But Goth’s impression on his face suddenly changes

Goth: But I guess that some people apparently never get the memo, just like you Finn Whelan. A man that is granted an opportunity to face me in a non-title match, hoping for a future title shot. But seriously Finn, where did things go wrong?? Well, don’t worry, tonight… I will teach you a lesson in respect.

Goth hands his microphone over to the newly crowned Bombshell champion Melissa.

Melissa: There are many things I want to say, but the one thing that I do want to acknowledge is how grateful I am for the woman that held this title before me. A woman that I consider to be my sister, someone that I hope one day can defend this belt against one on one out of respect for her helping me to get to this level that I am today.

Melissa turns her attention to the former Bombshell Roulette champion Kat Jones

Melissa: Kat, I know how much this title has meant to you and I promise you that I will defend this belt with pride… Just like you have done before me. And there’s one person that I wish to address later on in this show, so that will keep you boys and girls excited for that moment to come.

Melissa winks before handing over the microphone to Kat Jones

Kat : Melissa if I had to lose that title to anyone I am glad it was to you. Now for tonight… I will let my actions speak for me.

Kat tries to hand the mic over to Mac but it’s intercepted by Ken.

Ken: I'm sorry, brother.. But I have something I have to get off of my chest.

Ken pauses, allowing the murmur of the audience trying to figure out what is going on the be heard.

Ken: I'm not gonna lie. I'm not gonna sit here and pretend that I'm coming from the most altruistic place. When you and I discussed Ken Davison making his way to Sin City Wrestling, this isn't what I signed up for. It was supposed to be the Saviors against everybody, no leaders, all equals. I know within the confines of this brotherhood, that is true. No, I don't wanna speak for any of the rest of us. But, I want you to step back and look at the optics here.

Mac nods along with what he’s saying, but on the last sentence, he shoots an eyebrow up in the question of what this is really about.

Ken: Hold on, big man. You need to give me a chance to explain. When we all came out here, I heard who's music? Yours. When that shit went down with your wife, you did what every good husband should do and you took care of your wife. You know what, Mac? I tried, I Kendamn tried, to step up and go after Knox. I was denied for the fact that I wasn't you. I wasn't looking for a title match. I was looking to teach that man the respect that he never learned. And I was denied.

Mac looks at Ken as he’s speaking and it’s obvious that most of this is a surprise to him. He looks at the others and then back to Ken. He motions for his friend to keep on going.

Ken: This isn't anything that you've done. This is what the front office has done. They have made this the Mac Bane show. That's not what I signed up for. That's not what you signed up for. Now, we've been up-and-down this road from Baltimore to Mumbai. We've stood in this ring together as both friends and foes, well over a hundred times. I'm not gonna sit here and pretend I don't have an ego. I'm not going to sit here and pretend anything. What I am going to do is remind you that a true friend stabs you in the chest. I'm not gonna play games. I'm not gonna attack you when you're not looking. What I am going to do is stand in this ring and look you dead in the eye and challenge you man to man for an opportunity at that World Championship.

Ken, to his credit, stands motionless without a hint of aggression on his face.

Ken: I love you like a brother, Mac. We've done this so many times before. Why not give it a go, one last time, for the biggest prize in Sin City Wrestling?

Having said his peace, hands the microphone back to Mac.

Mac: You know, I agree with everything you’ve said.

The crowd starts to stir again in support of both men.

Mac: I can see where you think the way you do, I can and have taken a step back. You and I have been through hell together and put each other through hell. We’ve both got the scars to prove it. The entrance music? That’s an easy fix. Never had to be mine. The match? You fucking got it, brother. There is not a soul, that I would rather defend this strap against.

Mac lowers the microphone and extends his hand in friendship. Ken says nothing, simply nods, shakes Mac’s hand, and backs away.

Mac: As for the office, they’ll make this match happen, whether anyone likes it or not!

“The Enemy” by Godsmack begins to play…

Mac: Cut the music and play the one I told you to!

“The Saviors” by Seether begins to play as the group exits the ring.

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Simone: Welcome to Climax Control everyone and tonight’s opening match, the beloved Bombshell Candy is making her return tonight and she is set to kick the night off against the demented Twisted Sister!

Adams: We last saw Twisted Sister at the Summer

XTreme Cruise where she teamed with the equally demented Iron Maiden to take on Krystal Wolfe and Ariana Angelos in a losing effort! The last time Candy was involved in a Violent Conduct cycle was when she was the interim co-owner, a period that many would prefer to pretend that it never happened!

Simone: This should be a good match! Let’s take it to Justin!

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen this is your opening contest of the evening and it is scheduled for one fall!

The rock band Twisted Sister's anthem of "Burn In Hell" blares across the building and the crowd boos as Twisted Sister is escorted through the stage curtains by professional security, her arms bound around her in a secured straight jacket. She screams wildly, thrashing and kicking her legs as the guards have to practically have to carry her to the ring. At ringside, they carefully unfasten her straight jacket and she quickly climbs into the ring and dashes around, screaming like a lunatic.

Justin: Currently in the ring, from Los Angeles, California, please welcome TWISTED SISTER!

Simone: Twisted Sister is looking as demented as always tonight!

Adams: Demented or not, she is a dangerous opponent!

Justin: And her opponent!

The lights dim as pink fog starts to take over the entrance ramp. "Pour Some Sugar On Me" by Def Leppard begins to play over the speakers as the lights brighten up. Pink pyro begins to cascade down from the tron as Candy comes bouncing out holding Fluffy. She skips her way down to the ring. Outside the ring, she hands Fluffy to stagehand before getting in the ring and bouncing around some more.

Justin: From Malibu Beach, California, THIS IS CANDY!

Simone: I’m not sure if I’m comfortable having a doggo around someone like Twisted Sister!

Adams: If she tries anything then you just know that Candy will go berserk on her!

Jacob goes over the rules with the two women and once the rules are clear he calls for the bell to start the opening match!

Simone: And tonight’s opening contest is underway!

Adams: We have a real clash here, not just of styles but personalities! Candy is well known for being a bubbly high flyer whilst Twisted Sister is known for being a psychotic brawler! This will be interesting.

DING DING DING!

Once the bell rings Twisted Sister bullrushes Candy taking her down with a sloppy looking spear before raining down punches upon the former Bombshell Roulette Champion’s face! Jacob does his best to get her to let up and give Candy some breathing room but all that does is make Twisted Sister angrier as she refuses to let Candy have a moment’s respite, that comes to a close however when Candy grabs one of Twisted Sister’s arms and locks in a Triangle Choke!

Simone: Twisted Sister had the initial advantage but Candy has turned that around on her!

Adams: Candy isn’t known for her submissions so it’ll be interesting to see if she can keep up the pressure on Twisted Sister!

Twisted Sister does everything she can to break the hold, from punching away at Candy’s face with her free arm to using her legs to kick away at Candy’s but eventually Twisted Sister uses the tried and true method of using a rope break to force Candy to let go of the submission hold! Both women get back to their feet but Candy is soon taken down again by a running clothesline by Twisted Sister who then goes for the first pin of the night/match.

ONE!

TWO!

And Candy kicks out!

Simone: Twisted Sister with the first pin attempt of the night but it wasn’t enough to keep Candy down!

Adams: Candy may be a controversial Bombshell due to her actions during last year’s Violent Conduct Cycle but she is a former Roulette Champion and it’ll take a lot more than a clothesline to keep her down as Twisted Sister just found out!

Twisted Sister screams at Jacob after the kickout but the ref refuses to be intimidated by the frightening Bombshell and insists that his pin fall was fair, Twisted Sister glares at him before she picks up Candy by hair long wavy hair only for the loveable Bombshell to break free and start delivering forearm shots to Twisted Sister’s jaw rocking the psychotic Bombshell long enough for Candy to run to the ropes and execute a Hurricanrana on Twisted Sister! However Twisted Sister, either by dumb luck or great ring awareness, manages to land near the ring ropes and uses the opportunity to put some distance between herself and Candy!

Simone: That was either dumb luck or sheer brilliance on Twisted Sister’s part to get away from Candy before she could build momentum!

Adams: Do you want to ask Twisted Sister that?

Simone: I’ll pass, thank you!

Jacob starts his ten count after ordering Candy to hang back and give Twisted Sister time to recuperate but that goes out the window when Twisted Sister spots Candy’s Pomeranian Fluffy being held by the timekeeper!

Simone: Can someone please get the adorable doggo away from the psychotic woman!

Adams: How did she even get Fluffy into India in the first place?

Fluffy cowers away from Twisted Sister but thankfully we are spared from whatever Twisted Sister had in mind for the adorable dog as Candy leaps off the top rope and hits Twisted Sister with a dive to the outside getting a pop from the crowd in the cross! Candy poses for the crowd before assuring her doggo that it is safe (getting a tail wag and a lick from Fluffy in response) before she throws Twisted Sister back into the ring and goes for a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

And Twister Sister kicks out!

Simone: I understand why Candy did it, but I have to wonder if taking the time to comfort Fluffy cost her the match against Twisted Sister there!

Adams: I don’t know, as psychotic as Twisted Sister is, she is a tough Bombshell!

Candy gets to her feet first and heads to the top rope before waiting for Twisted Sister to get back to her feet apparently going for the Gumdrop! However Twisted Sister puts a stop to whatever Candy had in mind by rushing over and intercepting Candy with a forearm to the gut before executing a sloppy but effective middle rope Belly to Belly Suplex! Both Bombshells seem to be too out of it to take advantage of the move though and Jacob starts his ten count.

Simone: Whoever gets up first will have a huge advantage!

Adams: Candy definitely took the worse of that Suplex by Twisted Sister so my money’s on Twisted Sister getting up first!

Jason’s prediction ends up coming true as Twisted Sister gets back to her feet first and upon realizing that Candy is still down she goes for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Candy kicks out! Twisted Sister gets into another argument with Jacob over a slow count but this gets her as far as getting a surprise roll up by Candy.

ONE!

TWO!

And Twisted Sister kicks out! Twisted Sister rolls to her feet and calls for the end after delivering a solid stomp to Candy!

Simone: Twisted Sister is looking for the Twisted Blister!

Adams: Can Candy get out of it?

Twisted Sister sets up Candy for the move but Candy reverses it by slipping out the back and hitting Twisted Sister with a Poisonrana! This stuns the psychotic Bombshell long enough for Candy too head to the top rope and successfully hit the Gumdrop!

Simone: GUMDROP! Candy hits it!

Adams: Stick a fork in Twisted Sister, she’s done!

Candy goes for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner, Candy!

Simone: Candy gets the win in her return match!

Adams: It’s back to the drawing board again for Twisted Sister!

Candy celebrates with Fluffy as Jacob checks on Twisted Sister.

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Camera switches to the locker room area as we see people surrounding the men’s locker room, watching and waiting with baited breath for it to swing open for the big reveal in the upcoming Mixed Tag ‘Strange Bedfellows’ match. The chatter is rather loud as they are impatiently waiting.

Man’s voice: Come on Kasey!

Miles Kasey’s voice through the door: CAN’T YOU PEOPLE WAIT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE?!

The group: NO!

Wo

Man’s voice: COME ON, MILES!!! WE’RE WAITING!

You can hear some rattling around for a moment before the door cracks open and you can hear a collective inhale and then it shuts. The crowd collectively groans.

Miles Kasey: Forgot something, give me a moment!

You hear whispers of “tease”, “this wait is brutal”, ect for a little bit before the door opens again and this time Miles steps out with a broad smile on his face as the crowd parts and looks down with their jaws slacked open. He swings what looks like a robe over his shoulder before he looks to his left and winks and walks away whistling a random tune. Just before the camera follows him, we see a couple ladies in the group seemingly faint, as we see a glimpse of black booty style shorts covering his ass as he turns the corner and out of their line of sight.

Adams: Did....did I see what I think I just saw?

Simone: Ohhhh, I have a feeling Miles Kasey is about to break the internet.

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The backstage section of the Sardar Vallabhbhai Patel Indoor Stadium stirs with pent up excitement for the day marks the first time in many years that SCW has landed upon Indian shores. The arena, a smallish venue, by American standards at least, bu

es with the energy of 5,000 clamoring fans. Their voices and clapping carrying through the concrete structure with its steel girders acting as a conductor for the electricity generated from within. Staff members with their credentials hanging from their necks encased in plastic and harried laborers outfitted in yellow hard hats flutter about the hive ensuring everything is ready for the queen bee.

Chloe Benton pays no mind to the activity, having grown accustomed to the incessant squealing of sneakers dragging along the freshly finished cement floor which infuses her wide nostrils with a sweet, musty odor. Likewise, the rumble of forklifts laden with cumbersome set equipment do little to disturb her atop a picnic style bench, scrolling through her phone. The voices reverberating throughout the halls fall on deaf ears as well. Nothing appears to bother the youngster until she is approached by an assistant, designated by his own badge hanging from his scruffily bearded neck. Regarding her through qui

ical hazel lenses he notes the presence of pink bubs embedded into her ears and taps her on the shoulder. Yanking the air pods from her head she recognizes the also young, 20 something assistant in faded blue jeans, navy blue tee shirt with an SCW logo emblazoned across a sunken chest and a disheveled mop of dark, curly hair from previous shows. With her attention summarily captured he says to her in a nasal tone,

Assistant: Christian wants to see you in his office right now!

The queen bee has summoned. As with the other worker bees, Chloe thrusts the tiny Bluetooth speakers into the right-side pocket of a thin, gold colored windbreaker and snaps to her feet. Following him through a zig zagging line between equipment, local extras on hand eager for the opportunity to compete in front of their countrymen, vendors taking a smoke break and other busy bodies her mind begins to wander in a similar pattern with anxious thoughts violently careening into one another leaving her mind snarled in a traffic jam of silent mayhem. The pair passes by the catering hall, weaving between wrestlers entering and exiting the traditional pre-show buffet until reaching a small clearing, free of bu

ing and allowing the teen to untangle her thoughts.

