Post by Melinda Rhodes on Mar 25, 2021 16:03:17 GMT -7
STABLER ARENA
LEIGH UNIVERSITY
BETHLEHEM, PA
3/26/2021
BELL TIME 7PM EST
INTRO
Black Label Society's "Death March" plays over the house PA as the camera pans over the Death March PPV Stage! An elevated platform with a large, open hole and an excavator parked just away from it with a massive scoop filled with hundreds of pounds of dirt. While there are a few headstones littering the stage, one in particular stands out next to the big hole that reads "HERE LIES URSULA VON ROSSBACH - 1985 to 2021" in bold Gothic print! Emerging from the curtains dressed as a heavy metal grim reaper with her microphone on a scyth, IT'S JENNY BECK!!!
Jenny: BETHLEEEHHHHHEEEEMMMM!!! MAKE SOME NOISE FOR YOUR HOMETOWN GIRL, JENNY BECK AND SOUTHERN REBELLION WRESTLING UP IN YOUR HHHHOOOOOUUUUUSSSSEEEE!!!!
Crowd: JENNY JENNY JENNY JENNY!!!
Jenny then rushes down the ramp, slides into the ring, and hops to her feet!
Jenny: SRW FAITHFUL! WELCOME TO DEATH MMMMMMAAAAARRRRCCCCHHHH!!!!
The camera cuts to Joe Koss and Mike Spazz seated at their table, bobbing their head to Black Label Society along with many in the crowd.
Koss: Welcome folks to our second PPV of 2021, DEATH MARCH!!
Spazz: MARCH TO YOUR DOOM MOTHERFUCKERS!!! We got a fucking graveyard on the stage!
Koss: Three Championships will be on the line tonight, as well as a life or death struggle between Ursula Von Rossbach and Mercy & Sin with a partner of her choosing!
Spazz: Luther Thunder's out for blood too on CCM. Yous guys all saw how fucking pissed off big dude was, right?
Koss: Indeed. The main event is a return for form for SRW as we haven't seen Hardcore War Games since ye olden golden days!
Spazz: Three fucking years about, Lunchbox. That was 8 people getting busted open and fucked up. This time? Yous got 2-fucking-5 yo!!!
Koss: Indeed. Let's get on with the night, shall we!
SEGMENT
-BRITTANY WILLIAMS-VS-SELEANA ZDUNICH-
Before the match even starts, Christina Rose gets on the microphone and tells Maloney she doesn’t want to fight her. She’s stepping away, giving Eavan the win by forfeit. Ring agents and security come down to the ring to keep the two women apart, as a couple of the agents escort Christina out of the ring. Eavan glares at the referee and tells him to ring the bell before shoving one of the agents aside and diving over the top rope onto Christina below, laying in a series of stiff rights to her head. As one of the agents tries to pull Eavan off, Eavan rolls under the ring and comes out the other side with her barbed-wire crowbar she affectionately calls Barbie and starts swinging at anyone at ringside. Christina is crawling her way up the ramp while agents flee the diminutive screaming psychopath with the crowbar. Christina looks back towards the commotion and tries scurrying away, in legitimate tears of fear. Eavan stalks her up the ramp, before Christina kicks forward, catching Eavan on the knee, Eavan dropping Barbie in the process. Christina gets to her feet before Eavan does and drops her with a DDT on the ramp.
Christina raises Eavan by the back of her head, grabbing Eavan’s hair and making Eavan face her. Christina tells Eavan again she doesn’t want to fight her, but Eavan spits in Christina’s face. Christina grits her teeth and slaps Eavan across the face. With blood trickling down her now split lip, Eavan smiles at her and screams back at her to hit her again. Christina obliges her with a second slap and Eavan gets to her feet, still smiling, begging her to do it again. Christina winds up, but Eavan blocks it, and runs the two of them back into the ring to officially start the match. The two are rolling around the ring, a series of punches to the face from both women, all the while Eavan is egging Christina on. Christina stops herself and starts backing away, but Eavan nods no.
Before Christina can exit the ring, Eavan Irish whips her into the ropes and as she catches her coming back, Eavan grabs her and drops her with The Last Word. Eavan gets down on one knee and grabs Christina’s face, yelling at her to fight. Christina weakly shakes her head no, before Eavan leans in close and whispers something in her ear before being thrown back violently by a suddenly angry Christina. From there it is all Christina, firing off stiff forearms, tossing Eavan from one side of the ring to the other. Eavan tries to leave the ring, but Christina’s having none of it as she pulls Eavan back in, and knocks her cold with Flashing Lights! Crystal isn’t done yet, Eavan is out on her back, before Christina climbs the ropes. She leaps off… The Mega Buster!!! Christina hooks the leg.
1!!!
2!!!
Eavan kicks out at 2.9 and Christina is beside herself. She grabs Eavan by the head and starts bashing it against the mat in frustration. Christina pulls Eavan to her feet, but Eavan breaks free, and spits in Christina’s face! Christina slowly shakes her head as Eavan is trying to keep upright using the ropes, yelling at Christina to hit her again. Christina grits her teeth before hitting Eavan with Flashing Lights again. Eavan crumples to the mat, and Christina goes for the cover.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
WINNER BY PINFALL: CHRISTINA ROSE(?)
After the match, Christina pulls Eavan up by the hair, getting in her face, yelling that Eavan asked for this repeatedly, before releasing her and rolling out of the ring. Eavan shakes her head and makes her way to a corner and asks for a microphone. As Christina continues up the ramp, the crowd swells with excitement, forcing her to turn around. Eavan, meanwhile, is laying in the corner, held up by the bottom turnbuckle.
Eavan: You… you don’t get it, do you?
Christina looks back at Eavan confused as Eavan pulls herself to her feet, rubbing her temple.
Eavan: It’s okay, I didn’t expect you to. You have seven days to figure it out.
Christina breathes deeply and lowers her head, before turning around and walking up the ramp. Inside the ring, Eavan starts to chuckle to herself before leaving as well.
Spazz: Why were theyz calling her Christina Rose? Ain't she a Zdunich?
Koss: I remember a time she was known as a Hilton. I'm sure the answers will be forthcoming soon enough!
Spazz: Well... Hell's empty!
Koss: And their match is coming up next!!!
HARDCORE TORNADO TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
-RIOT SQUAD(C)-VS-HOUSE OF DIX-
-URSULA VON ROSSBACH-VS-MERCY & SIN-
Tracy and Becky bull rush the ring, sliding into the ropes where Ursula immediately takes Becky out with a running kick to the face, then turns and blocks a shot from Tracy and following up with THE BIONIC HEADBUTT! Tracy is staggered but responds with a headbutt right back, then shoves Ursula with all her mass and might back, hurling Ursula into a far corner. Tracy hits THE BLOOD SPLASH, then pulls Ursula right into a brutal standing clothesline, followed by a jumping body splash on the canvas! Tracy backs into the ropes and does another one! She then gathers Ursula up by her hair and locks a hand around her throat! Ursula responds the same, the two standing there, choking each other with Becky leaning against the ropes, snickering. The two break their holds and Ursula unloads a wicked right hand that sends Tracy staggering, followed by a throat jab and a roundhouse kick that rocks the 300 pound beast of a woman off her feet!
Becky readies her shovel and quickly approaches Ursula, swinging for the fences, Ursula catches it, but Becky surprises her by pushing down on the shovel handle and hitting her with a hard Enziguri kick, yanking the shovel free on impact and cracking Ursula hard in the ribs with the butt of the weapon, followed by a jab straight to the forehead and finally a spin around with a shovel shot to the back that drops Ursula to one knee.
Becky: ON YOUR KNEES, URSULA! WHERE YOU BELONG!!!
Ursula starts to rise only to be rocked off her feet by a running Clothesline from Hell by Tracy Sin!!! Tracy roars in triumph, then gathers Ursula in an inverted bearhug, holding her arms as Becky readies to hit her with what could be a fatal shovel shot to the head, but Ursula throws both feet out, catching Becky full on and rocking her off her feet while also shoving Tracy back into the corner. Ursula unloads with a back headbutt, forces Tracy's arms apart, then spins around with heavy, brutal rights and lefts, absolutely battering her larger, slower foe! Tracy falls down for a seat in the corner and Ursula spins right around to surprise Becky Mercy who had been sneaking up behind her! Becky falls back with a yelp, quickly scooting back from the sheer presence of the powerful woman before her, eyes wide with sudden fear.
Ursula motions her to stand up, then turns to grab Tracy by the throat and raise her up for a brutal SAMBO CHOKESLAM!!!! Becky rolls out of the ring, backing up the ramp as Ursula follows her out of the ring, stalking her like a predator chasing prey.
UVR: WHY LEAVE? WE'RE ONLY GETTING STARTED!!!
Becky backs her way towards the open grave, terror in her wide eyes as Ursula's pace picks up speed. It's at the top of the key that Becky stands her ground, readying the shovel.
Becky: YOU WANNA' DIE?! COME ON! I'LL SHOW 'EM ALL HOW MORTAL YOU ARE!!!!
She stops, dropping the shovel and opening her arms, head tilted back with a huge smile. This makes Ursula stop, suddenly suspicious. A sudden waterfall of blood rains down upon the Lady Terminator, so much so that she's momentarily blinded as some of it gets in her eyes! BECKY'S BIG BOOT CONNECTS! Ursula spins around, falling to one knee, only to find Tracy's hand around her throat! Stunned, blinded, and disoriented, she finds herself hoisted up for a CHOKESLAM BACKBREAKER!
Tracy then hits THE BLOOD CRUSH, Ursula left laid out in the middle of the aisle, eyes closed in the pool of blood from what had poured on her!
Becky: GET HER UP! LET'S BURY THIS BITCH, TRACYKINS!!!
Tracy gathers Ursula up onto her shoulders and walks the rest of the way up the aisle to the stage where she promptly tosses Ursula into the hole! Becky laughs maniacally as Tracy whistles and an excavator rolls in filled with dirt! Putting her thumbs up, Becky signals the excavator to dump it's payload by turning those thumbs down. Suddenly a hand catches her ankle and she's dragged into the hole screaming by URSULA!!! Dirt trickles down as Tracy motions for the excavator driver to stop!
Tracy: SSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTTTTTAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWHHHHPPPP!!!
The Excavator doesn't and as it starts to pour Ursula manages to pop out just as we see Becky's hand raise, gripping the edge. She pulls herself up only to be buried up to her chest in dirt!!!! As Becky is stuck and unable to move, Ursula and Tracy brawl back and forth, only for Ursula to spin her around with a hard backhand and hits THE VON TERMINATOR!!!! Tracy Sin is left out cold! Ursula collapses to one knee, blood trickling down the side of her head. She looks over her shoulder at Becky, stuck and fighting to get free from the grave. Ursula rises and turns to face her, there is a slight tremble in her hands as she towers over the helpless Becky.
Becky: GO AHEAD!! END ME LIKE THE COWARD YOU ARE!!! COME ON!!! PROVE ME RIGHT WITH MY CORPSE!
Ursula looks over at the headstone with her name chiseled upon it along with what was to be the date of her death. She grabs the headstone and rips it free from the Earth, then walks over to Becky and lifts it. Becky's eyes go wide with sudden horror that her bluff was about to be called.
Becky: WAIT NO! I'M SORRY! PLEASE DON'T KILL MEEEE!!!!! I DON'T WANNA' DDDDIIIIEEE!!!!
She screams and closes her eyes as Ursula lifts the headstone up, but the hit never comes, only a loud pop and crackle as several pieces of stone rain down around her. Becky opens her eyes and looks up to see the headstone snapped in half and tossed aside. Ursula picks up the microphone that was discarded earlier.
UVR: You're left helpless and beaten, just as I was.... As I stated, Ms. Mercy, I am not the monster I once was.
The Lady Terminator squats down before Becky.
UVR: I am a superior monster, one that can end you at any place and time of her choosing. Leave SRW and never return or next time, I will happily fill this grave with more than half of your body.
She grips Becky by the throat and RIPS her up from the dirt. Becky kicks and fights only to be Choke-slammed off of the stage to the floor below, where she lands unconscious on the concrete floor. Ursula rises and looks back to the cheering crowd, a slight quiver in her lip that she quickly fights down.
UVR: Thank you all....
Ursula Von Rossbach turns and exits through the curtains to the back.
WINNER: URSULA VON ROSSBACH?
Spazz: I FEEL JIPPED! SOMEONE SHOULD BE SIX FUCKING FEET UNDER!! FFFUUUCCCK!!!
Koss: I actually like this better. No one died and Ursula Von Rossbach made her point at the expense of Mercy and Sin! Now whether or not we ever see them again? That's hard to say. I think they're done here.
Spazz: Or they just lick their wounds and pick a new method of attack. Crazy don't just give up yo!
Koss: Strong words from the front runners for this War Games competition, but I need to remind everyone that in this kind of match, chaos reigns supreme. Focus, experience, and skill sometimes go right out the window in a match like this!
Spazz: Yeah, yous stepping into a ring with that many bodies and it becomes a real crap shoot and the dice ain't always gonna be in ya favor because even if you got the advantage and the odds say one thing, a bad roll is all it takes and you roll snake eyes!
Koss: Indeed!
MAIN EVENT
25 WRESTLER HARDCORE WAR GAMES
HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP
Wrestlers enter randomly at timed intervals one at a time into a ring filled and surrounded by weapons, but only one shall leave with this solid steel Hardcore championship belt in her possession. Which wrestler is hardcore enough to leave the hellish War Games Hardcore Elimination match with the title in hand?
- DEFENDING CHAMPION -
HALO
LEIGH UNIVERSITY
BETHLEHEM, PA
3/26/2021
BELL TIME 7PM EST
INTRO
Black Label Society's "Death March" plays over the house PA as the camera pans over the Death March PPV Stage! An elevated platform with a large, open hole and an excavator parked just away from it with a massive scoop filled with hundreds of pounds of dirt. While there are a few headstones littering the stage, one in particular stands out next to the big hole that reads "HERE LIES URSULA VON ROSSBACH - 1985 to 2021" in bold Gothic print! Emerging from the curtains dressed as a heavy metal grim reaper with her microphone on a scyth, IT'S JENNY BECK!!!
Jenny: BETHLEEEHHHHHEEEEMMMM!!! MAKE SOME NOISE FOR YOUR HOMETOWN GIRL, JENNY BECK AND SOUTHERN REBELLION WRESTLING UP IN YOUR HHHHOOOOOUUUUUSSSSEEEE!!!!
Crowd: JENNY JENNY JENNY JENNY!!!
Jenny then rushes down the ramp, slides into the ring, and hops to her feet!
Jenny: SRW FAITHFUL! WELCOME TO DEATH MMMMMMAAAAARRRRCCCCHHHH!!!!
The camera cuts to Joe Koss and Mike Spazz seated at their table, bobbing their head to Black Label Society along with many in the crowd.
Koss: Welcome folks to our second PPV of 2021, DEATH MARCH!!
Spazz: MARCH TO YOUR DOOM MOTHERFUCKERS!!! We got a fucking graveyard on the stage!
Koss: Three Championships will be on the line tonight, as well as a life or death struggle between Ursula Von Rossbach and Mercy & Sin with a partner of her choosing!
Spazz: Luther Thunder's out for blood too on CCM. Yous guys all saw how fucking pissed off big dude was, right?
Koss: Indeed. The main event is a return for form for SRW as we haven't seen Hardcore War Games since ye olden golden days!
Spazz: Three fucking years about, Lunchbox. That was 8 people getting busted open and fucked up. This time? Yous got 2-fucking-5 yo!!!
Koss: Indeed. Let's get on with the night, shall we!
SEGMENT
Brittany Williams could be seen standing at catering. She is clad in her wrestling attire. She watches as people walk past her and just glare at her. The small five foot nothing wrestler just sighs as she looks around as a camera slowly moves in close to her face.
Brittany: Oh would you look at that… A camera actually has time for me… You know it’s very sickening that I am even in this position. I feel like I need to take this time to be completely blunt with all of you at this moment. The truth is for those who may not even know I had to actually beg to be on this show…
Brittany turns her nose up as she shakes her head in disgust.
Brittany: Isn’t that ridiculous?! I had to beg in order to get myself into a wrestling match. That feels like some serious disrespect considering that I know that wrestling is in my blood. I am a third generation star and I definitely deserve better. I shouldn’t have to beg to be placed on a show. I should automatically be on because I know how talented I am. However I feel that Melinda doesn’t feel the same way about me because the moment I tried to say hello to her she quickly jumped and asked how I was adjusting to my managerial role…
Brittany laughs as she looks at the camera.
Brittany: Me a manager?! Don’t make me laugh… I didn’t come here to be anybody’s manager. Granted I love my wife and I love the fact that she has been absolutely killing it as the Hardcore Champion for this company but I refuse to just be background noise. I have seen this happen too many times. I was fired from SCU and in that instance the team of Halo Williams and Brittany Williams became Halo Annis and I was left with nothing. I came to this company with the intention to team up with my wife and immediately they want for me to be background noise?! No… I came here to be a member of the Lil Dream Machines. I came to make an impact and I refuse to be drowned out…
Brittany shakes her head as she seemed fired up.
Brittany: One day I woke up and I found out that I was put on leave from the company. I was told I had to prove myself if I wanted to even a spot here. I was told I could be a manager at best but that’s just not me. I know Melinda could hire anybody she wants to be enhancement talent. Hell she could get local talent to fill that role but whatever she thinks of me I am here to personally change that narrative. She told me I should do something and I see tonight as the perfect setting and place to make some noise. Sometimes background noise can be annoying especially when you find yourself on one of those static channels. I am that annoying brat and I am the one that just won’t go away. Tonight I will earn my place back on the roster and Melinda will know that I am to be taken seriously. She will be happy to have me back where I belong because I plan to take it by force. It starts by stepping into the ring with Seleana Zdunich.
Brittany giggles as she slowly forms an evil grin.
Brittany: I was told that I could have a match but it would be one that I may not like. Guess what… It really didn’t matter who you put me in the ring with because the message would have been the same. I don’t give a damn if I have to step in the ring with my step mother. I plan to beat the unholy hell out of her so I could gain my spot back on this roster. I refuse to be in my wife’s shadow. Everybody always wants Halo and she is a bad ass champion but I know I have all of the talent in the world to be an even bigger threat. Like I said before I was made for wrestling. It’s in my DNA and I deserve to be taken seriously and elevated to a different level. Seleana you have been here for a while and honestly when I see you as an in ring performer all you are is a tag team wrestler at best. You aren’t anything other than that. I love you as a person and as a mother, but as a competitor you know you are in the way right?!
Brittany jumps up before she stomps hard.
Brittany: And just like a Goomba you need to be stomped upon as hard as possible. It’s game over Seleana and for me I am about to level up. Hopefully you can get to where I am noob. I will make my mark on you and when I do I know Melinda will be impressed enough to put me back on the roster where I belong. I don’t give a damn if all of these new talent decide to sign contracts. They come get this work as well. See you soon LOSER… Get ready to get WRECKED!
Brittany piefaces the camera as she walks away.
The camera finds Seleana Zdunich backstage uncharacteristically alone in a dressing room.
Seleana Zdunich: This was a strange feeling…
She pauses, looking to her feet.
Seleana Zdunich: At first, I was to be off this card. No hard feelings, Chickie, but that was already a slight why but then as the card was being reshuffled because of clerical errors, my stepdaughter started requesting a chance to prove herself…
Seleana looks back up to the camera.
Seleana Zdunich: This would be her third, ja?
Exhaling deeply, she looks to the camera, disappointment evident in her eyes.
Seleana Zdunich: Brittany, I love you, but you need to stop expecting everything to happen so quickly. You need to stop doing a runner every time you do not get what you want right off. Life is not a microwave to give you things instantly! You and Halo could have been a great tag team. You should have championship reigns in two or three companies by now including this one, but you did not have the patience to work for it properly and here we are.
She nods sadly.
Seleana Zdunich: You wanted this chance, now come take it, ja? Stop wasting all your time until time waste you!
Brittany: Oh would you look at that… A camera actually has time for me… You know it’s very sickening that I am even in this position. I feel like I need to take this time to be completely blunt with all of you at this moment. The truth is for those who may not even know I had to actually beg to be on this show…
Brittany turns her nose up as she shakes her head in disgust.
Brittany: Isn’t that ridiculous?! I had to beg in order to get myself into a wrestling match. That feels like some serious disrespect considering that I know that wrestling is in my blood. I am a third generation star and I definitely deserve better. I shouldn’t have to beg to be placed on a show. I should automatically be on because I know how talented I am. However I feel that Melinda doesn’t feel the same way about me because the moment I tried to say hello to her she quickly jumped and asked how I was adjusting to my managerial role…
Brittany laughs as she looks at the camera.
Brittany: Me a manager?! Don’t make me laugh… I didn’t come here to be anybody’s manager. Granted I love my wife and I love the fact that she has been absolutely killing it as the Hardcore Champion for this company but I refuse to just be background noise. I have seen this happen too many times. I was fired from SCU and in that instance the team of Halo Williams and Brittany Williams became Halo Annis and I was left with nothing. I came to this company with the intention to team up with my wife and immediately they want for me to be background noise?! No… I came here to be a member of the Lil Dream Machines. I came to make an impact and I refuse to be drowned out…
Brittany shakes her head as she seemed fired up.
Brittany: One day I woke up and I found out that I was put on leave from the company. I was told I had to prove myself if I wanted to even a spot here. I was told I could be a manager at best but that’s just not me. I know Melinda could hire anybody she wants to be enhancement talent. Hell she could get local talent to fill that role but whatever she thinks of me I am here to personally change that narrative. She told me I should do something and I see tonight as the perfect setting and place to make some noise. Sometimes background noise can be annoying especially when you find yourself on one of those static channels. I am that annoying brat and I am the one that just won’t go away. Tonight I will earn my place back on the roster and Melinda will know that I am to be taken seriously. She will be happy to have me back where I belong because I plan to take it by force. It starts by stepping into the ring with Seleana Zdunich.
Brittany giggles as she slowly forms an evil grin.
Brittany: I was told that I could have a match but it would be one that I may not like. Guess what… It really didn’t matter who you put me in the ring with because the message would have been the same. I don’t give a damn if I have to step in the ring with my step mother. I plan to beat the unholy hell out of her so I could gain my spot back on this roster. I refuse to be in my wife’s shadow. Everybody always wants Halo and she is a bad ass champion but I know I have all of the talent in the world to be an even bigger threat. Like I said before I was made for wrestling. It’s in my DNA and I deserve to be taken seriously and elevated to a different level. Seleana you have been here for a while and honestly when I see you as an in ring performer all you are is a tag team wrestler at best. You aren’t anything other than that. I love you as a person and as a mother, but as a competitor you know you are in the way right?!
Brittany jumps up before she stomps hard.
Brittany: And just like a Goomba you need to be stomped upon as hard as possible. It’s game over Seleana and for me I am about to level up. Hopefully you can get to where I am noob. I will make my mark on you and when I do I know Melinda will be impressed enough to put me back on the roster where I belong. I don’t give a damn if all of these new talent decide to sign contracts. They come get this work as well. See you soon LOSER… Get ready to get WRECKED!
Brittany piefaces the camera as she walks away.
SEGMENT
The camera finds Seleana Zdunich backstage uncharacteristically alone in a dressing room.
Seleana Zdunich: This was a strange feeling…
She pauses, looking to her feet.
Seleana Zdunich: At first, I was to be off this card. No hard feelings, Chickie, but that was already a slight why but then as the card was being reshuffled because of clerical errors, my stepdaughter started requesting a chance to prove herself…
Seleana looks back up to the camera.
Seleana Zdunich: This would be her third, ja?
Exhaling deeply, she looks to the camera, disappointment evident in her eyes.
Seleana Zdunich: Brittany, I love you, but you need to stop expecting everything to happen so quickly. You need to stop doing a runner every time you do not get what you want right off. Life is not a microwave to give you things instantly! You and Halo could have been a great tag team. You should have championship reigns in two or three companies by now including this one, but you did not have the patience to work for it properly and here we are.
