sVo Showdown 216
Live on the Sanctioned Violence Network
Goodfellas Casino Arena, Las Vegas, Nevada
16th February 2025
[The Goodfellas Casino Arena in Las Vegas, Nevada, is electric as the Sanctioned Violence Network broadcasts another huge episode of sVo Showdown! The camera pans across the rowdy crowd, signs waving and fans on their feet as the voice of Julian Fiasco kicks off the night.]
Julian Fiasco: “Ladies and gentlemen, we are LIVE from the Goodfellas Casino Arena in Las Vegas, Nevada, for another action-packed edition of sVo Showdown! I’m Julian Fiasco, alongside my partner, Jeremiah Sloan, and tonight promises to be a HUGE night as we are just ONE WEEK AWAY from Vendetta!”
Jeremiah Sloan: “That’s right, Julian! Tonight, we’ve got some high-stakes action, including a heated showdown between Carlos Vasquez and Jacob Izaz, just one week before Vasquez challenges Danny Domino for the sVo Championship at Vendetta! And let’s not forget—Dylan MacLeod puts his Roulette Championship on the line against Bronson Martinez tonight!”
[Just as Sloan is about to continue, the arena erupts in shock as the music of CJ Dreamer blasts through the speakers! The veteran Las Vegas competitor storms down the ramp, microphone already in hand, a furious expression on his face.]
CJ Dreamer: “Cut the damn music! I ain’t waiting another second! Last week, Danny Domino and his goons took me out backstage before I even had a chance to step into that main event! They tried to take me out of the equation—well, guess what? I’m still standing!”
[The fans cheer loudly as Dreamer paces the ring, fired up.]
CJ Dreamer: “So, here’s how this is gonna go… I want revenge, and I want it in the form of a sVo Championship match TONIGHT! And I’m telling you right now—this show ain’t starting until I get the answer I want!”
[The crowd erupts as Dreamer stands defiantly in the ring, waiting for a response. A few moments of confusion pass as the camera cuts to Julian Fiasco and Jeremiah Sloan at ringside, who look just as shocked as the fans.]
Julian Fiasco: “Whoa! CJ Dreamer is throwing down the challenge, but there’s no way the sVo Champion Danny Domino is going to agree to this… right?”
Jeremiah Sloan: “I don’t know, but Dreamer looks like he’s ready to hold this show hostage until he gets an answer!”
[Suddenly, the arena lights flicker, and the video screen above the entrance ramp comes to life, revealing sVo COO Amy Page, looking visibly annoyed.]
Amy Page: “CJ, I’ll give you credit—you’ve got guts, but you also don’t run this damn show! You want a shot at Danny Domino and the sVo Championship? FINE. You got it.* TONIGHT.** But now that you’ve gotten what you wanted, get the hell out of my ring and let’s start this damn show!”*
[The crowd EXPLODES as Dreamer smirks, nodding his head before tossing the mic to the mat. He rolls out of the ring, his message received loud and clear, while the commentators scramble to take in what just happened.]
Julian Fiasco: “Well, there you have it! It’s official—TONIGHT in our main event, CJ Dreamer will challenge Danny Domino for the sVo Championship!”
Jeremiah Sloan: “Dreamer wanted revenge, and now he’s got his shot! What a way to kick things off on the final Showdown before Vendetta! This could change the picture of the entire main event of the PPV if Dreamer wins tonight!”
[As the fans continue to buzz with excitement, the camera pans to the ring as the first match of the night is set to begin!]
Tag Team Match
Sin City Scoundrels vs. Patriot Act
Backstage
Really?
[The scene cuts backstage where Danny Domino, the sVo Champion, storms down the hallway, his face a picture of anger and frustration. He approaches the office of COO Amy Page, slamming the door open without even knocking. Standing in front of Page’s desk, he glares at her, fists clenched.]
Danny Domino: “Amy! What the hell is going on?! I was supposed to have a night off before Vendetta! And now you’re telling me I have to defend my damn sVo Championship against some washed-up, over-the-hill veteran like CJ Dreamer? You’ve got to be kidding me!”
[Amy Page remains cool and collected, not intimidated in the slightest by Domino’s outburst. She leans back in her chair, her hands folded on her desk.]
Amy Page: “Well, Danny, you’ve got yourself to blame for this. You didn’t exactly make things easy for anyone last week, did you? Attacking CJ Dreamer backstage was a mistake, and now, because of your actions, Dreamer has earned his shot at the sVo Championship TONIGHT.”
