The large gym of the Fort Benning Military Base in Chattahoochee County, Georgia has been completely changed for this event as the camera picks up open opening are the rows and rows of seats surrounding the SCW's six-sided ring! Each seat is filled with the brave men and women that call this base 'home' along with their friends and family! Fans aside from the military personnel are also on hand but the prime seats had been reserved for those brave souls that fight for our freedom around the world!
Their cheers are heard echoing throughout the gym as hundreds of signs for the favorites and not-so-much favorites are flashed before the cameras! The cameras continue to scour the entirety of the soldiers and fans as they cheer and clap their hands, rallying the men and women of Sin City Wrestling that have come to entertain them! The camera then switches to a shot of the ring where a large band, each member in military uniform, stands around the ring, facing the fans, and two soldiers, both holding a flag in their hands.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, if you would, I ask you to please rise for the United States Air Force Heritage of America Band performs 'America the Beautiful!'
One by one, everyone in the audience stands as the music begins playing on the sound system and the military band begins to play...
Air Force Heritage of America Band: O beautiful for spacious skies,
O beautiful for pilgrim feet,
O beautiful for heroes proved In liberating strife,
O Beautiful for patriot dream
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!
America! America! God shed His grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
Whose stern impassion'd stress
A thoroughfare for freedom beat
Across the wilderness!
America! America! God mend thine ev'ry flaw,
Confirm thy soul in self-control,
Thy liberty in law!
Who more than self their country loved,
And mercy more than life!
America! America! May God thy gold refine
Till all success be nobleness,
And ev'ry gain divine!
That sees beyond the years
Thine alabaster cities gleam,
Undimmed by human tears!
America! America! God shed His grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
The performance finishes and the audience cheers and applauds as the band members smile and step out and make their exit.
Simone: Hello everyone and welcome to Ft. Benning in Chattahoochee County Georgia for this week's Military Tour edition of Climax Control. I'm Belinda Simone and by my side…
Adams: You may think I'm Jason Adams but I'm really from Connecticut.
Simone: Things will heat up quick tonight in Georgia as the man who fell just short against Equinox last week in Texas, Kris Halc, will be taking on Lord Raab in his SCW debut.
Adams: I've heard quite the buzz about this Raab character and I'm interested to see how he can fare in the six-sided ring.
Simone: More debuts follow as Angelia Corazon gets in the ring with the rejuvenated Jade Manendez-Arcador.
Adams: I feel bad for any Bombshell who has to get in the ring with the 'Bitch of Hardcore', let alone someone who is making their first foray in an SCW ring.
Simone: Speaking of Bombshells, in the first of three titles up for grabs tonight, we have a seven-woman Battle Royal to determine the new co-champion for the SCW Bombshell Tag Team Championship.
Adams: Veronica Taylor has been partner-less after the spoiled Liz Smalls walked out on her last month. It will be interesting to see if the Bombshells in tonight's match fight harder to win or to lose so they won't have to partner with Taylor.
Simone: In our third and final debut of the evening, the returning "Sin" Chris Shipman gets in the ring with Ryan Kidd.
Adams: Normally I feel bad for the guys debuting but in this case, my heart goes out to Kidd for having to get in the ring with that guy.
Simone: More gold is on the line as the longest reigning champs in SCW, the Bosom Buddies; Despayre and Big B, defend their titles against the Lethal Lottery team of Blaque Heart Bruce Evans and Horace Jackson!
Adams: It'll be tough to knock off the Bosom Buddies here tonight, but hey…you never know. Either way, I'm sure the Hardin boys will be paying close attention.
Simone: The enigmatic Equinox is in the ring again this week in non-title action, this time against the returning James Huntington Hawkes, since redubbed J2H!
Adams: Jimmy Ringo and J2H have set their sights on Equinox for some reason and they get their first official crack at the Roulette Champion tonight!
Simone: And in the Main Event, 'Mr. Showtime' Drake Green defends his Heavyweight Championship against 'The Fearless One' Steve Ramone!
Adams: Many people were surprised that this match was even put on the books but you've heard it here first, Steve Ramone will make a great Heavyweight Champion!
Simone: Let's not wait, Jason. Let's kick things off right now!
The dark beat of "Painful" by SIN drums out across the arena as the entire arena is cast into darkness. The crowd waits in silent anticipation as first one single red light flashes on above the ring, then one by one, more are lit along the entrance aisle, until they reach the stage where a fiery explosion of red pyros erupts from the stage floor, engulfing the tall, dark shadow standing atop the center of the stage.
Adams: It looks like Synn has something on his mind tonight.
The lights around the top of the ramp brighten up as Shane Boswell and Fantasia join Synn on the top of the ramp.
Simone: We haven't seen Shane and Fantasia on an SCW stage in a while.
Kittie and Rage appear on the stage too, as the fans start to give a mixed reaction to the duo. Synn turns around to face the entrance as Chris Shipman appears, walking through the curtain and to the group. A smile crosses Synn's face as Gabriel and Despayre, holding Angel, step on to the entrance ramp.
Simone: Oh my god!
Adams: This is a first ladies and gents, every member of the Seven Deadly Sins is in one place! Get your cameras out now!
Synn turns around, facing the ring before leading the group towards the ring, the fans cheering and booing. One by one they start to filter in to the ring.
Adams: This has never happened before, we've never seen them all in the same place.
Simone: I never thought we would see this day
Synn is handed the house microphone and the man behind this most dominant of stables pauses, staring at each man and woman inside of the ring in turn, before turning back to look out at the capacity crowd and he motioned towards the competitors behind him.
Synn: What you see before you, is nothing less than history not in the making, but having already been made. What you see before you, is the single most dominant gathering of Superstars, male...
Synn cupped his fingers along Fantasia's chin and smirked.
Synn: As well as female.
He turned back, looking out at the faces of the fans and soldiers who watched on.
Synn: Each one you see standing before you has been the best in the ring at one point or another, having held one championship belt after another. Singles Championships. Tag Team Championships. World titles. Regional titles. Each has done it all. While some have decided that their time in the ring has been at an end...
Synn pats Shane Boswell on the shoulder -- then on the backside, much to 'Sxxxy' Shane's consternation.
Synn: ... Others have decided to return to us...
Synn smirks in the direction of Chris Shipman who looks on, his dark eyes hidden by his dangling, black tresses.
Synn: And sought to continue on their winning ways and keep us where we have always strived to be. The pinnacle of professional wrestling. There have been gathering of wrestlers before since SCW's inception. Stables, if that is what you prefer to call them. But what you see here is not just a stable. Not just a gathering. It is a family! It is a way of life! Others have come and gone! Some will fade in the course of time. Yet history has proven time and again ... the Seven Deadly Sins can not be escaped. The Seven Deadly Sins ... endure time itself.
Kittie takes the microphone, and she seems much less bubbly than she normally is. She looks around to a round of boos, but she completely ignores it. She looks over to Rage, and takes a deep breath before looking straight out into the audience as begins speaking.
Kittie: Shut your fucking mouths and respect the only stable in SCW that's ever been worth a shit! You disrespectful shits can boo us all you want, but we're here. We're still standing. We didn't pack up and go home like NXT did last week. We haven't widdled down to a pack of pathetic girls playing dress up and running amuck over a pathetic Bombshell Division like HSI did. We've been here since day FUCKING ONE, entertaining YOU! And this is how you repay us? You're lucky we're even giving you the time of day…
Adams: Kittie seems a bit touchy this week. Maybe she's been hanging around Rage too long?
Simone: Or she just escaped from being kidnapped by a psychotic pyromaniac? Eh, tomatoes tomahtoes, but disrespecting the troops probably isn't the best idea…
Synn places a hand on Kittie's shoulder, stopping her in place. She scowls, though upon looking into his eyes, she closes her eyes, calming down. She looks around at those surrounding her inside of the ring as she seethes, but this slowly goes away. She brings the microphone back up to her mouth and she speaks again.
Kittie: I guess I should probably welcome Chris to SCW, and not focus on these buffoons. It is nice to finally meet the other Sin of Wrath, though I must admit that it's going to take some getting used to, not being the only unstable one around here. Still, it is great to be one big happy fucking family, right?
Despayre taps Kittie on the shoulder, and she turns around with a smirk on her face. He shouts "SWEAR JAR!" in her face, eliciting some cheers and laughs from the fans. Kittie digs into her pocket and places a few bills into Despayre's hands before turning and giving Chris a welcoming hug before passing the microphone off to Rage and stepping beside him.
Rage: I thought I'd spare you all the agitation of listening to yet another preachfest by Magic Man here. Not much else the greedy bastard can say that he hasn't already said so I think it's MY turn to speak, because I've got a few things I need to make clear.
The crowd boos Rage but he just snarls as he looks around before bringing the microphone back up to speak.
Rage: Violent Conduct II was four…FOUR weeks ago. Now I know I had some bullshit to deal with, with a red-headed stalker bitch, but I took care of that situation last week. I don't think Electra Blaze is going to be a problem anymore, but I'll tell you all what my current problem is. I've got a big fu...
Synn clears his throat, stealing Rage's attention and the big man stops. He rolls his eyes and notices Despayre, too, has his eyes on him.
Rage: …freaking problem with certain things going on around here. It's pretty damn obvious that Sean Jackson has his sights set on that Heavyweight title that is still in Drake Green's possession and something he said recently really struck a nerve with me. I'm not sure if Sean realizes this, but Drake Green isn't the only thing standing in his way of that title. Oh, no…Far from it, Jackson. You see, I might have been a little distracted in recent weeks, but all those assholes in the back better not make the mistake in thinking that I've just forgotten about that title.
Rage turns and faces the backstage.
Rage: There might not be a damn thing I can do about it right now, boys, but don't think that I'm not keeping a close eye on that title. Don't think that I'm not paying close attention to Drake Green and whoever he faces…Whether it's that annoying worthless eighties reject, Steve Ramone…or the so called *air quotes* Mental Rapist, Sean Jackson. I've still got my sights set on that title and I WILL get it one way or another. I don't know what anyone else standing around me plans to do, but that title...it'll be mine, boys.
As Rage finishes speaking, Gabriel takes the mic from his hand, waving a finger at him
Gabriel: Preach fest, good one Peanut head, did ya mother help ya come up with that?
Rage fires a look in Gabriel direction, but Gabriel turns away from Rage.
Gabriel: You call it preaching Rage, I call it the truth. For the first time in the history of the Seven Deadly Sins, we stand you united, not one of us in prison.
Gabriel points a thumb towards Rage
Gabriel: Not one sampling Korea towns finest pooches.
Gabriel winks at a smiling Shipman.
Gabriel: Not too busy playing leapfrog.
Gabriel looks in Synn's direction.
Gabriel: We're here together, and that my friends, is not a very good thing for you. You sit and you look at these groups together, and they do nothing. Hell, people don't even remember that NXT exist. They even have to try and steal thunder for people to remember who they are but what you see here is unity for many years past, and many to come. This is strength and unity in the ring, this is a moment you never thought you'd see but tonight, you're witness to much more than just all Sins in one place, what you're seeing is the start of a takeover, the start of a new beginning for Sin City Wrestling. What you're seeing is a group of people ready to take over everything. Not one of you in the back in safe from what we can do. You can all go thank Christian Underwood for this. You should have let me go when you had the chance, because now Christian, your company is about to fall under our control.
The microphone is held over towards Despayre who is holding Angel in a tender and fond embrace as always. Despayre seems to be fidgeting, his feet moving in place, and one hand pulling down hard on his shirt. The microphone is waved a little, drawing his attention to it. he looks first at it, then at Synn.
Despayre: What?
Synn: Don't you have something to say?
Despayre looks again at the microphone and whimpers. He finally leans in and whispers...
Despayre: I gotta pee!
The crowd immediately howls in laughter as the other members of the Sins look at each other, smirks betraying their faces as they shake their heads and glance at perhaps the only remaining 'face' of their group. Despayre's innocent nature being the redeeming quality that keeps him in the hearts of the fans.
Synn: Joshua, that is not exactly what I meant.
Despayre fidgeted and looked at the microphone again before he took it in one hand.
Despayre: Calling all cars! Calling all cars!
The crowd continued to draw amusement from Despayre as he tried to pass the microphone back to first his father, then Gabriel, but neither took it and Despayre looked at it once again before he drew it close to his lips, and closed his eyes.
Despayre: *sings* Look at meeeeee! I'm as helpless as a kitten up a treeeee!
Synn: Yes. Very nice. But do you have anything to say about our little family?
Despayre shook his head 'no', his fear of not just crowd but public speaking, all too evident and Synn could not push the matter without fear of making the young man react in one of his unpredictable ways.
Synn: Nothing?
Despayre starts dancing in place with a little more urgency, biting his bottom lip.
Despayre: Well, I love them. Even Rage.
Rage blinked, then frowned.
Rage: What the hell does THAT man!? 'Even Rage'!?
Despayre: I really gotta go! Shane bought me that large Cherry Coke before we came out here!
Fantasia glanced to the hunky statuesque male specimen beside her.
Fantasia: You did? So did I.
Synn: Yeah.
Synn ran a hand down his face.
Synn: Yeah. So did I.
Synn sighed and looked at Despayre and nodded. Despayre immediately shoved Angel into Rage's arms.
Despayre: he'll speak for me!
Despayre sprung out of the ring and took up at a mad sprint up the aisle and vanished behind the curtains. Shane Boswell picks up the mic that Despayre has dropped.
Shane: What Synn and I started about ten years ago, is now here, the vision has come true. Take warning, these lot were put together for a reason, you're about to see what that reason is. We're gonna take what we truly deserver.
"Painful" starts to blast through the speakers and the Sins start to leave the ring.
Adams: I can't believe I just saw every member of The Seven Deadly Sins in the same ring.
Simone: This is one hell of a group Jason, I feel sory for anyone who tries to stop them.
We would like to kick off this year'is 2014 Anniversary Awards by recognizing the man who has helped keep SCW running smoothly the most over the course of the past 365 days, and that man is our own Erik. Erik has busted his butt working overtime, not just in real life but here with us to bring everyone well written matches and creative directions for the members of SCW. Had it not been for Erik, SCW would not be what it is today. Thank you Erik!
RUNNERS UP: 1) Chris 2) Mark 3) Derek
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What more could be said about this classic display of 'bait and switch'? Lucian Frost reigned as one-half of the SCW Tag Team Champions with partner Jon Dough. They were set to defend against Joshua Acquin and his choice of a mystery partner. That partner turned out to be -- Lucian Frost! Yes, Frost simply walked away from his championship partner to team with the challenger, and they ended up becoming not only the champions, but one of the most formidable pairings in SCW!
