Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW!
The first shot of the show that we see is a panning shot of the thousands of fans crowded within the Bank of Colorado Arena . Men and women, boys and girls, fans of all ages make up the SCW Universe and they are all showing their support for their favorite Superstars and Bombshells! And finally, the camera focuses on a close up shot of Justin Decent, standing inside of SCW's six-sided ring.
Justin: Hello everyone and welcome to Sin City Wrestling "Climax Control" debut right here in Greeley, Colorado!
The crowd cheers!
Justin: Now please help me welcome the Hostess With the Mostess for "Climax Control" -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!
Amanda prances out onto the center stage, dressed like Peggy Bundy; a red, beehive wig, floral print blouse and neon blue stretch pants with uber high heels. She holds a box of Godiva bon-bons in one hand, and the microphone in the other. As the music begins to play, the performance to kick things off begins.
Amanda: I was watching my TV one night when they broke in with a special report
And I said, "God, please answer me one question?"
Why does this always happen?
Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba
I was driving down the highway when all the traffic slowed to a crawl
And I thought - Poor Rob, I just had lunch with him
Why does this always happen?
Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba
Oh, the other day, my boss said we we're running low on toner
Oh, and wouldn't you know it, my knife got stuck
Why does this always happen?
About some devastating earthquake in Peru
There we're thirty thousand crushed to death, even more we're buried alive
On the Richter scale it measured 8.2
"Why'd they have to interrupt 'The Simpsons' just for this?"
What a drag, 'cause I was taping it and everything
And now I'll have to wait for the rerun to see the part of the show I missed
Why does this always happen to me?
Why does this always happen?
(Why) Why does this always happen to me?
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There was a twelve-car pile-up, everybody dead
And I saw brains and guts and vital organs splattered everywhere
As well as my friend Robert's disembodied head
Hey, wait a minute, he still owes me money - what a jerk
Well, there's five bucks that I'm never gonna see again
Plus now, on top of everything else, it looks like I'm gonna be late to work
Why does this always happen to me?
Why does this always happen?
(Why) Why does this always happen to me?
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And he told me I should buy another case
Well, I told him I was busy, but he still just kept on asking
So, I turned around and stabbed him in the face (right in the face)
I guess that's probably bound to happen now and then
But I'm afraid I may have bent the tip a little
And I know that blade will never ever be quite as sharp again (quite as sharp again)
Oh, tell me
Why does this always happen to me?
Why does this always happen?
Why does this always happen to me?
The song cuts out and Amanda takes a sweeping bow, before opening her box of bob-bons and popping one into her mouth as the spotlight winks out. The fans cheer and applaud!
The camera transitions to the ringside area where we join Belinda Simone and Jason Adams at the broadcast table.
Simone: Hello one and all and welcome once again to Sin City Wrestling Climax Control! I am Belinda Simone!
Adams: And I'm … I'm… Let's see…
Simone: Jason Adams!
Adams: No, I'M Jason Adams! YOU'RE Bel!
Simone: Oh for the love of…! The Road To My Bloody Valentine V continues this week, right here in Greeley, Colorado as the newcomer but always controversial Superstar, Aiden Reynolds, makes his SCW debut against the hardcore veteran Justin Smith!
Adams: Crystal Zdunich is still on a mission to prove herself to the SCW Universe, working her way from the bottom up! And this week she's up against Kandi Kane!
Simone: Harper Mason is being looked at by the Powers That Be as a logical contender to Bobbie Dahl's Roulette Championship but she faces a roadblock this week as she goes up against none other than Bella Madison!
Adams: The grizzled vet "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart prepares to get his chain yanked by "Unbreakable" Eddie Lyons!
Simone: Ms. Golden Briefcase Georgie Robertson goes up against the Best Of the Best in Mercedes Vargas in singles competition!
Adams: You know how the bosses love to screw with people and they outdid themselves when they put the four Bombshells fighting for the Internet title at My Bloody Valentine V in a tag team match! The Champ Courtney Pierce teams with Luna Pasilno to face the GO Gym's Tempest and Krystal Wolfe!
Simone: And in the Main Event! The first of the Semi-Final matches to crown a brand new World Heavyweight Champion! It's the Clash of the Champions as the long-time and dominant Roulette Champion Pete Vaughn goes one on one against one-half of the Mixed Tag Team Champions - Finn Whelan! All this and more on SCW Climax Control!
The camera's head towards where J2H is entering the building, a bag over his shoulder and coffee in his hand. As he steps from the parking lot to the hallways, he is instantly approached by Ms. Rocky Mountains.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ja...
He raises his free hand, putting it close to her face.
J2H: Shut up and fuck off!
Rocky looks taken back as he tries to walk on.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: But...
He stops, turning back to her.
J2H: I know what you're gonna fucking say, you're going to ask about the video guy. Well you're not the person I need to be talking to, I don't talk to people asking me about something when it comes to bullshit mind games, I talk to whoever is fucking stupid enough to play them, so fuck off and let me talk to whoever is behind them.
He looked for the nearest camera and waves Rocky off. He points to the camera and beckons it to focus on him.
J2H: You want a fucking exclusive? You want to hear from me about some fuck face who is really cool at photoshop or putting together videos?
J2H runs his hand round the back of his neck.
J2H: Cool video bro, very fucking cool.
He rolls his eyes.
J2H: Last week, Christian Underwood and Mark Ward told me to take the week off, let the focus be on eight men who could be champion, don't cloud it by stealing the show as always. I get that, let those elite eight or whatever shitty cliche name the card guy called them have the attention but you video guy, you got their attention back on by making a video that looks like a child could have done it. Thanks for putting the attention back on me. With your cheap ass video, you made it all about me, so I should thank you.
He shakes his head.
J2H: But here's the way I see it, I'm not a little bitch who hides behind videos. I wanna face someone, I'll fucking do it. I don't have to speak vague messages or riddles because that's a pussy move. I don't have to justify myself to anyone, at least not a bitch who hides behind cryptic messages. I'm J2H you motherfucker, I am everything they put on the label and much more. I don't know who you are and I couldn't give less of a fuck if I tried, but I'm here tonight and if you're one of these fuck wits in the back playing silly little games because I kicked your ass before and you're still crying over it, I'm right fucking here.
He points to the ground.
J2H: Say it to my face.
He points to his face before walking in to the arena.
Drew Patton is in the ring checking on the ropes as Justin brings the microphone to his lips.
Justin:The following contest is scheduled for one fall…Introducing first…
The opening riff of Parkway Drive's "Vice grip" hits. The high speed gives way to Aiden Reynolds stepping out onto the stage, a fist in the air and a black leather jacket with "The Aussie Wolf" spray painted on the back. He moves his way down to the ring and as the refrain of the song hits he throws his arms out to the side as he and the crowd both chant. "YEAAAH YEAH YEAH" He leaps onto the apron and takes a few steps backwards before sling shoting himself into the ring and spinning around, he then stops and drops to one knee slamming his fist into the mat
Justin: From Queensland Australia, he is the Australin Wolf…Aiden Reynolds!
The opening riffs of Madness by Liliac hits the speakers as Justin "Tarrytown Tormenter" Smith comes out to the stage, looking smug. He stands there as the crowd gives him boos. The New York Smasher 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: And his opponent… From Tarrytown, New York! Weighing two hundred and fifty pounds! -- The Tarrytown Tormenter!!!!
Adams:What an opponent for Aiden Reynolds to make his debut against.
Simone: But can Justin be ready for this opponent too if it is Aiden's debut?
Drew motions for both men to come to the middle of the ring and begins to speak with both.
Simone: Drew laying down the law for this match and it looks like both men are ready to get this match started.
Adams: If that is the case, let's go because there is the bell.
DING DING DING!
Aiden nods at Justin who just smirks. At the sound of the bell, Aiden prepares to lock up with Justin but Smith reaches out and sends Aiden stumbling away with a hard right hand to the side of his head. Staggering towards the ropes, Reynolds' hand moves to his head as he shakes the hit off. Turning to Smith, Reynolds lunges into the middle of the ring where he locks up with Justin Smith before twisting him into a headlock. Grinding down on the ear of Smith, Aiden tries to prevent the man from pushing him off into the ropes. Justin manages to force the release of his head as he pushes Reynolds into the ropes. Aiden rebounds off and takes down Smith with a shoulder block. Looking down at Justin, Reynolds rushes to the opposite ropes. Smith throws himself stomach first in front of Aiden who leaps over the body. Smith gets to his feet and catches the rebounding Aiden with a boot to the midsection and then catches the doubled over Reynolds in a reverse headlock before pulling him upward into a suplex that he holds for a few moments then falls backwards to the mat. Aiden arches in pain as his hand moves to his lower back.
Adams: Welcome to SCW Aiden.
Justin gets to his feet as does Aiden. Reynolds moves gingerly as he rubs at his lower back. Smith motions for him to bring it as Aiden begins to circle. Justin watches and then backs towards the ropes which has Aiden slowing then stopping to watch as Smith moves to take Aiden down with a quickly executed lariat that rocks Reynolds to the mat. Justin rolls to his feet then quickly rushes to pin Aiden. Drew drops to the mat but only gets a one count as Aiden kicks out. Justin sits back on his heels to demand Drew count faster as Aiden rolls towards the ropes. Justin gets to his feet and stalks towards Aiden who is on one knee as he holds the ropes to pull himself to a vertical base. Seeing Justin moving towards him, Aiden explodes off the ropes with a clothesline that rocks Smith out of his boots. Clutching at his chest, Justin rolls to the side of the ring. Aiden fights to his feet and moves towards Justin who is slower to his feet. As he moves closer, Justin grabs Reynolds and twists him into the corner where Aiden lays against the turnbuckles.
Simone: Justin Smith is really working over the debuting Reynolds.
Drew Patton checks on Smith then Reynolds as Justin waves off the referee and lands a hard right to the jaw of Aiden. Backing away slowly, Justin looks over to see Aiden rubbing at his jaw and shaking his head at Smith. Smith rushes across the ring and attempts to catch Reynolds with a clothesline that he ducks under and then kicks at Justin which send Smith into the corner. Catching himself on the ropes, Justin turns to stand only to have Aiden begin to use reverse elbows that rocks Smith into the corner. Reynolds then pulls Smith into a suplex that has Justin arching in pain. Smith is quickly to his stomach then pushes himself backwards out of the ring to the floor where he leans against the ring apron. Reynolds stomps towards Smith on the outside. Reaching over the top rope, Aiden pulls Justin to the apron. Turning, Smith clasps his hands around the head of Reynolds and hangs him on the top rope by dropping to the floor. Aiden stumbles back grasping at his throat. Justin rolls into the ring and climbs the turnbuckle to launch himself at Reynolds who had turned to the corner. Smith takes him off his feet with a frankensteiner. Smith rolls to his hands and knees and pushes the body of Reynolds onto his back and then attempts a pin.
Adams: First pin of the match and Smith isn't able to keep Reynolds down.
Simone: Aiden Reynolds is not going to let Justin Smith get the win that easily.