Danny Domino: “You’ve got to be kidding me! You’re punishing me for defending myself? That’s what this is, isn’t it?! I’m the damn sVo Champion, and you’re making me defend my title against a guy who’s clearly past his prime!”
Amy Page: “It’s simple, Danny—you made this bed. I’m just making you lie in it. Dreamer isn’t the one who started the problems. You did. Now you’re going to face the consequences. I don’t want to hear another word about it. Your match is happening whether you like it or not.”
[As Domino glares at her, the door opens behind him, and the enforcers Rick Reid and Scott Washington step into the frame, their imposing figures filling the doorway. Domino’s eyes narrow as he realizes there’s no way out of this situation.]
Danny Domino: “You’ve got to be kidding me. You’ve got those two goons here as back-up? You think you can intimidate me?”
Amy Page: “It’s not about intimidation, Danny. It’s about reminding you who’s in charge here. Now get out of my office, and get ready for your match.”
[Domino looks at Page, clearly weighing his options. After a few tense seconds, he scoffs and turns on his heel, storming out of the office. As he leaves, he shoots a venomous look toward Reid and Washington, who block his path.]
Amy Page: “Oh, and one more thing, Danny. If you even think about pulling any funny business during your match tonight, I’ll make sure it’s the last time you hold that sVo Championship. Are we clear?”
[Domino doesn’t respond, but the angry glare on his face says it all. He exits the scene, leaving Page with a small, satisfied smile. The camera lingers on her for a moment before cutting to a wide shot of the backstage area.]
Single Match
Clam Idia vs. Joe Barone
Ringside
Hit & Run
[The camera cuts to the ring where Joe Barone, The Problem Solver, is standing tall, his arm raised by the referee as the bell rings to signal his victory over Clam Idia. The fans are booing loudly as Barone soaks in the hate, a smug smile plastered across his face. He taunts the crowd, making a show of his victory and arrogantly brushing off any signs of criticism from the audience.]
Joe Barone (grinning): “What did I tell you? You’re all pathetic! You knew I’d beat him! And guess what, Clam? It’s just like everything else in this company—Blood Money always wins!”
[Barone’s words are met with another round of boos, but he seems to revel in it, savoring the hate as if it fuels him.]
Joe Barone: “And you know what? Nobody—NOBODY—can stop me! Not anyone back there, and certainly not some joke like…
[Suddenly, the fans’ boos intensify, but this time it’s not because of Barone. The sound of footsteps hitting the arena floor is heard, followed by the unmistakable whack of a steel chair connecting with a skull!]
THWACK!
[Barone’s smug expression immediately shifts to one of shock and pain as he collapses to the mat, clutching his head. Victor Holland emerges from the crowd, wielding a steel chair in his hand! The fans erupt in cheers as Holland stands over Barone, glaring down at him. Barone groggily rolls on the mat, trying to recover.]
Victor Holland (shouting): “This is for all the crap you and your boys have been putting me through the last few weeks! You think you can take me out? You think you can break me? Think again!”
[Before Barone can get to his feet, Holland quickly retreats into the crowd, clutching the steel chair with him as he disappears through the barricade. The fans are cheering wildly, but the celebration is short-lived. The rest of Blood Money—Anthony Moretti, Junior Gambino, and Nicky Columbo—rush down the entrance ramp, eyes locked on the ring and on the man who just attacked their comrade.]
Anthony Moretti (furious, yelling at Barone): “Get up, Joe! Get up!”
[As Moretti, Gambino, and Columbo reach the ring, they surround the downed Joe Barone, who is trying to pull himself up. The camera zooms in on his face, showing a mix of frustration and anger as he struggles to regain his composure.]
Junior Gambino (shouting): “Who does he think he is?! Victor Holland’s gonna pay for this!”
[Blood Money continues to storm the ring, as the camera cuts to the fans, who are still buzzing from Holland’s surprise attack. The scene is chaotic with the tension clearly building between Victor Holland and Blood Money.]
[The segment ends with Blood Money still in the ring, shouting for Holland as the camera cuts to a close-up of Barone, now visibly enraged.]
Backstage
Whoever, Whenever
The camera cuts to Katie Smith standing by with a microphone, ready to conduct an interview with the Miami Maverick, Carlos Vasquez. Vasquez stands confidently with his arms crossed, dressed in his signature flashy attire. His intense expression is accompanied by an air of bravado, channeling the energy of Tony Montana.
