2020.07.25: PWN - LONE - LONE 37
Intro
A video package cuts onto the titantron that hangs above the entrance stage. The package starts off with Rage Against The Machine's Testify. It starts off with Violent Violet working over Rook, and then Cinnamon hitting her Sugar & Spice kick on Rook to win Queen of the Castle. Then it cuts to Sister Catherine and Stitches, the duo known as The Damned. They hit their Spear (Sister Catherine) and Clothesline (Stitches) combination called Damnation on a stunned Alison Crowne. There's then a graphic of Cinnamon on the left, posing with her arms out and the tiara on her head, and Violent Violet smashing her right fist into the palm of her left hand. While on the right, there's Sister Catherine adjusting her glasses before baring her fangs while Stitches tilts her head slowly to her right. In the middle it reads SPICE & ICE VS. THE DAMNED FOR THE LONE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP! Before that graphic fades, Sister Catherine spits a red mist at the screen and it covers it for a moment.
More video footage. Madison Anderson walking down the aisle and slapping hands with the fans, before a cut of her pinning Olga the Barbarian at LONE 29 for the shocking win! Then it cuts to footage of Olga giving Tick L. an Olga Bomb over the top rope at LONE 12, eliminating her from the rumble. Then there's more footage of her working over "Pretty" Fay Qent and then it cuts to another match graphic. Madison Anderson on the left smiling and waving like she's happy to be here, with Olga on the right with her arms folded over her chest and Frank Debauchee flexing behind her. The center reads MADISON ANDERSON VS. OLGA THE BARBARIAN W/FRANK DEBAUCHEE
Then, footage for our main event. "Gutter Trash" Terri Thompson giving Alison Crowne the Mind in the Gutter bulldog, and Alison Crowne dropping Terri on her head with her Crowning Moment tombstone piledriver. The graphic has Terri on the left with the LONE championship around her waist, her Surgeon General's Warning t-shirt on, and she's lighting a cigarette in her mouth while Alison on the right is rolling her neck and cracking her knuckles. The graphic in the center reads TERRI THOMPSON VS. ALISON CROWNE LAST WOMAN STANDING MATCH FOR THE LONE CHAMPIONSHIP!
The song ends as the logo for the 4 Year Anniversary flashes onto the screen and then there's many loud bangs as pyro in the purple and pink hues of LONE start to fire off around the stage. BRAAAT! BRRRAATTATTTAT TAAAATATATAT! ..... BOOM!
Kevin North: WELCOME to Supremacy: LONE 37 - 4 Year Anniversary! It's been 4 years already. Wow, it's hard to believe! I'm Kevin North alongside my broadcast colleague, Frank Washington!
Washington: It's an honor to be here, North! As always! I can't believe we're already up to 4 years. It's passed by so fast! Here's to another 4 years, and many more!
North: Here's to another one and many more! What a night we've got planned for you tonight, folks! We've got--
Suddenly, over the PA, a part of the British National Anthem kicks in. GOD SAAAAVE THE QUEEEEEEN!!
North: What is this?!
The camera cuts to the entrance way as Neil Young's "Cinnamon Girl" kicks in.
North: Oh no...
Cinnamon and Violent Violet emerge from the gorilla position. Violent Violet is to Cinnamon's left. A group of stage hands come out and begin tossing down crimson colored pillows, with some picking them up after Cinnamon walks on them just to toss them ahead of her so she can step on them again. For some reason, she doesn't want to get her feet on the ground.
North: Cinnamon has said, I'm sorry, QUEEN Cinnamon, has said that the only place that she should grace her royal feet are in the ring. This is just ridiculous. I'm sorry!
Spice & Ice are wearing their usual ring gear, however, Cinnamon has the tiara that was given to her at Queen of the Castle on her head.
The crowd showers the tag duo known as Spice & Ice as they walk to the ring. When Cinnamon starts to step on the steel ring steps, the stagehands grab the pillows and head to the back. Cinnamon moves to the center of the ring and spreads her arms while Violent Violet gets down on one knee in front of her. After a moment, Violent Violet gets up and moves to the side of the ring so she can get a microphone from Baxter. Once she gets the microphone, she moves to hand it to Cinnamon. The way she hands it to her, however, is she gets down on one knee and holds the microphone up to her, laid out across her hands.
