Longshot (June 24, 2009)

[Vertigolowe]

June 24, 2009
Road to High Rollin' - Week 2


Millie Amazing ~VS~ Laura Lowell

The Born-Again Kid ~VS~ Li Kung Pao

"Sensational" Jacob Anwar ~VS~ Bobby Boom

"Bloody" Arrianna Lyra ~VS~ Summer Brodey
The winner will be entered in the Women's Title Match at High Rollin'.

Esix Cordero ~VS~ Dragon

Number One Contender
VCW Juniorweight Championship

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"The Swede" Carl Svensson ~VS~ Tyler Marx

Scott Starnes ~VS~ Brian Beckett

Number One Contender
VCW Las Vegas Championship[/color]
"German Wonder" Kurt Engelhorn ~VS~ Water
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[Devlin]

"The Souls of Distortion" by Joe Satriani blasts onto the sound system as the show opens up, and a somewhat disgruntled-looking Tyler Marx swaggers his way out onto the stage to a chorus of boos. He makes his way down to the ring, paying little notice to the verbal abuse aimed at him from the fans at ramp-side, and rolls his way into the ring. He demands a microphone- and a steel chair- from the timekeeper, who obliges.

"Cut the music!" He barks promptly. The fans continue to boo, but he appears to not even notice, as he stands in the middle of the ring, microphone in one hand, chair in the other.

"Does anybody listen around here? Does anybody even pay attention to what's going on?" He strokes his goatee angrily, and then continues to speak. "At Snake Eyes, Tyler Marx issued a challenge to Jack Francis for a shot at the VCW Juniorweight Championship. But- but some how- SOME... HOW- hahahahaaa... Carl Svensson has gotten himself a shot, at High Rollin' no less, before TYLER MARX?!"

The boos continue.

"SHUT UP!" He yells. "Samantha Swift, you're in charge around here, right? You're the boss, RIGHT?! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA, Samatha Swift, Tyler Marx demands that you sort this out... RIGHT NOW."

He drops the microphone to the mat with a fizz, unfolds the steel chair, and sets it down on the mat before sitting down upon it. He picks up the microphone casually, and then lifts his wrist to his hand to look at his watch.

He isn't wearing a watch.

"This is a two hour show, right?" He asks himself before running his hand through his hair. "Well, the way Tyler Marx sees it, Samantha Swift, you'd better get your pretty little behind out here right now and deal with his problem, or else Tyler Marx is quite prepared to sit here in this seat for the duration until you do."

He pauses, and sits quietly for a few moments, as the boos continue. One or two members of the crowd even throw trash at him, but he doesn't care.

"Heeeeeeeeeeee's waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiii-tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!" He choruses, making himself more comfortable. He then throws the microphone over his shoulder, and waits for an answer...

[Juan Hefe]

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Legend:
Lucas Wright
"The Pain Train" Bill Dallas
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VCW Arena Interview Set...

"Hello everyone and welcome to another exciting edition of VCW Longshot! I'm Lucas Wright, and with me here tonight is the former Las Vegas Champion, 'The Pain Train' Bill Dallas!"

"The Pain Train" Bill Dallas, wearing a suit made entirely of italian silk, claps Wright on the shoulder.

"LUCAS WRIGHT?"

"Uh... yeah?"

"INTRODUCE ME AS THE FORMER AND FUTURE CHAMP!"

"Oh....kay."

"I'm Lucas Wright and with me here to..."

"FROM THE TOP, CHUMP!"

"Hello everyone and welcome to another exciting edition of VCW Longshot! I'm Lucas Wright, and with me here tonight is the former AND future Las Vegas Champion, 'The Pain Train' Bill Dallas!"

"MO' BETTAH! WOOOH WOOOH!"

"Now Bill, you've been awfully quiet since losing your belt at Snake Eyes and that has made a lot of folks uneasy."

Dallas punches a hole in the wall beside Wright's head.