Aiden kicks out and then rolls to the ropes. Justin kips to his feet and moves towards Aiden who has made it to the ropes and the outside. Drew attempts to stop him but Justin moves enough as he is about to reach for the head of Aiden through the ropes. As he does, Aiden hits him with a hard forearm shot that rocks him backwards into the ring. Reynolds then slides into the ring and rolls Justin into a surprise pin that has Smith kick out rather quickly. Reynolds slams his hands on the canvas then reaches for the head of Smith and pulls him up into a vertical position then backing away, he levels Justin to the mat with a dropkick to the face. Smith is on the mat holding his face on his stomach as his foot kicks on the canvas. Reynolds rolls over and pulls a leg as he rolls Justin over for a pin. Smith kicks out and pushes his shoulder off the mat in desperation. Reynolds angrily mounts Smith and begins to slam hard rights and lefts into the head and chest of Justin who covers as best as he can. Drew warns Aiden to stop but he is ignored until he begins to count Aiden for a five count. At four, Aiden pushes Justin to the mat and gets to his feet at the urging of Drew. Justin is slowly crawling to the ropes and is pulling himself to his feet. Aiden moves towards him but Justin is quick enough to catch Aiden with a fall away slam after ducking a clothesline from Reynolds. Aiden arches and rolls away from Smith who is also slow to his feet.
Simone: Both men are tiring Jason. I don't know if they can keep up the pace like this.
The two men rise to their feet at opposite ropes. Glaring across the ring at each other, they charge together and both men are taken off their feet with mutual clotheslines that have both men laying on the mat to recover. Justin is finally able to kip to his feet with his hands in his pockets as Aiden gets to his hands and knees. Smith moves towards him but Aiden lunges upward with a vicious clothesline. Smith is sent to the mat. Reynolds grabs the prone Justin and drags him towards the corner where he climbs the turnbuckle. Balancing on the top turnbuckle, Aiden flashes a smirk at the fans then launches himself off the top with diving somersault plancha which has Justin clutching at his midsection as Aiden rolls away in pain as well. Aiden is quicker to recover and then moves to pick up Smith before he hits his Gold Coast Cutter on Smith who is laid out on the mat. Aiden rolls him up in a pin which has Smith with his shoulders held to the mat. He begins to fight to wiggle out of the hold as Drew drops to the mat for the count.
Simone: What a finisher from Aiden Reynolds.
ONE!
Adams: Smith can't seem to fight out of it.
TWO!
Adams: Wait…It looks like Smith is fighting to kick out.
Simone: It is a little too late because there is the three.
THREE!
Adams: What a debut from Aiden Reynolds with a win.
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of the match, Aiden Reynolds !!
Aiden gets to his feet and Drew raises his arm in victory. Justin Smith slowly rolls to the ropes and slides out of the ring leaving Reynolds in the ring to climb the turnbuckles to hold his arms up in victory as his theme plays across the venue.
LIVE! On February 18, 2-024! From the Michelob Ultra Arena in Las, Vegas, Nevada!
It's....!
The crowd was just starting to settle down from the previous match. When a close up short of an hourglass could be seen. The sand slowly fell from the top to the bottom as it was intended to do. A loud voice could be heard speaking.
As I expected...
Your ego couldn't take the unknown.
Your ego couldn't silence you.
Your ego couldn't make you take a step back.
Your ego couldn't allow you to really think about what's about to happen.
And that ego is going to lead to your downfall.
That voice being heard was very similar to the voice that had been heard only one week ago. There was some very uneasy chattering from the audience. Clearly just as confused as they were the week before.
Of course I'm not surprised though.
This is how you've been since the beginning of time.
Nothing worries you, nothing scares you.
Nothing makes you question yourself or your ability.
And more so nothing ever makes you feel like you are ever in the wrong.
You're the great J2H. The single best thing to ever happen to Sin City Wrestling.
More of that sand was starting to fall into the bottom of the hourglass with the mention of the former World Champion's name.
It makes me sick that you think like that.
However it makes me more sick that you've got no sympathy
Or any regret in the amount of people and their legacies that you've stepped on.
And buried for your own self gratification.
Something that you actually take pride in like the sick egotistical prick you are.
This is when the shot started to zoom out from the hourglass. A little bit at a time, not too fast. Not too slow. Allowing more and more of it to be seen..
It's fine.
I too am not bothered or rattled.
Not when this has been years in the making.
Years of planning. Years of dedication.
All being put forward in motion for you to ultimately meet your demise.
I said your time was running out.
And next week, you will meet your maker.
The shot finally panned out the rest of the way. The entire hourglass being shown. More than seventy five percent of the sand had fallen to the bottom.
However it was the mask sitting on top of the hourglass that caught most of the attention.
Tick tock. Tick tock.
Following those final words being heard. A wide shot of the fans sitting there in their seats happened to be shown. Their faces plastered with looks of concern and confusion. This led to the shot fading out.
Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall….
The arena fades to black and as it does we are treated to the loud sounds of Let It Go by Demi Lovato blasting all across the speakers. We are treated to fog filling the arena that looks like mist and snow flurries begin to fall from the ceiling. As the music picks up we can see two figures emerging through the curtain. Those figures are the Zdunichs. Seleana claps for her wife as Crystal emerges out in blue top with white ruffles on the front and extended down to her knee on the left side. She wears a short, black lace skirt with a white belt. She wears blue glovelets fastened by black straps. She has black ribbons on her upper arms and knee-high brown UGG Style boots with no heel. Crystal smirks as she has a white rose in her hand and she smells it bringing a smile to her face.
Justin: Making her way to the ring being accompanied by Seleana Zdunich born in Detroit Michigan representing Los Angeles, California she is "The Winter Rose" Crystal Zdunich!!!
Crystal walks down the aisle all smiles. She claps the hands of the outstretched fans as she stops and hands her white rose to a special little girl in the audience. She finally makes it to the ring where she does a split to enter the ring. She rises back up and blows kisses to all of the fans that are cheering her on. She bounces about as Seleana claps her hands for her wife. Crystal waves her hands running her hands through her long blue hair as she waits for the match to start.
Justin: and her opponent…
"Candy" by Far East Movement begins playing over the speakers as brightly colored lights of all shades flash across the stage. Kandy Kaine comes out onto the stage, and she lets out a squeal as she jumps up and down as the fans cheer for her. She dances from one side of the stage to the other before working up as she stands center stage.
Justin: On her way to the ring, from the Kandy Kingdom, standing at 5'4" and weighing in at 122lb, she is... Kandy Kaine!!!
Kandy squeals again, hearing her name. She charges down the ramp, slapping hands on one side before moving over to the next side. She then dashes under the bottom rope, jumping up and down for the fans.
The ref moves in and check both for weapons before indicating for the bell to be rung…
DING DING DING!
Kaine and Zdunich move in and shakes hands before moving back, as they circle the ring before Zdunich rushes in to attempt to catch Kaine off guard before Kaine dodges and grabs Zdunich around the waist and drags her down to the mat and into a pin…
ONE!
Kickout!
Simone: Nice show of respect between the two, as they circle the ring before Zdunich rushes in, but Kaine is aware and ready and dodges Zdunich and drags for a pin. But only gets a one count..
Zdunich kicks out before rolling away and gets to her feet, as Kaine stays down and as Zdunich approaches, Kaine grabs her legs and takes Zdunich down to the mat again and then a jackknife cover…
ONE!
Kickout!
Adams: Zdunich kicks out with ease and gets to her feet but is dragged back down with Kaine attempting another pin… but again gets a one count.
Zdunich kicks out again, as they both climb back to their feet and move towards each other as Zdunich goes to kick Kaine, but Kaine blocks and catches her leg before giving her leg a shove away, as Zdunich swings at Kaine, but Kaine blocks it and fires in a punch, which stuns Zdunich and Kaine continues punches and forearms and backs Zdunich up into the ropes, where she grabs her hand and Irish whips her across the ring. Zdunich bounces off the ropes as Kaine drops to a knee but as Zdunich approaches she kicks her in the chest and catching her a little in the face.
Simone: Zdunich kicks out again, as they make their way to their feet, as Zdunich tries to catch Kaine off guard, but it doesn't work and Zdunich tries again but again blocked and Kaine fires in a punch, which rocks Zdunich and Kaine fires in some more before Irish whipping her across the ring.
Adams: Kaine drops to a knee for some reason and Zdunich pounces with a kick to the chest.
Kaine pops up and stumbles back holding her face, as she brief drops to a knee, as Zdunich turns and bounces off the ropes, Kaine quickly gets to her feet and leaps and hits a Lou Thesz press. She then fires in a load of punches before Zdunich slides herself away from Kaine before giving her a push, and she rolls away as does Zdunich. Kaine is back to her feet first, as Zdunich then makes it to her feet, but Kaine moves in and catches her with a kick to the torso and Zdunich stumbles back holding her torso before approaching Zdunich once again and fires in a forearm shot before grabbing Zdunich hand and goes to Irish Whip her, but Zdunich counters it and sends Kaine into the corner.
Adams: Zdunich catches Zdunich a little face, which rocks her, and Zdunich turns and bounces off the ropes for a move, but Kaine quickly gets back to her feet and hits a Lou Thesz press and then unloads some punches on Zdunich.
Simone: Zdunich wriggles free and pushes Kaine away, as they make their way to their feet as Kaine catches Zdunich with a kick and then a forearm shot. She then whips Zdunich across the ring, but it's countered by Zdunich.
Zunich rushes in, but Kaine catches her in the face with a high elbow and she stumbles back holding her face for a moment before turning back and quickly moves towards Kaine, Kaine lifts herself up and hooks her legs around Zdunich's head and then hits a headscissors takedown. Both get back to their feet, with Zdunich unsteady on her feet, as Kaine approaches but Zdunich drops to her knees and Kaine turns and bounces off the ropes and hits a dropkick to the side of Zdunich's head.
Simone: Zdunich rushes in but Kaine gets an elbow up and Zdunich briefly stumbles away before moving back in, but Kaine shows her impressive arm strength and leaps up and hits a headscissors take down.
Adams: She quickly follows up with a dropkick.
Zdunich rolls from the ring, as Kaine makes her way back to her feet as she looks to see where Zdunich and she begins to move in the ring ready herself to charge at Zdunich, but the ref keeps her back. Kaine puts her hands up but then dashes past the ref and looks for a baseball slide but Zdunich dodges and Kaine slides out of the ring, where Zdunich grabs her and goes for a wild swing but Kaine ducks and then hits a drop down neckbreaker onto the hard mat.
Adams: Zdunich rolls from the ring as Kaine looks to turn things up, but the ref makes sure she doesn't, but she bypass him and instead attempts a baseball slide, but Zdunich dodges it.
Simone: Kaine with a neckbreaker onto the hard mat.
Zdunich holds her neck, while Kaine lies there arching her back, as the ref climbs from the ring and check on both. Zdunich and Kaine slowly roll away from each other, as Kaine moves to her feet first, where she moves to Zdunich as the ref tells her to return to the ring with Zdunich. She nods as grabs Zdunich and pulls her up to her feet, but Zdunich shoves her away and Kaine stumbles backwards before moving back in, but Zdunich hits the Permafrost (Chick kick) and sends Kaine down to the mat.
Adams: The ref checks on both, as Zdunich holds her neck, while Kaine is more winded than anything ese.
