sVo Showdown 214
Live on the Sanctioned Violence Network
Goodfellas Casino Arena, Las Vegas, Nevada
2nd February 2025
[The cameras open to a sweeping shot of the Goodfellas Casino Arena in Las Vegas, Nevada, as fireworks explode across the entrance stage. The crowd is electric, holding up signs and cheering as the familiar sVo Showdown theme music blares through the speakers. The camera pans across the packed house before cutting to ringside, where the commentary team of Julian Fiasco and Jeremiah Sloan are seated, ready to call the action.]
Julian Fiasco: “It’s Sunday night, we’re live from the Goodfellas Casino Arena, and it’s time for another action-packed edition of sVo Showdown! Welcome, everyone—I’m Julian Fiasco alongside my broadcast partner Jeremiah Sloan, and after what went down last week, we are in for one hell of a night!”
Jeremiah Sloan: “No doubt about it, Julian! We saw Danny Domino retain his sVo Championship against Kenneth D Williams last week, but it wasn’t without some underhanded help from Generation Joint’s Jay Adder and Jacob Izaz! Williams is sure to be looking for payback tonight, and I can’t wait to see how that unfolds!”
Julian Fiasco: “That’s not all! The tension between sVo Champion Danny Domino and ‘The Miami Maverick’ Carlos Vasquez continues to build—could Vasquez be the next challenger for the title? And what about Victor Holland, who has been fighting an uphill battle against Blood Money? Last week, Holland took down Nicky Columbo, but once again found himself on the receiving end of a brutal gang-style beatdown from Moretti and his crew. Is tonight the night he finally gets some backup?”
Jeremiah Sloan: “And don’t forget about our huge main event tonight! Jay Adder steps into the ring one-on-one with Carlos Vasquez, and with Adder’s newfound alliance with Danny Domino, you have to wonder what tricks he’ll have up his sleeve to take down the Miami Maverick!”
Julian Fiasco: *“It’s going to be a wild night, folks! Buckle up, because Showdown 214 starts *RIGHT NOW!”
Ringside
Looking for Revenge
[The arena lights dim for a moment before “The Human Highlight Reel” Kenneth D Williams’ entrance theme hits, sending the crowd into a frenzy. Williams storms out onto the stage, clearly furious, before marching down the ramp with a microphone already in hand. He slides into the ring and paces back and forth, his jaw clenched as the fans continue to cheer him on.]
Kenneth D Williams: “I’ve had a week to think about what happened, a week to replay that moment over and over in my head… and I’m still just as pissed off as I was when it happened!”
[Williams grips the mic tighter, his expression fierce.]
Kenneth D Williams: “Jay Adder. Jacob Izaz. I brought you two into the spotlight. I had your backs through thick and thin, and this—THIS—is how you repay me? By costing me my shot at the sVo Championship? By sticking your noses where they don’t belong just to help out that coward Danny Domino?”
[The fans boo at the mention of Adder and Izaz, while a “You Deserve Better!” chant starts to pick up in the crowd.]
Kenneth D Williams: *“I hope it was worth it, because I promise you this—I will hunt you down for the rest of my career if I have to. I don’t care where, I don’t care when… whether it’s in the ring, in the locker room, or even out on the damn Las Vegas Strip—I *WILL* get my revenge on both of you!”*
[The crowd roars as Williams slams his fist against his chest, his intensity radiating through the arena.]
Kenneth D Williams: “So Adder, Izaz, do yourselves a favour—keep looking over your shoulders. Because I am coming for you. And when I catch you? It’s not gonna be pretty.”
[Williams throws the microphone to the mat with force before stepping out of the ring. As he makes his way up the ramp, he turns back to look at the crowd, raising his fist in defiance as the fans cheer him on. He disappears backstage, leaving a fired-up audience ready for whatever comes next.]
Backstage
Almost Impressive
[The camera fades into the backstage area where Blood Money—Anthony Moretti, Joe Barone, Junior Gambino, and Nicky Columbo—are entering the arena, all dressed in their signature mafia-inspired attire. They walk with an air of dominance, heads held high, and the usual smug expressions on their faces. They stop momentarily as the camera begins rolling.]
