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Roleplay Boards => Climax Control Roleplays => Topic started by: Logan Hunter on August 20, 2025, 09:46:14 AM
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While Logan lost the match to Miles in Ibiza things took a shocking turn earlier in the night when it was revealed that Guy with a Cape had no showed his scheduled title defence against Vincent Lyons Jr., forfeiting the Roulette Title in the process and subsequently left the company alongside Internet Champion Kevin Carter and the entire Harris clan, but things would only get wilder from there, with the resignation of SCW co-owner Mark Ward and longtime Colour Commentator Jason Addams leaving the company.
In amidst all that chaos though? Vincent put out an ultimatum to the rest of the male roster: for the upcoming Violent Conduct PPV he was holding an open challenge, open to anyone who answered the challenge before the end of the following Climax Control, Logan, who had been screwed out of the Roulette Title by Guy, jumped at the chance but there was another man in the picture, someone who also participated in the Overboard Battle Royal at Summer XXXTreme: Liam Davies! Why? Because he had answered he challenge right after Logan! Sensing an opportunity the newly appointed GM Evelyn Hall booked the two men in the opening contest of the penultimate show of the cycle, emanating from Cyprus! And fitting with the party theme of the tour? It was a Hangover Hell Rules Match, where both men would start the match by taking a shot and would get more shots throughout the match, only way to win? To slam the opponent through a table covered with empty beer bottles! Can Logan win?
Backstage at Climax Control 433, Mykonos, Greece
Sunday the 17th of August 2025, 19:00pm
The hour of my redemption is at hand.
When I heard that Vincent Lyons Jr. was opening his unexpected reign with an open challenge for Violent Conduct at Miami Beach? I jumped at the chance, I answered his challenge within minutes of Climax Control going on the air and since it’s been made official? I will soon pick up where I left off!
No one deserves that title more than me! The fact that one of the bosses has resigned tell me everything I need to know about that farce of a title reign that followed mine.
But at least now? I can set right what went wrong.
”At long last, I will do what needs to be done at Violent Conduct.” I commented to the Shields Sisters as I sat on a crate in the backstage area, both Brooke and Marissa were 5ft 4, should go without saying as they are twin sisters, and this was usually the easiest way they could make eye contact with me at SCW Shows. ”That title will soon be mine again!”
”Gotta say, this is the happiest I’ve seen you since I moved in with you guys.” Marissa responded as she leaned against the wall and we turned to her. ”Whether that’s unnerving or not is anyone’s guess.”
”Yeah well, it’s not like anyone else can answer the challenge now, right?” Brooke asked as the stunning redhead folded her arms and Marissa, who sported the twins’ natural dark brown hair colour just shrugged her shoulders, while that was going on we heard footsteps approaching but dismissed it, thinking it was a member of the backstage crew. ”What matters is you preparing for that title match.”
“Excuse me.” A female British accent rang out and we stopped though we didn’t turn to acknowledge the woman. “I’m looking for Logan Hunter.”
”He’s right here lady.” Brooke responded as she started to turn around. ”He’s the tall, dark and brooding guy sitting on the craaaaaaaaate.” Brooke’s last words trailed off as she realized just how much taller the woman was than her and by extension? Marissa. ”Okay, who the hell are you? I’m pretty sure I would’ve noticed a tall glass of vanilla milkshake on the staff before!”
“Just as charming as Christian told me.” The woman responded sarcastically as she looked over The Shields Sisters and then me. “My name is Evelyn Hall, and this is my first night in SCW.”
”Oh! You’re the new GM Christian hired?” Marissa nodded as she recognized her. ”Err, I’m Marissa, the older of the twins, Brooke’s the sassy bitch who happens to be my younger sister and Logan’s the guy you’re after.”
“Charmed, at least one member of your little group has remembered their manors.” Evelyn responded before she walked up to me. “I’m here to talk to you about your challenge to Vincent Lyons Jr. Mr. Hunter.”
”What about it?” I asked as I shifted my weight. ”I thought Christian approved Vincent’s open challenge?”
“He did, and your response to it is valid.” Evelyn responded as she checked her notes. “As was Liam Davies’s response.”
”WHAT?!” I demanded as my expression darkened. ”What are you talking about?!”
“Put simply? You and Liam had the same idea.” Evelyn explained as she handed me a piece of paper. “And Vincent never said anything about his first defence being a singles match, speaking off? I used this opportunity to book you against Liam in next week’s opener.”
”Listen here woman I…………..” I stood up abruptly while looking down, something I had done many a time since my girlfriend is a short, petite woman who I tower over, same goes for Marissa, instead of looking at her face though? I was looking her cleavage. ”I…………”
“Eyes up here, young man.” Evelyn instructed me and Marissa barely contained a snort as I slowly lifted my head up to realize that not only was she exceptionally tall for a woman? She was taller than me. “And before you ask? I’m 6ft 3.”
”6ft 3?!” Brooke stammered as she looked Evelyn over. ”You’re telling me that Christian found the one businesswoman who’s the same height as Tempest?!”
“Yes, but alas, I’m not nearly as strong as her.” Evelyn responded as I sat back down. “That’s all for today, and Logan? Next time you set a coffin on fire? Do it outdoors and away from any buildings.”
”That was a one off!” I called after her but she was already gone. ”Hangover Hell, she wants me and Liam to get drunk throughout the match.”
”And I can see why Christian likes her.” Marissa commented with a small smirk on her face. ”And didn’t you say that he couldn’t handle his drink Brooke?”
”Yep! In other words next week is gonna be a long night.” Brooke responded before the night drifted on.
