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February 9th, 2022
Nashville, TN
On Camera
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We open on what appears to be the stage at the Grand Ole Opry. Whether it actually IS the Grand Ole Opry or just a replica is hard to say but it certainly looks quite similar. The sound of banjo music and guitar picking can be heard playing in the background. This southern style country music echoes throughout this area for several seconds before the familiar sight of the Dalek comes rolling into view. One odd thing about the Dalek this evening is that it has a cowboy hat resting atop its chromed top. Shortly after the Dalek appears on the scene, we see “The Woman Scorned” Kimberly Williams skipping onto the stage with a banjo in hand. She is wearing overalls, a red shirt, and a cowboy hat. The eccentric ginger is playing this banjo as if her life depended on it. There is no clear distinct beat or rhythm to it, she’s just randomly making noise. That isn’t too unusual for The Woman Scorned. Williams stops in the center of the stage and starts stomping the stage and slapping her knee.
“Yeeeeee haw! Giddy on up, cowboys and cowgirls!” Kimberly says in the thickest, most southern of redneck drawls she can muster.
“GIDDY UP! GIDDY UP OR BE EXTERMINATED! EXTERMINATE! I SHALL EXTERMINATE YA’LL IF YA’LL DO NOT GIDDY UP!” Even the Dalek seems to be getting in on Kimberly’s act.
“Right on, Dalek! Yee haw! Me and my boy the Dalek are here in Nashville, Tennessee, home of country music, the single most fickle bunch of inbred musicians in record history! Ya’ll get folk like Colt Ford who thinks he’s all cool with his hip hop music bein’ played on country radio and ol’ Colty Ford gets awards at them there country music awards shows. But damn it, he aint foolin’ nobody! He’s a rapper, not a country singer! Oh but ol’ Colty aint the only boy who can’t make up his mind as to what he wants to be when he grows up. Ya got little missy Taylor Swift! T-Swizzle Fo-Shizzle one moment is pop, the next she’s country, then she’s pop again! Ol’ girl is more schizophrenic than me!”
“SCHITZOPHRENIC! SCHITZOPHRENIC! SCHITZOPHRENIC!”
“That’s right, Dalek! YEEEE HAWWWW!” Kimberly throws her cowboy hat up in the air. Then she takes her banjo, takes aim, and pulls a trigger that apparently is there but cannot be seen. Suddenly the banjo starts firing bullets at the cowboy hat, blowing it up into many pieces. Kimberly lets the remnants of the hat fall to the air and then she starts brandishing the banjo-gun at the camera. She giggles uncontrollably.
“Can’t make a country music video without guns or a pickup truck!” Then a truck, a very small, miniaturized version of a pickup truck, rolls onto the stage. It is just a little bigger than Dalek and is being driven by Kimberly’s identical twin sister Marie Annabelle Jones. The truck comes to a stop and then Kim looks up at her sister.
“Did we cover all the bases?” Kim asks, dropping her thick country drawl. Marie nods her head.
“I believe so, yes.”
“Excellent.” Williams spins back around to face the camera. A playful grin is on her face. “I love Nashville and I do think that this is the perfect place for SCW to have a Breakdown event. And not just because the Bridgestone Arena can hold all of those drooling leeches we like to call fans, but because this city is the home of country music, the only music genre where you can literally sing any damn kind of way you want, about any damn thing you want, and just so long as you identify it as country music these idiots will accept it as country music. Its almost like Supreme Championship Wrestling.”
Williams runs her hand through her long red hair. “It drives me insane! These people talk about earning your way, earning your opportunities by winning…people like Shaun Cruze and Selena Frost espouse that bullshit. Well guess what? I did that! I have proven myself time and time again! Who kicked Jordan’s ass not once but twice, and the second time inside of a steel cage to become the Underground Champion? ME! But who got to become Adrenaline Champion? It wasn’t me. It was Jordan, yes, the same Jordan who had her chance to become champion but FAILED! Yes, let’s keep giving people who FAIL chance after chance again and again just because they are the company’s chosen one. But now Jordan is gone. I’m still here.”
“And of course if you want to talk about endless opportunities you can’t do so without mentioning Syren. Guess what? I kicked her ass too. Yet who got to fight Glory Braddock in a match at Body, Heart, and Soul advertised that could be for a future SCW World Title Match? Syren. The person I beat got the title eliminator if you will. Why? Just because she cried, bitched, and moaned? Just because she’s fucking Syren? I’ll throw you another one, SCW…I kicked Bree’s fat ass to become SCW United States Champion back in the day. That’s right, that’s TWO former SCW World Champions I beat. Yet Syren got the big match spotlight, not me.”