Anthony Moretti (laughing softly): “I can’t believe this guy, Victor Holland. What’s his deal? Every time we take him out, we leave him lying, and yet… he keeps crawling back for more. It’s almost impressive if it wasn’t so pathetic.”
[The rest of the group chuckles as they begin walking down the hall, clearly not concerned with Holland’s defiance.]
Joe Barone: “He’s got a lot of heart, I’ll give him that. But that’s about it. He’s just too stupid to know when to quit.”
Junior Gambino (shrugging): “It’s like he’s asking for more. We’ve been whooping him left and right, and yet, here he is, trying to act like he’s some kind of hero. It’s honestly getting old.”
Nicky Columbo (shaking his head): “You’d think after the last couple beatings, he’d get the message. But no… still out there trying to play the tough guy.”
[Moretti stops walking for a moment, glancing back at the group with a sinister smirk on his face.]
Anthony Moretti: “Let him keep thinking that way. The attacks aren’t stopping, not until he comes crawling to us and apologises for disrespecting us.”
[He pauses for a moment before continuing.]
Anthony Moretti (laughing darkly): “Until then, we keep making his life miserable. The more we do it, the more he’ll realise just how out of his league he is. It’s time to teach Victor Holland just how small he really is.”
Joe Barone (grinning): “I like that idea. Let’s keep breaking him down, piece by piece.”
Junior Gambino: “Once we’re done with him, he won’t even remember what a fighting chance looked like.”
[The camera focuses on Moretti as he looks at his group with a confident, almost malicious gaze.]
Anthony Moretti (smirking): “Exactly. Blood Money doesn’t forgive and doesn’t forget. We just collect.”
[With that, the group turns and continues walking down the hallway, their footsteps echoing ominously as they head towards their next destination, fully intent on continuing their reign of terror over Victor Holland.]
Single Match
Jake Blackwood vs. Puck
Backstage
The Rogan Effect
[The camera fades into a backstage interview setup where Katie Smith is standing by, holding a microphone. She’s about to interview Alex Sterling, the Las Vegas Champion, ahead of his match against Noah Rogan later tonight. Sterling is standing confidently with his belt draped over his shoulder, wearing a cocky smirk.]
Katie Smith: “I’m here with the Las Vegas Champion, Alex Sterling. Alex, tonight you face Noah Rogan. He’s certainly been on a roll recently, but you’ve held this title for a while now. Do you think Rogan can pose a real threat to your reign?”
[Alex Sterling adjusts the title on his shoulder, glancing at Katie with an arrogant look.]
Alex Sterling: “Katie, Katie, Katie… You really think Rogan is anything more than a speed bump on the road to greatness? This title? It’s mine, and nobody—not him, not anyone else—is going to take it away from me. Sure, Rogan’s been winning a few matches, but let’s be real, he hasn’t faced anyone of my calibre. I’ve been dominating this division, and tonight, well, it’ll be no different.”
[He shrugs with indifference, as though it’s just another easy night at the office.]
Alex Sterling: “This is the Las Vegas Championship, Katie. It’s the top title in this company, and I’m the man who holds it. I’ve proven time and time again that I’m the best, and Rogan? He’s just another guy trying to make a name for himself at my expense. But trust me, he won’t get that chance. I’ll make sure of it.”
[As Sterling continues to talk, Dylan MacLeod, the sVo Roulette Champion, suddenly appears in the shot, stepping up behind Sterling with an unimpressed look on his face. He interrupts the interview with a voice laced with frustration.]
Dylan MacLeod: “Hold on, hold on a second, Alex. You’ve been out here running your mouth about Rogan, but you’ve been dodging me for weeks. You’ve been fighting easy opponents and avoiding the real challenge. You’ve seen what I can do, and it’s about time you stepped up and faced someone who’s actually worthy of a match with you.”
[Sterling turns around, looking down at MacLeod with a smug grin.]
