Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW!
The first shot of the show that we see is a panning shot of the seven thousand plus fans crowded within the Charlotte Sports Park. Men and women, boys and girls, fans of all ages make up the SCW Universe and they are all showing their support for their favorite Superstars and Bombshells! Only some of the signs being held up read;
"I'd be excommunicated for one night with Brother David!"
"Johanna Krieger is the future of women's wrestling!"
"Lachlan is becoming a little bitch!"
"'Bulldog' Bill lifted his leg on me!"
"Bobbie Dahl is my Goddess!"
"My brother Sam and I think Father Gerald looks familiar!"
"Welcome back Song!"
"Rock my world Griffin Hawkins!"
And many, many more! And finally, the camera focuses on a close up shot of Justin Decent, standing inside of SCW's six-sided ring.
Justin: Hello everyone, and welcome to SCW Climax Control! We are live from the Charlotte Sports Park in Port Charlotte, Florida...
He holds up the microphone for the fans to cheer in a deafening sign of approval!
Justin: And before we get the action started, please welcome to the stage, Sin City Wrestling's Hostess With the Mostess -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!
The fans applaud and cheer as out onto the stage emerges Amanda Hugginkiss, clad in a shimmering blue bubble dress that sparkles under the spotlight. As the music plays, she sashays across the stage to begin her performance...
Amanda: My mama told me when I was hatched
I'm sure my critics will say it's a grotesque display
Ooo, my little monsters pay... lots 'cause I perform this way
I'll be a troll or evil queen
I'm so completely original
Got my straight jacket today, it's made of gold lame
Don't be offended when you see
Hope you won't think it's cliche if I go nude today
I perform this way-hey, I perform this way-hey
Act like a superstar
Save your allowance, buy a bubble dress
And someday you will go far
Now on red carpets, well, I'm hard to miss
The press follows everywhere I go
I'll poke your eye out with a dress like this
Back off and enjoy the show!
Well, they can bite me, baby - I perform this way
I might be wearin' Swiss cheese or maybe covered with bees
It doesn't mean I'm crazy - I perform this way
Baby, I perform this way
Ooo, don't worry, I'm okay... hey, I just perform this way
I'm not crazy, I perform this way
I'll be a human jelly bean
'Cause every day is Halloween
For me...
My new look is all the rage
I'll wrap my small intestines 'round my neck
And set fire to myself on stage
I'll wear a porcupine on my head
On a W-H-I-M
And for no reason now I'll sing in French
Excusez-moi, Qui a pete?
No, not because I'm crazy - I perform this way
I strap prime rib to my feet, cover myself with raw meat
I'll bet you've never seen a skirt steak worn this way
My latest pop monstrosity
I'm strange, weird, shocking, odd, bizarre
I'm Frankenstein, I'm Avatar
There's nothing too embarrassing
I'll honestly do anything
But wear white after Labor Day
'Cause baby, I perform this way
Don't call the cops now, baby, I perform this way
No reason I should regret all the attention I get
I'm not completely crazy, I perform this way, yeah
I'm always deviating from the norm this way-hey
I perform this way-hey, I perform this way-hey
I'm really not insane - I just perform this way-hey
The music comes to a slow finale and Amanda curtsies at the knee as the spotlight fades, and the crowd cheers!
Simone: Hello to the SCW Universe from Port Charlotte in the 2020 "Going Home" tour! I am Belinda Simone...
Adams: I'm wondering what angels say when God sneezes.
Simone: ...
Adams: Oh, and I'm Jason Adams!
Simone: We are only two shows away from our arrival in Tampa, Florida for My Bloody Valentine III. Some announcements will be made this evening concerning that third annual event. We already know the Internet Championships are back and will be decided in Tampa.
Adams: I hope we find out some of the contenders in those matches tonight!
Simone: I am certain we will, but to kick things off tonight, Maddox Ayres is back in singles competition as he takes on none other the high flying 'metalhead,' Caleb Storms.
Adams: Johanna Krieger was originally mean to wrestle Mercedes Vargas but Mercedes wasn't cleared to wrestle so former Bombshell Song has agreed to return and take her place!
Simone: I just hope she doesn't come to regret that. Teddy Warren-Steele has angered a great many women here in SCW and SCU alike, and now he has to back up his boasting when he goes up against SCU's top man Mark Cross in singles competition.
Adams: You just know Twitter is always a source for booking ideas and the bosses saw Lachlan Kane get pissy with Daniel Morgan of London Underground over the mixed tag titles and now the two get to settle things one on one!
Simone: Two alphas square off for dominance when Alex Jones of the Wolfslair goes up against "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart. Bill defeated Alex Jones once, so we'll see tonight if history repeats itself.
Adams: Then the former World Champion Senor Vinnie goes up against the current Roulette Champion Griffin Hawkins in a non-title match!
Simone: And in the Main Event! Before she puts the god on the line against Bobbie Dahl in Tampa, tonight Roxi Johnson defends her World Championship against Seleana Zdunich!
Adams: With hometown girl Violet Amelia Holt as the guest referee!
Simone: All this and much more on SCW Climax Control!
The stadium lights slowly turn on as "Wildside" suddenly blares through the speakers as the crowd is going crazy. Shelby Holt steps through the curtain as she starts singing her theme song. The crowd is singing along as Justin Decent lifts his microphone up towards his lips.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome New Foundation member Shelby Holt.
Shelby slaps a few hands before sliding into the ring. She runs around the ring before asking for a microphone. After holding it in her hand, she walks back toward the center of the ring.
Shelby: What up Port Charlotte!!!
The crowd gives her a Mick Foley type pop as "Straight Up" strikes up.
Shelby: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the hometown girl and my big sister Violet Amelia Holt.
Violet steps out onto the stage as the crowd erupts into heavy cheers. Violet kneels down on the ramp while basking in the cheers. She pops back to her feet. She continues down the ramp before slipping into the ring. She is handed a microphone as she stands next to her sister.
Violet: It is so good to be home. I wish I could be competing in this ring tonight but I will make sure nothing goes wrong tonight.
Violet looks directly into the camera.
Violet: This is my one warning to all the ladies in the locker room. If any of you try to get involved in the main event then I will introduce you to Five Feet of Crazy. I will call the match right down the middle. Also I will have The New Foundation act as security for this match. As for you Roxi, you best keep your eyes on me because I will be your future opponent. As for Seleana, your wife better stay out of the way or she will get hurt.
The crowd is chanting Violet as she smiles.
Violet: Tonight is going to be good. So Port Charlotte lets rock.
Violet's music hits as she tosses the microphone down and exits the ring with Shelby. They stop midway to sign a couple autographs before heading towards the back.
The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see Lemmy, the Labrador Puppy adopted by Caleb Storms and his wife Katie and we see the couple walking behind the excited dog with Caleb holding the lead, as they walk down the hallway they are stopped by Pussy Willow as Lemmy is being fussed over by several stage hands.
Pussy: Caleb, in just a few moments you are taking on Maddox Ayers in tonight's opening match, now Maddox hasn't been heard from since his last match, how does that make you feel?
Caleb: Disappointed, I expected at least some competition heading into my second match of 2020 but if it results in my first win of 2020 I'm not about to complain.
Pussy: And your thoughts on the Internet Championships coming back?
Caleb: As I said in my promo, if a win tonight helps put me into contention for the Men's Title then I'm all for it as I never got to hold that title before they were vacated but I'm not about to start demanding my inclusion either.
Katie: And I've warned him that if he does, he'll be sleeping with Lemmy for a week!
Katie quickly realizes her slip up and face-palms.
Katie: On the couch, as Lemmy isn't allowed upstairs he'd be spending a lot of time with Lemmy, we'd better get going before I embarrass myself further!
Caleb quickly agrees and they walk off with Lemmy as the scene fades.
The camera moves backstage to where the merchandise table was set up. There were a lot of the "old" stuff on the ground and when the camera moves up, the Hall of Fame Bombshell, Mikah was seen behind the table. She was moving things around and pushing other shirts off onto the ground to make room for the Swiftie Griftie t-shirt. She was also wearing the Swiftie Griftie t-shirt that she'd modified and cut the sides to tie together and it was cut into a mid-riff baring top and paired it with a pair of white short shorts.
Backstage person: Mikah, please stop throwing the shirts on the ground.
They seemed to attempt to put the shirts back on the table only for Mikah to push them off again.
Mikah: Excuse you. Stop.
Mikah pushes another pile of Roxi Johnson t-shirts onto the ground and gives the worker a dirty look.
Merchandise Seller: This is not your job, Mrs. Green.
Mikah: It's Mikah. I may be married to Drake Green but do NOT refer to me as Mrs. Green, I am not old. And do I look like I care if this is my job or not?
Mikah held a look on her face for a moment before pushing a pile of Bobbie Dahl shirts onto the ground as well. She replaces the empty spots with the new Swiftie Griftie t-shirts.
Mikah: I don't, if you were wondering. Do you even KNOW who I am?
Mikah looks the person up and down and rolls her eyes in slight disgust.
Mikah: I'm a SCW Hall of Famer, a former THREE time Bombshell Champion. I can basically do as I please here and there's nothing you can do about it. Now move.
She pushes the worker out of the way and then adjusts the table so the new Swiftie Griftie shirts were front and center. She then grabs her phone and begins to blast Taylor Swift's 'You Need to Calm Down' song.
Mikah: Perfect.
LIVE! On February 16 from the Yuengling Center in Tampa, Floria!
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Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, children of all ages, our opening match is a Standard Rules Singles match. First to make their way to the ring, from Syracuse, New York, at six feet two inches and two hundred twenty pounds, please give a great welcome to THE METAL STORM CALEB STORMS!!!
The opening scream for the song "Test Your Metal" by Unleash The Archers is heard over the speakers and the lights start flashing across the arena. Caleb comes out head banging along to the song before he poses for the crowd at the top of the ramp. Caleb then makes his way down the ramp slapping hands with the fans as he makes his way down the to the ring. He slides into the ring and throws up the metal horns as he waits for Maddox Ayres to make his way to the ring.
Simone: Ah, Caleb Storms, even if you are not a Metalhead you have to like someone like Caleb Storms.
Adams Nobody has to like someone just because someone else says they should. I tend to like a wrestler like Maddox Ayres who is willing to do whatever it takes to stay viable in a match and win the match.
Justin: Next to make their way to the ring, from Orlando, Florida, at six feet three inches and two hundred twenty pounds, please give a great Florida welcome to MADDOX AYRES!!!
The crowd in Port Charlotte, Florida, rise up with a great reaction for the mention of the name Maddox Ayres, as he is from Florida. The lights dim in the arena with several purple beams of light turning on. "Courtesy Call" by Thousand Foot Krutch begins to play through the speakers.
As 'hey-o' is said in the song and the music kicks in, Maddox Ayres runs out onto the stage to a loud pop from the crowd. He stands on the stage with a huge smirk on his face.
Maddox begins to make his way to the ring, interacting with the fans along the way. He spots a kid that's a fan of his leaning over the barricade and takes the shirt off his back and hands it to him. After doing so, he continues to make his way to the ring. Maddox slides into the ring and immediately climbs to the top turnbuckle. He makes a finger gun and points it at the crowd with a huge smile on his face before jumping back down. He turns to face Caleb Storms and waits patiently for the bell to ring to officially start this match.
Adams: I love the line in the entrance music of Maddox that goes I AM NOT AFRAID OF THE STORM THAT COMES MY WAY. That should be a bad omen for his opponent Caleb Storms.
Simone: Yeah whatever.
Adams: We have an even match as far as height and weight is concerned with Storms at six feet two inches and two hundred twenty pounds and Ayres at six feet three inches and two hundred twenty pounds. I give the edge to Maddox as he is the type of wrestler who gives all he has in every match and will do whatever it takes, within the rules, to get the win.
Simone: I have to say the advantage goes to Caleb with the immense experience he has in the ring.
Referee Drew Patton calls for the bell and this match is officially underway.
DING DING DING!
Caleb and Maddox meet in the center of the ring. There is a stare down and then we see Caleb Storms reach out his hand for a handshake with Maddox Ayres. Maddox accepts the offer of a handshake but the moment he grabs the hand of Caleb he is pulled hard by Storms who hits him with a clothesline dropping him to the mat.
Adams: That was a dirty trick on the part of Caleb Storms.
Simone: Remember what I always say if you get taken advantage of then you are at fault for allowing it to happen to you. What Storms did was perfectly legal within the rules of this match.
Maddox Ayres gets to his feet and he smile smiles and acknowledges the nice move by Caleb Storms. This time it is Ayres who reaches his hand out for a shake with Storms. Caleb cautiously accepts the handshake offer by Maddox and the moment he grabs the hand of Ayres we watch as Maddox pulls Caleb toward him hitting him with a knee to the midsection. Storms doubles over from the knee shot and Ayres quickly hits a DDT on Caleb. He quickly rolls Storms over and goes for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Caleb Storms gets out of the pin attempt for a two count. He rolls to the side while Maddox Ayres gets to his feet and stands off a distance to wait for Storms to get to his feet.
Adams: That was a near win by Maddox Ayres early in the match.
Simone: You know the saying that closies only count in horseshoes and hand grenades. This is a wrestling match not those other things.
Caleb gets to his feet and he motions to Maddox his appreciation for that quick move he put on him. Even with the mutual respect they are showing both knows the other can strike and end this match suddenly so both remain cautious. Caleb and Maddox approach each other and they lock up and maneuver for the advantage. Maddox gets the advantage and places Caleb in a hammerlock. Storms quickly reverses it and he has Ayres in a hammerlock. As Maddox twists to get out of the hammerlock Caleb pulls on the arm of Maddox and whips him into the ropes. When Ayres rebounds off the ropes Storms hits him with a superkick that drops Maddox to the mat. Caleb is quick to dive on top of Ayres for the pin but he fails to hook his legs.
ONE!
TWO!
Maddox Ayres kicks out of the pin at a two count. Caleb Storms pounds the mat as he thought he had the pinfall win.
Simone: A near win by Caleb Storms.
Adams: Now you are stating the same thing I did previously. Remember your closies only count in horseshoes and hand grenades.
Simone: Shut up!
Caleb is upset at missing the pinfall and his frustration shows. He reaches down and grabs Maddox by his hair and starts pulling him to his feet by the hair. When Ayres is on his way up he lunges at Storms hitting him with a head butt to the midsection. Caleb does not release his hold on the hair of Maddox but continues pulling him to his feet. When Storms has Ayres on his feet he maneuvers to attempt either a body slam or suplex but Maddox grabs Caleb and rolls him up in a small package.
