Sunday Night Special
Sin City Underground Supershow April 28th
Supershow go home show for London Brawling II
Tokyo Dome, Tokyo, Japan
Victim of Me by Descendants begins to play over the sounds system, the lights begin to strobe through the venue as Amy appears through the curtain.
Crowd: *MEGA POP!* YOKOSO! YOKOSO! YOKOSO! (WELCOME! WELCOME! WELCOME!)
She surveys the arena and surveys the crowd, where she smiles before heading down the ramp, where she soaks in the atmosphere, as she slaps the fades hands before making her way into the ring, where Amy takes her time as she puts her hands together and bows to the fans before turning and grabbing a mic.
Amy: [In Japanese] Firstly I like to say thank you to the SCU for inviting me to your beautiful country and the amazing city of Tokyo. It is a great honor to be here and I can’t wait to wrestle in front of you.
The crowd cheer at Amy’s Japanese but also the appreciation.
Amy: [In English] Tonight and for unfortunately one night only… I am up against Chanelle Martinez-Blade. Someone who I recognise but never actually stepped into the ring with. She was a little before my time. But having looked up records… she and Torielle Jackson did very little in Sin City Wrestling and didn’t win too much… just your basic run of the mill nobodies, who weren’t that impressive. Amy shrugs.
Amy: [In English] Being invited to SCU and to Tokyo… I couldn’t turn down, however, I am a little disappointed in the opponent. I was hoping for someone… that isn’t Chanelle. Unfortunately, I didn’t have the choice in picking the opponent, but I do have the choice in how this match will turn out.
Chanelle… we never met in the ring, but I have done my homework and watched matches from your time in Sin City Wrestling and here in Sin City Underground… frankly you are not that impressive. Just another so called trashy mean girl type with no imagination and no original thought. Chanelle… go ahead and call me whatever the hell you like… since you like to take cheap shots. But you know what… I don’t care what you think. I’ve heard it all before.
So tonight… you are my warm up match for London Brawling. Tonight, will be a walk in the park for me…. Chanelle you are going to be in for hell of a ride, and it isn’t going to be pleasant. I will give what the fans deserve… a good show, a good match and a successful by their favourite wrestler.
Chanelle… I hope you are ready because your night is about to end in severe disappointment.
[in Japanese] Good luck Chanelle… Victim of me by The Descendants hits over the p.a as Amy hands back the mic before once more showing appreciation to the Japanese fans before climbing out of the ring and heads up the ramp slapping the fans hands, as Amy bows once more and then turns and enters the backstage area.
Dev: I'm backstage with Mark "The Dragon" Cross, fresh off his victory in the Main Event in Episode 19. How do you plan on spending your month off, perfecting that springboard corkscrew thing I saw you working on? The Dragon: I've already got that nailed Dev, I'm just waiting for the right moment to break it out for the Sin City fans. Dev: Glad to hear it. So Donna Beauchamp has been speaking on social media about a tag team moving up to Sin City Wrestling...and you've already been exchanging blows with Sierra Williams… The Dragon: Is there a question coming here, or? Dev: Is it you? I mean...it's gotta be you right? And who's going along with you? Mark shrugged.
The Dragon: I have no idea. Honestly, I haven't had any conversations with anyone about moving anywhere. I just saw an opportunity to troll on Twitter like I normally do, and Sierra well and truly took the bait. Would I love to take the step up and take her and Lachlan Kane on for the tag titles? Absolutely. She, like many before her, is making the mistake of underestimating me. I've come across many in my time that have done exactly that in the past. There's no greater pleasure than showing doubters what a real challenge looks like, and leaving with your hand held aloft when it's all said and done. Dev: I hear your protege Faith Simpson is on the mend from her broken leg and will be back in action soon. If the title shot did come about, would you rather her in your corner or Valentina? The Dragon: Wow, Dev...now you know that's not fair… Dev: Oh was that too much? I was taking some lessons from Marissa Henry about… The Dragon: ...about getting the answers at any cost, yeah I see that. Faith has her own path. She was a champion before her injury, and given the talent she has, I wouldn't be surprised if she is again. Would she be my first choice? Yes, but she'd be first choice over anyone, in any company, so it's not a fair comparison. That doesn't mean I don't believe in what I'm building here… Mark proudly showed the Fire Dragons t-shirt he was sporting to the camera
The Dragon: ...and we'll prove it with another victory out in Japan. Dev: Well you heard it here first, The Dragon and Valentina are hungry for another win. Let's see if they can make it happen!
Tag Team Match
Mark Cross and Valentina vs Vanu Naufau and Mz Holly WoodLiam: The following Tag Team contest is scheduled for one fall! Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiintroducing first, from Canterbury, England, standing at 6’1” and weighing in at 225lb, he is… Mark “The Drrrrrrrrrrragon” Croooooooooosssssssssss!!! The arena lights dim as the bassline to "Never Again" begins to rumble around the arena. As the guitar riff hits, so does the lights, revealing Mark "The Dragon" Cross standing, one fist aloft, at the top of the aisle. Receiving recognition from the crowd, he strides purposefully to ringside, taking a moment to survey the scene as he reaches the apron.
