Post by Melinda Rhodes on Mar 12, 2021 10:36:41 GMT -7
REBEL STAR ARENA
3/12/2021
INTRO
"Toxic" cover by Lauren Babic hit's the P/A system as the show begins! The stage is standard issue with the Southern Rebellion Winged Star graphic blazing across the titantron screen, surrounded by a steel pipe structure and dark red curtains. The fans cheer as pyro columns pop loud and bright on the stage in a myriad of colors, When the smoke clears, there stands a wicked looking Jenny Beck with spiked black hair and black leather pants, Black Flag Tanktop, black buckle boots and matching studded leather jacket.
SEGMENT
-TOM CANDY-VS-KASEY KASH-
3/12/2021
INTRO
Jenny Beck: FEEELIN' LIKE A FLOCK OF SAAAVVVAAAAGGGGGEEESSSSS!!!!!!
She bursts down to ringside, outstretched hands with, hitting running high fives along the way. Quickly arriving at ringside, she leaps up, slides across the canvas and hops to her feet!
Jenny Beck: IT'S TIME!!! IT'S TIME!!! IT'S SAVAGE LLLLLIIIVVVEEE!!!! JOE! MIKE! YOU KNOW WHAT TO DOOOOO!!!
*HUGE POP!*
We cut to the table to find Joe and Mike right where they usually are, doing what they do best.
Joe Koss: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to Savage Live! I'm Joe Koss alongside Mike Spazz.
Mike Spazz: YOU KNOW THE DEAL!!!!
Koss: That we do! There's twists and turns expected tonight as this is the go home show before DEATH MARCH in two weeks!!!
Spazz: You know they just called it that to tie in the month name and look cool n' shit, right?
Koss: Ours is to commentate, not poke fun at the booking committee, who also pays our paychecks!
Spazz: IT'S FUCKING BRILLIANT! Where's my bonus?
Spazz: You know they just called it that to tie in the month name and look cool n' shit, right?
Koss: Ours is to commentate, not poke fun at the booking committee, who also pays our paychecks!
Spazz: IT'S FUCKING BRILLIANT! Where's my bonus?
SEGMENT
We come back from a commercial break and as we do we are treated to the loud sounds of Monster by Paramore. Kate Steele makes her way down to the ring to a mixed reaction. She seems to be very focused as she continues to walk not paying any attention to the crowd. She is joined by her husband Teddy Warren and the two of them make their way inside of the ring. Kate calls for a microphone as she raises it slightly to her lips and begins to speak.
Koss: Kate Steele had been saying on Twitter that she was going to address some things in the ring.
Spazz: And she said that she was pissed off at Melinda for being put on Leave of Absence. I know Kate's got some shit to say yo!.
Kate takes a long deep breath as she raises the microphone up to her lips and begins to speak.
Kate: How is it going SRW faithful?! From the bottom of my heart can I just say that there is so much going through my head right now?! I have poured my heart and soul into this very company. I have given everything I had. One of the biggest things that I have achieved in this company is when I became the Conquest Champion. It was one of the best days of my life. I did all I could to become the champion. What I did was amazing and I turned away Bianca from getting anywhere near my title.
Kate shakes her head with a sigh as she continues to speak.
Kate: Yet what in the bloody fuck is my thanks for everything I put in?! Where was my respect?! I end up losing my championship in a match that I didn’t even get pinned in. If you ask me it’s a bunch of poppycock and no matter how you spin it I know for a fact that I deserve better than that. I am not afraid to admit that I have gotten my share of having my ass kicked in this company.
Spazz: Yous got paid to be here, but go lazy as fuck and stopped showing up for promo shoots!
Koss: Let her talk, Mike.
Kate nods her head as she looks at everyone as she speaks some more.
Kate: Hell there was a point when I kept running my mouth and putting my nose into Ursula’s business. She damn near destroyed me but it never killed me. At the end of the day it only made me stronger. No matter how much I have beaten I have always found a way to keep on fighting and that’s what I plan to do. When the going gets tough I have a habit of fighting to the very end. Although I guess I need to explain where I have been…
The crowd is silent as Kate takes a long deep breath and speaks.
Kate: The truth is my husband and I really haven’t been living up to our wrestling commitments. At the very beginning of the year in other promotions I know we made the announcement that we would be trying to have a baby and I can say with a smile on my face that my husband has delivered the goods.
Teddy begins to grin as he nods his head looking at his wife. The crowd roars with excitement as they begin to cheer as loudly as possible.
Kate: But it’s not what you think. You see there was a huge disagreement on whether I should give up my career for it or not. I didn’t wish to step away but Teddy ready wanted a child. So we found a surrogate mother in our sister in law Cynthia Warren, and she is carrying my egg mixed that in with my husband’s sperm, and we are pretty much pregnant!
Spazz: Uuuuuh why the fuck is this any of our business?
Koss: I have not the feintest clue.
Kate: With that being said I don’t have to go anywhere. I can focus on my wrestling and I am ready for a challenge. On this day forward I will be wrestling under my stage name of Diamond Steele. Nothing shines as bright as a Diamond and I await to see who is ready to stand tall against this precious Gem Stone… Thank you so much SRW and let it be known I am officially back!
Just as Kate Steele is about to leave the ring we can see two figures jumping through the crowd. Those figures enter the ring with Kendo Sticks in their hands. They quickly begin to assault Teddy as they beat him senseless. Those figures happened to be Brittany Williams and her aunt Jenny Williams. The two of them are going to town on Teddy before they focused on Diamond. They hit Kate as hard as they possibly can. It’s a total beat down as they just stomp the life out of Kate. The crowd begins to boo loudly as the Williams women are letting her have it. Brittany grabs the microphone as she screams into it.
Brittany: Nobody gives a fuck about what you want! This is my show! You think you are hot shit because mommy dearest signed your stupid band to her label?! You think you are the biggest star of Rose Productions! I AM THE STAR!!!! EVERYTHING SHOULD BE FOCUSED ON ME!!!!
Jenny: What my niece is saying is that you wouldn’t be anywhere had it not been for my brother who bought her movie studio! In other words you are property of the Williams and…
Before they could even finish that statement Crystal Zdunich rushes down to the ring like a bat out of hell. Brittany and Jenny quickly slide out of the ring as Crystal looks directly into the eyes of her daughter. She is begging her to get into the ring but Brittany backs away.
Crystal: Come on you little brat! I made you… Come fight me now!!!
Brittany and her aunt Jenny just back away as Crystal helps her friend Teddy and her one time protégé Diamond Steele. Diamond is in pain as she looks at the Williams women with a disgusted look on her face as we go to elsewhere.
Koss: Well that was certainly interesting.
Spazz: So we got a bunch of people that ain't been so much as promoting shit on twitter now all in the ring startin' shit with each other? And this confusing ass Surrogate Mother bullshit? What the fuck?
Koss: Well our opening bout is coming up next as Kasey Kash takes on local Georgia Wrestling Academy student Tom Candy, coming up next!!
Koss: Kate Steele had been saying on Twitter that she was going to address some things in the ring.
Spazz: And she said that she was pissed off at Melinda for being put on Leave of Absence. I know Kate's got some shit to say yo!.
Kate takes a long deep breath as she raises the microphone up to her lips and begins to speak.
Kate: How is it going SRW faithful?! From the bottom of my heart can I just say that there is so much going through my head right now?! I have poured my heart and soul into this very company. I have given everything I had. One of the biggest things that I have achieved in this company is when I became the Conquest Champion. It was one of the best days of my life. I did all I could to become the champion. What I did was amazing and I turned away Bianca from getting anywhere near my title.
Kate shakes her head with a sigh as she continues to speak.
Kate: Yet what in the bloody fuck is my thanks for everything I put in?! Where was my respect?! I end up losing my championship in a match that I didn’t even get pinned in. If you ask me it’s a bunch of poppycock and no matter how you spin it I know for a fact that I deserve better than that. I am not afraid to admit that I have gotten my share of having my ass kicked in this company.
Spazz: Yous got paid to be here, but go lazy as fuck and stopped showing up for promo shoots!
Koss: Let her talk, Mike.
Kate nods her head as she looks at everyone as she speaks some more.
Kate: Hell there was a point when I kept running my mouth and putting my nose into Ursula’s business. She damn near destroyed me but it never killed me. At the end of the day it only made me stronger. No matter how much I have beaten I have always found a way to keep on fighting and that’s what I plan to do. When the going gets tough I have a habit of fighting to the very end. Although I guess I need to explain where I have been…
The crowd is silent as Kate takes a long deep breath and speaks.
Kate: The truth is my husband and I really haven’t been living up to our wrestling commitments. At the very beginning of the year in other promotions I know we made the announcement that we would be trying to have a baby and I can say with a smile on my face that my husband has delivered the goods.
Teddy begins to grin as he nods his head looking at his wife. The crowd roars with excitement as they begin to cheer as loudly as possible.
Kate: But it’s not what you think. You see there was a huge disagreement on whether I should give up my career for it or not. I didn’t wish to step away but Teddy ready wanted a child. So we found a surrogate mother in our sister in law Cynthia Warren, and she is carrying my egg mixed that in with my husband’s sperm, and we are pretty much pregnant!
Spazz: Uuuuuh why the fuck is this any of our business?
Koss: I have not the feintest clue.
