Longshot (May 9, 2007)

[Vertigolowe]

May 9, 2007

Card is NOT subject to change.

THIS WEEK

VCW Women's Championship
Ladder Match
"The Reptile" Sarah Cole ~VS~ Veronica Truman (c)

VCW Las Vegas Championship
Four-Way Elimination Match
Major Mudd (c) ~VS~ Daniel Diamondeye ~VS~ Alex Pires ~VS~ Andy Montoya

VCW Hardcore Championship
Scott Starnes ~VS~ "The Notorious" 187 (c)

Number One Contener
VCW Juniorweight Championship
Damion ~VS~ Ikki Nakata ~VS~ The Born-Again Kid

Water ~VS~ "The Pain Train" Bill Dallas
Winner is GM of Longshot for May 16, 2007

Sledgehammer Justice ~VS~ The O-Matics

[Vertigolowe]

Backstage, Samantha Swift is laying on her couch. Sarah Cole brings her a glass of water, but she still looks sick as a dog.


"Samantha, you should really go home. It's not safe here without bodyguards anyway."

"Damn Jose Reyes. That injury-prone loser! I never should have started doing those tequilla shots."

"That was four days ago and you're still sick?"

"Well, we ended up drinking through Monday. Then I tried to cure my hangover yesterday by drinking, which just made things worse. You know what, Sarah, for tonight, you are the GM of Longshot. Your responsible, I'm going home."


Samantha gets to her feet, wabbles a little, and walks out the door. Sarah still has a bewildered look on her face that turns into a sly grin.


"This is gonna be a fun night."

[Vertigolowe]

The Lair

Damion and Cage sitting patiently on a pair of rocks. Across the flaming barrell from them sits a hulking figure. A dark hood is pulled down so that only his lips and below are visible is the flickering firelight. Burns can be made out along his jaw and neck.

"My disciples, I know you have languished these past days, as you pondered Hellfire Havoc. There is a time and a place for all things to be revealed to lose who keep faith. It is time to reveal some of those things to you now.

"At the Boulevard of Broken Dreams, you defeated the Tribe of Rage. Your victory removed an important piece of the wall erected in Winter's mind."

"What do you mean?"

"Although they were suspicious of him, they knew his intentions to be pure. He was then able to rely on them for their part. In defeat, they showed him he had only one ally whom he could rely on."

"And who is that? You?"Cage's tone isn't at all mocking, he sounds curious.


"No. His wife." "The Rose" Elisha Knight steps into the Lair, letting the sheet metal door swing open. Cage and Damion both spring to their feet, as standing behind Elisha, is The Slasher.


"In case you hadn't realized, Winter has two personas, the one who had to save Elisha, and the one who wanted to burn me alive at Hellfire Havoc."

Both Elisha and Winter walk into the room, to the left side of Tolliver, letting Cage and Damion block the exit off to his right.

"I brought the dormant personality to the front by martyring myself. A personality that I had a hand in creating many years ago. You may all be seatyed my Coven. We have quite a bit to discuss."

The five members each sit on their stones, forming the points of the star in the pentagram painted on the floor. Winter to Tolliver's left, Elisha next to him. Damion is seated at The Scourge's right hand, with Cage next to him. Four unarguably unbalanced individuals leaning forward as a fifth individual, more damaged, more scarred than rest begins to speak over the fire.

To Be Continued...

[Chris]

The camera fades to the locker-room of Gigante Fujima, where the VCW Heavyweight Champion is sitting on a chair, watching tapes from the VCW Roster. He was on the edge of defeat at Boulevard of Broken Dreams, and he don't want that to happen again. That's why he's studying the roster. Fujima doesn't look impressed, but he still watches. He finished watching the tape of the Pain Academy Students (over thirty minutes of pure ass kicking. Or better, getting his ass kicked), and puts in the tape of the Juniorweights. First, we see a compilation of El Hijo Del Perra, then Rob Frias. Now and then, we also see Jericho Black and others in action. Gigante Fujima looks at it with great interest, but maybe just because he had to watch a Jobber tape first. But it's not the Juniorweights that Fujima is interested in. He takes out the tape, and gets the tape with the Heavyweights. Jack Vengeance, Dan Fransisco, Jeremy Tolliver, Ethan Winter, Bill Dallas, Ryan Bowdridge, you name it. Everyone gets a small amount of time on the tape. The camera gets a close up on Fujima face. He's looking for someone on the tape. Maybe his next victim.