ONE!
TWO!
T...
Caleb Storms manages to twist out of the pin attempt enough to get his shoulder up to cause only a two count. Referee Drew Patton holds up two fingers to show everyone it was only a two count. This time it is Ayres who is upset he missed the pinfall as he pounds the mat with his fists.
Adams: This is one of those matches where it goes back and forth and it makes for a good match.
Simone: I agree both wrestlers are fairly evenly matched so I believe the it will come down to who makes the first mistake that is significant enough for their opponent to get the win.
Caleb Storms is upset at the back and forth and the look on his face shows he is ready to put an end to this match. Maddox Ayres walks up to Referee Drew Patton to complain about the slow count on the pin he had on Storms. Patton informs Ayres that he is in charge of officiating this match, he has great officiating abilities, and his count on the attempted pinfall was fine. While Maddox continues arguing with Referee Patton we watch as Caleb comes up behind Maddox, wraps his arms around his body and executes a suplex driving Ayres hard into the mat. Caleb drags Maddox to his feet and whips him into the ropes catching him with the hurricanrana on the rebound. Storms quickly gets up and pulls Ayres to his feet where he quickly executes his Painkiller Blue Thunder Bomb on him and Caleb ties him up for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
The bell rings to end this match and Referee Patton tells Storms to get off Ayres and he does. Caleb struts around the ring while waiting for the official decision on the match to be announced.
Justin: Here is your winner of this match, by pinfall, THE METAL STORM CALEB STORMS!!!
The crowd erupts to a mixed reaction as Referee Drew Patton raises the hand of Caleb Storms for the win. He drops the hand of Storms and Caleb exits the ring and quickly makes his way into the backstage area. Maddox Ayres is slow to get to his feet and he staggers to the ropes where he exits the ring and slowly makes his way toward the backstage area.
Simone: I said it would come down to who can take advantage of the mistakes of the other for the win. Not sure the match would have ended as quickly as it did had Maddox Ayres not allowed himself to be distracted by arguing with the Referee.
Adams: I cannot argue with that.
The camera moves backstage again, this time moving to where Hot Stuff Mark Ward and Christian Underwood's office was. Instead of Hot Stuff Mark Ward's desk being in his office, it was outside and once again Mikah was seen behind it setting up the new "Favorite Bombshell" shirt all over the top of it. She sits down in his desk chair and crosses one leg over the other. She has also changed out of the Swiftie Griftie shirt and into the Favorite Bombshell shirt. She smiles as Hot Stuff Mark Ward returns to his office but is clearly blocked out by Mikah's make shift t-shirt stand.
HS: I am gone for five minutes...
He shakes his head as he spots Mikah sitting in HIS chair behind HIS desk.
Mikah: Oh, hi!
She stands back up and fixes her own modified t-shirt.
HS: What happened to my office?!
Mikah: You mean, my store room?
She smiles innocently at him before grabbing a shirt and moving around the desk and holding it up to him. She tilts her head to the side before shaking her head and grabbing another one and holding it up to him, a smaller one than before.
Mikah: Yep, figured.
She tries to take his shirt off of him but he pushes her hands away from him in an exasperated manner.
HS: I'm not your son, God dammit!
Mikah gives him a look before shaking her head.
Mikah: Don't care. You dress like a Grandpa and I'm fixing the matter.
He gives her a look as if he was offended about her comment but it doesn't seem to bother her as she waits for him to say something but then smirks at him.
Mikah: I'll take it back...
She pauses and folds her arms over her chest.
Mikah: If you admit that I'm your favorite Bombshell of all time.
He shakes his head before going to walk away from her but she follows him, not letting him leave. This goes on for a few minutes before he stops and turns to look at her.
HS: I know you like looking at my arse, but this is annoying."
She gives him an innocent look.
Mikah: Then just admit that I'm your favorite and I'll stop. Because I can do this for ages; Leighton is watching Myles and I have alllllll night.
Mikah grins at him with a determined look in her eyes.
HS: You're gonna start looking like a pervert soon.
She rolls her eyes at him before glancing back at his desk, which was a few feet behind her in the hallway before she turns her attention back to him.
Mikah: "Nah. People already know that I am your favorite. I just need you to admit it and confirm it.
He just shakes his head before walking away.
Mikah: I knew it!
The camera opens up backstage focused on the face of backstage reported, Ms. Rocky Mountains. Ms. Rocky smiles into the camera as she holds her microphone up.
Ms. Rocky: Ladies and gentleman, at this time I am being joined by the woman who, in just three weeks time, will go on to challenge for the World Bombshell Championship. Please welcome my guest, Bobbie Dahl!
The crowd can be heard booing as Bobbie steps into view of the camera, a big grin on her face. Normally she hates these interviews, but she seems all too eager for tonight.
Ms. Rocky: Bobbie, thank you for joining me tonight. You look rather happy, which is quite different than we've seen you as of late.
Bobbie nods as the smile stays on her face.
Bobbie: Well no shit, Ms. Rocky! How can I NOT be happy?! I finally secured my shot for the World Bombshell Championship. I've got nothing to complain about there!
Ms. Rocky: While that might be true, that very match could be altered depending on the outcome of the main event tonight. Roxi is set to defend the title against Seleana and if Seleana wins, the title match at My Bloody Valentine will be a triple threat.
Bobbie rolls her eyes, and the smile fades for a brief moment. It returns, however, as she thinks about the main event.
Bobbie: Somehow, I don't see that happening, Ms. Rocky. They may have handed Seleana a championship match, but it's not going to work out in her, or anyone else's favor.
Ms. Rocky: What do you mean everyone else's?
Bobbie laughs and shakes her head.
Bobbie: Do you people honestly think I'm stupid? I know why Mark and Christian gave this match to Seleana and it wasn't because she "earned it." It was because they're secretly hoping to ruin my plans for a one-on-one shot against Roxi! They were trying to piss me off, knowing I just won the Number One Contendership, yet someone else is given a crack at Roxi before me? Whatever. Their plan won't work.
Ms. Rocky raises an eyebrow, confused.
Ms. Rocky: I don't...I don't think that's what they're doing. Seleana is a former World Bombshell Champion herself. She's more than deserving of this opportunity.
Bobbie rolls her eyes.
Bobbie: Jesus Christ! You people and thinking someone deserves another shot just because they've held the title before! That doesn't mean shit! Things change. People change, and just because they were once deserving of it, doesn't mean they're always deserving of it! And just like people think I once didn't deserve a shot, doesn't mean I can't turn things around and prove them wrong! All you people are so biased just because you like someone! Or because someone else panders to what the fans want!
Ms. Rocky: That's not-
Bobbie: Save it, Fake Tits Number Two! I know what I see! Everyone hates me so they'll NEVER think I'll deserve my shot, even when I've clearly already earned it! Even WHEN I beat Roxi, you'll all find some excuse to call bullshit! Well screw all of you! I'm going to prove you all wrong! No one is safe! Got it?!
Ms. Rocky stares at Bobbie for a moment, blinking her eyes. Bobbie eventually lunges at Ms. Rocky, causing the reporter to flinch and jump back. Bobbie throws her head back and laughs before she turns and walks away.
WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
Ben Jordan (c) vs Fenris
We are taken backstage to where Clive, one of the long-standing members of the Sin City production team is in heated dialogue with a member of the ring crew. Behind him the imposing figure of GRIME Member Light Blue appears behind him carrying a large bouquet of flowers.
Clive: Jeeeeeez don't sneak up on people like that!
Light Blue: Can you deliver these to Kate Steele?
Clive: Well no she's...
Light Blue: Courtesy of our friend The Dragon.
Clive: Cross. Normally I'd think you guys were up to something, but he probably would be stupid enough to mess with someone's wife.
Clive reaches out and takes the bouquet.
Clive: I tell you that guy's an idiot. He had a full brass band back here a couple of weeks ago, hired them from a local school believe it or not. Something about a title victory tour. He's got a guitar today I really don't want to see what he...
Light Blue: Hey, look over there.
As Clive turns to look, Light Blue takes his opportunity to escape the rambling and sets off in the opposite direction at a run.
Clive: Oh, I guess you're a busy guy then, I'll make sure she gets these!
Simone: Welcome back to Climax Control and our second match of the evening, originally this match was between Mercedes Vargas and Johanna Krieger but as Mercedes is still injured, she was replaced in this match by Song.
Adams: Song and Orchid have been wowing the SCW crowds for the past several years but as of late their appearances have been sporadic, this is Johanna's second match and she won her debut match against Bella Madison earlier this month in a match she won and now she has a chance to continue her winning ways.
Simone: Not easy against Song, let's take it to Justin!
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and has a fifteen minute time limit!
Cutthroat by Kittie hits as the lights in the arena go out and a single red spotlight appears on stage, in the center Johanna Krieger stands there with a black leather jacket over the top.
Justin: Introducing first, from Nuremberg, Bavaria, Germany, she is "The Agent of Mayhem" Johanna Krieger!
She makes her way down to the ring as the spotlight follows her, she slides in the ring and crawls to the corner before staying on her knees with her arms back holding onto the middle rope as the house lights come up.
Simone: I wonder if the change of opponent affected Johanna's game plan going into this match?
Adams: If it did, she's not showing it.
Justin: And her opponent!
FoShan Theme Song Starts to play we see Song walking down the ramp. She gets halfway down and pauses.
Justin: From FoShan, China, Song!
Song bows before she makes her way down to the ring, however as the Chinese Bombshell enters the ring Johanna bulrushes her and delivers two clubbing blows to her back prompting Jacob to call for the bell.
Simone: Johanna's not wasting anytime here.
Adams: Song hasn't been on SCW TV for a long time, but she is a veteran and Johanna will need the early advantage.
DING DING DING!
Jacob tries to admonish Johanna for the cheap shot but she ignores him as the German Bombshell delivers a series of knee strikes to Song's midsection before whipping her off the ropes, on the round Johanna goes for a Roundhouse Kick but Song ducks under it and hits a pair of high dropkicks to Johanna's chin the second one sending Johanna stumbling towards the ring ropes, Song charges in for a follow up and Johanna ducks down.
Simone: Whatever Song's looking for, Johanna just countered it with a Backdrop.
Adams: Not quite Belinda, Song just landed on the apron and Johanna doesn't realize it!
Johanna turns around only to receive a high kick from the apron courtesy of Song sending her stumbling towards the middle of the ring and giving Song a chance to hit Johanna with a Springboard Clothesline! Song goes for the first cover of the match.
ONE!
TWO!
And Johanna powers out of it, Song backs off waiting for Johanna to get back to her feet so that Song can keep her offense going.
Simone: Song has the first pin but whether she can keep it up against Johanna is another matter.
Adams: Song is a veteran, but she has competed in a lot more Tag Team Matches than Singles.
Once Johanna is back on her feet Song goes for a Slingblade but Johanna ducks under the attempt and hits Song with a Release German Suplex! Song roles out of the ring rather than let the rookie maintain any advantage over her but Johanna follows her out before hitting Song with a Snap Suplex onto the ring apron! Song remains on the ring apron long enough for Johanna to roll her back into the ring at which point Johanna locks in a Boston crab.
Simone: Because clearly, we haven't seen enough moves that slam the opponent onto the ring apron after last week's Main Event!
Adams: Don't remind me! My back still hurts from watching that and Johanna's Snap Suplex to Song isn't helping!
Jacob gets into position and asks Song if she wants to submit which Song refuses to do and after a few minutes she reaches the bottom rope forcing Johanna to break the hold! However, Johanna apparently thinks that she's done enough for the win as she drags Song back to the middle of the ring and goes for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
And Song kicks out!
Simone: Hey, how long has this match been going for? I know Justin said that there was a fifteen minute time limit.
Justin: Ten minutes remaining.
Adams: If that's not perfect timing I don't know what is, that said if either of these ladies want to avoid a time limit draw, they had better finish this match soon, doesn't matter if it's Song or Johanna!
Johanna gives Jacob an annoyed look, but he ignores her and tells her to continue the match, so Johanna does just that by picking up Song only for Song to hit her with a Jawbreaker followed by a Hurricanrana that sends Johanna to the outside! The crowd come to their feet as they realize what Song has on her mind as the Chinese Bombshell gets a running start before hitting Johanna with a Suicide Dive through the ropes that sends the German Bombshell back first against the security barrier.
Simone: That's going to hurt in the morning!
Adams: Song or Johanna?
Simone: Both!
Jacob starts the ten count and it reaches seven before Song gets back to her feet and rolls Johanna back into the ring and climbing up onto the apron where she hits Johanna with a Springboard Senton! Song quickly goes for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
And Johanna gets the shoulder up, it's now Song's turn to get frustrated but she quickly gets over it before giving Johanna some breathing room though it's clear that Song has something in mind! It isn't long until we find out what that something is as she goes for The Perfect Melody Superkick, but Johanna has it well scouted as she ducks under it, spins Song around and hits her with a Belly to Belly Suplex!
Simone: Song looked set to end this match with The Perfect Melody!
Adams: But Johanna had it well scouted! Undoubtedly Song had Justin's ten minute call in the back of her mind as she went for that Superkick!
Johanna waits for Song to get back to her feet before hitting her with a Superkick of her own and going for a cover.
ONE!
TWO!
And Song kicks out! Johanna is clearly getting angry at this point, but that anger turns to desperation when.........
Justin: Five minutes remaining.
Simone: Whose idea was it to give this match a fifteen minute time limit anyway?
Adams: Ask the bosses, which I'm sure either Song or Johanna will be once this match is over.
Johanna waits for Song to get back to her feet and goes for the Running Busaiku Knee that she calls the Skold ov Makt but Song ducks under it and rolls up Johanna from behind.
ONE!
TWO!
And Johanna gets the shoulder up! Johanna sits up only to be hit with a Shining Wizard to the face, but Song doesn't go for the cover, instead she heads to the top rope.
Simone: What does Song have in mind here?
Adams: Whatever it is, I bet its bad news for Johanna!
Song goes for a Shooting Star Press, but Johanna gets the knees up knocking the wind right out of Song, Johanna seizes the opportunity and locks in a Rear Naked Choke!
Simone: Krieger Clutch, it's over!
Adams: Stick a fork in Song, she's done!
Song spends a good few minutes trying to break free of the hold, but Johanna has it locked in tight, however just as Song is starting to fade the bell rings.
DING DING DING!
Simone: Did Song submit?
Adams: I don't think so, Jacob seems just as confused as the fans are, but Johanna seems to think she's won!
