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Underground Ep. 70 (Results)
« on: September 01, 2020, 08:49:56 PM »
Mandalay Bay Events Center



Sin City Underground Ep 69 comes to you taped in front of a limited live audience of 25% capacity, wearing face masks and social distancing between groups, at the Mandalay Bay in Las Vegas, NV. This episode will air on WGN and the Sin City Network at 11:59pm PST on Sunday, August 30th, 2020.

Note: Anyone who does not abide by the rules set in place by SCW GM Brooke Saxon (stated below), will be escorted from the premises and banned from future Sin City Wrestling, Sin City Underground, and GRIME Wrestling shows.

1- Each ticket purchased will come with a safety bag. (A safety Bag includes a company logo face Mask, one .5 oz bottle of hand sanitizer, and a pair of XL gloves. Masks must be worn in all areas of the building.

2- Tickets to all shows going forward will only be sold at the SCW shop and only available to the local residents in which the show is being held.

3- Tickets will be sold no earlier than 48 hours of the show. (For SCW, look at it as the promo deadline is when tickets go on sale for that show and SCU shows.)

4- Everyone entering the building will get screened to read their temperature.

5- All food sold going forward will be already wrapped. All drinks will now be sold only in cans or bottles. No fountain type drinks.

6- Food can only be consumed in the designated areas in which masks can be taken off temporarily. All merch bought at the event will be done by credit cards, the shops will no longer take cash.



Glee Cast Version of “I Know What Boys Like” begins to play and Carter steps through the curtains, holding an ankle length, sleeveless black robe closed in front of him. he then whips it open, revealing his ring attire of a printed belly t, booty shorts and thigh high boots -- but perhaps most notably; BOTH the Television as well as Pride tag team title belts are wrapped around his waistline. He holds one hand behind his head while running the other hand down his body while grinding his hips to the music.

Darlyn: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome one-half of the Pride Tag Team Champions, and the NEW Television Champion -- Helluva Bottom Carter!

Carter drops the robe to the stage and runs toward the ring, slapping hands offered out to him all around the ringside area. He then hops up onto the ring apron in a split and slides beneath the bottom rope. He crawls seductively on all fours toward Darlyn and stands upright with a smile, as the ring announcer passes the microphone to him.

Gena: So c’mon! Fess up! Which title do you think Carter is going to vacate?

Chad: Are you kidding? After everything he did to get a fair TV title match and finally winning it? He’s not vacating his first singles title?

Gena: Really? I think he’ll keep his half of the Pride titles and continue teaming with his ‘bestie.’

Carter looks around at the SCUniverse as they show support for the young, flamboyant man. He smiles with genuine sincerity and raises the mic to his lips, causing the cheers to slowly subside.

HBCarter: Wow! Thank you. I’m -- I’m not exactly the humble type. You can ask Ari, or really anyone at the GO Gym. Hell…!

He shrugs with an impish smile.

HBCarter: I’m not like some other gays in the public eye who try and turn everything into a cause. But can I say for one moment that the reception you all just blessed me with speaks literally VOLUMES at just how far we’ve come in accepting diversity in the sport of professional wrestling?

The men and women, young and old, in the audience, applauds this fact.

HBCarter: And from the moment I set foot inside of the GO Gym, I always hoped to one day be in the position where I would be opening up the show and well -- here I am!

Carter holds his arms out with a smile, and is greeted with cheers in response. He then exhales and holds up a hand.

HBCarter: Except -- it’s not exactly for the reason that I had hoped. You see, a few months ago, my best friend Ariana Angelos and I made history when we won the Pride Tag titles in our rookie year. And as proud as we were to add more gold to the legacy of the GO Gym together, the both of us also wanted to be able to spread our wings and fly into the singles divisions. You can count on the fact that one day soon, my Ari will have her first singles championship to call her very own! And me? Well I won my first singles title -- last week!

Carter practically squeals with an almost childlike enthusiasm!

HBCarter: To finally get to set foot inside of the ring with Mz Holly Wood, a person whom I have looked up to and admired for so long… it was unreal! So many people talk about their dreams but how many actually get to go out and experience them?

He taps a finger to his chest.

HBCarter: This queen, right here, does! And tonight, I either start a new chapter in my SCU career, or I continue the one that Ari and I blazed through together! You see, as proud as SCU was to give me the chance against Holly last week, they also told me that I am not allowed to hold two championships at the same time, even if they are in separate divisions. And so, right here tonight -- I have to give one up!

The crowd boos but Carter just smiles and laughs. He holds up his free hand.

HBCarter: It’s okay, it’s alright! I never really was the greedy type, unless it came to men like Brother David, then it’s all hands on dick - DECK!

Carter puts a hand playfully over his mouth as the fans laugh.

HBCarter: It’s not an easy choice to make, and you know who’s already having a good time at the expense of my having to do this? … O’Malley!

The crowd boos at the mere mention of the Underground Champions name! Carter nods knowingly.

HBCarter: I know, I know.

He silently mouths ‘I know!’ before continuing.

HBCarter: But I meant what I said; no matter which of these titles I give up, at least it’s my choice. Where as sooner or later, and lord I hope it’s sooner, O’Malley will lose his titles! In the ring. And I also know that no matter which title I vacate, I’ll be pissing off a half-dozen men who were hoping I had vacated the championship that SCU had pre-scheduled for them to compete for later tonight! But, I’ve been out here wasting all of this time talking, and I’m sure we don’t want to turn into one of these wrestling shows where there’s two hours of talking and thirty minutes of wrestling, so here we go! The moment of truth…

He looks down and begins to appear to be a touch uncharacteristically choked up.

HBCarter: I’ve already told the world how much of an honor it was to wrestle Holly and win my first singles championship but --

Gena: But…?

HBCarter: There’s something to be said for friendship and loyalty. And my Ari has been there for me through some of my toughest personal moments. Ever since we met at the GO Gym, she was right there beside me. Encouraging me. Refusing to let me take a step back. Always being there for me through thick and thin and … as much as I want to show what I can do in singles, I can’t…

Carter then surprises everyone as he starts to remove not the Pride title belt, but the TV, from around his waist.

Chad: What … really??

But before Carter can say or do anything to make it official, Ariana Angelos, Carter’s best friend and tag team partner, races out to the ring with her own title belt around her trim waistline. She slides inside of the ring and stops Carter from removing his TV title belt any further from around his waist. Carter looks confused but his Ari has her usual smile on her face as she shakes her head in the negative. The two best friends exchange words where the microphone does not pick up, but the intention is crystal clear.

Ariana then secures the TV title belt and Carter himself is surprised as she removes his Pride title belt from around his waist and holds it out to him. Carter looks at it, then at her and he raises his eyebrows.

HBCarter: Ari, are you sure?

Ariana smiles and nods, and Carter draws her into a quick embrace. He then holds the Pride tag team title belt up high.

HBCarter: It looks like my Ari will be getting a new championship partner tonight because I am KEEPING the Television Championship!

The SCUniverse cheers and applauds as Carter lays the Pride tag team title belt down onto the mat, officially vacating his half of the championship titles -- unbeaten! Carter then hugs Ariana once again before the two friends exit the ring and head to the back amidst the crowd showing their support!

Chad: It’s official! Carter remains the Television Champion and tonight, we crown a new Pride Tag Team Champion for Ariana Angelos!



Alexis Staggs is in the ring just before her match against Halo. She’s holding a mic and her briefcase with the Underground Championship contract, as she’s asked for a few moments to speak before the match begins.

Alexis: You know, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking recently, and I’m pretty sure you’ve all noticed how relatively quiet I’ve been. And, quite honestly, how undeserving to hold this briefcase that I’ve been, too. I should be making more noise. I should be issuing more warnings to the Underground Champ, because let’s face it, I could strike at any moment.

Those in attendance let off a quick pop at the thought of Alexis cashing in on Dahlia Rotten. But Alexis holds her hand up, along with the briefcase, and everyone settles down.

Alexis: Yeah, the second that Dahlia Rotten won the Underground Championship, that target went from Celeste’s back, to Dahlia’s. And, to be quite honest, I’m pretty fucking disappointed, and still surprised that Dahlia managed to defeat Celeste.

The crowd gives off a mixed reaction and Alexis laughs.

Alexis: I wanted to be the one to do it. Hell, despite what Celeste thinks, I could have done it. But, you want to know why I didn’t when I had the chance? Fucking loyalty. I almost made a huge mistake and cashed in this briefcase the same way that O’Malley did. I could have done it again, and I’d be walking around with that title and not Dahlia. But...I realized that I just wasn’t willing to ruin my friendship with Celeste over a fucking title. And I wasn’t about to ruin my career by doing what O’Malley did, so I’ve just been laying low.

Alexis looks down at the briefcase, thinking to herself.

Alexis: But, I’m through with laying low because I hold in my hand what no one else on the roster can say they’ve got. A guaranteed shot at the Underground Championship whenever I want it, and that...that should scare the shit out of Dahlia Rotten. I’ll be watching her. I’ll be studying her, and I’ll be deciding when I want to cash in this briefcase and end her title reign, because the promise I’m making right here, right now...I’m not going to waste this shot. I’m not going to do what O’Malley did. I’m going to make this count and make it fucking worth it. And I’m going to be the Underground Champion very soon.

The crowd erupts in another huge pop.

Alexis: As for right now. I’ve got a match against Halo to get out of the way, so let’s get this fucking show on the road!

Alexis then tosses the mic back to the time keeper and then walks over to the corner, setting the briefcase down as she gets ready for the match to begin.



Kingingiseisha “Hitamashii” Shirasu is seen with his GRIME friends Andrew Garcia and Ivan Darrell, as well as managers Johan Svensson and Giovanni Teixeira to discuss the match Hitamashii and Andrew Garcia facing Javier Gonzalez and Eric Weaver.

Hitamashii-I know Javier and Eric are obsessed with getting their hands on Omasa, but let me tell you, that will not happen if I, or Dying Breed here can help it.  We know how good Omasa is and we have to protect her from these thugs who think they can do what they want with her.  I will not let them distract me from my ultimate goal, becoming GRIME World Champion.

Andrew-There is not a damn thing that Javier and Eric can say or do that will slow our momentum, or distract Hitamashii for the biggest match of his career when he gets in the ring with Max Burke, whenever that may be.

Hitamashii-Let’s go out there and show the world what we can do, and not let ourselves become distracted from the prize.

Hitamashii cackles and he, with his friends in tow, decide to go into the locker room to get ready for their match as the scene fades to black.



O’Malley is seen arriving backstage, his duffel bag over one shoulder, and the Underground Championship over another. As was the case earlier on Climax Control, he doesn’t seem in the best of moods, and after his loss to Jack Washington, it seems to be that much worse. He’s looking around for his dressing room when he’s stopped by Dev Khatri.

Dev: O’Malley. Hey, I was wondering when you’d get here. Tough loss on Climax Control tonight. Hopefully you don’t go oh for two, right?

O’Malley’s nostrils flare and he glares at Dev.

O'Malley: Feck off, Dev, before I give ye a taste of what Ben Jordan felt when I won the title, yeah?

Dev takes a step back holding his hands up defensively.

Dev: Whoa. I meant no disrespect. But at least you’ll sti have one championship no matter what. Ben Jordan can’t take the Roulette Championship from you at least.

O'Malley: Look, fella, yer right pissin’ me off more than I already am. So just cut the shite, and leave me the feck alone.

Dev: You’re not having a very good week are you? Maybe everyone is right. You need Darcy by your side to win. It’s no big deal. Everyone needs support, bud.

O’Malley drops his duffel bag and places the Underground Championship on top, step closer to Dev in a threatening manner.

O'Malley: Ye feckin’ little bastard, I’m gonna…

Dev doesn’t give O’Malley a chance to finish that thought as he turns and darts off. O’Malley stands there, fuming, even when Dev is out of view. Eventually he lets out a frustrated growl before reaching down, grabbing his duffel and swinging it into the wall, throwing a fit before the scene fades out.




Alexis Staggs vs Halo

Darlyn:  The following contest is scheduled for one fall!!!

"Unbreakable" by Fireflight starts to play in the sound system and a video montage of some of Alexis Edwards memorable moments appears on the screen. Seconds into the music, Alexis appears from behind the curtain, standing at the top of the ramp and throwing her hands in the air as her music plays, and the crowd now cheers her on.

Darlyn:  On her way to the ring, from Las Vegas, NV standing at 5'5" and weighing in at 120lb, she is... Alexis Staggs!!!

She looks around the crowd and smiles before she starts making her way to the ring, high fiving and slapping hands along the way. Once to the ring she slides in under the bottom rope and jumps back to her feet. She jumps up to the second turnbuckle, throwing her hands in the air to another round of cheering from the crowd before she jumps back down as her music dies down. She stares back towards the entrance as she waits for her opponent to enter.

Darlyn:  On her way next, from Hollywood Hills, CA, standing at 5’10” and weighing in at 144lb, she is… Halo Annisssss!!!!!!!!!

Life of Agony’s “Lost At 22” starts up to a pop as Halo comes out the curtain with a burst of excitement. She makes her way up the steps and slips through the ropes. Halo gets to the middle of the ring smiling as the crowd chants her name loudly. 

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Chad:  Alexis hands off the golden briefcase as Halo cracks her knuckles.  Both women meet up in the center of the ring and exchange a handshake before quickly tying up.

Gena:  Halo uses her size advantage to power Alexis back several feet before Alexis grounds her weight.  She pushes Halo off and comes off the ropes with a Haymaker.

Chad:  Halo blocks and grabs onto Alexis’ wrist and twists it back into a Wrist Lock.  She gives it some extra power and then pushes Alexis forward.

Gena:  Alexis nods her head and then she quickly ties up with Halo again.  Alexis sends Halo to the ropes, and Halo ducks under a Clothesline.

Chad:  As she comes back, Alexis dips back with a Matrix Evasion.  She grabs Halo into a German Suplex and pin combo.

One!
Two!
Kickout!

Gena:  Halo forcefully kicks out.  They get back to their feet and Halo nails a Clothesline. She mounts Alexis and starts punching her.

Chad:  After several good hits, Alexis flips Halo over and gives them back just as bad as she got them.  Alexis then gets up and drags Halo back to her feet.

Gena:  Alexis goes for a Dropkick, but Halo smacks her feet away.  Alexis gets up quickly and they go to tie up again, but Alexis hits Halo with a Headbutt!

