The stakes have been upped between Dom Harter and Cindy Parker.
The following is video from this past Saturday's Vertigo Taping:
Dressed in his leather jacket and jeans, Harter strolls around the ring, casually spinning the microphone in his hand. As the boos begin to quieten down, Dom lifts the microphone to his lips.
Dom Harter:: Six weeks ago, at Above & Beyond, I did the unimaginable. I broke Cyncity’s wrist--
Another wave of boos, but Harter just chuckles.
Dom Harter:: --and ever since then I’ve had to put up with people chiding me for my actions. Calling me a coward, telling me my actions were reprehensible. Now I’m not sure if this is just because I attacked the more popular member of Sex Sells…
That one gets another pop from the crowd; they don’t particularly like Chris Q for what he did to Cordy either, but at least he got a taste of his own medicine earlier tonight.
Dom Harter:: Or if what I did to Cyncity that night was truly horrendous. I mean, it wasn’t even a proper fracture. I didn’t even put her out of action. And I have to live with that knowledge - that I failed to take any of her career away from her that night. But, there are always second chances.
Kris Cruise:: What does he mean by that?
Stephy Auger: I’m not sure, but I’m not particularly keen to find out, Kris.
Dom Harter:: Cindy, I know you’re busy backstage getting ready for your big match later. But would you do me the honor of joining me in the ring right now, so we can do this properly…
Kris Cruise:: He wants her to come to the ring? Is he crazy?
Stephy Auger: Cyncity has to be crazy to accept this; she can’t risk getting attacked by a rat like Dom Harter before her main event match against Chandler Scott!
The crowd begins to stir, almost every person in attendance staring up at the ramp for the arrival of Philadelphia’s own, Cyncity. A few seconds pass by before “Dam Dadi Doo” fills the arena speakers. The Philadelphia faithful give the hometown girl a big ovation as Cyncity steps out onto the top of the entrance ramp, a microphone tucked into the front part of her pants.
Stephy Auger: Welp, it looks like Cyncity is in fact crazy!
Kris Cruise:: I think we’ve known this for quite some time, Stephy. But I still don’t understand why she would risk further injury by coming out here and answering Dom.
Stephy Auger: She feels betrayed by Dom, Kris. And some things are just more important than wrestling matches. To Cyncity, at least.
Cyn slowly paces down the entrance ramp, motioning for the production crew to cut her music once she gets to ringside. Staring up at Dom, Cyn begins walking up the ring steps and gets up to the apron, remaining behind the ropes to keep a safe distance away from Dom.
Cyncity: Well…
She’s cut off by the “Cyncity” chants coming from the Philadelphia audience, but her eyes never leave Harter. It was almost like she didn’t hear them as she leans her arms over the top rope.
Cyncity: What exactly is it that you want now, Dom? Wanna tell me how you hate my guts now because I ruined your dream of becoming FGA World Champion again? Can’t be that because I think we’ve established that bit a long time ago. Do you wanna break my other wrist?
Cyn lifts up her non-casted arm in the air, glaring over at it while holding the microphone in her other hand. She nearly drops the microphone into the ring, still unable to hold things properly with the cast on.
Cyncity: Eh, why don’t you go for an ankle this time? Or maybe even my neck? Oh, wait! Why don’t you just be like Bane and break my back over your knee! Yeaaah, that’s a good one! I’ll even run backstage, find myself a Batman costume, and we can reenact the whole thing right here in Philadelphia!
Cheap pop.
Cyncity: Or, better yet… why don’t I just go grab me a chair from J.A. over there and beat you with it until all the Halloween candy you ate before the show starts pouring out of your ears!
Dom Harter:: Because I don’t want to…
He says, bluntly.
Dom Harter:: Not yet, anyway. You see, I’d like nothing more than to break that other wrist, or your ankle. I’d make it so you and Cordy had matching injuries if I could, but these sneak attacks, they’re not me…
The crowd boo, remembering all of the sneak attacks Dom has perpetrated over the years. He shrugs his shoulders, acknowledging that yes, he might have done some heinous things in the past.
Dom Harter:: I don’t want to attack you after a match, or backstage. If I’m going to injure you, if I’m going to put you in the hospital again, then I want to do during a match. With these fans watching as one of their favorites, Cyncity, falls at my feet. As I break your back and make you humble - so face to face, I’m challenging you, Cyn, to a rematch at the Fourth Anniversary Show. Whaddya say?
