[Calvin Harris]

OOC: According to Google Docs. It comes out 4757 words. All the best to everyone involved! Let’s make the most of it!


Sin City Wrestling’s entire tour had been pretty exciting to say the very least. There was quite the spin on things with all the folk tales and apparent unsolved mysteries. Lots of things for people to get themselves involved with and have some fun. However this week might not have been the idea of “fun” for quite a few people. As it was announced that every single contractual superstar to SCW would be required to stay in what was being described as a haunted forest. Yeah, that just wasn’t something that happened to be “The Highlight of the Night’s” thing.

Not that it really mattered. His name was on a dotted line and therefore he was out there in the trenches just like everyone else. There was still a little bit of light out from the sun, but the further he got himself into the forest. The darker it was getting. Calvin looked over his shoulder. He was just trying to find a decent spot to set up for the night. Away from everyone. So he could relax and not have to worry about any of the pranks he was sure that would be pulled.

CALVIN HARRIS: I want to know why the hell anyone would come up with this idea. It isn’t even spooky, it’s just annoying. All the nasty bugs, the humidity, the disgusting smell. Like are we wrestlers or are we fucking boyscouts?

He was just trucking along bitching to himself. This was certainly not something that he had been looking forward to. His arms were carrying everything imaginable for a camping session. The tent, a backpack full of his things, and everything in between. Suddenly, he heard a branch snap behind him. Causing him to snap around and look behind him. Seeing nothing and no one.

CALVIN HARRIS: I am letting this be known once. I’m not for pranks. I’ll punch whoever that is dead in the nose. First and only warning!

He just glared in the direction of the branch he heard snap for a second or two. Seeing nothing, hearing nothing. He just chalked it up as his head was playing games with him. Turning himself around and started to take a couple more steps into the forest. All of the sudden hearing something to the left of him. It almost sounded like a whisper. “Kill... Kill... Kill!” Calvin dropped all of the items he had in his hand right where he stood. Turning right towards where the sound came from. He was starting to become annoyed.

CALVIN HARRIS: Knock it off!

Those eyes were as narrow as they could get. Like he was super focused and trying to catch anything moving in the woods. Again nothing moved, nothing was said, nothing was seen. His patience was growing thin as he turned to the right. As soon as he turned to the left he found himself JUMPING IN A PANIC all thanks to being caught off guard. What caught him off guard you ask? It was none other than a S’more eating GUY who seemed unphased. Calvin was annoyed as ever as he slapped the smore out of his hand causing it to hit the dirt floor of the forest. Guy turned to him.

GUY: I was eating that!

CALVIN HARRIS: Well that’s what you get for playing games. Out here hanging out in the woods, trying to scare me and shit.

GUY: Huh?

CALVIN HARRIS: Cut the crap Guy. I know it was you stepping on branches and chanting “Kill” a minute ago. Ain’t fooling me.

He continued to glare in his direction. The confused look on Guy’s face kind of said everything it needed to say though.

GUY: It wasn’t me, but you know who it probably was?!

CALVIN HARRIS: It was you. That’s who it was.

GUY: Nope! Wasn’t me, but it could have been that Bobbie Dahl!

CALVIN HARRIS: What are you talking about?!

GUY: Dude! She threatened me! She said she was going to get me. All because I took one of the S’mores she was eyeing. Which if we’re being fair. She could probably afford to not ea---

CALVIN HARRIS: Aye! What we’re not going to do is body shape people.

GUY: Look! She can afford to share the yummies by the campfire! But she wasn’t sharing, so I took one and she told me. She was going to get me! So she’s the one likely hiding out there! Although, I don’t know how she could h---

CALVIN HARRIS: Guy, knock it off!

He shook his head once again. It was common knowledge at this point. Guy was notorious for getting under his skin every week. The two were becoming like an old married couple. Constantly at odds. Guy started to bend down to grab the s’more off the ground, but Calvin just walked right over it smashing it into the ground as he started to try and set up his tent.

CALVIN HARRIS: The last thing you need to do right now is be irritating people I have to get in the ring with. Or in this case Dawn has to get in the ring with. All the respect to Dawn. She carries herself well, but that’s a whole lot of woman to have mad at you!

GUY: Now look who’s body shaming!

A small smirk was spread on the white painted face of Guy. Harris simply rolled his eyes, starting to hammer the stakes to his tent into the ground.

