Post by Melinda Rhodes on May 20, 2021 13:33:58 GMT -7
REBEL STAR ARENA
ROME GA
5/21/2021
BELL TIME 7PM EST
-CAPTAIN COSMO-VS-DEAN ROSE-
Koss: Welcome back Patti Rose! Faye Lange was unprepared for the Mulleted Murder Machine!
Spazz: We got alotta' Roses up in here, you know that?
Koss: This is going to be a very confused roster at this rate.
She follows after him as the show goes on.
We find ourselves backstage where Tracy Dixon is looking around. Sure enough, in runs her partner, whom is noticeably wearing rather too much makeup.
Tracy: JESUS WENDS! What’s with all the makeup?! I... uh... mean, it looks GREAT!
House tilts her head to one side.
House: Well... those meanie-poo head bints we’re facing said we were a couple of uggos an’ beasties an’ while dat might be twue in you’s case, it still kinda upset me’s. So me figured if me’s wore all makeup like a big gwown woman, some pwince charming might sweep me’s off me’s feet, wather than havin’ to go wiv you’s to the ugly bug ball.
Tracy: The.... what?!
House: It’s where the ugly bugs go.
Tracy: Gotcha.
House: To cavort wiv other ugly bugs.
Tracy: Yep.
House: Like you’s.
Tracy: YEAH, UH-HUH, I GET IT!
House: Oh. You’s should have said alweady,
Dixon grumbles.
Tracy: I DID say it.
House: Say what?
Tracy: That thing you said I didn’t say, even if I did.
Wendy seems to realize the conversation.
House: OHHHHH!
She turns to look at her friend.
House: You did mean the part about yous being ugly, right?
Now Dixon just loses it.
Tracy: YES WENDS I GET IT! YOU THINK I’M UGLY AND I HAVE TO GO TO THE UGLY BUG BALL WITH THE OTHER UGLIES, I GOT IT GOOD!
Wendy nods then ponders.
House: I mean..yeah, if yous get a date.
Tracy: WHAT?!?
House: Well, I mean just because the bugs are ugly don’t mean they won’t have standards I mean I R the pwetty one of the two of us, obvo totes adorables del grande..well not as grande as you, since yous like two Houses
Tracy: SHUT UPPPP
House: Mebbe three actually.
TracY SHUT! UP!
Wendy cowers down a tad, sounding sad.
House: Those could be really pretty three little houses though..not like the dump yous live in.
We can see Dixon doing her best not to punch her friend in the face.
Tracy: You know Wends, someone with less patience and self confidence could clean your clock for what you’ve just said.
Wendy seems baffled holding up her wrist.
House: Jokes on dem me’s got a watch! Look it has Mickey Mouse on it, there is a big hand a little hand and those pretty white gloves too. Oh shoes, I should have gotten gloves like that!
Tracy: ...why?
House: So when I punch those meanies in the face for calling my fwiend ugly I wouldn’t smear me fists with their animal tested, overpriced, brand inflated pwoducts!
Tracy: Gee, thanks, buddy.
Wendy: Look, me’s know me pokes at you’s for bein’ fat an dumpy an’ stuffs, but dat’s because you’s me’s fwiend. Me’s gotta tease you’s a bit to keep you’s in check. Dat doesn’t mean me’s gonna let a bunch of meanie bints be mean to me’s fwiend. An’...
Suddenly, as if out of nowhere, CCM shows up, eating a large hotdog, nearly knocking over the camera.
CCM: Oops, sorry mate.
Dixon arches a brow.
Tracy: What the stuff are you doing here?
CCM shrugs.
CCM: Everyone has to be somewhere.
House: Stuff that, where’s did you’s get dat hot dog?!
CCM: They got a batch in catering.
House: LATERS!!!!
House runs off, with Tracy blinking before running after her.
Tracy: Wendy! We gotta match! WENDS! WEEEENNNNNDDDDYYYYYY!!!!
CCM looks after them before chuckling.
CCM: Maybe I should have mentioned I took the last one...
He walks off laughing to himself before we head back to ringside.
Koss: And that match is going down, NEXT!!!
Spazz: Wendy's kinda' hot with the whore paint, no lie.
Koss: Mikey, she has a child's mind in a 30-something year old body!
Spazz: Fuck.... I know and it freaks me the fuck out, Joey!!!
ROME GA
5/21/2021
BELL TIME 7PM EST
INTRO
"SHUT YOUR MOUTH!" by Pain hit's the house PA, pumping the crowd up as Jenny Beck is already in the ring, banging her head. Pyro explodes to the rhythm of the beat as the fed highlight reel plays over the Arena Tron screen.
Jenny Beck: SRW FAITHFUL!!! WELCOME TO SRW SAVAGE LLLLLLIIIIIIVVVVVEEEE!!!!
We quickly cut to the commentary table where Joe Koss and Mike Spazz are eager and ready to go!
Koss: Welcome to another exciting show with a not so neatly stacked card!
Spazz: Yeah we gots ourselves another double main event! Let's hope nobody gets fired this time!!
Koss: Indeed! Originally it was just Luther Thunder taking on Chris Styles in defense of his Ultimate Conquest Championship in a ladder match, but Bruiser Maguire challenged Ursula Von Rossbach for a match tonight!
Spazz: There's also some beef between Reb and Ursula too! They might actually throw hands tonight!
Koss: We'll see but first, Captain Cosmo versus Dean Rose!!!
Captain Cosmo: Watson! What do you remember about the last known whereabouts of the Cosmic Pug?!
Jeff: Watson? Who is Watson?
Captain Cosmo: You know! Sherlock Holmes’ right hand man! The fictional detective created by Arthur Conan Doyle in the 1880’s!
Jeff: I’m familiar with it… but I’m asking who is Watson?
He rolls his eyes as he puffs on his bubble pipe.
Captain Cosmo: Gah! You are! Wait… are you filming this?!
Jeff: Yes.
Cosmo throws up his arms in annoyance.
Captain Cosmo: For the love of pug! Why didn’t you tell me?!
Jeff: I didn’t want to ruin what you were doing.
He puts the bubble pipe into his pocket before removing the hat and coat.
Captain Cosmo: You already ruined it!
Cosmo shakes his head as he puts his hands on his hips. After a few moments of awkward silence, his eyes go wide and he raises his hand, pointing to the ceiling.
Captain Cosmo: Ah, yes! Captain Cosmo has a match tonight! Against The Dean Rose!
He glances over to Jeff with a confused look on his face.
Captain Cosmo: What kind of person puts “The” in front of their name?! That’s just silly!
Cosmo shrugs.
Captain Cosmo: Anywho! It has come to my attention that this Dean fellow is quite the bully! Captain Cosmo does not like bullies! Bullies remind me of the Emu Federation! Curse you Emu Federation! I promise you will never get your hands on the Cosmic Pug!
He shakes his fist in anger while saying those last two sentences before then stopping and looking back to the camera.
Captain Cosmo: I apologise for my outburst there, fans and friends of Captain Cosmo! As for you Dean Rose? I hope you’re ready for an intergalactic fight of the ages when you go one on one against the greatest captain to ever travel the universe! Captain… Cosmo!
Cosmo places his closed fists on his hips and grins widely as we cut elsewhere.
Spazz: Well... looks like Wendy ain't the only looney fuck in this bin!
Koss: he's an odd one, but we'll see what he's made of when he takes on the brutal Scotsman, Dean Rose, coming up next!
Jenny Beck: SRW FAITHFUL!!! WELCOME TO SRW SAVAGE LLLLLLIIIIIIVVVVVEEEE!!!!
We quickly cut to the commentary table where Joe Koss and Mike Spazz are eager and ready to go!
Koss: Welcome to another exciting show with a not so neatly stacked card!
Spazz: Yeah we gots ourselves another double main event! Let's hope nobody gets fired this time!!
Koss: Indeed! Originally it was just Luther Thunder taking on Chris Styles in defense of his Ultimate Conquest Championship in a ladder match, but Bruiser Maguire challenged Ursula Von Rossbach for a match tonight!
Spazz: There's also some beef between Reb and Ursula too! They might actually throw hands tonight!
Koss: We'll see but first, Captain Cosmo versus Dean Rose!!!
SEGMENT
We cut backstage to find Captain Cosmo dressed in a Sherlock Holmes outfit holding a bubble pipe in his right hand.Captain Cosmo: Watson! What do you remember about the last known whereabouts of the Cosmic Pug?!
Jeff: Watson? Who is Watson?
Captain Cosmo: You know! Sherlock Holmes’ right hand man! The fictional detective created by Arthur Conan Doyle in the 1880’s!
Jeff: I’m familiar with it… but I’m asking who is Watson?
He rolls his eyes as he puffs on his bubble pipe.
Captain Cosmo: Gah! You are! Wait… are you filming this?!
Jeff: Yes.
Cosmo throws up his arms in annoyance.
Captain Cosmo: For the love of pug! Why didn’t you tell me?!
Jeff: I didn’t want to ruin what you were doing.
He puts the bubble pipe into his pocket before removing the hat and coat.
Captain Cosmo: You already ruined it!
Cosmo shakes his head as he puts his hands on his hips. After a few moments of awkward silence, his eyes go wide and he raises his hand, pointing to the ceiling.
Captain Cosmo: Ah, yes! Captain Cosmo has a match tonight! Against The Dean Rose!
He glances over to Jeff with a confused look on his face.
Captain Cosmo: What kind of person puts “The” in front of their name?! That’s just silly!
Cosmo shrugs.
Captain Cosmo: Anywho! It has come to my attention that this Dean fellow is quite the bully! Captain Cosmo does not like bullies! Bullies remind me of the Emu Federation! Curse you Emu Federation! I promise you will never get your hands on the Cosmic Pug!
He shakes his fist in anger while saying those last two sentences before then stopping and looking back to the camera.
Captain Cosmo: I apologise for my outburst there, fans and friends of Captain Cosmo! As for you Dean Rose? I hope you’re ready for an intergalactic fight of the ages when you go one on one against the greatest captain to ever travel the universe! Captain… Cosmo!
Cosmo places his closed fists on his hips and grins widely as we cut elsewhere.
Spazz: Well... looks like Wendy ain't the only looney fuck in this bin!
Koss: he's an odd one, but we'll see what he's made of when he takes on the brutal Scotsman, Dean Rose, coming up next!
The bell goes *DING* and Dean Rose hits Cosmo with a cheap shot out of the gate! He drives the good Captain back with an onslaught of strikes until suddenly a back elbow blasts Dean back, sending him staggering. He shouts out loudly, "HAVE YOU SEEN THE COSMIC PUG?!" He then pulls out a poster of the dog in question, which confuses Dean, who then punches Cosmo through the poster and resumes his assault. "FUCK YOU AND YOUR STUPID DOG, BITCH!!!" Dean shouts. Cosmo gets angry and manages to hit a wicked European uppercut followed by THE COSMO KICK! Dean is spun around, dropping to one knee and clearly shook.
"DON'T YOU SPEAK OF THE COSMIC PUG THAT WAY!" Cosmo shouts. Dean gets to his feet, swaying slightly. He swings a wild haymaker and misses completely, getting caught in the DON'T TRUST EMUS STUNNER!!! He snaps off with an explosive fly back, landing sprawled out in the middle of the ring. Cosmo promptly puts a boot on Dean's chest with a HUGE grin and crossing his arms over his chest. 1-2-3!!!
WINNER: CAPTAIN COSMO!!!
Koss: Do not trash talk the Cosmic Pug!
Spazz: HE WILL FFFFFUCK YOU UP, DAWG!!
Koss: Indeed he will!
Halocene and Cole Roland’s cover of “You Give Love a Bad Name” blasts the house speakers as the Rebel, Melinda Rhodes, steps out to ringside. However, she’s dressed in full ring gear and looking ready to compete. There’s an angry look in her eyes as she heads straight to the ring, sliding in and hopping to a stand with a fist in the air. She pulls the microphone from the belt around her waist and brings it to her lips, the music cutting instantly.
Rebel: Alright… URSULA VON ROSSBACH! STEP ON OUT HERE!!!
Out steps the Lady Terminator as her theme, “Unforgiven” by Sevendust plays, her pyro exploding around her as she stands dressed in her leather ring gear, gleaming championship on her shoulder. A scowl is written on her face as she strides down to ringside at her own pace, eyes never leaving the Rebel in her midst. She enters and steps right up to the Rebel, pulling out her microphone from the back of her tights and bringing them to her lips.
UVR: I see you have your gear on. Pugnacious, are we?
Melinda shoots Ursula a wicked grin, inching in as if looking to say something, only to haul her hand back and rock Ursula’s head to the right with a wicked slap. Von Rossbach takes the hit without any resistance, her hair even whipping dramatically, but her body otherwise does not buckle. Slowly she looks back to Rhodes and leans in. There is no fear, only what might be the closest thing to pity she can muster.
UVR: Do you really want this?
Rebel: You disrespect me in my own house, the bitch who gave you the first real big break of your wrestling career and that’s while having misgivings about you three years ago. Everything you are now traces back to this ring, these fans, that belt resting on your shoulder! ALL OF IT!!!
Slowly a smirk creeps across Ursula’s lips.
UVR: Congratulations, Melinda, you were brave enough to take a chance, however as my work has proven elsewhere, you did not make me.
She leans in even closer, getting face to face with Melinda.
UVR: *I* made my success. You were just an early adopter, but as it stands *you* need *me* because if I left this company right now, it would all fall apart.
The smirk goes away as she slips the belt from her shoulder, still staring into the eyes of the Rebel who fumes right back at her.
UVR: You may have bought the foundation, but I built this castle with hard work and devotion. Many times I wanted to leave this and be done with your drama, but my professionalism won out each time. I am sick of your games, Rhodes. I allowed you this one free hit because yes, I have disrespected you, but you earned that disrespect from me. Time and again you interfered in my affairs and in your latest transgression, took away an opportunity to teach someone a valuable lesson that they shall now be learning elsewhere to the benefit of someone else’s ticket sales IN MOSCOW!
For the first time, Rhodes appears to rethink things, her expression a bit frustrated as she turns away from Ursula, head lowered. Slowly she brings her microphone back up to her face.
Rebel: You’re right of course, that was a fuck up on my part.
She turns sideways to Ursula, casting a side gaze to her.
Rebel: Ultimately I lost out on that deal, reminding the world that I ain’t perfect…. Just like being out here right now trying to pick a fight with one of my roster. Straight up, Ursula, I’m fucking jealous of you…. How the fuck are you everything I used to be….want to be? What the hell happened?
Ursula tilts her head back and thinks about the question, regarding her employer and one-time rival for a moment.
UVR: I never compromised who I am at my core, Mrs. Rhodes. Villain or Heroine, I have only ever been one person, Ursula Von Rossbach. You struggle because who you think you should be isn’t who you are, but if you think fighting me will help you, then so be it.
The champion steps in closer.
UVR: Choose wisely what you think is best for you here and now. I am prepared to put myself at a disadvantage tonight against Mrs. Maguire in my title defense if need be.
Once more Melinda gets in Ursula’s face, staring hard at her for several seconds. There’s anger and frustration in those dark eyes. The Lady Terminator drops the microphone, steps back, and opens her arms up in invitation. It looks as if everything is about to explode when suddenly the owner of SRW takes in a deep breath, lowers her head and chuckles softly.
