Event: SUMMER XXXTREME!... Sunday, August 12, 2012...
Venue: The Royal Monarch Cruiseline... The Open Sea
Match: NWA WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
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Christian Underwood has put his faith into the abilities of The Fallen. He's secured a Shot at gold for the stable of young Angels. And while it's not Sin City Wrestling championship gold, it is gold none the less. The Vampyric One and the Rebellious One will go toe to toe against The Logan Boys, Jace and Lash for the NWA World Tag Team Championships. Will they be able to do what others have attempted to do in the past and failed to do and bring the NWA Tag Team Titles to the SCW? Or will they crumble in the face of adversity? Let's find out shall we...
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Time: August 3, 2012, 10:30 AM...
Place: Las Vegas, Nevada... On the Highway...
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The time air in Vegas has gotten hotter and hotter. It's almost like it knows what's coming. Like it can feel what's building and growing, just out on the horizon. The shimmers of heat rose of of the highway as the sun started to rise higher towards it's zenith. People believed that the nights here got a little colder, and the mornings weren't so bad, but in truth, as soon as the dawn started to rise over the edge of the world, the city started to feel the burn.
Today was no different as the trio of Angel beauties climbed came down from Raynin's apartment with their bags in tow. They'd decided to stay at her place because it was an easier commute to the airport from her place than from Darknyss and Gothika's apartment, and they'd used their time wisely. Darknyss had joined the other Angels in their twice daily runs, and the camraderie between them had grown even more. The tag team moves were getting to be second nature for the two, and Darknyss was encouraging them to keep up their good work and training, maing them want to work just that much harder. Raynin and Gothika had spent the past three days working on their tag team combinations at the nearby Paulie's Gym during the day, and in the evenings, they did complimentary kata to try to make their movements as fluid as possible... The only thing that compares to what they were doing is a capoeira sparring session... The movements almost looked as if they were tryign to hit one another, but the movements actually accented, complimented, and augmented each other. When Gothika pushed, Raynin pulled. When Raynin thrust outward, Gothika propelled her along in her motions, making them more defined and definitely stronger.
They were dressed in complimentary outfits as well. They wore augmentations of shinobi shozoku... the oufits worn by ninja of the past. It was too hot for the traditional katabira, or armored jacket, so they wore the pants and tabi shoes with their jackets tied around their waists and just their sports bras on their chests. Raynin dressed in black ninja pants with a red sash tied around her waist and a red sports bra and her hair pulled back in that tight braided bun on the back of her neck, while Gothika wore red ninja pants with a black sash and a black sports bra, her hair gelled back smooth against her head and held in place with an intricately twisted celtic knot barrette. Darknyss's outfit was all white, her hair pulled up in a tight bun held with silver shopsticks and she had stood by with a large carved wooden cane, banging out a rhythm for them to move through the motions with, occasionally waving it over them to try to make sure they got low enough when they were in their stances, and making minute adjustments with a guiding tap of the end of the cane against their heels or their arms. Their calls of 'OOTZZ! KEEYAH!!! OOTZZ! KEEYAH!!! OOTZZ! KEEYAH!!!' as they move throuh the different forms resounded out into the air, even through the closed windows of the large building. People walking past on the street would randomly look up at the building confused for a bit before they walked on. Once Darknyss was satisfied with the movements, that they were being done to her satisfaction, she would then start her own kata using the cane as if it were a sword, or a boa and every move she made ended up with the end of the cane being banged on the floor. How she managed it still mistified her friends, but by the end of each night, the trio was glistening with sweat and effort.
They'd worked themselves so hard that the night before they were supposed to leave for the airport to get to the cruiseship, Raynin was literally sore in places she didn't know could hurt that way. She was glad for the additional training. Her muscles had gained the extra definition she'd been hoping for and when she was sweaty she could see every line along her flesh. She'd spent a long time in the shower just trying to get that soreness out of her muscles. When she'd finally come out of the bathroom, Darknyss and Gothika had already made dinner and were sitting at the table waiting for her. The large salads were full of cucumbers and avocado and grape tomatoes, spinach and lettuce and different shades of bell peppers, and Raynin was practically drooling as she'd sprinkled on some salt and pepper and topped it with ranch dressing before diggig in. She'd looked between her two friends and just smiled.
"I think we're ready for this. I think that we're ready to go onto that cruise ship and bring home that gold. Finally... We will have accomplished this as a team. Having the singles titles would be wonderful too... but this... This isn't something against the other Bombshells... This is stepping up agianst other superstars and showing that we are the best tag team out there. Not just the best Bombshell tag team, but the best TAG TEAM!! I'm so excited I could spit!!"
Gothika grins and nods slowly as she chews.
"Yeah, my blood is pumpin' too. I have to admit, I feel like I did when I had my first title match. And I know we will have time before the match to just kick back and relax and get our minds together for the match. We can't get too comfortable though. I for one want to put the new skills we've worked on to good use."
