Post by Melinda Rhodes on Feb 11, 2021 14:45:50 GMT -7
REBEL STAR ARENA
2/11/2021
BELL TIME 7PM EST
-KATE STEELE-VS-CHRISTINA ZDUNICH-
What happens is a very back and forth match demonstrating a combination of technical finesse and dirty pool as both women try every trick in the book on each other. After a heated technical exchange, a pele kick turns the tide in Kate's favor and sees her dominating for a good portion of the match with a mix of springboard assaults, fast strikes, and a few really spectacular suplexes! A Tiger Suplex pin nets a kickout at 2, but Kate keeps pushing forward against Christina until a sudden back elbow connects with the Siren's eye! Springboard Hurricanrana takes down Kate for a two count and the match carries on. It's back and forth with Christina slowly taking the edge until Kate goes for the PUNK DRIVER-NO! Christina slips out and reverses into a ROCK & ROLL! 1-2-3!!!
WINNER: CHRISTINA ZDUNICH!!!!
Koss: Big Finish and big win for Crystal Z to kick off the show!
Spazz: Kate Steele just can't catch a break to save her life up in here.
Koss: That's how it crumbles sometimes.
The camera finds Haylie Jo “Halo” Annis standing backstage with her SRW Hardcore Championship sitting on a table to her right.
Halo: Yo, y’all ready for tonight?
She nods as if she knows the answer was a resounding “YES!”
Halo: Yeah, me too. My birthday’s comin’ up and I ain’t lookin’ to walk out there tonight, get in the ring with a bg ass Viking, and get my ass kicked so that I go back home empty fuckin’ handed!
A hand raises to slow other responses from coming forth.
Halo: Faye Lange is a badass woman, ain’t no denyin’ that shit. She’s huge, she’s powerful, she’s talented and she’s knowledgeable but y’all saw what i was willin’ to do for this championship on the last damn show!
She snatches the belt up and holds it out for the world to see.
Halo: I set a bitch on fuckin’ fire for this and I ain’t just handed it over because y’ll found you one of the few who’s actually bigger than me here! I’m ready to fight and I’m ready to do whatever I gotta do to get by you Faye! I’m ready to let fly and fuck somebody up if I gotta!
She puts the belt over her shoulder.
Halo: I am the SRW Hardcore Champion and that ain’t just me sayin’ i wanna keep this motherfucker warm for somebody like Juliet Black! Imma show y’all just how hardcore I can fuckin’ get!
She nods and steps forward, pulling the belt down off her shoulder.
Halo: It’s time and Faye, y’all up!
HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP
-HALO (C)-VS-FAYE LANGE-
Writer: Alex
SEGMENT
-CHELSEA WINSTON-VS-HIRATA DOKUEKI-
The bell rings and Chelsea decides to mouth off at Dokueki. This proves to be a fatal mistake as a fast Muay Thai roundhouse kick connects with the side of her head. What follows are a a set of brutal knees, kicks, back hand strikes, all finished off with a brutal headbutt that rocks Chelsea right off her feet! Chelsea tries to regroup, shaking the cobwebs as Dokueki eases her up, only to get her legs caught and be rolled into a pin. The Poison Dragon powers out and the two roll apart and to their feet. Chelsea manages to catch Dokueki with several strikes and chops to the face and head, but her foe catches her hand, smiles and pulls her into a brutal CLAW SLAM! Dokueki then locks in THE SERPENT'S EMBRACE and Chelsea taps out!
WINNER BY SUBMISSION: HIRATA DOKUEKI!!!
SEGMENT
-CHRIST STYLES & SHELBY DAWSON-VS-SOCIALITES-
The bell sounds and the Socialites run over to knock Styles from the ring. Dawson tries to fight them off but gets double teamed before the Page Sisters go for a Magic Killer. Dawson kicks the one sister away and goes for a cradle on the other.
Vanessa Page kicks out.
The Page Sisters continue to double team with quick tags. Styles climbs back up on the apron and makes a blind tag when Dawson is Irish whipped off. The Socialites catch her with a double flapjack only for Styles to catch both Page Sisters from behind with a clothesline. He goes to cover Vanessa.
Vanessa Page kicks out.
Styles covers the other sister.
Danielle Page kicks out.
Styles tosses Danielle to the floor and Vanessa tries to jump on his back for a sleeper or chokehold. Styles biels her off and then hits a rolling neck snap on her. He covers
Vanessa Page kicks out.
On the floor, Dawson and Danielle exchange blows while Styles gives Vanessa a big powerslam and covers again.
Vanessa Page gets a shoulder up.
Dawson and Danielle continue to exchange shots on the floor until Danielle steps back, feigning being hurt and staggered. Dawson tries for a running clothesline only for Danielle to duck. Dawson crashes arm and head first into the ringpost, rendering herself nearly unconscious in the process. Danielle backs away as the referee comes over to check, seemingly stunned at the impact he just witnessed. Danielle dives into the ring and kicks Styles between the uprights. Danielle delivers a second kick and then rolls out of the way to let Vanessa roll Styles up from behind. As the referee turns and runs over to count, Vanessa pulls his tights and gets her feet on the bottom rope.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
As soon as the three comes down, Danielle pulls her sister from the ring and runs away like a pair of thieves in the night. Both of them laugh all the way out while Styles looks around, trying to find Dawson.
WINNERS BY PINFALL: THE SOCIALITES!!!
SEGMENT
-PSYCHO MAGUIRE-VS-JULIET BLACK-
Writer: Alex
The bell sounds and Psycho and Juliet both slam a shot of whiskey, tossing their glasses to the outside as they finish swallowing. The two crack their knuckles and then walk into the fight. They start throwing punches simultaneously and just pound away as the crowd cheers them on. They hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer away, drawing trickles of blood as they go, the crowd cheering even more wildly with every impact of their fists. The referee just steps back, shocked and in awe of the volume he’s watching. They hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer away, drawing more blood and finally Juliet gets in a combination that knocks Psycho down. Juliet gets in a hammer kick and then covers.
Psycho kicks out.
Juliet pulls Psycho up and Psycho splits her hands. The two both go for kicks simultaneously and start trading, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet. Psycho spins and jumps into a Pele kick that sends Juliet tumbling back against the ropes. Juliet comes out and throws a big clothesline that connects and sends Psycho to the mat. Juliet covers.
Psycho kicks out.
Psycho rolls into a crucifix pin.
Juliet kicks out.
Juliet rolls through into the Fade 2 Black. Psycho thrashes about trying to get loose and is barely able to get her free hand onto the ropes. Black gives the break and the two stand up where they promptly start throwing punches again. Just as before, they hammer away simultaneously as the crowd cheers, unable to believe what they’re watching. Blood starts rolling down both faces as the onslaught continues, the referee backing off for fear of getting caught in the crossfire. Psycho gets in a Dublin Kiss and Juliet responds with one of her own. Psycho bounces off the ropes and hits a bicycle kick that resembles her late sister-in-law’s Stall N’ Crawl. Juliet goes down and Psycho covers.
Juliet kicks out.
