[Underground]

Orleans arena

Sin City Underground Ep 71 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, September 5th, 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.

All segments due to the Underground account ideally by the SCW segment deadline, but no later than 6pm PST on Sunday, August 30th, 2020.  Late segments will no longer be accepted going forward to ensure results go up in a timely manner.



The camera focuses on the ring where Underground Champion, O’Malley, is standing after making his entrance. The Underground Championship is over his shoulder and he has a microphone in his hand. He is still sporting a small bandage just under his hairline on his forehead, the only visible evidence of his brutal match against Ben Jordan last week.

O’Malley: Last week I went through my toughest challenge of me career, and it’s only by sheer luck that I’m standin’ here still the Underground Champion. Fer what it’s worth, Ben Jordan put up a hell of a fight last week, and if he hadn’t fallen off that ambulance along with me, he’d be the champ and not me.

A huge pop follows, and O’Malley nods. He adjust the title over his shoulder and continues.

O’Malley: I’d be a fool to stand out here and deny Ben the respect he’s owed after that match, so I’m doin’ what’s right and givin’ him that much. But when it all boils down to it, I am still the champion, and now I’ve gotta move on from the shite with Ben, and onto what lies ahead. And it seems I’ve already got one idgit steppin’ to the front of the line, stakin’ his claim.

Vicious boos follow and O’Malley nods.

O’Malley: Try as Father Gerald might, his little challenge last week doesn’t exactly matter because he’s gotta earn his shot later tonight against Mark Cross.

O’Malley laughs and shakes his head.

O’Malley: I was all set to accept Gerald’s challenge, because why not? He thinks he’s worthy enough and if he’s that ready fer me to whoop his arse all over the arena at Violent Conduct, who am I to deny him. I wasn’t about to say no because he had to go and run his mouth about me personal business when he had no right, and I’m not gonna let him just stand there and keep it up without kickin’ his arse fer it. If there is one thing I’m hopin’, it’s that Gerald beats Cross tonight, because not only am I over Mark Cross in general, I want the opportunity to prove that Father Gerald isn’t worthy of leadin’ this company, either.

O’Malley receives a mixed reaction at this point, as those in attendance would rather see Mark Cross face him yet again.

O’Malley: Father Gerald may think himself a leader, but what I see...is someone whose flock is slowly turnin’ away because he’s losin’ his marbles one by one. Gerald, me fella, I’ll be watchin’ this closely. Ye wanted me attention? Ye feckin’ got it, fella. But fer all the wrong reasons. One way or another, I’ll get me hands on ye fer that shite ye said last week, and ye’ll be beggin’ me fer mercy!

The camera zooms in on his face, fired up and angry.

O’Malley: Too bad ye won’t get any from me, ye bible thumpin’ dick fer brains! Ye better watch yer back, because GRIME is the least of yer worries…

O’Malley then throws the mic down and exits the ring, heading as quickly backstage as he can, though he holds his still bruised ribs in the process.



Cameras are backstage with Raab and Samuel, standing behind Henry Losak as usual, allowing him to take in charge of the speaking as he always does while standing backstage from one another. The tag team division seems to be getting bigger in GRIME Wrestling, and it was The Monstimals duty to promote the tag team division, forcing more teams to team up and face The Monstimals. However, the tag belt for GRIME Wrestling was still not a thing as Raab and Samuel shake their heads. Henry begins to speak.

Henry Losak: "I love how the tag team division in GRIME Wrestling is being ignored, not even thinking about having The Monstimals face against Alex Rush and the Rhino idiot for the hardcore tag team titles. We need them because unlike the rest of GRIME Wrestlers, having no interest in actually building a tag team division apart from The Jackels who we still haven't fought yet in GRIME Wrestling for some reason we don't know about. How many times have we challenged The Jackals to a match against us, only GRIME Wrestling staff refuse to place The Monstimals against them? Are we too violent for them or something? Who knows, but we've always said the Hardcore Tag Team titles are on the wrong brand, they belong to GRIME Wrestling and we will do everything to bring those belts to GRIME Wrestling to grow the tag team division this brand needs."

Henry wondered with a vast sigh, wondering why they had to wait so long to face them in a match. However, they had to move onto the other topic of things on their mind, the match for tonight.

Henry Losak: "While The Monstimals don't get The Jackals, we get some masked freaks once again instead. It's funny because rarely do The Monstimals get placed in a match against the unknown masked wrestlers, but how long do we have to wait for Cyan to be unmasked. We seem to wrestle the Cyan masked guy in tag matches every single time. Why is it your afraid to unveil yourself? To this date, The Monstimals are the only team in GRIME to have never wear the muti coloured masks. They never needed to hide behind a different identity to hide who they are because they are well-known stars as a tag team. To even things up, along with yellow who The Monstimals will also destroy, it's set in an Inferno Tables match."

Henry has a huge smile on his face, having the match that's very well suited for the pair of them and they came out with a win last time too.

Henry Losak: "Inferno tables match is a type of match Lord Raab and Samuel McPherson has won every single match of, since GRIME Wrestling was invented and they've been unstoppable. You boy whoever you are behind those masks don't stand a god damn chance against these guys. Unlike you hidden idiots, The Monstimals want to grow tag team wrestling in GRIME Wrestling, dreaming of capturing SCU Hardcore Tag Team Belts well it's not an Underground belt, it's more suited for GRIME, but that will have to wait. Cyan and Yellow are in for a rude awakening as Raab and Samuel are still not in a good mood after Jacob and Jerry being assholes as they were not doing their jobs properly as a team. They will have no issues putting you both through a flaming table, burning your faces off, especially with Cyan, seeing who the fuck you are under the mask and I hope the pair of you are a new team for The Monstimals to destroy. If not, you will be fucked by them. Cyan and Yellow, prepare to be destroyed by The Monstimals."

Henry walks away with Raab and Samuel, signalling for the Hardcore tag team titles around their waist, before grunting together on camera. They then leave with Henry to head back to their locker room for the cameras to go back to ringside for the next match to take place on Underground.



Vs

GRIME Rules
Royal Purple vs Cadet Blue

Liam:  The opening contest is scheduled for one fall… Iiiiiiiiiintroducing first, representing the masked members of GRIME, she is… Royal Purple!!!

Royal Purple comes rushing through the curtains.  She stops on the stage.  After looking around, she darts down the rampway and slides right inside of the ring.  She runs up the turnbuckle and looks around from up top.  She pauses before lowering herself into the corner.

Liam:  Aaaaaaaand her opponent… Also representing the masked members of GRIME, she is… Cadet Blue!!!

Cadet Blue comes through the crowd, making no haste as she climbs the ring steps.  She goes to the center of the ropes, looking around before entering.  She settles into her corner and waits for the match to start.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Rob:  Cadet Blue goes to tie up with Royal Purple, but Royal Purple punches her in the stomach.  She then hits a high kick that puts Cadet Blue on the ground.

Ada: Royal Purple comes off the ropes and hits a Rolling Senton.  Cadet Blue tries to raise her knees, but not in time.

Rob:  Royal Purple hooks the leg, but doesn’t even get a one count.  She springs up to her feet and then she comes off the ropes, Clotheslining Cadet Blue to the ground.

Ada:  Royal Purple jumps up to the second rope in the corner and comes off with a Split Legged Moonsault.  She hooks the leg!

One!
Tw...Kickout!

Rob:  Just under two, and Cadet Blue finds her way out from under Royal Purple.  She grabs hold of Royal Purple’s tights and rolls her up from behind.

One!
Two!

Ada:  Party foul!  Royal Purple grabs onto the mask of Cadet Blue.  She pulls back, keeping hold of the mask so it doesn’t leave her face.

Rob:  Royal Purple hits a Dropkick to the gut.  She then climbs to the top rope and watches as Cadet Blue just lays there.  She sets up for a Frog Splash.

Ada:  Cadet Blue gets up and grabs hold of Royal Purple from mid air and drops her with a Tilt-A-Whirl Slam.  She steps over Royal Purple’s chest and then drops an elbow to the center of the chest.

Rob:  Cadet Blue stomps on Royal Purple, getting out all of the aggression from the high flyer.  She gets a handful of hood and drags Royal Purple to her feet.

Ada:  A Scoop Slam plants Royal Purple in the center of the ring.  Cadet Blue goes from one side of the ring, to the other.  She then does a Falling Headbutt…

Rob;  But Royal Purple moves!  She kicks Cadet Blue rapidly in the sides, alternating.  She then goes back up top for the same Frog Splash that she missed earlier…

Ada:  No!  She turns around and waits for Cadet Blue to get up.  As she is right in position and stumbles backward, Royal Purple flies off with a Shooting Star DDT a la Ruby???

Rob:  She executes it just as well as Ruby does, but still not the same as Misty!  She rolls Cadet Blue over onto her back and hooks the leg!

One!
Two!
Three!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Liam:  Here is your winner via pinfall… Royal Purple!!!

Royal Purple doesn’t waste any time celebrating.  She instantly exits the ring.  She stops only to look at Cadet Blue lying there.  She then turns back around and leaves the ringside area.



There is a loud clapping sound heard echoing throughout the hallways section just outside of the locker rooms.  We can see four masked GRIME members standing along the wall.  However, their lights aren’t on, so they seem to just be representing the “black” masks. The tallest one in the middle leads the clapping, as when he stops, so do the rest.

One:  You can not take away the fighting spirit.  You can try to tame it.  You can try to harness it. You can even try to redirect it, but you cannot extinguish it.

The middle one is more clearly in charge as he steps forward.  He reaches a gloved hand into his pocket, and clicks on the light to the mask.  However, instead of the x’s for eyes and the stitched mouth lighting up, the word “GOD” lights up across the forehead.

GOD:  If you can’t beat them, join them.  Those have been words that I’ve heard echoing throughout the backstage area for months now.  GRIME is rising to the top.  They are the reckoning for SCU, and they will usher us into 2021.

GOD shrugs his shoulders.  He looks over to his left.  This female figure reaches into her pocket and turns on her mask, reading “ONLY”.

GOD:  Everyone has a point.  Switching sides is the smart thing to do to ensure survival.  The numbers and the morale all speak in favor.  So, who are we to refuse to jump ship?

GOD looks over to his right.  The male and female figures there reach into their pockets, but GOD shakes his head sternly.

GOD:  Not yet.  See, no one ever said that we took the road of least resistance.  No one ever accused us of taking the easy way out.  No one ever told us that we were rats on a sinking ship.  And do you know why that is?

GOD looks over to the two on his right again and nods.  The male clicks on his mask, and it reads “HAS”, followed by the female, who clicks her mask on to read “MERCY”.  GOD looks over to “ONLY” and then to “HAS” and “MERCY”, pointing to each person in order as he reads it out loud.

GOD: Only God has mercy.  Only He will deliver us, but we must have faith in His ultimate plan.