Chad:  Halo’s eyes roll, but then she throws a Headbutt right back at Alexis!  Alexis stumbles back, but throws another Headbutt!

Gena:  Halo stumbles now, but then she nails Alexis with another Headbutt as well!  Both ladies are stumbling a bit on their feet after that exchange.

Chad:  Alexis falls back into the ropes, and Halo hits a Clothesline, sending Alexis out to the floor below!  She takes a second to recover, holding onto her head.

Gena:  Halo then steps to the apron and… What the hell is this?

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Chad:  Indigo, Jade, Royal Purple, Cadet Blue, Light Blue… they storm the ringside area and begin hammering away at both Alexis and Halo…

Darlyn:  This match has been declared a double disqualification…

Crowd:  BOOOOOOOOO!!!

Gena:  I can’t say that I blame the fans.  Indigo, Royal Purple, and Jade begin beating down on Halo as Cadet Blue and Light Blue pick Alexis up from the ground.

Chad:  Cadet Blue rams the golden briefcase into Alexis’ forehead, busting her open!  Light Blue begins bashing her with it.  Indigo and Royal Purple grab Halo and send her into the barricade.

Gena:  Jade rushes forward with a Superkick.  Celeste and Orchid come rushing through the crowd to drag Halo off as the crowd scatters.

Chad:  Kelli, Jenifer, Melissa, and Merlot come rushing down, and the masked members follow after Celeste and Orchid, and they leave Halo just a few feet into the crowd.  Merlot checks on Alexis as Melissa, Jenifer, and Melissa check on Halo.

The GRIME masked ladies look on from the back of the crowd, talking trash as they slowly back away.  Medics come out to check on Alexis and tend to her forehead.



Inside of the GRIME GM Gianni Di Luca's office, we can see Gianni seated at his desk with a neat stack of paperwork in front of him, and a couple of books. His fiancee, Veronica Taylor, is sitting in front of him, looking at the books as Gianni pretends to be looking at them as well. Veronica looks up and sees his eyes glazed over and she clears her throat.

Gianni: Oh yeah, boo. That's a good choice right there. Ya always as smart as ya are beautiful.

Gianni puts on a face to encourage Veronica, even though it's clear Gianni isn't paying attention to what's right in front of him.

Veronica: Babe, you know flattery will get you almost everywhere with me heh. But yeah you have some interesting books in here. Though the walls could use a new coat of paint among other things.

Gianni sees the point Veronica is making. While he's not here for more than the evening, it seems to be pretty plain in the office. He sighs.

Gianni: Yeah, there ain't really nothing in here that screams "Gianni Di Luca". Other than his beautiful fiancee takin' a break from being around all the uggos and basics of the locker room.

Gianni does his famous laugh out loud and reaches across the desk to take the wedding magazine Veronica was looking at.

Gianni: Honestly, that dress would look stunning on ya. I'm just worried that no one around here respects me yet since I'm the new guy, and it's stressin' me out.

Veronica rolled her eyes but smirked.

Veronica: Honey, anything would look good on me but yeah It has to be perfect after all this wedding is gonna be big the wedding of the century really.  I mean, it all has to be perfect and it's why I hate dealing with incompetence.

Veronica says with smirk crossing one leg over the other.

Veronica: I mean and you might be new but you got this babe. There's a reason you were the best GM in SCU history, and now you are in control of GRIME.

Gianni shrugs his shoulders. He flips through the bridal magazine just to be doing something with his hands.

Gianni: I was the best. No doubt. But apparently it wasn't good enough. At least with GRIME, they don't come to me bitchin' and moanin' about this match and that person said this. The most I got is people tryin' to walk all over me, bookin' their own matches and demanding shots at my stars.

Gianni stops for a second. He thinks about what he just said, and a smile comes over his face.

Gianni: It's my locker room. It's my roster. I call the shots while these guys just do what I say. I could tell Gold and Cyan to go out there right now and fight in a Bra and Panties Match and they would have to because I said so. I could tell Indigo and Royal Purple to rip each other's masks off right now to reveal themselves, and they would have to. I never realized this as SCU General Manager, but if they wanna keep their jobs, they gotta listen to me!

Gianni gets carried away and throws the bridal magazine up in the air out of excitement.

Veronica: Good, and no Donna to backstab you sad thing is I got to deal with a new boss and her ugh! How can you leave me alone with them?!

Veronica says in a bitchy disgusted tone, before speaking again.

Veronica: But I am gonna be champion soon  I mean its clear this place needs me with gold. I am the first class Queen of Mean. Celeste next time me and her face, it won’t happen that way I mean it was nice seeing her ugly face get beat down oh well poor little uggo basic.

Gianni:  Yeah, I’m glad her streak is over so we don’t gotta hear about it anymore.  But don’t feel alone.  You got a whole army of GRIME behind you.  I’m sure they wouldn’t mind taking it to some of the SCU bitches more often, no matter who it benefits.  You’re gonna be a champ in no time if I got anything to say about it.  So don’t worry, babe.  Just focus on the weddin’.  We got this.  As a matter of fact, I gotta make a statement here tonight as well.  Ya gonna wanna watch this…

Gianni wiggles his eyebrows and does his signature laugh.  Veronica looks interested in what Gianni has up his sleeve.



We go to a private locker room where we see the Dying Breed, Hitimashii, and Omasa Tazu. Dying Breed stands behind Hitiimashii to his left as Omasa stands to his right.

Hitamashii: GRIME is a company that lives off of hardcore matches, we’rehere for that reason. Friends, enemies, none of that matters to us.

Andrew:Seems like Omasa has upset Angel of Filth. Omasa wasn’t sent here to be your friend.

Hitamashii: She’s here to rain over the women’s roster. That includes you Filth.

Ivan: Don’t be surprised that someone on the roster is not playing by your rules. Now you want to make us a target.

Andrew:Bring it, Eric and Javi will go down, then any other goons you have in the locker room can come get us too.

Hitamashii: Bottom line is this, we are GRIME but we do things our way.

Omasa speaks to Hittiamshii in Japanese.

Hitamashii: Omasa says that Filth is a pussy, fight her instead of sending your bitch boys Eric and Javi. To Omasa and us all, no GRIME or SCU wrestler is safe. We’re the topp four in the company as now is the time to prove it.



Cameras cut backstage with Javi and Eric. Eric leans on the wall as Javi swings a chain around.

Javi: Tonight we got to take care of Hitimashii and Andrew, we got to send a message homez. Their girl Omasa is stirring shit up vato.


Eric: We got this Javi, Andrew is mine, you can take care of Hitimashii.


Javi: Filth gonna take care of Omasa. We just got to watch out for Ivan.


Eric: Ivan will stay out of the match if he knows what’s good for him. nThose four will learn not to fuck with the plans.

Javi: A whole lot of talk Eric, you better deliver homez.

Eric: You just need to make sure you work as a team mate.

Javi: If you stop getting beat down I’d be able to tag you in more homez!

Eric: I’m for real, they about to get a beat down, no fucking around Javi.

Javi: Hold up homez, I take this as a joke cuz you do. You trying to go hard then go hard homez. You already know how I do it vato!

Eric: Aight, let's do this bro.



We come across the G.R.I.M.E. World Nightmare Champion, and his associate Casey Williams backstage at the Mandalay Bay Events Center that is set up for the G.R.I.M.E. talent to enjoy the show. Max and Casey are seated at a table enjoying some adult beverages. The World Nightmare championship sits between them on the table. Next to it is a velvet bag which is shaped like a bottle. Max takes a drink before addressing the camera.

Max: Busy night in the Underground, and the Mandalay Bay Events Center is on fire. Last week, I put down the clown with the Revelations. Tonight I have the night off but I'll be enjoying several contests.  Hitimashii is in action. Coby is in action. And, in the main event my favorite Brit is going to claim the Underground Championship. My partner in crime, Ben Jordan will raise another championship high above his head at the end of the night. I’ve got a special treat for him.

Max pats the velvet bag that sits next to him on the table.

Max: Championship wins deserve top shelf celebrations. As always, I come through in that department. Cheers my friend.

Casey tips his glass back, and pours another drink. He tops up Max also.

Max: Hitimashii, I hear you. I’m just waiting for the contract like you are. I’m ready when you are son. Coby, put on a show kid. Show everyone what real wrestling looks like tonight. We’ll be watching closely. Cheers.

Max tips his glass to the camera.



The scene opens backstage at Underground where we see tonight’s challenger for Angel Kash’s TV Title Krystal Wolfe lacing up her boots ahead of her first title match in SCU, she finishes lacing up the boots just as she’s approached by Dev.

Dev: Krystal, tonight you challenge Angel Kash for the TV Title, now your fellow Go Gym Graduate HB Carter won the men’s TV Title last week, are you hoping to follow in his footsteps?

Krystal: Absolutely! We may have graduated from different classes but me and Carter were both trained at the Go Gym and the track record of the graduates in SCW speaks for itself! Fellow Aussie Evie Baang is the reigning World Bombshell Champion, London Underground held the SCW Tag and Mixed Tag Titles multiple times since they debuted and Fenris? Do I need to say anything else?

Dev: Aren’t you forgetting someone?

Krystal: Does Belinda Simone really count as a Go Gym Graduate? She had like, a week’s worth of training to prepare for the match against Diamond and she still kicked Diamond’s ass!

Dev: Err, no, I was talking about the current Underground and SCW Roulette Champion O’Malley.

Krystal lets out an annoyed sigh before shaking her head.

Krystal: Oh yeah, the one Go Gym grad who’s allowed to hold more than one title at a time.

Dev: You don’t like that Carter has to vacate one of his titles?

Krystal: You saw how long Carter had been chasing the TV Title before he finally won it, so why the hell does he have to vacate it when O’Malley is holding two titles at the same time?

Dev: Because SCU and SCW are separate brands.

Krystal: Separate brands that share a lot of the same talent, many of whom wrestle on the same shows as the SCW Talent, me included, don’t try to defend it Dev, it’s a bullshit double standard and you know it!

Krystal adds before shaking her head.

Krystal: Regardless of what happens with my friends in Team Go I have a title to win tonight and if GRIME wants to get involved, I’ve got an equalizer ready! And at the end of the night Angel Kash will be struck down by the Down Under Thunderbomb from Krystal Wolfe!

Krystal walks off as the scene fades.



GRIME Rules
Javier Gonzalez and Eric Weaver vs Andrew Garcia and Hitimashii

Liam:  The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a GRIME Rules Tag Team Match!  Iiiiiintroducing first, the team of Eric Weaver and Javier Gonzalez!!!

Javi and Eric come running out onto the stage.  They look to one another and then run down the ramp and slide inside of the ring.  They walk around the ring as they wait for their opponents.

Liam:  Aaaand their opponents, Hitamashii and Andrew Garcia!!!

The opening riffs of Fire In Our House by Astral Doors hits the speakers and Kingingiseisha “Hitamashii” Shirasu comes out to the stage, looking smug, and stands there as the crowd gives him boos.  Andrew Garcia comes out onto the stage, drawing even more boos from the audience. Hitamashii walks from one side of the stage to the other with a swag in his step before he looks around the crowd as Andrew crosses over, doing the same.  They start to walk towards the ring slowly, stopping halfway down the ramp and turning their head with his nose in the air to look at the crowd, their faces showing that they do not like the way they are looking down upon them. Hitamashii lowers his head slowly and turns back to face the ring, walking down towards the apron.  Andrew climbs up onto the apron and looks around. Hitamashii climbs up to the apron and steps between the top rope and the middle rope, looking around at the fans as they continue to boo them.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Ada:  Hitamashii and Javier start things off inside of the ring.  Javi and Hitamashii exchange nods of respect as they circle each other.  Javi makes a back handed comment.

Rob:  Hitamashii cackles, but does not let his guard down.  He reaches out for Javi to tie up, but Javi slaps his hand away.

Ada:  Javi then gets behind Hitamashii and goes for a Bulldog, but Hitamashii ducks and Javi goes forward.

Rob:  Javi turns around and gets a Yakuza Kick to his stomach.  Javi doubles over and Hitamashii grabs on and does a DDT.  He flips Javi onto his back and goes for the cover.

One!

Ada:  Eric is in the ring and he kicks Hitamashii off.  Eric grabs Hitamashii and sends a knee to the face.  Andrew comes rushing in and Clothesline’s Eric to the mat.

Rob:  Javi then rushes at Andrew with an Ax Kick.  He goes to pick Andrew up, but Hitamashii hits a Dropkick to Javi’s back.  Javi drops Andrew.  It’s pure chaos in the ring.

Ada:  As it should be.  It’s GRIME Wrestling.  GRIME Rules.  Eric hits a Spinning Heel Kick to Hitamashii, dropping him.  The three others are down on the mat. Eric puts Javi over Hitamashii.

One!
Two!

Rob:  Andrew dives on top to break up the cover.  He ducks under a punch from Weaver and he gets behind, trying for a Rear Naked choke, with those arms!

Ada:  Eric falls into it!  He flails around, trying to get out of it, but he can’t!  Andrew wrenches his arm against his throat.  Finally, Javi kicks Andrew in the back of the head.

Rob:  Javi grabs Hitamashii and drops him with a DDT.  He picks hit back up and holds him.  Eric gets up and gives Andrew a few kicks.

Ada:  Javi yells at Eric, who grabs a chain.  He begins swinging it and then rushes at Hitamashii, whipping it!

Rob:  But he hits Javi in the face as Hitamashii drops down.  Hitamashii grabs the chain and hits Weaver with it.  As Javi spins around, he gets smacked as well.

Ada:  He sends Javi into the corner and lifts him up.  He then nails the Concrete Heart (Dragonrana)!  Andrew grabs Eric and throws him to the outside as the cover is made!

One!
Two!
Three!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Liam:  Here are your winner… Hitamashii and Andrew Garcia!!!

Eric slides in just out of time to save Javi.  He slaps the mat angrily as Hitamashii cackles, and Garcia smirks at the angry Eric.  They raise their arms up in victory before exiting the ring and heading to the back.  Eric helps Javi up, and Javi just shakes his head, touching at his forehead as they leave the ring as well.



We find our way to the pulpit in the back hallway.  Mother Mavis and Sister Virginia are standing by, ready for Father Gerald to deliver his sermon for this Sunday.  They wait silently until there is some low toned talking.

David:  You always do a Sunday sermon for the heathens in attendance. Why are you changing your mind today?

Gerald:  If you want a sermon, feel free to deliver one yourself.