RUNNERS UP: 1) Odette Stevens turns on Steve Ramone to join her husband, Gabriel 2) (TIE) Gabriel turns his back on the fans (and) Mercedes Vargas joins the Mean Girls
Simone: Last week saw the SCW debut of one of the most sick, sadistic, twisted individuals to have ever stepped foot inside of a ring.
Adams: But that's enough about Angelia Corazon!
Simone: Jason, I'm serious, Chris Shipman will make his debut later on tonight against Ryan Kidd but Shipman and Carson weren't the only ones to sign with SCW recently and we're about to see the third man SCW signed, Lord Raab, take on Kris Halc in our opening match!
Adams: Let's take it to Justin!
Justin Decent: The following contest is your opening match scheduled for one fall!
The lights dim and fog rolls out in a thick cloud over the entrance area of the stage as the music starts and the fans all on their feet and there is actually a "Ace of Clubs" chant that is overpowering the boos of some of the people that have known the man longer. The fans are treated with a spotlight that kicks on just under the stage as the lift activates. Kris leans his left side and puts his elbow onto his knee, then through the smoke, his outline is slowly raised until it becomes a black figure standing at the top of the ramp.
Justin Decent: Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 217lbs, the Ace of Clubs Kris Halc!
As the lift becomes level with the stage, massive blue and purple pyro shoots from the ceiling down to the stage hitting on both sides of the smoke cloud on the stage. The lights are immediately flipped on, and it is as if the cloud never existed. Kris steps forward and is clearly seen in his wrestling attire. His bright purple gloves are the first thing the fans notice. He is wearing black pants and a black shirt that reads "K-Halc?" across the front. He reaches ringside and before sliding in the ring takes off his shirt and tosses it into the crowd as he waits for his opponent.
Simone: You have to wonder if Kris is even close to 100% following his brutal 1000 Thumbtacks match for the SCW Roulette Championship last week!
Adams: If he is he clearly isn't taking his opponent seriously.
Indeed Kris seems to be pretty laid back going into this match as he clearly has no idea what he's in for tonight.
Simone: Based on what I've heard about Raab it won't take Kris long to change his opinion on him!
Justin Decent: And his opponent!
Mad Monster by Detroit Metal City plays over the sound system as Lord Raab comes out through the curtain with Henry Losak wearing his red and black wrestling trousers with his nickname The Masked German Monster on the front of them with Monster Energy logos on the side of his trousers with black gloves on both of his hands and wears a black and red stripy mask.
Justin Decent: From Cologne, Germany, weighing in at 230lbs, making his SCW Debut, "The Masked German Monster" Lord Raab!
Simone: Look at that man he looks like he doesn't care about winning the match, only hurting Kris!
Adams: Look at the look on Kris's face he looks like he's seen a ghost!
Indeed Kris seems to have finally realized just who he's facing tonight whilst Raab ignores the fans as he goes up the stairs before going in-between the ropes and crouches down in the corner moving backwards and forwards, rubbing his hands and moving his neck around while looking at his opponent with anger in his eyes while waiting for the match to start with Henry standing outside of the ring.
Simone: Not much of a weight difference here but Raab has been known to be merciless inside the ring.
Adams: Even without his injuries from the 1000 Thumbtacks match this isn't a good night to be Kris Halc!
Jacob calls the two men to the center of the ring to explain the rules to them but Kris clearly has other ideas as he bulrushes Lord Raab prompting Jacob to call for the bell.
Simone: Kris is getting this match started early!
Adams: Against someone like Raab he needs every advantage he can get!
Kris starts firing rights and lefts at the masked man backing him into the ropes where he attempts to whip him to the other side, however Raab is able to reverse it and sends Kris to the opposite ropes where he attempts a clothesline on the rebound, Kris ducks under it however and quickly hits a dropkick to Raab's leg knocking him down to one knee.
Simone: Kris is doing everything he can to win this match!
Adams: Raab is known for a hardcore, technical style whilst Kris is known for his high speed offence, that high speed offence may be just what Kris needs!
Kris quickly grabs Raab's head before dropping him down into a very effective DDT and rolling him over for a cover 1….2….and Raab powers out sending Kris flying.
Simone: Wow, what power!
Adams: You said earlier that there wasn't much of a size difference but Kris may as well have been Jessie Salco's size when he attempted that pin!
Kris stares at the masked man in shock as he gets back to his feet and he tries to keep up the offence this time with a running dropkick to the face however Raab ducks under the attempt causing Kris to land back first.
Simone: Oh, oh, Kris's back is still tender from that Powerbomb onto the thumbtacks last week!
Adams: This could be trouble for Kris!
Kris grits his teeth in pain as Raab forces him up and pushes him off to the ropes before hitting a Spinebuster on the rebound, Raab goes for a cover 1….2….and Kris kicks out at the count of two, Raab picks up Kris obviously looking to continue the assault but Kris counters with a jawbreaker giving Kris enough time to recover.
Simone: This could be the break Kris has been looking for, to keep Raab down for good.
Adams: But as Raab has shown us so far in this match, that's like trying to sell a Justin Bieber album to Jessie Salco!
Raab staggers back from the jawbreaker and Kris takes his chance hitting a pair of dropkicks to Raab's face to back him into the ropes before Superkicking him to the floor, Kris isn't about to let up the attack however as when Raab gets back on his feet Kris bounces off the far ropes and hits Raab with a flipping, no hands suicide dive to brings the crowd to their feet!
Simone: Kris is throwing everything but the kitchen sink at Raab.
Adams: Give him the opportunity and Kris probably will throw a kitchen sink at Raab! Kris hasn't exactly been known to stick to the rules in normal matches!
Kris picks up Raab and throws him back into the ring, Henry tries to cheapshot the Californian but Kris scares him off with a glare before sliding back into the ring, that ended up being a distraction to buy Raab enough time to recover however as the German quickly stomps away at Kris as he enters the ring much to the crowd's displeasure.
Simone: I barely even know Henry but I hate him already.
Adams: I think the audience agrees with you!
Raab picks up Kris but by now the element of surprise has worn off on Kris as he starts to fight back against Raab, Kris is eventually able to break free of Raab's grasp and darts off to the ropes to attempt a move, what that move is we never find out as Raab practically turns Kris inside out with a vicious looking clothesline on the rebound!
Simone: Wow, what a clothesline!
Adams: I think I saw Kris's head land in the cheapseats!
Henry calls Raab to finish the job and he nods before picking up Kris by the throat and….
Adams: He calls that The Raabinator! Stick a fork in Kris, he's done!
Simone: Please don't give Chris Shipman ideas.
Raab goes for a cover but Henry, despite the fact that Raab clearly has the match won, shakes his head and tells him to send a message, Raab nods before picking him back up and hooking both arms…..
Simone: Good lord!
Adams: And that he calls the Killerbuster!
Raab doesn't even get a chance to go for a cover this time as Jacob quickly intervenes so that he can check on Kris, this only lasts a few seconds before Jacob calls for the bell.
Justin Decent: Ladies and gentlemen, Kris Halc is unable to continue the match so the winner via knock out is Lord Raab!
Simone: Very impressive outing for Raab is his debut match but Kris was vulnerable from the start due to his injuries from last week's Roulette Rules match.
Adams: In the end this match was like leaving a puppy alone with Chris Shipman!
Raab leaves the ring as paramedics check on Kris's condition leaving the German superstar to celebrate his first win.
Ever since the Mean Girls first set foot in SCW as a whole, they have earned the ire of everyone around them: wrestlers, staff and fans alike. Nobody has been safe from the bile these women spew, even having driven away one of their own members in Holly Wood! The sheer animosity built between Delia, Mercedes, Veronica and (at the time) Liz against every other female on the roster has been nothing short of scandalous and deserving of the Feud of the Year!
RUNNERS UP: 1) Steve Ramone vs Gabriel 2) Drake Green vs Sean Jackson 3)Equinox vs HSI
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When Veronica Taylor first set foot in SCW over a year ago, her record on paper was less than stellar, despite her level of intensity inside of the ring. How times have changed! After disappearing for a period of time, Ms. Taylor has returned and is better than ever before! Not only has she got a spotless win-loss record since her return, but she is currently one-half of the Bombshell Tag Team Champions -- her first title reign in SCW!
RUNNERS UP: 1) Big B 2) (TIE) Andrew Garcia (and) Steve Ramone
The scene opens backstage of the Fort Benning Gym, where we see Jade wearing her ring attire, clearly ready for her match against Angelia Corazon. Standing in front of a large USA flag, as she looks straight down the camera.
Jade: "I guess those chlorine fumes went straight to pretty little head of yours… you see I did briefly compare you to the mean girls but then I merely suggested that it was down to trying to make an impact and a name for yourself.
But hey sitting poolside on a lounge chair totally isn't a mean girl thing.
Now listen up you stuck up little whore…
Tonight I will walk away victorious, but not after I beat and humiliate your spoilt and pampered ass, and this is about me being apparently delusional, its me being honest and knowing that you are a rookie with nothing but hope and dreams that I am going to shatter.
So you better prepare your excuses because this bitch is walking away as a winner."
Jade then walks off and out of shot, as the camera fades out on the star spangled banner.
Adams: I've been looking forward to this next match all week, Belinda!
Simone: Gee, I can't imagine why…
Adams: It's time for the debut of the hottest new bombshell! Woohoo!
Simone: Oh joy…
Justin: Ladies and Gentleman, our next match is set for one fall and it is a bombshell's singles match!
The teasing throb of Halestorm's I Get Off begins to fill the room. As the lyric "To stand here in the light" is heard, a bright spotlight reveals a posed figure at the top of the aisle. Strobes start as the figure turns and heads towards the ring.
Justin: Introducing first, making her SCW debut…Hailing from the City of Angels. The scene stealer herself…ANGELIA CORAZON!
The house lights come up as Angelia slowly makes her way to the ring. Climbing the stairs and strutting along the apron, she makes herself comfortable along the ropes as she lies on the second rope ignoring the referee and opponent while her theme plays. When it stops playing she rolls into the ring and leans against the ropes waiting for her opponent.
Adams: Gorgeous…Simply gorgeous!
Simone: And yet she has the heart and attitude of a Mean Girl.
Adams: Ahh who cares, Belinda?
Simone: How about I send a message to your wife? See what she says?
Adams: She's hideous, honey!!
Justin: And now, introducing her opponent…
Revolution by Judas Priest hits over the p.a system as strobe lighting flickers all around the arena. Jade appears at the top of the ramp, where she surveys her surroundings and soaks in the boos of the crowd.
Justin: Making her way to the ring, from Daytona Beach, Florida. She is the Bitch of Hardcore…JADE MANENDEZ-ARCADOR!!
Jade smiles before heading down the ramp, ignoring the fans jeers and boos along the way before running and sliding into the ring, where she then climbs the turnbuckle and kisses her tattoo on wrist before raising the very same arm.
Simone: I have to wonder, who is more hated in this match?
Adams: I don't know…I kinda like them both!
Jade jumps down from the ropes and turns around to face Angelia. She stares down the new bombshell as her music dies down, and referee Drew Patton stands between the two as they take slow steps towards each other. The two begin trash talking back and forth as Drew calls for the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
Simone: I'm not sure what Angelia is saying, but Jade doesn't seem impressed.
Adams: Yeah you can tell by the constant rolling of her eyes.
As Angelia continues to spout of her mouth, Jade finally has enough and grabs a hold of the beauty by her hair, slamming her down to the canvas by just her hair! Angelia's head and neck bounces off the canvas and Jade immediately gets to work with a series of stomps to the back of Angelia's head.
Simone: Jade starting things off by showing why the bombshells shouldn't take her lightly. She's experienced and she won't take it easy on the new girl in town.
Adams: Such a shame…I hope she doesn't scar Angelia's face so soon.
Simone: Oh I'm sure Angelia won't let that happen.
After a few stomps to the back of the head, Jade leans down and pulls the rookie Bombshell up by her hair then drags her over to the corner turnbuckle where she begins slamming her head into the turnbuckle repeatedly. Drew warns her to take it easy and Jade finally turns Angelia around, shoving her into the corner. She brings her leg up and presses her foot against Angelia's throat, beginning to choke her out, ignoring Drew's warnings.
Adams: Damn she's really taking it to Angelia. What did Angelia ever do to her?
Simone: I think the fact she's exactly like a Mean Girl pisses Jade off.
Drew is forced to begin his mandatory count as Angelia struggles to breath. 1..2..3..4- Jade backs away, hands up with an arrogant smirk on her face. Drew warns her not to do that again or face disqualification but Jade doesn't seem to care. Angelia coughs, trying to get oxygen back to her lungs and as Jade comes at her again, Angelia is more aware this time and she introduces her elbow to Jade's face!
Adams: Ooh, did you hear that?! Jade could have a broken nose after that hit!
Fortunately for Jade, that is not the case. She holds her nose and checks for any blood, but there is none, but this temporary distraction gives Angelia the upperhand and the rookie Bombshell jumps to the top turnbuckle, waiting for the right moment. She leaps off of the top rope at a standing Jade, connecting against her shoulders and delivers a beautiful diving hurricanrana. She goes for the cover, hooking Jade's leg and Drew drops down for the count!
1…
2…Jade gets her shoulder up!
Simone: Close but no cigar, sweetheart!
Adams: Smoking is not an attractive quality for a woman, Belinda.
Simone: Sometimes, I really wonder why I bother…
Angelia argues with Drew, implying it was a slow count but he shakes his head, insisting it was a two count. Angelia rolls her eyes before she gets back to her feet, pulling Jade with her and she backs the seasoned bombshell against the ropes, delivering a few backhanded slaps to Jade's chest! She then sends Jade across the ring and bends forward, but when Jade rebounds back, she stops just in front of Angelia and brings her boot up against Angelia's face! Angelia stumbles back, holding her face, but Jade wastes no time. She lunges forward taking Angelia down with a spear!
Adams: I'm trying to decide who I'm rooting for more right now!
Jade reaches down to pull Angelia back to her feet, but as she does, Angelia pulls Jade down to the mat in a roll up, pinning her shoulders to the canvas and Drew drops down!
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3-NO! Jade kicks out at the last second!Simone: Great save by Jade! Angelia almost outsmarted her there!