GOD removes his mask to reveal himself as Father Gerald Shepherd.  ONLY is Mother Mavis, HAS is Brother David, and MERCY is Sister Virginia.  Gerald’s face looks riddled with utter disgust.

Gerald:  Tonight, I have no doubt in my mind that I am going to destroy Mark Cross and any hope that he has for facing O’Malley at Violent Conduct.  By the power and grace of God himself, that spot belongs to me.  And I have no qualms about doing whatever it takes, because I have sat back as hacks like Mark Cross and O’Malley have led us to the mercy of GRIME, not giving a good gosh darn about the fight.  All while the fans stand out there and boo us as if we are the bad guys, even though we were the first ones to take the fight to GRIME, and win no less.

Gerald looks like he just can’t believe that the words coming out of his mouth are true, and yet, they are.  He shakes his head and even lets out an exasperated chuckle.

Gerald:  I once told everyone that I was gonna come into SCU and lead us with tough love.  I did for a while, until I had my confidence shaken by a rhino.

Gerald shudders as David chuckles.  Gerald elbows him in the side but pretends nothing has happened and he doesn’t skip a beat.

Gerald:  I realize that I have softened up, and it explains why the Good Shepherds have been in a dry spell.  It’s time to get ruthless again, and aim high as the sky.  Just as Mother Mavis will be bringing home the SCU Underground Championship to the church later tonight, I will be doing the same at Violent Conduct.

Mavis claps her hands and then steps forward.

Mavis:  Dahlia Rotten and Merlot Ayano, the heathens who already represent the championship scene of Sin City Underground… after tonight, there will be one less jezebel holding onto a title, and the gold will be around the waist of the righteous.

David:  Amen, Mother!

Virginia:  Amen my sister in Christ!

Mavis:  This is only one of the many glories that will be bestowed upon the Shepherds.  Gerald’s victory over Mark Cross is only the beginning.

Gerald nods and he steps to the forefront once more.

Gerald:  It’s no longer a question of if I will claim the top position in the company.  It is about when it will happen.  Tonight, I answer the question when I defeat Mark Cross and bring the prophecy closer to fruition.  We’ll see just who has lost their marbles, you spineless, child-abandoning piece of scum, answering to a woman.  And you have the nerve to question my beliefs and actions?  It’s not even a fair fight, O’Malley.  It really isn’t.  But, you’re too stubborn to listen, and I’m too eager to get to the top to try to convince you.  We’ll have our day.

Gerald nods and takes his mask and walks it over to a barrel on fire.  He drops it in, and sheds the hood and the gloves, as do the rest of the Shepherds.  The flames rise higher as they walk off.



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, Ivan, Andrew and Omasa Tazu has with Max Burke, Angel of Filth, Vixen and Gold.

Hitamashii-I told you that Javier and Eric would not distract me, and they didn’t.  Andrew and I were focused, and we got the victory.  Yeah, Omasa had some issues with Angel later in the night, but we will dispose of that issue next week.

Andrew-There is not a damn thing that can be done to slow us down.  Dying Breed, Hitamashii and Omasa are on a roll and nothing, I mean NOTHING, will derail us, especially those who claim to be as violent as the quartet we are facing.  We will show them that we are the most violent quartet ever assembled.

Ivan-I know that one day the 4 of us will hold gold, it is just a matter of time until we get there, and I have a good feeling Hitamashii will be the first one of us to obtain gold when he defeats Max Burke whenever that match takes place.

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 as the scene fades to black.



VS

Coby Quik vs Damian Dark



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 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.

Dralyn: And his opponent!!!

The lights go off and you here Let Me In playing through the speakers. The devil's here and outcomes Damian Dark in a casket will descend to the ring with red liquid on top of it.

Darlyn: On the way to the ring… Damian Dark!!!


Ding! Ding! Ding!

Chad: Here we go with this one under way, Damian Dark and Coby Quik tie up. Damian being a bit stronger of the two sends Coby to the ropes.

Gena: Coby bounces off and charges at Damian jumping towards him hitting a Diving Crossbody! Damian goes down, but gets right back up. Coby quickly goes for a dropkick but gets blocked by Damian Dark. Coby gets up but gets hits with a European Uppercut, he stumbles back as Damian drops Coby with a Running leaping Shoulder Block.

Chad: Damian hits a Springboard Leg Drop to Coby. Damian goes for the cover!

One!!!
Kickout!

Chad: Coby kicks out with a lot of strength as he looks a bit angry all of a sudden.

Gena: Coby gets up as Damian goes for a Leaping Clothesline but misses as Coby ducks it.

Chad: Coby grabs Damian Dark….. DDT! Damian gets back up, Coby grabs him again… swinging neckbreacker!

Gena: The crowd is on fire with cheers as Coby drops down to one knee for the cover.

One!!!
Two!!!
Kickout!

Chad: Damian kicks out, Coby picks up Damian Dark, Who starts hits Coby in the chest with a few forearm shots. Coby back steps a bit before he begins to block the punches and ducks one punch.

Gena: Damian tries to grab Coby next, but misses. Coby however grabs Damian and sends him to the ropes.

Chad: Damian springs off of the ropes and grabs Coby’s head… Springboard Stunner!!! Coby is down!!! Damian goes for the cover!

One!!!
Two!!!
Thr-Kickout!

Gena: Another kick out by Coby. Damian quickly picks Coby up and bounces her off of the ropes, looking for a Roll Up Pin combo, but Coby manages to grab the ropes.

Chad: This gives Coby a chance to collect himself. He takes a deep breath as Damian scurries to his feet.

Gena: Damian moves in, but Coby is waiting for him and he busts out a combo… Two punches followed by a Shoot Kick, followed by a Spinning Backfist followed by a Spinning Lariat.

Chad: Damian goes down again. Coby thou picks him back up… Damian quickly kicks him in the gut and nails a DDT!!

Gena: Damian goes for the cover but doesn’t even get a one count.

Chad:Damian tries to grab Coby but he hits Damian with a Dropkick. Coby runs around the ring coming back hitting Damian with another dropkick!

Gena: Damian goes down, Coby runs to the corner and sits on the top turnbuckle. Damian rolls to his side, Coby gets ghis feet on the top turnbuckle and stands there as Damian sits up then slowly starts to get to his feet.


Chad: Coby jumps off!!! Damian extends his arm out to counter with a chokeslam… Coby wraps his feet around Damians neck while holding on to Damian’s arm. Damien stans on his feet as Coby dangles in the air locking on his “Quik2Sleep" (Flying Triangle Leg Choke while hanging from a standing opponent.)

Gena: Damian, tries to move his body around, trying to get Coby to fall off but he has this locked in. Damian, starts heading towards the ropes.

Chad: Coby uses his weight to swing his body around to cause his back to hit the ropes before Damian can reach them. His back bounces off the ropes, Damian goes three steps away from the ropes… Damian drops to one knee and taps out!!!! THis one is over, Coby Quik wins with his submission hold right in the middle of the ring!


Ding! Ding! Ding!

Darlyn: The winner of this match by tap outl... Coby Quik!!!

"Welcome to the World" begins to play as Coby gets to his feet. Damian goes down to the mat. Coby nods at the fans as he yells…

Coby: That’s What’s Up!

Crowd: That’s what’s Up!!!

Coby exits the  ring as the crowd cheers him on.



GRIME member Jade walks out onto the ramp as boos begin to echo around her.  She looks around for a moment before raising the microphone in her hand….

Jade: I care about your feelings as much as my would be tag partner cares about life in general.  Tonight I will have the esteemed privilege of carrying yet another wrestler not fit to carry my luggage.  In front of, well all of you.  Yet I find myself concerned about one thing, and one thing only.  What’s in it for me?  I’d sooner leave everyone involved in this match laid out and wishing they had never crossed my path in the first damn place.

Masked Jade reaches into her back pocket and then produces an extendable baton that she extends as she resumes speaking….

Jade: Let me be crystal clear.  This is my problem solver.  Apathy, Celeste, and Orchid are all of my problems here tonight.  I could care less who is under those masks, the fact remains neither of you are me.  Neither of you could be me.  I am going to beat the hell out of whichever of you I get my hands on to win.  I am not above beating the hell out of both of you to win.  You both can bet your bottom dollar that all of you are looking at the one woman in a mask who damn sure will do whatever I need to do to get where I want.

Apathy, I’ll lay it out like this.  Pull your weight, or don’t.  Contribute to the win, or don’t.  Screw me over out there, or don’t.  Just understand this, whether you care or not, what you decide to do as my partner will only fuel my decision as to whether or not I am going to cannibalize you out there.  I have no problem dropping you right where you stand, I owe you nothing.  The win is the only thing I care about and the only thing that matters to me, cost me a win at your own risk.

Masked member Jade drops the microphone and walks away as the crowd boos….



Just outside of the GRIME Women’s Locker Room area, we see a lone figure, sitting on an equipment box in yogi position.  Her head is bowed, and covered by the hood of her jacket.  We can hear the sharp, but slow inhalation of air, and a pause, before slowly exhaling.  This is repeated.  Nick, the newly appointed GRIME interviewer, approaches her and tries to get a peek under the hood.  He smirks and then motions for the camera to come closer.  He takes a microphone and raises it to his mouth.

Nick:  I was wondering where you were hiding.

Woman:  I am not hiding.  I am out in plain sight.

She lifts her head, and we can see that it’s Kittie under the hood.  She pushes back the hood and looks right at Nick, and then to the microphone.  She closes her eyes and takes in another deep breath, her nostrils flaring out as she does so.  Pause.  Release.

Nick:  Tonight, you got a big match against Ruby, the woman you faced at Summer XXXTreme, alongside Vixen, for the GRIME World Nightmare Championship.  Any thoughts?

Kittie takes another deep breath. Pause. Release.  She then opens her eyes and slides down from the box to a standing position.

Kittie:  No.

Nick:  All of that build up, just for a “no”?  Come on, girl.  You gotta have something going on in your head about this match.

Kittie raises the corner of her mouth and shrugs, almost as if she regrets feeling that way.

Kittie:  When there’s nothing rolling around in that head of hers but playing slap ass and bossing around some Magenta wearing bitch who is okay with being called a whore, what can I really say?

Nick:  Rumor has it that the bosses will be paying close attention to this match.

Kittie rolls her eyes.  But then she closes them and takes another deep breath.  Pause.  Release. Her eyes open.

Kittie:  How can I say this nicely?  I can’t.  So let me try being honest.  I don’t give a flying fuck if the bosses are watching this insult of a match or not.  Ruby is not worth my time.  I am a former Bombshell Champion, the second in history.  The first ever Bombshell Roulette Champion.  I opened Sin City Wrestling.  Who the hell is Ruby?  Her claim to fame was being a dead woman’s bitch.  She might have gained a better idea of the importance of safe driving from Misty, but that’s about fucking it.