Kate: With that being said I don’t have to go anywhere. I can focus on my wrestling and I am ready for a challenge. On this day forward I will be wrestling under my stage name of Diamond Steele. Nothing shines as bright as a Diamond and I await to see who is ready to stand tall against this precious Gem Stone… Thank you so much SRW and let it be known I am officially back!
Just as Kate Steele is about to leave the ring we can see two figures jumping through the crowd. Those figures enter the ring with Kendo Sticks in their hands. They quickly begin to assault Teddy as they beat him senseless. Those figures happened to be Brittany Williams and her aunt Jenny Williams. The two of them are going to town on Teddy before they focused on Diamond. They hit Kate as hard as they possibly can. It’s a total beat down as they just stomp the life out of Kate. The crowd begins to boo loudly as the Williams women are letting her have it. Brittany grabs the microphone as she screams into it.
Brittany: Nobody gives a fuck about what you want! This is my show! You think you are hot shit because mommy dearest signed your stupid band to her label?! You think you are the biggest star of Rose Productions! I AM THE STAR!!!! EVERYTHING SHOULD BE FOCUSED ON ME!!!!
Jenny: What my niece is saying is that you wouldn’t be anywhere had it not been for my brother who bought her movie studio! In other words you are property of the Williams and…
Before they could even finish that statement Crystal Zdunich rushes down to the ring like a bat out of hell. Brittany and Jenny quickly slide out of the ring as Crystal looks directly into the eyes of her daughter. She is begging her to get into the ring but Brittany backs away.
Crystal: Come on you little brat! I made you… Come fight me now!!!
Brittany and her aunt Jenny just back away as Crystal helps her friend Teddy and her one time protégé Diamond Steele. Diamond is in pain as she looks at the Williams women with a disgusted look on her face as we go to elsewhere.
Koss: Well that was certainly interesting.
Spazz: So we got a bunch of people that ain't been so much as promoting shit on twitter now all in the ring startin' shit with each other? And this confusing ass Surrogate Mother bullshit? What the fuck?
Koss: Well our opening bout is coming up next as Kasey Kash takes on local Georgia Wrestling Academy student Tom Candy, coming up next!!
-TOM CANDY-VS-KASEY KASH-
The bell sounds and Kash and Candy lock-up in a traditional collar and elbow tie-up. Candy tries to take a side headlock but Kash jumps up into a kick to the side of the head. Candy staggers and kash hits a flying forearm smash. Candy falls into the ropes and kash clotheslines him over the top to the floor. Candy lands on the floor on his feet and Kash dives out onto him through the ropes, coming headfirst like a guided missile. Kash gets to his feet and smirks at the clearly staggered and caught off-guard Candy. Kash shrugs and then executes a pele kick that causes Candy to slump to the floor. Kash dives back into the ring and waits as the referee starts to count Candy out of the ring.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
4!!!
Candy starts to stand up.
5!!!
6!!!
Candy stumbles to the edge of the ring, nearly falling as he goes.
7!!!
8!!!
Candy climbs up onto the apron. Kash runs over and slingshots Candy back into the ring. As Candy staggers up, Kash grabs him for the ripcord bicycle knee. Candy stumbles away, his eyes almost completely glazed over. Kash catches him with a wicked Aussie Knee Party and covers.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
WINNER BY PINFALL: KASEY KASH!!!
Koss: Double K picks up the win over the local talent!
Spazz: When's this Kasey Kash guy going to really kick it up a notch? This guy's twitter handle is literally AT ASSHOLE written in leet speak! I expect huge things!!
Koss: Indeed, he hasn't been very vocal about SRW since joining.
The cameras quickly cut to the gorilla position where LA Beasley is doing some final stretching before her match with Faye Lange. LA Beasley leans back up when she notices the camera shooting her.
LA Beasley: Do you have to film this part of me?
The cameraman nodded his head as the camera moves up and down. LA shakes her head while laughing under her breath.
LA Beasley: Nervous!? I guess you can say that about me. I haven't competed inside a wrestling ring for a couple of years. What I have been able to see of Faye, she is an amazing talent. I'm looking for a competitive match.
LA is stretching her left arm over across her chest as she nods her head.
LA Beasley: I would love to win but there is nothing wrong with losing. Especially when you do your best and that's what I plan to do in this match. I'm going to do my best. So Faye, bring it darling.
LA continues to stretch as her sisters enter the picture. The camera slowly cuts away as the trio of women are conversing about the upcoming match.
-LA BEASELY-VS-FAYE LANGE-1!!!
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4!!!
Candy starts to stand up.
5!!!
6!!!
Candy stumbles to the edge of the ring, nearly falling as he goes.
7!!!
8!!!
Candy climbs up onto the apron. Kash runs over and slingshots Candy back into the ring. As Candy staggers up, Kash grabs him for the ripcord bicycle knee. Candy stumbles away, his eyes almost completely glazed over. Kash catches him with a wicked Aussie Knee Party and covers.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
WINNER BY PINFALL: KASEY KASH!!!
Koss: Double K picks up the win over the local talent!
Spazz: When's this Kasey Kash guy going to really kick it up a notch? This guy's twitter handle is literally AT ASSHOLE written in leet speak! I expect huge things!!
Koss: Indeed, he hasn't been very vocal about SRW since joining.
SEGMENT
The cameras quickly cut to the gorilla position where LA Beasley is doing some final stretching before her match with Faye Lange. LA Beasley leans back up when she notices the camera shooting her.
LA Beasley: Do you have to film this part of me?
The cameraman nodded his head as the camera moves up and down. LA shakes her head while laughing under her breath.
LA Beasley: Nervous!? I guess you can say that about me. I haven't competed inside a wrestling ring for a couple of years. What I have been able to see of Faye, she is an amazing talent. I'm looking for a competitive match.
LA is stretching her left arm over across her chest as she nods her head.
LA Beasley: I would love to win but there is nothing wrong with losing. Especially when you do your best and that's what I plan to do in this match. I'm going to do my best. So Faye, bring it darling.
LA continues to stretch as her sisters enter the picture. The camera slowly cuts away as the trio of women are conversing about the upcoming match.
The bell sounds and the two competitors circle each other. L.A. tries to use her striking to get in close but Faye knocks her aside and throws her towards the corner. L.A. scrambles to the top and leaps off into an RVD-style single legged kick from the top. Faye goes down and L.A. goes back to the corner for a big splash. She lands and holds for the cover.
Faye kicks out.
L.A. goes back to the corner and looks for a moonsault. Faye gets up and catches her, snapping off a big powerslam in response. Faye hotels for the cover.
L.A. kicks out.
Faye grabs an arm and holds L.A. down, using her four inch height advantage to maintain dominant leverage and position. L.A tries to get away but Faye stops her three times before L.A. finally manages to swing into a kick. As she goes for a second kick, Faye catches the leg and swings L.A. around, smashing her into the corner. L.A. bounces hard off the turnbuckles and Faye scoops her up for a running powerslam. Faye hooks the leg.
L.A. kicks out.
Faye tries to mount L.A. and gets cradled for her efforts.
Faye kicks out.
The competitors regain their original upright positions and L.A. starts to take over with strikes, alternating between punches, kicks and elbows to move Faye back to the corner. Fye ducks a big kick attempt by L.A. and moves back towards the middle of the ring. L.A. turns to go after her and gets caught in a double leg spinebuster.
L.A. kicks out.
Faye mounts L.A. and starts to rain punches down, drawing blood as she does so. L.A. throws her legs up and tries to take an arm-in triangle choke. Faye looks to block it and elevates, looking to reverse into a powerbomb. L.A. switches her grip and reverses into a tornado ddt. L.A. covers.
Faye kicks out.
Both get to their feet and L.A. tries to start striking again. Faye knocks her loose and looks to hook her up for the Maelstrom. L.A. sidesteps and jumps into the Fallen Halo. L.A. covers.
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2!!!
3!!!
WINNER BY PINFALL: LA BEASLEY!!!
Koss: LA Beasley with a big win over the Danish Knockout!
Spazz: Faye not looking too happy about it, but the fuck can she do? That sidestep counter with the Fallen Halo was a thing of beauty! Don't sleep on this one, she gonna' knock yo' ass OUT!!!
Koss: Indeed!
Faye kicks out.
L.A. goes back to the corner and looks for a moonsault. Faye gets up and catches her, snapping off a big powerslam in response. Faye hotels for the cover.
L.A. kicks out.
Faye grabs an arm and holds L.A. down, using her four inch height advantage to maintain dominant leverage and position. L.A tries to get away but Faye stops her three times before L.A. finally manages to swing into a kick. As she goes for a second kick, Faye catches the leg and swings L.A. around, smashing her into the corner. L.A. bounces hard off the turnbuckles and Faye scoops her up for a running powerslam. Faye hooks the leg.
L.A. kicks out.
Faye tries to mount L.A. and gets cradled for her efforts.
Faye kicks out.
The competitors regain their original upright positions and L.A. starts to take over with strikes, alternating between punches, kicks and elbows to move Faye back to the corner. Fye ducks a big kick attempt by L.A. and moves back towards the middle of the ring. L.A. turns to go after her and gets caught in a double leg spinebuster.
L.A. kicks out.
Faye mounts L.A. and starts to rain punches down, drawing blood as she does so. L.A. throws her legs up and tries to take an arm-in triangle choke. Faye looks to block it and elevates, looking to reverse into a powerbomb. L.A. switches her grip and reverses into a tornado ddt. L.A. covers.
Faye kicks out.