Chloe: D-Do you know wh-what it’s about-t-t?

She asks the attenuated attendant, continuing to lead the way. He shrugs, his osseous shoulders cinching into a bunch.

Assistant: No idea, he just sent me to go and get you.

Chloe: W-Was he… d-did he seem m-m-mad?

The young man chuckles softly as they pass by a partitioned off section. Sporting dark hued walls bearing the gold encrusted SCW logo, a microphone stand, and a television camera directed at it she recognizes Pussy Willow standing by just to the right reviewing a note pad with a cameraman focused on the hefty black, tripod mounted cinema camera.

Assistant: Doesn’t he always on show days?

They travel further through Chloe’s anxious mind speeds well ahead of the pair, venturing into the uncharted realms of various what if? scenarios. From indisputable suspensions, to match bookings against the Holy Apostle and everyone in between despite not being medically cleared, toilet scrubbing duty, kiosk vendor and of course the ever-dreaded indefinite firing. The skittery sketches leave her head reeling through a riotous road course of turbulent musings. The assistant stops in front of another partition, this particular one featuring a door bearing the nameplates of Mark ward and Christian Underwood, the co-owners of the promotion. Failing to pay time and attention Chloe inadvertently crashes into the pace setter.

Chloe: Oh! E-Excuse me Mr. assistant, sir. I’m sorry.

Unbothered by the minimal impact of a barely 100-pound frame he waves her off, shaking his head.

Assistant: Forget about it, he said just go right in.

The assistant trots off down one of the pulsing veins of the concrete behemoth leaving her alone with her anxiety.

He’s going to fire me, I know it!

Like watching a fast-paced horror film her heart jumps into her chest, thumping madly as she wraps her dainty, manicured fingers around the cold, bronze knob and twists…

Gently she brings it ajar, but just enough to allow her curious almonds to scan as much of the interior to the makeshift office as possible without giving herself away. The Goldenboy himself, Gene Banton kicks back behind a desk that, strangely enough bears Christian Underwood’s name placard. His muscular physique readily shows through a pair of snug-fitting desert khaki shorts and an equally taut yet simple white tee shirt bearing an image of some bikini clad woman. His sandaled feet rest atop the neatly organized desk with his vascular arms raised up, his hands clasping behind his head. A stone-faced silence completes the visual. At the edge of the desk sits Fox Riley, having propped herself onto the desk leaving her blue and yellow Nikes to dangle freely. She scrolls through her iPhone oblivious to the chatter between Gene and Christian. Seated on the high-backed couch, the co-owner of SCW, seemingly unconcerned with his desk having been appropriated speaks to a slender blonde to his left. She recognizes the woman as Cat Riley as she kicks off her white high-top sneakers and leans back. Her bodyweight draws a dull groan of protest from the leather. Shaking his head in disappointment Christian rumbles in agitation.

Christian: Damn it, where the hell is she? I have a show to run.

On queue Chloe thrusts open the door while her thoughts travel the spaghetti bowl of apprehension, each bump in the road serving as a bug splat on the windshield of determination. On quivering feet, she steps inside…

Christian: It’s about time.

Fox: You may fire when ready, Gridley.

The comment cracks the windshield and sends her train of thought careening towards the nearest exit as salty drops of rain coagulate along the glassy exterior blurring her vision. Vocal cords trembling she cries out, wiping a streaming tear from her cheek,

Chloe: I-I knew it! I kn-kn-knew you were g-going t-t-to fire me again!

Spinning on her heel she reaches for the knob which has been shut behind her but has difficulty locating the brass object until wiping her eyes with the sleeve of her shirt. Taking hold, she twists the knob preparing to hit the road until an emphatic thunderclap reverberates inside the office. The bass-laden shockwave stuns her into silence,

Gene: Chloe Benton SIT YOUR ASS DOWN!

Her previous thoughts wiped clean from recent memory by the unexpected sonic boom Chloe promptly drops onto the hard, concrete floor, crossing her legs Indian style. She looks up blinking rapidly to find the entire office seated in silence, save for one. Gene has risen from behind Christian’s desk and is glaring sternly at her, his steely blue eyes chilled with crisp resolve. Taking a breath he says in mild annoyance,

Gene: Not on the floor. Take a seat next to Christian.

Quietly she follows his instructions, squeezing in between the padded right arm of the sofa and her employer. She continues to look on as Gene returns to his seat, pausing to take a swipe at Fox’s hair, growling,

Gene: Fox, you fucking idiot.

Fox: What the hell did I do this time?

Christian: Shut up, Fox.

Interjecting himself Christian places a gentle hand on Chloe’s twitching shoulder to calm her and turns to face the girl. He gazes warmly at her through soothing hazel orbs while rubbing her shoulder in a soft, circular motion.

Christian: Chloe…

He pauses to clear his throat while collecting his thoughts.

Christian: Sweety, I’ve become scared for you. You’ve suffered two concussions in just two short months. At the rate you’re going you may not even live to see the end of the year.

Chloe: Y-You are g-g-going t-to indisputably fire me!

Drawing a deep breath, the veteran owner counts backwards from ten, forcibly resisting the urge to snap at the flighty fawn as he has done so many times in the past. Exhaling slowly, he resumes, determined not to upset the notoriously delicate girl. Reaching out with both arms he clamps them smoothly over her shoulders and locks his eyes onto hers, speaking slowly and softly,

Christian: Nobody is going to fire you honey. I want to help you.

Fox: Do you really think he wants to lose out on all of that merchandise you sell?

Gene, Christian,

Cat: Shut up Fox!

Gene: Ok, you planted some stupid shit in my desk. Good one, but payback’s about to go into heat ole buddy, ole pal.

Christian responds with a snicker,

Christian: That’s fine, I enjoy living in the moment.

Geno nods in affirmation, a stone resolve flushing over his chiseled jawline.

Gene: Speaking of which… let’s get started on Chloe’s training.

Nodding at the still grinning teen he gestures for her to stand up. Qui

Gene: I am assessing your physical disposition. We have machines for this, but I can do a better job with my hands…

Fox: That’s not what…

Gene: Shut up Fox!

Christian: Don’t worry, he knows what he’s doing sweety.

Wrapping his hands around her bare ankles he grunts once more and rises to his feet.

Gene: By feeling the length and thickness of your muscle bellies and bone structure I can determine if you are an endomorph, ectomorph, mesomorph or combination. Your muscle bellies determine to size potential of your muscles.

Chloe: What’s a muscle belly?

Gene: In bro terms it’s the part of the muscle between the tendons. A long muscle belly means a shorter distance between the muscle and the attachment point of the tendon and the opposite is true of short muscle bellies. Generally speaking, long muscle bellies mean you can pack on a lot of muscle and shorter ones mean you can’t. Also, your bone structure plays a role in this. Thicker bones lead to more mass and thin ones do not. You, Chloe are almost exactly as I imagined. You have a thinner bone structure and short muscle bellies. In gym terms you’re what we call a ‘hard gainer’.

Chloe frowns.

Chloe: I-I knew it would b-be something bad.

Gene: Not necessarily. Aside from myself, everybody in this room, including Christian is similar to you. Actually, Christian has a nice blend of short and long muscle bellies, but I digress. The point is, we simply need to do less work with weights to realize your potential, and that’s really a good thing. Too much emphasis on building huge muscles can detract from your overall goal. With you we can jump straight in without worrying about becoming Miss Olympia.

Chloe: I still d-d-don’t understand the b-b-big deal o-over m-m-muscle bellies.

Cat: Speaking of bellies…

Christian: Chloe, if we can keep Cat fed, she’ll be taking over your contractual obligations.

Chloe: C-Can she wrestle?

Christian and Cat share a soft chuckle with Cat responding by holding her right thumb an index finger about an inch apart,

Cat: A little.

Christian: Don’t let her bullshit you Chloe, Cat can leglock a snake.

Chloe: Th-Then let’s g-go feed her! Oh! I forgot to ask, when d-d-do we l-leave?

Gene: Tomorrow, after the show. I’ll be taking you on my jet…

He is abruptly cut off with Chloe exclaiming,

Chloe: Wait, Mr. C-C-Christian already p-paid for my t-ticket. It wouldn’t b-be nice t-to…

Christian: Forget about that Chloe, Geno has a private jet, you’ll be able to sleep on the way home instead of being couped up in a flying sardine can. Besides, I insist.

Chloe: Oh m-my G-God, this is all s-so exciting!

Her eyes welling up Chloe eagerly thrusts herself into Christian’s arms, snaking her arms around his tightly.

Chloe: Th-Thank you M-Mr. Christian! Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Christian: Forget about it,

He replies warmly, rising from his seat and stepping towards the door, dragging his red haired shawl along for the ride.

Christian: Now, let’s go get Cat fed and don’t worry about Crystal. I’ll deal with her.

Love you to death hits from Type O Negative as we see newly crowned Internet champon Goth walk out to the entrance way dressed in a black Armani suit while wearing the Internet title around his waist. Goth looks around the arena as the fans cheer the legendary wrestler as well as some boos.

Simone: At Summer XXXtreme Goth finally managed to win the internet title from Jack Washington with submission.

Adams: Indeed, plus he was also present to witness his fiance securing her first title in only her fourth match by winning the Ultimate X over the pool match!!!

As if on cue Melissa walks out to join her fiance with a huge smile on her face while holding the title across her shoulder. She is wearing her wrestling gear as she and Goth walk towards the ring before Goth holds the ring ropes open for Melissa before both step inside the ring.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome your NEWLY crowned Internet Champion Goth and Bombshell Roulette Champion Melissa!!!!!!

The crowd reacts to the introduction before Goth asks for a microphone to be handed to them.

Goth: Thank you for the wonderful reaction and even though I would love to run my mouth about how I beat Jack Washington for the Internet title… I realize that there are better moments to do so, no this moment is solely for the woman that constantly has defined expectations of the established Bombshell roster backstage!!

Melissa smiles at Goth while listening to his words

Goth: First it was the fact that had never competed in a six sided wrestling ring…. And she defeated Chloe, who put up a great fight. And Chloe? Please get healthy first before coming back okay?? Mel and I are rooting for you.

This causes a huge pop from the fans as Goth smiles.

Goth: But back to this woman, then it was Ariana, telling this woman that she was too fast for her, that she was more experienced than her!! And she got beaten… Then it was Mercedes Vargas…., I got the utmost respect for her as a wrestler, but not a match for this woman!!

he points towards Melissa, who smiles and pinks away a tear

Goth: And then it was the Bombshell Ultimate X over the pool match for the Bombshell Roulette title… She had to hear all the statements, that she had never wrestled more than one opponent, that this is a match that you cannot prepare for, that she is not capable of using weapons in a match like this!!! Not used to the violence etcetera and etcetera….. And guess what people??

Goth points at the Bombshell roulette title over her shoulder and smiles

Goth: She once again succeeded, now obviously she is a fighting champion. And we do recognize the fact that OUR sister Kat C Jones is the former champion and that Melissa would love to give her a shot at the belt whenever she wishes to fight for it.

Melissa nods her head and can be seen saying that she loves her sister Kat.

Goth: But I believe it is time that we hear from our champion herself….,

Goth turns towards his fiance and hands her the microphone. Melissa smiles at him for a moment before turning her attention towards the crowd.

Melissa: Hope you guys enjoyed the Summer XXXtreme on the cruise ship???

The crowd cheers in reaction to the champion who smiles

Melissa: I sure did, it was a wonderful experience. My first ever Supershow, my first ever title match, my first ever so many things combined. And somehow I managed to outlast all other bombshells towin the title. I was ecstatic, I was out of my mind. And the first thing I had running through my mind was all the time preparing for this moment, having a teacher that constantly reminded me that he expected NOTHING but the very best out of me.

She stares at the man that nods his head in recognition to her words

Melissa: And I intend to continue what I have been doing so far, proving people wrong until they realize how good I really am. But then it may just be too late for all of you.

She chuckles as she shakes her head, slowly starting to get serious.

Melissa: To Chloe, like Goth said. Get well soon baby girl, Crystal will get hers soon enough…. But now…, there is someone I need to address myself…. Jessie…. Salco.

The crowd erupts as they hear the name of the veteran Bombshell

Melissa: Oh yeah!! Cheer her on, go ahead. I don’t mind, I cannot change what you like or don’t like. But I sure as hell can tell what I don’t like!! A woman that has been on my case since day one, now I have to admit that she is nothing more than a meddling little bug. But this bug for some reason feels the need to tell every young Bombshell, especially the rookies, that they should be aware of whatever it is that pops in her head that moment.

Some of the people are booing Melissa, not liking the statement that she is making

Melissa: Like it or not!! Who is she to tell me things about the industry when I got my fiance who has got more knowledge of the wrestling industry than most of this company combined!!! But no, it doesn’t stop there does it??

Crowd: Booooooo!!!!!!

Melissa: Boo me all you want, it’s the reality!! Now I have to admit, we just don’t click. I don’t like her, she doesn’t like me. I can accept that, but then she decides to interject herself during a match of mine?? Trying to distract me??? And then above anything else… She just was standing there backstage a few weeks ago. Waiting for whoever wins this championship… Just to make her intentions feld that she wants to have a shot. And of course, what better to do so than against a rookie huh?? Telling me on twitter the obvious advice that defending a title is more difficult than winning one. Well sweetheart, like the past four matches has proved to the world except you apparently that I am a quick learner. So let me give you some advice Jessie….

But Melissa’s words are being cut off by the music from Jessie Salco as the Bombshell veteran walks out to the entrance rampway, Jessie waits for Blood Lightning by Lutharo to finish before she puts the mic to her lips.

Jessie: Melissa, it’s clear that Goth has taught you well, but it seems that you’ve also picked up his love of hearing the sound of your own voice!

Simone: Ouch!

Adams: Jessie just roasted Melissa there!

Jessie: But we are in agreement on one thing and that’s that I too wish Chloe a speedy recovery and for Crystal to get her plastic ass kicked to kingdom come! And considering that it was my match against Chloe that landed her in that situation to begin with?