She nods sadly.
Seleana Zdunich: You wanted this chance, now come take it, ja? Stop wasting all your time until time waste you!
-BRITTANY WILLIAMS-VS-SELEANA ZDUNICH-
The bell sounds and Brittany tries to thumb Seleana in the eyes. Seleana swats her away and grabs her for a back suplex. Brittany flips through and lands on her feet behind her stepmother. Brittany goe for an O’Connor roll.
Seleana kicks out.
Brittany is launched into the ropes and when she bounces back, Seleana catches her for a bridging German suplex.
Brittany kicks out.
Brittany jumps up and hits a dropkick to her stepmother’s face. Being still only on her knees, Seleana tumbles over onto her back. Brittany jumps up and tries to take a side headlock, raking Seleana’s eyes and then fish hooking her to try and get the hold on. Seleana is able to block it and throw Brittany off. Brittany flies into the ropes again and bounces back into a roll-up.
Brittany kicks out.
Seleana grabs Brittany as she tries to get back up and hooks her for a powerbomb. Brittany reverses into a rana attempt but Seleana is able to block it. As Seleana powers Brittany back up, Brittany goes to the eyes again and reverses into a tornado ddt. Seleana hits hard and Brittany covers, hooking the leg.
Seleana kicks out.
Brittany goes to the top and tries for the Hollywood Hills frog splash. Seleana stands up to meet her coming down and catches her, spinning her into a TKO. Brittany hits hard and Seleana slaps on the Painkiller. Brittany reaches for the ropes but is just too far away. Seleana pulls harder and Brittany cries out in pain. She flails and somehow manages to get her stepmother in the eyes again. As Seleana releases the hold and reacts to being poked in the eyes for the fourth time in the match, Brittany tries to cradle her for the flash pin.
Seleana gets a shoulder up.
Brittany gets her stepmother up and tries for the Coronation. Seleana blocks it and spins. Brittany takes a standing switch and Seleana jumps over into the Kattöga. Seleana covers.
1!!
2!!!
3!!!
WINNER BY PINFALL: SELEANA ZDUNICH!!!!
Koss: Great win by Seleana here tonight!
Spazz: Was that her first singles match in the company?
Koss: Might just be, but I'd have to look it up for sure!
Suddenly the opening to "The Animal" by Disturbed begins to play across the PA system and a wolf howl is heard before the song kicks in. Once it does so, Nate Nitro slowly walks out onto the stage followed by Mina Wilk who steps in front of him and gets down onto one knee and lets out a wolf howl before the two begin to make their way down the ramp.
Joe Koss: Well here we have two of SRW’s newest signings in Nate Nitro and Mina Wilk, The Wolfpack.
Mike Spazz: I’m deffo wanting seeing what theys got!
As the two reach the ring, Wilk rolls under the bottom rope while Nitro walks up the steel steps and climbs through the ropes. The two of them call for a microphone and are handed one each as “The Animal” fades out.
Nate Nitro: We’re gonna keep this short and sweet because we know you’re all enjoying tonight’s event. My name is Nate Nitro… and this beautiful young woman beside me is my fiancée and tag team partner, Mina Wilk. And well… we’ve been together both personally and professionally for less than a year… and we’ve already held tag team gold in BOTH the previous companies we’ve been a part of!
Wilk looks up at Nitro and scratches his beard, smiling at him before facing the camera.
Mina Wilk: Sadly, though, as much as those belts were nice, we didn’t get a chance to stick around very long before we were accosted by a couple of Thriller extras. We had heard great things about SRW, so we felt it was in our best interests to come here…
All of a sudden, smoke begins to pour into the ring as Nitro and Wilk look around for a few moments in confusion before an evil female chuckle can be heard and the Wolfpack look towards the stage to find Countess Bathory standing there with a goblet in her hands.
Joe Koss: What in the Hell is going on here?
Mike Spazz: Fuck if I know, lunchbox!
With the smoke now at waist height on Nitro and Wilk, Bathory slowly lifts the goblet high above her head.
Countess Bathory: Arise... my children!
In a jerking fashion, Amara and Lilith rise up from the smoke on either side of Nitro and Wilk and this causes the Wolfman to smirk and let out a slight chuckle.
Nate Nitro: Well I’ll be damned, Mina… seems like they heard you.
Mina lowers her head for a split second, drops the microphone and immediately attacks Lilith, tackling her to the ground, rights and lefts flying as the two duke it out in the ring and rolling to the outside amidst the smoke. Nate and Amara stare each other down for a minute before they too go at it as referees and officials run down to separate the four.
Joe Koss: Our two newest tag teams show up and they’re already throwing hands with each other, Mike!
Mike Spazz: FUCK EACH OTHER UUUUPPP!!! THAT'S HOW WE ROLLL!!!
As the referees and officials hold the four competitors apart from each other, on the stage we see the Countess raise her right hand and she clicks her fingers causing the arena lights to shut off. After a few moments, the lights come back on and the Countess along with Amara and Lilith are gone leaving the referees and officials confused while Nitro and Wilk glare at the stage, visibly angered by the appearance of their old rivals as we cut elsewhere.
Spazz: Great, we got Cherry Addams in the basement fucking with the lights!!!
Koss: Who?
Spazz: Crazy Satanist chick that likes fucking with power switches.
The cameras are taken backstage and it is there where we are able to see Christina Zdunich. The blue haired vixen is all smiles as we are able to see her face which has a smug look on it. She looks deep into the cameras and takes a long deep breath as she begins to speak.
Christina: Long behold it seems like this is the moment everybody has been waiting for. Everybody has wanted to see me and Eavan stepping in the ring with one another. I know she had it in her heart that she was going to come down to this ring and make everything about her. She wants to target me so she can finally put this war behind her but let me call bullshit on that…
Christina shakes her head in utter disgust.
Christina: To be honest I just don’t understand her. It sucks being in my position. It’s like I can’t do anything right. Everybody will always look at me as being this huge public enemy and I think Eavan is the biggest culprit. The two of us can never get along and truly it’s so FUCKING ANNOYING. Why can’t she accept that I am doing everything in my power to finally change for the better?! Why is she insisting that we have to go through with this?! It’s absolutely stupid… There’s only one thing that I am after…
Christina takes a long deep breath as she shares more of her heart.
Christina: All I want is to be considered family. That’s all I have ever wanted. I will be the first to admit that there have been times when I fucked up in so many different ways. I fucked up in ways I couldn’t even imagine and I have done things I wish I could take back. I can’t rewrite what happen in the past but you need to understand that I have been doing everything in my power to make the future look really promising. It has been an awesome future and I have really been there for my wife. Seleana and I are doing really good now and we are in our happy place.
Christina shakes her head.
Christina: However just when I think things are going absolutely fine there is Eavan to try to break what Seleana and I. There is Eavan coming out with t shirts to try to free Seleana but you are fighting a losing battle. Seleana loves me and I know that hurts you in so many ways because we both know that Zdunich women stand by their women. You have had MANY chances so why can’t I have the same respect in that regard. Seleana has been with me through it all. She has seen the alcohol addiction. She has seen the dissociative identity disorder. She has been through her share of the bad and she has been through her share of the good as well. Our wedding, Brittany’s wedding, and the day we adopted a daughter together. We have a happy family and I am not going to tolerate a woman who is supposed to be her sister in law get in the middle of our relationship! I am not going to tolerate my own sisters trying to ruin my family and that is when I draw the fucking line.
Christina points at herself.
Christina: You want me that badly… By all means you are going to get it but not because I want to have a big match with you. Oh no you are going to get me fucking you up just so you get the notion in your head to STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY FAMILY. I plan to end this once and for all, and I will put you behind me. When things don’t go in the way that you had hoped for them to go the only one you will have to blame is yourself. Just remember through everything you are the one that asked for this Eavan. At SRW your rose will wither and I will continue to blossom. Consider you my stepping stone to get back into the spotlight. I plan to steal the fucking show especially when my wife is at stake. I won’t let anything destroy my happy family. Not even you… See you out there tonight. Good luck because you certainly will need it.
With that Christina nods her head as she walks out of the room and prepares for her big match tonight.
Spazz: Sounds like some beef from the outside coming in!
Koss: It's no secret that we acknowledge what goes down in other companies, it seems like we're a promotion delivering a rare match between two competitors that seem very keen on facing each other!
Spazz: Let's see 'em tear each other the fuck up yo!!!
-CRYSTAL ZDUNICH-VS-EAVAN MALONEY-Seleana kicks out.
Brittany is launched into the ropes and when she bounces back, Seleana catches her for a bridging German suplex.
Brittany kicks out.
Brittany jumps up and hits a dropkick to her stepmother’s face. Being still only on her knees, Seleana tumbles over onto her back. Brittany jumps up and tries to take a side headlock, raking Seleana’s eyes and then fish hooking her to try and get the hold on. Seleana is able to block it and throw Brittany off. Brittany flies into the ropes again and bounces back into a roll-up.
Brittany kicks out.
Seleana grabs Brittany as she tries to get back up and hooks her for a powerbomb. Brittany reverses into a rana attempt but Seleana is able to block it. As Seleana powers Brittany back up, Brittany goes to the eyes again and reverses into a tornado ddt. Seleana hits hard and Brittany covers, hooking the leg.
Seleana kicks out.
Brittany goes to the top and tries for the Hollywood Hills frog splash. Seleana stands up to meet her coming down and catches her, spinning her into a TKO. Brittany hits hard and Seleana slaps on the Painkiller. Brittany reaches for the ropes but is just too far away. Seleana pulls harder and Brittany cries out in pain. She flails and somehow manages to get her stepmother in the eyes again. As Seleana releases the hold and reacts to being poked in the eyes for the fourth time in the match, Brittany tries to cradle her for the flash pin.
Seleana gets a shoulder up.
Brittany gets her stepmother up and tries for the Coronation. Seleana blocks it and spins. Brittany takes a standing switch and Seleana jumps over into the Kattöga. Seleana covers.
1!!
2!!!
3!!!
WINNER BY PINFALL: SELEANA ZDUNICH!!!!
Koss: Great win by Seleana here tonight!
Spazz: Was that her first singles match in the company?
Koss: Might just be, but I'd have to look it up for sure!
SEGMENT
Suddenly the opening to "The Animal" by Disturbed begins to play across the PA system and a wolf howl is heard before the song kicks in. Once it does so, Nate Nitro slowly walks out onto the stage followed by Mina Wilk who steps in front of him and gets down onto one knee and lets out a wolf howl before the two begin to make their way down the ramp.
Joe Koss: Well here we have two of SRW’s newest signings in Nate Nitro and Mina Wilk, The Wolfpack.
Mike Spazz: I’m deffo wanting seeing what theys got!
As the two reach the ring, Wilk rolls under the bottom rope while Nitro walks up the steel steps and climbs through the ropes. The two of them call for a microphone and are handed one each as “The Animal” fades out.
Nate Nitro: We’re gonna keep this short and sweet because we know you’re all enjoying tonight’s event. My name is Nate Nitro… and this beautiful young woman beside me is my fiancée and tag team partner, Mina Wilk. And well… we’ve been together both personally and professionally for less than a year… and we’ve already held tag team gold in BOTH the previous companies we’ve been a part of!
Wilk looks up at Nitro and scratches his beard, smiling at him before facing the camera.
Mina Wilk: Sadly, though, as much as those belts were nice, we didn’t get a chance to stick around very long before we were accosted by a couple of Thriller extras. We had heard great things about SRW, so we felt it was in our best interests to come here…
All of a sudden, smoke begins to pour into the ring as Nitro and Wilk look around for a few moments in confusion before an evil female chuckle can be heard and the Wolfpack look towards the stage to find Countess Bathory standing there with a goblet in her hands.
Joe Koss: What in the Hell is going on here?
Mike Spazz: Fuck if I know, lunchbox!
With the smoke now at waist height on Nitro and Wilk, Bathory slowly lifts the goblet high above her head.
Countess Bathory: Arise... my children!
In a jerking fashion, Amara and Lilith rise up from the smoke on either side of Nitro and Wilk and this causes the Wolfman to smirk and let out a slight chuckle.
Nate Nitro: Well I’ll be damned, Mina… seems like they heard you.
Mina lowers her head for a split second, drops the microphone and immediately attacks Lilith, tackling her to the ground, rights and lefts flying as the two duke it out in the ring and rolling to the outside amidst the smoke. Nate and Amara stare each other down for a minute before they too go at it as referees and officials run down to separate the four.
Joe Koss: Our two newest tag teams show up and they’re already throwing hands with each other, Mike!
Mike Spazz: FUCK EACH OTHER UUUUPPP!!! THAT'S HOW WE ROLLL!!!
As the referees and officials hold the four competitors apart from each other, on the stage we see the Countess raise her right hand and she clicks her fingers causing the arena lights to shut off. After a few moments, the lights come back on and the Countess along with Amara and Lilith are gone leaving the referees and officials confused while Nitro and Wilk glare at the stage, visibly angered by the appearance of their old rivals as we cut elsewhere.
Spazz: Great, we got Cherry Addams in the basement fucking with the lights!!!
Koss: Who?
Spazz: Crazy Satanist chick that likes fucking with power switches.
SEGMENT
The cameras are taken backstage and it is there where we are able to see Christina Zdunich. The blue haired vixen is all smiles as we are able to see her face which has a smug look on it. She looks deep into the cameras and takes a long deep breath as she begins to speak.
Christina: Long behold it seems like this is the moment everybody has been waiting for. Everybody has wanted to see me and Eavan stepping in the ring with one another. I know she had it in her heart that she was going to come down to this ring and make everything about her. She wants to target me so she can finally put this war behind her but let me call bullshit on that…
Christina shakes her head in utter disgust.
Christina: To be honest I just don’t understand her. It sucks being in my position. It’s like I can’t do anything right. Everybody will always look at me as being this huge public enemy and I think Eavan is the biggest culprit. The two of us can never get along and truly it’s so FUCKING ANNOYING. Why can’t she accept that I am doing everything in my power to finally change for the better?! Why is she insisting that we have to go through with this?! It’s absolutely stupid… There’s only one thing that I am after…
Christina takes a long deep breath as she shares more of her heart.
Christina: All I want is to be considered family. That’s all I have ever wanted. I will be the first to admit that there have been times when I fucked up in so many different ways. I fucked up in ways I couldn’t even imagine and I have done things I wish I could take back. I can’t rewrite what happen in the past but you need to understand that I have been doing everything in my power to make the future look really promising. It has been an awesome future and I have really been there for my wife. Seleana and I are doing really good now and we are in our happy place.
Christina shakes her head.
Christina: However just when I think things are going absolutely fine there is Eavan to try to break what Seleana and I. There is Eavan coming out with t shirts to try to free Seleana but you are fighting a losing battle. Seleana loves me and I know that hurts you in so many ways because we both know that Zdunich women stand by their women. You have had MANY chances so why can’t I have the same respect in that regard. Seleana has been with me through it all. She has seen the alcohol addiction. She has seen the dissociative identity disorder. She has been through her share of the bad and she has been through her share of the good as well. Our wedding, Brittany’s wedding, and the day we adopted a daughter together. We have a happy family and I am not going to tolerate a woman who is supposed to be her sister in law get in the middle of our relationship! I am not going to tolerate my own sisters trying to ruin my family and that is when I draw the fucking line.
Christina points at herself.
Christina: You want me that badly… By all means you are going to get it but not because I want to have a big match with you. Oh no you are going to get me fucking you up just so you get the notion in your head to STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY FAMILY. I plan to end this once and for all, and I will put you behind me. When things don’t go in the way that you had hoped for them to go the only one you will have to blame is yourself. Just remember through everything you are the one that asked for this Eavan. At SRW your rose will wither and I will continue to blossom. Consider you my stepping stone to get back into the spotlight. I plan to steal the fucking show especially when my wife is at stake. I won’t let anything destroy my happy family. Not even you… See you out there tonight. Good luck because you certainly will need it.
With that Christina nods her head as she walks out of the room and prepares for her big match tonight.
Spazz: Sounds like some beef from the outside coming in!
Koss: It's no secret that we acknowledge what goes down in other companies, it seems like we're a promotion delivering a rare match between two competitors that seem very keen on facing each other!
Spazz: Let's see 'em tear each other the fuck up yo!!!
Before the match even starts, Christina Rose gets on the microphone and tells Maloney she doesn’t want to fight her. She’s stepping away, giving Eavan the win by forfeit. Ring agents and security come down to the ring to keep the two women apart, as a couple of the agents escort Christina out of the ring. Eavan glares at the referee and tells him to ring the bell before shoving one of the agents aside and diving over the top rope onto Christina below, laying in a series of stiff rights to her head. As one of the agents tries to pull Eavan off, Eavan rolls under the ring and comes out the other side with her barbed-wire crowbar she affectionately calls Barbie and starts swinging at anyone at ringside. Christina is crawling her way up the ramp while agents flee the diminutive screaming psychopath with the crowbar. Christina looks back towards the commotion and tries scurrying away, in legitimate tears of fear. Eavan stalks her up the ramp, before Christina kicks forward, catching Eavan on the knee, Eavan dropping Barbie in the process. Christina gets to her feet before Eavan does and drops her with a DDT on the ramp.
Christina raises Eavan by the back of her head, grabbing Eavan’s hair and making Eavan face her. Christina tells Eavan again she doesn’t want to fight her, but Eavan spits in Christina’s face. Christina grits her teeth and slaps Eavan across the face. With blood trickling down her now split lip, Eavan smiles at her and screams back at her to hit her again. Christina obliges her with a second slap and Eavan gets to her feet, still smiling, begging her to do it again. Christina winds up, but Eavan blocks it, and runs the two of them back into the ring to officially start the match. The two are rolling around the ring, a series of punches to the face from both women, all the while Eavan is egging Christina on. Christina stops herself and starts backing away, but Eavan nods no.
Before Christina can exit the ring, Eavan Irish whips her into the ropes and as she catches her coming back, Eavan grabs her and drops her with The Last Word. Eavan gets down on one knee and grabs Christina’s face, yelling at her to fight. Christina weakly shakes her head no, before Eavan leans in close and whispers something in her ear before being thrown back violently by a suddenly angry Christina. From there it is all Christina, firing off stiff forearms, tossing Eavan from one side of the ring to the other. Eavan tries to leave the ring, but Christina’s having none of it as she pulls Eavan back in, and knocks her cold with Flashing Lights! Crystal isn’t done yet, Eavan is out on her back, before Christina climbs the ropes. She leaps off… The Mega Buster!!! Christina hooks the leg.
1!!!
2!!!
Eavan kicks out at 2.9 and Christina is beside herself. She grabs Eavan by the head and starts bashing it against the mat in frustration. Christina pulls Eavan to her feet, but Eavan breaks free, and spits in Christina’s face! Christina slowly shakes her head as Eavan is trying to keep upright using the ropes, yelling at Christina to hit her again. Christina grits her teeth before hitting Eavan with Flashing Lights again. Eavan crumples to the mat, and Christina goes for the cover.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
WINNER BY PINFALL: CHRISTINA ROSE(?)
After the match, Christina pulls Eavan up by the hair, getting in her face, yelling that Eavan asked for this repeatedly, before releasing her and rolling out of the ring. Eavan shakes her head and makes her way to a corner and asks for a microphone. As Christina continues up the ramp, the crowd swells with excitement, forcing her to turn around. Eavan, meanwhile, is laying in the corner, held up by the bottom turnbuckle.
Eavan: You… you don’t get it, do you?
Christina looks back at Eavan confused as Eavan pulls herself to her feet, rubbing her temple.
Eavan: It’s okay, I didn’t expect you to. You have seven days to figure it out.
Christina breathes deeply and lowers her head, before turning around and walking up the ramp. Inside the ring, Eavan starts to chuckle to herself before leaving as well.
Spazz: Why were theyz calling her Christina Rose? Ain't she a Zdunich?
Koss: I remember a time she was known as a Hilton. I'm sure the answers will be forthcoming soon enough!
SEGMENT
We are backstage at the Leigh University with the now former tag team champions Tracy Dixon & Wendy House collectively known as “House Of Dix” Well Tracy is there while House is stomping back and forth and we hear constant bleeps and bloops following her.
House: DIS NOT FUNNEH TWACE! HOUSE IS NOT A MUSE
Dixon: You mean amused?!
House: DOES MES LOOK LIKE MES IZ HAVING FUNZIES TO YOU!
The bleeps and bloops keep going as Wendy’s stomps get louder, her face contorting with anger as she sticks it within maybe a inch from Tracy’s.
House: HOW DO WES END DIS TOWMENT?! Dante’s Infewno missed a ciwcle for the people who iz wesponsible fow dis!
As we see the confused and dubiously concerned Dixon spreading her hands in despair there is a text scrolling through the screen kinda like one would see during a global crisis or breaking news announcements.
*What you see is what happens when someone managed to get #SVWDEATHMARCH2021 trending and trafficking all the mentions through House’s mobile phone* For those of you new to this wonderful place called SRW, Wendy House is not fond of notifications that burn up her mobile device when she’d much rather play candy crush instead.
Dixon: Wends, please. There is no time for infighting we got a Hardcore Tornado Tag Team Championship Elimination Match coming up and--
House: ONE COULD SAY WE’S ONLY IN DIS THIS MESSIES BECAUSE OF YOUW FUCKUP TWACE! HOUSE SWEAWS TO GODS, IF I FIND OUT YOUS DID THIS..Me’s gonna Me’s gonna..
* BLEEP-BLEEP-BLOOP*
House: GUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGH! GIVE MES DAT DAYUM CAMEWA!
She grabs the camera and yanks it to her face, we get a full screen view of House’s face, close up.
House: LISTEN UP WOWLD WENDY HOUSE IS NOT ZE ONE TO BE TWIFLED WITH! HOUSE OF DIX MAY HAVE LOST ZE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPSIES BUT WE’S WILL GET THEM BACKSIES! EVEN IF WE’S HAVE TO KILL EVEWY DAMN CELL PHONE IN THIS AWENA TONIGHT!
Dixon: House, this isn’t what the match is about it’s..
House: DEATH TO NOTIFICATIONS! CANCEL SOCIAL MEDIA! TO HELL WIV YOW LIKES AND DISLIKES! DEATH MARCH 2021 IS DA PLACE WHEWE IT ALL STAWTS ANEW! A BWAVE NEW WOWLD! IF YOUS GOT STOCK ON THESE PAWASITE COMPANIES, YOUS FINANCIAL GUWU WENDY HOUSE SAYS, SELL THEM NOW OW LIVE TO WEGWET IT WHEN ME COMES KNOCKING! WALTEW WHITE AIN’T GOT SHIT ON MEZ! I AM THE ONE WHO--
Dixon screams off camera: WENDS!
Wendy snarls, we see spit flying off the corner of her mouth
House: WHAT DO YOUS WANT?!?
Dixon: This is a match against Riot Squad, we’ve faced them before, they are great competitors and even better champions. Look I am sure there is a sensible way to go about this here Hardcore elimination match without resortting to unnecessary brutality and violence if we just go out there and--
* BLEEP-BLEEP-BLOOP*
* BLEEP-BLEEP-BLOOP*
* BLEEP-BLEEP-BLOOP*
* BLEEP-
BLEEP-MOTHERTRUCKIN’
BLOOP*
House: ..RIOT SQUAD HUH?! JACKIE AND ALEX WANNA SEE HAWDCOWE! WELL WENDY’S GONNA BWING DA HOUSE DOWN! TWACE! GET WEADY FOW A NIGHT TO WEMEMBEW BECAUSE WE’S STAWTING A WIOT!
Camera pulls back a bit and we see the clear concern on Dixon’s face, sincere as ever.
Dixon: A riot? Wends I don’t think I wore my riot boots, maybe we should just go out there and have a regular good ol’ House of Dix match and--
A scream like of a banshee and we see the camera fall to the floor, giving us a on the floor view of Wendy House stomping her way down the hall with a gutteral out of this world yet it still seems oddly fitting to the old Three Day’s Grace hit “Riot”
House: LETS STAWT A WIOT, A WIOT LETS STAWT A WIOT, A WIOT LETS STAWT A WIOT, A WIOT ~
We see the terrified face of Dixon peeking down to the camera.
