Post by Mya Carter on Sept 13, 2019 22:42:53 GMT -5
We cut to the back, where Josh Woodrum is sitting with Alice Grace and Jesse Paige. The two women are barefoot, and Woodrum is snapping pictures.
ALICE: Remember the deal Joshie, you take these pictures, we get the winnings money.
JOSH: Yea, yea. Now, Jesse, spread your toes.
Jesse does as told.
JESSE: And don't forget our $5000 bonus for this!
JOSH: Bruce is cutting the check as we speak.
Josh finishes snapping the pictures.
JOSH: Now, you two have it easy this week, because you are teaming with the Meaning of Manliness, the Deity of Destruction, Josh Woodrum! To our opponents, I say this, you will discover what the world already knows....
JESSE: That we're like totes the best tag team ever?
ALICE: That we kick heavy duty booty?
JOSH: Um... sure. But more importantly you're discover that I am, SIMPLY IMPRESSIVE!!!
JESSE AND ALICE: And we promise this will be... A GOOD TIME GONE BAD!!!
Scene cuts backstage to the dressing room shared by the four members of the Pinnacle. On a table sits a humongous sheet cake, and in a tub nearby, we can see the necks of several bottles of beer sticking out of ice.
Danielle: Think there’s enough food?
Francesca: There’s only going to be six of us.
Donovan: Considering how much food the big guy consumed by himself the last time we all got together, Nixy has a valid point.
Adam: Will they be here soon?
Donovan checks his watch.
Donovan: More than likely, they’ll be here after our matches….
A knock at the door grabs all of their attention. As Adam is closest, he opens the door to find interviewer Tori Kaye, microphone in hand.
Tori: HI, Adam, would it be ok if came in for an interview?
Adam looks back over his shoulder.
Danielle: Go ahead and let her in, Adam…
He steps aside and Tori enters the room. Her eyes go wide when she sees the cake.
Tori: Did I come at a bad time?
Francesca: Not at all, Tori. We were just going to celebrate Jason’s birthday later on…
Tori: Oh, that’s right! How old is he?
Danielle: To hear him say it, “too fucking old”. That’s why we didn’t put any candles on the cake…
Tori: Right. In any event, since all of you are here, I can kill two birds with one stone…
Adam: Very well, then.
Tori holds up her microphone.
Tori: Tonight, Adam, you and your partners Francesca Winters and Danielle Basch will be facing off against Josh Woodrum and the returning tag team of Girls Just Wanna Have Fun. Your thoughts?
Adam: Honestly, I can think of a thousand different things I would rather be doing than facing any of these people…
Francesca: Like taxes or lancing a boil…
Danielle: Between all of us, we’ve had enough encounters with that slimeball Woodrum to last a lifetime.
Francesca: Adding those two skanks into the mix certainly isn’t making things any more pleasant.
Adam shudders with a look of visible disgust.
Adam: I have had enough of their particular form of drama, thank you very much…
Danielle: We all have, so we’re going to deal with it. Pinnacle style.
Tori: Pinnacle style?
Francesca: Just watch, Tori..
Tori shrugs and turns to Donovan, who looks like he’s ready to tear someone apart.
Tori: Donovan, due to match stipulations, you’ll be facing the newly named number one contender to the Heavyweight Championship, Bill Barnhart…
Donovan: If you’re looking for me to thank Matthew Shields for putting this match together, don’t hold your breath. And when I’m done with that fat sack of excrement Barnhart, he won’t be thanking Shields either…
Tori: To say you’re upset at recent events would be an understatement…
Donovan: Thank you, Captain Obvious…
He rolls his eyes.
Donovan: Barnhart wants to throw the fact that he’s the new number one contender in my face? Fine. He wants to throw the fact that he defeated me to get it? Fine.He can throw whatever he wants in my face, but there’s one thing he’s neglected to realize…
Tori: And what’s that?
Donovan: What I’m going to be throwing in HIS face…
He holds up his right hand, clenched into a fist.
