Kimberly Williams, The One & Allocco vs Konrad Raab, Alexis Quinne & Selena Frost

[The Matt]

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December 14th, 2022
Houston, Texas
On Camera
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It is dark outside somewhere on the streets of Houston, Texas. A singular spotlight shines down on these empty streets, giving some illumination to the darkness. The sound of clicking heels across the pavement can be heard off in the distance. The clicking gets louder, indicating its source is growing closer. Finally we see the source, none other than the reigning SCW Underground Champion Kimberly Williams, who approaches from the right. Williams steps directly into the spotlight and stops to turn and face the camera so that the viewing public can get a good look at her in all of her demented glory. The Woman Scorned is wearing a plaid purple lace camisole spaghetti strap sleeveless dress with a high waist and short flared skirt. She is wearing black boots and she has her SCW Underground Championship title belt wrapped around her waist, her HKW Bloodlust Championship title belt draped over her right shoulder, and her ‘Datura Invented’ Unsanctioned Championship title belt draped over her left shoulder. A wicked grin is across her eccentric features.

“Chaos breeds life when order breeds habit.” Kim states calmly. “Henry Adams said that and you know what? He is absolutely right. Chaos breeds life and BREATHES LIFE into everything that it touches whereas order and stability brings habit which leads to a broken, corrupt elitist system that, quite frankly, extremely boring! I mean, seriously, how many more times do we need to see Juneau McFrosty or Syren hold the SCW World Championship? Did we really need that big old grumpy puss Valentine Prime as World Champion?” Williams shakes her head. “And are we any better off now that we have Owen Cruiserweight as the champion?” Kim jumps up and down and claps her hands happily.

“Yipee! Another Cruiserweight is champion in SCW! Happy days are here again! Its morning again in Canada!” Williams stops the jumping and once again becomes serious, almost solemn. The demented ginger shakes her head. “No, that is NOT what SCW needs. What this company needs is a good swift kick in the ass. What this company needs is a healthy dose of chaos to purify the brand, to restore life into the championship, and to reinvigorate this once great company.” The Queen of the Death Match pats herself on the chest. “And I am the one bitch crazy enough to get the job done! You have a bunch of people on a list and one of them is about to be gifted a world title shot in what amounts to a glorified popularity contest. But I am the definitive number one contender to the SCW World Championship and I look forward to the day that I pry that championship away from Cruiserweight’s hands or away from the hands of the person voted to be SCW’s Most Popular! I very much look forward to the day I can call myself SCW World Champion.”

The Woman Scorned pauses for a moment, really just to let her words sink in. A few seconds later and the demented ginger shrugs her shoulders. “Are you confused? I think there are many people out there confused by my words and actions. That’s by design, by the way. I am an agent of chaos, if anyone ever figures ME out then either I’m not doing a good job or that person who figured me out belongs in the loony bin for being as crazy as I am!” She throws her head back and cackles. She collects herself and nods her head. “But you are right to be confused. Back at Retribution when I received a shot at the SCW World Title in that chaotic Double Jeopardy Match booked by the worst booker in the history of this industry…I’m talking about Shaun Cruiserweight…you all had the impression that I never wanted to be world champion.” Kim shakes her head.

“I said it was never about the world championship for me. It was and still is about sending a message, a message to a corrupt system in SCW…a system of order and balance, an order set up to favor the elite few. As the agent of chaos it was my job to purge this company of its corrupt system that refuses to obey its own rules and dictates, a system that will outright break its own rules to favor a few favored people. Until that system was purged then chaos was the only true and FAIR system in Supreme Championship Wrestling. My goal remains the same, to be the bringer not only of chaos but of change. I aim to be the shining example that you do not have to be a Selena Frost, a Syren, a Street, a Chase, a Valentine, or a Lancaster in order to be a World Champion in this company. Ducky could be champion. Konrad could be champion. The new chick, Cassie Wolfe, SHE…COULD…BE…CHAMPION!” Kim shakes her head. “But no one gives them a chance. Anyone in the audience on any given day could shock the world. That’s how this business SHOULD work in a fair system. That’s why I am going to be a champion for the people, ALL of the people who have ever been told you cannot do it.” Williams laughs softly.

“Chaos will bring that about…beautiful, glorious, CHAOS will bring new life into Supreme Championship Wrestling and I already have one guaranteed chance to bring that kind of chaos into this company! But there is always that ONE extra special time of year when this company actually does embrace the potential for chaos.” A wide grin forms upon her face. “The Trios Tournament.” She sighs and shakes her head.

