[Christian Underwood]

 First RP Period Deadline:
United States: 11:59pm EST Saturday 07/12/2014
England: 04:59am Sunday 07/13/2014

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[Steve Ramone]

 Steve hasn’t been seen competing in a ring since his match against Andrew Garcia on the Climax Control after Chaos in Cape Town, however this past Climax Control he decided to put an end to this by issuing two challenges, one an open challenge for Into the Void III and one challenging the Roulette Champion to put the Roulette Championship on the line after Into the Void III.

Apparently the bosses decided to help Steve by killing two birds with one stone as Steve has been entered into the King of the Hill match where the winner would get a shot at the SCW Roulette Championship, the other competitors? Recent returnee Jericho Hill and newcomers Chris Crimson and Vincent Peterson, Steve has had his detractors since his match against Gabriel but he’s on a new mission and that’s to shut up those detractors, can he win and do so?

A small café, Las Vegas Nevada
July 10th, 2014. 11:00am

Have you ever found yourself forever cursing the name of the guy who writes your paychecks?

No I’m not talking about this upcoming match since it’ll solve both of my recent problems and resolve both challenges at the same time, what I’m talking about is the Make a Wish thing! Now I’m not in a depressing situation like the Metal and Punk Connection were the other day when they went to visit that girl with cancer but on the other hand I’m not in an easy predicament.

You see, their problem was that the kid they were visiting is having it rough, my problem is that I have more than one kid wanting me to grant wishes!

How many you ask? Twenty at last count and I’ve done the math, if I ran around Las Vegas granting every wish to every kid who wants to meet me I won’t get a chance to do a single promo because of how time consuming it would be.

Did I mention that there’s at least ten day trips to Amusement Parks included in these things? Amusement Parks that don’t allow cameracrews, and yes, I checked just to be sure, on the park grounds, needless to say I’m trying to reach a compromise here.

“Look Mark, I don’t want to disappoint those kids either.” I said into my cellphone as I pinched the bridge of my nose in annoyance, I’m at a café that I frequent whenever I want to plan promos outside of my hotel room because it’s small, quiet and I’m apparently the only wrestler in SCW who’s discovered this place. “But I’ve done the math and unless you want me to go into the match a sleep deprived wreck I won’t have a chance to do a promo for it! What do you mean figure it out myself?!” I asked but Mark hung up before he could answer, I grunted in annoyance before pocketing the phone and turning to Charlotte who was sitting opposite me along with Sophie.

“No luck?” Charlotte asked and I shook my head. “Steve you were always really good at improvising, you’ll think of something.”

“Thinking is the easy part, getting the Make a Wish people to agree to it is the hard part.” I responded with a grunt. “It’s not like I don’t feel for the kid’s parents either, I know I’d want to make Sophie happy if she, god forbid, ended up a situation like that.”

“Well if all else fails I can always dip into our joint account and buy you a month’s supply of Red Bull.” Charlotte offered and I shook my head, I’m pretty sure I’d be too busy bouncing around more than an excited Labrador Puppy to do anything productive if she did that and I drank it all. “Well those kids did say that they wanted to be part of a promo as part of their wish.”

“Yeah, like that little girl Jessie and Amy visited on Monday.” I responded with a nod. “None of these kids are in as bad a shape as she was though and she was in hospice care, not like she was going anywhere anytime soon.”

“Daddy, what’s hospice care?” Sophie asked and I winced, this was pretty much at the top of my list of “last questions I’d ever expect to hear out of my five year old daughter’s mouth” and it was not an easy question to answer.

“We’ll tell you when you’re older Sophie, go back to playing Pokémon.” Charlotte told her and Sophie pouted briefly before turning back to her 3DS. “When the fact that Into the Void III was being done in collaboration with Make a Wish was announced that was the last thing I expected to hear from her.”

“Forget about that, I didn’t expect to hear that come out of her mouth period.” I responded as I shook my head. “Mouth…..wait a sec…..” I trailed off before accessing the internet on my phone and going to Google, after a minute of searching I called the guy from Make a Wish who was organizing this with the wrestlers. “Hey Mike, it’s me Steve, you know Steve Ramone from SCW? Anyway as I mentioned I’ve encountered a bit of a problem…” I trailed off as I explained my idea to him in hushed tone.

“What’s daddy up to mommy?” Sophie asked as she looked up from her 3DS again.

“Sophie, if I could read your father’s mind I’d tell you.” Charlotte responded as they watched me chat with Mike.

“Yeah, sure, I’ll hold.” I responded before leaning back in my chair and noticing the curious look I was getting from Charlotte. “Something on your mind babe?” I asked as I moved the phone away from my mouth.

“Oh nothing, just wondering what crazy scheme you’re cooking up.” Charlotte responded and to be honest cooking up is actually pretty appropriate for my idea, before I could respond though Mike got back to me.

“Hey Mike, so what’s the news?” I asked before grinning. “The parents love the idea? That’s awesome and their okay with me bringing Charlotte and Sophie to this event? Even better! Now if you excuse me I’ll make the reservation.” I responded before hanging up and dialing another number.

“Reservation?” Charlotte muttered under her breath as she took a sip of her coffee.

