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Post by Rock N' Roll God on Sept 12, 2022 10:18:07 GMT -6
Date: September 9, 2022
Arena: "ECWF Arena" in West Hollywood, CA
Opening Segment: Ghost
(The scene opens up in the NCO Office in San Diego, California: Camp Penelton. The camera pans around to see Chris Matthews, Everett Aloni, Nikita Niles, and the man known as Ghost. They are sitting around a long table, discussing their next move)
~Ghost~: Ok troops, we’ve managed to do what we said we were going to do …so far, but we’re far from where I want us to be. Any ideas on how to step things up??
(The group all stare at each other, and shrug. After a few moments, Ghost speak up again)
~Ghost~: No one has anything to say? No ideas, huh??
"Rock Hard" Everett Aloni: Not sure what to say, we’ve stayed undefeated so far …
Chris Matthews: Yeah, but they keep giving us crappy teams.
"Rock Hard" Everett Aloni: Yeah, they’re giving us The Jacksons again …what’s up with that bullshyte??
(They both look at Ghost, and he sits there with a blank face. Nakita was sitting there with her head up in the clouds. She was still taking in the moment when she finally won the X-Factor event. Ghost looks at her and slams his hand down on the table)
~Ghost~: Nakita, pay attention, will you? Your head seems off what we’re trying to accomplish.
Nakita Niles: Sorry, sir. I’ve just been thinking about what title I want to go for. After all, I was the first female rookie to ever win the X-Factor event.
Chris Matthews: You know, I was thinking about this, but why don’t she go for the Trios? That would put us next in line,
"Rock Hard" Everett Aloni: True. But this is all up to her.
~Ghost~: Nakita, what do you want to do?
Nakita Niles: I don’t know. I thought of the Women's Championship but at the same time, I thought about Haze. I mean, I want to face Hixx, but at the same time, I want to shut down Haze and take her gold.
(Chris takes a moment and nods)
Chris Matthews: Nakita, if I can make a suggestion and this is me suggesting this by that way. But if you want to fight Haze, then go for it.
"Rock Hard" Everett Aloni: But Chris…
Chris Matthews: I know, but look at her, Aloni. She clearly wants to prove everyone wrong and she has so far.
Nakita Niles: Really? You guys won’t mind?
Chris Matthews: I won’t but Jarhead over here is a different story.
"Rock Hard" Everett Aloni: Shut up, Squid!
~Ghost~: HOW ABOUT YOU TWO SHUT UP?
Chris Matthews: and "Rock Hard" Everett Aloni: Sorry.
Nakita Niles: Honestly? I know who I want. And I’m going to head to the arena to announce it.
(She stands up and leaves the two as they look at each other. Aloni looks at Matthews, and leans in closer)
"Rock Hard" Everett Aloni: I knew she wasn’t going to take the easy route, she never does.
Chris Matthews: Can you blame her? Since the beginning, she has always said that she doesn’t go easy. Do you think if she goes for Haze that she can win?
"Rock Hard" Everett Aloni: I don’t know to be honest. We both know Haze isn’t going to roll over for her, but Nakita is a tough lil’ ‘lady.
Chris Matthews: That she is. But if we know Nakita, we know that she won’t roll over either. This lady walked into the X Factor match and won it. That’s something that’s never been done before by a female rookie.
"Rock Hard" Everett Aloni: For sure, I loved the cheap shot to the voodoo dude’s family jewels! He was doing pretty good up until then.
Chris Matthews: Nakita proved that she’s tougher than us. There’s something about her that makes us feel old. Watching her diving from the top rope with a cross body and taking down those guys, that means something, doesn’t it?
"Rock Hard" Everett Aloni: Yep, means we’re too old for this crap. But it’s still fun, and we get to help out the younger talent. Although, I want them tag titles. Watching this new team dominate is sickening.
~Ghost~: Glad you brought that up, I thought I was going to have to listen to your sab story all night.
(Aloni rolls his eyes at Ghost, and looks over at Matthews. Chris looks back at him and rolls his eyes also. That was when Sargeant Jackson came in with his walking Cane.)
Sargeant Jackson: Who is that sissy wearing that mask?
Chris Matthews: We’re out.
(Matthews and Aloni run out as Jackson starts to wack Ghost with the walking Cane.)
Sargeant Jackson: Get up Pansy.
~Ghost~: OWWW!
(Matthews and Aloni look at each other and laugh.)
Chris Matthews: I love Jackson.
Sargeant Jackson: I was in Nam in 1853.
Chris Matthews: 1853? Man, he needs to be in a home.
"Rock Hard" Everett Aloni: 1853?? Did they have guns back then??
Chris Matthews: Wasn’t it lever action rifles or was it the muskets? I think it was Muskets.
Sargeant Jackson: Get up fucker. I’m going to tell you the story of when I fucked your grandmother.
~Ghost~: Matthews and Aloni! HELP!
"Rock Hard" Everett Aloni: I’ve got PT Duty, Sir. Matthews and I are leading a 5-mile hike
~Ghost~: Lying bastard, come help me.
Sargeant Jackson: Did I ever tell you about the time I was in Nam, and a hooker blew up headquarters?
"Rock Hard" Everett Aloni: Um, no. Can I hear the story at a later time?
Sargeant Jackson: She was young, and pretty …
"Rock Hard" Everett Aloni: Oh great!!
(Aloni tries to slide along the wall, towards the door. Matthews moves along with him and pushes him out of the door as Jackson continues to tell the story.)
Sargeant Jackson: Not only did she blow up headquarters, but she also blew something else.
~Ghost~: ALONI! MATTHEWS! HELP ME! I WILL PAY YOU ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND MORE THAN BEFORE!
Chris Matthews: Sorry but…
(Matthews and Aloni get out of the office and run out of the building as you can hear the screaming of Ghost heard from the outside.)
