CW Takeover - IV [11.14.19] | California

CW Takeover - IV [11.14.19] Nov 15, 2019 0:01:48 GMT -8

Post by Management Office on Nov 15, 2019 0:01:48 GMT -8

[The Warehouse] - Hollywood, CA. (2,375 in attendance)
NOV. 14TH, 2019

THURSDAY NIGHT TAKEOVER | EPISODE 4

"REMEMBER THY HERITAGE"

Cameras open inside the warehouse. Foster The People, "Pumped Up Kicks", plays over the pa system and the fans are going insane. Many are wearing specific CW merchandise and holding signs. The aerial drone flies around the venue before hovering in front of the announce position.

K. MINX: "WELCOME TO CALIFORNIA WRESTLING!"

S. AIMES: "We are the CW broadcast team, I'm Sullivan Aimes!"

K. MINX: "And I am Kelsi Minx! Welcome to the fourth episode of Takeover!"

S. AIMES: "No one expected us to last this long.

K. MINX: "Rosters go through shifts from time to time, and tonight we will witness how much our roster has taken a shift. We've got new faces set to debut and some returning ones. Tonight newcomers Amelia Hogan and Red Jester will be making their debut."

S. AIMES: "And in our main event tonight we will watch Roxi Johnson and Anaquin Adams finally give Morgan Payne and Sativa Nevaeh what's coming to them."

K. MINX: "Whoa, that's a bit impartial."

S. AIMES: "No, that's the truth about karma."

K. MINX: "Yeah, whatever."

S. AIMES: "I know I'm right-- Folks, we've received word of an altercation backstage!"

K. MINX: "Let's see what's going on!"

Sitting on a backwards steel chair sits some new face to California Wrestling. She has on a leather jacket zipped up with black shorts and fishnets undernearth. On her head on top of her neon green hair is a helmet with two horns sticking up to the sky. She looks like she is about to say something when suddenly the beat to the theme song for "Fresh Prince of Bel-Air" starts in the room and the new girl suddenly starts to rap along with the song.

DAPHNE JAMES:

Now this is a story all about how

My life got flipped turned upside down

And I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there

I'll tell you how I became a wrestler in a town called Bel-Air

She jumps up to her feet, kicking the chair to the ground, coming at the camera as she starts to get more into the song.

DAPHNE JAMES:
In East Arizona born and raised

In the desert is where I spent most of my days

Chilling out, waxing, relaxing all cool

And all shooting some snakes out by the pool

When a couple of wrestlers who were up to no good

Started making grapples in my neighborhood

I took one little spear and my dad got scared

And said "You're not moving with your brother and training in Bel-Air"

I begged and pleaded with him day after day

But I packed my suitcase and sent myself away

Gave my dad a kiss and a wrestling ticket

I put on Slayer on and told Danny to dropkick it

First class, yo, this is bad

Drinking Gatorade trying to hydrate my ass

Is this what the people in wrestling living like?

Hmm, this is gonna be a fight

But wait, I hear some are prissy, annoying, and all that

Is this the type of business for this Hell cat?

I think it might be, I'll see when I make it

I hope they're prepared for a wrestler in Bel-Air

Well, uh, my car got parked and when I came out

There was a dude, looked like a cop, standing there on the way out

I ain't trying to get arrested yet, I just got here

I sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared

I snuck in the back, I was backstage in the rear

The match card said 'Daph' and I looked in the mirror

I was nervous so I gave Satan a prayer

Then I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, Holmes, let's get weird!"

I ran out to the ring around seven or eight

And I looked at my opponent I decieded to hate her

I got my first pinfall and I was finally there

To sit on my throne as a wrestler in Bel-Air

The camera turns and we see the girl sitting down in a big fake looking throne in the corner of the room. She sits down in it, crossing her legs with a grin on her face. She flashes devil horns with her right hand with her tongue out before the scene cuts away.

K. MINX: "We never saw what happened."

S. AIME: "It has been reported that we may have a potential crime scene in the back. Red Jester and Handsome Kenny were found in their respective locker rooms, covered in blood. Blood was everywhere, on the walls, etc. etc."

K. MINX: "Whoooaa. Somebody died?!"

S. AIMES: "There is a possibility. Red Jester was breathing, but unresponsive and Handsome Kenny, well... let's just say he may not be bragging about how handsome he is in the future."

K. MINX: "Who is responsible for these attacks?"

S. AIMES: "It doesn't exactly fit into how Morgan Payne and Sativa Neveah operate, but we could be in for a surprise."

K. MINX: "Well, anyways, up next we will witness the debut of Amelia Hogan when she is scheduled to face Melissa Aki. Have you seen Melissa at all today?"