Suddenly, Gigante Fujima stops the vid. It looks like he found what he was looking for. Or who he was looking for. Another close up on Fujima's face, a face hard like stone, the expression of anger a big part of it. Now, the big man gets up from the chair, and exits the room. Curious of who the man on the tv screen is, the camera man turns around. And the TV screen shows ............

Kaelan Anderson

[Vertigolowe]

Backstage, Lucas Wright makes his way to Swift's Office, occupied by temporary GM of Longshot, Sarah Cole. He knocks on the door and she steps out into the hallway.

"I'm here with Sarah Cole, GM for the..."

"Be quiet Lucas. I just wanted to make my first official announcement. I want security to go and find Veronica Truman and take the VCW Women's Championship from her."

"You're stripping her of the title? You can't do that!"

"I said be quiet Lucas. I'm not stripping her of the title. I'm gonn ahang it above the ring, and then me and her are gonna have a Ladder Match for the title. Right here, tonight. Now get lost before I make you go interview The Coven."

"Bye!"

Lucas takes off running down the hall and Sarah smiles.

[EELON]

"In the sky" starts playing over the speakers and Andy Montoya steps out onto the stage. He first smiles, but then gets a focused expression on his face and he heads to the ring. As he enters the ring after receiving a mic, his music dies down.

"Ey, hello Vegas! Tonight Andy is truly back and he's gonna do something no one has been able to. I'm going to be the new VCW Las Vegas Champion! I'm going to be the one to beat Major Mudd!"

Some of the crowd cheers at this others are actually laughing. Then "Don't Tread on Me" by Metallica hits and the champion in question, Major Mudd steps out. He quickly signals to cut his music and it's quickly killed.

"Did I hear that right?! You think you can beat me? What do you weigh? A hundred pounds? I defeated Blackjack four day ago, he's four times you size. I probably weigh twice you weight! So why don't y-"

Suddenly "Diamonds are forever" hits and Daniel Diamondeye steps out just behind Mudd.

"So what about me? It's time to realize that you can't be on the top forever, MAJOR MUDD. And you Andy, it's time you realize that you can't roll with the big guys!"

[Rystar]

Suddenly, "Slave" by Silverchair rips through the speakers and "The Kid from Portugal" Alex Pires comes out of the curtain with a mic in his hand. The music fades away and Alex starts to speak:

Daniel, who are you to come out here and trash talk these guys? If I remember correctly, you lost against an old man.

The crowd starts to laugh.

And if I remember correctly, you 2 want the VCW Las Vegas Championship. I want a belt too, so let's make this a Fatal 4 Way.


tbc

[Vertigolowe]

Velvet Revolver's "Slither" blasts out over the speakers. "The Reptile" Sarah Cole walks out onto the stage. All four men, stop and look at her.

"Thank you guys for all making my job a lot easier. I think we'll have a four-way elimination match for the VCW Las Vegas Championship! Mudd defends against Montoya, Diamondeye and Pires. Thank you Las Vegas!"

Slither hits again and Sarah walks to the back.

[Juan Hefe]

Kaelan Anderson walks down the hallway with a distinct spring in his step. For once in his life, he appears to be happy. Up ahead, Rob Wallace is lacing up his boots.

"'Ey auld paddy, ye not gonna congratulate me?"

Wallace stops lacing his boots but does not look up.

" Ye sicken me loon."

"'Ow's that now?"

" Weel, yoo've beaten th' Rainbaw an' noo Ah suppose ye hink yoo're gonnae fin' gauld reit?"

Anderson smiles and sits down beside his former tag-team partner.

