Post by CCWrestling on May 23, 2021 19:20:22 GMT
CCW Sunday School:
Astraea w/ C.J. Sweet and Rimadonna def. Rika w/ Pao Chan
— After the match, the lights would go out due to some sort of error in production and Pao Chan appeared, throwing the Slay Belles out of the ring. Rima, Astraea and C.J. yelled that Rika would pay to end the segment.
Mariah Kennedy def. Brien Storm
Double Dragons def. Farm Fresh Beef
Ricki Wilde def. Doe Ramey and Deanna T. Ford.
— This match had originally meant to only star Doe and Deanna, but Ricki Wilde would eventually make her entrance, force herself into the match and squash both competitors.
Hercule Giles def. Deadeye Weston and Magnus for a shot at the Christcore Championship.
Hunter Kingman and Valeria def. The Ashleys (Ashley LaShae and Ashley R.)
— The makeshift team of Hunter Kingman and Valeria would overthrow the Ashleys in a dominant performance, finally allowing Kingman and Valeria to be free of the cultlike Ashleys once and for all, perhaps?! Hunter Kingman wins with a pinfall on Ashley R.
Faith McKinsey def. Tinsley Marshall in a Car Wash Contest making it 1-1 in their best of 7 series.
Ricki Wilde def. Allister Meowly
S & M def. Regulators Inc.
— S & M would gain their first major victory here by somehow tying up Regulators Inc. in this contest. Get it? Tie up? Jane Adler would eat the pinfall after a back and forth contest, which saw S and M incapacitate Sadie, leading to the numbers game taking hold on Jane. In the end, S & M would hit their finish and win in their debut here in CCW.
Angel McMaster def. Mykie Villanueva
— Angel McMaster and newcomer, wrestling veteran Mykie Villanueva would have a back and forth in the main event of CCW Sunday School. This would ultimately lead to both going the entirety of their time limit, and in the end after several near falls and exchanged finishes… Angel McMaster would overcome Villanueva with a Divine Intervention for the victory.
CCW Super Wrestling With Christ:
Super Wrestling With Christ had finally come to air and we began with Brennan Devlin sitting on a plane alongside Chellsea. He of course was the last remaining on screen owner of the company and Chellsea had been in charge on screen. Their relationship was complicated, though generally as of late they had been getting on much better.
Chellsea: “So Marty is dead.”
Brennan Devlin: “Yep, weird, huh?”
He was being strange about this, but when wasn’t Brennan Devlin being at least somewhat strange?
Chellsea: “Did you kill him Brennan?”
Brennan Devlin: “Why would I kill him, Chellsea? I can’t believe…”
Chellsea: “Listen, we’re kind of friends and I can tell you care about CCW in your own way, if you murdered him, you have to let me know so we can get ahead of this.”
Brennan Devlin: “Chellsea, I would never murder another human.”
He said with a wink.
Chellsea: “For some reason I don’t believe you.”
Slowly, Cecily Golding came down the aisle of the plane carrying a large bag of snacks, then looked at them.
Cecily Golding: “Yeah Brennan would never kill anyone, we just went to home depot late that night and got some shovels and stuff for a project.”
Chellsea: “She’s kidding right? Brennan?”
Brennan Devlin: “Chellsea, relax, we were gardening… at 4 AM. And didn’t they report shark bites? That wasn’t us.”
Cecily Golding: “He’s right, I watched shark week a year ago those fuckers are scary.”
Brennan Devlin: “She’s right, they are scary. We aren’t that scary.”
Chellsea: “... No you’re both pretty scary.”
Cecily was more happy about that than Brennan as they settled in, with her sitting with the group. The camera panning out to see other CCW staff on the plane.
Cecily Golding: “Aw thank you.”
Fade.
Lazlo Goodlove: “Welcome everyone to Super Wrestling With Christ, live from Saudi Arabia! Due to protests from Nate Paxton and his son, Tate, and a contract dispute, we’re being joined tonight on commentary by the lovely Saylor Stanhouse!”
Saylor Stanhouse: “I am lovely, aren’t I?”
Lazlo Goodlove: “You certainly are, if I were ten years younger… who am I kidding, you’d still kill me and if you didn’t, Irene would.”
Saylor Stanhouse: “I’m married Lazlo.”
Lazlo Goodlove: “And I have looked past that flaw before, sometimes to my own detriment. But here we are, the raucous Saudi crowd watching on, a thirst for blood in their eyes!”
Saylor Stanhouse: “Well they may just get it as we go into our opening match!”
Lazlo Goodlove: “That’s right, the Children of the Moon take on Brew Collar… will Brew Collar retain their gold? Or will the Children of the Moon get the big win they’ve been aiming for since coming to CCW?!”
We go to ring announcers Presleigh and Blaire who were ready to call out the following entrants upon their entrances...
Children of the Moon (Bex Thoreau and Julie Miri) def. Brew Collar (Jack Danielson and Andrew Wilkow) for the CCW Tag Team Championships.
— In the opening match of the night, the Tag Team Championships were on the line. The issues with both teams had sometimes went beyond just CCW, with the issues between Danielson and Thoreau having popped up in even Wrestling Club. But tonight it came to a head as both used their Tag Team know how to go toe to toe. Early on it seemed like Brew Collar would continue their reign as dominant champions and make quick work of the Children of the Moon.
But the Children of the Moon weren’t no slouches. Nuh uh. They were the hot one here in CCW right now and they felt the fire and soon, Brew Collar started too, too! Thoreau would isolate Danielson from his partner for sometime early on. She was literally kicking the shit out of him in the corner after turning things around, using the full on time limits to choke the shit out of that bitch with a boot. Whatever she could to gain the advantage.
Things continued like this for some time, with neither team gaining and keeping the advantage for too long. But finally, the end of this contest came with Danielson getting the tag and Wilkow cleaning house. Things looked like the Children of the Moon were doomed but Wilkow picked up too much steam at one point, running at Julie Miri and accidentally taking out the referee. If you know anything about referee bumps, that motherfucker just died. He was dead.
Andrew Wilkow checked him out but due to that Andrew Wilkow rage the referees neck had just been snapped for reals and shit. Had anyone ever killed a referee before? But those despicable Children of the Moon would use the referees death to their advantage! They took Danielson out from the apron and immediately catch Wilkow up in their finish off the distraction! 1… 2… 3! We have new Tag Team Champions as another referee slid into the ring, though reluctant as his friend just died!