Nick wants to say something, but he’s honestly shocked.  Kittie gives a pure look of contempt.  She doesn’t give Nick a chance to say anything.

Kittie:  If Ruby thinks that her little friend “Debbi” is going to scare me, then she’s fucking mistaken.  I’ve dealt with much bigger whips, and much bigger sadists.  Guess what?  They’re not around.  But I am.  I’m standing right here, trying to calm myself down so that I don’t end Ruby’s career just because she’s in my way.  I’m trying not to outclass her too much, because the depth of ladies in GRIME isn’t all that great.  Unless we’ve got some major names hiding under those masks, we’ve got Esther Azarov, Queen of Apathy, Piper Beckett, Helena Jeckel, and Ruby.  We need to work with what we have, and sadly, that’s not much.

Nick:  So you’re saying that you’re better than those five?  What about Angel of Filth?  Vixen Staggs?

Kittie:  Really?  Angel of Filth got me back into wrestling when I thought my days of wrestling were over.  Vixen is a Hall of Famer, grand slam SCW champion.  Only one of those things amounts to shit inside of the ring.  Take a guess who I see on my level?

Nick:  Vixen Staggs?

Kittie:  Bingo, Nicholas.  Angel of Filth couldn’t lick my wrestling boots.  She belongs with Ruby and the other curs I named.  Vixen is the one that I’m gunning for, one on one.  I’ll check off every name between me and her until we get that chance.  And the Ruby’s and Esther’s won’t stop me.

Nick nods his head.

Nick:  Okay… Confidence in a woman is almost as attractive as her crazy.

Kittie:  And I’m known for having both.  So was there anything else?  Should I give you my opinions on the 2020 election?  Perhaps climate control? The continuously rising numbers of COVID cases in the US?

Nick pauses and slowly starts to step away.

Nick:  No thanks.  Good luck tonight.

Kittie:  And good luck to you too.  I hear Indigo is easy after a few drinks. You’re welcome.

With that, Kittie climbs back onto the equipment box and crosses her legs.  She raises her arms up to her side and pinches her fingers together as she practices deep breathing.



Merlot Ayano: Have always heard third time is charm.

Her words ring out even before the pre-recorded video starts. The first scene that the audience is introduced to is Merlot doing some conditioning. She’s running laps around an outdoor track. It's unclear what number she’s on, but her breathing and body language seems quite normal. A few seconds pass before her voice blares out once more.

Merlot Ayano: Many people wrestle for long time and never hold top prize. Hell, many people wrestle for long time and never even get chance to fight for one. Merlot? Merlot been fortunate. Became Champion of Seishin. Won Omega Academy Fenris Championship. Won XWF Championship. Have been to top of mountain main times over. However, one still eludes Merlot―

Cut to Merlot inside of a gym. Her legs are intertwined with a sit-up machine. The SCU Combat Champion alternates between throwing a punch and throwing an elbow upon each come up, all while keeping her core tight.

Merlot Ayano: Is no secret that Merlot wishes to be SCU Underground Champion. Have made that clear since very beginning. And throughout time here, have had two chances to win it. Have come up short both. Got beaten the first time. And while it hurt, was able to live with it. Even the best lose. But second one? Was robbed in second match by interference. Has never sat well with Merlot. Never.

There’s another camera cut as Merlot switches to some heavy bag work. She starts off with some punches. There’s a lot of power behind them. There’s a lot of frustration behind them as well.

Merlot Ayano: Mother Mavis? Is trickster. Is also wildcard for match. Wildcard because she is least predictable in battle. Makes her hard to read, hard to put down for count. Makes her dangerous, no doubt. But maybe not as dangerous as Underground Champion herself. Dahlia? Is special talent. Have fought when challenged for SCU Television Championship. She’s difficult to match up with. So much power. So much speed. And good mind inside ring. Did what no one else could do. Beat Celeste. Hell, beat Celeste twice in a row to win championship. Was feat no one ever saw coming.

Those punches transform into precise, stiff kicks.

Merlot Ayano: Would be easy to walk into this match feeling fearful. But, have to hold head up high. Have to be confident. Mavis and Dahlia have done crazy things in ring. But have to remember, Merlot has as well. Came into SCU and blazed through that tournament. Become third person to win Mayhem Survival. Beat Dahlia to win Television Championship. And won Combat Championship while holding Television Championship.

Her last kick sends an echo throughout the arena. Afterwards, she wipes some sweat away from her brow.

Merlot Ayano: SCU has been in chaos and turmoil for long time now. Something crazy happens every week. But one thing that SCU can count on is that Merlot will fight. Maybe is what SCU needs right now. And that same fight won’t leave Merlot if win Underground Championship. If anything, will just grow stronger. Hai…

She nods her head after that last word. The camera starts to fade shortly after.

[Underground]

Vs


Inferno Tables Match
Monstimals vs Cyan and Yellow

Liam:  The following contest is an Inferno Table Match and is scheduled for one fall!!!  Iiiiiiiiiiiiintroducing first, the team of Lord Raab and Samuel McPherson… The Monstimals!!!

Monster and Animal I Have Become (mash up) by Skillet and Three Days Grace play over the sound system as Samuel McPherson and Lord Raab come through the curtain with Henry Losak behind them as they walk side by side together to the ring, ignoring the fans as they step over the top rope together while Henry goes through the middle rope. Raab and Samuel do a holdup in the ring with the fans booing on them as Henry steps out of the ring with Raab and Samuel stand in the ring waiting for the match to start.

Liam:  Aaaaaand their opponents, representing the masked members of GRIME, they are… Yellow and Cyan!!!

Cyan and Yellow jump the barricade, coming from two different ends of the crowd.  They meet up and then climb inside of the ring.  They talk strategy as they look over at The Monstimals, nodding and high fiving.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Ada:  Cyan and Yellow both slide out of the ring and they pick up a few tables.  They slide them inside of the ring, one at a time.

Rob:  The Monstimals just watch, almost confused at first.  Cyan and Yellow slide five, six, seven, eight tables inside of the ring.

Ada:  Yellow rolls inside of the ring and sets up a table.  He ducks under a Clothesline from Raab, and bounces off the opposite ropes.

Rob:  As he comes back, Sam lifts him up into a Back Body Drop right through the table!

Crowd:  YEAHHHHH!!!

Rob:  Yellow is laid out as Raab turns right into a kick to the gut from Cyan.  Cyan does a DDT and then picks up a piece of the table and throws it down on top of Raab.

Ada:  Cyan stomps the piece of wood a few times until Sam spins him around and nails a Throat Thrust.  Sam picks up Cyan for a Body Slam and puts him on the ground.

Rob:  Sam picks up one of the tables and sets it up in the corner.  He picks Cyan up and looks to send him through the table.

Ada:  Sam finds himself pressed up against the table as Cyan slides down his back and hits a Dropkick to his back.  Cyan rushes back and runs right at Sam for a Body Avalanche.

Rob: But Sam moves out of the way and Cyan goes through the table instead!  Raab grabs Cyan from the debris of broken table and he and Sam do a Double Running Powerslam!

Ada:  Yellow finds his way to his feet.  He grabs the can of gas from outside of the ring and he whistles.  As Sam turns around, Yellow splashes him with the gas and pours some into his mouth.

Rob:  As Sam turns around and Yellow spits the gas through the flame of a lighter.  Sam is ignited and the fans go nuts!

Crowd:  HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Ada:  Yellow splashes Raab with it, but Raab is much quicker to Spear Yellow to the ground.  He dumps the gas over Yellow and struggles to find the lighter.

Rob:  He doesn’t find it, and Cyan pulls a flare gun from his pocket.  He shoots it at Raab’s back, sending him up in flames!

Crowd:  OH MY GOD!!!

Ada:  Cyan watches on as Raab falls onto Yellow, setting him ablaze as well.  Cyan sets up a table and waits as Raab rises.  He hits a Spinning Kick and Raab falls onto the table.

Rob:  After a second, the table catches fire.  Medics are waiting at ringside with fire extinguishers, but no man is ready to give up.  Yellow climbs onto the top rope, still on fire.

Ada:  He signs as his mask starts to melt off, and his hooded jacket is basically nothing.  He leaps off with a Five Star Frog Splash, but Raab move, and he goes right through the flaming table!!!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Liam:  Here are your winners… The Monstimals!!!

A cloud of fire retardant floods the ring, causing a fog to cover our view.  After a moment, it settles, and the medics are checking on Yellow, whose mask is stuck to half of his face.  The other half, we can see parts of the man’s face, but not enough to identify him.  His bleached hair, partly scorched, is seen as well.  A bit of face paint is smeared.

Ada:  That man looks awfully familiar, but I can’t fully tell.  Does this count as an unmasking?

Cyan checks on Yellow as well, as The Monstimals refuse medical attention.  They raise their arms up in victory.  They turn to leave with Henry Lozak, but pause to enjoy the gruesome sight in front of them for just a few more minutes.



Ruby is seen backstage along with her “pet,” masked GRIME member Magenta. Ruby seems to be rather angry as she paces back and forth, gripping “Debbi” tightly in her hand, so much so her knuckles are going white. Magenta stands against the wall, watching Ruby pace.

Ruby: Who does she think she is?! Trying to play herself off so calm and collected like that?! She dared to imply that I’m not worthy of facing Vixen? I’m going to make her—WHAT?!

Ruby whips around quickly as Magenta taps her on her shoulder. Magenta jumps back, knowing immediately she has made a mistake.

Ruby: What do you think, whore? Do you think I’m not worthy?

Ruby holds “Debbi” up to Magenta’s mask covered chin, her eyes narrowed as she glares at Magenta threateningly. Magenta shakes her head nervously.

Ruby: Do you think, despite Kittie’s past accomplishments that she stands a chance against me tonight? Just because she was the second Bombshell Champion? Because being second is even something to brag about?

Magenta again shakes her head. Ruby keeps “Debbi” placed against her chin.

Ruby: She’s so quick to call me a dead woman’s bitch, yet she was just as much her bitch. She will always be in her shadow, trying to prove herself, even to this day. Poor little Kittie Kat, still so green with envy.

Magenta giggles, and Ruby responds by whipping her hard with “Debbi.” Magenta cowers.

Ruby: I am not one to be underestimated, whore! I may not have found my footing in this company yet, but I will soon enough and it begins tonight with Kittie, do you hear me?! Do you want a preview of what Kittie is going to experience?

Magenta oddly starts nodding as she drops down to her knees. Ruby laughs.

Ruby: Of course you do. You’re a good little whore, and I’ll be only too happy to give you what you want. As for Kittie? She’ll be begging me to stop, which will only make it oh so much worse for her.