Cinnamon takes the microphone and speaks to the crowd.
Cinnamon: BOW! That's right! BOW to your QUEEN!
Cinnamon: It's overdue! It's LONG overdue that I finally get the recognition that I deserve! For ONCE, this show doesn't open up with that gutter slut Terri Thompson lamenting about her poor wife or Alison Crowne whining about her title loss! Now instead you get the honor of your BEAUTIFUL QUEEN gracing you with her presence!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Cinnamon spreads her hands out at her sides. Violet remains on her knee.
Cinnamon: That's right! Tell me how much you adore me! I've had to go through so much to get to where I am! I've had humble beginnings in Annapolis, Maryland! I trained! HARD! I debuted here and I went through No Fly Zone, I went through that second rate version of us in The Gucci Gals! I even went through your precious darling Rook and became YOUR Queen! Now, now the two of us will slay the bible thumping Vampire and whatever that weirdo is that's with her and become the NEW LONE Tag Team Champions TONIGHT! I--
Sister Catherine: Humble beginnings?
Spice & Ice turn towards the sound of Sister Catherine's voice, peering at the titantron.
It lights up with the image of Sister Catherine and Stitches. Sister Catherine is in a nun habit with the hood pulled down, holding an open bible in her hands. Stitches is holding porcelain dolls in the likenesses of Cinnamon and Sister Catherine, having them wrestle each other.
Sister Catherine: Psalm 106:39. Thus they became unclean in their practices, And played the harlot in their deeds.
Cinnamon's eyes widen, and then narrow in anger.
Cinnamon: You know what?! I'm tired of this!
Sister Catherine responds calmly.
Sister Catherine: Of playing the Harlot?
Cinnamon points an accusing finger.
Cinnamon: Of YOU and your constant quoting of "the good book!"
Cinnamon makes air quotes.
Cinnamon: I had to hear it for years from my parents and it drove me away!
Sister Catherine: Because you would rather flaunt your body for currency.
Cinnamon: You know what?! That was the past! I admit it! I admit, I was an exotic dancer! But I worked hard, before then, during then, and after then, to get to where I am now!
Sister Catherine: And now what are you? A Queen? A false God! A false God that REVELS in her DECADENCE!
Stitches continues to play with the dolls while Sister Catherine and Cinnamon go back and forth.
Cinnamon: Oooh I can't wait for later tonight. I'm going to make you get down on your knees like you do for your lord, but for ME!
Stitches has the Sister Catherine doll give the Cinnamon doll the Bloodlust(Impaler DDT), but afterwards, she fumbles with the Cinnamon doll and it falls to the floor. The camera shows the doll on the floor with the face broken. Stitches's voice is heard.
Stitches: OH NO! I BROKE IT! I BROKE IT!
Stitches begins sobbing as the camera cuts back to its default position and Sister Catherine puts a consoling arm around Stitches as she looks down and sobs.
Stitches: I broke it...
Stitches slowly raises her head.
Stitches: And now I have to break you...!
Stitches then emits an extremely loud shriek as her eyes shoot open and the camera takes up her face before suddenly cutting out.
Cinnamon and Violent Violet look... shocked. Cinnamon shakes her head slowly and tosses the mic behind her which emits some feedback as they head out of the ring.
Ashley Lopez Backstage Interview
After The Damned crashed Cinnamon’s coronation as Queen of the Castle the camera shifts to the backstage area as Ashley Lopez can be seen standing next to Linda Edwards.
Linda Edwards: Ashley, several months ago you had a match in the first round of the Queen of the Castle tournament as you had recently split with your former partner Hannah Kix. As fate would have it she would also be your opponent and in the end neither of you were able to advance. Now I understand that you requested this time because you had a lot to get off your chest…
Lopez: That’s right. Linda, while I appreciate you coming out here for this interview I’m just going to get down to business here. Hannah Kix; I knew you were selfish but I didn’t know you’d go so far as to cost yourself a guaranteed championship opportunity, anytime, any place, anywhere just to ensure I didn’t get one either. But it looks like I was wrong. You can claim you never lost and still never got your opportunity while you have a convenient scapegoat to throw the blame on. But you see Hannah, I’m not here to make excuses; there’s no guarantee that I was ever going to win the tournament to begin with. Fate may have still had Cinnamon come away with the tiara regardless but then again… maybe not. We’ll never know for sure but there’s one thing I do know; we got some unfinished business to take care of and I don’t care what I have to do to get it settled! Because we’re going to keep spinning our wheels, we’re going to fall further and further behind in the LONE Championship picture the longer we’re at each other’s throats. We’re going to fall into the rear view mirror because neither one of us is going to allow the other to get a shot before herself. So Hannah… I want you to look me in the eyes wherever you are right now.