As the two get up, they start trading punches, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet. Now covered in blood, Juliet gets in the Bareknuckle Glam. Psycho falls against the ropes, looking like she might be done. Juliet grabs at psycho hand, looking to snap some fingers. Psycho gets in another Dublin Kiss that causes Juliet to stagger back a step. Psycho throws everything she’s got into Gealtachta. Juliet goes down and Psycho falls into a cover.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
The crowd erupts, cheering for both warriors at the display they’ve just witnessed.
WINNER BY PINFALL: PSYCHO MAGUIRE!!!
Koss: Good match between two talented competitors.
Spazz: Ya' know, that's the first time I ever seen them both clean AF in a match.
Koss: That's a very good point. I mean there was a little dirty pool, but compared to past matches? This was downright squeaky.
We see what appears to be a lecture room. On the stage, in front of the large screen stand the House of Dix, Wendy has one of those large pointer thingies that teachers point with, and keeps poking Tracy with it when she doesn’t expect it!
Dixon: OW! Can you stop jabbing me, and actually get on with what you dragged me here for? We’re rolling.
House pokes her again, before nodding.
House: Yes. We’s got dis big matchy comin’ against the Skitty Committee.
Dixon: I thought we called them the Twitty Committee? I don’t know what a skitty is.
House raps her pointer on the lectern
House: AHA! Well den, allow Housie to edumacate you, in da one twue way of edumacation.
The screen flashes to show a pink cat.
House: POWERPOINT PWESENTATION!
Tracy rubs her chin.
Dixon: Okay, so what’s with the cat?
It would seem like the proverbial cat was out of the bag and on to the Powerpoint presentation.
House: Tis a Pokeyman. Tis a Skitty.
Dixon: Huh. It’s cute, but I fail to see what it has to do with our opponents.
House points her pointer at the Skitty.
House: Well mebbe if you’s stopped interjecting,House could explain. Skitty in da Pokeyman universe is a popular pet for trainers, because it’s like weally cute an’ pink an’ stuffs. Jus’ like people like to look at da Pwetty Committe because dey is physically attwactives.
Dixon: Uh-huh.
House: But you’s see, da Pokeyman Skitty is wubbish in a fight. Total cwap balls. Also like our opponents. So dat’s why dey’s da Skitty committee. Nice to look at, gonna get dere asses whooped in any kinda sewious fight.
The screen changes to show the Skitty upside down with Xs over its eyes. Dixon sighs.
Dixon: SO LET ME GET THIS RIGHT. You spent however much to rent a university lecture hall for an hour, made a two slide powerpoint presentation, and dragged me all the way here to make a dumb joke about how our opponents suck? For real, that’s what you just did?
House thinks about this for a moment, before nodding.
House: Basically, yep. Dat’s what I did.
Dixon: Well I mean..about all you said how they are useless in everything except looking good.
House: Yup
Tracy smirks.
Dixon: They got you to rent a damn university lecture hall for an hour, paid some nerd to do the presentations and probably ordered that pointer of some high end haute couture pointer thing for french prissy teaching bitches.
House: Madmoiselle professors!
Dixon: Yeah, whatever, that shit must have sent you back a sweet ton of money, so if nothing else the Pretty Committee hoodwikend housei into hosing down some stupid twats with her money so ha--OWWW!
Wendy jabs her friend with the pointer.
House: Wrong! Me’s did it with YOUR cwedit card!
While in amidst of trying to avoid the pokes Tracy realizes what her friend just said.
Dixon: You did WHAT?! YOU BITCH?! YEEEEOOOOW!~
House: Language! Wes might have childwen watching, Pokeymans is popular with the fellow kids these days..
Dixon: Well since I’m apparently paying for all this crap, I’m heading to the cafeteria, this dump must have one..and a buffet or something..
She storms off while House chuckles leaning to the camera.
House: When she finds out dere be no desserts you bitches will REALLY be sorry for facing us. CLASS DISMISSED!
She smacks the camera with the pointer before we cut to static.
TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
Tornado Tag
-HOUSE OF DIX (C)-VS-PRETTY COMMITTEE-
Writer: Alex
COMMERCIAL
TITLE UNIFICATION MATCH
Conquest vs Ascendant Championship
-LUTHER THUNDER (C)-VS-JERRY WATTS (C)-
The match begins with Watts coming at Thunder with hard rights and lefts, driving him back. He throws him to the ropes, catches Luther and hits THE ICONIC DROP! Pins him and Luther hurls him off, sitting up with a snarl. The two get to their feet with Jerry eating a THUNDERSTRUCK KICK that sends him down. Luther picks him up and hits a SPINNING SPINEBUSTER. He then hits GARVIN STOMPS and starts to wrench his arm, MANIPULATING THE JOINTS in painful ways. Jerry tries to fight back but a headbutt, followed by THE SWORD DAMOCLESE AND 1-2-3!!!
WINNER AND NEW ULTIMATE CONQUEST CHAMPION - LUTHER THUNDER!!!!
Luther hoists his title high in the air over his head as the Ascendant Championship is placed in a case and rolled off, retired. Jerry Watts is left needing assistance out of the ring.
Spazz: Short, sweet, and to the point like a fucking heart attack son!
Koss: Luther Thunder thoroughly owned Jerry Watts in this match!
Spazz: Thunder's a fuckin' UNIT! Of course he's gonna' school this pretty boy on what bad motherfuckery looks like!
Koss: Few people have gone toe to toe with Ursula Von Rossbach like he has and the passion he displayed earlier in the night clearly came into play here. Will Watts recover from such a mammoth beating? We'll have to wait and see.
MAIN EVENT
QUEEN OF THE SOUTH CHAMPIONSHIP
Loser Leaves SRW Match
-URSULA VON ROSSBACH (C)-VS-SAMANTHA TOLSON-
With a thunderous boom, the two powerhouses collide with Ursula dominating Samantha early in the match. The two batter each other with powerful kicks and strikes, the animosity so great that finesse goes out of the window as these two individual beat the living hell out of each other back and forth in the ring. It's less a wrestling match and more a straight shooting brawl. At several points the referee has to separate the two on the ropes. In one such instance, Ursula fires off a GREAT KICK that sends Samantha flipping over the ropes to fall straight to the floor! Ursula then follows up with a GENOCIDE DIVE on a rising Samantha but she sidesteps, letting the champion eat the floor hard! From there it's all Tolson, chipping away at Ursula with strikes and kicks, followed up with a HUGE NIGHTFALL SUPLEX that sends her through a table!!! The brawl goes on, wild and chaotic outside of the ring as Tolson continues to fling her stunned foe around until Ursula blocks a shot and levels her with a BIONIC HEADBUTT, then tosses her back into the ring! As soon as Ursula enters the ring, however, music plays....
