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SOUTHSIDE #8 --- --- BEX & THE GANG - CELEBRATION ---The camera cuts to the backstage area inside one of the larger rooms where everything has been set up for an obvious celebration. There are golden streamers and balloons hung up all over the place and in the middle of the room stands what appears to be a shrine in dedication to Rebecca Dawson with the words “Excellence Champion” printed on the very top in an elegant script. A table sits off to one side of the room covered with various presents all for Rebecca as this appears to be a celebration for her birthday which has just passed on the 1st of July. The camera shifts to another angle inside of the room where we find that Rebecca Dawson is indeed here with a smile on her face as she takes in the celebration in her honor. She is not going to be competing tonight after the events of last week’s contract signing as she is dressed in a short form fitting navy blue dress with a pair of expensive Louboutin heels on her feet. Her long black hair is pulled back in a high ponytail and she holds her Excellence Championship on one shoulder. She turns to the side as she looks over to both Bianca Davis and Veeka Manns as she begins to clap her hands together with approval. REBECCA DAWSON: I love it girls. Thank you so much for putting all this together for my birthday! Rebecca beams with happiness as she grabs onto a golden tiara and places it on top of her head to further emphasis the point that this her birthday celebration and she’s going to soak up every single moment of being the center of attention. REBECCA DAWSON: I’ve been in so much pain since that animal Jacinda put me through a table last week, but this really does brighten my spirits and reminds me that I’m the Excellence Champion and she will never take that away from me. BIANCA DAVIS: Of course, only the best for the Excellence Champion, and one of the Queens of Southside should always have the best. Ugh Mancinda don’t get me started on that animal and how they let her run around putting her hands on you. Don’t they know without you what do they have here? But tonight isn’t about that animal tonight is about you doll. And as my daddy always said anything for the Queen. She said with a loud laugh as she was wearing an expensive purple dress, with black Louboutin high heel pumps, and a Black Chanel handbag over her shoulder. VEEKA MANNS: Tonight is your night, enjoy every minute of it. Like Bianca says, only the best for the Excellence Champion. BIANCA DAVIS: Plus, tonight is going to be your night not only are we celebrating your birthday but we are going to bring Southside back under our control. REBECCA DAWSON: The both of you are in action tonight and I expect nothing but victories in both of your matches. Shouldn’t be too hard considering the competition. She feigns a yawn like she can’t even be bothered to stay awake as she thinks about their competition here tonight before she begins to laugh. REBECCA DAWSON: Macinda herself is in action too and I was thinking about having myself a front row seat to watch her struggle to move her swamp ass around the inside of the ring. BIANCA DAVIS: Plus give her a glimpse at what she will never ever be...A true queen and champion. But speaking of freaks Bill? Ugh this guy has been bugging me and harassing me all over twitter why I have been dealing with important things like spa days?! I need the hit the spa and after I beat him I am gonna need like ten showers at least. Bianca says shuddering just at the thought of that match. VEEKA MANNS: And I have a tag match again with that Lawless, he had best be on his toes, I don't need him losing this match for us... REBECCA DAWSON: I’m sure you have enough talent to carry him to a win here tonight. As for Bill? I don’t know what sewer he crawled out of, but it’s time for him to get flushed back down for good. Rebecca wrinkles her noses in disgust before she shakes her head, the smile appearing on her face once more as she glances at her Excellence Championship, and she focuses her attention over towards the table filled with presents. REBECCA DAWSON: I’m dying to find out what you girls bought me for my birthday! Bianca beams excitedly clapping her hands together As she hands a small pink wrapped box. As she smiles, inside was something very expensive that B thought would go great with Bex taste in clothing. BIANCA DAVIS: I know it looks small but girl trust me if anything I know is perfect gifts. Veeka pulls out a small blue box and smiles as she hands it to Rebecca. VEEKA MANNS: I wasn't sure what someone with your good taste would already have, so I got you something no one would hate to have more than one of... And if you don't already have one, now you do. Veeka winks and eagerly watches as Rebecca opens both of the boxes and feels completely overwhelmed by their generosity as she reveals the expensive jewelry given to her by Bianca and the key to an equally expensive brand new vehicle that Veeka has given to her. REBECCA: You girls are too much! I will definitely be making the most out of these gifts as I keep celebrating the fact that I will retain my Excellence Championship against Jacinda. BIANCA DAVIS: Like she has a chance, I mean she wouldn’t have to try and injure you if she did. But I better not see that geek Cali Kate because I got something special in store of her if she crosses my path costing me my match last week… Bianca rolls her eyes as she states that. REBECCA DAWSON: I know, she keeps thinking that she stands a chance, but we all know the truth. Although seeing that it IS my birthday celebration. A smile spreads on Rebecca’s face as she places her gifts down on the table. REBECCA DAWSON: How appropriate is it to have Jacinda be Southside’s Loser of the Week? Bianca beams with a smirk. BIANCA DAVIS: How fitting Mancinda Southsides loser of the week has a nice ring to it. REBECCA DAWSON: The biggest loser we have, so desperate to become Excellence Champion that she fails to realize that it is never going to become a reality. Especially not when I’m the Excellence Champion. She’s just still bitter that I outsmarted her in that match at Stranger Holds. Bianca memes a crying motion as she laughs. BIANCA DAVIS: So true, and the fact that they keep putting her in the place to challenge you for that title is laughable. Like, don’t they know you’re going to beat her each and every single time like its amusing to watch though. REBECCA DAWSON: It’s going to be real hilarious next week when I dash those dreams she has of becoming the Excellence Champion and tonight I’ll give her a reminder of just who holds that Championship in her hands. Rebecca smirks as she moves closer towards the table and starts to pick up some of the presents that are still unopened and begins to shake them around a bit as she feels the excitement building up again from having all of this attention. REBECCA DAWSON: Let’s open more of these girls, before you both go out there and win tonight, which will give us all even more reason to celebrate. BIANCA DAVIS: Right, I mean there are so many for the Excellence Champion and do we really need to grant these peons the pleasure of seeing you open your gifts? She said in a smug tone. --- VENOM FOR THE UNFORGIVEN ---The scene comes up backstage and we see a cup in the middle of four lit up candles. We see it bright enough that we see Bill Anderson standing there and looking at the camera. You can see that he's only wearing a vest on his upper body. He snarls and has a serious look on his face. "BLOODY" BILL ANDERSON Bianca Davis, the show hasn't become. But it will pretty soon. You see, we have a cup here and you're wondering what it's for. Well, let me tell you. He raises the cup and tilts if forward and there is nothing in there. "BLOODY" BILL ANDERSON As you can see, there is nothing in this cup. This cup is empty; hollow if you will. But see this cup will be full soon enough. But you ask, what is it? He sets the cup down and he leans down and you see him holding a viper snake and it makes a hissing sound. "BLOODY" BILL ANDERSON Did you know that Vipers are the ones with the deadly venom? Of course, you wouldn't know that. But as you can see, I have the love for these creatures and how they are outcast in the reptile race. You see, a snake hisses to defend itself from other animals. He pets the snake with his finger and slides it down its back and he smiles. "BLOODY" BILL ANDERSON Tonight Bianca, when we meet in that ring. I'm going to be the venom that injects you. You will know what fear is when we fight. You think you're hot shit cause you beat Sam Tolson. But you seem, Tolson is minor leagues compared to me. Tolson is nothing and she will always be nothing. Me, I'm someone. He smirks as he lowers the snake and put his mouth on the edge of the cup. The snake spills some venom into the cup and not hurting him. He then brings him up and kisses the snake on the head. "BLOODY" BILL ANDERSON Yes, daddy would never hurt you. No he won't. He put the snake back in his cage and looks at the camera again. "BLOODY" BILL ANDERSON In this cup holds the venom that will be presented you. Soon everything will be clear and you will know what fear is truly like. Davis, this is the Venom for the unforgiven and tonight, I'm gonna kick your head off your shoulders. He gets a chuckle as the scene fades to black. --- MATCH #1 --- BIANCA DAVIS VS. BILL ANDERSON --- STORY: The match begins with Bill making Bianca shudder with his slithering like movements and has her using the ropes, plus her shrieks to keep the freak away. Eventually Bianca gets dragged from the ropes with a handful of hair and takes a Bitch Slap which lets Bianca stomp on his foot and add a poke to the eye. Bianca takes to dominating the match after her hairpull backbreaker. Standing on Bill's heads with the ropes, or his back to pose before the crowd as above them all, especially Bill. Eventually Bill catches Bianca with a throat thrust while she's pulling him up and then a savvy stunning kick to her on the ropes. Bill comes into his element with his running shotgun dropkick that sends Bianca outside of the ring. Bill throws caution to the wind with Death Valley (Over the corner slingshot into a springboard moonsault to the outside). But on the outside, Bianca crawls under the ring and