CULT S01E11
Pyro Blasts around the Bell Centre because English was too dumb to realize the arena he had booked was demolished years ago. Sure he lost a bit of cash – but it’s whatever. Anyway here we are at the home of the Montreal Canadiens – fans cheering and screaming and shit as Never Going Under by Circa Waves rings out through the speakers.
Sting: Welcome to the 11th edition of CULT Wrestling… LADDER DAY SAINTS! Tonight we have some amazing matches in the line up.
Foote: That’s right Stacy girl…
Sting: Don’t ever call me that.
Foote: Alright dear! We have a Triple Cage Match main event as Serenity Holmes takes on Alice Gemini to crown a rightful New World Champion once and for all.
Sting: We also have the Snuff Championship on the line in a Tasers, Chains and Ladders match… I think you are seeing the theme. Chester Roosevelt takes on Veronica Strader.
Foote: JJ Slayer puts the CULT Classic Championship on the line against Ace Sky. Sky could catch lightning in a bottle here tonight and begin his first run as a champion in this company.
Sting: And lets not forget how this show is being kicked off. A six way ladder match for the chance to pick a championship to challenge for at any show in Season II of CULT.
Sting: Welcome to the 11th edition of CULT Wrestling… LADDER DAY SAINTS! Tonight we have some amazing matches in the line up.
Foote: That’s right Stacy girl…
Sting: Don’t ever call me that.
Foote: Alright dear! We have a Triple Cage Match main event as Serenity Holmes takes on Alice Gemini to crown a rightful New World Champion once and for all.
Sting: We also have the Snuff Championship on the line in a Tasers, Chains and Ladders match… I think you are seeing the theme. Chester Roosevelt takes on Veronica Strader.
Foote: JJ Slayer puts the CULT Classic Championship on the line against Ace Sky. Sky could catch lightning in a bottle here tonight and begin his first run as a champion in this company.
Sting: And lets not forget how this show is being kicked off. A six way ladder match for the chance to pick a championship to challenge for at any show in Season II of CULT.
Set up ladders line each side of the ring as six competitors stand in the ring eyeing up one another and occasionally looking up the briefcase above the ring.
Foote: We are kicking off this show with a huge match – setting someone up to be a future star in this company. All they have to do is win a ladder match against five other people.
Sting: It’s going to be a hell of a fight. It’s a lot of debuting star power in one ring all fighting for the chance to call their shot at any title at any show in Season II of CULT.
DING! DING! DING!
After a complete melee the wrestlers find pairs. Maloney is chopping the fuck out of Cassidy Hobbs in one of the corners. MDM is exchanging blows with Chaney in the middle of the ring. Vebbins and Romero battle it out on the ring apron. Suddenly Vebbins drops off the apron confusing Romero as she yanks his leg causing him to fall spine first on the corner of the ring. Webbing gives Romero a few stiff kicks, until her grabs her leg and twists in into a leg lock. Vebbins kicks at him with her other foot to break free – but she has no luck. Then she yanks a ladder and it falls right across the chest of Romero giving her a few moments to recuperate.
Foote: Everyone has a date to dance with tonight.
Chaney has MDM in a bear hug in the middle of the ring – MDM cracks the PWE top champion with a head butt to the bridge of the nose. Chaney lets him go – MDM with a wild closeline – Chaney counters with an STO. Chaney turns his back to go and break up the fight with Hobbs and Maloney – but he is folded in half with a half and half suplex from an retaliating MDM.
Sting: Someone better be hoping for a lucky opening if they plan to win this one.
Hobbs with a thumb to the eye breaking up Maloney’s offense. Snap suplex from Hobbs, and he lays down some mean boots on the Warmonger. Maloney is back up and Hobbs runs and slams her face down with a running bulldog. He’s taunting a little too much giving Maloney a chance to recover. She hits him with a couple forearms and then hoists him up – she has him over her head in an amazing feet of strength holding Hobbs in a Gorilla press as the crowd cheers at the sheer display of athleticism.
Foote: If she was a couple feet taller this would actually be dangerous.
Maloney slams Hobbs down. She flexes and turns around to end the end of a ladder driven into her face hole by MDM. Maloney is down and MDM slams the ladder down into her ribs. Hobbs clubs MDM across the back and starts feeding him wild rights and lefts. When Hobbs reaches the corner – Romero on the apron pulls his face down into the turnbuckle then locks him in an octopus across the ropes. Romero is pulling and bending Hobbs. Maloney making the best of the situation runs and spears the midsection of Hobbs causing Romero to break the hold and fall to the outside. Full nelson slam from Chaney on MDM – the back of his head nailing the matt. Maloney grabs Chaney and hits a belly to belly suplex right on to a flat ladder. Maloney grabs the ladder as if she is going to set it up – but off the top rope comes Vebbins with an ax handle to the top of the head stunning the Warmonger. Vebbins off the ropes and hits a tilt-a-whirl headscissors takedown. The crowd is in a frenzy for Vebbins.
Sting: She’s the last one standing right now and she just needs to get up that ladder.
Vebbins sets the ladder up and starts climbing but doesn’t get too far before Romero hits her with an electric chair drop. Chaney swings Romero around, but Knockout Supreme is ready. Romero unleashes a flurry on Chaney… standing head kick then a thigh kick, followed by a pump kick sending Chaney into the ropes – bouncing back Romero hits a big boot.
Foote: I can get behind this fucker… pretty savage in the ring.
MDM gets an exploder suplex from Romero. MDM back up through hitting a combo of kicks and punches. Romero walks through them and takes MDM down with a hip toss before locking in an arm bar. It’s broken up with a leg drop from Hobbs across the throat of Romero. Chaney is setting a few tables up on the outside… one for every person in the match. Back in the ring Hobbs is stomping a mudhole in Romero. Vebbins clobbers Hobbs, so he turns his attention to her. He hits her with a few forearms, then a kick to the gut and stump puller piledriver.
Sting: This is complete chaos. It’s unclear who is getting the advantage. Everyone is getting their shit in.
Maloney pushes Chaney into the ring post on the outside after he has set up about six tables. Chaney is bleeding and dazed – Maloney with a German suplex sending Chaney through one of his tables – splinters fly into the crowd.
Foote: WHAT!? No one makes Allen Chaney split his own wood! Warmonger is on the warpath!
Hobbs and MDM are on top of one of the ladders now – both striking each other and trying to get their fingers on the briefcase at the same time. Then MDM pulls out all the stops – sunset flip powerbomb causing Hobbs to crash to the canvas. Seeing an opening Vebbins starts climbing the ladder. Maloney is now on the other side trying to catch up to Vebbins. Az has her hands on the belt – but there Maloney is just in time to deliver a few strikes. Maloney pulls Vebbins head down into the ladder. She shoves her off but as she falls Romero leaps off the ropes and onto the rungs of the ladder. He hits a few elbows then flips upside down locking in a triangle choke variation on Maloney. Maloney is fading and losing grip on the ladder. MDM off the turnbuckle with a dropkick to the upside down Romero knocking the ladder over.
Sting: This is just a car wreck and I can’t look away. Everyone is giving this one their heart and soul.
Foote: Everyone wants to establish themselves in this company. This is becoming the place to be… this is the place to make your name in professional wrestling. It’s the hottest ticket in town and lord knows that won’t last forever.
MDM puts a ladder between the top and bottom rope setting it up like a table in corner. Vebbins hits from behind – eventually the pair find their way to the top turnbuckle. MDM grabs Vebbins and lifts her in a suplex then drops her down with a brainbuster onto the ladder below. Vebbins head slips between to rungs and shes hung up by her shoulders before she folds and rolls out of the ring.
Sting: What a move from Murphy Doyle Maher.
Foote: I don’t trust guys with three names… might kill a president or something.
Romero is up now and MDM sees him coming – cuts him off with a knee and locks up both arms and starts hitting headbutt after headbutt. Chaney grabs the legs of Maloney hauling her under the ropes and strikes her a few times before pulling her in for a snap suplex – right through a table. Chaney holds on and bring them both up hitting another suplex through a table… one more time he bring them both to their feet for a third suplex… you guessed it right through another fucking table.
Sting: Chaney returned the favor three fold for Maloney putting him through a table earlier.
Romero with a european uppercut on MDM. Then Romero hits a combo double v trigger followed by a rolling elbow. Chaney and MDM are squaring off now. Romero keeps his mean streak going by delivering a superkick to the chin of Chaney. A tiger suplex from Romero now. He hooks Chaney up for the ripcord roaring elbow when both men are taken out by a ladder wielding Cassidy Hobbs.
Foote: Hobbs wasting no time now as he climbs for the chance at gold.
Hobbs has his fingers on the case now – he’s about to unclip it. Vebbins grabs his leg and pulls it, Hobbs smashes his dumb face off a few rungs on the way down. Vebbins climbs the ladder now, Hobbs yanks her down. Vebbins pulls him in with a crucifix DDT laying him out. She starts climbing again. Hobbs hauls her down and closelines her out of the ring. Romero and Chaney have set up a ladder and are battling it out in the middle of the ring. Hobbs sets a ladder up beside them and climbs it. Maloney makes her way into the ring and climbs the otherside to meet him at the top. MDM now sets up a third ladder on the other side of Chaney and Romero and climbs that. Vebbins gets in the ring to meet MDM at the top.
Sting: All six competitors in the air just fingertips away from destiny.
Everyone is swinging wild on the to[p of the ladders. Hobbs and Maloney head butt each other at the same time. Hobbs follows it up with an eye rake then cracks Maloney’s head off the ladder three times. She falls to the canvas. MDM and Vebbins battling, MDM throws her down causing her to land pussy first across the top rope.
Foote: Put that rope on Ebay!
Romero is hitting Chaney with all he has, but the blood stained comedian keeps coming back with strikes of his own. Hoobs leaps and grabs Romero by the back hauling him off his ladder with a German suplex. Chaney kicks the ladder beside him sending MDM all the way down to the outside. Hobbs back up the ladder on the other side of Chaney who just starts biting the forehead of Hobbs – Chaney snaps Hobbs’ face off the ladder. Hobbs sways and sways – then The Comedian blows and Hobbs falls off the ladder selling like crazy legs just kicking before he hits the mat and goes limp. Chaney reaches up and grabs the case.
