[Christian Underwood]

Please post all roleplays here! Have fun and good luck!

[Logan Hunter]

Following his loss to Kris Ryans in the opening round of the Blast from the Past Tournament Logan seemed directionless for weeks, this is until the penultimate Climax Control of the Viking Era Tour where Logan’s match for the upcoming Into the Void PPV from Paris was announced and it promised to be the biggest match of his career as Logan was challenging fellow Aussie Aiden Reynolds for the Roulette Title in his first title match in SCW.

And after a narrow loss to Kevin Carter in the Main Event of the Go Home Show for Into the Void? Logan was more determined than ever to not only break his losing streak but win his first title in SCW, can Logan win?

Outside Logan’s Hotel Room, Amsterdam, The Netherlands
Sunday the 11th of May 2025, 23:00pm

Tonight was a setback but it will be the last.

Kevin Carter is the luckiest son of a bitch on the roster and my match against him proved that tonight! But that match is behind me, right now? I need to get ready.

My first title match in SCW is at hand, me, one on one with the Gold Coast’s own Aiden Reynolds in a Roulette Title Match! I have awaited this moment since my debut, it was just a matter of time while I used LJ Kasey as an example of the violence I planned to inflict once I was entered into the Roulette Division.

For you see? LJ won the war at Blaze of Glory, but me? I won the long game! LJ hasn’t been seen since his loss to Alex Jones during the second week of the tour while I bask in championship glory! And believe me, I will relish every second of it!

But first? We needed to get to Paris.

”Marissa.” I stated bluntly as I marched up to Brooke’s twin sister and her head snapped up, I had told Marissa to remain at the hotel while we conducted our important work without distractions and she had been checking her phone when we approached her. ”Are you packed yet?”

”Nice to see you too Logan.” Marissa responded as she rolled her eyes, we hadn’t exactly left her in the best of moods but that didn’t matter. ”My night was great! Spent all of it in my room watching cat videos on TikTok or watching stuff on YouTube since, oh, I don’t know, you told me to stay behind for no damn reason!”

”DO NOT GET SHORT WITH ME MARISSA!” I demanded as I got in the brunette woman’s face and she stood her ground despite being just as short as Brooke who was just rounding the corner. ”My work tonight was too important for an annoying distraction like you to detract from it!”

”I’m not an “annoying distraction”, I’m your girlfriend’s older sister damn it!” Marissa snapped as she pointed a finger at my face with fire in her eyes. ”And frankly? Your antics since I moved in with you guys after the LA fires destroyed my home has given me nothing short of hell! I am trying very hard to be the moral compass of this damn house and every fucking week you find a new and exciting way to give me a migraine!”

”Guys, shut the fuck up!” Brooke finally interrupted us and we turned to the youngest of the trio, barely on a technicality mind you as Brooke was born a few minutes after Marissa but still. ”It’s late, people are trying to get sleep in their hotel rooms and I’m not about to explain to the SCW bosses how we got kicked out of the hotel literally the night before checkout!”

”You’re right Brooke and I’m sorry, I’m just sick of being the butt of the jokes in this trio!” Marissa sighed as she folded her arms. ”I started packing the moment the result of the match between you and Kevin Carter was clear, only thing I haven’t packed is my laptop and toiletries which I’m leaving until first thing in the morning, provided this lunatic doesn’t get us kicked out of course!”

”Good, me and Brooke are about to start packing, we’ll be done by breakfast tomorrow morning.” I responded as I turned to Brooke and she nodded in response. ”We are catching the first flight to Paris tomorrow morning, be ready!”

”Ready for what exactly? The fight to Paris won’t even take us an hour and thirty minutes, trust me, I checked.” Marissa asked and I just shook my head in response. ”If you want to be cryptic oh golden lord? Fine, just know that I don’t have any patience for your grandiose bullshit.”

”And now I’m the one getting a migraine! Logan. Let’s just call it a night, we have a lot of shit to do tomorrow.” Brooke sighed as she ran a hand down her face and I nodded before making my way into me and Brooke’s hotel room. ”Night sis.”

”Good night.” Marissa sighed before Brooke entered our room and closed the door, Marissa shook her head as she entered her own room. ”If that maniac actually wins the title at Into the Void I’ll look as old as that actress Brooke’s named after before I’m even old enough to drink!” Marissa sighed as she shook her head. ”Maybe I should kill an hour or two looking up the age in France?” Marissa added before entering her room.

Local café, Paris, France
Monday the 12th of May 2025, 14:00pm

I never envisioned Paris as the site of my triumph, much less five months into my wrestling career, and yet here I am, in Paris set to do battle for the Roulette Championship following my wrestling debut back in December.