Johanna lets go of the hold and celebrates but Jacob tells her to hold off until he gets the official word from Justin, it doesn't take long for that to happen either.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, the time limit has expired, therefore this match is a draw!
Simone: I wonder how long it'll be before the bosses catch grief for this?
Adams: I don't know but the fans at ringside are learning a few swear words as we speak, in German and English!
Johanna is incensed feeling that she got screwed over, but all Jacob can do is shrug off her protests, so she locks Song back in the Krieger Clutch!
Simone: Oh, come on! A time limit draw is frustrating but that's no excuse for this!
Adams: Thankfully the cavalry is coming down!
Song is helpless to resist the submission hold as Drew and Jasmine sprint down to the ring to help Jacob get Johanna off Song, after a few minutes she does just that and flips off all three referees as she heads to the back.
WORLD BOMBSHELL CHAMPIONSHIP
Roxi Johnson (c) vs Bobbie Dahl
We are taken backstage to where Mark "The Dragon" Cross can be seen backstage, selecting the perfect spot. Eventually coming to a stop he puts down the battery-powered Street Cube amp, slings the guitar case off his shoulder and props it against the wall. He has to go back to it a couple of times as he sees it start to slip, but eventually, it stays put.
Lastly, he sets up the roller banner that was in his other hand, revealing the words "Teddy Warren Wrestling Lesson Benefit Fund"
Next, he unzips the guitar case, revealing a bright yellow Fender Cyclone, leaving the bag open on the floor in true busker style. He plugs in, dials the amp up to loud and begins to play the intro to "Paranoid"
Mikah walks around the corner and scowls at the annoying sound of the overly loud music. She was not a fan and walks over to the amp and unplug the guitar.
Mikah: Seriously!? Do you have to be so annoying? Can't you do normal things? Who the hell let's you wander around and be annoying as fuck?!
She was not a patient person and she'd already set up the Swiftie Griftie stuff and had been changed into Mark Ward's Favorite Bombshell short for a while.
Mark was just about to tear into a face-melting solo when his signal was suddenly lost. That was disappointing.
The Dragon: Dammit, you killed my solo! Erm...the same guy you have written on your shirt I think? I don't really know honestly, but they haven't found an excuse to get rid of me yet.
He glanced down at the gig bag that had managed to accumulate a few measly dollars and coughed.
She gives him a slightly annoyed look before folding her arms over her chest.
Mikah: Maybe if you went outside and clear across the parking lot, you might make more money.
She smirks arrogantly at him. She never seemed to be worried about what people thought about her.
Mikah: I mean, if you're REALLY desperate for money...
Mikah rolls her eyes at him as she keeps a firm hold on the cord. She didn't appreciate the noise.
Mikah: You mean of who is currently employed?
She thinks for a moment before looking at him.
Mikah: People you couldn't even lace your boots up to compete with.
She takes a step or two backwards and puts space between them.
Mikah: Ben Jordan. He is a friend of mine. Evie Baang. There's two names, do you need more?
The Dragon: I mean...two people out of a company isn't a big list, especially when one of them is a friend, you might be biased...
Feeling defeated, Mark slings the guitar off his shoulder, writing off the rest of his impromptu busking session.
The Dragon: So if I beat Ben at some point, can you please stop interrupting my little backstage stunts? This is twice in two weeks it's a little disheartening.
She gives him a look before folding her arms over her chest.
Mikah: Excuse you? Who do you think you are?
She looks him over again as he sits there, feeling bummed that his jamming session was interrupted.
Mikah: Ben Jordan is the champion, is he not? That makes him the best that this company has to offer. So you don't get to say that I am biased; he was my husband's friend before he was my friend. That makes me unbiased.
She pushes her hair over her shoulder.
Mikah: And when you get to Hall of Fame status and kick the nutjob's ass several hundred times, maybe then you can talk to me how you see fit.
Mark kneels down to the floor, collecting up the three dollars he'd managed to earn from the gig bag before putting the guitar back inside.
The Dragon: So beating the best the company has to offer isn't enough to make your Christmas card list? Tough crowd.
He zips up the bag, picking it up and slinging it back over his shoulder.
The Dragon: Guess we're going to agree to disagree for a while then huh?
Mikah raises an eyebrow at him.
Mikah: Have you beaten Ben Jordan? I think not.
She cracks a half-smile at him.
Mikah: I don't do Christmas cards, by the way. I don't have the time for them. So don't feel left out because nobody gets them.
She shrugs her shoulders as she looks at him.
Mikah: It wouldn't surprise me, most people don't agree with me.
The Dragon: It's not going to escalate me to Hall of Fame status in one match though either is it? Now if you don't mind...
Mark snaps down the roller banner.
The Dragon: I have a match to prepare for. It's been...erm...yeah...running into you again
She laughs before shaking her head at him and tossing the cord to him.
Mikah: It was all your pleasure.
We cut back to the arena where there seems to be a commotion in the crowd. The cameras go up to the section in question as we find Sierra Williams with a box handing out what looks to be Taco bell to the fans at ringside.
Adams: Is she.....
Simone: Oh good lord she's lost her damn mind
Adams: Ladies and gentlemen it appears as if Sierra Williams took her loss to Kate Steele so hard she has gone back to her pre-wrestling job at Taco bell...
Sierra smiles and hands out a few more taco supreme and crunch wraps before leaping the barricade in a purple taco bell shirt and black jeans, she slides in the ring with a smile and looks down at the box.
Sierra Williams: Hey, you guys enjoying your Taco Bell?
There is a roar of approval from the crowd followed by that one guy who decides to yell at the top of his lungs "we want Chipotle". Sierra shakes her head with a small laugh under her breath.
Adams: She looks a little disturbed....
Simone: Wouldn't you?
Sierra Williams: So, that's what I had to do to get you people to give a shit about me huh? Give you cheap, greasy mexican food? No wonder America has an obesity problem.
The crowd turns booing Sierra as she sneers
Sierra Williams: I bet you all thought it was funny that I lost to Kate Steele huh?. You know you should, you should find it funny. Because it is laughable. It's laughable because Kate..or Diamond, or the flying cuckgirl, whatever she wants to be called, she's a joke. An unfunny joke. One of those jokes that your racist uncle tells you at Christmas where the rest of the family just stares in embarrassment. That is what Kate Steele is. And the truth is that I should not have lost to her. But I did. So I looked to my past, I looked to what I did before I realised this dream of becoming a professional wrestler, being able to feed my daughters and have a life. I looked to when I worked at Taco bell for 10 dollars an hour and I knew....I can't let shit like that happen again....
Sierra lowers the mic and takes off the Taco bell shirt to reveal a black and red top, her free hand sliding into the front pocket of her jeans
Sierra Williams: That right there...that is my past, and I damn sure am never going back to that. So, I have entered into the blast from the past tournament. I have entered into it for one reason and one reason alone. To drag whoever my partner is right to the finals, win and then go on to face whoever the SCW bombshells champion is. And I don't care if it's Bobbie, I don't care if it's Roxi, I don't care who ends up with that title. I am done failing, I am done hearing the word potential get thrown around about me, letting it hand like a fucking albatross around my neck....see that loss to Kate Steele opened my eyes. I've been too nice, too respectful. I lost to Bobbie, I lost to Roxi and I just laid down and accepted it. But the loss to Kate Steele? I can't accept, and it's made me realise that I lost something. Something I will get back....
Sierra drops the mic as "Realist Killaz" hits signalling her to march back up the ramp ignoring the fans
Backstage, Sam Marlowe can be found standing with Pussy Willow in front of the Climax Control logo.
Pussy Willow: I am here with Sam Marlowe who last week ended up saving Jessie Salco from a vicious attack from the Maniacs. Sam, what possessed you to save Jessie given that the two of you have been not on the best of terms.
Sam looks at the camera and then offers a cheeky smile as one hand rises to push her red curls back.
Sam Marlowe: Well, I couldn't very well sit back and watch anyone be attacked like that. So I came out and made the save. Not that Jessie was thankful at all. But regardless of the lack of thanks, still felt that I needed to do something. Considering that I am going to face her at the supercard, I didn't want her to have any excuse if she lost at My Bloody Valentine.
Pussy Willow: We saw Sam that she wasn't too happy with that and the two of you ended up in a brawl backstage before you were in the title match later that night.
Sam Marlowe: I guess it was Jessie trying to get her pride back after having someone save her. But I am not going to take someone trying to get ahead they way se tried to. Like my Daddy says, if someone wants to write a check with their mouth that their ass can't cash, you make them pay and that is what I did.
Looking serious, Sam turns again to the camera.
Sam Marlowe: So I just have one message to send to Jessie. If you want to get froggy...trust me, the first jump is going to be your last. Been great talking to you Pussy.
Without waiting for Pussy to reply, Sam walks away.
Justin: The following match is a singles match... making his way to the ring first... weighing in at 215 pounds... Teddy Warren.
The spotlight hits the curtain as it does the loud sounds of "Forever" by Drake begins to blast across the speakers. The moment it does "The Lyrical One" Teddy emerges from the curtains clad and he is accompanied by two blondes at his side Emerald and Ruby. Teddy smiles as he walks arm and arm with both of them. Once they reach ringside the ladies walk up the stairs first. They both take a seat on the ropes allowing Todd to enter the ring. He can't help but chuckle as he stands in the middle of the ring. Emerald and Ruby slowly take his robe off of him. He smiles as he takes in the boos of the crowd. He can't help but chuckle as he hugs both of the blondes as he waits for the match to begin.
Justin: And his opponent... from Canterbury, England, standing at 6'1" and weighing in at 225lb, he is... Mark "The Dragon" Crrrrrrrrrosssssss!!
The arena lights dim as the bassline to "Never Again" begins to rumble around the arena. As the guitar riff hits, so does the lights, revealing Mark "The Dragon" Cross standing, one fist aloft, at the top of the aisle. Receiving recognition from the crowd, he strides purposefully to ringside, taking a moment to survey the scene as he reaches the apron. Mark climbs into the ring ready for his up coming match up.
Mark and Teddy stand toe to toe in the centre of the ring and before Jasmine can even call for the bell, Teddy slaps his open palm against the face of Cross. Mark sways to the side, but remains standing, which annoys Teddy who quickly backs his slap up with another. When Mark refuses to move, Teddy lines him up for a third slap but Cross ducks out of the way before planting his foot right into the midsection of Teddy, causing him to double over. Jasmine calls for the bell and this match is officially underway.
DING DING DING!
Adams: Teddy surely knows how to ruffle some feathers.
Simone: That's putting it lightly.
Adams: Mark isn't going to let him get away with it.
With Teddy doubled over Mark comes crashing in with a sickening DDT. Teddy's head plants onto the canvas, while; Mark rolls him over, looking for a quick victory here tonight.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! Teddy fires his right shoulder up off the canvas, much to the Sin City Wrestling fans misery. Mark feels their pain, but he doesn't wallow in his disappointment as he gets straight back up to his feet. Teddy matches him and the two men rush towards each other, colliding in the centre of the ring. The much stockier Teddy sends Mark into the ropes. Mark bounces off them, and Teddy picks him up and slams him to the canvas with a spine buster. Teddy now hooks the legs looking for the win.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! Cross quickly powers out, leaving a stunned Teddy to fire a filthy death stare towards Jasmine.
Adams: I don't think giving Jasmine the stink eye is the best plan of attack here, Teddy.
Simone: No, please keep doing it... I can't wait to see how Jasmine reacts.
Adams: You're evil, pure evil.
Simone: Have you only just met me?
Mark and Teddy get back up to their feet and Teddy screams right in Mark's face trying to distract him, but Mark sweeps his feet out from under him, sending him to the canvas. Mark gets on the front foot and started to unleash a fury of kicks in Teddy's direction. Teddy is madly trying to cover up and he does his best to worm his way over to the ropes, hugging on to the bottom rope for dear life. Jasmine warns Mark but Mark makes sure he sinks another boot in just before his time is up, much to the fans delight.
Simone: A grown man, hugging the bottom rope as if it's his blanket looking to be saved.
Adams: Strange, but it was effective.
Teddy slowly gets back up to his feet, but he keeps one hand on the ropes at all time, much to Mark's annoyance. As Mark makes his way over towards Teddy, Jasmine steps in between them her back turned to Teddy. Teddy takes advantage of this and sneakily, sticks a thumb into Mark's eye before launching off the bottom rope, he nearly misses Jasmine as he leaps frogs her and comes flying in with a flying clothesline. Mark is laid out on the canvas; his hand instantly reaches up to his face, but Jasmine is too busy scolding Teddy for his reckless behaviour when it comes to the referee to notice that Mark has been blinded.
Adams: Did Teddy just wave off Jasmine?
Simone: He really has no idea, does he?
Teddy waves Jasmine off before he walks back over to Mark, scooping him up just to send him back down to the canvas with a scoop slam. He follows that up with a leg drop before scooping him up once more planting him face first onto the canvas with a spike DDT. Mark rolls over onto his back and Teddy snakes his way over and makes to cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THR...!
NO! Cross manages to power out of the pin predicament and Teddy is livid as he slaps the canvas in anger.
Adams: Come on Mark, do SOMETHING!
Simone: You know, I really don't think he would have thought of that Jason... you're a real ideas man.
Adams: I know you're being sarcastic, but I'll take that compliment, so, thank you.
Mark makes his way back up to his feet and ducks out of the way as Teddy planned on knocking his head off with a clothesline, however Mark plants his toe right on the jaw of Teddy with a Pele Kick. The SCW fans jump up to their feet as Mark starts to build momentum Teddy springs up from the canvas dazed and confused and Mark spearheads a standing drop kick to the midsection, dropping Teddy to his knees before he comes crashing down to the canvas with a sickening Shining Wizard.
Adams: Goodnight Teddy.
Simone: Mark is looking to put this match away.
Mark makes the cover hooking the leg for extra leverage.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE.!
NO! Teddy just as Jasmine's hand was going to slap the canvas for three somehow lifts his shoulder off the canvas, keeping this match alive. Mark looks at Jasmine stunned, but he accepts the decision and make his way back up to his feet. Turning around to look at Teddy who has dragged himself across the ring and is hugging onto the bottom ropes once more.
Adams: Teddy trying to buy some time and catch his breath.
Simone: Or he is just being a coward?
Adams: Ha-ha!
Mark is fed up with Teddy's games and he makes his way over towards him, but Teddy kicks out and clips Mark's ankle causing him to trip over. Teddy leaps up to his feet, slightly swaying as he is still trying to shake off the Shining Wizard kick to the head, but he still launches himself towards Mark without thinking and locks in him for a Teddy Bear Hug.