Chris Matthews: Let’s grab a beer, shall we?
"Rock Hard" Everett Aloni: Sure, maybe we can pick up ECWF.com and hear who Nakita picked.
Chris Matthews: We have to head to the arena anyways. We have to face the Jacksons again.
"Rock Hard" Everett Aloni: Yeah, one more round for the not-so-great teams. Hopefully, after this, we’ll get a shot at the Titles.
Chris Matthews: Ain’t that the truth. Let's go get some beer and we’ll head to the arena. You’re buying this time.
"Rock Hard" Everett Aloni: Thankfully we keep winning, this drinking is killing my wallet.
Chris Matthews: Last time I bought the beer, Mellie ended up yelling at me for spending money on something stupid. She said, we need the money for vacation, family, food, bills, mortgage, and other stuff.
"Rock Hard" Everett Aloni: I think this is why I’m glad I’m not married. No offense, but it doesn’t seem to be a lot of fun.
Chris Matthews: It’s not so bad.
(Just then Ghost sends a voice message to both Chris and Everett's phones.)
~Ghost~: GET ME OUT OF HERE! HE’S TALKING ABOUT FUCKING A GERMAN GIRL IN WORLD WAR TWO!
Sargeant Jackson: She was so tight and instead of saying his name, she said, HEIL JACKSON!
"Rock Hard" Everett Aloni: Jackson is so messed up, that he doesn’t remember which war he was in. We need to get him in a veteran’s home.
Chris Matthews: We’ll call one in a few days. Let’s get that beer and head to the arena.
(Chris and Everett shut off their phone and head to get beer as the scene fades.)
Opening Match
Sarah Frost v Jennifer Williams
These two put on a pretty good match. In the end Jennifer hits her second Executive Decision for the .1 ..2 ...3!
Winner: Jennifer Williams
Segment: Damon Cross & The Cult
(When the commercial break ends, and Revolution is before your eyes once again, cameras are locked on the former World Heavyweight Champion, Damon Cross, standing in the middle of the ring. He is, ostensibly, here tonight to offer up his thoughts on Wrestlefest VIII and his match versus Sickle. However, he is conspicuous by his solitude; none of the Era of Redemption stand with him in that ring. The man himself sits in a steel folding chair, microphone dangling from one hand, the other grasping the wolf-head cane he typically carries. There is no music, no fanfare. Even the crowd is eerily silent. And, for several moments, it stays that way. Damon doesn’t move a muscle. The fans are starting to get antsy with the lack of words or action, yet before they can get too bent out of shape, Damon brings up the mic.)
Damon Cross: ”The Cult.”
(The words are more growled than they are spoken. Not in an effort to display anger or anything like that, but more due to the rasping, quiet tone of Cross. He looks up, hood of his jacket raised, dark hair hanging loose. Even with so little of his face visible it is clear that he hasn’t slept in a while. Or at least… not well.)
Damon Cross: ”You have had time to ponder and to plot. And I know damn well you saw what I had to say on social media. It’s time for you to face the consequences of your actions.”
(Throwing his head back, the hood falls back and his hair goes flying as well, revealing his worn and weathered face.)
Damon Cross: ”Daniel Dream, Poseidon, Sickle… what you pulled at Wrestlefest? The ECWF will be that which suffers for your actions. As far as the World Heavyweight Championship goes? I will earn another opportunity at that belt. And when I get it, it will rest over my shoulder once again, held by a man who knows what honor and respect means. But that? That's the future. Tonight? Tonight is about violence. Bring your asses out here. One-on-three, boys. Surely you’re not afraid of one man, right?”
(The Cult’s theme plays though Damon stays in the chair. He turns to look toward the stage, waiting… The terrifying tune of "Threnody to the Victims of Hiroshima" plays in "ECWF Arena" in West Hollywood, California. The crowd is now silenced by the theme music of The Cult of Carnivore. Some members of the crowd are even wearing replicable yellow smiley masks. "Carnivore" Daniel Dream, dressed in a half yellow and half black mask that has white teeth in a toothy grin, comes down the entrance ramp slowly. The tanned competitor rechristened as Poseidon slowly walks behind Carnivore, down the entrance ramp of the ECWF Arena. Ian Dream, wearing skull face paint, walks behind Poseidon. Lee Matthews is the last one to follow out of the back down the entrance ramp. A ring assistant hands Daniel Dream and Lee Matthews microphones.)
Daniel Dream: Let's talk about dreams. I dream about an Extreme Championship Wrestling Federation that respects its superstars. I dream about an Extreme Championship Wrestling Federation that is fair and just and not beholden by the pettiness of its various authority figures. I dream about an Extreme Championship Wrestling Federation where people like me and Poseidon and Sickle can finally get what they deserve. You can dream all you want, Damon. Take your time and hope that your dreams will come true, because quite frankly, that’s the only place you’ll ever find true satisfaction. As for me? Well I'm Daniel fucking Dream. My dreams are cut and dry. I've laid 'em all out for you since Wrestlefest. And now? Starricade is on the horizon?
Lee Matthews: So to all of my fans out there and all of the fans of Extreme Championship Wrestling Federation, you cannot miss this pay-per-view! If there’s EVER a show that you can’t miss, it’s definitely this one ladies and gentlemen! DAMON, let me be the first to introduce you to The Cult of Carnivore!
Daniel Dream: So non-believers, you must prepare for the day of reckoning because it is at hand. There is no price that I will not pay. There is no depth I will not stoop. To make your life a total, complete, living Hell! That price is five hundred and eighty million dollars to purchase the fifteen percent share of Extreme Championship Wrestling Federation from The Powers. I am The Resurrected One. You are The Redeemer.
(Daniel Dream, Poseidon, Ian Dream, and Lee Matthews raise their left hand.)