Simone: Both take their time, but it's Zdunich is up first, and she grabs Kaine and Kaine shoves her back but she moves back in, but Zdunich hits the chick Kick and sends Kaine down.
Zdunich grabs Kaine by the hair and pulls her up and rolls her back into the ring, Zdunich takes a moment as she rubs her neck and rolls her head around. Kaine rolls away, as Zdunich slowly climbs onto the apron and through the ropes, where she moves to Kaine and pulls her up from the mat, where she Irish whips her into the ropes and Kaine hits the ropes as Zdunich takes a wild swing but Kaine ducks and bounces off the ropes and as she comes back at Zdunich she leaps forward with a shoulder block sending Zdunich down to the mat.
Simone: Zdunich attempts to get the upper hand but fails, as Zdunich is dropped to the mat with a shoulder block by Kaine.
Kaine bounces back to her feet, where she quickly mushroom stomps on Zdunich stomach. Zdunich rolls away holding her torso, as Kaine tuns and moves to Zdunich, where she grabs her and pulls her up, where she places her in the corner, as she turns and rush to one corner before charging forward and catches Zdunich with the Pop Rocks - Triple Cartwheel Handspring Elbow Smash. She pulls Zdunich from the corner as she turns and leaps onto the top rope before leaping off and as she comes down Zdunich gets her knees up and Kaine bounces off Zdunich knees.
Adams: Kaine looks to finish off Zdunich, but she has to more than the elbow smash. She tries for her finish but Zdunich gets her knees up and winds Kaine.
Kaine rolls away holding her torso, as Zdunich shakes her head, as she does a little stretch of her legs before making her way to feet, where she stumbles over to Kaine and leaps onto the ropes and hits a springboard legdrop across Kaine. Zdunich climbs to her feet again, as she grabs Kaine and pulls her up. Kaine tries to struggles free but Zdunich drives a knee into Kaine's stomach before setting up and hitting the Cold Snap (Hammerlock DDT)
Simone: Zdunich finishes Kaine with the DDT.
She then goes for a cover…
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Adams: And picks up the win.
DING DING DING!
Justin: Winner of this match via pinfall… Crystal Zdunich.
Zdunich's music hits over the p.a, as she rolls off Kaine and makes her way to her feet, as the ref raises her arm in victory.
As the camera focuses on the ring, set to move to the next match, the opening beats to "Happy" by Pharrell Williams starts to play. The line 'Clap along if you know that happiness is the truth' appears on the screen and the fans start to clap along to the music. After a few moments who should burst through the curtain but the new Bombshell Roulette Champion, Bobbie Dahl!
Simone: Looks like Bobbie found some new entrance music. And it seems pretty fitting.
Adams: Clap along, Belinda!
Jason Adams does his part and continues clapping as Bobbie holds her Roulette championship belt up high, continuing to get the crowd to join along. She, too, claps to her music before strutting her way to the ring with a big smile on her face the entire time and she high fives the fans along the way. Once to the ring, she walks up the steel steps and enters through the ropes. She is promptly handed a microphone as she prepares to address the SCW fans, who are still cheering for her. Even as her music dies down, she has to wait a few moments until the cheers start to quiet down before she speaks.
Simone: What an ovation for our Bombshell Roulette Champion.
Adams: And she's loving every minute of it!
Once the cheers and applause have died down, Bobbie grins widely and raises her Roulette title once again. The fans cheer again until Bobbie raises the microphone to speak and puts the Bombshell Roulette Championship over her shoulder.
Bobbie: This is just never going to get old. I've had a lot of time to process winning this baby I have over my shoulder, but sometimes it still doesn't seem real. Even after successfully defending it last week in just as tough a match as I won it in! And let me tell ya, my body is STILL feeling the after effects of that match!
Bobbie lowers the microphone, taking a few seconds pause and the fans cheer again.
Simone: She is getting her first taste of the difficulties of winning and defending a title.
Adams: The Roulette title no less! That wheel can be insane!
Simone: The wheel? Or Christian Underwood?
Adams: Both…
Bobbie smiles through whatever physical pain she may be feeling, still proud of being where she is in her career.
Bobbie: But I guess that is just part of the territory with being the Bombshell Roulette Champion, isn't it? I'm almost guaranteed to defend my title in some off the wall or physically daunting match stipulation, and against even more daunting challengers. I know there are still people out there who put me at a disadvantage every time, but I keep proving them wrong. And I LOVE proving people wrong!
More cheers follow as Bobbie grins widely and looks around the crowd.
Bobbie: And I'm going to keep proving them wrong. I'm going to continue going up against all of the odds and tougher challenges thrown at me, because that is what a champion does! I've got some big shoes to follow holding this title after Alexandra Calaway, but for the first time in a long time, I believe in myself to do it and I hope each and everyone of you do, too! I'm going to do everything in my power to make this championship reign the beginning to cementing my championship legacy in SCW…
Simone: She's certainly off to a great start. She's undefeated since her return this time around.
Bobbie takes in a deep breath, grinning again.
Bobbie: Make no mistake about it, I've got goals for myself here. I've got plans for defending my roulette title and after that? I've got plans for that Internet Championship and ultimately…
She pauses and the fans start getting louder as they know where this is going.
Bobbie: That World Bombshell Championship. BUT…I'm not getting ahead of myself, because I'm only just getting started with the Roulette championship so I have a long LONG way to go. But you can bet your behind that I'm ready. And to whoever my next challenger is…bring your best shot!
Bobbie then tosses the microphone down and raises the Bombshell Roulette Championship high as her music hits again and the fans cheer loud once more. They clap along to her music as she exits the ring and high fives the fans as she makes her way backstage again.
The camera cuts to J2H, rewatching the cryptic video from earlier. Pussy Willow moves towards him, but J2H catches her out of the corner of his eye.
J2H: Didn't I tell you to fuck off earlier?
Pussy raises an eyebrow.
Pussy: No, that might have been...
J2H: I don't give a shit, message is the same, fuck off.
Pussy: I just wanted to ask you about that video.
He turns his head towards her in an angry glare.
J2H: Well know shit generic reporter woman.
Pussy: I..
He raises a hand.
J2H: You want to know if I know who it is yet? You want to know if I know who's fucking with me?
Pussy tries to answer but J2H puts his hand up.
J2H: No one said you can talk. I don't know who he is, but there's part of that video that grabbed my attention through all that waffling on bullshit that could put Crystal whatever her name is, asleep after her last white powder binge. The part that next week, I will meet my maker, next week my time runs out.
He smirks.
J2H: Next week, I'm gonna look my so called maker dead in the eye and I'm gonna tell him to fuck off because my time is not done yet. What Mr Video guy needs to see if that I am not rattled, I have stood up to my makers before and...
He turns to the camera.
J2H: If you're the one who thinks they can bring me down, well you better bring a fucking army, cause no one man could. Next week video guy, next week...
He turns and walks away as the camera fades out.
The scene opens backstage where we see teenaged Bombshell Harper Mason in her wrestling gear ready for an interview with Ms. Rocky Mountains, her manager Johua Acquin is standing by.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Harper, you are set to take on Bella Madison, do you have any thoughts on the match?
Harper: I've got a lot of thoughts right now and the match with Bella is just one of them! I know we'll put on a great match together but I've been thinking about other stuff throughout the week.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Josh, do you have any insight into what's going through her mind?
Joshua: She's usually pretty open with me but on this particular topic? She's been quiet about it.
Harper: Sorry, I didn't want to worry Jess, what with her pregnancy and all.
Joshua: Why would this worry Jess?
Harper: Because of whom I'm issuing this challenge too.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Challenge? But you're already booked tonight.
Harper: I know and that match with Bella is going to be a banger for sure, but if I am going to challenge Bobbie in a few weeks, I feel I need an opponent closer to her size to really prepare me.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: But SCW doesn't do intergender Matches and the only Bombshell who fits that description is……….
Harper: Tempest.
The usually calm, cool, and collected Rocky nearly drops her mic in shock when Harper says that.
Joshua: Hold on, what?!
Harper: I want a match with Tempest! I don't care if it's next week, the Go Home show or even after My Bloody Valentine! I want to get this match out of the way so I can stop being tormented by Christian about it!
Harper stares straight into the camera.
Harper: Bella? Bring everything you've got tonight because I won't hold back! And Tempest? I'll be waiting!
Harper walks off and Josh rushes after her as the scene fades.
There is an immediate close up shot of referee Jacob Summers as he stands inside of the ring, ready to officiate the upcoming match.
Justin: The following contest is a Bombshell division match up! Introducing first...!
Jonathon Young's cover of "New Divide" by Linkin Park hits the speakers and Harper emerges from the back throwing some kicks in the air to the opening beat, once the initial lyrics hit Harper does a spinning roundhouse kick before dropping to one knee and throwing up the Devil Horns.
Justin: From Orlando, Florida and being accompanied by SCW Hall of Famer Jessie Salco, she is the "Slaytanic Avenger" HARPER MASON!
Once Harper hears her name called she jumps to her feet with a massive grin on her face, she sprints down to the ring clapping hands with the fans at ringside before she jumps into the ring and down a forward roll landing on her knees and grinning broadly, ready to throw down with her opponent.
Adams: I hear Harper is on the fast track toward a possible title shot at My Bloody Valentine V?
Simone: Indeed so. She has been very impressive since her debut and the higher ups are seeing her as the logical contender for Bobbie Dahl's Roulette Championship.
Justin: And her opponent....!
Arena goes dark as the ominous tones of New Years Day's "Shut up" begins to blare. The entrance lights up as does the video screen that shows, climbing up a set of stairs we see with each step taken a different footwear. Saddle shoes followed by heels followed by Chuck Taylors followed by a pair of wrestling shoes with kickpads.
The roar comes over the sound system as we see Bella standing on top of the entrance. She stands wearing her wrestling gear along with a ring jacket with the hood up and starts making her way to the ring.
Justin: From New York City -- Bella! MADISON!!
Towards the end of the chorus she hops up on the ring side and climbs to the second rope, drops the hood of the jacket with a smirk and a wink as the song fades out.
Simone: Speaking of people being on a tear, Bella has been on one of her best runs since her return to SCW following giving birth.
Adams: She's beaten some of the best, INCLUDING Krystal Wolfe! If she gets the win here tonight, will she take over Harper's title opportunity?
Simone: One can only wait and see.
Jacob then calls for the opening bell.
DING DING DING!
Bella and Harper circle the ring, both watching each other before moving in and locking up in the center of the ring, where they briefly tussle in one spot, before Bella slowly backs Harper into the corner, where things stall and Jacob moves in and breaks things up, which Bella breaks clean, hands up.
Simone: Good solid start to this match. I see this one being relatively clean and competitive.
Adams: At least until one of them gets pissed off.
The two Bombshells lock up a second time and again, Bella leverages Harper up against the ropes when Harper manages to reverse their positions, switching out so she has Bella pinned up against the ropes. Jacob is right there, calling for the break and almost reluctantly, Harper obliges. Bella cautiously steps forward from the ropes and Harper strikes, lashing out with a boot that doubles Bella over. Harper grabs her by the arm and attempts an Irish whip but Bella reverses it, slinging the rookie into the ropes where Bella leaps, catching Harper with a high dropkick that levels Harper to the canvas.