-CREDITS-
-KATE STEELE-VS-CHRISTINA ZDUNICH-
-HALO (C)-VS-FAYE LANGE-
-CHELSEA WINSTON-VS-HIRATA DOKUEKI-
-CHRIST STYLES & SHELBY DAWSON-VS-SOCIALITES-
-PSYCHO MAGUIRE-VS-JULIET BLACK-
-HOUSE OF DIX (C)-VS-PRETTY COMMITTEE-
-LUTHER THUNDER (C)-VS-JERRY WATTS (C)-
-URSULA VON ROSSBACH (C)-VS-SAMANTHA TOLSON-
-NO CONTEST DUE TO INTERFERENCE-
2/11/2021
BELL TIME 7PM EST
INTRO
Seether's heavy take on the George Micheal classic "Careless Whisper" plays over the house P/A system as the show intro video plays, showing highlights from past and present shows, current champions, and break out stars. Pyro explodes on the stage as we hit the crescendo of the beat. Out steps Jenny Beck with a big grin on her face! She rushes down to ringside, hits the ring running, and slides in with a tuck and roll to one knee.
Jenny Beck: IT'S THURSDAY! YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS!!! SSSAAAAVVVVAAAAGGGGEEEEE TTTHHHHUUUUURRRRSSSDDDAAAYYY IN THA' HHHHOOOOUUUSSSEE!!!
Joe Koss: in your house and on your television screens, web browsers, phone apps, and the list goes on! Joe Koss and Mike Spazz here!
Mike Spazz: SUP YOU CHUDLY MOTHERFUCKERS!!!
Koss: Tonight is a special night as all championships are on the line and there's a title unification going down here tonight!
Spazz: Ascendant versus Conquest! Money's on Luther Thunder. Dude has biceps big as my fucking head yo and my head is big AF! Ladies holla at ya' boy and find out!
Koss: It's easy to have something bigger than an Acorn if that's the head you're talking about!
Spazz: Don't be jealous! I walk like fucking Manny Fernandez with a limp 'cause my cock's too damn heavy!
Koss: Well speaking of heavy, we're kicking off the night with The Siren vs Crystal Z!
Spazz: I liked her better when she was Punk Kate Steele. Name just rolls off the tongue yo!
Jenny Beck: IT'S THURSDAY! YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS!!! SSSAAAAVVVVAAAAGGGGEEEEE TTTHHHHUUUUURRRRSSSDDDAAAYYY IN THA' HHHHOOOOUUUSSSEE!!!
Joe Koss: in your house and on your television screens, web browsers, phone apps, and the list goes on! Joe Koss and Mike Spazz here!
Mike Spazz: SUP YOU CHUDLY MOTHERFUCKERS!!!
Koss: Tonight is a special night as all championships are on the line and there's a title unification going down here tonight!
Spazz: Ascendant versus Conquest! Money's on Luther Thunder. Dude has biceps big as my fucking head yo and my head is big AF! Ladies holla at ya' boy and find out!
Koss: It's easy to have something bigger than an Acorn if that's the head you're talking about!
Spazz: Don't be jealous! I walk like fucking Manny Fernandez with a limp 'cause my cock's too damn heavy!
Koss: Well speaking of heavy, we're kicking off the night with The Siren vs Crystal Z!
Spazz: I liked her better when she was Punk Kate Steele. Name just rolls off the tongue yo!
-KATE STEELE-VS-CHRISTINA ZDUNICH-
What happens is a very back and forth match demonstrating a combination of technical finesse and dirty pool as both women try every trick in the book on each other. After a heated technical exchange, a pele kick turns the tide in Kate's favor and sees her dominating for a good portion of the match with a mix of springboard assaults, fast strikes, and a few really spectacular suplexes! A Tiger Suplex pin nets a kickout at 2, but Kate keeps pushing forward against Christina until a sudden back elbow connects with the Siren's eye! Springboard Hurricanrana takes down Kate for a two count and the match carries on. It's back and forth with Christina slowly taking the edge until Kate goes for the PUNK DRIVER-NO! Christina slips out and reverses into a ROCK & ROLL! 1-2-3!!!
WINNER: CHRISTINA ZDUNICH!!!!
Koss: Big Finish and big win for Crystal Z to kick off the show!
Spazz: Kate Steele just can't catch a break to save her life up in here.
Koss: That's how it crumbles sometimes.
SEGMENT
The camera finds Haylie Jo “Halo” Annis standing backstage with her SRW Hardcore Championship sitting on a table to her right.
Halo: Yo, y’all ready for tonight?
She nods as if she knows the answer was a resounding “YES!”
Halo: Yeah, me too. My birthday’s comin’ up and I ain’t lookin’ to walk out there tonight, get in the ring with a bg ass Viking, and get my ass kicked so that I go back home empty fuckin’ handed!
A hand raises to slow other responses from coming forth.
Halo: Faye Lange is a badass woman, ain’t no denyin’ that shit. She’s huge, she’s powerful, she’s talented and she’s knowledgeable but y’all saw what i was willin’ to do for this championship on the last damn show!
She snatches the belt up and holds it out for the world to see.
Halo: I set a bitch on fuckin’ fire for this and I ain’t just handed it over because y’ll found you one of the few who’s actually bigger than me here! I’m ready to fight and I’m ready to do whatever I gotta do to get by you Faye! I’m ready to let fly and fuck somebody up if I gotta!
She puts the belt over her shoulder.
Halo: I am the SRW Hardcore Champion and that ain’t just me sayin’ i wanna keep this motherfucker warm for somebody like Juliet Black! Imma show y’all just how hardcore I can fuckin’ get!
She nods and steps forward, pulling the belt down off her shoulder.
Halo: It’s time and Faye, y’all up!
HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP
-HALO (C)-VS-FAYE LANGE-
Writer: Alex
The bell sounds and the two tall women walk out to the middle of the ring. Lange hits Halo with a stiff knife-edge chop that almost buckles the southern woman’s knees. Lange gets in a second one and then follows with a forearm smash that knocks the champion onto her back. Lange drops an elbow and covers.
Halo kicks out.
Halo rolls Lange over into a crucifix pin.
Faye Lange kicks out.
Both get to their feet and start trading stiff shots, both landing enough to draw blood on the other. Lange snaps off another knife-edge and then spins into a wicked clothesline that nearly takes Halo’s head off. Lange covers.
Halo kicks out.
Halo rolls away under the bottom rope to the floor. Lange follows her out. Halo gives her a drop toe hold onto the steps. Lange bounces off the steel, drawing even more blood than before. Halo pulls a chair from under the ring and shoves it into the ring. She drags Lange up and tosses her into the ring as well. Halo dives in and covers.
Lange uses the chair to help herself kick out.
Halo rolls away now covered in blood and Lange blasts her in the back with the chair. Halo tries to crawl to the ropes. Lange drops the chair and pulls her over, dropping an elbow to the back and neck area. As Lange goes for a crossface, Halo rolls into a cradle.
Faye Lange kicks out.
The two get back to their feet and Lange hits a nasty discus clothesline for a cover.
Halo gets a shoulder up.
As they rise up, Halo grabs Lange’s arm and hits 2 Minutes 2 Midnight. Lange goes down and Halo drops down for a cover.
Lange gets a shoulder up.
The referee backs off, looking like he might be sick from the amount of blood. Halo crawls away and staggers up, Lange pulling herself to her feet as well. Halo rushes over and Lange catches her for a uranage onto the chair. Lange covers.