Dixon: Alex, Jax, look we cool and all I’m just not sure which worries me more..what House is going to do to you out there in our match tonight..
She gulps and goes on.
Dixon: ..or to me if I don’t get out there with her.
* BLEEP-BLEEP-BLOOP*
GRAAAAH!
* BLEEP-BLEEP-BLOOP*
HYAAARGH!
* BLEEP-BLEEP-BLOOP*
HUARGHHH!
* BLEEP-BLEEP-BLOOP*
SASKATCHEWAN!
Dixon: Oh shit..the S-word, you are in for a riot now folks, if this is my last night on earth. Do not blame House, she’s had it rough..House Of Dix forever!
She walks on after Wendy’s screams and the never-ending notification tones like a tehnocogically possessed trail of breadcrumbs from the modern hansel & gretel as the show goes on.
House: DIS NOT FUNNEH TWACE! HOUSE IS NOT A MUSE
Dixon: You mean amused?!
House: DOES MES LOOK LIKE MES IZ HAVING FUNZIES TO YOU!
The bleeps and bloops keep going as Wendy’s stomps get louder, her face contorting with anger as she sticks it within maybe a inch from Tracy’s.
House: HOW DO WES END DIS TOWMENT?! Dante’s Infewno missed a ciwcle for the people who iz wesponsible fow dis!
As we see the confused and dubiously concerned Dixon spreading her hands in despair there is a text scrolling through the screen kinda like one would see during a global crisis or breaking news announcements.
*What you see is what happens when someone managed to get #SVWDEATHMARCH2021 trending and trafficking all the mentions through House’s mobile phone* For those of you new to this wonderful place called SRW, Wendy House is not fond of notifications that burn up her mobile device when she’d much rather play candy crush instead.
Dixon: Wends, please. There is no time for infighting we got a Hardcore Tornado Tag Team Championship Elimination Match coming up and--
House: ONE COULD SAY WE’S ONLY IN DIS THIS MESSIES BECAUSE OF YOUW FUCKUP TWACE! HOUSE SWEAWS TO GODS, IF I FIND OUT YOUS DID THIS..Me’s gonna Me’s gonna..
* BLEEP-BLEEP-BLOOP*
House: GUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGH! GIVE MES DAT DAYUM CAMEWA!
She grabs the camera and yanks it to her face, we get a full screen view of House’s face, close up.
House: LISTEN UP WOWLD WENDY HOUSE IS NOT ZE ONE TO BE TWIFLED WITH! HOUSE OF DIX MAY HAVE LOST ZE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPSIES BUT WE’S WILL GET THEM BACKSIES! EVEN IF WE’S HAVE TO KILL EVEWY DAMN CELL PHONE IN THIS AWENA TONIGHT!
Dixon: House, this isn’t what the match is about it’s..
House: DEATH TO NOTIFICATIONS! CANCEL SOCIAL MEDIA! TO HELL WIV YOW LIKES AND DISLIKES! DEATH MARCH 2021 IS DA PLACE WHEWE IT ALL STAWTS ANEW! A BWAVE NEW WOWLD! IF YOUS GOT STOCK ON THESE PAWASITE COMPANIES, YOUS FINANCIAL GUWU WENDY HOUSE SAYS, SELL THEM NOW OW LIVE TO WEGWET IT WHEN ME COMES KNOCKING! WALTEW WHITE AIN’T GOT SHIT ON MEZ! I AM THE ONE WHO--
Dixon screams off camera: WENDS!
Wendy snarls, we see spit flying off the corner of her mouth
House: WHAT DO YOUS WANT?!?
Dixon: This is a match against Riot Squad, we’ve faced them before, they are great competitors and even better champions. Look I am sure there is a sensible way to go about this here Hardcore elimination match without resortting to unnecessary brutality and violence if we just go out there and--
* BLEEP-BLEEP-BLOOP*
* BLEEP-BLEEP-BLOOP*
* BLEEP-BLEEP-BLOOP*
* BLEEP-
BLEEP-MOTHERTRUCKIN’
BLOOP*
House: ..RIOT SQUAD HUH?! JACKIE AND ALEX WANNA SEE HAWDCOWE! WELL WENDY’S GONNA BWING DA HOUSE DOWN! TWACE! GET WEADY FOW A NIGHT TO WEMEMBEW BECAUSE WE’S STAWTING A WIOT!
Camera pulls back a bit and we see the clear concern on Dixon’s face, sincere as ever.
Dixon: A riot? Wends I don’t think I wore my riot boots, maybe we should just go out there and have a regular good ol’ House of Dix match and--
A scream like of a banshee and we see the camera fall to the floor, giving us a on the floor view of Wendy House stomping her way down the hall with a gutteral out of this world yet it still seems oddly fitting to the old Three Day’s Grace hit “Riot”
House: LETS STAWT A WIOT, A WIOT LETS STAWT A WIOT, A WIOT LETS STAWT A WIOT, A WIOT ~
We see the terrified face of Dixon peeking down to the camera.
Dixon: Alex, Jax, look we cool and all I’m just not sure which worries me more..what House is going to do to you out there in our match tonight..
She gulps and goes on.
Dixon: ..or to me if I don’t get out there with her.
* BLEEP-BLEEP-BLOOP*
GRAAAAH!
* BLEEP-BLEEP-BLOOP*
HYAAARGH!
* BLEEP-BLEEP-BLOOP*
HUARGHHH!
* BLEEP-BLEEP-BLOOP*
SASKATCHEWAN!
Dixon: Oh shit..the S-word, you are in for a riot now folks, if this is my last night on earth. Do not blame House, she’s had it rough..House Of Dix forever!
She walks on after Wendy’s screams and the never-ending notification tones like a tehnocogically possessed trail of breadcrumbs from the modern hansel & gretel as the show goes on.
SEGMENT
The camera opens on the Shieldmaidens dressing room to find the SRW Southern Cross Tag Team Champions, Alex “Bullet” Carbajal and Jackie “Bandit” Layton, seemingly waiting for it to arrive.
Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: The time has come…
Bandit nods.
Jackie "Bandit" Layton: House of Dix vs the Shieldmaidens MC’s Riot Squad…
Bullet frowns.
Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: ¿Es la verdad? ¿Nos llaman los Tombos?
Bandit shrugs.
Jackie "Bandit" Layton: Does it matter at this point, Ale? They know who we are no matter what name is slapped on us on the card and poster!
Bullet ponders this for a second and then nods in agreement.
Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: Es la verdad…
Jackie "Bandit" Layton: We have been waiting for this opportunity for months! It’s been two teams in this company running things, us and House of Dix and now we finally get the chance to show which team is better!
Bullet nods.
Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: We have held these championships three times and this is our chance to prove this time was no fluke! We take on the former champions with no spares involved, with no distractions and with no excuses! It is just you and it is just us, winners take the glory!
Bandit smirks.
Jackie "Bandit" Layton: Have to admit, it’s been fun picturing House going nuts at how often her phone has gone off from all the notifications because of this!
Bullet nods, grinning in kind.
Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: We are ready, are you?
Jackie "Bandit" Layton: We’re going to find out!
Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: March!
Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: The time has come…
Bandit nods.
Jackie "Bandit" Layton: House of Dix vs the Shieldmaidens MC’s Riot Squad…
Bullet frowns.
Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: ¿Es la verdad? ¿Nos llaman los Tombos?
Bandit shrugs.
Jackie "Bandit" Layton: Does it matter at this point, Ale? They know who we are no matter what name is slapped on us on the card and poster!
Bullet ponders this for a second and then nods in agreement.
Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: Es la verdad…
Jackie "Bandit" Layton: We have been waiting for this opportunity for months! It’s been two teams in this company running things, us and House of Dix and now we finally get the chance to show which team is better!
Bullet nods.
Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: We have held these championships three times and this is our chance to prove this time was no fluke! We take on the former champions with no spares involved, with no distractions and with no excuses! It is just you and it is just us, winners take the glory!
Bandit smirks.
Jackie "Bandit" Layton: Have to admit, it’s been fun picturing House going nuts at how often her phone has gone off from all the notifications because of this!
Bullet nods, grinning in kind.
Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: We are ready, are you?
Jackie "Bandit" Layton: We’re going to find out!
Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: March!
Spazz: Well... Hell's empty!
Koss: And their match is coming up next!!!
-RIOT SQUAD(C)-VS-HOUSE OF DIX-
The bell sounds and all four nod. Dixon picks up House and launches her at their opponents. House lands crossbody on both Bullet and Bandit. The Rioters catch her and Dixon runs over to crossbody all three of them. The four women crash to the mat with Dixon lying on top and both Maidens’ shoulders down.
Bullet and Bandit both get a shoulder up.
Dixon stands up, pulling her partner with her as she goes. Bandit rolls out to the floor while Bullet rolls to the near corner. Dixon scoops House up and throws her out onto Bandit on the floor. House crashes down, taking Bandit onto the concrete with her. Bullet and Dixon get to their feet and Dixon punches Bullet. Bullet fires back and quickly takes the advantage on the larger woman with Sweating Bullets. Dixon staggers back and Bullet keeps going. House rolls into the ring and kicks Bullet low from behind. Dixon looks up and, with blood trickling down her face, comes off the ropes with a big clothesline on Bullet. Dixon hits a splash and holds for the cover.
Bullet kicks out.
Bandit climbs onto the apron and springboards into victory roll on House.
House kicks out.
House rakes Bandit’s eyes and tries to cradle her.
Bandit reverses!
House reverses!
Bandit kicks out!
Dixon scoops up House and Bullet scoops up Bandit. They smash together, each using their partner as a weapon and all four women go down. Bullet gets to her feet and Dixon runs over, clotheslining the Colombian woman so that they both go over the top to the floor. Bandit and House get to their feet and start throwing punches on each other, each drawing blood on the other. House ducks one and grabs Bandit in the crotch, giggling as she does so. Bandit drills her with a wicked elbow smash that makes House bleed even more and from a second place. House pulls a set of brass knuckles from her tights and swings for the fences. Bandit ducks it and picks House up to look for an atomic drop. House goes to the eyes again and rolls into a victory roll, pulling the tights as she does so.
1!!!
Bullet gets up bleeding on the floor and starts throwing with Dixon at ringside.
2!!!
Bullet gets the better of the exchange again and bounces Dixon off the barricade. She doves in to make the save but she’s a split second too late.
3!!!!
House scrambles to the floor, laughing hysterically as she goes with the Maidens looking out angrily from the ring.
WINNER AND NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: HOUSE OF DIX!!!
Spazz: The fuck?!
Koss: In a hardcore match, it's hard to steal a win, but Wendy House and Tracy Dix manage just that!
Spazz: Nah.... theyz champions again? WTF?! Didn't we just move outta' the dark ages now we gotta' go back in?!!
Koss: House of Dix is a very game tag team!
Spazz: ........Go eat some Dix fatboy!
TORNADO TAG TEAM BURIED ALIVE MATCHBullet and Bandit both get a shoulder up.
Dixon stands up, pulling her partner with her as she goes. Bandit rolls out to the floor while Bullet rolls to the near corner. Dixon scoops House up and throws her out onto Bandit on the floor. House crashes down, taking Bandit onto the concrete with her. Bullet and Dixon get to their feet and Dixon punches Bullet. Bullet fires back and quickly takes the advantage on the larger woman with Sweating Bullets. Dixon staggers back and Bullet keeps going. House rolls into the ring and kicks Bullet low from behind. Dixon looks up and, with blood trickling down her face, comes off the ropes with a big clothesline on Bullet. Dixon hits a splash and holds for the cover.
Bullet kicks out.
Bandit climbs onto the apron and springboards into victory roll on House.
House kicks out.
House rakes Bandit’s eyes and tries to cradle her.
Bandit reverses!
House reverses!
Bandit kicks out!
Dixon scoops up House and Bullet scoops up Bandit. They smash together, each using their partner as a weapon and all four women go down. Bullet gets to her feet and Dixon runs over, clotheslining the Colombian woman so that they both go over the top to the floor. Bandit and House get to their feet and start throwing punches on each other, each drawing blood on the other. House ducks one and grabs Bandit in the crotch, giggling as she does so. Bandit drills her with a wicked elbow smash that makes House bleed even more and from a second place. House pulls a set of brass knuckles from her tights and swings for the fences. Bandit ducks it and picks House up to look for an atomic drop. House goes to the eyes again and rolls into a victory roll, pulling the tights as she does so.
1!!!
Bullet gets up bleeding on the floor and starts throwing with Dixon at ringside.
2!!!
Bullet gets the better of the exchange again and bounces Dixon off the barricade. She doves in to make the save but she’s a split second too late.
3!!!!
House scrambles to the floor, laughing hysterically as she goes with the Maidens looking out angrily from the ring.
WINNER AND NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: HOUSE OF DIX!!!
Spazz: The fuck?!
Koss: In a hardcore match, it's hard to steal a win, but Wendy House and Tracy Dix manage just that!
Spazz: Nah.... theyz champions again? WTF?! Didn't we just move outta' the dark ages now we gotta' go back in?!!
Koss: House of Dix is a very game tag team!
Spazz: ........Go eat some Dix fatboy!
SEGMENT
We are at the world renown Leigh University in Bethlehem PA. In the ring with us stands Luther Thunder with a microphone, before his theme even properly starts the big Dutchman barks out.
Luther Thunder: CUT MY MUSIC, I GOT SOMETHING TO SAY!
The music switches off and the Amsterdam native goes on.
Luther Thunder: Since I signed with Southern Rebellion Wrestling as it’s first ever male roster member I have worked tirelessly to elevate not just the level of the matches I am involved in but every single thing in this great company. From championships to overall competition, I won a championship in my third match in this great company and held the belt since. Even unified it against Jerry Watts! I went through hell and back with Juliet Motherfrickin’ Black multiple times. My blood, sweat and tears are within this company. I am an honest, modest and simply the best man to ever be signed to this place. So when I say something, anything at all you fine people right here in Bethlehem Pennsylvania as well as those watching around the world know that I only speak the truth.
Some mixed fractions from the crowd seems like there is a strong and vocal group of people behind the former Ultimate Conquest champion and fair bit of those who won’t believe a word he says, Thunder cups an ear and shakes his head.
Luther Thunder: Sounds to me like Leigh University has it’s fair share of Millarials, does it?
He chuckles at the moniker given for CCM’s fans derived from Millenials probably.
Luther Thunder: That’s fine, that’s fine. You can cheer for him, you can boo at me. That doesn't make a lick of difference tonight because my opponent. The self proclaimed “king of conquest” himself. Mister. Crazy Crazy Millar. Is the one I am after, a man who has boldly stated how he has no morals, no ethics or scruples to begin with. The man who on his very first night in SRW cheated in his debut match, against me! Now what makes it double the insult isn’t the fact that his geriatric goon of a father is about twice the size of his son, oh no. It’s the fact that by using the 7 foot fossil as leverage he forced me to a humiliating submission loss on my first night in this great company. So not only did he win by ill means he also tainted my debut for future generations and the no doubt best selling SRW collection series of “Best of Luther in Southern Rebellion Wrestling” that would fly off the shelves to you eager fans without hesitation. Since that night I worked harder, trained harder and competed harder by every match and just two matches, two matches folks, I became a champion. Now Millar himself has made it clear in the past that he has no desire for championships, glory or honour neither drives him, but if he sees a chance to deprive someone of their hard work, to mock and ridicule all that they have accomplished and turn it into a joke such as him..he will. That folks is why he chose to use a tried & true tactic of cheating against me and stole MY Ultimate Conquest Championship, now of course I am upset that I lost but Millar did not only deprive me of something that belongs to me, he insulted all of you fans as well, for I am your Conquest Champion after all, so this injustice falls on you as much as it does me and it is a pain in my heart of hearts that will not stop until justice has been done. CCM, you beat me once with your dad’s assistance, then you enlist the goon again and now you take the Ultimate Conquest Championship with his assistance. A lineced official, they don’t hand out those cards to anyone, you can’t get one form a box of cereals how could your old man who probably doesn’t even a drivers’s license be a ref?! He is as crooked as you are if not more so! Don’t they have some integrity in that profession, background checks and such to insure the true, honest and just officiating of match--
His microphone gets cut off and we hear a familiar Yorkshire accent marinated tone.
“OI! LITTLE DUTCH BOY!”
Crowd erupts as they see the static on the Rebeltron showing the fans a massive screen view of the Ultimate Conquest Championship, then as the championship pulls back we see the wiery frame of none other than CCM, next to a familiar towering figure, both of the Millar’s are there seated and smiling politely.
CCM: Hey dad, You think he can hear us?
Winston Millar-Dyson shrugs as we see Luther truing to yell at the crew at ringside to get him a working microphone.
CCM: Sorry about that there, Dances with tulips. You’d be surprised just how easy it is to intercept these technogadgets these days..
He looks over to his father.
CCM: Say Dad, you aren’t a licensed white hat hacker as well are ya?
WMD shakes his head.
WMD: No, I borrowed this wonderful book from ChaCha, you know the brains of our operations.
He shows off a cover which reads in bold letters:
HACKING FOR PILLOCKS: EVEN A COMPLETE NUMPTY CAN DO IT
Finally Luther gets another microphone and he howls out in anger.
Luther Thunder: You two idiots can’t keep doing this to me! I was just about to make a point about how disgusting and deplorable the pair of you are, you can’t keep trying to silence the truth like some--
A loud static and we see Luther beating on the microphone hellaciously as CCM chuckles.
CCM: Looks to me like we just did that again, aye Dad?
Winston nodded.
WMD: Too bloody right. Told you this is a great book but arguing with a muted Luther is like beating him twice, once as a joke and second one for the championship, I mean who does that lad?
CCM: I did! I did just that actually. But I see your point, not everyone is as skilled as the Yorkshire Terror himself. Let’s humor the people and let the clogwork orange spew his bollocks a bit.
With a static like a flick from a switch we hear Luther’s voice again.
Luther Thunder: What kind of a Mickey Mouse operation is this?! Can’t you override these two terrorists?! Someone track them and find out where they are so I can go there and take care of this myself!
We hear the booming voice of Winston.
WMD: Shut the front door! I think the people have heard enough of your nonsense for a decade or two over the last few months. Which in fairness, suits you just fine since that is what you are, isn’t it Luth? All talk and no trousers.
Crowd bursts out to a laugh and we see Luther struggling to maintain his cool.
Luther Thunder: Stay out of this Millar, this is none of your business. You’ve meddled in it far over everyone’s tolerance already.
WMD: Oh it is my business sonny-Jim I made it my business. My boy was done dirty by the wrestling business for years, they fucked him left, right and center. They put one of the greatest ring technicians of his generation behind a desk at ringside. Made him a bollocks spewing catchphrase machine and global joke. He tried running a company and the Greeks ruined that for him..his marriages, well less said about them the better. Last thing the Millar family needs is another lawsuit..
We see CCM gawk at the camera then his dad, then back at the camera.
CCM: Who the bloody hell’s side are you on anyway?! Christ Dad, you buried me worse than any opponent I’ve faced in years and I am your own son.
WMD: Tough love lad, that’s why I am your dad and not some milkman.
Luther Thunder: While that’s very touching. I was just out here to declare that the yorkshire terror’s reign of terror ends tonight! I will end you Millar, you hear me?!
Father and son look at each other, pointing at one and other then seeming confused.
WMD&CCM: Which one?
Luther Thunder: EITHER, BOTH, I DON’T CARE!
We see WMD shaking his head in disappointment and CCM looking even worse.
CCM: tsk tsk, temper temper Mr. Thunder. You know for such a mild mannered and courteous man you seem to have a mean streak mile long and twice as wide. Which is ironic since you flapped your gums earlier about what a horrible person I am.
Luther Thunder: Only told people the truth about you!
WMD: He’s got you there son.
CCM: Yup, not denying any of it. I’ve never tried to hide it either, ask anyone I’ve faced in ask UVR if you dare, she’ll break you in half for doubting her but she won’t lie. Even if I would. However it’s so easy talking about “truths” when you talk about others, Luther..What about yourself?
Luther Thunder: What do you mean?
CCM: Oh you know, the whole most honest, modest and simply the best..all that and a bag of chips, right?
Luther Thunder: That’s right!
Millar jr looks to the senior.
CCM: He agrees.
WMD: Sure does.
CCM: Well since that’s the deal let me bring people back to the memory trail for a bit, I don’t know how many of you remember the merciless, cowardly and simply disgusting attack on my dear ol’ daddy-o not long after my debut in SRW?
WMD: I sure do!
CCM: As do I and I remember that I went to the powers that be, the General Manager at the time demanding actions, investigations and such.
WMD: Who was that?
CCM: Oh you know, the one behind the desk calling the shots at the time.
WMD: Oh him, gotcha.
CCM: Anyway, he is not with the company anymore and that’s neither here or there, however we did come to possess a little something. A little thing called “security tape footage from the night of the attack”
WMD: Oh crackers, this any good?
CCM: Better than Space Jam on VHS Why don’t we show this gem to the people?
WMD: Sure, when?
CCM: Oh, right now!
He flicks a switch and suddenly we see a surprisingly clear video of WMD walking into the venue at the night in question, well the parking lot was as far as he got when a dark figure runs at him and starts swinging a baseball bat.
CCM: Damn, hits like a pro!
WMD: Think it’s Babe Ruth!?!
CCM: Doubt it he’s as dead as disco, been for a while actually.
We hear an eerie silence in the arena as the crowd is dead silent watching the violence and WMD being left laid out in the parking lot.
CCM: I do apologize for the sensitive ones watching, that was quite brutal but sometimes reality is just that way.
We hear some keys clicking and the camera zooms in.
WMD: Wait a minute! He has a mask! NOW How are we supposed to know who did it?!
CCM: Curses, foiled again. However we have another camera angle too..
We see the maked figure walk down what looks like maintenance corridor used by crew and security as he is stopped by someone, who pulls them in for a kiss.
WMD: Blimey, if a person walloping me with a bloody bat gets a kiss like that. I might have to do it myself next time--hey wait a minute. I know that woman!
CCM: Yeah and I bet you aren’t the only one..
We see the face of ESME THUNDER on freeze frame as she reaches for the mask.
WMD: Would you look at that Luther, that’s your missus right there I wonder who she was snogging like that--
The video continues and we see the mak being removed revealing the face of LUTHER THUNDER.
CCM: NOOOOOO!
WMD: Well I never! I can’t believe me own eyes here, good thing I went to specsavers before the show use the code JUSTICEFORWMD to get 10 quid off of your next purchase btw!
He puts on his glasses the window frame like.
CCM: Any comments there Thunder?
We see the shock on Luther’s face, even if for a moment. Then his face changes colour.
Luther Thunder: That’s a fake! Those can be doctored, I would never resort to such disgusting, underhanded tactics and--
CCM: SHUT IT!
The crowd erupts to cheers.
CCM: Now earlier you were wondering where it is we were? Well Luther..we noticed you came out to the ring on your lonesome, probably trying to play it smart. Well since you are there..we figured we’d go..over here.
The camera pulls back and we see the door leading to Luther’s locker room. Both of the Milalrs smile and we see WMD standing up with a metallic baseball bat.
CCM: Like that Luther? Similar you did a number on dad with. I figured I’d let him have the first try..if you think could stand a chance against him without sneak attacks. I suggest you get here, sharpish.
We hear WMD’s voice.
WMD: Lil’ Missus, Lil’ Missus let me in~
CCM: Not by the hair of my hubby’s chinny chin, chin~
The sing-song mockingly high pitched female impersonation added to the eerie feel as WMD takes some steps back.
WMD: Then I’ll huff, puff and blow your damn house down!
We hear a crack as the door gets busted off it’s hinges and Luther roars out in a very primal way.
Then the handheld camera panoramas around the locker room which we see to be empty.
We’ve never seen Luther Thunder so relieved as he was at that given moment, looking around yelling for his wife.
When she actually slides out from hiding under the ring and into the ring to her husband’s arms. The two Thunders seem to think they pulled the wool over the Englishmen’s eyes but it’s clear from the faces of Father & Son Millar that the situation is far from over.