Jessie shakes her head.

Jessie: I’d be lying if I said that I haven't spent the past two weeks wracked with guilt over what happened to her! But enough about Chloe, let’s talk about the flavor of the month! Let’s hear it for the new Bombshell Roulette Champion Melissa everyone!

Jessie tucks her mic underneath her armpit to give Melissa a round of mock applause before continuing.

Jessie: But maybe you should heed my warning about defending that title before your head gets too big!

Melissa shakes her head before lifting the microphone to her mouth to respond to Jessie Salco.

Melissa: Seriously Jessie? Is this the whole thing that you have been working on since Summer XXXtreme? If this is what happens to a Bombshell in this company after ten years of competing? Then please Goth, remind me that I retire after five years and enjoy the accolades. Because I will be damned if I turn into a second rate mindless Jessie Salco.

Adams: Oh wow, I guess we just got into a war of words between these two.

Melissa: I don’t mind the taunts Jessie, it’s part of the game. But I have also been taught about respect, I guess there’s no respect coming from you towards me. Now, I know that I have to earn respect…. So what will it take Jessie? What will it take for you to choke on your words and realize that I am better than you???

Simone: Ohhh tough words from our champion.

Jessie listens to what Melissa has to say as she twirls the mic in her hands.

Jessie: Better than me? And how exactly do you know that? You’ve never faced off against me in the ring, so far the only competition you’ve faced is Chloe, a Go Gym Graduate who is still finding her feet as a wrestler, a wrestling veteran who had a fire lit under her by putting another Bombshell on the shelf and the other two competitors in the Ultimate X Match, no offense to Ari, Kat or Kayla but aside from Mercedes, that isn’t exactly a who's who of the Bombshell Division!

Jessie adds as she flips some hair over her shoulder.

Jessie: But please, continue to feed the delusion that you are better than me, it’ll make your fall from grace all the more satisfying to watch!

The crowd pops at Jessie’s comment and she grins broadly.

Jessie: You want to earn respect? Well as a champ there’s only really one way you achieve that and trust me, i’ve been there before so I know what the fuck i’m talking about! And that is to actually defend the title! And before you say that that’s up to the bosses, a good friend of mine called Krystal Wolfe proved that you can request to defend the title at any time! Maybe you’ve heard of her? She held that title of yours for just under a year?

Jessie reminds Melissa as she makes her way down the ramp.

Jessie: I’m not saying that I want the first crack at the Roulette Title, frankly I’m too old to be chasing after titles at this point, but the moment you prove that you're not a one trick pony then maybe you’ll earn my respect! Or maybe this power couple we’ve got here will crumble just as quickly as their title reigns began!

Melissa stares at Jessie walking her way down to the ramp and shakes her head before putting the microphone to her mouth.

Melissa: Oh I have seen enough of what all the Bombshells or male wrestlers think about others, but seriously Jessie. Are you telling me that beating a two time hall of famer in Mercedes Vargas fails in comparison by beating YOU??

We can see Jessie nod her head and talk trash to Melissa without her mic as Melissa shakes her head for a moment before turning her attention back to Jessie.

Melissa: Let me get this straight Jessie, YOU are better than a two time Hall of Famer?? The woman that has held this belt before me, who got eliminated in the Ultimate X Match?? You are talking trash about Chloe? And don’t start about your guilt bs about Chloe, because YOU needed to knock her out to beat her!

Jessie: Hold the fuck on, do you honestly think I WANTED to knock Chloe out during my match against her at Summer XXXTreme X?

Jessie interrupts Melissa as a scowl appears on the veterans face.

Jessie: Let me set the record straight, I didn’t enter that match intending to knock her out, I wanted to beat Chloe fair and square and if you were actually paying attention to the match, you would’ve seen that it was an accident!

Melissa pauses before nodding.

Melissa: I’ll admit that you have a point but back to what I was going to say… you may not have meant to knock Chloe out but you still realized that you underestimated Chloe. And then let’s just look at the past four month, if you are so great… then at least explain Zoey Lukas?

Adams: Uh oh… she has a point

Melissa: Now of course Zoey is a great competitor, she has a bright future…. Who could make people very difficult wouldn’t you agree??

Jessie looks at Melissa, wondering where this is going towards

Melissa: See Jessie?? See how different I approach things in comparison to you?? Because I look at facts, I have beaten these women Jessie. I have beaten them decisively, while YOU?? You were crawling and scratching your way through your matches and had desperation in your mind when facing Chloe… Who should have beaten you, but that’s my personal opinion and that wasn’t why you are here for isn’t it Jessie??

Melissa smiles as she walks towards the ropes of the ring, getting closer to Jessie who remains on the ramp.

Melissa: I have faith in my ability to do things to people in this company as I have been doing so far in the past four matches that I have been in. Will the past four matches be a guarantee that I will remain undefeated until I retire? Now of course not!! That would be delusional like you like to point out at me for being. Nice touch by the way Jessie, but only if you live in the nineties or something.

Crowd: OHHHHHH

Melissa: I will defend this belt against every superstar that wants a shot at my belt, that includes YOU. And oh yeah, I know the owners decide who faces whom, but I don’t give a damn who I face. Because I know that it will only benefit my career whether I win or lose or draw…. But that’s besides the point, because you want to know why I feel that I am better than you??

Jessie can be seen shaking her head and responding with a yes as Melissa smiles.

Melissa: I am better than you because I am prepared to prove you wrong, I intend to put you through the ringer like I have done so far against all these women that have said the same thing to me like you are doing. I have not done this before, I have not done that before… I have not faced a veteran like this person or that person. And yet, I know I was better than any of them….

She opens the ropes for Jessie to enter the ring as she gestures to her to come into the ring while sitting between the middle and top rope.

Melissa: I am better than you, because I have seen you against Zoey and realize that You entered that match the same way you did with Chloe…. You underestimate! And you know something?? I am a much more completed Bombshell in comparison to the others and you know why???

She waits for a moment before continuing

Melissa: First of all, I have the utmost respect for the two ladies…. so don’t start the BS that I make fun of them, because I am not!! I am a complete wrestler, because I have the size, the strength, the kickboxing ability and the ability to make you submit in an instance. And when you get in the ring with me, you will not know what I will do, unlike you… I know exactly what YOU will do because you are a one dimensional idiot.

Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHH

Melissa: So if you want to face me whether it is for the belt or not so that I can get you off my back?? Bring it on girl, I just doubt you really have the guts to accept it….Because I will do so much more to you than you can imagine…..

She stares down Jessie anticipating her answer, Jessie frowns as she steps up to the ring.

Jessie: Cute, you think that the ability to kick people really hard makes you a complete wrestler, I was on commentary for your match against Mercedes and I seem to remember that she neutralized your legs and forced you to rely on your Submission expertise to win the match, impressive but does that make you a complete wrestler?

Jessie shakes her head.

Jessie: All that makes you is a better looking Fenris!

Simone: OH SNAP!

Adams: Oh no she didn’t!

Jessie: But we both know that Fenris is ten times the wrestler you’ll ever be, if anything you are the Best Value brand version of Fenris only without the MMA record to back up your words! As for the match? I don’t give a shit if it ends up being your first defense or not because you’re on!

Crowd: *POP*

Jessie: And IF it is your first defense, keep the belt warm for me!

Jessie backs up the ramp after dropping the mic near the ring apron. Melissa smiles as she puts the microphone to her lips.

Melissa: WHOA Jessie, who told you that you could leave the party?? You want to compare me to Fenris?? Even if you tell me that I could never be the wrestler that he is?? You just made my point about being a complete wrestler, because the way I see it is that me and him are far more similar than you wish to acknowledge. But that’s okay Jessie, I will keep this belt warm for you until I put every single limb of yours through the ringer. Because I promise you, it will be the worst beating that YOU have taken in a very LOOOOOOOOOOOOONG time…. Because unlike you, I’m just getting started. I have not even reached the peak of my ability and already I have something that drives you insane….

Jessie turns her attention back to Meliss as she holds up the championship belt.

Melissa: And if you think I was just merely referring to the championship belt that I am holding in my hand?? Then you are even more simplistic than I have even imagined you to be Jessie. I am the unwanted stepchild that YOU don’t want to succeed since I first joined this company. I am the woman that you have been hating, because I have an unmatched knowledge from the entire group of the Saviors… and especially this man!!!

She points at the Internet champion, who is chuckling towards Jessie

Melissa: You don’t know what you are getting yourself into Jessie… But I am glad that you at least are willing to experience the wrath of the Lady Goth…. Sin City Wrestling’s Bombshell Roulette Champion….

With that Melissa drops her microphone as both women stare each other down as the crowd feels the intensity between the two.

Simone: This is going to be a good one.

Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall…introducing first…

The opening riffs of Fire In Our House by Astral Doors hits the speakers and Kingingiseisha “Hitamashii” Shirasu comes out to the stage, looking smug. He stands there as the crowd gives him boos. Hitamashii walks from one side of the stage to the other with a swag in his step. He looks around the crowd, and starts to walk towards the ring slowly, stopping halfway down the ramp and turning his head with his nose in the air to look at the crowd, their faces showing that they do not like the way he is looking down upon them.

Justin: From Himeji, Japan! Weighing one hundred and ninety two pounds! -- HITAMASHII!!!!

Hitamashii lowers his head slowly and turns back to face the ring, walking down towards the apron. Hitamashii climbs up to the apron and steps between the top rope and the middle rope, looking around at the fans as they continue to boo him.

Justin: And his opponent… Hailing from Waterford, Ireland…. 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.

The ref moves in and checks both for weapons before indicating for the bell to be rung…

DING DING DING

Kane and Hitamashii circle the ring, as Kane tries to initiate an early exchange, but Hitamashii keeps his distance as they then hesitantly move in and then lock up in the centre of the ring, where they briefly lock up, but Kane quickly breaks and pushes Hitamashii down to the mat. Hitamashii quickly climbs back to her feet as Kane smirk, as they once more circle the ring. They move in once more and again Kane breaks and grabs Hitamashii’s arm, but Hitamashii quickly fights, and he wraps an arm around Kane’s neck as he avoid the potential arm bar.

Simone: Hesitant start from both, as Kane I think is fully aware of Hitamashii’s capabilities, but I think Hitamashii wants to make a clean start.

Adams: nobody has the early advantage here.. as Kane tries to lock in an arm bar and maybe a wrist lock but Hitamashii is blocking it.

They move about with Kane pulling on Hitamashii’s arm as he tries to manoeuvre into a wrist lock, but Hitamashii continues to block it and keep his grip on Kane’s neck, as Kane continues to try and switch up the grip and they end up spinning around but Kane manages to finally get that arm into lock and cranks on it before adjusting his grip and transitions into a wrist lock before putting his body against Hitamashii’s and pulls on his arm and creating extra pressure.

Adams: Kane keeps trying to find a way to lock in that arm bar/wrist lock and manages to get there and even puts extra pressure on.

Hitamashii doesn’t allow it to go on any further than a few seconds and he drops down and grabs Kane’s legs and rolls him up…

ONE!

TWO!

kickout!

Simone: Hitamashii drops down and rolls Kane up and gets a two count.

They both quickly get back to their feet and stare at each other before once more again circling the ring, as Kane smirks as Hitamashii glares at him. Kane quickly move in but Hitamashii dodges and Kane smirks again, as Hitamashii glares at him before offering a hand out and Kane hesitantly touches before reaching out with his other hand and they link up and then with both hands, as they look for a test of strength but Hitamashii blinks first and kicks Kane’s hand and breaks and grabs Kane’s arm and locks in a wrist lock and bends his arm backwards, which he also pushes Kane back as well and he manages to take Kane down to the mat.

Adams: They both get back to their feet and we go back to circling the ring as Kane and Hitamashii exchange differing looks, as Kane moves in, but Hitamashii backs off before reaching out and they link hands as they go for a test of strength.

Simone: Hitamashii kicks Kane’s hand and grabs Kane’s arm and locks in a wrist lock and bends hi arm backwards and he proceeds to push Kane backwards down to the mat.

However, Kane grabs Hitamashii and brings a knee up and connects it on Hitamashii temple, Hitamashii releases his grip and partly rolls away but Kane grabs Hitamashii into a headscissors but Hitamashii quickly manoeuvre’s himself to his tip toes as Kane places an elbow on Hitamashii’s spine and grinds, however, Hitamashii ignores this and breaks free from the headscissors and then leaps on Kane and grabs him around the head for a headlock.

Simone: Once on the mat, Kane fights back and brings up a knee to Hitamashii’s temple and Hitamashii releases and rolls away but Kane stops him and puts in a headscissors, but Hitamashii gets to his toes as Kane tries to slow him with a elbow to the spine but Hitamashii breaks free and leaps on Kane and locks in a headlock.

Kane thrashes his legs as he looks for a way out before shoving his forearm into Hitamashii face, but Hitamashii doesn’t release and grabs his arm and pulls it out of the way of his face. Kane adjusts himself as he slowly pushes himself up and gets to his feet, which forces Hitamashii up, but Hitamashii quickly sends Kane back down to the mat with the headlock still in place, however, Kane quickly counters and gets his legs up and wraps them around Hitamashii head and into a headscissors.

Adams: Kane moves his legs about looking for a way out of the move and even shoves his forearm into Hitamashii’s face.

Simone: It doesn’t deter Hitamashii much. As Kane gets to his feet but Hitamashii simply takes Kane back down to the mat, but Kane quickly counters this time and brings his legs up and around Hitamashii’s head.

z Hitamashii grabs at Kane’s legs, as he tries to figure out a way free, as Kane blocks any attempts to get free including the counter attempt, but Kane shakes it off before twisting his body and putting extra pressure on Hitamashii’s head and neck as the ref asks Hitamashii if he wants to give up but doesn’t respond, as Kane shows a little by doing a couple of press up before twisting back into his original position. Hitamashii grabs at Kane’s leg as seeks to create gap, which he manages and kicks his legs out to free himself, as they both get to their feet Hitamashii leaps up and hits a single leg dropkick sending Kane back down to the mat.

