Longshot (September 30, 2009)

[Vertigolowe]

September 30, 2009
Road to Fear & Loathing - Week 2


Hardcore Match
"The Misfit" Rob Frias ~VS~ Jeremy Williams

Number One Contender Tournament
VCW Women's Championship
Quarter Final
Big Bertha ~VS~ Jenn Wolf

Roman Brothers ~VS~ The Coven (Tolliver & Kalkos)

Steve Taylor ~VS~ Jimmy Richards

Hardcore Match
Scrappy Joe ~VS~ North Vegas Butcher

Number One Contender Tournament
VCW Women's Championship
Quarter Final
"The Reptile" Sarah Cole ~VS~ Millie Amazing

Daniel Diamondeye ~VS~ Kaelan Anderson

Number One Contender
VCW Juniorweight Championship
Michael Stern ~VS~ El Hijo Del Perra

[Vertigolowe]

As Longshot comes on the air, Samantha Swift is sitting behind her desk.

"Good evening Las Vegas. After the events that transpired last week during the Sudden Death 4-way match, I have made a match for tonight. It will be Michael Stern 1-on-1 with El Hijo Del Perra. The winner will face Jack Francis for the VCW Juniorweight Championship at Fear & Loathing. And if anyone else gets involved in this match, they will be suspended immediately. Enjoy the show."[/color]

[Dazza]

The scene changes to the golden locker-room of the VCW Women's Champion, Jade Emira, as she and Jack, the new VCW Juniorweight Champion, are watching their television to hear Swift's important message. Jack turns around to face the camera.

It's a good thing I'm no "Street Fighter wannabe", or else Tyler Marx might've had me---but I'm no Street Fighter wannabe, Marx.. I am Jack Francis, the man who drove your head into the asphalt at Aftermath. I was going to say I would destroy you some more last week---but you had to lose the chance, didn't you, Tyley-boy..

Jack begins to laugh as he stands in front of the camera with his arms crossed and the Juniorweight belt fastened around his waist. His laughing is cut off by Jade, however, as she leans strangely on his shoulder, with her Women's Championship around her own waist.

And you, Veroni-girl, you had your chance at Aftermath as well, and you failed.. Jack and I are the most dominant superstars in Vegas today--nobody can beat us now!

Jack puts his arm around Jade's shoulder, as if she was a male buddy of his, and makes a sly expression to her.

Maybe we should go after the tag-team titles, too...

They both look at each other for a moment and then they begin to laugh like a couple of children, as the scene changes.

[Master Red]

Steve Taylor makes his way to the ring along with his father and manager Frankie Taylor.

Steve gets in the ring and picks up the mic.

Steve- Hi Folks, my name is...ah Steve. To-Tonight is the night I make my Longshot debut against Jimmy Richards.

Frank gets in the ring a takes the mic off his son.

Frankie- Tonight, Tonight Jimmy Richards is gonna feel the pain of the the Taylor family. Feel it...you'll god da.......

Steve snatches the mic off his father

Steve- As I was saying I hope to have a good mat....

"Paranoid" by Black Sabbath plays as Anwar makes his way into the arena.

Anwar climbs into the ring interupting the Taylor's

Anwar- Ah excuse me real talent needs to put his point across.

The Taylor's look on in disgusted as Anwar makes a point.

Anwar- Now, Last week I put one over on Water, The Las Vegas Champion Water, The same Water I beat in a non-title match.

Anwar takes a pause to listen to the crowds boo's

Anwar- Now, Now I can believe that I am being overlooked constantly for these half-arsed, steroid buffed, whining little babies. Kurt Engl..whatever you had your title shot's, Now it is time that you....

Frankie Taylor had enough of Anwar's crap and hit Anwar with a chair. The crowd cheers heaps loud for Frankie who blushes with all the attention. Steve picks up the mic.

Steve- Now, As I was saying Jimmy may the best man win.

Jimmy enters the Arena.

Richards- Hey, Steve

The Taylors both turn to Jimmy Richards.

Richards- I plan to

[Devlin]

"The Souls of Distortion" by Joe Satriani hits the speakers. Those in attendance begin to boo, as none other than the former VCW Juniorweight Champion, Tyler Marx, makes his way down to the ring, bearing a face like thunder.

Marx walks around the ring and snatches a microphone from the timekeeper. He then slides into the ring.

"CUT THE MUSIC!" He barks. The booing, however, continuous, as loudly as ever.

"M-m-Miss Swift... Miss Swift..." Marx begins, before he breaks out into a nervous laugh. "M-Miss Swift... Tyler Marx thinks you may have overlooked someone very important this evening. And his name... is Tyler... Marx."

