- 2010 -
August 30th - The Molson Center, in Barrie[
The Feed for SCCW Bunkhouse Brawl 2010 begins now...]
Johnny Wilkins - Hello ladies and gentlemen and welcome to the BUNKHOUSE BRAWL!
Ryan Antonelli - Shout much?
Johnny Wilkins - I'm Johnny Wilkins alongside Ryan Antonelli for what promises to be a very exciting night. Four titles being defended including the SCCW Heavyweight Championship in the Bunkhouse Brawl itself.
Ryan Antonellii - Just another stage for Aaron Blaize to display his dominance, Wilkins. Twelve people can try, but none of them are going to succeed.
Johnny Wilkins - He's got some tough competition. Hannah Rickman, Chris Bond, Chris Champion, Myke Adams, Thomas Watson, Brandon Watkins and the underdogs like Sean Fallon, Lilly Rose, Justin Giomazzo and Dom Harter.
Ryan Antonelli - Not a problem. But lets not forget J.T. Cash also has the chance to bring the Legacy Championship back to The Faction when he faces AC Thunder.
Johnny Wilkins - And Sydney Laroux finally gets her chance for vengeance and a shot at the SCCW Welterweight Championship when she faces Modo WHOA! in a steel cage.
Ryan Antonelli - Plus the Barbaric Championship is on the line in an Angus Bullrope match as Paul Cain faces Griffin Hawkins.
Johnny Wilkins - But first we have a triple threat tag match. SCCW's very own Ascended Supremacy square off against The Cage Brothers and Nightmare Inc. And that match is up first!
[The camera goes backstage now, down a small corridor and around a corner. There we see Myke Adams, already dawning face paint. He has a determined glare in his crystal green eyes as he swings his neck and rolls his shoulders, warming his body up for the violent night ahead. He bounces around a bit, loosing up as he picks up a near by metal case, he looks it over before he shrugs and shakes his head side to side, making a sour face and tossing it aside. Adams continues a few steps and leans over before picking up a black fold out steel chair, he grins under his painted mask and grabs it up into both hands... Taking a few 'practice swings' before his eyes go upward... His name being called out.]
? - Adams...
[Myke's attention goes toward a familiar voice as we see J.T. Cash head into the shot, in his right hand is a roll of money. He smirks a bit as he sees the chair in Adams' grip.]
J.T. Cash - Getting ready to crack some skulls. Nice... Look I need to talk to you about tonight.
[Adams drops the chair over the tiled floor with a loud clang, standing upright as he flares his nostrils a bit and glares at Cash. J.T. looks over the painted up 'Sinister Superman' and extends his hand with the money, Adams peers down, looking rather unmoved by Cash's offering. J.T. grabs up Myke's hand and tucks the money inside it... Adams glaring him over all the while.]
J.T. Cash - Do not mess this up, you remember the talk we had on the phone yesterday... Don't you?
[Cash seems uncertain as he glances into Myke's eyes, Adams narrows them as his lips slowly part.]
Myke Adams - I haven't forgotten.
[Cash shakes his head and places his hand onto Myke's shoulder, Adams glancing at his hand then back at J.T. his stare goes.]
J.T. Cash - Good. Cause I do not waste my money... And after I light up AC Thunder, Faction will have the Legacy gold around J.T. Cash and that Heavyweight title coming home to Miss Rickman! It'll be a grand night for the Faction, Myke. And I know I've made the right choice by investing so much into your services... You BETTER NOT let me down!
[Adams runs his tongue inside his upper lip, he looks down at the money in his hand then back over the chair he has dropped. Cash shakes his head and laughs to himself before he turns from Myke to head on his way.]
J.T. Cash - And these idiots around here thought the Faction would never last.
Myke Adams - Cash...
[J.T. stops and spins around, he sees Adams still glaring at him. Cash raises both brows and shrugs...]
J.T. Cash - Yeah?
[Myke shakes his head and looks towards the floor...]
Myke Adams - Nothing...
J.T. Cash - Okay? Just do this right, and everything will be just fine... You got your head in this, right? I don't need to be worrying about my investment do I?