Simone: Kane twists to add a little bit of pressure, before showing off some before reducing the pressure as Hitamashii seeks to find a way out. Which after a few minutes he kicks hits legs out and breaks free. They both get to their feet and Hitamashii blinks first and hits a single leg dropkick.

They both get back to their feet with Kane a little stunned, Hitamashii grabs Kane in a headlock and takes him down to the mat once more. Kane quickly grabs at Hitamashii hands and moves his legs about as he tries to get free. He moves his legs and twists his body as much as possible before placing his feet and pushes Hitamashii onto his back for a pin…

ONE!

TWO!

kickout!

Adams: Another headlock from Hitamashii, which Kane looks to find a way out of and instead manages to twist hit body and get a pin on Hitamashii but only gets a two count from it. cc

Hitamashii lifts his shoulder up and rolls himself back into a seated position, as Kane gets to a knee and Hitamashii follows and they stay there for a few moments and Kane then throws a punch into Hitamashii’s stomach and Hitamashii grip disappears and they get to their feet and Kane hits another punch to Hitamashii’s stomach and Hitamashii releases and takes a step backwards but Kane follows up with an uppercut and Hitamashii stumbles back and Kane then steps forward again and hits a standing dropkick and Hitamashii stumbles into the corner.

Simone: They battle back to their feet with Kane still in headlock, which throws in a couple of punches to Hitamashii’s stomach, which breaks the hold and Kane hits a uppercut and then a dropkick, which sends Hitamashii into the corner.

Kane climbs to his feet and moves towards Hitamashii, where she then proceeds to deliver some knife edge chops to his chest. As Kane goes to hit one more Hitamashii shoves Kane backwards and Kane comes back at him and Hitamashii gets a foot up to block Kane and Kane stumbles back and Hitamashii rushes out of the corner and hits a frankensteiner and attempts a pin as well…

ONE!

TWO!

kickout!

Adams: Kane seems to get on top into this match, but Hitamashii blocks Kane from any further corner attacks before hitting a frankensteiner and then goes for a cover but only gets a two count.

Kane kicks out and quickly rolls away towards the ropes where he grabs them and pulls himself up, as Hitamashii also makes his way to his feet and they meet in the centre of the ring, where Kane goes to lock up, but Hitamashii instead throws a forearm and catches Kane who is rocked and Hitamashii grabs Kane by the head and leaps onto the ropes for a springboard bulldog. Hitamashii climbs to his feet and quickly delivers a mushroom stomp to Kane’s torso, before grabbing Kane by the hair and pulls him to his feet.

Simone: Kane looks to be in trouble here.

Hitamashii grabs Kane and lifts him up and grabs him around the head and runs towards the corner, but Kane blocks it and shoves Hitamashii into the corner and as Hitamashii stumbles back,

around and grabbing his hand and hitting a short arm clothesline.

Adams: Somehow Kane turns things around into his favour and he unleashes some punches and kicks and then a short arm clothesline.

Kane keeps a hold of Hitamashii hand and drags him back up and hits another short arm clothesline. Kane drags Hitamashii up once more and releases and hits an overhead kick, which sends Hitamashii down to the mat. Kane climbs to his feet once more and moves to the ropes and leaps onto the middle rope and then hits the ‘Lach-Down' (Diving Double Foot Stomp).

Simone: Kane hits another short arm clothesline before hitting an overhead kick. I think Hitamashii is finished.

Kane goes for a pin…

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Adams: Hitamashii is well and truly done.

DING DING DING!

Justin: Winner of this match via pinfall… Lachlan Kane.

Kane’s music hits over the p.a as he climbs off Hitamashii and gets to his feet, where the ref raises his arm in victory.

Simone: Good return for Kane.

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The scene opens backstage at Climax Control 336 where we see Ms. Rocky Mountains ready to conduct an interview.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Later on tonight we’ll see Krystal Wolfe and the debuting HB Carter take on Miles Kasey and Zoey Lukas in the first ever Strange Bedfellows Match where all four competitors must wrestle in their sleep wear! I’m now here with Krystal and Carter who are ready to reveal their sleepwear.

Carter and Krystal step into view wearing long robes, Krystal’s is a rather plain one that is navy blue in colour, Carter’s on the other hand is much more flamboyant and is rainbow coloured.

Krystal: As you can see, we brought our own robes!

HBCarter: And it’s clear who has the better fashion sense between us darling!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Err, yeah, so you want to reveal what you’ll be wearing?

Carter and Krystal have a quick game of Rock, Paper, Scissors to determine who reveals all first and Krystal comes out on top, the Aussie Bombshell slowly removes her robe to reveal……

Simone: Huh.

Adams: That wasn’t what I was expecting from someone like Krystal!

Indeed, Krystal is wearing rainbow coloured pyjamas that match her partner’s robe whilst exposing a little bit of midriff, Rocky takes several double takes before turning to Carter.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: That was a lot louder than I think anyone was expecting from you Krystal, Carter, in your own time please!

Carter plays to the camera as he slowly removes his robe but eventually it comes off revealing that Carter is wearing lingerie.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: I, err, what?!

HBCarter: I wasn’t about to be upstaged by Miles!

Krystal: He borrowed that from me before you ask, and yes I will be giving it a very thorough wash ASAP, no offence Carter.

HBCarter: I would expect nothing less!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Err, right, any last words for Zoey and Miles?

Krystal: Zoey may be undefeated so far in SCW but if there’s one Bombshell on the roster who knows all too well that all good things must come to an end, it’s me! She’ll be a tough opponent but I’m confident that we can get the win!

HBCarter: Now when me and Miles go at it, it’ll be stiff! We’ll be exchanging blows all night long as we fight to be the one who comes out on top but I will be dominant and by the end of this pleasurable night, we will both be satisfied!

Krystal: So, we’re just done with phrasing right? That’s not a thing anymore?

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Took the words right out of my mouth! Good luck!

Team Go walk off leaving a bewildered Rocky.

Simone: That was unique!

Adams: Is it bad that I think Carter looked great in Krystal’s underwear?

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The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see veteran Bombshell Jessie Salco watching this week’s promos on her phone, she shakes her head as Miles’s promo finishes and looks at the celling in exasperation.

Jessie: Two hundred matches, and my opponent for my two hundredth match couldn’t be bothered to tape a promo!

Pussy: That’s still an impressive achievement!

Jessie looks up and sees SCW reporter Pussy Willow waiting for an interview with her.

Jessie: You want to know how it would be even more impressive? If this win was against literally anyone else, I’m just saying that for all the promise Georgia came into the company with the best she could do was get a win over Levana?

Pussy: Levana hasn’t had the best luck since she reached the Semi-Finals of this year's Blast from the Past Tournament!

Jessie: Pussy, I respect you and I get that you want to be professional about this and shit but that’s basically a polite way of saying Levana peaked at the Blast from the Past Semi-Finals and hasn’t been able to match that success since then! My two hundredth match was supposed to be a time of celebration, instead Georgie may as well be back in her home in London for all we know! It’s almost enough for me to make a challenge for next week’s Climax Control!

Pussy: If we’re talking hypothetically here, what kind of match would you want?

Jessie: Oh, I don’t know, how about a Bombshell with credentials for a start? Chloe’s just one bad match away from being forced to retire due to her health, Zoey is still a fresh face on the scene undefeated or not, I’ve already talked about Levana at length and Georgia? Don’t even get me started!

Jessie says before flipping some hair over her shoulder.

Jessie: What I’m saying is, I’m sick of being the gatekeeper for the Bombshell division, it’s about time that I started facing real competition in SCW and my match tonight against Georgie will be a perfect example of why that is!

Jessie walks off as the scene fades.

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Justin: The following match is scheduled for one fall!!!

The arena cuts to black as the slow guitar intro of "Blood Lightning" by Lutharo is heard over the PA System, right as the song launches into the opening guitar solo the lights start to flash across the arena before a single spotlight shines on Jessie headbanging to the song.

Justin: From Miami, Florida, please welcome Jessie Salco!

Jessie posses at the top of the ramp just as the clean vocals of Krista is heard over the PA before she makes her way down the ramp, Jessie rolls into the ring and poses for the crowd again as the song fades.

The throbbing beat of Adam Lambert’s For your entertainment fills the venue. A body can be seen in shadow as the fans turn towards the entrance. A strobing light flashes behind the body that turns slowly as a spotlight slowly lights up the ramp area and kills the strob to reveal a brunette in a black leather jacket over black tights and staring down into the ring, a slow smirk beginning to cross her lips. Heading to the ring, she stops at the ringstairs and then moves slowly up to the apron and into the ring where she moves towards a corner and leans back against the turnbuckles with one foot on the bottom rope.

Justin: From South London, she is Georgie Robertson.

The smirk returns as she looks at the camera and snaps off a contemptuous salute before pulling off the jacket to reveal a dark halter with silver buckles on it. She turns and once more leans into the corner to await the bell.

DING DING DING!

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The bell has rang as Jessie stands in her corner of the ring, staring down the newcomer as it clearly annoys her. She has got different things on her mind and she did not want to waste too much time on facing newcomers. Georgie gets in her face, smirking confidently at the veteran as Jessie delivers a slap across the face of Georgie as that staggers her.

Simone: That is a side that I have not seen often from Jessie.

Jessie sets Georgie up for an Irish Whip, but Georgie reverses the move as she holds on to the grip of Jessie and pulls her close to her before executing a Snap Suplex that drops Jessie hard on the canvas. Georgie quickly gets up to her feet as she runs to the ropes. She comes off the ropes and executes a Rolling Neck Snap, causing Jessie’s head to snap backwards and hits the canvas. Georgie hooks both of Jessie’s legs as she goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Jessie gets her shoulder off the canvas, Georgie has gotten to her feet first and grabs Jessie by the arm. She whips her in the ropes and sets Jessie up for a clothesline. Jessie ducks the move as she runs to the opposite side of the ring. Jessie jumps the ropes, executing a Springboard Back Elbow that connects with Georgie as the move sends Georgie into the ropes. Her arms are tied up between the middle and top rope.

Simone: This is a position that you do not wish to see yourself in!!!

Adams: Especially not with a veteran like Jessie Salco

Jessie measures Georgie, she runs the ropes and charges in on Georgie and executes a Hip Attack that sends Georgie through the ropes and onto the outside as the impact of the blow causes the tight grip of the ropes to let go. Jessie had managed to remain in the ropes as she had grabbed hold onto the top rope. She quickly jumps on the top rope before diving onto the outside and hits a Cross Body Block on Georgie as she got to her feet. This causes her to fall down on the concrete floor as Jessie gets up to her feet excited. She walks around with a small limp as she hit her left knee on the concrete also as we watch a replay of the move. She hears Drew Patton hit the count of three as she grabs Georgie by the arm and rolls her back in the ring as that forces Drew to start the ten count over again. Jessie focuses herself on the distance between her and Georgie inside the ring. Jumping on the top rope, then jumping upwards for a Frog Splash from the top rope.

Adams: Ouch!!!

Simone: Smart move from Georgie!!!

Georgie managed to get her knees up at the final moment, hitting the stomach of the Bombshell veteran. Jessie rolls around the ring as she holds on to her stomach as Georgie gets back to her feet and grabs Jessie by the arm. Pulling her back to her feet before executing a Russian Legsweep as that drops Jessie before going for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Jessie manages to kick out after the count of two, causing Georgie to get frustrated as she checks with Drew Patton on the three count, only to get a sign of a count of two from the official. Georgie grabs the hair of Jessie, pushing her into the ropes before going for an Irish Whip. She kicks Jessie in the midsection as that forces her to bend forwards as Georgie runs the ropes. Going for an Fameasser, but Jessie had managed to move aside. This causes Georgie to hit the canvas in a painful fashion as that gives Jessie the opening that she needed. She grabs the left leg of Georgie and drives an elbow into the thigh area. Jessie gets up and repeats the move a few times before running the ropes before executing a high knee into the face of Georgie that just sat up. Jessie follows it up with a standing Moonsault before going for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Now it is Georgie that kicks out at the count of two, Jessie immediately follows it up by getting to her feet and pulling Georgie to her feet also. She whips Georgie sternum first into the turnbuckles before following her afterwards and executes a Cross Body into the back area of Georgie. Jessie lands back on her feet and moves aside, causing Georgie to stagger backwards before being dropped by a standing dropkick from Jessie Salco.

Adams: Jessie has managed to quicken the pace to her liking!!!

Jessie grabs the legs of Georgie, setting her up for a Catapult into the turnbuckles. Georgie hits face first on top of the top turnbuckles. She staggers backwards as Jessie already had ran to the ropes in a diagonal way before jumping towards Georgie and drops her with a Bulldog headlock in the middle of the ring. Jessie senses victory as she immediately climbs the top turnbuckles and sets herself up for a 360 Frog Splash.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE….

Adams: NO!!! Georgie kicked out!!!

Jessie can be seen shaking her head, not believing that this didn’t put Georgie away. She gets to her feet and pulls her opponent back to her feet and starts to clap her hands before running the ropes. She jumps from the ropes for a Springboard DDT Georgie who had gotten to her feet as Jessie goes for another cover

ONE!

Adams: Surely this must be it!!

ONE!

THRE…

Simone: NO!!! Unbelievable!!!

Crowd: This is awesome!! This is awesome!!!

The crowd gives the two Bombshells their appreciation for the reversals and the fast paced action that keeps them on the edge of their seats. Jessie points towards the turnbuckles and swings her arm in the air once again to get the entire audience to back her up.

Simone: Jessie is about to execute the Wall of Death!!!

And indeed, Jessie prepares herself to execute the 450 Splash as she comes crashing down onto the helpless body of Georgie. Jessie bounces off of her opponent because of the impact, she quickly crawls back towards Georgie and covers her while holding on to her painful leg with her free hand as Drew goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of this match by pinfuall!!! Jessie Salco!!!!