Mavis covers her mouth while Virginia puts a hand over her chest, gasping.  They look to one another and turn as the crowd gathered backstage for the sermon to begin to murmur.

David:  You can’t be serious.

Gerald:  I am serious as sin, Brother David!  I will not tell a lie, and right now, I am feeling nothing holy or sacred.

Mavis walks over to the curtain and opens it to see Gerald standing there in his wrestling gear.  He looks at her with frustration in his eyes.

David:  Mom, he is refusing to prosthelytize to the sinners on Sunday.

Gerald:  I am a grown man, and I don’t need you tattling on me like we’re still crapping our pants, son!

David gasps now at Gerald’s choice of words.  Gerald brushes past his wife and son and he walks to the podium.

Gerald:  Now tell me, people.  Have you come to hear the word of the Lord today?  His Almighty Word?  Well, I ain’t got that for ya.  But what I do got is gospel truth.  You can take that to the pearly gates, cornflabbit!

Gerald slams a fist on the podium.  A few members in the crowd of stagehands and ring crew scatter, while others look more intrigued.

Gerald:  What am I speaking of?  The one thing that transcends my loyalty to Him?  The Father of all creation?  Why, being disrespected.  Call it prideful, but I promise you that it is merely proof that I am human, believe it or not.

Gerald takes a second to smirk an arrogant smirk as he looks down at his physique that is in good condition, especially for his “advanced” age.

Gerald:  Pride is my sin, and I think I do a mighty fine job of quelling it.  But when someone spits in my frackin’ face, I cannot sit idly by.

David:  Who spit in your face, Father?  Tell us! Preach it!

Gerald looks at David with a look of appreciation for coming around to this unorthodox sermon.  He then turns out to the audience and his eyes show nothing but sinister hatred.

Gerald:  That abomination of a man whom this company has decided to reward with the Underground Championship.  That man bitch, filled with cowardice and cunning almost as wicked as the man downstairs whom I shall not name on this, the Holy Day!  God’s Day!  The sneaky, vile, heathenous, disgusting excuse for a human being.  The same man who lets a woman dictate his every action.  The same man who did not speak a word for himself for months… MONTHS… until people called him out for being a damned puppet for his Jezebel whore, Darcy.

Gerald looks over to David with a saddened sense behind the initial anger.  He gives David a nod.

Gerald:  A man who would give up his only son for any entity other than God Himself, just as Abraham did with Isaac when he called for the sacrifice of his child.  But to give up your only begotten legitimate son for some strange?  Lord, help me to understand, because I, as a father, cannot!  I would never give up my son.  Never.  Because I am a man. I do not slither around on my belly, worrying only about what is best for me.  I am an evolved human, and not some primitive savage, or a yella bellied sissy.  I was created in the image of God, while our “champion” was created in the image of a cockroach.

Gerald flips the podium over and it bounces across the hallway.

Gerald:  O’Malley couldn’t find it in him to co-exist in our match two weeks ago.  He would rather hog the glory to make up for his precise and correct idea that he needs to prove that he’s a worthy champion.  Unfortunately, he cost us the victory, and he showed his true colors.  He and I battled back and forth.  I just knew that he was going to use his moment in the ring last week to call me out.  But, he didn’t.  Instead, he called out a man he already outsmarted and defeated, because that is the only way he was going to stand a chance of walking out as the Underground Champion by the end of tonight.  Because he damn sure wouldn’t stand a chance if he were to face off against me.

Gerald steps down from the makeshift stage he is standing on, and he gets in front of the crowd as they slowly part for him.

Gerald:  Trust me.  I get it.  How would it look if your first legitimate challenge that didn’t end in some sort of trickery or dishonesty actually defeated him?  It would say that what everyone was saying about him was the God’s honest truth.  The Gospel Truth.  So, if you’re lucky enough to get past Ben Jordan for a second time, and that title stays around your waist… Heck, even if you fail miserably like everyone is expecting you to… I challenge you, O’Malley.  Violent Conduct.  And I’m going to reign down Holy Hell on you, child.  Think about it.  And don’t let your cowardly instincts tell you to dodge me yet again.  Because just like God, I’m gonna cut you down…

Gerald pushes his way through the crowd now, and David is all smiles.  Mavis and Virginia look at one another, confused and borderline appalled.



Nick: I’m here with Kittie who takes on Esther later tonight. Not many singles matches since your return to the ring… You think you’re ready for tonight.

Kittie: First off, welcome to the company Nick. With that said, don’t ask me that cookie cutter Su kind of question. Ask me what you really want to ask, this is GRIME Wrestling.

Nick loosens up his tie and gets more comfortable.

Nick: Tonight, you and Esther get it on. You ready to go out there and tore shit up?

Kittie: Esther’s face is going to get readjusted for the better after I smash her face on to the mat.

Nick: Esther walking into this match not knowing what you’re capable of.

Kittie: Sometimes I don’t know what I’m capable of as I have no quit in me and take pleasure in doing anything I must to rearrange Esthers’ busted up face.

Nick: WHen you’re done making Esther look stupid, who’s your next victim?

Kittie: None of these bitches can stop me, I’m gonna be taking them all down. Vixen, the champion, is the biggest prize of them all of course. I’m about to bust them all down one by one and none of them bitches can do anything about it.

Nick: Good so tell Esther takee as I invited her to the interview as well.

Kittie and Nick turn to the right.

Esther: Look Here You Little Bitch, You’re someone the fans never cared about, not just the fans but everyone. No one is scared of a little pussy like you Kittie!

Kittie: Esther, you’re the biggest flop to come from the Good Shepherds.

Esther: Bitch, I wasn’t down speaking. You cut me off again and you won’t make it to the ring.

Kittie: Oh fuck off, you ain’t gonna do shit but run your mouth then run away when the match starts.

Esther: We don’t need to wait to get to the ring. We can do this shit right here.

Kittie: Stop talking and start swinging then bitch.

Esther: You hit me first if you got the guts.

Kittie: You’ll just end up knocking your skinny ass.


Esther: Then do it.

Kittie pretends to throw a swing that causes Esther to flinch.

Kittie: Why you scared for bitch.

Esther: No one is scared of your old ass, I’ll see you in the ring if you’re still awake by then granny.

A lead pipe connects to the back of Esther’s head, sending her forward down to the floor.  A masked figure wearing nothing more than black with some rainbow color’s running down the side steps into view. The mystery masked person stomps on Esther a few times.

Mystery Person: これはほんの始まりのエステルです。(This is only the beginning Esther.)

Nick: What?

Mystery Person: Ladies of GRIME. Be warned… the days of sitting back and resting on your laurels are over.  A new force is coming.

The masked mystery person says in broken English before giving Esther a hard kick to the ribs before walking off, as backstage staff rush in to check on Esther.



Uncensored TV Championship
Krystal Wolfe vs Angel Kash

The guitar intro to “When Destinies Align” by Lovebites hits the speakers and Krystal makes her way onto the entrance ramp wearing a black t-shirt with the words “Critical Hit” companied with a D20 that has landed on a Natural Twenty over her ring gear.

Darlyn: Introducing first, from Adelaide, Australia, Krystal Wolfe!

Krystal makes her way down the ramp whilst occasionally slapping hands with the fans before she rolls into the ring and poses for the fans, as her music fades she removes her shirt and hands it to a ring attendant as she waits for her opponent.

The fans begin to boo loudly as "Superficial" by Heidi Montag hits over the public address system

It aint that easy, it aint that easy
it aint that easy, but it aint so hard
It aint that easy, it aint that easy
it aint that easy, but it aint so hard


As the lights dim and flash gold all over the arena, a lone spotlight forms at the entrance ramp as out from the back first steps Leroy with a stern look on his face. After a few moments, Todd walks out from behind him, looking nervous. As he claps within a few seconds in arrogant and exaggerated fashion, Angel Kash herself walks out as the fans boo loudly.

Darlyn:  And next, from The Hamptons, NY, standing at 5’9” and weighing in at 125lb, she is “The Trillion Dollar Princess”... Angel Kaaaaaaaaaaaashhhhhhhhhh!!!

Hoppin' out the maserati
All I see is paparazzi
Snapping pictures for the
Front cover of a magazine
So I pose in everything I wear
Love to make the people stare
Always center of attention
Lookin' so bootylicious

Angel blows an arrogant kiss to the fans before doing a series of arrogant poses at the top of the ramp. She then says something to Todd and Leroy as they first go ahead, before the arrogant rich blonde bombshell does an arrogant supermodel like strut down to the ring, taunting the fans as she walks by them, before rudely sticking out her hand, and flipping her hair arrogantly as she brushes past the fans, not letting them even come close to touching her. She makes her way up the ring steps with Leroy, holding her hand from the outside, as Todd is standing in front of her on the ring apron. Angel then points down as he holds the ropes for her; she enters and poses in the center of the ring as the fans boo loudly. After that, she lays on the top turnbuckle nonchalantly taunting the fans as Todd hands her a mirror and she admires her beauty.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Gena:  Angel taunts Krystal from across the ring.  Krystal doesn’t take kindly to it as she rushes across the ring, and Angel darts out of the way.

Chad:  She laughs at Krystal, and Krystal responds by smacking at Angel, who moves yet again.  She turns and points at Krystal and shakes her head.

Gena:  Krystal comes off the middle ropes with a kick to Angel’s chest.  She grabs onto Angel and plants her with a DDT.

Chad:  She is about to go for the cover, but Angel’s title preservation kicks in and she puts a foot on the bottom rope.  Krystal pulls it off and tries to hook it, but Angel kicks out.

Gena:  Krystal shoves her back down, but this time, she jumps off the ropes for a Moonsault.  Angel moves, and Krystal lands on her feet, stumbling.

Chad:  Angel lunges up with a Clothesline that puts Krystal on her back.  She stomps on her as she shouts about how inferior Krystal is.

Gena:  Angel grabs onto Krystal’s hair and pulls her up to her feet.  She slaps her across the face as she continues to talk trash.

Chad:  Krystal slaps her right back and then punches her for good measure.  She punches her again and then whips her into the corner.

Gena:  As Angel bounces out of it, Krystal goes for a Springboard DDT.  Angel tosses her across in a skid.  She picks Krystal up, looking for the Buyout.

Chad:  But Krystal shoves Angel into the ropes and then drops her with a Monkey Flip, rolling with her for a series of Mounted punches!

Gena:  Krystal finishes punching Angel and she grabs Angel to pull her to her feet.  As Krystal charges at her, Angel uses the referee as a shield, and Krystal stops.

Chad:  The referee begins arguing with Angel, and Krystal sees an opportunity to go up top for a Diving Spear.  However, with the referee distracted, Valentina comes rushing up and trips Krystal up.

Gena:  This causes Ariana to rush down to the ring.  Valentina grabs hold of Krystal’s legs and pulls her wishbone style around the ring post.

Chad:  Ariana darts in the ring and hits Angel from behind with a Crescent Kick.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Darlyn:  As a result of a disqualification… Your winner and STILL SCU Uncensored Television Champion… Angel Kash!!!

Valentina quickly pulls Angel out of the ring to avoid further attacks.  She helps Angel over to grab her belt as she holds the back of her head.  Valentina points at Ari and Krystal, shouting out in Spanish at them.  They challenge the two, and as Valentina is about to get back in the ring, Angel pulls her back, saying she needs help to the back.  Valentina slowly obliges and helps Angel to the back.
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Re: Underground Ep. 70 (Results)
« Reply #1 on: September 01, 2020, 08:52:05 PM »
The cameras go backstage to see Angel Kash and Valentina scurrying through the hallway, laughing as Angel adjusts the TV Championship on her shoulder, looking very proud of still having it in her possession. Val turns around and holds her arms out to her sides like she's welcoming the challenge.

Valentina: Ay perras! Ven a buscar si tienes los cojones! (Hey bitches! Come get some if you got the balls!) But we all know you don't.

Val flips her hair behind her back as she looks around, waiting for someone to come after them. Angel rolls her eyes.

Angel: Don't give those peasants any ideas. I mean this is to be expected when you're the two prettiest people on the roster. People get so jealous and try to take what we have.

Valentina: What do you mean? I don't have anything worth taking, except…

Val looks to her backside and shrugs like it's not a big deal. Angel just shakes her head.

Angel: You bought in tonight when you defended me against that awful little Smurf and the 14 year old girl. Like didn't we up the age limit after The New Foundation and Kawaii Dragons left?

Valentina: If those putas want to try something, I'm right here waiting. As far as buying in, I can get behind that. I won't let any of these messy girls touch that title. I'm done playing around with my career.

Angel claps as Val gets hyped up. She seems to be encouraging it.

Valentina: I'm done playing the nice girl. I'm letting my bitch side out. And trust me when I say that I am a boss bitch, just like my music says.

Angel: We are boss bitches. You and me. We're going to take over SCU. They're worried about GRIME when they should be worried about us.

Val smiles and nods along with Angel.

Angel: Like have you seen the trash around here? Like the Boss Bitches are gonna take this place by storm. I mean look how I carried Melissa Ruin and Chanelle around. They were good little lap dogs but they outlived their usefulness.  Krystal Wolfe found out the hard way she might have beaten Veronica but I am that much better than either one of them.

Angel smugly flips her hair, letting out an arrogant chuckle.

Angel: Like these poverty stricken losers are gonna be looking at the Television Champion for as long as I want to have it. Because what Angel Kash wants Angel Kash gets darling, and now that you are working with me what Valentina wants Valentina gets. And these losers are all going to find out there isn’t anything they can do about it.

Val claps her hands and nods her head.

Valentina: Unlike Melissa and Chanelle, I'm going to learn from you. I'm going to watch and I'm going to listen. One day, I will be Underground Champion because of what you are teaching me. But I'm also not like those two.

Val pauses and looks at Angel, who looks back at her expectantly.

Valentina: I'm not going to sit back and wait for scraps like a good little bitch. You and me? We're equals in this, which means that we work together. I'm hungry for success, so I'm not going to just follow you around and wait for your command. Instead, we'll work together for a much better outcome. You now have a partner and an ally, not a dog to have to guide around all of the time.

Angel smirks proudly.

Angel: This is gonna be a beautiful partnership SCU won’t know what hit it.

Angel says with a huge smirk, as she and Valentina walk off screen. As the scene fades to black.



The scene opens backstage where we see Ariana watching her partner HB Carter vacate his half of the Pride Tag Team Titles on a monitor, the teenager looks devastated as we can clearly see tears in her eyes as she glances towards her half of the Pride Tag Team Championships.