Daniel Dream: Join The Cult of Carnivore.
(Damon stares at them for several moments, having taken in the message. The fans have their own opinion on things, but it's all white noise. These people, with their hands in the air, have asked the Redeemer to... join them?)
Damon Cross: "Join you."
(He runs a hand through his loose, dark hair, his grip on the cane in his hand noticeably tightening.)
Damon Cross: "You would purchase a piece of this company just to hold sway over it, doing your dirty deeds in the boardroom as well as in the ring. You readily admit that there's no level you won't sink to in order to get what you want... though that part I am already fully aware of. And you want me to join you."
(A rough, sardonic smile flickers to life on Damon's face. He whips his head back, flipping his hair out of the way, and the smile turns to a snarl.)
Damon Cross: "Everything that is personifies what I seek to cleanse is encapsulated in your contrived speech, Daniel. Everything that I would fight against no matter the slings and arrows was exemplified at Wrestlefest. Though that does bring up the noticeable absence, does it not? Where IS the NEW World Heavyweight Champion? In the back, perhaps? Not caring, as he likes to continually remind us about?"
His expression tightens further.
Damon Cross: "The truth of it is that he knows the next time he's in the ring with me, I'm going to break him. Painfully. With finality. His reign will end without mercy.
But still knowing that... you want me to join you."
(After a shrug, Damon twirls the cane and points it right at the Cult of Carnivore.)
Damon Cross: "The answer is no."
(This, at least, gives the fans something to cheer about. One might expect La Lealtad es Todo and the rest of the Era of Redemption to come out and even the odds... but there's nothing. Damon continues to stand alone.)
Damon Cross: "Now... get in this ring and fight me. I'm not going to rest until I've laid each and every one of you out as an example to the creature you assisted in taking away this company's future."
(Daniel Dream and Poseidon approach the ring before coming to a stop suddenly. Ian and Lee approach the ring as well. Poseidon goes to the left, Ian goes to the right, Lee Matthews goes around the ring. The Cult of Carnivore begin entering the ring at the same time.)
(Ian is the first one to enter the ring and Cross is waiting, booting him in the midsection and whacking him across the spine with the wolf-head cane! Poseidon is next, blocking a cane shot from the Redeemer and knocking the weapon away. Damon slugs it out with him, but by this point Daniel and Lee have rushed the ring and the numbers game takes over... and the beatdown is on. Ian is back on his feet after a minute and joins the rest of the Cult of Carnivore in laying the boots to the former champion. Ian is instructed to leave the ring, only to return with a couple of steel chairs and a metal trash can. Poseidon dents the can over Damon's head while Ian takes a few shots with the lid, succeeding in busting Cross open. This done, Lee and Daniel each take up one of the chairs and, after the dented can is shoved over Cross's head, they tee off with simultaneous chair shots... then again... then a third time! At this point, Cross is laid out and the whole of the Cult stands tall mid-ring.)
Segment: JJ Burgess's decision
(My entrance theme “Down Rodeo” by Rage Against The Machine. I already have a microphone in my hand. Then Zach De La Rocha raps: “Yeah I’m rolling down Rodeo with a shotgun. These people ain’t seen a brown skinned man since their grandparents bought one.” I walk out from behind the curtains and stand right in front of the curtains. The crowd was raucous as usual. To my surprise a quarter of the audience cheers. I remember the boos that were spewed at me when I defeated Sarah and Lynn.)
JJ Burgess: Yo, dj cut my music real quick,” I say looking near the commentator’s table where the dj booth also happens to be.
(After a few more seconds the music stops.)
JJ Burgess: Thanks. Now I’m going to keep it simple. I showed up and showed out at Wrestlefest 8. I kicked the flat asses of both Sarah and Lynn. That’s not me being arrogant, that’s a fact. Everybody in this ECWF Arena saw it. Everybody who was in New Jersey saw it. Hell the whole North American continent and beyond most likely saw it,” I say my steely eyed gaze looking into the camera.
(Most of the crowd boos and a quarter of the crowd claps politely.)
JJ Burgess: The Rock N Roll God deemed me as a number one contender to whatever championship I want. To say I feel somewhat validated after my hard work is an understatement. To say that I was the underdog in this match is also an understatement. I don’t like repeating myself so I’ll only say it once: I never gave a fuck about the odds. This is America after all. Y’all got the Bill of Rights that says there must be freedom of speech and freedom of the press. All of you have your opinions about me and my wrestling abilities. You all probably put your opinions about me into cyberspace. Well I’m from Canada and we got rights up there too. I got the right to say that I don’t care about who tries to clown me when they write their smart mark fan letters to their Uncle Dave Meltzer. I don’t care who takes one look at me and thinks I’m just a hot girl and that’s it,” I say scanning the crowd.
(The audience boos and many fans begin yelling at me to shut the fuck up.)
JJ Burgess: I see why you’re all so pessimistic about good looking women coming through here all confident in themselves. You got conceited skanks like Heather Haze keeping an iron grip on that Diamond title. I get how confusing it can be that at one point you were touching yourself while she was swallowing another man’s junk and then next think you know she’s a women’s wrestler….who’s actually winning all the time,” I say putting one of my hands on my hips and shaking my head.
(The crowd continues to boo. I begin walking down the aisle. The camera starts moving backwards.)
JJ Burgess: It’s worse when realizing that you Heather, have no cells. I would venture to say that your skull is full of nothing but those peanut shaped styrofoam pieces used for packaging and shipping. Heather I’m not just another pretty bitch for you to catfight with – Oh I forgot. You don’t catfight anymore huh. You just send your little – or big whichever way you look at it - minion Athena to dispose of your opponents. The fact that you’re such a dimwit and your servant chose the ring name Athena says everything. You two accidentally exposed yourselves with that one because Athena is the Greek goddess of wisdom. The fans who actually have two brain cells to rub together can make their own conclusions about the absurdity of you two. Heather you can send any brolic lap dog that you want it won’t stop me if I choose to go after you and snatch that Diamond belt from you,” I say continuing to walk down the aisle.
