(EAW Intro Plays)
(A newspaper tumbles through the empty streets of Old San Juan as thunder rolls overhead. The pages are soaked in crimson. Headlines are torn. Bullet holes rip through the front page. Black-and-white photographs flicker to life before being stained red. The sound of an old printing press pounds like a heartbeat.)
Narrator: …. “EXTRA! EXTRA!”…. “Blood stains the streets once again…”…. “San Juan prepares for another night of sanctioned violence…”…. “Professional wrestling returns to the birthplace of Caribbean brutality”…!
(The pages continue turning.)
Narrator: Puerto Rico, a place where hardcore wrestling isn’t a trend, but heritage en la sangre de los luchadores que veinen a la Isla Del Encanto. Where blood has baptized canvases and dented steel chairs are family heirlooms. Here are generations of warriors sacrificed pieces of themselves before crowds that demanded more.
(The pages continue turning.)
Narrator: Tonight the Voltage brand doesn’t simply arrive in San Juan. It comes to answer its challenge. Because this is Bloodsport.
(A fresh newspaper slams onto the stack. Blood splatters across the front page.)
(“FANS BRING THE WEAPONS.”)
Narrator: Two souls have reached the point where fists are no longer enough. Avril Williams and Igon Mordred wrestle with no management, regulations, or excuses. The people decide the instruments of destruction. The fans won’t just witness this war; they will arm it.
(Another headline.)
(“THE WALK OF DEATH CLAIMS SIX MORE.”)
Narrator: Carmen Sanchez, Cynthia Valice. Cosmo Goldworthy, Diamond Dixon. Friendships shattered, trust buried beneath ambition. One narrow path with no escape. Each step forward is another chance to fall into oblivion. Tonight, two will reach the end and two will fall.
(The paper then tears as buckets overturn with dark red floods across the page.)
(“BUCKETS OF BLOOD.”)
Narrator: Auburn Ware and Sayuri Himura. Respect has long since drowned as now the only thing left to determine is who has enough blood left to stand when the final bucket fills.
(A page burns around the edges.)
(Japanese newspapers replace American headlines.)
(The ink begins running….. “TAIPEI DEATH MATCH.”)
Narrator: We have Miku Sakai and Hall of Famer Bronson Daniels. Nothing but Glass. Tape. Steel. A pain designed not to entertain, but to scar forever. Some rivalries demand closure. This one demands survival of the fittest.
(A photograph appears inside a small wooden crate.)
(The lid slams shut until there is darkness.)
(“THE BOX.”)
Narrator: Eris Morti and Caroline. Two monsters in one prison with no room to run, or to breathe, with just enough space to destroy one another.
(The newspaper folds into thirds.)
(A stopwatch begins ticking like the intro to 60 Minutes.)
Narrator: Thirty full minutes of absolute hell.
(“HARDCORE 30-MINUTE IRON MAN MATCH.”)
Narrator: Damon Lazarus, Jay Jerry Johnson, and Jake Smith. Three men within the confines of thirty minutes with unlimited punishment. Every pinfall leads to another headline while each second another opportunity to cement their legacy, because at Territorial Invasion only one man will lead Voltage into War Games. And that Leadership? Will be earned in blood.
(A newspaper is completely shredded by thousands of razor blades. Tiny pieces flutter through the air as each stained scarlet.)
(“10,000 RAZOR BLADES.”)
Narrator: The empire against the resistance. ToXXXin… Minerva, Daniella Atlas and Selina Reyes. They have poisoned Voltage with fear, dominance and absolute control. Standing against them is Ashlynn Quinn, Candice Blair and ARIA. Three women willing to dive into ten thousand razor blades for one opportunity and all it will take is one fall for one championship and one chance. To finally rip the Universal Women’s Championship away from the Black Rose herself, easier said than done.
(A chemical warning label covers the front page. Suddenly the newspaper ignites and an explosion rocks the screen. Ladders collapse; tables explode. Two championships hang overhead.)
(“EXPLODING TLC MATCH.”)
Narrator: La Farmacia Sexual. Doctor Bethany Blue and TLA. Champions built through chemistry and fate. Across the ring is The Hegemony. Drake Armstrong and Kai Rabeaux. Their hunger for Power, control and perfection. Only one team leaves carrying the Unified Tag Team Championships. The other leaves with burns they will never forget. This one is personal.
(The final newspaper slowly prints as the presses begin slowing and headlines appear letter by letter.)
(“CAGE OF DEATH.”)
(Steel surrounds the photograph as the locks click into place.)
Narrator: There is no escape. Hans Grayson, The EAW World Champion whose reign has been forged through resilience but across from him stands Raven Roberts. A legend, Hall of Famer and former World Champion herself. A woman who has clawed her way back to one final opportunity to prove she still belongs at the very top. One enters carrying the richest prize in Voltage. The other is determined to reclaim the throne she once ruled. Inside the Cage of Death legacies are not remembered, they are rewritten.
(The printing press comes to a complete stop as the last newspaper rolls onto the stack. Blood drips from the pages onto the floor. The headline reads… BLOODSPORT.)
Narrator: Every rivalry, championship and promise of revenge leads here. To the island where violence became tradition and the city where hardcore wrestling found its heartbeat to one night where history won’t be written in ink but in blood.
(The final voice says …. “Read all about it… If you survive long enough to finish the story.”)
(It slowly fades to black.)
???: AND NOW EAW VOLTAGE AND DISCLOSURE DAY PRESENTS… THE 2026 BLOODSPORT…. LIVE FROM SAN JUAN, PUERTO RICO.
(The camera pans to the Coliseo de Puerto Rico Jose Miguel Agrelot where the sold out crowd is there up on their feet screaming and cheering on as the fireworks go off. It then shows Rich Russillo, Thadd Blazevich, and Persephone, the Voltage Announce Team.)
Rich Russillo: WE ARE LIVE IN THE BEAUTIFUL ISLAND OF PUERTO RICO FOR BLOODSPORT! OUR FIRST MLE OF SEASON 20! WHAT AN INCREDIBLE NIGHT WE HAVE! I AM RCH RUSSILLO, JOINED BY THADD BLAZEVICH AND PERSEPHONE! WHAT A NIGHT WE HAVE IN STORE CAPPED OFF BY A CAGE OF DEATH MATCH FOR THE EAW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!
Thadd Blazevich: WEPA! BRO… I HAVE ALWAYS WANTED TO SAY THAT! WE HAVE 10,000 RAZOR BLADES AND SIX WOMEN VYING FOR THAT UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP HELD BY MINERVA! WE GOT A “BOX” MATCH BRO! A VERY PERSONAL EXPLODING TLC MATCH FOR THE UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS! BRO… IT IS LIT TONIGHT!
Persephone: The food is so greasy here…. But the beaches are beautiful! Wait… let me yell… WE ALSO FIND OUT WHO WILL LEAD TEAM VOLTAGE IN THE WAR GAMES MATCH AT TERRITORIAL INVASION! SO MANY GREAT MATCHES, INCLUDING A WALK OF DEATH WHICH I WANT TO DO HALF THE TIME I CALL THESE SHOWS, BUT HEY! LET’S GET STARTED!
Rich Russillo: TAKE IT AWAY BELLA BRAXTON!
(The camera pans to Bella Braxton in the ring as the graphic for the first match of the night appears and the fans roar and jump to their feet.)
Bella Braxton: The following contest is…
(Bella stammers for a moment.)
Bella Braxton: *“The Box”.*
Bella Braxton: Two competitors will be locked inside a 10-by-10-foot structure akin to a prison cell, with related weapons at their disposal… The *only* way to win—**and leave the structure**—is by keeping your opponent down for a 10 second count.
(Bloodsport transitions to the outdoors of Coliseo de Puerto Rico José Miguel Agrelot, and more specifically to “The Box”. It is exactly 10 feet by 10 feet, with a 5-foot-tall metal table sat in one corner of the box with a multitude of surgical-style instruments placed on top, along with other weapons scattered throughout the structure. At the top of the box, several light fixtures glare, hot and blinding.)
(Surrounding the structure are a thousand fans from Puerto Rico who could not be in attendance for the entire Bloodsport event, with an official in black clothing right outside of the door ready to oversee the end of this contest, with multiple keys in his hand.)
(Without any more time to waste, Eris Morti simply emerges from the audience. She partially awaits a reaction, though the people were more stunned than anything at what *will* soon happen…)
(Alas, donning a simple pair of latex pants and a white sleeveless shirt along with white tape wrapped around her wrists and elbow pads, Eris Morti simply steps towards the structure, dressed for absolute warfare.)
(She takes a moment to analyze the confined space of “The Box”, before taking a deep breath and entering…)
(*Awaiting the Queen of Shadows.*)
(…)
(…)
(…)
(*ZAP!!*)
(The sky crackles, with a single bolt of lightning taking over the view a mere second later…)
(The sun, then, *completely faded.*)
(As darkness took over the atmosphere, leaving only the scrutinizing glow of “The Box” in sight… Caroline emerged right at the structure’s door.)
(She walked past the door, squinting her eyes at the lights, as the door closed behind her on its own.)
(The referee, albeit a little confused… began to lock the door… *patiently*, as the door had multiple locks to keep both locked inside *for good.*)
(It will be a fight to the death, without escape… and both competitors have become well aware of it.)
(Caroline was not dressed to wrestle, just like Eris. Baggy, ashy denim with a studded belt covered her, along with a similarly-colored sleeved shirt, with the shape of elbow pads creasing the shape of the shirt…)
(And, not to forget, the first pair of sunglasses she could find… though they do not make the lights any less blinding.)
(The two stared one another down, as the official finally closed each and every single lock of the door.)
(Thus, the match begins.)
(No formalities. None of the usual theatrics. Not a bell that rings. Nor a referee checking the two competitors, as per usual.)
(Two animals enter a cage. Once the door is locked shut, what other formality is there?)
(Eris and Caroline both take a second. Eris glances around “The Box” structure and its confined walls… *and exhales deeply.* Caroline feels the blinding spotlight reflecting on her pale skin, as if it’s burning it. Glasses may protect her eyes, but they are rather futile otherwise. Her expression remained unchanged—dead, as always—but looking deeper into her eyes, her unhappiness feels relatable to Eris’.)
(That may, perhaps, be the only middle ground these two could ever find.)
(As the thoughts of confinement channel out of Eris’ mind, a smile dawns on her visage.)
Eris Morti: Plan to strike…?
(Her stare scrutinized every inch of Caroline.)
(She slowly took the glasses off, carelessly throwing them wherever, revealing Caroline’s expression: as dull as ever.)
Caroline: Do what you want me to, why would I?
(Eris shakes her head.)
Eris Morti: Sweet thing, death shall come knocking for one of us today. *Best not to keep me waiting any longer.*
(Caroline nodded her head. It’s an inevitable fight to the death, absolutely.)
(Still…)
(Caroline would not play into the game.)
Caroline: Take this matter into your own hands, then.
(She took a seat, on a filthy, dirty bed with a paper-thin mattress. She leaned forward with her torso, placing her elbow on her knee, and rested her jaw upon her knuckle.)
(Eris, sardonically, could only laugh.)
Eris Morti: Comfortable?
Caroline: You would know.
(Eris’ head tilted at Caroline’s comment; does she know as much as she emphasized? Is she bluffing?)
(Perhaps Eris’ own lack of knowledge is yet another source of discomfort.)
(Hence why, better to stop thinking.)
Eris Morti: Enough.
(She grabs a bolt cutter from the lone table inside of the structure — the first thing she could lay her hands on.)
(As intensity builds up in Eris, Caroline remains unmoved on the “bed”.)
(Having closed the gap, Eris struck.)
(At nothing.)
(Leaned forward over the bed, the bolt cutter grabbing the unhygienic mattress, Eris feels a tap on her shoulder.)
Caroline: Intense, yet tiresome. *Predictable.*
(In what felt like only teleportation to Eris, Caroline found herself behind her.)
Caroline: Do you always ask for your adversaries to do all the dirty work?
(Eris’ face slowly moves to face a glimpse of Caroline.)
Caroline: Expect out of people what you cannot be, whatsoever?
(Eris, unexpectedly, *smirks.*)
(Caroline, though, remains unmoved by the change in expression.)
Caroline: A pity.
(Caroline raised her long nails into the air, a smile emerging on her face.)
(She drives them into the vulnerable Eris…)
(But Eris adjusted her position in time. With both hands, she resists the onslaught with all her might, the nails feeling like they’re made of steel.)
(With the struggle seemingly coming to no end…)
Eris Morti: *…Enough.*
(SNAP!!)
(Two of Caroline’s nails snapped in half, plummeting onto the dirty floor.)
(As Caroline retreated in faint pain, Eris gave her little room to breathe.)
(Hopping off the table, Eris drives Caroline body first into the steel gratings of the structure.)
(Caroline holds onto her side, wincing in pain, as the light placed upon them feels all too burning in this sudden shift of momentum.)
Eris Morti: Disappointing.
(Eris reaches for the table…)
Eris Morti: If only you were half as threatening as this environment, Caroline.
Eris Morti: If only you weren’t merely a puppet.
Eris Morti: A worthless object… *especially* under the bright lights.
(Eris picks up a medical saw from the table.)
Eris Morti: …YOU BORE ME.
(She observes the light reflecting off of the saw, with a smirk on her face.)
Eris Morti: Your ignorance means nothing, you know?
Eris Morti: Your discomfort is clear.
Eris Morti: You would’ve struck back by now, after all.
Eris Morti: But it seems you’re like a fish flopping on land, mhm?
Eris Morti: Cheap shots are *funny*, BUT NOW IS YOUR TIME TO SHINE!!
(Eris throws the saw at Caroline’s feet.)
Eris Morti: So… *shine*… you darkbound husk.
(And puts her arms around her back.)
(Caroline picks up the saw, and rises to her feet.)
(She strikes, as Eris wanted.)
(But…)
Eris Morti: Didn’t think it would be so easy, did you?
(Eris simply ducked.)
Eris Morti: I want you to struggle, Caroline. I want you to be willing to DIE… in order to put me down.
Eris Morti: So… *Go that far.*
(Caroline slowly turns back around.)
Caroline: You talk too much.
(She swings the saw once more, but Eris backpedals.)
(Swing. Dodge.)
(Swing. Dodge.)
(Swing. Dodge.)
(Until…)
Caroline: Nowhere to go, hm?
(…Eris finds herself with her back against the grates.)
(A look of worry dawns on her…)
(Caroline smiles with only her lips.)
(Aiming the saw at Eris, she swung.)
(**CLANK!!**)
(The saw hit the grates, mostly.)
(But Eris was holding onto her shoulder.)
(Caroline walks up to Eris, swatting her hand away.)
(It seems the saw did slightly graze her.)
(A drop of blood poured out.)
(Caroline caught it with her fingertips.)
(Her eyes fixated on it.)
Caroline: I did expect darker blood.
(Eris chuckles.)
Caroline: Don’t start.
(**SMACK!!**)
(A forearm is driven into Eris’ jaw.)
(With the intensity it struck, Eris inevitably is sent into one of the walls of “The Box.”)
Caroline: Mm.
(Caroline drives her boot against Eris’ jaw, her head leaned against the wall.)
Caroline: Mmm.
(She grabs Eris’ nape, and drives her into the other side of the grates.)
Caroline: Interesting…
(And again.)
Caroline: I hate the way we are not that different the most— Eris.
(AND AGAIN.)
Caroline: Although deep down, you are well aware darkness itself is a domain far beyond you, right?
(The spotlight scrutinizing them both begins to dim.)
(The people in attendance fade.)
(Darkness consumes The Box.)
Caroline: I wanted greater. Not to waste my time with your likes.
Caroline: But you cannot stand being made an afterthought, can you?
(Caroline raises an arm forwards, Eris’ jaw moving on its own as confusion unravels on her expression.)
Caroline: *Insufferable pest.*
(Caroline presses her fingers inwards…)
(And Eris’ neck starts to close in on itself.)
(Eris flails her arms, more out of surprise than desperation…)
(Though the hurt is certainly felt.)
(Caroline smiles emptily, wishing for all life to leave Eris after everything…)
(She satisfies herself, continuing to choke the life out of Eris. She could do it for all of eternity and never get bored.)
(Though, she gives a glare.)
(The voices speak. Scrutiny, judgment from the small crowd that surrounds the confinement…)
(It makes her sick.)
(She hates being objectified, put under a microscope, not after everything she’s gone through, and the only thing this does is make her wrap her hands around her throat tighter, bringing her head forward.)
Caroline: *Does this feel like the hell that you deserve yet?*
(*THUD!*)
(Eris gives her answer loud and clear, as she uses Caroline’s confronting nature to collide their skulls together with a headbutt, willing herself out of the darkness’ spell.)
(Caroline staggers back, clutching her face, as Eris gasps for air, trying to collect herself, but Caroline was never going to let her go easy, and she knew that.)
(The Queen of Shadows shows her teeth as she approaches a recovering Eris…)
(Only for Eris to take a syringe from the table and stab it against the neck of Caroline.)
(Caroline staggers back, her eyes widening less in fear but more in shock. She rips out the syringe to glance at the contents…)
(Empty.)
(Eris smirks.)
Eris Morti: Expected something more? No… save it for the *crescendo.*
(Caroline tosses the syringe away, charging forward and wrapping her arms around her waist, trying to drive her against the wall, but Eris wraps her arms around her head, locking her into a quick headlock.)
Eris Morti: SAVE IT FOR OUR **MOMENT!**
(Eris swings her around as she slams Caroline’s rib cage against the side of the table, causing her to collapse down to the ground.)
Eris Morti: ***YOUR*** **MOMENT!**
(Eris releases Caroline as she reaches over and takes something from the table, bringing it into her hands.)
Eris Morti: ***ISN’T THIS EVERYTHING YOU EVER WANTED?!***
(Eris grabs Caroline with one hand, using the other to drive a scalpel directly against her forehead.)
(She starts to make an incision, dragging across her forehead as if she were a surgeon. Caroline starts to draw blood, forced to grit her teeth in pain as Eris continued on without any sort of misery.)
Eris Morti: C’mon… smile for me, Caroline.
(Eris relents on the scalpel for a lingering moment… just to bring it down to her mouth, she starts to cut at the corners, making a very Joker-esque bloody, disfigured smile.)
Eris Morti: Attagirl……
(But before she can go as far as she would have liked, Caroline finally manages to shift her body and drive an elbow directly into her abdomen to take the air out of her lungs.)
Eris Morti: *Tsk…* Fun militsiya, aren’t you?
(Caroline gasps, as she feels her face, running her fingers against the deep cuts that Eris made on her.)
(She simply nods her head, spitting out a wad of blood from her mouth as she rises.)
Caroline: It brings me no satisfaction to be made a fool of by *you* of all people…
(Eris tilts her head, a crooked smirk showing.)
Eris Morti: Awwwwww…
(Eris takes the scalpel and swings it in the direction of Caroline, trying to continue, but Caroline manages to move out of the way of it. She quickly lunges for her hand, trying to pry it away from her.)
(But Eris has too much of an advantage as she delivers a swift knee to her gut. She quickly snatches her by the head, running her forward, as she sends her right into the side of the wall.)
(Eris then turns Caroline around and sends her into the table, quickly maintaining a grip on the scalpel, as she goes right for Caroline’s face once more, trying to mutilate her even further.)
(But Caroline quickly reaches for the first thing that she can find, as she swings a steel pan directly against the side of her head to force her to stagger backward. Eris chuckles as she tries to maintain her ground.)
Eris Morti: Heh… Why don’t you show a little bit of that moxie… f—
(Eris…)
Eris Morti: …for me—
(Stops herself, suddenly, as she backs herself against the box; the heat bounces off of the wall and onto her skin as she takes a jump forward, almost as if she snaps out of it… and realizes exactly what situation that she’s in.)
(Caroline notices this lapse.)
Caroline: What’s the matter…?
(Caroline lunges forward and grabs Eris by the head while she’s distracted, slamming her against the side of the wall before throwing her to the ground.)
Caroline: Has it all become too much for you?
(Caroline takes her boot and presses it against her throat, reaching out onto the table to grab something for her to use as she forces Eris to look up at the blinding lights.)
Caroline: Too bad.
(Eris squirms, as she tries to get herself out; the uncomfortable heat combined with the reminder of her fears has trapped her in a predicament that has left her surprisingly vulnerable. But truthfully, *they were both vulnerable, weren’t they?*)
(Caroline manages to reach for a pair of pliers, lowering herself as she drove her knee directly into her chest, Eris’ vision beginning to blur as she stared up at the lights.)
Caroline: Don’t fight…
(Caroline forces the pliers directly into Eris’ mouth, trying to clamp them onto her teeth and force her to be in unbearable pain. Eris tries to kick her legs out, doing whatever she can to try and escape, but the more she resists, the more of a grip Caroline gets on her…)
(*RIP!*)
(As she rips out one of Eris’ canine teeth! Eris screams in pain as blood starts to pour from her mouth, Caroline looking at her handiwork as she tosses the tooth away.)
Caroline: Maybe that’ll shut you up.
(THUD!)
(Caroline then uses the pliers as she drives them against the side of her head.)
(THUD!)
(Again.)
(THUD!)
(Again.)
(THUD!)
(Again.)
(THUD!)
(Until Eris stopped resisting, stopped fighting back, the pain having perhaps sent her into an unconscious state.)
(Caroline then stood up, allowing for the official on hand to start a ten count. She was by no means satisfied, and in a way, she expected Eris to get back up at some point, but she wanted to make sure that she struggled to keep herself in this fight.)
ONE…
TWO…
THREE…
(Eris struggled as she rolled onto her stomach, feeling the light bounce off of her back, slowly dimming. She spit out blood as she pressed her palms to the ground, slowly trying to rise up.)
FOUR…
FIVE…
SIX…
(She took her time, knowing that this is exactly what Caroline wanted, but not giving her the satisfaction of a swift ending, knowing that the longer they were here… the more both of them struggled.)
(In a sick, demented way, she enjoyed that.)
SEVEN…
EIGHT…
(At the count of eight, she finally rose up, stumbling to her side and catching herself on the table, Caroline having sat on the bed, waiting patiently for her rise.)