Flashes like cameras go across the stage and the audience as the sound accompanies it. Scars To Your Beautiful by Alessia Cara begins on the PA as pure beauty walks through the curtains. Her hair blows in the wind as she looks up at the ceiling. She places a hand on her hip as she lets the crowd admire her despite getting a mixed reaction.
Liam: Please welcome, on her way to the ring from Merida, Spain. She stands at 5'11" and weighs in at 125 pounds, she is pure perfection... Valentinaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! Once Valentina is officially announced, she turns and begins walking down the ramp. She pushes her hair out of her face as she vogues, showing off her face to it's full capacity. She steps up to the ring steps and looks around with a majestic smile. She takes to the steps as she comes to the apron. She looks around for a moment, stomping her foot in protest as a scantily clad man runs down the ramp and climbs onto the apron. He sits on the middle rope, opening it for her. Valentina then takes off her Loubotins and hands them to the man as she prances barefoot around the ring. She refuses to let go of the spotlight.
Liam: Aaaaaaaaaaaand their opponents. Can’t knock the Hustle by Weezer starts playing as Red Silver and Yellow lights flash across the arena. Vanu steps out onto the entrance ramp doing a little shuffle and moving to the music.
Liam: On his way to the ring first, from Nuku?alofa, Tonga, standing at 6’ and weighing in at 210lb, he is… Vanu Nauuuuuufauuuuuuuu!!! He looks out over the crowd hyping them up as he bounces around the stage before running down and sliding under the bottom rope into the ring. Standing in the middle of the ring he does a traditional Tongan dance turning to each side of the arena before standing tall and pounding his closed left fist three times against his chest and raising it high toward the entrance ramp.
Liam: And his partner, from West Hollywood, CA standing at 5’8” and weighing in at 165lb, she is… Mz Holly Woooooooooooooooooood!!! "Hollywood" by Collective blasts over the sound system as a pink shadow box appears through the curtains. The silhouette of a lovely lady dancing is seen from the inside, seducing the crowd with her feminine wiles. It comes to rest at the edge of the stage, and after a moment, the lady inside kicks her way through the thin paper to reveal... Holly Wood! Mz. Wood if you nasty. She flips her blonde hair over her shoulder as she raises her arms in the air, loosening her hips before sashaying down the ramp. She climbs onto the apron, swaying her hips back and forth as she lowers herself down into a split position. She crawls under the ropes and does a sexy pose on the mat before leaping up, dancing around the ring to the music as she waits for her opponent.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Gena: Holly Wood and Valentina are starting the fight off. Val could take a few lessons from Holly on how to be a diva as Holly sashays around the ring, getting the crowd excited. Chad: Valentina bites at her bottom lip for a second and then she rushes at Holly, bringing her over with a quick Fireman’s Carry. Valentina then bridges over into a pin. One!
Two!
Kickout!
Gena: Valentina does a kip up and goes off of the ropes with a Lionsault, but Holly rolls out of the way. Valentina lands on her feet, but Holly catches her with a Chick Kick that sends her ass right back to the mat. Chad: Holly picks Valentina up and whips her into the corner. She comes flying at Val with a Hip Check. Holly shimmies before coming back to Val with another. Valentina falls to the ground, and Holly comes back for a third Hip Check to Val’s head. Gena: Valentina rolls to the outside of the ring at the last second. As Holly’s hip collides with the turnbuckle, Val pulls Holly’s feet out from under her. She climbs the apron and flies over with a Vaulting Leg Drop to Holly. She hooks the leg. One…
Two…
Kickout!
Chad: Valentina shakes her head and stands up, bringing Holly with her. She sends Holly into the ropes, but Holly veers off and tags in Vanu! Gena: Vanu steps inside of the ring as Valentina stops in her tracks. Vanu comes toward Valentina, who then holds onto her chest. She bats her eyelashes at Vanu and takes a step back. Chad: I’ve played that same role with half the male roster. This will end in a wedgie for Valentina, or being stuffed in a locker. There’s no way that it will work. Gena: She blows Vanu a kiss, and Vanu can be seen blushing. She runs her fingers over his bicep and she giggles as she speaks softly to him. He nods his head and he flexes his biceps one at a time. Chad: Valentina grabs one of his arms and wraps it around her. She grabs the other, and Vanu’s hand slides down a little bit, but it’s clear that Valentina is looking for a Belly to Belly Suplex, not this! Valentina gasps as Vanu leans in for a kiss, and she… she headbutts Vanu! Crowd: Hahahaha!
