Climax Control

The Firestone Fieldhouse, in Malibu, California is alive with energy as the fans of Sin City Wrestling stand and cheer, the cameras pass along the fans, recording and airing them for those watching at home on their televisions.

"SCW!"
"SCW!"
"SCW!"

Justin Decent, announcer for Sin City Wrestling, stands center-ring with the house microphone raised to his lips and he starts to speak;

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, Welcome to the Firestone Fieldhouse, right here in beautiful Malibu, California, and welcome to Climax Control!

The crowd cheers!

Justin: Please welcome the Hostess With the Mostess for "Climax Control" -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!

The fans cheer as the soft music plays and Amanda struts her way past the curtains and out onto the stage in a pink teddy and high heels with a large and puffy feathered boa draped around her shoulders.

Amanda: Put your clothes back on,
I'd rather be alone.
Your thing is all worn out now get on home.
You've had too many lovers,
They've worn off the hair.
There ain't no way I'm goin in there.
Put your clothes on,
and get on home.

I Should of never gone out,
I should of never had a drink,
Take that thing outside it's startin' to stink.
Your friends done told me where you have been,
and I feel sorry for all those men.
Put your clothes back on, baby,
and get on home.

Yeah, get that thing away from me,
it looks like something your dog would eat.
I've seen enough now set me free.
I think that thing just barked at me.
Early this mornin' it bit my leg.
Oh, little darlin', don't you make me beg,
Put your clothes back on,
and get on home.

Oh shit, I'm scared!
I need medical care.
I think three midgets just crawled out of there.
Well, I was fine before you came,
would'ya thow somethin' over that pitiful thing.
Baby, put your clothes back on
and get on home.
Yeah, put your clothes on,
and get your booty back home.
Go on.

The song ends and the crowd cheers and applauds as Amanda blows everyone kisses before vanishing behind the curtains.

Simone: Hello and welcome to Climax Control, I'm Belinda Simone

Adams: I'm Jason Adams

Simone: Tonight is gonna be a hell of a night, from start to finish

Adams: Oh yes, and the start is like a a vacation in hell, very hot as we start with new bombshells

Simone: Vacation in hell?

Adams: Yeah, cause these three are hotter than July in California, cause we got Alexis Morrison, Miss Evangelista AND Jessie Salco in the ring making their SCW debuts. Those three are hot.

Simone: Does your wife think so too Jason?

Adams: Maybe, I haven't asked her

Simone: Moving swiftly on. More Bombshells

Adams: Yippee!

Simone: Uh Uh, we have Vixen, up against Trish Newborn

Adams: They're hot too

Simone: Hmmmmm, now some hotness for the women, as by order of Tom Dudely, Wyatt Peterson is in action against his selected opponent from Tom, the man who put Wyatt on the shelf with a shoulder injury, SCW Roulette Champion, Casey Williams

Adams: Now back to hotness for the fellas

Simone: If you can call it hotness over crazy looking chicks who need a tan

Adams: Some guys go for that freaky supernatural look

Simone: I think this match is more about revenge than hotness, as former Bombshell champion Misty, goes one on one against the woman who cost her the Bombshell title, the back from beyond the grave, Roxanne

Adams: We got tag gold on the line tonight too, as Sinful Obsession defend the tag titles against an unusual team, but potentially a huge future tag team in Sean Williams and Goth!

Simone: Speaking off potential, the main event tonight COULD be the best we've seen on Climax Control

Adams: Correct Belinda, on one side, we have Nick Jones and Jordan Williams, on the other, we have Kain and Lucas Darby.

Simone: I don't believe for a second that Nick Jones is turning over a new leaf, he's up to something

Adams: I kinda believe him

Simone: Yes, but you believe in Santa

Adams: And?

Simone: Nevermind Jason.

Adams: Oh yeah! We have more to announce here.

Simone: Ah yes we do. Tonight, we have been promised to find out about the next SCW Supercard. Details will be revealed as well as details of the final tour date.

Adams: I got told Hot Stuff is paying for the entire supercard out of his own pocket

Simone: Who told you that?

Adams: Hot Stuff

Simone: Should have guessed

Adams: Anyway, are we there yet?

Simone: Where?

Adams: At the start of the show?

Simone: Yes we are!

Adams: Then, three, two, one, GO!




The scene opens up backstage at Climax Control where we see one of SCW’S newest Bombshells Jessie Salco leaning against a wall whilst drinking a water bottle, her sister Katie is standing nearby keeping a close eye on her, Jessie sighs and turns to her sister.

JS: What? You’ve been staring at me ever since we got here.

KS: Just concerned Jess, I saw the footage of you talking about your childhood.

Jessie sighs as she turned to her.

JS: Don’t be, I wanted to get it off my chest and avoid any nasty rumors about me floating around, I’m sure you understand.

KS: Yeah, I do, but that couldn’t have been easy.

JS: I’d be lying if I said it was.

Jessie said as she took another sip, before Katie can say anything else a stagehand approaches the two women and they turn to him.

Stagehand: Err, Jessie, Christian Underwood wants to see you in his office, he says it’s important.

Jessie finishes her drink in one gulp and tosses it into the nearby trash can.

JS: Lead the way.

Jessie tells him and the stagehand leads her down the hallway with Katie not far behind, they eventually reach his office and Jessie knocks.

JS: Christian? It’s Jessie Salco, you wanted to see me?

The door opens and Christian is standing inside, and he greets her with a smile.

Christian: Hey, Jessie. Come on in. Drew? Thanks for getting her to come so quickly.

The stagehand nods and takes his leave as Christian closes the door behind him. Christian turns around and finds Jessie standing there without any knowledge as to why she was here.

Christian: Sorry for pulling you away. I know you're busy tonight but I'll try to make this as quick and as painless as possible.

He saw the confusion knit on her brow and he sighed as he walked over to the table he and Mark were using as a desk and he sat on the edge lightly.

Christian: Jessie, I'm all for believing a person's past is in the past. I hope it is anyway, because if it isn't, how can that person hope to move forward? I saw your promo, and the admissions you made in it. That took a lot of guts. Now, I'm going to need you to remain that way.

He stood up and folded his arms.

Christian: Mark and I want as clean a property in SCW as we can manage. We don't want another WWE on our hands, or to see any of the men and women we have working for us fall to the brink or worse. I need to make sure your past is, in the past.

He met her eyes.

Christian: I'm going to have to ask you to take a drug test.

It didn’t take Jessie long to process the information and quite frankly she had expected this ever since she had made that confession in her promo, still she hadn’t expected it to come this quickly.

JS: Honestly I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t expecting this to happen, I just didn’t expect this to happen so quickly.

Jessie shook her head before turning too Christian.

JS: I suppose you want me to piss in a cup right?

Christian paused as he watched Jessie and contemplated her statement. He cast a sidelong glance before he shrugged.

Christian: A woman offering to piss in a cup for a gay man. Fist time for everything I guess.

He returned his attention to Jessie and smiled.

Christian: Well, not now, but thanks for the offer. We're only in town for the night after all. I think, if you're willing, we can set it up in our next stop over and get the results sent to the SCW office in Vegas. I have to say though...

He frowned.

Christian: I never knew of anyone so open to taking one of these tests.

Jessie shrugs her shoulders at Christian’s comment.

JS: Trust me, I’ve seen weirder stuff happen to Metal Concerts, anyway that sounds good to me, especially since my match is starting soon, and as for my willingness…..well Kate can answer that for me.

Jessie turned to Kate who had followed them in, she nods.

KS: I used to work in a rehab clinic that got shut down, it’s a long story, and anyway I warned Jessie when she first started training that any promoters who knew about her history with drugs may ask her for a drug test.

JS: That’s basically it, if there’s nothing else I have a match to win.

Christian: Understood, and good luck.

The two ladies nod to the co-owner of SCW and turn and leave the office.




We emerge from the commercial to the locker room area of the huge Firestone Fieldhouse arena, several crew members are seen hanging around along with some SCW superstars talking about the upcoming tour. It’s here we get a glimpse of the self-proclaim “Best of the Best” Trish Newborn dressed in her wrestling attire with brand new t-shirt standing next to the backstage interview area. She preps herself up a bit tossing her long black strings down her shoulders with one hand while holding a large form cup. Trish takes a sip, and quickly spews it out something red all over. Suddenly, a familiar voice comes echoing behind the veteran, someone from her past. We hear the clacking of heels hitting the arena floor and the cameras turn to find Alexis holding a similar style cup in her hands with a sadistic smile on her face.

Alexis Morrison: “Oops, I think you have my cup of pig’s blood by mistake. Maybe you should be more careful what you pick up next time, sweet step-sister.”

At this point, Newborn is kneeling almost gagging holding her throat attempting to get everything up before looking with red face and darts for eyes. Morrison seems pleased with herself, as Trish stands pointing her finger.

Trish Newborn: “Y-You evil bitch! You did that on purpose!”

Alexis appears sadden by this acting innocent placing her left hand on her chest.

Alexis Morrison: “Me? Why would I mess with the all-round top wrestler in the world? I mean, I think you do a better job of it yourself by the looks of your Sin City Wrestling career. If I were you, I would save that anger juice on your opponent tonight because I hear she doesn’t like to play around. That kitten has some mean claws; I look forward to your match.”

With this, Morrison switches cups with her step-sister, who is about ready to rip her apart, as the leaves the humming a song to herself swaying those tiny hips. Trish watches not in a happy mood shaking her head until the aftertaste comes back and we see a crew member try helping her, but the Veteran pushes him away throwing the cup to the ground and leaving down the opposite hallway toward the parking lot for some private warm ups before her match against Vixen.




The scene opens backstage in the locker room area where Nick Jones is seen getting his stuff together for tonight's match. As it seems he's about ready to start getting changed, he is interrupted as the locker room door bursts open and immediately rushing in his Nick's cousin, Big B, followed slowly by the rest of the members of Nick's entourage; Diana, Tony, Jimmy and Max. B runs right up to Nick and knocks the items out of hands, stopping Nick from getting ready. Nick looks up rather perplexed at Big B, who quickly starts to speak in a very excited manner.

Big B: Don't get changed yet! I have something planned for you before your match!

Nick does not even acknowledge Big B's comment, instead he simply leans to the side a bit to look right past B and straight towards his girlfriend Diana.

Nick: What's he so damn excited about?

Diana: I better let him tell you. Although just to be clear, none of the rest of us had anything to do with this.

Tony, Jimmy and Max all quickly and silently nod along to Diana's comment, which immediately brings a look of worry over Nick's face.

Nick: So you're all already trying to absolve yourself of any blame, huh? That can't be a good sign.

Nick leans back and looks right up at his cousin.

Nick: Alright, spill it... what do you want?

Big B: Well I know you've kind of been conflicted about your recent actions. From our conversation the other day, it sounds like you were regretting some of your decisions.

Nick: Oh... you think? No kidding.

Big B: Wait, you haven't?

Nick puts his hands over his face as he shakes his head at the stupidity of his cousin. After a moment he puts his hands back down and looks back to B.

Nick: Maybe I have, what's your point?

Big B: I think you need to realize that there's nothing to regret. I mean, there's no downside to being a nicer person.

Nick: Oh really? Why don't we take a look at what happened ever since I was told by that old has-been Billy James all of the benefits I was going to have of being a "nice guy"?

Big B: You won your title match against Jordan Williams later that week!

Nick: While that is true, it was hardly via the nicest of means. How exactly have things gone since then? Well while I sat there and refused to win my title defense against "good guy" Rage with the help of any of you putzes, that no good weasel had 4 of his "good guy" friends getting involved, meaning my "niceness" allowed a match to turn into a 5-on-1 and gave him the opportunity to steal MY SCW Championship. After over 5 months reigning over this company, it took a couple of weeks of being a nice guy for it all to come crashing down.

Big B: But I'm not sure that...

Nick: Oh wait, I'm not done. Then there was last week. Me being the nice guy ended up with me completely passing on an easy opportunity to take out a future opponent. Hell, it stopped me from letting somebody else even take him out, assuming even Kain couldn't screw up something so simple. Now I've got to team with the guy? Not to mention, I'm the one who saves his ass and when the night is done, everyone is rambling on about how Jordan Williams is their favorite wrestler. It looks like all being nicer is doing is causing me more problems without getting a damn thing in return. So why shouldn't I return to my old ways? Even tonight I'll have another perfect opportunity to take Jordan out when his back is turned, and even dispose of that loser Kain too if necessary, making sure I'm the only one left to go back after MY title, at which point I can do whatever needs to be done in order to bring it back where it truly belongs. So if you don't mind, I'm going to start getting ready for that ridiculous match I got myself thrown into last week by being a "nice guy". If you'll excuse me...

Nick turns away from Big B and reaches into his bag, grabbing a roll of tape and is about to start taping himself up, as B simply stands there, not moving an inch. After just a moment, Nick suddenly comes to a realization and turns back to B.

Nick: Wait a second, didn't you say you have something planned for me?

Big B doesn't say a word in response, but instead just nods excitedly.

Nick: Well what is it you big goof?

Big B: I know that you had been feeling that way, and I can kind of understand it, but I think you need to realize that you can't let a couple of things ruin such a great thing. It's not that long ago that you were amazed at how a simple change in how you handled things made a match you thought was setup to be a 3-on-1 become as fair as could be.

Nick: Yeah, yeah. What's your point?

Big B: I want you to realize how great this can continue to be. So I got an amazing expert to come in and help you. He's so tough to book, but I got him to come HERE and meet you TONIGHT! We're going to be meeting with Mister Self-Help!!

B, clearly overcome with excitement, waits for a similar reaction from his cousin but never gets one, as instead Nick stares at him blankly. Nick then once again leans past Big B, looking to Diana.

Nick: Is he serious with this crap?

Diana: Unfortunately, very.

Nick then looks back to Big B.

Nick: Now why in the world would I go to this thing?

Big B: It will be a lot of fun, I promise. He's helped me before, and I think he can make you realize what a great opportunity you have in front of you.

Nick things it over and lets out a sigh before responding.

Nick: So if I got to this stupid thing, will you leave me alone after that?

Big B: Absolutely!

Nick: And you'll never give me crap about having to be a "nice guy" again?

Big B: I have a funny feeling I won't need to.

Nick: Yeah, whatever. Alright fine, I'll do it. Although if I'm going, I'm not going alone.

Big B: Of course not, I was going to go with you from the beginning.

Tony: Well you's guys have fun, a'ight?

With that, Tony turns to leave and is quickly joined by both Jimmy and Max as the three head for the door. However, before they can get out, they are brought to quick halt.

Nick: You three hold on one damn second.

A sigh is heard coming from the group as they all then turn around with looks of disappointment on their faces.

Nick: Nice try, but if I'm going to this nonsense, you guys are all going too.

The three men all quietly nod along, clearly less than pleased with the circumstances, but not about to argue. Seeing this, Diana can't help but laugh at the misfortune of these men. That doesn't last long however, as she sees Nick also shooting a look in her direction. Diana immediately gets defensive in her response.

Diana: Wait, you don't expect ME to go too, do you?

Nick doesn't say a word, but instead continues to stare in Diana's direction until she also lets out a disappointing sigh.

Diana: Fine! Stupid B and his stupid self help crap.

Big B: So we're all going? This is great. It's actually about to start soon, so we better hurry, we don't want to be late! Come on guys, follow me!

Big B quickly dashes for the door while Nick stands back, as instead of quickly following, he motions for the other four to follow Big B, keeping them all in front of him to make sure everyone is accounted for. As all five of them go outside the room into the hallway, B again motions for them to follow as he quickly makes a mad dash to... the room across the hall. As Big B runs in there, everyone else looks at each other shaking their heads.

Nick: It's a good thing we rushed to get here, huh?

Tony: Ya cousin's a friggin' idiot.

Nick: Tell me something I don't already know.

Nick then smacks Tony upside the head and points towards the door.

Nick: Now move!

Tony, Max, Jimmy and then finally Nick and Diana all file into the room, closing the door behind them.




Justin: The following match is a bombshell triple threat introducing first from Miami Florida… Jessie Salcoooo

The opening riff to “Redemption” by Shadows Fall hits the arena speakers and once the vocals hit Jessie makes her way out she is wearing a navy Pantera t-shit that has a rattle snake coming out of a skull on the front, she does some head banging at the top of the arena stage before getting a running start and sliding into the ring, she hops onto the nearest turnbuckle and does some more head banging before turning around and focusing on her arriving opponents

Justin: And her Opponent from Santa Monica, California… Alexis Morrison

"Looking Glass" By The Birthday Massacre plays over the sound system as the light scopes sync to the beat of the bass. Alexis emerges from the back wearing her usual attire and walks down to the ring with a smirk slowly forming, she slides her hand through her locks and climbs up onto the apron and enters the ring.

Justin: Las

Before Justin can continue he is cut off by “I Play You Lose” by Grusomes Featuring Tezz, beings to play in the packed auditorium, the curtain is pulled aside and out steps Miss Evangelista. The crowd begins to boo the devious vixen as the sly smile appears on her beautiful face

Justin: Last but not least from Fort Lauderdale, Florida...this...is...Miss...Evangelista!

Miss Evangelista begins to walk towards the ring, the ring curtain is pulled aside as The Nightmare Child follows in close pursuit. The fans ringside hold their hands out in the hope she’ll slap them but she ignores them and heads up the steel steps

The referee walks over and pushes the bottom rope down with his foot and pulls the middle rope up so she can crouches down and attempt to get into the ring but…

Before Miss Evangelista can even fully make it into the ring Alexis Morrison runs at ropes knocking her off the ring apron rebounding off the ropes and charging towards Jessie. Alexis takes her down with a high clothesline, Drew calls for the bell and this one is under way.

Adams: Alexis couldn’t even wait for Miss Evangelista to get into the ring before starting this match

Ding Ding Ding

MISS EVANGELISTA VS ALEXIS MORRISON VS JESSIE SALCO

Picking up Jessie by her t-shit Alexis tucks Jessie’s head underneath her arm and hits a devastating DDT on the young rocker chick, Alexis is quick to capitalize and goes for a pin fall.

