AS43 - Chris Beckford and Brad Bomb vs. Mick Overlast and Scott Hammond -LL qualifier

[Ty Burna]

This match is all about Mick Overlast and Scott Hammond as they will be forced to work together to find themselves into the Lottery match. However, with Hammond winning a Tag Team Title shot at the event, a win tonight will solidify them as a team and build confidence in both Hammond and Blade's eyes with Overlast becoming a potential member of their group. Overlast has mentioned several times he has no intentions of joining but would he comprise a chance at main eventing Kingdom Come? Will he co-operate with Hammond or will the team of Chris Beckford and Brad Bomb be able to put them in their place, despite almost having a falling out from last week's match when they teamed together from a similar stipulation?

If Mick Overlast and Scott Hammond win, they will both qualify for the Lethal Lottery. However, if Brad Bomb and Chris Beckford (who have already qualified for the Lethal Lottery prior to this week) win, Scott Hammond and Mick Overlast will not qualify for the Lethal Lottery.

Deadline is Tuesday, January 24th at 11:59 PM Central Time.​

 

[Low_Ki]

The scene fades into a small casino bar, where Scott Hammond can be seen taking down shot after shot of alcohol. Blade can be seen coming into the shot and as Hammond looks to take down another glass, he is stopped by Blade's hand

Easy up there tiger, you'll do yourself an injury.

Thanks, but I'm fine.

Hammond takes down the final shot anyway

Trying to go a little higher up in terms of class when it comes to bar choice now huh, the small, dark dingy ones a little too cliché?

Something like that.

Well you won. You should be proud. If it wasn't for the meddling of WZCW management, Vance twating Bateman to be precise, you could have chosen any title you wanted.

That is precisely why I don't much feel like celebrating. Once again a world title opportunity was once again stolen from me. I'm getting sick and tired of it Blade.

I know and that is precisely why we must press on and win gold my friend. Bateman may have taken your world title shot away but he gave us the opportunity at gold at the Lethal Lottery. And do you know what gold equals?

Power.

Exactly Scott.

Follow me Blade.

Why?

Just follow me a second.

Hammond sits down with his tentative tag partner sitting next to him on a high-stakes blackjack table.

I do this every year around the same time. Chance is not something to be underestimated. $500 down please.

Wow, I thought I had problems.

Hammond throws in the whole $500 chip. The dealer draws a king of hearts before waiting to turn over the following card, an ace of spades.

And that is what you get for chance Blade. The ace in the pack has become the tag team titles. With those we go from strength to strength until we take over the God Forsaken lands of WZCW.

Hammond again throws all his chips, this time $1250 in to the hand. The dealer deals a 10 of spades and then turns over a 9 of diamonds. He follows with his hand of a 3, and king of clubs and a 9 of hearts, busting the dealer, and Hammond winning again.

Aha! Won again.

Okay Scotty, lets go get drunk on your winnings.

No, we are not done yet. Again, $2500 down!

The dealer deals him two queens, one club, one heart. The dealer then deals out his own cards a 5 of hearts, a ten of spades, and a 6 of clubs to make 21.

Ah well, that's luck for you. it always runs out eventually.

That could have bought us a night out!

Come Blade, I need a drink.

They walk back to the bar and order drinks

This week I am in a tag match.

So I saw. Against Brad Bomb and that little ******** Chris Beckford!

They are not why I bought it up Blade. My partner is a man we do not know we can trust.

Relax Scotty, I know Mick. I have scouted him, much like I did with you, and I think you would agree I am a pretty good judge of character.

Yes, I don't mean to underestimate your ability to judge, but I just don't like being paired with someone other than you. With you, I know you have the ability to watch my back. With this...man, I have no idea where I stand. He could turn on me at any moment.

He won't, trust me.

How can you be sure?

What did I say about trusting me Scott?

I know. I guess I just have to fully focus on the goal at hand, qualifying for the Lethal Lottery. When we beat those imbecile poster boys, I will be entering my very first Lethal Lottery event. These are indeed exciting times Blade. As well as taking the tag team titles from those idiots Runn Reynolds Runn, one of us will win the Lethal Lottery and go on to compete for the World Title at Kingdom Come.