Adams: Yeah and Jade looks PISSED!
Jade jumps back from Angelia, glaring at her, fury in her eyes! Angelia smirks as she pulls herself back to her feet against the ropes and Jade charges at her, attempting to clothesline her over the top rope! Angelia ducks, then lifts Jade up and over the top rope, but doesn't notice that Jade landed on her feet on the ring apron!
Adams: Rookie mistake…
Angelia turns around only for Jade to grab her by the head and jump down the floor below, causing Angelia's throat to bounce off the ropes! Angelia crashes down to the mat, holding her throat and Jade reaches in under the bottom rope, pulling Angelia to the outside! Drew tries to get Jade to get back in the ring, but his warnings fall on deaf ears.
Simone: Looks like Jade is going to give the fans in the front row a treat.
Jade takes a hold of Angelia and whips her against the barricade! Angelia's back cracks against the steel barricade and Angelia cries out, crashing down to the floor as Drew begins counting.
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Jade reaches down and pulls Angelia back to her feet, delivering a couple of hard punches to her face. She takes her by the arm and looks right at the steel ring steps with a wicked smile on her face.
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Jade goes to send Angelia colliding into the steel ring steps but Angelia reverses it, instead taking Jade down in a standing clothesline, but she collapses to her knees, still feeling the affects of her back against the barricade.
Simone: One of these ladies better do something quick. Drew is still counting…
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Angelia pulls herself back to her feet against the ring apron, glaring down at Jade. She slowly bends down and pulls her up, slamming her head against the canvas a few times before she slides Jade back into the ring.
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Just before the count of ten, Angelia slides back in under the bottom rope and the match continues. Jade is still slightly dazed and confused, trying to shake off the stars she's seeing from her head being slammed repeatedly into the mat, and Angelia gets back to her feet. She thinks quickly, trying not to waste any time, when she climbs to the top rope again.
Simone: Looks like Angelia is going to go flying again.
Adams: Flying bombshells! I love it!
Angelia looks down to Jade, and thinking she has enough time, she leaps off the top rope attempting a moonsault but Jade rolls out of the way and Angelia crashes against the canvas! As soon as she does this, Jade takes advantage and rushes over to her, locking in the STF submission!
Simone: Poetic Justice! Jade has locked in the Poetic Justice!
Adams: But will Angelia give up?!
Drew drops down, checking on Angelia. Angelia screams and shouts, fighting for as long as she can, but this only causes Jade to lock the hold in tighter! Angelia fights and refuses to give up, but she can't fight for long and ultimately taps out and Drew calls for the bell!
DING! DING! DING!
Justin: Ladies and gentleman here is your winner via submission…JADE MANENDEZ-ARCADOR!!
Jade releases the hold and gets back to her feet as Drew raises her hand in victory and her music begins to play again. She looks down at Angelia with a grin. She pulls her hand away from Drew before she drops down and rolls out of the ring and heads backstage as Drew checks on Angelia and helps her back to her.
Simone: Not exactly the debut Angelia was looking to have, but she gave it her all!
Adams: Jade just refused to lose this one.
For the third straight year in a row, Synn reigns atop the mountain as the premiere manager in SCW -- and small reason why. He has led the men he watches over to countless victories and championships usually follow. Despayre is again a Tag Team Champion alongside Big B. Gabriel and Rage remain top contenders for the Heavyweight Championship. Even the rookie Big B, who Synn assisted at the very start of his career, has benefited from this man'is vast wealth of knowledge and experience. If this continues, and we have no reason to believe that it shouldn't, a fourth reign in 2015 could be very likely.
RUNNERS UP: 1) Angel 2) Angelica 3) Master Lily
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Spike Staggs might no longer be an active competitor, but the pairing between himself and his lady love, Vixen, has kept them in the spotlights of the ring and the minds of the fans. Their appearances together have reminded many people that a couple in such a sport as professional wrestling can be main event level, and still be honorable.
RUNNERS UP: 1) Gabriel and Odette 2) Ben Jordan and Emma Rose 3) (TIE) Amy Marshall and Gabriel Asar (and) Sean Jackson and Vanessa
The scene opens up backstage where we see SCW's Heavy Metal Bombshell Jessie Salco listening to the new Cannibal Corpse album "A Skeletal Domain" through her laptop whilst Shane and Jake are headbanging nearby.
Simone: How can Jessie listen to music now when she had a title match coming up?
Adams: What? I can't hear you over the music!
The album comes to an end and Jessie's about to play another album when she hears someone clearing their throat behind her, she looks up and sees Ms. Rocky Mountains standing nearby.
Jessie: Let me guess, you want to talk about the bullshit situation that I've been thrown into?
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Basically.
Jessie: Why didn't you say anything earlier?
Ms. Rocky Mountains: I tried but your music was drowning me out!
Jessie sighs before standing up and stretching for a bit.
Jessie: I made it clear that I don't want to win this match in my promo earlier this week, I may want the titles back but I don't want to put up with Veronica's overly tanned, anorexic skanky ass to hold the titles again!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: But what if you do win?
Jessie: Then I'll do everything I can to sabotage our title reign so that it gets cut short, once Amy comes back we'll challenge the new champs and begin our reign anew!
Jake: I think the match is about to start Jessie!
Jessie nods before leaving with the boys.
Justin Decent: The following contest is an Over-The-Top Battle Royal for one half of the Bombshell Tag Team Championships! Introducing first, already in the ring, from Atlanta, Georgia, standing at 5 feet 6 inches and weighing in at 120 pounds, she is… TRRRRRRISHELLLLLLE JORRRRRRRRDANNN!!!
The fans cheer as Trishelle waves, soaking it in for a moment before turning back to Justin.
Justin Decent: Also in the ring… from Dallas, Texas, standing at 5 feet 10 inches and weighing in at 143 pounds, she is… TRRRRRRACIIIIII PATTERRRRRRRSOOOOOONNN!!!
Again, the fans cheer and Traci flexes her muscles, posing for a second as she looks around at the fans who rain down their approval.
Justin Decent: Already in the ring… from FoShan, China, standing at 5 feet 5 inches and weighing in at 115 pounds, she is… ORRRRRRRCHIIIIIIIIIID!!!
Orchid holds her hands behind her back in a showing of respect as she looks around to the cheering fans. She has a look of determination on her face.
Justin Decent: Also in the ring… from Isle of the Gods, standing at 5 feet 11 inches and weighing in at 127 pounds, she is… NNNNNECRA OCTAVIAAAAAAAAN KAAAAAAAANE!!!
The Goddess of the Dead simply narrows her eyes as she gains a mixed reaction from the crowd. She looks around at all of her opponents, obviously plotting before locking eyes with one opponent in particular.
Justin Decent: Also in the ring… from Miami, Florida, standing at 5 feet 2 inches and weighing in at 120 pounds, she is… JESSSSSSSSSSSSIEEEE SALLLLLLLLLCOOO!!!
Jessie raises her arms into the air, waving in the cheers. She stands up on one of the turnbuckles, pointing out to the crowd as she draws in the cheers.
Justin Decent: Also in the ring… from Austin, Texas, standing at 5 feet 9 inches and weighing in at 145 pounds, she is… RRRRRRRRRAYYYYYYYYNINNNN!!!
Raynin adjusts her eye patch as she takes this challenge serious. She nods as the fans cheer for her.
Justin Decent: And finally… in the ring… from Seaside Heights, New Jersey, standing at 5 feet 11 inches and weighing in at 135 pounds, she is… JOOOOOOOOANNE CANNNNNELLLLLLLLIIIIII!!!
Receiving a mixed reaction, Joanne hardly acknowledges it as she seems to have a silent conversation with Necra. The match is about to begin as all three referees take their places on the outside of the ring. However, there is one person missing from the party, and a very vital object… Prefect By Princess Superstar hits over the pa system as the lights begin to flash all over the arena, as the fans give a loud ovation of booing. As, a makeshift runway appears, and soon a red carpet is rolled on top of it. As, out from the back steps Veronica Taylor with outstretched arms as the fans boo her, before grabbing her mirror and blowing herself a kiss. After, a few moments she begins to do a model like strut on the red carpet runway as a few photographers appear to take her photos, as she poses arrogantly. She, then takes a look around her grabbing her perfume from Veronica's Secret and sprays it around to get rid of the "stench" in the arena.
Simone: I was starting to hope that she'd forgotten to come out, and I wasn't about to mention it aloud…
Adams: Hey! He's got her perfume out. Maybe she could share some with you so that you don't smell like moth balls…
Veronica then stands at the end of the entrance ramp, doing some more poses. Before, raising her arms in the air as the fans fill the air with more boos. Before, she mouths to the camera "So damn first class baby", before blowing a kiss to the camera. She holds the tag titles up high before she walks over toward the announce table. Jasmine goes to take the title from Veronica, but Veronica snubs her nose, carrying both titles on her shoulders as she passes her, as well as Drew, winking at Jacob who doesn't even try to take the belt. She sets one of the belts down reluctantly on the timekeepers table, before taking her space in between Belinda and Jason. She adjusts her headset, tapping at the microphone.
Veronica: Testing, one, two… One, two? Is this thing on?
Simone: It is in perfect working order, thanks…
Veronica: Good, because it would be a real travesty if the people who paid to hear my voice, well… couldn't…
Adams: Actually, the fans here can't here you. Only the ones streaming online can…
Veronica is heard scoffing as she flips her hair, pointing to the ring where Justin slowly exits. The ladies all take their positions as the bell rings.
DING! DING! DING!
Immediately, Traci grabs onto Raynin's hair and flips her over the top rope. The crowd is shocked at the sudden elimination, though they don't have much time to think it over before Jessie Salco clotheslines Trishelle Jordan over the top rope!
Justin Decent: Trishelle Jordan and Raynin have been eliminated!!!
Simone: What?! Already? If I'm being honest here, I would have imagined Raynin going all the way tonight!
Veronica: Ugh, whatever Blanda… Obviously she's nowhere near good enough to be MY tag team partner if she got taken out by Tammi Peterson…
Adams: It's Traci Peterson… er, Patterson.
Veronica: Whatever, same difference. She's not important enough to remember her name, just like Delia said. Basic…
Having eliminated someone, Jessie shakes her head as she stares over at Veronica. She immediately does a handstand on the apron, ready to eliminate herself! She gets one foot on the ground before Orchid grabs onto her hair, pulling her back in through the middle rope. The crowd laughs as Jessie gets angry. She stands up as Orchid tells her that such a move is disrespectful. Jessie rolls her eyes and shows her what disrespectful is by slapping the taste out of her mouth! The fans let out a groan as Jessie walks over toward the ropes once more. This time, Orchid has an enraged look on her face as she grabs onto her hair and yanks her down to the ground. She turns around and hits a Standing Moonsault on Jessie before sending her into the corner.
Adams: I'm not sure what is more surprising… the fact that Orchid stopped Jessie from eliminating herself, or Jessie… trying to eliminate herself!
Veronica: Who cares? I mean, obviously she is the last girl I would want to team with, and she smells like a mosh pit, so…
Simone: That insult must have really hurt your brain, hm?
Veronica: As if I were trying to be witty. I was just stating an obvious fact about why I wouldn't want her as my partner. She's lame…
As Jessie and Orchid go at it, Traci finds herself being pounded on by Necra and Joanne as they both club her against her back as hard as they can. Once they have the slightly shorter Bombshell down to one knee, both ladies send her flying into the ropes, ready for a Back Body Drop over the top rope, but Traci punts Joanne against the chin. She turns around and clothesline's Necra over the top rope! She turns around and focuses on Joanne, not seeing Necra holding on to the top rope. She holds on for dear life as she kicks her legs, trying to stop herself from going over. Meanwhile, Traci grabs onto Joanne's neck and comes crashing down with a Neckbreaker.
Veronica: Basic move from a basic girl…
Simone: Is there anyone competing right now that you would appreciate as a tag partner?
Veronica: Basic bitches need not apply to be a Tag Team Champion alongside myself, so no… No I don't.
Traci lifts Joanne from the mat and flings her into the ropes. She backs up a few paces, ready to send Joanne sailing over the top rope when Necra finds her footing. She grabs onto Traci and brings her over the top rope, but Traci lands on the apron! She punches Necra in the gut and grabs onto her hair, ready to send her sailing when Joanne collides with her, causing her to fall to the ground instead!
Justin Decent: Traci Patterson has been eliminated!
Veronica: Bye bye hunty… Sorry you couldn't ride another Mean Girl's coattails… Muah…
Adams: A good effort from Traci, but she fell victim to the teamwork of the Daughters of Darkness.
Veronica: That name sounds like a depressing movie about Misty's life, like not a wrestling stable.
Joanne takes a step back as she lets Necra re-enter the ring. They make their way over to Jessie and Orchid, as Jessie is still battling to eliminate herself from the match. Orchid demands a real battle, but she doesn't have much time to object when Necra slams into her. Joanne goes to strike at Jessie, but she ducks the blow and topples over the top rope, eliminating herself!
Justin Decent: Jessie Salco has been eliminated!
Veronica: There went her only chance of being a Tag Team Champion anytime soon.
Simone: Once Amy Marshall returns, they do have a return match I'm sure they'd be willing to cash in.
Adams: Veronica… allow me. Those basics don't stand a chance defeating any Mean Girl, let alone Veronica Freaking Taylor! How was that?
Veronica: There is hope for you yet. How do you deal with Blanda Simone on like a weekly basis? Ugh…
One can only assume that Belinda gives Jason a death stare as we hear silence. In the ring, Orchid does her best to fight off both Necra and Joanne. She does well, hitting a Roundhouse Kick to Necra, and then Spearing Joanne into the corner, but Necra doesn't stay stunned from the kick for long before she rushes in, and the two pound on Orchid. They fling her into the ropes, looking for the Back Body Drop on Orchid, but Orchid flies forward, sending all three ladies over the top rope! What is even more amazing is the fact that all three ladies are hanging on! The crowd begins cheering for their favorites to pull through.
Simone: This is very exciting right here! We could see all three ladies eliminated right here, or all three could make it back inside of the ring!
Veronica: Yawn…
Adams: Hardly! If there were ever an exciting point in this match that not even you could deny, it would be right now!
Veronica: What can I say? I'm not easily impressed. Why do you think my last tag partner ran away from SCW crying? I DON'T deal well with babies, and losers, and right now, I see three losers hanging on by their cheap dollar store nails…
The crowd can feel it as the three ladies begin flinging fists at one another, trying their best to knock the others down. Orchid nearly gets Joanne knocked off when Necra catches her by surprise, causing her to drop down to the outside!
