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on: November 01, 2021, 12:56:40 pm
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Started by SVW Front Office - Last post by SVW Front Office
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John: The following match is scheduled for one fall to a finish!
Kevin: Welcome back, fans. I’m joined by my friend, DOC, for this match since Vee has some business to handle.
DOC: How do you sit next to someone that looks that good and still have time to argue with her anyway?
“All of the kings have their queens on the throne We will pop champagne and raise a toast To all of the queens who are fighting alone Baby you’re not dancing on your own”
Ava Max’s “Kings and Queens” comes out over the speakers, bringing a cheer from the crowd in attendance. The Australian wrestler steps out from behind the curtain, with Vincent by her side. She stops in the centre of the stage to take it in, looking around her with a smile on her face.
John: On her way to the ring, for Newcastle, New South Wales, Australia, please welcome LUCIIIIIII!
Still smiling widely, Luci heads down to the ring with Vincent beside her. He overtakes her near the bottom, and ascends the steps. Reaching down, he helps his wife to the apron, then pulls the ropes apart so that she can step through. Once there, she goes to her corner and hops onto the middle turnbuckle, throwing her hands into the air and grinning. As she comes back down the music fades out.
DOC: Luci is one of DOC’s favorite wrestlers in the sport right now. She’s great in the ring, supports her home country, and looks good doing it all.
Kevin: Luci is one of the best technical wrestlers in the sport today, as far as I’m concerned. But she’s about to meet an unhinged woman, and that’s putting it nicely.
The lights dim and then "No One Will Survive" by CFO$ begins to play as smoke gathers at the entrance. After a few moments Veronica Chandler walks out with Dante Knox followed by her clients Kristina Spencer and Michelle Storm. Michelle stands on the top of the ramp with a huge smirk on her face as she looks over at Kristina who is wearing shades and a leather jacket and has her barbwire bat dragging on the floor. She lowers her sunglasses as the lights come up and scoffs at the crowd before her. She pushes her sunglasses back up on her face. Michelle, Dante and Veronica make their way down the aisle making sure not to allow the crowd to touch either of them or Kristina who looks ready to pounch on any fan stupid enough to touch her.
John: Coming down the aisle accompanied by Consultant Dante Knox, Michelle Storm and Vivacious Vee hailing from The City Of Angels and weighing in at one hundred twenty five pounds - “THE WICKED” KRISTINA SPENCER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dante gets on the ring apron and opens the ropes for Veronica and Michelle as Kristina walks around the ring slamming her bat down on the ring steps before slamming her bat onto the announce table and staring at and freaking Kevin out. Kristina finally slides into the ring and raises her barbwire bat into the air getting cheers from hardcore fans and jeers from everybody else. Both Veronica and Michelle stand off to the side clapping for her and demanding the crowd do the same. Kristina stares at the referee and stalks him into a corner before Veronica walks over and gives him instructions on how to referee the match. Kristina then removes her shades and jacket and hands her barbwire bat to Michelle who exits the ring and stands in the corner with Veronica as Dante is over badgering Kevin.
Kevin: I’m gonna ignore this jackass hovering near our table, especially as there are far better things to focus on: like this match.
DOC: Dante doesn’t bother DOC. I like Canada too. Winnipeg is one of my favorite cities.
As Kristina finished handing over her things to her tag partner she spun around and charged towards Luci stopping herself before she hit the turnbuckle pads as the Australian stepped out of the way. Immediately the Wicked spun around and tried to tag Luci with a spinning back elbow that the blonde again managed to duck underneath and as she did so, she drove Spencer back into the corner with a shoulder thrust. Two more shoulder thrusts followed it before Kristina grabbed hold of her foe’s ring gear with one hand and started to hammer away with forearms across her shoulders before she drove a pair of knees upwards into her chest. Luci stepped backwards and was taken down to the canvas with a clothesline as Spencer exploded out of the corner.
DOC: I think Krisitna’s still a little miffed about how the tag title match at Rampage went.
Kevin: She can build a bridge, and get over it then, can’t she?
Luci sat up and quickly came back to her feet only for Spencer to catch her with a stiff forearm to the side of the jaw before she grabbed hold of the Australian’s hair and slammed her face first into the top turnbuckle pad ten times in quick succession as the official called for the break and started the count, getting to four as her face was bounced off the pad for the tenth time. The blonde reeled, turning as she stepped out of the corner and straight into an exploder suplex from Kristina. Quickly Spencer kipped up to her feet and again took off towards her opponent to catch her with a running high knee to the side of the head. Luci dropped down to one knee for a moment and as she did so, Kristina raised her hand in the air, clenching it into a fist and as the Australian rose back to her feet, Spencer caught her with a heart punch that dropped her foe to the canvas. Immediately Kristina dropped down on top of her and made a lazy cover, not even bothering to hook the leg as she did so.
DOC: You need to hook the leg, Kristina. And probably do way more than this to get the pin.
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Kevin: That’s one of Kristina’s favorite moves there, DOC. But she hadn’t done enough to keep Luci grounded.
At the last moment Luci shoved Kristina off of her as she rolled to the side and out of the ring underneath the bottom rope, holding her chest as she did so. Kristina glared at the referee, slapping her hands together as she told him that was a three count; the official though told her it was a two count and told her to back up across the ring or he’d not hesitate to disqualify her causing the former tag team champion to glare daggers at him and start to argue with him as Michelle and Vee started to head towards Luci. The referee turned and saw Storm and Vee approaching and dove out of the ring, getting between Kristina’s entourage and Luci and telling them to back up to their corner or he’d have security throw them out. Vee argued with him as Michelle started to menace him, wrapping a hand around his throat only for security to come rushing out to ringside. Storm dropped the referee onto his feet and backed up into the corner, rolling her eyes at them as security surrounded them and told them to stay in the corner or else.
DOC: I heard you and Vee talking about managers and not needing them. DOC takes a little offense to that, look at what all I’ve done for River.
Kevin: You handle her business affairs, that’s different. You don’t tell her what to do in the ring, those are the managers I’m talking about. And I wasn’t against all managers.
In the ring, Kristina took off towards the opposite ropes, bouncing off them and came back towards her foe, leaving her feet for a suicide dive through the ropes to outside only for Luci to step backwards smartly out of the way that saw Spencer crash into the floor. Kristina started to pull herself upwards and as she did so, Luci caught her with a running knee lift to the jaw before she pulled her upwards and rolled her back into the ring underneath the bottom rope, holding her chest as she followed her in. Luci popped back up to her feet and charged towards the rising Kristina, catching her with a flying forearm to the jaw that connected and saw Spencer spin away before she dropped momentarily down to one knee. Kristina quickly rose back to her feet and as she did so, the Australian wrestler began to fire off knife edge chops into her opponent’s chest, landing them viciously. The blows backed the former Adrenaline Champion back into the ropes where Luci drove a raised knee into her gut before she Irish whipped her across the ring into the far corner and caught her on the return with a spinebuster.
DOC: Spinebusters are a chiropractor’s favorite wrestling move, I heard.
Kevin: Probably because it sends them a lot of business from wrestlers the day after a match.
The former Defiance Champion rolled away and came back to her feet as Kristina began to pull herself upright, Luci dropping back to the ropes and coming back to deliver a running big boot to the side of her foes head as she made it to one knee. Spencer fell to one side, catching herself on an outstretched hand, taking a moment to steady herself before the Australian began to snap off a series of kicks into her foe’s body. Kristina continued to push upwards and as she got to her knees, Luci stepped backwards only to skip forwards and deliver a bicycle kick to her opponent, catching her on the jaw and dropping her down to the mat again. Quickly the New South Wales born wrestler moved around behind her opponent, pulling her up to her feet and into a trio of German suplexes before she bridged up to make the pinfall.
Kevin: Luci with the hat trick of German suplexes and into a bridge for the win!
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DOC: Those were pretty, but not enough to keep Kristina down.
Kristina kicked out and rolled away to her hands and knees as Luci kipped up to her feet, rubbing her chest for a moment before she headed towards Spencer and went for a shining wizard only for the Wicked Storm member to duck her head out of the way at the last second. Luci landed face first on the mat and started back to her feet only for Kristina to grab hold of her from behind, lifting her up and dropping her back to the canvas with a side suplex. Immediately Spencer rolled over on top of Luci, taking up the mount position and began to fire off hammer like forearms to the bridge of her foe’s nose. The Australian immediately went to cover up as the referee called for the break and started the count while Spencer continued to lunge into each forearm, crashing against Luci’s arms. As the official got to four, Kristina popped up to her feet, hands held aloft but it was only for a half second - just long enough for the official to acknowledge the break - then dropped back into the mount position where she grabbed hold of Luci by her hair and started to spike the back of her head into the canvas again and again and again and again as the official once more called for the break and started the count, getting to four before Spencer rolled away and came to her feet.
DOC: Kristina doesn’t really pay much attention to the referees, does she?
Kevin: She never has, it’s one of her most consistent...well, I wouldn’t call it a quality.
The referee tried to get in her face only for Spencer to barge him out of the way as she stepped back towards Luci as the woman only made it as far as her hands and knees and started to pull her up to her feet, driving knees into her body. Five landed in quick succession before Kristina drove her down into the mat with a snap DDT. Again Kristina didn’t give her foe any chance at all to recover as she rolled over onto her back and this time started to scrape her face back and forth against the mat. Again the referee called for the break and had to use the count, getting to four before Spencer released for a second before again taking hold of two handfuls of her opponent’s hair jerking her up to her feet and charged her into the corner with a bulldog that saw her drive her face into the middle turnbuckle in the Wicked Storm corner. Luci dropped to her knees, head against the turnbuckle pad and Kristina pressed her face into the pad and held it there as she tried to smother her with the pad. Again the referee stepped in to call for the break and started the four count again before getting the break.
DOC: I take that back. She does listen, at least she does when she hears a four get counted.
Kevin: She’s not that crazy, she’d still rather win the match by pinfall or submission after all.
Once more it only proved to be a momentary relief for Luci as Kristina jerked her out of the corner and pressed her face into the bottom turnbuckle instead, smothering her once more. The official made another four count before he got the break and told Kristina that he would disqualify if she kept on pushing him to which she snorted in derision as she stepped into the corner and onto the bottom with one foot before she planted the other in the back of Luci’s head, forcing her into the turnbuckle pad yet again, holding the top rope with one hand for balance while she incited the crowd with the other. Again the referee used the four count and as Kristina stepped down he moved between her and Luci where he started to read Spencer the riot act for her actions...which allowed Vee to grab hold of the Australian’s arms and lean back, keeping the Australians face pressed against the turnbuckle pad, releasing her grip a moment before the official turned around once more as Luci started to pull herself using the ring ropes.
Kevin: Kristina’s trying to make sure Luci can’t breathe, and that turnbuckle pad is being a big help.
DOC: Yeah, that’s like getting smothered by a fairly thin pillow. Not much padding in those.
Kristina once more moved back into the corner and grabbed hold of Luci from behind, trapping her arms before she hurled her down to the mat with a dragon suplex. As it landed, Spencer quickly came back to her feet and climbed up to the top where she launched herself off and into The Wicked Good Time moonsault knee drop...but only got mat as Luci rolled out of the way at the last moment. Luci used the ropes to pull herself up to her feet as Spencer also got back to a vertical base and charged towards the Australian only to get a mouthful of boot leather as she did so. Kristina staggered backwards and as she found her balance she found herself having to raise her hands suddenly before she was sent crashing down to the mat thanks to a disaster kick from Luci. Spencer went to rise quickly back up to her feet only to again get taken down - this time with a sling blade clothesline from the Australian.
DOC: If her head had been a piece of fruit, half of it would have flown into the fourth row right there, Kevin.
Kevin: No kidding. Luci can get some real impact on her strikes.
The former Defiance Champion waved her arms to rally the crowd as she watched Kristina yet again start to pull herself up from the canvas only to stop her in her tracks as she made it to one knee with a bionic elbow to the top or her head. Spencer wobbled for a second and Luci dropped back to the ropes once more only to launch herself into a knee strike to the jaw of the Wicked Storm member, snapping her head backwards. Kristina staggered unsteadily to her feet and as she made it to a vertical base, Luci slammed her face first into the mat with a sit out facebuster. Spencer slowly pushed herself up to her hands and knees but as she did so, Luci was already back on her feet and skipping forwards to drive a kick into her ribcage. The American covered up after a second kick to her ribs before Luci stepped over her and bent down to wrap her arms around her waist before hauling her upwards and into a belly to back suplex attempt only for Spencer to block the attempt before she threw an elbow backwards, attempting to catch the Australian in the side of the head.
Kevin: I’ll give her credit here. Kristina’s doing the best possible thing to get Luci off her, but she’s not able to catch her.
DOC: Luci knows too well how to avoid those elbows, she’s got a lot more experience than Kristina.
Luci managed to avoid the blow though and released her waistlock on her opponent but only so that she could drive forearms into the base of her skull. The blonde landed three before she wrapped her arms around Kristina’s waist once more and this time lifted her off her feet then snapped off a wheelbarrow suplex that saw Spencer land hard on her back in the middle of the ring. Kristina rolled and almost on pure instinct started to rise back to her feet only for the New South Wales born wrestler to jerk her downwards into a single knee face breaker. Spencer staggered backwards and was then dropped down to her knees thanks to a superkick into her stomach from the former Defiance Champion. The Antipodean wrestler didn’t waste any time at all in delivering a shining wizard to the side of her opponent’s head. The Los Angeles native collapsed to the mat and Luci moved quickly into position and left her feet to deliver a senton across her opponent’s body then leaned back and hooked the leg to make the cover.
DOC: I wish I could move like that, but I’ll leave it to Luci!
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Kevin: Kristina still has too much fight left in the tank yet.
Kristina kicked out of the cover and Luci nodded her head as the referee confirmed the two count to her, the Australian pulling her opponent up to her feet and Irish whipped her across the ring into the corner. The Australian followed in hot on her opponent’s heels and delivered a huge back elbow into the side of her head. Three more quick back elbows followed before Luci pulled Spencer out of the corner and away from the ring ropes before she delivered a stunner to the Wicked. The former Tag Team Champion landed on her back on the mat and Luci quickly made the cover, hooking the leg again.
Kevin: Big time stunner, and Luci’s gonna seal the deal!
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DOC: I don’t think she caught her flush with it. Otherwise, you’d be right.
Spencer rolled her shoulder before the three count came down and Luci once more accepted the referee’s decision as she came to her feet and headed towards the corner where she climbed up to the top rope while Kristina was starting to rise. As Luci made it to the top rope, Spencer forced herself up to her feet looking very unsteady and almost immediately fell to the side where she grabbed hold of the top rope, causing it to shake and the Australian to lose her balance, crashing down on the top turnbuckle. Kristina didn’t waste any time as she stumbled into the corner where she wrapped her arms around Luci’s knees and suddenly jerked her off the top turnbuckle causing her to crash hard, spine first into the mat, Luci’s head bouncing like a basketball on impact. Luci rolled to the side, writhing in pain as she held the back of her head as Kristina forced herself back to her feet once more, hooking her arms around Luci’s legs as she did so and fell backwards, catapulting the blonde throat first into the bottom rope. The crowd booed Kristina loudly as the referee reprimanded her for using the ring ropes in that manner but was completely ignored as Spencer crawled towards the ring ropes and used them to pull herself upright.
Kevin: You can tell how much this match has taken out of Kristina as she needs the ropes to help her get up again.
DOC: Doesn’t surprise me. Luci is hardly an easy night at the office for anyone she faces.
The Wicked returned to her feet as Luci caught her breath and the Australian started to sit up, her husband at ringside clapping his hands and encouraging the crowd as they began to cheer for the former Defiance Champion. Spencer glared at the crowd for a moment before she stepped forwards and drove a stiff kick into her rib cage. Another two kicks followed that as Luci attempted to ignore the blows to her body and force her way back to her feet. Kristina, though, continued to fire off kicks into her opponent’s ribs and then into her legs before Spencer stepped backwards and caught the blonde with a chick kick to the side of her foe’s head, causing her to stumble and fall backwards into the corner. As the Australian leaned back against the pads, the Wicked Storm member darted forwards and drove a running knee into her midsection. Three more knees followed that one before Kristina pulled Luci out of the corner by her hand, spinning her around and jerking her back towards her which allowed Kristina to drop her face first into the top turnbuckle with a snake eyes, following it up immediately with a Tiger suplex before she bridged up into a pinfall.
DOC: That was a thing of beauty! I don’t know if Luci is done though!
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Kevin: Almost! It was just that close to a win for Kristina!
Luci’s shoulder came up from the canvas before the three count could be completed and Spencer glared at the referee as she came to her feet and slapped her hands together three times, asking him if he was capable of counting that high; if not, all he had to do was follow her example. She was told that it was only a two count and she turned away from him, waving Luci upright. As the Australian made it to her feet, Spencer skipped forwards and caught her on the point of the jaw with a thunderous superkick. Luci’s legs turned to jelly as she fought to stay upright, trying to find her balance but before she could, Kristina left her feet and pulled her foe downwards into a jumping double knee jawbreaker. Luci rolled off to the side and Spencer once more dove across her to make the cover, hooking the leg as she did so.
Kevin: Big impact, and a tight leg hook might seal the deal here!
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DOC: Luci says not yet!
Again Luci’s shoulder came up before the three count and Kristina yet again glared daggers at the official who was holding up two fingers to confirm the count. Spencer came back to her feet and began to verbally tear into the referee, advancing towards him with a look of rage on her face as she backed him up into the corner, demanding he call for the bell and raise her hand. There was a shake of the head from the man in stripes as he told her it wasn’t a three and the shoulder came up in time, reminding Kristina that he would disqualify her if she laid a hand on him. It saw the Wicked let out a roar of frustration as she turned back towards Luci; the Australian was once more getting to her feet and as she did so, Kristina skipped towards her and caught her with another superkick to the jaw. It spun the former Defiance Champion around as she stumbled and fell forwards into the ropes, bouncing off them and moving unsteadily backwards into Spencer’s clutches; the former Tag Team Champion spinning her around and sent her down to the mat with an exploder suplex. Luci hit the canvas and rolled over onto her front.
DOC: For someone who is so adept at brawling, Kristina does have some technical skills.
Kevin: I agree with you. I’d never say she doesn’t. It’s just her tendencies and the companies she keeps that leaves a lot to be desired.
Kirstina came back to her feet and shook her head as she saw Luci on her front, turning to the referee once more and slapping her hands together three times as if she was teaching him to count once more. He rolled his eyes, getting a snort and a half amused, half evil smile from the Wicked Storm member before she turned her attention back towards her opponent, waving her upwards. Luci slowly rose and as she made it back to her feet, Spencer charged the ropes, hopping up onto the middle and springboarding backwards, catching the Australian with the Air Crazy springboard stunner. Quickly Kristina made the cover, not bothering to hook the leg and the referee slid into position to check the shoulders and make the count.
DOC: AIR CRAZY!! I wouldn’t want to be on that flight!
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Kevin: I guarantee you Luci didn’t either, and she still survived it.
The referee immediately waved off the count as Luci kicked her foot out and at the last possible moment got it over the bottom rope. Kristina pushed up to her knees and gave the official a look that by all rights should have killed him on the spot as he pointed to the foot and held up the two fingers. Spencer shook her head and fell back into the cover, this time hooking the leg nearest the ring ropes as she did so.
Kevin: I think she’s getting frustrated now, and it doesn’t take much! Another cover!
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DOC: And another escape by Luci. She isn’t a former Defiance Champion for no reason.
Once more the referee called off the count as this time Luci’s shoulder rolled off the canvas as the last moment. Kristina popped back to her feet and advanced towards the official once more, berating him angrily as she raised her hand in the air threateningly. The official cowered as Spencer threatened him, warning her that he would disqualify her which prompted Kristina to tell him that if he disqualified her, there’d be nothing stopping her taking his head off and taking it home as a souvenir and that he should think about his long term health and career prospects and family and count the three next time. As Kristina continued to threaten the referee, Luci recovered enough to get to her knees and quickly scrambled towards Spencer where she rolled her up into a schoolgirl pinning combination. The referee took a half second before he realised what was happening and dove into position to make the count.
Kevin: Oh, she gave her too long and now she may regret it!
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DOC: She almost did! You called that one!
Kristina kicked out at two and a half, sending Luci down to a sitting position on the mat as Spencer came back to her feet with an evil sneer on her face as the Australian was still sat on the mat. The Wicked moved towards her and went to pull her foe upright and looked to set up for the package piledriver only for Luci to stand up, lifting Kristina off her feet and hanging her over her shoulder for a moment before she snapped the former Adrenaline Champion down into the canvas with an Alabama slam, Luci falling to her knees as she landed it while Kristina rolled away, holding her back as she did so. Spencer started to make her way back to her feet as Luci crawled to the ropes and pulled herself upwards. Kristina made it back to a vertical base a moment before her opponent and charged towards her, Luci turning to face her just in time to duck beneath the clothesline attempt. Spencer put on the brakes to stop herself from running into the ropes only for Luci to catch her with a pump kick between her shoulder blades that sent the former Tag Team Champion chest first into the ropes. Spencer rebounded and as she did so, Luci wrapped her arms around her head, locking in a coquina clutch as she used Kristina’s momentum to pull her another couple of steps backwards before she fell to the canvas, pulling the Los Angeles native back with her in the hold and the Australian immediately combined the sleeper with a body scissors.
Kevin: Very smart hold applied by Luci. She can put Kristina out, and that body scissors is only going to make it that much more difficult.
DOC: If she doesn’t get out soon, Luci can start singing a lullaby to her right about now.
The referee dropped down to check the hold and asked Kristina if she wanted to quit, getting a ‘No’ from the Wicked as she pulled and clawed at the arms around her body. Luci kept the hold applied as Kristina’s movements started to get more desperate in trying to find an escape. The referee checked again as the former Adrenaline Champion started to fade and Vee began to cheer her on as they were trapped by security in the nearest corner, offering up advice to her as Dante tried to begin a chant in Spencer’s favour only to get a “Let’s Go Luci! Spencer Sucks!” chant from the sold out arena. The referee asked again as Kristina’s movements were almost to a still but got a quiet, barely audible, ‘No’ from the Wicked Storm member. Dante pulled himself up in the corner to complain to the referee about the crowd and as he drew the official’s attention, Michelle reached into the ring and jerked Spencer towards her by the ankle, placing her foot on the bottom rope. Immediately Vee started to scream at the referee, bringing it to his attention; Dante quickly joining in, pointing to it and telling the official to do his job as he dropped back down to his feet. The referee spun, saw it and called for the break, starting the count but barely getting to two before Luci released and rolled away.
Kevin: See there? That’s an example of a manager being a pain in the ass.
DOC: To be fair, they were right and just trying to get the referee to break the hold. Sometimes referees miss things.
Kristina was slow to move, taking a couple of moments to catch her breath before she finally sat up and reached for the middle rope. She started to use it to pull herself up only to stumble unsteadily to the side away from her corner as she got to her feet. Kristina stumbled all the way to the opposite corner before she found her balance and turned towards Luci who raised her hand in the air, let out a loud yell and charged her opponent, leaving her feet and catching her with the Shattered spinning knee strike to the side of her head. Spencer took a step to the side as she was already collapsing but it was enough for her to fall through the ropes on the way down and to the outside as Luci landed on her feet. Immediately the Australian went to go out after her, only for the referee to stop her, telling her to retreat to a neutral corner before he turned and started the count.
DOC: The referee is giving Luci some good advice here. I wouldn’t want River going out of the ring in these circumstances.
Kevin: No, I agree with you. She is greatly outnumbered on the floor.
Luci shook her head though and instead rolled under the ropes to the side and headed around the ring towards a still motionless Kristina. As she reached the American, the former Defiance Champion reached down and started to pull her upwards only to find that Kristina was a dead weight. Despite this Luci managed to drag her slowly back to her feet and finally rolled her underneath the bottom rope before she slid in after her and made the cover, hooking the leg as she did so.
DOC: You know, Kristina may actually be unconscious right now!
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Kevin: She might have been, but that count tells me she knows where she is.
At the very last moment, Kristina’s arm shot up off the canvas and fell back down causing the referee to wave off the three and hold up two fingers. Luci looked towards him, asking for the three only to have him explain the shoulder came up to break the count before the three could be completed. Luci nodded her head and looked down at her opponent, before she dragged her towards the middle of the ring as she was bringing her to her feet. Kristina though immediately collapsed back down to her knees, leaning against Luci for balance as she did so. Luci shook her head as she raised her hand in the air once more, letting out a loud yell before again pulling the Wicked upwards. Kristina seemed to find her balance this time as Luci skipped backwards, measuring her up and as she stepped forwards to deliver another Shattered spinning knee strike, Kristina spat a green mist into her eyes - the Wicked Blondness - stopping Luci in her tracks. As the Australian tried to clear her vision, Spencer caught her with the Hand of the Wicked heart punch for the second time in the match and this time pulled her downwards into a small package pinning combination. The referee sliding into position and making the count.
Kevin: A desperation move if I ever saw one, and Luci can’t see anything right now!
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DOC: No, but she can hear how things went for her unfortunately.
The referee rung for the bell and Kristina rolled out of the pinning combination as it sounded and came to her knees as Vee and Michelle rolled into the ring, Dante shooing the security detail away as he climbed the ring steps. Spencer came to her feet with the help of her manageress and tag team partner and demanded the referee raise her hand which he did.
John: Here is your winner, by way of pinfall… “THE WICKED” KRISTINA SPENCER!!!!
Kevin: Kristina Spencer is back to her winning ways by hook or by crook. And in this case, it was by mist!
DOC: They need to get Luci to an eyewash station.
As the announcement was made, Luci was still trying to clear her eyes on the mat but was suddenly jerked up to her feet by Michelle and Kristina who gave her the bum rush towards the rope and send her over the top to the outside, dusting their hands off like they’d taken out the trash before Kristina had her hands raised again by Vee and Dante. The crowd booed her loudly as Vincent helped Luci to her feet on the outside, offering her a bottle of water to help clear her vision before she show cut elsewhere. The New Aggression QueenEarlier TodayWe go to the backstage area where New Aggression Champion Ashley Marie Chase is having her first photoshoot since becoming the champion. There is a world class photographer, multiple outfits, a smoke machine and of course a wind machine. Photographer: Ok Miss Chase lets get started. Ashley steps out from behind the screen wearing a very skimpy bikini with the title around her waist. She does multiple poses with her hair blowing from the wind machine which make for some pretty awesome shots. Photographer: Great shots Miss Chase. You are a much better model than River ever was, I can tell you that. AMC: What can I say I was born to be in pictures, to be on Television and definitely born to be a champion and unlike the former champ I don’t need cheap tricks like exploding camera’s to get attention for myself or the title. Ashley goes and puts on a new outfit and takes some more pictures as her BFF Tiffani Davis walks in carrying a microphone Tiffany: Hello Ashley. I am Tiffani Davis from the SVW website and I would like to ask you about your title win. AMC: ooh of course. Anything for the media. Tiffany Adjusts her glasses Tiffany: Now the match began with River throwing everything she had at you and you absorbed all of it and then went on to get a very impressive victory. Were you surprised that her offense barely affected you? AMC laughs AMC: Of course not. I knew River would try to sneak attack me again as that is her M.O. but I also knew I could take what she dished out and that is what I did. I will admit I never knew she had a glass jaw or is it a glass head. I mean everybody knows she does not have a lot upstairs but I was surprised ramming her head into a soft turnbuckle pad would knock her out. Reminds me of Glass Joe from that Mike Tyson Punch Out Game way back The two women share a laugh Tiffani: Now that you are champion what can SVW expect? AMC: SVW can expect another champion with pure class. I mean every time a Gold Standard member has a title that title is immediately made classier than before. Just look at the Heavyweight title as that belt is pure class with Lacey as champion. It has been a long time since that belt had class thus why she will not be losing it anytime soon especially to Fat Boy Paul. AMC goes behind the screen to change into another outfit. She walks out wearing a sexy red dress and takes more pictures with the title draped over her shoulder AMC: SVW can thank me for beating River as now we have a champion that all those 18 to 39 year olds that advertisers like will stick around just to see what i will be wearing and how hot their champion looks. AMC continues with her photoshoot as the scene fades to black Adrenal-AnnaA clip from Rampage showed a few of the moments from the Adrenaline Championship match between Stacey Sky and Anna Cortez, including the finale as the triplet became the new champion. Then we cut to a video from the event recorded just as she came back through the curtain with her title. The words “Recorded Post Match..” appear on the screen. Christian was walking alongside her, praising her and hugging her with one arm as the camera approached. Christian: I cannot begin to tell you how proud I am of you. You were fantastic out there, and look how all that hard work and preparation paid off. Anna can be seen heaving and smiling as she nods and admires the belt on her shoulder. There’s a rarely before seen expression of pride on her expression. Anna: It’s been a long time coming. That’s when they are both approached by Ben. Ben: Congratulations, Anna, on becoming the new Adrenaline Champion moments ago! You ended a reign that had lasted 323 days! Anna nods at Ben and looks to CK again before turning to the interviewer. Anna: Start counting from the top then. The Cortez Triplet pats the center plate of the Adrenaline championship and nods proudly, her smile telling the entire story. She got another hug from her manager before they walked off, and then the show went to a commercial break.