Simone: Alexis is trying to get this over and done with

1…

1 ½

No! Jessie rolls her shoulder off the matt and Miss Evangelista is in ring dragging Alexis off of Jessie. Quickly without wasting any time Miss Evangelista starts to stomp on Alexis’ back, bending over to pick her up via her hair whipping Alexis over towards the ropes. Bouncing off the ropes Alexis storms towards Miss Evangelista attempting a drop kick, but Evangelista step out of the way letting Alexis crash into Jessie Salco who had just made it to her feet.

Adams: Jessie is not having a good run so far here tonight.

Evangelista rolls Jessie out of the ring so she can focus on Alexis picking her up once more pelting forearms smashes to the side of the dark one’s face. Grabbing on to the back of Alexis’ neck Miss Evangelista brings her left knee up to her face repeating it three times before dropping Alexis to the matt with a double knee lift to the face. Rolling onto of her Miss Evangelista goes for the win

1..

2…

Alexis kicks out to Miss Evangelista dismay. As Miss Evangelista is getting up into Drew’s face about his slow counting Jessie Salco is back on the scene perched on top of the turn buckle. Miss Evangelista turns around to put her focus back on to Alexis but is caught off guard by a high cross body by Jessie; Jessie hooks Miss Evangelista’s left leg

Simone: Each of these girls are trying to prove a point here tonight Adams

Adams: no… yes… wait sorry… what did you say?

Simone: Really?

1…

2..

Racing in Alexis grabs Jessie’s arm and yanks her up off of the matt, Alexis goes for suplex but pulls Jessie’s left leg up crashing her down with the Violent Disregard looking down at her handy work as Jessie holds her head and neck. Looking out into the crowd with a smug look on her face Alexis doesn’t go for a pin in fact she looks down at Miss Evangelista’s body. Running towards the ropes Alexis jumps up and uses the ropes as a springboard and attempts to land a Moonsault on Miss Evangelista. Miss Evangelista rolls out of the way just in the nick of time as Alexis screams in pain and frustration holding her lower back.

Adams: Smart move by Miss Evangelista playing possum

Looking over towards Jessie and then back to Alexis Miss Evangelista has a confident smirk on her face. Walking around the ring with her arms up in the air Miss Evangelista starts to slag off the fans. Walking confidently over towards the turnbuckle closest to Jessie Miss Evangelista starts to climb them slowly, turning to face the ring once she is at the top she taunts the crowd some more before going for the five star frog splash on poor Jessie. But Miss Evangelista eats ring canvas as Jessie rolls out of the way. Bouncing to her feet Jessie is on the attack, nailing a perfectly executed standing Moonsault on Miss Evangelista it’s followed by a quick headlock by the young rock chick, keeping her eye on Alexis while doing so.

Simone: Jessie is keeping an eye on Alexis

Adams: I am too

Drew checks to see Miss Evangelista is still conscious as Jessie’s grip around her neck is furious. Alexis is up on her feet now and comes stumbling in seeing that Miss Evangelista’s body is laid out Alexis jumps up on to the middle rope and hits a springboard Moonsault this time connecting.

Simone: Alexis and Jessie inadvertently working together for that one.

Jessie is up on her feet and so is Alexis the two starts to throw out chops going backwards and forwards between them getting the fans to join in with chorus of woos. Stepping up Alexis shoves Jessie into the ropes catching her by surprise with the side effect as she rebounds off them. Learning from her past mistake Alexis goes for the pin

1…

2…

No! Lifting Jessie’s shoulders off the ropes Alexis smiles a sadistic smile as the fans start to boo, mouthing that she isn’t done yet. Picking Jessie up Alexis slices her left hands under her throat motioning that the end is near but out of nowhere Jessie hits her with a split legs jaw breaker. As Alexis is laid out on her back Jessie sees and opening and races towards the nearest turnbuckle racing up it she looks out into the crowd smiling. The fans are on their feet waiting to see what the new girl is going to do, rubbing her hands together playfully Jessie hits a perfect 450 Splash - Flight of Redemption on top of the fallen Alexis.

Simone: Jessie might have this

Instead of going for the pin Jessie rolls Alexis out of the ring and turns her attention to the staggering Miss Evangelista, approaching her Jessie goes for a snap suplex but Miss Evangelista gets in a sneaky eye rake. As Drew warns Miss Evangelista because of her actions Jessie is rubbing her eyes taking advantage of the smaller bombshell Miss Evangelista bounces of the nearest ropes and smashes her down with a high powered bulldog. With Jessie’s back on the ring canvas Miss Evangelista connects with a standing forward somersault, hooking her leg she goes for the pin

1…

2…

No! Somehow Jessie managers to kick out, Miss Evangelista mouths off at Drew again while slapping her hands down on the mat showing her displeasure getting the fans to boo. Dragging Jessie up with her Miss Evangelista whips her into the corner before quickly follows it up with the Pernicious Intent – Chaos Theory. Drew makes the count

1..

2..

3..

Justin: The winner of the match, Miss Evangelista!

Simone: She’s got it Miss Evangelista wins her debut match in Sin City Wrestling!

Adams: What away to open tonight’s show

Drew calls for the bell as “I Play You Lose” by Grusomes Featuring Tezz echoes throughout the arenas sound system. Drew raises Miss Evangelista’s hand in victory but Miss Evangelista doesn’t want to take a bar of it and snaps her arm away from him, taunting the fans on her way out of the ring and back up the ramp.




The camera switches to the backstage area, where James Huntington-Hawkes III is seen standing next to Simpson. James looks impatiently at his watch

JHHIII: Where is he Simpson? He should be here by now?

Simpson: He will be here sir, he is on his way

JHHIII: If he's out partying and not here, I'm gonna look like a complete idiot! I paid him cash to be here to thank Odette for her help and he's gonna make me look like a right idiot!

From behind James, Kid Rock appears to a huge cheer from the crowd

Kid Rock: You don't need help looking like that little man

James turns around to see Kid Rock standing behind him.

JHHIII: Oh thank god, where have you been?

Kid Rock: Partying with some hunnies, but I'm here so pay up, and let's do this, cause partying doesn't stop

James nods towards Simpson, who hands Kid Rock a brown envelope. Kid Rock opens the envelope to see note after note of cash

JHHIII: It's all there

Kid Rock: I trust ya. Are you wrestling tonight?

JHHIII: No, but I won last week, I beat those two guys with awesome moves!

Kid Rock: Nice, nice, where can I find this lady?

JHHIII: Just down the hall, I'll show you.

Kid Rock: Cool, cool. Hey, is that Nick Jones? I sing his theme song, I need to meet this dude. Hit me up in a few, show me where we're going.

JHHIII: Will do.

Kid Rock walks away and James turns to Simpson

JHHIII: You know, I should be wrestling Simpson. It's too late now, but I need to be on the show next week. I can beat everyone here, I have beaten everyone. I know Simpson, I will challenge anyone right now for next week

Before Simpson can say anything, a man clearing his throat is heard. Simpson and James turn around to see Spike Staggs standing behind him

Spike: Challenge accepted

Spike hits James on the back, making him fall in to Simpson. Spike walks off laughing as James nervously looks up at Simpson

JHHIII: We should go find....

James' voice breaks up

Simpson: Yes sir

James and Simpson walks off camera




Former two time Bombshell Champion, Misty is just arriving backstage. She has her duffel bag draped over her shoulder, and the look on her face shows pure anger and frustration as she heads down the hall towards the locker rooms. As she walks, backstage reporter Ms. Rocky Mountains, walks up to her, trying to stop her.

Ms. Rocky: Excuse me, Misty! I was wondering if I could get a quick word with you on what happened last week as well as your match against Roxanne tonight.

Misty stops dead in her tracks, turns and glares at Ms. Rocky, a fiery look in her eyes.

Misty: You saw what everyone else saw last week!

Ms. Rocky: How do you feel about losing the title to Brooklyn Carter?

Misty drops her duffel bag, getting right in to Ms. Rocky’s face.

Misty: How do I…feel? How do I feel?! Every single one of you watched as not one, but TWO wastes of human life interfered where they shouldn’t have, and screwed me out of MY title! I hope Roxanne and Electra realize the decision they made, because I’m officially a bitch on a mission, and I’m out for blood…and lots of it!

Ms. Rocky: Why do you think Electra joined forces with Roxanne last week?

Misty: That’s a dumb question and you know it. Electra is still pissed because I was making the decisions when I brought her back. Everything wasn’t about her, and she got jealous so she did what she does best and she screwed me over. It’s okay, because sooner or later, she’ll get what’s coming to her.

Ms. Rocky: And as for Roxanne? You’ve got what is shaping up to be a brutal fight against her this evening.

Misty smiles and lets out a sadistic laugh.

Misty: Brutal isn’t even the right word. Tonight, I’m going to make Roxanne wish she really were dead. I’m going to rip her apart, limb from limb, and I’m going to do so very slowly and very very painfully. She burned me twice over the years, and tonight, I’ll get my payback and then some.

Ms. Rocky: It’s a miracle you survived the first attack, when Spike saved you back in GXW, let alone what happened just a few weeks ago at Into The Void.

Misty: There is no “miracle” about it. I survived both attacks for one simple reason. No matter what Roxanne does, she can’t keep me down. She can try and try and try again, but Roxanne simply cannot kill me! Tonight, I’m going to prove that to her when I beat her and send her straight to hell once and for all!

Ms. Rocky: Are you at all worried about any role Electra might play in this match tonight?

Misty laughs.

Misty: Worried? Hell no! Let her try! I can use whatever weapons I want against Roxanne tonight in this hardcore rules match, and if Electra tries to get involved, she’ll be on the receiving end of it as well. I know Electra. I know what makes her tick, and I sure as hell know how to put out whatever fire she tries to start.

Misty then picks up her duffel bag, preparing to leave.

Ms. Rocky: One last question before you leave. Do you have anything you would like to say to the new Bombshell champion, Brooklyn Carter?

Misty turns and looks directly into the camera.

Misty: Enjoy that title while you have it, because if it is the last thing I do, you won’t be the champion for long.

Misty then shoves her way past the camera and Ms. Rocky, heading down the hall toward the locker rooms.




The throbbing beat of Light it up by Rev Theory is heard as Vixen walks out on the ramp, stepping up to the edge of the aisle and stands at attention before raising a hand to wave to the fans who cheer as she salutes.

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, approaching the ring, from Ottawa, Ontario, Canada, she stands 5ft 6 inches tall and weighs in at 128lbs, and this is VIXEN!

Vixen smiles before moving down to the ring, standing on the apron, she steps on the bottom rope and backflips into the ring, moving to the corner where she climbs to the second turnbuckle and salutes the fans once more before jumping down to stretch slightly as the fans' chants begin to fade, as soon as her music fades it’s quickly replaced by "King Of The World" by Porcelain Black as the song plays out loud over the P.A system, as Trish Newborn walks out confident from behind the curtain wearing a matching leather sleeveless hoodie w/ her Best of the Best logo and ring attire for the night and a pair of sunglasses.

Justin: And her opponent, for San Francisco, California standing 5ft 3 inches tall and weighing in at 125lbs, “The Best of the Best” Trish Newborn!

Trish smirks at all the fans trying their best to get to her as she walks down the ramp; midway down turning her back to them, with arms spread wide open. She turns back around to enter the ring, where Newborn pushes the referee out of the way; aiming for the first turnbuckle Trish sees and pulls herself up while her music continues to play. The crowd really starts giving the heat to the veteran performer now, but Newborn just stares out embracing everything.

Adams: After last week’s controversial ending to the Bombshell Championship match every Bombshell in the locker room is looking to step up and prove that they have what it takes to be the next challenger.

Simone: Indeed, just earlier tonight we saw a hotly contested Triple Threat Match between three of SCW’S newest Bombshells and boy did they tear the place down! If that match was any indication then we can expect some great things from the Bombshells in the coming weeks.

The referee for the match, junior official Drew Patton, brings the two women to the center of the ring and explains the rules to them, the two women nod when he asks if they understand the rules and Drew signals for the bell and the two women start circling each other looking for an opportunity to strike.

Adams: This could end either way Belinda, both women are very talented.

Simone: Indeed, let’s hope that this match won’t end like last week’s Bombshell Championship match!

VS
BOMBSHELL MATCH

Vixen and Trish eventually lock up and Trish takes the advantage early with a knee to Vixen’s midsection, Trish hooks her up looking for the Californian Kiss early but Vixen fights out of it and takes down Trish with an Arm Drag, Vixen gets back to her feet and Trish charges at her only to be met with a dropkick that sends the Italian American women to the outside.

Simone: Vixen has the early advantage.

Adams: Yeah but how long will it last?

Trish slams her hands against the apron in frustration whilst Drew yells at her to get back in the ring, Vixen doesn’t give her opponent the time she needs to regroup however as she climbs the nearest turnbuckle and leaps off with a high crossbody catching a ton of airtime in the process sending Trish to the floor. The crowd erupts with “SCW” chants as Vixen gets to her feet.

Simone: Vixen is not wasting time tonight!

Adams: And that’s bad news for Trish, Vixen was in the military before becoming a wrestler and she knows how to fight!

Vixen forces Trish to her feet and rolls her back into the ring at the count of five before following her in, Vixen goes for the first cover of the match 1….2……Trish kicks out but rather than argue with the referee about it Vixen instead goes to pick up Trish, however Trish has recovered enough to hit Vixen with a jawbreaker stunning her and giving Trish the opportunity she needs, Trish grabs Vixen from behind and hits her with a Belly to Back Wheelbarrow Facebuster.

Simone: Great move by Trish!

Adams: Like her or not she knows what she’s doing in the ring! When she isn’t showboating that is!

Indeed Trish is taking the time to showboat to the crowd already and the fans don’t like it at all, Trish eventually goes for a cover 1…..2……Vixen kicks out and Trish shoots a nasty death glare in Drew’s direction, Drew shakes his head whilst maintaining that his count wasn’t slow and Trish eventually gives in before turning her attention back to Vixen……only to get rolled up into a Small Package 1…..2…..Trish kicks out and kicks the nearest bottom rope in frustration.

Simone: Trish is getting frustrated already.

Adams: I think it’s clear that she was anticipating an easy match tonight.

Vixen is back on her feet and charges at Trish, Trish sees her coming however and tries to backdrop her to the floor, Vixen lands on the apron however and headbuts Trish in the back of her head sending her to her hands and knees, without a single wasted movement Vixen hits Trish with a Springboard Legdrop to the back of her head and goes for a cover 1….2….. Trish gets her leg on the bottom rope just in time.

Simone: How ironic, if it weren’t for her kicking that rope Trish would’ve lost.

Adams: You call it irony, I call it dumb luck!

Whilst the commentators are bickering both women are back on their feet and are exchanging blows, Drew tries to get in between them to break up the fight and Trish uses the distraction to rake Vixen in the eyes much to the disgust of the crowd, she ignores them however instead hitting Vixen with a Double Wristlock Bridging Northern Lights Suplex that she holds onto for a pin 1….2…..Vixen kicks out and Trish glares at the ref again.

Simone: And Trish is back to the dirty tactics again.

Adams: I wouldn’t mind getting dirty with her……

Simone: KEEP IT CLEAN JASON!

Trish forces Vixen back to her feet and knees her in the stomach knocking the wind out of Vixen and allowing her to keep the advantage, she follows it up with a Double Underhook Powerbomb but rather than go for a cover she instead locks in a Single Leg Boston Crab and drags Vixen to the center of the ring.

Simone: Vixen has three options here, tap, get to the ropes or fight out of it.

Adams: Knowing Vixen the second option isn’t an option!

Drew asks Vixen if she wants to tap but Vixen refuses before crawling to the nearest ropes, Trish tries desperately to stop her from reaching the ropes but Vixen’s having none of it and grabs the bottom rope, Trish doesn’t let go at first but Drew warns her before administering a five count and Trish reluctantly lets go.

Simone: That’s twice now that a rope break has saved them from certain defeat.

Adams: But how much damage did that Boston Crab cause?

Trish is arguing with the ref but Drew is having none of it, Trish doesn’t notice Vixen getting back to her feet until it’s too late as Vixen levels her with a crossbody, Vixen hooks the leg for a pin 1….2…..Trish kicks out and starts brawling with Vixen, however this time Drew’s attempts to intervene go wrong for him as he catches a wild punch from Vixen sending him down.

Simone: The ref is down!

Adams: That’s it! Drew’s officially the wimpiest ref in wrestling!

Trish gets taken down by Vixen shortly after Drew and Vixen starts scaling a turnbuckle, she leaps looking for a moonsault but Trish rolls out of the ring in time causing Trish to crash and burn.

Simone: That mistake may have cost Vixen the match.

Adams: But where is Trish going?

Trish makes her way to the announcers desk and shoves the timekeeper aside before grabbing the steel chair he was sitting on, the crowd boos her knowing what’s going to happen next but she pays no attention to them as she slides into the ring, Vixen is on her feet clutching her stomach before turning around only for Trish to hit her in the stomach with the chair, drop the chair and drive Vixen’s head into the chair with the Californian Kiss.

Simone: Oh come on! Was that really necessary?

Adams: I don’t think she cares.

Trish quickly tosses the chair to the outside of the ring and tries to wake up Drew who is starting to come around, however whilst her back is turned Kittie enters the ring and once Drew’s on his feet Kittie whacks Trish in the back of the head with a steel chair.

Simone: What’s she doing here?!

Adams: I don’t know but Drew’s calling for the bell, is he disqualifying Vixen?

Drew exits the ring and tells Justin what to say, Justin nods before putting the mic to his lips.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen the match has been rendered a No Contest due to both competitors being disqualified!

Simone: I don’t believe it! Drew did see Trish hit Vixen with the Chair Assisted Californian Kiss after all!

Adams: We’ve got bigger problems Belinda! Namely Kittie looking for revenge for what happened last week!

Kittie hits Vixen with the chair a couple of more times as the bell rings repeatedly, Kittie eventually drops the chair and forces the barely conscious Trish to her feet.

Simone: She isn’t?

Adams: SHE IS! Kat’s Cradle onto the steel chair!

Trish goes limp from the impact and Kittie makes her exit satisfied with her work.

Simone: That’s the second time that a Bombshell match has ended in interference!