CALVIN HARRIS: We just need to relax. Stay away from everyone. Get through this horrible night. So, I can make sure I’m focused for tomorrow. The pressure is really on now that the Semi-Finals are here.

GUY: Horrible night?

CALVIN HARRIS: I didn’t stutter. This whole forest thing is miserable. I’ve never even been camping as a kid.

GUY: Well, that’s because according to what Alessandra has told me. Your daddy didn’t love you as a kid. It’s why you’re always so grumpy. I hear it runs in the family.

CALVIN HARRIS: One, never bring my father up again. That’s almost as bad as mentioning Michael’s name.

For a second Calvin just shrugged at the mere mention of his Uncle and SCW Heavyweight Champion. The issues amongst that entire family ran pretty deep.

CALVIN HARRIS: Two, you need to stop having any conversations with my wife. Because at this point, you’re playing a dangerous-dangerous game. That’s not going to work out for you.

GUY: She said you’d say that. Something about your insecurity or something along those lines.

Calvin went to lunge at the immature being that was Guy, but stopped himself in the knick of time. Just huffing in frustration. Glaring back at him.

CALVIN HARRIS: And finally. You need to shut up before I show you how grumpy I can be. Now help me with this stupid thing.

Motioning for some help. Guy found himself getting down on his knees to assist in the situation.

GUY: If you ask me brother. You’re a little too grumpy for a match that’s easy. I mean easy easy. Dawn just has to run and run and run some more. Bobbie is bound to get tired and fall down. Since Dawn is a puppy. She’s full of energy. It’ll be no problem for her.

CALVIN HARRIS: ... I still don’t get your logic behind this. Is your jealously that deeply rooted?!

GUY: She barks man! You hear it! Buuuuuuuuuuuuut! Jack isn’t nearly the wrestler that you are. Never has been. Never will be. Dude is just another generic Create A Wrestler from the Nintendo 64 games!

CALVIN HARRIS: Ha! Now that’s a good one!

There was a brief little chuckle coming from “The Highlight of the Night” over those comments.

GUY: I say all of that to say this. I think I know why you’re extra grumpy this week. I’ve figured it all out in this big ol’ brain of mine. Now you being grumpy isn’t because we have to go camping in this beautiful nature spot. And no, it isn’t from last week’s strip search.

CALVIN HARRIS: I told you, we were never to talk of that!

GUY: We’re not talking about it. Unless you really need to. Mental health stuff is important Cal.

Of course Calvin just glared at him.

GUY: Okay! I get it, but you’re grumpy because despite being a better wrestler than him. Your first and only loss since coming back to SCW has been to that Leave It The Beaver looking dude!

CALVIN HARRIS: Leave It To Beaver? Nowhere near as good as the sixty four reference my man. In fact it’s a little outdated reference.

GUY: Not at all. I’m up to date with all the pop cultures!

CALVIN HARRIS: That isn’t even pop culture at this point dummy! But regardless, I don’t even want to talk about that douchebag.

GUY: See, see! I knew it was a sensitive subject! Proving that I’m a great best friend and tag team partner. I know what’s wrong with my other half!

CALVIN HARRIS: Please for the love of God. Never refer to me as your other half ever again!

Finally with the stakes into the ground. Calvin stood up and with Guy’s help started to get the tent to stand up straight.

GUY: Point is, I knew that’s why you was bitter. And therefore I have come up with an idea to make tomorrow night go without a hitch.

CALVIN HARRIS: Oh god. Here you go with your genius schemes again. Let me guess, it’s going to be putting Jack’s face on a s’more with Bobbie eating it. Another t-shirt idea.

GUY: No... that was not the idea, but killer merch idea good sir. Knew you’d come around.

CALVIN HARRIS: ... Ugh.

GUY: The idea is simple. You let me go out there tomorrow night. I’ll be the perfect distraction.

CALVIN HARRIS: No, no. And no again.

GUY: Why not?!

With the tent able to stand up. Calvin placed his hands on his hip. Really putting off those ‘dad’ vibes and just glared at Guy once more.