[Adams looks up, his nose crinkling under the paint as he looks unsure a bit. He sighs and shakes his head...]
Myke Adams - No.
[Adams states this very bare of any emotion, Cash winks and makes a clicking sound as he points his hand at Myke like a gun. He struts on his way as Myke watches him go, after Cash is out of sight... Myke snaps, kicking at the metal case as it sails across the hall and into the wall. Myke tosses the money onto the floor and rips up the chair, slapping it into the wall and over near by crates and the such. He continues going off as we are quickly taken back to ring side...]
Johnny Wilkins - Whoa, Adams doesn't seem all that pleased with being told how to act tonight...
Ryan Antonelli - Once an animal, always. J.T. Cash better listen to Thunder and get him neutered... He's tweaking out back there!
Johnny Wilkins - I dunno, I think Cash even seemed worried his money may have been wasted...
Ryan Antonelli - Never. He pays for the best, he gets it.
Johnny Wilkins - Well folks, regardless we have Justin Rose heading down here now... I wonder what is going on?
Ryan Antonelli - Yeah... Isn't the Bragging rights match next?!
Bragging Rights Tag Team Match
The Cage Bros Vs. Ascended Supremacy Vs. Nightmare Inc[Justin Rose can be seen entering the ring now, he hustles up the ring stairs with a microphone in hand. A disgruntled and disappointed expression on his face. His long brown hair pulled back into a tail, and a custom screened SCCW tee over his chest. He circles the ring and throws up a fist, the crowd give him a decent response before he nods and smirks a bit.]
Justin Rose - Bunkhouse Brawl... PHEW!
[Now they cheer more, Justin smiles and nods in agreement. He holds up his hand and they quiet a bit as he shakes his head, that disappointing look returns.]
Justin Rose - This WILL BE A GREAT NIGHT! [Cheers.] But... [A loud AWE resounds.] I have some regretful news... Can I have our TAG CHAMPS come on down here?!
[The lights in the arena begin to dim as all eyes focus on the stage awaiting the entrance of the next SCCW superstar or diva. The sound of "You're Going Down" by Sick Puppies blasts throughout the arena as the fans begin to stand on their feet. A mixture of boo's and cheers can be heard as Jace Parker Davidson makes his way out on stage with a smirk on his face as he looks out at the crowd, his Heritage tag strap around his waist. Jace nods his head up and down a bit before making his way down the ramp a bit for before stopping and looking out at the fans again. Jace raises both of his arms into the air as Taylor and Tiffani Michaels come following him out, Tiffani holding Tara's half of the tag straps as Jace undoes his belt and hands it to her as well. The trio head for the ring, ignoring outstretched hands of the crowd, Rose in the ring watching them make their way down. They all slide into the ring at one time... Jace gets up to his feet then climbs the nearest turnbuckle and poses for the fans as flashbulbs go off all over the arena. Tara pumping a fist high as Tiffani holds both tag belts over her head... the music dies off as the three of them turn their eyes to Justin Rose. Justin nods at the trio and smiles softly...]
Justin Rose - YOUR TAG CHAMPIONS EVERYONE!
[The crowd rattles off with a jarred reaction, Ascended S does not seem pleased. Justin shrugs as he nods their way again...]
Justin Rose - I have some bad news for you, this Bragging rights tag match...
[Justin sighs.]
Justin Rose - Is off.
[The crowd booing grows loud, Davidson and Michaels throw up their arms, livid. Justin shakes his head and tries to reconcile the situation.]
Justin Rose - With both the CWC and NeWA tag titles switching hands, SCCW could not get the newest champions onboard... This has nothing to do with you two. But the front offic...
[The crowd gets loud with dismay as Davidson shoves into Justin Rose, Rose stumbles and drops the microphone. Having not seen this coming, Michaels quickly swoops up that microphone as Davidson and Rose get into one another's face. Tiffani quickly exits the ring with the Heritage straps in tow.]
Tara Michaels - CAN IT ROSIE! [Booing grows.] AND YOU UNGRATEFUL SLOBS OUT HERE!
[The booing grows more, Davidson and Rose jawing at each other. Michaels grins and makes a bold challenge...]