Darknyss grins and nods slowly.
"And you will. I can't wait to finally put the NWA World Tag Team Titles in the cases we have set up in the other room."
Now they were on their way to the cruise ship so that they could do what they'd been working so hard to do. But in the back of her mind, all she can think about is the thing that is growing in strength inside of her. She keeps hearing that hissing sibilant voice ringing out in her head every time she steps into the ring. And how badly she wants to give in to it's whispering in her ear.
"Ssssset me free... Ssssset me free..."
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Time: August 6, 2011, 12:30 PM...
Place: Aboard the Royal Monarch Cruiseliner... On the open sea...
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PARENTAL ADVISORY
The following are scenes from 'Enter Ragnarok', the monthly Internet show, presented by Sin City Wrestling's The Fallen. They may contain strong language and violence. If you're a punk, sissy, wuss, you should definitely run screaming for your mommy. Parental discretion is advised!!
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The scene comes in on the lido deck of the cruise ship. People are lounging around the pool and hot tub in all kinds of swimwear, shorts, and tropical outfits. People are playing shuffle board or are sitting around tables and playing board games. Everyone is enjoying the summer sun. The cameraman pans around to see the entire vacationing crowd, then stops on a familiar trio.
The Angels of the Fallen are sitting around a table with three men, playing dominos. Darknyss is holding a single domino in her hand and is spinning it slowly. She's got her sunglasses down on the end of her nose and is looking over the top of them at the guy seated across from her, looking like the cat who ate the canary. On a chair to her right is a huge pile of men's clothing. Darknyss chuckles and slams the lone domino down onto the table making a sound like a gunshot and shouts...
"HA!!! THAT'S FIDDEEN AND DOMINO MOTHA' FUCKA'S!!"
The guy she's playing leans forward looking at the board as if two plus two equaled elephant, his jaw dropped in shock.
"How in the hell??!! You had to have cheated!! You couldn't have beat me like that!!"
Darknyss chuckles and shakes her head, reaching out to flip the dominos face down.
"That's not cheatin' sweetheart... That's just skill... plain and simple. I'm from Detroit, and I grew up with a domino practically attached to my hand. Now... pay up little man."
The guy she's playing against groans and stands and peels off his shirt leaving just a pair of speedos that leave nothing to the imagination and drops it on the table as Darknyss leans back and fist bumps Raynin and Gothika. The guy throws his hands up as he sits back down.
"Look, I know I said it would be more but... but... there are kids around man!! You can't make me give it all to ya'!"
Raynin leans forward and pats the guy on the back shaking her head slowly.
"If you aren't willing or able to pay up then you shouldn't make the bet. You know the old saying... You gotta put up or shut up."
The guys suddenly jump up and push back from the table.
"I say we ain't gotta do nothin'! And you can't make us do it!"
Gothika jumps to he feet and hisses at the guys sitting across from them, fangs bared, hands balled in threatening fists and her eyes blazing a bright red. They jump back a bit at the sight of her in this manner. She brings her fist down on the table with a sharp bang.
"I swear... you men are all the same... you all talk a good game.. you say one thing and do another! You say, 'oh yeah... we're honorable.. you can trust us... we respect you'... And then you simply try to say, 'oh, we changed our minds... We're just gonna back out and leave you in the lurch'... Well it's not gonna happen. You either cover your bets or you will be thoroughly sorry."
Raynin and Gothika slowly start to crack their knuckles and the guys hold their hands up in surrender.
"Alright, alright... We'll do it... But I swear.. You three cheated somehow. I can feel it..."
Darknyss holds her hand out and nods slowly to the three young men who are all in nothing more than their swimsuits. They stand and Darknyss reaches under the table, pulling out some coconut bras and grass skirts and hands them to the guys who put them on and starts to dance around the deck, singing.
'We are going to the hookielau... the hookie hooke hookie hookie hoookielau...'
Darknyss, Raynin and Gothika starts to laugh as they watch the three men do their song and dance. Darknyss turns to the camera and takes a deep breath wiping her eyes.
"Welcome to another episode of Enter Ragnarok. we've been working hard trying to put togethr something special for the fans out there. Our own reality tv show. I think you all will like what we've come up with. So kick back, and I hope you all enjoy the show."
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The scene dissolves out and comes back in with what appears to be a title sequence for a reality show, with cheesy theme music like it's from a nineteen eighties sit com and shows clips of the Angels of the Fallen in various places wearing pith helmets and the khaki safari jackets, carrying binoculars. In one clip, Raynin and Darknyss are peering around through the binoculars from behind two potted plants. They look away from each other and Gothika slowly rises between them. Darknyss and Raynin slowly spin towards each other and Gothika makes a face like she's growling and her friends run off as if they're frightened as she points and laughs. Gothika's voice rings out over the video in a voice over track.