“But each year you seem to get a mixed bag of Trios Cash ins. We have had at least two individuals use their Trios to cash in on a shot at EVERY SINGLE CHAMPIONSHIP…just for themselves. How elitist. We’ve had someone use Trios to put themselves into the main event of Rise To Greatness. How elitist. How boring. We have also had some glorious chaotic cash ins that shook things up in SCW. The Gauntlet for the World Title. The Battle Royal for the Adrenaline Title. Ducky’s Birthday Party. Ducky and Ace should win Trios every single year!” Kim winks at the camera. “But few outside Ace Marshall and the beautiful mind of Kinneck can actually grasp the true potential for a Trios Cash In. So let me paint all of you at home a picture. Think of the most insane, demented, crazy individual you know and imagine them with the power to do basically anything they want in SCW.” Another sinister laugh escapes the lips of The Woman Scorned.

“I am that insane, demented, crazy individual and soon I will have that power to do whatever I want! With Trios I can use that contract to take SCW by its fucking throat and force it to change or choke the very life out of it! Either way I get to have a load of laughs! And hell, if you look at it, this whole damn tournament was made for someone like me! It’s as if I created this whole concept myself! What other demented individual would force Josh Hudson and Glory Braddock to team up? What other psycho would force Bree and Syren to work together year after year after year? What other sadist would put my best pal Oktoberfest on any team knowing how damn much he hates pretty much every single human being on God’s green earth?” Kim laughs softly. “Then there’s my own team…you have The Onesie, who I have done battle with on more than one occasion! We have shed one another’s blood! We have suffered together! It was glorious being her enemy! Then you have Adam CoCo, who most of you out there would logically see as representing everything people like me and Onesie detest.” Kim again throws her head back and laughs hysterically.

“Isn’t that just the greatest thing ever? I mean, if you ever wanted a great punch line to the greatest joke ever in the history of Trios then look no further than myself, Onesie, and Coco, henceforth known as Team Wasley! And when I say a great punch line I mean that in the most literal sense of the word.” Kim punches the palm of her hand. “Because Lexi Baby, Juneau McFrosty, Oktoberfest, Team Wasley will knock your fucking heads off on Breakdown! We are going to punch you right in the mouth and punch you right out of the tournament!”

“See, the gag is that even though Onesie, Coco, and myself really would be more likely to tear each other apart than to work together, I can guarantee you that we are the most well oiled machine in this whole fucking thing. If there were only ONE team in this tournament that was on the same page, with the same common goal, willing to put differences and hatred aside to work towards victory, then that would be the three of us. It would be Team Wasley. What makes us special is our ability to think outside the box and see the bigger picture. But the rest of those in this tournament only see the smaller picture. You see through the lenses that the system has created for you and it limits your creativity and allows for that one great big weakness that everyone suffers from to take hold and bite you in the ass…”

“...ego. Juneau McFrosty, the girl with all the believers who refuses to even consider that her precious believers may also be Kimmymaniacs, the girl who insists that she is The Face of SCW even though she’s not even wearing the strap?” Kim shakes her head. “You are the worst of them all. Oktoberfest I understand. I get him. I respect that German nutcase. But you…you represent the reason why your team will fail on Breakdown, McFrosty. And Lexi Baby, you aren’t much different. I mean, you used to be an outside looking in at all the insider elites. My mom told me all about Punk Hazard. I actually enjoyed watching you become World Champion. But now after all of these years, let’s face it sweetie, you are every bit an insider as Juneau McFrosty. And quite frankly, I don’t think either of you have an understanding of what it truly takes to advance and win this tournament.” The SCW Underground Champion pats herself on the chest.

“But I do! I do…and I have looked into the eyes of The One, I have looked into the heart and soul of Adam Allocco…and I truly believe that they understand what it takes to win a chaos fueled tournament like Trios!” She holds up one finger. “In fact, your only saving grace, the ONE person on your team who actually gets it, who actually has an understanding of what it takes to win Trios is the one guy you both hate and who I’m sure the feeling is mutual…and that’s Oktoberfest. Hell, Oktoberfest doesn’t even want to be in this damn tournament anyway! How’s that for a gag?” Kim shakes her head.

“It’s not a very good joke. In fact, you three are a bad joke in this Trios Tournament. But me, CoCo, and Onesie, we are a good joke, and we are going to be laughing our asses off past you, past the semi-finals, and onto the finals where we will be victorious. We will bring the Trios contracts home with us. We will usher in real change into SCW through the chaos of Trios.”