Post by Noah Jackson on Jun 29, 2022 2:34:49 GMT
High Roller Wrestling Presents...
Double Down Super Show
Live from the the MGM Grand Garden Arena in Las Vegas, NV
On Tuesday, June 28th 2022
Double Down Super Show
Live from the the MGM Grand Garden Arena in Las Vegas, NV
On Tuesday, June 28th 2022
BACKSTAGE
RECORDED EARLIER
We open on a single polaroid of a goat. A nice, and happy goat, playing in a large field. As we pan out, we realize that this polaroid, is grouped with many other polaroids, taped to the wall, and below the photos next to the wall is a small shrine with various goat figurines. Some are clay, some are plastic, some are metal, so on and so forth, with a bright red candle in the middle. A figure walks up, fighting the camera.
FAITHE: Ever since I came to Las Vegas, I’ve viewed it as my own personal playground and for the most part it is. I don’t really get all tied up with whatever war the rest of you are involved in over trivial things…but I am at war over this goat!
The “Las Vegas Scarlet Fever-Dream” takes out a cigarette from her pack, leaning into the flame from the candle she had lit earlier. Next comes to plume of smoke on the camera lens of course, can’t forget the plum of smoke.
FAITHE: But for real. On the very first show back with High Roller Wrestling, I get blasted in the face by this damn goat out of nowhere. Even though I won the damn match, Powers decides he doesn’t give a damn and is just gonna throw a damn fit and hit me with the damn goat anyway. Ever since that fateful night, I’ve had it out for that damn goat, and I’m gonna make sure I slit its damn throat if it's the last thing I do!
She reaches into the pile of junk that is the Jimmy Jr shrine, and she picks up a small booklet. As she flips it open, it’s photos of Jimmy Jr from the last few weeks of High Roller Wrestling. Anytime he appeared on screen, and in various positions. Powers was rarely in the shot, or rather, his face was rarely in the shot. It was either his hands, his shoulder, etc.
FAITHE: I’ve had some trouble in the ring since then, despite winning that first match. But really I think that damn goat cursed me when it was being smashed into my face. It cursed me with all the losses that clearly Jimmy Powers is supposed to be receiving. Even last week, the Red Scare is a damn good name with damn good ass-kicker females with damn good curly red hair. It writes itself! But no, I gotta see this damn goat again. Everywhere I turn it’s the damn goat. I hate that goat, and you should too.
FAITHE reached into her pocket, pulling out a bright red sharpie, and began drawing X’s on the eyes of Jimmy Jr in the photos.
FAITHE: Don’t you worry, this here isn’t Jimmy Jr. It’s just a pinata filled with delicious candy, and Jimmy Jr is a damn jerk and is filled with jerk-stuffing! When I get ahold of Jimmy Jr, I’m going to make sure I take my time and unravel every little thread in that stupid goat! I’m going to cut him up into one of those videos where they make pasta out of random things…you know the ones! That’s gonna be that damn goat!
Taking the cigarette from her mouth, she stamped it out on the head of one of the goat figurines, causing the ash to fall everywhere as we fade out.
RECORDED EARLIER
We open on a single polaroid of a goat. A nice, and happy goat, playing in a large field. As we pan out, we realize that this polaroid, is grouped with many other polaroids, taped to the wall, and below the photos next to the wall is a small shrine with various goat figurines. Some are clay, some are plastic, some are metal, so on and so forth, with a bright red candle in the middle. A figure walks up, fighting the camera.
FAITHE: Ever since I came to Las Vegas, I’ve viewed it as my own personal playground and for the most part it is. I don’t really get all tied up with whatever war the rest of you are involved in over trivial things…but I am at war over this goat!
The “Las Vegas Scarlet Fever-Dream” takes out a cigarette from her pack, leaning into the flame from the candle she had lit earlier. Next comes to plume of smoke on the camera lens of course, can’t forget the plum of smoke.
FAITHE: But for real. On the very first show back with High Roller Wrestling, I get blasted in the face by this damn goat out of nowhere. Even though I won the damn match, Powers decides he doesn’t give a damn and is just gonna throw a damn fit and hit me with the damn goat anyway. Ever since that fateful night, I’ve had it out for that damn goat, and I’m gonna make sure I slit its damn throat if it's the last thing I do!
She reaches into the pile of junk that is the Jimmy Jr shrine, and she picks up a small booklet. As she flips it open, it’s photos of Jimmy Jr from the last few weeks of High Roller Wrestling. Anytime he appeared on screen, and in various positions. Powers was rarely in the shot, or rather, his face was rarely in the shot. It was either his hands, his shoulder, etc.
FAITHE: I’ve had some trouble in the ring since then, despite winning that first match. But really I think that damn goat cursed me when it was being smashed into my face. It cursed me with all the losses that clearly Jimmy Powers is supposed to be receiving. Even last week, the Red Scare is a damn good name with damn good ass-kicker females with damn good curly red hair. It writes itself! But no, I gotta see this damn goat again. Everywhere I turn it’s the damn goat. I hate that goat, and you should too.
FAITHE reached into her pocket, pulling out a bright red sharpie, and began drawing X’s on the eyes of Jimmy Jr in the photos.
FAITHE: Don’t you worry, this here isn’t Jimmy Jr. It’s just a pinata filled with delicious candy, and Jimmy Jr is a damn jerk and is filled with jerk-stuffing! When I get ahold of Jimmy Jr, I’m going to make sure I take my time and unravel every little thread in that stupid goat! I’m going to cut him up into one of those videos where they make pasta out of random things…you know the ones! That’s gonna be that damn goat!
Taking the cigarette from her mouth, she stamped it out on the head of one of the goat figurines, causing the ash to fall everywhere as we fade out.
BACKSTAGE
Ethan has a big smile on his face as he walks into the MGM Grand. He passes a few people looking around as he reaches the back locker room and sets all of his stuff down.
ETHAN TURNER: Hey y’all!!
A smile from Ethan as he sets down on the bench opening his duffle full of his ring gear and a few other things.
ETHAN TURNER: I know I haven’t had the best of luck since I’ve been here but that’s all good! It happens! Tonight though I’m in a six person tag match which sounds like it’s going to be a fun match. Though the people on the other side of the ring might not have fun. Kali Kingpins and Amaya Jett vs me and the Bauers. I sure hope we can pull this one out. I know how tough those others are. I’ve watched Kali Kingpins for sure!
Ethan sets the now empty duffle onto the floor as he keeps a big smile on his face going through his phone now.
ETHAN TURNER: I can guarantee you this. It’s going to be a fun night tonight and a fun match! We’ve got to win this for sure though!! Can’t go out there and throw down a dud. Wouldn’t be good for the crowd would it!? No it wouldn’t!! So Bauers and Turner Fans let’s put in a fun show and show them how to win!!
Ethan let’s out a big smile as the camera finally fades out.
Ethan has a big smile on his face as he walks into the MGM Grand. He passes a few people looking around as he reaches the back locker room and sets all of his stuff down.
ETHAN TURNER: Hey y’all!!
A smile from Ethan as he sets down on the bench opening his duffle full of his ring gear and a few other things.
ETHAN TURNER: I know I haven’t had the best of luck since I’ve been here but that’s all good! It happens! Tonight though I’m in a six person tag match which sounds like it’s going to be a fun match. Though the people on the other side of the ring might not have fun. Kali Kingpins and Amaya Jett vs me and the Bauers. I sure hope we can pull this one out. I know how tough those others are. I’ve watched Kali Kingpins for sure!
Ethan sets the now empty duffle onto the floor as he keeps a big smile on his face going through his phone now.
ETHAN TURNER: I can guarantee you this. It’s going to be a fun night tonight and a fun match! We’ve got to win this for sure though!! Can’t go out there and throw down a dud. Wouldn’t be good for the crowd would it!? No it wouldn’t!! So Bauers and Turner Fans let’s put in a fun show and show them how to win!!
Ethan let’s out a big smile as the camera finally fades out.
MATCH ONE: SINGLES
Faithe vs Jimmy Powers
Faithe vs Jimmy Powers
| RECAP When the bell rings, Faithe taunts Jimmy about how she's going to get her hands on Jimmy Jr. but Powers laughs in her face and tells her she will never find him. The two lock up with Jimmy being more of the aggressor. But Faithe doesn't let that last long as she takes control of the match, the whole time talking trash about Jimmy Jr. Powers is able to score some near falls with a Tornado DDT and Roaring elbow. But a missed moonsault and a well placed spinning elbow followed up by a backstabber stops Powers in his tracks. Faithe gets to her feet and connects with her The Holy Temple-Kick (Buzzsaw Kick)! She shakes her head no and says how this one is for Jimmy Jr as she pulls up Powers and then hits him with The Holy Temple-Kick (Buzzsaw Kick) for a second time to get the win. WINNER Faithe METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 6:29 FINISHING MOVE The Holy Temple-Kick (Buzzsaw Kick) |
BACKSTAGE
We head backstage where we find Steven Bauer standing by.
Steven Bauer: Well here we are once again getting ready to beat up some poor souls. Except this time we have a third member named Ethan Turner.
Steven gives a slow clap
Steven Bauer: The thing is I don’t care if Turner has an agenda or if he is just in it for the violence or just a paycheck. All I care about is that he does his job and beats up Amaya Jett and The Kali Kingpins. He does that and we will have no problems at all. Tonight is just like any other night except we get one more person than usual to beat up on.
Suddenly Michael bauer walks onto the scene
Steven Bauer: Where have you been? You do know we have a match coming up right?
Michael just grins
Michael Bauer: Don't worry about where I have been. Just worry about where I am going and that dear brother is to the pay window. Tonight i don't care if its 3 on 1, 3 on 2 or 3 on 3 because somebody is getting hurt tonight.
Michael grins
Michael Bauer: The demon inside me is awakening little by little every week and tonight might be the day he wakes up and executes somebody in that ring. Just like we set Felix Preston ablaze years ago our opponents tonight might very well rest in painful little pieces!
Steven smiles
Steven Bauer: Tonight we might hear the screams of the damned and it will be a beautiful thing. Now let's go find Turner and make some bitches beg for mercy!
The two of them walk off.
We head backstage where we find Steven Bauer standing by.
Steven Bauer: Well here we are once again getting ready to beat up some poor souls. Except this time we have a third member named Ethan Turner.