Jessie’s music hits as she quickly gets to her feet, hobbling around while thanking everyone for supporting her during the match. She climbs the turnbuckles and applauds back to the fans when suddenly we hear Melissa’s music and the Bombshell Roulette Champion stands at the entrance ramp as the two bombshells stare each other down.

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The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see The Greek Angel Ariana Angelos watching the interview between Ms. Rocky Mountains and her fellow Go Gym Graduates Krystal Wolfe and HB Carter from earlier in the night, she shakes her head with a chuckle a her bestie’s antics as the interview comes to a close.

Ariana: Not sure why I was expecting anything less from Carter!

Ariana admits to herself as she walks away from the monitor.

Ariana: But I’ll still be cheering them on!

Ariana walks off as the scene fades.

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Justin: The following contest is the first-ever Strange Bedfellows Mixed Tag Team match!

The fans in Mumbai cheer when Glee’s “I Know What Boys Like” kicks off across the stadium’s sound system!

Adams: Here we go!

Carter steps through the curtains, holding an ankle length, sleeveless black robe closed in front of him. He then whips it open, revealing his ring attire for this match - a black and red lace teddy!

Simone: Oh dear god…

Adams: He certainly knows how to make an impression in his official debut!

Carter holds one hand behind his head while running the other hand down his body while grinding his hips to the music.

Justin: From Seattle, Washington, weighing one hundred and seventy six pounds, he is the "Hardcore Bottom" -- Helluva Bottom Carter!

Carter drops the robe to the stage and runs toward the ring, slapping hands offered out to him all around the ringside area. He then hops up onto the ring apron in a split and slides beneath the bottom rope. He crawls seductively on all fours until he arrives in his corner. He pulls himself up and then lays across the top corner, awaiting his partner's introduction.

Justin: And his tag team partner…!

The opening to "Stand My Ground" by Within Temptation hits the speakers and the lights dim, once the music kicks into high gear strobe lights flash around the entrance ramp before a single spotlight stops on Krystal as she kneels on one knee with her head down - sporting those rainbow onesie pajamas of Carter’s.

Simone: Not QUITE as flashy as Carter’s … er, ensemble, but she is still making a statement!

Adams: Yes - taste the rainbow.

Simone: Jason!

Justin: Hailing from Adelaide, Australia she is "Down Under Thunder" Krystal Wolfe!

Once the lyrics hit Krystal looks out to the crowd before standing up and making her way down to the ring. She hops onto the apron before jumping over the ropes and into the ring where she high-fives Carter and they await their opponents..

Justin: And their opponents…!

"Dancing with the dead" by crown the empire hits and a green spotlight hits the stage. Zoey comes out wearing red and black pajama pants and a plain, white T with “Cursed Earth” band logo emblazoned across the breast. She stands in the middle of it with a small smile on her face. She throws her hands across her chest in an X with her hands up in the metal horns.

Simone: Ordinarily, Zoey is the type of young lady that stands out amongst the others. Here, tonight, she is dressed the ‘least’ flashy!

Adams: I understand she sleeps in the raw so she had to make do.

Justin: Making her way down to the ring! From Atlanta, Georgia – Zoey Lukas!

She makes her way down to the ring looking at the fans with a small smirk shaking her head before running and jumping onto the apron sliding across her knee, she pops up and does the X again before getting into the ring.

Justin: And his tag team partner…!

“Throne” by Bring Me The Horizon starts pumping through the speakers as Miles Kasey bops out onto the ramp in rhythm with the beat, wearing a black, shorty-robe.

Justin: From Manchester, United Kingdom! Weighing two hundred and fifteen pounds – Miles “Milo” Kasey!

He bounces in place twice before bolting towards the ring, sliding under the bottom rope, running into the adjacent ropes and handstand spring boarding backwards into a superhero pose as the fans go crazy! Miles then turns back around to face the opposing team and undoes the belt around his robe, and with a coy wink directed at his ardent admirer Carter - he lets the robe fall to the mat - revealing black booty short briefs laced up the side to highlight a LOT of skin!

Simone: Oh MY…!

Adams: Belinda Simone! Tongue in!

Miles is greeted by catcalls, whistles and cheers! His own partner Zoey steps back to drink in the sight as Carter almost swoons on the spot were it not for Krystal catching him!

Adams: I think Carter approves!

Krystal quickly ushers her partner to their corner and to the outside, calling for a drink of water for him to a ringside attendant.

Simone: It looks like the Bombshells are going to start this one.

Adams: Just as well! I don’t think Carter is in any shape mentally to wrestle Miles now while he’s wearing THAT!

Simone: Which is most likely what Miles was going for!

Miles then steps through the ropes and pauses midway so the camera catches a good shot of his better half - garnering more cheers and whistles! Zoey has to slap his backside to usher him the rest of the way through and she then turns to stare Krystal down from across the ring. Jacob Summers calls for the bell!

DING DING DING!

At the sound of the opening bell, both Krystal and Zoey come from out of their corners and circle one another slowly while their respective partners cheer them on. The two Bombshells pause in the center of the ring before they lock up, collar and elbow. They struggle briefly before Zoey just FLINGS Krystal down onto the mat like a rag doll!

Simone: Perhaps not the wisest way to begin a match against a woman like Zoey Lukas.

Adams: Right! Krystal is the more experienced and is a former champion but she CAN’T match Zoey in a test of strength.

But Krystal is the never say die as she looks to Carter from their corner and returns to her feet and beckons Zoey in for another tie up. Zoey looks over to Miles who playfully shrugs ‘why not?’ and the two women lock up a second time and this time Zoey over powers her and backs her up against the ropes where Jacob issues a count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

And Zoey, with a smile and a hint of arrogance, steps back but not before ruffling Krystal’s hair. Mocking the smaller woman.

Adams: Ooo! Krystal won’t like that very much!

Simone: Not a very respectful action by Zoey Lukas.

Krystal comes out of the corner and engages in the gauntlet, shoving Zoey back a step. Zoey does not like this and she lunges at Wolfe - only for Krystal to catch her in a drop toe hold, causing Zoey to fall face-first against the corner’s bottom turnbuckle!

Simone: And this right there is exactly what Krystal needs to do; use her speed to maintain an advantage over the much larger Zoey Lukas!

Zoey starts to rise and Krystal springboards off of the middle rope and lands with both feet on Lukas’s back, driving Zoey back into the canvas face and chest first! Krystal grabs her by the boot to drag her from the corner but Zoey uses her free boot to drive Wolfe off of her and knock her down to the canvas. Zoey gets back to her feet but Krystal jumps right on her, grabbing her into a side headlock which doesn’t stay on for long as Zoey throws her off and Krystal comes off the ropes where Zoey collides into her with a shoulder tackle that sends the smaller woman crashing back, head over heels!

Adams: Wow! Now THAT’s power!

Zoey holds her arms out with a smile and turns to Miles who extends his hand and tags her partner into the ring.

Simone: Looks like it’s the men’s turn.

Adams: I just hope Carter has calmed down enough to focus.

The two Superstars step inside of the ring and they size one another up, Miles looking Carter over in his unique attire of the lace teddy and smiles, giving his friend and supporter a thumbs up. Carter responds by kissing his hand and turning his back to slap his backside in a universal gesture. Miles looks around to the crowd and shrugs - then he claps Carter across the ass - hard!

Simone: Oh my…!

The crowd laughs and cheers in support of Miles as Carter jumps almost a mile and spins around. Carter then rushes Miles who leapfrogs up and over the newcomer! Carter comes off of the ropes and Miles attempts a hip toss but Carter counters with a reversal. Carter hip tosses Miles but Miles lands on his feet and takes Carter over with an arm drag!

Adams: I knew this pairing would be fast paced!

Simone: Miles may have close to thirty pounds on Carter but he is every bit as quick as the former SCU Underground champion.

Carter rushes him again and Miles sweeps his legs right out from under him and drops down into a cover!

ONE!

And Carter arches his back and slides right out from under Miles!

Adams: Okay, THAT was a unique way to escape a pin!

Miles rises quickly to his feet but Carter just as quickly ducks behind him for a schoolboy roll up!

ONE!

Miles kicks out again!

Miles rises and Carter comes off of the ropes and flies over him for a sunset flip but Miles drops his knees down onto Carter’s shoulders!

Adams: Oh I get Carter is just LOVING that pin fall!

ONE!

TWO!

TH-Kick out!

Simone: I imagine he did! He got so lost up in it he almost let himself get pinned!

Both men are right back up and Carter jumps for a dropkick but Miles swats him aside! Carter rises and Miles goes for a super kick but Carter blocks it and grabs his foot, then sweeps his other leg out from under him, taking him down! Carter then grapevines Miles’s legs around his own hands and turns him over onto his knees, effectively trapping him in a Full Windsor Knot!

Simone: Oh my… he trapped Miles in the Windsor Knot! Miles is struggling but he can’t get loose!

Adams: And Miles is stuck in full cowgirl mode!

Miles indeed is trapped, bucking and struggling and calling out “Hey - HEY!” while Carter just steps back and enjoys the view! The crowd laughs as Miles continues to call out to Jacob and Carter to get him loose while he’s stuck in that awkward position!

Adams: Gives new meaning to the term Booty Shorts!

Simone: Who’s complaining??

Carter then positions himself to kick Miles loose, when Zoey steps into the ring and grabs Carter by the shoulder to prevent him from doing so.

Simone: What…?

And instead Zoey drapes an arm on Carter's shoulder and takes a moment’s pause to stand there and watch the view herself! Much to the laughter and delight of the fans!

Crowd: Tap! Tap! Tap!

Adams: He couldn’t if he wanted to! His hands are trapped!

Miles keeps shouting “C’mon!” and “Zoey!” when his tag partner finally nods to Carter and steps back out to her corner. Carter then backs up into the near corner and runs in, striking Miles in the butt with a low dropkick that knocks him loose! Carter then rolls backwards into his own corner and tags Krystal in!

Adams: *sings* The Bombshells are back in town!

Indeed as Zoey steps over the ropes to enter as Krystal bounds over the ropes! Krystal races right at her and Zoey goes for a big boot but Krystal ducks under and she jumps onto the middle rope and flies back for a high cross body but Zoey catches her!

Adams: Uhhh ohhh!

Zoey then hoists her high into the air with a military press but before she can dump her to the mat, Krystal wriggles free and slides down, turning it into a guillotine armbar!

Simone: Oh! She could dislocate Zoey’s shoulder with a hold like that!

Jacob asks Zoey if she wants to give up but Lukas shakes her head no! Then, in an uncanny display of brute strength, Zoey powers Krystal and hauls her up into the air while still in the guillotine! Zoey then runs her right back into the corner, breaking the hold! Zoey staggers back, holding her arm and Krystal rushes right in after her when Zoey quickly catches her with a spinning belly to belly! Zoey with the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

Krystal kicks out!

Zoey drags her up and sends her into the ropes but Wolfe comes off with a dropkick! The impact sends Zoey back into the ropes and she comes off and nearly takes Krystal’s head clean off with a discus clothesline!

Adams: HOLY-!

Zoey with the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

TH-Krystal gets her shoulder up!

Simone: Almost! Zoey almost put Krystal Wolfe away!

Zoey drags Krystal up and off of her feet, setting her down on the top of the near corner. Zoey then moves in but Krystal kicks her away with both feet!

Adams: How hard do you think it is wrestling in those rainbow jammies?

Simone: I can’t imagine any of their outfits is making things any easier!

Zoey turns back around and Krystal jumps from her perch, catching Zoey in a double knee face breaker! Now both Bombshells are on the mat, trying to recover as the fans rally behind both women and their partners reach out, calling for the tag! Zoey and Krystal each slowly crawl toward their corners, reaching out! Krystal tags Carter - and Zoey tags Miles! Both Superstars are right in the ring and charge one another! Carter dives low, clipping Miles’ legs out from under him! Carter then Irish whips Miles into the near corner and runs in but Miles leapfrogs up and over him, taking him over with a backslide!

ONE!

TWO!

Carter kicks out!

Carter starts to rise to his hands and knees and Miles jumps over him with an Oklahoma roll!

ONE!

TWO!

Carter kicks out again!

Both rise to their feet and Carter delivers a knife edge chop across Miles’s pecs, the sharp crack of flesh on flesh resounding in the stadium!

Crowd: WOOOO!

Miles cringes, eyes shut and teeth clenched but he swiftly grabs Carter and delivers a head butt right between his eyes! Carter staggers back, dazed and Miles pulls his legs out from under him, steps through and turns him over…

Adams: Sharpshooter!

Simone: It was all fun and games the first time these two were in the ring but it’s business now and Miles is going for the submission!

Carter is on his hands, trying to alleviate the hold’s pressure as he yells out in pain but he shakes his head, refusing to tap out as Jacob asks! Carter tries to drag himself closer toward the ropes and reaches, but Miles drags him right back to the center of the ring!

Adams: Boy Miles really wants to pick up this win!

But before Miles can sink down into the hold, Carter pushes up again and tucks in, rolling through and trapping Miles in an inside cradle!

ONE!

TWO!

Miles kicks out!

Adams: It’s not often a man in a teddy tries pinning a man in silk booty shorts!

Simone: Thank the Lord for small favors!

They’re back up and Miles quickly has Carter and delivers a standing Spanish fly!

Simone: That’s it! Miles may have him!

Miles quickly grabs Carter in a double underhook, lifting him upside down across his shoulder!

Adams: Hail To the Queen!?

But Carter manages to struggle and Miles loses his grip! Carter lands on his feet behind him and jumps up, catching Miles in an Inverted Frankensteiner! Miles shakes the cobwebs, trying to recover!

Simone: Carter is going up top!

Miles stands up, still dazed and Zoey calls out a warning! But Carter jumps off and…!

Simone: Fruit Fly!

He hits the Eclipse maneuver and jackknifes Miles in half for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here are your winners! Krystal Wolfe and Helluva Bottom Carter!