Simone: Teddy is trying to squeeze the life out of Mark.
Mark fires back slamming his elbow into the side of Teddy's face over and over until Teddy can't take it anymore, he is forced to drop Mark back down to his feet. Teddy scoops him up and slashes his back across his knee before lifting him up and dropping him with the Teddy Nut Cracker. Mark stumbles backwards before falling onto his back and Teddy rushes over to take the win.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! Mark fires a shoulder up keeping this match alive.
Simone: Thank the lord.
Adams: Teddy thought he had it in the bag.
Simone: He always thinks he has it in the bag, he rarely ever does...
Teddy gets back up to his feet and he stomps over towards Mark who is still laid out on the canvas, he scoops him up with a handful of hair and he starts to dripple trash talk to Cross. Cross however, surprised Teddy by returning the favour from earlier tonight and plants a solid slap on the side of his face before he completely takes everyone by surprise dropping Teddy with the Tiger Driver.
Adams: Normally I shout the name of the move, but I can't say it!!!
Simone: Let me help you out, Ketteiteki Desaki!!!
Adams: WHAT SHE SAID!!
Mark makes the cover and Jasmine starts the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner... Mark Crossssssss!!
Mark slowly gets up to his feet and has his arm raised to celebrate his victory.
We venture into the nose bleed section of the Sports Complex as Violet is signing autographs for some of the small children who haven't been able to see the show that well. A cameraman points the camera at her as she looks at the camera.
Violet: I could just sit in the back and watch the action. However, these fans are so amazing. They don't ask for much. The action is incredible.
Violet stands up and walks toward the steps.
Violet: That's the difference between me and the rest of the girls. I look to give back when I can.
Violet turns toward the backstage area as she motions for the cameraman to follow her.
Violet: Being home is fantastic and hopefully soon I will compete here. Until that day, I will savor the moment.
Violet stops at the door that says her locker room. She stops the cameraman and waggles her finger.
Violet: The buck stops here.
Violet enters her locker room as the camera cuts away.
WORLD MIXED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
London Underground (c) vs The Good Shepherds vs The Wolfslair vs Trenton Tigers
The camera returns from break to find Ms. Rocky Mountains standing inside of the ring, microphone in hand.
"If I Had A Heart" by Fever Ray begins to play across the building and the crowd turns with anticipation towards the entrance as "the White Wolf" Fenris emerges from behind the curtains. Fenris stands stoically, looking out towards the capacity crowd before dropping to one knee with head bowed. He symbolically crosses his heart and looks 'up' in homage before standing upright and beginning his journey toward the ring.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ladies and gentlemen! The man who will challenge for the World Heavyweight Championship at My Bloody Valentine III -- Fenris!
Despite the fans that reach out toward him, Fenris does not reciprocate and his attention is solely on the ring. Fenris climbs the ring steps and walks along the apron, turning towards the fans and extends his arms up and begins the 'Viking Clap.' Slowly but surely, despite any potential misgivings towards the young man, many fans join along with him in the Viking Clap. Fenris steps through and continues the clap from one corner to the next, drawing in the energy of the crowd. Fenris returns to take his position at the side of the buxom reporter as the claps slowly subside.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Fenris, thank you for joining me out here. You do not usually grant interviews, willingly at least, particularly ones in-ring, but in three weeks time you will challenge Ben Jordan for the World Heavyweight Championship at My Bloody Valentine III. Now this is a match is being called by many a 'dream match,' one that is six months in the making...
But before she can finish her sentence, Fenris takes her by the wrist and draws the microphone closer to his own mouth to interrupt her proclamation.
Fenis: 'Six months?' Are you joking?
Not understanding what Fenris is getting at, Ms. Rocky Mountains shakes her head in the negative. Fenris scoffs and rolls his eyes.
Fenris: I debuted almost two years ago, and have been trying to get a one-on-one match with Ben Jordan since almost the very start! But every time I would bring it up, Ben would make the same, tired old jokes about not wanting to get his head kicked of -- smart move by the way -- and then just avoid it, and avoid me! So don't give me this 'six months' bullshit...
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Fenris, please... language.
Fenris frowns at her and she clears her throat then opts to switch tactics.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: I have to admit that I, and I imagine the SCW Universe, is surprised at the way you're talking now about the World Champion. It's common knowledge that you and Ben have become quite close as friends...
Fenris: Close? Yes, that is what I thought too. When I was at my lowest professionally and personally, Ben was there. I was ready to chuck everything and leave wrestling. Maybe go back to MMA...
Fenris shrugged in indifference.
Fenris: At that point, I did not know, and did not care. But Ben did, and he flew all the way to Iceland for the sole purpose to drag my ass back to the States. Because he knew that I was not one to just give up. He knew I fed off of the competition, that I needed to win. I needed the World Championship! Just like he did. He knew we needed that long awaited match, no matter who was the champion.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: And at December 2 Dismember IV, it was Ben who emerged as the champion, last eliminating you.
Fenris wears a sarcastic smile on his face and shakes his head.
Fenris: If you want to call it that, sure. And a few weeks later, we saw just what that title means to Ben Jordan. I mean, REALLY means. The depths he will stoop to eliminate the biggest threat he has to his championship!
The screen above the stage comes to life and rolls footage of the Ben Jordan - Senor Vinnie World title match from January 12...
Vinnie rolls back inside of the ring just long enough to break the count before rolling outside to continue Vinnie drags Ben to his feet and he sets him up for an Irish whip but at the last moment Ben reverses it and ACCIDENTALLY sends Vinnie crashing right into Fenris! "The White Wolf" is wiped out, careening to the ringside floor where his head strikes the barricade with Vinnie sprawled on top of him!
Adams: Oh NO!
Simone: That was clearly an accident! Look at Ben!
Indeed the good natured Ben looks absolutely shocked and horrified at what he had just accidentally done to his friend! Ben hovers over Fenris who is holding his head in pain, but is forced to return to the match, taking Vinnie and rolling him back inside of the ring.
The footage ends and Fenris stares hard at the screen before slowly turning his head to address Ms. Rocky Mountains.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: But... Fenris. Clearly that was just an accident. Ben Jordan even publicly said...
Fenris: Oh accident my ass! How the hell he didn't even see me when he threw Vinnie...
The opening guitar riff to "Blame it on the Boom Boom" by Black Stone Cherry starts to play. The riff repeats itself once more. A British flag appears on the screen, waving with a gray filter and the lyrics kick in.
Adams: The SCW World Heavweight Champion is here!
The familiar face of Ben Jordan appears on the screen. The fans instantly burst in to cheers as a smiling Ben Jordan appears at the top of the ramp, dressed in a silver suit and white shirt, the SCW World Heavyweight Championship over his shoulder. Ben looks around the crowd, his trademark smile on his face. He turns his head to the left, winking at the crowd before slowly walking down the ramp. He moves to the left, running his hand along the fans, high fiving as many as possible, before moving to the right and doing the same. Ben stops in front of a fan with a phone and moves next to them, allowing them to take a selfie with the smiling Englishman
Simone: Thank God he's here Jason, I don't think I could have taken any more of the Fenris Pity Party.
He stands outside the ring, looking up at ring, before moving to the steps and jumping up them. He ducks down and in to the ring through the middle and top rope and spins in to the corner, climbing on the top rope and raising his hands. He quickly jumps down and moves towards the center of the ring, looking at Fenris. Ms Rocky Mountains hands Ben her microphone.
Ben: Bloody hell mate, you're gonna need a new drumstick soon, beating that drum so hard, you're gonna wear that one out.
Ben smiles towards Fenris as the crowd cheer.
Ben: I was gonna sit in the back, probably have chat with someone else about all this but you started talking mate, and I got really worried. I mean I looked at you and though wow, he needs hospilization straight away. I've never seen a case of verbal diarrhea in my entire life!
The crowd cheer again as Fenris shakes his head.
Ben: Any more crap coming out of that mouth of yours and you'll need an IV, cause that dehydration is terrible. I had to come and stop you from putting you in that position Fenris, because everything you just said is a waste of listening. You debuted two years ago, good for you sunshine but not once did you come out here and say you wanted to face me, because let's remember this correctly pal, and not spin it so you look good here, you were all focused on Blast From The Past so I never registered in your head. In fact, I didn't even really know you till long after you showed up in SCW. Let's tell the truth, the only reason we started talking was because we ended up in the same boozer and my wife introduced me to you, so dodging you? Nope, until you put your hand in ya pocket and bought a round, you didn't even register in my mind, you was just another wrestler that coulda packed up his bags and left if he never won Blast From The Past.
Ben runs his hand on the championship belt on his shoulder.
Ben: It's like you're sitting here clutching at straws to turn Vinnie crashing in to you as a big deal, but it's happened here in hundreds of matches and you don't see hundreds of people crying like a baby, everyone just sees one person crying like a baby over an accident and that is you.
Ben points at Fenris.
Ben: And we all know why my old son, it's called deflection, defection on the fact that I beat you to get this.
Ben point to the championship as Fenris's brows rise up almost to his hairline.
Fenris: 'Beat me?' Is that what you think you did?
Ben: Well let's see, there was you putting me in a submission move and there was me pinning your shoulders down.
Fenris holds up his hand and shakes his head.
Fenris: No. Watch that ending again, Ben. And you!
He points a finger directly at Ms. Rocky Mountains, then sweeps his finger around the building, at the fans.
Fenris: And every one of you! Watch the end of that match! I have never before in my career ever used the Kirifuda clutch, until I used it to eliminate Austin James Mercer in that very same match, and then again when I used it on you..!
He nods toward Ben.
Fenris: Are you going to tell me, and all of these people out here, that in five minutes time, you figured out how to counter that hold?
He shakes his head.
Fenris: No. The simple truth Ben, is that you did not pin me. I pinned myself!
That declaration is met with some boos from the fans, believing Fenris to be a sore loser. But Fenris is not finished. He takes a step closer to Ben, getting almost nose-to-nose with the champion.
Fenris: So why don't you tell everyone right now, Ben, how it feels to be the first man in SCW history to win that championship by pure. Dumb. Luck!
The look on Ben's face changes as he grits his teeth.
Ben: You wanna talk luck? You wanna talk about how lucky people can be? Let's look at how you found your way to the top. You did that because you had a good partner, now would you have done that with Jessie Salco as a partner? Would you bollocks!
Ben steps closer to Fenris.
Ben: You wanna talk luck? Let us remember that you scraped your way to the tournament final, you scraped your way to the top and just so happened to not be fighting a champion to win this belt, not even a former champion because we all know the story, we all knew Kris Ryans was injured and vacated the belt, so you got to face a man who had to win an Ultimate X match EARLIER THAT NIGHT! I stepped in the ring with five men wanting the same as I did, five men willing to put themselves on the line to walk away with what I did. You beat a guy who had to give it his all just to get to face a FRESH Fenris! You wanna talk about luck. Who really is the lucky one to have the honour of being SCW World Champion?
Ben points at Fenris.
Ben: That'll be you, just in case something gets lost in translation.
Ben shakes his head and turns around to leave but Fenris pulls him back around, but as he does, Ben swings a huge right hand, knocking Fenris square on the seat of his pants!
Simone: Holy shi...
Adams: Shiitake mushrooms!
Ben looks down on a shocked Fenris, sitting on the ground as the crowd cheer. Ben shakes his head in disappointment and turns around.
Adams: I can't believe Ben Jordan just hit Fenris.
Simone: I can't believe Fenris would swoop so low to call Ben lucky after years of busting his ass here.
As Ben starts to climb through the ropes, Fenris is right back on his feet! He grabs Ben by the arm and drags him back inside of the ring and Judo throws him over his shoulder and face-down to the canvas! Fenris then twists Ben's arm, palm down on the mat while standing on the back of his hand!
Simone: No! Don't do it!
Adams: He did the same thing to Lachlan Kane...!
Ben shakes his head 'no' but Fenris does it! He stomps right down onto the twisted elbow of Ben Jordan, jamming it into the mat!
Adams: Oh my god!
he crowd boos the act viciously as Ben thrashes on the mat, grabbing at his arm! Fenris stalks towards him when the three SCW referees swarm into the ring, backed up by security to separate the two! Fenris stares tem down, then stares down at Ben who is clearly in excruciating pain as Ms. Rocky Mountains signals for the paramedics! Fenris shakes his head in disgust and exits the ring through the ropes, taking his leave and ignoring the fans as they boo him for the atrocity he just committed!
Simone: I-I just can not believe what Fenris just did to Ben Jordan! He may have injured his elbow... or tore his shoulder out of its socket!
The camera shows the closing moments of last week's Main Event Match between Bobbie Dahl, Andrea Hernandez, Keira Fisher and Sam Marlowe, or more specifically, it picks up when Andrea is Powerbombed onto the ring apron by Bobbie followed by Sam being hit with the Seven Sins by Keira before the hometown girl is taken out by Bobbie, after Sam is hit with the Bobbie Bomb and pinned by Bobbie via a foot to the chest we pan out to show Jessie watching the match on a monitor in the back with her arms crossed, Jessie shakes her head as Bobbie's music plays before turning off the TV.
Jessie: I win my undercard match whilst Keira bombs out in the Main Event, and they say that history doesn't repeat itself.
Jessie's comment catches the attention of Ms. Rocky Mountains who happened to be walking by, the interviewer approaches Jessie who glances up at her.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Err, Jessie, what did you mean by that?
Jessie: What do you think? I was referring to Keira's undeserved title shot back in 2017, but that's ancient history, isn't it?
Jessie asks rhetorically before shaking her head.
Jessie: But enough about that, once again Sam loses a main event match and to Bobbie Dahl of all people, granted I don't know many people who could kick out of being kicked in the head and then squashed by a big tub of lard masquerading as a woman but it seems Sam can't help but disappoint her fans lately!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: That reminds me, what is your obsession with Sam lately?
Jessie: In due time, though I am thankful to her for saving my ass against The Metal Maniacs last week as I'm sure the bosses are as well considering that we were in my home city and I'm pretty sure there would've been a riot if Sam hadn't intervened!
Ms. Rocky Mountains walks off as the scene fades.
Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall,,, introducing first... hailing from Brooklyn, New York.... Lachlan Kane.
As the lights in the arena cut to black, the speakers come to life with the sound of "You Ain't Ready" by Skillet. The lights begin to flash in an array of white and red as smoke fills the entrance stage. Strolling out to an overwhelming chorus of cheers, Lachlan Kane smiles out at the crowd and throws a couple of phantom punches before making his way down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans along the way. He runs up the steel steps and bounces against the ropes on the outside of the ring on the apron's edge before stepping through the ropes into the centre of the ring. He grins again before throwing his hands up to the deafening roar of the crowd. As his music fades away, he takes off his jacket and hands it off to the ring announcer and throws a few more punches to ready himself.