DING! DING! DING!
Anderson: The WINNER of THE HIGHWAY ROBBERY LADDER MATCH ALLEN CHANEY!
Sting: What a debut for Allen Chaney.
Foote; What an effort from all these assholes that was a hell of a match and I can see all of these dickheads as mainstays in CULT for 2023.
Allen smirks jumping down from the ladder with the case as his music plays through the arena. He wipes the blood out of his eyes as he hoists the case up.
Sting: Champions better be on notice for Season II of CULT because Allen Chaney is coming for gold at any show of his choosing.
Foote: We are kicking off this show with a huge match – setting someone up to be a future star in this company. All they have to do is win a ladder match against five other people.
Sting: It’s going to be a hell of a fight. It’s a lot of debuting star power in one ring all fighting for the chance to call their shot at any title at any show in Season II of CULT.
DING! DING! DING!
After a complete melee the wrestlers find pairs. Maloney is chopping the fuck out of Cassidy Hobbs in one of the corners. MDM is exchanging blows with Chaney in the middle of the ring. Vebbins and Romero battle it out on the ring apron. Suddenly Vebbins drops off the apron confusing Romero as she yanks his leg causing him to fall spine first on the corner of the ring. Webbing gives Romero a few stiff kicks, until her grabs her leg and twists in into a leg lock. Vebbins kicks at him with her other foot to break free – but she has no luck. Then she yanks a ladder and it falls right across the chest of Romero giving her a few moments to recuperate.
Foote: Everyone has a date to dance with tonight.
Chaney has MDM in a bear hug in the middle of the ring – MDM cracks the PWE top champion with a head butt to the bridge of the nose. Chaney lets him go – MDM with a wild closeline – Chaney counters with an STO. Chaney turns his back to go and break up the fight with Hobbs and Maloney – but he is folded in half with a half and half suplex from an retaliating MDM.
Sting: Someone better be hoping for a lucky opening if they plan to win this one.
Hobbs with a thumb to the eye breaking up Maloney’s offense. Snap suplex from Hobbs, and he lays down some mean boots on the Warmonger. Maloney is back up and Hobbs runs and slams her face down with a running bulldog. He’s taunting a little too much giving Maloney a chance to recover. She hits him with a couple forearms and then hoists him up – she has him over her head in an amazing feet of strength holding Hobbs in a Gorilla press as the crowd cheers at the sheer display of athleticism.
Foote: If she was a couple feet taller this would actually be dangerous.
Maloney slams Hobbs down. She flexes and turns around to end the end of a ladder driven into her face hole by MDM. Maloney is down and MDM slams the ladder down into her ribs. Hobbs clubs MDM across the back and starts feeding him wild rights and lefts. When Hobbs reaches the corner – Romero on the apron pulls his face down into the turnbuckle then locks him in an octopus across the ropes. Romero is pulling and bending Hobbs. Maloney making the best of the situation runs and spears the midsection of Hobbs causing Romero to break the hold and fall to the outside. Full nelson slam from Chaney on MDM – the back of his head nailing the matt. Maloney grabs Chaney and hits a belly to belly suplex right on to a flat ladder. Maloney grabs the ladder as if she is going to set it up – but off the top rope comes Vebbins with an ax handle to the top of the head stunning the Warmonger. Vebbins off the ropes and hits a tilt-a-whirl headscissors takedown. The crowd is in a frenzy for Vebbins.
Sting: She’s the last one standing right now and she just needs to get up that ladder.
Vebbins sets the ladder up and starts climbing but doesn’t get too far before Romero hits her with an electric chair drop. Chaney swings Romero around, but Knockout Supreme is ready. Romero unleashes a flurry on Chaney… standing head kick then a thigh kick, followed by a pump kick sending Chaney into the ropes – bouncing back Romero hits a big boot.
Foote: I can get behind this fucker… pretty savage in the ring.
MDM gets an exploder suplex from Romero. MDM back up through hitting a combo of kicks and punches. Romero walks through them and takes MDM down with a hip toss before locking in an arm bar. It’s broken up with a leg drop from Hobbs across the throat of Romero. Chaney is setting a few tables up on the outside… one for every person in the match. Back in the ring Hobbs is stomping a mudhole in Romero. Vebbins clobbers Hobbs, so he turns his attention to her. He hits her with a few forearms, then a kick to the gut and stump puller piledriver.
Sting: This is complete chaos. It’s unclear who is getting the advantage. Everyone is getting their shit in.
Maloney pushes Chaney into the ring post on the outside after he has set up about six tables. Chaney is bleeding and dazed – Maloney with a German suplex sending Chaney through one of his tables – splinters fly into the crowd.
Foote: WHAT!? No one makes Allen Chaney split his own wood! Warmonger is on the warpath!
Hobbs and MDM are on top of one of the ladders now – both striking each other and trying to get their fingers on the briefcase at the same time. Then MDM pulls out all the stops – sunset flip powerbomb causing Hobbs to crash to the canvas. Seeing an opening Vebbins starts climbing the ladder. Maloney is now on the other side trying to catch up to Vebbins. Az has her hands on the belt – but there Maloney is just in time to deliver a few strikes. Maloney pulls Vebbins head down into the ladder. She shoves her off but as she falls Romero leaps off the ropes and onto the rungs of the ladder. He hits a few elbows then flips upside down locking in a triangle choke variation on Maloney. Maloney is fading and losing grip on the ladder. MDM off the turnbuckle with a dropkick to the upside down Romero knocking the ladder over.
Sting: This is just a car wreck and I can’t look away. Everyone is giving this one their heart and soul.
Foote: Everyone wants to establish themselves in this company. This is becoming the place to be… this is the place to make your name in professional wrestling. It’s the hottest ticket in town and lord knows that won’t last forever.
MDM puts a ladder between the top and bottom rope setting it up like a table in corner. Vebbins hits from behind – eventually the pair find their way to the top turnbuckle. MDM grabs Vebbins and lifts her in a suplex then drops her down with a brainbuster onto the ladder below. Vebbins head slips between to rungs and shes hung up by her shoulders before she folds and rolls out of the ring.
Sting: What a move from Murphy Doyle Maher.
Foote: I don’t trust guys with three names… might kill a president or something.
Romero is up now and MDM sees him coming – cuts him off with a knee and locks up both arms and starts hitting headbutt after headbutt. Chaney grabs the legs of Maloney hauling her under the ropes and strikes her a few times before pulling her in for a snap suplex – right through a table. Chaney holds on and bring them both up hitting another suplex through a table… one more time he bring them both to their feet for a third suplex… you guessed it right through another fucking table.
Sting: Chaney returned the favor three fold for Maloney putting him through a table earlier.
Romero with a european uppercut on MDM. Then Romero hits a combo double v trigger followed by a rolling elbow. Chaney and MDM are squaring off now. Romero keeps his mean streak going by delivering a superkick to the chin of Chaney. A tiger suplex from Romero now. He hooks Chaney up for the ripcord roaring elbow when both men are taken out by a ladder wielding Cassidy Hobbs.
Foote: Hobbs wasting no time now as he climbs for the chance at gold.
Hobbs has his fingers on the case now – he’s about to unclip it. Vebbins grabs his leg and pulls it, Hobbs smashes his dumb face off a few rungs on the way down. Vebbins climbs the ladder now, Hobbs yanks her down. Vebbins pulls him in with a crucifix DDT laying him out. She starts climbing again. Hobbs hauls her down and closelines her out of the ring. Romero and Chaney have set up a ladder and are battling it out in the middle of the ring. Hobbs sets a ladder up beside them and climbs it. Maloney makes her way into the ring and climbs the otherside to meet him at the top. MDM now sets up a third ladder on the other side of Chaney and Romero and climbs that. Vebbins gets in the ring to meet MDM at the top.
Sting: All six competitors in the air just fingertips away from destiny.
Everyone is swinging wild on the to[p of the ladders. Hobbs and Maloney head butt each other at the same time. Hobbs follows it up with an eye rake then cracks Maloney’s head off the ladder three times. She falls to the canvas. MDM and Vebbins battling, MDM throws her down causing her to land pussy first across the top rope.
Foote: Put that rope on Ebay!
Romero is hitting Chaney with all he has, but the blood stained comedian keeps coming back with strikes of his own. Hoobs leaps and grabs Romero by the back hauling him off his ladder with a German suplex. Chaney kicks the ladder beside him sending MDM all the way down to the outside. Hobbs back up the ladder on the other side of Chaney who just starts biting the forehead of Hobbs – Chaney snaps Hobbs’ face off the ladder. Hobbs sways and sways – then The Comedian blows and Hobbs falls off the ladder selling like crazy legs just kicking before he hits the mat and goes limp. Chaney reaches up and grabs the case.
DING! DING! DING!
Anderson: The WINNER of THE HIGHWAY ROBBERY LADDER MATCH ALLEN CHANEY!
Sting: What a debut for Allen Chaney.
Foote; What an effort from all these assholes that was a hell of a match and I can see all of these dickheads as mainstays in CULT for 2023.
Allen smirks jumping down from the ladder with the case as his music plays through the arena. He wipes the blood out of his eyes as he hoists the case up.
Sting: Champions better be on notice for Season II of CULT because Allen Chaney is coming for gold at any show of his choosing.
DING! DING! DING!
The match starts off with the two circling one another. Lissie moves within range and catches Craig with a quick one-two followed by a miss as he slides out of the ring.
Foote: The People's Champion wants no part of that.
Sting: Is that a real belt?
As Craig begins to argue with someone ringside about their choice of soda, Lissie decides she’s had enough and bombards him with a vicious suicida. She picks him up and replants him with a DDT before rolling him back into the ring.
Foote: It’s not looking good for the champion.
Sting: The champion of what?
Foote: The People.
A two count and Craig kicks out, Hope steps back and situates herself down in a three point stance.
Foote: She’s bringing a bit of the gridiron into the ring.
