Dexter Grant vs. Kimberly Williams

[Digitox]

The following DVD was delivered to SCW headquarters via mail, courtesy of Dexter Grant. Despite Dexter’s demands not to do so, the following video was extracted from the disc and uploaded for general viewing.

We start with all the hallmarks of a recorded VHS tape, which is odd this time around considering this video was extracted from a DVD. Blue screen with the occasional crackle of visual white noise, an audible mains hum, the little text in the corner that reads “PLAY” next to the play symbol. Once we move past this however, we see a low quality video playing that is definitely years old given what it is. For anyone who’s been a longtime fan of SCW, they’ll have perhaps seen this clip somewhere along the line. It’s one of those old PSAs showing various clips of wrestlers being seriously hurt in the ring, some of them commenting on the injuries they’ve sustained, all while a deep, impactful voice narrates the dangers of the wrestling business and urges people to heed the warning that ultimately pops up at the very end.

Please.
Don’t try this at home.

Keen-eyed watchers, however, will notice that a lot of the clips closer to the end of the video were of a higher quality than whatever was originally used in that old PSA, and all of them featured moments where Kimberly Williams was in agonizing pain, losing a disturbing amount of blood, and generally enduring a level of violence that the human body is not meant to withstand repeatedly.

Once this old(?) PSA is done playing and fades out, we then fade in to probably the clearest, most high quality footage we’ve seen yet from Dexter Grant. We find the man sitting on the roof of what appears to be a dingy old shack somewhere deep in the woods, his focus on carving the block of wood in his hands into a shape that resembles a candy cane. Once he’s got the basic shape formed, he takes his knife and begins whittling down the bottom of it, clearly intended to turn this wooden candy cane into a weapon for some reason. It’s clear by the subtle glances up from his work that Dexter’s aware of our presence, but he’s deliberately ignoring us to focus on his craft until he decides he feels it’s necessary to finally speak.

“Since I know SCW will once again ignore my requests because their precious social media mindset demands that this be spread around the platforms, how did you all enjoy the little bonus I included just for all of you? It’s funny how those old PSAs urging people, especially kids, to not try anything they see on an SCW show at home were everywhere back in the day…but now? Rather convenient, and negligent, for those warnings to magically disappear when one of their biggest social media attractions is a woman who encourages everyone around her to senselessly carve themselves up like Christmas hams because it’s fun or because she’s the role model everyone should be like. Maybe she’ll come out and tell you she shouldn’t actually be seen as a role model, but will SCW listen to that? Of course not, they want to see her merch in your hands and your blood staining the ground in her name because it means that you, too, could become a future SCW wrestler just like Kimberly Williams.

But wait, I hear you ask. Aren’t I getting ahead of myself? Shouldn’t I spend several minutes responding to how Ace Marshall ‘owned’ me last Breakdown? Or address the hypocrisy of Glory Braddock who awaits on the horizon with the title I supposedly wish to take from her?

I could…but I know that’s what you all are waiting for. Just the slightest bit of acknowledgment so you can retweet it or make a half-hour long video dissecting my words to try and be the first to break some big revelation on Youtube and bathe in the admiration. I know this may sound surprising, but there are more important matters than the undeserving egos of a few overall nobodies fueled by online validation that has convinced them they actually have worth in this world without putting in the actual work to earn any of it.

Lest we forget that I’m busting my ass trying to save you all, and this upcoming Breakdown I will perform a holiday miracle by reuniting SCW’s self-proclaimed resident psychopath with her twin sister who’s already been disconnected and is much better off for it.”

Dexter finishes his whittling, revealing to us a wooden candy cane with the tip sharpened to the point where it could pass for a shiv. He takes a moment to examine his handiwork before he tosses it off the roof, the camera briefly following it to find a pile of them gathering in the front ‘yard’ of the shack. We pan back to Dexter, who stabs his knife into the roof and turns his glare upon us.

“Make no mistake: wrestling is a dangerous business. People get hurt all the time. You don’t need to involve weapons or spill blood, either…look at the path of destruction carved out by groups like the Fall of Man just to get their points across, or look at various incidents over the past few years alone where one little botch or hiccup caused a serious injury and sidelined some of your favorite performers. These things happen in any activity where you’re expected to get physical, to the degree that a high pain tolerance is expected if you ever want to survive in the world of sports.

When you add in brilliant ideas like ‘deathmatches’ or other sensational concepts where you strip away all the rules, though, then you get an entirely different beast that is deliberately spitting in the face of whatever message companies like SCW may have once wanted to send.

This business is already not for the weak of heart, and I honestly feel I’ve done a great service in disconnecting several individuals already who were clearly not prepared for the lies they would be built upon all in the same of fitting a predetermined online image. Rayne Young? Gone. Marie Jones? Gone. Gavin Taylor? Given that I’ve proven to him I can back up the claims I made to him, it’s only a matter of time before he submits to salvation as well. In each of those instances, no one thought much of me. I didn’t have the experience, I didn’t have the skill…and yet, I came out on top, against the expectations that SCW’s algorithm forced down each and every one of your throats because I was never meant to go on a little undefeated run since my debut, I was never meant to be anything more than a joke you all could laugh at for daring to try and save you from yourselves and from this cyber cancer growing like a binary tumor in your brains.