Justin Decent: Orchid has been eliminated!
Veronica: Ugh! There goes the pretty one. Obviously I'm going to be teaming with an uggo freak…
Simone: An "uggo freak" with Tag Team Championship experience though. Say Amy and Jessie are your first opponents… Necra knows Amy quite well.
Veronica: I know Amy too, and she was in good company with Necra. Freaks of a feather flock together, right?
The crowd is cheering Orchid on for her good efforts as she starts to walks to the back. There is a loud buzzing noise that comes over the speakers as we look over to see Veronica get up from the announcer's table. She grabs both tag belts and flings them over her shoulders as she slides inside of the ring. The referees try to stop her, but she quickly goes over to the ring and Dropkicks the top rope, causing both ladies to flail even harder until Necra's hand slips and she falls to the outside!
Justin Decent: Necra Octavian Kane has been eliminated! Here is your winner and NEW SCW Bombshell Tag Team Champions… Veronica Taylor and "The Jersey Devil Diva" Joanne Canelli!!!
Simone: I'm sure neither Necra nor Joanne wanted it to come down to this.
Adams: It's the price of competing with friends. Joanne gets a second run with the belts, but one has to wonder what she has up her… Hold on a minute…
Veronica drags Joanne into the ring by the hair and begins stomping on her violently. She holds onto both tag titles and shouts down at Joanne. She kneels down over Joanne and tangles her fingers in Joanne's hair as she pounds her head against the mat viciously! The crowd boos loudly as Necra slides back inside of the ring. This instantly prompts Veronica to slide out of the ring, both titles still in tow. She points to Necra and Joanne and shakes her head as she backs up the ramp with both titles. Necra and Joanne climb out of the ring, going in hot pursuit of Veronica who dashes as fast as she can through the curtains.
Simone: It looks like Veronica doesn't want to share!
Adams: And it looks like Necra and Joanne are going to show her that sharing is caring. I look forward to seeing more on this!
There is nothing that can be said to deny the fact that Delia Darling (if you must) is THE future star of Sin City Wrestling! You may not like her attitude or her egocentric tendencies, but her skills inside of the ring have improved tenfold and to date, remains undefeated inside of the six-sided ring, and only recently rose above all others as she became the current Bombshell Champion. They say the epitome of the perfect wrestler is one who not only succeeds inside of the ring, but can talk the talk as well: Delia can do both, and the future is wide open for this young woman.
RUNNERS UP: 1) Liz Smalls 2) (TIE) Equinox (and) Kris Halc
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As if this young man didn't need another reason for his already inflated ego to threaten to burst, yet another honor is bestowed on the second generation Superstar known as 'Goldenboy" Gene Banton Junior as Rookie of the Year! After only five matches into his entire pro career, Geno Junior upended the ring legend Simon Jones to walk away the SCW Heavyweight Champion. And although the gold is no longer around his waist, Geno has not allowed that to detract from the success he'is had, and the success he predicts to come.
RUNNERS UP: 1) Equinox 2) Delia 3) (TIE) Kris Halc (and) Liz Smalls (and) Electra Styles
The cameras open up backstage to find an old familiar face in Melody Grace skipping excitedly down the hallway. In her hand is a pile of white papers that her manicured nails grip into desperately, making sure that she doesn't mess them up of drop them. Skipping like a school girl around the corner, Melody can't help but giggle as she comes to a stop outside of the Sin's locker room. Without even knocking on the door the bubbly female just swings the door open, letting it slam against the back wall, catching everyone's attention in the room. As all the set of eyes stare up at the young blonde, she can't help but smile as if she had just won the lottery. Moseying into the room, she flicks a long lock of blonde hair out of her face to behind her tanned shoulder.
Gabriel: Well someone looks like they just seen a real life unicorn.
As his smug remark hit her ears Melody just turned towards Gabriel and poked out her tongue. While Odette gave her husband a tight squeeze as if to tell him to go easy on her best friend.
Synn: What's going on here Melody?
To excited to speak Melody just jumps up and down in the spot, as she eyes all of her friends one by one.
Odette: Melody what's happened?
Even tho Melody was excited, Odette had a look of concern over her face as she took a step towards her friend her arms out stretched as she placed her hands on Melody's shoulders to stop her from jumping up and down.
Odette: Calm down Melody… what's going on here?
Within a second Melody flung her arms up in the air letting the papers fly up everywhere around her while she screamed out with glee.
Melody: I'M A SIN CITY WRESTLING BOMBSHELL…
A loud snort could be heard from the background followed by a gruff voice.
Rage: I'm sorry what?
Rage wasn't alone as Synn, Shane, Fantasia, Kittie, Despy, Angel, Big B, Shipman, Gabriel and Odette looked towards Melody with the same surprised look on their faces. While Melody didn't take any notice of the glares as she just continued to jump up and down on the spot, before taking off on a victory lap around the room screaming in joy. It wasn't too long before Despy and Angel joined in the celebrations by chasing Melody around the room screaming.
Odette: You have got to be kidding me?
Odette took a step forward and bent down to pick up the contract that was all over the floor, quickly tidying it up in her hands the Aussie Bombshell read over it quickly with Synn and Gabriel reading over her shoulder.
Synn: Well I'm impressed.
Gabriel looked at Synn with a smirk before turning back to his wife, wrapping his arms around her waist, his hands finding her belly cupping it safely.
Gabriel: It looks like she's taken after you O, from what I can see on the contract she's a genius.
A pleased smiled crept over Odette's face as Melody and Depsy stopped running around the room like loony tunes.
Melody: SURPRISE!!!
Leaning forward Melody planted a kiss on Odette's cheek before gently tackling her and Gabriel for a hug.
Jasmine St. John steps through the ropes, entering the ring, as she is ready to officiate this upcoming contest.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The lights in the arena dies down as the crowd in the arena screams in anticipation. "Brave Hearts" by No Bragging Rights suddenly explodes through the PA system in sync to the pulsation of gold lights. We then suddenly see the entrance way being engulf with smoke. Amidst the smoke, we see a figure as the song blasts throughout the airwaves. After several seconds while the smoke starts to clear, the figure materializes and is revealed to be Ryan Kidd. He roars and pumps up the crowd.
Justin: Making his way to the ring… Weighing in at TWO HUNDRED and TWELVE POUNDS… From Los Angeles, California… Pro Wrestling's Evil Knievel… RYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNN… KIDD!!
As the gold lights pulsation continues, he then strolls down to the ramp and slaps some hands of the fans ringside. He stops at the bottom of the ramp and looks around the whole arena and raises his arm. He then continues walking making his way around the ring slapping some hands of the fans. He then stops in front of a steel steps when a figure charges down the aisle and slams into him from behind!
Adams: It's Shipman!
Ryan's scheduled opponent sends him crashing into the steel steps, then grabs him by the hair and arm and sends him careening against the guard rail!
Simone: He's not even waiting for his own introductions!
Shipman is all over Ryan who is too surprised to defend himself! Shipman slams fist after fist down into Kidd's skull, taking him to one knee! Shipman then grabs two handfuls of his hair and brings a knee into the side of his head, laying him out on the floor! The crowd boos as Shipman turns around to face them with a maniacal grin on his face!
Adams: That man freaks me out!
Simone: I have a feeling before the night is through, Christian is going to regret signing that lunatic!
Shipman turns and grabs Ryan as Jasmine leans through the ropes, telling him to back off of Ryan Kidd so the match can begin!
Adams: I think in Shipman's mind, it already has!
Rather than listen to the official, Shipman instead grabs Ryan and drags him off of the floor and slams him head into the ring apron, then rolls him inside of the ring. Shipman climbs in and Jasmine has little alternative but to call for the bell, allowing the match to start legally, ready or not!
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
And Shipman short-arm clotheslines Ryan to the mat and immediately lays into him with curb stomp boots, refusing to end the onslaught despite Jasmine demanding he do so!
Adams: Unfortunately I don't think Chris Shipman is the type of man who pays too close attention to what an authority figure has to say!
Shipman grabs the top rope with both hands for additional leverage and presses his boot down into Ryan Kidd's throat, choking the life out of him as Jasmine counts!
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And before any more harm can be wrought, she grabs Shipman's arm to pry him loose and the deranged "Sin" swings about and draws a fist back, causing the senior referee to pull away with a warning finger held up!
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Simone: Don't do it! You'll be out of here faster than you were signed!
Adams: I don't think Jasmine really should have put her hands on him though.
Simone: She was trying to protect Ryan Kidd's welfare!
Shipman turns around and grabs Ryan and runs his face directly into the top turnbuckle in the near corner! The impact rocks Ryan and turns him about where Shipman wraps both hands around his throat and starts to choke the life out of him!
Adams: This guy is nuts! It's like he's trying to kill Ryan Kidd!
Shipman powers Ryan off of his feet and up the turnbuckles as Jasmine issues yet another count!
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And Shipman (surprisingly) backs off! Shipman grabs Ryan by the had and clobbers him with a roundhouse right, sending him stumbling to the mat! Shipman then grabs him by the throat and powers him up off of his feet in a standing choke!
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And Shipman dumps him hard to the mat!
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Simone: That pre-match attack on the part of Shipman has left Ryan Kidd unable to defend himself.
Shipman grabs his opponent and sends him into the ropes with an Irish whip, but Ryan suddenly baseball slides through Shipman's legs! Shipman turns around and Ryan unleashes a brutal number of CM Punk style shoot kicks to Chris Shipman's body! The fans begin rallying behind Ryan Kidd!
Adams: He's making a comeback!
Shipman then blocks a shoot kick but Ryan counters with a standing Enzugari to the back of the head! Shipman staggers back and Ryan kips up and hits him with a Kodak Moment, knocking the larger man back against the ropes! Ryan then runs into the ropes and comes off the far side, crashing into Shipman with a roundhouse kick that sends BOTH men toppling over to the outside!
xSimone: And Ryan Kidd is back in this one!
Ryan hangs onto the ropes and lands on the apron, as opposed to Shipman that crashes onto the ringside floor! Ryan sizes him up and climbs to the top of the corner, and as Shipman rises to his feet...
Adams: SUICIDE MOONSAULT!!!
Ryan Kidd crashes right into Chris Shipman, wiping him out with the death defying moonsault to the outside, bringing the fans to their feet!
Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW!
Both men are down, stunned on the outside and Jasmine issues her count against them!
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Ryan manages to be the first one up and he rolls Shipman into the ring, following inside himself before he can be counted out. Ryan lands a number of shots into Shipman's upper body, overhead fists and painful martial arts kicks! Ryan then goes for an Irish whip into the ropes but Shipman reverses it. Ryan jumps onto the middle rope and springboards back into a flying bodypress!
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Ryan grabs Shipman and sends him into the ropes and catches him rebounding with a Hurricanrana! Wasting no time, Ryan climbs to the top rope, facing out at the crowd! Ryan looks back and jumps for a moonsault, but Shipman rolls out of the way and Ryan lands on his feet! Shipman stands up and Ryan charges him, swinging wildly for a clothesline but Shipman ducks and Ryan turns around and Shipman clotheslines him!
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Shipman kicks out!
Adams: WHOA!
Simone: That clothesline was SICK! It turned Ryan inside out!
Shipman stands there, doing nothing but staring down at the fallen Ryan Kidd. A smile slowly spreads on his face.
Adams: Oh that can't be good.
Shipman peels him up off of the canvas and sends him into the ropes, but Ryan holds on, not going anywhere. Shipman charges him and Ryan pulls the top rope down and Shipman goes tumbling to the outside and lands heavily on the floor! Ryan looks out to the fans who are firmly behind him and he vaults over the rope and to the ring apron. Ryan waits and Shipman slowly gets to his feet. The moment he does, Ryan jumps off the apron for a Hurricanrana, but Shipman catches him and slams him down onto the floor with a powerbomb!
Adams: In the words of the Immortal Joey Styles - OH MY GOD!!
Simone: I can not believe Chris Shipman just powerbombed a man on the outside of the ring!
Shipman looks down at Ryan with rage in his eyes and he immediately walks over and grabs a cable near the timekeeper's table...
Simone: Now what!?
And in answer, Shipman stands over Ryan's back and wraps the cord around Kidd's throat and chokes him! Jasmine quickly exits the ring and she grabs the cord, trying to pull it away, then starts to count!
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Shipman lets go and he turns towards the referee and stomps in her direction but Jasmine holds her hands up and then quickly climbs into the ring.
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Adams: Be careful Jasmine! I don't think that Fruit Loop cares about being fined OR fired!
Shipman then grabs Ryan and rolls him back into the ring, following right after him. Shipman pulls him up to his feet and goes for a back suplex, but Ryan lands on his feet behind Shipman and rolls him back into a prawn cradle!
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Shipman's strong legs heave Ryan off into the corner. Shipman is back on his feet and charges him but Ryan greets him with two boots that knock him to his back! The crowd cheers as Ryan backs up to the top when Shipman hits the ropes, causing Ryan to topple and crotch himself!
2.....
Shipman kicks out!
Adams: I think every red blooded male watching pities Ryan Kidd!
Shipman climbs to the middle turnbuckle in the corner and seizes hold of Kidd in a front facelock. He throws his arm over his shoulder and lifts him high up -- then brings him crashing down with a jackhammer suplex from the top!
Simone: London Calling! It's over!
Indeed as Shipman immediately cradles the leg for the cover and...
1.....
The bell rings and the crowd boos as Shipman slowly stands up...
2.....
3.....!
Justin: Here is your winner -- CHRIS SHIPMAN!
Jasmine attempts to raise his arm but Shipman tears it away! He then grabs her and PLANTS ONE on her!
Adams: GROSS!
Jasmine pulls away and falls into the ropes as a wicked grin remains on Shipman's face and his eyes roll back while the official wipes her mouth with the back of her hand! Shipman then simply turns and walks away, climbing through the ropes and dropping to the floor. He tilts his head back and starts laughing maniacally before making his exit.
Simone: That man is... Jesus what were they thinking signing him?
Adams: Christian wasn't thinking with his head, that's for sure.
Shipman vanishes behind the curtains as Ryan pulls himself to his feet and the crowd applauds his showing.