“Yeah, hi, is this Gordon Ramsay Steak at the Paris in Las Vegas?” I asked and Charlotte raised an eyebrow. “Can I make a reservation for twenty two guests?” I asked and Charlotte spat out her drink.

“Wait, what?!” Charlotte asked as she stood up and tried to take my phone.

“Can you book it under Steve?” I asked as I kept my wife at bay. “That’s all booked? Great, see you next week!” I responded before hanging up and Charlotte looked at me with a frown. “Now be honest Charlotte, this is hardly the craziest thing I’ve done.”

“True but it ranks up there!” Charlotte responded as she stared at me flabbergasted. “I mean, Gordon Ramsay Steak? I looked at that their prices when I was looking for places to take you for your 26th birthday but you wouldn’t be able to pay for a table for three even on your old GWA salary!” Charlotte added with a frown. “How the hell do you plan on paying for a table of twenty two guests? And who are the other two exactly? Because I’ve already figured out that the twenty guests are the kids!”

“I’m not!” I responded and Charlotte looked at me with a look of confusion on her face. “And no I’m not dipping into the joint account either! You two are the other guests and Make a Wish will be fronting the bill, I talked it over with Mike and he’s okay with it!”

“And what exactly is “it”?” Charlotte asked and I frowned.

“”It” is killing twenty birds with one stone!” I responded and Charlotte winced. “Yeah, I know bad choice of words! Basically we, with Make a Wish’s help, will be taking the kids to that restaurant!”

“And that will allow you to see each kid at once.” Charlotte responded as she sighed in relief. “You scare me sometimes Steve.”

“I always say that there’s a method to my madness, you just have to shovel through a lot of madness to get to it.” I responded with a grin. “Now Mike said that some of the kids might not make it due to travel costs from their homes to where we will be meeting with them but Mike also said that he’d talk with Mark about arranging backstage passes for them.”

“Sounds like you’ve got your basis covered then but can you say the same for the King of the Hill Match?” Charlotte asked and I grinned.

“I can say it and back it up tenfold!” I responded as I leaned back. “Chris and Vincent may be promising newcomers but their still newcomers! Jericho, honestly who remembers his first SCW Run?”

“I don’t and it looks like his current SCW run will end the same way.” Charlotte responded as she shook her head and finished her drink. “Well we’ve had breakfast and it’s too early for Lunch, what’s the plan?”

“Well I’ve got some trash talk to do and I’ll be doing that here.” I responded and Charlotte nodded.

“In that case we’ll wait in the car.” Charlotte responded before she stood up with Sophie. “You’ll get the bill?”

“Yeah, I don’t think it’ll come to much since we only ordered drinks so I should be fine.” I responded and Charlotte nodded before they left, once they were out of site I got started. “Sometimes to get noticed you gotta make you voice heard, I learned that a long time ago when I was just getting started in the wrestling business and it’s something I should’ve done a couple of weeks back rather than wait until the last Climax Control before Into the Void III but the past is, well, the past and I am looking towards the future!”

That was one of the cheesiest things I’ve ever said!

“And by the future I mean a future title shot at the SCW Roulette Championship, granted I did want that match to take place at the next Climax Control but what the hell? I’m okay with earning the title shot instead! At least this match will actually give me something to do at this Supercard! I mean hell this is almost making me wish that I had continued my feud with Gabriel because at least then I’d have something to do that wasn’t booked at the last minute!”

And now onto my opponents in the King of the Hill match.

“Some say I may be over the hill, the people who say that hang around with a damn teddy bear and are morons, just saying, but in this match I’ll be the king of the hill and I’m starting with the new guys in this match! First off Chris Crimson, if there was ever a more generic sounding “cool” name then I haven’t heard it! You may be impressive in the ring but I have the experience to outwrestle you six ways from Sunday and that’s exactly what will happen!”

Next up is Vince Peterson.

“First there was that blind guy and now there’s a guy with multiple personality disorder running around, I don’t know about you but I can see them hiring a deaf wrestler next, just a hunch! Anyway Vince, congrats, you beat Devon Justice but then so has most of the roster! I honestly have nothing else to say to you except that you won’t be winning!”

Last but not least Jericho Hill!

“Ah yes, Jericho Hill! What rock did you crawl out of and how soon can you crawl back under it? Seriously was anyone pining for a Jericho Hill return out of all the wrestlers who have competed in SCW in the past? Give me a break! Your current SCW run will be as memorable and long lasting as your last one and that’s that!”

And with that I decided to wrap things up!

“Guys, we all want the same thing out of this match and that’s the SCW Roulette Championship! Well sorry to say but I’m the king of the castle and you’re the dirty rascals! That’s the first time and the last time that rhyme will be quoted in a wrestling promo but fuck it! Just remember boys that there’s nothing to fear but fear itself and no one to fear but “The Fearless One” Steve Ramone as he has a title in his sites!”

I left the café and went to the car as the scene fades.

[Goth]

 (midnight)

EV) thoughts: It was a night like no others, I watched my weaker half sweat in bed. He was dreaming, oh poor good little Vince, how much did you try to convince yourself that I was just merely that?? A dream?? A dream is not always a lie my friend…. I am a reality….

