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