Lissie rushes forward, looking for the spear only to be caught in a gutwrench that sees the Blackheart planted hard with a spinning sit down powerbomb that gets a two.
Sting: Not getting Lissie that easily!
Foote: Wait, who is this?
Jumping over the guardrail, a heavyset man wearing a houndstooth mask makes his way towards the steps. Craig and Lissie haven’t noticed, the latter having once again taken advantage of her experience as she rolls the larger man up for a pin. A quick kick out and the two reach their feet, just in time to see the smiling man. Confused, Lissie cannot help, but watch as he smashes the wood down onto the People's Champions' face. The referee calls for the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
Anderson: The winner of this match by disqualification, Craig Cogan!
In the ring, the hacksaw wielding man has gotten a mic, loudly addressing the audience.
Randy: As you can see, my name is Smackjaw Tim Duncan. I am h-
Before he can get started, Hope shoves him from behind. Randy turns, eyes wide, but the fury of Hope overtakes him and he tumbled to his back. As the People's Champion comes to, he sees the two scuffling and goes to pull Lissie off of the flailing man, only to receive an elbow as thanks. Lissie follows up with two rights, but Randy catches her in a full nelson.
Sting: This doesn’t look good…
Foote: Looks like Lissie has some backup.
Hitting the ring at full speed, Addy A slides in - first sending Craig flying through the ropes and to ringside, followed by dislocating Lissie by hitting Randy with a stiff right. Holding his nose, he swiftly exits the ring, pulling Craig to his feet before retreating up the ramp. Hot on their heels, Addy and Lissie almost make it to the back but a pair of Japanese girls step from the back, halting their pursuit.
Sting: Who is THIS?
Kaede watches stone-faced, while the girl known as Haru merely smiles as the scene moves to commercial.
The match starts off with the two circling one another. Lissie moves within range and catches Craig with a quick one-two followed by a miss as he slides out of the ring.
Foote: The People's Champion wants no part of that.
Sting: Is that a real belt?
As Craig begins to argue with someone ringside about their choice of soda, Lissie decides she’s had enough and bombards him with a vicious suicida. She picks him up and replants him with a DDT before rolling him back into the ring.
Foote: It’s not looking good for the champion.
Sting: The champion of what?
Foote: The People.
A two count and Craig kicks out, Hope steps back and situates herself down in a three point stance.
Foote: She’s bringing a bit of the gridiron into the ring.
Lissie rushes forward, looking for the spear only to be caught in a gutwrench that sees the Blackheart planted hard with a spinning sit down powerbomb that gets a two.
Sting: Not getting Lissie that easily!
Foote: Wait, who is this?
Jumping over the guardrail, a heavyset man wearing a houndstooth mask makes his way towards the steps. Craig and Lissie haven’t noticed, the latter having once again taken advantage of her experience as she rolls the larger man up for a pin. A quick kick out and the two reach their feet, just in time to see the smiling man. Confused, Lissie cannot help, but watch as he smashes the wood down onto the People's Champions' face. The referee calls for the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
Anderson: The winner of this match by disqualification, Craig Cogan!
In the ring, the hacksaw wielding man has gotten a mic, loudly addressing the audience.
Randy: As you can see, my name is Smackjaw Tim Duncan. I am h-
Before he can get started, Hope shoves him from behind. Randy turns, eyes wide, but the fury of Hope overtakes him and he tumbled to his back. As the People's Champion comes to, he sees the two scuffling and goes to pull Lissie off of the flailing man, only to receive an elbow as thanks. Lissie follows up with two rights, but Randy catches her in a full nelson.
Sting: This doesn’t look good…
Foote: Looks like Lissie has some backup.
Hitting the ring at full speed, Addy A slides in - first sending Craig flying through the ropes and to ringside, followed by dislocating Lissie by hitting Randy with a stiff right. Holding his nose, he swiftly exits the ring, pulling Craig to his feet before retreating up the ramp. Hot on their heels, Addy and Lissie almost make it to the back but a pair of Japanese girls step from the back, halting their pursuit.
Sting: Who is THIS?
Kaede watches stone-faced, while the girl known as Haru merely smiles as the scene moves to commercial.
The arena goes dark and then is light up with the cracking tip of a cigarette on the big screen. As the camera pans out English is revealed, sitting in some shitty bar he looks into the camera shaking his head.
English: What a fucking dissappointment. You sign someone to a lucrative contract and you expect them to perform. I gave Lisse Hope a warm up match against Craig Cogan of all people and she just couldn’t get the job done.
English shakes his head tapping ashes off his cigarette.
English: What would Daddy Denzel say about this? We have a mach coming up at the Denzel Porter Invitational and you… someone who puts ASSES IN SEATS! SOMEONE WHO HAS BECOME A COMMERICAL SUPERSTAR… can’t even beat a fucking CULT mid-carder. See… he put your name on the posters… not mine. You got the glowing smile, the tits… the ass… the marketability. Guys like me… well… we need to build our own stage in order to have a live microphone on our hands. But that ends soon…
English takes a few puffs off his cigarette before continuing.
English: Last month when I beat Datura in the middle of the house I built… there you were… to ruin a perfect fucking night. An eye for an eye I guess. Some could say I am the reason you aren’t the New World Champion right now. See I didn’t like shiny things like you invading where dark mold like me fucking thrives. Now, now you’ve made me infect the waters of the mainstream. Now, I’ll be live in front of thousands, streamlined in front of millions… I get the honor of deforming Lissie… of destroying Hope before your eyes.
English flicks the cigarette at the screen as the feed fades back to the show.
English: What a fucking dissappointment. You sign someone to a lucrative contract and you expect them to perform. I gave Lisse Hope a warm up match against Craig Cogan of all people and she just couldn’t get the job done.
English shakes his head tapping ashes off his cigarette.
English: What would Daddy Denzel say about this? We have a mach coming up at the Denzel Porter Invitational and you… someone who puts ASSES IN SEATS! SOMEONE WHO HAS BECOME A COMMERICAL SUPERSTAR… can’t even beat a fucking CULT mid-carder. See… he put your name on the posters… not mine. You got the glowing smile, the tits… the ass… the marketability. Guys like me… well… we need to build our own stage in order to have a live microphone on our hands. But that ends soon…
English takes a few puffs off his cigarette before continuing.
English: Last month when I beat Datura in the middle of the house I built… there you were… to ruin a perfect fucking night. An eye for an eye I guess. Some could say I am the reason you aren’t the New World Champion right now. See I didn’t like shiny things like you invading where dark mold like me fucking thrives. Now, now you’ve made me infect the waters of the mainstream. Now, I’ll be live in front of thousands, streamlined in front of millions… I get the honor of deforming Lissie… of destroying Hope before your eyes.
English flicks the cigarette at the screen as the feed fades back to the show.
Foote: Some dangerous words from Casanova English directed at Lissie Hope before this match.
Sting: I know everyone in CULT will be glued to the Denzel Porter Invitational to watch this one.
Foote: But now back to the action and the return of the first SNUFF Champion… Max Daemon.
DING! DING! DING!
The bell kicks off the match and Max begins with a fury of blows, forcing Lexi into the corner. A spinning backhand plants her on her rear and Max moves to the other corner. Barely moving out of the way of a knee, Lexi is able to push herself towards the center of the ring. As she turns, however, she catches a springboard crossbody full on.
Sting: Planted her!
Max foregoes the pin attempt, knowing well how far he has to go, instead mounting his opponent- raining down blows.
Foote: She’s gotta get out of there!
Sting: There’s nowhere to go!
Lexi is able to wiggle free, getting to her feet. Max moves to catch her wrist, resulting in her turning and returning him to the mat with a stiff clothesline. She pulls him up by his hair before hefting him up for a suplex, only for Max to get free. He drops behind her, sees his opportunity to strike, then leaps onto her back - bringing her down onto her knees.
Foote: He’s got the Arbiter locked in!
Sting: Lexi is looking for the rope, but that can’t help her here!
She struggles, but the more she tries to pull away, the more she exposes her neck, allowing him to fully cinch in. The referee checks her arm for a response, but it looks like lights out. He calls for the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
Anderson: The winner of this match by technical knockout, MAX Daeeeeemoooooon
Sting: I know everyone in CULT will be glued to the Denzel Porter Invitational to watch this one.
Foote: But now back to the action and the return of the first SNUFF Champion… Max Daemon.
DING! DING! DING!
The bell kicks off the match and Max begins with a fury of blows, forcing Lexi into the corner. A spinning backhand plants her on her rear and Max moves to the other corner. Barely moving out of the way of a knee, Lexi is able to push herself towards the center of the ring. As she turns, however, she catches a springboard crossbody full on.
Sting: Planted her!
Max foregoes the pin attempt, knowing well how far he has to go, instead mounting his opponent- raining down blows.
Foote: She’s gotta get out of there!
Sting: There’s nowhere to go!
Lexi is able to wiggle free, getting to her feet. Max moves to catch her wrist, resulting in her turning and returning him to the mat with a stiff clothesline. She pulls him up by his hair before hefting him up for a suplex, only for Max to get free. He drops behind her, sees his opportunity to strike, then leaps onto her back - bringing her down onto her knees.
Foote: He’s got the Arbiter locked in!
Sting: Lexi is looking for the rope, but that can’t help her here!
She struggles, but the more she tries to pull away, the more she exposes her neck, allowing him to fully cinch in. The referee checks her arm for a response, but it looks like lights out. He calls for the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
Anderson: The winner of this match by technical knockout, MAX Daeeeeemoooooon
DING! DING! DING!
The bell rings and in the tradition of honor, Jennie and Adrienne shake hands and step back to their respective corner. With a nod, they begin the traditional circling that one comes to expect when watching a wrestling match.
Sting: You can almost see Beaufort signing a breath of relief as we get started here.
Foote: A straight up match, just like she wanted!
The two exchange a quick series of holds, each one resulting in a one count. An ankle pick sees Adrienne take the advantage, lifting the Siren up before planting her down hard in a modified belly-to-back. Jennie is back to her feet, rushing forward only to meet not one, but two arm drags. A third sees Adreienne hold on, wrenching the arm of Fenix.