She points to her eyes with her index and middle finger forked out.
Lopez: I don’t care if I have to fly to Paris myself and fight you at the top of the Eiffel Tower but you’re going to pa-
Before Lopez could finish her thought Hannah Kix came into the frame with a flying knee to the head of Ashley Lopez! Linda Edwards nearly falls over from the collision but barely manages to pull herself away as she runs off down the hallway. Hannah Kix waits for Ashley Lopez to get to her knees before she makes her Eat Her Kix by kicking her right in the temple! Hannah Kix stands over her rival as a woman dressed in a suit like you’d expect from an executive or business professional picks up the microphone that Linda dropped on her way out of the area.
Tries. Heh. Best thing about being Raquel, is that no one needs to help her with any bottles! Or jars! She openly eats while watching the debacle, considering everything present was actually purchased from the Hotel's concession stand. Calls for a doll army causes the Hispanic bodybuilder to twitch, for she has seen and had to slay such beings herself.
As the violence begins, the confusion fades from Belina's face, replaced by a tiny smile. This is something she understands.
Shaserra ohhhhhs and gasps while jumping up from her seat, bouncing in surprise at the ass.. Well head kicking. "Thaat has to hurt!" She nudges her companion and smiles. "Pfft, Stitches sucks." A PS there.
Hannah Kix: Tu vas venir à Paris et faire quoi, Ashley? Combattez-moi sur la tour Eiffel? Vas-tu me rejeter? Allez-vous faire irruption dans tous les cafés et espérer trouver quelqu'un qui pourrait me connaître par l’intermédiaire du mari de la troisième cousine? Vous parlez tous, pas d’action; vos mots n'ont aucun sens! Voyez, je suis sur l'action; mon dossier reflète cela. J'ai rarement goûté à la défaite de tout mon temps dans LONE, mais qu'est-ce que tu as fait exactement qui te fait penser que tu es à mon niveau? Vous êtes diplômé 4WA? Tu penses que tes racines hollywoodiennes te permettent de couper devant moi? Ce n’est pas ainsi que le monde fonctionne et vous avez beaucoup à apprendre! Mais n'oublie jamais; nous nous battons sur mon temps, pas sur le vôtre et ce soir vous étiez au compteur et vous ne le saviez même pas! Voici donc un conseil gratuit; ne commencez pas quelque chose que vous ne pouvez pas terminer. Éloignez-vous pendant que vous le pouvez encore.
Translator: You’re going to come to Paris and do what, Ashley? Fight me on the Eiffel Tower? Are you going to throw me off? Are you going to barge into every cafe and hope to find someone that might know me through the third cousin’s husband? You’re all talk, no action; your words are meaningless! See, I’m about action; my record reflects that. I have rarely ever tasted defeat in my entire time in LONE but what exactly is it that you’ve done that makes you think you’re on my level? You graduated 4WA? You think your Hollywood roots allow you to cut in front of me? That’s not how the world works and you’ve got a lot to learn! But don’t you ever forget; we fight on my time, not yours and tonight you were on the clock and you didn’t even know it! So here’s a piece of free advice; don’t start something you can’t finish. Walk away while you still can.
With that the Translator drops the microphone on Ashley Lopez as they walk off.
Gucci Gals Backstage Segment
Prada Paula: This is bullshit.
The cameras catch up to Prada Paula and Miss Gucci each holding a plate of assorted food near the catering table.
Miss Gucci: I know, right? The only reason why The Damned are tag team champions is because Jack E. Bux is afraid that we’ll take the belts off his new golden geese. The Gucci Gals ran the tag team game before they were even a thought in anyone’s mind here.
Prada Paula: For real. I mean everyone knows if we were given a shot and given our due that we’d be running things right now!
Miss Gucci: Yeah, but Alison and Terri are on the marquee instead… that should be us!
Prada Paula: Don’t get me started on that! You know, Alison talks a big game, claims she goes to bat for us but when it matters most? She’s silent, she’s silent and serving herself! Talk is cheap, you know?
