Sin City Underground presents… Underground Ep. 75
Mandalay Bay Events Center
Sin City Underground Ep 75 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, October 25th, 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.
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, and while she normally does her seductive dancing routine before heading to the ring, this time, she is all business with one hell of an attitude.
She has her whip “Debbi” in her hand, gripping it tight as she storms her way down to the ring on a mission. She slides in under the bottom rope and before she can head over to the opposite side and demand a microphone, one is slid into the ring for her. She reaches down and picks it up, immediately heading to the center of the ring, where she paces back and forth.
Ruby: Cut my music!
The music doesn’t stop right away, further pissing her off.
Ruby: I said cut my damn music!
Her music finally comes to an end and she continues pacing back and forth, her nostrils flaring and her knuckles going white from gripping Debbi so tight.
Ruby: Not that anyone needs reminding, but I am sick to fucking death with the bullshit around here! It’s been over a month since I was last booked in a match, and I’m not going to stand for it any longer! Everyone else can be booked and used around here, but it seems they have a problem with me and it ends...tonight!
She receives vicious boos but she laughs them off and continues circling around the ring, fed up with her lack of matches lately.
Ruby: I’m not leaving this ring until SOMEONE makes this right! And I’m sure that certain someone knows exactly who he is, so the ball is in his court. I know Mr. Di Luca normally accepts any kind of favors he can get in return for whatever a person wants, and normally I would oblige, but not only am I currently spoken for, but I have no desire for that horrible spray tan to rub off on me in any way, so I am definitely not interested.
This gets some laughs, but Ruby is too caught up in the moment to respond to it.
Ruby: I’m not going to stand back and let Gianni’s plastic filled barbie doll slut of a fiancee act like she’s untouchable in this place while I get absolutely NOTHING! I am far more dangerous than Veronica Taylor will EVER be, and if Gianni doesn’t give me what I want...Well, I’ll just have to find that botox bitch of his and give her a little preview of just how bad it can get. And don’t think for a SECOND that I am joking, because I am NOT.
She turns and stares backstage, refusing to leave the ring.
Ruby: I’m not going one more week without a match, Gianni! Do you fucking hear me, you bottom feeding piece of trash?! You don’t own me! You don’t control me! And if you continue to play this little game, you won’t like what happens!
Ruby lowers the microphone for a second and backs up, waiting for someone to come out. Specifically, waiting for Gianni. But she gets nothing. Not even a peep.
Ruby: Hell hath no fury like Ruby scorned, Gianni! You might not believe me, but I am telling you this doesn’t end well for you, or your skank bitch! You’ve got five seconds! One! Two!
She holds up a finger with each second.
Ruby: Three! Four! Five!! I WARNED YOU!
Ruby tosses the microphone and quickly exits the ring. She runs backstage, on the next part of her mission to find Gianni, or even Veronica Taylor.
The screen slowly fades into the Jeckel’s and Raisa, who are what people will believe are prayers, since they are speaking in their native language. They are ironically in a Las Vegas graveyard.
Raisa: Greeting once again, by now the Jeckel’s and myself do not need to introduce ourselves, last week we introduced you all to our level of violence and mayhem, and this week we give you another display of our violence.
Jack: It is quite fitting that our title defense will be contested in a graveyard match, for eight centuries, the enemies of our homeland, have been sent to the grave by our hand.
Jake: Episode 75 of the Scu show everyone will watch the demise of Jim The Clown and Royal Purple happen before them, it is work we cherish, for those who opposes deserve this faith, nothing can be done to stop it, Jim and you royal purple will feel the sensation of the wet ground of the grave, it will be a fitting resting place for you both, Violent means bring violent plans.
Helena: Now that my brothers have spoken, my turn to speak has arisen. Ms. Vixen I have been watching you very carefully, I have studied you, I have learned what I had to defeat you. Your defeat will make them very happy, Ms. Vixen I will exploit the Grime Rules match to my advantage, I will use them to hurt you, to defeat you, you demise is just around corner, your demise is in my hands, i will be as my brothers are a champion on the Underground, the true example of what a GRIME nightmare really is. We Will Rise.
Jack: As it is written, it shall be done.
Raise waves her hand and the screen goes dark.