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on: November 01, 2021, 12:56:31 pm
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Live from the Pinnacle Bank Arena in Lincoln, Nebraska November 1, 2021The SVW logo is shown on the front of a drum before the shot pulls back to see a full set of equipment like you’d see at a rock band show. There’s even a microphone set up as Gwen Margolis wanders onto the stage. She glances around to see if anyone’s watching before grabbing the microphone, and suddenly she has the Struts playing behind her as “Body Talks” begins to play. Your eyes follow like a spotlight Two eyes like the sun Go ahead, keep your distance from me Soon you're gonna comeThe show cuts to see Anna Cortez delivering a cyclorama, Elizabeth Lannister stepping out onto the stage with her arms out. Then there’s Luther Thunder nailing his superkick, followed by Ashley Marie Chase tapping her chin and looking over her shoulder to Kyle. Colby is shown nailing his WMD finisher in the next shot before we go back to the empty stage again. This time, it’s DJ ReAL on the microphone with the band playing behind her. When you flick your hair like you don't care And you're asking where I'm from That game that you're running baby You've already wonThe next shot changes to the Wicked Storm taking off towards the ring with Vee following along behind them. Kelly Kincaid is shown landing a shooting star press. Raven Knight is seen setting a ladder on fire. Bianca Reed glances over her shoulder at the camera, tipping her sunglasses down her nose before we cut back to the band again. Now we find Claire and Serafina of KO/TO on stage singing with the band. I need to know, know, know What do ya need, need, need? What do ya like, like, like? Because I'm going to be it tonightAs the girls sing with the band, the show goes live inside the arena to a roaring crowd as pyrotechnics erupt from the stage and the ring posts. The song blasts through the PA system, with the crowd showing a lot of enthusiasm as they wave their signs. The next shot takes us to the commentary booth with Kevin and Vee. Kevin: We are just 2 weeks removed from a historic Rampage where we crowned 2 new champions on SVW Unlimited. Tonight, we’re in Lincoln, Nebraska at the Pinnacle Bank Arena where things are already heading up for SVW’s signature event, Climax. I’m Kevin, and I’m joined by Vee Chandler, as usual. Vee: Rampage was a crap night, and frankly, I don’t want to talk about it. What I do want to talk about is the unfairness of tonight’s main event with the Gold Standard having to face Paul James and Colby. Kevin: You think it’s unfair? Nowhere in any SVW wrestler’s contract does it say you don’t have to face opponents bigger than you. We’ll also see your girl, Kristina Spencer, meet Luci one on one. Vee: Let me tell you, she’s not in a good mood either. Luci’s gonna get clobbered and beaten within an inch of her worthless life. You just wait and see. Kevin: Jo McFarlane will have one hell of a challenge in front of her when she faces Vvi Traeger tonight. That could be a main event on its own, if you ask me. Vee: Well I didn’t. Jo’s gonna clean Vivi’s clock for her, and hopefully shut her up because #ViviRuinsEverything. I see whatshisface is in the ring, so let’s get the fights started. Kevin: His name is John. Take it away, sir! The show cuts to the ring where the well dressed John Youle awaits, and begins with the opening introductions. John: The opening match of Aggression is scheduled for one fall to a finish!!
A dark, orchestral vocal fills the arena as pink and black lights fill the arena. Smoke fills the stage, rising high as it is pumped out with speed. As the vocals give way to an equally dark electronic beat, two forms appear in the smoke.
I've done the race, I've got this far Look to the North, 'cause I'm the star Gonna make your body move just like Ibiza Might be nice but I'm a diva See me on stage and I'll make you go loony Keep you on your toes, I'm en pointe, OK, sue me Daenerys ain't got nothin' on me Bow down, bitch, and give a curtsey I'll bring you down like Miss Cersei If looks could kill, bitch that's me!
The verse kicks in and one form comes bounding through the dry ice, the sight of Jo McFarlane giving way to the huge chorus of boos, Singapore Cane in hand, pink and black ring gear on full display and a black bandana on her head. Not that she seems to care about the reaction. Kyle Kilmeade comes out beehind her. The verse is fast-paced, and Jo goes down the ramp to the beat of the song, tossing the cane between her hands as she goes. Turning to the camera following her on the last line, she shouts it herself into the camera, pointing to herself with a grin.
All hail the queen (karakakarakakaka) All hail the queen (boom, ka, boom, ka) All hail the queen (karakakarakakaka) All hail the queen
Jo waits for Kyle once she had slid into the ring, rolling from her front to one knee. Kyle joins her in the ring and she heads for her corner, where she takes the top rope and uses it to bounce to the second, where she looks out around her, raising the cane in her hand to further jeers. As she music fades, she jumps back down and discusses something with Kyle
John: In the ring this time, from Derry, Northern Ireland, please welcome “THE LIVING FIREWORK” JOOOOO MCFAAAAAAAAARLANE!
Kevin: It’s probably just me, but I’m still not used to seeing Kye out here with Jo. I know he manages her now, but I don’t really think she needs one.
Vee: Every great wrestler needs a manager, and I say that because I manage great wrestlers and I’m a fantastic manager. I’m sure Kyle adds a lot to her preparation.
I’m not the one who’s so far away when I feel the snakebite enter my veins Never did I wanna be here again and I don’t remember why I came…
The drumbeat to Godsmack’s “Voodoo” hits and the entrance ramp is bathed in purple light and fog. The top of the ramp fills with smoke, and tall candelabras rise up through the floor, flickering in the light. The lights of thousands of cell phone dot the arena like fireflies, adding to the ambience.
Candles raise my desire, why I’m so far away No more meaning to my life, no more reason to stay
Vivi Traeger stands perfectly still as she rises up through the floor, a crown of bones and purple roses resting on her head. Around her neck is her black ball python LaCroix, his scales glimmering.
Freezing feeling, breathe in, breathe in… I’m coming back again…
Reaching the ring, Vivi hands LaCroix off to the ring crew and ascends the stairs, climbing up on one of the turnbuckles. She bends down and then rises up again, throwing her arms out to the sides.
John: From New Orleans, Louisiana, she is the Voodoo Queen, the All-Mother, Vivi Traeger!
Basking in the adoration of the crowd, Vivi jumps down from the turnbuckle and sets her crown aside, ready to face her opponent.
Vee: I know you like this woman, and so do the people. But what I don’t understand is why. Is it because she’s a mom now?
Kevin: That has nothing to do with her in-ring career whatsoever, and I liked her before that anyway. The fans didn’t take to her just because she had a baby.
Angela Rocca was the referee in charge of this contest and checked both competitors were ready before calling for the bell to get the match underway. The two came out of the corner, circling around each other for a moment before they locked up. It saw them go back and forth as they struggled for the upper hand before Jo finally managed to gain the advantage as the Living Firework took her foe down to the mat with a hip toss. Quickly Vivi rolled back to her feet only for the Northern Irish wrestler to catch her as soon as she made it to a vertical base, taking her down to the canvas with an arm drag takedown. Again the Voodoo Queen hit the mat and popped straight back up to her feet only to catch a stiff right hand with the side of her jaw that allowed Jo to scoop her up and slam her down onto the canvas.
Kevin: So you tell me what you think Kyle adds to Jo’s presentation in the ring? She has won a lot of accolades over the years, and didn’t need anyone then.
Vee: Because a good manager sees things that the person involved usually can’t, that’s why. It’s hard to see the flaws in your game when you’re the only one looking for them.
Traeger sat up as she landed and Jo quickly grabbed hold of by the wrist and applied an armwringer. Vivi didn’t let it stop her as she continued to rise, Jo twisting her arm and wrenching up on the armwringer as the New Orleans native made it to her knees and when she got to her feet, Jo transitioned into a hammerlock that saw her force Vivi’s arm up behind her spine towards her shoulder blades. A slight grimace crossed Traeger’s face as she reached for her shoulder for a moment before she reversed the hold, locking in a hammerlock of her own. Jo gave a slight nod of her head and a rye smile as her arm was pushed further up her back by Traeger before she looked to stomp down on the American’s foot. She missed as Vivi moved her foot out of the way in the nick of time which allowed Jo enough freedom to counter out of the move and went for a rear waistlock, not getting to lock her hands before her opponent spun behind her and went for a rear waistlock of her own. Again Traeger didn’t get a chance to fully cinch in the hold before Jo had reversed it and as she did so rushed the Voodoo Queen forward into the ropes and rolled her back into an O’Connor roll pinning combination, grabbing hold of a handful of tights as she did so to try and steal the victory.
Vee: Look at the execution of this rollup! Never mind her hands, she’s correcting her balance.
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Kevin: It’ll take more than that to get over on Vivi, that’s hardly a new trick she’s never had done to her before tonight.
Vivi kicked out and sent Jo towards the ring ropes as she came to her knees. The Northern Irish wrestler caught herself as she hit the ropes and turned to face the Louisiana native with a smirk on her face as she started to trash talk her. The pair started to circle once more before they stepped forwards into a lockup - only Vivi feinted out of it at the last second as she took McFarlane down to the canvas with a hip toss of her own. It was McFarlane’s turn to rush back to her feet and straight into an armdrag which was followed by a roundhouse kick from Vivi before she scooped Jo off her feet and body slammed her to the mat. Quickly Jo rolled away and came back to her feet, keeping her arms out of her foe’s reach but as she got upright, Traeger darted towards her and left her feet, catching her with a dropkick that sent her falling backwards; the Living Firework grabbing hold of the ropes on the way through to land on the apron. As Jo rose to her feet on the apron, Vivi took off across the ring, coming back and launching herself up over the top rope where she wrapped her legs around Jo’s head and used a headscissors takedown to send her to the floor.
Vee: Back to what I was saying, a good manager can make all the difference. Look at the rest of the Gold Standard, for example. Every single one of them has been or currently is a champion.
Kevin: I’ll give you that. But the thing is they had to do the fighting to win those titles...usually. And Jo historically did very well on her own.
Traeger immediately popped up to her feet and slid into the ring as the crowd cheered her loudly, the Voodoo Queen coming straight to her feet and setting off across the ring yet again, launching herself into a tope con hilo that saw her clear the ropes and crash into the rising Jo, taking her back down to the floor. The crowd again cheered the New Orleans native, causing her to throw her hand up as she came to her feet, inciting them to cheer her louder before she pulled the rising McFarlane the rest of the way to her feet and rolled her back into the ring underneath the bottom rope. Traeger climbed up onto the apron and waved the Northern Irish wrestler upwards as Jo was already beginning to get her feet before she used the top rope to slingshot herself into the ring and into a spinning wheel kick that caught Jo on the top of the head, causing her to drop down to all fours. Vivi rolled through and came back to her feet, keeping her momentum going as she ran the ropes again, coming off them and planting Jo’s face into the ring mat with a two handed bulldog. McFarlane rolled onto her back and the Voodoo Queen dove on top of her to make the cover, hooking the leg as she did so.
Kevin: Jo got a face full of the canvas right there, and Vivi’s ready to put another W in the books.
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Vee: A bulldog isn’t going to beat Jo McFarlane unless it’s into an exploding barrel, let’s be real here.
Jo kicked out before the three count could be completed and Vivi quickly pulled her upright and started to light up her chest with a series of stiff open handed chops to her body that saw McFarlane step backwards, trying to cover up her chest only for Traeger to pull her arms away from her chest as she landed another trio of chops in quick succession. As the final chop landed, Vivi jerked her forward by the wrist and sent her across the ring into the corner with an Irish whip, looking to follow in close behind her but the Living Firework hit the turnbuckles back first and came straight back out to catch the New Orleans native with a flying clothesline, taking her down to the canvas. Jo landed on her knees and took a moment to rub her chest before she came back to her feet, turning to face Vivi as the New Orleans native reared back to deliver another chop but never got to throw it thanks to an eye rake from the red haired wrestler.
Vee: Good ol’ Greco-Roman eye rake there.
Kevin: Uh huh. That’s always been one of your favorites. I’ve seen the Storm do it frequently.
Traeger reeled back into the corner, trying to clear her vision and was followed in by her foe; Jo grabbing hold of the top rope as she ignored the referee’s reprimand from the eye rake and - as she started to fire off stiff kicks into the Voodoo Queen’s stomach - the instruction to let her out of the corner. Rocca started the count, getting to four before Jo backed up a half step, raising her hands momentarily as she did so before she once more grabbed hold of the top rope and placed her boot across Vivi’s throat; again ignoring the referee’s warning and forcing the official into using the count. Again the Northern Irish woman milked it for all it was worth, breaking a moment before the disqualification came. It was only the briefest of respites from Jo before she grabbed hold of Vivi’s hair, forcing her eye socket against the top rope and holding it there as she dragged her foe into the next corner, shoving the Louisiana native back against the turnbuckles.
Vee: There’s another one of my favorite moves in a match. The top rope can be used for more than just jumping onto people.
Kevin: Is this something we’re going to be seeing in a little bit when Kristina faces Luci? I wouldn’t be surprised.
As soon as Vivi hit them, Jo again grabbed hold of the top rope and pressed her boot against her foe’s throat for the four count and this time when she broke, she spun around and caught Traeger with a spinning back fist to the jaw. Vivi staggered out of the corner which allowed Jo to hop up onto the middle rope in the corner and launch herself out to drive her opponent into the mat with a bulldog. Quickly the red haired wrestler rolled to her knees, facing her foe as Vivi came to all fours and took hold of her hair once more, bouncing her face into the mat again before scraping her face against the canvas. Once more the referee made the count and got to four before McFarlane rolled away, came to her feet and dropped back to the ropes, bouncing off them and coming back to deliver a curb stomp to the back of her opponent’s head as Vivi came up to her feet. Traeger rolled onto her back, holding her face, as McFarlane dropped down on top of her and made the cover.
Vee: A nasty curb stomp, and we’re about ready for the next match!
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...THR--
Kevin: Vivi would disagree with your assessment.
Vivi kicked out and Jo rolled away, shaking her head at the referee and telling her that it should have been a three count only for Rocca to reject the idea, replying it was just a two count. The Northern Irish wrestler came to her feet and headed towards the corner, climbing to the top and revelled in the boos of the crowd, telling them she was better than all of them and better than Vivi as she watched the Voodoo Queen rise to her feet before she launched herself onto her shoulders and went to snap off a hurricanrana...which Vivi countered out of with a cartwheel, landing on her feet as she did. McFarlane rolled through and back to her feet but as she did so, Traeger caught her underneath the jaw with a savate kick that saw Jo’s legs turn to spaghetti beneath her. As the Living Firework fought to stay upright, Vivi took a second to recover from the attack on her before she leapt up onto Jo’s shoulders and snapped off a hurricanrana of her own this time, holding it for the pinning combination as she did so.
Kevin: Man, you could almost hear the snap off that! Vivi’s looking for the win!
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...THR-
Vee: And much like my appreciation for her, that win was nearly impossible to find.
Jo kicked out before the three count causing Vivi to roll away, coming up to her feet as she did so and skipping towards Jo as she made it to her knees to deliver a short knee into her sternum. A second and third short knee followed before Jo was pulled the rest of the way up to her feet and fired across the ring into the corner. As McFarlane hit the turnbuckles, Vivi chased in after her and got a boot to the face for her troubles as Jo got her foot up. Vivi stumbled backwards, holding her jaw before she stepped forwards towards her opponent and was taken down with a drop toe hold that sent her face first into the middle turnbuckle. The Voodoo Queen pushed back to her feet and turned out of the corner but as she did so, the Living Firework came off the far ropes and caught her opponent with a running high boot across her jaw. It sent Vivi back into the corner and Jo skipped backwards to the middle ring before she charged forwards and launched herself into a high knee to Traeger’s chest. McFarlane rubbed her own chest as she landed on her feet before she grabbed the hand of the Voodoo Queen, jerking her forwards out of the corner and into a release German suplex.
Kevin: Jo can pop off those German suplexes like taking the lid off a soda can, can’t she?
Vee: I wouldn’t know. I’ve never tried to suplex a soda can.
Vivi rolled to the side and started to pull herself up to her feet only for Jo to catch her with a running knee lift as she got to one knee. Traeger held her jaw as she came back to her feet following the strike and the Living Firework spun around and caught her in the lower part of her gut with a back kick. It saw the Louisiana native double over which allowed McFarlane to grab hold of two handfuls of hair and yank backwards to send her down to the mat, landing on the back of her head and shoulders. Immediately Jo left her feet and delivered an elbow drop into her foe’s chest, relaxing across Vivi’s body for the cover immediately afterwards and raising one hand to count along with the referee as Rocca slid into position.
Vee: This may work unless all that silicone took the impact for Vivi!
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...T-
Kevin: ….What?! Never mind.
Vivi kicked out and Jo shook her head as she sat up and looked at the referee’s two count, telling her it was the referee. Rocca tried to tell her it was only a two but as she doing so, Vivi sat up and Jo lunged backwards to catch the Voodoo Queen with a stiff elbow shot to the jaw, knocking her back down to the mat. As Vivi went to sit up once again, McFarlane once more stopped her in her tracks by grabbing hold of her foot and twisting it as she applied an ankle to the highflyer. Rocca shifted position and asked Traeger if she wanted to quit, getting a ‘No’ and a shake of the head from the New Orleans born wrestler, even as Jo twisted further on the joint. Still Vivi shook her head, gritting her teeth in pain and began to kick upwards wildly. A couple of attempts missed their target before Vivi managed to catch her opponent on the point of the jaw. Two more followed it before she brought her knees into her chest and managed to kick Jo off the hold.
Kevin: Vivi’s finally got herself a reprieve here, and none too soon either.
Vee: Says you. I’d have been quite happy for her to suffer a while longer.
McFarlane stepped backwards holding her jaw and as Vivi sat up, reaching for her ankle, the Northern Irish born wrestler dropped back to the ring ropes and came off them with a hesitation dropkick to the seated Voodoo Queen’s head, sending her back down to the mat. Immediately Jo went to apply the ankle lock yet again but as she grabbed hold of her foot, Vivi jerked her knees towards her and pulled her foe into a small package pinning combination.
Kevin: Vivi’s looking to pull this out of the fire right now!
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...THRE--
Vee: And if that’s the case, she failed.
Jo kicked out at the last moment and immediately came to her feet, checking with the official that it was only a two count before she stepped forwards and caught Vivi with a stiff kick to the chest, rocking her back onto her heels. Three more stiff kicks followed before Jo went to pull her foe up to her feet. As she did so, Vivi reached up and grabbed her head before she dropped down to her knees with a jawbreaker. The red haired wrestler staggered backwards, holding her jaw as Traeger came to her feet and went to catch her opponent with a pump kick to her stomach. Jo though caught her foot before it could connect, causing Vivi to hop on one foot for a couple of seconds before she launched herself into a dropsault that saw her catch McFarlane with her boot to the underside of her jaw. Again the Living Firework reeled backwards, falling into the corner and Vivi quickly came to her feet, limping slightly as she favoured one leg and began to unload on Jo in the corner with a series of rapid fire heel palm strikes into her ribcage. McFarlane tried to cover up and protect herself from the volley of blows as the referee called for the break and started the count. Rocca made it to four before Vivi stepped backwards but only so that she could hop onto the middle rope and catch the Northern Irish wrestler with an enzuigiri to the side of the head.
Kevin: That was some concussive impact from Vivi, and I think I’d go for the cover right now!
Vee: Well if she had a manager, she might have done that. See/ Another reason to have a manager.
Jo stumbled out of the corner and as she did so, Vivi hopped up onto the middle rope and launched herself into a Tornado DDT as her opponent turned to face her, spiking her head first into the mat. Again Vivi rolled to the side and quickly kipped up to her feet, still favouring her ankle slightly as she did but despite that, leapt onto the middle rope and used it to deliver a springboard elbow drop into the chest of the Northern Irish woman as she started to sit up, putting her back down on the mat and quickly Vivi hooked the leg as she made the cover.
Kevin: Here we go, and Jo may be done for the night!
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...THR--
Vee: Wrong again, Bob. Err..Kevin.
Jo kicked out once more and Vivi went to bring her opponent up to her feet, driving her knees into her midsection as she did so before she went to Irish whip her into the corner. McFarlane, though, slammed on the brakes and reversed the move, sending Traeger hurtling towards the corner instead. As the Voodoo Queen neared the corner, she stepped up onto the ropes, climbing right to the top without breaking her stride and launched herself backwards into a moonsault body block. It connected perfectly, taking Jo down to the canvas and Vivi rolled away to the side. The crowd were getting behind her loudly as she came to her feet and once more headed towards her foe, bringing her upwards into a single knee facebreaker, sending Jo collapsing back to the canvas where she rolled onto her front and started to slowly push herself up to her feet. As she did so, Vivi headed towards the corner, stepping out onto the apron before she climbed to the top rope and measured up the Living Firework, waiting for the redhead to make it to a vertical base before she launched herself into a diving somersault senton. The move caught McFarlane in the chest, driving her back to the mat where Traeger landed sitting on top of her body and reached back to hook the leg for the pinfall.
Kevin: What hangtime by Vivi! This could be all!
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Vee: Nah, Jo’s too good to go for that flippy shit.
Jo’s shoulder came up off the mat at the last moment and Vivi checked the count with Rocca, nodding her head as the two count was confirmed to her. The Voodoo Queen pulled her opponent upwards from the mat and straight into the Southern Incantation STO backbreaker into a reverse STO. McFarlane held her back as Vivi rolled away to the corner and began to wave Jo upwards; the crowd getting louder behind the New Orleans native. As Jo made it to her feet, Vivi came out of the corner, charging towards her foe and went to connect with the From Treme With Love running bicycle knee to the face only for Jo to spin out of the way of the move at the last second. Vivi landed on her feet, her momentum carried her forwards a step and before she could turn, Jo caught her with a vicious kick to her injured ankle before grabbing her arm and jerking her back down to the canvas with a side Russian leg sweep. Quickly the Living Firework rolled on top of her foe, taking up the mount position and as she cradled the back of Vivi’s head with one hand, she started to drive elbow strikes into the top of her skull with the other.
Vee: Good luck with those elbows, Jo. There’s not a lot of brain up there to scramble.
Kevin: The same could be said for… never mind.
The referee called for the break and began the count as Traeger tried to cover up, Rocca making it to four before Jo rolled away, taking a couple of moments to rub her chest once more and try to catch her breath before she started back to her feet. As the red haired wrestler made it to her feet she dropped back to the ropes and caught Vivi with a bionic elbow to the top of her head as the Voodoo Queen made it to one knee; the blow dropping her back down to her knees. Jo gave her no time to recover as she used a handful of hair to pull her back to her feet, spinning her foe around and lifted her up into the BANG! Wheelbarrow facebsuter. McFarlane took a moment before she rolled Vivi over and made the cover, hooking one leg as she did so.
Vee: There goes the BANG!! Now it’s over!
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...THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
Kevin: Or not! Man, Vivi keeps coming back!
At the very last second Vivi managed to roll her shoulder and break up the pinfall. Rocca waved off the three and instantly showed the two count to the ringside officials and then to Jo as the Northern Irish wrestler asked for three. The red haired combatant shook her head at the official and came to her feet, slapping her hands together and telling her it was three only for Rocca to shake her head firmly, clapping her hands twice and then mimed the shoulder coming, using her fingers to tell Jo her hand was only a hairs breadth away from the mat when the shoulder came up...but still it wasn’t a three. McFarlane turned away from the official in disgust and waved the slowly rising Voodoo Queen back up to her feet before she raised her left hand in a fist and used her right to remove her bandana, signalling for the Hand Grenade.
Kevin: I think Jo may be telegraphing things a little here, and it could bite her in the ass!
Vee: Quit talking about Jo’s ass. I thought you had a girlfriend. And don’t talk about hers either.
As Vivi made it to her feet, Jo moved towards her quickly and left her feet as she looked to deliver the Hand Grenade spinning headscissors...only for Traeger to shove her off before she could execute the move. Jo landed on her feet and stumbled forwards a step which allowed Vivi to quickly step forwards and send Jo into the mat with the Creole Surprise - a leapfrog into a one handed face crusher. McFarlane instinctively rolled onto her side as Vivi took a couple of seconds while she sat on the mat to massage her ankle and clear the cobwebs before she rolled to the side. Jo pulled herself up to her feet and took one step towards her opponent before the New Orleans born wrestler exploded off one knee on the canvas and into The Reminder clothesline from Hell that took Jo back down to the mat. Vivi dove on top of her and hooked the leg for the cover once more.
Kevin: A massive REMINDER to Jo about who the hell she’s facing! This’ll do it!
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Two…
...THRE--
Vee: Kick out, kick out! THANK YOU!!
Jo rolled the shoulder before the three started to come down and rolled onto her front as Vivi looked to the referee, asking for the three count. Rocca told it was only a two as the shoulder came up in time and the Louisiana native nodded her head and came back to her feet, backing up to the ropes as she did so and waved the Derry girl upright. Jo was slow to push upwards but as soon as she was on her feet Traeger darted towards her and took her legs out from underneath her with the Bow Down running dropkick to her opponent’s knees, sending Jo to all fours. Quickly Vivi rolled away, coming to her feet again with her back to the entryway and began to wave her foe upwards as the crowd cheered her louder again only to turn to boos as Eric Cross appeared atop the entrance ramp with a sneer of disgust on his face. Jo pushed upwards, slowly making it to her feet only for Vivi to charge her and drive her down into the mat with the Hurricane Vivienne running swinging DDT, snapping her hips to add a little extra torque to the move. Jo bounced on the mat and rolled away from her opponent, landing on her front. Vivi took a moment to rub her ankle then began to quickly move towards Jo, rolling her onto her front and threw herself on top of the Northern Irish wrestler, hooking the leg as she did so.
Kevin: I think Vivi has her put away right here!
One…
Two…
...THRE--
Vee: Bite your tongue! Kick o----NEVER MIND! AHAHA!!
Rocca never got a chance to complete the count as Cross reached into the ring, jerking Vivi off the top of Jo and pulling her out of the ring and onto his shoulder by the ankle before he fell backwards, driving her into the floor at ringside with a Samoan Drop. Rocca called for the bell and headed towards the corner. Vivi sat up holding her spine and as she did so, Cross jerked her upwards and used every ounce of his strength to pull her into a short arm clothesline that almost took her head as she spun and flipped in mid air before she crashed down into the floor.
John: Ladies and gentleman, the referee has stopped this match due to outside interference...the winner, by way of disqualification… VIVI TRAEGER!!!
Vee: That’s what you get, Kevin! That’s what you get for screwing around in someone else’s match, in this case the Defiance Champion’s match at Rampage!
Kevin: You’re full of it! The match was over when Vivi stopped him from putting Leona Vega on the shelf!
Vee: Well she’ll learn. Look at Jo, she’s just enjoying the show.
In the ring Jo was using the ropes to pull herself upwards while on the outside, Cross had flipped up the ring skirt and pulled out a table. Quickly he set it up on the outside and then charged towards the rising Vivi, catching her with a bicycle knee strike to her jaw. Jo watched as Cross then double underhooked both of the Voodoo Queen’s arms, moving her towards the table before he lifted her high into the air and drove her downwards and through the table with the Alpha-Bomb; the table breaking and splintering with the force of the impact. Cross glared down at her coldly for a couple of seconds before he planted a foot on her chest as he stepped over and headed up the entrance ramp the crowd booed him loudly as he exited.
Vee: Now if she has a brain in her head...which she doesn’t...she’d apologize to him for interfering in his match at Rampage.
Kevin: She didn’t interfere in the title match at Rampage, and you know it as well as he does.
Jo had a half smile on her face as she slid out of the ring and stomped down on Vivi’s head, telling the referee to go ahead and raise the Voodoo Queen’s hand before she delivered another stomp, getting booed herself as she started back up the ramp, massaging her sternum. Rocca checked on Vivi and called for assistance from the back as the show cut elsewhere.