Fitting that the city of love has such a bloody past, isn’t it?

From the French Revolution to the battle that was the whole reason SCW chose Paris to host the final show of the Viking Era Tour? It’s a simple fact and a place of such beauty can hold many dark secrets, from the Catacombs beneath the city to the wars I’ve mentioned? Yes, this will do nicely for the site of my Roulette Title triumph.

Right now though? I’m enjoying a meal with Brooke at a local café while planning the locations from where I will cut my promos for the match against Reynolds, it pays to be prepared off course.

”So, you want to cut a promo from the Catacombs, right?” Brooke asked as she looked up from her phone and I nodded without hesitation, Marissa had elected to stay at the hotel for the day as she was still heated from the argument we had in Amsterdam which gave me some alone time with her younger sister. ”Slight problem, that place isn’t open on Mondays and you’re adamant about trying to be the first wrestler to promot your match for Into The Void, right?”

”Yes and there are other options.” I responded as I leaned forward on the café table. ”What about that palace Gojira played from at the Olympics last year?”

”I’m definitely going to butcher the French Pronunciation so I’m just going to call it Marie Antonette’s Palace.” Brooke admitted as she shook her head and I nodded in response. ”But yeah, that’s open, it’s part of the Palace of Versailles so we’ll probably have to hop on a tour of that place to gain access but it’s doable, but like the Catacombs it’s not open on Mondays, one advantage it has is that it’s not as limited in terms of capacity.”

”Good, that will do for my first promo location, we’ll save the catacombs for week two.” I nodded in response as I leaned back in my chair and Brooke nodded in agreement. ”We’ll just have to try to get to the palace as early as possible tomorrow morning.”

”I’ll see if I can talk the hotel staff into giving us an early wakeup call tomorrow morning, hopefully I can find one who speaks English because my French is pretty much non-existent.” Brooke responded as she shook her head and I nodded. ”Unless we’re talking about French Kissing, I’m fluent in that but, well, you know that already.”

”And so does everyone you film your OnlyFans vids with.” I responded dryly and Brooke had a good laugh at that, before either of us could continue the waiter (who did speak English) came up with our food.

“I hope you’re enjoying your stay in Paris.” The waiter stated before he set my food down. “And for the wife.” He added as he set down Brooke’s plate and she did a double take.

”Err, we’re dating but we’re not married.” Brooke responded sheepishly as she turned to the waiter. ”I’m not even twenty year, I’m a month away from my birthday though.”

“Happy birthday in advance, and I’m sure he’ll treat you right when he does pop the question.” The waiter responded with a chuckle and I had to raise an eyebrow at the thought of Marissa overhearing that remark if she had come with us. “Enjoy your food.”

”Thanks.” Brooke responded before the waiter walked off and she turned her attention to me. ”Aside from that week in Denmark we’ve been pretty active on this whole tour, how did it take someone that long to mistake us for a married couple?”

”Does it matter?” I asked before digging into the food. ”So long as we keep up appearances in public no one will suspect what I have planned for after I win the title from Reynolds.”

”Maybe, but neither you or me have any rings on our fingers.” Brooke pointed out before stretching out her hands to emphasize her point. ”I know not everyone wears wedding rings 24/7 but still.”

”How about we worry about our food going cold first.” I suggested and Brooke nodded in agreement before we started eating.

The Palace of Versailles, Paris, France
Tuesday the 13th of May 2025, 17:00pm

*promo time*

There we stood on a balcony at the Palace of Versailles overlooking Paris, Brooke was leaning against the ledge with the palms of her hands on the railing while I stood there with my arms crossed, ready to conduct the promo.

”Ah! Ca ira, ca ira, ca ira, les aristocrats a’ la lanternal, ah! Ca ira, ca ira ca ira, les aristocrats on les pendel.” I stated before holding up my phone. ”Thank you Google Translate for making my planned intro all the more easier but for a city that is associated with love, romance and fashion? Paris does have a bloody history, doesn’t it? Take my current location for example, me and Brooke are in the Palace of Versailles, namely the area where Marie Antonette called home and she was one of the victims of the French Revolution, therefore it is a perfect location to start my revolution!

Aiden Reynolds, the man who’s held onto the Roulette Championship since last year’s High Stakes, you serve as my opponent in two weeks’ time where we will do battle for that championship!” I stated as I smirked. ”The Go Gym vs. Wolfslair, a battle almost as old as SCW itself, we will write the latest chapter at Into the Void and trust me Aidan, it’ll be a very blood affair indeed.”

At that point Brooke spoke up.