Heather Haze was seen arriving to the arena with her Golden Ticket Championship in her arms, and obviously she was watching over her shoulder as the 24/7 rules were still in effect.
Taylor Lynn: “Hey fatass! Devlin says whoever has the belt by match time gets to enter the Winner Take All match so…”
Taylor clubbed her from behind with a kendo stick, beating her on the ground as Heather cried out in agony.
Taylor Lynn: “Sucks it has to be this way but…”
Taylor picked up Heather and dropped her, going for a pin when out of nowhere, Neve Marx cocks her upside the head with a boot! Then she leaps atop Heather! 1… 2… 3!
Rusty McFeely: “New champion, Neve Marx!”
Saylor Stanhouse: “That’s Neve’s first title, ever, holy!”
But Taylor was on her tail, then returning to help Heather up. She glared at her, then the two nodded.
Heather Haze: “Let's find that bitch.”
Lazlo Goodlove: “Uh oh, there has been an alliance in the Golden Ticket division!”
Blaise Fader def. Maxx Bennett and Precious Pepper Vain to retain the APEX International Championship
— Match starts out and Maxx takes a forearm to the jaw from the champ that sends her out the ring. The remaining two lock up but Vain sneakily tries for a headlock takeover that Fader denies by effortlessly tossing her much smaller opponent across the ring. Blaise then takes a step forward before she’s rolled up by Bennett who manages to get a two count by pulling on her singlet. PPV then yanks Maxx off of her but the Rated X super star reverses that with an arm drag. Pepper leaps to her feet and hits a backhand chop to the chest which prompts Maxx to yell out “YOU ALMOST TOOK MY NIPPLE OFF”. This somehow hypes Bennett up and she hits a series of battering forearms before whipping PPV across the ring for a float-over DDT. What Maxx doesn’t know is that Blaise is charging full force into her opponents and just smashes into them like a battering ram, sending them both out of the ring where the match continues on. Blaise goes for a headbutt on PPV and eats an eye poke for her troubles, turning around to receive a chair assisted ax handle from Bennett that nearly bends over the champion’s cranium. Fortune’s favorite then hits a well timed chop block to send Fader down to her knees before she starts pulling off the padding from ringside. Bennett keeps laying on some forearm bashes to the back before she and PPV successfully suplex the current International champion onto the bare floor. Maxx reaches under the ring and starts pulling out chair after chair, tossing them onto Blaise to try to bury her under them. Pepper doesn’t like the idea of using a weapon at first but reluctantly obliges, throwing the chairs onto Blaise’s body. They end up finishing it off with a ladder that was there for some reason and just dumps it onto her body.
Bennett then eats a title shot to the head from Miss LPW who then rolls her into the ring and goes for the cocky chest stepping pinfall but only gets a two. The 19 year old then picks up Maxx for a bridging suplex attempt that she stuffs before rolling toward her opponent’s back and landing a neckbreaker. Bennett’s pin attempt is thwarted at one and she’s right back on the offensive with a rolling schoolgirl pin that pops up into a thrust kick to the face and tries for yet another pin. This time it's a two count but Pepper gets her shoulder up confidently. Bennett then tries to tickle PPV’s butt BUT she ain’t having it and gets goated into a slap and forearm smash combo. Maxx then tries to pick her up for a suplex attempt but it’s reversed into a monkey flip. However, just as surprised as we are, Bennett is on her feet but not for long when PPV hits her with a snap German suplex and starts to relentlessly stomp onto the back of her head, making sure she’s down and completely out of it. This prompts Vain to climb up the nearest turnbuckle and set up for her high vertical foot stomp.. But she stops in her tracks when she sees Blaise arising from her chair covered coffin, looking really pissed.
PPV rushes to shake a groggy Bennett and when she realizes Fader is up, she just feeds Miss LPW to Blaise by tossing her through the ropes. Pepper backpedals and Fader gives chase until she pokes Blaise in the eyes once more before taking a few steps back and setting up for a running dropkick. PPV runs in and Fader pops her up in the air for a powerbomb on the pile of chairs. Bennett leaps off of the top rope for a hurricanrana whip that sends Blaise face-first into the barricade and then pushes her into the ring. Maxx then hits a facewash boot followed by two hip attacks but the second turns into a lifting uranage Backbreaker. Blaise follows that up with five jumping sentons in a row, throwing more of her weight into it with each move before just lifting Maxx up for that pull-up piledriver that spells the end of the night for her and makes that the first successful APEX International Championship defense.
Brennan Devlin was wandering down the hall, feeling pretty calm and collected about everything going on tonight so far. The threats from the Saudis seemed minimal, Chang wasn’t here to offend them, everything was going well. Then he came across a cardboard cutout of Essence which would be competing in a match tonight.
Brennan Devlin: “If only you were the real Essence, I miss her.”
He was sad, he had cultivated a friendship with the immortal 19 year old! They were the best of pals. The camera panned out and he turned around and… did that cardboard cutout get more fleshy.
Brennan Devlin: “But she isn’t here so, what can I do? Stupid Saudis banning my daughter…”
The cardboard cutout jiggled behind him and looked as if it were about to burst out laughing.
Brennan Devlin: “Wait a minute, I’d know the sound of that jiggle anywhere.”
Brennan turned around, smiling, and he was staring down his best pal, legendary pure wrestler ESSENCE!
Brennan Devlin: “MY DAUGHTER!”
Essence: “PRETEND DAD.”
They hugged tight and squealed in what might have been embarrassing for Brennan as a man but he did not care.
Saylor Stanhouse: “I hate this.”
Lazlo Goodlove: “It’s so lovely.”
Tinsley Marshall def. Faith McKinsey in a mud wrestling match, making their Best of 7 stand at 2-1.
— These two beat the snot out of eachother in the mud and it seemed like it was anyones ball game. Ultimately, Tinsley Marshall would choke Faith out in the mud for the win Poor Faith.
We go backstage where Astraea, Rimadonna and C.J. Sweet all stand by with Felicity Cash, who they honestly seem to prefer to the more wholesome, kind interviewer that is Verity Sinclaire.
Felicity Cash: “Ladies I’m so happy you could join me.”
C.J. Sweet: “I think I can speak for the rest of the Slay Belles when I say we’re all delighted to be here.”