Tara Michaels - We ARE NOT leaving this ring without a fight... ANY TEAM, it doesn't matter which or who. We can beat you... And WE CAN DO IT RIGHT NOW!
[Justin contest, but Davidson quickly lights him up with a low kick and nasty DDT! Justin flopping in pain as Davidson gets to his knees with a coy grin, Michaels nods as she slams down the microphone and the two of them beckon anyone from the backstage area. Justin Rose claws at the ring canvas and drags himself under the ropes. Sitting up as he clutches his head with a disgruntled expression. Davidson points at Justin and runs him down verbally before suddenly the lights go out!]
Johnny Wilkins - Well folks, Justin Rose has announced that this match will not happen... Davidson attacked him without warning and now the lights are out.
Ryan Antonelli - What is going on?!
[The lights come back on as Katherine Stryfe and Valerie Belmont of Nightmare Inc. are seen in the ring behind Tara and Jace... the crowd loud as Justin Rose stands up and smirks, taking his hand off his head right as the Nightmare Inc attacks! Stryfe pounding at Davidson from behind with a forearm shot and another, and another. As Belmont lands a dropkick that sends Michaels rebounding into the ropes chest first! As she bounces out the bell sounds and Michaels gets flipped with a nasty reverse Frankensteiner!]
Johnny Wilkins - I think Justin Rose set them up here... NIGHT MARE INC is in the house folks!
Ryan Antonelli - What a snake...
[Rose heads backstage wearing a grin as Nightmare Inc continues to drive the contest. Katherine snaps Jace over with a suplex and right after Belmont does the same to Michaels, only snapping her right onto Davidson! The two stand and have devious smirks on their faces before the referee enters and tries to force them to their corner.]
Johnny Wilkins - This is completely catching Michaels and Davidson by surprise here... WAIT THEY'RE UP!
Ryan Antonelli - Oh man... Nice moves!
[Before the referee can make another order, Stryfe and Belmont are simultaneously snapped backward by German suplexes from the Simcoe tag champs! Angry as ever, Davidson goes off and stomps a hole through Katherine before he drops into her and hoist her to a seat before locking in a tight rear chin lock. Michaels drops a leg over Belmont's neck and then exits to the referee's request. The referee working with Belmont, who is hurting now to get her in her corner. Jace uses the referee's distraction to draw some booing as he pelts to blatant closed fist right into Katherine's head. He stands and rips her up by her dark hair before snapping her over his head with a twisting brainbuster styled suplex!]
Johnny Wilkins - Wow, I was wrong. Davidson is really in control now.
Ryan Antonelli - That was a nasty little move.
[Davidson drags Stryfe into his corner and tags Tara, she hits the top rope and hits a nice moonsault! Lifting up Stryfe, Belmont has finally found her footing near her corner, but the referee cannot stop Davidson as he charges her and wraps her quickly, twisting her upside down and breaking her over the mat with a devastating vertebreaker like move!]
Johnny Wilkins - OUCH! Jace just landed his Twisted Reality! Belmont is down and out folks... completely out!
Ryan Antonelli - Tara looks ready to pounce over there...
[Michaels folds Styrfe over with a kick to the gut before landing a nice scissor kick to the back of her head! She makes a quick pin as Davidson screams out after pounding at his chest with a fist!]
Jace Parker Davidson - YOU CAN'T BEAT US!
Johnny Wilkins - They just destroyed Nightmare Inc... Wow.
Ryan Antonelli - I'm stunned too... Never thought this would go down so fast, so furious. Ha ha ha.
[The referee makes the count, the SCCW crowd stunned at the turn of this match so quickly.]
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
Winners : ASCENDED SUPREMACY! TARA MICHAELS AND JACE PARKER DAVIDSON!!!
[Ascended Supremacy lift up their fallen opponents and toss them from the ring, the crowd on fire with disdain as Tiffani re-enters and hands them their titles. Jace continues to jaw about their greatness as he slaps the surface of his title and hoist it high over his head. Tara kisses the front of her belt before holding it high with both hands. The trio continues to taunt the crowd and celebrate their destruction of Nightmare Inc. We are taken backstage...]