Rebel: ….Fuck it. I came out here spoiling for a fight and here I am all twisted up in knots. You’re fucking with my head, Ursula and while I don’t like it…. There’s a ring of truth to every damn thing you’ve said, which also pisses me off, but....
Her head lifts back up to gaze at the champion. The crowd are ansty, wanting a fight so badly between the two that they chant “FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”
Rebel: ….as much as I’d love to relive my glory days, this ain’t about real beef but my fucking ego. Nah, I won’t be the shit owner you say I am. I’m going to be better than that.
The Rebel walks up to her and taps the belt on her shoulder softly.
Rebel: Good luck, Queen Von Rossi.
She then slips out of the ring, leaving Ursula behind. The Lady Terminator watches her with a slight smirk.
Spazz: BOOOOOOOO!!! I WANTED TO SEE HANDS THROWN!!
Koss: I for one am glad. I don't want to lose a job because a promoter died in mortal combat.
"DON'T YOU SPEAK OF THE COSMIC PUG THAT WAY!" Cosmo shouts. Dean gets to his feet, swaying slightly. He swings a wild haymaker and misses completely, getting caught in the DON'T TRUST EMUS STUNNER!!! He snaps off with an explosive fly back, landing sprawled out in the middle of the ring. Cosmo promptly puts a boot on Dean's chest with a HUGE grin and crossing his arms over his chest. 1-2-3!!!
WINNER: CAPTAIN COSMO!!!
Koss: Do not trash talk the Cosmic Pug!
Spazz: HE WILL FFFFFUCK YOU UP, DAWG!!
Koss: Indeed he will!
SEGMENT
#SHOT THROUGH THA’ HEAAAAARRRTTT!!!
Halocene and Cole Roland’s cover of “You Give Love a Bad Name” blasts the house speakers as the Rebel, Melinda Rhodes, steps out to ringside. However, she’s dressed in full ring gear and looking ready to compete. There’s an angry look in her eyes as she heads straight to the ring, sliding in and hopping to a stand with a fist in the air. She pulls the microphone from the belt around her waist and brings it to her lips, the music cutting instantly.
Rebel: Alright… URSULA VON ROSSBACH! STEP ON OUT HERE!!!
Out steps the Lady Terminator as her theme, “Unforgiven” by Sevendust plays, her pyro exploding around her as she stands dressed in her leather ring gear, gleaming championship on her shoulder. A scowl is written on her face as she strides down to ringside at her own pace, eyes never leaving the Rebel in her midst. She enters and steps right up to the Rebel, pulling out her microphone from the back of her tights and bringing them to her lips.
UVR: I see you have your gear on. Pugnacious, are we?
Melinda shoots Ursula a wicked grin, inching in as if looking to say something, only to haul her hand back and rock Ursula’s head to the right with a wicked slap. Von Rossbach takes the hit without any resistance, her hair even whipping dramatically, but her body otherwise does not buckle. Slowly she looks back to Rhodes and leans in. There is no fear, only what might be the closest thing to pity she can muster.
UVR: Do you really want this?
Rebel: You disrespect me in my own house, the bitch who gave you the first real big break of your wrestling career and that’s while having misgivings about you three years ago. Everything you are now traces back to this ring, these fans, that belt resting on your shoulder! ALL OF IT!!!
Slowly a smirk creeps across Ursula’s lips.
UVR: Congratulations, Melinda, you were brave enough to take a chance, however as my work has proven elsewhere, you did not make me.
She leans in even closer, getting face to face with Melinda.
UVR: *I* made my success. You were just an early adopter, but as it stands *you* need *me* because if I left this company right now, it would all fall apart.
The smirk goes away as she slips the belt from her shoulder, still staring into the eyes of the Rebel who fumes right back at her.
UVR: You may have bought the foundation, but I built this castle with hard work and devotion. Many times I wanted to leave this and be done with your drama, but my professionalism won out each time. I am sick of your games, Rhodes. I allowed you this one free hit because yes, I have disrespected you, but you earned that disrespect from me. Time and again you interfered in my affairs and in your latest transgression, took away an opportunity to teach someone a valuable lesson that they shall now be learning elsewhere to the benefit of someone else’s ticket sales IN MOSCOW!
For the first time, Rhodes appears to rethink things, her expression a bit frustrated as she turns away from Ursula, head lowered. Slowly she brings her microphone back up to her face.
Rebel: You’re right of course, that was a fuck up on my part.
She turns sideways to Ursula, casting a side gaze to her.
Rebel: Ultimately I lost out on that deal, reminding the world that I ain’t perfect…. Just like being out here right now trying to pick a fight with one of my roster. Straight up, Ursula, I’m fucking jealous of you…. How the fuck are you everything I used to be….want to be? What the hell happened?
Ursula tilts her head back and thinks about the question, regarding her employer and one-time rival for a moment.
UVR: I never compromised who I am at my core, Mrs. Rhodes. Villain or Heroine, I have only ever been one person, Ursula Von Rossbach. You struggle because who you think you should be isn’t who you are, but if you think fighting me will help you, then so be it.
The champion steps in closer.
UVR: Choose wisely what you think is best for you here and now. I am prepared to put myself at a disadvantage tonight against Mrs. Maguire in my title defense if need be.
Once more Melinda gets in Ursula’s face, staring hard at her for several seconds. There’s anger and frustration in those dark eyes. The Lady Terminator drops the microphone, steps back, and opens her arms up in invitation. It looks as if everything is about to explode when suddenly the owner of SRW takes in a deep breath, lowers her head and chuckles softly.
Rebel: ….Fuck it. I came out here spoiling for a fight and here I am all twisted up in knots. You’re fucking with my head, Ursula and while I don’t like it…. There’s a ring of truth to every damn thing you’ve said, which also pisses me off, but....
Her head lifts back up to gaze at the champion. The crowd are ansty, wanting a fight so badly between the two that they chant “FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”
Rebel: ….as much as I’d love to relive my glory days, this ain’t about real beef but my fucking ego. Nah, I won’t be the shit owner you say I am. I’m going to be better than that.
The Rebel walks up to her and taps the belt on her shoulder softly.
Rebel: Good luck, Queen Von Rossi.
She then slips out of the ring, leaving Ursula behind. The Lady Terminator watches her with a slight smirk.
Spazz: BOOOOOOOO!!! I WANTED TO SEE HANDS THROWN!!
Koss: I for one am glad. I don't want to lose a job because a promoter died in mortal combat.
COMMERCIAL
-PATTI ROSE-VS-FAYE LANGE-
The veteran, Patti Rose, squares off with the taller rookie, Faye Lange and the two lock up. Immediately Patti pulls Faye into a side-headlock, only to be upended with a backdrop suplex! Faye gives the crowd a little flex of her arms, then slips an arm around Patti's neck, hoisting her up and hitting a DRAGON SUPLEX for a pin that results in a kickout at two!! Both women are on their feet and Faye fires off running big boot, but Pattie ducks, hits the ropes, and comes back with a Lou Thesz Press and Knuckle! After delivering several rapid fire right hands, Patti leaps off of Faye, pounding her fist and letting out a loud, "HELL YEAH!" to the fans! Faye gets up, shaking her head a bit and walks right into a hard right, only to answer with a wicked right of her own and a chest chop! Patti and Faye start exchanging blistering chest chops back and forth, until Faye manages to briefly stun Patti, then rears an arm back for a powerful lariat, but Patti ducks at the last second and JUMPING CUTTER!!!! Down goes Faye and Patti throws an arm over her for the 1-2-3!!!
WINNER: PATTI ROSE!!!
WINNER: PATTI ROSE!!!
Koss: Welcome back Patti Rose! Faye Lange was unprepared for the Mulleted Murder Machine!
Spazz: We got alotta' Roses up in here, you know that?
Koss: This is going to be a very confused roster at this rate.
SEGMENT
Esme Thunder: Isn’t he just the greatest?She follows after him as the show goes on.
We find ourselves backstage where Tracy Dixon is looking around. Sure enough, in runs her partner, whom is noticeably wearing rather too much makeup.
Tracy: JESUS WENDS! What’s with all the makeup?! I... uh... mean, it looks GREAT!
House tilts her head to one side.
House: Well... those meanie-poo head bints we’re facing said we were a couple of uggos an’ beasties an’ while dat might be twue in you’s case, it still kinda upset me’s. So me figured if me’s wore all makeup like a big gwown woman, some pwince charming might sweep me’s off me’s feet, wather than havin’ to go wiv you’s to the ugly bug ball.
Tracy: The.... what?!
House: It’s where the ugly bugs go.
Tracy: Gotcha.
House: To cavort wiv other ugly bugs.
Tracy: Yep.
House: Like you’s.
Tracy: YEAH, UH-HUH, I GET IT!
House: Oh. You’s should have said alweady,
Dixon grumbles.
Tracy: I DID say it.
House: Say what?
Tracy: That thing you said I didn’t say, even if I did.
Wendy seems to realize the conversation.
House: OHHHHH!
She turns to look at her friend.
House: You did mean the part about yous being ugly, right?
Now Dixon just loses it.
Tracy: YES WENDS I GET IT! YOU THINK I’M UGLY AND I HAVE TO GO TO THE UGLY BUG BALL WITH THE OTHER UGLIES, I GOT IT GOOD!
Wendy nods then ponders.
House: I mean..yeah, if yous get a date.
Tracy: WHAT?!?
House: Well, I mean just because the bugs are ugly don’t mean they won’t have standards I mean I R the pwetty one of the two of us, obvo totes adorables del grande..well not as grande as you, since yous like two Houses
Tracy: SHUT UPPPP
House: Mebbe three actually.
TracY SHUT! UP!
Wendy cowers down a tad, sounding sad.
House: Those could be really pretty three little houses though..not like the dump yous live in.
We can see Dixon doing her best not to punch her friend in the face.
Tracy: You know Wends, someone with less patience and self confidence could clean your clock for what you’ve just said.
Wendy seems baffled holding up her wrist.
House: Jokes on dem me’s got a watch! Look it has Mickey Mouse on it, there is a big hand a little hand and those pretty white gloves too. Oh shoes, I should have gotten gloves like that!
Tracy: ...why?
House: So when I punch those meanies in the face for calling my fwiend ugly I wouldn’t smear me fists with their animal tested, overpriced, brand inflated pwoducts!
Tracy: Gee, thanks, buddy.
Wendy: Look, me’s know me pokes at you’s for bein’ fat an dumpy an’ stuffs, but dat’s because you’s me’s fwiend. Me’s gotta tease you’s a bit to keep you’s in check. Dat doesn’t mean me’s gonna let a bunch of meanie bints be mean to me’s fwiend. An’...
Suddenly, as if out of nowhere, CCM shows up, eating a large hotdog, nearly knocking over the camera.
CCM: Oops, sorry mate.
Dixon arches a brow.
Tracy: What the stuff are you doing here?
CCM shrugs.
CCM: Everyone has to be somewhere.
House: Stuff that, where’s did you’s get dat hot dog?!
CCM: They got a batch in catering.
House: LATERS!!!!
House runs off, with Tracy blinking before running after her.
Tracy: Wendy! We gotta match! WENDS! WEEEENNNNNDDDDYYYYYY!!!!
CCM looks after them before chuckling.
CCM: Maybe I should have mentioned I took the last one...
He walks off laughing to himself before we head back to ringside.
Koss: And that match is going down, NEXT!!!
Spazz: Wendy's kinda' hot with the whore paint, no lie.
Koss: Mikey, she has a child's mind in a 30-something year old body!
Spazz: Fuck.... I know and it freaks me the fuck out, Joey!!!
-HOUSE OF DIX-VS-SOCIALITES-
The bell sounds and Tiffany Lynn Page smirks into the ring, her two sisters debating who should start with a sort of mock seriousness to it that tells everyone watching they don’t really think it matters at all. As the two continue their “debate”, Dixon grabs her partner and throws House into the corner. House crashes into both Danielle and Vanessa, sending them stumbling against the turnbuckles. Dixon follows in with a cannonball on Vanessa. Vanessa rolls out to the floor while Danielle takes a swing at House. Dixon grabs Danielle and hits a big powerslam.
Danielle kicks out.
House heads to their corner as Dixon gets up, runs to the ropes and looks for a big splash. Danielle rolls out of the way and then goes all the way to the floor to regroup next to her sisters. Tiffany Lynn jumps up onto the apron in front of Vanessa and Danielle and starts an argument with the referee just so that Dixon can’t follow out in a straight line. Dixon marches over and then turns around. House runs at her and uses Dixon for a boost into a tope con hilo over the referee and Tiffany Lynn out onto Danielle and Vanessa 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!!!”
Dixon turns and walks over to where the stunned Tiffany Lynn is still standing, staring back at her sisters as House hops up and rolls back into the ring. Dixon reaches for Tiffany Lynn, but the elder Page Sister drops away to the floor, looking horrified that Dixon got as close as she did to making contact with her. Vanessa and Danielle get to their feet, reach in and grab Dixon by her ankles, pulling her down to the floor. The two start to pound away on her, Vanessa spraying her in the face with something before Danielle hits Diamonds Are Forever on the floor. Danielle dives into the ring, Vanessa right behind her. The two grab House and hit a double suplex before Vanessa covers.
House kicks out.
Vanessa tags in Danielle and the Socialites take turns working over House that ends with Danielle covering again after a spinebuster.
House kicks out.
The two stand and House gets Danielle in a small package.
Danielle kicks out.
Danielle tags in Vanessa and staggers to her feet near the ropes. House hits a dropkick that sends Danielle flying through the ropes out onto Tiffany Lynn, sending both sisters to the floor. Vanessa goes to spray House with the perfume bottle from earlier only for House to superkick the bottle clean out of Vanessa's hand. House starts to blast Vanessa in the head with repeated elbow strikes to the skull and Vanessa goes down. House covers.
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WINNERS: HOUSE OF DIX!!
Koss: House of Dix redeeming themselves tonight against the Socialites!
Spazz: Fuckin' close though! Could've gone either way a couple times there!
Koss: Too right you are!
Killer Carter: Big match for us tonight, Gabs.
Taza nods slowly.
Taza Carbajal: It is quite… sudden.
Killer Carter: You okay? I can imagine having to step into the ring against your sister would be quite a daunting thing to think about.
Taza nods.
Taza Carbajal: I do not know how to think of this. I did not expect it to happen so quickly.
Carter squats down so she’s at the same level as Taza and looks into her eyes, placing a hand on her shoulder.
Killer Carter: You think of this as any other match. We’re Shieldmaidens… and one of the things we’re going to have to get used too when there’s a lot of us in the same company is that they’re going to be times like this when we have to fight one another. Hell, there could be a time when you and I have to step into the ring against each other. I know that when it comes to Bullet and Bandit, it’s more than just the fact we’re all Maidens. Bullet’s your sister and Bandit is her girlfriend so it’s closer to home. But you know fine well that they’ll be coming at us with everything they’ve got and they’ll be expecting us to do the same.
Taza nods knowingly.
Taza Carbajal: I know, they would be insulted if we do not.
Killer Carter: Damn right they would be, and we’ll never hear the end of it from them considering we live with them. And think about it, Gabs? Bullet and Bandit are a decorated tag team… if we manage to pull off a win tonight? Just imagine the possibilities.
Taza manages a smile.