Rimadonna: “It’s not everyday you get to contribute to the greatest reign going in wrestling.”
Astraea: “And our girl here gets to crush an ant beneath her boot on top of it all…”
The ladies all smiled as Rimadonna and Astraea held hands by C.J., obviously backing the champion.
Felicity Cash: “That said, there’s been so much focus on C.J… What about Rimadonna and Astraea, when is it their turn?”
C.J. Sweet: “We’re a group of equals, Felicity, it’s always their turn… tonight, we’re handling our business but next?”
Rimadonna: “We want the tag team championships.”
Astraea: “God’s favorite wrestler, and his favorite tag team… it has a nice ring to it.”
Felicity Cash: “It certainly does.”
Nearby, we see Neve Marx running down the hall, trying to avoid any sort of groups of people looking to take the Golden Ticket from her and… for now, she escapes! But Heather Haze and Taylor Lynn are directly among those on her trail.
Ronn Von Dutch def. Raptor
— A dinosaur versus Ronn Von Dutch! The two had a back and forth battle that was surprisingly a highlight here in the early parts of the night. The Saudi’s and their well known fascination with the Kaiju really lead to some support for Saudi Arabia’s Favorite Dinosaur. But ultimately, whatever offense he mustered could not overcome the sweet ass kicks and shit of Ronn Von Dutch who won. Did you guys know he’s similar to another guy? That one shitty title didn’t want him but we love him. We love Raptor too. See them both later in the show. THEIR NIGHT ISN’T OVAH.
We go to the back where director of merchandising Dulce Desjardins is chilling in her booth with her boyfriend watching over her, they were out of sight of any Saudi’s who might get too wild at her over exposed chest in that top.
Dulce Desjardins: “Hey boys, just for all of you, every CCW t-shirt on ChristCenteredClothing.com is 50 percent off. Just put in code ‘DDSINMYFACE’, I didn’t pick the code.”
She said in a flirtatious manner, gazing into the camera. The camera getting way too good of shots of her form.
Dulce Desjardins: “Also, check out our various wrestling company friends at… well, look at the graphic. And most of all I’ll…”
Before she could continue, as she bent into the camera to give them a good sight, a crash was heard down the hall.
Saylor Stanhouse: “Dulce doing her rather sensual advertisements here but… somethings going on.”
Lazlo Goodlove: “The cameras are going down the hall to check on whatever it may be and…”
Dulce was annoyed but the cameras went on, finding Verity Sinclaire having been trying to interview Chris Constantine Jr. But Lisa Seldon had arrived as people in the back tried to hold them back. The lights were oddly flickering and was that an explosion outside? No, couldn’t be.
Lisa Seldon: “MEOW MEOW MEOW.”
She looked up, it was still happening, everytime she opened her mouth that happened back here. Constantine was confident.
Chris Constantine Jr.: “That’s what you get!”
Suddenly Lisa Seldon brandished a litter box for some reason and began swinging at Constantine who ducked for cover as we try to regain control in the back.
Saylor Stanhouse: “Why does Lisa have a litterbox?”
Lazlo Goodlove: “Hellcat, I guess.”
Aegidus and a Cardboard Cutout of Essence vs. Mystery Opponents?!
— We go to the ring where Aegidus is getting his entrance, the crowd cheering him on. Casually, in the ring, CCW staff are setting up the cardboard cut out of Essence which is stuck in that ‘Essence here’ pose, you know the one from when she kept promoting her movie. Suddenly, the Killer Baes music hits as Aegidus looks up at the stage and sees Corrie Tomsen and Astrid Weston making a beeline for the ring.
Saylor Stanhouse: “The Baes?!”
Lazlo Goodlove: “Remember when Astrid had originally been booked at the Greatest Wrestling with Christ to face Essence? It makes sense they would be the mystery opponents!”
Astrid and Corrie hit the ring and the bell rang after both went to their corners. Astrid seemingly yelling obscenities at the cutout of Essence. Cardboard Essence started out against Astrid, but Astrid was too much for the much flatter than I remembered Essence. The lights flickered as she dropped her to the mat and laughed… Then.. The lights went out.
Saylor Stanhouse: “More technical interference?!”
Lazlo Goodlove: “Maybe?!”
Then the cutout looked squishier than we remembered… wait a minute, it’s real ESSENCE! OMG.
Saylor Stanhouse: “I thought she was banned!”
Lazlo Goodlove: “Brennan must have got her in!”
Essence has a scared Astrid screaming while Aegidius takes Corrie to the outside fighting! Astrid looks like she’s seen a ghost! Essence hooks her with her finisher! 1… 2… 3! Essence and Aegidius just win out of nowhere!
Lazlo Goodlove: “Astrid is in shock!”
Saylor Stanhouse: “She had no way of knowing Essence would be here!”
Essence and Aegidius celebrate, meanwhile Astrid and Corrie are yelling obscenities from the outside as we fade to the break. Essence also had a Saudi man giving her funny looks so we’re worried about her but it’ll be okay I hope.
Heather Haze and Taylor Lynn are still hunting for Neve Marx who is literally on the run right now with the Golden Ticket Championship, trying to survive until the winner take all. We see Lynn and Haze narrowly miss her passing around a corner.
Saylor Stanhouse: “Neve Marx trying to get out of dodge here for now but she’s being hunted.”
Lazlo Goodlove: “That belt is a target on the back of whoever is wearing it, it was brave of her to even try.”
Neve wandered down the hall and backed into a room. When she heard footsteps outside, then more approaching. The two ladies - Lynn and Haze asked the man by the door.
Taylor Lynn: “You seen Neve Marx?”
Heather Haze: “Blonde, wearing a belt that does not belong to her?”
Man: “She just went down the hall, if you don’t hurry she’ll be gone.”
Both ladies ran off, then once they were gone, whomever unlocked the door and Neve poked her head outside.
Neve Marx: “Hello? Where did he go? Sounded so familiar, huh… Shit my match!”
She said as she ran off to the ring leaving whom just helped her as a mystery. On down the hall, Brennan Devlin finds a note on the ground.
Brennan Devlin: “Meet me in the boiler room, I know who on your roster killed Marty… signed… deep throat. Is this a reference?”
Saylor Stanhouse: “Honestly shocked he can read.”
Lazlo Goodlove: “Saylor!”
They laughed as we fade into the next match.
