Longshot (February 25, 2009)

[Vertigolowe]

February 25, 2009
Road to Double Down - Week 1


Mass Destruction ~VS~ Tribe of Rage

Hennessy ~VS~ "Vermillion Lady" Jade Emira

"German Wonder" Kurt Engelhorn ~VS~ Efrem Ethel

Vertigo ~VS~ Slaughterhouse

Andy Montoya ~VS~ "The Great" Toku

Crash City Rockers ~VS~ Double Dragons

Jimmy Richards & Dazza ~VS~ Backwater Boyz

"The Plague" Dirge Kalkos ~VS~ Richard Farnsworth III

Tyler Marx ~VS~ Cletus

[Vertigolowe]

Following Longshot's opening video and pyro, the scene shifts to a dark, dusty room. It is the inside of the Coven's Lair. The camera is holding tight to "The Scourge" Jeremy Tolliver. His face is streaked with blood and he has his trademark scowl etched across his features. He is wearing a long dirty trenchcoat to cover his bare upper torso.

"Saturday night at Las Vegas Cup, two important things occurred. You all witnessed the first when my lovely harpy Arrianna was robbed of the Women's title.

"The second thing, never quite made it to air, so let's take a look at it right now."

The screen shifts to Elisha Knight. She is sweaty and out of breath, carrying the VCW Women's Championship over her shoulder. Despite her current physical state, she has a smile on her face.

She opens the door to her locker room and sees Chaos and Napalm lying on the floor unconscious. Still in shock, she takes the Dark Kiss from Arrianna Lyra right under the jaw.

Arrianna stands over her body as Jeremy steps in the picture. Both of them look off to the left and another huge man steps up to them. He has on a leatherface-like mask that has large chunks of black greasy hair stuck inside of it.

We shift back to the Coven's Lair.

"The man you just saw is "The Plague" Dirge Kalkos. He is my minion and the newest member of the Coven."

Arrianna Lyra slips in front of the camera as Jeremy stands up next to Dirge Kalkos.

"From the darkest depths
of the feared and depressed.
Comes the most terrifying pair
of morbid despair.

Chaos and Napalm are pain
Elisha is more of the same.
My men are the conclusion of hate
and I am the cruel hand of fate."

[Vertigolowe]

Samantha Swift is standing in the middle of the ring. A long table is set up with a clipboard sitting on top of it. She walks over and holds up the clipboard and papers clipped to it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it is my pleasure to present to you tonight a contract signing. At Double Down on March 21, Ryan Bowdridge will defend the VCW Heavyweight Championship against the man who defeated him at the Las Vegas Cup to win the tournament, Jason Shepard.

"So first of all, let me first introduce the VCW Las Vegas Champion and winner of the 2009 Las Vegas Cup, Jason Shepard!"[/color]

"Disappear" by Bullet For My Valentine plays over the speakers and Jason Shepard makes his way to the ring accompanied by a huge ovation from the Las Vegas fans.

Before he has a chance to say anything, his music stops and "3's & 7's" by Queens of the Stone Age hits. Ryan Bowdridge stalks to the ring looking pissed off. Shaunna follows behind him with the VCW Heavyweight Championship belt over one shoulder and the VCW Hardcore Championship belt over the other.

Ryan slides under the ropes and looks like he's about to take Jason's head off, but Samantha is right in between them.

"Hold it! Hold it! If either of you so much as touches the other before this contract is signed, I'll strip you of you belt or belts and fire your ass right now!"

This seems to stop them from trying to push her out of the way, but Ryan has a few more choice words for Shepard that thankfully are not picked up by the microphones.

Jason smiles and grabs the contract from Swift's hand and signs his name on the bottom. Samantha has a shocked and somewhat frightened look on her face. Jason hands the clipboard back to her and she just looks back and forth between the contract and Jason.

Not to be outdone, Bowdridge grabs the contract out of her hands and signs as well. He hands her back the contract and lunges at Shepard. The two roll around landing some punches, but eventually they regain their footing. Swift backs out of the way and Shaunna climbs out of the ring with Ryan's belts.

Bowdridge gets the upper hand and appears ready to hit the Bowdridge Bomb through the table when security finally hits the ring and breaks things up. Ryan slinks away with his arm around Shaunna's shoulders. Jason keeps trying to get away from security, but Samantha finally convinces him to calm down.