S. AIMES: "No, I have not. I don't think she ever made her call time."

K. MINX: "Is that why Whisper is in the ring right now?!"

S. AIMES: "I believe so."

MATCH #2
CW HOLLYWOOD HERITAGE DIVISION
Amelia Hogan -vs- Whisper

Whisper waits in the ing patiently for the arrival of Amelia Hogan.

Footsteps (Go Higher) by Pop Evil plays throughout the arena as smoke begins to fill the ramp. Out of nowhere, Amelia comes through the crowd clapping everyone hands. She jumps up and down in excitement before entering the ring. She awaits her opponents as she blows kisses to the crowd.

S. AIMES: "Newcomer Amelia Hogan definitely has caught my eye."

K. MINX: "Yeah, let's focus on your job Sullivan."

DING! DING! DING!

The two lock up in the center of the ring and Whisper, aggessive as ever, pulls Hogan into a grapple and slams him with an exploder suplex in the early going, taking all wind from Amelia Hogan's lungs.

K. MINX: "Oh that looks painful."

S. AIMES: "Whisper is not playing around tonight."

Whisper smacks Amelia with chops as she rises to her feet. Whisper uses an irish whip to sling Hogan into the ring cable. Hogan returns and ducks beneath a clothesline and catches her footing just as Whisper tuns around. Hogan sprints forward and connects with big running knee strike!

S. AIMES: "OH MY! She calls that putting Pen 2 Paper!"

Hogan makes the cover on Whisper,

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...2!...
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...3!...
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DING! DING! DING!

"ROERICH'S WORLD"
JACK MARTIN | ETHAN ROERICH

Cameras take us to the Lobby of the CW Headquarters building, just across the lot from the Warehouse venue. Ethan Roerich is seen speaking to Jack Martin, his tone made apparent from Martin's look of total shock. Mr. Roerich was not in a good mood, fans of another company stand out front with "BOYCOTT CW" signs and a megaphone. A fat guy with a Jerry Curl and a Steelers Jersey stands front and center, the apparent ring leader. The thick glass makes it easy to ignore them.

ETHAN ROERICH: "Stop worrying about this crowd of dumbasses out side! Focus! Focus! Focus! I need you to pay attention. California Wrestling is going in a different route, and we are going to do things our way. Is that clear Jack?"

Jack nods in agreement.

ETHAN ROERICH: "Now, make it known, whenever you report the news that the Pride Championship and the Hollywood Heritage Championship will be unified at the next event. I want to cut down to one champion, and really elevate the competition around here. We only need one face of the company. We only need one face to be synonymous with California Wrestling. Make it known to the world Jack, California Wrestling is here to stay, and no one will prevent that. We have our fanbase and we have our haters. Silencing the haters is what we do. The ratings are still high, the Network is loving it."

JACK MARTIN: "We're on a Network?"

ETHAN ROERICH: "Ha, I'll fill you in on that later. The California landscape is due for a shake up. Egos spoil everything and now I'm looking to spoil the egos. Sativa wants to showcase her dominance and I'll showcase mine. She destroyed the Immortal Icon Championship and tried to leave it with Roxi Johnson in exchange for the Pride Championship and for her disrespect she will witness Morgan Payne compete for the prize that SHE wants. The Pride Championship andHollywood Heritage Championship will be unified as the Immortal Icon Championship and this will be a match of supremacy. For now, keep a big smile on her face and hold up a middle finger to the overaged garage band outside."

Ethan Roerich delivers a pat to Jack's shoulder before walking away. Jack Martin stands in the center of the lobby looking at the raging mob of about thirteen people standing out front.

CUT TO:

As the music starts, the lights dim down leaving the arena in a darkened state as a police spotlight sweeps over the audience.

Yeah! Uhm. Look!
Pockets looking cakey like these bummy bitches make up
It's room service bitch, the game requested that it get waked up!
See all I see is paper like my secretary's staplers
So if this was yo job, then I'm thinkin' your about to get a pay cut!
This my lane so fuck road rage, fuck yo anger!
I swear they really wanna cuff this pretty young thing, like a bailiff!
Plus I'm cute
And I be killing games since way back when it was Sega!
I be repping Texas but I'm so Cali like a Laker

The spotlight finally falls on the top of the stairs where the camera falls on Morgan Payne, clad up in her full ring gear and the CW Hollywood Herritage Championhip. Leather jacket, worn Steelers cap worn backwards. The crowd gives a mixed reaction to her sudden appearance among them. Some cheer her while others boo her in general principal of who she's affiliated with. Morgan doesn't care, obviously, as she looks around at the audience with a stoic expression that slowly curls into a sly smirk. She starts moving down the steps towards the ground level, briefly mouthing the lyrics into the camera as she descends the steps.