Gold is seen in the picture and begins to speak with a voice modulation to hide their true identity.
Gold: This week on Underground I will face Max Burke for the GRIME Nightmare Championship. Over the past few months my GRIME brethren have been unmasked and now we have been hearing they want to know who I truly am. I have given it some thought. I am not just going to go and rip my mask off just to show you all for nothing. My mask gives me an advantage. No one knows who I really am. I could be J2H coming to show SCU how it is done. I could be Mark Ward of all anyone knows. But if I win the Nightmare championship everyone will know who I am.
Gold starts to act like they are going to take off their mask and then stops and wags their finger at the camera.
Gold: No no not right now.
Gold walks off laughing.
Vs
Graveyard Match - Hardcore Tag Team Championship
Royal Purple and Jim the Clown Vs Jake and Jack Jeckel
The wind blows through the trees surrounding the cemetery as we hear the howling off in the distance. A mist flows over the graves, leading us to the open graves with a whirling motion. We see bats fly out of the trees as we approach. We zoom through the graveyard at lightning speed until we reach the gates. There is a knock off of the Crypt Keeper standing by with a microphone in hand.
Cryptkeeper: Guys and ghouls… we present to you the horrors provided only as GRIME Wrestling can. A fight that can only end at the competitor’s graves… The winners will leave this hallowed ground with the Hardcore Tag Team Championships, and the losers will not leave at all… Hahahaha!
His laughter echoes throughout the graveyard, causing a stir of even more bats. He turns his head to the camera as it focuses on the spider slowly crawling down his face and into his mouth, twisted into a sinister grin.
Cryptkeeper: Introducing first, representing the masked members of GRIME, she is accompanied by her partner, Jim the Clown… Royal Purple!!!
Royal Purple isn’t seen at first, aside from the royal purple glow of her mask, stitched mouth and x’d eyes. She steps out from the shadows to join Jim the Clown, who giggles as the red balloons trail behind him. Royal Purple and Jim the Clown enter the gates, and those very gates slam behind them, and the cryptkeeper chains it shut.
We go to the other side of the cemetery, to find the cryptkeeper already there with a man in a referee’s shirt and a no nonsense look. The cryptkeeper looks over at him with the same sinister smile.
Referee: Fuck you lookin’ at?
Cryptkeeper: I don’t know… it hasn’t been discovered yet! Hahahahah!
The referee narrows his eyes and snaps the head off the cryptkeeper, but it continues to laugh. The eyes look to the camera and widen.
Cryptkeeper: I would say that I’ve lost my head, but that happened back in Salem in 1692! Now, without further adieu, it is my distinct pleasure to introduce the Hardcore Tag Team Champions, hailing from the home of my good friend, Count Dracula, accompanied by Helena Jeckel and Raisa… Jake and Jack… The Jeckels!!!
Jake and Jack step out from a small, tattered red and white tent, Jack cracking his knuckles as Jake carries a body bag over his shoulders. He looks from side to side as Helena and Raisa follow out behind them. Once the referee opens the gate, and Jake and Jack enter, it immediately slams closed, keeping Raisa and Helena outside. Helena goes to climb the gate, but she gets a nice little shock. Raisa taps at it, feeling the shock as well and she growls.
Cryptkeeper: Sorry ladies, but this party is invitation only. Maybe next year. Now, would you deplorable wenches mind giving me head?
Raisa and Helena look to one another as the body points down to the fallen head. They shake their heads and Helena gives it a punt.
Cryptkeeper: Whooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!
The head lands near the center of the graveyard as Jack and Jake run up. Jim the Clown and Royal Purple reach soon after, and the referee calls for the bell, and is answered by the sounds of an old church bell instead.
Ding! Dang! Dong! Ding! Dang! Dong! Ding! Dang!
Rob: That was an interesting segway to a match that promises to be brutal. Electrified gates were a nice touch. But, it kind of enforces the #2Spoopy4U movement.
Ada: Who gives a fuck? Jim the Clown stuns Jake by smacking him in the face with his red balloons. He picks Jake up over his shoulders and tries to slam him into one of the open graves.
Rob: Meanwhile, Jack is the recipient of a shovel to the face from Royal Purple. He stumbles back, and Royal Purple smacks him again. He nearly falls into the grave, but he steadies himself.