Sting: I’m impressed.
Foote: I’m ‘BOOT FUCKIN’ BILL FOOTE!
Adrienne sends Jennie into the turnbuckle, but as she tries to take advantage, she is rejected by a hard elbow. Jennie takes to the sky, pulling herself up quickly before launching into a hurricanrana. A springboard elbow drop sees a pin attempt, but Adrienne manages to kick out.
Sting: That was a close one.
Foote: Looks like it might just get closer!
Jennie lifts Adrienne up into a vertical suplex, holding her for a second before coming down. Rather than release, Jennie rolls over, dropping down for leverage before lifting Adrienne up and planting her once more. Still hanging, Jennie pulls Adrienne back to her feet.
Sting Three wishes!!
Jennie goes for the pin fall, scoring a 2 and 9/10ths but the scrappy young competitor is able to kick out. Lifting her by her hair, Jennie looks to be setting her up for something big, measuring herself before hitting the ropes. As she comes in, Adrienne catches Jennie’s foot, throwing her body weight into a dragon screw.
Foote: Wither- no!
Jennie manages to pull her leg free, instead cartwheeling out. She rebounds back - going for a superkick only for Adrienne to duck. Using her momentum, the French Rose hits the rope, only to find Jennie waiting.
Sting: And it looks like Beaufort is…
Foote: Out of Wishes!
Jennie gets the cover followed by the one, two, three.
DING! DING! DING!
Anderson: The winner of this match JENNIE FENIX!
After the referee raises her hand, Jennie extends her hand to help her opponent to her feet. The Siren repeats the motions, lifting her opponent's hand to the delight of the crowd.
Sting: You gotta love that.
Foote: Absolutely - what a hell of a matchup
The bell rings and in the tradition of honor, Jennie and Adrienne shake hands and step back to their respective corner. With a nod, they begin the traditional circling that one comes to expect when watching a wrestling match.
Sting: You can almost see Beaufort signing a breath of relief as we get started here.
Foote: A straight up match, just like she wanted!
The two exchange a quick series of holds, each one resulting in a one count. An ankle pick sees Adrienne take the advantage, lifting the Siren up before planting her down hard in a modified belly-to-back. Jennie is back to her feet, rushing forward only to meet not one, but two arm drags. A third sees Adreienne hold on, wrenching the arm of Fenix.
Sting: I’m impressed.
Foote: I’m ‘BOOT FUCKIN’ BILL FOOTE!
Adrienne sends Jennie into the turnbuckle, but as she tries to take advantage, she is rejected by a hard elbow. Jennie takes to the sky, pulling herself up quickly before launching into a hurricanrana. A springboard elbow drop sees a pin attempt, but Adrienne manages to kick out.
Sting: That was a close one.
Foote: Looks like it might just get closer!
Jennie lifts Adrienne up into a vertical suplex, holding her for a second before coming down. Rather than release, Jennie rolls over, dropping down for leverage before lifting Adrienne up and planting her once more. Still hanging, Jennie pulls Adrienne back to her feet.
Sting Three wishes!!
Jennie goes for the pin fall, scoring a 2 and 9/10ths but the scrappy young competitor is able to kick out. Lifting her by her hair, Jennie looks to be setting her up for something big, measuring herself before hitting the ropes. As she comes in, Adrienne catches Jennie’s foot, throwing her body weight into a dragon screw.
Foote: Wither- no!
Jennie manages to pull her leg free, instead cartwheeling out. She rebounds back - going for a superkick only for Adrienne to duck. Using her momentum, the French Rose hits the rope, only to find Jennie waiting.
Sting: And it looks like Beaufort is…
Foote: Out of Wishes!
Jennie gets the cover followed by the one, two, three.
DING! DING! DING!
Anderson: The winner of this match JENNIE FENIX!
After the referee raises her hand, Jennie extends her hand to help her opponent to her feet. The Siren repeats the motions, lifting her opponent's hand to the delight of the crowd.
Sting: You gotta love that.
Foote: Absolutely - what a hell of a matchup
DING! DING! DING!
The match starts with both competitors on either side of the ring, ladder between them, each with a determined look on their face. The bell rings and the two begin to circle; Strader trying to close the gap and Chester keeping the ladder between them. Frustrated, Strader takes hold of the side - shoving it into Chester’s face.
Sting: Sometimes the shortest path is a direct line!
As she circles around, the two exchange blows, trying to gain the advantage. A Ukrainian leg sweep from Strader sees her take control, her eyes landing on the stun guns set in each corner of the ring.
Foote: This looks like it could go South quick for the champion.
Sting: Is that a pun?
As he rises to his feet,1200 volts bring him back down, twitching all the way. Nodding down at the device, the younger Strader sister pushes it once more into Chester’s flesh, lighting him up like he was the Griswold’s house during Christmas time.
Foote: Can you smell that?
Satisfied, Strader tosses the gun aside, setting the ladder in the center of the ring. Before she can begin to ascend, Chester rises, fists held in front of his staggering form - one of the chains pulled into his hand and wrapped around his fist. Not one to back down from a challenge, Strader squares off with him. He manages to hold his own for a brief moment, but the electricity has clearly taken its toll and she drives him backwards and through the ropes. As he struggles to pull himself up, she turns and begins to ascend. Nearly at the top, Victoria reaches for the belt, only to have the ladder kicked out from under her.
Sting: Chester pulling that missile dropkick out of nowhere!!
Sliding out of the ring, Chester recovers a table from beneath the ring, the audience now smelling blood as he slips it into the ring. He manages to set it up, but as he goes to retrieve Victoria, a low blow once again turns the tides. The chain tumbles from his hand, which she retrieves, smashing it hard across his rib cage.
Sting: This is Snuff - no rules, just right!
Foote: That’s the Outback.
Sting: And that’s A Like Supreme!
A super kick drops Chester and Victoria sets the ladder up again. As he rises, his back is to her and she sees her opportunity. Victoria takes a step and then…
Foote: Welcome to Riverdale!
The crowd erupts in cheers as the Strader begins her ascent to the top of the ladder, reaching for the gold. Just as she is about to grab the gold, her opponent recovers and climbs the ladder from behind, attempting to stop her. The two battle for control, Veronica kicking at Chesters face, but with sheer determination, he pushes on, pulling himself onto the same rung as her. The two exchange punches, Chester getting the upper hand. He glances to the side, measuring himself as he pulls her in close.
Sting: He’s not going to do it…
Foote: Holy shit! Good Ol’ Dixie off the ladder!
The audience is now on their feet, chanting ‘Holy Shit!’ as Chester pulls himself from the scraps of the table and Veronica Strader. Chester ascends, holding the Snuff gold high above his head, having won the hard-fought battle.
DING! DING! DING!
Anderson: The WINNER of this match and STILL SNUFF CHAMPION… CHESTER ROOSEVELT!
Luna Baby and Royston Popplewell come in the ring as Roosevelt tumbles off the ladder. They help him to his feet and all three gold wearing members of Three Ring Barney make their way up the ramp
The match starts with both competitors on either side of the ring, ladder between them, each with a determined look on their face. The bell rings and the two begin to circle; Strader trying to close the gap and Chester keeping the ladder between them. Frustrated, Strader takes hold of the side - shoving it into Chester’s face.
Sting: Sometimes the shortest path is a direct line!
As she circles around, the two exchange blows, trying to gain the advantage. A Ukrainian leg sweep from Strader sees her take control, her eyes landing on the stun guns set in each corner of the ring.
Foote: This looks like it could go South quick for the champion.
Sting: Is that a pun?
As he rises to his feet,1200 volts bring him back down, twitching all the way. Nodding down at the device, the younger Strader sister pushes it once more into Chester’s flesh, lighting him up like he was the Griswold’s house during Christmas time.
Foote: Can you smell that?
Satisfied, Strader tosses the gun aside, setting the ladder in the center of the ring. Before she can begin to ascend, Chester rises, fists held in front of his staggering form - one of the chains pulled into his hand and wrapped around his fist. Not one to back down from a challenge, Strader squares off with him. He manages to hold his own for a brief moment, but the electricity has clearly taken its toll and she drives him backwards and through the ropes. As he struggles to pull himself up, she turns and begins to ascend. Nearly at the top, Victoria reaches for the belt, only to have the ladder kicked out from under her.
Sting: Chester pulling that missile dropkick out of nowhere!!
Sliding out of the ring, Chester recovers a table from beneath the ring, the audience now smelling blood as he slips it into the ring. He manages to set it up, but as he goes to retrieve Victoria, a low blow once again turns the tides. The chain tumbles from his hand, which she retrieves, smashing it hard across his rib cage.
Sting: This is Snuff - no rules, just right!
Foote: That’s the Outback.
Sting: And that’s A Like Supreme!
A super kick drops Chester and Victoria sets the ladder up again. As he rises, his back is to her and she sees her opportunity. Victoria takes a step and then…
Foote: Welcome to Riverdale!
The crowd erupts in cheers as the Strader begins her ascent to the top of the ladder, reaching for the gold. Just as she is about to grab the gold, her opponent recovers and climbs the ladder from behind, attempting to stop her. The two battle for control, Veronica kicking at Chesters face, but with sheer determination, he pushes on, pulling himself onto the same rung as her. The two exchange punches, Chester getting the upper hand. He glances to the side, measuring himself as he pulls her in close.
Sting: He’s not going to do it…
Foote: Holy shit! Good Ol’ Dixie off the ladder!
The audience is now on their feet, chanting ‘Holy Shit!’ as Chester pulls himself from the scraps of the table and Veronica Strader. Chester ascends, holding the Snuff gold high above his head, having won the hard-fought battle.
DING! DING! DING!
Anderson: The WINNER of this match and STILL SNUFF CHAMPION… CHESTER ROOSEVELT!
Luna Baby and Royston Popplewell come in the ring as Roosevelt tumbles off the ladder. They help him to his feet and all three gold wearing members of Three Ring Barney make their way up the ramp
The scene zooms out from a screen showing us all the action happening at Ladder Day Saints revealing a dive bar in Quebec City. A trail of cigarette smoke makes it into the frame before Casanova is revealed, his hand tight on a glass of whiskey as takes in the action of LDS from afar.