Taza Carbajal: We would follow in their footsteps and add to the legacy of Shieldmaidens tag teams like Mayhem, Psycho and Drago, ST, The Purge, Gallus Mag, the Riot Group, Bandit and Widow and Bandit and Sam! We would be adding ourselves to that list!
KC nods and smiles herself.
Killer Carter: Exactly! So tell me… are you ready to go out there and make it two wins outta two for Chaos AD?
Taza grins.
Taza Carbajal: ¡Qué chimba! ¡Vamos a hacerlo!
Carter pats Taza on her back, nodding.
Killer Carter: Let’s go kick some ass then!
Taza then gets to her feet and the two women exit the locker room as we cut elsewhere.
Bullet: Chaos A.D….
Bandit nods stiffly.
Bandit: Somebody had a sense of humor, didn’t they?
Bullet just stares, seemingly unamused.
Bullet: We live in the same house! Taza is my sister and Killer is to be her wife! We live together! We train together and when the situation calls for it, we fight together!
Bandit nods stiffly again.
Bandit: Promotions need to learn, even when you make us fight each other, all that happens is we get stronger! Every company has tried this, be it Mile High making Ale fight Sam in a ladder match or making me and Psycho fight the Purge! EWC tried it as well with making Ale fight Sam and Robi and now we get this…
A slight nod
Bullet: Do not forget to remember the times psycho has had to fight sister Maidens for hardcore championships!
A smile finally dawns on Bandit’s face.
Bandit: She has, hasn’t she?
Bullet nods.
Bullet: People like to make the little tattooed crazy Irish woman fight…
Bandit: And she likes to oblige them.
Bullet nods.
Bullet: As we will as well. Gabriela, Kara, we will see you in the ring and you believe that we will come for everything as we do with anyone else!
Bandit smirks.
Bandit: Somehow, with your baby sister and KC, I don’t see that being a problem, Ale. They’re gonna want to make a point with us too!
Bullet nods.
Bullet: Es la verdad.
Bandit’s smirk becomes a grin.
Bandit: Let’s go see what kind of chaos they can dream up!
Danielle kicks out.
House heads to their corner as Dixon gets up, runs to the ropes and looks for a big splash. Danielle rolls out of the way and then goes all the way to the floor to regroup next to her sisters. Tiffany Lynn jumps up onto the apron in front of Vanessa and Danielle and starts an argument with the referee just so that Dixon can’t follow out in a straight line. Dixon marches over and then turns around. House runs at her and uses Dixon for a boost into a tope con hilo over the referee and Tiffany Lynn out onto Danielle and Vanessa 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!!!”
Dixon turns and walks over to where the stunned Tiffany Lynn is still standing, staring back at her sisters as House hops up and rolls back into the ring. Dixon reaches for Tiffany Lynn, but the elder Page Sister drops away to the floor, looking horrified that Dixon got as close as she did to making contact with her. Vanessa and Danielle get to their feet, reach in and grab Dixon by her ankles, pulling her down to the floor. The two start to pound away on her, Vanessa spraying her in the face with something before Danielle hits Diamonds Are Forever on the floor. Danielle dives into the ring, Vanessa right behind her. The two grab House and hit a double suplex before Vanessa covers.
House kicks out.
Vanessa tags in Danielle and the Socialites take turns working over House that ends with Danielle covering again after a spinebuster.
House kicks out.
The two stand and House gets Danielle in a small package.
Danielle kicks out.
Danielle tags in Vanessa and staggers to her feet near the ropes. House hits a dropkick that sends Danielle flying through the ropes out onto Tiffany Lynn, sending both sisters to the floor. Vanessa goes to spray House with the perfume bottle from earlier only for House to superkick the bottle clean out of Vanessa's hand. House starts to blast Vanessa in the head with repeated elbow strikes to the skull and Vanessa goes down. House covers.
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WINNERS: HOUSE OF DIX!!
Koss: House of Dix redeeming themselves tonight against the Socialites!
Spazz: Fuckin' close though! Could've gone either way a couple times there!
Koss: Too right you are!
SEGMENT
We cut backstage to the locker room belonging to Chaos AD, the tag team of Killer Carter and Gabriela “Taza” Carbajal, focused on the large back of the former as the camera slowly pans out. Carter is finishing off taping her wrists while Taza is sitting down on a steel chair lacing up her boots as KC turns to her future wife.Killer Carter: Big match for us tonight, Gabs.
Taza nods slowly.
Taza Carbajal: It is quite… sudden.
Killer Carter: You okay? I can imagine having to step into the ring against your sister would be quite a daunting thing to think about.
Taza nods.
Taza Carbajal: I do not know how to think of this. I did not expect it to happen so quickly.
Carter squats down so she’s at the same level as Taza and looks into her eyes, placing a hand on her shoulder.
Killer Carter: You think of this as any other match. We’re Shieldmaidens… and one of the things we’re going to have to get used too when there’s a lot of us in the same company is that they’re going to be times like this when we have to fight one another. Hell, there could be a time when you and I have to step into the ring against each other. I know that when it comes to Bullet and Bandit, it’s more than just the fact we’re all Maidens. Bullet’s your sister and Bandit is her girlfriend so it’s closer to home. But you know fine well that they’ll be coming at us with everything they’ve got and they’ll be expecting us to do the same.
Taza nods knowingly.
Taza Carbajal: I know, they would be insulted if we do not.
Killer Carter: Damn right they would be, and we’ll never hear the end of it from them considering we live with them. And think about it, Gabs? Bullet and Bandit are a decorated tag team… if we manage to pull off a win tonight? Just imagine the possibilities.
Taza manages a smile.
Taza Carbajal: We would follow in their footsteps and add to the legacy of Shieldmaidens tag teams like Mayhem, Psycho and Drago, ST, The Purge, Gallus Mag, the Riot Group, Bandit and Widow and Bandit and Sam! We would be adding ourselves to that list!
KC nods and smiles herself.
Killer Carter: Exactly! So tell me… are you ready to go out there and make it two wins outta two for Chaos AD?
Taza grins.
Taza Carbajal: ¡Qué chimba! ¡Vamos a hacerlo!
Carter pats Taza on her back, nodding.
Killer Carter: Let’s go kick some ass then!
Taza then gets to her feet and the two women exit the locker room as we cut elsewhere.
SEGMENT
Backstage, the camera finds Alex “Bullet” Carbajal and Jackie “Bandit” Layton standing in the Shieldmaidens’ dressing room, seemingly by themselves.Bullet: Chaos A.D….
Bandit nods stiffly.
Bandit: Somebody had a sense of humor, didn’t they?
Bullet just stares, seemingly unamused.
Bullet: We live in the same house! Taza is my sister and Killer is to be her wife! We live together! We train together and when the situation calls for it, we fight together!
Bandit nods stiffly again.
Bandit: Promotions need to learn, even when you make us fight each other, all that happens is we get stronger! Every company has tried this, be it Mile High making Ale fight Sam in a ladder match or making me and Psycho fight the Purge! EWC tried it as well with making Ale fight Sam and Robi and now we get this…
A slight nod
Bullet: Do not forget to remember the times psycho has had to fight sister Maidens for hardcore championships!
A smile finally dawns on Bandit’s face.
Bandit: She has, hasn’t she?
Bullet nods.
Bullet: People like to make the little tattooed crazy Irish woman fight…
Bandit: And she likes to oblige them.
Bullet nods.
Bullet: As we will as well. Gabriela, Kara, we will see you in the ring and you believe that we will come for everything as we do with anyone else!
Bandit smirks.
Bandit: Somehow, with your baby sister and KC, I don’t see that being a problem, Ale. They’re gonna want to make a point with us too!
Bullet nods.
Bullet: Es la verdad.
Bandit’s smirk becomes a grin.
Bandit: Let’s go see what kind of chaos they can dream up!
-CHAOS A.D.-VS-RIOT GROUP-
The bell sounds and Bullet walks out, motioning at her sister to do the same. Taza does as asked, Bandit and Killer stepping out to their respective corners. Bullet motions at Taza to come on and the two get into their respective boxing stances. Taza starts to throw a few shots and Bullet catches her for an inside cradle.Taza kicks out and reverses.
Bullet kicks out and the two roll to their corners where tags are made. Bandit runs over and tries to hit and run, hitting a low dropkick to Killer’s knee. Bandit runs across the ring and comes back for another kick only for Killer to sidestep it. Bandit lands hard on the mat and Killer drops an elbow before covering.
Bandit kicks out.
Bandit reaches up and rolls Killer into a crucifix pin attempt.
Killer kicks out.
Killer tags in Taza and Taza jumps into a Thesz Press on Bandit. Taking the mount, Taza starts to pummel Bandit. Bandit throws her legs up and tries for an arm-in triangle but Taza flips through into a bridge for a jackknife pin.
Bandit kicks out.
Taza tags in Killer and Bandit eats a clothesline to the back. Killer drops a leg and covers.
Bandit kicks out.
Killer goes to pull Bandit up and gets pulled into an inside cradle. Killer rolls through and Bandit kicks out with no count ever being made. Being close enough, Bandit tags in Bullet. Killer meets her coming in and the two start trading shots. Bullet starts to win the boxing match but Killer gets in a knee to the gut and then goes for a powerbomb. Bullet reverses into a sunset flip.
Killer kicks out.
Bullet tags in Bandit and they look for the double team on Killer. Killer gets loose and tags in Taza. Killer hits Bullet with a big clothesline and then catches Bandit. She motions for Taza to go up and they hit El Martillo on Bandit. Taza covers as Killer goes to cut off Bullet.
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Taza sits up, shock registering on her face as Killer comes over to celebrate with her. Bullet stands up, looking on proudly at her sister as Taza jumps into Killer’s arms. Bandit slowly gets to her feet and she and Bullet move to extend their hands to Taza and Killer. Taza and Killer disentangle themselves and accept their hands before hugging their family.
WINNERS: CHAOS A.D.!!
Koss: A very game Killer Carter and Taza just got a huge win over one of the most decorated tag teams in SRW tonight!
Spazz: Yeah, ya don't just walk up to the house of the Riot Group and win out the bat!
Koss: Indeed. Good job. We'll see how they fair going forward.
SEGMENT
Backstage, the camera finds “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire standing in the Shieldmaidens’ dressing room, seemingly all by herself. As the camera moves to focus on her, Psycho smiles.Psycho: Aurora Zambrotta, I want tae tank ye…
She nods to the camera, knowing full well everyone watching is probably frowning in confusion.
Psycho: Ye an’ Valerie Beasley bote, actually.
She looks down at her championship and nods to herself some more.
Psycho: Ye could have made this fight paersonal. Ye challengin’ me fer a championship an’ wit th’ history baetwaen Valerie an’ me family.
She slaps the championship and looks back into the camera.
Psycho: But Valerie an’ me sister have managed tae maintain tings baetwaen them an’ this fight stayed professional. Ye an’ i have a date wit destiny now, Aurora. Th’ pair o’ us step intae tha ring wit no rael rules tae spark o’ aside from pound aech utter until we kinna bae poundin’ aech utter ennimore.
Raising the championship up, Psycho’s smile fades.
Psycho: Valerie kin bae helpin’ ye get ready but nuttin’ really prepares ye fer matches like dis. Me sisters n th’ Maidens help me fer every fight but when tha bell sounds, they kinna bae fightin’ fer me. I’m out there in tha ring all by meself an’ tha bae where ye find ye’self as well!
She lays the championship on the floor in front of her as if using it to draw a line.
Psycho: We step intae tha crucible an’ burn everything’ else away until we bae left wit th’ trite, fer or better or worse at th’ end!
Psycho nods pointedly to the camera.
Psycho: I’m ready tae light this one up, Aurora, are ye?
She nods, smiling into the camera as if she just heard an affirmative answer.
Psycho: Then haer we go!
HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP
-PSYCHO MAGUIRE (C)-VS-AURORA ZAMBROTTA-
The bell sounds and Aurora starts bouncing Psycho around the ring like a basketball. She throws Psycho into the corner and Psycho bounces off the turnbuckles. Aurora catches her coming out for a spinning belly to belly suplex that sees Aurora land on top of Psycho like modified powerslam.
Psycho kicks out.
Aurora clubs Psycho and then jumps up into a splash.
Psycho kicks out.
Aurora gets Psycho up and throws her around the ring some more, ending with Psycho rolling out to the floor to get away. Aurora tries to come out after her and Psycho catches her with a pump kick that stuns Aurora while still in the ropes. Psycho grabs a steel chair and blasts Aurora between the eyes with it. Aurora falls back into the ring and Psycho tosses in the chair, diving in for the cover.
Aurora kicks out.
Psycho looks to mount the larger woman but Aurora is able to overpower Psycho and reverse the position. As Aurora tries to hammer away, Psycho scratches at her eyes and then knees her in the stomach. Psycho rolls Aurora over into a cradle.
Aurora kicks out.
Psycho grabs the chair and tosses it to Aurora. Aurora catches it and Psycho jumps into a VanDaminator. Aurora goes down and Psycho covers.
Aurora barely gets a shoulder up.
Psycho grabs the chair again and looks to use it only for Aurora to punch it back into Psycho’s face. Psycho falls to one knee, bleeding from the face. Aurora throws everything she’s got into a waistlock and then throws Psycho over into a bridging German suplex.
Psycho kicks out.
The two women stagger to their feet, neither moving anywhere near perfectly. As they reach their feet, Psycho spins into Gealtachta and Aurora goes down like she’s been shot. Psycho falls into the cover.
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WINNER AND STILL HARDCORE CHAMPION: PSYCHO MAGUIRE!!!
Koss: Psycho continues to dominate the Hardcore Division as it's champion!
Spazz: She didn't even use a ton of weapons either! WTF this ain't a Hardcore match! Only like one fucking weapon?! What the Fuck!!!
Koss: I for one appreciate the greater focus on actual wrestling ability in this match. Psycho proving she can go with or without weapons!
Valerie: Bianca Davis, Veronica Taylor, you two sluts have been thorns in our sides for a few weeks now. I don't know what we did to piss you off but you should have kept your nose out of ours. You see I warned you but you failed to heed those warnings. I am done playing nice. If you hookers want to use the number system then LA and myself will show you why we are the last ones to fucking piss off.
Valerie takes in a deep breath as LA rips off the eye patch. She smirks.
LA: Talley oh bitches. My vision has returned to one hundred percent. My anger has been at a level that would set off a bottle rocket. You two shitbags have no idea the kind of hell is coming your way. The Sisters of Destruction aren't just out for the win. We are out for blood. Consider yourselves warned.
Valerie shakes her head.
Valerie: The Bitch Destroyer has been unleashed. BEWARE THE FIST.
The two sisters step out of the shot as the cameras cut away.
Bianca Davis: Want a tip here’s one don’t run with scissors.
The girls all laugh at Bianca’s bitchyness, she smirks proudly as the driver walks off dejected. As they all share a laugh as Veronica speaks up in a bitchy tone, to match her best friends as she holds her nose spraying around them.
Veronica Taylor: Ugh how have you been here so long this air in this cesspool is disgusting. Clearly, this is the inferior Rome, then again it’s hard to tell anymore. .Because Italy except for Milian has gone really downhill as of late. And that man I thought he was gonna kill us with how he is driving? Like they would have to cancel the show if the Influencers couldn’t make it.
