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The Generation & The Wild Westons vs. Theo Zosi, Becky Santiago, THE KING & Elizabeth Blackwell; Main Event Strange Bedfellows 8 Person Tag Match
Topic Started: May 22 2016, 11:27 PM (23 Views)
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Strange Bedfellows 8 Person Tag Match

The Generation & The Wild Westons vs. Theo Zosi, Becky Santiago, THE KING & Elizabeth Blackwell
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Tirri

Westons strategy meeting (off-cam)

It’s a busy night in the Last Call saloon, well as busy as you can imagine a joint like that to get. But despite all the noise and the rowdiness, one table goes above and beyond everything else. The Westons table. As usual, we see all three of them seated in there, the unhinged Bubba, the smoking Dixie and the quiet Winchester, all downing drinks left right and center. But Bubba is even rowdier than usual, sporting a grin mile wide and speaking in a voice that was probably heard all the way back home Alabama.

Bubba: DIX! I TOLD YA! I TOLD YA MY WAY WAS BETTER! NO FANCY PANTS PLANS OR ANYTHIN’ JUST PLAIN OL’ ASSKICKIN!

He gets a stern stare from the Bartender and brings his voice down a couple of notches. Into the “Barely drowned out by the music”-level.

Bubba: Didya see me there Dix? Didya? Didya see me kick that bitches ass all over the building? C’mon admit it Dix, ya were proud of ya ol’ brother!

Dixie rolls her eyes.

Dixie: Yeah, yeah, great. Finally we made some headway. But don’t forget it was MY plan to sucker punch them bitches from under the ring. So don’t think ya get all the credit for this one.

Dix’s comment seems to take the wind out of Bubba’s sails, if only for a passing second (which in Bubba’s case was like a passing millenium) as the Eldest Sibling ponders his comeback. Slowly.

Bubba: Yea yea Dix, but had it not been for me KICKING HER ASS, your “plan” wouldn’tve worked! We shoulda done it mah way from the start! Right DubDub?

Bubba looks at the youngest of the three, who just shrugs non-committally. It’s obvious he doesn’t want to get caught in the crossfire. Smart.

Bubba: Gah, really DubDub? No backup? Bleh. I don’t need none, I don’t want none!

He leans forward towards Dixie, bowing his head a bit

Bubba: I atleast deserve a pat on the head Dix, don’t I?

Dixie: From a steer maybe...

She grins.

Dixie: But let’s get down to business. At Hardware Havoc, we’re gonna be facing ‘em for them tag titles. An’ before that, on the go home show, we gotta TEAM with them silly bitches. Seems ol’ Ricky-poo is really havin’ a good ol’ screw around, ya know?

Winchester makes a quick “cuckoo” motion with his fingers, but as per usual, Bubba doesn’t even notice.

Bubba: Oi, Don’t be talkin’ bad about da boss Dix, ya seen Rose Jenkins recently? That ain’t good for ya health. But anyhow, ya got it right though, The Westons be goin for GOLD!

He shouts that out so that the whole bar (and probably the whole neighbourhood) hears him.

Bubba: Besides, atleast now dem bitches can’t trick us, since we lose, they lose. It’s a lose-lose for them! While for us, it’s a win-win! They lose, we win because it was just a plan!, we win, we win!

For once, it’s Dixie’s turn to look utterly confused and braindead.

Dixie: ............Wha?!

The look on Bubba’s face is priceless as he’s utterly baffled by the fact that Dixie doesn’t follow.

Bubba: an ya call yaself the smart one. Let me… SPELL IT OUT FOR YA

Bubba lets out a manic cackle.

Bubba: If we win… WE WIN YAY FOR WESTONS! And if they lose… well, it was’ jus’ a plan to emba...embarr… make dem feel stupid! After all, we ain’ losin Dix, not to dem sickos on the other side!

Dixie: Suuuure. Well, I ain’t sweatin’ it too much. There a lot of vola- vola- anger on da other side. An’ as far as our team goes... I can keep my head, I just worry about the less intelligent ones, ya know?

Bubba gets a conspiratorial look on his face as he nods.

Bubba: Don’ I ever.

He then draws a blank.

Bubba: Ya mean dem bitches right?

Dixie: Uh, yeah of course.

She grins.

Dixie: Dey ain’t as smart as us. As far as I see it, we win the damn match, carry them blonde bimbos, and then we can pound on ‘em after the bell rings.

Dixie beams, right until she notices her own blonde locks falling in front of her face, when she feels a little silly, but tries not to show it. All the while Winchester is facepalming out of their sight. Bubba on the other hand gets a weird look on his face.

Bubba: Pound em?... ya been listenin to that sicko bitch on the other team?

Dixie: No, you dozy... I’m a lady, I’m not into that........ With girls. Look, stomp their brains in, that sort of thing. Ah don’t know what ol’ Ricky’s got planned for us at Hardware Havoc, but considering it’s hardcore based, chances are it ain’t gonna be no standard match.