Both get to their feet and L.A. tries to start striking again. Faye knocks her loose and looks to hook her up for the Maelstrom. L.A. sidesteps and jumps into the Fallen Halo. L.A. covers.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
WINNER BY PINFALL: LA BEASLEY!!!
Koss: LA Beasley with a big win over the Danish Knockout!
Spazz: Faye not looking too happy about it, but the fuck can she do? That sidestep counter with the Fallen Halo was a thing of beauty! Don't sleep on this one, she gonna' knock yo' ass OUT!!!
Koss: Indeed!
SEGMENT
The cameras cut to the back as Valerie Beasley is just putting on her fighting gloves as her good friend JT Holt walks into the shot.
JT: Are you ready for tonight?
Valerie nods her head.
Valerie Beasley: I am always ready. This match will be no different. I appreciate the kind remarks of Justice Cross but I know better.
JT helps wrap her wrists with tape as Valerie continues.
Valerie Beasley: Tonight Justice and I will do battle but I'm not going to be the one who is left lying on the ground. She can talk about the years she's been in this business. That's good but I don't care. All I care about is what happens on tonight. Tonight, you will come face to face with me. Unfortunately, you will be the one left looking up at the lights.
JT looks at Valerie.
JT: You ready?
Valerie nods her head.
Valerie: Justice, BEWARE THE FIST.
Valerie doesn't smile as she steps out of the shot with JT following right behind her.
-JUSTICE CROSS-VS-VALERIE BEASELY-
The bell sounds and the two competitors lock-up in a collar and elbow tie-up. Valerie starts to strike out of it and Justice is driven back into the corner. Valerie hammers away, looking to put Justice down quickly only for Justice to duck a punch and catches Valerie for a sit-out facebuster. Valerie hits hard, caught completely off-balance and Justice covers.
Valerie kicks out.
Justice hooks an arm and goes through a series of attempted submissions that Valerie rolls through and counters every time. The two trade submission attempts until Justice starts for a rolling cross armbreaker and Valerie slips out to the floor. Valrie climbs back up onto the apron and Justice hits a step-up enziguri that sends Valerie to the floor. Justice goes out and pulls Valerie up, dumping her into the ring. Valerie rolls away from the ropes and Justice slingshots herself into a flying leg drop. Justice covers.
Valerie kicks out.
Valrie rolls into a crucifix. Justice reverses into a cradle. Valerie reverses into a different cradle. The two trade two counts and reversals until Valerie finally rolls over, hooks Justice in a front facelock and deadlifts her up into a stalling vertical suplex. They crash to the mat and Valerie covers.
Justice kicks out.
Valerie looks for a camel clutch but Justice blocks it. Valerie rolls her forward into a cradle that Justice reverses into a sunset flip style pin.
Valerie kicks out.
Both get back to their feet and Justice goes for an octopus hold. Valerie tries to block it and Valerie swings through and hits a shining wizard instead. Justice covers.
Valerie kicks out.
As they rise to their feet, Valerie gives Justice the Beasley Shuffle and then follows with the VB Drop. Valerie covers.
Justice kicks out.
The two get to their knees and start trading shots. Justice starts up to her feet and Valerie hits the Go To Sleep and The Fist in rapid succession. Justice goes down and Valerie covers her.
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2!!!
3!!!
WINNER BY PINFALL: VALERIE BEASELY!!!
Koss: Impressive debut victory for The Fist in SRW!!!
Spazz: Justice Cross ain't no slouch yo! She'll fuck you up, but that being said, VBeez is deffo not to be taken lightly!
The camera opens a shot in the dressing room on SRW Hardcore Champion Haylie Jo “Halo” Annis as she stands with her championship on her right shoulder.
Halo: Aurora Zambrotta, Cherry Deville and Rose…
Halo nods knowingly to the camera.
Halo: This is my fourth straight show with a Hardcore Championship match!
Her right hand rises with her index finger extended.
Halo: January 28th, I took the title from Katie Chaos and pretty much damn well ended her ass!
Her middle finger joins its sibling.
Halo: February 11, it was Faye Lange comin for me and ain’t nobody can say they thought I was gonna stand tall against that giant Viking woman!
Her ring finger adds a third to the parade.
Halo: February 25, Juliet Fuckin’ Black came for me and there ain’t nobody this side of Psycho Maguire can claim to be even in her fuckin’ time zone as a hardcore fighter!
Her pinky finger makes the collection of four complete.
Halo: So now it’s a fourway with three more women that should be able to put me down, especially when they’re fighting me at the same damn time!
She shrugs.
Halo: And I say, let’s kick this pig and start the fuckin’ party, y’all! I been through insanity fior the last three shows, what’s a little more?
A small smile forms.
Halo: And I know, I come out of this one with this still on my shoulder, then I’ve damn well earned my place atop that championship mountain because I will have run a gauntlet ain’t no other champion here can say they done did!
Halo nods pointedly.
Halo: Like I said, let’s kick this pig!
Valerie kicks out.
Justice hooks an arm and goes through a series of attempted submissions that Valerie rolls through and counters every time. The two trade submission attempts until Justice starts for a rolling cross armbreaker and Valerie slips out to the floor. Valrie climbs back up onto the apron and Justice hits a step-up enziguri that sends Valerie to the floor. Justice goes out and pulls Valerie up, dumping her into the ring. Valerie rolls away from the ropes and Justice slingshots herself into a flying leg drop. Justice covers.
Valerie kicks out.
Valrie rolls into a crucifix. Justice reverses into a cradle. Valerie reverses into a different cradle. The two trade two counts and reversals until Valerie finally rolls over, hooks Justice in a front facelock and deadlifts her up into a stalling vertical suplex. They crash to the mat and Valerie covers.
Justice kicks out.
Valerie looks for a camel clutch but Justice blocks it. Valerie rolls her forward into a cradle that Justice reverses into a sunset flip style pin.
Valerie kicks out.
Both get back to their feet and Justice goes for an octopus hold. Valerie tries to block it and Valerie swings through and hits a shining wizard instead. Justice covers.
Valerie kicks out.
As they rise to their feet, Valerie gives Justice the Beasley Shuffle and then follows with the VB Drop. Valerie covers.
Justice kicks out.
The two get to their knees and start trading shots. Justice starts up to her feet and Valerie hits the Go To Sleep and The Fist in rapid succession. Justice goes down and Valerie covers her.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
WINNER BY PINFALL: VALERIE BEASELY!!!
Koss: Impressive debut victory for The Fist in SRW!!!
Spazz: Justice Cross ain't no slouch yo! She'll fuck you up, but that being said, VBeez is deffo not to be taken lightly!
SEGMENT
The camera opens a shot in the dressing room on SRW Hardcore Champion Haylie Jo “Halo” Annis as she stands with her championship on her right shoulder.
Halo: Aurora Zambrotta, Cherry Deville and Rose…
Halo nods knowingly to the camera.
Halo: This is my fourth straight show with a Hardcore Championship match!
Her right hand rises with her index finger extended.
Halo: January 28th, I took the title from Katie Chaos and pretty much damn well ended her ass!
Her middle finger joins its sibling.
Halo: February 11, it was Faye Lange comin for me and ain’t nobody can say they thought I was gonna stand tall against that giant Viking woman!
Her ring finger adds a third to the parade.
Halo: February 25, Juliet Fuckin’ Black came for me and there ain’t nobody this side of Psycho Maguire can claim to be even in her fuckin’ time zone as a hardcore fighter!
Her pinky finger makes the collection of four complete.
Halo: So now it’s a fourway with three more women that should be able to put me down, especially when they’re fighting me at the same damn time!
She shrugs.
Halo: And I say, let’s kick this pig and start the fuckin’ party, y’all! I been through insanity fior the last three shows, what’s a little more?
A small smile forms.
Halo: And I know, I come out of this one with this still on my shoulder, then I’ve damn well earned my place atop that championship mountain because I will have run a gauntlet ain’t no other champion here can say they done did!
Halo nods pointedly.
Halo: Like I said, let’s kick this pig!
HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP
HARDCORE FATAL FOUR-WAY!
-HALO (C)-VS-AURORA ZAMBROTTA-VS-CHERRY DEVILLE-VS-ROSE-
The bell sounds and all four ladies look at each other. Halo jumps at Rose while Cherry and Aurora pair off. Two sets of punches are traded, Halo and Rose simultaneous to Aurora and Cherry. Rose overpowers Halo and shoves her to the floor. Cherry tries to flash cradle Aurora but Rose breaks it up and drags Cherry up by her hair. Rose slaps Cherry across the face and then sets for a powerbomb only for Aurora to roll her up from behind.
Rose kicks out.
Cherry goes to the corner and jumps over Rose for a sunset flip. Aurora gets a rolling neck snap on Cherry. As Aurora starts to stand up, Halo comes into the ring and cracks Aurora across the back with a pool cue. Aurora falls to all fours and Halo smashes the pool cue across her back. Aurora goes down, writhing in pain. Halo tosses away the smaller end and jams the broken part of the fat end into Aurora’s forehead. Aurora cries out as the blood starts to flow from her wound. Cherry rolls out to the floor, grabs a chair and then a kendo stick. She shoves the chair into the ring and then dives in next to it. She cracks Halo over the back of the head with the kendo stick. Halo moves away clutching at her head. Rose grabs the chair and blasts Halo in the back with it. Halo goes down and Rose swings on Cherry. Cherry movies and Rose hits Aurora instead. As Rose raises the chair up, Cherry hitsa dropkick to the chair that knocks it back into Rose’s face. Rose goes down and Cherry covers.