Bedrock Karaoke Bar, Cyprus, Greece
Tuesday the 19th of August 2025, 21:00pm
How did they talk me into this?!
I intended to spend the week training for the match against Liam but, much like they did in the Viking Era Tour, they have been dragging me into social situations because apparently? I need to socialize more.
At least they made a point of avoiding the beach this time after Marissa nearly had sex with a local who planned to use tampered condoms.
”Of course she’s treating this like it’s a Blind Audition for The Voice.” Marissa sighed as we watched Brooke absolutely butcher “It’s All Coming Back To Me Now” by Celine Dion. ”I swear I’ve heard better high notes from guys after they’ve been hit in the balls!”
”You dragged me away from my training for this.” I grunted to Marissa as we continued to watch Brooke make a fool of herself. ”Now we have to listen to her mimic the sounds of a dying, constipated cat!”
”How exactly do you know what that sounds like?!” Marissa asked after stopping mid sip of her drink. ”You know what? Never mind, forget I asked! I don’t want to know.”
”Suit yourself.” I responded bluntly as Marissa continued to drink, a few minutes later and after Brooke was practically dragged off stage after threatening the audience with an encore she returned to our booth. ”That was interesting.”
”I swear to god, the Greeks have no taste.” Brooke grunted as she sat down next to Marissa who chose to ignore her younger sister’s complaints. ”It’s not enough that they have the worst food this side of the Mediterranean!”
”Saying that in a room full of drunk Greeks is certainly a choice sis.” Marissa deadpanned as she glanced out at he crowd, luckily they were too engrossed in the current performer to notice. ”Just saying.”
”And I’m just saying that if I wanted good Greek food? I’d hop across the Adriatic and eat in Italy!” Brooke responded as she rolled her eyes. ”Thank god this is the last stop on the tour in Greece! At least I can eat some heat when we’re in Mexico next week!”
”Funny, I could’ve sworn that you think Mayo is too spicy!” Marissa retorted and before m or Brooke could say anything? Her name came up next in the Karaoke and she took to the stage.
And easily upstaged Brooke, I might add.
Troodos Mountains, Cyprus, Greece
Wednesday the 20th of August 2025, 11:00am
*promo time*
After the madness of the karaoke trip last night I was back to training in the mountains of Cyprus, however we decided to use this opportunity to film a promo.
”This was supposed to be my moment!” I declared to the camera as Marissa filmed us. ”Months after that damn jester robbed me of my destiny, months of waiting for the bossed to grow a spine and do something about it, it took Guy with a Cape’s long overdue departure from the company to finally put this injustice to rest! All I can say to Guy and the rest of his ilk is good riddance to bad rubbish!
But rather than return the title to its rightful owner, they gave it to Vincent Lyons Jr. for the simple fact that he was set to be Guy’s next challenger after Summer XXXTreme! But Vincent has thus far proven to be a far more giving champion than that face painted moron ever was because he issued an open challenge for his next challenger, that challenge was mine and mine alone to answer, why did they allow Liam Davies to also answer the challenge?!”
Brooke stepped forward with an unimpressed look on her face.
”We know what te official line was, Vincent never said anything about only one Superstar answering the challenge, but surely, this thing should’ve been on a first come, first serve basis, right?!” Brooke asked as she shook her head. ”But no, now Logan and Liam will service as Vincent’s first challenges and the tall babe who’s been hired as the new GM has decided to book Logan and Liam in the opening match for this week’s show.
A Hangover Hell Match, because of there’s two great tastes that go together? It’s alcohol and violence!” Brooke added as she rolled her eyes. ”Off course since this match is No DQ? I’m free to interfere whenever I want and unlike certain others? I’m honest about my intentions, hell unlike the washed cop here? Logan answered Vincent’s challenge to his face, something that Liam didn’t have the balls to do!”
I stepped forward and started pacing.
”Others stab you in the back, I smile to your face as I twist the knife, that is what sets us apart in our war Liam!” I insisted before motioning to one of the mountains beneath us. ”Liam, you are insignificant to me and my plans! All in all? You’re just another brick in the wall, much like the bricks that make that building down there!
You exist to support your betters and nothing more!” I snarled before folding my arms. ”It does seem like we accepted the challenge for much the same reasons Liam: hatred of the clown who masqueraded as a champion! But make no mistakes, you will not stop me from reclaiming what I never should’ve lost!”
Brooke stepped forward again.
”The fact that the title was passed on to Vincent like a damn participation trophy because certain idiots couldn’t handle the heat is a damn joke but Logan refuses to be the damn punchline!” Brooke stated as she flipped some hair over her shoulder. ”When we take back the title at Violent Conduct? We will pick up where we left off, and if we could strike Guy’s name from the records? We would, but we’ll settle for being a far superior champion to that clown instead!”
It's that simple.
”In time I will be proven right and the Christian will realize the grave error he made in allowing Guy to have his way, and Liam? He will serve as an example.” I stated as I folded my arms. ”An example of what happens to those foolish or brave enough to get in between me and MY RIGHTFUL THRONE! We allowed that jester to hold power over the title divisions for too long, now that he has gone? WE CAN HEAL!”
And with that I decided to wrap things up.
”And that healing process begins with our match Liam, this Sunday I will make an example of you in pursuit of my own brand of justice!” I added as I smirked sadistically. ”And that will serve ss a taste of the carnage to come at Violent Conduct! Woe to the Vanquished, for the souls of delusional egomaniacs on a power trip will never be mourned! And as Liam Davies embraces oblivion? I WILL RECLAIM MY THRONE!”
Marissa turned off the camera as the scene fades.