”If they ever added an award for “Most Protected Champion” to the Year End Awards at High Stakes? You’d be the top contender this year Aiden and it wouldn’t even be close!” Brooke stated as she grinned sadistically at the camera. ”I mean seriously, when was the last time you wrestled on Climax Control? Never mind defending the title because it seems like the bosses are allergic to putting title matches on the regular shows this year but while Logan has been a pretty consistent presence in Climax Control matches, what have you done?

Oh right, you last fought Eddie Lyons in an Elimination Chamber Qualifying Match, how could I forget the time you lost a match to the same guy you beat for the title at last year’s Into the Void only to lose it two weeks later to Raven?” Brooke scoffed as she rolled her eyes. ”And when you did defend the title, who was it against? Connor Murphy and Daniel Morgan? Two washed up has beens? And I say that as someone who was trained by Daniel at the Go Gym! Pathetic!”

It was then that I spoke up.

”Do you ever stop to think about how you compare to the other champions Aiden? Victoria could very well become the first champion in years to hold her title for a whole year if she survives the Queens Gambit, Bella has had a fire lit under her for months, Kevin Carter, while lucky, is a tough son of a bitch, Alex Jones is in the middle of a career renaissance and Kayla has her mind set on being a dominant champion for another year.” I shook my head as I looked into the camera. ”And then there’s you! Brooke has already spelled it out but it clear to everyone with a working set of eyes that you are the weakest champion in SCW Currently.

It's time some respect was brought back to the Roulette Division, and I’m the man to do it!”  I stated bluntly as I paced around the balcony for a minute or two. ”And that starts by taking the championship from you Aiden, your time is done, it’s time for a new face to lead the division to new gory, I said that the Golden Age of Violence is upon us at Climax Control Aidan and at Into the Void? I will show you exactly what I mean!”

Brooke spoke up again.

”It’s funny how it works out, isn’t it Aiden? Last year you defeated an American to win the gold only to lose it to a fellow Aussie weeks later, now that you’re on reign number two? Well let’s just say that it’s appropriate that this is reign number two because as a champion? You stink worse than French Cheese!” I could’ve sworn I heard some people gasp when Brooke said that but if they did? We ignored them. ”This won’t be a title change, it’ll be the mercy killing of a pathetic title reign!

Sorry, not sorry!” Brooke stated as she blew a mocking kiss to the camera. ”Consider that to be the kiss of death for your reign Aiden because Logan’s waited months for this! Hell, he’s been waiting since before we made our official debuts for SCW.”

Story time.

”As Brooke previously mentioned, we graduated from the Go Gym in early December but what if I told you that we were supposed to debut before then? At High Stakes.” I stated with a sneer as I glared at the camera. ”Remember the High Stakes Rumbles Aiden? Those open invitational matches that had wrestlers for both divisions coming out of the wood work because there was a promise of a title match at the Christmas Special?

That was meant to be our in ring debuts! Gabriel promised us that we would be allowed to take part if he was satisfied enough with our progress as wrestlers to graduate us.” I grunted as I folded my arms. ”HE BROKE THAT PROMISE! He didn’t graduate us until after High Stakes, said we weren’t ready! That is why we went after Caleb Storms on our first night, that fool had a spot that should’ve been mine! That is why we went after LJ and Alexandra as hard as we did and trust me Aiden? It’s only going to get worse for the rest of the roster once I take that title from you!”

Brooke spoke up again with a scowl on her otherwise beautiful face.

”How do you think that makes me feel Aiden? I wasn’t even signed on as a wrestler after graduation, I had to make do with being Logan’s manager!” Brooke added as she shook her head. ”And trust me when I say this Aiden, I will do everything in my power to make sure Logan walks out of Paris the new Roulette Champion as is my duty as his manager!

We’ve waited far too long for an opportunity like this and we will take it by the horns!” Brooke added as she flipped some hair over her shoulder. ”Your title reign is on life support Aiden and at Into the Void? Logan will be the one who pulls the plug and usher in a new reign, with little old me at his side of course! Welcome to your world of pain Aiden and it won’t stop until Logan’s the new champion!”

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”Aiden, as soon as you accept that my reign is not only imminent but inevitable? The easier it’ll be for you.” I stated before grinning widely. ”But don’t take that to mean that I will show you any mercy! It won’t matter what stipulation the Roulette Wheel stops on in two weeks at Into the Void Aiden because I will bring the brutality that is deserved of my title!

For you see Aiden? I am the Lord of All that is Golden and YOU WILL KNEEL BEFORE ME!” I said before taking several deep breaths. ”This is the beginning of your end as Roulette Champion my friend and you will not go quietly, oh no, I will not allow it!”