Gena: And us ladies call that the Blue Ball Special! Vanu holds his nose as Valentina begins throwing punches at Vanu. They have a moderate impact, so she begins throwing kick after kick, with more effect. Chad: Vanu blocks a kick and grabs Valentina’s leg. He pulls Valentina in for an Exploder Suplex. Valentina arches her back as she holds onto it in pain. Vanu shouts at her in his native tongue. Gena: He just fucked her up with one move! Valentina isn’t used to being handled like this in the ring, so this is a major test for Mark Cross’ partner. Vanu leans down to pick Valentina up, but Valentina trips him up over the middle rope and leaps over to Cross for the tag! Chad: Cross is on fire, raging pissed as he charges over to Vanu, clubbing him hard across the back. It seems as if he’s becoming a bit more protective of Valentina here. He leans in to growl something at Vanu. Gena: He picks Vanu off of the mat and then bounces off of the ropes. Vanu looks for a clothesline, but Cross ducks under it. As he comes off of the opposite ropes, he crashes into Vanu with a fucking righteous Spear! Chad: As Vanu holds onto his ribs, he tries to get up to one knee. However, Cross comes out of nowhere with a Shining Wizard! Crowd: *POP!*
Gena: Holly comes inside of the ring, but Valentina charges at Holly, hitting a Spear of her own! Cross sets Vanu up for, uhhhh… that move he does (Tiger Driver '91)! He hooks the leg! One!
Two!
Three!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Liam: Here are your winners… Mark Cross and Valentina!!! “Never Again” plays over the speakers as Cross gets back up to his feet. The crowd cheers him on, but he’s not about celebrating. He kicks Vanu until Vanu rolls out of the ring and to the mat outside. Valentina comes up to Cross and thanks him as she also tries to calm him down. Valentina claps her hands before the referee raises their arms up. Valentina and Cross look to one another with nods of approval.
Backstage at the legendary and historical Tokyo Dome, Team Canada enters the interview area with Marissa Henry.
Marissa: Please Welcome my guest at this time, Team Canada. Earl: What’s up Marissa. Marissa: Last week it was determined that Jennifer and Kimberly Williams will face you here tonight for your double down tag team titles. Dahlia: You know Marissa it's really getting ridiculous, that the best that SCU can find to face us are Jennifer and Kimberly Williams, congrats girls you’ve earned a serious butt wiping here in Tokyo. Earl: I agree with my wife Marissa, the lack of credible challengers for our titles is getting embarrassing, the Williams sisters, yeah they won’t be any challenge to Dahlia and me, I still can’t believe we came all the way to Japan to face to nobodies like Jennifer and Kimberly Williams, sure you won one match, but the result is you being carried out of the Tokyo Dome in an ambulance, everyone just has to face the facts, now that we have the double down titles again, we aren’t going to lose then again. Off camera, there is a hissing sound. The camera turns slightly to see General Manager Tad Ezra standing there with a wrap around his head from the strike he took from Angel Kash on Wednesday. He walks up closer to the Three Way.
Tad: Yeah… about that… We’ve had to do some… restructuring? Lately? And… Dahlia: Spit it out already and quit wasting our time. Tad takes a deep breath and sighs it out slowly.
Tad: The Williams’ aren’t your opponents anymore. They’ve received their pink slips. They’re gone. Finished, finito. Earl: You’re kidding me? Tad: ‘Fraid not my Canadian brethren. Jennifer and Kimberly are no longer employed by Sin City Underground. So, yeah… they’re not your opponents. Dahlia: Then why the bloody hell did we come all the way to Japan? To face two losers who aren’t with the company anymore? Tad nods his head and then holds a hand up with an innocent smile.
Tad: No, no, no, no, no, no, no… You two will be defending your titles tonight. You are the greatest Double Down Champions we’ve ever had. People paid good money to see you guys. Earl: Then who the hell are we facing? Tad lets out a confused sound as if to say “I don’t know”. He looks around for a second until his eyes light up. He points down one end of the hallway.
Tad: Him… Javier: Que? Javier Gonzalez is walking down the hallway in a shirt that reads “THE Bad Boys”, looking confused.
Tad: And… her… Winter: Me, what? Tad: The greatest threat to the greatest challengers in the history of Sin City Underground, with a rich backstory that my boss will be happy to hear when it rakes in the big bucks. Javier: Two title shots just a week apart? It’s about fuckin’ time, mang. Respect. Tatsu: What’s happen? Kawaii Dragons get title shot? Winter: No, apparently Tad suffered a concussion last week and he thinks we’re the Williams’. Tatsu giggles and then flips one of her ponytails over her shoulder.
Tatsu: I get to be Jennifer, because she sucks less. Winter: And I get to be offended, because the Kawaii Dragons are way better than those talentless, worthless, pieces of shit, generic, standard, miserable, abject, unimportant, lazy, trashy, trifling, bogus, useless, lackadaisical, shitty, cheap, baseless, inferior, ignorant, wretched, insignificant, mediocre, pointless, reprobate, dull, stagnant, lethargic,comatose, careless, passive, contemptible little tw*ts. Javier: Damn, why don’t you tell us how you really feel? Tatsu giggles as Earl and Dahlia stare at Winter, taking in every word that she’s saying, but finding themselves unable to disagree with any of it. Marissa’s jaw hangs open as she waits for her chance to speak, and when it arrives, she jumps on it.
Marissa: So, it looks as if General Manager Tad Ezra has announced that The Three Way will be defending the Double Down Championships against Javier Gonzalez and Winter Elemental tonight. That is… strangely satisfying? Back to ringside. <hr
Dev is seen standing with the crowd surrounded by the fans at ringside.