"Y'see, lady, Tyler Marx is the former Juniorweight Champion, and for the last nearly two months, Tyler Marx has carried your pathetic Juniorweight division ON HIS BACK- and you overlook Tyler Marx? You cannot overlook Tyler Marx, you do not overlook Tyler Marx... you WILL NOT overlook... TYLER... MARX."

By this time, Marx looks incensed.

"Swift, last week you threw Tyler Marx into a number one contender's match with a bunch of nobodies, without consulting him first- and I'm pretty sure that I'm still owed a one-on-one rematch for MY title. Tyler Marx DEMANDS that you give him his rematch TONIGHT! So, what's it gonna be?"

A crazed Tyler Marx looks on, awaiting his answer...

[Master Red]

Tyler Marx is still waiting when Millie Amazing enters the arena.

Marx- What the HELL do you want.

Millie- Tyler I admire your courage to come out here in front of all these people and chuck a temper tantrum. But I have more important issue's than to listen to you...

Marx- Woh, It's not THAT time of month's is it.

Mille- HEY DON"T CUT ME OFF! See your little lady friend lost the title to Jade Emira and I plan to win it for the first time.

Millie- So Marx you can go now.

Millie- I'm going to address the crowd and don't cut me off.

Millie takes a pause and continues

Mille- I am going to make a promise. The promise is that I will clean sweep the whole goddamn tournament beating everyone to a bloody pulp. Then I will beat the crap through Jade adn Jack if you get in my way and I will stand a the top of VCW's food chain looking down at everyone from Anwar all the way to Samatha Swift.

Marx- Now Samatha will you come out here and give me the GODAMN MATCH AGAINST JACK

Mille- Don't cut me off. As I was sayin...

Big Betha run's behind Millie clotheslining her before dragging her out. Before Bertha leaves she slautes Marx and leaves with Millie kicking and screaming behind her.

Marx- So Swift again what's it gunna be?

Marx look at the enterance ramp with an annoyed look on his face

[Vertigolowe]

"Fully Alive" by Flyleaf plays out over the speakers and Samantha Swift walks out to the ring with a severely pissed off look on her face. She motions for Tyler to back away as she steps into the ring between the bottom two ropes and he reluctantly complies, backing up a couple of steps.

"Tyler, I'm not going to come out and tell you that it's a stupid idea to come out here and badmouth me. I could say that I'll bury your career if you don't call me pretty and smart and the greatest thing to happen to wrestling since Vince McMahon.

"Our current Heavyweight Champion Scott Starnes is living proof that I judge my employees and grant them title matches the only way that I can... or should, and that's by their performance in the ring."

The crowd cheers wildly and starts up a VCW chant.

"If you remember correctly, you won the title in the first place by interjecting yourself into a title match between Jack Francis and Carl Svensson. Sure, you issued a challenge that was accepted, but I could have just as easily pulled you out of that match and made you go through the proper channels to get your shot.

"Do you know why I didn't?" Tyler shakes his head and mouths 'no'. "I left you in that match because I saw promise in you. I knew you were good, and I wanted to see if being in a high-profile title match would bring out the greatness I saw in you.

"I was right... kind of. You see in that match you took advantage of your opportunity and won the Juniorweight title. In the months since then you have defended that title on a number of occassions but you have also begun to show everyone that you don't think you should have to work for your chances.

"You've turned into a cowardly whiner. While that doesn't mean I'll go out of my way to hurt you, I'm also not about to go out of my way to help you.

"Technically speaking, you don't get a rematch unless I decide to give you one. So I'm going to give you a fighting chance to earn one. The winner of tonight's number one contender's match will face the Juniorweight Champion for the title at Fear & Loathing on October 17. That match will be one on one and if anyone tries to get involved, they will be gone from VCW for a good long... 'vacation'.

"Next week, I'm willing to book Tyler Marx vs. Jack Francis one last time for the Juniorweight Championship. I'll pencil it in as the main event for the show. But before I grant that match, you need to show me something. You need to demonstrate that you have some courage."

Tyler gets closer to her and stares an evil look into her eyes.

"If you want your title match you need to go into the back and find Jack Francis. Once you find him, you need to try and convince him that he should give you a rematch. Once he comes to me and tells me that he accepts, I'll make the match official. Otherwise, I guess you are just out of luck."[/color]

[Devlin]

After the commercial break, the camera cuts backstage, to where we see Tyler Marx skulking around backstage. He's sitting down at a table with a paper cup in his hands, looking deep in thought.

"Stupid Jack Francis," He mumbles to himself, gently squashing the paper cup. "Stupid Samantha Swift!" He yells, and then slams the paper cup down on the table, crushing it within an inch of it's life. He then flicks the cup of the table and onto the floor, and sits with his head in his hands.

