The crowd is alive with energy inside of the Hougang Stadium in Singapore, Singapore. The camera scans around the capacity crowd, cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favorites. The energy is at an obvious fever pitch when Justin Decent, standing inside of the ring alongside famed Singapore singer, Olivia Ong.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, on behalf of Christian Underwood, Mark Ward, and everyone in Sin City Wrestling, we would like to welcome you to the famed Hougang Stadium in Singapore, Singapore for Climax Control!
The fans in attendance cheer!
Justin: Now to sing the Singapore National Anthem, please help me welcome ... Olivia Ong!
The fans are on their feet, cheering the famed Singapore recording artist! Justin passes the house microphone to her and as the music begins to play, Olivia Ong opens the show...
Olivia Ong:Lái ba, xi-njia-po- rénmín,
Ràng wo(men gòngtóng xiàng xìngfú màijìn;
Wo(men chóngga-o de li(xia(ng,
Yào shi( xi-njia-po- chénggo-ng.
Lái ba, ràng wo(men yi( xi-n de ji-ngshén,
Tuánjié zài yi-qi(;
Wo(men qí she-ng hua-nhu-:
Qiánjìn ba, xi-njia-po-!
Qiánjìn ba, xi-njia-po-!
Lái ba, ràng wo(men yi( xi-n de ji-ngshén,
Tuánjié zài yi-qi(;
Wo(men qí she-ng hua-nhu-:
Qiánjìn ba, xi-njia-po-!
Qiánjìn ba, xi-njia-po-!
The song ends and the crowd cheers! Olivia Ong smiles and takes a bow before he passes the house mic back to the hands of Justin Decent and is assisted from the ring as the show is set to begin!
Simone: Hello and welcome to Climax Control. I'm Belinda Simone.
Adams: And I'm Oh e oh ah ah, twing tang walla walla bing bang, but you can call me Jason Adams.
Simone: Gonna be one of those nights, isn't it?
Adams: Fo' sho' lady!
Simone: Ugh. Anyway, we have six matches lined up for you tonight, each will be very entertaining.
Adams: My sheet says seven matches.
Simone: Your sheet doesn't say that people sleep late and miss flights. Anyway, we start off with a film star and a Nobody.
Adams: Sounds like the plot to Notting Hill, but it's not, former Bombshell Roulette champion Crystal Hilton is in action as she takes on Nobodies member, Alexis Edwards. Alexis had a successful debut not to long ago but Crystal is trying to get a grip back on the ladder and work her way to more championship gold. Should Crystal defeat Alexis, that will cause eyes to be opened in the SCW offices, but same could be said for Alexis. A lot on the line for these two ladies.
Simone: Sick and Twisted is the only way to describe the next lady in action.
Adams: I wouldn't call Traci Patterson that, but her opponent certainly fits the bill, as she takes on Twisted Sister. The twisted one isn't exactly known for being calm and collected in the ring, but she faces a big ol' challenge in one hell of a powerful lady. This comes down to simpleness, and trust me, I know a lot about simpleness. Either Twisted Sister will have to keep her head to be victorious, or Traci could rip off her head and claim victory.... That sounded more simple in my head, but it will be interesting to see how crazy competes with raw power.
Simone: I don't have a clue what you're saying but, on to the next one. Connor Murphy shocked people by joining The Nobodies, but tonight will be no easy task for him.
Adams: Former tag team champion Jeremiah Hardin recently claimed that he was happy to go for single gold too, and he had a chance to meet one of the top competitors for the Roulette championship in the form of Connor. Should Jeremiah win, this could thrust him to the top of the division and take a huge step towards his single gold aspirations. Connor is out there to prove that he is worthy of single gold himself after a big win over J2H recently. This one could be a show stealer.
Simone: Two bombshell SCW veterans go to war next.
Adams: Two women who have had so much gold, when you go in their houses, you need sunglasses to take off the glare of those replica belts. I can only be talking about Mercedes Vargas and Raynin. These two have been SCW loyal from day one and gone on to dominant division after division and tonight they will be putting it on the line for you all to show who is the best. Bookies stopped taking bets on this one as soon as it was announced because no one knows which way this one will go, but tonight, you lucky people will be finding out.
Simone: It wouldn't be a trip to Singapore without a Singapore cane match.
Adams: Yeah, but when you have a guy like Lord Raab in the ring, and his rival Travis Nathaniel Andrews in the ring, wanting to bash each others skulls in. You know this is about to get real ugly, real fast. Andrews cost Raab the SCW roulette slash violence championship and Raab has been looking for revenge since. This one is gonna get violent from the word go, because Raab is obsessed with getting revenge, Andrews in already in Raab's head, winning the mind games medal. This is gonna be brutality at it's finest.
Simone: Our main event promises to be one to remember.
Adams: Relative newcomer Melanie Gabrielle has the biggest chance of her life as she goes up against Bombshell Roulette champion Keira Fisher. Keira is an angry young lady at times, and was probably more so angry knowing she'd be facing Melanie, but this match has all the ingrediants for something special. We have the strong champion against the unknown quantity that is Melanie, determined to make her mark on SCW. When we throw in some roulette rules, this one is gonna be one for the ages.
Simone: Ok, make your cheesy last line count.
Adams: I camem-bare cheesy lines, so we feta get on with it, let's do this!
Simone: Oh brother.
"Ladies And Gentlemen" by Saliva erupts on the speakers and the crowd goes nuts as Kain and his manager, Ariel, step out of the curtain and look at the crowd. Kain puts the belt on his shoulder and smiles widely as Ariel takes his hand and they walk down the ramp together. The cameras are flashing rapidly, the crowd calls out for his name, and the noise still continues at a high level. Reaching the bottom of the ramp, Kain climbs up the steps, followed by his girl, and he opens the ropes for Ariel to go through before entering the ring after her. He stands in the middle and raises the title high and the crowd goes even more nuts than before! A microphone is handed to him by Justin Decent, who exits the ring and claps along with the commentaors and the crowd as Kain nods in acknowledgement. The music finally dies out, as does the crowd noise level, as Kain speaks.
Kain: Finally, at long last. After all the blood, sweat, and tears that I've poured into my wrestling career, it has finally culminated into a satisfying result that I've dreamed of for years!
Kain takes the title off his shoulder and looks down at it for a second, then raises it up high.Kain: The SCW World Heavyweight title is something that I've been looking to earning in my own way and FINALLY, it has happened. As of right here and now, I am your NEW SCW Heavyweight Champion!
The crowd goes nuts!
Kain: Today marks the start of a new era! As The King Of Kings, I expect to step down from my throne and battle all challengers in an effort to successfully retain the title. Unlike someone that I could mention, I WILL NOT and SHALL NOT rely on petty actions and low tricks to keep it. No, good people, I intend to use my own skills and wits to topple my foes and show them why I am the best at this point in time and why I'm FIT to become the SCW Heavyweight Champion that I always promised myself to be. Today is a day where, as far as the biggest prize in the business is concerned, a clean slate has occurred and we can start over. I make no promises except for one - that I will do EVERYTHING in my power to see this title defended properly and on a daily basis!
The crowd murmurs with approval while some are either cheering or booing Kain.
Kain: I also accomplished history by becoming the first male to ever attain the status of a Grand Slam champion! In other words, I held all the titles necessary to do so, the Roulette, The Internet, The Tag-Team, and now the SCW Heavyweight championship belt! I have a feeling that there are many backstage who are either happy of my success or jealous of it. For those that have congratulated me in the back, thank you! For those who are unhappy with this, I could honestly give than two shits about how you're feeling. I worked VERY HARD, gone through a lot of drawbacks and earned numerous victories to reach this point in my life. I didn't stay on the couch and asked for things to happen. No! I got out of the couch and GOT IT ALL ON MY OWN! No one in the world can take away this achievement and I, for one, am happy that I got to see the job done! I'm VERY happy to have earned this honor and will always carry it with me for the rest of my days until I perish from this Earth.
The crowd goes wild and most of the fans now cheer for Kain, although some boos can still be heard around the arena. Kain stops and takes it all in with a great, big sigh of relief before speaking once more.
Kain: I will be back in action and I can't wait to show the whole world what it truly takes to be the SCW Heavyweight champion for a good long time! Enjoy the rest of the show and THANK YOU to the fans for helping me get here. I wouldn't have done this without you at all. If it weren't for each and every one of you, whether you liked me or hated me, it has given me the motivation needed to pursue my dream and doing what I do best - kicking ass and taking names! So enjoy the rest of the show and I'll see you guys REAL SOON!
Kain throws the microphone back to Justin Decent. Ariel suddenly surprises her man with a HUGE kiss on the lips and the couple lovingly kiss as the crowd noise skyrockets to a whole new level! Kain and Ariel then break off the kiss and exit the ring, then walk up the ramp and exit backstage.
Aboard the Sun Princess Cruiseliner in Brisbane, Australia...
It's...
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome one-half of the owners of Sin City Wrestling -- Christian Underwood!
EMF's "Unbelievable" suddenly blares across the stadium's sound system and the crowd ignites, standing on their feet and cheering while all eyes turn to the stage atop the entrance aisle!
You'd have me tell no lies
You're always asking what it's all about
But don't listen to my replies
You say to me I don't talk enough
But when I do I'm a fool
These times I've spent, I've realized
I'm going to shoot through
And leave you"
Christian Underwood steps out onto the stage and is immediately greeted with louder cheers and fanfare by the capacity crowd as he pumps his fist and moves his body to the beat of the music!
Your purple prose just gives you away
The things, you say
You're unbelievable"
Clad in a matching set of cream colored dress slacks and shirt, with white dress shoes, Christian stares ahead at the ring before he starts down towards the ring, slapping hands along the way! Arriving at the ringside area, Christian looks out around at the fans who are cheering for his appearance and slaps more hands the entire way around the ringside area.
Adams: Do you think it's time for what I think it's time for?
Simone: I think we are about to find out just who will be hosting Summer XXXTreme in just three short weeks!
Adams: Oh. I was thinking about ordering for Chinese for dinner but that's good too!
You can ask us
Pushing down the relative
Bringing out your higher self
Think of the fine times
Pushing down the better few
Instead of bringing out the clues
To want the world and everything your asked to
Brace yourself with the grace of ease
I know this world ain't what it seems
(What the fuck was that?)
(It's unbelievable)"
He smiles briefly before he then climbs up the steps and once on the ring apron, he pauses to look out to the fans before he turns his back and moves his backside to the music. He then turns his back around against the ring and uses the top rope and flip back into the ring, landing on his feet. Christian then turns around to accept the house mic from Justin Decent, his face suddenly one of being 'all business'.
Christian pauses to wait for the fanfare to slowly subside before he begins to talk.
Christian:Okay everyone, I hope that you're all out there having a great time tonight!
The fans cheer and applaud. Christian frowns and pretends to poke a finger at his ear and shakes his head before shrugging and turning back to again address the fans.
Christian:The sound system must be acting up. I said -- I hope you're all out there having a great time tonight!
This time the crowd responds with raucous cheers and whistles, as Christian eggs them on to get louder. Once he is finally satisfied, he holds a hand up and begins to speak.
Christian:Now I am not one of those wrestling bosses that likes to take time away from the wrestling and the actual wrestlers *coughs*TripleHandStephanie*coughs*...hm, excuse me. I am the type of boss that enjoys directing traffic without having to cram my face on camera every ten minutes as a means to satisfy my own ego. I don't spend my time going out and getting drunk with a certain Bleached Blonde Champion, I mean, Bombshell Champion and her husband.
Adams: Gee, who MIGHT he be talking bout?
Simone: I can only imagine how Twitter will be lit up after this tonight.
Back to the ring as Christian is obviously enjoying the laughter and cheers from the capacity crowd in the stadium's seating.
Christian:I am here for one reason, and only one; to make a very special announcement that I have been promising for the past week, and have been hinting about on Twitter. Mark and I....
At the naming of Christian's "frienemy" and business partner, "Hot Stuff" Mark Ward, the fans start to boo. Christian winces and nods in understanding, but waves the boos off and soon enough, the fans quiet down.
Christian:Mark and I talked and we decided that for our third annual Summer XXXTreme spectacular, we needed to do something special. We needed to make certain that this year, our big summer event would be remembered by one and all for years to come! And what better way than by bringing in a special celebrity to serve as the host for this historic event!
Adams: Who is it!?
Simone: If you'd quiet down, we'd find out!
Christian:Mark was busy recovering from one of his late night outs with Mikah and Gavin Stephens...
And at the naming of the World Bombshell Champion, Christian is again greeted with a negative response from the fans. This time he smiles in an impish way as he waits for the men, women and children to get it out of their system before he continues.
Christian:So as I was saying, while Mark was in -- 'recovery', he gave me the green light to go ahead and hire the host or hostess for Summer XXXTreme, the one stipulation being, it had to be somebody big and somebody that would draw a gate! And I am proud to say that I nailed it on both counts! As a matter of fact, not only did I get a mega star to host Summer XXXTreme, I also went one further and hired a second special guest to make an appearance to go along with our special host!
Simone: If you don't loosen your grip on our table, Jason, you're liable to flip it over.
Adams: I WANNA KNOW!!!
Christian:I've been getting approached left and right by Superstar and Bombshell alike, asking me who this host was. They've promised me one and all that they could keep a secret, but c'mon!
Christian chuckles.
Christian:Keep a secret? In THIS business!? Yeah. Not going to happen. Nobody knows who the host is going to be, not even Mark! And we all know just how much he loves a surprise. I know.
Christian nods.
Christian:I am a wicked tease, but the time for teasing is over! The time for each and every one of you to find out just who our special Host for Summer XXXTreme III is here!
Adams: Host! That means a man, right!?