CCM: Yeah you better squeeze her real tight while you can Luther, because tonight. When we face for the third time. I’m gonna beat you again, I’m going to be leaving this dump as STILL the KING OF CONQUEST and prove the old saying Third time's the charm to be just that. This time, I’ll get some payback for what you did to my father..hey Dad, shut this damn transmission off will ya, how do you do it?
We see the furious face of WMD with the bat as he pulls it back.
WMD: The old fashioned way.
He swings and with a loud crack and static the video cuts off and we see a graphic promoting the Ulitmate Conquest Championship match between CCM & Luther Thunder coming up next!
Luther Thunder: CUT MY MUSIC, I GOT SOMETHING TO SAY!
The music switches off and the Amsterdam native goes on.
Luther Thunder: Since I signed with Southern Rebellion Wrestling as it’s first ever male roster member I have worked tirelessly to elevate not just the level of the matches I am involved in but every single thing in this great company. From championships to overall competition, I won a championship in my third match in this great company and held the belt since. Even unified it against Jerry Watts! I went through hell and back with Juliet Motherfrickin’ Black multiple times. My blood, sweat and tears are within this company. I am an honest, modest and simply the best man to ever be signed to this place. So when I say something, anything at all you fine people right here in Bethlehem Pennsylvania as well as those watching around the world know that I only speak the truth.
Some mixed fractions from the crowd seems like there is a strong and vocal group of people behind the former Ultimate Conquest champion and fair bit of those who won’t believe a word he says, Thunder cups an ear and shakes his head.
Luther Thunder: Sounds to me like Leigh University has it’s fair share of Millarials, does it?
He chuckles at the moniker given for CCM’s fans derived from Millenials probably.
Luther Thunder: That’s fine, that’s fine. You can cheer for him, you can boo at me. That doesn't make a lick of difference tonight because my opponent. The self proclaimed “king of conquest” himself. Mister. Crazy Crazy Millar. Is the one I am after, a man who has boldly stated how he has no morals, no ethics or scruples to begin with. The man who on his very first night in SRW cheated in his debut match, against me! Now what makes it double the insult isn’t the fact that his geriatric goon of a father is about twice the size of his son, oh no. It’s the fact that by using the 7 foot fossil as leverage he forced me to a humiliating submission loss on my first night in this great company. So not only did he win by ill means he also tainted my debut for future generations and the no doubt best selling SRW collection series of “Best of Luther in Southern Rebellion Wrestling” that would fly off the shelves to you eager fans without hesitation. Since that night I worked harder, trained harder and competed harder by every match and just two matches, two matches folks, I became a champion. Now Millar himself has made it clear in the past that he has no desire for championships, glory or honour neither drives him, but if he sees a chance to deprive someone of their hard work, to mock and ridicule all that they have accomplished and turn it into a joke such as him..he will. That folks is why he chose to use a tried & true tactic of cheating against me and stole MY Ultimate Conquest Championship, now of course I am upset that I lost but Millar did not only deprive me of something that belongs to me, he insulted all of you fans as well, for I am your Conquest Champion after all, so this injustice falls on you as much as it does me and it is a pain in my heart of hearts that will not stop until justice has been done. CCM, you beat me once with your dad’s assistance, then you enlist the goon again and now you take the Ultimate Conquest Championship with his assistance. A lineced official, they don’t hand out those cards to anyone, you can’t get one form a box of cereals how could your old man who probably doesn’t even a drivers’s license be a ref?! He is as crooked as you are if not more so! Don’t they have some integrity in that profession, background checks and such to insure the true, honest and just officiating of match--
His microphone gets cut off and we hear a familiar Yorkshire accent marinated tone.
“OI! LITTLE DUTCH BOY!”
Crowd erupts as they see the static on the Rebeltron showing the fans a massive screen view of the Ultimate Conquest Championship, then as the championship pulls back we see the wiery frame of none other than CCM, next to a familiar towering figure, both of the Millar’s are there seated and smiling politely.
CCM: Hey dad, You think he can hear us?
Winston Millar-Dyson shrugs as we see Luther truing to yell at the crew at ringside to get him a working microphone.
CCM: Sorry about that there, Dances with tulips. You’d be surprised just how easy it is to intercept these technogadgets these days..
He looks over to his father.
CCM: Say Dad, you aren’t a licensed white hat hacker as well are ya?
WMD shakes his head.
WMD: No, I borrowed this wonderful book from ChaCha, you know the brains of our operations.
He shows off a cover which reads in bold letters:
HACKING FOR PILLOCKS: EVEN A COMPLETE NUMPTY CAN DO IT
Finally Luther gets another microphone and he howls out in anger.
Luther Thunder: You two idiots can’t keep doing this to me! I was just about to make a point about how disgusting and deplorable the pair of you are, you can’t keep trying to silence the truth like some--
A loud static and we see Luther beating on the microphone hellaciously as CCM chuckles.
CCM: Looks to me like we just did that again, aye Dad?
Winston nodded.
WMD: Too bloody right. Told you this is a great book but arguing with a muted Luther is like beating him twice, once as a joke and second one for the championship, I mean who does that lad?
CCM: I did! I did just that actually. But I see your point, not everyone is as skilled as the Yorkshire Terror himself. Let’s humor the people and let the clogwork orange spew his bollocks a bit.
With a static like a flick from a switch we hear Luther’s voice again.
Luther Thunder: What kind of a Mickey Mouse operation is this?! Can’t you override these two terrorists?! Someone track them and find out where they are so I can go there and take care of this myself!
We hear the booming voice of Winston.
WMD: Shut the front door! I think the people have heard enough of your nonsense for a decade or two over the last few months. Which in fairness, suits you just fine since that is what you are, isn’t it Luth? All talk and no trousers.
Crowd bursts out to a laugh and we see Luther struggling to maintain his cool.
Luther Thunder: Stay out of this Millar, this is none of your business. You’ve meddled in it far over everyone’s tolerance already.
WMD: Oh it is my business sonny-Jim I made it my business. My boy was done dirty by the wrestling business for years, they fucked him left, right and center. They put one of the greatest ring technicians of his generation behind a desk at ringside. Made him a bollocks spewing catchphrase machine and global joke. He tried running a company and the Greeks ruined that for him..his marriages, well less said about them the better. Last thing the Millar family needs is another lawsuit..
We see CCM gawk at the camera then his dad, then back at the camera.
CCM: Who the bloody hell’s side are you on anyway?! Christ Dad, you buried me worse than any opponent I’ve faced in years and I am your own son.
WMD: Tough love lad, that’s why I am your dad and not some milkman.
Luther Thunder: While that’s very touching. I was just out here to declare that the yorkshire terror’s reign of terror ends tonight! I will end you Millar, you hear me?!
Father and son look at each other, pointing at one and other then seeming confused.
WMD&CCM: Which one?
Luther Thunder: EITHER, BOTH, I DON’T CARE!
We see WMD shaking his head in disappointment and CCM looking even worse.
CCM: tsk tsk, temper temper Mr. Thunder. You know for such a mild mannered and courteous man you seem to have a mean streak mile long and twice as wide. Which is ironic since you flapped your gums earlier about what a horrible person I am.
Luther Thunder: Only told people the truth about you!
WMD: He’s got you there son.
CCM: Yup, not denying any of it. I’ve never tried to hide it either, ask anyone I’ve faced in ask UVR if you dare, she’ll break you in half for doubting her but she won’t lie. Even if I would. However it’s so easy talking about “truths” when you talk about others, Luther..What about yourself?
Luther Thunder: What do you mean?
CCM: Oh you know, the whole most honest, modest and simply the best..all that and a bag of chips, right?
Luther Thunder: That’s right!
Millar jr looks to the senior.
CCM: He agrees.
WMD: Sure does.
CCM: Well since that’s the deal let me bring people back to the memory trail for a bit, I don’t know how many of you remember the merciless, cowardly and simply disgusting attack on my dear ol’ daddy-o not long after my debut in SRW?
WMD: I sure do!
CCM: As do I and I remember that I went to the powers that be, the General Manager at the time demanding actions, investigations and such.
WMD: Who was that?
CCM: Oh you know, the one behind the desk calling the shots at the time.
WMD: Oh him, gotcha.
CCM: Anyway, he is not with the company anymore and that’s neither here or there, however we did come to possess a little something. A little thing called “security tape footage from the night of the attack”
WMD: Oh crackers, this any good?
CCM: Better than Space Jam on VHS Why don’t we show this gem to the people?
WMD: Sure, when?
CCM: Oh, right now!
He flicks a switch and suddenly we see a surprisingly clear video of WMD walking into the venue at the night in question, well the parking lot was as far as he got when a dark figure runs at him and starts swinging a baseball bat.
CCM: Damn, hits like a pro!
WMD: Think it’s Babe Ruth!?!
CCM: Doubt it he’s as dead as disco, been for a while actually.
We hear an eerie silence in the arena as the crowd is dead silent watching the violence and WMD being left laid out in the parking lot.
CCM: I do apologize for the sensitive ones watching, that was quite brutal but sometimes reality is just that way.
We hear some keys clicking and the camera zooms in.
WMD: Wait a minute! He has a mask! NOW How are we supposed to know who did it?!
CCM: Curses, foiled again. However we have another camera angle too..
We see the maked figure walk down what looks like maintenance corridor used by crew and security as he is stopped by someone, who pulls them in for a kiss.
WMD: Blimey, if a person walloping me with a bloody bat gets a kiss like that. I might have to do it myself next time--hey wait a minute. I know that woman!
CCM: Yeah and I bet you aren’t the only one..
We see the face of ESME THUNDER on freeze frame as she reaches for the mask.
WMD: Would you look at that Luther, that’s your missus right there I wonder who she was snogging like that--
The video continues and we see the mak being removed revealing the face of LUTHER THUNDER.
CCM: NOOOOOO!
WMD: Well I never! I can’t believe me own eyes here, good thing I went to specsavers before the show use the code JUSTICEFORWMD to get 10 quid off of your next purchase btw!
He puts on his glasses the window frame like.
CCM: Any comments there Thunder?
We see the shock on Luther’s face, even if for a moment. Then his face changes colour.
Luther Thunder: That’s a fake! Those can be doctored, I would never resort to such disgusting, underhanded tactics and--
CCM: SHUT IT!
The crowd erupts to cheers.
CCM: Now earlier you were wondering where it is we were? Well Luther..we noticed you came out to the ring on your lonesome, probably trying to play it smart. Well since you are there..we figured we’d go..over here.
The camera pulls back and we see the door leading to Luther’s locker room. Both of the Milalrs smile and we see WMD standing up with a metallic baseball bat.
CCM: Like that Luther? Similar you did a number on dad with. I figured I’d let him have the first try..if you think could stand a chance against him without sneak attacks. I suggest you get here, sharpish.
We hear WMD’s voice.
WMD: Lil’ Missus, Lil’ Missus let me in~
CCM: Not by the hair of my hubby’s chinny chin, chin~
The sing-song mockingly high pitched female impersonation added to the eerie feel as WMD takes some steps back.
WMD: Then I’ll huff, puff and blow your damn house down!
We hear a crack as the door gets busted off it’s hinges and Luther roars out in a very primal way.
Then the handheld camera panoramas around the locker room which we see to be empty.
We’ve never seen Luther Thunder so relieved as he was at that given moment, looking around yelling for his wife.
When she actually slides out from hiding under the ring and into the ring to her husband’s arms. The two Thunders seem to think they pulled the wool over the Englishmen’s eyes but it’s clear from the faces of Father & Son Millar that the situation is far from over.
CCM: Yeah you better squeeze her real tight while you can Luther, because tonight. When we face for the third time. I’m gonna beat you again, I’m going to be leaving this dump as STILL the KING OF CONQUEST and prove the old saying Third time's the charm to be just that. This time, I’ll get some payback for what you did to my father..hey Dad, shut this damn transmission off will ya, how do you do it?
We see the furious face of WMD with the bat as he pulls it back.
WMD: The old fashioned way.
He swings and with a loud crack and static the video cuts off and we see a graphic promoting the Ulitmate Conquest Championship match between CCM & Luther Thunder coming up next!
ULTIMATE CONQUEST CHAMPIONSHIP
-CCM (C)-VS-LUTHER THUNDER-
-CCM (C)-VS-LUTHER THUNDER-
The bell sounds and CCM rakes Luther’s eyes to get some space for himself. CCM jumps into an attempt at a kimura but Thunder throws him off. CCM hits hard and rolls out to the floor. Thunder comes out after him, eager to deliver more pain and punishment. CCM staggers to his feet and Thunder comes looking for a big lariat. CCM drops out of the way and Thunder has to pull up to avoid crashing his own arm into the ringpost. CCM jumps up and tries for a dropkick but Thunder spins into a lariat that almost takes the smaller man’s head off. Thunder drags CCM up and tosses him into the ring, rolling him over from under the bottom rope. As the referee turns his attention to CCM, WMD drills Thunder in the back of the head with an elbow strike and quickly walks away. The referee stands up, sees WMD walking away and calls out to the legend about what he’s just done. WMD puts his hands up to protest his innocence. Thunder glances over and glares at WMD before rolling into the ring like a cat. CCM tries to roll him up but Thunder blocks the cradle attempt and picks him up for a big powerbomb. CCM hits hard and Thunder covers.
CCM kicks out.
As Thunder tries to stand up, CCM throws his legs over and takes an arm-in triangle choke. Thunder tries to pull out with brute force but he cannot get free. CCM tries to clamp down tighter and tighter even as thunder pulls harder and harder to get loose. WMD nods his approval, smirking cruelly from the floor across the ring from the action. Thunder grabs his own wrist and picks CCM up for another gigantic powerbomb that knocks the smaller man free. Thunder falls into a cover in the process.
CCM gets a shoulder up.
Thunder tries to mount CCM and start smashing down him but CCM rolls away and gets to the ropes before the big man can get into the proper position for destruction. Thunder charges and CCM drops out of the way, pulling the rope down with him. Thunder tumbles over the top rope to the floor. CCM staggers up and starts to go out but the referee steps to stop him. With the official's back turned, WMD moves in and kicks Thunder on all fours. Thunder spins from the impact and then gets to his feet. He grabs WMD angrily and throws the legend back first into the ring post. WMD hits hard and Thunder hits the Thunderstruck superkick, knocking the legend out cold. CCM sees his father go down and dives out onto Thunder. Thunder catches him and drops him throat first across the barricade. CCM hits hard and bounces back clutching at his throat. Thunder grabs him and tosses him back into the ring, following in close behind himself. CCM staggers up coughing, still clutching at his throat. Thunder hits the Thunderstruck on CCM and then grabs him before he can go down. Thunder pulls him in and motions at the crowd that the end is near. Thunder hoists CCM up and delivers the Sword of Damocles. CCM hits hard and Thunder covers, hooking both legs.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
WINNER AND NEW ULTIMATE CONQUEST CHAMPION: LUTHER THUNDER!!!
Koss: Luther Thunder takes the belt back from CCM!!!
Spazz: And this time, no Referee Switcharoo bullshit!
Noisestorm’s “Crab Rave” plays along with the introduction to the scene as the Game Room title screen appears.
The camera slam cuts to a locker room set up to look like a gamer’s eutopia. In the center shot, sitting on a sofa, Katrina Cage leans forward with her elbows on her knees. Her thumbs furiously fly over a PS5 controller. A screen overlay on the bottom center shows a live stream of gameplay footage from the latest, hottest new wrestling game on the market. Kat’s controlling a custom built creation of herself that’s nearly spot on. The ring is filled with several other SRW roster members that are set to appear in the Hardcore War Games match. Again, they’re custom made but each and every one of them looks, surprisingly, dead on. In the background of the frame, we recognize Sammi Belmont doing the actual Crab Rave dance with the music that’s now coming from a speaker system from somewhere in the locker room. Katrina’s backing her CAW away from a group of three A.I opponents making their way towards her as the others fight it out.
Katrina: Yo! Get the hell away from me, pendejos! Everyone for themselves! What’s this team up shit?! SAM!! The hell are you doing?!
Sammi: Limbering up, mate! Am I in, yet?!
Katrina: Nah but you can pop up at any second! Get your butt in gear!
Sammi: I am! What’s it look like?!
Katrina: You better not be doing the Crab Rave!
Katrina charges her CAW in and nails one of her pursuers with a cheap shot clothesline. She charges in again and nails a dropkick. She’s going the cheap route, hit and run tactic. Behind her, Sammi pauses in her dance that her tag partner’s not even looking at, looking like she just got caught red handed. After a few seconds however, she goes right back to the Crab Rave. On the overlay screen, the timer starts counting down.
Katrina: Oop! Here comes biggums! Shit’s getting real!
Sammi: Oi, wait! Are we even in that match?
Katrina: Nah, but fuck it, we can dream! Oh shit, here she come! Laying bitches out! AGH!! NO!! GET AWAY FROM ME!! SHIT!!
Katrina starts actively sprinting her CAW around the ring in an effort to avoid contact. Sammi stops in the background and her jaw drops at the screen.
Sammi: You what?! Are you running?!
Katrina: Damn right, I’m running! I ain’t fucking with that noise!
Sammi comes over and leans over the back of the couch to get a closer look at the screen.
Sammi: Oi, Kat. If we’re not in the match and you’re just bloody runnin’, what are we even training for?
Katrina: Gotta keep our shit quick, chica! We ain’t been in a ring in over a year. We gotta let S-R-Dub know we still got it!
Sammi: By runnin’ from a fight? What nonsense is that?
Katrina: Nah, see. Look at the stamina bar. Wear that ass down!
Sammi raises her eyebrows and shrugs her shoulders. It’s a good idea her friend has. In theory that is. However….
Sammi: You check yours?
Kat’s smile drops as her CAW’s own stamina bar depletes down and she gasses out. The CAW flattens her with a nasty lariat, picks her up and tosses her out of the ring. Kat’s face goes comically shocked as she shrugs out her hands as if to say “what the hell was that?!” She looks back at Sammi who just shrugs again.
Sammi: You got cocky! Just like always!
Katrina: I never get cocky in the ring!
Sammi: Too right, mate, but you get cocky in games all the time!
Katrina: Well, we gotta let everyone know we’re coming, somehow.
Sammi: We do, yeah, but why not just do it like this?
Sammi hops over the couch and lands right beside Katrina as the rest of the A.I characters go at each other. She looks right into the camera itself and gives a sweeping wave of her hand.
Sammi: ‘Ello, me lovelies! Did you miss us?!
Katrina: Of course they did! You saw social media!
Katrina pauses the game, kicks back on the couch and gives a playful wink to the camera. Sammi snaps her fingers and points to Katrina with a grin.
Sammi: Right, you are, mate! The Skillz Vendorz are back, lovelies!
Katrina: Bet your asses we are. And we got two words for ya.
Sammi: Game.
Katrina: Start.
They give each other a fist bump with the little explosion sound as the music swells again and the scene closes with the next screen.
Spazz: Sexy Twitch Steamers are sexy AF yo!
Koss: When did we start advertising twitch steamers on this platform?
Spazz: Since they pay bank, fats!
We open backstage to find Becky Mercy standing alongside the massive Tracy Sin, an evil grin on her face. The room they stand in is pitch black with only a row of candles before them providing an oddly appropriate mood lighting. They're dressed in their ring gear and looking like they've got something to say. Becky lets her fingers drift over candle flames, hissing with an odd sense of pleasure at the burning of her finger tips.
Becky: So all of you see a hero... someone who is respectable and stand up. Someone who has your back and is all honorable and well... I got news for you! She's a liar... an absolute, big... fat... liar. There's a reason me and Tracy Kins buried her alive....
Tracy: FEAST FOR THE WORMS!!!
Becky: She was such a nasty, horrible, and despicable woman who was horrible to everyone, especially us, her loyal allies! She trained us, taught us all the tricks we now use to beat her to a pulp not once, but twice now. Are those the tactics of an honorable warrior? No... they are not. We've attacked her as she taught us to attack others.
Tracy growls, her imposing presence only gaining more aggression with her steely glare.
Tracy: We were tools.... TOOLS! To be used and discarded.... forgotten....
Becky: Others may have forgotten about us, but you never did, Ursie-poo.... and now, we're going to show the world just a taste of who you really are. Your last moment before we buried you alive, from The Pitt, Summer of 2016....
The Camera fades to black...
CCM kicks out.
As Thunder tries to stand up, CCM throws his legs over and takes an arm-in triangle choke. Thunder tries to pull out with brute force but he cannot get free. CCM tries to clamp down tighter and tighter even as thunder pulls harder and harder to get loose. WMD nods his approval, smirking cruelly from the floor across the ring from the action. Thunder grabs his own wrist and picks CCM up for another gigantic powerbomb that knocks the smaller man free. Thunder falls into a cover in the process.
CCM gets a shoulder up.
Thunder tries to mount CCM and start smashing down him but CCM rolls away and gets to the ropes before the big man can get into the proper position for destruction. Thunder charges and CCM drops out of the way, pulling the rope down with him. Thunder tumbles over the top rope to the floor. CCM staggers up and starts to go out but the referee steps to stop him. With the official's back turned, WMD moves in and kicks Thunder on all fours. Thunder spins from the impact and then gets to his feet. He grabs WMD angrily and throws the legend back first into the ring post. WMD hits hard and Thunder hits the Thunderstruck superkick, knocking the legend out cold. CCM sees his father go down and dives out onto Thunder. Thunder catches him and drops him throat first across the barricade. CCM hits hard and bounces back clutching at his throat. Thunder grabs him and tosses him back into the ring, following in close behind himself. CCM staggers up coughing, still clutching at his throat. Thunder hits the Thunderstruck on CCM and then grabs him before he can go down. Thunder pulls him in and motions at the crowd that the end is near. Thunder hoists CCM up and delivers the Sword of Damocles. CCM hits hard and Thunder covers, hooking both legs.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
WINNER AND NEW ULTIMATE CONQUEST CHAMPION: LUTHER THUNDER!!!
Koss: Luther Thunder takes the belt back from CCM!!!
Spazz: And this time, no Referee Switcharoo bullshit!
SEGMENT
Noisestorm’s “Crab Rave” plays along with the introduction to the scene as the Game Room title screen appears.
The camera slam cuts to a locker room set up to look like a gamer’s eutopia. In the center shot, sitting on a sofa, Katrina Cage leans forward with her elbows on her knees. Her thumbs furiously fly over a PS5 controller. A screen overlay on the bottom center shows a live stream of gameplay footage from the latest, hottest new wrestling game on the market. Kat’s controlling a custom built creation of herself that’s nearly spot on. The ring is filled with several other SRW roster members that are set to appear in the Hardcore War Games match. Again, they’re custom made but each and every one of them looks, surprisingly, dead on. In the background of the frame, we recognize Sammi Belmont doing the actual Crab Rave dance with the music that’s now coming from a speaker system from somewhere in the locker room. Katrina’s backing her CAW away from a group of three A.I opponents making their way towards her as the others fight it out.
Katrina: Yo! Get the hell away from me, pendejos! Everyone for themselves! What’s this team up shit?! SAM!! The hell are you doing?!
Sammi: Limbering up, mate! Am I in, yet?!
Katrina: Nah but you can pop up at any second! Get your butt in gear!
Sammi: I am! What’s it look like?!
Katrina: You better not be doing the Crab Rave!
Katrina charges her CAW in and nails one of her pursuers with a cheap shot clothesline. She charges in again and nails a dropkick. She’s going the cheap route, hit and run tactic. Behind her, Sammi pauses in her dance that her tag partner’s not even looking at, looking like she just got caught red handed. After a few seconds however, she goes right back to the Crab Rave. On the overlay screen, the timer starts counting down.
Katrina: Oop! Here comes biggums! Shit’s getting real!
Sammi: Oi, wait! Are we even in that match?
Katrina: Nah, but fuck it, we can dream! Oh shit, here she come! Laying bitches out! AGH!! NO!! GET AWAY FROM ME!! SHIT!!
Katrina starts actively sprinting her CAW around the ring in an effort to avoid contact. Sammi stops in the background and her jaw drops at the screen.