Halo gets a foot on the ropes.
Lange shoves her off and starts to stand up with the chair. Weary and wobbly, Lange slowly turns around. Halo runs in and hits Black 13 on the chair, smashing back into Lange’s face. Lange goes down like she’s been shot and Halo throws an arm over for the cover.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
Halo rolls over and lies there on her back, looking up at the lights in disbelief, both she and Lange looking like they just came out of a slaughterhouse in terms of blood coverage.
WINNER AND STILL HARDCORE CHAMPION: HALO!!!
Halo kicks out.
Halo rolls Lange over into a crucifix pin.
Faye Lange kicks out.
Both get to their feet and start trading stiff shots, both landing enough to draw blood on the other. Lange snaps off another knife-edge and then spins into a wicked clothesline that nearly takes Halo’s head off. Lange covers.
Halo kicks out.
Halo rolls away under the bottom rope to the floor. Lange follows her out. Halo gives her a drop toe hold onto the steps. Lange bounces off the steel, drawing even more blood than before. Halo pulls a chair from under the ring and shoves it into the ring. She drags Lange up and tosses her into the ring as well. Halo dives in and covers.
Lange uses the chair to help herself kick out.
Halo rolls away now covered in blood and Lange blasts her in the back with the chair. Halo tries to crawl to the ropes. Lange drops the chair and pulls her over, dropping an elbow to the back and neck area. As Lange goes for a crossface, Halo rolls into a cradle.
Faye Lange kicks out.
The two get back to their feet and Lange hits a nasty discus clothesline for a cover.
Halo gets a shoulder up.
As they rise up, Halo grabs Lange’s arm and hits 2 Minutes 2 Midnight. Lange goes down and Halo drops down for a cover.
Lange gets a shoulder up.
The referee backs off, looking like he might be sick from the amount of blood. Halo crawls away and staggers up, Lange pulling herself to her feet as well. Halo rushes over and Lange catches her for a uranage onto the chair. Lange covers.
Halo gets a foot on the ropes.
Lange shoves her off and starts to stand up with the chair. Weary and wobbly, Lange slowly turns around. Halo runs in and hits Black 13 on the chair, smashing back into Lange’s face. Lange goes down like she’s been shot and Halo throws an arm over for the cover.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
Halo rolls over and lies there on her back, looking up at the lights in disbelief, both she and Lange looking like they just came out of a slaughterhouse in terms of blood coverage.
WINNER AND STILL HARDCORE CHAMPION: HALO!!!
Koss: Battered and bloody, Halo is once again baptized in Blood and still the Hardcore Champion!
Spazz: I was all about that Faye though! She's gonna' be a motherfucking fly ass hot as fuck Champion one day!
Koss: She just has to find her footing and hit that big stride.
Spazz: I was all about that Faye though! She's gonna' be a motherfucking fly ass hot as fuck Champion one day!
Koss: She just has to find her footing and hit that big stride.
SEGMENT
The scene opens up backstage inside the private locker room of the Pretty Committee the fans boo loudly at the sight of Wrestling's Prettiest Tag Team. As we see Bianca Davis, and Veronica Taylor sitting in matching pink chairs smirking dressed in their wrestling gear sipping on cups of tea. As they see the cameras and Bianca begins to speak in her normal smug tone.
Bianca Davis: Last Savage Thursday we did what we said we would do and beat the Uggoside. I know all of you basics were so sad at what happened right? Poor things but tonight you are gonna be even sadder because once again the Pretty Committee adds more gold. The SRW tag team titles.
Veronica Taylor: Thats right you see when Bianca beat Wendy House last year, after she tired to take the Ascendant title. It gave us a tag team title shot at the House of Dix more like House of Freaks if you ask me. You see you two have been champions for quiet awhile now and credit where credit is due you have beaten the tag teams put in front of you hell you pinned us once. In a fluke, but tonight is a different night.
Bianca, and Veronica smirk at each other as The blonde once again begins to speak. After once again letting out a catty giggle.
Bianca Davis: You see a victory gave us the shot, and it was a match where once again management tried to play favorites against me, but it blew up in their faces. Much like how ms of their plans work they may have got the Ascendant title off of me are now not granting me my rightful rematch but tonight we get to take out a what and her freak friend all the same time, and there's nothing anyone can do to stop us.
Veronica Taylor: Ugh I mean they need to return Tracy back to the ocean I mean can’t they like sue Melinda for wildlife endangerment?
The Pretty Committee share a catty giggle sipping on their tea which says in pink letters tru tea.
Veronica Taylor: That is something its not fair this is handicap match. But you know what? As the amazing women we are we will prove why we are the Pretty Committee as we beat Tracy and then as the humanitarians we are sending Tracy back to the ocean. You’re welcome their is really no need to thank us.
Veronica and Bianca make kissy faces toward the camera letting out a cackle.
Bianca Davis: Ugh the type of people SRW fans support is totally disgusting. People like Whalcy Dixon and Wendy House EW! Wendy I have beaten you one, two, and three you can make whatever excuse you want but it was me that pinned you. And you think tonight is gonna be any different? IF so you’re clearly mistaken you see we are focused on this, and focused on giving you two the make overs of a life time.
Veronica Taylor: And once again walking out with gold around our waist and all we have to say about that is.
Pretty Committee: Sorry bout it.
-CHELSEA WINSTON-VS-HIRATA DOKUEKI-
The bell rings and Chelsea decides to mouth off at Dokueki. This proves to be a fatal mistake as a fast Muay Thai roundhouse kick connects with the side of her head. What follows are a a set of brutal knees, kicks, back hand strikes, all finished off with a brutal headbutt that rocks Chelsea right off her feet! Chelsea tries to regroup, shaking the cobwebs as Dokueki eases her up, only to get her legs caught and be rolled into a pin. The Poison Dragon powers out and the two roll apart and to their feet. Chelsea manages to catch Dokueki with several strikes and chops to the face and head, but her foe catches her hand, smiles and pulls her into a brutal CLAW SLAM! Dokueki then locks in THE SERPENT'S EMBRACE and Chelsea taps out!
WINNER BY SUBMISSION: HIRATA DOKUEKI!!!
Koss: Domin-ATION!
Spazz: The Dragon just owned Chelsea pillar to post in that match, but that's what you get when you run your mouth before the match! Don't taunt the fucking monster when she's right in your face!
Koss: Indeed. Maybe Chels will put more effort into her ring work and less into her in-ring trash talk. No one disrespects Hirata Dokueki to her face!
Spazz: The Dragon just owned Chelsea pillar to post in that match, but that's what you get when you run your mouth before the match! Don't taunt the fucking monster when she's right in your face!
Koss: Indeed. Maybe Chels will put more effort into her ring work and less into her in-ring trash talk. No one disrespects Hirata Dokueki to her face!
SEGMENT
The scene opens backstage at the arena, in the locker room of YOUR Conquest Champion Luther Thunder. The champ is already in his ring gear, championship belt over his shoulder, and beside him is wife Esme Omega, dressed to the nines as usual.