S. AIMES: "Here comes the champ."

Yeah, yeah I'm kind of cocky
When it come to what I'm made of
Cause we, we ain't the same
And they don't want you from the waist up!
You the cookie cutter type and they call me the baker!
And all I see is numbers, numbers, numbers like a pager
I kill em and collect em
Watch me murder grass pesos
I swear you got to feel where the fuck I'm coming from like a taser
Cause if she fuck with me
Then not even the captain finna save her!
These bitches thinking they beefing
Fuck around and get fed, laid up!

Morgan moves down the steps as the camera stays with her. As she gets closer and closer to the bottom, she starts shaking out her fists at her side, loosening up for the upcoming match. As moves towards the barricade, fans on the ends of the aisles excitedly offer out their plastic cups of beer. At one point, Morgan randomly stops and accepts a cup from one fan and slams the entire thing back. She chugs down most of it with a little but dribbling down her chin and neck. She then tosses the cup over her shoulder, and gives daps to the fan she got the beer from. She continues her way down the stairs until she gets to the bottom. Now, her focus is honed in on the ring as she picks up the pace into a brisk, all business walk towards the barrier and hops right over it.

I be looking, looking, looking
I don't see no difference!
Cookie, cookie, cookie
All these cookie cutter bitches!
Fuck these bitches, fuck these bitches
Oh cookie cutter bitches!
And I be looking, looking, looking
I don't see no difference!
Cookie, cookie, cookie
All these cookie cutter bitches!
Fuck these bitches, fuck these bitches!
Oh cookie cutter bitches!

Morgan stalks her way around the ring as the song continues, before climbing up onto the apron and entering through the top and middle ropes where she then hops on the balls of her feet inside the ring, rolling her neck. She's so amped up, the referee has to make her stop while they check her gloves and kneepads before she removes her jacket, flannel shirt from around her waist and her Steelers cap, handing it off to the attendant on the outside. She squats and leans forward, resting her elbows on her thighs as she rocks side to side on her feet, ready and waiting....

The lights go out and bright green static comes up on the video screen.

That girl is psycho

Psycho

psycho

The intro to "Voodoo" by Nyxx fills the arena as green lasers shoot up and wave around the entrance area and blue strobe lights light up the arena. Shapes start to take form in the static on the screen. The silhouette of a petite woman, a cross, a pot leaf, and a skull. They fade in and out, making you wonder if you actually saw them.

They call me killer, call me some kind of freak

But they keep calling me, they're calling on me

Oh yeah

I've got them praying, sweating and shaking

Now I've got my eye set on you

Sativa Nevaeh comes out from the back and stands at the top of the ramp looking over the crowd. Despite wearing a mask, you can tell she is smirking. The crowd rains down hate on her. Sativa starts to make her way towards the ring.

They call me conjurer, they say I'm divine

But shade is poison, my past lovers in mind
Hell yeah, I curse them all
Fathers and brothers, for the hell that they all put me through
I'm psycho, voodoo, that's what they say about me
I've got you under my spell
And I'm psycho, voodoo, that's what they say about me
What will you say about me?

She makes it to ringside and slides under the bottom rope head first. She crawls over to the nearest turnbuckles and climbs them. She perches atop the ring post, resting one knee upon the top turnbuckle facing inward toward the ring. She throws her head back and takes off the mask, throwing her arms out in a 'welcome the doves' pose. The crowd continues their hatred at her and she just smiles. Sativa grabs the ropes and jumps down. She then heads to her corner and waits for the match to start.

MATCH #3
CW CAMARADERIE CONTEST
Morgan Payne© & Sativa Nevaeh -vs- Anaquin Adams & Roxi Johnson©

The arena is bathed in a pink glow of the lights as the beginning of Bear McCreary’s “Godzilla” featuring Serj Tankian begins to play across the arena. On the screen, outer space is shown and slowly peeking from the bottom of the screen is planet Earth looming up and the words “Universal Superstar” appears on the screen as Serg begins to sing.