Ada: Jake turns the slam into a DDT on top of the nearby coffin. He starts to roll Jim into the open grave, but Royal Purple, swinging at Jack, misses and hits Jake with it instead.
Rob: Jake falls backward, but he is able to bridge up so not to fall inside. He is surprisingly limber, and he rolls over the grave and dives across to tackle Royal Purple to the ground.
Ada: Royal Purple is being choked by Jake, so she reaches into her pocket and pulls out a bottle of hairspray, spraying Jake in the eyes with it.
Rob: Jack grabs onto the back of her hood and pulls her up, but she turns around and sprays him in the face, adding a lighter to the equation. He stumbles back, batting at his face.
Ada: Jim the Clown hits a Clothesline on Jack and then begins kicking him toward the hole in the ground. However, Jack grabs onto his ankle and trips him up, causing him to hit his head on the headstone.
Rob: Jack pushes the headstone over on top of Jim, causing it to crack over him. Royal Purple is stomping Jake as he tries to hold onto the edge of the grave, stopping him from falling in.
Ada: Jack takes the shovel from the ground and smacks Royal Purple over the head with it, and she falls right in. Jake pulls himself out of the grave, and he and Jack begin pulling Jim the Clown to the grave.
Rob: The stand over the grave and look down at both competitors lying in the grave. They pick up a handful of dirt and look to one another.
Jack: From ashes to ashes…
Jack throws the dirt on top of Jim and Royal Purple.
Jake: From dust, to dust…
He throws his handful of dirt on top of Jim and Royal Purple, and the referee calls for the bell.
Ding! Dang! Dong! Ding! Dang! Dong! Ding! Dang!
Referee: Fuck this corny shit. I’m gettin’ the hell outta here…
Cryptkeeper: Still your Hardcore Tag Team Champions… The Jeckels! Please give Vlad my blessings, would ya?
The camera focuses on the sparking fences as they stop. The chains are unlocked, and the gates blow open. The Jeckels look down at their feet, and they see the Hardcore Tag Team Championships sitting there. They lift them up onto their shoulders and look to one another as they start to head toward Raisa and Helena waiting at the south gate they entered from.
Cryptkeeper: Not every story has a happy ending. Don’t believe me? Just ask Jim the Clown and Royal Purple. The despicable Jeckels retained their golden reign of terror as Hardcore Tag Team Champions. But, lest ye not forget that Karma is cruel, and everybody gets what is coming to them… Hmm hmm hmm hmmmmmm…
The gates to the cemetery slam shut, and Helena and Raisa try to jerk them open, but with no luck. Jack and Jake also try to help get the gates opened, but still no luck. There is a familiar voice that echoes like a sinister whisper through the air, carried on the wind.
”You didn’t think we would just let everything go, did you?”
Just then, two hands burst through the ground, grabbing onto the ankles of Jack. Jake looks at this and takes a few steps back as another set of hands bursts through the dirt and grabs onto his ankles too. They struggle against the grip as they find themselves being dragged into the ground. Helena and Raisa try more viciously to get the gates opened, as a crypt door opens up and Henry Losak comes walking out of it, smiling even more sinister than the cryptkeeper himself. He stands and stares at Raisa and Helena, not doing a single thing, but taunting them with his eyes.
Jack and Jake struggle, but the harder they struggle, the faster they disappear down into the dirt. The ground swallows them up, and then rests still for a moment. Then, it begins to stir a little as Samuel McPherson and Lord Raab make their way up from it, heavily coated in the dirt, worms dropping from them as they crawl their way out of the holes that fill back up upon their exits. They then walk up to the gate, and Helena spits at them, while Raisa takes a cautious step backward. Without saying a single word, Sam and Raab, joined by Henry, slowly but surely run their thumbs across their necks. Raab grabs onto the gates and pushes his face firmly against them, and Sam reaches through, trying to grab for Helena’s neck. Helena and Raisa back up until they disappear into the tattered circus tent they came out of, and Henry laughs.