GV) No…, please, stay away!!!!

EV) thoughts: Oh I will stay alright, just where I was meant to be. With you my friend, to hold your hand when you need to close your fist. To be your eyes, when you try to turn a blind eye… to be your voice, when you try to cry in fear. Oh look, he is going to wake up…,

GV) NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Vince sits up, bathing in sweat. Breathing heavily as he looks around in a dark hotel room, he sees curtains swaying around as the window is open. Not remembering that he opened the windows before he went to sleep as he scratches his head.

GV) Where am I???

EV) thoughts: Oh I remember, you were so distraught that you went blank for a while. I wont tell you of that stripper I had come over, but you will find out when you are checking your bank account

Vince gets from the bed, he walks over towards the window,  wondering if he should close the window or not. He feels the cool breeze hitting his sweated body as it slowly dries up his sweat. He runs his hand across his face as he senses that he hasn’t shaved in a while.

GV) Damn, I hate that evil Vince. Why is he tormenting me???

EV) thoughts: I don’t hate you Vince…, just open up to me.

Vince closes his eyes, a drop of sweat pours from his face as it lands on the carpet.

GV) It all happened so many years ago hasn’t it Vince???

EV) thoughts: Oh goodie, a history lesson.

GV) I remember that shovel hitting me in the head when I accidently stepped on it. Since that moment I remember moments that it was a blur to me. You really f****d me up that day.

EV) thoughts: Oh gosh, you think it was only a few years ago?? Oh no Vince, I was there all along….

Vince continues talking when he suddenly raises his hand towards the window and starts to run his nail across the window. Trying to scratch a no in the window.

GV) NO??? What the???

EV) thoughts: You are clearly and obviously a fool Vince, don’t you get it?? I am you!!!

GV) I need to get a shower, I think I am going crazy.

As he enters the shower he turns on the water and lets it touch his skin. He closes his eyes as he lets his thoughts wander off. When suddenly his hands grab him by the head and bashes him into the shower wall as the lights go out quickly

EV) Hello?? Is there somebody out there??? Oh I know that is just a line from a classic Pink Floyd song. But come on, I just had to quit the yapping of Vince to let my words come out in classic ways that only I can deliver. Because lets face it, when he would be awake. We would have been listening to how his daddie always told him he wanted to have a baby girl also, or the fact that we had to watch him do his high school play as he fucked up Hamlet.
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EV) Sometimes you just have to know when to stop, I know when to. I know how to, I know when the moment comes to give someone else the microphone so to speak and just let it all out.  Sometimes anger management may help you become a better man, other moments I would just go for another beer. A buzz would always help me out the best way heheheehe

Vince touches his head, he feels a big bump on it as it clearly hurts.

EV) Ahh yes, he slipped so to speak… of course I had nothing to do with it. But seeing that I shouldn’t let this opportunity get to waste. I will take it with both hands and talk a tale on four chances and only one will get it.

EV) Am I talking in riddles?? Oh no, I am talking about the chance to get something that three other names hasn’t got as well. Something that the winner will have, isn’t that exciting?? Oh I have faced one, two are mysteries as I am to them. Gee, how interesting to meddle my intentions towards those who are mysteries. Already one has spoken, like what?? 3 sentences?? A housefather that once again wishes to rumble out of the kitchen jungle. A man that thinks that we think that he is rusty.

EV) Rust is something that isn’t going to go away Steve, rust comes and it settles in. Rust scratches away at the steel foundations of that what it targets. Oh sure, you aren’t steel, but the body also decays my friend. But I will give you the benefit of the doubt as you wish to fight a blind man…. Or a deaf man… or perhaps you need to face a child?? Does that settle in your range of competition Steve??? Or should I just ask to bring another granddaddy on the floor and just wipe the floor with you…. But then again, it would be too much to just clench it in just three sentences my friend.

EV) Do you have a disorder in your own personality Steve?? I am sure you have, I mean tell me. Are you the retired man? Are you the house daddy that hates to wipe off the shit off your childs buttocks?? Or are you just a man that murmurs yourself into sleep?? Tell me Steve?? What makes you change your mind so many times that you are becoming a walking and talking traffic light. So watch out Stevo that you don’t run through a red stop light

Vince chuckles, scratching his head with his fingers for a bit longer before turning his attention back on the talking

EV) Oh goodie, we have the man that beat me or Vince. Who was it?? I don’t know, well do I not or am I lying??  But then again, does it matter?? You beat me, you won. Good for you, it was a moment that it could have gone either way didn’t it Crimson?? At least you were a bit more vocal towards me the first time we met. First timers, the first time you bleed and the first time that you stare into each others eyes and wonder if there’s that click wouldn’t you agree???

EV) Of course you don’t, but that’s ok!! Because that’s where the romance in our sport is, you disagree to agree to disagree and to go on as a tumbling barrel down a waterfall and into the waiting arms of Mother Nature…  does it make sense?? I don’t know, ask Steve, he is waiting for a popsicle being chewed by a Smurf on crack and a blue pill… but then again I am not going to be a personal attack on someone.

EV) And then we have the new kid on the block, or whatever it may be. Look it is Jericho… I am not going to be spoiling the airwaves with my intentions to someone I don’t know. But to keep my mouth shut is something I will not tolerate.