The fans could not have been more shocked when Gabriel turned his back on them in such a cold and callous way, and became the most hated individual in the past year! It started when he played mind games with Steve Ramone, making the popular face think he was stalking Odette Stevens. This all turned out to be a heinous mind game on Gabriel'is part and his shameless actions only got worse, including an attack on one of the bosses of SCW itself, Christian Underwood! Gabriel feels no shame in his actions and says what he believes without remorse, and the fans absolutely DESPISE him for it!
RUNNERS UP: 1) Sean Jackson 2) Liz Smalls 3) Delia
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Everybody loves a winner, and Drake Green, above all others, personifies that very term. Despite winning the Heavyweight title back in July of 2014, Drake has successfully defended that belt against all comers. Despite the hectic schedule of being the champion, Drake does not allow that to take time away from him or the many fans who want a piece of his time at the shows and autograph signings. Many times, Drake is the last person to leave the building, wanting to see each and every fan satisfied. Whether it be putting his body on the line, or simply posing with a fan for a photograph, Drake Green lets the fans know they mean the world to him, and it shows.
RUNNERS UP: 1) Simon Jones 2) Emma Rose
Backstage at the show we enter the locker room of Blaque Hart Bruce Evans before his tag match with Horace Jackson against the Bosom Buddies for the S.C.W. tag team championships. Bruce is seen sitting on a bench in front of a set of lockers with his ring gear hanging over one of the lockers. He's still in his street gear which consists of black basketball shorts, a black and red Calgary Hitmen Jersey and red shoes. He grabs a bottle of water sitting next to him off the bench and takes a drink from it. As he puts it back down he looks into the camera
BHBE: Are ya happy S.C.W. I'm here! Georgia. A place I've never in my life never wanted to visit. The "DIRTY SOUTH" is what they call it,and they're right, it is dirty. Dirty,nasty, and disgusting. But according to my new contract I have to be here, so I guess I have to deal with it. Bosom Buddies, tonight you're going to be on the receiving end of an ass whooping from two guys who have since day one been screwed over by this company. We are here to redeem ourselves for being held down for no reason. Ya see, both Horace and I have gotta prove to the "office" that we are the cream of the crop, the be all to end all. Tonight, we will become your world tag team champions, and tonight we are going to show not only Sin City Wrestling, but all those other promotions out there that we are to be reckoned with...
Bruce takes a quick pause
BHBE: Ya see, tonight it's about the awards being handed out. At least that's what you all are pushing for to get the ratings. As far as I'm concerned I don't give a damn about awards, especially since I wasn't in the company for the past year. So while yall are out there celebrating the irrelevance of those awards, me and Horace are focused more on becoming the tag team champions!
There's a knock at the door to the locker room. Bruce pauses, gets up and walks over to the door. He turns the knob to open the door. On the other side is Evans' oldest son Brian. A tall kind of more muscular version of Bruce. He's wearing a black shirt, blue jeans, black shoes, and his hair not as long as his dad's tied up in a ponytail. The expression on Bruce's face is as if he just won the lottery
BHBE: Brian! What are ya doing here son!?!
Bruce and Brian share an embrace for a few seconds, both with grins on their faces as Brian walks in and closes the door behind him
Brian: Well, Mom couldn't be here so I figured I'd come and support ya tonight. Ya know, you're gonna win a title tonight. So I wanna be here to celebrate with you pops!
Bruce smiles even harder as he again reaches and hugs his son very tight
BHBE: Man,the last time you've been to any of my shows has been......hell I can't remember. I'm glad to see you, I'm really glad you're here. Remember what we used to do all the time back then before my matches?
Brian nods his head as Bruce lays down on the floor and Brian gets on his father's back. Bruce gets in the push up position and starts doing push ups with Brian on his back, struggling, breathing heavily, but smiling anyways
BHBE: Man this brings back memories....
As the scene fades Bruce continues doing the push ups with Brian on his back and the two engaged in a conversation
v/o: Ft. Benning, Georgia. Can you feel it, coming in the air tonight?
Boos erupt as Marshall Owens steps out onto the entrance ramp. Wearing a suit and tie, he stands there with a look that screams *I'm better than you*.
As he raises the mic to his mouth, a smile begins to form.
Owens: Last week, I stood out here on this stage and I tried to tell Drake Green that his run as champion was coming to an end.
Slowly, Marshall begins to make his way towards the ring. The smile, still on his face.
Owens: That my client Sean Jackson had him in the cross hairs, and was going to do whatever it took to get that championship belt from him...
As Marshall continues towards the ring, he makes it a point to look directly at the fans.
Owens: But because of you so called fans, he just HAD to make you people happy...
Marshall makes his way up the ring steps and steps through the ropes. As he faces the fans, the smile gets bigger.
Owens: He just HAD to come into this very ring last week and parade around with a bunch of snot nosed little kids because it would make them sooooooooo happy. But it backfired on him, didn't it?
More boos.
Marshall walks over to the very ring corner that Drake Green found himself cuffed to. As he kneels down, he looks at the corner as if Drake is still there, handcuffed.
Owens: How did it feel Drake? to be cuffed to that corner, unable to move, unable to defend yourself?
The smile disappears.
Owens: Or better yet, to face the fact that you couldn't protect the very children that YOU brought into this ring...
Marshall removes himself from the corner, and takes up position in the middle of the ring, the very place where Drake had landed on the child one week ago.
Owens: And all because YOU decided to dismiss the threat that my client posed to your title reign. Well Drake, you can no longer ignore the threat. You can no longer dismiss him as someone who can't defeat you whether inside the ring or out.
Marshall again kneels down, this time as if he's addressing Drake Green from last week.
Owens: It must have hurt, to be laying there, looking down on the little one that you simply couldn't protect. Well Drake, get ready, because in the not so distant future, you will once again have that helpless feeling sweep over your body. In the not so distant future, you will once again feel the ultimate power of my client raining down on you, sucking the very life from you like the lips of ebola sucking the life from it's victims.
This attracts the largest chorus of boos from the Ft. Benning crowd, but Marshall simply waves them off.
Owens: Go ahead and boo me, but you do so with the knowledge that everything that's happened so far, has been your own fault. It was you, who cheered for Drake Green, causing him to believe that he had one more title run in him. It was YOU who cheered him enough until he felt the need to come back, to make each and every one of you happy. But tell me people, just how happy are you going to be when my client puts Drake Green out of wrestling, once and for all?
Showtime chants start. Letting Marshall know that they will cheer for Drake Green, no matter what.
At that time, the big screen comes to life, showing Sean Jackson to be standing backstage.
Jackson: Marshall, forget about trying to get thru to these idiotic fans. They're nothing more than marks who wouldn't know a sure thing if he was standing in front of them. But that's alright because af...
Sean never gets to finish as Drake Green comes flying out of nowhere, taking Jackson down with a huge forearm to the side of the head. As they go crashing down to the floor, Drake has the advantage because he landed on top which gives him the extra leverage behind the punches now raining down. Sean tries to escape, but is completely unable as Drake continues the assault with heavy shots. Seeing the backstage altercation by way of the big screen, Marshall Owens has a look of concern on his face as he climbs through the ropes and hops down to the floor. Meanwhile, Drake Green is now delivering heavy kicks to Sean Jackson, he's completely livid about what happened last week when Sean's attack resulted in a young kid getting hurt.
Owens: Get him Sean, get him.
As Marshall disappears behind the curtain, everyone is still watching the big screen where Drake is continuing the beatdown. Within moments, security arrives and immediately attempts to pull Drake away from Sean Jackson, but is only momentarily successful as he shoves them away and once again starts back the attack on Jackson, who could only manage to crawl a few feet away.
Drake: Oh no you piece of shit, you aren't going anywhere.
As Drake once again starts in with the heavy kicks to Sean's back, Marshall arrives on scene to pull Drake off his client by the shoulders. Once Drake is able to spin his head around to see Marshall, he then delivers a straight right which knocks Marshall several feet backwards. Meanwhile Sean has managed to get to his feet, still woozy from the vicious attack and as he staggers to regain his balance, Drake delivers the SHOWTIME, planting him firmly into the concrete.
As he stands over the carnage, Drake kneels down over the fallen Sean Jackson.
Drake: You're old news Sean, you can't beat me. Let it go before I hurt you, before I hurt you bad.
Drake then stands and walks away as Marshall Owens and security make their way over and begins to check on him.
Justin: The following contest is for the SCW Tag Team Championship, introducing first, the challengers.
"Oh Canada" starts to play and the military begin to boo as Blaque Hart Bruce Evans appears at the top of the ramp.
Justin: From Calgary, Alberta, Canada, weighing in at two hundred and thirty five pounds, he is Blaque Hart Bruce Evans!
Evans walks down the ramp, getting in to the ring, ignoring the boos from the crowd as Oh Canada fades out.
Justin: And his partner...
The arena goes pitch black as the sounds of goblins and druids fill the sound system. Dark red smoke fills the arena as black lights and flood lights with a red filter shine throughout the arena. A video package starts playing as the instrumental version of "Close My Eyes Forever" begins to play as a woman in an amazon princess outfit walks out from behind the curtains. The music slowly fades as "The High Life" strikes up. As the songs are mashed together, Horace Jackson walks out with his face covered in red and black face paint. He stands on the stage as the smoke raises higher.
Justin: Making his way to the ring, hailing from Tornado Alley, Texas. He is accompanied to the ring by Bridgette Jackson. Please welcome "The Soulless One" Horace Jackson.
Horace walks down the ramp very slowly as the crowd is chanting his name. He stops at the ring and pulls himself up onto the ring apron. He holds the ropes open for his wife to enter the ring first. He follows her by stepping over the top rope. He walks to the center of the ring, lifts his arms into the air and drops them causing fire to escape all four corners and the stage. He turns his body toward the stage as he prepares for his match.
Justin: And their opponents, Being accompanied to the ring by Synn and Angel...
"Let's fake an answer for the curious
Let's fake it all for the fame
They'll think delivering was easy
Living the fairy tales and the lies, lies"
Justin: Weighing in at a combined weight of four hundred and sixty three pounds...
The immediate beat of the cult classic "Opticon" by Orgy lights up over the sound system and the crowd ignites with a fury of cheers as they know who is about to arrive. The crowd erupts in cheers as the curtains atop the stage are thrust wide open and out steps Synn, as he holds the drapes wide for the next arrival, and onto the stage emerges Big B -- with his tag team partner Despayre riding 'piggy back' astride his wide shoulders, and Angel being held high in Despayre's own hands.
Justin: They are the current SCW Tag Team Champions, they are Big B and Despayre, The Bosom Buddies!
"Message from Opticon
Blast from the fashion bomb
So helpless
Guess what you're out of time
Message from Opticon blast from the fashion bomb
So helpless
Guess what you're out of time"
Synn leads the way as the new tag team combination of the 'Bosom Buddies' makes their way down to ringside, Big B continuing to carry Despayre on his shoulders the entire way, while Despayre carries Angel on his own.
"New alien spawn we reinvent the dawn
And no one's style compares
Those neon eyes make mom and dad think
That we've lost our minds
They're just terrified of all new things"
They arrive at ringside and Synn climbs up onto the ring apron and holds the ropes open. Big B lowers Despayre so his teammate can climb off and drop to the apron where he scrambles inside of the ring, followed closely by Big B. Despayre grabs the ropes and shakes them while head banging to the beat of the music as B just stands there calmly, watching his little buddy. Synn then steps through the ropes and leads the team over toward their allotted corner while they await the start of the match while the music trails off.
"Message from Opticon blast from the fashion bomb
So helpless
Guess what you're out of time
Message from Opticon blast from the fashion bomb
So helpless
Guess what you're out of time"
DING DING DING
Big B and Blaque Hart start in the ring. The duo lock up but B shows his power and forces Blaque Hart to a knee. Blaque Hart uses every piece of strength he has to force B back up, and blasts him with a kick to knee. B breaks the lock up and Blaque Hart jumps at him with a punch to the head, sending B rocking. Blaque Hart runs past him and hits the ropes, coming back and taking B down with a chop block to the back of the knee. Blaque Hart returns to his feet, lifting B's leg and placing solid and accurate boots to the back of B's knee.
Simone: Blaque Hart is a veteran wrestler, he knows how to keep bigger men on the canvas.
Blaque Hart pulls B's leg back past B's own head and drops down with a knee drop to B's head. He stands up and puts his arms to the side, evoking boos towards him. B starts to move, rolling on to his knees and getting half way up but Blaque Hart charges at him and drops him back to the canvas with a quick, sharp DDT. Blaque Hart goes for the cover and Drew Patton drops down to make the count
1..
2...
Big B powers out
Simone: First attempt to the challengers.
Blaque Hart gets to his feet first, stomping on B's chest, but B grabs his foot with both hands and tries to force himself back to his feet, as he does, Blaque Hart keeps his balance. B gets to his feet and throws Blaque Hart's leg to the canvas and nails him with a hard clothesline across the chest, knocking the Canadian superstar to the canvas.
Crowd: USA! USA! USA!
Big B smiles and puts his arm in the air, chanting with the fans.
Simone: Do you think B knows why he's chanting?
Adams: Doesn't matter, the big fella's having fun.
Big B turns him attention back to Blaque Hart on the canvas as he shakes the last attack off. B bends down and pulls Blaque Hart back to his feet. B nails Blaque Hart in the head with a heavy shot, sending him back against the ropes. B grabs his arm and whips him across the ring. B steps in to the middle of the ring and waits for Blaque Hart to come back. As he does, B drops his head and lifts Blaque Hart over with a huge backbody drop. Blaque Hart sits up and B pulls him back to his feet. B lifts Blaque Hart and drops him down with a huge body slam. B moves to Blaque Hart's side and jumps up, landing on him with a standing big splash. B hooks the leg and Drew Patton drops down to make the count
1..
2...
Blaque Hart kicks out
Adams: Blaque Hart nearly became a smear on the canvas.
Big B pulls Blaque Hart to his feet and pulls him over to his corner, reaching out his hand and tagging in Despayre.
Simone: Here's comes Despayre.
Adams: Is it me, or does Despayre look different tonight?
Simone: I don't see it.
Adams: He looks like he went from a guy with one picture to a whole bunch, thanks to an Aussie.
Simone: What the hell are you going on about? You know what, forget I asked.
Despayre grabs Blaque Hart's arm and pulls it around in an arm ringer before taking his fellow Canadian down with a short arm clothesline. Despayre pulls Blaque Hart up, looking at Blaque Hart curiously.
Adams: I'm guessing no one told Despy yet where he knows him from.