(Caroline swiftly rises up as she sees her, grabbing Eris by the head as she slams her against the front of the table. Despite the pain that she’s going through, Eris can only laugh.)
Eris Morti: *Heh… C’mon…*
(SLAM!)
(Eris has her head bounced off the table again.)
Eris Morti: Is… is that it…?
(SLAM!)
(Caroline grips her hair tighter as she slams her against the table, clearly getting frustrated by the ragebait.)
Eris Morti: Isn’t it… blinding…?
(Eris mutters as she looks up at the light, clearly trying to distract Caroline, but she isn’t budging, as she slams her against the table again.)
(But that momentary pause was enough; she grips the edge of the table to stop herself, before reaching out and taking the scalpel from earlier…)
(As she drives it straight into the thigh of Caroline. Caroline shoots backward, clutching her leg in pain as she immediately takes the scalpel and rips it out of her, but before she’s able to do anything else-)
(***SLICE!***)
(Eris takes the medical saw from earlier and slices right at the abdomen of Caroline.)
(It’s not a deep cut, but it’s enough to send her into a state of shock for a brief moment, as she collapses down to a knee. Eris uses this moment to catch her breath, gasping as blood continues to pour profusely from her mouth.)
Eris Morti: … Finally.
(Caroline exhales in pain as she presses her hand against her stomach, trying to stop the bleeding, but Eris already has something in her hand as she approaches Caroline.)
(Before Caroline can even recover, Eris grabs her by the head and slams her down onto the floor, taking hold of the *stethoscope* that she has in her hands, plugging it into Caroline’s ears as she restrains her hands.)
Eris Morti: Let’s take a listen to that heart of yours under that blinding… *blinding…* spotlight.
(Thump… thump… thump…)
(Eris presses the stethoscope against Caroline’s chest, as she forces her to listen to her own heartbeat. Caroline’s chest heaves as she tries to bat her eyes away, but the spotlight that is underneath both of them is far too blinding.)
(***Thump… thump… thump…***)
Eris Morti: Louder…
(SMACK!!)
(Her heartbeat gets heavier, Caroline continuing to feel like she’s getting cornered, as the satisfaction in all of this for Eris Morti blocks out everything around her, a smirk reaching her face as she begins to lick her lips.)
Eris Morti: LOUDER!!
(**SMACK!!!!**)
(# *THUMP… THUMP… THUMP…*)
(But as it comes to a head, Caroline has finally had enough, taking the scalpel from earlier and ripping it out of her thigh, and in one swift motion, stabbing it directly into the side of Eris.)
(Eris falls backward, clutching her side, as Caroline rises back up, snatching her by the head and driving her against the wall again. Blood splatters across the side as Caroline takes her knee and presses it against her face.)
Caroline: E… enough…
(Caroline is short of breath as she continues to clutch her side, wheezing every so often. Eris grunts as her head is pressed against the wall, as everything slowly begins to close in on her… slowly… but surely…)
(Caroline relents for a moment, before driving her knee into her skull again. Eris’ head bounces off as she’s more focused on trying to get the scalpel out of her side, but Caroline was *never* going to give her that satisfaction.)
(Caroline grabs Eris and discards her back down to the ground, giving her a little help as she takes the scalpel and rips it out of Eris herself, deciding that it was time to give her a taste of her own medicine.)
(In an instant, she drives the scalpel against Eris’ spine, beginning to move her hand downward as she creates a large incision on her back. Eris cries in pain as blood begins to pour out.)
(But Caroline doesn’t get as much as she wants to, Eris swiftly takes her hand and drives it into the wound on Caroline’s thigh, digging her nails into it as Caroline is forced to let go. Eris squirms in pain, but she knows that momentary lapse can’t be afforded right now.)
(Caroline is hurt as she tries to get up, but is struggling, and that allows Eris to reach out and grab for something that dropped off of the table, a metal reflex hammer…)
(***CRACK!***)
(As she takes it and swings it against the side of Caroline’s head.)
(Blood splatters out of the mouth of Caroline as she lands back on the ground with a thud, and Eris is far from done, as she mounts on top of her.)
(CRACK!)
(CRACK!)
(CRACK!)
(CRACK!)
(As she begins to slam the hammer repeatedly against the face of Caroline, trying to mush her skull in. Blood flies across the head of Eris, as she grits her teeth, unloading every ounce of energy that she has left.)
(A crack is soundly heard.)
(The hammer drops onto the concrete.)
(Eris drops to a knee, panting with deep exhales.)
(She served an inscrutable look towards Caroline, who looked like mere roadkill at this juncture.)
(Despite that, Eris wasn’t yet satisfied…)
Eris Morti: Tuckered out…?
(She giggled.)
Eris Morti: *I’m not.*
(Her fingers wrapped over Caroline’s wrist.)
Eris Morti: *Let’s get crazy…*
(Like a bag of trash, Eris dumped Caroline off the ground, and onto her stumbling feet. A menacing smile etched across her countenance, as she’d pull Caroline’s wrists towards the five-foot tall table assorted with weaponry.)
(With one clean, careless swipe of her arm, all the sharp objects flew off the table and onto the ground, and here Eris climbed on top of the table half as tall as the entire structure.)
(She looked up as she prepared to get off one knee, the roof feeling as if it closed in on itself…)
(Eris gulped emptily, rising to her feet, awkwardly, as the five feet of space afforded weren’t tall enough to contain her entire body.)
(She closed her eyes, and ripped onto a steaming wire that held together one of the blinding light fixtures.)
(As it slowly trickled down to the bottom of the cell, Eris smiled, jumping off of the table into a half-successful roll after all her body had endured.)
(Brushing off the landing, her attention returned to Caroline.)
Eris Morti: You *do* look as pale as porcelain…
Eris Morti: Maybe you’re not *patient*, as you say… but **exhausted.**
Eris Morti: Difficult to find energy without your Vitamin D, after all.
(Eris grabs the light fixture, its dark plastic so hot Eris herself struggles to hold it.)
Eris Morti: *I can help with that.*
(She clutches Caroline by her broken jaw…)
Eris Morti: *I’ll give you the sun…*
Eris Morti: **I’LL GIVE YOU** ***LIFE!***
(Eris shoves the blinding light and all of its heat into Caroline’s face…)
(Caroline… lets out a **visceral** cry.)
(Her dark, empty pupils turn pale white…)
(Makeup… ***or skin***… melts off her face…)
(Her teeth grit, as tears escape from her struggling eyes…)
Eris Morti: Good girl… **BUT I’M NOT DONE.**
(# ERIS SHOVES THE THAWING, BLINDING LIGHT FURTHER INTO HER FACE!)
Caroline: # AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
Eris Morti: COME ON, CAROLINE!!! YOU ARE UNDER ALL ATTENTION, THE ENTIRE WORLD IS WATCHING!!! FIGHT BACK!!!!
(Caroline’s cries remain relentless…)
Eris Morti: LOCKED IN THIS PRISON… THIS “BOX”… MY PLAYTHING!!
Eris Morti: …and only mine.
(…)
Eris Morti: …Fight back.
(Eris forcibly keeps Caroline’s jaw in place as she attempts to resist, to no avail…)
Eris Morti: You can’t, huh? Fine then! Squirm! Pray to “your God”… BEG your little “lover” to save you… to “care” for you, for once…
(The screams turn thunderous, Eris’ banter becoming almost inaudible…)
Eris Morti: IT’S ALL FUTILE!!
(Eris sticks the radiation of light fully against her face, Caroline’s struggle further perpetuating as the heat of the light begins to feel as if it burns **her entire body**, melting the flesh off of her…)
(Fight or flight…)
(WHOOSH!!)
(Eris’ hands get swatted away, along with the small spotlight, still being held onto…)
Eris Morti: What the…
(Eris shakes her head.)
Eris Morti: I’m not done with you!
(Eris turns the light back towards her…)
(But Caroline reacts.)
(# SHE BLOWS BLACK MIST.)
(But it’s as if nothing happened with Eris. She continues to push the small spotlight further…)
(Yet, Caroline’s screams relented almost completely.)
Eris Morti: Huh…?
(She turns the light around… and sees the mist splatted into it, covering the light.)
(Eris sighs.)
Eris Morti: Scum… I **yearned** to feel that mist one more time…
Caroline: C— Cra— Crawl back… to the Hell you came from…
(Eris drops the light on the ground, effectively shattering it.)
Eris Morti: You allege to know what that “Hell” is…
Eris Morti: Come on, Caroline… On your dying breath… Tell the world my secret…
Eris Morti: Let the real me be your very final words, for all eternity…
(Caroline, with pale, empty, blind eyes… looks in the direction she senses Eris’ voice coming from.)
Caroline: To Hell with you, Yuli—
(SMAAAACCCK!!!!!!!!!)
(“The Meteor” smashes Caroline across the face, sending teeth flying.)
Eris Morti: Oops… Seems you ran out of time!
(Beneath the sardonic comment… rested a flat face, though…)
(Was it a game from Eris… *or a reaction?*)
Eris Morti: Okay.
(Eris retakes the hold of Caroline’s jaw with the palm of her hand…)
Eris Morti: Godspeed, Living Dead Girl.
(She shoves her into the steel grate walls of “The Box”…)
(**SMACK!!!!!!**)
(Eris’ forearm smashes against the grates, Caroline having found the power to duck.)
Caroline: Where are you looking…?
(Eris held onto her forearm, glancing everywhere, but unable to find Caroline anywhere.)
(**WOOOSHH!!!!!!**)
(From the same place that Eris hit her forearm, Caroline sprays black mist in her face.)
(Her eyes go momentarily blind, as she rolls around in the structure, seemingly only finding a wall every step she took.)
Caroline: Happy now?
(Caroline sharply exhaled, her skin feeling uncomfortable, yet filled with the yearning for vengeance.)
(The prison was packed full of toys, more and more grotesque…)
(Though something very specific caught her eye.)
(The Skevington’s gyves… a medieval torture device.)
(Without any more hesitation, she took the blinded, mist-filled Eris and began placing her in the A-shaped metal rack.)
(Her head strapped at the top. The hands at the midpoint. The legs spread at the lower ends.)
(Caroline kicked Eris’ backside, and the metal frame bent…)
(Her head swung down, and her legs lost all balance, dropping both knees into a sitting position.)
(Eris’ body compressed gruesomely, her whole body making one closed shape as blood quickly gushed out of her nose and ears.)
(Caroline looked towards inflicting an internal hemorrhage… and the more Eris’ body implodes on itself, the more does her satisfaction grow.)
(Her spine folded way past tolerance, Eris’ breath came in sips, with the occasional cough of blood…)
Caroline: Does this fulfill your masochism…?
(Caroline kicked Eris’ back again, sending her rolling while stuck in the device, which actually helps Eris escape…)
(But the look on Caroline’s face doesn’t change. This has all gone as intended.)
Caroline: Unfortunately, Eris… I *cannot* give you quite what you want.
(Caroline shrugged… as the referee began to count.)
ONEEEE—
(But Caroline picked her right back up.)
Caroline: You want the spotlight? Okay, have it.
(WHACK!!)
(A grueling forearm sends Eris down on one knee, and Caroline takes the liberty of picking up a chain thrown loosely on the ground.)
(With the chain, she climbed on the metal table, and in spite of the light, began wrapping the chain firmly around the roof of the structure.)
(Caroline genuinely smiled, as she went back for the carcass of Eris…)
(On top of the table, she wrapped the chain around her neck, and soon…)
(She would kick Eris to the wayside… leaving her to hang below the spotlight.)
Caroline: Goodbye—
(STAB!!)
(Suddenly…)
(Caroline coughed out blood of her own.)
(A pair of medical scissors punctured her stomach and her shirt…)
(Eris had a trick up her sleeve, moments before disaster, but…)
(CRASH!!!)
(With their lost balance, the table stumbled sideways, sending them both down…)
(The scissors went deeper into Caroline’s skin, while Eris was still processing the pain of her body compressing on itself…)
(Though slowly, Eris began attempting to crawl her way back to Caroline.)
(She knew this had to end soon. She could not take much more.)
(As she slowly approached Caroline… she whispered.)
Eris Morti: *You did great.*
(With an inhuman burst of energy, she grips the bottom of Caroline’s face, launching both of them up, and Caroline into the grated steel.)
(It was time to finish the job.)
(**SMASH!!!!!**)
(“The Meteor” truly smacks Caroline’s dismantled face… and the back of her head shockwaves into the steel grates.)
(**SMACK!!!**)
(And again.)
(**SMACK!!!!!!!!!**)
(…And again.)
(**SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!**)
(Caroline’s head becomes like a volleyball between the steel and Eris’ fists…)
(And yet… though stumbling…)
(**Caroline still stands on her feet….**)
(So, Eris reacted the only way she could.)
(By chuckling.)
Eris Morti: For a dead, empty soul… you certainly have some fight in you…
(Eris grabs Caroline’s jaw once more, placing her in firm position against the walls…)
Eris Morti: Cue the trombones… *Sweet Caroline…*
Eris Morti: (mimicking the rhythm of “Sweet Caroline”) Dunn… Dunn… Dun…
(**SMAAACCKK!!!!**)
(The Queen of Shadows collapsed on the concrete ground, “The Meteor” one final time, clobbered her orbital bones.)
(The official began another count…)
ONNEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
TWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
THREEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
FOUUUURRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!
FIVEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SIIXXXXXXXXXXXXXX!!!!!!!!
SEVEEENNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!
EIGHTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
NINEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TEN!
(…)
(…)
(……)
(Ten?)
(……………..)
(“I looked upon the scene before me—upon the mere house, and the bleak landscape about the domain, upon the vacant eye-like windows—with an utter depression of soul.”)
(Drip… Splash…)
(“Bzzzttt”… White LED lights buzzed, despite their… odd… lacking presence…)
(Distant whispers, which felt personal…)
(Eris rapidly glances around… confused…)
(She takes in every sound… as if it collided with her skin…)
(Beholding her eyes… **is utter darkness.**)
(Eris backpedals…)
(**Into a wall…**)
(She jumps to the side…)
(Into a wall…)
(In the void of darkness…)
(This infinite void felt claustrophobic…)
(Eris moved forward… and hit another wall.)
(She falls on her backside…)
(As a voice echoes from somewhere in The Dark Room…)
???: В чёрном-чёрном городе есть чёрная-чёрная улица…
(Eris grimaces in confusion… *In a black-black city there’s a black-black street…*)
???: На чёрной-чёрной улице стоит чёрный-чёрный дом…
(*On the black-black street stands a black-black house…*)
(The figure — Caroline — stepped forward, fading from the enclosed & endless abyss.)
Caroline: В чёрном-чёрном доме есть чёрная-чёрная комната…
(*In the black-black house there’s a black-black room…*)
(The eyes of Eris widen completely and the monotonous tone of Caroline persisted with this familiarity.)
Caroline: В чёрной-чёрной комнате стоит чёрный-чёрный гроб.
(*In the black-black room stands a black-black coffin…*)
Caroline: Вдруг из гроба высунулась чёрная-чёрная рука и закричала:
(*Suddenly a black-black hand reached out of the coffin and shouted:*)
(…)
(Piercingly…)
Caroline: # «ОТДАЙ МОЁ СЕРДЦЕ!!!»
( # *”GIVE ME BACK MY HEART!!!”*)
(Caroline’s voice echoes inside of Eris’ head, her ears buzzing, impalpable glass breaking from pressure around her…)
(Eris feels like a knife… is stabbed… in her *little* heart…)
(The soles of Caroline’s boots echo off the abyssal, dark ground…as if she were floating…)
(She leans down in the face of a single-teared, bloody Eris. Caroline’s pale pupils separated by the crimson mask on her face stared through her…)
(She whispered.)
Caroline: Eris Morti… *miscreant rat…*
(Her lips inched towards one of Eris’ buzzing ears.)
(Softly, calmly…)
Caroline: *Die.*
(A cruel fate was sealed.)
(Caroline rose back up, turning away from a despair-stricken Eris.)
(**GULP!!**)
(Eris’ entire body rises up…)
(An immaterial hand holds her neck…)
(Choking. Sinching. Gripping.)
(Eris chokes on the dark air, gasping, panicking…)
(Caroline remains stepping away, and toward the distant darkness, gingerly…)
(Until…)
(Blind spotlights flash her eyes…)
(**GULP!!**)
(Caroline rises above the lightless ground…)
(Her body was dragged face to face with Eris’…)
(An immaterial hand held her neck, too…)
(Choking. Sinching. Gripping.)
(Caroline choked on the blinding, hot air… She gasped, she began to panic…)
(With her life on the line, she’s never been more animated…)
(More… lively.)
(Eris laughs, despite the air leaving her body, crushing the bones in her neck…)
(The two cough blood in each other’s face…)
(Until they fade…)
(Eris’ dark eyes close.)
(As do Caroline’s blinded, white pupils…)
(A final breath…)
(*THUD.*)
(Exhausted, burnt, destroyed psychologically…)
(The two collapse…)
(…)
(The one thousand fans look on shockingly…)
(The two lay next to each other on the grey concrete…)
(The count to ten…)
ONE!!!!
TWWOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!
FOOUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!
FIVEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX!!!!!!!!!!!!
SEVEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!
EIGHHTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!
(*Huff…*)
(*Puff…*)
NINNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Eris Morti attempts to push herself up…)
(…)
TEEEEEEEEEEEEEE—-
(A cold touch meets her shoulder.)
(Down she is pushed, like lightweight…)
(…)
(…and Caroline, using Eris’ body, forces herself *up.*)
—EEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(And thus…)
(*The Queen of Shadows prevails.*)
(The ~~survivor~~ winner of “The Box”, Caroline.)
(Though, it merely feels like living to see another day… nothing like victory.)
(That was all she had. Caroline falls back down on the concrete.)
(Her eyes remain wide open, unblinking, looking up at the blinding lights.)
(Her emptiness was piercing… and the entire light equipment above them shattered.)
(In the utter darkness, only her vacant white eyes twinkled.)
(The End.)
(A commercial is shown for Spider-Man: Brand New Day. In theatres now.)
(After the brief intermission, the graphic for the next match comes onto the screen leading to loud cheers from the crowd.)
(After the graphic fades away, we see a shot of the battlefield where the next match will be taking place. A shot of the scaffold with the weapons crates is shown first before scaling down to the pit they will fight over that is filled with broken glass, nails…and plenty of C-4 explosives before cutting to Bella Braxton standing in the timekeeper’s area ready to begin the introductions for the upcoming contest.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is the special TAG TEAM WALK OF DEATH MATCH!!
Crowd: AORGHNAOIGNAOIGHAOIHGOAIRHGOAIRG!!!
Bella Braxton: Now in this match, all four competitors will be competing on the scaffold. The only way for a team to win is to throw BOTH members of the opposing team off of the scaffold and send them into the pit below!
(“I Was Made for Lovin’ You” by KISS starts to play as the team of Cynthia Valice walks out to the stage. This is followed by ‘Rompe’ by Daddy Yankee, bringing out Carmen Sanchez as the two walk down the ramp together. They take a moment to think about what they’re getting themselves into, but they are ready for this match as they start making their way to the scaffold.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first! From Kansas City, Missouri and Reno, Nevada, respectively. At a total combined weight of 236 pounds. Here is the team of “THE GIRL NEXT DOOR” CYNTHIA VALICE AND “EL TIGRE” CARMEN SANCHEZ!!
Rich Russillo: Well here comes the first team heading towards the scaffold in what is a first time ever type of match that we have seen tag team style. So you can say there is history in the making.
Persephone: Who cares about history unless we are talking about these four morons becoming ancient history after this match. This is gonna be great.
Thadd Blazevich: Well this is certainly going to be a way to make your Bloodsport debut, Bro. The question is will their Bloodsport experience be a positive one.
(Cynthia and Carmen arrive at the scaffold and look up as they start to make the climb up as the music has transitioned into playing “Nice To Meet Yah” by Asian Doll. Seconds later, Diamond Dixon makes her way out to the stage, and she is joined by Cosmo Goldworthy as ‘RUNITUP’ by Tyler, The Creator ft. Teezo Touchdown replaces her music. The two appear as confident as ever as they make their way to the scaffold, not letting the stipulation nor their opponents get to them.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing their opponents! From Houston, Texas and The Golden State, respectively. At a total combined weight of 396 pounds. They are the team of “CROWN JEWEL” DIAMOND DIXON AND COSMO “MONEY MO” GOLDWORTHY!
Thadd Blazevich: Here comes the opposition and they look more than ready to make a statement in this Walk of Death. The question is how much carnage will ensue, bro.
Persephone: You know this is the only way I can tolerate when you speak. When you say things like death and carnage and stuff like that because even your idiotic voice can’t ruin those words.
Rich Russillo: Well Diamond and Cosmo had a chance recently to become Unified Tag Team Champions contenders in the Tag Turmoil Tournament recently but that was taken away. Now the question is which team will survive the Walk of Death? Cosmo and Diamond are heading up to the scaffold and we are about to find out.)
(Cosmo and reach the scaffold and get in position. All four competitors are ready as the referee below calls for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, here we go! This match is underway and by the end of it, we are going to witness one of these teams going through a walk of death, Bro.
Rich Russillo: Both teams are airing on the side of caution in the opening seconds of the match. To remind everyone at home, in this match there are no rules. They only way to win is by having both members of the opposing team being thrown off the scaffold and landing in the pit below.
Thadd Blazevich: Both teams are looking in their crates of weapons to see what is going to be used first and that pit is filled with so much broken glass, so much C4, and who knows what else, Bro.
Persephone: We should just cut this match short and force all of them to jump off and land in the pit. That would be like Christmas coming early.
Thadd Blazevich: Both sides of the scaffold has a crate of weapons that each competitor can use on each other AS CYNTHIA AND CARMEN BLINDSIDE DIAMOND AND COSMO AND JUST START POUNDING THE HELL OUT OF THEM!
Rich Russillo: Well this is an interesting way to start the match going in with a fight as the ladies are doing whatever they can to keep the team with the undeniable size advantage. What should be the strategy of Cynthia and Carmen?