GV) What is going on???

EV) Thoughts: Oh brother, not him again. Did that knock on the head not get him out of this airwaves for eternity???

Vince touches his head, he senses the bump and screams out in agony

GV) VINCE!!!!!

EV) Thoughts: Here we go again.

GV) Look Vince, if you got a deathwish on my shoulders, go choke your own chicken and enjoy it

EV) Thoughts: We got a chicken???

Vince tries to get up, he realises that he is inside a hospital bed. Wearing a gown as he notices that he is attached to a heartbeat machine. He is agrevated as he pulls it off. He starts to stumble towards the door, but suddenly trips over a cord and knocks himself unconscious once more

EV) Thoughts: Idiot.

(the next morning)

Vince wakes up, once again in his bed as he smiles. Clearly showing the evil side of himself

EV) Truth needs to be told gentlemen, that I don’t care about either of you all. The reality is that it is going to be performed inside that ring to battle for a shot at a championship belt. How interesting to see the ideas flow out of our mouths and minds to cross our paths and upset each other. To upstage the other and for what?? To have the opportunity to enter a roulette wheel of glorious moments of being a champion. Isn’t that what we all want?? Well I am in a disadvantage, seeing that my “better half” wishes to be a gentleman and give water to the flowers and the trees. Sing with the birds and the bees and wishes to have the sun bake him into a fried potato. But me???

EV) I am a guy that only wishes to break bodies, upset hopes and dreams and walk into a household of problems with three other personalities. Until then little boys and who knows in Ramone’s situation of not knowing what to do next a girl. I bid you a good night as I intend to unleash the crybaby once more.

With that the shot ends with Good Vince waking up in another horror type scream.

[Steve Ramone]

 It was the week before Into the Void III and as with every other SCW Supercard this one was packed full of highly anticipated matches from top to bottom including the focus of this promo, the annual King of the Hill match between Chris Crimson, Jericho Hill, Vincent Peterson and the guy who will be conducting this promo “The Fearless One” Steve Ramone.

Last week Steve found himself overwhelmed with the number of Make a Wish requests he was getting from the sick kids that the charity was helping but he was able to reach a compromise by taking them to Gordon Ramsay’s Steakhouse at the Paris in Las Vegas, guess what? He took a cameracrew with him and they are even eating at the place as well, I think I’m in the wrong line of work.

Gordon Ramsey Steak, Paris Hotel and Casino, Las Vegas
July 17th, 2014, 18:00pm

If this doesn’t win promo of the year for my sheer brilliant idea I’m calling BS…..as soon as SCW creates a promo of the year award of course.

All kidding aside this was a great idea, I’ve been wanting to eat at Gordon Ramsay’s Steakhouse at the Paris in Las Vegas since I moved to Las Vegas with the rest of the ACW roster following the merger last September but I never really had the money to do so and with Bloodstock right around the corner it didn’t exactly look like it was going to happen anytime soon.

As the father of a perfectly healthy six year old girl I never thought I’d say this but thank god for the Make a Wish Foundation!

Don’t get me wrong, they do great work for the kids who don’t have long left like that little girl Jessie and Amy visited last week and the twenty kids that I’ll be seeing here today, not counting the two or three who couldn’t make it, but in a way it’s making me happy as well, I’ve always loved kids even before Charlotte told me that she was pregnant with Sophie and I get to eat at one of Gordon Ramsay’s restaurants on someone else’s dollar.

If that doesn’t count as a win-win situation then I’d like to know what does!

That aside your probably wondering why I haven’t talked about Jericho, Chris or Vincent much up to this point but let’s be honest, there’s not much I can really say when only one out of the three opponents I’m facing at Into the Void III have put up a promo since I put mine up last week and I’ve been on the lookout for any promos from Chris and Jericho in between getting transport arranged for the families who contacted Make a Wish with the request to meet me, if they had said anything I would’ve mentioned it by now.

Do people not care about the Roulette Divisions anymore or something?

Anyway me, Charlotte and Sophie have just arrived with the kids and their parents not far behind, to the kids’ credit they are on their best behavior and a few of them even battled Sophie on Pokémon Y.

I had to remind her to take it easy on them due their conditions however.

“Hello madam and sir.” The matre di greeted us at the door before looking at the crowd behind us. “Are they with you?”

“Yeah, I booked a table for twenty three last week under Steve Ramone.” I responded and he looked at the list of reserved tables.

“Ah yes, your with the Make a Wish Foundation, yes?” He asked and we nodded. “Follow me we prepared a table in advance.” He added before leading us to a big round table near the kitchen and we all sat down one by one, he took our drinks orders and I couldn’t help but feel sorry for the poor bastard who had to bring all our orders to the table.

Needless to say I will be tipping him/her generously.

“Well kids, are you having a fun time?” I asked the kids once they had sat down at the table and they responded with a simultaneous “yeah” which I smiled at. “I know this isn’t what you expected but your all SCW fans so you have to understand how busy I am on the weekdays!”

