« on: January 31, 2020, 03:38:45 AM »
SCU Underground Ep. 49 is recorded in front of a live audience from Bell Middle/High School in Bell, Florida to air Thursday January 30th, 2020 at 11:59pm.
Liam: Ladies and gentlemen I have been told we have someone here with some important news. Would everyone please turn to the SCUTron.
The big screen turns on, we see the offices of WGN. A gentleman appears on the screen with the name and title of…
Harold Cooper
WGN Director of Communications and Marketing
Harold: Hello to all the SCU fans. I have a special announcement to make. We at WGN believe that in rare occasions we may have to make certain changes to some of our programming to allow for better results. This is one of those times. We at WGN respect the decision made by the owner of SCU with the firing of Tad Erza and replacing him with Gianni De Luca.
We at WGN believe in all of it’s programming. I know they do everything in the Best interest of the majority of its viewership. Ratings had hit a spike and dropped slightly yet again. The only reason for this spike must have been because of GRIME Wrestling.
GRIME Wrestling has since hired Tad Erza as their GM. However the role as the GM of GRIME Wrestling is not the same as the GM in SCU as Gianni puts the show together with Donna. They have left GRIME out enough for WGN to realize that GRIME has a big part of the ratings spike. Tad was the one trying to give the fans what they want. We at WGN want to help Tad continue to do just that.
That’s why effective immediately GRIME GM Tad Ezra has been hired as the WGN Broadcast Standards and Practices for SCU. Tad will be responsible for what ends up airing on behalf of our broadcasting systems. Our broadcasting system is sure that Tad will maintain the highest standards and quality programming available.
We bring you back to tonight program please enjoy the rest of the show.
The SCUTron turns off.
Chad: Wait, so Tad doesn’t have the power to make matches and put the show together…
Gena: But he now works for WGN and can use and add GRIME where he see fits???
Chad: So will we see the GRIME Championship titles be defended?
Gena: Can Tad add GRIME into SCU matches?
Chad: If so, it’s on behalf of WGN which means it has to be allowed…
Gena: No offense to Gianni or Donna but one has to now ask… Who’s really in charge…?
*Recorded Earlier*
The camera moves backstage to see “Shorty” Devin Tyler stretching out in front of the mirror, admiring himself and nodding in approval. He flexes his beefy chest through the brown muscle shirt, watching them pop out. He turns to the side and then pops his back as he reaches his arm forward, kissing his fist. Suddenly, there is a knock at the door.
Shorty: COME IN!
Shorty shakes his head at the thought of being interrupted from his pre-match routine. He pulls out a bottle of baby oil and begins rubbing his exposed skin. However, he stops mid stroke as he stares at the person approaching him.
Martha: Oh-ho-ho, hello there little, um… Big guy. I hope you’re doing well tonight.
Shorty: I’d be doing a whole lot better if this was you 50 years ago walking in here, sugar… um…
Martha holds her chest with her free hand and blushes.
Martha: Even 10 years ago, I was a bombshell.
Shorty: Yeah… sure ya was, toots. Now is there an actual reason you came to see me, or is this some sorta way to try to distract me before I knock the snot outta your grandkids?
Martha rolls her eyes and scoffs as if to say “If that’s really what you think”. But instead, she lowers her hand that’s holding a pan covered in foil. She opens the foil to expose an array of cookies ranging from triple chocolate to oatmeal butterscotch. Shorty looks down at them and shakes his head.
Shorty: You’re gonna need to do a lot more than bribe me with cookies to get me to take a fall to Thing One and Thing Two.
Martha: At least the fall wouldn’t be that far. I mean, I brought you these cookies as a gesture of good faith. I know you and my boys haven’t had the best dealings in the past. Mostly because you ran around with a bunch of delinquents and peckerwoods, stirring up trouble with everyone. Almost like GRIME, but not nearly as big of a threat.
Shorty takes his turn to roll his eyes and scoff. He grabs the tray of cookies and he’s about to throw them until the smell wafts into his nose and a look of pure satisfaction crosses his face.
Shorty: Those smell… delicious… But look here! The Bad Boys was in the past. GRIME is now. While I’m not gonna just lay down for your boys, I respect them enough to play a fair game. As fair as I can with my most favorite move that gets the crowd going.
Crowd: DICK PUNCH CITY! *CLAP* DICK PUNCH CITY! *CLAP* DICK PUNCH CITY! *CLAP*
Shorty stops and listens as the chant roars and then fades. He winks and clicks his teeth. He then turns back to Martha.
Shorty: But if you’re worried that I’m going to try to play extra rough with them, you got nothing to worry about. Just like them, I have eyes on the back of my head. I got my own back to watch. GRIME has it out for a lot of us, and I agree that we need to get together to stop this shit. But between those bells, Mr. Nice Guy will not exist, and I’m sure you of all people can appreciate that.
Martha: I can. As long as you can appreciate that my boys, being former Double Down Champions, are used to teaming together and they are gathering steam. They’re going to be just as tough inside of that ring. No hard feelings when you and Alex Rush take the fall to Mason and Jason?