They walk off sauntering together in a group with most of the staff avoiding them, not wanting to get on the bad side of these five women. As the sound of their heels made clacking sounds on the hard concrete floor. As Tiffany, finally pipes up herself.
Tiffany Lynn Page: Exactly, girls like if we would have messed up my hair or any of ours with that awful driving ugh! And he took the wrong route he took us through the ghetto right after taking us through the sticks.
Danielle Page: True, we are important and need to be treated as such like Vanessa is your hand okay I mean we don’t want the real fist of SRW to be injured, do we?
The five girls share a catty laugh, as the fans boo the statement loudly.
Vanessa Page: My hand is fine, it could have been hurt by that maniac’s driving but thankfully it will be fine perfect for knocking out crazy physcos like Wendy House. As was proven last show how many did I knock out? Must be a record.
They once let out a catty giggle as they keep on walking soon stopping see a staff member something about them disgusts the girls highly as Bianca says in a loud bitchy tone.
Bianca Davis: Oh my god look at that its the ugliest skirt I have ever seen.
The girls let out a bitchy laugh as they move slightly closer, at least until the scent hits them from the staff member. As Veronica sprays some more perfume around them, before saying in a bitchy tone.
Veronica Taylor: Like where did you buy that thing Goodwill? Must be with the peanuts you’re probably paid in. Also, that smell ew you should of at least washed it first ugh reminds us of the smell of those crybabies the Beastly Sisters.
Danielle Page: Don’t get me started, poor thing and also that skin condition of yours like there are things that can help with that girl and we know just the things. Because, after all not everyone can be flawless like us but they can be less hideous with some work for sure.
Vanessa Page: Some you mean a lot of work because judging from this one she was blessed with all the worst genes.
The Infuelcners all share a catty giggle as the girl in front of them looks slightly embarrassed as Bianca looks at them giving them a fake look of concern as she says, in a bitchy tone.
Bianca Davis: Aw don’t worry we can always help after all we are your hashtag Influencers and as your Influencers. We are here to make SRW a better, and prettier place. And from the looks of you totally need our help.
Veronica Taylor: Much like those nasty House of Dix and those fugly looking beastly sisters. Both are going to get their well-deserved make over tonight, but why not start our day off early and help this basic right girls?
They move closer to the frightened girl as Biana holds them back letting out a catty laugh before putting a hand on her hip.
Bianca Davis: I mean where would we even begin? Honestly, it’s not worth it right now. We got bigger and better things two big makeovers we have to give out and show SRW once again why we are above the rank and file around here. That we are the true Queens here and its about time we got treated like the stars we are.
Danielle Page: Next time you bow in our presence.
Vanessa Page: Or else expect trouble!
Veronica Taylor: Sorry bout it.
The five women walk past the staff in a bitchy manner, as they sigh with relief that their interaction with the Influencers was over, as they soon enter the arena and the scene then fades to black.
-PRETTY COMMITTEE-VS-SISTERS OF DESTRUCTION-Psycho kicks out.
Aurora clubs Psycho and then jumps up into a splash.
Psycho kicks out.
Aurora gets Psycho up and throws her around the ring some more, ending with Psycho rolling out to the floor to get away. Aurora tries to come out after her and Psycho catches her with a pump kick that stuns Aurora while still in the ropes. Psycho grabs a steel chair and blasts Aurora between the eyes with it. Aurora falls back into the ring and Psycho tosses in the chair, diving in for the cover.
Aurora kicks out.
Psycho looks to mount the larger woman but Aurora is able to overpower Psycho and reverse the position. As Aurora tries to hammer away, Psycho scratches at her eyes and then knees her in the stomach. Psycho rolls Aurora over into a cradle.
Aurora kicks out.
Psycho grabs the chair and tosses it to Aurora. Aurora catches it and Psycho jumps into a VanDaminator. Aurora goes down and Psycho covers.
Aurora barely gets a shoulder up.
Psycho grabs the chair again and looks to use it only for Aurora to punch it back into Psycho’s face. Psycho falls to one knee, bleeding from the face. Aurora throws everything she’s got into a waistlock and then throws Psycho over into a bridging German suplex.
Psycho kicks out.
The two women stagger to their feet, neither moving anywhere near perfectly. As they reach their feet, Psycho spins into Gealtachta and Aurora goes down like she’s been shot. Psycho falls into the cover.
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WINNER AND STILL HARDCORE CHAMPION: PSYCHO MAGUIRE!!!
Koss: Psycho continues to dominate the Hardcore Division as it's champion!
Spazz: She didn't even use a ton of weapons either! WTF this ain't a Hardcore match! Only like one fucking weapon?! What the Fuck!!!
Koss: I for one appreciate the greater focus on actual wrestling ability in this match. Psycho proving she can go with or without weapons!
SEGMENT
The cameras cut to the back as Valerie and LA Beasley are preparing for their match against the two wannabe supermodels. Valerie doesn't look to be smiling as LA is cracking her neck from side to side. Valerie: Bianca Davis, Veronica Taylor, you two sluts have been thorns in our sides for a few weeks now. I don't know what we did to piss you off but you should have kept your nose out of ours. You see I warned you but you failed to heed those warnings. I am done playing nice. If you hookers want to use the number system then LA and myself will show you why we are the last ones to fucking piss off.
Valerie takes in a deep breath as LA rips off the eye patch. She smirks.
LA: Talley oh bitches. My vision has returned to one hundred percent. My anger has been at a level that would set off a bottle rocket. You two shitbags have no idea the kind of hell is coming your way. The Sisters of Destruction aren't just out for the win. We are out for blood. Consider yourselves warned.
Valerie shakes her head.
Valerie: The Bitch Destroyer has been unleashed. BEWARE THE FIST.
The two sisters step out of the shot as the cameras cut away.
SEGMENT
The scene opens up when a long white stretch limo arrives at the arena in Rome, Georgia. The license plate says Influencers which of course gets the fans to boo at the arrival of the Mean Girls of SRW. As the limo stops the driver pops out and opens the door first steps the manager of the Influencers Tiffany Lynn Page followed by her sisters Danielle, and Vanessa. Then after that Veronica Taylor exits followed by The Queen B herself Bianca Davis. They are all dressed to the nines as usual for the Influencer. As Bianca looks at the driver and waves him off dismissively as she says.Bianca Davis: Want a tip here’s one don’t run with scissors.
The girls all laugh at Bianca’s bitchyness, she smirks proudly as the driver walks off dejected. As they all share a laugh as Veronica speaks up in a bitchy tone, to match her best friends as she holds her nose spraying around them.
Veronica Taylor: Ugh how have you been here so long this air in this cesspool is disgusting. Clearly, this is the inferior Rome, then again it’s hard to tell anymore. .Because Italy except for Milian has gone really downhill as of late. And that man I thought he was gonna kill us with how he is driving? Like they would have to cancel the show if the Influencers couldn’t make it.
They walk off sauntering together in a group with most of the staff avoiding them, not wanting to get on the bad side of these five women. As the sound of their heels made clacking sounds on the hard concrete floor. As Tiffany, finally pipes up herself.
Tiffany Lynn Page: Exactly, girls like if we would have messed up my hair or any of ours with that awful driving ugh! And he took the wrong route he took us through the ghetto right after taking us through the sticks.
Danielle Page: True, we are important and need to be treated as such like Vanessa is your hand okay I mean we don’t want the real fist of SRW to be injured, do we?
The five girls share a catty laugh, as the fans boo the statement loudly.
Vanessa Page: My hand is fine, it could have been hurt by that maniac’s driving but thankfully it will be fine perfect for knocking out crazy physcos like Wendy House. As was proven last show how many did I knock out? Must be a record.
They once let out a catty giggle as they keep on walking soon stopping see a staff member something about them disgusts the girls highly as Bianca says in a loud bitchy tone.
Bianca Davis: Oh my god look at that its the ugliest skirt I have ever seen.
The girls let out a bitchy laugh as they move slightly closer, at least until the scent hits them from the staff member. As Veronica sprays some more perfume around them, before saying in a bitchy tone.
Veronica Taylor: Like where did you buy that thing Goodwill? Must be with the peanuts you’re probably paid in. Also, that smell ew you should of at least washed it first ugh reminds us of the smell of those crybabies the Beastly Sisters.
Danielle Page: Don’t get me started, poor thing and also that skin condition of yours like there are things that can help with that girl and we know just the things. Because, after all not everyone can be flawless like us but they can be less hideous with some work for sure.
Vanessa Page: Some you mean a lot of work because judging from this one she was blessed with all the worst genes.
The Infuelcners all share a catty giggle as the girl in front of them looks slightly embarrassed as Bianca looks at them giving them a fake look of concern as she says, in a bitchy tone.
Bianca Davis: Aw don’t worry we can always help after all we are your hashtag Influencers and as your Influencers. We are here to make SRW a better, and prettier place. And from the looks of you totally need our help.
Veronica Taylor: Much like those nasty House of Dix and those fugly looking beastly sisters. Both are going to get their well-deserved make over tonight, but why not start our day off early and help this basic right girls?
They move closer to the frightened girl as Biana holds them back letting out a catty laugh before putting a hand on her hip.
Bianca Davis: I mean where would we even begin? Honestly, it’s not worth it right now. We got bigger and better things two big makeovers we have to give out and show SRW once again why we are above the rank and file around here. That we are the true Queens here and its about time we got treated like the stars we are.
Danielle Page: Next time you bow in our presence.
Vanessa Page: Or else expect trouble!
Veronica Taylor: Sorry bout it.
The five women walk past the staff in a bitchy manner, as they sigh with relief that their interaction with the Influencers was over, as they soon enter the arena and the scene then fades to black.
The bell sounds and the Beasley Sisters waste no time in running across the ring and starting in on Veronica and Bianca. Valerie starts to throw punches, pounding away on Veronica in the corner while L.A. starts to suplex Bianca all over the ring. L.A. gets to the middle of the ring and covers Bianca.
Veronica breaks free and makes the save.
Valerie comes over and gives Veronica a bridging German suplex.
Bianca breaks up the pin.
The Sisters of Destruction start to double team and pound on Bianca, hammering her all around the ring. Veronica gets up to make the save and they turn and start hammering away on her. They hit Veronica with Border To Border and then L.A. covers.
Bianca makes the save.
Valerie grabs Bianca and tosses her aside. L.A. pulls up Veronica and the Sisters of Destruction hit the Manual of Destruction on Veronica. L.A. covers again.
Bianca makes the save, scratching at Valerie’s eyes as she goes.
She kicks L.A. low and then pulls Veronica to the floor. Bianca waves her arm dismissively and stars to hurry towards the ramp, bringing her partner with her. The referee demands they come back but Banca screams something about uggos not deserving and keeps going. The referee calls them back but Bianca just keeps talking shit as they go. Finally, the referee shrugs and starts counting.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
4!!!
Bianca keeps going, screaming at the masses about being filthy uggos and basics.
5!!!
6!!!
7!!!
Bianca reaches the top of the entryway with Veronica with her. She screams one last time and then takes her leave through the curtain.
8!!!
9!!!
10!!!
WINNERS: SISTERS OF DESTRUCTION!!!
Spazz: RUN BIZNITCHES! THEYS GONNA' FUCK YOUR SHIT UP AND EAT YO LUNCH!!!
Koss: The Pretty Committee clearly bugging out to keep from getting seriously damaged in the ring here by two very pissed off Beasleys!
Spazz: Beasley? Call 'em Beastly because those bitches brought the ROAR up in this motherfucker!!!!
Veronica breaks free and makes the save.
Valerie comes over and gives Veronica a bridging German suplex.
Bianca breaks up the pin.
The Sisters of Destruction start to double team and pound on Bianca, hammering her all around the ring. Veronica gets up to make the save and they turn and start hammering away on her. They hit Veronica with Border To Border and then L.A. covers.
Bianca makes the save.
Valerie grabs Bianca and tosses her aside. L.A. pulls up Veronica and the Sisters of Destruction hit the Manual of Destruction on Veronica. L.A. covers again.
Bianca makes the save, scratching at Valerie’s eyes as she goes.
She kicks L.A. low and then pulls Veronica to the floor. Bianca waves her arm dismissively and stars to hurry towards the ramp, bringing her partner with her. The referee demands they come back but Banca screams something about uggos not deserving and keeps going. The referee calls them back but Bianca just keeps talking shit as they go. Finally, the referee shrugs and starts counting.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
4!!!
Bianca keeps going, screaming at the masses about being filthy uggos and basics.
5!!!
6!!!
7!!!
Bianca reaches the top of the entryway with Veronica with her. She screams one last time and then takes her leave through the curtain.
8!!!
9!!!
10!!!
WINNERS: SISTERS OF DESTRUCTION!!!
Spazz: RUN BIZNITCHES! THEYS GONNA' FUCK YOUR SHIT UP AND EAT YO LUNCH!!!
Koss: The Pretty Committee clearly bugging out to keep from getting seriously damaged in the ring here by two very pissed off Beasleys!
Spazz: Beasley? Call 'em Beastly because those bitches brought the ROAR up in this motherfucker!!!!
COMMERCIAL
-AZURINE VEBBINS-VS-AKAKO OGAWA-
-WOLFPACK-VS-COVENANT-
Da Adorkable Angel stands across the smiling Dandelion, the two circling one another for a moment, seemingly exchanging pleasantries until suddenly the two unload on each other with furious back and forth strikes! Jumping clothesline from Azzy breaks things up, but Akako ducks and rolls underneath it, kicking her dorky foe in the back of her head with a quick quick that send her stumbling forward. Akako rolls Azzy up, not into a pinfall but right into MAKE A WISH!!! Azzy claws and screams at the canvas, but fights hard not to tap out as Akako cranks the legs! Eventually Azzy finds the ropes, forcing a break up, which annoys Akako. The Vebbinator is back on her feet, albeit a bit gingerly due to a serious ache in one of her knees. Azzy pushes off and walks right into a THEATRICAL CROSSBODY BLOCK, rocking her off her feet and into a pinfall but before the ref can count it, Akako has her in a Fujiwara Armbar! This time Azzy saves her self with her legs wrapping around the bottom rope!
Again Akako releases, a bit frustrated. She comes in behind Azzy, looking to lock her up only to get her foot stomped and a hard back elbow to the chin that sends her staggering! She then hits a HALF-NELSON SUPLEX!!! Akako pops up on impact, stumbling right into a SPRINGBOARD DOUBLE AXE HANDLE!! Then Azurine locks her up in the INVERTED JUJI GATAME!!! Akako cries out, fighting through the pain as much as she can! A tuck and rolls with Azzy sees her legs in the ropes, forcing the Adorkable Angel to break the hold up, but she pops up from the hold with a wild whoop, doing an Arsenio Hall rotating fist pump!
What she doesn't count on, is turning around right into a surprise kick to the gut, doubling her over. Akako takes her arm, flips around and brings them both down with THE CONCRETE BREAKER! In the center of the ring, Azzy has no choice. Tap or Snap! She chooses tap!
WINNER: AKAKO OGAWA!!!
Koss: Impressive technical display by two very talented wrestlers in that ring!
Spazz: Azurine still talks fucked up though. Da Dat and all Dat Dere Adorkable speak!
Koss: It's the dialect of her people!
Spazz: I ain't ever heard nobody talk like that without a few gallons of booze and a chair shot to the head!