Magenta crawls closer to Ruby, and Ruby soon starts whipping her repeatedly with “Debbi.” Even through her clothes, it’s enough to inflict some serious amount of pain but Magenta never tries to get away. She remains on her knees, taking the beating and reaching towards Ruby. Ruby laughs the entire time, getting a sick sense of enjoyment over what she is doing.



Vs

Ladder Match
Kittie vs Ruby

Liam:  The following contest is a Ladder Match for a chance to face Vixen Staggs at Violent Conduct for the GRIME World Nightmare Championship!  Already in the ring, we have… Ruby and Kittie!!!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Ada:  Ruby goes outside of the ring to pick up the ladder.  However, Kittie is right behind her, and she punches her through the ladder rungs.

Rob:  She drops the ladder, and both ladies get into a brawl.  Kittie takes a few solid hits, stumbling backwards.  She then hits a Headbutt.

Ada:  Ruby isn’t shy, and she throws one just as hard back at Kittie.  The two tie up, but it turns into a hair pulling contest, roaring about as they try to get the upper hand.

Rob:  Kittie grabs Ruby and hits the Kat’s Cradle (Twist of Fate) right on top of the ladder on the ground.  She looks down at Ruby and begins slapping the back of her head.

Kittie:  You think you’re on my level, huh?  You think you’re going to face Vixen at Violent Conduct?! Fuck that!!!

Ada:  Strong words from Kittie.  She picks Ruby up and hits a Bodyslam to the ground.  She picks the ladder up and slides it inside of the ring. She looks back to see Ruby still on the ground.

Rob:  Kittie slides inside of the ring after the ladder.  She struggles to set it upright, let alone getting it set up.  She finally does, and she gets it set up in the right spot.

Ada:  Kittie begins climbing up, using her speed advantage to get halfway up. However, the crowd boos as Kittie finds a steel chair to her back.

Rob:  Ruby is a bit woozy, but with a smile on her face.  She cracks the chair over Kittie’s back again, and Kittie falls down.  Ruby brutalizes Kittie with it, busting open Kittie’s forehead and knocking her out.

Ada:  Ruby gets a few more good hits in before she slides some of the blood off of the chair.  She slips her fingers over it and giggles.  She throws the chair to the ground and begins climbing.

Rob:  She isn’t as fast after the Kat’s Cradle, but she gets just over half way up before stopping for a breather.  She looks down to see Kittie still out on the ground.  She takes another step.

Ada:  She doesn’t make it up too much further before Kittie rolls over and begins shaking the ladder from the floor.  She gets another rung closer, but Kittie pulls herself up and shakes.

Rob:  Kittie isn’t getting the results she wants, so she climbs up the other side, barely as fast as Ruby is climbing.

Ada:  Ruby grabs onto the contract, ready to rip it off when Kittie punches her in the throat.  Ruby holds her throat and swings one arm for a punch.

Rob:  Kittie grabs Ruby’s head and bashes it on the top of the ladder repeatedly until finally she throws Ruby to the mat below!  She steps up once more and grabs onto the contract, ripping it off!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Liam:  Here is your winner, going on to face Vixen Staggs at Violent Conduct for the GRIME World Nightmare Championship… Kittie!!!

Kittie dips her finger in her forehead.  She signs the paper in her own blood as “Lollirot” plays over the speakers.  She looks down as Ruby growls angrily.  Kittie climbs down the ladder and slides out of the ring.  Medics attempt to help her, but she pushes them away and skips up the rampway with the contract in her hand.



We find our way inside of the SCU women’s locker room where Valentina and Angel Kash are seen checking out their outfits in the mirror.  Once they are satisfied with the placement, they high five one another and then laugh together.

Valentina:  We look so hot tonight, mami.

Val gives Angel a look that says “Damn”.  Angel shrugs and nods her head.  Val takes a step closer to the mirror, giving her reflection a kiss.

Valentina:  I would even say that we are the two hottest chicks in this building right now.  Don’t you agree?

Angel: Isn’t that obvious I mean I think the television title on my shoulder completes this look.

Angel says showing off her gold outfit smirking at the mirror.  As she grabs her Iphone and takes a selfie with Valintina. Both giving a kissey face.

Angel: We are a step above these poverty stricken rejects and losers I can’t believe they think for one second that Krystal Wolfe was going to take this title off my shoulder. I mean if anything I should ban her from television.

Val laughs and then flips her hair over her shoulder in an arrogant manner.

Valentina:  I mean, somebody should. That would be the best thing you could do for the fans with that busted face and that ironically blue emo hair. As the Television Champion, you should totally censor her.

Val laughs at the thought.  She is cut short as there is a nasally laugh that comes from the doorway.  The camera turns to see Delia Darling standing there with her arms cross over her chest, leaning on the doorway.  She is wearing a crop top and cut off jean shorts, understated on purpose.  She removes a red sucker from her mouth that matches the red of her lips.  Her sunglasses hide her eyes so that we can’t see them to know what kind of laugh she is giving us.

Delia:  Z’e two hottest chicks in z’e building, no?  Funny, because I s’ought it was myself and Veronica Taylor.  But, I could see many os’er uggos z’ey could have teamed me wi’s…

Valentina:  Get over yourself, grandma.  Your time was over a whole century ago.  You’re like Marilyn Monroe, and we’re like Kate Upton and Ariana Grande… Relevant.

Valentina shrugs her shoulders and mouths “Sorry, not sorry” silently to Delia.  Delia taps Val on the forehead with the sticky lollipop and then whips her ponytail, smacking Angel in the face with it lightly.

Delia:  Sorry bout it.  Get it right, henny…

Angel: Ugh listen don’t ever touch us like that again! Do you know who we are? We are the Boss Bitches who run this show now. I am the current SCW TV Champion, and greatest SCU Underground champion of al time. And this is Valentina and she is going to be holding her own piece of gold soon enough. This time her way by that I mean our way…

Angel says with a sneer on her face

Valentina:  Yeah.  What she said.  You have a lot of nerve touching me with your herpes covered sucker.  I should sue you for biological terrorism, bitch.

Delia chortles and checks her appearance in the mirror.  She fluffs up her ponytail and then turns back to face Valentina.  She lowers her sunglasses to show pure venom in her eyes.

Delia:  Vous has z’e nerve to tell me I have nerve?  Impressive.  Last I checked, vous did not speak for yourself.  Z’e “Trillion Dollar Princess” was talking for you now.  Just as Mark Cross did before.  Finding your voice is a good start.  We might stand a chance of winning next week after all…

Valentina:  ¿De verdad quieres escuchar cómo suena mi voz, cara de caballo, zorra, maloliente culo, perra geriátrica? (Do you really want to hear what my voice sounds like, you horse faced, skanky, smelly assed, geriatric bitch?)  Okay, puta. Here’s my voice.  As long as we are teamed with you, we’re going to lose because you refuse… REFUSE… to realize that you are way… WAYYYY… past your prime.  Get over yourself and fall in line, because Boss Bitches are the new in crowd, and your little Tina Fey rip off comedy routine can’t sit with us… Bitch!

Val gets in Delia’s face, and Delia’s jaw clenches.  The two are about ready to come to blows when Veronica Taylor walks into the room, smiling as she just sits back to watch.

Veronica: Ugh will all of you chill like so not in the mood right now! I mean Uglest and company tonight are going to get whats coming to them. That we know, but like your First Class Mean Girl is the hottest in the room hell hottest on the show or any show for that matter. But not that argument is squared away.

Veronica says in a smug tone.

Veronica: Lets talk about the fact that our opponents next week think for one second they have a shot? Really me and Angel here are former Underground Champions,Delia is a former SCW Bombshells Champion. I mean that alone speaks volumes.

Angel: Duh, as I have said Melissa Ruin thinks because she’s teaming the former Underground Champion, and her French Bulldog faced partner. Also Mchi sounds like some poor people brand trying to act like its fancy.

Delia nods her head.

Delia:  At least we can all agree on one s’ing.  Even if we cannot agree on z’e order, we are z’e four hottest girls in SCU.  Even if 2015 isn’t around anymore…

Delia glares over at Val, who glares right back.  After a long silence, Valentina nods her head.  She sighs.

Valentina:  Even if 2015 isn’t relevant anymore, we are the top girls and the Witchy Bitches, The Best of the Worst Ruin Sister, and I already forgot the other one’s name because she’s not only ugly, but hasn’t done anything worth noting aside from teaming with Eyesnsane.  Like Melissa, only more sad.

Veronica: You're telling me I am so sick of the treatment they are jealous of us lets be honest. I’d be jealous too if I looked lke any of them I mean their fashion choices are total fuggo duh!

Angel smirked giggling in a bitchy manner.

Angel: Ugh Melissa Ruin is a ungrateful bitch who without me would of been stuck in the guter with her sisters. I was nice enough to take her out along with Chanelle and made them something bigger than they would of been. I mean look at us now Melissa has no title I do.

Delia:  And Celeste, z’e former champion who got beat… She’s beaten down and broken now.  Jenifer can’t save her at z’is point.  It’s just sad.  And it’s only obvious to us, z’at z’ey booked z’is match to make us look good… like we need z’e help.

Valentina:  Even if you are the weakest link on the team, Deelz, you have a point.

Delia:  Weakest link my ass… But I get you are making a joke, pretending to be one of z’e jealous bitches we’re facing next week.  Or, maybe you’re not pretending, and you really are jealous?

Delia looks at Val, waiting for her to say something.  As Val is about to say something, she is cut off.

Veronica: Ugh enough like we can continue this later whats more important is that we give the basic uggo freaks the make overs they so need. Because quite frankly, They so need it like they should all be forced to wear mask.

Angel soon crips in.

Angel: I do agree the last thing I want is to catch some sort of peasant virus or whatever. But lets take down these btiches and prove once again who really runs this show.




Vs


Harcdore Tag Team Match
Jade and Queen of Apathy vs Celeste and Orchid

Liam:  The following Hardcore Tag Team Contest is scheduled for one fall.  Only one member from each team is permitted inside of the ring at a time.  The winners of this match will go on to face Angel Kash on Underground Episode 72 in a Triple Threat!!!

The lights dim down as the opening beat of "Tear You Apart" begins playing. Once the words begin, a shadow emerges from the back as a slow strobe of white light shows off her curves. As the music picks up, the lights come on to see Apathy standing at the top of the ramp, her hands on her hips, and an expressionless face glowing in the light.  Next to her is masked member Jade.

Liam: Making her way to the ring by way of Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 125lb and standing at 5'10" she is... Queen of Apathy… And her partner… masked member Jade!!!

As she is announced, she struts down to the ring with Jade right next to her.  Apathy is hearing the fans trying to goad emotion from her. She doesn't give in as she slides under the bottom rope and Jade slides in next. She turns over on her back and worms her way across the ring before pulling herself part way up in the corner as she and Jade discuss strategy.