Bill pulls her foot. She fights it and Bill has to reach under the ring for a better grasp, but emerges from it holding his eyes in blinding pain while Bianca comes out and the hairspray bottle she uses is just visible to the fans, not the referee. Bianca takes a full advantage of Bill in this state with a thrash of revenge for his earlier moves and harassing her on Twitter. But Bill regains his eyesight and reverses a clothesline into a snap german suplex to leave both of them on the ring mat. Bill is first to his feet and tries to put away Bianca with a cradle DDT but looks visibly shocked when she kicks out. After a deadlift german suplex, he goes for his corkscrew shooting star press but lands on both of Bianca's knees and rolls out the ring. Outside, Bill pulls Bianca into the apron to bide him some time, Bianca rolls back in the ring while Bill slides into the corner a cage which freaks Bianca out when she sees it. The end comes with Bianca backing up into Bill's NEED TO FEED (Chokeslam backbreaker). POST MATCH: Just as Bill begins to try and feed Bianca a certain cup, the titantron lights up with his name on it, straying his attention. Fade in to misty blackness, a figure cast in shadow. It steps forward, revealing the stoic face of Arcane. His thick, golden Cuban Link chain glimmers in the dark. He deftly lights a cigarette, its billowing smoke adding to the obscurity of our view. ARCANE: Do you believe in the devil? Bill Anderson does. He believes in himself... He chuckles to himself. ARCANE: See, Bill Anderson believes he IS the devil, but the devil lives in all of us. We give him life in our sins: dishonesty, gluttony, wrath. The devil is an abstract concept which we conjure in our worst thoughts and actions. That's what I believe anyway. Bill presents a godlike posture, fashioning himself as a leader of men, but I'm not buying it. Cult leaders surround themselves with lackeys, yes men and followers to soothe their bloated egos, to use strength in numbers to achieve what they cannot do themselves. With a smirk, The Magnificent Bastard shrugs his shoulders. ARCANE: Now I'm done testing Jonathan Drake, I've been watching "Bloody" Bill, studying his body language, the tone of his voice. Tattoos don't make you bad, a nickname don't make the man. He grew up in Brooklyn and he's 23 - I swear it's been gentrified for the last decade - but I'm supposed to think he come from the slums or something? Nah, he's not devilish, let alone Lucifer. Bill's just gone all out on the aesthetics: the man bun, the sleeve, a threatening moniker. Window dressing if the heart is still weak... He trails off and lets the viewer reflect for a moment. ARCANE: If the devil exists, I want to dance. A Wrestling Development suits me just fine. Keep your diary free, Billy boy. With a final grin, Arcane steps back into the shadows as we fade out. --- TICKETS PURCHASEDISH ---From the actions of the last match, the scenery transitions to the backstage area of the Ocean Bank Convocation Center in Miami, Florida. Introduced to the general manager's office to the usual decorations such as the large wooden desk in the center, two plants in the corner with the Southside logo printed on the wall. The camera zooms out and entering into the picture is Maxie Smith currently on a phone call. She seemed definitely busy and concerned with some issues as she strokes a strand of her brunette hair away from her strong cheekbones. MAXINE SMITH Oh he's here? Him? I-I don't have him scheduled on the agenda whatsoever. This is oh so abrupt… security have seen him through? Direct him to my office then please, Lavender, and I will see what he's here for. It's not every so often a CWC Champion shows up to Southside.Wish me luck. She heard a knock on the door and put down the phone on the desk behind her. MAXINE SMITH Come in! Once she says that, the camera turns to the left and coming into the view is Andre Holmes dressed in a black suit with a light blue t-shirt under it complimented by the dark denim tight jeans and black dress shoes. He smiles and the audience watching it all happen explode to find the CWC United States Champion in Southside standing before Maxine with the belt over his right shoulder. MAXINE SMITH Welcome to Southside Wrestling. We're oh so glad you've stopped by, we didn't know you were coming. ANDRE HOLMES Yeah well, I was in the neighbourhood and figured I'd stop by. I actually wanted to talk business. Maxine leans back, her eyes narrow. MAXINE SMITH Business? ANDRE HOLMES Yeah, you have any more tickets left? MAXINE SMITH For this show? ANDRE HOLMES Southside Wrestling Presents: 'A Wrestling Development'. Maxie, once again, leaned back and looked around. She wasn't sure if saying the full name caught her off guard or the nonchalant posture and tone in his voice after barging in on the entire show never happened. Andre shrugged his shoulders and adjusted the belt in his hand. MAXINE SMITH I hope you don't find it rude me asking. But you came all this way for a ticket for our next Miami PPV? ANDRE HOLMES Yeah. She blinked more than she should have and looked in her first drawer before walking around to hand him a front row seat ticket. Andre took it in his hand, placed it inside his jacket pocket and smiled. ANDRE HOLMES Thanks. Now if you excuse me, I'm going to catering. I'm hungry as FUCK! Maxine jumped back from the sudden scream and watched him storm out on a hunger filled rampage. MAXINE SMITH I better make sure I make a double on the catering order. The camera fades to black. --- The Crossfit Thanos Pt. 1 ---Alex Burkhalter is at a local gym preparing for the big six man tag later tonight. Earlier in the day at a local crossfit gym Alex Burkhalter is seen showing off his incredible athletic ability and superior strength. He had drawn a crowd of others who were watching him work out in amazement and awe as he started curling 75 pound bells with tremendous ease. He does a quick set of 10 and gets a round of applause. As the crowd stopped clapping and spreaded out one set of hands still clapped… as the clapping got closer it slowed as Alex looked in the direction of who was still clapping where he saw fellow BLAST teammate Matt Stone with his Windy City championship belt around his waist because of course he takes it everywhere he goes. MATT STONE: Very good Alex. Strong man lift heavy bar. You’ve got a real knack for doing things that aren’t in any way practical to your profession. It’s borderline impressive on how you waste your time yet can still be effective. ALEX BURKHALTER: I'm sorry….can I help you? Oh wait...you're one of my opponents tonight...the guy that walks around carrying a championship from a company that closed down. Matt Stone right? Alex returned to his rapid fire chin ups knocking out a quick 10 before he drops down and stares at Stone. Matt laughs at that comment, one of those exaggerated fake laughs he’s known for. MATT STONE: Championship from that company that closed down, who writes your stuff? Everyone else on the planet? You think because the owner of that company didn’t know how to run a company that my accomplishments are any less relevant? You know who else thought that? Seth Lawless and now he’s Seth Winless so I’d be careful with how you dismiss me. That company, by the way? World famous for having these stupid 6 man tag matches so I’m a bit of an expert in this match type and I’m pretty confident I could lead a team of blow up dolls to a victor, let alone the two fine competitors I have by my side. Alex looked at Stone who was seriously standing there holding on to this defunct championship belt like he was a real champion. He grabbed a resistance cable and started pulling it. ALEX BURKHALTER: That's funny….I beat Seth Lawless also. Very first show for Southside too. See I've been here since day one. I've worked very….very hard to work my way up to get an opportunity to compete for a championship here. I look at you and sees guy who pretty much just got here walking around with a belt that is nothing more than a 10 pound gold paperweight. You remind me of Liam Gunn…..who thinks that he should be handed everything because he was successful somewhere else. Guys like you two look at a guy like me and think that because I just started out wrestling in this country that I'm some push over. Jesus….I can't wait to prove how wrong you both are. Alex pulls the cable out with ease as it tightens up. He takes a few deep breaths as he works the pectorals. MATT STONE: Yeah, cool story Bob. It doesn’t matter to me what country you started in, I didn’t start in America yet I’m miles ahead of you. You see, this title shows that I’m capable of being the best. It’s that simple. Whether or not you recognize it is beneath my notice. No, I’ve actually come to talk to you about that little twinkie you’ve been interacting with. You see, Karen is really looking for you to get our team more championship gold and I’ve seen my fair share of wrestlers lose their passion and desire when they start hanging out with the ring rats and for Karen’s sake, I thought I’d tell you man to man that you need to focus on the job and not on people like her. Understand? Alex starts pulling the cable faster and tighter as he stares down Stone. He smiles as he stops for a minute. ALEX BURKHALTER: Last time I checked I didn't interact with ring rats. And as far as me bring championship gold to our team it's kind of hard to do when all I get booked in are tag matches...six man tag matches...and when I do get a singles match there's always interference. If Karen is so concerned...she needs to get me the title match I have earned. Oh and it's none of your business there ….champ? Oh wait you're not. Do you sleep with that considering it's the same value as a blow up sex doll? Matt turned his head to the side for a second, observing Alex with his resistance cable and then down at his title. MATT STONE: I don’t know where you’re buying your dolls, but you’re getting ripped off Fam. But despite what you’re saying, maybe you don’t understand how teams work. Your title aspirations are just my business as they are yours. A win for you is a win for us as a team. So for all of our sake, what do you say you just pump the breaks on that floozy of yours and stop with this whole big strong man routine and focus on wrestling, eh? I mean, you’re going to lose