Adams: You just know Christian’s going to love this!




The scene opens up backstage at Climax Control outside of “Prime Time” Matthew Kennedy’s locker room; Marty is leaning against the wall next to the door and is on the phone to someone.

MM: Look I don’t care what it takes, I want Burnside caught and extradited back to England at the earliest convenience!

Marty yelled down the phone and the crowd boos at the mere mention of Burnside’s name.

MM: Yes, I know the police are doing as well as they can but I’m trying to prevent a PR nuclear meltdown here and you’re not helping!

Marty adds before he notices a looming shadow over him, he looks up and his eyes widen.

MM: I’ll call you back, there’s a very large, very angry man standing in front of me…….NO IT’S NOT BURNSIDE!

Marty hangs up and gulps.

MM: Err, hi Casey! What can I do for you?

Marty says with a nervous gulp as the camera pans up to Casey Williams.

Casey: I was wondering if you, Matthew and I could have a conversation regarding the situation involving Laura and Jason Burnside. I know you guys haven't said much publicly, and I also know you have talked to the police about the situation, no lawyers, just the 3 of us together in a calm and rational manner."

MM: What would Matthew and I get in return for any information we may or may not have?

Casey: Well, I will talk to Christian Underwood and Hot Stuff Mark Ward, and make sure that Matthew is in line for another Roulette Title match, regardless of whether I retain the title against Aleksei Koji. Naturally, I cannot guarantee that Koji would honor our agreement should he win, but I can try to convince Mark and Christian that you are still a worthy challenger for the title, despite our history."

MM: Can you give me a few moments to discuss this with Matthew, and I will let you know what we decide?"

Casey: Sure."

Matthew then comes out to hear what the commotion is outside the locker room, to see Marty talking with Casey.

MM: "Matthew, I have an interesting proposal for you. Casey just approached me, obviously, about what happened with Laura, and wants to know what we told the cops when they came looking. He offered to try to convince Mark Ward and Christian Underwood to give you another shot at the Roulette Championship, whether he retains the title or not, due to the fact that you are a worthy opponent."

Matthew grins broadly at the idea of getting another title shot.

MMK You have a deal. Casey, we may have had our differences in the past, but we share a common enemy in Jason Burnside, just keep in mind that the information we’re about to give you is what the police already know.

The three men enter the locker room as the scene fades.




HEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOO BRRROOOOKLLLLYYYNNNN blares through the speakers, the crowd erupts into cheers as Brooklyn makes her way from behind the curtain, wearing some skin tight dior jeans and a obama shirt, she makes her way up to the beginning of the ramp, the music slowly fades, she reaches in her back pocket pulling the mic out, she adjusts the title on her shoulder, before placing the mic to her mouth.

I came out here today to discuss a couple things, and you know I'm not the one to sit and brag and trash talk any of these women in the backstage, but after last weeks win I had to come out here and speak my mind.

Crowd Cheers.

A lot of people have been talking about how I won this title, and frankly I was upset myself. I had a lot to prove last week and I damn sure didn't need the help of Roxanne to prove that point. Now I have pale face Misty running around backstage saying how she almost beat me, and how I still don't deserve this championship but honestly if Misty would of came to me as a woman and requested a rematch, then I would of gave her one.

Brooklyn paces back and forth on the ramp.

When I signed a contract with this company, I knew the mess I was getting myself into, I knew the drama that I was going to have to deal with, and I knew the bullshit I was going to have to go through but honestly I'm a damn good wrestler and any match that I win, or any title that I hold, I deserve it.

Brooklyn pauses as she looks around at the crowd.

But I respect you all, all my fans and all the people who have stood behind me and I promise you that I will not disappoint, don't listen to what these other women say because their only mad that I accomplished what they can't. If Misty wants a rematch, then she can have one, anytime, anyplace. I'm not happy with how I won the title, but believe me I won't sit around and cry my eyes out, I will do exactly what I have to do and that is hold this title for however long I can and whoever has an issue with me, can definitely meet me in the ring.

Crowd Cheers.

I've done what these other crows felt I couldn't do, and I'm ready to hold this championship until I can't hold it anymore, so if Misty wants a rematch then I will give her one, if Trish wants to step up to the plate, then I'll give her one, My point is I'm the most talked about and most hated in this federation bitches, and now me holding this championship gives you one more thing to yap your gums about, so hate on as much as you can and what, because this title isn't going anywhere.

BELIEVE THAT CROWS

Brooklyn tosses the mic down on the ramp as Hello Brooklyn blares through the speakers once more, she turns adjusting her titles and waving out to the fans making her way backstage.




The interior of the room was obviously in use for promotional purposes. It was large, and set up with a small stage and had video cameras and a still photography set up as well. The backdrop against the far wall was a large poster with the 'SCW' emblem and the pictures of numerous SCW superstars and bombshells printed on it. A large television monitor was also airing what was currently happening outside in the building inside of the SCW's six-sided ring. Currently there was a 'dark match' going on between two young male hopefuls, putting one another through the proverbial ringer in hopes of earning a spot on the SCW roster.

In front of the stage, there was a small row of folding chairs, set up side-by-side and facing the stage where a microphone stand stood with another chair and a stool.

B nudged Nick and pointed towards the chairs.

Big B: That's where we sit.

Nick looked back over his shoulder at his cousin an arched an eyebrow.

Nick: Figured that out all by yourself, did you?

B nodded enthusiastically, completely immune to that particular and subtle jab towards his intelligence -- or lack there of. B moved past Nick, anxious to grab the best seat for himself. Nick huffed in annoyance and turned for a brief moment to look back at his companions, and it was all too clear they had about as much desire to be there as Nick did himself. Reluctantly, they started to move forward and each took a seat in one of the chairs. Nick sat beside his cousin, B, and Diana sat on Nick's other side. Beside her was Max and Jimmy, and Tony sat on B's other side in the remaining chair.

A scant few moments of uncomfortable silence passed and Max checked his watch.

Max: Are you sure we're in the right place? This seems an awfully unusual location for a seminar.

B leaned over so he could look to Max.

Big B: Oh no, we're in the right spot. Mr. Self Help told me right where to go.

Diana: Well then, where is he?

Nick: For that matter, who is he?

Nick turned and faced his cousin and frowned.

Nick: You never did tell me who this so-called expert was and why you think he can help me. Not that I need it of course.

Jimmy: Of course.

Jimmy turned towards Max and visibly rolled his eyes.

Diana frowned herself and tapped Nick on the shoulder so he'd turn around and give her his undivided attention.

Diana: You mean ... you don't know?

Nick frowned for a second, then shook his head.

Diana: You don't watch many other promos around here, do you?

Nick: No, mine are really the only ones that matter. Why? What does it matter?

Diana: Well it's just that...

The door to the room swung open with an audible 'BANG' and all six people in the room jumped and turned around to look for the source of the noise.

Despayre: Am I in the right place? Did I make it!?

Dressed in his goofy suit and obscenely oversized novelty tie, along with the thick rimmed glasses with even thicker lenses that magnified his eyes ten times over, Despayre stumbled through the door way, holding his hands out. (Yeah the glasses also make him blind as a bat for the record!) In the tuck of his left arm was the (in)famous teddy bear Angel, sporting a similar bow tie.

Everyone in the chairs, save for Big B, stared slack jawed at the sight as Despayre slowly maneuvered his way into the room and past them, right towards the stage. Taking a careful step up, he climbed onto the small stage and bumped into the microphone.

Despayre: Oh I'm sorry, I didn't see you standing there.

B was all smiles watching and waiting, but Nick, Diana, Max, Tony and Jimmy all exchanged wary glances as Despayre felt for the stool and carefully sat Angel down onto it. Despayre then stood upright and looked down toward the bear (or thanks to his glasses, the bear's general vicinity).

Despayre: Okay, get ready Angel. Sorry! I mean, Mister Self-Help!

Nick turned to B and pointed inquiringly at the teddy bear and B nodded -- and was rewarded with a slap in the back of the head.

Despayre: Don't get stage fright this time because this subject REALLY needs your help!

Despayre turned around to see the six sitting there and he let out a surprised yelp. He slowly lowered his glasses and looked the six over. He slid the glasses back on.

Despayre: Oh there has to be some mistake. There are people in here!

Big B: We're supposed to be here, it's us, your customers!

Despayre: Oh, right. I knew that.

Nick simply shakes his head in disgust and stands out of his chair while mumbling to himself.

Nick: I can't take this crap.

Nick goes to leave, but before he can get away, Big B grabs him by the arm and pulls him back down into his chair. Nick quickly spins his head and glares at his cousin, who has the sad frown of a young child painted on his face.

Big B: But you promised me you'd do this.

Nick lets out a sigh before sitting back into his chair.

Nick: Fine, let's get this over with.

A smile comes across B's face as they all turn back to the stage where Mr. Self-Help, Angel, and his assistant Despayre seem ready to go. As Despayre is looking over the crowd, he gets to Big B who is quick to smile and wave, Despayre responds with a wave of his own. Despayre however is quick to turn towards Angel and get a much more serious expression on his face as he stands up straight.

Despayre: Sorry.

Despayre then turns his attention back to the crowd as he steps up to the microphone.

Despayre: Ladies and gentlemen, please allow me to introduce to you at this time, Mister Self-Help!

Despayre then takes a step back and holds his arm out towards Angel for his introduction. Big B immediately stands and begins to clap away while the other five sit completely still. A frown comes across Despayre's face at the lack of reaction, upon seeing which, B is quick to nudge his cousin and motion for him to stand. Nick begrudgingly stands up and is quick to send looks in the direction of his other entourage members, making it quick clear they are expected to join him. As the other five all stand, they then begin a less than enthusiastic applause, as they start a slow and rather uninspired clapping. The effort, as minimal as it may be, seems to bring smiles to the face of both B and Despayre, until it is wrapped up and all six of them return to their seats.

Despayre: Ok, now before we can really get started with the help of this seminar, we need to hear a little from our main subject. So if we could please hear from...

Despayre looks down at a piece of paper in front of him, and keeps pulling it further away from him and then closer in attempt to read it, but is only able to do so after finally pulling the glasses away for a moment and looking back to the paper.

Despayre: ... Nicholas Jones. Now why don't you tell Mister Self-Help what brings you here today, sir?

As opposed to responding, Nick turns back to Big B once again.

Nick: Do I really have to do this?

Big B excitedly nods in response, and Nick turns his attention back to Despayre.

Nick: Well the situation is...

Before Nick can get anywhere, he is immediately cut off by Despayre.

Despayre: Why are you talking to me? I'm not going to be able to help you. You should be addressing your comments to Mister Self-Help!

Despayre points over to Angel, where he is seated upon the stool, and Nick's face tells the story of a man who clearly cannot quite believe what he's dealing with.

Nick: I seriously have to talk to a freakin' ted...

Nick stops himself mid-sentence and looks around to see the innocent expressions on the face of both Despayre and Big B, letting out a sigh before continuing on.

Nick: Fine!

Nick turns and looks straight towards Angel before continuing on.

Nick: So here it is. Over the past month or so, I've gone through some very interesting situations. I was given some advice that perhaps I needed to be a nicer person and that would help me in both my life and career. For about a week or so it seemed like it was working, and ever since then I haven't had a single positive thing happen to me. I was jumped from behind after a title defense, then I lost my title thanks in part to my "good guy" of an opponent receiving help from 4 of his friends.

Nick shoots a dirty look in Despayre's direction, who seems to be puzzled by this, before continuing on.

Nick: I've got one person after another trying to take me out, while they are also trying to swoop in steal my shot at the title. Even when I try to do the right thing in a situation that shouldn't even involve me, like saving a guy who was one of my biggest rivals from getting jumped from behind, what do I get for it? I've got some woman chewing me out in the middle of a mall and an SCW reporter turning every single thing I do into some awful terrible act. So it simply becomes a question, if I'm going to be painted as the bad guy no matter what I do, then why shouldn't I be exactly that? For the longest time I was looking out for nobody but myself and you know how that worked out for me? I became SCW Champion and had by far the longest reign this company has ever seen, and people could talk all they wanted about me, but I didn't care because their opinions meant nothing to me and I was the top dog, so I had no reason to care. Now? I try to become a nice guy, and it all comes crashing down, everyone else is talking just as much crap about me as ever, but now the worst part of it is it actually bothers me! So "Mister Self-Help", how about you see if this little seminar of yours can magically convince me of even one single damn reason I should be "the nice guy", because I sure can't see one.

Nick then sits further back into his chair, folding his arms across his chest and glaring up at the stage as everyone around is left in complete silence for a few seconds.

Despayre: Well ok then... I have a surprise for you! Something to lighten the mood and spread the fun around! While that gets played, I have to run to the little seminar's room! Be right back!

Despayre trots off past the five holding Angel. They turn and watch him go when the lights snap off and the TV screen in front of them flickers on.




Justin: Our next match is scheduled for one fall. First from Amarillo, Texas and weighing in at over 280 pounds. Let me introduce you to WYATT PETERSON!!!

"Goodtime" by Alan Jackson starts playing from the speakers and Wyatt Peterson bursts through the curtain onto the stage with a big Texas smile on his face. Wyatt points upwards and circles the air with his finger as he lets out a “YEEEEEEEHAW!!!” much to the delight of the crowd. Wyatt makes his way down the ramp, slapping the hands of fans as he makes his way towards the ring. Once he gets to the bottom of the ramp, Wyatt hops onto the ring apron and climbs into the ring. He hops onto the nearest turnbuckle and lets out another “YEEEHAW!”

Justin: His opponent was selected by Tom Dudley and weighs in at over 370 pounds. He hails from Nashua, New Hampshire and is the current Roulette Champion. Let me introduce THE FREIGHT TRAIN OF PAIN...CASEY WILLIAMS!!!

As the screeching call of insanity of "All Aboard" hits the speakers, Casey Williams comes out, with the intense look in his face. As the guitar riff plays, Casey walks down the ramp, pauses, pyros go off behind him.

"Crazy,but that's how it goes
Millions of people living as foes
Maybe it's not too late
To learn how to love
And forget how to hate
Mental wounds not healing
Life's a bitter shame
I'm going off the rails on a crazy train
I'm going off the rails on a crazy train"

Then Casey climbs up the apron and over the top rope into the ring, and gives and angry yell.

Simone: This is the first match that will lead up to Wyatt’s match against Tom Dudley coming up at the supercard. Dudley chose Casey Williams to face his ex-student and next week Wyatt gets to choose who Tom gets to face.

Adams: Well he sure did pick well. Casey is one of the few guys that kind of makes Wyatt look small and this is going to be a damn...is that Aleksei Koji coming out from the crowd.

Before the match can start Aleksei has tumbled out of the crowd. He puts his hands up to assure everyone that he has not come for a fight. He walks over to the announcer's table.

Aleksei: Do you mind if I sit in on this one?

Adams: Of course man sit down, great party last night by the way.

Aleksei: Not a problem, good man. You left your pants on the roof of my trailer by the way.

Simone: Can we get this match started please....

DING DING DING

VS
NON TITLE SINGLE MATCH

The two big fighters do not circle or hold back, but start the match with a charge. Wyatt crashes into Casey, nearly knocking him off his feet. Casey holds his ground though and slams Wyatt to the canvas with a big crash. The crowd is not sure who to root for but they are cheering that big moment.

Adams: Big slam to start things off!

Simone: With two fighters this big, you are going to see lots of moments like this.

Casey is on his feet and Wyatt is getting up right behind him. Wyatt with a wild punch to Casey body. The two of them start trading blows. Both deliver powerful punches to the body. Wyatt seems to gaining some momentum, then Casey gets in a vicious chop to Wyatt’s chest then knocks him off his feet with a headbutt.

Aleksei: Ouch...man I know from experience that Casey’s got a hard head.

Simone: Did he headbutt you in your match together?

Aleksei: To be honest...I don’t remember. I was pretty wasted that night but I mean look at that thing. His head is huge.

Casey is pulling Wyatt to his feet. He grabs her and lifts him off his feat. Then after a war cry he brings Wyatt down with a spinebuster!

Adams: Damn, that was brutal. When you see a move like that Aleksei, do you get worried about facing him soon.

Aleksei: I don’t need to see a move like that to know Casey is a beast, but he is a beast I can beat.

Simone: Casey Williams is going for the pin.

1.....
2....
Kickout!!...

Casey cries out in frustration and leaps up. He gets in position to spear Wyatt who is struggling to get up.

Simone: Casey looks to be a little frustrated and wants to put this match away.

Aleksei: The guy has anger issues what can I say.

Williams is lunging forward for the spear and out of desperation Wyatt gets a big boot up and makes contact. Casey is knocked off his feet and Wyatt stumbles to a nearby corner. The crowd is cheering him on.

Simone: He dug deep with that one.

Adams: He took his head near off.

Williams is stumbling up quickly but also unsteady. Wyatt tackles him with a Lou-Threz Press and starts wailing on him. He is unloading on him with heavy punches to his body and head. Wyatt leaps up and gives the crowd a YEEHAA

Aleksei: You know Wyatt and I might be from different places in the world but both of us love a good brawl.

Simone: Well Wyatt has used those brawling moves to switch momentum.

He picks up Casey, setting him up for something big. He gets his head locks and with a great deal of strain lifts the big man up into a brainbuster. Pulling it off and bringing him down hard. Both men lay down on the canvas after that.

Adams: Well that move was epic but it looked like it took a lot out of both of them.

Wyatt crawls on top of Casey to go for the pin...

1...
2...
2 and ¾.....

No Casey kicks out at the last moment and Wyatt rolls off him looking frustrated. When he gets up he looks to the ramp and sees that Tom Dudly is walking down with a big smile on his face.

Simone: I wish I could say I was surprised to see Tom here.

Adams: He is like the bald monkey on Wyatt’s back.

Wyatt glares at his former mentor but tries to ignore him. He turns back to Casey who is on his knees. He runs and kicks Casey, showing some of his frustration.

Aleksei: See, this match was just getting good. Why does that guy have to come down here?

Adams: I guess its called mind games.

Aleksei: Its called being an annoying punk...excuse me.