And with that I decided to wrap things up.

”You can beg for mercy all you want Aiden but you will find none from me at Into the Void!” I added as I pointed to an invisible watch on my wrist. ”The clock is ticking Aiden, your time as champion is at its end and come Into the Void? My time as SCW Roulette Champion will begin in glorious bloodshed that his scity has not seen since the Siege of Paris or the French Revolution.

All that will be missing is a guillotine that seal the deal!” I added before pulling Brooke in close and she put her hand on my chest while looking at the camera. ”Because you are looking at SCW’s next power couple and when I win that title five months into my career? My legacy will be all but assured! Woe to the Vanquished, for the losses of pathetic champions will not be mourned as Aiden Reynolds embraces oblivion on my road to the title!”

Brooke turned off the camera as the scene fades.

[Aiden Reynolds]

Sacred

Dickie Watson sat in his office going over some papers. Blissfully unaware of the shit storm that was about to come walking in through the front door. As he took a sip of his energy drink and put it back on the desk, he moved some papers to the side, took a deep breath, and looked up just in time to see the door fly open and his best friend/former tag team partner, Aiden Reynolds, step in.

Dickie blinked a few times, tilting his head trying to figure out why he was seeing what he was seeing. Aiden stood there, his hair slicked back. He was dressed in a tailored black suit with a red handkerchief in the top pocket of the jacket. ”Uh..dude what the shit?”

Aiden looks around and slowly smiles before walking over and standing next to Dickie‘s desk putting his hands in front of him crossing one over the other and standing at attention.

Dickie raised an eyebrow looking around before standing up and booking Aiden up and down with a confused book ”Why?…”

Aiden turns and quickly bows before speaking in Japanese ”私はあなたの背中を支えるためにここにいます”(I’m here to watch your back)

Dickie blinks a few times and looks back out the door at all of the confused employees of the store out front before walking over and closing the door that he left open before scratching the back of his head ”Why do you want to wash my back?”

Aiden raises an eyebrow and sighs before speaking back in English with his usual Australian accent ”Watch mate, watch your back. How in the hell are you the head of a chapter of the yakuza while not knowing how to speak Japanese?”

Aiden tilts his head and Dickie tuts shaking his head ”Hey! I know how to speak Japanese. It was your Australian accent while speaking Japanese that put me off. And what do you mean by watching my back? What are you doing here, dude?”

Aiden laughs and throws his arms in the air as if it should be obvious. ”I’m here to help you out. I know you said I should stay away and focus on my wrestling career. But that is going pretty well right now. So, I’ve come to join the yakuza.” Aiden smirks and Dickie just stays silent. ”I can be your right-hand man. I’ll do whatever you need me to, boss.”

Dickie shakes his head. Unsure of what to say he takes a moment before going back around the desk and sitting down. ”Aiden, no…”

”What? Why?”

”Well, one, Kallie would kill me. And, two, this is not the type of place that you want to be in. You have a great career, I just kind of fell into this shit.” Dickie paused unsure of if he should tell Aiden all of the reasons. Because there were many..

Aiden frowns and shakes his head ”You know that I can help you. You have to have people around you that you can trust. People around you who will always have your back. Mate, you know that’s me.” Aiden smirks and continues ”You could send me out on collection runs, or I could infiltrate places that some of your other guys can’t, you know, because I look like I could be an American as long as I don’t open my mouth”

Dickie rubs his temples taking a deep breath but before he can say anything the door opens and a Asian man step in. Wearing a T-shirt and baggy jeans. Aiden raises an eyebrow.

Before the gentleman can step toward Dickie and say anything Aiden moves in front of him. ”私の上司と話してもいいって誰が言ったの?” (Who said you could talk to my boss?) The kid raises an eyebrow looking confused, Dickie stands up but before he can say anything Aiden continues ”それで何を着てるの？なんて失礼なの”(And what are you wearing? How rude)

The guy looks around Aiden and to Dickie and then in perfect English with an American accent gets Dickies attention ”Hey I got your order…some fried chicken and rice….” He hands the bag to Dickie and then as he is walking past Aiden he scoffs ”Dude…I was born here…and I’m also Korean not Japanese…”

The guy leaves and Aiden scratches the back of his head as Dickie rolls his eyes and opens the small cardboard box popping a piece of Korean fried chicken in his mouth ”So uh….Can I have a piece of that?” Dickie laughs to himself and slowly slide the box over to Aidan who pops a bit of fried chicken into his mouth and shrugs. The issue was closed for now. But it wouldn’t be forever. Eventually Dickie would have to give Aiden a straight answer and also tell him the truth.