Cryptkeeper: Eventually, we all reap what we sow. The Jeckels have found themselves six feet under. But if there is anything I know about Transylvanians, it is that they don’t stay down for long. The story ends for tonight, but unrest assured that this is not the end of the story. For me, it is goodnight, and please, PLEASE, let the bed bugs bite! Hahahahahahahahaaaaaaa!!!
Ding! Dang! Dong! Ding! Dang! Dong! Ding! Dang! Ding! Dang! Dong! Ding! Dang! Dong! Ding! Dang!
The camera goes back to the office of Gianni Di Luca. He is sitting with his soon-to-be wife, Veronica Taylor, who is in her ring gear. She is sitting on the desk while Gianni finishes up a phone call. Before he can hang up, Veronica pulls the phone out of his hand and hangs up for him. She tosses the phone over her shoulder as Gianni raises his eyebrows, going up and down. Veronica sighs instead and then puts a hand under his chin to lean down to kiss him.
Gianni: I'm surprised ya wanna get all wore out before ya match against Timmy's wife.
Veronica lets out a catty cuckle rolling her eyes,as she says.
Veronica: Who Uglexis? You know how much my return match on this show is against her of all people? I mean what a bad wife she is she should be watching over her husband in the hospital instead she is here like? Gross!
Veronica said, rolling her eyes in annoyed motion. Gianni nods his head.
Gianni: Ya gonna make such a great wife. And she is just terrible. But, that's what happens when ya just half a man. Ya get half a wife. Best wishes to little Timmy.
Gianni looks to the camera and laughs. Veronica nods along to Gianni.
Veronica: Duh such a miserable little man you see hes another one who says these mean things about me why? Because I am hotter than any other woman here? Or that I don’t get attacked? Oh boo hoo cry me a river.
Veronica says in a bitchy tone.
Veronica: Tonight I am gonna give that uggo something to really cry about along with all of those disgusting freaks in attendance.
Gianni laughs at the idea of seeing Alexis go down.
Gianni: Maybe ya could do Tim a favor and give Alexis a few tips on how to be a better wife. Ya could even put her in a hospital bed, right next to Tim. Break her face so she's gotta get a new one.
Gianni could go on forever with the insults, but instead, he slides Veronica off of the desk and into his lap. She turns around so her back is against his chest and wraps his arms around herself.
Veronica: Oh, yeah that would be fun it would be a vast improvement on the looks front for her? Like dog faces seem to always be the flavor of the month around here. And its disgusting. But I should charge these basics for tips on being a proper wife Veronica Talyors fabulous wifey tips 101 it’d sell out quickly.
Veronica said with a smirk, keep her future husband's arms around her.
Gianni: Yeah ya would. But unfortunately, ya can't fix ugly so easy. If ya could, I'd say to throw her husband a bone and fix his wife. Age ain't been to kind to Alexis. 20 somethin' with crows feet…
Gianni laughs at this, holding Veronica even tighter.
Veronica: Oh don’t get me started with that their is just so much wrong with just her face to start with. Before we get to her fashion sense like she does she know whats in season? Ugh no she dressed like its 2005 ugh! But that is why I am here so I can teach these basics what to wear well but for them in plus sizes.
Veronica lets out a catty giggle.
Veronica: Can’t fix stupid either which she is she doesn’tknow what shes getting into tonight.
Gianni chuckles with Veronica, but his phone rings from across the office. He stares at it and then leans down to kiss Veronica again before he attempts to get up. She pushes down her weight and gets him more into the kiss. He is able to escape it for a moment to speak
Gianni: I gotta get that. It's the boss…
Veronica sighs and gets one more peck before getting off of Gianni.
Veronica: Ugh gotta get the hand sanitizer ready after all gotta get the basicness of Uglexis off of me after this match.
Gianni: Get it ready, and I'll be there to help ya shower off afterwards…
Gianni goes to get the phone as Veronica begins pulling out gallons of hand sanitizer to carry out with her. Gianni can't help but laugh as he tries to continue his call as we go elsewhere.
Cut to backstage, we come up on the current, reigning and defending G.R.I.M.E. World Nightmare Champion, Max Burke. In the middle of this warm up, Burke is busy prepping for the unknown that is Gold.