Aleksei is getting up from the announcers table as Wyatt helps Casey up and flings him into the nearest turnbuckle. He then charges the bigger man, hitting him with a huge knee strike. Then he starts to punch on him while the crowd cheers him on.

Simone: What is Aleksei doing?

Adams: Whoa! He just speared Tom Dudley!

Aleksei is on top of Tom unleashing a flurry of punches that has caught the man of guard. The crowd is going crazy and Wyatt is distracted. Casey grabs the robes and kicks out with both legs hitting Wyatt square in the chest. He stumbles back and Casey follows up with a mighty clothesline.

Adams: What is going on!

Simone: This match might just be getting out of hand.

Casey Williams picks Wyatt up and is swinging back to give him the Kiss of Death. Wyatt knees Casey in the gut before he has the chance and pulls off a quick DDT from nowhere. The crowd cheers him on. Out of the ring Tom has given a head butt out of desperation but Aleksei is still staying on top.

Simone: At this point I am not even sure who is winning.

Adams: The fans...

Wyatt has caught sight of what is going on outside the ring and gives a big YEEHAA. Casey is stumbling up and Wyatt charges forward.

Adams: BOOMTOWN!

Simone: A big running boot connects to Casey head and the big guy is down.

Wyatt goes for the pin.

1....
2...
3!!!

Simone: Wyatt has won this one.

Adams: and Aleksei and Tom are still going at it.

When Aleksei hears the bell he rolls off Tom with a laugh. His lip is bleeding from the head butt but he is grinning. Tom scrambles up looking at the Romanian, then looks at Wyatt who is climbing out of the ring to stand next to Aleksei. Tom curses at them both and starts to make his way up the ramp.




The scene fades to backstage area, inside Gabriel, Synn and Despayre are all standing around.

KNOCK ... KNOCK...

Synn: Come in.

The door opens and Sean makes his way inside, Gabriel balls his fist up and starts to walk towards Sean, but Synn reaches his hand out keeping Gabriel back, Synn turns and looks at both Gabriel and Despayre, pointing towards the door.

Synn: I will see you two in a bit, give us a second please.

Gabriel turns and grabs Despayre and the two head towards the door nudging against Sean, Sean brushes it off as he walks over to Synn.

Sean: I didn't ask for this match, and I didn't want it. Regardless of how it ends, just know its only business.

Synn: I agree.

Sean: I haven't really been around lately because I've been doing some heavy thinking, and right now I just feel as though I really want to get my career back in order, I want to be noticeable again, I wanna be able to focus and be respected again.

Synn: I sense your asking for my guidance.

Sean smiles.

Sean: Your guidance is always so special, [Pauses] You know, I sit back sometimes and really try and figure out exactly how much I mean to you, you help me with life, whether its financially or physically but somehow you always find a way to help steer me in the right direction. [Chuckles] I'm laughing right now because I probably make no sense at this moment, but in reality Synn your never there.

At that moment you could tell Synn was uncomfortable, he couldn't believe what he was hearing from Sean. Synn backs a few feet back away from Sean.

Sean: Don't be upset, but we both know that it is true. You pop in and out of my life and I'm sick of it, you want me to love you but how can I love you? You may do nice things for me and help me with life, but your never there to comfort me at night or there to wake up in the morning.

Synn: That is not all the way true, let's not forget that if you weren't out busy chasing the next line, or seeing which man you could use next, then we wouldn't have these issues. I respect you the most because I see a lot of growth in you, but your sorry ass continue to let those demons overtake you and I can't imagine being serious with you at this moment. Instead, I choose to stay in the background, and help you along the way, me still being here shows you where my heart is.

Sean: And my heart has been with you too, but you can't fault me for wanting to go out and find love, I don't need a twice a month man, I need a everyday man.

Synn: Maybe we should spend some time together after the show, try and see where our heads are at mentally.

Sean: Who knows how much you'll be into me when I take out your two champions tonight.

Synn: Those are fighting words Sean, I can only wish you the best, but just know out of support and family reasons I am here to support my team.

Sean walks over to Synn, and leans in forward kissing Synn in the mouth. Synn starts to wrap his arms around Sean, but Sean pulls away.

Sean: I wanted to walk in here and let you know that tonight is huge, and this match definitely means a lot to me. The first time winning the titles with Wyatt, that was a fun run but we didn't quite match and now tonight I have a chance again to hold those same titles with Goth, he wasn't the best to choose but its something I have to deal with now.

Synn: What does all this mean?

Sean: I just hope things don't change between us after tonight, and I feel as thought we should definitely try and spend some time together soon, especially if this is something you want, if not then I give up.

Synn: It amazes me that you think I'm the reason of why we can't move forward.

Sean: Something you should think about.

Sean turns heading towards the door, he opens it to find Gabriel and Despayre leaning against the door, Sean shakes his head and walks out staring Gabriel down, the two exchange a heated stare down before Sean makes his way down the hall-way




Justin Decent Voice-Over: You heard the major announcement just last week about Sin City Wrestling touring the great continent of Asia! And we also hinted at a special surprise, and tonight we are announcing that very surprise! Ladies and gentlemen, after the Asian tour, Sin City Wrestling is making one special stop en route back to the States, and we are arriving in Queensland, Australia at the Cairns Convention Centre for Climax Control; Down Under!

"Tickets are on sale now for this 5,300 seat sports venue! professional wrestling seldom hits the great continent of Australia so these fans will be hungry for some exciting action -- and the SCW stars will be only too happy to deliver as only they can!"




The cameras open up backstage, back to where Despayre is seen out in the hallway with Angel and Gabriel. He has a bag filled with a shiny, glitter like substance and he is tossing bits of it around, as Gabriel keeps watch.

Gabriel: Despy, be careful now. You don’t want to make something disappear that shouldn’t, right?

Despayre turns to look at Gabriel, smiling innocently, and he tosses a small amount of what we can now only assume is Gabriel’s “Disappearing Dust” on to a folding chair a few feet away.

Despayre: Oh I know! Angel told me to make the chair disappear! He doesn’t believe your disappearing dust actually works, even though I told him it does!

Gabriel laughs, and looks away. Just as he does, he hears Despayre utter the dreaded word “Oops.” He turns back to look at what happened. Standing in front of Despayre, wide-eyed and jaw dropped, is the former Bombshell Champion, Misty! Despayre has accidentally tosses a handful of the disappearing dust all over her!

Misty: What…the hell?!

Misty stands there in shock, trying to brush off as much of the dust off of her as she can, but Despayre has gotten a good amount on to the bombshell.

Misty: What is this crap?!

Just as Despayre is about to answer truthfully, Gabriel stops him.

Gabriel: Oh, that? It’s just some harmless glitter. Right, Despy?

Despayre looks at the bag of what he thought was disappearing dust, then to Gabriel, showing obvious confusion and a bit of disappointment.

Despayre: But you said—

Gabriel: Just glitter. No harm done, Misty.

Misty scowls as she continues to brush the dust off of her.

Misty: Whatever. Next time, watch where you’re throwing that crap.

Misty shakes her head and walks away without another word. Despayre looks back to Gabriel.

Despayre: Angel said you lied…

Gabriel nods.

Gabriel: I wouldn’t want to tell her the truth, Despy. She’s not exactly in the best of moods lately.

Despayre shrugs, and turns around to throw some of the dust on something else, when he yells out excitedly.

Despayre: Angel, it worked! It worked!

Gabriel looks past Despayre to see…nothing. The folding chair that Despayre threw the disappearing dust on has…disappeared! Despayre runs around excitedly, as Gabriel looks down the hall in the direction that Misty went, almost looking slightly concerned.

Gabriel: Hmm…not sure if that stuff has ever worked on people before..

Gabriel then turns his attention back to Despayre as he runs around, tossing the disappearing dust on to any unimportant object that he can find.




Adams: Things are going to be so intense momentarily that even I don’t know if I can take it!

Simone: You mean this match between two divas in a Hardcore rules match?

Adams: Absolutely! Misty and Roxanne will attempt to settle their score tonight, with no rules attached! This is going to be a brutal massacre!

Simone: We won’t have to wait long, my unique, yet sometimes perverted colleague!

Adams: Hey! Take that back!

Simone: Hey, I’m only speaking the truth on that one!

Decent: This match is scheduled for one fall and it is a Bombshells Hardcore match! There are simply no rules; anything happens and it is all legit! The first woman to gain either a pin or a submission is declared the winner of the bout! Introducing first, from St. Louis, Missouri, weighing at 230 lbs....ROXANNE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The opening guitar riff of “Deliver Us From Evil” by Bullet For My Valentine begins playing as an emblem of a purple rose with black wings spread from behind it appears on the stage. A purple glow takes over the stage. As the music picks up, Roxanne comes walking out onto the stage, clad in a leather top with a slit up fishnet shirt, leather skirt, and knee high heeled boots. She waves her whip around behind her as she stops at the head of the ramp. She offers a gentle wink before parting her crimson lips to shout out “GET ON YOUR KNEES!” She lashes out with the whip before she continues on down to the ring. As she gets there, the lights return to normal and she slides in under the bottom rope. She pauses, before crawling to the center of the ring. She gets up to her knees, and then rises, flipping her whip around as she paces back and forth, waiting for her opponent. She tosses down a white bag that’s filled with weapons, kneels, and rummages through the contents as she glances at the entrance ramp, every now and then.

Simone: Each diva must have brought their own weapons to the match for this occasion. This is going to be nothing but carnage. I’ll expect maybe a few wrestling moves here and there, but make no mistake about it, weapons will be their main arsenal of choice against each other.

Adams: I don’t think this match will live up to the destruction that Kain and Mark Ward offered back at London Brawling, but it will be enough to satisfy the fans, becoming perhaps the second most violent match in SCW history!

Decent: Introducing her opponent, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing at 130 lbs, she is the current SCW Bombshell champion....MISTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The lights in the arena go out. Several seconds pass, then the beginning to “What You Want” by Evanescence starts to play. Blue and white strobe lights flash to the beat of the music, when Misty appears from backstage. She stands at the entrance with a smug grin on her face, as the crowd viciously boos her. She ignores the booing before she slowly starts walking to the ring. When she reaches the ring, she walks up the steel steps and steps through the ropes, entering the ring, heading to the center of the ring. Roxanne gets in front of her and pushes her hard, Misty pushes back hard, the two women screaming loud profanities that weren’t caught by the camera as the referee got in the middle and told them to break it up. Misty, with her bag, sets it down at her corner and opens it up.

Adams: Misty is a woman of her word and has brought everything she was thinking of when we last saw her on television recently this week. All of her chosen weapons, same as Roxanne. It’s no question that both are already imaginging the gleeful carnage they can’t wait to unleash on each other, Belinda!

Simone: No kidding! This rivalry has gone on for YEARS, their hatred boiling at the sight of each other and what they put each other through. Simply put, forgiveness is out of the question and both must resort to nasty violence if they wish for their score to be settled tonight! But it doesn’t matter who wins tonight, Jason, because this will be far from over and they will still hate each other!

DING! DING! DING!

VS
BOMBSHELL HARDCORE GRUDGE MATCH

Since it was Roxanne who pushed first, Misty surprised her opponent with her fast speed and brought her down with a Lou Thez press! Roxanne tries to fight back, but Misty uses her left elbow to strike her opponent in the head three times, dazing her. Still on top of her, she reaches into her trunks and pulls out brass knuckles and equips them on her right hand. Then she stabs Roxanne in the forehead multiple times, screaming at her with rage. It doesn’t take long for the blood to gush out from Roxanne’s head! Roxanne, however, is furious! After Misty got the last strike on her, Roxanne trapped Misty’s left arm and leg, bridged and rolled over, getting on top of her. She forcefully takes the brass knuckles from Misty, who is hitting her with left punches into her stomach. Roxanne ignores the pain, gets the brass knuckles, and stabs her opponent right back into her head, drilling them and laughing with maniacal glee as Misty is now drawing blood! Misty is out of it as Roxanne gets up, then plants a hard knee into her stomach, causing Misty’s wind to be knocked out. Then she picks her up, roars with rage, and throws her hard into the turnbuckle, left shoulder first! Bones are snapping and the crowd are gasping, swearing they heard them break from their seat!

Simone: Holy crap! The match barely started and both women have drawn blood on each other and it looks like Roxanne snapped Misty’s arm in two!

Adams: Misty rolls out of the ring and feels the pain rushing through her, stumbling around. She manages to pull a Mel Gibson and slams that arm into the post in order to correct the joints on her arm! The crowd gasps loudly at the sound of her bones connecting. Roxanne just enjoys hearing Misty scream in pain!

Misty tries not to let it get to her as she snarls with rage at her opponent. Roxanne charges with the brass knuckles, but Misty manages to sidestep her, grabbing her by the hair and tossing her hard into the steel steps! Roxanne’s back is badly wounded in the collision with the steel steps and she groans loudly in pain, arching her back as Misty takes the brass knuckles and bashes Roxanne in the head a few more times before discarding them. As Roxanne tries to get up, Misty brings her back with a hard punt to the face! Teeth are flying out from her mouth and now blood is gushing from that point on! Misty laughs, does some trash-talk into her face, then she walks to her corner, grabs her bag, rummages through the contents. Finally, she chooses a weapon she is satisfied with and heads over to Roxanne. Her foe, however, surprised with a spear, the chisel flying out of Misty’s hand, Misty’s head bouncing off the concrete floor! Misty growls while holding her head as Roxanne retrieves the chisel and stabs Misty on her left leg a few times, drilling it into her. Misty howls even further, trying to kick away with her right leg, but Roxanne avoids her kicks and continues to hammer away with her with her chisel! One kick, however, manage to lose Roxanne’s grip on the chisel. She was taken by surprise before Misty used her right leg to trip her to the floor, head first!

Simone:I don’t know who did it earlier, but there are also tables set up around the ring, along with ladders and even some chairs around here. This is not going to be pretty!

Adams: It isn’t already pretty as it is! Misty’s bleeding like a stuck pig and Roxanne is busted open from her forehead to her mouth! The violence is getting fiercer and no one, not even the referee, can stop the madness unfurling tonight!

Misty yells at Justin Decent to get off his chair as she takes it up in her hands. Roxanne tries to rise, but Misty won’t have it! She unleashes her fury, landing ten chair shots, the crowd counting them each time! Roxanne’s back is injured and beyond pain as she slowly rolls over. Misty goes for one last strike with the chair, but on her face! Luckily, Roxanne scouted the move in advance and rolled away from it, the chair hitting the hard, cold floor! Misty discards the chair, walks over to Roxanne, picks her up slowly, and punches her opponent in the ribs three times! Then she hoists Roxanne onto her shoulder and goes for a powerslam on top of the steel steps! Instead, Roxanne counters it with a mid-air bulldog that sends Misty’s face into it! Misty’s head bounces off the steps, falls on the floor, and is very dizzy. Roxanne arches her back, to relieve the pain that’s already inflicted on her, before she goes to her bag. The crowd is shocked as she takes out a barbed-wired 2X4! Roxanne waits for Misty to get up, which takes a few moments, due to her left leg out of the game and can only support little. But her right leg is about to get smashed as Roxanne drills it into her right leg multiple times, Misty crying out in rage, feeling every blow. With her back turned onto her, Misty feels the 2X4 being slammed into her back at least five times, Roxanne dishing out the pain in spades! Roxanne goes for a swipe to the face, but Misty somehow gets the courage to rush her from the crouching position and goes for a backbody drop, dropping her into a nearby table! Roxanne is laid out as the crowd chants “Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!” over and over again. Misty isn’t done with her yet. Discarding the 2X4, she goes back to her bag and takes out a particular brick! Misty then screams, across from Roxanne, telling her to get up and face the music! It takes a few minutes, but Roxanne gets off the table, shaking off the cobwebs, trying to regain her vision back. As she does so, she finally sees Misty. Misty gets Roxanne to spin around with a hard smash from her brick, which doesn’t break! Roxanne, feeling the pain more intensely than before, ignores it, kicks Misty in the groin, catches the brick as it falls into her left hand, and responds right back with the brick smashing into her face, the brick finally breaking! Both women are down, unable to get up as the referee checks on both divas!

Adams: Both women cannot stand at this moment! Both are putting each other through hell and back! I may be right; this may be one of the most violent matches the Sin City Wrestling organization has ever seen! Holy crap!

Simone: You gotta hand it to these two divas, who are just laying it out on the line! Despite who they do or do not like, the crowd is simply on the edge and are applauding both women for their efforts! This is amazing!

The referee discovers that both women are still in the fight and backs off as they both rise to their feet. Both are covered in blood, but neither care, for their hatred once again takes over. Misty returns the favor with a kick to the groin on Roxanne, who doubles over in pain. Seeing the chisel nearby, she picks it up with her left hand, then sends Roxanne packing with a vicious right-handed clothesline. As Roxanne feels the effects of the clothesline, Misty gains some revenge by stabbing Roxanne’s legs with, starting with the left a few times, then moving over to the right. Roxanne roars with rage, yelling some kind of profanity as she feels more blood gushing now, but Misty can’t stop her bloodlust. Roxanne, however, had enough. She manages to get on her knees, blocked a chisel strike from Misty, then brought her face to hers and headbutted it. Misty drops the chisel and stumbles around, feeling the pain on face as she covers it with both hands. Roxanne slowly gets up, nears her opponent, and using her best leg, which is her right, she manages to get Misty down on one knee with a couple of kick strikes to the back of her left leg. Then Roxanne takes Misty’s face between her hands and laughs with glee as she knees her foe a few times in the face! Blood is pouring from Misty’s nose, the bones breaking as Roxanne delivers a jumping knee strike that causes Misty to fly a little before hitting the ground hard! Misty yells, angry about the assault. Roxanne doesn’t care as she smiles evilly! Roxanne then goes to her bag and takes out a baseball steel, but carved in iron and steel. Misty gets up, trying to shake it off, but she turns turns, she feels the bat slamming into her ribs, a few bones breaking! Misty gasps and holds her stomach in pain as Roxanne brings the bat down to her back, smacking it really hard! Getting some retaliation back from the vicious chairshots she received earlier, Roxanne successfully connects with ten hits that smashes into Misty’s back harder and harder, the crowd counting each hit! The crowd is loving the blood and rage that flows between the two! Roxanne goes for one last strike, but to the face. Misty, who is well aware of the danger, rolls away. She gets up fast, despite the pain surging up through her legs, and the two now fight for control over the steel, iron bat!