"Well, it looks like we have an official match for Double Down!" The crowd pops and starts chanting for Shepard. "But unfortunately we don't exactly have the match that everyone is expecting. I didn't have time to explain it to you two before you both jumped the gun and signed, so it looks like you agreed to something without knowing what it is.[/color]

At least point, Samantha has both Ryan and Jason's undivided attention.

"This match is now going to be historic. It will indeed be Jason Shepard against Ryan Bowdridge. But this is much more than that. You see this match is now officially the Triple Crown Challenge. It will be for the VCW Heavyweight, Hardcore and Las Vegas Championships! Winner take all!"

The crowd cheers but both Shepard and Bowdridge seem to be letting it sink in that one of them will be the first ever man to hold all three titles simultaneously.

[Vertigolowe]

A black and white video plays on the big screen. Jericho Black, "The Bruiserweight" is sitting on a metal folding chair. He is hunched over with his hands resting on his mask sitting on his lap. A black hoodie is pulled up over his leaving only his mouth and chin exposed. As he speaks, his mouth moves, but otherwise he is completely motionless.

"Jack Francis. You may be asking yourself why I attacked you at Las Vegas Cup. Well it didn't matter if it was you or Jose who won. I would've jumped him too.

"But I have to say that I'm happy it was you Jack. You may not be willing to admit it but you and I have a lot in common. Our style is the main similarity though. We both can take to the air or trade lucha reversals at will.

"What we really have in common is our brutality. My offense may focus on trying to disfigure my opponents the way my face was damaged, but your's is no less violent. You rely on Payback to get wins. Payback is vicious. You just rain down rights and lefts until your opponent can't take it anymore.

"To me, you are just as cruel as I am. You are just more decietful about it. You may play the good boyfriend to little Jade, but I know the real you is buried in there. You like to inflict injuries. You like to cause pain. Well so do I."

Jericho lifts his mask up and straps it over his face. He then rises to his feet and turns toward the camera.

"Jack Francis, consider this an official challenge for your Juniorweight Championship at Double Down. If you are thinking about declining, maybe I'll have to show Jade the Black List Blast. That will give new meaning to an Emira Make-Over.

"You reign is over. Accept it."

[Devlin]

The scene shifts to the ringside. Suddenly, "The Souls of Distortion" by Joe Satriani hits the speakers, and the awesome riff tears through the air as an unfamiliar figure steps slowly out onto the entrance stage. The long blonde haired, blonde goateed man, dressed for the time being in jeans and a t-shirt, swaggers his way down to the ring, in no particular hurry. He casts a smug gaze around at the VCW faithful, and ignores the attempts for high fives from those sitting close enough to him.

The man advances up the ring steps and walks laboriously across the ring apron, looking down upon the fans sat in the front row with a smug sneer. He lifts his foot and then slips his leg through the middle rope and into the ring, with the rest of him following. He makes his way over to the far end of the ring and motions for a microphone from Sound Guy #1, who obliges. The stranger glances around at the arena one more time before speaking his first words in VCW.

"Cut my awesome music", he barks. The sound desk crew reply by cutting the entrance theme. "First of all, I'd like you bunch of Las Vegas lowlifes to aaaaall shut the hell up while Tyler Marx is speaking," Without hesitation, the crowds boo the newcomer Tyler Marx. "because there ain't a single one of you ignorant pigs who deserve to even breathe the same oxygen as me."

Marx laughs manically to himself as the fans boo the hell out of him. Out of nowhere comes a half-full cup of beer, which flies past his head. Marx walks forward towards the ropes, looking down at the front row from whence the missile came.

"Hey, woah, cameraman, get a loada this," Marx exclaims loudly. He proceeds to step out of the ring and down onto the floor, advancing to the front row at ringside and dragging a camera man into position. Marx directs the camera at a chubby kid in front of him, shouting profanity at him animatedly. "This fat tub of goo on the front row thinks he's hot stuff 'cause he threw a beer at me!" The kid continues to jump up and down in his seat angrily, reaching out at Marx. "Sit your ass down before you wear yourself out." The boos roar through the air as the chubby teenager tries to climb over the guard rail before being pulled back into his seat by his friends. Marx laughs long and loudly as he gets back into the ring.