(The mood of the crowd begins to change. A bigger portion of the crowd cheers. They sense that I’m possibly laying down a challenge.)
JJ Burgess: On the other side you have Latoya Hixx - ,” I start to say.
(The crowd erupts at the mere mention of her name. I shrug my shoulders. I begin walking up the steel steps. When I’m at the top of the steel steps I climb to the second turnbuckle and sit my all natural booty on the top turnbuckle. The stage lights reflect off of my red chambray jumpsuit. It’s covered in sequins and each sequin has a string of rhinestones hanging off of them. I gesture to the cameraman to come up on to the ring apron. The cameraman gets on to the ring apron.)
JJ Burgess: Congratulations on your win in your home state Latoya. You became a Women’s World champion. Too bad that you have barely done anything worth paying attention to before that. I barely been around ECWF for ninety days but you already make me want to dust your ass back to the New Jersey gutter you came from. You really are the ‘not like other girls’ type. From the natural hair on top of my head, to the cramped toes on my feet, to the granny panties that cover my peach, to the sports bra that covers my melons I’m still a chick. No amount of black nail polish and no amount of baggy clothes changes that. You’re a wannabe man. You talk a big game about empowerment but you really can’t be bothered to care about girls that don’t fit the mold that you want them to fit. You’re just another tomboy playing victim while being a pick me. You‘re just as bad at making other women feel like shit as any wannabe Barbie girl out here. Well I didn’t come here to be an attention whore disguised as a ‘role model’. So really it’s disgraceful that you were even allowed to compete for a women’s title let alone win one,” I say not even trying to hide how much she annoys me.
(Half the crowd cheers and the other half boos. I guess ECWF fans like bold words.)
JJ Burgess: So you know what…I’m going to make Rock N Roll God’s life easier. I’m going to lay it out all out on the table. I declare war Latoya!” I shout into the microphone while looking directly into the camera.
(Most of the crowd cheers while a quarter of the crowd still boos.)
JJ Burgess: Heather you ain’t safe either!” I yell into the microphone staring into the camera.
(The audience quiets down and begins murmuring.)
JJ Burgess: I want you and Athena to sit there and watch like you usually do. I want you two to sit there and watch me dismantle Latoya. I want you two to sit there and watch as I whittle Latoya down to the bottom feeding slug that she is. I want you two to sit there and watch as I sink my claws into Latoya’s face. I want you two to sit there and watch as I become a better Women’s World champion than you are a Diamond champion,” I say softly playing with the end of one of my braids.
(The audience goes “ooooh”. I brush the braids from in front of my shoulder to behind my shoulder. I hop down on to the ring apron. I tightly grab the camera with one hand.)
JJ Burgess: Then when you’re at your most insecure and when Athena is finally sick of you….That’s when the Diamond Championship will be put in the vault where it belongs! Because there can only be one women’s champeen around here!” I shout into the microphone.
(Most of the crowd cheers and a quarter boos. I drop the microphone on to the ring apron. I get down off the ring apron and furiously stomp to the backstage.)
#1 Contendership for the Trios Championship
H4H v Bulletproof Empire
These two teams put on a heck of a match. A fun spot was when the Heroes 4 Hire all took turns hitting diving moves from the ring to ringside on each member of Bulletproof Empire. The final moments came down to Bad Luck To'o being hit by their The End of Days combo for the victory.
Winners: Heroes 4 Hire
Segment: Nakita Niles talks about her title match.
(The scene comes up in the middle of the ring. The song "Still Unbroken" begins to hit around the arena. That's when Nakita comes out, and the fans start to cheer for her. You hear them shouting and screaming her name like there was no tomorrow. It was her moment to shine and show that she's as good as she says she is. Nakita stands there on the stage wearing a pink camouflage top, pink camouflage pants, and black combat boots. She has pink and black markings on her left eye. She looks at the fans and closes her eyes as she heard the fans shouting, "NAKITA! NAKITA! NAKITA!" It was those words that made her smile. She opens her eyes and begins to walk down the stage and begin to walk down the ramp. She walks towards the steps and climbs them. She walks alongside the ring and enters it. She walks towards the turnbuckle and climbs it. She looked at her fans and gave them a blowing kiss. She looks at the fans and points at them while nodding her head. She gives the fans a big smile and claps her hand as she says, "THANK YOU" to the fans. She drops down and grabs a mic as her music fades.)
Nakita Niles: All my life, I want to show the world that you don't need to trash others to get ahead. Since joining ECWF, I continued to prove that I'm here to stay. I never ask to be handed anything and it remains true to this day. Since that win, I had people on the streets asking me what title I am going for?
(She lowered her mic as she continues to take at the moment. The fans continued to cheer her name as she gives off another smile.)
Nakita Niles: I think about the answer, and I had no idea. Since that win, it all felt like a dream. I thought that I was never going to wake up. But then my Twitter notification blew up, and people were happy and saying congratulation on the biggest win of your young career. To this day, I wonder how a young country girl from Cobb County could pull it off. Well...let me tell you, if you have faith in your abilities, you could never go wrong.
Nakita Niles: I went to war at Wrestlefest, and I won it. I won it because I knew I wanted it more. And I always told myself and you fans that I would never trash anyone in a promo or on Twitter. I don't care if people make fun. I stand by my values. Now it's time for the biggest question, what do I do? Do I have to go after Haze? Do I go after Hixxs? Or do I become the first female rookie in ECWF history to lead her team to victory at All or Nothing?