" When I club Fujima, you know oi'm gonna give yer first crack at losin' ter the champ right?"

"What's this I hear about losing to the champs?"

"Ya lads fancy a Scapa Fla?"

"Filthy" Rich Burton and Barry Knight, the mighty Sledgehammer Justice, stand before Anderson and Wallace with their tag-team titles hanging on their shoulders.

"Oi don't suppose ye'd put de titles on de line?"

"For you fellas? No."

"Oi! Why am I teamin' wif such a bloody coward?"

" Well, it doesn't matter anyway, dis Anderson is al' aboyt tearin' 'is way ter de top... mind our wager Auld Paddy?"

Rob Wallace emits a disgusted grunt and gets up from the bench, his boots laced.

" Ah min', but Ah got a body mair shot tae gonnae-no ye. I'll see ye in th' rin' ye undeservin' whelp."

Burton watches Wallace go with a profound look of confusion on his face.

"What the hell did Wallace just say?"

" 'Re ya Mutt and Jeff? 'E just said 'e was garn aahhht ter challenge Kaelan 'ere ter a Itch And Scratch."

Anderson gets up and shoves Sledgehammer Justice aside.

" Oyt av me way lads, Ah've got an auld 'orse ter put down."

"Can we help?"

Knight slugs Burton in the arm and points at the O-Matics who are coming down the hallway.

" Never Chinese Blind those Bo-le Of Glue, let's Scapa Fla pick a Read and Write wif the bleedin' new saucepan lids on the block."

"You do that and I'm going to go insult X-O-Matic."

"..."

{OOC: To be continued by Runner...}

[Juan Hefe]

"The Pain Train" Bill Dallas struts and preens his way over to Water and Ryan Bowdridge's locker room, knocking only once before opening the door.

"WOO WOO!!! THE PAIN TRAIN IS IN THE HIZZY, EVERYBODY GET BUSY!!!"

Water jumps up from the bench he was sitting on and gets in Dallas'.

"You got three seconds to state your intentions before I tell Ryan here to kick your..."

"Shut your mouth! Wha'? Hey man, I'm just talkin' 'bout SHAFT!"

Water walks over to Bowdridge and pulls his earphones from his ears.

"Hey man, what gives?!?"

"We got an unwanted visitor. Also, give me back my Shaft soundtrack thief!"

"If you LADIES are done, I'd like a word with Water, something about a potential GM job!"

"I'm listening you blowhard."

"Are you IMPLYING that I speak loudly CRACKA?!?"

"Well, yeah."

"FINE then! Match between you and me TONIGHT! Winner gets to be GM next week, HONKY!"

The two men go nose to nose in a fearsome showdown that is broken by a familiar voice at the door.

"Hello everyone! Lucas Wright here with a very special announcement! It appears that Water and Bill Dallas are going to fight it out to see who will get to be GM next week on Longshot! Any comments on this fellas?"

Water shoves Dallas aside and grabs the microphone from Wright.

"Yeah Wright. Just like I kicked Dallas' hiney last week in the bodyguardin' challenge, I'm going to repeat the feat this week and book him against Fabulous Moolah and Mae Young next week! Woo Woo that you pompous fool!"

Dallas smiles and pulls out what appears to be a score card from his pocket. He unfolds it and calmly reads what is written on it.

"Ahem CRACKA. Dance-off winner: Bill Dallas. Shotokan Showdown winner: BILL DALLAS. Looks like I'm up two one HONKY!"

"The slate is cleared tonight Dallas! You're going down!!! Ryan!"

"Yeah?"

"Beer me!"

Bowdridge makes an obscene gesture that is censored out by the excellent VCW technical staff.

"Beer this!"

"Gentlemen! We are on LIVE television!"

"Yeah Ryan, geeze Louise!"

"WELL IT'S BEEN NICE, NOW I GOTS TA GO GET READY TA TURN WATER TO ICE! WOO WOO!!!"

Dallas walks out of the locker room, chug-chugging like a train while Water fumes at not having gotten the last word. Wright is about to leave as well when Water grabs him by the arm.