Shorty smiles and pulls out one of the triple chocolate cookies.
Shorty: None at all, especially because they’re not gonna beat us. But if they somehow did, like Father Gerald blessed them with holy water, and sends his angelic soldiers down from heaven to curbstomp our asses, then no. There would be no hard feelings.
Martha: Good. Also?
Shorty takes a bite of the cookie and Martha cringes. She shakes her head as Shorty waits for her to speak.
Martha: Don’t eat those. I made those “special” for you with Ex Lax chocolate chips…
Shorty spits the cookie out and hacks as Martha smiles sweetly and exits the locker room. Shorty waits a minute before dropping the tray of cookies. He leaves in search of water.
The camera cuts to the backstage area where Alex Rush is seen coming out of a room. He leans his head in to talk to whoever is behind the door.
Alex: Right, everyone's ready, yes?
Alex waits a second
Alex: I'm just gonna pin this on the door right, cause I know it would work, cause who doesn't like things like that, am I right?
Alex pulls his arm around the door where he has a piece of paper, and presses the paper against the door. In thick black letters written on the paper "Free strippers for people who are 3ft 10" from Oakland, California."
Alex: I can't be more clearer than that.
Alex walks back inside the room and it doesn't take long for his target to be walking past, the man known as "Shorty" Devin Tyler. Devin walks past the room but stops and takes a few steps back, looking at the sign on the door. Devin shakes his head but shrugs his shoulders.
Shorty: Fuck it.
Devin opens the door to show darkness but the light switches on to show a crowd of people in there, with Alex Rush at the front.
Alex: SURPRISE!
Shorty: What the actual fuck?
The camera moves around to see a sea of random faces, but behind Alex, two rhinos can be seen wearing party hats. Alex moves forward and puts a party hat on the head of the very surprised Shorty.
Alex: Happy birthday my vertically challenged tag team partner!
Shorty looks around at all the faces, barely noticing the hat put on his head.
Shorty: It's not my birthday, dick!
Alex looks confused as he looks down at Shorty.
Alex: Are you sure? Cause when I saw the card last week right? I was like I know that guy and a fan, or a groupy, or something, I dunno, they was wearing a short skirt, showing a thong, which was a bit weird cause he really shoulda shaved his legs, cause that didn't look right. He said, are you on the SCU show next week, and I was like yeah, and he was like who are you facing? I said, I'm teaming with Shorty! And he said GO SHORTY IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY!
Shorty rolls his eyes at Alex.
Shorty: It's NOT my birthday!
Alex: Well I had a look at my passport and it wasn't my birthday, so cause your name was mentioned, it must have been your birthday. He also says we gotta sip Bacardi cause it's your birthday, so I got this.
Alex reaches from behind his back and pulls out a bottle of Bacardi white rum.
Alex: But if it's not your birthday, I'll take it back.
Shorty looks at the bottle of alcohol in Alex's hand and waves it forward.
Shorty: Nah, it's ummmm, my birthday.
Alex hands him the bottle and jumps up and down clapping.
Alex: And now we can party like it's your birthday! Nothing says party like oversized cake!
Alex waves his hand and an oversized cake is wheeled in front of him, the kinda cake you'd expect someone to jump out of. Alex points to the cake.
Alex: Ta-dah!
He looks at it as if someone was meant to have happened, but nothing did.
Alex: I said.... TA-DAH!
Still nothing happens and Alex looks confused. He walks to the top of the cake, lifting the top layer off, and looks inside. He scratches his tangled hair.
Alex: How long has she been in there? She's fell asleep!
Alex sighs.
Alex: Someone wheel her away and wake her up.
As someone wheels her away, Alex turns back towards Shorty.
Alex: Don't worry, I got you something else.
Alex points to the side and a clown walks on to the camera shot standing in front of Devin.
Shorty: No.
With one quick swing of his arm, a crunch is head and the clown doubles over in pain, holding his groin area. Alex winces as Shorty looks at him.
Shorty: We've got a match to deal with.
Shorty walks out of the room, Bacardi in hand and Alex looks closely at the clown.
Shorty: Now I get where Smokey Robinson got that song title from. Clearly, he saw a clown punched in the nuts and Tears of a Clown was born.
Alex shrugs his shoulders and wanders out of the room as the scene cuts elsewhere.
Vs
Alex Rush and Shorty vs The Fox Brothers
Liam: The opening contest is a Tag Team Match and is scheduled for one fall!!!
Gold stars start to flash around the stage entrance as the arena lights start to drop out and a voice is heard saying "Do you wanna get rocked?" The name Alex Rush appears on the screen and the fans instantly burst in to cheers as Def Leppards "Let's Get Rocked" blasts through the speakers.
Liam: From Westminister, London, England, weighing in at two hundred and ten pounds, he is Alex Rush!