Steven gives a slow clap
Steven Bauer: The thing is I don’t care if Turner has an agenda or if he is just in it for the violence or just a paycheck. All I care about is that he does his job and beats up Amaya Jett and The Kali Kingpins. He does that and we will have no problems at all. Tonight is just like any other night except we get one more person than usual to beat up on.
Suddenly Michael bauer walks onto the scene
Steven Bauer: Where have you been? You do know we have a match coming up right?
Michael just grins
Michael Bauer: Don't worry about where I have been. Just worry about where I am going and that dear brother is to the pay window. Tonight i don't care if its 3 on 1, 3 on 2 or 3 on 3 because somebody is getting hurt tonight.
Michael grins
Michael Bauer: The demon inside me is awakening little by little every week and tonight might be the day he wakes up and executes somebody in that ring. Just like we set Felix Preston ablaze years ago our opponents tonight might very well rest in painful little pieces!
Steven smiles
Steven Bauer: Tonight we might hear the screams of the damned and it will be a beautiful thing. Now let's go find Turner and make some bitches beg for mercy!
The two of them walk off.
BACKSTAGE
D’Angelo Riddick: Xaria babe where have you been? I mean look doll it happens when you are facing the likes of me.
He laughs a bit as he shakes his head.
D’Angelo Riddick: Now I know you’ve talked about history and all of this but I honestly don’t care. All I care is about what you’ve done here and it’s been nothing so maybe I do find it laughable that I need to share the ring with you. But alas I have to.
He smiles as he looks deep into the camera.
D’Angelo Riddick: The fact is though that I need to beat you. I need to have my name in lights. Honestly from what you’ve told me you have been there love. And you know what maybe selfishly I want that. I need to have that and you ate that stepping stone.
He smirks.
D’Angelo Riddick: Now you might beat me. But you’ve been quiet so I’m wondering if you’ve died and went to heaven with your ex.
He winks and laughs
D’Angelo Riddick: Xaria babe where have you been? I mean look doll it happens when you are facing the likes of me.
He laughs a bit as he shakes his head.
D’Angelo Riddick: Now I know you’ve talked about history and all of this but I honestly don’t care. All I care is about what you’ve done here and it’s been nothing so maybe I do find it laughable that I need to share the ring with you. But alas I have to.
He smiles as he looks deep into the camera.
D’Angelo Riddick: The fact is though that I need to beat you. I need to have my name in lights. Honestly from what you’ve told me you have been there love. And you know what maybe selfishly I want that. I need to have that and you ate that stepping stone.
He smirks.
D’Angelo Riddick: Now you might beat me. But you’ve been quiet so I’m wondering if you’ve died and went to heaven with your ex.
He winks and laughs
MATCH TWO: SIX PERSON TAG
Kali Kingpins (Eric Calloway & Dexter Calloway) & Amaya Jett vs The Bauers (Michael Bauer & Steven Bauer) & Ethan Turner
Kali Kingpins (Eric Calloway & Dexter Calloway) & Amaya Jett vs The Bauers (Michael Bauer & Steven Bauer) & Ethan Turner
| RECAP The Kingpins and Jett were the obvious aggressors in this match, pushing the action and secluding Turner for most of the match. They bend the rules and use double teams to keep Turner down. He is able to make the hot tag though and The Bauers were able to clear the ring and The Kingpins do what they do best and brawl around the ring. Eric finally gets in the ring but Turner recovered enough and was able to hit Turner Express (Front dropkick followed by Kinshasa) to steal the win. After the bell sounds though, The Kingpins and Jett attack the Bauers and Turner with chairs. The Kingpins hold back the Bauers as Jett drops Turner with the Last Goodbye (Paradigm Shift) on a steel chair before leaving the ring. WINNER The Bauers (Michael Bauer & Steven Bauer) & Ethan Turner METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 8:09 FINISHING MOVE Turner Express (Front dropkick followed by Kinshasa) |
BACKSTAGE
The scene opens up in the private locker room of Kenzie and Alysha Adams. Alysha is sitting on her own, lacing up her boots. The door opens and Kenzie enters, closing the door behind her and pressing her back up against it. A wide smile slowly spreads across her face.
Kenzie Adams: "Oh. Em. Gee. It's a full house."
Alysha looks up at her twin sister with a smile of her own. In terms of attendance this is the biggest show the pair have performed on.
Alysha Adams: "Really? Is it crazy out there?"
Kenzie nods her head up and down at a quick pace, while Alysha stands up and moves over to lightly hug her sister.
Alysha Adams: "This is our night, sis. Nobody's gonna take it from us."
Kenzie Adams: "Especially not those gawdy Daughters of Janus. Ugh. I'm so sick of them already."
Alysha Adams: "Right? They're really annoying. Think they're top shit."
Kenzie Adams: "I was sooooo annoyed when they beat us in that six person tag the other week."
Alysha Adams: "Still salty over the steel chair, huh?"
Kenzie frowns and rubs her forehead. The pain has long since gone away, but the memory of Sophia Janus blasting her in the head with a chair is fresh in her mind.
Kenzie Adams: "Frickin' cheaters. I owe them a beating for that."
Alysha Adams: "No, Kenzie, WE owe them a beating."
The two sisters smile at one another. Like most twins, they're incredibly close and the problems of one are the problems of the other.
Alysha Adams: "Besides, tonight is the match everyone is gonna remember. Their cheap win last month will be as irrelevant as they are once we put them down tonight."
Kenzie Adams: "Hell yeah. They're gonna learn that payback is a bitch."
The twins grin and high five. There's no shortage of confidence in the Adams Twins camp leading into their number one contendership match.
The scene opens up in the private locker room of Kenzie and Alysha Adams. Alysha is sitting on her own, lacing up her boots. The door opens and Kenzie enters, closing the door behind her and pressing her back up against it. A wide smile slowly spreads across her face.
Kenzie Adams: "Oh. Em. Gee. It's a full house."
Alysha looks up at her twin sister with a smile of her own. In terms of attendance this is the biggest show the pair have performed on.
Alysha Adams: "Really? Is it crazy out there?"
Kenzie nods her head up and down at a quick pace, while Alysha stands up and moves over to lightly hug her sister.
Alysha Adams: "This is our night, sis. Nobody's gonna take it from us."
Kenzie Adams: "Especially not those gawdy Daughters of Janus. Ugh. I'm so sick of them already."
Alysha Adams: "Right? They're really annoying. Think they're top shit."
Kenzie Adams: "I was sooooo annoyed when they beat us in that six person tag the other week."
Alysha Adams: "Still salty over the steel chair, huh?"
Kenzie frowns and rubs her forehead. The pain has long since gone away, but the memory of Sophia Janus blasting her in the head with a chair is fresh in her mind.
Kenzie Adams: "Frickin' cheaters. I owe them a beating for that."
Alysha Adams: "No, Kenzie, WE owe them a beating."
The two sisters smile at one another. Like most twins, they're incredibly close and the problems of one are the problems of the other.
Alysha Adams: "Besides, tonight is the match everyone is gonna remember. Their cheap win last month will be as irrelevant as they are once we put them down tonight."
Kenzie Adams: "Hell yeah. They're gonna learn that payback is a bitch."
The twins grin and high five. There's no shortage of confidence in the Adams Twins camp leading into their number one contendership match.
BACKSTAGE
The camera cuts into an empty Vegas bar. Myra Rivers is seen sitting on one of the pool tables, taking in the environment that she is going to have to partake in for the Roulette Championship. She knows that she is not in the most advantageous situation at the moment. But at the same time, she is staying as poised as she can be as she begins to express her thoughts.
Myra Rivers: I’ve fought a bunch of crazy matches in my time, I’m not going to lie about that. I’ve fought my handful of ladder matches, cage matches, cell matches… shoot, I’ve even wrestled in deathmatches that have taken place in the desert and I’m not making that one up at all. But a bar room brawl? That’s never happened. Jack Danielson… I know you are going to come into this defense thinking that you’ve got this match in the bag just because this is YOUR environment and all of that. You’ve got all the reason in the world to be overconfident. Against most opponents? When you’re facing most opponents in a bar room brawl, I can see how that would be a walk in the park for you. However, I’m NOT “most opponents”. I’m one of the best that my generation has seen. You think because you’ve got the title, because you’re younger than I am and that this is YOUR kind of match that this is going to be that same walk in the park, but unfortunately, that’s not the case for you. Because you need to remember ONE big thing here…
The last time we fought?
I was the winner!
I was the one that beat you!
You’ve written me off for the most part since the day I arrived on the High Roller Wrestling roster. The first time we fought? You thought that was going to be another day in the office for you and it wasn’t because we fought to a draw. A couple of weeks ago, you didn’t learn your lesson. What about tonight? Are you going to just dismiss it as a fluke? Is that what is going to happen? Because you and I both know that when things don’t go well for you or when you hear something that isn’t to your liking, you tend to show that you’ve got yourself a fragile ego. You didn’t like my first words to you. I can see why you didn’t. You thought you were a champion, but in my book, had it not been for OTHERS getting involved, I’d be facing Xaria and not you right about now.
Shame…
Myra pauses and lets out a bit of a lamenting sigh.
Myra Rivers: …that would have been something, huh? Xaria and I? There’s one for my bucket list. But it’s YOU that I am facing and hey, it’s been fun. You’re a solid competitor in your own right and that’s not something I can ever take away from you, but the fact of the matter is, you’re a champion that doesn’t carry himself as one and while you’re not the WORST possible thing that can happen to the Roulette Championship, I know in my heart and many others on the roster would agree with me on this, that the Roulette Championship CAN do better than you. You walk around, taking this business for granted, cutting promos while you’re drunk, wrestling while you’re drunk, being anything less than a role model, being anything less than what a champion is supposed to be like, and it’s sickening. As a parent of an 8 year old daughter, it irks the heck out of me that this business has you with your type of behavior running around. You can be better than what you’ve shown. In fact, I think you can be just as good as your own brother, maybe even better. Two weeks ago, I showed what “BETTER” can be like. You think I stand no chance against you because this is “your match”, but God, I can look back over my entire career, think about all the matches I’ve been in where I “wasn’t supposed to win” and yet STILL won. I think about the ladder match I talked about in my first appearance here, I think about the desert deathmatch that I mentioned earlier in this promo… which by the way? My opponent that night?
He was a bigger douchebag than even YOU could ever dream of being. That was “his” match. I wasn’t supposed to win that.
But I did.