Persephone: Don’t get caught! Diamond is a powerful bitch with absolutely no taste in men and Cosmo is a MO-ron who weighs as much as the scrawny bitches combined. If they get caught, their asses are getting launched into the pit and I am completely fine with it.
Rich Russillo: Give Carmen and Cynthia a lot of credit for having the guts to bring the fight like this AS CARMEN ATTEMPTS A CHOKEHOLD ON DIAMOND AND DIAMOND SNAPS HER DOWN RIGHT ONTO THE STEEL SCAFFOLD!
Persephone: We’d be one bitch down if she used her brain AND THREW HER OFF THE SCAFFOLD! WHY ARE THE ELITISTS ON VOLTAGE SO DAMN STUPID?
Thadd Blazevich: Meanwhile, Cynthia is faring a little better with Cosmo using her speed against him as he catches her with a right hand staggering her. Cosmo comes running in AND CYNTHIA WITH A DROP TOE HOLD, BRO!
Rich Russillo: Cosmo goes face first into the scaffold and Cynthia grabs Cosmo AND JUST STARTS SMASHING HIS FACE INTO THE SCAFFOLD! HIS FACE ISN’T BOUNCING! IT’S JUST MAKING UGLY THUDS–
Thadd Blazevich: DIAMOND WITH A BIG BOOT SENDING CYNTHIA OFF OF COSMO! Diamond walks over to Cynthia AND GRABS HER BY THE THROAT TO BRING HER BACK TO HER FEET!
Persephone: I hope her eyeballs pop out of her head and fall into the pit. That would be awesome!
Thadd Blazevich: Cynthia is in a huge mess of trouble early on AS DIAMOND LOOKS TO THROW CYNTHIA OFF THE SCAFFOLD–
(CRACK!)
Rich Russillo: CARMEN WITH A KENDO STICK TO THE BACK OF DIAMOND! SHE DROPS CYNTHIA AND CYNTHIA LANDS HARD ON THE SCAFFOLD, BUT SHE IS SAFE FOR THE TIME BEING!
Persephone: Why a kendo stick? Isn’t there like swords or knives or a pew pew of some sort to make the match go even quicker and more definitive?
Rich Russillo: First, why did you say pew pew? Second, you know damn well that Voltage is about being extreme and not killing each other.
Persephone: Speak for yourself, asshole.
Thadd Blazevich: Call it what you want, but I call it a dangerous situation as CARMEN IS REPEATEDLY HITTING DIAMOND WITH THE KENDO STICK TRYING TO GET HER OFF HER FEET!
Rich Russillo: It honestly looks like she is just making Diamond even more mad because SHE GRABS THE KENDO STICK AND STARTS SHOVING IT BACK AND FORCING CARMEN BACK–
Thadd Blazevich: OH MY GAWD! CARMEN IS INCHES AWAY FROM SLIPPING RIGHT OFF THE EDGE OF THE SCAFFOLD! ONE WRONG MOVE AND CARMEN IS GONE–
Persephone: DAMN IT! Why does this other bitch have to exist? We’d be one bitch down if it wasn’t for her.
Thadd Blazevich: CYNTHIA WITH A CHOP BLOCK TO DIAMOND’S KNEE TO FORCE HER TO LET GO OF THE KENDO STICK AND FREE CARMEN FROM THE DEMISE SHE WAS ABOUT TO FIND HERSELF IN!
Rich Russillo: Cynthia is rushing to one of the crates to pull another weapon to use and she pulls out a fire extinguisher. It seems she has something in mind here, as Diamond Dixon is still dazed right in front of her!
Persephone: Well what is she gonna do with a fire extinguisher?? See, this is why you can’t let rookies like Cynthia into matches like this, they don’t know what they’re doing.
Rich Russillo: I don’t know about that! Cynthia pulls the pin as she gets ready to put it to use- BUT COSMO WITH A SPINNING BACK ELBOW, FORCING CYNTHIA TO DROP THE EXTINGUISHER AND IT GOES OFF A LITTLE BIT AFTER BEING DROPPED!
Persephone: Sadly, if that pervert Gavin Kirkland is watching this match, that would have been the exact reaction that sicko would have had. We need less sickos in this company.
Thadd Blazevich: Good luck with that as Cynthia is resting her back against the weapons crate and Cosmo DELIVERS A LOW DROPKICK INTO CYNTHIA’S FACE!
Rich Russillo: It also sends the back of Cynthia’s skull into the crate. That is not a wood crate. I heard before the match that the crate was extra fortified to prevent breaking during the match. That means that the crate can be used as a weapon as shown by Cosmo.
Thadd Blazevich: Cosmo and Diamond have controlled a good portion of this match as Diamond is stalking Carmen to make her pay for the kendo stick shots AS SHE GOES FOR ANOTHER BIG BOOT–
Persephone: The bitch missed. WHAT A SHOCK!
Thadd Blazevich: Carmen gets out of the way and Diamond is trying to regain composure AS CARMEN WITH A DROPKICK TO DIAMOND’S SPINE SENDS STUMBLING TOWARDS THE CRATE WITH ENOUGH FORCE TO CAUSE DIAMOND’S KNEE TO HIT THE CRATE!
Rich Russillo: That certainly smarted as Carmen once again JUMPS FOR DIAMOND, BUT DIAMOND CATCHES HER! THIS ISN’T GOOD!
Persephone: Well duh! Dumb bitch didn’t think that through as SHE HAS THE SCRAWNY BITCH IN THE AIR WITH THE MILITARY PRESS!
Rich Russillo: DIAMOND IS GOING TO LAUNCH CARMEN OFF THE SCAFFOLD! IT DIDN’T TAKE VERY LONG TO ELIMINATE SOMEBODY FROM THE MATCH! CYNTHIA IS IN A WORLD OF TROUBLE!
Persephone: LAUNCH THE BITCH! LAUNCH THE BITCH! LAUNCH THE BITCH! LET’S SEE SOMEBODY GO BOOM!
Thadd Blazevich: WAIT A SECOND! CARMEN IS STARTING TO GET FREE AS SHE MANAGES TO CATCH DIAMOND IN THE TEMPLE WITH THE TIP OF HER BOOT! She wiggles to get free–
Rich Russillo: AND SHE GRABS DIAMOND BY THE HEAD AND COUNTERS WITH A TORNADO DDT ON THE SCAFFOLD!
Thadd Blazevich: Remember that the scaffold will move a little bit with the impact of these moves, Bro. Not much but we can tell. This is not the most sturdy of surfaces to have a match.
Persephone: High chance of injury which means a high chance of this match not completely sucking like it is now.
Thadd Blazevich: Right now, Carmen goes back into the weapons crate to find another weapon to use. What kind of weapons are in there?
Rich Russillo: Who knows? But Carmen has stopped looking for a weapon and has found her balance on the rim of the crate.
Persephone: Of course she could find her balance on that small surface. If she was any shorter, her teacup ride would be on a kitchen table somewhere.
Rich Russillo: Diamond is starting to get back to her feet as CARMEN LAUNCHES HERSELF OFF THE CRATE AND TAKES DIAMOND DOWN WITH A SOMERSAULT NECKBREAKER—
Persephone: NO! DIAMOND MOVED AND WAS ABLE TO CATCH CARMEN! SHE HOISTS HER UP, BEFORE DELIVERING A BACK SUPLEX ONTO THE SCAFFOLD!!! Carmen goes down as Diamond sits up, while Cosmo nods his head seeing that they’re getting the upper hand
Thadd Blazevich: Cosmo and Diamond are in firm control as he turns around AND CYNTHIA HAS THE FIRE EXTINGUISHER FROM EARLIER AND SPRAYS IT RIGHT IN COSMO’S FACE! COSMO IS STUMBLING AROUND WITH HIS EYES AND LUNGS FILLED WITH THE EXTINGUISHER—
Rich Russillo: COSMO’S FOOT SLIPPED OFF THE SCAFFOLD AND HE DROPS SITTING AND HE NOW HAS A FOOT DANGLING OFF THE EDGE AS CYNTHIA STARTS TRYING TO PUSH HIM OFF THE SIDE!
Thadd Blazevich: SHE IS STRUGGLING BUT SHE IS SLOWLY INCHING HIM CLOSER TO THE PIT!
Persephone: Problem is, Cosmo is twice her size and has found enough wherewithal to start grabbing onto the scaffold.
Thadd Blazevich: COSMO IS ONLY A FEW INCHES AWAY FROM BEING TAKEN OUT OF THIS MATCH, BRO! Actually taken out is putting it very mildly.
Rich Russillo: BUT HERE COMES DIAMOND WITH A RIGHT HAND TO THE SIDE OF CYNTHIA’S HEAD AS SHE PULLS COSMO AWAY FROM THE EDGE AND SAVES HIM IN THIS MATCH!
Persephone: BAHAHAHAHAHAHA! She is literally carrying him over and resting him against one of the crates. She picked him up like he was nothing. I mean he is nothing, but that’s not the point.
Rich Russillo: Diamond is heading back to the chaos AS CYNTHIA LAUNCHES HERSELF AT DIAMOND! THAT DIDN’T WORK AS DIAMOND CATCHES HER AND HAS A BEARHUG APPLIED–
(CRASH!)
Persephone: WHAT THE HELL? IS THE STAFF DRINKING ON THE JOB? WHY IN THE HELL WAS THAT IN THERE?
Thadd Blazevich: CARMEN SAVES CYNTHIA AND CRACKS A BEER BOTTLE ACROSS DIAMOND’S HEAD! Diamond lets Cynthia go as both women kick Diamond in the gut and grab her by the head AND TRY TO LIFT HER UP FOR A DOUBLE SUPLEX—
Rich Russillo: DIAMOND IS TRYING TO BLOCK IT! DIAMOND IS A VERY POWERFUL COMPETITOR—
Thadd Blazevich: CYNTHIA AND CARMEN KNEE DIAMOND IN THE FACE! Bro, that could have broken her nose right there.
Rich Russillo: It could have but right now it gives Carmen and Cynthia the momentum that they need to LIFT DIAMOND AND HIT THE DOUBLE SUPLEX!
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, I think Diamond’s foot clipped the weapon crate. That could come back to haunt Diamond later on in the match.
Persephone: Take out her ankles all you want but if you are struggling this much to suplex her, what hope do you have to push her off a scaffold? Make it make sense, people.
Thadd Blazevich: Right now they have Diamond down as Cynthia has the kendo stick AND HOLDS IT AGAINST DIAMOND’S THROAT TO KEEP HER DOWN! Now Carmen turns her attention to Cosmo AND RUNS TOWARDS HIM–
Rich Russillo: SHE HITS A BASEBALL SLIDE DROPKICK TO THE HEAD AND SMASHES COSMO’S HEAD AGAINST THE WEAPONS CRATE! THAT WAS AN UGLY THUD!
Persephone: There are no ugly thuds if it means blood, gore, and death come after it. GET WITH THE PROGRAM PEOPLE!!
Rich Russillo: Cynthia is choking Diamond half to death, BUT DIAMOND IS STARTING TO FIGHT BACK BUT CARMEN COMES BACK WITH BOOTS TO THE FACE!!
Persephone: Break her nose. That’s a decent start, but I WANT REAL BLOOD! REAL GORE! I WANT THERE TO BE A BUNCH OF VACANCIES ON THE ROSTER SO THE NEXT SHOW CAN BE AS SHORT AS POSSIBLE!! DON’T DISAPPOINT ME!
Thadd Blazevich: It’s two on one right now and Diamond is showing how powerful she is by still fighting to try and get back up and SHE MANAGES TO SHOVE CYNTHIA OFF OF HER AND START GETTING BACK TO HER FEET—
Rich Russillo: DIAMOND CATCHES CARMEN AND HAS HER IN A BEARHUG! DIAMOND IS SWINGING HER AROUND LIKE A RAGDOLL—
Thadd Blazevich: Cynthia is back on her feet AND DIAMOND TOSSES CARMEN AT CYNTHIA LIKE A PROJECTILE WEAPON, AND THE FORCE SENDS CYNTHIA OFF THE SIDE OF THE SCAFFOLD!!
Persephone: YES! YES! YES! ONE BITCH DOWN!! THIS IS THE BEST DAY EVER!!
Thadd Blazevich: CYNTHIA MANAGES TO GRAB ONTO THE SIDE OF THE SCAFFOLD TO SAVE HERSELF! SHE IS ALIVE IN ALL SENSES!
Rich Russillo: But Diamond has grabbed A BASEBALL BAT FROM THE CRATE TO ELIMINATE CYNTHIA FROM THE MATCH AND SMASH HER HANDS INTO OBLIVION!!
Persephone: You make it sound like it’s a bad thing. Watching that would be wonderful and could end up as the cover of my Christmas card.
Rich Russillo: Of course it would. Diamond has evil intentions on her mind AS SHE TRIES TO SMASH ONE HAND THAT CYNTHIA MOVES OUT OF THE WAY!
Persephone: DON’T SMASH THE HANDS!! CRACK HER SKULL WITH THE BAT AND END THE BITCH!! I swear her associating herself with that Cosmo-ron has made her even more stupid.
Thadd Blazevich: Diamond tries for the other hand AND CYNTHIA GETS HER HAND OUT OF THE WAY ONCE AGAIN! Now Diamond might be taking Persephone’s advice, which is scary in its own right, to clobber Cynthia in the head with the bat–
(CRACK!)
Rich Russillo: SOMEONE GOT CLOBBERED ALRIGHT AND IT WASN’T CYNTHIA! IT WAS DIAMOND AND IT WAS CARMEN WITH A STEEL PIPE TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!
Thadd Blazevich: Here comes Cosmo AND COSMO GETS CRACKED WITH THE STEEL PIPE FOR HIS TROUBLE AND HE GOES DOWN! CARMEN IS LIKE A HOUSE OF FIRE RIGHT NOW!
Persephone: It was Carmen on the scaffold with the steel pipe. Bitch needs to GET a clue.
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, that’s harsh. But look at Carmen. She is grabbing Cynthia by the arm to get her back onto the scaffold. Cynthia is catching her breath because she knows if she fell, their team’s chances of winning drop to almost zero.
Rich Russillo: Meanwhile, Carmen is ready to keep going and beat the hell out of her opposition some more as she charges at Diamond–
Persephone: BUT THE BITCH GETS CAUGHT BY DIAMOND, AND DRIVEN INTO THE SCAFFOLD WITH A SPINEBUSTER!! COULD HAVE DONE IT OFF THE SCAFFOLD YOU DUMB BITCH!
Rich Russillo: Then they most likely both would have fallen?
Persephone: What’s your point?
Thadd Blazevich: Cosmo is still recovering as he slides Diamond a steel chair. She has it on the scaffold exactly how she wants in this very dangerous situation–
Rich Russillo: DIAMOND CRACKS CARMEN IN THE SKULL WITH THAT STEEL CHAIR! OH MY GAWD CONCUSSION CITY!
Thadd Blazevich: Carmen had to have had her brains scrambled after that shot. Carmen is down as Diamond pulls her up back by the hair and is looking to DDT Carmen onto the steel chair–
Persephone: CYNTHIA WAS COMING WITH A LIGHT TUBE AND COSMO USES HIS BRAIN FOR ONCE AND HITS A SAVATE KICK ON THAT BLONDE BIMBO!
Thadd Blazevich: Cynthia was hit so hard that it knocked her into the crate of weapons. Cosmo is feeling pretty good about himself as HE KICKS THE CRATE FOR GOOD MEASURE CATCHING CYNTHIA’S HEAD INSIDE IN THE PROCESS!
Rich Russillo: Cosmo playing for keeps in this match as Diamond finally hits the DDT on the steel chair. Carmen is down and Diamond goes to help Cosmo as she reaches into the crate to grab Cynthia–
Persephone: THAT BITCH HAS SPRAY! WHAT KIND OF SPRAY IS THAT? HAIRSPRAY? PEPPER SPRAY? EITHER WAY, IT WAS FUCKING STUPID!
Rich Russillo: Diamond ducked out of the way AND IT WAS COSMO WHO GOT SPRAYED IN THE EYES!
Persephone: Serves the dumbass right for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Thadd Blazevich: Cosmo was blinded as Cynthia finds some brass knuckles AND HITS DIAMOND WITH A RIGHT HAND STALLING HER FOR A MOMENT AS SHE GRABS THE LIGHT TUBE ONCE AGAIN–
(CRASH!)
Rich Russillo: THIS TIME CYNTHIA HITS HER TARGET! COSMO IS STILL BLINDED FROM THE SPRAY AS THE LIGHT TUBE SHOT STAGGERS HIM SIDEWAYS–
Thadd Blazevich: CYNTHIA WITH A DISCUS CLOTHESLINE KNOCKING COSMO RIGHT OFF THE SCAFFOLD!!
Persephone: FINALLY THIS BITCH DOES SOMETHING RIGHT! NOW LET’S SEE THE BOOM!
Thadd Blazevich: LOOK! Cosmo was able to grab onto the side of the scaffold at the last second to save himself. Now he could have glass in his eyes along with the spray–
(CRASH!)
Rich Russillo: DIAMOND WITH A MIRROR ACROSS CYNTHIA’S SKULL! THAT’S GONNA BE SEVEN YEARS OF BAD LUCK!
Persephone: She associates with Cosmo. Her bad luck started months ago.
Rich Russillo: Cynthia is down as Diamond hoists Carmen up INTO THE MILITARY PRESS ONE MORE TIME!
Persephone: OH YES! IT BETTER WORK THIS TIME! LAUNCH THE BITCH INTO THE PIT OF HAPPINESS! MAKE MY DAY!! COME ON!!
Thadd Blazevich: Carmen is already higher in the air than before as Diamond slowly moves Carmen over to the side AND DUMPS HER OFF THE SCAFFOLD WITH THE PRESS SLAM!
Rich Russillo: CARMEN IS FALLING AND NOW IT’S GOING TO BE TWO ON ONE AGAINST CYNTHIA–
Thadd Blazevich: HOLY SHIT!!
Persephone: You have got to be joking with me! No fucking way!
Thadd Blazevich: Oh it’s way, Bro!!
Rich Russillo: CARMEN SAVED HERSELF BY GRABBING ONTO COSMO’S ANKLES AT THE LAST SECOND! THE CROWD IS GOING WILD FOR THAT INNOVATIVE SAVE!!
Persephone: I hate this place so much! Nobody just willingly wants to die.
Rich Russillo: But Carmen isn’t safe because she is in more danger than Cosmo right now only a couple of ankles separate Carmen from being blown to kingdom come.
Persephone: Always let go, bitch. Forget about what the movies tell you.
Thadd Blazevich: Cosmo is trying to hold on, BUT HE IS ALSO TRYING TO SHAKE CARMEN OFF HIS ANKLES, BUT CARMEN IS NOT BUDGING ONE BIT, BRO! DIDN’T THINK WE WOULD SEE THIS COMING!
Rich Russillo: Now Diamond is in an interesting predicament. She can’t try to send Carmen into the pit because she is in a lose lose situation right now.
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah. She helps Cosmo and she inadvertently helps Carmen get back into the match. But if she tries to send Carmen into the pit, she runs the risk of sending Cosmo into the pit as well.
Persephone: Send them both down. These dumbasses knew exactly what they were getting into when they walked into this match. Cosmo will still be here, but he might be in about 33 different pieces when he hits the C4.
Rich Russillo: All the internal deliberation has given Cynthia time to recover AND SHE JUMPS ON DIAMOND’S BACK AND TRIES TO CHOKE HER OUT WITH THE STEEL PIPE!
Thadd Blazevich: Everyone is in jeopardy right now of meeting an explosive demise. Carmen and Cosmo are obvious, but one wrong move could send Cynthia or Diamond into the pit.
Persephone: PIT OF HAPPINESS! As dubbed by me because of the happiness it will bring when they all die–
Thadd Blazevich: There is a fight going on right now AS CARMEN IS STARTING TO PULL HERSELF BACK UP! SHE IS USING COSMO’S GEAR TO HELP HER BUT ANYTHING WORKS!
Rich Russillo: CARMEN IS TRYING TO FIND ANYTHING THAT SHE CAN GRAB TO GET BACK ONTO THE SCAFFOLD! CARMEN IS STRUGGLING, BUT SHE’S MAKING THE CLIMB!
Persephone: Jeez, talk about a close call. Carmen nearly grabbed the back of Cosmo’s tights, and that is NOT a sight I need to see!
Rich Russillo: Now Carmen has a handful of Cosmo’s hair to give the leverage to try and grab onto the side of the scaffold… AND SHE DOES! NOW SHE IS HANGING ONTO THE SCAFFOLD AND MOVING OVER INSTEAD OF UP?!?!
Persephone: Does this bitch understand that this isn’t some damn monkey bars at the park? What an idiot–
Thadd Blazevich: DIAMOND TOSSES CYNTHIA OFF OF HER AND RIGHT NEXT TO HER PARTNER! THAT WASN’T SMART!
Rich Russillo: But Cynthia does hold her arm out to pull Carmen up AND BACK INTO THIS MATCH! LISTEN TO THE APPLAUSE FOR THE EFFORT SHOWN BY THESE COMPETITORS!
Thadd Blazevich: But what that also did was give Diamond an opportunity to pull Cosmo back onto the scaffold. WE ARE BACK TO WHERE WE STARTED!
Rich Russillo: All four competitors are exhausted as Diamond goes into one of the crates and pulls out a bag AND IT’S THUMBTACKS!! DIAMOND JUST MADE THINGS WORSE!
Thadd Blazevich: Now Diamond is just sprinkling the thumbtacks all over the scaffold. But what that does is put her and Cosmo in extra danger too.
Persephone: What an idiot!
Thadd Blazevich: Carmen and Cynthia have a stop sign and a 2 by 4 as they go right back to the fight AS DIAMOND GRABS CYNTHIA BY THE THROAT FOR A CHOKESLAM WHILE COSMO GRABS CARMEN–
Rich Russillo: COSMO HITS THE “MONEY TALKS”! UNPRETTIER BY COSMO AND CARMEN GOES FACE FIRST INTO THE THUMBTACKS!
Persephone: But the gigantic dumbass also put himself in the tacks with that.