Dev:With us being one week away for lunging brawling to we have here one of the competitors that will be competing for the number one Contender ship for the roulette title. Ladies and gentlemen enjoying the action along with the crowd I welcome Joshua Acquin! Dev:Welcome Joshua, it is great to see you here amongst the crowd most Superstars will spend their time in the back but I see you decided to get a seat and sit amongst the fans to get a closer look at the great action tonight. Joshua: Normally I would enjoy the Sunday off before the Big Show but with SCU deciding to host a Super Show before London brawling, I figured why not take a flight to Japan and enjoy the action. Dev:Well on behalf of everybody here, we're definitely happy to have you and we hope that you enjoy the show tonight. Is there any matches in which stickouts you more than others? Joshua: Well yes, I am looking forward to seeing… New Low by Middle Class Rut starts to play. Jon Dough comes out with the crowd all welcoming him with boos. Jon Looks around as he stays up at the rampway. Jon moves a microphone close to his mouth.
Jon Dough: Well, well, well, if it isn’t the luckiest man in SCW of 2019. Joshua got lucky and managed to get me counted out to win the out of three falls, he got lucky and beat me few weeks before that and now he gets to challenge to be the number one contender to a title that has switched hands more time since the start of 2019 then it has at any time in a one year span. Joshua: I’ll be the next Roulette champion soon enough and then you won’t need to worry about it changing hands. Jon Dough: If Tarvis can beat Griffin then you will get a chance sooner but it won’t mean you’d be winning. If Travis loses then your chance gets delayed as Travis will get a rematch. Only guys like me and Blasted Monk get overlooked on the rematches. Joshua: You have had your chance and failed. You then take off and come back to pick a fight with me and for what? You said I’m the easiest, yet here I am in a conterdorship at London Brawling and you have nothing going on. You’ll will be at home like you should be at right now. Jon Dough: Your in the position for the title because of me. had I not had an off day then you would have lost like you o and you be bugging for a math while I be having to earn my roulette title back. Joshua: All talk, that’s the only thing you been good at. Jon Dough: You know damn well you got lucky. If we were to face off right now you would lose and you know it Joshua: It’s time to shut you up once and for all. You and me right here tonight. Jon Dough: Put your spot in the contendership on the line and you got a deal.
Joshua: To shut you up once and for all, I’ll do just that when you agree to out the mask on the line.You win I step back, I win, Jon Dough is done with. The mask is history Jon Dough If that’s what I got to do to take your spot at London Brawling then you have a deal.
Jon Dough walks to the back.
Dev:Are you sure you really want to face Jon dough tonight? Joshua: If you excuse me Dev, I have a match to get ready. Joshua jumps the barricade and walks up the rampway as the crowd chants his name.
Tag Team Match - Double Down Tag Team Championship
Winter Elemental and Javier Gonzalez vs Dahlia Rotten and Earl LockyerLiam: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the SCU Double Down Championships… Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiintroducing first… “Broken Dreams” by Shaman's Harvest plays over the speakers.
The beat kicks in as we all wait for Winter to come out the curtains. A bigger pop is heard at one side of the arena. We see Winter walking through the crowd making her way to ringside.
Liam: On the way to the ring, she is from the all the snowy mountains of Canada!!! Standing at 5’6”, she is a Kawaii Dragon member... Winter Elemental!!! Winter hops over the barricade as she stares down Melissa. Melissa waves for Winter to get in the ring but Winter just gives her the middle finger as she milks her time by walking around ringside forcing everyone to listen to her theme song. Winter stomps each ring step in a dramatic form. Winter gives Melissa the finger again then turns to look at the crowd as they wave their Canadian flags around, and a smile creeps upon her face.
“Way Down We Go” by KALEO begins playing on the speakers. Camera shifts to the side of the stage to see Javier Gonzalez stepping through the curtains. He has his arms raised in the air as he walks back and forth.
Liam: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand her partner… Coming to the ring from Albuquerque, NM, standing at 5’10” and weighing in at 190lb, he is… Javier… Gonzalez!!! Javier charges down the rampway and slides inside of the ring. He walks to each corner, stepping up to the second rope as he stares across the crowd with no emotion. After completing all six sides, he stops and settles into his corner.
Liam: Aaaaand their opponents, they are the SCU Double Down Champions, the team of Earl Lockyer and Dahlia Rotten… The THREEEEEEEEEEEE WAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!! Earl and Dahlia step on the stage, Earl Kneels on the stage as Dahlia paces back and forth behind him, they walk to the ring Earl leaps from the floor to the ring apron, Dahlia slides under the ropes, Dahlia leans through the ropes with a smirk on her face as Earl leans over the ropes.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Gena: The Double Down Championships are being defended against one of the big upstarts, Javier Gonzalez, and a Tag Team specialist in Winter Elemental. Chad: This action is going to be fierce as fuck, and because we’re coming to you through SCW’s stream, we can say fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuckity fuck! Gena: I love the word fuck as much as the next person, but can you tone it the fuck down? The action is starting off with Javi and Earl in the ring as Dahlia and Winter step outside. Chad: Earl waves Javi toward him, but Javi shakes his head and tells Earl to come at him. And that’s exactly what Earl does as he rushes at Javi. Javi ducks under the Avalanche attempt, and Winter backs away to avoid collision. Gena: Javi clubs at Earls back before spinning him around. He hits a Dropkick to Earl, and then as Earl stumbles out of the corner, Javi does a Running Bulldog. Hooks the leg. One!