What Scarlett DeservesThe show cuts to the back, and finds Ben standing between two members of the Kincaid family, namely Scarlett and her brother-in-law. As usual, Christian has his plastic badge on and his pop gun in his hand. Ben: Christian, I understand you asked for this time and also requested that your sister-in-law join us for it. So I assume whatever you have to tell us regards her. Christian: Perceptive as always, Ben. That’s part of the reason I asked for this time, you’re right about that. Ben: Well what’s on your mind? Christian: Let me start by giving credit where it’s due after Rampage. In a first ever meeting, Scarlett here knocked off a woman who has been undefeated in SVW since she returned over the summer. Wins over Jo McFarlane aren’t that easy to come by, and she got her pound of flesh, so to speak after what happened at Extreme Prejudice. And I also want to give credit to the SVW Champion, because I don’t remember anyone ever making Rebecka Hate be forced to tap out. Just like Scarlett did with Jo, I can’t say Lacey didn’t earn her victory at Rampage. Ben turns his attention to Scarlett. Ben: Congratulations on the win, Scarlett. Scarlett: Thanks Ben. I’ll give credit to Jo, that was every bit as tough as I expected it to be. I knew she was one of the best in the world and she showed it...even if she did get annoyed that, for some reason, I focused more on her wrestling ability than the fact she’s close to my husband. There was a rolling of the eyes from the Cajun. Scarlett: Still, as good as she was, I proved that I was better. I showed that I am still one of the very best in the world; that I’m not writing suicide notes in any way, shape or form. I’m heading out to that ring and I’m doing what I set out to do. Now I’m ready to get back to the Gold Standard. Every member of the Gold Standard. Each and every single one that got themselves involved way back at Turmoil and helped to screw me over. Christian: I’m pretty sure that can be arranged. But first and foremost, I want to make right what should have been done already. Now with Rebecka having had her chance, there’s only one logical contender that I can think of who deserves to head to SVW’s marquee event to challenge Lacey...or whoever might be SVW Champion by then...for the title. Christian looked to his sister-in-law. Christian: And that’s you. You will challenge Lacey for the SVW Championship at Climax, and the Gold Standard rule remains in effect. None of those girls will be allowed at or near ringside for the match. Ben: Wow! Right to the centerpiece here of the group in SVW, Scarlett. A rematch from Turmoil one on one with Lacey for the SVW title. Scarlett: Thank you, Christian. I can’t wait. At the biggest show of the year, I get the match I should’ve gotten at Turmoil; the one on one match that I should’ve had with Lacey seven months ago - if only it weren’t for Kyle doing all he could to stop it from happening. So long as she manages to keep hold of the title till for another 6 weeks, until we reach Climax. Assuming, of course, that Paul James doesn’t decide he’s going to cash in when Ryan’s not around to stop him and squash Lacey as flat as a bug. If he does, then I guess we’re going to have a rematch from Aggression in August 2018 and I get a chance to even the score with the Fat Cheetah, just with the biggest prize in the business on the line, on the biggest show in company history. That should be one heck of a barn burner. If it happens. Ben: What about that, Christian? Christian: That’s a lot of ‘what ifs’ right there. First of all, here’s what happens if he doesn’t cash in before then, which is the other reason I asked for the time. Providing Lacey is still the SVW Champion by Climax, it will be her and Scarlett one on one. And in another match, the “Fat Cheetah” Paul James will meet Ryan Sheffield one on one. I know he wants that. But if Paul cashes in before then, Scarlett still gets her shot and we’ll just have to have a fatal four way. I can’t speak for Paul, but I know Ryan did a number on his ankle. He has been cleared to compete tonight though. But right now barring any cash ins, we got two major grudge matches on tap at Climax. So it’s going to be one on one for the title...or one on one on one on one for the title. And I suspect if she had her druthers, Lacey would much prefer to keep it to one on one. Ben: Sounds like you’re locked in for your title shot one way or the other to me. I’m sure you’d also prefer to keep it to just you and Lacey at Climax. But the Cheetah is most certainly the wild card in this whole situation. Scarlett: First off, I’m glad to hear Paul is cleared for tonight...though if he hadn’t been, I’d have happily stepped in and taken on Lacey and Stacey tonight because I certainly owe Stacey a little something too. As for Climax, personally, I’d prefer it to be one on one with Lacey. Of course I would, after everything that has happened I certainly want her in the ring. But if it’s not to be and it’s going to be a fatal fourway, I’ll deal with that and do everything that I can to walk out of that match with the SVW Championship too. Christian: On the next Aggression, I’ll have more news on Climax. But now, you’ve got the main event in all possibilities as well as one of the biggest matches on the show. And well deserved too. Christian gave his sister-in-law a handshake and a hug before the show went to a commercial break.
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on: October 18, 2021, 10:13:11 pm
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Started by SVW Front Office - Last post by SVW Front Office
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Wrestler’s Real Name: Kevin Liam MacNamara
Pic Base Name & Link for Picture: Noah Schnapp https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQDdElLcAPicp06feJG6hOKbEEAgtR1NxDIaLNC4zK8e1JOvWafcDOP5dB4STv8wBipKV_C-ZyKFKTa3w&usqp=CAU
Wrestler’s In-Ring Name (if different from real name): Kevin MacNamara
Alignment: Face
Height & Weight: 6’1, 180lbs
Birthdate: 14 September 2004
Entrance Theme: “Life Changes” - Good Charlotte
Entrance Description (Please include ring announcement from John as well, how you want them called out for their match): “Life Changes” starts up on the speakers, dousing the arena in green and white light. From the back comes Kevin MacNamara, to cheers from fans. A black leather duster covers his top half, and a pair of green tights on his legs. He looks around him, taking in what’s going on in the arena, before heading down to the ring. He goes for it at a run, sliding under the bottom rope when he gets there.
John: On his way to the ring from Fort Lauderdale, Florida by way of Glasgow, Scotland! Weighing 180lbs, please welcome KEVIIIIIIIIN MACNAMARAAAAAAAAA!
Kevin pops to his feet and spins slowly in a circle as he reaches the middle of the ring. He heads to his corner, and stands on the middle turnbuckle. He removes the duster and drops it to a ringside attendant, then hops off to the floor. He bounces on the balls of his feet as the music fades out.
Champion’s Entrance (Include ring announcement from John, the match writer will edit in whatever title they are holding at the time). “Life Changes” starts up on the speakers, dousing the arena in green and white light. From the back comes Kevin MacNamara, to cheers from fans. A black leather duster covers his top half, and a pair of green tights on his legs. His belt is strapped to his waist. He looks around him, taking in what’s going on in the arena, before heading down to the ring. He goes for it at a run, sliding under the bottom rope when he gets there.
John: On his way to the ring from Fort Lauderdale, Florida by way of Glasgow, Scotland! Weighing 180lbs, please welcome your SVW [TITLE] Champion, KEVIIIIIIIIN MACNAMARAAAAAAAAA!
Kevin pops to his feet and spins slowly in a circle as he reaches the middle of the ring. He heads to his corner, and stands on the middle turnbuckle. He removes the duster and drops it to a ringside attendant. Undoing the belt from around his waist, he holds up up with two hands for the crowd. He then hops off to the floor. He bounces on the balls of his feet as the music fades out.
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Wrestler Type (Brawler, Technical, High Flyer, etc.): Kevin in terms of wrestling seems to be a cross between his mother, Christian Kincaid and his stepfather. He can fly, has technical ability and can brawl when need be.
In-Ring Personality (Showboat, Focused, Antagonistic, Etc.): Kevin likes to think he’s a bit of a showoff. The problem is, he’s a show off in the sense that he is a teenager. So he just sometimes acts like he’s invincible because of his age.
Friends, Rivals, Enemies in SVW (List each and why they are what they are)
Friends Emma Mackenzie - his mother. Not something seen too often is the parent-child relationship in front of a camera. Emma tries to be supportive of her son, but worries more that he’ll make the same mistakes that she did as a rookie and it’ll come back to bite him. Ryan Mackenzie - his stepfather. Ryan has been in his and his sister’s lives since they were very small children. Christian Kincaid - like Ryan, Christian has been in Kevin’s life since he was tiny. These are the two men he looks up to in the absence of his father. Mika Demidov - One of Emma’s best friends, and has always made time for him and his sister Siobhan MacNamara - Twin sister. Siobhan will rarely appear on camera.
Rivals
Enemies
Manager (And Pic Base) Include manager’s antics at ringside (cheating, motivating, etc.), if any:
Movesets (No less than 6 for each): Strikes Clothesline (will do this leaping if given the chance) Elbowdrop Kneedrop Legdrop (prefer to do this from a height) Enziguiri Shining Wizard Senton (variety of) Crossbody Shoulder block (prefers to fly) Suplex variation DDT variation
Holds Full Nelson Camel Clutch Straight Jacket Bodyscissors Armbar variation Figure Four Side Bear Hug
Signatures Moves (Named Moves fans would recognize): *2004 - Sunset Flip **KLM - Superkick
Taunts To Signal A Finisher (Signify which taunt signals what finisher, if more than one): When setting up for Rolling Stone, Kevin will usually hit KLM first, then shout out at the crowd while motioning towards the turnbuckles
Finishers (Include Move Name & Description): *Rolling Stone - 450 splash **Lights Out Lotto - Tilt-A-Whirl neckbreaker
Wrestler’s Strengths: *Quick - Kevin learned his craft from his mother, his stepfather and Christian Kincaid. If he learned anything from them, he learned how to be fast. **Constantly learning - Arguably because of his rookie status, Kevin is always analysing a situation and seeing what he can learn from what happened before.
Wrestler’s Weaknesses: *Rookie - and a teenager at that. He might always be learning, but sometimes it takes knocking him down for him to realise that he doesn’t know it **Instinct - largely related to being a rookie, sometimes the instincts that come with the experience of the wrestling world is something he doesn’t have.
Wrestler’s Biography (Their history and what brings them to SVW.): Kevin is the second child and only son of Emma Mackenzie. His twin sister, Siobhan, is five minutes older. Born to an addict/teenager, it’s fair to say there was a rough start. Made worse by their placement into care when they were four, after a series of events that left their mother unable to look after them.
The family moved to the States when Kevin was eight, where he has lived ever since, in Las Vegas and Fort Lauderdale, where the family have lived for the largest chunk of Kevin’s life. He’s decided to follow in his parents’ footsteps, and while he is third generation, he refutes it and classes himself as second, preferring to have as little to do with his father as possible.
So now he’s in SVW...and like his mother, if he wants it, he’ll get it.
Past Achievements (tournaments or title wins in real feds or here in SVW. No made up feds, please): --
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on: October 18, 2021, 05:45:33 pm
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Started by SVW Front Office - Last post by SVW Front Office
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The spotlight hangs over John briefly before he raises the microphone to speak, while there is a buzz going through the crowd for the main event.
John: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is your Rampage main event for the SVW Championship!
Kevin: The more things change, the more they stay the same. What I mean by that is the fact that the last time Rebecka Hate was SVW Champion was September of 2014. And now 7 years later, she could be about to capture it again for the third time. I invited Emma to stay with me for this one after we just saw the Adrenaline title change. We might see another.
Emma: The Adrenaline match was one hell of a match, and congratulations again to Anna on that win. This match...eh, I can’t say I’m a huge fan of either of these wrestlers, but that doesn’t change that it’ll be a great match.
The lights fades the drums start in. As the first verse starts, a hooded figure walks out from behind the curtain with a long cloak wrapped around them.
Night is falling, the sun goes down Fireflies awake In the darkness of the forest We are together again
Night is falling, the sun goes down
Fireflies awake In the darkness of the forest We are together again
Far away in a secret place For the chosen ones…..
As the spotlights start to strobe around the arena, the song suddenly stops. As the silence started to get unbearable, a haunting voice starts to be piped through the speakers.
Despite the lies that you're making Your love is mine for the taking My love is Just waiting To turn your tears to roses
As the music joins the voice, the figure removes their hood and the face of Becky Hate is seen as white flames explode in front of her.
Despite the lies that you're making Your love is mine for the taking My love is Just waiting To turn your tears to roses
I will be the one that's gonna hold you I will be the one that you run to My love is A burning, consuming fire
When the chorus starts, the flames dies down some and she steps over the flames. Becka makes her way down the ramp. She ignore the fans as she walk, swatting away hands of unworthy fans that try to touch her As they arrive around ringside, Becky takes off her cloak revealing a form fitting dress similar to the one worn by May on Coyote Ragtime Show with leggings under the dress.
No You'll never be alone When darkness comes, I'll light the night with stars Hear the whispers in the dark No You'll never be alone When darkness comes, you know I'm never far Hear the whispers in the dark
John: “Introducing from Tampa Bay, Florida, she is the carver of souls and self-proclaimed of SVW. Weighing in at…..*receives a glare from Becka* never mind. She is The last of a dying breed….Rebecka Hate.”
You feel so lonely and ragged You lay here broken and naked My love is Just waiting To clothe you in crimson roses
Becky climbs into the ring and glares at the crowd as she waits for the bell to ring.
Kevin: Rebecka earned this chance by pinning Lacey recently in a tag team match. There’s no better way to earn a shot usually than by defeating a champion. Could Fate be riding on that woman’s shoulders just over 7 years later as she looks to three-peat?
Emma: It could well be! It’s not for me or any of us to say. I do believe that if I’m Lacey, I’d be worried about this match. She’s gone down to Becka before, as you said.
The lights dim as the opening bars of Turn You On by Stitched Up Heart hit the speakers around the arena.
Are you awake, You're gonna have to hear the words I say Don't you try turn away, I'm everything you ever dreamed I'd be I'll make you wish that you never talked, Back to me I can't wait to watch your ego bleed Your pain will set me free
A red spotlight hits the curtain and Kyle Kilmeade walks out and proceeds to hold it open for Lacey to walk through. Stepping onto the stage in front of Kyle, Lacey wears a green and black one piece, which has a deep vee cut all the way to her navel, black fishnet tights and matching green and black boots. She runs her hands down her curves, while giving a little sway of her hips and then stands with her arms folded across her chest and her head lowers.
I'd bite I'd scratch I'd hold you down, Just to turn you on I'd leave you waiting tied and bound, Just to turn you on Close your eyes, And come with me tonight I'd burn this whole room to the ground, Just to turn, just to turn you on
She snaps her head up and flings her arms out at the sides of her in one fluid motion, almost as if someone has just pulled the strings on a puppet. Keeping her gaze straight ahead she slowly smirks before lowering her arms to her sides and making her way down the ramp with Kyle walking beside her.
I'll make you beg, I'm gonna teach you things you won't forget Don't you try turn away, I'm everything you ever dreamed I'd be I'll make you wish that you never talked, Back to me I can't wait to watch your ego bleed Your pain will set me free
John: Making her way to the ring at this time,.....Your reigning and defending SVW Champion…..LAAAAACEEEEEY!!!
I'd bite I'd scratch I'd hold you down, Just to turn you on I'd leave you waiting tied and bound, Just to turn you on Close your eyes, And come with me tonight I'd burn this whole room to the ground, Just to turn, just to turn you on
Completely ignoring the crowd at either side of the ramp, Lacey speeds up as she reaches the ring and jumps up onto the apron. Taking hold of the top rope with both hands, she slowly and seductively sways her hips and wiggles her way down and back up, almost like a serpent, before springboarding over the top rope. When she lands in the ring she immediately drops down into the splits and stays there for a moment with her arms outstretched. After getting back to her feet, she climbs up onto the top turnbuckle facing the outside. Pulling something from her top she opens her palm and blows the contents into the crowd.
I can't wait to watch your ego bleed And all the pain you feel will set you free If you behave this night will never end Turn off the lights and start again
The lights shut off completely for a second at the end of the theme, when they come back on, Lacey is standing in her corner sharing some last minute words with Kyle.
Kevin: It was on the 10th anniversary show this past February that Lacey used her Midas Touch contract to become the reigning SVW Champion. Tonight, unlike her manager’s theme music would indicate, she does have 99 problems and Becka is certainly one! Not to mention the Cheetah is here tonight, and he didn’t have a match so… draw your own conclusions.
Emma: I would not be shocked if Paul James made an appearance at some point this evening, I don’t think anyone would. In any case, Lacey has had one hell of a reign as far, no one can argue with that.
Referee Angela Rocca takes the title from Lacey, and shows it to Rebecka before holding it over her head. John takes the title with him as she calls for the bell, and Hate stops John as he steps out onto the apron. She gets another look at the SVW Championship, and holds it up for the crowd, all of whom are happy for her to have it in her hands. That’s when Lacey goes after her from the blind side, racing towards her to land forearms against her back repeatedly. Six in a row land before the former SVW Champion turns around to face her with her eyes wide. She tosses the title back to John, and snatches the champion up with both hands around her neck before slinging her into the corner. And a barrage of back elbows lands against Lacey’s head, Each of them snapped her head back before a massive beal sent the redhead flying out of the corner to the canvas.
Kevin: Lacey went for a Pearl Harbor style attack, and all she did was get Hate’s attention! We’re underway, and the champion is already getting tossed around like yesterdays’ trash!
Emma: Becka might suddenly be liked by the fans again, but it hasn’t changed the way that she moves when it comes to the game. Personally, I’m here for that.
Lacey was quick to get back to her feet, and Becka was right on top of her as soon as she did. She spun the redhead around, and began landing palm thrusts into her neck one after another. The Hall of Famer sent her across for the ride before Hate scooped her up on the rebound into a military press and then walked out from under her to let her faceplant on the mat. Lacey got to all fours until Hate kicked her so hard in the ribs that it lifted her off the mat for a second, and then was pulled back to her feet and fired into another corner. The redhead stumbled out with one hand on her back before Becka barreled towards her with a lariat that flipped the champion in midair to the mat. The fans in the Garden were eating it up too.
Kevin: Kilmeade’s already seen one title slip from his grasp tonight, and Rebecka Hate is well on her way to making it a double! This has been all Becka, and New York City is here for it!
Emma: Becka reminding everyone why she was SVW Champion all that time ago. Not that anyone who’s been watching for all that time will have forgotten, she’s always been a beast.
Becka was feeding off the crowd’s energy at this point too, and slammed her fists into the canvas. Lacey was getting back to her feet again, only to get fired into the ropes once more. This time, the challenger followed her with a big boot to the jaw that toppled her over the top rope to the floor. The fans in the Garden were getting louder as Hate took off for the far side, and rebounded with a head of steam before she cleared the top rope with a flying shoulder tackle that sent the champion into the barricade. She got up quickly, once more feeling the energy of the crowd before she tossed Lacey back into the ring and stepped through the ropes after her.
Kevin: A woman that size shouldn’t be able to fly like that! She sent Lacey into the barricade, and tossed her right back into the ring. The SVW Champion is getting treated like a crash test dummy in the Garden!
Emma: Lacey needs to get herself together, or it’s going to be a very short night and she’ll leave considerably lighter than she was.
Lacey got to her knees in the ring when she realized Becka was heading towards her. The champion scooted backwards on her knees before Hate took off towards her with a running knee trembler to the head to drop her to the mat. The challenger scooped her over her shoulder in one swift movement, and took off towards the corners. A snake eyes landed the redhead against the top turnbuckle before she stumbled backwards...right into Becka’s waiting grip. Both hands were around Lacey’s neck as Hate lifted her up into a sitout powerbomb before rolling through for the cover.
Kevin: Hate with a Rydeen bomb from the heavens! I can’t believe this may already be over!
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
T-NO!
Lacey popped her shoulder off the mat in time, and Hate sat up on her knees with a half smile on her face. It didn’t seem the two count bothered her at all.
Emma: Most people would be quite annoyed if they’d done all that and only gotten a two, but it doesn’t seem to phase Hate in the slightest. Getting the impression she just wants to hurt Lacey.
The champion immediately rolled away from her towards the ropes. Lacey grabbed the middle rope, only for Becka to grab her feet to prevent her from doing much else. She yanked her legs to try to pull her free of the ropes. The first two tries didn’t work, but the third did and caused Lacey to land back on the mat again. But Hate didn’t let go of her feet, instead she turned and catapulted Lacey to land doubled over the top rope. The challenger got to her feet, and jerked the top rope to slingshot her back onto the mat.
Emma: Lacey took a beating but she’s starting to fight back, which Becka needs to be careful of. It’ll end badly otherwise.
Kevin: We’re gonna crown a new SVW Champion tonight, I can feel it! Rebecka is a runaway locomotive, and uh oh! She’s calling for it right now!
Hate dragged her thumb across her neck before pulling Lacey up, and planting her head between her legs into position for her pumphandle slam. The Garden crowd was very loud as they knew what was coming. And as Becka went to lift her, Kyle reached into the ring to grab Lacey’s foot under the bottom rope to hold her down. Hate tried to lift her, but was having a little trouble till she realized Kyle had Lacey’s foot. Then she let Lacey fall to the mat before stomping Kilmeade’s wrist as hard as she could.
Kevin: Hate was looking for KALFU, her pumphandle slam. But Kilmeade stopped that...and may have just gotten his wrist shattered in return.
Emma: I mean...it’s what Kyle does and he knows the risk, but I’m not entirely sure that purposely assaulting people who aren’t in the match is the way to go, if we’re being entirely honest. That said, I’d be pretty pissed off too.
The SVW Champion crawled to the other side of the ring, and started to get up with the help of the ropes. Hate turned to see her, and took off towards her with another big boot aimed at her head. But the champion dropped out of the way, and let the challenger get her foot caught up in the top rope. Then the middle rope snapped around it, hanging the challenger by her ankle between the ropes. Lacey leaned against the corner, taking in deep breaths and trying to get herself together as Becka hung by her ankle.
Kevin: That definitely wasn’t part of the challenger’s plans, and she’s in a very precarious position right now. Lacey hasn’t followed up on it yet, she’s still trying to get it together.
Emma: Can I make the suggestion that Becka get out of that move as quickly as she likes? Because that’s gonna do some damage if Lacey gets there first.
The champion finally pushed forward, and started to attack the Hall of Famer’s knee while her foot was caught between the ropes. Rocca tried to free the challenger until Lacey shoved her on her ass, and went right back to attacking Becka’s knee. Rocca got back to her feet, getting onto Lacey before the champion told her to disqualify her right before she started firing kicks into Becka’s knee. She backed up a few steps, and took a running punt into that knee, causing the challenger to shout in pain with her foot still caught between the ropes.
Kevin: The referee has tried twice now to get Becka’s foot free, but Lacey wants none of that. She dared Rocca to disqualify her, meanwhile the challenger is virtually helpless.
Emma: The only reason Lacey would be okay with a disqualification is it means she would get to keep the belt. Not because of anything else. But that just looks nasty, being honest.
Rocca finally got Rebecka’s foot free of the ropes, and Lacey snatched it from there to drape across the bottom rope. She left her feet to drop her body across that same knee three times, and then yanked Rebecka by the leg towards the center of the ring. She dropped down to the mat, applying an Indian deathlock submission. The redhead arched up on her side to apply the most pressure she could as Rebecka grimaced in pain.
Kevin: Lacey is going to make sure Rebecka Hate can’t stand on her feet the rest of this match if she has her way about it. That’s very sound. The only possible issue I see is that she’s so tall that the ropes are never that far away from Hate anywhere in the ring.
Emma: If you want a strategy that is safe if you can make it work, going for the leg seems like about the best one going! I’d do it too!
Rocca checked with her about stopping the match, but the challenger was adamant that she wasn’t going to quit. Lacey tried to increase the pressure, forcing Hate’s face to show even more agony at the same time. The challenger gritted her teeth and used her hands to drag them a few inches to where she got to the ropes. Rocca called for the break, getting to a four count before Lacey finally released it. The champion got back to her feet, grabbing Hate’s foot and spiking her knee into the canvas repeatedly like a hammer. She stopped and headed for the corner, using a double stomp to her knee off the middle rope.
Kevin: Every single move and hold is aimed directly on that injured knee of the challenger. It’s no secret that when Lacey finds a weakness, she is absolutely relentless. I expect nothing less from her, given how much she covets being the SVW Champion.
Emma: I would expect no less of any wrestler who understands how pain and joints work, even in a basic sense...then again, that’s how I learned about all this, through this business.
Lacey started taunting the challenger now as she circled around her. Meanwhile, Rebecka started to get up...or at least try to get up. And as soon as she was up on one knee, Lacey hit the near side with a running boot to her face after shouting to “KNEEL BEFORE ME.” Hate collapsed back to the mat, and the champion then applied a figure four leglock. She propped up on her elbows, telling the challenger to quit. Rocca moved into position to see if that’s what Hate wanted to do.
Kevin: Not a single pinfall attempt from the champion. It’s one submission after another as she tries to force Hate to tap out. And the longer she keeps this up, that thought may sound like a better idea for Rebecka.
Emma: The unfortunate problem with that idea is that Becka is just so...determined. No matter what. I don’t disagree it would be better for her, but I think she’d be on the verge of losing her leg first.
Lacey sat up in the hold, further berating Hate and telling her to tap out. None of her talking seemed to have the desired effect though, only causing Hate to sit up herself through gritted teeth. Lacey continued talking until Rebecka slapped her across the face. The champion’s face reddened in anger before Hate lifted her arm into the air, trying to flip the hold over now. Lacey tried to stop her though, shifting her weight in the other direction to try to anchor herself.
Kevin; Sometimes running your mouth to your opponent can backfire! All that smack talk from Lacey seems to have only fired Becka up again, and she’s trying to turn this over!
Emma: It’ll be the best thing for her to do, but only if she gets out and then gets herself a break. For maybe a minute.
Hate was the stronger of the two women, and ultimately got her way when she flipped the hold over onto her stomach. Then the pressure reversed, and Lacey’s mouth fell open in pain. Kyle started waving her towards him, even pushing the bottom rope in as far as he could before the SVW Champion grabbed it. Rocca broke the hold, and Becka clutched her knee to her body. Kyle shared some advice with Lacey as she rolled towards him near the ropes.
Kevin: I’m told that the reversal of the figure four hurts even more than the hold when it’s right side up. Judging by Lacey’s face a moment ago, I believe it. Becka’s got a break, and Lacey’s getting some immoral support.
Emma: I won a match doing that once, but a long-ass time ago. I do imagine that what Lacey went through for ten seconds is more painful, but she’s still got the advantage in the form of the sheer beating Becka’s leg has taken.
Hate used the corner to help her get back to her feet, having to lean against it to stay up as she rubbed her knee with both hands. Lacey made it back to her feet with a scowl, and took off towards her...only to run into a boot to the face when Becka got her leg up in time. It stumbled her backwards a couple steps as Becka tried to step out of the corner, albeit gingerly. Lacey got her bearings and went to get her again before Hate surprised her with a lungblower before going for the cover!
Kevin: Hate fighting on one leg practically, and there’s a lungblower! She might do it right here!
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THRE-NO!
Lacey got her shoulder up before the three, and the Hall of Famer struggled to get back to her feet. She was practically hopping on one foot as she did so though, looking down at Lacey with a severe expression on her face before she gave the call for her finisher again.
Emma: Becka is not happy about not getting the three there, not that you can blame her too much. Anything for a break.
Lacey slowly began to get to her feet, only for Becka to plant her head between her legs. The fans in the Garden came to their feet as she leaned over to grab her around the waist, still mostly on one leg.
Kevin: She’s gonna go for the KALFU again...but with one bad knee, I don’t know about this!
As soon as she tried to lift her up though, Becka’s knee gave out on her and she dropped back to the mat. Lacey quickly grabbed both legs, and applied an inverted figure four leglock this time. Hate shouted in pain as soon as the hold was applied, and Rocca darted around in front of her to check for the submission.
Emma: Lacey is straight back on the bad leg, and anything to get that submission at this point!
Lacey had the hold expertly applied as Becka’s fingers started clawing her scalp. Her face looked as though she were being tortured, and that’s exactly what was happening. The referee checked again and again, still not getting the right answer to stop the match. She tried to reach for the ropes, but it was Lacey close tot he ropes with Becka in the center of the ring. The powerhouse tried to pull them both to the ropes, but couldn’t get any movement at all.
Kevin: Good Lord! How much more of this can Rebecka take?! Her knee is being tortured, and Lacey has no reason to release it either!
Emma: If there isn’t a torn ligament in there somewhere by now, I’ll be impressed!
Hate shouted in pain once again, and the referee had to ask the question. She didn’t get the answer she was looking for still, and Becka’s fingers clawed at the canvas. The mat began to tear where Hate’s nails had dug into it as she tried to claw her away to the ropes. The Hall of Famer buried her head in the crook of her arm, and finally tapped out. The referee called for the bell, and Lacey broke the hold and got back to her feet.
