Shockwave vs Scrappy

Scrappy may be in his not-calling-it-a-cult phase, but if there’s one thing this pretty-boy powerhouse should’ve committed to, it was not recruiting Shockwave. WW’s resident juggernaut doesn’t take kindly to sermonizing, especially when it comes wrapped in robes and vague enlightenment—and although the big man secretly sips the juice, he sure as hell doesn’t want it advertised. So when Scrappy shows up half-heartedly trying to drag the beast into his brotherhood, Shockwave responds the only way he knows how: by brutalizing him.

Scrappy is yanked into the ring by his throat like a ragdoll, stripped of his ceremonial gown, and revealed in tight, white trunks that leave nothing to the imagination. The shredded, sculpted body fans love gets hoisted into a Canadian backbreaker, bent over the ropes with claws sunk deep into his abs, and even bitten by the snarling Shockwave. The robe returns—but not for modesty. It’s wrapped around Scrappy’s throat, pulling him back into cruel arches, every bulge and muscle stretched for the camera’s greedy eye. Shockwave uses his knee like a weapon, bending the smaller man over it, forcing cries of pain and making Scrappy’s chiseled frame dance with involuntary flex.

From full-body smashes to humiliating atomic wedgies, low blows, dragon sleepers, and a degrading hogtie, Scrappy is wrecked. His long hair gets yanked, his powerful glutes are put on constant display, and modesty is off the table—this is survival mode. He does manage a desperate sleeper, locking it in with everything he’s got, trying to take the monster down... but it’s not enough. Shockwave grinds, humiliates, and steamrolls him. And Weekend Wrestling captures every grunt, every stretch, every second of this punishing one-sided beatdown in crisp, cruel detail.