Tw…
Chad: Dahlia pulls Earl’s leg out from under Javi, and Javi points at her, shouting. Javier: Yo, it ain’t your turn, mami! Get the fuck out the ring! Gena: Dahlia laughs and nods her head sarcastically. As Javi goes to pick Earl up from the mat, Dahlia hits a Bell Clap and a series of punches. Chad: Winter comes inside of the ring and Dropkicks Dahlia in the stomach. She then bounces off of the ropes with a Bicycle Kick that sends Dahlia to the ground. She kicks at Dahlia until she rolls to the outside of the ring. Gena: With the distraction, Earl hits a Low Blow to Javi, bringing him down to his knees. He picks Javi up into a Scoop Slam, planting him on the mat. He then dives on top for the pin. One!
Two!
Chad: Winter comes inside of the ring and drops a knee to the back of Earl’s head. She sees Dahlia starting to come back inside of the ring and she holds her hands up innocently. Winter: Watashi wa ikimasu… Gena: Is that “I’m leaving”? That sounds like what that guy at the sake bar said to you when you slapped his ass because somehow you thought it was me, and he left? That’s gotta be it. Chad: Earl turns around and grunts at Winter, who shrugs her shoulders as she steps through the ropes. Earl turns around and picks Javi up from the mat. He sends Javi into the corner. Gena: Oh, and he catches Javi with an elbow to the face. He then picks Javi up and begins setting him on the top rope. He climbs up one turnbuckle, then the next. Crowd: Ue ni agaru! Ue ni agaru! Ue ni agaru! (Go up top! Go up top! Go up top!)
Chad: He cracks a smirk as he takes one more step up top. He begins hoisting Javi up, but Javi hooks his leg under the top rope. Gena: He tries once more, and Javi blocks it. He punches Javi in the side a few times before trying once more, and he brings him over into a Superplex!!! Chad: OH WOW! But wait! Javi rolls over as if he’s some kind of Lucha, flipping in mid air to bring Earl down into a Flying Super Neckbreaker! Crowd: Tawagoto! Tawagoto! Tawagoto! (Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!)
Gena: Holy shit is right! Both men are holding onto their backs, but Javi gets up to his feet after a few seconds. He drops down and hooks Earl’s legs, rolling into a pin. One!
Two!
Thr-KICKOUT!!!
Crowd: *MEGA POP!!!*
Chad: Javi holds onto his head as he cannot seem to believe that Earl kicked out. He shakes his head as he gets up and goes to his corner and tags in Winter. Gena: Javi leans on the ropes as he catches his breath before stepping to the outside. Winter climbs inside of the ring, scouting out Earl until… *SLAP*Chad: Javi slaps Winter across the backside with a smug look on his face. He points over to Earl. Javier: Gone and get ‘em, sport… Gena: Winter looks stunned as she slowly turns around, her mouth hanging open in shock. She looks around as the crowd buzzes, and Javi is completely unaware. Winter: The fuck was that?! Chad: Javi shrugs it off for a second until Winter becomes irate. She turns around and steps right up to Javi, getting in his face. Crowd: *SUPER OMEGA POP!!!!!!!*
Gena: And the hometown hero, Tatsu Ikeda comes rushing down the ramp, and she looks even more pissed off than Winter does, and she has a Kendo Stick in her hands. Chad: Earl tags Dahlia in, not seeing what is going on, and Dahlia steps inside of the ring. However, Winter slaps him hard across the face, and he almost falls off of the apron. Gena: Dahlia pulls out a pair of brass knuckles, but it’s clear that she’s only trying to cause distraction as Tatsu comes up behind Javi and smacks him with the kendo stick! Chad: Javi falls to the outside as Winter rolls outside. Tatsu: This is my blood sister, and nobody smacks her on butt except me!!! Winter: What the holy fucking shit?!? Seriously, asshole! Gena: These two bitches are going medieval on Javi’s ass, swinging kendo stick and stomping away. Winter then goes as far as to prop Javi on her knee! Winter: You wanna play slap ass, eh? Chad: Winter has the best job tonight. She has Javi bent over, and she’s really laying into that ass! Gena: You can hear those! She’s not taking it light on him! Dahlia is continuing to fight with the referee to keep his attention. She waits until Winter and Tatsu toss Javi inside of the ring! Chad: Dahlia lifts Javi up into a Piledriver position. She flips his up and jumps before falling hard on her knees! She then rolls Javi over and pins his ass! One!
Two!
Three!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Liam: Here are your winners and STILL Double Down Champions… Dahlia Rotten and Earl Lockyer… The THREEEEE WAYYYYYYYYY!!! Dahlia stands up and looks down at Javi, laughing as Earl enters the ring to join her. They accept their belts as “Menage et Trois” plays over the speakers. They raise their belts up, but they can’t help mocking Javi as they look out to the Kawaii Dragons on the ramp. They are breathing heavily in anger, and Dahlia and Earl look down at him and act as if they are spanking someone in front of them. They hold onto their guts from laughing so hard before they take their belts and raise them up. Then, they exit the ring and celebrate up the rampway.