"Tyler Marx is no coward. Cowards don't win Championships. Tyler Marx will show them all that he's no coward, he's not afraid of Jack Francis..." He gets to his feet with a determined look in his eye. "Tyler Marx knows that Jack Francis is in the locker room. So, he's gonna go right over there, kick down the damn door-" He kicks the table over with a loud thunk. "- march right up to Jack Francis, and say- AAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!"

Marx screams like a girl, as he feels the touch of someone's hand upon his back. He freezes on the spot as a familiar voice says to him, "You're gonna say what, Marx? Go on, you were doing so well."

Slowly, gingerly, Marx turns around to see none other than the new VCW Juniorweight Champion, Jack Francis, standing in front of him. He jumps back a foot or two, and then nervous crosses his arms.

"N-n-nothing, nothing at all, none of your business, Francis!" He snaps.

"Really now?" Francis replies, getting a step closer Marx. Marx looks nervous, but holds his ground. "Because I coulda swore that I heard you say you were going march into the locker room and demand a title rematch."

Marx's eyes bulge a little, and he looks obviously nervous, but tries to hold his composure.

"Y-yeah, well maybe Tyler Marx was!" Marx exclaims. "Listen buddy, Tyler Marx is freakin' SICK of you. Everywhere he goes, you're there, stealing Tyler Marx's thunder.That title right there belongs to Tyler Marx, not YOU. So, y-y-yeah... Tyler Marx is de-demanding... that you give him his DAMN TITLE SHOT!"

Marx looks rather shocked that he managed to utter the words. Francis holds a stony glare.

"...Please?"

After a second of pondering, Francis replies with a stiff blow to the kidneys. Marx doubles over in visible agony.

"Y'know what, Marx? I can't wait to get the chance to kick your ass one more time. Me, you, next week. I accept."

With that, Jack Francis leaves the scene, leaving Marx doubled over on the spot.

"Sure. Thanks," Marx coughs through gritted teeth.

[Vertigolowe]

September 30, 2009
Road to Fear & Loathing - Week 2

Hardcore Match
"The Misfit" Rob Frias ~VS~ Jeremy Williams

Frias had Jeremy's number in this match and put him away with the Braineater for the victory.

5:04 - Rob Frias defeated Jeremy Williams in a Hardcore Match.

Number One Contender Tournament
VCW Women's Championship
Quarter Final
Big Bertha ~VS~ Jenn Wolf

Bertha had apparently finished whatever business she had with Millie Amazing earlier and made it out for her match with Jenn. Jenn held strong and put her away with the Wild One to advance in the tournament.

6:11 - Jenn Wolf defeated Big Bertha

Roman Brothers ~VS~ The Coven (Tolliver & Kalkos)

The Romans just had The Coven's number tonight. Levi connected with Is That Legal? on Tolliver to score the win.

6:36 - Roman Brothers defeated The Coven (Tolliver & Kalkos)

Steve Taylor ~VS~ Jimmy Richards

Jimmy was holding his own against Taylor and even seemed to be playing with Steve. Dazza came out to return the favor from Jimmy costing him a match last week. Taylor used the distraction and hit the Sin City Drop for the victory.

4:22 - Steve Taylor defeated Jimmy Richards

Hardcore Match
Scrappy Joe ~VS~ North Vegas Butcher

Scrappy had no problems defeating NVB with the Last Scrap in short order tonight.

5:15 - Scrappy Joe defeated North vegas Butcher in a Hardcore Match.

After the match Joe cut a promo about how 187 is not deserving of the Hardcore Championship.

Number One Contender Tournament
VCW Women's Championship
Quarter Final
"The Reptile" Sarah Cole ~VS~ Millie Amazing

Millie seemed a little worse for wear after her dealings with Bertha earlier. Sarah took charge and ended the match quickly with Venom.

5:54 - Sarah Cole defeated Millie Amazing

Daniel Diamondeye ~VS~ Kaelan Anderson

Diamondeye seemed confident until all of the Vegas Horsemen came out to the rign with Kaelan. It wasn't long before Starne sinterjected himself into the match, allowing Kaelan to hit the Dislocatorplex for the win.

8:02 - Kaelan Anderson defeated Daniel Diamondeye

Number One Contender
VCW Juniorweight Championship
Michael Stern ~VS~ El Hijo Del Perra

Stern and EHDP had a great back and forth contest tonight. Each man connected with his usual moves but it was Michael who came out on top by hitting the Stern DDT for the pin.

9:44 - Michael Stern defeated El Hijo Del Perra

After the match was over, Esix Cordero came to the ring and lifted up EHDP. He hit him with the Twister before Longshot went off the air.