Justin: And his opponent...
The lights in the arena dim slightly as the distinct opening chords of Imagine Dragons "I'm So Sorry" starts to play over the speaker. The drumbeat kicks in as every eye in the area looks towards the entrance ramp. Images of London flashes on the main screen, along with the members of London Underground. The fans boo as Daniel J Morgan walks out on to the ramp.
Justin: From Bethnal Green, East London, England representing London Underground... Daniel J Morgan.
Daniel stands calmly, Daniel looks around the crowd before slowly starting to walk down the ramp, mostly ignoring the fans as he move's along. Daniel approaches the ring, a picture of calmness on his face as he looks up at the ring and starts to walk up the steps. He lifts his nearest legs to the ropes and steps in the ring, ducking his body and moving in to the ring. He puts his arms out to the fans who boo him but chooses to ignore it. He moves to the corner where he just stares at Kane and waits the for the match to begin...
The ref moves in and checks both for weapons before indicating for the bell to be rung...
DING DING DING!
Morgan and Kane circle the ring as Kane drums up support the best he can, as he hesitantly moves in as he and Morgan lock up in the centre of the ring, as Morgan breaks the hold and lifts Kane up before dumping him onto his back before dropping down and going for a quick cover...
ONE!
kickout.
Simone: Morgan tries to pin Kane early, but Kane kicks out at one.
Kane sits up holding his back, as Morgan grabs him by the head and pulls him up, before hitting a forearm across his head sending Kane back down to the mat, shaking his head, Kane moves to the ropes, as Morgan approaches again, he pushes Kane up against the ropes choking him in the process as the ref moves in and admonishes Morgan for it and reaches a two count before he releases the hold. Morgan backs away for a moment as Kane holds onto the ropes as he tries to recover as much as possible, but he can't as Morgan pulls him up and pushes him against the ropes an delivers a chop to the chest before grabbing his hand and whipping him across the ring, as Kane bounces off one set of ropes and as he comes back Morgan brings an elbow up and Kane connects sending him down to the mat.
Adams: This is shaping up to be a good match up here... as Morgan and Kane aren't getting the upper hand quite yet. Just feeling each other out.
Morgan goes for another pin...
ONE!
Kickout!
Morgan shakes his head, as Kane once more kicks out as he sits up but Morgan is back on him and Morgan grabs Kane by the head and awkwardly tweaks it, as Kane grimaces in discomfort, however he fights through it and gets to his feet, however, Morgan's drives a knee into his stomach before grabbing his hand and goes to whip away from the ropes but Kane counters and Morgan's comes off then ropes opposite, as Kane braces himself to hit a back body drop but Morgan counters and flips Kane onto his back but Kane rolls himself to his feet and hits a dropkick to the face of Morgan.
Simone: Morgan goes for another pin and only gets a two count, as he continues to focus on Kane and grabs his head and tweaks it but Kane tries to fight but only for Morgan to drive a knee into his stomach.
Adams: Morgan then tries to follow up, but Kane uses his size to his advantage and counters Morgan and hits a dropkick to Morgan's face.
Kane gets to his knee, while Morgan holds his face and checks for blood. Kane then climbs to his feet and approaches Morgan who climbs to his feet and delivers a kick to Morgan's leg. Morgan stumbles back but Kane advances with another kick to his leg, which he backs up into the corner. Kane grabs Morgan's leg and wraps it around the middle rope, as the ref moves in and gets to a two count, as Morgan brings an arm around the face of Kane and rakes his face, which forces Kane to let go. Kane quickly moves away as Morgan approaches and pushes Kane up against the ropes before whipping him across the ring and as Kane come back Morgan braces but instead Kane kicks Morgan in the chest.
Simone: Kane continues to focus on Morgan, as he delivers a couple of kicks to his leg forcing Morgan back against the ropes, where he wraps Morgan's leg around the ropes.
Adams: The ref moves in pretty quick to yell at Kane but before he can release, Morgan rakes Kane's face, which definitely forces him to release.
As Morgan pops up, Kane hits a chop to the chest before grabbing Morgan by the hand and tries to whip him into the corner but instead Morgan counters and sends Kane into the turnbuckle back first, which Kane drop to the mat holding his back.
Morgan takes a few moments before moving to Kane and goes for a cover...
ONE!
Kickout!
Adams: Kane with a chop to the chest and as he tries to capitalises on it, Morgan counters and forces Kane into the turnbuckle with force.
Kane kicks out before sitting up. Morgan grabs Kane and pulls him up to his feet but for him to only bring his back down to the mat, where Morgan's delivers a kick to Kane's spine. Morgan then grabs Kane at the nape of his neck with a vice like grip, as Kane grimaces in pain as he holds Morgan's hand.
Kane takes a moment before battling to his feet as he tries to shake off the grip from Morgan but Morgan is relentless and keeps his grip from detaching and forces Kane back down to the mat.
Simone: Morgan with a vicious kick to the spine before grabbing the trap muscle and grips onto it. Kane doesn't look too much in pain unless he hides it well.
Adams: Probably hiding it well and thinking about his next move.
Kane grits his teeth as the ref moves in once more as he asks Kane if he wants to give up and Kane shakes his head, as once more he battle to his feet as he forces Morgan to release his grip. Morgan releases but then grabs Kane and lifts him up but he goes up and over landing on his feet as he stumbles to the corner.
Adams: Kane manages to battle back once more.
Morgan moves toward Kane in the corner, but Kane gets his feet up and Morgan catches them and stumbles away but turns and takes a wild swing at Kane but Kane ducks and as Morgan's turns Kane hits a chop to the chest. Kane shakes his hand as Morgan's moves along the ropes to the next corner, but Kane just follows him and delivers another chop to the chest.
Morgan holds his chest as Kane approaches but as he does morgens drives a knee into Kane's stomach. Morgan then grabs Kane and goes to whip into the ropes but Kane counters sending Morgan into the ropes and with the momentum Kane hits a standing dropkick to Morgan.
Simone: Kane is all over Morgan here... and Morgan has no answer.
Morgan lays on the mat holding his face as Kane makes his way to his feet as he psyche's himself up as Morgan climbs to his feet, Kane grabs Morgan's legs and takes him down before following up with a double foot stomp to Morgan's chest.
Morgan holds his chest, as Kane is quickly back to his feet soaking up the fans cheers as he watches Morgan who makes his way to his feet. Kane charges at Morgan and hits a sling blade sending Morgan back down to the mat.
Adams: Morgan needs to get back into this match. As Kane hits a double foot stomp to Morgan's chest and then with a sling blade.
Kane watches Morgan as he makes his way to his feet in the corner as Kane watches and plans. He and Morgan then rush out of the corner, but Morgan is quicker and catches Kane with a running knee before going for a pin...
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout...
Simone: Wow... that was unexpected. Somehow Morgan catches Kane with a running knee and goes for a pin but only gets a two count.
Adams: Not sure what happened.... But that was complete shift in momentum.
Morgan shakes his head, as he pulls Kane up into a seated position before wrapping an arm around his head and locks in a headlock. Kane gasps for air as he grabs at Morgan's arm, as Morgan tighten his grip a little more, as Kane begin to fade as the ref moves in and takes Kane's arm and raises it once and drops...
ONE!
The ref raises it once more and it drops.
TWO!
Adams: Kane is in trouble here.... his arm has dropped twice and one more and it's over.
The ref raises Kane arm once more and this time it stays up, as Kane begins to fight, as he shifts his legs and slowly fights to his feet, as he raises his arms up and grabs Morgan's head and drops down with a jawbreaker. Morgan drops to the mat to his knees as he grips his jaw, as Kane lays on the mat gasping for air, as the ref checks on both men and starts to count.
Simone: Kane's arm stays up and somehow, he fights back with a jawbreaker, which sends both men down to the mat.
ONE!
TWO!
Morgan shakes his head as he rubs his jaw, as Kane slowly sits up as he rubs his head following the jawbreaker.
THREE!
FOUR!
Kane moves to the ropes and grabs them and slowly makes his way to feet, as he approaches Morgan, where he pulls him up to his feet, however, Morgan surprises Kane with a headbutt before grabbing the stunned Kane and hitting a snap suplex. Kane arches his back in pain, Morgan turns and climbs to his feet, as he grabs Kane and pulls him up to his feet, where he kicks him in the stomach, as Kane doubles over Morgan drives his knee into the face and chest of Kane before delivering a club across his back before hitting the Proper Brown Bread (Spinning reverse DDT).
Adams: Kane is the first to move and approach Morgan but Morgan catches Kane off guard with a headbutt and proceeds to wear him down with a serious of moves before finishing him off with the Proper Brown.
Morgan then pins Kane...
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Simone: Morgan picks up the win.
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of this match via pinfall... Daniel Morgan.
Morgan's London Underground music hits over the p.a, as he moves to his feet and raises his arms in victory as he looks down at Kane before dusting his hands off.
The cameras return to ringside to show Jason and Belinda, sitting behind their microphones ready to move on from what the SCW universe just encountered.
Adams: Well we are only a few weeks away from the most anticipated Blast from the Past mixed tag team tournament kicking off.
Simone: Speaking of which, Jason and I were informed by Hot Stuff that someone very special to the SCW family would be making an appearance tonight to help remind everyone about how important the Blast from the Past tournament is...
Just as Simone finishes what she was saying the cameras pan out and the arena fills with darkness.
Adams: Who cut the lights?
Simone: Stop trying to hold my hand, you, big baby.
Before the two could engage in a full our war of words "Oooh whatcha gonna now? Whatcha gonna do when the rhythm comes kickin you?" as the spine tingling sounds of Dimestone Hood blares across the personal address system. The SCW crowd jumps to their feet in excitement as they know exactly who it is.
Adams: It can't be?
Simone: it is...
The sounds of cheers can be heard as many of the male fans start hooting and hollering as they await the arrival of one of their favourite bombshells to emerge from behind the thick black stage curtain. "Breath life a disease gonna get you, off of me" as the lights start to flicker bright shades of blue, the curtain starts to open and slowly Odette's dainty figure is shown standing at the top of the ramp. Biting her bottom lip Odette surveys, the crowded arena, whilst simply placing her hands-on top of her hips soaking it all in.
Adams: IT'S ODETTE STEVENS!!!!!
Starting her short journey down the cold steel ramp Odette's skin is covered in goose bumps as the crowd is cheering in appreciation. Her black ripped jeans hug so tightly to her glittery skin as the lighting in the arena slowly starts to return to normal. Sliding into the ring under the bottom rope the camera man can't help but try to get a sneaky look down the front of Odette's super tight top, noticing this Odette gives the camera a cheeky smirk, just like old times.
Adams: Everyone has left their seats; they are standing for the first ever Australian Bombshell to grace Sin City Wrestling.
Simone: It's deafening in here... I can't believe Odette has had two kids, look at those abs.
Adams: I would, but I'm some what distracted... is that a Gabriel shirt I see?
Simone: You're not the smartest perving on his wife.
Jumping up to her feet she walks over towards the ropes, turning sharply just before reaching them, Odette hooks her arms around the top rope using the curves from her elbows. Pushing back on the ropes Odette's piercing green eyes focus on the camera in front of her, making sure she gives the fans at home something to gawk at as well. As her theme slowly fades from the personal address system, Justin eagerly hands her a microphone. Odette greets Justin with a smile, before she plants a soft kiss on each of his cheeks. Walking away from the ropes, Odette head into the centre of the ring a smile beaming on her face as she raises the microphone up towards them.
Odette: It's been a while am I right, Port Charlotte?
The SCW crowd throws cheers in the Aussie's direction as her harsh accent cuts through the airways.
Odette: You keep flattering me like that and I might just have to think about lacing up the old boots one more time.
On cue the SCW crowd kicks off a "one more match" chant in her direction.
Adams: Omg, YES... ONE MORE MATCH.
Odette: I mean there are a few morons backstage that I would absolutely love to whip into shape, but we don't have all night for me to list them off... not when we have the Blast from the Past to talk about...
The SCW crowd starts to cheer once more, eager for the tournament to get underway.
Odette: And seeing as I'm the first lady of the Blast from the Past it's only fitting that Mark and Christian asked me here tonight to remind you all backstage just how important this tournament is... I mean I don't have to tell the good people of Port Charlotte how important the Blast from the Past is, because they already know.
The live crowd fire off another round of cheers, causing a smile to crawl across the face of Odette.
Odette: But it appears that there are still some spots available for the taking... three more Bombshells and two more superstars need to step up and take a chance at winning the Blast from the Past and yet... no one backstage seams to have the balls to take this opportunity by the throat and make it their own? It's strange when you have big names like Seleana, Mercedes, Keira, Mackenzie, Charlotte, Apple and Bobbie missing from the list... what's the matter ladies, scared to mess up your mascara? Scared to take a step forward to destined greatness?
She smirked at the camera with a joking look especially when she spoke about her girls Mackenzie and Charlotte. Odette knew they would take it lightly as they always joked around.
Odette: It's absurd we have names like, Alex, Daniel, Fenris, Griffin, Osbourne, Tony, Vinnie missing from the list... what's the matter boys, worried you might scuff your shoes when you try and take step forward in your careers? Pride is a terrible thing when it refuses to let you out of your comfort zones... and shyness, well that doesn't look good on you.
Odette had a smug smirk on her face, but she meant on disrespect she was only trying to toy with the superstars and Bombshell as many were her friends, she was brought here to try and drum up more signees into the Blast from the Past so of course she was going to shame them into signing up for the 2020 tournament.
Odette: I mean I get it; pressure isn't for everyone and trust me nothing can prepare you for the Blast from the Past tournament. It's tricky, it's unpredictable, you'll never know who you'll be paired with. But I can promise you strong teams on paper, don't always lead to guaranteed victories... the element of surprise is always up for grabs and trust me over the past seven years, miracles have happened, tides have changed and luck has been gifted to those who normally tend to be less fortunate. Take a look at last years winners, Kale Smith and Brittany Williams the two could barely string a sentence together but miracles do happen, and they were able to take Alex Jones and Devona on and walk away winning the whole damn tournament.
A slightly impressed smile was on her Aussie's face as she spoke.
Odette: Let's be real, Brittany couldn't wrestle her way out of a wet paper bag until the Blast from the Past came along and by the end of it, no one was doubting her abilities inside this very ring.
The fans give a mixed reaction, as they don't overly like Brittany, but they still pander to every word Odette says.