English is alone at the table, Bash Daddy nowhere to be seen. The door of the bar swings open, but all we hear is footsteps – camera still focused on English. The people sits down across from him, but it isn't revealed yet.
English: I bet you are surprised I asked you to come here… considering your relationship to her… but I know you want your job back and I think we can work something out.
English sucks on his cigarette a moment, blowing smoke into the near empty bar.
English: I need you to find the identity of some members of The Board. I want to know who wears that fucking horse mask first and I think you have a skillset that could help get to the bottom of this. If they know I am snooping around, they might shut the whole company down… and well then you and your little girlfriend are out some extra income.
The camera pans out to reveal “The Rascal King” Johnny Bacchus who hasn’t been seen in CULT in months. Seated beside him is a diminutive brunette woman – decidedly not his girlfriend Lissie Hope or his manager Ruby Goldhirsch. Johnny smiles, cool and confident, before taking a drag of his own cigarette.
Bacchus: I’m not interested in the money. Truth be told, I was pleasantly surprised when you reached out – I intended the same for similar reasons. I think we have mutual interests.
English cocks an eyebrow as Johnny leans back in the bar booth.
Bacchus: I haven’t been entirely honest with you up to this point. While I joined CU:LT to protect Lissie, have a little fun, and earn a couple bucks, it wasn’t my primary motivator. My associate and I have been hunting down a board of our own the past four months – we have suspicion at least may be among the ranks of your Board.
English taps ash off his cigarette and onto the floor of the bar – not giving a fuck about the space – or the fact that Bacchus has his own motives. If it can benefit English he doesn’t care.
English: I want to know who is in that fucking horse mask. If that helps you with your little journey – great. So that’s the deal… I give you your job back you hunt this guy down?
English sits back in his seat. Bacchus smirks… his back needs to be scratched a bit more than that.
Bacchus: On two conditions. First, I need a cover for returning – a job’s a job, but I need plausible deniability to get access to luxuries others wouldn’t be afforded. Second, I’m looking for a man named J. Howard DeWitt. Anyone else on your Board, even if on my board, is yours – not that I wouldn’t do the job should we overlap. But if one of them is him, he’s ours.
English smirks, takes a sip from his whiskey glass and drops the cigarette on the left over ice with a sizzle.
English: You need cover huh… well… good luck on your upcoming title match.
The scene fades back to the arena as Bacchus and English just kind of stare at one another like lovers who have grown to loathe each other's quirks
English is alone at the table, Bash Daddy nowhere to be seen. The door of the bar swings open, but all we hear is footsteps – camera still focused on English. The people sits down across from him, but it isn't revealed yet.
English: I bet you are surprised I asked you to come here… considering your relationship to her… but I know you want your job back and I think we can work something out.
English sucks on his cigarette a moment, blowing smoke into the near empty bar.
English: I need you to find the identity of some members of The Board. I want to know who wears that fucking horse mask first and I think you have a skillset that could help get to the bottom of this. If they know I am snooping around, they might shut the whole company down… and well then you and your little girlfriend are out some extra income.
The camera pans out to reveal “The Rascal King” Johnny Bacchus who hasn’t been seen in CULT in months. Seated beside him is a diminutive brunette woman – decidedly not his girlfriend Lissie Hope or his manager Ruby Goldhirsch. Johnny smiles, cool and confident, before taking a drag of his own cigarette.
Bacchus: I’m not interested in the money. Truth be told, I was pleasantly surprised when you reached out – I intended the same for similar reasons. I think we have mutual interests.
English cocks an eyebrow as Johnny leans back in the bar booth.
Bacchus: I haven’t been entirely honest with you up to this point. While I joined CU:LT to protect Lissie, have a little fun, and earn a couple bucks, it wasn’t my primary motivator. My associate and I have been hunting down a board of our own the past four months – we have suspicion at least may be among the ranks of your Board.
English taps ash off his cigarette and onto the floor of the bar – not giving a fuck about the space – or the fact that Bacchus has his own motives. If it can benefit English he doesn’t care.
English: I want to know who is in that fucking horse mask. If that helps you with your little journey – great. So that’s the deal… I give you your job back you hunt this guy down?
English sits back in his seat. Bacchus smirks… his back needs to be scratched a bit more than that.
Bacchus: On two conditions. First, I need a cover for returning – a job’s a job, but I need plausible deniability to get access to luxuries others wouldn’t be afforded. Second, I’m looking for a man named J. Howard DeWitt. Anyone else on your Board, even if on my board, is yours – not that I wouldn’t do the job should we overlap. But if one of them is him, he’s ours.
English smirks, takes a sip from his whiskey glass and drops the cigarette on the left over ice with a sizzle.
English: You need cover huh… well… good luck on your upcoming title match.
The scene fades back to the arena as Bacchus and English just kind of stare at one another like lovers who have grown to loathe each other's quirks
Before the match starts you the camera zoom in on a member of the audience in the first row and it’s quick to tell it is undefeated CULT Member Emily Regal. The crowd cheers seeing her on the big screen.
Sting: Regal is watching tonight up close and personal. She won n her debut just a few months ago and rumor has it she has her eyes on that CULT Classic Championship.
Foote: Well get in line… a few other people want that title too.
Anderson: The following contest is for the CULT Classic Championship. First coming to the ring ACE SKY!
A rocket drops from the bottom of the titantron to the stage and there is a countdown voice over from 5 which fans count down to the pod door opens Ace Sky walks out in an aviator jacket and his usual in ring attire, he salutes a peace sign and jogs down the aisle way high-fiving as many fans as possible on both sides then he dashes forward leaps upon the apron and flings himself in with a front flip followed by a series of three front handsprings and a rolling savate kick.
Sting: Ace has been wanting this chance to prove himself for a long time. Lets see how he does under pressure.
“All Eyes On You” by Smash Into Pieces begins to play as JJ Slayer makes his way onto the entrance ramp, the CU:LT Classic title belt around his waist.
Anderson: Now introducing the CULT Classic Champion… JJ Slayer.
After a brief pause to yell towards the cheering crowd Slayer rushes down the ramp, sliding into the ring under the bottom rope. Once in the ring, Slayer moves to his corner to await the start of the bout, removing the championship and handing it off to the referee. Ref JJ Huffman calls for the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
JJ Slayer makes Ace look small in the ring, but Sky is quick to start unloading chops on the bigger man. Ace with a combo of kicks to the shin and ribs – JJ doesn’t move. He brings Ace in for a belly to belly – Ace flips through the air and lands on his feet. He turns and drop kicks the knee of JJ taking him down and locking in a headlock. JJ quickly brings them both to their feet and goes for a release German. Ace backflips through the sky onto his feet once more. He hits the ropes and comes back with a hurricanrana. The move sends JJ between the ropes. Ace follows up with a baseball slide kick. He goes to the apron and comes off with a moonsault. He lands right by the front row seat of Emily Regal – he gives her a bit of a nod before he lays some stomps on.
Sting: Regal getting a close up view of Ace Sky taking control of this match.
JJ up now as ref JJ Huffman counts to six. JJ body slams Ace on the outside and tosses him under the bottom rope into the ring. JJ turns to look right at Regal, he smirks and gets back in the ring. Ace greets him with a flying knee – then a rope hang DDT. Ace to the outside apron, springs back in off the top rope with a 450 splash into a cover.
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2
3??!!!
KICKOUT!
Sting: Close one there for Ace. He almost had his first CULT Championship.
Ace goes to send JJ to the ropes, but he reverses the Irish whip. When Ace comes back JJ takes him out with a kitchen sink. Ace rolls through and hits the ropes again, when he comes back JJ tosses his up into the air and catches him on the way down driving Sky to the mat with a death valley driver. JJ covers.
1
2
KICKOUT!
Foote: The size of JJ really comes into factor tonight. This boy is thick… thick and strong… really nice sweaty meat.
Ace is now up battling back against JJ. He is thrown to the corner, but rebounds leaping off with a cutter taking JJ down once again. Ace hits a standing 450 splash. He springs off the second rope landing with his leg across the throat of JJ.
Sting: Ace might have his Cinderella moment.
Foote: I don’t watch chick flicks.
Ace helps JJ to his feet – but the big man nails him with an elbow. He grabs Ace into a Gorilla press slam – he swings the smaller opponent down with a bodyslam when Ace rolls though his legs on the way down grabbing them and cradling JJ into a pin.
1
2
3
KICKOUT!!!
Sting: He’s going to keep trying to get that flash pin tonight.
Ace hits JJ with a running knee. He heads to the top rope and comes off with a corkscrew moonsault.
1
2
3!?
KICKOUT!!!
Foote: JJ just won’t take a loss.
JJ battles back to his feet. Ace comes with a crossbody and is caught – JJ throws him up and takes him down with a samoan drop. Ace kicks his legs and holds his ribs – the air knocked from his lungs. JJ grabs him off the mat then slams him back down tot he canvas with a reverse scoop slam.
Sting: JJ going into a different mode.
Ace rolls over just in time to get squashed by a flying JJ Slayer – frog splash from the top rope!
Foote: THUNDERSTRUCK!!!!
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3!!!
DING! DING! DING!
Anderson: The WINNER of this match and STILL CULT CLASSIC CHAMPION JJ SALYER!!!
JJ grabs the title from the ref and walks out of the ring. Emily Regal gets up to meet him, she’s face to face with the CULT Classic Champion and he seems to be offering her a shot. Regal is nodding – then Warmonger smokes JJ from behind with a chair. Maloney continues to go to town on the CULT Classic Champion with kicks. She grabs his championship belt and is taunting waiting for him to get up.
Sting: JJ Slayer is a popular man, everyone wants a shot at the strap… Maloney… Regal… and Bacchus from what I understand.
Just as Warmonger is about to nail JJ with the championship belt – Regal yanks the title from her. Maloney turns around – but security gets between them. They take the title and force regal back to her seat as Maloney smirks looking at JJ getting up collecting his championship belt
Sting: Regal is watching tonight up close and personal. She won n her debut just a few months ago and rumor has it she has her eyes on that CULT Classic Championship.