Kevin: I can only imagine what Becka was feeling, but it was debilitating enough for her to make the smart decision and end this! And Lacey has retained her title!
Emma: You don’t see someone tap out too often, but there is definitely a case of pride comes after your health. And that's definitely the case here.
John: Your winner by submission…...AND STIIIIIIIIILLL SVW Champion…..LACEY!!!
A trainer and Christian both headed into the ring to check on Becka as Kyle raised his client’s hand. Lacey snatched her title from the referee. She thrust it over her head to boos from the New York City crowd.
Kevin: Lacey was relentless when she found her opening on the challenger, and I’ll give credit where it’s due. She took a thumping, but she still came away with the win...by submission no less. I’m impressed.
Emma: It was quite the match, though I can’t help but feel it did get slightly one-sided near the end, though the number Lacey did on Becka’s leg facilitated that.
King of the jungle, humbly stay honest Eat with the lions, swim with piranhas
The New York City crowd went from boos to a roar as they looked towards the ramp to see the “Fat Cheetah” in his ring gear with the golden case in his hands. Lacey’s eyes widened as she clutched her title to her chest at the sight of the big man.
Kevin: Uh oh….I don’t think your night is over just yet, champ! He’s six foot six and 450 pounds...and fresh as a daisy!
Emma: If I’m Lacey, I’m doing a little bit more than holding my title like that. But that’s just me.
Paul headed down the ramp, and up the steps to the apron. The big man looked out over the crowd, and waved the referee over while John got up from his seat.
Kevin: He tried this once before, but the Gold Standard prevented it. Then our network troubleshooter banned them from ringside….so Lacey’s in big trouble!
Emma: She is, she is! I wouldn’t want to be in her shoes right now.
Paul handed the briefcase to the referee as Lacey backed up towards the ropes. Kyle was halfway out of the ring to the floor when John began to speak.
John: Ladies and gentlemen, Paul James is cashing in his Midas Touch Contract! The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the SVW Championship!
The Garden crowd roared in approval as the big man stood on the apron, flashing a big smile towards the very alarmed Lacey, who was still clutching her title. The referee went to get it from her, but Lacey didn’t want to let it go.
Kevin: Paul’s eyeing up the champion like one of those steaks he likes so much! The champion doesn’t want to let go of the title!
Emma: No one would! The more you stall, the better your recovery gets in a situation like this. And even then...not when you’ve worked already to keep it.
The referee tried to get Lacey to give her the title so she could call for the bell. That was when a crowbar smashed against the big man’s ankle from behind, causing him to crumple off the apron to the floor. The fans booed loudly as Ryan Sheffield kept striking his ankle until the crowbar was dented. Lacey ducked out of the ring on the other side, and headed quickly for the back with Kyle right behind her.
Kevin: What the…?! Ryan Sheffield is assaulting the big man’s ankle, and this has to be a receipt for Paul nearly cleaning his clock a couple weeks ago! He’s not part of the Gold Standard obviously, but Lacey will still take the help!
Emma: It was unexpected, that’s for sure. And I can’t say it’s the worst thing to happen in terms of score evening, but I’m fairly sure it went a bit further here.
Ryan tossed the dented tool to the floor, and doubled back towards the ramp as trainers then went to help the Cheetah. Paul’s face was a mix of pain and anger as he looked up to see Ryan retreating.
Kevin; Ryan doesn’t want the Cheetah anywhere near the SVW Championship picture now that he’s earned his shot at the title. So he’s trying to put the biggest threat in the whole picture on the shelf! But judging by the look on the Cheetah’s face, he might have bought himself a massive problem!
Emma: He bought himself a massive problem when he started trying to get the belt off Lacey...it just so happens that it’s getting worse for him.
Kevin: The bell never rang, so the Cheetah is still holding the contract...and a lot of bad intentions for Ryan Sheffield to go with it!
Ryan darted through the back as Lacey stood at the top of the ramp, holding her title above her head. Rampage then faded to black.
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on: October 18, 2021, 05:45:23 pm
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Started by SVW Front Office - Last post by SVW Front Office
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The show returns to the ring, and John’s ready and waiting once again to handle the introductions.
John: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the SVW Adrenaline Championship!
Kevin: Two of the most talented high flyers in the world today are about to collide, and in Anna’s case, you gotta believe she’s extra motivated because she’s facing the woman who put her trainer and manager into retirement against his will. The same woman who called that match at Climax with me is here for this one, that being Emma Mackenzie. Welcome back to the booth.
Emma: Hi, Kevin! Thanks for having me! Nothing like a bit of second-hand vengeance for Anna here, at least with any luck.
The dirty technologic sounds of “Don’t Stop” echo through the sound system, and as the beat drops, the massive “AC” logo flashes in bright neon blue in the main screen. The crowd is already reacting to it with mixed reactions, mostly boos, as Anna Cortez steps through the entrance gate and stops atop the ramp, being closely followed by Christian Kincaid. She stands there for a second, surveying the environment, before walking down the ramp, her focus zeroed in on the ring.
John: Introducing first, from Fort Worth, Texas… ANNA CORTEZ!
Anna takes the steel steps into the ring and jumps in, moving to the turnbuckle opposite from where she entered, hopping on the second rope and just allowing herself and the crowd to look at one another, almost as if it was the protocol… Before jumping back down to the ring and removing her coat and glasses, putting it all aside as she takes shelter on her corner.
Kevin: Anna’s been knocking off some top talent before her manager, the network troubleshooter complete with plastic badge and pop gun, put this match together. She scored wins over half of the Wicked Storm and even knocked off Ashley Marie Chase. And I’m positive CK has her laser focused on her opponent.
Emma: I don’t doubt that in the slightest! Christian’s always been a hell of a trainer and manager, his results speak for themselves. Anna’s on one hell of a roll, and I hope it continues for her.
As the opening of ‘Pour Some Sugar on Me’ by Def Leppard starts to play, Kyle Kilmeade steps through the curtain and holds it open. Stacey Sky steps out onto the stage wearing her ring gear which consists of a black bra-style top, with gold trim. A black and gold cheerleader style skirt, and black boots with a gold trim. Her Championship secured around her waist which she runs her fingers over with a smirk.
Pour some sugar on me Ooh, in the name of love Pour some sugar on me C'mon, fire me up Pour your sugar on me I can't get enough
She stops at the start of the ramp and runs her hands down her sides until she reaches her hips and then stands with her hands on hips for a moment, before she starts moving towards the ring with Kyle walking slightly behind her.
I'm hot, sticky sweet From my head to my feet, yeah
As the line hot, sticky sweet plays, she raises her finger to her mouth and tilts her head to one side. Then she sways her hips, lowering herself down at the same time, before popping back up and blowing a kiss from one side to the other.
John: Making her way to the ring, hailing from Anaheim, California and accompanied by Kyle Kilmeade……Your reigning and defending SVW ADRENALINE CHAMPION……….“Sensational” Stacey Sky
Listen! red light, yellow light, green-a-light go! Crazy little woman in a one man show Mirror queen, mannequine, rhythm of love Sweet dream, saccharine, loosen up Loosen up
She removes her Championship and passes it to Kyle before she takes off at a run towards the ring and then jumps up onto the apron, where she immediately drops down into the splits. She leans forwards and grabs hold of her foot, lowering her head so she can roll under the bottom rope, still in the splits. Once in the ring, she moves up to her knees, throwing her head back as she does. She licks her lips and gives a devilish smile out to the crowd.
You gotta squeeze a little, squeeze a little Tease a little more Easy operator come a knockin' on my door Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet Little miss innocent sugar me, yeah, yeah Give a little more.
As her music starts to fade she gets to her feet and goes to her corner, where Kyle hands her back her Championship. She climbs up and sits on the top turnbuckle with her legs crossed and the Championship raised high above her head to a boo from the crowd. She shares a few last minute words with her manager on the apron as she awaits the start of the match.
Kevin: Stacey Sky is the longest reigning current champion in SVW. And it’s not even close! For 323 days and counting, she’s been on top of this division and ruling it with an iron fist. And as much as I like Anna, it’s hard to bet against Stacey in big matches in SVW.
Emma: True as all that is, it’s also fair to point out that people have ended better reigns on better people. I won’t argue with Stacey’s talent, but title reigns will always end eventually.
Referee Mickey McGuire took the title from Stacey, and showed it to Anna. He held it up for the crowd, and called for the bell to start the match. Kyle was still sharing some advice with his client as he stood in her corner before the blonde headed out to the center of the ring. Meanwhile, Anna was crouched in her corner and never took her eyes off the champion. Stacey tried to jumpstart it by charging the corner to attack her before she got up to her feet, but Anna popped up to greet her with a flurry of rights.
Kevin: Stacey was gonna try to catch Anna before she got out of the corner, but all she’s catching now are some fast and furious right hands upside her head. If this turns into a brawl, I think Stacey will have the edge.
Emma: Not a single lie detected there. Which means Stacey really needs to keep up the pressure on Anna. You don’t want to get Anna going.
Stacey returned fire with rights of her own before she stopped her with an European uppercut. It stalled Anna for a half second before the triplet shoved her backwards,, and vaulted forward with a scorpion kick to the top of her head. That wobbled Stacey a little more before Anna swept her feet out from under her. She scooped up those legs, and catapulted Sky into her corner. The blonde struck head first against the top turnbuckle, and staggered backwards until Anna hit the near side ropes for a springboard into a dropkick to her chest to put her on the mat.
Kevin: Anna’s doing a great job of keeping Stacey off balance here in the early moments, and that’s key to slowing down anyone with Stacey’s speed. If she can’t plant her feet, it’s awfully hard to do much else.
Emma: I would be interested to see a wrestling match where the feet don't touch the ground once. Be bored as hell after ten minutes, but it sounds like fun on paper.
Sky was quick to get back to her feet, and caught a punt to the ribs from Anna when she tried to get up. Cortez grabbed her head, and started slamming it into the top turnbuckle. The fans counted off ten times it landed before she shoved Stacey away again. The brunette scaled the corner as Stacey remained off balance, and came off with a blockbuster from the top rope into a cover.
Kevin: Big time impact, and Anna’s already flying in this one! Not where Stacey wants her to be!
ONE!!
T-NO.
The champion shoved her away as the two was coming down. Anna popped back to her feet, and started running again. She took off for the far side as Stacey got up, and caught her with a springboard into a flying forearm to deck her to the mat again.
Emma: It was way too early for that and I think Anna may have known that, not that it’s stopping her right now either!
The fans in the Garden were loudly behind the challenger as she pulled Stacey to her feet, and whipped her into the far corner. Anna followed her in with a corner clothesline before grabbing the rope and laying in fast kicks to her body in a blur. Anna planted her feet, and went for another corner clothesline. But Sky ducked, only for Cortez to end up in a headstand on the top turnbuckle...at least until Stacey rose up to her feet...and then Anna dropped her with a DDT as she came back down.
Kevin: A headstand on the corner into a DDT, that’s a new one! Stacey might have come into this match taking Anna too lightly.
Emma: I’d be surprised if that wasn’t the case, to be honest. Stacey’s at the point where she would almost feel untouchable, and with good reason.
The fans were getting louder in their support as Anna scooped the champion up into a falcon’s arrow. She shot across her for the cover as McGuire slid into position to make the count.
Kevin: This has been all Anna, and she’s closing on her first title!
ONE!!!
TW-NO.
Stacey still kicked out, only a half second slower than the last time. Anna popped back to her feet, doubling back to the corner she just left and making her way up top again. She came off with a leg drop, but Sky rolled out of the way and let Anna crash onto the canvas, jarring her entire body as she did.
Emma: Not quite! That was definitely closer though, and you can’t argue that Stacey is getting it handed to her.
The blonde slowly got to her feet, clearly hurting from the offense before she began kicking Anna in the chest as hard as she could. Multiple shots landed before the brunette toppled over onto her side. Stacey took a second to gather herself before she lifted Anna up for a gutbuster across her knee. The triplet was sat up again, only for Stacey to apply a bow and arrow submission by pulling her arms behind her with her knee planted in her back.
Kevin: Stacey’s keeping the pace slow right now, because I’m guessing she’s still recovering from what she absorbed. She may just keep this match ground based all night.
Emma: Stacey definitely could do with a breather after all that she took from Anna. Realistically, this is probably the closest she’ll get without getting out of the ring.
McGuire asked Anna about stopping the match, but the challenger shook her head. The champion tried to create more pressure as she leaned back while pulling Anna’s arms behind her. Another check from the official got another shake of Anna’s head. Sky let go of one arm to drive an elbow into the top of the brunette’s head, and then transitioned the hold into a straightjacket submission with Anna’s arms wrapped around her neck.
Kevin: I guess the logic is if you can’t make her quit, choke her out. And that’s precisely what this hold will do if it’s applied long enough.
Emma: Hey, it’s smart. Not only does it put Anna in a ridiculously compromising position, but it gives Stacey extra time to get herself back together. And the longer she does that, the better it is for her.
Anna started trying to get up in the hold, which worked but Stacey kept her arms around her neck. It looked like the challenger was trying to get to the ropes for a break until Stacey turned it into a straightjacket lungblower that dropped Anna to the mat before she made the cover.
Kevin: Excellent way to stop Anna right there, and Stacey’s looking to put this thing away.
ONE!!!
TWOO!!
Anna got her shoulder up, but was still coughing and trying to refill her lungs after the submission. She rolled away from Stacey to the ropes, which the champion allowed to happen as she got to her feet. A running boot to the jaw sent Anna over the top rope to the floor.
Emma: That wasn’t as close as I expected it to be, really. I’d have thought that would have taken more out of Anna than it actually did.
Christian moved towards Anna to talk with her and help her to her feet. Stacey put an end to that when she hit the far side ropes, and vaulted over the top rope into a suicide dive that took them both down to the floor. As she pulled Anna to her feet, she kicked proverbial dust onto Christian before tossing the challenger back inside. It all amused Kyle, who was chuckling as he watched around the corner.
Emma: That suicide dive was impressive, then she wrecked it by doing whatever that was to someone who has done nothing except stand in a corner. What was the point of that?
Kevin: I think it’s just a show of disrespect. She ended his SVW career at Extreme Prejudice, and tonight she plans to finish off his pupil.
Stacey slid in after her opponent, pushing her head away with her foot a few times to toy with her. She finally dragged her to her feet, and started hammering forearms into the side of her head. It rocked the brunette backwards before Stacey whipped her across for the ride, and blasted her with a spinning roundhouse kick on the rebound that dropped Anna to the mat. Stacey made the cover with a leg hooked this time.
Kevin: Anna caught every bit of that roundhouse at a high rate of speed, and Stacey’s reign may be continuing still!
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOO!!!
TH-NO.
Anna got her shoulder up again, and Stacey punished her for it with elbows to the side of her head. She scooped Cortez over her shoulder, and hung her upside down in a tree of woe in the corner.
Emma: Anna says no! But Stacey isn’t done with her yet! Tree of woe is not a fun thing to be on the receiving end of.
A few stomps landed against Anna’s body before Stacey headed to the far side of the ring. The fans in the Garden were chanting Anna’s name, trying to rally her as Stacey measured and took off. She was aiming for a baseball slide into Anna’s head, but the challenger sat up and Stacey slid into the corner instead with both legs wrapping around the post. Her jaw fell open as she was frozen in pain, while Anna was sitting on the top turnbuckle trying to get herself together.
Emma: And then it’s a bad place to be when things like that happen! For those of us who were not born with lady bits, that hurts a hell of a lot for us too! I might have squirmed a little.
The brunette finally got back to the mat, still reeling as Stacey crawled out of the corner very delicately for a moment. Anna put her down with a guillotine leg drop across the back of her head before she made it back to her feet. Christian was also on his feet now, shouting some advice to Anna that caused her to head up to the top rope. Anna perched herself, waiting for Stacey to get up. When the champion did and went to get her, Anna hopped onto her shoulders and delivered a dragonrana that popped the fans in the Garden!
Kevin: I think that’ll do it!! Anna with some massive impact, and a new champion in three!!
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NO.
McGuire stopped the count as Stacey got her foot across the bottom rope. He pointed it out to Anna, who sat up on her knees with a pained expression still on her face.
Emma: Some great ring awareness by Stacey definitely saved her there!
Anna dragged Stacey by the arms out of the corner, and took off towards the ropes. She scaled them like a cat before using the top rope for a springboard into a corkscrew moonsault that landed flawlessly on target. She hooked both legs this time for the cover as McGuire dropped to count.
Kevin: The ropes won’t save Stacey this time! Anna’s so close she can taste it!
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NOO.
Stacey’s shoulder popped up off the mat, and Anna sat up with a shake of her head. She looked towards Christian, who started giving her advice as she got to her feet.
Emma: Damnit! So close, she got that sweet taste ripped right out of her mouth!
She pulled the champion up with her, but Stacey surprised her with a jawbreaker followed by a facebuster to put them both on the mat. The blonde was taking in deep breaths before she headed towards the corner herself this time. It was a slow climb to the top rope before she made it...only to be joined by Anna who climbed up with her. The two started trading right hands until Anna surprised her with a headbutt to the face. She snatched Stacey around the waist, and came off with her cyclorama into a cover.
Kevin: That’s her move...the ANNA GO ROUND!!
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
The referee called for the bell to a pop from the fans before Christian rushed the ring. He helped Anna to her feet, congratulating her as the referee raised her hand.
John: Your winner….AND NEEEEEEEEEEWWW SVW Adrenaline Champion…..ANNA CORTEZ!!!
Emma: She did it! Stacey’s near-year long reign is over on the count of three! Anna is the Adrenaline Champion!
McGuire handed Anna the Adrenaline Championship, and she clutched it against her chest as she looked at her reflection. The New York City crowd roared their approval before she hugged her manager, and raised it over her head.
Kevin: Congratulations to Anna Cortez! Whether it be her or her sisters, the Cortez girls have never lost a match where they were challenging for a title, Emma. Anna’s got her first title, and just kept that tradition going!
Emma: It’s a damn good tradition to have going, that can’t be argued! Congrats to Anna, that was very well deserved.
She hugged her new title to her chest, still looking at it with disbelief as the show headed elsewhere in the Garden. Let’s Be HonestThe shot changes to see the form of Victor Frost putting on some red sunglasses to match his outfit as he heads towards the ring. A production assistant stops him like last time, but he pushes him away and snatches a microphone off a table. As he turns it on, the shot changes to inside the arena as Victor heads out onto the stage. Victor: Ladies and gentlemen of New York City, my name is Victor Frost and the show that they took off Aggression has come here tonight to Rampage! The show is called “Let’s Be Honest” because that’s the only language I speak. Victor doesn’t get much of a reaction since they aren’t too familiar with him yet, but it doesn’t stop him from continuing. Victor: Now I know you don’t know me. Yet. But that’s about to change. Two weeks ago on Aggression, I was supposed to debut my new show, “Let’s Be Honest”, and that got pre-empted because of one man. His name is Cody Kincaid. And you know what? I didn’t mind it all that much, because when he did that, I knew who my first show was going to feature. So tonight on my debut of “Let’s Be Honest”, the CEO of this company? Cody, this one’s for you. He continues down the ramp, and starts to stroll around the ring. Victor: Before you get the wrong idea, I’m not here to kiss his ass. As a matter of fact for pre-empting my show on Aggression, I think he might be one of the dumbest human beings walking the face of this Earth. But you know what, New York City? How many times have you seen someone have a show and go in there to talk to someone in the back? Too damn many times. That’s not what Victor Frost is going to do, because tonight right here in the Big Apple, the guest for “Let’s Be Honest”....is ALL OF YOU!! That starts to win them over, and he begins getting a more positive reception. Victor: That’s right, all of you are my guests tonight. Because quite frankly, there’s no opinion that matters more in SVW than yours because you’re the ones paying to see the show. You are all the lifeblood of this company, and tonight you’re gonna get to join me in sharing what you think of Cody Kincaid. Who wants to talk to Victor? The crowd gets a little louder, and Victor stops at the barricade in front of a man with two kids at his side. Victor: Are these two boys yours? The man nods his head, and Victor gives each of the kids a high five. Victor: What’s your name? Man: Jack Victor: Alright, Jack. Let’s be honest….what do you think of Cody Kincaid? Jack: I think he’s the worst! The. Worst. Victor starts chuckling as he listens to Jack, and nods his head. Victor: Ten pounds of crap in a five pound bag? I got you. He shakes Jack’s hand and moves down a bit to a blonde woman, who he gestures to come towards the barricade. Victor: What’s your name, gorgeous? Woman: Andrea. Victor: Well Andrea, other than trying to stop traffic looking like that, let’s be honest. How do you feel Cody Kincaid has done in his job as the CEO of SVW? Andrea: I can’t stand him, he’s horrible at his job. Total zero. Victor: I feel you on that, Andrea. Victor’s eyes dart over to the booth, and head in that direction. Victor: Just to provide equal time, let’s give Vee here a chance. Vee gets nothing but boos from the crowd as Kevin turns to watch her. Victor: Now Vee Chandler, what do you think of Cody Kincaid? Vee: --- Victor: Sorry, Vee. Let’s be honest, no one in the Garden cares what you think. Another pop from the crowd, leaving Vee none too happy as Victor turns back to the camera. Victor: I don’t know if you are paying attention, Cody. But it’s obvious to ol’ Victor here that New York City thinks you ABSOLUTELY SUCK. The fans get very loud at that, showing that they are in full agreement. Victor tips his sunglasses down when he looks into the camera. Victor: Feel free to do with that information what you wish, jackass. And the next time you-- Victor’s microphone is suddenly cut off, causing him to tap the top of it as the fans begin booing the action. Frost starts chuckling again, shrugging his shoulders as he tells the camera “Sometimes the truth hurts.” Victor hops the barricade, and heads towards the exit through the crowd before the show cuts to a package for the SVW Championship.
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on: October 18, 2021, 05:45:14 pm
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Started by SVW Front Office - Last post by SVW Front Office
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The history between Scarlett and Jo is highlighted science their first interactions during the Midas Touch Battle Royal, and the war of words that followed. Then we head back to the ring with John ready to make the introductions.
John: The following contest is scheduled for one fall to a finish.
Kevin: This very well may be the match with more bad blood than anything else on the card. I know for a fact Scarlett is looking to make an example here, and I’m sure Jo is doing the same.
Vee: Jo has been undefeated in SVW since coming back in the Midas Touch, and that proves she’s always been on top of her game. Now she gets to shut Scarlett up once and for all.
A dark, orchestral vocal fills the arena as pink and black lights fill the arena. Smoke fills the stage, rising high as it is pumped out with speed. As the vocals give way to an equally dark electronic beat, two forms appear in the smoke.
I've done the race, I've got this far Look to the North, 'cause I'm the star Gonna make your body move just like Ibiza Might be nice but I'm a diva See me on stage and I'll make you go loony Keep you on your toes, I'm en pointe, OK, sue me Daenerys ain't got nothin' on me Bow down, bitch, and give a curtsey I'll bring you down like Miss Cersei If looks could kill, bitch that's me!
The verse kicks in and one form comes bounding through the dry ice, the sight of Jo McFarlane giving way to the huge chorus of boos, Singapore Cane in hand, pink and black ring gear on full display and a black bandana on her head. Not that she seems to care about the reaction. Kyle Kilmeade comes out beehind her. The verse is fast-paced, and Jo goes down the ramp to the beat of the song, tossing the cane between her hands as she goes. Turning to the camera following her on the last line, she shouts it herself into the camera, pointing to herself with a grin.
All hail the queen (karakakarakakaka) All hail the queen (boom, ka, boom, ka) All hail the queen (karakakarakakaka) All hail the queen
Jo waits for Kyle once she had slid into the ring, rolling from her front to one knee. Kyle joins her in the ring and she heads for her corner, where she takes the top rope and uses it to bounce to the second, where she looks out around her, raising the cane in her hand to further jeers. As she music fades, she jumps back down and discusses something with Kyle
John: In the ring this time, from Derry, Northern Ireland, please welcome “THE LIVING FIREWORK” JOOOOO MCFAAAAAAAAARLANE!
Kevin: Now with her new manager, you’re absolutely right about Jo’s SVW record since returning. She’s been run close more than once, don’t get me wrong. But she’s always managed to find a way to win.
Vee: That’s all that matters, Kevin. People remember winners. No one remembers who won the silver medal in the Olympics, after all.
The lights go out, leaving the crowd in silence for a moment before “Into The Sun” by The Parlor Mob kicks in, all the lights in the arena stuttering on and off. As the guitar opening slows down the lights die and are replaced only by a bright white spotlight shining down onto the middle of the entrance ramp like a golden sunbeam slicing down from the heavens and illuminating where Scarlett Kincaid, head bowed. As the first verse is sung, She stands there, breathing deeply and composing herself for a long couple of seconds before she starts to head toward the ring. On her way down the entrance ramp she high fives as many of the fans on both sides of the entrance ramp as she possibly can on her way to the ring.
As she gets to the ring she climbs onto the apron and stands in the middle of the ropes, leaning backwards over the top rope as she pumps her fist. The red haired wrestler pauses for a couple of seconds to take a deep breath before she turns to face the ring, grabbing hold of the top rope and then catapults herself into the ring. Landing on her feet she charges to the opposite corner she leaps to the top, holding her arm aloft to a loud ovation from the crowd. Finally she turns and drops to sit on the top turnbuckle, looking into the ring, nodding her head along to the song as it draws to a close and the lights return to normal she drops down onto her feet in the corner, kissing two of her fingertips she presses the kiss against two small sets of initials - EK & EGD - embroidered on her ring gear at her hip.
John: Standing 5’6” tall, weighing in at 128lbs and hailing from Baton Rouge, Louisiana. Please welcome, accompanied to the ring…. SCARLETT KINCAID!!!
Kevin: Scarlett’s got her game face on! She’s usually all smiles and shaking hands, but this mess with the Gold Standard has made her more focused than ever before.
Vee: You’d think she would be grateful for that too. I mean if what you are saying is true. I think she’s been awful all along, but that’s just me.
Referee Rudy Palmer barely had time to call for the bell before the two women made a beeline for one another, and that’s when the fists started flying in what was essentially a slughest. The fans responded practically to every punch, and it was Scarlett who was starting to get the better of the exchanges. She shoved JO backwards, and fired off a knife edge chop to her chest. Jo returned fire with one of her own, and got one back almost as quickly before the Cajun fired her across to the far side. As soon as Jo rebounded, Scarlett followed her in with a running clothesline that toppled the pale redhead over the top rope to the apron. But Kincaid barely gave her any time to recover, as she hit the far side while Jo was getting back to her feet. She blasted her with a dropkick to the chest that McFarlane down to the floor...and Scarlett followed her out.
Kevin: They’re going full tilt on each other right from the get go, and it’s already spilling out to ringside.
Vee: Well that’ll be Scarlett’s first mistake right there. Jo loves to get her hands on whatever she can, and there’s plenty out here for her.
Jo was pulled back to her feet before Scarlett bounced her head off the apron. It sent her backwards a step before she went to fire Jo into the barricade. But the Irish lass reversed it and sent Scarlett back first instead. A short running boot to the chest toppled Scarlett over into the front row, and Jo hopped the barrier after her. Many of the fans were cheering on Scarlett as Jo told them to move. And when Kincaid got to her feet, Jo slammed her across a row of chairs.
Vee: What did I tell you, Kevin? Scarlett should have kept this match in the ring, but no, she wants to be a hero. This is what happens to heroes.
Kevin: Referee Rudy Palmer is giving a lot of latitude to these two, because I think he’d have called for the bell right there! But they need to settle this!
Jo grabbed Scarlett’s head, and started spiking the back of it into one of the chairs before she finally rolled to the floor. The referee came to the floor next, yelling for them both to get back into the ring. But he was mostly ignored at this point. Jo lifted the Cajun up, dropping her chest first across the top of the barricade and then tipping her over to land ringside. McFarlane followed after her, pulling Scarlett up and driving her back first into the apron before shoving her back into the ring. The referee followed her with Jo right behind him.
Kevin: Well we’re back in the ring now, and Jo has the advantage. I think that slam onto the chairs had to have done a number on Scarlett.
Vee: We can only hope, Kevin. I love watching Scarlett get her clock cleaned. If they come by here, maybe I’ll help.
Scarlett rolled away from Jo as she was pursuing her. And when McFarlane reached down to pick her up again, Scarlett surprised her with a shot to the stomach. Two more landed, sending the Irish lass backwards a step. Scarlett rose to her feet with a pained expression before connecting with a discus punch that wobbled Jo backwards. She followed it up with a ripcord knee strike that dropped Jo to her knees, giving Scarlett time to hit the ropes behind her to rebound with a running bulldog to spike her face into the mat. But it was clear that the landing didn’t help her back after what Jo had done earlier.