Odette: The Blast from the Past, isn't just about the unpredictable fun and the guaranteed shots for the Sin City Wrestling World Heavyweight and World Bombshell Championships... no, more importantly it's here to remind us of the legends that have gone before us and paved the way, it celebrates the likes of June Byers, Gorgeous George, Sensational Sherri Martel, Gorilla Monsoon and this year's guardian angels Luna Vachon and Rowdy Roddy Piper. And if you can't get behind legends like them, then why are you even calling yourselves wrestlers? Why are you even stepping foot inside a ring if you can't stop and take a few weeks out of your busy schedules and comfort zones to honour those who have paved the way for all of us? It's a pity so many people backstage can't look past their own pride to see that honouring those who have walked so we could run is ridiculous...
The fans cheer in approval as Odette smiles down the lens of the camera.
Odette: Don't be left behind, don't be a bystander just sitting on the bench watching you chance to honour legends fly by... don't let a chance to take the next step in your career walk past you... fill those damn positions and start your next chapter and who knows you could end up like, Kale Smith, Brittany Williams, Fenris, Courtney Pierce, Evie Baang, Lord Raab, Crystal Millar, Despayre, Andrew Watts, Misty, Simon Jones, Brandi Shotze, Jordan Williams and...
Odette doesn't even have to say her name, she just points to herself and mouths "Me" sending the SCW fans into a frenzy of cheers.
Odette: All of us took the ball, ran with it and walked away with our heads held high, many of us going on to win our respected championships and well after that, as they say the rest is history.
A little giggle left her lips as she took a moment to let that all sink in for those watching. Just as Odette is about to continue speaking, Meghan Trainor's "All About That Bass" begins playing, meaning only one person is ok her way to the ring. Odette rolls her eyes and turns to watch as Bobbie Dahl burst through the curtain, microphone in hand, and begins making her way to the ring to a loud chorus of boos.
Simone: Good Lord, what is she doing here? Hasn't she been targeting Roxi Johnson the last few weeks?!
Adams: Maybe she didn't like Odette name dropping her?!
Whatever the reason may be, Bobbie finally makes it to the ring and walks up the steel steps, keeping her eyes locked on Odette. Odette stands there, shaking her head, as Bobbie enters the ring and stops just a foot away from the former World Bombshell Champion, and GO Gym co-founder. Bobbie stands where she is as the crowd boos loudly, and her music fades.
Adams: I have a bad feeling about this. Odette needs to get out of there!
Simone: As much as I agree, Odette doesn't usually back down from a challenge. And besides, Bobbie's MO has been attacking people from behind. Not face to face.
Bobbie grins wickedly at Odette as she listens to everyone booing her, soaking it in proudly. She waits a few moments and just as the crowd begins to quiet down, Bobbie raises the microphone to speak, or so she leads everyone to believe. At the last second she throws the mic down and clobbers Odette and begins stomping away at the former champion viciously! She then starts targeting Odette's right arm and shoulder, using all of her weight and strength to stomp away!
Adams: You were saying, Belinda?! I think she just changed MO's!
Simone: Oh my God! Someone needs to stop her! What the hell does she have against Odette Stevens?!
As the crowd is on their feet, hoping someone will help Odette, Bobbie drops down and eventually locks in a cross armbreaker and Odette screams out! Bobbie isn't able to keep the hold locked in for long as help bursts through the curtains almost immediately!
Simone: Finally! The cavalry is on the way!
Help in the form of World Bombshell Champion Roxi Johnson! Dani Weston! Ariana Angelos! Makenzie and Charlotte! And Christina Rose! Bobbie barely has time to make it out of the ring as everyone rushes to help Odette! Makenzie, Charlotte and Dani are out for blood! Roxi, Christina and Ariana all drop down to attend to Odette, but the damage might have already been done. Bobbie makes her quick get away as she walks backwards up the ramp, smiling proudly at what she had just done! Roxi heads over to the ropes, locking eyes with Bobbie! Makenzie, Charlotte and Dani all glare down at her, ready to give chase, as they would have no problem catching her but Odette, Ariana and Christina all join them. Odette is slowly moving her arm, through the pain, but they stand together if only against a common enemy!
Simone: Bobbie's war continues, but the odds are getting stacked higher and higher against her when you've got seven Bombshells in the ring against a single woman!
Adams: One of these days Bobbie is going to get a taste of her own medicine!
Simone: And that day is going to be very soon, Jason.
Bobbie stands at the top of the ramp with a smug grin on her face as she stares down at all seven women. Dani is hellbent on her own revenge, but Bobbie pays more attention to Roxi, as her ultimate goal is the title Roxi is in possession of! Bobbie just grins before disappearing backstage.
ROULETTE CHAMPIONSHIP
Griffin Hawkins (c) vs Travis Levitt
The scene changes to backstage where Sin City Wrestling interviewer Scott Oliver is visiting with Bill and Bea Barnhart in their dressing room. Bill is dressed in his wrestling attire and the look on his face indicates he is ready to go for the match. Bea is wearing a nice dress to perform her duties as the Manager for Bill during his match. Iris, their English Bulldog is, as always, wearing her pink diamond-studded doggy collar.
Scott: I am here with Bill Barnhart just moments before he takes off to make his entrance for his match against Alex Jones.
Bill: Ha ha ha! Ho Ho Ho! Har har har!
Scott: Uh, Bill, I do not mean to sound rude but what do you find so amusing?
Bill: There mere mention of the name Alex Jones should cause anyone to laugh out of control. The man is a joke and jokes are to be laughed at.
Scott: Do you feel your comments are a bit too harsh and rude and insulting?
Bill: Not at all Scott. I feel my comments are just the right amount of harsh, rude, and insulting.
Scott: Let me shift the question to you Bea. Do you feel the comments Bill made about Alex Jones to be too harsh and rude and insulting?
Bea: Nah! I am with Bill on this one. His comments on Alex Jones were just the right amount of harsh, rude, and insulting.
Scott: Bill has just been notified he needs to get to the entrance area to be ready to make his entrance for his match. I thank Bill and Bea for giving me their time for this interview session.
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and will be contested under standard wrestling rules!!!
"Chasing Glory" by Feed her to the sharks hits and as the lyrics of the intro cut into the guitar Alex steps out wearing a black and red "wolfslair" t-shirt and his wrestling gear. He makes his way down to the ring with an arrogant sneer before leaping up onto the ring apron
Justin: Currently in the ring!! standing in at 6'0 and weighing in at 225 pounds!! Hailing from Dallas, Texas!! Alex Jones!!!
Raise Your Glass by Pink hits the speakers and we see Bill Barnhart walk out from the backstage area holding a pink glass chalice in his hand. He is followed by his wife and Manager, Bea Barnhart, who is leading their English Bulldog Iris by a pink leash attached to her pink diamond-studded collar. When the song comes to the lyrics RAISE YOUR GLASS Bill Barnhart raises the chalice into the air. The crowd gives a mixed reaction to Barnhart. The three make their way to the ring where Bill hands the chalice to Bea so she can keep watch on it until the match is over. Bill enters the ring then walks around the ring playing the crowd before settling into a corner.
Justin: And his opponent!! Standing in at 6'4 and weighing in at 240 pounds!! Hailing from Lawrenceville, Georgia!! Bulldog!! Bill Barnhart!!!
DING DING DING!
Jacob tells both men that the match has begun as both men circle each other. Alex is really determined to undo some of the past accomplishments as Bill is attempting to play some mind tricks with Alex. Going for some jabs to the face at the point where Alex attempted to go for a collar elbow tie up. This causes Alex to step backwards and reconsider his strategy as Bill turns his attention to his wife and dog who are at ringside.
Adams: Bill is surely confident that he has this match in the bag
Simone: Well he has already garnered a victory over Alex, so why wouldn't he??
Bill turns around and stares at the boots of Alex who has executed a picture perfect dropkick, this staggers Bill to the ropes and Alex follows it up with an Irish Whip, only to have Bill reverse it and sending Alex into the ropes. Alex bounces off the ropes and jumps over Bill who has fallen to the canvas and then leapfrogs over the once again charging Alex. He then turns around and sets Alex up for a Back Body Drop, but Alex manages to leapfrog over him and stops in his tracks. Bill expects Alex to run to the other side and turns around, only to walk into a slap across the face and then a knee in the midsection.. Alex sets him up for a DDT, but Bill pushes him into the corner and drives series of shoulders into the midsection of Alex Jones. He then grabs Alex by the head as Jacob warns him to let go off the hair. Bill smiles and drives a few closed fists into the face of Alex before letting go at the four count of Jacob Summers. Bill is smiling as he turns around and grabs the head of Alex and sets him up for a Suplex, lifting him up in the air before dropping him stomach first onto the top rope before falling backwards in a suplex position in the middle of the ring before going for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Alex manages to get his shoulder up before the three count, Bill immediately grounds Alex by wrapping his strong arms around the chin in a reverse chinlock. Putting all of his weight on the back of his neck as Jacob starts to check on if Alex is able to continue the match.
Adams: If there's one thing we know from Alex is that he will not go down by a mere chinlock.
Alex reaches to grab Bills head, digging his fingers on the top of his head but Jacob swats the arms away from Alex. Causing him to lift his arms up again and drive both hands against the temples of Bill and slaps against it several times, causing Bill to let go off the hold as he experiences some issues. Shaking his head and not noticing that Alex has gotten up to his feet again and executes a kick to the face of Bill that sends him down to the canvas in a huge way.
Simone: That was a good counter from Alex, but a painful one for Bill.
We see Iris jump up and down around the ring, barking for her master as Bea is clapping her hands for Bill and trying to get the fans into this. Meanwhile inside the ring we see that Alex has grabbed the head of Bill and bashes it several times into the canvas while listening to the five count of Jacob to make sure that he breaks it up at the count of four. He then runs to the ropes and goes for a kick to Bills face. Only to have Bill move away at the final moment, grabbing the tights of Alex from behind and rolls him up in a pinning predicament while holding on to his tights.
ONE!
TWO!
Alex kicks out, both men get up at the same moment. Bill goes for a clothesline that Alex ducks. He then follows it up with a Pele kick that sends Bill crashing backwards into a corner. There he rests his arms and his head into the turnbuckles and the bottom rope as Alex charges in on him. Jumping up to the second turnbuckle and then jumps backwards only to drive his knees into the face of Bill before rolling him to the center of the ring and pin him.
ONE!
TWO!
Thre...
NO!!! Bill manages to get his shoulder up in time, his eyes are glaced as he looks around the ring. Alex looks at Jacob, not believing that this wasn't a three count and complaints about it that he should count faster.
Simone: Alex is getting frustrated again
Adams: He should keep his cool, he has lost too many matches because of this!!
Alex gets up as the camera's move to the outside as we see Cactus Pete on the ring steps as there is a are some dog snacks in front of him in a bowl.
Simone: What is this cactus doing here???
Adams: Oh isn't this romantic?? He has brought Iris some snacks!!
Simone: Good grief!!!
Iris snigs at the bowl for a few moments, before realizing that it is something very tasty. She immediately starts to eat from it and Pete can be seem having his flower pot jump up and down on the steel steps. Iris has finished the snacks in a record time before turning her attention to the cactus and start to bark of happiness towards it.
Simone: Can we please ignore this episode of comedy capers???
Back in the ring we see Alex setting Bill up for a Snap Suplex, but Bill has it scouted as he blocks it by putting his leg around one of Alex his legs. Alex does it again, only to have Bill block the hold once more. Bill then reverses the move and delivers a Snap Suplex of his own, causing Alex to sit up in writhing pain while holding his lower back. Bill on the other hand is sitting up, trying to shake off the cobwebs in his head and getting his mind back into the match before turning around and going for a cover. Only to have Alex intelligently roll out of the ring to the outside. Bill slaps his hands on the canvas, realizing that if he was a bit faster that he could have had an opportunity to win the match. He then rolls to the outside and confronts Alex, who grabs the cactus Pete.
Simone: Uh oh.... Shades of last year!!!
Adams: I am sure Vinnie won't like this!!!
Bill stops as Alex warns him to get any closer, Bill rolls warns Alex as Alex suddenly gets an angry Iris who barks at him as if to say that he should let go of Pete.
Adams: Awww, isn't that cute?? She comes to save Pete!!!
Simone: Cute?? I think it's crazy!!!
Iris has set her teeth into the tights of Alex, who tries to save her 'friend' this way, only to have Alex thow the cactus towards her. This irates Bil, who charges in on him. Only to have Alex deliver a drop toe hold, this forces Bill to crash into the steel ring steps face first with a loud thud
Simone: Good Grief!!!!
Alex grabs the now seemingly unconscious Bill and rolls him in the ring. He then measures Bill in the corner as Bill is getting to his hands and knees.
Adams: Get away Bill!!!
Alex charges in on Bill, executing his patented Curb Stomp
Simone: Dragons Breath!!!!
Alex turns around Bill, locks both legs in a pinning position as Jacob starts the three count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of this match by pinfall!! Alex Jones!!!
Alex rolls out of the ring as he holds on to his head and grins while staring at the carnage inside the ring. There we see Bea and Iris looking after Bill as Pete is still somewhere at ringside on his backside or frontside.
Simone: I wonder how Bill will react when he sees Senor Vinnie!!!!
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It's been months the last time Jake was backstage, but not preparing for a match. Mostly because he's always concerned how people would think of his comments, especially the controversy he caused last time to keep himself well away from backstage camera spotlight. Jake's never been a big fan of talking in front of the cameras, especially before his matches. Tonight Jake's there as he still locates himself, shooting at the targets with his bow and arrow, relaxing in the parking lot, the only place big enough to shoot bows and arrows.
Jake always does this before speaking on camera, and he doesn't realise the camera crew were there. Suddenly a cameraman had to step forward in front of the targets to catch Jake's attention which eventually worked as he places the arrows back in the plastic container and the bow on the holder as he turns to the camera and speaks.
Jake Raab: "SCW staff have wanted me getting camera time a lot the past few weeks, and they brought me here so I can get some. Problem is since the controversy I caused by many wrestlers last time when I had camera time. It affected me a lot to a point I didn't want to have camera time anymore. A lot of people asked me about the comments about Fenris made. I've grown out of addressing comments from wrestlers because as I said, it only got me in trouble and I don't want to go back to how I was again cos it caused me to lose focus on everything around me."
Jake sighs, knowing he was convinced by the SCW staff to get himself some spotlight and Jake's not a big fan of that, especially the problems he caused last time that's affected him a lot. Jake continues to shoot arrows for a while as he wasn't feeling very relaxed, more being extra cautious on what he says, being careful Jake doesn't cross any lines as he did before and continues to speak.