Adams: Bella is really starting off strong here!
Simone:Indeed. She's seen what Harper has pulled off against veteran competitors like Mercedes and Seleana and she's taking no chances I am certain.
Bella moves in and grabs one of Harper's legs and tries to drag her back into the center of the ring, but Harper pushes herself up and with her free, delivers an Enzugari blow to the back of Bella's head and neck.
Adams: Well THAT sure stopped Bella fast!
Bella staggers around on her feet, holding the back of her head and Harper wraps her arms around her waist from behind and whips her over with a snap German suplex!
Simone: I have to admit that I was not expecting this match to be so intense and strong-style! I felt for sure they'd spend more time feeling each other out.
Adams: Bel, please! Bella is a married woman!
Bella rolls over to her hands and knees and presses herself up but she is in prime position for Harper to come off the far side of the ring and collide into her with a sliding shin kick to the back of her head! Bella crumbles to the mat and Harper covers her, hooking the inside leg.
ONE!
TWO!
Bella kicks out!
Adams: Bella isn't going down from one kick. You'll have to give her more than that!
Simone: Considerably more than that.
Harper drags Bella to her feet and sends her into the corner but amazingly, Bella runs right up the turnbuckles and leaps back, wiping Harper out with a high cross body into a cover!
ONE!
TWO!
Harper kicks out!
Both women are on their feet and harper races into the ropes and comes off and Bella attempts a high knee kick but Harper blocks it, grabbing her leg and whipping her over with a Dragon Screw!
Simone: Oh! A move like that could dislocate a knee!
Adams: It could even cause a serious injury!
Harper rolls Bella onto her stomach, where she brings her knee down across the knee that she has been working on. Harper then grapevines Bella's legs and turns her into a Texas cloverleaf, working on her bum knee and her back all at once!
Simone: I have to say! Having Jessie Salco as a manager is really paying off well for Harper's in-ring arsenal!
Jacob is right there, asking Bella if she wants to tap out or submit but Bella shakes her head, refusing to do either! And as much pain as she is in, Bella begins to fight and slowly and inch by inch she claws at the mat and gets closer to ropes, as she fans get behind her. Eventually reaching the ropes Bella grabs hold of them and Jacob forces Harper to let go. Reluctantly letting go, Harper backs away. Using the ropes to slowly pull herself back to a standing position. Harper moves back in and grabs Bella by the arm, sending her into the far corner. Harper then charges in at full steam but Bella kicks both legs up to stop her - only Harper blocks it, grabbing her by both legs!~ Harper then attempts a double axe handle blow down into Bella's exposed midsection but Bella lets go with her legs, causing Harper to lurch over. Bella leaps up and over her with a surprise sunset flip!
ONE!
TWO!
Harper kicks out!
Simone: Bella almost caught Harper by surprise there!
Harper is right back up and she moves in but Bella surprises her with an uppercut palm strike that sends Harper into a tailspin on her feet! Bella then jumps into the ropes and springboards off, delivering a sharp kick right into the back of harper's head that sends the young woman sprawling onto the mat!
Adams: Bella is building that steam up! This is where she gets her most dangerous!
Bella is right on Harper, dragging her to her feet and laying in a number of forearms that drive Harper back against the ropes. Bella goes for an Irish whip but Harper holds on and reverses it, throwing Bella into the ropes. Bella comes off and Harper scoops her up for a back breaker but Bella scissors her head and throws her over! Harper is stunned by this sudden turnaround and Bella comes off the ropes again but this time with a Shining wizard knee strike! Harper is laid out flat on her back and Bella goes for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
Harper gets a shoulder up!
Adams: Nope! Harper is still in this one!
Simone: Having a commanding presence like Jessie Salco on the outside has to be a big help.
Now in control once again, Bella brings Harper to her feet but Harper surprises Bella with a forearm smash. Bella stumbles back and Harper moves in and grabs Bella around the waist for a Belly to Belly Suplex, but Bella head butts Harper, who stumbles back and Bella follows up with a northern lights Suplex and then pin!
Simone: Great counter by Bella! She is not letting Harper regain that momentum that she enjoyed earlier!
ONE!
TWO!
No! Harper gets her shoulder up!
Simone: And again Harper kicks out!
Bella climbs back to her feet and heads over to the ropes, where she slowly climbs the corner and perches herself on the top turnbuckle. Harper is eventually back to her feet and Bella leaps for a missile dropkick but Harper rolls out of the way at the last moment and Bella crashes and burns!
Adams: Oh, bad fall for Bella!
Simone: That indeed could prove to be a costly mistake!
Harper looks out to Jessie who pounds the apron, rallying her charge. Harper gets back up as Bella holds her back in pain and Harper makes a move for her opponent when Bella from out of nowhere uses her legs to sweep Harper's out from under her!
Adams: Bella is not finished yet!
Bella grabs Harper and brings her up, setting her up for her patented Whiplash when Harper delivers a hard kick to Bella's knee, the same one she had worked on earlier in the match! Bella immediately lets go of the maneuver and instead, Harper hits her with the Crowd Killer! Harper with the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner -- HARPER MASON!
The crowd cheers as Jessie enters the ring and raises Harper's arm in victory while Jacob checks on Bella.
Simone: And it indeed looks as if Harper Mason is heading to Las Vegas to challenge Bobbie Dahl for the Roulette Championship!
The camera rests upon a name plate on a door with the names Christian Underwood and Mark Ward written on it. A few seconds pass and the door opens. The fans in the arena cheer as Despayre walks through the door along with Ben Jordan. The door shuts and the camera focuses on the two.
Ben: Another year, another contract done and sorted, cheers Despy, you ain't half bad when it comes to this agent malarkey.
Despayre: Pft, Angel gives me the ideas, I just use them.
Ben: Speaking of which, where is the little fella.
Despayre: He's gone to put the cherry coke on ice so we can celebrate you signing your new contract.
Ben puts his hand on Despayre's shoulder.
Ben: Speaking of that contract, did you really need to ask for all those skittles every time I am here? I mean I love skittles as much as the next guy but still.
Despayre: They're a very important part of your diet. If you eat enough of them, they become fruit.
Ben nods slowly.Ben: And the teddy bear security team?
Despayre: Well, now you don't have that woman around you anymore, whatever happened to her, you're becoming popular, and I overheard someone say with your popularity with the ladies, you're going to need a lot of protection.
Ben stifles a laugh.
Ben: Very thoughtful. And the horse drawn carriage rides to and from every arena?
Despayre chuckles.
Despayre: Oh that, I just wanted to see if Christian would give you that for funsies.
Ben: Right...
Despayre: My clients travel in style!
Ben: How many clients do you have?
Despayre: Just the one.
Ben laughs at Despayre as Pussy Willow approaches.
Ben: Oh look, its the kissy monster.
Despayre looks at Pussy and back to Ben.
Despayre: Gotta go!
Without another word, Despayre darts off in to the backstage area as Pussy reaches Ben.
Pussy: Ben! It's great to see ya. How are ya?
Ben smiles politely at the reporter.
Ben: I'm great, how's you?
Pussy: I'm good. It's great to see you back, we haven't seen you here this year so far, what are you doing here tonight.
Ben: Well lovely, it's pretty common knowledge that my contract always ends at the end of year and I got caught up at home in England for a few reasons, so didn't get a chance to sort one out, so me and my agent, who you lovely lot know as Despy came here tonight to sign a few things and get it done.
Pussy: Does that mean...
Ben nods.
Ben: It does, it means that I am once again an SCW wrestler till the end of 2024 and I said back when I faced Bill last year that this is a chance to write my next chapter on my own, and actually it starts next week.
Pussy: You're wrestling next week?
Ben can't help but smile.
Ben: Indeed I am love. I will be back in that SCW ring for the first time teaming with the amazing ginge herself, Sam Marlowe to take on...
Ben puts his hand on his chin.
Ben: Ya know what? I'll let the card writing guy announce that cause he's not too shabby at doing that but I will be doing an anything goes live stream in the week so I hope you people can join me and I have no doubts I'll be having a rabbit about that match.
Before Ben can continue the office door opens and Christian walks through, his hair a mess and looking tired and dishevelled. He wave a finger at Ben
Christian: You need to sign a different length contract so I don't have to deal with that every year.
Christian waves his hand and walks away as Hot Stuff Mark Ward walks out the office and looks at Ben.
HS: He's right, we need to change that yearly contract... How about contracts for every three months?
Ben and Hot Stuff share a laugh with Pussy as the scene fades to black.
We cut backstage where a roving camera person is walking down the hallway. They see the dressing room door where Bill and Bea Barnhart are located and they see Bill and Bea exit the dressing room and step into the hallway. Bill is in his normal wrestling attire and Bea is in her normal light blue dress she wears when serving as Bill's Manager during his matches. The camera person approaches and asks if they are okay if they follow the two as they make their way to the staging area to be ready for Bill's match. They tell the camera person it is okay for them to follow them as they get to the stating area.
Bill: I wish to thank the roving camera person for offering to walk with us on our way to the staging area which is where we get ready to make our entrance for my match. While we are on our way there I would like to present some more enlightening comments for the benefit of Eddie Lyons.
Bea: This will be amusing..
Bill: I know what you want Eddie. You want to defeat me in our match and hurt me in the process. What you want and what you get are two opposite things. There is a song by The Rolling Stones where the lyrics go that YOU DON'T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT. . .BUT YOU WILL GET WHAT YOU NEED and I will clarify that for you. You WANT to defeat me and hurt me in the process but what you will get will be a beat down by me on you that will be the beat downs of all beat downs. That will not be what you want. . .but it will damn sure be what you need!
Bea: I told you this would be amusing.
As Bill and Bea continue down the hallway they come to an intersection of hallways and a backstage attendant directs the two which hallway to go down to get to the staging area. Bill and Bea turn and go down that hallway.
Bill: Eddie you may think I hate a lot of people in Sin City Wrestling due to the way they treat me. If you do think that then you are wrong. For me there are only two or three wrestlers who did me wrong, insulted me, or tried to hurt me physically to try to force me out of wrestling, and for those who did that there is a bit of hate coming from me in their direction but they started it.
Bea: As for me there are several of the Bombshell wrestlers who falsely accused me of doing stuff. A few of them came around and stopped accusing me once they found out the truth that I never did those things. However there are still a few who continue to hurl false accusations against me and those are the ones I detest.
Bill and Bea reach another intersection of hallways. The backstage attendant directs them to go down the hallway to their left which will bring them to the stating area. Bill and Bea go down that hallway and after a short time they arrive at the staging area.
Bill: Well, Eddie, I am at the staging area and I'm ready to enter our match and defeat you. I tried to reason with you leading up to our match but from what I have observed it appears you have no logical reasoning then so be it. I'm in this match to win and there's nothing you can do to counter that. Try all you want. Give it your best shot. Beg the Referee for lenience. Whatever you attempt I assure you it will fail. Just promise to me that when I defeat you in our match that you will be a real man and walk up to me and shake my hand to congratulate me on defeating you.