Kevin: Scarlett’s back in control again, and this match has resembled a pendulum since the bell rang. This is the first time these two have ever met one on one, fans.
Vee: Clearly it’s long overdue. They don’t like each other, and all they want to do is wreck the other person. That’s my favorite kind of match to watch.
Scarlett held her lower back for a second, and then made it back to her feet. She dragged Jo up with her, pelting her with forearms to the side of her head before whipping her into the turnbuckle. A handspring back elbow landed flush on McFarlane’s jaw, and Scarlett scooped her to sit on the top turnbuckle. After climbing up with her, she landed a few more shots before hooking her head for a superplex that bounced them both off the mat. Scarlett made the cover with the outside leg hooked as Palmer dropped to count.
Vee: She’s just hurting her own back more with that move, because superplexes take it out of both of the people involved.
ONE!!!
TWOO!!
Jo got her shoulder up just after the two count. Scarlett hammered a few more right hands into her head before pulling her back to her feet. She spun Jo around and shoved her into the ropes, only to fire a kidney punch into her back before dropping her with a belly to back suplex.
Kevin: Looks like Scarlett is trying to inflict the same damage to Jo’s back that she was enduring earlier in this match.
Kincaid grinded her elbow into Jo’s lower back before quickly getting back to her feet. She scooped Jo up over her shoulder, and drove her back first into the corner. Kincaid spun around with every intention of doing it again. But as they approached, Jo managed to break her grip and land on her feet behind her. When the Cajun tried to turn around, Jo ducked underneath her and fell straight backwards with an electric chair. The impact made Scarlett’s back bow upwards until Jo made the cover with the leg hook.
Kevin: Devastating impact from Jo when the bottom dropped out for Scarlett! Is that all?
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TH-NO.
Scarlett rolled her shoulder off the mat before the three came down. Jo rose to her feet, pulling Scarlett’s arms behind her as she applied a standing surfboard submission.
Vee: Stay on top of that back, Jo! That’s what I like to see. Pull her arms off, if that’s what it will take to finally be done with her.
Palmer dropped down in front of Scarlett to check for a submission. But she shook her head when he asked. Jo punished her for it by stomping her back a few times before planting her foot again to keep the hold tightly applied. Scarlett still refused to quit though. Jo started talking trash to her as she kept the hold applied. The referee was obliged to check once more, but still got the same answer. Though Jo’s trash talking seemed to be firing Scarlett up, making her more defiant about not quitting.
Kevin: The more Jo runs her mouth, the more Scarlett looks like she’s getting worked up again.
Vee: Let her. What’s she gonna do about it? There’s no escape for this hold, at least not one I’ve ever seen. She’s stuck.
A few more stomps landed against Scarlett’s back, but she still wouldn’t quit. That was when Jo started to stomp the back of her head. An elbow drop landed after that before she got back to her feet, leaning against the ropes now as it seemed she was measuring the Cajun. And that was exactly what she did right before connecting with a curb stomp to the back of her head followed by a cover.
Vee: Thanks for coming, Scarlett!
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOO!!
TH-NOO.
Kincaid kicked out before the two, and Jo took a deep breath. It was starting to get under her skin as she pulled Scarlett to her feet. She hooked her head for what looked to be a suplex, but Scarlett shoved her backwards. The off balance Irish lass tried to get her feet under her when Kincaid yanked her forward into her leg hook Saito suplex that put them both down.
Kevin: There’s the SCAR-PLEX, and possibly not a moment too soon for Scarlett! That pendulum has just swung back in the other direction. These two are so evenly matched!
Scarlett got back to her feet a couple seconds before her opponent, but Jo was facing the opposite direction. That’s when the Cajun charged towards her, leaving her feet for her reverse rana that stood Jo on her head for a half second before her body collapsed to the mat. Scarlett dashed across her for the cover with the outside leg hooked!
Kevin: Kincaid’s playing all her greatest hits tonight in the Garden! There went the RAGIN’ CAJUN!!
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEE-NOO!!
Jo kicked out in time, and Scarlett rolled off the cover. She held her hand to her back for a moment as she watched Jo starting to stir on the canvas. She pushed forward, planting her head between her legs for her finisher.
Vee: No no no!! Look out, Jo! I’ve seen this movie before, and it doesn’t end well at all!
Scarlett hooked Jo’s arms into position, but McFarlane drove her backwards into the corner. It knocked the wind out of Scarlett, and caused more back pain. Jo stayed on one knee as she tried to get her bearings, and caught Kincaid with a jawbreaker that rocked her backwards to hang in the corner. The Garden crowd booed as Jo climbed the corner, and started to rain ten punches on her head…..at least until Scarlett grabbed her legs and darted out of the corner with a running powerbomb!
Vee: Damn it, someone get Jo a kendo stick! Looks like she’s just going to have to pound Scarlett into ground beef tonight.
Kevin: Scarlett dug down deep for that, and pulled it off in the clutch! That’s not something we see a lot out of the Cajun.
Kincaid sat up slowly, and the fans in the Garden were solidly behind her. Jo was next to move, and made it to her feet, albeit fairly wobbly. Scarlett spun her around into an European uppercut before planting her head, and delivering her pedigree finisher! The NYC crowd came to their feet as Scarlett went for the cover with the leg hooked..
Kevin: BAYOU BUSTER!!!
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Palmer called for the bell to a pop from the crowd, and Scarlett slowly made it back to her feet. She was certainly feeling the worse for wear, but started to smile a little as she got her hand raised.
Vee: Crap! Are we sure she didn’t have loaded elbow pads or something? Some dimwit blonde in FFW has been doing recently, maybe Scarlett decided to do it too.
John: Your winner by pinfall……………..SCARLETT KINCAID!!
Kevin: Cross another name off Scarlett’s hit list that makes up the Gold Standard, and you gotta believe it feels damn good deep down for her too.
Vee: I’m telling you we need to run a metal detector over her pads, I’m positive there’s something under them!
Kincaid rolled out to the floor, greeting a handful of fans along the barricade as she headed towards the back. As Kyle checked on his newest client, the show cut to a commercial for Climax.
Colby’s Big DateThe next shot takes us into someone’s locker room. All we see at first is the form of Benjamin Brown as he begins to speak. Ben: Rampage continues to roll on here in the Garden, and I’ve been tasked with sharing some big news for my guest at this time. A man who needs no introduction really, and casts a long shadow everywhere he goes. C’mon over here, Colby Morrison! Colby stepped over to join the interviewer, the tall Canadian wearing a red and white check button up shirt with the top button undone and a pair of jeans. Colby: Hey Ben. Good to see you, how you doing? How you enjoying Rampage so far? It’s been huge so far hasn’t it? And what a show it’s been. It’s a steal at the price being charged for the online subscription isn’t it? So...what’s the big news you’ve got? And how big is it? Are we talking big, big-big, super big or potentially life changing big? Ben: Well I’d call a match where you get to share the ring with a woman who may be SVW Champion come Aggression big. Or a match where you share the ring with someone who just might become SVW Champion big. Don’t you think? Colby: Pretty big. Especially if the title is on the line...but I don’t suppose I’m going to be that lucky am I? Besides...there’s always a chance Paul James could be the SVW Champion come the end of Rampage. And good luck to him if he cashes that briefcase in. If it couldn’t be me, well...there aren’t many people who deserve it more that’s for sure. Maybe if is Champion at the end of tonight then this match at Aggression might see us face off again after that best of five series in which we kept destroying rings and didn’t ever get a clear, decisive winner as such. Ben: Well you have 66% chance of sharing the ring with a SVW Champion come Aggression. Because you are in the main event in a tag match against “Sensational” Stacey Sky and Lacey, who may still be SVW Champion after tonight. And your partner will be a man who has been a friendly rival to you for some time...and might be SVW Champion by then, the “Fat Cheetah” Paul James. That tag team alone is pretty big in it’s own right without all the other possibilities. Colby: I certainly like those odds. Any time you can step into the ring either against or alongside an SVW Champion...or alongside a man who is a future SVW Champion is a good night. A chance to prove that you’re right up there as their equal that you should be in the conversation and in the hunt for the title. Also spot on about us and Paul being a pretty big team in our own right. That’s an awful lot of pure muscle and like two walking eclipses stepping into the ring right there. I think it’s fair to say Lacey and Stacey will have their work cut out for them - even if they are both holding gold come Aggression. Ben: No question about it, Colby. It’s already a star-studded match, but has the potential be a very gold-heavy match with multiple champions all together like that. Good luck that night, and thanks for talking with me. Ben shakes the big man’s hand as the show returns to the arena.
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on: October 18, 2021, 05:45:05 pm
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John: The following match is scheduled for one fall to a finish and it is for the SVW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS!!!
Kevin: I’ve been waiting a while for this rematch, and I know the Storm have been too. I’ve got DOC out here with me for this match. Welcome back to the booth.
DOC: Glad to be here! I know I might have bet against the challengers back at Extreme Prejudice, but I’m not going to make the same mistake twice.
The lights dim and then "No One Will Survive" by CFO$ begins to play as smoke gathers at the entrance. After a few moments Veronica Chandler walks out followed by Dante Knox and then by her clients Kristina Spencer and Michelle Storm. Michelle stands on the top of the ramp with a huge smirk on her face as she looks over at Kristina who is wearing shades and a leather jacket and has her barbwire bat dragging on the floor. She lowers her sunglasses as the lights come up and scoffs at the crowd before her. She pushes her sunglasses back up on her face and shakes her head in disappointment as Michelle looks on in distaon as well. Michelle, Dante and Veronica make their way down the aisle making sure not to allow the crowd to touch any of them or Kristina who looks ready to pounch on any fan stupid enough to touch her.
John: Coming down the aisle accompanied by Vivacious Vee and Dante Knox hailing from The City Of Angels and Sin City, and weighing in at a combined two hundred fifty pounds - “THE WICKED” KRISTINA SPENCER & MICHELLE STORM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Collectively known as THE WICKED STORM!!!!!!!!!
Dante climbs to the apron and holds the ropes open for Veronica and Michelle who have climbed up onto the ring apron. Kristina walks around the ring slamming her bat down on the ring steps before slamming her bat onto the announce table freaking Kevin out. Kristina finally slides into the ring and raises her barbwire bat into the air as Michelle drops to her knees n front of her partner and extends her arms to the side getting cheers from hardcore fans and jeers from everybody else. Veronica stands off to the side applauding her clients and talking with Dante. Michelle scales the ropes in a corner and demands the crowd show them respect. Kristina stares at the referee and stalks him into a corner before Veronica walks over and gives him instructions on how to referee the match. Kristina then removes her shades and jacket and hands her barbwire bat to Veronica. Michelle removes her mask and cape and hands them to Veronica as well and then starts loosening up with shadow boxing as Kristina lays across the ropes behind her in the corner.
DOC: I thought Vivacious Vee wasn’t going to be allowed at ringside. Or Dante either, for that matter.
Kevin: They’re not, and---hold that thought, DOC.
Roger Weatherby was the official in charge and headed towards the corner, telling Vee and Dante to leave ringside. Both managers seemed to refuse as Kristina and Michelle both headed towards the official, looking to intimidate him, only for the referee to stand his ground as he laid down the law, telling them it was Christian Kincaid’s decree - they could leave on their own or arrested and dragged out in handcuffs and if either Kristina or Michelle touched him then they’d forfeit the match. Vee looked to be encouraging them to take the referee’s head but Dante held his hands, reminding Vee that Kristina and Michelle would overcome the odds regardless and win back the championships. While Kristina and Michelle continued to berate the referee and leave him in no doubt over how he should officiate this contest, Dante and Vee were reluctantly heading back up the entrance ramp.
Kevin: Christian is a man of his word, and we’re actually going to have a straight up tag match without all the nonsense Vee and Dante bring to ringside.
DOC: Yeah, maybe. But ol’ DOC never minds looking at Vee. She’s a mighty fine looking woman.
John: Introducing the champions…
The arena falls dark as the opening of “Blonde, Bad and Beautiful” by Airbourne plays, Kelly explodes upward out of the middle of the stage as though shot out of a cannon, landing a perfect front somersault in a shower of blue sparks. As she lands she holds her title belt high over her head. The girl is joined by Christian Kincaid on the stage. Turning to face her husband, she turns to face him, giving him a big hug as she plants a kiss to his lips. As the music starts to pick up pace once more she starts to run toward the ring, performing a quick cartwheel into a handspring before sliding into the ring underneath the bottom rope. Using the momentum to her advantage, the former acrobat forward rolls to her feet and leaps onto the middle rope. She springboards off the ropes into a backflip and heads towards the corner. The former acrobat runs straight up the pads. Stopping on the top turnbuckle she blows a kiss to the fans, holds her title belt high in the air and then found herself jerked backwards off the turnbuckle viciously, causing her to crash face first into the mat.
Kevin: Kelly’s amped up and ready for action! She looks---
DOC: She looks like someone’s trying to mug her before she even gets introduced by the Wicked Storm.
Immediately Kristina and Michelle grabbed hold of the blonde’s foot, raising her leg into the air and spiked her bad knee downwards into the canvas, doing it a second and a third time as the crowd cheered loudly as they saw Missy explode out of the back and charge down the entrance ramp, dropping her title belt halfway down. The Wicked Storm again spiked Kelly’s knee into the canvas before Kristina waved Michelle towards Missy. As the Englishwoman slid in under the bottom rope, she pushed upwards and immediately hurled herself towards Storm, catching her in the midriff and driving her down to the canvas. As Missy took up the mount position and began to pound away at Michelle, Storm covered up as Kristina grabbed hold of Kelly’s ankle once more sliding out of the ring under the bottom rope as she kept hold of it, pulling her towards the ring post and slammed the side of her leg into the ring post three times in quick succession.
Kevin: It’s pandemonium right out of the gate! The Storm are hellbent on getting the tag titles back!
DOC: No kidding, but I think the champions are pretty content with holding on them a while longer.
Kelly writhed in pain, holding her knee as she tried to push back away from the ring post while Michelle managed to monkey flip Missy off of her. The Englishwoman hit the canvas near Kelly and immediately got back to her feet as Michelle was still rising and before the brunette half of the Champions could do anything, Kristina grabbed hold of her ankle from the outside which allowed Storm to dart forwards and catch Missy with a codebreaker. Missy bounced off her knees and fell through the ropes to the outside, immediately she started to pull herself up as Michelle headed towards Kelly, pulling her up to her feet and shoving her backwards into the corner where she fed her leg over the middle rope before she reached down and yanked up viciously on her foot, using the rope for additional leverage as she demanded the referee called for the bell to start the match. Reluctantly, Weatherby, with all four competitors present; Dante and Vee in the back and with a Champion and a Challenger in the ring, he called for the bell. Immediately he called for the break and started the count, getting to four before Michelle stepped backwards with her hands raised.
Kevin: We got one hell of a pre-match, but now the tag titles are officially on the line.
DOC: This thing has all the ingredients to blow up again though. DOC doesn’t envy this referee at all.
It was only a momentary respite for Kelly as Storm almost immediately began to fire off kicks into the side of the former acrobats knee. Again the referee told her to let Kelly out of the corner, starting the count as he did and once more he got to four before Storm pulled the blonde out of the corner and into a knee breaker. Kelly once more writhed in pain, reaching to clutch hold of her knee as Kristina headed towards the Wicked Storm corner and climbed to the middle turnbuckle, inciting the crowd as she made the title belt motion around her waist while Missy slid back into the ring and immediately skipped towards Michelle, looking to catch the legal half of Wicked Storm with a superkick to the jaw. Storm saw it coming at the very last moment and fell backwards as she avoided the blow, landing on her ass and immediately demanded that the referee get Missy out of the ring as Weatherby was already moving towards her, telling the Englishwoman that she wasn’t the legal woman.
DOC: Weatherby is a brave man to be in amidst four very angry women, and him trying to maintain order. Ever been around that many angry women at once?
Kevin: Not that many at the same time, no. And I’m with you, that would be a very concerning moment for any man.
Missy backed up, arguing with the referee as Michelle came back to her feet and found Kelly was using the ring ropes to pull herself up. Storm grinned and the moment that Kincaid was upright, the Wicked Storm member caught her with a low blow. The New Yorker started to drop down to her knees but Storm grabbed hold of the leg that they had been working on, lifting it up so the kneecap rested on her shoulder before she dropped to her knees as Missy stepped through the ropes and grabbed the tag rope. Kelly let out a short cry of pain as she fell forwards, grabbing hold of the top rope to keep herself upwards only for Michelle to wrap her arms around her waist, yanking her away from the ropes as the referee returned his attention to the action in time to see Storm lift Kelly up, marching towards the Wicked Storm corner before she used an atomic drop. Kincaid bounced forwards into the corner where Kristina caught her with an enzuigiri to her face, causing the New Yorker to fall back to the canvas.
Kevin: We’ve got two former Adrenaline Champions teeing off here, and right now, Kristina is rattling Kelly’s brains.
DOC: Kelly can take a lot of punishment though, we know this. And we also know Kristina loves giving it out.
Michelle was still grinning as she kept on the attack, grabbing hold of Kelly’s leg, draping her ankle over the bottom rope and held it there with her foot as she launched herself into the air and delivered a stomp to the knee. Again she placed the foot across the bottom rope and delivered another bouncing stomp to the knee. Again she placed the foot across the rope, holding it there with her foot as she made the tag to Kristina and then delivered an elbow drop to Kelly’s knee. Michelle slithered out of the ring as Spencer climbed to the top rope, Storm once more placing Kelly’s foot over the bottom rope and holding it there from the outside as Kristina came off the top rope with a double foot stomp to the knee. The New Yorker cried out loudly in pain as she immediately rolled away, reaching for her knee cap but didn’t get far before Kristina dropped to the canvas where she made a lazy cover on the Champion, counting the fall with the referee to the boos of the crown.
Kevin: No way this cover works on a woman like Kelly.
One…
Two…
DOC: Amen and hallelujah, you got to at least hook a leg.
Kelly kicked out and Kristina looked very put out at her opponent’s insolence before her expression turned mean and went straight back to work on the knee, pinning it against the canvas and kicking up into the air to deliver three double knee strikes to the joint before she came up to her feet and started to stomp away at the knee. Once more the referee demanded that the blonde is allowed to come up from the canvas, starting the count and as he reached four, Kristina stooped to grab hold of her foe’s foot, pulling her towards the Wicked Storm corner before applying a figure four, dropping down to the mat as she locked it in. Kelly shook her head, refusing to submit, even as Kristina pushed up on her palms, arching her back as she did to apply more pressure in the hold. Still Kincaid refused to submit, which saw Spencer tell her that she could keep this locked in all day and began to fire off fists into the injured knee.
DOC: Kristina’s not wrong. I mean this doesn’t take a lot of effort to keep applied.
Kevin: You’re right, but I can’t remember a time I ever saw Kelly tap out during a match in all the years I’ve watched her.
The referee asked the question again as Kelly was pulling at her hair but still refused to submit, shaking her head as she did so. Spencer reached up and made the tag to her partner. Storm entered the ring and while the submission was still locked in, Michelle viciously began to stomp away at the leg and knee while the referee ordered the break and told Kristina to leave the ring, counting her out. He got to four before Spencer released and rolled to the side and out underneath the bottom rope. The referee then went to back up Michelle, telling her to let Kelly up from the canvas which allowed Kincaid to roll to the ropes and start to pull herself upwards. Michelle stood back and watched as Kelly made it to her feet and tried to step away, immediately stumbling as she tried to put weight on her injured leg; the blonde catching the top rope to stay on her feet which saw Storm mock her as she limped a little before she launched herself into a chop block to the back of Kelly’s leg taking her down to the mat once more.
DOC: The Storm are doing a helluva job here, Kevin. They may be a terror around here, but they know how to get the job done.
Kevin: You don’t hold tag titles as long as the Storm did without having the fundamentals down pat. They certainly do.
Kelly held her knee for a moment before she grabbed hold of the ropes and started to pull herself upright as Michelle once more watched her, mockingly limping as she did so. Kincaid made it to her feet and stumbled into the neutral corner which saw Storm crack her knuckles as she stepped forwards and began to unload with a series of gut shots to her body. Again the referee called for the break and was forced into using the count, getting to four before Michelle stepped backwards to the middle of the ring, asking Missy if she loved watching this before she skipped forwards and drove a pump kick into Kelly’s bad knee. Kincaid fell forwards onto her knees, letting out another cry of pain and tried to rise back upwards only for Michelle to jerk her forwards and straight into a release overhead belly to belly suplex. Storm rolled to the side and tagged in Kristina Spencer.
Kevin: Kelly desperately needs a tag, and her partner is sitting on ready to do some damage if she ever makes it over to her.
DOC: I think the key word you just said there is “if”, and comes Kristina again.
Kristina entered the ring as Kelly was trying to pull herself upwards, holding her knee and the Wicked Storm members exchanged words before they took off in opposite directions, Storm coming off the ropes behind Kelly as Kristina came off the ones in front of her as the two delivered a flying shoulder tackle, chop block combination that saw Kelly hit the mat hard. The referee demanded Michelle leave the ring and started the count only for both members of the Wicked Storm to instead pull Kelly upwards, hooking her head and went to deliver a double suplex only for Kelly to slip out of their grasp and land on her feet behind them near their corner. She let out a cry of pain as she landed, dropping down to one knee with a look of agony on her face but as Michelle and Kristina turned to face her, the blonde exploded off the canvas, launching herself towards them both with a perfect double clothesline that sent them both to the mat as Kelly landed on the canvas face down again.
Kevin: Kelly has explosiveness when she needs it, and you just saw it right there.
DOC: Now’s the time to get to the corner, and bring in Missy.
Missy was clapping her hands in the corner, trying to rally the crowd behind Kelly, the fans were getting loud as Michelle rolled out of the ring. Kincaid pushed up on her palms and looked across the ring towards her partner, the Leeds born wrestler holding out her hand, stretching into the ring as far as she could and Kelly began to drag herself across the ring towards her. She barely made any headway before Kristina grabbed hold of her foot and went to pull her backwards. The legal half of the Tag Team Champions pushed upwards, getting her foot underneath her as she was dragged backwards only for Spencer to shove her roughly back into the Wicked Storm corner. Spencer immediately stepped forwards to put everything that she had into a European uppercut that snapped Kelly’s head backwards. Kristina spun around and delivered three more European uppercuts. Michlle returned to the corner as her partner went to pull Kelly out of the corner with a two handed bulldog only for Kincaid to try and grab hold of the top rope before her leg gave out underneath her causing her to collapse to one knee unexpectedly as Spencer tried to jerk her out of the corner which caused Kristina to crash down into the canvas.
DOC: The chemistry between the challengers is hard to overcome, especially when the other team has had a grand total of about 2 matches together including tonight.
Kevin: You build that over time working together. I’m sure Kelly and Missy will get there if they stay champions long enough, but it’s not looking promising tonight.
Kristina quickly came back to her feet and charged towards Kelly who raised her boot and caught her rushing forwards in the jaw. Spencer reeled away and Kincaid caught Michelle with an elbow strike to the side of her jaw. Again the Wicked tried to catch the New Yorker by surprise but once more received a big boot to the jaw before Kelly turned out of the corner, holding the ropes as she did so and leapt up onto the middle rope, coming off it with a springboard side kick into Storm’s face, sending her off the apron and to the floor. Kelly landed on one foot, hopping towards Kristina and drove a superkick into her jaw, snapping her head back before she fell backwards like a tree at the hands of the lumberjack while Kelly fell backwards onto her butt, holding her knee in agony.
Kevin: What we have here is a one-legged woman in a butt-kicking contest, and I’m not sure how long Kelly can keep this up.
DOC: Me either. I saw her last match over in FFW where her opponent worked over her knee. Apparently the Storm watched it too.
Kristina took a moment before she started to get up and Kelly forced herself to do likewise, the pair making it to their feet at their same time and the SVW Tag Team Champion forced herself forwards, launching herself into the air to land on Spencer’s shoulders where she snapped off a headscissor’s takedown, sending the Wicked Storm member into a neutral corner. The blonde came out of the move and rolled towards her corner, launching herself at full stretch to where Missy had her hand outstretched...and only got air as Michelle jerked Missy off the apron and to the floor. Immediately Storm threw a haymaker at the Leeds native only for the shot to get blocked as Missy immediately started to deliver a flurry of blows Storm’s head. In the ring, Kristina managed to grab hold of Kelly’s ankle, lifting her leg into the air and driving her knee first into the canvas once more before she started to drag her back towards the Wicked Storm corner.
DOC: DOC gotta hand it to Kelly, she’s still trying to persevere here.
Kevin: That’s what makes her one of the best in the business, and has been for years.
On the outside, Missy followed up her volley of flying first with an enzuigiri to the side of Storm’s head. It stumbled Michelle backwards and before she could recover Missy caught her with a roundhouse kick to the side of the head, causing her to spin around which saw the Leeds born wrestler hurl her down onto the metal steps with a german suplex. As Michelle rolled to her side while laying on the stairs, Missy climbed up past her, driving a stiff kick into her back to send her down to the floor as the Englishwoman returned to her corner and began to stomp her foot, encouraging the crowd to get louder. In the ring, Kristina was looking to spike Kelly’s knee into the mat once more but as she lifted her upwards, Kelly surprised her, using her upper body strength to shove up from the canvas and catch her with her free boot to the jaw, causing her to let go. Kelly used the momentum to come into a handstand as she flipped to her feet.
Kevin: Look at that athleticism from Kincaid!
DOC: No kidding, and sometimes DOC just has trouble staying on the sidewalk!
The boos of the fans prompted the acrobat to look over her shoulder, Kristina was already starting to advance on her so Kelly launched herself to deliver a back elbow to her jaw, followed by a second before she hobbled forwards, turned and then took off towards Kristina with a shotgun dropkick, driving her feet into her chest and driving her back into the corner. Again the blonde forced herself back up to her feet, Spencer staggering forwards, holding her back as she did so only for Kelly to leave her feet once more and jerk her down into a single knee facebreaker. As it landed, Kincaid, rolled onto her front, keeping her injured leg extended and started to scramble across the ring and dove to make the tag to Missy. The Leeds native immediately hopped over the top rope and into a dropkick to the chest of the on rushing Kristina that caused her to step backwards before Missy used a Tornado DDT to put her back down on the canvas.
Kevin: Here comes Missy, and that’s nothing but bad news for the challengers!
DOC: The FFW Champion had all this time to watch her partner get wrecked, and she’s got all the motivation in the world.
Spencer was only down for a moment before she started to rise, holding her head as she did so. She made it to her feet, doubled over and never got a chance to straighten up as Missy caught her with a running, leaping knee strike to the side of her head. It dropped Kirstina to her hands and knees and Missy immediately wrapped her arms around her waist and jerked her up into a gutwrench suplex. Again Missy rose to her feet and as Kristina sat up, she ran the ropes, bouncing off the ones immediately in front of the Wicked and caught her with a sliding forearm into her jaw, knocking her flat on the canvas again before the Leeds born wrestler made the cover.
DOC: I hope that was a Tic-Tac I saw fly out of Kristina’s mouth!
One…
Two…
...THR--
Kevin: Spencer’s still very much in this, and you know what? I don’t think Missy minds!
Kristina kicked out and found herself pulled upwards by the legal half of the Tag Champions as Missy used a single knee facebreaker to keep her on the back foot, following that up with a bicycle kick to the side of the head. Spencer spun slightly, dropping down to one knee and holding her jaw as she did so. Quickly the challenger tried to push upwards and as she did so, Missy grabbed hold of her and used a t-bone suplex to hurl her into the neutral corner, that saw Kristina hit the turnbuckle pads, landing upside down and hard on her shoulders on the mat. Spencer tried to pull herself out of the corner but as she did so, Missy pulled her up, scooping her off her feet and placing her in a tree of woe in the corner. Quickly the Leeds born wrestler started to fire off a series of quick kicks into her body, Weatherby calling for the break and using the count to get Missy to back up. The former Defiance Champion backed up across the ring, measuring up Kristina as she struggled to get up and free herself only for Missy to set off towards her...and get caught with a spear that drove her down into the canvas from Storm.
Kevin: A spear all the way from Leeds!! Missy folded her in half!
DOC: Oh, that makes my body hurt watching that. I don’t want to think how Kristina feels.