RECORDED EARLIER.
Alex Rush, hype man, and all around crazy rock star appears on the screen, his hair messy as usual. Around him seems like a house party going on, people dancing around him as music plays. The video quality seems poor, shot on a mobile phone, but Alex speaks anyway.
Alex: Helloooooooooooooooooo Japan! A cheesy grin crosses his face.
Alex: I am here at my place in London, England, but I thought I'd do something that no one else has. I mean it's the go home show for London Brawling II for Pete's sake and has Brittany Williams been on the show? Haaassssssss Alex Jones been on the show? Haaaaasssssss Devona been on the show? Well, I dunno because I'm recording this hours before the show ain't I? Alex rolls his shoulders back and impishly nods.
Alex: I don't know but Blast From The Past is a fucky, ducky good booty tournament and it's the finals and the hairy dude I call like my best friend is in the finals, the finals and I said he would be from day one, I said he'll do it and he did it, so I thought hey, throw a party. Alex presses a button on the phone and the camera flips around to the partygoers.
Alex: Now... oh wait. Alex pushes the button on the phone again and the camera switches back to his smiling face.
Alex: But where's the bloody hype from everyone else? It's nowhere to be seen, but here I am to tell you that I know who's gonna win, I've had a cheeky fiver on it, from this guy I know, who works from a back alley is Soho, he offers so much more, but lets not go in to that. Alex grins as he waves with his free hand.
Alex: Hey! It's Dave! Alright Dave! Alex turns the phone around to show the bearded SCW fan seen at the Scotland show, the man just known as Dave, wearing blue jeans and a B-O-A T-shirt.
Alex: Dave! Dave! Dave! The crowd join in with Alex' chant and he moves the camera around to his face.
Alex: Lovely bloke. Anyway, where was I? Alex tilts his head and thinks before smiling widely.
Alex: That's right, I put a fiver on the geezer I know who's gonna win Blast From The Past. I put me money where me mouth is and you should too and you should not be missing this match because it will be a match where the leafy cabbage will become king leafy cabbage. Where is he? Alex turns around, looking for Kale but fails to see him.
Alex: Where the bloody hell as he gone? Like a beast rising, Kale head appears moving upwards behind Alex. Alex looks at his phone to see Kale on his phone.
Alex: Oi! What you doing on my phone? Kale taps Alex on the shoulder, causing him to jump and turn his head to see Kale Smith standing behind him.
Alex: Nearly gave me a sodding heart attack. Alex turns back towards the camera.
Alex: This is the big care bear that is gonna win Blast From The Past, this is the dude that is gonna make his first ever championship, the World Heavyweight Championship. This is the fella that's gonna turn SCW up on it's head and tickle it's feet. Ladies and Gents, the future legend that is Kale Smith. Alex holds the phone up to show Kale behind him with two thumbs up.
Alex: That would make a decent selfie. Alex pushes something on the phone attempting to take a selfie, but accidentally cutting the recording off and ending things. The camera cut elsewhere.
The camera goes backstage to see Mark Cross and Valentina standing by with Dev Khatri. He takes a deep breath as they are about to start an interview.
Dev: Ladies and gentlemen. Please welcome my guests at this time… Just then, there is short breathing heard as Javier Gonzalez comes into the picture. He is trying to catch his breath shortly following his match. He is bleeding from his forehead, and he is walking with a hunched back. But most importantly, he looks pissed off.
Javier: Hold up, hold up, hold up… These two don’t matter as much as what I got to say! What you just saw out there was a fucking joke, mang! Valentina: Excuse yourself! This interview is our time to celebrate a victory instead of living in regret of a missed opportunity. Javier: Did I ask for your opinion, princesa? No, I don’t think I did. Javi pats Dev on the shoulder as he pulls him away. Valentina can be heard scoffing at this, and Mark mutters under his breath as Valentina asks him to hold back. Javi continues walking with Dev.
Javier: Some people don’t know when to step back. The real problem we got going on is those Kawaii Putas. They couldn’t take a casual showing of unity without taking Kendo sticks to my face, my ribs, my back, and my culo. Once I deal with John Blade and take my Combat Championship away from him at London Brawling, then I will focus my off time on making those two jailbait bitches pay for what they did to me. Dev: So you actually think you can take down The Champ? Javi laughs, but holds onto his ribs.
Javier: You bet your ass, Dev. These wounds won’t last, because we all know that I’m supposed to be the Combat Championship. John Blade-Martinez is a weak spined motherfucker, a lame ass, and a less talented version of Jerry Cann. He won’t defeat me. He can’t beat me, because he can’t even step to me, mang. Dev: Bro, I feel what you’re saying. I really do, but… John Blade is a legend in this business. He’s been around since we were an ache in our dad’s nutsacks. Do you really think you can stand up to that? Javier: What I’m hearing is that Blade is old, he’s outdated, he’s a tired ass shell of what he used to be. He’s lazy, and hasn’t showed up since he won the title really. He hasn’t hyped shit, and I been here every week hyping what he can’t be bothered to hype. That’s on me. I’m better for business because I won’t make that title into a joke that Angel Kash gets to make fun of on Twitter. It will be legit. Dev nods his head. Javi pats Dev on the backside and starts to walk off.