Alex Sterling: “Oh, Dylan… You think I’m ducking you? Please. You’ve got the Roulette Championship now, so just be happy with that. Stick to spinning your wheel and fighting whoever comes up next. The Las Vegas Championship? That’s for the big boys, not for someone like you.”
Dylan MacLeod: “Don’t kid yourself, Sterling. I’ve got what it takes to challenge you. And you know it. If you want to call yourself the best, then stop hiding behind easy matches and give me a shot. You’re just scared I might take your title from you.”
[Sterling laughs at MacLeod’s challenge, shaking his head.]
Alex Sterling: “Scared? Ha! If you want to fight me so bad, then keep dreaming. I’m focused on Rogan tonight, but maybe you’ll get a chance to face me when you’ve actually earned it. Until then? Stick to spinning that wheel, kid. The big boys don’t have time for you.”
[MacLeod glares at Sterling, clearly frustrated, but he doesn’t back down.]
Dylan MacLeod: “You won’t be able to run forever, Sterling. One day, you’ll have to face me, and I’ll be ready.”
[MacLeod walks off, leaving Sterling with a dismissive chuckle as the camera zooms in on the Las Vegas Championship hanging over his shoulder.]
Alex Sterling (smirking to the camera): “Let him talk. He’s irrelevant. Tonight, I handle Rogan. And when I’m done with him, maybe I’ll think about what MacLeod has to say. But for now, I’ve got bigger fish to fry.”
[The camera fades out as Sterling adjusts his title once again and walks off, confident and unaffected by the challenge laid out by MacLeod.]
Single Match
Dave Miller vs. Lucas Sexton
Backstage
Allies
[The camera cuts backstage to a private corner of the arena. Jay Adder and Jacob Izaz, the two members of Generation Joint, are standing near a set of lockers, talking in low voices. They look visibly agitated, clearly discussing something important.]
Jay Adder: “You heard what Kenneth D Williams said earlier, right? This guy’s been talking a big game about coming after us. You saw the way he looked at us tonight. He’s not just letting this go.”
Jacob Izaz: “Yeah, I heard him. He wants revenge, and he’s not gonna stop until he gets it. But he’s making a mistake if he thinks he can take us down just like that.”
Jay Adder: “We’ve got bigger things to worry about, though. Like Carlos Vasquez tonight. He’s the one we need to take care of, and I’ll make sure he doesn’t get the best of us. We can’t let that idiot Williams get in our heads.”
[As the two continue to strategise, the sound of footsteps approaches. The camera pans to reveal sVo Champion Danny Domino, walking confidently down the hall, his championship belt gleaming over his shoulder. He stops just a few feet from Adder and Izaz, giving them a smirk as he assesses the situation.]
Danny Domino: “I couldn’t help but overhear you two talking. You’re worried about Williams, huh? I get it—he’s a bit of a problem right now.”
[Izaz glares at Domino, not amused.]
Jacob Izaz: “We’ve got this under control, Danny. Don’t worry about it.”
Danny Domino: “I’m sure you do, but let me make you a little offer.”
[Adder raises an eyebrow, intrigued.]
Jay Adder: “What are you offering, Domino?”
Danny Domino: “Here’s the deal: If you two can handle Carlos Vasquez in the main event tonight, I’ll take care of your little Kenneth D Williams problem. Consider it… a favour.”
[The two members of Generation Joint look at each other, considering Domino’s offer.]
Jacob Izaz: “You want us to do the dirty work for you, huh? What’s the catch?”
Danny Domino: “No catch. You two take care of Vasquez, and I’ll handle Williams. I’ve got a lot on my plate with the sVo Championship, but I know how to make sure Williams stays out of your way for good.”
Jay Adder: “Interesting offer, Domino. You help us with Williams, and we make sure Vasquez is done tonight. Sounds like a deal.”
[Domino grins, extending his hand toward Adder.]
Danny Domino: “Good. I’ll leave it to you two to make sure Vasquez doesn’t leave that ring without feeling like he’s been hit by a truck. But remember, when I help you, I expect something in return.”
[Jay Adder and Jacob Izaz exchange a knowing glance, before shaking Domino’s hand.]