(She put her hand on her chin and begins to think about it. Everything about Nakita is about building history and making it remembered for the rest of her life.)
Nakita Niles: Let's take a look at what my choices are, shall we? First, we have Haze, and we all know that since I stepped foot in this company, I wanted to fight her and take the title that she has. I wanted to show the world that her wins have been impressive, but it shows her that she hasn't faced the competition that she deserves. I continue to call Haze out, and she refuses to say anything to me on Twitter. Why? Is there something she's afraid of?
(She shakes her head a bit while she continues to speak.)
Nakita Niles: What are you afraid of Heather? Are you afraid that I'll challenge and beat you? I stand here and show that I'm more than ready to fight you. I'm willing to sacrifice my body if it means taking that belt. For over a hundred days, you have shown the world that you're nothing more than a preppy porn star. Heather, I don't need to trash you on Twitter to beat you. All I have to do is show that my skills are unmatched against you. You? You had it easy for a while, and I think it's time someone finally shut you up for good.
(The fans are going loud as she holds her hand up and continued to speak.)
Nakita Niles: But what about Hixxs? I could go to war with her and take her belt. I could show the world that I'm better and willing to make a bloody example out of her. I've seen Hixx's skills, and I'm sorry, but I'm not impressed. But I'm not going to knock off her recent victory. She wanted the belt, and she got it. But is that good enough for me to go after her and take her belt? No. No, it doesn't. Which brings me to the match for All or Nothing. I could be the first female rookie to lead her troops into battle. I know if I did that it would be a team that is willing to fight. People who want to show the world that they have what it takes to win. My team would be a group of fighters that will show the world that they have what it takes to ensure a victory. I'm seriously torn at what I want to do at this point.
(She walks around the ring and put her hand through her blonde hair. She starts to think about her choice at this point.)
Nakita Niles: Everything that was said has been brought and now I need to finally spill the beans about what I want to do. Will it be Haze? Hixxs? Or lead my troops into the battlefield? The three choices that will change the history of this company. What do you people want?
(The fans all had mixed reactions, and they were all so close. But she nodded and made her decision.)
Nakita Niles: I've made my decision, and I want you all to take a look at my next words. I'm all about making history, and I will continue that honor. Hixxs and Haze, you girls are lucky. I could go after you, but I'm going to make history and lead my team to victory at ALL OR NOTHING! Haze, I know you're going to call me scared, but that's far from it. Sooner or later, I'll be facing you and I will take your title. For now, a team needs a leader, and you're looking at her. Haze, you can call me scared...I don't care. Cause honestly, I'm not afraid of you. I'll let you have your moment for now. When we do fight, you're a dead woman. OOHRAH! DO OR DIE MARINE!
(Just knew what she had to do. That's when "Still Unbroken" hits the PA system and exits the ring. She knew that this could bite her in the long run, but she has more to prove until she was fully ready to face Haze.)
Claire Hawkins v Rose D'Angelo
The ECWF crowd went nuts when they saw the return of Claire Hawkins. They missed her so much. The match itself wasn't even close. Rose got no offense in and Claire hits her third Silver Bullet for the victory.
Winner: Claire Hawkins
Segment: Rockin' Lunatic picks his chance.
(Scene opens up as Other Side by Clenchfist blasts through out the arena as Rockin’ Lunatic makes his way out onto the stage he looks around and smirks and then begins making his way down the ramp he then slides into the ring walks over and grabs a mic and begins to speak.)
Rockin’ Lunatic: So Wrestlefest is behind us and Ray Lapointe is in my rear view mirror and now I am told to choose which title I want. My choices are The HorrorCore and the Next Gen title. Which one should I choose?
(Rockin’ pauses for a moment and then speaks once again.)
Rockin’ Lunatic: The HorrorCore title I can get that title and cause all kinds of violence and chaos and the Next Gen is a title for rookies who can’t even lace my boots so which brings me to one more title a title I have actually never lost and that is The ECWF World Heavyweight Championship I mean I could just go back to my locker room and think this through or I could come out here to see which championship I want this will be more interesting because whoever I choose will get hurt just like Ray.
(Rockin’ drops the mic and walks off as the scene fades.)
Horror-Core Rules match for the #1 Contendership for the Horror-Core Championship
Lynn Starr v Jake Ryan
This was a heck of a Horror-Core Rules match. Not too many Intergender Horror-Core Rules match in ECWF History so this was a treat. The closing of the match was were Dark Tiger, who was at ringside unannounced for Lynn Starr, slammed Jake Ryan through a table. Lynn then had Dark pick Jake back up so she could perform her LSO on the ringside floor for the victory.
Winner: Lynn Starr
Segment: Sickle's moment
(The scene opens to the inside of a dark warehouse. Light barely shines through the windows and some holes in the ceiling. Through the light the desolation, trash, rust, rats, chains, blood and needles can all be seen. The walls are decorated with graffiti, urine, blood and feces. Parts of the floor have puddles where the water has remained because there is nowhere for it to go. Breaking from the puddles are makeshift streams. Towards the back wall farthest from the camera's position is a solitary wooden door with a white frame and no wall on either side of the frame. A cloud begins to emerge over the warehouse. The sound of thunder rumbling echoes through. Shades of children playing begin to emerge along with apparitions of people being dismembered. Cries of mercy and blood curling screams pierce the concrete and steel. A green mist permeates across the floor. The wooden door slowly opens. Wearing his black hooded robe is the man known as Sickle. His metal mask is clamped thoroughly to his face. He begins to make his way towards the camera.)
Sickle: I am the champion. I am the standard. We are called The Cult because our way of operating appears odd or abnormal. But, it is not new or innovative. It is ancient in its foundations. We will reintroduce the world to what the internet and social media has made them all but forget, that behind every corner, in every puddle…
(He stops in front of a puddle. The camera faces downward to emphasize the water before returning to face Sickle.)