Blaque Hart tries to take advantage of Despayre and tries to nail him with a shot between the eyes, but Despayre ducks the shot, and straightens up, putting his thumb on his nose and waving his fingers at him, while poking his tongue out. Blaque Hart looks infuriated but Despayre stomps on his foot. Blaque Hart jumps up and down, and Despayre hits the ropes, bouncing back and catching Blaque Hart with a flying heel kick to the jaw. Blaque Hart hits the canvas hard and Despayre gets to his feet and waits for Blaque Hart. Blaque Hart returns to his feet and Despayre pounces with a dropkick, but Blaque Hart side steps.
Simone: Swing and a miss from Despayre.
Despayre gets to his knees but Blaque Hart puts Despayre in a headlock. Despayre whips him off and Blaque Hart pulls his hand back to swing, but Despayre holds his hands out to stop him.
Simone: What's he...
Despayre points up but Blaque Hart smiles smugly and shakes his head no, tapping his head. Despayre looks up, and curiosity gets the best of Blaque Hart and looks up too, Despayre sucker punches him much to the crowds delight!
Adams: Oh dear!
Blaque Hart growls in anger but Despayre jumps in the air and pulls Blaque Hart down with a hurricanruna in to a pin. Drew Patton drops down to make the count
1..
2...
Blaque Hart sits up, pulling Despayre in to a pin of his own. Drew Patton stays down to make the count
1..
2...
Despayre kicks out
Adams: That coulda done a Synn.
Simone: What do you mean?
Adams: Gone either way.
Both return to their feet and Despayre goes for a clothesline but Blaque Hart ducks and lifts Despayre up and drops him with an atomic drop. Despayre bounces and spins towards Blaque Hart who nails him with a huge clothesline!
Adams: Fun and games over for Blaque Hart.
Blaque Hart viciously pulls Despayre to his feet and forces him back in to the corner, nailing him with hard shots to the ribs. He lifts Despayre up on to the top rope and follows him up before setting him up for a superplex. He lifts Despayre over and drops him with huge force. Blaque Hart quickly leans over Despayre and places a targeted shot to the top of the head. Blaque Hart pulls him to his feet and towards his corner, tagging in Horace Jackson. Blaque Hart holds Despayre's hands behind his back and Horace nails Despayre with huge shots to the body. Drew orders Blaque Hart out of the ring.
Simone: What Horace are we getting today?
Horace grabs Despayre by the head and lands a huge punch to the jaw.
Adams: An angry one.
Despayre stumbles backwards but Horace charges at him with a bicycle kick to the face, spending Despayre flying across the ring. Despayre holds his jaw and Horace moves towards him, reaching down and puling the young superstar to his feet before kicking him in the gut and setting him up for a powerbomb. Horace lifts him and holds Despayre in the air, before dropping him down with a kneeling powerbomb, holding his shoulder to the canvas. Drew Patton stays down to make the count
1..
2...
Despayre kicks out
Adams: The force is strong today.
Horace pulls Despayre to his feet once more and whips him off the ropes. Horace bounces off the opposite rope and charges back with a massive clothesline
Simone: Clothesline From The Empire!
Adams: Horace is bringing it tonight.
Horace moves towards Despayre as he crawls away and pulls him to his feet. Horace wraps his hands around Despayre's throat, lifting him up for a choke bomb, but Despayre kicks at him, catching him in the chest. Horace lowers him and Despayre bites Horace on the head!
Adams: A lot of people won't get this, but that bite would make Luis Suarez proud.
Drew Patton warns Despayre while Horace holds his head. Horace turns and charges at Despayre, who quickly grabs Horace by the head and jumps in the air, dropping him with a spinning bulldog. The fans cheer as Despayre returns to his feet. He waits for Horace to make his way back to his feet and runs towards him, jumping over with a with a handstand, in to a dropkick, catching Horace on the chest and spend him with his back against the ropes. Horace slides down the ropes and to his rear as Despayre gets to his feet. Despayre runs at Horace and jumps, wrapping his legs around Horace and pinning him against the ropes.
Simone: Buckingham Bounce.
Adams: Never seen that done against the ropes.
Despayre releases the hold and moves to the middle of the ring. Horace gets back to his feet and moves towards Despayre, who quickly kicks him in the gut and drops him with an X-Factor! Despayre goes for the cover and Drew Patton stays down to make the count
1..
2...
Horace kicks out
Adams: Despayre nearly took that one!
Despayre crawls over to Big B, and tags him in! B comes in to the ring and quickly drops a leg across the chest of Horace. Horace bounces and rolls towards the corner, lifting himself up in the corner but Big B charges in and jumps with a huge avalanche, squashing Horace in to the corner. Horace stumbles out of the corner and Big B lifts him up in a side walk slam position and drops Horace in the middle of the ring. The crowd get behind B as he gets back on to his feet. B waits for Horace to get back to his feet and as he does, B moves in close, but Horace catches him with a throat thrust, sending Big B backwards and against the ropes.
Simone: Just like that, the tide turns.
Horace charges in and catches B with a knee to the gut. Big B stumbles off the ropes and Horace catches him with a big boot the side of the head, quickly followed by a swinging neckbreaker!
Simone: Darth Strike!
Horace goes for the cover and Drew Patton stays down to make the count
1..
2...
Big B kicks out
Horace gets to his feet and waits for B to get to his. As he does, Horace lifts B over in a gutwrench suplex!
Adams: Wow! That don't happen to Big B so much!
Horace stands to his feet, waving his arms about.
Simone: I think Horace is signaling for the end.
He pulls Big B up and underhooks his arms, looking for the Southeast Rough Landing, but B lifts him over his back and to the floor.
Adams: B showing power of his own!
As Horace gets back to his feet, B wraps his hands around his throat, but Blaque Hart senses the danger and runs in the ring, clubbing B in the back. B release Horace and turns to Blaque Hart. Blaque Hart fires a shot at B but B avoids it and nail Blaque Hart with one of his own. B grabs Horace and Blaque Hart by the head and knocks their heads together as Despayre approaches. Despayre stops and shrugs his shoulders.
Adams: Too late Despy.
As Horace stumbles, B wraps his hand around his throat and lifts him in the air and drops him with the B Bomb! He goes for the cover as Despayre rolls Blaque Hart out of the ring. Drew Patton stays down to make the count
1..
2...
3!
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winners of the match and STILL SCW Tag Team Champions.... The Bosom Buddies!
Simone: Blaque Hart and Horace Jackson just gave the Bosom Buddies their toughest challenge yet, but the champs have proved their worth once more.
The Bosom Buddies are handed the tag team championship titles as Despayre jumps on Big B's back in celebration.
Sin City Wrestling has long prided itself on treating their Bombshells equally with their Superstars. The ladies have main evented many shows, including Supercards as well as Climax Control, and they never let the fans, nor the staff, down with their performances! The Bombshells are not afraid to rip and claw and spill blood, and never was it more evident this year than when Odette Stevens challenged Vixen for the Bombshell Championship in, of all things, a Barbed Wire Streetfight! Odette had stolen Vixen'is championship belt and the sheer hatred between the two instigated one of the most violent matches in SCW history to be booked, and they reigned supreme as the Main Event! Vixen may have retained that night, but the fans were the real winners having witnessed not just the Match of the Year, but the Bombshells proving to their male counterparts: Anything you can do, we can do better!
RUNNERS UP: 1) Giani D Luca Vs Goth I Quit Match for the Heavyweight Championship at December 2 Dismember - 12/08/2013 2) Necra Octavian Kane vs Lizzie Short vs Emma Rose vs Veronica Taylor vs Electra Styles vs Karina Koji vs Jessie Salco vs Cynthia Warren vs Becky Jones vs Mercedes Vargas vs Traci Patterson - #1 Challenger Battle Royal - Climax Control - 04/20/2014 3) (TIE) Hot Stuff Vs Austin Parker - Retirement match - Chaos In Capetown - 05/25/2014 (and) Hot Stuff vs Nicolas L. Blair - Blaze of Glory III - 03/30/2014
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It started off in the most unconventional manner, when Big B came to the rescue of his 'little buddy' Despayre in a random tag team match, deciding for himself he would be Despayre'is partner and the two walked away the victors of the match. Despite the fact Big B had absolutely no wrestling training at the time, the wins for the two 'besties' continued against many established pairings of Superstars, and they finally earned a shot at the tag gold, held by the dominant champions, Frost and Joshua Acquin. The match was stellar from start to finish, and when it was over, new champions were crowned! That was back in May of 2014, and thus far no team has been able to dethrone the Bosom Buddies.
RUNNERS UP: 1) Metal and Punk Connection 2) (TIE) Mercedes Vargas and Traci Patterson (and) The Fallen
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What can be said about the woman known as Vixen, that has not already been said? In 2014, she became the first Bombshell in Sin City Wrestling history to hold all THREE championships in her division, marking her as the first Bombshell Grand Slam Champion, and the SECOND competitor overall to hold such an honor. She fought hard against every woman who sought to dethrone her, and did so successfully until only recently. She suffered and fought through injuries and yet continued her winning ways, and for that, she has been thusly honored as deserved.
RUNNERS UP: 1) Mercedes Vargas 2) (TIE) Roxi Johnson (and) Amy Marshall (and) Emma Rose
Pussy: Ladies and gentlemen my guests at this time. R.O.A.R.
Jeremiah, Dark Tiger and Diamond come into the scene and Jeremiah puts his arm around Diamond.
Pussy: guys, we saw a hell of a performance from you two against Gabriel and Rage. Dark Tiger, you gave Rage conniption fits in that ring. Then came along Chris Shipman with a barbed wire noose around your neck. First off, how is the neck?
Dark Tiger: The neck is fine Ms Willows. This brings to Shipman a question. Did he think that was going to put me on the shelf? It got his foot in the door in SCW. Good for him, but you see Shipman picked the wrong beast to do it with. You do not make a statement like that against me and expect me to just forget about it.
Even though we lost Ms Willows, Rage got a good little taste of what the Beast of Darkness was all about. I love giving beatings to bean biscuits like Rage whether win or lose, you will remember why I have been in this business a long time.
Pussy: Definitely good to hear. Jeremiah, anything to add to that?
The Fort Benning crowd goes absolutely nuts. Jeremiah nods.
Jeremiah: Listen to that Pussy. That is the sound of the great men and women of this by god awesome Army sounding off their opinion about who two of their favorites are. Ol' Gabey and Ragey can't even fathom what the fine fans of this great business means to us.
So another rat is added to the group of "Sins" in this company. Goody gumdrops, maybe we should throw them a parade and skip down the halls of Fort Benning like little pansies just because good ol' Chris Shipman has come to SCW and he wants to try to shake it up again. Get in line Shipman, everyone in this company wants to shake it up.
For the record Shipman, let me introduce ourselves to your rat ass. This beast of a man right here is the Beast of Darkness, Dark Tiger. This beast of a man can kick a man's teeth not just down his throat, but thru the back of his head if he really hated ya.
I am none other than the former SCW Roulette champeen, and a man with the heart, and tenacity of a tiger, and I do big things in that ring. This gorgeous pillar of beauty right here is the Diamond in my rough.
Diamond smiles and she kisses him.
Jeremiah: Pussy, Chris Shipman may be in SCW now, but that won't stop us from taking our spot at the top of the tag team mountain. The ring will feel like a battlefield when you step in the ring with ROAR.
They take their leave
Pussy: back to you.
Justin: The following non-title contest is scheduled for one fall...! The lights go black, completely black in the building. The fans are quiet as they hear the air move around them and they are patiently waiting for something new. The lighting begins to change as the song begins to play over the PA System…The crowd screams toward the entrance way in cheers now, "Tourniquet" having just started to pound itself through the P.A. system. As the song picked up power, and rocks out hard the arena goes near pitch black. In the flashing of a strobe like white light at the entrance way we see fans rush to the safety barricade and wait as the lights begin to flicker in a strobe like state of multi-colors with the song's thumping opening. The lights continue to go "wild" as they flash erratically as the starting lyric announces...
and things that cannot speak
she comes on like a crippled plaything
her spine is just a string"
As it begins to play over the PA system and the lighting changes, bathing the entire arena in an eerie purple glow. The stage, as well as the ringside area, slowly begins to fill up with green smoke as the crowd watches in anticipation. Suddenly, something begins to rise out of the stage, as if rising from the depths of hell itself. The fans begin to erupt as an umbrella can be seen twirling and twirling as it slowly rises and a man slowly emerges shrouded by a black and white umbrella over his head slowly. He twirls it away from his body and onto his left shoulder, revealing his new black slacks and shirt to go with a silver tie and his signature black coat and a mask upon his face where several dreadlocks are formed. The fans cheer as Justin announces enigmatic insanity.
Justin: From St. Louis!!!! Weighing in at 235 Ibs.... he is the reigning Roulette Champion ... This is Equinox!!!!!!!
Equinox slowly folds in the umbrella, holding it firmly in his hand, and runs down the ramp frantically as he takes a sharp turn to the steel steps, running over to them, handing the ref the umbrella.
He hops down and lands in the arms of the fans, cackling evil as they let him go as he claps the hands of all the fans before heading back up the steel steps. Equinox proceeds to slap the steel steps before walking up the steps and walking along the left ring apron. Sticking one leg inside between the ring ropes and cackling at the thoughts of the chaos that could be caused as the song starts to finish.
Once he is in the ring, he begins to unbutton his jacket, revealing his new shirt as he let out a scream. You can plain see the energy etched over his face as he gazes the crowd, Equinox then jumps in a single leap from the mat to the second turnbuckle of the nearest corner as the music continues playing loudly. His hair flying around in a colorful mess as the Jokers begin cheering as he begins thrashing his neck and head about as he lets his arms fly out as he cackles. He repeats this for the rest of turnbuckles before hopping down to meet the competition. Once done, he climbs up the turnbuckles and sit on the top rope, his lips quirked into a very dark smile beneath his mask as the lights come up. He hops down and removes his trench coat, folding it neatly and handing it to a stage hand, before walking over to a corner and sitting down on the bottom turnbuckle as he waits for the match to begin.
Simone: This man is one of the most unique individuals in the entire history of Sin City Wrestling.
Adams: Yeah but that uniqueness has done him a lot of good! He's got gold!
Simone: And has held that gold for a fair few months now. Equinox won the Roulette title back in June, and has defended it against a multitude of men that wanted to dethrone him.
Adams: And he's turned away every one! Just goes to show that Equinox is a fighting champion.
Simone: And tonight he's facing a former champion in his own right, and someone who looks to have changed drastically over his time away.