Jay Adder: “Don’t worry. We know what you want, and we’ll deliver. Vasquez won’t know what hit him.”
[Domino nods and walks off, leaving Adder and Izaz standing in the locker room, more focused than ever.]
Jacob Izaz: “Let’s show Vasquez what happens when you get on the wrong side of Generation Joint.”
[The camera pans out as the two men share a determined look, and the segment ends.]
Single Match
Alex Sterling vs. Noah Rogan
Backstage
Be A Star
[The camera cuts backstage to a quiet hallway. Victor Holland is standing by, focused and ready for his match against Bronson Johnson later in the night. The sVo interviewer Katie Smith approaches him, microphone in hand, ready to get a few words before his big match.]
Katie Smith: “Victor, thank you for joining me. We’ve seen the ongoing tensions between you and Blood Money, and it seems like their attacks on you have only escalated. Tonight, you face Bronson Johnson in a big match, but I have to ask — do you have any intention of apologising to Blood Money for what they claim is your disrespect?”
[Holland’s face hardens as he listens to Smith’s question, his jaw tightening slightly. He looks into the camera as he responds, his voice calm but unwavering.]
Victor Holland: “Apologise? For disrespecting Blood Money? No, Katie, I didn’t disrespect them. I simply called it like I saw it. If they took offense to me standing up to them and calling them out for what they are, then that’s on them — not me.”
[He takes a moment to collect his thoughts, his expression filled with determination.]
Victor Holland: “But even if I had disrespected them — even if I had said something that ruffled their feathers — I’m not going to back down from a bunch of bullies. Blood Money, Moretti, Barone, they can try to intimidate me, they can attack me week after week, but they’re not going to get what they want. I’m not apologising for standing up for myself. I’m not apologising for fighting for my respect.”
[Holland looks directly into the camera now, his gaze intense.]
Victor Holland: “And tonight? Well, tonight it’s about Bronson Johnson. He’s in my way, but this is bigger than just him. This is about me showing Blood Money and anyone else that I’m not some easy target. I’ll keep fighting, no matter what they throw at me.”
[Smith nods, clearly impressed by Holland’s resolve, but she presses on with her next question.]
Katie Smith: “You certainly aren’t backing down. But what happens if Blood Money does get involved in your match tonight? How do you plan to deal with them?”
[Holland’s eyes narrow with determination.]
Victor Holland: “If Blood Money tries to get involved, they’ll regret it. They want to make this personal? Well, I’m ready to make it personal too. I’m not scared of them. I’ll take the fight to them any way I have to. And as for Bronson? He’s just the first step.”
[Victor Holland walks off as Katie Smith watches him go, leaving a trail of confidence in his wake. The camera lingers for a moment on her before cutting back to the action.]
Katie Smith: “There you have it, folks. Victor Holland is ready to prove that he’s not backing down from anyone, least of all Blood Money. Let’s see how tonight unfolds.”
[The camera fades to black as the segment ends.]
Single Match
Victor Holland vs. Bronson Johnson
Ringside
Here We Go Again
[The camera cuts to the ring where Victor Holland has just been declared the winner of his match against Bronson Johnson. The crowd erupts in cheers as Holland stands tall, his arm raised in victory. He nods in approval of the win, a look of determination on his face as the fans chant his name.]
Crowd: “Holland! Holland! Holland!”
[Holland takes a moment to soak in the crowd’s support, but his celebration is cut short as the lights in the arena flicker. The mood in the building shifts as Blood Money (Anthony Moretti, Joe Barone, Junior Gambino, and Nicky Columbo) make their way down the ramp. The fans immediately start booing as the four men enter the ring, their malicious intentions clear.]
Julian Fiasco: “Here we go… we knew this was coming, didn’t we, Jeremiah? Blood Money just can’t stand that Victor Holland is still standing strong after everything they’ve thrown at him.”
Jeremiah Sloan: “Victor Holland may have won tonight, but he’s about to pay the price for disrespecting these men. It’s four on one, and we’ve seen just how dangerous Blood Money can be when they’re in full force.”