Neve Marx def. Edgar Malcovich in a Paddle on the Pole Match to retain the Golden Ticket Championship.
— Have you ever seen a man get his face paddled before? Eddy Poe hadn’t but in this match he had. Eddy had tried to keep her from ascending that pole, and while Neve was for sure a good girl, she was natural at climbing that pole and treating the tip in exactly the way she needed to pull down the paddle. Neve proceeded to spank him in the face like his mother should have, and while he had put on a valiant effort… Neve would win via well, spanking a man in the face with a paddle.
Neve Marx was celebrating with her gold when she saw a man in the crowd, everyone starting to recognize him.
Lazlo Goodlove: “Wait a minute, you know who that is, Saylor?”
Saylor Stanhouse: “APEX Uprising’s Casper Cole, friend of Neve Marx? I’d heard through the grapevine though that these two fell out…”
Lazlo Goodlove: “We’ve seen him popping up trying to win over this young lady after some drama, but here they are…”
Neve and Casper exchange words on the outside, and it becomes abundantly clear he was the man who had saved Neve earlier. Then suddenly he tries to warn her but Nicola Martin rolls her up! 1… 2… 3!
Lazlo Goodlove: “Nicola isn’t a wrestler, what the?!”
Rusty McFeely: “New Golden Ticket Champion, Nicola Martin!”
Nicola doesn’t necessarily know what to do but she sees Taylor Lynn and Heather Haze coming so she ducks through the crowd and runs off! Neve stands up, annoyed at first before laughing it off, easy come, easy go. Her banter with Casper growing as they both grin about everything.
Neve Marx: “You really came here for me?”
Casper Cole: “I did.”
The Saudi’s around them growing restless at this affection seemingly growing between a man and a woman who didn’t even cover her forearm, the slut (their thoughts, not mine!). Then suddenly, Neve and Casper kissed, like kiss kissed, like romantic moment kiss! And the crowd reacted in a mix of disgust and awe, but some of them were like bitches gonna die. Casper hopped the barricade to get away from the angry crowd, then took her by the hand and the two ran off, smiling at one another while security tried to regain control of the crowd.
Lazlo Goodlove: “The crowd going wild but not for the reasons they normally would!”
Saylor Stanhouse: “Right! We’ll be back once we regain control!”
We see Faith McKinsey walking down the hall when a bright light shines out of a room and she stops, gazing into it.
Faith McKinsey: “God?”
Then wanders in, closing the door behind her. Meanwhile, Nicola Martin is running off down the hall with the Golden Ticket Championship when she is rolled up by Taylor Lynn! 1… 2.. 3!
Rusty McFeely: “New Golden Ticket Champion, Taylor Lynn!”
Heather Haze runs up and she and Taylor exchange glances while Nicola gets out of there, not being a wrestler and all.
Heather Haze: “You have my belt.”
Taylor Lynn: “It’s mine now.”
Before they can say anything, someone knocks Lynn into Heather, knocking her down. Deadeye Weston! Deadeye hooks a leg… 1… 2… 3!
Rusty McFeely: “New Golden Ticket Champion, Deadeye Weston!”
Before he can say anything, Heather Haze immediately rolls him up! 1… 2… 3!
Rusty McFeely: “New Golden Ticket Champion, Heather Haze!”
Heather starts to get up only to be clapped by a chair from Essence! The purest wrestler! Essence lifts her up and catches her with her finish, then hooks the leg! 1… 2… 3!
Rusty McFeely: “New Golden Ticket Champion, ESSENCE!”
Essence takes the belt and hurries off, leaving Taylor Lynn and Heather Haze laying there, giving each other a glance and deciding to go back on the hunt. Two heads are better than one after all.
Conor Machina def. Void Walker w/ Ben Walker
— Conor Machina would make his pay per view return here against Void Walker and the former Bun Bun. Void and Machina would have a hell of a fight, going out into the crowd and doing battle, using several bits and pieces of weaponry at their disposal and Conor even eliminated Ben early into the match through some equipment. Several near falls came from both sides. Eventually, the match would come to a close when Conor nailed his finisher on Void Walker and gained the pinfall…
But the saga was not over. As Conor celebrated, the lights flickered off and on and Void Walker was gone. On stage, a masked gentleman stood with a crazed look in his eyes and seemingly signalled at Conor that this was not over. The Void watched on, and Conor yelled for him to bring it… but The Void did not answer as we fade to the back with a staredown.
Essence wandered through the back before finding a decorate suit of armor in Brennan’s office. She decided to hide in it, stuffing her bottom into the legs, though due to her top heavy constraints she could not get the chest plate on. She hid the belt in the armor and then put on the mask, then people came looking… Heather Haze burst in and then Brennan wandered in.
Brennan Devlin: “Hey, hey, what are you doing in my office?”
Heather Haze: “Essence has my championship and I want it.”
Brennan looked around, confused.
Brennan Devlin: “My pretend daughter? Fantastic pure professional wrestler Essence has your belt?”
Heather Haze: “Yes.”
Brennan Devlin: “Haven’t seen her.”
Then they both glanced over at the busty suit of armor in the corner of the room and Brennan looks at Heather Haze awkward.
Heather Haze: “Then what’s that?”
Brennan Devlin: “That’s my boob armor, I like big tits.”
He said as he squeezed the suit of armors boobs and there was an ‘oooh’. Then he looked back awkwardly.
Brennan Devlin: “That’s uh, effects or something. See, totally not real, the boobs are a prop.”
Taylor Lynn poked her head in the door, looking at them.
Taylor Lynn: “He does like boobs, come on, she has to be somewhere.”
Brennan Devlin: “Tell your husband I said he is handsome and talented and that is not at all weird.”
Taylor Lynn: “It’s pretty weird.”
Eventually they left and Brennan went over and locked the door, then moved over and lifted the helmet off of Essence.
Brennan Devlin: “Hey kiddo.”
Essence: “Thank you.”
Brennan Devlin: “I gotta head down to the boiler room, you gonna be okay?”
Essence: “Yeah I’ve got this, no worries, thank you again.”
They hugged and were all wholesome and shit as we fade into the next segment.
We’re to the boiler room now with Brennan Devlin looking to meet the stranger he had gotten a note from earlier. He wandered in, when he saw Dulce Desjardins standing there. The redhead giving him a look.
Brennan Devlin: “You’re deep throat?”