Katie Smith:
“Tonight, I have the pleasure of being joined by ‘the Miami Maverick,’ Carlos Vasquez. Now, Carlos, you’ve got a big match tonight against Jacob Izaz of Generation Joint, but first, I have to ask—what do you think about CJ Dreamer being granted a shot at Danny Domino and the sVo Championship tonight? You’re scheduled to face Domino for the title at Vendetta next week, and some are saying it’s a bit of a strange situation.”
Carlos Vasquez:
Vasquez chuckles and shakes his head, a smirk creeping across his face.
“Dreamer? Dreamer gettin’ a title shot? I don’t care who holds that belt, Katie. I’m gonna take it next week, no matter who’s in my way. Dreamer or Domino, makes no difference to me. I got my eyes on the prize. I’m the one who deserves that title, and I’ll take it just like I take everything else—by force.”
Katie Smith:
“That’s quite the statement, Carlos. Now, about your match tonight—Jacob Izaz, one of the men who attacked you last week with Generation Joint. You’ve made it clear that you want some payback, so what are you going to do to Izaz & Adder tonight?”
Carlos Vasquez:
Vasquez leans in slightly, his tone sharp and focused.
“You know what, Katie? I’ve been through worse than Adder and his little crew. They wanna jump me from behind last week, thinking they can intimidate me? Nah. Tonight, I’m gonna make Izaz regret ever putting his hands on me. I don’t care if it’s just him or the whole damn crew—I’ll take ‘em all down. When I’m done with Izaz, he’ll know why you don’t mess with the Miami Maverick.”
Vasquez smirks and turns to leave, his confidence exuding as he walks off-screen.
Katie Smith:
“Well, there you have it—Carlos Vasquez, ready for action tonight and more determined than ever to take the sVo Championship next week at Vendetta. Back to you, Julian and Jeremiah!”
The camera cuts back to the commentators as they prepare for the next segment.
Tag Team Match
The Southern Boys vs. The Canadian Connection
Backstage
Scared?
The camera cuts backstage where Katie Smith is standing by with the Las Vegas Champion, ‘the LA Luminary’ Alex Sterling. Sterling stands with his signature confident smirk, dressed in a tailored suit, the Las Vegas Championship belt draped over his shoulder.
Katie Smith:
“Hello, everyone, I’m here with the Las Vegas Champion, Alex Sterling. Alex, we’re just one week away from the Vendetta PPV, and there are a lot of rumors circulating that you’ve yet to confirm your opponent for the event. Any comments on that?”
Alex Sterling:
Sterling adjusts his belt and looks down at the gold, then back up at Katie with a smug expression.
“You know, Katie, people seem to think that I’m avoiding my responsibilities as champion. Let me make this clear—I don’t need to ‘confirm’ anything. I’m the best there is. Whoever it is, they’ll have to prove themselves worthy of even being in the ring with me. I don’t have time to waste on anyone who isn’t in my league. They’ll know when I’m ready to defend.”
Before Katie can respond, the door behind them swings open, and in walks the sVo Roulette Champion, Dylan MacLeod. He stops in his tracks and gives Sterling a mocking smile, crossing his arms.
Dylan MacLeod:
Teasingly
“Ah, there he is—‘the LA Luminary.’ Still too good for anyone, huh? You know, Alex, with all that talk about being the best, you sure seem to be avoiding putting that belt on the line at Vendetta. You scared, or just not interested in facing someone who could actually challenge you?”
Sterling’s smirk turns into a glare, his jaw tightening slightly, but he maintains his composed demeanor.
Alex Sterling:
Coldly
“Scared? You really think I’m scared of you, MacLeod? You’re the Roulette Champion, sure. But there’s a reason that belt’s not as prestigious as mine. You’ve got your little title, but the Las Vegas Championship? That’s the crown jewel of this company. If I defend it at Vendetta, it’ll be on my terms. And let’s face it—you’re not even on my radar, so don’t act like you’ve got something to prove here.”
Dylan MacLeod:
With a grin
“Sure, Alex. Whatever you say. But just remember, I’m here, I’m holding the Roulette Championship, and if you ever want to prove you’re the best, I’ll be waiting. Maybe you’re just too scared to face someone who’s actually got guts.”
Sterling steps closer to MacLeod, his voice low and measured, but filled with venom.
Alex Sterling:
“Don’t push me, MacLeod. You’re not on my level, and if you keep running your mouth, you might just get a shot at showing the world just how far beneath me you really are.”