tonight, but that’s because I’m better, plain and simple, but if you cut the whore lose you can start back on your winning ways next week, kay? Alex ignores Matt for a few seconds which irritates Stone a little. Alex stretches the resistance cable all the way out and holds it ALEX BURKHALTER: I'm not going to win a title for the team. I'm going to win it for the fans and for myself. I'm going to win it for my girlfriend Quinn because I want her to be proud of me. I'm not winning it for guys like you that carry dead company’s title bets around to leech onto me to ride my success because you're not having any. Just get ready for tonight kid….because I'm showing you I'm way more than a strong man. Matt reached down and undid the title belt and held it up in the air in front of Alex. MATT STONE: Hey dummy, this title means more than anything you’ve ever done. It’s the measuring stick for all wrestlers and yes, I realize you grew up fighting people at the age of whatever the fuck back where ever they let skinheads live, but here championships make the wrestler and I have one right here. I’ve held several others in my career and I plan on holding more. You have nothing to your name but some tartlette that’s going to soon realize that she’s with someone who can’t provide for her and she’ll go running off to the next man to flash a bicep and make an awkward line on Twitter. You want to be something in this business, you have to give all you have to it, not half ass it. Maybe tonight I can do our team and Karen a favour and beat some sense into you. Alex stares down Matt as his last comments sent a shot of anger through him. The resistance cable literally snaps in two from the strength from Burkhalter. Stone looks at Burkhalter and the in two pieces resistance cable as he backs away a little. ALEX BURKHALTER: We'll see about that. Oh...and you mention one more thing about Quinn…..Karen will have to replace you because I will snap you in half quicker than you can blick little man. So try me. Stone puts up his hands to calm down the angry Swiss Thanos as he decides it's time to leave. Proud of how he got under Alex’s skin, Stone leaves the gym and Burkhalter who was now raging pure anger. Alex begins his workout again. This time with more vigor and assertiveness as the scene ends. --- WEBSTRUCK ---Backstage in the interview area, guest interviewer Mimi stands in the backstage area with a microphone in her hands, wearing a royal blue blouse with some black shorts on. MIMI: Hey, girls and guys. I’m back here in Miami where I’ve got this guy to interview, you may have heard of him. Webby. You’re on. She says to the left as Adam comes on. ADAM WEBB: Yeah, thanks for having me on here. MIMI: My first question for you tonight, Adam. No pressure, but as the High Roller champion outside of Southside, your other shoulder must be lonely?. ADAM WEBB: Well, it’s not going to be lonely for long. My eyes have been set on gold since I joined Southside and my ambition to reach that gold has only increased since I got cheated out of it the first go around. I just have to rid this place of Atti Valentine first and then I’m going to continue on my quest for gold. Mimi blinks, surprised MIMI: Woah. Was that a challenge to Atti? Adam shakes his head and laughs. ADAM WEBB: He knows I’m coming for him. He can’t shit talk all he has and interject himself into my stuff like he has and not expect me to come for his head. MIMI: Yeah. He had some choice words for you that one time. But presently you've got your hands full with Jonathan Drake tonight. What are your thoughts about facing him? ADAM WEBB: I wouldn’t say my hands are full with him, Jonathan Drake is a great competitor but he’s not on my level. I’m the leading man of Southside. I’m putting this company on my back and putting it on the map. MIMI: You know Max mentioned that ‘leading man’ thing at dinner one night. For all the Southside viewers and rosters, care to share what you mean by that moniker? He chuckles a bit. ADAM WEBB: It means I’m the star here, I’m the main attraction and that I’m the face of this company. I’ve proved it time and time again in the ring and out. When it comes to Southside? I’m the obvious leader. Mimi looks at the camera curiously inviting the audience to think about that idea. MIMI: I see what you mean. She then takes a little sharp inhale. MIMI: And how are things going with you personally? He shakes his head. ADAM WEBB: That’s irrelevant Mimi. MIMI: I'm just saying...that it is a whirlwind to go through before a match. No worries of it impacting your match performance tonight and at the PPV? He smirks and leans in. ADAM WEBB: Nothing impacts my… performance. MIMI: If you say so. She nods and changes hands with the microphone. MIMI: Actually. I wanted to know why you call your finisher the Wicked Webbs. ADAM WEBB: It’s a wordplay on my name and that it’s a wicked move… Not much more. MIMI: I would have gone with something Venom inspired. The cool symbiote from Spider-Man. No idea what though. ADAM WEBB: I’m always growing and expanding my move sets so who knows maybe I’ll have one when Venom inspired eventually… But as of right now I’m happy with what I have. MIMI: Woah woah woah, if you do have one inspired…you should give me some credit for giving you the idea. ADAM WEBB: Maybe I will. He winks at her. Mimi smirks it off and taps her head, realising something. MIMI: I remember now. I wanted to ask you about working two places like this soon to be Crescent City Cup holder and undefeated in NVR. She means herself. He shrugs. ADAM WEBB: I guess it’s nice. MIMI: A little quiet there, Webster. If I was high roller champ in one company, sights set on another title in the other, I'd be buzzing. ADAM WEBB: I guess I just have a little bit more composure than you do don’t I. MIMI: Maybe in front of the camera. I'm pretty sure he does a happy dance daily when we're not looking, viewers. Mimi says to the camera ADAM WEBB: I bet you’d enjoy seeing that huh? Am I excited and happy that I’m a champion? Damn right I am, but I’m also a professional. MIMI: Check the clubs out then tonight and you may see… She grabs his shoulder to almost present Adam to the audience, a little shake added in. MIMI: This guy doing a happy dance. He lets out a small sigh. ADAM WEBB: No. Mimi mouths yes and nods to the camera, then acts straight faced when he looks at her, quickly changing topic. MIMI: Thank you for taking the time, good luck out there against Jonathan Drake. She says shaking his hand. MIMI: And against my cousin too. He chuckles. ADAM WEBB: I appreciate it. He says giving Mimi a quick fist bump and heads on his way. --- MATCH #2 --- ATTI VALENTINE VS. ANGEL TORRES --- STORY: Atti against Angel appears to be a hard fought fight. Neither star hold any punches as Angel headbutts Atti into a powerslam he tries to win off or Atti getting a kick to the back of the knee for a bulldog and reminds Angel of who he is with trash talk. Both men trade the baton of offence often, Angel trying to put away Atti with pins allows Atti to get in some tight chokes to open Atti a chance to get on offence. Likewise, Angel gets in a heavy handed strike or slam on Atti when he catches him. But the match spills outside the ring when Atti comes face to face with Kelly, a blonde and it's a moment that brings out a little pent up frustration for Atti on Angel with some knees to the ribs and punches to the back but he tries to win off a count out by ramming Angel's head off the steps. To his disappointment, Angel rolls back in and gets both a physical lashing with Atti's boot but verbal one as Atti trash talks him until made to back up by the referee. The end comes with Angel Torres managing to turn Atti's running dropkick into a big blackhole slam, then a devastator purely necessary to make sure Atti wouldn't kick out. --- OLD FACES ---The cameras fixate on the concrete arena floor, microphone straining to pick up the sound of footsteps slowly getting louder. A pair of purple converse shoes drawing closer to the camera as it pans up to reveal a very casually dressed, almost incognito, Katie Keller. Her recent signing with Global Wrestling’s [R]evolution Pro already making waves, and now she’s backstage in her current hometown of Miami in Ocean Bank. She removes her sunglasses, taking in the scenery around her before a voice calls out off screen. : Katie?! The camera pans over and catches CJ Cross, rapidly closing the distance between him and Katie. KATIE KELLER: CJ! Hey man, long time no see. CJ motions at both Katie and the surrounding backstage area, putting two and two together as he notices her employee badge clipped to the hem of her shirt. CJ CROSS: I thought I saw you sign with [R]evolution, what are you doing here? Don’t get me wrong, I’m not MAD about it, but.. Katie laughs and shrugs her shoulders, a smile staying plastered across her face. KATIE KELLER: I don’t have any no-compete clause. Besides… I live here in Miami, why not spread my wings? See what’s out there? It looks like it’s worked out for you. You’ve improved a lot since I last saw you at XWF. CJ nods and shoots Kate a double thumbs up. CJ CROSS: Opportunities left and right, baby! I’m getting recognized everywhere, it’s great! KATIE KELLER: It’s a fun wave to ride while it lasts - don’t let it get to your head though. The bigger the high, the farther it is when you come down. Connor groans, dropping his head dramatically and giving Katie a knowing look. CJ CROSS: I knowwww… last week wasn’t exactly my best work. He winces, remembering the hard shot that took him off his feet and into the the turnbuckle pad. CJ CROSS: It's hard to not take losing personally you know? Kate nods understandingly, a heavy sigh dropping from her lips. KATIE KELLER: Don’t I know it… but hey, if you need an ear to vent just lemme know. I know a thing or two about losing. She chuckles and CJ looks unsure as to whether or not he should join in with Katie’s self-deprecating humor or not. Luckily for him, the decision is irrelevant as Katie’s phone starts to make a shrill pinging sound. KATIE KELLER: I’ve gotta run, I’ve got a meeting to get to with Maxine. Time to find my place here, I guess? I’ll see you around? Before CJ can even respond, Katie is off toward the front office with a determined stride. CJ CROSS: Uh.. Yeah. See ya? He pauses, wondering why he’s just answered her as she’s walking away already. Instead he just smirks, a lingering glance in the direction she left in before he turns and heads down the opposite direction as the camera fades off to end the scene. |