Dulce Desjardins: “Not today, throats a bit sore. Orion was on me the whole plane ride over too so I’m kind of tired.”
Both of them shared a snicker before he realized how weird this was.
Brennan Devlin: “Why are you down here?”
Dulce Desjardins: “Got a weird letter, said to come alone?”
He gazed at his long time friend, walking over by CCW’s director of merchandising. But who?! Who sent the letters?
Brennan Devlin: “Weird, I got one too and…”
Voice: “It was me, I sent the letters!”
They glance to see Jake Kovacs, son of Marty Kovacs gazing upon both of them. Then he pointed at Dulce.
Jake Kovacs: “And you killed my dad.”
Brennan Devlin: “That was sharks. It was confirmed.”
Jake Kovacs: “In an empty room?! I saw her go to his room they had a meeting over marketing strategy. I took pictures and I’m going to give them to you, Brennan. She’s the last person who was seen with my father.”
Brennan Devlin: “Why would you show me this?”
Jake Kovacs: “Dad is leaving me nothing, I figure I help you, you help me. Nobody else knows but us.”
He turned to Dulce, showing her the pictures.
Brennan Devlin: “Dulce, explain.”
Dulce Desjardins: “Okay, okay, fine. I did it but it was to get rid of him. He was holding you back, you could take over this place and do so much more with it! I mean you hired me.”
Brennan looked at her, and her at him, sighing. Then he turned to Jake.
Brennan Devlin: “Jake, we’ve got her, find something to restrain her.”
Jake nodded and began to look, then Brennan picked up a pipe off the floor nearby and began to bludgeon him. Off screen though, was this real or just bs, who knew?! Then Brennan stood up, bloody and walked over, hugging Dulce.
Brennan Devlin: “You’re a good friend.”
Dulce Desjardins: “I know but what about him?”
She hugged back, then glanced at the body.
Brennan Devlin: “Don’t worry, me and Cecily get rid of bodies all the time, and in Saudi Arabia, pfft. We’ll just put it on all them. You’re good.”
Brennan confronts Dulce who he meets in boiler room, finds out she murdered Marty. Hides the evidence.
Essence was running down the hall trying to escape this place with the Golden Ticket Championship only to see people coming right at her. Then quickly from behind she’s rolled up!
1… 2… 3!
Rusty McFeely: “New Golden Ticket Champion, Blaire Baddeley!”
The ring announcer got the belt and ran off, leaving Essence on the ground annoyed, though she shrugged it off and went to go find Aegidius. Blaire is going down the hall when Hunter Kingman spears her to the ground, she hooks the leg… 1… 2… 3!
Rusty McFeely: “New Golden Ticket Champion, Hunter Kingman!”
Saylor Stanhouse: “Chaos in the backstage area here, everyone wants the Golden Ticket Championship!”
Hunter got up and was immediately taken down by Amira Kassouri! Amira drove her into the wall then hit a finish on her, hooking the leg… 1… 2… 3!
Rusty McFeely: “Amira is Golden Ticket Champion!”
Amira took off down the hall with the belt in hand, a group of wrestlers on her tail immediately after.
Deirdre Evans def. Amira Kassouri and Redd Thunder for the CCW Golden Ticket Championship.
— Amira Kassouri was slapped between some mega meaty meat here tonight and she did her best. But she was just too smushed between the massive sweet meaty bods of the meaty duo going against her! She had a few near falls but didn’t quite get the win. And ultimately, the end of this contest saw Deirdre take out Redd and get the pinfall after they’d both sent Amira flying like that thing Keith Lee did to Adam Cole that one time on NXT. You know from his hype package on Raw the other day? That one. Amira was regaining her composure but it was too late, Deirdre won.
Backstage we see Azi in a tub, naked, bubbles obscuring her naughty bits and the CCW Combat Crown Championship sitting by the tub.
Azi: “It doesn’t matter whether it’s Heather Haze, Taylor Lynn, Neve Marx, Deirdre Evans, Essence, or any number of people vying for the Golden Ticket Championship…”
Azi shrugged as she looked at her belt and adjusted herself, the censors having a hard time keeping her titties off the screen.
Azi: “In the end, I’ll be double champion. I’ll be the first person in CCW history to hold two championships at the exact same time.”
Azi smirked and did the weird tongue thing, then stood up in front of the camera naked and stepped out, getting a towel. The censors are still having a field day as we fade into the break.
Deirdre Evans turns down a hallway and out of nowhere, Raptor just kicks her in the head! Deirdre hits the floor and Raptor looks around.
Raptor: “Where were you?”
Rusty McFeely: “Catering.”
Raptor jumped atop Deirdre as Rusty dropped to the floor, counting. 1… 2.. 3..! Raptor grabbed the gold and ran off, meanwhile Deirdre sat up looking angry. This wasn’t over.
The Killer Baes (Corrie and Astrid) def. The Lancasters (Greenly and Georgia)
— The Lancasters would make their CCW debut against a very ticked off as of late Killer Baes. The Baes wouldn’t give them an inch, relentless throughout, a stark contrast to how they usually went about things. But the Lancasters being hot young baby faces would fight back all they could, ultimately though, the relentless nature of the Baes was too much for the Lancasters and the Baes would pick up the victory.
Brennan Devlin had returned to his office with Dulce, where he hung out with her, tag partner Cecily Golding, and Felicity Cash. The group of them chatting back and forth when the door pushed open.
Maxx Bennett: “Wrestle daddy, did you see what happened out there? I should be International Champion and…”
Brennan Devlin: “Listen I saw, but Blaise won’t be around forever. Given her size, probably in a few months she’ll be dead.”
Maxx Bennett: “Yeah but…”
Brennan Devlin: “Maxx, chill, I’m kind of on edge and…”
The door came open and in came Chellsea, things getting worse. Chellsea looked annoyed at Maxx.
Chellsea: “Out.”
Maxx Bennett: “But I…”
Chellsea: “I will get Blaise to come back here right now, I swear to god.”
Maxx slinked out of the room, sticking her tongue out at Chellsea though, as this wasn’t over.
Chellsea: “Now Brennan, what’s going on, you’ve been weird?”
Brennan Devlin: “Me? Weird? Never.”
Chellsea: “Uh huh. Tell me.”
They sit down to discuss as we fade to the break.
Raptor is heading down the hall when he stops and sees a picture of Mrs. Vonn Dutch bent over, her booty out there.