“If by busy you mean sitting around watching old cartoons from the 90s.” Charlotte teased me and I gave her a mock death glare as she got a pen and paper out. “Okay, to make things easier on the waiter how about you tell us what you want and I’ll write it down?” Charlotte offered and the kids cheered before picking their drinks first, they kept their orders simple sticking with a glass of coke but considering the oldest of the kids is a twelve year old I’m not surprised. “What about you Steve?”

“I’m the designated driver so I’ll get a coke as well.” I admitted and the parents gave me sympathetic looks knowing how much of a handful the kids can be, Charlotte wrote down her order and I chose to Sophie who was the joint youngest of the group with an African American boy.  â€œWhat about you Sophie?”

“I’ll have a coke to daddy.” Sophie responded and Charlotte wrote it down, just in time as well as the waitress came up to the table.

“Hi guys.” The girl, who looked like she was in her early twenties, said whilst trying to sound cheerful but her facial expression screamed one thing, “this is gonna suck”. “I’m Kylie and I’ll be your waitress for this evening, can I take your drink orders?”

“I had the foresight to write down each order.” Charlotte responded as she showed Kylie the list, as soon as she saw it she sighed in relief knowing that her workload was just made that much easier.

“Thanks, you’ve just saved me a headache.” Kylie thanked her before copying down Charlotte’s notes and going to the bar to place the drinks orders.

“Hey Charlotte, did you bring it?” I asked her once Kylie had left and Charlotte nodded before getting a small digital camera out. “Okay kids, I got this idea during the week leading up to today so here’s the deal, there’s more than enough memory on this SD Card to be able to take twenty pictures and I’m sure you will all love to have your picture taken with and autographed be me, am I right?” I asked the kids and they cheered in response, the next ten minutes where spent doing just that even as the drinks arrived and once we were finally done I looked up at Charlotte as she poked me in the ribs whilst motioning to the kids. “Oh yeah, before I forget, who wants a group photo with me after we’ve eaten?” I asked and the crowd of kids cheered again.

“You have them eating out of the palm of your hands Steve.” Charlotte commented with a grin but I couldn’t help but notice that she seemed annoyed about something but since she was looking at the menu I figured it was because she couldn’t decide what to order.

“Now that that’s out of the way, what do you want to order guys?” I asked them and the kids looked at the food menu excitedly and their parents helped them understand some of the more complex dishes on the menu like Gnocchi and Sliders which we all decided that it would be our appetizer, the main meal had a bit more variety to it but most of us, including me and Charlotte, went with steak since this is a steakhouse.

An hour had passed and we had finished our meals including the desert, I handed over the money that Mike had gave me earlier to pay for all of this to Kylie alongside a twenty dollar tip for the fact that she put up with us all night without snapping and once the group photo was taken we started saying our goodbyes.

“I didn’t think much of wrestling and wrestlers in general before tonight.” One dad told me as he approached me after the meal. “But after tonight? Watching you interact with the kids and your own daughter helped turn around my opinion on your profession.”

“Thanks, I really appreciate that.” I responded as I shook the man’s hand with a firm handshake and the rest of the parents shared his sentiments even if some of them kept their distance I could tell that they appreciated what I had done for the kids but once they had all left the restaurant it became a lot quieter. “It took a lot of setting up but I’d say it was worth it.”

“Definitely, the food was great and so was the service.” Charlotte agreed as we left the restaurant and wondered around for a bit before we found a balcony with a fantastic view of the city. “I know what you’re thinking Steve.”

“That I’m handsome and smart?” I asked and Charlotte laughed. “But seriously, yeah, that’s a great promo spot.”

“We’ll just be over here.” Charlotte responded before walking away with Sophie and I stepped out onto the balcony, I leaned on the railing looking out towards the Las Vegas skyline as I got ready to start my promo.

“Look at that view, beautiful isn’t it?” I asked as I looked out towards the skyline. “It almost makes me feel like I’m a king up here! And that’s pretty appropriate seeing as how my next match will be the King of the Hill match! Now so far there have only been two people who have taped promos for this match, me and Vincent Peterson, Chris Crimson and Jericho Hill is nowhere to be found.”

And I’ll be starting with Chris and Jericho.

“Now I could address them separately as I’ve done in the past but what’s the point? It’s clear to me that they can’t be bothered to get a promo up so why should I dedicate more than a few minutes of my time to them? Needless to say there are two things that are clear to me in this match and I’ll get to the second one in a minute because it concerns Vincent but my first point is that it’s obvious that Chris and Jericho won’t be king of the hill!”

And now I move onto Vincent.

“As for Vincent, what’s clear to me is that he’s insane and won’t be king of the hill, now because I was busy setting up tonight last week I never got around to watching your promo but honestly I’m confident enough that I’ll win this match that I don’t really need to watch it, not underestimating his talents or anything but I have the experience to back up my skills and I’m not sure that Vincent does!”

It’s as simple as that.

“When I made that challenge two weeks ago I didn’t expect to be put in a match like this but if it gets me booked I won’t complain! And I won’t complain either when I win the match and go on to win the SCW Roulette Championship from The Orange Hulk or Equinox, I don’t care who really because there’s a title in my future and no one is getting in the way off it!”

And with that I decided to wrap things up.