Quickly Michelle went to get into the mount position where she started to rain elbow strikes into the Englishwoman’s head, Missy covered up but as she did so the barrage was cut short as Kelly came off the top rope with an elbow drop into the back of Storm’s head. Michelle rolled away as Kristina managed to pull herself up into a sitting position on the top rope and then started to stand, turning to face the ring as she did so before she launched herself off into a double axe handle smash aimed at Missy only for the Englishwoman to step to the side and catch her as she landed with a fist buried into her midsection. Spencer stumbled forwards, cradling her gut only for Missy to grab hold of her shoulders and jerk her back into a backstabber. Meanwhile, Kelly had forced herself back up to her feet and used the ring ropes as a springboard to catch Michelle with a neckbreaker before she mounted her and began to fire off right and left hands into the side of her head.
Kevin: Look at those blistering combinations from Missy! That’s what you call fists of fire right there!
DOC: You ain’t never lied, Kevin! Missy would do alright in women’s boxing watching this.
Michelle rolled the New Yorker off her and Kincaid used the ropes to pull herself quickly up to her feet and immediately snapped off a roundhouse kick to the side of Storm’s head. Kelly’s face immediately became a mask of pain as she connected with her bad leg but Michelle staggered a slightly, long enough for the blonde to grab her by the back of the head and send her over the top rope to the outside. Weatherby moved towards Kelly, telling her to get out of the ring only for the former SVW Champion to be paying him attention at all, watching as Storm was getting back to a vertical base before Kincaid used the rope to slingshot herself over the top, catching Michelle on the way down and planting her into the floor with a DDT. In the ring, Missy had pulled the legal half of the Challengers upright and sent her into the corner once more, following after her and delivered a double knee strike into Spencer’s chest. Kristina stumbled out of the corner and as she did so, the Englishwoman lifted her up and into a snap brainbuster, making the cover as she did so while Kelly pulled herself towards the Champion’s corner.
Kevin: All 12 of Kristina’s brain cells are upside down, and that brainbuster just scattered them! This is over!
One…
Two…
...THR-
DOC: Ol’ Kristina can take a licking, and DOC ain’t touching that brain cell comment.
Kristina kicked out and Missy stared over at the referee, nodding her head in acceptance of the count and the Englishwoman pulled her foe up to her feet and started to drive home rapid fire forearms to her jaw. Spencer staggered backwards from the barrage only to be sent back down to the canvas by a bicycle knee strike from the former Defiance Champion. Once more Spencer looked to rise quickly, but as she pushed up from the canvas, Missy fired off a series of stiff kicks into her legs and body, finishing off with a flash kick to the jaw as the Wicked made it to a vertical base. It caused Spencer to stagger back, falling into the ropes to keep herself upright. Missy grabbed hold of her wrist and jerked her opponent into a raised knee to the gut before she whipped her across the ring and the Yorkshire born wrestler caught her opponent on the return with a spinning heel kick. Kristina hit the mat and rolled to the side before she started to sit up and as she did caught a sliding knee strike to the face from Missy. Spencer held her nose as she lay back on the mat, the Englishwoman rolling out underneath the bottom rope to the apron and popped up to her feet, using the top rope to launch herself into a somersault leg drop across Kristina’s chest. Missy then made the cover and hooked the leg as she did so.
Kevin: Can Missy fly or what?! That was fantastic!
One…
Two…
...THRE--
DOC: DOC agrees, but damn if Kristina ain’t just a damage sponge in the ring.
The Wicked rolled her shoulder once again and Missy looked towards Weatherby, nodding her head in acceptance of the count as she pulled Spencer upwards and slammed her back down into the canvas with an STO. Quickly the Englishwoman headed towards the corner, climbing to the top rope before she launched herself off and into a moonsault which connected perfectly. Once more Missy made the cover, hooking the leg as she did so.
DOC: More of Missy’s aerial assault, and here’s another cover!
One....
Two…
...THRE--
Kevin: Kristina won’t stay down, but I’m positive Missy has more for her.
Kristina didn’t move a muscle this move, Weatherby stopping the count thanks to Michelle grabbing hold of the Englishwoman by the hair and pulling her off of her partner to hang over the apron before she let go. Missy stared at her angrily as she backed up, hands raised, eyes flicking up to Weatherby as the official reprimanded her for breaking up the count from the outside even as she told the referee to keep the Englishwoman away from her and began to head towards the Wicked Storm corner. Missy shook her head as she came back to her feet, holding the ropes and told her she’d better keep her distance. Still Storm distracted the referee, telling him to keep her in the ring which allowed Kristina to catch Missy with a low blow right between her legs. Missy began to fold up to her knees but the Challenger stopped her, grabbing hold of her hair and slamming her face first into the top turnbuckle ten times. The crowd booed Kristina loudly as she jerked Missy away and marched her over to the Wicked Storm corner, slamming the Brit face first into the top turnbuckle ten more times as she ignored the referee’s instruction to release the hair, only letting go as the official count reached four and only then it was with a hair mare that sent her down to the canvas. Missy sat on the mat for a moment, slumped forwards and held her neck, only for Kristina to push up onto the middle rope and come off with a double foot stomp to the back of her head.
Kevin: That double stomp to the back of Missy’s head is a brutal shot, but the Storm have no remorse for anything. They just want to wreck the champions.
DOC: Wreck them and retake their tag titles, yes.
Missy fell to the side, holding her neck as she did so and Kristina immediately pulled her upright and used a dragon suplex to hurl her backwards into the turnbuckle pads in the Wicked Storm corner. Spencer pulled herself back to her feet with the help of the ropes and started to stomp away at her opponent’s body as Michelle played to the crowd on the floor, causing them to boo louder before she hopped up onto the apron and took the tag from Kristina. Immediately Michelle stepped through the ropes and together both members of the challengers put their boots into the body of the Champion; Weatherby telling Spencer to leave the ring. The Wicked did so just before the count reached five and was immediately tagged back in by Michelle as Storm pressed her boot against Missy’s throat to choke her out. The referee counted Storm down, getting the break as Spencer entered the ring. Michelle pulled Missy out of the corner and lifted her up into position for a piledriver as Kristina climbed up to the middle rope and launched herself as the challengers delivered a spike piledriver. Storm rolled away and headed towards Kelly, daring her to come into the ring as Kristina made the cover and hooked the leg, Weatherby sliding into position to make the count.
Kevin: A spike piledriver….I don’t know if Missy or anyone else could get up from this!
One…
Two…
...THRE--
DOC: She withstood it, that’s just part of what obviously makes her the reigning FFW Champion.
Missy’s shoulder came up at the last moment and the Wicked shook her head as Weatherby confirmed the two count and headed towards Storm, demanding she get out of the ring. Michelle looked disappointed for a moment and turned to leave the ring only to suddenly rush backwards and deliver a low dropkick to Kelly’s injured knee, sending her off the apron before she got back to her feet and headed towards the Wicked Storm corner as the referee directed, getting read the riot act as she did so. Meanwhile Kristina pulled Missy to her feet and delivered the Handful of Fun boobplex, sending her down to the mat. Spencer took a couple of seconds before she started to come to her feet, Missy coming upright at the same time and Kristina used the ring ropes to launch herself into the Air Crazy springboard stunner. As Missy hit the mat once more, Spencer headed towards the corner, climbing to the top rope and launched herself backwards into an attempted Wicked Good Time...Missy though saw it coming and at the last moment she rolled out of the way, causing her to land hard on her knees on the mat.
Kevin: That’ll wreck the cartilage and a few other things for Kristina, but good timing from Missy.
DOC: Missy has some of the best instincts, and she got the hell out of the way.
Missy started to come back up to her feet slowly, Kristina forcing herself upright too, only to stumble slightly as she did so, Michelle tagging herself into the action. Spencer though found her balance, raising her hand in the air and clenching it into a fist before she delivered a heart punch to Missy, who tried to fend it off but still took the majority of the blow. The Englishwoman staggered, clutching her chest as Storm darted across the ring, hitting the ropes and coming back to connect with a perfectly timed Storm Rising superman punch to Missy’s jaw. Kristina left the ring at the referee’s orders and turned her back on the action, celebrating the victory as Storm made the cover, hooking the leg as she did, Weatherby sliding into position to make the count.
Kevin: STORM RISING!! The titles are coming back to the Storm!
One…
Two…
...THREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!NNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
DOC: Not if Kelly has anything to say about it! Great save!
At the very last second, Kelly made it across the ring and used a baseball slide to Storm’s head to break up the cover. The New Yorker immediately kipped up to her feet, landing on one leg before she hobbled as quickly as she could towards the ropes, hopping onto the middle rope next to Kristina as she flipped over the top, grabbing the Wicked’s head as she did and pulled her off the apron and down to the floor with a blockbuster. Kristina bounced off to the side, holding her jaw as Kelly gripped her knee, her face showing agony as she sat on the floor where she landed. In the ring, Michelle pulled Missy up to her feet and into position for the Storm Fall bull hammer but as she yanked her around and threw the shot, Missy ducked underneath and countered before Storm could get her balance with a snap dragon suplex.
DOC: She’s setting up for the STORM FALL, AND--
Kevin: And she got nothing but air! Missy avoided the contact and planted her.
Michelle rolled to the side and started to come back to her feet once more as Missy used the ropes to pull herself upright. As the pair got to a vertical base, Missy caught her opponent with a stiff kick into her midsection, doubling her over before the British wrestler jerked the challenger away from the ropes and spiked her face first into the mat with a sit out facebuster. Again Missy rolled away and used the ropes to force herself back to a vertical base. As she got upright, she spotted that Storm was starting to pull herself upwards, the Leeds born wrestler circling around her and as soon as Michelle was upright, caught her with another kick to the midriff before she hooked her head, lifted her up and slammed her down face first with a falcon arrow; Missy keeping her feet beneath her as she did so.
Kevin: Beautifully executed falcon’s arrow from Missy!
DOC: I think I’d have gone for the cover, but I defer to Missy’s greater wisdom.
Michelle began to push herself up to her feet as Kelly used the ring skirt to pull herself upwards and grabbed hold of the ring rope, pulling herself onto the apron in the Wicked Storm corner. As the former Acrobat watched the action in the ring, she pulled herself to her feet and climbed to the top rope just as Missy dropped back to the ring ropes nearest Storm, leaving her feet and driving her face first into the canvas with a perfect Mischief Maker curb stomp. Michelle’s body bounced and rolled to the side as her face was driven into the mat and as she landed on her back, Kelly came off the top rope with the Flight Path shooting star press, rolling away and holding her knee as Missy was already in the corner, squatting down with her hands together, elbows between her legs before she sprung up to her feet, climbing the turnbuckles quickly and jumping off with the Li’l Miss Mischief frog splash. Missy made the cover, hooking the leg as Weatherby sliding into position to make the count.
Kevin: LI’L MISS MISCHIEF!!! I think that’s game!
One…
Two…
Kelly launched herself across the ring and cut off Kristina as she tried to slide into the ring.
...THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
DOC: Kelly stopped Spencer, and the champs are still the champs!
Weatherby called for the bell as Missy rolled away, holding her stomach and chest for a moment as it sounded before she came back to her feet. Kristina pulled away from Kelly with a look of anger on her face as the blonde fell backwards, glaring at her as she did. Michelle rolled to the side and was helped out of the ring by Kristina.
John: Here are your winners, by way of pinfall… AND STTTIIIILLLLLL SVW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!!! The team of KELLY KINCAID and MISSY!!!!!
Kevin: Kelly and Missy are getting better and better and gelling just like they’d been together for years, and that’s bad news for the tag division.
DOC: DOC agrees, but the Wicked Storm did everything they could. If Vivacious Vee wants to hear an idea for the girls, let ol’ DOC know. But congratulations to the retaining champions!
Kelly used the ring ropes to pull herself to her feet and hobbled towards the official; Roger Weatherby raising both their hands. Missy checked on Kelly, getting a curt nod of the head from the blonde who told her partner she’d be fine, making a title belt motion around her waist as she did so - even though a second later she was reaching down to hold her knee. The referee retrieved the title belts and returned them to the Champions; Kelly and Missy holding them aloft to the cheers of the crowd. The two members of the Wicked Storm looked to be about to slide into the ring only to be confronted by a couple of members of the referee crew who ordered them to the back. They stared daggers at Kelly and Missy in the ring before they finally heeded the officials instructions and the pair of them began to head for the entrance ramp. The crowd cheered loudly again for Kelly and Missy as they raised their titles in celebration once more before the show cut elsewhere.
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on: October 18, 2021, 05:44:56 pm
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Started by SVW Front Office - Last post by SVW Front Office
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John: The following match is scheduled for one fall to a finish and is for the SVW DEFIANCE CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
The thumping war drums and the mysterious flute of "Aztec Temple" hit the sound system. The crowd comes alive as the Aztec Warrior Leona Vega comes through the main gate, looking over the cheering crowd, soaking it in for a bit. She points at two random spots into the audience before letting out a loud roar, which is followed by a lion's roar echoing through the sound system. She then slowly makes her way down the entrance ramp, sharing a high-five with the fans in attendance with their arms out for her.
John: Introducing first, the challenger from Monterrey, Mexico... LEONA VEGA!
She then stops a couple of steps before the ring, backtracking a little bit and then sprinting towards it, hopping onto the ring apron, and then immediately vaulting over the top rope, landing in a three-point stance inside the ring. Soaking in the crowd's cheers, she gets up and climbs the nearest turnbuckle, staring into the crowd with a big smile, raising her arms, with her fists closed, saying a quick prayer to herself before slapping the top turnbuckle and jumping back down into the ring, cracking her joints in the sequence.
Kevin: Leona Vega has been confounding the Defiance Champion for several weeks, and tonight she has the chance to dethrone him. I believe she can do it.
Vee: Well that makes one of us, Kevin. I think she gets stomped through the mat.
The driving beats of “Ten Ton Skeleton” by Royal Blood begins to play before the arena darkens. A row of spotlights form one by one on the stage as the “Alpha” steps out onto the stage wearing a long leather coat with the INSERT TITLE HERE hanging over one shoulder. He’s followed out by Angela Jameson, who gives a crowd a scowl as they boo her boyfriend. The pair head towards the ring with each spotlight disappearing behind him as he walks past it. As the pair arrive at the ring, he pulls the ropes apart for Angela to step into the ring before stepping over the top rope to join her. The single spotlight appears in the center of the ring as he stops with both arms crossed in front of his chest, while Angela looks up to him with a confident smile on her face.
John: Hailing from Manchester England and accompanied to the ring by Angela Jamesoni at 6’8 and 288 pounds, this is the REIGNING AND DEFENDING SVW DEFIANCE CHAMPION….’THE ALPHA’ ERIC CROSS!
Kevin: Eric cross is a scary man. Just look at him, but it doesn’t stop there. If you hear him speak, you realize just how dangerous our Defiance Champion is.
Vee: It’s nice to have a champion who has a little bit of an edge to him. Personally I find him charming, obviously so does Angela Jameson.
Mickey McGuire was the referee in charge and requested the title from Eric Cross only for the tall man to raise it high into the air, getting booed by the crowd as his eyes never left Leona before he finally lowered it and shoved it roughly into the referee’s chest, telling him to look after it and not getting his dirty fingerprints all over it. The official took the title and showed it to Leona before raising it above his head for the benefit of the crowd then handed it off to John. Both wrestlers confirmed they were ready to begin the match and Mcguire called for the bell which saw them both come out of their corners and circle for a moment before Cross dropped back to the ropes and sat on the middle one, holding the top one and inviting Leona to just leave and go to the back before he broke her in half and left her a cripple in a wheelchair for the rest of her life.
Vee: What a generous man! He’s giving her the chance to leave without getting hurt. Leona doesn’t have a brain in her head though.
Kevin: Leona Vega knows chances like this don’t come along everyday, besides that, she’s absolutely fearless.
Leona seemed to mull it over for a couple of seconds before she nodded her head and started towards the ropes. Just as she was about to step from them though she fired off a superkick to the jaw. He wobbled as he held the ropes and received a second superkick to the jaw that saw him topple to the outside where he landed hard on the floor. Quickly Cross started to pick himself up as Leona scaled the turnbuckles and as soon as Eric was back to his feet she launched herself to the outside to catch the Defiance Champion with a missile dropkick that again sent him down to his back. Once more The Alpha was only down for a second or so before he started to pull himself upright where Vega darted forwards and delivered a running knee lift to his jaw before she stepped backwards only to skip forwards as he pushed up to one knee and caught him with a pump kick to the jaw. Cross leaned backwards but kept his balance, taking a second or two before he started to push the rest of his way to his feet only for Leona to come off the apron with a bulldog that drove him face first into the canvas.
Vee: Dumb dumb Leona. She should have walked away rather than just pretending and trying to catch Cross off guard.
Kevin: He can’t have possibly thought that she was going to take him up on the offer. He can’t be either that stupid or arrogant.
Mcguire was being deliberately slow with the count as he leaned through the ropes and told Vega to bring the action back into the ring, getting a nod from the Mexican as she pulled the rising Mancunian back up to his feet and rolled him into the ring underneath the bottom rope. Cross rolled away and came back up to his feet as Leona hopped up onto the apron, half stepping through the ropes and as Eric made it back upright, she used the ropes to fire herself into a springboard spear, launching herself into his gut like a cruise missile and driving him down into the mat as she did so. The Monterrey native rolled to the side and kipped up to her feet before she took off towards the ropes, bouncing off them and came back as Cross made it to one knee and launched herself towards him once more, hooking his head under her arm as she swung her feet upwards and spiked him skull first into the mat with a huge DDT. Again Vega kipped up as Eric rolled onto his back and started to sit up only to receive a double foot stomp to his chest, driving him down onto his back once more and as Leona landed on the mat, she again left her feet and crashed down across his body with a moonsault. She held on for the pin.
Kevin: Leona is a blur of activity, and she’s got the big man in trouble early! There’s a cover!
One…
Vee: She hasn’t done nearly enough to keep him down. That’s arrogance to think she has, in all honesty.
Cross kicked out with authority, hurling Leona away from her. Vega rolled and came back to her feet before taking off across the ring. She hit the ropes and came back towards The Alpha as he made it to his knees, looking to catch him with a big boot to the face only for the Defiance Champion to see it coming, moving swaying his head to the side at the last moment and caught her around the thigh as her boot whistled past his head. He kept her leg trapped as he rose to her feet, causing her to hop before he used his grip to pull her closer, keeping it hooked as he used a leg hook saito suplex to send her crashing down to the mat. Vega held her spine as she came to her feet. Eric advanced towards her and as he came near, Leona fired off a stiff kick aimed at the side of his knee. A second followed that but still Cross came forwards and went to fire off a European uppercut only for Vega to duck and avoid the blow, spinning around behind him where she caught him with another stiff kick to the back of his knee.
Kevin; She’s trying to chop down this big man, and those knees might as well have targets on them.
Vee: Yeah, but she hasn’t done it yet. Cross is damn near like a tree when he plants his feet, Kevin.
Eric staggered as another kick landed and Leona stepped quickly backwards towards the middle of the ring before only to came straight back towards Eric, avoiding another European uppercut attempt from the man as she ran passed him, hopped up onto the middle turnbuckle and launched herself backwards into a back elbow that caught him on the side of the jaw as he turned. It caused to take a half step backwards as Leona again left her feet and caught him with a pele kick to the top of his head. For a moment Cross looked like he might be about to drop to one knee but managed to stop himself, staying upright as the Mexican wrestler once more came to her feet and jumped onto the middle rope, launching herself off into a disaster kick that rocked the Alpha, dropping him down to one knee. Vega shook her head and headed towards the corner, climbing to the top rope and measured up Cross before she jumped onto his shoulders and looked to snap off a hurricanrana only for the Defiance Champion to catch her around her legs, shaking his head as he refused to go anywhere.
Vee: Ahahahaha!! I knew it was going to happen sooner or later!
Kevin: Leona got caught….and this isn’t going to end well for the challenger!
Vega hung upside down, caught in his grasp for a moment before she sat up on his shoulders and started to hammer at his head with right hands. Cross tottered for a moment as her weight shifted upwards and the blows began to land...but it was only for a moment. He got his bearings and despite Vega driving her fist into his head, he stepped forwards and hurled her violently into the corner with a buckle bomb. The Monterrey native held her spine as she landed on her feet and stepped out of the corner only to walk straight into a huge European uppercut that took her off her feet and sent her back into the turnbuckle pads. He stepped forwards and drove three more European uppercuts into her jaw before he grabbed hold of a handful of hair, pulling her away from the ropes, pulling her head down to bend her double as he slammed five forearms into the side of her head in quick succession as the referee demanded he release the hair and started the count, getting to four before Cross acquiesced to his wishes, Vega dropping momentarily to one knee.
Vee: I think it’s hard for Cross to show any respect to a referee’s wishes, because we all know they are subhuman. And my God, he’s all man.
Kevin: You need a tissue? I think you’re starting to drool. Angela won’t like that.
Leona started back up to her feet and as she did so, Cross caught her with another European uppercut before he Irish whipped her across the ring, stepping backwards as she returned so that he could pop her up into the air and allowed her to drop from high in the air and land chest first across the top rope, Vega landing on her knees, crossing her arms over her torso as she gasped for breath. Eric used a handful of hair to jerk her back up to her feet with her still facing out to the crowd and immediately wrapped his arms around her body, quickly hurling her down to the canvas with a release German suplex. The Defiance Championship rolled to the side, coming back to his feet and threw his hands in the air, getting booed by the crowd as he stepped backwards, leaning into the ropes before he used them to catapult himself forwards into a big boot as Leona made it to her feet, sending her back down to the canvas as she did so.
Vee: I’m pretty sure Cross’ foot is bigger than Leona’s head, as swelled as it is.
Kevin: Does it matter what size it is when you catch it right in the face?
The Mexican wrestler once more started to push herself upwards from the mat but as she did so, The Alpha pulled her the rest of the way to her feet, scooping her and driving her down back first across his bent knee. He kept her bent backwards over his knee, using one hand under her jaw to shove her head downwards to bend her spine further as he told her that he’d warned her that he was going to snap her in half and leave her in a wheelchair. He kept her head pushed down towards the mat he used his free hand down to deliver a vicious slap to the chest. Three more followed that in quick succession with a whip crack sound on each impact, the fans booing him loudly as he did. It only seemed to make Cross grin as he finally decided to allow her up from his knee, wrapping his hand around her throat as he pulled her up, standing upright himself and lifting her off her feet where he slammed her down into the mat with a chokeslam. He placed his boot upon her chest and told McGuire to count the three, the official dropping into position to do so.
Vee: Look at that dominating cover, Kevin! Cross retains!
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Kevin: He was never going to win like that, not against someone with the pedigree of Leona Vega.
Vega rolled the shoulder before the two count was made and Cross shook his head as he bent down, wrapping his hand around Vega’s throat once more and pulled her straight back up to her feet and once more lifted her up off her feet, level with his face as he shouted in her face. The referee demanded he release the choke, starting the count and getting to three before Cross lifted her higher for a second chokeslam only for Vega to grab hold of his arm with both of her hands and as he went to slam her, she countered into a modified arm drag that sent him off balance and sent him sprawling towards the corner. The Defiance Champion caught himself before he hit the mat and turned to face the challenger only for the Mexican to skip forwards and catch him on the point of the jaw with a savate kick. It caused Eric to stagger backwards towards the corner and as he did, the Monterrey born grappler caught him with a bicycle kick to the chest that sent the Champion all the way back into the corner.
Kevin: That just shows you how big that man is. Most anyone else and that bicycle kick from Leona would have floored them.
Vee: Leona is like the buzzing of flies to our glorious Defiance Champion.
Leona held her back as she quickly stepped backwards to the middle of the ring only to sprint towards the big man in the corner and caught him with a jumping double knee strike to his chest. Landing on her feet, Vega didn’t waste any time at all in following up with a dropsault that once more saw her catch Eric with a kick to the jaw before she landed on one knee in front of him. Leona immediately launched herself forwards from the kneeling position into a shoulder thrust to his gut before she backed up only to step up onto the middle rope to slam her boot into the side of his head with an enzuigiri. The Defiance Champion started to step out of the corner, holding the side of his head as he did so and Vega, pumped her fists, getting the crowd to cheer her loudly as she quickly headed to the corner, leaping up onto the top rope and launched herself off, flipping over her opponent and delivered a Diamond Dust cutter that took him off his feet and sent him down to the canvas. Vega held the small of her back as she forced herself to dive on top of him and hook the leg for the cover.
Kevin: That might do it! Leona got every bit of that!
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Vee: it’s gonna take more than that to knock off the Defiance Champion. Leona doesn’t have the ability to do it, I know that.
Cross kicked out authoritatively once more, the expression on his face turning meaner as he rolled and started to push back up to his feet only to be sent face first back into the mat by his foe with a fameasser. He started to push back upwards, quickly getting up to his knees and as he did so, Leona bounced off the ropes and caught him with a running knee lift to the jaw. It caused the Mancunian to start to rise only for Vega to grab hold of his head and put him down on the mat yet again with a spinning neckbreaker. As the Defiance Champion held his neck, Vega came back to her feet, holding her lower back as she did so and started to wave the big man to his feet, waiting until he was almost fully upright before she took towards him once more, launching herself into a low dropkick to his kneecap, sending him back down to one knee. Again the Alpha pushed upright but only for Vega to catch him and jerk him back down into a double knee jawbreaker that sent him stumbling all the way back into the ring ropes.
Kevin: Leona is giving Cross all kinds of trouble tonight, and I think she’s found the right formula to get the job done.
Vee: If she wins the title tonight, I’ll eat a shoe and you pick which shoe.
Eric leaned back against the ring ropes as Vega came back to her feet, holding her spine with one hand as she did so before she charged towards her opponent, hopping onto the middle rope as she wrapped her arm around his head and pushed off, looking to spin around and drive him back down into the mat with a tornado DDT. Cross though shoved her away before she could manage it. The Aztec Warrior landed on her feet and with only a glance over her shoulder she took off across the ring, hitting the ropes opposite her opponent and as she came back towards him she went looking for a jumping justice fist only for Cross to step forwards, catching her across the chest in mid air and the big man slammed her down hard into the canvas with an STO. Vega’s back bowed up as she hit the mat.
Vee: That was great! I love watching Leona get caught by Cross!
Kevin: I’m sure you do, and I’m gonna hold you to that deal about eating a shoe.
Leona started to sit up only for the Defiance Champion to pull her the rest of the way up to her feet , only to lift her onto his shoulders and snapped her forwards into an Alabama slam, snapping her forward and slamming her back first into the mat. Vega’s back arched up from the canvas once more, Cross circling around her and drove a kick into her spine as she started to roll over, forcing her over onto her front with a second kick. He stomped down violently onto the middle of the back before he stepped over her and pulled her up into a camel clutch as he hunkered down. McGuire dropped down in front of the Mexican wrestler, asking her if she wanted to quit but got a ‘No’ from her even as Cross pulled back further on under her jaw. The referee asked again but got another ‘No’ which saw Eric alter his grip, holding her head with just one hand as he used the other to begin to club away at her chest, driving forearms into her chest as she did so.
Kevin: I don’t think Cross will ever be able to get Leona to quit or tap out. I just don’t see it happening.
Vee: Well stick around, because I think you will see it. And maybe even some crying.
Mcguire asked the Monterrey native once more, getting another ‘No’ from the challenger which saw Cross release his hold under her jaw but only to grab her a handful of hair instead, coming to his feet as he pulled her to her knees and while the referee reprimanded him and counted to four in search of the break, hammered away at her chest with another series of forearms all the while screaming in her face. As the official reached four, Cross released his hold on her hair only to reach down to grab her wrists, pulling her arms back behind her before planting his foot into her spine for a standing surfboard submission hold. Cross used all of his strength to pull back on her arms while keeping his foot against her body to contort and punish her back. The referee again asked Vega if she wanted to quit, getting a shake of her head.
Kevin: Leona has an iron will, there’s no other way to describe it!
Vee: I think her brain may be made of iron, and probably hollow inside that.
The Alpha still refused to release the hold, jerking on her arms in an effort to make it all the more painful but still Vega refused to submit when the official asked. Once more Cross used his strength to yank violently repeatedly on her arms, pulling her viciously against his planted foot, shouting at her to quit as he did so. Still Vega refused when the official asked the question of her which saw a look of anger flash across the face of the Defiance Champion before he released the hold with a curb stomp to the back of her head, that drove her face into the canvas. Slowly the Monterrey native started to try and push up to all fours only for Cross to start to shove her head away with his feet, he continued to push her around the ring with his foot, telling her that she should’ve walked away while she had the chance; the crowd booing the defending Defiance Champion loudly.
Vee: He’s toying with her now, and this is always fun to watch.
Kevin: He’s going to regret this. You don’t mess around with someone of Leona’s veteran skills.