"AND WELL THEY SHOULD BE, JABRONI! CUZ THE PAIN TRAIN BEEN LAYIN' THE GROUNDWORK FO' HIS LEGACY! WOOO WOOOO!!!!"

Wright, noticeably paler, gulps loudly.

"Your legacy?"

"THASS RIGHT FOO'! MY LEGACY AS LAS VEGAS CHAMPEEEEEEEN!!! WOOO WOOOO!"

"Uh, Pain Train, please don't take this the wrong way, but you've won that belt exactly one time and then lost it again in less than a month..."

"The Pain Train" grabs Wright by the lapels and lifts him off the ground.

"THE PAIN TRAIN AIN'T DONE FOO'!"

Dallas starts pumping Wright up and down.

"PAIN TRAIN AIMIN' TA BE A SEVENTEEN TIME!"

"SEVENTEEN TIME!" "SEVENTEEN TIME!" "SEVENTEEN TIME!" "SEVENTEEN TIME!"

"Let me down Pain Train! I'm getting nauseous!"

"SEVENTEEN TIME!" "SEVENTEEN TIME!" "SEVENTEEN TIME!" "SEVENTEEN TIME!"

"SEVENTEEN TIME!" "SEVENTEEN TIME!" "SEVENTEEN TIME!" "SEVENTEEN TIME!"

"SEVENTEEN TIME!" "SEVENTEEN TIME!" "SEVENTEEN TIME!" "SEVENTEEN TIME LAS VEGAS CHAMPEEEEEEEN!"

"Oh my God, I think I'm going to be sick..."

Wright's torment is not over by a long shot however as Dallas flips him up in a military press position and starts pressing him repeatedly.

"AND TO BECOME A SEVENTEEN TIME CHAMPEEEN, PAIN TRAIN'S GOTTA LOSE DA BELT SIXTEEN TIMES!"

"SIXTEEN TIMES!" "SIXTEEN TIMES!" "SIXTEEN TIMES!" "SIXTEEN TIMES!" "SIXTEEN TIMES!"

"SIXTEEN TIMES!" "SIXTEEN TIMES!" "SIXTEEN TIMES!" "SIXTEEN TIMES!" "SIXTEEN TIMES!"

"SIXTEEN TIMES!" "SIXTEEN TIMES!" "SIXTEEN TIMES!" "SIXTEEN TIMES!" "SIXTEEN TIMES!"

Dallas deposits Wright to the ground. The VCW interviewer immediately goes to his knees and yacks up everything he's eaten in the last three days. Dallas walks over to the camera and grabs it by both hands.

"YOU KEEP MA BELT WARM AGAINST THOSE FOOLS FRANCISCO , CUZ I'M COMIN' FOR IT SOONER RATHER THAN LATER! WOOO WOOOO!!!!"

[EELON]

Tyler Marx still sits on the chair in the middle of the ring, awaiting answers form Swift, when "Two-Timing Touch and Broken Bones" by The Hives hits and "The Swede" Carl Svensson steps out on stage. He has brought a mic himself and speaks as he walks down towards the ring.

"You wondering why you don't get a title shot? Why I get one before you? Well, for starters I'm simply more skilled than you and then there is the fact that NOBODY likes you! And the fact that you pull this old routine just shows how much of a looser you are."

Svensson has reached the side of the ring and Marx has gotten up and the two stares at each other. Carl speaks again.

"Oh, I guess you want to 'fight it out', to show everyone here that you truly deserve a title shot. I'm up for that."[/color]

The crowd cheers as they assume that a match is set up.

"However, I have a feeling Samantha has something of her own in mind."

[Juan Hefe]

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Legend:
Tim Ramirez
"Black" Jack Dunnigan
"The Misfit" Rob Frias
Mini Frias
Charon
Sad Boy
Charon
North Vegas Butcher
Albino Warrior
War Machine
Scrappy Joe
Seamus Anderson
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"Rock and Roll" by Led Zeppelin blasts out of the speakers, bringing the crowd to their feet even though they have no idea who the music represents.