Sammi: You what?! Are you running?!
Katrina: Damn right, I’m running! I ain’t fucking with that noise!
Sammi comes over and leans over the back of the couch to get a closer look at the screen.
Sammi: Oi, Kat. If we’re not in the match and you’re just bloody runnin’, what are we even training for?
Katrina: Gotta keep our shit quick, chica! We ain’t been in a ring in over a year. We gotta let S-R-Dub know we still got it!
Sammi: By runnin’ from a fight? What nonsense is that?
Katrina: Nah, see. Look at the stamina bar. Wear that ass down!
Sammi raises her eyebrows and shrugs her shoulders. It’s a good idea her friend has. In theory that is. However….
Sammi: You check yours?
Kat’s smile drops as her CAW’s own stamina bar depletes down and she gasses out. The CAW flattens her with a nasty lariat, picks her up and tosses her out of the ring. Kat’s face goes comically shocked as she shrugs out her hands as if to say “what the hell was that?!” She looks back at Sammi who just shrugs again.
Sammi: You got cocky! Just like always!
Katrina: I never get cocky in the ring!
Sammi: Too right, mate, but you get cocky in games all the time!
Katrina: Well, we gotta let everyone know we’re coming, somehow.
Sammi: We do, yeah, but why not just do it like this?
Sammi hops over the couch and lands right beside Katrina as the rest of the A.I characters go at each other. She looks right into the camera itself and gives a sweeping wave of her hand.
Sammi: ‘Ello, me lovelies! Did you miss us?!
Katrina: Of course they did! You saw social media!
Katrina pauses the game, kicks back on the couch and gives a playful wink to the camera. Sammi snaps her fingers and points to Katrina with a grin.
Sammi: Right, you are, mate! The Skillz Vendorz are back, lovelies!
Katrina: Bet your asses we are. And we got two words for ya.
Sammi: Game.
Katrina: Start.
They give each other a fist bump with the little explosion sound as the music swells again and the scene closes with the next screen.
Spazz: Sexy Twitch Steamers are sexy AF yo!
Koss: When did we start advertising twitch steamers on this platform?
Spazz: Since they pay bank, fats!
SEGMENT
We open backstage to find Becky Mercy standing alongside the massive Tracy Sin, an evil grin on her face. The room they stand in is pitch black with only a row of candles before them providing an oddly appropriate mood lighting. They're dressed in their ring gear and looking like they've got something to say. Becky lets her fingers drift over candle flames, hissing with an odd sense of pleasure at the burning of her finger tips.
Becky: So all of you see a hero... someone who is respectable and stand up. Someone who has your back and is all honorable and well... I got news for you! She's a liar... an absolute, big... fat... liar. There's a reason me and Tracy Kins buried her alive....
Tracy: FEAST FOR THE WORMS!!!
Becky: She was such a nasty, horrible, and despicable woman who was horrible to everyone, especially us, her loyal allies! She trained us, taught us all the tricks we now use to beat her to a pulp not once, but twice now. Are those the tactics of an honorable warrior? No... they are not. We've attacked her as she taught us to attack others.
Tracy growls, her imposing presence only gaining more aggression with her steely glare.
Tracy: We were tools.... TOOLS! To be used and discarded.... forgotten....
Becky: Others may have forgotten about us, but you never did, Ursie-poo.... and now, we're going to show the world just a taste of who you really are. Your last moment before we buried you alive, from The Pitt, Summer of 2016....
The Camera fades to black...
JULY 7th 2016
The feed cuts to a bordered aspect ratio, the format different with the quality of the video at a lower resolution, roughly 720i. It was a match from the video archives of a long defunct wrestling promotion called "THE PITT" at a Pay Per View event branded "SYMPHONY OF DESTRUCTION."
[ As Ursula rises yet again and this time Karen moves in with several punishing right hand shots driving a dazed and disoriented UVR back step by step. One of the shots breaks Ursula's nose, blood trickling over her lips. It was then that Ursula seemed to come back, because she'd catch Karen's arm and twist it into a painful joint lock, the very same arm that was injured for so long. Karen cries out in pain before shooting her foot down in Ursula's knee, forcing the big woman to buckle before firing off with a European uppercut, forcing Ursula to release her before she broke her arm.]
Dominic Price: That was a close call, Karen could have had her arm rebroken all over again!
Ned Roberts: And now Karen showing off her great natural conditioning just drills Ursula with a Floatover Suplex on the arena floor, and now Karen's got her legs and she's spinning Ursula with a swing!
Dom: I never thought I'd see anyone do that to Bitch Mountain!
[ As Karen Spins Ursula, she walks her closer and closer to the dropped Ring step until smacking the big woman's head right into the metal with a nice and chunk *THUNK* and dropping Ursula shortly afterwards. Karen stumbles towards the barricade, taking several deep breaths as fans pat her back and shoulders.]
Ned: Karen taking a breather as the giant swing takes alot out of a competitor and... Ursula is sitting right back up...
[Karen's eyes go wide and then narrow as she watches her hated foe rise. She then rushes in, hammering home shot after shot on her dazed, bloodied foe. Ursula catches her by the throat with both hands, squeezing like an old horror movie monster.]
Dom: She's choking the shit out of Karen Hardy, Ned!
[Karen cries out in pain as Ursula starts to pull her up by her hair. She responds the only way she can, swinging the bat upwards and cracking Ursula's nose! Ursula stumbles back, clutching at her face with a growl of pain. It was then that we noticed the bat had a preexisting dent in it]
Dom: So that was the Rebel's "present?"
Ned: You don't think that was the very same bat that Melinda Rhodes used to crack Ursula's skull, do you?
Dom: And now Karen's getting back in the ring, Ursula clearly stunned by that shot.
[Karen goes for the swing and Ursula catches the ball bat and pulls her right into a brutal headbutt that drops her. UVR looks at the bat, then at Karen, then at the bat and tosses the weapon aside.]
Dom: Fat lotta' good that done her!
Ned: Ursula clearly believes she's the greatest weapon here and is gathering Karen up by her collar and tossing her to the nearest corner.
[Immediately Ursula rushes in with a running power clothesline that sends Karen thrashing down to a seat. Ursula steps back and momentarily loses balance, quickly falling to one knee and dizzy.]
Ned: UVR has lost quite a bit of blood, with three quarters of her face a crimson mask. It was only a matter of time before it started affecting her. Nancy Killjoy doing a customary check... URSULA'S GOT NANCY BY THE THROAT!!! CHOKESLAM ON NANCY KILLJOY!!
Dom: She just took out the ref!
Ned: I don't think Ursula is seeing or thinking clearly here anymore Dom.
[Ursula drops to a knee and takes a moment to calm her heart and force her vision to focus. It was at that moment that Karen Hardy gathers up the present from Melinda Rhodes. She rears the weapon back...]
Karen: URSULA!!!!
[...UVR springs to her feet, turning towards the source of the voice and instantly her vision goes black from the resounding crack of a homerun swing from that baseball bat. Her head violently whips to one side, but Ursula remains standing!]
Ned: Karen is stunned that Ursula is still standing!
[UVR slowly turns her head back to Karen only to take a second swing. This time her head whips to the opposite side, Ursula staggering to the right a bit, but not going down. With wide eyes she advances towards Karen and takes a third shot, this time to the gut to double her over!]
Dom: How... HOW NED?!
Ned: Karen Hardy now applying a standing headscissor and THE HARD LANDING POWERBOMB!!!! But there's no one to count the pinfall?!
[Referee Killjoy, who had been half conscious in the corner for some time slowly manages to crawl over to the two women and slaps her hand in rapid fire succession on the canvas!]
Ned: ONE!TWO!THREE!!!!
[She then motions for the bell and rolls out of the ring to get the hell away!]
*DING DING DING!*
Dom: KAREN WINS!!!
Jenny Beck: THE WINNER AND SURVIVOR OF THIS MATCH IS KAREN FUCKING HHHHHAAAAAARRRRRRRRDDDDDDDAAAAAAAAYYYYYYY!!!!! WWWWOOOOOOOO!!! DING DONG THE WICKED BITCH IS DEAD!!!
[Ursula lays motionless in the ring, Karen swaying as she stood over the body, her theme music playing over the PA system. She nudges Ursula with her boot and once satisfied, rolls out of the ring to head for the back...]
#I SEE A RED DOOR AND I WANT TO PAINT IT BBBBLLLLAAAACCCCKKK!!!
["Paint it Black" by Destrophy hit's the PA System as Becky Mercy skips down the stairs with a shovel in hand and the tag championship around her waist. From the side exit steps out Tracy Sin, wearing her championship title around her neck and dragging a large metal dumpster behind her. Karen stops, bringing her hands up ready to defend herself.]
Ned: Oh shit... Ursula's thugs have joined the party!
Dom: This is about to get fucking ugly Ned.
[Suddenly Ursula's voice is heard over the P/A system, prompting Karen to spin around to see the horrific sight of Ursula, leaning against the ropes with a microphone in hand. In fact it was Jenny's and like Jenny was going to fight even an injured behemoth to get it back!]
UVR: Do not... let her leave... except.. in a pine... wood.. box!
[Karen turned back towards Mercy & Sin who stood there, Becky with a sickly sweet smile. Suddenly Tracy steps to the side and motions Karen through. Ursula's bloodied gaze narrows with evil intent.]
UVR:...WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!
[Becky motions her through mouthing, "Quick before we change our minds!" Cautiously Karen steps between the two women, Becky patting her shoulder and giving her a thumbs up as she does so.]
Dom: What are we seeing here, Ned?
Ned: I think we're about to see the end of Ursula Von Rossbach....
UVR: YOU STUPID... USELESS... PIECES OF TRASH!!!
[Becky produces a microphone from the back of her skirt and taps it to see if it's on.]
Becky: ...oh make it worse why don't you? You had to know this was coming, Ursula. Come on! You abused us, bad mouthed us, and then had the audacity to say that you should be the one and only Tag Team Champions. Then you dare to give US orders? You, who said you didn't need us to take care of Karen Hardy?
[She then smiles at Tracy who licks her lips like a hungry attack dog, eager and waiting. Ursula slipped through the ropes, scowling, angry, and imposing as ever despite the blood covering her face and the slight glaze in her eyes.]
UVR: You... work for me... YOU WORK FOR SEBASTIAN DEBLANC!
Becky: Not... any... more... Sick her Tracykins!!!!
Tracy: AAAATTTT LLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSTTTTTT!!!!
[Ursula is halfway down the aisle when Tracy Sin bursts towards her, the two women colliding with Tracy lifting and hurling Ursula into the guard rail. She proceeds to furiously pummel and beat on Ursula, lightly opposed as Ursula tries to fight back but in her concussed and half blinded state, she finds herself in the rare position of being a victim!]
Dom: Tracy Sin just unleashing rage and fury on Ursula Von Rossbach! Holy fuck!
Ned: It's like this pent up aggression has been there for a very long time, Dom!
Dom: And Becky's just casually strolling up, whistling something and twirling that shovel!
[Ursula manages to back Tracy off with a savage boot to the gut and a shove, which opens her up at just the perfect time for... ]
*FWAPANG!!!*
Ned: SHOVEL SHOT TO THE TOP OF URSULA'S SKULL!
[...Ursula fell to her knees. Becky dropped her shovel, stepped back and spun straight at Ursula with that fast, furious, 720 discus big boot. Most likely Ursula was already out from the shovel shot. The kick was more of a high speed insult to injury...]
Dom: And she's out cold!!!
Ned: With all the blows to the head, Ursula HAS to be finished.
Dom: They are now dragging Ursula by her arms to the dumpster!
[Becky opens up the lid, giggling madly. The two work together and then toss the unconscious Ursula inside the dumpster and slam the lid shut, locking it with a padlock that was in Becky's jacket pocket.]
Ned: And now they've locked Ursula away... Not a tear of sympathy will be shed for that woman.
[Becky simply laughs while Tracy visibly sags with relief. Gathering her shovel off the floor, Becky leads the way as the tag champions step through the side exit towards the back, Tracy dragging the wheeled rusty dumpster behind her.]
The feed cuts to a bordered aspect ratio, the format different with the quality of the video at a lower resolution, roughly 720i. It was a match from the video archives of a long defunct wrestling promotion called "THE PITT" at a Pay Per View event branded "SYMPHONY OF DESTRUCTION."
[ As Ursula rises yet again and this time Karen moves in with several punishing right hand shots driving a dazed and disoriented UVR back step by step. One of the shots breaks Ursula's nose, blood trickling over her lips. It was then that Ursula seemed to come back, because she'd catch Karen's arm and twist it into a painful joint lock, the very same arm that was injured for so long. Karen cries out in pain before shooting her foot down in Ursula's knee, forcing the big woman to buckle before firing off with a European uppercut, forcing Ursula to release her before she broke her arm.]
Dominic Price: That was a close call, Karen could have had her arm rebroken all over again!
Ned Roberts: And now Karen showing off her great natural conditioning just drills Ursula with a Floatover Suplex on the arena floor, and now Karen's got her legs and she's spinning Ursula with a swing!
Dom: I never thought I'd see anyone do that to Bitch Mountain!
[ As Karen Spins Ursula, she walks her closer and closer to the dropped Ring step until smacking the big woman's head right into the metal with a nice and chunk *THUNK* and dropping Ursula shortly afterwards. Karen stumbles towards the barricade, taking several deep breaths as fans pat her back and shoulders.]
Ned: Karen taking a breather as the giant swing takes alot out of a competitor and... Ursula is sitting right back up...
[Karen's eyes go wide and then narrow as she watches her hated foe rise. She then rushes in, hammering home shot after shot on her dazed, bloodied foe. Ursula catches her by the throat with both hands, squeezing like an old horror movie monster.]
Dom: She's choking the shit out of Karen Hardy, Ned!
[Karen cries out in pain as Ursula starts to pull her up by her hair. She responds the only way she can, swinging the bat upwards and cracking Ursula's nose! Ursula stumbles back, clutching at her face with a growl of pain. It was then that we noticed the bat had a preexisting dent in it]
Dom: So that was the Rebel's "present?"
Ned: You don't think that was the very same bat that Melinda Rhodes used to crack Ursula's skull, do you?
Dom: And now Karen's getting back in the ring, Ursula clearly stunned by that shot.
[Karen goes for the swing and Ursula catches the ball bat and pulls her right into a brutal headbutt that drops her. UVR looks at the bat, then at Karen, then at the bat and tosses the weapon aside.]
Dom: Fat lotta' good that done her!
Ned: Ursula clearly believes she's the greatest weapon here and is gathering Karen up by her collar and tossing her to the nearest corner.
[Immediately Ursula rushes in with a running power clothesline that sends Karen thrashing down to a seat. Ursula steps back and momentarily loses balance, quickly falling to one knee and dizzy.]
Ned: UVR has lost quite a bit of blood, with three quarters of her face a crimson mask. It was only a matter of time before it started affecting her. Nancy Killjoy doing a customary check... URSULA'S GOT NANCY BY THE THROAT!!! CHOKESLAM ON NANCY KILLJOY!!
Dom: She just took out the ref!
Ned: I don't think Ursula is seeing or thinking clearly here anymore Dom.
[Ursula drops to a knee and takes a moment to calm her heart and force her vision to focus. It was at that moment that Karen Hardy gathers up the present from Melinda Rhodes. She rears the weapon back...]
Karen: URSULA!!!!
[...UVR springs to her feet, turning towards the source of the voice and instantly her vision goes black from the resounding crack of a homerun swing from that baseball bat. Her head violently whips to one side, but Ursula remains standing!]
Ned: Karen is stunned that Ursula is still standing!
[UVR slowly turns her head back to Karen only to take a second swing. This time her head whips to the opposite side, Ursula staggering to the right a bit, but not going down. With wide eyes she advances towards Karen and takes a third shot, this time to the gut to double her over!]
Dom: How... HOW NED?!
Ned: Karen Hardy now applying a standing headscissor and THE HARD LANDING POWERBOMB!!!! But there's no one to count the pinfall?!
[Referee Killjoy, who had been half conscious in the corner for some time slowly manages to crawl over to the two women and slaps her hand in rapid fire succession on the canvas!]
Ned: ONE!TWO!THREE!!!!
[She then motions for the bell and rolls out of the ring to get the hell away!]
*DING DING DING!*
Dom: KAREN WINS!!!
Jenny Beck: THE WINNER AND SURVIVOR OF THIS MATCH IS KAREN FUCKING HHHHHAAAAAARRRRRRRRDDDDDDDAAAAAAAAYYYYYYY!!!!! WWWWOOOOOOOO!!! DING DONG THE WICKED BITCH IS DEAD!!!
[Ursula lays motionless in the ring, Karen swaying as she stood over the body, her theme music playing over the PA system. She nudges Ursula with her boot and once satisfied, rolls out of the ring to head for the back...]
#I SEE A RED DOOR AND I WANT TO PAINT IT BBBBLLLLAAAACCCCKKK!!!
["Paint it Black" by Destrophy hit's the PA System as Becky Mercy skips down the stairs with a shovel in hand and the tag championship around her waist. From the side exit steps out Tracy Sin, wearing her championship title around her neck and dragging a large metal dumpster behind her. Karen stops, bringing her hands up ready to defend herself.]
Ned: Oh shit... Ursula's thugs have joined the party!
Dom: This is about to get fucking ugly Ned.
[Suddenly Ursula's voice is heard over the P/A system, prompting Karen to spin around to see the horrific sight of Ursula, leaning against the ropes with a microphone in hand. In fact it was Jenny's and like Jenny was going to fight even an injured behemoth to get it back!]
UVR: Do not... let her leave... except.. in a pine... wood.. box!
[Karen turned back towards Mercy & Sin who stood there, Becky with a sickly sweet smile. Suddenly Tracy steps to the side and motions Karen through. Ursula's bloodied gaze narrows with evil intent.]
UVR:...WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!
[Becky motions her through mouthing, "Quick before we change our minds!" Cautiously Karen steps between the two women, Becky patting her shoulder and giving her a thumbs up as she does so.]
Dom: What are we seeing here, Ned?
Ned: I think we're about to see the end of Ursula Von Rossbach....
UVR: YOU STUPID... USELESS... PIECES OF TRASH!!!
[Becky produces a microphone from the back of her skirt and taps it to see if it's on.]
Becky: ...oh make it worse why don't you? You had to know this was coming, Ursula. Come on! You abused us, bad mouthed us, and then had the audacity to say that you should be the one and only Tag Team Champions. Then you dare to give US orders? You, who said you didn't need us to take care of Karen Hardy?
[She then smiles at Tracy who licks her lips like a hungry attack dog, eager and waiting. Ursula slipped through the ropes, scowling, angry, and imposing as ever despite the blood covering her face and the slight glaze in her eyes.]
UVR: You... work for me... YOU WORK FOR SEBASTIAN DEBLANC!
Becky: Not... any... more... Sick her Tracykins!!!!
Tracy: AAAATTTT LLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSTTTTTT!!!!
[Ursula is halfway down the aisle when Tracy Sin bursts towards her, the two women colliding with Tracy lifting and hurling Ursula into the guard rail. She proceeds to furiously pummel and beat on Ursula, lightly opposed as Ursula tries to fight back but in her concussed and half blinded state, she finds herself in the rare position of being a victim!]
Dom: Tracy Sin just unleashing rage and fury on Ursula Von Rossbach! Holy fuck!
Ned: It's like this pent up aggression has been there for a very long time, Dom!
Dom: And Becky's just casually strolling up, whistling something and twirling that shovel!
[Ursula manages to back Tracy off with a savage boot to the gut and a shove, which opens her up at just the perfect time for... ]
*FWAPANG!!!*
Ned: SHOVEL SHOT TO THE TOP OF URSULA'S SKULL!
[...Ursula fell to her knees. Becky dropped her shovel, stepped back and spun straight at Ursula with that fast, furious, 720 discus big boot. Most likely Ursula was already out from the shovel shot. The kick was more of a high speed insult to injury...]
Dom: And she's out cold!!!
Ned: With all the blows to the head, Ursula HAS to be finished.
Dom: They are now dragging Ursula by her arms to the dumpster!
[Becky opens up the lid, giggling madly. The two work together and then toss the unconscious Ursula inside the dumpster and slam the lid shut, locking it with a padlock that was in Becky's jacket pocket.]
Ned: And now they've locked Ursula away... Not a tear of sympathy will be shed for that woman.
[Becky simply laughs while Tracy visibly sags with relief. Gathering her shovel off the floor, Becky leads the way as the tag champions step through the side exit towards the back, Tracy dragging the wheeled rusty dumpster behind her.]
PRESENT
We return to the present, the here and now, back to the black room with Mercy and Sin standing before lit candelabras.
Becky: So, you tell me who's good and who's bad? All of you are getting played and when this match ends, you'll be chanting BECKY WAS RIGHT! TRACKINS TOOO!!! BECKY WAS RIGHT! TRACYKINS TOOOOOOO!!! Because what kind of badass monster demands that her "servants" kill that which she could not? Hmmmmmmmm?
Tracy: SOMEONE WHO IS WORTHLESS AND WEEEEEAAAAAAK!!!!
Becky: Bingo! Let's go Tracykins.... we got a fat kitten to bury!
The gothic cheerleader cackles madly and exits, stage left of the frame with Tracy following just behind her!
Koss: Quite the history lesson there.
Spazz: Shit's from like 2016! NOBODY FUCKING CARES!!
Koss: The fans need to know the story so they have some context to go on as to why this match is happening!
Spazz: What happened to booking bodies in the ring and fucking each other up for money and gold?
Koss: Even then, there was always a story, it just wasn't told.
"Unforgiven" by Sevendust plays over the PA systems. This coincides with several columns of sparks shoot up from beneath the corrugated steel as a tall and powerfully built woman with fierce, piercing eyes and a stone cold resting bitch face steps out onto the stage. Muscles rippled and flexed as she stood there for several seconds, her black hair cut in punk fashion, half at her natural part, the right half resting upon that side of her face down to her shoulder. Her attire is all black leather, with a vest and tights, and boots decorated in chrome rivets, fingerless gloves studded at the knuckles, with heavy knee pads and kick padded boots completing her look. Everything about her screamed cold, calculating destruction personified.
She heads for the ring with a confident, unwavering stride. There is no fear, no anger, no fury, only certain death in those dark brown eyes. Arriving at ringside, she leaps onto the apron and slips through the ropes. There, Ursula produces a microphone that hung snugly in one of the rear belt loops of her tights.
UVR: I stand alone because the problem I face tonight was one of my own making, from a time when I was not so wise and far more selfish. I took the refuse of two broken individuals and reshaped them like clay between my fingers and used them as I saw fit.
The Lady Terminator looks out over the crowd, her expression subtle and hard to read, but every bit of intent is conveyed by the tone in her voice.
UVR: Some would call this pride, others may use the term arrogant. I stand in this ring with an open grave on the stage waiting for up to two bodies to be deposited into it not because I feel that I am superior to my opponents, but because I am not the woman I once was and I refuse to put anyone in danger for the sins of my past!
She turns to face the entryway, head lowered and eyes glaring holes through the curtains to the two waiting in the back.
UVR: STEP OUT, CHILDREN OF THE GRAVE.... I shall put you where you belong
#I SEE A RED DOOR AND I WANT IT PAINTED BLACK....
"Paint it Black" as covered by Destrophy hit's the P/A, the lights dimming as purple and white lights flash towards the ceiling. The lights move in erratic patterns as two feminine figures step out onto the stage, one a rather petite five foot five inches, the other a rather large six foot five inches. The lights turn up as the two head down the aisle. Leading the way was a dark haired, pale skinned beauty with brown eyes, red and black eye shadow, matched lipstick, and fingernails. Each step she takes, she bounces to the beat, doing alternating piston raises of her arms. Her attire consists of a black leather half jacket with the word "MERCY" across the back, a fishnet body suit, black leather bra, fingerless gloves, elbow pads, knee pads, short leather skirt, laced panties, calf boots with strapped and buckled kick pads, a bullet shell belt on her hips. Behind her was a tall and thick two hundred and fifty pound woman woman sporting a mesh body stocking beneath a black wrestling doublet decorated with pentagrams on the hips and the massive word "SIN" scratched across her belly. She sported several small tattoos here and there, the most notable being a pentagram on her right shoulder. Her knee pads and wrestling boots match her doublet, sporting pentagram designs upon them. Her hands are heavily taped to the mid forearm and look a bit worn and blood stained. On Becky's shoulder is propped a shovel. She brings a microphone to her lips.