Justin Rose - Are you friggin serious, Jim?
[The cameras pick up near the door way into Jim Diamond's office, as they peer inside. Justin Rose is throwing his hands around in a fit, Diamond kicks his feet up on his desk top and leans back in his chair.]
Jim Diamond - That is Mr. Diamond to you...
Justin Rose - What did I do wrong?! Seriously, I have kept this place on the front face of the scene... You are over reacting here.
[Diamond leans forward and shoves some paper work across his desk, he grins before rubbing his closely shaved head and adjusting his tie.]
Jim Diamond - Sign it, like it, or get the Hell out of my building.
[Justin has a look of shock, but quickly grabs up an ink pen and signs the papers. He shoves them back towards Diamond and nearly growls as he shakes his hands in fist.]
Justin Rose - You'll regret making me do this...
[With that we cut back to the booth... Wilkins and Antonelli looking rather puzzled.]
Johnny Wilkins - I am not sure what those papers were, but folks Justin Rose did not seem pleased.
Ryan Antonelli - Resignation, ha ha ha. I knew it was coming... Don't cross the boss.
Johnny Wilkins - I am not so sure... But as soon as we have details, so will you folks.
Ryan Antonelli - Wait a sec, we've got more back there...
[We see Rose storming around a corner away from Diamond's office, Tara and Tiffani Michaels with Jace Parker nearly run right into him. They look pleased as Jace shoves Justin a bit, Rose scowls, looking ready to explode.]
Jace Parker Davidson - Hope you saw what we just did to Nightmare Inc, Rose. You can't stop us... Send whoever you wish our way, we are the BEST tag team in this dump!
[Rose closes his eyes, suddenly a grin crosses his face. He shoves Davidson back, Tara and Tiffani look shocked at his actions as the trio get ready to lay into him. Justin is joined, without his knowledge by Colton Monroe, Colt throws an arm over Justin's shoulders as Ascended Supremacy backs off a few steps.]
Colton Monroe - These pukes giving you shit, Justin?
[Justin glances back and nods a bit at Monroe. He then turns his eyes on the tag champions...]
Justin Rose - Trying to... I was just about to let them know Jim Diamond has cut me loose.
[Colton sighs.]
Colton Monroe - WHAT?!
[Ascended S smirk and nod.]
Jace Parker Davidson - Good riddance, you joke...
[Justin rolls his head, he chuckles to himself.]
Justin Rose - Didn't let me finish... He cut me loose as the newest member of SCCW's roster...
[AS and Monroe seem shocked a bit, Monroe smiles quickly and slaps Justin on the back.]
Colton Monroe - That is sick!
Tara Michaels - So what, big deal... Now you can't force teams our way anymore. You're as powerless as that freak next to you!
Justin Rose - This freak? [He points his thumb back at Monroe.] He's my new tag partner... We'll be seeing you soon enough!
[Justin blows a shoulder into Davidson and storms by the trio, Colton stunned as he quickly follows along, but not before throwing his tongue out at them with a strange mocking sound. Ascended Supremacy does not look pleased, they both glare at one another as we cut quickly elsewhere backstage.]
[The show cuts to one of the deeper, darker corners of the Molson Center to where Modo WHOA! is standing with the Welterweight title belt slung over one shoulder. A figure approaches from down the corridor as Modo skulks out from the shadows.]
Man - God damn it, don't do that...
[He says as he nearly jumps out of his skin. Modo laughs.]
Man - What do you want?
Modo WHOA! - I have a small problem I need your help with.
Man - Whoa, I don--
[Modo slaps the man around the face; the man looks shocked before he realises the error making a joke at a time like this.]
Modo WHOA! - As I'm sure you're aware I have a big match later tonight. I need somebody to watch my back.
Man - Why me?
Modo WHOA! - Don't worry, you're not special or anything. You're just the first person to walk by.
[There's a pause as Modo WHOA! and the man stare at one another.]
Man - What do you need from me?
Modo WHOA! - Come this way...
[He says as the scene fades out.]
The Bunkhouse Brawl 2010 goes for a short intermission...
