Post by Melinda Rhodes on Apr 9, 2021 9:42:11 GMT -7
REBEL STAR ARENA
ROME GA
4/9/2021
BELL TIME 7PM EST
INTRO
The scene opens up backstage inside the locker room of the Pretty Committee, were we see the two haughty beauties sitting on their thrones with crowns and Simon serving them drinks. As the fans greet this with loud boos, as the Mean Girls of SRW let out a smug chuckle as before shoeing away Simon for the time being, as they each take a sip of their drink. As they are dressed in their wrestling gear and robes covering most of it, as each has one leg crossed over the other. As Bianca soon takes a look at her phone her face has a look of disgust on it as she said.
Bianca Davis: You see this Vero? We have to play welcoming committee tonight? I mean how gross is that?!
Veronica Taylor: Super gross? Like you seen our opponents? Like talk about hideous freaks.
Veronica sends something to Bianca, who get a notification, she takes a look at her phone. Before making a gagging noise sticking a finger near her throat. As the burnette nods in agreement.
BIanca Davis: Gross, like that girl hair? That hideous wardrobe she looks like she belongs in a hott topic not a ring with Wrestling Prettiest Tag Team, and her fuggo boyfriend or whatever looks like they belong together. Again, I wouldn't be surprised if they lived near these hicks in Rome.
The fans really boo that last comment, as The Queen B rolls her eyes in disgust.
Veronica Taylor: Ain’t that the true tea and speaking of true tea why haven’t we been giving our rightful title shots? I mean we beat the current tag champions Wendy the Whale Keeper, and her pet Whale Tracy like nearly a month ago in the center of the ring.
Bianca Davis: Ugh true my rightful rematch hasn’t even happened yet but after tonight they won’t be able to ignore us anymore. Because first, we are gonna take down hot topic freak couple Wolfpack and show them why they might be AGW tag team champions, but when they step into the ring with us its a whole other game. I have held the Conquest title longer than anyone else, I held the Ascendant title, hell since pretty much day one of SRW I have proven why I am a threat and then Veronica comes in and once again proves her legacy.
Bianca, and Veronica smirk as they take another long sip of their drinks.
Veronica Taylor: So true and last time we were in the ring together as a tag team champion the results spoke for themselves, so tonight the filthy fleabags known as the Wolfpack are gonna get put down for the good of the SRW tag team division. But if you think that is all, well stay tunned because tonight SRW gets turned upside down.
Bianca Davis: In the prettiest fashion ever! Sorry bout it.
Veronica, and Bianca blows a pair of smug kisses as the camera then fades from their locker room and cuts to black.
Koss: Did Bianca say that right? She's held the Conquest Championship longest?
Spazz: 'fraid so lunchbox, though the Ascendant Title got retired when Jerry Watts lost it to Luther Thunder and it was merged with Conquest to become The Ultimate Conquest title.
Koss: Wow.
Spazz: Though if you combine both of Luther's reigns, he'd have her fuckin' beat in length of a title reign.
-DEAN ROSE-VS-JERRY WATTS-
The match begins with Jerry unloading on Dean with several fast right hands and a hard left. Dean blocks the last shot and answers with an Uppercut and a BIG BOOT that sends Jerry flailing back into the ropes! From there it's all Dean as he lights Jerry up with vicious rights and lefts, decimating his opponent in short order. Jerry gets the upperhand with a back elbow and a gut kick, pulling Dean in for THE ICONIC DROP but Dean slips right out of it and drops Jerry with DEAD MEMORY! 1-2-3
WINNER BY PINFALL: DEAN ROSE!!!
Koss: And Jerry Watts continues to suffer defeat after defeat and what a dominant victory by the debuting Dean Rose!
Spazz: Motherfucker stomped his dick in the dirt, son!
Koss: Indeed!
-KATE STEELE-VS-CHRISTINA ZDUNICH-VS-KASEY KASH-
The match begins with Kate and Crystal in each other's faces, having a bit of a spat when Crystal hauls off and slaps Kate nearly off her feet! Kasey takes full advantage, running them both down with double arm clotheslines. He chooses Kate as his focus as Crystal rolls out of the ring on impact. Knees, elbows, kicks, and even a backfist into a ripcord kappo kick that drops Kate hard! Kasey pumps his fists and sets up for a big finish when suddenly Crystal is on the apron! She hops onto the ropes and springboards off with a Tilt-A-Whirl DDT, hooking the leg on impact for a two count!!!
Kate Steel bowls a rising Crystal Z off her feet with a running forearm shot, flipping her off her feet! Crystal pops up a bit woozy and gets hit with a hard boot to the head followed by THE PUNK DRIVER! Kasey interrupts the pin, pulling Kate up by her feet by her hair and right onto his shoulders! As he goes for the death valley driver, she slips and flips out, catching his head and cracking his jaw across her knee on the way down! He staggers and shakes his head walking right into THE SIREN'S SONG! He refuses to tap out, opting to pass out in the hold. Crystal tries to break the hold but it's too little, too late, as the result is rung in!
WINNER BY TKO: KATE STEEL!!!
-SOCIALITES-VS-SISTERS OF DESTRUCTION-
-APHRODITE-VS-BECCA MAGUIRE-
ROME GA
4/9/2021
BELL TIME 7PM EST
INTRO
Lauren Babic's cover of "Toxic" hit's the house P/A. The stage explodes with pyro as the show intro reel rolls over the Rebel Tron screen. The fans naturally are head banging with theme, devil horns raised in the air as they cheer loud and proud. On the stage steps Jenny Beck in black studded leather and a wicked grin on her face. She quickly rushes down to ringside, slides under the ropes, and hops to her feet!
Jenny Beck: LADIES AND GERMS!!! WELCOME TO SAVAAAAAAAAGE LLLLLIIIIIVVVVVEEE!!!!
The crowd cheers as the camera cuts to the commentary table.
Joe Koss: Welcome to another edition of Savage Live, folks! Joe Koss here and as always, I'm joined by the most colorful of commentary partners, my hetero life mate, Mike Spazz
Mike Spazz: SPAZZ ATTACK UP IN THIS HOUSE MOTHERFUCKERS!!!
Koss: What a show we have for you tonight!!!
Spazz: Let the bodies HIT THAT FUCKING FLLLOOOOOORRRR!!
Koss: And they will!!!
Jenny Beck: LADIES AND GERMS!!! WELCOME TO SAVAAAAAAAAGE LLLLLIIIIIVVVVVEEE!!!!
The crowd cheers as the camera cuts to the commentary table.
Joe Koss: Welcome to another edition of Savage Live, folks! Joe Koss here and as always, I'm joined by the most colorful of commentary partners, my hetero life mate, Mike Spazz
Mike Spazz: SPAZZ ATTACK UP IN THIS HOUSE MOTHERFUCKERS!!!
Koss: What a show we have for you tonight!!!
Spazz: Let the bodies HIT THAT FUCKING FLLLOOOOOORRRR!!
Koss: And they will!!!
SEGMENT
The scene opens up backstage inside the locker room of the Pretty Committee, were we see the two haughty beauties sitting on their thrones with crowns and Simon serving them drinks. As the fans greet this with loud boos, as the Mean Girls of SRW let out a smug chuckle as before shoeing away Simon for the time being, as they each take a sip of their drink. As they are dressed in their wrestling gear and robes covering most of it, as each has one leg crossed over the other. As Bianca soon takes a look at her phone her face has a look of disgust on it as she said.
Bianca Davis: You see this Vero? We have to play welcoming committee tonight? I mean how gross is that?!
Veronica Taylor: Super gross? Like you seen our opponents? Like talk about hideous freaks.
Veronica sends something to Bianca, who get a notification, she takes a look at her phone. Before making a gagging noise sticking a finger near her throat. As the burnette nods in agreement.
BIanca Davis: Gross, like that girl hair? That hideous wardrobe she looks like she belongs in a hott topic not a ring with Wrestling Prettiest Tag Team, and her fuggo boyfriend or whatever looks like they belong together. Again, I wouldn't be surprised if they lived near these hicks in Rome.
The fans really boo that last comment, as The Queen B rolls her eyes in disgust.
Veronica Taylor: Ain’t that the true tea and speaking of true tea why haven’t we been giving our rightful title shots? I mean we beat the current tag champions Wendy the Whale Keeper, and her pet Whale Tracy like nearly a month ago in the center of the ring.
Bianca Davis: Ugh true my rightful rematch hasn’t even happened yet but after tonight they won’t be able to ignore us anymore. Because first, we are gonna take down hot topic freak couple Wolfpack and show them why they might be AGW tag team champions, but when they step into the ring with us its a whole other game. I have held the Conquest title longer than anyone else, I held the Ascendant title, hell since pretty much day one of SRW I have proven why I am a threat and then Veronica comes in and once again proves her legacy.
Bianca, and Veronica smirk as they take another long sip of their drinks.
Veronica Taylor: So true and last time we were in the ring together as a tag team champion the results spoke for themselves, so tonight the filthy fleabags known as the Wolfpack are gonna get put down for the good of the SRW tag team division. But if you think that is all, well stay tunned because tonight SRW gets turned upside down.
Bianca Davis: In the prettiest fashion ever! Sorry bout it.
Veronica, and Bianca blows a pair of smug kisses as the camera then fades from their locker room and cuts to black.
Koss: Did Bianca say that right? She's held the Conquest Championship longest?
Spazz: 'fraid so lunchbox, though the Ascendant Title got retired when Jerry Watts lost it to Luther Thunder and it was merged with Conquest to become The Ultimate Conquest title.
Koss: Wow.
Spazz: Though if you combine both of Luther's reigns, he'd have her fuckin' beat in length of a title reign.
-DEAN ROSE-VS-JERRY WATTS-
The match begins with Jerry unloading on Dean with several fast right hands and a hard left. Dean blocks the last shot and answers with an Uppercut and a BIG BOOT that sends Jerry flailing back into the ropes! From there it's all Dean as he lights Jerry up with vicious rights and lefts, decimating his opponent in short order. Jerry gets the upperhand with a back elbow and a gut kick, pulling Dean in for THE ICONIC DROP but Dean slips right out of it and drops Jerry with DEAD MEMORY! 1-2-3
WINNER BY PINFALL: DEAN ROSE!!!
Koss: And Jerry Watts continues to suffer defeat after defeat and what a dominant victory by the debuting Dean Rose!
Spazz: Motherfucker stomped his dick in the dirt, son!
Koss: Indeed!
SEGMENT
Kate Steele is all grins as she could be seen pacing around backstage. Her eyes offer a wicked grin as she nods her head and begins to speak.
Kate: SRW how are all of you doing tonight?! Last time you saw me inside of a ring was in that big match. It was a big time match. I know many people didn’t expect me to do as well as I did but it definitely was a hell of a fight. I think what made me stand out is the fact that I was able to eliminate Dokueki right out of the match. It was amazing and it showcased that I was still able to be a top tier athlete in this company. Now in case all of you might have forgotten I want you to know that at one point in my career here. I was the Conquest Champion. I was among one of the best of the best.
Kate nods her head as she continues to speak.
Kate: I took down challenger after challenger and I truly was that of a fighting champion. It is my goal to get to that point in my career once again. I will get there and nothing will get in my way of being the best. I know it’s always rough to be in the ring with Crystal and Kasey Kash but to be honest I really doesn’t matter. I know what I can do and I plan to do whatever it takes to be the best.
There is a laugh as we can see Crystal Zdunich walking through the door. She claps her hands together as she shakes her head with a wicked grin.
Crystal: You are funny Kate… You always tend to run your mouth but it never really seems to do you any good. At this last show I managed to pull out a win, and the last time the two of us were in the ring I also managed to get a win over you. What can you possibly do in order to make things different?!
Crystal shakes her head as she looks right at Kate.
Crystal: You can say whatever you wish but nobody will ever believe in you but throughout everything you simply can’t beat me. I have always beaten you and you won’t get back to whatever level you think you should be at. I was a former Hardcore Champion but I feel I am better than that. Tonight it will be business like usual. Not only will I beat you but I will show Kasey Kash that I am the best. Don’t let me down Kate but let it be known you will never beat me.
With that Crystal walks away as Kate keeps her eyes locked on her as we go elsewhere.
Spazz: Strong words by Crystal Z. They won't mean much, but that's how this shit goes.
Koss: Her match is coming up next!