Becky: Oh Ursie-poo... now... you die.
Tracy: RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
Ursula tosses the microphone aside and steps back, her expression like stone as she motions her opponents to step forward if they dare. Becky throws down the mic and marches for the ring with Tracy...
Becky: So, you tell me who's good and who's bad? All of you are getting played and when this match ends, you'll be chanting BECKY WAS RIGHT! TRACKINS TOOO!!! BECKY WAS RIGHT! TRACYKINS TOOOOOOO!!! Because what kind of badass monster demands that her "servants" kill that which she could not? Hmmmmmmmm?
Tracy: SOMEONE WHO IS WORTHLESS AND WEEEEEAAAAAAK!!!!
Becky: Bingo! Let's go Tracykins.... we got a fat kitten to bury!
The gothic cheerleader cackles madly and exits, stage left of the frame with Tracy following just behind her!
Koss: Quite the history lesson there.
Spazz: Shit's from like 2016! NOBODY FUCKING CARES!!
Koss: The fans need to know the story so they have some context to go on as to why this match is happening!
Spazz: What happened to booking bodies in the ring and fucking each other up for money and gold?
Koss: Even then, there was always a story, it just wasn't told.
SEGMENT
"Unforgiven" by Sevendust plays over the PA systems. This coincides with several columns of sparks shoot up from beneath the corrugated steel as a tall and powerfully built woman with fierce, piercing eyes and a stone cold resting bitch face steps out onto the stage. Muscles rippled and flexed as she stood there for several seconds, her black hair cut in punk fashion, half at her natural part, the right half resting upon that side of her face down to her shoulder. Her attire is all black leather, with a vest and tights, and boots decorated in chrome rivets, fingerless gloves studded at the knuckles, with heavy knee pads and kick padded boots completing her look. Everything about her screamed cold, calculating destruction personified.
She heads for the ring with a confident, unwavering stride. There is no fear, no anger, no fury, only certain death in those dark brown eyes. Arriving at ringside, she leaps onto the apron and slips through the ropes. There, Ursula produces a microphone that hung snugly in one of the rear belt loops of her tights.
UVR: I stand alone because the problem I face tonight was one of my own making, from a time when I was not so wise and far more selfish. I took the refuse of two broken individuals and reshaped them like clay between my fingers and used them as I saw fit.
The Lady Terminator looks out over the crowd, her expression subtle and hard to read, but every bit of intent is conveyed by the tone in her voice.
UVR: Some would call this pride, others may use the term arrogant. I stand in this ring with an open grave on the stage waiting for up to two bodies to be deposited into it not because I feel that I am superior to my opponents, but because I am not the woman I once was and I refuse to put anyone in danger for the sins of my past!
She turns to face the entryway, head lowered and eyes glaring holes through the curtains to the two waiting in the back.
UVR: STEP OUT, CHILDREN OF THE GRAVE.... I shall put you where you belong
#I SEE A RED DOOR AND I WANT IT PAINTED BLACK....
"Paint it Black" as covered by Destrophy hit's the P/A, the lights dimming as purple and white lights flash towards the ceiling. The lights move in erratic patterns as two feminine figures step out onto the stage, one a rather petite five foot five inches, the other a rather large six foot five inches. The lights turn up as the two head down the aisle. Leading the way was a dark haired, pale skinned beauty with brown eyes, red and black eye shadow, matched lipstick, and fingernails. Each step she takes, she bounces to the beat, doing alternating piston raises of her arms. Her attire consists of a black leather half jacket with the word "MERCY" across the back, a fishnet body suit, black leather bra, fingerless gloves, elbow pads, knee pads, short leather skirt, laced panties, calf boots with strapped and buckled kick pads, a bullet shell belt on her hips. Behind her was a tall and thick two hundred and fifty pound woman woman sporting a mesh body stocking beneath a black wrestling doublet decorated with pentagrams on the hips and the massive word "SIN" scratched across her belly. She sported several small tattoos here and there, the most notable being a pentagram on her right shoulder. Her knee pads and wrestling boots match her doublet, sporting pentagram designs upon them. Her hands are heavily taped to the mid forearm and look a bit worn and blood stained. On Becky's shoulder is propped a shovel. She brings a microphone to her lips.
Becky: Oh Ursie-poo... now... you die.
Tracy: RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
Ursula tosses the microphone aside and steps back, her expression like stone as she motions her opponents to step forward if they dare. Becky throws down the mic and marches for the ring with Tracy...
-URSULA VON ROSSBACH-VS-MERCY & SIN-
Tracy and Becky bull rush the ring, sliding into the ropes where Ursula immediately takes Becky out with a running kick to the face, then turns and blocks a shot from Tracy and following up with THE BIONIC HEADBUTT! Tracy is staggered but responds with a headbutt right back, then shoves Ursula with all her mass and might back, hurling Ursula into a far corner. Tracy hits THE BLOOD SPLASH, then pulls Ursula right into a brutal standing clothesline, followed by a jumping body splash on the canvas! Tracy backs into the ropes and does another one! She then gathers Ursula up by her hair and locks a hand around her throat! Ursula responds the same, the two standing there, choking each other with Becky leaning against the ropes, snickering. The two break their holds and Ursula unloads a wicked right hand that sends Tracy staggering, followed by a throat jab and a roundhouse kick that rocks the 300 pound beast of a woman off her feet!
Becky readies her shovel and quickly approaches Ursula, swinging for the fences, Ursula catches it, but Becky surprises her by pushing down on the shovel handle and hitting her with a hard Enziguri kick, yanking the shovel free on impact and cracking Ursula hard in the ribs with the butt of the weapon, followed by a jab straight to the forehead and finally a spin around with a shovel shot to the back that drops Ursula to one knee.
Becky: ON YOUR KNEES, URSULA! WHERE YOU BELONG!!!
Ursula starts to rise only to be rocked off her feet by a running Clothesline from Hell by Tracy Sin!!! Tracy roars in triumph, then gathers Ursula in an inverted bearhug, holding her arms as Becky readies to hit her with what could be a fatal shovel shot to the head, but Ursula throws both feet out, catching Becky full on and rocking her off her feet while also shoving Tracy back into the corner. Ursula unloads with a back headbutt, forces Tracy's arms apart, then spins around with heavy, brutal rights and lefts, absolutely battering her larger, slower foe! Tracy falls down for a seat in the corner and Ursula spins right around to surprise Becky Mercy who had been sneaking up behind her! Becky falls back with a yelp, quickly scooting back from the sheer presence of the powerful woman before her, eyes wide with sudden fear.
Ursula motions her to stand up, then turns to grab Tracy by the throat and raise her up for a brutal SAMBO CHOKESLAM!!!! Becky rolls out of the ring, backing up the ramp as Ursula follows her out of the ring, stalking her like a predator chasing prey.
UVR: WHY LEAVE? WE'RE ONLY GETTING STARTED!!!
Becky backs her way towards the open grave, terror in her wide eyes as Ursula's pace picks up speed. It's at the top of the key that Becky stands her ground, readying the shovel.
Becky: YOU WANNA' DIE?! COME ON! I'LL SHOW 'EM ALL HOW MORTAL YOU ARE!!!!
She stops, dropping the shovel and opening her arms, head tilted back with a huge smile. This makes Ursula stop, suddenly suspicious. A sudden waterfall of blood rains down upon the Lady Terminator, so much so that she's momentarily blinded as some of it gets in her eyes! BECKY'S BIG BOOT CONNECTS! Ursula spins around, falling to one knee, only to find Tracy's hand around her throat! Stunned, blinded, and disoriented, she finds herself hoisted up for a CHOKESLAM BACKBREAKER!
Tracy then hits THE BLOOD CRUSH, Ursula left laid out in the middle of the aisle, eyes closed in the pool of blood from what had poured on her!
Becky: GET HER UP! LET'S BURY THIS BITCH, TRACYKINS!!!
Tracy gathers Ursula up onto her shoulders and walks the rest of the way up the aisle to the stage where she promptly tosses Ursula into the hole! Becky laughs maniacally as Tracy whistles and an excavator rolls in filled with dirt! Putting her thumbs up, Becky signals the excavator to dump it's payload by turning those thumbs down. Suddenly a hand catches her ankle and she's dragged into the hole screaming by URSULA!!! Dirt trickles down as Tracy motions for the excavator driver to stop!
Tracy: SSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTTTTTAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWHHHHPPPP!!!
The Excavator doesn't and as it starts to pour Ursula manages to pop out just as we see Becky's hand raise, gripping the edge. She pulls herself up only to be buried up to her chest in dirt!!!! As Becky is stuck and unable to move, Ursula and Tracy brawl back and forth, only for Ursula to spin her around with a hard backhand and hits THE VON TERMINATOR!!!! Tracy Sin is left out cold! Ursula collapses to one knee, blood trickling down the side of her head. She looks over her shoulder at Becky, stuck and fighting to get free from the grave. Ursula rises and turns to face her, there is a slight tremble in her hands as she towers over the helpless Becky.
Becky: GO AHEAD!! END ME LIKE THE COWARD YOU ARE!!! COME ON!!! PROVE ME RIGHT WITH MY CORPSE!
Ursula looks over at the headstone with her name chiseled upon it along with what was to be the date of her death. She grabs the headstone and rips it free from the Earth, then walks over to Becky and lifts it. Becky's eyes go wide with sudden horror that her bluff was about to be called.
Becky: WAIT NO! I'M SORRY! PLEASE DON'T KILL MEEEE!!!!! I DON'T WANNA' DDDDIIIIEEE!!!!
She screams and closes her eyes as Ursula lifts the headstone up, but the hit never comes, only a loud pop and crackle as several pieces of stone rain down around her. Becky opens her eyes and looks up to see the headstone snapped in half and tossed aside. Ursula picks up the microphone that was discarded earlier.
UVR: You're left helpless and beaten, just as I was.... As I stated, Ms. Mercy, I am not the monster I once was.
The Lady Terminator squats down before Becky.
UVR: I am a superior monster, one that can end you at any place and time of her choosing. Leave SRW and never return or next time, I will happily fill this grave with more than half of your body.
She grips Becky by the throat and RIPS her up from the dirt. Becky kicks and fights only to be Choke-slammed off of the stage to the floor below, where she lands unconscious on the concrete floor. Ursula rises and looks back to the cheering crowd, a slight quiver in her lip that she quickly fights down.
UVR: Thank you all....
Ursula Von Rossbach turns and exits through the curtains to the back.
WINNER: URSULA VON ROSSBACH?
Spazz: I FEEL JIPPED! SOMEONE SHOULD BE SIX FUCKING FEET UNDER!! FFFUUUCCCK!!!
Koss: I actually like this better. No one died and Ursula Von Rossbach made her point at the expense of Mercy and Sin! Now whether or not we ever see them again? That's hard to say. I think they're done here.
Spazz: Or they just lick their wounds and pick a new method of attack. Crazy don't just give up yo!
SEGMENT(S)
KATE STEELE
The cameras come into focus and as they do we are shown an image of Teddy Warren along with that of his beautiful wife Kate Steele. Teddy smiles as he paces around the locker room and begins to speak.
Teddy: Ladies and gentlemen… I give to you the most amazing pint size bad ass in all of the company. The woman who will be walking into the big Hardcore match and be walking out with a huge win tonight. I give to you your future Hardcore Champion Kate Steele…
Kate smiles as she claps her hands together.
Kate: Bloody hell… Tonight is the night isn’t it?! A night in which there will be so much bloody carnage and somebody is going to get fucked up in so many ways isn’t it?! We are going to be entering into such a big fucking match and a lot of shit will be going down. It will be absolute bedlam as twenty something people will enter a ring with the intention to be the last person standing. A lot will be going on and honestly I am more than happy to be part of such a huge fucking match. You want to know why?!
Kate smiles as wide as possible as she chuckles.
Kate: It’s because I am an 8 time hardcore champion throughout my long career. I have done so much in my 9 year career but I think the best thing that I have done as far as being in this company was being able to finally win the Conquest Championship. That was amazing in every single way. it felt like I was a dream come true and it really helped me stand out ahead of everybody else…
Kate nods her head as she speaks some more.
Kate: It also doesn’t help that I actually was able to wrestle Ursula before. Sure I got my ass kicked by I earned some respect for her which means a lot for me. Hell I think anybody who gets in the ring with Ursula should earn praise. The reality however is I lost my championship and I didn’t even get pinned for it. It is still something that pisses me off to this very day, and I know I deserve better than that. This match is going to be the ultimate test because anybody will be able to emerge as a champion. I don’t think the champion has an advantage in a huge match like this. It just seems like it is one huge brawl and only the one with the most endurance will be able to make it to the end…
Kate winks.
Kate: I have seen my share of wars. I have been through some shit and I can tell you for a fact that I am going to do everything in my power to be able to stand the test of time. I have made it this far so why can’t I go about going the distance and making it to the very end. It’s all I have left. I know I have the ability and I just need to showcase what made me a champion in the first place. To all of the people who are even in this match. Bloody fucking hell! It’s going to be carnage out there but I won’t let up. I will always fight. I might be one of the smallest in the ring but the biggest surprises quite often come in the smallest of packages. I AM THAT SURPRISE… And it won’t be long before I explode and make the noise that I know I can make.
Kate tapes her wrists up.
Kate: So bring the fight… The Siren is coming to ship wreck some fuckers… It won’t be long until I start singing and everybody knows what happens when a Siren sings… You already know… Checkmate bitches…
With that Kate grabs a barbed wire baseball bat and holds it tightly as she walks away.
Teddy: Ladies and gentlemen… I give to you the most amazing pint size bad ass in all of the company. The woman who will be walking into the big Hardcore match and be walking out with a huge win tonight. I give to you your future Hardcore Champion Kate Steele…
Kate smiles as she claps her hands together.
Kate: Bloody hell… Tonight is the night isn’t it?! A night in which there will be so much bloody carnage and somebody is going to get fucked up in so many ways isn’t it?! We are going to be entering into such a big fucking match and a lot of shit will be going down. It will be absolute bedlam as twenty something people will enter a ring with the intention to be the last person standing. A lot will be going on and honestly I am more than happy to be part of such a huge fucking match. You want to know why?!
Kate smiles as wide as possible as she chuckles.
Kate: It’s because I am an 8 time hardcore champion throughout my long career. I have done so much in my 9 year career but I think the best thing that I have done as far as being in this company was being able to finally win the Conquest Championship. That was amazing in every single way. it felt like I was a dream come true and it really helped me stand out ahead of everybody else…
Kate nods her head as she speaks some more.
Kate: It also doesn’t help that I actually was able to wrestle Ursula before. Sure I got my ass kicked by I earned some respect for her which means a lot for me. Hell I think anybody who gets in the ring with Ursula should earn praise. The reality however is I lost my championship and I didn’t even get pinned for it. It is still something that pisses me off to this very day, and I know I deserve better than that. This match is going to be the ultimate test because anybody will be able to emerge as a champion. I don’t think the champion has an advantage in a huge match like this. It just seems like it is one huge brawl and only the one with the most endurance will be able to make it to the end…
Kate winks.
Kate: I have seen my share of wars. I have been through some shit and I can tell you for a fact that I am going to do everything in my power to be able to stand the test of time. I have made it this far so why can’t I go about going the distance and making it to the very end. It’s all I have left. I know I have the ability and I just need to showcase what made me a champion in the first place. To all of the people who are even in this match. Bloody fucking hell! It’s going to be carnage out there but I won’t let up. I will always fight. I might be one of the smallest in the ring but the biggest surprises quite often come in the smallest of packages. I AM THAT SURPRISE… And it won’t be long before I explode and make the noise that I know I can make.
Kate tapes her wrists up.
Kate: So bring the fight… The Siren is coming to ship wreck some fuckers… It won’t be long until I start singing and everybody knows what happens when a Siren sings… You already know… Checkmate bitches…
With that Kate grabs a barbed wire baseball bat and holds it tightly as she walks away.
HIRATA DOKUEKI
We see Hirata Dokueki as the camera comes to life, sitting in a comfortable looking chair, already wearing her ring gear. She’s also got on an expensive looking pair of sunglasses, and there is a dangerous grin on the face of the woman known as the Poison Dragon.
Dokueki: Tonight, I step into the ring with nearly every person on this roster for a chance at the title belt held by Halo. Whoever stands tall when the final bell rings will walk out the champion, it would seem.
She uncrosses her legs, leaning forward to put her elbows on her thighs. Her mouth opens a bit as she chuckles, shaking her head slightly.
Dokueki: Many people in a situation like this fear the outcome. That they could be eliminated. That they could get into a no win situation and multiple people may come at them at once to make sure they do not win.
Dokueki reaches up, taking the sunglasses off. Her eyes are closed, and she still wears that dangerous grin on her lips. Her eyes slowly open, one brown eye blazing with fierce intensity, the other one milky and dead in it’s socket.
Dokueki: I am not most people. I am the Poison Dragon. One of the women in SRW referred to as a monster. A badge I proudly wear. You see, for weeks I have been putting forth open challenges. To date, do you realize how many people have volunteered to step into the ring with me?
The Dragon smirks, sitting back in her chair and crossing her arms over her chest. She holds up two fingers and a thumb.
Dokueki: Three. Three people from the entire roster have stepped up. I have faced only one of them, but that one was a woman who is semi-retired, and the head of this company. The other wishes to face me in a “deathmatch”. She need not worry. I will willingly accept that challenge when time allows. The third?
Dokueki lets out a small laugh, biting her lip as her eye blazes with further anticipation and clarity.
Dokueki: The third person whom I know will willingly step into the ring with me is your Champion. The woman who caused me to make my way to Southern Rebellion Wrestling. Ursula Von Rossbach. My friend. The Lady Terminator, as she is also known. I have a feeling that match will come soon, as well. But… that is for another day.
The Dragon stands, spreading her arms wide, sunglasses falling to the floor as she opens her palms toward the camera.
Dokueki: Tonight I step into one of the largest battle royals I have ever seen in my career, let alone participated in. Tonight, I face an entire roster worth of superstars. And at the end of tonight?
Dokueki clenches her fists, the grin on her face replaced with a snarl.
Dokueki: Tonight, I walk out of Death March as your new Hardcore Champion. Perhaps once I hold a title, some of the rest of you will find your courage, and choose to face me inside of a ring. Then again?
The Dragon shakes her head, turning to leave.
Dokueki: I seriously doubt it.
Dokueki: Tonight, I step into the ring with nearly every person on this roster for a chance at the title belt held by Halo. Whoever stands tall when the final bell rings will walk out the champion, it would seem.
She uncrosses her legs, leaning forward to put her elbows on her thighs. Her mouth opens a bit as she chuckles, shaking her head slightly.
Dokueki: Many people in a situation like this fear the outcome. That they could be eliminated. That they could get into a no win situation and multiple people may come at them at once to make sure they do not win.
Dokueki reaches up, taking the sunglasses off. Her eyes are closed, and she still wears that dangerous grin on her lips. Her eyes slowly open, one brown eye blazing with fierce intensity, the other one milky and dead in it’s socket.
Dokueki: I am not most people. I am the Poison Dragon. One of the women in SRW referred to as a monster. A badge I proudly wear. You see, for weeks I have been putting forth open challenges. To date, do you realize how many people have volunteered to step into the ring with me?
The Dragon smirks, sitting back in her chair and crossing her arms over her chest. She holds up two fingers and a thumb.
Dokueki: Three. Three people from the entire roster have stepped up. I have faced only one of them, but that one was a woman who is semi-retired, and the head of this company. The other wishes to face me in a “deathmatch”. She need not worry. I will willingly accept that challenge when time allows. The third?
Dokueki lets out a small laugh, biting her lip as her eye blazes with further anticipation and clarity.
Dokueki: The third person whom I know will willingly step into the ring with me is your Champion. The woman who caused me to make my way to Southern Rebellion Wrestling. Ursula Von Rossbach. My friend. The Lady Terminator, as she is also known. I have a feeling that match will come soon, as well. But… that is for another day.
The Dragon stands, spreading her arms wide, sunglasses falling to the floor as she opens her palms toward the camera.
Dokueki: Tonight I step into one of the largest battle royals I have ever seen in my career, let alone participated in. Tonight, I face an entire roster worth of superstars. And at the end of tonight?
Dokueki clenches her fists, the grin on her face replaced with a snarl.
Dokueki: Tonight, I walk out of Death March as your new Hardcore Champion. Perhaps once I hold a title, some of the rest of you will find your courage, and choose to face me inside of a ring. Then again?
The Dragon shakes her head, turning to leave.
Dokueki: I seriously doubt it.
SYLVIA LOPEZ
We cut backstage to a chain link fence when suddenly, Sylvia Lopez pops into view, slamming her hands against the fence and staring wide eyed with a large toothy grin on her face.
Sylvia Lopez: Twenty four play things…
The Bellevue Banshee shrieks with laughter.
Sylvia Lopez: One shiny belt…
She begins to clap excitedly as she bounces up and down on the spot.
Sylvia Lopez: And one… Bellevue Banshee! That’s me! THAT’S ME!!!
Lopez lets out another shriek of laughter before suddenly stopping and glaring into the camera as she begins to pull at her hair.
Sylvia Lopez: None of you are safe… none of you are safe… NONE OF YOU ARE SAFE!!!
The Bellevue Banshee then slams her palms into the fence again before storming off, disappearing off camera as we cut elsewhere.
Sylvia Lopez: Twenty four play things…
The Bellevue Banshee shrieks with laughter.
Sylvia Lopez: One shiny belt…
She begins to clap excitedly as she bounces up and down on the spot.
Sylvia Lopez: And one… Bellevue Banshee! That’s me! THAT’S ME!!!
Lopez lets out another shriek of laughter before suddenly stopping and glaring into the camera as she begins to pull at her hair.
Sylvia Lopez: None of you are safe… none of you are safe… NONE OF YOU ARE SAFE!!!
The Bellevue Banshee then slams her palms into the fence again before storming off, disappearing off camera as we cut elsewhere.
KILLER CARTER
We cut backstage to find the large back of Killer Carter engulfing the entirety of the camera before it zooms out and the behemoth slowly turns around to face said camera with a snarl across her face.
Killer Carter: Allow me to introduce myself to those who don’t already know who I am. My name is Killer Carter… and I’ve been in this industry less than two years and I have already been a World Champion.
She slowly cracks her neck from left to right.
Killer Carter: As a matter of fact… to become the number one contender for that World title… I was involved in a thirty person over the top rope Battle Royal… and I came out first and outlasted twenty nine others to win it!
Carter smirks.
Killer Carter: Now… I know a few people in this match with me… Hell a couple of them are my fellow Shieldmaiden sisters, one of those being my fiancée. But I know the two of them will be giving it their all in this match and I’ll be no different… and if it comes down to the three of us in the end to crown a new Hardcore Champion? Then so be it!
The behemoth cracks her knuckles.
Killer Carter: So to the twenty four others involved in this match… I have one simple question for you all. If someone of my size and speed is willing to even beat my own fiancée, the woman I love who I am going to marry one day… how in the Hell are any of you gonna stop me from walking out of Death March as the new SFW Hardcore Champion?!
KC once again snarls into the camera.
Killer Carter: Welcome to the Gun Show, bitches!
Carter then disappears off camera as we cut elsewhere.
Killer Carter: Allow me to introduce myself to those who don’t already know who I am. My name is Killer Carter… and I’ve been in this industry less than two years and I have already been a World Champion.
She slowly cracks her neck from left to right.
Killer Carter: As a matter of fact… to become the number one contender for that World title… I was involved in a thirty person over the top rope Battle Royal… and I came out first and outlasted twenty nine others to win it!