Simone: Will you keep qui-
Adams: Are you going to talk through this whole announcement!?
Christian points away from the ring, to the large SCW-Tron above the stage and entrance.
Christian:Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you the Host for Summer XXXTreme III...
The screen of the SCW-Tron comes to life and a flurry of images is broadcast on the screen, flashing by one after the other in rapid succession until it finally settles on...
The crowd erupts in cheers!
Adams: The guy from "Twilight" is hosting Summer XXXTreme?
Simone: That's not Robert Pattinson you twit! It's former World Heavyweight Champion Drake Green! Drake Green is returning to SCW to host Summer XXXTreme!
Christian:Ladies and gentlemen, the official Host for Summer XXXTreme III -- DRAKE GREEN!!!
Christian holds the mic up as the crowd drowns everything out with deafening fanfare! Christian passes the mic back to Justin Decent and climbs back out of the ring. He smiles brightly as he makes his way back up the aisle, slapping hands along the way.
Adams: Oh I bet Mark is just LOVING this!
Justin: The following contest is a singles match, introducing first....
The lights in the arena go black as “Freak Like Me” by Halestorm plays over the sound system. Red strobe lights shine around and thick smoke fills the entrance. A figure emerges from behind the curtain, dressed in a baggy black hoodie. The crowd in attendance gives off a mixed reaction of boos and cheers as the hooded figure moves to the music before she pulls the hood back revealing herself to be Alexis Edwards.
Justin: From formerly Phoenix, Arizona, weighing in at one hundred and twenty pounds, she is Alexis Edwards!
She ignores the fans, pretending as though she can’t hear them at all before she dashes her way down to the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope. She jumps up to her feet, raising her right hand in the air as she unzips her hoodie with her left then removes it, tossing it across the ring where it lands on the top rope. She makes her way over to one of the corner turnbuckles as her music dies down and she stares towards the backstage curtain, waiting for her opponent.
Justin: And her opponent
All of a sudden "Superstar" by Lupe fiasco starts playing all over the Pa system. Two lights are pointed at the entrance way. Crystal Emerges through the curtains and is greeted by multiple pyros that start shooting off one by one.Justin: From Los Angeles, California, weighing in at one hundre and fifteen pounds, she is Crystal Hilton!
The crowd roars at her with a loud ovation of cheers and she slowly makes her way out walking down the aisle. Crystal cracks a grin as her photographers line up to take a picture of her. She finally makes it to the ring and places one foot on the apron and stretches the other one on the apron as well. She does a split to enter the ring and she finally makes it to her feet. She smiles bouncing around a bit as she awaits her opponent to come out..
DING DING DING
Alexis and Crystal are circling each other as the bell as already sounded. They lunge toward each other with a collar elbow tie up but Alexis catches her with a swift kick to the gut instead. Alexis follows the kick up with a few right jabs across the face followed by a few lefts. Crystal looks like a drunk woman as she staggers left to right following each punch. Alexis looks for a hard clothesline but Crystal grabs a hold of it and slings her across the ring with an arm drag. Alexis pops back up to her feet only to get thrown again by another arm drag. Crystal follows up the second arm drag with a front dropkick which sends Alexis out to the arena floor.
Simone: This is the opening contest and the action as already spilled out of the ring.
Adams: Two hot babes fighting, life can't get much better than this.
Crystal bounces up and down in the ring for a few seconds before sprinting towards one side of the ring. She comes charging at the side Alexis is on, leaps over the top rope and connects with a body splash. Crystal rolls completely off of Alexis as she smacks her head against the floor. Crystal hops back up and begins to lay in several boots into Alexis's head. The sound from each stomp echoes through the arena. Crystal bends down to pick Alexis up by her hair but gets thrown head first into the barricade. Alexis rolls over onto her knees, grabs at her head while groggily standing back up. She notices Crystal is doing the same thing and decides to shoot her back into the barricade with shotgun knees.
Simone: Alexis is pulling new stuff out from her bag of tricks.
Adams: She better keep on the offensive.
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Jacob Summers has already started his count as both ladies haven't paid any attention to me thus far. Crystal is still struggling to make it back up to her feet as Alexis has created some distance between them.
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Jacob is getting close to counting both women out until Alexis rolls under the bottom rope.
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Jacob is just about to say nine when Crystal hops up onto the ring apron. Jacob is ordering for Crystal to get inside the ring this instant but she just throws a hand towards him. Alexis, on the other hand, gets back up to her feet while pointing towards her head. She clearly thinks Crystal is still down and out. However, right as she turns around, Crystal springs off the top ring rope and connects with a flying clothesline. Alexis drops back down to the canvas as Crystal rolls through and jumps back up to her feet.
Alexis jumps down in front of Crystal as she leaps over her a little. Right as Crystal is about to rebound, Alexis springs up off the canvas and catches Crystal with a rib rattling nobody tackle.
Adams: SPEAR! SPEAR! SPEAR!
Simone: What an impressive move by Alexis
Crystal grasps at her midsection as Alexis goes for the quick pinfall victory.
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Crystal manages to sneak a shoulder up right before Jacob's hand strikes the canvas for a third time. Alexis seems a little livid as she starts to argue with the referee. She knows that should have been a three count but the Jacob keeps telling her it was a two. While Alexis continues to argue with Jacob, Crystal uses this time to crawl towards the corner. Alexis catches a glimpse of Crystal in the corner and charges toward her. Before reaching the corner, Alexis leaves her feet looking to land a corner dropkick but Crystal sidesteps her at the last second. When Crystal does that, Alexis straddles the middle turnbuckle. With Alexis in the position, Crystal takes Alexis by the shoulders before driving both of her knees into the small of Alexis's back.
Simone: That was just nasty.
Adams: Yeah but that move did the same amount of damage to Crystal as it did to Alexis.
Crystal continues to grasp at her midsection while slowly getting back up to her feet. Alexis is also slowly making it back up to her feet as the crowd has no idea on who to cheer for in this match. The one chant that continues throughout is "This is Awesome!" and another chant seems to be building "We want CANDY!" That last chant seemed to get underneath the skin of Crystal who decides to turn up a notch. As Alexis almost to a vertical base, Crystal surprises her with another dropkick which sends her back first into the corner. The middle of Alexis's back smacks hard on the exposed steel second turnbuckle. While Alexis is still in the corner, Crystal starts to stomp Alexis hard in the midsection. Crystal steps onto the second rope and repeatedly strikes Alexis across the head with her foot.
Crystal drops back down to her feet as she grabs a hold of Alexis and hits a running bulldog driving her face first into the canvas. Thinking she may of won the match, Crystal shoots the half while hooking the near leg.
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Alexis rolls her shoulder out before the count of three. "We want Candy" chants continue to get louder as Crystal screams shut up at the live crowd.
Simone: It's pretty safe to say that Candy Overton is well loved here in Singapore. These chants are starting to make Crystal go insane.
Adams: Which is weird because she's not even in the match.
Crystal grabs a handful of Alexis's hair, sits her up while wrapping her right arm across her throat. Jacob checks to make sure this isn't a chokehold. Crystal continues to apply pressure as he asks Alexis if she wants to give it up. She shakes her hand no while working to stand up. Crystal shifts her weight a bit but doesn't seem to stop Alexis from standing to her feet. Alexis reaches up, grabs around Crystal's head, drops down into a seated position and crushing Crystal's jaw on top of her own head.
Crystal's jaw does bounce off a little as she staggers backwards while grabbing at her chin. Alexis is rubbing the top of her head while shaking the cobwebs loose. She gets back up to her feet though as Crystal is still holding her chin. Crystal lounges with a clothesline attempt which Alexis catches and looks to shoot her off toward the ropes. However Alexis keeps a tight grip on Crystal's arm, pulls her back in and connecting with her own clothesline. Alexis doesn't let go as she picks Crystal up and drops her for a second time. Not satisfied after the second, Alexis picks her up one more time while looking for a third clothesline but Crystal ducks the third clothesline attempt. The last second evasion causes Alexis to swing wildly and staggers forward a bit. Crystal measures Alexis while standing with her feet shoulder length apart. Alexis goes to turn toward Crystal but gets caught with a wicked kick to the side of her head.
Adams: Alexis is now seeing them FLASHING LIGHTS.
Crystal goes for the quick cover right as Alexis falls in the middle of the ring.
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Jacob Summers calls for the bell as Crystal mouths "DID YOU SEE THAT CANDY?"
Justin: Here is your winner.....CRYSTAL HILTON
"Superstar" strikes up as Crystal Hilton has her hands raised high above her head.
Backstage Connor Murphy is wandering around the equipment that interns have gotten ready for the night. Coming up to the Singapore canes, he stops and caresses one as a camera films him.
Connor: Wow, somebody left their toys around where Nobody could get them.
Picking up one, Connor lets it swish in the air as he swings it back and forth, a violent smile crossing his features.
Connor: It’s a good thing that Raab and Travie aren’t here with me having my hands on this. I know that Raab would love to play and I know that I would love to give him a preview of his match tonight. Guess that one of the reasons they have me face Hardin is because of how much I would crave using this cane to remind everyone just how violent I can be.
While Connor talks and chuckles, he doesn’t see Raab appear behind him. Moving stealthily, Raab grabs a second cane and swings it wildly into the back of Murphy sending him to the floor. Continuing to beat him, Raab can be heard to growl something at Connor who fights his way to his knees, urging Raab to hit him again.
Simone: It looks like Connor is getting Raab ready for his match against TNA later tonight.
Adams: If security doesn’t stop this, Connor isn’t going to survive to Summer XXXTreme.
Raab winds up the cane and slams it against the temple of Connor once again sending him to the floor with blood flying as Security manages to pull the masked man away from the downed Nobody. Suddenly as Raab is pulled out of view, a coughing laugh comes from the body on the floor who fights his way to a seated position and pulls himself against the wall, laughing maniacally and coughing.
The camera came up and showed Traci Patterson in the back of the arena getting ready and it was clear from the look on her face that she was nervous ahead of her match with Twister Sister later on. Just then there was the sound of a door opening and her face looked shocked as she looked off screen.
Traci Patterson: What the hell are you doing here?
The camera moved around to show Katie Patterson looking at her sister. It was clear Traci wasn’t happy to see her.
Katie Patterson: I’m here to see you compete tonight from ringside!
Traci walked over to her and grabbed her arm.
Traci Patterson: I told you that I didn’t want you here tonight. This twisted sister is bad news and I can’t have you out there.
Katie Patterson: Look Traci I’m not a kid I can handle myself out there!
Traci started to drag her sister out of the room and down the hall.
Traci Patterson: No Katie you are not doing this you are leaving now.
Katie tried to fight against this but of course she didn’t have much success after all she was no match for Traci power.
Katie Patterson: No you can’t do this.
Traci Patterson: I will and there is nothing you can say that will stop me.
Katie Patterson: Mom says that you have to have me at ringside.
Traci stopped and looked at Katie who stared at her.
Traci Patterson: I’m sorry what?.
Katie Patterson: Mom says that you have to let me be at ringside when you compete here tonight.
Traci looked at her and she went red in her face as she spoke.
Traci Patterson: You called mom on me? Are you kidding me!
Katie Patterson: No and she said you must have me at ringside tonight!
Traci let out a frustrated sigh as she burned a hole through Katie who looked on at her clearly standing her ground on this.
Traci Patterson: Fine but so help me if you get in trouble tonight!
Katie Patterson: Trust me nothing will go wrong!
It was clear from the look on Traci face she didn’t buy that for a second.
SCW WORLD BOMBSHELL CHAMPIONSHIP
Mikah © vs Veronica Taylor vs Amanda Cortez
Goth can be seen walking backstage as he is interrupted by Pussy Willow.
Pussy Willow: Can I ask you a few questions???
Goth looks at her and nods his head, but isn’t thrilled to do so.
Pussy Willow: We are moments away from the match between Raab and Travis, surely that match will be most interesting for you??
Goth stares at her, with a bit more interest seeing that the question intriques him.
Goth:: If I am interested to watch a match of a violent former champion and the guy that helped me win this belt?? Look, I get it. You are young, you are brass. You want to make a name for yourself on the expense of someone else, the problem for young Travis is that he did it with the wrong guys. Look, I have played that role and paid my dues, if he feels I’m not relevant. Then he better watch out tonight, because I have decided to pay a closer look during that match.
Pussy Willow: How is the hunt for Shipman going??
Goth’s attitude changes to a dark angry one, he shakes his head no.
Goth:: Do you see Shipman’s blood on my hands?? Do you see Sapphira by my side?? No you don’t, so there’s your answer. And how badly I want to have my hands around his throat, this time it is a night where some young punk just may get a lesson one way or the other. Now get out of my sight!!
With that Goth walks off, leaving Pussy Willow standing
Justin: The following match is scheduled for one fall… introducing first...
Here Come The Boom - POD starts to play over the PA System and the fans get up to their feet. With that Traci and Katie walk out from behind the curtain. Traci then poses on the top of the stage with Katie points at Traci. The pair then walk down to the ring and slap fans hands as they do this. Katie then gets up on the apron and holds the ropes open for Traci. Traci then slips in and walks over to the corner. She then poses on the turnbuckles while Katie claps her. Traci then gets down and opens the ropes for Katie to leave before focusing on her opponent.
Justin: Being accompanied to the ring by Katie Patterson. From Dallas, Texas…Traci Patterson.
The rock band Twisted Sister's anthem of "Burn In Hell" blares across the building and the crowd boos as Twisted Sister is escorted through the stage curtains by professional security, her arms bound around her in a secured straight jacket. She screams wildly, thrashing and kicking her legs as the guards have to practically have to carry her to the ring.
Justin: And her opponent. Hailing from Los Angeles, California… Twisted Sister.