Max: Falls Count Anywhere inside Mandalay Bay. No. I’m changing the game, why? Because I can. Bare Knuckle Parking Lot Brawl is what we’re doing. Don’t like it? Don’t show up, Gold... I have one question for you.
Max rips his tape with his teeth before tossing it back in his bag.
Max: Are you ready this time?
Max smirks, and begins lacing his boots.
Max: You’ve tried before, and failed. Just like everyone else. I have held this championship since Into the Void IX, and NOBODY has been able to rip it from my grasp. Not you. Not Andrey Azarov. Not Raab. Not Hitamashii. Not even SEVEN of you could take this from me. This is MY championship.
Burke looks down at his championship sitting next to him for a moment before continuing on.
Max: Gold, unfortunately for you that doesn’t change tonight. You see, tonight inside of the Mandalay Bay I am going to beat you from pillar to post. Hell, I might even drag your pathetic ass outside of the building and throw you into incoming traffic if I damn well please.
Burke grabs his ring jacket and tosses it over his shoulder.
Max: Tonight, I might even rip that mask off your head, and show your face to everyone watching finally. Don’t you think it’s time to stop hiding behind it? Listen to me Gold. Listen very carefully. Tonight, just like last time is not your night. Tonight, your nightmare continues. Everyone knows. Nothing changes tonight. Fact.
Max picks up his World Nightmare Championship, and leaves his locker room.
The scene opens backstage at Underground where we see one half of the Pride Tag Team Champs Ariana Angelos warming up ahead of her defence when she is approached by Marissa.
Marissa: Ari, have you seen Carter?
Ariana: No, he didn’t even show up to film Recipe 4 Disaster, I had to get Krystal to film this week’s episodes.
Marissa: Even though he is challenging for the TV Title tonight?
Ariana: The TV Title that he never should’ve lost.
Ari grumbles under her breath before shaking her head.
Ariana: I have heard that he’s in the building, but I haven’t seen him, besides, he may be my bestie, but I have titles to defend.
Marissa: You’re not worried about the Three Way?
Ariana: Not the first three way I’ve been in!
Marissa: Err……...
Ariana: And by that, I mean three way dance, not three way in the bedroom! But seriously, they couldn’t beat me when I was with Carter and they won’t beat me with Rush because fortune favours the bold and they will behold the grace of the Angel’s Descent! And if GRIME do interfere, we have the rhino to back as up.
Ariana says before shaking her head.
Ariana: That was not a sentence I thought I’d say when I signed up for the Go Gym!
Marissa walks off as the scene fades.
Vs 
Bare Knuckle Parking Lot Brawl - GRIME World Nightmare Championship
Gold vs Max Burke
We find our way to the parking lot where a crowd of masked stars are seen standing in a big circle around a structure thrown together sloppily with tow chains to form an official boundary. In the center of the circle is Liam Gagnon and a masked referee. They look to one another as Max Burke and Gold push themselves through the GRIME crowd to walk toward the circle.
Liam: The following contest is a Bare Knuckles Parking Lot Brawl! Iiiiiiiiiintroducing first, he is from Dorchester, New Brunswick Canada, standing at 6’ and weighing in at 220lb, he is… Max Burke!!!
Max steps into the circle and throws his fists up as he gets the masked GRIME members pumped. He roars as he walks around the circle, nodding his head.
Liam: Aaaaaaaand his opponent, representing the masked members of GRIME, he is… Gold!!!
Gold steps into the circle and he peels his shirt off, tossing it on top of a hood of the car, inspiring Max to do the same. Gold stares intensely at Max with rage in his eyes. He tests the sturdiness of the chains to see that they will hold. Yellow holds up a trash can lid and pounds it with a bat to start the match.
Clank! Clank! Clank!
Rob: Gold charges at Max, but Max moves out of the way. Gold grabs onto the chains to stop himself. Max puts a hand on his shoulder, but Gold throws his elbow back to Max’s face.
Ada: Gold throws punches at Max’s face as he backs up toward the center of the circle. Gold follows him, not giving up at all.
Rob: Gold hits an uppercut that puts Max on his back. Gold climbs on top and starts throwing punch after punch to Max’s face, busting over his lip.
Ada: The bloodlust of this crowd is intense and they roar with cheers as Gold pauses for a second.