Kate: SRW how are all of you doing tonight?! Last time you saw me inside of a ring was in that big match. It was a big time match. I know many people didn’t expect me to do as well as I did but it definitely was a hell of a fight. I think what made me stand out is the fact that I was able to eliminate Dokueki right out of the match. It was amazing and it showcased that I was still able to be a top tier athlete in this company. Now in case all of you might have forgotten I want you to know that at one point in my career here. I was the Conquest Champion. I was among one of the best of the best.
Kate nods her head as she continues to speak.
Kate: I took down challenger after challenger and I truly was that of a fighting champion. It is my goal to get to that point in my career once again. I will get there and nothing will get in my way of being the best. I know it’s always rough to be in the ring with Crystal and Kasey Kash but to be honest I really doesn’t matter. I know what I can do and I plan to do whatever it takes to be the best.
There is a laugh as we can see Crystal Zdunich walking through the door. She claps her hands together as she shakes her head with a wicked grin.
Crystal: You are funny Kate… You always tend to run your mouth but it never really seems to do you any good. At this last show I managed to pull out a win, and the last time the two of us were in the ring I also managed to get a win over you. What can you possibly do in order to make things different?!
Crystal shakes her head as she looks right at Kate.
Crystal: You can say whatever you wish but nobody will ever believe in you but throughout everything you simply can’t beat me. I have always beaten you and you won’t get back to whatever level you think you should be at. I was a former Hardcore Champion but I feel I am better than that. Tonight it will be business like usual. Not only will I beat you but I will show Kasey Kash that I am the best. Don’t let me down Kate but let it be known you will never beat me.
With that Crystal walks away as Kate keeps her eyes locked on her as we go elsewhere.
Spazz: Strong words by Crystal Z. They won't mean much, but that's how this shit goes.
Koss: Her match is coming up next!
The match begins with Kate and Crystal in each other's faces, having a bit of a spat when Crystal hauls off and slaps Kate nearly off her feet! Kasey takes full advantage, running them both down with double arm clotheslines. He chooses Kate as his focus as Crystal rolls out of the ring on impact. Knees, elbows, kicks, and even a backfist into a ripcord kappo kick that drops Kate hard! Kasey pumps his fists and sets up for a big finish when suddenly Crystal is on the apron! She hops onto the ropes and springboards off with a Tilt-A-Whirl DDT, hooking the leg on impact for a two count!!!
Kate Steel bowls a rising Crystal Z off her feet with a running forearm shot, flipping her off her feet! Crystal pops up a bit woozy and gets hit with a hard boot to the head followed by THE PUNK DRIVER! Kasey interrupts the pin, pulling Kate up by her feet by her hair and right onto his shoulders! As he goes for the death valley driver, she slips and flips out, catching his head and cracking his jaw across her knee on the way down! He staggers and shakes his head walking right into THE SIREN'S SONG! He refuses to tap out, opting to pass out in the hold. Crystal tries to break the hold but it's too little, too late, as the result is rung in!
WINNER BY TKO: KATE STEEL!!!
Koss: Kate Steele with a surprise win over Kasey Kash and Crystal Z, effectively choking Kash out!
Spazz: Dude should've fuckin' tapped! Every second the brain ain't got air, that's a few hundred braincells gone!
Koss: For some, pride is far more important than cognitive functions.
Koss: Psycho is pumped up for her match with the new reigning Hardcore Champion, Cherry Deville later tonight!
Spazz: Never thought I'd ever call Cherry D a Hardcore fucking champion, but here we are!
Koss: Indeed. Death March was an anything can happen event for certain! Socialites vs Sisters of Destruction coming up next!
Spazz: Dude should've fuckin' tapped! Every second the brain ain't got air, that's a few hundred braincells gone!
Koss: For some, pride is far more important than cognitive functions.
SEGMENT
The camera opens backstage on the Sghieldmaidens’ dressing room and finds “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire seemingly all by herself.
Psycho: S’aye, Cherry DeVille feckin’ won th’ SRW Hardcore Championship…
She nods and claps her hands in a genuinely congratulatory manner.
Psycho: Ye bae winnin’ a chaotic match wit s’many utter paeple in it, ye kinna bae kaepin’ track o’ who all bae in there at times…
She pauses and nods acknowledgement.
Psycho: But ye did bae standin’ tall as th’ champ in th’ end. Good o ye fer tha, Lass. It bae a great honor tae win tha championship. It’s one I’ve managed tae do tree times now.
Pausing again, psycho points to herself.
Psycho: There isnay ennyone in this comp’ny tha kin bae claimin’ tae bae more hardcore than me. I’ve stepped foot in there wit all o’ th’ great ones. Juliet Black an’ I bae havin’ some o’ th’ greatest back an’ forth wars tha ennyone bae saein’ an’ ye best bae beliaevin’ tha if she got an opportunity like this, she’d bae makin’ th’ most o’ it!
She points to herself again.
Psycho: I have slugged it out wit sum o’ th’ biggest, th’ baddest, th’ maenest feckers tae ever lace up a pair o’ boots an’ I still abe standin’ haer tae say now…
She nods to the camera.
Psycho: I bae comin’ fer ye, Lass!
She reaches down and picks up her blackthorn shillelagh. She smirks into the camera.
Psycho: Aye.. an’ Blackie haer, he’s bae waitin tae taste sumtin’ fer a long time…
She nods playfully.
Psycho: Maybe we should let him in on th’ fun as well, yeah?
She taps the camera with the shillelagh.
Psycho: Th’ dance macabre bae upon, Lass. Let’s dance!
Psycho: S’aye, Cherry DeVille feckin’ won th’ SRW Hardcore Championship…
She nods and claps her hands in a genuinely congratulatory manner.
Psycho: Ye bae winnin’ a chaotic match wit s’many utter paeple in it, ye kinna bae kaepin’ track o’ who all bae in there at times…
She pauses and nods acknowledgement.
Psycho: But ye did bae standin’ tall as th’ champ in th’ end. Good o ye fer tha, Lass. It bae a great honor tae win tha championship. It’s one I’ve managed tae do tree times now.
Pausing again, psycho points to herself.
Psycho: There isnay ennyone in this comp’ny tha kin bae claimin’ tae bae more hardcore than me. I’ve stepped foot in there wit all o’ th’ great ones. Juliet Black an’ I bae havin’ some o’ th’ greatest back an’ forth wars tha ennyone bae saein’ an’ ye best bae beliaevin’ tha if she got an opportunity like this, she’d bae makin’ th’ most o’ it!
She points to herself again.
Psycho: I have slugged it out wit sum o’ th’ biggest, th’ baddest, th’ maenest feckers tae ever lace up a pair o’ boots an’ I still abe standin’ haer tae say now…
She nods to the camera.
Psycho: I bae comin’ fer ye, Lass!
She reaches down and picks up her blackthorn shillelagh. She smirks into the camera.
Psycho: Aye.. an’ Blackie haer, he’s bae waitin tae taste sumtin’ fer a long time…
She nods playfully.
Psycho: Maybe we should let him in on th’ fun as well, yeah?
She taps the camera with the shillelagh.
Psycho: Th’ dance macabre bae upon, Lass. Let’s dance!
Koss: Psycho is pumped up for her match with the new reigning Hardcore Champion, Cherry Deville later tonight!
Spazz: Never thought I'd ever call Cherry D a Hardcore fucking champion, but here we are!
Koss: Indeed. Death March was an anything can happen event for certain! Socialites vs Sisters of Destruction coming up next!
-SOCIALITES-VS-SISTERS OF DESTRUCTION-
The bell sounds and Valerie Beasley steps out to meet whichever Page Sister dares to come meet her. Tiffany Lynn Page stands at ringside and has both Danielle and Vanessa lean down to discuss strategy with them as Valerie waits in the center of the ring. The Page Sisters nod to each other and Vanessa starts into the ring. She starts to circle Valerie with Valerie shuffling her feet to remain pointed at Vanesa. As soon as her back is pointed to the Page corner, Danielle comes in and runs up, looking to blast Valerie in the back. Valerie turns and kicks her dead in the mouth, knocking Danielle down. Vanessa goes to jump on Valerie's back and gets punched out of midair for her trouble. Tiffany Lynn sits back, shaking her head in disbelief as Valerie has the Socialites take turns as to which one is getting smacked around. Vanessa tumbles to the floor and Danielle hits the mat. Valerie drops an elbow to Danielle’s face and then covers.
Danielle kicks out.
Valerie gets up to meet Vanessa as she tries to come back into the ring and kicks the ropes to stop her. Vanessa falls out onto the apron and Danielle tries for a flash roll-up on Valerie.
Valerie kicks out.
Valerie makes the tag to L.A. and the Sisters of Destruction start to take turns working over Danielle in the ring. L.A. goes for a cover.
Danielle kicks out.
L.A. makes the tag and Valerie comes in for a nasty roundhouse kick to the face. Danielle falls to the mat like she’s been shot. Valerie covers, hooking the leg.
Vanessa breaks up the pin.
Valerie tags in L.A. and then starts smashing on Vanessa. L.A. goes over to Danielle and gets pulled into an inside cradle.
L.A. kicks out.
L.A. pulls Danielle down into a backslide.
Danielle gets a shoulder up.
Valerie takes Vanessa over the top to the floor. As they hit the concrete, Tiffany Lynn moves over by Danielle and L.A. The referee goes to check on Valerie and Vanessa and Tiffany Lynn throws powder into L.A.’s eyes. With L.A. blinded, Danielle gets her for an O’Connor roll. As the referee slides into position to make the count, Danielle pulls the tights on L.A.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
Tiffany Lynn pulls Danielle out to the floor and the two start running for the exit, Vanessa joining them as Valerie glares out from the ring next to her still half-blinded sister.
WINNERS BY PINFALL: THE SOCIALITES!!!
Koss: What dirty assholery by The Socialites!
Spazz: At least it isn't more fucking perfume sprays in the eyes! Pretty Committee's running that shit right into the ground!
Koss: A very game Becca Maguire sharing her mind right before her match with the Mighty Aphrodite!!
Spazz: Chick's a model, not a wrestler. WTF is she doing here, lunchbox?
Koss: Looks can be deceiving, Spazz-O! Let's find out ourselves!
WINNERS BY PINFALL: THE SOCIALITES!!!
Koss: What dirty assholery by The Socialites!
Spazz: At least it isn't more fucking perfume sprays in the eyes! Pretty Committee's running that shit right into the ground!
SEGMENT
We cut backstage to find Becca “Bruiser” Maguire standing in front of an SRW and Shieldmaiden backdrop. She’s dressed in her ring gear ready to compete as she glares into the camera with her heavily tattooed arms folded across her chest and a snarl on her face.
Becca “Bruiser” Maguire: So tonight ya’ll here at SRW are gonna witness the debut o’ Becca “Bruiser” Maguire… and my opponent is Aphrodite.
She scoffs.
Becca “Bruiser” Maguire: I’ve seen plenty o’ lasses like yaself come and go in this business… coz despite the fact that I’m still technically a rookie in rin’... I’ve been trainin’ others for damn near twenty fuckin’ years!
Unfolding her arms, she now places her hands on her hips.
Becca “Bruiser” Maguire: Now… what I mean by the fact that I’ve seen a lot o’ lasses like yaself come and go in this business… I’m talkin’ about the ones who parade themselves around like they’re the greatest fuckin’ thin’ on the planet. Hell… ya don’t exactly keep it fuckin’ subtle with a name like Aphrodite! The Greek goddess o’ love, beauty and sexuality?
Bruiser places her hands on the sides of her face and opens her mouth, mocking being in shock.
Becca “Bruiser” Maguire: What’s that? The big bad biker chick is actually intelligent?
Lowering her hands, that snarl reappears as she shakes her head.
Becca “Bruiser” Maguire: Aye, I’ve also seen enough o’ ya’ll to know that ya’ll take one fuckin’ look at me and think that I’m nothin’ but some big dumb tattooed biker chick who only knows shit about bikes!
Bruiser folds her arms across her chest again.
Becca “Bruiser” Maguire: Fact is, lass… I’m smarter than ya think! And tonight I’m gonna make sure ya’ll know exactly why they call me Bruiser! Coz Hell is empty… and the Shieldmaidens are here!
The New Yorker then puts her hood up over her head and her face mask up over her nose and mouth before making an M shape with her hands before she walks off camera and we cut elsewhere.