Bea: Do you honestly believe that Eddie Lyons will walk up to you and shake your hand and congratulate you on defeating him?
Bill: No. But I made a reasonable gesture and whether he accepts it or not is on his shoulders.
The backstage attendant informs Bill and Bea to get ready to make their entrance as it will take place shortly. Bill and Bea move to a spot where they will make their entrance. The two wave into the camera before the camera person cuts their camera feed.
Justin: The following contest is for one fall... Introducing first.
As Clouds by NF begins A fog fills the stage area, as Eddie Lyons appears in the middle, hoodie up, and arms folded. He stands there looking down at the ring for a few moments. Shooting a fist into the air, Eddie pulls his hoodie down, and makes his way down the ramp, tagging the hands of a few fans along the way before climbing the stairs into the ring.
Justin: From Balimore, Maryland, weighing in at two and thirty pounds, he is Unbreakable Eddie Lyons!
Eddie extends his arms to both sides then drops to a knee, and punches the mat, he then moves to his corner to await the start of the match.
Justin: And his opponent...
Raise Your Glass by Pink hits the speakers and we see Bill Barnhart walk out from the backstage area holding a pink glass chalice in his hand. He is followed by his wife and Manager, Bea Barnhart, who is leading their English Bulldog Iris by a pink leash attached to her pink diamond-studded collar.
Justin: And his opponent, being accomanied to the ring by Bea Barnhart, from Lawrenceville, Georgia, weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds, he is Bulldog Bill Barnhart!
When the song comes to the lyrics RAISE YOUR GLASS Bill Barnhart raises the chalice into the air. The crowd gives a mixed reaction to Barnhart. The three make their way to the ring where Bill hands the chalice to Bea so she can keep watch on it until the match is over. Bill enters the ring then walks around the ring playing the crowd before settling into a corner.
DING DING DING!
The bell rings, and the atmosphere in the arena is electric. Eddie Lyons and Bill Barnhart lock eyes, fully aware of the challenge ahead. The fans are on the edge of their seats as the two competitors circle each other.
Adams: And we're underway here!
Eddie, fueled by the energy of the crowd, goes for an early Mane Kick, aiming for Bill's head. But the wily Bulldog ducks, narrowly avoiding the devastating strike. Bill counters with a quick Belly-to-Belly Suplex, showcasing his raw power. The impact reverberates through the ring, but Eddie kicks out at two.
Simone: Just a two count!
Eddie takes the initiative, quickly closing the distance with a burst of speed. He attempts a Mane Kick, a running knee, but Bill Barnhart sidesteps and counters with a Bulldog Slam (Angle Slam). The impact shakes the ring as Eddie finds himself on the mat.Bill goes to pull another move, but Eddie surprises Bill with a sudden dropkick, sending him sprawling. Lyons goes for a quick cover.
ONE!
But Barnhart kicks out, showing resilience. Bill takes control once, working over Eddie's arm and shoulder with precision. He sets up for his signature move, the Barnhart Shoulder Breaker (Flying Hammer Lock). The crowd gasps as Eddie struggles in pain, but he manages to reach the ropes, forcing a break. Bill retaliates with a Bulldog Slam, attempting his first pin of the night.
ONE!
TWO!
Eddie kicks out, keeping the match alive. The crowd roars with excitement as both wrestlers prove their determination.The match intensifies as Eddie fights back, unleashing a series of kicks and connecting with a Pridelock (Dragon Sleeper). Bill Barnhart, however, displays his resilience, refusing to submit. The Bulldog attempts to counter with a powerful Swinging Neckbreaker, showcasing his technical prowess, but Eddie side steps him. The pace quickens, with Eddie using his agility to outmaneuver Bill. He connects with a beautifully executed Lyons Roar DDT, planting Bill's face into the mat. The ref counts.
ONE!
TWO!
Miraculously, Bill kicks out just in the nick of time, showcasing his veteran instincts. The crowd is on their feet, witnessing the seesaw battle between youth and experience. Bill, now fueled by adrenaline, launches a relentless assault. He delivers a Calf Crusher, targeting Eddie's legs. Lyons writhes in pain, but he refuses to submit. Bill attempts a Sweet Dreams (Sleeper Hold) for the first time in the match.
Adams: Bill's used this move countless times before to great effect.
Simone: Eddie migt be fading!
Eddie struggles, nearly succumbing to the submission. The ref checks on him.
No!
Eddie powers out, surprising everyone in the arena. The momentum swings back and forth as both men give it their all. In a surprising turn of events, Eddie counters a move into a small package pin.
ONE!
TWO!
But Bill kicks out once again. The crowd can't believe the intensity of the match. As the minutes tick by, exhaustion sets in for both competitors. Eddie attempts a final flurry of offense, going for the Lyons Roar DDT one more time. However, Bill Barnhart counters into the devastating Piledriver!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner.... Bill Barnhart!
The crowd erupts as Bill Barnhart secures the hard-fought victory. Both men lie on the mat, exhausted and battered, having given the audience a match to remember. The mutual respect between the generations is evident as Bill, with Bea by his side, raises his chalice in acknowledgment of Eddie Lyons' valiant effort.
Adams: Bill pulls out a big win against a man who challenged for the Roulette championship!
Simone: We might see Bill himself hunting gold again in 2024!
WORLD BOMBSHELL CHAMPIONSHIP
Julianna DiMaria (c) vs Alexandra Calaway
The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see two Go Gym Graduates, the Aussie Bombshell Krystal Wolfe, and the Amazonian Bombshell Tempest, ready for an interview with Pussy Willow with them are two, unknown young women who are looking worse for wear.
Pussy: Krystal, Tempest, first off, who are your friends?"
Krystal: The with one the ponytail and bandana is Kelly, the one with the long, messy black and blue hair is Hayley, they are trainees at the Go Gym and were Tempest's sparing partners at the Go Gym this week.
Tempest: That's being generous, right girls?
The two Go Gym trainees grimace as Tempest address them.
Kelly: We thought we could take Tempest two on one.
Hayley: NO! You thought, I got tricked into accepting because you left out the part that we were taking on her!
Hayley says as she motions to Tempest.
Krystal: That didn't end well for them, I had to scrape them off the mat afterwards.
Tempest: They were warned.
Krystal: But more importantly, I brought them in as a bit of a demonstration.
The two trainees panic.
Kelly: Wait, you didn't say anything about taking on Tempest again!
Hayley: My body's still sore after the first time!
Krystal: Not a physical demonstration, but a practical one, these two girls are around the same height and weight as Courtney and Luna and this is how Tempest left them after two matches against Kelly and one against Hayley.
Pussy: Wait, TWO?!
Kelly: My big mouth got me in trouble with Tempest on Wednesday, before I convinced Hayley to team up with me.
Hayley: Still haven't forgiven you for that!
Kelly: I'm sorry OKAY?!
Krystal: If you girls are done arguing like an old married couple………
Tempest: That got tossed around by a powerhouse.
Krystal: That too, imagine what Tempest will do too Courtney, Luna or even Ruby! I'd be content with just letting Tempest here do all the work but my pride as a competitor wouldn't let me.
Tempest: And neither would I.
Pussy: Does this mean you two are allies?
Krystal shakes her head before motioning to the trainees.
Krystal: They have a better chance at winning the Metal Maniacs lookalike contest!
Kelly: HE…….err, actually, good point!
Hayley: Is that even a thing?
Krystal: No, in other words, once the match is over?
Tempest: All bets are off.
Tempest and Krystal walk off leaving the trainees alone as the scene fades.
Standing in front of the SCW logo in the gorilla position, Georgie Robertson looks relaxed and ready for her match against Mercedes Vargas. In one hand, the Golden briefcase, the other is holding a leather jacket over her shoulder. Noticing the cameraman who is moving closer, Georgie brings the jacket off her shoulder then tosses it to the side where she places the briefcase beside it on the equipment box that she then leans against, her arm draping over the case protectively.
Georgie Robertson: What are you on about creeping like that. If you want me to rabbit on about this briefcase, all you have to do is ask.
The cameraman nods and Georgie smiles a bit, her hand lightly caressing the case as she thinks of what she wants to say.
Georgie Robertson: Seems to me that with me winning this case has put all the bombshell champions on notice that there is a threat to their hold on their titles. This little case has big implications now doesn't it?
She pauses to offer a smirk to the camera before the emotion on her face turns to a look of concern.
Georgie Robertson: I want to let you know that for this week all the champions are safe…I have no intention of cashing in. But I do have a few comments to the people that have talked about me and my win with this case. Firstly, I have to talk about our illustrious bombshell world champion. Julianna, trust me when I say that you have been a great champion and if you ask me, it would be an honour to face you for the belt. But not at the moment because I wouldn't want it to be a multiple person match. I would rather it just be one on one yeah?
She pauses
Georgie Robertson: And then I want to address a certain bombshell that seems to think that I should not have this case, that it should be in her hands because she…
Georgie begins to make air quotes as she speaks.
Georgie Robertson: 'deserves it' Krystal Wolfe can't seem to let go of the fact that a loser like me beat a winner like her for this case. I want to tell you Krystal, that you need to keep my name out of your comments otherwise, I am going to prove to you that the 'fluke' win you claimed that happen will not be a fluke when I beat you once again. Because you keep flapping your lips, that will just be the reason that I want to shut you up finally. Otherwise, stop taking my name in vain Krystal.
Georgie is about to say something else but she is interrupted by a tech who whispers something to Georgie who nods then grabs the case and her jacket before turning back to the cameraman.
Georgie Robertson: I wish I could say more but I have to get ready for my match against Mercedes. Later…
Georgie walks off leaving the cameraman filming her as she walks away.
Simone: Welcome back to Climax Control! Georgie Robertson's year with the Golden Briefcase got off to a bad start after she lost to Bella Madison two weeks ago and now she takes on another woman who came up short in her 2024 debut as she goes one on one with Mercedes Vargas!
Adams: Mercedes was one of Bobbie Dahl's challengers last week in that chaotic Roulette Title Triple Threat against Seleana Zdunich, this is a chance for both women to get their first wins of the year and I don't think they are going to squander it!
Simone: This should be a great match! Let's take it to Justin!
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
Suddenly, the arena lights turn off and the crowd is hyped up for what was in store. As the opening of "Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" by U2 blares across the PA system, the mood of the crowd changes instantly and the arena is under the subtle glowing of the lights. As the lyrics finally kick in, a figure emerges; the highlight of their attire is being under the illusion. Mercedes Vargas stops short of the entrance ramp, hands on waist, and overlooking the crowd.
Justin: Making her way to the ring, from Buenos Aires, Argentina, MERCEEEEEDEEEES VAAAARGAAAAS!
Cheers, boos and catcalls soon greet her. Oblivious and yet satisfied with their reaction for several seconds, she flips her long hair, then makes her way to the ring. As she goes up the steps and walks to the end of the ring apron, she climbs to the turnbuckle, then turns her head back as the camera shows her determined expression-perhaps a message that her opponent will be in for a tough fight. Mercedes vaults into the ring and walks over to the opposite corner where she relaxes along the corner ropes while waiting for her opponent to arrive.
Simone: Mercedes' year didn't get off to a great start, otherwise she'd be the Roulette Champion by now!