I like that positive thinking. You focus on that, and let me worry about Mick Overlast.

You got it. I want to apologise for the mix up on Ascension. What are we going to do about those idiot Apostles.

That I need some time to think over. We have to be careful about how we deal with them.

Why, because their leader now owns half the company?

No, no Scott. When have I ever given you the impression I have any respect for those in authority?

Never.

Exactly. No, the Apostles of Chaos need something special. Ty Burna is sick enough to enjoy chaos, he may have to deal with that at his doorstep a lot earlier than he thinks. But lets not worry about that for now Scott, let us drink.

You don't have to tell me twice.

Both men stand at the bar and take a shot before ordering another as the scene fades out

 

[Mick Overlast]

After having just relieved himself in the men's room, Vance Bateman walks back toward his office and notices that his door is open.

Bateman: I could've sworn I shut the door on the way out. Probably Ty trying to mess with my head again...

As Bateman reaches the doorway, he sees his visitor, but it's not Ty Burna.

Mick Overlast: You really know how to bust balls, don't you, Bateman?

Overlast is leaning against the back wall of Bateman's office as Bateman enters the room and sits down at his desk. Overlast takes a seat on the other side of the desk.

Bateman: What are you doing here, Overlast? And what are you talking about by busting balls?

Overlast: Well, since Ascension is technically YOUR show, I figured I'd talk to you about my upcoming match.

Bateman: If you win your match, you're in the Lethal Lottery. What problem could you possibly have with that?

Overlast: It's that you're making me tag with Hammond. He's been the weak link on every tag team he's ever been on, and now my Lethal Lottery qualifying hopes could potentially be in his hands? That's absolute bullshit!

Bateman: He just won himself a Tag Team Title shot, so he can't be that bad.

Overlast: Don't play stupid with me, Bateman. He took the fall against Runn Reynolds Runn and was the guy who tapped out at All or Nothing and cost his team the EurAsian Title. It's quite obvious you're trying to keep me out of the Lottery, and I want my match changed immediately.

Bateman: You got a lot of balls coming in here and talking to me like that. I have much bigger issues on my hands – I have a madman and his cronies threatening to take over MY company, and you want to storm in here and bitch about your tag team partner? Give me a break!

Overlast: No, you give ME a break! For weeks, I have gone on your C-rate show in front of your mindless fans and convincingly beaten the talentless bums that you employ. Then you insult me even more by making me wear a tuxedo and try to strip down another man in order to win a meaningless match. After all that, I finally get a chance to do something big and you stick me with a jobber and expect me to carry the team?

Bateman: First off, you haven't beaten anyone convincingly. You cheated to beat the Internet Warrior, and then you had to use cable cutters to take off Scumm's tux –

Overlast: That's called being resourceful, opportunistic and smart. But then again, you wouldn't know about having any of those traits, considering you got outbid by Ty for the other half of the company.

Bateman: Well, funny guy, if you're so smart, you'll find a way to make it work with Hammond. Now, get the hell out of my office!

Overlast looks down at some papers on Bateman's desk, then stands up, reaches across and pushes them off the desk and to the floor. Bateman stands up and is about to speak, but Overlast cuts him off.

Overlast: You better hope Hammond and I lose because if we win this match, I will go on to win the Lethal Lottery. And then I'll make what Ty and the Apostles have done to you look like child's play.

With that, Overlast takes a pair of scissors off of Bateman's desk and cuts off the end of his tie. He turns around and storms out of Bateman's office, slamming the door shut behind him. As he walks down the hallway and turns the corner, he comes across Rebecca Serra, who's filming a backstage segment for WZCW.com. She stops him.

Serra: Mick, any chance I can talk to you about your Lethal Lottery qualifying match?

Overlast looks peeved as he stops and stares into the camera, then slowly turns to face Becky.

Overlast: I just bitched Bateman out over the guy I'll be teaming with, so I really don't want to go any further, but I will say this.

Overlast slowly turns his gaze back to the camera as he resumes speaking.