Kimberly sneers. “But I could have overlooked that. I could have let that all pass. All I wanted was my rematch for the SCW Underground Championship. Yes, I lost it to Lucas Knight fair and square. But I should have got a rematch. Who did get a shot at the Underground Title? Konrad Raab. Yeah, the same Konrad Raab whose ass I kicked and beat on Breakdown got the Underground Title Match shortly after I beat the old gimpy bastard. Konrad is out there ranting and raving and challenging everybody. I want a piece of his German ass. He has no problems fighting me. So why wait?”
“Because you want to hold me back. Because you fickle bastards can’t make up your damn minds about what you want. You want to push me to the damn moon and then suddenly you forget about me completely. It makes no sense. So maybe you people need to be reminded about who the hell I am? Maybe you need to be reminded that I am not the person to fuck with. That’s why my sister and I chose to get involved in the main event of Body, Heart, and Soul.” Kim remarks with a nasty sneer on her face. Marie waves playfully from her perch in the pickup truck. “You wouldn’t give me my opportunity, so I decided to TAKE my own damn opportunity!”
“Obviously we got everyone’s attention because now suddenly we are getting appearances but still not what we want. Marie got to fight GiGi? Marie got to fight Holly’s newest bitch boy? Are we supposed to be grateful to share a ring with that idiot?” Kim shakes her head. “Not on your life. It was an insult. And now you think you are going to appease us by giving ME a shot at the SCW Television Championship?”
Williams shakes her head. “The Television Title isn’t what I want but I will take it for two reasons. Number one, I want to send a message. After I win the Television Title, I am going to take a can of gas, pour it all over that stupid ass belt, and set the damn thing on fire. Your proud SCW heritage goes up in flames. Why? Because I can, that’s why! The second reason I will take this on is because it gives me a chance to kick another undeserving fickle as fuck twerp’s ass from here to kingdom come.” Kim points a finger at the camera.
“Yeah, I’m talking to you Autumn. You can’t decide if you want to be a joke or a serious competitor can you? You’re part of a group that changes its damn name from week to week. You’re part of a group that includes wrestlers called Hairless Penguin and Dancing Bear for god’s sake! You participated in a joke of a damn marriage ceremony involving you, Ace, and Lexy. On the flip side you have been defending that Television Title week in and week out against all comers. No one has managed to dethrone you, no one has managed to take that title away from you. That last part should speak volumes of how good you are and warrant some praise. Yet all of that greatness and praise is negated by how the class of fools you run around with. All of that greatness you racked up for yourself is negated by the complete and utter joke you have turned yourself into. How am I to take you seriously, Autumn?”
Williams shakes her head. “Therein lies the problem. I cannot take you seriously. I don’t give a damn how good you are, how many titles you’ve won, how long you’ve been with SCW, how many idiots you’ve slept with, I don’t care about any of that bullshit. I’ve taken on bigger, tougher legends than you and smacked them down faster and easier than I’ll smack you down right here in Nashville.”
“Oh but it’s just Kim, right? It’s just Crazy Kim! No need to worry about her, right? You should be able to retain your title.” A sinister sounding cackle escapes her lips. “You shouldn’t concern yourself with retaining the title, Autumn. You should concern yourself with survival. I am sick and tired of being overlooked by snobbish pieces of human garbage like you. You think you are all high and mighty because of you who are and what you’ve done. You’re nothing but yet another Valentine, one of the millions upon millions of Valentines in this wrestling business. You are nothing special to me. And take my word for it, Autumn, the St. Valentine’s Day Massacre is coming early when I massacre your cheap ass on Breakdown. When I leave you bloody and maimed in the center of the ring, that may be the end of your suffering, but it will only be just the beginning of SCW’s suffering.”
A sinister grin forms upon her face. “I am going to beat Autumn Valentine. I am going to take her Television Championship away from her. And then I will fashion it in my own twisted image by setting the fucking thing on fire live on television. Shaun Cruze and his cronies will have to sit by and watch what I do to Autumn and the TV Title. Then maybe they will realize that this cheap attempt at appeasement will not work. Give me what I want or the blood will continue to pour! Give me what or the carnage will never stop!”
Kimberly turns and leaps up onto the bed of the truck. She waves at the camera. “Next stop, SCW Breakdown! Next stop, Bridgestone Arena! Next stop… Kimberly Williams becomes the NEW SCW Television Champion!” With that, Marie puts the truck into gear and drives it off. Then the Dalek comes to life.
“AUTUMN VALENTINE WILL BE EXTERMINATED! EXTERMINATED! EXTERMINATED!”
The Dalek turns and rolls away, following Kim and Marie. The camera fades to black.