Ariana: My first ever title, youngest ever Pride Tag Team Champion, holding the tag titles with my bestie, all thrown away by a double standard!

Someone from just off screen hands Ari a tissue and she takes the before wiping her eyes, she looks up and sees Marissa standing there.

Marissa: Ari, is this a bad time?

Ariana: No, I’m just upset that I’ll never get to defend these titles in front of a crowd with my bestie until we win them again.

Marissa: Do you have any words for the men in the Battle Royal to determine your new partner?

Ari runs a hand down her face as she thinks for a moment.

Ariana: Alex Rush, Damien Dark, Earl Lockyer, Mark Cross, Mickey Carroll and Andrew Borg, all these guys have years of experience on me and Carter and I could probably learn a lot more from teaming with them than I did from teaming with Carter.

Ariana wipes away a tear before continuing.

Ariana: But it wouldn’t be the same! Me and Carter? We trained together, we lived together in the hotel, he’s my best friend and that’s something that no thrown together tag team determined by a damn Battle Royal can match! This isn’t the end of me and Carter’s friendship, hell if he was straight we’d probably make for a cute couple, but it is the start of a new chapter in my life and wrestling career and I hope that whoever wins the Battle Royal can hold up their end of the bargain when it comes to our title defences!

Marissa walks off as the scene fades.



Backstage in the medical locker room, several frustrated growls are heard as Alexis Staggsis being looked at by the medical team. They are attempting to clean her up and assess her wound, but she’s far too agitated to let it happen at this point.

Alexis: Get the fuck away from me! I’m FINE! I don’t need your help!

One of the EMTs pulls a towel back after trying to clean up some of the blood from her head as she remains completely uncooperative. He tries again, only for her to swat his hand away, and Dr. Gracie Staggs(no relation) finally gets involved.

Gracie: Alexis, please. You have to calm down, because I’m pretty sure you’re going to need some staples.

Alexis: Not until after I make those GRIME fucktards pay for what they did! I’m sick of this shit!

Alexis tries to get away but she’s blocked from doing so. The door to the room suddenly bursts open and Tim rushes in to check on his wife.

Tim: What the fuck is going on?!

All eyes turn to Tim. Gracie folds her arms.

Gracie: Ah, Tim. Perhaps you could get your wife to cooperate so we can get her cleaned and fixed up? She’s not making this easy.

Alexis: I said I’m FINE!

Tim stares at Alexis then walks over to stand by her side.

Tim: Considering that gash is still bleeding, you’re not fine. Just chill out and let them do their job before you pass out from blood loss and make it worse.

Despite wanting to rush off to find GRIME, Alexis realizes Tim is right. She finally calms down and allows the EMTs to do their job. Once they can get a better view of the gash on her head, Gracie confirms what she has expected.

Gracie: Just what I thought. This is going to need some staples. I’m going to get some local anesthetic and then get it cleaned up and stapled, alright?

Alexis: Just do what you have to do and make it quick.

Gracie shakes her head and before she walks over to her bag to get what she needs, she gives a warning to Tim.

Gracie: She’s going to need to take it easy for a few days after this. I don’t think she has a concussion, but she’ll need to be monitored.

Tim just nods as Alexis glares and snarls at Gracie. Time then turns his attention back to Alexis.

Tim: So much for any sexy time, then…

Tim chuckles but Alexis shoots him a glare.

Alexis: I don’t have a God damn concussion, Tim. And you’ll have to apologize if right now I’m more concerned about killing whatever GRIME member I can get my hands on, instead of you getting your rocks off…

Tim holds his hands up defensively, but laughs again.

Tim: Ouch. But, okay. Just...relax. We’ll figure out a way to get back at GRIME later.

Alexis: I’m done, Tim! I’m done dealing with their bullshit and having them interfere and fuck things up! They’re about to get a side of…OW!

Gracie doesn’t even warning Alexis as she sticks the needle with the anesthetic into the skin around the wound, numbing it. She just smiles as she continues.

Alexis: Whatever. They’re going to get a side of me they’re not gonna like. Fucking scumbags…

Alexis then stops talking, and moving, so Gracie can clean up and close her wound. Tim stays by her side the entire time, and Alexis just thinks over what she’s going to do to GRIME.



Angel of Filth vs Omasa Tazu

“Wrecked” by Killbot plays over the speakers and the fans give off a mixed reaction.  GRIME General Manager, Gianni Di Luca comes out onto the stage with a microphone in hand.  He looks around as he walks half way down the ramp, stopping as he looks to his left at someone extending their hand for a high five.  Gianni reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a mask, covering his nose and mouth.  He then pulls out hand sanitizer and squirts it on his and the fan’s hand, and then he rubs it in with a handshake.

Gianni:  Eyyyyyyyy!!!

Gianni looks at the next fan that does the same, and Gianni points at them with a serious look in his eyes and he shakes his head slowly.  He turns back to the ring and stares down at it.  He holds up a hand and then motions for the crowd to get quiet, which they reluctantly do.

Gianni:  I don’t know which one-uh ya cut the cheese, but I think that loaf was expired.  That’s the one thing I don’t miss about bein’ out hey, is the smell of Las Vegas fans.  I mean, ya think it’s bad enough backstage, but then ya walk through them curtains, and, well…

Crowd:  BOOOOOOOOO!!!

Gianni shrugs.

Gianni:  I’m all outta Axe spray, so this mask’ll hafta do.  Now, I wanted to come out here and rap about the upcomin’ match.  Angel of Filth is scheduled to go to the Co-Main Event to face Vixen Staggs for the GRIME World Nightmare Championship.  But after last week, Angel of Filth wanted to badly to get her hands on Omasa, I figured… I’ll allow it.  I’m a real nice guy an’ all.

Gianni literally pats himself on the back, as a few fans laugh and whistle, but the majority boo him loudly.

Gianni:  C’mon!  Filth is from Vegas, so ya should be used to her smell.  Rottin’ dick cheese and cat piss, with a hint of garbage dump is kinda ya thing… But, as I was sayin’, Filth wanted to fight Omasa, so here we are.  But, how would it look if Omasa whooped that ass and Filth still went on to face Vixen?  I’d look like I’m a crap GM, and I ain’t about that life.

Gianni shakes his head firmly.

Gianni:  Nope.  So, I figured they could duke it out and see who comes out on top.  Then the winner goes on to face Vixen.  Easy fix, so I thought…

“Killpop” by Slipknot plays over the speakers, and the crowd boos much louder.  Angel of Filth comes walking out with Piper Beckett at her side.  She looks down the ramp toward Gianni, almost glaring.  She has a microphone in her hand as well, and she wastes no time in taking the chance to speak.

Filth:  You were always so full of good ideas, Gianni.  That’s why Tad stuck his neck out for you.  I can appreciate that.  But, no.  That’s not how this is going to work.  See, I am taking my original spot in the match against Vixen Staggs later tonight in the GRIME Main Event.  That’s happening.  Omasa can wait another week.  Because trust me, I’d much rather beat her ass while I’m once again the rightful GRIME World Nightmare Champion, because then she will see who the top bitch in GRIME really is.  Her lesson will be learned.

Gianni nods his head, giving Filth the respect of listening.  She glares down, waiting for some kind of opposition, but she doesn’t get it.

Filth:  So I’ve found one of the brightest up and coming talents in GRIME to face off against Omasa, so that she’s not completely left off of the show tonight.  Piper volunteered to take her best shot at Omasa so that I can prepare and go on to regain what is rightfully mine.

Gianni:  See, that’s a real nice speech an’ all, but I kinda said this would be a contender’s match, and…

Filth:  And I run this fucking show!  What I say goes.  As the Mayhem Survival 4 winner, who gave you a reason to even have a damn job, I say how this will work.  Learn your role before you wind up in a hospital bed next to Omasa.  You got me?

Gianni looks at Filth and his eyes are intense.  He stiffens his upper lip, but then raises his arms up in surrender, causing the fans to boo even more loudly.  He steps back and pulls up a chair, signalling that he’s just going to watch the match.  Piper and Filth move down to ringside, and Piper slides inside where Liam is standing.

Liam:  The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a GRIME Rules Match!  Iiiiiiiiiiiintroducing first, from Anaheim, CA, she is… Piper Beckett!!!

Piper stretches out, getting ready for the match as “I’m Gonna Show You Crazy” plays over the speakers.  She looks out to Filth, who gives a nod of approval.  She settles into her corner and waits.

韻踏合組合 - "一網打尽 (REMIX) feat. NORIKIYO,SHINGO★西成, 漢" starts to play while a video on the SCU screen pops on showing a round table with 12 men and one female. Omasa and among the men we see Hitamashii. Everyone dressed in all black with black sunglasses on. The group is scene having a meeting with Hitamashii and Omasa nodding. The video then cuts to the two in a car as we see Omasa in the passenger seat and Hitamashii driving. The two are seen fleeing from the Tokyo police.

Hitamashii drifts the car to do a 180 to face the police. Omasa sticks her body out the window as she is seen holding a RPG. Hitamashii drives forward towards the police which has them now driving in reverse. Omasa pulls the trigger as we see the rocket leave the launcher. As it looks to blow up the police car the screen turns black with the names Hitamashii and Omasa name appearing in dripping blood.

Liam: On the way to the ring, she is the last woman Samurai of Japan… Omasa Tazu!!!!!

Omasa starts making her way to the ring. She keeps a straight face the whole time as she is all business.  She stops and glares at Angel of Filth, who glares right back.  They nearly get nose to nose as hatred fills Filth’s face, but Omasa keeps a straight face still. She turns and then jumps up landing on the apron then jumps again to jump over the ropes and lands in the ring.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Rob:  Omasa rushes at Piper and begins throwing lefts and rights  Piper tries to block, but she can’t get them all fast enough.  Piper drops down to escape the ring.

Ada:  Omasa grabs onto her legs and drags her to the center of the ring.  She turns Piper over, but Piper jabs her right in the eyes, and Omasa stumbles back.

Rob:  Piper grabs Omasa’s hair and throws her back to the ground.  She climbs on top of Omasa and begins throwing rapid punches herself.

Ada:  She grabs onto Omasa’s hair and begins pounding her head into the mat.  She then begins slapping her face.

Rob:  Piper is really taking notes from Filth, who claps her hands for Piper.  Gianni leans back in his chair and watches, nodding his head.

Ada:  Piper gets too confident, and Omasa takes advantage by pulling Piper’s hair and whipping her over.  She follows through with a Sleeperhold on Piper.

Rob:  Omasa doesn’t even look at Piper, but stares at Filth like she’s taunting her to come in and do something about it.  Filth slides inside without question.

Ada:  Piper finds a way out of the hold as Omasa stands up, kicking the back of Piper’s head.  She then walks over to Filth and goes to punch her in the nose, but Filth ducks it.

Rob:  Filth rams a knee into Omasa’s stomach.  She clubs Omasa a few times across the back as Piper pulls the apron up.  She pulls out a cane and runs at Omasa, swinging the cane!

Ada: But Omasa ducks at the last second, and Filth gets clobbered over the head with it.  She falls to the ground and rolls outside, holding her head.

Rob:  Piper turns around, horrified.  Omasa kicks her in the gut and then pounds her across the back until she is on the ground.

Ada:  Omasa pulls out her wooden sword and kicks the cane back out of the ring.  She holds the sword, sizing up Piper before smacking it across Piper’s back!

Rob:  She whacks her rapidly from several angles with the sword.  Piper rolls to the corner and pulls herself up, but Omasa cracks her over the head with it, knocking her out.

Ada:  Omasa looks out at Filth, and then continues to assault Piper a few more times for good measure.  When she doesn’t move, Omasa rolls her over and covers her.

One!
Two!
Three!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Liam:  Here is your winner… Omasa Tazu!!!

Omasa stands up and raises her arm up as her music plays.  She picks Piper up and throws her out at Filth, who is starting to rise.  Filth stumbles back and catches Piper, glaring up at Omasa.  She grits her teeth, but then laughs into her microphone.

Filth:  You think that means shit, but it doesn’t.  I’m still going on to face Vixen tonight.  And when I take that belt, I promise you… PROMISE YOU… I will handle you next week, bitch!

Filth helps Piper come back too, and Piper nods her head.  Filth walks just a few steps before Gianni stands up from his chair.  He raises his microphone up now.

Gianni:  Yo, Filth, baby… In my office, I got some Q-Tips for ya, cause ya need to clean out ya fawkin’ ears.  I said that the winner of this match would go on to face Vixen tonight.

Filth struggles to get the microphone and to help keep Piper fully up.

Filth:  And I said that I call the shots around here, Gi.  Now move out of my way so that I can go back and get ready for…

Gianni:  Ya cut me off, so now I’m returnin’ the favor.  But mine ain’t to be rude.  It’s to inform you.  Ya used to call the shots, but in case ya didn’t hear, I’m the new GM, and the job description says that I call the shots.  My decision stands.  So you can go to the back and get ready for a match that ain’t happenin’.  That’s your call, if that how ya wanna spend ya free time.  And threaten me again?  We’re gonna have some real problems.

Filth cackles.

Filth:  You gonna send your little girlfriend after me?

Gianni glares at Filth as the crowd “Ooooooooh” and “Ahhhhh” in response.

Gianni:  Nope. Just like I would for anybody on the roster, I will step up and I will cut you down.  That is, if Omasa leaves anythin’ of ya after Violent Conduct.  Now, move out the way so Omasa can go prepare for her match against Vixen later tonight.

Gianni drops the microphone and moves so that Filth can leave.  The crowd cheers out for Gianni at this very moment.  Filth reluctantly steps aside, cussing under her breath.  Omasa moves out of the ring, ready to go after Filth again, but Gianni and Omasa have a few words, buying Filth and Piper time to get to the back.



Dev finds Earl leaning over  a crate

Dev: Hey, Earl

Earl: Hey Dev, what up?

Dev: So tonight HB has to vacate one of his titles, and if it the Pride Tag team title you will be in a match against Alex Rush, Mark Cross, Mickey Carroll, and Andrew Borg, how do you feel about that?

Earl: It would be great to be the Pride tag team champions, but if the match happens and I don’t win that okay as well. I’ve held the pride tag team titles more than anyone else, and any of the other guys would be great  Pride tag team titles. So I guess we’ll all have to wait and see if we wrestle here tonight.

Dev: Thanks, Earl.

Earl: No problem, Dev.



We see Mrs. Right and Eyesnsane standing next to one another as the camera approaches them.  They are both dressed for action while standing backstage.  They each have a hands stretched out toward one another as if they are about to shake hands.