At ringside, they carefully unfasten her straight jacket and she quickly climbs into the ring and dashes around, screaming like a lunatic.
Referee Drew Patton indicates for the bell to be rung…
Ding…
Ding…
As Twisted Sister continues to dash around like a mad woman, Traci takes her eyes off Twisted Sister for a brief moment, and in those brief few moments, Twisted Sister crashes into Traci, which knocks her out of the ring much to the surprise of Traci, as she scrambles to her feet, as Katie check on her.
Simone: Such a rookie mistake from Traci there, you shouldn’t take your eyes off your opponent at any given time.
Adams: Especially if it’s Twisted Sister.
With Traci and Katie distracted with each other, they fail to see Twisted Sister slide out of the ring and tip toe round raising her finger in a shushing motion before sneaking up behind them, before pushing Katie into Traci knocking them both to the floor.
Adams: What has Twisted Sister got planned here.
Twisted Sister screams at the top of her lungs before grabbing Katie and pulling her to her feet, where she whips her into the guard rail, as Katie screams out in pain, however, it is not over for her, as Twisted Sister picks her up and places her on the barrier and hits the Manic Compression (Rubik’s Cube) onto the hard floor, knocking Katie out.
Simone: This is just sickening, Katie isn’t a wrestler.
Adams: Twisted Sister doesn’t discriminate, but even that was too brutal for me, come on ref disqualify her.
Traci meanwhile shakes off the cobwebs and catches the tail end of the Manic Compression on Katie. Balling her fists, Traci charges and screams and clubs the back of Twisted Sister over and over, as Drew Patton tries to take control of the match and orders them into the ring, as he quickly checks on Katie and throw up an X before turning his attention back to Traci and Twisted Sister.
Simone: Come on Drew, end this match not just throw up an X and let the match continue.
Adams: I want to check on here.
Simone: You have a job to do, but where the hell are the medics.
A couple of medics come rushing down to the aid of Katie, as Traci continues to lays in a few more clubs to the back of Twisted Sister, Traci grabs Twisted Sisters wild hair and plants her face into the barrier before throwing her into the ring and following close behind. Getting to her feet Traci lays in several boots to Twisted Sisters body before once again grabbing Twisted Sister by the hair and places her in the corner, but before Traci can go for her next move, Twisted Sister resorts to poking the eye of Traci.
Simone: About time.
Adams: Traci isn’t showing any concern for her sister, just wants to focus on Twisted Sister and beat the living hell out of her.
With Traci temporarily distracted, Drew Patton admonishes Twister Sister for the eye poke but she ignores it and grabs Traci by the hair and begins to punch her, but Traci quickly responds back with a punch of her own, which makes Twisted Sister let go of Traci’s hair and delivers another punch of her own.
Simone: Twisted Sister is really pushing the limits here, first taking out a non-wrestler and now eye poking.
Adams: Twisted Sister doesn’t care, but she does care that Traci is fighting back. Come on Traci.
This soon develops into a brawl between the two, as they trade shots with the crowd getting behind Traci and cheer every single of her shots and boo all of Twisted Sisters, until Traci gets the upper hand and punches twice as hard making Twisted Sister stagger backwards and in that moment, Traci delivers a discus clothesline, which sends Twisted Sister to the mat.
Adams: Crowd really getting behind Traci here… Boo!
Simone: Are you cheering along?
Adams: YEAH. And yes.
Traci then gets to her knee, where she synchs in a sleeper hold around the neck of Twisted Sister, who fights the hold as much as she can, but quickly begin to fades and her movements slow, as the ref moves and in grabs Twisted Sisters arm and raises it once and it falls.
Simone: Traci is really using that extra 3lbs to her advantage… what a discus clothesline and now Traci has Twisted Sister on the back foot.
1…
Adams: Quicker Drew.
Drew Patton does it again and again Twisted Sister arm falls…
2…
Adams: One more!!
Drew raises Twisted Sister’s arm once more and goes to let go but it stays up, as Twisted Sister slowly begins to fight back and slowly gets to her feet, where she elbows Traci a few times to get her to release the hold, which partly works, as Twisted Sister turns and goes to use her upper arm against the side of Traci’s head, but Traci ducks and hits a German Suplex and then goes for a quick cover.
Simone: Twisted Sister isn’t quite out of this, as she fights back.
Adams: Traci though has her scouted and hits a German Suplex and goes for a pin.
1…
Kickout…
Adams: Traci needs to wear Twisted Sister down further.
Traci slaps the mat and quickly get to her feet and grabs Twisted Sister by the hair and pulls her up and prepares to hit her sitout chokebomb, however, Twisted Sister counters and delivers a kick to Traci’s stomach and hits a DDT.
Simone: Twisted Sister has just turned the tables on Traci.
Springing to her feet, Twisted Sister bounces off the nearby ropes and delivers an elbow drop, before quickly getting to her feet again and repeats the process and delivering another elbow drop and then goes for a quick pin.
1…
2…
Kickout…
Simone: Twisted Sister is going to have to do a lot more to pin Traci.
Adams: Traci isn’t going to be pinned so easily.
Twisted Sister screams at Drew, before getting to her feet and picking up Traci and sets up and hits a pump handle slam and then goes for another pin.
1…
2…
3… No!
Adams: Traci barely kicked out of that, but she is refusing to stay down.
Simone: Nobody wants to be beaten by Twisted Sister.
Twisted Sister slaps the mat and once again screams at Drew Patton declaring that was three, before he sticks to a two count and Twisted Sister rolls herself out of the ring with something else in mind to pin Traci once and for all.
Simone: Where is she going?
Twisted Sister climbs out of the ring and begin to look for something underneath the ring, which she eventually pulls out a chair and slides herself and the chair in, where she stands to her feet and menacingly towers over Traci with the chair above her head, however, Drew Patton grabs the chair and a short tug of war ensue between the two.
Simone: What has Twisted Sister got planned here… she knows she will get DQ’d.
Adams: Chair.
With Twisted Sister being the strongest, Drew appears to be losing the battle, however, he threatens her with disqualification and she lets go, which ends up with Drew falling on his ass, much to the delight of the fans. Scrambling to his feet, he shouts at Twisted Sister, before picking up the chair and prepares to remove it from the ring.
Simone: As entertaining that is Twisted Sister is hell of a lot stronger than Drew and Drew is going to lose.
Adams: He just lost and ended up on his ass. Crowd love it, but Drew doesn’t look happy.
With Drew Patton distracted as he removes the chair, Twisted Sister takes the opportunity to pull some brass knucks from her tights and as Traci staggers to her feet, Twisted Sister punches Traci on the side of the head, before throwing away the brass knucks and going for the pin.
Simone: Drew turn around!
Adams: No… not like this…
1…
2…
3…
Justin: Winner of this match… Twisted Sister
Simone: Twisted Sister unfortunately wins in an unscrupulous manner.
Adams: Bad night for the Patterson sisters.
Twisted Sisters music hits over the p.a, as she celebrates inside the ring, as Drew checks on Traci Patterson.
SCW INTERNET CHAMPIONSHIP
Despayre © vs Blaque Hart Bruce Evans
The lights in the arena go out as the beat to "The Nobodies" by Marilyn Manson plays over the speakers. As the electric organ picks up, a red light flashes across the screen as random faces begin to show on the screen. As the words start up, four men wearing hooded jackets and masks come out onto the ramp.. The lights come on at a dim tone, flashing as the four figures slowly make it down to the ringside area.
Simone: This seems to be becoming a regular thing here. More words of wisdom from a seventeen year old kid...
Adams: In a lot of ways, he's like his father in that he really knows how to take charge.
As the music picks up, one of the figures pulls his hood back, yanking his mask off to reveal Tim Staggs. He looks around at the crowd giving off a mixed reaction as he points to the ropes with authority. Getting annoyed at having to repeat himself, Tim spits an order as two of the figures sit down on the ropes. Tim rolls his eyes as he steps through the ropes, bumping into one of them. One Tim is inside, the other masked members of The Nobodies step inside of the ring as they all work their way around the ring, getting the crowd worked up, some with cheers and others with jeers. Once they settle down, the lights turn up some as Tim looks up. He looks to one of the hooded figures, and without having to say a word, the shortest of the hooded figures walks over to the ropes, ordering a microphone from Justin Decent. Once Justin scurries to bring one to the figure, the figure kindly hands it over to Tim. Tim studies the microphone for a moment, organizing his thoughts carefully.
Simone: I must say, for a kid of seventeen years old, he definitely knows how to get a reaction from the crowd, whether it be good or bad.
Adams: Again, an infamous trait from the Staggs Family.
Tim takes in a deep breath as he hovers over the microphone intensely.
Tim: It's time for your public service announcement, brought to you by the voice of the vvv...
*SMACK!*
One of the masked Nobodies charges forward, cutting Tim off with a serious Superkick to the jaw that immediately drops the young superstar! The crowd goes silent as the figure looks to the others.
Simone: What the...?!?
Adams: One of Tim's masked buddies just nailed him with a Superkick! That takes a lot of balls when you're outnumbered three to one inside the ring!
The shortest of the three masked Nobodies looks down at Tim’s barely moving form before raising his hand to his mask and ripping it off.
Simone: IT’S STEVE RAMONE!
Adams: AND IF THE TALLER NOBODIES ARE WHO I THINK THEY ARE THEN TIM’S IN FOR A WORLD OF HURT!
The taller Nobodies remove their masks revealing themselves to be Andreas Bergfalk and Cyrus King AKA Steve’s bodyguards in a moment that, for the first time in months, gets a massive pop for Steve as the three men immediately start laying the boots to Tim Staggs, after a few moments Steve picks up Tim before holding him in place as Andreas charges…..
Simone: OFF WITH HIS HEAD!
Adams: I think I saw Tim’s head land in the cheap seats!
Tim drops like a sack of potatoes and a close up off his head reveals that the Running Big Boot busted him open, this time it’s Cyrus’s turn to put the hurt on Tim as he scrapes Tim off that matt before planting him with the Bow Down to the King.
Simone: Where are the rest of the Nobodies?!
Adams: Good question!
Steve points to the nearest turnbuckle and Andreas and Cyrus nod before dragging Tim over, they hold him down but before he climbs the turnbuckle Steve has one last thing to say.
Steve: YOU ARE A DISGRACE TO THE STAGGS LEGACY!
Which he follows up by spitting in the youngster’s face and climbing the turnbuckle.
Simone: WHAT FEAR?
Adams: And here comes the cavalry!
Connor Murphy and several masked Nobodies charge down to the ring but Steve sees them coming and whispers something to Cyrus who nods, once they are close enough to the ring apron Steve and Cyrus charge at the ropes before nailing the Nobodies with Stereo Suicide Dives in a move that brings the fans to their feet.
Simone: It’s easy to forget that Cyrus is very agile for a man of his size.
Adams: Agile or not they’ll be hell to pay when Tim recovers.
Steve and Cyrus are joined by Andreas as the trio make their way up the ramp with Steve shouting “You won the match but not the war” before they disappearing backstage.
The camera cuts to a hall backstage, where Natalie McKinley can be seen, leaning against the wall, looking at something on her phone. Within a matter of seconds, Pussy Willow appears.
Pussy Willow: Hey, Natalie!
Natalie turns her attention away from her phone, to look at the reporter.
Natalie: Hi, Pussy.
Pussy Willow: So is he here?
Natalie frowns.
Natalie: Is who here?
Pussy Willow: Simon - Simon Jones.
Natalie shrugs her shoulders.
Natalie: I don't know - I haven't seen him.
Pussy Willow: Okay. Well, thanks anyway.
Pussy Willow is about to walk away, when Natalie stops her.
Natalie: Wait; aren't you going to ask me how I am - how my recovery is progressing? Last time you saw me, my left arm was in a sling, after having dislocated my shoulder a couple of days beforehand.
Pussy Willow: Sorry, Natalie - I don't have time.
Pussy Willow wanders off, leaving Natalie stood on her own again; Natalie sighs.
Natalie: Out of sight, out of mind.
Natalie then returns her attention to her phone, as the scene cuts away.
"Syndrome" blares as Horace Jackson comes walking out from behind the curtain. The Singapore crowd are going insane as the "Beast From The East" has made his return to Sin City Wrestling. Jason Adams and Belinda Simone are equally surprised to see this larger than life legend make a rare appearance.
Adams: It's Horace Jackson. I guess The Force has returned
Simone: It is so great to see Horace again.
The happy return is cut very short as a man wearing a gray hoodie hops the barricade and begins whacking Horace relentlessly with some sort of weapon.
Adams: Where is the security when you need them
Simone: Who is this man? Why is he attacking Horace?
The man in the gray hoodie turns halfway toward the camera as he pulls the hood off his head. A loud gasp befalls the crowd as well as Belinda and Jason.
Adams: It's Travis NATHANIEL ANDREWS.
Simone: What in the hell is he doing?
Travis grabs Horace by his jacket collar and drags him toward the ring. He reaches into his hoodie pocket and pulls out a microphone. The Singapore crowd are still in shock as Travis looks across the stadium.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: Are you fucking surprised? Are you really fucking surprised? For the past few months, I have heard Lord Raab, Goth, Connor Murphy, Andrew Watts and those damn Nobodies call me a fucking joke. I have heard from Lord Raab that I'm not violent enough that I will get what's coming to me. Hey Raab, are you watching your fucking monitor right now? This man right here.