He wasn’t the “yakuza” type.

Unbroken Hearts

”Well goddamn…it is damn good being a champion…”

Aiden Reynolds, the happy-go-lucky yet slightly cocky Australian slowly Smile as he popped his arms over his chest and we pull out to find that he is standing right in front of the louvre.  Why the Louvre? Well, let’s just say that because of two previous yet unrelated incidents, he is not allowed near Notre Dame or the Eiffel Tower.

”And I’d like to think that now all of those whispers about me being the roulette champion have died down. You know the ones. All those people who seem to believe that my championship run was going to be a quick one-and-done. That I was going to lose my championship in the first defence. Well, now I’ve defended this championship a few times, and I am not really looking at slowing down. Connor Murphy did everything he could for 30 minutes to wrestle this championship away from me. 30 whole minutes. He tried everything he could.”

“But in the end, I held my head high, and I was the champion. I walked out holding this title over my head and then was able to swing it over my shoulder and walk into every single show since then as the champion. Leading through this Viking era tour all the way to Paris, France.”

“The city of love…”

“Eh, it’s alright.”

“But I’m here for a reason. I’m not here to take in the sights, and the sounds, and the food. I’m here to defend my championship again. To step into that ring with the roulette wheel spin and whatever it lands on, let it decide my fate. And what can I say? I’m starting to thrive on the chaos of it all. Not knowing what type of matches are going to be when I step into the arena is starting to be a unique experience and a rush that I will never forget. And this time. I’m defending against Logan Hunter.”

Aiden nods and smiles as Dickie Watson steps into from eating a chocolate filled croissant.

”Another fellow Aussie. But I don’t know, something seems off. Something just seems wrong about the way you carry yourself in the things that you say. I mean goddamn. You have one of the coolest names I’ve ever heard. Logan Hunter. But something just doesn’t seem right. He just feels weird looking at you. Like I’ve seen you somewhere before, but I can’t quite put my finger on it. It could probably be nothing. But at the same time, I’m not 100% sure.”

Dickie stands in the background continuing to eat his chocolate filled croissant. Keen eyed viewers might even notice that Dickie and Logan look very similar to each other. In fact, eerily similar to each other. Something that Aidan seems to have missed out on, but a lot of other people have commented on.

”I don’t know. But what I do know Logan, is it you’re a bit of a dick. You have a move where you literally pull brass knuckles out and punch someone with them. That already tells me that you can’t get the job done by just being a great wrestler; you need to take shortcuts. And mate, Shortcuts don’t get you anywhere anywhere anywhere. They just get you found out. But then again, what should I expect from someone from Sydney? The biggest city in our country but full of the most dickheads.”

“And you’re also a go gym graduate. So this is going to be another match in the long line of rivalry matches between the go gym and Wolfslair. Despite the fact that my gym has had more champions in it than go gym ever will….per capita anyway.. You see, you want to stand there and tell that you’re a coaching graduate. A graduate. So your gym takes wannabe wrestlers and molds them into mediocre ones. Do you know what mine does?”

“Wolfslair is where great wrestlers go to become legends. Champions.”

“Do you know how many SCW championships are a part of Wolfslair DNA? 30. 30 championships in this company alone that are attributed to current or past members of Wolfslair. Including 9 men’s and women’s world championships. Just think about that. 30 championships, 9 of which have been those who stand on the top of the mountain. This isn’t so much rivalry as it is the go gym thinking that quantity equals quality and blowing their load over everything. And if you, Logan, are a graduate of that gym? They have low standards for graduation. I’m starting to think they might have given you a free ride through the entire thing.”

”And he seems to be super lame. I’ve heard him run his mouth over the last couple of weeks about things, and he just comes off his forced. Completely unnatural. Almost like he’s reading off a script. What kind of bullshit is that?”

Aiden laughs and nods before folding his arms over his chest and continuing.

”I know, mate, and also he gets his girlfriend to cut off his promo for him. What kind of loser needs someone else to come into their promo to help?”

Aiden laughs again but Dickie stands there and blinks doing the mental mathematics to connect. What Aiden just said about their current predicament and the fact that he usually wants Dickie or somewhat else to pop in and out to jump off with lines. Dickie goes to say something but at the same time doesn’t want to ruin Aiden’s view of himself.

”Now mate. I’m not gonna say that you are a bad professional wrestler. Hell, you’ve been able to get enough wins where you can challenge me for the roulette title. You’ve been trying hard and trying to climb that ladder, and even though I personally believe you’ve been doing it with some Doobie means I am also going to respect the decision makers and the idea of having you challenge me for the Roulette championship.”