Donovan: All of his moves and maneuvers won’t mean a damned thing once I’ve dimmed his running lights. Tonight, I don’t give a damn what goes down in the record books. I’m looking for my pound of flesh, and if I can’t collect it from Matthew Shields, then I’ll carve it out of Barnhart’s fat ass…
Voice: Couldn’t have said it better myself…
Everyone turns to the door, where the Pinnacle’s trainer - and birthday boy - Jason Perry, stands with his wife, Pinnacle manager Alicia Perry.
Alicia: I think you’ve gotten enough for your interview, Tori. These folks need to finish getting ready for their matches…
Tori lowers her microphone and takes a few steps out of the room.
Jason: Don’t worry, we’ll save you some refreshments…
Scene cuts back to ringside.
Maddy Carter looks in the hallway at the door of WNR. Without missing a beat, she knocks on the door...
Gen: Come in, Maddy.
She looks at the door and looks towards Gen and Ana who are looking a bit upset over something.
Ana: We really do have to get along with those two, don't we?
Gen: The enemy of my enemy is my friend.
Maddy shakes her head for a moment.
Maddy: I don't agree with it, either. But... You need their help against Shields' merry skanks and man.
Ana: I don't have to like it!
Gen stands up and nods.
Gen: None of us have to like it, but I think all of us dislike the Monarchy enough to swallow this 'bitter pill.'
Maddy: Speaking of bitter pills...
Gen: You do have a match, correct?
Maddy nods quietly.
Maddy: I got a title shot to win...
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The match begins with Woodrum against Reinhart as the two men circle each other before locking arms. The bigger Woodrum holds Reinhart in a standing side headlock before Reinhart whips him in the ropes for an Irish Whip. Woodrum knocks Reinhart down with a shoulder tackle as sends Reinhart to his corner and seizes the momentum. Woodrum takes the opportunity to flex his impressive biceps before motioning Reinhart to try again. Reinhart chuckles as he gets up and the two lock arms once more.
Stu: I guess some people never learn
Again Reinhart pushes Woodrum into the ropes, whipping him to the other side. But this time Reinhart delivers a spinning heel kick that sends Woodrum down to the canvas. This time it is Reinhart that does a Woodrum imitation before tagging in Danielle as she circles the bigger Woodrum who has gotten back to his feet. Woodrum tags in Jesse who charges in on Danielle, who sidesteps and hits a dropkick on Jesse coming off the ropes. Who falls to the outside as Danielle runs to the ropes and jumps through the ropes with a suicide dive what gets sidestepped by Jesse. Who rolls back in the ring to break the count and then rolls to the outside, grabs Danielle and whips her into the steel steps before grabbing her by the legs and delivers a slingshot to the steel ring post.
Savannah: Jesse is really at it!!
Danielle manages to land on the steel steps and avoids hitting the steel ring post before having Alice that drops her with a kick to the side of her head. Jesse rolls in the ring and tags Alice as both run to the ropes and execute a double suicide dive to Danielle who gets hit into the steel guard rail. Francesca runs to her aid as she starts to brawl with Jesse as Alice rolls Danielle back in the ring before climbing the ring apron. There she jumps off for a splash, only to hit the knees of Danielle as both ladies are exhausted in the ring, on the outside we see Francesca reversing an Irish Whip that sends Jesse into the ring apron. There Reinhart jumps over Francesca to hit Woodrum with a cross body block, only to be caught by Woodrum and drops Reinhart with a body slam. Back in the ring, Alice and Danielle jockey back and forth, with the more experienced Mrs. Basch getting the upper hand after a knee strike to the abdomen. She follows up with another knee strike to the face, knocking Alice back to the ropes.
Savannah: Looks like Danielle Basch is taking a page out of her husband’s playbook...
Stu: I’m sure she wouldn’t take too kindly to hear you’ve been ogling her husband....
Savannah: Knock it off! I ought to slap you for that insinuation!