♫♫♫With a purposeful grimace and a terrible sound
♫♫♫He pulls the spitting high-tension wires down
♫♫♫Helpless people on subway trains
♫♫♫Scream, bug-eyed, as he looks in on them
♫♫♫He picks up a bus and he throws it back down
♫♫♫As he wades through the buildings toward the center of town
♫♫♫Oh, no, they say he's got to go
♫♫♫Go, go, Godzilla (yeah)
♫♫♫Oh, no, there goes Tokyo
♫♫♫Go, go, Godzilla (yeah)

Then the name “Anaquin Adams” appears on the screen as she makes her way out onto the ramp and lets out a howl. She is wearing a pink camouflage pants and a pink sports bra, over which she is wearing a black leather jacket. Her bright pink hair whips behind her as she sprints down the aisle and slides into the ring, leaps to her feet and rushes to the corner where she gets up to the top turnbuckle and spreads her arms out wide before flipping back into the ring and running to the opposite corner to do the same. As her music fades, she moves to her corner.

The opening guitar riff of Rush' "Limelight" begin on the PA system. The cameras pan around the arena, and as the lyrics begin, Roxi Johnson rushes through the curtain and stops, a huge smile on her face. She soaks in the cheers and treks onward, seemingly greeting every fan, before climbing up on the apron and looking out at the cheering crowd, before entering the ring and climbing the turnbuckle and raising her arms in the air to massive cheers. She jumps down from the top turnbuckle and lands in the ring, turns to the hard camera side and dropping to a knee, and giving the "I love you" in sign language pose. She stands and begins jumping up and down in an exercising manner as the music cuts out.

DING! DING! DING!

The match begins with CW Hollywood Heritage Champion, Morgan Payne and Anaquin Adams squaring off in the center of the ring. Payne steps closer to Adams, running her mouth as usual. Adams shoves Payne back via a palm to the face. The fans gasp and Morgan complains that she was poked in the eye. The fans erupt into a frenzy of boos.

K. MINX: “Anaquin Adams cheated!”

S. AIMES: “Her fingers were nowhere near the eyes.”

Adams looks at Payne in disbelief and only gets more pissed off. The Universal Superstar steps forward and The HH Champion slides out of the ring to create some distance. Sativa Nevaeh jumps down to the floor from the ring apron to check on Morgan.

S. AIMES: “How hurt could she be?”

K. MINX: “Adams has man hands. She could really cause some damage.”

S. AIMES: “I doubt that, that is what’s going on.”

Pamela Baxter orders Morgan to get back into the ring and Sativa hops onto the ring apron shortly after Morgan does. Morgan Payne steps into the ring and Sativa smacks her shoulder before stepping between the ring ropes.

K. MINX: “The tag has been made. Let’s see what Darth Ganja has in mind.”

Anaquin Adams and Sativa Nevaeh lock up and Sativa uses a knee to the gut to create separation. Sativa slings herself out of the ring ropes and ducks under the back elbow attempt by Anaquin. Sativa flies out of the ring ropes once again and Anaquin grabs hold of Darth Ganja and pulls her down to the canvas with a flatliner. Anaquin Adams walks over and tags in Roxi Johnson. Johnson enters the ring and is pulled down into a small package by Nevaeh. Baxter drops down and counts the fall,

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...1!...
...KICKOUT!...
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Both women roll away from each other and hop to their feet. Johnson's strike lands first, a big echoing knife edge chop to the chest. Johnson swings again and this time Nevaeh ducks and Johnson's momentum puts her directly in the path of a pelee kick from Sativa!

K. MINX: "NERF THIS! HAHHA!"

Sativa pulls Roxi Johnson over to the corner and tags in Morgan Payne. Payne steps into the ring as Sativa steps out and Morgan spits in Roxi's face before slapping her and this seems to anger Roxi more than anything. Morgan Payne taunts the audience and receives a tremendous amount of boos for it. Roxi Johnson tries to attack Morgan Payne but Sativa gets a handful of Roxi's hair before she can get away and whiplashes her down to the canvas. Morgan Payne spits at Anaquin Adams and backs away laughing as Pamela Baxter steps in front of Anaquin Adams. With Pamela Baxter distracted Morgan Payne and Sativa Nevaeh do a number on Roxi Johnson in the corner. A double foot choke takes all the wind from Roxi and by the time Sativa is back on the ring apron, Pamela Baxter has control of the match.