And for me personally? I KNOW in my heart that I can and I WILL make history repeat itself, not just my own career history, but the history between you and I where I defeat you again, become the new HRW Roulette Champion and GIVE that title something BETTER. Despite the uphill battle with this stipulation and everything, I know I’ll find a way… because for more than 14 years in the mainstream business, that’s all I’ve ever done!
Pour one out for your title reign, Jack…
Because when tonight’s over? You might be too hung over to even remember it!
Myra gives a wink, showing some cheekiness but also confidence as the scene fades out.
The camera cuts into an empty Vegas bar. Myra Rivers is seen sitting on one of the pool tables, taking in the environment that she is going to have to partake in for the Roulette Championship. She knows that she is not in the most advantageous situation at the moment. But at the same time, she is staying as poised as she can be as she begins to express her thoughts.
Myra Rivers: I’ve fought a bunch of crazy matches in my time, I’m not going to lie about that. I’ve fought my handful of ladder matches, cage matches, cell matches… shoot, I’ve even wrestled in deathmatches that have taken place in the desert and I’m not making that one up at all. But a bar room brawl? That’s never happened. Jack Danielson… I know you are going to come into this defense thinking that you’ve got this match in the bag just because this is YOUR environment and all of that. You’ve got all the reason in the world to be overconfident. Against most opponents? When you’re facing most opponents in a bar room brawl, I can see how that would be a walk in the park for you. However, I’m NOT “most opponents”. I’m one of the best that my generation has seen. You think because you’ve got the title, because you’re younger than I am and that this is YOUR kind of match that this is going to be that same walk in the park, but unfortunately, that’s not the case for you. Because you need to remember ONE big thing here…
The last time we fought?
I was the winner!
I was the one that beat you!
You’ve written me off for the most part since the day I arrived on the High Roller Wrestling roster. The first time we fought? You thought that was going to be another day in the office for you and it wasn’t because we fought to a draw. A couple of weeks ago, you didn’t learn your lesson. What about tonight? Are you going to just dismiss it as a fluke? Is that what is going to happen? Because you and I both know that when things don’t go well for you or when you hear something that isn’t to your liking, you tend to show that you’ve got yourself a fragile ego. You didn’t like my first words to you. I can see why you didn’t. You thought you were a champion, but in my book, had it not been for OTHERS getting involved, I’d be facing Xaria and not you right about now.
Shame…
Myra pauses and lets out a bit of a lamenting sigh.
Myra Rivers: …that would have been something, huh? Xaria and I? There’s one for my bucket list. But it’s YOU that I am facing and hey, it’s been fun. You’re a solid competitor in your own right and that’s not something I can ever take away from you, but the fact of the matter is, you’re a champion that doesn’t carry himself as one and while you’re not the WORST possible thing that can happen to the Roulette Championship, I know in my heart and many others on the roster would agree with me on this, that the Roulette Championship CAN do better than you. You walk around, taking this business for granted, cutting promos while you’re drunk, wrestling while you’re drunk, being anything less than a role model, being anything less than what a champion is supposed to be like, and it’s sickening. As a parent of an 8 year old daughter, it irks the heck out of me that this business has you with your type of behavior running around. You can be better than what you’ve shown. In fact, I think you can be just as good as your own brother, maybe even better. Two weeks ago, I showed what “BETTER” can be like. You think I stand no chance against you because this is “your match”, but God, I can look back over my entire career, think about all the matches I’ve been in where I “wasn’t supposed to win” and yet STILL won. I think about the ladder match I talked about in my first appearance here, I think about the desert deathmatch that I mentioned earlier in this promo… which by the way? My opponent that night?
He was a bigger douchebag than even YOU could ever dream of being. That was “his” match. I wasn’t supposed to win that.
But I did.
And for me personally? I KNOW in my heart that I can and I WILL make history repeat itself, not just my own career history, but the history between you and I where I defeat you again, become the new HRW Roulette Champion and GIVE that title something BETTER. Despite the uphill battle with this stipulation and everything, I know I’ll find a way… because for more than 14 years in the mainstream business, that’s all I’ve ever done!
Pour one out for your title reign, Jack…
Because when tonight’s over? You might be too hung over to even remember it!
Myra gives a wink, showing some cheekiness but also confidence as the scene fades out.
MATCH THREE: SINGLES
Xaria Linette vs D’Angelo Riddick
Xaria Linette vs D’Angelo Riddick
| RECAP Linette starts the match with fire in her eyes from all that Riddick has put her through the past month. He uses her aggression against her though to gain the early advantage but hell hath no fury like a woman pissed. Xaria seemed to be in the zone as she pushed the pressure on Riddick, eventually, Xaria locks in her Angelic Clutch (Bridging Fujiwara Armbar) Riddick fights the hold and tries to get out of it but seems stuck. He keeps fighting and gets a foot on the bottom ropes. The referee has Linette break the hold. She gets up and Riddick immediately goes for his Blackout DDT but the damage to his arm is so much he can’t keep it locked in. Linette uses the middle ropes to hit her Wrath of the Harbinger (Tornado DDT) for the win. WINNER Xaria Linette METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 7:49 FINISHING MOVE Wrath of the Harbinger (Tornado DDT) |
BACKSTAGE
The cameras cut to backstage where Jimmy Powers is wandering around, holding his head from the beating he took from Faithe. He stumbles up to his locker room and opens the door. He finds the room trashed with his stuff tossed all over but most of all, Jimmy Jr was missing.
Jimmy Powers: Jimmy… Jimmy Jr? Where is…
He looks around frantically, tossing around the already messy room trying to find his beloved goat mascot. A few staffers walk by and watch him. Powers rushes up and grabs one by the collar and starts yelling in his face.
Jimmy Powers: Who took Jimmy Jr?! Why the fuck did no one look after him?! Was it that witch Charity?! Did anyone see Faithe?!
He pushes the staffers away and walks out into the main hallway.
Jimmy Powers: You are so useless! WHERE IS MY GOAT?!?!
The cameras cut to backstage where Jimmy Powers is wandering around, holding his head from the beating he took from Faithe. He stumbles up to his locker room and opens the door. He finds the room trashed with his stuff tossed all over but most of all, Jimmy Jr was missing.
Jimmy Powers: Jimmy… Jimmy Jr? Where is…
He looks around frantically, tossing around the already messy room trying to find his beloved goat mascot. A few staffers walk by and watch him. Powers rushes up and grabs one by the collar and starts yelling in his face.
Jimmy Powers: Who took Jimmy Jr?! Why the fuck did no one look after him?! Was it that witch Charity?! Did anyone see Faithe?!
He pushes the staffers away and walks out into the main hallway.
Jimmy Powers: You are so useless! WHERE IS MY GOAT?!?!
BACKSTAGE
An old beat-up Ford Mustang is double-parked in the seven-story parking garage connected to the MGM grand. The car is blaring the This is Toby Keith playlist off Spotify, and has things a blow-up doll strapped into a children’s car seat, numerous empty cases of beer, and some shirts hanging from the “Oh Shit” bars. The driverside door is wide open, and the driver is scream-singing along to “How Do You Like Me Now?!”. He’s got a beer in one hand and the High Roller Wrestling Roulette Championship in the other. That’s right, Jack Danielson is pre-gaming for this Bar Room Brawl tonight, and he’s doing it the only way a good ole boy can! When the song ends, he pauses it and looks at the camera with a big smile.
Jack Danielson: FAMILY, TONIGHT IS THE NIGHT!!!
He kicks a leg out of the door to face the camera better, and beer cans go everywhere. Jack just kinda laughs before continuing.
Jack Danielson: I finna march right down to “The Off-Ramp” AND IMMA KICK OL MYRA’S ASS UP AND DOWN THAT BAR!!!
He kisses his Roulette Championship and chugs his beer before pulling out another beer from behind him.
Jack Danielson: Ol’ Myra, you done fucked up. You talked that shit, you got your shot, but the fans said they wanted DOUBLE DOWN ON YOUNG NO. 7 HERE!!!
He laughs.
Jack Danielson: You see what I did there, Myra? Double Down? God, I’m funny!
He shakes his head and laughs a bit more.
Jack Danielson: But the point is that the fans want to see their man with the home-field advantage, and baby I’m already three sheets to the wind. This liquid gold in this Natty can is what’s been fuelling the shine on this here Roulette Championship, and it’s going to keep shining.
He finishes that beer, throws it out of the car, and opens another can.
Jack Danielson: And in reality, Myra, how does that make you feel that the fans ain’t here for you? You talked up and down about how I’m not championship material, and how your boy isn’t the wrestler that should be heading this division, but when it came down to the fans and our fellow wrestlers, they’d rather choose the very match stipulation you were afraid of. They wanted to Ol’ Jackie shut your ass up and raise this here Roulette Championship over your body as I shotgun a beer.
Jack looks at his watch and realizes it’s almost call-time, so he chugs his beer, crumples it, and throws it over the balcony of the garage. You hear a bystander gets hit and yell out angrily, but Jack Danielson doesn’t care. He clasps his championship around his, grabs a 6 pack of cans for the walk to the arena, and cracks one open.
Jack Danielson: Tonight, Ol’ Myra, you can bet on yourself. You may go All In, you may Double Down, you may look like a High Roller as you do it, but when the wheel stops spinning and that ball stops rolling… it’ll all be bust for you because Jack Danielson will still be the man to bet on!
Jack raises the beer in his hand like it was his title, and some splashes out a bit.
Jack Danielson: Tonight is the night I shut you the fuck up, once and for all. Tonight, I walk into MGM with MY PEOPLE, in MY BAR, and I walk out with MY CHAMPIONSHIP, and you’ll be forced to finally put respect on MY NAME!!!
He kills that last beer and smashes it on his head and he throws it over the balcony of the garage, to more people yelling. The scene fades as he struggles to pull another can of beer from the 6-pack.
An old beat-up Ford Mustang is double-parked in the seven-story parking garage connected to the MGM grand. The car is blaring the This is Toby Keith playlist off Spotify, and has things a blow-up doll strapped into a children’s car seat, numerous empty cases of beer, and some shirts hanging from the “Oh Shit” bars. The driverside door is wide open, and the driver is scream-singing along to “How Do You Like Me Now?!”. He’s got a beer in one hand and the High Roller Wrestling Roulette Championship in the other. That’s right, Jack Danielson is pre-gaming for this Bar Room Brawl tonight, and he’s doing it the only way a good ole boy can! When the song ends, he pauses it and looks at the camera with a big smile.