Back in the ring, Danielle sees Woodrum stomping on Reinhart, and runs across the ring, nailing Woodrum with a baseball slide dropkick. Jesse grabs her by the hair and slams her face first into the ring apron. Francesca runs up on Jesse and spears her against the apron, but hits her shoulder in the process. As Adam gets to his checks on his fiancée, Jesse tries to flirt with him. He responds by pie-facing her, pushing her away from him, and gets clotheslined by Woodrum in return. Woodrum then picks up Francesca, hooking her arms to prevent her from pulling away. Jesse gets in Francesca’s face, taunting her a little before slapping her across her face and screaming “HE’S MINE!” Francesca’s having none of it. She spits in Jesse’s face and stomps on Woodrum’s foot. The fiery blonde pounces on Jesse, leveling her with rights and lefts until Woodrum pulls her off. Meanwhile, Danielle is back in the ring holding Alice, about to deliver a fallaway slam. But before she can execute the move, Jesse slips into the ring and chop blocks her, causing her to fall backward with Alice landing on top of her. With Danielle now in a pinning predicament, the referee drops down to count...
One!
Two!
Thr-NO!
Danielle kicks out at the last second, pushing Alice off of her. She rolls over to her corner, where Adam is waiting for the tag. At the same time, Alice tags in Jesse. Seeing Adam tag in, Jesse smiles and licks her lips. She again tries to flirt with Adam, but is greeted in the center of the ring with a sickening headbutt from Reinhart. He reaches down to pick her up by the hair, but Woodrum steps through the ropes, prompting Francesca to attempt to do the same. The referee blocks her, allowing Woodrum to deliver a big boot to Adam, knocking him into the ropes. The referee forces Francesca back to the outside, turning around just in time to see Jesse roll Adam up. Because of his positioning, however, he doesn’t see that Jesse has a handful of tights.
Savannah: Jesse’s got the tights! NO!
Stu: That’s what Francesca gets for trying to interfere!
One!
Two!
Three!
Adam kicks out a split second too late, protesting the pinfall due to the handful of tights, but even as Francesca and Danielle back him up, the referee refuses and raises Jesse’s hand. Jesse, Alice, and Josh celebrate their victory as a frustrated Pinnacle make their way out of the ring.
Backstage in the PPG Paints Arena, Bishop Black finishes a bottle of water, crushes it and tosses it into the nearby recycle bin before he cracks his knuckles and starts to stretch out a little bit as his match is mere minutes away. As Bishop does a few standing twists, Rebekkah Lindsey comes up with a cameraman in tow. Bishop gives a slight grunt as he sees her and noticeably rolls his eyes.
Rebekkah: Bishop Black, just a few quick questions before your match. First off, why do you hate Dead Eye so much?
Bishop takes a half step back from Rebekkah and looks very puzzled by the question.
Bishop: What? Who in the hell said I hated him?
Rebekkah: Is it because you've been here working hard and proving yourself while he's been gone and was just able to stroll right into a number one contender's match?
Bishop: No, that's not it at all.
Rebekkah: So it's something more personal?
Bishop: No it's not personal at all.
Rebekkah: if it isn't personal and it's not professional jealousy, then why do you hate him?
Bishop shakes his head and audibly sighs before he snatches the mic away from Rebekkah and gives a slight step forward and growl when she tries to take it back.
Bishop: I don't hate Dead Eye at all. I got no problem with him being put in the Contenders rumble last week. Everyone in that match was a former champion, so it makes sense that the first-ever Heavyweight champion would be in there. What happened between us in that match was simple. Both of us are fighters. Both of us want to prove ourselves. Both of us want to go up against the best there is out there. We gravitated towards each other for that reason. It's the same reason why I'm looking forward to this match tonight. I know he is the kind of wrestler that will push me to my limits, and I'm pretty damn sure he knows I'll do the same for him. This ain't about some personal animosity or professional jealousy. It's all about two men who love wrestling, looking to show who the better wrestler is, and tonight I damn sure aim to prove that it's me.
Bishop tosses the mic back to Rebekkah and heads off as his music begins to play.
The scene opens up backstage where we find RC walking with his bag having just arrived at the arena. He knocks on the door to the locker room of Era of Excellence. Jeremy opens the door.