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--- BLASTFUL EVENING --- We come in on the Windy City Champion, yes that’s a real thing, Matt Stone walking down the hallways on his phone, seemingly speaking to his new agent. MATT STONE: Yeah I’m here, next time maybe try booking a driver who knows how to change a flat tire. Or, better yet, someone who knows that potholes aren’t a personal game of how many can I hit in a row. Or, even more perfect, pick me up yourself. He’s clearly not in the best of moods right now and his face sinks when he sees Brent Koleman standing just up ahead with a smile on his face. MATT STONE: Oh for fuck sake...no, not you Talie. That idiot is just standing there looking at me. No, not the driver...this ...oh nevermind, I’ll see you soon Matt hangs up the phone and puts the device in his pocket. MATT STONE: Well if it isn’t little boy blue, the teamless wonder, shouldn’t you be hitting on people and then blowing your own horn somewhere? BRENT KOLEMAN:: Shouldn’t you be defending your title? Brent lets out a chuckle. BRENT KOLEMAN:: So, when am I getting a shot at that? Brent tries to grab at the title on Matt’s shoulder, but Stone backs away from him. MATT STONE: A shot? At my title? Are ya havin’ a laugh, mate? Matt tries an English accent but it sounds more Russian than anything else. MATT STONE: You haven’t earned a shot at my title, you haven’t earned the opportunity to look at my title after you stole it like a petty theft. Brent looks at Matt trying to piece together his words. BRENT KOLEMAN:: Well, if you defended your title, I wouldn’t need to borrow it. MATT STONE: Defend it? I defend this championship when I have a worthy challenger, not a worthless one! BRENT KOLEMAN:: Don’t mean to toot my own horn, but! Brent makes a motion like he has a horn. BRENT KOLEMAN:: Toot, toot! I am a really good wrestler who has my foot in many wrestling pools, so that’d make me worthy to kick your teeth down your throat and take that title! Matt looks at him for a second, eyebrow raised MATT STONE: So you have your foot in many pools, and with that same foot you’re going to kick my teeth down my throat? Wow, that’s some balance you’ve got there. BRENT KOLEMAN:: You don’t know how many times I've seen Karate Kid in my life! Brent crane kicks the air. Karen walks into the frame of things, edging her neck out of the way, bracing herself in the event Brent was just starting a fight. KAREN LANGLEY: You're not here starting a fight, right? BRENT KOLEMAN:: I wasn’t miss, just showing my mate, Matt, some stuff! Brent keeps a smile on his face. Karen brings his name up on her iPad. KAREN LANGLEY: Matthew is a good commodity to the BLAST team, and I'm available today to have that meeting with your manager as well. She says towards Matt. KAREN LANGLEY: We have a couple things to discuss. Don't be late. . MATT STONE: Agent! He corrected her, not wanting to give Natalie a bigger title than she needed. He wasn’t even looking at Brent anymore, just Karen. MATT STONE: And I won’t be, we can talk about who’d be a good person to defend my title against, can you believe this loser thinks he deserves a shot at it? BRENT KOLEMAN:: I believe the proper term is nuisance not loser! KAREN LANGLEY: ACTUALLY. I believe the term to properly define Matt is Champion. She quips back to Brent just to cut the jabs between them dead and emphasise her opinion, before turning to Matt and types into her iPad. KAREN LANGLEY: Bring the championship too. Don't let this one steal it again. Please. BRENT KOLEMAN:: This one? This one has a name! MATT STONE: I don’t go anywhere without it, and there’s no way he’s ever going to touch this again. Brent lays a finger on Matt’s belt while his head is turned. Stone pulls it away when he notices. MATT STONE: Hey! Don’t touch that you peasant! KAREN LANGLEY: When you win the belt against Matt you can touch it. But, right now, Matt is, what was it, undefeated with his new agent. BRENT KOLEMAN:: So you’re saying I’m getting a shot at Matt’s belt? KAREN LANGLEY: Not tonight. At the Wrestling Development PPV, we'll see you two face off in a Championship bout. Seeing as Keiran has dominated the picks for the Parkcore and Excellence title, we'll make a title that's just increasingly marketable. But that's all I can say for now until my meeting. BRENT KOLEMAN:: Oh yes! Finally! MATT STONE: Wait, what? HIM?!? How are you going to give him a title match? He’s done nothing but show he’s no better than those peasants that buy tickets to sit out there! BRENT KOLEMAN:: Don’t go against the lady! It’s her choice! KAREN LANGLEY: As a champion, Matthew, I expect you to be able to “Shut People Up” She amends his little catch phrase, meaning to put challengers in their place and brushes past the pair on her way to the staff office. Brent laughs at Matt and walks off. Matt turns around to where Karen is walking to put up a protest. MATT STONE: But...but... His words portray why he’s struggling to put a sentence together and before he can get passed it, she’s gone around the corner and he’s left with a title defense the following week. --- MATCH #3 --- JACINDA BRODY VS. NICK SANDERS --- STORY: Jacinda, as the bell starts, is strayed by Rebecca coming down ringside, which makes Jacinda turn into a big boot and Nick trying to get the win but she busts out of the pin. Nick's height and powerhouse style does get the better of Jacinda in the opening, which Bex takes a swift little delight in watching from the stage. An impactful move is when Jacinda does do a back elbow and tries for a springboard crossbody, which is caught and dropped into Game Over (Strongman Slam). Jacinda rolls to the ropes after she kicks out. But, when she's whipped into the corner later, she fights out of the corner with a headbutt to Nick's chest, followed by another and another, then a stomp on the knee so Jacinda can strike with hers. Once she has Nick on the floor, Jacinda doesn't necessarily let him up and locks in a series of wear down submission moves, often looking to Bex to send her a message too. Nick's third rope break to Jacinda's fujiwara armbar leaves Jacinda with one choice to hit a meteora. But Nick catches her to the crowd's surprise and looks to finish him with his Limitbreak (Overhead Falling Powerbomb). Jacinda struggles and succeeds to escape, running off the ropes and dropkicks Nick's leg out from under him. She tries to hit her Sin City Stretch (Elevated Boston Crab) when Nick proves too big and strong to turn over and she holds her back as she hits the corner. The end comes with Jacinda avoiding the corner splash and finishes Nick with her straight jacket lungblower for the win. POST MATCH:As Jacinda's arm is raised, Bex feels the need to raise up her title and let the pair stair down as victor and champion. After the pairing have left, Callum O'Malley shows up to a negative reaction and goes to jump Nick. But this time, Nick is ready and big boots him into the ropes before Nick clotheslines Callum out and commands the ring as his, daring Callum to take another try. Callum refuses and steps back. Telling Nick he'll see him at the PPV. --- TEAM MISCOMMUNICATION ---Alex Burkhalter walks into the building with his girlfriend Quinn Jacobs. He whispers something to her as she smiles and nods. They kiss each other as they for now go their separate ways. Alex starts walking more briskly amd comes to the door of Karen Blast. He doesn't even knock and just walks right in catching Karen by surprise KAREN LANGLEY: Hello. She says to Alex as he ducks down slightly to get into the office. KAREN LANGLEY: To what do I owe the pleasure? Alex sits down without even being invited to as he looks at Karen ALEX BURKHALTER: We have a little bit of a situation. I am having a huge problem with a teammate who is overstepping his place. So I came to speak to the team leader about it. Is that alright? KAREN LANGLEY: Of course. Who's causing you issues? Alex leans in and looks at her. ALEX BURKHALTER: Well that's the thing. I'm not sure you will do anything about it considering it's the face of your energy drink campaign….which if I may offer you advice...you need a way bigger star than him to promote and sell your shit. Alex leans back and looks at Karen trying to read her reaction. She takes a moment to address things. KAREN LANGLEY: Hmm… so who do you suggest? Alex just smirks...he was trying to make a point over what he might do tonight. ALEX BURKHALTER: Well...let me make it a little more clear. The next time your poster boy Matt Stone says anything about my girlfriend again….you won't have a choice in having to change the face of your beverage brand. Because...well I'll let you put two and two together. You're a smart girl. Between him and Gunn….I'm just...done with everything. These people who walk into Southside that think they should have everything handed to them while guys like me show up and work hard each and every week since day 1. KAREN LANGLEY: I agree. You have worked hard and you're the only one in my team who has a confirmed title shot. think you have something those who you've mentioned don't have. Am I wrong? ALEX BURKHALTER: Yeah...I am. So maybe you should give Stone some advice about poking the bear. I didn't earn this shot for him..or this team. And when I win whatever championship I go for it's not going to be for him...or for this team. Just keep your chosen one occupied with selling your drinks. Let me take care of the getting it done in the ring part. Alex stood up taking a deep breath as he looks at Karen. She crosses her legs, tapping her index fingers together. KAREN LANGLEY: We’ll see if you two can't settle your differences tonight in the ring. I mean, either way the Blast team gets a win. What side will you be on, Alex? Alex was about to walk out but stops. ALEX BURKHALTER: The side I've been on since day 1. Maybe you should go ask the attention whore of the group that question before you ask me. Alex leaves her office and heads to the locker room. --- MATCH #4 --- ADAM WEBB VS. JONATHAN DRAKE --- STORY: As the match begins, Adam Webb starts out with some quite impressive fast