Carter smirks.
Killer Carter: Now… I know a few people in this match with me… Hell a couple of them are my fellow Shieldmaiden sisters, one of those being my fiancée. But I know the two of them will be giving it their all in this match and I’ll be no different… and if it comes down to the three of us in the end to crown a new Hardcore Champion? Then so be it!
The behemoth cracks her knuckles.
Killer Carter: So to the twenty four others involved in this match… I have one simple question for you all. If someone of my size and speed is willing to even beat my own fiancée, the woman I love who I am going to marry one day… how in the Hell are any of you gonna stop me from walking out of Death March as the new SFW Hardcore Champion?!
KC once again snarls into the camera.
Killer Carter: Welcome to the Gun Show, bitches!
Carter then disappears off camera as we cut elsewhere.
PSYCHO MAGUIRE, GABI CARJABAL, ZENNA ZDUNICH, AND MAJA LINDSTROM
The camera opens on four separate shots at once, one each on “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire, Gabriela “Taza” Carbajal, Zenna Zdunich and Maja Lindstrom, each one seemingly standing in the same interview space simultaneously and yet each in solitude. As each one speaks, the camera cuts to their respective solo shot.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Hardcore, aye?
Gabriela "Taza" Carbajal: My debut…
Zenna Zdunich: My chance to prove myself alone…
Maja Lindstrom: My chance to prove I belong!
All four step back from the camera.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: This bae me kind o’ fight! There kinna bae ennithin tae stop me baecause I bae ready tae do ennithin it takes!
Gabriela "Taza" Carbajal: I need to prove to people that I am not just my sister’s shadow, now does my age mean I am incapable inside that ring! I’ve been waiting for this for too long!
Zenna Zdunich: I’ve been fighting for ten years and now it’s my time to show the world I can do it on my own!
Maja Lindstrom: I am more than just somebody’s Swede Roll! I am more than just my cousin’s training partner! I am more than just a tag team partner used to fill a space!
They nod pointedly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I will show th’ world, yeah?
Gabriela "Taza" Carbajal: I show the world!
Zenna Zdunich: I will show the world!
Maja Lindstrom: I will show the world!
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Hardcore, aye?
Gabriela "Taza" Carbajal: My debut…
Zenna Zdunich: My chance to prove myself alone…
Maja Lindstrom: My chance to prove I belong!
All four step back from the camera.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: This bae me kind o’ fight! There kinna bae ennithin tae stop me baecause I bae ready tae do ennithin it takes!
Gabriela "Taza" Carbajal: I need to prove to people that I am not just my sister’s shadow, now does my age mean I am incapable inside that ring! I’ve been waiting for this for too long!
Zenna Zdunich: I’ve been fighting for ten years and now it’s my time to show the world I can do it on my own!
Maja Lindstrom: I am more than just somebody’s Swede Roll! I am more than just my cousin’s training partner! I am more than just a tag team partner used to fill a space!
They nod pointedly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I will show th’ world, yeah?
Gabriela "Taza" Carbajal: I show the world!
Zenna Zdunich: I will show the world!
Maja Lindstrom: I will show the world!
HALO
The camera opens on the SRW Hardcore Champion Haylie Jo “Halo” Annis, the championship belt on her right shoulder.
Halo: Fifth straight show with a Hardcore Championship and this time it’s…
She smirks.
Halo: The opportunity everybody should pray for at some point in their career! You fuckin’ kiddin’ me? I pull this off and ain’t nobody can step to me about what I can and can’t do in this fuckin’ company anymore! I will have taken championships off of F.M. Young, Ursula Von Rossbach and Katie Chaos and I will have put down a list of challengers that not even any of THEM can say they've done!
She nods, her eyes lit up like a Christmas tree.
Halo: So now we come to Psycho, Maja,Juliet Fuickin’ Black, Aphrodite, The Socialites, Rose, Kate Steele, Cherry Deville, Chris Styles, Justice Cross, Kasey Kash, Miss Doku,, Taza, KC, Sylvia By God Lopez, The Beasley Sisters, Jerry Doghouse Boy Watts, Sam Fuckin’ Tolson, Aunt Z, The Shitty Committee and & Faye Lange… all at the same fuckin’ time...
She shrugs, still obviously excited.
Halo: More or less…
She laughs to herself at what she’s looking at.
Halo: Sweet Mary, Mother of God, y’all tell me a bigger fuckin’ woodshed moment than this! Time to go to WAR on this here Death march and if y’all ain’t like it…
She shrugs.
Halo: Bitch, get to steppin’ cause ain’t nobody got time for your bullshit! We goin’ to the woodshed people and you’re ALL comin’ with me!
Halo: Fifth straight show with a Hardcore Championship and this time it’s…
She smirks.
Halo: The opportunity everybody should pray for at some point in their career! You fuckin’ kiddin’ me? I pull this off and ain’t nobody can step to me about what I can and can’t do in this fuckin’ company anymore! I will have taken championships off of F.M. Young, Ursula Von Rossbach and Katie Chaos and I will have put down a list of challengers that not even any of THEM can say they've done!
She nods, her eyes lit up like a Christmas tree.
Halo: So now we come to Psycho, Maja,Juliet Fuickin’ Black, Aphrodite, The Socialites, Rose, Kate Steele, Cherry Deville, Chris Styles, Justice Cross, Kasey Kash, Miss Doku,, Taza, KC, Sylvia By God Lopez, The Beasley Sisters, Jerry Doghouse Boy Watts, Sam Fuckin’ Tolson, Aunt Z, The Shitty Committee and & Faye Lange… all at the same fuckin’ time...
She shrugs, still obviously excited.
Halo: More or less…
She laughs to herself at what she’s looking at.
Halo: Sweet Mary, Mother of God, y’all tell me a bigger fuckin’ woodshed moment than this! Time to go to WAR on this here Death march and if y’all ain’t like it…
She shrugs.
Halo: Bitch, get to steppin’ cause ain’t nobody got time for your bullshit! We goin’ to the woodshed people and you’re ALL comin’ with me!
Koss: Strong words from the front runners for this War Games competition, but I need to remind everyone that in this kind of match, chaos reigns supreme. Focus, experience, and skill sometimes go right out the window in a match like this!
Spazz: Yeah, yous stepping into a ring with that many bodies and it becomes a real crap shoot and the dice ain't always gonna be in ya favor because even if you got the advantage and the odds say one thing, a bad roll is all it takes and you roll snake eyes!
Koss: Indeed!
25 WRESTLER HARDCORE WAR GAMES
HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP
Wrestlers enter randomly at timed intervals one at a time into a ring filled and surrounded by weapons, but only one shall leave with this solid steel Hardcore championship belt in her possession. Which wrestler is hardcore enough to leave the hellish War Games Hardcore Elimination match with the title in hand?
- DEFENDING CHAMPION -
HALO
The bell rings with JULIET BLACK standing across from JERRY WATTS as the number 1 and 2 entrants prospectively. The ring is surrounded by a steel cage and filled and with all manner of hardcore weapons and the ropes are barbwire. Resting on one side is a row of light tubes and on the other a table leaned between the barbwire ropes and cage wall.. Juliet cracks Jerry in the face with a bundle of light tubes wrapped around a steel rod, effectively stunning and bleeding him at the same time. She promptly dispatches him with the Skull Fuck and eliminates him!
JERRY WATTS ELIMINATED!!
FAYE LANGE enters and takes the fight straight to Juliet in a brutal exchange of fists and weapons. Faye ducks Bare Knuckle Glam to deliver a SUPERKICK! She nearly scores a pinfall then and there as the alarms sound and LA BEASLEY rushes down to enter the cage with a steel chair in hand! *WHACK!* says Mr. Chair to Faye's skull, dropping her straight to the canvas! She goes to do the same to Juliet, but finds the weapon roundhouse kicked out of her hand and BARE KNUCKLE GLAM sends her flailing into the barbwire ropes! Juliet has her way with a stunned Faye Lange when VERONICA TAYLOR enters, attacking the former hardcore champion from behind! Given the general hatred of the roster towards the Pretty Committee, however, Veronica finds herself ganged up on by and gets caught by Faye with THE MAELSTROM! On impact she bounces off and Juliet casually performs an elbow drop pin across her body.
VERONICA TAYLOR ELIMINATED!!
This leads to a reignition of fury between Faye and Juliet when ZENNA ZDUNICH rushes down to join the battle. She promptly starts brawling with LA Beasley then and there! Faye, meanwhile, nails Juliet with a hard kick to the gut and then snap suplexes her into the barbwire ropes! It's at that moment that DANIELLE PAGE enters! LA Beasley hits Zenna with CRUSHING DREAMS but gets only a two count! Danielle Page slips under the ropes and bowls LA Beasley over with a running front kick to the head! She then gathers a metal sheet from the corner and hits Faye Lange from behind with a devastating shot to the head! Juliet ducks a followup shot and German Suplexes Danielle! ROSE enters the fray, sliding right in and bowling Zenna over with a running clothesline, spinning around on impact to also take down LA Beasley! From there a massive brawl erupts between all participants that sees Juliet Black getting her hands on a baseball bat on the cage wall and going to town on every single occupant in the ring! She goes for a pinfall on Zenna, using the bat to practically choke her out in the process. As this happens CHRIS STYLES runs down the aisle, entering the open cage door to have it click shut behind him. Juliet takes a homerun swing for his head and he catches the bat, boots her in the gut, rips it from her hand and hits THE STYLES SMASH!!! At that moment, LA Beasley seems to be winning an exchange with Zenna only to be caught by a surprise right hook that spins her around, followed by THE FATAL KISS! 1-2-3!
LA BEASLEY ELIMINATED!!
The brawl turns bloody Danielle Page bloodies Faye Lange with a barbwire wrapped 2x4 being ground into her forehead! Chris, meanwhile gets a running start and HURLS Juliet across the ring into the cage wall where she becomes painfully trapped between barbwire and the cage! Zenna Zdunich rushes in behind him with a schoolgirl rollup, getting a kickout at 2 for her efforts! Meanwhile, down the ramp approaches JUSTICE CROSS carrying a kendo stick! Sliding under the barbwire ropes through the briefly opened cage door, she hops to her feet just as Chris kicks out and gets to his feet, promptly plastering him in the face with a hard Kendo stick shot that actually opens him up with a small cut on his forehead! He staggers right into Rose's waiting arms and is promptly hit with PLANT THEM! She hops up just in time to duck a running clothesline from Zenna and then hits her with a hard German Suplex! She then turns and bull rushes Justice, scooping her up and slamming her into the corner where she proceeds to work her over with WORKING THE BAG!!! It's with a huge eruption that PSYCHO MAGUIRE steps out, promptly rushing to ringside to join the growing blood bath in the ring! In her hand is a knotted Shillelagh and with the Irish club, she attacks EVERYONE! Rocking each wrestler off their feet one by one! Juliet Black is the only one to duck the shot, peppering her with rights and lefts! A gut shot stops Juliet, followed by Psycho dropping her with a modified Russian Legsweep using the Shillelagh! It's then that KASEY KASH enters the battle! He rushes to ringside as Faye is recovering from her own Shillelagh shot, catching her from behind and hitting the RIPCORD BICYCLE KNEE followed by THE AUSSIE KNEE PARTY! 1-2-3!
FAYE LANGE ELIMINATED!!
While Danielle Page, Rose, and Juliet all gang up on Psycho Maguire, Kasey enters into a brawl with Chris Styles, trading shots back and forth! As the ring essentially breaks down into a mass brawl between all participants, HIRATA DOKUEKI'S music hits!!! Out steps the tall, broad shouldered Dragon with a brutal looking Kanobo war club on her shoulder and an evil grin on her face. She rushes down, slides through the door and wades into the melee!!!! In the confusion, Juliet Black hits a German Suplex on Psycho Maguire into a pile of thumbtacks dumped out of a bag at some point in all of this, promptly followed by THE SKULL FUCK! 1-2-3!!!
PSYCHO MAGUIRE ELIMINATED!!
A hard Kanobo shot drops Justice Cross, opening her up for Dokueki's SHINING BLACK! 1-2-3
JUSTICE CROSS ELIMINATED!!
Juliet locks gazes with Dokueki, who just shoots her that evil grin. Baseball bat meets Kanobo club and the heavier woman snaps Juliet's bat in half like a twig! The surprise almost leaves her open to a second strike, but the bloodied former champion manages to matrix evade the swing! She hops back up and catches the war club and a struggle ensues!!! At that moment BIANCA DAVIS heads down the ramp but chooses not to enter the cage, instead staying outside and in general complaining about having to be in a "poor recreation of Blood Sport." This leads to booing from the fans, naturally. At that moment, Chris Styles catches Zenna Zdunich off guard with THE STYLES DROP! 1-2-3!!
ZENNA ZDUNICH ELIMINATED!!
PRINCESS KICK catches Kasey Kash right in the jaw, rocking him flat on his back as Danielle Page makes the cover! 1-2-3!!!
KASEY KASH ELIMINATED!!
APHRODITE steps out onto the stage and immediately balks at what she sees in the ring. Not noticing Bianca Davis outside the ring, she enters as any other competitor, but promptly begins ducking and weaving, taking the path of avoidance until she pick the right moment to strike. Seizing an opportunity with Juliet and Dokueki thoroughly engaged in bloody battle, she sneaks in and rolls up Juliet Black, eliminating her!
JULIET BLACK ELIMINATED!!!
This not only pisses off the fans, but both Dokueki and Juliet did not appreciate having their intense battle interrupted. Dokueki catches Aphrodite in her attempt to run away by the hair and pulls her right in to a brutal clothesline! Juliet locks on the FADE 2 BLACK!!! Aphrodite taps out, but as it's not done by a legal competitor, she's forced to pass out in the middle of the ring! Juliet releases the hold and motions to Dokueki, then to her. With a shrug, the Poison Dragon puts a boot on Aphrodite's chest as everyone else brawls around the two. 1-2-3!
APRHODITE ELIMINATED!!!
At that moment MAJA LINDSTROM is announced as the next entrant to the battle! Danielle Page catches Rose with DIAMONDS ARE FOREVER!!! She jumps up with a fist pump and a cry of victory only to have that moment snatched from her as Maja hits THE ANGEL'S DEMISE, then locks on THE SWEDISH HOUSE MAFIA!!! Danielle is forced to tap out in the middle of the ring!!!
DANIELLE PAGE ELIMINATED!!!
Maja is then swept up in a melee between Chris Styles, Dokueki, and Rose all exchanging shots back and forth Chris hurls Dokueki into the barbwire, but Dokueki snarls and snaps back off of them as if they were normal ropse, small red streaks of blood running down her back as she makes a flying clothesline leap, but is caught and planted with a side slam by Chris!!! Rose, showcasing her toughness and staying power, manages to overpower Maja with raw physical strength, hurling her into the corner where she unloads, WORKING THE BAG!!!
KILLER CARTER'S music hits to a huge crowd pop as the tall Shieldmaiden enters the ring and gets straight to work. Rose pulls Maja out of the corner, setting up for a big move with Carter rushes into them both with a savage double lariat! Maja's rocked off her feet while rose staggers back and looks her dead in the eye. Thunderous hands are exchanged between the two! Dokueki manages to lift and throw Chris Styles into the barbwire ropes, he falls onto a steel chair, which he then picks up and swings at Dokueki who jumps up and dropkicks it right back in his face and sending him flailing back into the barbwire!!
At that moment KATE STEELE'S music hits and out to the ring she marches, but makes a pitstop along the way, noticing a taunting Bianca Davis outside of the cage, she rushes her with an all out assault! The two battle outside the ring for several seconds. At that moment, Maja and Rose are double teaming Killer Carter with surprising effectiveness, even pulling a modified 3D CUTTER on Carter, but only getting a two count for their efforts! Dokueki is now whipping Chris Styles with bundle of barbwire across his back, rending flesh and causing him excruciating pain! She does this until a running kick from Maja misses Carter and catches her in the side of the head, sending her rolling onto her side. Reacting without thinking, Dokueki gets to her feet and bull rushes Lindstrom, scooping her up off her feet with a running elbow shot, then picking her up by her face and CLAW SLAMS her to the canvas! Kate Steele finally enters the ring, dragging a reluctant Bianca Davis with her!
SAMANTHA TOLSON is next to enter the ring and there, she goes right for Killer Carter, who seems to be in mid comeback on Rose, latching on with a Chokeslam! Suddenly she finds her world upturned as she's sent sailing through the air with an impressive Tolson German Suplex!!! Dokueki hits THE DRAGON'S DIVE on Maja Lindstrom! 1-2-3!!!
MAJA LINDSTROM ELIMINATED!!!!
Tolson and Carter exchange holds and strikes back and forth, neither gaining a true advantage. Kate Steele blasts Bianca into the cage wall just as she's blown over by Rose with a running clothesline! Rose is then hit with a running power slam by Chris Styles and pinned for a 2-count! Dokueki stalks Bianca Davis, evil intentions as she moves in on her rising foe. Gathering Bianca up, she spins her around only to be surprised by a nasty thumb jab to her good eye! Bianca follows with a kick between the legs and THE CORONATION! BUT ONLY A TWO COUNT?! Bianca promptly runs away as Dokueki gets to her feet with blurred vision and intense rage on her face....
VALERIE BEASLEY! Come on down! You're the next contestant to enter the slaughtering grounds! As Valerie enters the ring, initiating a brawl with Samantha Tolson, Kate Steele rushes at Bianca Davis, who has Dokueki right behind her. A fired off spinning kick by Steele is ducked and Dokueki eats it full force! Seizing the opportunity, Kate hits THE PUNK DRIVER on Dokueki, going for the pin! 1-2-3!! Dokueki rolls the shoulder but a fraction too late!
HIRATA DOKUEKI ELIMINATED!!!!
Bianca quickly moves out of line of sight of Dokueki! The Poison Dragon powers Kate Steele off of her, getting to her feet a bit groggy but clearly angered. Kate gets to her feet just to get clobbered by Dokueki and then violently slammed to the canvas with THE DRAGON'S LAST DANCE!!! She then exits, leaving Bianca an opening to crawl over the unconscious form of Kate...1-2-3!!!
KATE STEELE ELIMINATED!!!
It's now VANESSA PAGE's turn to enter the fray! Meanwhile the ring has dissolved into another wild melee between Tolson, Beasley, Carter, Styles, and Rose. Bianca watching and waiting... A back elbow from Killer Carter staggers Rose, rocking her back and right into the waiting arm of Bianca with a Schoolgirl Roll up! 1-2-3!!
ROSE ELIMINATED!!!
Killer Carter, rushes in on Bianca, who rapidly backs up from her, hands up as she tries to talk her way out of it! So focus, Carter didn't notice Vanessa Page coming in from behind with ALL THE MONEY IN THE WORLD! Carter snaps up straight, swaying and then falling to a knee as Bianca hits THE CORONATION and makes the pin!!! 1-2-3!!
KILLER CARTER ELIMINATED!!!
Page and Davis exchange high fives and make L shapes at a stunned Carter on their forehead. This opens them both up to a running leap double clothesline from Valerie Beasley that rocks both women flat on their back! She gathers Bianca up and unloads THE FIST, falling across Bianca for the elimination!
BIANCA DAVIS ELIMINATED!!!
Bianca is helped out of the ring by the ref as the crowd cheers for Valerie taking out Bianca. She revels in the moment a bit too much, only find Vanessa page grabbing her by the head and violently running her into a section of cage wall lined with light tubes that violently shatter, cutting Valerie open in multiple places while also suffering the impact of the steel hard point they were attached to! Vanessa laughs at her and calls her a loser as she lays out on the canvas, clutching her bleeding, throbbing skull. Samantha Tolson moves in behind her and hits Vanessa with one.... two... THREE German Suplexes in a row, holding her for the pin on the final hit! 1-2-3!!
VANESSA PAGE ELIMINATED!!!
And here comes SYLVIA LOPEZ to the fray! At that moment Chris Styles hits THE STYLES DROP on Valerie Beasley, hooking both legs for a fast cover! 1-2-3!!!
VALERIE BEASLEY ELIMINATED!!!
As Chris gets to his feet, he finds himself neck-deep in crazy as Sylvia Lopez hits a flying Lou Thesz Press that doesn't drop Chris, but doesn't stop her from peppering blows on him and eventually savagely biting down on his forehead! He promptly slams her on the canvas, hopping up and holding his forehead just as Samantha springs off the top barbwire rope and hits an in-ring ODA A MEXICO!!! Rocking him off his feet! CHERRY DEVILLE enters with what looks like a bag over her shoulder. Tolson gets to her feet and eats that bag, which explodes with chunks of glass in every direction on impact!!! Naturally Mike Spazz gives a "HOLY FUCK!" shout at ringside!
Sylvia Lopez even nods with approval, then hits a flying tackle on Cherry! Samantha gets to her feet in time to eat THE STYLES SMASH!!! Chris rolls her over for a pinfall but gets a 2.99999 count! He pounds the mat in frustration Chris rises with a stunned Samantha Tolson only to eat a chair shot to the back of his knee, dropping him, followed by a hard chair shot to the back of his head, and then finished with a DDT on the chair, all from Sylvia Lopez! She flips him over for the pin and he kicks out but too little, too late! 1-2-3!
CHRIS STYLES ELIMINATED!!!
Chris exits while Sylvia celebrates as GABI CARBAJAL's music plays over the P/A and she RUNS down to the ring carrying a police riot baton! Sylvia ducks a few strikes but a proper gut check stops her, followed by a violent crack across her skull that spins her right into the waiting arms of Samantha Tolson to be delivered with VICTORY DROP ALPHA! 1-2-3!!!
SYLVIA LOPEZ ELIMINATED!!!
Sylvia is assisted out of the ring by the referee in a bit of an angry daze. Samantha seems exhausted when she meets a full on assault from Gabi! She ducks and weaves the night stick, barely avoiding the blows until rolling to one side and blocking a shot with a long discarded Kendo Stick! The two have a little fencing match but using the hook handle of the night stick, Gabi rips the weapon out of Sam's hands! Sam doesn't miss a beat and catches Gabi with a Belly to Back suplex across the ring! Sam gets to her feet only to be absolutely surprised and then promptly floored by Cherry Deville with THE CHERRY BOMB! Sam kicks out but right after three, which has her sitting up in pure SHOCK!
SAMANTHA TOLSON ELIMINATED!!!
As Cherry now pulls free the one table between the barbwire ropes and cell wall, out steps The Hardcore Champion, HALO with the Champion's advantage, making her the final participant in the match!!! She waves at Samantha Tolson as the two pass, a bright smile on her dimpled face. Tolson just shakes her head and continues on, while Cherry sets Gabi up for a powerbomb, aiming for the table, only to find herself shoved back as Gabi hits BOOM BOOM, rocking Cherry right off her feet!
Halo slides in, hops up, and goes to wallop Gabi with the hardcore belt, but Gabi ducks and slips behind her, hitting a dropkick that sends Halo into the table, her belt flying out of her hand! She turns to find Gabi rushing at her, but quickly ducks the shoulder and lifts her up and over, tossing her onto the table! Neither of them notice that Cherry had been setting up for this the entire time hitting the MOONSAULT through both Gabi and the table, pinning on impact! 1-2-3!!!
GABI CARBAJAL ELIMINATED!!!
No one expected Cherry to be standing across from the Champion at the end, warn, battered, and even spattered with someone else's blood. Yet here she is, alone inside of the Hardcore Wargames sell, face to face with Halo. It wasn't their first dance together, wouldn't be their last, but it certainly was going to be their most epic! Halo picks up the Hardcore championship and hoists it in the air, pounding her chest and screaming, "YOU WANT THIS! COME AND TAKE IT CHERRY!!!"
She lays it down at her feet, the two nod and come at each other! Blows start flying between the two but with Halo being fresher on the draw, she was gaining grown fast, wearing Cherry down until finally a hard shot sends Cherry back! Halo takes the arm and whips her into the ropes! Cherry falls to her knees in agony, strips of some of her ring gear tearing on the barbwire links along with flesh! Halo rushes in with BLACK 13 NO! Cherry folds backwards, letting Halo sail into the barbwire and snap back, clutching at her bare midriff! As Halo fights to her feet, Cherry catches her from behind only to eat a back kick to her groin, followed by another, then a spin around and forearm shot to the face! This is followed by a running facebuster and a pin attempt! 1-2-KICKOUT!!!