"Hahaha, see, you guys will eat up anything I say- much like ol' Twinky Fingers over here will eat anything put in front of him", he sneers loudly, swaggering around the ring. "Now tonight, I've got my first match against- hey y''know, I don't even know the guy's name. All I know is he's some jobber with a hick gimmick, and that's just plain sad. Look at the kind of crap you people allow in here! The moment I stepped through that curtain, the collective quality of humanity in the vaccinty sky rocketed. I'm the best thing since sliced bread- and you'd better get used to it, Vegas, because believe me, Tyler Marx is here... to... stay!"

Marx throws the microphone up in the air, and with a manic laugh, exits the ring to the sound of Joe Satriani as the scene fades out.

[RyanBow412]

The camera fades into a pair of boots covered by black jeans and the four metal legs of a table. The camera pans up and reveals a glass tabletop littered with trophies and belts, all adorned with gold and all bearing the name "Ryan Bowdridge." Further up is Ryan, hunched over his own personal gold mine, looking directly into the camera.

"First ever VCW Hardcore Championship." He holds up the belt, gleaming in the light of the room.

"First ever simultaneous champion, with the Las Vegas Belt. CPW Pure Champion." He holds up both titles, slightly tarnished over the years.

"VCW Heavyweight Champion." He holds that belt.

"First ever VCW Las Vegas Cup Champion." He holds up his trophy.

"Check this out." He holds up a account ledger. "This is my bank account balance. $574,268 left over from the million I won."

He reaches for a gold trophy in the shape of the VCW Poker Chip.

"VCW Overall Wrestler of the Year for 2006 to 2007." He places the trophy down.

"I won both the Hardcore Championship and Heavyweight Championship again in a period of less than a month. Why am I gloating over my achievements, you ask? One word: history. I am a VCW Legend. I have held more gold in my first 3 years in this business than some hold in their whole careers. Jason Shepard, if you think you are going to walk away with the Triple Crown, you are SORELY mistaken."

Ryan gets up from the couch and walks away, letting the camera fade out with a final glimpse of the gold.

[Dazza]

Dazza 'The King' comes into view on the titantron, as the cameraman was walking down the hallway. Dazza stops in front of a door and casually knocks.

Come in.

Dazza opens the door, and Jimmy Richards stands up from his seat to greet him.

I enjoyed our fight the other week, Richards.. I hope we can continue to act respectably towards one another, because I am impressed by your talent.. See you in the ring.

Jimmy smirks and nods, as Dazza nods in return and then leaves, shutting the door behind him. Jimmy sits back down as the scene changes.

[Dazza]

The view changes to another cameraman, who is casually wandering backstage for superstars to spy on, when suddenly, he is grabbed and pushed forceably into a locker-room.

Sorry about that, I just have something really important to say.

Jack Francis stares intensely at the camera for a quick moment, then speaks in a furious tone:

Jericho Black.. You may be right about me being a vicious man and that I enjoy beating down my opponents--but you are NOT right about me being like you emotionally.. I am Jade's protector, and as her protector, I will bring all the intensity I am capable of, to you, and rip you apart limb from limb, if you even breathe near her. I accept your challenge for Double Down, as you expected; but you also know that I will be after your defiled blood if you do anything to evade my privacy -and Jade's.. so you had better think twice, "Jay Bee".

Jack pushes the camera forceably and the operator falls backwards and out of the room. Jade's voice is heard, as the man slowly gets up and the scene changes:

You've been warned, Black.

[Roy]

The scene opens to Lucas Wright outside the locker room of Scott Starnes, he knocks on the door and waits.

Suddenly the door opens and a pretty young woman walks out with messed up hair and a smile on her face.

Lucas stands there gob smacked.

Suddenly Scott appears at the door buttoning his shirt

Scott looks down at Lucas which takes his smile away, he grabs the Mic from him and pushes him away.

You stay there. You come with me.

The cameraman follows Scott into his locker room leaving Lucas on the floor.