The crowd cheers as Jacob raises the arms of Carter and Krystal as Zoey checks on Miles who is sitting up, holding his head. Carter then kneels down beside him as well to check on him while Krystal watches on.

Adams: What a FUN match!

Simone: For everyone involved! Zoey and Krystal showcased themselves at their absolute best and while carter scored the pin fall, Miles showed the world why he remains a perennial contender here in SCW!

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Limelight By Rush begins and a more upbeat Roxi makes her way to the ring. The Bombshell’s championship is strapped tightly around her waist, and the Bombshell’s Internet championship over her shoulder, Roxi enters the ring and gives a polite smile to Justin as she takes the microphone from him.

Roxi: Namaste Mumbai!

Cheering for Roxi’s attempt to speak Hindi.

Roxi: Okay, okay, My Hindi is not very good, but I am very happy to be here, and happy to be here with all of you tonight.

Another cheap pop.

Roxi: Now, a couple of weeks ago, I beat Masque De Lune and I became the Bombshell’s Internet champion in addition to retaining the Bombshell’s championship. But, contrary to what people may think, I didn’t vanquish Masque. I didn’t halt a reign of terror. I slowed it down. I didn’t stop any Rapture. I postponed it. I showed to everyone here that everyone is beatable. But that the fight never stops.

Roxi pauses and nods.

Roxi: I know full well that one time, doesn’t mean much around here. Getting one win, is just a start, it’s not a finish. The job is not done and I am fully aware that Masque will be back and coming from me again. I am prepared for that inevitability, and I made the promise to you, that I will stand and fight no matter who, or what stands across from me.

Some cheers as Roxi then slides the Bombshell’s Internet title off her shoulder.

Roxi: Which brings me to this championship I happened to win at Summer XXXtreme, and of course, the rules stipulate that I cannot hold two championships at once. So, the question was posed to me: What do I do with this title?

Roxi shrugs and then nods.

Roxi: Now, of course, the easy thing would be some kind of tournament. And have it last all the way until Violent Conduct and the two winners face off and that’s all well and good. It can be done. It has been done. But that leaves a lot of room for excuses. Some people will say that got a bad draw in the 1st round, or the 3rd round or whatever round. And sometimes that happens. And then what about those people who make it to the 3rd round or 4th round so close to Violent Conduct and then, they have to scramble to find something. I don’t want that. No. I don’t want to make all of you wait until Violent Conduct to have a new Bombshell’s Internet champion. No, I want one, a lot sooner than that.

Some cheers as Roxi continues.

Roxi: And, I want to give the opportunity to those who may never have that opportunity. So, Next week, we’re going to have ourselves a little battle royal.

Cheers.

Roxi: Everyone getting the same opportunity, everyone on an even playing field. And, I want to see someone who hasn’t held this championship, get a chance at it. So, this battle royal will mainly for those Bombshell’s who never got the chance or opportunity, or in some cases, maybe many opportunities and didn’t get it done. I am giving you a chance here and now. It’s an open invitation to step up and claim this championship. And then, with the owner then set, everyone else, can try and get in position to get a match a lot sooner. Maybe even earn themselves a shot at the Internet title if they don’t win the battle royal. But let’s get a new champion crowned, shall we?

Cheers.

Roxi: Ladies, this championship is yours if you can claim it. I’m just showing you the open door. The real question is, which one of you, will walk through it? Good luck to you all next week, and here’s to a new beginning for the Bombshell’s Internet championship. I’ll see you next week.

With that, Roxi exits the ring with both championships, before meeting Christian Underwood at the entrance way, and handing over the Bombshell’s Internet championship.

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Justin: The following contest is a non title match, introducing first....

The lights dim down and cast the arena in a red glow, and for a moment -- only a moment -- the crowd quiets down just a smidge. The drum riff opening that carries into an aggressive rhythm of guitar chords breaks out as "Black Lungs" by Architects blares out over the P.A. System. This brings the crowd to their feet -- both in a positive and negative reaction, completely mixed.

The spotlight doesn't fall upon the stage, instead flowing across the crowd as the lyrics describe more than just a time in the world. Finn Whelan appears not from the curtain, but from one of the visitor entrances with a semi-cocky swagger written into his denim jeans. He stops at the top of the steps for a moment, a slight smirk on his face as he glances down at the people around him, blockaded off by the typical burly security guards. The crowd is not booing, but they're not exactly cheering either. He sets his eyes upon the ring below, and then makes his way down slowly, ignoring the people around him though a few of them clap him on the shoulders as he decends.

Justin: From Seattle, Washington, weighing in at two hundred and one pounds, he is The Virulence, he is Finn Whelan!

At the barrier, he slings himself over and slides immediately underneath the bottom rope and leaps to his feet in the center of the ring. He heads directly for the ropes in front of him, and hops up onto the bottom one, bouncing slightly as he looks back at the crowd, choosing a few choice words to share with them. e drops down from it, and pulls of his vest as he heads to his place against the turnbuckle, leaning into it and looking upwards at his opponent past his brow as his music fades out.

Justin: About to enter the arena, standing in at 6’4 and weighing in at 239 pounds!!!

The words fade as we hear the Church bells cling before the guitar riff starts playing along with the choir singing. The music builds up to where finally Corey Taylor can be heard. The name Goth emerges upon the titan tron, but the man only walks out after Corey Taylor can be heard screaming the words: “I’m finally holding on to letting go!!” As explosions go off on the side of the entrance stage. Goth stares at the crowd as his fiancé Melissa emerges behind him.

Justin: Currently residing from Manhattan, New York!!! He is the King of Kings!! Goth!!!!

Goth lifts his head upwards to the ceiling while extending his arms, a smirk emerges upon his face as he listens to the mixed reactions. After a few seconds he looks back ahead of him towards the ring walking slowly, totally ignoring the fans who are trying to touch him as he walks to the steel ringsteps. He gets on the ring apron before opening up the top and middle ring rope for his fiancé Melissa as she steps through them. He then steps in the ring and stares down his opponent/awaits his opponent as his music slowly fades.

DING DING DING!

The bell rings and the two move towards the center of the ring but before Finn can get his hands up, Goth hits him with ahard punch to the jaw, sending the younger man back against the ropes. GOth moves in and starts to quickly throw shot after shot at Finn's head. Dawn moves in to try and get Goth to bring Finn away from the ropes, but the Internet champion ignores her and starts to fire more and more shots towards Finn's head. Dawn ducks in between the two to try and pull them apart, but Goth throws an overhand shot towards Finn as he's being forced backward.

Simone: Goth has started this match at a fast pace.

Adams: Very aggressive.

Dawn moves around to speak to Goth but Goth walks right past her and back towards Finn who has moved himself to the corner. Goth drops a big elbow on top of Finn's head, dropping him to the floor. Goth puts his boot across Finn's throat and chokes him in the corner, causing him to get another warning from Dawn.

Simone: Goth better be careful here.

Goth removes his boot and looks at Dawn as Finn pulls himself to his feet. As Goth moves in, Finn quickly spins Goth in to the corner and fires rights and lefts to Goth's face, causing the crowd to cheer.

Adams: Turn around is fair play.

Finn walks out of the corner and Goth stumbles out behind him. Finn looks at Goth before spinning around and catching him with a roaring back elbow, catching the Internet champion on the jaw and sending him stumbling backwards in to the ropes. As Goth returns, Finn reels back his hand and nails Goth with a chop across the chest, the sound echoing around the arena. Finn pulls his hand back and smashes Goth in the chest with a heart punch, sending him down to his knees.

Simone: That's a first ladies and gents, never seen a chop and heart punch combination.

Goth looks up at Finn but Finn quickly pulls him to his feet and scoops him up, before dropping him in a Michinoku driver! Finn leans over and hooks the leg and Dawn drops down to make the count.

ONE!

TWO!

Goth throws a shoulder up!

Adams: Finn with the first fall of the match.

Finn quickly transitions over in to attempt a cross armbreaker, but Goth gets his shoulders off the mat, viciously throwing punches towards Finn's head and connecting. Finn can't help but break his grip and roll away, allowing Goth to get back to his feet and wait. As Finn returns to his, Goth charges at him and takes him down with a huge running clothesline, sending Finn flipping in the air.

Adams: He nearly left his boots where they were.

Goth picks Finn up and grabs him in a front face lock before spinning him around with a spinning neckbreaker. Goth lies next to Finn and drills the point of his knuckles in to the bridge of Finn's nose, grinding down hard.

Simone: There's something very different about Goth tonight.

Goth pulls back his hand and smashes it hard in to the top of Finn's head before dragging him to his feet. Goth positions his body and nails Finn with a huge uppercut to the jaw, sending him back to the canvas. Goth stomps on Finn's upperbody and roughly pulls him to his feet. Goth underhooks both Finn's arms and drops him down with a double arm DDT, Finn's head bounces off the canvas. Goth quickly rolls him on to his back and hooks the leg. Dawn drops down to make the count.

ONE!

TWO!

Finn quickly kicks out!

Adams: That call was closer then my butt on this seat.

Goth sits up and looks at Finn before getting to his feet and stalking him.

Simone: Goth could be looking for the Gothic Dream.

Finn gets to his feet and Goth pounces, trying to lock in the Gothic Dream but Finn throws his head back, the back of his head connecting with Goth's nose, forcing him to release the hold. Finn quickly jumps backwards with a Pele kick, expertly connecting with Goth jaw. Goth stumbles around but Finn stays on the attack, charging at Goth and jumping in the air with a thresz press, knocking Goth on to his back. Finn starts firing heavy mounted punches to Goth's head, the internet champion doing his best to cover up, but mostly unsuccessful. Finn gets to his feet, throwing his arms our to the side, getting a loud reaction from the crowd. Goth moves on to his knees and Finn charges at him and catches him on the jaw with a shining wizard.

Adams: Momentum is clearly behind Finn here.

Goth rolls on to his knees as Finn gets back to his feet. Finn quickly charges and jumps in the air, driving Goth's face to the canvas with a curbstomp!

Simone: Seattle Terror!

Finn rolls Goth on to his back and goes for the cover. Dawn drops down to make the count.

ONE!

TWO!

Goth just about kicks out!

Adams: I thought Goth was finished!

Simone: So did the fans.

Finn looks around and gets to his feet and Goth follows. As Finn moves in, Goth quickly grabs Dawn and pulls her in between, acting confused.

Adams: That Seattle Terror must have rattled Goth's brains.

With Dawn distracted, Goth reaches over and pokes Finn in the eye.

Adams: Or not.

Goth moves past Dawn and grabs Finn by the head, lifting him up in an impaler DDT!

Simone: Goth just played everyone there.

Goth sits Finn up and steps over him, leaning down and putting his legs over Finn's head and lifts an arm. He starts to pile down elbow strikes to the side of Finn's head.

Simone: Gothic fury!

Goth continues to pound on Finn's head, but somehow, Finn manages to reach back and pull Goth's outside leg away from him and sends him crashing on to his back. Finn tries to shake the cobwebs off and gets back to his feet behind Goth and moves in for a tiger suplex, but Goth wildly throws his head backwards and catches Finn on the jaw before spinning around behind Finn, taking his arm with him and locking in the million dollar dream.

Adams: Gothic Dream! If he drops to the floor, this one could be over!

Finn tries to fight it but Goth quickly falls backwards and locks his legs around Finn's body, holding on tight. Dawn checks on Finn and deems that he's out cold and calls for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner.... Goth!

Simone: Goth has won but he's still got the hold on!

Goth continues to keep the hold on Finn as the bell rings again. From out the back, referees Jasmine St John, Drew Patton and Jacob Summers quickly run to the ring and try and pull Goth off from Finn, after a few seconds, they eventually do as the crowd boo the Internet champion.

Adams: That was just wrong!

The officials had taken Goth off of Finn Whelan as the champion stares down at the man that is unconscious from the submission hold. Goth moves towards Finn, ready to do some more damage on him but is warned to stay away as he shakes his head. He turns his attention towards Justin and demands a microphone before turning his attention back to Finn Whelan

Goth: I told you Finn, I told you that I was going to teach you RESPECT the hard way. I just hope you understand how the big boys do things in the big leagues. So let me give you some advice kiddo, don’t assume you know everything!! Don’t assume that you can blackmail great men like myself by stupidity!!!

Goth lowers close to his face and smiles.

Goth: And most importantly, don’t think that you are good enough to face yours truly. Because I am both good and evil…. And you??

He smirks

Goth: You are nothing

With that Goth stands up, drops the microphone and walks off while the fans boo the Internet champion.

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Backstage of the Sardar Vallabhbhai Patel Indoor Stadium, we pick up just after when we last left off with SCW's Co-owner, Christian Underwood, as he appears on the screen about the stage. At first glance of him, he is greeted by the Mumbai fans with a mixed reaction, the general disdain shown coupled by cheers earned for his recently revealed positive treatment of young Chloe Benton.

Inside of the office, Christian remains at his desk, and he is not alone. Still joining him is his close friend and business manager, "the Goldenboy" Gene Banton, as well as Christians rarely seen husband, but joining him for this week's tour in Mumbai, Scott Schreiner.

The trio are conversing casually between them, Christian discussing business with Gene where Chloe is concerned while Scotty chimes in randomly, offering his two cents. And just like that, there is a very determined knock on the closed office door and somebody on the other side attempts entry without waiting for an invitation. The knob turns but the door is obviously locked and a body hits the other side.

Christian frowns, exchanging a brief glance with his friend and his husband, before he leans over at his desk and calls out.

Christian: It's locked, genius!

Standing on the other side of the door is Crystal Zdunich. She runs her hands through her long blue hair as she tries her best to enter the room.

Crystal: I am not going to stand out here all day! You wanted me to see you so here I am here. Open the God Damn door!

The fans boo as finally somebody opens the door. As soon as it is unlocked Crystal walks inside wearing an Indian Belly Dancer outfit. The crowd roars with boos in return but the fact is she didn’t come alone. Following in behind him is none other than Todd williams. He cracks a wicked grin as he stands next to Crystal.