Rob: That second is enough for Max to grab the back of Gold’s head and he jolts up into a headbutt that cracks the mask. Gold holds onto his forehead, finding blood on his hand.
Ada: It’s Max’s, but it’s enough for Gold to press his forearm across Max’s throat. Max kicks around as Gold pushes down.
Rob: Max claws Gold’s eyes through the mask to break up his hold. He pushes Gold off of him and then scrambles to his feet.
Ada: Gold goes for a blind swing, but Max ducks it. He goes for another, and Max grabs his arm. He throws Gold into a car and then rushes up and cracks an elbow…
Rob: Right into the passenger’s side window, cracking it, as Gold ducks from the elbow. He grabs Max’s face and bashes it through the cracked window.
Ada: This busts Max open even more, putting scratches on his face as well. He falls prone with his head inside of the car.
Rob: Gold grabs Max’s arm to pull him up, but Max grabs Gold’s head and smashes it into the back side window multiple times.
Ada: Max turns Gold around and does a Snapmare to Gold, landing on the concrete. He locks on a Sleeper Hold, but Gold tries his best to get out of it.
Rob: Taking a page out of Max’s book, in a last second bit of desperation, Gold pushes into Max’s eye with his thumb.
Ada: He breaks out of the hold and swings around, punching Max in the side of the head. Max winds up on his back.
Rob: As Gold goes to mount him again, Max flips him over onto his back instead. He grabs Gold and drags him across the asphalt. Gold holds onto his back.
Ada: Max lifts Gold up and he jumps up, landing a Tornado DDT to the asphalt, and he quickly rolls over on top of Gold and hooks the leg.
One!
Two!
Three!
Clank! Clank! Clank!
GRIME: *ROOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRR!!!*
Liam: Here is your winner via pinfall… Max Burke!!!
Max holds his bleeding knuckles up in the air as he looks around at the adoration of his people. He wipes a cocky smirk off of his face and just nods his head as “Nails in the Coffin” plays through the arena speakers. Gold is in pain as he lays on their back. Max comes over and starts to try to take off Gold’s mask when other masked GRIME members storm the parking lot and gives Gold the chance to get out and to the doors. Gold is wagging their finger and shaking their head no.
In the office of Gianni Di Luca, we see him having a sit down talk with Erik Staggs when there is a knock at the door. However, it is more of a banging than a knocking. As Gianni goes to yell to come in, the door flies open before he can even make a peep. Esther and Andrey Azarov walk inside of the office, and Andrey picks up an expensive paperweight, turning it as he inspects it carefully. He places it in his pocket and looks directly at Erik. Esther blows a large bubble with the gum in her mouth as she walks closer to her bosses.
Esther: What kind of shit is this?
Gianni: Pardon the fuck outta me, but you’re the ones bursting into my office, stealing my shhh…
Esther slams her hand on the desktop. She grabs onto a picture frame and tosses it across the office, causing Gianni and Erik to both stand up, ready to defend.
Esther: Don’t play fucking stupid with me! Just a couple of weeks ago, I stood up for you with that demented blonde bimbo, Ruby. I stood by your side and said I would take her down for you. And then this?
Erik: It would be helpful if we knew exactly what you were talking about, Mrs. Azarov?
Andrey steps up now and fumbles with the paperweight in his pocket, ready to use it if necessary.
Andrey: Even idiot can see you are punishing Esther because I beat you in match months ago. That includes you, Mr. Staggs.
Esther tilts her head as if to agree with her husband. Gianni is about to speak, but Erik shakes his head.
Erik: Punishing her, how? What I did was to teach you respect about threatening to leave GRIME for a Combat Championship match. It was to test your loyalties, and here you are. Why would I be mad about it? I’m not some SCU locker room member who gets mad about a loss, because it was one of the biggest wins I’ve ever had by keeping you with us.
Andrey: Is this why I don’t have bookings for months at time? Is this why when I do have match booking, it is opening matches, or piss break matches?
Erik is going to speak, but Andrey doesn’t allow him to.
Andrey: You think Azarov’s are fools, but we have eyes opened and focused on what you are of doing.