Despite the repeated shoves to her head, Leona continued to try and rise to her feet which saw Eric smile to himself as he turned his back on Vega and took off across the ring, hitting the opposite ropes and coming back to bring Vega the rest of the way to her feet with a running knee lift to the underside of the jaw. The Mexican native stumbled backwards and Eric hoisted her up onto his shoulders before he fell back into a Samoan drop. Almost mockingly, Cross kipped back up to his feet, holding his arms to his side, causing the crowd to boo him even louder again as he took a couple of moments before he delivered a fist drop into her face. Vega started to sit up, holding her face only to be roughly shoved back to the mat as Cross made the cover, using his palms to press her shoulders down against the mat.
Vee: I think he knocked her out, this is tremendous!
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...THR-
Kevin: Clearly not. That cover was never going to work.
Leona kicked out of the pinfall and Cross, from his knees, shook his head at the referee as McGuire showed him the two count. The Alpha drove a pair of forearms into the side of Leona’s head as he went to pull her up from the canvas as he came to his feet. Once he was upright the big Mancunian scooped her up, holding her upside down for a moment before he dropped her down with the ganso bomb, stacking her up as held for the cover as he landed the move.
Vee: Ohh, can you imagine what that feels like from a man that size? We’ll ask Leona after the ring announcement.
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...THRE-
Kevin: John doesn’t need to get up from his seat just yet. Leona’s still got fight left!
In the nick of time, Leona managed to slam her leg into his face to break up the pinfall and rolled to the side. Cross looked angry as the two count was shown to him once more and he again roughly yanked the challenger back up to her feet, pulling back on her hair to force her to look up at him as he shouted in her face once more before he slapped her hard, letting go of her hair as the referee reached four on the count. As Vega stumbled backwards, the Defiance Champion caught her by the wrist and used all of his strength to Irish whip her into the corner. Leona hit the turnbuckle pads hard and as she did so, her momentum saw her flip up and over the top rope to land on her feet on the ring apron. The Monterrey born wrestler stumbled down the apron and the Alpha measured her up before he came forward and looked to send her off the apron with a bicycle kick...that Leona managed to duck underneath causing Eric to get his leg hung up over the top rope. Before he could withdraw it, Vega hooked her arms around his leg and dropped off the apron to the floor, snapping his leg over the top rope as she did so.
Kevin: Why don’t you give the woman her due? Leona is giving Cross more than he was expecting, I’m sure of it. Besides, he doesn’t have a high opinion of women.
Vee: Untrue. He just doesn’t have a high opinion of boring and wimpy women. What do you think Angela is? A muskrat? That’s a woman!
Cross held his thigh for a couple of seconds before he brought his leg back over the top rope, spinning away and walking gingerly. Vega took those few moments to lean against the mat, holding her back as she did before she slid into the ring behind her foe and took his legs out from under him with a chop block. The Alpha started to force himself back up to his feet only for Vega to deliver a second chop block to the back of his leg, sending him sprawling face first onto the mat. Almost immediately Cross pushed back up to a kneeling position and as he did so, Vega began to unload on him with the El Molinillo series of kicks, aiming at his head, chest and spine, spinning around him as he tried to cover up and protect himself from the shots. Finally she finished off with a roundhouse kick to the back of his head. It sent him down to all fours and Vega leapt into the air and delivered a curb stomp to the back of his head, driving him face first into the mat.
Kevin: Big time curb stomp, and I think Leona can practically feel the title after her waist right now!
Vee: No, that’s just cellulite she’s feeling.
Cross only stayed on his face for a second before he started to push upwards once again, getting to all fours only for Leona to this time use the ring ropes to springboard into the air and spike him down into the mat with a double foot stomp to his shoulder blades. The Alpha rolled over onto his back following the move and Vega dropped an elbow into his chest before she made the cover, hooking the leg as she did so.
Kevin: That’s one hell of a double stomp from the challenger, and we might be about to crown a new champion!
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Vee: Not at all. You accuse me of underestimating people, and you think a big stomp will stop the Defiance Champion?
Cross kicked out strongly yet again, sending Leona rolling away from him and into the ropes. She held her back with one hand as she used the ropes to pull herself back to her feet, watching as Cross beat her to a vertical base and turned towards him...only for Leona to skip forwards and catch him with a superkick to his knee cap. Eric stumbled slightly, trying to keep his feet underneath him which allowed the Aztec Warrior to catch him with a superkick to the jaw. The Defiance Champion’s leg turned to spaghetti underneath him but he managed to stay upright at least until Leona charged towards him and left her feet, grabbing his head as she did so and spun around and around and around and around him before she drove him down into the mat with the Orbit DDT. Vega dropped to her knees next to her opponent and dug in with her shoulder to roll him to his back before flinging herself on top of him, reaching to hook his leg for the cover as she did so.
Kevin: That’s one of her favorite moves, the orbit DDT! This could be over!
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Well it’s not. I keep telling you that she doesn’t have what it takes.
Cross kicked out and Leona looked to the referee with three fingers held up only to nod in acceptance of the two count as she popped back up to her feet and took off across the ring and returned to deliver a busaiku knee strike to the face of the Alpha as he sat up, causing him to collapse backwards to the mat. A moment later he rolled to his side, holding his head and as he started to push upwards, Leona shook her head and reached down to push her knee pad out of the way, exposing her knee before she moved towards her opponent, taking hold of his head and jerking him down into a single knee facebreaker. Cross reeled backwards, holding his nose, struggling to keep his balance as Vega took off towards the nearest set of ropes, hopping onto the middle rope as he turned to face her only for Leona to springboard off and catch him with a perfectly timed knee strike; ramming that exposed knee into his jaw. Eric staggered backwards from the impact, only managing to stay upright for two steps before he dropped down to one knee which gave Leona the perfect opening to hook both of his arms and spike his skull down into the mat with a double arm DDT before she rolled him over and made the cover, hooking his legs as best she could.
Kevin: Another big time DDT from Vega, and this might be the cover that gets the job done!
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Vee: Keep dreaming, Kevin. She doesn’t have what it takes. How many times do I need to say it?
Cross kicked out just before the three count could be completed and Leona pushed up to her knees, asking the referee for the three but again got the two confirmed to her once more. She looked at the referee for a couple of moments before she nodded her head in agreement and moved towards the corner. She climbed up to the top rope and waved the Defiance Champion to his feet. The Alpha was already rising and when he made it to his feet she launched herself off the top rope and into a meteora, driving both knees into his chest and sending him back to the canvas, landing on top of his chest as she did so. Quickly she reached back to hook one of his legs and got as low as possible for as much leverage as possible in the cover.
Vee: Don’t you say she’s gonna do it this time! I’m sick of hearing that fake news!
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...THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!NNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Kevin: That was the closest of them all! Leona CAN do it!
At the last possible moment, Eric’s shoulder came up from the canvas to break up the pinfall. Leona asked the referee for a three count, almost staring at him in disbelief as he showed her the two and she asked again for the three, almost begging and pleading with the look in her eyes for Mcguire to ring the bell and raise her hand. Instead he showed her the two again, explaining that the shoulder came up in the nick of time but there was only a matter of millimetres in it. Leona nodded her head in acceptance and came to her feet, waving her arms to urge the crowd to get loud. The obliged her wishes as she moved in behind the rising Alpha, hooking his head as he pushed up from the canvas and gave the crowd the sign for the Warrior’s Wing to get them even louder. But as she did so, the Defiance Champion stood up, lifting Leona off her feet and drove her back into the canvas with a side suplex before he rolled away, holding his head as he did so.
Kevin: That’s the sign for the WARRIOR’S WI---
Vee: Hold that thought! She got caught again! I love it!
Both wrestlers were slow to rise; the Defiance Champion holding his head while Leona favoured her back, the referee checking on both and beginning a very slow count. He made it as far as five before both wrestlers were up to one knee and then up onto their feet. Vega immediately began to fire off stiff kicks into her opponent’s legs, causing him to stumble slightly but only managed to land three blows before she was stopped in her tracks with a huge European uppercut that caused her to stagger backwards. A second European uppercut followed that from the Mancunian that dropped Leona to her knees and before she could rise, he delivered a third that snapped her head backwards and caused her to sit back on her heels. Cross took a moment to stand over her before he lifted her upwards onto his shoulders and dropped her into a fireman’s carry gutbuster.
Vee: I think Leona’s intestines just got smashed against her spinal column! Can we see that again in slow motion?
Kevin: That one hurt me just to watch it, Good Lord!
Vega curled up on the mat, holding her stomach in pain, kicking her feet in agony as Cross again took a couple of moments, rubbing his jaw before he again came to his feet and waved Leona upwards. As the Monterrey native slowly started to push up and come to her knees, he raised his hands into the air, clasping them over his head and drove them down into the top of her head with a sledgehammer type blow that also signalled for the Alpha-Bomb. Quickly he pulled her upwards and into position before he snapped off the double underhook powerbomb, spiking her back down into the canvas. Vega’s back immediately arched upwards as she writhed in pain and Cross shook his head, refusing to go for the cover as he pulled Vega back up to her feet and lifted her onto his shoulders before he took off towards the nearest corner and delivered a turnbuckle powerbomb, pulling her straight out of the corner and into a raised knee before he lifted her up from the mat once more and delivered a second Alpha-Bomb - this one even more vicious than the last as Leona bounced on the mat before going limp on the mat. Cross dropped down to one knee and placed one hand in the middle of the chest, raising the other hand in the air in victory as McGuire made the count.
Vee: The ALPHA-BOMB!! Mark it down, this is over!
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...THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Kevin: Unfortunately….you’re right! Leona came within a whisker of taking the title though!
McGuire called for the bell and raised Eric’s hand in the air as the Alpha stayed on one knee. Eric told him to go get his title as he looked over to Angela on the outside, giving her a nod of the head. It immediately saw her start to look underneath the ring apron, pulling out three folding chairs from underneath.
John: Here is your winner by way of pinfall… AND STILL SVW DEFIANCE CHAMPION… “ALPHA” ERIC CROSS!!!
Kevin: Now what? He’s won the match, what does this prove?
Vee: Leona got on his nerves. When he’s done, she won’t ever do it again! I love it!
Quickly she set up two of the chairs on the floor near the ring ropes facing each other, laying the third folded chair between them as McGuire returned with the Defiance Championship which he handed to Cross. Eric raised it high in the air, getting booed by the crowd before he laid it out on the mat and grabbed hold of Leona by the head, pressing her face into the mat in front of the title, telling her that she’d never get it while he was Champion before he looked over at the chairs with a grin and went to pull Leona upwards. He got Vega to her feet and moved her near the ring ropes before he raised his hands over his head, clasping them together to give the sign for the Alpha-bomb and pointed towards the chairs. He deliberately under hooked one of the Mexican’s arms, piefacing Mcguire backwards as the official tried to stop him and then under hooked her other arm and grinned out at the crowd who started to cheer loudly as a figure exploded out of the back with a chair in hand and sprinted down to the ring.
Kevin: Cross is out of control, and now----who’s this?!
Vee: It’s fucking VIVI! Goddamn it! Hashtag Vivi ruins everything!
Cross went to lift Leona upward only to drop her straight back down onto her knees as he throw himself over the top rope and dropped to the floor, just in time to avoid a wild swing of the chair from Vivi Robichaud. Another wild swing followed that one, as Robichaud tried to catch him unawares over the ropes, the Alpha stepping smartly out of the way in the nick of time as Angela quickly slithered in and out of the ring to retrieve the title belt.
Vee: I have a feeling Vivi’s gonna learn the hard way what Leona had to learn tonight.
Kevin: I’m glad she was here, thank goodness for that.
He stared a hole through Vivi as she checked on Leona without taking her eyes off the Defiance Champion, Eric wrapping an arm around Angela as the pair started to head towards the entrance ramp, Cross keeping his eyes locked on Vivi as they did so before the show cut elsewhere. The Family BusinessThe next thing we see is an unfamiliar face, to say the least. But the woman standing behind him is anything but, that being Emma Mackenzie. They are joined by Dexter McKenna. Dexter: Fans, I’d like to introduce you to the newest addition to the SVW roster. The woman with him needs no introduction, as that’s obviously Emma Mackenzie. But this is her son, Kevin. Now the youngest member of the SVW roster, and no doubt looking to blaze his own trail as a result. Welcome to SVW, Kevin. Kevin: Hi, Dexter! It’s nice to meet you properly. And thank you for introducing me. No pressure on me or anything, not when this woman gave birth to me! He motions behind him at his mother. Emma, meanwhile, shakes her head and has a small smile on her face. Emma: You’ll be fine, kid. Not like you haven’t been working for this...behind my back or otherwise. Dexter: I did hear from a reliable source about that actually. And that source was your husband, Emma. He had mentioned to me recently he had been bringing along a new talent on the way to SVW. He just didn’t specify exactly who it is. And given the disparity on the roster, I assumed it might be a new female star. I had no idea it would be your son. Emma: I’d say it is fair to argue that this entire process is something I’ve largely been in the dark about. I knew Kevin wanted to wrestle, though I can’t say I was into the idea given my own history-- Kevin: You straight up told me “no”. Emma: And why. Regardless, he went off to train originally behind my back, then when all that went to hell, he worked with Ryan and Christian. Mostly Ryan, they’re built similarly so there were advantages to that. But this particular thing I didn’t know anything about until Friday. That was a nice surprise! Kevin scrunches his face up. Kevin: I’ll be honest, mom, it was as much worry that you’d say no again as it was just wanting to go ahead with it. As I’m sure most would be able to work out, I’ve been watching for a long time and really liked the idea of diving into it. And mom has the unfortunate issue of I’m her child and just as wilful as she is! Dexter: Aside of that, Kevin, I assume you’ve been following SVW for a while at this point. Who are some of the people on the roster that you admire? Do you have any favorites? Kevin: Well I think the most obvious one is Christian. And that’s not just favouritism in the fact he’s been in my life since I was about six. I wanted to fly like him but it doesn’t quite work out that way sometimes. But apart from the people that mom is friends with, ‘cause I tend to like them too, we’re talking about people like Colby and Lacey. Two very different people, obviously, but they’re people who I really like to watch for different reasons. There’s just something about them that I could watch all the time and not get bored of it. Dexter: Are you more inclined right now to just get your feet wet, so to speak? Or is there a particular division of interest? Maybe Chaos like your mom. I know you said you weren’t much of a high flyer, so I guess that rules out Adrenaline. Kevin: Right now it’s definitely a case of getting my feet wet. Chaos matches aren’t something I’ve really explored as an option, but that’s largely a lack of experience - I don’t tend to work with people who like those matches and mom refuses. Adrenaline is pretty well out since I do tend to be more ground based. But for the moment I’m definitely happy to just jump in and see where the wind takes me. Dexter: Plus if you find yourself in too much trouble, I’m sure you have some fantastic backup, especially with all the groups that run around in SVW. You mentioned Lacey, part of the Gold Standard. Who knows? One day, you might find yourself across the ring from her. Emma: Don’t look to me for backup unless someone’s about to kill you, kiddo. You wanted to dive in, you’ll deal with all the shit that comes with it. Kevin: Sure. I don’t think I’d be in a position to be against Lacey for a while, but that’s a definite possibility! And I’ll be going against a lot of people I look up to in this setting. Dexter: Kevin, I look forward to your debut and I’m sure everyone watching Rampage tonight on SVW Unlimited does too. Good luck, and welcome aboard. Dexter shakes his hand before the show heads back to the ring for the next match.
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Live from Madison Square Garden in New York City, New York October 18, 2021The SVW logo on the top of the SVW Championship is seen as it’s raised in the air from the night of SVW’s 10th anniversary show on Valentine’s Day. Her expression turns into a cocky smile before we rewind time to 2014 when Rebecka Hate was the SVW Champion and her path as champion. “Money and the Power” by Kid Ink begins playing. We’ve been going hard for too long Can’t get enough, what is you on? Really ain’t nothing, I could drop that Wake up in the morning, make it all backThe violent altercation from the Midas Touch this year is shown between Jo McFarlane and Scarlett Kincaid as she was assaulted on the outside of the ring. Later in the match, Scarlett comes at Jo full force in the Midas Touch and ends up eliminating her before a graphic shows us they meet tonight. It’s nothing, nothing to get it poppin’ Wanna roll. Roll up, up, and away Here we go now Now Martin had a dream, I’ve been dreamin’ ’bout gold Tell ‘em I just wanna shine, and I gotta let it showThe history of Stacey Sky’s Adrenaline title reign, showing each opponent she defeated to retain it since she won it. After each victory, we see the shadow of Anna Cortez watching before it’s announced they’ll meet tonight, which turns into a staredown between them. Vibrate the whole building, I ain’t ringing through your phone Waiting ’til the smoke clear, can you see me through the fog?The song continues to play as we go live inside the arena with fireworks erupting from the stage and shooting across the rafters of the arena. A roaring crowd is heard as the music continues playing. The stage is decorated to look like the skyline of New York City. Kevin: The World’s Most Famous Arena, Madison Square Garden, is the home of SVW tonight, and you are watching Rampage live on SVW Unlimited! Tonight, 5 championships will be decided and one hell of a grudge match too! Vee: This is my kinda town, Kevin! Where fortunes are made and lost, it’s the city that never sleeps. No place better for the Wicked Storm to reclaim the SVW Tag Team Championship against those two hosers holding them now. Kevin: That’s one of the titles I was referring to, yes. The SVW, Defiance, Tag Team, Aggression, and Adrenaline titles are all up for grabs, and we could very well make a lot of history tonight! I’m ready to get it going, so let’s send it up to the World’s Most Dapper Ring Announcer and get Rampage rolling! The show cuts to the ring to find John looking out over the massive crowd in the Garden. Dressed in a tuxedo no less, he raises the microphone to begin the introductions. John: The opening contest of Rampage is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the SVW Aggression Championship!
Kevin: Formerly known as the Pride Championship and rechristened on July 28th to the Aggression title, this title has consistently been a major focal point as a result.
Vee: You got that right. I plan on sending Michelle after it, because no one defines aggression more than she does.
Kevin: You do realize it’s named after the show, right?
"Dangerous Woman" by Ariana Grande begins to play as two ladies in evening dresses walk out to the top of the rampway and unroll a red carpet.
Don't need permission Made my decision to test my limits Cause it's my business, God as my witness Start what I finished
AMC steps out from the back wearing a beautiful flowing robe. Her manager Kyle Kilmeade follows closely behind her. AMC stops at the top of the ramp and slowly spins in a circle as Kyle applauds his client.
Don't need no hold up Taking control of this kind of moment I'm locked and loaded Completely focused, my mind is open
John: Coming down the aisle accompanied by Kyle Kilmeade and hailing from Beverly Hills, CA. “The Beverly Hills Socialite” A. M. C.!!!!!!!!!!
All that you got, skin to skin, oh my God Don't ya stop, boy Somethin' 'bout you makes me feel like a dangerous woman Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you Makes me wanna do things that I shouldn't
AMC slowly makes her way down the aisle and upon reaching the ring she walks up the steps, taking a moment to wipe her feet on the apron as Kyle gets on the apron and holds the ropes open. AMC Slowly bends over to get in the ring giving Kyle a great view of her ass causing him to smirk. Once in the ring Kyle removes her robe and kisses her hand causing loud boos from the crowd.
Kevin: This will mark Ashley’s second attempt to become the new champion. She’s definitely the one with more to prove here, and all she’s done is piss River off since then.
Vee: Ashley was only trying to help improve River’s looks. I mean she doesn’t have a lot to work with, so tanning her face might have made her a tiny bit easier on the eyes.
The lights extinguish inside the arena only for a hockey style goal horn to sound; causing a spotlight to snap on and highlight the one, the only, River Campbell stood at the top of the stage playing to the crowd, waving her arms to get them to join in with the clapping and the opening “Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh’s…” of “The Enforcer” by Monster Truck. The title belt fastened diagonally across her body like a bandolier or guitar strap. She nods her head, revelling in it as the lyrics kick in.
“I'm not looking for a fight If you come at me tonight I'm gonna make you sorry. Don't try my patience, son There's a reason I'm the one, People stand aside for.”
With a smirk on her face she sets off down the ramp, beating her chest as she does so. When she reaches the ring she climbs up the ring steps. Entering the ring, the musician continues to play to the fans by standing on the middle rope and raising her hand in the air. She repeats this on all four sides of the ring before returning to her corner and waiting impatiently for the match to start.
John: From New York, New York, weighing 143 lbs, standing 5’7 she is the reigning and defending SVW Aggression Champion...RIVER CAMPBELL!!!
Kevin: Both of hre reigns combined, River has held this title for nearly a year in total. And she’s been a fighting champion too, turning no one away. In this case, I know for a fact she wants another piece of Ashley and this was how she was going to get it.
Vee: She’s still mad about that whole title ceremony. She could have just let Ashley have a selfie with the title, which is all she got out of it...aside of trying to light up her face, I mean.
Referee Billy Phelps showed the title to Ashley before holding it over his head, and then handing it off to John. The bell sounded after that, and it was almost like River got sht out of a cannon as she took towards the challenger at a high speed. Chase tried to get out of the ring immediately, but got caught by the champion who pulled her back inside by the tights and started unloading with furious right hands to the side of her head. The hometown crowd roared after she shoved Ashley back into the corner, and landed several forearms to the side of her head. She climbed up onto the middle rope, and let the fans count off ten punches to her head before hopping down. Chase stumbled out of the corner before River grabbed a rear waistlock, and snapped off a German suplex that sent the challenger into a heap against the corner.
Kevin: We’re picking up right where that six woman tag match left off with River going KOS on Ashley, but there’s no one to tag tonight. Not to mention this is River’s backyard!
Vee: Oh, so that’s why they like her? I’d have figured they would appreciate a woman of Ashley’s class and presence.
Chase tried to get up with the help of the corner, and River stopped that with a running knee into her lower back. It sent her into the corner chest first, and Campbell spiked her face into the top turnbuckle a few times before hooking her head from behind for an inverted suplex to send the brunette face down on the mat. She popped back to her feet, bouncing off the near side before dropping an elbow into the back of Ashley’s head. The challenger tried to get away again, only to get pulled up by the arm prior to River landing a knife edge chop across her chest. The smack resounded through the arena before four more send her into the ropes and a discus clothesline then found her going through those ropes to the floor.
Kevin: River Campbell is a ball of fire right now, and she’s not missed a shot yet! I bet Ashley’s regretting a lot of decisions right now.
Vee: Ashley has no regrets other than hiring Kyle sooner, Kevin. Besides River wants to pin her, right? Well she isn’t going to do that with her on the floor.
River rallied the crowd as Kyle helped Ashley back to her feet. The brunette showed him her chest up close, and complained about the chops. But her complaints never finished before River reached through the ropes to grab two handfuls of her hair to pull her onto the apron. Chase got to her feet, and turned around before River used an elbow to the top of her head, and then hoisted her up for a slingshot suplex to bring her back into the ring. She floated across for the cover with the outside leg hooked.
Kevin: Ashley’s about to have plenty of time to show Kyle all her ouchies!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
Chase kicked out at two, and River yanked her back to her feet by her hair. She whipped her into the far corner chest first before hitting the ropes nearest her for a running lariat. Another bounce off the ropes as Ashley got up saw her get put down again with a scissor kick.
Vee: How dare River interrupt a manager/client discussion like that? Ashley wasn’t even talking to her.
The champion pulled the challenger back to her feet, and laid in a couple more chops to her chest. She fired Ashley into the far corner, and darted in after her with a corner clothesline, but Chase brought her knees up for a second. Campbell ran into them, and it dazed her. Ashley quickly capitalized by throwing her to the mat with a hair mare. She dropped down to her knees beside her, and applied a blatant choke until the count of four from referee Billy Phelps.
Vee: She should get a ten count on that choke for interrupting the conversation Ashley was trying to have with her manager.
Kevin: Conversation?! Looked more like she was about two inches from giving him a motorboat to me.
Chase got back to her feet, trying to collect herself after all the offense she had absorbed. When she spotted River starting to get to all fours though, she grabbed her head to deliver a corner bulldog. She draped her neck across the middle rope before hopping onto River’s back with both knees to choke her. Another four count from the referee followed before she yanked her off the ropes by her feet to let her faceplant on the mat. Now feeling more confident, she dropped down to the mat and applied a Koji clutch submission.
Vee: Now that’s a choke you can do legally, plus it helps to be pretty limber too. And that’s one of Ashley’s advantages. I think she’s more agile than River.
Kevin: She might well be, that wouldn’t surprise me. I haven’t seen her utilize this hold before, so it’s clear she’s been working on a few things for this match.
Phelps moved around to see if River wanted to stop the match, but got no sign that she did. River, instead, was using her free hand to try to reach the ropes. Ashley did everything she could to prevent that, and it was working as River seemed to be fading a little as the hold remained applied. Phelps checked again, still getting no sign that River wanted the match to be stopped. But the champion’s eyes were clearly getting heavy, and her reaches for the bottom rope were more languid.
Vee: If nothing else, the one thing River can say that she got out of this match was a good night’s sleep. Ashley has that hold in tight, doesn’t she?
Kevin: She definitely does. I wouldn’t be surprised to find out this is something Kyle is responsible for. He’s always looking to increase his clients’ repertoire.
Finally, River’s arm dropped to the mat and Ashley demanded the referee check her and call for the bell. Phelps raised the arm once, twice, and as it was falling the third time, River’s eyes popped open. The New York City crowd came to life as she made one desperate lunge towards the rope, and made it. Phelps had to count to four to get the challenger to break the hold. Ashley got back to her feet in a huff, and looked down to see River trying to get her wits together and revive herself.
Kevin: That Koji clutch took a lot out of River, and she’s trying to wake herself up right now. That hold cuts off oxygen to the brain, and that’s when the lights start to go out.
Vee: Just a shame she couldn’t have had it in place longer, because then we’d already have a new champion to start Rampage.
She circled around the New Yorker as River began to get up, only to snatch her arms over her head to deliver a full nelson facebuster. She rolled Campbell over for the cover, and hooked the outside leg.
Vee: I bet that did the job, Kevin! We got a socialite champion coming up!
ONE!!
TWOOOO!!!
TH-NOO!!!
River got her shoulder off the mat, and Ashley demanded the referee count faster. She glanced towards her manager, who had some advice for her before she headed towards the corner to make her way up top.
Kevin: Ashley’s heading to the high rent district now, she must think she’s one move away from putting River down for the three count.
Ashley made it to the top rope, and wasted no time in going for a frog splash. But the champion rolled out of the way. The fans got loud all over again as River sat up, while Ashley held her abdomen in pain. The champion shook her head a little, and got back to her feet finally. She scooped up Chase onto her shoulder before darting out of the corner with a running powerslam. Campbell started pumping her arm, and the fans were getting louder for her now.
Kevin: River’s tapped into that second wind now, and she’s feeding off these fans here in the Garden!
Vee: I don’t like the way this is starting to look. Kyle may have to do something about this sooner than later.
Kyle was definitely starting to look concerned at ringside as River dragged Ashley back to her feet. She whipped the brunette across to the far side, and caught her on the rebound with a sidewalk slam to the canvas. She pulled Chase to her feet, and delivered a series of arm-trap headbutts to her face that staggered the socialite backwards before River yanked her by the arm into a stunner that bounced her off the canvas. The fans came to their feet as she darted across her for the cover!!
Kevin; STUNNER!! Ashley literally bounced off the mat, and River’s gonna retain the title!!
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-WHOA!
The referee stopped the count when he looked up to see Ashley’s foot across the bottom rope. River looked to see it too, and got back to her feet. She headed for the far corner, and dropped down into a three point stance.
Vee: Uh oh, I know what this is going to look like! Ashley needs to stay down...or better yet, roll out of the ring!
The New York City crowd was getting louder as Ashley crawled towards the corner afew a few seconds. She tried to use it to get up, but instead slumped forward against the middle turnbuckle. River waved her arm, shouting at her to get up and turn around as Kyle was shouting at his client too. Finally, Ashley got to her feet and started to turn before River bolted towards her with her clothesline. But Ashley countered with a drop toe hold that sent River face first...into an exposed turnbuckle! Campbell’s head smacked the metal arm before Chase rolled her up from behind! Phelps dove to make the count just before Ashley grabbed a handful of tights!
Kevin: Did...did she take off the turnbuckle pad?!
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
The referee called for the bell as Ashley immediately rolled out of the ring. She collapsed to her knees, but was soon helped up by her manager as the referee joined them to raise her hand.
Vee: Either she did, or our ring crew is lazy as hell and forgot to put it on! What matters we’re starting off Rampage with a new champion!