CALVIN HARRIS: Couple of reasons, but the main reason is... I don’t need you to be distracted. That’s not how I want to win this thing. Last week was a mess in itself. Dawn and I got a bye. We got to move on without earning it. We didn’t get a chance to fight to earn the spot we are in this week. I know that things happen and there wasn’t anything we could do about it. But eyes are on us because of it. And I already know that Jack is going to have something smart to say. He’s going to do what he does best, paint a narrative, and get under my skin. Get under everyone’s skin. So, this entire thing is going to have to be a fight. Dawn and I are going to have to be on our A-Game. No ifs, ands, or buts about it.

Guy just stood there looking at Calvin. Here he was just suggesting an idea and Calvin was cutting a full on promo. He just made a side eye-like expression, as he further listened to him.

CALVIN HARRIS: So, the last thing I need you to do is to cause a distraction and it leads to a cheap win. That’s not how I’m going to do things. Not when I got a personal issue with him.

GUY: Alriiiiiighhhttttiieee thennnnnn! Gonna start charging you extra to hear snoozefest promos. But, fine! I won’t get involved. I won’t be a distraction. Even though I think it would be funny to beat him over the head with a rubber chicken.

CALVIN HARRIS: A rubber chicken?

GUY: It’s a thing with my people. Ultimate form of disrespect!

CALVIN HARRIS: Don’t know why I even asked.

GUY: Because we’re tag team partners and best friends. That’s what our type does!

Such a beaming smirk was filled all over his face.

GUY: But, I’ll just be out there as an insurance policy.

CALVIN HARRIS: Guy...

GUY: That’s my name! Decision has been made. I’ll be out there. Fully kitted up. Merch in hand. Munnies in pocket. Eyes in the back of my head. We’re seeing this thing through till the end.

CALVIN HARRIS: I know there is nothing I say that’s ever going to get through to you. You’re just... very stubborn. At least you’re not ego driven like some people around here. But fuck it, whatever. At this point, what’s the worst that could happen?

GUY: Now that’s the spirit!

Guy found himself slapping Calvin on the shoulder in excitement. Seemingly realizing that his charm was wearing off and starting to bring him around. Now before anything else could be said between the two of them. All of the sudden a really loud HOWL could be heard behind them. Both of them just turned around extra slow like. They could see a set of beady glowing eyes off in the darkness. Guy swallowed real hard as he stuttered.

GUY: Uh... uhm... uh... Please tell me that’s the bark-bark partner of yours.

CALVIN HARRIS: That would be a negative ghost rider.

GUY: We are so fu---

Leaping out of the woods at that moment snarling and foaming at the mouth was a pretty large Wolf. The focus was locked in the two. All of the sudden Calvin pushed Guy before starting to haul ass into the deepest depths of the forest. Guy wasn’t too far behind, starting to sprint right on behind him. Luckily for them, not that they would’ve had any idea. All the wolf wanted was the s’more that had been smashed into the ground only moments before. Taking the time to walk up and fiest on it. All while the duo known as Two Guys, One Cape would left to get lost in by far the creepiest place of the entire Sin City Wrestling tour.


The night time had fallen and the cool wind had taken over the forest. Needless to say the erie-ness of this trip had started to really settle in. For the man known as "TheHighlight of the Night” this was the perfect time for him to reflect on the match he had coming up. Holding a flashlight up so his face was visible he began to walk through the dark forest.

“ Last week didn’t go the way I wanted it to go. It didn’t go the way Dawn wanted it to go. I know it certainly didn’t go the way that Kim and Goth wanted it to go. All of us were looking forward to stepping into the ring and showing our craft to be in this very spot I’m about to be in tonight. The Semi-Finals of the Blast From The Past tournament. After all this is the go home. You win this one. You’re in the finals competing for a shot at a World Championship in the near future. It doesn’t really get that much better than that right? ”

That single question carrying off into the cold crisp air of the forest. It was pretty self explanatory when one thought about it. That was the whole purpose of Blast From The Past. To go the distance and to get that title shot. It was certainly a driving point for Calvin. After all being a two-time Heavyweight Champion. In fact it was the only championship he ever held with his history within SCW.

“ But it isn’t going to be easy. Nor should it be. Because despite the bye Dawn and I might have gotten. We’re up against what I would consider the second toughest team left in this tournament. The first being Devona and J2H. We find ourselves against Bobbie Dahl and the Internet Champion, Jack Washington. On paper, it wouldn’t look like much of a team right? Take away the fact that we were all paired up at random like everyone else. Just looking at them side by side. The way they conduct themselves. The way they got about their business. They way they do things inside the ring. You would just assume it wouldn’t work, but it has. It has carried them all the way to the finals and it wasn’t an easy road for them.