paced strikes that daze Jonathan, who expected a lock up. Adam attempts to get an early win with a few roll ups from his high flying arsenal, even a springboard la magistral. But when Adam tries to use the tights and gets caught, Jonathan knocks Webb into the corner with a headbutt and softens him up by a running knee strike to do a spinning neckbreaker for a near fall. Adam fights back to his feet with some punches to Jonathan's abdomen until Jonathan replies with his enziguri and then freely picks up Adam into his torture rack neckbreaker for another near fall. Adam's next comeback is halted by a shining wizard and Jonathan getting closer and closer to the win. But when Adam starts firing with a few punches to the head and a big one on the heart, he gets enough space to hit Jonathan with The Punch Line (Roaring Elbow) and sets up a few strong kicks to Jonathan's chest while he's on his knees. Jonathan does duck the one meant for Jonathan's head and does a desperation reverse cutter to try and put Adam away, heartbroken when it doesn't. The end comes with Adam Webb being set up for a top rope neckbreaker but, in that predicament, he pushes himself off Jonathan to sit up on the top rope. Jonathan does get a corner enziguri and goes for a superplex but Adam's flurry of punches and an elbow finally send Jonathan down so Adam can finish with the Wicked Webs (Springboard Shooting Star Press). POST MATCH: Adam does spend his win in the ring but casually comes face to face with Atti on the titantron. Atti getting into his car and the park spot that is supposed to be reserved for Adam Webb has been casually crossed out in black spray paint, underneath reading "I Accept". A message sent that Atti intends to erase Adam from Southside, and accepts his challenge. |
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--- ONE WEEK ---Backstage, traversing the halls on the way to her locker room after her match, Jacinda Brody is caught by the tech Lavender, whose presence in Southside seems to be ever-growing. LAVENDER: Jacinda… Jacinda. The poor tech has to speed walk to catch up with Brody, who doesn’t seem to want to stop to talk to her. Lavender’s tenacity pays off though, and she’s able to fall in line beside the future Excellence Champion. JACINDA BRODY: What? Jacinda snaps the question, but stops, folding her arms across her chest. JACINDA BRODY: Come to deliver another memo from Keiran? After a moment of recovery, Lavender shakes her head. LAVENDER: No, nothing like that. First, congratulations on your victory. I was just hoping… Knowing where this is going, Jacinda interrupts. JACINDA BRODY: You wanted a sound bite about my match next week. You want to know what’s on my mind heading into A Wrestling Development and my shot at the Excellence Championship. Lavender just nods. JACINDA BRODY: That’s easy, Lavender, because there’s only one thing on my mind. Winning. I’ve been working my ass off, putting in as much time at Sin City Combat as I can, working with as many different trainers as I can get. The Excellence Championship has been around the wrong waist for too long, and it’s time I put an end to that. This time it’s just going to be me and her. There won’t be anyone else for her to pull off the same stunt she did before. I’m going to wear her down, and I may just break her damn arm. The young tech nods, looking abashed, and tries to decide what else she might ask without drawing Jacinda’s ire. LAVENDER: Are you at all worried about the others she’s aligned herself with, the so-called “Queens of Southside?” Unfolding her arms, Jacinda takes a step closer to Lavender. Not threatening, simply intense. JACINDA BRODY: Not. At. All. If they want to stick their botched nose jobs where they don’t belong, I’ll just break their arms too. LAVENDER: If I might ask… Why did you leave team Keiran? Cinda gives a derisive little laugh at that. JACINDA BRODY: Because, Lavender, I don’t abide liars. When I was out there looking for a team, he rained down the promises to try to get me to come to his. And he didn’t keep a single one of them. All he wanted was to use my skill in the ring and the power of my name to benefit himself. That’s all he’s doing with the rest of them, too. Ask yourself, what has he really done for any of them? Nothing. He throws out empty compliments to stroke egos and kiss ass, but at the end of the day… they’re just words, and they’re drowned out by his utter lack of action. In this business, no one looks out for you but your own damn self. So that’s what I’m doing. Having answered all the questions she cares to, Jacinda turns and leaves Lavender standing there so that she can finish heading back to her locker room to get changed. --- AND MY DEBUT IS HERE! ---The lights darken in the Ocean Bank Convocation Center as the fans await in anticipation of what’s to come. JAS: JAS. FOX: Fox. CLARISSA CLAIRE: The Second Generation Luchadora. JAS, FOX & CLARISSA CLAIRE: TRIPLE TROUBLE! A purple spotlight appears on the left side of the entranceway and in it is standing Jas. A maroon spotlight appears on the right side of the entranceway and we see Fox standing in it. Finally, a red spotlight appears in the middle of the entranceway and in the middle of it is the second generation wrestler herself, Clarissa Claire. The three best friends strut to the ring confidently and stop as they reach the ring steps. Clarissa points to the referee who is standing at ringside and orders him over to assist them getting into the ring. The referee does as he is told and helps Fox, Jas, and then Clarissa up the ring steps. The three women then step under the middle rope at the same time and march to the center of the ring. They reach raise their right hands and touch them together in the center of the ring with smiles on their faces. Clarissa then walks over to the ring ropes and shouts ‘THREE MICS’ to the referee. The man in the pin stripes secures three microphones and hands them through the ropes to the three young women. Clarissa taps on the microphone. CLARISSA CLAIRE: Do we have your attention yet? The fans are unsure whether to boo or cheer the Miami native as she taps the microphone harder, giving off a more annoying pop of static this time. CLARISSA CLAIRE: I SAID...do we have your attention yet? CLARISSA CLAIRE: You guys don’t have to speak up at once! JAS: Girls, I think the matches before Ris’ put ‘em to sleep. Let’s wake ‘em up. The three young women all three continuously tap on their microphones, sending the static noise throughout the entire building enough to annoy the audience into booing them finally. CLARISSA CLAIRE: Good, now we have your attention. So, all week on Twitter I’ve been telling you guys that in my debut, I’m facing a wrestler unlike anyone else you have ever seen in Southside. I can’t lie, I’m nervous. Are you girls nervous? Clarissa looks to her two besties. JAS: Nervous that you’ll beat them back into nonexistence. Jas cockily flips her raven medium length hair over her shoulders while Fox nods her head, trying to kill her slight laughter so that she can speak. JAS: I’m more anxious to see you shine like you were born to do, to be honest. CLARISSA CLAIRE: Yeah, you’re right. Why would I be nervous when as Fox said, I was BORN to do this? Let’s get one thing clear, my mom might be a legend in Mexico as one of the premiere athletes of the ring for the last twenty years, but her and I are very different. While she’s comfortable being a legend, I’m going to change the game, with my girls of course. Tonight, Triple Trouble is going to show you what we’re ALL about. Fox and Jas nod their heads and then pose next to Clarissa who wears an arrogant smirk on her face. CLARISSA CLAIRE: Now, bring out this hyped up guy or girl and lemme show the world how I get down. Clarissa, Jas, and Fox simultaneously drop their microphones to the ring mat as the referee slides into the ring and discards of them. He helps the two young women out of the ring as a scrawny man in bright blue wrestling tights stands at the top of the entranceway. He begins walking towards the ring with no music playing him out. Jas and Fox point at the pale, pasty competitor who steps into the ring. Clarissa meanwhile is in her corner, eyeing him up, putting on the theatrics by pretending to bite her nails. The ring announcer introduces Clarissa, and the unknown, scrawny man as David Michaels. --- MATCH #5 --- CLARISSA CLAIRE with JAS & FOX VS. DAVID MICHAELS --- STORY: The match begins with Clarissa Claire meeting David in the middle of the ring. Claire begins jawing at him until the unknown wrestler pushes the brash second generation wrestler, stumbling her. Clarissa’s jaw drops as Jas and Fox quickly begin shouting at David who turns around to face them. Big mistake. Clarissa uses the distraction to charge at David and hit a dropkick that drops the man to the mat, chest first. Clarissa begins to show some of her latina flare as she begins stomping his back repeatedly. David crawls towards the ropes and reaches his hand towards them. The fans cheer him on as he grabs the bottom rope and the referee steps in between Clarissa and David. Clarissa lifts both hands into the air as David attempts to pull himself up with the ropes, but Jas pulls David’s head down across the bottom rope, choking him as Clarissa has the referee distracted. The fan’s cheers for David quickly turn to boos as Triple Trouble bends the rules early on. Jas lets go of David as the referee turns around. David makes it to his knees before being taken down by a well-placed spin kick to the chest. Clarissa excitedly makes a cover but only picks up a two count. She glares at the ref and tells him to count faster next time before picking David up by his long, dirty blonde hair. She pushes him into the corner and then takes a few steps back. Clarissa then charges back towards the corner and hits a cartwheel into a back elbow, showing off her athleticism. Michaels crumbles to the mat again and Clarissa goes for another pinfall attempt but again gets a two count. Clarissa stands up, frustrated and puts her boot against the head of Michaels arrogantly, but he grabs her leg and lifts it up, hitting a suplex variation on her! The fans rise to their feet as the move seems to have did a number on the second generation luchadora. She slowly gets to her feet, holding her back, pain