Rich Russillo: AND CYNTHIA GETS FREE OF THE CHOKESLAM BEFORE COUNTERING WITH A “SHY FLASH”! SPINNING HEEL KICK CATCHES DIAMOND RIGHT IN THE FACE–
Persephone: AND SENDS HER FALLING OFF THE SCAFFOLD, BUT DAMN IT!! SHE HELD ON AS WELL! NO NEED! JUST FALL AND ALL THE PAIN WILL GO AWAY!
Thadd Blazevich: Diamond is on the precipice of taking a long trip down into the pit. One wrong move and she turns into a Diamond land mine, Bro.
Persephone: That was fucking stupid. Never say that again.
Rich Russillo: It’s partly true as COSMO HAS CYNTHIA AROUND THE NECK WITH BARBED WIRE! I WAS WONDERING WHEN IN THE HELL WE WOULD SEE THAT IN THIS MATCH!
Thadd Blazevich: LOOK AT THE BLOOD COMING FROM CYNTHIA’S NECK FROM THE FORCE OF BEING STRANGLED! BRO, IT’S NOT A PRETTY SIGHT!
Rich Russillo: Now Cosmo has Cynthia locked up around the neck AND HE HITS THE “ECSTASY OF GOLD”! WHAT A SUPLEX BUT IT SENDS HER SPINE FIRST INTO THE CRATE!
Thadd Blazevich: CYNTHIA LANDED HARD AND SHE LOOKS LIKE SHE NEEDS AN EXORCIST THE WAY SHE LANDED!
Persephone: I think they all do but that’s another story entirely.
Thadd Blazevich: Now Cosmo is rushing over towards Diamond and doing whatever he can to bring her back on the scaffold. But it is getting extremely difficult to do that because of the energy spent just competing in this match.
Rich Russillo: Not to mention he was dangling from the scaffold himself for a long time with Carmen on his ankles.
Persephone: That isn’t much of a feat. Carmen weighs about as much as a potato.
Rich Russillo: Your measurements are extremely weird, but be that as it may, COSMO HAS DIAMOND BACK ON THE SCAFFOLD AND EVERYBODY IS SPENT!!
Persephone: It would be better if everybody was DEAD AND BLEEDING!
Thadd Blazevich: Well there is still time for that as Cosmo is the first to get to his feet as he crouches in position to finish Carmen off. Carmen has made it back to her feet AND COSMO GOES FOR THE “COLDEST WINTER”–
Rich Russillo: I DON’T KNOW HOW, CARMEN WAS ABLE TO LEAP FROG OVER COSMO AND AVOID THE SPEAR! COSMO KEEPS ON GOING–
Thadd Blazevich: AND HE ABOUT SPEARS DIAMOND WHEN SHE GOT BACK ON HER FEET! OH THAT WAS ALMOST BAD!
Rich Russillo: Cosmo is seeing if Diamond is alright, but that was almost a horrible miscommunication right there–
Thadd Blazevich: CYNTHIA WITH A BRICK TO THE BACK OF COSMO’S NECK AND THE FORCE SENDS COSMO CRASHING INTO DIAMOND!
Persephone: Out of all things they could have, she finds a damn brick!
Thadd Blazevich: That is not the story, bro. The story is that COSMO CRASHED INTO DIAMOND AND DIAMOND FELL RIGHT OFF THE SCAFFOLD AGAIN! COSMO IS HOLDING ONTO HER HANDS FOR DEAR LIFE!
Rich Russillo: This is a very dangerous situation as Cosmo is holding firm in position to try and pull Diamond back up–
Thadd Blazevich: HERE COMES CARMEN WITH A STEEL BASEBALL BAT!! AND SHE HAS A SMILE ON HER FACE GOING FROM EAR TO EAR!!
Rich Russillo: She doesn’t rush because she knows she has the advantage as she makes her way right over to Cosmo and brings the bat back–
Thadd Blazevich: AND SHE CATCHES COSMO RIGHT BETWEEN THE LEGS WITH THE STEEL BAT AND OH WHAT PAIN HE MUST BE FEELING RIGHT NOW!
Persephone: Not that he was using his little cosmo to begin with.
Thadd Blazevich: On instinct, Cosmo grabs his family jewels to protect them from further harm-
Rich Russillo: HE LET GO OF DIAMOND!! DIAMOND IS FALLING INTO THE PIT–
(BOOM!)
(CRASH!!)
(BAM!!)
Persephone: YES! YES! OH YES! THAT WAS SO AWESOME!!
Thadd Blazevich: DIAMOND DIXON HAS TAKEN HER WALK OF DEATH AND COSMO’S FACE TELLS THE STORY! HE JUST REALIZED WHAT HE DID!!
Rich Russillo: Oh he is going to be hearing this as soon as she gets out of the hospital.
Thadd Blazevich: I think Cosmo also realizes that he is up there all alone against BOTH Carmen and Cynthia.
Persephone: Say your prayers, dumbass. Just save face and jump off now.
Thadd Blazevich: Cosmo tries to bring the fight to the ladies, but they duck the clothesline attempt AND HE RUNS INTO A DOUBLE “SHY FLASH”! DOUBLE SPINNING HEEL KICK SENDS COSMO STAGGERING–
Rich Russillo: CYNTHIA AND CARMEN EACH TAKE AN END OF THE 2 BY 4 AND CLOBBER COSMO WITH IT SENDING HIM OFF THE SCAFFOLD! HE MISSES THE RAILING TO SAVE HIMSELF–
(BOOM!)
(CRASH!!)
(BAM!!)
Rich Russillo: COSMO GOLDWORTHY HAS TAKEN HIS WALK OF DEATH! THIS MATCH IS OVER!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“I Was Made for Lovin’ You” starts playing again as the crowd is stunned beyond belief by what just happened. Even Cynthia and Carmen are shocked as we see the EMTs and medic staff immediately rushing to the pit to help Diamond and Cosmo. Then we hear Bella Braxton announcing the final decision of the match.)
Bella Braxton: Here are your winners… the team of CARMEN SANCHEZ AND CYNTHIA VALICE!
Rich Russillo: Never in my life have I seen a match of this extreme end with this reaction. The crowd is in stunned shock right now.
Persephone: I am happy beyond belief. I didn’t get to see four losers die, but two is fine with me. Stop looking so damn shocked, you stupid bimbos. You won the match.
(The realization hits everybody as the crowd erupts into cheers as Cynthia and Carmen hug each other in celebration before grabbing hold of one of the weapons crates as the crew brings the scaffold down enough to get the ladies off of it.)
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, for a match like this, it was what I was expecting and more. I don’t know about you but all things considered, you might have to call this a huge upset. I didn’t have this ending on my bingo card.
Persephone: You could call it whatever the hell you want, but you know what I call it? OVER! Let’s get the carcasses out of here so I can watch the next dose of death.
(The medics have managed to get Diamond and Cosmo out of the pit and onto separate stretchers before wheeling them back. Meanwhile, The scaffold is down as the crew assists Carmen and Cynthia off of it as the referee at the pit raises their arms in victory.)
Thadd Blazevich: While they didn’t win, you have to give a lot of credit to Cosmo and Diamond. They fought hard and were close to victory on their own account, but unfortunately for them, they were the ones who took the walk of death.
Persephone: Yeah yeah. It’s heartbreaking. Now they’re dead and none of my concern. BRING ON THE NEXT BLOODBATH!
Rich Russillo: Concerned as always, Persephone, but we weren’t sure what to expect with a Walk of Death match, but we got a hell of a fight that led to Carmen and Cynthia leaving as winners. Congratulations again on the huge victory, ladies.
(The final shot shows Carmen and Cynthia slowly walking… or dragging… themselves to the ramp as they raise their arms in triumphant victory one more time before the camera shot fades elsewhere.)
(A commercial is shown for the new Nickleback album coming out soon, starring Auburn Ware.)
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(The camera returns to ringside as the crowd inside the arena remains loud. The camera slowly pans around the ringside area, where two large containers have been positioned on the floor. One contains thick industrial adhesive, while the other is filled with countless pieces of shattered glass.)
Rich Russillo: Ladies and gentlemen, what you see around ringside tells you everything you need to know about what is coming next. Bronson Daniels and Miku Sakai are about to meet in a Taipei Deathmatch, and before that bell can ring, both competitors will have their fists wrapped, dipped into that adhesive, and coated in broken glass.
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, there is no easing into this one. The second these two get their hands prepared, every punch they throw becomes a weapon, and after everything that has happened between Bronson and Miku these last few weeks, I don’t think either one plans on pulling anything.
Persephone: Good. They spent the go-home show screaming about how badly they wanted to get their hands on each other, so now they get to mutilate each other legally. This might be the first useful thing either of them has done.
(Bella Braxton stands in the center of the ring as the crowd begins to settle.)
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A TAIPEI DEATHMATCH!!!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Bella Braxton: AND IT IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(“Life is Short, O Brave Girl” by Hanabie suddenly blasts throughout the arena, drawing an immediate chorus of boos.)
(Miku Sakai steps through the curtain with none of her usual playful theatrics. Her eyes are already fixed on the ring as she begins marching down the ramp, wearing an expression far more serious and focused than usual. Miku glances toward the containers of glue and glass as she approaches ringside before looking back toward the entrance stage.)
Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST! FROM FUKUI, JAPAN, WEIGHING IN AT 110 POUNDS… “THE AUDACITY”… MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKU SAKAAAAAAAAIIIIII!!!!
Rich Russillo: Miku Sakai has made no secret of what this means to her. She has spent years trying to break out of the position she believes her career has fallen into, and tonight she has an opportunity to change that against a Hall of Famer she has openly called one of the biggest symbols of everything she believes she should have accomplished herself.
Persephone: Which is a very long way of saying she is bitter and desperate. That actually makes her perfect for this match, because rational people do not coat their hands in broken glass.
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, Miku also loves this kind of environment. Hardcore matches do not scare her, and with how angry she has been at Bronson since he cost her that match against Ashlynn Quinn, and the way she was so agitated with him even before, I don’t think the glass scares her nearly as much as losing to him would.
(Miku walks around to one side of the vats where an official is waiting with rolls of athletic tape. Miku immediately extends both hands without ever taking her eyes off the entrance stage.)
(“Run Into Flowers” by M83 hits.)
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
(Bronson Daniels steps onto the stage, and the former World Champion receives a huge reaction from the crowd. Bronson looks toward the ring and immediately finds Miku staring back at him. There is no smile on his face and no attempt to play to the audience for long. Bronson begins walking down the ramp, keeping his eyes fixed entirely on Miku.)
Bella Braxton: AND HER OPPONENT! FROM LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA, WEIGHING IN AT 190 POUNDS… EAW HALL OF FAMER… “THE HEARTBEAT”… BROOOOOOOOONSON DAAAAAAAAANIELS!!!!
Persephone: Bronson looks miserable. Somehow that is probably an improvement over having to listen to Miku scream at him again.
Rich Russillo: Bronson has admitted this opportunity does not excite him the way something like this once might have, but don’t mistake that for indifference toward Miku Sakai. Bronson believes Miku has created every problem surrounding her career and then blamed everyone else for the consequences, and after what these two have done to one another, this became personal very quickly.
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, Bronson even said he sees some of himself in Miku, and that is part of why he cannot stand her. Tonight he gets the chance to prove they are not the same, but in a match like this, I don’t know how clean that line is gonna look by the end.
(Bronson reaches ringside and briefly looks down at the glue and shattered glass before stepping to a different official on the opposite side of the vats from Miku, never breaking eye contact her as the officials begin to wrap their hands in tape)
Rich Russillo: This is the final preparation. Once those hands are wrapped, the tape will be coated in adhesive and then pressed directly into the shattered glass sitting outside the ring.
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, even before the glass gets involved, look at how much tape they’re putting around the hands and wrists. They have to secure everything enough that those shards stay attached once these two start throwing punches.
Persephone: And Miku has not looked away from Bronson once. Neither has he. I hope the officials finish quickly before these idiots decide the tape alone is enough to start fighting.
(The official finishes wrapping Miku’s right hand before beginning on her left, and Bronson flexes his taped fingers as the final layers are applied around his wrists.)
(Miku suddenly raises her taped fist toward Bronson and slowly runs her thumb across her throat.)
(Bronson responds by holding both hands out toward her as if inviting her to come try.)
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, they are not even pretending this is anything but a fight anymore. Captain Charisma stopped them from touching each other last week, and that protection is about to disappear completely when the bell rings.
(The officials begin to move them toward the vats to begin coating their hands)
(Until…)
???: If I could have everyone’s attention for a moment…
(The camera pans up to see Eden Sinclair at the top of the ramp with a microphone in hand.)
Eden Sinclair: Before we finish preparing the two of you, there is one more thing that needs to be addressed.
(Eden looks from Miku to Bronson.)
Eden Sinclair: When this match was announced, you were promised an Ultimate Opportunity. You knew winning tonight would mean more than simply defeating each other, but neither of you were told exactly what would be waiting on the other side.
(Both Miku and Bronson exchange disdainful looks.)
Eden Sinclair: So I am going to make this very simple.
Eden Sinclair: Whoever wins this Taipei Deathmatch will receive a championship match at Territorial Invasion!
(The crowd erupts.)
Rich Russillo: THERE IT IS! Now we finally know what is waiting for the winner! Bronson Daniels or Miku Sakai will leave Bloodsport knowing that at Territorial Invasion, they are getting a championship opportunity!
Persephone: As if they needed another reason to murder each other. Miku has been obsessing over getting another chance to change her career, and Bronson has another road toward championship gold sitting directly in front of him.
Thadd Blazevich: This changes the stakes completely, bro! They already hated each other, but now one of these two is walking out of here with a title match at Territorial Invasion!
Eden Sinclair: You have both spent weeks making this personal. Tonight, there will be nobody standing between you and nobody stopping either of you from doing whatever it takes.
(Eden pauses, looking at both competitors.)
Eden Sinclair: Good luck.
Eden Sinclair: I have a feeling you’re both going to need it.
(Eden lowers the microphone and turns back toward the curtain.)
Rich Russillo: And now there is nothing left except the final preparation.
(Miku thrusts both taped hands forward. The official guides them down into the vat of adhesive, completely coating the tape from the knuckles down. Miku pulls them free, strands of glue stretching from her fists before she immediately pushes both hands deep into the container of shattered glass.)
Thadd Blazevich: Bro… look at that. Dude, Miku is practically burying her fists in there herself!
(Miku pulls her hands free.)
(The boos grow louder as shards of glass completely cover both taped fists. Miku rotates her wrists, examining them before grinning toward Bronson.)
Persephone: There. Miku Sakai is officially carrying two weapons at the ends of her arms. Wonderful.
(Bronson steps forward on the opposite side. His taped hands are lowered into the adhesive before being pushed into the shattered glass. Bronson pulls them back out, both fists now completely coated in jagged fragments.)
Rich Russillo: Bronson Daniels is ready as well. Look at those hands. From this point forward, every punch can tear flesh open.
(Bronson rolls underneath the bottom rope.)
(Miku slides into the ring from the opposite side.)
Thadd Blazevich: Both of them are ready, Bro! There is nothing left separating them now!
(Miku stands in one corner, staring across the ring with a vicious grin as bloodless shards glisten across both fists.)
(Bronson stands opposite her, clenching and unclenching his hands while keeping his eyes locked on Miku.)
Persephone: Ring the fucking bell.
(The referee looks toward Bronson.)
(Bronson nods.)
(The referee looks toward Miku.)
(Miku steps forward.)
(The referee immediately signals for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: AND THEY MEET IN THE CENTER OF THE RING THROWING GLASS-COVERED FISTS IMMEDIATELY! Miku Sakai catches Bronson Daniels across the cheek with the very first right hand, Bronson answers with one straight across Miku’s forehead, AND BOTH OF THEM ARE ALREADY CUT OPEN!
Thadd Blazevich: BRO, THAT TOOK MAYBE FIVE SECONDS! Neither one of them came here planning to protect themselves, they came here to hurt the other person!
Persephone: Ha! That is the reality of a Taipei Deathmatch. Every punch is effectively a weapon shot, and these two hate each other enough that neither seems particularly concerned with what happens when the other swings back. Let them both die!
Rich Russillo: Miku throws another right, Bronson blocks with the forearm and the glass scrapes straight across his skin! Bronson fires a kick into the ribs, another to the thigh, Miku answers with a glass-covered left hand to the mouth!
Persephone: Bronson’s lip is split now, and he still steps forward! Miku wanted somebody she could use to change the direction of her career, and right now she is trying to carve that opportunity out of Bronson’s face.
Thadd Blazevich: Bronson grabs Miku around the back of the neck and starts driving knees into her stomach, bro! Miku responds by digging those glass-covered knuckles into Bronson’s ribs!
Rich Russillo: Bronson recoils and Miku tackles him to the canvas! Miku mounts Bronson and starts HAMMERING DOWN WITH THOSE GLASS-COVERED FISTS! One catches the forehead! Another across the cheek!
Thadd Blazevich: BRONSON THROWS HER OFF! Dude, his face is already streaked with blood and Miku’s forehead is running red too!
Persephone: Bronson immediately gets on top of Miku and returns the favor! Short right hand across the eyebrow, another across the hairline, and Miku turns her head only for those shards to rake across the side of her face!
Rich Russillo: Miku kicks Bronson away and both competitors scramble back to their feet! Bronson fires a roundhouse, Miku ducks, spinning heel kick from Miku catches Bronson in the jaw!
Persephone: Miku grabs Bronson’s left wrist immediately. She yanks the arm down across her shoulder and follows with a kick directly into that surgically repaired joint!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku did her homework, bro! Bronson’s left shoulder was completely repaired after Road To Redemption, and Miku knows wrecking that arm can take away half of what makes Bronson dangerous!
Rich Russillo: Miku wrenches the arm behind Bronson, but Bronson rolls through and catches her with a hook kick! Miku staggers, Bronson follows with a pump kick and sends her crashing backward into the corner!
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, Bronson charges in, Miku gets a boot up! Bronson catches it, throws the leg aside, and Miku comes right back with a glass-covered slap across the chest!
Persephone: Look at Bronson’s chest! That did not just leave a handprint, it opened several cuts at once!
Rich Russillo: Bronson answers with an overhand chop, but even that right hand has glass wrapped around it! Miku gets shredded across the upper chest and Bronson follows with another, THEN A FOREARM THAT SENDS HER THROUGH THE ROPES!
Persephone: Miku lands on the floor beside those vats of glue and loose glass that were used before the match. Every part of the setup is still sitting there, and neither one of them should be anywhere near it.
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, Bronson does not care! He hits the ropes— SUICIDE DIVE!
Rich Russillo: BRONSON CRASHES INTO MIKU AND DRIVES HER BACK INTO THE BARRICADE! Bronson stays on her, forearm to the jaw, knee to the stomach, and now Bronson smears that glass-covered right hand straight across Miku’s forehead!
Thadd Blazevich: BRO, MIKU IS BLEEDING BAD NOW! She answers by grabbing Bronson’s left arm… AND RAMMING THE SHOULDER INTO THE EDGE OF THE BARRICADE!
Persephone: Again! She keeps returning to the shoulder whenever Bronson gives her access to it, dumbass.
Rich Russillo: Miku drags Bronson toward the steel steps and lays his glass-covered left fist across the top! MIKU STOMPS DOWN ON IT!
Persephone: Bronson screams immediately! The shards are being compressed backward into all of that tape around his own hand!
Thadd Blazevich: ANOTHER STOMP, BRO! Bronson yanks the hand away and Miku kicks him right in that damaged shoulder!
Rich Russillo: Bronson drops to one knee, Miku runs in, BRONSON POPS HER UP AND MIKU CRASHES CHEST-FIRST ACROSS THE BARRICADE! Bronson grabs her around the waist, GERMAN SUPLEX ONTO THE FLOOR!
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, that threw Miku hard! Bronson grabs the shoulder right away though, that suplex hurt him too!
Persephone: Miku realizes it and kicks him in the arm from the floor. Bronson tries to pull her up and Miku wraps both hands around his wrist, forcing his own glass-covered fist toward his face!
Rich Russillo: Bronson is fighting it! Miku is trying to make Bronson cut himself with his own hand, but Bronson drives a knee into her stomach and breaks free!
Persephone: Bronson grabs Miku’s right wrist instead! HE SMASHES HER GLASS-COVERED FIST AGAINST THE RING POST!
Thadd Blazevich: BRO! Miku’s hand bounced right off that steel!
Rich Russillo: Bronson does it again! Miku screams and kicks Bronson in the kneecap before he can try a third time!
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, that is one thing nobody thinks about with this stipulation! The glass hurts whoever gets punched, but every time your own fist hits steel those shards are driving back into you too!
Persephone: Miku grabs Bronson by the hair and drives him forehead-first into the post! Bronson drops, and now even more blood is pouring down his face.
Rich Russillo: Miku wipes blood from her own eyebrow, looks down at Bronson, AND KICKS HIM RIGHT IN THE FACE! Bronson rolls underneath the bottom rope but Miku follows him inside immediately!
Persephone: Bronson tries to rise, Miku runs in with a knee! Bronson slips outside it and catches Miku around the waist!
Thadd Blazevich: SNAP TIGER SUPLEX! Dude, Miku lands high on the shoulders and Bronson keeps moving!
Rich Russillo: Miku scrambles up and Bronson drills her with a running back elbow! Miku stays standing, Bronson follows with a side kick to the body, a chest kick— FOLLOWED BY AN ENZIGURI!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku is rocked, bro! Bronson runs the ropes!
Persephone: But Miku hops up and meets him with a jumping hip attack! Bronson tumbles backward and Miku follows with a basement dropkick to the side of the head!
Rich Russillo: Miku grabs Bronson by the left arm and drags him toward the ropes! She hangs the arm over the middle rope and applies pressure to it! Trying to take it completely away!
Persephone: Bronson tries kicking her away, but Miku twists the wrist and drives another kick into the shoulder! She has found one consistent weakness in a match where almost everything else is chaos.
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, Bronson finally gets a boot into Miku’s face, dude! Miku staggers and Bronson jumps onto the middle rope!
Rich Russillo: SPRINGBOARD MISSILE DROPKICK! Both feet catch Miku in the chest and send her across the ring!