S. AIMES: "I'm really sick of these two,"

K. MINX: "Anaquin Adams and Roxi Johnson? Yeah, me too."

Roxi elbows Sativa and fights her way out of the corner. Roxi Johnson throws Morgan Payne against the ring cables and upon her return she doubles over and Johnson executes a yoshi tonic! Pamela Baxter drops down as Roxi hooks the leg in the awkward cover,

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...1!...
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...2!..BREAK COUNT!
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Sativa Neveah steps in and breaks up the pinfall with a kick to the spine. Anaquin Adams steps into the ring and Sativa and Anaquin begin to exchange punche. Pamela Baxter focuses on Adams and Nevaeh, leaving Payne and Johnson to battle on the opposite side of the ring. Roxi Johnson brings Morgan Payne down via a Samoan Drop and makes a quick cover. The fans count the three and Johnson looks around in frustration only to discover Pamela Baxter occupied with separating Sativa Nevaeh and Anaquin Adams.

K. MINX: "I'm proud of Pamela for doing her job."

S. AIMES: "The fans are not. That's fo sure."

Roxi Johnson waits for Morgan Payne to rise to her feet before spring forward and attempting a big splash in the corner. Morgan side steps Johnson and the Pride Champion smacks sternum first into the turnbuckle padding.

S. AIMES: "Ouch, that looks painful."

Morgan delivers a stiff knife edge chop. She then throws stiff kicks to the midsection until Roxi Johnson is sitting up beside the ropes. Morgan runs across the ring, back off of the ropes and delivers a stiff basement dropkick.. Morgan Payne makes the cover,

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...1!...
...BREAKCOUNT!...
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Anaquin Adams steps in and breaks up the pin attempt with a stomp to the back of Morgan Payne's head. Sativa Nevaeh flies in from the top rope, connecting with a tornado ddt! Sativa and Morgan focus on Roxi Johnson, by sending her into the ring cables. Sativa lifts Roxi off her feet and in the middle of her stride and Morgan Payne flies in with a BROGUE KICK adding extra impact to Sativa's spinebuster! Morgan Payne removes a pair of hand-cuff and hand-cuffs Roxi Johnson to the bottom rope.

K. MINX: "Roxi can't go anywhere!"

S. AIMES: "Anaquin Adams is back in the ring, it's a two on one assault!"

Sativa and Morgan Payne do a number on Anaquin Adams, exchanging punches and kicks. Adams fights back, swinging wildly. Sativa ducks the punch and shoves Adams into Morgan Payne's boot before Payne hits a Stunner!

K. MINX: "THE ART OF RUIN!"

S. AIMES: "No!"

Morgan Payne makes the cover on Anaquin Adams, meanwhile, Sativa puts the boots to Roxi Johnson.

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...2...
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DING! DING! DING!

S. AIMES: "I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

K. MINX: "Morgan Payne picks up the victory!"

Sativa and Morgan continue to assault Roxi Johnson. Anaquin Adams begins to stir and Morgan Payne greets her with a shining wizard that brings her back down. Sativa Neveah grabs the Pride Championship and stands on the outside of the ring, taunting the fans and Roxi Johnson. Sativa sprints forward and smacks Roxi Johnson in the face with the Pride Championship! The fans boo loudly as Morgan Payne and Sativa Neveah celebrate with both championships.

S. AIMES: "LOOK AT THE CARNAGE KELSI! This is not right! What will Roerich do?! What CAN Roerich do?!"

K. MINX: "He can do nothing! Look at these two Queens, just look at them. This is Royalty in our presence Sully!! Focus baby, focus."

S. AIMES: "This is bullshit!"

Roxi rolls onto her back, still handcuffed to the bottom rope and blood pouring from her forehead. Morgan Payne guides Anaquin Adams to her feet and hoists her up while Sativa adjusts the Pride Championship within her clutches.

S. AIMES: "We've got to stop this! Someone has to stop this! Get the officials out here! Somebody!"

Sativa sprints forward and all of a sudden the lights go out and a familiar banshee scream is heard! The CW fans nuts as red strobes flicker throughout the arena.

K. MINX: "OH FUCK NO. She's back from the dead!"

Daniela, the demoness, appears in the aisle with her hair dangling in her face. Morgan Payne and Sativa Neveah keep their focus on the silhouetted being in the aisle and the lights go out once again. In total darkness the fans are heard cheering and the banshee scream is heard once more just before the arena lights stop flickering and the ominous red lighting covers the arena. Blood spews from the ceiling and covers everyone in the ring, Roxi, Sativa, Morgan, and Anaquin are all drenched in red with Daniela clinging to the ring ropes and hanging upside down with her tongue out. Morgan Payne and Sativa Nevaeh roll out of the ring and sprint up the aisle toward the back.

FLASH CW LOGO

FADE TO BLACK

CW Takeover - IV [11.14.19]

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