“Boys, whether you like it or not I’m the next Roulette Champion and the King of the Hill, in fact I’ll get this out of the way before I move on, when I win this match I’ll be using my Roulette Title opportunity for a match at the next Climax Control and I’ll take the title from there but remember boys, there’s nothing to fear but fear it’s self but no one to fear but “The Fearless One” Steve Ramone!”

“Steve, do you have a minute before the promo ends?” Charlotte asked as she stepped onto the balcony and I nodded as she walked beside me. “You weren’t kidding, it’s a beautiful view!”

“But that’s enough about you!” I joked and Charlotte laughed at that. “What’s up? You said you wanted a talk.”

“Yeah, it’s been on my mind all night.” Charlotte said with a heavy sigh as she leaned on the balcony with her body turned towards me and her arms crossed. “Seeing those sick kids earlier, well it got me thinking.”

“About what?” I asked not sure what she meant.

“I think it’s time Sophie got a sibling.” Charlotte responded and I nodded, okay seems fair enough….

Wait, what?!

“Are you saying what I think your saying?” I asked to confirm it.

“Yeah, I want another baby.” Charlotte responded and since the cameracrew are assholes the feed cut there.

[Goth]

 EV) I am King of the World!!!!!

(the scene cuts open as we are witnessing a group talk with Vince sitting in the middle. He is new to the group and is apparently making some of the others irritated with his screams of movie block busters.)

EV) RUN FOREST RUN!!!!

One of the fellow group members gets up and charges in on Vince, who gets up and hides behind his chair. Showing some signs of fear as the group leader stops the other member.

GL) Ok John, I know you don’t like people screaming. But he is new, he is probably just nervous. We all have been nervous the first time we were here remember???

J) Yeah I know, but I just don’t like movies of Leanordo Di Caprio and Tom Hanks!! They are so…. So…. ARGH!!!

Vince slowly gets back from the chair and clearly has a different look upon his face. He has changed from Evil Vince to Good Vince.

GV) Where in the hell am I??? This isn’t something I belong in.

(A fellow group member hears him and slaps him across the shoulder, causing Good Vince to startle as he jumps up from out of his chair)

GM) Oh I am sorry lad, my name is Sean. Sean O’Shannahan. I’m from Ireland as you may have guessed.

GV) No I didn’t, I just want to know why…,

SO) Why you are here?? Oh I will tell ya lad. You are here to … oh wait, here is Pete to tell us all. Go ahead Pete.

(Vince turns his attention to the group leader, who apparently his name is Pete. He just put John back in his chair with his stuffed Monkey on his arm. He looks at Vince and looks back into his papers and nods his head as he whispers)

P) (whisper) Ah yes, another nutcase. Who has a split personality

P) Welcome Vince, I hear you have a good and bad side of you? Now can you tell me if I am talking to Good or Bad Vince???

GV) I am Vince, that freak is somewhere and I just hope.

P) Right, this must be the coward that likes to run away from everything and everyone.

(The group laughs as Vince gets up in shock as he hears what Pete had to say)

GV) Coward??? I am no coward! You try to get out of harms way when you are wrestling someone that is 3 times your size and 4 times your weight.

P) I do, she is my mother in law.

(Pete gets the laughters on his side as he tells Vince to sit down, he gives him a plastic cup with some seemingly water in it. Asking Vince to drink it up)

GV) I am not thirsty.

P) Just try it, it will clear up your… uhm throat. Yes, your throat. You seemed to have a rasp in it.

GV) I have always had that rasp, its my voice damnit.

P) Maybe, but I just prefer you drink it nonetheless. So Vince, you talk about fighting bigger men. Is that how you experience your childhood???

GV) What???

J) Oh goodie, he is a mute too

GV) No I am not!!!

EV) He is just a whiny bitch.

(The group laughs as even Pete cannot contain a chuckle by the comment made by Evil Vince.)

P) That must have been the other persona huh Vince???

GV) Did he speak again?? God, I even tried to take sleeping pills. The only problem was that I fell asleep before waking up with a bedpan stuck up my…. (whisper) ass.

SO) What was that lad??

EV) He had issues taking a shit, so I helped him.

GV) SHUT UP!!!

P) Now that isn’t nice to scream, even if it is to yourself Vince.

(Pete gets up and hands Vince a remote control as he shows a tv from an earlier promo that he has done. Everyone watches it, Pete turns back to Vince after the promo has ended.

P) Now Vince, I noticed something in your promo

GV) That I changed from persona??

P) Really?? I didn’t noticed that one. I must write that one down, no I meant something else. I noticed that you breathe very heavy when you are angry and you almost sneeze when you aren’t.

GV) What?!!!

EV) You are correct Pete, I can call you Pete right?? Pete??

P) Yes err… Vince.

EV) Good, or else I would call you Peter, or Petronella or even Paul. But Pete it is, you see Pete. I breathe heavy. If you notice, my breathing has increased volume right now. Why?? Because I have a bigger volume of intensity than the pipqueak befor me.

GV) What is he saying Pete???

P) He is saying that you need to brush your hair Good Vince, but I prefer talking to the other one.

EV) You are a bad liar aren’t you Pete. But I will let it slide this time, because I like your theory on the whole changing of the Universum and the change of time.