Defeating a former four time World Champion in Mac Bane is no easy task. Neither was beating his tag team partner for that match Laura Phoenix, but they rose to the challenge to get it done. Finding a way to get past Alexandra Callaway and Alexander Raven was also not an easy task. Yet, the two of them dug deep. They made it happen. That’s how Jack  got that nice piece of gold around his waist to begin with. The point I’m making here is Bobbi and Jack are making a serious run in this tournament. There is no denying that they are a threat. Therefore Dawn and I are going to have to be at our very best. No room for error. Not even the simplest mistake can be made because they’ve proven they pounce on that kind of thing.

Truth be told though. I’m actually really and I mean really looking forward to this match. For a little bit more than just the fact that it’s a hard context. For more than the fact it’s going to test Dawn and I’s strengths. As well as expose our weaknesses as a team. But, I’m looking forward to this match for another reason. I see this as a chance to redeem myself. As much as I said Jack Washington is good at what he does. He’s without a doubt a threat. Yet, at the end of the day. I don’t think Jack is a better wrestler than me. I don’t think he’s a better champion than I could one day be again. I don’t think Jack is at that ... next level just yet. And the fact that he is the only person I’ve lost to since I’ve come back to wrestling and come back to Sin City is something that just doesn’t sit right with me. Especially when having such a douchey and very punchable face! ”

Calvin had quite the sly little smirk spread across his face at that moment. Granted, he already knew the words he was choosing were fighting words and the little ‘beef’ he and Jack had would have to come to blows after it. Something that he seemed perfectly intent on having happen.

“ It isn’t just that you beat me Jack, nah. That’s embarrassing alone when I know deep down. I’m the better wrestler, but it’s the fact that you made me tap out. In the time I’ve been wrestling, I can count on ONE HAND who many times I’ve been forced to tap out. And each time it was by the hand of men that were miles and I mean miles better than you. I doubt you’ll ever reach the status of those men. But again the fact is, you made me tap out. You’ve got a win over me. Hell, you even made my kid question me for a second. Went out of his way to create this beautiful drawing for me. Let it be known how much he believed in me. Also said you had a douchey punchable face, and then I let him down. Boy, oh boy has this left a sour taste in my mouth. But I told myself Jack, there was going to come a time. There was going to come a place. There was going to come a situation where I’d meet you again and when that happened. I was going to avenge that loss.

I just didn’t think it would be happening this soon, or happening in quite the... big circumstances. You know when we faced off last time. You called me a nobody and said I was more or less irrelevant. Despite doing your history lessons, junior. But I didn’t let that really get to me. However when you think about it. Since I’ve come back. I haven’t really done anything of real significance. You’re further along now then when we met. Being the Internet Champion and all. Got some pretty impressive wins under your belt now. Simply put you’re riding a high and you’re just a couple of steps away from getting a shot at the SCW Heavyweight Championship. A championship you once held. Seemingly, the only thing you’ve really wanted for a long time. To put this so-called respect that you deserve on your name. It’s a shame that someone like me is going to come along and mess it all up for you. Of course, I wish I could say. It isn’t personal and that it’s just business. But for me, it is personal. ”

Back in the day, Calvin was known for having a chip on his shoulder. He was known for having an attitude and being a little difficult to deal with. In recent months, it seemed that he had turned over a new leaf, but if anyone remembered the past. When Calvin took something personally, it was real personal and it was heard to stop him. Jack Washington might just have been in a little more trouble than he’d like to admit.

“ I did my bit where I built you up, but this is the bit where I tear you down. Like I’ve been saying, I don’t believe you’re the better wrestler than me and I don’t believe at this particular moment that you're the face or even the future face of Sin City Wrestling. Sure, there’s a ton of potential there but to get there. You gotta go through the trenches. You gotta go through the adversary. You gotta have those skills of yours pushed to the limits. Pushed all the way until it feels like everything is going to snap. Just to see how strong your will, your drive, and your determination is. Anyone like you can get a fluke win over me. A fluke win over a couple of those names I mentioned. All it takes is the stars to align just right on that night, but to go out there and do it every single night and make yourself a star. You have to go through everything I’ve mentioned. So you can bet your ass on Sunday, when the two of us finally step into the ring. When that bell rings and the spotlight is on. I’m taking you to your limits, kid. We’re going to really find out what you’re made of. In front of a solid out arena, filled with upward of ten thousand Romanian fans going wild! ”

For a brief moment he stopped wandering into the darkest part of the forest. Letting that cool air breeze through his long black hair as he took a second to take it all in. And realize just what kind of an environment he was going to be in with such an excited crowd. It made goosebumps form on his skin just thinking about it. Quite the adrenaline rush in all reality.