Todd: I believe you wanted to see MY CLIENT and if you didn’t realize genius you are going to see a lot more of me because I am Crystal’s manager.

Crystal: And what that means is that the two of us mean business. So could we like make this quick. I have to beat nine lives out of a PUSSY….Kat tonight, and I have to go out there and try some curry. Although I think all of this food pretty much sucks. I wonder if the fans would ADORE me if I came to the ring riding a huge ass elephant named Dumbo the dumb ass elephant.

The crowd boos more as Crystal looks at Christian.

Crystal: So what’s going on Mr Pink Flamingo who shares the male counterpart of my namesake, what did you want from me?!

Christian gives Crystal's choice of attire a quick once over and closes his eyes, shakes his head while massaging his temple.

Christian: Well there went the last lingering threat of my heterosexuality.

Gene: Er, Scotty? Maybe we should…?

Gene makes a discreet gesture towards the now open office door and nods, but Christians stubborn husband shakes his head and leans back against the wall where he was standing, holding his arms over his beefy chest.

Scotty: And miss this? Like hell I will!

As Christian rises from his desk, he signals to his friend and husband that it is all right for them to remain where they are. He casually walks around the desk as if he has a care in the world until he comes up toward where Todd stands at Crystal's side. Christian gives Todd the ones over before nodding his head with a smile.

Christian: Manager, hm? But I suppose you can't do any more harm to her career than she's already done herself. Still, I'm not entirely certain what this means to me. Except for the obvious fact you couldn't hack it at the wrestler so you're going to try to make it as a manager and live by curiously through this one.

He gestures toward Crystal, indicating her. The calm, casual expression of his face and changes to something much darker as he turns his head to direct his attention towards Crystal herself.

Christian: You and I are going to have a little chat about your actions three weeks ago!

He points at the vacant chair just behind her.

Christian: Sit down!

He then glances at Todd with a flare of anger and annoyance in his eyes.

Christian: And just so I don't have to repeat myself, one word out of you and I'll have one of these fine gentlemen beside me throw you out of the building without benefit of opening the door first!

Crystal is taken back by his change of tone. Todd get’s in his face.

Todd: She is not going to sit, don’t you know who this is! FIVE TIME BOMBSHELL CHAMPION AND…

Crystal however decides to sit in front of him as she senses the serious expression. She places her head down out of view before she slowly lifts it back up with a very cheesy grin on her face.

Christina: WHY MR. MEANIE CHRISTIAN… It’s me Christina Rose!!! OH what could little old me have done to get you to be so SUPERRR SERIO!

She laughs as she turns her attention to Todd who can’t help but grin in return. However as they turn back to Christian they realize he isn’t really laughing.

Crystal: What the hell do you want?! My actions were fine! I took out a meaningless little Bitch! She had no business trying to HARASS me like she did after I was CHEATED out of my match. What happened to Chloe was all her own fault, and you should be happy about that. What needs discussing is when Jasmine put her hands on me. Let’s talk about that because I won’t hesitate to confront her face to face if need me. This time I will be ready!

Todd suddenly has Scotty's big, meaty and gripping him by the back of the shirt and pulling him roughly down into another vacant chair and getting him out of his husband's face. Briefly, Christian smiles at his husband in silent thanks. But if anything, Crystal's attitude only serves to worse than the given situation and he stares Crystal down until several tense, uncomfortable moments pass. He then suddenly begins shouting!

Christian: First off, wipe that goddam smile off of that horse face of yours! The entire world saw what the hell happened at Summer

XTREME X and I am not talking about the world watching as your wife made you tap out!

He jams a finger in her face.

Christian: YOU put your hands on Jasmine first so she had every right to knock you in your money ass! And if you touch her again? You won't be fine or suspended. I will just straight up fire you! And as for Chloe?

He scoffs.

Christian: The only mistake that girl ever made was giving a damn about your well-being! Even though she was hurt, she still showed concern for you for some God forsaken reason! And you attack her! I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Someone like you is so unloved and that she has to marry more than one person in order to break even on the average affection of a single spouse!

Scotty holds up a silent fist for a bro fist bump which Gene obliges, both men wearing smug yet proud smiles as they take in the show in front of them.

Christian: Chloe was a girl who was concussed already! You put her out for God knows how long, ruining an investment made by Mark and myself! Like her or not, the girl is one of the most popular people on the roster, male OR female! Attacking her and risking her even further injury?

He closes his eyes and shakes his head.

Christian: That ranks up there as the stupidest thing you could have possibly done. Well, that and that cheap hair coloring you get out of the WalMart bargain bin! Your use of the word fine is almost prophetic for what I am going to do to you and your bank account! You manhandled an SCW official, so that's five grand right there! And as for what you did that poor girl Chloel!? You are going to be so far in debt you are NEVER going to find your way out! I have already told her to forward her medical bills for concussion treatment to our offices and whatever the sum total is? That is going to be how much in debt you are going to be!

Crystal looks as if she is about to say something…

Christian: Do I SOUND like I’m done!? You, Crystal Zdunich or Hilton or whatever you’re calling yourself this week … you need an attitude adjustment! You think yourself up here…

He holds his hand above his head, parallel to the floor.

Christian: But I am going to bring you down here!

He lowers the same hand below waist level. He turns to Todd.

Christian: Check her contract, Manager Boy! In every SCW contract, every. Single. One! There is a clause that states extra duties may be required outside of competing within the ring. Now normally we reserve that clause for photo ops, meet n greets, the publicity thing. You know. But you…?

He turns back to Crystal and hands her a slip of paper.

Christian: That’s your assignment for next week. Your first of many. Yes, Crystal, next week you are going to be walking up and down the aisles and stands in the Sawai Mansingh Indoor Stadium, walking amongst the many, many fans – selling popcorn!

Todd stands up abruptly and without breaking eye contact with Crystal, Christian bellows.

Christian: SIT DOWN BEFORE i PULL OUT HER HAIR EXTENSIONS AND STRANGLE YOU WITH THEM!!!

The outburst surprising even Geno and Scotty. Christian then leans over to look Crystal right in the eye.

Christian: And if you refuse? If you find some reason not to be here, some other commitment or you’re **airquotes** sick? I won’t bother fining or suspending you. I’ll just fire your worthless ass! No, I won’t just fire you. I will undo you! I will strike your name from every record book! From every title history! I will even make certain that you are the first person to ever be ejected from the Hall of Fame! It will be like you never existed!

His eyes burned into her own.

Christian: Do we understand one another?

Crystal just sighs as she looks back at Christian. There was definitely tension between the two of them as she just seems upset with her arms folded. Todd Williams rises up as he looks at all of them.

Todd: CRYSTAL clear… But make no mistake you haven’t seen or heard the last of us… Not now and certainly not ever!!!

He follows after his ex wife as we go elsewhere. Christian watches as they go, and then pops his finger out from between his lips and twirls it around in the air in a sarcastic gesture as Geno and Scotty join him at his side.

Christian: Can't wait.

Scotty: That was hot.

Gene frowns and looks at his buddy and shakes his head. Christian smiles and casts a look at his husband over his shoulder.

Christian: You think my making meatloaf is hot.

Scotty looks at Gene.

Scotty: He uses his hands.

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Justin: The following match is scheduled for one fall and it is our special Falls Count Anywhere street fight!!

The entire arena fades to black as we are left in nothing but darkness. All of a sudden Crystal's voice can be heard all throughout the speaker systems.

"I'm Coming Out!"

As soon as that is said explosions can be heard going off as we are treated to some flame pyros. The fans boo loudly in return.

I'm Coming Out by Diana Ross plays across the speakers and it is at that moment when the blue haired red haired "Burning Rose" Crystal Zdunich walks from the curtains. She is accompanied by her manager Todd Williams, and the two of them make their way to the ring. Crystal is focused as she walks to the ring with a purpose. She flips off the crowd who boos in return. She runs up the stairs and walks to the middle of the apron. She flicks her hair before she drops down into a split that gains more boos especially when Todd yells that they would never get her. She slides into the ring and as soon as she is inside she kips up to her feet. She tosses her hoodie towards Todd as she awaits the start of the match. Todd cheers for his client as she seems to be in a trance.

Justin: Currently in the ring, standing in at 5’5 and weighing in at 115 pounds!! Crystal Zdunich!!!

"Release me"

The two words from the Public Address system in the arena cause the fans in attendance, already on their feet, to react with disdain and unappreciative shouts. Kat Jones,, badass Cincinnati native of ill repute methodically makes her way to the top of the ramp from the gorilla position. Her black shorts and knee high boots are more characterizing of her facial expression and attitude toward the scathing crowd, than her highly decorative top full of self expression.

Kat walks toward the ring, methodically and without much concern at all, regarding the insults and jeers thrown in her direction.

JD “Making her way to the ring, hailing from Cincinnati, Ohio, standing five feet, eight inches tall and weighing in at one hundred twenty eight pounds, she is the "WildKat"... KAT JJOONNEESS!!!”

Standing before the ring apron, Kat removes her black leather jacket, whips it behind her, releasing it and allowing it to sail toward the ramp, ultimately letting out a bloodcurdling scream, before she enters the ring and stares Crystal Zdunich down

Justin: And her opponent!! Standing in at 5’8 and weighing in at 124 pounds!! Kat Jones!!!!

DING DING DING!

Kat Jones jumps out of her neutral corner and charges in on Crystal, who sidesteps the former Bombshell Roulette champion and sends her chest first into the turnbuckles Crystal grabs her by the hair and bashes Kat face first into the turnbuckles as Drew Patton cannot do anything else but look on due to the lack of rules in this Falls count anywhere street fight. Crystal follows it up by dragging Kat’s face across the top ring rope before jumping over the top rope to the outside, dropping Kat throat first onto the top turnbuckles before dropping backwards on the canvas.

Adams: I think Katis going to have to pay for her aggressive start!!!

Crystal immediately reaches underneath the bottom rope and grabs the legs of Kat Jones, pulling her to the outside as Crystal has Kat standing in front of her against the ring apron as Crystal sets Kat up to be whipped into the steel barrier behind her. But Kat manages to reverse the move and sends Crystal into the steel barricades instead, hitting her back hard to the spot where we see Melissa and Chloe Benton being seated on the front row while cheering on Kat. Kat is too focused upon Crystal not to notice the two Bombshells in the crowd as Kat grabs the hair of Crystal and starts to drive series of forearm shots to the face before executing a Hair mare onto the concrete floor as she follows it up with a kick to the spine of Crystal.

Simone: Good Grief!! Did you hear that?!!!

Adams: Did I??? They heard that all the way in the football stadium of the Seattle Seahawks!!!

Kat grabs a camera cable and wraps it around the throat of Crystal as she starts to choke her out with it while dragging her around the ring as that causes Crystal to struggle in an attempt to get to a horizontal position. Kat suddenly stops and looks around as she notices the steel ring steps next to her while dragging Crystal towards it.

Simone: What is Kat going to do???

Adams: Honestly?? I really don’t want to know!!!

Kat walks the steel ring steps while dragging Crystal with her, she gets on the ring apron and positions Crystal in a position to drop her face first on the ring apron with a DDT. Only to have Crystal react by wrapping her arms around the waist of Kat and charges forward… This causes Kat to driven into the steel ring post behind her. This causes her to let go off the grip that she had on Crystal as she manages to get momentum back on her side. She drops the cable and surprises Kat by jumping up and hitting a Hurricanrana on the ring apron as Kat’s body falls down on the concrete floor in an awkward fashion.

Adams: Oh My God!! That has got to broken her neck!!!!

We see Melissa and Chloe stand up from their seats, placing their hands in front of their mouths in utter shock as we see a replay of the impactful move that Crystal executed on Kat. We see Drew check on her, only to signal that she is okay as Kat can be seen moving her head and talk to the official.

Simone: If I know anything from Kat, if she is breathing then she will continue this fight!!!

Drew is about to give the signal for the match to continue, but a vicious Crystal pushes him aside and starts to choke Kat while screaming at her. She bashes the back of Kat’s head on the concrete floor several times before getting up and noticing Melissa and Chloe Benton seated in the crowd. She grins evil as she looks back at Kat before turning her attention back to the other two women. She grabs Kat’s head and drags her towards the two as she gets in the face of Chloe.

Crystal: Watch careful Chloe, watch what I do to your precious Kat…

She bashes her face first into the steel railing, causing Kat to fall backwards while holding on to her face in pain. Crystal stares at Chloe, smiling at the reaction from the young bombshell before backing off when Melissa gets face to face with her. Crystal turns her attention back to Kat as she drags her to the middle of the concrete floor and goes for the cover while staring the two other women

ONE!

TWO!

THRE….

Drew Patton signals that it is a count of two as Kat somehow managed to get her shoulder off the canvas while still having a painful look on her face. Crystal shrugs, not caring that the match continues. She grabs the legs of Kat, positioning her for a Catapult into the steel ring post behind her. She drops backwards as Kat is being catapulted towards the ring post. Only to have her land on the steps in front of it as she puts her hands forward to have impact blocked before turning around. Crystal slowly sits up with a cocky smile on her face as she believes that she has driven Kat face first into the steel post. Only to be surprised by Kat who jumps off the apron after Crystal got up to her feet and drops her with a Bulldog Headlock onto the concrete floor. Kat slowly rolls Crystal over on her back and goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE….

But this time it is Crystal that kicks out of the pin attempt as she slowly gets to her feet while holding on to the back of her head still. She gets up and sets Crystal up for a Snap Suplex. Hitting the move and then sits up, staring at the steps and smiles. She grabs the top part of the steps and loosens it before turning her attention back to Crystal.

Simone: Uhm, no… please don’t!!!

Adams: NO!!!

Kat lifts the top part of the steps above her head with the sharp part of the steps pointed towards Crystal’s face. She drops the step, but Crystal manages to roll away in time so that the step won’t hit her.