"Hello folks, and welcome back to Longshot. I'm as mystified as you folks at home over what this music represents. I have an idea but..."

"Black" Jack Dunnigan walks out of entrance curtains and waves to the crowd, microphone in hand.

"As I suspected, here comes 'Black' Jack Dunnigan, owner and head trainer of Black Jack's Pain Factory."

In the ring, "Black" Jack motions for his music to be cut and smiles as he looks all around him at the exhuberant Vegas crowd. The crowd begin cheering as they start recognizing who the man in the ring is.

"I gotta say it's great to be back in Vegas! Now, I've been gone from VCW for a long, looong time but I feel that tonight was a very appropriate time to come back!"

"Appropriate how I wonder?"

"You see, way back in the day, I trained a certain young punk that goes by the name of... Rob Frias!"

The crowd starts booing as they hear "The Misfit's" name.

"From your reaction, I can tell that you're as disgusted as I am over his recent behavior!"

"You're damn right they are! Rob Frias is a pathetic excuse for a human being!"

"But tonight, I want to set things right! Rob, come on out here and have a talk with your old teacher!"

"'Black' Jack may have more guts than brains, this could get interesting!"

The lights in the arena go dark and 'Where Eagles Dare' by "The Misfits" comes on. When the lights come back on, "The Misfit" Rob Frias is standing at the arena entrance with his entire freak contingency. As the music keeps playing, the entire group makes their way to ringside. Only "The Misfit" and Mini Frias enter the ring, leaving the other freaks to mill about outside. Frias wastes no time asking for a microphone and gets in Dunnigan's face.

"It is not often that one has the chance to face their past and spit in its face, Black Jack Dunnigan! What brings you to my personal purgatory?"

"You do boy. You've been nothing but a disgrace since you came back to VCW! And running around with these... these filthy freaks!"

Frias smiles and shoves Dunnigan to the mat.

"You would do well to curb your deplorable attitude and begin respecting your greatest and most successful student Black Jack Dunnigan!"

"Since coming to Vegas Championship Wrestling, I have done nothing less than capture multiple titles all while carrying this promotion on my shoulders!"

Dunnigan gets up from the mat.

"Carrying the promotion on your shoulders? Frias, you're as deluded as you always were! All you've done since coming back is ambush and overwhelm your opponents with superior numbers! You've done nothing that brings any respect to my school!"

"Is that so Black Jack Dunnigan? Before you answer, make sure you choose your words carefully, because I think things are about to go very badly for you."

Mini Frias pulls out a tazer and waves it menacingly in Dunnigan's direction.

"You see Rob? This is what I'm talking about. If you don't get your way, you get this damn midget to tazer your ..."

Mini Frias tazers Dunnigan in the groin.

"Excellent work Mini Frias! Freaks! I require a table, lighter fluid and a bag of thumbtacks!"

The Freaks waste no time complying with Frias's orders, setting up a table in the ring. North Vegas Butcher then pours an entire bag of thumbtacks on the table and sets it on fire with the help of lighter fluid.

"What the hell are the freaks doing?!? Somebody has got to stop this!"

War Machine and (still bald) Albino Warrior pick Dunnigan up and place him on Charon's shoulders, who is sitting on the top turnbuckle.

"Very efficient work Freaks! Now Charon, if you would be so kind as to powerbomb Black Jack Dunnigan straight through this table, we can get out of here and begin hunting down Shame-Us Anderson and his little dog Scrappy Joe!"

Charon promptly complies with his master's command and sends Dunnigan crashing through the flaming table. Dunnigan writhes around on the mat floor, his back on fire and punctured by dozens of thumb tacks. Frias steps in and kicks him in the ribs for good measure, laughing maniacally the whole time.

"Frias has killed Black Jack Dunnigan! Somebody has to come out here and stop this madness!!!"

On cue, Scrappy Joe and Seamus Anderson come running out ahead of several VCW security guards. The Freaks scatter before the rescuers can reach the ring and disappear into the crowd.

"That is just like Frias and his insane posse! We have to go to commercial folks! Stay tuned for an update!"