Rose kicks out.
Cherry jumps on Aurora to cover.
Rose breaks it up.
Rose pulls Cherry over and hits the Bang Bang Your Dead.
Halo breaks it up.
Rose shoves her aside and takes a chair shot from Halo. Rose staggers and Halo hits her a second time with the chair. Rose goes down and Halo hits her a third time with the chair. Cherry staggers up, grabs Aurora and hits the Cherry Bomb.
Halo breaks it up.
Halo grabs the kendo stick and cracks Cherry in the mouth with it. Cherry goes down bleeding from the mouth. Halo breaks the kendo stock over Cherry and then turns her attention back to the back on all fours Rose. Halo runs over and hits her with Black 13. Rose goes down. Cherry tries to go for the cover on Aurora but Halo intercepts her and hits 2 Minutes 2 Midnight. Halo grabs the chair and hits Aurora in the arm with it. Aurora clutches at the arm. Halo hits her again and then grabs the arm for Halo On Fire. Aurora cries out in pain and then passes out from both pain and blood loss.
The referee calls for the bell.
WINNER AND STILL HARDCORE CHAMPION BY TECHNICAL SUBMISSION: HALO!!!!
Spazz: Blood loss and pain can fuck you up son!
Koss: Neither Cherry nor Rose could get Halo off of Aurora's arm fast enough to stop the referee's declaration in this match!
Spazz: Aurora's arm might be fucked yo. Halo really jacked that shit up!
Koss: Indeed. We'll learn more later on after the EMT's look her over.
Rose kicks out.
Cherry goes to the corner and jumps over Rose for a sunset flip. Aurora gets a rolling neck snap on Cherry. As Aurora starts to stand up, Halo comes into the ring and cracks Aurora across the back with a pool cue. Aurora falls to all fours and Halo smashes the pool cue across her back. Aurora goes down, writhing in pain. Halo tosses away the smaller end and jams the broken part of the fat end into Aurora’s forehead. Aurora cries out as the blood starts to flow from her wound. Cherry rolls out to the floor, grabs a chair and then a kendo stick. She shoves the chair into the ring and then dives in next to it. She cracks Halo over the back of the head with the kendo stick. Halo moves away clutching at her head. Rose grabs the chair and blasts Halo in the back with it. Halo goes down and Rose swings on Cherry. Cherry movies and Rose hits Aurora instead. As Rose raises the chair up, Cherry hitsa dropkick to the chair that knocks it back into Rose’s face. Rose goes down and Cherry covers.
Rose kicks out.
Cherry jumps on Aurora to cover.
Rose breaks it up.
Rose pulls Cherry over and hits the Bang Bang Your Dead.
Halo breaks it up.
Rose shoves her aside and takes a chair shot from Halo. Rose staggers and Halo hits her a second time with the chair. Rose goes down and Halo hits her a third time with the chair. Cherry staggers up, grabs Aurora and hits the Cherry Bomb.
Halo breaks it up.
Halo grabs the kendo stick and cracks Cherry in the mouth with it. Cherry goes down bleeding from the mouth. Halo breaks the kendo stock over Cherry and then turns her attention back to the back on all fours Rose. Halo runs over and hits her with Black 13. Rose goes down. Cherry tries to go for the cover on Aurora but Halo intercepts her and hits 2 Minutes 2 Midnight. Halo grabs the chair and hits Aurora in the arm with it. Aurora clutches at the arm. Halo hits her again and then grabs the arm for Halo On Fire. Aurora cries out in pain and then passes out from both pain and blood loss.
The referee calls for the bell.
WINNER AND STILL HARDCORE CHAMPION BY TECHNICAL SUBMISSION: HALO!!!!
Spazz: Blood loss and pain can fuck you up son!
Koss: Neither Cherry nor Rose could get Halo off of Aurora's arm fast enough to stop the referee's declaration in this match!
Spazz: Aurora's arm might be fucked yo. Halo really jacked that shit up!
Koss: Indeed. We'll learn more later on after the EMT's look her over.
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The lights in the arena suddenly go out, the crowd reacting in surprise before lights appear everywhere like fireflies drawn to a flame.
Spazz: The hell is going on, Koss? We experiencing a power outage or something?
Koss: I have no idea, and what's with all the tiny lights swirling around. Whatever it is, the crowd seems to be getting into it with their phones out.
I will break into your thoughts
With what's written on my heart
I will... BREAK!
At the scream of BREAK, blindingly bright pyro goes off as Eavan Maloney walks out in a black leather jacket and pants ensemble, and red bandana on her head. The crowd starts a Holy Shit chant which causes Eavan to snicker a little.
Spazz: What the fuck?! What is SHE doing here?
Koss: Looks like our boss went and pulled the coup of the century and signed what many would consider a lightning rod in this industry.
Spazz: I don't know about that but what I do know is that she stole Axl's wardrobe and is fucking KILLING IT DAWG!!!
Eavan walks down to ringside with a purpose, and as she looks around at the crowd, she walks over to the announce table and climbs onto it, gets in Spazz's face and kisses him on the forehead. She crawls off and calls for a microphone as Koss can be seen checking on a shocked Spazz. Koss gives her a look and Eavan smiles back and nods as she steps in the ring.
Spazz: She's hot but.... WTF? They're supposed to hate me, Joe! That's the schtick!
Koss: Schtick blown buddy.
Eavan paces around the ring, trying to put her nerves in check as she looks around again. Meanwhile Koss is still trying to tend to Spazz who’s just now getting back into his chair. Eavan winks over in their direction before composing herself again.
Eavan: Do NOT adjust your television sets, people. I'm not out here in some horrible orange one piece and a bad wig, I’m the real deal. Krigare, the Serpent of Chaos, the Harley Quinn of Wrestling, whatever you want to call me, Eavan Motherfuckin’ Maloney is in Southern Rebellion Wrestling, y’all.
A large majority of the crowd respond with a mixed reaction of boos and cheers, which causes Eavan to smirk as she paces the ring.
Eavan: There's a saying in this business that you never know what can happen. A favored wrestler gets injured and has to retire. An underdog pulls off an upset and wins a championship. A face you wouldn't expect to see in your favorite wrestling company shows up out of the blue. Those are the moments I lived for as a lifelong fan of the sport, and inside the ring for the last decade.
Eavan continues to pace the ring, stretching her neck as she settles into being in an SRW ring.
Eavan: Now, you're probably wondering how it happened. It isn't like I just walked in the front door and flipped off a couple of security guards on the way out here. Scratch that, I did flip off security but it was out of love. True story. Actually, I contacted Rhodes a couple of weeks ago, buried whatever animosity there was between us and got talking about doing business together. Kept that shit under wraps until this very moment. Hell, until about ten minutes ago, I was sitting in a concession stand, wolfing down a couple of cheeseburgers while I was watching the show. Nobody knew I was here. The question though begs asking. WHY… am I here so close to Death March?
The crowd starts to get excited and electric before Eavan sits on the middle rope, looking up the ramp as if she's talking directly to the locker room.
Eavan: Well, it couldn't be for a title match. See, I'm not like certain people who show up and demand the top spot… yes, I'm talking about you, Abs. I’m not taking anything away from the champs here, I’ve always prided myself in earning my keep, but if my name and my accomplishments move me up the ladder a little quicker than others, I don’t complain about that either. Let’s talk about the champs, shall we? Haylie Jo Annis is family and there's not many of us that are as Hardcore as she is. The Yorkshire Terror? YOU I might aim for sooner rather than later. For now, though, you’re safe. I’m also going to say this, straight up. I’m glad to see a company who truly appreciates what The Shieldmaidens bring to the table. Bullet, Bandit, you’ve earned those tag titles. Wear them proud, and fuck up anyone who tries to take them from you.
Eavan pauses again, gets up from the rope and takes a deep sigh and lowers her head, knowing full-well she could set off explosives.
Eavan: And at the top of the heap, we have the big, bad, Ursula Von Rossbach. It’s funny how we supposedly have beef and yet we’ve never faced off against one another. I’ll give you all the props in the world, but I am saying this right here tonight. You and I WILL face off one of these days. And while the rest of your opponents walk in with apprehension, a bit of butterflies in their bellies, I’m not one of them. I’ve beaten big, I’ve beaten bad. I’ve taken lickings and kept on ticking, and I’m just the right balance of crazy and talented to not know any better. You have my respect, Ursula, I’ll give you that. What you won’t get from me, not now, not ever, is fear. Our match, though, won’t be in two weeks’ time. Nah, I’m going to wait on you, study you, dissect you and climb up the proverbial ladder, but we’ll fight. Death March requires my focus to be elsewhere, on somebody I’ve waited for for a long, long time.
Eavan takes off her jacket, revealing a black t-shirt with the hashtag #FreeSeleana2021. The crowd pops large as Eavan sits on the middle rope again, this time facing the hard camera.