Esme: Well, well, here we are. Standing before another match for the ages. Following my husband’s successful defense once more against Juliet Black, we find ourselves little time to rest and heal, before going again. And whilst no woman likes to see another woman make her man go weak at the knees, rest assured, as brutal as that match was, my husband is a genetic freak, so if our esteemed opponent Mr. Watts thinks he’s simply going to roll over Luther Thunder and claim HIS Conquest Championship... he is sadly mistaken. For all the punishment my husband took, Mr. Watts would have to wear his own knees out twice as much with some serious praying to a higher power, if he were to have a prayer against the force of nature beside me.
She grins.
Esme: You see, Mr. Watts has bounced around a bit in his short time here in SRW. Former hardcore champion I believe, and current Ascendant Champion... he has form in winning championships, but he also has form in losing them. You see, my husband has form in winning the Conquest Championship, and has kept a death grip on it ever since. When you were the “Hardcore Champion”, my husband was showing up you and your entire division with matches such as the Emerald Death House. Because Luther Thunder is a man who commits 100% to any challenge laid in front of him. Out of everyone on this roster, outside of our esteemed champion Miss Rossbach perhaps, no-one has put together the trail of devastation in Southern Rebellion Wrestling that my husband has.Even when he debuted, the comparisons to our champion were quick and plentiful, because there’s one thing the face of this company and my husband have in common... they are both perennial WINNERS. My husband holds championship gold everywhere he goes, he wins the big matches, he carries promotions on his back, and while many champions would tell you their talent is God-given, my husband was no silver-spoon prodigy. My husband started from nothing, working as a heavy for... shall we say people with questionable morals and ethics, just to make a living, and he worked harder than any other man or woman in this business, he pushed and trained and fought to excel, and now? You would look at him, dressed to the nines, immaculate in every way and you could believe it was his destiny. Destiny is a fallacy, Mr. Watts; my husband has had to work and grind and bleed for every damn thing he has achieved, for over a decade, fighting to be the most dominant force in this business. He has beaten champions countless times, and with all due respect Mr. Watts, many of those men and women were more than your equal. This is not a match to add my husband’s title to yours, no. This match was likely booked because your Asendant Championship is no longer necessary or relevant. You see that? My husband has made you and your title worth NOTHING. And tonight, he finishes the damn job.
We see the Conquest Champion standing there, with a smirk across his face wide enough to crack it in half before he speaks up.
Luther: Now if you think what she’s telling is even half a lie, I could tell you a thing or two I had to do just to bag a winner like my darling wife here and have her graciously accept my proposal. You see Mr. Watts I am not as crass with my words as my darling little flower here was but I have to be honest with you. You are a big man, a specimen in every sense of the word and your reputation in SRW and outside of it is well known, documented and noticed. However you are not the first of your kind I have faced over the years, and I suspect you won’t even be the least..unless you plan on ending my life along with my career in that ring tonight. Even if you could achieve it, then you would serve time and I doubt they would allow you to have a championship for the mugshots. So let’s get it straight shall we Jerry, Jerome, Jer my friend. I’ve beaten people, bigger, stronger and meaner than you and even the ones I have not beaten I have pushed to their limit. Don’t believe me? Ask UVR how our match went, would you imagine it to be a coincidence that both her and I are champions AND competing tonight with matches that have huge consequences for Southern Rebellion Wrestling: One match unifties two championships, the other sends a champion and a legend of the company out of SRW..whether it will be Miss Tolson or UVR? I guess we’ll see at the end of the night. However if you think about it Mr. Watts this show will be etched into the annals of history of this company and one way or other you will be part of it. Be it as a champion who unifies..or even in the worst case scenario for you: another one who fell before Luther Thunder. I am rather fond of the Conquest Championship. In a different place and a different ime I was even called a Conqueror probably in jest, but I took pride in that mock title given by my opponent, because it reminded me of some of the greatest conquerors in history and how they treated their foes or anything that got in their way.
He chuckles a bit.
Luther: So whatever happens tonight Jerry Watts, I do hope you aren’t the type to get upset if you don’t get your way or someone who carries grudges. You see for me tonight, facing with the choice of unifying two great belts. Leaving my name in history of this place. As great as it sounds, going toe to toe, fighting bell to bell to see just who is better mano-a-mano..could be something of epic proportions, maybe even a synopsis for a movie, the greatest moment of one’s life, nay one’s life..but for me? It’s just another Savage Thursday. I’ll see you out there big man, bring me your best, your worst and all you got, because time for talking is over, we’ll see just what it is you are really about.
He walks off and Esme mouths out: “AND STILL” to the camera gesturing around her waist for a championship before following suit and the show rolls on.
-CHRIST STYLES & SHELBY DAWSON-VS-SOCIALITES-
Writer: Alex
The bell sounds and the Socialites run over to knock Styles from the ring. Dawson tries to fight them off but gets double teamed before the Page Sisters go for a Magic Killer. Dawson kicks the one sister away and goes for a cradle on the other.
Vanessa Page kicks out.
The Page Sisters continue to double team with quick tags. Styles climbs back up on the apron and makes a blind tag when Dawson is Irish whipped off. The Socialites catch her with a double flapjack only for Styles to catch both Page Sisters from behind with a clothesline. He goes to cover Vanessa.
Vanessa Page kicks out.
Styles covers the other sister.
Danielle Page kicks out.
Styles tosses Danielle to the floor and Vanessa tries to jump on his back for a sleeper or chokehold. Styles biels her off and then hits a rolling neck snap on her. He covers
Vanessa Page kicks out.
On the floor, Dawson and Danielle exchange blows while Styles gives Vanessa a big powerslam and covers again.
Vanessa Page gets a shoulder up.
Dawson and Danielle continue to exchange shots on the floor until Danielle steps back, feigning being hurt and staggered. Dawson tries for a running clothesline only for Danielle to duck. Dawson crashes arm and head first into the ringpost, rendering herself nearly unconscious in the process. Danielle backs away as the referee comes over to check, seemingly stunned at the impact he just witnessed. Danielle dives into the ring and kicks Styles between the uprights. Danielle delivers a second kick and then rolls out of the way to let Vanessa roll Styles up from behind. As the referee turns and runs over to count, Vanessa pulls his tights and gets her feet on the bottom rope.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
As soon as the three comes down, Danielle pulls her sister from the ring and runs away like a pair of thieves in the night. Both of them laugh all the way out while Styles looks around, trying to find Dawson.
WINNERS BY PINFALL: THE SOCIALITES!!!
Koss: The Socialites squeak by and steal the win running off into the night!
Spazz: Socialites and Pretty Committee should just join up and be like some kinda' super bitch faction or some shit. They're identical to each other!
Koss: Identical, but equally selfish and ambitious. I doubt you'll ever get those two on the same page.
Spazz: I just think they need something to separate each other beyond win/loss records yo.
Koss: True.
Spazz: Socialites and Pretty Committee should just join up and be like some kinda' super bitch faction or some shit. They're identical to each other!
Koss: Identical, but equally selfish and ambitious. I doubt you'll ever get those two on the same page.
Spazz: I just think they need something to separate each other beyond win/loss records yo.