Thadd Blazevich: Bronson follows her into the corner, bro! RUNNING UPPERCUT! GLASS TEARING AT MIKU’S CHIN!
Persephone: Miku fires back with a glass-covered palm across the mouth! Bronson’s head snaps sideways and Miku grabs his face with both hands!
Rich Russillo: MIKU RAKES THOSE GLASS-COVERED FINGERS DOWN BRONSON’S CHEST! Bronson screams and shoves her away, leaving multiple red trails from the collarbone down!
Persephone: That is essentially Cat Scratch Fever with broken glass attached to every finger. Bronson’s entire upper body is starting to look like he has been dragged across pavement.
Thadd Blazevich: BRO, BRONSON IS PISSED NOW! He tackles Miku through the ropes and they both crash back to the floor!
Rich Russillo: Bronson lands on top and starts throwing right hands! GLASS ACROSS MIKU’S FOREHEAD! ANOTHER! Miku covers up and Bronson catches the arms instead!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku kicks him away, bro! Bronson charges back and Miku sends him shoulder-first into the STEEL STEPS!
Persephone: Bronson hits that left side hard! Miku immediately pulls the steps away from the post and traps Bronson’s left wrist between the two sections!
Rich Russillo: MIKU KICKS THE TOP HALF OF THE STEPS SHUT AGAINST BRONSON’S ARM! Bronson screams and yanks backward while Miku stomps down on the steel!
Persephone: Bronson finally rips his arm free, but Miku is dragging him by the hair now. She is looking away from the ring.
Thadd Blazevich: Miku is looking at the glue, bro! She is pulling Bronson straight toward that vat!
Rich Russillo: Bronson realizes it and drives a glassed fist into her stomach! Another body shot! Miku is hurt but responds with a kick to the damaged shoulder!
Persephone: Bronson drops to both knees, and Miku grabs him behind the head with both hands!
Thadd Blazevich: BRO, NO! DUDE, MIKU SHOVES BRONSON FACE-FIRST INTO THE GLUE!
Rich Russillo: BRONSON’S ENTIRE HEAD IS SUBMERGED!
Thadd Blazevich: MIKU HAS BOTH OF HER HANDS IN THE GLUE HOLDING BRONSON, BRO! SHE’S GONNA KILL HIM!
Persephone: YES! THIS IS WHAT I PAID FOR! This is not a quick dunk. Miku is holding him there, and Bronson cannot breathe!
Thadd Blazevich: Bronson is kicking like crazy, bro! He is reaching backward but he cannot find her!
Rich Russillo: Bronson gets one hand against the side of the vat and tries to push himself up— BUT MIKU FORCES HIM BACK UNDER!
Persephone: You can see his movements beginning to slow! He cannot inhale through his nose, and opening his mouth under there means swallowing glue!
Thadd Blazevich: BRO, SOMEBODY HAS TO… No, dude, nobody can do anything! This is the match they signed up for!
Rich Russillo: Bronson reaches back again! Miku moves her body away from the first swipe!
Persephone: Miku presses down harder! Bronson’s left arm is barely helping him because of everything she has already done to that shoulder!
Thadd Blazevich: Bronson is grabbing blindly with the right hand, bro! HE CAUGHT MIKU’S FOREARM!
Rich Russillo: BRONSON DRAGS THE GLASS-COVERED FIST ACROSS MIKU’S ARM!
Persephone: BUT SHE STILL DOESN’T RELEASE HIM! Bronson does it again! That one opened her forearm badly!
Thadd Blazevich: BRO, A THIRD TIME! BRONSON HAS FILETED MIKU’S ARM! SHE FINALLY LETS GO!
Rich Russillo: BRONSON RIPS HIS HEAD OUT OF THE GLUE AND COLLAPSES ONTO HIS SIDE! He is coughing, gagging, desperately wiping his mouth and nose with his forearm!
Persephone: And now he has another problem. His forehead, hair and part of his face are covered in adhesive, and the loose shards scattered around ringside are sticking to it.
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, look at Bronson! He has blood, glue and broken glass all over his face and Miku is still coming after him!
Rich Russillo: Miku kicks Bronson in the ribs! She tries dragging him upright, Bronson fires a desperate elbow into the stomach!
Persephone: Miku answers by stomping the shoulder! Bronson drops again!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku runs at him! BRO! BRONSON CATCHES HER AND THROWS HER WITH A SNAP FALLAWAY SLAM ONTO THE FLOOR!
Rich Russillo: Both competitors are down! Bronson is still coughing while Miku clutches her back, blood running down her face and arm!
Persephone: This is what the championship opportunity at Territorial Invasion has become. Neither seems willing to leave without it.
Rich Russillo: Bronson reaches his feet first and rolls Miku back inside! Bronson follows— BUT MIKU IS UP QUICK WITH A GLASS COVERED HAYMAKER!
Persephone: BUT BRONSON DUCKS! HE’S TRYING TO STRING SOME OFFENSE TOGETHER!
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, Bronson hits a gut punch, leg kick, roundhouse— AND A SHREDDING PUNCH TO THE FACE KNOCKS MIKU INTO THE ROPES!
Persephone: Bronson charges, but Miku catches him with a kick to the shoulder! Bronson staggers, Miku springs to the middle rope!
Rich Russillo: DEATH NOTE!!!! THE ASAI DDT SPIKES BRONSON DANIELS INTO THE CANVAS!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BRONSON KICKS OUT, BRO! Dude, after all that damage, Miku finally goes to one of her finishers and it STILL does not put him away!
Persephone: Miku spent the entire opening stretch trying to dismantle Bronson piece by piece, and even after Death Note she is still looking as fucked as ever.
Rich Russillo: Miku does not waste time arguing! She pulls Bronson upright, drives a knee into the ribs, then another!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku lines him up, bro— RUNNING KNEE OUT OF THE CORNER!!
Rich Russillo: BUT BRONSON CATCHES AND PLANTS HER WITH THE FLAPJACK!
Persephone: Miku rolls through to her knees! Bronson charges with a pump kick, Miku ducks, Bronson rebounds!
Rich Russillo: MIKU LEAPS FOR A HURRICANRANA! BUT BRONSON CATCHES HER!
Thadd Blazevich: BRONSON LIFTS HER HIGH, BRO! HE HAS HER SET UP!
Rich Russillo: SAVAGE MODE!!!! BRONSON DRIVES MIKU DOWN ACROSS HIS KNEES!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Persephone: MIKU GETS THE SHOULDER UP!
Thadd Blazevich: Bronson grabs that left shoulder right after the cover, dude! Miku’s work is still costing him even when he does everything right!
Persephone: He’s getting pissed off too! He grabs Miku— AND DRIVES A FIST OF GLASS RIGHT INTO HER TEMPLE! NOW HE GRABS HER BY THE HAIR!
Rich Russillo: Bronson drags Miku toward the corner and drives a knee into her stomach! He lifts her onto the turnbuckles and starts climbing!
Persephone: Miku starts smashing the glass-covered fist into Bronson’s forehead! One! Two! Bronson’s blood is practically spraying onto the turnbuckles!
Thadd Blazevich: Bronson fires back with a headbutt, bro! Like he can’t even feel the pain for a moment! Miku nearly falls to the apron!
Rich Russillo: Bronson reaches for her—
Thadd Blazevich: BUT MIKU DROPS DOWN! SHE YANKS BRONSON’S LEFT ARM ACROSS THE TOP ROPE!
Persephone: Bronson drops from the turnbuckles and Miku immediately pulls him outside!
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, Miku grabs a steel chair, dude! She opens it and traps Bronson’s hand— SHE HAS HIS GLASS-COVERED RIGHT HAND BETWEEN THE SEAT AND BACKREST! SHE JUMPS—
Rich Russillo: MIKU STOMPS THE CHAIR SHUT! BRONSON SCREAMS!
Persephone: Again! She is crushing the glass against his hand from both directions!
Thadd Blazevich: BRONSON TWISTS THROUGH AND KICKS HER IN THE KNEE, BRO! Miku falls and Bronson rips his hand out of that chair!
Rich Russillo: Bronson is powering himself to his feet, gritting his teeth through the pain in what may now be a broken right hand! Bronson grabs Miku by her taped fist! HE SLAMS MIKU’S OWN GLASS-COVERED HAND INTO HER FOREHEAD!
Persephone: Again! Bronson is using Miku’s weaponized fist against her! Probably not the first time she’s fisted herself.
Thadd Blazevich: Miku kicks him in the stomach! Bronson answers with a left hand— BUT MIKU DUCKS, DUDE!
Persephone: Miku follows that with a lifting knee— BUT BRONSON STEPS BACK AND DODGES! HE RESPONDS WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK!
Rich Russillo: Miku staggers toward the ring post! Bronson grabs the wrist— HE SMASHES HER FIST INTO THE POST AGAIN!
Persephone: Miku’s fingers are bleeding through the tape now. Their hands themselves are becoming damaged weapons.
Thadd Blazevich: Miku is in searing pain now, bro! But she still shoves Bronson away! AND SWINGS THE OTHER HAND!
Persephone: BUT BRONSON SCOOPS UNDERNEATH AND DROPS HER WITH A BACKBREAKER!
Rich Russillo: Miku crashes across the knee! Bronson grabs her, rolls her into the ring, and follows!
Persephone: Bronson is starting to rely more heavily on kicks and grappling because of the damage to both arms. That adaptation is keeping him competitive, but he’s not able to use the glass fists the same way!
Rich Russillo: Both of them have tried to turn the glass fists against each other in this match! Neither of them will ever forget tonight! Bronson rolls into the ring—
Thadd Blazevich: MIKU CATCHES HIM WITH A KNEE ON THE WAY IN BRO! BRONSON IS STAGGERED!
Rich Russillo: Miku charges again! Bronson turns— AND CATCHES HER WITH GODBREAKER! HIGH LEAPING CODEBREAKER!
Persephone: Miku rolls toward the apron! She’s stunned and trying to survive! Bronson tries to grab her!
Thadd Blazevich: He pulls her back— BUT MIKU LUNGES AT HIM, BRO!
Rich Russillo: MIKU LATCHES HER TEETH ONTO BRONSON’S LEFT SHOULDER! SHE BITES A HUNK OF FLESH OFF OF HIM!
Persephone: HOLY FUCK! I LOVE THIS SHIT!
Rich Russillo: BRONSON SCREAMS IN PAIN! AND MIKU DRIVES A JAGGED ELBOW RIGHT INTO THE HOLE SHE LEFT IN HIS SHOULDER! MIKU IS ABSOLUTELY FERAL RIGHT NOW! SHE SHOVES BRONSON TO THE ROPES!
Thadd Blazevich: Bronson falls through the ropes to the outside, bro! Miku wipes the blood from her mouth and follows him and both of them are right beside that vat of loose glass!
Rich Russillo: Bronson grips his shoulder and tries to recover! But Miku grabs him from behind! Miku drives Bronson face-first into the apron! Bronson bounces off and answers with an uppercut!
Persephone: Miku fires back with a glass-covered fist! Bronson returns one! They are simply trading now! Neither caring about the pain in their limbs!
Thadd Blazevich: BRO, MIKU! BRONSON! MIKU! NEITHER ONE IS BACKING DOWN!
Rich Russillo: Bronson catches Miku with a headbutt! Miku falls against the apron, Bronson lifts her onto it and starts climbing beside her!
Persephone: They are fighting up the turnbuckles from the outside!
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, that vat of glass is right there! Miku sees it too!
Rich Russillo: Miku starts hammering Bronson’s damaged shoulder! SHE IS TRYING TO FORCE HIM OFF THE TURNBUCKLE AND DOWN INTO THE GLASS!
Persephone: Bronson is hanging on with one arm! Miku drives another glass-covered punch into the side of his head!
Thadd Blazevich: BRO, BRONSON ALMOST FALLS! He barely catches the rope with the right hand!
Rich Russillo: Miku grabs Bronson around the head and tries to drag him over! Bronson drives a fist into her ribs!
Persephone: Miku answers with another shot to the shoulder! Bronson nearly loses his footing again!
Thadd Blazevich: Bronson lunges up! He grabs underneath her arm, bro! HE HAS MIKU AROUND THE WAIST!
Rich Russillo: BRONSON IS STANDING ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE WITH MIKU! Miku realizes what he is thinking and starts fighting desperately!
Persephone: HERE IT COMES!
Rich Russillo: SUPERPLEX FROM THE TOP TURNBUCKLE TO THE FLOOR!!!!
Persephone: MIKU SAKAI CRASHES DIRECTLY INTO THE VAT OF BROKEN GLASS!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BROOOOOOO! THE WHOLE CONTAINER JUST COLLAPSED UNDER HER!
Persephone: Bronson landed violently beside it, but Miku took the glass directly at high impact! That vat has spilled everywhere and there are shards sticking out of her body!
Rich Russillo: NEITHER ONE IS MOVING! Bronson is flat on his back beside the wreckage, Miku is buried in broken glass!
Persephone: Look at Miku. There are cuts opening from her shoulders down toward her waist, and she is still trying to move.
Thadd Blazevich: I cannot believe they are still alive, bro! Miku is dragging one arm out of that pile!
Rich Russillo: Miku is crawling out of the broken glass! Every movement is dragging her body across more shards!
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, Bronson is trying to sit up too! He looks at Miku and even he cannot believe she is still coming!
Persephone: This is what desperation looks like. Miku has spent years insisting she only needs one breakthrough, and apparently being thrown off the top rope into a vat of broken glass is not enough to make her surrender it.
Rich Russillo: Bronson finally reaches Miku and pulls her out of the remaining shards! He rolls her underneath the bottom rope!
Thadd Blazevich: Bronson can barely climb in behind her, bro! His left arm is hanging almost uselessly!
Persephone: Miku’s back is covered in blood, but she gets onto her knees before Bronson can even reach her.
Rich Russillo: Miku swings! Bronson blocks! Miku kicks the shoulder and Bronson drops to one knee!
Thadd Blazevich: BRO, MIKU RUNS!
Rich Russillo: CUCK KILLER!!!! THE DOUBLE KNEES SMASH BRONSON DIRECTLY IN THE FACE!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Referee: THRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Persephone: BRONSON KICKS OUT! Miku Sakai was half a second away from getting the championship match at Territorial Invasion!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku cannot believe it, bro! After all this punishment, Bronson is STILL HERE!
Rich Russillo: Miku grabs Bronson by the hair and starts shouting directly into his face! She drives one glass-covered fist across the forehead! Another!
Persephone: Bronson’s face is barely recognizable under all of that blood and dried glue. Miku is beating on him like keeping him conscious is a personal insult.
Thadd Blazevich: Miku swings again, dude! BUT BRONSON CATCHES THE WRIST!
Rich Russillo: Bronson pulls Miku forward! KNEE TO THE STOMACH! Hook kick! Miku staggers!
Persephone: BUT BRONSON PULLS HER IN!
Rich Russillo: SAVAGE MODE! A SECOND SAVAGE MODE DROPS MIKU, AND THAT MAY HAVE TAKEN EVERYTHING OUT OF BRONSON, BUT IT MIGHT HAVE JUST *ENDED* MIKU!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BRO, MIKU IS COMPLETELY LIFELESS!! Bronson drops right beside her, and you can see how much this match has taken outta them!
Persephone: He cannot cover immediately! That left shoulder gave out again when he hit the canvas!
Rich Russillo: Bronson crawls! He finally throws an arm across Miku’s chest!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Referee: THRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: MIKU KICKS OUT, BRO!
Rich Russillo: They are beyond normal match-ending offense now. Both of them have taken finishers, both have been shredded with glass, and somehow there is still no winner.
Persephone: I’m getting paid extra for this shit going long, right?
Rich Russillo: Bronson gets onto his knees and pulls Miku up with him! Miku drives a forearm into the damaged shoulder!
Thadd Blazevich: Bronson answers with a headbutt, bro! Miku fires another forearm!
Persephone: Bronson throws a right! Miku throws one back! Glass is flying off both taped fists with every connection now!
Rich Russillo: Bronson catches Miku with a superkick! Miku stumbles into the ropes and comes back— RUNNING KNEE!
Thadd Blazevich: BRO, BOTH OF THEM FALL! There is blood all over the canvas!
Persephone: Miku crawls first and gets herself up. She grabs Bronson’s left arm and starts dragging him toward the corner.
Rich Russillo: Miku stretches the arm across the bottom turnbuckle! SHE STOMPS DOWN ON THE SHOULDER!
Thadd Blazevich: Back to that left arm again, bro! Bronson is trying to pull himself free!
Persephone: Miku climbs onto the middle rope— AND JUMPS DOWN WITH BOTH FEET ACROSS THAT ARM!
Rich Russillo: Bronson screams and rolls toward the center! Miku follows and kicks him between the shoulder blades!
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, Bronson tries to get up! Miku kicks the shoulder again and sends him back down!
Persephone: Bronson is losing the ability to protect that entire side now. Miku knows it, and for the first time since that superplex she has complete control again.
Rich Russillo: Miku looks toward ringside! She rolls underneath the bottom rope and starts searching through the wreckage from that broken glass vat!
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, Miku what is she— SHE HAS A MASSIVE SHARD OF GLASS, BRO! IT LOOKS LIKE A KNIFE!
Persephone: Bronson is still trying to get onto his feet and does not know what she has.
Rich Russillo: Miku slides back into the ring! Bronson reaches one knee!
Thadd Blazevich: BRO, MIKU GETS BEHIND HIM! And she grabs Bronson by the hair!
Persephone: Miku pulls his head backward and raises that shard! AND DRIVES IT STRAIGHT DOWN INTO BRONSON’S FACE!!!
Rich Russillo: BRONSON CATCHES HER WRIST WITH BOTH HANDS! The glass is inches away from his forehead!
Thadd Blazevich: Bronson is shaking, bro! That left shoulder cannot hold much longer!
Persephone: Miku is leaning her entire weight into the arm! Bronson is losing the struggle!
Rich Russillo: The shard gets closer! Bronson releases with his right hand!
Thadd Blazevich: Bronson is feeling around! Looking for whatever he can, bro! But his bad arm is all that’s between Miku and driving that glass into his grey matter!
Persephone: WE GET TO SEE A LIVE EXECUTION!
Thadd Blazevich: AND BRONSON’S BAD ARM GIVES OUT, BRO!!!!
…
Rich Russillo: BRONSON TWISTS OUT OF THE WAY AND JAMS HIS OWN SHARD OF GLASS BETWEEN MIKU SAKAI’S RIBS!!!!
Persephone: MIKU’S GRIP BREAKS IMMEDIATELY! She recoils clutching her side, and Bronson collapses back onto one knee!
Thadd Blazevich: BRO, THAT WAS PURE SURVIVAL! Miku had Bronson completely trapped and he just found that glass with his fingertips and used the ugliest possible way to turn this fight around!
Rich Russillo: Miku Sakai staggers backward toward the ropes with one arm wrapped around her ribs, that glass shard still stuck in her with blood flowing out around it! Bronson Daniels looks up through a face covered in blood, glue and glass, and somehow, after everything Miku has done to him, Bronson has finally created an opening!
Rich Russillo: Bronson forces himself back to his feet and closes in— BUT MIKU RIPS THE SHARD OUT OF HER OWN RIBS AND SWIPES IT ACROSS BRONSON’S DAMAGED SHOULDER!
Persephone: Bronson recoils! Miku kicks him in the knee, grabs a handful of loose glass— AND SMEARS IT ACROSS HIS FACE!
Thadd Blazevich: CUCK KILLER, BRO!!!! MIKU DRIVES BOTH KNEES INTO BRONSON’S FACE WITH THAT GLASS CRUSHED BETWEEN THEM!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Referee: THRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEE!!
Rich Russillo: BRONSON KICKS OUT!!!!
Persephone: HOW?! Miku just drove broken glass into his face and the bastard STILL survived!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku is losing it, dude! She reaches for more glass—
Rich Russillo: BRONSON SCOOPS UP A FISTFUL FIRST AND THROWS IT STRAIGHT INTO MIKU’S EYES!!!!
Persephone: MIKU SCREAMS AND STUMBLES BLINDLY!
Rich Russillo: MICKEY I KNOCKED YOUR HEAD OFF!!!! THE SWINGING BACK ELBOW DROPS MIKU!
Thadd Blazevich: Bronson is not covering, bro! He looks toward the corner and drags himself up!
Persephone: Oh no. Bronson is climbing with one good arm! He’s gonna do something fucking stupid!
Rich Russillo: BRONSON REACHES THE TOP ROPE! LEAP OF FAITH!!!! THE SPIRAL TAP CRASHES DOWN ACROSS MIKU SAKAI!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: THAT HAS TO BE IT, DUDE! Bronson crawls over and reaches for the cover—
…
**CLANG**
Persephone: WHAT THE FUCK?!?!
Rich Russillo: THAT’S KIKO SAKAI!!!! KIKO JUST BLASTED BRONSON FROM BEHIND WITH A TIRE IRON ACROSS HIS SKULL!
Thadd Blazevich: Bronson is OUT, bro! He just collapsed right beside Miku!
Rich Russillo: Kiko grabs Miku’s unconscious body and rolls her on top of Bronson! The referee has no choice!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Life is Short, O Brave Girl” by Hanabie blasts throughout the arena as Kiko tosses the tire iron aside and immediately drops beside her sister.)
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKU SAKAAAAAAAAIIIIII!!!!
Rich Russillo: MIKU SAKAI HAS WON IT, BUT SHE DOESN’T EVEN KNOW IT YET! Kiko Sakai has returned and just stole this match away from Bronson Daniels!
(Kiko kneels beside Miku and begins trying to bring her back around. Miku’s eyes slowly open as her own entrance music continues playing, and she looks completely disoriented.)
Persephone: Look at her face! Miku has absolutely no idea what happened!
Thadd Blazevich: She can barely even focus, bro! Kiko is pointing toward the referee and telling her she won!
(The referee raises Miku’s arm. Miku stares at him for a moment before looking toward Kiko, then out toward the crowd. The confusion slowly gives way to realization.)
Rich Russillo: NOW SHE UNDERSTANDS! Miku Sakai is going to Territorial Invasion for a championship match!
(Miku breaks into an exhausted grin before collapsing back against Kiko, who keeps her sister upright. Kiko raises Miku’s arm herself as the crowd rains down boos.)