Liam:  Aaaaaaand their opponents.  Representing the masked members of GRIME, they are… Celeste and Orchid!!!

Upon being announced, Celeste comes out to the beat of “Sex Metal Barbie”, and the crowd boos at her for it.  She pretends to blow kisses as she comes to the stage.  Orchid comes out right behind her and they make their way to the ring.  Sliding inside of the ring, they go to their corner and decide who will start things off.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Rob:  Celeste and Apathy start the match off.  They come to the center of the ring and Apathy bows.  Celeste acts as if she’s going to bow in return, but punches her instead.

Ada:  Apathy stumbles back and Celeste hits her with a kick.  However, Apathy gives her a nod and gets into position.  The two trade hard hitting kicks back and forth.

Rob:  Apathy ducks under one kick and then knocks Celeste off her feet.  She stomps her a few good times before coming off the ropes and dropping an elbow across her chest for the cover.

One!

Ada:  Orchid is inside with an elbow to the back of Apathy’s head.  She pulls her off of Celeste and kicks her in the gut.

Rob:  The referee Jarron Johnson picks Orchid up and literally tosses her to the outside of the ring through the ropes, holding up one finger.

Ada:  Talk about enforcing the only rule.  Jade claps her hands, but Celeste gets up from the floor and does a La Magistral Pin!

One!
Two!

Rob:  Jade breaks up the cover.  However, she is smart enough to step back to the outside.  Celeste rushes over at her, looking for a Superkick.

Ada:  But Jade ducks and Celeste’s leg gets hung up on the top rope.  Queen tags in Jade, and Jade does a Dragon Screw, bringing Celeste down to the mat in an Ankle Lock.

Rob:  Celeste is able to pull herself over to her corner before the hold is locked on, and she tags at Orchid, missing and slapping her chest to tag.

Ada:  Orchid looks down at Celeste for a second, holding her tit before slowly getting inside of the ring.  She side steps Jade and slaps her right across the face.

Rob:  Jade knees her in the gut and then is able to lift her up into a Powerbomb, but Orchid nearly slaps the mask off of Jade.  She falls back into a Hurricanrana…

Ada:  But Jade is able to hold on for an Elevated Boston Crab.  Orchid shouts out as she tries to turn herself toward her corner.  She is almost there when Celeste steps down from the apron.

Rob:  She reaches under the ring and she pulls out a stop sign.  She slides inside and bashes Jade over the head with it, sending her to the mat.

Ada:  She drops it and exits the ring as the referee tries to eject her.  Orchid shouts out at Celeste, who just shrugs her shoulders. Sounds like she told her not to suck so bad.

Rob:  Orchid waits until Celeste’s head is turned, and she punches Celeste in the face.  Celeste enters the ring, and as Orchid exits the ring…

Ada: Celeste turns around and grabs her by the jacket and yanks her over the top ropes and into the ring.  They begin brawling back and forth.

Rob:  Jade takes advantage as the referee takes Celeste and puts her outside, and Jade hits a Swinging Tornado DDT to Orchid and covers her!

One!
Two!
Three!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Liam:  Here are your winners, taking on Angel Kash on Episode 72… Queen of Apathy and Jade!!!

Neither woman kicks a gift horse in the mouth.  They raise their arms briefly, and then exit the ring as Celeste and Orchid look at one another with rage in their eyes.  They look as if they are about to come to blows, but Jarron slaps his chest and points to them both.  No one wants none of that, so they begrudgingly make their exits as well.



The show cuts backstage to Marissa.

Marissa: Welcome back everyone please welcome my guest at this time the Underground Champion Dahlia Rotten.

Dahlia and Sarah step into the interview area.

Marissa: Tonight you defend your title against Mother Mavis, and Merlot Ayano with the winner going on to face Melissa Ruin in the main event of  Violent Conduct’s pre-show.

Dahlia: Marissa, tonight I admit I’m in for a fight, Merlot and I have thrown down in the past and well she once beat me for this very title, so I know what to expect from her inside the ring, Mother Mavis has proven herself to be a very good competitor, and I don’t know what her take is on my rather unique lifestyle, but honestly tonight it's about defending my title, and going on the Violent Conduct pre-show against Melissa Ruin.

Sarah: Are you aware of the fact that viewership of pay per view pre-shows is less than five percent, meaning people put no stock in what happens in the pre-show and chooses not to watch, but the few loyal folks that do tend to see some great matches, matches that in most cases belong on the main show, if not for constant politics and jealousy from those who think they are better than SCUM and GRIME, but it’s okay Mariss we know SCU and GRIME are the superior organizations, and maybe someday we’ll be given the proper chance to prove it.

Dahlia and Sarah walk off.



Vs

Lumberjack Match
Mark Cross vs Father Gerald Shepherd

The SCU Lumberjacks surround the ring.

Darlyn:  The following contest is a Lumberjack Match to determine the number one contender for the SCU Underground Championship at Violent Conduct! 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.

A white light flashes over the crowd that is almost blinding.  It returns to a more tolerable brightness as "Spirit In the Sky" by Norman Greenbaum begins to play through the arena.  The crowd boos and gets louder when the announcer speaks up.

Darlyn: On his way to the ring from Tulsa, Oklahoma he is 6'6" and weighed in this morning at 275lb. Representing The Church of The Good Shepherds he is Father Gerald Shepherd!

And the boos become louder.  Gerald runs out onto the stage, throwing his hands in the air, looking up.  He nods his head and smiles when he goes back and forth across the stage.  He holds His Holy Word in his hand as he shouts out a verse.  He walks down the ramp as he continues to read. He sits it on the ring steps and runs up them.  He walks across the apron as he seeks His praise. He gets inside of the ring and slowly spins around before settling in a corner and waits for the match to start.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Chad:  And we’re back!  Father Gerald is on fire as he rushes Cross into the corner.  He assaults him with left’s and rights.

Gena:  Cross ducks under after a few hits, but Gerald spins around with a Discus Haymaker and puts Cross on the ground.  He picks Cross up and sends him into the ropes.

Chad:  Cross grabs hold of the ropes and jumps over them, landing on the apron.  As Gerald comes at him, Cross drops down and pulls the ropes.

Gena:  Gerald topples to the outside where David and Mavis assist him back up and safe from the other Lumberjacks.

Chad:  As Gerald gets up, Cross bumps into the ropes, sending him back and on top of Mavis and David.  Jamie rushes over and begins hammering away at Gerald before sending him back inside.

Gena:  Cross stomps on Gerald and then lifts him up.  He comes off the ropes with a Dropkick that sends Gerald backwards.  He grabs Gerald and flings him into the corner.

Chad:  Cross slams Gerald’s face into the turnbuckle.  He then falls back into a Catapult, sending Gerald face first into the mat.  He goes for the pin.

One!
Two!

Gena:  Mavis reaches inside of the ring and pulls Gerald’s foot to get him out of the pin.  Cross shakes his head and pulls Gerald back, but Gerald hits a Headbutt right to Cross’ crotch!

Crowd:  OOOOOOHHHHHHHH!

Chad:  Gerald rolls Cross up from behind.

One!
Two!
Kickout!

Chad:  Cross gets a shoulder up.  Gerald picks Cross up and sends him into the ropes.  As he comes back, Gerald looks for the Ray of Light, but Cross pushes Gerald away.  He goes for a kick.

Gena:  Gerald barely misses a foot to the face.  He grabs Cross’ leg and sends elbows down on his knee.  He then tosses Cross to the outside to catch his breath.

Chad:  Mac Bane and Damien Dark begin hammering away at Cross, not even trying to get him back to the ring.

Gena:  Jason and Mason Fox come around and begin fighting both men, allowing Cross to stumble back to the ring.  He gets inside, and as he rises up, Gerald comes out of nowhere with the Ray of Light (Diamond Cutter)!  He hooks the leg!

One!
Two!
Three!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Darlyn:  Here is your winner and Number One Contender to the Underground Championship… Father Gerald Shepherd!!!

The crowd boos, but the booing gets even louder when O’Malley slides in through the gap in Lumberjacks.  He waits for Gerald to get up, as “Spirit in the Sky” is playing.  Gerald holds his arms up in the air, and as he turns around due to Mavis, Ginny, and David shouting at him, he takes the Underground Championship belt right to the face!  David slides inside, and O’Malley knows the numbers aren’t in his favor.  With a sly smirk, he exits the ring as Mavis and Ginny check on Gerald.  O’Malley steps backward as Darcy wraps her arms around him from behind, and they both laugh at Gerald, out on the mat.



There is a knock at the door of the GRIME Men’s locker room.  Answering the door is Rory Rockefeller.  He is heard shouting from behind the door, but what he’s saying isn’t clear until the door opens.

Rory: … if you don’t hold your fucking horses, because I was pissing, and…

He looks at the door to see a guy in a green shirt, carrying a box of pizza in his hand.  He goes to hand Rory the box of pizza, but Rory doesn’t take it.

Rory:  What’s this?

Pizza Boy:  It’s your pizza, sir.  Are you Rory Rockefeller?

Rory looks confused as he leans against the doorway.  He nods his head, and then really thinks about it.

Rory:  Yeah… that’s me…

Pizza Boy:  It’s been paid for.  You’re all good to go.  Please think of Big Papa’s Pizza the next time you are in Las Vegas for all of your unusual pizza needs.

The man still doesn’t turn around, and Rory again scratches his head.  He takes the box and he opens it up.  He can’t believe what he sees.  He turns it around to show off a large mess of stuff on his pizza.

Rory:  Who the fuck orders a pizza with glow in the dark condoms on it?  I’m not trying to have a GRIME Lightsabre war in the shower!  And is that tampons?

Pizza Boy:  Yes.  You were very specific on the phone… or whoever ordered this for you.  Dude, sometimes we get assholes that like to play pranks on people because we cater to a very unique crowd.  I’m guessing the extra spit from a swarthy man with herpes wasn’t your idea?

Rory:  NO!  No it wasn’t…

Rory shakes his head and he does the only thing that a rational man would do. He dumps the pizza on the head of the delivery driver, and then he throws him through the door of the men’s locker room.  He stomps on his head a few times through the pizza box that covers the man’s face.  He goes to pick him up when a letter falls from the bottom of the box.  Rory picks it up and begins reading it aloud.

Rory: “Thinking of you, puto. I’ll see you in the ring next week chingado, if you got the cajones.”  Motherfucking Javi!  I’m gonna turn him into a skidmark just like the one in my underwear!

Rory throws the pizza delivery guy out of the room and slams the door shut as the pizza delivery guy looks as if he’s convulsing.



The scene opens backstage at Underground where we see one half of the Pride Tag Team Champions Ariana Angelos alongside fellow Go Gym Graduate Krystal Wolfe watching tonight’s show on a monitor in the backstage area, after the tag team match between Kelli Tores and TheFAME ends Krystal turns to the younger graduate.