Simone: Good Grief, you may like Crystal or not. But that was too much!! cc

Crystal quickly gets to her feet and blocks a punch from Kat before kicking her in the midsection. Thn she grabs the hair of Kat and executes.

Adams: Flame On!!!

Crystal drops Kat with her Hairwhip DDT on the steel ring step that Kat had brought into the match a moment prior before going for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THREEE!

Justin: The winner of the match by pinfall!! Crystal Zdunich!!!!

Crystals music hits, but it is suddenly cut off as Crystal continues her onslaught on Kat. She grabs her by the head and sets her up for an Irish Whip into the steel barrier. But Kat manages to reverse it somehow and clotheslines Crystal down. Kat is leaning against the barricade with a cold sadistic smile on her face as she can still do damage on Crystal. When suddenly

Adams: That’s Mercedes Vargas!!!!

Mercedes Vargas charges in on Kat from behind, grabbing her by the head and executes a DDT on the floor. There she and Crystal start to lay the boots on the former Bombshell champion.

Simone: What the?? What is Mercedes Vargas doing with Crystal Zdunich!!!

Adams: I don’t know, but Kat needs help!!

The two continue their attack when suddenly we see Melissa jump over the guardrail holding a steel chair in her hand. This forces the two veterans to back off by the Bombshell Roulette champion as she checks in on Kat.

Simone: I just can’t believe what just happened!!!!

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We cut backstage where Bill and Bea Barnhart are standing outside their dressing room with Scott Oliver there to interview them.

Scott: I’m here with Bill and Bea Barnhart and Bill is moments away from his match against Alexander Raven to attempt to regain the Roulette Championship.

Bill: Excuse me Scott. I am not in this match to ATTEMPT to regain the Roulette Championship. I am in this match to beat the hell out of Alexander Raven and earn the Roulette Championship for a second time.

Scott: Strong words coming from you when you failed to regain the Roulette Championship at Summer XXXTreme X.

Bill: There’s a huge difference between an Ultimate X Over The Pool match and a one-on-one match in a wrestling ring as me and Alexander will have.

Scott: Whatever. So, Bea, what are your comments coming off a loss to Samantha Marlowe where you lost by submission to her?

Bea: I’ve been setting the record straight for weeks that I did not hand the spray bottle of perfume to Senor Vinnie and I was not the one who sprayed him in the face. I had to endure the lies and false accusations from so many wrestlers in Sin City Wrestling. Do you remember what Samantha Marlowe said after our match? Even though she defeated by, and by submission, she publicly stated that she’s done accusing me of the spray bottle incident as she apparently finally realized I didn’t do anything I was being accused of. She also made comments indicating that she needs to focus on her wrestling as her record in the ring hasn’t been very good lately. See what getting distracted gets you Scott?

Scott: Okay I get it! How do you see this match of Bill’s against Alexander Raven for the Roulette Championship?

Bea: No matter where the Roulette Wheel lands Bill has the advantage. I feel you should spend more time talking to Bill instead of me as I’m only serving as his Manager for this match.

Scott: I would but I’m out of air time. Thanks to you two to take the time to talk with me for this interview. Best of luck to you in your match Bill.

Bill: Luck? There’s no friggin’ luck involved in my match! It is 100 percent skill and talent on my side of the ring and nothing but doubt and cowardice on Alexander’s side of the ring. Come on Bea let’s get to the staging area as I’m ready to get this match underway!

Bill and Bea turn and walk down the hallway toward the staging area and when they turns the corner the camera feed is cut.

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The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see the Roulette Champion Alexander Raven and his challenger tonight “Bulldog” Bill Barnhart waiting for their match type to be determined.

Simone: It’s time for the main event and the first title match of the cycle as Alexander Raven defends against Bill Barnhart!

Adams: Bill was one of Alexander’s four challengers in the Ultimate X Match at Summer

XTreme where he was eliminated last after eliminating Miles Kasey and Finn Whelen so this will be interesting.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ready gentlemen?

Bill and Alexander nod and Rocky spins the wheel, after a few minutes it seems to stop on “swimsuit competition” and Ms. Rocky Mountains nearly throws up in her mouth clearly remembering Bill’s Ultimate X Qualifying Match!

Simone: OH GOD NOT AGAIN!

Adams: PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF EVERY GOD THAT HAS EVER EXISTED, ANYTHING BUT BILL BARNHART IN ANOTHER SPEEDO!

Thankfully we are spared seeing that horrific imagery again when the wheel JUST nudges over to the next stip.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: OH, THANK GOD! Bill, Alex, you will be competing in…….

Rocky looks up at the wheel and does a double take.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: A Panic! At The Disco Brawl?!

Bill and Alex exchange confused looks as Ms. Rocky Mountains gets a message from the bosses.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: You’re serious? Fine! Okay, this is basically a falls count anywhere match with a twist! After each pinfall you have to break into a dance number! No, I’m not making this up!

Simone: Well, it’s preferable to the alternative at least!

Adams: Bill’s last Roulette Rules Match will haunt our nightmares for years to come!

As Rocky explains this Jasmine leaves the ring and rushes to the back already anticipating what’s about to go down!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Good luck……..

BILL BARNHART LOW BLOWS ALEXANDER AND ROLLS HIM UP JUST AS JASMINE ARIVES AT THE SCENE! Jasmine calls for the bell and drops down for the pin!

DING DING DING

ONE!

TWO!

And Raven kicks out, Raven rolls away and the two men have a tense stand-off until……..

EVERYBODY DANCE NOW!

The classic 90s dance track “Gonna Make You Sweat” by C+C Music Factory is heard over the PA and after a moment’s hesitation, Alexander and Bill start dancing.

Simone: And probably the most unique main event we’ll ever see in SCW has begun!

Adams: I hope the bosses have the checkbooks ready to pay those royalties! Also, Bill’s gotta be the whitest dancer I’ve ever seen!

Jasmine watches on with a bemused look on her face as Bill and Alex do their best (worst?) dance moves to the classic dance track, the song cuts out after a minute and Alex dances right into a forearm shiver to Bill’s face prompting the two men to exchange blows whilst Ms. Rocky Mountains gets out of the way, Jasmine keeps a close eye on the action waiting for either Bill or Alex to get the upper hand.

Simone: I’m surprised, they’ve been around the Roulette Wheel for that long and neither Bill nor Alex have tried to launch the other face first into it!

Alex catches Bill with a boot to the midsection before throwing him face first into the Roulette Wheel which he then spins causing Bill to get hit several times as the wheel spins around.

Adams: You were saying?

The wheel eventually stops (on Swimsuit Competition no less) leaving the dazed and confused Bill open to be rammed face first into the accursed stipulation by Alex who then rolls Bill up!

ONE!

TWO!

And Bill gets the shoulder up,

Simone: Another pin fall, which means another dance off.

Adams: Wonder what Bill and Alex will get this time?

Alex picks up Bill and drags him away from the Roulette Wheel following the failed pin attempt when………

"WHAT IS LOVE"

Simone: Annnnnnnnd that song’s going to be stuck in my head for the rest of the night!

Adams: Baby don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me, no more!

Alex paused upon remembering the match stipulation but decides to make the most out of it by banging Bill’s head against the wall whilst bopping his own head to the beat off the song, however Bill soon turns the tables on Alex when he catches the champ with an elbow to the midsection before hitting him with a powerbomb into the wall! Alex slumps down and falls to the side and Bill grins clearly thinking that he has the match won right as “What Is Love” finishes playing.

Simone: Bill’s in firm control here! If he keeps this up he could be a two time Roulette Champion by the end of the night!

Adams: Alex is a tough competitor so who knows?

Bill pulls Alex away from the wall as he goes for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

And Alex barely kicks out in time! Bill gets up and gets in Jasmine’s face about an apparent slow count but this referee argument doesn’t last nearly as long as the others do, why?

“HI BARBIE” “HI KEN” “YOU WANT TO GO FOR A RIDE?” “SURE KEN!” “HOP IN!”

Simone: Oh god, did Mark dig out a “Now That’s What I Call Music” CD from the 90s for this match?!

Adams: I don’t know but Barbie Girl is stuck in my head now!

Bill runs a hand down his face before he starts dancing along to “Barbie Girl” by Aqua in his usual white man dancing style! Once Alex recovers he tries to cheap shot Bill but is reminded off the rules and has to join in the dance off, at least until the bubble-gum pop song ends at which point Alex hits Bill with a rising knee strike to the face stunning the veteran wrestler!

Simone: Well, we know one thing for sure, neither Bill nor Alex will find themselves invited to Dancing with the Stars after this match!

Adams: Unless they allow the stars to fight each other after every dance off! Which would make it much more entertaining admittedly!

Alex grabs Bill and brings him over to another part of the backstage area where we see Ariana Angelos, Krystal Wolfe and HB Carter chatting in the background, that is until Alex orders the trio of Go Gym Graduates to get out of the way as he throws Bill into the wall behind them, they do so dutifully once they realize that there is a match going on and Alex hits Bill with a running kick to the face for good measure before picking him up for a Brainbuster.

Simone: Alex is fighting hard to retain the title against Bill and here comes another pin!

Adams: And our next dance off!

ONE!

TWO!

And Bill kicks out! Alex backs off to let Bill get up knowing that the dance off will be coming shortly and the song choice doesn’t disappoint.

“WHO LET THE DOGS OUT?” “WHO? WHO? WHO? WHO? WHO?”

Simone: Seriously did the bosses smuggle in the cd for a 90s disco party?!

Adams: I’m just wondering how long it’ll be before we get S Club 7!

Bill and Alex dance along to the cheesy 90s pop song (too the confusion of Team Go though Ari eventually just shrugs and starts dancing herself) but the action does eventually resume once the song finishes and the brawl resumes leaving the three Go Gym Graduates confused as Jasmine gives chase, eventually they end up near catering and anyone who was in catering quickly clears out as the bawl nears them but not before Bill hits Alex with an uppercut knocking him over one of the catering tables.

Simone: This whole arena is going to turn into a 90s disco at this rate!

Adams: I doubt this was how the bosses envisioned our first night in India ending somehow!

Bill climbs on top of the table and launches off it to hit a big splash on Alex for good measure before he goes for a pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Alex gets the shoulder up! Bill picks up Alex and drags him over to the counter hooking him up for a Suplex when……..

“MMMBOP! A MMMBOP! De la a chu MMMBOP!”

Simone: Somebody please get the bosses to use something other than the 90s party playlist on Spotify!

Adams: Seriously I’m half expecting Vanilla Ice to come on next!

Bill has to abandon his plans to dance to the nighties pop song (in his usual manner) and Alex has to join in but once “MMMBop” finishes playing Bill tries for the Suplex again but the dance off gave Alex more than enough time to recover and he reverses the Suplex into a Tornado DDT using the counter to give himself momentum for the move! Alex doesn’t go for the pin however instead leaving the catering area to try to catch a respite.

Simone: Alex could’ve gone for a pin there but instead trying to regroup.

Adams: Bill won’t be far behind him though!

Alex rounds a corner where Jessie Salco happens to be hanging out, the veteran Bombshell glances up from her phone briefly but when she spots Jasmine she realizes that the main event is still going on and pays it no mind opting to return her attention back to the phone, Bill soon catches up with Alex delivering a clubbing blow to the back of the reigning champion before grabbing at his arm for the Barnhart Shoulder Breaker! However Alex fights out of it with a series of elbows to the face and then knocks him down with a Superkick before going for a pin on Bill!

ONE!

TWO!

AND BILL BARELY KICKS OUT IN TIME! Alex pulls Bill back to his feet and backs off in anticipation of the dance off but Bill knocks him down with a clothesline.

RIGHT BEFORE THE INTRO TO “BLACK LABEL” BY LAMB OF GOD STARTS TO PLAY!

Simone: Well, so much for that 90s Party Anthems playlist!

Adams: This will go down as one of the wildest main events in Climax Control history! And that’s saying something!

Bill shrugs before he starts doing air guitar with his foot on Alex’s chest and Jessie for her part starts headbanging along to the metal song apparently oblivious to the whole stipulation! Once the song ends Jessie returns to what she was doing and before Bill’s foot on his chest can be counted as a pin Alex trips up his challenger causing Bill to land on his face and Alex gets to his feet before dragging Bill off with Jasmine in hot pursuit.

Simone: I wonder where they’ll end up this time?

Alex throws Bill through a pair of double doors that incidentally leads them to the crowd where the Indian fans are going crazy for the action as it spews out in front of them!

Adams: That answers that question!

Bill regains his footing and starts brawling with Alex as the two men make their way down the staircase and eventually into the ringside area when clothesline by Alex takes both men over the barricade and into the ringside area! Bill is the first one to his feet and throws the champion into the ring where he signals for the end.

Simone: Bill’s looking to end this match with the Piledriver!

Adams: If he hits this it’s lights out for Alex and a new reign will begin!

Bill picks up Alex for the Piledriver but Alex backdrops out of it before hitting Bill with the Raven’s Spine!

Simone: RAVEN’S SPINE! BILL IS OUT!

Adams: NO WAY BILL’S KICKING OUT OF THAT! STICK A FORK IN HIM, HE’S DONE!

Alex goes for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner and STILL SCW ROULETTE CHAMPION Alexander Raven!

Simone: Alexander Raven retains the title in his second defence, Bill was a tough opponent but it wasn’t enough!

Adams: What a match!

Alex celebrates with his title whilst Jasmine checks on Bill.

Simone: And what a night, what a way to end this night....

Adams: What is love? Baby don't hurt me! Don't hurt me, no more!

Simone: Jason!

Adams: Blame Dave the sound guy for playing those songs, Barbie girl, living in a Barbie world!

Simone: And on that unprofessional note, we need to end the show, join us next week for more hard hitting action as the India summer tour continues! For Jason Adams, I'm Belinda Simone saying....

Adams: Who let the dogs out!

Simone: Goodnight everybody!

And with that, the camera fades to credits

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