Adams: And now she's taking on a woman many are surprised didn't take advantage of that chaotic Roulette Title Match to cash in her briefcase!
Justin: And her opponent!
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 strobe 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 The Golden Briefcase holder, 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.
Simone: Georgie is looking to bounce back from her loss to Bella two weeks ago by beating Mercedes.
Adams: And shut up certain naysayers, including a certain Aussie.
Drew goes over the rules with both women and once they nod Georgie hands over her briefcase to Drew he calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Simone: And this match is underway, plucky upstart Georgie vs. gri
led veteran Mercedes!Adams: And Mercedes is starting this thing running!
As soon as the match starts Mercedes hits Georgie with a discuss clothesline before she starts stomping away at Georgie! Drew steps in after a few minutes to let Georgie have some breathing room but as soon as Georgie gets back to her feet Mercedes drops her with a Spear! Mercedes wastes little time in going for a pin on Georgie as Drew slides into position.
ONE!
TWO!
And Georgie kicks out!
Simone: Mercedes is clearly on a mission tonight, after coming so close last week she's out to make an example of Georgie!
Adams: and Georgie isn't giving up that easily!
Mercedes shakes her head before she picks up Georgie and goes to set her up for a Suplex but Georgie blocks the attempt and turns it around into a Snap Suplex! Mercedes scrambles to her feet but gets hit with a high Dropkick from Georgie that sends her reeling! Mercedes rolls out onto the apron where she uses the ring ropes to pull herself up only for Georgie to hit Mercedes with a spear sending both Bombshells out of the ring! They land near the entrance way but both Bombshells have landed hard!
Simone: That was a rough landing for Georgie and Mercedes!
Adams: Honestly, I'm not sure who had a worse landing!
Once Drew's count reaches seven it becomes clear that Mercedes took the brunt of the landing as Georgie gets up first and throws Mercedes back into the ring before she follows her in, Georgie goes for a pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Mercedes kicks out! Georgie shakes her head before she backs off to let Mercedes get back to her feet, when Mercedes does get back to her feet Georgie charges in and locks in an Octopus Hold!
Simone: We've seen Georgie got to the Octopus Hold well before and for good reason, it's a tricky hold to get out of.
Adams: But Georgie has yet to master it because it's been reversed so many times!
Drew gets into position to check on Mercedes but the Argentinian Bombshell refuses to quit, after a few minutes Mercedes is driven to her knees by the move but still refuses to give up, she eventually fights her way back to her feet, gets free of the hold and sets Georgie up for the Black Rose Overdrive! Georgie realizes that she's in serious trouble and tries to get out of Mercedes's finisher.
Simone: And now Mercedes has Georgie up for the Black Rose Overdrive!
Adams: That move has put away so many Bombshells over the years, can Georgie get free?
The answer to that question is yes because Georgie lands on her feet when Mercedes tries to hit her finisher and when Mercedes turns around Georgie catches her with a European Uppercut sending the veteran reeling! But Mercedes returns fire with the Beat Still My Heart Superkick! Mercedes falls onto Georgie and hooks the leg for a pin attempt as Drew gets into position.
ONE!
TWO!
And Georgie kicks out! Both Bombshells are down and Drew starts applying his count.
Simone: This match has taken a lot out of both women and now Georgie and Mercedes are down!
Adams: I've said it once and I'll say it a thousand times, whoever gets up first will have a huge advantage!
Once Drew's count reaches five Mercedes gets back to her feet and seeing that Georgie is still reeling Mercedes grabs her leg and locks in a Single Leg Boston Crab1 Drew gets into position and the submission move her woken up Georgie in a hurry thanks to the pain coming from her leg but refuses to give up the fight! Georgie starts crawling over to the ring ropes to break the hold but Mercedes senses this and tries to switch holds, this proves to be a mistake as Georgie kicks Mercedes away before rolling up Mercedes!
ONE!
TWO!
And Mercedes kicks out! Both Bombshells are slow to get back to their feet but when they do Georgie hits her with a discuss clothesline! Georgie seems to be out for the count but Mercedes doesn't go for the pin, instead rolling out of the ring and retrieving the Golden Briefcase!
Simone: What's Mercedes doing with Georgie's briefcase?!
Adams: I don't think it'll be good for the briefcase holder!
Indeed, Mercedes returns to the ring to try to whack Georgie over the head with the briefcase but Drew catches her and yanks the briefcase from her hands, Mercedes protests this but this gives Georgie a chance to catch her with a School Girl roll-up!
ONE!
TWO!
And Mercedes kicks out! Both women get back to their feet but Mercedes catches her with a kick to the midsection before dropping her with a powerbomb! Mercedes goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Georgie kicks out! But as soon as Mercedes is on her feet she calls for her finisher!
Simone: Mercedes is going for the Black Rose Overdrive again!
Adams: I don't think Georgie will be able to get out of it the second time!
Mercedes picks up Georgie and goes to hit her with the Black Rose Overdrive but it gets blocked and then countered with a knee lift from Georgie! This sends Mercedes reeling into the corner and gives Georgie her chance to hit the One and Done!
Simone: And Georgie hits the One and Done on Mercedes!
Adams: Stick a fork in her, she's done!
Georgie goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner, GEORGIE ROBERTSON!
Simone: Georgie gets her first win of the year and the first win with her briefcase!
Adams: And it's back to the drawing board for Mercedes!
Georgie celebrates with her briefcase as Drew checks on Mercedes.
BOMBSHELL ROULETTE CHAMPIONSHIP
Bobbie Dahl (c) vs Harper Mason
The scene opens backstage right before the tag team match between Courtney Pierce and Luna Pasilno and Krystal Wolfe and Tempest where we see Krystal and Tempest's gym mate Ariana Angelos watching the action on a monitor.
Ariana: Tempest, Krystal, Courtney, Luna, two of my fellow Go Gym Graduates, the woman I beat for the Internet Title and the woman who stole it from me.
Ariana shakes her head.
Ariana: Can't wait for the chaos to unfold!
Ariana adds as she makes herself comfy and the scene fades.
Justin: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE NEXT CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
The slow intro for "Beneath" by Delain is heard over the arena's speakers and once Dianne Leah's vocals kick in Krystal emerges from the back with an expressionless look on her face.
Justin: Introducing first, from Adelaide, Australia and representing the Go Gym, KRYSTAL WOLFE!
Krystal nods at being announced before she makes her way down the ramp with her eyes on the prize, she enters the ring and waits in the corner for the match to start.
Simone: Krystal wants to get her hands on the Internet Title, but now she's been put in a tag match that none of us expected.
Adams: At least she's teaming up with the lesser of three evils, according to her.
Justin: And her tag-team partner…
The heavy beat of Halestorm's "You Call Me a Bitch Like It's a Bad Thing" kicks up over the sound system and the heads of the SCW Universe turns towards the entrance as the Bombshell amazon Tempest walks out onto the stage.
Justin: Coming to the ring! From Honolulu, Hawaii, weighing two hundred and eighteen pounds -- Tempest!
The fans are in awe at the size of Tempest as she wastes no time in power walking straight to the ring, her eyes never straying from her destination and paying no mind to the fans reaching out toward her. A perpetual frown on her face, she arrives at the ringside area where she climbs up onto the ring apron and straight inside of the ring. Tempest stands in the center of the ring, her arms held out and turns full circle before moving over towards Krystal.
Simone: Tempest, being the force that she is, always prefers it to be a singles match. It will be interesting to see if she can align herself willingly to work with Wolfe.
Adams: I think she's perfectly fine with wrestling both opponents herself.
Justin: And now, their opponents…
The lights begin to dull, going to almost complete black. The opening chime, a single spotlight appearing above Luna Pasilno. A large smile plastered across her face, hands raising to her sides, palms downwards, hands bent somewhat. "'Cause I'm a King," plays out as blue lights begin to pulse across the arena in time with the music. Her hands thrust down rapidly, striding forth. Rolling her hips heavily with each measured and purposeful step. The crowd roaring with boos and dissent, vitriol flowing from them.
Justin: Standing 5;4" and weighing 123 lbs, from New Orleans, Louisiana, here is Luna Pasilno!
She comes to a stop at the base of the ramp, eyes fixed on the centre of the ring. She bends at the knee slightly, turning side on and throwing her head back. One hand pressing the back of her wrist against her head, hand hanging flaccidly, the other still resting on her hip. "There is a god, and she is me," she bounces up slightly, bringing her hand from her hip up in full flourish and 'shows herself off', taking a few quick steps before swinging one leg up onto the apron. Hooking her hands, she pulls herself up and under, bringing the other leg up in a momentary split as she slides beneath the bottom rope. She sits and turns, pulling herself up with the ropes, and slowly backing into the middle of the ring. Shimmying her jacket off in the process.
Simone: Luna is partnered with a champion, but you can tell that she's not looking forward to working with Court.
Adams: She doesn't have to look forward to it. She just needs to make it happen, if she wants a victory here tonight.
Justin: And her tag-team partner…
The opening sirens of "Problem" floods the arena PA as the lights in the arena go out one by one. By the time the beat kicks in, energizing the small but vocal audience, the arena is pitch black. Purple and white spotlights above the stage start to pulse to the sound of the music. The screen at the top of the stage lights up, writing out five letters in pace with the flow of the music: C O U R T.
Justin: Making her way to the ring from Long Beach, California, the SCW Bombshell Internet Champion, "The One" Court Pierce!
The SCW Bombshell comes out from behind the curtain and out onto the stage to a mostly mixed reaction from the crowd. Court is flanked by her wife, Ruby, and stops at the top of the ramp. With a look back over her shoulder at her significant other, Court crosses her ankles, her purple ring gear shimmering with all of the camera flashes around the arena, and takes a slight bow to the crowd with her arms out to her sides. Ruby motions for the crowd to get up and cheer for her wife which only seems to intensify the boos in the crowd. Court makes her way to ringside, and carefully makes her way up the ringside stairs and onto the apron. She ducks down between the bottom and middle rope and into the ring.
Simone: Pierce has been wanting to dismantle Krystal Wolfe in there, and there's no love lost for Tempest, either. But she has to watch her back as well.
Adams: Luna's best decision would be to tag the champ in and let her take a beating, to soften her up.
The referee checks to make sure everyone's ready before signaling for this one to begin.
DING DING DING
Adams: And it's on, but will this be a tag-team match or a complete brawl?
Court and Luna seem to be disagreeing with who's going to start, with Luna getting in Court's way. The two argue, with Court pushing Luna aside… just as Tempest comes in, hitting Court in the side of the head! She brings Court to the corner, lifting her up and delivering a scoop slam, bashing her onto the mat, as Luna takes a second to think things over before she goes through the ropes onto the apron. Meanwhile, Tempest grabs Court on the way up and lifts her into the air with a military press, before throwing her down with no signs of mercy at all.
Simone: Tempest had no problem ambushing Pierce once again, and now she's in control!
Tempest hauls Court back up, dragging her over to the corner, where Krystal wants the tag. Tempest reluctantly tags her in, holding the champion up as Krystal hops onto the turnbuckle. She leaps off with a missile dropkick, knocking Court to the mat as Tempest lets her fall backwards. Tempest then goes to the apron, while Krystal pulls on top for the quick cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout!