Jack Danielson: FAMILY, TONIGHT IS THE NIGHT!!!
He kicks a leg out of the door to face the camera better, and beer cans go everywhere. Jack just kinda laughs before continuing.
Jack Danielson: I finna march right down to “The Off-Ramp” AND IMMA KICK OL MYRA’S ASS UP AND DOWN THAT BAR!!!
He kisses his Roulette Championship and chugs his beer before pulling out another beer from behind him.
Jack Danielson: Ol’ Myra, you done fucked up. You talked that shit, you got your shot, but the fans said they wanted DOUBLE DOWN ON YOUNG NO. 7 HERE!!!
He laughs.
Jack Danielson: You see what I did there, Myra? Double Down? God, I’m funny!
He shakes his head and laughs a bit more.
Jack Danielson: But the point is that the fans want to see their man with the home-field advantage, and baby I’m already three sheets to the wind. This liquid gold in this Natty can is what’s been fuelling the shine on this here Roulette Championship, and it’s going to keep shining.
He finishes that beer, throws it out of the car, and opens another can.
Jack Danielson: And in reality, Myra, how does that make you feel that the fans ain’t here for you? You talked up and down about how I’m not championship material, and how your boy isn’t the wrestler that should be heading this division, but when it came down to the fans and our fellow wrestlers, they’d rather choose the very match stipulation you were afraid of. They wanted to Ol’ Jackie shut your ass up and raise this here Roulette Championship over your body as I shotgun a beer.
Jack looks at his watch and realizes it’s almost call-time, so he chugs his beer, crumples it, and throws it over the balcony of the garage. You hear a bystander gets hit and yell out angrily, but Jack Danielson doesn’t care. He clasps his championship around his, grabs a 6 pack of cans for the walk to the arena, and cracks one open.
Jack Danielson: Tonight, Ol’ Myra, you can bet on yourself. You may go All In, you may Double Down, you may look like a High Roller as you do it, but when the wheel stops spinning and that ball stops rolling… it’ll all be bust for you because Jack Danielson will still be the man to bet on!
Jack raises the beer in his hand like it was his title, and some splashes out a bit.
Jack Danielson: Tonight is the night I shut you the fuck up, once and for all. Tonight, I walk into MGM with MY PEOPLE, in MY BAR, and I walk out with MY CHAMPIONSHIP, and you’ll be forced to finally put respect on MY NAME!!!
He kills that last beer and smashes it on his head and he throws it over the balcony of the garage, to more people yelling. The scene fades as he struggles to pull another can of beer from the 6-pack.
MATCH FOUR: Winners Get HRW Tag Title Opportunity
The Adams Twins (Kenzie Adams & Alysha Adam) vs Daughters of Janus (Athena Adler & Minerva Janus)
The Adams Twins (Kenzie Adams & Alysha Adam) vs Daughters of Janus (Athena Adler & Minerva Janus)
| RECAP The Adams Twins seemed to have the Daughters of Janus’s number in this match as they seemingly beat them to the punch at every turn. But when they went for Kill La Kill (Backstabber by Alysha who keeps her knees against the opponent's back as Kenzie hits a Phoenix Splash), Sophia Janus got on the apron and distracted the official. This allowed Athena to push Kenzie off the top ropes, out of the ring and then clock Alysha in the head with the ring bell hammer. Athena then pulls Minerva on top of Alysha for the win. WINNER Daughters of Janus (Athena Adler & Minerva Janus) METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 9:22 FINISHING MOVE Hammer to head |
BACKSTAGE
A camera picked up Liam Vaughn, dressed and ready for his match against Jessup. He was fidgety but not from nervousness. Moreover, he was feeling an irrationally high amount of agitation and energy.
Liam Vaughn: How many more times do I have to sully my hands on filler material before the fans of HRW see me actually advance to a level of which I deserve?
He grinds his knuckles into the palm of his other hand.
Liam Vaughn: This will be the third and final time I bother with Jessup’s bunch of misfit morons. The only one I have any semblance of respect for is Jett—and even she is as delusional as the other three. Jessup, I beat you once. I beat your darling token girl member—I’ve beaten every person that’s been placed in my path. Undefeated. What was it—cry boy? This whole post is of you crying.? I barely beat you? Jett you may have put up a better fight than my other two opponents in HRW did, but do not consider yourself nearly on my level.
He smirked his familiar, half grin of complete cockiness.
Liam Vaughn: The fact you and your slang abusing pets and Jessup think that any of you are a threat baffles me. 50% of your group has fallen to my Magnum Opus while I’ve bowed to no one else. You can boast and swear and drink and exaggerate your side of the story—but at the end of the day the only undefeated HRW person in that ring is me. Jessup, you had your chance with an extra person for distraction and failed. Your lady failed—and when I cut your legs out from beneath you again maybe your two mutts will stop yapping.
Liam’s face contorted from a confident narcissism to a glare that sent a chill down one’s spine.
Liam Vaughn: This will be the last time I bother with your polycule of beer and bad choices. You may fight in the ring alone, but you all need your ego stroked until the point of climax. I am not here to be your good little slut. I am here to break bones, rip flesh, gnash teeth, and draw blood.
He chuckled and ran a hand through his hair, slicking it back with his palm.
Liam Vaughn: Jensen wants his belt back so badly—and I want to be the one who denies him that right. See me HRW. Hear me. I am your future and soon to be your biggest draw. My flock will form—talons sharp like the birds of prey they are. Like vultures circling the dead. Scavengers may be, but a ruthless sky burial for you awaits.
He laughed unnervingly.
Liam Vaughn: Once they’ve tasted blood…
He shrugs and simply smiles.
Liam Vaughn: I see no better way to celebrate my 4-0 streak than by wiping the filth that is Jessup and his band of merry halfwits off my boots forever.
He put his hand over the camera lense and pushed the camera person back and away.
A camera picked up Liam Vaughn, dressed and ready for his match against Jessup. He was fidgety but not from nervousness. Moreover, he was feeling an irrationally high amount of agitation and energy.
Liam Vaughn: How many more times do I have to sully my hands on filler material before the fans of HRW see me actually advance to a level of which I deserve?
He grinds his knuckles into the palm of his other hand.
Liam Vaughn: This will be the third and final time I bother with Jessup’s bunch of misfit morons. The only one I have any semblance of respect for is Jett—and even she is as delusional as the other three. Jessup, I beat you once. I beat your darling token girl member—I’ve beaten every person that’s been placed in my path. Undefeated. What was it—cry boy? This whole post is of you crying.? I barely beat you? Jett you may have put up a better fight than my other two opponents in HRW did, but do not consider yourself nearly on my level.
He smirked his familiar, half grin of complete cockiness.
Liam Vaughn: The fact you and your slang abusing pets and Jessup think that any of you are a threat baffles me. 50% of your group has fallen to my Magnum Opus while I’ve bowed to no one else. You can boast and swear and drink and exaggerate your side of the story—but at the end of the day the only undefeated HRW person in that ring is me. Jessup, you had your chance with an extra person for distraction and failed. Your lady failed—and when I cut your legs out from beneath you again maybe your two mutts will stop yapping.
Liam’s face contorted from a confident narcissism to a glare that sent a chill down one’s spine.
Liam Vaughn: This will be the last time I bother with your polycule of beer and bad choices. You may fight in the ring alone, but you all need your ego stroked until the point of climax. I am not here to be your good little slut. I am here to break bones, rip flesh, gnash teeth, and draw blood.
He chuckled and ran a hand through his hair, slicking it back with his palm.
Liam Vaughn: Jensen wants his belt back so badly—and I want to be the one who denies him that right. See me HRW. Hear me. I am your future and soon to be your biggest draw. My flock will form—talons sharp like the birds of prey they are. Like vultures circling the dead. Scavengers may be, but a ruthless sky burial for you awaits.
He laughed unnervingly.
Liam Vaughn: Once they’ve tasted blood…
He shrugs and simply smiles.
Liam Vaughn: I see no better way to celebrate my 4-0 streak than by wiping the filth that is Jessup and his band of merry halfwits off my boots forever.
He put his hand over the camera lense and pushed the camera person back and away.
BACKSTAGE
Backstage : Echo Layne was doing some stretches, as was Alexandria Monroe. It was a big night for them, they were beyond excited to add yet another tag championship to their collection.
Echo Layne stood up, her focus now on the camera before her. Echo was decked in her signature pink, with a newly decked out in glitter Tshirt on that said "#BGFL" on the front of it.
Echo Layne: It's that time again, it's time for us - Team Madness to ONCE again claim GOLD the best tag team in the world. Others that claim it can get lost, there's absolutely nobody with as much chemistry as us. Nobody will do the things we do, nobody will risk it all. I don't care if you think you trained at the best Wrestling School around. You're not us, you're not Team Madness expert Tag Team Specialist with the classiest moves and smoothest attacks.
Alexandria Monroe stood next to Echo - her facial expression proud. She was decked out in pink & black with a Tshirt on that said "#PinkMadness".
Alexandria Monroe: Oh, The Mighty Nightfall - watch as your watch ends tonight. Cause, guess what? We're the bad guys and WE will literally do anything necessary to win tonight. Why? Because when we want something, we give it our all until we get what we want.
Echo Layne: The High Roller Tag Team Championships. We want them, we've worked hard to get here and to get where we are. You might've too, but you're not Team Madness and you couldn't walk a mile in our shoes if you tried.
Echo and Alex looked at each other and smirked.
Alexandria Monroe: Watch us tonight, watch us be crowned the new High Roller Tag Team Champions. Because, 'The Reign Of Madness ' it's just beginning. Stay tuned for more, because you can bet your ass you'll be in for a surprise.
Echo and Alex smiled before they skipped away.
Backstage : Echo Layne was doing some stretches, as was Alexandria Monroe. It was a big night for them, they were beyond excited to add yet another tag championship to their collection.
Echo Layne stood up, her focus now on the camera before her. Echo was decked in her signature pink, with a newly decked out in glitter Tshirt on that said "#BGFL" on the front of it.
Echo Layne: It's that time again, it's time for us - Team Madness to ONCE again claim GOLD the best tag team in the world. Others that claim it can get lost, there's absolutely nobody with as much chemistry as us. Nobody will do the things we do, nobody will risk it all. I don't care if you think you trained at the best Wrestling School around. You're not us, you're not Team Madness expert Tag Team Specialist with the classiest moves and smoothest attacks.