Eavan: It’s been what, two, three years Hilton? We’ve all watched you swing from caring about your family to screwing them over at every opportunity. Going from saying you love your wife to fucking around behind her back only to bring the new bitch into the fold… and then the two of you leaving Seleana holding the bag. Then again, cheating is something you’re known for, isn’t it? How many husbands was it? Oh, and Salvatore’s fiance the night before they were to be married? Oh, and let’s not forget you bringing an immuno-compromised child to a show, having her in the front row, and almost put her in harm’s way? Are you seeing the portrait I’m painting here, Crystal? And in those three years, I’ve had Seleana who has the patience of a saint telling me that away from all this, you’re different. That I should try to accept you into the family. And yet week in, week out, day in, day out, I watch and hear of you fucking up something, somewhere, someone. Looking out for yourself above all others. And honestly, I am beyond sick and fucking tired of it. And I see it in Seleana's eyes, in Zenna's, in Katra's, in Maja's, everyone in MY family's eyes. That look that says if it wasn't for the damn pride that binds them, you'd be gone and forgotten without a second thought. So, when Rhodes and I were talking about potential opponents for me at Death March, it had to be you. I gave my word to Dani Lopez in WWA that I wouldn’t lay a finger on you over there, but that promise means jack and shit here in SRW. At Death March, there will be no countout, no disqualification and no half-baked exploding ring. At Death March, it ain’t even about getting the W over you. Nah, at Death March, I’m going to straight up beat the bitch out of you.
Eavan drops the mic as her music plays again.
Koss: Well there you have it, ladies and gentlemen! Eavan Maloney is back in SRW and with a thirst for the blood of Crystal Zdunich!
Spazz: She also has lined up a few shots and is taking aim like a motherfuckin' baws! I know Ursula Von Rossbach ain't gonna' like being called out in any capacity.
Koss: Krigare says she has no fear, but how's Ursula's favorite phrase go? Fear is not a requirement for her success?
Spazz: Something like that, fuck if I know, but next up is Chris Styles vs Motherfucking Hirata "Poison Dragon" Dokueki! That bitch is CRAZAAAAYYY!!!
-CHRIS STYLES-VS-HIRATA DOKUEKI-
Chris Styles seems like a hulking, towering monster of a man next to Hirata Dokueki and yet he seems a little ill at ease with the venomous smile of his opponent this night. She side steps a grapple, peppering him in the ribs with a few fast jabs and a hard forearm shot before slipping behind him to fire off a few fast kicks to the inside of his shin. He spins around, throwing lumber at her and she ducks, catching him with a hard headbutt straight to his sternum, followed by a muay thai roundhouse kick that snaps his head to one side and sends him stumbling towards the ropes! She rushes in to do more damage, only for Chris to dip the shoulder, catch her on it and easily power lift her up and over the ropes for a hard landing outside the ring!
She rises just in time to meet a massive wall of meat and muscle crashing down on her as Chris Styles slingshots himself up and over the ropes to the outside with a suicide splash! He hops to his feet with a fist pump shouting, "I AIN'T GOIN' EASY WITH THE DRAGON TONIGHT!" He spins around and hits Dokueki with a running knee to the side of her head as she was in mid rise, sending her rolling into the railing near the Spanish Announce table. Chris knocks the monitors and paper work off, telling the announcers to get back. He then gathers Dokueki up and PUTS HER THROUGH THE TABLE WITH THE DRIVER!!!!
There he leaves her in the wreckage, rolling back into the ring as the referee continues his count, but much to his surprise, Dokueki is back in the ring at the count of 9 and looking rather vicious now. He sets for a charge and she bursts across the ring with a running kick! Styles seems a bit more ready as he blocks most of the kicks and elbow strikes, though one manages to impact with his chest hard enough to send him back a few steps. He responds with a wild haymaker that actually catches Dokueki, spinning her around with enough force to drop her to one knee, yet rise again with a stumble. She wipes at the small trickle of blood running down her chin and grins with...delight?
She turns into a second punch that snaps her head to the side, but this time she rights herself and cracks Chris just as hard! The big man responds in similar fashion and the two are trading shots until DRAGON'S BREATH OUTTA' NOWHERE!!! Chris claws at his face, screaming as Dokueki hits THE SHINING BLACK, knocking Styles flat on his back! She then locks on THE SERPENT'S EMBRACE!!! Styles fights with every ounce of his being but being dead center in the middle of the ring, locked into a difficult hold by a freakishly strong individual, he's forced to tap....
WINNER BY TAP OUT: HIRATA DOKUEKI!!!!
Koss: The Poison Dragon struck like a viper and while Chris Styles managed a great effort, it was not enough against the monster in our midst!
Spazz: Fuck dawg, she might be able to take Ursula in a fight! I know they got a challenge coming after Ursula takes care of those two fucking-sickles, Mercy & Sin, but I seriously think this Dragon lady could do the trick!
Koss: For now, we'll have to wait and see.
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We come back from the commercial, where we see Luther Thunder, flanked by his lovely wife Esme, standing in the ring. Luther has a microphone in his hand, and a fierce expression in his eyes; while his wife seems comparatively more calm.
Luther Thunder: Since I came to this company as it’s FIRST male signing of the roster, I have gone above and beyond to make SRW and it’s roster better. Despite my unfortunate loss on the debut match I have since made such waves across the ranks that even UVR herself acknowledges my body of work. I went to hell and back with the proverbial rabid zombie pitbull Juliet Black and needless to say that my match against Jerry Watts for the unification of two great championships to one even greater championship is the stuff that legends are made of!
The crowd reacts with a mixed response, some agree and others don't. They are loud enough and we can see the anger on the Dutchman’s face.
Luther Thunder:..only to have it all ruined by the “Yorkshire Terror” Crazy Crazy Millar and that old buzzard of a bastard he calls a dad, that senile old sasquatch should be anywhere near a wrestling ring, let alone inside it wearing the striped shirt and officiating a match..and letting his decision stand!?! I’ll tell you what--
“Firepower” by Judas Priest hits the PA, which as it announces the arrival of a man less popular than Lord Satan himself, makes this the one acceptable time to boo a Judas Priest song. Sure enough, the little shit walks out with a huge smile on his face, his Ultimate Conquest Championship slung the wrong way over his shoulder; his father (and licenced official apparently) Winston Millar-Dyson towering above him. CCM holds the belt aloft, smugly smirking at the cacophony of negative noises that shower him, before the dastardly duo make their way to the ring; Luther’s eyes never leaving the diminutive devil himself. CCM looks as though he’s going to step into the ring, but meeting Luther’s gaze, he decides discretion is the better part of valour, and stays outside.
CCM: You know, I always wondered where you got off on interrupting my mic time, but now I kinda get it. This is fun, huh dad?
WMD: Indeed. Besides, why’s this guy getting mic time anyway? Who even cares what a LOSER like him has to say?
CCM: Oh quite, I’m sure these people would much rather hear from the CHAMP, right?
The wall of boos is deafening.
CCM: Work quicker vendors, these people are demanding drinks, dammit!
WMD: I know what will cheer them up, why don’t you tell them about the time you beat Luther Thunder!
His son nods.
CCM: Oh I should do that shouldn’t I? I mean it’s a really funny story to bring up and for once, we have him RIGHT HERE to answer to all the questions these fine people might have like umm...Oi! Luthie? What’s it like to tap out to a guy about half your size?!
WMD chuckles.
WMD: You should tell them about the time you beat Luther Thunder.
CCM. I just did!
WMD: Yeah, but you did it twice.
CCM: I did didn’t I!? Holy cow, hey people wanna hear about how I beat Luther Thunder AGAIN?!
Crowd cheers and the Yorkshire Terror smirks.
CCM: Well why don’t you go back and watch the last show then! You people aren’t paying for my time..
WMD: You are right though, you know who is?
CCM: Who?
This mockery went on long enough when the Dutchman barks out of the ring.
Luther Thunder: I AM! You two idiots can’t just barge in here when I’m making a point!
WMD: now THAT, that one there IS funny. You know why?
CCM: No, why pray tell why is that funny Dad?
The seven foot Brit smirks, crossing his arms over that huge chest.
WMD: Isn’t this the same bloke who barged in to your interview with ChaCha.
CCM: Hey! You are right HE DID IT, HE ABSOLUTELY DID.
His dad nodded.
WMD: twice actually.
CCM: That bastard! I mean if we were counting match interviews and actual matches the same, me and Blunder here would be tied..well except I’d be winning now since I’m here on his time and his dime. So I’d be winning, which I kinda actually am because..
Luther Thunder: SHUT UP! SHUT THE HELL UP THE PAIR OF YOU! Goddamn Chuckleheads are here wasting precious time depriving these fans of actual in-ring competition!
CCM: Actual in-ring competition, huh? You mean your match with Jerry Watts? Right, I’m sure people really wanna see you two LOSERS, you two FORMER CHAMPIONS go at it. Maybe Mel Rhodes can usher up some participation awards for all you guys’ hard work.
Esme finally speaks up.
Esme: You’re real funny, huh? How about you give Luther a rematch for that damn title if you’re so freaking tough?
CCM thinks about this for a second.
CCM: Maybe I could consider that... I mean, if he asked me... reeeeeeaaaaally nicely. Maybe bowed a little. Showed the proper respect and etiquette befitting of a champion like myself. What you think dad?
Luther Thunder: I THINK YOU SHOULD GO FUCK YOURSELF!
CCM: See? This is just the kind of insolate behaviour I am talking about Dad, the state of today’s youth..if only he was raised good and proper like me.
WMD: You know he might have a contractual rematch…
Luther Thunder: Yeah! So you can’t just stand there and demand shit!
CCM: ..oh but Luther, I can, this one right here says I can.
He points a thumb at his dad.
Luther Thunder: He can’t make decisions like that, he's just a damn referee!
CCM: Oh sorry..Dad, help?