Persephone: She got thrown into a vat of glass, had her ribs opened with a shard, got knocked unconscious, and somehow she still gets the title shot. What a ridiculous sport.
(Meanwhile, medical personnel rush into the ring toward Bronson. One medic checks Bronson’s responsiveness following the tire iron shot while another begins securing and wrapping his badly damaged left shoulder.)
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, forget the match for a second. Bronson took that tire iron directly to the back of the head, and now the doctors are checking him for a concussion while trying to stabilize that shoulder.
Rich Russillo: Bronson Daniels had this match won. He survived everything Miku could throw at him, hit Mickey I Knocked Your Head Off, followed it with the Leap of Faith, and was seconds away from the championship opportunity before Kiko Sakai changed everything!
(Miku, still barely able to stand, looks across the ring toward Bronson being treated before Kiko turns her attention back toward her sister. Kiko helps Miku through the ropes and begins guiding her up the ramp.)
Persephone: Miku probably won’t care how it happened once her brain starts working again. The result says she won, and Territorial Invasion is waiting for her.
(The camera focuses on Miku leaning heavily against Kiko as the sisters make their way up the ramp, Miku’s music continuing to play. Behind them, Bronson remains surrounded by medical personnel in the ring as Bloodsport moves on.)
(A commercial is shown for Vans: Off The Wall, featuring their spokesperson, Avril Williams.)
(The camera cuts to Bella Braxton in the ring.)
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A FANS BRING THE WEAPONS MATCH SCHEDULED FOR…ONE FALL!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
(‘Vordt of the Boreal Valley” by Motoi Sakuraba begins to play as Igon Mordren comes out with a smug look on his face. He looks quite ready and prepared for the match he’s about to have in just a few moments as he slowly walks down the ramp, with the crowd here tonight at Bloodsport not receptive to the Warden, booing loudly.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first! From…From Belgrade, Serbia!!! WEIGHING IN AT 266 POUNDS… HE IS ‘THE WARDEN’… IGON MORDREN!!!
Rich Russillo: Igon Mordren is the first to arrive and when you think of a wrestler this class and traditional, you wouldn’t expect him to be here on Voltage and yet here is and given what he stated before… he finds these type of matches to barbaric and a disgrace to the sport he loves. He’s going to have to deal with it when fighting with the person who he has had an issue with for weeks in Avril Williams.
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah for sure Rich! Avril and Igon had pretty much been on the wrong foot since their arrivals to Voltage and it has escalated to this point as we all saw how that match turned out for Igon when he faced Carmen, all thanks to Avril. Igon has some measure of revenge to dish out here tonight.
Persephone: This pussy better use some weapons, I swear to god.
(Igon makes his way towards the ring and sweeps his feet on the apron before entering. He stands in the middle of the ring waiting for his opponent as his music fades out and ‘The Best Damn Thing’ by Avril Lavigne begins to blast the P.A System. She comes to a chorus of cheers from the audience as Avril looks excited and ready for her match against Igon as she makes her way down the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Next! From…From Seattle, Washington!!! WEIGHING IN AT 139 POUNDS… SHE IS ‘OFF THE WALL’… AVRIL WILLIAMS!!!
Rich Russillo: Out comes Avril Williams now! Just like with Igon she too is a new addition to Voltage and as mentioned she and Igon have been at each other’s crosshairs for weeks and it will culminate in this ‘fans bring the weapons’ match. Unlike Igon, I’m sure Avril will be more open to the idea of getting weapons from the crowd.
Thadd Blazevich: I hope so bro! Igon bro has some strict policy or something but Avril I’m sure will take advantage of this match to her fullest to whatever these sicko broskis have brought here tonight.
Persephone: Did you bring anything Thadd?
Thadd Blazevich: No I actually didn’t br–
Persephone: Ok don’t tell me your life story, chud.
Rich Russillo: Anyways, we have ourselves a battle between newcomers coming up, and these two couldn’t be more different. I can’t wait to see how this goes.
(Avril slides right into the ring as she and Igon stand on opposite sides of their corners! The referee signals for the bell as this match begins! )
DING! DING! DING!
Rich Russillo: The bell rings for this match as we start things off– AVRIL GOING RIGHT AFTER IGON WITH SOME STRAIGHT PUNCHES!!! GOING RIGHT AFTER IGON AS HE WAS TAKING HIS RING JACKET OFF AS THE BELL RANG!!! AVRIL THEN RUNS FROM THE OPPOSITE CORNER AND BACK AND–
Thadd Blazevich: AVRIL BRO IS MET WITH A CLOTHLINES FROM IGON!!! AVRIL GETS RIGHT BACK UP AS– SHE’S MET WITH A BIG BOOT FROM IGON MORDREN IT TAKES HER DOWN TO THE GROUND AS IGON FOR A COVER IN THE EARLY GOINGS OF THIS MATCH!!!
Referee: ONE!
Persephone: To the surprise of no one Avril kicks out as one and of course Igon doesn’t really mind all too much as he immediately gets up and is stomping Avril right on her face! Avril rolls out of the ring as Igon has a smirk on his face!
Igon Mordren: (off-mic) COME ON, AVRIL WILLIAMS!! ARE YOU GOING TO GET RIGHT UP, OR ARE YOU GOING TO RELY ON THE ASSISTANCE OF THESE BARBARIANS!?
Rich Russillo: Igon Mordren then rolls out of the ring towards Avril– WHO NAILS HIM WITH A BOTTLE OF BEER!! IT SMASHES ALL OVER IGON’S HEAD AS AVRIL TOOK THE BEER BOTTLE FROM THE ONE OF THE FANS AT RINGSIDE!!! IGON’S ALREADY BUSTED OPEN ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF HIS FOREHEAD AS AVRIL– HITS HIM WITH A DROPKICK TAKING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND!
Thadd Blazevich: Avril now leaps over to the apron and– DELIVERS WITH A MOONSAULT OFF THE APRON AND TOWARDS IGON!!!! AVRIL WITH ALL HER STRENGTH GETS IGON RIGHT UP AND SLIDES HIM RIGHT INTO THE RING AND COVERS HIM FOR THE WIN!
Referee: ONE!
Persephone: HAHAHAH!! Only one count for Avril as Igon is starting to get right back up after being nailed with that bottle of beer!! Avril notices this and rolls out of the ring to grab another weapon from the crowd and– SHE GETS A KENDO STICK!!! AVRIL IS HAPPY WITH AS SHE SLIDES BACK INTO THE RING–
Rich Russillo: AND IGON METS HER WITH AN OPEN HAND PALM STRIKE! THE BOUNCES OFF IN THE ARENA AS THE CROWD GASP HOW HARD IGON HITS THAT STRIKE!! Igon doesn’t look impressed with the weapon Avril brought to the ring as he’s picking up the kendo stick.
Igon Mordren: (off-mic) Really!? You accept this trash, from these imbeciles!? HOW PATHETIC OF YOU!
Thadd Blazevich: IGON BRO JUST SNAPPED THE KENDO STICK IN HALF!! WE ALREADY KNOW BRO DOESN’T LIKE THE IDEA OF WEAPONS BEING USED IN MATCHES AND IS MAKING AN EMPHATIC STATEMENT BY BREAKING THAT KENDO STICK IN HALF!!!
Persephone: Calm down Mr. Honor!
Rich Russillo: Igon grabs a hold of Avril and gets her up– TO DELIVER A SUPLEX!!! Igon isn’t done there as she picks Avril up, from her waist this time and– CONNECTS WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX!!! HE NOWS GRAB OF HER BY THE HEAD AND HAS HER DEVASTING CHINLOCK… LOOKING TO MAKE HER LIFE BE SQUEEZED BY ANY MEANS!
Igon Mordren: (off-mic) I AM BRINGING HONEST WRESTLING TO THIS MUDSHOW!!! YOU PEOPLE ARE EXPERIENCING TRUE VIOLENCE!!!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: The crowd does not like Igon bro whatsoever, he wants to show these people in the crowd “true class” in his own words. He wants wrestling back to what it was, traditional and honest as he stated before.
Persephone: Well that’s fucking boring.
Rich Russillo: But that’s the way Igon thinks and he’s going to make sure that he achieves this. Perhaps he might use a weapon later in this match given the circumstances, but right now he’s proving a point to everyone including Avril here tonight as he still has that chinlock applied!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT AVRIL IS STARTING TO GET BACK UP!!!! SHE’S FEELING IT RIGHT NOW AS– SHE GETS AN ELBOW RIGHT ACROSS IGON’S STOMACH! AND ANOTHER ONE!!!! SHE HITS A THIRD ELBOW AND IGON LETS GO AS AVRIL RISES BACK FROM HER FEET! SHE BOUNCES OFF THE ROPES AND BACK– BUT IS CAUGHT WITH A REAR NAKED CHOKE!! IGON HAS IT IN AND FALLS BACK– BUT AVRIL ROLLS BACK AND COUNTERS IT INTO A PIN!!
Referee: ONE!
Referee: TWO!
Thadd Blazevich: IGON KICKS OUT!! HE GETS RIGHT BACK UP– AND IS MET WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK BY AVRIL!!! IGON BRO IS STUNNED AS AVRIL SPRINGBOARDS FOR ANOTHER ROUNDHOUSE!!! IGON GOES DOWN AS AVRIL ROLLS OUT OF THE RING AND GRABS A WEAPON FROM A FAN AND— ITS AN IPAD!! AVRIL BRO HAS THE IPAD AS SHE COMES BACK TO THE RING AND— SMASHES THE IPAD RIGHT ON IGONS FACE!!!
Persephone: Mr. Honor and Tradition goes down to the mat as the referee makes the count!!!
Referee: ONE!
Referee: TWO!
Rich Russillo: IGON KICKS OUT!!! Avril shakes her head, but I’m sure she already knows by now that Igon is one hell of a tough competitor. She rolls out of the ring, and I think she’s about to start looking towards the crowd, seeing what she can bring to the match!
Thadd Blazevich: Avril walls over towards one of the cheering fans who hands her something, AND LOOK AT THAT! IT’S A PAIR OF TONGS!!! YOU DON’T SEE THAT IN MATCHES EVERY DAY! AVRIL PLACES IT ON THE APRON AS SHE LOOKS FOR ONE MORE WEAPON AND—
Rich Russillo: A SOCCER BALL!!! FOOTBALL EVERYWHERE ELSE BUT WE’RE CALLING IT SOCCER AS AVRIL HAS THAT SOCCER BALL IN HAND!!
(SPLAT!)
Thadd Blazevich: AVRIL WAS STRUCK BY SOMETHING— AND IT WAS IGON WHO FROM BEHIND GOT SOMEONES CUP OF SODA AND SMACKS IT RIGHT OVER AVRIL’S HEAD!!
Rich Russillo: IGON NOW GRABS A HOLD OF AVRIL AND DUMPS HER OVER THE BARRICADE NEAR THE TIME KEEPERS AREA!! HE GRABS A HOLD OF THAT SOCCER BALL AND— IGON JUST BOOTED IT RIGHT ACROSS THE ARENA!!! THE CROWD IS BOOING BUT IGON DOESNT CARE IN THE SLIGHTEST BIT!!
Thadd Blazevich: While Igon doesn’t care for weapons in general, he did say he would entertain the “incels” he described them and I guess using that cup of soda was what he needed after being smashed in the face with an Ipad.
Persephone: Igon now climbs over the barricade and meets with Avril who was starting to get back up and– IS MET WITH AN OPEN HANDED PALM STRIKE BY IGON!!! THE NOISE RICOCHETS IN THE ARENA AGAIN AS IGON NOW GRABS A HOLD OF AVRIL BY HER HEAD, AND LAUNCHES HER ACROSS THE CROWDED AREA AND TO THE HARDEN EXPOSED FLOOR!!!
Rich Russillo: Igon and Avril have made their way to the guardrail separating the floor to the arena seats as there is a table placed by as it looks– LIKE IGON IS GOING TO POWERBOMB AVRIL ONTO THAT TABLE!!!! IGON LIFTS HER UP AND– AVRIL GETS OUT OF IT!!!! SHE LANDS RIGHT ON HER FEET BEHIND IGON WHO TURNS AROUND– AND IS MET WITH A SUPERKICK!!! IGON LEANS RIGHT ON THAT TABLE AS– HE DOES NOT LOOK HAPPY WITH BEING HIT WITH THAT SUPERKICK AS TURNS BACK AROUND–
Thadd Blazevich: AVRIL BRO HITS IGON WITH A SHOE!!! A FAN MUST OF TOSSED THAT TO HER AS IGON GETS SMACKED RIGHT WITH THAT SHOE!!!! AVRIL BRO DROPS THE SHOE AS SHE JUMPS RIGHT ON THE TABLE AND USES IT GAIN MORE HEIGHT AS– AVRIL BRO LANDS A POISIONRANA RIGHT ON THE OUTSIDE!!! IGON BRO LANDS RIGHT ON HIS NECK AS THE CROWD ARE GOING WILD FOR AVRIL HERE TONIGHT BROS!!!
Persephone: Alright calm down Thadd, you can stop glazing.
Rich Russillo: Avril gets up and brings Igon right to his feet and places him right onto that table! I think we all know what Avril is going to do next as she’s able to get where that guardrail is where all the fans in the arena seats are as– AVRIL STANDS ON TOP OF THE GUARDRAIL AND– GOES RIGHT FOR A MOONSAULT ONTO THE TABLE!!!
(SMASHHHHHH!!!)
Persephone: BUT SHE’S USELESS! IGON MOVED OUT OF THE WAY, AND AVRIL WENT RIGHT INTO THE TABLE!
Thadd Blazevich: Igon bro managed to get out at the last second as Avril crashed and burned onto that table as Igon doesn’t look too pleased over how this match is going right now, especially since he got struck by a shoe by Avril!! Igon looks right at Avril and– HE STARTS GOING AFTER HER RIGHT LEG!!!! KEEP IN MIND THAT’S THE RIGHT KNEE WHERE AVRIL HAD TO GET SURGICALLY REPAIRED IN HER EARLY DAYS OF BEING SKATER!! IGON IS DELIVERING ANVIL ELBOWS TO THE RIGHT ANKLE OF AVRIL BEFORE APPLYING– A SINGLE BOSTON CRAB ON THE OUTSIDE!! THIS WON’T WIN IGON THE MATCH, BUT HE DOESN’T CARE!! HE’S GOING TO DO WHATEVER IT TAKES TO FURTHER DAMAGE THAT RIGHT LEG!!!
Rich Russillo: Igon lets go of that submission as he now grabs Avril by her hair and begins dragging her back through the crowded area! He might be looking to take it back inside the ring as– HE LAUNCHES HER OVER THE BARRICADE AND BACK TO RINGSIDE!!! Igon hops over the barricade as Avril was starting to get right up and– IGON GOES RIGHT A CHOP BLOCK RIGHT TO AVRIL’S RIGHT LEG!!! AVRIL GOES DOWN SCREAMING AS IGON TAKES THE RIGHT LEG AND– SMASHES IT RIGHT INTO THE STEEL STEPS BESIDE THEM!!! IGON PUSHES AVRIL BACK INTO THE RING AS HE GOES FOR THE QUICK PIN!!!
Referee: ONE!
Referee: TWO!
Thadd Blazevich: AVRIL KICKS OUT!!! IGON WASTES NO TIME AS HE ONCE AGAIN TARGETS THE RIGHT LEG AS HE CRANKS IT TO RIGHT SIDE OF AVRIL!!! AVRIL BRO IS WETHERING IN PAIN AS– IGON GETS HIMSELF AND AVRIL IN THE CENTER OF THE RING AND APPLIES A SINGLE LEG BOSTON CRAB AGAIN!!! IGON GRIPS THE RIGHT LEG TIGHTLY AS AVRIL IS SCREAMING IN PAIN!! SHE MAY JUST TAP OUT RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW AS THERE IS NO WHERE FOR HER TO GO!!
Persephone: YES YES!! TAP! TAP!! PLEASE!!
Rich Russillo: Avril is wincing right now, where can she even– HOLD ON AVRIL IS CRAWLING!!! DESPITE BEING IN THE SINGLE LEG BOSTON CRAB AS SHE IS CRAWLING TOWARDS THE ROPES! EVEN THOUGH IT’S NOT GOING TO BREAK THE FALL IT CAN BE AN OPPORTUNITY FOR HER TO GET OUT WITH BETTER POSITION AND– IGON IS TAKING NO CHANCES AS HE LETS GO OF THE SUBMISSION AND IS DRAGGING AVRIL BACK TO THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT LOOK BRO! AVRIL MANAGES TO SHIFT HER WEIGHT ON TO HER BACK AND KICKS IGON WITH THE LEFT LEG!! AVRIL KICKS IGON RIGHT IN THE FACE WITH THAT LEFT LEG AS– SHE’S ABLE TO FREE HERSELF FROM IGON’S CLUTCHES!! IGON TRIES TO GO FOR KNIFE EDGE CHOP IN RETALIATION– BUT AVRIL DUCKS UNDERNEATH AS SHE SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE ROPE–
Persephone: AND LANDS A DDT!!! IT TAKES IGON DOWN BUT NOT FOR LONG!! AVRIL QUICKLY PICKS UP THOSE TONGS THAT WERE BROUGHT IN EARLIER– AND SHE SLAMS THEM RIGHT INTO IGON’S FOREHEAD, RIGHT INTO HIS OPEN WOUND! IGON GOES DOWN, AND AVRIL SLAMS THE TONGS DOWN INTO HIS FOREHEAD ONCE AGAIN, BEFORE ROLLING OUT TO GET ANOTHER WEAPON!
Rich Russillo: And a fan hands her a tennis racket! Avril takes it and slides into the ring as Igon gets to all fours, AND SHE BASHES THE BACK OF IGON’S HEAD WITH THAT RACKET!! SHE NAILS HIM AGAIN! AND AGAIN! AND AGAIN!!! IGON FEELS THOSE RACKET SHOTS AS AVRIL RUNS FROM THE ROPES AND– DELIVERS A ROLLING THUNDER SENTON!! SHE GOES FOR THE COVER!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Thadd Blazevich: IGON BRO GETS THE SHOULDERS UP!!! AVRIL ROLLS OUT THE RING AND– LOOKS FOR ANOTHER WEAPON TO GET FROM THE CROWD AND– SOMEONE JUST GAVE AVRIL ONE OF THOSE SPECIAL MARQUEE EVENT CHAIRS!!! THEY USUALLY TAKE THOSE HOME BUT AVRIL HAS ONE OF THOSE CHAIRS AS SHE HEADS BACK INTO THE RING– AND PLACES THE CHAIR AROUND IGON’S NECK!! WHAT THE HELL IS AVRIL THINKING HERE AS SHE’S HEADING TO THE TOP ROPE THE BEST SHE CAN AND–
Rich Russillo: IGON JUST THREW THE CHAIR RIGHT ON AVRIL!!! IGON WITH A RARE USE OF WEAPON THERE BUT GIVEN WHAT AVRIL WAS ABOUT TO DO, I WOULDN’T BLAME FOR CHUCKING THAT CHAIR RIGHT AT AVRIL!! IGON HEADS OVER TO THE ROPE AND– IS LANDING ANVIL ELBOWS RIGHT ON AVRIL’S LEFT SHOULDER!!! HE BRINGS HER UP TO HER FEET AND–
Thadd Blazevich: SUPERPLEX!!! THE SUPERPLEX CONNECTS AS IGON NOW GOES FOR THE COVER!!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEE!!!!
Rich Russillo: AND AVRIL GETS HER SHOULDERS UP AGAIN!!! IGON DOESN’T WASTE ANYTIME AS HE IS RIGHT BACK TO LANDING ANVIL ELBOWS TO AVRIL’S LEFT SHOULDER!! NOW HE HAS AVRIL IN A CHINLOCK!! Igon is back to pacing the match to his preference, and he slows everything down as the crowd continue to boo Igon who doesn’t look phase at what they’re saying right now. He almost has a smirk on his face from their disapproval as he still has that deadly chinlock applied to Avril!
Thadd Blazevich: Avril manages to escape– BUT IGON GRABS A HOLD OF THAT RIGHT LEG!!! THEY’RE BOTH ON THEIR FEET AND– DRAGON SCREW!!! RIGHT ON THAT WORKED ON LEG AS AVRIL GOES DOWN IN PAIN AS IGON CONTINUES TO TARGET THAT LEG AS IGON COMES RIGHT BACK UP– AND BRO DELIVERS WITH A SHIN BREAKER AS AVRIL GOES DOWN!!! SHE ROLLS OUT THE RING AS IGON ONCE TAUNTS THE CROWD BOOING AT HIS TACTICS OF WEARING AVRIL DOWN!!
Igon Mordren: (off-mic) IS THIS WHO YOU WANT?? THIS PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR A PERFORMER??? YOU ALL ARE SIMPLE MINDED–
Avril Williams: (off-mic) HEY DUDE!!!
(SWOOOOOSHHHH)
Persephone: What the hell just happened? What was that???
Rich Russillo: AVRIL JUST USED A FIRE EXTINGUISHER!!! IT SPRAYED ALL OVER IGON AS THE CROWD ARE LOVING THIS!!! Avril takes another weapon from the crowd– SHE GETS A FORK FROM THE AUDIENCE!!! AVRIL COMES BACK INTO THE RING AND– SHE STABS IGON WITH THAT FORK RIGHT ON HIS FOREHEAD!! STABS HIM AGAIN!! AND AGAIN! AND AGAIN!!! THE BLOOD IS POURING EVERYWHERE AS AVRIL TURNS AROUND AND LOOKS FOR THE CHAIR SHE BROUGHT IN EARLIER!!
Thadd Blazevich: Igon bro is laid out in the corner as Avril picks up the chair and– RUNS TOWARDS IGON AND DELIVERS A CHAIR SURF RIGHT ACROSS IGON’S HEAD!! THE CROWD CHEERS AVRIL ON!!
Young Front Row Fangirl: I LOVE YOU AVRILLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Avril Williams: (off-mic) 🫶
Rich Russillo: Awwww how sweet is that?? Avril showing some love and appreciation to that young girl that’s in the front row!!