Smoke appears at the top of the ramp as a spotlight hits the entrance way to see the back of a long haired man with one hand in the air holding up the devil horns sign. He turns around to more cheers as the spotlight shines on the face of Alex Rush! A line of security as seen either side of him as the lights brighten to show fans "held back" by security at the top of the ramp. Alex is wearing black leather pants with a red stripe down either side, a white shirt with the devill horns hand sign on in a faded gray colour. Around his wrist, a multi coloured scarf is tied. He looks to the held back fans and wave a hand at them in a presidential fashion before making his way down to the ringside area. Alex steps up the steps and through the middle and top rope and in to the center of the ring, his arms in the air with the devil horns sign as gold sparks fall from the roof. Alex reaches down, removing his shirt and throws it to the crowd as he waits for his partner.
Liam: On his way to the ring, from Oakland, CA, standing at 3'11" and weighing in at 165lb, he is... "Shorty" Deviiiiiin Tyyyyyyyyylerrrrrrrrrrr!!!
Lights go down as "Shorty Bounce" by Lil Wayne starts up. As the lyrics start "Shorty" Devin Tyler comes out onto the stage, shuffling across the stage with swag. He stops center stage and throws his arms out to the side and spins around twice as he bounces down to the ring. "Shorty" takes the bottom rope to help pull him up onto the apron. He steps under the bottom rope and bounces around the ring with his arms out at his side, welcoming whatever reaction he gets.
“What Does The Fox Say?” by Ylvis starts to play. The crowd looks up the ramp as they try to see who is coming out. The crowd immediately cheers as Mason and Jason step out onto the ramp, yipping as they cross the stage. They are soon followed by Martha Fox, and the crowd gets even louder.
Liam: On the way to the ring, the Double Down Champions... the team of Jason and Mason Fox, the Fox Brothers!!!
Jason and Mason find their way to the rampway. The fans cheer as they slap hands on the way down. They slide inside of the ring as Martha settles into the corner, all smiles Jason and Mason get in the ring as they walk around the ring, dancing along to the music before settling into their corner.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Gena: Alex and Jason start things off in the center of the ring. There is a handshake of respect before Alex goes for a double eye poke. However, Jason puts his hand over his nose to block the poke.
Crowd: Hahahahahaha!
Chad: Jason goes for a tie up, but Alex begins tickling Jason, who howls in response. He then comes crashing down with a 3 Stooges type fist over the top of the head, and Jason goes down to one knee.
Gena: Alex comes off of the ropes and hits a Running Knee Strike that puts Jason down on the ground. Alex looks around and dives on top for the cover.
One!
Two!
Chad: Mason gets in the ring and drops an elbow across Alex’s head. Alex is stunned as Mason gets up, only to get a Headbutt to the groin! Martha holds a hand to her chest and groins at that one.
Gena: Shorty goes back to his corner as Alex stands up, rubbing the back of his head. He goes to lift Jason up, but Jason trips him up over the middle ropes. He presses his knee to the back of Alex’s head!
Jason: YIP! YIP! YIP! YIP!
Crowd: YIP! YIP! YIP! YIP! YIP! YIP! YIP! YIP!
Chad: As Shorty gets back in the ring, Mason flips over into a Neckbreaker to Shorty, laying him out! Jason gives just enough slack for Alex to slip back to the mat.
Gena: Jason begins stomping on Alex, who then rolls to the apron. He stands up and Jason goes for a punch, but Alex slaps him across the face and then pinches his nose. Jason flinches and sets Alex up for a Vertical Suplex.
Chad: But Alex lands on his feet and does a Schoolboy Roll Up Pin!
One!
Two!
Kickout!
Gena: Mason gets in the ring, but Jason has already kicked out. He steps back outside as Jason jumps for the tag! Mason climbs the turnbuckle and leaps off with a Clothesline to Alex.
Chad: Both men rise to their feet and Mason rolls past Alex and rolls him up, but Alex kicks his feet. Mason lifts him up for a Powerbomb, struggling! He hooks the legs!
One!
Two!
Gena: Shorty rushes over, giving Mason a few kicks that barely seem to phase him. However, Alex lifts Mason up into an Atomic Drop. He nods to Shorty, and they go to the corner to make the tag!
Chad: Shorty runs and ducks under Mason’s legs before sweeping him off of his feet. Jason tries to get in the ring, but Shorty nails the Dick Punch! Dick Punch City! Dick Punch City!
Gena: Shorty blocks a kick from Mason, grabbing his leg and biting on it! Alex claps his hands wildly for Shorty as the referee calls for him to stop. He obeys as Mason trips up onto one leg, limping a bit.
Chad: Shorty rolls his arm, winding up before going for a Dick Punch City, but the referee gives him a warning. Shorty nods and then jumps up and slaps Mason’s chest, just barely missing his face.
Gena: Mason puts his boot against the face of Shorty and shoves him down to the ground. He then runs and hits a Rolling Senton Splash to Shorty. He hooks the leg!
One!
Two!
Kickout!
Chad: Alex is already in the ring, so he pulls Mason up to his feet and throws Mason into the corner. Shorty runs forward and hits a Running Dick Punch, claiming it was an “accident” as Mason falls to the mat.