He takes a quick pause in order to show Horace's bloodied face.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: He was once a prominent fixture in this company until I took his place. Every once in a blue moon, he returns to hog my spotlight and I am tired of it. Just like I am tired of you Raab. You want to unleash the meanest bastard inside Travis Nathaniel Andrews, well I hope you can live with the consequences. I haven't told anyone this but I have a vicious mean streak. I try very hard to control it but once someone pisses me the fuck off. All bets are off. Lord Raab, what I did to you in Sri Lanka was only the beginning. Tonight, I SLAY THE MONSTER. Tonight, I CONQUER THE GERMAN SHITSTORM. Tonight, these cretins will remember you as the man who got his ass kicked by THE PHENOMENON. If you got a problem with that Raab, then I suggest one thing.
Travis hooks Horace underneath his chin while placing the Singapore cane around his arms before driving him face first into the side of the ring.
Simone: Sin City Drifter, he nearly broke Horace's nose clean off.
Travis gets to one knee as his eyes narrow in on the camera.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: DEAL WITH IT.
"I'm Back" strikes up over the loud system as Travis surveys the scene before heading towards the back. A few medics are coming to Horace's aide as we cut to commercial.
A spotlight is shone on the ramp as Dark Tiger and Jeremiah stand on the ramp, and they head down the ring. The Fans go wild for them, and Jeremiah fist bumps with the fans.
Justin Decent: Ladies and Gentlemen. Making his way to the ring, Being accompanied to the ring by “the Beast of Darkness” Dark Tiger and Diamond, weighing in at 245 pounds, he is.... “Big Tiger” Jeremiah Hardin!!!
Dark Tiger steps over the ring ropes and Jeremiah lowers the ropes for Diamond as she enters and he enters the ring and they get in the ring, and Diamond rips off Jeremiah’s camo pants to reveal his wrestling gear and she kisses Jeremiah and she leaves the ring. Dark Tiger pats Jeremiah on the back before stepping near the ropes, not leaving the ring entirely.
The lights in the arena go out as the beat to "The Nobodies" by Marilyn Manson plays over the speakers. As the electric organ picks up, a red light flashes across the screen as random faces begin to show on the screen. As the words start up, Connor Murphy walks out from behind the curtains, wearing his hooded jacket, facing the ground as he approaches the ramp. Behind him, Tim Staggs and Alexis Edwards walk out at each side. Tim stops at his right, and Alexis on his left. They take one step forward before Tim holds his arm out to block Connor.
Justin Decent: Aaaaand his opponent! Making his way to the ring, Being accompanied by Tim Staggs and Alexis Edwards, weighing in at 185 pounds, he is.... Connor Murphy!!!
They share a wide grin as Tim looks back to the curtains, motioning for more to join them. Nine more figures walk out behind them as they come toward the ring. Jeremiah and Sebastian look a bit concerned, though not discouraged in the least. Diamond almost seems to welcome it as she mouths something to Alexis, which gets her a middle finger in response. The masked Nobodies surround the ring as Connor, Tim, and Alexis climb onto the apron. Tim and Alexis sit on the middle rope, but Connor launches himself up and over the top rope, giving a playful sneer in their direction. Tim and Alexis shrug their shoulders as they enter the ring, standing behind Connor as The masked ones close in on the ring. Referee Holly Wood urges them back, threatening dejection from ringside. Tim nods, and they oblige. After a few words between Tim and Sebastian, and Alexis and Diamond, the escorts exit the ring, but they don't break eye contact with their respective foes. Connor and Jeremiah stand across the ring from one another, glaring as they prepare themselves for the match.
DING! DING! DING!
Connor stares intensely at Jeremiah, spouting off a few bits of trash talk. Jeremiah returns nothing as they come to the center of the ring. Referee Holly Wood stands between them and then gives the official start, but not after grabbing a handful of their backsides, playing innocent as she backs away. Both men stare at her in shock for a moment before they step back a bit, sizing each other up as they circle one another. Jeremiah goes for a quick lunge, but stops short as Connor prepares for it. Jeremiah takes a few steps backward as they continue to circle one another.
Adams: These guys are playing it smart here. You don't want to rush in when you don't know much about your opponent.
Simone: Both men want to take this win. Jeremiah and Connor are both known for their ability to conserve energy for the proper moment.
With the constant circling, Connor is caught off guard for the slightest of moments by Tim walking toward the much larger Sebastian, when Jeremiah is suddenly behind Connor. He goes to swing backward, but Jeremiah 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 Connor. He lifts his stunned opponent, and then whips him across the ring. As he rebounds, Jeremiah goes for a Back Body Drop, but Connor comes across hard with a kick to his chin. As he stumbles back, Connor lunges forward for a Clothesline that levels Jeremiah. The crowd jeers at the rambunctious Connor , who is leaping up in a quick display of celebration.
Simone: It is unlike Connor to celebrate, but when you are getting over on a multi-time former champion, it’s hard not to.
Adams: But there is a reason Connor isn’t one to do such a thing when…
The crowd cheers louder and louder as Connor turns into a hard Spinning Heel Kick that nearly knocks the taste out of his mouth. He holds onto his face as he spins around in a full circle. As he comes back, Jeremiah hits a hard European Uppercut to Connor, 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 Jeremiah.
1!
2!
KICKOUT!
Barely at the two count, Connor slips his shoulder off of the mat. As he rolls off and Jeremiah gets up, Connor darts forward with a barrage of heavy punches and kicks on the much larger Hardin. He uses this surprise attack to his advantage as he backs him into a corner. He hits a hard knee to the gut, and then sizes Jeremiah up for a Knife’s Edge Chop to his chest. The crowd echoes a resounding “oooh!” before Connor hits another. He looks around in satisfaction, nodding his head to the audience and their disdain. On the outside, Tim and Sebastian are almost chest to chest, talking smack to one another before Tim finally backs off.
Adams: Say what you will about Connor, but he sure knows how to deliver a chop!
Simone: I almost didn't notice, as I'm paying more attention to Tim, who is about to get his head taken off for a second time tonight.
Adams: He needs to be careful, because he doesn't want to distract Connor too much.
With that distraction, Jeremiah slips from out of the corner, holding onto his chest for a moment. He stands directly behind Connor before he even realizes that Hardin has escaped the corner. The crowd looks stunned as Jeremiah wraps his arm around Connor’s throat and twists over with a spinning neckbreaker. It isn’t long before Jeremiah drops an elbow down onto Connor’s check, standing up and repeating the process quickly two more times. He drapes over Connor 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 cocky former champion and thrown over to the corner with precision. Jeremiah looks around for a moment and then crashes into Connor with what is supposed to be a flying body splash, but Connor drops down quickly, causing Jeremiah to collide with the top turnbuckle. He wastes no time this time around as he rolls Jeremiah 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 Connor there..
Adams: There is definitely no lack of guts or determination from Connor. You have to give him that at least.
Before the second count, Jeremiah kicks out. Jeremiah slides out of the pin position and kicks Connor in the gut. He grips onto his arms and lifts him up, shoving his head between his legs. He looks around quickly and then lifts Connor up into a Powerbomb position. Connor flails to try getting free, even trying for a punch to Jeremiah’s face. It doesn't deter Jeremiah, but Alexis climbing onto the apron does distract him. As Holly rushes over to her, trying to get her to get off of the apron, Tim climbs onto the apron, behind Holly's back. He grabs onto Connor's hands, pulling him forward, sending Jeremiah down to the mat. Tim quickly climbs down as Sebastian Hardin comes rushing over toward him. Diamond yanks Alexis down, and the two get into a shoving contest. A few of the masked Nobodies diffuse the situation before it gets too out of hand, talking sense into Alexis. Connor kneels down onto Jeremiah's shoulders in a cocky, degrading pin as Holly turns around for the count.
1!
2!
2.75!
Jeremiah gets his shoulders up just in the nick of time. The crowd cheers and not only because the match is continuing. Connor pulls Jeremiah up to a standing position as he goes into the proverbial lion’s den, placing his own head between Jeremiah’s legs again, only to flip upward, taking Jeremiah over with a surprise Hurricanrana! Connor slaps his leg in just a bit of celebration before getting back up to his feet. He picks Jeremiah up off of the mat and then flings him into the ropes. As he rebounds, Connor goes for a Back Body Drop, but Jeremiah lunges forward with a Flying Lariat that causes Connor to stumble backward. Jeremiah bounces off of the ropes and comes forward, but Connor finally gets that Back Body Drop he was seeking moments ago. Jeremiah flops against the mat and rolls around holding his back. Connor darts over to the nearest corner and quickly climbs to the top. Connor looks around at the audience, watching as they are getting pumped up. As he turns around, Jeremiah has made it to his feet. He clubs Connor, causing him to fall split down the middle.
Adams: This is one helluva match with unending twists and turns.
Simone: Connor needs to get his head in the game, because Jeremiah Hardin is not a man to take lightly!
Jeremiah hooks the arm of Connor and climbs up to the second turnbuckle. Connor fights back with a jab to Jeremiah’s face. He fires back, and then climbs to the top turnbuckle. The two men balance there, fighting back and forth with punches, until Jeremiah gets the upper hand. He hooks his arm around Connor’s neck and then sets him up for a Superplex. Connor hooks his leg around Jeremiah’s, nearly tripping the two up. He shoves Jeremiah off, but Jeremiah still has hold of Connor’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 cheers for Jeremiah, trying to coax him up to his feet. They slowly work their way there, Connor getting there first. They exchange a few weary punches, both men a tad bit groggy. Connor gets the upper hand, sending a hard right, following it up with a swift left.
Simone: Hardin, Hardin, Hardin… The fans are going into overdrive, trying to get "Big Tiger" back on top.
Adams: It looks like the tides are turning, and the fans aren't liking it too much now...
Connor grabs onto Jeremiah to send him into the ropes, but Jeremiah falls to one knee. As he does, he tugs Connor forward with a Shoulderbutt. Jeremiah stands up and then drags Connor forward into another. This time, Connor follows it up with an offensive maneuver of his own, hitting an Axe Handle Smash across Jeremiah’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 Jeremiah quickly moves out of the way. Connor holds onto his elbow as he rolls back up to his feet.
Simone: Oh, that one looked like it hurt. Jeremiah is very good at playing opossum.
Adams: It looks like these two are about to engage in a serious staredown. They both know that the end is near, and they are ready to fight for that victory.
Jeremiah drives an elbow right into Connor’s face, knocking him back a few steps. He repeats this as the fans begin to boo. Jeremiah grabs onto Connor’s head and then sets him up for the Tiger’s Ambition finisher, but Connor wrestles his way out of it and boots Jeremiah in the gut. He tries to set him up for the Aequitas, but Jeremiah dodges and then 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.
Jeremiah breaks free, sending an elbow right into Connor's face. He bounces off of the ropes, but before he can do anything, a masked female in The Nobodies grabs onto his ankle, stopping him. He turns around as the girl shouts at him. He turns around, looking for the offensive, but Connor is right there with a Clothesline. Jeremiah falls down to the mat hard. Connor climbs the turnbuckle and tries for his finisher, the Veritas! The crowd comes to their feet as Connor gives the signal, however, their cheers fade quickly.
Simone I figured it was only a matter of time before this happened...
Adams: Joshua Acquin is making his way down to the ring, and Connor is highly displeased at his presence.
Connor shouts out at Acquin, who mouths back at him, but points directly at Tim. Tim doesn't hold back as he charges right at Acquin. The crowd bursts into cheers as the two men begin slugging it out, back and forth, with everything they've got! Connor waits for a moment, making sure Tim can handle himself. Tim and Josh battle their way backstage. Once he's sure, he resumes business, leaping off of the top rope for the Veritas! However, Jeremiah waits for the right opportunity and rolls out of the way at the last possible second. He waits to the side as Connor struggles on the mat to finally get up.. Jeremiah quickly sets Connor up for the Tiger Cross Suplex, practically putting Connor through the mat! The crowd cheers as Jeremiah leans down for the cover.
1!
2!
2.5???
3!
Justin Decent: Your winner via pinfall… Jeremiah Hardin!!!
Adams: What an amazing contest between these two men.
Simone: Rather, between these ten men, considering the outside interference from The Nobodies, but despite that, Jeremiah Hardin has gotten a huge win here tonight.
”Trenches” by Pop Evil featuring DMC begins playing as Jeremiah raises his arms up in victory. He nudges Connor with his foot a few times, finding him out cold. He smiles as Sebastian rolls inside of the ring, much to the displeasure of The Nobodies on the outside of the ring. Jeremiah celebrates with his uncle as The Nobodies help Connor to the outside of the ring, Alexis patting him on the back, giving him the pep talk Tim would if he were still at ringside.
Simone: Rather, between these ten men, considering the outside interference from The Nobodies, but despite that, Jeremiah Hardin has gotten a huge win here tonight.
Adams: What an amazing contest between these two men.
SCW WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
Danger Zone © vs Casey Williams and J2H
The big screen lights up and Alexis Edwards is seen. She’s seated in a chair, looking directly into the camera with a melancholy look on her face.
Alexis: Two days ago, the wrestling world lost one of the true greats. There shouldn’t be a person out there today that hasn’t heard the name Rowdy Roddy Piper at one point or another in their lives. I may not have gotten to watch his earlier matches, but I grew up hearing his name none-the-less and I was able to find archived Roddy Piper matches anyway. When I learned of his passing, I was truly shocked and honestly, even more saddened.
Alexis lowers her head for a moment and clears her throat, choking up a bit.
Alexis: There will never be another quite like Roddy Piper. I’m sure some will try to live up to his greatness, but Rowdy Roddy Piper is simply irreplaceable. There will never be another Piper’s Pit. There will never be another Hot Rod. As much as I may want to right now, I will not shed a tear, because like I’m hoping others are doing, I’m remembering all of the great memories that Rowdy Roddy Piper gave to us and I’m smiling. Whether you loved him or hated him, he brought a spirit to this business like no other and he will be greatly missed. Tonight…tonight is for Rowdy Roddy Piper. Rest in Peace Hot Rod.