Joe Koss: Well we are being “graced” with the presence of The Covenant ahead of their tag team match against The Wolfpack.
Mike Spazz: Countess Bathy got a few words yo!.
Bathory slowly lifts the microphone up to her lips as “Born in a Burial Gown” fades out.
Countess Bathory: One month ago… my Lord made his presence known when he destroyed the so-called Wolfman, Nathaniel Nitro, leaving him a broken and bloody mess inside this ring. And then two weeks ago, my Lord destroyed two worthless pieces of scum single handedly and showed his immense, immeasurable power when he tossed one of them out of this ring and through that announce table.
Bathory points over to the announce table briefly.
Countess Bathory: And tonight? Tonight our children shall put an end to the wolves once and for all because nobody can stop us! Nobody can stop The--
Suddenly “The Animal” by Disturbed begins to play through the PA system as Nate Nitro and Mina Wilk, The Wolfpack, slowly walk out onto the stage glaring at the group inside the ring who now have their attention on the duo, minus Iscariot who refuses to look at them. Nitro with a microphone in hand raises it up to his mouth as “The Animal” cuts off and the two slowly make their way down the ramp.
Nate Nitro: You may as well go ahead and hand that microphone over to your “Lord”, Bathory… because I have something that I wanna say to him.
The Countess hands Iscariot the microphone.
Nate Nitro: I don’t believe I’ve introduced myself to you, Mr Iscariot… but my name is-- LOOK AT ME WHEN I’M TALKING TO YOU, BOY!!!
Iscariot slowly turns his head to look at Nitro and the behemoth doesn’t look at all pleased at being talked to in this manner.
Nate Nitro: My name is Nate Nitro… and this here is Mina Wilk! We are The Wolfpack! And I want you to remember that! Because in a matter of moments… Mina and I are gonna send your precious “children” back to the depths of Hell that they crawled out from!
Wilk nods as Nitro slowly cracks his neck from left to right.
Nate Nitro: And then once we’ve disposed of Amara and Lilith? You can bet your ass that you’re next on the list!
Iscariot slowly lifts the microphone up to his mouth.
Samael Asmodeus Iscariot: Pathetic little creature speaks of something it knows nothing of, let me explain to you how this will go... you are nothing compared to the likes of me. An insignificant little gnat that is to stupid to realise what it is facing and ignorant to how it will be squashed soon. Do not test me, because I promise if you disrespect true power you will be destroyed by it.
Nate Nitro: We’ll see about that!
Nitro then drops the microphone and he and Wilk march down the rest of the ramp ready to get started with their tag match.
Again Akako releases, a bit frustrated. She comes in behind Azzy, looking to lock her up only to get her foot stomped and a hard back elbow to the chin that sends her staggering! She then hits a HALF-NELSON SUPLEX!!! Akako pops up on impact, stumbling right into a SPRINGBOARD DOUBLE AXE HANDLE!! Then Azurine locks her up in the INVERTED JUJI GATAME!!! Akako cries out, fighting through the pain as much as she can! A tuck and rolls with Azzy sees her legs in the ropes, forcing the Adorkable Angel to break the hold up, but she pops up from the hold with a wild whoop, doing an Arsenio Hall rotating fist pump!
What she doesn't count on, is turning around right into a surprise kick to the gut, doubling her over. Akako takes her arm, flips around and brings them both down with THE CONCRETE BREAKER! In the center of the ring, Azzy has no choice. Tap or Snap! She chooses tap!
WINNER: AKAKO OGAWA!!!
Koss: Impressive technical display by two very talented wrestlers in that ring!
Spazz: Azurine still talks fucked up though. Da Dat and all Dat Dere Adorkable speak!
Koss: It's the dialect of her people!
Spazz: I ain't ever heard nobody talk like that without a few gallons of booze and a chair shot to the head!
COMMERCIAL
SEGMENT
We come back from commercial to find Countess Bathory standing in the middle of the ring with a microphone in hand, standing either side of her are Amara and Lilith and towering over them all behind the Countess is Samael Asmodeus Iscariot as “Born In A Burial Gown” by Cradle of Filth is playing through the PA system.Joe Koss: Well we are being “graced” with the presence of The Covenant ahead of their tag team match against The Wolfpack.
Mike Spazz: Countess Bathy got a few words yo!.
Bathory slowly lifts the microphone up to her lips as “Born in a Burial Gown” fades out.
Countess Bathory: One month ago… my Lord made his presence known when he destroyed the so-called Wolfman, Nathaniel Nitro, leaving him a broken and bloody mess inside this ring. And then two weeks ago, my Lord destroyed two worthless pieces of scum single handedly and showed his immense, immeasurable power when he tossed one of them out of this ring and through that announce table.
Bathory points over to the announce table briefly.
Countess Bathory: And tonight? Tonight our children shall put an end to the wolves once and for all because nobody can stop us! Nobody can stop The--
Suddenly “The Animal” by Disturbed begins to play through the PA system as Nate Nitro and Mina Wilk, The Wolfpack, slowly walk out onto the stage glaring at the group inside the ring who now have their attention on the duo, minus Iscariot who refuses to look at them. Nitro with a microphone in hand raises it up to his mouth as “The Animal” cuts off and the two slowly make their way down the ramp.
Nate Nitro: You may as well go ahead and hand that microphone over to your “Lord”, Bathory… because I have something that I wanna say to him.
The Countess hands Iscariot the microphone.
Nate Nitro: I don’t believe I’ve introduced myself to you, Mr Iscariot… but my name is-- LOOK AT ME WHEN I’M TALKING TO YOU, BOY!!!
Iscariot slowly turns his head to look at Nitro and the behemoth doesn’t look at all pleased at being talked to in this manner.
Nate Nitro: My name is Nate Nitro… and this here is Mina Wilk! We are The Wolfpack! And I want you to remember that! Because in a matter of moments… Mina and I are gonna send your precious “children” back to the depths of Hell that they crawled out from!
Wilk nods as Nitro slowly cracks his neck from left to right.
Nate Nitro: And then once we’ve disposed of Amara and Lilith? You can bet your ass that you’re next on the list!
Iscariot slowly lifts the microphone up to his mouth.
Samael Asmodeus Iscariot: Pathetic little creature speaks of something it knows nothing of, let me explain to you how this will go... you are nothing compared to the likes of me. An insignificant little gnat that is to stupid to realise what it is facing and ignorant to how it will be squashed soon. Do not test me, because I promise if you disrespect true power you will be destroyed by it.
Nate Nitro: We’ll see about that!
Nitro then drops the microphone and he and Wilk march down the rest of the ramp ready to get started with their tag match.
The Wolfpack barely wait for the bell before jumping Amara and Lilith. They start smacking them around the ring as Countess Bathory stands on the floor, looking up and seemingly seething at what she’s watching. The Wolfpack takes over on Amara and bounces her for a few minutes before Wilk hits The Howler. She covers.
Lilith makes the save.
The Wolfpack takes over on Lilith, bouncing her all over hell’s half acre. They take turns smacking her around until Nitro hits Burnout the Nitro. He covers.
Amara makes the save.
The Wolfpack gets Amara up and she scratches at both sets of eyes. Lilith rolls over and hits both low. Countess Bathory starts laughing on the floor as her children both hit matching ddts. They cover in stereo.
The Wolfpack kick out in stereo.
All four end up standing and start trading shots. The Covenant looks to take the advantage but their tactics are blocked and the Wolfpack hit matching ddts on them. Wilk covers Lilith and Nitro covers Amara.
The Covenant rises back to life!
The Wolfpack get up and angrily start to unload on them before they shove Lilith aside and hit Amara with the Kill. As they start to go for the cover, the lights go out. When they come back on, the seven foot demon from before is in the ring and has both members of the Wolfpack by the throat. He snaps off double chokeslams and the referee calls for the bell and disqualification.
NO CONTEST DUE TO INTERFERENCE!!!
Mike Spazz: And this time, Covenant's got all the fucking heaters!
Iscariot grabs a hurt Nitro by the head and forces him to his knees so he can watch as Amara picks Wilk up into a tombstone piledriver position while Lilith climbs out onto the apron.
Joe Koss: Looks like The Covenant are going to go for Mortis on Mina and this monster, Samael, is gonna make Nate watch!
Mike Spazz: Who can gank this motherfucker, Lunchbox?!
Just as Lilith is about to springboard off the top rope, suddenly “The Gun Show” by In This Moment blasts out of the PA system and Killer Carter saunters out onto the stage, seemingly glaring a hole right through Iscariot.
Joe Koss: Maybe Killer Carter can stop him, Mike!
Mike Spazz: Shit is about to go the fuck down right now!
KC begins to make her way down the ramp, not taking her eyes off of Iscariot and when she’s most of the way down, she then sprints the rest of the way as Bathory raises her right hand. As soon as Carter slides into the ring, the Countess clicks her fingers and the lights go off and after a few moments, they come back on and The Covenant have disappeared leaving Nitro, Wilk and Carter in the ring.
Joe Koss: Well KC seems to have helped The Wolfpack even up the odds against The Covenant!
Mike Spazz: Makes shit way fucking interesting for sure!!
KC checks on both Wilk and Nitro, who thank her for the assistance as we cut elsewhere.
Toni: Tonight, the waiting is over for me. Tonight, I take the fight to Kendrick Kross. Tonight, I envision those spineless two slugs. Kendrick Kross is just a hapless victim in my way. Kendrick, no hard feelings bro but you's got to get your ass kicked. Then I'm coming for those Pretty sluts.
Toni jumps back and forth.
Toni: It's TONI TIME.
Toni walks into the position as the cameras cut back to ringside.
-TONI BEASLEY-VS-KENDRICK KROSS-Lilith makes the save.
The Wolfpack takes over on Lilith, bouncing her all over hell’s half acre. They take turns smacking her around until Nitro hits Burnout the Nitro. He covers.
Amara makes the save.
The Wolfpack gets Amara up and she scratches at both sets of eyes. Lilith rolls over and hits both low. Countess Bathory starts laughing on the floor as her children both hit matching ddts. They cover in stereo.
The Wolfpack kick out in stereo.
All four end up standing and start trading shots. The Covenant looks to take the advantage but their tactics are blocked and the Wolfpack hit matching ddts on them. Wilk covers Lilith and Nitro covers Amara.
The Covenant rises back to life!
The Wolfpack get up and angrily start to unload on them before they shove Lilith aside and hit Amara with the Kill. As they start to go for the cover, the lights go out. When they come back on, the seven foot demon from before is in the ring and has both members of the Wolfpack by the throat. He snaps off double chokeslams and the referee calls for the bell and disqualification.
NO CONTEST DUE TO INTERFERENCE!!!
SEGMENT
Joe Koss: Well yet again, a match between these four ends with a disqualification!Mike Spazz: And this time, Covenant's got all the fucking heaters!
Iscariot grabs a hurt Nitro by the head and forces him to his knees so he can watch as Amara picks Wilk up into a tombstone piledriver position while Lilith climbs out onto the apron.
Joe Koss: Looks like The Covenant are going to go for Mortis on Mina and this monster, Samael, is gonna make Nate watch!
Mike Spazz: Who can gank this motherfucker, Lunchbox?!
Just as Lilith is about to springboard off the top rope, suddenly “The Gun Show” by In This Moment blasts out of the PA system and Killer Carter saunters out onto the stage, seemingly glaring a hole right through Iscariot.
Joe Koss: Maybe Killer Carter can stop him, Mike!
Mike Spazz: Shit is about to go the fuck down right now!
KC begins to make her way down the ramp, not taking her eyes off of Iscariot and when she’s most of the way down, she then sprints the rest of the way as Bathory raises her right hand. As soon as Carter slides into the ring, the Countess clicks her fingers and the lights go off and after a few moments, they come back on and The Covenant have disappeared leaving Nitro, Wilk and Carter in the ring.
Joe Koss: Well KC seems to have helped The Wolfpack even up the odds against The Covenant!
Mike Spazz: Makes shit way fucking interesting for sure!!
KC checks on both Wilk and Nitro, who thank her for the assistance as we cut elsewhere.
SEGMENT
A very spunky Toni Beasley is standing just outside of the gorilla position as she waits for her music to strike up. Toni: Tonight, the waiting is over for me. Tonight, I take the fight to Kendrick Kross. Tonight, I envision those spineless two slugs. Kendrick Kross is just a hapless victim in my way. Kendrick, no hard feelings bro but you's got to get your ass kicked. Then I'm coming for those Pretty sluts.
Toni jumps back and forth.
Toni: It's TONI TIME.
Toni walks into the position as the cameras cut back to ringside.
Kendrick enters the ring, smug and confident as always, not seeming to pay attention to the rather eager, anxious, and angry Toni Beasley. She bounces left and right and the moment the bell rings, she closes the distance, shouting for Kendrick's attention while he plays up to the fans. Double K turns and barely avoids a fast right and left jab combo, deflecting her arm and hitting a fast jumping knee to her midsection, followed by a hard chest chop that spins her around and ending it with a German Suplex right into the corner. Toni hits the top turnbuckle with her shoulders and slides to a seat in pain! Kendrick plays up to the fans with some arm waving and when the boo him, he just gives them double fingers, then turns and blasts Toni with a vicious running knee to the side of the head! Taking an arm, he pulls his stunned foe into a snap suplex and quick pin, getting a two count for his efforts!
Double K rises to his feet with a throwing up of his hands and getting in the face of the ref, angry and clearly thinking he was slow counted. Seeing it get him nowhere, he turns and gathers up the still recovering Toni and HURLS her into a nearby corner. He then goes for a running clothesline but eats a boot to the face. Toni pushes herself up onto the top rope and takes flight with a diving single leg dropkick right to his chest! He's rocked off his feet, but tucks and rolls on the landing, getting to his feet at the same time as Toni. He blasts straight forward with a running kick, but Toni tucks and rolls to the side, catching him with a spinning legsweep that drops him right into the ropes! He recovers quickly, only to turn right into a few hard rights and a stiff left forearm shot. He back elbows her hard in the gut, doubling Toni over with a croaked groan. He gets up and hits her with a second gut kick then goes for THE TRAMP STAMP!!! But Toni moves her head out of the way, letting him stomp only canvas, then fires off a wicked SUPERKICK that drops him! She then quickly climbs and hits PRESSING THE T for the 1-2-3!!!
WINNER: TONI BEASLEY!!!
Koss: Big win by Toni Beasley!
Spazz: I think Kenny Kross underestimated this Beastly Beasley Sister! Seems to be alotta' that goin' 'round!
Koss: Do NOT sleep on the Beasley's!
Spazz: Sleep with tho...
Koss: They will gut you like a fish, Mikey.
Spazz: Worth it!
This image swoops off of the screen and comes up on a live playthrough of Red Dead Online. In the upper left corner of the screen, a webcam frame shows the Skillz Vendorz sitting on their little gamer couch with Sammi Belmont at the helm of the game. Her custom character looks like...well...let’s call her an Outlaw Cam Cam Dancer. She’s got the poofy dancer dress, corset, boots and she’s packing major heat as she gallops through the Lamoyne area.
Katrina: So let’s talk progress in Southern Rebellion so far.
Sammi: YEEEEEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAWWWW!!!!!