“I have never made a career out of second-guessing the guys who are in charge. I don’t kiss up to them like certain other people do but I damn sure not about to question them when all they are trying to do is run a successful company. And that’s what this company is. Successful. But do you know why it is successful, Logan? Do you know why SCW  is constantly looked at as the gold standard of professional wrestling?”

“Cause the cream rises to the top.”

“Those who deserved to succeed to succeed and those who don’t found out really quick. And I’m not even talking about doing things like cheating or using a foreign object like a pair of brass knuckles. I mean those who don’t have it in them to be a champion. They were found out very quickly and exposed. And you, Logan, are not someone who should be a champion. I can see it in your eyes, I can see it in your delivery, I can see it in how you stutter in doing certain things in the ring. You are not good enough to be a champion that this company can rely on. So when you and I get into that ring, I need you to know that I’m going to do everything in my power to walk out as the roulette champion and continue making this title worth it.”

[Logan Hunter]

The time had finally come, Into the Void was one week away and so was Logan’s first ever title match in SCW as he was set to challenge fellow Aussie Aiden Reynolds for the Roulette Championship in Paris, can he win his first title?

Hotel Restaurant, Paris, France
Monday the 19th of May 2025, 09:00am

The time of my triumph is almost at hand.

It has been a long road to get here but my title match against Aiden Reynolds is this Sunday night at Into the Void and after that? My victory will be glorious, I don’t care what the stipulation will be because I will adapt to anything that accursed wheel throws at me.

And after that? My Golden Age of Violence will begin.

Right now however? Me and the Shields Sisters are enjoying breakfast at the hotel restaurant, well, the women were, I, as usual, was focussed completely on the upcoming match against Aiden and of course, my triumph.

”Look, sis, I know this tour hasn’t gone great for you.” Brooke stated after she finished her breakfast and Marissa glanced up at her (slightly) younger sister. ”But you’re at least enjoying Paris, right?”

”I’ll admit, Paris is a beautiful city and last year’s Olympics didn’t really do it justice.” Marissa admitted with a shrug while I just sat there, leaning back on my chair and sipping on my drink. ”I’d enjoy it much more if I didn’t have a room right next to EdgelordMcEdgyFace over here but still.”

”You’ve been living with me and Brooke since the Inception VI Buildup.” I reminded her before setting my seat down and Marissa rolled her eyes in response. ”And that’s been what? Over four months? Get used to it.”

”I keep telling you to get used to losing all the time but that’s none of my business.” Marissa clapped back and I stood up so fast that my chair was knocked over. ”Just saying.”

“Is there a problem sir?” A waiter asked as he walked up to me and Brooke quickly intervened.

”Ignore him, he’s been on edge this whole trip.” Brooke told the waiter and he nodded before setting the chair up for me and I sat back down. ”Do you at least know a place we can drag him so he ran relax for once?”

“Ahh yes, the Louvre would be perfect for him.” The look on Marissa’s face when she heard that was priceless as I quickly started shaking my head. “And it seems your wife agrees with you.” The waiter said before Brooke took a sip from her drink.

”I am not dating that man! I would rather go ass to mouth on someone with explosive diarrhoea than be married to him, thank you very much.” And it was at that point that Brooke’s drink nearly ended up all over the table as Marissa continued. ”The redhead is the one unfortunate enough to be dating him, she’s also my sister.”

“Ahh yes, I see, thank you for the clarification.” The waiter, though clearly caught of guard by Marissa’s imaginative description of what she’d rather do, nodded. “Can I get you anything else?”

”Yeah! A filter for my sister!” Brooke insisted and the waiter chuckled before walking off. ”Seriously sis, what the hell?”

”That was me being polite! Anyway, you on for the Louvre tomorrow?” Marissa asked and I quickly started shaking my head. ”You can even do your second promo for Aiden while your there!”

”The plan for the second promo is to go to the catacombs!” I insisted through gritted teeth. ”Not an art gallery!”

”You can save your edgelord bullshit for another day.” Marissa insisted and I growled. ”You dragged me along for this whole tour, it’s about damn time that I dragged you to some high culture!” Marissa added and it quickly became clear that I wasn’t winning this battle.

No matter, I’ll win the war with Aiden on Sunday.

The Louvre, Paris, France
Tuesday the 20th of May 2025, 11:00am

I actively hate every second of this!

I do not do art, I would rather focus completely on my match against Aiden since that is six days away and is my first ever title match in SCW! But no, Marissa and Brook insisted that we go and much as I’d rather watch Justin Smith wrestle The Troll in an hour long Iron Man Match? Here I am, being practically dragged into the Louvre by my girlfriend and her twin sister.