Becca “Bruiser” Maguire: So tonight ya’ll here at SRW are gonna witness the debut o’ Becca “Bruiser” Maguire… and my opponent is Aphrodite.
She scoffs.
Becca “Bruiser” Maguire: I’ve seen plenty o’ lasses like yaself come and go in this business… coz despite the fact that I’m still technically a rookie in rin’... I’ve been trainin’ others for damn near twenty fuckin’ years!
Unfolding her arms, she now places her hands on her hips.
Becca “Bruiser” Maguire: Now… what I mean by the fact that I’ve seen a lot o’ lasses like yaself come and go in this business… I’m talkin’ about the ones who parade themselves around like they’re the greatest fuckin’ thin’ on the planet. Hell… ya don’t exactly keep it fuckin’ subtle with a name like Aphrodite! The Greek goddess o’ love, beauty and sexuality?
Bruiser places her hands on the sides of her face and opens her mouth, mocking being in shock.
Becca “Bruiser” Maguire: What’s that? The big bad biker chick is actually intelligent?
Lowering her hands, that snarl reappears as she shakes her head.
Becca “Bruiser” Maguire: Aye, I’ve also seen enough o’ ya’ll to know that ya’ll take one fuckin’ look at me and think that I’m nothin’ but some big dumb tattooed biker chick who only knows shit about bikes!
Bruiser folds her arms across her chest again.
Becca “Bruiser” Maguire: Fact is, lass… I’m smarter than ya think! And tonight I’m gonna make sure ya’ll know exactly why they call me Bruiser! Coz Hell is empty… and the Shieldmaidens are here!
The New Yorker then puts her hood up over her head and her face mask up over her nose and mouth before making an M shape with her hands before she walks off camera and we cut elsewhere.
Koss: A very game Becca Maguire sharing her mind right before her match with the Mighty Aphrodite!!
Spazz: Chick's a model, not a wrestler. WTF is she doing here, lunchbox?
Koss: Looks can be deceiving, Spazz-O! Let's find out ourselves!
-APHRODITE-VS-BECCA MAGUIRE-
The bell sounds and Aphrodite starts making fun of Bruiser’s tattoos. Her manager points and laughs from the floor right along with her. Bruiser just stares at her as if to say, “you’ve got to be kidding me.” Aphrodite walks over and nods as she does so. When she arrives at Bruiser, Aphrodite points at her attire and tattoos and then slaps Bruiser across the face, seemingly suddenly angry and insulted to be sharing the ring with her. Bruiser starts to look back over at the Cyprus woman. Aphrodite slaps Bruiser again and then starts to throw hands. Bruiser stumbles back a step and then starts firing back. Bruiser quickly starts to win the exchange only for Aphrodite to go to the eyes. She rolls Bruiser into a small package.
Bruiser kicks out.
Both women get to their feet and Aprhodite looks to punch Bruiser again. Bruiser blocks it and takes over, hammering away and driving Aphrodite back to the corner. Bruiser drills her with a European uppercut and Aphrodite falls into the corner against the turnbuckles. Bruiser grabs her hand and gives her an Irish whip across the ring. Aphrodite goes to the opposite corner and bounces off the turnbuckles. Bruiser runs over and drills her with the Freedom Punch. Aphrodite goes down and Bruiser drops down for a cover.
Aphrodite kicks out.
Bruiser gets up, drags Aphrodite up and gives her an exploder suplex followed by a release German suplex. Aphrodite hits hard and starts to stagger up. Bruiser gets her for a bridging German suplex.
Aphrodite kicks out.
Bruiser gets up and catches Aphrodite for the Kickstarter. Aphrodite goes down and Bruiser covers.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
WINNER BY PINFALL: BRUISER MAGURIE!!!
Koss: Aphrodite got absolutely steam-rolled!
Spazz: Told ya' lunchbox. Bitch is a useless model tryin' to play wrestler!
SEGMENT
Brittany: Tonight is the night hon. After a long road I am officially BACK on the roster and more importantly than that we are teaming up again. I know you had a tough break in losing your Hardcore Championship but in my eyes you showcased that you are still the toughest bitch in this entire company. You have come a long way and you practically beat up everybody in your way. Now we can focus on being a team and I know we have all of the talent in the world to take down the Covenant. My question is are you ready?! Are you ready to level up and take things to another level?!
Halo: Against the Devil’s Rejects?
Halo smirks.
Halo: This match couldn’t be more ironic with the names if we tried. I get called Halo because…
She pauses and suddenly starts singing.
Halo: Cause I’m goin’ straight to hell
Just like my Mama said…
I’m goin’ straight to hell.
She nods knowingly.
Halo: And now we get to team again and we’re fighting people who actually talk like they’re from hell and we all need to worry about that stuff comin’ to get us!
Cocking her head to the right, Halo shakes it in disgust.
Halo: Countess?
She nods as if she already knows the answer and then points to herself and to her wife.
Halo: Some of us in this family already done our time in hell! Her Mama done gave up everything to make sure B-Brat here didn’t end up in the same damn situation she did and her Mama did and mine done made sure I had to grow up faster than anyone else around here whether I wanted to or not! You don’t scare me because, let’s be honest, I’ve had the worst already happen.
She starts raising fingers to make a list.
Halo: Lost my home? Been there twice, ain’t goin’ back!
A second finger rises.
Halo: Lost family? Came home to my mama havin’ overdosed, so, yeah, seen that shit too!
A third finger joins its brethren.
Halo: Lost love? Came home to find him swingin’ so, yeah, what exactly can you do that would be worse or scarier than what already happened to me? Than what happened to her grandma? Than what happened to her mama?
Brittany smiles as she looks back at her wife.
Brittany: My wife is all fired up. I couldn’t be any more different. Spoiled rich B Brat with a holier than thou complex but let me explain something. I didn’t work this hard to be drowned out by everybody else. Miss Melinda told me she wanted me to do something and that is what I plan to do.
Brittany raises her voice as she looks right at the camera.
Brittany: I AM NOT BACKGROUND NOISE! I am Brittany Williams…. Annis and what that means is I am built for this career of wrestling. It is in my blood and if you didn’t realize it I am a THIRD GENERATION WRESTLER! What that means is that wrestling is in my blood. It goes all the way back to my grandfather Pedro who was one of the best Luchadores in all of Mexico. My father is a 5 time World Champion along with a bunch of other championships and of course my mother… Wow 17 time champion and of course there is me. I am more than ready to take that mantle. I already wrestle under my father’s moniker of him being the Dreamer and my Aunt Jennifer being Lady Dream.
Brittany looks at her wife.
Brittany: I might be the Lil Dream Machine, but together we are the Lil Dream Machines and what that means is that we will make our dreams BECOME A REALITY… So what will you do to the both of us?!
Halo: We ain’t new, we ain’t untested, we just ain’t had the opportunity to be called number one yet and if you think we can’t go through you to get there…
Brittany: My wife is being modest we WILL GO RIGHT THROUGH YOU… I always get what I want and after losing to Mama Sel I am going to do whatever it takes to advance in my career. Halo and I haven’t teamed up in a long time so we will showcase that we are perfect together. The question is can you handle what we are about to do together?!
Halo side eye’s her wife.
Halo: Is that a real question?
Brittany: Rhetorical… We already know what’s going to happen. My wife is the baddest bitch in this company. Add me to that equation and it’s time to stomp some noobs out like they are a bunch of Goombas… See you soon LOSERS!
Spazz: Stomp you like Goombas? The fuck man... she usin' Mario Brothers for promo material?
Koss: Hey if she can back that claim up, I say use it.
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We cut backstage to an undisclosed part of the arena, it’s dark and as the camera makes its way through the area, it soon comes across a large throne made of human skulls with a woman dressed in a black dress sitting in it with a goblet in her right hand. The throne is surrounded by a circle of lit candles as the woman, who we can now see is Countess Bathory, circles the index finger of her left hand in the contents of the goblet.
Countess Bathory: Tonight… my children, Lilith and Amara… shall face off against what appears to be a brat… and a… halo?
She chuckles.
Countess Bathory: Quite fitting. Allow me to ask you two humans a question or two though. My Lord informs me that the way you two operate is with the brat being the leader and infuriating the opposition and the halo acts as the enforcer.
The Countess pauses for a moment and the eerie silence is unsettling.
Countess Bathory: So please enlighten me… how can one infuriate creatures who feel nothing? For my children… they feel no emotion… unlike you pathetic humans.
Bathory continues to circle her finger in the virgin blood as she smirks wickedly into the camera.
Countess Bathory: And how can one act like an enforcer when met with opposition that have no fear? That are not ordinary humans like the two of you?
Yet again, she pauses.
Countess Bathory: Tonight… the little machines that dream shall succumb to the wrath of my children… and as for the wolves?
The Countess chuckles again as she closes her eyes and lowers her head.
Countess Bathory: Ad ligandum eos pariter eos coram me!
She suddenly lifts her head and stares into the camera, her eyes completely black as night before the feed cuts elsewhere.
Spazz: Add lick and rum eat parits sauce in carambe me? SPEAK ENGLISH! Goddamn!!!
Koss: I think that's Latin for "Command them, bind them, bring them to me."
Spazz: Why not just say that? Instead we gotta' confuse mofugga's up in here!
Koss: Well saying it in Latin certainly seems more head trippy than saying it straight, I think.
-LIL' DREAM MACHINES-VS-THE COVENANT-
The bell sounds and Halo marches out to meet Lilith in the middle of the ring. As she does so, Brittany gets a running start and calls out to her wife. Halo spins, elevates Brittany and ducks out of the way. Brittany comes down with an attempt at a crossbody. Lilith catches her and Halo spins into a lariat that knocks the bigger painted woman down. Brittany rolls away and Halo covers Lilith.
Lilith kicks out.
Halo takes Lilith to her team’s corner and tags Brittany. The Dream Machines work the big woman over and then Halo hits another big lariat. She grabs Brittany and powerbombs her down onto Lilith before stepping out to the apron.
Lilith gets a shoulder up. Brittany runs over and hits a forearm on Amara who looks neither moved nor amused by the move. Brittany comes back over and eats a big boot from Lilith. The Covenant takes over and bounces Brittany around for a minute before knocking her down with a boot again. Amara covers.
Brittany kicks out.
Halo reaches out, urging her wife on to make the tag. Countess Bathory moves over and motions at Halo. Halo drops down to make a move on her only for Lilith to come over and blasts Halo in the back. Amara comes out as well. Countess Bathory gets up on the apron and starts motioning at the referee. The official comes over to tell her to move off while her charges move in on halo. A second later they back off and Halo is cuffed to the barricade. She tries to pull herself free but cannot seem to do so.
Halo: BRIT!!! BRIT, RUN!!!
Brittany staggers up and tries to kick her way on Amara only to get suplexed near clean out of her boots.
Halo: You filthy bitches, come at me!
Halo tries to jerk her hand out of the cuffs, desperately and angrily trying to pull herself loose. Countess Bathory just laughs on the floor and motions at the two in the ring to finish their mission. Amara hits Brittany with the First Blade. Lilith follows with a superkick and Brittany tumbles into Amara’s arms. Within seconds, the Covenant hits Brittany with Mortis. Amara covers.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
The Covenant rises menacingly over Brittany and then leaves as Halo continues to try and pull herself free.
WINNERS BY PINFALL: THE COVENANT!!!
Spazz: B-Brat got her shit fuuuuucked uuuuup!
Koss: If Halo hadn't been cuffed to the rail, they might've won!
Spazz: If B-Brat was a better wrestler, she could've lasted til Halo got outta' that shit!
Koss: Maybe.
We open up in the backstage interview area. CCM is there, along with his father, but without his personal interviewer ChaCha on this occasion.
CCM: Well, well, well. You’re all probably expecting me to throw some kind of childish paddy after I lost the Ultimate Conquest Championship to Luther Thunder at Death March. See... I could do that, but being overly emotional and childish is more the wheelhouse of Luther himself, or our beloved overlord UVR. Both of whom I’ve beaten by the way, in case you all forgot. No, when you’re like me, you tend not to get overly attached to things like championships. Why fall in love with one whom you will one day inevitably lose? It is an inevitable tragedy. No, I am not a man who is that foolish. Your new champion, on the other hand... well, his little temper tantrum when I beat him for the gold shows how HE feels. He is a mark, a child, see shiny, want shiny. You know who else acts that way? Magpies. Commonly known as one of the vermin of the avian world.