Foote: Well get in line… a few other people want that title too.
Anderson: The following contest is for the CULT Classic Championship. First coming to the ring ACE SKY!
A rocket drops from the bottom of the titantron to the stage and there is a countdown voice over from 5 which fans count down to the pod door opens Ace Sky walks out in an aviator jacket and his usual in ring attire, he salutes a peace sign and jogs down the aisle way high-fiving as many fans as possible on both sides then he dashes forward leaps upon the apron and flings himself in with a front flip followed by a series of three front handsprings and a rolling savate kick.
Sting: Ace has been wanting this chance to prove himself for a long time. Lets see how he does under pressure.
“All Eyes On You” by Smash Into Pieces begins to play as JJ Slayer makes his way onto the entrance ramp, the CU:LT Classic title belt around his waist.
Anderson: Now introducing the CULT Classic Champion… JJ Slayer.
After a brief pause to yell towards the cheering crowd Slayer rushes down the ramp, sliding into the ring under the bottom rope. Once in the ring, Slayer moves to his corner to await the start of the bout, removing the championship and handing it off to the referee. Ref JJ Huffman calls for the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
JJ Slayer makes Ace look small in the ring, but Sky is quick to start unloading chops on the bigger man. Ace with a combo of kicks to the shin and ribs – JJ doesn’t move. He brings Ace in for a belly to belly – Ace flips through the air and lands on his feet. He turns and drop kicks the knee of JJ taking him down and locking in a headlock. JJ quickly brings them both to their feet and goes for a release German. Ace backflips through the sky onto his feet once more. He hits the ropes and comes back with a hurricanrana. The move sends JJ between the ropes. Ace follows up with a baseball slide kick. He goes to the apron and comes off with a moonsault. He lands right by the front row seat of Emily Regal – he gives her a bit of a nod before he lays some stomps on.
Sting: Regal getting a close up view of Ace Sky taking control of this match.
JJ up now as ref JJ Huffman counts to six. JJ body slams Ace on the outside and tosses him under the bottom rope into the ring. JJ turns to look right at Regal, he smirks and gets back in the ring. Ace greets him with a flying knee – then a rope hang DDT. Ace to the outside apron, springs back in off the top rope with a 450 splash into a cover.
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3??!!!
KICKOUT!
Sting: Close one there for Ace. He almost had his first CULT Championship.
Ace goes to send JJ to the ropes, but he reverses the Irish whip. When Ace comes back JJ takes him out with a kitchen sink. Ace rolls through and hits the ropes again, when he comes back JJ tosses his up into the air and catches him on the way down driving Sky to the mat with a death valley driver. JJ covers.
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KICKOUT!
Foote: The size of JJ really comes into factor tonight. This boy is thick… thick and strong… really nice sweaty meat.
Ace is now up battling back against JJ. He is thrown to the corner, but rebounds leaping off with a cutter taking JJ down once again. Ace hits a standing 450 splash. He springs off the second rope landing with his leg across the throat of JJ.
Sting: Ace might have his Cinderella moment.
Foote: I don’t watch chick flicks.
Ace helps JJ to his feet – but the big man nails him with an elbow. He grabs Ace into a Gorilla press slam – he swings the smaller opponent down with a bodyslam when Ace rolls though his legs on the way down grabbing them and cradling JJ into a pin.
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3
KICKOUT!!!
Sting: He’s going to keep trying to get that flash pin tonight.
Ace hits JJ with a running knee. He heads to the top rope and comes off with a corkscrew moonsault.
1
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3!?
KICKOUT!!!
Foote: JJ just won’t take a loss.
JJ battles back to his feet. Ace comes with a crossbody and is caught – JJ throws him up and takes him down with a samoan drop. Ace kicks his legs and holds his ribs – the air knocked from his lungs. JJ grabs him off the mat then slams him back down tot he canvas with a reverse scoop slam.
Sting: JJ going into a different mode.
Ace rolls over just in time to get squashed by a flying JJ Slayer – frog splash from the top rope!
Foote: THUNDERSTRUCK!!!!
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3!!!
DING! DING! DING!
Anderson: The WINNER of this match and STILL CULT CLASSIC CHAMPION JJ SALYER!!!
JJ grabs the title from the ref and walks out of the ring. Emily Regal gets up to meet him, she’s face to face with the CULT Classic Champion and he seems to be offering her a shot. Regal is nodding – then Warmonger smokes JJ from behind with a chair. Maloney continues to go to town on the CULT Classic Champion with kicks. She grabs his championship belt and is taunting waiting for him to get up.
Sting: JJ Slayer is a popular man, everyone wants a shot at the strap… Maloney… Regal… and Bacchus from what I understand.
Just as Warmonger is about to nail JJ with the championship belt – Regal yanks the title from her. Maloney turns around – but security gets between them. They take the title and force regal back to her seat as Maloney smirks looking at JJ getting up collecting his championship belt
The lights flicker as the triple stacked cage descends from the rafters of the arena slowly. The crowd roars in anticipation as it locks into place. The camera zooms in on the New World Championship hanging high above the final cage – a ladder inside it.
Sting: This has a big match feel as we inch our way toward the season finale for CULT. Alice Gemini and Serenity Holes had a hell of a mid-card feud in Action Wrestling – but this right here is what CULT is all about. Here these two are main eventers scraping it out for the New World Championship and we’ll be lucky if both women make it out alive tonight.
Foote: Alice has only been beaten by one person since debuting in CULT and she is facing her here tonight. Holmes has yet to taste defeat. Last month they pinned JD Driftwood at the same time for the New World Championship. Now it will all be set in stone tonight… one winner.. No rematch clause.
"Synthetic Sympathy" by Trash Boat immediately explodes from the arena's surrounding systems, sparking a positive reaction from the audience. The bass and repeated opening lyrics synchronize with the lights flashing around the venue's interior, leading to Serenity Holmes sprinting from the backstage area to center stage, where the fans of CULT cheer her. She stands center stage before taking off her hat and throwing it into the fans for amusement until looking down the entrance path, where she takes off into a run for the mere moment of interactions on her fast-paced run to the ring.
Anderson: Introducing on her way to the ring! Hailing from Houston, Texas! At five feet, seven inches tall, weighing in at 127 pounds. She is "22nd Century Girl" Serenity Holmes!
Serenity stops short of the mesh of the cage and looks up toward the top where the New World Championship hangs. Referee Tom Garcia lets Holmes into the cage. She slides into the ring and she quickly hops onto the middle turnbuckle of an unoccupied corner to greet the fans at ringside. She flips her hair and throws up a peace sign with her tongue hanging out while winking at the camera. Serenity hops down and lands on her feet before running around the ring to show love to every possible fan in the atmosphere before staying in her designated corner, waiting for the next moment to happen.
Foote: Well let's see if she can make lightning strike twice and beat Alice a second time.
“Widdershins" by King 810 blasts throughout the arena and Bright Green lights flash quickly as the fans get to their feet as Alice walks out onto the stage. She soaks in the reaction for a moment before throwing up her middle fingers at the crowd while biting her bottom lip.
Anderson: Now coming to the ring ALICE GEMINI!
She makes her way down the ramp and stops at different fans and makes them flinch and then laughs it off as she walks away from them. She too lifts her eyes to the top prize in CULT hanging high above her. She walks through the door of the cage and Garica locks the door behind her. Gemini hops up onto the apron and onto a single knee, looks up at the camera and screams at the top of her lungs. She slides into the ring and walks into the nearest corner and starts to kick the bottom rope to get fired up. She puts both of her hands in the form of dual-wielding pistols and points them at the camera.
Foote: She should be aiming those finger guns at Holmes.
Before Alice can turn around Holmes comes flying across the ring and double drop kicks her in the back knocking Alice down.
DING! DING! DING!
Sting: Holmes starts things off in a way you wouldn’t expect, but that’s just how far she has been pushed by Alice.
Holmes mounts Alice and is laying down strikes. She gets up and kicks Alice in the ribs a few times, but as she rolls her over with one more stiff shot you see Alice laughing. Holmes locks in a chin lock – Gemini breaks the hold as she gets to her feet and twists Serenity’s arm behind her. Gemini pulls Holmes back for a German suplex, but Holmes flips all the way over and lands on her feet. As Gemini turns she’s cracked with a superkick – the crowd pops.
Foote: The crowd is behind this little 21st century bitch tonight… or whatever she calls herself.
Alice gets back up and Holmes hits a hurricanrana. While Alice is down Holmes hits a standing shooting star press. Holmes yanks Alice up and drops her again with a suplex.
Sting: Alice hasn’t been able to get into the head of Holmes as of yet. Maybe the succubus sucks.
Holmes is pulling Alice up, but suddenly Alice takes her down with a scoop slam. Gemini with a complete shot at Holmes springs up. Now Alice backs up and runs taking Holmes down once again with a slingshot.
Foote: Here we go! Alice turning it on a bit now.
Alice pulls Holmes up and makes her eat a few forearms before kicking her in the gut and nailing a power bomb. Alcie drops a knee across the head of Holmes and rakes the eyes right afterward.
Sting: These women would kill each other for a Klondike Bar let alone the New World Championship.
Alice locks Holmes into an arm trapped crossface and just yanks back. She has it in deep, but somehow Serenity finds a way to flips over and scramble up to her feet. Alice runs at her and Holmes pulls the top rope down causing Alce to tumble outside the ring and is between the ring and the cell. She’s just standing when Holmes leaps through the middle ropes and sends them both crashing into the side of the cage.
Foote: Holmes putting her body on the line. She will have to give all that sexy little body if she wants to win against Gemini here tonight.
Holmes is bashing the face of Alice off the cage, blood is already running from her forehead. Holmes lays kick after kick – until Alice grabs her leg and pulls her in for a capture suplex right into the cage wall – Holmes falls onto her head. Now Alice is scraping the face of Holmes against the cage – screaming at the fans while blood runs down her own face. Soon Holmes has a matching crimson mask. Alice stomps on her greatest rival over and over.