"Ooooh... yeah, yeah... oh". The opening repeative line to Kanye West's "Power" starts to blast through the speakers as blue lights but through the now faded darkness in the arena. The image of a closed fist is seen on the screen before the letters 'J2H' appear on the screen
Justin: Being accompanied to the ring by Mr. J N Ringo...
J2H and Mr J N Ringo appear at the top of the ramp to a chorus of boos from the live crowd. The two look at each other before lifting a fist each, the fist at head height. The two nod to each other and start walking towards the ring. Ringo is wearing a Italian made, expensive looking suit as he walks slightly in front of the shirtless J2H, wearing gold shorts, boots and kneepads with "Power" written on the back of the shorts.
Justin: From Beverly Hills, California, weighing in at one hundred and seventy five pounds, he is J2H!
J2H and Ringo reach the ring and J2H slides under the bottom rope while Ringo stands outside. J2H moves towards the middle of the ring, both arms in the air, before walking to the ropes and pulling himself on the middle rope in the center of the ring and raising his arm again. Suddenly Equinox runs up from behind and dropkicks J2H in the small of the back, sending him toppling out over the top rope and to the gymnasium floor!
Adams: Equinox is not waiting for this on to start!
Simone: Not after what J2H and Mister Ringo did to him last week!
Mr. JN Ringo makes a hasty exit as Jacob Summers quickly calls for the bell!
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
The immediate start of the match is already fast and furious as J2H shakes off the cobwebs from his nasty fall and uses the ring apron to drag himself to a standing position. This only allows Equinox to dash off of the far side of the ring and careen right into J2H with a baseball slide, knocking him back against the steel guard rail! The fans are heckling J2H as the young heel fights to recoup but as he straightens up, Equinox jumps up onto the top rope, then springs off and crashes into J2H with a somersault senton to the outside! The crowd is going nuts!
Crowd: EQUINOX! EQUINOX! EQUINOX!
Simone: Equinox is not wasting any time against J2H! After two straight weeks of attacks, he is going to take this one out of the former 'Brat Prince's' hide!
Although stunned himself, the Roulette Champion peels J2H from the floor by the hair and the back of his shorts and rolls him back inside of the ring. It looks as if JN Ringo is about to approach but Equinox stops and points at him, warding J2H's associate away.
Adams: Look out now!
Equinox then rolls inside of the ring and covers J2H early, hooking the leg.
Adams: This one is over.
1.....
2.....
J2H kicks out!
Adams: He kicked out. He actually kicked out.
Simone: I don't know the full extent of the changes on J2H's part or who is responsible for them, but a year ago that early assault would have ended the match already.
Equinox pulls J2H to his feet and sends him reeling with a European uppercut, but J2H surprises his opponent -- and everyone else -- by coming back and throwing his own shot into the side of Equinox's head, knocking him away! Equinox hits him with a forearm smash to the sternum and J2H swings to retaliate but Equinox ducks into the swing and brings him up and over into a bridging Northern Lights suplex!
Adams: He's got him!
1.....
2.....
J2H gets his shoulder up!
Simone: No he does not. I don't know how, but he doesn't!
Equinox pulls J2H up and sends him back into the corner and lands a knife edge chop to the young man's bare chest with a resounding sharp snap of flesh!
Crowd: Wooooo!
Equinox sends him into the far corner with an Irish whip and comes charging right in with a Dropsault to the sternum and landing right on his feet with his arms held out to the sides, much to the fans delight!
Crowd: Kick his ass! Kick his ass!
Adams: A year away and he's still no more popular than he was before.
Equinox twirls a finger in the air, signaling, then scoops J2H up and deposits him on the top of the corner.
Simone: I have no idea what Equinox has planned but it won't be good for J2H.
Equinox climbs up to the middle rope and grabs his opponent into a front facelock, intending for a superplex. Equinox tries to lift him up but J2H hooks his feet around the bolt of the turnbuckles, preventing it.
Adams: Smart thinking by J2H -- it must have been an accident. He caught his boot laces on the corner. Yeah, that must be it!
J2H then starts fighting back, throwing fist after fist into the side of Equinox's head, causing the champion to stagger on the lofty perch. J2H hits him with a shot to the stomach, making him let go, and then J2H slams his head down into the top turnbuckle and finally Equinox falls back and lands on the canvas with a resounding crash! J2H slowly stands up on the top as Equinox pulls himself to his feet...
Simone: That kid is going to kill himself!
Equinox turns around to face his opponent and J2H jumps off of the top -- and catches the champion in a picture perfect Hurricanrana! The crowd is stunned!
Adams: Hurricanrana! He hit a Hurricanrana! ON PURPOSE!
J2H dives on top of Equinox and hooks the leg!
1.....
2.....
Equinox kicks out!
Simone: And it almost put Equinox away!
Equinox starts swinging, landing a fist into J2H's ribs as he gets to his feet, but the offense does not last as an eye gouge later and J2H is back in control. J2H sends Equinox into the corner and charges in, but the Roulette Champion tries a leapfrog over him, only for J2H to stop short, catch him on his shoulders, and drop him in a Snake Eyes on the top turnbuckle!
Simone: I can not believe I am admitting this but that was an incredible counter!
Equinox is stunned! He holds his head and J2H doubles him over with a kick to the stomach. J2H then hops over him, hooks his legs under Equinox's arms and leans over the ropes, grabbing his legs in a Tarantula Stretch! Equinox hollers out in pain as Jacob issues a count against J2H and the illegal hold!
1...
J2H breaks and he powers his way up, pivots around and sunset drives Equinox down into the mat!
1.....
Showing signs of frustration, J2H drags his opponent up and dumps him through the ropes and to the gymnasium floor. J2H then starts to go out after him but "allows" the referee to back him away, and Mister JN Ringo levels him with a charging lariat!
2...
3...
4...
2.....
Equinox kicks out!
Simone: Come on! It's two on one out there!
Ringo swerves around the corner of the ring, feigning innocence, as J2H finally gets past Jacob and climbs to the outside. J2H then grabs Equinox and rolls him back inside of the ring, where he follows quickly and covers him.
1.....
J2H throws him back down and covers him again, hooking the near leg!
1.....
For the THIRD time, J2H puts him back down and this time hooks BOTH legs!
1.....
J2H throws a fit, shouting at Jacob, "COME ON!!!"
2.....
Equinox gets a shoulder up!
2.....
Equinox gets a shoulder up!
2.....
KICK OUT!
Simone: I see his temper hasn't changed.
Adams: Seriously! He didn't pin him the first time, what made him think the second or third would take?
Angry now, J2H drapes Equinox's throat across the middle rope and he starts choking him viciously as Jacob counts!
1...
But J2H breaks just before he can be disqualified and the referee backs him away, allowing JN Ringo to land a sucker punch from the outside! The crowd boos as Ringo turns away and puts on his best "Who, me?" face -- and Equinox suddenly grabs him from inside of the ring!
2...
3...
4...
Adams: Now he's going to get it!
Equinox tries to drag him up but J2H hits a Lung Blower from behind! J2H with another cover!
1.....
J2H stares with incredulity at the referee who holds up two fingers only!
2.....
3 - No! Kick out!
Crowd: EQUINOX! EQUINOX! EQUINOX!
The crowd claps and stomps as J2H uses his hair to pull him down into a back breaker, then proceeds to scale to the top of the near corner. J2H sizes his opponent up as Ringo applauds his partner, and J2H jumps off for a somersault legdrop -- but Equinox rolls out of the way and J2H crash lands on his backside!
Simone: Oh BAD miscalculation!
Adams: And his bony butt bounced right off of the mat!
Both men are down and Jacob starts to count the two of them out!
1...
J2H gets up, bowl legged, and Equinox grabs him from behind and nails a Sit Out Facebuster! The Champion rolls his opponent over onto his back and grabs him by the legs, looking out to the cheering fans, and he brings a double-foot legdrop down into J2H's nether regions! J2H howls in agony as Ringo angrily protests from ringside! Equinox pulls him up into a double underhook and brings him over with a dragon suplex and jackknife cover!
1.....
Equinox peels him off of the mat and lands the Warped Asylum, first an STO backbreaker followed a double knee backbreaker! Equinox then stands at his side and hits a perfect standing Moonsault and cover!
1.....
2...
3...
4...
5...
6...
7...
2.....
J2H kicks out!
2.....
3 - NO!
Simone: I can't believe the fight that J2H has in him!
Equinox pulls him up and goes to Irish whip him into the far corner but J2H reverses it! Equinox jumps onto the middle turnbuckle and goes to leap for a flying body press, but from the outside Ringo hooks his ankle and causes the champion to crash hard awkwardly!
Simone: Jacob should never have allowed JN Ringo to remain at ringside!
Adams: Well who knew this match would last past the first minute?
J2H hurries over to Equinox and goes to pick him up, but Equinox instead scoops him up around the legs and lands an inverted atomic drop! J2H leans over, clutching himself, and Equinox races off of the ropes and swings for a clothesline, but J2H suddenly ducks under and grabs his arm, turning it into an Inverted Stomp Facebreaker from out of nowhere!
Simone: He calls that 'Kiss This'!
Equinox crashes on his back, holding his head, and J2H covers him, hooking the near leg!
1.....
2.....
3!
Adams: I can't believe it! J2H just pinned the Roulette Champion!
Simone: This has to be one of the biggest upsets in SCW history!
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
Justin: The winner of the match ... J2H!
The crowd boos heavily as Mr JN Ringo pushes past Jacob and he himself raises the arm of a jubilant J2H in victory! The two then turn and they begin to stomp away at the downed Equinox!
Simone: Oh come on! Thee match is over! Get out of there!
Adams: Unfortunately it's not over as far as they're concerned!
J2H and JN Ringo drag Equinox up and hurl him into the ropes and lay him out with a double clothesline! J2H then grabs Equinox's legs and turns him over into a Texas Cloverleaf submission hold! The bell continues to ring and Jacob tries to intervene but JN Ringo shoves him to the mat!
Adams: THAT'S gonna cost him!
J2H cranks on the pressure of the Cloverleaf as Ringo continues to stomp away on Equinox's back -- when the crowd starts cheering!
Adams: What is it!? What's going on!?
A figure dashes through the crowd and jumps over the railing!
Simone: Good God! That's Giani Di Luca! Giani Di Luca is here!
Giani rolls inside of the ring but J2H and JN Ringo head for higher ground and scatter out of the ring before the "Italian Stallion" can lay a hand on either man! J2H points into the ring and shouts at Giani as Ringo stares wide eyed at the former Heavyweight Champion while they retreat back up the aisle! Giani stares hard at both men as they back away and only then does he turn and begin to check on Equinox with Jacob Summers assisting.
Simone: I just don't believe it. Giani Di Luca is back in Sin City Wrestling!
Adams: I don't know what's more shocking. THAT ... or someone turned J2H into an ACTUAL wrestler!
Drake Green has become the staple of what it means to be a Superstar in Sin City Wrestling. He is viewed by some as one of the locker room leaders, and has no qualms at assisting the younger stars when they need it. Drake, a two-time Heavyweight Champion, is in his current second reign and shows no signs at slowing down. He defeated one of the fastest rising Superstars to reclaim his title, and has defended that very belt, without question, against all who the bosses have put before him. Drake continues on his path of championship glory, and if the past is any indication of the future, that path will go on for a very long time!
RUNNERS UP: 1) Sean Jackson 2) (TIE) Ben Jordan (and) Simon Jones (and) Giani Di Luca (and) Goth
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He came to us as the ACW Champion, and went on to become one of the most respected competitors, male or female, in the entire history of Sin City Wrestling! When most men and women would have called it quits after suffering such a daunting injury as he did, Drake did not allow that to keep him away from his fans or his dreams. Drake fought back, harder than ever, and rose as a phoenix rises from the ashes, better than ever before!
RUNNERS UP: 1) Simon Jones 2) Vixen 3) (TIE) Goth (and) Mercedes Vargas
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Every member of Sin City Wrestling enjoys using us as a little means of escape and living out a bit of fantasy. We have some of the most superb writers any efed could ever hope for, and this award is meant to honor that one RPer who their peers enjoy reading their work the most. That is what makes this award our most special, because without the RPers, an efed could not exist, and his peers in SCW have chosen Erik as the RPer of the Year!
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Sin City Wrestling's very own 'Hostess With the Mostess' ... Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!
The camera picks up a close up shot of the stage where a tapping foot, clad in silver high heels, is shown. It taps to the beat of the music as it slowly climbs upward in the shot, picking up a silver, chain-mail style dress, and further up, you find Amanda wearing a large white wig in a mowhawk style, reminiscent of Tina Turner's classic performance of Aunty Entity in the hit film, 'Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome'. Amanda slowly turns to the audience in the gym and the performance begins.
Amanda: Out of the ruins, out from the wreckage
And I wonder when we are ever gonna change it
We don't need another hero
Looking for something we can rely on
And I wonder when we are ever gonna change it
All the children say, "We don't need another hero
So what do we do with our lives?
We don't need another hero, hero
All the children say, "We don't need another hero
Can't make the same mistake this time
We are the children, the last generation
We are the ones they left behind
Living under the fear till nothing else remains
We don't need to know the way home
All we want is life beyond the thunderdome
There's got to be something better out there
Love and compassion, their day is coming
All else are castles built in the air
Living under the fear till nothing else remains
We don't need to know the way home
All we want is life beyond the thunderdome"
We leave only a mark
Will our story shine like a life
Or end in the dark? Is it all or nothing?
We don't need to know the way home
All we want is life beyond the thunderdome
We don't need to know the way home
All we want is life beyond the thunderdome"
The song ends and Amanda smiles, clapping her hands together and taking a bow before the soldiers and fans in attendance.
Crowd: Amanda! Amanda! Amanda!
Amanda pumps her fists in the air with a smile and then takes her leave from the stage and behind the curtains.
The scene opens up backstage at Climax Control where we see tonight's challenger for the SCW Heavyweight Championship "The Fearless One" Steve Ramone who is doing some stretches ahead of tonight's title match.
Simone: At the beginning of the year I don't think anyone expected Steve to be challenging for the SCW Heavyweight Championship and yet, here we are moments away from Steve's chance of a life-time.
Adams: Steve and Drake respect each other, that much is certain, but he'll have to put that respect aside tonight.
Steve stops stretching when he hears a knock at the door and he answers it seeing Ms. Rocky Mountains standing there.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Steve, can I get some last minute comments before your title match?
