April 15, 2018
Sam’s Town
Las Vegas, NV
We catch up to our favorite cowboy backstage after Climax Control has gone off the air. “Big Country” Wyatt Peterson has just finished his match in the first round of the sixth annual Blast from the Past tournament. If you’re unfamiliar with the Blast from the Past tournament, it’s a yearly event that Sin City Wrestling puts on in honor of the legendary men and women of wrestling. Superstars and bombshells come from all over the world and from several different promotions to compete in mixed tag team action in hopes of winning an SCW championship match in their respective divisions. Unfortunately for Wyatt, him and his partner, Alana Allure, have just lost in the first round of the Blast from the Past to Chris Crippler and “Punk Princess” Amy Marshall and would not be advancing. Wyatt is sitting in the trainer’s room getting his surgically repaired neck checked out after his first match in about three years. The trainer is dressed casually in blue jeans and a button up shirt with a flannel design. Blue latex gloves adorn his hands and he feels around Wyatt’s neck and shoulders.
Trainer: Any pain?
Wyatt: Nope. Just mah ego, a bit.
The trainer doesn’t even crack a grin at Wyatt’s poor attempt at a joke. He is too focused on examining the cowboy. After a few more moments, the trainer stops poking around and takes off his gloves, tossing them into a nearby trashcan. He picks up a clipboard and starts jotting down some notes as Wyatt watches him, waiting for the results.
Wyatt: Well… what’s the verdict, doc?
Trainer: Well… everything feels fine and you say you’re not in pain. I think you’re probably good to go.
Wyatt pumps his fist in celebration.
Wyatt: Alright! Too bad ah’m done wit’ this tourn’ment. It felt real good tah be back in the ring.
There’s a knock at the door, but before anyone can reply, the door opens and SCW’s backstage interviewer “Stoner” Scott Oliver pops his head into the room. He looks around and gets a big grin on his face when he sees Wyatt on the exam table.
Stoner: Hey cowboy, I don’t know what you did wrong, but Christian is looking for you. He said if I find you, to send you to his office. Good luck.
The stoner’s head disappears back into the hallway with the door closing behind him. Wyatt hops off of the exam table and takes the trainer’s hand in his to shake it.
Wyatt: Thanks, doc. Guess ah should go git mah pink slip from the boss. Ah’ll see ya ‘round.
Wyatt grabs his Stetson and places it on his head before leaving the room. The scene fades.
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Ten minutes later
The scene resumes in the office of SCW Owner Christian Underwood. His chair is turned away from his desk as he is in the middle of a phone call.
Christian: I understand, and that’s exactly why that rule was put into place. Now we have a way to deal with this situation without controversy. Well… not much controversy at least.
There is a knock at the door. Christian spins his chair to see Wyatt Peterson shyly opening the door. Christian waves Wyatt in. Wyatt makes his way into the room and closes the door behind him.
Christian: Look, it’s already a done deal. We will just have to move forward from here. I’ll talk to you later.
Christian ends his call and turns to face Wyatt as he puts his phone down onto his desk. With a smile, Christian motions to the chair on the opposite side of the desk.
Christian: Please, Wyatt, take a seat.
Wyatt does as he’s told, placing his Stetson in his lap as he sits down in the purple cushioned chair. Christian looks at the nervous cowboy for a moment before beginning.
Christian: Let me begin by saying how happy I was when you committed to the Blast from the Past tournament. After our little hiatus, we really needed some of the SCW originals to get it back off the ground.
Wyatt: Well, sir, t’was really an honor that ya had me back. It means a lot tah me tah start mah comeback in an SCW ring.
Christian: Yes, that’s what I wanted to talk to you about. Your match tonight didn’t go as well as, I assume, you wished.
Wyatt rubs the back of his neck.
Wyatt: Yeah… ah guess ya could say that. It definitely woulda been nice tah at least last a couple matches.
Christian: Well, you’re in luck. Due to a small loophole, we are giving you a new partner and putting you back into the Blast from the Past quarter-finals next week.
This perks Wyatt right up as he straightens himself up in his chair.
Wyatt: Oh?