Jeremy: Oh good you’re here.
RC: Yea, you summon and I come now like a good little dog.
Jeremy: No one thinks you’re a dog.
RC: And yet when you say fetch…
Jeremy holds a hand up and nods inviting him in where Jessa is holding a napping Jonathon. Jeremy takes his place next to his soon to be bride. RC just stands somewhat impatiently.
Jeremy: Unlike previous moments, RC this time this isn’t about what you can do for us. In fact, both of us are quite certain we can help you.
RC: Oh, I can’t wait to hear this.
Jessa: Don’t sound too excited there.
Jessa lightly smirks as she looks at Jeremy, before back to RC.
Jeremy: Put simply RC, you need to be excellent to continue helping us. That was painfully obvious how lacking you were last show.
RC: Bad luck happens.
Jeremy: And we can’t be bothered with luck when we have excellence on our side. So we think it’s time we did something for you.
RC: Stay away from my match.
Jessa: Why who said we were going to do anything during your match?
Jessa lightly rocks with Jonathon.
RC: That’s always what it is. Interfere in the match, win by any means necessary. Do what it takes.
Jessa: Not always it isn’t. Why we believe you can win it on your own.
She glances at Jeremy, who shrugs a bit.
Jeremy: Let’s just call it an insurance policy.
Jessa: So what do you say?
RC: I already did. Good day.
Jeremy: RC please-
RC: I say good day!
RC turns and walks off. Jessa shakes her head.
Jessa: We will figure something out, my love. We need to get ready for our match.
He nods, as they go to get ready.
Terry: Time for our second match of the night and this one carries over from our main event two weeks ago.
London: Yes, Bishop Black and Dead Eye ended up getting counted out of the contender's rumble as they just continued to fight on the outside.
Terry: We just heard Bishop Black say there's no animosity or hatred between him and Dead Eye, but I'm not buying it.
Davis: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, weighing in at three hundred and twenty pounds, from Oklahoma City, Oklahoma... BISHOP BLACK!
"Sweat" by Blacktop Mojo blasts through the arena as the lights dim slightly. Bishop Black steps out from the back and raises his arm high as he lets out a growl. Miko Lee walks up beside him and gives his chest a few pats before she looks out at the crowd and yells "WHO'S READY FOR THE BIG BEAR?" After a big cheer, he stomps his foot down on the ramp, lets out a roar, then makes his way down to the ring. Bishop heads inside the ring as Miko hops up on the apron. She gives him a quick kiss on the cheek, then takes his shirt and hops back down.
Davis: His opponent, he weighs in at one hundred and ninety-five pounds, from Paradise, Nevada... DEAD EYE!
As "Fire" starts to play, smoke billows from the entrance-way. Dead Eye steps out from behind the smoke, snapping his fingers, then clapping. As he makes his way down the ramp, he alternates the snaps and claps while his walk is in a dance rhythm. He climbs up the steps and onto the turnbuckle, dropping his head a bit for the hood of his hoodie to flip over to cover his head. As he quickly lifts his head, throwing the hoodie's hood back, he executes his patented "shots fired" motion and front flips off the buckle into the ring.
DING DING DING
Bishop and Dead Eye circle for a bit, give each other a simple nod of the head, a quick handshake and then lock up. Bishop is able to power Dead Eye back into the ropes and the ref quickly calls for the break. Bishop backs off, but then it looks like he's gonna throw a punch. Instead, he takes a few more steps back and welcomes Dead Eye to lock up once more. Dead Eye goes in for the lock-up, but ducks under and delivers a dropkick to the back of the big man. Bishop stumbles forward into the ropes a bit, bounces back and Dead Eye uses that momentum to hit a massive German suplex, dropping Bishop right on his head. Dead Eye quickly covers
ONE...
TWO...
THR - KICK OUT!
London: Dead Eye with a very close one there, after that nasty looking move.
Terry: He is going to have to use speed, momentum, and agility to take this one.
London: For sure, Bishop has the size and power in this one, and is a very athletic man for his size.