Sammi shrieks as she gallops her character on her horse at full speed. Kat snickers. The instrumental to “Build A Lil House” serves as the “background music” for the overall scene.
Katrina: That was better.
Sammi: Cheers, mate!
Katrina: We’re two and oh.
Sammi: Oi!
Katrina: We’ve beaten two of the hottest teams so far.
Sammi: Oi!
Katrina: And we got a chance at going for the tag gold again in our third match here.
Sammi: Oi!
Katrina: Against a team we know we got what it takes to beat.
Sammi: Oi!!! Oh, what’s that? Is that my camp?
Sammi steers her horse and rides towards a little encampment, identifiable by the glow of a campfire in the setting sunlight.
Katrina: Now, we’re not the type to take away from any of our opponents. Especially since we know what a pair of chicas like the Lil Dream Machines bring to the table. Halo: Badass chick. She knows what she’s doing in the ring.
Sammi: Would you say she carries the team, yeah?
Katrina pauses, raising her eyebrows. She doesn’t wanna speak out of line but she slowly makes an “ehhh” face and weighs her hands.
Katrina: Agh….maaaaaaybe? Ehhhhhhh? I mean I ain’t knocking Britt! Don’t think that.
She looks directly into the camera while Sammi reaches the camp, hitches her horse and hops off. She goes strolling right in like nobody’s business.
Katrina: It takes two to make a tag team and they obviously have their history of success. They got their accolades.
Sammi: Just say it, mate. Last time we faced them, Halo was the one that gave us the most trouble. Guess you could say we kinda...do-see-doed around Britt after she ran off at the mouth, eh?
Sammi snickers and Kat’s smile drops and she looks directly at the camera. With a *ding* sound effect, the words pop up at the bottom of the screen:
Katrina: I’ll just say that maybe people shouldn’t talk about the new kids in class before you get to know them.
Sammi: She talked about “leveling up” against a tag team who knows all about reaching new levels! She be dropping levels like Tekken 7 on a demotion match! Not us, though! Nowhere to go for us but up!
Kat cringes and nudges Sammi with an elbow.
Katrina: Sam, c’mon. Don’t be like that. Cockiness and arrogance never get anybody anywhere.
Sammi’s jaw drops and she looks almost offended at her friend’s words.
Sammi: I’m not cocky! I’m confident! And I’m just saying, she talked big and we proved her wrong. Seems like Halo’s got a little more respect for the competition is all. Oi, wait a minute….
Sammi stops her character and starts taking in the surroundings.
Katrina: True, true. Still, we need to keep our heads in the game--
She winks at the camera as another *ding* sounds:
Katrina: --and do this damn thing, because *then* we can win and get another match against Wildside. Another team we know we can beat, when we put our minds to it. Except this time the stakes are a little higher because after tonight, one of our teams - Lil Dream Machines - is going on to challenge for the SRW Tag Team Championships and...if I’m being honest? Three time tag team champions across three different companies sounds like something Sam and I would really like to have on our accolades list. So. You bring the dreams, we’ll bring the skillz and let’s really see who the better team are tonight.
She looks at the game screen again, squinting in confusion.
Katrina: Oye, chica. What are you doin’?
Sammi has a look of realization slowly dawning on her face.
Sammi: This isn’t my camp.
Katrina: ¡¿Qué?!
Sammi: This ain’t my bloody camp!!!
Sammi steers her character around just in time to see another online player riding up to camp. They hop off the horse and start shooting at her with a pair of pistols!
Sammi: Oi oi OI!!!! OI!!!!! F$*#!!! F$&%!!!! SH#*!!!!!
Sammi’s obscenities are bleeped out as she goes running from the camp and jumps on her horse, riding off with bullets whizzing by her head. She takes one in the back, yielding damage.
Sammi: OI!!!!! YOU FU#@ing C*#$!!!!!!
Kat looks at the screen again with wide eyes and a “meep!” look on her face as the screen cuts to black with another gunshot effect.
Halo: Y’all ready to kick this pig, B?
Brittany offers a smirk as she nods her head in agreement.
B-Brat: Damn right I am ready for it. I have a feeling that tonight is going to be a super amazing night. We will be in position to chase after something we want. We just need to get past that of the Skillz Vendorz. How do you feel about this?!
Halo’s eyes flash.
Halo: I think if we got us a chance to fight Mama Sel and Aunt Z for them titles, we gotta do our damndest to get that shit!
Brittany’s eyes open wide up in return.
B-Brat: And we can do this. We just need to focus on being a team and gelling together like only we can. We are an amazing couple and we need to prove that we can be an even better taam. We both haven’t had the best of luck as a tag team but this is our chance to actually stand out, and make things happen!
Halo: We gotta be careful. The Skillz Vendorz actually beat Mama Sel and Aunt Z so we know they can go!
B-Brat: They are definitely great wrestlers but here is where I have an issue. They pride themselves on being a pair of nerds. They love just about everything but let’s be honest there is NOBODY in this company as good at any game than me. People wish they could get on my LEVEL, and when it comes to wrestling they need to level up a bit. Just look who is standing next to me. My Wife has been a beast in the ring. She like has the Konami Code to take just about anybody who gets in her way.
Halo shrugs.
Halo: Y’all ain’t need no cheat codes…
B-Brat: No they got here through pure skill hence their name but that shouldn’t matter.
Halo: So now, what’s gonna happen when the Lil Dream Machines and the Skillz Vendorz collide in a number one contendership match for them Southern Cross tag Team Championships? What’s gonna happen when two teams full of great young talent smash into each other in pursuit of the greatest prize in tag team wrestling?
Brittany giggles.
Brittany: It's like a big what if scenario. What happens if Tony Stark fought Bruce Wayne or something even bigger. I can tell you exactly what will happen. It will be tons of awesome sauce!!! The fans will be the real winners in all of this!!!
Halo: And now we get to go find the answer!
NO.1 CONTENDERSHIP FOR THE TAG CHAMPIONSHIPS!Double K rises to his feet with a throwing up of his hands and getting in the face of the ref, angry and clearly thinking he was slow counted. Seeing it get him nowhere, he turns and gathers up the still recovering Toni and HURLS her into a nearby corner. He then goes for a running clothesline but eats a boot to the face. Toni pushes herself up onto the top rope and takes flight with a diving single leg dropkick right to his chest! He's rocked off his feet, but tucks and rolls on the landing, getting to his feet at the same time as Toni. He blasts straight forward with a running kick, but Toni tucks and rolls to the side, catching him with a spinning legsweep that drops him right into the ropes! He recovers quickly, only to turn right into a few hard rights and a stiff left forearm shot. He back elbows her hard in the gut, doubling Toni over with a croaked groan. He gets up and hits her with a second gut kick then goes for THE TRAMP STAMP!!! But Toni moves her head out of the way, letting him stomp only canvas, then fires off a wicked SUPERKICK that drops him! She then quickly climbs and hits PRESSING THE T for the 1-2-3!!!
WINNER: TONI BEASLEY!!!
Koss: Big win by Toni Beasley!
Spazz: I think Kenny Kross underestimated this Beastly Beasley Sister! Seems to be alotta' that goin' 'round!
Koss: Do NOT sleep on the Beasley's!
Spazz: Sleep with tho...
Koss: They will gut you like a fish, Mikey.
Spazz: Worth it!
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A black screen. Two shotgun shells drop past the screen. The business end of a double barrel snaps up with a click and fires at the screen, bringing up:This image swoops off of the screen and comes up on a live playthrough of Red Dead Online. In the upper left corner of the screen, a webcam frame shows the Skillz Vendorz sitting on their little gamer couch with Sammi Belmont at the helm of the game. Her custom character looks like...well...let’s call her an Outlaw Cam Cam Dancer. She’s got the poofy dancer dress, corset, boots and she’s packing major heat as she gallops through the Lamoyne area.
Katrina: So let’s talk progress in Southern Rebellion so far.
Sammi: YEEEEEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAWWWW!!!!!
Sammi shrieks as she gallops her character on her horse at full speed. Kat snickers. The instrumental to “Build A Lil House” serves as the “background music” for the overall scene.
Katrina: That was better.
Sammi: Cheers, mate!
Katrina: We’re two and oh.
Sammi: Oi!
Katrina: We’ve beaten two of the hottest teams so far.
Sammi: Oi!
Katrina: And we got a chance at going for the tag gold again in our third match here.
Sammi: Oi!
Katrina: Against a team we know we got what it takes to beat.
Sammi: Oi!!! Oh, what’s that? Is that my camp?
Sammi steers her horse and rides towards a little encampment, identifiable by the glow of a campfire in the setting sunlight.
Katrina: Now, we’re not the type to take away from any of our opponents. Especially since we know what a pair of chicas like the Lil Dream Machines bring to the table. Halo: Badass chick. She knows what she’s doing in the ring.
Sammi: Would you say she carries the team, yeah?
Katrina pauses, raising her eyebrows. She doesn’t wanna speak out of line but she slowly makes an “ehhh” face and weighs her hands.
Katrina: Agh….maaaaaaybe? Ehhhhhhh? I mean I ain’t knocking Britt! Don’t think that.
She looks directly into the camera while Sammi reaches the camp, hitches her horse and hops off. She goes strolling right in like nobody’s business.
Katrina: It takes two to make a tag team and they obviously have their history of success. They got their accolades.
Sammi: Just say it, mate. Last time we faced them, Halo was the one that gave us the most trouble. Guess you could say we kinda...do-see-doed around Britt after she ran off at the mouth, eh?
Sammi snickers and Kat’s smile drops and she looks directly at the camera. With a *ding* sound effect, the words pop up at the bottom of the screen:
DUMBASS SAMMI PUN
Katrina: I’ll just say that maybe people shouldn’t talk about the new kids in class before you get to know them.
Sammi: She talked about “leveling up” against a tag team who knows all about reaching new levels! She be dropping levels like Tekken 7 on a demotion match! Not us, though! Nowhere to go for us but up!
Kat cringes and nudges Sammi with an elbow.
Katrina: Sam, c’mon. Don’t be like that. Cockiness and arrogance never get anybody anywhere.
Sammi’s jaw drops and she looks almost offended at her friend’s words.
Sammi: I’m not cocky! I’m confident! And I’m just saying, she talked big and we proved her wrong. Seems like Halo’s got a little more respect for the competition is all. Oi, wait a minute….
Sammi stops her character and starts taking in the surroundings.
Katrina: True, true. Still, we need to keep our heads in the game--
She winks at the camera as another *ding* sounds:
GET IT?
Katrina: --and do this damn thing, because *then* we can win and get another match against Wildside. Another team we know we can beat, when we put our minds to it. Except this time the stakes are a little higher because after tonight, one of our teams - Lil Dream Machines - is going on to challenge for the SRW Tag Team Championships and...if I’m being honest? Three time tag team champions across three different companies sounds like something Sam and I would really like to have on our accolades list. So. You bring the dreams, we’ll bring the skillz and let’s really see who the better team are tonight.
She looks at the game screen again, squinting in confusion.
Katrina: Oye, chica. What are you doin’?
Sammi has a look of realization slowly dawning on her face.
Sammi: This isn’t my camp.
Katrina: ¡¿Qué?!
Sammi: This ain’t my bloody camp!!!
Sammi steers her character around just in time to see another online player riding up to camp. They hop off the horse and start shooting at her with a pair of pistols!
Sammi: Oi oi OI!!!! OI!!!!! F$*#!!! F$&%!!!! SH#*!!!!!
Sammi’s obscenities are bleeped out as she goes running from the camp and jumps on her horse, riding off with bullets whizzing by her head. She takes one in the back, yielding damage.
Sammi: OI!!!!! YOU FU#@ing C*#$!!!!!!
Kat looks at the screen again with wide eyes and a “meep!” look on her face as the screen cuts to black with another gunshot effect.
SEGMENT
Backstage, the camera finds Halo and B-Brat in their dressing room getting ready for their match with the Skillz Vendorz.Halo: Y’all ready to kick this pig, B?
Brittany offers a smirk as she nods her head in agreement.
B-Brat: Damn right I am ready for it. I have a feeling that tonight is going to be a super amazing night. We will be in position to chase after something we want. We just need to get past that of the Skillz Vendorz. How do you feel about this?!
Halo’s eyes flash.
Halo: I think if we got us a chance to fight Mama Sel and Aunt Z for them titles, we gotta do our damndest to get that shit!
Brittany’s eyes open wide up in return.
B-Brat: And we can do this. We just need to focus on being a team and gelling together like only we can. We are an amazing couple and we need to prove that we can be an even better taam. We both haven’t had the best of luck as a tag team but this is our chance to actually stand out, and make things happen!
Halo: We gotta be careful. The Skillz Vendorz actually beat Mama Sel and Aunt Z so we know they can go!
B-Brat: They are definitely great wrestlers but here is where I have an issue. They pride themselves on being a pair of nerds. They love just about everything but let’s be honest there is NOBODY in this company as good at any game than me. People wish they could get on my LEVEL, and when it comes to wrestling they need to level up a bit. Just look who is standing next to me. My Wife has been a beast in the ring. She like has the Konami Code to take just about anybody who gets in her way.
Halo shrugs.
Halo: Y’all ain’t need no cheat codes…
B-Brat: No they got here through pure skill hence their name but that shouldn’t matter.
Halo: So now, what’s gonna happen when the Lil Dream Machines and the Skillz Vendorz collide in a number one contendership match for them Southern Cross tag Team Championships? What’s gonna happen when two teams full of great young talent smash into each other in pursuit of the greatest prize in tag team wrestling?
Brittany giggles.
Brittany: It's like a big what if scenario. What happens if Tony Stark fought Bruce Wayne or something even bigger. I can tell you exactly what will happen. It will be tons of awesome sauce!!! The fans will be the real winners in all of this!!!
Halo: And now we get to go find the answer!
-LIL' DREAM MACHINES-VS-SKILLZ VENDORZ-
The bell sounds and Sammi and B-Brat start going speed for speed, hold for hold. The two reverse on each other until B-Brat manages to roll up Sammi.
Sammi kicks out.
B-Brat tries to move into a cradle but Sammi reverses and nearly catches B-Brat in a cradle instead. B-Brat gets away and tries for kicks but sammi is too fast to catch. Sammi makes the tag and Katrina comes in, catching B-Brat for a wicked overhead belly to belly suplex that looks like B-Brat’s been shot out of a cannon. B-Brat lands and Katrina pounces on her for a cover.
B-Brat kicks out.
Katrina looks for and hooks B-Brat for the Rage Quit. B-Brat hits hard and Katrina covers, hooking the leg.
Halo makes the save.
Halo goes back to her corner while Katrina makes the tag to Sammi. Sammi comes in and gets B-Brat in a rolling cradle.
B-Brat gets a shoulder up.
B-Brat reverses into a cradle of her own.
Sammi kicks out.
Sammi goes to reverse but B-Brat rolls through her legs and jumps over to make the tag to Halo. Sammi turns around into a big clothesline from Halo. Katrina comes in and Halo catches her for a big spinebuster. Halo hista running larita on Sammi and covers.
Sammi kicks out.
Halo pulls Sammi up and delivers an inverted atomic drop. She moves in and gets her for a full nelson slam and then covers.
Katrina makes the save.
Halo shoves Katrina aside and pulls Sammi up on her shoulders in the electric chair. B-Brat starts to springboard up and Katrina hits her with the Shadow Kick. Sammi rolls into victory roll on Halo.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
WINNERS: SKILL VENDORZ!!