P) I am???

(The whole group looks amazed at Pete and Vince, as Evil Vince continues to talk about his theory as he has grabs a hair brush.

EV) Apologies to everyone out there, when I get nervouce I prefer to brush my hair. It shows that my feminine side that is part of his repertoire could mix with mine.

GV) IT IS NOT PART OF MY REPERTOIRE!!!

EV) Nonsense, but I will allow you to have the benefit of the doubt. But thena gain as I come to clearer thoughts in the whole universe that I live in. I see challenges ahead of me all the time. You see this week for instance, I have three other opponents, yet only one opened his mouth. That is the surprise in the world of violence that you cannot and will not predict every night.

P) Who is that person Vince??

GV) How should I know???

EV) IF you would excuse me Vince, I would be more than willing to answer. It is Steve Ramone. I doubt he is a part of the legends that are the Ramones, even though he prefers to have his elderly wisdom to exceed that of David Bowie and a flea market salesman combined. Nothing more than the upmost respect for the artist of course.

P) We all love David Bowie.

(Vince looks at Pete with a puzzled look on his face as if he does not know what he is talking about)

P) Good Vince???

EV) Oh heavens no, I meant the flea market salesman for crying out loud!! Of course Bowie is brilliant, but until he has opened up and sang again. Then to me he is retired!!! But no of course he is a master behind Heroes. But this Ramone is a parent, a father and a retired soon to be once again retired wrestler. He has issues making up his mind.

SO) Aren’t you also???

EV) No, I just have a baby brother that whines too much. You see Steve has a serious problem focussing on one thing. He likes to be a good boy, he likes to be a daddy, a hero and a make a wish foundation big shot. Good for ya, I applaud ya. You see, I really am touched with the fact that you give a wish of kids to sit down with you and eat. I would just give them a chance to guess what Vince I will be after taking them to Madison Square Garden for a game of the Knicks.

P) So you are saying that Ramone was cheap???

GV) Who???

EV) Hush you. No what I was saying is that I expected more from a daddy. But I guess he needs to watch the money flow huh?? He wants to be a King of the Hill. Can you tell me what that is Pete???

P) Uhm, no….

EV) Thought so, oh well I am just going to be sitting here, hearing you talk and pretend I am at a Bee Gees concert. Hoping that one of the Gibbs brothers would rid me of Good Vince once and for all.

(The shot slowly fades as we go to a commercial break. After the break we come back with Vince sitting at a concert of a Bee Gees tribute band. They are playing Staying Alive as Vince is pouring down another Martini down his throat)

EV) Oh man, that hit the spot. Oh hi fellows, I had such a blast talking to these knuckleheads about the Gees, that I went down and found me some. You see, I had enough of the short periodic mumble jumble that Ramone had. That I just wanted to corner myself with some real good stuff, something worth listening to. Something close to the original.

(He looks at the tribute band and realises that the hall is filled with only a few people. He scratches his chin as he shrugs)

EV) Must be a bad night for the people to listen to high pitch voices. Oh well, who gives a rats ass. You see, I am talking about Ramone now. Yeah you punk, what is up with you brah? You say I am dangerous?? ME??? No, I am delusional, I am split personified, I have a burning sensation when I pee. But dangerous?? Son, I look at the mirror and wish I was Judy Garland for crying out loud. But no, I am far from being anything like a delusional bum like Crimson.

EV) But then you say you are confident in your ability, aren’t we all?? Is that why you want to be a King of the Hill??? Why a hill Steve?? Why not a mountain?? Or the Seas?? Or even the World??? Or are you just like that other fuck a criticaster of that iceberg movie??? I know, it was too predictable, just like you have become. But it is also about the acting for crying out loud, making that chick believe that he loves her. But in the end he dumps her, because he has issues of leaving the boat alone. I am sure in real life he was the captain and they never leave the ship huh???

EV) Then again, I heard he has wet feet also.

(Vince chuckles as he orders another Martini)

EV) But in the end, it is all about who opens up and shows us who is real huh?? Well I am, I am really annoyed by the fact hat you just don’t answer any questions I asked you. I will make it easy on ya, ahum. Ok Ramone, here goes. Steve, do you prefer to be the bearded Gibbs?? Or perhaps the one with the hat??? Either way, it would help your inability to do anything that makes sense.

EV) I doubt you will even remember a lyric Jack!!!

(Vince moves his head from left to right in the beat of Staying in life before  turning his attention back to the camera)

EV) See, I personally could care less if you want to be crowned king. Why would you challenge people to something if you have a crown fetish?? Stick it up your head, put on a towel and a wooden sword and voila, king WOODY!! Is that it Ramone?? You see, a chance to face the champion is something else. That would get me grooving, that would get me moving and that would get me beyond a spokesperson of whether Viagra is good or bad on your age Ramone. So instead of just trying to weasel yourself out of facing me and the lively hood of Bertha and whatever cow Jericho has become. You are going to be facing a wrath known as VIncemania. The Vinceaholics are ready to pour down another Martini down their throats before singing you hit an iceberg.

EV) I know it doesn’t make sense, but at least it doesn’t sound like Micky Mouse on crack brah. Oh fuck here comes

GV) Where am I??