[As the group steps into the ring, Anthony Moretti smirks as he gestures to Holland, who is still trying to process the situation.]
Anthony Moretti: “You think you’ve got the upper hand, huh, Victor? You think you can take us on, one by one? You’re a fool if you think we’re just going to let you walk away with that win, unscathed.”
[With that, Joe Barone and Nicky Columbo charge towards Holland, knocking him back into the ropes. They start unloading a barrage of punches, while Junior Gambino stands back, clearly enjoying the chaos. Moretti smirks, clearly satisfied with the destruction his group is causing.]
Julian Fiasco: “This is disgusting! Blood Money are laying waste to Victor Holland, and there’s no one to stop them!”
[As the beatdown continues, Moretti grabs a microphone and steps closer to Holland, who is being held by Barone and Columbo, struggling to fight back.]
Anthony Moretti: “You want to keep fighting us, Victor? You want to act like you’re a big shot? Well, this is the reality of facing Blood Money! You’re not on our level, and we’ll continue to remind you just how outmatched you are!”
[Moretti takes a step back as Joe Barone and Nicky Columbo continue to stomp on Holland, leaving him helpless on the mat. Junior Gambino joins in, kicking him in the ribs.]
Jeremiah Sloan: “This is sick! These men have no respect, no mercy. They’ve beaten down Holland time and time again, and now they’re sending a message to anyone else who dares to challenge them!”
Backstage
Stay Away
[The camera cuts backstage, where Carlos Vasquez is sitting on a bench in the locker room, taping his wrists ahead of his main event match against Jay Adder. The camera focuses on his intense expression as he prepares for the upcoming battle.]
Julian Fiasco: “It’s almost time for our main event, folks. Carlos Vasquez is preparing to go one-on-one with Jay Adder, and there’s no doubt that this is going to be an explosive encounter.”
Jeremiah Sloan: “You’ve got that right, Julian. Adder is hungry for a win, but Vasquez isn’t someone you take lightly. Both of these men have something to prove tonight.”
[The door to the locker room opens, and Kenneth D Williams walks in, his eyes fixed on Vasquez as he approaches.]
Kenneth D Williams: “You’re facing Adder tonight, huh? Good luck with that.”
[Vasquez doesn’t look up at first as he finishes taping his wrists. He knows who it is but doesn’t bother to make eye contact.]
Carlos Vasquez: “Listen, Williams. I don’t care what kind of beef you’ve got with Adder. You keep your nose out of my business tonight. I’ve got my own fight, and I don’t need any distractions.”
[Vasquez finally looks up, locking eyes with Williams, who stands confidently in front of him.]
Kenneth D Williams: “I wasn’t planning on interfering. But I’m just letting you know… Adder’s a problem. I get it. You’ve got a lot of reasons to go after him, but you don’t want me to get involved.”
[Vasquez smirks slightly, shaking his head.]
Carlos Vasquez: “I’ve handled worse than him, trust me. As for you? Well, it’s a good thing you didn’t win against Domino last week. You’d have lost that title again in a few weeks anyway. Domino’s not going to let you keep that belt for long. But if you want to keep your head in the game, just focus on your own thing… and let me handle Adder.”
[Williams raises an eyebrow at the comment, clearly not pleased with the implication.]
Kenneth D Williams: “Is that so? Well, maybe you’re right. Maybe I wouldn’t have held onto it. But you’re underestimating me. As for Adder… I’ll let you have your match tonight. But don’t be surprised if I get involved down the line. You and me? We’re both eyeing that top spot, Carlos.”
[Vasquez stands up now, his posture exuding confidence.]
Carlos Vasquez: “We’ll see about that, Williams. But tonight’s my night, and Jay Adder’s gonna feel the heat. You stay out of my way, and we’ll see who comes out on top.”
[The two men stare each other down for a moment, the tension palpable. Williams looks at Vasquez with a calculating expression before nodding slowly.]
Kenneth D Williams: “Fine, just remember what I said. Watch your back, Vasquez. It’s a jungle out there.”
[Vasquez scoffs and turns to walk out of the room.]