Eyesnsane: You know, I don’t even know if we should do it.  Here you got two of the most awesome powers in the world ready to join forces, to unite against any and all things that may come.

Mrs Right: I know exactly what you are talking about.  You can feel it, the fans can feel it, everybody in the building can feel it.  Something is about to happen, something that is going to change everything and rock the very foundation of this company.  On the one had you have the perfect storm, the lion heart, the man that is the walking embodiment of controlled insanity.

Eyesnsane: Yeah and on the other hand, you have the most powerful woman in wrestling today, the lioness ready and salivating for the hunt.  An awesome force ready to impact this business like no other. 

There hands come close to touching but then they both suddenly turn toward the camera.

Mrs Right: Tonight nothing and nobody are going to be able to stand in our way.  It does not matter who or even how many you send to stand in the way of Over the Edge.  There are times throughout history where change comes.  Like it or not, love it or hate it, you can not deny it.  This is one of those times.  SCU and Grime have to accept it.  There is no longer a two factions show, we are the rising tide of the coming tsunami that is going to wreck havoc and change the landscape of this company forever.

Eyesnsane: One if by Mason, two if by Shepherds. You take a good look at what is staring you in the face right here and right now.  You are looking at the rock and the hard place.  There is no going through, there is no going around.  You can’t go over or under.  There is now and will always be direct confrontation.  One shepard, two shepard, three shepard four.  It does not matter because we will fight the fight until there are no shepherds more.

Tonight is a night of both business and pleasure.  The good shepherds will be the business we take care of with extreme prejudice.  Oh but then there is more.  Then you all will see me strike out with an anger and fury, against Stewart Mason.  Against a man that still has to pay what he owes.  A man who thinks he got away with what he did to my friend.  Mark my words nothing is over Stewart.  You may be a mason, but you are looking into the eyes of the wrecking crew.  What you have built up I shall take down in the name of the Elders.  I will personally enjoy taking care of some old business right here tonight, THAT’S IT, THAT’S ALL!!!


Eyesnsane walks out of the frame while Mrs, Right poses and flexes for the camera before the scene fades to black.




Coby Quik vs Dax Beckett

The first bit of "Welcome to the World" plays through the PA. With each beat, gold lights flash from the top of the stage, bouncing around the arena before finally focusing on the area of the stage between the curtains. Coby steps out onto the stage in his black boxing trunks. His hands are taped and down at his sides. The gold trim on his trunks shine extra bright when the lights hit them. Cheers fill the arena. The camera focuses in on Coby and catches a wide smile grow on his face as he starts to move down the ramp.

Darlyn:  Introducing first, from Atlanta, GA standing at 5’10” and weighing in at 168lb, he is… Coby Quik!!!

Coby doesn't stick to the middle of the ramp, slapping the outstretched hands of fans as he moves down the ramp to the ring. He gets to the end of the ramp and hops up on the apron of the ring. Coby turns his back to the ring before wrapping his arms around the top rope and bouncing his feet on the bottom rope, flipping backwards over the top rope and into the ring. He takes a few steps towards the center of the ring and waits for his opponent to come down the ramp.

The opening of "Hail to the King" by Avenged Sevenfold begins playing and red and white lights begin flashing across the stage and out into the audience.

Darlyn: From Anaheim, CA standing at 6’4” and weighing in at 235lb, he is… Dax Beckett!!!

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,

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Chad:  Dax and Coby lock up in the middle of the ring.  Coby gets Dax into a Drop Toe Hold, crossing over into a Crossface.  Dax rolls out of it and comes crashing down with an elbow.

Gena:  Dax picks Coby up and sends him to the ropes.  As Coby rebounds, Dax sends him up in the air for a Back Body Drop.  But Coby lands on his feet, bringing Dax down into a Falling Neckbreaker.

Chad:  Dax holds onto his neck, and Coby exposes it as he goes for a Camel Clutch.  Dax is able to move out of it after a moment, bucking Coby off.

Gena:  Dax grabs onto the ropes to lift himself up.  But Coby begins stomping on him.

Chad:  Dax rolls to the apron and to the outside.  He shakes it off as Coby springs off the ropes, as if he’s going for a Suicide Dive.

Gena:  Dax moves, and Coby stops himself at the last second.  Dax claps for Coby, getting the crowd to clap for him. He reaches in to grab Coby’s leg, but Coby avoids it.

Chad:  Dax uses the chance to slide back inside of the ring and he slides out of the first stomping attempt.  He gets to his feet, ducking a Clothesline.

Gena:  Dax Spears Coby into the corner, and then he hits several Shoulderbutts.  He then climbs up the turnbuckle and begins throwing down fists.

Crowd: 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! Nnn…

Chad:  Coby drops Dax down into an Atomic Drop… from the middle rope!  Dax is feeling that as his eyes bulge out.  Coby hits a Knee Block and then applies an Ankle Lock.

Gena:  Dax is feeling that one as he shouts out.  He uses his nails to get to the ropes, but just barely.  As Coby lets go, Dax holds onto his right knee.

Chad:  Coby does a Knee Drop onto Dax’s knee.  He lifts Dax up, looking for a Dragon Sleeper, but Dax twists it into a Japanese Arm Drag. He continues trying to recover as Coby gets up.

Gena:  Coby goes to stomp on Dax’s knee, but Dax gets up.  He goes for a Clothesline, but Coby ducks.  Dax kicks back and takes Coby’s knee out.

Chad:  Dax stumbles a little, shaking his leg a bit before bouncing on it.  He comes off the ropes and drops an elbow to Coby’s back.  Coby crawls to the ropes, and Dax now stomps on him.

Gena:  Both men are worn down, and now we’re seeing Ivan Darrell, Andrey Azarov, Javier Gonzalez, Eric Weaver, and Jacob Johnson running down the rampway.  Dax and Coby get up, bracing themselves.

Chad:  The referee tries to stop them, while Dax stomps on Andrey, and Coby stomps on Jacob.  But when Eric, Javi, and Ivan slide in, the fight is quickly unfair.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Darlyn:  This match has been declared another Double Disqualification…

Gena:  But now, Eyesnsane, Mrs Right, Kaos, Michi, and Mickey Carroll come rushing down the rampway.  GRIME quickly makes their escape, surprisingly not doing much damage to Coby or Dax.

Chad:  Dax and Coby went from a hard fight to having each other’s backs until they are sure GRIME is gone.

Gena:  Now, The Good Shepherds slide in the ring from behind.  David tosses Mickey out, while Virginia tosses Dax out.  Gerald and Mavis begin hammering away at Eyesnsane and Mrs Right!

Chad:  I guess we’re starting that match now?!  Stranger things have happened!

Darlyn:  Now in progress… A Tag Team Match scheduled for one fall! Eyesnsane and Mrs Right versus The Good Shepherds!!!

Chad:  The referee escorts Kaos and Michi out, while Eyesnsane encourages them.  Coby looks on in respect and exits the ring as well, though he, Dax, Mickey, Michi, and Kaos seem to be going in the same direction as GRIME!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Gena:  Mavis and Mrs Right look like they are starting things off as Eyes spins Gerald around and boots him in the gut, sending him to the outside by the shoulders.

Chad:  Mavis clubs Right across the back.  She slams a knee into the side of her head.  She goes to send another one, but Right grabs her leg and yanks it right out from under her!

Gena:  She is stunned as Right pulls her up by the shoulders and lifts her up into the air!  She drops her with a Double Handed Chokeslam.  She drops down for the cover.

One!
Two!

Chad:  Gerald breaks up the cover, but Eyes is right back there to drop him with a stiff kick to the chest.  He pushes Gerald out with his feet, and then goes back to his corner.

Gena:  Right grabs onto Mavis, but Mavis rolls her up into a Small Package, gripping onto the tights!

One!
Two!

Chad:  The referee is about to count the three when he sees the tights.  He scolds Mavis, who acts innocent.  She picks Right up from the ground and then flips her over with a Snapmare, digging her knee into Right’s back.

Gena:  She uses all of her strength to keep it locked on, but Right starts standing up.  Mavis refuses to let up with the knee.  Right carries her to the corner and then falls back on her!

Chad:  Mrs Right drops back once more, only much harder this time.  Mavis drops into the corner and Right nails a Body Avalanche.  She then tags in Eyes.

Gena:  Mavis’ head is spinning as she stumbles to her corner to tag in Gerald.  Gerald climbs inside and he and Eyes begin trading lefts and rights wildly.

Chad:  Gerald ducks on punch and digs a knee into Eyes’ stomach.  He then begins wildly clubbing Eyes’ back.  He lifts Eyes into a Powerbomb and lands it, going for the cover!

One!
Two!

Gena:  Mrs Right breaks it up.  Mavis was too slow to stop her.  Eyes avoids a kick to the head, and grabs onto Gerald’s leg, hitting a Dragon Screw, holding on for an STF!

Chad:  Gerald tries to get out of it, but he can’t seem to break Eyes’ grip.  He uses his arms to crawl to the ropes for the break.  As Gerald gets there and grabs onto them…

Gena:  You’ve got to be freaking kidding me!  Esther and Andrey are there, Esther slapping her father across the face, and Andrey hitting a hard punch to Eyes!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Darlyn:  And yet another double disqualification……..

Chad:  Jacob, Javi, Eric, Max Burke, Hitamashii, The Monstimals, Dying Breed, Omasa, Queen of Apathy, Angel of Filth… and every member of GRIME comes rushing down…

Gena:  It’s pure chaos out here.  Now, Over the Edge and Coby Quik come rushing out, followed by Tim and Alexis Staggs, Kris Ryans, Connor Murphy, and Celeste North, Team GO, Kelli, Halo, Team Canada, Merlot, Melissa, Holly Wood… Half of SCU comes rushing down and the brawl reaches an all new level!

Chad:  But it looks like SCU is breaking GRIME up into small cells, moving them away from the ring slowly.  As the crowd begins thinning out, looking almost like the end of a purge… we’re left with Sister Esther fending off Merlot, and Kittie fending off Celeste.  They bump their backs together and quickly turn to face one another as the brawl continues outside of the ring…

Gena:  It looks like Javi, Eric, Jacob, and Max all beat down on Eyesnsane.  They beat him down with chains before anyone can come to his aid.  He looks to be pretty hurt.

Chad:  The medics come down to check on him, and within seconds, they confirm that he will not be able to compete in his match against Stewart…

Gena:  They are helping Eyesnsane to the back to get further checked out…

Liam:  We’re now going on to see a rare regular rules Singles Match scheduled for one fall!  Sister Esther Azarov versus Kittie!!!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Rob:  Esther slaps Kittie across the face, getting a laugh from Kittie.  Esther growls at her saying “YOU BITCH!” and Kittie shows her a bitch.

Ada:  Indeed.  She grabs Esther up by her hair and jerks her around from side to side.  She then tosses her across the ring with a Hair Biel!

Rob:  The action is real tonight, as this is the third continuous match in a row.  Esther finds herself pulled back up by the hair, as Kittie attempts another Hair Biel.

Ada:  Esther rakes Kittie’s eyes and then kicks her in the stomach.  She smacks Kittie across the back of the head a few times and then hits a Snap Suplex.

Rob:  Esther goes for the cover, but Kittie kicks out right away.  Esther stands up and drops her knees over Kittie’s chest.  She then goes off the ropes and hits a Baseball Slide to Kittie’s head.

Ada: Esther goes to pick Kittie up, but Kittie trips her up over the middle ropes.  She then jumps over with a Guillotine Leg Drop, rubbing it in as she flicks her tongue.

Crowd:  *POP!*

Rob:  Kittie drops down to the outside and hits a Throat Thrust to Esther.  She slides back inside of the ring and goes for a cover.

One!
Two!
Kickout!

Ada:  Esther kicks out, and Kittie steps on Esther’s hair.  She grabs her arms and lifts her up, making her back arch as her hair keeps her from lifting up.  She’s screaming in pain!

1!
2!
3!
4!
LET HER GO!

Rob:  Kittie rolls her eyes and drops Esther.  She then lifts Esther up, looking for the Kat’s Cradle (Twist of Fate), but Esther shoves her way out of it.

Ada:  Kittie grabs onto Esther, but Esther drops down with an Arm Drag and an Arm Wrench.  Kittie kicks her feet around, grabbing onto the ropes with them.

1!
2!
3!
4!
LET HER GO!

Rob:  Esther lets go with a bit of a swagger in her step.  She looks at Kittie and laughs, leaving the ring.  She lifts up the apron and looks for a suitable weapon.  She pulls out a crutch and laughs.

Ada:  She tells Kittie she’s going to need this in aa couple more years at the old folk’s home.  However, Kittie hits a Baseball Slide of her own, right to Esther’s smart mouth!

Rob:  Kittie stays inside of the ring and shakes her head.  She waves at Esther as the referee begins to count.

1!
2!
3!
4!

Ada:  Esther starts to stir, feeling at her face.  She notices the blood on her fingertips from her lip, and she shrieks in anger.  She gets up from the ground.

5!
6!
7!
8!
9!

Rob:  She looks like she’s going to slide inside of the ring, but she suddenly falls to the ground and is dragged under the ring!

10!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Liam:  It took GRIME to get the first actual match decision in three matches!  Here is your winner by countout… Kittie!!!

Crowd:  BOOOOOO!!!

Kittie doesn’t even wait for her arm to be raised.  Instead, she skips to the ropes and jumps through them to the outside.  She skips up the rampway and to the back.  Meanwhile, there is a commotion heard under the ring.  Esther is heard screaming, and then she goes silent.  A few moments later, a masked member comes slithering out from under the ring.  It’s the same one we saw a little bit earlier getting into a scuffle with Esther backstage!  Rainbow looks around and gets a mixed reaction from the crowd.  She shrugs her shoulders and finishes dragging Esther out from under the ring, unconscious, her hair sputtering in her breaths.  She leaves Esther sitting there and then she jumps the barricade, exiting the ring.



The show cuts to an empty beauty shop with a chair in the center of the set. Cordelia Clark confidently walks in and sits next to the chair that has a mirror with its back turned to the camera. In front of her appears to be a makeup box of some sort and through it all, the young prodigy does not appear to be all too impressed as she begins to speak her mind.

Cordelia: So… the good news is… it would appear that the powers that be decided to listen to me and give me a challenge that seems to be extremely worthy. However… they gave me…. THIS…

Cordelia turns around the mirror revealing that a picture of Veronica Taylor is attached to it. Right away, Cordelia appears to be disgusted as she continues to speak.