Gena: Shorty makes the official tag to Alex, who climbs inside of the ring and runs across the ring, skidding into a Baseball Slide to Mason’s groin! Martha cries out! Mason better not be looking to have kids anytime soon!
Chad: For our sakes, let us hope not! Even Alex winces at that one. He then pulls Mason to the center of the ring and locks on the Choke on This Wad (Rear Naked Choke). He uses his beard to rub against Mason’s face!
Gena: Mason tries to turn away, even as Alex blows Raspberries on the sides of his face and his forehead. He wiggles his legs around and flicks at Mason’s nose until he finally gives in to his grandmother’s wishes and taps out!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Liam: Here are your winners via pinfall… Alex Rush and “Shorty” Devin Tyler!!!
Shorty climbs inside of the ring and throws his arms up as “Let’s Get Rocked” plays over the speakers. Alex noogies his head before they both get their arms raised in victory. Alex stumbles a bit as he says something to Shorty, who makes a sour face and shakes his head.
Shorty: I’m not checking there! You check his bollocks yourself!
Alex: Ya did more of the damage, mate!
They playfully shove one another back and forth for a minute before their celebration is cut short. GRIME starts to climb over the barricade to storm the ring, tens of masked members! However, Alex whistles again and they watch the curtains. After a second, they begin laughing and starting toward the ring again. Shorty shoves Alex and begins shouting incoherently. Alex clears his throat and whistles once more. This time, a rhinoceros comes storming through the curtains… followed by another! GRIME sees this and immediately scatter. Some climb inside of the ring just to avoid the rhinos. Alex leaps on the back of one, and Shorty jumps on the back of the other. Shorty shouts out in fear as he tries to steady himself, hugging onto the neck as Alex howls, disappearing back through the curtains!
Backstage, we come up on The Destroyer just as he finishes taping his left hand. He punches his palm, working in the tape. He lifts his head as the shot zooms in.
Abaddon: G.R.I.M.E. Hitamashii and his fellow soldiers of chaos Abaddon appreciates what you have accomplished thus far.
Abaddon places a palm on his chin, cracking his neck on each side.
Abaddon: G.R.I.M.E. you are calculated in every move that you have made... myself included.
Abaddon interlaces his fingers and stretches out his wrists. He rises to his feet.
Abaddon: G.R.I.M.E. I have been watching. Much closer than you know. Tonight, I return and continue on my path.
Abaddon begins the long walk through the corridors to the ring. His pace... methodical.
Abaddon: G.R.I.M.E. watch closely as I welcome.. and END Shooter Reed.
Abaddon breaks the curtain as "When A Shadow Is Forced Into The Light” thunderous drums engulf the crowd.
Vs 
Shooter Reed vs Abaddon
"When A Shadow Is Forced Into The Light” thunderous drums engulf the crowd, as a fog fills the SCU entrance. A light from below reveals the void that is the visage of Abaddon.
Liam: On his way to the ring, from the depths of your tormented mind, standing at 6' and weighing in at 220lb, he is... "The Destroyer"... Abaddon!!!
As the music intensifies, “The Destroyer” reaches the edge of the squared circle. He turns on his heel, and makes his way to the ring steps. Once on the ringside apron, Abaddon glides his finger over the top rope as he walks to the center. He turns, his head bowed. Spotlights hit him from all directions as his music reaches a crescendo of guttural screams.
Ozzie: Excuse me….excuse me….is this thing on……may I have your attention please?
Ray Ray: He said excuse me, excuse me. We need your attention.
Ozzie and Ray Ray, two thirds of the ‘Lords of H-Town’ walk out from behind the curtain.
Ozzie: It is our pleasure….
Ray Ray: Our treat….
Ozzie: Our privilege to introduce to you….the Founding Father of the Hashtag LOHT
Ray Ray: the Homeboy of Hustle Town
Ozzie: Shooooooooooterrrrrrr Reeeeeeeeeeeed!
“24k Magic” by Bruno Mars begins to play out over the speakers and the crowd begins to boo. After a few moments of music, Shooter Reed walks out from behind the curtain. He steps into the spotlight, closes his eyes, and spreads his arms out wide, drinking in the spotlight. From head to toe his sparkling, glittery sequence robe shines in the light. After a moment he opens his eyes and starts to make his way down to the ring, Ozzie and Ray Ray dance to Bruno Mars as they follow him down.
As they get to the ring Ray Ray runs up the steps and spreads the ropes for Shooter as he slips through. He glides across the canvas as if he were James Brown and then proceeds to dance to his them song as he slowly unties his robe and removes it, showing his tattooed and chiseled body. He is wearing black trunks that say ‘SHOOTER’ across the back in glittered text, tall white boots with two white tassels in front that flap as he moves around. He makes sure Ozzie picks up his robe and the remaining two members of the Lords of H-Town move down to ringside as Shooter’s face loses the smirk in anticipation of the bell.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Chad: No sooner than the bell rings, and Shooter turns around to jut his thumb at Abaddon and shake his head, Abaddon shoots across the ring, clubbing Shooter across the back.