Bubba: That’s right up our alley. HITTING THINGS WITH OTHER THINGS! That’s why the Westons are walking out with the Gold! Adrenaline is gonna be one helluva show!

He glances around and hops to the table.

Bubba: YA IDIOTS TOO, COME TO MOUNT BLUFF AND WATCH THE WESTONS BULLDOZE OVER A PAIR OF BIMBOS! First beers on me!

That elicits a raucious roar of approval, but Winchester doesn’t look amused. He tugs Bubba from the sleeve.

Winchester: Ya don’ got that much money Bubba.

Bubba stops dead on his tracks and gets a mortified look.

Bubba: I TAKE THAT BACK I TAKE THAT BACK


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ON CAMERA

The scene comes to life inside a local gym where BCW’s Demigod, Theo Zosi continues to do barbell presses, his attention more set on the brunette by the dumbells. BCW’s resident Cheerleader, and Theo’s personal ‘Aphrodite’ stood by the dumbells. Becky Santiago was stretching after her workout, and while it seemed innocent the angles from this view were provocative to say the least. Finally she bent back into a bridge before seeing the camera.

“Oh hi!” Giggled Becky, still in a bridge and upside down as she greeted the camera.

“I assume you’re here for us to talk about the bedfellows match, to talk about Liz Blackwell and The dead King.” He scoffs at the camera as he set the weights down, head tilting slightly as Becky bends. “You’re likely curious about what I have to say about the ball buster, as my tag partner... as OUR tag partner. I’m not all that impressed about the match if I’m honest.”

Becky got back up and stretched, pushing her butt out unconsciously before turning to face the camera and walked up to stand next to Theo. “She’s a jerkface. All she had to do was be a good ref, and while I’m all for her tossing out Christina Milton, cuz she’s totes annoying, but hitting my man in his twig-and-berries. NOT COOL.” Becky leaned to whisper. “That means your boys.”

The Demigod’s brow raised and he chuckled, “English may not be the first language I learned darlin, but I know what twig and berries are my love, and you’re right, it’s not cool that she feels the need to not only kiss me but to tag my boys after I refused a kiss.”

“Clearly she’s jealous, but that jealousy has to stay back this week. Somehow, SOMEHOW we have to work together not just with Slutty McHoebag, but also the KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING of doofuses. And I don’t know about them, but I’d rather not have to admit I took a loss to the Generation just cuz Lil miss grabby hands and Duke of Jerkington couldn’t work with us just once.” Huffed the cheerleader.

“Breathe my love,” The Greek kissed his girlfriend, “Lez can work with people I’m sure of it, but the fact that she’d rather work with us in bed then in the ring.” The boy sighed, “As for the Ego dude, he’s still fucking dead.”

Becky giggled. “I’m dating a Kingslayer.” She beemed. “But yeah, I mean the jerks we’re facing are bad enough, we don’t need to keep looking over our shoulders for a cheap shot or a butt grab.”

He looks behind her and smiled that charming boyish smile, “I’ll be more than happy to watch your back Aphrodite.”

“And my front?” She giggled, oblivious to the innuendo.

“And your front...” He hugged her and kissed her forehead. “You’re lucky you’re pretty...” His attention turned to the camera, “ I cannot trust the people they put me in the ring with, I cannot believe that they will keep my Aphrodite safe when I am fighting a war in the ring. I will do everything I can to not only keep my woman safe, and win for my team. Slutty McWhoreface and King stay out of my way, stay away from my woman, and be prepared to back me up.” He paused and looked at his girl, “Back US up...”

“DARN TOOTIN!” Becky hollered, raising a fist encouragingly at the camera. “If they’re good I’ll give them a cheer. If they’re not they’ll get a kick-a-pow right to the kisser!” She suddenly blushed. “In Liz’s case that may be more than once place....”

“You’re so pretty...” He kissed her forehead again, “I don’t care what the hell we have to do, I will not deal with being groped by my partner, I will knock them the fuck out if they bother me, or if they hurt my Aphrodite.”

“And as for the Generation and the hillbilly deluxe's, sorry guys but I’m cheering for the winning team!”
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Tirri

Tension (off-cam)

It was night at the Blackwell manor, actually it was always night there, as the windows were covered by heavy drapes at all times. Why? Nobody knew for sure. Rumors were abound about the Blackwells, everything from illegal prostitution to vampirism. The rumors had followed them to Memphis, not hard to imagine considering they had bought an old manor just off the city and re-decorated it to suit their needs.

Rumors were also running about the fact that the two siblings Alistair and Elisabeth were living by their lonesome, and considering the public image Liz was putting out, it was not hard to guess why rumors of debauchery were abound. But that didn’t bother Liz. Infact, she got her kicks about the whole thing.