He grins.
CCM: I may only have a ⅙ chance of winning this match. That is true. But that’s fine, as the championship isn’t really my primary focus right now... well, at least as far as holding it myself. No, my focus is to make sure Luther Thunder CANNOT hold it. Partially because he attacked my dad. Partially because he’s a bellend. And partially because losing championships makes him mad, which I find really, realy funny. So heck, all you other monkeys in this match, if you wanna help your boi CCM chuck out a Dutch doofus, I’m all down for that. Heck, if he’s gone, I might even just hop on out after him to shove my boot up his arse, and you can all fight it out amongst yourselves.
We see the towering patriarch of the Millar family standing there, with his ripped sleeveless Bryan Adams-tour shirt, the faded bluejeans and heavy boots. Those tattoos damn near bulging out of his biceps as he speaks up.
WMD: Ladies, take it from me, my boy here is a clever son of a so and so and he got from his dear ol’ dad. He said it himself he only has a ⅙ chance to make it out of this match but Luther, that smug son of a so and so has a ⅚ chance of losing that precious championship of his. So what you see showcased here is not only a very generous deal for all of you involved but a textbook example of the classic Millar family smarts.
He leans for the camera tapping his temple.
WMD: Look at the adjective; smarts.
We see CCM mouth “That’s not an adjective!” but he has the sense not to say it out loud.
CCM: Quite. So enjoy your last hour or so with that championship Luther, give it a little kiss before you head to the ring. Because by hook or by crook, as the Panda is my witness... you will NOT leave here tonight as the Ultimate Conquest Champion! And that... is the ULTIMATE truth!
The two men laugh it up, as we head back to ringside.
Spazz: Smarts ain't a fucking adjective!
Koss: Quite true and now for the Hardcore Championship match! Deville vs Maguire, coming up next!
Lilith kicks out.
Halo takes Lilith to her team’s corner and tags Brittany. The Dream Machines work the big woman over and then Halo hits another big lariat. She grabs Brittany and powerbombs her down onto Lilith before stepping out to the apron.
Lilith gets a shoulder up. Brittany runs over and hits a forearm on Amara who looks neither moved nor amused by the move. Brittany comes back over and eats a big boot from Lilith. The Covenant takes over and bounces Brittany around for a minute before knocking her down with a boot again. Amara covers.
Brittany kicks out.
Halo reaches out, urging her wife on to make the tag. Countess Bathory moves over and motions at Halo. Halo drops down to make a move on her only for Lilith to come over and blasts Halo in the back. Amara comes out as well. Countess Bathory gets up on the apron and starts motioning at the referee. The official comes over to tell her to move off while her charges move in on halo. A second later they back off and Halo is cuffed to the barricade. She tries to pull herself free but cannot seem to do so.
Halo: BRIT!!! BRIT, RUN!!!
Brittany staggers up and tries to kick her way on Amara only to get suplexed near clean out of her boots.
Halo: You filthy bitches, come at me!
Halo tries to jerk her hand out of the cuffs, desperately and angrily trying to pull herself loose. Countess Bathory just laughs on the floor and motions at the two in the ring to finish their mission. Amara hits Brittany with the First Blade. Lilith follows with a superkick and Brittany tumbles into Amara’s arms. Within seconds, the Covenant hits Brittany with Mortis. Amara covers.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
The Covenant rises menacingly over Brittany and then leaves as Halo continues to try and pull herself free.
WINNERS BY PINFALL: THE COVENANT!!!
Spazz: B-Brat got her shit fuuuuucked uuuuup!
Koss: If Halo hadn't been cuffed to the rail, they might've won!
Spazz: If B-Brat was a better wrestler, she could've lasted til Halo got outta' that shit!
Koss: Maybe.
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We open up in the backstage interview area. CCM is there, along with his father, but without his personal interviewer ChaCha on this occasion.
CCM: Well, well, well. You’re all probably expecting me to throw some kind of childish paddy after I lost the Ultimate Conquest Championship to Luther Thunder at Death March. See... I could do that, but being overly emotional and childish is more the wheelhouse of Luther himself, or our beloved overlord UVR. Both of whom I’ve beaten by the way, in case you all forgot. No, when you’re like me, you tend not to get overly attached to things like championships. Why fall in love with one whom you will one day inevitably lose? It is an inevitable tragedy. No, I am not a man who is that foolish. Your new champion, on the other hand... well, his little temper tantrum when I beat him for the gold shows how HE feels. He is a mark, a child, see shiny, want shiny. You know who else acts that way? Magpies. Commonly known as one of the vermin of the avian world.
He grins.
CCM: I may only have a ⅙ chance of winning this match. That is true. But that’s fine, as the championship isn’t really my primary focus right now... well, at least as far as holding it myself. No, my focus is to make sure Luther Thunder CANNOT hold it. Partially because he attacked my dad. Partially because he’s a bellend. And partially because losing championships makes him mad, which I find really, realy funny. So heck, all you other monkeys in this match, if you wanna help your boi CCM chuck out a Dutch doofus, I’m all down for that. Heck, if he’s gone, I might even just hop on out after him to shove my boot up his arse, and you can all fight it out amongst yourselves.
We see the towering patriarch of the Millar family standing there, with his ripped sleeveless Bryan Adams-tour shirt, the faded bluejeans and heavy boots. Those tattoos damn near bulging out of his biceps as he speaks up.
WMD: Ladies, take it from me, my boy here is a clever son of a so and so and he got from his dear ol’ dad. He said it himself he only has a ⅙ chance to make it out of this match but Luther, that smug son of a so and so has a ⅚ chance of losing that precious championship of his. So what you see showcased here is not only a very generous deal for all of you involved but a textbook example of the classic Millar family smarts.
He leans for the camera tapping his temple.
WMD: Look at the adjective; smarts.
We see CCM mouth “That’s not an adjective!” but he has the sense not to say it out loud.
CCM: Quite. So enjoy your last hour or so with that championship Luther, give it a little kiss before you head to the ring. Because by hook or by crook, as the Panda is my witness... you will NOT leave here tonight as the Ultimate Conquest Champion! And that... is the ULTIMATE truth!
The two men laugh it up, as we head back to ringside.
Spazz: Smarts ain't a fucking adjective!
Koss: Quite true and now for the Hardcore Championship match! Deville vs Maguire, coming up next!
HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP
-CHERRY DEVILLE (C)-VS-PSYCHO MAGUIRE-
-CHERRY DEVILLE (C)-VS-PSYCHO MAGUIRE-
Cherry enters with a kendo stick and the Hardcore Championship in hand, while Psycho rolls out with a shopping cart loaded with weapons and an evil smile on her face! Pulling out a length of chain held in both hands, Psycho enters and the match begins. Cherry swings wide and Psycho blocks the kendo stick with the chain, then rips it from Cherry's hands while booting her in the gut and headbutting her, sending her staggering! Psycho then wraps a chain around her throat and starts choking the champ out! A jawbreaker turns the side, Psycho sent staggering back. Cherry then hits her with an impressive German Suplex followed by a SLINGSHOT ELBOW DROP and a quick pin for a two count!
The two get to their feet and Cherry slings Psycho over the ropes to the outside! Cherry backs up to the far side of the ring, gets a running start, leaps over the top only to be surprised by her signature shillelagh meeting her midsection in mid air as Psycho swings for the fences with it!!! Cherry hits the floor kicking her legs and clutching her now burning guts! She gets to her knees just to get a running knee to the chin that stands her up and opens her for a DUBLIN KISS! Cherry falls across the apron where Psycho grabs her shopping cart and runs straight for Cherry! Cherry pushes off and gets rammed off her feet by the cart! Psycho then pulls a steel chair out of the cart and swings it at Cherry, but she's caught by the wrists, pulled into a gut kick, followed by THE CHERRY BOMB-NO!!!! Psycho reverses right into a Hurricanrana, sending Cherry belly first across the shopping cart!!
Cherry thrashes about on impact, crying out in pain. Psycho sets up, watching her amazingly fight to her feet and then hits THE GAELTACHTA!!! Pinfall outside the ring, 1-2-3!!!
WINNER AND NEW HARDCORE CHAMPION: PSYCHO MAGUIRE!!!
Koss: THREE TIME HARDCORE CHAMPION! PSYCHO MAGUIRE!!!
Spazz: Say what you will, but that lil' badass bitch can't stay away from the Hardcore gold!
Koss: Psycho may go down, but she'll never go out without a fight!
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We head backstage, where Luther Thunder has his customary position on an equipment crate backstage, but much more importantly, he once again has the SRW Ultimate Conquest Championship over his shoulder. Of course, beside him is his wife and valet, Esme Thunder.
Esme: Well there you have it. After all the games, the posturing, the slander and the lies... CCM stayed true to his family’s legacies and traditions by falling flat on his face when it mattered most, and choking on the boot of one Luther Thunder... your NEW... TWO TIME SRW ULTIMATE CONQUEST CHAMPION!
We see a big smirk on Luther’s face, patting the belt as she continues.
Esme: You got your little moment in the sun, CCM, well congratulations. But there will not be another slip, another hiccup. There will be no third or fourth reign required, because my husband is not going to lose this championship again. Send one, send five opponents, it does not matter, because not one of you has the strength, the skill to put this man to the sword. He is the kingpin of this company, a force of nature, a man who has unified championships and made them his own. A man who has stood toe to toe with many of SRW’s best, and mercilessly slaughtered them one by one. No... you will not win. Any of you, tonight or any other night. This is Luther’s championship. It is synonymous with HIM... and carries his legacy as the greatest Conquest Champion of all time within it. It carries the way he destroyed ascendant champion Jerry Watts to unify the belts in its VERY CORE. This championship... is the gold, jewelled embodiment of my husband’s work, blood, commitment and DOMINATION.
We could almost see Luther swelling up with pride further his wife went with the speech and he could not look happier.
Luther: Of course while my wife does not mince her words, she does not lie. That is not a habit of ours. However to my fellow competitors in tonight’s match. Do not take those words of truth ad slander or discouragement. You are all great competitors, wonderful wrestlers and tremendous athletes to your own right, but honestly. The competition within the Ultimate Conquest division is just so tough, that none of you should feel the least bit down after getting beaten tonight. Do not give up on your dreams, keep pushing yourselves further, strive to be better and one day you too could have your name on this prestigious title. Even if it isn’t tonight, it does not mean that your chance could not happen some other time, do not lose your hope.
He smiles broadly as Esme leans in to stroke the championship and her man’s cheek for a moment. He looks at her and chuckles.
Luther: Esme thinks I am far too nice for my own good, that I am such a big softie at heart but that’s just because I am a nice guy. I’m a humanitarian and I like you folks, you like me and I like you back. However when that bell rings, when the match starts it’s not about whether I like you or not, that is business folks. I have to be at my very best against anyone I face in that ring at any given night because if I slack off, if I sleep on anyone in this roster, any single person can cause an upset, can gain a undeserved praise and advantage in their career and it would pain me in my heart of hearts to know that they have accumulated something so falsely. Because unlike many other places Southern Rebellion Wrestling does not let it’s champions just sit on their asses and get fat & lazy with their titles. If you hold one of these beautiful belts that means you have to be ready to go against the best on any given night your name is on the card. Any given night or every given night depending on what the boss chooses to do and you fine folks in the crowd around the world. You love that because you get the very best bang for your buck, every gosh darn time.
Esme beams.
Esme: You see? We always aim to please. So please, everyone watching, do enjoy your main event tonight, and the rest of these great matches. Just do not be shocked when my husband walks out, arm raised with the belt tonight. This is just the next battle... in Luther Thunder’s ULTIMATE CONQUEST!
We head back to ringside.
-PRETTY COMMITTEE-VS-THE WOLFPACK-
The bell sounds and Mina Wild steps out to face Veronica Taylor. The two lock-up in a traditional collar and elbow tie-up and Mina is able to take the advantage for a second until Veronica cheats to take it back. Mina kicks her way out of a side headlock and goes into victory roll.
Veronica kicks out.
Veronica makes the tag and the Pretty Committee takes over on Mina, continuously making sure to use cheap tactics to keep her from getting away. Bianca hits the Queen’s Makeover and covers.
Mina kicks out.
Veronica tags in and the Pretty Committee continues their assault. Cheap tactics abound until Veronica hits the Uggo Remover and covers.
Mina kicks out.