(Suddenly a hand grabs a bottle and smashes it across his head)

EV) Ahh that’s better, you see Ramone. I wasn’t done talking and I hate to be interrupted. I will crap you upon, I mean crack. But you have become so much crap that you would barely notice huh Amigo?? I will beat you, take your paper crown and become champion. Hows that for a change of a dangerous man??? Just don’t forget to stay alive boyo!!!

(With that the shot fades to darkness)

[Chris Crimson]

 


Finally – the slow turning wheel has come to a halt; full circle, stopped because time is up.

I thought long and hard the last two weeks.  I took the time to mull over the details of my situation, my upcoming match and I could only think about one thing.  Getting it over with, getting past the date on my calendar and setting my sights on something different.

Why you ask?  Why would someone, as grandeur as Chris Crimson not care about a random booked match for a middle tier championship?

Because at the end of the day I literally have nothing more to prove to anyone, especially the business, and especially people like Jericho Hill, Steve Ramone, and Vince Peterson.

Therefore, while back and forth banter is what they want, they simply won’t get it.  This puppet won’t dance this time.

However, it won’t stop me from doing my diligent duty of dissecting the obvious, and by obvious I mean the painfully apparent abomination to wrestling that would be my so-called competition for Into The What?  That’s just what I do best, and it’s what everyone wants to see in the first place, so why don’t we cut all this shit short and get to the point.

Vince Peterson – a person who I beat while basically wearing a blindfold – somehow ends up with a shot just like Your Favorite Shade of Red.  Interesting choice, but what’s more interesting than an overplayed gimmick that result in everyone just being confused, rather than entertained.  Vince, you are trying a little too hard – it is obvious – so you should resort to being just one Vince Peterson, instead of multiple versions.  I lost count of how many there are of you, because watching you cut a promo is like sitting through a spelling bee for children with turrets.

I am sure you’ll have a hard time chewing on that bitter truth, but I am hoping you decide to swallow it, because you need a vicious reality check.

Nevertheless, what is your real role here in Sin City Wrestling, Vince?  Is it match filler, or just straight up jobber – I am having a hard time understanding, because you just seem to pop up randomly on cards.  Kind of like me, but the difference between you and I is that I make this look easy, while you just make people cringe or fall asleep.

The biggest joke here isn’t even your refreshing skill set, Vince; it is the fact that you’re still somehow wrestling someone like myself.  You should be mopping floors.

While I would love to break you down piece by piece, Vince – you do it yourself every time you talk – or cut a promo, or whatever you call that.  I’ll let you continue to wear yourself thin, because while you walk into this match with the same subpar effort I see everywhere else, I am quite sure you’ll impress those who need to be impressed, which speaks volumes itself.

In addition, that’s me just being honest, so don’t think I am some low life bad guy for no reason, it is what it is, and people like you, Vince Peterson, are a dime a dozen.  I just didn’t think Sin City Wrestling would call up the Rent-A-Jobber services again for their supercard.

Although I have to admit, my favorite part of the last two weeks was sitting through the personality train wreck that is Steve Ramone.

OK – Fearless One – you’re embarrassing to even listen to, and the only person you’d impress is a deaf person locked in a basement.  While I genuinely applaud your effort – you were consistent – throwing a bunch of nothing at the wall and watching what sticks doesn’t make a champion, or even a wrestler for that matter.  Where did you even come from, Steve?  Between your lackluster projections of being something worth paying attention and the cheesy approach you apply, I really can’t decide what’s better to pick apart.

You just seem like you’re fit for yogurt commercials, rather than wrestling.

You are too damn easy to make fun of Ramone, and the reason why is you remind me of a cardboard box.  You’re essentially a prop, static and full of no life.  I cannot feel anything you say, Steve.  There is no “oomph” in it whatsoever.  You have zero talent, in every facet of this business, but don’t even try to ring the burial bell on me too soon.  I don’t need a shovel to toss dirt on you, because you do it yourself, just like Vince.  You two are meant for each other, in the ring of course, because watching you idiots attempt what I can do with minimal effort is essentially, pathetic.

Nevertheless – great job on showing up – great job on showing your face, but make no mistake about it:  If I want to, I could crush you.

I simply have that ability.  I have acquired it over time, and it truly is something to be in awe of.  Your Favorite Shade of Red is a master of the game, regardless if you acknowledge that or not; I can always decide my own fate.

Moreover, as far as Jericho Hill goes, let us just say I am grateful to not be subjected to whatever that person would have brewed up.  I don’t think I could have handled it, because Vince and Steve certainly set the tone for mediocrity.

However, if I walk out a contender, you can expect to see something that actually has meaning.  Because it is a guarantee, a lock if it happens, and they might as well serve the championship to me on a silver platter.

Because I am essentially a trigger waiting to be pulled, Steve – Vince – Jericho.  Your Favorite Shade of Red can only function when those around him motivate him to do the best he can, to aspire to become better, to show everyone else how this is really meant to be done.  I just don’t get that treatment here, and don’t get me wrong; this isn’t sour grapes. I am the last guy to ever complain, but don’t expect gold jewelry when I was given rusty scraps to work with.