Cyn narrows a brow, throwing her arms out to her sides as if she were saying ‘is that it?’
Cyncity: Seriously? There’s no chance in h e double hockey sticks that you called me out here just to challenge me to a match at the anniversary show. I know you better…
She immediately stops, shaking her head from side to side.
Cyncity: Well, I thought I knew you better than you think, but after Above and Beyond maybe I really don’t. But, what I do know is there’s something else floating around in that pistachio shaped head of yours and I wanna know what the heck it is before I say yes or no. Of course I want the rematch, Dom. But there’s something else that you want. You already have me with basically one arm tied behind my back, or in my case, one arm trapped inside a cast.
She shrugs her shoulders.
Cyncity: But I’ve adjusted with this thing pretty well so far. Sooooo, what is it? Do you want my other arm tied behind my back? An evening gown match? A Dom Harter wig on a pole match?
Cyn makes an “oooooh’ face as she turns around and looks at the crowd.
Cyncity: A Dom Harter wig on a pole match actually sounds pretty good, doesn’t it?!
The crowd cheers as Cyn laughs and looks back over at Dom.
Dom Harter:: If it’s a wig then maybe you won’t look like such a monstrosity with this hairstyle; it takes a very special type of person to pull this off. And you just didn’t have what it takes, Cyn - and I’m tempted to take your hair for that impersonation, but that’s not good enough for me.. No, what I want from you is what you took from me - I want your career.
The crowd oohs again, but Dom keeps his gaze locked on Cyn.
Kris Cruise:: Her career?!
Dom Harter:: If I beat you at the Anniversary Show, Cyn, I want to control of your career for ninety days. To be able to make decisions about who you wrestle and when, to be able to tell you when to jump and how high. Put your contract on the line, Cyn, and you can get your chance for revenge against me.
Cyn appears to be stunned in silence as she ponders over the decision, the crowd chanting ‘please don’t do it’ - but Cyn has other ideas.
Cyncity: My contract you say?
She lifts up her non-casted arm, and taps her finger off of her chin.
Cyncity: You know what? That doesn’t seem like a bad idea at all. You want your chance to take my career away, so, you know what? I’m gonna give it to you!
The crowd cheers on Cyn’s decision, but there were a few reluctant members just shaking their heads.
Cyncity: But! I don’t think it’s fair that I put something on the line and you don’t, ya know? But, the question is… what do I want? What does Cyncity want from Dom Harter?
She continues tapping away at her, staring up at the arena lights until an idea popped into her head.
Cyncity: I know! I want your hair!
Some of the audience members pop after Cyn’s words, the others remain confused.
Kris Cruise:: His hair?!
Stephy Auger: I have no idea where she’s going with this.
Cyn smiles brightly as she leans herself over the top rope and points directly at the blonde streak in Dom’s hair.
Cyncity: This alllllllllll started with me dressing up as you, and even dying my hair like yours, so it’s only fitting if we end it the same way, dontcha think? I see how much your “glorious” hair means to you, and for that reason… I want to shave it right off of your head!
With most of the crowd now cheering, it was easy to see where Cyncity was going with this now.
Cyncity: I put my contract on the line… you put your hair on the line! Contract versus Hair at the Four Year Anniversary Show! What do you say, Dom? Are you man enough to put one of your most prized possessions on the line, orrrrrrrrrrr....
She smirks.
Cyncity: Are you a chicken?
After her words, Cyn places her fists to her sides and starts squawking like a chicken on the apron. Harter looks out around the crowd, smirking as his gaze returns back to Cyncity. Confidently, Harter strides over, closing the gap between the two of them as he lifts the microphone to his lips.
Dom Harter:: Nobody calls me chicken…
And the Back to the Future fans in the crowd pop at that one.
Dom Harter:: That’s how you want to play this, Cyn? Lets play! Hair vs. Contract, you and me at the Anniversary Show!
Harter drops the mic, remaining close to Cyn as he stands with his arms outstretched to either side. The pair of them continue to stare at one another until Cyn drops down off the apron; she walks backwards up the aisle, never taking her eyes off Dom until she’s behind the curtain. At which point, Dom leaves the ring, still smirking as he makes his way up the aisle.
Kris Cruise:: There we have it, the rematch between these two could be a Hair vs. Contract match!
Stephy Auger: A bald Dom Harter, I wonder what he’ll look like without that skunk streak.
Kris Cruise:: We might find out yet. But what will he do if he has control over Cyncity’s career?
Stephy Auger: I dread to think, Kris.