Sickle: ...is a world beyond flesh where reside not only the dead but also those things that were never human. WE, the Cult, are here to remove the curtain hiding the shades.
(The camera turns to face Sickle from a different direction)
Sickle: Venom, enjoy those tag titles while you can because they will be returning where they belong. Welcome to the era of Gehenna. Embrace the darkness or be engulfed by it…
(Sickle begins to walk in towards the ceiling as if on stairs but none can be seen. He walks through the ceiling into nothingness. His voice can be heard moments later singing.)
Sickle: Welcome, welcome all of you. Glad you are with us. Shake hands, no need to be blue…
(His voice drifts off but the song continues as the scene fades to black.)
Non-Title Horror-Core Rules match
Angellus v Scotty Paine(c)
This match was yet another reminder as to why he is our reigning Horror-Core Champion. Scotty Paine destroyed Angellus. After a second Feel the Paine through a barbwired wrapped board for the .1 ..2 ...3!
Winner: Scotty Paine
Segment: Latoya Hixx's Championship celebration
(Even before the new Women's World Champion could even appear for her 'celebration' the crowd exploded into cheers, shocked to see of all people...The former ECWF Divas Champion Allie Knight-Hunter making her way onto the stage, in regular street clothes she made her way into the ring, looking at all the celebration festivities, she shook her head, grabbing a microphone.)
Allie Knight-Hunter: I wasn't going to come to Cali... at least not until next year, but I heard that this division is now being ran by Latoya Hixx as Women's World Champion and Heather Haze as the Diamonds Champion... now I'm sure your all asking yourself... but Allie we don't exactly know what title Nakita Niles is going to choose to challenge and your right, we don't know just what title she's gonna challenge for and we won't until she decides to inform the masses of just what title she'll challenge for and I respect whatever her choice will be... I'm just not gonna stand around anymore and watch a title like the Women's World Championship be dragged into the dirt by some bitch named Latoya Jackson... I mean Hixx, I'm not gonna watch this stupid celebration for an undeserving schoolgirl like her walk around with a title that should be held by a women of greatness and destiny... and Latoya all these people know that is NOT YOU! I don't give a damn if it's next week on Revolution... next pay-per-view event or closer to next years Starrcade, but you're gonna defend that title against me! And here's why, I've already been the Divas Championship, I brought that title out of the darkness it was in and brought it back to greatness... but there's something else I want to do and that's what my husband did with the World Heavyweight Championship and the Showtime Championship... I want to win BOTH the Women's World Champion... and the Diamonds Championship on the biggest stage in ECWF! I want to become the Women's World DIAMONDS Champion... and if I have to take the Women's World Title from you to make that happen, than so freakin' be it, that's exactly what I'm gonna do! I could careless about your little celebration tonight... so in my eye you can all consider this little Championship Celebration CANCELED! But since it seems ECWF wants to have this little celebration for a paper champion like you... please come out and celebrate your SHORT reign as Women's World Champion!"
(With the crowd cheering, Allie stood in the corner of the ring, waiting for Latoya to make her entrance, she sipped on a glass of wine, spitting it out in disgust, tossing the glass to the ground, continuing to wait...)
(The scene opens up to an all white room with a wooden floor Sprawled all over the floor were dozens of broken dolls and doll parts, from single arm pieces to limbless torsos to twisted-off heads, each caved in from a squeezing pinch courtesy of some black nail polished fingers.Among the sea of plastic severed limbs, we hear the incoherent ramblings of a woman and the camera leads us up to the Black Widow, the returning Latoya Hixx. She laid sideways on a throne-like chair, grinning and clutching a blonde in a Black dress in her hand bringing its face to eye-level while marveling at the new ECWF Women's Championship around her waist.)
"The Black Widow" Latoya Hixx: Ho-Hum, I suppose I see the pros to carrying around daddy's credit card in the wrestling world.... Reminds
me of someone I know actually, hehe..
(She stares at the doll for a few seconds before suddenly sticking the dolls head in her mouth without warning, pulls it off and spits it out like a sunflower seed shell; a calm smile on her face.)
"The Black Widow" Latoya Hixx: '' Sigh''... Do you know I absolutely Loveabout your kind, my sweet? No matter how much I get through Playing with you...
(Latoya then snaps the doll's left arm off as she says this she then produces a plastic bag filled with a bunch more dolls, all still in their packaging, and dumps them on the floor.
"The Black Widow" Latoya Hixx: They just keep churning you out a dime a dozen, hehehehe! oh, I literally cannot begin to tell you just how boring and mundane life would be without you lovelies around to remind me that a life full of pain can be a good
thing.
(Latoya then harshly bends the doll backwards, so much that her new ECWF Women's Word Championship snaps right off its waist.)
"The Black Widow" Latoya Hixx: when you're the one administering it of course hehehe Ladies! What better way for us to get acquainted than the greatest stage of them all Starrcade! Have you been practicing your Starrcade-sign point, my lovelies? Well, I hope your imagination matches your enthusiasm because this Starrcade match is as far as the lot of you will be going!
Latoya she begins to giggle, a look of confusion slowly grows on her face, as if someone had objected to her.
"The Black Widow" Latoya Hixx: Hm? Does this surprise you? Well it shouldn't you see, while you all were busy marveling at the events at the'' cool kids clubs '' Friday night Revolution, Lil' ol'' Latoya Hixx was on Main event administering the first bite in this division's neck and letting the toxin spread out in seclusion... I'm afraid this division is now infected, hehehe...
(Latoya leans back in her throne-like chair with a satisfied smile and grabs handfuls of dolls from her bag. These specific dolls all resembled some of the contestants scheduled to compete.)