Javier: Sorry, old habits are hard to break. Before Dev can respond, Javi steps out of the shot and disappears.
Singles Match
Tim Staggs vs Any member from the Bad BoysThe lights in the arena go out as the beat to "The Nobodies" by Marilyn Manson plays over the speakers. As the electric organ picks up, a red light flashes across the screen as random faces begin to show on the screen. Then, a man in a white Bad Boys hooded jacket, and a black mask, steps out onto the stage, pausing as he looks down at the ground. As the music picks up, the figure pulls his hood back, yanking his mask off to reveal Tim Staggs. He jumps onto the ring apron, focused as he steps through the ropes. He paces back and forth, and the lights turn up some as he looks up. He then removes his jacket and tears away his black pants to reveal his wrestling outfit. He jogs backward and rests in one of the far corners, sinking down to a seated position as he contemplates. He then looks over and mutters something to Liam. Liam reluctantly brings him a microphone. Tim leans back in the corner as he tilts his head back.
Tim: Whaddup Tokyo…? Crowd: *POP!*
Tim: Heh, well I’m not used to that type of reaction. But that’s because I’m in the land of true respect for true competitors. A respect for this sport that we don’t find in America. I mean, I can be the biggest dick swinging in this company, and say the harshest shit, but then you remember just who I am, and all is forgiven. I could get used to that. Crowd: Resuringu ?zoku! *Clap* Resuringu ?zoku *Clap*
Tim stands up out of his corner as he begins pacing back and forth, listening to the chant and embodying it.
Tim: You’re damn right I am! And it’s about time that people respect me for exactly who I am. I’m standing on this platform because I come from greatness. My father, Spike Staggs, is the Sultan of Swing. He’s the reason I get to stand here, because he built the flagship company, Sin City Wrestling. Without him, they would be lucky to book a high school gymnasium, let alone sell it out. My dad took that company to a worldwide standard as the last true NeWA World Heavyweight Champion. He solidified his importance by becoming one of the longest reigning SCW World Heavyweight Champions. He is not just wrestling royalty. He’s the fucking God of Wrestling, and there is only one people who get that, and I’m standing amongst them. Crowd: Yeahhhhh!!!!!!
Tim: I’m not just hanging off of my father’s nuts. I inherited a lot from him. The moment he made that final pump inside of my mother, and spread his greatness inside her, down to the last drop? A Wrestling Demi God was created. It wasn’t able to be helped that I would follow in his footsteps. And here I am… Soak it in… Tim pauses to let the audience look at him and cheer for him. Once he grows tired of their adulation, he raises the microphone back to his lips.
Tim: Since Javi already had a match, and Eric Weaver is in the Main Event, I suppose I will have to settle for a second rate victory over one of the posers, the wannabe Bad Boys. I wish I could give Japan a better match, but I don’t book the shows, and I don’t get to choose my… Tim is cut off by the obnoxious beat that grows in intensity. The opening of “Alive” by Lil Jon, Offset, and 2Chainz begins playing and red and white lights begin flashing across the stage and out into the audience.
Liam: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiintroducing first… From Anaheim, CA standing at 6’4” and weighing in at 235lb, he represents the Bad Boys. He is… Dax Beckett!!! Crowd: *MEGA POP!*
He strokes his beard, an intense look on his face as he comes to the center of the stage. He shouts out at the crowd, holding his arms out at his side as he does a slow 180 degree turn, slowly walking backward. Once the music completely picks up, Dax turns around and charges down the aisle. He darts around the ring, stopping periodically to pose for the fans, whether they like it or not. Once he makes his way around the ring, Dax jumps onto the apron and charges his way up the nearest turnbuckle. Dax ascends and nods his head to the music, his fist in the air. He jumps off and flips, landing on his feet as he jogs in place. Liam now stands between Tim and Dax, partly to do his job, and partly to stop them from tearing each other apart as they both nearly collide in the center of the ring.