Koss: True.
SEGMENT
The camera opens upon “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire standing all by herself in the Shieldmaidens’ dressing room.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, Juliet Black…
Psycho nods slowly, an almost hungry smile coming over her face.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: It bae time tae break out th’ good stuff an’ por us bote a glass, aye? We slam th’ whiskey an’ then we slam aech other!
She pumps her fist and the smile intensifies.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: This bae th’ kind o’ fight…
She closes her eyes and takes in a deep breath before opening them back up for the camera.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: It jess bae gettin’ ye all excited like very little else kin bae doin’!
Her hands come together and start rubbing against each other in anticipation.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: So we bae raisin’ a glass before an’ anotter after! We bae gettin’ ready tae do tings tae aech utter tha should carry jail time an’ yet…
She nods, the smile seemingly managing to get even brighter.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: We’ll bae doin’ it wit smiles on our faces an’ jess enjoyin’ ourselves aven as th’ blood bae flowin’!
She reaches down and picks up a glass of whiskey.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Juliet… let’s enjoy ourselves, aye?
-PSYCHO MAGUIRE-VS-JULIET BLACK-
Writer: Alex
The bell sounds and Psycho and Juliet both slam a shot of whiskey, tossing their glasses to the outside as they finish swallowing. The two crack their knuckles and then walk into the fight. They start throwing punches simultaneously and just pound away as the crowd cheers them on. They hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer away, drawing trickles of blood as they go, the crowd cheering even more wildly with every impact of their fists. The referee just steps back, shocked and in awe of the volume he’s watching. They hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer away, drawing more blood and finally Juliet gets in a combination that knocks Psycho down. Juliet gets in a hammer kick and then covers.
Psycho kicks out.
Juliet pulls Psycho up and Psycho splits her hands. The two both go for kicks simultaneously and start trading, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet. Psycho spins and jumps into a Pele kick that sends Juliet tumbling back against the ropes. Juliet comes out and throws a big clothesline that connects and sends Psycho to the mat. Juliet covers.
Psycho kicks out.
Psycho rolls into a crucifix pin.
Juliet kicks out.
Juliet rolls through into the Fade 2 Black. Psycho thrashes about trying to get loose and is barely able to get her free hand onto the ropes. Black gives the break and the two stand up where they promptly start throwing punches again. Just as before, they hammer away simultaneously as the crowd cheers, unable to believe what they’re watching. Blood starts rolling down both faces as the onslaught continues, the referee backing off for fear of getting caught in the crossfire. Psycho gets in a Dublin Kiss and Juliet responds with one of her own. Psycho bounces off the ropes and hits a bicycle kick that resembles her late sister-in-law’s Stall N’ Crawl. Juliet goes down and Psycho covers.
Juliet kicks out.
As the two get up, they start trading punches, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet, Psycho, Juliet. Now covered in blood, Juliet gets in the Bareknuckle Glam. Psycho falls against the ropes, looking like she might be done. Juliet grabs at psycho hand, looking to snap some fingers. Psycho gets in another Dublin Kiss that causes Juliet to stagger back a step. Psycho throws everything she’s got into Gealtachta. Juliet goes down and Psycho falls into a cover.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
The crowd erupts, cheering for both warriors at the display they’ve just witnessed.
WINNER BY PINFALL: PSYCHO MAGUIRE!!!
Koss: Good match between two talented competitors.
Spazz: Ya' know, that's the first time I ever seen them both clean AF in a match.
Koss: That's a very good point. I mean there was a little dirty pool, but compared to past matches? This was downright squeaky.
SEGMENT
We see what appears to be a lecture room. On the stage, in front of the large screen stand the House of Dix, Wendy has one of those large pointer thingies that teachers point with, and keeps poking Tracy with it when she doesn’t expect it!
Dixon: OW! Can you stop jabbing me, and actually get on with what you dragged me here for? We’re rolling.
House pokes her again, before nodding.
House: Yes. We’s got dis big matchy comin’ against the Skitty Committee.
Dixon: I thought we called them the Twitty Committee? I don’t know what a skitty is.
House raps her pointer on the lectern
House: AHA! Well den, allow Housie to edumacate you, in da one twue way of edumacation.
The screen flashes to show a pink cat.
House: POWERPOINT PWESENTATION!
Tracy rubs her chin.
Dixon: Okay, so what’s with the cat?
It would seem like the proverbial cat was out of the bag and on to the Powerpoint presentation.
House: Tis a Pokeyman. Tis a Skitty.
Dixon: Huh. It’s cute, but I fail to see what it has to do with our opponents.
House points her pointer at the Skitty.
House: Well mebbe if you’s stopped interjecting,House could explain. Skitty in da Pokeyman universe is a popular pet for trainers, because it’s like weally cute an’ pink an’ stuffs. Jus’ like people like to look at da Pwetty Committe because dey is physically attwactives.
Dixon: Uh-huh.
House: But you’s see, da Pokeyman Skitty is wubbish in a fight. Total cwap balls. Also like our opponents. So dat’s why dey’s da Skitty committee. Nice to look at, gonna get dere asses whooped in any kinda sewious fight.
The screen changes to show the Skitty upside down with Xs over its eyes. Dixon sighs.
Dixon: SO LET ME GET THIS RIGHT. You spent however much to rent a university lecture hall for an hour, made a two slide powerpoint presentation, and dragged me all the way here to make a dumb joke about how our opponents suck? For real, that’s what you just did?
House thinks about this for a moment, before nodding.
House: Basically, yep. Dat’s what I did.
Dixon: Well I mean..about all you said how they are useless in everything except looking good.
House: Yup
Tracy smirks.
Dixon: They got you to rent a damn university lecture hall for an hour, paid some nerd to do the presentations and probably ordered that pointer of some high end haute couture pointer thing for french prissy teaching bitches.
House: Madmoiselle professors!
Dixon: Yeah, whatever, that shit must have sent you back a sweet ton of money, so if nothing else the Pretty Committee hoodwikend housei into hosing down some stupid twats with her money so ha--OWWW!
Wendy jabs her friend with the pointer.
House: Wrong! Me’s did it with YOUR cwedit card!
While in amidst of trying to avoid the pokes Tracy realizes what her friend just said.
Dixon: You did WHAT?! YOU BITCH?! YEEEEOOOOW!~
House: Language! Wes might have childwen watching, Pokeymans is popular with the fellow kids these days..
Dixon: Well since I’m apparently paying for all this crap, I’m heading to the cafeteria, this dump must have one..and a buffet or something..
She storms off while House chuckles leaning to the camera.
House: When she finds out dere be no desserts you bitches will REALLY be sorry for facing us. CLASS DISMISSED!
She smacks the camera with the pointer before we cut to static.