etched on her face as David hooks her leg again and this time hits a bridging suplex with a pin but Jas and Fox are on the ring apron, talking to the referee. The fans count out to three out loud but the referee is out of position because of the distraction. David breaks the pin and walks over towards Jas and Fox which gives Clarissa time to recover. The end comes with Claire standing up and gets her head back in the game before charging towards the distracted opponent. She wraps her arms around him from behind and locks in her mom’s famous coquina clutch submission ‘Monterrey Meltdown’, which she has rechristened as the ‘Miami Meltdown’. She falls to her back with the hold locked in and David has no choice but to tap out, awarding Clarissa Claire victory in her debut. POST MATCH: Clarissa releases the hold and pushes David away from her with a look of disgust on her face. Jas and Fox enter the ring and help Clarissa up as she is announced as the winner of the match. Triple Trouble then each place a foot on the chest of David as they raise their hands into the air again above him with smiles on their faces. --- SING THEM HUNGOVER BLUES ---That familiar sound of a Zippo lighter flipped open, sizzling tobacco and a draw of breath echoes out over the masses. The heathens in Miami make themselves known as they cheer and chant while the majority of the crowd boos the crazed country rebel and, he didn't leave anyone waiting long. After a cheap victory over CJ Cross last week, following weeks of taunting and sending one henchman, two henchmen, three? No, this week, Johnny Matthews was heading down to the ring. His face is shadowed under the brim of his Stetson fedora, eyes hidden behind blacked-out Aviators and a hand-rolled cigarette was pinched in his crooked, yellow smile. He flipped ashes about as he hadn't stopped jaw-jacking with the fans since he drifted out from behind the curtain onto the stage. Now, he was idling down the ramp, to the beat of Dallas Moore’s “Dark Horse Rider”. He's wearing a pair of Harley¤Davidson Badlands tucked under a pair of heavily-patched jeans; on his left knee, a large patch depicting Johnny Cash flipping the middle finger salute. Under his signature vest, a limited-edition “Celeste is Awesome” prestige white T-shirt. At ringside, he ascends then steel steps, wipes his boots on the apron; then, he ducks through the top and middle ropes, entering the ring. Taking post in the center, he pulls a microphone from his rear left jean’s pocket and raised it to his shaded glare. JOHNNY MATTHEWS: For those too broke to pay attention… Matthews pauses to allow their boos, rolling his eyes and mocking their chants. JOHNNY MATTHEWS: It's okay. That's fine. This is normal. Matthews conducts the chorus of boos with both hands and a Cheshire grin. JOHNNY MATTHEWS: I told you that you wouldn't always like me ...BUT! I'll tell you fucking what, you've made more noise in the last four minutes than you have any time Flyboy has come out here whining and throwing his tantrums. He just can't get over losing to this old fucker, fair and square, at Stranger Holds. The boos get a bit louder as the fans know it was not as fair and square as he makes it out to be. Matthews threw open his vest as he continued. JOHNNY MATTHEWS: Do you like my shirt? I got it for witnessing a weiner eating contest where, apparently, “Celeste is AWESOME!” I mean, they made a fucking shirt for this sausage eating champion. See how white this thi… Before Johnny can finish, the sound of CJ Cross's theme music begins to play around the arena. The fans boos turn to cheers as CJ wastes no time to get to the ring. JOHNNY MATTHEWS: Whoa there, Flyboy; I ain't here to fight ...tonight. CJ backs up and heads on over to grab a microphone. CJ CROSS: That's always your bit, but not tonight, Old Man. We are both right here, in the ring, and there's a referee. JOHNNY MATTHEWS: Not happening, Cross. CJ shakes his head a bit knowing this crap needs to be put to an end right here and now. CJ CROSS: You know what I am done playing this game Johnny. JOHNNY MATTHEWS: You already agreed, you know; after you threatened to get my new shirt all bloody. CJ CROSS: It is no secret how badly I want another match with you. How badly I want to take you out… JOHNNY MATTHEWS: You're going to get your ass kicked again, no worries. Let's just get some shit straight. At “A Wrestling Development”, before either of us can go for a pin or submission, the other has to bleed. CJ CROSS: Fine! I can't wait to bust you open. JOHNNY MATTHEWS: You ain't got it in you, Cross. You're gonna be singing them Hungover Blues while I pin you in pools of your blood. CJ CROSS: It won't be going down like that, Gramps. JOHNNY MATTHEWS: Sure it will and, who knows, maybe your girlfriend will sign my shirt afterward. Hearing Matthews mention Celeste makes CJ’s blood boil over, but as he tries to go after Johnny, security and officials flood the ring and keep the two separated. While CJ clearly wants to take Matthews’ head off, Johnny taunts and mocks as the feed cuts to commercial. --- MATCH #6 --- BRANDI & FALLON REID VS. SETH LAWLESS & VEEKA MANNS --- STORY: Despite the week, Fallon is into her comfort zone in the ring and against her opponent, she's very quick at taking him down with an arm drag or leg trip before applying a hold. Seth's rage from last week carries over as he shoves Fallon off aggressively into the ropes but can't quite hit her when she bounces back, letting Fallon hit a dropkick, a hurricanrana, an arm drag and a flying forearm, all from a springboard. Fallon tags in Brandi as the pair manage a suplex on Seth but when they duck Seth's clothesline, Veeka grabs hold of Brandi's hair and slams her to the mat while Fallon goes into Seth for his Detroit is Burning (pop-up powerbomb) which he delights in too much that Brandi recovers to hit her Running Single Leg Dropkick for a near fall. Brandi tags back in Fallon later on and the pair keep their team effective, if it wasn't for Veeka coming in with a double chop block and lets Seth hit a double ddt on the girls. He pins both of them despite Brandi not being the legal girl in the ring, but the pair kick out. Seth becomes quite adamant about getting a pin over Fallon with a few moves to her, all followed up by pins which Fallon kicks out of. When he finds himself in need of a breather, he tags in Veeka and she takes her time with Fallon. Where Seth was eager to put her away, Veeka's offence is to make the champion remember this match and Veeka as a looming threat to her belt. A cutter and a pedigree fail to put Fallon away, and it's Veeka's quick jab to Brandi, knocking her off the apron that allows Fallon an opening for a small package. Seth comes in during it and still tries to get a lick in, stopped by the referee but it opens Veeka to try and cheat against Fallon with the ropes. Fallon slips out of her grasp before the foot can come down and after two forearms, with the referee coming back into the match, he spots Fallon's tag. Brandi comes in with such hustle to knock Veeka down with a haymaker, and then one for Seth before trying to win the match up off her finisher On the Rocks (Snap DDT) but Seth Lawless just runs along the side of the ring to get Veeka's foot on the rope in time. The end comes with a tag to Seth. Veeka gets taken out by Fallon. Seth knocks her out of the ring afterwards with his Check Yo Teeth (Dropkick to the face) and finally reverses Brandi's charge into a second Detroit is Burning (Pop Up Powebomb). POST MATCH:Seth goes outside to try and get some more damage on Fallon. The champion pushes him off and with some nimble dodges, she gets on the apron to dropkick Seth into the barricade. Veeka comes in to stand up for her partner but with Brandi by Fallon's side, she plays it smart and exits with Seth to not risk it. --- LOADING UP A COIN ---Backstage in Karen’s office, she is currently talking inaudibly with a familiar face in Dolton Reed before a knock at her open door. The geekette Cali-Kate appears at the door. She sees Dolton and Karen as she stops at the door. CALI-KATE: Sorry, am I interrupting.. But Karen welcomes her in with a hand gesture. KAREN LANGLEY: No, come in. I was about to send someone to fetch you. As Cali-Kate comes into the room, Karen takes herself a seat behind her desk. KAREN LANGLEY: I wanted to talk to you about your title intention. Since you have managed to run through a few of those Queens of Southside, I’d say you’re almost there for an Excellence Title shot. CALI-KATE: Almost? Aren’t you tired of the tiara tirade or Jacinda barging her way into things? Dolton then chimes in nodding in agreement. DOLTON REED: I don’t see Kate acting like them, she’s a different breed of character KAREN LANGLEY: I couldn’t agree more.. Kate nods a little modestly. KAREN LANGLEY: That is why I think you should be judging not only her character, but her quality as a competitor. She looks over to Dolton as she says this before turning her attention to the pair of them. KAREN LANGLEY: I really want one of Team BLASTs members holding championship gold this summer and that’s why I think this match will be a good chance to see just how much of a contender quality...you both are. CALI-KATE: You already know I am, I got myself into the Stranger Holds four-way. CALI-KATE: And I could show Dolton the ropes.. DOLTON REED: That’s kind of you. But now there’s potentially a title shot, this won’t be a friendly contest. --- The Crossfit Chronicles Pt.2 ---Alex Burkhalter is at a local gym preparing for the big six man tag later tonight where he is having a hard time with his workout.