Raptor: “We don’t have those where I come from… the jurassic…”
Before he could continue, Ronn Vonn Dutch spin kicks him into a wall. Then beats him with a chair! Ronn goes for the pinfall… 1… 2… 3!
Lazlo Goodlove: “RVD has the belt now! And he’s trying to escape with it and make it till the match with Azi! Will he do it?!”
The Win Some Blood Money Battle Royal
— 69 wrestlers would enter but the final 10 were Amira Kassouri, Deirdre Evans, Mariah Kennedy, Winter Drell, Muddobber McCoy, Edgar Malcovich, Deadeye Weston, Raptor, Gunter Kingman, Winky the Dwarf, and a kitten who turned into Alleister Meowly but was later eliminated. The final section of this match would see Deirdre Evans and Winter Drell doing battle, until Drell eliminated Deirdre just barely after Deirdre got a head full of steam allowing Winter to dodge and send her over the top rope.
WINNER: Winter Drell.[/i]
Mitch and Angel McMaster are in the back, Mitch still has a cast over various parts of his body from his burns and Santana Johnson is heading right for them!
Stagehands: “Whoa, whoa, whoa, stop! Not till the main event!”
Santana Johnson: “SANTANA WANTS TO KILL MOTHERFUCKERS NOW.”
Mitch McMaster: “YOU FEELING FROGGY SON I MAY HAVE BEEN BURNED ALL OVER MY BODY BUT I CAN STILL MESS YOU UP.”
Santana Johnson: “I’m gonna take your girls belt and then I’m gonna stab you both, bitch! MOTHERFUCKERS GONNA DIE.”
Angel McMaster: “YOU’RE THE MOTHERFUCKER THAT’S GONNA DIE!”
Santana started stabbing stagehands and Mitch and Angel were fighting to get to eachother! More chaos as CCW staff tries to regain control, if any of them are even alive at the end of this!
Nearby, someone is looking to get into the fight and find some weapons, so they tear a container open and find hundreds of pounds of C4.
Guy: “Guys? Uh… there’s a bomb.”
…
Stagehand A: “Everyone be calm. We’ll handle this, it’s Saudi Arabia, nothing we haven’t dealt with before.”
Santana Johnson: “GONNA WIN YOUR TITLE AND GET THE FUCK ON OUT OF HERE, SANTANA BEEN EXPLODED BEFORE. NOT FUN.”
This seemed to deter the fight for now as everyone looked at the explosives in horror, all of which seemed connected to a timer...
Lisa Seldon def. Chris Constantine Jr. [Special Referee: Dick Guy]
— This match saw Lisa Seldon contend with both the wrestling acumen of Chris Constantine Jr. as well as the hijinks and actions of the Dick Guy Jacob Kuntz. Kuntz would mess with her throughout the match, and even turn his annoying tendencies upon Constantine as well. Eventually Kuntz just sat back and watched while Seldon and Constantine went at it. But the finish of the match was fast approaching, several finishers exchanged, it was a good ass wrestling thing for true!
Chris and Lisa were neck and neck, but ultimately at one point in the match, Chris would bump into Jacob when setting up his finisher. Jacob shoved him into Lisa, and Lisa hit her finish… 1… 2… 3… Constantine took another loss much to his disappointment, after the match he could be seen outside looking dejected. In the ring, Lisa and Kuntz exchanged words, only for Kuntz to shove Lisa onto the mat and start attacking! Kuntz had slipped on brass knucks and was driving them into her skull! Then… he was fucking biting her! His saliva in her system, who knows where he’d been?! CCW officials trying to regain control but Kuntz wouldn’t quit trying to eat her fucking face! That was Brennan Devlins thing wtf.
Deirdre Evans wandered through the back looking clearly annoyed, she’d won a match recently, then a Golden Ticket, then lost the battle royal and it was clear she was frustrated. Then she turned a corner, and there was the winner of the battle royal, the one who eliminated her… Winter Drell.
Winter Drell: “When I was champion, we had a pretty good thing going for a week or two, teaming up…”
Deirdre Evans: “Maybe it’s something we should think about in the future…”
Winter Drell: “Maybe.”
The exchange seemed to end with the two considering their options, and soon we heard commotion down the hall.
Ronn Vonn Dutch was just sort of chilling right now man. He had the Golden Ticket but it was harshing his vibe, as was all this bomb talk. He needed something to take the edge off, dude. So he wandered down the hall and what the fuck there’s some weed. That’s that dank shit too, he recognized that shit, bruh.
Ronn Vonn Dutch: “Whoa for real? Free weed alright!”
RVD said as he acquired the weed.
Ronn Vonn Dutch: “This is most excellent.”
He said as he began to smoke and begin to be impaired by the effects of weed. Was this legal in Saudi Arabia? He didn’t know or care. Then out of nowhere, Heather Haze rolls him up! 1… 2… 3!
Rusty McFeely: “New Golden Ticket Champion, Heather Haze!”
Heather runs off as Ronn lays there, still smoking weed.
Ronn Vonn Dutch: “This is some good ass shit man.”
Soon Raptor wandered up and began to smoke it as well, and Ronn began screaming.
Ronn Von Dutch: “AHHH THE DINOSAURS!”
Azi © def. Heather Haze © and Violet Fontenot to win the CCW Combat Crown and Golden Ticket Championships in a Winner Take All Match.
— Heather Haze had survived until her match with Azi and Violet. This was it. All the gold was on the line and Heather took control in the early parts of the match after both Azi and Heather seemed to try to take Violet out. Azi and Heather would go back and forth in this, with neither gaining the upperhand. There was no disqualifications in this, there had to be a winner and Violet Fontenot would be the first to bring weapons into this. She would use a singapore cane and cane the backs of a unexpecting Haze and Azi, beating them both down badly but…
Azi seemed to like it? The more she hit her, the more Azi seemed to regain her stamina and enjoy it. Azi took the cane from Violet at one point and began to beat her, but Violets response was… laughter?! Wtf. The two continue this until Heather Haze comes off the top rope and crossbodies both of them for a near fall on Azi! Heather continues to beat on Azi, stomping on her, kicking her, ripping at her hair, anything she can do to put the hurt on that bitch.