Overlast: Scott Hammond, you better not cost me my shot at the Lottery. I plan on bringing my A-game to Ascension, and I expect the same from you since we both have the Lottery in our sights. Also, Blade, I know you and Hammond are trying to get me on your side, but just because I'm teaming with him at Ascension does not mean I have any interest in joining your feeble crusade.

Serra: What about your opponents, Chris Beckford and Brad Bomb?

Overlast: I'm not worried about either of them. They almost fell over each other trying to beat Darren Bull, for God's sake. Brad Bomb is a goody-two-shoes who wants to “fight the clean fight” and earn people's respect. Frankly, I'm here to win championships; I don't give a shit if people respect me. He'll learn that if he wants to get anywhere in this business, he needs to have a backbone.

As for Beckford? Well, let's just say he wishes he could be on my career path. He's been toiling in mediocrity for three years, never being able to reach main event status, while I'm on the fast track to headlining Kingdom Come. May I remind you, Becky, that I have yet to be pinned on WZCW television?

Serra: I'm well aware of that, Mick.

Overlast: Good. Then it only makes sense that Beckford and Bomb have no business being in the ring with me. As long as Hammond doesn't get in my way, I will win this match and earn my rightful spot in the Lethal Lottery. The rest will become history.

Overlast walks out of the shot, leaving Becky to finish the segment on her own.

 

[Leeds Guy]

*The scene opens with Chris Beckford wearing his wrestling attire in a wrestling ring. The wrestling ring is located in the center of a gym. The gym is very high class with various pieces of equipment scattered around different areas. In the ring we can see Beckford is wrestling against his sparring partner Joe Metcalf. Beckford is looking for ways to throw him over the top rope but Metcalf is continuing to resist. After repeated try’s Beckford seems to have given in to frustration and hits Metcalf with the Cross Drop before throwing him over the top rope. Beckford realizes what he's just done and climbs out of the ring to check on Metcalf who is completely knocked out. Beckford walks towards one of the punching bags in the gym and gives it a hard right hand shot. Obviously frustrated with himself he bangs the wall with his hand as he continues walking towards the locker room area.

In the locker room, Beckford sits on one of the benches and takes a swig of his energy drink. He takes a towel and wipes sweat away from his face before taking a moment to compose himself. He opens his locker and checks his I-Phone for any messages or missed calls then returns the bench. Moments pass and we see a familiar figure in the doorway of the locker room.*

Madison: So this is where the biggest loser in WZCW is hanging out huh?

*Beckford looks up to notice Stacey Madison, he barely acknowledges her before she invites herself into the room.*

Madison: Figures. I suppose you'll be keeping up with this training regime you have for the Lethal Lottery. It won't matter though, you won't win.

Beckford: Well thank you for your opinion Stacey, but don't you have to get drunk and flirt with Blade some more this week?

Madison: Oh so you heard about me getting a little drunk last week? I thought you didn't notice anything outside of the 'Chris Beckford bubble.'

Beckford: Well I heard you were staggering about with a bottle of wine and you were seen hand in hand with Blade. Hey we're all allowed to have a personal life, I'm just feeling sorry for poor Scotty Hammond. He and Blade haven't even been together that long.

Madison: I don't think you should be feeling sorry for Scott. In fact if I was you I'd be much more worried considering you and Brad Bomb are teaming up to face him and Mick Overlast.

Beckford: You mean Overlist right?

*Stacey doesn't look too please at Beckford mocking her, however she just smirks and carries on with her opinion.*

Madison: The point is considering you and Brad Bomb didn't have the easiest of weeks as you struggled against one man. Perhaps you should be a little concerned with your partner.

Beckford: Ok, It was pretty obvious to me and Brad that we would have easily won the match against Bull last week had their not been that stipulation about the victor qualifying for the Lethal Lottery. In fact it's Bateman’s fault that Brad and I came to blows, if he had stated from the start that we would both be in the Lottery if our team won, the match would have been over far quicker. I have to give some credit to Darren Bull though, he wrestled well considering the circumstances. As for me and Bomb, now that we've qualified for the Lethal Lottery I think you'll find we get along just fine.