Scott sits on his couch and lights up a cigar

Right now I should be the Las Vegas Cup Champion, but I'm not. There's a reason for that and that reason is Vertigo. Now V I actually don't feel bad about the cup because I got to see your match with Shepard and I got to see him throw you around that ring like a damn rag doll. You were pathetic! These young guys seem to be taking my advice they are not giving into the "One last run" squad. On that note let me be the first to welcome the newest addition to the VCW roster, Tylar Marx. It makes a refreshing change having somebody here that isn't broken down and washed up.

Starnes picks up his cigar and takes a big draw. He savors the taste before releasing the smoke into the air.

Ahhh! now that's good. Something in my head popped at the Cup Vertigo, you see I did come out and beat the sh!t out of you but V that was at the end of your match and you were already on the floor battered and beaten but then you decided to come out in MY MATCH and cost me the Cup. I had Jason Shepard beat and you cost me that match and the Cup because there is no doubt in my mind that I would have won.

The reason I'm not bothered about it is simple, it's because of Mathematics. It adds up, Jason Shepard beat you and I had Jason for the taking so that basically means I could easily destroy you in the middle of that ring...and you know it. If you can't handle him how are you going to handle me?

Enough of the games Vertigo it's time we settled this once and for all. At Double Down I am challenging you to a match. Don't rush your decision though I want you to think it over, I want you to think about your kids and your wife because if you do accept I won't be in it to beat you I will be in this match to cripple you!

I look forward to your response

Scott lies back on his couch and takes another draw of his cigar as the scene ends.

[Vertigolowe]

February 25, 2009
Road to Double Down - Week 1

"The Plague" Dirge Kalkos ~VS~ Richard Farnsworth III

Kalkos made short work of Farnsworth, grabbing him by the throat and delivering his chokeslam, Death of the Firstborn to score the victory in his debut.

0:20 - Dirge Kalkos defeated Richard Farnsworth III

Tyler Marx ~VS~ Cletus

Tyler had Cletus under the control throughout the match. He ended things decisively with the You're Screwed Driver.

3:41 - Tyler Marx defeated Cletus

Mass Destruction ~VS~ Tribe of Rage

Chaos and Napalm took out their aggression on Fury and Fenris. Almost simultaneously, they hit the 180-Degree Burn and the STO to finish off the Tribe.

6:57 - Mass Destruction defeated Tribe of Rage

Crash City Rockers ~VS~ Double Dragons

JLA and Anwar took advantage of this opportunity to showcase their skills as the Australian American Tag Team Champions. The Stooge made Billy tap out to the JLA Backbreaker to win the match for his team.

4:39 - Crash City Rockers defeated Double Dragons

Andy Montoya ~VS~ "The Great" Toku

Andy showed that he still has it and deserves to be back in contention in the Juniorweight Division. Montoya hit the Brain Plant to score the victory.

4:22 - Andy Montoya defeated Toku

Jimmy Richards & Dazza ~VS~ Backwater Boyz

Continuing the theme of the night thus far, Dazza and Jimmy destroyed Cooter and Jebediah. Jimmy hit the JR Driver on Cooter, but Dazza delivered the King's Hammer on Jebediah for the pin.

2:52 - Jimmy Richards & Dazza defeated Backwater Boyz

Hennessy ~VS~ "Vermillion Lady" Jade Emira

Hennessy and Jade put on the most competitive match of the night thus far. They traded reversals like the pros they are and had the crowd roaring. Jade looked to have the match in hand when Hennessy caught her with Egodystonic Aggression and picked up the victory.

7:06 - Hennessy defeated Jade Emira

"German Wonder" Kurt Engelhorn ~VS~ Efrem Ethel

Engelhorn and Ethel pounded each other just as hard as they did at Las Vegas Cup. Kurt had the upper hand with the German Bomber, but Bobby Boom slid into the ring and attacked The German WOnder before the three count. Kurt still won, but it was by DQ and he took a beating from Bobby after the match, including the Big Bang.

4:12 - Kurt Engelhorn defeated Efrem Ethel by DQ.

Vertigo ~VS~ Slaughterhouse

Vertigo didn't appear to have Scott Starnes on his mind at all during this match. He was focused and stuck to his gameplan of working over the legs. Slaughterhouse of course hit his usual power moves. Vertigo tried to set up Slaughterhouse for the Balefire Bomb, but he was too big. The Masked Monster blocked him and then delivered the Chainsaw Massacre for the win.

8:44 - Slaughterhouse defeated Vertigo