WMD taps at the Ultimate Conquest Championship pointing at it with both fingers like guns.
CCM: THIS says I can, because I am a champion and you, well as everyone can see. ..are not.
Luther Thunder: I want my damn rematch Millar.
CCM: ..say, please..and sir.
Luther Thunder: I’m not gonna--
CCM: Do it!
The Thunders exchange glances. Both seem to be angry enough to rush up the ramp and murder the two men, finally Esme nodded and Luther begrudgingly utters out.
Luther Thunder: please sir, I want my rematch.
The older Millar looks confused, cupping an ear.
CCM: He’s a bit bad for hearing..try it louder.
We can see the anger rise up in Luther’s face.
Luther Thunder: PLEASE SIR I want my REMATCH.
Yorkshire Terror whispers into his microphone.
CCM: louder.
Now Luther is bellowing from the top of his lungs, face about purple in anger.
Luther Thunder: PLEASE SIR I WANT MY REMATCH!!!!
We see the giant chuckle with a smirk as his son mockingly wipes a non-existent tear from the corner of his eyes.
CCM: ..now when you ask me like that, how could I ever say no to you. Sadly I don’t make that kind of decisions, it’s up to Melinda Rhodes, nice of you to offer though. Now enjoy your runners up battle of the bridesmaids..I’d say good luck but both you and Watts have had enough of it to land into championships already so it’s probably out. Dad, shall we head for the pub?
Millars turn around, then CCM mutters something to his dad and we see the seven footer hoist up his son on his broad shoulders as the Yorkshire Terror holds up his Ultimate Conquest Championship.
CCM: Toodle Pip to you the peasants of Rebel Star Arena the KING of Conquest has left the building!
He drops the microphone making it the longest mic drop in history of mic drops as we see Luther and Esme along with the fans holding their ears for the horrible sound it made as the two Yorkshiremen exit and the show moves on.
-LUTHER THUNDER-VS-JERRY WATTS-
Watts enters the ring looking a bit nervous as the Ultimate Conquest champion rolls his shoulders. Jerry catches Luther with a fake out and a sucker punch, but is quickly bowled over by a thunderous standing clothesline followed by an elbow drop and a quick pin. Before the ref can count, however, Thunder slips off and does three quick push ups, then gets to his feet with a stunned Jerry, boots him in the gut and deposits him to the canvas with THE SWORD OF DAMOCLESE! 1-2-3!!!
WINNER BY PINFALL - LUTHER THUNDER!!!
Koss: Holy hell did he enter that match PISSED!!!
Spazz: Motherfucker just got headfucked by fucking CCM and WMD! Of course he's pissed off and Jerry Watts just ate that shit hardcore!
Koss: Ran down with all the fury of a train coming head on against a station wagon!
Spazz: Think about what it's gonna' be like when he gets his hands on CCM again. Dude'll snap that neck like Turkey on the 25th of November!
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The scene opens up backstage inside what looks like a beauty parlor with pictures up, though the cameras are not zoomed in on them. In the view is none other than wrestlings prettiest tag team former Ascendant champion Bianca Davis, and to her right is none other than Veronica Taylor meekly behind them is Simon their servant. As they look at the cameras with a pair of smug smirks as the fans oo loudly at their presence as they begin to speak in their normal tone.
Bianca Davis: So last week we started a special little project of ours? We feel instead of telling you what that project is we should show you? Simon darling can you get the deets please thanks.
Simon looks for what Bianca asked for, as both members of the Pretty Committee wait. However, Veronica’s shrill voice soon cuts through the silence.
Veronica Taylor: Ugh hurry up with your slow self Simp!
Simon rustles around a bit more as Bianca, and Veronica sighs loudly in annoyance waiting impatiently .Soon, he grabs what they were asking for running it up as Bianca takes it rudley out of his hand as he stands as she pushes it up to the camera, and its a picture of the Wildside down after the post match beat down. The fans boo this as the catty dugo let out a chuckle.
Bianca Davis: Oh whats the matter, don't approve? To damn bad! It looks like the Uggoside thought they weren’t gonna get what was coming to them, and they were wrong we are such saints!
Veronica Taylor: That's true we are Pretty Saints after all. That beatdown was a message to the rest of the hideous beast in the locker room that we are done playing nice and waiting fo the opportunities we deserve I mean ow te hell has Bianca over here not gotten her one on one rematch for her title?
Bianca shakes her head at the thought rolling her eyes, as Veronica continues on.
Veronica Taylor: Or how about how we are once again being forced to take on The House of Dix like again? Those bitches got lucky the last time, those tag team titles were so close to being around our waist and now you don’t even have those titles to make this interesting. Ut you know what as the professionals we are we will do you both a huge favor.
Bianca Davis: A huge favor and I don't mean Tracys waist line huge. But still huge we are gonna rub that sat in those wounds you just lost after an impressive title regin I mean I will give credit where its due. But tonight is about us righting the wrong of our last meting, and sending a message to all of you hashtag basics.
Veronica, and Bianca smirk, as they soon look toward Simon.
Veronica Taylor: Simp where are our drinks like this mission statement isn’t gonna ake itself!
Bianca Davis: Like make it quick this time!
Simon moves on as quick as he can as the girls look at eachother with matching smirks once again.
Bianca Davis: Ugh now where we?
Veronica Taylor: Speaking about how we are about to slay the House of Dix tonight, and give them the make over they so need.
The catty duo share a bitchy giggle with each other.
Bianca Davis: Ugh true tea once again, speaking of that true tea I know everyone s thanking House of Dix are gonna beat us but that is not gonna happen. No, what will happen is we are gonna beat them one, two and three and finally get the respect we deserve. After all the Pretty Committee should always get what we want.
Veronica Taylor: And that is championship gld and power…
All of a sudden Simon comes in with two bottles of water and hands them one to Bianca, the other to Veronica who take a sip it out and dump the rest on his head disgusted by it.
Bianca Davis: Ugh where did you get that the horse farm?!
Veronica Taylor: Ugh you know what we drink why are you doing this?! Ugh clean this up and get ready we got #basics to slay sorry bout it.
With that Bianca, and Veronica walk out leaving Simon look nervous, and kind of upset as the scene fades to black
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We come back from commercial where the House of Dix are sitting on production crates, which wrestlers seem to do sometimes for some unexplained reason.
Tracy: So here we go again, against the Pretty Committee. So what you got lined up for tonight? You haven’t dragged me to a lecture theatre at a university, so not that. But knowing you, you’ve got some crazy elaborate skit lined up right?
House shakes her head.
Wendy: Nope.
Tracy: Aw... come on, you must have something.
Wendy: Nope. We’s already did da Twitty Committee an’ da Skitty Committee. House only has one other one she could think of, an it is not becoming of a well-behaved girl like House. So nope, me’s got nothing.
She frowns at Tracy.
Wendy: Mebbe you’s twy pulling you’s weight for once?
Tracy: HEY! When have I ever let you down in the ring?!
Wendy: Not in the wing, dunderhead, who cares about dat? Me’s mean wiv the skits. The skits are the fun part! You’s always makin’ me’s do all the skits. Where’s you’s skittishness, Twacy?
Tracy: ...I don’t think that word means what you think it means.
Wendy: What word?
Tracy sighs.
Tracy: It doesn’t matter. I... I just thought you were really good at all that silly stuff. I didn’t want to cramp your style.
Wendy: Okays... so what we’s do now? Dere’s an audience out dere expectin’ us to say somefink funnies, and House got noffink. So it’s all on you, Twace. Be funnies... NOW!
Tracy: Knock Knock
We see House roll her eyes.
Wendy: Weally? Faking weally?
Tracy: Knock, Knock
House sighs.
Wendy: Who’s thewe?
Tracy: Major.
Wendy: Majow Who?
Tracy: Major Day with this skit didn’t I?
She starts a side splitting laughter, hooting and hollering her eyes watering up as House glares at her.
Wendy: Dat’s it, yous not the funny one, you have lost your promotion head of skits, you will now just be the fat unfunny one.
This made Dixon visibly sad.
Tracy: But you haven’t heard my best joke yet.
Wendy: Yous gotta better one?
Tracy: Yup.
Wendy: Fine, one mowe. Dis bettew be funsies OR ELSE.
Tracy: Knock Knock.
Now House seems about ready for a meltdown.
Wendy: FAKIN WEALLY TWACE?!?
Tracy: Come onnnnn! Knock Knock.
Wendy: Ugh. Who’s thewe?
Tracy: Spell.
House seems baffled.
Wendy: Spell who?
We see Dixon snicker as she looks at the camera.
Tracy: W-H-O!
Wendy: TIME TO DIEEE~
Tracy: Nailed iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!~ She hollers running off the camera as we hear House’s murderous scream.
Wendy: If the pity committee won’t kill you in this match House will!
We move on with the show hoping those two end up in the ring on time.
-HOUSE OF DIX-VS-PRETTY COMMITTEE-
The bell sounds and Dixon starts to move in across the ring. The Pretty Committee look at each other debating on which one of them should start with the rather large woman stalking across the ring. As the two of them continue to debate this, House runs up behind them, jumps up onto the corner and bonks their heads together. Veronica and Bianca spin from the sudden impact and Dixon runs them over with a double clothesline. Both Veronica and Bianca go down and Dixon splashes Bianca for a cover.
Veronica makes the save.
House jumps off the top for a flying dropkick to knock Veronica right back down. Dixon covers veronica.
Bianca makes the save.