I will get them back for this as soon as we return to the US, mark my words!

”Once again, I renew my objection to this trip.” I stated plainly with my arms crossed while Brooke and Marissa walked in front of me. ”I have more important things to do than visit from art gallery.”

”What’s that Brooke?” Marissa asked mockingly as she turned to her younger sister and my girlfriend grinned in response. ”I couldn’t hear you over the sound of a whining broody edgelord.”

”It was probably some Frenchmen fainting at the sound of the Lovre being called “some art gallery.” Brooke responded with a grin before they pulled me further into the Lovre.

I begrudgingly followed the two nineteen year olds into the Lovre and let’s just say that things got eventful, starting when we reached an area with statues. ”What are you looking at?” I demanded as I looked at the statue in front of me and Marissa looked like he was about to start using another statue as a headrest. ”Don’t you know who I am? I’m……….”

”A dumbass who doesn’t know the difference between a statue and a real person.” Brooke interrupted me as she dragged me away from the statue and Marissa nearly burst out laughing. ”For one thing? Real people aren’t made of marble!”

”And to think, this guy wasn’t even into art before we came here.” Marissa commented as she shook her head. ”Whar a world.”

Then? We came to the World Famous Mona Lisa painting and I had to admit, I got inspired by the picture, inspired enough to start practicing my promo. ”Aidan the smirk on the Mona Lisa’s face is at the mere thought of you winning over me at Inception VI this Sunday, yes, that is good.”

“Sir, please move along.” A guard interrupted me and while Brooke and Marissa started cracking up. “You are scaring the tourists.”

”One, not the first time that’s happened on this tour.” Brooke responded in a deadpan way as she dragged me along. ”Two, technically we’re tourists!”

“I don’t care.” The guard responded as he shook his head. “Just move.”

And then? It happened! I was off in a corner planning out my promo while the sisters looked at the art when a group of school children started throwing coins at my feet. ”What are you brats doing?” I asked with a confused look on my face and the girls looked up.

”Oh my god, they think Logan’s a street performer.” Brooke realized as she covered her mouth to hide her amusement. ”See Logan? I told you this was worth it, you’re making money!”

”I despise every waking moment of this trip.” I grunted in response to Brooke’s statement and Marissa shook her head.

”And we heard you the first fifty times you said that, now let’s move it.” Marissa responded but not before I gathered up the coins because I may as well get something out of this!

We then came to a Renaissance Era Painting of a battle, one that I had my own opinion on. ”That is not how you hold a sword.” I commented as I folded my arms. ”That is completely unrealistic.”

”And how exactly do you know about holding swords?” Marissa asked with a raised eyebrow as she turned to me. ”And don’t make this a masturbation joke.”

”He has a sword collection back  home, you just haven’t seen it.” Brooke responded plainly and I could’ve sworn I heard Marissa say “that explains a lot” under her breath. ”Anyway, this painting was painted in the Renaissance period so way before any of us were born.”

”Bored now.” I interrupted my girlfriend and Marissa shook her head before leaning on the velvet rope to regain her balance after a brief stumble. ”Let’s move on before……………..”

The alarms going off because of how hard Marissa had leaned on the rope had broken my concentration and made my day, but I did use the fact that the twins were busy explaining the mishap to the guards to sneak off to the gift shop where I spotted a perfect mug. ”There you are!” Marissa commented with an exasperated sigh as she and Brooke spotted me. ”We were looking all over for you after we got the guards to leave me alone.”

”We are done here.” I insisted as I held up my brand new “I Survived the Lovre” mug. ”And I’m taking this home with me.”

”Fuck it, after dealing with those guards? I’m getting one too.” Marissa commented as she shook her head before turning to Brooke. ”What about you sis?”

”May as well get the complete set.” Brooke nodded in agreement and before long we had finally left that damn gallery.

Paris Catacombs
Tuesday the 20th of May 2025, 14:00pm

*promo time*

Now that we were away from everything to do with the Lovre (and our new mugs were back at our hotel room) the time had finally come for me to cut my long awaited promo from the catacombs beneath Paris! Though unlike the promo I cut at Marie Antonette’s Castle last week? This one is in motion because we weren’t allowed down here without a tour guide to ensure that we didn’t get lost, with Marissa filming it.

”Everything must end at some point, and these catacombs are a perfect representation of that fact! So many dead, so easy to get lost and join the dead yourself that we had to hire a tour guide to take us down here, lest we face the same fate as one Philibert Aspairt, a man who ventured down here in 1793, likely to retrieve some liquor, they didn’t find his body for another eleven years.” I stated as I motioned to the bones and remains around me. ”They say his spirit still haunts these catacombs. Much like the spirit of Aiden Reynolds’ subpar title reign has been haunting the title scene for months!