Gena: Shooter collides with the corner and Abaddon keeps serving up the hits, bashing Shooter cross the back, then stomping him down to the mat. Shooter escapes out of the ring.
Chad: Shooter points at Abaddon and shouts at him. Ozzie and Ray Ray hold Shooter back, trying to calm him down, but also shouting at Abaddon. Abaddon adjusts his gloves and cracks his neck.
Ray Ray: Hey yo, ref! Hold him back! Hold him back!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOO!!!
Gena: Abaddon is moved back slowly as the referee tries to get the match to continue. Abaddon fights it, but the referee is insistent. While they are struggling, Shooter gets back inside.
Chad: Shooter begins wailing on Abaddon and backing him into the ropes. As Abaddon catches his balance, he grabs onto Shooter’s neck, and Shooter kicks him in the gut.
Gena: Shooter moves back and forth, watching for the weak point with Abaddon. Abaddon leans down and looks up at Shooter, who moves in to club down on his back.
Chad: Abaddon grabs Shooter’s arm and twists it behind him, pushing him forward a few steps. He then lifts up and begins talking trash to Shooter. Shooter pats his arm and tries to twist out of it.
Gena: But Abaddon follows through and gets behind Shooter again. Shooter moves over to the ropes and grabs hold to break it up. Abaddon gives a few good wrenches before shoving Shooter.
Chad: Shooter turns around and swings on Abaddon, nailing him in the side of the head, but Abaddon spins and nails a Lariat that puts Shooter on the mat. He leans down and gets in Shooter’s face.
Abaddon: Your pained screams are like food for that which dwells within the abyss that was once my soul…
Gena: Dark. Abaddon lifts Shooter up now and sends him into the ropes. As Shooter comes back at him, he goes for a Spinebuster, but Shooter nails a Bell Clap and lands on his feet.
Chad: Shooter drops to his knees and hits a Rocket Punch to Abaddon’s groin! Looks like Shorty’s got some competition! Even Abaddon isn’t above feeling that! He falls to his knees.
Gena: Shooter stands up and hits a hard knee shot to Abaddon’s head, putting him down on the mat. He jumps around on one foot with an overjoyed expression on his face.
Chad: He then lifts up Abaddon’s legs for the Sharpest Shooter (Sharpshooter). He turns Abaddon over onto his stomach, but Abaddon lifts up and trips Shooter up in the process.
Gena: Abaddon gets to his feet and winds up as Shooter takes a second to get up to his feet. Shooter turns around just in time to get the Revelations (Von Erich Claw)!
Chad: Shooter struggles against it, trying his hardest to get out of it, but Abaddon powers into it all. He finds himself going down, even as he scoots backward. Ray Ray climbs on the apron and the referee stops him from entering the ring.
Gena: Ray Ray tells the referee that he’s going to get inside, all while Shooter taps out on the mat. The crowd is pissed off at Shooter’s tactics, and the fact that the ref should be calling for the bell as we speak!
Chad: Abaddon keeps it locked on, shouting at the referee, but Ray Ray shouts louder. Just then, Ozzie slides in from behind with a chair and he nails Abaddon with it and slides back outside!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Gena: Shooter gathers himself as Abaddon stays down on the mat. He stands up and looks around as Ray Ray drops down to the arena floor, just as masked GRIME members flood ringside to chase Ozzie and Ray Ray into the crowd!
Chad: Shooter climbs up the turnbuckle and looks around as he shouts at the top of his lungs. He then catapults off of the turnbuckle with the Shooter's Star (Shooting Star DDT)!!! Hooks the leg!
One!
Two!
Three!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Liam: Here is your winner… Shooter Reed!!!
Crowd: YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!
“24k Magic” starts playing as an overly jubilant Shooter grabs the microphone.
Shooter: Cut the music….cut the music….
The music cuts out and the crowd boos a bit. Ozzie and Ray Ray sneak back to the ring to back up Shooter as Abaddon rolls outside of the ring, glaring back at the ring from under his mask as he backs up the rampway.
Shooter: I just wanted to make sure everyone enjoyed this moment. I wanted to make sure that the gazillions of #LOHT fans knew exactly what ya’ll mean to me …
Quiet.
Shooter: Nothing. Ya’ll mean abso-fucking-lutely nothing.
Ozzie and Ray Ray burst out laughing.
Shooter: There ain’t nobody but the #LOHT that matters here. There aint nobody but Shooter Reed that matters. I am the future, Bell. And as I stand here….joyously victorious over this freak…
Shooter points toward Abaddon who is making his way out of the arena.
Shooter: As I stand in my rightful place…I’m calling out all ya’ll sons of bitches back there. I’m calling out Lord Raab and Mark Cross….the bitches with their hands around *MY* SCU title….. I’m calling out Giani da broke ass fuck Di Luca who knows better than to put me in the ring with this fucking loser. I full on expect to get my shot at My Bloody Valentine….which is what Shooter deserves. I’m calling out everyone and anyone that thinks that they can hang with tha realest mother fucka out there. I am the founding father…the #lifeblood. This is the #LOHT’s time….and I’m done waiting.