Cordelia: Veronica Taylor… the vapidest of the vapid…

Why in the HELL is she a big deal? She is a blight to society. All she says is “uggo this”, “uggo that”, acting like the most basic you know what in professional wrestling history. What kind of personality does she even have to begin with that makes her any special or any different at all? It’s one thing that she represents absolutely NOTHING in this business… it’s another that she’s one of the stupidest women that exist in professional wrestling PERIOD! First off… let’s look at her nicknames.

“The First Class Mean Girl”

“Queen of Mean”

“Leading Lady of SCU”

YAWN!!!!

We’re talking about a Regina George clone here with NOTHING to offer. NOTHING! I don’t think we have anything more basic in this industry than this broad.

“Oh I’m from Beverly Hills and I have long legs and that makes me everything you’re not… how do you spell hot dog?”

Vapid. Vapid. VAPID! Women like her are a DISGRACE to our gender and DISGRACE to society and a DISGRACE to my generation so beating up someone like her? Oh yeah, I’m going to take it. I may not be a supermodel, but I’ve never needed to be in order to be someone in this business. And at least my face is 100 percent NATURAL! I mean… look at her face… LOOK AT HER FACE…


A pause for a greater emphasis on the Veronica Taylor portrait.

Cordelia: That has got to be the UGLIEST, most GROTESQUE face I have EVER seen in my life and she thinks she can call herself BEAUTIFUL? Seriously… I have never been so disgusted when I’ve looked at someone’s face the way I’m disgusted right now! Oh my GOD… I have never seen a face that… that…

Cordelia begins to feel quite sick…

Cordelia: ...excuse me…

TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES! PLEASE STAND BY

The scene returns with Cordelia coughing above a trash can after she had vomited in it. Having a drink of water, she pulls herself together before she finishes up.

Cordelia: Let’s fix this monstrosity of a face…

Cordelia opens up the make up box and begins to draw all over the portrait of Veronica Taylor, beginning with blue and purple lipstick all over the face, a giant red “X” on her forehead from some mascara in the box and hairspray to dampen the portrait. Once it’s dampened enough, Cordelia rips the face of the portrait right off and shreds it in the same garbage can she had just vomited in moments ago.

Cordelia: Thank GOD that face is out of my sight… and when I beat the hell out of her… it’s going to be even sweeter knowing that such a face was pounded in by the one true beacon of hope of this company AND this generation…

Cordelia stands up and begins to leave the beauty shop

Cordelia: Ugh… looking at that was DISGUSTING… how can anyone be cursed with such a face…

Cordelia walks out of the beauty shop causing the scene to fade out.



The camera opens up backstage to find Ruby sashaying down the hall, but she’s not alone. Masked GRIME member Magenta is following behind her, being led by a spiked dog collar around her neck and a chain attached to it. Ruby grins as people stare at the two, along with “Debbi”, Ruby’s favorite riding crop whip, resting on her right shoulder. Magenta slacks off and Ruby yanks on the chain, and on Magenta’s neck at the same time.

Ruby: I will drag you if I have to, whore. You know this…

Magenta lowers her head and nods as she quickly catches up and continues walking behind Ruby. Ruby smirks as they continue on their way. Eventually Ruby stops them both when she walks up to GRIME World Nightmare Champion, Max Burke. He grins as he turns his attention to Ruby, both enjoying a night off from wrestling for the evening.

Max: Ruby. Looking fine as ever. And who do we have here?

Max points to Magenta. Magenta reaches her hand out, attempting to touch Max, but Ruby takes “Debbi” and whips Magenta’s arm hard with it. Magenta lets out a yelp, then pulls her arm in, rubbing a growing welt caused by the whip.

Ruby: No touching, whore. He’s mine…

Ruby snaps at Magenta, and Max quietly enjoys it. Ruby then turns back to face him.

Ruby: Sorry. Magenta here is just in training, but she’s a stubborn little bitch. I was just taking her for a quick walk before I came to find you.

Max nods.

Max: Well you found me. Something you had in mind while looking for me?

Max steps in closer to her, and Ruby grins.

Ruby: Mmm, I had a few ideas. I was going to try and find Tad and torture him a little more, but plans for you and me sound so much better.

Max: I’m all ears…

Ruby: Of course you are. But let me deal with Magenta here, first, and then I will come find you afterwards. I don’t need the annoying pet making a scene.

Max chuckles and Magenta can be heard letting out a whimper. Ruby leans in and gives Max a quick kiss before yanking on the chain and leading Magenta away again. Max turns and watches Ruby walk away, specifically at her awaying ass and he smirks.

Max: Damn. I love being me…

The scene fades away a few moments later.



Cordelia Clark vs Veronica Taylor

Darlyn:  The following contest is scheduled for one fall!!!

The radio version of "Sucker" by Charli XCX hits the PA system and Cordelia Clark steps through the curtains, instantly drawing some boos from the crowd.

Darlyn:  On her way to the ring, from Princeton, NJ standing at 5’5” and weighing in at 125lb, she is… Cordelia Clllllllllllark!!!

She starts to walk down the ramp, obviously confident in her self-proclaimed, prodigious abilities. She has a smirk on her face as she gets to the ring, obviously enjoying whatever reaction she's getting from the fans. When she enters the ring, she finally acknowledges the "haters" with a 'hush' signal, which only serves to incite them to boo her louder. Cordelia has a laugh to herself at this, as she starts to focus on her match and the song fades.

Turn my Swag on by Keri Hilison hits over the pa system as the lights begin to flash all over the arena, as the fans give a loud ovation of booing. As, a makeshift runway appears, and soon a red carpet is rolled on top of it. As, out from the back steps Veronica Taylor with outstretched arms as the fans boo her, before grabbing her mirror and blowing herself a kiss. After, a few moments she begins to do a model like strut on the red carpet runway as a few photographers appear to take her photos, as she poses arrogantly. She, then takes a look around her grabbing her perfume from Veronica's Secret and sprays it around to get rid of the "stench" in the arena.

Darlyn:  From Beverly Hills, CA standing at 5’8” and weighing in at 122lb, she is… “The First Class Mean Girl”... Veronica Tayyyyyyyyyylorrrrrrr!!!

Veronica then stands at the end of the entrance ramp, doing some more poses. Before, raising her arms in the air as the fans fill the air with more boos. Before, she mouths to the camera "So damn first class baby", before blowing a kiss to the camera. As, she then moves to the ring apron, yelling at the referee to lower the ropes for her, which he does as Veronica enters under the bottom rope. As, she then stands in the center of the ring raising her arms in the air, before lowering them slowly. Then, she grabs out her perfume and sprays it all around killing the stench in the ring. As, Veronica then takes off her diamond necklace and hangs it on the corner, as she grabs her compact mirror and makes sure her makeup is done flawlessly. As she fluffs her hair, and blows herself a kiss.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Gena:  Veronica moves toward Cordelia, and they both reluctantly tie up in the middle of the ring.  Veronica knees Cordelia in the stomach.

Chad:  Veronica then grabs onto Cordelia’s tights and flings her into the corner.  Veronica stomps over to her and then kicks at her a few times.

Gena:  Cordelia grabs onto Veronica’s leg to block the last kick.  She tries to stand up, but Veronica punches her in the face, sending her back into the corner.

Chad:  Veronica runs and goes for a kick, but Cordelia moves out of the way.  She rolls Veronica up from behind.

One!
Two!
Kickout!

Gena:  Veronica gets a shoulder up.  She rolls to the apron.  Cordelia gets up, stumbling just a bit, and Veronica hits a high kick over the ropes to Cordelia’s head.

Chad:  Cordelia is in a little bit of trouble here.  Veronica climbs inside and puts her knees up and bangs Cordelia’s head into the knee.  As it bounces off, Veronica Clotheslines her.

Gena:  Veronica does a Knee Drop to Cordelia’s chest.  She spins Cordelia around and then goes for a Catapult into the corner.  But Cordelia is able to stop colliding with the turnbuckle.

Chad:  As Veronica tries to get up, Cordelia kicks her in the side of the head.  She grabs Veronica and slams her into the corner.  She begins kicking her rapidly.

Gena:  As Veronica starts to sink, Cordelia chokes her with her boot.  She holds onto the top rope for support as she pushes in.

Chad:  Veronica tries to get out of it, but Cordelia is fired up now.  The referee comes over and begins counting for her to break.

1!
2!
3!
4!
LET HER GO!

Gena:  Cordelia listens, but not without slapping Veronica across the face.  She asks her “Do you know who I am?”  Yeah, Liam introduced you…

Chad:  She grabs onto Veronica and flips her over with a Snapmare, followed by a kick to the back.  She then does a Floatover Stunner to Veronica and goes for the cover.

One!
Two!
Kickout!

Gena:  Veronica rolls out of the ring and tries to escape Cordelia.  However, Cordelia cuts her off.  As Veronica starts to go the other way Cordelia runs faster and tackles her down.

1!
2!
3!

Chad:  The count begins, and Cordelia picks Veronica up and rolls her inside.  She climbs in and goes to pin Veronica, but Veronica rolls her over and puts her feet on the ropes!

One!
Two!
Three!NO!

Gena:  The referee sees the feet and scolds Veronica.  Veronica argues it until Cordelia rolls her up now, and puts her feet on the ropes! Ref! Look out!

One!
Two!
Three!

Chad:  Turnabout is fair play!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Darlyn:  Here is your winner… Cordelia Clark!!!

Veronica screams out as Cordelia smiles and walks backwards.  Veronica points at her, and then she calls for the referee to reverse his decision, but the referee refuses to listen to her, telling her she’s a cheater.  Cordelia winks as she exits the ring, telling Veronica to have her moment.  Veronica continues pleading with the referee as he, too, leaves the ring, leaving Veronica to shriek angrily in the ring.
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Re: Underground Ep. 70 (Results)
« Reply #2 on: September 01, 2020, 08:53:12 PM »
We go backstage to Andrew Borg looking directly into the camera.

Andrew: Tonight a ladder match to determine the new Pride Tag Team Champion… We have Alex Rush, Earl Lockyer, Mark Cross, Mickey Carrol, Damian Dark and the winner of the match… Andrew Borg. That’s right, Andrew and Ari, the next tag team champions. I know Ari says that she hates me but when we get teamed up that will change. She’ll see that I’m one of the good guys and will have a change of heart… I know she will, I know your listening right now in disgust thinking that can never happen but the truth is… Yes You Can!

Alex Rush enters the shot.

Alex: You said you’re winning this match, but what about me. Yes I Can!

Andrew: Yes! Yes You Can. Alex, like the rest of us in this match will do everything we can to win, Every one of us can win this match. Alex Rush, do not be upset when it doesn't go how you want it to go but know that you came close and have what it takes to achieve your goals.

Alex: Not sure what you said there fella but you said a lot.

Alex walks away leaving the shoot.

Andrew: I think it’s time for me to do the same and get my speech ready for after the match. Andrew and Ari, Double A the Pride Tag Team Champions!

Cameras fade as Andrew walks off the shoot.




The cameras cut backstage, and Ben Jordan can be seen walking through the building a confident look on his face as he focuses on tonight's main event for the Underground championship. A wide smile crosses his face as he looks down the hall, the camera turns around to show tonight's opponent O'Malley looking directly at him.

Ben: Brilliant work out there earlier against Jack Washington for SCW. Now we've both beat.... Oh.

Ben trails off and smiles at O'Malley.

O'Malley: He got fecking lucky and he knows it.

Ben: Don't think he does, but hell, I beat him, just putting that out there.

O'Malley: Why don't ye feck off?

Ben: Easy there Father Ted, no need to be all touchy and stuff. I wanna talk to you about irony. You see that day when you took that off me, I wrestled a match before and now you have gone through the same thing and lightning is gonna strike twice because that belt is gonna change over to the fresher bloke.

O'Malley: I could beat ye in any kinda match and ye know it. I could have stood face to face with ye and beat ye.

Ben: I don't think so, no one does. In fact I find it sad that you didn't even have a roulette match earlier when you're the roulette champion. Feels like you've got off a bit lightly.

O'Malley: So?

Ben: So I propose you actually put in the effort tonight. See I know you can't wait to whack me with that walking stick thing and I can't wait to give you a clump with me Millwall brick.

O'Malley: Rolled up newspaper.

O’Malley chuckles and rolls his eyes.

Ben: If ya want but it's gonna bloody hurt, put it that way. Fact is, soon as one of us goes swinging, the refs gonna ring that bell. So I'm thinking we up the stakes, give me a chance to get rid of you once and for all. Thinking Last Man Standing.

A cheer can be heard from the arena as O'Malley smirks at Ben.

O'Malley: Last Man Standing?

Ben: Absolutely.

O'Malley: Yer outta yer mind but I won't back down to ye. Yer on.

Ben: Cushdy, now I'll just go let whoever the boss is know.... Erm, who is the boss these days?

O'Malley shrugs his shoulders.

O'Malley: Lexa something.

Ben: Who?

O'Malley: Fecked if I know.

Ben and O'Malley both look at the camera with their palms out and frowns.

Ben: I'll figure it out. I'll see you later tonight, I'll be the one standing over ya when the ref counts ten. Alright champ?

Ben winks at O'Malley before walking past, leaving O'Malley to stare at him through gritted teeth.



Vacant Pride Tag Team Championship - Ladder Match
Alex Rush vs Earl Lockyer vs Mark Cross vs Mickey Carroll vs Damian Dark vs Andrew Borg

Darlyn:  The following contest is scheduled as a Ladder Match, and is for the vacant Pride Tag Team Championship belt!!!

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 opponents.

Darlyn:  Coming to the ring from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, standing at 6’5” and weighing in at 256lb, he is… Earl Lockyer!!!

Earl steps on the stage accompanied by Dahlia and Sarah, they walk to the ring and enter, a spotlight shine on the rings, Dahlia and Sarah wrap their arms around Earl's neck and he gives the crowd an arrogant smile.

Darlyn: Next, from Canterbury, England, standing at 6’1” and weighing in at 225lb, he is… Mark “The Dragon” Crrrrrrrrrosssssss!!!

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.

The opening of "Amazing Grace" by Dropkick Murphys plays as Mickey pushes through the curtains. He pulls the cigarette out of his mouth and drops it on the ground, quickly putting it out as he marches back and forth across the stage.