Carlos Vasquez: “I’m not worried about the jungle. I’ve got this under control.”
[Williams watches him go with a smirk, his eyes narrowing as he leans against the wall, deep in thought.]
Jeremiah Sloan: “A lot of tension between these two, Julian. It looks like Vasquez has his mind on Adder tonight, but Williams seems like he’s not done stirring the pot.”
Julian Fiasco: “This could get very interesting. Vasquez has got a huge challenge in front of him with Adder tonight, maybe he could do with the help of Kenneth D Williams if things go south, but he isn’t exactly welcoming to the thought of that alliance.”
[The camera fades as we prepare for the main event.]
Single Match
Jay Adder vs. Carlos Vasquez
Ringside
The War is Just Beginning
[The bell rings as Carlos Vasquez stands tall in the middle of the ring, breathing heavily but victorious after defeating Jay Adder in a hard-fought singles match. The fans are on their feet, cheering loudly for the Miami Maverick, but their cheers quickly turn into boos as Generation Joint (Jay Adder and Jacob Izaz) regroup on the outside of the ring and sVo Champion Danny Domino makes his way down the ramp.]
Julian Fiasco: “Carlos Vasquez has just earned a big victory, but now it looks like he’s got a whole lot more trouble coming his way. Generation Joint and Danny Domino are on the attack!”
Jeremiah Sloan: “Vasquez may have won the battle, but I think he’s about to get completely overwhelmed here!”
[As the trio enters the ring, Izaz and Adder begin attacking Vasquez, kicking him while he’s down. Danny Domino stands back, watching for a moment before joining in the assault, stomping away at Vasquez’s midsection. The fans boo loudly as the attack continues, and Vasquez struggles to defend himself against the three-on-one onslaught.]
Julian Fiasco: “This is disgusting! Vasquez has just beaten Adder, and now they’re jumping him like a pack of wolves! Where’s the justice?!”
Jeremiah Sloan: “This is what happens when you beat someone like Jay Adder, Julian. You’ve got a target on your back.”
[The camera pans to the crowd, and the chants begin: “Kenneth! Kenneth!” The fans are calling for Kenneth D Williams to come to the aid of his former rival. Suddenly, Williams rushes down the ramp with a steel chair in hand, eyes locked on the chaos in the ring.]
Julian Fiasco: “And here he comes! Kenneth D Williams is rushing to the ring, steel chair in hand! He’s not letting this injustice stand!”
[Williams slides into the ring and immediately starts swinging the chair, knocking Izaz and Adder away from Vasquez. The sound of the chair hitting the mat echoes through the arena as Domino looks on, backing away from the chaos. The fans erupt in cheers as Williams clears the ring, chasing off Generation Joint and sVo Champion Danny Domino.]
Jeremiah Sloan: “Williams is making his mark tonight! He’s saving Vasquez, and he’s not backing down!”
[Williams stands tall, holding the steel chair in one hand as he looks down at Carlos Vasquez, who is slowly getting to his feet. Vasquez looks a little surprised, but he nods in thanks to Williams, clearly accepting the help.]
Julian Fiasco: “What a sight! Williams and Vasquez, two men who’ve had their differences, standing side by side after the chaos of tonight’s show. But will this truce last, or is this just the beginning of something bigger?”
[Danny Domino and Generation Joint regroup on the outside, visibly frustrated by what just transpired. The camera focuses on Williams and Vasquez, who exchange a tense but mutual nod. Williams raises the steel chair in victory, causing the crowd to erupt in cheers once again.]
Jeremiah Sloan: “What a way to close the show! Kenneth D Williams makes his presence felt, and this battle between these two teams is far from over!”
[The camera slowly fades to black as Williams stands with his chair raised high, Vasquez by his side, while Generation Joint and Danny Domino glare from the outside, vowing to get revenge in the weeks to come.]
Julian Fiasco: “That’s all for tonight’s sVo Showdown! What an incredible night we’ve witnessed here in Las Vegas, but the war is just beginning!”
[The screen fades to the sVo logo as the show comes to a close.]
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