As I said Aiden, everything must end at some point, and your time is up.” I snapped my fingers to illustrate my point before continuing. ”The women’s Roulette Division has been thriving for months, yet the men’s division doesn’t have a lot going for it because of how weak a champion you are Aiden, and this Sunday I will send your reign down here with the rest of the corpses!”

It was then that Brooke spoke up.

”You don’t get it, do you Aiden? When the bosses booked this match, it wasn’t because they had earmarked Connor Murphy for the King for a Day Ladder Match, it’s because they want someone new at the head of the men’s Roulette Division!” Brooke stated as she flipped some hir over her shoulder. ”But who? That is the question, isn’t it? Well, here’s your answer, Logan Hunter! He’s unhinged as fuck, yes, but he’s also the man for the job!”

I then spoke up again.

Logan “Heavy is the crown Aiden, it’s not just the title of a Linkin Park Song but it is also a metaphor for your whole reign, after Raven took the title from you after last year’s Into the Void the question was: what would happen if you won it back?” I asked before making a fist with my hand. ”The answer is clear as day Aiden, the division has floundered with you as champion and I intend to set things right this Sunday at Into the Void!

See, unlike you. I have been bred for greatness, being trained at the Go Gym will do that to you, you should know that the Go Gym is a training facility of champions Aiden and on Sunday?” I smirked as I looked at the camera. ”I will leave Paris as champion! To paraphrase a quote the best Disney movie: I will beat you Aiden, I will beat you if I have to burn down all of Paris!”

At that point Brooke spoke up again.

”Ignore him, he swears up and down that Hellfire makes up for an otherwise mid Disney Movie!” Brooke stated plainly and I rolled my eyes behind her back. ”But on that note Aiden? The days when people were wondering who Aiden would defend against in another unremarkable title match are over! Logan has been destined for greatness since day one and this match will be a perfect way to show just that!”

I spoke up again.

”I have waited too long for this opportunity Aiden and now? I am not letting it go!” I insisted as I stared straight into the camera.  ”My moment of glory is at hand Aiden, do you sense it? Off course not, you are still living under the delusion that you are a worthy champion rather than the weakling playing catch up with Kayla, Alex, Kevin, Victoria and Bella.

It is also time that the Wolfslair’s iron grip on titles was broken and come Into the Void? I will be the man who pries off those fingers one by one.” I added as I lowered my fingers in one hand to illustrate my point. ”The Golden Age of Violence is upon is my friend and Aiden? When the Mona Lisa smiled, it was because she saw your title reign as a pathetic train wreck, mocking you all the while.”

Brooke then spoke up for the last time.

”Which is to say? The person in the painting may be as long dead as these bones but even she knew a bad title reign when she saw it.” Brooke stated as she folded her arms. ”And this Sunday? Your reign will go the way of the real like Leonardo De Vinci, straight to the grave! And believe me when I say that Logan and I will be dancing on the grave of your title reign!”

It's that simple.

”For you see Aiden? When I said that I was The Lord of All That Is Golden? I fucking meant it!” I stated as the tour rounded a corner and we managed to keep up with the guide. ”You won the title on the night that was supposed to serve as my SCW debut Aiden, we discussed this last week, but I am done waiting for glory to fall into my hands, it’s time I took it for myself!

And that starts this Sunday when I take the Roulette Title out of your hands and show why Sydney is superior to Gold Coast in every damn way!” I added as I ran a hand through my hair. ”And when I am champion? Trust me. I will defend that championship with the pride, dignity and respect that you have denied it over the past five months! Gone are the days of champions only defending on PPV, gone are the days were the best competition in the division were washed up hasbeens, I am the saviour of the Roulette Division Aiden and you will find out why I am an unholy savior at that!”

And with that I decided to wrap things up.

”I have made my intentions clear from the day I entered SCW, I wanted titles and I didn’t care who I hurt along the way, guess what? I fully intend to complete that promise this Sunday!” I stated as we began to reach the end of the tour. ”See that? That’s the light at the end of the tunnel, but it only means the demise of your title reign Aiden.

And I will happily be the one who uses the guillotine on it!” I stated as I smirked sadistically. ”Woe to the Vanquished, for the losses of weak champions, much like these dusty old bones, will not be mourned, and as Aiden’s reign fades into oblivion? He must learn to embrace it as I walk out the new Roulette Champion!”

We left the catacombs as the scene fades.