Sting: These two women are making this a bloodbath.
Now both women are exchanging strikes between the cage and the ring apron. Alice bashes Holmes face off the ring edge – Holmes battles back bashing Alice’s face off the cage. Holmes with a snap suplex. Alice backs up to the corner of the cage and nails a running knee sending them both through the cage wall.
Sting: Holmes may not think she had the killer instinct to take out Alice Gemini, but she is showing different right now.
Holmes with a DDT on the outside taking Alice down long enough to get a head start scaling the first cage. She is halfway up when Alice starts her climb. Serenity stomps at the fingers of Alice trying to kick her off the cage, but Alice pulls herself onto the first cage by grabbing Holme’s ankle. Now both women battle on top of the first cage – blow for blow – Holmes tries for another superkick – but Alice blocks it and hits a teardrop suplex. Alice grabs the wrist yanking Holmes bak up to her feet and nails a Death Valley Driver down on the cage roof.
Foote: Alice just rearranged the spine of Serenity Holmes.
Alice smiles as she goes to the cage door of the second level. She goes inside and grabs he bolt cutters off the wall. Holmes is there through smashing her into the inside of the cage over and over – blood being left behind on the mesh. Holmes now has the bolt cutters to get into the third cage in her hand. She raises them up and smashes them into the skull of Alice Gemini. The crowd cheers on the blood lust as Holmes, covered in blood, takes the bolt cutters and opens them, pushing the sharp edge into the forehead of Alice twisting and mangaling her flesh.
Sting: Alice created this monster and now she is being eaten alive by Serenity Holmes in our main event.
Holmes makes her way toward the door of the second cage to continue the trek to the top. Alice grabs her ankle. Holmes swings the bolt cutters down, but Alice moves and up kicks Holmes, snapping her head backwards. Alice with a ripcord lariat now turning Holmes inside out. Alice grabs the bolt cutters and heads for the door… there Holmes is at her ankles and Alice opens the door and slams it on the shoulder of Holmes over and over and over. Serenity screams out in pain.
Foote: She is going to rip this bitch from limb to limb.
Alice goes to walk out of the cage, but Holmes is still clawing at her – Alice slams the cage door on her opponents’ head. Alice looks down at the bloody face of Serenity and smirks before climbing to the roof of the second cell with the bolt cutters in hand. She snaps the lock off the third cage door and tosses the three ladders inside out. Two fall down to the roof of the second cell. As Alcie tires to get the ladder to the top of the third cage Holmes stirs on the top of the second. Holes lays a ladder against the side of the cell wall and runs up it hitting a flying knee on Alice knocking her down.
Sting: No one has a fighting spirit quite like Serenity Holmes.
Alice is back up – grabbing the injured arm of Holmes and yanks on it pushing it against the outside cage wall and locking in kind of a standing armbar. Alice pushes the back of Holmes head scraping her face into the cell leaving some of her flesh behind. Alice spins Holmes around and rips some of her top down exposing a bit more of her chest. Alice starts lighting Holmes up with chops – blistering her chest.
Foote: Bust those titties.
Sting: Holy fuck… I hope you get fired someday.
Homes with a headbutt – she hits a piledriver driving Gemini down on the crown of her head onto the roof of the second cage. Holmes positions the cage door of the second cell and drops Alice down crotch first on top of it. Alice is hanging there holding her crotch when Holmes come flying with a closeline – sending them both tumbling down to the top of the first cell – a solo Doomsday Device that sent Alice flipping through the air.
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Foote: That was fucking insane. Holmes is willing to do whatever it takes to call hersier the New World Champion. She really wants to update her Twitter banner with the gold.
Holmes starts crawling toward the second cage wall and starts to climb. She makes it to the top of the cage just as Alice starts to stir. Holmes manages to throw a ladder up on top of the third and final cage. Alice finally makes her way to the roof of the second cage. She sees Holmes start to climb the ladder and scales the third cage fast. Now both women are face to face on the ladder exchanging punches – the New World Championship dangling between them. A headbutt from Alice. A return head butt from Holmes and both leap down off the ladder and down off the second cage so there is more space to fight. Holmes hits a reverse frankensteiner spiking Alice down on her bloody skull once more.
Sting: Blood just pouring out of both women. Serenity is not going to let Alice walk out of here with the title under any circumstances.
Holmes pulls Alice to her feet looking to deliver one more kill shot before climbing for the championship. Alice spits blood into the eyes of Holmes and grands her in for an emerald flowsion kai.
FooteL SHE HIT IT! KILLER GEMINI ON THE TOP OF THE CAGE.
Alice takes the bolt cuttings and uses them to snap the door of the third cage off. She tosses it down to the top of the first cell where two ladders now lay. Alice hops down and makes a table by setting up two ladders and wedging the cell door between them.
Sting: Alice having some sick thoughts now. She could have won this and now she just wants to destroy Holmes.
Just as she finished Holmes leaps off the top of the second cage to the roof of the first one crossbodying Alice. The crowd screams at the action as she grabs Alice by her hair and kicks her head a few times. Holmes tosses Alice on the cage door now turned to a table as it is elevated by the ladders. But as she starts to climb back up the the top of the second cell Alice is right there beside her – they kick the hell out of each other trying to knock the other loose but both make it to the top of the second cage.
Foote: None of these women are willing to throw the towel in. A finisher by Alice – a crossbody off the top from Holmes. This is insanity.
The pair are exchanging blow after blow. Then Holmes get the best of Alice once again witht running shining wizard. Alice falls down and Holmes looks up to the top – the ladder already set up leading to the New World Championship… what she has always wanted. But she can’t leave any doubt.
Sting: What is this… Holmes dragging Alice by the side.
Holmes has Alice’s head between her legs. She’s going to powerbomb Alice right through the make-shift cage door table. She goes to hoist Alice, but blood on Holmes hands causes her to slip and in that window Alice lifts up and backdrops Holmes off the second cell down through the cage door and onto the roof of the first cage – almost sending Holmes all the way through it.
Foote: HOLY FUCK! SHE JUST KILLED HER!
Holmes stirs but it seems all nerves as she lays motionless looking up at Alice who is already climbing the ladder – putting her finger tips on the title…. And unclips it.
DING! DING! DING!
Anderson: The WINNER of this match and NEW NEW WORLD CHAMPION… ALICE GEMINI!
Alice holds the title up on the top of the cage, atop the ladder, she screams into the crowd – blood pouring down her face. She doesn’t even look down at Serenity who is crawling toward the edge of the cage wiping blood from her eyes.
Sting: What a contest, what a showing from these two women.
Foote: For Stacy Sting, we’ll see you next time when we shorten more careers in the UK for Bangers and Mash. Thanks for tuning in.
Sting: This has a big match feel as we inch our way toward the season finale for CULT. Alice Gemini and Serenity Holes had a hell of a mid-card feud in Action Wrestling – but this right here is what CULT is all about. Here these two are main eventers scraping it out for the New World Championship and we’ll be lucky if both women make it out alive tonight.
Foote: Alice has only been beaten by one person since debuting in CULT and she is facing her here tonight. Holmes has yet to taste defeat. Last month they pinned JD Driftwood at the same time for the New World Championship. Now it will all be set in stone tonight… one winner.. No rematch clause.
"Synthetic Sympathy" by Trash Boat immediately explodes from the arena's surrounding systems, sparking a positive reaction from the audience. The bass and repeated opening lyrics synchronize with the lights flashing around the venue's interior, leading to Serenity Holmes sprinting from the backstage area to center stage, where the fans of CULT cheer her. She stands center stage before taking off her hat and throwing it into the fans for amusement until looking down the entrance path, where she takes off into a run for the mere moment of interactions on her fast-paced run to the ring.
Anderson: Introducing on her way to the ring! Hailing from Houston, Texas! At five feet, seven inches tall, weighing in at 127 pounds. She is "22nd Century Girl" Serenity Holmes!
Serenity stops short of the mesh of the cage and looks up toward the top where the New World Championship hangs. Referee Tom Garcia lets Holmes into the cage. She slides into the ring and she quickly hops onto the middle turnbuckle of an unoccupied corner to greet the fans at ringside. She flips her hair and throws up a peace sign with her tongue hanging out while winking at the camera. Serenity hops down and lands on her feet before running around the ring to show love to every possible fan in the atmosphere before staying in her designated corner, waiting for the next moment to happen.
Foote: Well let's see if she can make lightning strike twice and beat Alice a second time.
“Widdershins" by King 810 blasts throughout the arena and Bright Green lights flash quickly as the fans get to their feet as Alice walks out onto the stage. She soaks in the reaction for a moment before throwing up her middle fingers at the crowd while biting her bottom lip.
Anderson: Now coming to the ring ALICE GEMINI!
She makes her way down the ramp and stops at different fans and makes them flinch and then laughs it off as she walks away from them. She too lifts her eyes to the top prize in CULT hanging high above her. She walks through the door of the cage and Garica locks the door behind her. Gemini hops up onto the apron and onto a single knee, looks up at the camera and screams at the top of her lungs. She slides into the ring and walks into the nearest corner and starts to kick the bottom rope to get fired up. She puts both of her hands in the form of dual-wielding pistols and points them at the camera.
Foote: She should be aiming those finger guns at Holmes.
Before Alice can turn around Holmes comes flying across the ring and double drop kicks her in the back knocking Alice down.
DING! DING! DING!
Sting: Holmes starts things off in a way you wouldn’t expect, but that’s just how far she has been pushed by Alice.
Holmes mounts Alice and is laying down strikes. She gets up and kicks Alice in the ribs a few times, but as she rolls her over with one more stiff shot you see Alice laughing. Holmes locks in a chin lock – Gemini breaks the hold as she gets to her feet and twists Serenity’s arm behind her. Gemini pulls Holmes back for a German suplex, but Holmes flips all the way over and lands on her feet. As Gemini turns she’s cracked with a superkick – the crowd pops.
Foote: The crowd is behind this little 21st century bitch tonight… or whatever she calls herself.