With a bit of a sly grin, Mr. Underwood gets ready to tell Wyatt who his new partner would be, but he is interrupted by an incoming call on his cell phone. Christian looks down at his phone on the desk and picks it up, putting up his index finger to indicate that it would be just a moment before answering the call.
Christian: This is Christian.
The voice on the other side of the phone is loud and urgent sounding. Christian’s demeanor changes to one of frustration.
Christian: Hold on just a moment.
Christian removes the phone from his ear to address Wyatt, who has taken to looking around the office at the artwork.
Christian: Wyatt, can we continue this later? I have to take this call.
Wyatt stands up quickly, almost tripping over his own feet in the process.
Wyatt: O’ course! Ah’ll catch up with ya later.
Wyatt places his Stetson back onto his head and tips it towards Christian before opening the door. Christian puts the phone back to his ear as Wyatt exits to the hallway, closing the door behind him. Before Wyatt can even take a step, he is bombarded by “Stoner” Scott Oliver and a cameraman.
Stoner: Wyatt, now that you’re back in the Blast from the Past tournament, what are your thoughts on being teamed up with the Punk Princess?
The stoner puts the microphone into Wyatt’s dumbfounded face as he attempts to process what was just asked.
Wyatt: Punk Princess? Wait a minute…
A big smile spreads across the big man’s face as he realizes who his partner is.
Wyatt: Are ya tellin’ me that mah new pardner is former Bombshell Champion Amy Marshall?
Stoner: Yeah. I thought Mr. Underwood just told you.
Wyatt: That’s the best news ah’ve heard all day! Me an’ Amy Marshall! YEEEEEEEHAWWWWW!!!
Wyatt disappears down the hall, celebrating the news of his new tag team partner. The Stoner is left outside Christian Underwood’s office looking on, perplexed, as the scene fades.
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April 17, 2018
Excalibur Hotel & Casino
Las Vegas, Nevada
Before the scene even begins, the sound of loud chatter and excitement fills the room. The scene opens with an overview of the main casino floor at Excalibur in Las Vegas. The constant “DING DING DING!” from winning slot machines is the only sound that seems to overpower the chatter. We zoom in on a row of “Wheel Of Fortune” slot machines. A familiar hat adorns the head of one of the players. As we get closer, we realized that it’s “Big Country” Wyatt Peterson that is trying his luck at the machine. He pulls the handle and watches as the reels spin… and spin… and spin. After what feels like forever (which in reality was only about three seconds), the reels stop one by one. The first one stops at the Wheel of Fortune logo. Two more of these and the bonus wheel at the top of the machine would spin. The second one stops… another Wheel of Fortune logo. The third on takes the longest to stop. It leaves Wyatt (and us) in suspense until it stops on… a dollar sign. Wyatt lets out a disappointed sigh and turns to the person playing on his left.
Wyatt: Ah almost had it that time. Only needed one more wheel.
The person leans forward to look at Wyatt’s machine and it’s none other than Wyatt’s mentor and former SCW Superstar, Tom Dudely.
Tom: Yup. Looks like you came up just a little short. That’s the second time this week you weren’t able to finish the job.
Wyatt: Hey! This has nothin’ tah do with mah match last week. Ah’ll admit that ah didn’t get the job done at Climax Control, but that had more tah do with mah pardner than me.
Tom: Blah! Blah! Blah! You can’t be coming up with excuses if you wanna win. When it comes to tag team wrestling, you either need to have your partner’s back one-hundred percent, or you need to make sure you get the job done yourself. Kinda like how Braun Strowman had that kid as his partner and pretty much just won the tag titles in that promotion on his own.
Wyatt: Ah liked Nicholas.
Tom: So did about everyone else. Your partner wasn’t able to hold her own last week and you didn’t step up to get the job done yourself. Lucky for you, I don’t think you’ll have the same problem with your new partner.
A grin spreads across Wyatt’s face like a smitten school boy.
Wyatt: Ah’m real excited tah have Amy as mah pardner. It don’t get much better than having an SCW Grandslam Champ as yer pardner.
Tom: That’s true. You know that the Punk Princess will hold up her end. You’ll just have to step up your game against Dmetri. He’s a former champion for a reason. He’s pretty damn good in the ring. Then there’s the whole vampire thing.
Wyatt chuckles.