"The Black Widow" Latoya Hixx: My. my; we've got ourselves quite the line-up, eh? I see a couple of familiar faces lurking around but I'm more interested in the future'' of our industry, of course! Allie Knight-Hunter for example... Hey, girl I've slugged it out with your big sis a few times in the past How's AA treating her, by the way? Oooh, then you have the likes of Nakita Niles and Heather Haze omigosh, look at them so youthful so nubile, so... pristine... just ... fresh and Ripe...
(it's here that Latoya starts getting lost in the beauty of the brand new Women's World Championship in her hands before suddenly holding its belt clean off with a manic grin)
"The Black Widow" Latoya Hixx: for the picking! And then... you have somebody like Allie Knight-Hunter.. oh... oh my, this is embarrassing...
"The Black Widow" Latoya Hixx: my biggest fear... I'm afraid they don't make dolls like you, my dear!
(Latoya cackles maniacally as she takes all the broken dolls parts she had accumulated around her lap this whole time and throws them all up in the air. making it rain plastic severed limbs around her.
"The Black Widow" Latoya Hixx: Fret not, my robust tart let. this is something to be celebrated to break free from that mold' and be the spore' and bacteria you know you are deep down inside... I really hope you look all those years of ridicule in your adolescence as a sign that you were destined to be different for the greater good as I have Allie Knight-Hunter... you and I? we were born different.
"The Black Widow" Latoya Hixx: Whereas the majority of these tantalizing trollops rely on their superficiality for acceptance. We simply thrive on just how much Agony we can spill inside the ring Don't cower in fear when you see me decapitate these hollow husks of mascara and expensive weaves in my grip oh no I want you to study and take notes. Understand just what we are capable of when we decide to take what we want... Then use that knowledge and Pray it's enough to stop me from making you my final victim!
(Latoya had been speaking with a serious tone but her final message ends with yet another crazed cackle as she grabs the remnants of the mess she made and tosses them all up in the air.)
(As everything is going on it is at that moment when Roses begins to hit the speakers and we are able to see Crystal Zdunich walking in the ramp. She has a microphone in her hands as she takes a deep breath and begins to speak.)
Crystal Zdunich: I know, I know... I lost my championship and even though things didn't necessarily go in my way I will be damned if some other chick Allie Knight just comes out and makes her claims at what she wants. The fact is I have been champion for a very long time. I held that championship with honor and I did everything in my power to elevate the division to new heights. I am a 19 time World Champion and now that I lost the title now is the time to push forward and become champion for a twentieth time. I will not sit on the backburner because believe it or not. I want my rematch... I want my championship back, and I will do anything to get it back. I refuse to be on the backburner and see some dumb cunts try to make their intentions known now that I am not champion anymore. It doesn't work like that. so before anybody says anything. I demand I get exactly what I want. This rose will always blossom.
(Crystal says angrily chucking the microphone to the side.)
The Iron Fist1 v The Jacksons
This was a "classic". In that Matthews & Aloni just destroyed Darien & Jordan in this 5 minute long match. The closing parts where Jordan taken out through a barricade and Darien hit with Atomic Bomb for the .1 ..2 ...3! At that point you could count to 2 billion and Darien would have not gotten up.
Winners: The Iron Fist
Segment: Heather Haze time....
Before the show...
(The camera pans in to view the voluptuous curves of the current Diamond champion, Heather Haze, as she paces the length of the well furnished, but otherwise empty dressing room.)
Heather Haze: "Hey ATHENA??...you in here??.…"
(Heather call outs for Athena, looking at every nook and carny of the dressing room, but there's no sign of her anywhere.)
Heather Haze: "Frigg...she's not here!"
(Heather then pulls out her phone and starts to dial her up)
Automated Voice: 'We're sorry. the number that you dialed is unavailable. Please check the number and try your call again later. *click*
Heather Haze: "That's so odd. She won't even respond to any of my calls or my texts. Where the hell is she?"
(Heather pouts, stomping her foot in frustration. She was then caught by surprise when she finds a small handwritten note left for her.)
(Picking up the note from the bench, she slowly unfolds it, and reads it out loud.)
Heather Haze: Dear Miss Haze. I'm sorry to have to say this, but this bodyguard gig you have me doin' ain't working out. I have requested my release this morning and it was granted. So long and goodbye!
Heather Haze: You got to be fucking kidding me! THAT UNGRATEFUL BITCH!!! UGH!
(Heather lets out a primal scream as she tears the crumpled up note to shreds before storming out of the locker room.)
SHowtime...
(The camera fades as we find Heather sitting in front of the vanity mirror with her brown locks cascading in soft curls down her back. She applies some soft makeup to her face before averting her eyes to the camera to speak.)
Heather Haze:My job is beyond thankless. But my job is a crucial one because I'm the woman who does what needs to be done.
(Heather smiled maliciously, dragging her liquid eyeliner across her eyelid to touch up her makeup and carefully affixing the small rhinestones to the curve of her eyelid. She gave a few slow test blinks, making sure that the stones stayed in place, surrounding her piercing brown eyes. Her hair then came next, teasing her brown-colored locks and spraying them down to keep them high and proud, crunching at her roots with her fingers.)
Heather Haze:I like waking up every morning, knowing that there needs to be somebody to play the bad guy role, and that just so happens to be me. After all, I know that position gets relegated to me, because when it comes to people meaning what they say and following up with action, only one person consistently gets the job done around' here. Only one person has the power to make all of that happen. And That's-- me, in the flesh.
(Heather scoffs then drops the circular compact container of makeup onto the tabletop surface of the vanity before turning away from the mirror. A very vindictive look was in her brown eyes, sliced narrowly and coldly, oozing with arrogance and snark.)