Sterling turns and walks off, leaving MacLeod with a smirk on his face as Katie Smith looks on with intrigue.
Katie Smith:
“Well, it seems like tensions are rising between the Las Vegas Champion and the Roulette Champion. Could we see a showdown at Vendetta? We’ll find out in the coming days. Back to you, Julian and Jeremiah!”
The camera cuts back to the commentators as they prepare for the next segment.
Single Match
Jacob Izaz vs. Carlos Vasquez
Backstage
A True Vendetta
The camera cuts to a backstage area where ‘the Human Highlight Reel’ Kenneth D Williams is leaning against a wall, a wide grin on his face as he watches the replay of Carlos Vasquez’s victory over Jacob Izaz. He chuckles to himself, clearly enjoying the sight of his old rivals falling short.
Kenneth D Williams:
Chuckling to himself
“Man, that was too easy. Carlos is on fire, and those guys from Generation Joint? They just can’t get it done.”
At that moment, Katie Smith walks into the frame, holding a microphone and ready to get an interview with the man who’s been causing a lot of buzz lately.
Katie Smith:
“Kenneth, great to see you after another exciting victory for Carlos Vasquez tonight. With just one week until Vendetta, I have to ask—what’s next for you? Any plans for the PPV?”
Kenneth D Williams:
His grin turns into a confident smirk as he looks directly into the camera, addressing the audience as well as Katie.
“You see, Katie, I’ve been watching closely. I’ve been watching everything. I’ve been waiting. And now it’s time to take matters into my own hands. I’ve got some unfinished business with those jokers in Generation Joint, and I’m not waiting any longer.”
Williams stands up straight, his eyes focused, the cocky attitude still evident in his tone.
Kenneth D Williams:
“I’m putting it out there right now—next week at Vendetta, I want a match against anyone from Generation Joint. I don’t care who it is, but whoever has the guts to face me—bring it on. I’m here to show them why messing with me was the biggest mistake of their careers.”
Katie looks at Williams, surprised by his boldness and confidence.
Katie Smith:
“Wow, that’s a big challenge, Kenneth. I’m sure you’ve got a lot to prove, especially after everything that’s gone down with Generation Joint and your history with them.”
Kenneth D Williams:
Laughing
“Prove it? I’ve already proven more than enough. Now I’m just going to finish what I started. So let’s see who’s man enough to step into the ring with me at Vendetta. Because I’m going to leave them in a highlight reel of their own. A reel of pain.”
Williams walks off, leaving Katie Smith standing there, her expression one of surprise and intrigue as she watches him leave the scene.
Katie Smith:
“Well, there you have it, folks—Kenneth D Williams is ready for a showdown with anyone from Generation Joint at Vendetta. We’ll see if they accept his challenge. Back to you, Julian and Jeremiah.”
The camera cuts back to the commentators as they begin discussing the potential for more chaos at Vendetta.
sVo Roulette Championship Match
Dylan MacLeod (c) vs. Bronson Martinez
Backstage
A Vendetta Preview
The scene opens backstage in a chaotic area near the locker rooms. Michael and Lucas Sexton, the Sin City Scoundrels, are seen in a heated argument with Dave Miller and Dan Williams of the Southern Boys. The tension in the air is thick as words quickly turn into physical blows.
Michael Sexton (Sin City Scoundrels):
Shouting
“How about you two just admit it? You know you’ve got no chance against us next week! Those titles? They’re ours! You’re just in the way!”
Dan Williams (Southern Boys):
Snapping back
“Keep talkin’, Sexton. You’re gonna be real sorry when we run you outta here at Vendetta. We’ve been waitin’ a long time for this, and it’s about time we take those belts from you!”
Lucas Sexton steps forward, trying to shove Dan Williams, but Dave Miller intervenes, shoving Lucas right back. The Southern Boys rush forward, swinging wild punches as a brawl erupts between the two teams.
Lucas Sexton (Sin City Scoundrels):
Grinning, trying to throw punches at Miller
“Big talk from a couple of backwoods hicks! Let’s see what you’ve got when we really get our hands on you!”
Dave Miller (Southern Boys):
Laughing, holding Lucas back
“You’re gonna see real soon what happens when you mess with us, you arrogant sons of guns!”
The chaos intensifies as both teams start throwing fists, kicking, and shoving each other. The Sin City Scoundrels fight back fiercely, but the Southern Boys are quick to match their aggression. Security and backstage officials rush in, trying to separate the two teams as they continue to brawl and exchange insults.