John: Your winner by pinfall….AND NEEEEEEEEEEEEEWW SVW Aggression Champion…..ASHLEY MARIE CHASE!!!
Kyle congratulated his client as she took the title from the refere, first clutching it to her and then hugging her manager with her arms and legs. He sat her back on her feet as she thrust the title into the air amid boos from the New York City crowd.
Kevin: Ashley Marie Chase has stolen the Aggression Championship tonight, and got her ass kicked in the process. I’m sure she’ll want Kilmeade to check that out later too.
Vee: Stop worrying about Ashley’s body, I thought you had a girlfriend. Way to goo, Ashley! And that won’t be the only title change tonight if I have my way about it.
Ashley kissed her new title as she headed towards the back. Then the show cut to a video package surrounding tonight’s match for the Defiance Championship.
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on: October 04, 2021, 02:09:12 pm
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Aggression returns from the commercial break back to the ring for the final time tonight, and there’s John yet again in position with his microphone as a graphic reminding viewers about Rampage appears on the bottom third of the screen.
John: The following match is scheduled for one fall to a finish and it is a Ladder Match for the SVW CHAOS CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
Kevin: That was our last commercial break tonight, and we’re here till we have a winner in this Chaos Championship match we’re about to see.
Vee: Nathan’s finally facing someone who is as whacked out mentally as he is. The only difference is I like Raven.
The lights go out completely as the opening guitar riff of ‘Is this the way you get to hell by Stitched up heart’ starts to play. A red spotlight hits highlighting a handbasket sitting on the otherwise empty stage.
Is this the way you get to hell? Is this the way you get to hell in a handbasket? You will tear me apart. You will tear apart my mind, My simple mind. It's just cause you hurt so bad, That you end up blind, You end up blind. Is this the way you… Is this the way you... Is this the way you…
A second spotlight hits at the entrance to see Raven Knight standing with her arms raised above her head making the bottom of her top raise enough to show part of her taut abdomen. Boos erupt from the crowd which just bring a smirk to the resident firestarter’s face.
Dripping from bloody fingers, Running from the palms of my hands. Dripping from bloody fingers, I didn’t even have a chance. Dripping from bloody fingers, Running from the palms of my hands.
John: Introducing at this time...from Providence, Rhode Island,--weighing in at one-hundred twenty pounds, she is the “The Dark Raven:” RAVEN KNIIIIGHT!
I will tear you apart. I will tear apart your mind, Your simple mind. It's just cause I hurt so bad, That I end up blind, I end up with a simple mind. Is this the way you… Is this the way you... Is this the way you…
Raven walks out onto the stage and approaches the handbasket with the smirk still in place on her face, suddenly she kicks out sending the basket toppling down the ramp and scattering black rose petals in its wake and down the ramp.
Dripping from bloody fingers, Running from the palms of my hands. Dripping from bloody fingers, I didn’t even have a chance. Dripping from bloody fingers, Running from the palms of my hands.
Raven walks down the ramp towards the ring with her arms raised either side of her and her middle fingers extended towards the crowd. She speeds up as she nears the ring and jumps up onto the apron, sliding under the bottom rope and jumping to her feet in a quick fluid sequence. She raises her middle fingers to the crowd again before going back to her corner and laughing at the animosity she is getting from the crowd.
Kevin: This rematch has been a long time coming, and was largely put off when Ryan Sheffield became the unlikeliest Chaos Champion in SVW history. Well he’s out of the picture now.
Vee: I’m still annoyed he had to wrestle Paul earlier, that is not an opponent befitting a man of his talent and social media fame.
“BEEP BEEP” L7’s Shitlist starts to blast out of the PA and along with it comes Nathan Thunder dressed up in jeans, boots and a very disturbing looking t-shirt. Nathan holds something in his hand it’s a cane, the psychotic look on his face just emphasizes the walking and talking unpredictability that he is. Nathan laughs it up and slaps some hands with the fans while making his way down the ramp working the crowd up to a frenzy, once at ringside Nathan takes a sprint and slides under the bottom rope for the joy of the cheering fans. The High Risk Hitman jumps up holding his cane like a gun and twirls around aiming it at the audience, then turns it towards the entrance way and “fires” laughing as his music dies down…
John: And her opponent, from Amsterdam in the Netherlands. He is 6’0” tall, weighs 235lbs and is the reigning, defending SVW CHAOS CHAMPION. Please welcome… “THE HIGH RISK HITMAN” NATHAN THUNDER!!!
Kevin: Nathan Thunder loves being the Chaos Champion again, and he especially loves being in front of these people. But the same cannot be said about Raven. She just likes the money that comes from holding a title.
Vee: Well duh! If you’re in this business for anything other than money, I think you’re probably an idiot. And speaking of them, here’s the Chaos Champion...for now.
The camera panned down the entrance way one last time to show the ladders that flanked the ramp before it settled on Angela Rocca in the middle of the ring; the two combatants in their corners staring at each other as the Chaos Title was already hanging above the ring. Rocca checked both wrestlers were ready, getting the okay from both before she called for the bell and left the ring. Immediately the two wrestlers came forward, meeting in the middle of the ring and didn’t waste any time at all as they exchanged vicious hammer-like right hands, driving their fists into each other's heads. Nathan started to get the upper hand, only for Raven to take a step backwards which allowed her to deliver a kick right between his legs.
Vee: That’s how you should start every match right there, Kevin. If you want, we can begin every broadcast like that if you’ll stand up quick enough.
Kevin: Uh huh, sure. There are no rules in a match like this, so a low blow is perfectly legal.
Thunder started to fold up only for Knight to grab hold of the back of his head and march into the nearest corner where she viciously slammed him face first into the top turnbuckle. Nathan reeled away only for Raven to again grab hold of the back of his head, walking him into the next corner where she again drove him face first into the top turnbuckle before she dragged him to the next corner and did the same again before completing the circuit by introducing his features to the top turnbuckle in the fourth and final corner. Thunder stepped backwards out of the corner, only for Raven to bounce his head off the turnbuckle pad nine more times before she followed it up with a back suplex to put him back down on the canvas.
Vee: The more I think about it, the more I think the Chaos division might be a good place for Kristina. She loves using weapons.
Kevin: There’s no question of that, but you may be putting the cart before the horse. She does have a tag title rematch coming up. I’d focus on that.
Quickly Raven came back to her feet and pulled herself up onto the middle rope where she measured up the Chaos Champion as he came to his feet and launched herself off into a knee strike to the side of his head. It saw the Dutchman stagger away only for his wrist to get caught and jerked into a short arm lariat that put him down on to the mat once more. Thunder went to get up, making it as far as his knees before Knight began to unload on him with a series of right and left hands, snapping off jabs into his jaw as Nathan continued to rise, getting all the way to his feet before the challenger brought a knee upwards into his stomach then jerked him down into a single knee facebreaker. Thunder staggered backwards and the Rhode Island native continued her attack with a ridgehand chop across his Adam’s Apple, causing the Chaos Champion to gasp and choke for breath.
Vee: See there? Don’t matter how crazy you might be, you still gotta be able to breathe.
Kevin: Right you are, and Raven isn’t holding back in the slightest as she plans to regain the Chaos title.
Before he could recover, Knight came off the ring ropes and took the Champion down to the mat with a Thesz press, firing off right and left hands into his head only for Thunder to cover up, causing Raven to roll away and come to her feet. She waved him upwards, skipping forwards when he made it as far all fours and drove a stiff kick into his ribcage, a second followed that as he pushed up to his knees despite the blows. As he made it to one knee, Raven hooked his head, pulling him the rest of the way up only to spike his head back into the canvas with a DDT before she floated over onto his back and started to bounce his face off the canvas like she was dribbling a basketball before she rolled off and pulled him upwards. As the challenger brought the Dutchman to his feet, she lifted him up off his feet and dropped his throat across the top rope with a stun gun. It saw Nathan stagger backwards on his feet, holding his throat only for Raven to grab hold of his arm and send him down to the mat yet again with a side Russian leg sweep.
Vee: You think she’s trying to damage his throat with all this attention it’s getting?
Kevin: Whatever the hell it takes is pretty much Raven’s credo, as far as I can tell from having watched her over the years.
Thunder rolled onto his side, still gasping and coughing as he tried to get his breath back and Raven rolled out of the ring, ducking down to look underneath the apron and pulled out a chair. She slid back into the ring and came to her feet, tapping the chair against the mat as the fans booed her loudly. Their jeers brought a small smile to her face as she lined up the rising Thunder and crashed the chair across his spine as he made it to his feet. A second and third chair shot followed to his spine before she reared back and brought it crashing down upon the top of his head, contorting the steel as it connected, causing him to drop down to his knees before she did it again. Then with a smile on her lips, Raven backed up to the middle of the ring and set up the chair, it’s seating facing Thunder as she went to pull him back up to his feet. When she had him back upright she Irish whipped him into the ropes and on the return she went to flapjack him into the steel of the chair...only for Thunder to counter the move into a Tornado DDT that drove Raven’s skull into the chair seat instead, causing it to buckle further. Thunder lay on the mat, arching his back in pain as Knight’s head slowly slid off the disfigured chair and collapsed to the canvas.
Kevin: Jesus, Raven got her gray matter scrambled right there. And if it were me, I’d be going for the title right now.
Vee: That all sounds well and good, but Raven is already beginning to get up again!
Thunder rolled to the side and used the chair to push himself up to his feet, shoving it away as he made it to his feet and found that Raven had similarly risen back to her feet only for Nathan to catch her with a stiff kick to the underside of her jaw. Knight staggered backwards, trying to find her balance but before she could, she was taken off her feet with a swinging neckbreaker. Once more she began to rise from the mat but as she got her feet underneath her, Thunder darted past her and came off the middle rope with a springboard back elbow to her jaw which once more saw her stagger backwards a step which allowed the Dutchman to catch her with a pele kick to the top of her head, it saw her drop down to one knee. Once more Nathan took off towards the ring ropes, bouncing off them as he did so and caught Knight in the face with a big boot as she made it upright. Raven rolled to the side and began to push upwards only for Thunder to grab hold of her head as she made it to her knees, guiding it between his legs as he wrapped his arms around her waist and manhandled her upwards before he dropped down into a piledriver. Knight collapsed to the mat and Thunder slid out of the ring and went towards the first ladder that stood upright at the bottom of the entrance ramp.
Kevin: Now Nathan has the right idea. If it were me, I’d be doing everything I can as quick as I could to get a ladder and climb it in a match like this.
Vee: But these two like what they do for a living, and they aren’t little wussies like you. They’re having fun.
It took him a couple of moments to collapse the ladder and fold it flat before he carried it back to the ring and placed it on the apron. As he did so, Raven came charging forwards across the ring and into a baseball slide; Thunder ducking down in the nick of time as the ladder went over his head and clattered to the floor behind him. Knight was already back on her feet in the ring and grabbed hold of the top rope as she bounced her feet off the bottom and went for a pendulum dropkick to the face of the Chaos Champion as he stood up only for Thunder to lean to the side, dodging the blow and grabbing hold of Raven’s legs as he did so. He used his grip to jerk her body roughly, trying to get her to let go of the top rope and managed it on the fourth attempt, pulling her through the ropes to the outside as he spun and slammed her down spine first onto the ladder.
Vee: I’d hate to be the chiropractor that has to help Raven tomorrow after that landing.
Kevin: I doubt she uses them, she seems more like a “drink the pain away” kinda girl to me.
The Rhode Island native rolled away holding her back and Thunder lifted the ladder up from the floor and slid it into the ring, following in behind. Nathan went to set it up and then found himself adjusting the position slightly to get it beneath the Chaos Champion and then started to climb. He barely managed to make it to the third rung before Raven slid back into the ring. As Knight pushed up onto her hands and knees, Thunder launched himself off the ladder and drove an elbow drop into the small of her back, driving her down into the canvas as he did so. He pulled Knight back up to her feet and drove forearms into the small of her back before he slammed her down into the canvas with an inverted sit out facebreaker. Nathan once more came to his feet and was quicker this time to fold up the ladder and leaned it up in the corner. He turned back towards Raven and rushed towards her, catching her with a running knee lift as she made it to her knees before he pulled her the rest of the way to her feet and Irish whipped her across the ring where she crashed back first into the ladder leaned up in the corner, where she immediately arched her back in pain. Before she could step away from the ladder, Thunder barrelled towards her and caught her with a splash that drove her spine back into the rungs of the ladder.
Kevin: More and more damage being done to Raven’s spine all for the right to call yourself the Chaos Champion.
Vee: If this were Kristina, she’d have already gotten this match won.
Raven grimaced in pain as her back again arched away from the metal before she stepped forwards and found herself sent face first into the mat with a modified hip toss from the Dutchman. Knight started to push up from the canvas again but as she made it to her knees, Thunder used the middle rope for a springboard, grabbing hold of the top of the ladder as he did so and drove the ladder with a bulldog straight down across her spine once more. Knight again grimaced in pain and held her back as Thunder came back to his feet, lifting the ladder up as he did so and once more slammed it down into the Raven’s spine. The Chaos Champion did it three more times before he took off towards the ropes, hopping up onto the middle and springboarding backwards into a double foot stomp to the ladder, driving it into his opponent’s body. Knight rolled out from under the ladder, continuing to roll all the way through to her front once more. Thunder popped up to his feet and began to stomp away at her back as he held onto the top rope, delivering five stomps before he shoved her out of the ring underneath the bottom rope and to the floor.
Kevin: That’s a smart move, get rid of Raven from the ring and hopefully start up the ladder from there.
Vee: It’s hard to tell what Nathan has in mind a lot of time. He’s liable to jump out after her.
He stared down at her for a moment as she writhed in pain on the floor, holding her back in pain before he turned back to the ladder and again started to set it up in the middle of the ring. As he did so, Raven began to recover on the outside, coming to her hands and knees as she started to look underneath the ring once more and this time pulled out a kendo stick that looked to be wrapped in cloth. Knight continued to look underneath the ring, placing a bottle of lighter fluid on the apron as Thunder was satisfied with the positioning of the ladder and started to climb. Raven rolled into the ring behind him with the cloth wrapped kendo stick in hand and pulled out a lighter from her waistband, flicking it open and producing a flame which she held to the cloth. Immediately it caught fire; flames travelled swiftly up the entire length of the kendo stick and Raven pushed the rest of the way to her feet and started to unload on Nathan’s back with the flaming kendo stick.
Kevin: She’s setting that kendo stick on fire, and this isn’t gonna bode well for Nathan!
Vee: That’s what makes it great! I love Chaos division matches! Hit him in the groin with it! Last thing we need is little Nathans!
Nathan let out a cry of surprise and pain as the first blow landed but held onto the ladder, even as four more shots landed in a tight grouping across his back. He kept hold of the ladder and tried to climb up another step only for Raven to jab the kendo stick between his legs and swung it upwards into his groin. Nathan’s eyes went wide and dropped back down to his feet on the mat which saw Raven place the flaming kendo stick across his throat, holding it there for a couple of moments before she used it to snap him backwards to the mat with a side Russian leg sweep. Knight rolled on top of him and once more pressed the kendo stick down across his throat, looking to choke him out although failed to get leverage as she was only holding one end of the weapon. With a shake of her head and a grimace she leaned forwards and pressed her forearm against the flaming end of the Kendo stick to force it across Thunder’s throat. Thunder tried to shove her away by pushing at her arms to little avail.
Vee: Damn it, Nathan. Put your hands down! I want to see someone’s neck catch fire!
Kevin: What a sick thing to say! Thunder’s doing everything he can to avoid that stick!
Raven managed to hold her forearm against the kendo stick for a good few seconds before the pain got too much for her and she pulled away, her arm already beginning to blister as she stood up and used the kendo stick as intended, firing off shots to Thunder’s body, landing ten quick shots before the flames looked to extinguish having exhausted all the fuel in what remained of the cloth, leaving behind charred wood which Knight tossed off to the side. She pulled Nathan up to his feet and sent him face first into the side of the ladder before she took him off his feet with a neckbreaker. Again Knight mounted the Champion and started to pound away at his face with right and left hands. Thunder covered up and Knight nipped up to her feet only to leap into the air and deliver a double knee drop into her opponent’s body. She delivered a second as she came to her feet before she pulled him upwards and sent him shoulder first through the corner turnbuckle pads and into the steel ring post. As he stepped backwards, Raven grabbed hold of him around the waist, spinning him around before she lifted him upwards, getting him just off his feet before she slammed him down into the rungs of the ladder with a wheelbarrow facebuster, snapping his head backwards as his forehead hit the steel rungs of the ladder.
Vee: A facebuster into the ladder, now that’s ingenious! Hurry up, Raven! Start climbing and get your title back!
Kevin: I don’t think she heard you, but you two are definitely on the same wavelength!
Knight started to climb the ladder backwards, getting up to above halfway and looked up to the Chaos Championship for a moment before she looked back down towards Nathan. The Amsterdam born wrestler was starting to get back up to his feet. Knight let him get vertical before she kicked him in the face as she stood on the ladder, causing him to back up two steps before she leapt off and crashed a double axe handle to the top of his hand. Thunder dropped down to one knee and Raven immediately skipped forwards to crash a bicycle knee into the face of the kneeling Chaos Champion. Nathan sat back on his heels, heading lolling on his shoulders and Raven looked up towards the tag titles and started to climb the ladder once more. She made it three quarters of the way up before Nathan moved and immediately lunged towards her, grabbing hold of her ankle tightly and used his grip to try and jerk her off the ladder. Knight looked to hold on tight as she lashed out wildly with her other boot.
Vee: Don’t let go, Raven! Nothing good is going to happen if you let go!
Kevin: She’s doing everything within her power to do just that here.
She managed to catch him three times to the nose before he released and staggered backwards two steps; Knight looking behind her and down at Thunder before she looked up at the Chaos title once more and let go off the ladder, folding her arms across her chest as she fell into a coffin drop that saw her land perfectly on top of Nathan causing them both to land on the canvas in a heap. Raven came back to her feet as Thunder pushed up to all fours and Knight used a curb stomp to send him face first into the canvas. Once more Knight pulled him upwards and looked to throw him over the top rope and to the outside only for Thunder to catch the top rope and land on his back on the apron instead. Raven headed towards the ladder, confirming that it was still securely set up before she began to climb up the rungs.
Vee: Now she’s in a good position, and that idiot is down! We’re gonna make SVW history tonight, Kevin!
Kevin: We could indeed be seconds away from crowing a two time Chaos Champion!
Nathan used the ropes to pull himself up to his feet and headed towards the corner, climbing quickly to the top rope and measured up Knight before he launched himself off, catching her with a clothesline that caused the ladder to topple to the side. Raven managing to jump clear at the last moment and catch herself against the ring ropes as Thunder landed on his feet and found his bearings before he charged towards Knight, leaving his feet and delivered a jumping DDT. Thunder used the ropes to help himself to his feet and grabbed hold of the ladder, setting up so that it rested on the middle ropes across the corner and he went to pull the rising Raven the rest of the way to her feet and fired off knees into her chest before he lowered his shoulder and rushed her backwards into the corner opposite where he had set up the ladder. He began to drive his shoulder into her gut, forcing her back into turnbuckle pads that caused a look of pain to cross Raven’s face with each shoulder thrust. As he delivered the fifth shoulder thrust he drove a scorpion kick into her jaw before he pulled her out of the corner, wrapping his arms around her body as he quickly danced back across the ring and into position to lift her up and slam her spine first into the ladder with a belly to belly slam.
Kevin: That was devastating impact! I don’t even see how Raven is able to keep standing up...and she may not after that!
Vee: They should have made this match where only Raven was allowed to use weapons. I think it’d have been over by now if they had.
Thunder rolled underneath the ladder and came up to his feet near the turnbuckle pads. He looked over his shoulder to find Knight writhing in pain and then he grinned out to the fans, encouraging them to cheer him loudly - which they did gladly - as he hopped up onto the top rope only to instantly come back with a split leg moonsault that landed flush across Raven’s body as she lay on the ladder before he slipped tipping the ladder as he did so and causing Raven to land hard on the canvas underneath it. She spasmed like a fish out of water, holding her back as she did so and Rocca moved around the ring to check on her, getting told by the Rhode Islander that she was fine to continue, despite a look of agony on her face.
Kevin: What does the referee expect her to say? Raven wants to be Chaos Champion again, her body be damned!
Vee: I agree. Stop asking if they want to go on, and just let them go till we have a winner or a casualty!
Kevin: Not what I meant!
Thunder shook his head as he came to his feet and pulled the ladder out of the ropes, carrying it over to the next corner where he again leaned it, folded up, against the turnbuckle pads. When he was happy it was set up he returned to Raven, pulling her back to her feet and backed her up into the ropes with a series of knife edge chops to her chest before he fired her across the ring. As she hit the far ropes, the High Risk Hitman hopped up onto the middle rope and launched himself like a cruise missile straight into her midsection with a spear, driving her down into the canvas as he did so. Knight’s back bounced off the canvas and for a moment it was like an electric current had been passed through her body, causing her to roll to the side. Again Nathan came to his feet and pulled Knight upright once more, driving a knee into her midsection before he flipped her up onto his shoulder into position for a powerbomb, holding her on his shoulders for a moment.
Kevin: Powerbomb coming up!!
Vee: He’s taking too long though, bet me!
He hoisted her up and took off towards the ladder he had set up, looking for a powerbomb only for Raven to counter as they got near, driving fists into his head before she flipped backwards and with a slight cry of pain, snapped off a headscissors takedown, sending the Dutchman face first into the ladder as he landed on his knees. Knight forced her way back up to her feet, with a look of determination on her face as she backed all the way across the ring before she took off a sprint and launched herself into a cannonball senton that not only caught Thunder square in the back, sending him back first into the ladder as he got to his feet and turned to face her. The force of the impact caused the ladder to buckle and bend, Nathan sitting hunched over on one of the rungs as Raven slowly started to pick herself up from the mat, holding her back as she did so.
Kevin: With all the damage done to her back, I’m amazed Raven is still able to get up at all.
Vee: I’m not! She’s one of the toughest bitches on the planet! Like me!
The Rhode Island native made it back to her feet and pulled Thunder away from the bent ladder and up onto her shoulders. She let out a cry of pain as she straightened up, her face a mask of absolute agony thanks to the damage done to her back but she tried to block it out as she threw Nathan off her shoulders and into a Go 2 Sleep knee strike. He hit the mat and rolled unmoving onto his back. Raven looked towards the broken ladder and then down to the Dutchman, spitting on his chest before she stepped through the ring ropes and dropped down to the floor. She moved as quick as she could towards the nearest ladder, closing it up and carrying it back to the ring where she set it up underneath the Chaos Championship. She looked over to Nathan and saw him starting to recover as he rolled to the side and started to slowly try and sit up, waving an arm at the ring ropes as he tried to grasp hold of imaginary ones to pull himself up.
Vee: Either he’s really confused or crazier than I thought. Look at him waving to the ropes that aren’t there.
Kevin: Nathan has always marched to the beat of his own drummer, and I won’t question him. He’s been very successful just the way he is.
Raven shook her head and advanced upon him, pulling him up to his knees before she caught him with a vicious looking shining wizard to put him down on the mat once more. Satisfied the Providence born wrestler headed towards the ladder, giving it one last check to make sure that it was securely set up before she started to climb. She was only going slowly, holding her back with one hand as it was obviously bothering her. Slowly but surely though, she rose up the rungs while Nathan began to stir, finding the broken ladder and began to pull himself up with it’s help. Raven almost made it to the top where she reached up, stretching her arm up, brushing the faceplate of the title with her fingertips, only for the grimace of pain to get even worse and she held her back, leaning against the ladder for a moment. Knight forced herself to step up one more rung, reaching out for the titles once more and this time had it in her hand only for Thunder to stop her before she could pull it down as he jabbed the bent ladder into the small of her back, causing her to immediately hunch forward and reach behind her.
Kevin: No matter who wins this, these two are going to be healing for a while. They have absolutely wrecked one another.
Vee: Shows you how much people want to be the Chaos Champion. I’m telling you I need to get Kristina in on this.
Thunder again jabbed her in her back as once more Raven went to grab hold of the titles and pull them down. Yet again it stopped her in her tracks as she went to protect her back and this time Nathan threw the broken ladder down to the canvas and took off towards the ropes, coming off them and launched himself into a shoulder tackle that any NFL lineman would be proud of straight into the ladder. It tottered and teetered back and forth, Raven trying to steady it as she stood atop it only for Thunder to deliver a second shoulder tackle, dropping to one knee after connecting. This saw the ladder finally topple, falling to the side where it landed on the ropes, the sudden stop shaking Raven’s grip and sending her crashing back first into the ring apron before she rolled off and to the floor.
Kevin: There’s not going to be winners in this match, just survivors. It looks like a plane crash out here.
Vee: That’s the beauty of the Chaos division, Kevin!
Nathan took a couple of moments on one knee, before he looked up at the ladder resting against the ropes and started to slap his cheeks with his hands, shaking his head to clear the cobwebs before he finally came to his feet and threw his hands in the air, pointing towards the title belt. The crowd cheered him loudly and he went to grab hold of the ladder and set it up once more in the middle of the ring. He checked that it was underneath the title belt before he started to climb. As he did, Raven managed to pull herself up using the apron, finding the bottle of lighter fluid she had put there earlier and quickly crawled towards the ladder as Nathan was nearing the top. With an evil look on her face, Raven squeezed as hard as she could on the bottle, spraying the rungs Nathan was climbing and the Dutchman himself. As it seemed to empty itself she dropped the bottle and dug her lighter out of her waistband once more and quickly flicked it open, creating a flame that she held against the ladder; the lighter fluid caught and immediately the fire engulfed the ladder and the Chaos Champion.
Vee: OH MY GOD YES!! Who wants Nathan extra crispy?
Kevin: The ladder is burning...and so is the damn champion! This has gone beyond the pale!
Vee: I’m reminded of the night Raven won the title...with a burning ladder!
Nathan immediately fell backwards off the ladder and rolled back and forth across the canvas to put himself out. Meanwhile Raven crawled to the other side of the ladder and began to pull herself up and begin to climb the ladder. Satisfied his ring clothing was no longer burning, Nathan rolled to one knee, pulling out a hip flask from his tights and quickly took a big gulp as Raven climbed the opposite side of the ladder. She’d just made it to the halfway mark when he spit a fine mist of whatever was in the flask through the ladder and towards her face; the fluid becoming a fireball as it passed through the flames and for a moment engulfed Knight’s face causing her to drop back to her feet on the canvas, trying to clear her vision. As she did so, Nathan came all the way up to his feet, darted past the ladder and to the ropes behind Raven, springboarding off them into a shining wizard - Shitlisted - to the back of her head as he landed on one knee. It sent the challenger crashing face first into the ladder before she fell to the side, hitting the mat, almost instinctively rolling onto her side to get off her back as the camera saw her eyes glassy and vacant.
Kevin: There it is!! He got his shining wizard in, and I don’t think Raven knows if she’s in San Antonio or Schenectady.
Vee: Get it together, Raven! Don’t let his idiot retain his title!
Thunder looked up at the ladder as he stayed on one knee for a moment, beating his chest a couple of times as the fans cheered him loudly and he popped up to his feet and headed to the ladder where he started to climb. He made it three quarters of the way up before Raven slowly started to stir, pushing upwards onto all fours only to collapse back down to the mat. Thunder continued to climb the ladder as Raven once more tried to push upwards, leaning against the ladder as she managed to force herself up to on knee. Nathan made it almost all the way to the top where he reached up and found he could just touch the title. He climbed the final rung as Raven made it to her feet. She staggered backwards and fell to a sitting position in the corner as Nathan reached up and pulled down the title, clutching it to his shoulder. Rocca called for the bell and then immediately called for medical attention.
Kevin: And mercifully...it’s over! I’m amazed it took this long!
John: Here is your winner, and still SVW CHAOS CHAMPION… “THE HIGH RISK HITMAN” NATHAN THUNDER!!!
Vee: That was crap! Raven should be the new champion, not this goof. Restart the match!
The crowd cheered louder and as John made the announced, Thunder climbed up to sit on top of the ladder and raised the title above his head. The crowd cheered even louder. The camera looked as medical personnel gathered around Raven, only for Knight to push them away as she rolled out of the ring to the floor and looked to be very unsteady on her feet, yet still refused any attention from the ringside crew.
Kevin: Nathan has retained the Chaos title in a brutal war, and Raven doesn’t want any help! Fans, Rampage is 2 weeks from tonight! Don’t you dare miss it on SVW Unlimited! Good night from San Antonio!
Nathan continued to celebrate his victory atop the ladder, the crowd cheering again as the show faded off air.
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