Dixon drops both members of the Pretty Committee with hard slams and then makes a tag to House. House of Dix executes a rocket launcher with House landing on Veronica.
Bianca makes the save.
House tries to get up to meet Bianca but Bianca scratches at House’s eyes and gives the Pretty Committee the advantage. They spend the next couple of minutes taking turns working over House. Veronica signals at Bianca and they hit House with the Ugliness Remover. Veronica covers.
Dixon makes the save.
Dixon bounces both Pretty Committee members like basketballs, throwing them down for one-armed spinbusters and then tossing them into opposite corners. She hits a Kentucky Blind Date onto Veronica knocking her down, then gives one to Bianca with the same results. Dixon runs over for a cannonball on Veronica. Dixon gets up and runs for one on Bianca. Dixon and House go for the KFC Bargain Bucket on Veronica only for Veronica to spray something in Dixon’s eyes. She drops her grip and House moves in to help Dixon. The blinded woman accidentally grabs House and hits the wheelbarrow end of the Bargain Bucket on House. Bianca clips Dixon as Veronica covers House.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
Bianca and Veronica slip out of the ring and run away as help arrives to try and clear Dixon’s eyes. The Pretty Committee laugh as they take their leave while Dixon is alerted to what happened.
WINNER BY PINFALL: PRETTY COMMITTEE!!
Spazz: Oh fuck.... They got played and now Tracy and Wendy are gonna' have some serious issues! Wendy didn't see Veronica spraying shit in Dixon's eyes! She ain't got a clue her partner was blind, just that she got knocked the fuck out by her!!!
Koss: You hate to see it. I hope they watch the replay before any fall out goes down as I really enjoy Dixon and House's antics.
Veronica makes the save.
House jumps off the top for a flying dropkick to knock Veronica right back down. Dixon covers veronica.
Bianca makes the save.
Dixon drops both members of the Pretty Committee with hard slams and then makes a tag to House. House of Dix executes a rocket launcher with House landing on Veronica.
Bianca makes the save.
House tries to get up to meet Bianca but Bianca scratches at House’s eyes and gives the Pretty Committee the advantage. They spend the next couple of minutes taking turns working over House. Veronica signals at Bianca and they hit House with the Ugliness Remover. Veronica covers.
Dixon makes the save.
Dixon bounces both Pretty Committee members like basketballs, throwing them down for one-armed spinbusters and then tossing them into opposite corners. She hits a Kentucky Blind Date onto Veronica knocking her down, then gives one to Bianca with the same results. Dixon runs over for a cannonball on Veronica. Dixon gets up and runs for one on Bianca. Dixon and House go for the KFC Bargain Bucket on Veronica only for Veronica to spray something in Dixon’s eyes. She drops her grip and House moves in to help Dixon. The blinded woman accidentally grabs House and hits the wheelbarrow end of the Bargain Bucket on House. Bianca clips Dixon as Veronica covers House.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
Bianca and Veronica slip out of the ring and run away as help arrives to try and clear Dixon’s eyes. The Pretty Committee laugh as they take their leave while Dixon is alerted to what happened.
WINNER BY PINFALL: PRETTY COMMITTEE!!
Spazz: Oh fuck.... They got played and now Tracy and Wendy are gonna' have some serious issues! Wendy didn't see Veronica spraying shit in Dixon's eyes! She ain't got a clue her partner was blind, just that she got knocked the fuck out by her!!!
Koss: You hate to see it. I hope they watch the replay before any fall out goes down as I really enjoy Dixon and House's antics.
SEGMENT
The camera opens upon “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire standing in the middle of the Shieldmaidens dressing room, Aoife “Banshee” Maguire, Alex “Bullet” Carbajal and Jackie “Bandit” Layton all sitting near the wall behind her.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Samantha Tolson, aye?
Bullet, Bandit and Banshee all nod behind her.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Biggest fight o’ me career haer so far. I’ve nay had a fight this big since I got in th’ rin’ wit Gabriel Ohio back in Mile High an’ when Juliet Black an’ I fought fer th’ time haer in SRW!
Psycho nods slowly, almost more to herself than anything else as if a realization is just now setting in for her.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, Sam, ye’ve climbed mountains I’ve nay ever baen abl tae even look at, much less try tae climb meself! If I want me chance, I have tae take it haer wit ye!
She pauses to point into the camera.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Ye are whot people should aspire tae bae. Ye are the kind of figure in this sport tha aeven th’ peaple tha like tae run ye down have tae admit there bae a raeson ye bae such a large target!
Psycho nods knowingly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: If they bae tryin’ tae kill ye, ye bae doin’ sumtin’ right! An’ they ben tryin’ tae kill ye fer yaers! Still havenay found a way though, have they, Lass?
Her head cocked, Psycho almost grins.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Nay they havana managed at all an’ it bae a credit tae ye fer tha, good on ye!
She nods in acknowledgement.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Now, we have a go an find out whot abe happenin’ when Sam Fuckin’ Tolson climbs intae th’ rin’ wit a rael Psycho!
-PSYCHO MAGUIRE-VS-SAMANTHA TOLSON-
The bell sounds and the two competitors circle each other, both looking for whatever advantage the other might give them. The two begin a striking match and slowly becomes a kickfest with both women landing a series of kicks. Tolson goes for the Ode to Japan but Psycho checks them and spins into a mule kick that gets some space. Psycho jumps up into a springboard kick off the top that lands Tolson on her back. Psycho covers.
Tolson kicks out.
The pair gets to their knees and starts trading strikes again, slowly transitioning to their feet where another kickfest breaks out. This time, Psycho misses one and it allows Tolson to take Psycho to every street of Suplex City. First they see Snap Vertical Street, followed by Gutwrench Avenue. Tolson takes her over the German Bridge.
Psycho kicks out.
Tolson takes her to the corner of Belly To Belly and Tiger and then moves on to Gargoyle and over the bridge to Dragon.
Psycho kicks out.
Psycho gives Tolson the Dublin Kiss and then grabs Kiss This to push her into the corner. Psycho sets her up and hits the Ballbreaker. Tolson collapses to the mat clutching at her crotch and Psycho rolls her over for a cover.
Tolson gets a shoulder up.
Tolson staggers up and gets in a kick before flopping into the corner. Psycho comes over and hits Air Psycho. Tolson stumbles out of the corner and Psycho hits a flying forearm to the back of the head. Tolson goes down and Psycho covers.
Tolson barely gets a shoulder up.
Psycho goes to pull Tolson up with her foot and Tolson hops up to help Psycho visit Capture Street. Psycho staggers up and Tolson catches her for an O’Connor roll.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
Psycho tries to kick out but is a split second too late.
WINNER BY PINFALL: SAMANTHA TOLSON!!!
Spazz: By an inch or by a mile, win's a motherfucking win son!
Koss: Sam Tolson with a rollup O'Connor pin pulls the win out by the skin of her teeth!
Spazz: Psycho's really come a looooong fucking way from
Tolson kicks out.
The pair gets to their knees and starts trading strikes again, slowly transitioning to their feet where another kickfest breaks out. This time, Psycho misses one and it allows Tolson to take Psycho to every street of Suplex City. First they see Snap Vertical Street, followed by Gutwrench Avenue. Tolson takes her over the German Bridge.
Psycho kicks out.
Tolson takes her to the corner of Belly To Belly and Tiger and then moves on to Gargoyle and over the bridge to Dragon.
Psycho kicks out.
Psycho gives Tolson the Dublin Kiss and then grabs Kiss This to push her into the corner. Psycho sets her up and hits the Ballbreaker. Tolson collapses to the mat clutching at her crotch and Psycho rolls her over for a cover.
Tolson gets a shoulder up.
Tolson staggers up and gets in a kick before flopping into the corner. Psycho comes over and hits Air Psycho. Tolson stumbles out of the corner and Psycho hits a flying forearm to the back of the head. Tolson goes down and Psycho covers.
Tolson barely gets a shoulder up.
Psycho goes to pull Tolson up with her foot and Tolson hops up to help Psycho visit Capture Street. Psycho staggers up and Tolson catches her for an O’Connor roll.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
Psycho tries to kick out but is a split second too late.
WINNER BY PINFALL: SAMANTHA TOLSON!!!
Spazz: By an inch or by a mile, win's a motherfucking win son!
Koss: Sam Tolson with a rollup O'Connor pin pulls the win out by the skin of her teeth!
Spazz: Psycho's really come a looooong fucking way from
SEGMENT
The camera finds Maja Lindström nodding to herself backstage as she prepares to face Ursula Von Rossbach for the SRW Queen of the South Championship.
Maja Lindström: Det finns ingen ko på isen, du tar inte vatten över huvudet.
Pausing, Maja nods to herself.
Maja Lindström: This is my chance. My chance to prove to Ursula, to SRW, to everyone watching, but most importantly…
She turns and faces the camera.
Maja Lindström: This is my chance to prove to myself that I am able to stand in the ring with anyone! I have stood across the ring from many people, but I have never had such an opportunity on my own. When I came into this sport, I was helping my cousin’s fiancée ready for her return to the ring after a six year absence! Then I assisted my cousin in making her own return from the same kind of absence! I always stood next to them. I won championships standing by their side…
She pauses again as a realization seems to come over her.
Maja Lindström: But this is different.