Alexis puts on her strong face and smiles as the cameras stay focused on her for a few more moments.
The intro of a song familiar to aficionados of SCW - but which has not been heard at an SCW show for many months - plays over the PA system of Hougang Stadium, eliciting a loud cheer from the fans.
#A throw your hands in the air
Adams: Hey, I know whose music that is.
Simone: I recognise the song too, Jason - and so, it seems, do the fans.
#Be, I wanna be
#Just like you, what you do, I want to
#Bleed, I'm gonna bleed
#To belong, I give all that you need
Simone: However, we haven't seen him inside the six-sided ring since the beginning of the world tour - not since when SCW was in the UK.
Adams: Is he really here tonight though?
#I would give my life to get some rest
The first part of the chorus comes to an end, and the cheers from the fans then increase in volume, as an unmistakable figure emerges from behind the curtain.
#But I'll do anything when Simon says
Simone: There's your answer, Jason.
Adams: He's here - Simon Jones is in Singapore!
Indeed he is. Dressed casually, Simon is wearing jeans and his royal blue "I Know What I Am" t-shirt - still available from the online SCW shop.
#A throw your hands in the air
Simon slowly makes his way towards the ring, savouring the reception from the crowd, and doing his best to slap hands with each of the fans that reach out to him on either side of the aisle.
#Reap, I wanna reap
After arriving at the ringside area, Simon clambers into the ring, and goes to collect a microphone from Justin Decent.
#I would give my life to get some rest
Simon walks to the centre of the ring, and glances around, at the fans present inside the stadium.
#A throw your hands in the air
After the second chorus finishes, the song fades out. Simon then smiles broadly, before raising his right hand - and the microphone - towards his mouth.
#Wave 'em around like you just don't care, yeah
#A throw your hands in the air
#Wave 'em around like you just don't care, yeah
#Everything that you sow I will keep
#Creep, I'm gonna creep
#And I'll do it again and again and again and again
#But I'll do anything when Simon says
#Wave 'em around like you just don't care, yeah
#A throw your hands in the air
#Wave 'em around like you just don't care, yeah
Simon: Wow! What a reception! Thank you all for that unbelievable welcome - it's nice to know that, despite only having made one appearance in SCW in the past twelve months, you haven't forgotten about me.
Simon continues to smile, satisfied with the reaction from the crowd.
Simon: In the past six or seven weeks, there have been a number of rumours about me - rumours that I might be about to resume my wrestling career, by making a return to SCW. Well, I don't want you people to be left in the lurch any longer, waiting to see what may or may not happen, so I'm here tonight to clear up all of that speculation.
Simon lets out a slight sigh, before continuing.
Simon: More than a year has passed since I left SCW, following Into The Void III. I'm sure the vast majority of you will recall that the reason I left SCW last July, was so that my wife and I could move back to the UK, to raise our daughter - who at the time was six months old - in our native country, closer to our family and our friends.
Simon's gaze falls to the canvas, momentarily; he then lifts his head back up, and continues.
Simon: Within two weeks of me leaving SCW, I was back at work - but instead of being inside a ring, I was sat at a desk, as I embarked upon a hiatus from wrestling, and returned to the office job that I had been doing when I was last living permanently in the UK. However, as recently as two days ago, I began an indefinite sabbatical from that job. And for what reason have I taken a sabbatical?
Simon grins.
Simon: So that I can once again be a full-time member of the SCW roster!
That announcement draws a huge cheer from the fans, and Simon raises his voice, as he continues to speak.
Simon: That's right - it's official; no more rumours, no more speculation - I am back in SCW!
Another massive cheer follows. Simon then waits for the noise from the crowd to die down, before continuing.
Simon: So why am I returning to SCW? I could probably come up with plenty of reasons, but I'll just give you a few; number one.
Simon holds up his left hand, and extends his index finger.
Simon: I'm not getting any younger: I'm thirty-six now, and if I'm going to get back in the ring, I want to do it while I can still compete at a high level; my body may not recover as quickly as it did when I was twenty-two, but the adrenaline rush from competing in a match makes the pain worthwhile - as does that feeling you get from winning.
Simon smiles.
Simon: Number two.
Simon then holds up the middle finger on his left hand, next to his index finger.
Simon: I've missed the buzz of performing in front of a jam-packed crowd - that is something that cannot be replicated anywhere else. I mean, when I arrive at the office, and walk to my desk to start work, no-one there gives me a standing ovation. But the welcome that you just gave me, that - that was incredible.
Simon nods his head.
Simon: Number three...
There is a brief hesitation, as Simon pauses, before continuing.
Simon: ...and I suppose this follows on from number two: I'm returning to SCW so as to give you, the fans, someone to cheer. Now, I don't mean that in an arrogant, "I'm amazing, you should all cheer for me" kind of way.
Simon shakes his head.
Simon: No. What I mean is that, in the past few months, with the likes of Drake Green having exited SCW, I have heard people bemoaning a lack of male wrestlers worth cheering for - to paraphrase Bonnie Tyler, it seems that SCW fans have been left wondering, where have all the good men gone? Well, this particular male is now back in SCW - and judging by the initial response, it sounds as though I will be able to count upon your support again.
Simon quickly glances around the stadium again.
Simon: I haven't returned to SCW just to make up the numbers, though - I may have only competed once inside the six-sided ring in the past twelve months, but I've already got my sights set on getting my hands on some gold again. And not just any gold: I've got my sights set on the SCW World Heavyweight Championship.
That draws another loud cheer from the crowd.
Simon: For you see, while fourteen months have passed since my last reign as champion came to an end, I'm still entitled to a return match for the heavyweight title. And now that I'm once more a full-time member of the roster, I intend to get that match for the title, so that I can become a record-breaking, history-making, three-time SCW World Heavyweight Champion!
A further loud cheer from the fans follows that statement.
Simon: So...
"Whoa, whoa...whoa. Hold up there, Skippy!!!"
The camera focuses on the entrance stage and all of a sudden, out steps the former SCW World Heavyweight Champion, Sean Jackson, and his attorney/manager, Marshall Owens. Marshall is dressed in his usual business suit while his client is wearing slacks, a dress shirt and shoes.
Adams: "Skippy?"
Simone: And here comes Sean Jackson.
With boos raining down, The Mental Rapist completely no sells it as his eyes are fixated inside the ring, and on Simon Jones.
Jackson: Just who in the hell do you think you are, thinking that you can just waltz back into SCW as if you were never gone, and get back into the title scene?
He points towards the ring.
Jackson: Well you can forget it, Simon, because if anyone is going to make history by becoming the first ever three-time SCW World Heavyweight Champion...
He starts to make his way towards the ring, with Marshall Owens in tow.
Jackson: It is going to be me. The man who had the world championship stolen from him in the first place. But I wouldn't expect any of the slack jaws here in this stadium, or in that ring to understand what that championship meant to me.
Simone: "Slack jaws?"
Almost on cue, the camera focuses on Jason Adams who has that confused look on his face, his mouth hanging open.
Simone: What does he mean by that?
Jackson: So do yourself a favor, Simon, and slip back into retirement before you get yourself hurt.
Smiling wryly, Simon digests Sean Jackson's comments.
Simon: Firstly, Sean, I never retired. When I left SCW last year, I was at pains to stress that I wasn't retiring from wrestling - I believe the way I described it was that, I was taking "an extended leave of absence." Well, you can now consider that leave of absence...over.
The crowd cheers Simon.
Simon: And as for you having the title "stolen" from you...
Simon scoffs at the claim.
Simon: Whenever you lose a match, you always spin the same story - it's always someone else's fault: it's Drake Green's fault, or it's Gabriel's fault, or it's Christian Underwood's fault; here's a thought, Sean: how about accepting that last week, Kain was simply the better man?
Even had that been true, Sean would never admit it...never.
Jackson: "Extended leave of absence," huh?
Sean looks out amongst the sea of fans still cheering for Simon.
Jackson: Well, while you were on that extended leave of absence. I was here, carrying the torch for these slack jawed mouth breathers. I was the one who brought legitimacy to their world heavyweight title, to their company. But yet, you want to poison their minds with trying to convince them that Kain was the better man...
Sean rolls his eyes.
Jackson: You left here thirteen months ago a fraud, and you return the same...a fraud. No wonder these fans go out of their way to cheer you, how does that saying go?
He points to the ring.
Jackson: "Birds of a feather, flock together?"
And smiles.
Jackson: Yeah that's right, frauds cheering for one of their own. As usual. Well like I said before Simon, while you were sitting at home and not even caring about these ingrates, I was the one who picked this company up and carried it on my shoulders. So you can rest assured when it comes to my championship belt, Kain isn't big enough to carry it, much less hold on to it and when the time is right....
Pause for effect.
Jackson: As always, I WILL be getting it back.
Simon smirks.
Simon: "A fraud," Sean? A fraud?
Simon then shakes his head.
Simon: No, no, no, no, no...I may be many things, Sean, but a fraud I am not.
Simon looks out at the fans.
Simon: I can say with full sincerity that, while I may have been gone from this company for over a year, I never stopped caring about SCW, or about these fans.
As the crowd cheers him again, Simon turns his attention back towards Sean Jackson.
Simon: I take great pride in the connection that I have with the SCW fans, and now that I am back in SCW, I want these fans to have a World Heavyweight Champion that they can be proud of - something that was sorely lacking during your two reigns as champion, Sean.
Sean rolls his eyes as if he could care less about the cheap pop from the fans.
Jackson: You see, there you go again, acting like these fans mean a damn thing. It's because of them you were out for thirteen months, AND the reason I showed this company what a true champion looked like. But as far as having a World Heavyweight Champion they could be proud of...
He is now shaking his head.
Jackson: Do you think they're proud of the way their current champion won the belt?
He raises his hand before Simon can even respond.
Jackson: Don't answer that, you'll just toe the company line and rehash the same vomit that Christian Underwood has been spewing for months. But then again...
He now has that moment of epiphany, it hits him like a ton of bricks. There's simply no hiding the facial expression now.
Jackson: Or maybe that was the plan all along. Gabriel knew he could never win the championship back from me, so he helps Kain win the belt so that you could come back to save the company. Well Simon, there's one thing you have forgotten about me. When I set my sights on something, nothing and I do mean NOTHING can stop me. So if anyone is going to be a three time winner of the SCW World Heavyweight Championship, it's going to be me. The ONLY man who deserves it.
Simon: "Nothing" can stop you, huh?
Simon rubs his chin.
Simon: That's funny, Sean. Have you forgotten what happened the first time that you were given a shot at the SCW heavyweight title? Have you forgotten who stopped you from becoming the champion on that occasion?
Simon grins, as he recalls what happened last May, at Chaos In Cape Town.
Simon: I've beaten you before, Sean - and should you be one of the obstacles I have to overcome in order to regain the SCW World Heavyweight Championship, then I will gladly do it again. I'll even fight you right now, if need be.
Sean Jackson drops his microphone and walks closer towards the ring, apparently ready to take Simon up on his offer. However, Sean then steps backwards, away from the ring, and smirks, causing the fans to boo. Sean shakes his head, and shouts something inaudible at Simon, before turning and heading back up the aisle, with Marshall Owens following behind. After watching them disappear backstage, Simon turns to look out at the fans once more, and gives a nonchalant shrug of his shoulders, before handing his microphone back to Justin Decent. "Simon Says" by Drain STH then begins to play again, as Simon steps through the ropes, and as he heads backstage, he slaps hands with some more of the cheering fans.
The camera cuts backstage where crashes and thumps are heard, the camera comes in to focus to see Hot Stuff Mark Ward throwing a laptop against a wall in his makeshift office.
HS: That son of a bitch!
He pounds his fist on the desk., his hands tight and his jaw creased. Miss Minnie runs in front of him, ducking a coffee cup as he throws it against the wall.
Minnie: Mr Ward.
HS: Shut your little short arse up!
He walks round the desk and lift her off her feet, planting her firmly on the desk.
HS: You know what he's just done?
Miss Minnie shakes her head.
HS: Now he's started a war.
Minnie: Who? How?
HS: Christian! I've stood there when he brought back Billy James, I stood there when he brought back Nicolas L Blair, but now he'd done it!
Minnie: Done what?
HS: He brought back that sack of shit Drake Green! Words are about to be had, now you, he that low to gravity arse out there and tell anyone, ANYONE if they come near me, the're done here!
Hot Stuff lifts her off the table and picks the desk up, throwing it across the room, his last works are heard.
HS: Drake fucking Green!
The camera fades out.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Sin City Wrestling's very own Hostess With the Mostess, Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!
The fans cheer as Amanda prances out dressed as a serving wench. The sounds of polka music plays across the sound system, and with beer and tray in hand, Amanda starts her performance.
Amanda: Here's a silly ditty,
Here's a silly jingle,
Oh, I don't want her, you can have her
I get di y
I don't want her, you can have her
Can she prance up a hill?