*Beckford stands up and leaves the locker room, Stacey follows him and is still talking as he heads back towards the ring.*

Madison: Well what about you're opponents? Scott Hammond has beaten you up with Blade so many times over the past few months and with Mick Overlast rumored to be the man Blade wants Scott to use as his tag team partner at the lottery, you've got to notice a strange sense of deja vu about this whole situation.

Beckford: You know Stacey you're right. The last time Blade tried to recruit someone I gave him the benefit of the doubt and I got my ass kicked as a result of that. I thought nobody would be that foolish to align themselves with Blade. Alas Scott Hammond proved to be that foolish and what we have today is the result of that. I won't be making the same mistake with Mick Overlast. Will he join Blade or won't he? Will he or won't he be Scott Hammonds partner against Runn Reynolds Runn? I don't care. The way I see it is he's on the opposition team at Ascension and come the end of the night I'll be having my hand raised in victory.

*Beckford and Stacey get to the ring and Beckford climbs in, he stops and looks out for a few moments before walking round the edges of the ring. He returns to the middle of the ring as Stacey remains outside.*

Beckford: You see Stacey, now I've qualified for Lethal Lottery what happens until then is irrelevant. I will go into the lottery with whatever number I have and do what I can to win. I've been training harder than I ever have before, I'm focused on one thing and one thing only...That main event spot at Kingdom Come. For three years I've sat by and watched people surpass me to the main event. Yes those people deserved it, but now is my time to prove that I deserve it. People have started referring to me as a career mid-carder...unable to take that next big step, I aim to prove them wrong. It starts at Ascension, where Brad and I dismantle Hammond and Overlast and continues until Kingdom Come. My time is now.

Madison: Yeah, yeah we've heard this all before. You won't win Lethal Lottery there are far more talented people in this match. Ty, Barbosa, Gordito, Everest plus many more guys who have been in the main event.

Beckford: So that makes me the underdog, that's fine. I enjoy being the underdog. There's nothing wrong with that. Look at the recent NFL match between the 49ers and the Saints. Nobody thought the 49ers would win but they found some way to win, that's what I'll do. I’ve got that never say die mentality right now.

Madison: They also got beat in the conference finals by the New York Giants, not really a great comparison was it?

Beckford: Hey, I’ll take it one match at a time Stacey. Getting to Kingdom Come is the priority at the moment, I'll worry about the big match when I get there. Why don't you come and join me in the ring

*Beckford motions for Stacey to join him in the ring, Stacey responds with a very adamant shake of the head. *

Beckford: What's wrong Stacey, I'm not going to hurt you I just want to show you something... Although I am down a sparring partner at the moment.

*Beckford chuckles before Stacey reluctantly climbs up onto the apron and into the ring. She stands in front of Beckford and to her credit doesn't seem intimidated at all.*

Beckford: I want you to look at where you have just come from, look at the floor. From in here it doesn't seem to be much but knowing that you're about to hit that floor and your dreams of headlining the biggest PPV of the year is over is devastating. I can not let that happen. Everything that happens from now on is all about that main event at Kingdom Come. Come Ascension I’ll show you, Brad, Scott, Mick and the rest of the WZCW locker room that I am worthy of winning the Lethal Lottery.

*The Scene Fades*

 

[newc868]

Let's see. Do I have everything? Change of clothes. Check. Toiletries. Check. Passport. Check. Tickets. Check. Other stuff in general. Check. Right let's get the hell out of here. Oh god not right now Leon. Do you really want to interview me right now. You're in a rush. You're in a rush. You're in a rush.

"Hey Brad, can I get a few words about what happened out there? A lot of people are saying you did that on purpose." They're saying what? How dare they?! Alright keep calm and answer carefully.

"It was an accident Leon. I didn't mean to crotch Chris out there, I just wasn't aware of where he was, let's be fair, I'd just taken a nice kick to the head and was recovering. In the end we still got our win and we're BOTH in the Lethal Lottery match." That should be enough.