"You have something to add Water?"

"Yes, even if I turn to ice, I'll still be twice as... good as Dallas!"

Bowdridge groans audibly in the background.

"Water, you are such a moron."

[RyanBow412]

"So, Ryan. You got any plans tonight?"

"Nah, after that little battle with Kaitlyn, I've decided to take a break this week. I'm just gonna sit back, crack open a Dew, and watch Tarantino movies till dawn." Ryan stretches out and grabs a Mountain Dew from a cooler by his feet and opens it.

"Really?"

"Really."

Then, on the TV, a loud conversation consisting of at least 15 uses of the f-bomb are heard.

"Damn, I love Reservoir Dogs."

[Vertigolowe]

Sarah Cole's Office

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Sarah is in the office, streching out on the carpet to the delight of the male fans watching on the screens in the arena. The camera is down low close to her, when a pair of boots step in front of her. The camera pans up while The Reptile looks up, revealing the hooded form of The Scourge.

She quickly rolls backwards and up to her feet to create some space, but it's quickly apparent that Jeremy has no hostile intentions.


"Jesus Christ!"

"Not quite. The Christ was a source of good will and benevolence. A true inspiration to all. I am not that. But I do want to be."

"Jeremy, I never have a clue what you're talking about. Just come out and ask me whatever you wanted to ask me."

"Of course. I want you to make a match. I believe my acolyte Damion is worthy of a title match."

"He's the vampire right? Don't answer that. Well I know Ikki wanted his rematch, so why don't we have a number one contender match between the two? See how things work out?"

"Your low opinion of Nakata is obvious. Otherwise you would never agree to put him in such a horrid situation. I like it."


The Scourge turns from Cole and walks out the door. Sarah breaths a sigh of relief.

[Roy]

A camera is lifted from sitting on the ground but all that is seen is static, in the background a loud, high pitched laughter echoes throughout a clearly huge room. After a couple of minutes the static stops as well as the laugh. All that can be seen however is a black screen. After what seems like a life time the lens turns green, obviously the night vision of the camera. All that is seen is a huge eye and part of a nose.

WeLcoMe bOThERs!

the camera zooms out revealing the BorN AGAIN KiD.

Welcome to my dark mass! well it not actually officially mine yet. This is the old lair of a lost group, the lair of Frias Freaks'. Right now they are absent, they are getting help to purge their lost souls of all evil. I'm the Shepard here and I am on a mission to help all the lost souls of VCW. I've now helped RoB fRiaS and will help others but i also must be rewarded for my kind attributes. I want to be added in tonights NO.1 contenders match for the Juniorweight Championship!

gO iN pIEceS MY broThERs!

(answered by V)

[Juan Hefe]

Lucas Wright is standing by 187 who still has his VCW Hardcore Championship despite losing his match with Starnes at Boulevard of Broken Dreams.

"Greetings everyone and welcome back to Longshot! Standing by with me here is 187 who is still Hardcore champion despite losing his last match with Scott Starnes!"

"I should kill you for your damn smart mouth Wright, but I won't, cuz I'm in a happy mood for once."

"Thanks for that! Why are you in a happy mood?"

187 taps his belt.

"Cuz that fool Starnes doesn't even know enough to book a championship match! Next challenger!"

The Canadian anthem starts playing. Loudly. Scott Starnes walks onto the stage and gets in 187's face.

"No, you are the fool Brodie. Put that belt of yours on the line. Tonight. We'll see who comes out on top."

"Well how about it 187? Are you going to accept Scott's challenge?"

"Yeah. See you in the ring tonight chump."

[Rystar]

"Filthy" Rich Burton walks over to the O-Matics and shoves the smaller one in the back.

"You guys up for a match tonight?"

Rox-O-Matic looks at the fat man standing before him and nods his head.

"Are the belts on the line?"

"O'course they bloody are guvnah! Oi!"

X-O-Matic stands by his brother, looking defiant.

"Well then, get ready to lose them... to the O-Matics!!!!"