"I'm Gothika, she's Darknyss, and this is Raynin, and we're a part of the wonderful world of wrestling. We are with Sin city Wrestling, and we travel around the world now, facing opponents, and giving our all in the ring. But when we're not in the ring, we hear an awful lot of bullshit. We've made it our mission to hunt down the bullshitters and call them out for the b.s.'ers that they truly are. We are... THE BULLSHIT HUNTERS!!"
The scene splashes with the name of the show, 'The Bullshit Hunters' in bright red and gold letters across the screen. When it comes back, Raynin, Darknyss and Gothika are standing around on the deck of the cruise ship wearing pith helmets and the khaki jackets with binoculars hanging around their necks. Darknyss starts to speak with an Austrailian accent.
"Welcome to the premier episode of Bullshit Hunters. We've been hearing alot of BS out there, and it's been coming from a bunch of righteous specimens, but I think we've been able to track down a couple of beauties."
Raynin nods and brings her binoculars to her eyes as she looks around.
"That's right... we're hot on the trail of a pair of BS'ers from the same brood. They're called Boyus Loganusis..es... Or something like that... But we've been tracking this pair down for the past two weeks."
Gothika looks around and shakes her head slowly.
"You guys are idiots, you know that."
Raynin chuckles and shakes her head.
"Come on Gothika! Get into it! Thsi is fun and you know it!!"
Gothika brings her fingertips to her nose and pinches the bridge of it slowly.
"Fun is as fun does. but we need to be concentrating on taking out the Logan Boys. I really want these titles and this is the shot of a lifetime. you know that. you both know that. So stop acting like a couple of idiots and let's..."
Raynin gasps and holds out her hand.
"Krikey!!! I've spotted them!! They're right over there!!"
Raynin points and across the deck there's a couple of cutouts of the Logan boys. She and Darknyss start to creep over to the cutouts, hiding behind tables and other people.
"Be careful... these silver tongued devils know how to spit their BS really really far."
Gothika rolls her eyes and sighs heavily as she simply walks over behind them.
"Why did I let them talk me into this."
Darknyss and Raynin hide behind a potted plant that's right behind the cut outs of the Logan Boys and peek through the leaves. Raynin pulls her binoculars down and puts a finger to her lips.
"Shhhh... Be vewy vewy quwiet..."
Darknyss slaps her bicep and Raynin chuckles.
"I've always wanted to say that. But look Lady... there they are... two perfect specimens of bullshiters... Boyus Loganusis..es... They're thick headed, bone headed, and one of the banes of my existence. I wonder what kind of BS they're gonna spray this time..."
Raynin holds out a microphone to the cut outs and the camera shot cuts to the cut outs for a few moments before coming back to the Angels.
"After everything they've said so far, going from saying they respect us to calling us a couple of Elvira wannabes... flip flopping on saying they're respectful to spewing bullshit at us... now they want to be silent."
Gothiika sighs heavily.
"Well fo course they're silent and thickheaded... they're cardboard cutouts!!"
Darknyss shrugs and grins.
"And even as cardboard cutouts theyr'e still just as eloquent as they were before."
Gothika runs her fingers through her hair and shakes her head.
"I swear, you two are just plain silly sometimes."
Darknyss pouts a bit and crosses her arms across her chest.
"You're alright with being called a vampyric chick because you are one! I however am not a vampyre. I've got multiple perosnality syndrome and one of my personalities may be a sociopath."
Raynin nods quickly.
"Yeah! Yeah!! And I'm not a vampyre either. I just might be possessed with the demon spawn of the leader of an evil witches coven. Plus, the fans think I might be a Satan worshiper. Hail Satan!"
Raynin raises her hand and Gothika starts to raise her hand too.
"Hail Sata... Wait... WHAT??!!"
Raynin shrugs and toys with her binoculars.
"You heard me. I was checking my Twitter account and there was like this poll thingie about what was going on with me and seventy-five percent of the people polled thought I was a Satan Worshiper who had gotten hit in the head and forgot or something. So, I'm just givin' the fans what they want. Hail Satan!!"
Raynin raises her hand again and Gothika starts to raise her hand again.
"Hail Sata... Wait... wait wait wait WAIT!! Raynin, you may be possessed by some hellspawn, but you're no devil worshiper. You need to stop saying that!!"
Darknyss sighs and shakes her head.
"Look, we can argue about what's going on with Raynin later. For now, we need to get our mind back on the Logan Boys before they get away!!"
Darknyss points back to where the cardboard cut outs are supposed to be but they've disappeared. Darknyss snaps her fingers and puts her hand on her helmet.
"Dag nabbit!! They got away!! But they won't get away from us come Sunday. Come Summer Exxxtreme we will definitely be taking things to the Exxxtreme!! And the Fallen will be crowned the new NWA Tag Team Champions."
Gothika shakes her head again and throws her hands up in the air.
"And that's all for this episode of Bullshit Hunters. See you next time."
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