Alistair… Alistair on the other hand was a different beast. And it showed on his face as he stormed into Liz’s bedroom with a furious look on his face. That look went through a cavalcade of emotions as he saw what he had ran into, from confusion to embarrassment to shame and right back to anger.

What did he see? Well, he saw Liz enjoying her favorite pastime. A little body to body contact with a little blonde bombshell she had picked up from the city. They were extremely focused on what they were doing and such didn’t even notice when Alistair rushed in. This changed fast as Alistair cleared his throat and let out a loud bellow. “YOU. OUT. NOW!”

The blonde looked like she had gotten an electric shock and quickly jumped up and started gathering her clothing. With Alistair watching her every step on the way out as she left half-naked, just to get out of Alistair sight. Liz had been following her departure with a small pout but did make a small “Call me” sign as the girl glanced at her one more time. After she had left, Liz let out a deep sigh and turned her back to Alistair, who was in no mood for chicanery. “What the hell was that Liz? I thought the rules were clear, NO OUTSIDERS IN THE MANOR!”

The Mistress of the Night shrugged and turned to face Alistair, looking mostly bored. “It’s not my fault you keep me from having any fun Alistair. Whenever I go out there you are there shadowing every single step I take, scaring away anyone who as much as glances at my direction”

Alistair clenches his fists and stares his sister down. “You know full well why I do it. And don’t play innocent with me. I know full well you snuck out before Nitro and went to meet that Millar. You play a dangerous game Liz. One that might blow up on your face.” And the instant he said that he realized he made a mistake.

Liz got a dreamy look on her eyes and bit her lip a bit. “Oh trust me Alistair… I’d LOVE to have them blow up on my face… both The King and The God…” She took a quick look at Alistair who was not amused on the slightest. “Oh c’mon Alistair, you’re such a bore”

“Someone has to be. One day these games you play Liz, they will end up costing you. Right now you are messing around with a Married man and a man already spoken for. You are making enemies left right and center and not making many allies. Do I need to remind you what happened to Vlad?”

Mentioning the name of the eldest Blackwell brother who had gotten too deep into stuff he shouldn’tve snapped Liz into attention. “Vlad…” The passing look of sorrow quickly fades from her face as she jumps up, completely ignoring the fact that she was buck naked and waltzed over to Alistair, slapping him hard. “Don’t you dare to bring Vlad into this. Ever since he dies you’ve been obsessing over MY safety. Why didn’t you protect him?” She went for another slap.

“Because he wouldn’t let me” Alistair responded calmly as he blocked the second slap and lifted Liz off the ground, leaving her hanging by her arm. “But from you I won’t take no for an answer. I’ve already lost by father and brother. I will NOT lose my sister.” He let her back down.

Liz looked shocked. “Whatever. I don’t want your protection Alistair. I don’t NEED your protection and this.. game … as you put it… its the only thing keeping me sane. You try to lock me up inside these walls to “protect” me. Yet you only succeed in pushing me away.” her voice was quiet. Somber. Something we’ve never heard from Liz before. “Leave me alone Alistair. I need to focus on my match. And I have a reputation to maintain.”

Alistair stared at her as she dove into the bed and pulled the covers over her head. After a fer moments he sighed and turned around. “When this all goes to hell… remind me to tell you I told you so.” and with that he departed.+
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(On Camera)

We just fade in as Michelle Taylor, the leader of the Generation, along with Traci Loveheart and Victoria Summers, are making a plan, as Michelle begins to speak.

Michelle: Seriously? They really think they got the best of us after one match? Well, I hate to disappoint you hillbillies, but it is just getting started!!!

A pause is met as Michelle speaks again.

Michelle: Just because you used weapons, doesn’t make you a better team than us, but sadly, just for this one night, at Adrenaline...we have to work together, against our better judgement!!! And trust me, I am used to work with morons and idiots….just look who I have worked with in the past couple of years…..idiots who can’t tell the difference between a wristlock and a wristwatch!!! But, in the end, I have always come out on top…..and the Generation will come out on top for this night…..even if we have to share the win with the Westons.

Now, Traci begins to speak.

Traci: There is a LOT that I want to say about the Westons, but they aren’t the enemy today. The enemies are Theo Zosi, Becky Santiago, Liz Blackwell, and the self proclaimed King of BCW. Lets just put the rumors to rest. Why do you still call yourself the King when you can’t even beat Lucas Peek in an open challenge match? I find that silly, and if you think, you are gonna roll in here and beat us….you are sadly mistaken. We are the elite group of professional wrestling, and we aren’t gonna be made fun of…..so rest assured, the Generation will win!!!

And now, Victoria speaks.

Victoria: My partners have said it all, but to quote them again…..the Generation will not fail! And we will be victorious in this match!!!

Now, we go back to Michelle.

Michelle: Nuff said...see you all there.

Fade out.
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