Liam: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand his opponent… Already in the ring, from Las Vegas, NV standing at 6’3” and weighing in at 195lb, he is… Tim Staaaaaaaaaaaggs!!! The crowd cheers, but the cheering dies down to awe as they watch the words of pure disdain being muttered between both men. Eventually, Liam steps out of the way, and the referee slides inside of the ring to call for the bell.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Chad: Tim Staggs and Dax Beckett were once Pride Tag Team Champions together. Some would say that they kept the Bad Boys relevant at one point, but now they are just tearing each other apart with lefts, rights, jabs, and any way that they can inflict pain upon one another. Gena: Cutting the bullshit aside, neither man wants to take a hit to their pride tonight, and they are giving it their all right out of the motherfucking gate. Tim uses his core strength advantage to back Dax up into a corner. He buries knees into Dax’s midsection. Chad: But Dax ain’t no bitch, except in the cinematic masterpiece, Buttman and Throbbin’, directed and produced by the woman appearing here shortly, Amy Marshall… Gena: He’s talking about the fact that he fanboy’s over Dax’s hairy bare ass, because his is smooth and adolescent in appearance. And the fact that Dax is taking it right back to Tim by rushing him clear across the ring to fire away dangerous forearms to the face. Chad: Former Combat Champion, showing off his abilities here. Can we get a hashtag trending for #GiveDaxHisRematch already? Worldwide, motherfuckers. Worldwide. Tim is finding it hard to fight back against Dax’s assault. Gena: He can either admit defeat, or… Yep, he went for the eye poke, and Dax spins around. Tim sneaks up behind Dax and brings him down with a Neckbreaker. He picks Dax up from the mat and twists Dax’s arm behind him. Chad: He wrenches the arm a few solid times, but Dax twists and grabs Tim’s wrist. He pulls Tim down so that his face collides with Dax’s knee, and then he goes behind Tim, wrenching the arm. Gena: He’s acting like Buttman right now as he goes to Pound Town on Tim’s well rounded sticky buns. Tim gets pissed off and he racks Dax with his leg, but the referee doesn’t see it. He turns Dax around and Headbutt’s him clean between the fucking eyes! Crowd: BOOOOOOOOO!
Chad: The crowd turned on Tim quickly because of Dax’s history, having trained and debut right here in Tokyo. He’s pretty much their hometown boy. And he’s down on his knees, holding his crotch and head like it was my high school prom night. Gena: Tim gets a couple of closed handed knuckle punches to Dax, and the referee tells him to knock that shit off. He snaps back at the referee. He pulls Dax up to his feet and goes for the Cobra Clutch! Chad: Dax is able to move out of the hold. He and Tim bounce off of the opposite ropes, and Dax catches Tim with a Flying Forearm. Tim’s brain is scrambled, but they both fly off of the ropes once more and they both go for Dropkicks. Gena: Like a glitch from the Blaze of Glory video game, on sale at the merch table, they bounce off of each other’s feet. They come off of the ropes again, but this time, they both nail Clotheslines that knock the other off of their feet at the same exact time. Chad: They are both on the mat, looking up at the lights, catching their breath. As much as I’m loving this match, I think these two should just kiss and make up. Gena: What is with you and all of these references. If I didn’t know any better, I would think you were a little curious or something. Chad: Tim is the first to his feet, but Dax follows closely behind. Tim wraps his arms around Dax’s waist, but Dax jumps up and flings Tim over with a unique Arm Drag. As Tim comes back, Dax flips him over the top rope and he lands on the apron. Gena: And with like zero fucking effort, Dax catches him with a Back Heel Kick that sends him to the outside. As Tim grabs his jaw and gets up to his feet, Dax flies over the top rope with a Suicide Plancha that takes them both down to the mat. 1!
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Chad: Dax slams his fist against the ground as he forces himself to his feet. He picks Tim up, but Tim is quick to drop him chin first on the barricade. Tim climbs over and into the crowd and nails a Bicycle Kick. 4!
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Gena: Tim climbs over the barricade as he listens to the count. He then slams the barricade over on top of Dax as he begins stomping. 7!
8!
Chad: Tim dashes inside of the ring, and Dax hears the count. The fans go as far as to push the barricade off of Dax, and help him to his feet. 9!
Gena: And Dax dodges the 10 count almost as fast as you dodged my last question, Chad. He slides in just in the nick of time. He is, however, met by the Untitled No. 1 (Scorpion Cross Lock)! Right in the center of the ring! Chad: Tim locks it on tightly, and Dax has nowhere to go. Much like scene two of Buttman and Throbbin’. The referee asks Dax is he gives up, but Dax shakes his head. He keeps being asked, and Dax continues to shake his head. Gena: Dax claws away at Tim’s leg as he tries to bide himself time. The crowd rallies behind Dax, but is it enough? Chad: Tim is showing how tired he is in trying to support Dax’s weight, but Dax is shouting out in pain. Either man could go right about now. Either one, and Dax extends his hand to tap, but Tim drops the hold! Crowd: *POP!!!*
Gena: Dax crawls across the ring, slow as a snail, and Tim shakes it off as quickly as he can. He stands up, but his legs look almost rubbery. Dax clubs Tim as he approaches, and Tim falls to one knee. Chad: Dax gets ready for The Best Finisher Ever, but Tim catches him with Untitled No. 2 (Stunner)! Tim rolls over on top of Dax! One!
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Three!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Liam: Here is your winner via pinfall… Tim Staaaaaaaaaaaaaggsssss!!! Crowd: BOOOOOO!
Tim stands up over Dax and glares down at him. He looks around at the reaction he’s getting from the crowd, and he just shakes his head, scoffing at the audience. He turns away from Dax and kicks as if he’s kicking dirt over him. He then steps out of the ring, not even bothering to give the audience a celebration moment. Dax slowly comes to and looks around, confused at first as “The Nobodies” plays over the speakers. He turns angry and begins chasing after Tim and up the ramp, just as Tim disappears behind the curtains. The ring crew straightens up around the ring as we stay at ringside.