Simone: Both of these divas won’t give it up! The bat could change the tide for either one of them, the women yelling at each other in their faces as they try to gain possession of the deadly weapon!

Adams: How much longer can they keep up with this? One thing is for sure though; after tonight, nothing will ever be the same for these two women ever again!

Misty wins the struggle, wresting the bat away from her opponent. She uses the end of the bat to hurt Roxanne in the stomach hard, causing her bones to break as well. However, Misty makes the mistake of charging up her strength and going for a wild haymaker with the bat, attempting to hit Roxanne in the face, as Roxanne ducks down, surprising Misty with her strength as she raises her in the air in the form of a suplex, before getting on her shoulders, ramming her back at a nearby turnbuckle before slamming her down to the ground with a devastating powerslam! The bat drops from Misty’s hand, Roxanne kicking it away from her, then drops a brutal elbow into Misty’s face! Misty growls, feeling the pain of her broken nose once again as Roxanne then punts her in the face! Like earlier, teeth fly out of Misty’s mouth! Looks like both women will need a fix at the dentist after this! Roxanne then picks up Misty and goes for the diamond dust, but Misty gets out of the move, gets behind her opponent, and executes a snapmare, dropping Roxanne to the floor! Misty has a sinister idea in her head. She looks and spots a cameraman, taking his camera away by force. Holding it in both hands, she grips it hard and waits for Roxanne to get up. Roxanne, unsure of her surroundings, gets up slowly, but turns around and was unable to sidestep the brutal assault from Misty’s camera as she harshly bashes it to Roxanne’s head! Misty discards the camera away as the cameraman rushes over to it, checking on it, as Misty gets over to bag. She reaches in for a few moments and now has wire in her hands, the kind of wire you would use for installing the TV cable, big, brown wire that’s big around for your neck! And that’s exactly what she does as she laces the cable wire around her neck and chokes her with it! Roxanne is suffocating from it, trying so hard to breathe as she viciously struggles with it. Misty yells in her ear, telling her to end it now and it’s going to get worse. The referee rushes over to her and asks if Roxanne wishes to give up. Somehow hearing him, she shakes her head, but Misty keeps up the pressure. Some kind of unfounded strength came out of Roxanne as she used her right elbow to strike Misty’s broken ribs three or four times, Misty unable to hold it, the cable wire dropping from her hands. Roxanne, desperate now, goes for the diamond dust and connects with the move!

Adams: The crowd is hanging on to every action! Belinda, I’m sure you agree with me for once, but nowhere else in the world do you ever see this kind of action!

Simone: Right you are, Jason! This is non-stop from the very beginning! There will be one winner and one loser, but perhaps, from a neutral point of view, both women will come out as winners, since the crowd enjoys what they are seeing at this very moment!

As Roxanne continues to kick on Misty on the outside, the crowd sees a new diva coming out of the curtain and standing on top of the ramp, checking out the action in person. It’s Brooklyn Carter! Roxanne is distracted by her appearance, yelling at her to stay the hell away from this fight as Brooklyn slowly makes her way down the ramp, her eyes locked on Roxanne. Misty, unaware of who showed up at the moment, uses the distraction to her advantage, grabs Roxanne’s head from behind, jumps and swirls around her head and neck before delivering a jaw-dropping tornado-DDT, face first! She gets up and looks down at Roxanne, laughing, but her mood changes instantly when she is pushed behind Brooklyn Carter! Misty turns around and the two exchange heated words, trash-talking to each other as Roxanne, from behind, gets on one knee, holding her head, shaking it off as the blood continues to pour from that point of entry on her forehead. Taking advantage of what’s happening now, she goes for a roll-up from behind, Brooklyn stepping back as the referee counts it! But it was only a two-count as Misty gets out of the packaged pin! Furious about all this, Misty goes for a running enziguri kick! Brooklyn steps forward, not seeing the move happening, as Roxanne ducks from it, Brooklyn Carter becoming the receipent of the move! Brooklyn rolls away as Roxanne and MIsty lock horns and pushing each other from the third diva, neither of them manage to gain the advantage. Roxanne then gains the upper hand and tries to throw Misty into the barricade, but Misty surprises the audience as she uses her bloodied legs and feet as she ran up on them and backflipped over Roxanne. Roxanne is taken by surprise and hesitates as Misty goes for a flying hurricana and connects! The move, however, takes a huge toll on Misty, who is struggling to get up. Unfortunately, she turns around and Brooklyn Carter gets payback as she lands a harsh, yet powerful jump, spinning 360 tornado kick that directly connects to the side of Misty’s face, who spins around in the air and falls on the floor! Roxanne also gets up and yells at Brooklyn Carter, but she ignores her as she plants Roxanne with a jumping front kick! Both contestants are down as the referee yells at her to back off! Brooklyn laughs at the two as she walks backstage, trash-talking all the while as she exits the stage. All cameras, including the one that got used earlier by Misty, are now fixed on the two women.

Simone: Brooklyn Carter got into both women’s businesses and hurt them bad when she desired it! Both women won’t be pleased with her after this contest is over, Jason!

Adams:I agree! Both Misty and Roxanne will want to get a little payback after this brawl is finished! But they shouldn’t be worried about her though, Belinda, they should be worried about each other! Both women legs, ribs, heads, mouths, everywhere really... a lot of themselves are broken and injured! They’ll most likely need a hospital stay after this! Hey, wait a second, what is Roxanne doing?

Roxanne drags Misty to a pair of two tables and is trying to set her up on top. Misty, however, slides off her shoulders and pushes her off, Roxanne’s shoulder hitting the metal post of the top table hard. A few bones in her right arm shatter and Roxanne howls in pain as Misty kicks her left shin with her right foot, then goes for a DDT from behind, which instantly connects! With Roxanne down, Misty stumbles over to her bag, going through her contents, and finds exactly what is she looking for. The crowd gasps as she raises the sledgehammer high above her head, feeling it now. It looks like she is about to go for the kill, about to win it once and for all. Roxanne is back on her feet, but Misty was too quick in this instance, crushing Roxanne’s ribs with the blunt end of the sledgehammer. As Roxanne keels over in pain, she feels the pain jolting in her back as the sledgehammer is brought down on her back! Misty laughs loudly as she drives the sledgehammer in her opponent’s back with five more strikes. She yells at Roxanne to get up once again, waiting to plant her in the face with her current weapon of destruction. Roxanne’s back is hurting, but she won’t give up, not now! She gets up and Misty goes for her intended attack, but Roxanne surprises the current Bombshell champion with a low dropkick that forces Misty to fall on the ground, face-first, the hammer dropping from her hands. Roxanne picks it up and smashes the end of the sledgehammer to Misty’s face, then drives it to the back of her leg, almost breaking it as we hear more bones breaking! Misty is unable to get up at this point, her right leg completely out of it, as Roxanne drags Misty to the table and sets her up on it. Misty is breathing, still in the game, when suddenly, an imaginary lightblub appears in Roxanne’s head. Scanning her surroundings, she finds what she is looking for - the 10-foot steel ladder! Bringing it over to where Misty and the tables are, she sets it up quickly, then slowly, but surely climbs to the top. The crowd cannot believe what they are about to see, as Roxanne is now standing on the top. Her legs try to give way, but she manages to somehow stand. Looking at Misty with full venom and rage, she flies off the top and delivers a powerful frog-splash that not only crushes Misty, but Roxanne and the tables as well! The crowd stand up and are chanting “Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!” as the referee goes to make the count.

1...
2...
3!!!!!!

DING!
DING!
DING!!!

Justin Decent: Here is your winner - ROXANNE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Adams:OH MY GOD! SHE KILLED HER! SHE KILLED HER!!!! Misty has been defeated! Is she still breathing after that????

Simone: What an incredible finish! Roxanne gave it everything, as well as Misty, and both women are now bloodied, broken, and need to be repaired! With so many injuries happening in this match tonight, neither women will indeed never be the same again! But look - Misty is still breathing! She’s barely consciousness, as is Roxanne! The referee and a pair of care workers are now with them, checking on them as the crowd is giving them both a standing ovation! What a hell of a match this was!

The referee kneels down to check on both Misty and Roxanne, paying more attention to Misty, as she is seemingly unconscious. Her body is battered and bloody, and the only movement comes from her arms. The referee signals for the another medical team to come out to the ring after this brutal battle.

Simone: I don’t know how either of these two will be able to stand after this, much less every wrestle again. They’ve just about destroyed—

Just then, the lights throughout the whole building go out, shrouding everyone in complete darkness. Some people in the audience cheer, but only a select few, as the majority don’t know what is going on.

Adams: I’m blind!

Simone: Everyone is you idiot! The lights went out! What’s going on here?!

The lights remain out for some time, and suddenly a woman screaming is heard. The audience talks amongst themselves, only guessing what could possibly be going on inside the ring.

Simone: Is it just me, or did that sound like…

After what seems like several minutes, the lights return, but there is one noticeable difference. The referee is still kneeling over where Misty was just a minute ago, but now she’s gone! Roxanne has pulled herself up using the ropes, but Misty is nowhere to be found!

Adams: Where’d Misty go?!

Simone: I have no clue, but I don’t think she got up and walked away by herself. Misty has disappeared into thin air!

Both the referee and Roxanne look around, baffled at what has just happened. The referee looks at Roxanne with a questioning look, but Roxanne shrugs her shoulders as if saying she had nothing to do with it.

Adams: I don’t believe it! That stuff actually worked!

Simone: What are you talking about?

Adams: Gabriel’s disappearing dust! Didn’t you see Despayre spill it all over her earlier?!

Simone: Oh lord…




Black leather shoes, polished to perfection, are seen and heard walking down the hallway. Their sound echoes off of the walls of the backstage area. As the camera slowly pans up, we see a pair of white suit pants, neatly pressed and in primo condition. Going further up, a red dress shirt with a matching satin tie are poking up from under the white, buttoned up suit jacket. Panning up further, we see it is none other than BACW's Giani Di Luca, and he is carrying a dozen roses, half red and half white, in one hand, and a box of chocolates in the other. He tucks the box of chocolates under his arm as he stops to check his reflection in the make up mirror. He tussles with his perfectly crafted faux hawk, and then he runs his finger over his lips, evenly distributing the chap stick. He winks and clicks his jaw before letting out his signature chuckle. He begins whistling "That's Amore" as he walks just a few doors down. He knocks on the door, aotly labeled with Bianca's name, and then he stands there tapping his feet with his hands behind his back as a proper gentleman would do.

Bianca: Who is it?

Her voice, thick Italian accent with tones that are soft and feminine but authoritative and firm. When there was no answer to the question she begins a long string of sentences in Italian with no breath or end in sight. Giani chuckles to himself a bit. The door flies open, and Bianca stops in her tracks. Her bottom lip tucks in to silence herself then smiles.

Bianca: Giani...Ciao....

Her arms were spread wide with one hand on the door sil and the other on the handle of the door.

Giani: Ciao, Bella.

He spoke softly, letting his eyes dance over her outfit. She was elegantly dressed in a Versace cowl dress. The back was so low you could see the bee-stings on her lower back, and the front was so low the seam dropped between her breasts. A thin string holds the back to the front with the skirt cascading to the floor. However the most interesting part of the dress was the slit up to the hip, revealing her long smooth leg. The dress was black with black sequins so it wasn't an in-your-face type of glitter. Her black heels were reminiscent of LA NOIRE fashion. Her curls pulled up into a loose bun, strands falling about her face. Giani stares for a second before shaking himself back to reality.

Giani: I almost forgot. I picked up some fresh flowers for you. They ain’t as beautiful as you, but it was the best I could find around here.

He holds out the flowers as she looks at them. Secretly, she was grateful for the gesture, but she simply takes them into her hand after removing it from the door sil. Giani holds the door open and gently takes her petite hand into his own, lifting it up slowly to his lips. He presses them against her hand, not letting go until he has savored the sweet perfume on her hand. He lets it drape gently at her side before he takes a step forward.

Giani: So, you gonna invite me in or do I gotta literally sweep you off ya feet? I ain’t opposed to neither.

She flashes a sly grin before raising her hand to the sign on the door which clearly expresses only women are allowed inside of the locker room. She looks him up and down, as if inspecting to make sure he isn’t a woman. Giani smirks once he catches her eyes land on the prize, but he quickly moves past her and inside of the locker room. He begins laughing a bit as he sniffs the air.

Giani: Hahaha it don’t smell like balls and B.O. in here like the Men’s… I’m already impressed.

Bianca: Don’t you have a Gynecologist appointment or something? You stood me up last week, mio and I don’t forget that easily.

Giani’s eyes widen as he points to the bandage covering the stitches on his forehead. He also points to his ribs which are taped underneath the fine suit. He sighs and then sits down on the bench, refusing to give up that easily.

Giani: Così gelida! You’re a feisty one. It’s cool, I didn’t come all the way from New York to get shot down so easy. I’m gonna stay here until you decide to go out with me tonight.

Kittie: HEY! This is the Women’s Locker Room. Get out of here before I call security to escort you out of here!

Kittie pokes her head back into the shower area, disappearing back into the steam. Bianca sneers in Kittie’s direction and then returns to the glare to Giani. He offers her a gentle, hopeful smile which only fuels her anger with him.

Bianca: Caldo mio, I got dressed up for nothing the last time. Do you have any idea how that makes a woman feel? Especially one of my caliber? I waited for you...for hours, with not at least a phone call to quell my growing anger. I understand that you were hurt, I'm not a robot and I've been there myself...but didn't your mama ever teach you to pick up a phone?! I can't believe you! You honestly think that I'd go out with you after the last time?

Bianca stares at him, scoffs, then storms past Giani and picks up her duffel bag as well as her purse. She slings them over her shoulders and storms back toward the door. Giani puts his head in his hands, sighing in complete and utter disappointment. He tries his best not to let her see him upset or angry by doing so. He looks back up to her as she pauses at the door. She turns around to face him and then taps her foot impatiently.

Bianca: Are we going to go or what, papa…?

Giani looks back up, surprised. It doesn’t take him long to hop up to his feet. He graciously opens the door for her, and even takes her bag to carry it for her. She smiles briefly at the camera as they disappear down the hallway.




The final moments of the animated Looney Tunes episode "The Great Piggy Bank Robbery" are shown and with a click of the remote in his hands, Despayre switches the television monitor off and the dimmed lights in the room return again to their previous brightness. He looks out to the capacity crowd of ... five. Only one of which, Big B, was still attentive and he reached into a small tub of popcorn and shoveled a handful into his mouth. Diana leaned over and gave him a look.

Diana: Where did he get popcorn during all this?

A loud 'snore' is heard before anyone can answer and Despayre clears his throat. Max starts back awake.

Max: What? Is it over? Are we home yet?

"A-HEM!"

All heads turns back to the stage where Despayre is standing at the mic with a pointer in hand and he has it aimed at the TV screen.

Despayre: Everything feels right with the world after a fun filled episode of Looney Tunes, no matter the topic. And each one is filled with a tiny little bit of wisdom. Now, what can we have learned from Daffy Ducks wild antics?

Tony speaks up.

Tony: That there's more than one way to bore the hell outta us?

Despayre blinks and then lifts his glasses and leans over the edge of the stage and peers closely at Tony.

Despayre: Young man, are you chewing gum in Mr. Self Help's seminar?

Tony frowns.

Tony: Gum? Is you's crazy?

Despayre: Well, are you?

Tony: No! Why's would you even ask a question like that?

Despayre shrugs and slips his glasses back on.

Despayre: Because you talk like you have a mouthful of bubble gum.

Tony: Are you making fun of my English?

Despayre turns and looks at Angel on the stool.

Despayre: He calls that English?

Diana giggles behind her hand and Nick hides the smile growing on his face behind his hand as Tony grits his teeth. Despayre takes a step in front of the podium 9and luckily one step away from walking right off of the stage) and sets his hands behind his back and takes a professional stance.

Despayre: Despite what many might believe, everyone wants to be liked.

A scoff comes from one of the five watching and Despayre looks down in their general vicinity and holds up a forefinger.

Despayre: Scoff if you will, but tis true!

Jimmy: Tis it?

Despayre: Tis! Anyone who tries to say they don't care if they're liked, is a fibber! And oh what a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to tell a fib! Take our test subject for the day, Mister Nicholas!

All eyes of his Entourage falls on Nick and it looks like he wants to crawl down into his chair and never come out.

Despayre: I say this caringly, but nobody likes him. Well, right now. But things will change thanks to Mister Self Help! So in the meantime, what does Mister Jones do? He has to buy people's friendships so he isn't always alone.

Nick: Hey now wait just a damn...

Despayre: Shoosh! No swearing in front of Mister Self Help, if you don't mind. Now, as I was saying, when you think about it, Mister Jones has alot in common with Barbie.

Nick: Barbie!? As in the fu-reaking doll!? How do I have anything common with Barbie!?

Despayre shrugs.

Despayre: Because she's so unliked everyone has to buy her friends too!

Nick brings a finger up and starts to say something but snaps his mouth shut and turns his head to see all four off his 'friends' with their faces deep red and struggling to contain their laughter. Well, three. Big B nods his head as accepting these little gems of wisdom.

Despayre: Lights!

The lights in the room dim and a projector clicks on. Despayre takes a step to the side so the screen behind him and Angel can be seen and Despayre holds up the remote for the projector.

Despayre: Soon, Mister Jones, you will walk out of here a better man! A nicer man!

Jimmy: A poorer man!

Despayre turned at the speaker and shook his finger in his direction. Max turned to Nick.

Max: How much is this costing?

Nick: You mean I'm *PAYING* for this!?

Despayre: Shhhh! Soon, Mister Jones, you will find yourself in the company of such famous celebrities as this!

A click on the remote and the picture fills the screen.