[/b]Alex Burkhalter was continuing his workout from earlier in the day. He was still rather irritated from his encounter with Matt Stone from earlier amd Alex was punching a heavy bag to vent out the frustration. He was mummering under his breath as the more he thought about it…..about how Karen and his team expected him to obtain a championship, how it was for all of them when Alex does obtain it, was bothering him. But what he said about Quinn…...Matt will be lucky to walk out of the ring tonight. All Alex needed was to get his hands on him...screw team loyalty Matt made it personal. His entitled bitch ass was going down like Liam was going down. All the thoughts of what transpired ran through his mind as he punched harder and faster. He hit the bag so hard he popped a stitch in the bag and sand started trickling out of the bag. QUINN JACOBS: Alex? The sound of his girlfriend’s voice catches him by surprise as he just now realizes she has entered the room and she is looking at him with a concerned expression upon her face. She takes a few steps closer to him as she sets down the two coffees she had been holding. QUINN JACOBS: Is everything okay? Alex stops and watches the sand trickle onto the floor. He looks up at Quinn as she hands him his cup of coffee. ALEX BURKHALTER: It was nothing...just someone pushing my buttons. I should know better to let emotions take over...but when someone talks bad about those you lov…. Alex stopped himself and looked at Quinn who returned his look with curiosity QUINN JACOBS: ...those you what? She presses him on a little bit, as gently as possible, even though she can already feel her cheeks blushing slightly. ALEX BURKHALTER: This whole thing about these clowns coming into Southside that expect to be handed everything to them. You have Liam Gunn expecting title shots just by coming to the company. Then you have Matt Stone walking around with a defunct championship acting like he's better than everyone. If he was so good why did that place shut down. Then...they take every attempt to try to discredit the fact that since day 1 I have been here and have worked hard for my future opportunity. But today it went too far….he walks in here and insults the woman I love…. Alex stops realizing he let that slip. He was afraid to look at Quinn now because he feared her reaction to what he just said, but Quinn simply takes another step forward and takes one of his hands into her own as she gives him a smile. QUINN JACOBS: You love me Alex? ALEX BURKHALTER: Yeah….I do. I'm sorry that news broke inside a crossfit gym. Not the most romantic of settings I know. Alex gave her a smile as he nervously tries to stop the sand leaking from the bag that he caused from being so aggressive punching it. Quinn can’t help but giggle before she throws her arms around him, taking him by surprise, before she begins to shower him with kisses all over his face. QUINN JACOBS: You could have said it anywhere in the world and it would still be the most romantic moment for me because I love you too. Alex pulls back to look at her. She excitedly nodded her head as Alex lifts her up in the air and hugs her tightly. The people in the gym that was watching this transpire started applauding. Alex looks around and smiles at them but he kind of wanted this moment and their discussion to be private. ALEX BURKHALTER: Let's go somewhere a little more private. He takes her by the hand and leads her to a yoga room. He closes the door and locks it. ALEX BURKHALTER: I'll be honest...I have had these feelings for a while. But after all that shit with Stone earlier...how he was trashing you calling you these derogatory names...it pissed me off so much. Hell I actually broke a resistance cable because I was so angry. If that's not love then what is. Alex laughs a little. QUINN JACOBS: Wow. He really said those things about me? She frowns as she thinks about the few interactions she had with Matt over Twitter before shaking her head. She reaches out towards Alex and gently wraps her arms around him in an effort to calm him down as he appears to be getting all worked up again remembering his encounter with Matt earlier in the evening. QUINN JACOBS: He doesn’t even know me, so I’m not too worried about what he thinks, but the fact that you want to defend my honor like this makes me feel very grateful to have you in my life. Alex kisses her gently. ALEX BURKHALTER: He's just jealous because he is a lonely little boy that only dreams of having a woman like you. He's jealous of me. I have everything he wants….a guaranteed title shot….a beautiful wonderful girlfriend. Maybe he could have what I have if he would take a look in the mirror and think that maybe if he wasn't such an irrepressible little prick he could have what guys like me have. He can't have what I have because he hasn't earned it. And I'll be damned if he thinks he can take all of this I have worked for away from me...him or that Scottish fartknocker Liam Gunn. QUINN JACOBS: You see? I like that kind of attitude from you that much better. Quinn smiles enjoying the way he’s gotten more confident while he’s speaking as she keeps her arms wrapped around the back of his neck. QUINN JACOBS: I’m glad I could be here tonight for your match. Seeing them in person is just that much better than watching you at home on the TV. ALEX BURKHALTER: And I love you being here for all my matches...and when you start wrestling I'm going to be at all your shows too. It's so much better to see each other doing what we do best. Tonight I'm going to do you proud babe. Brent, Logan, and I are going to humble the Entitlement...or so they think they are.We better get going. I need to speak with Karen before the show Alex smiles at her. ALEX BURKHALTER: I love you Quinn Jacobs. She smiles back at him feeling her entire face glow with happiness. QUINN JACOBS: I love you too Alex Burkhalter. They embrace with another kiss as the scene faded to black. CALI-KATE: Then game start, Dolton. I’ll see you out there. --- MATCH #6 --- DOLTON REED VS. CALI-KATE --- STORY: After a respectful handshake, Kate and Dolton lock up and the opening contest shows how studied Dolton is, reversing the bread and butter moves Kate has used in her Southside and Hybrid wrestling career while getting in some quick moves like a snap suplex or an impressive japanese arm drag. Kate avoids Here Comes Trouble (Busaiku Knee), and when she does, she strings together a combo to rival many fighting game combos, finishing hers off with an inverted stomp facebreaker into a crucifix driver to nearly put him away. Shortly after, Dolton almost puts Kate away with a tiger driver when he ducks her Geek Chick Kick (Superkick). The match pace doesn't dwindle as the pair continue to go into a phase of reversal chains where Kate would win with a DDT or Dolton would win one with a dragon suplex. Kate and Dolton then enter a phase where they take one another's moves and seem to demonstrate the vast variety of suplex options with Dolton getting the last one in, a german suplex which leaves them both exhausted. The exhaustion comes to play when Kate ends up taking the finisher No Escape- (Trapped Knee Strikes) but falls back into a rare gogoplata which almost has Dolton tapping out but he burns the bottom of the barrel of energy to sharply powerbomb Kate. The end comes with the pair on the top rope as Dolton tries to avoid another frogsplash for a superplex which both of them try to float over after and wind up in a pinning predicament that rules in a tie. POST MATCH: The pair exchange a respectful handshake but Karen seems a little less than pleased the result didn't give a winner, and explains due to time constraints and sponsors, giving them extra time can't happen so she schedules the match to take place at the PPV, and insists on their being a winner. --- WHO CAN STAND AGAINST US? ---Going backstage, Angel Torres and James Price are seen staring intensely into the camera. Neither man speaks, content with breathing heavily as the camera starts to zoom out, revealing Kelly Noelle standing in front of both men, a grin on her face. KELLY NOELLE: Destruction, Terror, and Mayhem. That is what Battleborn promised when we entered Southside, and that is what we have delivered to the tag team division here. My boys have willingly taken on every challenge, and to date, they sit among the tag team division. Four wins, zero losses, and proof that we are the best tag team that Southside has ever, or will ever see. At this, Price nods in agreement before sharing an appreciative look with Kelly. By contrast, Angel continues looking into the camera with an intense glare. KELLY NOELLE: Now, I know many would like to bring up their performances in singles competition, but my boys didn't sign up as singles. They signed up as a tag team, and so far no other team has come close to matching what we can do inside that ring. Oh sure, Nicky Stone thought he had our number, but what happened at Stranger Holds? He was left lying after the Force of Nature, and OUR hands were raised. Together we are a force, and it will continue heading into A Wrestling Development. Both men share a nod behind her, Angel continuing to stare into the camera while James places a hand on Kelly’s shoulder. JAMES PRICE: See, Jonathan might think he has everything figured out. He thinks a lucky win is all the momentum he needs to make it to the top around here. But you look around our division, and you see that Battleborn ain't been knocked off the peak just yet, and we damn sure ain't gonna be knocked off any time soon. We're the gold standard around here, the team that should strike fear into everyone's hearts when they look at us from across the ring. Nicky and Gabe twice, Alex and Logan, even Jonathan and Brandi already. You step up, we put you down. KELLY NOELLE: The truth is, there is no one who can stand against us because there's no group truly united. All of our opponents were singles stars thrown together, or romantic partners hoping their chemistry would translate to the ring. But once that bell rang, you all realized that while you may have been a team, Battleborn is a step above. We put in the work back in Vengeance Pro and won their titles within a month. We consistently battled multiple tag teams because it was the only chance that they had. We have fought adversity, and that has only made us stronger. What have you done, Jonathan? What have you fought against, Brandi? The question hangs in the air as James cracks a smile. JAMES PRICE: Southside is ours, and it's going to stay ours. No team, no group, no gathering of people can stop us from dominating the tag team scene. Angel steps forward, a snarl on his face as James and Kelly look up to him. ANGEL TORRES: No bullshit. |