Shooter drops the mic as ‘24k Magic’ starts to play again. The #LOHT make their way out to a chorus of boos.
In a dimly lit hallway in the backstage area stand two hooded figures, one in a blood red hooded cloak and the other in a deep shade of violet, their faces concealed in shadows by the spotlight above them. An evil maniacal laugh is heard echoing as the red hooded figure takes a small step forward.
Red Hooded Figure: Edgar Allen Poe once said ‘The scariest monsters are the ones that lurk within our souls..’ and he is right. Especially in one of us.
The laugh gets louder as the red hooded figure pulls out his hands from within his sleeves.
Red Hooded Figure: Our looks maybe ones that are associated with the collective known as G.R.I.M.E but…
The red hooded figure lifts his hands up to his hood.
Red Hooded Figure: …We’re neither on the side of G.R.I.M.E or the SCU.
The hood is lowered.
Red Hooded Figure: Yet.
The light shines of the balding elderly gentleman, his salt and peppered short hair and white stubbly beard prominent, a wry smile appearing on his face as the evil maniacal laugh continues.
Old Gentleman: Let me introduce myself to you. My name is Darhk. I am the representative of a man who should be feared.
The deep shade of violet hooded man takes his gloved hands out of his sleeves and lowers his hood down.
Darhk: He is the clown prince of sin. He will be the man who tonight will defeat Jamie Staggs and welcome you all to the Darhk Carnival!
The dark green haired man steps before Darhk, his face painted white with black smeers around his eyelids, red makeup around his lips, he is smiling from ear to ear as he glares into the camera before him.
Darhk: I give you… GRIM-ALLLL-DI!
Grimaldi lets out a deep maniacal laugh before stopping dead with a deadly serious look on his face. Grimaldi’ eyes wide and a look of rage as he grabs the camera out of the handlers hands and throws it to the ground, the camera shows static but then shows the dark hallway. Grimaldi takes the hooded cloak off and storms down the hallway followed by Darhk as the scene switches.
Backstage, the camera finds a set of wavy brunette locks bouncing around as the sound of lips smacking can be heard. The denim jacket of Sister Esther sheds to the ground as Esther leans her head back and the smacking of lips continues.
Esther: Oh God baby you’re so sexy.
Red: Tebe nravitsya, kogda papa tak delayet? **Do you like it when daddy does it like that?**
Esther moans as her shadowed eyes close and she leans back even further. Suddenly, there is a blur as the man under Esther tugs at his mask.
Red: Oh shit! Etot mudak znayet, kak stuchat'? **Does this asshole know how to knock?**
Esther: Stop talking like that because I can’t understand wh… what the fuck??
Esther pulls her jacket closed over the lavender tank top she’s wearing. She walks over to the cameraman and shoves them away.
Esther: Look here you little bitch. There is a reason there is a closed door in this closet! Don’t you know how to knock asshole? Fuck, I don’t know why you can’t back me up here, Red.
The red of Red’s mask blinks as he fumbles over his words and they get lost under his thick Russian accent.
Red: Did I not? I mean, I did say to him this! Da!
Esther smacks Red’s arm and stomps her feet.
Esther: Shut up! You sound like you’ve got a mouthful of marbles and it’s not sexy at all!
Red: YA zvuchu tak, budto u menya vo rtu mramor? **Do I sound like I have marbles in my mouth when I do this?**
Red yanks Esther’s hair back just enough to put his lips to hers. They go right back to what they were doing when the cameraman came into the closet. Red spins Esther around and sits her down. He leans over her and she claws at his back. Esther then bites on his neck.
Red: Oh, Vy chertovski suka! Eto tak khorosho! **You fucking bitch! That feels so good!**
Esther: I love it when you speak Russian to me. God, I want to marry you right here, right now.
Red stops what he’s doing and leans back. Esther stares at him curious of what he’s doing. He rubs the back of his hood.
Esther: What?
Red: I think this is not horrible idea. Maybe we should have marriage together.
Esther’s jaw hangs open and she stares at Red.
Esther: What?
Esther repeats herself in the same tone even with her mouth dropped open. Red steps closer and wraps an arm around Esther.
Red: I have no ring today but My Bloody Valentine comes in just 17 days. Surely I can have ring by then for engagement.
Esther jumps up and down and shouts “Yes!” repeatedly before jumping into Red’s arms. He spins her around and then she leans in and tilts his mask up just enough to kiss his lips one time.
Esther: Yes! I will marry you at My Bloody Valentine! God, baby, bad decisions turn me on so much…
Red moves one arm to shove the cameraman out of the closet and closes the door in his face. We hear clutter falling to the floor from inside of the closet along with Esther’s excited squeals.
Vs 
Grimaldi vs Jamie Staggs
Liam: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!!! Iiiiiiiiiintroducing first, from the Darhk Carnival, standing at 6’ and weighing in at 255lb, he is… Grimaldi!!!