Adams: Good teamwork so far from Wolfe and Tempest. At least they haven't tried to kill each other yet.
Krystal pulls a hurting Court up, pointing to Tempest to get a boot up. Tempest doesn't look too pleased, but does so, as Krystal shoves Court forward, only for Court to reverse it, sending Krystal's head into Tempest's boot! Krystal falls to the ground, holding her head, as Tempest steps through the ropes, counting the kick as a tag-in. She charges Court, but the champ catches her with a tilt-a-whirl headscissors, throwing Tempest down! As Krystal tries to get back up, turning their way, Court rushes forward, clotheslining Krystal right out of the ring and to the floor! She then comes back at Tempest before she can recover, getting a drop toe hold into a single-leg Boston crab!
Simone: Can Courtney Pierce actually make Tempest tap out?
Adams: It's hard to see Tempest ever voluntarily giving up.
True to the statement, Tempest is fighting free, pushing with her strong legs to get Court off of her. Court loses the grip, stumbling to the ropes, but rights herself… just as Luna tags herself in! Court looks at her with surprise, but Luna says that they've got this. She points to Tempest, and together, both ladies go and stomp on her before she can fully rise, doing some damage. Luna then calls for a double suplex, with Court stepping in beside her. They go to lift, but Tempest blocks it. A second attempt is also blocked, and followed up by Tempest lifting up both of them instead!! She lands the huge suplex, sending both women rolling away.
Adams: What a display of power from Tempest! She just took both of them to suplex city!
Simone: How do you counter a force like that?
Tempest is back up, angrily grabbing hold of Luna and dragging her up, putting her in a bear hug. Luna fights against it, trying to get free, as Court gets to her feet and is told by the referee to go to her corner. She instead goes past the referee, shoving Tempest hard in the back, sending them across the ring. But Tempest doesn't go down, turning away from Court as she continues the bear hug on Luna. Court finally leaves, as Tempest increases the pressure, only to get startled when Krystal tags herself in. The ref calls for the break, with Tempest throwing Luna aside and turning to Krystal, arguing with her.
Simone: The partners aren't happy!
Adams: Tempest had Luna in a bad position, but Wolfe wants to be the one landing the finishing blow.
The two wrestlers continue to bicker, as they go to pull Luna off the mat. Despite their animosity, the two work together to whip Luna towards the ropes, but she ducks under their double clothesline as she returns. She then leaps up, springboarding off of the ropes as she comes flying back, catching both wrestlers with a dropping neckbreaker! Both go down, with Luna scrambling over towards Krystal. As Krystal struggles to get up, Luna twists her around with a victory roll, hanging on as tight as possible.
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout!
Adams: A near fall from Luna Pasilno, as she nearly took advantage of her opponents' distractions!
Luna is up again, holding onto Krystal, as Tempest is wanting to get back into it. But the referee orders her back to her corner. Luna, meanwhile, whips Krystal into the corner, then tags in Court, with the two coming together to double-stomp Krystal down. Luna then is also ordered out of the ring, as Court steps back, watching. Krystal, trying to recover, begins to move out of the corner on her hands and knees, shaking her head. She starts to get up, but Court comes running in, catching her with Starry-Eyed! She rolls Krystal over, making the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
And Tempest is there, stomping on Court's back to break it up!
Simone: Tempest with the save!
Luna runs into the ring, going after Tempest, but she charges right into her grip, with Tempest hauling Luna up into the air with a two-handed chokeslam! The referee tries to get between them, wanting to break things up, as Court looks back at them, using the ropes to get up. She shakes her head before going back over to Krystal, pulling her up. But Krystal comes alive, catching Court under the jaw with a superkick! With Court down, Krystal quickly heads to the turnbuckle, climbing up as quick as she can. As the referee turns back, having cleared the ring, she watches as Krystal leaps off with the Critical Hit corkscrew moonsault! It lands as perfectly as can be, with Krystal bouncing off for a few seconds, before managing to get back on top for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Thr-Kickout!!
Adams: Wolfe very nearly pinned the Bombshell Internet Champion!
Simone: That would give her a major momentum boost heading into a future title match if she can pull it off.
Tempest is now wanting the tag, as she would love to get her hands on the fallen champion. But Krystal ignores her, dragging Court closer to a neutral corner. She goes up top once again, climbing up all the way, and positioning herself above Court. Krystal then leaps with a perfect 450 splash. The only imperfection is Court getting her knees up, giving Krystal a very painful landing! She rolls away in agony, as Court fights to recover. Luna is calling for the hot tag, as Court rolls to the side towards her. Tempest manages to reach out, tagging herself in, but it's too late, as Court gets close enough to :Luna to make contact, bringing her into the contest once again.
Simone: Luna is ready to clean house!
Luna catches a running Tempest with a legsweep, putting the larger woman down. She then turns and dropkicks Krystal, sending her rolling out of the ring. Luna is fired up now, pointing towards Tempest. She comes forward, grabbing Tempest by the head, and drops with a facebuster, stunning her. Luna then turns and heads up, getting to the top turnbuckle She leaps off and flips around with a shooting star press, landing in perfectly onto Tempest! Luna then makes the cover, hanging onto both legs in an effort to keep her down.
ONE!
TWO!
And a forceful kickout from Tempest, throwing Luna aside!
Adams: What will it take to keep Tempest down for the count?
Simone: More than that, apparently.
Luna, undeterred, gets back up. She ignores Court's yells towards her, instead heading right back to the top turnbuckle. She signals for the Idoliser, wanting to finish this one on her own. She gets distracted, though, when Krystal comes down the apron towards her, shouting at her. Luna kicks Krystal away, knocking her to a knee, and then turns back to see Tempest getting to her feet. Luna leaps at her, but Tempest catches Luna in midair, hauling her up into position, before spinning into a sit-out powerbomb! Luna's hurting as Court shakes her head, watching as Tempest makes the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
The-Kickout!
Adams: That one nearly broke Pasilna in half!
Tempest gets up, dragging Luna over to their corner. She tags in Krystal, with the two of them double-teaming her with heels to the throat. Tempest then steps through the ropes, while Krystal hauls Luna up, taking her out of the corner with a tornado DDT! Luna's down, with Krystal getting to her feet, calling for this one to be over. She drags Luna upwards, positioning her, and then goes for the Hope Redeems ripcord lariat, only to have Luna dodge it at the last second and land a backstabber, taking Krystal down! Luna then pulls herself together before going to the corner, reaching out… only to have Court drop off the apron!
Simone: What the heck?
Adams: The champion is refusing to tag in! She's seen enough of this one, she's abandoning Luna!
Luna looks on in shock as Court turns and walks away, heading for the aisle. Behind Luna, Krystal manages to get closer to Tempest, who tags herself in. She quickly storms over to Luna, catching her as she stood up near the ropes, still distracted by Court. Tempest lifts Luna into the air, landing a pumphandle fallaway slam! Luna's stunned, trying to recover, but Krystal quickly drops a leg across the back of her neck, flattening her! As the referee orders Krystal away, the camera shows Court still walking away, not looking back.
Adams: This one is now a handicap match!
Luna, still not willing to give up, fights to her feet, trying a few swings towards Tempest, but Tempest just shrugs them off, before picking her up and landing a fireman's carry stunner, leaving her down and out. Tempest doesn't go for the pin, though, nor does she tag in an eager Krystal. Instead, she drags the weary Luna up and lifts her into the air, taking her down with all her strength with the Amazon Prime!! Luna's not moving, as Court watches from the stage, still shaking her head. She does nothing as Tempest makes the cover.
Simone: I don't think Luna's kicking out of that one!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Adams: And that does it!
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winners of this contest via pinfall… KRYSTAL WOLFE AND TEMPEST!
As Tempest and Krystal get their arms raised, warily watching the other in case another brawl breaks out, Court just departs, leaving Luna behind.
BOMBSHELL INTERNET CHAMPIONSHIP
Courtney Pierce (c) vs Tempest vs Krystal Wolfe vs Luna Pasilno
Julianna DiMaria is largely minding her own business as she holds onto the SCW Bombshells World Championship. She's remaining as confident as usual even though she knows she won't be alone for long. Miss Rocky Mountains walks into the picture and Julianna just scoffs at this knowing that her time with being unbothered has come to an end. She knows that the camera is on her as the interviewer begins to speak.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Following another successful title defense, I have been asked to interview the SCW Bombshells World Champion in Julianna DiMaria.
The fans boo this, but Julianna, as usual, doesn't mind whatsoever. She merely rolls her eyes showing just how unbothered she is by the reaction that she gets.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Now, last week, you retained your title against Bea Barnhart but it seems like all everyone talked about was either how 'close' it was, or that you were celebrating a win over her.
Julianna: Right, the 'blow shit up out of proportion' part of my title reign that I deal with like… what? Every single week? Yawn. Who won last week?
Ms. Rocky Mountains: You did.
Julianna: Exactly. NOW, I DO consider it a personal insult that someone like that was even given a shot at my title. I will not shy away from saying that. Now as for the other thing, I wasn't celebrating a win over HER. I mean come on. That's like… well, let's just say that there's a certain saying that people don't say anymore because it's considered a sensitive subject now. I don't endorse it myself, but if you know what I am getting at, then you know exactly what I mean. Still, there are far more things to celebrate than beating someone like that: such as being 10 and 0. I'm almost positive that I am the first Bombshell EVER to start off with a record like that AND be the Bombshells World Champion. However you want to slice it, the numbers don't lie. THAT is what I was celebrating! I've been nothing but a history maker from the word go. The fact of the matter is, you've got a bunch of unoriginal, unimaginative bitches infesting the locker room that want to make every excuse to come at me because they have nothing concrete to talk about. I've said it on a constant basis that people make up shit out of thin air to throw at me because well… there are many reasons why: jealousy, insecurity, you name it.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: There's no denying that there were a couple of close calls during those 10 matches.
Julianna: So what? You can say things like "well you ALMOST lost to this person" or "you only won against THIS person because of THIS" but honestly, who gives a fuck? The record speaks for itself. What I've built speaks for itself. Again, the numbers don't lie. As you should know, 'close' in this business doesn't mean shit. Let's take High Stakes as an example. You can say I 'almost lost' or that I 'came close' to losing the biggest match of my career in this company to try and cheapen the moment as much as you want, but it doesn't mean anything. What counts, what matters, is that I WON! How "close" it was doesn't matter. Who I win against, doesn't matter. What matters is, I beat anyone they throw in front of me whether that person deserved to breathe my air or not.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: That being said, do you think the locker room talk might be starting to get to you?
Julianna: No.
Julianna rolls her eyes in addition to her answer.
Julianna: What I am going to say though, is that my last defense and some of the immediate aftermath and chatter is exactly why I am looking forward to my defense against Alexandra Calaway because just like me, she's DIFFERENT from the mold. She's not anything like the 'same old shit' that infects this division. She doesn't do that petty subtweeting, cheap shot when I'm not around in the locker room nonsense. I can respect her for that. But when it's all said and done, if you want to talk about 'well you ALMOST lost to this person or that person', consider that Alexandra is coming off of a loss of the Roulette Championship and Bea Barnhart? You know, the same woman everyone shits on? She lost to her. Twice. But you know, I'm the one with the belt so I'm the one that has to deal with the criticism and the petty high school level nonsense. So keep chirping bitches, I hear you but you don't give me a damn thing worth listening to.