Persephone: What the hell did her parents bring to her to this show of all shows???
(BAM!!!)
Thadd Blazevich: HOLY HELL BRO!!! AVRIL TURNS AROUND AND WAS MET WITH A KNIFE EDGE CHOP FROM IGON MORDREN!!! THAT NOISE WAS SO LOUD AS THE ENTIRE ARENA IS GASPED IN HOW LOUD THAT KNIFE EDGE CHOP WAS!!!
(The girl in the front row begins to cry, as that knife edge chop scared her, not to mention seeing Avril in such pain! Igon notices this and turns his head around as he notices the girl crying. He lets out a smile as he begins to directly talk to her whilst stomping Avril Williams around.)
Igon Mordren: (off-mic) Are you upset? Are you sad that this pathetic wrestler went down like that? Maybe you should root for people that actually RESPECT THIS SPORT!!! QUIT YOUR BICKERING!!
Young Front Row Fangirl: I HATE YOU!!!!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Persephone: HAHAHAHHA! That was pretty funny seeing that little girl cry.
Thadd Blazevich: AYE DUDE! Have a heart bro! That was unneeded by Igon as he’s now slapping Avril right in her face, pretty much mocking at this rate as you can see the anger being shown in Avril’s face right now!!
Igon Mordren: (off-mic) COME ON!! GET UP!!!
Rich Russillo: AVRIL ANSWERS WITH A HARD SLAP OF HER OWN!!! AND LANDS ANOTHER SLAP!! AND ANOTHER ONE!!! THREE SLAPS TO THE FACE FROM AVRIL TO IGON!!! MORDREN GOES FOR A BIG BOOT– BUT AVRIL CATCHES HIM AND LANDS A WINDMILL KICK!!! SHE PUTS IGON DOWN TO THE MATT AS SHE’S LAYING IN STOMPS TOWARDS IGON NOW!!!!! THE CROWD ARE GOING CRAZY AND SO IS THAT LITTLE GIRL AS AVRIL HEADS TO THE TOP ROPE AND–
Thadd Blazevich: AVRIL BRO DELIVERS WITH A DIRTY LITTLE SECRET!!! THE 450 SPLASH CONNECTS AS AVRIL GOES FOR THE COVER!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEE!!!!
Persephone: KICK OUT FROM IGON!!! LITTLE GIRL IS MAD AGAIN!! Avril rolls out the ring and looks to get something from the crowd and– WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT???
Rich Russillo: THAT’S A BARBED WIRE SKATEBOARD!! AVRIL WILLIAMS GOT THAT FROM SOMEONE IN THE CROWD!!
Persephone: Wow. I don’t know if I’m impressed or embarrassed.
Rich Russillo: Avril rushes to the ring as fast as she can with that bad leg, AND SHE RAISES THE SKATEBOARD—
Thadd Blazevich: BUT BEFORE AVRIL COULD EVEN USE THE BARBED WIRE SKATEBOARD IGON COMES RIGHT IN WITH A DINOSAUR DROPKICK!!! AVRIL DROPS THE SKATEBOARD AND GETS FLUNG BACK INTO THE CORNER!! AVRIL MEETS IGON BACK IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING– AND IS NAILED WITH ANOTHER KNIFE EDGE CHOP!!!!
Persephone: Avril goes right down as now Igon goes for the cover and this could be it!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEE!!!!
Rich Russillo: AVRIL GETS HER SHOULDER UP!!! IGON IS UPSET AS– HE NOW APPLIES A REAR NAKED CHOKE TO AVRIL!! HE IS GOING TO MAKE HER TAP OUT OR PASS OUT RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW!! IGON HAS THAT CHOKE LOCKED IN!!! THERE IS NO ESCAPE FOR AVRIL!!!
Thadd Blazevich: AVRIL ISN’T GIVING UP!! NOT NOW NOT THIS WAY AS THE CROWD IS RALLYING BEHIND HER!! HELL ME TOO!!!! COME ON AVRIL, YOU CAN DO IT BROSKI!!
Persephone: Alright stop with the glaze.
Rich Russillo: LOOK!! AVRIL JUST GRABBED A HOLD OF THE BARBED WIRE SKATEBOARD AND BASHED IT OVER IGON’S SKULL!!! HE LETS GO OF THE SUBMISSION AS AVRIL SLOWLY GETS BACK FROM HER FEET! SHE’S STILL FEELING THE EFFECTS OF THAT RIGHT LEG THAT WAS WORKED ON BY IGON AS–
Thadd Blazevich: AVRIL IS BASHING THAT BARBED WIRE SKATEBOARD ONTO IGON!! AGAIN!! AND AGAIN!! AND AGAIN!! SHE IS MERCILESSLY BEATING THE HELL OUT OF HIM WITH THAT SKATEBOARD AS ALL THE BLOOD POURS OUT ALL OF OVER IGON’S ARMS, CHEST AND EVEN HEAD! AVRIL IS STILL GOING, NOT STOPPING UNTIL SHE LANDS BLOWS TO THE HEAD, DESTROYING IGON LIKE SHE DID WHEN IGON FACED CARMEN!!
Avril Williams: (off-mic) AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!
Rich Russillo: Avril drops the skateboard after that succession of shots with that weapon as the crowd are giving a standing ovation for the amount of times Avril hits that barbed wire skateboard to Igon as she drops down and goes for the cover!! IS THIS IT????
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: …………………………
Referee: …………………………..
Thadd Blazevich: KICK OUT FROM IGON!! THAT WAS CLOSE!! AVRIL ALMOST GOT THE UPSET WIN BY IGON MANAGED TO GET THE SHOULDERS AT THE NICK OF TIME!!! AVRIL SLAMS HER FIST IN FRUSATION THINKING THAT WAS IT, THAT WAS GONNA END THIS MATCH BETWEEN THEM BRO!!
Persephone: Clearly Avril thought wrong as she rolls out of the ring looking to get something from the crowd! Maybe another weapon can put Igon but class and tradition for the “sport” is keeping him alive so far! Avril is getting something from the crowd and– it’s an old ass laptop??
Rich Russillo: An interesting choice of weapon there as Avril places it right on the apron as she looks for another weapon can get from the crowd and– SHE GOT HANDED SOME STEEL CHAIN!!!
Persephone: How did these fuckers sneak that into the arena???
Thadd Blazevich: Avril comes back into the ring and– IS MET WITH A URANAGE FROM IGON!! HE SLAMS HER RIGHT INTO THE MAT AS AVRIL DROPS THE STEEL CHAIN!!! AVRIL IS FEELING THAT URANAGE AS IGON BRINGS AVRIL RIGHT BACK UP AND– DELIVERS ANOTHER DRAGON SCREW TO THAT RIGHT LEG!! AVRIL SCREAMING IN PAIN BROS AS IGON BRINGS HER BACK UP AND– DELIVERS A POWERBOMB!!!! A MASSIVE MOVE FROM IGON AS HE GOES FOR THE COVER!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: …………………………
Referee: …………………………..
Rich Russillo: AVRIL GETS THE SHOULDERS UP!!! IGON GOES BEHIND AVRIL AND STARTS CLUBBING HER WITH HEAVY FOREARMS RIGHT TO HER CHEST!!! THE WELTS HAVE FORMED ON HER BODY!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: While Igon has bled buckets in this match so far, Avril has been shown bruising from the brutality that has been shown by Igon tonight! Igon now brings Avril back to her feet, looking to hit for another powerbomb!! Igon bro lifts her up– BUT AVRIL LANDS ON HER FEET!!! AVRIL GOES TOWARDS IGON– AND CONNECTS WITH A 1,2 STEP!!!! THE STEP UP SLINGSHOT KICK DELIVERS AS IGON IS STUNNED!!! AVRIL GOES TOWARDS THE ROPES AND SPRINGBOARD–
Rich Russillo: MIDAIR THIEF!!! THE SPRINGBOARD FRONTFLIP CUTTER CONNECTS!!! IGON IS DOWN AND OUT AS AVRIL GOES FOR THE COVER!! IS THIS IT??? IS AVRIL GETTING THE WIN OVER IGON HERE TONIGHT????
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: …………………………
Referee: …………………………..
Persephone: NOPE!!! IGON KICKS OUT AT THE VERY LAST MOMENT AGAIN!!!! THAT WAS A CLOSE CALL BUT NOT ENOUGH TO WIN!!!
Rich Russillo: Look at the expression on Avril’s face, she thought for sure that would have been hit as both individuals are down and out in this match as the crowd are in a frenzy over this contest right now!!
(Igon and Avril are laid out, feeling the exhaustion and violence this Fans Brings the Weapon match has gone down tonight as the crowd cheers and rallies behind Avril as they both start to slowly get up.)
Thadd Blazevich: Igon and Avril are slowly getting up on their feet as– IGON BRO CONNECTS WITH AN OPEN PALM STRIKE!! BUT AVRIL RESPONDS WITH AN OPEN HAND PALM STRIKE OF HER OWN!! IGON WITH ANOTHER ONE AND SO DOES AVRIL!! NOW IGON DELIVERS A SLAP TO AVRIL’S FACE AND AVRIL RESPONDS ONE RIGHT BACK!! THEY’RE BOTH BACK UP FROM THEIR FEET AS– THEY’RE TRADING SHOTS WITH EACH OTHER!!!
Rich Russillo: IGON GET AVRIL HARD ONE A FOREARM SHOT AS HE RUNS FROM THE ROPES AND– GETS NAILED WITH A SCORPIAN KICK!! IT STUNS IGON AS AVRIL GRABS A HOLD OF IGON AND GOES FOR A TORNADO DDT!!! BUT ITS COUNTERED AS IGON SLAMS AVRIL RIGHT ON HER STOMACH!! IGON GRABS A HOLD OF HER–
Thadd Blazevich: OH MY GOD!! IGON HAS AVRIL RIGHT IN A SLEEPER HOLD!!! THIS MAY BE DEADLY FOR AVRIL–
Rich Russillo: BUT AVRIL MANAGES TO GET OUT OF IT QUICKLY BY USING THE ROPES!! SHE FLIPS OVER IGON AND– APPLIES A SLEEPER HOLD OF HER OWN!!! USING HIS OWN MOVES AGAINST HIM–
Thadd Blazevich: BUT IGON GRABS A HOLD OF AVRIL BY HER HEAD AND DELIVERS A SNAPMARE WITH EASE!! AVRIL IS SIT RIGHT UP AS– IGON LANDS A PENALTY KICK RIGHT ON HER BACK!!! IGON TRIES TO FOR THE SLEEPERHOLD AGAIN AS HE PICKS AVRIL BACK TO HER FEET– BUT ONCE AGAIN AVRIL REVERSES THIS TIME INTO A VICTORY ROLL!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: …………………………
Referee: …………………………..
Rich Russillo: IGON WITH HIS SHOULDERS UP AS HE GETS RIGHT BACK TO HIS FEET AND– HURRICANRANA!! IT CONNECTS BUT IGON GETS RIGHT UP FROM HIS FEET STILL DAZED AND– POISIONRANA RIGHT AFTER!! BOTH COMPETIORS ARE DOWN AS THE CROWD ARE ON THEIR FEET!!!!
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME!! THIS IS AWESOME!! THIS IS AWESOME!! THIS IS AWESOME!! THIS IS AWESOME!!
Persephone: This has been a war god damn… they have laid out everything to each other and– it looks like Avril might be the first one to get back up on her feet! Avril looks towards Igon who is also starting to get back up as– no way she’s going to do this?
Rich Russillo: It looks like– YES!! AVRIL IS GOING TO GO FOR SEMI-CHARMED LIFE!! THE FIREMAN’S CARRY KNEE STRIKE AS AVRIL IS USING ALL HER STRENGTH TO PICK UP IGON AS– SHE’S HAS IGON LIFTED OFF THE GROUND!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT HER RIGHT KNEE GIVES OUT!!! THAT RIGHT LEG THAT WAS WORKED ON THE WHOLE MATCH HAS COME BACK TO HAUNT AVRIL IN THIS MATCH!! SHE’S CLUTCHING ON TO THAT KNEE AND–
Persephone: KNIFE EDGE CHOP TO THE BACK OF AVRIL!!! IGON TURNS HER AROUND– FOR ANOTHER KNIFE EDGE CHOP TO HER CHEST!!! IGON HAS IN HER POSITION AND– DELIVERS WITH A POWERBOMB!!! AVRIL GOES DOWN–
Rich Russillo: BUT IGON IS LIFTING HER AGAIN FOR ANOTHER POWERBOMB!! TWO POWERBOMBS IN A ROW!!! Surely Igon is going to pin her now!
Thadd Blazevich: Uh… It’s starting to not look like it!
Persephone: NOPE! IGON IS GOING FOR A THIRD STRAIGHT POWERBOMB!! IT CONNECTS, AND AVRIL WILLIAMS IS JUST DONE!! Just look at that little girl in the crowd! She’s bawling her eyes out, and Igon still doesn’t even look like he’s done!
Rich Russillo: Igon may have snapped, and that’s to the detriment of nobody but poor Avril! Igon wastes no time dragging her back up, AND HE JUST LIFTS HER UP BEFORE SLAMMING HER TO THE MAT WITH A FOURTH POWERBOMB!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: AVRIL IS LIFELESS RIGHT NOW, DUDE YOU GOTTA STOP!!! IGON IS LIFTING HER BACK UP, AND HE JUST CONNECTS WITH A FIFTH ONE!!! COME ON, STOP THE MATCH!!! DO SOMETHING, AVRIL CAN’T CONTINUE– AND IGON IS TRYING TO DRAG HER BACK UP!!
Rich Russillo: THE REFEREE HAS HAD ENOUGH!!! HE TELLS IGON TO STOP AND CALLS FOR THE BELL!!! THIS ONE IS OVER!!!
DING! DING! DING!
(The crowd falls silent, shocked at what just occurred. Igon lets Avril pummels to the ground, and she doesn’t move a muscle, lacking any strength after the ending of that match. After a while it settles in who won this match, as the fans pour out in boos for what just happened. ‘Vordt of the Boreal Valley” begins to play, and Igon Mordren has his hand raised in victory, with blood still spilling from his head following that match. Avril is rolled out of the ring being checked out by EAW medical as Igon is your winner of this fight.)
Bella Braxton: YOUR WINNER OF THIS MATCH VIA TKO… IGON MORDREN!!!
Rich Russillo: The referee had seen enough. Avril wasn’t moving in that final sequence and thus it’s a TKO win for Igon here tonight at Bloodsport. Igon gets the win he wanted and I’m sure he’s very happy to get this victory over Sk8er Girl here tonight!
Thadd Blazevich: It was a great fight between these two, heart and determination was on display here tonight in this match and despite the best efforts from Avril… Igon was the better man tonight and he leaves Bloodsport as your winner!
(The fans continue to boo, including the little girl that was front row cheering for Avril throughout the course of the match. Igon shares a look towards the girl that is a fan of Avril in the front row with a smug grin, knowing he was able to put her down tonight. Bloodsport continues—)
Persephone: WOAH WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED!!! IGON JUST GOT CLUBBED RIGHT IN THE BACK OF HIS NECK, BUT I’VE NEVER SEEN THAT GUY IN MY LIFE!! WHO THE HELL IS THAT!?!?!?
Thadd Blazevich: UH, DUDE! I THINK WE KNOW EXACTLY WHO IT IS, AND IT LOOKS LIKE IT’S A PROBLEM!!!
Rich Russillo: THAT’S REYLIN ALOALI’I!!! ONE OF VOLTAGE’S NEWEST SIGNINGS FOR THIS HISTORIC SEASON AS HE JUST MADE HIS MARK BY ATTACKING IGON MORDREN AFTER HIS MATCH!!! REYLIN GETS RIGHT ON TOP OF HIM, AND HE IS CLOBBERING IGON WITH PUNCHES!!! HE IS BEATING THE CRAP OUT OF IGON RIGHT NOW!!
Thadd Blazevich: Bro got Igon’s blood all over his hands and clothes, but I don’t think bro really cares about all that! He’s here to make a statement!
Persephone: REYLIN GRABS IGON AND DRAGS HIM UP, BEFORE THROWING HIM SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE RING POST!!! HE QUICKLY DRAGS IGON OUT, BEFORE THROWING HIM INTO THE ROPES!!!
Rich Russillo: IGON BOUNCES OFF, **AND REYLIN DROPS HIM WITH “GOD’S WILL”!!!!!**
Thadd Blazevich: IGON GOES DOWN TO THE POP-UP POWERBOMB! BRO, WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!?!? IGON JUST WON A MATCH, BUT HE DOESN’T LOOK LIKE A WINNER RIGHT NOW!
Rich Russillo: REYLIN IS MAKING HIS PRESENCE FELT HERE!!! WE KNOW HE DOESN’T CARE TOO MUCH ABOUT FOLLOWING RULES OR PLAYING BY THE BOOK!! THIS MAN CARES ABOUT WHAT GETS HIM TO THE TOP NO MATTER WHOSE BLOOD HE HAS TO SPILL!! CLEARLY, ATTACKING IGON IS A MASSIVE INDICATOR OF WHAT REYLIN STANDS FOR!!!
Thadd Blazevich: Reylin brings Igon right back to his feet, and– HE CALLS IT THE SWITCHBLADE!!! THE SAMOAN SPIKE CONNECTS AS IGON GETS TAKEN RIGHT TO THE GROUND AS HE HOLDS ON HIS NECK!!! THE SAMOAN SPIKE LANDS HARD AS REYLIN IS HERE TO BE TOP DOG AND HE’S GOING TO ENSURE HE GETS THAT DONE.
Reylin Aloali’i: (off-mic) Annoying ass motherfucker.
(Reylin spits in Igon’s face as soon as he says that as he then leaves the ring leaving the entire crowd here at Bloodsport in a frenzy! Reylin walks away with all the motivation and determination in the world to take everything that he wants.)
Persephone: Goddamn.
Rich Russillo: God damn indeed, if there was a way to make a statement… it’s doing what Reylin just did right now.
Thadd Blazevich: This is gonna be one hell of a season, dude. With Elitists like Avril, like Igon, and now like Reylin on the roster, there’s just no telling what’s gonna happen.
(Reylin Anoali’i is shown walking up the ramp, not even looking back at the fallen, bloody Igon Mordren who is still laid out. With Reylin still walking up the ramp, Bloodsport would soon fade out to commercial break.)
(A commercial is shown for AncestryDNA. Find your Samoan heritage before it’s too late.)
(Moments later… we would return to the Coliseo de Puerto Rico José Miguel Agrelot at ringside… as the next match graphic began to play.)
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Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL…
Crowd: ¡UNA CAÍDA!
Bella Braxton: AND IT IS FOR THE UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!!!
Crowd: :blessed:
Bella Braxton: Whoever scores the winning fall… WILL BE CROWNED CHAMPION!!!
(As the crowd roared, ‘Dynasty’ by Rina Sawayama began to flood through the speakers. Marching onto the stage was Candice Blair, who still didn’t look entirely 100%. She had been sidelined with a concussion and there were many doubts that she would even make it to this event. Now that it was made official… there were countless doubts that she would make it THROUGH this event. In spite of those doubts, however, she pushed through. She fought to get cleared, and now, she’s fighting to become Champion. Seconds later, ‘God Shattering Star’ by Takashi Baba blared through, as she was swiftly followed by the former Specialist’s Champion, ARIA. It was ARIA and Ashlynn who had made the initial challenge, as Candice sat at home looking forward to her recovery. ARIA felt bad that she was doing it without Candice’s immediate input but she knew how deeply it meant to her. As did their third partner. ‘Tears’ by Sabrina Carpenter played through the speakers, as the woman who initially started all of this stepped through. Ashlynn had challenged Minerva for her Championship way back at the Draft, and she ended that night laid out at the hands of ToXXXin. She marched into that ring with no backup, but tonight, she believed it would be a different story. Even if the result may not be cordial among all three, they knew that if they worked together, one of them WOULD become Champion.)
Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST… THE TEAM OF ‘THE REALITY BREAKER,’ CANDICE BLAIR… ARIA… AND ‘MISS VOLTAGE…’ ASHLYYNN QUINNNNNN!!!!!!
(The trio made their way down to the ring, a pathway opened for them to make it to the apron. Three sides of the ring, however, were completely flushed with razorblades. The three women entered the ring, and seconds later as ‘Tears’ began to fade out — ‘Duel’ by JINJER would replace it. A lone red spotlight would shine at the top of the entranceway, the first two members of ToXXXin made their appearance. On one side stood Daniella Atlas… the other, Selina Reyes. Mist rose as, marching through it, the glistening gold of the Universal Women’s Championship appeared – around the waist of Minerva. Her arms extended, the black rose between her teeth. The trio began to march down the ramp.)
Bella Braxton: From The Void! “The Black Rose” Minerva, “The Blade of Hermes” Daniella Atlas, and “The Oryx Queen” Selina Reyes……. ToXXXin!!!!!!!!
(ToXXXin slowed as they reached the ring; they, too, noticed the razorblades. They knew that this was going to be brutal. Minerva handed off her Championship to the ringside crew, the trio removing their jackets.)
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(And they charged forward, sliding into the ring!)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: THIS MATCH IS UNDERWAY; BUT WE CLEARLY DON’T HAVE ENOUGH TIME TO BUILD UP TO THE ACTION AS THEY’RE GOING AT IT RIGHT AWAY!!! 10,000 RAZORBLADES SCATTERED AT RINGSIDE BUT THE MOST LETHAL WEAPONS IN USE RIGHT NOW ARE THESE SIX WOMEN’S FISTS! THIS HAS TURNED INTO AN ABSOLUTE SLUG FEST HERE IN SAN JUAN! HAYMAKERS THAT WOULD PUT THE SOUND OF A BASEBALL BAT TO SHAME, THESE COMPETITORS HAVE RUSHED TO THE CENTER OF THE RING AND ARE ALL NOW TRADING BLOWS! BLOW AFTER BLOW AFTER BLOW; THIS ONE ISN’T GOING TO BE PRETTY!