Nodding to herself again,
Maja Lindström: They will not be there to hold my hand in this match. There are no partners, no seconds. It will be just me standing against the might and menace of the SRW Queen of the South Champion, Ursula Von Rossbach! I come to this match knowing it will be a different beast to anything else I have ever done. Many people have said many things to me since I come to this country and enter this sport. Some have said I have gotten what I deserved. Still others say I have gotten more than I deserved and I should have been sent back to Halmstad long ago!
For a moment, she closes her eyes, anger very clearly streaking through her. She opens her eyes and nods pointedly.
Maja Lindström: But they no stand here now. I do!
She points to herself emphatically.
Maja Lindström: I stand here. I look into the Terminator’s eyes and I will see for myself! I will know!
Her hand drops away.
Maja Lindström: This is my chance and I will not see it wasted!
SEGMENT
Enter the Lady Terminator, Queen of the South championship gleaming on her shoulder as she steps into the camera frame. The brick, austere painted wall behind her casts a stark contrast to her black hair, matching leather attire, and deeply tanned skin. First her eyes find the camera, giving a bit of a sideways glance before her head turns, then the body follows suit.
UVR: Finally, a fresh face on the title scene. For too long it has been the same faces revolving before me. That being said, there is a looming shadow that I expect will rear it’s ugly head, Mrs. Lindstrom…. Mercy and Sin.
Her brow furrows, a hint of concern written upon her face.
UVR: I find it highly doubtful you will have the match or conclusion you deserve, but should they appear…. leave the ring quickly. It is not your battle and I expect you to act accordingly and should they manage to somehow disable me without the referee’s knowledge, granting you the upperhand, I will not take it personally if you were to take this from me under such circumstances, know that I will return with a vengeance once these issues have been dealt with.
Ursula slips the belt from her shoulder, looking down upon it with what could only be described as a modicum of affection. Her eyes lift, turning her gaze back to the camera as that affection fades.
UVR: However, should you take this belt from me in earned, honest fashion, then Mrs. Lindstrom, you will have done something of great significance in comparison to the rest of your tenure within SRW. Tonight I will do everything in my power to retain this championship I hold in my hands and secure my destiny, which is to defeat the streak of Zoey Madigan-Star completely, cementing forever the name of Ursula Von Rossbach as being synonymous with the Queen of the South Championship.
She hoists it out in front of her.
UVR: Look upon my glory and bask in it’s golden reflection knowing that to take this from me will require powers far beyond mortal means. Tonight, Maja, we find out if you are a Goddess or a mere mortal that must ascend further…..
Slipping the belt back upon her shoulder, Ursula turns and exits.
Koss: Both women have spoken and their match is coming up next! Ursula Von Rossbach Vs Maja Lindstrom!!!
Spazz: COME ON SWEDEREOLE!!! DON'T YOU FUCKING DIE ON ME NOW!!!
Koss: Calm down, SpazzO!
Spazz: I WILL NOT CALM DOWN! THAT'S THE WOMAN OF MY DREAMS GOING UP AGAINST THE WOMAN OF MY NIGHTMARES!!! YOU CALM DOWN LUNCHBOX!!!
MAIN EVENT
QUEEN OF THE SOUTH CHAMPIONSHIP
-URSULA VON ROSSBACH (C)-VS-MAJA LINDSTROM-
When the match begins Maja shows no fear, going right after the Champion with a tie up and several forearm shots to the side of the head, followed by a front-dropkick and flip to put distance between them! Maja then baseball slides between Ursula's feet. Ursula spins around and is met with a hard roundhouse kick, followed by a stepping front kick, and THE ANGEL'S DEMISE BUT NO-Ursula throws her off before she can drop her! Maja rolls on landing getting to the ropes and rebounding with a leaping clothesline but Ursula catches her with a Gorilla Press into a kneeling back breaker!!! Maja rolls off with a hand to her back, thrashing and kicking her legs in pain.
Ursula gathers her up by her top and flings her into the nearest corner, hitting her with a running clothesline, then stepping back and pulling her foe into a short-arm clothesline that flips Maja off her feet! Ursula gathers Maja up by the throat now and hoists her up, kicks her legs out and SAMBO CHOKESLAMS her to the canvas!!! The lights immediately go out....
[/div]Ursula gathers her up by her top and flings her into the nearest corner, hitting her with a running clothesline, then stepping back and pulling her foe into a short-arm clothesline that flips Maja off her feet! Ursula gathers Maja up by the throat now and hoists her up, kicks her legs out and SAMBO CHOKESLAMS her to the canvas!!! The lights immediately go out....
#I SEE A RED DOOR AND I WANT IT PAINTED BLACK.....
...Destrophy's Paint it Black sounds as the lights come on to see Ursula being hit with a shovel to the head by Becky Mercy!!!! The Ref drops out of the ring, motioning for a No Contest!!!
MATCH RESULT: NO CONTEST DUE TO INTERFERENCE!!!
Blood trickles from Ursula's forehead as she turns from the shot right into a boot to the gut from the massive Tracy Sin, who pulls her into a standing headscissor, whips her up, and hits THE CHOKEBOMB!!!! Ursula tries to get up, clearly out of it as Becky Mercy moves in with a golf-swing style Shovel shot that snaps Ursula's head back and rolls her flat onto her back, arms out stretched as she now stares up at the Arena lights. HIRATA DOKUEKI RUNS OUT FROM THE BACK, leading the charge, followed by Psycho Maguire and The SMC Riot Squad as they bull rush the ring together! Becky and Tracy both drop out of the ring and escape into the crowd, Becky's mad laughter filling the air as Ursula still has not risen from the second shovel shot, but is stirring on the canvas as blood trickles from a split on the side of her head....
Spazz: FUCK that was intense!!!
Koss: Mercy & Sin clearly have keys to the backdoor in SRW, because that's twice now they have stealthed their way into this building and visited misery on the champ!
Spazz: They managed to knock Ursula the fuck out, but they saved my SwedeReole so maybe I should thank the fuck outta' them!
Koss: They're going to face Ursula at Death Match in either a tag team or Handicap Buried Alive match and after this, I'm not sure her odds are too great on her own! She should get some help. She's clearly got allies going into this battle.
Spazz: But pride my thin-challenged friend... Ursula wants to fuck these bitches up on her own but it could lead to her going six feet under!
Koss: Indeed. We'll see at Death March two weeks from today! Thank you for watching and have a good night!
-JUSTICE CROSS-VS-VALERIE BEASELY-
Written by Alex
-HALO (C)-VS-AURORA ZAMBROTTA-VS-CHERRY DEVILLE-VS-ROSE-
Written by Alex
-CHRIS STYLES-VS-HIRATA DOKUEKI-
-LUTHER THUNDER-VS-JERRY WATTS-
-HOUSE OF DIX-VS-PRETTY COMMITTEE-
Written by Alex
-PSYCHO MAGUIRE-VS-SAMANTHA TOLSON-
Written by Alex
-URSULA VON ROSSBACH (C)-VS-MAJA LINDSTROM-
(NO CONTEST - INTERFERENCE)
MATCH RESULT: NO CONTEST DUE TO INTERFERENCE!!!
Blood trickles from Ursula's forehead as she turns from the shot right into a boot to the gut from the massive Tracy Sin, who pulls her into a standing headscissor, whips her up, and hits THE CHOKEBOMB!!!! Ursula tries to get up, clearly out of it as Becky Mercy moves in with a golf-swing style Shovel shot that snaps Ursula's head back and rolls her flat onto her back, arms out stretched as she now stares up at the Arena lights. HIRATA DOKUEKI RUNS OUT FROM THE BACK, leading the charge, followed by Psycho Maguire and The SMC Riot Squad as they bull rush the ring together! Becky and Tracy both drop out of the ring and escape into the crowd, Becky's mad laughter filling the air as Ursula still has not risen from the second shovel shot, but is stirring on the canvas as blood trickles from a split on the side of her head....
Spazz: FUCK that was intense!!!
Koss: Mercy & Sin clearly have keys to the backdoor in SRW, because that's twice now they have stealthed their way into this building and visited misery on the champ!
Spazz: They managed to knock Ursula the fuck out, but they saved my SwedeReole so maybe I should thank the fuck outta' them!
Koss: They're going to face Ursula at Death Match in either a tag team or Handicap Buried Alive match and after this, I'm not sure her odds are too great on her own! She should get some help. She's clearly got allies going into this battle.
Spazz: But pride my thin-challenged friend... Ursula wants to fuck these bitches up on her own but it could lead to her going six feet under!
Koss: Indeed. We'll see at Death March two weeks from today! Thank you for watching and have a good night!
CREDITS
-TOM CANDY-VS-KASEY KASH-
Written by Alex
-LA BEASELY-VS-FAYE LANGE-
Written by Alex
-TOM CANDY-VS-KASEY KASH-
Written by Alex
-LA BEASELY-VS-FAYE LANGE-
Written by Alex
-JUSTICE CROSS-VS-VALERIE BEASELY-
Written by Alex
-HALO (C)-VS-AURORA ZAMBROTTA-VS-CHERRY DEVILLE-VS-ROSE-
Written by Alex
-CHRIS STYLES-VS-HIRATA DOKUEKI-
-LUTHER THUNDER-VS-JERRY WATTS-
-HOUSE OF DIX-VS-PRETTY COMMITTEE-
Written by Alex
-PSYCHO MAGUIRE-VS-SAMANTHA TOLSON-
Written by Alex
-URSULA VON ROSSBACH (C)-VS-MAJA LINDSTROM-
(NO CONTEST - INTERFERENCE)