The lights in the arena slowly dim and flicker before finally going out. “Game of Survival” begins to play out of the PA system and the spotlight shines on the stage, where Darhk stands with a sly smile on his face and his arms outstretched, he then steps aside and Grimaldi steps forward into the spotlight. Laughing manically as the lights come back on within the arena and Grimaldi methodically walks along the aisle, head tilted at the fans nearby, Darhk follows behind telling Grimaldi to ignore them and focus. Grimaldi steps up the ring steps and along the ring curtain, Darhk follows him up and climbs into the ring and sits on the middle rope and pushes the top rope up, Grimaldi laughs and steps through the rope assisted ropes and wonders carelessly around the ring. The referee and ring announcer look confused and move out of his way if he wonders towards them. Darhk stands in his assigned corner and ushers Grimaldi over and takes off his purple coat and gives Grimaldi a last few minute words before stepping out onto the ring apron and jumping down. The music fades away leaving Grimaldi resting his shoulders against the top turnbuckle pad, grabbing the top rope and laughing, glancing over each shoulder at the audience and towards the referee before stopping abruptly and glaring at the curtain, waiting for his opponent.
The lights begin flashing. “Party Hard” by Andrew W.K. begins playing over the speakers when the words “Dumbass University” appears across the screen. Just then, a very familiar face comes running from behind the curtains, stomping and running in place as he stands on the edge of the ramp.
Liam: On his way to the ring, from St. Louis, Missouri, standing at 6’4” and weighing in at 205lb, he is the “Vale-dick-torian of Dumbass University” Jamie Staggs…
The crowd cheers as he points his arms out to both sides. He then brings them around to point down toward the ring. He charges down the ramp, slapping hands along the way. He then jumps and rolls inside of the ring under the bottom rope. He holds his arms out like an airplane and he runs around the ring before stopping and spinning.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Gena: Jamie Staggs looks over at Grimaldi, and his maniacal smile, and he starts laughing. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a condom? He blows it up and starts to make a balloon animal out of it.
Chad: Except it looks like a chewed up sausage link. He hands it to Grimaldi, who stares at it with a cackle. He reaches into his own pocket and holds a fist out to Jamie.
Gena: Jamie’s eyes widen and as Grimaldi opens his fist and nothing is there, Jamie looks confused until he gets a hard slap to the face, followed by a maniacal laugh.
Chad: Jamie flies forward with a Headbutt between Grimaldi’s eyes, getting another giggle until Grimaldi jumps up and swings down into a DDT on Jamie. He rolls Jamie over and goes for the cover.
One!
Kickout!
Gena: Jamie Staggs won’t go down so easily, even if he’s aiming for Class Clown against the Clown Prince of Sin. He crawls over to the ropes as Grimaldi gets on his back.
Chad: As Jamie gets to the ropes, Grimaldi holds onto the top ropes and begins jumping up and down wildly, each jump crashing down on Jamie’s back and making him fall down closer to the mat.
Gena: Grimaldi grabs onto Jamie’s legs and twists them around, as if twisting him into a pretzel or a balloon animal. Jamie shouts out in pain as he holds onto the ropes.
Chad: Grimaldi is forced to let Jamie go, but before Jamie can fully untwist his limbs, Grimaldi gives him a Pie Face (Claymore Kick) and another howl of laughter comes from him. He puts a foot down on Jamie’s chest.
One!
Two!
Kickout!
Gena: Barely a two. Grimaldi’s smile is starting to fade. The real one, not the one painted on his face. He grabs Jamie from the mat and picks him up, but Jamie bites Grimaldi on the lip!
Chad: Grimaldi lets out short bursts of giggles as he tries to pull away, but Jamie is like a fucking pitbull right now as he shakes his head around. The referee calls for the break!
Gena: As Jamie lets go, Grimaldi pokes him in the eye and then plants him on the mat with a Harlequins Revenge (Lifting double underhook facebuster)! Grimaldi is about to pin, but Darhk shakes his head.
Chad: There’s that sexy smile! Grimaldi shoves his hand into Jamie’s bloodied mouth for a Mandible Claw, stunning Jamie. He kicks his feet around until he feels the effects down to his legs and feet and he stops.
1!
Gena: Grimaldi presses down harder, glaring down at Jamie with perhaps admiration or maybe rage? It’s really kinda hard to tell.
2!
Chad: The referee drops the arm the second time. Jamie is a goner now. The referee gives it a second before lifting the arm. He drops it and it’s… Wait! No! Jamie shakes his arm!
Gena: Jamie gets up and elbows the clown in the side a few times until he lets go of the hold! Jamie gets one more and Grimaldi leans over. Jamie bounces off of the ropes and rolls over Grimaldi’s back with a Sunset Flip!
One!
Two!
Kickout!
Chad: Grimaldi kicks his legs out and rolls back. He bounces off of the ropes as Jamie gets to his feet and he nails a The End of the Harlequinade (Clothesline from Hell Lariat), putting Jamie down on the mat!
Gena: Grimaldi holds onto his stomach as if he’s just told the funniest joke in the world, but it’s Jamie Staggs’ career that he’s referring to, and the way he’s just shitted on it.