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--- DOUBLING UP ---Backstage in Karen’s office, she is currently sat behind her desk with two guests in her office occupying her chairs. The first being Matt, and the other his agent, Nataalie as we cut into their conversation. KAREN LANGLEY: So I’m glad you both could come over. I have made an important match at the PPV for Matthew to win. I hope he will be focused on it and not phone troubles or these childish stealings of the Windy City Title. MATT STONE: Childish? The only child in this equation is Brent and if you’ll recall, you just gave him a title shot. If you’re going to reward childish behavior, maybe I should start... NATALIE DALTON: Let’s not go down that rabbit hole Matt. She holds up one hand as a sign for him to quiet down as she simply shakes her head and she turns her attention back towards Karen who appears to be slightly amused by how Matt was quieted down by his agent. KAREN LANGLEY: I did, because I feel you should, as a member of Team BLAST, put the others in their place. Am I wrong? Matt looks like he wants to snap answer that question, but resists the urge to go with his first thought and go with a more diplomatic answer. MATT STONE: I’m all for putting people in their place, we agree on that for sure, but that could have easily been accomplished without putting the title on the line, that’s all I’m saying. Karen sits back in her chair dabbing her fingers together. KAREN LANGLEY: True, but I also like to see how well my talent can cope under pressure. NATALIE DALTON: Pressure is of no concern to someone like Matt. Something that he will no doubt be proving in tonight’s main event. Natalie’s leans forward in her seat as she flips her long blonde hair over her shoulder with a confident smirk on her face. She pulls out her leather bound portfolio as she opens it up while place it upon Karen’s desk. NATALIE DALTON: Can we discuss the real reason I wanted this meeting? I believe it would be in everyone’s best interest, especially yours Karen, to make Matt Stone the official face of BLAST. She pulls out a few official photoshoot pictures of Matt that she had arranged for him to have taken prior to this meeting as she holds one up with a smile. NATALIE DALTON: Look at this face Karen. Tell me that wouldn’t make sales go through the roof! Karen takes a glance at the portfolio and then the picture with a marketer’s artistic eye, picturing Matt Stone as synonymous with the brand. KAREN LANGLEY: It is quite a good photo... She glances off to Matt, clearly a safeguard type of her company image. KAREN LANGLEY: I did actually consider it myself... NATALIE DALTON: Don’t just consider it, time is money after all. Natalie places the pictures back inside of her portfolio as she holds up one index finger and points her well-manicured nail in Karen’s direction. NATALIE DALTON: Who else could bring in even half of the revenue that Matt Stone’s name would? I can personally attend to arranging any special events where he would be needed in order to better promote BLAST. Karen weighs up, looking on her iPad at the rest of Team BLAST including Alex, Veeka, Cali-Kate and scrunches her lips off to the side. KAREN LANGLEY: I would definitely agree that Matthew is quite a buzzing star ever since you’ve joined up with him. As for the revenue, well, that’s where the PPV will tell. Because, I happen to think should Matthew successfully defend his title… She says rather ambiguously, dropping the title name on purpose. KAREN LANGLEY: The BLAST Corp championship even...then I could certainly see him as the man BLAST definitely needs representing it as the face of the brand. Matt looks from Karen to Natalie with a raised eyebrow, then back to Karen. MATT STONE: You want to rename my title? I mean, I don’t even like Chicago so I’m fine with it, but wouldn’t it make more sense to create a new title? I could be a double champion, then! KAREN LANGLEY: Well, I mean it beats this idea. Karen pulls out a suggestion card, handmade, with a sunshine sticker. She passes the card over to the pair to see a suggestion to add a Sunshine Championship by a H.Smith. Natalie takes a hold of the card in between two of her fingers as she raises one eyebrow slightly before glancing back up at Karen. NATALIE DALTON: A Sunshine Championship? Was this suggested by a child? KAREN LANGLEY: No comment. Otherwise that other blonde staff member will be on a warpath. NATALIE DALTON: I think we can all agree that Matt wouldn’t be taken seriously if he was walking around with the ‘Sunshine Championship’. She uses some air quotes with her fingers for extra emphasis around the words Sunshine Championship before she lets out a little laugh. NATALIE DALTON: I do like the idea of him being a double Champion. That I could do a lot with. KAREN LANGLEY: Perhaps we can work with that. I mean, Keiran’s gone ahead and booked his talent in the PPV title matches, so why not.. MATT STONE: Being a double champion certainly sounds good to me! I can rub that in Dawson’s face, she’d hate that. His face is in a permanent smirk thinking about rubbing Bexs’ nose in that MATT STONE: Of course, it would look good for your team as a whole, too! NATALIE DALTON: I imagine that we would arrange a brand new photoshoot to properly kick off Matt’s beginning as a Double Champion? Natalie raises one eyebrow in a curious manner as she pulls out a pen and begins to write down a few notes inside of her portfolio. KAREN LANGLEY: I think so. I’ll leave those arrangements to you, perhaps get them done in the week sometime. NATALIE DALTON: I’m making a note right now to get that done. Thank you so much for your cooperation here today Karen. I was worried that perhaps you hadn’t realized what a star you had here in Matt Stone. KAREN LANGLEY: I’m very aware of his star power. I just want to see him grow here. Bigger and bigger. She says pinching Matt’s cheek who just sits there like a trained puppy and takes it. KAREN LANGLEY: And this face on a lot of posters. NATALIE DALTON: Now we’re talking. Natalie smiles feeling pleased with how this meeting has been going before she clears her throat a bit. NATALIE DALTON: There’s one more thing I feel that I need to mention, did you by any chance listen to the recent podcast Matt was featured on with Carter Philips? KAREN LANGLEY: I did get to catch a little part of it on my commute today. Great publicity for him, and hopefully BLAST. She says with a little lighter tone to her voice. NATALIE DALTON: So no hard feelings about his cheeky comment in regards to yourself? Natalie chuckles a bit at her tongue-in-cheek joke as she raises an eyebrow. KAREN LANGLEY: I’ve never been called ‘Booty-Blast’ before. As she darts her eyes to look at Matt. MATT STONE: Yeaaahhh...it was meant to be just blast, sorry about that. Not as smooth under the gun I suppose. Matt averts his eyes from Karen like a teen in the principal’s office, beginning to blush. KAREN LANGLEY: Or you’ve seen me at a club on a work night out. Karen pushes out so casually, as if nothing. NATALIE DALTON: Well, as long as there’s no hard feelings, there’s nothing for me to smooth over which is a major plus in my book. She closes her portfolio as she reaches out with her hand towards Karen for her to shake as a sign that they now have an understanding. NATALIE DALTON: It was a pleasure to sit down and talk with you today Karen. I’m very confident in the fact that we’re both going to make an even bigger star out of Matt Stone. Karen then shakes hands with Natalie and Matt. KAREN LANGLEY: I’m very happy with how he’s been since hiring you. Very positive, confident, sharp, even a little humorous. Keep up the good work, both of you. NATALIE DALTON: Don’t worry, we will. Natalie stands up after she has let go of Karen’s hand and she motions for Matt to follow her as they both exit Karen’s office. --- MATCH #8 --- ALEX BURKHALTER, LOGAN TRAEGER & BRENT KOLEMAN VS. LIAM GUNN, ZANE CHAMBERLIN & MATT STONE --- STORY: Matt takes an authority role on the apron and makes Liam start the match up against an eager Brent. Liam's attempts to frustrate Brent like he had weeks before don't go exactly to plan, with Brent giving Liam a clear fat lip after a spinning heel kick. Liam struggles to keep up with Brent's sprint out style until Liam's able to beat Brent to punch literally, hitting his The Exclamation Point (Leaping Right Hook) before Brent can hit a rolling elbow. Matt directs from the apron and lets Liam tag in Zane. Brent casually endures a slow, methodical beatdown by Zane and Liam, orchestrated by Matt until Zane's spinebuster turns into a DDT by Brent. Brent tells Matt to shut up as he knocks him off the apron and just gets a tag to Logan, the referee calls it despite Zane grabbing Brent's legs to trip him and stop it. Logan coming into the ring, ready to get revenge on Zane doesn't happen, as Liam is tagged in by Zane. Logan still reaches for Zane and lets Liam hit his Aff Yer Heid (Sliding Knee Strike) but off the top rope. Liam gets two near falls on Logan as Matt tries to direct from the apron, eventually getting to Liam who tags Matt in. Matt's one move he performs is his S-T-Owned (Running STO) and tags Zane in to take over for Matt's tremendous work. Zane comes back in and shows off a little with his repeated elbow drops to Logan's back, finished with a jumping one. Alex is finally able to come into the ring after Zane tags in Matt over Liam, with Liam refusing a tag because Matt isn't pulling his weight. The slight argument lets Logan elbow his way out and kinda combat roll over a doubled over Matt. Alex comes in to clothesline all three of members of the opposing team in rapid succession, with a few double clotheslines added into the mix. He throws Zane around a little with a back body drop and a two handed toss into the corner with Matt, but Liam slides out of the ring, not going to be thrown around. Fortunately, Alex has his partner Logan fly out the ring with a suicide dive. The end comes with Zane being blind tagged by Matt and then saved from a thanos bomb, Matt getting in a copycat finisher of Brent's British Canon (Single Leg Drop). During the pin, Liam assists by grabbing Matt's hand from ringside to stop Alex powering out and get the win. POST MATCH: Logan regroups with Alex in the ring. Alex looking completely befuddled why he couldn't kick Matt off him as Matt takes credit for the win which does slightly rub Zane and Liam the wrong way, but, for now, a win over their PPV opponents is distracting enough to let them flaunt their win with an egotistical display on the stage to close out the show.
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