Krystal: Carter’s defence is up next.

Ariana: I know, I saw the card as well, and you just know that the 2 Spoopy 4 U Club is going to be running interference.

Krystal: Hence why I made the offer to Carter to provide some extra security, and we still have that rhino to back us up.

Krystal adds before the Australian woman pauses.

Krystal: That was not a statement I ever thought I’d say in my life.

Ariana: I’m still wrapping my head around the fact that my partner once held the tag titles with a rhino! Speaking of teams, you still want to go after Valentina and Angel Kash?

Krystal: Valentina cost me the TV Title last week, off course I want to go after them! The real question is, will this team of ours be permanent?

Ariana: You mean like Team Go version two?

Krystal: Not exactly, I don’t want to be a replacement goldfish for Carter.

Ariana: Fair point, and no offence, but I’d rather see where the team with Alex goes before I form another one.

Krystal: I guess that’s fair, but we still must address that challenge from last week.

Almost on cue Dev approaches the two ladies.

Dev: Ari, Krys, do you have any comments on the events of last week’s TV Title Match between Krys and Angel Kash?

Krystal: You literally just missed them, half a second earlier and you would’ve gotten your soundbite.

Ariana: I think it would be good to address them directly though.

Krystal nods in agreement before they turn to the camera.

Krystal: Last week Angel Kash proved that she is a GRIME member in all but name because she can’t fight her own battles!  And then they went and issued a challenge to us?

Ariana: You know what we say? Bring it! We’re not Team Go version two, I’m not going to end this promo with the Go the Distance line, but what I will do is say that they picked the wrong wrestlers to pick a fight with.

Krystal: Angel, this is far from over, it took Carter more than one attempt to win the TV Title and I’m willing to grind it out for as long as possible as well! You want to face us in a tag team match? Just name a time and place as Go Squadettes are ready for you!

Ari gives Krystal a look that says “no, just no”.

Krystal: Needs work?

Ariana: A lot of work!

Dev walks off as the scene fades.

[Underground]

Vs


Kelli Torres and Holly Wood vs theFAME

Darlyn:  The following contest is scheduled for one fall! On their way to the ring, they are the team of...Kelli Torrrrrrrrrrrrrres and Mz Holly Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooood!!!

"Hollywood" by Collective blasts over the sound system as a pink shadow box appears through the curtains. The silhouette of two lovely ladies dancing is seen from the inside, seducing the crowd with their feminine wiles. It comes to rest at the edge of the stage, and after a moment, the ladies inside kick their way through the thin paper to reveal... Kelli Torres and Holly Wood! Mz. Wood if you nasty. She flips her blonde hair over her shoulder as she raises her arms in the air, loosening her hips before sashaying down the ramp.  Kelli takes a more serious approach, slapping a few hands on her way down the ramp They climb onto the apron, Holly swaying her hips back and forth as she lowers herself down into a split position. She crawls under the ropes and does a sexy pose on the mat before leaping up , dancing around the ring to the music.  Kelli steps inside and walks around, getting the crowd pumped up as they wait for their opponents.

The lights in the arena dim, as the crowd grows silent with anticipation. Suddenly, the  synth heavy sounds of “Viol” by Gesaffelstein fill the arena, the crowds silence quickly turns into jeers. Suddenly, a single, large spotlight shines onto the entrance way. With the crowd still heavily booing,  “The Stand Out” Donovan Rayne and “The 1NFAMOUS” Bentley Black emerge onto the entrance way.

Darlyn:  And making their way to the ring, accompanied by Delta Rayne, they are Bentley Black and Donovan Rayne… theFAME!!!

Both men, dawning matching leather jackets stand with smirks on their faces. With the crowd steadily raining down jeers on the men, they make an about face, turning their backs to the crowd. Then, the third and final member of the FAME, “the Provocateur” Delta Rayne steps out from behind the curtain. Delta, who finds herself standing in between her the two men, places her hands onto her vivacious hips. After a moment, the spotlight fades out to more vibrant strobe lighting. The lighting, reminiscent of what you’d see at a fashion show, begins to fill the arena. Then, as flashbulbs begin to fill the space, Donovan and Bentley both turn back to face the fans. As they both throw their arms into the air, the crowd’s intensity picks up.

After a moment of mouthing insults towards the fans, the men both throw their arms back down. Then, linked arm and arm with Delta, the three members  of the FAME make their way down to the ringside area. Largely ignoring the fans on their way down, the three individuals walk with purpose, not losing focus on the ring. Reaching the ringside area, the three stop walking. Delta then lets go of her brother and best-friend’s arms, as they walk in front of her. The two men then ascend onto the ring apron. Both men face with their backs towards the ring, as Delta approaches the ring apron. Looking up at her two clients, she smiles before backing away slightly. Donovan and Bentley then quickly enter the ring.

Walking over to the stairs, “The Provocateur” walks up them, and quickly walks to the center of the ring apron. Turning her back towards the ring, she places her arms onto the top rope. Placing her foot onto the bottom rope, she pushes backwards, flipping herself over the top rope, landing into the ring.  Facing the hard-camera side of the arena, Donovan and Bentley climb onto the middle turnbuckle on opposite sides of the ring. Standing in the center, Delta points to both of her clients, who then remove their leather jackets and jump down from the turnbuckle after taunting towards the crowd for a moment. As the two men walk towards the center of the ring, they hand their jackets over to Delta. Then, once again turning their backs to the camera, both men pose with their backs towards the camera. Suddenly, the camera does a panning zoom of both mens trunks to read “The Stand Out” and “1NFAMOUS” respectively.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Gena:  Kelli and Bentley start things off inside of the ring.  Kelli holds one hand behind her back as she uses the other to guard herself. Bentley laughs and closes in on Kelli.

Chad:  Kelli waves him forward, but he decides to play with her a bit.  She circles with him, making sure not to turn her back to him at any point.

Gena:  Kelli finds herself closed into a corner through Bentley’s circling.  She nods her head and purses her lips.  Bentley charges in at her.

Chad:  Kelli ducks under him.  She smirks and waits as Bentley turns around.  She gets one solid kick to the chest and retracts before he can grab it.

Gena:  She steps back and waves him forward, one hand still behind her back.  He angrily charges forward with a Clothesline, but Kelli dips back.

Chad:  It’s like she’s making it a point not to engage with Bentley per her contract of not fighting men. Smart move, Kelli. Smart move.

Gena:  Bentley turns around and Kelli bounces back up straight.  She waves him forward like a bull in a china shop.  He takes the bait, and Kelli drops the ropes so he goes to the outside.

Chad:  Kelli finds her leg being pulled on by Delta.  She does a double take, and when she’s sure Delta is not a man, she kicks her right in the face!

Crowd:  *POP!*

Gena:  She calls for Delta to get inside of the ring, but after repeatedly shaking her head, Delta falls back a few steps.  Kelli shakes her head and tags in Holly.

Chad:  Holly gets inside of the ring and shakes her chest, bouncing up and down as she waits for Bentley to get back inside of the ring.  He does, and Holly drops down on all fours, slapping her backside like an invitation.

Gena:  Bentley’s been here before, so he tags in Donovan.  Donovan shows no fear, putting on a Rear Waistlock.  Holly fans her face.

Chad:  Donovan goes for a German Suplex, but Holly lands on her feet.  She hits a Dropkick to the small of Donovan’s back.  Holly then grabs hold of Donovan and shows him a real Rear Waistlock!

Gena:  Donovan throws an elbow back, but Holly ducks and drops to her knees right in a precarious position in front of Donovan.  His cheeks flush and he stumbles back.

Chad:  Kelli is laughing, but shaking her head as she shouts at Holly to take it seriously.  Holly does a Fireman’s Carry to Donovan and then begins hitting mounted punches.

Gena:  Holly finds herself kicked off of Donovan, and Donovan tries to go for the tag.  Holly walks right up to Donovan and spins him around, kissing his lips, and then dropping him with a Leg Guillotine Smash. She goes for the cover!

One!
Two!

Chad:  Bentley tries to get inside, but Kelli is outside and grabs onto his leg!  Delta tries to interfere, but Kelli kicks her right in the gut!

Three!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Darlyn:  Here are your winners… Kelli Torres and Mz Holly Wood!!!

Kelli slides inside of the ring and joins Holly in celebrating.  As Bentley tries to get inside of the ring, Kelli shows no fear and she walks with Holly right up to him.  He goes to swing, but both ladies slap him across the face and then nail a Double DDT.  They high five one another as Delta tries to pull her brother and friend out of the ring, still feeling the kick to the stomach as she does so.



A news ticker is heard ... ticking ... in the background with the stereotypical theme of a news program. The camera zooms in ... and I mean ZOOMS IN ... on one-half of the Pride Tag Team Champions Ariana Angelos as she sits behind a news desk...

Ariana: Ow!

She yelps after getting bonked in the head by the camera -- which zoomed in too close, too fast. She massages her temple as she squints one eye at the camera as it draws back to a more comfortable distance. Ariana clears her throat and picks up the stack of papers on her desk in front of her, giving the camera her best 'business' look.

Ariana: And now for our weekly Public Service Announcement, YOUR Television Champion (and MY bestie), Helluva Bottom Carter.

The camera switches to a news desk where HBCarter is seated in front of an SCU News banner, looking all business-like. Dressed in a violet business suit -- with his hair in braided pigtails. Hands clasped on the surface of the desk he is seated at, he looks into the camera all-business.

HBCarter: Hello. HBCarter here -- YOUR Sin City Underground Television Champion. I'm here because as YOUR Television Champion, I feel it is my duty to speak to you, my loyal queens, each and every week about issues that aren't just important to my heart....

He places a hand over his heart, then points toward the camera.

HBCarter: But should be important to yours as well. And given the state our country -- no -- our world is in, I felt what better topic to begin than by social distancing. And, I am not just speaking of distancing as in 'keep Veronica Taylor away from me because of that banshee breath of hers. No, no! I'm speaking of safe, social distancing. All the better to keep ourselves safe, as well as others around us.

And to help with that, I have asked for two very special volunteers to assist in this week's demonstration. Now, some people go to places like the grocery stores and bars (where they have no business being by the way), and it's almost as if they forget what six feet is.

Carter rests a forearm on the edge of the desk and leans closer toward the camera.

HBCarter: And I don't just mean Giani Di Luca's constant misjudging of length, either. Not six inches, six feet. To better understand, why don't we take an example from our neighbors to the South?

The camera switches to a stage where Ariana Angelos and Krystal Wolfe. Both ladies are dressed for competition, wearing their respective in-ring gear. But on their scalps they are wearing comically oversized sombreros. Standing side-by-side, both ladies are at least six feet apart, thanks in part to the rims of their sombreros touching each other from a lengthy distance. Both women pose ala Vanna White for the camera.