Despayre: Tom Hanks! Tom Hanks’ nice guy attitude precedes him. If there’s one actor that both viewers and film industry workers can say is the real deal, it’s Tom. Although many people attribute this to the nice persona that he usually plays in his films, in reality, it is carried out into his real life as well. In fact, from Hanks is usually seen as the EASIEST celebrity to work with. As typical of most modest, down-to-earth celebrities, Hanks also donates to many different charities. Patient with fans, engaging and entertaining in interviews, and all around classy, Tom Hanks is a throwback to the classic actors of Hollywood like Paul Newman.

Nick looks at Diana and nods, shrugging. Another click and a new picture.

Despayre: Oprah Winfrey! Oprah doesn’t really need an introduction. Dubbed as one of the greatest philanthropists of our generation, Oprah has visibly made the world a better place through her TV talk show, multiple charity programs and other philanthropic initiatives. Whereas most talk show hosts seek to make money and fame, Oprah’s leading goal has been to help people. As a final act of good faith, Oprah has revealed that a part of her will was to donate 1 billion dollars to charity.

Jimmy: One billion dollars!?

Max looks ready to faint from that alone and it's not even *his* money! Another click and another picture.

Tony: NOW we're talking!

Despayre: Yes! Dolly Parton! Primarily through her Dollywood Foundation, she has supported many charities including "Dolly Parton's Imagination Library" which mails one book per month to each enrolled child from the time of their birth until they enter kindergarten. Dolly has been noted for bringing jobs and tax revenues to a previously depressed region. She has also worked to raise money on behalf of several other causes, including the American Red Cross and a number of HIV/AIDS-related charities. In December 2006, Parton pledged $500,000 toward a proposed $90-million hospital and cancer center to be constructed in Sevierville in the name of Dr. Robert F. Thomas, the physician who delivered her. She also announced a benefit concert to raise additional funds for the project. The concert played to about 8,000 people. In May 2009, Parton gave the commencement address at the University of Tennessee. Her speech was about her life lessons, and she encouraged the graduates to never stop dreaming. She is a woman with class! A woman with good taste! A woman with...

Jimmy: A great set of tits!

The pointer slams down on the podium and everyone jumps. Despayre waves the pointer towards Jimmy.

Despayre: One more outburst like that and my Sergeant-At-Arms Wynter there will toss you out on your butt!

Jimmy turns and sees Kittie's teddy bear seated on a chair facing him and he starts.

Jimmy: Where the hell did that come from!?




For the first time ever the cameras are in Aleksei Koji's trailer for PARTY HORDE LIVE in the parking lot. Aleksei is there dressed in his best and with his is his tag team partner from last week Frost.

Aleksei: It is great to have you on the show. Let me say first of all what fun it was kicking ass with you last week! Did you enjoy that match?

Lucian: The match last week was enjoyable, two of the guys I have faced in one capacity or another, Matthew Kennedy was a prime contender when I was champion and Matthew Barnes cannot understand why I helped Lucas Darby. I doubt he’d understand why he lost at Into the Void either. Nevertheless I did enjoy beating them once again, my first tag match and it was fun, luckily I had a good partner in yourself.

Aleksei: Oh why thank you. I love watching you do your daredevil stuff. I think we make a damn good team. I don't know how you do that stuff man! I mean how did you get your start?

Lucian: It started a long time ago, I cannot define when it happened or how, but it’s a way of life I have grown accustomed too.

Aleksei nods at that in a very serious way then finishes off his bottle of rum.

Aleksei: You sir are a man of mystery. And you wear a mask....and so did my last partner. What is the deal with that? Is it just to build mystery or are you protecting your image like he did?

Lucian: Lucha libre wrestling’s traditions played a huge part of my life during a transition I’d rather not discuss, but the tradition of the mask is of it being sacred and that value is what I bring when I wear it.

Aleksei: Can you drink with that thing on?

Lucian: I can drink, I need air holes otherwise I wouldn’t be able to breath!

Aleksei smacks his forehead and gets up to get more booze. He hands a beer to Lucian Frost, then flops back down.

Aleksei: I have a routlette match coming up for the title. You were the first guy to win that belt. Do you have any advice for me?

Lucian: It was a tremendous honour being the first champion, circumstances hurt me leading to the title defence with Bo, otherwise I could possibly still be the Champion today. But that is just speculation and posing the ‘what if’ question. My advice is simple, train as you normally do, you have the natural ability to battle anyone put in front of you, do not fear the unknown but embrace it. You won’t know the match until the ring of the bell, train as normal and do not worry about the match type, you’re abilty will get you through this tough encounter. I wish you luck.

Aleksei: Thank you my good man. Oh I was going to ask what is the deal with the lady who is trying to set you on fire? I know that is not fun because Karina and Jamie Staggs have both almost set me on fire.

Lucian: I am not sure, I was approached by her agent, he gave me something I have not dared open yet. Not from fear, or worry, just got my eyes focused on the NWA gauntlet match next week.

Aleksei: Well thanks man. One more question...if this Roulette title doesn't work out, you want to make a go for the tag titles?

Lucian: Have faith in your ability, you can prove to be a worthy adversary to anyone in the SCW or NWA, you could be standing in the six sided SCW ring in a few weeks time as our new Roulette Champion. IF...and that is a big IF you do not succeed, then I would not hesitate in challenging our Tag Team Champions for a shot at glory.

Aleksei: That is what I like to hear. It appears that either way the Party Horde will have more gold soon.




Justin Decent is inside of the ring with Drew Patton, the junior official of SCW, and it is time to begin the introductions of the semi-main event!

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Sin City Wrestling Tag Team Championship!

The crowd cheers as music pumps over the building's sound speakers.

"Look I be ridin' threw my old hood,
But I'm in my new whip.
Same old attitude, but I'm on that new shit.
They say they gon' rob me, see me neva do shit.
Cause they know that's the reason that's gone end up on a news clip.
Audemar on my wrist... BUSTDOWN!
We poppin' bottles like I scored the winnin' touchdown.
Memba meek dead broke?
Look at me up now.
I run my city from south philly back to uptown."

Justin: Introducing first, the challengers! First from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing 168 pounds ... Sean Williams!

The lights dim, and then completely shut off. Purple and black pyro fall from the sky, as "I'm A Boss" blasts through the speakers. The crowd rise to their feet acknowledging Sean, who is standing at the top of the ramp playing to the crowd. He looks both ways before making his way down the ramp towards the ring. Sean hops up on the apron and plays to the crowd again before climbing between the ropes, bouncing off each end.

Justin: Introducing his tag team partner! He is accompanied to the ring by Sapphira, Originally from Utrecht, in the Netherlands, but now residing in New York, New York, weighing 239 pounds ... Goth!

"I see you stuck in here
And you will fall apart
The maggots eat your hopes, if any
Can you feel the sadness come
Beyond a fear unknown
Is love as strong as death?

I'm gonna take you away
Out from this world
Into the darkside
Where we live
I'm gonna take you away
Out from this world
Into the darkside
For a while
But in the end we will burn"

"Darkside" blasts across the sound system as Goth walks out to the ring, he is dressed in a long black Goth like robes. He is followed to the ring by Sapphira, who is wearing her usual Goth dress. Goth stops halfway the entrance way and stares at the crowd who are booing the owner of the AWA who grins and walks further on. In the ring he lets Sapphira take off his robe and he stares down his tag team partner, Sean, who returns the methodical gaze.

Simone: You know, both of these men are dangerous competitors, capable of capturing any championship here in SCW.

Adams: I smell a butt.

Simone: But ... I don't know how they intend to work together as a team, being so complete opposite sides of the spectrum. In attitude and in-ring skill.

Adams: No I mean, I really smell a butt. I think someone cut one.

Justin: Their opponents are accompanied to the ring by Synn and Angel, and they are the current reigning and defending Sin City Wrestling Tag Team Champions! At a combined weight of 426 pounds ... Gabriel and Despayre -- Sinful Obsession!

"The paranoia is in bloom, the PR
The transmissions will resume
They'll try to push drugs
Keep us all dumbed down and hope that
We will never see the truth around
So come on!

Another promise, another scene, another
A package not to keep us trapped in greed
With all the green belts wrapped around our minds
And endless red tape to keep the truth confined
So come on!

They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious"

The pulsating beat of Muse's "Uprising" suddenly begins to play over the public address system of the arena and the crowd is on it's feet as atop the stage appears the tag team of Sinful Obsession aka Gabriel and Despayre, accompanied by the enigmatic Synn. Gabriel raises his hands up to the rafters as Despayre holds his teddy bear Angel up for everyone to see.

The group begins their descent down the ramp and towards the squared circle as the multitude of fans reach out to them on all sides. Gabriel slaps a hand or two along the way but his intent is solely on the ring ahead while Despayre holds Angel's paws and uses them to slap the hands reaching out to him, avoiding the touch himself. Synn hops up onto the ring apron and holds the ropes open for both of his men to step through and then sets foot inside himself. Synn then brings Gabriel and Despayre back to their corner to wait for the start of the match.

Simone: I can't imagine what is going through the minds of the champions. Not only are they once again facing perhaps their biggest enemy in their career in Goth, but they're also opposing for the first time, Sean Wiliams who we all know has something going on with Synn himself.

Adams: Strange bedfellows and all. Pun intended!

Drew takes the championship belts from the champions and holds the gold up for all to see, eliciting cheers and applause from the fans as Sapphire and Synn step out of the ring.

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

VS
TAG TEAM TITLE MATCH

The bell rings when suddenly Goth bolts across the ring and slams into the body of Despayre, sending him down to the canvas! Gabriel isn't allowing this and he is right on Goth's back and wraps an arm around his throat and pulls him off from behind. Sean, animosity with his partner aside, isn't allowing the double teaming and he runs over and pulls Despayre into the nearest corner and hits him across the chest with a knife edge chop.

Adams: Wow! We have a melee' here and the match has just started!

Goth sweeps Gabriel's legs out from under him and pins him down, hammering away with lefts and rights until Gabriel rolls him off and holds him down, returning the favor! Goth gouges Gabriel's eyes, temporarily blinding him, then throws him off and he starts stomping down on him.

Across the ring, Sean knife edge chops Despayre again when Despayre suddenly swerves Williams around in the corner and starts waylaying against his chest with a whirl wind of forearms. Despayre then jumps up and brings Sean out of the corner with a monkey flip but rolls through so he is on top of the challenger and he grabs Sean by the head and rams the back of his head repeatedly into the mat.

Simone: I'm not sure Drew knows exactly what to do in there. This one went South right from the opening bell.

The official is trying to restore order here in the opening moments as he decides that Despayre and Sean have to go to their corners. He grabs Despayre by the shoulder but the wild young man jumps up and almost takes a swing until he sees who it is.

Adams: That would have been an uber fast disqualification!

Simone: Well, Drew should have known better than to grab that kid from behind like that in the heat of the moment.

Despayre reluctantly scurries over to his corner, as Sean hurriedly does the same and they allow their partners to continue on.

Goth has Gabriel down against the ropes with a boot pressed firmly against his throat, choking him out. Drew rushes over and orders the break, and begins to issue his mandatory count but Goth opts to break the infraction early. Goth drags him to his feet and throws a punch to his head and sends him back into a corner. Goth kicks him in the stomach, then Irish whips him into the far corner. Gabriel comes in and does a Ric Flair somersault out onto the apron, much to the delight of the fans. Goth charges in but Gabriel drops and leg sweeps Goth and then he spring boards over the top and lands hard on Goth's neck with a guillotine legdrop! Gabriel covers him and hooks the leg.

1.....
2..... Goth kicks out!

Simone: Too early! Goth might look like Freddy Kreuger and Ronald McDonald's love child but he is a bad ass inside that ring.

Gabriel brings Goth up but Goth counters by dropping to his knees, ramming Gabriel's jaw into the top of his head. Goth then stumbles over to his corner and tags Sean into the match. Sean goes to the top and as Gabriel turns around, Sean leaps off and hits a perfect missile dropkick! Sean then pulls him up and nails a European uppercut. Sean goes for a whip into the ropes but Gabriel reverses it. Sean comes off and Gabriel scoops him up and hits a reverse atomic drop. Despayre jumps into the ring and barrel rolls into Sean's legs from the front, taking him down. Gabriel runs off of the ropes and rolls over Sean's back, cupping his hands under his chin and Despayre runs off of the ropes and hits a baseball sliding dropkick right to Sean's head! The crowd is cheering the display!

Simone: That was some swift teamwork by the champions!

Adams: That's why they're the champions!

Drew orders Despayre out and Despayre quickly obliges as Gabriel goes for the cover on Sean.

1.....
2..... Sean kicks out at the same time as Goth stomps on Gabriel to break it up.

Adams: Fair is fair I guess. Aw heck, this is Goth we're talking about! Get him out of the ring!

Sean rolls out to the apron as Gabriel tags Despayre into the ring officially. Despayre runs over and reaches through the ropes and grabs Sean, pulling him up to his feet on the apron. Sean suddenly slaps Despayre's hands away and hits him with a forearm. Despayre staggers back a step, then returns the shot, striking Sean with the same. Sean hits him with a second shot, and when Despayre goes to answer in kind, Sean ducks and drives his shoulder into the smaller man's stomach. Despayre staggers back and Sean leaps onto the top rope and springboards off into a sunset flip!

1.....
2..... Despayre kicks out!

Before Despayre can recover, Sean wrestles him down and sits on his back in a camel clutch, when Goth comes running in and delivers a shining wizard to the side of Despayre's head! Goth ducks back out as the crowd boos and his own partner stares at him momentarily, not looking pleased.

Simone: I don't think Sean really wanted Goth to interfere and help.

Adams: Well it is a tag team match. Partners help one another. Still, it is Goth.

Despayre is holding his head, kicking his feet in pain, and Sean rolls him to his back and hooks the leg.

1.....
2..... Gabriel charges in and dropkicks Sean in the head, knocking him off of his partner!

Gabriel grabs Despayre and helps him back to his corner where they tag legally, and Gabriel climbs back inside. Gabriel goes to send Sean into the corner but Sean reverses it and sends Gabriel in instead. Sean then charges in but Gabriel strikes him suddenly with a roundhouse kick! Gabriel pulls Sean up and delivers a scoop slam. Gabriel then climbs the second turnbuckle, facing the fans, then goes for a splash back onto his foe but Sean brings his knees up into Gabriel's stomach and ribs.

Simone: Now there's an effective counter!

Sean grabs Gabriel and tags Goth. Goth climbs in as Sean holds their opponent and Goth drives a knee up into Gabriel's know hurt ribs. Goth then grabs him by the arm, twists him into an arm wringer, and lays him out with a short-arm clothesline. Goth then grabs him and brings him up and over with a snap suplex! Goth covers him.

1.....
2..... Gabriel kicks out!

Despayre is gnawing on the top rope, shaking it wildly.

Adams: Look at Despayre, rallying his partner!

Simone: Is that what he's doing? I thought he was teething.

Goth then grabs Gabriel by the foot and drags him over towards a corner where Goth drops out of the ring.

Simone: What is he doing?

Goth takes Gabriel's leg and slams the back of his knee against the ring apron.

Adams: Does that answer your question? Goth put Gabriel out for six weeks with a knee injury and it looks like he wants to revisit that moment in history.

Goth swings his leg down again against the apron, and then drags him over towards the ring post.

Adams: No, not this.

Goth is about to slam Gabriel's knee into the post itself when Despayre dives off the apron and wipes Goth out with a corkscrew plancha! The crowd cheers as Despayre jumps up, only to have Sean fly from the top of the corner and cream him with a flying body press!

Simone: Damn we are seeing one HELL of a match here tonight! Goth and Sean are making one surprisingly formidable tag team against the champions!

Drew is now on the outside, ordering Sean back to his corner as Despayre slowly returns to his feet where Goth grabs him by the arm and sends his old enemy right straight into the steel steps!

Adams: Oh come on! Leave Despayre alone!

Goth climbs back into the ring and drops an elbow down into the back of Gabriel's head. Goth grabs him by the foot and lays in three straight stomps into his knee, then locks him into a Figure 4 leg lock!

Adams: Oh man, he really does want to re injure that knee!

Gabriel slams his arms back onto the mat, yelling in pain -- but he refuses to answer to Drew's requests for a submission! Suddenly Sean jumps off of the top rope and lands on the prone Gabriel with a frog splash!

Simone: Nice!

Goth releases the Figure 4 and instead covers Gabriel, hooking the leg!

1.....
2..... Despayre jumps off of the top rope and leg drops the back of Goth's head!

Adams: And Despy to the rescue!

Despayre runs back to his corner as now both Goth and Gabriel are down on the mat, spent! Drew stands over them and begins to issue his count.

1...
2...
3...
4...
5...
6...
7...

Goth uses the ropes to drag himself to his feet, as Gabriel does the same in the corner. Both men then lunge at one another and a wild slug fest erupts in the center of the ring as their partners and fans cheer them on!

Adams: Oh this is what Gabriel has been wanting! Pay back on Goth!

Gabriel ducks under a swing by Goth and hits a snap bridging German suplex!

1.....
2..... Goth kicks out!

Gabriel grabs him by the hair and drags him to his feet and runs his head into the corner.

Simone: Gabriel needs to get out of there! He needs to tag in the fresh Despayre!

Gabriel lands two fists into Goth's stomach, and then his head. Gabriel sets him against the ropes and goes for an Irish whip but Goth reverses it. Gabriel comes off and both men jump, thinking the same thing, and collide in mid-air with dual cross bodies! They come crashing down to the mat and land in a heap!

Adams: This is great! This is one of the best tag matches we've had in SCW!

Both men inch their ways closer to their corners, with Sean and Despayre reaching out to them.

Adams: They both got the tags!

Sean and Despayre both jumps into the ring and charge right at each other and both jump for dropkicks but hit the mat! Both are on the canvas and they start firing off shots at one another while on their knees. Despayre grabs Sean by the head and head butts him, hurting himself in the process.

Simone: Well nobody ever said he was the sharpest tool in the shed.

Sean goes for an Irish whip but Despayre reverses it and he goes for a hiptoss but Sean flips out and lands on his feet, then jumps up and hits a standing hurricanrana, holding onto his legs in a cover!

1.....
2..... Despayre rolls out of it backwards and now has Sean in a short-leg scissors!