Alice gets back up and Holmes hits a hurricanrana. While Alice is down Holmes hits a standing shooting star press. Holmes yanks Alice up and drops her again with a suplex.
Sting: Alice hasn’t been able to get into the head of Holmes as of yet. Maybe the succubus sucks.
Holmes is pulling Alice up, but suddenly Alice takes her down with a scoop slam. Gemini with a complete shot at Holmes springs up. Now Alice backs up and runs taking Holmes down once again with a slingshot.
Foote: Here we go! Alice turning it on a bit now.
Alice pulls Holmes up and makes her eat a few forearms before kicking her in the gut and nailing a power bomb. Alcie drops a knee across the head of Holmes and rakes the eyes right afterward.
Sting: These women would kill each other for a Klondike Bar let alone the New World Championship.
Alice locks Holmes into an arm trapped crossface and just yanks back. She has it in deep, but somehow Serenity finds a way to flips over and scramble up to her feet. Alice runs at her and Holmes pulls the top rope down causing Alce to tumble outside the ring and is between the ring and the cell. She’s just standing when Holmes leaps through the middle ropes and sends them both crashing into the side of the cage.
Foote: Holmes putting her body on the line. She will have to give all that sexy little body if she wants to win against Gemini here tonight.
Holmes is bashing the face of Alice off the cage, blood is already running from her forehead. Holmes lays kick after kick – until Alice grabs her leg and pulls her in for a capture suplex right into the cage wall – Holmes falls onto her head. Now Alice is scraping the face of Holmes against the cage – screaming at the fans while blood runs down her own face. Soon Holmes has a matching crimson mask. Alice stomps on her greatest rival over and over.
Sting: These two women are making this a bloodbath.
Now both women are exchanging strikes between the cage and the ring apron. Alice bashes Holmes face off the ring edge – Holmes battles back bashing Alice’s face off the cage. Holmes with a snap suplex. Alice backs up to the corner of the cage and nails a running knee sending them both through the cage wall.
Sting: Holmes may not think she had the killer instinct to take out Alice Gemini, but she is showing different right now.
Holmes with a DDT on the outside taking Alice down long enough to get a head start scaling the first cage. She is halfway up when Alice starts her climb. Serenity stomps at the fingers of Alice trying to kick her off the cage, but Alice pulls herself onto the first cage by grabbing Holme’s ankle. Now both women battle on top of the first cage – blow for blow – Holmes tries for another superkick – but Alice blocks it and hits a teardrop suplex. Alice grabs the wrist yanking Holmes bak up to her feet and nails a Death Valley Driver down on the cage roof.
Foote: Alice just rearranged the spine of Serenity Holmes.
Alice smiles as she goes to the cage door of the second level. She goes inside and grabs he bolt cutters off the wall. Holmes is there through smashing her into the inside of the cage over and over – blood being left behind on the mesh. Holmes now has the bolt cutters to get into the third cage in her hand. She raises them up and smashes them into the skull of Alice Gemini. The crowd cheers on the blood lust as Holmes, covered in blood, takes the bolt cutters and opens them, pushing the sharp edge into the forehead of Alice twisting and mangaling her flesh.
Sting: Alice created this monster and now she is being eaten alive by Serenity Holmes in our main event.
Holmes makes her way toward the door of the second cage to continue the trek to the top. Alice grabs her ankle. Holmes swings the bolt cutters down, but Alice moves and up kicks Holmes, snapping her head backwards. Alice with a ripcord lariat now turning Holmes inside out. Alice grabs the bolt cutters and heads for the door… there Holmes is at her ankles and Alice opens the door and slams it on the shoulder of Holmes over and over and over. Serenity screams out in pain.
Foote: She is going to rip this bitch from limb to limb.
Alice goes to walk out of the cage, but Holmes is still clawing at her – Alice slams the cage door on her opponents’ head. Alice looks down at the bloody face of Serenity and smirks before climbing to the roof of the second cell with the bolt cutters in hand. She snaps the lock off the third cage door and tosses the three ladders inside out. Two fall down to the roof of the second cell. As Alcie tires to get the ladder to the top of the third cage Holmes stirs on the top of the second. Holes lays a ladder against the side of the cell wall and runs up it hitting a flying knee on Alice knocking her down.
Sting: No one has a fighting spirit quite like Serenity Holmes.
Alice is back up – grabbing the injured arm of Holmes and yanks on it pushing it against the outside cage wall and locking in kind of a standing armbar. Alice pushes the back of Holmes head scraping her face into the cell leaving some of her flesh behind. Alice spins Holmes around and rips some of her top down exposing a bit more of her chest. Alice starts lighting Holmes up with chops – blistering her chest.
Foote: Bust those titties.
Sting: Holy fuck… I hope you get fired someday.
Homes with a headbutt – she hits a piledriver driving Gemini down on the crown of her head onto the roof of the second cage. Holmes positions the cage door of the second cell and drops Alice down crotch first on top of it. Alice is hanging there holding her crotch when Holmes come flying with a closeline – sending them both tumbling down to the top of the first cell – a solo Doomsday Device that sent Alice flipping through the air.
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Foote: That was fucking insane. Holmes is willing to do whatever it takes to call hersier the New World Champion. She really wants to update her Twitter banner with the gold.
Holmes starts crawling toward the second cage wall and starts to climb. She makes it to the top of the cage just as Alice starts to stir. Holmes manages to throw a ladder up on top of the third and final cage. Alice finally makes her way to the roof of the second cage. She sees Holmes start to climb the ladder and scales the third cage fast. Now both women are face to face on the ladder exchanging punches – the New World Championship dangling between them. A headbutt from Alice. A return head butt from Holmes and both leap down off the ladder and down off the second cage so there is more space to fight. Holmes hits a reverse frankensteiner spiking Alice down on her bloody skull once more.
Sting: Blood just pouring out of both women. Serenity is not going to let Alice walk out of here with the title under any circumstances.
Holmes pulls Alice to her feet looking to deliver one more kill shot before climbing for the championship. Alice spits blood into the eyes of Holmes and grands her in for an emerald flowsion kai.
FooteL SHE HIT IT! KILLER GEMINI ON THE TOP OF THE CAGE.
Alice takes the bolt cuttings and uses them to snap the door of the third cage off. She tosses it down to the top of the first cell where two ladders now lay. Alice hops down and makes a table by setting up two ladders and wedging the cell door between them.
Sting: Alice having some sick thoughts now. She could have won this and now she just wants to destroy Holmes.
Just as she finished Holmes leaps off the top of the second cage to the roof of the first one crossbodying Alice. The crowd screams at the action as she grabs Alice by her hair and kicks her head a few times. Holmes tosses Alice on the cage door now turned to a table as it is elevated by the ladders. But as she starts to climb back up the the top of the second cell Alice is right there beside her – they kick the hell out of each other trying to knock the other loose but both make it to the top of the second cage.
Foote: None of these women are willing to throw the towel in. A finisher by Alice – a crossbody off the top from Holmes. This is insanity.
The pair are exchanging blow after blow. Then Holmes get the best of Alice once again witht running shining wizard. Alice falls down and Holmes looks up to the top – the ladder already set up leading to the New World Championship… what she has always wanted. But she can’t leave any doubt.
Sting: What is this… Holmes dragging Alice by the side.
Holmes has Alice’s head between her legs. She’s going to powerbomb Alice right through the make-shift cage door table. She goes to hoist Alice, but blood on Holmes hands causes her to slip and in that window Alice lifts up and backdrops Holmes off the second cell down through the cage door and onto the roof of the first cage – almost sending Holmes all the way through it.
Foote: HOLY FUCK! SHE JUST KILLED HER!
Holmes stirs but it seems all nerves as she lays motionless looking up at Alice who is already climbing the ladder – putting her finger tips on the title…. And unclips it.
DING! DING! DING!
Anderson: The WINNER of this match and NEW NEW WORLD CHAMPION… ALICE GEMINI!
Alice holds the title up on the top of the cage, atop the ladder, she screams into the crowd – blood pouring down her face. She doesn’t even look down at Serenity who is crawling toward the edge of the cage wiping blood from her eyes.
Sting: What a contest, what a showing from these two women.
Foote: For Stacy Sting, we’ll see you next time when we shorten more careers in the UK for Bangers and Mash. Thanks for tuning in.
Serenity Holmes is backstage after the match, shes’s getting stitched up, ice pack on one thigh. A nurse scrubs the blood off parts of her so a doctor can see some burusing. He seems astonished at how her body has held up. Then the door opens and Casanova English enters the room – killing everything that made it look sterile. He has a bag in his hand.
English: I know you didn’t come out on top kid, but trust me… I like what I saw. You are the future of this company.
Holmes' eyes lift to meet English, but she doesn’t say anything. English nods.
English: I get it, this hurts. Not the physical bruises but the mental ones. See… I was locked out of getting a rematch for a championship and I know what it can do to morale. So while I do intend to hold up the stipulation in the match against Alice.
The name cuts through Holmes, you can almost feel the heat off her as her blood begins to boil.
English: But I wanted to offer you a back door… when you came into this company you beat her for the FIGHT Championship.
English pulls the championship out of the bag and puts it down on Serenity’s other thigh. She runs her hands over it.
English: You defend that enough times… a shot at the New World Championship is all yours.
Holmes looks at the championship, the reflection of her blood caked face stares back as the scene fades to black.
English: I know you didn’t come out on top kid, but trust me… I like what I saw. You are the future of this company.
Holmes' eyes lift to meet English, but she doesn’t say anything. English nods.
English: I get it, this hurts. Not the physical bruises but the mental ones. See… I was locked out of getting a rematch for a championship and I know what it can do to morale. So while I do intend to hold up the stipulation in the match against Alice.
The name cuts through Holmes, you can almost feel the heat off her as her blood begins to boil.
English: But I wanted to offer you a back door… when you came into this company you beat her for the FIGHT Championship.
English pulls the championship out of the bag and puts it down on Serenity’s other thigh. She runs her hands over it.
English: You defend that enough times… a shot at the New World Championship is all yours.
Holmes looks at the championship, the reflection of her blood caked face stares back as the scene fades to black.