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February 9th, 2022
Nashville, TN
On Camera
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We open on what appears to be the stage at the Grand Ole Opry. Whether it actually IS the Grand Ole Opry or just a replica is hard to say but it certainly looks quite similar. The sound of banjo music and guitar picking can be heard playing in the background. This southern style country music echoes throughout this area for several seconds before the familiar sight of the Dalek comes rolling into view. One odd thing about the Dalek this evening is that it has a cowboy hat resting atop its chromed top. Shortly after the Dalek appears on the scene, we see “The Woman Scorned” Kimberly Williams skipping onto the stage with a banjo in hand. She is wearing overalls, a red shirt, and a cowboy hat. The eccentric ginger is playing this banjo as if her life depended on it. There is no clear distinct beat or rhythm to it, she’s just randomly making noise. That isn’t too unusual for The Woman Scorned. Williams stops in the center of the stage and starts stomping the stage and slapping her knee.
“Yeeeeee haw! Giddy on up, cowboys and cowgirls!” Kimberly says in the thickest, most southern of redneck drawls she can muster.
“GIDDY UP! GIDDY UP OR BE EXTERMINATED! EXTERMINATE! I SHALL EXTERMINATE YA’LL IF YA’LL DO NOT GIDDY UP!” Even the Dalek seems to be getting in on Kimberly’s act.
“Right on, Dalek! Yee haw! Me and my boy the Dalek are here in Nashville, Tennessee, home of country music, the single most fickle bunch of inbred musicians in record history! Ya’ll get folk like Colt Ford who thinks he’s all cool with his hip hop music bein’ played on country radio and ol’ Colty Ford gets awards at them there country music awards shows. But damn it, he aint foolin’ nobody! He’s a rapper, not a country singer! Oh but ol’ Colty aint the only boy who can’t make up his mind as to what he wants to be when he grows up. Ya got little missy Taylor Swift! T-Swizzle Fo-Shizzle one moment is pop, the next she’s country, then she’s pop again! Ol’ girl is more schizophrenic than me!”
“SCHITZOPHRENIC! SCHITZOPHRENIC! SCHITZOPHRENIC!”
“That’s right, Dalek! YEEEE HAWWWW!” Kimberly throws her cowboy hat up in the air. Then she takes her banjo, takes aim, and pulls a trigger that apparently is there but cannot be seen. Suddenly the banjo starts firing bullets at the cowboy hat, blowing it up into many pieces. Kimberly lets the remnants of the hat fall to the air and then she starts brandishing the banjo-gun at the camera. She giggles uncontrollably.
“Can’t make a country music video without guns or a pickup truck!” Then a truck, a very small, miniaturized version of a pickup truck, rolls onto the stage. It is just a little bigger than Dalek and is being driven by Kimberly’s identical twin sister Marie Annabelle Jones. The truck comes to a stop and then Kim looks up at her sister.
“Did we cover all the bases?” Kim asks, dropping her thick country drawl. Marie nods her head.
“I believe so, yes.”
“Excellent.” Williams spins back around to face the camera. A playful grin is on her face. “I love Nashville and I do think that this is the perfect place for SCW to have a Breakdown event. And not just because the Bridgestone Arena can hold all of those drooling leeches we like to call fans, but because this city is the home of country music, the only music genre where you can literally sing any damn kind of way you want, about any damn thing you want, and just so long as you identify it as country music these idiots will accept it as country music. Its almost like Supreme Championship Wrestling.”
Williams runs her hand through her long red hair. “It drives me insane! These people talk about earning your way, earning your opportunities by winning…people like Shaun Cruze and Selena Frost espouse that bullshit. Well guess what? I did that! I have proven myself time and time again! Who kicked Jordan’s ass not once but twice, and the second time inside of a steel cage to become the Underground Champion? ME! But who got to become Adrenaline Champion? It wasn’t me. It was Jordan, yes, the same Jordan who had her chance to become champion but FAILED! Yes, let’s keep giving people who FAIL chance after chance again and again just because they are the company’s chosen one. But now Jordan is gone. I’m still here.”
“And of course if you want to talk about endless opportunities you can’t do so without mentioning Syren. Guess what? I kicked her ass too. Yet who got to fight Glory Braddock in a match at Body, Heart, and Soul advertised that could be for a future SCW World Title Match? Syren. The person I beat got the title eliminator if you will. Why? Just because she cried, bitched, and moaned? Just because she’s fucking Syren? I’ll throw you another one, SCW…I kicked Bree’s fat ass to become SCW United States Champion back in the day. That’s right, that’s TWO former SCW World Champions I beat. Yet Syren got the big match spotlight, not me.”