We don't want her, you can have her
She's so charming
We don't want her, you can have her
She's a twosome,
I don't want her, you can have her
The music ends and the fans applaud as Amanda prances about the stage, waving and blowing kisses, then lifts a mug in a toast to the fans before drinking it down while walking off stage. Justin: Ladies and gentleman our next match is a Bombshell match scheduled for one fall! Crowd: POP! The camera flashes around the crowd, as Lose Control by Evanessence plays over the PA, panning in and out, stopping just long enough to get glimpses of excited people in the crowd until it stops finally on the stage where Raynin stands, legs spread slightly, looking out over the audience with a confident smirk. Justin: Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Gothika…From Austin, Texas. Weighing in at 145lbs…She is one half of the Bombshell Tag Team Champions….RAYNIN!!! Raynin nods slowly, then raises her fist high in the air. She brings her fist down into a salute, then starts to walk down the ramp towards the ring with Gothika by her side She jumps onto the apron, and climbs the turnbuckle, and lifts her fist in the air, holding her tag team title belt. She brings her hand down and salutes the crowd before she hops down into the ring and goes to another turnbuckle climbs it and throws her fist in the air, then brings it down in a salute. She jumps down into the ring, hands her title to Gothika for safekeeping and leans back on the turnbuckle, waiting on her opponent. Simone: Raynin has been a dominant force in the Bombshell division, ever since she first set foot in an SCW ring. World Champion. World Tag Champion. She's done it all. Adams: And now she's going to wrestle one of the women she and Gothika will be defending against in a few weeks! Woo hoo! HBA! Simone: HBA? Adams: Hot Bombshell Action! Justin: And introducing her opponent… Suddenly, the arena lights turn off and the crowd is hyped up for what was in store. As the opening of "Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" by U2 blares across the PA system, the mood of the crowd changes instantly and the arena is under the subtle glowing of the lights. As the lyrics finally kick in, a figure emerges; the highlight of their attire is being under the illusion. Mercedes Vargas stops short of the entrance ramp, hands on waist, and overlooking the crowd, with Delia standing directly next to her. Justin: Making her way to the ring accompanied by Delia, from Buenos Aires, Argentina, weighing in at 127 pounds, MERCEEEEEDEEEES VAAAARGAAAAS! Cheers, boos and catcalls soon greet her. Oblivious and yet satisfied with their reaction for several seconds, she flips her long hair, then makes her way to the ring. As she goes up the steps and walks to the end of the ring apron, she climbs to the turnbuckle, then turns her head back as the camera shows her determined expression-perhaps a message that Raynin will be in for a tough fight. Mercedes vaults into the ring and walks over to the opposite corner where she relaxes along the corner ropes while waiting for the match to start. Delia stands on the outside of the ring in her corner, but her eyes are locked on Gothika standing just by Raynin’s corner. Gothika has a hold of the Bombshell Tag Titles and she has a cocky smirk on her face as she winks at Delia, taunting her. Adams: Yeahhh! I don't care if she's popular now or a Mean Girl! Delia has that whole 'death stare' going on right now! Simone: Yes, if looks could kill, the hymns would be sung for Gothika. Adams: C'mon! Ring the bell! Let's get this HBA started!
You can sing it right away
Now, here is what you say
So sing it while you may
You can sing it night or noon
Here's the words, that's all you need
'Cause I just sang the tune:
She's too fat for me
She's too fat for me
She's too fat for me
I don't want her, you can have her,
She's too fat for me
She's too fat
She's too fat
She's too fat for me
I get numbo
When I'm dancing
With my Jum-Jum-Jumbo
She's too fat for me
She's too fat for me
She's too fat for me
I don't want her, you can have her
She's too fat for me
She's too fat
She's too fat
She's too fat for me
No, no, no, no, no
Can she dance a quadrille?
No, no, no, no, no
Does she fit in your coupe?
By herself she's a group
Could she possibly
Sit upon your knee?
No, no, no
She's too fat for me
And she's too fat for me
But she's just right for me
We don't want her, you can have her
She's too fat for me
Yeah, she's too fat,
Much too fat
But she's just right for me
And she's so winning
But it's alarming
When she goes in swimming
She's too fat for me
She's too fat for me
But she's just right for me
So I sure want her, you can't have her
She's just right for me
But she's too fat!
She's not too fat!
She's just right for me!
She's a foursome
If she'd lose some
I would like her more some
She's too fat for me
She's too fat for me
She's too fat for me
I don't want her you can have her
She's too fat for me
She's too fat
Much too fat
She's too fat for me
Hey!
Raynin wastes little time as she springs across the ring right at Mercedes but the former Mean Girl is quick to side step then launches Raynin right into the corner directly by Delia. Delia takes a step back as Jacob Summers issues a warning glance at her. Gothika also keeps a close watch on Delia as Mercedes quickly gets to work on Raynin, delivering an elbow to the face.
Simone: Both of these Bombshells are going to have to be careful and keep a close eye on their opponent's partner on the outside.
Raynin holds her nose, and there is no immediate signs of any blood, but this gives Mercedes further opportunity to wear Raynin down. She takes Raynin by the arm and drags her away from the turnbuckle attempting to whip her across the ring. Raynin counters and twists Mercedes arm, locking in the pressure trying to bring the Argentine Bombshell to her knees. The crowd is alive with excitement, cheering Mercedes on as she fights to get out of the hold.
As the crowd continues to cheer, Mercedes does an unexpected move, performing a standing one armed cartwheel while Raynin still has a hold of her arm, allowing her to counter the move. She then delivers a spinning heel kick right to the back of Raynin’s head! Raynin stays on her feet, but not for long as Mercedes grabs a hold of her hair, then shoves her face forward, right into the canvas and she drops down, hooking the leg!
1!
2-Raynin gets her shoulder up!
Simone: Mercedes showing she can fight dirty, just like the Tag Team Champions can!
Adams: Gold fever is in the air baby!
Delia steps forward and leans on the ring apron, slamming her hands down on the canvas trying to motivate Mercedes. Mercedes doesn’t seem that disappointed that Raynin kicked out, and she gets back to her feet, bringing Raynin with her by her hair. She whips Raynin across the ring and when Raynin rebounds back Mercedes leans forward attempting a back body drop but Raynin delivers a hard boot to the face, sending Mercedes stumbling back and just like that Raynin bounces back!
Adams: Not the face! Not the face!
Raynin begins an onslaught of right punches as she backs Mercedes against the ropes. Gothika watches on proudly, clapping and cheering on her tag team partner when Raynin delivers a quick superkick that sends Mercedes over the top rope and crashing to the floor right in front of Gothika! Jacob Summers warns Gothika and she takes a step back, holding her hands up defensively and Delia heads around the ring quickly, pointing at Gothika and warning her.
Simone: Things are always interesting when we have second parties on the outside.
As Delia and Gothika begin shouting at one another, Raynin has exited the ring, getting back to handling Mercedes. She pulls Mercedes up by her hair and once Mercedes is standing, a little unsteadily at that, she delivers an uppercut that sends Mercedes stumbling back against one of the ring posts! Raynin steps forward and delivers yet another uppercut, trying to wear down Mercedes quickly and referee Jacob Summers does his best to keep an eye on all four women as Delia and Gothika are now just inches apart.
Adams: If we get a chick fight outside here, I'm going to send Christian and Mark a fruit basket!
Jacob shouts at Raynin and Mercedes, ordering them to get back into the ring, but he is forced to start his mandatory count, as Raynin sends Mercedes crashing into the announcers table!
1!
4!
7!
2!
3! Jacob’s counting falls on deaf ears it seems. Mercedes has collapsed to the floor right in front of Belinda and Jason’s table, trying to get some strength back and Raynin stands there laughing at her for a few moments.
5!
6! Raynin briefly turns around, just in time to see Gothika licking her lips, dropping the tag titles and Delia dashing away. Gothika gives chase, ready to sink her fangs into the French Bombshell and when Raynin attempts to chase after her, Mercedes grabs her leg, tripping her. She is well aware of Jacob counting and Mercedes gets a burst of energy, springing back to her feet and towards the ring!
8!
9! Mercedes slides back in the ring under the bottom rope and just before Jacob counts to ten, Raynin slides under the bottom rope as well, ending his count!
Simone: Excellent! Nobody wanted to see a double count out this close to their title match at Summer XXXTreme!
Mercedes is laying on her back, slamming her fists against the canvas trying to get motivated. The crowd cheers and claps for her as Raynin is on her knees glaring towards her. She stands up and walks over to Mercedes and when she reaches down, she’s met with a boot to the back of the head!
Adams: She's playing puppy!
Simone: I believe the phrase you're looking for is 'playing possuum'.
Adams: Puppies are cuter. My wife has a couple of really adorable puppies you know.
Simone: And I'm sure she appreciates you telling thousands of people that fact.
Things are briefly put on hold as Delia slides into the ring, still attempting to get away from a hungry Gothika! Gothika’s fangs are still bared as she too slides into the ring, but Delia grabs Jacob Summers, using him as a human shield of sorts as Gothika is all but drooling as she stares at Delia’s neck! Mercedes and Raynin aren’t even fully aware of what is going on as Mercedes has Raynin pinned against the canvas, delivering hard right shots to the temple! Jacob Summers has his hands full and he’s shouting at Gothika to back away. Gothika seems almost in a trance. That is, until Mercedes flies at her and tackles her to the canvas and Delia quickly exits the ring.
Adams: Mercedes to the rescue! Dun dun dun DUN!
Mercedes starts delivering kick after kick to Gothika’s face until Raynin appears again, yanking Mercedes back by the hair and slamming her down to the canvas followed by a leg drop! Gothika rolls out of the ring and Raynin stands up again, this time delivering an elbow drop and going for the pin!
1..
2..-Mercedes kicks out!
Simone: She almost caught her! Mercedes getting distracted almost caught her.
Raynin pulls Mercedes back to her feet and whips her across the ring but when she rebounds back, Mercedes delivers a power slam, taking Raynin by surprise and Delia starts cheering loudly for Mercedes, trying to get the fans to do the same!
Simone: I never thought I'd see the day the fans would be cheering for Mercedes Vargas and Delia Darling!
Adams: If you must!
Both women slowly get back to their feet and the look on both of their faces say that each one refuses to give up and walk away with the loss. Gothika is back to her feet on the outside glaring at Mercedes but she’s cheering Raynin on hoping to lead her to a win. Raynin attempts a clothesline only for Mercedes to duck and then spin around, kicking the back of Raynin’s knee causing her to lose her balance!
Mercedes kicks the back of Raynin’s head, sending her face crashing against the canvas, then reaches down and grabs her left leg getting into position for a half Boston Crab! She locks it in, increasing the pressure, trying to get Raynin to tap out, but Raynin repeatedly shakes her head when Jacob asks if she wishes to submit. Eventually she manages to kick Mercedes away, but Mercedes is relentless!
Adams: Mercedes Vargas is unrelenting!
Gothika suddenly jumps on the ring apron to distract the referee, and Mercedes for a brief moment. That is until Delia has had enough and she darts around the ring, grabbing a hold of Gothika’s leg and pulling her off the apron! Gothika’s head bounces off the apron and Delia begins an onslaught on to Gothika as Mercedes watches on proudly. When Mercedes goes to turn around to get back to Raynin, she’s taken off guard as Raynin delivers a spear and both women crash to the canvas, but Raynin quickly goes for the pin!
1..
2..
3-NO! Mercedes gets her shoulder up!
Adams: Oh! I thought she had her!
Simone: Mercedes has got to stop allowing herself to be distracted by what's happening on the outside!
Adams: And in some cases, inside!
Raynin grows increasingly frustrated as she’s ready to end this once and for all. She drags Mercedes towards the corner turnbuckle, glancing to the outside of the ring making sure Delia is occupied. Gothika and Delia are still battling it out as the fans in the front row are cheering and Raynin points to the top turnbuckle. Mercedes however has other plans as she suddenly kips up, getting back to her feet and spinning Raynin around!
Raynin attempts to fight back but Mercedes doesn’t allow it! She delivers a kick to the midsection followed by a Gory Bomb, nailing the Mercy Shot! She drops down for the pin and Jacob Summers follows suit, dropping down for the count!
1!
2!
3!!!
Adams: She got her!
DING! DING! DING!
On the outside of the ring, Gothika has just sunk her teeth into Delia’s neck just as the bell rings! She barely gets a taste of blood when she looks up to see Jacob Summers raising Mercedes’ hand in victory and Raynin laying motionless on the match!
Justin: Ladies and Gentleman your winner by pinfall….MERCEDES VARGAS!!!
The fans erupt in a loud chorus of cheers as Delia clocks Gothika across the face and then slides into the ring, holding her hand over the bite marks on her neck! She heads over to Mercedes, raising her other arm as she glares back to Gothika and Raynin slowly rolls out of the ring towards her tag team partner.
Simone: And now the challengers will be heading into Summer XXXTreme with the momentum on their side against the World Tag Team Champions!
The camera cuts elsewhere, and for a second time tonight, Natalie McKinley can be seen stood on her own in a hall backstage; this time, she is on her phone, talking to someone.
Natalie: Did you see what happened? I told you I could talk him into returning. And he has already declared his intention to reclaim the championship. It's all falling into place.
There is a pause, while the person on the other end of the phone speaks.
Natalie: I don't know - it's up to the powers that be.
Another pause follows.
Natalie: I know that, but I can't do anything...
Natalie's suddenly sentence trails off, when Simon Jones appears.
Natalie: Look, I've got to go.
Natalie then ends the call.
Simon: Who was that you were talking to?
Natalie: Oh, no-one important.
Natalie smiles meekly.
Simon: Okay, well, I'm about to head to catering, and I just wondered if you wanted me to get you a drink or something.
Natalie takes a quick glance down, towards the floor; she then looks back up at Simon.
Natalie: You know what? I think I'll come with you.
Simon: Alright then.
As Simon and Natalie walk off, the scene cuts away.
GRUDGE MATCH
Traci Patterson vs Twisted Sister
The arena goes suddenly dark, as a child's voice plays over the p.a, as her words also flash up on the screen in red.
I can hear you breathing
Nobody here in the cradle does that anymore
How did you get in?
Will you help me?
The bassy sounds of the drums begins to play as the cello then kicks in over the p.a and finally the guitar kicks in as green lights swirls around the entrance.
The boogie
The boogie
The boogie
The boogie
The boogie Man
The song then kicks in and Amy rushes out holding her face and then suddenly stops half way down the ramp to reveal her face. She wears a black leather surgical face mask decorated with a Cheshire Cat Smile and above that Amy Marshall is written in red and in Japanese.