This fixation lead to Violet Fontenot going for her finish on Heather and hitting it for a near fall, causing further frustration for the star from Clowntown, USA or wherever she is from! Violet wanted this, big gold had eluded her for so long! She kept beating Heather and locked in a submission, but Heather was valiant in not tapping out!
Before Violet could do anything, Azi slams her into a ringpost and takes her out of the match. Then, takes hold of Heather. Heather fights back, getting out of her finisher attempt and rolling her up for a nearfall. But out of nowhere, Azi drops Heather with her finish, 1… 2… 3! Gold escapes Violet once again and she looks none to happy on the outside as a result. When will it be her turn?!
Backstage we run into the Killer Baes, both of whom are mad about the events of tonight. Their loss to Essence and Aegidius, and even a bit over their win over the Lancaster Twins.
Corrie Tomsen: “We should have won everything tonight!”
Astrid Weston: “We should be tag team champions we are the hottest!”
Corrie Tomsen: “THE HOTTEST.”
Both of them were angry, and you could tell the deep Killer Baes rage was overflowing at this moment.
Astrid Weston: “It’s clear the numbers game keeps fucking us!”
Corrie Tomsen: “AND I DON’T WANT TO BE FUCKED RIGHT NOW.”
Astrid Weston: “ME NEITHER. So we’re gonna call our friends, and we’re gonna make sure that someone is watching the Baes backs! BAES OUT, BITCHES!”
Both of them flipped everyone off as they left, likely in a hurry to get back on a flight the heck outta here.
Rivers w/ Belle Valentine def. Siberia Zombie © to win the CCW Television Championship.
— The battle between Rivers and Siberia Zombie was fucking wild lemme tell ya. There was no indication throughout who the winner would be. The booking was 50/50, neither with an edge and it was damn near anyones ball game. Siberia would set up a table at one point though not get to use it. Siberia and Rivers end up fighting on the outside, beating eachother with any weapon they could find. Loose officiating all around. Eventually Siberia would set up a thumbtack spot in the ring and attempt to put Rivers in, only to eat the thumbtacks herself for a near fall.
Rivers couldn’t believe it, Zombie would not die. He should have thought of that given the name Zombie, but adrenaline wise he wasn’t thinking. Rivers went for another pin and was rolled up into a near fall! Siberia then got atop him and began punching him repeatedly. Then lifted him and slammed him into a ring post only to begin unwrapping the turnbuckle. Before she could do anything else, Belle Valentine leapt onto the apron.
Siberia took her by the hair only for an angry Saudi to nearly take Siberia’s head off with a tomahawk! Siberia gazed out into the crowd. Why did they have so many tomahawks here? This almost happened last time. Before Siberia could do anything, she turned into Rivers finish! Rivers hooks the leg! 1… 2…. KICKOUT! Rivers couldn’t believe it! He had pure wrestled her! What had happened?! Siberia slinked away, attempting to pull herself up! Why wouldn’t she die?! Once again, she’s a gd Zombie.
Rivers eventually said fuck it and grabbed some lighter fluid, lighting up the table! This wasn’t pure wrestling but he was desperate! He went to lift Siberia only for her to try to push him into the blaze. He wouldn’t allow it, elbowing her in the head and RIVERS DRIVES SIBERIA THROUGH THE FLAMING TABLE! Stagehands rush with fire extinguishers and he slinks into a pin… 1… 2… 3! We have a new Television Champion!
Backstage we see Chellsea and Brennan Devlin wandering around to some monitors to watch the show. The chaos in the ring.
Chellsea: “Wow, Rivers won.”
Brennan Devlin: “Left Siberia dead in the water. Get it? Dead? She’s a Zombie? His name is Rivers?”
Chellsea just looked at him blankly and sighed.
Brennan Devlin: “Did you know his last name is King, apparently? Who the fuck saw that coming?”
She shrugged, then it hit Brennan.
Brennan Devlin: “Wait you don’t have a last name either? What is it with people I know and not having last names?”
Chellsea: “I’m married, I technically have a last name and…”
Before he could say anything else, a man wandered up to them all suited up and looking fancy.
Brennan Devlin: “Whoa, who you? Who you? Buddy? Huh?! STATE YOUR BUSINESS.”
The man seemed put off by Brennan giving him the third degree and finally, he spoke up.
Man: “I was told to give Chellsea these papers.”
Brennan Devlin: “And you did that in Saudi Arabia?”
Man: “Yes. I make bad life choices.”
He handed off Chellsea the papers and she began to look through them, a smirk on her face as Brennan looked to her.
Brennan Devlin: “What?”
He said as Cecily Golding walked up by them and he high fived his friend, then they stood there looking at Chellsea.
Chellsea: “According to this, Brennan, Marty left me everything… I co-own CCW with you now…”
Brennan Devlin: “Naw.”
Cecily Golding: “Hell naw!”
He looked back at Cecily, then looked back at Chellsea who grinned as we fade to the next match.
C.J. Sweet © def. Pao Chan to retain the CCW Christcore Championship.
— The Slay Belles were banned from ringside leaving C.J. Sweet to take on Rika, or Pao chan, whoever the hell that was under there. Pao Chan had revenge to gain for everything the leader of the Slay Belles had put her through from the beginning. C.J. and Pao would lock up early on with surprising strength and speed from Pao Chan gaining her the advantage early on. A surprising amount of wrestling ability taking hold of C.J., who was seemingly being outwrestled here in the early goings of the contest.
Eventually C.J. would use referee Jeff Switzer as a shield and shove him into Pao Chan ‘accidentally’, gaining an advantage. She would mount Pao Chan, beating her down, stomping at limbs, generally putting the hurt on her. C.J. would even lock in a surfboard on Pao, holding her in place and stretching her. Pao Chan struggled as the referee attempted to see if she’d give up, but there was zero quit in Pao Chan for sure.
Pao Chan would eventually use some sort of weird burst of strength to get out of the hold and headbutt C.J. repeatedly! The crowd getting behind Pao Chan though that may have been piped in cause the Saudis were pretty pissed right now. Pao Chan would whip C.J. off the ropes and CJ went for a flying forearm! Pao Chan ducks it and C.J. is dropped by Pao Chans finisher! 1.. 2… KICKOUT! Pao Chan couldn’t believe it! Pao had taken C.J. to the limit, but, C.J. wasn’t quitting here! Not now! Not yet!