The camera switches back to Carter's newsroom.

HBCarter: And if that is not help enough, we could delve back into the not-so-distant past. closer to Victorian times. Late 1800s, early 1900s ...

Carter looks off-camera.

HBCarter: That was right around the time Ronnie was squeezed out of that bar rag, isn't it? Check on that!

He looks back to the camera.

HBCarter: Did you notice that people back then did not get so sick as they do today. Now maybe it's because if you listen to the big fat Cheeto in the Oval Orifice, they did less to no tests so there were no cases. Or maybe, it's because the ladies back then were at the height of fashion and fashion helps all!

The camera switches again to another stage with a flowery park background. And there again stands Krystal Wolfe and Ariana Angelos, but now they are holding frilly parasols and dressed in classic Victorian dresses with H-U-G-E hoop skirts. The skirts being so H-U-G-E that they are forcing Ariana and Krystal six feet apart.

Back to Carter who is staring at the monitor with his eyes narrow and chin resting on his hands.

HBCarter: I always wondered how those chicks took a dump wearing all that...?

He then notices the green light above the camera and smiles.

HBCarter: Welcome back! I mean -- you see? We can all take a note from others around us. We should never be too proud so as to learn from an example set by someone else. Unless that someone else happens to be someone from GRIME. I mean, what can you really learn from some new world order that only gains some semblance of success or notoriety by gang banging -- I mean, gang attacks, and mugging people with odds only in their own favor? I guess the end result is they get their kissers on TV, because I'm defending my TV title against one of their members -- Sea Green, or Seagreen ... two words or one? Hmm...

Anyhoo! I'm not going to be like some other champions 'up there' who drop their title in their first defense. Or run away if I do. Seagreen is going to become Baby Poop Green, and there's nothing that Giani can do about it. You know why?

Carter leans in close, against the edge of his desk.

HBCarter: Because while GRIME can be booked on Underground, you only have jurisdiction with your make believe championships. This....

Carter drapes the SCU TV title belt over the top of the desk and motions a hand over it.

HBCarter: This is an SCU championship, sanctioned by SCU. Not GRIME. So uh, keep your playmates out of this one, huh?

Carter then breaks into a cheesy, wide grin.

HBCarter: That's all the time we have for this week! Next time? I will bring to you the nuances and importance of wearing those masks! This has been Helluva Bottom Carter! YOUR SCU Television Champion!

The screen winks out.



"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 hand in the air, while holding the briefcase in the other, as her music plays, and the crowd now cheers her on. She begins walking her way to the ring, scowling and sporting a large bandage on her forehead.

Once she gets to the ring, she slides the briefcase in under the bottom rope before she rolls under the rope herself. She jumps to her feet and then grabs the briefcase before walking over and asking for a mic. One is handed to her and she heads to the center of the ring.

Alexis: Ya know, I’ve been dealing with a lot of bullshit recently, and I’ve about had it up to here with it all!

Alexis holds her hand with the briefcase just above her head. Her nostrils flare as she continues.

Alexis: Before I get to the most irritating crock of shit I’m referring to, and that would be those scumbag GRIME fucktards, I guess I need to address an equally annoying little crybaby twat, Valentina. Yeah, I called her a twat. So sue me!

The crowd cheers loudly and she paces back and forth a few steps before stopping and continuing, clearly the most agitated she has been in recent months.

Alexis: Valentina wants everyone to believe that she’s hot shit around here, but in reality, she’s not. Hell, if she weren’t in that Mayhem Survival match, I probably would have forgotten she still works here. And, if GRIME wasn’t being an even bigger thorn in my side, I wouldn’t even waste my time even responding to the trash she spoke two weeks ago. But...here I am. And Valentina, you’ve got my attention, bitch.

Alexis glares into the camera, lowering the microphone for a second. She breathes heavily, frustrated, before she raises the mic again to speak.

Alexis: You’ve got a problem with me just because I eliminated your bitch ass from the Mayhem Survival? Get over it, sweetheart, because it was gonna happen anyway. I just wanted to be the one to do it, because quite honestly, it was fun. You’re just a sore fucking loser who thinks she actually had a snowballs chance in hell of winning when in reality, you had no chance. Lo siento, perra.

Alexis winks into the camera.

Alexis: I’ve got no problem with making it fair, though. If that’s what you really want. Just name the time, and the place, and I’ll drag your ass all over the ring, or the arena or the entire city of Las Vegas, because you’ve pissed off the wrong woman, so bring it bitch! Because I’ve dealt with bigger garbage than you!

Alexis stops and then looks down at the briefcase, which is now dented thanks to GRIME hitting her over the head with it. She only gets angrier the longer she stares at the dent.

Alexis: Which brings me to my next point. You GRIME asshats AGAIN getting involved where you have no fucking business. You’re on some crusade, but all you’ve done is proved what fucking cowards you are, so I’m going to do you all a favor. If you’re so set on kicking my ass, come out and do it. Right here. Right now! ANY one of you, come meet me face to face and prove that—

The lights in the arena go out as the opening riffs of Going To Hell by The Pretty Recess begin to play throughout the sound system. As the music progresses, strobe lights flash around the building and smoke fills the entrance way. Moments later, Ruby bursts through the curtain, dancing seductively at the top of the ramp with a sick smile on her face and her signature whip “Debbi” in one hand, and a microphone in the other. She laughs as she looks down at Alexis who is preparing to defend herself in the ring.


Ruby: Lexi. Lexi, Lexi, Lexi...Such a brave soul you are. Well, either brave or downright foolish. Do you really know what you are asking?

Alexis: Of course I know what I’m asking! How about you bring your ass down here and I show you what pain is really like, bitch! Come on!

Ruby laughs and shakes her head as she walks back and forth by the curtain. Alexis drops the microphone and the briefcase and begs Ruby to come down to the ring.

Ruby: As much as I would absolutely love that, it just isn’t going to happen. Not because I don’t want to, but because regardless of what you might think, you don’t make the rules around here, Alexis. You see, we in GRIME, we do whatever the hell we want. When we want, and to be quite honest, I simply couldn’t care less about facing a worthless Nobody.

The crowd boos as Alexis backs up and rolls her eyes.

Ruby: Your dedication and confidence is quite admirable, Alexis. You really think that this little war against GRIME is going to go your way, when you’re simply...outnumbered. And just because I said I wasn’t interested, doesn’t mean I don’t know someone who isn’t…

Ruby grins and Alexis is suddenly spun around by masked member Magenta who is now in the ring! She tries to take Alexis down, but Alexis ducks and when she spins around, she hits Magenta with a powerful superkick that nearly takes her mask off! Ruby snarls and watches helpless as Magenta Alexis begins a beat down on Magenta, sending a clear message to not only Ruby, but the rest of GRIME as well. Alexis rolls Magenta over and then drops down, putting in the A.G.E of Alexis armbar, trying to take her arm off! Magenta screams and cries, but Ruby does absolutely nothing to stop it. She just turns around and disappears backstage as Alexis finally releases the hold and Magenta rolls away? Holding her arm. Alexis glares down at her, before dropping down and rolling out of the ring. She grabs the briefcase and then leaves, leaving Magenta writhing in pain.



Vs

SCU vs GRIME
Uncensored TV Championship Two out of Three Falls Match
Masked Member Sea Green vs Helluva Bottom Carter

Darlyn:  The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the Uncensored TV Championship!  Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiintroducing first, representing the masked members of GRIME, he is… Sea Green!!!

Sea Green rushes in from the crowd.  He takes on the boos he receives, and doesn’t let it affect him.  He settles into his corner, motioning for Carter to come out.

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. He holds one hand behind his head while running the other hand down his body while grinding his hips to the music.

Darlyn: From Seattle, Washington, weighing 176 pounds, he is the "Hardcore Bottom" -- 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 until he arrives in his corner. He pulls himself up and then lays across the top corner, awaiting the start of the match/his opponent's introduction.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Gena:  Sea Green rushes over at Carter and instantly clocks him with a padlocked chain! What a dumbass!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Darlyn:  Winner of the first fall, via disqualification… Helluva Bottom Carter!

Crowd:  BOOOOOOOO!!!

Chad:  After a few shots more, the referee wrestles the chain away from Sea Green and then Sea Green goes down for the cover!

One!
Two!
Three!NO!KICKOUT!

Gena:  Sea Green slaps the mat in frustration.  He picks up the chain again from the turnbuckle.  He goes to swing it, but Carter moves.  Ariana steps inside of the ring and hits a Low Blow to Sea Green!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Darlyn:  The winner of the second fall, via disqualification… Sea Green!

Chad:  This is not how one would think a two out of three falls match should go!  The referee escorts Ari out of the ring.  Even though they aren’t a team right now, they still have each other’s backs.

Gena:  Carter gets back to his feet and he picks Sea Green up.  He goes for the Passion Fruit, but Sea Green ducks and lifts Carter up into a Side Suplex!  He goes for the cover!

One!
Two!
Kickout!

Chad:  Sea Green lifts up Carter and whips him into the corner with ferocity.  He then hits a Body Avalanche, and then tosses him to the ground.  He climbs to the second rope and leaps off with a Flying Elbow! He hooks the leg!

One!
Two!
Kickout!

Gena:  Sea Green now gets pissed.  He slaps the mat and rips Carter off of the mat.  He flips him over with a Snapmare and then drops an elbow to the top of his head.  He goes to throw him against the mat for the cover!

One!
Two!
Kickout!

Crowd:  *POP!*

Chad:  Sea Green was so close that he could taste it.  He goes to pick Carter up again, but Carter rolls him up from behind!

One!
Two!
Kickout!

Gena:  Sea Green kicks out, but he’s got to be feeling that one.  He crawls to the ropes, but Carter is right there, pounding him across the back.

Chad:  Sea Green trips Carter up to the apron through the ropes.  Carter leans back to avoid getting punched off the apron.

Gena:  He jumps up onto the top rope in the center, between turnbuckles.  He jumps off for the Fruit Fly (Eclipse)! He hooks the leg!

One!
Two!
Three!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Darlyn:  Here is your winner and STILL Uncensored Television Champion… Helluva Bottom Carter!!!

Crowd:  *POP!

Carter wastes no time in rolling outside of the ring to collect his title from Ari as GRIME begins trying to chase after them.  “I Know What Boys Like” plays over the speakers as Carter and Ari celebrate the win on the way to the back.



Just outside of the Orleans Arena, in the parking lot, we see Sister Esther and Andrey Azarov, standing by with a few masked members in Macaroni and Cheese, Volt, Indigo, and Saddie Brown. Esther has the most sour look on her face, as Andrey just looks around, a cigarette hanging from his lip, and a bottle of Popov in his hand.  He looks up at the sky and then over to Esther.

Andrey:  It’s beautiful night to stand outside of building and become food for mosquitoes, my love.