The Pretty Committee tries to go for the Ugliness Remover but Mina backdrops Veronica onto Bianca and makes the tag to Nate. Nate comes in and cleans house, drilling both members of the Pretty Committee repeatedly. Nate hits his fast & Furious combination on Veronica and goes for the cover.
Bianca breaks it up.
Bianca tries to rake his eyes but Nate throws her off of him. Veronica tries to flash small package him but Nate reverses it on her.
Bianca makes the save.
Mina comes in and knocks Bianca down. Mina goes back to her corner and Nate makes the tag. They hit her with the Hunt and set up for the Kill. As they do, Bianca comes in and sprays Mina in the eyes with perfume. Seeing the illegal actions, calls for the bell and disqualification. Veronica drills Nate low and Bianca sprays Nate in the eyes as well. The Pretty Committee acts as if they still smell something horrid and then hit the Ugliness Remover on the blinded Mina. Satisfied, they take their leave as the crowd boos vociferously.
Veronica Taylor and Bianca Davis exit the ring and head up the ramp, leaving Nate Nitro and Mina Wilk in the ring after their hard fought tag team match.
Joe Koss: What an ugly end to an otherwise solid match!
Mike Spazz: Someone should outlaw that pepper spray that "Bitch-Tits" Bianca calls perfume! Shit's getting abso-fucking-lutely ridiculous!
Just before Nitro and Wilk leave the ring, the lights in the arena begin to flicker and after a few moments, the Wolfpack’s attention is focused on the stage as standing there is Countess Bathory with Amara and Lilith standing either side of her with dead expressions on their faces and their heads tilted to the side.
Joe Koss: These freaks again! What the Hell do they want now?
Mike Spazz: Fuck if I know. Turn the heater up in here though, motherfucker's getting chills up and down the vertebrae in here!
Both Nitro and Wilk begin to demand that the Covenant come to the ring and fight them while the three creepy women just stand there. After a few moments, the titantron flickers to life as we see what appears to be the viewpoint of someone watching Nitro, Wilk and Wilk’s young daughter playing together inside their home.
Joe Koss: What the--
Mike Spazz: Could yous guys stop being creepy fucks?!
As the video continues to play, the Countess lets out a sinister chuckle.
Countess Bathory: Such a beautiful little thing. So innocent. So pure. What is it that you call her? MiMi?
Just then, in the video we see MiMi pointing towards the window and even though there is no audio, we can gather that the young girl has seen someone or something in the window as Wilk is seen quickly taking her away into another part of the house as Nitro heads towards the window and looks out to see who or what is there.
Joe Koss: This is messed up.
Mike Spazz: The fuck are these freaky fuck-nuggins?
Back to the video and we see Nitro exit the house and stands at the door, looking around to see if he can see anything. After a few moments, he disappears back into the house and that’s when the video ends. Back in the ring, Wilk is absolutely beside herself, yelling at the top of her lungs as Nitro holds her back.
Mina Wilk: YOU BITCH!!! YOU TOUCH MY BABY AND I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU!!!
Bathory cackles as she raises her right hand and clicks her fingers, causing the lights to shut off briefly and when they come back on, the Covenant have disappeared and Wilk is in tears as Nitro does his best to reassure her that he’ll protect MiMi and make sure nothing will happen to her as we cut elsewhere.
We head backstage to the world renown Rebel Star Arena in Rome, Georgia: where the House of Dix, your new 2x Southern Cross Tag Team Champions are chatting as they walk through the concourse when House stops Dix in her tracks.
House: IT’S HIM!
Tracy: Who..... OH.
Sure enough, for the third year in a row, up hops Wendy House’s long term nemesis, the Easter Bunny. He has a basket of eggs, as is per the status quo, and a polaroid camera around his neck. He reaches into his basket and waves a VIP backstage pass at the champions.
Tracy: Oh shoes, we’ve never had one of those! AND WE WORK HERE.
House: Hmm... seems legittymutt. What yous want, Easter Bunny?
The Easter Bunny takes the camera from around his neck, and points at the champions, then at himself, then at the camera.
Tracy: A picture? With us?
House: Can we’s charge for dat?
The Bunny offers them an egg each.
House: OKAY Deal!
House pockets the eggs and they line up to take a picture. The bunny motions that he wants to hold the titles and they agree, and he snaps a picture. He bows to them, before hopping away.
House: Well that wasn’t so bad.
Tracy: Uh.... Wends?
House: Yah?
Tracy: Where are the belts?
House: .....
House stomps her feet and yells out.
House: STOP DAT BUNNY! HE’S STOLEN WE’S TITLES!
A great chase ensues as the champions charge after the Easter Bunny, House & Dixon yelling and shouting as he hops as fast as his legs will carry him.
*THUD*
A huge security guard tackles the Easter Bunny, causing his basket to fly and eggs to rain down on the floor. Dixon grabs the belts as House starts kicking the prone rabbit.
House: You’s son of a bitch! Me’s had it wiv you’s bunny bullshit! Secuwity man, please incacewate dis bothersome bunny!
The security man handcuffs the Easter Bunny and drags him away. Poor bunny looking like he regrets all of his life choices as the security guard smile.
Security: Say, champs, since I helped you out..how about a picture with you and the titles?
House: OH NO YOU DON’T WES NOT FALLING FOR THAT ONE AGAIN!
She scoffs and snatches the belts of Dixon who apologetically shrugs at the security guard and gives him a wave. When the Tag champions depart we see the bunny chuckling and the security guard scowling him.
Security: We’ll see who’s laughin’ when that there camera goes off bunny boy!
With these ominous words and terror across Easter Bunny’s face the show moves on.
Spazz: Can I go one night without saying What the Fuck?!
Koss: Nope. Not allowed. It's in your contract.
Spazz: Fuck!
Veronica kicks out.
Veronica makes the tag and the Pretty Committee takes over on Mina, continuously making sure to use cheap tactics to keep her from getting away. Bianca hits the Queen’s Makeover and covers.
Mina kicks out.
Veronica tags in and the Pretty Committee continues their assault. Cheap tactics abound until Veronica hits the Uggo Remover and covers.
Mina kicks out.
The Pretty Committee tries to go for the Ugliness Remover but Mina backdrops Veronica onto Bianca and makes the tag to Nate. Nate comes in and cleans house, drilling both members of the Pretty Committee repeatedly. Nate hits his fast & Furious combination on Veronica and goes for the cover.
Bianca breaks it up.
Bianca tries to rake his eyes but Nate throws her off of him. Veronica tries to flash small package him but Nate reverses it on her.
Bianca makes the save.
Mina comes in and knocks Bianca down. Mina goes back to her corner and Nate makes the tag. They hit her with the Hunt and set up for the Kill. As they do, Bianca comes in and sprays Mina in the eyes with perfume. Seeing the illegal actions, calls for the bell and disqualification. Veronica drills Nate low and Bianca sprays Nate in the eyes as well. The Pretty Committee acts as if they still smell something horrid and then hit the Ugliness Remover on the blinded Mina. Satisfied, they take their leave as the crowd boos vociferously.
POST MATCH
Veronica Taylor and Bianca Davis exit the ring and head up the ramp, leaving Nate Nitro and Mina Wilk in the ring after their hard fought tag team match.
Joe Koss: What an ugly end to an otherwise solid match!
Mike Spazz: Someone should outlaw that pepper spray that "Bitch-Tits" Bianca calls perfume! Shit's getting abso-fucking-lutely ridiculous!
Just before Nitro and Wilk leave the ring, the lights in the arena begin to flicker and after a few moments, the Wolfpack’s attention is focused on the stage as standing there is Countess Bathory with Amara and Lilith standing either side of her with dead expressions on their faces and their heads tilted to the side.
Joe Koss: These freaks again! What the Hell do they want now?
Mike Spazz: Fuck if I know. Turn the heater up in here though, motherfucker's getting chills up and down the vertebrae in here!
Both Nitro and Wilk begin to demand that the Covenant come to the ring and fight them while the three creepy women just stand there. After a few moments, the titantron flickers to life as we see what appears to be the viewpoint of someone watching Nitro, Wilk and Wilk’s young daughter playing together inside their home.
Joe Koss: What the--
Mike Spazz: Could yous guys stop being creepy fucks?!
As the video continues to play, the Countess lets out a sinister chuckle.
Countess Bathory: Such a beautiful little thing. So innocent. So pure. What is it that you call her? MiMi?
Just then, in the video we see MiMi pointing towards the window and even though there is no audio, we can gather that the young girl has seen someone or something in the window as Wilk is seen quickly taking her away into another part of the house as Nitro heads towards the window and looks out to see who or what is there.
Joe Koss: This is messed up.
Mike Spazz: The fuck are these freaky fuck-nuggins?
Back to the video and we see Nitro exit the house and stands at the door, looking around to see if he can see anything. After a few moments, he disappears back into the house and that’s when the video ends. Back in the ring, Wilk is absolutely beside herself, yelling at the top of her lungs as Nitro holds her back.
Mina Wilk: YOU BITCH!!! YOU TOUCH MY BABY AND I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU!!!
Bathory cackles as she raises her right hand and clicks her fingers, causing the lights to shut off briefly and when they come back on, the Covenant have disappeared and Wilk is in tears as Nitro does his best to reassure her that he’ll protect MiMi and make sure nothing will happen to her as we cut elsewhere.
SEGMENT
We head backstage to the world renown Rebel Star Arena in Rome, Georgia: where the House of Dix, your new 2x Southern Cross Tag Team Champions are chatting as they walk through the concourse when House stops Dix in her tracks.
House: IT’S HIM!
Tracy: Who..... OH.
Sure enough, for the third year in a row, up hops Wendy House’s long term nemesis, the Easter Bunny. He has a basket of eggs, as is per the status quo, and a polaroid camera around his neck. He reaches into his basket and waves a VIP backstage pass at the champions.
Tracy: Oh shoes, we’ve never had one of those! AND WE WORK HERE.
House: Hmm... seems legittymutt. What yous want, Easter Bunny?
The Easter Bunny takes the camera from around his neck, and points at the champions, then at himself, then at the camera.
Tracy: A picture? With us?
House: Can we’s charge for dat?
The Bunny offers them an egg each.
House: OKAY Deal!
House pockets the eggs and they line up to take a picture. The bunny motions that he wants to hold the titles and they agree, and he snaps a picture. He bows to them, before hopping away.
House: Well that wasn’t so bad.
Tracy: Uh.... Wends?
House: Yah?
Tracy: Where are the belts?
House: .....
House stomps her feet and yells out.
House: STOP DAT BUNNY! HE’S STOLEN WE’S TITLES!
A great chase ensues as the champions charge after the Easter Bunny, House & Dixon yelling and shouting as he hops as fast as his legs will carry him.
*THUD*
A huge security guard tackles the Easter Bunny, causing his basket to fly and eggs to rain down on the floor. Dixon grabs the belts as House starts kicking the prone rabbit.
House: You’s son of a bitch! Me’s had it wiv you’s bunny bullshit! Secuwity man, please incacewate dis bothersome bunny!
The security man handcuffs the Easter Bunny and drags him away. Poor bunny looking like he regrets all of his life choices as the security guard smile.
Security: Say, champs, since I helped you out..how about a picture with you and the titles?
House: OH NO YOU DON’T WES NOT FALLING FOR THAT ONE AGAIN!
She scoffs and snatches the belts of Dixon who apologetically shrugs at the security guard and gives him a wave. When the Tag champions depart we see the bunny chuckling and the security guard scowling him.
Security: We’ll see who’s laughin’ when that there camera goes off bunny boy!
With these ominous words and terror across Easter Bunny’s face the show moves on.
Spazz: Can I go one night without saying What the Fuck?!
Koss: Nope. Not allowed. It's in your contract.
Spazz: Fuck!
-SAMANTHA TOLSON-VS-AURORA ZAMBROTTA-
With a traditional lock up, the match begins and both women struggle for a moment with Aurora's lower center of gravity not giving Tolson much but Tolson's superior leverage keeping Zambrotta at bay. The two sling arms aside and try again, only with Tolson slipping Aurora into a sideheadlock and whipping her down to the canvas! Aurora struggles until she bridges her legs and shows off incredible strength for someone her size, forcing Tolson to stand up. Samantha slings her right back down again and tightens the hold! Aurora manages to slip free and apply a sleeper to Sam Bam! Tolson pushes herself up, but finds herself almost bent in half and having to sit right back down! She tries again, grabbing Aurora's head and falling to a seat with a jawbreaker across the shoulder! Aurora staggers as Tolson gets to her feet and hits the ropes! Snapping back, she returns with a running Lariat, but Aurora ducks! Sam spins around and finds herself lifted up and press slammed to the canvas!!! Aurora with THE MOONSPLAT and a 2-count! Tolson gets to her feet and answers with a hard kick to the gut and SNAP SUPLEX!!! Aurora sits up with a groan, gets to her feet and turns right into a T-BONE SUPLEX!!! Tolson makes the cover and 1-2-NOPE!