Maybe when you all grow up and realize you're not in high school anymore, we can talk business and settle this like real women instead of hiding behind your little behind-the-back chatter and your subtweeting thinking I won't catch wind of what you're saying. I WILL beat Alexandra Calaway when the time comes, I am VERY confident in that but there is ONE thing that I want to push here and I hope Mark and Christian are watching this.
You have two Bombshells that push the envelope and break the mold.
It's been at least a whole fucking year since the Bombshells were the last match on the supercard.
And I think we need to put an end to that shit! I don't give a damn about the men's tournament. We all know that whoever wins that tournament is always going to have the asterisk that they never defeated J2H for the belt anyway so why reward that third rate mediocrity?
Give MY title… MY reign… MY history… the spotlight it DESERVES because as the Bombshells World Champion, THAT is the level I'm trying very hard to get this title back to.
Nice chat, Miss Titsalot
Julianna scoffs as she makes her exit from the scene and the scene fades out.
Far enough backstage, the cameras cut to the loading dock where Finn Whelan sits on the staircase, one foot propped on the higher step while the lower one barely needs to bend to reach the bottom. The Mixed Tag Team Title, while usually banked on his shoulder or near him at all times, is scarily non-existent. He has his hands folded, and he smiles slightly.
Finn: You know, I expected this behavior from people the second I stepped into the tag team scene. It's very…cliche, very obvious. You make strides doing something spectacular like winning a championship that someone else couldn't even get their paws on, and they relegate you to only being a tag team wrestler. You might be blessed and special if you could become a singles wrestler and not live without your tag team partner.
He grabs some medical tape from next to him and begins to wrap it around one hand.
Finn: I knew if I would ever break back into singles wrestler, I would have to deal with this bullshit. So when my name was announced for this tournament, I would be the one looked at as the fluke, the one that would be so easy to beat. After all, in this go around, I've had just four matches as a tag team wrestler…well…
He pauses, looks up from his hands thoughtfully, and then grins as his hand continues to wrap
Finn: In ten years of fighting. I don't like tag teaming. I never have. I don't like being reliant on someone else to get my clout. But, to have defeated what was labeled as the next big thing two matches in, and then retaining against two very strong friendships with a person I don't particularly like on a personal level? It just goes to show that I'm malleable. That I can adapt.
He goes back to looking at his hands, almost done with the entirety of his left hand.
Finn: So, Vaughn, you like to think you're something special, a dominant force, just because you've been handed some of the easiest competitors in Sin City. Sometimes, people have their fluke wins, just like Miles had against me which I quickly put to rest and will be happy to do so again if I need to. And you'd like to say that Zahn was a pushover, but you were kicked out out of the ring by Austin James Mercer so your prowess is a lack of your own personal understanding.
He starts on his right hand, keeping his eyes focused on that.
Finn: Before you come at me for shit, make sure you don't have skeletons in your closet that can be easily found. Tonight, Vaughn, I'm expecting a match that is going to be hard fought, a strong contest. But never, ever, sit there and think you want something more than me. You can sit on your laurels and think you're something special with your Roulette Championship. I have everything to lose and gain here. You? You can go pamper your ass later at a spa or whatever the hell you choose to do as the last remaining Sufferer or whatever you were.
He finishes his wrapped hand, flexes both of them and then stands.
Finn: And a word to the wise, Pete. Keep your eyes on your girlfriend or whatever she is to you. Kayla, as much as she knows she's beautiful, won't hesitate to rip your balls off if you look at her sideways. I'm sure you wouldn't want to deal with that possible career ending, right?
A small smirk, and then the camera cuts elsewhere as he turns his back and heads inside the building.
Simone: It's time for the Main Event folks! Peter and Finn advanced into the Semi Finals of the World Heavyweight Championship Tournament last week but now they face off to determine who goes through to the next round!
Adams: Peter beat the Internet Champion Miles Kasey to earn his spot whilst Finn overcame HB Carter, now they clash in the Main Event to see who advances!
Simone: This should be a great math! Let's take it to Justin!
Justin: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL AND IS YOUR MAIN EVENT! A SEMI FINAL MATCH IN THE SCW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP TOURNAMET!
The lights in the arena go out, causing the usual hysteria from the crowd. After a few seconds, Peter Vaughn's face appears on the big tron, darkly smirking down at the fans.
"This Time... It's Different."
Justin: Introducing first, from Dalas, Texas, weighing 185 pounds, he is the reigning SCW Roulette Champion, "The Mechanic" Peter Vaughn!
After Vaughn finishes speaking, he begins to laugh. His laughter carries on as the Tron video overtakes his image, beginning with "This Time It's Different" by Evans Blue. Vaughn comes out from the back, smiling at the reaction he's getting. He stops on the ramp, surveying the hatred from the crowd. From Vaughn's reaction, you'd think they were chanting his name, as he walks down the aisle with a cocky smile. He heads straight through the ropes and into his corner, stretching and preparing for a fight.
Simone: Peter has been one of the most dominant Roulette Champions we've seen since Krystal Wolfe held the Bombshell Roulette Belt in 2021!
Adams: And he could be a dominant World Heavyweight Champion if he wins the tournament!
Justin: And his opponent!
"DO YOU CROSS YOUR HEART WHEN YOU HOPE TO DIE?"
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.
Justin: From Seattle, Washington, weighing 201ibs, FINN WHELAN!
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 descends.
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 the stage (or conversely, at his opponent) past his brow as his music fades out.
Simone: Finn only just returned to SCW and you can bet that he wants nothing more that to win the World Heavyweight Title.
Adams: He has to beat a dominant current champion first!
Jasmine goes over the rules with both men and after taking the Roulette Title from Peter she calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Simone: And tonight's main event is underway!
Adams: This should be a good one!
Once the bell rings Peter and Finn lock up in the middle of the ring, they find each other at a stalemate at first until Peter breaks the stalemate with a rising knee to Finn's midsection, doubling over Whelan and subsequently drooping him with a Snap DDT, Perer doesn't go for the pin right away however, instead rubbing Finn's face into the mat and only backing off when told too by Jasmine!
Simone: Peter delivering Insult to Injury to kick off tonight's Main Event!
Adams: That may come back to bite him, Finn is a former Roulette Champion himself, having won it in one of the most chaotic matches of 2022!
Peter backs off to allow Finn time to get back to his feet but when the former champion does Peter goes to dropkick him out of the ring only to mis as Finn ducks out of the way at the last moment, Peter scrambles to his feet and Finn hits him with a Brainbuster onto his knee before going for the first pin of the match!
ONE!
TWO!
And Peter kicks out! Finn shakes his head before picking up Peter only to get hit with a solid uppercut from the champ that sends Finn reeling towards the ropes, Finn rebounds only to get hit with a dropkick that sends him out of the ring.
Simone: Finn was in control for a moment but one uppercut and a dropkick later was all it took for Peter to get back in the driver's seat!
Adams: There's a reason why Peter's been the Roulette Champion for so long!
Jasmine orders Peter to back off and give his opponent some breathing room as Finn recovers on the outside, this doesn't last long though as when Jasmine is leaning in between the top and middle ropes to try to get Finn back into the ring Peter leaps clean over her and hits Finn with a Suicide Dive that wipes both men out and brings the fans to their feet! Jasmine restarts her count as the fans go wild.
Simone: I don't think Jasmine thought she was going to be jumped clean over by Peter but here we are!
Adams: Considering the agility of some of our women I'm surprised it hasn't happened more often in the Bombshell Division! Either way Finn took a big hit there!
Jasmine's new count reaches five before Peter rolls Finn back into the ring, follows him in and goes for his first pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Finn kicks out at the count of two! Peter shakes his head before shifting his tactics locking in a Crossface submission on Finn! Jasmine gets into position to ask Finn if he wants to quit but Finn refuses and after a few minutes he manages to reverse the Submission hold into a roll up.
ONE!
TWO!
And Peter kicks out, letting go off the hold in the process.
Simone: Peter had that Crossface locked in tight and the only way Finn could get out of it was by reversing it into a pin!
Adams: It worked though because both Peter and Finn are back to square one!
Both men get back to their feet and Peter makes the first move, going for a Slingblade on Finn only for Finn to duck out of the way, this turn of events leaves the champion stunned long enough for Finn to connect with a Superkick tht rocks the champ before he goes for another pin.
ONE!
TWO!
And Peter kicks out only to find himself on the receiving end of a submission, namely a Boarder City Stretch by Finn.
Simone: And now the tables are turned as Finn has his own submission hold locked in on Peter!
Adams: And this one's a different variation of the Crossface, and a very painful one at that.
Jasmine gets into position again and asks Peter if he wants to quit, however the champion refuses to give up that easily and instead starts making his way to the ring ropes to try to break up the submission hold, Finn quickly realizes what Peter is up to and tries to put a stop to it but it's no use as Peter reaches the ring ropes forcing the rope break and getting Finn to release the hold.
Simone: Now both Finn and Peter have traded holds witch neither hold getting the win.
Adams: They did wear down the opponent though and that might matter more in the long run.
Both Peter and Finn are slow to get to their feet and when they do Finn Is the first to strike throwing a stiff forearm to the face of Peter, Peter returns the favour with a stiff forearm of his own and this exchange of stiff blows continues until Peter hits a nasty one on Finn sending him reeling back and allowing Peter to hit him with a Tilt-a-Whirl DDT that plants Finn in the middle of the ring! Finn seems to be out and Peter goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
AND FINN KICKS OUT! Peter is clearly getting frustrated at this point and starts climbing the nearest turnbuckle where Peter goes for a High Cross Body only to get dropkicked out of mid-air by Finn! Both men are down and Jasmine starts her count!
Simone: Both Peter and Finn are down!
Adams: And whoever gets up first will have a huge advantage!
After the count reaches five Peter gets back up to his feet and is clearly feeling the effects of the long match, even so Peter calls for his finisher!
Simone: Peter's going for the Key-Holder!
Adams: He has retained the Roulette Title many times with that move!
Peter waits for Finn to get back to his feet and goes for the finisher but Finn fights out of it before outright countering the move with a Northern Lights Suplex, Finn doesn't bridge for the pin though and instead waits for Peter to get back to his feet before hitting him with the Slingblade!
Simone: FENNIAN RISING! Finn has hit it!
Adams: Peter is out, stick a fork in him, he's done!
Finn goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here's your winner, Finn Whelan!
Simone: Finn advances to the next round over a game Peter!
Adams: Which begs the question, what will this mean for the Roulette Title Scene if Finn doesn't win the tournament?
Finn celebrates his win as Peter is checked on by Jasmine.
Adams: Finn is the first man to reach the finals!
Simone: And I have no doubt, will be keeping an eye on next weeks match, but its time for us to end! Join us next week as we come to you from Henderson, Nevada! For Jason Adams, I'm Belinda Simone saying good night everybody!
The scene fades to a victorious Finn Whelan.
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