Terry: From a physical standpoint, I would say Dead Eye is outmatched, but moves like that can easily give him the advantage.
Dead Eye pulls Bishop back to his feet, delivers a few quick palm strikes to the chest, then follows up with a big enziguri that rocks the big bear. Dead Eye hooks Bishop for a suplex, but it's blocked. Dead Eye goes for it again and it's blocked once again. The third time is not the charm for Dead Eye as Bishop blocks once more shoves Dead Eye off and delivers a massive European uppercut. Bishop follows with a running crossbody and goes right into the pin, for a close two count. Bishop stays on the attack with a massive sidewalk slam and again floats into a pin attempt, for another 2 count. Bishop sends Dead Eye into the corner and charges in with a splash, but Dead Eye slips out of the way and the big bear crashes into the corner. Dead Eye leaps up onto his shoulders looking for The Convulsion. Bishop manages to grab the top rope, halting Dead Eye's momentum. Dead Eye rolls off and catches a huge back elbow from Bishop. Bishop slips behind and goes for a German suplex, but Dead Eye rushes forward, quickly slips under Bishop and deposits the big man outside the ring.
London: Dead Eye continued to use his intelligence to keep this thing on even footing.
Terry: Both men very talented, but Dead Eye showing that ring savvy and really working to neutralize the size and power of Black.
London: Definitely not the first time he has been up against a much larger opponent, sure it won't be the last either.
Dead Eye hits the ropes, charges it Bishop, leaps over and looks for the hurricanrana, but Bishop catches him with The Mauling on the floor. Bishop takes a few seconds to recover, then rolls back inside the ring. With the ref at a count of five, it looks like Bishop could win this by count-out, but he waves the ref off and tells him to stop. Dead Eye is slowly getting to his feet when Bishop hits the ropes, charges to the other side and goes flying to the outside with a massive suicide dive. Bishop pulls Dead Eye up to his feet and catches a palm thrust for his trouble. Bishop fires back with a forearm shot and Dead Eye comes back with a stiff chop. Another forearm from the big bear and another chop from the former champ.
Terry: These two are picking up right where they left off in the contenders' rumble, and once again they seem to be ignoring the count.
EIGHT
Bishop hits a European uppercut that spins Dead Eye around, but he keeps spinning and delivers back fist to Black.
NINE
Bishop fires right back with a series of forearms using both arms to rock Dead Eye. Dead Eye manages to block the first and catches the second, wrenches the arm of Bishop and uses the barricade to deliver an arm drag that sends Bishop crashing into the opposite side barricade.
TEN
DING DING DING
Davis: This match has been ruled NO CONTEST as a result of a double count-out.
Bishop and Dead Eye look to the ring and the ref, then back at each other. They charge right at each other, each delivering a big forearm shot. They are trading punches once more as security runs down to try and break them up. Bishop shoves them off and levels one of them with the Sleeping Pill Lariat as Dead Eye floors another with a superkick. They immediately go back to trading punches as more security rushes down along with the newest RSW signing Z. The security is quickly shoved to the side, then both Bishop and Dead Eye turn to Z and deliver a punch. Z pops back to his feet and it's now a three-way fight. The security that was already down there all get back up as even more run down and they are finally able to separate the three men.
Terry: What in the hell just happened? Bishop Black and Dead Eye clearly just wanted to fight, Z decided to come down and try and help break things up and then he ended up in the thick of it.
London: You had two men who were both hungry for a win that love a good challenge, then you add in a young man eager to prove himself here and it became even more of a powder keg.
Terry: Something has to be done about this. Hopefully, a solution is found soon.
High up in a luxury box inside the PPG Paints Arena, a cameraman is dragged inside as we see that it has been completely draped off and is housing The Monarchy for the night.
Shields: Here, since one of you was gonna find us eventually, I figured I would just bring you here and get this over with. Now, why are we using this luxury box instead of a dressing room like normal? Because this is shittsburgh and all the locker rooms were just as terrible as this crap ass town. This was the only thing even remotely suitable for the greatest group of wrestlers ever assembled. Look what you have here. The World Heavyweight Champion of the entire World, the two most talented and sexiest women to ever walk this planet, an absolute beast in my boy Alijah Pryce, and Zetta is pretty good too.