The two are on their feet and Tolson sends Aurora to the corner! Hard running splash followed by a pull back into a BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!!!! Aurora hits the canvas with a groan and rolls onto her knees with a hand to the small of her back, an frustrated look on her face. Tolson pumps her fists to the crowd and turns right into THE SUMMARINESE WRECKING BALL! The impact rolling her into the ropes on her head and flopping right down on her stomach. Both competitors lay motionless for several seconds, clearly feeling the damage for a moment. Aurora crawls over Sam and makes the cover ONE!!! TWO!!! TTTHHHHHRRRE-INSANE KICKOUT!!!
Aurora Zambrotta and Sam Tolson, as they are getting to their feet, all of a sudden boos can be heard as out from the back first steps Vanessa and Danielle Page, who rush to the ring on opposite sides. The ref yells back at them to stay, they hold their hands up now for the time being, however, in the corner of the camera Veronica Taylor pops up and attacks Aurora with a pink metal baton right to the head as the referee rings the bell for the disqualification, as the fans really let the trio have it. Sam Tolson, who had gotten to her feet, manages to begin fighting off the three Mean Girls. Aurora is holding her head from the shot.
MATCH IS A NO-CONTEST DISQUALIFICATION DUE TO INTERFERENCE!!!
Mike Spazz: Shit looks painful, but the fuck you expect from these twat-waffle bitches?
Koss: This is despicable but I only see three we know Pretty Committee has another member…
Speaking of the devil, coming from the back the boos reach a fever pitch as Queen B Bianca Davis enters, and joins in the fray while Sam Tolson was able to fend off three, the numbers soon prove too much as the four of them begin to stomp away. Taking the time to soak in the reaction. As Bianca, and the girls soon huddle together, as Zambota tries to get up from the hard shot she received earlier The Socialites pick her up with Vanessa holding Danielle runs the ropes hitting a diving chostline. The Mean Girls connect, taking down the already hurt Zambota.
Koss: What a devastating move, this is awful someone needs to stop this.
Then Bianca, and Veronica run the ropes on opposite sides of Samantha Tolson hitting a double team curbstomp, known as the Prettyfyer. The fans begin pelting the ring, as the group poses over their victims as Bianca pulls out her phone and all four pose for selfies over the bodies of Samantha Tolson and Aurora Zambrotta. Bianca then yells into the camera smirking.
Bianca Davis: How do you like us now?!
As they take turns blowing kisses toward the camera referees, and security finally comes in as they hold up their hands smirking at their handiwork. As they leave the ring making sure they aren’t touched by those who they deem basic.
SEGMENT
The camera opens upon Seleana and Zenna Zdunich in the hallway.Seleana: Heya, how’s it?
Zenna: We are ready for violence, ja?
Seleana nods quickly.
Seleana: Ja. Ladder matches tend to go that way.
Zenna: A steel jungle as it were.
Seleana smirks.
Seleana: Välkommen!
Zenna shrugs.
Zenna: Three teams, all have been champions. House of Dix are on their second run as champions. The Maidens have been champions three times and we have been champions as well. If House of Dix win, they will be able to lay claim to a stake in the title “Best team in SRW.”
Seleana nods.
Seleana: If the Maidens win, they will be the first and only four-time champions in SRW history.
Zenna: They are already the only three-time champions.
Seleana nods.
Seleana: If we win, we join House of Dix and the Maidens as repeat champions.
Zenna nods.
Zenna: Vi behöver det här!
Seleana: Du gör inte höns av fjädrar!
Zenna nods pointedly.
Zenna: We need this.
Seleana: We come to prove ourselves.
Zenna: Vi tar inte vatten över huvudet!
Seleana: Välkommen till djungeln!
Koss: Wildside looks like they're raring to go!
Spazz: The Zdunich's always are, fats. They took all the fuckin' lumps and are still standing!
SEGMENT
Backstage, Gabriela “Taza” Carbajal paces nervously in the Shieldmaidens dressing room, staring at her feet as she does so.
Taza: Escalera de mano….
She shakes her head, continuing to walk. Her elder sister, Alex “Bullet” Carbajal, stands in the doorway watching.
Bullet: ¿A la orden?
Taza stops and stares at her sister. Before any more words can be spoken by either of them, Bullet’s partner, Jackie “Bandit” Layton steps in next to Bullet.
Bandit: Relax…
Bullet nods her agreement.
Bullet: Cálmate, Pequeña.
Taza shrugs.
Taza: I’ve never been ringside for someone else’s match before.
Bandit grins.
Bandit: Much less a ladder match for championships?
Taza nods quickly in the affirmative.
Taza: Sí, es la verdad. I wish I was in the ring myself the way you, Sorsh, Bex and Kara will be.
Bullet nods, smiling in her own sisterly fashion.
Bullet: Patience, Taza, you will have your chance soon enough. Tonight, you get a front row view of what happens in matches like this. House of Dix are formidable championships. Tracy Dixon is a monster of a competitor.
Bandit: And there’s nothing House will not do to augment Dixon’s abilities. Add in Wildside and we have chaos ready to happen!
Bullet nods.
Bullet: Ladder matches have treated me well in the past but they are unpredictable on the best days.
Bandit: And we have no idea what kind of day today is yet.
Taza frowns.
Taza: You can set your own day?
Bullet nods her agreement.
Bullet: This, we will try to do.
Bandit: And if we do, we’ll be the Southern Cross Tag Team Champions for the fourth time.
Taza nods quickly.
Taza: Wow…
Bullet and Bandit both nod.
Bullet. Es la verdad.
Spazz: HELL'S EMPTY MOTHERFUCKERS!
Koss: And Riot Group vs Wildside vs House of Dix is coming up next!!!
TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
TRIPLE THREAT LADDER MATCH
-HOUSE OF DIX (C)-VS-WILDSIDE-VS-RIOT GROUP w/Gabi Carbajal-
The bell sounds and all six competitors look around, waiting to see who will make the first moves. Dixon grabs House and throws her like a lawn dart at their opponents. Seleana and Zenna catch her only for Bandit to run over and hit a dropkick to House’s back that sends all three to the mat. Bullet moves in and starts to slug it out with Dixon. As they do so, House rolls out to the floor, giggling all the way, and tries for a ladder. Bandit follows her out and the two smallest in the match start to slug it out with each other as if they’re a pair of super heavyweights dropping bombs on each other. Seleana and Zenna roll out to the floor and grab a ladder. They slide it into the ring and go back in after it while House of Dix and the Maidens continue to hammer away on each other. As they set up the ladder, Dixon shoves Bullet into Zenna and then follows with a double clothesline to knock them both down. Seleana comes through with a big boot on Dixon. Bandit and House come back into the ring and jump into a double shoulder tackle on Seleana, knocking her down. House runs to the ladder and starts to scamper up the one side of it. Bandit follows and starts up the other side. The two reach the top simultaneously and start to trade punches. House tries to thumb Bandit in the eyes but Bandit moves and then jumps over, catching House for a sunset flip powerbomb off the ladder.“HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!”
Seleana gets to her feet and goes over to the ladder. She starts to climb up only for Dixon to meet and pull her down from behind. Bullet comes back in with a chair and tosses it to Dixon. Dixon catches it and Bullet hits a short arm elbow smash to the chair, knocking it back into Dixon’s face.
“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”
Zenna sets up a table on the floor. She pulls out a second table and sets it up next to the other one. Bandit rolls out and comes after her. The two trade shots until House comes out and tries to wade into the fight as well. Bullet and Seleana go at it in the ring until Dixon stands up with the chair and blasts both of them. The biggest competitor in the match starts up to the top but Zenna dives into the ring and pulls Dixon down. Bandit and House get back into the ring, fight their way to the ladder and go to the top. Seleana pulls House down and goes up after Bandit. Dixon gets up and pushes the ladder over, sending Bandit and Seleana crashing down through the tables on the floor.
“HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!”
Bullet clotheslines Dixon over the top and goes out after her. The two fight about on the floor, hammering away even as the blood flows down Dixon’s face. She draws blood on Bullet and eats a shot to the mouth for her trouble. In the ring, House and Zenna go to the top of the now recentered ladder. House tries to grab the belts only for Zenna to bounce her face off the ladder’s top. Zenna grabs the belts and House pushes off the ladder diving at the belts and Zenna. The ladder falls away leaving Zenna dangling from the belts. House plummets down to the mat, landing next to the stee. The belts pull free and Zenna falls, landing next to House, the belts in her grasp.
THE WINNER'S AND NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: WILDSIDE!!!
Koss: WILDSIDE TAKES THE TITLES!!!
Spazz: Bridesmaids no-fucking-more lunchbox!!!
Koss: Indeed!! We have to go to commercial! We'll be right back!
COMMERCIAL
SEGMENT
The arena goes silent and black with just a low hum of people wondering what is happening as lights quickly flash red. It then goes back to remaining black for a few seconds before a red light forming the letter K moves throughout the arena.
VOICE: Do you know the Kross?
The hum of the people gets louder as ideas of what’s happening float from person to person.
VOICE: Do you know the K Kross.
Before any other fans could even raise up the words The Reckoning from Psychosocial are quickly blared throughout the arena as the red lights now focus on the middle of the ring to the man known as Kendrick Kross standing there with a smirk on his face greeted by a mix of cheers and boos.
KENDRICK KROSS: Surprised to see me?
Kendrick chuckles a bit as the mix of cheers and boos continue.
KENDRICK KROSS: You aren’t hallucinating I am here in this ring. Kendrick Kross has made his way here to SRW. Don’t think I came here just to be here either.
I’m here to make sure everyone in this company knows I’m out for each and everyone of them and their titles. I have my eye on one person though, Sam. The one person who I have yet to beat...I’ll get her in a ring here and make sure I get the W. But right now it’s on to more important things than Tolson. That’s the titles here.
Kendrick keeps his smirk on his face as he eyes the crowd.
KENDRICK KROSS: “I don’t care which one it is or who it is. Everyone here is being put on notice. I’m not here to play around, I’m not here just to be here and get in the ring. I came here to make sure I take this place over. Don’t believe me? Watch. Whether it’s taking the Hardcore Championship or the Ultimate Conquest Championship. Or hell maybe they’ll have to make one just for me. Who knows. But what I do know is that one of those two titles will be mine...and it will be sooner than anyone thinks.
So while I’m sure all of you in this crowd are excited and surprised to see me I couldn’t give a shit about any of you. You can all jump in front of a car for all I care. I’m here for business and winning. That’s exactly what I’ll do.
So I’ll be having my eye out on every match tonight and everyone better keep an eye out for me...everyone is on my radar.”
With that Kendrick drops the mic he’s holding and gives a smirk before the lights going black again and him disappearing.
VOICE: Do you know the Kross?
The hum of the people gets louder as ideas of what’s happening float from person to person.
VOICE: Do you know the K Kross.
Before any other fans could even raise up the words The Reckoning from Psychosocial are quickly blared throughout the arena as the red lights now focus on the middle of the ring to the man known as Kendrick Kross standing there with a smirk on his face greeted by a mix of cheers and boos.
KENDRICK KROSS: Surprised to see me?
Kendrick chuckles a bit as the mix of cheers and boos continue.
KENDRICK KROSS: You aren’t hallucinating I am here in this ring. Kendrick Kross has made his way here to SRW. Don’t think I came here just to be here either.
I’m here to make sure everyone in this company knows I’m out for each and everyone of them and their titles. I have my eye on one person though, Sam. The one person who I have yet to beat...I’ll get her in a ring here and make sure I get the W. But right now it’s on to more important things than Tolson. That’s the titles here.
Kendrick keeps his smirk on his face as he eyes the crowd.