Darlyn: Coming to the ring, from London, England, standing at 5'11" and weighing in at 190lb, he is "Sin City's Resident Shithead"... Mickey Carrrrrrrrrrrrolllllllllllll!!!

He looks from side to side, nodding his head at the cheers before pointing out into the audience, starting an powerful "Oi! Oi! Oi!" chant that really gets the crowd pumped. He dashes straight down the ramp where he leaps up and onto the ring apron. He paces back and forth, stomping along to the beat of the music before climbing inside. He looks up at the ceiling and then signals the trinity, kissing his fingers and then pointing up as he waits.

Darlyn:  And next… Damien Dark!

the lights go off and you here let me in the devil's here and outcomes Damian dark in a casket will down to the ring with red liquid on top of it.

Darlyn:  And finally, he is… Andrew Borg!

Andrew Borg’s music plays over the speakers as he comes down to the ring.  He slides inside as the last competitor to enter.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Chad: The crowd stop booing and explode in cheers as Mickey limps from behind the curtain and slowly limps to the ring. The crowd chant for Mickey to show him props for coming out to the match after his attack. Mickey slides into the ring!

Gena: Cross runs right at Mickey and Spears him to the ground as the fans chant for Mickey even louder.

Chad: Andrew, Alex, and Damien all go after Earl and gang up on him.

Gena: Cross locks Mickey in a Headlock as Earl tries to block the 3 on 1 attack. Mickey tries to free the Headlock with no luck.

Chad: Earl pushes all three men off of him and runs right at Cross.

Gena: Earl grabs Cross from his waist and pulls him off of Mickey with ease.

Chad: Earl lets Cross go by hitting a Release German Suplex… Cross lands right on Andrew, Alex, and Damien knocking all three back down.

Gena: Earl picks Mickey up and steps back... Mickey runs at Earl, Earl grabs Mickey by his throat and Chokeslams him to the outside of the ring!!!

Chad: The other four go on to gang attack Earl!

Gena: Alex and Cross grab Earl’s arm and whips him towards Damien who picks Earl up and drops him with a Spinebuster!!

Chad: Cross gets on top of Earl and nails him with a forearm to the head!

Gena: Mickey has not moved from outside the ring, Alex and Andrew tie up as Damien grabs Cross from behind and locks a Full Nelson forcing him off of Earl.

Chad: Andrew Bodyslams Alex, Damien lifts Cross a bit higher and nails a Full Nelson Bomb! Earl get up, Andrew runs and hits a Dropkick on Earl…

Gena: Damien runs at Earl now and hits a Clothesline. That move drops Earl, Mickey is seen now crawling up the rampway!

Chad: Alex runs at Cross, as Cross gets up Alex kicks Cross in the gut then drops her with a DDT.

Gena: Andrew tries to grab Damien, but Damien hits Andrew with a Clothesline. Cross gets back up as he and Alex start trading blows. Mrs.Right sits up as we now see Mickey on his feet coming back to the ring with a ladder!

Chad: Earl gets on his feet as Alex Irish Whips Cross to the corner but runs right into Earl’s hands. Earl picks Cross up in a Military Press… Spear by Damien on Earl! Earl hits the mat had as Damien lands on Earl and Cross lands on Damien. Alex looks on as Andrew gets to his feet.

Gena: Cross gets off of Damien… Andrew runs at Cross and grabs him from behind Cross’s head. Andrew runs to the corner of the ring and jumps up then kicks off the top rope as Andrew drops Cross with his Hands of Justice!

Chad: Alex sees Mickey get to ringside with the ladder. Alex slides under the ring only to get nailed with the Ladder to his chest by Mickey!

Gena: Mickey slides in the ring with the ladder in hand! Damien gets up and gets Earl up his feet but both get tackled down by the Ladder as Mickey runs right at both of them.

Chad: Mickey sets the ladder up in the center of the ring right next to Damien on top of Earl!

Gena: Mickey starts to climb up the ladder, Alex slides in the ring and gets on the other side of the ladder. The two race to the top of the ladder!

Chad: Damien and Andrew get up, Damien grabs Alex’s legs as Andrew grabs Mickey’s leg. Alex and Mickey both get pulled off the ladder and land on there back to the mat hard.

Gena: Cross comes from nowhere and runs up the ladder before Andrew and Damien can grab him. Earl, still under the ladder, grabs two of the legs and uses his power to lift the ladder. The ladder tips over as Cross goes flying off hitting the top rope then bouncing off landing to the outside of the ring!

Chad: Before Earl can get to his feet Damien and Andrew double team him! Alex and Mickey sit up. Mrs.Right hits the mat after getting dropped by a double suplex. Mickey crawls to the ladder as Alex gets up.

Gena: Mickey gets to his feet holding the ladder. Mickey swings the ladder hitting Andrew and Damien. Alex runs at Mickey and nails him with a running Enziguri!

Chad: Running Enziguri is not something you see every night. Alex grabs the Ladder as Earl sits up… Alex swings the ladder hitting Earl in the back of his head with the ladder!

Gena: Alex sets the ladder up and climbs up. Mickey grabs onto Alex's leg to stop him. Damien gets up and helps Mickey get Alex off the ladder as Andrew climbs up from the other side.

Chad: Damien and Mickey drop Alex with a double style powerbomb off the ladder. Andrew gets to the top of the ladder!!!

Gena: Mickey runs up the ladder as well to stop Andrew. The two trade punches as Damien runs to the ropes and bounces off. Andrew runs right at the Ladder tackling it to the floor dropping Mickey and Andrew. Damien picks the ladder up.

Chad: Cross gets on the ring apron but gets nailed with the ladder by Damien dropping Cross back to the ringside floor. Earl sits up again but again gets nailed in the back of the head with the ladder.

Gena: Damien sets the ladder up! Alex and Andrew sit up and see Damien starting to climb the ladder! Andrew springs up to his feet and runs at Damien, Andrew grabs on to Damien's feet as he tries to kick Andrew off of him.

Chad: Andrew holds on to Damien's feet as Alex quickly runs up the other side of the ladder. Alex grabs the Pride Tag Team Championship belt as Damien kicks Andrew on his forehead forcing Andrew to let go. Damien climbs up two more steps and punches Alex on the chest. Alex however holds on to the Pride Tag Team Championship belt.

Gena: Damien punches Alex a second time. Alex refuses to let go off the Pride Tag Team Championship belt…

Chad: Alex kicks off the ladder holding onto the Pride Tag Team Championship belt as he swings around in the air…

Gena: The handle from the Pride Tag Team Championship belt breaks off…

Chad: Alex lands hard outside the ring hitting his head on the barricade holding the Pride Tag Team Championship belt!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Darlyn:  Here is your winner and NEW Pride Tag Team Champions… Alex Rush!!!

Alex holds onto the title, almost looking stunned.  He then jumps up and lets out a roar.  He holds the belt up high as Ariana comes out to celebrate with Alex.  The other competitors look on, just as stunned as Alex was.



GRIME Nightmare Championship
Vixen vs Omasa

Liam: This next match is for the GRIME Nightmare Championship!!!

韻踏合組合 - "一網打尽 (REMIX) feat. NORIKIYO,SHINGO★西成, 漢" starts to play while a video on the SCU screen pops on showing a round table with 12 men and one female. Omasa and among the men we see Hitamashii. Everyone dressed in all black with black sunglasses on. The group is scene having a meeting with Hitamashii and Omasa nodding. The video then cuts to the two in a car as we see Omasa in the passenger seat and Hitamashii driving. The two are seen fleeing from the Tokyo police.

Hitamashii drifts the car to do a 180 to face the police. Omasa sticks her body out the window as she is seen holding a RPG. Hitamashii drives forward towards the police which has them now driving in reverse. Omasa pulls the trigger as we see the rocket leave the launcher. As it looks to blow up the police car the screen turns black with the names Hitamashii and Omasa name appearing in dripping blood.

Liam: On the way to the ring, the challenger, she is the last woman Samurai of Japan… Omasa Tazu!!!!!

Omasa starts making her way to the ring. She keeps a straight face the whole time as she is all business. Once at ringside she jumps up landing on the apron then jumps again to jump over the ropes and lands in the ring.

Liam: And her opponent!!!

The haunting opening notes of Joke’s on You begin to fill the venue as the lights lower to a crimson light that plays over the ramp where Vixen Staggs can be seen standing at the entrance dressed in dark tights and crimson halter under a studded black leather jacket.  Walking to the beat, her lips smirking slightly as she avoids the reach of the crowd until she reaches ringside.  Stopping at the side of the ring, she reaches up and pulls herself onto the apron and turns to offer a cocky salute to the fans before sliding between the ropes.

Liam:  Introducing from Ottawa Ontario, she is the current World Nightmare Champion Vixen STAGGS!

Vixen climbs the turnbuckle to slowly peel off the leather jacket and hang it from the ringpost.  She turns and relaxes on the top turnbuckle as she waits for the bell.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Ada: Omasa and Vixen walk to the middle of the ring. Vixen goes to tie up but Omasa kicks her in her chest. Vixen takes a step back as she holds her chest. Vixen signals for Omasa to bring it…

Rob: Omasa jumps up for a jump kick that hits Vixen in her chest, Vixen drops to the matwith that move. Vixen gets right back up, but catches a kick to the back of her leg causing her to drop to her knees.

Ada: Omasa backs off letting Vixen get back to her feet. Vixen turns to face Omasa. Vixen gets her hands out to tie up with Omasa, Omasa kicks at Vixen’s fingers but Vixen steps back to avoid contact. Vixen again gets her hands out to tie up…

Rob: Omasa gets her hands up… Omasa wants to box, open hand of course.

Ada: Vixen steps back and looks at Omasa. Vixen loosens up her hands real quick then gets them up…

Rob: Omasa steps in and nails a quick palm strike to Vixen’s left cheek! Omasa goes for a hard chop but Vixen blocks it with her left arm while countering with a right forearm to Omasa’s jaw. Omasa tilts her head slightly left as she stares at Vixen.

Ada: Vixen goes for a straight open hand strike that Omasa blocks then counters as she leaps forward hitting Vixen with a diving headbut… No Vixen grabs Omasa’s head and drops her with an odd but effective DDT!

Rob: Vixen gets up then drops down with a leg drop to the back of Omasa’s head. Vixen gets up and helps Omasa to her feet. Vixen runs to the ropes and bounces off, Omasa jumps going for a pele kick but Vixen gets her hands up to block then gets her leg up to kick Omasa on her head, Omasa takes her free hand to block the kick and she then lands on her head but does a front roll then snaps up to her feet....

Crowd: That was awesome! That was awesome! That was awesome!

Ada: Vixen charges as Omasa. Vixen goes to grab Omasa but Omasa quickly nails Vixen with multiple open head strikes to the chest and face switch forces Vixen to back away. Omasa rushes in on Vixen… Vixen nails Omasa with an uppercut. Omasa is stunned as she staggers back. Vixen rushes in and nails a spear!

Rob: Vixen goes for the cover!

One…

Ada: Omasa kicks out at one, Vixen gets to her feet as Omasa rolls away from Vixen before jumping to her feet.

Rob: Vixen runs at Omasa, Omasa grabs Vixen to send her to the ropes but gets reversed by Vixen, Omasa kicks off the ropes to perform a moonsault as Vixen quickly moves out the way. Vixen waits for Omasa to land on her feet as she then runs towards her and Spears her a second time!!

Ada: Omasa does down… Vixen waits for Omasa to get back to her feet.

Rob: Omasa starts to get up as Vixen goes for a superkick but misses as Omasa ducks… Omasa goes for her Superkick hitting Vixen in her left cheek. Vixen goes down, Omasa goes for the cover.

One…
Tw…

Rob: Omasa gets up helping Vixen get up in the process. Omasa goes to grab Vixen but Vixen kicks Omasa in the stomach then hits her Superkick! Vixen goes to the corner and gets on the top turnbuckle! Vixen jumps off doing a moonsault but Omasa counters getting her knees up!!

Ada: Vixen rolls off of Omasa in pain as Omasa rolls over to get on top of Vixen for the cover.

One…

The lights go out in the arena for a few seconds. Once back on we see Vixen on the mat and Omasa standing over her with her fists up as she finds herself surrounded by Angel of Filth along with GRIME Masked Members Jade, Celeste, Cadet Blue, and Indigo.

Ada: This doesn’t look good for Omasa. She’s outnumbered by five…

Rob: Indigo runs at Omasa. Omasa kicks her in the gut and grabs her by her neck. Cadet Blue runs in with a flying knee… Omasa spins her and Indigo around causing Cadet Blue to nail Indigo in the chest. Omasa pushes Indigo causing her to collide with Cadet Blue dropping them both to the mat.

Ada: Jade and Celeste take steps to get closer to Omasa. Vixen rolls out of the way towards Filth. Omasa turns her head left and right as she watches her sides. Jade rushes in, Omasa goes for a kick. Jade grabs Omasa’s foot and goes for a heel lock.

Rob: Omasa fights Jade off as Celeste runs in and nails Omasa in the side of the head with a closed fist. Omasa goes down, Indigo and Cadet Blue run over and get on top of Omasa as they double team her with punches to her back.

Ada: Vixen looks on, Filth looks at Vixen and points at Omasa… Vixen waves her off and exits the ring. The gang attack on Omasa continues as Filth asks for a mic to get tossed into the ring.

They toss a mic in the ring that Filth catches. She puts the mic close to her mouth.

Filth: Omasa, I don’t care how mad you are about Mayhem Survival or anything else. No one gives a fuck about your feelings. Attack me again because I won’t be so nice.

Filth signals for the group to let Omasa go. Everyone leaves the ring as they catch up to Vixen. Vixen poses with her GRIME Nightmare Championship in the air as Filth stares down to the tring as she watches Omasa slowly trying to sit up.





Underground Championship
O’Malley vs Ben Jordan

Darlyn: Ladies and gentleman, the following contest is our main event of the evening for the men’s Underground Championship and it is a Last Man Standing Match!

The crowd erupts in a huge pop.

The opening guitar riff to "Blame it on the Boom Boom" by Black Stone Cherry starts to play. The riff repeats itself once more. A British flag appears on the screen, waving with a gray filter and the lyrics kick in.

The familiar face of Ben Jordan appears on the screen. The fans instantly burst in to cheers as a smiling Ben Jordan appears at the top of the ramp, dressed in a white shorts with matching knee pads and boots. Ben looks around the crowd, his trademark smile on his face. He turns his head to the left, winking at the crowd before slowly walking down the ramp. He moves to the left, running his hand along the fans, high fiving as many as possible, before moving to the right and doing the same. Ben stops in front of a fan with a phone and moves next to them, allowing them to take a selfie with the smiling Englishman

Darlyn: Making his way down the aisle! From London, England, weighing 220 pounds -- Ben Jordan!