Alexandria Monroe stood next to Echo - her facial expression proud. She was decked out in pink & black with a Tshirt on that said "#PinkMadness".
Alexandria Monroe: Oh, The Mighty Nightfall - watch as your watch ends tonight. Cause, guess what? We're the bad guys and WE will literally do anything necessary to win tonight. Why? Because when we want something, we give it our all until we get what we want.
Echo Layne: The High Roller Tag Team Championships. We want them, we've worked hard to get here and to get where we are. You might've too, but you're not Team Madness and you couldn't walk a mile in our shoes if you tried.
Echo and Alex looked at each other and smirked.
Alexandria Monroe: Watch us tonight, watch us be crowned the new High Roller Tag Team Champions. Because, 'The Reign Of Madness ' it's just beginning. Stay tuned for more, because you can bet your ass you'll be in for a surprise.
Echo and Alex smiled before they skipped away.
MATCH FIVE: BARROOM BRAWL for the Roulette Championship
Myra Rivers vs Jack Danielson ©
Myra Rivers vs Jack Danielson ©
| RECAP From the start of the match, Myra seemed uneasy and Jack seemed drunk. The two of them tore apart the bar, throwing bottles and chairs about the place. At one point Myra had Jack locked into a crossface with a pool cue against his face, ON TOP of the pool table. But Jack was either too determined or way too drunk to tap out as the two eventually toppled off the pool table. As the match kept going, Jack kept drinking and it seemed to help him “hulk up”. Myra showed a vicious side of her as she used a shard of a broken bottle to slice into Jack’s head. As the match continued on, Jack proved to be more in his element. Myra did eventually smash a full case of beer bottles onto Jack’s back but that seemed to only enrage him more at the thought of the lost beer and he was able to hit her with his 21 Gun Salute (Powerbomb Lungblower) for the win. WINNER Jack Danielson METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 14:39 FINISHING MOVE 21 Gun Salute (Powerbomb Lungblower) |
BACKSTAGE
We cut to a shot of an empty hallway backstage. A slow clap preceded for mere seconds the appearance of The Mighty Nightfall, walking into frame. Chloe is the one ironically applauding, a forced smile plastered on her face..
Chloe Night: Congratulations, Echo. Well done, Alexandria. You really got me on the last show, Distracting Izzi, sliding in a boot and hitting him with it… That was pretty smart, I’ll give you that.
That half smile she was wearing suddenly faded, her whole face assuming a stern expression.
Chloe Night: It was also a big fucking mistake.
Izzi nodded in agreement.
Izzi Grimes: Here Chloe and I thought we could have a nice, clean match for the Tag Championships but no… No, no no!
She shook her head before she continued on.
Izzi Grimes: You two wanted to play dirty. But here’s the thing, you don’t think that Chloe and I aren’t used to that? We dealt with this kind of crap time and time again over in Valiant. And I won’t lie, we took it on the chin and played nice about it. But not anymore. The Mighty Nightfall? We’re not playing nice tonight. So go ahead and try and play your little games. Try and pull some shady crap but I’m telling you now, it’s not going to work on us.
Chloe Night: That’s right. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice… Nah that ain’t gonna happen.
Night spoke directly into the camera.
Chloe Night: We have been taught that wrestling is about skills and pushing yourself beyond your limits. You lose a match? You go back to the drawing board, learn from your mistakes, work harder and improve. There’s no shortcuts to take, no tricks to fool the ref and your opponent. That’s what lazy people do. Real talk? I was expecting better from you two..
Izzi shrugged.
Izzi Grimes: Hey, we can’t expect everyone to do things the way we do it. Some people have to cheat and resort to dirty tactics. And while they got the jump on us last week? It won’t happen again. Chloe and I? Our bond is as tight as it gets when it comes to tag teams, and heck, when it comes to friends, as well! So, you better believe that the only team leaving mad tonight? Is Team Madness. Because Mighty Nightfall is going to be the HRW Tag Team Champions!
We cut to a shot of an empty hallway backstage. A slow clap preceded for mere seconds the appearance of The Mighty Nightfall, walking into frame. Chloe is the one ironically applauding, a forced smile plastered on her face..
Chloe Night: Congratulations, Echo. Well done, Alexandria. You really got me on the last show, Distracting Izzi, sliding in a boot and hitting him with it… That was pretty smart, I’ll give you that.
That half smile she was wearing suddenly faded, her whole face assuming a stern expression.
Chloe Night: It was also a big fucking mistake.
Izzi nodded in agreement.
Izzi Grimes: Here Chloe and I thought we could have a nice, clean match for the Tag Championships but no… No, no no!
She shook her head before she continued on.
Izzi Grimes: You two wanted to play dirty. But here’s the thing, you don’t think that Chloe and I aren’t used to that? We dealt with this kind of crap time and time again over in Valiant. And I won’t lie, we took it on the chin and played nice about it. But not anymore. The Mighty Nightfall? We’re not playing nice tonight. So go ahead and try and play your little games. Try and pull some shady crap but I’m telling you now, it’s not going to work on us.
Chloe Night: That’s right. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice… Nah that ain’t gonna happen.
Night spoke directly into the camera.
Chloe Night: We have been taught that wrestling is about skills and pushing yourself beyond your limits. You lose a match? You go back to the drawing board, learn from your mistakes, work harder and improve. There’s no shortcuts to take, no tricks to fool the ref and your opponent. That’s what lazy people do. Real talk? I was expecting better from you two..
Izzi shrugged.
Izzi Grimes: Hey, we can’t expect everyone to do things the way we do it. Some people have to cheat and resort to dirty tactics. And while they got the jump on us last week? It won’t happen again. Chloe and I? Our bond is as tight as it gets when it comes to tag teams, and heck, when it comes to friends, as well! So, you better believe that the only team leaving mad tonight? Is Team Madness. Because Mighty Nightfall is going to be the HRW Tag Team Champions!
MATCH SIX: SINGLES
Liam Vaughn vs Silas Jessup
Liam Vaughn vs Silas Jessup
| RECAP Silas put up a good fight with Liam but Vaughn seemed to be on another level as he was out to prove he deserved a title opportunity. But right when he looked to put away Silas, The Kali Kingpins and Amaya Jett rushed the ring and a four on one beatdown occurred, forcing the referee to call for the bell. But this doesn’t the four as they continue their assault on Liam. They bring in chairs and start to bash and hammer him down with them, but Liam keeps trying to get to his feet, smiling at the pain. They finally drag him out of the ring and use a triple powerbomb through a table that leaves Liam laid out. WINNER Liam Vaughn METHOD Disqualification MATCH LENGTH 5:45 FINISHING MOVE Interference |
BACKSTAGE
Veronica Sawyer: We meet again Danielle.
The voice of High Roller Wrestling’s self proclaimed Goddess can be heard as the camera comes into focus to reveal Veronica Sawyer standing backstage. There’s a slight smirk upon her lips as she places both of her hands on her hips. Tonight is a special night for her, Double Down being a super show, and there is an opportunity for her to become a champion by the end of the night. Veronica’s ring attire is golden to make it clear how confident she feels in her abilities.
Veronica Sawyer: Of course it’s just going to be you and me inside of that ring tonight. Your little lackey won’t be there at ringside to ensure you steal another victory away from me that you can brag about on Twitter. How amusing watching the way you keep spinning the narrative around to put yourself in the positive light. I’m the troll, right? I’m the one obsessed when you can’t stop talking about me at every single opportunity. I’m the bad guy when all I did was try to correct your mistake so you might stop looking like an idiot for once in your life.
Veronica sticks her bottom lip out into a pout, wearing her favourite shade of deep red, before the smirk returns upon her lips.
Veronica Sawyer: That’s what happens when you try to be charitable to those who don’t deserve it, I suppose, and all of that ends here tonight. The only interests I have in my mind are the ones which will benefit me in the end. The one where I walk out of Double Down with the Showcase championship belt in my hands. God knows it would be dragged down into the gutter with Danielle if she were to pull off the impossible and win a match based on her own talent. Not that I’m holding my breath for that to happen, she’s a coward, and I’ve already proven once that she is nowhere near my level. So you can see why it’s so amusing to me seeing the way she keeps talking all that trash when I’ve beaten her in the ring before. I could have easily made it happen twice in a row if she hadn’t gotten extra help that she so desperately needed.
Veronica gives a small shake of her head, clearly thinking about the time she had been attacked from behind with a chair, costing her the tag team match against Danielle Page. Tonight was her chance to properly rectify such a grave mistake.
Veronica Sawyer: That’s the difference between you and I, never did I need any kind of help to beat your ass in the ring. You can bring up Maddux if you want, no doubt thinking that gives you any sort of leverage, but all he did was simply even the odds in a game where I was being outnumbered by two idiots. He knows what tonight means to me and he has full faith in my abilities to walk away with the championship gold without needing any help. He’ll simply be there to help me celebrate all night after the fact. One thing that I can guarantee for sure is that after tonight, I will finally be able to wash my hands of you Danielle, and I can move forward in my career while you simply fade away into the background.
A simple shrugging motion with her shoulders follows this statement as Veronica allows for a small giggle to escape from between her lips. She clears her throat, calming herself down, and the tone of her voice becomes more serious as she approaches closer to the camera.
Veronica Sawyer: High Roller Wrestling needs a Showcase champion who is going to help set the standard here in this company. Between the both of us, who do you think is going to be able to do a better job? Who do you truly believe is going to handle all of the pressure without completely cracking up? Use your brain for once and realize that the obvious answer is me. It has been from the very beginning, which is why it eats you up alive that I beat you, that I didn’t simply fade away because you started stomping your feet. I can only imagine how big your next temper tantrum will be when you look up to see me holding the Showcase championship up high above my head.
Veronica winces quickly before she once again begins to laugh, turning on her heels, making sure to give the camera one final wave. After all there are some last minute preparations she needs to get in order before going out to the ring and we focus upon her being joined by her boyfriend Maddux Kingcade as the camera cuts away.
Veronica Sawyer: We meet again Danielle.
The voice of High Roller Wrestling’s self proclaimed Goddess can be heard as the camera comes into focus to reveal Veronica Sawyer standing backstage. There’s a slight smirk upon her lips as she places both of her hands on her hips. Tonight is a special night for her, Double Down being a super show, and there is an opportunity for her to become a champion by the end of the night. Veronica’s ring attire is golden to make it clear how confident she feels in her abilities.