KENDRICK KROSS: “I don’t care which one it is or who it is. Everyone here is being put on notice. I’m not here to play around, I’m not here just to be here and get in the ring. I came here to make sure I take this place over. Don’t believe me? Watch. Whether it’s taking the Hardcore Championship or the Ultimate Conquest Championship. Or hell maybe they’ll have to make one just for me. Who knows. But what I do know is that one of those two titles will be mine...and it will be sooner than anyone thinks.
So while I’m sure all of you in this crowd are excited and surprised to see me I couldn’t give a shit about any of you. You can all jump in front of a car for all I care. I’m here for business and winning. That’s exactly what I’ll do.
So I’ll be having my eye out on every match tonight and everyone better keep an eye out for me...everyone is on my radar.”
With that Kendrick drops the mic he’s holding and gives a smirk before the lights going black again and him disappearing.
HARDCORE SCAFFOLD MATCH
-HIRATA DOKUEKI-VS-JULIET BLACK-
The bell sounds as the two women climb up either side of the scaffold and reach the top, weapons dangle off the edges just begging to be chosen for use. Juliet and Doku scan the battlefield and then step out onto it as the crowd cheers wildly at the prospect of these two entering seeming mortal combat. Juliet and Doku advance on each other and nod before they start throwing punches, almost like a hockey fight. Each grabs the other with their left hand and starts throwing with their right. They pound away for what seems like forever, blood trickling down both faces in no time at all. Both women keep up the torrid pace despite the damage being done, neither seemingly giving an inch. As they start to turn, Juliet almost loses her footing but the two maintain both their grip and their strike pace as they move so that Juliet is no longer teetering on the brink of falling.
“PLEASE DON’T DIE!!! PLEASE DON’T DIE!!! PLEASE DON’T DIE!!! PLEASE DON’T DIE!!! PLEASE DON’T DIE!!! PLEASE DON’T DIE!!! PLEASE DON’T DIE!!! PLEASE DON’T DIE!!!”
Finally, Doku cracks Juliet one last time and Juliet falls to one knee, still holding on to Doku’s top. Juliet rises back up and cracks Doku in the mouth. Doku staggers back and then fires back. Juliet hits back and Doku falls to one knee. Juliet kicks but Doku moves and sweeps causing Juliet to fall and land hard on her back on the scaffold. Doku mounts Juliet and starts to throw punches down. Juliet rolls and both of them go voert the edge, grabbing onto the walkway as they do. As the two battered and bloodied women dangle, the crowd breaks into the same chant as before.
“PLEASE DON’T DIE!!! PLEASE DON’T DIE!!! PLEASE DON’T DIE!!! PLEASE DON’T DIE!!! PLEASE DON’T DIE!!! PLEASE DON’T DIE!!! PLEASE DON’T DIE!!! PLEASE DON’T DIE!!!”
Doku and Juliet both pull themselves up, each managing to get back up onto the top of the scaffold, knocking a few weapons off the edge as they go. The two stagger up, now both visibly exhausted for the climb and fight. They nod to each other and go right back to where they started, each grabbing with their left and swinging with their right. The blood starts flowing anew, hot and thick as they hammer away on each other. Juliet throws an elbow and Doku staggers back, almost falling to her knees again. She fires back with a clothesline that puts Juliet on a knee. Juliet gets back up and the two exchange elbow strikes. Juliet steps in for a knee to the gut and Doku falls to a knee. Doku rises up with a wicked elbow strike that almost lifts Juliet up off her feet. Juliet gets in a roundhouse kick and Doku nails her with a big superman punch. Juliet goes for the Bareknuckle Glam but Doku hits her with the Shining Black. Juliet goes down like she’s been shot and Doku lands across her.
“OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!”
The referee leans over the edge of the scaffold and counts.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
Quickly, lifts are brought in to allow trainers and EMTs to attend to the two fallen warriors.
WINNER BY PINFALL: HIRATA DOKUEKI!!!
Spazz: Holy fuck... Those two are dead! No fucking way!
Koss: That was a brutal encounter! I think both competitors are going to be left changed after a match like that!
Spazz: How much of Do is left for Ursula after that?
Koss: You ever watched her matches back in Japan? They sometimes got bloodier than this!
Spazz: Japanese people are fucking crazy!!!
SEGMENT
We cut backstage to find Monty Proust standing by with a microphone in hand and a smile on his face.
Monty Proust: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time… Killer Carter.
The camera pans out a little to reveal the behemoth known as Killer Carter standing beside him dressed ready to compete in her match later on.
Monty Proust: Carter, you had quite the showing in the Hardcore War Games match at Death March but unfortunately came up short… now tonight you make your Savage debut against one of Southern Rebellion Wrestling’s toughest competitors, Ursula Von Rossbach. Your thoughts?
KC smirks as she folds her tree trunk like arms across her chest.
Killer Carter: Yeah, y’know… I planned on walking out of Death March as the new Hardcore Champion… but it just wasn’t my night. I’m barely two years into my wrestling career and thankfully, I learned that you can’t win them all and when you do lose, you’ve gotta pick yourself off and move onto the next challenge.
She chuckles.
Killer Carter: And tonight I have probably the biggest challenge of my career when I go one on one with Ursula Von Rossbach. She’s a veteran of this sport… and I have a lot of respect for her work ethic in how she trains to have the body that she does and how she is in the ring. Honestly? She’s kind of an inspiration to me… so it’s going to be an honor and a privilege to step into the ring with her tonight.
The smirk on her face now fades to a more serious one.
Killer Carter: But don’t get it twisted, Monty. I’m going out there tonight… and yeah… I’m taking on the biggest, baddest, toughest chick in this industry… but in my less than two year career, I’ve already beaten some of the biggest, baddest, toughest and even some of the most accomplished wrestlers on the planet! And I plan on adding Ursula to that list too after tonight!
Carter then turns to the camera.
Killer Carter: Welcome to the Gun Show, Ursula!
KC then flexes her muscles before then walking out of camera view as we cut elsewhere.
Monty Proust: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time… Killer Carter.
The camera pans out a little to reveal the behemoth known as Killer Carter standing beside him dressed ready to compete in her match later on.
Monty Proust: Carter, you had quite the showing in the Hardcore War Games match at Death March but unfortunately came up short… now tonight you make your Savage debut against one of Southern Rebellion Wrestling’s toughest competitors, Ursula Von Rossbach. Your thoughts?
KC smirks as she folds her tree trunk like arms across her chest.
Killer Carter: Yeah, y’know… I planned on walking out of Death March as the new Hardcore Champion… but it just wasn’t my night. I’m barely two years into my wrestling career and thankfully, I learned that you can’t win them all and when you do lose, you’ve gotta pick yourself off and move onto the next challenge.
She chuckles.
Killer Carter: And tonight I have probably the biggest challenge of my career when I go one on one with Ursula Von Rossbach. She’s a veteran of this sport… and I have a lot of respect for her work ethic in how she trains to have the body that she does and how she is in the ring. Honestly? She’s kind of an inspiration to me… so it’s going to be an honor and a privilege to step into the ring with her tonight.
The smirk on her face now fades to a more serious one.
Killer Carter: But don’t get it twisted, Monty. I’m going out there tonight… and yeah… I’m taking on the biggest, baddest, toughest chick in this industry… but in my less than two year career, I’ve already beaten some of the biggest, baddest, toughest and even some of the most accomplished wrestlers on the planet! And I plan on adding Ursula to that list too after tonight!
Carter then turns to the camera.
Killer Carter: Welcome to the Gun Show, Ursula!
KC then flexes her muscles before then walking out of camera view as we cut elsewhere.
SEGMENT
"Unforgiven" by Sevendust plays over the P/A system as Ursula Von Rossbach enters the arena with her pristine golden Queen of the South Championship resting upon her shoulder. The powerful woman is dressed to compete in black leather ring gear. She marches down to ringside with a microphone in gloved hand. As always there is little in the way of fanfare as she makes her way to ringside. There, she climbs the ring steps onto the apron and enters the ring. With a modicum of flourishment via the motion of her hand, she brings the microphone within range of her voice and proceeds to address the crowd.
UVR: Tonight I face a competitor that some of you may already be familiar with. She is a decorated champion with an impressive resume spanning multiple promotions with highlights in EHWF and Hybrid Wrestling. She possesses a reputation that precedes her as being one of the most intense and hard fighting competitors in this industry to date. That is why I arranged this contest, for she was one of a handful of individuals on the Unleashed Roster that I wished to face, but never had. Tonight, we rectify this travesty.
She tilts her head slightly to her right and slips her championship from her shoulder, then hoists it into the air.
UVR: Ms. Carter, if you can defeat me then you shall have a shot at the glory I hold aloft in my hand, a title I have held since September 13th of last year and have defended in every encounter where it has been placed on the line.
The belt lowers as she averts her eyes to the nearest camera, her head swiveling in suit to face the lens directly.
UVR: Victory is your goal tonight, but let me assure you that survival is of greater paramount. No matter how much respect I may have for a competitor or they for me, everyone who steps into my domain is given the same treatment. No mercy given, no quarter drawn. As you have faced and defeated many impressive competitors in your tenure as a professional wrestling, my expectations are rather high, as I hope your pain threshold will be. You shall make a fine addition to my Resume....of Destruction.
The Lady Terminator shoves off of the ropes, tossing the microphone aside and handing her championship belt off to the referee. There she stands, ready and waiting to deliver.
Koss: We've heard from both competitors! Now let's prepare for the second wrestling Armageddon of the night!
Spazz: Tonight's the night of the motherfucking Wrestling apocalypse yo!!!!
UVR: Tonight I face a competitor that some of you may already be familiar with. She is a decorated champion with an impressive resume spanning multiple promotions with highlights in EHWF and Hybrid Wrestling. She possesses a reputation that precedes her as being one of the most intense and hard fighting competitors in this industry to date. That is why I arranged this contest, for she was one of a handful of individuals on the Unleashed Roster that I wished to face, but never had. Tonight, we rectify this travesty.
She tilts her head slightly to her right and slips her championship from her shoulder, then hoists it into the air.
UVR: Ms. Carter, if you can defeat me then you shall have a shot at the glory I hold aloft in my hand, a title I have held since September 13th of last year and have defended in every encounter where it has been placed on the line.
The belt lowers as she averts her eyes to the nearest camera, her head swiveling in suit to face the lens directly.
UVR: Victory is your goal tonight, but let me assure you that survival is of greater paramount. No matter how much respect I may have for a competitor or they for me, everyone who steps into my domain is given the same treatment. No mercy given, no quarter drawn. As you have faced and defeated many impressive competitors in your tenure as a professional wrestling, my expectations are rather high, as I hope your pain threshold will be. You shall make a fine addition to my Resume....of Destruction.
The Lady Terminator shoves off of the ropes, tossing the microphone aside and handing her championship belt off to the referee. There she stands, ready and waiting to deliver.
Koss: We've heard from both competitors! Now let's prepare for the second wrestling Armageddon of the night!
Spazz: Tonight's the night of the motherfucking Wrestling apocalypse yo!!!!
-URSULA VON ROSSBACH-VS-KILLER CARTER-
The two six foot powerhouse women stand across from one another, seemingly similar, but Ursula seemed to stand taller somehow, an imposing figure that is only balanced out by the intensity of the woman she faces. The two circle in a formal worker's walk before lunging forward. Carter and UVR lock up and at first, Carter moves her back a step, only for Ursula to duck her head forward and pour on the power, driving Carter back. The two are forehead to forehead as Carter fights against her, halting Ursula's progress and slowly pushing back until they return right where they started. Ursula's arms give, folding back and allowing Carter in only to suddenly and explosively shove her back across the ring! Carter anticipates this, landing with a back roll and is back on her feet, rushing towards the Lady Terminator.
Fast strikes land on Ursula, snapping her head left and right, but not moving her very much at all. She catches one of Carter's swinging fists and pulls her in for a grapple, but eats a knee lift to the gut, followed by an elbow smash and a whip to the corner, but is reversed and sent into the corner! Ursula charges forward with a surprise running splash! Carter barely ducks out of the way, letting Ursula go chest first into the turnbuckle. She moves in behind with a rear waistlock, but eats a back elbow! Ursula forces her way out of the grapple, then spins around and hits a hard right hand strike that spins Carter around, dropping her to one knee! Grabbing Carter's head, Ursula hits a few clubbing blows to her shoulder, then hoists her up into a dragon suplex pin! 1-2-KICKOUT! Carter pistons right out of the pinfall, both women rolling to their feet!