Chad: Jamie starts to get to his feet, and Darhk shouts out to Grimaldi, prompting him to rapidly approach Jamie, planting him to the ground with The Last Act (Variant of the Future-Shock DDT)! He rolls Jamie over for the cover!
One!
Two!
Three!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Liam: Here is your winner… Grimaldi The Clown!!!
“Game of Survival” plays over the speakers as Grimaldi leaps up with a screaming laugh. He looks down at Jamie, almost as if there is a hint of pity in his eyes. He starts to walk away, hands in his pockets. But, despite Darhk’s coaching to exit the ring, he turns around to Jamie. Jamie stirs and Grimaldi extends his hand to Jamie. Immediately, Jamie takes it for help up, but he is shocked massively by a supercharged buzzer in Grimaldi’s hand. Grimaldi can’t help but cackle over this, so short of breath from laughing. He pratfalls to the mat and then rolls to the outside of the ring, staring at Jamie all the way to the ramp.
Backstage, just outside of the boiler room, we see our Underground Champion, Celeste North, standing proudly with her title belt on her shoulder. She looks around as Jenifer walks up to her. They look at one another and take a deep breath as they both return to looking into the camera.
Celeste: Jennifer wants to remind everyone how the time has come for her to be the SCU Combat Champion. She's expected to face Kelli Torres, that was however before SCU booked TV Champion Merlot Ayano. Now the winner of that match meets Jenifer. Merlot and Kelli are great wrestlers but if winning means you have to take on Jenifer.
Jenifer smirks as she lets Celeste go on.
Celeste: Doesn't really sound like something they'll want to win. Jenifer looks forward to facing Kelli and Merlot. Kelli this match has been building since you arrived and took the title from Shannon Middlebrooks. Now at My Bloody Valentine one of them will fall to Jenifer.
Jenifer looks at Celeste and smacks the center of Celeste's Underground title
Celeste: As Jenifer takes the Combat title and brings it to Le Coven, I'll still holding the Underground Championship. Shannen Middlebrooks will find that out at Ladies Night when she gets dropped with Le Coven Bomb.
Jenifer punches the palm of her other hand.
Celeste: Oh Jenifer, they already know you're going to be dropping those bombs on Merlot or Kelli. Shannon will get one on Sunday. Then comes My Bloody Valentine, No matter who they put in front of me will fall.
Jenifer tabs Celeste on the shoulder.
Celeste: Correction, no matter who they put in front of Le Coven will fall.
Jenifer takes the Underground title from Celeste and puts it on her shoulder.
Celeste: Now Jenifer, if they put me in front of you then you'll just be getting your first loss.
Jenifer starts laughing at Celeste. Celeste doesn't think it's funny and takes her title back.
Celeste: I'm not joking with you. You go down with the rest of them.
Jenifer just laughs more at Celeste. Celeste starts cracking up.
Celeste: You're a bitch.
Celeste puts her arm around Jenifer.
Celeste: Months ago people like the New Foundation ran around calling people out. Le Coven called out the whole locker room and only the Ruins Sisters stepped up. Shannon, Shelby and Ivory ran off scared. Now they want to attack months later. I only got one thing to say to you.
Le Coven look at each other then back at the camera.
Jenifer: You... Done... Fucked... Up!
Celeste: Speaking of which. GRIME Wrestling, really...? Look you want a fight with SCU, Earl Lockyer, I know you want a piece, I say lead the charge, Le Coven got your back.
Jenifer nods her head.
Jenifer: GRiME... HA!
The cameras cut inside the Lady Bulldogs locker room. Shelby Holt hasn’t stopped smiling since the card was announced. Shannon and Ivory are standing next to her as they have their arms crossed across their chests.
Shelby: Do you know why I am smiling? Can you guess Celeste? How about you Jenifer? No, you can’t figure out why I have this smile on my face.
Shelby looks at her friends then back at the camera.
Shelby: Two weeks ago, we told the world that The New Foundation was done waiting for our opportunities. Now that we are in my hometown, I look to continue our rise back to the top. Le Coven, you gals have been around the same amount of time as us. Unfortunately, you guys are comfortable with being complacent but not us. On this night, we put two wooden stakes through your hearts.
Shelby continues to smile as Ivory holds a finger up.
Ivory: Le Coven hasn’t done anything for this company but take up precious time from us. We should be in the tag team title picture. We should be getting our Hardcore Tag Titles back. Instead, we are taking on two ungrateful slags. Tonight, I will slamming both your faces into the canvas.
Shannon laughs.
Shannon: Chantelle, how many times have you faced me? A lot. How many times have you beaten me? I’ll answer that for you. You have zero wins against me. So explain to me why I should be worried about a wanna be tough cheek who couldn’t satisfy John Blade. I will use you as a warm up for when I reclaim my UNDERGROUND championship. Celeste, you better watch because this will be you.
Shelby’s smile turns into a sinister smirk.
Shelby: It’s game time and you bitches are going to be out.
The trio place their fists in front of them as the camera fades.
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