Veronica Sawyer: Of course it’s just going to be you and me inside of that ring tonight. Your little lackey won’t be there at ringside to ensure you steal another victory away from me that you can brag about on Twitter. How amusing watching the way you keep spinning the narrative around to put yourself in the positive light. I’m the troll, right? I’m the one obsessed when you can’t stop talking about me at every single opportunity. I’m the bad guy when all I did was try to correct your mistake so you might stop looking like an idiot for once in your life.
Veronica sticks her bottom lip out into a pout, wearing her favourite shade of deep red, before the smirk returns upon her lips.
Veronica Sawyer: That’s what happens when you try to be charitable to those who don’t deserve it, I suppose, and all of that ends here tonight. The only interests I have in my mind are the ones which will benefit me in the end. The one where I walk out of Double Down with the Showcase championship belt in my hands. God knows it would be dragged down into the gutter with Danielle if she were to pull off the impossible and win a match based on her own talent. Not that I’m holding my breath for that to happen, she’s a coward, and I’ve already proven once that she is nowhere near my level. So you can see why it’s so amusing to me seeing the way she keeps talking all that trash when I’ve beaten her in the ring before. I could have easily made it happen twice in a row if she hadn’t gotten extra help that she so desperately needed.
Veronica gives a small shake of her head, clearly thinking about the time she had been attacked from behind with a chair, costing her the tag team match against Danielle Page. Tonight was her chance to properly rectify such a grave mistake.
Veronica Sawyer: That’s the difference between you and I, never did I need any kind of help to beat your ass in the ring. You can bring up Maddux if you want, no doubt thinking that gives you any sort of leverage, but all he did was simply even the odds in a game where I was being outnumbered by two idiots. He knows what tonight means to me and he has full faith in my abilities to walk away with the championship gold without needing any help. He’ll simply be there to help me celebrate all night after the fact. One thing that I can guarantee for sure is that after tonight, I will finally be able to wash my hands of you Danielle, and I can move forward in my career while you simply fade away into the background.
A simple shrugging motion with her shoulders follows this statement as Veronica allows for a small giggle to escape from between her lips. She clears her throat, calming herself down, and the tone of her voice becomes more serious as she approaches closer to the camera.
Veronica Sawyer: High Roller Wrestling needs a Showcase champion who is going to help set the standard here in this company. Between the both of us, who do you think is going to be able to do a better job? Who do you truly believe is going to handle all of the pressure without completely cracking up? Use your brain for once and realize that the obvious answer is me. It has been from the very beginning, which is why it eats you up alive that I beat you, that I didn’t simply fade away because you started stomping your feet. I can only imagine how big your next temper tantrum will be when you look up to see me holding the Showcase championship up high above my head.
Veronica winces quickly before she once again begins to laugh, turning on her heels, making sure to give the camera one final wave. After all there are some last minute preparations she needs to get in order before going out to the ring and we focus upon her being joined by her boyfriend Maddux Kingcade as the camera cuts away.
BACKSTAGE
“Diamond Princess” Danielle Page is standing next to Erica Jackson at the backstage interview area.
Erica Jackson: I am standing here with one of the competitors in the finals of the Showcase Championship tournament. The “Diam…
“Diamond Princess” Danielle Page: Oh please, Erica. Everybody knows who I am.
Erica Jackson: Very well. Can I get your thoughts on your match tonight, Danielle?
“Diamond Princess” Danielle Page: Well, well, well, it is showtime. The night that I finally beat that little Miss troll, Veronica, and win the Showcase Championship.
Erica Jackson: Veronica has been on kind of a roll. She has already beat both you and your bodyguard, Tera Taylor in singles competition.
“Diamond Princess” Danielle Page: No need for that kind of negativity, Erica. The entire world knows I am who is needed in HRW. I bring attention to this brand because everybody loves to see what I am going to be doing. Veronica can screech till the cows come home about how she is that or that but all she has done is ride my coattails since HRW has reopened. Tonight I will leave her in a pool of her own tears when she is proven how wrong she is at life.
Danielle walks away.
“Diamond Princess” Danielle Page is standing next to Erica Jackson at the backstage interview area.
Erica Jackson: I am standing here with one of the competitors in the finals of the Showcase Championship tournament. The “Diam…
“Diamond Princess” Danielle Page: Oh please, Erica. Everybody knows who I am.
Erica Jackson: Very well. Can I get your thoughts on your match tonight, Danielle?
“Diamond Princess” Danielle Page: Well, well, well, it is showtime. The night that I finally beat that little Miss troll, Veronica, and win the Showcase Championship.
Erica Jackson: Veronica has been on kind of a roll. She has already beat both you and your bodyguard, Tera Taylor in singles competition.
“Diamond Princess” Danielle Page: No need for that kind of negativity, Erica. The entire world knows I am who is needed in HRW. I bring attention to this brand because everybody loves to see what I am going to be doing. Veronica can screech till the cows come home about how she is that or that but all she has done is ride my coattails since HRW has reopened. Tonight I will leave her in a pool of her own tears when she is proven how wrong she is at life.
Danielle walks away.
MATCH SEVEN: High Roller Tag Team Championship
The Mighty Nightfall (Chloe Night & Izzi Grimes) vs Team Madness (Echo Layne & Alexandria Monroe)
The Mighty Nightfall (Chloe Night & Izzi Grimes) vs Team Madness (Echo Layne & Alexandria Monroe)
| RECAP Both teams seem evenly matched with both taking damage from the other but never getting more than a near fall. Echo pushed the limits of each referee’s count and seemed to have more of an edge to her that put a smile on Alex’s face. But Chloe and Izzi took every shot they had and kept going, collecting near falls on Team Madness. The official ends up taking a bump and going down, just shortly after, Mighty Nightfall hits Goodnight Kiss (Superkick from Chloé into a claymore from Izzi) on Alex but there was no referee to count the fall. Echo tries to bring a chair into the ring but the official gets up to see her and questions the chair. Chloe spears Echo out of the ring, both of them falling out of the ring. The referee looks out to check on them and that is when Alex pulls a chain from her boot and clocks Izzi with it. She makes the cover and steals the titles and the win. WINNER Team Madness (Echo Layne & Alexandria Monroe) (New Champions) METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 10:33 FINISHING MOVE Loaded Punch |
BACKSTAGE
We cut backstage to Jenson Idol pacing back and forth as he whistled “Running Up That Hill” by Kate Bush. He soon turned toward the camera with a grin.
Jenson Idol: Catchy little tune, innit? Everyone loves it now but bloody hell, this isn’t the first time that it’s been stuck in my head. It was one of my mum’s favourite songs. Guess that’s why it’s been stuck in my head lately. It’s been a nice little inspiration because it reminds me of good memories. It reminds me of simpler times. While I won't get those times back, I’ll still cherish them and they will always motivate me to be the best that I can be. Because that’s all my mom always asked of me back then. She just wanted me to be the best at whatever it is that I did. It didn’t matter to her what I did, as long as I followed through.
He nodded confidently.
Jenson Idol: And tonight? That’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to be the best no matter if any of you twats like it or not. Destiny Davis and I have been going back and forth since the first iteration of High Roller but the thing is? She’s all talk. She’s been chasing my shadow for well over a year. And while I might not be the High Roller Champiion anymore? That’s going to change tonight after I eliminate Destiny and then Scotty.
Jenson stepped up to the camera and pointed at it.
Jenson idol: Scotty, mate, you and I go way back. You were the one who took my prized possession from me. I won’t make excuses for losing it to you last year. I could say that I was in a bad place mentally or any other excuse in the book but the facts are simple… I lost because I lost. It’s that simple. Last year? I wasn’t ready to carry a company on my back. I thought I was. I thought I could handle the pressures of being the face that runs the place but holy hell, I was bloody wrong. But things have changed over the last year, mate.
He then pointed at his chest.
Jenson Idol: I’ve never felt better than I do now. Because I’m standing here in front of the world and I will admit that I’m a bloody addict. I battle those demons daily. I have to fight them off as they beg for me to take a turn for the worse but I can handle those battles now. Just like I can handle this battle tonight. All of these battles? I plan on winning. I will walk out the High Roller Champion and I will give this company a proper star. Someone the fans can cheer for and depend on. High Roller is on it’s way to the top and I will be it’s champion, it’s face, and all of the above. But most of all? I will be Everyone’s Favourite Idol.
Jenson winked a the camera before he walked away and the scene cut off.
We cut backstage to Jenson Idol pacing back and forth as he whistled “Running Up That Hill” by Kate Bush. He soon turned toward the camera with a grin.
Jenson Idol: Catchy little tune, innit? Everyone loves it now but bloody hell, this isn’t the first time that it’s been stuck in my head. It was one of my mum’s favourite songs. Guess that’s why it’s been stuck in my head lately. It’s been a nice little inspiration because it reminds me of good memories. It reminds me of simpler times. While I won't get those times back, I’ll still cherish them and they will always motivate me to be the best that I can be. Because that’s all my mom always asked of me back then. She just wanted me to be the best at whatever it is that I did. It didn’t matter to her what I did, as long as I followed through.
He nodded confidently.
Jenson Idol: And tonight? That’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to be the best no matter if any of you twats like it or not. Destiny Davis and I have been going back and forth since the first iteration of High Roller but the thing is? She’s all talk. She’s been chasing my shadow for well over a year. And while I might not be the High Roller Champiion anymore? That’s going to change tonight after I eliminate Destiny and then Scotty.
Jenson stepped up to the camera and pointed at it.
Jenson idol: Scotty, mate, you and I go way back. You were the one who took my prized possession from me. I won’t make excuses for losing it to you last year. I could say that I was in a bad place mentally or any other excuse in the book but the facts are simple… I lost because I lost. It’s that simple. Last year? I wasn’t ready to carry a company on my back. I thought I was. I thought I could handle the pressures of being the face that runs the place but holy hell, I was bloody wrong. But things have changed over the last year, mate.
He then pointed at his chest.
Jenson Idol: I’ve never felt better than I do now. Because I’m standing here in front of the world and I will admit that I’m a bloody addict. I battle those demons daily. I have to fight them off as they beg for me to take a turn for the worse but I can handle those battles now. Just like I can handle this battle tonight. All of these battles? I plan on winning. I will walk out the High Roller Champion and I will give this company a proper star. Someone the fans can cheer for and depend on. High Roller is on it’s way to the top and I will be it’s champion, it’s face, and all of the above. But most of all? I will be Everyone’s Favourite Idol.