Pao Chan went to the ropes looking to hit something big, when Rimadonna appeared on the apron using her feminine wiles to distract the referee! Astraea appears on the apron only for Pao Chan to leap down and dropkick her off! Before anything else could happen though, C.J. Sweet drops Pao Chan with Sweet Dreams! C.J. then hooks the leg as Rima hops off the apron! 1… 2… 3! C.J. retains!
C.J. stood tall with her gold, surrounded by the Slay Belles. Rima and Astraea rose her arms up as the crowd seemed to stare on with disdain. Whether it was because they were heels or women was uncertain.
Saylor Stanhouse: “Who can stop C.J. Sweet, who can stop the Slay Belles, Lazlo?!”
Lazlo Goodlove: “Who’s to say? But one thing is for certain, you can’t argue with results. C.J. Sweet will be Christcore Champion as long as she wants to be.”
Meanwhile as the celebration continues, backstage, more angry Saudi Arabians are filling the backstage area. Something is going on, and the bomb’s clock ticks down closer and closer… Was everyone going to die?!
Angel McMaster © def. Santana Johnson to retain the CCW World Heavyweight Championship.
— In the main event we saw an extremely game Santana Johnson challenge Angel McMaster for her CCW World Championship. There was no wrestling at first to start this off, just striking with the champion and challenger exchanging punches. Santana and his street fighting, pretty much every kind of fighting background would in theory have an advantage but Angel McMaster was showing herself to be an extremely talented striker here in the early parts of the match as well.
A thumb to the eye would cause Angel to briefly get the advantage early on and then! Angel from Above! Was she going to end this early?! She had hit her finish so early! 1… 2… 2 ½… KICKOUT! She couldn’t believe it! She had used wrestling, she had thought maybe Santana Johnson would be sent right out of commission with that, but Santana was relentless. Santana would not fall to that. Not that fast away. Angel stood up, glaring in frustration, nobody had ever kicked out of that!
She went to grab him and… Santana with a wrestling move, a rollup! 1… 2… 2 ½! The crowd in shock as Santana rose up, smiling, making a 2 sign with his hands showing Angel he was that close to being champion. Angel looked enraged and ran at him but Santana trips her causing her to land on the second rope neck first! Santana then placed his knee over the back of her and drove her neck first down on the rope, choking her! The relentless deathmatch wrestler attempting to choke her out!
Angel slumped over onto the mat and Santana was back on her, soon hitting his finish! He went for another pinfall attempt over the 500th generation wrestler. 1… 2… 2 ½! He couldn’t believe it. Why ain’t that bitch be dead?! Santana rolled out of the ring and began searching under the ring and he found a table, soon setting it up then shaking his head. Nuh uh. Nuh-fucking-uh! A table ain’t god damn enough! He kept digging, eventually pulling out a kitchen sink and shoving it under the table… then a toilet. Why was a toilet under there?
Santana stopped to study on the reasoning a toilet would be under the ring then shrugged it off. He then kept digging, eventually pulling out a medium sized refrigerator! He set up the toilet, refrigerator table and more so one would crash through the table which was propped up via barricade and apron above oilet, sink and more weird shit he’d found. Though the refrigerator wouldn’t fit. Was someone living under the ring here? God damn. Santana was distracted thinking about this for a moment but he got right back to business.
Angel McMaster met him when he re-entered the ring, the two throwing hands again! Santana briefly with the advantage, dragging her only for her to claw him in the eyes! Then she lifted him up! Divine Intervention! Her finish! Running Pump Handle Slam sending him flying out of the ring through the table, right down through the table and the toilet and sink, causing them to crumble under his weight as he crashed! Santana laid there as the crowd looked on in shock! Santana was down! All Angel needed to do was get him in the ring.
Angel drug the limp Santana only for him to catch her, slamming her into the refrigerator! Then he lifted the door and began repeatedly slamming it down onto her arm! The brutality! SHEER BRUTALITY! Angel wailed in pain as she tried to put some distance between them, Santana was chasing her but… MITCH MCMASTER! He has a taser! He’s shot Santana with it! 300 million volts surging through him! Santana is slowly stepping forward, his body jolting and jarring due to the sheer pain the taser was causing him! Santana still kept moving and he was… smiling?! Santana kept moving forward at Mitch, what the hell was he on?! Deathmatch wrestling, that was what he was on, the only high he needed.
Santana was laughing then one of McMasters cronies came up and hit him with another taser! Santana was yelling ‘hit me again!’ somehow as jolts fired into his body, by this point he was smoking and wanting more. Eventually CCW staff got the tasers away from McMaster and his hired help, meanwhile Santana laid on the ground looking like he’d just had the best sex of his life or something. Santana longed at the tazers being taken away, wanting those for some weird shit later.
Before he could do anything though, Angel McMaster cold cocked him from behind with a shovel! Santana was out! But for good measure, she lifts him into the air, Divine Intervention! Angel hooks the leg! 1… 2… 3! ANGEL MCMASTER RETAINS.
During Angels celebration, we go to somewhere in Riyadh, to the capitol building, the Kingdom Centre where everyone is fighting an unseen enemy. Several necks are snapped and we see its CHANG!
Chang Dong Geun: “You not book Chang on show, I fucking kill.”
Chang said as he marched on the building, then Mohammed bin Salman appeared!
Chang Dong Geun: “I thought I kill you.”
Chang looked and in the distance, the arena for Super Wrestling With Christ exploded. Then Chang looked back at him.
Chang Dong Geun: “You kill Jesus wrestlers. I kill you.”
Chang was back, everyone was dead?! Was Saudi Arabia being destroyed under Changs might?!
EVERYONE DIED.
THE END.
(Come back soon for the next CCW TV where I ignore this ending and pretend it never happened.)
CCW Golden Ticket Championship changes during the show.
Neve Marx (1x) pinned Heather Haze.
Nicola Martin (1x) pinned Neve Marx.
Taylor Lynn pinned Nicola Martin.
Deadeye Weston pinned Taylor Lynn.
Heather Haze pinned Deadeye Weston.
Essence pinned Heather Haze.
Blaire Baddeley pinned Essence.
Hunter Kingman pinned Blaire Baddeley.
Amira Kassouri pinned Hunter Kingman.
Deirdre Evans pinned Amira Kassouri.
Raptor pinned Deirdre Evans.
Ronn Vonn Dutch pinned Raptor.
Heather Haze pinned Ronn Von Dutch.
Azi pins Heather Haze.