Michael Sexton (Sin City Scoundrels):
While being pulled back by security
“Get your hands off me! This isn’t over! You’ll see us again next week, and you’ll regret ever stepping up to us!”
Dan Williams (Southern Boys):
Furiously yelling as he’s being restrained
“Next week, those belts are comin’ home with us! You can’t hide behind your cheap tricks forever!”
The camera zooms out as security continues to separate the two teams, but not before the two sides exchange one final round of insults.
Jeremiah Sloan (Commentator, voiceover):
“Well folks, it looks like the Southern Boys and the Sin City Scoundrels are ready to go to war next week at Vendetta for the sVo Tag Team Championships! The stakes couldn’t be higher, and judging by the chaos we just witnessed, it’s going to be one hell of a fight! Stay tuned!”
The camera cuts away, the sound of the brawling teams fading as the scene transitions to the next segment.
sVo Championship Match
Danny Domino (c) vs. CJ Dreamer
Ringside
Vendetta
The arena is buzzing as “The Bully” Danny Domino stands in the ring, the sVo Championship belt draped over his shoulder. CJ Dreamer lies motionless on the mat after a hard-fought battle, the crowd still buzzing from the intensity of the match.
Julian Fiasco (Commentator):
“And there you have it, folks! Danny Domino has successfully defended his sVo Championship tonight against a valiant CJ Dreamer. But next week, he’ll face the biggest test of his career when he defends that very title against ‘The Miami Maverick’ Carlos Vasquez at Vendetta!”
Jeremiah Sloan (Commentator):
“That’s right, Julian. It’s the match that everyone’s been waiting for! Vasquez has been gunning for that title for months, and now he’s just one week away from facing the most dominant champion this company has seen in a long time! But can he dethrone The Bully?”
As the commentators hype the match, the crowd suddenly erupts as the music for Carlos Vasquez hits, and the Miami Maverick steps out onto the top of the entrance ramp. Vasquez stands tall, his eyes locked on Danny Domino in the ring. He’s wearing his trademark smug smile, but the intensity in his eyes shows that he’s ready for next week’s showdown.
Julian Fiasco (Commentator):
“Here he is! The man who will challenge for the sVo Championship next week at Vendetta, Carlos Vasquez! And you can tell by the look on his face, he’s got his eyes locked squarely on the prize!”
Danny Domino slowly turns to face Vasquez at the top of the ramp. His expression hardens, and there’s a moment of tension between the two men. Domino grips the sVo Championship tightly, as if daring Vasquez to come down to the ring and make a move. The fans are on their feet, the air thick with anticipation for the showdown to come.
Jeremiah Sloan (Commentator):
“It’s clear that both men are ready for next week’s match. The tension is palpable right now, Julian! These two will not be backing down when Vendetta comes around, and after what we’ve seen tonight, it’s going to be one hell of a fight!”
Vasquez slowly steps forward, taking a few steps down the ramp, but stops midway, keeping a safe distance from the ring. He points at the sVo Championship belt on Domino’s shoulder, mouthing the words, “It’s mine.”
Domino raises the belt high above his head, a cocky grin forming on his face as he stares at Vasquez. There’s a smirk of superiority on Domino’s face, as if he believes that nothing can stand in his way.
Julian Fiasco (Commentator):
“Vasquez is showing no fear tonight, and it’s clear that he’s ready for what’s to come. He’s made it clear that he’s coming for that title, and next week at Vendetta, he’ll have the opportunity to prove that he can take it from The Bully.”
The tension builds between the two men as the camera zooms in on their faces, showing the fire and determination in their eyes. The crowd continues to cheer, knowing that this is just a taste of what’s to come next week.
Jeremiah Sloan (Commentator):
“Next week, Vendetta! The sVo Championship on the line, Danny Domino vs. Carlos Vasquez! Who will walk out with the title? It’s gonna be a war, Julian!”
As the show nears its end, Danny Domino lifts the sVo Championship above his head one more time, taunting Vasquez with it. Carlos Vasquez stares back, unwavering, his eyes filled with confidence. The camera focuses on the two men as the fans roar, the excitement building for the monumental title match that awaits them.
The screen fades to black as the show comes to a close, leaving fans eagerly anticipating the epic clash at Vendetta.
Julian Fiasco (Commentator):
“We’ll see you next week, folks, for Vendetta! Don’t miss it!”
The camera fades out, leaving the arena buzzing with excitement for what’s to come.
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