Amy then continues down the ramp, slapping the hands of the awaiting fans, she then climbs into the ring, where she then climbs the turnbuckles and surveys the crowd before climbing back down and heads to the corner, where she takes off the mask and grabs a mic and moves to the centre of the ring and raises the mic to her lips.
Amy: Last week I was hoping to leave Japan with my internet title and my ego intact, however, none of that happened and instead I got pinned and lost the title, now while I can enforce my rematch clause and FYI I will be doing that… however, something else happened in that match. Let refresh everyone’s memories...
Roxi dives down onto Amy for the cover -- but before the 'heel' Bombshells can break it up again, Keira Fisher races into the ring and dives on top of Roxi's back! Then Mercedes jumps on ... and Delia ... Cynthia Warren... Samantha Marlowe! Jasmine blinks at the pile up but shrugs, saying "F**k it* and counts!
1.....
2.....
3!
The bell rings as the crowd applauds and the heels pry the faces off as a huge fight breaks out in the ring!
Simone: We have a battle royal breaking out here!
Keira jumps in Roxi's arms as Jasmine raises her arm in victory as she is presented with the belt!
Justin: Here is your winner, and NEW Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Internet Champion -- ROXI JOHNSON!
Amy: Yes I was pinned by Roxi, but other people decide to poke their surgically enhanced noses into mine and Roxi’s business, it’s sad that they have nothing else better to do, than deprive me of a win. So while I should be addressing Roxi, I in fact address those who helped Roxi that night…
Keira already knows that she shouldn’t be butting in…but Mercedes, Delia, Cynthia Warren and Samantha Marlow… I don’t know what you are getting from this, but you butt into my shit again and I will personally take each and everyone one of you out.
You got that?
Good…
As for you Roxi… watch your back and that title, I will be taking it off you again.Amy drops the mic onto the mat, as The Boogieman hits over the pa once more and Amy climbs out of the ring and up the ramp.
Simone: The action has been as hot and fierce as the weather this here in Singapore and things seems to be heating up!
Adams: And it’ll be even hotter on the Cruise Ship in three weeks!
The opening chords to "Imperium" by Machine Head are heard over the speakers and the lights dim, as the song picks up in speed strobe lightning flashes across the arena to the beat of the drums until....
"HEAR ME NOW!!!!!"
Simone: And it looks like Jessie’s joining us.
Adams: Next week she’ll be taking her annual trip to England for Bloodstock so maybe she’s using the opportunity to lay out a challenge for Summer
XTreme?The first lyrics are screamed by Rob Flynn as the lights come back on and the song kicks into high gear and Jessie steps out from the backstage area with her older brother Jake by her side, the crowd boos her but Jessie ignores them as she makes her way down to ringside, Jessie slides into the ring and throws up the horns before Justin hands her a mic.
Jessie: I’m going to keep this brief, I haven’t had a match since I teamed up with Amy two weeks ago and I won’t have another match until Summer XXXTreme in three weeks’ time, that is why I’m out here.
Jessie says as she juggles the mic in her hands.
Jessie: I’m laying out a challenge for a title match and since the last time I challenged a specific champion Mark threw a hissy fit and added Mercedes’ flat ass to the match I’m going down a different route, I don’t care who the champion is, if it’s The Fallen and Amy’s busy with Roxi I’ll find a tag partner even if I have to drag Vixen out of retirement but other than that I’m willing to take on any Bombshell Champ who doesn’t have a match scheduled for Summer XXXTreme.
Jessie adds before grabbing a camera and getting up close.
Jessie: Ever since I stopped putting up with bullshit I said that every champion in the Bombshell Division is on notice, I meant every word of it and as my theme song goes, hear me now, words I thow, no fucking regrets!
Jessie drops the mic and lets go off the camera before leaving the ring as her theme song plays.
Justin: the following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is under Singapore Kane Rules!!!
Just as we expect the music to be hit from the first competitor in this match, we hear the music play from the current Roulette Champion Goth. The champion walks out to the ring as fans extend their arms, he feels their admiration as they touch him by the arms as he uses his stick to get to the announce table.
Adams: What is he doing here??
Simone: I guess Goth is more than interested who wins this match, seeing that it was Travis that allowed him to take the title
Adams: So he is going to congratulate him for that huh??
Goth sits down as he puts on the headset and places the Roulette championship belt on the announce table
Goth: Hi guys, I thought I would just sit here and get an up and close view of the two men in this match. Seeing that both men want to win it and get a shot against yours truly.
Justin: The first wrestler to come down the aisle, standing in at 6’2 and weighing in at 240 pounds!! Hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada!!! Travis Nathaniel Andrews!!!
The opening portion of "I Came to Play" echoes through the (name of stadium/arena we stop at) sound system. The lights change to a gold tinted color which floats around the place. Ralph Lorenzo walks through the curtain first as the (whatever the nationality is in the country) crowd is confused for a second. The first break in the song comes over the speakers as Travis Nathaniel Andrews walks out behind his best friend. Ralph is wearing a "This place sucks" T-Shirt while Travis is donning his secondary wrestling outfit. He doesn't seem to be all that pleased to be here in (the country we have stopped at) as he slowly walks down the ramp.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Travis Nathaniel Andrews
The look of disgust stays on Travis' face as he hops up onto the ring apron. Ralph walks around the ring and leaps up onto it as well. Travis swings his leg through the ropes followed by the other one as Ralph quickly enters the ring. Travis walks over to the turnbuckle but he leans against it. He continues to show his utter disgust while waiting impatiently for the match to start.
Goth: Look at that smirk on that pompous face?? And he thinks he is hardcore???
Simone: I sense you want to beat Travis just as bad as Raab wants it Goth??
Goth: Oh no, Raab’s will to break him is almost as much as I want to get my hands on Shipman once more.
Justin: And his opponent!! Standing in at 6’4 and weighing in at 230 pounds!! Hailing from Cologne, Germany!!! Lord Raab!!!
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 and 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.
Adams: This is going to be vicious, I am looking forward to it!!
Both men stare at each other as well as the weaponry around the ring, at every corner there’s a pole with the canes. Plus there are boxes with canes surrounding the ring at every five paces. Raab charges in on Travis, who immediately escapes the ring. He is followed by Raab, who is charging after him as Travis is the quicker of the two and slides back in the ring. There he quickly gets up and drives an elbow in the back of Raab, who just got back in the ring. Travis follows it up with series of kicks to the ribs area before going for another elbow drop in the ribs.
Simone: Travis suckered Lord Raab back in the ring and took advantage of it.
Adams: Smart thinking
Goth: Yeah, you could say that for someone that needs to resort to these type of tactics.
Travis grabs Raab by the head and pushes a knee in the back area of his opponent. Raab tries to pull the fingers apart that holds his head tight before he pushes his upper body from the canvas and slowly gets to his feet while Travis keeps holding on. At the final moment Travis runs to the ropes and is looking for an attack of the ropes, but gets nailed by a huge clothesline from Raab.
Goth: Good Grief!!!
Simone: That is somehow taking someone’s head off!!
Raab holds his back for a bit, before grabbing Travis by the head. He pounds away to the head before driving his knee in the side of Travis his head. He then grabs him and delivers a big time slam in the middle of the ring, causing Travis to sit up and scream in agonizing pain. Raab walks up to one of the corners of the ring and starts to climb the turnbuckle to grab the cane. Just when he turns around he is met by Travis, who slowly has gotten to his feet. Climbing the turnbuckle as well as he grabs Raab by the legs and drops backwards, causing Raab to hit his back and head hard on the canvas. Travis immediately goes for the cover, but only manages to get a count of one.
Adams: That was a great move!!
Goth: It sure was, just too soon to think about a victory.
Simone: Well who knows with the cane that came into play, we will see some violent side of Travis.
Travis grabs the cane and looks around before having a huge smile on his face, getting behind Raab as he is waiting to strike from his blind side. Raab slowly gets up as Travis blasts the cane into the spine area of Raab’s back. Causing the German Monster to growl in pain as he is crawling towards the ropes. Travis follows him as he blasts the cane into the ribcage of Raab as the big monster tries to get to his feet but falls through the ropes. There on the outside we see Travis climb through the ropes and comes crashing down on Raab’s back with the cane. He drops the cane as he grabs one from one of the boxes on the outside. There he starts to choke Raab out with the cane as Raab grabs him by the face.
Simone: So far, Travis has shown a vicious side to him that we did not expected from him.
Goth: It’s one thing to be vicious when you have the momentum, it’s more to remain vicious in a way that you can come back from something like this.
Adams: What he says.
Raab grabs the head of Travis as he delivers a Jaw breaker. Causing Travis to let go off the cane as he grabs his jaw, we see blood flow from his fingers. Raab coughs as he tries to get some oxygen back into his body before he spots the cane, he grabs it and stares at it with a look of disgust before turning to his opponent. There he blasts the cane several times across the back of Travis before ending it with a big time blast across the back of his head.
Goth: There we go….,
Simone: You really want to face Raab again huh??
Goth: Look Brenda, I wanted to win that match fair and square by being the most vicious man of the two. If I have a choice, I want Shipman above everyone else. But about these two?? At this moment, I really don’t care.
Raab grabs another cane and holds Travis his head in one hand, while driving the grip part of the cane straight into the skull several times. Causing blood to emerge from the face of the cocky wrestler as he screams out in agony. Raab walks in front of him before whacking the cane across the kull of Travis. Raab goes for the cover and stares at the announce table as Jasmin goes for the three count.
One!!
Two!!
Thr….
Simone: He kicked out!!!
Adams: Wow!!
Goth: He got some spirit in him, I give him that.
Raab can’t believe it as he stares at Jasmin, who only shows him the count of two. Raab slides out of the ring and grabs a table and slides it back in the ring. Then he grabs another Singapore cane by the approval of all the Singapore fans that are watching this match. He slides back in the ring and sets up the table before turning his attention to the bloodied Travis. Who is trying to pull himself up by using the ropes, Raab charges in towards him as Travis pulls down the top rope. Causing Raab to fall to the outside. Giving Travis some well deserved rest as he is feeling the effects from the onslaught of the former Roulette champion. Raab quickly gets back in the ring, where swings the cane towards Travis, but the youngster sidesteps and manages to lock him in his patented…,
Simone: Sin City Drifter!!!
Travis locks him in his patented three quarter face lock Russian leg sweep. Driving Raab face first into the corner of the table and goes for the cover. We see blood emerge from the face as Jasmin goes for the count
One!!
Two!!!
Thr….
Goth: Wow!! He kicked out!!!
Adams: Unbelievable!!!!
The fans go nuts, believing that the match would be over as Raab puts his hand across his busted wide open wound above his right eye. Travis looks on in shock, not believing his finisher didn’t win the match. He slides out of the ring and grabs the ring bell and the hammer as he stares at Goth before smiling at him.
Goth: What do you want?? Pay attention to your opponent, not me!!
He slides back in the ring as he pushes the ring bell under the head of Raab before bashing the hammer into it. Causing Raab to grab his head and roll around in pain as he got to hear the ring Bell up close and personal. Travis goes for the cover, but for some reason Raab found the notion to realize that he had to kick out. Travis has enough as he waits for Raab to get up to his feet and lock him in his patented Sin City Drifter once more, as he goes for the finisher again. But Raab instinctively grabs him and drops him with a Side suplex. Both men are down, trying to catch their breath as well having lost a lot of blood. Jasmin goes for a ten count. At the count of seven it is Raab that manages to get his arm across the chest of Travis and Jasmin goes for another pin attempt.
One!!
Two!!
Adams: Another kick out!!!
Travis manages to get his shoulder off the canvas, Raab slowly gets to his feet and lifts Travis to his feet. He then kicks him in the midsection before delivering an European uppercut and dropping Travis with a trademark…,
Simone: Killer Cutter!!
Adams: Hey!! What are you doing??
Goth: I have to see this up and close!!
Goth gets up and takes off his headset, he walks over to the ring where Raab slowly covers Travis. Jasmin goes for the cover as we see Travis stir, trying to kick out. But out of the sight of Jasmin, it is Goth that grabs the leg of Travis. Making it for him impossible to kick out as Raab gets the three count. Goth grins as he walks to the announce table and puts on the headset.
Simone: Tick for tack Goth??
Goth: I just educated the kid that you don’t mess with the big boys.
Justin: The winner of this match!! Lord Raab!!!
Raab’s hand is raised in victory as Travis slowly gets to his feet, staring at Goth before turning his attention to the Titan Tron. Showing how Goth held on to his foot, he goes nuts as he tries to tell Jasmin. Who tells him she can’t do a thing about the result, Travis stares at Goth who smiles at him and says I’m sorry. Causing Travis to slide out of the ring and gets nose to nose with the Roulette champion. The two stare at each other before Goth holds his title in the air and grins at him.
Goth: How does it feel to be made Relevant Travis?? How does it feel???
With that Goth puts the title across his shoulder and walks off laughing as Travis stares him down in anger. Goth walks up the rampway as he stares at both the celebrating Raab and the angry Travis before raising his title high up in the air.
Simone: I think this won’t be the last time that these three will wage war against each other.
Adams: Yeah, I am glad I’m retired.
"Straight to the top" sounds as Candy Overton makes her way down the aisle.
Simone: Appears Candy Overton has more to say after all.
Adams: Well she did hint at something during her interview with Rocky.
Candy stops midway in order to greet the fans sitting in the front row while the crowd is going absolutely crazy. Her smile still seems to be firmly on her face as she peels herself from the fans and continues toward the ring. She does hop up onto the ring apron and enters it normally while being handed a microphone from one of the technician. The crowd continues to chant "CANDY" as she chuckles a little bit.