Tornado Tag
-HOUSE OF DIX (C)-VS-PRETTY COMMITTEE-
Writer: Alex
The bell sounds and House charges the Pretty Committee. She throws a double dropkick that catches both members off guard and knocks them back into the ropes. House runs back across the ring, rebounds off the side closest to her corner and partner and comes running back at the Pretty Committee. Taylor and Davis catch her coming in for a double spinebuster. As they reach down to grab her, Dixon tries to run in. Taylor and Davis throw House at her partner. Dixon catches House and the Pretty Committee hit House in the back with matching shoulder tackles. Dixon staggers back a step towards the ropes. The Pretty Committee backs off and then charges again, hitting matching dropkicks to the knees of the bigger girl. Dixon drops House and falls against the ropes. Taylor and Davis jump up and hit a double clothesline that sends Dixon over the top to the floor. House tries to roll up Davis from behind.
Bianca Davis kicks out.
Taylor kicks House in the face while the diminutive woman is still on her knees. Davis pulls House to her feet and hooks both arms from behind. Taylor starts to hammer away with punches and Davis nods, laughing as House takes a beating. Taylor slaps the taste out of House’s mouth and Davis spins House around to be able to get in a slap herself. House starts to collapse and Davis catches her. The Pretty Committee hits House with Plausible Deniability. House hits hard and Taylor covers her.
Wendy House kicks out.
Davis walks around so that the referee follows her while Taylor rakes House’s eyes and then kicks her low. House grimaces in pain as Davis comes back and the Pretty Committee hit the Beauty Improvement Pass. Taylor covers.
Wendy House just barely kicks out.
The Pretty Committee angrily pulls House up and this time Taylor walks around, making sure the referee follows her. Davis knees House low and then sprays her in the face with something. Taylor returns and they hit House with the Spa Day. Taylor goes to cover.
Dixon comes back into the ring and uses Davis to break up the pin.
House rolls away as Taylor tries to flash roll-up Dixon.
Dixon kicks out.
Davis jumps at Dixon but Dixon catches her and spins into a vicious power slam. Taylor comes at Dixon and gets scooped up into body slam onto Davis. Dixon splashes both members of the Pretty Committee. She hooks Taylor’s leg as House pulls Davis away.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
Dixon sits up and nods as House sits against the ropes, still blinded from whatever was used on her earlier. Dixon goes over and picks up her partner, slipping from the ring to the floor as their championships are returned to them.
WINNERS AND STILL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: HOUSE OF DIX!!!
Bianca Davis kicks out.
Taylor kicks House in the face while the diminutive woman is still on her knees. Davis pulls House to her feet and hooks both arms from behind. Taylor starts to hammer away with punches and Davis nods, laughing as House takes a beating. Taylor slaps the taste out of House’s mouth and Davis spins House around to be able to get in a slap herself. House starts to collapse and Davis catches her. The Pretty Committee hits House with Plausible Deniability. House hits hard and Taylor covers her.
Wendy House kicks out.
Davis walks around so that the referee follows her while Taylor rakes House’s eyes and then kicks her low. House grimaces in pain as Davis comes back and the Pretty Committee hit the Beauty Improvement Pass. Taylor covers.
Wendy House just barely kicks out.
The Pretty Committee angrily pulls House up and this time Taylor walks around, making sure the referee follows her. Davis knees House low and then sprays her in the face with something. Taylor returns and they hit House with the Spa Day. Taylor goes to cover.
Dixon comes back into the ring and uses Davis to break up the pin.
House rolls away as Taylor tries to flash roll-up Dixon.
Dixon kicks out.
Davis jumps at Dixon but Dixon catches her and spins into a vicious power slam. Taylor comes at Dixon and gets scooped up into body slam onto Davis. Dixon splashes both members of the Pretty Committee. She hooks Taylor’s leg as House pulls Davis away.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
Dixon sits up and nods as House sits against the ropes, still blinded from whatever was used on her earlier. Dixon goes over and picks up her partner, slipping from the ring to the floor as their championships are returned to them.
WINNERS AND STILL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: HOUSE OF DIX!!!
Spazz: That was CLOSE dawg!
Koss: The Pretty Committee almost had themselves some tag team gold this night, but House of Dix just barely manages to outfox them this night!
Spazz: Man they was hurting after that match. HoD are gonna' have to step it up because the opposition is wising up and it's only a matter of time, yo!
Koss: You can only dodge bullets for so long before someone with a little more patience takes a moment to aim!
Koss: The Pretty Committee almost had themselves some tag team gold this night, but House of Dix just barely manages to outfox them this night!
Spazz: Man they was hurting after that match. HoD are gonna' have to step it up because the opposition is wising up and it's only a matter of time, yo!
Koss: You can only dodge bullets for so long before someone with a little more patience takes a moment to aim!
COMMERCIAL
TITLE UNIFICATION MATCH
Conquest vs Ascendant Championship
-LUTHER THUNDER (C)-VS-JERRY WATTS (C)-
The match begins with Watts coming at Thunder with hard rights and lefts, driving him back. He throws him to the ropes, catches Luther and hits THE ICONIC DROP! Pins him and Luther hurls him off, sitting up with a snarl. The two get to their feet with Jerry eating a THUNDERSTRUCK KICK that sends him down. Luther picks him up and hits a SPINNING SPINEBUSTER. He then hits GARVIN STOMPS and starts to wrench his arm, MANIPULATING THE JOINTS in painful ways. Jerry tries to fight back but a headbutt, followed by THE SWORD DAMOCLESE AND 1-2-3!!!
WINNER AND NEW ULTIMATE CONQUEST CHAMPION - LUTHER THUNDER!!!!
Luther hoists his title high in the air over his head as the Ascendant Championship is placed in a case and rolled off, retired. Jerry Watts is left needing assistance out of the ring.
Spazz: Short, sweet, and to the point like a fucking heart attack son!
Koss: Luther Thunder thoroughly owned Jerry Watts in this match!
Spazz: Thunder's a fuckin' UNIT! Of course he's gonna' school this pretty boy on what bad motherfuckery looks like!
Koss: Few people have gone toe to toe with Ursula Von Rossbach like he has and the passion he displayed earlier in the night clearly came into play here. Will Watts recover from such a mammoth beating? We'll have to wait and see.
COMMERCIAL
QUEEN OF THE SOUTH CHAMPIONSHIP
Loser Leaves SRW Match
-URSULA VON ROSSBACH (C)-VS-SAMANTHA TOLSON-
With a thunderous boom, the two powerhouses collide with Ursula dominating Samantha early in the match. The two batter each other with powerful kicks and strikes, the animosity so great that finesse goes out of the window as these two individual beat the living hell out of each other back and forth in the ring. It's less a wrestling match and more a straight shooting brawl. At several points the referee has to separate the two on the ropes. In one such instance, Ursula fires off a GREAT KICK that sends Samantha flipping over the ropes to fall straight to the floor! Ursula then follows up with a GENOCIDE DIVE on a rising Samantha but she sidesteps, letting the champion eat the floor hard! From there it's all Tolson, chipping away at Ursula with strikes and kicks, followed up with a HUGE NIGHTFALL SUPLEX that sends her through a table!!! The brawl goes on, wild and chaotic outside of the ring as Tolson continues to fling her stunned foe around until Ursula blocks a shot and levels her with a BIONIC HEADBUTT, then tosses her back into the ring! As soon as Ursula enters the ring, however, music plays....