Adams: Hey that's a pretty crafty counter there by the little guy!

Despayre releases the hold and grabs Sean, pulling him up. He Irish whips Sean into the ropes but Sean jumps over him for a sunset flip. Despayre rolls backwards, jumps up and hits Sean in the face with a low dropkick! Despayre now with the cover!

1.....
2..... Sean kicks out!

Despayre grabs him and throws him into the champions's corner where he tags Gabriel back into the match. The champions send Sean into the ropes and link hands for a double lariat, but Sean ducks under the blow. Sean comes off the far side and jumps on both for a cross body but the champions catch him. Goth then comes in and jumps on Sean's back an the champions go down to their backs in a double cover!

1.....
2..... Gabriel and Despayre both kick out!

Simone: I can't believe Drew actually counted that!

Despayre tries to get involved but Drew blocks his path and herds him back to his corner, not seeing the double team attempt behind him! Goth grabs Gabriel first in a front facelock, then switches to a full nelson as Sean climbs the top turnbuckle. Sean then jumps around and leaps backwards for a moonsault but Gabriel moves at the last second and Sean crashes right into his own partner! Despayre shoves Drew aside and runs over and grabs Goth in a headlock and they both tumble over the top rope and hit the outside of the ring! Sean stands up and turns around but Gabriel doubles him over with a boot to the stomach and drops him in the X-Factor facebuster! Gabriel throws him over onto his back and hooks the leg!

1.....
2.....
Goth tries to slide inside to break it up but Despayre holds him back by the leg!
3!

The bell sounds and the crowd cheers as Gabriel rolls out of the ring and joins his partner as Synn brings them their tag team belts.

Justin: The winners of the match, and still Sin City Wrestling Tag team Champions ... Sinful Obsession!

The crowd cheers as Drew raises the arms of the champions high in the air as Goth is back in the ring, staring daggers out at them as Synn escorts him team to the back. They vanish behind the curtains as back in the ring, Goth turns his attention back to Sean who is getting to his feet. Goth grabs him by the shoulder and spins him around and starts yelling at him.

Simone: Oh Goth is not happy about that ill-timed maneuver!

Adams: Of course not! That move is what turned the tide in the match and gave the champions the win!

Sean glares at Goth and turns back away to leave the ring but Goth grabs him and forcibly turns him around again. This time Sean answers by shoving Goth, sending him staggering back a number of steps. Sean walks up to him and starts yelling at him now, for not breaking up the pin against him! Goth slaps Sean's hand out of his face and Sean reacts, slapping the taste right out of Goth's mouth!

Adams: I think somebody better get in there and break this up before it gets any worse!

Goth rubs his stinging cheek when he turns and swings, slugging Sean in the face! Sean returns the favor, throwing a fist at Goth and decking him! A sudden brawl breaks out as both men fall to the canvas, rolling around and swinging wildly!

Simone: Too late! It is on!

Security rushes into the ring and they grab at the writhing pair of bodies, struggling to pry them apart! They manage to grab at their arms and finally pull them away from each other when Sean breaks free and dives at Goth and the wrestlers and security personnel all go down!

Adams: Hoo hoo hoo! This is wild! I love it!

Simone: Love it all you want! This needs to end!

The security guards manage to get their bearings back and get between the two fighters and finally manage to drag them away from each other, two guards hauling Sean out of the ring as the other three restrain Goth inside of the ring!

Adams: Wow! Just ... wow!




Justin Decent Voice-Over: August 12, Sin City Wrestling presents a first for the world of professional wrestling!

"'Hot Stuff' Mark Ward has dipped into that generous pocket of his and booked something unique, and what will surely be remembered for years to come by both fan and wrestler alike when the Royal Monarch leaves the shores of California with the stars of Sin City Wrestling, along with the fans lucky enough to get their tickets to attend this sports entertainment cruise!"

"Seven fun filled days on this luxury cruise liner where fans and wrestlers can interact and mingle! A working vacation for the superstars and bombshells who have done the SCW proud! And it all culminates on the final day of the cruise when the SCW's six-sided ring is set up on-deck and the Supercard "Summer XXXTreme" takes place!"

"Already announced! The NWA World Tag Team Champions The Logan Boys aka Jace and Lashiel Logan arrive in SCW in style and luxury as they defend in a most controversial fashion when they find themselves up against the female combination of Raynin and Gothika aka The Fallen! The Logan Boys couldn't have picked a better time to have a match here in Sin City Wrestling!"

"More match announcements to come! Tickets for this historic cruise are now underway! Get them while you can! They are going fast!"




Panning backstage the cameras find Odette Brandi, Carly, Vixen, Cookie and Kittie all talking. As it's Odette’s birthday she is wearing a ridiculous party hat on her head. Brandi is standing directly across from Odette with a massive smile on her face nudging Cookie an excited glint twinkles in her eyes as well.

Carly: Well tell us what did you get for your birthday?

Carly looked up and past Odette and had a massive smile on her face

Odette: I got heaps Carly I’m very very spoilt.

As Odette was talking a pair of hands come around and covered her eyes, the fans in the arena scream in excitement as the owner of the hands is none other than Kid Rock. Ducking his head in close to Odette’s right ear he whispers softly

Kid Rock: Guess who?

A playful smirk crosses Odette’s face as she goes to say something but Kid Rock drops his hands from her eyes. Walking around to face her he places his right index finger on her glossy lips. Looking over towards Kittie Kid Rock gives her a nod before looking back into Odette’s loving emerald eyes..

Kid Rock: My name is KIIIIIIIIIIIID...Kid Rock

His unique voice is heard dropping his index finger from Odette’s lips the tune of Bawitdaba starts playing throughout the venue’s personal address system and Kittie hand’s Kid Rock a Microphone. Carly, Vixen and the Party girls circle Odette and stand behind her, Brandi holds on to Odette’s right arm as the Australian for once in her life is speechless.

Adams: I think Odette is going to pass out… she has gone white

Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy

As the words continue to flow out of Kid Rock’s mouth Odette can’t believe her eyes as she looks over towards her friends and mouths ‘I love this song’ they all just shake their heads at her and laugh. Her eyes not leaving Kid Rock. She watches on as he sings her favourite song for her.

And this is for the questions that don't have any answers
The midnight glancers and the topless dancers
The candid freaks, cars packed with speakers
The G's with the forties and the chicks with beepers
The Northern Lights and the Southern Comfort
And it don't even matter if the veins are punctured
All the crackheads, the critics, the cynics
And all my heros in the Methodone Clinic
All you bastards at the IRS
For the crooked cops and the cluttered desks
For the shots of jack and the caps of meth
Half pints of love and the fifths of stress
For the hookers all tricking out in Hollywood
And for my hoods of the world misunderstood
I said it's all good and it's all in fun
Now get in the pit and try to love someone

Grabbing Odette with his free hand he twirls her into him as he continues to serenade her; a few other super stars walk over to join in on the fun including Spike, Casey, Mark, Christian, Simpson and Hawkes. The bombshells are dancing around as the fans in the arena are on their feet.

Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
(Love Someone)
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
(Kill Someone)
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
(Love Someone)
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
(Come On)

Taking Odette’s stupid party hat off her head Kid Rock tosses it over to the side as Jessie Salco is now on the scene dancing up a storm. Removing his famous red cowboy hat from his head he places it on Odette’s head and winks at her. Walking back over towards her friends she fans herself with her hands like crazy fans girls do.

For the time bombs ticking and the heads that hang
All the gangs getting money and the heads that bang bang
Wild mustangs the porno flicks
All my homies in the county in cell block six
The grits when there ain't enough eggs to cook
And for DB Cooper and money he took
You can look for answers but that ain't fun
Now get in the pit and try to love someone

Pointing at the birthday girl Kid Rock continues as everyone now seems to be in the scene either watching on or dancing. Odette is laughing as she watches Carly and Jessie sexy dancing to the beat. Simpson who is trying to maintain his composure is even seen tapping his foot to the song. Mouthing “Thank you” over towards Hawkes the Brat just smirks back to her.

What
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
(Come On)
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy

Is that Rage we see slightly head banging?

Love, and for the hate
And for the peace.... WARRRRRRRRRRRR

Grabbing on to Odette Kittie shakes her screaming in her face as Kid Rock brings it to the end.

Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
(Come On)
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy

As the fans, the SCW superstars and Bombshells start clapping Kid Rock Drops the microphone down to his side and walks up to Odette. Tapping his right index finger on her nose he starts to sing happy birthday to the young Aussie, most of the SCW joins in as well including the fans. Standing their gobsmacked Odette just takes it all in her cheeks blushing the deepest shade of red as the song draws to a finish

Kid Rock: Hip Hip

Hooray

Kid Rock: Hip Hip

Hooray

Kid Rock: Hip Hip

Hooray

Clapping her hands together Odette doesn’t even seem to notice that most people clear off after her birthday song. Placing his hand on her right shoulder Kid Rock turns to look at Hawkes

Kid Rock: You didn’t tell me she was this gorgeous

Hawkes just mumbles something that sounds like ‘Yes I did’ but Kid Rock cuts him off while looking into her emerald eyes

Kid Rock: want to get out of here birthday girl?

Odette: I can’t sorry… I’m taken

Her words were sad but strong as Kid Rock looks taken back by his rejection but never fear the pimp of the nation is always one step ahead. Reaching into the deep pockets of his furry jacket he pulls out a white business card and slips it to Odette

Kid Rock: Hit me up when things go south.

Leaving a kiss on her cheek Kid Rock walks off as Odette fumbles with the business card in her hand as Kittie and Brandi stand behind ready to catch her if she faints. As Kid Rock leaves he tosses the brown envelope back to Hawkes laughs

Kid Rock: It’s on the house

The scene slowly fades out as Kid Rock walks off into the distance, while Hawkes and Simpson are staring down at the brown envelope in James' hands baffled and Odette is how hyperventilating and retelling the story to her bombshell friends as if they didn’t just see what happened.




The scene cuts back to the backstage room where Mister Self-Help's seminar is still going strong. It seems everyone has moved around since we last saw them however. While Mister Self-Help himself, Angel, is still seated on his stool, Despayre is now seated in a folding chair next to him with a big bunch of note cards split up into different piles on his lap while all of Nick, Diana, Big B, Tony, Jimmy and Max are seated on the floor of the stage in front of them. The six of them are seated around a board game that already seems to be in full effect. Nick seems a bit unhappy and a quick glance at the board tells the story of perhaps why, as he's not doing so well, with the order of players positions being Tony in first place, followed by Max, Diana, Jimmy and even Big B ahead of Nick Jones, who is in last place. At this point, Max picks up the dice, rolls and then moves his game piece a few spaces ahead. Despayre looks to see the spot Diana landed on before going to one of the piles of note cards and picking one up.

Despayre: You have been caught cheating on your taxes, you are fined five hundred dollars and have to move 10 spaces to go back to IRS for your audit.

Max: What?! I would never cheat on my taxes!

The other five playing the game don't say a word, but all just shoot Max a look, clearly not quite believing him.

Max: I said on MY taxes. I said nothing about any of yours.

The group just laughs as Max begrudgingly obeys the ruling, handing over $500 of his game money to Despayre who proceeds to place it back in with the stacks of money setup on the folding chair next to him. Max then moves his piece back 10 spaces, moving him all the way back behind of everyone but Nick, which in the process also moves Diana up into second place, bringing a big smile to her face.

Diana: This game is actually pretty neat, Despayre. You made it up all by yourself?

Despayre: Don't be silly, of course not! I just helped, it was mostly Angel's doing, that's why it's named after him.

Diana: Oh, um... right. What's the name of it anyway?

Despayre: Mister Self-Helpoly!

Diana: How... clever.

Diana can't help but laugh a little before she goes to begin her turn. She grabs the dice and proceeds to roll them, then moving ahead. Despayre checks the spot Diana landed and grabs a card from a different pile.

Despayre: You have been propositioned to participate in an "activity"...

Despayre turns towards Angel.

Despayre: What kind of activity?

Despayre listens for a moment before his face suddenly becomes flush.

Despayre: Oh, that.

Despayre then turns back to Diana to finish reading the card.

Despayre: So you've been propositioned for um... that, for $1000. Do you accept?

A smile comes across Diana's face as she turns and looks at Nick, before shrugging his shoulders at him. She then turns back to Despayre.

Diana: Sure, why not?

Despayre: Uh oh, the man was an undercover police officer! You are under arrest. You lose all of your money and have to go back to the start.

Diana: What?!? That's not fair!

Nick: This game isn't seeming so "neat" now, huh?

Diana: Shutup!

Diana is annoyed as she takes all of her money and throws it back at Despayre before moving her game piece back to the start. Despayre starts sorting through the money however due to Diana throwing it at him, some of it fell to the ground. Tony, sitting closest to Despayre, sees this and then proceeds to look up at Despayre, seeing he's preoccupied sorting through the money he actually caught. With that, Tony quietly reaches out and grabs the extra money on the ground, slipping it into his pile. Just a moment later, Despayre is seen popping his head up and spinning it around to look at Angel.

Despayre: He did what?!?

Despayre quickly looks back to Tony with disappointment on his face.

Despayre: Angel says he caught you trying to cheat!

Tony: Wha'? Me? Nah!

Despayre: Yuh huh!

Tony: Yeah, fine, whateva'... what's it to ya?

Despayre: Well Mister Self-Help is in charge of Mister Self-Helpoly, and he says your cheating disqualifies you!

Despayre then reaches down, and takes all of Tony's money and then removes his game piece from the board.

Tony: What da frig' is dis?! I was winnin'!

Despayre: Not anymore!

Nick bursts into laughter seeing the annoyance from Tony.

Nick: You know, this game is really starting to grow on me.

Tony: Yeah, yeah. Whateva' ya say, boss.

Diana: Just tell him what I told him, to shutup.

Nick: Tony knows better than that, after all, I'm the one who signs his paychecks.

Diana: Well you can enjoy this all you like, but you know you're still losing to Jimmy, Max and even this guy.

Diana motions over towards Big B, who is intently staring at the game board. Nick scowls at Diana for her comments before snatching the dice off of the game board.

Nick: Yeah, whatever. It's just a stupid game.

Nick then rolls the dice and moves his game piece. As he lands, Despayre looks at the spot and pulls up a card.

Despayre: You see a man getting mugged. You can either run away and move ahead one space, or you can help him.

Nick: Screw it, what's one little space going to do for me now, I don't even have any damn money left. I guess I might as well play up the "nice guy" routine, right? I'll help the guy out.

Despayre smiles widely at Nick's response and flips over the card and continues reading.

Despayre: Congratulations, you saved the man from the robber. He rewards you with $1500 and you get to go again!

Nick, as well as the rest of the group, seem completely shocked by this outcome, as a huge smile comes across Nick face.

Nick: No kidding? Awesome!

Despayre hands Nick the $1500 in game cash as Nick seems quite happy with the turn of events. Nick then grabs the dice and rolls again, moving a few spaces ahead as Despayre picks up another card.

Despayre: You have been asked to donate to a very worthy cause. Would you like to donate, and how much?

Nick: Ah screw it, after how that last decision worked out, just donate it all.

Despayre: Ok great, that's a $1500 donation!

Nick hands the cash right back to Despayre, who then flips the card and read.

Despayre: You have received a good samaritan award for your actions. Move forward one space for each $100 donated.

Nick: Holy crap, that's 15 spaces! Wait a second...

Nick then grabs his game piece and starts to count off the space moving forward right until he hits the fifteenth move, which lands him right at the finish of the game.

Nick: I can't believe this shit! I WIN!!

Jimmy: What?! I never even got to have my next turn!

Max: What a load of hooey!

While everyone else seems rather annoyed, Nick could not possibly seem happier while Big B is smiling widely and giving a round of applause to his victor of a cousin. Nick examines the game board in front of him and seems to be thinking over the events that just transpired before having what seems to be some sort of epiphany.

Nick: So wait a second. What the point of this game is trying to tell you, while good actions might not always work out great in the very beginning, like when I was losing in the game, over the long term, it comes back to rewards you in the end, which is how I won!

Despayre: Um... what?

Despayre clearly seems confused, as it seems rather apparent that this is simply how the game played out rather than anything intentional.

Nick: I'm just saying, you guys built one hell of a message into this game.

Despayre: Oh, right. Yeah, we totally did that!

Meanwhile, as Nick's victory is going on, Jimmy can't help but see how his fortunes would have gone since he was next to roll. Jimmy leans over and grabs the next card on the pile and a rather confused expression comes on his face. He then leans in to Big B, showing him the card as he whispers to the big man.

Jimmy: B, baby, I'm thinking this game isn't exactly as inspiring as Nicky here thinks.

Big B: What do you mean?

Jimmy: Baby, look at this. The next card says "You have beaten up a homeless person. Collect $5000 and move ahead 20 spaces."

Big B puts his finger up to his lip, shushing Jimmy.

Big B: Ssshhh, don't tell Nick.

Nick is on his feet, fists in the air and hooting about his 'victory' while his comrades look at him as though he were nuts, all save for Big B and Despayre who applaud his accomplishment.

Despayre: Congratulations Mister Nicholas! Not only did you win, but you have successfully completed Mister Self Help's seminar! You know what that means!

Nick stops his celebration and arches an eyebrow.

Nick: What ... does it mean?

Despayre throws his arms around Nick in a tight hug!

Despayre: You're LIKED! GROUP HUG!

Nick: ACK!




Waking The Demon by Bullet for My Valentine starts to play over the sound system, as thick smoke and red strobe lights flash near the backstage entrance. The music plays for several seconds before the Sin of Wrath, and the new SCW champion, Rage appears from behind the curtain. The heavyweight title is draped over his right shoulder, and as the crowd erupts in a loud pop for their new champion, you can almost see the beginning of a smile form at the corner of his mouth. He then makes his way to the ring as the crowd cheers him on.

Justin: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome your heavyweight champion, Rage!

The fans cheer as Rage walks around to the commentary desk and sits down next to Jason Adams

Adams: We're popular tonight!

Simone: Welcome Rage

Rage: Thanks, let's get these four out here, I wanna check out the so called competition

Justin: His opponent hails from Detroit Michigan and weighs in at 240 pounds. He is known as the KING OF KINGS....KAIN!!!