Miss Gucci: Preach, sister. I always knew she couldn’t be trusted though. I mean, yeah Terri had what was coming to her coming, but you know Alison is all about padding her own bank account. Just because you trained since you were 15 don’t make you special!
Prada Paula: But isn’t that how it’s always been though? We have to work twice as hard to achieve half as much. Because when we’re given the ball we go further with it than we’re allowed to.
Prada Paula takes a bite out of one of her sliders on her plate.
Miss Gucci: I was the first LONE Champion, ever! I held that belt for a year! I haven’t even gotten another title match since 2017! Because Bux knows, girl, he KNOWS he lucked out when he got that belt off me, with his little chosen one Terri because I made it nearly impossible once I got my shot! And you Paula, girl, you deserve your shot too! You should have won that belt at least once since then! We should be multi time LONE Champions, we should be the current tag team champions; not Terri, not The Damned!
Prada Paula: And Cinnamon? Why did she get such an easy mode path to the Queen of the Castle? Like ugh, I can’t believe I’m saying this but I feel bad for Rook!
Miss Gucci: For real? That basic bitch and her gaudy sunglasses?
Prada Paula holds up a finger as she takes another quick bite/
Prada Paula: I mean think of it, Gooch. Cinnamon wins her first match, okay? Then her potential opponents just happen to ‘not win’ just so she can advance automatically to the finals with a bye? And then her bestie, Violet, just happens to beat Rook down and get herself disqualified all so Cinnamon can just swoop in for the crown? You gonna tell me that shit don’t stink?
Miss Gucci: It totally does and you know what…. Why weren’t we even asked to participate? I mean I get it, Bux loves his underdogs that he can market a feel good story about. ‘Rook was so close to beating Alison for the LONE Championship in her debut; she wasn’t expected to get that far! But she almost did it anyway!’ ‘Rook upset the former champion and nearly won the entire Queen of the Castle tournament, can she break through next time?’ What about those of us with proven track records and that get the job done?! What about the Gucci Gals?!
Shaserra looks at Keidan, parts her lips to reply. "I.... uhh.." Then just shrugs, a little lost and unsure there. I think so, maaaybe? But she has not surrendered so."
The Gucci Gals venting session gets interrupted by Frank Debauchee with Olga standing next behind him.
Debauchee: Ladies, ladies, ladies!
Debauchee looks Miss Gucci and Prada Paula over and their plates of food.
Debauchee: I know you’re in need of some comfort but all of those carbs ain’t gonna do it!
The Gucci Gals look at one another and slowly put their plates down on the table.
Debauchee: Look, I don’t know how many times I have to tell you but you’re out here in catering when you could’ve been out there trying to become Queen of the Castle. You two weren’t even invited to participate or given a chance and do you know why? Because people are forgetting about you and the longer you’re back here the more people are going to forget. Soon everyone is going to forget about the two of you at the rate this is going.
The Gucci Gals glance down at the floor as Frank Debauchee grins and flexes his biceps and admires his physique. Olga stands behind him with a menacing presence as Debauchee continues to keep it cool with his words.
Debauchee: Do you know why nobody forgets about Olga? She’s not at every event and sometimes we take a vacation to the Land of Smexy for a few months on my boat only fit for Mr. February himself.
Debauchee flashes a cocky grin.
Debauchee: But everybody fears Olga, not just respect, FEARS! Everybody knows when Frank Debauchee’s beautiful face appears on those TV screens that danger isn’t far behind. The result doesn't matter so much; it’s what happens after the bell that really puts our faces on the marquee. You see, we’re not just in the business of wins and losses but making statements! Putting Frank Debauchee front and center is a statement. Putting Olga in the middle of that ring and destroying everything in her path? That’s a statement. We don’t wait for opportunities to come to us, we take them at will; we take them on our time. And you two… you two could be standing front and center with me, just like Olga, with your names on everybody’s lips just like they used to be. That’s why you two… need to stick with me. My offer still stands, you both have my number; both work and personal. Now if you two will excuse us, we have a statement we’re about to make in the middle of that ring.
Frank Debauchee struts off with confidence and swagger in his step as Olga follows closely behind him. The Gucci Gals look at one another, both deep in thought and contemplating the words they just heard
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