Sammi kicks out.
B-Brat tries to move into a cradle but Sammi reverses and nearly catches B-Brat in a cradle instead. B-Brat gets away and tries for kicks but sammi is too fast to catch. Sammi makes the tag and Katrina comes in, catching B-Brat for a wicked overhead belly to belly suplex that looks like B-Brat’s been shot out of a cannon. B-Brat lands and Katrina pounces on her for a cover.
B-Brat kicks out.
Katrina looks for and hooks B-Brat for the Rage Quit. B-Brat hits hard and Katrina covers, hooking the leg.
Halo makes the save.
Halo goes back to her corner while Katrina makes the tag to Sammi. Sammi comes in and gets B-Brat in a rolling cradle.
B-Brat gets a shoulder up.
B-Brat reverses into a cradle of her own.
Sammi kicks out.
Sammi goes to reverse but B-Brat rolls through her legs and jumps over to make the tag to Halo. Sammi turns around into a big clothesline from Halo. Katrina comes in and Halo catches her for a big spinebuster. Halo hista running larita on Sammi and covers.
Sammi kicks out.
Halo pulls Sammi up and delivers an inverted atomic drop. She moves in and gets her for a full nelson slam and then covers.
Katrina makes the save.
Halo shoves Katrina aside and pulls Sammi up on her shoulders in the electric chair. B-Brat starts to springboard up and Katrina hits her with the Shadow Kick. Sammi rolls into victory roll on Halo.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
WINNERS: SKILL VENDORZ!!
Koss: The Skill Vendorz clearly continuing to impress!
Spazz: I can't help but think this is the fucking end of the Lil' Dream Machines though. Ever since teaming back up, the two ain't won shit and we both know Halo's better than this.
Koss: I hate to say it, but you've got a point. They haven't been on their game for awhile.
Spazz: Time to cut some dead weight yo.
COMMERCIAL
NO DQ MATCH
-SYLVIA LOPEZ-VS-CODA-
The bell sounds and Sylvia charges Coda. Coda is able to redirect her charge and toss her aside. Sylvia titters under the bottom rope and flops onto the floor. She reaches under the ring and finds a kendo stick. She dives into the ring and cracks Coda in the mouth. Coda spins, bleeding slightly and Sylva cracks her in the back. Coda grimaces in pain and starts to fall to her knees. Sylvia cries out and nails Coda in the back again. Coda lands on all fours, clutching at her back, the agony written all over her face. Sylvia breaks the stick across Coda’s back and watches with glee as Coda rolls over onto her back. Sylvia jumps on for the cover.
Coda manages to kick out.
Sylvia mounts Coda for a second and starts to pound away until Coda hooks her for a cradle.
Sylvia kicks out.
Sylvia rolls to the floor and goes looking for toys again while Coda lies in the ring clutching at her back. Sylvia finds a second kendo stick and dives back into the ring. She drops the stick and starts to just pound away on Coda’s back. Coda hits a back elbow to the face and then covers Sylvia.
Sylvia kicks out.
Coda gets to her feet and Sylvia jumps on her back, swinging wildly and banging a knee on the back. Coda falls to her knees and Sylvia continues to hammer away. Coda tries to throw her off and Sylvia bites into Coda’s shoulder. Coda runs her into a turnbuckle and then covers her.
Sylvia kicks out.
Sylvia knees Coda in the side and then starts to pound on Coda’s back again. She gets a backbreaker and then covers Coda.
Coda kicks out.
Sylvia starts scratching and Coda tosses her away. Sylvia comes back, nails at the ready, teeth bared. Coda tries to kick her but Sylvia hooks her for a cradle.
Coda kicks out.
As Coda gets up to keep fighting, a hooded figure jumps the guard rail, cracking Coda in the head through the ropes with what appears to be a glass bottle of some sort! The Hooded figure drops to the floor and backs off as Sylvia jumps on Coda, pulling her into a German Suplex Pin!
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
Sylvia looks up, confused as the hooded figure walks away casually.
WINNER: SYLVIA LOPEZ!!!!
Coda manages to kick out.
Sylvia mounts Coda for a second and starts to pound away until Coda hooks her for a cradle.
Sylvia kicks out.
Sylvia rolls to the floor and goes looking for toys again while Coda lies in the ring clutching at her back. Sylvia finds a second kendo stick and dives back into the ring. She drops the stick and starts to just pound away on Coda’s back. Coda hits a back elbow to the face and then covers Sylvia.
Sylvia kicks out.
Coda gets to her feet and Sylvia jumps on her back, swinging wildly and banging a knee on the back. Coda falls to her knees and Sylvia continues to hammer away. Coda tries to throw her off and Sylvia bites into Coda’s shoulder. Coda runs her into a turnbuckle and then covers her.
Sylvia kicks out.
Sylvia knees Coda in the side and then starts to pound on Coda’s back again. She gets a backbreaker and then covers Coda.
Coda kicks out.
Sylvia starts scratching and Coda tosses her away. Sylvia comes back, nails at the ready, teeth bared. Coda tries to kick her but Sylvia hooks her for a cradle.
Coda kicks out.
As Coda gets up to keep fighting, a hooded figure jumps the guard rail, cracking Coda in the head through the ropes with what appears to be a glass bottle of some sort! The Hooded figure drops to the floor and backs off as Sylvia jumps on Coda, pulling her into a German Suplex Pin!
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
Sylvia looks up, confused as the hooded figure walks away casually.
WINNER: SYLVIA LOPEZ!!!!
Spazz: WHO DA' FUCK WAS THAT HOODED MOOK AS MOTHERFUCKER??!!!
Koss: I don't know but they helped Sylvia Lopez get a big win over Coda!
Spazz: Bad enough she ain't even fully healed up, but somebody just jumped the fuckin' rails and laid hands on a wrestler, then just walked off like it was nothing!
Koss: This can't stand. Fans can't just go attacking fans!
Spazz: Who says that was a fan yo?
COMMERCIAL
MAIN EVENT-1
QUEEN OF THE SOUTH CHAMPIONSHIP
-BRUISER MAGUIRE-VS-URSULA VON ROSSBACH
The two friendly rivals stand across from each other, intensity between them as the referee holds the Queen of the South Championship up in the air. The bell rings and the two approach each other with respect, tapping their knuckles together and then locking up. Becca puts up an incredible struggle before suddenly finding herself flung back across the ring by Ursula. She back rolls to a low crouch, then rises to her feet. Ursula moves in with her hands up and immediately finds herself blocking impressive strikes from her foe. A few make it through her guard, Bruiser clearly faster than Ursula in a standing fight, one blow snaps her head to the left, followed by another sending it to the right. Strike after strike, she drives Ursula back until delivering a jumping headbutt to her foe. Ursula's head snaps back but Bruiser is the one stumbling on the landing. Ursula answers with the BIONIC HEADBUTT, driving Maguire to the canvas!
She grabs Becca by the arm, pulls her up into the air over her head and Press Slams her to the canvas. Becca gets to her feet, gritting her teeth and turning around only for SPEAR!!! She's rocked off her feet by the sudden impact of Ursula's shoulder in her midsection! The two hit the canvas and the Lady Terminator makes a quick double leg pinfall! ONE! TWO! TTTHHHHRRRE-KICKOUT!! Despite her winded state, Bruiser throws a shoulder up. Ursula grips her arm and pulls her up, Scoop GREAT SLA-NO! Bruiser slips over her shoulder and hits an impressive German Suplex pin!!! ONE!!! TWO!!! TTTHHHHRRRRE-KICKOUT!!! Ursula pistons her legs, back rolling out of the hold and straight to her feet. Ursula moves in on Bruiser and right into several wicked rights and lefts, snapping her head left and right with impressive shots. Bruiser backs her up only for Ursula to catch her fist and pull her right into a hard shoulder ram to the chest, followed by SAMBO CHOKESLAM!
Again Ursula goes for the pin and Bruiser kicks out, this time with a forearm to the cheek! Bruiser batters Ursula all the way back to a stand, then takes her arm and sends her to the nearby corner with an Irish whip, followed by a running forearm in the corner, then a pull back into a knee lift and JUMPING FREEDOM PUNCH! Ursula falls back into the corner, arms hooked in the ropes to keep her up! Becca lights her up with an onslaught of punches in the corner, battering Ursula straight to a seat. The Bruiser backs up, then runs full steam ahead, driving her knee right into Ursula's face! She then pulls Ursula up into a front facelock, lifts her up and places her feet on the ropes, then hits THE MAIDEN DDT!!!! On impact, she flips Ursula over for a quick pin! ONE!!! TWO!!! TTTHHHHHHRRRRRE-KICKOUT!!
Ursula practically rolls Becca off of her, flipping onto her back. The Bruiser gets to her feet and sees an opportunity as Ursula Pushes up. As soon as Ursula's on one knee, she rushes in with THE KICKSTARTER-NO! URSULA WHIPS HER HEAD UP! Pushing against Becca's stomping foot, she sends her foe flailing upwards a bit in the air and right into a wicked GREAT KICK UNDER THE CHIN! Bruiser's head snaps back and she falls to the canvas with Ursula spinning around and dropping across her for a pinfall! ONE!!! TWO!!! TTTHHHRRREEE!!!
WINNER AND STILL THE QUEEN OF THE SOUTH: URSULA VON ROSSBACH!!!
Spazz: FUCKING HELL!! She just wouldn't die!!
Koss: There's a reason that woman is the Queen of the South, because she can take anything you can dish out and more!!
Spazz: Who the fuck is gonna' take that title offa' Ursula? Seems like Zoey Star is the only one whos got the chops to make that shit happen!
Koss: ...and Zoey isn't coming back anytime soon!
Spazz: Fuck man.....
Luther Thunder: Evening to you dear viewer wherever you are and thank you for inviting Southern Rebellion Wrestling to your home or wherever you are watching this, as like every other time SRW is home in Rome Georgia, tonight will not be a disappointment. Main Event of the night features yours truly defending this beautiful piece of hardware right here.
Esme glares at him with an arched brow and he blushes.
Luther Thunder: I meant...the championship.
As she goes back to shining the title Luther seems relieved looking at the camera and goes on.
Luther Thunder: against, the one and only Wrestling Hulk, Chris Styles, which some could say is the more talented, charismatic and overall superior Styles brother. A determined, ready and dedicated man of this profession, Christopher Styles is an example of integrity, never give up attitude and hard work and just how far it can get you. I do applaud you for that Brother Styles, I really do.
He follows up with clapping his hands and it sure as ever seems genuine to us watching. Esme looks up to him as he speaks up again.
Luther Thunder: I am not a man with a habit of bragging or speaking anything but the truth. So when I tell you that I have given my all for this championship, that my legendary matches against countless stars, and shining example of the biggest and best that this organization has to offer have made the Undisputed Conquest Championship what it is. When I tell you that I have defended this title again and again against varied opponents of level of styles, of all shapes and sizes, genders...there has been no limit to my opponents, anyone who has deemed worthy to fight me for this championship by our owner Melinda Rhodes has been given a fair and unbiased chance to do just that, to fulfill their dream. That is what is great about this company, where in so many places people are being favored offered special treatment and even protected by the “powers that be” Southern Rebellion Wrestling is nothing like that and I have survived through it all from the technical wizard to the rabid zombie Pitbull and everything in between and yet the championship is still right here.
For emphasis Esme knocks on the center plate and smirks at the camera
Luther smiles at the camera nodding his approval.
Luther Thunder: Chris Styles, you are no doubt a great competitor, a true contender and an example for generations to come for your work ethic and attitude in & out of the ring . However I want you to understand that while I have nothing but respect for you and what you have accomplished here in SRW, that our match tonight while it is in the Main Event as it should be, does not guarantee you a successful challenge. It also doesn’t promise you the kind of end result you might have ready for your mind, the kind where you would hold this championship up high hearing the crowd cheer, hear them stomp their feet and applaud you as you are announced as the NEWWWW Undisputed Conquest Champion. It may happen yet one of these days and against someone else, but if you expect it to happen tonight, and against me? You better stop dreaming and wake up, because while the names and faces do tend to change in this division when it comes to my challengers the story and the end result stays the same.
Esme reaches up and ruffles Luther’s hair as a surprising sign of public affection which he doesn’t mind as he goes on.
Luther Thunder: I know a loss tonight won’t get you down Chris, I know that no matter how badly I’d beat you, you will would bounce back up to try again. You can’t help it, that is in your nature, it’s in your blood, it is in your very soul. That is who you are Chris Styles, the one who will not stop trying again until he succeeds and I can’t help but admire it. Because to be honest, over the years I have faced people who some could consider smarter, more experienced and talented than you and they have quit after facing me. Some on their own will, some forced by the circumstances and yet, I don’t see you doing that. My advice to you Mr. Styles? If you do lose to me tonight do not expect the result to change if you come back to face me again. Do the right thing, be smart and wait for someone else to be the Ultimate Conquest Championship because facing me? That goes along the lines of the age old definition of insanity, of repeating the same mistakes and expecting a different result and while I do respect your bravery and your attitude, admittedly your first mistake is going against me and expecting to win. If you want a match worthy of a main event? I’ll give you one. If you want a fight? I’ll give you one, I’ll give you the fight of your life, just don’t expect to win that fight. Do not expect me to give you this championship Chris Styles, you may just be the Wrestling Hulk but I did not put my body, my health and my life on the line to make this championship what is just to hand it over. I am the Ultimate Conquest Championship and whoever because the champion after me has some pretty big shoes to fill to measure up with all I have done for this division. Because that is what I do Chris, I elevate the people and the companies I am in. That is who I am, I am not some musclebound goon who stands there and flexes trying to intimidate people. I make promises and I deliver on them, can you say the same Chris? Can you truly within your heart of hearts say that what you have accomplished in this company is just what you hoped it to be? Because I can and tonight this match of ours may just be the very best you have ever had in Rome, Georgia. Even in your whole career, just depends on how much you are willing to put into it, because if I lay it all on the line and do my very best, I expect you to stand up to that and measure up with me, because if you don’t? I will knock you down and I will knock you down hard, as many times as it takes. Phoning it in, half-assing it anything but your very best just won’t do Mr. Styles, and in the end will even that be enough? I guess we'll see that tonight, I can’t do much more than wish you good luck tonight, Chris, because you will need it, all of it. I’ll see you out there.
He walks off with the championship and we see Esme sigh with delight.
Esme Thunder: Isn’t he just the greatest?
She follows after him as the show goes on.