“ But I’m not foolish by any means Jack. I know what kind of sneaky underhanded piece of shit you can be. I know that you’re going to remind me of that victory you hold over me. I know that you’re going to let me know that ultimately in the end. I’m the one that has to prove himself. Because you’ve already proven yourself against me. I get it. I’d expect nothing less, but you do realize that your ego is going to end up being your biggest downfall right? It goes hand in hand with what I’m saying about having those limits tested. It goes hand in hand with being forced to go the distance.

It goes hand in hand with seeing what kind of wrestler you are when you have to dig deep. If the only thing you’re going to continue to rely on is that ego. Not willing to improve. Not willing to open your mind to the reality of the situation. If you’re not willing to actually be good in the ring. Even borderline great against someone like me. Then that ego is going to lead you down the worst path. It’s going to fail you. It’s going to give out from under you. And it’s going to bring you crashing down into the ground for a very disheartening end.

You’re just lucky that the Internet Championship isn’t on the line. It’s already going to say a lot when I bounce back and beat you when you’re on this run. It’s going to speak volumes when I send you right back to the mid-card where you belong at best. SCW really saved you by seeing to it that the Internet Championship wasn’t on the line. Cause, if it was. You’d be looking at a new champion and there is no chance that you would ever recover from a loss like that. But again, I get it Jack. I have seen who you are and how you conduct yourself. Everything I’m saying is falling om deaf ears right now. Honestly, I’m okay with that. It’s going to make this so much better in the end. ”

Calvin had an image for how things were going to go. He seemed more than convinced it was going down that way to a tee, but only time would really tell. Keeping that expression on his face, as he found himself continuing.

“ I’m man enough to admit Jack. If I fail this time. I’ll shake your hand. I’ll give you credit. I’ll tell the world that you’re the better wrestler than me. But because I don’t believe that’s true. Because, I don’t believe you can best me again. Because, I don’t believe that you’re more deserving of winning this tournament than me. And more importantly, because I don’t believe you are more deserving of a shot at the SCW Heavyweight Championship than me. There isn’t a single bit of any thought process I have that tells me I’ll have to give you that credit. Because again, I don’t believe it. Honestly Jack, you'll be a lot better off. Letting Bobbie handle things and hoping she’s good enough to put Dawn down, so you two can move on. Then to leave it up to yourself to be in there with me. But then again if you take that route. Kind of exposes yourself to me and lets me know that deep down you don’t really think you can handle your own against me. At the end of the day, Jack. The ball is in your court, but I’m coming to cross your ankles and slam this shit home. ”

Another little smirk was spread across his lips. Clearly, Calvin was thinking pretty highly of himself. No different than what Jack and Bobbie themselves would end up doing.

“ This entire tournament has always been meant to honor the wrestlers of the past. Everything they did. All the blood, sweat, and tears that were split. All the ground breaking barriers that took place. That was all for us. It was all for the generation after them, my generation, and even for the generation after me. So on and so forth. I understand that and I respect that. So ain’t no way in hell, I’m going to let a couple of punk kid’s on a hot streak that have no real respect for this industry as a whole get past me. Nah, I’ll die trying to stop them before I just roll over and play dead. Either way Jack, Bobbie. Y’all two better come buckled up and ready for this ride. Cause this might be the first and last time you ever get to be the Highlight of the Night, thanks to yours truly! ”

At that moment, it appeared there was nothing else left to be said. Of course in the wrestling business, words only got you so far. Eventually all the talking would come to an end and you’d have to step into the ring to show what you were made of. With the single click of the flashlight button Calvin’s face blended into the darkness and away he went. Leaving the world of Sin City Wrestling to wait and see how one of the most talked about Semi-Final matches of the entire Blast From The Past tournament would end.