Zetta gives a slight roll of her eyes as Pryce stands up with a scowl plastered across his face.
Shields: Calm down big man, I was just joking. Zetta is obviously more like Lilly than the other Rose sisters. Talent looks, and I gotta admit I was impressed with what she did in that crazy fight she and Alijah had. In this room are the five best people in all of RSW and wrestling period.
Pryce: Yea, which makes me wonder why you picked Basch to fight Barnhart tonight.
Shields: Two reasons, I got some bullshit about not being able to choose a Monarchy member, and this way those two jackasses beat each other up.
Sela had sprawled herself out on a couch nearby as was her seemingly usual position.
Sela: I was tired of looking at his dopey face anyway. You know he takes things too seriously. At least Vinnie, ah when he screamed there was a certain tone that made the pain of facing them worth it. Can't say the same though for having to face Weaponized Nerd Rage and Era of Excellence. Seriously could someone tell me how to weaponize nerd rage? I'm kind of a nerd after all. Yes, I said it, I'm a bit of a nerd.
Lilly: I’m more focused on Jessa, I did help train her some. I don’t care if she went to Squires, I was her first teacher and it’s time to put the student down.
Zetta looks at Lilly uncomfortable.
Zetta: Ummm…..
Lilly laughs.
Lilly: You have nothing to worry about Zetta.
Sela: You are family in more ways than one after all. There are plenty of playmates to choose from tonight. Maybe I'll play with the ego rat Jessa's about to marry.
Pryce: Alls I know is I’m putting one of them through the damn ring. I don’t care who, when, or how, but I’m gonna make it happen.
Pryce cracks his knuckles before smiling.
Pryce: Then maybe I’ll help you out and do the same thing to Barnhart later tonight. Or maybe break his jaw. They would probably give me a medal for that.
Shields: I will take care of Barnhart soon enough. You just focus on this eight man tonight. It shouldn’t be too much trouble though. Each of you individually is better than the four of them combined and I’m pretty sure you all will get along better than they will. Lilly and Zetta are sisters, you and Zetta finally figured out you wanted to fuck more than fight, and Lilly and Sela…
Shields stands up, walks over to the couch the two of them are seated on and sits down between the two of them, wrapping an arm around each of their shoulders.
Shields: There has never been a duo quite like the Monarchy Queens.
Lilly: Do I really need to hear about them fucking….
Zetta laughs while looking at Alijah.
Zetta: Yes you do. I heard enough about you with Sela and Matt, you can hear about me and my big guy.
Zetta sticks her tongue out at Lilly who shakes her head. Sela giggles and goes over to hug Lilly.
Sela: I wouldn't think too hard on it baby. Let them have their fun.
Pryce: Trust me, we have A LOT of fun. Unless I forget the safe word, but sometimes that does end up being fun too.
Shields: I told you to make it something easy to remember like tangerine or flugelhorn.
Pryce: Those aren’t easy to remember, and I was just joking around to mess with Lilly.
Shields:... Uhm… I was joking too.
Shields looks around the room very quickly before grabbing a bottle of water and taking a giant sip. Sela holds Lilly close.
Sela: Safe words suck the fun out. I'm going out. Gotta get ready after all.
Sela gives both Lilly and Matt a kiss before she heads out.
Lilly: I’m going to end up hurting you all soon.
Lilly shakes her head, before heading out too. Zetta starts laughing.
Zetta: She’ll get over it eventually.
Pryce: She’s gonna have to.
Pryce smirks as he stands and offers Zetta his hand.
Shields: Go out and show all of them just how powerful The Monarchy is.
Zetta smirks.
Zetta: I’m not part of Monarchy, and those tag titles would look pretty good around Alijah and my waists…
Zetta starts to head out of the room as Shields gives a slight chuckle and heads over to his gear to choose tonights look before he watches the four of them battle the makeshift group they’ve been put up against.