Candy Overton: It sure is a great opportunity for me to be here in Singapore, Singapore.
The crowd gives her a loud pop.
Candy Overton: I know that it's unusual to see me after a devastating loss but I must admit something. Last week wasn't my best night. Sam Marlowe brought her A game and I will give her the benefit of a doubt. She won fair and square. I wish her the best. I know what it is like to fight from someone's shadow. That's what it feels like from my end. Everyone had such high hopes for Zuri Chastain but she just didn't pan out. Now why can't everyone say the same about me. You got Andrew Watts calling me a joke and maybe he is right. Then again, I find it hilarious that he calls me a joke after he needed someone holding his hand to win a championship around here. I will feel more accomplished knowing that I won a championship with my hard work and not because someone carried me.
More loud cheers are being giving to Candy as she starts to walk around the ring.
Candy Overton: I said that little tidbit to say that Keira Fisher and Crystal Hilton. You ladies haven't seen the last of me. Not by a long shot. Keira is an asterik champion whereas Crystal is just a spoiled little rich girl with daddy issues. Look ladies, I am well aware that I'm no longer in the title picture and that I probably shouldn't be the one requesting this but here goes nothing. Crystal Hilton, I want a rematch against you. I don't want any rematch against you. I want a roulette #1 Contenders style rematch. Which means if you can't understand pure English. You and me go one on one to see who faces Keira for the SCW Bombshell Roulette Championship. I feel like the best way for this match to work is by letting the Roulette Wheel decide for us. What do you say Crystal? Are you woman enough to accept my challenge or are you too much of a school girl to run from one?
The crowd has gotten extremely loud after Candy made her announcement.
Candy Overton: I will give you till next Climax Control and remember Crystal. CLIMAX CONTROL IS SWEET LIKE CANDY.
"Straight to the top" strikes back up as Candy drops the mic while giving a little wink towards the camera.
Adams: What a bomb Candy just dropped?
Simone: Will Crystal respond?
We return from the commercial break as Candy Overton is standing next to Ms. Rocky Mountains near the interview area.
Rocky Mountains: Candy, you must be really bummed about last week.
Candy Overton: Why should I be bummed Rocky? Sam Marlowe was the better woman and she earned that victory. I have to be honest my mind has been elsewhere for the past few weeks.
Rocky Mountains: Could this have anything to do with what happened at Into The Void IV?
Candy Overton: You could say that Rocky. I just feel like I should get a second chance and I know just how to get it.
Rocky Mountains: Do you care to enlighten us on what you mean?
Candy Overton: You will know very soon.
Candy blows a kiss toward the camera before walking way.
"Zombie" by Breed 77 starts the blast through the speakers.
Adams: His here!
Former SCW champion Gabriel's face appear on the screen, his eyes look deep in to the camera as the fans boo. He rolls his shoulders back.
Gabriel: Sorry peasents, I'm not there to make your night something special.
The crowd boo loudly, causing a smile to cross his face.
Gabriel: What a beautifult night though. We've had Kain come out here and talk to you, the SCW champion of the wooooooooooooooooooooorld! We've had Simon Jones return and now his hat is in the ring too and we've had Sean Jackson talk his usual game. I know you've been wanting to hear from me here and well with these men after one piece of gold after Sean Jackson dropped the ball, I know you're wondering where I fit in here.
Gabriel bows his head.
Gabriel: I don't.
He looks up with a smile to the camera.
Gabriel: Oh Sean, does that disappoint being as I know you wanna put those hands of yours around my neck and choke?
Gabriel points to his throat
Gabriel: Patience, our day will come, oh it will, and when it does, trust me, you will fall short but I returned for one reason. To stop you from pissing on a company I placed the first brick down to start. You embarrased me Sean and our day will come again, but for now, this is down for someone else to make you loo as stupid as I did. Until then Sean....
Gabriel bows his head again.Gabriel: May God have mercy on your soul, cause I will not.
Zombie blast through the speakers as Gabriel smirks and the scene fade out.
The scene opens up backstage where we see the SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion Keira Fisher and her challenger for tonight Melanie Gabriel standing beside the SCW Roulette Wheel and, as usual, Ms. Rocky Mountains is standing beside it.
Simone: It’s time to determine the stip for tonight’s Main Event Title Match between Melanie Gabriel and Keira Fisher!
Adams: I can’t wait!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ready ladies?
The two women nod and Ms. Rocky Mountains spins the wheel, they watch on intently and frown when it looks like it’ll stop on a certain stip.
Simone: Bikini Beach Brawl?
Adams: YES! YES! YES!
Fortunately for them it nudges over to the next stip at the last second and the two Bombshells grin broadly when they see it.
Adams: NO! GO BACK! GO BACK! I WANT TO SEE THEM IN BIKINIS!
Simone: Jason, Summer XXXTreme is in three weeks, wait until then! Anyway tonight’s Main Event will be a ladder match!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Good luck ladies!
Melanie and Keira leave the area as the show cuts to commercial
Simone: Welcome back to Climax Control and it’s time for our Main Event! Melanie Gabrielle of the Angel Clan challenges Keira Fisher for the SCW Bombshell Roulette Title!
Adams: And via a spin of the wheel the match was determined to be a Bikini Beach Brawl! Now the match itself won’t take place inside the arena but….
Simone: Give it up Jason! The match was determined to be a Ladder Match! Let’s take it to Justin!
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen this is your Main Event of the evening scheduled for one fall and it is for the SCW Bombshell Roulette Championship! Via a spin of the wheel the match was determined to be a ladder match!
The crowd pops for the announcement as the cameras show several ladders around the ringside area and the Bombshell Roulette Title hanging above the ring.
Simone: Don’t expect a technical masterpiece here folks!
Justin: Introducing the challenger!
The lights turn pink, red and purple as "Evil Angel" by Breaking Benjamin plays. Melanie Gabrielle walks out with her sword in hand. She raises it up into the air and lets out a battle cry.
Justin: From Copenhagen, Denmark she is the Dark Angel Melanie Gabrielle!
Simone: Melanie is a multi-time champion in several promotions but if she wins tonight’s match she’ll win her first SCW Title.
Adams: She’s a high flyer as well so this match is right up her alley!
Melanie walks down the ramp as the crowd cheers loudly for her. As she gets into the ring, the lights turn off and a spot light is on her. She jumps into the ring and walks into the centre. Melanie takes her crown off her head and tosses into the air. She catches it as the lights turn to normal.
Justin: And her opponent!
Sinner plays as Keira comes out and smiles to the crowd. She walks down, slapping a few of the fans hands before she slides into the ring.
Justin: From Miami, Florida she is the reigning and defending SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion Keira Fisher!
She turns and talks some trash to Melanie who shows that she can give as good as she can take by trash talking right back at Keira as Drew tries to restore order.
Simone: Melanie’s long-time tag team partner Lucy Serephina was robbed of a victory last week in a Triple Threat Match between herself, Veronica Taylor and Cynthia Warren, you have to wonder if that’ll play into Melanie’s strategy for tonight.
Adams: I’d be surprised if it doesn’t!
Drew eventually gives up and just calls for the bell and almost immediately the two Bombshells start trading blows in the middle of the ring,
DING DING DING
The brawl goes on for a good few minutes but Melanie is able to take the advantage by ducking under a wild right hand by Keira and shoving her into the nearest corner where she starts laying blows on Keira.
Simone: This is a side of Melanie that we don’t see often.
Adams: Like I said earlier her speciality is high flying.
After a few minutes of nothing but punches and kicks Melanie decides to mix things up a bit by hoisting the champion up onto the top rope and following her up, however by this time Keira has recovered from Melanie’s attacks and starts to fight back from her perched position as Melanie tries to set her up for a Superplex.
Simone: Keira won’t go down that easy!
Adams: Actually according to Roxi….
Simone: I admit, I walked into that but KEEP IT CLEAN JASON!
Melanie is able to fight out of the Superplex attempt and manages to get Melanie up in a Powerbomb Position on the top rope! Melanie immediately starts trying to fight out of the precarious position but her blows have no effect on Keira who then leaps from the top rope and drills Melanie into the matt with a Powerbomb from the Top Rope!
Simone: What a move by Keira! She may have won it thanks to the Queen of the Hill contract but that shows why she’s managed to hold onto the title since then.
Adams: Keira’s already leaving the ring to get some ladders! She wants this done quickly!
Keira starts grabbing some ladders and tosses them into the ring for later usage but she takes a different approach to three ladders setting up two huge ones on the outside of the ring and wedging a smaller one in between them, we never find out what her intentions where however as Melanie surprises her with a Suicide Dive leaping over the wedged ladder in the process!
Simone: Melanie’s showing why they call her the Dark Angel!
Adams: After that move we might start calling her the Bombshell Roulette Champion!
Melanie gets to her feet first and eyes the three ladders that Keira set up wearingly before shaking her head and entering the ring, once she’s back in the ring she starts setting up two ladders, one directly underneath the Roulette Title and the other closer to the ropes, presumably for later, before she starts climbing the one under the title.
Simone: Both Bombshells seem to be setting up stuff for later in the match.
Adams: What the stuff is we don’t know!
Melanie makes it halfway up the ladder before she realizes that Keira has just rolled back into the ring but she keeps climbing figuring that Keira won’t be able to catch up with her, that’s proven to be a wrong assessment by Melanie as Keira starts climbing up the ladder faster than Melanie and, despite the challenger’s attempt to get up the ladder quicker, Keira beats her to the top but rather than go for the title Keira leaps over the top rung grabbing Melanie by her legs on the way down and hits her with a Powerbomb off the ladder!
Simone: We’ve seen a Powerbomb from the top rope and now we’ve seen a Powerbomb off the ladder!
Adams: Maybe we’ll see a Powerbomb off a ladder and onto another ladder next, that’d be Ladderception!
Both Bombshells are down for a few minutes and Drew, knowing that it’s No DQ, waits for either of them to recover, eventually Keira gets back to her feet wobbly but that doesn’t stop her from climbing up the ladder underneath the title! However it does slow her down and by the time Keira’s half way up the ladder Melanie is up and is also halfway up the ladder……but she’s on the wrong ladder, namely the one facing the ring ropes.
Simone: What’s Melanie thinking?
Adams: I’m a little teapot, short and stout.
Simone: This is hardly the time for nursery rhymes Jason!
Adams: Actually that’s probably what Melanie is thinking!
Keira sees what Melanie is up to and merely shrugs before climbing up the rest of the ladder, Melanie makes it up to the top of her ladder at the same time as Keira makes it up her ladder but before Keira can make a grab for the title Melanie balances herself on the top rung and leaps nailing her with a hurricanrana from one ladder to the next in a move that drives the fans crazy!
Simone: OH MY GOD!
Adams: I’d be surprised if they can still walk after that!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
The crowd at ringside is going crazy over what they have just witnessed but they don’t see a familiar figure lurking on the entrance ramp.
Simone: What’s Amy doing here?
Adams: Scouting the competition I guess!
Melanie gets back to her feet first and starts to slowly climb the ladder underneath the title whilst the fans are going crazy, however the big move that she just performed has clearly done a number on her body as she is very slow in getting up the ladder and Keira is starting to get to her feet, by the time Melanie is on the top of the ladder Keira is on her feet and is….dragging the ladder further away from the title.
Simone: That’s one way to stop the challenger from retaining.
Adams: She’d better watch out though, Amy is making her way down the ramp!
Melanie struggles to keep her balance atop the moving ladder but manages it, however as a result she is nowhere near the title as Keira starts climbing up the ladder after her and its only then that Melanie realizes that the ladder is now facing the three ladders that Keira set up earlier in the match.
Simone: I don’t know what Keira is thinking but it can’t be good!
Adams: Can’t be good for Melanie at least!
Keira gets to the top of the ladder and delivers a stiff punch to Melanie’s midsection before hooking her up for a Superplex!
Simone: She isn’t?
Adams: She does realize that she’ll go through that ladder as well, right?
Melanie tries to fight it off but Keira hoists her up and nails her with a Superplex off the ladder that not only breaks the wedged ladder in two but it causes the two huge ladders to come crashing down on the Bombshells, non the less the moment brings the fans to their feet and they are chanting even louder than before!
Simone: OH MY GOD!
Adams: ARE THEY EVEN ALIVE?!
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!
Drew immediately leaves the ring to check on the wreckage in front of him but the wreckage has completely covered both Bombshells, however after a few minutes some of the wreckage starts to move and Keira emerges from the carnage, bloody, bruised but still moving.
Simone: How can she even walk after that!?
Adams: Better question, what’s Melanie’s condition!?
Keira rolls into the ring and starts repositioning the ladder until it is directly underneath the title, Keira smirks thinking that she has the match won and the title retained before turning around…..right into the Bad Girl!
Simone: Amy may have just cost Keira the title!
Adams: This must be revenge for last week!
Amy leaves the ring and retrieves Melanie from the wreckage before rolling her into the ring, Melanie starts climbing up the ladder as Amy starts walking up the ramp backwards with a shit eating grin on her face as Keira struggles to get to her feet, unfortunately for Keira it’s too late as Melanie grabs the title prompting Drew to call for the bell!
Justin: Here is your winner and NEEEEEWWWWW SCW BOMBSHELL ROULETTE CHAMPION “THE DARK ANGEL” MELANIE GABRRIELLE!
Simone: Melanie won the title but we all know what the real story is here.
Adams: Such an awesome match ruined by Amy’s interference!
Melanie celebrates with her first title in SCW atop the ladder whilst Keira glares daggers at Amy who flips her off before disappearing backstage.
Simone: That's bullshit! Amy cost Keira the championship! What a way to end the show! We'll see you next week in our last show before the supercard! Goodnight everybody!
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