As the arena lights dim to a dark blue, Ursula stands frozen, staring at the entrance arch. Her expression grows angrier by the second. Suddenly two women enter the ring, striking her from behind with A SHOVEL TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!!! The one carrying the shovel is 5' 11" slim and athletic, the other thick and heavy and standing at an imposing 6' 5" both with jet black hair, pale skin, and black leather ring gear. The referee throws the match out immediately!
NO CONTEST DUE TO INTERFERENCE!!!
Koss: THAT'S BECKY MERCY AND TRACY SIN!!!!
Spazz: HOLY SHIT!!!
Samantha Tolson rolls out of the ring as Tracy Sin and Becky mercy go on an all out assault on The Lady Terminator. She, however, is stunned from the shovel shot, swinging dazed and missing shots. Becky drops her with a second shovel shot, then rolls out of the ring as Tracy gathers Ursula up by her arms. Becky pulls a full sized COFFIN OUT FROM UNDER THE RING!!
Spazz: WHERE THE FUCK IS SECURITY?!!!
Koss: I don't know but Becky's got a Coffin!
Spazz: THE FUCK SHE GET A COFFIN FROM AND HOW'D IT GET UNDER OUR RING?!!!
Becky opens the coffin up as Tracy doubles Ursula over, hoists her up for a powerbomb, but grips her throat and CHOKEBOMBS HER OUT OF THE RING AND INTO THE COFFIN!!!! Becky laughs and locks the coffin shut with Ursula inside!
Koss: SHE'S LOCKED IN A COFFIN!!!!
Spazz: Theyz gonna' drag her up to the grave!!!
Koss: Mercy & Sin are dragging the champion to the back in a coffin! What in the hell is going on?!
Spazz: Fuck if I know!
Becky laughs maniacally as her partner drags the coffin.
Becky: BACK TO THE DIRT WHERE YOU BELONG BITCH!!! YOU THINK WE FORGOT?! THINK WE WENT AWAY?!!! BAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!
The coffin shifts and rattles as it's occupant starts fighting her way out of it. It's at that point that Samantha Tolson comes running at Tracy with a steel chair, clobbering the big woman in the head. The shot drives her back and she stands between the coffin sealed Ursula and Mercy & Sin, looking to fight them both on. Becky twirls her shovel and licks her lips, stepping forward only for...
Rebel: ALRIGHT! THAT'S FUCKING ENOUGH!!!
Out steps Melinda Rhodes along with her entire security team, outnumbering Mercy & Sin a good 20 to 1. The two look back to see the shocking sight of Ursula's fist exploding through the top of the coffin, followed by the lid being broken off it's hinges as Ursula sits up with a wild eyed, almost psychotic look on her face. She rises from her "grave" and it's then that Mercy & Sin nod and beat a hasty retreat through the crowd, bowling over several fans as they make their escape!
Koss: Hell of a way to end the show! Mercy & Sin are back and they are out to put Ursula Von Rossbach back in the grave they put her in!
Spazz: Why all this time later though? I remember when we did commentary at the Pitt and watched that shit go down. They kinda' fell off the grid after that shit.
Koss: Now? No one's safe... They were one of the most dominant tag teams of their time and the way they took Ursula down? It doesn't look like time away has slowed them down any wat all!
Spazz: Probably fuckin' stealin' souls in shit or whatever the fuck it is those two do!
Koss: That's all the time we have folks, thank you for watching and have a wonderful night!
NO CONTEST DUE TO INTERFERENCE!!!
Koss: THAT'S BECKY MERCY AND TRACY SIN!!!!
Spazz: HOLY SHIT!!!
Samantha Tolson rolls out of the ring as Tracy Sin and Becky mercy go on an all out assault on The Lady Terminator. She, however, is stunned from the shovel shot, swinging dazed and missing shots. Becky drops her with a second shovel shot, then rolls out of the ring as Tracy gathers Ursula up by her arms. Becky pulls a full sized COFFIN OUT FROM UNDER THE RING!!
Spazz: WHERE THE FUCK IS SECURITY?!!!
Koss: I don't know but Becky's got a Coffin!
Spazz: THE FUCK SHE GET A COFFIN FROM AND HOW'D IT GET UNDER OUR RING?!!!
Becky opens the coffin up as Tracy doubles Ursula over, hoists her up for a powerbomb, but grips her throat and CHOKEBOMBS HER OUT OF THE RING AND INTO THE COFFIN!!!! Becky laughs and locks the coffin shut with Ursula inside!
Koss: SHE'S LOCKED IN A COFFIN!!!!
Spazz: Theyz gonna' drag her up to the grave!!!
Koss: Mercy & Sin are dragging the champion to the back in a coffin! What in the hell is going on?!
Spazz: Fuck if I know!
Becky laughs maniacally as her partner drags the coffin.
Becky: BACK TO THE DIRT WHERE YOU BELONG BITCH!!! YOU THINK WE FORGOT?! THINK WE WENT AWAY?!!! BAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!
The coffin shifts and rattles as it's occupant starts fighting her way out of it. It's at that point that Samantha Tolson comes running at Tracy with a steel chair, clobbering the big woman in the head. The shot drives her back and she stands between the coffin sealed Ursula and Mercy & Sin, looking to fight them both on. Becky twirls her shovel and licks her lips, stepping forward only for...
Rebel: ALRIGHT! THAT'S FUCKING ENOUGH!!!
Out steps Melinda Rhodes along with her entire security team, outnumbering Mercy & Sin a good 20 to 1. The two look back to see the shocking sight of Ursula's fist exploding through the top of the coffin, followed by the lid being broken off it's hinges as Ursula sits up with a wild eyed, almost psychotic look on her face. She rises from her "grave" and it's then that Mercy & Sin nod and beat a hasty retreat through the crowd, bowling over several fans as they make their escape!
Koss: Hell of a way to end the show! Mercy & Sin are back and they are out to put Ursula Von Rossbach back in the grave they put her in!
Spazz: Why all this time later though? I remember when we did commentary at the Pitt and watched that shit go down. They kinda' fell off the grid after that shit.
Koss: Now? No one's safe... They were one of the most dominant tag teams of their time and the way they took Ursula down? It doesn't look like time away has slowed them down any wat all!
Spazz: Probably fuckin' stealin' souls in shit or whatever the fuck it is those two do!
Koss: That's all the time we have folks, thank you for watching and have a wonderful night!
The credits roll as "Ring of Fire" covered by Frog Leap Studios plays.....
-CREDITS-
-KATE STEELE-VS-CHRISTINA ZDUNICH-
-HALO (C)-VS-FAYE LANGE-
-CHELSEA WINSTON-VS-HIRATA DOKUEKI-
-CHRIST STYLES & SHELBY DAWSON-VS-SOCIALITES-
-PSYCHO MAGUIRE-VS-JULIET BLACK-
-HOUSE OF DIX (C)-VS-PRETTY COMMITTEE-
-LUTHER THUNDER (C)-VS-JERRY WATTS (C)-
-URSULA VON ROSSBACH (C)-VS-SAMANTHA TOLSON-
-NO CONTEST DUE TO INTERFERENCE-