Jenson winked a the camera before he walked away and the scene cut off.
BACKSTAGE
We find Erica Jackson backstage smiling to the camera.
Erica Jackson: “Ladies and gentlemen, with me at this time… one of the latest signings to High Roller Wrestling: ‘Little Miss Fierce’ Pattie Pearce!”
Pattie moves into camera view, short but packed with muscle. She is absolutely beaming, wearing a Sydney FC jersey with The Star emblazoned across the front.
Pattie Pearce: “Thanks for having me, Erica. Damn glad to be here!”
Erica Jackson: “Can you tell us a bit about what brought you here to HRW?”
Pattie put her hands on her hips and leaned in a bit to the mic.
Pattie Pearce: “It’s pretty simple really. What better place than Las Vegas here at the MGM Grand where gambling is so prevalent for a company like HRW to take a chance and roll the dice on signing me? On the surface, it’s a huge gamble, right? I got my start in Sussex County Championship Wrestling up in Delaware back in 2017 where I learned the ropes. But it’s been four long years since I’ve wrestled full time since then. After the training facility closed, I moved back to Australia. Got into personal training and even tried my hand at acting. Felt I had enough buzz to move to Hollywood… good ol’ Tinseltown… Los Angeles, California. But you know, best laid plans of mice and men… too many doors slammed in my face. It was time to dream another dream because that one seemed over.”
Erica Jackson: “So you’re dreaming of pro wrestling again, is that it?”
Pattie chuckled and nodded.
Pattie Pearce: “It’s more making dreams reality, isn’t it? Whereas pounding the pavement for roles led to major frustration, here inside the ring you can channel that frustration. Turn it into ferocity, it’s a heated demeanor that fuels me. They don’t call me Little Miss Fierce for nothing. I know I’m probably the smallest dog in most every fight, but like it says across this jersey I carry myself like a star. You can either carry yourself chin up and forthright or mope like the downtrodden. I’m not here to be trampled underfoot. I’m here to kick people in the armpit, knee people in the face, and drop them on their heads from various angles and directions! I’ve got the Aussie attitude and a smile built for stardom. I got nefarious plans like a mastermind. A good girl with evil intent for those that wish to hold me down, push me back, or smile at me from above the glass ceiling. I’m shattering all notions.”
Erica Jackson: “Don’t you think you might be at a disadvantage by not competing for years?”
Pattie winked and flexed her biceps and then put one leg in front of the other showing off her massive thighs.
Pattie Pearce: “Yeah you know, clearly I’ve been wasting away and letting myself go, right? This steak got more seasoned away from the prying eyes of the world. I got staying power, I got stopping power… wrapped up in a deceptively dainty package. A lot like dynamite. Try me and watch me go off.”
Erica nodded in agreement, impressed.
Erica Jackson: “So is there anyone you’ve got your eye on to face here?”
Pattie folded her arms and looked down for a moment, before slowly looking back at the camera.
Pattie Pearce: “It’s pretty simple: anybody and everybody. I’m not marching in here to be surgical and selective. I’ll fight anybody they throw at me, from the janitor to the CEO and all points in between. I want to go and the goal is to advance. A star’s gotta shine…”
She motioned, mimicking a belt around her waist.
Pattie Pierce: “If I play my cards right I’ll be glittering like gold soon enough. This gamble’s gonna pay off! If you’re listening… don’t shy away, Face The Fierce!”
She flexed once more and patted Erica on the shoulder, thanking her for the time and walking out of camera view.
Erica Jackson: “There you have it, appearing soon in a High Roller ring… Pattie Pearce!”
We find Erica Jackson backstage smiling to the camera.
Erica Jackson: “Ladies and gentlemen, with me at this time… one of the latest signings to High Roller Wrestling: ‘Little Miss Fierce’ Pattie Pearce!”
Pattie moves into camera view, short but packed with muscle. She is absolutely beaming, wearing a Sydney FC jersey with The Star emblazoned across the front.
Pattie Pearce: “Thanks for having me, Erica. Damn glad to be here!”
Erica Jackson: “Can you tell us a bit about what brought you here to HRW?”
Pattie put her hands on her hips and leaned in a bit to the mic.
Pattie Pearce: “It’s pretty simple really. What better place than Las Vegas here at the MGM Grand where gambling is so prevalent for a company like HRW to take a chance and roll the dice on signing me? On the surface, it’s a huge gamble, right? I got my start in Sussex County Championship Wrestling up in Delaware back in 2017 where I learned the ropes. But it’s been four long years since I’ve wrestled full time since then. After the training facility closed, I moved back to Australia. Got into personal training and even tried my hand at acting. Felt I had enough buzz to move to Hollywood… good ol’ Tinseltown… Los Angeles, California. But you know, best laid plans of mice and men… too many doors slammed in my face. It was time to dream another dream because that one seemed over.”
Erica Jackson: “So you’re dreaming of pro wrestling again, is that it?”
Pattie chuckled and nodded.
Pattie Pearce: “It’s more making dreams reality, isn’t it? Whereas pounding the pavement for roles led to major frustration, here inside the ring you can channel that frustration. Turn it into ferocity, it’s a heated demeanor that fuels me. They don’t call me Little Miss Fierce for nothing. I know I’m probably the smallest dog in most every fight, but like it says across this jersey I carry myself like a star. You can either carry yourself chin up and forthright or mope like the downtrodden. I’m not here to be trampled underfoot. I’m here to kick people in the armpit, knee people in the face, and drop them on their heads from various angles and directions! I’ve got the Aussie attitude and a smile built for stardom. I got nefarious plans like a mastermind. A good girl with evil intent for those that wish to hold me down, push me back, or smile at me from above the glass ceiling. I’m shattering all notions.”
Erica Jackson: “Don’t you think you might be at a disadvantage by not competing for years?”
Pattie winked and flexed her biceps and then put one leg in front of the other showing off her massive thighs.
Pattie Pearce: “Yeah you know, clearly I’ve been wasting away and letting myself go, right? This steak got more seasoned away from the prying eyes of the world. I got staying power, I got stopping power… wrapped up in a deceptively dainty package. A lot like dynamite. Try me and watch me go off.”
Erica nodded in agreement, impressed.
Erica Jackson: “So is there anyone you’ve got your eye on to face here?”
Pattie folded her arms and looked down for a moment, before slowly looking back at the camera.
Pattie Pearce: “It’s pretty simple: anybody and everybody. I’m not marching in here to be surgical and selective. I’ll fight anybody they throw at me, from the janitor to the CEO and all points in between. I want to go and the goal is to advance. A star’s gotta shine…”
She motioned, mimicking a belt around her waist.
Pattie Pierce: “If I play my cards right I’ll be glittering like gold soon enough. This gamble’s gonna pay off! If you’re listening… don’t shy away, Face The Fierce!”
She flexed once more and patted Erica on the shoulder, thanking her for the time and walking out of camera view.
Erica Jackson: “There you have it, appearing soon in a High Roller ring… Pattie Pearce!”
BACKSTAGE
Destiny Davis was standing by backstage. This time, her two bodyguards were nowhere to be found. Instead, we see Destiny wearing her pink gear with a 'GOAT' shirt over top.
Destiny Davis: Ever since HRW launched, I've been the Bad Girl on everyone's mind and on the tips of their tongues. Think about it, without a championship, I've had more main events than anyone else, I've generated more talk than the rest, and I've only been pinned by one person ever. If that doesn't scream success, I don't know what does.
And then you have my two opponents tonight. One who got famous because he was dating me, briefly. And the other who found himself back in the spotlight after ripping off my Bad Girls Club for his Bad Boys bootleg thing. Lets start with Jenson. First, he shouldn't even be in this match. He went over the top rope in the battle royal before me, and if you pause the video you'll see what I'm talking about! But here we are, he's here and that isn't changing. So, Jenny, when are you going to admit to yourself and the world that you've lost more than a few steps? You aren't the same Jenson who was dominating back in the day. You're a shell of that Idol, as a matter of fact? You're NO ONE's favorite Idol anymore. Your like the contestants on American Idol that aren't good enough to make it to the next round. This is your last chance, and when I walk out with the gold, I'll make sure you get NOWHERE near it ever again.
And of course, next, the champion himself, Scotty Dunn. I think the big question is, what's going to be shorter, his reign as HRW Champion or his vocabulary? I mean for real, has anyone ever heard him use more than five words in a row that weren't vulgar and had to be banned on TV? Face facts, Scotty boy, you aren't the champion the HRW fans need. You call me boring, but you're more vanilla than coke. Since you've been champion, what have you brought to the table? Huh?
She leans closer to the camera and screams into its lens.
Destiny Davis: HUH?
Laughing, the challenger continues.
Destiny Davis: You've been outshined by your challengers, you barely carry the flag for the company and most of all, you have a sorry sense of style and we can't have you representing the best of HRW. So here's how this is gonna go. Tonight, in the main event, which is where I've been all season, I'm gonna show the fans that I can overcome the two on one odds and walk out champion, and when I do? This place is going to be the headquarters for the Bad Girls Club.
Destiny crosses her arms.
Destiny Davis: No bad boys, or dumb boys...allowed.
Destiny Davis was standing by backstage. This time, her two bodyguards were nowhere to be found. Instead, we see Destiny wearing her pink gear with a 'GOAT' shirt over top.
Destiny Davis: Ever since HRW launched, I've been the Bad Girl on everyone's mind and on the tips of their tongues. Think about it, without a championship, I've had more main events than anyone else, I've generated more talk than the rest, and I've only been pinned by one person ever. If that doesn't scream success, I don't know what does.
And then you have my two opponents tonight. One who got famous because he was dating me, briefly. And the other who found himself back in the spotlight after ripping off my Bad Girls Club for his Bad Boys bootleg thing. Lets start with Jenson. First, he shouldn't even be in this match. He went over the top rope in the battle royal before me, and if you pause the video you'll see what I'm talking about! But here we are, he's here and that isn't changing. So, Jenny, when are you going to admit to yourself and the world that you've lost more than a few steps? You aren't the same Jenson who was dominating back in the day. You're a shell of that Idol, as a matter of fact? You're NO ONE's favorite Idol anymore. Your like the contestants on American Idol that aren't good enough to make it to the next round. This is your last chance, and when I walk out with the gold, I'll make sure you get NOWHERE near it ever again.