Both women are up and Cherry goes for a Lariat, but Halo Cartwheel evades with and Enziguri kick to Cherry's head, spinning her around and dropping her to one knee! She gathers Cherry up and hits 2 MINUTES 2 MIDNIGHT, followed by another quick pin and kickout! Halo punches the canvas in frustration, then gathers Cherry up and HARD whips her into the corner, more barbwire wounds resulting from the impact with the ropes. This is further compounded by a running handspring back-elbow shot by Halo, followed by a pullback into a hard knee shot. Halo locks in a front facelock but Cherry hooks the leg and reverses a DDT into an improvised Northern Lights Suplex into the corner! Halo is left hung upside down by her legs, hooked in the barbwire! Cherry lifts her up by her hair, pulls her all the way out and then YANKS her off the corner, drawing more blood from the champion's flesh in the process!
Halo gets to her feet, clutching at the worst of her too legs and limping a bit as blood runs from a nasty gash behind the knee. Her mobility is hampered visibly by this and yet the battle must go on! As Cherry approaches for a grapple, Halo turns away, staggering it seems, which causes Cherry to hesitate in confusion. Halo spins around with a pair of brass knuckles but Cherry brings up her arm, blocking the shot! Unfortunately it effectively Charley Horses her forearm badly. She staggers away, clutching at her arm. Halo rushes in for a second shot and Cherry turns, dropping catching Halo and CHERRY BOMB IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! She holds Halo down for the pin on impact!!! 1-2-3!!!
HALO ELIMINATED!!!!!!!
The crowd erupts as a battered, bloodied, and bruised Cherry Deville rises up, a look of utter shock and bewilderment in her eyes as the referee presents her with the Hardcore Championship and then hoists her arm in the air.
WINNER AND NEW HARDCORE CHAMPION: CHERRY DEVILLE!!!
Spazz: HOW THE FUCK?
Koss: Like was said before this match, chaos reigns supreme and the odds were in Cherry Deville's favor this night!
Spazz: Woah what an outcome though! Nobody saw that shit coming, especially with Halo exercising her Champion's advantage and coming out last and freshest!
Koss: I'm sure the rematch is going to be epic between the former and new champion, but for now, it's time to draw this show to a close! Thank you all for watching and we hope to see you for the next one! Take care and have a good one!
Spazz: ROLL CREDITS YOU FUCKING MONKIES!!!
JERRY WATTS ELIMINATED!!
FAYE LANGE enters and takes the fight straight to Juliet in a brutal exchange of fists and weapons. Faye ducks Bare Knuckle Glam to deliver a SUPERKICK! She nearly scores a pinfall then and there as the alarms sound and LA BEASLEY rushes down to enter the cage with a steel chair in hand! *WHACK!* says Mr. Chair to Faye's skull, dropping her straight to the canvas! She goes to do the same to Juliet, but finds the weapon roundhouse kicked out of her hand and BARE KNUCKLE GLAM sends her flailing into the barbwire ropes! Juliet has her way with a stunned Faye Lange when VERONICA TAYLOR enters, attacking the former hardcore champion from behind! Given the general hatred of the roster towards the Pretty Committee, however, Veronica finds herself ganged up on by and gets caught by Faye with THE MAELSTROM! On impact she bounces off and Juliet casually performs an elbow drop pin across her body.
VERONICA TAYLOR ELIMINATED!!
This leads to a reignition of fury between Faye and Juliet when ZENNA ZDUNICH rushes down to join the battle. She promptly starts brawling with LA Beasley then and there! Faye, meanwhile, nails Juliet with a hard kick to the gut and then snap suplexes her into the barbwire ropes! It's at that moment that DANIELLE PAGE enters! LA Beasley hits Zenna with CRUSHING DREAMS but gets only a two count! Danielle Page slips under the ropes and bowls LA Beasley over with a running front kick to the head! She then gathers a metal sheet from the corner and hits Faye Lange from behind with a devastating shot to the head! Juliet ducks a followup shot and German Suplexes Danielle! ROSE enters the fray, sliding right in and bowling Zenna over with a running clothesline, spinning around on impact to also take down LA Beasley! From there a massive brawl erupts between all participants that sees Juliet Black getting her hands on a baseball bat on the cage wall and going to town on every single occupant in the ring! She goes for a pinfall on Zenna, using the bat to practically choke her out in the process. As this happens CHRIS STYLES runs down the aisle, entering the open cage door to have it click shut behind him. Juliet takes a homerun swing for his head and he catches the bat, boots her in the gut, rips it from her hand and hits THE STYLES SMASH!!! At that moment, LA Beasley seems to be winning an exchange with Zenna only to be caught by a surprise right hook that spins her around, followed by THE FATAL KISS! 1-2-3!
LA BEASLEY ELIMINATED!!
The brawl turns bloody Danielle Page bloodies Faye Lange with a barbwire wrapped 2x4 being ground into her forehead! Chris, meanwhile gets a running start and HURLS Juliet across the ring into the cage wall where she becomes painfully trapped between barbwire and the cage! Zenna Zdunich rushes in behind him with a schoolgirl rollup, getting a kickout at 2 for her efforts! Meanwhile, down the ramp approaches JUSTICE CROSS carrying a kendo stick! Sliding under the barbwire ropes through the briefly opened cage door, she hops to her feet just as Chris kicks out and gets to his feet, promptly plastering him in the face with a hard Kendo stick shot that actually opens him up with a small cut on his forehead! He staggers right into Rose's waiting arms and is promptly hit with PLANT THEM! She hops up just in time to duck a running clothesline from Zenna and then hits her with a hard German Suplex! She then turns and bull rushes Justice, scooping her up and slamming her into the corner where she proceeds to work her over with WORKING THE BAG!!! It's with a huge eruption that PSYCHO MAGUIRE steps out, promptly rushing to ringside to join the growing blood bath in the ring! In her hand is a knotted Shillelagh and with the Irish club, she attacks EVERYONE! Rocking each wrestler off their feet one by one! Juliet Black is the only one to duck the shot, peppering her with rights and lefts! A gut shot stops Juliet, followed by Psycho dropping her with a modified Russian Legsweep using the Shillelagh! It's then that KASEY KASH enters the battle! He rushes to ringside as Faye is recovering from her own Shillelagh shot, catching her from behind and hitting the RIPCORD BICYCLE KNEE followed by THE AUSSIE KNEE PARTY! 1-2-3!
FAYE LANGE ELIMINATED!!
While Danielle Page, Rose, and Juliet all gang up on Psycho Maguire, Kasey enters into a brawl with Chris Styles, trading shots back and forth! As the ring essentially breaks down into a mass brawl between all participants, HIRATA DOKUEKI'S music hits!!! Out steps the tall, broad shouldered Dragon with a brutal looking Kanobo war club on her shoulder and an evil grin on her face. She rushes down, slides through the door and wades into the melee!!!! In the confusion, Juliet Black hits a German Suplex on Psycho Maguire into a pile of thumbtacks dumped out of a bag at some point in all of this, promptly followed by THE SKULL FUCK! 1-2-3!!!
PSYCHO MAGUIRE ELIMINATED!!
A hard Kanobo shot drops Justice Cross, opening her up for Dokueki's SHINING BLACK! 1-2-3
JUSTICE CROSS ELIMINATED!!
Juliet locks gazes with Dokueki, who just shoots her that evil grin. Baseball bat meets Kanobo club and the heavier woman snaps Juliet's bat in half like a twig! The surprise almost leaves her open to a second strike, but the bloodied former champion manages to matrix evade the swing! She hops back up and catches the war club and a struggle ensues!!! At that moment BIANCA DAVIS heads down the ramp but chooses not to enter the cage, instead staying outside and in general complaining about having to be in a "poor recreation of Blood Sport." This leads to booing from the fans, naturally. At that moment, Chris Styles catches Zenna Zdunich off guard with THE STYLES DROP! 1-2-3!!
ZENNA ZDUNICH ELIMINATED!!
PRINCESS KICK catches Kasey Kash right in the jaw, rocking him flat on his back as Danielle Page makes the cover! 1-2-3!!!
KASEY KASH ELIMINATED!!
APHRODITE steps out onto the stage and immediately balks at what she sees in the ring. Not noticing Bianca Davis outside the ring, she enters as any other competitor, but promptly begins ducking and weaving, taking the path of avoidance until she pick the right moment to strike. Seizing an opportunity with Juliet and Dokueki thoroughly engaged in bloody battle, she sneaks in and rolls up Juliet Black, eliminating her!
JULIET BLACK ELIMINATED!!!
This not only pisses off the fans, but both Dokueki and Juliet did not appreciate having their intense battle interrupted. Dokueki catches Aphrodite in her attempt to run away by the hair and pulls her right in to a brutal clothesline! Juliet locks on the FADE 2 BLACK!!! Aphrodite taps out, but as it's not done by a legal competitor, she's forced to pass out in the middle of the ring! Juliet releases the hold and motions to Dokueki, then to her. With a shrug, the Poison Dragon puts a boot on Aphrodite's chest as everyone else brawls around the two. 1-2-3!
APRHODITE ELIMINATED!!!
At that moment MAJA LINDSTROM is announced as the next entrant to the battle! Danielle Page catches Rose with DIAMONDS ARE FOREVER!!! She jumps up with a fist pump and a cry of victory only to have that moment snatched from her as Maja hits THE ANGEL'S DEMISE, then locks on THE SWEDISH HOUSE MAFIA!!! Danielle is forced to tap out in the middle of the ring!!!
DANIELLE PAGE ELIMINATED!!!
Maja is then swept up in a melee between Chris Styles, Dokueki, and Rose all exchanging shots back and forth Chris hurls Dokueki into the barbwire, but Dokueki snarls and snaps back off of them as if they were normal ropse, small red streaks of blood running down her back as she makes a flying clothesline leap, but is caught and planted with a side slam by Chris!!! Rose, showcasing her toughness and staying power, manages to overpower Maja with raw physical strength, hurling her into the corner where she unloads, WORKING THE BAG!!!
KILLER CARTER'S music hits to a huge crowd pop as the tall Shieldmaiden enters the ring and gets straight to work. Rose pulls Maja out of the corner, setting up for a big move with Carter rushes into them both with a savage double lariat! Maja's rocked off her feet while rose staggers back and looks her dead in the eye. Thunderous hands are exchanged between the two! Dokueki manages to lift and throw Chris Styles into the barbwire ropes, he falls onto a steel chair, which he then picks up and swings at Dokueki who jumps up and dropkicks it right back in his face and sending him flailing back into the barbwire!!
At that moment KATE STEELE'S music hits and out to the ring she marches, but makes a pitstop along the way, noticing a taunting Bianca Davis outside of the cage, she rushes her with an all out assault! The two battle outside the ring for several seconds. At that moment, Maja and Rose are double teaming Killer Carter with surprising effectiveness, even pulling a modified 3D CUTTER on Carter, but only getting a two count for their efforts! Dokueki is now whipping Chris Styles with bundle of barbwire across his back, rending flesh and causing him excruciating pain! She does this until a running kick from Maja misses Carter and catches her in the side of the head, sending her rolling onto her side. Reacting without thinking, Dokueki gets to her feet and bull rushes Lindstrom, scooping her up off her feet with a running elbow shot, then picking her up by her face and CLAW SLAMS her to the canvas! Kate Steele finally enters the ring, dragging a reluctant Bianca Davis with her!
SAMANTHA TOLSON is next to enter the ring and there, she goes right for Killer Carter, who seems to be in mid comeback on Rose, latching on with a Chokeslam! Suddenly she finds her world upturned as she's sent sailing through the air with an impressive Tolson German Suplex!!! Dokueki hits THE DRAGON'S DIVE on Maja Lindstrom! 1-2-3!!!
MAJA LINDSTROM ELIMINATED!!!!
Tolson and Carter exchange holds and strikes back and forth, neither gaining a true advantage. Kate Steele blasts Bianca into the cage wall just as she's blown over by Rose with a running clothesline! Rose is then hit with a running power slam by Chris Styles and pinned for a 2-count! Dokueki stalks Bianca Davis, evil intentions as she moves in on her rising foe. Gathering Bianca up, she spins her around only to be surprised by a nasty thumb jab to her good eye! Bianca follows with a kick between the legs and THE CORONATION! BUT ONLY A TWO COUNT?! Bianca promptly runs away as Dokueki gets to her feet with blurred vision and intense rage on her face....
VALERIE BEASLEY! Come on down! You're the next contestant to enter the slaughtering grounds! As Valerie enters the ring, initiating a brawl with Samantha Tolson, Kate Steele rushes at Bianca Davis, who has Dokueki right behind her. A fired off spinning kick by Steele is ducked and Dokueki eats it full force! Seizing the opportunity, Kate hits THE PUNK DRIVER on Dokueki, going for the pin! 1-2-3!! Dokueki rolls the shoulder but a fraction too late!
HIRATA DOKUEKI ELIMINATED!!!!
Bianca quickly moves out of line of sight of Dokueki! The Poison Dragon powers Kate Steele off of her, getting to her feet a bit groggy but clearly angered. Kate gets to her feet just to get clobbered by Dokueki and then violently slammed to the canvas with THE DRAGON'S LAST DANCE!!! She then exits, leaving Bianca an opening to crawl over the unconscious form of Kate...1-2-3!!!
KATE STEELE ELIMINATED!!!
It's now VANESSA PAGE's turn to enter the fray! Meanwhile the ring has dissolved into another wild melee between Tolson, Beasley, Carter, Styles, and Rose. Bianca watching and waiting... A back elbow from Killer Carter staggers Rose, rocking her back and right into the waiting arm of Bianca with a Schoolgirl Roll up! 1-2-3!!
ROSE ELIMINATED!!!
Killer Carter, rushes in on Bianca, who rapidly backs up from her, hands up as she tries to talk her way out of it! So focus, Carter didn't notice Vanessa Page coming in from behind with ALL THE MONEY IN THE WORLD! Carter snaps up straight, swaying and then falling to a knee as Bianca hits THE CORONATION and makes the pin!!! 1-2-3!!
KILLER CARTER ELIMINATED!!!
Page and Davis exchange high fives and make L shapes at a stunned Carter on their forehead. This opens them both up to a running leap double clothesline from Valerie Beasley that rocks both women flat on their back! She gathers Bianca up and unloads THE FIST, falling across Bianca for the elimination!
BIANCA DAVIS ELIMINATED!!!
Bianca is helped out of the ring by the ref as the crowd cheers for Valerie taking out Bianca. She revels in the moment a bit too much, only find Vanessa page grabbing her by the head and violently running her into a section of cage wall lined with light tubes that violently shatter, cutting Valerie open in multiple places while also suffering the impact of the steel hard point they were attached to! Vanessa laughs at her and calls her a loser as she lays out on the canvas, clutching her bleeding, throbbing skull. Samantha Tolson moves in behind her and hits Vanessa with one.... two... THREE German Suplexes in a row, holding her for the pin on the final hit! 1-2-3!!
VANESSA PAGE ELIMINATED!!!
And here comes SYLVIA LOPEZ to the fray! At that moment Chris Styles hits THE STYLES DROP on Valerie Beasley, hooking both legs for a fast cover! 1-2-3!!!
VALERIE BEASLEY ELIMINATED!!!
As Chris gets to his feet, he finds himself neck-deep in crazy as Sylvia Lopez hits a flying Lou Thesz Press that doesn't drop Chris, but doesn't stop her from peppering blows on him and eventually savagely biting down on his forehead! He promptly slams her on the canvas, hopping up and holding his forehead just as Samantha springs off the top barbwire rope and hits an in-ring ODA A MEXICO!!! Rocking him off his feet! CHERRY DEVILLE enters with what looks like a bag over her shoulder. Tolson gets to her feet and eats that bag, which explodes with chunks of glass in every direction on impact!!! Naturally Mike Spazz gives a "HOLY FUCK!" shout at ringside!
Sylvia Lopez even nods with approval, then hits a flying tackle on Cherry! Samantha gets to her feet in time to eat THE STYLES SMASH!!! Chris rolls her over for a pinfall but gets a 2.99999 count! He pounds the mat in frustration Chris rises with a stunned Samantha Tolson only to eat a chair shot to the back of his knee, dropping him, followed by a hard chair shot to the back of his head, and then finished with a DDT on the chair, all from Sylvia Lopez! She flips him over for the pin and he kicks out but too little, too late! 1-2-3!
CHRIS STYLES ELIMINATED!!!
Chris exits while Sylvia celebrates as GABI CARBAJAL's music plays over the P/A and she RUNS down to the ring carrying a police riot baton! Sylvia ducks a few strikes but a proper gut check stops her, followed by a violent crack across her skull that spins her right into the waiting arms of Samantha Tolson to be delivered with VICTORY DROP ALPHA! 1-2-3!!!
SYLVIA LOPEZ ELIMINATED!!!
Sylvia is assisted out of the ring by the referee in a bit of an angry daze. Samantha seems exhausted when she meets a full on assault from Gabi! She ducks and weaves the night stick, barely avoiding the blows until rolling to one side and blocking a shot with a long discarded Kendo Stick! The two have a little fencing match but using the hook handle of the night stick, Gabi rips the weapon out of Sam's hands! Sam doesn't miss a beat and catches Gabi with a Belly to Back suplex across the ring! Sam gets to her feet only to be absolutely surprised and then promptly floored by Cherry Deville with THE CHERRY BOMB! Sam kicks out but right after three, which has her sitting up in pure SHOCK!
SAMANTHA TOLSON ELIMINATED!!!
As Cherry now pulls free the one table between the barbwire ropes and cell wall, out steps The Hardcore Champion, HALO with the Champion's advantage, making her the final participant in the match!!! She waves at Samantha Tolson as the two pass, a bright smile on her dimpled face. Tolson just shakes her head and continues on, while Cherry sets Gabi up for a powerbomb, aiming for the table, only to find herself shoved back as Gabi hits BOOM BOOM, rocking Cherry right off her feet!
Halo slides in, hops up, and goes to wallop Gabi with the hardcore belt, but Gabi ducks and slips behind her, hitting a dropkick that sends Halo into the table, her belt flying out of her hand! She turns to find Gabi rushing at her, but quickly ducks the shoulder and lifts her up and over, tossing her onto the table! Neither of them notice that Cherry had been setting up for this the entire time hitting the MOONSAULT through both Gabi and the table, pinning on impact! 1-2-3!!!
GABI CARBAJAL ELIMINATED!!!
No one expected Cherry to be standing across from the Champion at the end, warn, battered, and even spattered with someone else's blood. Yet here she is, alone inside of the Hardcore Wargames sell, face to face with Halo. It wasn't their first dance together, wouldn't be their last, but it certainly was going to be their most epic! Halo picks up the Hardcore championship and hoists it in the air, pounding her chest and screaming, "YOU WANT THIS! COME AND TAKE IT CHERRY!!!"
She lays it down at her feet, the two nod and come at each other! Blows start flying between the two but with Halo being fresher on the draw, she was gaining grown fast, wearing Cherry down until finally a hard shot sends Cherry back! Halo takes the arm and whips her into the ropes! Cherry falls to her knees in agony, strips of some of her ring gear tearing on the barbwire links along with flesh! Halo rushes in with BLACK 13 NO! Cherry folds backwards, letting Halo sail into the barbwire and snap back, clutching at her bare midriff! As Halo fights to her feet, Cherry catches her from behind only to eat a back kick to her groin, followed by another, then a spin around and forearm shot to the face! This is followed by a running facebuster and a pin attempt! 1-2-KICKOUT!!!
Both women are up and Cherry goes for a Lariat, but Halo Cartwheel evades with and Enziguri kick to Cherry's head, spinning her around and dropping her to one knee! She gathers Cherry up and hits 2 MINUTES 2 MIDNIGHT, followed by another quick pin and kickout! Halo punches the canvas in frustration, then gathers Cherry up and HARD whips her into the corner, more barbwire wounds resulting from the impact with the ropes. This is further compounded by a running handspring back-elbow shot by Halo, followed by a pullback into a hard knee shot. Halo locks in a front facelock but Cherry hooks the leg and reverses a DDT into an improvised Northern Lights Suplex into the corner! Halo is left hung upside down by her legs, hooked in the barbwire! Cherry lifts her up by her hair, pulls her all the way out and then YANKS her off the corner, drawing more blood from the champion's flesh in the process!
Halo gets to her feet, clutching at the worst of her too legs and limping a bit as blood runs from a nasty gash behind the knee. Her mobility is hampered visibly by this and yet the battle must go on! As Cherry approaches for a grapple, Halo turns away, staggering it seems, which causes Cherry to hesitate in confusion. Halo spins around with a pair of brass knuckles but Cherry brings up her arm, blocking the shot! Unfortunately it effectively Charley Horses her forearm badly. She staggers away, clutching at her arm. Halo rushes in for a second shot and Cherry turns, dropping catching Halo and CHERRY BOMB IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! She holds Halo down for the pin on impact!!! 1-2-3!!!
HALO ELIMINATED!!!!!!!
The crowd erupts as a battered, bloodied, and bruised Cherry Deville rises up, a look of utter shock and bewilderment in her eyes as the referee presents her with the Hardcore Championship and then hoists her arm in the air.
WINNER AND NEW HARDCORE CHAMPION: CHERRY DEVILLE!!!
Spazz: HOW THE FUCK?
Koss: Like was said before this match, chaos reigns supreme and the odds were in Cherry Deville's favor this night!
Spazz: Woah what an outcome though! Nobody saw that shit coming, especially with Halo exercising her Champion's advantage and coming out last and freshest!
Koss: I'm sure the rematch is going to be epic between the former and new champion, but for now, it's time to draw this show to a close! Thank you all for watching and we hope to see you for the next one! Take care and have a good one!
Spazz: ROLL CREDITS YOU FUCKING MONKIES!!!
CREDITS
-BRITTANY WILLIAMS-VS-SELEANA ZDUNICH-
Writer: Alex
-CRYSTAL ZDUNICH-VS-EAVAN MALONEY-
Writer: Hank
HARDCORE TORNADO TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP ELIMINATION MATCH
-RIOT SQUAD(C)-VS-HOUSE OF DIX-
Writer: Alex
ULTIMATE CONQUEST CHAMPIONSHIP
-CCM (C)-VS-LUTHER THUNDER-
Writer: Alex
TORNADO TAG TEAM BURIED ALIVE MATCH
-URSULA VON ROSSBACH-VS-MERCY & SIN-
Writer: RC/Kay
MAIN EVENT
25 WRESTLER HARDCORE WAR GAMES
HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP
HALO, PSYCHO MAGUIRE, MAJA LINDSTROM, JULIET BLACK, APHRODITE, VANESSA PAGE, ROSE, KATE STEELE, CHERRY DEVILLE, CHRIS STYLES, JUSTICE CROSS, KASEY KASH, HIRATA DOKUEKI, GABI CARJABAL, KILLER CARTER, SYLVIA LOPEZ, LA BEASLEY, JERRY WATTS, SAMANTHA TOLSON, ZENNA ZDUNICH, DANIELLE PAGE, BIANCA DAVIS, VALERIE BEASLEY, VERONICA TAYLOR, & FAYE LANGE
Writer: RC/Kay
HALO, PSYCHO MAGUIRE, MAJA LINDSTROM, JULIET BLACK, APHRODITE, VANESSA PAGE, ROSE, KATE STEELE, CHERRY DEVILLE, CHRIS STYLES, JUSTICE CROSS, KASEY KASH, HIRATA DOKUEKI, GABI CARJABAL, KILLER CARTER, SYLVIA LOPEZ, LA BEASLEY, JERRY WATTS, SAMANTHA TOLSON, ZENNA ZDUNICH, DANIELLE PAGE, BIANCA DAVIS, VALERIE BEASLEY, VERONICA TAYLOR, & FAYE LANGE
Writer: RC/Kay