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CREDITS
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-CAPTAIN COSMO-VS-DEAN ROSE-
-PATTI ROSE-VS-FAYE LANGE-
-HOUSE OF DIX-VS-SOCIALITES-
ALEX
-CHAOS A.D.-VS-RIOT GROUP-
ALEX
-PSYCHO MAGUIRE (C)-VS-AURORA ZAMBROTTA-
ALEX
-PRETTY COMMITTEE-VS-SISTERS OF DESTRUCTION-
ALEX
-AZURINE VEBBINS-VS-AKAKO OGAWA-
-WOLFPACK-VS-COVENANT-
ALEX
-TONI BEASLEY-VS-KENDRICK KROSS-
-LIL' DREAM MACHINES-VS-SKILLZ VENDORZ-
ALEX
-SYLVIA LOPEZ-VS-CODA-
ALEX
-URSULA VON ROSSBACH (C)-VS-BECCA MAGUIRE-
-LUTHER THUNDER (C)-VS-CHRIS STYLES-
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She grabs Becca by the arm, pulls her up into the air over her head and Press Slams her to the canvas. Becca gets to her feet, gritting her teeth and turning around only for SPEAR!!! She's rocked off her feet by the sudden impact of Ursula's shoulder in her midsection! The two hit the canvas and the Lady Terminator makes a quick double leg pinfall! ONE! TWO! TTTHHHHRRRE-KICKOUT!! Despite her winded state, Bruiser throws a shoulder up. Ursula grips her arm and pulls her up, Scoop GREAT SLA-NO! Bruiser slips over her shoulder and hits an impressive German Suplex pin!!! ONE!!! TWO!!! TTTHHHHRRRRE-KICKOUT!!! Ursula pistons her legs, back rolling out of the hold and straight to her feet. Ursula moves in on Bruiser and right into several wicked rights and lefts, snapping her head left and right with impressive shots. Bruiser backs her up only for Ursula to catch her fist and pull her right into a hard shoulder ram to the chest, followed by SAMBO CHOKESLAM!
Again Ursula goes for the pin and Bruiser kicks out, this time with a forearm to the cheek! Bruiser batters Ursula all the way back to a stand, then takes her arm and sends her to the nearby corner with an Irish whip, followed by a running forearm in the corner, then a pull back into a knee lift and JUMPING FREEDOM PUNCH! Ursula falls back into the corner, arms hooked in the ropes to keep her up! Becca lights her up with an onslaught of punches in the corner, battering Ursula straight to a seat. The Bruiser backs up, then runs full steam ahead, driving her knee right into Ursula's face! She then pulls Ursula up into a front facelock, lifts her up and places her feet on the ropes, then hits THE MAIDEN DDT!!!! On impact, she flips Ursula over for a quick pin! ONE!!! TWO!!! TTTHHHHHHRRRRRE-KICKOUT!!
Ursula practically rolls Becca off of her, flipping onto her back. The Bruiser gets to her feet and sees an opportunity as Ursula Pushes up. As soon as Ursula's on one knee, she rushes in with THE KICKSTARTER-NO! URSULA WHIPS HER HEAD UP! Pushing against Becca's stomping foot, she sends her foe flailing upwards a bit in the air and right into a wicked GREAT KICK UNDER THE CHIN! Bruiser's head snaps back and she falls to the canvas with Ursula spinning around and dropping across her for a pinfall! ONE!!! TWO!!! TTTHHHRRREEE!!!
WINNER AND STILL THE QUEEN OF THE SOUTH: URSULA VON ROSSBACH!!!
Spazz: FUCKING HELL!! She just wouldn't die!!
Koss: There's a reason that woman is the Queen of the South, because she can take anything you can dish out and more!!
Spazz: Who the fuck is gonna' take that title offa' Ursula? Seems like Zoey Star is the only one whos got the chops to make that shit happen!
Koss: ...and Zoey isn't coming back anytime soon!
Spazz: Fuck man.....
SEGMENT
We are backstage at the world renown Rebel Star Arena in Rome, Georgia with the Ultimate Conquest Champion dressed to compete, with his title draped over his shoulder, his wife and manager Esme Thunder who is casually leaning up against her husband shining up his title as Luther eyes up at the camera with a smile.Luther Thunder: Evening to you dear viewer wherever you are and thank you for inviting Southern Rebellion Wrestling to your home or wherever you are watching this, as like every other time SRW is home in Rome Georgia, tonight will not be a disappointment. Main Event of the night features yours truly defending this beautiful piece of hardware right here.
Esme glares at him with an arched brow and he blushes.
Luther Thunder: I meant...the championship.
As she goes back to shining the title Luther seems relieved looking at the camera and goes on.
Luther Thunder: against, the one and only Wrestling Hulk, Chris Styles, which some could say is the more talented, charismatic and overall superior Styles brother. A determined, ready and dedicated man of this profession, Christopher Styles is an example of integrity, never give up attitude and hard work and just how far it can get you. I do applaud you for that Brother Styles, I really do.
He follows up with clapping his hands and it sure as ever seems genuine to us watching. Esme looks up to him as he speaks up again.
Luther Thunder: I am not a man with a habit of bragging or speaking anything but the truth. So when I tell you that I have given my all for this championship, that my legendary matches against countless stars, and shining example of the biggest and best that this organization has to offer have made the Undisputed Conquest Championship what it is. When I tell you that I have defended this title again and again against varied opponents of level of styles, of all shapes and sizes, genders...there has been no limit to my opponents, anyone who has deemed worthy to fight me for this championship by our owner Melinda Rhodes has been given a fair and unbiased chance to do just that, to fulfill their dream. That is what is great about this company, where in so many places people are being favored offered special treatment and even protected by the “powers that be” Southern Rebellion Wrestling is nothing like that and I have survived through it all from the technical wizard to the rabid zombie Pitbull and everything in between and yet the championship is still right here.
For emphasis Esme knocks on the center plate and smirks at the camera
Luther smiles at the camera nodding his approval.
Luther Thunder: Chris Styles, you are no doubt a great competitor, a true contender and an example for generations to come for your work ethic and attitude in & out of the ring . However I want you to understand that while I have nothing but respect for you and what you have accomplished here in SRW, that our match tonight while it is in the Main Event as it should be, does not guarantee you a successful challenge. It also doesn’t promise you the kind of end result you might have ready for your mind, the kind where you would hold this championship up high hearing the crowd cheer, hear them stomp their feet and applaud you as you are announced as the NEWWWW Undisputed Conquest Champion. It may happen yet one of these days and against someone else, but if you expect it to happen tonight, and against me? You better stop dreaming and wake up, because while the names and faces do tend to change in this division when it comes to my challengers the story and the end result stays the same.
Esme reaches up and ruffles Luther’s hair as a surprising sign of public affection which he doesn’t mind as he goes on.
Luther Thunder: I know a loss tonight won’t get you down Chris, I know that no matter how badly I’d beat you, you will would bounce back up to try again. You can’t help it, that is in your nature, it’s in your blood, it is in your very soul. That is who you are Chris Styles, the one who will not stop trying again until he succeeds and I can’t help but admire it. Because to be honest, over the years I have faced people who some could consider smarter, more experienced and talented than you and they have quit after facing me. Some on their own will, some forced by the circumstances and yet, I don’t see you doing that. My advice to you Mr. Styles? If you do lose to me tonight do not expect the result to change if you come back to face me again. Do the right thing, be smart and wait for someone else to be the Ultimate Conquest Championship because facing me? That goes along the lines of the age old definition of insanity, of repeating the same mistakes and expecting a different result and while I do respect your bravery and your attitude, admittedly your first mistake is going against me and expecting to win. If you want a match worthy of a main event? I’ll give you one. If you want a fight? I’ll give you one, I’ll give you the fight of your life, just don’t expect to win that fight. Do not expect me to give you this championship Chris Styles, you may just be the Wrestling Hulk but I did not put my body, my health and my life on the line to make this championship what is just to hand it over. I am the Ultimate Conquest Championship and whoever because the champion after me has some pretty big shoes to fill to measure up with all I have done for this division. Because that is what I do Chris, I elevate the people and the companies I am in. That is who I am, I am not some musclebound goon who stands there and flexes trying to intimidate people. I make promises and I deliver on them, can you say the same Chris? Can you truly within your heart of hearts say that what you have accomplished in this company is just what you hoped it to be? Because I can and tonight this match of ours may just be the very best you have ever had in Rome, Georgia. Even in your whole career, just depends on how much you are willing to put into it, because if I lay it all on the line and do my very best, I expect you to stand up to that and measure up with me, because if you don’t? I will knock you down and I will knock you down hard, as many times as it takes. Phoning it in, half-assing it anything but your very best just won’t do Mr. Styles, and in the end will even that be enough? I guess we'll see that tonight, I can’t do much more than wish you good luck tonight, Chris, because you will need it, all of it. I’ll see you out there.
He walks off with the championship and we see Esme sigh with delight.
Esme Thunder: Isn’t he just the greatest?
She follows after him as the show goes on.
MAIN EVENT-2
CONQUEST CHAMPIONSHIP
LADDER MATCH
-LUTHER THUNDER (C)-VS-CHRIS STYLES-
-LUTHER THUNDER (C)-VS-CHRIS STYLES-
The Champion shoots Chris a hard glare, holding his championship aloft in a display of dominance before tossing it to the ref. Chris just nods, cracks his knuckles and motions him forward. Luther acts as if he's going to lock up with Chris, only to sucker punch him in the throat and then scoop slam him to the canvas with an impressive amount of power and force! Luther drops down on top of him, brutally attacking him with savage rights and lefts, roaring at the younger Styles brother. Chris just turtles up, weathering the rain of blows while Esme slides the ladder into the ring. Luther sees it, relenting long enough to go and pick it up. As he does so, Chris gets to his feet, wiping at a busted lip and sporting an angry scowl. Luther turns holding the ladder just as Chris runs at him and throws both feet into the ladder, driving it into Luther's chest and sending him staggering back into the corner!
Chris gathers the ladder up and runs right at Luther, ramming it right into his chest. He then drops it and snapmares Luther right over it! Chris climbs to the top rope and screams "COWABUNGA!" He executes a picture perfect SSP with only one fatal flaw, Luther rolls off the ladder and Chris goes chest first into the steel! On impact, he clutches his chest and thrashes around the ring in agony! Luther roars and boots Chris right in the head, then pulls him up for a Powerbomb but Chris reverses with an improvised Frankensteiner!!! Luther skids across the canvas, but recovers quickly, getting to his feet just in time to eat THE STYLES SMASH!!!! Chris lifts him up and hits THE DRIVER, followed by a pin! 1-2-NO! ESME PULLS HIM OUT OF THE RING!!!
Chris goes to swing at her, but she takes a quick swig from her whiskey flask, pulls out a lighter and blows a fireball right in his face! He covers up just barely, his arms singed! He looks back at Esme with even more anger, but before he could lay a hand on Mrs. Thunder, a running baseball slide catches him in the face! Luther Thunder joins the two outside and hurls Chris knees first into the ringsteps, sending him flipping over the top to land on the otherside! Luther then reaches over the guard rail, shoving a few fans aside as he picks up a steel chair. Folding it up he moves in quickly and nails a rising Chris with a brutal shot to the top of his skull, followed by another and another and another! The final shot busts Chris open, spinning him to the floor! Tossing the chair aside, Luther then presses Chris over his head and tosses him back into the ring! He promptly slides in right after him.
Luther sets up then gathers Chris up and hurls him into a corner. He moves back and goes for a running start. Chris tries to kick Luther, but Esme's holding both of his feet from outside and Luther collides full body with Chris. Esme sets up a table outside the ring while Luther hoists his foe up in a Crucifix pose on his back. Luther gets a fast walk and SWORD OF DAMACLESE TO THE OUTSIDE! Chris hits the table so hard it practically explodes beneath him!!!
Luther then climbs the ladder, reaches up, and takes the belt down.
WINNER AND STILL THE ULTIMATE CONQUEST CHAMPION: LUTHER THUNDER!!!
Koss: With assistance from Esme Thunder, Luther retains the Conquest Championship!!!
Spazz: Ain't nobody here would be unhappy with a wife like Esme, yo! That bitch will fucking KILL for your ass!
Koss: She spit a fireball right in Chris Style's face!!!
Spazz: She ain't sexy as fuck, but she's got it where it counts yo!
Koss: Well I leave you to make statements like that, but that's all the time we have! Thank you for coming and have a wonderful night!
Spazz: ROLL CREDITS MOTHERFUCKERS!!!!!
Chris gathers the ladder up and runs right at Luther, ramming it right into his chest. He then drops it and snapmares Luther right over it! Chris climbs to the top rope and screams "COWABUNGA!" He executes a picture perfect SSP with only one fatal flaw, Luther rolls off the ladder and Chris goes chest first into the steel! On impact, he clutches his chest and thrashes around the ring in agony! Luther roars and boots Chris right in the head, then pulls him up for a Powerbomb but Chris reverses with an improvised Frankensteiner!!! Luther skids across the canvas, but recovers quickly, getting to his feet just in time to eat THE STYLES SMASH!!!! Chris lifts him up and hits THE DRIVER, followed by a pin! 1-2-NO! ESME PULLS HIM OUT OF THE RING!!!
Chris goes to swing at her, but she takes a quick swig from her whiskey flask, pulls out a lighter and blows a fireball right in his face! He covers up just barely, his arms singed! He looks back at Esme with even more anger, but before he could lay a hand on Mrs. Thunder, a running baseball slide catches him in the face! Luther Thunder joins the two outside and hurls Chris knees first into the ringsteps, sending him flipping over the top to land on the otherside! Luther then reaches over the guard rail, shoving a few fans aside as he picks up a steel chair. Folding it up he moves in quickly and nails a rising Chris with a brutal shot to the top of his skull, followed by another and another and another! The final shot busts Chris open, spinning him to the floor! Tossing the chair aside, Luther then presses Chris over his head and tosses him back into the ring! He promptly slides in right after him.
Luther sets up then gathers Chris up and hurls him into a corner. He moves back and goes for a running start. Chris tries to kick Luther, but Esme's holding both of his feet from outside and Luther collides full body with Chris. Esme sets up a table outside the ring while Luther hoists his foe up in a Crucifix pose on his back. Luther gets a fast walk and SWORD OF DAMACLESE TO THE OUTSIDE! Chris hits the table so hard it practically explodes beneath him!!!
Luther then climbs the ladder, reaches up, and takes the belt down.
WINNER AND STILL THE ULTIMATE CONQUEST CHAMPION: LUTHER THUNDER!!!
Koss: With assistance from Esme Thunder, Luther retains the Conquest Championship!!!
Spazz: Ain't nobody here would be unhappy with a wife like Esme, yo! That bitch will fucking KILL for your ass!
Koss: She spit a fireball right in Chris Style's face!!!
Spazz: She ain't sexy as fuck, but she's got it where it counts yo!
Koss: Well I leave you to make statements like that, but that's all the time we have! Thank you for coming and have a wonderful night!
Spazz: ROLL CREDITS MOTHERFUCKERS!!!!!
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CREDITS
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-CAPTAIN COSMO-VS-DEAN ROSE-
-PATTI ROSE-VS-FAYE LANGE-
-HOUSE OF DIX-VS-SOCIALITES-
ALEX
-CHAOS A.D.-VS-RIOT GROUP-
ALEX
-PSYCHO MAGUIRE (C)-VS-AURORA ZAMBROTTA-
ALEX
-PRETTY COMMITTEE-VS-SISTERS OF DESTRUCTION-
ALEX
-AZURINE VEBBINS-VS-AKAKO OGAWA-
-WOLFPACK-VS-COVENANT-
ALEX
-TONI BEASLEY-VS-KENDRICK KROSS-
-LIL' DREAM MACHINES-VS-SKILLZ VENDORZ-
ALEX
-SYLVIA LOPEZ-VS-CODA-
ALEX
-URSULA VON ROSSBACH (C)-VS-BECCA MAGUIRE-
-LUTHER THUNDER (C)-VS-CHRIS STYLES-
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