The song, On We March, fills the air with its thumping bass drum and the noise creeps its way in. As the ominous bass-line begins to play, Kain walks out. As the crowd spews their venom towards Kain, he replies back with an angry snarl, his eyes never wavering from the ring. As soon as he finishes his walk down the ramp he takes off his robe. Kain's muscular body is shown from head to foot and while the crowd boos at him, the women cannot help but scream for him while the men cannot help but be jealous of his look and stature, cameras flashing everywhere in the arena. He places both hands on the top rope from the apron and jumps on it. A second later, Kain executes a forward-flip. As he lands into the ring, flaming pyro explodes from all four sides. Kain makes his way to each corner of the ring, pumping his right fist in the air, trash-talking to the crowd and acknowledging them as the cameras flash rapidly from the crowd. He steps down from the last turnbuckle, walks over to his corner, then provides a cold, icy stare at Wyatt showing no fear to the bigger man.

Justin: And his partner, being accompanied by Presley Spencer. coming to you from Las Vegas, Nevada. Weighing in at two hundred and fourteen pounds, he is THE REAPER.... LUCAS DARBY!

The crowd is buzzing, waiting for the next match to begin. Except for a very select few, whom are off getting drinks or food. That ends though when "Bad Company" by Five Finger Death Punch begins to blare as the sound of a motorcycle cranking is heard in the background. People begin rushing back to their seats and they all have very mixed reactions toward the music alone, knowing who it is already. Then they lay eyes on the man as he comes around the corner, riding his Harley-Davidson Super Glide Sport motorcycle and revving up his engine. He smiles out at the crowd, as you see his girlfriend and manager Presley Spencer riding behind him with one arm raised up. Lucas Darby drives it down to ringside and parks it, getting off of it quickly. Presley gets off also and stands at ringside, cheering on her man. Lucas rolls into the ring and starts taking off his black leather jacket that says "The Sons" on it, preparing for the match.

Justin: And their opponents, introducing first, from Atlanta, Georgia, weighing in at two hundred and fifty three pounds, he is the ring legend, he is JORDAN "PURELY SEXY" WILLIAMS!

"Thugz Passion" by Tupac blast arena speakers as a spotlight is shined on the entrance to show smoke engulfs the area. Suddenly Jordan "PS" Williams emerges from the smoke and the crowd erupts into cheers! Jordan stops at the top of the entrance with his head down. Jordan slowly lifts his head up to show his cocky grin and the crowd goes into an uproar. The spotlight follows as Jordan walks down the aisle pumped up. Jordan slaps fives with the fans. Over zealous fans try to pull him into the crowd! Security breaks it up as Jordan has a big smile on his face. Jordan continues to slap fives with the fans until he climbs onto the apron. Jordan hops into the ring and climbs to the second turnbuckle. The fans are cheering and chanting "TOO GOOD FOR YA! TOO GOOD FOR YA!" as Jordan takes in the scene and then does his double guns pose (ala Jeff Hardy) before hopping down to the canvas.

Justin: And his partner, being accompanied to the right by The Entourage. Coming at you from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at two hundred and fifty one pounds, he is a former SCW heavyweight champion, he is.... NICK JONES!

"It ain't braggin' mutha f#cka if ya back it up!" A loud chorus of boos fills the arena as "Cocky" by Kid Rock blasts throughout. Moments later, Nick Jones walks out through the curtain, causing the boos to intensify. Nick walks to the top of the rampway and then stops for a moment. He then waits as the lovely Diana Roberts makes her way out behind him. Nick drops down to a knee as, a cocky smirk then comes across his face as he flexes his muscles. Diana rubs Nick's chest as he looks at his muscles, looking rather impressed with himself as the smirk on his face grows. Nick then gets up and takes Diana's arm and turns and looks back at the ramp and waits as Nick's "muscle", Big B and Slick Tony make their way out. The two men flank Nick and Diana as they make their way down the rampway. They all head down the rampway, slowly walking down as Nick makes sure to taunt and mock all of the fans on his way down to the ring, flipping off a few people here and there. Nick then walks to the steel steps and waits for Diana to climb up first, as he watches her from behind, before he quickly walks up them and then walks across the apron, while Big B and Tony wait outside the ring. Nick steps one leg into the ring and then takes a seat onto the middle rope for a moment, holding the ropes open as Diana climbs in. Nick sits there for a moment, just looking around the arena. He looks at all the people sitting around and just gets a look of disdain on his face as he shakes his head in disgust, soliciting even more jeers from the audience. Nick laughs at this response as he turns away from the crowd to climb into the ring. He swings his other leg into the ring and then walks over to his corner, where Diana sits on the top turnbuckle. Nick leans back as Diana rubs his shoulders, as Nick stands there and waits with a cocky and confident smirk on his face.

DING DING DING

VS
MAIN EVENT TAG TEAM MATCH

As the bell rings, Kain charges at Nick, lifting the former heavyweight champion off his feet and nailing him hard with heavy shots to the head. Jasmine St John points to Darby and Williams to leave the ring and both men do so

Simone: Kain hasn't forgot that shot from Nick last week

Adams: Obviously, it's only been a week. I don't forget things in a week

Simone: Are you sure?

Adams: Dunno, can't remember

Rage: Is this how you two talk? This could be a long night

Kain rains down the shots to Nick's forehead but Nick covers up a little, trying to kick Kain off from him. Nick forces Kain off of him and scrambles to his feet. Nick moves towards Kain but Kain quickly hooks him up and hoists Nick on to his back and nails a Samoan drop. Nick holds his stomach and ribs as he rolls over but Kain kicks him forcefully in the ribs. Nick rolls towards the ropes but the king of kings continues his assualt, moving over to Nick and placing a boot across his throat, whilst holding on to the rope for more leverage and pulling up on the rope. The referee begins her five count and Kain breaks at four, staring at the referee with cold, dead eyes, before dragging Nick back to his feet and slamming him hard with an uppercut to the jaw. Nick stumbles in to the corner and Kain charges in, nailing him with a clothesline. As Nick stumbles out, Kain hooks him up and drops him face first with a forward Russian legsweep. Kain rolls Nick over and goes for the cover

1...
2....

Nick kicks out

Rage: Kain treating Nick like the bitch that he is!

Nick crawls towards his corner, but Kain cuts him off, pulling him away by the leg. Kain flips Nick on to his back and tries to pull him up to his feet. As Nick returns to a vertical base, he lifts Kain up with an inverted atomic drop, swinging the tide of the match

Rage: Nick using moves straight out the sixties there

Adams: Are you getting a sense of humor?

Rage: No, but it's been a few good weeks, titles, cars, blowing Gabriel up, good times

As Kain lands on his feet, Nick takes him down with a huge clothesline, the momentum taking both men down. Nick slides behind Kain as he sits up and slaps him on the back of the head, getting a cheer from the fans

Simone: People are cheering Nick for a slap?

Nick pulls Kain to his feet and whips him off the ropes. As Kain comes back, Nick lifts him in the air with a flapjack, causing Kain to crash hard in to the canvas. Nick gets to his feet and pulls Kain back up, catching him with a shot to the jaw. He pulls Kain in and lifts him with an exploder suplex, throwing Kain over. Nick poses for the fans, getting more scattered cheers

Rage: Has these fans been in the sun too long? They're cheering for him?

Nick drops down for the cover on Kain

1...
2....

Kain kicks out

Simone: Nick took too long to go for the cover

Rage: No shit Sherlock

Simone: Watch your mouth!

Rage: Is she serious?

Adams: Sadly, yes

Nick strolls over, putting his hand out and allowing Jordan to tag in. Jordan comes in to the ring and waits for Kain to return to his feet, putting an elbow in to Kain's jaw and stumbling Kain back to the ropes. Jordan takes Kain by the wrist and throws him towards the center of the ring, but pulls him back with a short arm clothesline

Adams: Jake The Snake woulda been proud of that

Kain lands flat and Jordan runs towards the ropes, jumping on the turn and landing leg first, Jordan forces himself backwards with a unique split legged moonsault, landing across Kain's chest. Jordan stays on top for a cover

1...
2...

Kain kicks out

Rage: Jordan moves well for an old man

A look crosses Kain's face, a look of anger as Jordan pulls Kain to his feet. Kain starts to fire off heavy shots Jordan, hitting him in the ribs, chest, and arms before connecting with a huge shot to the jaw, taking Jordan off his feet. Kain leans down and starts to hit the legend hand in the face before stand up to the boos of the crowd, soaking in every last one of them before bringing Jordan back to his feet. Jordan tries to throw a punch but Kain blocks it and lands one of his own, stumbling Jordan back in to the corner. Kain moves in to Jordan and lifts him up on the top rope, before standing on the middle rope. He hooks Jordan up and lifts him over with a superplex! A thud of two bodies echo around the arena and Kain rolls on top of Purely Sexy, hooking his leg.

1...
2...

Jordan kicks out. Kain gets back to his feet and looks towards Rage in the commentary table, motioning a title around his waist

Rage: Keep wanting ya little bitch, cause this is mine and staying mine.

Kain walks to Lucas Darby, reaching out a hand and letting Lucas tag himself in to the match. Lucas casually breezes past Kain and goes right on the attack, putting the boots to Jordan as he lays on the floor. Lucas steps back a little and waits for Jordan to get on to his knees, Lucas charges at Jordan and slams his big foot right in to Jordan's face, knocking the veteran across the ring and holding his jaw. Lucas looks calm as he pulls Jordan to his feet, tossing him in to the corner and slowly walking in, unfazed by his more experienced opponent. Lucas starts to nail Jordan with hard combo shots to the ribs, rights and lefts bouncing off Jordan's muscular body. Jordan tries to kick Lucas away but Lucas pushes away Jordan's leg before grabbing his head and charging out of the corner with a bulldog, planting Jordan's face in to the ground. Lucas looks down at Jordan as he gets to his feet and lifts Jordan's legs, methodically planting boots in to the back of Jordan's knees.

Simone: There's something methodical about the way Lucas attacks his opponents and wears them down

Rage: Won't mean a thing if I punch him in the face repeatly

Adams: Lucas Vs Rage would mean we'd have to hire extra cleaners to mop the ring afterwards, it would be a blood bath

Lucas pulls Jordan's legs up, looking for a Boston crab, but Jordan uses his years of experience by spinning over sharply and sending Lucas flying across the ring. Jordan grabs the ropes, pulling himself up but Lucas is back on his feet behind him. Lucas dives in with a chop block, taking Jordan back down. Jordan rolls over and holds his knee but Lucas pulls Jordan back to his feet and nails him with an impaler DDT. Lucas goes for the pin

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Nick breaks up the pin!

Simone: Nick saved Jordan!

Adams: Looks like Nick has turned over a new leaf

Rage: Bullshit!

Lucas glares at Nick as he picks Jordan off his feet but Jordan grabs hold of Lucas's head and drops down with a jawbreaker, sending the bad ass Darby flying backwards. As Lucas stumbles back towards Jordan, Jordan jumps up and nails him with an enziguri to the side of the head. Lucas falls forward and Jordan gets to his feet, stepping backwards and coming off the ropes, nailing Lucas Darby with a senton splash, landing across Darby's back. Jordan springs back to his feet and stands over Lucas, bending down and picking his arms up like a surf board stretch, but Jordan pulls on his arms, lifting Lucas off the floor and putting his foot on the back of Lucas's head before pushing down on his leg and slamming Lucas's face in to the canvas! Jordan kicks Lucas over and goes for the cover, hooking up his leg.

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2....

Kain breaks up the pinning attempt!

The referee points to the corner and Kain moves out of the ring, Jordan tags Nick back in to the ring. Nick walks over to Lucas, still on the floor and drops down to cover here

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2....

Lucas kicks out

Simone: Nick trying to pick the bones there

Nick pulls Lucas to his feet but Lucas lifts Nick off his feet and slams him down with a spinebuster, planting shots in to Nick's head. Nick rolls through and lands on top of Darby, throwing heavy shots at Lucas. Nick gets back to his feet first and Darby follows, Nick grabs Darby's head, but Darby reverses out of it and gets behind Nick, hooking him up with a reverse DDT hold and drops the former heavyweight champion down to the canvas with a reverse DDT. Lucas steps up and falls back against the ropes but Nick returns to his feet, Lucas charges Nick and jumps up for a jumping DDT, but Nick throws him backwards with a northern lights suplex. Lucas rolls in to his corner and Kain reaches over, tagging himself in

Simone: Kain wants every oppotunity possible at Nick Jones

Rage: I know the feeling

Kain charges at Nick but Nick moves out of the way, using Kain's momentum to throw him in to the corner, shoulder first. Kain bounces out holding him shoulder but Nick picks him up and drops him with a belly to back suplex. Nick looks at Kain legs and lifts them up, folding them over.

Adams: Nick looking for the So Damn Good!

Rage: Nothing good about a move he can't make me tap out to

Nick glances towards Rage as if he heard the comment and moves Kain over, locking on the So Damn Good, but before Nick can pull back, Lucas Darby charges in the ring and kicks Nick directly in the back. Jordan charges in the ring, spearing Lucas to the ground. The referee tries to break up Lucas and Jordan but both men roll out of the ring. Nick returns to his feet, and Kain to his knees, Nick charges Kain, grabbing his head and jumping in the air, using the rope as a springboard, and slamming Kain to the canvas

Adams: Better Than You!

Rage: Ugh!

Nick covers Kain.

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2....
3!

Justin: The winners of the match, Nick Jones and Jordan Williams!

Kain slides out of the ring

Rage: Typical! I don't buy in to this Jones becoming a better man bullshit!

Simone: Neither do I

Jordan slides back in to the ring

Adams: People can change. Look at Shane, he was cool one minute, a complete dick the next

Jones stands in the ring, behind Jordan his hand in the air. Jordan turns around and Nick...

Rage: See!

...offers his hand to Jordan

Adams: Did not see that one coming

Simone: Who did?

Rage: This is not right, Jones is planning something

Kain slides in the ring, chair in hand behind Jordan. He lifts it above his head and swings for Jordan, but Nick pushes Jordan out of the way and takes the chair shot to the skull!

Adams: What the....?

Rage: Ok, even I'm surprised at that

Jordan turns around and Kain hits him in the gut with the chair. Lucas Darby flies out of nowhere, planting Jordan with the Scythe! Jordan crashes hard and Kain takes the chair, wrapping it around Jordan's ankle.

Adams: There's no need for this!

Simone: Rage, can't you stop this?

Rage: If I wanted to, I could. I'm the heavyweight champion, I could stop it if I wanted to, don't mean I'm gonna. Let them kick the shit out of each other, more fun to watch.

The crowd burst in to cheers as Bo Dreamwolf charges down the ramp

Adams: Dreamwolf is here! He hasn't been on SCW TV for a while!

Bo slides under the rope and in to the ring, charging Kain in to the corner, throwing heavy shots to Kain. Bo turns around and runs in to Kain, jumping in the air and splashing him in to the corner. As Bo turns around, Darby takes down Dreamwolf with a huge clothesline. Lucas picks up the chair and waits for Bo to get back to his feet

Simone: Rage...

Rage: Ok, ok!

Rage stands up, slamming the headphones down and slides in the ring behind Darby. Rage taps Darby on the shoulder. Darby turns around and Rage punches the chair in to Darby's face, knocking Darby to the ground. Rage casually shrugs his shoulder as he looks down on Darby. Rage turns around, only to be met with Nick Jones taking him off his feet and slamming shots at Rage

Adams: Think Nick is still a bit angry at Rage for taking his title?

Simone: Just a bit

Jordan returns to his feet, lifting Kain off his with a running spinebuster. Bo turns to Nick, pulling Nick off Rage and hitting Nick with sharp right hands

Simone: Nick and Bo have had past issues too!

Adams: This is madness right now

A low whistle is heard, causing everyone to look up at the screen. SCW Owners Christian Underwood and Hot Stuff Mark Ward are seen on the screen, Hot Stuff with his fingers in his mouth whistling

Christian: Hey, hey, hey, as much as I like seeing men beat up each other for my pleasure, knock it off the lot of you.

HS: You did mean beat up for your pleasure and not beat o..

Christian: Cutting you off right there

A smile crosses Hot Stuff's face

HS: You know it's funny how things work out, we have six guys, one a champion, all beating the hell out of each other and we have that little supercard coming up, that supercard called Summer XXXTreme. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Christian: God, I hope not

HS: Meant about the six men beating each other.... up.

Christian: Ah, yes. Here's what I'm thinking, big main event, lots of people beating on each other, pure beefcake in that ring, so how about this. You all wanna kick the hell out of each other, at Summer XXXTreme, you get your chance, because we will be having a six pack challenge. Rage, you will be defending the SCW heavyweight championship against Nick Jones, Jordan Williams, Kain, Lucas Darby and Bo Dreamwolf.

The fans roar with approval

HS: We're not stacking the odds against you Rage, we just know you like hurting people, so we gave you five to mess around with

A smile crosses Rage's face

HS: I think we need some build up here.

Christian: Agreed, how about we make a main event for next week?

HS: Perfect, let's see who looks fresh there. I'm thinking you Rage, defending that title of yours against..... hmmmm, Bo Dreamwolf

The fans burst out with cheers as Rage looks across at Bo smiling

Christian: It's every man for himself at Summer XXXtreme, so I wouldn't get too pally with people in the ring. Have a good night.

The screen fades out

Simone: Did you hear that? We have a main event next week AND a main event for Summer XXXTravagansa!

Adams: But we're out of time here, so I'm sad.

Simone: Join us all next week where we already know Spike will be one on one with James Huntington-Hawkes III and Bo Dreamwolf will be one on one with Rage! G'night everybody!

The camera fades out to a shot of Kain looking at Lucas Darby, Jordan looking at Nick Jones and Rage smiling widely at Bo Dreamwolf




THANK YOU! To Chris, Mark, Odette, Matthew Kennedy, Mete, Aleksei, Maggie, Casey, Alexis Morrison, Sean Williams, Craig, Giani and Dez. Also to Lucas Darby for the match images, and to all our SCW roleplayers, you made our jobs a living hell judging this week, well done!