I want to say you can sympathize with this situation, Kim, but that would require you to stop lying to yourself for more than five minutes.

The self-professed ‘Queen of the Deathmatch,’ a perceived wild card who does whatever she wants and indulges in violence and chaos for the sake of it. She has probably needed countless blood transfusions in her career, bears the scars of years of hardcore affairs, proudly taken part in some of the most gruesome displays in recent wrestling history…and for what? I’ve dug up the list of accolades attached to her name when I dug up that old, forgotten PSA from SCW’s past…funny how no one, not even Kim herself, seem to remember anything she’s accomplished beyond all her exploits regarding the underground title, because just like with those PSAs trying to keep people safe and avoid liability against any imitators in their backyards, it doesn’t fit with the image you’re all supposed to have of her, an image she has willingly embraced despite the joke that it makes her out to be because it gives her a sense of purpose.

Of course, I could play along. Give her the holiday gift I know she wants. Perhaps agree to make our little match on Breakdown underground rules just so I can beat her at her little game and really drive home the point of how used she truly is by this corrupt system and by each and every one of you hypnotized by it.

I could…but I won’t.”

Dexter pulls himself to a stand, cautiously taking a moment to make sure he’s balanced on the roof before he has some sort of nasty accident that could render this match moot altogether. Is it something he could have cut out given the editing he, or perhaps Wendell, clearly put into this? Perhaps, but it wouldn’t illustrate Dexter’s point just to save a bit of time, now would it?

“Let me make something clear to Kim and all her little hardcore friends clinging to her supposed image of being a ‘pioneer of violence’: I’m not afraid of your little world. Lest we forget, I’ve been speared off a stage and through a bunch of tables before a match where that wasn’t allowed even got started and still fought on, I wasn’t afraid to use a ladder or a trash can as a weapon during the farce that was Fatal Fortunes, nor did I hesitate in ripping open the forehead of Ace to draw his blood. If it ultimately helps my mission and forcibly disconnects these clowns like Kim, Konrad, David, Colleen, Brittany and so on, then I will gladly grab whatever weapon will offer a much-needed vacation to the hospital to reevaluate their choices in life and in wrestling without hesitation. If I chose to let Kim have what she wanted for this impending Breakdown and I was responsible for crippling her, it would be her own damn fault at the end of the day for refusing to say die when it was clear she was fighting a losing battle and I wouldn’t lose sleep over it because I did what I had to do.

I don’t refuse her terms out of fear…I refuse so I can save Kim from this self-destructive image she’s become trapped in.

Facts are facts Kim: very few in SCW actually take you seriously, and you’ve done yourself no favors by willingly playing the role of the village idiot who will throw herself off whatever bridge she’s told to as long as it gets people laughing and cheering your name. Your ‘Kimmymaniacs,’ as you so affectionately refer to them, aren’t truly supporting you…they’re using you like a tool to bolster their own online presence and steal your spotlight. Every time you raise the bar in terms of violence, every drop of blood you spill, every violent spectacle crazier than the last you pride yourself on…none of it ultimately benefits you in any way. You destroy yourself for the satisfaction of an ever-changing algorithm, and what happens next? Nobody actually supports you, they just use the clips of your exploits to react or spread ‘news’ or even try it themselves because they think they can do it in their backyard better than you can in that ring.

SCW isn’t going to stop any of this…and why would they? Your pain and suffering is their financial and viral gain.

At the end of the day, Kim, what do you truly have to show for it all? Your various underground title reigns? Forgotten if and when SCW chooses to kill that title once more when they inevitably face backlash for the excessive violence they promote once it begins clashing with the online trends and movements that seek to ‘protect’ people in exchange for their own clout. I’ve done my homework, Kim, and we both know it’s happened before. And when that time comes, when SCW is forced to backpedal and abandon the bloodshed to save its own skin, what becomes of every scar, every broken bone, every injury you’ve willingly accepted just because it makes you popular? What becomes of Kimberly Williams?

I know the answer to that question, and deep down, I know you do too.

For your own sake Kim, I’m not going to play along and watch you put one foot further in the grave when you can still be saved. I’m not going to make you into a martyr when your sacrifice would be in vain. What I AM going to do, however, is show you exactly what I showed your sister Marie: the truth you’ve blinded yourself to with this little facade. I’m going to make you understand that you could be so much more in this world once you stop letting yourself be used and abused by everyone around you just because your antics fuel their content. No more pretending, no more suffering hidden behind a digitally generated smile.

All you have to do, Kim, is disconnect from the image of insanity…to reconnect with the person who could truly be someone of value in this world, wrestling or otherwise.

And I am going to help you…whether the make-believe voices in your head to bring this little fabricated lunacy to life want it or not.”

Dexter stands firm as we slowly pan back, capturing the full image of him on the roof of this little shack in the woods as he seems to be in his element surrounded by the trees and the wilderness. It is this fleeting view that the footage ultimately fades and cuts out on.