Wyatt: Vampire…
Tom: I’m not saying that I buy into it either, but he’s definitely got something off about him that gives me the creeps.
Wyatt: Maybe ah oughta wear a turtleneck in mah match this week. Jus’ in case he gets thirsty.
The two men laugh.
Tom: It’s all good to laugh right now, but come Sunday, you’ll need to be on your A game. Either that or hope that Amy takes care of that Lucy chick quickly and you don’t have to deal with Dmetri at all.
Wyatt: Ah ain’t sayin’ ah’m afraid of ‘im, but ah wouldn’t complain if that were tah happen.
Tom laughs at Wyatt’s admission as a bony finger pokes Wyatt in the back of his shoulder. Wyatt turns around and finds himself face to face with a wisp of thin white hair attached to the frail looking wrinkled body of an elderly woman. In one hand, she is holding a cup full of quarters and has her purse hanging across the crook of her elbow. With her other hand, she’s pointing at the big man’s face.
Wyatt: Can ah help ya, ma’am?
The woman replies with a screechy voice.
Elderly Woman: You’ve been sitting at my machine for an hour just flapping your gums. I want my seat back.
Wyatt is taken aback by these accusations.
Wyatt: Ah’m sorry, ma’am. Ah didn’t realize this was yer machine. Ah musta missed yer name on it.
The woman does not appear to be amused by Wyatt’s sarcasm.
Wyatt: Alright… alright… it’s about time tah get outta here anyway. Ya ready, Tom?
Tom: Yeah. Let’s go.
The two men stand up. Wyatt’s butt has barely separated from the seat before the elderly woman slides into “her” seat and starts pumping in quarters. Tom and Wyatt laugh at the situation as they start walking away.
Tom: Hey, I just realized something.
Wyatt: Yeah?
Tom: Yeah. You’re a little bit country. Amy’s a little bit rock and roll.
Wyatt stops in his tracks and just shakes his head in disbelief at Tom’s joke. Tom bursts into laughter. Wyatt waits for Tom to gather himself.
Wyatt: Are ya done?
Tom: Yeah. Let’s go.
The two men start weaving their way through the casino again.
Wyatt: Where do ya wanna go now?
Tom: Well, first, I need to take a leak.
Wyatt: Mmkay…
Tom: Then after, I’m thinking we should go see Donny and Marie.
Tom bursts into laughter again. Wyatt starts shaking his head again but quickly gives into the laughter. The friends continue walking through the casino again as the scene fades.
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April 21, 2018
Wyatt’s Hotel Room
Las Vegas, Nevada
The scene opens in a dark room. The only light is emitting from a small split between the curtains. We can make out the shape of a large shirtless man in the bed. Since this is Wyatt Peterson’s hotel room, I assume it’s pretty safe to say that that’s Wyatt in the bed. Wyatt turns over a few times trying to get comfortable, finally just lying on his back, staring at the ceiling, thinking to himself.
Ah’ve come a long way tah get back to Sin City Wrasslin’. After mah neck injury at the hands of Rage all those years ago, ah wasn’t supposed tah step foot in a ring again. Now, after mah miraculous recovery, ah’ve gotten mah first match under mah belt an’ am preppin’ for another one.
Ah know this ain’t gonna be an easy match tah win either. Ah’m psyched fer mah new pardner. Anyone would be lucky tah be teamed up with Amy Marshall. She’s probably the most talented woman on the roster. It’s jus’ that we’re gonna be up against a vampire and some kinda magic lady.
Ah don’t really understand that stuff. Momma always raised me up tah believe in what the Bible says. It’s been a while since ah’ve read that stuff, but ah don’t remember there bein’ no vampires in there. There was a bit o’ magic though. Ah dunno… maybe that Lucy gal really is magic. I ain’t buyin’ that vampire thing though. Ah’ve tasted mah own blood. It ain’t good. Nobody can like that as their main food supply.
Man, mah mind wanders when ah’m tired. Ah really need tah get some sleep or ah ain’t gonna be any good fer mah match tomorrow. Lucy an’ Dmetri worked real good last week against Casey an’ Song. Me an’ Amy are gonna hafta bring our best to beat ‘em.
Ya best believe we will.
The scene fades.