"I've been informed that you'll be pairing off with Beckford again next week. Any thoughts about this?" Why do they tell him first and not me? Damn I hate Bateman. Right, answer this question and get going.

"I think I could do a hell of a lot worse for a tag partner and no offence to Darren Bull but he wasn't really a test as to what we can do as a team. Now if you excuse me, I've got a flight to catch."

"Ok. Thanks Brad, that was great."

"No problem Leon, any time." WHY ARE YOU SO POLITE? You couldn't have been any less interested in doing that interview. Urgh. Anyways, let's get going. I should make it with enough time to spare as long as nothing goes wrong. Ok where did I park again... oh yeah just over there. This car was a piece of shit. I wish I'd kept the Prius. Let's just throw my bag in the back and get in the driver's seat. Key in the ignition. Pop it in reverse. Do a simple move... oh son of a bitch, what did I just hit...

Oh for the love of Michael Winters. Who parked their car so recklessly?! I mean what idiot parks like that... Urgh I wish that alarm would shut up. Shut up. Shut up. I don't need this right now.

"HEY!" Oh god no... why did it have to be his car? "Hey. What the hell you think you're doing?"

"Hey Chris. It was an accident I swear, I was just reversing and clipped the back of your car and"

"Just an accident? Just like when you crotched me on the top rope earlier tonight." Why did he bring that up? "You could've cost me a place in the Lethal Lottery."

"Hey, I think you'll find I won you a place in that match." Ha! Eat that!

"I already had it won - had you not taken me out!"

"I told you it was an accident! At least it didn't cost us the match. We're both still in the Lethal Lottery are we not?!"

"Yeah but that's not the point! I thought you were supposed to be one of the good guys. Honour. Respect. And you do that to me?"

"I didn't mean to! I was trying to get back on the apron. Just in case you were struggling."

"But I wasn't, I was ready to win us the match!"

"Would you get over it already? And could you please shut that car up?!"

"OK!" Thank god for that. Now hopefully I can think properly.

"Look. I'm sorry for what happened out there. I truly am. I've already had people go at me on Twitter, calling me selfish. In it for myself. Ecetera ectera. I don't need someone else come at me." Hoepfully he'll chill out now as well... hopefully.

"I'm sorry too man. I've had a lot on what with Hammond and Blade and we're all yet to find out what Myles being brought out by Ty means. It's a strange time in WZCW." Phew. At least he seems on the same page.

"Stranger than usual? Bateman's gone mad with trying to bring down Ty and this a dynamic none of us need. Even Blade and Hammond seem against Ty. It's weird. Everyone is out for themselves you know. Maybe it's just that time of year, what with Lethal Lottery around the corner."

"Yeah. Every man for himself. Fighting to main event Kingdom Come. The dream for any of us in the business, ay?" This is the Beckford I know.

"Exactly. In the mean time though, everyone seems to be pairing off and grouping together. The Apostles. Blade, Hammond and Overlast. Holmes and Constantine. Saxton and Saboteur."

"Makes for an interesting dynamic don't you think?" Why has it been so hard to find a like minded individual like Beckford in this place?

"They'll all turn on each other at some point though. I hate to admit it but that's just how things go round here. Why share the glory when you can have your own? Everyone gets greedy at some point. Whether they want to admit it or not."

"Yeah. These alliances that we're seeing formed. They're fragile. The cracks will appear soon enough."

"In the meantime though, they seem to be working wonders. Which reminds me. We have another match together next week. You mind if I grab your phone number or something so we can discuss what to do about our opponents... and the costs for replacing your tail light as well."

"Haha. Yeah sure man. No problem. Maybe we'll have two opponents instead of one next week. Although I wouldn't be complaining if we had another handicap match. It'd be nice to have a head of steam heading into Lethal Lottery and all."

"Yeah. That's what we're all looking for. Cheers for the number man. I'll make sure to call you at some point. It's been great chatting, even if it wasn't for the ideal reasons to begin with."

"Well I look forward to it. I'll see you around man."

"See you around." Right. Get back in this car and get going. You'll miss your flight otherwise. That's it, right let's going back home. Home sweet home.