[Juan Hefe]

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Legend:
Juan Hefe
Julia Fairbottom
"Filthy" Rich Burton
Barry Knight
Ted Tsavales
Eats Like Tsavales
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Juan Hefe & Friends Locker Room, VCW Arena...

"Filthy" Rich Burton, Barry Knight, Ted Tsavales and Eats Like Tsavales are playing cards at a table set up in the middle of the locker room. Julia Fairbottom and Juan Hefe are working on Hefe's laptop at a desk nearby.

"So Julia, do you think you can handle the booking of this show in Moncton next week? I've already got the main event of Sledgehammer Justice versus the Evil Farm Children set up, so we just have to contact the rest of the wrestlers on the card."

"Yeah, no problem mr. Hefe. This'll be like a total piece of cherry pie."

Burton smiles lasciviously and puts his cards down on the table, much to the dismay of the other players.

"Rummy! Say Hefe, are the Evil Farm Children that hardcore midget team who enjoy bringin' farm tools to the ring?"

"Yup. Their total combined weight is 185 pounds."

"Great, last time I fought those little bastards I nearly got cornholed to oblivion."

Julia gasps in horror.

"Mr. Burton, that's astoundingly disgusting!"

"What? That's the name of their finishing maneuver!"

Knight picks up everyone else's cards and begins shuffling.

"Oi guvnah, can I call up Jimmy Kin' ter take me place in the motch, isit? He's a dead ringger for me, wot? I don't feel like copping pitchforked in Moncton of all places!"

"Oh hell no Bar'! If I'm going to get cornholed, you're going to get pitchforked and that's that!"

Hefe chuckles and gets up to stretch.

"Ok Julia, how about you take over and book some matches. I'll see if you've been doing your homework on what makes an entertaining card."

Julia shifts over into Hefe's chair and reads the list of competitors confirmed for the card.

"Ok, well in the opener, I'll pit "Huge" Hugh McLarge versus "Love Dude" Barry Blast."

"I'd pay to see the Love Dude blast someone in this room in the face..."

"Shut it yer fat oaf! Carry on luv."

"Thanks mr. Knight. Ok, for a gimmick battle how about having the battle of the bad eighties movies?"

"I don't follow but carry on..."

"Well, there's a guy on here called Enemy Mine..."

Ted Tsavales pops a Jelly Belly^TM in his mouth.

"That's a great movie! So touching!"

"Who will be accompanied by Yor, the Hunter from the Future."

"That ONE, not so MUCH."

"Enemy Mine will be fighting against a guy calling himself Die Hard."

"Classic!" "Classic!" "Classic!" "Classic!" "Classic!"

"And he'll be accompanied by Lethal Weapon."

"Meh, that first one was over shadowed by Lethal Weapons 2 through 12."

"There were only four Lethal Weapons Rich."

"Oh right! I was thinking of the Leather Whip-Ons series."

"Ew! Ok, in the last match I've got Lusty the Clown versus Smacky Bigalooza."

"Oh! Can I referee that match? I wanna see how lusty this clown really is."

"Done, pencil him in Julia."

"So how hot is this clown? Is she... Good to go if you know what I mean?"

Hefe laughs and nearly chokes on a water he's started drinking.

"This clown is a he and he weighs well over 400 pounds. The only move he knows is smothering his opponent in the corner and licking his opponent until he submits!"

Burton's face drops.

"Oh my god. I withdraw my candidature."

"Too late, you are penciled in. Right Julia?"

"Right mr. Hefe!"

"Oi Rich, if yer let me call up Jimmy Kin' ter take me place in the chuffin' main, I'll ref that motch in yor place."

"Deal!"

Hefe drains the rest of his water and tosses the bottle in the nearest recycling bin.

"Alright, enough with the shenanigans, we need to think about the VCW tag-team titles."

Eats Like Tsavales pulls out a list and puts it in on the table.

"What's that?"

"A list OF all THE teams you've DECIMATED since COMING back: Mass Destruction, Roman BROTHERS, Tribe OF Rage."