Heather Haze:And others... they're threatened by that success I ooze. They're threatened rightfully so because they don't know what it's like to be able to get to be the top act just by talents alone. They aren't willing to put in the work like me night after night, city after city. So they like to go on a whim with their endless rants, moaning and pissing and pointing their gnarly fingers at me and calling me every derogatory name they can come up with to try and get under my skin.
(Heather grinned wickedly, straightening up her posture just a bit before waving a dismissive hand.)
Heather Haze:Thankfully, my reputation precedes me...so much so that these bickering rat faced uglies can't seem to keep my name out their fucking mouths. But the more they share their grievances like some nagging housewife the more I can't help but laugh over these chronic underachievers who'll never ever amount to anything in their sad, insignificant pathetic waste of existence, which just goes to show how little I care for them and how little they matter to me.
(A sweet smile is almost artistically dropped into a bitter scowl with her big, brown, idyllic eyes slicing into a narrow, acidic gaze.)
Heather Haze:See, I have no problem with people who aren't great... as long as they know to stay in their lane. But there isn't a day that goes by where It's like every day I've got some weirdo popping out the woodshed; either one of those idiots in those cheap seats - and make no mistake, they are all cheap seats out there in that dingy bingo hall we all wrestle in - or one of the somehow even more colossal idiots that make up this shitty roster for some reason tweeting at me at odd hours, reminding and telling me that I am what's wrong with ECWF. And How I'm killing the product or how I give every female athlete a bad name based on the way I present myself to the fans and their mothers and their grandmothers. At the end of the day Your opinions are irrelevant and you do not pay my bills. But you know what does? GETTING my FACE out there on TV every single night; Defending, winning, and KEEPING MY Championship gold, which says a heap that I'm doing everything that is right for my well earned six figure paycheck.
(Her lips curled into a grin; a wicked, and slightly frightening one at that.)
Heather Haze:Maybe I'm not gonna be nabbing any women of the year awards any time soon, but at the end of the day I am still THE DIAMOND Champion for a hellva good F'N REASONS. And whether they like to admit it or not, I have done more for this Championship to make it the most coveted prize and envy to all these ungrateful bitches who'd like nothing more than to get their grubby lil paws on it. So whether it's bland no-name rookies or wrinkled up old has-beens from yesteryear who want a crack at MY belt- then they can all go on ahead and step up and make my day! COME. TRY. ME. It don't make a lick of balls to me whoever is put in front of me. Rock N' Roll God can line all these bitches up for my crown, and I'll make sure I'll mow them down and put every last one of them to the fucking ground till I get bored of all this and choose to ride off into the merry sunset on my own terms!
(Heather lets out a heavy sigh of boredom as she puts the finishing touches of her makeup. She then grabs her Diamond Championship belt that was propped up against the vanity mirror and stares at it with a cheshire grin on her face.)
Heather Haze:But for now, I'm having way too much fun as is... Because when you're great like me... you don't stop at mediocrity, and you don't stop pushing forward. And all these bitches are going to get a first-hand lesson on just what it means to be great, and they're going to get it from the best ECWF has EVER seen.
(Venom dripped in her voice, matching the cold gaze in her devilish eyes as she clutched at her ECWF Diamond's belt in her hand with a smirk on her face and it's from here that we fade to a close.)
(The Rebel Rose D'Angelo is seen standing backstage as she smirks as she sees the camera man.)
"The Rebel" Rose D'Angelo:: Hello Heather...how about this after i'm done whooping Claire's ass...i come whoop yours and take your championship
Segment: Venom's Open Challenge
(The arena goes dim as red, and green strobe lights fill the arena. “Hallowed Be Thy Name” by Cradle Of Faith plays over the PA system, as a dark haze fills the entrance. Sammeal and Apocalypse slowly walk out onto the stage, and play to the crowd for a few moments. Then they slowly walk down the ramp towards the ring. As Apocalypse stalks his way down the island, Sammeal does a jerking-like dance. Apocalypse steps up onto the apron and lifts the bottom rope, so that Sammeal can slide into the ring on his belly. The ring announcer gives them both microphones, and the first thing you hear is Sammeal letting out a burst of thunderous laughter)
Sammeal McBane: I told you all, but no one believed me …no one, foresaw what I did and it cost you everything. I had other plans, but they were foiled by a young lady. Good for you, enjoy it while you can …it’s just set off more ideas, that will hurt you in the end.
Apocalypse:: We have been given the opportunity to lay out a challenge to any team we want. And since one of you has embarrassed The Shadow Walker …we are going to show this so-called Best Tag Team Ever, we’re the Champions. We’ll decide which team is the best.
Sammeal McBane: That’s right boys, we chose to face this military group …and we’ll lay them to rest. Everett “Drinks Too Much” Aloni, and Chris “Ain’t So Tough” Matthews …and please leave the old man behind, I don’t think he can handle the violence anymore. At least not the level of brutality a Street Fight brings.
Apocalypse:: The young lady too, wouldn’t want to rough up that pretty face. It’ll just be you two versus the Champions, if you dare. Let's see who the best Tag Team really is …no one has stopped us yet, and we don’t think you’re going to be able to stop us either!!
Sammeal McBane: Be prepared boys, it’s time to fight for not only the titles …but for your lives!!
(The scene fades away, as both men let out a laugh. Static cuts the view, as a voice rings out in the darkness)
The Shadow Walker: Do You See, What I See??
(They waited and no tag team dared show up.)
TDH v Jay Reynolds
This match was equalled that no one cared and neither did the two men. They knew it was a 10 minute match as ECWF matches are and the bored the fans with this stinker and let the clock run out.
Winner: Time Limit DRAW
Main Event
#1 Contendership for the World Heavyweight Championship
Dan Anderson v Razor Blade
This was a simple match. Razor Blade came in. Showcased his skills and hits a 2nd Razor Blade for the .1 ..2 ...3!
Winner: Razor Blade