Jake Raab: "I know London Underground have wanted challengers for quite some time for their mixed tag titles and their frustration. I want to go for the Mixed Tag titles, but the problem is that no bombshell has come up to me on wanting to team with me. I could've made a lot more of an effort to continuously request all bombshells in SCW who aren't in mixed tag teams already if they want to win the mixed tag team titles with me, but I didn't want to be processive and repeat myself time and time again on my search for a bombshell to team with me. That request also includes the SCU bombshells as well. The offer is still open, and I'd be more than happy to team with any bombshell to challenge London Underground for the Mixed Tag Titles. I'd even go to say I should've been teamed with Candy last week because if I had lost the mixed tag match, I wouldn't have blamed the loss on Candy as Chris Crippler did, I would've blamed it on myself for being distracted."
The crowd are lost what Jake's talking about, hearing how scared Jake was to speak on camera, especially he didn't request it at all, it was SCW staff who did and them being the ones who wanted Jake here to talk. He shakes a bit, but couldn't speak for a while as he starts to shoot arrows to the archery boards. Took him five minutes for him to stop shooting as he ran out of arrows and he speaks again.
Jake Raab: "Being in a tag team with a bombshell in SCW or SCU is something I always wanted to do. With the Blast From The Past tournament coming up, I want to get the monkey off my back because every tag match I've ever had in SCW, I've lost them all and I want to get my first win of that. I know the Internet title is coming back, and there's a chance of me being in it, but the truth is, I want to team with a bombshell to go for the mixed tag titles. If I can't find anyone to team with, then I'll wait to see what comes of it if I get in the Internet title match or not. It won't bother me either way, but I want the opportunity to prove myself in the mixed tag division, place me with Candy against the opponents her and Chris had last week or other mixed tag opponents they'll give me and Candy, proving to Candy that she can trust a partner she doesn't know and prove to the world, I'm capable of winning tag matches. I have no problems digging your heels to face you for the belts, providing I can find a bombshell to team with me."
Then there's another factor that could be waiting for him should no bombshells as Ben Jordan mentioned on the last show as he speaks about it.
Jake Raab: "I understand Ben Jordan's frustration of nobody stepping up to him for his belt either. Everyone should want to face Ben Jordan for the SCW title, and none of you should have to wait to earn one either, especially some of you have earned a shot against Ben Jordan. I know I lost to Fenris a couple of weeks ago, showing I need to work on a few things, but I have no issue whatsoever Ben to face you for the belt. I don't care if those critics say I have to earn it, but if no bombshell wants to step up or the SCW staff don't want to put me and Candy to face against a Mixed Tag Team, I'm more than happy to face you for the SCW title, even if Fenris has earned the title shot. I will dig in your heels as well if I can't get a mixed tag match. However, I leave those two options to SCW staff what they want to do."
Jake then got cheers from the fans, knowing the whole thing with both title matches to London Underground and Ben Jordan's frustrations of lacking challengers were addressed by Jake Raab, even if Jake feels guilty for doing so. Still, he knows he has no problems stepping on the heels of the Mixed Tag and SCW champions if he could find a bombshell to team with him for the Mixed Tag titles. Jake still didn't feel confident speaking in front of the cameras, but he did his part as he collects the arrows from the board and continues doing archery in the background as the cameras go elsewhere backstage.
BOMBSHELL ROULETTE CHAMPIONSHIP
Candy (c) vs Bella Madison
Cameras cut to the back as Daniela and Brandon are playing a game of go fish. They are laughing and chatting when Rocky Mountains steps up to them.
Daniela: Hi Rocky
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Hi Dani
Daniela: What is happening?
Ms. Rocky Mountains: I could ask you the same thing. What are you guys doing?
Brandon blurts out.
Brandon: Do you have any 3's?
Daniela looks at her cards and smiles.
Daniela: Go fish
Brandon mumbles as Daniela looks at Rocky.
Daniela: We are spending time together while waiting for our dance card to get full again.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Are you guys looking to get into the title picture?
Daniela looks at her cards as Brandon looks up.
Brandon: We are looking for that giant turkey leg in the clouds. Only then will the great gravy boat be filled.
Rocky looks confused as the camera cuts away.
Justin Decent: The following is a non title match scheduled for one fall...introducing first...
The crowd is in anticipation of the arrival of the next wrestler as the lights go out and a huge cactus emerges upon the Titan Tron. We hear Epic from Metalachi hit the sound system as a big figure emerges in the dark, he slowly turns around as he stares at the Titan Tron where a large picture of Pete the Cactus emerges. His eyes are fixed on it before turning around and enters the ring.
Justin Decent: Coming down the aisle, standing in at 6'8 and weighing in at 280 pounds!! Hailing from Tijuana, Mexico!! Senor Vinnie!!!!
The spotlight shines upon the man as he looks up towards the ring, mumbling something while walking towards the ring. There he crawls over towards the center of the ring and stares at the fans at the front row seats. He then slowly walks towards the neutral corner and sits down and ignores the music of the next entrant/ignores his opponent currently in the ring.
The lights tun colors from Red to Green to various other colors as "Made In Hell" by Rob Halford begins to fill the air. Fog fills the stage, and emerging from it is none other than Griffin Hawkins!
Justin Decent: Making his way to the ring...from Windsor, Ontario Canada...weighing in at 227 Pounds...put your hands together for Griffin Hawkins!!
The crowd is cheering as he makes his way down to the ring, slapping hands with the fans as signs that read "Griffin Rox" and "Rock Soldier" are present. He soaks in the positive reaction as he walks up the steps and steps between the ropes. He gets on the turnbuckles and raises the Devil Horns in the air with both hands, pumping the crowd up.
He gets down, taking off his leather jacket before getting out of the ring. He sees a young little boy in the front row as he takes off his silver aviator shades. He places his sunglasses on the young fan who looks excited to be here, smiling as he pats him on the head. He rolls back into the ring, and kicks his feet up ropes in the corner of the ring and leans across the turnbuckle like it's a hammock, waiting for the match to begin..
Adams: This should be an interesting match and contrast of styles. We have the power and unpredictability of Senor Vinnie and the high flying technicality of Griffin Hawkins...
Simone: And both of them are rockstars....or rather...wannabe rockstars....
Adams: Hey Vinnie is a great mariachi and griffin looks like he's right off the sunset strip...
Simone: Griffin looks like he could play a pretty mean skin flute down at the glory hole.......
DING DING DING!
Griffin and Vinnie stare across the ring at each other. Vinnie towers over Griffin and looks to outweigh him by more than the 60 pounds their tale of the tape would suggest. Griffin measures up Vinnie but then stops and holds out his fist for a bump, Vinnie smirks and nods repeating the sportsmanlike gesture. They then seperate and Griffin gets down low, he slides in on one knee for a single leg grabbing one of Vinnie's huge tree trunk like legs, Griffin is able to catch Vinnie off guard with his speed and trips him up taking the big man down. Griffin quickly slides across and over into a headlock on the ground keeping Vinnie on his back wrenching it in. Vinnie sits up and is able to shift his weight and get to his knees with Griffin still trying to keep him grounded.
As Vinnie pushes to his feet he lifts Griffin off the ground, Griffin keeps his arms around Vinnie's head and pulls hard into the headlock, Vinnie drops Griffin back onto his feet then backs him into the ropes before shooting Griffin across the ring, Vinnie ducks and goes for a back body drop, Griffin though slides and rolls over his back hitting the mat running into the ropes, Griffin then ducks a back elbow attempt by Vinnie, hits the ropes again and leaps in the air for a crossbody,Vinnie catches Griffin and turns slamming him down in a power slam that stuns the Roulette champion. Vinnie gets to his feet and smirks sending a message about his size and strength that Griffin seems to read loud and clear.
Simone:Griffin hit those ropes li9ke a man possessed, we saw his speed and technical wrestling ability on show...but Vinnie just flattened him
Adams:That is what Griffin Hawkins needs to avoid. He needs to hit and run, use his wrestling IQ to get out of things and wear the big man down. Cause if Vinnie gets him...well you saw what happened
Vinnie allows Griffin to get to his feet, Griffin slides in like he's going for another leg but it was a fake out as Vinnie gets down low as if to catch him, Griffin is able to kick Vinnie in the chest before hitting a few low kicks to Vinnie's leg trying to chop him down, Griffin then leaps in the air with a dropkick right to the chest of the big man that just staggers him, it doesn't take Vinnie down, Griffin shakes his head and ducks a lariat attempt from Vinnie, Griffin waits and then flips with a pele kick, it connects with the top of Vinnie's head and this time he drops to a knee, Griffin hits the ropes and hits a slingblade as Vinnie gets to a vertical base, Vinnie goes down and Griffin dives on the former world champion.
ONE!
Vinnie powers out,l he kicks out with such force Griffin gets thrown up and between the bottom and middle ropes to the apron and then the floor. Griffin looks up in shock again moving some of his long blonde hair out of the way, he tries to strike again as Vinnie is getting up, Griffin slides onto the apron and goes for a springboard move, Vinnie moves to the side, catches Griffin Hawkins around the hips and proceeds to hit a trio of german suplexes, Vinnie hits the last suplex at a high angle dropping Griffin on the back of his neck folding him up.
Simone: Argh that is exactly what Hawkins did not want to happen..that will turn him from a Hawkins to a Hawking...
Adams: BELINDA!...oh my god!.....
Griffin holds the back of his head and starts to pull himself up on the ropes, Vinnie though steps in and hits a hard headbutt to Griffin that staggers him against the ropes, Vinnie whips Griffin across the rig and follows up with a running high knee, Griffin hits the mat hard and Vinnie takes charge by taking a moment to catch a breather, Griffin tries to slide away but Vinnie pulls him up and forward lifting him into a sidewalk slam, as they land Vinnie reaches over and hooks Griffins leg, he leans back.
ONE!
TWO!
Griffin kicks out, he also grabs Vinnies arm in a crucifix style hold and pulls Vinnie over into a pin himself.
ONE!
TWO!
Vinnie kicks out. Both he and Griffin get to their feet, Griffin ducks another lariat shot and grabs Vinnie into a muay thai clinch slamming in some knees trying to mount a comeback, Vinnie steps back against the ropes and Griffin leaps in the air dropkicking him over the top rope to the floor.
Simone: Hawkins needs to do more of that, create some distance between him and Vinnie, make sure he can get his wind back, if not Vinnie will destroy him
Adams: Vinnie is a powerhouse and when he hits you, you feel it in your damn soul
Griffin grabs the top rope and starts to climb, he turns around and backflips with a moonsault off the top rope to the floor onto a standing Vinnie, the crowd goes insane as Griffin gets to his feet holding his stomach. Vinnie holds his shoulder and head also trying to get to his feet, Griffin explodes across the ringside area hitting a spear taking Vinnie into the ring steps. Vinnie arches his back in pain as the crowd chants "ho-ly shit". Griffin slides into the ring and back out to break the count early, he pulls Vinnie up- and rolls him into the ring. Griffin measures Vinnie up and goes for his superkick, Vinnie catches Griffins leg and spins him around right into a headbutt that is so brutal it sends an echo through the arena and lays Griffin out, Vinnie drops to one knee blinking as he seems to have blurry vision..
Simone: I think I'm going to throw up, did you hear that thud? And Griffins legs just gave out, look how he's twisted on the mat!...that was like a car crash
Adams: I think the car crash would have been kinder to Griffin Hawkins future...he might have CTE after that
Simone: DO YOU WANT TO GET SUED? THAT'S HOW YOU GET SUED!!!
Vinnie shakes his head trying to get rid of the effects of his own offensive move. Griffin starts to stir but his eyes are glazed over, Vinnie breathes deep and looks over at Jasmine St John and tells her to check Griffin, Jasmine does so and asks Griffin if he wants to continue, Griffin grabs her by the shirt and yells at her to not stop the match. Vinnie shakes his head looking frustrated, he pulls Griffin up and sets him up for his DDT he calls the face the cactus, Griffin though drops down to his knees and looks to be limp, Vinnie pulls Griffin back up but this time Griffin explodes backwards leaping in the air with an enzuguri, the shot hits Vinnie in the side of the head and Vinnie stumbles back into the corner, Griffin follows it up running and leaping with a stinger splash on the big man, Vinnie stumbles out of the corner, drops to his knees then lands on the mat, Griffin looks around and starts to climb to the top rope going for his holy Diver, he leaps off but Vinnie gets his knees up, Griffin holds his back and gets to his feet but turns around right into a nkick to the stomach and a face the cactus!. Griffin is planted and Vinnie hooks the leg.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner, Senor Vinnie!
Simone: Senor Vinnie has just defeated SCW's Roulette Champion!
Adams: In the match dubbed battle of the bands, Mariachi rules supreme.
VACANT INTERNET CHAMPIONSHIP - LADDER MATCH
Mark Cross vs Austin James Mercer vs Caleb Storms vs TBD vs TBD vs TBD
We once again return to the backstage area as the door leading into Violet's private locker room opens. Violet steps out of the room with the New Foundation right behind her. Shannon and Ivory are wearing all black as Shelby is wearing all Navy. The four ladies start walking towards the ring as Pussy Willow steps in front of them.
Pussy: Violet, are you ready to follow up with what you said earlier?
Violet looks at Pussy as Shannon shakes her head.
Violet: Do I look like a liar? I meant what I said. I will call this match right down the middle.
Pussy looks at the three ladies from SCU.
Pussy: Then why are they here?
Shannon grabs the microphone and pulls toward her.
Shannon: We are here to make sure no one gets involved. We are here to show the world that The New Foundation are the best stable in SCW. Now if you don't mind we got a job to do.
Violet nods her head as she and the trio walks away from Pussy Willow.
Bobbie Dahl is seen walking backstage, heading towards the entrance to ringside. She has a smug look on her face as she makes her way to the ring. People turn and stare at her, disgusted by the sight of her after her latest actions in the ring. She smiles and chuckles to herself as she continues walking. That is, until she's stopped just short of the curtain leading to the ramp to ringside. By who? None other than Christian Underwood!
Bobbie: Oh, heya boss! You're kinda blocking my way here! We can chat lat-
Christian: I'm blocking you for a reason, if you couldn't tell! Just where do you think you're going?!
Bobbie laughs and points behind him.
Bobbie: Umm...I was going to ringside to watch the main event up close and personal. I've got a personal interest in this one, obviously!
Christian smiles and shakes his head.