Kimberly sneers. “But I could have overlooked that. I could have let that all pass. All I wanted was my rematch for the SCW Underground Championship. Yes, I lost it to Lucas Knight fair and square. But I should have got a rematch. Who did get a shot at the Underground Title? Konrad Raab. Yeah, the same Konrad Raab whose ass I kicked and beat on Breakdown got the Underground Title Match shortly after I beat the old gimpy bastard. Konrad is out there ranting and raving and challenging everybody. I want a piece of his German ass. He has no problems fighting me. So why wait?”
“Because you want to hold me back. Because you fickle bastards can’t make up your damn minds about what you want. You want to push me to the damn moon and then suddenly you forget about me completely. It makes no sense. So maybe you people need to be reminded about who the hell I am? Maybe you need to be reminded that I am not the person to fuck with. That’s why my sister and I chose to get involved in the main event of Body, Heart, and Soul.” Kim remarks with a nasty sneer on her face. Marie waves playfully from her perch in the pickup truck. “You wouldn’t give me my opportunity, so I decided to TAKE my own damn opportunity!”
“Obviously we got everyone’s attention because now suddenly we are getting appearances but still not what we want. Marie got to fight GiGi? Marie got to fight Holly’s newest bitch boy? Are we supposed to be grateful to share a ring with that idiot?” Kim shakes her head. “Not on your life. It was an insult. And now you think you are going to appease us by giving ME a shot at the SCW Television Championship?”
Williams shakes her head. “The Television Title isn’t what I want but I will take it for two reasons. Number one, I want to send a message. After I win the Television Title, I am going to take a can of gas, pour it all over that stupid ass belt, and set the damn thing on fire. Your proud SCW heritage goes up in flames. Why? Because I can, that’s why! The second reason I will take this on is because it gives me a chance to kick another undeserving fickle as fuck twerp’s ass from here to kingdom come.” Kim points a finger at the camera.
“Yeah, I’m talking to you Autumn. You can’t decide if you want to be a joke or a serious competitor can you? You’re part of a group that changes its damn name from week to week. You’re part of a group that includes wrestlers called Hairless Penguin and Dancing Bear for god’s sake! You participated in a joke of a damn marriage ceremony involving you, Ace, and Lexy. On the flip side you have been defending that Television Title week in and week out against all comers. No one has managed to dethrone you, no one has managed to take that title away from you. That last part should speak volumes of how good you are and warrant some praise. Yet all of that greatness and praise is negated by how the class of fools you run around with. All of that greatness you racked up for yourself is negated by the complete and utter joke you have turned yourself into. How am I to take you seriously, Autumn?”
Williams shakes her head. “Therein lies the problem. I cannot take you seriously. I don’t give a damn how good you are, how many titles you’ve won, how long you’ve been with SCW, how many idiots you’ve slept with, I don’t care about any of that bullshit. I’ve taken on bigger, tougher legends than you and smacked them down faster and easier than I’ll smack you down right here in Nashville.”
“Oh but it’s just Kim, right? It’s just Crazy Kim! No need to worry about her, right? You should be able to retain your title.” A sinister sounding cackle escapes her lips. “You shouldn’t concern yourself with retaining the title, Autumn. You should concern yourself with survival. I am sick and tired of being overlooked by snobbish pieces of human garbage like you. You think you are all high and mighty because of you who are and what you’ve done. You’re nothing but yet another Valentine, one of the millions upon millions of Valentines in this wrestling business. You are nothing special to me. And take my word for it, Autumn, the St. Valentine’s Day Massacre is coming early when I massacre your cheap ass on Breakdown. When I leave you bloody and maimed in the center of the ring, that may be the end of your suffering, but it will only be just the beginning of SCW’s suffering.”
A sinister grin forms upon her face. “I am going to beat Autumn Valentine. I am going to take her Television Championship away from her. And then I will fashion it in my own twisted image by setting the fucking thing on fire live on television. Shaun Cruze and his cronies will have to sit by and watch what I do to Autumn and the TV Title. Then maybe they will realize that this cheap attempt at appeasement will not work. Give me what I want or the blood will continue to pour! Give me what or the carnage will never stop!”
Kimberly turns and leaps up onto the bed of the truck. She waves at the camera. “Next stop, SCW Breakdown! Next stop, Bridgestone Arena! Next stop… Kimberly Williams becomes the NEW SCW Television Champion!” With that, Marie puts the truck into gear and drives it off. Then the Dalek comes to life.
“AUTUMN VALENTINE WILL BE EXTERMINATED! EXTERMINATED! EXTERMINATED!”
The Dalek turns and rolls away, following Kim and Marie. The camera fades to black.
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SCW Adrenaline Champion 1x
SCW Television Champion 1x
SCW World Tag Team Champion 1x (w/Brittany Lohan)
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