He stands outside the ring, looking up at ring, before moving to the steps and jumping up them. He ducks down and in to the ring through the middle and top rope and spins in to the corner, climbing on the top rope and raising his hands. He quickly jumps down and moves towards the center of the ring, waiting for his opponent to arrive.

The lights in the arena die down as the opening riffs of Gothic Celtic Music Shadow Wisps starts to play. The lights stay out for several seconds before dark green and white strobe lights start shining all around, and fog fills the entrance and along the ramp. Moments later , O’Malley steps through the curtain wearing a long black leather trench coat. He has the SCW Roulette Championship secured around his waist, and the SCU Underground Championship over his shoulder. He stands at the entrance for several moments before he takes the first steps towards the ring.

Darlyn: Making his way to the ring! From Dublin, Ireland...Weighing in at one hundred ninety-five pounds...He is the SCU Underground and SCW Roulette Champions...O’MALLEY!!

Once he makes it to the ring, he walks up the steel steps, his eyes locked on Ben Jordan the entire time. He heads to the center of the ring removing the Roulette Championship from his waist before handing the Underground Champsionship to the referee and handing the Roulette title and his trenchcoat over to the timekeeper. He steps back as his music dies down and the referee holds the Underground Championship up before passing it off to the timekeeper, and calling for the bell.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Chad: Ben and O’Malley glared across the ring at one another both not moving right off the bat. Ben has vengeance on his mind and O’Malley just wants to prove everyone wrong.

Gena: After a few seconds O’Malley and Ben lunge at one another with O’Malley going for a quick clothesline, but Ben ducks. Both men spin around and Ben goes for a superkick but O’Malley flinches backwards and Ben tackles O’Malley down to the canvas, firing off several hard lefts and rights before slamming O’Malley’s head into the canvas and standing up. The referee checks on O’Malley, who is still down, and begins the first count of the match.

One!
Two!

Chad: O’Malley reaches for the ropes and starts pulling himself back up, as Ben watches him, ready to strike again. O’Malley slowly getting to his feet.

Three!
Four!

Gena: O’Malley is now back to his feet in the corner and with his back turned to Ben, Ben charges across the ring at him. O’Malley spins around just in time, and steps away from the corner, and Ben runs right into the turnbuckles, his chest bouncing off them. He holds his chest as he stumbles back, keeping his footing but O’Malley lunges at him, taking him down with a spear, returning the favor with hard right shots until Ben manages to shove him from off top of him!

Chad: O’Malley on his back now but before the referee starts his count, he kips up to his feet, and Ben is now back to his feet, with assistance from the ropes. The circling one another exchanging some trash talk as they approach one another before Ben grabs O’Malley’s arm, then swings him and sends him sailing into the opposite corner turnbuckle. O’Malley flies forwards towards the turnbuckles, shoulder first, but his body flips up and over the top, before he back flips back down, landing on his feet.

Gena: He charges back to Ben, and flies at him taking him down with a clothesline and O’Malley somehow gets back to his feet, holding his back as the referee checks on Ben, who works to recover. But Ben is still down and the referee starts the next count.

One!
Two!
Three!

Chad: O’Malley leaning against the ropes now but Ben isn’t staying down. He’s sitting up now just looking across the ring at O’Malley, shaking his head and the referee’s count stops just short of five. Ben runs across the ring at O’Malley, but O’Malley ducks.

Gena: Ben goes flying over the top rope, but O’Malley doesn’t see him land on the ring apron. O’Malley turns only to have Ben grab him by the head and drop down off the apron, causing O’Malley’s throat to bounce off the top rope. He slingshots back and crashes against the canvas, holding his throat as Ben starts looking under the ring, and the referee starts the next count.

One!
Two!
Three!
Four!

Chad: Ben is still searching under the ring, looking for the first weapon to use should O’Malley break the ten count and get back to his feet, which is looking more likely. O’Malley is rolled over on to his side now, but he’s gasping for air as he fights to get back to his feet.

Five!
Six!
Seven!

Gena: Various weapons coming out from under the ring now. Steel chairs. Sledgehammer. Fire extinguisher. Ben tosses a steel garbage can into the ring, then grabs one of the steel chairs, tossing it in, too. O’Malley on his knees now, holding the ropes for leverage as he gets back to his feet just in time.

Chad: O’Malley still rubbing his throat as he leans against the ropes. Ben has the garbage can in his hands, waiting for O’Malley to move away from the ropes. O’Malley finally steps back and before he can turn around, Ben slams the garbage can over his head and O’Malley stumbles around. Ben grabs one of the steel chairs and without wasting a single beat, he swings it and brings it crashing against the garbage can.

Gena: The sound echoes throughout the building and O’Malley jumps, trying to get the garbage can from off of him, but Ben swings the chair and again hits the garbage can, over and over and O’Malley stumbles back. He falls through the ropes, with the garbage can still around him, and crashes to the floor outside, as the referee goes to the outside to check on him.

Chad: The garbage can has now slid off from O’Malley, but he’s still down and out on the outside. Ben steps through the ropes, standing on the ring apron, as the next count begins and O’Malley barely moves.

One!
Two!
Three!

Gena: O’Malley showing signs of life now, but only moving his legs. He’s staring up at the ceiling, his eyes blinking as Ben watches, feeling the Underground Championship closer to being his once again.

Four!
Five!
Six!

Chad: Ben backs up to the turnbuckle as O’Malley starts crawling towards the barricades, trying to get back to his feet now. Ben is waiting, stalking him at this point.

Seven!
Eight!
Nine!

Gena: O’Malley finally gets up, just in the nick of time. He turns and Ben launches himself off the ring apron, attempting to take O’Malley right back down, but O’Malley hits him with a superkick out of nowhere, and O’Malley stumbles back against the barricades and Ben crashes to the floor. O’Malley looks at the garbage can, stepping over and grabbing it as Ben is on his hands and knees.

Chad: O’Malley takes the already dented garbage can and brings it crashing down over Ben’s back. Ben falls down and when he tries to get back up, O’Malley repeats it, hitting Ben over and over until the garbage can is a mangled mess and he tosses it aside, and takes a few steps away. The referee starts his count as Ben stays down.

One!
Two!
Three!

Gena: O’Malley watches from a few feet away, hoping Ben stays down. He glares at the former SCW World Heavyweight Champion, and breathes heavily, already exhausted from this match. But Ben begins to move, slowly pushing himself up, but this stuns O’Malley, and the referee warns O’Malley to stay back as his count continues.

Five!
Six!
Seven!

Chad: Ben is reaching for the ring post, now up to his knees. O’Malley is furious, but there is nothing he can do but let it happen.

O'Malley: FECKIN’ STAY DOWN!

Gena: Ben gets back up to his feet just after the eight count, and O’Malley is him like a fly on shit. He grabs Ben by his head and swings him around, sending him flying into the barricades, then pulls him back up and starts dragging him away from the ring.

Chad: O’Malley is dragging him towards the backstage, but Ben loses his footing and falls to his knees. O’Malley goes to pull him back up, and Ben gets an elbow up into O’Malley’s midsection, then follows it with a fist to the jaw. O’Malley stumbles back and Ben pushes himself back to his feet. He slowly heads towards O’Malley.

Gena: Ben grabs O’Malley by his head, standing just to his side. He runs a few step forward then brings O’Malley down with a bulldog right to the concrete and the Underground Champion is down, but Ben seems to have felt some effects of that, as he holds his backside, and he is down, too. The referee counts for both.

One!
Two!
Three!

Chad: Ben is back to his feet first, trying to shake away the effects of that manuever. O’Malley still down, but he’s somehow showing signs of life, though not moving fast enough. Ben can’t believe it as he watches O’Malley move, and upon closer look, O’Malley has a small gash above his right eye.

Four!
Five!
Six!

Gena: O’Malley pushes himself to his hands and knees, but he has to make it back to his feet if he wants to retain the Underground Championship. Ben is shaking his head, hoping it doesn’t happen.

Seven!
Eight!

Chad: O’Malley staggers back to his feet just after the count of nine, but he’s hunched over and unsteady. Ben lunges forward, hits him with a knee to the face and O’Malley stumbles forward, blood now getting in his eyes as Ben drags him towards the backstage and shoves him through the curtain.

Gena: Another camera opens up just backstage as Ben takes O’Malley and sends him flying into a large utility box and the referees catches up with them. Ben wants to hurt O’Malley a little more, making sure he stays down, but when he reaches for O’Malley, has found a small wooden crate, and he smashes it over Ben’s head. Ben crumples down as O’Malley tries to recover as well but again both men are down, and the referee counts.

One!
Two!
Three!

Chad: O’Malley wipes away some of the blood from his face and holds his midsection as he works to pull himself back to his feet. Ben has his feet flat against the floor as he looks up, seeing stars.

Five!
Six!

Gena: O’Malley is back up on his feet now, leaning against the utility box, as Ben is trying to get up. O’Malley shakes his head, furious that Ben refuses to just stay down and when Ben gets back to his hands and knees, O’Malley rushes at him, kicking him in the head, forcing the referee to stop counting.

Chad: O’Malley crouches down and begins beating Ben again, frustrated that this match has gone on this long. But between the blood loss, and the exhaustion, his stamina is faltering and he stumbles back as Ben is out of it one again. The referee checks on Ben and as he starts the count, O’Malley collapses, and the ref counts both.

One!
Two!
Three!

Gena: Ben is staring at O’Malley, taking in a few breaths as he tries to move. He, too is frustrated as he reaches around, trying to find anything to help him back to his feet. O’Malley is also in trouble.

Four!
Five!

Chad: Ben gets back to his feet, glaring at O’Malley. He steps towards the Irishman just as he pushes himself up to a seat position against the utility box.

Six!
Seven!
Eight!

Gena: O’Malley stands up and Ben rushes at him, hitting him with a clothesline that sends the Underground Champion up and onto the top of the utility box! Ben follows it up with an elbow shot to O’Malley’s head before he places both bands on the utility box and starts wheeling it around backstage!

Chad: O’Malley is going for a ride as Ben continues wheeling it down every hall, until they make it to an industrial area of the building where supplies are received. There is a large metal door ahead and Ben runs and then sends the utility box sailing into the door. With a loud crash, O’Malley goes flying off the utility box, but he somehow lands on his feet, unsteadily, and leans against the wall, his back towards Ben.

Gena: Ben is searching around, more determined than ever to finish this off when he spots a stack of newspapers a few feet ahead and heads over towards them. He grabs a newspaper from off the pile and starts folding it, forming it into what he calls a Millwall Brick.

Ben: This oughta keep ya down! I told ya, the Underground Championship is coming home tonight!

Chad: Ben shouts towards O’Malley and O’Malley is now facing him. He’s winding down fast and he can’t charge at Ben, so he stumbles towards him. Ben swings, attempting to hit him with the Millwall Brick, but O’Malley ducks, and hits him in the midsection, hoping to cause Ben to drop the brick, but he doesn’t.

Gena: O’Malley hits him again in the midsection, before he grabs Ben by his head, dragging him towards an exit door, while Ben holds on to the Millwall Brick. O’Malley kicks open the exit door then shoves Ben outside, right into the parking lot.

O'Malley: It’s a feckin’ newspaper, fella!

Chad: As O’Malley walks through the door and out into the parking lot, he’s taken by surprise as Ben swings the Millwall Brick right into O’Malley’s ribcage, knocking the wind right out of him. He doubles forward them Ben hits him in the upper back, between his shoulder blades and O’Malley stumbles forward, collapsing against a car and the look on his face says he is in some serious pain.

Ben: Didn’t feel like a newspaper did it?!

Gena: O’Malley is down, but as he is technically on his feet and laying against a car, the referee can’t count. There is an ambulance just up ahead and Ben smiles, as he heads over towards it, opening up the back and pulling the stretcher from out of the back. O’Malley is now leaning against his back against the car, a large bruise beginning to form where Ben hit his ribcage with the Millwall Brick.

Chad: He takes a step forward but a shot of pain goes through his midsection and he lurches forward. He tries to take in a couple of deep breaths but he barely can, and Ben is fast approaching him, wheeling the stretcher right at him. O’Malley sees him charging and darts out of the way and the stretcher goes flying into the parked car, leaving a large dent.

Ben: Whoops. If that was anyone else’s car but your’s, they can bill me later.

Gena: O’Malley lets out a growl as he gets up, walks over to the stretcher and sends it flying right back towards Ben. Ben steps to the side and it sails past him, flying towards the ambulance and bouncing off the side of it. O’Malley and Ben approach one another, and begin exchanging blows, O’Malley fighting through the pain with each shot.

Chad: They’re making their way closer to the ambulance as O’Malley begins fighting back more, doing his best to ignore the pain in his upper back and midsection. Ben then manages to get his arms up and blocks the final shot before he grabs O’Malley by his head, spinning him around and sends him flying into the side of the ambulance just near the cab.

Gena: O’Malley tries to get away, but Ben is still on him. O’Malley then pulls himself up onto the hood of the ambulance, with no other ideas as he starts climbing to the top of the ambulance. Ben follows behind him until both men are on top of the ambulance, O’Malley visibly unsteady, but he fires a few shots, trying to send Ben flying off the top.

Chad: Ben stumbles back, dangerously close to the edge, but he keeps his footing somehow. He hits O’Malley with a hard shot of his own, and O’Malley just falls to his knees for a moment, before pushing himself back up to his feet. O’Malley is dangerously close to the edge. Ben swings but O’Malley ducks. O’Malley swings his elbow back, nailing Ben in the side and when Ben trips forward, his leg catches O’Malley’s and both men go flying off the ambulance, the stretcher breaking their fall but both men are out cold!

Gena: The referee checks on both men, both lifeless on the tangled mess that is the stretcher now, before he starts his count.

One!
Two!
Three!
Four!
Five!
Six!
Seven!
Eight!
Nine!
Ten!!!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Chad: Neither Ben nor O’Malley could make it back to their feet before the ten count, so this match ends in a draw! What a match from both men!

Gena: And neither man has moved so much as a muscle since crashing off the top of the ambulance. EMTs and medical personnel are now on the scene, carefully checking on both men.
« Last Edit: September 01, 2020, 09:10:50 PM by Mark Ward »
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