Christian: It was a rhetorical question, Bobbie. I knew damn well what you were trying to do, and I'm here to stop you.
Bobbie: What?! I'm not going to get involved! I just-
Christian: You obviously think I'm stupid enough to fall for your lies, Bobbie. Newsflash, I'm not. I saw what you did to Odette earlier, and I know damn well you've got something else up your sleeve if you go out to ringside.
Bobbie rolls her eyes.
Christian: You'd be wise not to roll your eyes again. And as my final warning, if you even THINK of ignoring me, and going out to ringside at any point during or after this match, you'll be stripped of your Number One contendership opportunity!
Bobbie's jaw drops.
Bobbie: You can't do that! I'm just trying to promote the match!
Christian: Like hell you are. Like I said, I'm not stupid. And if I were you, I'd be watching my back everywhere I go now. Attacking Odette like you did? That was probably your biggest mistake yet.
Bobbie is fuming at this point. She's standing there, fists clenched as Christian stands where he is, refusing to let her pass. She lets out a frustrated and ferocious growl before turning around and storming away! Christian grins and once he sees Bobbie disappear down another hall, he walks away in the opposite direction.
VACANT BOMBSHELL INTERNET CHAMPIONSHIP - LADDER MATCH
Samantha Marlowe vs Jessie Salco vs Mercedes Vargas (if cleared to compete) vs Seleana Zdunich vs Kate Steele vs TBD
Justin: Ladies and Gentleman! It is now time for our main event and it is for the World Bombshell Championship!!
The crowd erupts in a huge pop! Hometown girl, Violet Amelia Holt is already in the ring, wearing her referee's shirt for the evening.
Simone: Thank God Christian Underwood stopped Bobbie Dahl just a short time ago. We may have been subjected to special commentary again.
Adams: And I'd have had to go to HR for a hostile work environment!
Simone: You're a former wrestler. Wrestling is hostile!
The arena fades to black as the screen lights up and we are treated to an old school movie countdown image.
Justin: Introducing first is the challenger! From Los Angeles, California! Seleana Zdunich!!
Suddenly the countdown is stopped by claws slashing through the image and a cat's roar sounds through the arena. Janet Jackson's "Black Cat" blasts through the speakers and Seleana Zdunich bursts through the entranceway. She makes her way to the ring, slapping the fans' hands along the way before entering the ring and waiting for the match to begin.
Simone: Seleana is a worthy first opponent, Jason. Roxi's title reign is in jeopardy of being ended rather quickly tonight.
Jason: Don't let Bobbie hear you say that!Simone: Bobbie can bite me. It's the truth!
Justin: And her opponent!
The opening keyboard notes of The Touch begin on the PA system. Stan Bush's voice rings out and soon the power chords kick in to begin the song. The cameras pan around the arena, and soon, spotted in amongst the fans, is Roxi Johnson slowly making her way through them, slapping the fans five and getting patted on the shoulders as he moves through the swarm of fans.
Justin: Making her way to the ring! From Tampa, Florida! She is the World Bombshell Champion...ROXI JOHNSON!!
The fans continuing singing with the song as Roxi continues her journey through them, stopping and singing along with them. She treks onward, seemingly greeting every fan, before she is lifted on top of the fans and they crowd surf her towards the ring, imitating a superhero flying motion. She makes it and lands on her feet on the arena floor to which she high fives the closest fan before climbing up on the apron and climbing the turnbuckle and raising her arms in the air to massive cheers. She jumps down from the top turnbuckle and lands in the ring, and begins jumping up and down in an exercising manner as the music cuts out.
Simone: Seleana looks primed and ready to go!
Adams: And Roxi looks confident as ever! I gotta wonder how the feel about facing each other again!
Simone: It's part of the business. You face not only enemies but friends as well. Roxi and Seleana know that.
Roxi handles the Bombshell Title to Violet Amelia Holt. Violet raises the title and the crowd cheers loudly again before she hands it off to the timekeeper and walks over, standing between the two other Bombshells.
Adams: I love when the Bombshell's main event, Belinda! Especially two like Roxi and Seleana!
Simone: As do I, Jason. That closeted freak, Teddy Warren can learn more than a thing or two from these women!
Roxi and Seleana approach one another and shake hands as Violet finally calls for the bell!
DING DING DING!
Simone: Here we go!
After the bell rings, Roxi and Seleana release their handshake and take a step back. The crowd is roaring in approval as the two begin slowly circling around the ring, waiting for the other to make the first move. The crowd gets louder and louder, cheering both of their favorite Bombshells on until Seleana charges at Roxi! Roxi side steps and ducks out of the way as Seleana attempts an early clothesline! They both spin back around and Roxi nails Seleana with a spinning kick to the midsection and Seleana stumbles back against the ropes!
Simone: Quick thinking by the champ! Seleana tried to get an early advantage but Roxi was having none of that!
Adams: And did you hear her boot connect with Seleana's abdomen?! Ouch!
Seleana holds her midsection for a brief moment until Roxi takes her arm and whips her across the ring to the opposite set of ropes! As Seleana rebounds against the ropes and charges back, Roxi jumps at the other ropes and attempts a springboard kick to the head, but Seleana now ducks and Roxi flies over her! Roxi lands on both feet, but before she can spin around, Seleana is quicker and she brings Roxi down in a neckbreaker, going for the early pin attempt and Violet drops down for the count!
ONE!
TWO!
Roxi kicks out just after the two count!
Simone: Seleana almost finished this one early!
Adams: Gotta do more than a neckbreaker against the champ...
Seleana jumps back to her feet, pulling Roxi with her and she delivers a series of hard right shots as she backs Roxi into the turnbuckle! She doesn't let up on the punches, trying to wear the champion down early on, and Violet eventually has to warn Seleana to back away! Roxi is seeing a few stars as Seleana backs away and across the ring to the opposite turnbuckle! She charges across the ring and goes for a spear, but Roxi moves at the last second and Seleana goes shoulder first into the steel ringpost!
Simone: Good God! Did you hear the sound that made?!
Adams: Her shoulder may very well be separated after that one!
Simone: Not good for Seleana!
Seleana holds her shoulder and Roxi takes advantage as she takes Seleana by her arm, and wrenches it behind her back, putting pressure on her shoulder! Seleana cries out and Violet asks if she wants to give up, but Seleana adamantly refuses and keeps shaking her head! Roxi tries to increase the pressure, but Seleana starts swinging her good arm back, trying to get Roxi to release her hold! Seleana finally manages to hit Roxi with a nasty elbow to the head and Roxi stumbles back! Seleana takes a few seconds to try and shake some feeling back into her arm and get back in the match!
Simone: Roxi's seeing stars after that one. Nice shot by Seleana!
Roxi recovers her bearings and comes up behind Seleana, moving her arm more now. Roxi reaches to grab Seleana from behind, but Seleana surprises her and hits her with a pele kick and Roxi falls back down to the mat! Pushes herself to her knees, still working out the kink in her shoulder, before she drapes her good arm over Roxi for a second pin attempt and Violet drops down!
ONE!
Roxi quickly gets her shoulder up!
Adams: That's two pin attempts from Seleana so far! She might be nursing a sore shoulder but she's not giving up!
Simone: I don't know what Roxi will need to do to finish her off. Seleana wants this one bad.
Seleana rolls on to her back, frustrated and thinking over her next move. Roxi rolls away and towards the ropes as both women now start to get back to their feet. Roxi has her back turned to Seleana and Seleana takes the opportunity to launch herself at the ropes behind her! She rebounds back, rushing right at Roxi, going for another spear attempt, but Roxi AGAIN, darts away at the last second and Seleana ends up diving through the ropes and crashing to the floor outside! The crowd is on their feet, cheering loudly and Seleana is breathing heavily, trying to regain her strength! Roxi, however, quickly climbs up to the top turnbuckle stares down at Seleana!
Simone: Seleana missed a second spear and it cost her!
Adams: And it's gonna cost her more! Roxi is about to fly!
Seleana pulls herself back up to her feet and the moment she does, Roxi flies off the top turnbuckle and catches Seleana with a diving hurricanrana! But Roxi seems to have landed wrong herself, as she narrowly avoids more serious injury, but crashes to the floor herself! Seleana is seemingly out cold and Roxi is trying to recover herself, having risked injury with such a risky move! Roxi crawls over to the ring apron, trying to pull herself back up as Violet tries to get both women back in the ring! The hurricanrana seems to have taken more out of Roxi than it seemed and she takes longer to recover, as Violet is forced to start her count!
Simone: Both women need to do something, quick!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Roxi reaches up to the ring apron, pulling herself back to her feet.
Adams: Roxi's on her feet first! Seleana's in trouble here!
FIVE!
SIX!
SEVEN!
Roxi slides in under the bottom rope, saving herself for now! Seleana however, is still on the outside but she's back to her feet leaning against the barricade!
Simone: Think fast, Seleana! She better hurry!
EIGHT!
NINE!
Seleana dashes forward and slides back into the ring at the last second! The crowd cheers wildly as the match continues, though both women are already drained and ready for this match to be over! Seleana is on her back, trying to gather her energy back! Roxi is just feet away from her, appearing to do the same, but in a burst of energy, Roxi kips up back to her feet and the crowd goes crazy!
Simone: Roxi with the kip up! What a display of athleticism!
Adams: I've tried that before. Not as easy as it looks...
Roxi reaches down and pulls Seleana back to her feet, setting her up for a suplex of some kind, but Seleana hits Roxi with a hard fist to the ribs and Roxi breaks her hold! Seleana shoves Roxi away! Seleana stands back up and Roxi charges at her again, but Seleana ducks forward and attempts to launch Roxi over the top of her! Roxi counters it, lands on Seleana's back, and rolls it into a yoshi-tonic, where she uses her legs to lin Seleana's arms and shoulders down to the mat! Violet drops down for the count!
Simone: Seleana's shoulders are down!
Adams: Roxi's got this one!
ONE!
TWO!
Th-No! Seleana kicks out just in time and rolls backwards and away from Roxi!!
Simone: Seleana just barely saved herself right there. That was really close!
Adams: And she just saved me some money, because I bet on Roxi!
Simone: You what?!
Adams: Huh? I mean...Nothing!!
Seleana had a second wind and gets back to her feet as does Roxi! Roxi tries to stay on the offensive to wear down Seleana as much as possible and retain the title, but Seleana isn't giving up without a fight! Roxi charges at Seleana, but Seleana gets a knee up into Roxi's gut, causing the champion to stumble back! Before Roxi has time to react, Seleana lunges at her and spears her to the mat!
Simone: Third time is a charm!!
Seleana now does everything she can to get the upperhand! She gets back to her feet, stepping through the ropes and to the ring apron! She climbs up to the top turnbuckle and wastes little time in diving off, hitting Roxi with a beautiful moonsault! She hooks the leg!
ONE!
TWO!
Thr-NO!! Roxi gets her shoulder up just in time!
Adams: And Roxi just barely saved herself and her title reign! This match is anyone's game!
Simone: That it is. The fight both of them are putting up is amazing!
Seleana is sitting up, breathing heavily and clearly growing more frustrated. She slowly gets back to her feet, pulling Roxi back with her. She attempts to set her up for a DDT, but Roxi counters it and lifts her up and over in a suplex! Roxi rolls away and under the ropes to the ring apron! She pulls herself back to her feet, but quickly gets back to work as she grabs the top rope and launches herself over the top rope in a slingshot legdrop! Seleana goes limp as Roxi drapes an arm over the challenger and Violet goes for the count!
Simone: This HAS to be it!
ONE!
TWO!
Thr- No! Seleana gets her foot up on the bottom rope and Violet sees, stopping the count immediately!
Adams: It's not! Seleana gets her foot on the rope and the match continues!!
Simone: I don't know how much more these women can take.
The crowd is roaring in approval of the fight both women are putting up, both showing just how deserving they are to be champion! Roxi takes a second to take in a few deep breaths, exhaustion setting in. Seleana's arms and legs start to move as Roxi gets back to her feet. She reaches down, trying to pull Seleana back up, but Seleana pulls Roxi down into a tight inside cradle and Roxi's shoulders are pinned to the mat!
Simone: Oh no! Roxi is in trouble!!
ONE!
TWO!
Roxi kicks out and rolls away! She crawls into the corner turnbuckle staring at Seleana realizing just how close she came to being outsmarted and losing the title! Both women pull themselves up in their respective corners before slowly stepping forward towards one another! Seleana hits Roxi first with a hard right shot to the temple! Roxi briefly stumbles back but she turns and returns the favor, hitting Seleana with a hard right of her own! They go back and forth, wearing each other down until Roxi is unsteady on her feet! Seleana pulls her arm back and goes for one final wild swing!
Adams: Roxi is unsteady! She's about to get knocked out!
Simone: You spoke too soon, Jason!
Roxi ducks and Seleana flies past her! Roxi then kicks her leg up behind her, causing Seleana to trip forward, her head bouncing off the second turnbuckle! Roxi spins around and Seleana swings her leg, tripping her! Roxi falls back onto her back as Seleana uses whatever energy she has left to pull herself up to a standing position! She rushes over to Roxi, reach down but when she does, Roxi manages to pull her down into the Justice Lock!!!
Simone: Justice Lock! Roxi has Seleana in the Justice Lock!!
Adams: Seleana is helpless here! She can't get out of it!!
Seleana struggles and fights as long as she can! Violet drops down and asks Seleana if she wishes to submit but Seleana REFUSES! Roxi tightens her grip, refusing to release it and Seleana eventually has no choice but to tap out!!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Ladies and gentleman you winner by submission and STILL SCW World Bombshell Champion...ROXI JOHNSON!!
Simone: Roxi's done it! She's successfully retained her title!
Adams: And somewhere backstage Bobbie Dahl is sighing in relief!
Simone: Oh no one cares about Bobbie!
Roxi jumps back to her feet and Violet raises her hand in victory. Seleana crawls away in defeat as Roxi is handed her title and celebrates in the ring. She looks over to a disappointed Seleana and walks over to help her friend, and opponent, back to her feet! The two shake hands once more and Roxi raises Seleana's hand in a display of good sportsmanship as the crowd cheers wildly!
Simone: That's all the time we have for tonight, folks!
Adams: Aww, I want more! We want more!
Simone: You'll get more next week! Join us then for our "Going Home" edition of Climax Control as we head into My Bloody Valentine! Goodnight, everybody!
THANK YOU! To Chris, Mark, Marge, AJ, Court, Gerrit, The Lord MK, Andy, Jenny, Dustin, Mark Cross, Britt, Annie, Fizz. Also to Annie again for the great match banners and to everyone who roleplayed!