And of course, next, the champion himself, Scotty Dunn. I think the big question is, what's going to be shorter, his reign as HRW Champion or his vocabulary? I mean for real, has anyone ever heard him use more than five words in a row that weren't vulgar and had to be banned on TV? Face facts, Scotty boy, you aren't the champion the HRW fans need. You call me boring, but you're more vanilla than coke. Since you've been champion, what have you brought to the table? Huh?
She leans closer to the camera and screams into its lens.
Destiny Davis: HUH?
Laughing, the challenger continues.
Destiny Davis: You've been outshined by your challengers, you barely carry the flag for the company and most of all, you have a sorry sense of style and we can't have you representing the best of HRW. So here's how this is gonna go. Tonight, in the main event, which is where I've been all season, I'm gonna show the fans that I can overcome the two on one odds and walk out champion, and when I do? This place is going to be the headquarters for the Bad Girls Club.
Destiny crosses her arms.
Destiny Davis: No bad boys, or dumb boys...allowed.
MATCH EIGHT: Showcase Championship
Veronica Sawyer vs Danielle Page
Veronica Sawyer vs Danielle Page
| RECAP The bell sounds and Page starts out and level’s Veronica with a claymore kick! She tries for a quick pin but she kicks out at two. Page keeps trying to keep Sawyer grounded but she was able to fight back. Using Love at first Kick (Springboard Headkick) to get right back into the match. Sawyer looked for her Lovestruck (The Eclipse) but Page had her scouted and defended against it. Danielle is able to lock Veronica in her BeautyRest (Million Dollar Dream)! She fights to get free but Page has it locked in deep. Sawyer starts to fade but makes a last ditch effort to push off the ropes with her feet and is able to flip over Page, using the hold to keep her pinned down and Veronica wins the match! WINNER Veronica Sawyer (New Champion) METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 13:55 FINISHING MOVE Roll Up |
BACKSTAGE
Starting with a shot of the backstage, the champion himself walks into view. Scott Dunn, dressed in his ring gear and wearing a slightly too small shirt over it, stands ready to address the crowd.
"Alright, fuckos?"
They boo, he isn't the most liked.
"Ready for another big event, eh? Been a minute since I had one, but your boy is ready. I'm ready to defend this here bad mother."
He slaps the title as it sits against his midriff.
"Ready to fuck that bitch Jenson Idol up. Ready to fuck that dumb ho Destiny up. But, you know what? I ain't entertained by them. It's been the same chatter for weeks and your boy? He don't see much value in anything Destiny says. Even Jenson is just doing what he already did before."
He shrugs.
"Tonight is gonna be our last hurrah, it's gotta be. When I win, when I retain, those two can both do one and get right to the back of the queue. That's all I'm gonna say."
He holds the title up, toward the camera, then leaves to bring the segment to an end.
Starting with a shot of the backstage, the champion himself walks into view. Scott Dunn, dressed in his ring gear and wearing a slightly too small shirt over it, stands ready to address the crowd.
"Alright, fuckos?"
They boo, he isn't the most liked.
"Ready for another big event, eh? Been a minute since I had one, but your boy is ready. I'm ready to defend this here bad mother."
He slaps the title as it sits against his midriff.
"Ready to fuck that bitch Jenson Idol up. Ready to fuck that dumb ho Destiny up. But, you know what? I ain't entertained by them. It's been the same chatter for weeks and your boy? He don't see much value in anything Destiny says. Even Jenson is just doing what he already did before."
He shrugs.
"Tonight is gonna be our last hurrah, it's gotta be. When I win, when I retain, those two can both do one and get right to the back of the queue. That's all I'm gonna say."
He holds the title up, toward the camera, then leaves to bring the segment to an end.
MAIN EVENT: High Roller Championship Elimination Match
Jenson Idol vs Destiny Davis vs Scott Dunn ©
Jenson Idol vs Destiny Davis vs Scott Dunn ©
| RECAP The bell rings to start the long awaited triple threat elimination match for the High Roller Championship. Jenson Idol stands in a corner, glaring down both of his opponents. Across from him in a corner was Destiny, and in the corner opposite Destiny was Scott Dunn, the HRW Champion. Jenson decides to roll out of the ring to start the match, garnering a chorus of boos from the Las Vegas crowd. Scott and Destiny turn towards each other instead and they begin to battle! Jenson takes the opportunity to slowly climb back into the ring, but Dunn knocks down Destiny with a brutal clothesline before catching Jenson with one too, knocking Idol back down on the outside. With the former HRWChampion momentarily out of the picture, Scott and Destiny begin to battle again. Scott goes for another clothesline but Destiny dodges it and then leaps on his back and puts him in a headlock. Scott throws her off of his back and slams her right onto the mat. He then hits a leg drop before he goes for a cover and only picks up a one count. Jenson now slides back into the ring and as Scott stood to his feet, he is grabbed by Idol and taken down with a picture perfect russian leg sweep. Idol then turns his attention to Destiny who was slowly getting up. Jenson measures her and connects with a running dropkick to the side of Destiny’s head as she was getting up. Jenson tries to steal a quick victory but only manages a two count. Jenson watches as both of his opponents rise to their feet. Scott went for a straight punch to the side of his face but Jenson drops and Scott connected with Destiny, knocking her down. Jenson thinks he has gotten away but Scott ends up taking him out with the same punch. Destiny is back on her feet and she spins Scott around to face her. She grabs the back of his head and falls backwards towards the mat, holding one foot up, and driving Scott’s face into her boot with tremendous impact. Jenson meanwhile is now back up on his feet in the corner but Destiny runs towards him and jumps up, hitting a corner dropkick that sends Jenson to the mat. Destiny looks around at the fans cheering her on, which is surprising but to be fair, she might just be the most likable one out of these three. Davis turns her focus back to Jenson quickly as she scales to the top turnbuckle. With Jenson down in perfect position for it, Destiny hits a frog splash and the fans could sense victory as the referee drops down and makes a count but Jenson kicks out at two! And just then, Scott comes in and starts to attack Destiny! Jenson rolls out of the ring to catch his bearings as Destiny and Scott continue to battle it out in the ring now. Destiny chops Scott across the chest but Dunn simply smiles at Destiny before he goes for a right hook to the face that Destiny manages to avoid, spinning Scott around and rolling him up before she picks up a very deep two count. Destiny remains focused as she stands back up, waiting for Scott. Destiny went for a clothesline that Dunn ducks, before hooking his arms around Destiny and sending her to the mat with a german suplex. Dunn stands up after and shouts to the crowd that he owns High Roller and that nobody can beat him. Destiny begins to stir and Scott is getting ready to line her up for something big. When Destiny got to her knees, Scott levels her with a sickening big boot. He makes the cover but Destiny manages to kick out after two! As Scott gets to his knees, frustrated that he couldn't finish off Destiny with that last move, Jenson slides back into the ring. He hurries up to Dunn and drops him with a lightning quick snap DDT and goes for a cover, picking up a two count. Meanwhile, Destiny was still down on the mat, attempting to recover and Jenson went for a cover on her, again only getting a two count. Idol screams as he pounds a fist into the mat in frustration. Finally, he stands back up and hits a standing moonsault on Destiny, but Dunn was right there to greet Jenson as he stood back up, connecting with Eat the Meat (ripcord lariat) on him that knocks Jenson right out. Scott starts to look excited as he senses an elimination in his grasp. It was Destiny who began to stir first, with Jenson looking nearly unconscious. Scott then takes out Destiny with Eat The Meat as well and then shouts that it's over as Destiny shows her tenacity by standing up one more time. Scott sets her up for the move he calls the Over and Dunn (Package Piledriver) but Destiny wiggles free from it. She hits Scott with a lowblow that the referee couldn’t see! Then she went for Date With Destiny (She blows a kiss, slaps her opponent, turning them around and then hits a jumping reverse hurricanrana) and nails it!!! Destiny pinned Scott! One… Two… THREE!!! Scott Dunn is the first one eliminated and it was by Destiny! We are now down to Destiny and Jenson Idol! We are going to have a brand new champion! Destiny took a moment to catch her breath but Jenson was starting to stir. She grabbed him and nailed a Double Arm DDT before she hit the top ropes and BANG! Shooting Star Press! She pinned but NOOOO! Jenson kicked out just before the three count and the fans went nuts. Destiny couldn’t believe it. She stalked over Idol, looking to go for her Date with Destiny. She blew the kiss and then slapped him! She then leaped up but Jenson dropped and… FC CUTTER (RKO) FROM OUT OF NOWHERE!!!!! The Vegas crowd blew the roof off in excitement as Jenson hit his FC Cutter. He took his time, gathering his bearings before he laid his arm down across Destiny’s chest but she kicked out before the three count somehow!! Jenson shook his head in disappointment before he tried to pick Destiny up but she raked his eyes! Destiny then hit a russian legsweep and then a standing moonsault! Destiny then started to climb the ropes but Jenson, surprisingly, started to stir to his knees. He grabbed the referee for leverage but he was still blinded from the rake of the eyes and he pulled the referee down to the canvas hard, stunning him on accident. Destiny was at the top rope now when Jenson pulled out something from his tights. What is that?! He pointed at Destiny and then sprayed some kind of liquid, blinding her… IT’S PEPPER SPRAY!!! While the referee was out of it for the moment, Perry, Jenson’s bird, swooped in and he started to peck at Destiny’s head! Destiny was blinded and being attacked by Perry at the top of the turnbuckle and Jenson quickly ran up it before he threw her off onto the canvas. Jenson then leaped off and he went for Air idol (Phoenix Splash) and he NAILED IT! The referee soon recovered and made the count… One… Two… THREE!!! DING DING DING!!! “Patience is the Virtue” blared over the PA system and Jenson Idol was handed the HRW Championship. He did it, he finally did it. Jenson re-earned the championship he lost last year. He held the belt up and stared down at it with emotion in his eyes. The journey here was one of great suffering as he battled many demons but here and now, he finally made it back to the top. While Jenson cradled the championship in his arms, he was suddenly spun around and dropped with a steel chair to his back! The crowd is stunned as standing over Jenson now is Bianca Reed! She picks up the High Roller Championship belt and places it on Jenson as the show fades out. WINNER Jenson Idol METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 22:45 FINISHING MOVE Air idol (Phoenix Splash) |