Esther sneers, but doesn’t even bother to look at Andrey.  Andrey shrugs his shoulders and takes another drag from his cigarette.

Andrey:  Almost as beautiful as you, my love.  I just think to myself when maybe we are to going inside? Soon? Never? Do we leave?

Esther reaches to the side and twists his nipple through his GRIME t-shirt and he groans a half pained, half delighted groan.  She keeps latched on as she stares right at the door.

Esther:  I’m doing some detective work, you dumb, sexy, piece of shit!

Andrey tries to catch his breath, but the pain of his left chesticle just won’t let him until finally Esther lets it go.

Andrey:  If you need the detective works doing, just ask me.

Esther snarls, but tries to play it off like a laugh at the mere idea.

Esther:  Yeah, I’m not trying to figure out what the Hamburglar is scoping out the McDonald’s drive thru for.  It’s a little above your intellect, babe.

Andrey:  Those things you say are hurt of me. Just because English isn’t best for me, does not make me stupid.

Esther:  No, you’re right.  Your lack of knowing anything beyond the scope of a female orgasm and hitting things like a caveman is what makes your stupid.

Saddie Brown:  Yo, tha’s cold.

Esther turns on her heels and glares at Saddie Brown.

Esther:  Oh, shut up Xander Bishop… Nobody asked for your input here.

Saddie Brown:  Did she say that ‘cause I’m…

Andrey:  No, she said it because you are typing like one Xander Bishop.

Saddie Brown:  But I’m not typing…

Esther:  Look here you little bitches!  I can do without the commentary.  I’m trying to figure out who the little bitch is that smacked me over the head with a lead pipe and gave me a mild concussion like I’m Liz Smalls.  Whoever it was, is gonna pay for it.

Volt:  I love it when she talks dirty.  Like that one Catholic school girl that I dated as a senior, good girl gone bad.  Luckily she was officially 18 by the time we hit it off, or else…

Esther punches Volt in the chest.

Volt:  Sweet sonuvabitch!

Esther:  You’re ruining my moment, fuckers!  Go away, all of you. Except Mac. She’s the quiet one.

Mac jumps up and down and claps her hands as she repeats “Yay!” over and over again.  Esther throws her hands up in the air.

Esther:  FINE!  I’ll go figure it out on my own while you guys keep watch out here for that rainbow printed skag…

Esther pushes herself off of the car she is leaning on and she moves to the door.  Andrey and Saddie Brown look at one another as Mac seems to be playing pattycake with an invisible person.  As Esther disappears inside of the building, Indigo is texting, while Volt is figuring out how to take the bottle of Popov without Andrey noticing.  The Rainbow masked member walks right through the middle of the group, her lead pipe hanging at her side as she goes unnoticed.  She opens the door and disappears inside after Esther.



The scene opens on the roof of the building, we see a close up shot of the face of Eyesnsane…..

Eyesnsane: Hi, I’m Eyesnsane, you may recognize me from such things as The Elders, The Bad Boys, Jon Doe and Eyesnsane excellent SCW tag team adventures, and of course your favorite stable in the world, Over the Edge.  Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls and all the little children.  Welcome to another edition of Grillin and Cillin with Eyesnsane, I’m your host, Eyesnsane.

The shot zooms out to reveal Dax and Mrs. Right on the left and right of Eyesnsane who are all standing behind a grill.  With Kaos, Michi, and Mickey seated nearby around a table.  Eyesnsane can be seen tending to the meat on the grill.

Mrs Right:  There are stables and there are teams.  Then there is Over the Edge.  We are far from being just another group.  Far from just another collection of stars.  We are truly united in our cause and locked in on our goals.  All of us will be on display and fighting for all of our fans. 

We are looking forward to our show down with the Staggs family.  Even if they just wind up being saved by all of the masked puppets.  We will go out and prove our bond and our strength and our ability to overcome.  No matter how hard GRIME may try to stop us and tear at us.  Nothing will rock this house.  You take a good long look at us, we are the foundation of the true strength of this company today.

There is a loud sizzle from the meat on the grill…

Dax:  Those are veggie burgers, right? I don’t eat anything with a face…

Eyesnsane smirks silently as he flips the meat over on the grill and then looks up at the camera….

Eyesnsane: There are times where the lines between business and personal can become blurred.  Perhaps this is in fact one to those times.  Earl, consider it business.  Consider it like you have anytime we have been in that ring before.  It’s the business, it’s the nature of competition.  I expect you to bring everything you got, just like you know damn well you are going to get more than you can handle from me.  Stewart, well you should consider this more personal business.  I’m gonna give you the business and personally I’m looking forward to kicking your ass.  It’s like I said before, you are going to pay what you owe.  The time is overdue for your debt to be collected.  I will not let you hide behind Earl.  I want your best shot, so I can tear through it and still bring home a win for Over the Edge!

Dax and I are no strangers to teaming, we know each other as well as brothers do.  We have each other’s backs and our goals are the same.  We are not just on the same page but on the same word of the same sentence.  When you look at the Over the Edge you are looking at the best in SCU today, tomorrow and the next day.  Learn our faces well as we will teach each one of you who we are as we move closer to becoming your champions.

Dax:  And with being brothers dating back as far as the Bad Boys, we know each other like the back of our hands.  Somebody stop us if we ever get into that ring against each other, because that would be a time limit draw.  It simply would not have a clear winner.  And that is because we’ve built each other’s abilities, tested our strengths, and fought until we made the other one that much better. The same can’t be said about the Team Canada for next week.  Now, pass me one of the veggie burgers. For some reason, your veggie burgers always get me amped up like a fucking caveman…

Eyes hands the spatula over to Dax, who puts one of the burgers on the bun.  He winks at the camera as we fade away.



Vs Vs

Main Event

Underground Championship Triple Threat Match
Dahlia Rotten vs Mother Mavis Shepherd vs Merlot Ayano

Darlyn:  The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the SCU Underground Championship!

The fans sit and wait as the lights in the arena phase out. Everyone sits in silence until the chaotic rifts of symphonic sounds of exist†trace’s “Futatsu no Roe” begins to pump throughout air. A couple of lights at the base of the entrance ramp flicker on.

Darlyn:  On her way to the ring, from Osaka, Japan, standing at 5’5” and weighing in at 133lb, she is… Merlot Ayyyyyyyyyanooooooooooo!!!

Merlot Ayano stands with her back turned as the beams illuminate her. She quickly raises her right fist in the air before using both of her hands to blow kisses into the air. She then spins around and lets out great shout just as the song begins to ramp up. She scans the cheering crowd and stretches out her right arm as she makes her way down to the ring. Merlot heads directly towards the steps upon reaching the end of the entrance ramp. She wipes her boots on the apron before stepping through the ropes. Merlot strolls around the ring as the lights return before heading to one of the corners. She uses the ropes to get loose and stretch out her legs before the bell rings

A white light flashes over the crowd that is almost blinding. It returns to a more tolerable brightness as "Spirit In the Sky" by Norman Greenbaum begins to play through the arena. The crowd boos and gets louder when the announcer speaks up.

Darlyn: On her way to the ring from Tulsa, Oklahoma she is 5'10" and weighed in this morning at 145lb. Representing The Church of The Good Shepherds she is Mother Mavis Shepherd!

And the boos become louder. Mavis walks out onto the stage, folding her hands in front of her, making sure to show off the cross hanging from her neck. She looks around the crowd, her eyes narrow and piercing. She keeps her hands folded as she walks down the aisle. At the end, she walks up to the apron and climbs up onto it. She raises her hands to the air as the white light shines down on her. For a second s

Darlyn:  Coming to the ring from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, standing at 5’5” and weighing in at 285lb, she is your SCU Underground Champion… Dahlia Rotten!!!

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.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Chad: Dahlia and Merlot look to one another as they both charge at Mavis. Dahlia slides out of the ring and yells at them to back up. Referee Ryan Richards orders the two back, and they chuckle as they oblige. Mavis reaches inside of the ring and pulls Merlot outside by the legs. She tosses her into the ring steps and then flexes her muscles as the fans boo her.

Gena: Dahlia challenges Mavis to come inside, which she wastes no time in doing. She charges at Mavis, who grabs Merlot as a shield, allowing Merlot to nearly take her head off with a Clothesline. Dahlia grabs the back of her top and swings her right into the ring post. She looks at Ryan, who is to a three count. She picks Mavis up and rolls her inside of the ring. She picks Mavis up and Gorilla Press Slams her into Merlot right as she stands up.

Chad: The audience really loves this display of power. She steps outside as she dismantles the ring steps. Ryan shouts out at her, but she pays her no mind. She tosses the stairs at Merlot, who catches them in mid-air! But Mavis slams Dahli right into the steps, causing both ladies to fall to the mat. Mavis points to her chest and then to her waist as she gets in the face of the camera.

Mavis: That belt will be mine before the night is over, God willing!

Gena: Mavis rolls inside of the ring as she stands up, taunting the booing audience. Ryan continues to count. He makes it to six when Merlot gets up to her feet. She slowly slides inside of the ring as Mavis still has her back turned. The audience begins cheering as Mavis turns around. Merlot hits a Dropkick that sends her into the ropes. As she comes back, Merlot takes Mavis down with a running knee to the face. @2

Chad: Merlot hits a Standing Fist Drop to Mavis and hooks the leg.

1!

Chad: Dahlia dives inside of the ring and yanks Merlot’s leg to pull her off of Mavis. She kneels over Merlot and begins wailing away with punch after punch. Merlot pushes her down, and she connects with a Shining Wizard on Dahlia, and then a Springboard Leg Drop on Mavis as she hooks each of their legs.

1!
2!
Kickout!

Gena: Dahlia gets her legs up. Mavis bounces off of the ropes, leaping up for her own version of a Superman Punch, but Merlot catches her in mid-air, dropping her with a double fist jab to the chin. As she prepares to go for the pin, Dahlia is standing right in front of her. The two engage in a staredown, muttering trash talk to each other.

Chad: Fists fly as the two powerhouses wage war on one another. Dahlia and Merlot are almost evenly matched at first, but the taller, stronger Dahlia backs Merlot into a corner. Merlot flies out with an attempted Clothesline that only causes Dahlia to stumble back a few feet. She comes off the ropes with her own Clothesline From Hell that floors Merlot. Dahlia stomps around the entire ring, as she yanks Mavis up from the mat. She begins doing a Helicopter Spin with Mavis, going as far as to knock her into Merlot, sending her toppling through the ropes.

Gena: She lets Mavis skid across the mat, but Mavis rolls up to her feet. She stumbles forward a bit, but Dahlia spins out of the way. Black Dahlia (Arm Triangle Choke) locked on!  It doesn’t take long for Mavis to tap out!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Darlyn: Here is your winner… Dahlia Rotten!!!