Steve nods and lets her into the NXT locker room.
Steve: It's like I said in my promo Rocky, back when I was in the GWA I held almost every title at least once, the TV Title, the Airborne Title, a title that I held for a LONG time, the Extreme Championship and this.
Steve says before bending over and picking up the GWA Madness Championship.
Steve: I won this on the GWA's last ever show in a match that featured the TV and Extreme Champions, it was basically to merge the two titles together and I ended up being the first and last ever champion but the two titles I never held where the top two, the US and Global Championship, tonight is my opportunity to do what I never did in the GWA and hold the top title in a promotion, Drake, I never thought I'd get an opportunity like this out of the open challenge I made last week and for that I thank you but I will walk out the new SCW Heavyweight Champion!
Rocky leaves the locker room as the scene fades.
Justin: The following contest is the main event of the evening and is for the SCW HEavyweight championship!
"Dangerous" by Within Temptation and Howard Jones hits the speakers and the crowd comes alive for "The Fearless One" Steve Ramone, as soon as the vocals hit Steve comes out with his wife Charlotte by his side as he high fives the crowd as he walks down the ramp.
Justin: From Queens, New York, and weighing in at two hundred pounds, he is the challenger, The Fearless One, Steve Ramone!
Once they reach the ringside area Steve leaps into the ring through the bottom and middle ropes before holding the middle rope down for his wife as they wait for Steve's opponent.
Justin: And his opponent...
The lights turn to a blue filter and we can hear the opening drums from "Burning Down The House" by the Used. The crowd jumps to their feet and they begin to cheer as "Mr. Showtime" Drake Green steps out on to the stage. He lifts his arms up and down, motioning for the packed beach to get up on their feet and cheer.
Crowd: POP!
Green, with a large smile, stands tall in long blue wrestling tights with three white stars on each leg and blue boots which have blue kick-pads on the front which have the "Male symbol" on them in white. He is wearing white wristbands and a black, skin tight, t-shirt with his "Male Symbol" logo on the front and "Man Of The People" written on the back. His SCW title is fastened firmly around his waist. He raises both arms straight up in the air points toward the sky as the crowd starts to get behind him. Just as the lyrics for the song kick in, Drake makes his way down toward the ring, slapping hands of fans on either side of the railings.
#Watch out
#You might get what you're after
#Cool babies?#Strange but not a stranger
#I'm-An-Or-Din-A-Ry-Guy?
#Burning down the house
Justin: Introducing first...weighing in at 230 pounds, he is Chicago's own, he is the reigning SCW Heavyweight Champion…"Mr. Showtime".. Drake Green!
Drake trades handshakes and hugs with several of the fans in the crowd as he makes his way toward the ring. He walks around the entire rings, making sure he says hello to all the fans at ringside. Finally, he hops onto to the apron and steps up on the second rope and raises his arms again for the crowd. He steps down and walks over to the opposite corner and climbs up again, this time unhooking his belt and raising it high for all to see.
Crowd: Showtime! Showtime! Showtime!
He steps down off of the rope and walks over toward the side of the ring, motioning for the microphone.
Drake: Helloooo Georgia!
Crowd: POP!
Drake: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages....welcome to the show!
Crowd: Even louder POP!
Drake: Are you ready for the most magical, the most fantastical showstopper of all time?! I am your soldier, I am your savior, I am your Main Event Maker and I got just one question for ya. What time is it?!
Crowd: Showtime!
Drake: No, no, no. I said what time is it?
Crowd: Showtime!
Drake: People of Fort Benning, MY PEOPLE! I know you can do better than that. I asked you WHAT MOTHER FUCKING TIME IS IT?!
Crowd: SHOWTIME!
Drake holds his left arm up and points out to the crowd. He nods his head as he moves his arm, panning through the crowd. He mouths the words "THANK YOU" to the crowd before handing the microphone to Justin and his shirt and title to the referee. He tugs on the ropes two times and stares his opponent up and down as he waits for the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
Ramone stares across the ring at the champion. Drake returns it as the come to the center of the ring. Jasmine stands between them and then gives the official start. Both men continue to stare at one another before Steve extends his hand out. Drake accepts it as the fans cheer. Both men step back a bit, sizing each other up as they circle one another. Drake goes for a quick lunge, but stops short as Ramone prepares for it. Green takes a few steps backward as they continue to circle one another.
Adams: This one has started off with a rare showing of respect from challenger, Steve Ramone and champion, Drake Green.
Simone: Both men know that the top prize here in SCW is on the line, but that doesn't mean they have to make things personal..
With the constant circling, Ramone is caught off guard for the slightest of moments when Green is suddenly behind him. He goes to swing backward, but Drake carries him back with a Float Over Suplex, landing him hard against the mat. He bounces off of the ropes and then comes crashing down with a Legdrop to the chest of The Fearless One. He lifts his stunned opponent, and then whips him across the ring. As he rebounds, Drake goes for a back body drop, but Ramone comes across hard with a kick to his chin. As he stumbles back, Steve lunges forward for a clothesline that levels Green. The crowd cheers for the rambunctious Ramone, who is leaping up in a quick display of celebration.
Simone: Steve Ramone is really taking it to the champion here tonight, isn't he?
Adams: Undoubtedly. This is Ramone's first opportunity, and in the worst case scenario, he wants to prove that he deserves more in the future. Best case scenario, he becomes our next SCW Heavyweight Champion.
The crowd cheers louder and louder until Ramone turns into a hard Spinning Heel Kick that nearly knocks the taste out of his mouth. He holds onto his jaw as he spins around in a full circle. As he comes back, Green hits a hard European Uppercut to Steve, and then moves behind him and plants him hard against the mat with a nearly perfect German Suplex that he hooks on for a pin.
Simone: We could be in for an early victory here from Drake.
1!
2!
KICKOUT!
Barely at the two count, Ramone slips his shoulder off of the mat. As he rolls off and Green gets up, The Fearless One darts forward with a barrage of heavy punches and kicks on the slightly larger Green. He uses this to his advantage as he backs him into a corner. He hits a hard knee to the gut, and then sizes Drake up for a Knife's Edge Chop to his chest. The crowd echoes a resounding "oooh!" before Ramone hits another. He looks around in satisfaction, nodding his head to the audience and their support.
Adams: This guy sure knows how to deliver a chop. You could probably hear those outside of the building tonight!
Simone: I agree with you there, Jason. Is that a first?
Adams: No, because I'm smart and stuff! Besides, you say that every other week…
With that distraction, Drake slips from out of the corner, holding onto his chest for a moment. He stands directly behind Ramone before he even realizes that Green had escaped the corner. The crowd looks stunned as Green wraps his arm around Ramone's throat and twists over with a Spinning Neckbreaker. It isn't long before Drake drops an elbow down onto Steve's chest, standing up and repeating the process quickly two more times. He drapes over Ramone who is staring up at the ceiling almost seeming a bit confused as his brain is shaken. He is then dragged to his feet by the confident champion and thrown over to the corner with precision. Green looks around for a moment and then crashes into Ramone with what is supposed to be a Flying Body Splash, but Ramone drops down quickly, causing Green to collide with the top turnbuckle. He wastes no time this time around as he rolls Drake up into a Schoolboy Pin.
1!
1.5!
Simone: Excellent form, but the execution was just a bit premature, not even getting a two count for The Fearless One there..
Adams: There is definitely no lack of guts or determination from Steve Ramone, tonight, or ever. You have to give him that at least.
Before the second count, Green kicks out. Steve grips onto his arms and lifts him up, shoving his head between his legs. He looks around quickly and then lifts Green up into a Powerbomb position. Green flails to try getting free, even trying for a punch to Ramone's face. It is all for nothing as Koji sends him down to the mat in a maneuver that shakes the entire ring, and the building as the cheers are nearly deafening. Ramone drops down for another pin.
1!
2!
2.75!
Green gets his shoulders up just in the nick of time. The crowd cheers, however, only starting a "Showtime" chant. Ramone slaps his leg in just a bit of frustration before getting back up to his feet. He picks Drake up off of the mat and then flings him into the ropes. As he rebounds, Ramone goes for a Back Body Drop, but Green lunges forward with a Flying Lariat that causes the young Ramone to stumble backward. Green bounces off of the ropes and comes forward, but The Fearless One finally gets that Back Body Drop he was seeking moments ago. Drake flops against the mat and rolls around holding his neck. Steve darts over to the nearest corner and quickly climbs to the top. Ramone looks around at the audience, watching as they are getting pumped up. As he turns around, Drake has made it to his feet. He clubs Ramone, causing him to fall split down the middle.
Adams: This is the third time in this match that Ramone has been distracted with trying to show off. If he hopes to defeat Drake Green and win the SCW Heavyweight Championship, he's got to focus his attention on the match more than the risk taking.
Simone: That is a mistake that could very well cost him tonight and if he isn't careful, it could cost him this title opportunity. Crowd support is important, but in moderation.
Drake hooks the arm of Ramone and climbs up to the second turnbuckle. Ramone fights back with a jab to Green's face. He fires back, and then climbs to the top turnbuckle. The two men balance there, fighting back and forth with punches, until Green gets the upper hand. He hooks his arm around Ramone's neck and then sets him up for a Superplex. Ramone hooks his leg around Drake's, nearly tripping the two up. He shoves Drake off, but Drake still has hold of Ramone's arm, and he swings him over in a mid-air Armdrag that sends the crowd into a frenzy. Both men lie out on the ground for a moment, rolling around in their own forms of pain. The audience pulls behind Drake Green, trying to coax him up to his feet. They slowly work their way there, The Fearless One getting there first. They exchange a few weary punches, both men a tad bit groggy. Ramone gets the upper hand, sending a hard right, following it up with a swift left.
Simone: The Fearless One Steve Ramone is letting that drive to win kick in and take control. The determination is written all over his face.
Adams: And every fist he delivers to Drake Green's face as well.
Ramone grabs onto Green to send him into the ropes, but Drake falls to one knee. As he does, he tugs Ramone forward with a Shoulderbutt. Drake stands up and then drags Ramone forward into another. This time, Steve follows it up with an offensive maneuver of his own, hitting an Axe Handle Smash across Green's back. He pulls him forward with a Belly-to-Back Suplex. He stands up, taking a deep breath as he stumbles back a few paces, leaning onto the turnbuckle to catch his breath. He shakes it off quickly and then darts forward, looking for an Elbow Smash, but Drake quickly moves out of the way. Ramone holds onto his elbow as he rolls back up to his feet.
Simone: Oh, that one looked like it hurt. Ramone has really stepped it up tonight, but you've got to do a lot more to take down Mr. Showtime.
Adams:It looks like these two are about to engage in a serious stare down. They both know that the end is near, and they are ready to fight for that victory.
Drake drives an elbow right into Ramone's face, knocking him back a few steps. He repeats this as the fans begin to cheer. Drake grabs onto Ramone's head and then sets him up for the Showstopper finisher, but Ramone wrestles his way out of it and boots Drake in the gut. He tries to set him up for the Fearless Shot, but Drake ducks it and punches him in the ribs.
Simone Both men are struggling to get the upper hand here, and both men are getting tired.
Adams: They've got their pride on the line and neither one wants to lose this one.
Drake breaks free but Ramone is right there with a clothesline. Drake falls down to the mat hard. Ramone retries for his finisher, but Drake waits for the right opportunity and nails Ramone with a hard punch that brings him to his knees. Drake quickly gets up and sets Ramone up for the Shopstopper, planting Ramone hard on the mat. The crowd cheers and jeers as Drake leans down for the cover.
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Justin Decent: Your winner via pinfall... DRRRRRRRAKE GREEEEEEEEEEEN!!!
Adams: Drake Green retains his title, but it is not without much of a fight from Steve Ramone!
Simone: That's right, and this won't be the last time we see Steve Ramone in the Main Event scene, I'm sure! But we're out of time for tonight. Join us next week for Climax Control!
"Burning Down the House" by The Used plays over the speakers as Drake's hand is raised in the air. The audience cheers for him as he celebrates, taking his title in his hands, and raising it high into the air. As Drake Green stands in the ring, Marshall Owens comes out onto the entrance ramp with a microphone in hand. He then raises it to his mouth and begins to call out the champ.
Owens: Oh no Drake, you don't get off that easily. You see, my client has been itching to get his hands on you ever since your little cowardly attack from earlier tonight. So here in a few moments, he is going to step from behind this curtain and he's….
Marshall stops momentarily, a confused look crosses his face. He looks back at the curtain, then towards Drake. As he taps his temple a few times…
Owens: Wait, I'm forgetting something? Am I missing a step?
A eureka look sweeps over his face as his index finger shoots up in the air.
Owens: Oh wait, I totally forgot.
At that moment, the fans erupt into shrieks of horror as Sean slides in from under the ropes with a steel chair in hand. As Drake spins around, he catches a chair shot square in the facial area, knocking him to the canvas.
Owens: I forgot about the Brilcream chairshot. How silly of me to forget that little tid bit of information.
Throwing the chair down, Sean looks down at his handy work, a smile on his face. He would have remained that way except…
Owens: No Sean, you aren't finished. Do you want to send a message, or do you want to send a MESSAGE?
A look of pure evil crosses Sean's face as he begins to take several steps backwards as Drake Green begins to stir. He manages to get up to his knees as Sean takes a running start and drills his knee into the back of Drake's skull, knocking him down and out. Again, Sean stands over his handy work, proud of his actions. Even as the boos rain down, it can't dampen his mood. However…
Owens: No Sean, send a MESSAGE!!!!
Nodding, Sean drags Drake's lifeless body towards the corner post, where the steel ring steps are positioned. As Sean slides out, he continues to drag Drake Green until half of his body is hanging off the apron.
Owens: Now Sean, deliver that message so EVERYONE understands what they're up against.
As he hoists Drake Green up on his shoulders, horrible memories of Justin Halliwell and Jamie Dean quickly come to mind. Sean then stands right next to the steel steps before executing a picture perfect Hook em Horns driver on the steps. The sickening thud of skin and bone crashing against metal is enough to make most cover their eyes or ears as the wailing of little children begin. This time as Sean stands over his handy work, Marshall is finally happy.
Owens: Now THAT is how you deliver a message Sean. Come, let's go so that these fair weathered fans can celebrate with what's left of their champion.
As instructed, Sean backs out slowly, continuing to admire the destruction. He then turns and makes his way up the ramp as the camera focuses on the downed Drake Green.
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