Carter catches Ursula with a hard right, followed by a Belly to Belly suplex and not just one! She hits THREE Belly to Belly Suplexes on Ursula and goes for the pin on the third, but Ursula kicks out! Carter gathers her up by the arm and pulls her in for a fallaway slam!!! The Killer flexes her muscles and roars, pounding her chest as she makes her way to the nearest corner. There she turns, stomping a foot down as she squats and beckons the Lady Terminator to her feet! Ursula rises, turns and SPEAR!!!!
Carter smells blood in the water, roaring in triumph! She gathers Ursula up and pulls her into a front facelock, then lifts her up perfectly vertical, spinning around for her big finish by a knee to her head stops her, forcing her to drop her foe. Ursula lands on her feet, knees Carter in the gut, and hits THE SAMBO CHOKESLAM!!! Ursula does not go for the pin, cradling her abs with a scowl on her face, she marches to a corner, turns, and squats down. Carter fights to her feet, swaying slightly as she is clearly shook from that massive chokeslam. She turns around as Ursula launches from the corner and leaps halfway across the canvas with an explosive SPEAR of her own!!! Where Carter had knocked Ursula off her feet, Ursula rocks her world, sending them both several feet across the ring towards a corner! Ursula rolls on landing, getting to her feet and merely adjusting her gloves.
As Ursula whips her hair back from her face, she looks over her shoulder to see Carter actually pulling herself up in the nearby corner, cradling her own guts and in serious pain. Still the display of toughness brought a small smile to the champion's face. A running lariat in the corner would be Carter's reward, followed by a combination of forearm blows, body shots, knees, and a pullback into THE GREAT SLAM!!! 1-2-KICKOUT!!! Carter wasn't going down without a fight! Ursula back rolls out of the kick out and rises to her feet.
Carter once more pulls herself up using the ropes, looking over her shoulder at Ursula who stands watching and waiting. Carter shakes her head, then shoves off the ropes with a burst of speed. Ursula eats a running big boot, her head snapping to the left as she steps exactly two steps back. Carter then runs to the ropes to Ursula's left, rebounds, and throws an arm out but finds herself caught, or so Ursula thinks as Carter's legs kick up high and gets dropped with an improvised Inverted STO! Ursula's head snaps off the canvas and she flips onto her back. Carter sits there for a moment, taking a quick breather, then getting to her feet. Ursula sits up, undead style in swift fashion and without missing a beat, Carter runs in with a low kick but her foot is caught! Ursula rises holding the foot and Carter hits a surprise Enziguri to Ursula's temple, snapping the woman's head to the left. Ursula drops to one knee.
Carter hits a running kick to the head that rolls Ursula flat on her stomach, followed up by deadlift german suplex and pin! ONE-TWO-THRRRRE-KICKOUT!!! Carter sits up, now a bit frustrated by the champion's resilience. She flips over and grabs a handful of Ursula's hair, pulling her up. She locks on the front facelock, then makes a cutthroat gesture to the crowd. Carter hoists Ursula up once more, but Ursula kicks her legs and lands, lifting Carter up in a surprise move and HITS CARTER WITH HER OWN JACKHAMMER!!! On impact, she hooks the leg and pins the shoulders! ONE! TWO!!! TTTTHHHHHHRRRE-KICKOUT!!!
Ursula nods with appreciation as she rises off of Killer Carter, who is already fighting her way to her feet. As soon as she's up, Ursula rushes in, grabbing her by the throat. She hoists Carter up, only to find herself suddenly upended with a reversal into an arm drag! Ursula tucks and rolls on the landing, quick to her feet and rushes right into a big boot from Carter, spinning her around! Carter locks on a double chicken wing, lifting Ursula up to return the favor, USING HER OWN VON TERMINATOR SLAM AGAINST HER BUT WAIT!!! Ursula slips free and rolls Carter up into a surprise Victory roll counter pin!!!! ONE!!! TWO!!! TTTTHHHRRREEE!!!!
WINNER BY PINFALL: URSULA VON ROSSBACH!!!
Post match, Ursula leans against the ropes with her music playing loud. At first, Killer Carter seems pissed off, kicking her foot at the air with her hands on her hips. However, she eventually turns towards the Lady Terminator, grabs her arm and raises it into the air! Ursula watches her carefully, but when no shenanigans occur, she throws her other arm up and then pays respects to her fallen foe.
Koss: The two went all out, even trying to lay each other out with their opponent's big move, but in the end, Ursula outmaneuvered Killer Carter with the one move she wasn't expecting!
Spazz: People have done that to Ursula, so Bitch-Zilla has probably been dying to do that to somebody other than herself!
Koss: Ursula has been surprising us all lately, incorporating springboard and aerial offensives into her matches and now this!
Spazz: She's the total, scary as fuck package, dawg!
SEGMENT
We cut backstage to find Sylvia Lopez sitting cross-legged on one of the production crates playing with her hair and giggling to herself. As soon as she notices the camera is on her, she jumps down off the crate and grabs the camera with both hands and stares wide eyed into the lens with a large toothy grin on her face.
Sylvia Lopez: Tonight! Tonight Sylvia gets to play with five other people for a chance to win a shiny belt!
She lets go of the camera and begins to clap her hands in excitement as she bounces up and down on the spot.
Sylvia Lopez: Sylvia is so excited! Sylvia cannot wait for the chaos! Sylvia can’t wait to break fingers! To bite and scratch at the flesh of her play things! To beat her play things to the point where Sylvia can hear their screams! Ohhhh how Sylvia loves the sound of the screams!
Lopez then lets out a shriek of laughter.
Sylvia Lopez: It’s time to play!
And with that, she disappears off camera as we cut elsewhere.
Sylvia Lopez: Tonight! Tonight Sylvia gets to play with five other people for a chance to win a shiny belt!
She lets go of the camera and begins to clap her hands in excitement as she bounces up and down on the spot.
Sylvia Lopez: Sylvia is so excited! Sylvia cannot wait for the chaos! Sylvia can’t wait to break fingers! To bite and scratch at the flesh of her play things! To beat her play things to the point where Sylvia can hear their screams! Ohhhh how Sylvia loves the sound of the screams!
Lopez then lets out a shriek of laughter.
Sylvia Lopez: It’s time to play!
And with that, she disappears off camera as we cut elsewhere.
Koss: Sylvia Lopez declaring that it is indeed time to play as her match comes up, the main event featuring the Ultimate Conquest Championship up for grabs in an Over the Top Battle Royale!
Spazz: Six motherfucker's enter! ONE MOTHERFUCKER LEAVES!!!
Koss: So very true! Also fro this match, all managers and valets have been banned from ringside. There will be no interference!
MAIN EVENT
ULTIMATE CONQUEST CHAMPIONSHIP
BATTLE ROYALE
-LUTHER THUNDER (C)-VS-FAYE LANGE-VS-CHRIS STYLES-VS-ROSE-VS-C.C.M.-VS-SYLVIA LOPEZ-
With six bodies in the ring, the match got busy quickly. Faye Lange immediately goes for Chris Styles, Sylvia Lopez assaults Rose in a wild, chaotic frenzy, CCM immediately running from Luther, rolling under the ropes and out of the ring! Faye goes for a fast and dirty Suplex, but Chris hooks the leg, lifts Faye up and tosses her clean over the ropes!
FAYE LANGE ELIMINATED!!!
She collides with a running Luther Thunder, sending the big man stumbling and opening him up for an all-out assault from CCM. Kicks, knees, and fists rain down upon the big man, even a low blow that goes unseen by the referee!!! At the same time, Rose HURLS Sylvia out of the ring, but she catches herself! Sylvia hangs by her hand on the ropes and pulls herself back into the ring to keeping herself from being eliminated! Rose has her back turned, not noticing as she engages Chris Styles in a technical exchange! At the same time, the tide has turned on CCM who finds himself being LAUNCHED back into the ring by Luther Thunder! He bowls over an unsuspecting Sylvia Lopez before she can attack Rose or Styles, Luther gets to his feet, snarling with anger at CCM who is quickly backing away. Arms lock around CCM's waist, his eyes going wide a split second before being blasted to the canvas with a release german suplex! Sylvia, angry, rushes a tunnel-visioned Luther with a running headbutt that almost knocks her as silly as it does him! She then hits him with a kick to the groin and starts battering him with forearm shots and kicks. He puts a hand out and palm shoves her back, right into the arms of Rose who hits ENJOY YOUR FLIGHT, flinging Sylvia Lopez over the ropes!!
SYLVIA LOPEZ ELIMINATED!!!
Sylvia unloads an angry fit of fury outside of the ring. Chris, meanwhile, trades blows with Luther Thunder while Rose and CCM enter an exchange of their own! Slowly Chris wins out against Luther, driving him back to the ropes with several right hands, only to hop back and rush in with a shoulder block, but LUTHER DUCKS, shoulder tossing Chris up and over the ropes to the outside!!!
CHRIS STYLES ELIMINATED!!!
Chris slaps his hands on the floor in frustration as Rose moves in on Luther, trying to capitalize on his positioning and is using every ounce of her strength to lift him up and over the ropes! CCM gives the assist by rushing in and catching her by the legs, sending both up and over the ropes in the process! The two manage to hold onto the ropes as they hit the apron, CCM unaware as he had turned his back, walking away and dusting his hands as if a job well done. He turns to see them both pulling themselves back up and with a snarl, CCM rushes in and hits Rose with a running forearm. When she doesn't fall off, he grabs her hair and runs her into the nearest turnpost, but Rose blocks with a boot kicking the turnpost. She headbutt's CCM, then hooks a front facelock on him and up and over, suplexes him out of the ring!
CCM ELIMINATED!!!
Rose doesn't have time to get back into the ring, however, as Luther rushes the apron and is on her in a flash! He hits her with a few clubbing blows, only to find both himself and Rose suddenly yanked off the apron by a spiteful CCM!!! Both hit the floor at seemingly exactly the same time!!!
ROSE AND LUTHER THUNDER SIMULTANEOUSLY ELIMINATED!!!
CCM walks away, visibly pissed off while Rose and Luther start to argue amongst themselves, uncertain of who won. A replay determines that the two did, indeed, hit the floor simultaneously. So....
Jenny Beck: THOUGH BOTH COMPETITORS HAVE BEEN ELIMINATED, IN THE EVENT OF A TIE DECISION, THE TITLE REMAINS IN THE HANDS OF THE CHAMPION! LUTHER THUNDER IS STILL THE ULTIMATE CONQUEST CHAMPION!!!
Koss: What a weird note to end the show on!
Spazz: CCM, yous a jealous bitch yo!!!
Koss: Indeed. If he couldn't have the win, he was damn sure going to make it where nobody wins clean in this thing!
Spazz: You never fight it out on the apron when a jealous bitch is walkin' around outside!
Koss: Well in the moment, anyone can make a mistake. That's all the time we have for tonight. Thank you for watching and have a good night!
Spazz: ROLL CREDITS MONKIES!!!!
CREDITS
-DEAN ROSE-VS-JERRY WATTS-
Writer: RC
-KATE STEELE-VS-CHRISTINA ZDUNICH-VS-KASEY KASH-
Writer: RC
-SOCIALITES-VS-BEASLEY SISTERS (LA & VALERIE)-
Writer: Alex
-APHRODITE-VS-BECCA MAGUIRE-
Writer: Alex
-LIL' DREAM MACHINES-VS-THE COVENANT-
Writer: Alex
HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP
-CHERRY DEVILLE (C)-VS-PSYCHO MAGUIRE-
Writer: Alex
-PRETTY COMMITTEE-VS-THE WOLFPACK- DQ
Writer: Alex
-SAMANTHA TOLSON-VS-AURORA ZAMBROTTA-
INTERFERENCE BY PC - NO CONTEST
Writers: RC/Bianca(finish)
TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
TRIPLE THREAT LADDER MATCH
-HOUSE OF DIX-VS-WILDSIDE-VS-RIOT GROUP w/Gabi Carbajal-
Writer: Alex
HARDCORE SCAFFOLD MATCH
-HIRATA DOKUEKI-VS-JULIET BLACK-
Writer: Alex
-URSULA VON ROSSBACH-VS-KILLER CARTER-
Writer: RC
MAIN EVENT
-LUTHER THUNDER-VS-FAYE LANGE-VS-CHRIS STYLES-VS-ROSE-VS-C.C.M.-VS-SYLVIA LOPEZ-
Writer: RC