"Only Jimmy bloody Richards and Dazza stand in us way!"

"Oh, the ambiguously gay duo? Worst. Champs. Ever."

"S'truth!"

"Alright Julia, let's go see Stephanie Swift and work something out for a match between Sledgehammer Justice and the current tag-team champs."

"Gladly mr. Hefe!"

"And Julia?"

"Yes mr. Hefe?"

"Sashay in front of me the whole way there ok?"

"Yes mr. Hefe!"

"I love this job."

Longshot cuts to commercial as Hefe follows Julia out the door.

[Vertigolowe]

June 24, 2009
Road to High Rollin' - Week 2

Millie Amazing ~VS~ Laura Lowell

Millie dominated the match, getting the win with Simply Amazin

3:15 - Millie Amazing defeated Laura Lowell

The Born-Again Kid ~VS~ Li Kung Pao

BAK was greeted by a large 'welcome back' chant from the VCW faithful. Li Kung Pao became the first victim of BAK's Exocism finisher as the Kid won his return match.

2:20 - Born-Again Kid defeated Li Kung Pao

"Sensational" Jacob Anwar ~VS~ Bobby Boom

Anwar had difficulty dealing a much larger opponent than he is used to. Bobby tossed Jacob around, but Anwar kept coming back for more. Bobby attempted to hit the Big Bang, but Jacob blocked it and scored with the Starlight Express for the victory.

6:51 - Jacob Anwar defeated Bobby Boom

"Bloody" Arrianna Lyra ~VS~ Summer Brodey
The winner will be entered in the Women's Title Match at High Rollin'.

Arrianna brought Jenn to the ring again this week and tied her leash to the ringpost. Summer showed her disgust at Arrianna's treatment of Jenn and even tried to untie the leash. Arrianna stopped her and started to pound on a defenseless Jenn Wolf. Out from the back came Jade Emira to a huge ovation. She chased Arrianna away from Jenn and back into the ring. Suitably distracted, Arrianna never saw Summer behind her and walked right into Summer's Solstace.

5:42 - Summer Brodey defeated Arrianna Lyra

After the match, Jeremy Tolliver and Dirge Kalkos made their way to the ring. Both Jade and Summer retreated from the ring, leaving Jenn with the Coven.

Esix Cordero ~VS~ Dragon

Cordero had little trouble with Dragon. He nailed the Twister to set up for the 450 Splash and the win.

3:00 - Esix Cordero defeated Dragon

Number One Contender
VCW Juniorweight Championship

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"The Swede" Carl Svensson ~VS~ Tyler Marx
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Both men went back and forth hitting everything in their arsenal on each other. After each man had hit his respective finisher and not secured the win with it, the frustration was evident on both of their faces. The Swede seemed to have victory sealed though when he once again locked in the Zipper, but the bell rang and the ring signaling a time-limit draw.

15:00 - Carl Svensson & Tyler Marx fought to a Time Limit Draw.

After the match, Samantha Swift appeared on the big screen and announced that at High Rollin' it will be Marx vs. Svensson vs. Francis in a Sudden Death 3-way for the Juniorweight title.

Scott Starnes ~VS~ Brian Beckett

Starnes took his time in dismantling Beckett. The match ended with Brian finally tapping out to the ankle lock.

4:36 - Scott Starnes defeated Brian Beckett

After the match Daniel Diamondeye hit the ring and both men started trading right hands. Security finally broke things up and Samantha Swift appeared on the screen. She announced that Diamondeye and Starnes would fight at High Rollin'. The winner would enter the Sin City Epic at number 30, while the loser would enter at number 1.

Number One Contender
VCW Las Vegas Championship

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"German Wonder" Kurt Engelhorn ~VS~ Water
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Both men gave the fans everything they had tonight and the crowd was vocal in its approval. The end finally arrived with Kert nailing the German Bomber out of nowhere to score the pinfall.

7:49 - Kurt Engelhorn defeated Water