Esther: Yeah! We know what you’re of doing! Helena beats Vixen in a non-title match over almost two months ago, and yet the booking states that she got the shot because she beat Vixen. Guess what I did, just last week? I beat your lazy fucking family member, whose too busy coasting on her past successes to even open her mouth to say a fucking word! Just like Helena, only in much more recent history.
Erik: She beat her first, so she gets her title shot first.
Esther: Bullshit! She helped her brothers take down The Monstimals and brought the Hardcore Tag titles back to GRIME, so you’re rewarding her for doing your bidding, and it’s bullshit! You made all kinds of promises to us, but instead of getting what was promised, Andrey gets put on the sidelines, and you put this Rainbow bitch on my case. I’m done sitting back and taking it, so here’s what’s going to happen, Staggy…
Esther steps on the tips of her toes as she gets as close to being in Erik’s face as possible. She pokes him in the chest repeatedly as she speaks.
Esther: You’re going to put me in the Main Event tonight, or I’m going to make sure it doesn’t happen by beating Vixen’s ass… again… and taking out Helena if I fucking have to. And if you don’t think I’m capable of doing that, I’ve got friends who would be more than happy to help me.
Erik looks back as Esther points to the door. We see Queen of Apathy, Rory Rockefeller, Indigo, Macaroni and Cheese, Saddie Brown, Yellow, and Pakistan Green waving at Erik. He rolls his eyes and looks down at Esther.
Erik: No. Nobody, and I do mean nobody, will ever bully me into making a decision. That’s not what GRIME is all about.
Esther goes to speak, but Gianni comes walking around the desk, getting some distance between Esther and Erik, and giving Andrey a look that says “Even with a paperweight, I’ll fuck you up”.
Gianni: Erik, she ain’t that wrong. She did earn the chance to fight Vixen for the title, just like Helena did. Sometimes we don’t see things clearly when we’re booking shows, and we kinda had this planned before she beat Vixen. I don’t see nothin’ wrong with putin’ her in that match tonight.
Erik: But she…!
Gianni and Erik almost seem to have a silent conversation, with several quick glances going toward the group standing at the door, along with Andrey and Esther. Erik sighs and turns away from Esther.
Erik: My shit list is growing exponentially. But… I see the error of my ways, and I’m on board with this plan…
Esther’s demeanor changes instantly and she squeals as she jumps up into Andrey’s arms. They begin kissing, tongue flying everywhere, and the exchange of gum to Andrey’s mouth is the final straw that makes Erik almost wretch as he turns away completely.
Erik: Now get the fuck out of this office before we change our minds!
Gianni: I agree. Y’all nasty, and I’ve sat in the same room with Angel of Filth for twenty minutes once…
Esther and Andrey take their passionate makeout session into the hallway as Erik slams the door shut. He glares at Gianni, who only grins back.
Gianni: It don’t take a rocket scientist to figure out how that’s gonna solve itself, right?
Erik pinches the bridge of his nose and then the two take their seats again.
Gemma and Gail stand in the ring.
Gemma: Please welcome my stablemates, Earl, Dahlia, and Stewart, Team freaking Canada.
They make their way to the ring and enter.
Stewart: This place is alive tonight.
Gemma: Tonight Stewart, you face another staple of SCU, Mark Cross, talk to em’ about this match.
Stewart: Gemma babe, tonight all these great fans are going to see one another great match, Mark Cross is a hell of an athlete, we’ve clashed on several occasions, and tonight it's going to be another barn burner, because that’s how good we both are. Mark don’t get me wrong though, I’m here tonight to win and go to High Stakes against Dax.
Gemma: Alright then, now Earl, Dahlia everyone know your history in tag team wrestling, your pioneers of inter gender tag team wrestling, and the most successful, and your names have become synonymous with the Pride tag team titles tonight you to look to add to legacy but hopefully bringing the Pride tag team titles back into the Team Canada fold.
Earl: Yeah, but let me say this Alex and Ariana are good kids and deserve to be tag team champions.
Dahlia: It doesn't mean we’ll be soft on them when the bell rings, it will The Three way coming and Alex and Ariana full force.
Earl: Another title reign will be great and as you said Gemma adds to our legacy as one of the greatest tag teams of this or any generation,but if we don’t, we know the titles are in great hands.
Gemma: I guess that means we’re out.