Persephone: Would be pretty hard to with Candice in this match. Shame plastic doesn’t bleed. 😔
(The four women would strike one another repeatedly in the centre of the ring, an entire hockey fight in the squared circle with no possible referee interference. Minerva and Ashlynn; Selina and Candice; Daniella and ARIA. It was evident from the get-go that this wasn’t going to be a flashy, Olympic-esque contest. This was going to be a war. A battle of attrition and brutality between one of the most dominating factions in EAW today against three incredibly hungry challengers. On top of that? The threat that somebody may win the match and not walk out with the Universal Women’s Championship loomed over all six women as well. It was as unconventional as this match was scrappy.)
Thadd Blazevich: BUT LOOK NOW BRAH! MINERVA GRABS ASHLYNN BY THE HAIR AND LOOKS TO TOSS HER OUTSIDE! THE RAZORBLADES ARE SURROUNDING THIS RING; IT’D BE UNAVOIDABLE!
Rich Russillo: BUT SHE HANGS ON TO THE MIDDLE ROPE! MINERVA LOOKS TO PUSH HER OFF– BUT A HUGE FOREARM TO THE HEAD SENDS HER STUMBLING BACK!
Thadd Blazevich: MEANWHILE, ARIA BEGINS TO PUSH DANIELLA BACK INTO THE CORNER! EVEN THOUGH THIS IS A TAG MATCH, RIGHT NOW IT’S JUST SIX WOMEN IN A SCRAP!
Rich Russillo: SELINA GOES FOR A SAITO SUPLEX ON CANDICE – BUT CANDICE HAS TO BE EXTRA CAREFUL OF HER NECK AND HEAD! ANY OTHER DAY THAT SAITO WOULD BE DEVASTATING BUT WITH HER RECENT CONCUSSION, SHE CAN’T AFFORD TO TAKE A BIG BLOW TO THE HEAD LIKE THAT! QUITE FRANKLY SHE MIGHT EVEN BE LUCKY THAT THIS STIPULATION IS WHAT IT IS!
Thadd Blazevich: SELINA SURE AINT LUCKY THOUGH, BRO! CANDICE QUICKLY FIRES BACK WITH A SAITO SUPLEX OF HER OWN! SPIKES SELINA ON HER HEAD!
(The three challengers would gain the upper hand early on in this match; perhaps through sheer hunger and determination. It wasn’t just about outwrestling their opponents, it was about showing them that ToXXXin couldn’t just run through EAW with reckless abandon, laying out anybody who dares get in their way. Simply put, there was a roadblock in their path, and they were looking to show just how devastating they could all be. As a team and as individuals.)
Rich Russillo: ARIA STOMPING A HOLE THROUGH DANIELLA IN THE CORNER– MEANWHILE, LOOK AT ASHLYNN AND MINERVA; FIGHTING ON THE APRON!
Thadd Blazevich: THEY’RE TRADING FOREARMS, LOOKING TO KNOCK ONE ANOTHER OFF! IT AIN’T A GOOD SPOT TO TRY AND GRAPPLE RIGHT HERE BRO AND THEY KNOW IT; THEY WANT THEIR OPPONENT TO BE DAZED BEFORE THEY TRY ANY OF THAT! ONE WRONG MOVE AND THEY’LL GO CRASHING INTO A HEAP OF RAZORBLADES!!!
Rich Russillo: MINERVA WITH A BIG BOOT TO ASHLYNN, BUT ASHLYNN ISN’T GOING DOWN! SHE CHARGES FORWARD… ***’BESTIE SPEAR’!!!!!!!!!!***
Thadd Blazevich: DENIED! MINERVA HOOKS HER IN THE FRONT FACELOCK! ***ATLAS FALLS!***
Rich Russillo: ALSO DENIED! ASHLYNN LANDS BEHIND MINERVA–
Crowd: WHOAAAAAAAAA–
Rich Russillo: BUT SHE ALMOST FALLS INTO THE RAZORBLADES! ASHLYNN GRABS ONTO THE ROPES!
(***THUD!***)
Thadd Blazevich: QUESTION MARK KICK TO ASHLYNN! ASHLYNN RELEASES HER GRIP…
Rich Russillo:… LANDING ON THE STEEL STEPS!! JUST BARELY, SHE AVOIDED BEING TORN TO SHREDS!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT WAIT A SEC, BRO! INCOMING!!!
Rich Russillo: DANIELLA CRASHES INTO MINERVA! ARIA PUSHED HER! ARIA PUSHED HER INTO MINERVA!
(***CRASH!***)
Thadd Blazevich: THE CHAMPION CRASHES ONTO THE HOOD OF OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE! SHE MIGHT HAVE JUST BEEN SAVED, YO, EVEN IF ACCIDENTALLY!
Rich Russillo: DANIELLA LOOKS SHOCKED, SHE ALMOST CAUSED THE CHAMPION TO FALL INTO THE RAZORBLADES… BUT LOOK BEHIND HER!
Thadd Blazevich: ‘STARLIGHT’ TORNADO DDT!!!!!!! CANDICE BLAIR LAYS OUT THE FORMER SPECIALISTS CHAMPION WITH THAT DDT FROM THE ROPES!!!
Rich Russillo: SELINA RUSHES IN TO JOIN IN ON THE CHAOS – WE’RE CERTAINLY NOT TAKING ANY BREAKS TO START US OFF HERE! RUNNING FOREARM!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA HOOKS THE ARM, SHIFTING BEHIND SELINA! A HUGE BACKSTABBER!!!!!
Rich Russillo: THE WHIPLASH SENDS SELINA STUMBLING FORWARD INTO CANDICE… AND A DOUBLE KNEE FACEBREAKER TO SELINA!!! CANDICE HOLDS HER DOWN ON HER KNEES!
Thadd Blazevich: AND LOOKING TO FINISH THE COMBINATION BRO – ARIA HITS THE ROPES! SPRINGBOARD ASAI MOONSAULT ONTO THE BACK OF SELINA REYES!!!
(Selina rolls off of Candice’s knees following the impact of the moonsault. ToXXXin no doubt came into this one prepared, but they certainly were not prepared for the quality of tag team chemistry Ashlynn, ARIA and Candice were showing here tonight. Perhaps they truly were outmatched, or perhaps the challengers came into this one with far more hunger than ToXXXin had initially anticipated. Selina rolled to her knees, now stuck between Candice and ARIA.)
(Slowly, she returned to her feet, and soon after, began to realize the situation she was in. Daniella was down, Minerva on the announce table, and she was stuck between two opponents. Her head darted from side to side, and her eyes sank momentarily.)
(Then… suddenly…)
Thadd Blazevich: AND NOW SELINA BEGINS TO FIGHT BACK! A HUGE FOREARM TO ARIA! NOW, ANOTHER TO CANDICE! BACK AND FORTH ACTION, SHE’S GOING FROM ONE COMPETITOR TO ANOTHER, LOOKING TO CHOP THEM BOTH DOWN; THE SHARP BONE JUST BENEATH THE ELBOW, MUCH MORE FORCE THAN SHE COULD PERHAPS MUSTER WITH AN OVERHAND BRAH! IT’S AN UNFORTUNATE SITUATION FOR HER TO BE IN BUT THIS IS ALL SHE CAN DO RIGHT NOW! FOREARM! FOREARM FOREARM! SHE’S GOING AT THEM WITH THESE STRIKES BRO!
Rich Russillo: SHE’S TRYING HER BEST– BUT IT’S NOT ENOUGH! ARIA DUCKS THE FOREARM, AND HOLDS SELINA BACK! CANDICE CHARGES IN!
Thadd Blazevich: ***’SPINNING WHEEL’!!!!!!***
(***THUD!***)
Rich Russillo: BUT SELINA DUCKS! CANDICE CLOCKS ARIA IN THE FACE, AND SHE DIDN’T HAVE ANY TIME TO DEFEND HERSELF! ARIA HITS THE MAT HARD!
Thadd Blazevich: AND SELINA CHARGES FORWARD, A CLOTHESLINE SENDS CANDICE OUT OF THE RING!
Rich Russillo: SHE HANGS ON THOUGH! SKINNING THE CAT, SHE PREVENTS HERSELF FROM DROPPING RIGHT INTO THOSE RAZORBLADES!!!
Thadd Blazevich: SELINA ISN’T HAVING IT BRAH! SHE SWOOPS IN, AND BEGINS TO CLAW AT CANDICE’S FINGERS!
Rich Russillo: TRYING TO BREAK HER GRIP, SELINA IS LOOKING TO MAKE SURE CANDICE IS THE FIRST TO GO FLYING INTO THE POOL OF RAZORBLADES! CHOPPING AT HER HAND; SHE’S GONNA DO IT!
Rich Russillo: NO! CANDICE GRABS SELINA BY THE HAIR AND NOW SHE PULLS HER OUT ONTO THE APRON! THESE TWO ARE GOING TO BRAWL UNTIL THE VERY, VERY END!
Thadd Blazevich: CANDICE LEAPS FORWARD WITH A HUGE ELBOW STRIKE! SELINA IS ROCKED! SELINA FIRES BACK WITH A JAB!! CANDICE HAD BETTER BE CAREFUL TAKING SHOTS LIKE THAT TO THE DOME, YO!
Rich Russillo: SHOTS LIKE THAT COULD NO DOUBT BE DANGEROUS FOLLOWING THAT CONCUSSION, BUT AT THE END OF THE DAY, IT’S SOMETHING SHE JUST HAS TO RISK IN A MATCH LIKE THIS! SHE DOESN’T REALLY HAVE ANY OTHER OPTION AND SHE KNOWS IT! PUSHING THROUGH, SHE HITS YET ANOTHER ELBOW STRIKE! AND ANOTHER!
Thadd Blazevich: CANDICE IS DETERMINED TO SEND SELINA FLYING INTO THE RAZORBLADES!! ANOTHER FOREARM, BRO! AND ANOTHER! AND ANOTHER–
Rich Russillo: AND SELINA DROPS DOWN TO A SEATED BASE!! CANDICE BENDS DOWN, LOOKING TO TOSS HER OFF THE APRON!
(***THUD!***)
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(…)
(…And then…)
(…A concerned gasp coming straight from the audience.)
Rich Russillo: BUT MINERVA! MINERVA SWOOPS BACK IN! SHE PUSHES CANDICE HEAD-FIRST INTO THE RING POST!
(Followed by a blood curdling scream.)
Rich Russillo: AND CANDICE DROPS DOWN AND FALLS INTO THE RAZORBLADES!!
(Candice’s body instinctively begins to twitch and shake as she writhes in pain but this only makes it worse. Razorblades bounce up from the mat below, and her wriggling shreds her skin more and more. The initial concern was from her head colliding with the ring post. Pure metal; dense and thick. For a woman without a concussion it would be life altering. For Candice? It was a different story entirely. Earlier on it was noted that this match could be considered lucky for Candice. Razorblades cause surface level wounds, shredding skin; a concussion is internal. Candice wasn’t expecting blunt force trauma outside of hitting the canvas. She never could have anticipated being thrown directly into the ring post, head first no less.)
(Perhaps the most overlooked piece of equipment now haunted the last Ava standing. The woman dubbed ‘The Reality Breaker’ now questioning her reality as metaphorical stars began to swirl above her head.)
(Gashes and wounds opened up on her back and arms. But most concerning of all…)
Candice Blair:https://i.gyazo.com/91e2e19006b396a1cd1ea014af75c784.gif
(A gash on her forehead, too.)
Rich Russillo: Oh God…
Persephone: I LIEDDDDDD PLASTIC DOES BLEED!
Thadd Blazevich: The best thing for Candice to do right now is stop moving and rest at ringside! That may put her team a woman down but… what other choice does she have???
(Minerva limped over to Selina Reyes, checking on her partner. Slowly, she would help her to her feet, and get her away from danger; the Champion now regrouping, after sending the opposition a woman down. The two enter the ring, shortly after, helping Daniella to her feet also.)
(With Candice now motionless, intentionally so, on the outside; the only remaining challenger in the ring was ARIA. ToXXXin surrounded her, as ARIA returned to her knees.)
(ARIA looked around, a sigh of mental exhaustion escaping her lips, knowing she was now in an unwinnable fight.)
(Yet… regardless… she climbed back up to her feet.)
Thadd Blazevich: I don’t know how she’s going to get out of this one, brah! This one doesn’t seem too wise… but I don’t know what the best choice for her to do is, either!
Persephone: Throw herself into some razorblades to be honest. :mjlol:
Thadd Blazevich: ⁉️
Persephone: Please? 🥺
(Slowly… she raised her hands; curling her fingers, telling her opponents to “bring it.”)
(So they did.)
Thadd Blazevich: ROUNDHOUSE KICK FROM MINERVA!
Rich Russillo: ENZUIGIRI FROM SELINA!
Thadd Blazevich: RUNNING KNEE LIFT FROM DANIELLA!!!
Rich Russillo: AND NOW ALL THREE WOMEN CHARGE FORWARD; A HUGE TRIPLE KNEE STRIKE TO THE SKULL, SANDWICHING ARIA’S HEAD BETWEEN THEIR KNEES! ‘TOTAL TOXXXICITY’!!!!!! ARIA SLUMPS OVER; THIS ONE HAS TO BE OVER! THERE’S NO COMING BACK FROM THAT!
Thadd Blazevich: AND THEY’RE GOING TO MAKE SURE THAT SHE DOESN’T BRAH! THEY LIFT ARIA UP, AND SEND HER TOWARDS MINERVA; ONCE AGAIN APPLYING A FRONT FACELOCK! THIS ONE IS ALL GOING TO BE OVER, AS SHE LIFTS HER UP…
Rich Russillo: # ‘ATLAS FALLS!!!!!!!!!!’
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Rich Russillo: ‘TREND SETTER’!!!!!!!! ROLLING THUNDER DROPKICK FROM ASHLYNN SENDS MINERVA CRASHING INTO THE MAT!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT SELINA AND DANIELLA AREN’T GOING TO LET HER COME INTO THIS ONE AND RUIN THEIR PLANS! THEY GRAB HER, QUICKLY LOOKING FOR ‘THE OUTBREAK’!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: ‘BAD & BOUJEE’!!!!!!!! THAT WASN’T THE SPRINGBOARD VERSION WE’RE USED TO SEEING BUT SHE VERY WELL JUST USED DANIELLA AS A SPRINGBOARD, LAYING SELINA OUT WITH THAT HUGE CUTTER!
Thadd Blazevich: DANIELLA STILL ISN’T PHASED; CHARGING FORWARD FOR A HUGE LARIAT! ‘INAMORTA’!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: DUCKED! ASHLYNN RUSHES FORWARD AND LEAPS OFF THE ROPES; ‘BAD & BOUJEE’ ONCE MORE!
Thadd Blazevich: CAUGHT! DANIELLA NOW HAS HER IN THE PUMPHANDLE… ‘SOUTH OF HEAVEN’!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: BUT A COUNTER WITH A HUGE DDT FROM ASHLYNN!! ONCE AGAIN DANIELLA IS SPIKED ONTO HER HEAD!!!
Thadd Blazevich: NOW HERE COMES MINERVA!! SHE LAYS ASHLYNN OUT WITH A RUNNING STO!! THE CHAMPION CANNOT BE COUNTED OUT FOR TOO LONG!!
Rich Russillo: BUT MINERVA ISN’T FINISHED! HOOKING ASHLYNN BY HER BLONDE LOCKS SHE LIFTS HER UP INTO THE INVERTED FACELOCK! DRIVING HER ELBOW DOWN; ‘TWILIGHT’ CONNECTS!!!!!!!!!
(Despite the huge wave of momentum that Ashlynn entered with, it was swiftly stopped; coming to a halt at the hands of the Universal Women’s Champion. Ashlynn clutches her head, Minerva’s elbow drilling directly through her, crashing into the canvas. Holding her jaw from the previous dropkick, Minerva slowly returns to her feet, stumbling into the ropes. She doesn’t appear to be finished with Ashlynn. After all, this all started with her; Ashlynn interrupting Minerva at the draft, and being the first one to spark this challenge.)
(It’s as she’s been saying this entire time; Minerva gave Ashlynn a warning. She gave all of her challengers a warning. She gave them the chance to back down and each time they refused, hungry for this opportunity. Hungry for the Universal Women’s Championship. Minerva was simply giving them what they had asked for. Minerva was simply giving her challengers exactly what they had been demanding of her this entire time. There was no regrets here. There was no more mercy, no more warnings.)
(Ashlynn started this, but Minerva was going to finish it.)
(She grabbed Ashlynn, and lifted her up to her feet…)
(Placing her in a front facelock.)
Rich Russillo: It was interrupted last time, but now… there’s no stopping this!
Thadd Blazevich: This one is over, brah!
Rich Russillo: She lifts her up…
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(…)
Rich Russillo: # ‘ATLAS FALLS’!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(…)
(…)
(…But…)
Rich Russillo: Wait… WAIT A MINUTE!
(Clawing at Minerva’s feet…)
Rich Russillo: HOW IS CANDICE EVEN STILL IN THIS??? HOW ON EARTH IS SHE STILL FIGHTING????
(Minerva stopped for a split second; Candice began to crawl up her legs, nails digging into The Champion’s fishnets. She scaled up the mountain, a woman whose legacy is the very size and scale of Mount Everest itself.)
(The Champion dropped Ashlynn at her feet.)
(Candice was barely in this, barely conscious, barely moving. Still, she pushed forth. She continued to climb until she was on her feet, knees wobbly, legs angled so far apart, and far from a strong stance. Her posture showed just how physically weak she was, and Minerva found a slight hint of humour in this. It’s as if all of that frustration began to wash away.)
(Ashlynn was out, ARIA was out, and now Candice — the woman who wasn’t even present when this match was made official — is now coming face-to-face with The Champion, using all of her strength to simply stand. It was as if ToXXXin already had this match won, and the hungry challengers were clinging onto this match in desperation.)
(Candice threw a forearm strike… nothing. It was like dust bouncing off Minerva’s chest.)
(She threw another one… even less behind it.)
(Another… and another… slow, weak, empty.)
(The only thing still persisting was her drive and hunger to win. But her body had nothing left. Arriving into this one with a concussion, her collision with the ring post took her out of it.)
Rich Russillo: This doesn’t look good. :lupe:
(Another forearm…)
(***CRACK!***)
Rich Russillo: BUT MINERVA LAYS HER OUT WITH ‘SATAN’S KISS’!!!!!!!!! A HUGE HEADBUTT!
(**THUD!**)
(Candice hit the floor. Immediately after impact her body crumpled, now dead weight in the middle of the canvas. Blood poured out from her head and her limbs to paint the mat in a crimson red hue; the smell of iron oozing throughout the venue, and down onto Minerva’s lips. Minerva wasn’t finished. She was looking to prove a point. She was looking to prove exactly why she had issued all of those warnings to begin with; it wasn’t to sound intimidating, rather they were genuine. Candice, ARIA and Ashlynn weren’t going to like what would happen if they got into a Championship bout with Minerva at Bloodsport of all events, nevermind with the inclusion of Daniella and Selina. ToXXXin as a trio was nigh unbeatable and those warnings she issued were for the sake of her opponents. None more than Candice Blair. Perhaps not 100% fit to compete in this match, it was noble what she had done. It was noble that she was going to come out guns blazing and try her best, try to truly give Minerva her best shot — looking to become Universal Women’s Champion for the first time. But now… that’s all changed.)
(Minerva would grab her opponent by the head, lifting her up… before sending her back down with a huge forearm, Candice rolling towards the ropes.)
(The Champion waited. Waited for her prey to return to her feet. It took a moment. It was slow, it was painful, but she returned to her feet.)
(…And Minerva charged forward.)
Rich Russillo: SHE’S GOING TO SEND CANDICE BLAIR BACK OUTSIDE INTO THE RAZORBLADES! —
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(…)
(…)
(…But the downed Ashlynn Quinn tripped her opponent up.)
Thadd Blazevich: MINERVA STUMBLES!
Rich Russillo: AND CANDICE WITH A BACK BODY DROP!
(***CRASH!***)
Thadd Blazevich: SENDING THE CHAMPION CRASHING INTO THE RAZORBLADES!
Rich Russillo: MINERVA IS WRITHING IN PAIN, SHE DIDN’T PREPARE FOR THE IMPACT WHATSOEVER! THERE WAS NOTHING SHE COULD DO! NO TIME TO BRACE, NO TIME TO PROTECT HERSELF… IF IT’S EVEN POSSIBLE TO! MINERVA CRASHES INTO A PILE OF RAZORBLADES THE SIZE OF A GRAVESTONE; EVEN FANS AT RINGSIDE HAD TO BRACE FOR IMPACT IN CASE ONE OF THOSE RAZORBLADES CAME FLYING INTO THE AIR! MINERVA’S THIGHS ARE NOW BEING SHREDDED, BLOOD STREAMING DOWN HER LEGS!
Persephone: Joso’s probably jealous of those razorblades right now.
Thadd Blazevich: THAT’S DISGUSTING, BRAH! BOTH THAT COMMENT, AND THE RAZORBLADES OPENING GASHES IN MINERVA’S LEGS! SHE LITERALLY HAS A RAZORBLADE STUCK IN HER LEG!! PULL IT OUT! PULL IT OUT!
Rich Russillo: BUT LOOK BACK TO THE RING HERE AS THE ACTION CONTINUES! CANDICE IS STILL WAITING AGAINST THE ROPES; BUT DANIELLA RUSHES FORWARD!!!
Thadd Blazevich: ***’INAMORATA’***!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE LARIAT SENDS HERSELF AND CANDICE TOPPLING OVER THE ROPES!
Rich Russillo: AND THEY BOTH GO CRASHING INTO A POOL OF RAZORBLADES!!!!!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: ASHLYNN IS CRAWLING OVER, STILL DAZED FROM MINERVA’S ASSAULT ON HER EARLIER; BUT SELINA IS HERE TOO! BOTH ON THE APRON NOW, THEY LOOK TO CONTINUE BRAWLING!
Rich Russillo: FOREARM FROM ASHLYNN!
Thadd Blazevich: FOREARM FROM SELINA!
Rich Russillo: FOREARM FROM ASHLYNN!
Thadd Blazevich: FOREARM FROM SELINA!
Rich Russillo: FOREARM FROM ASHLYNN!
Thadd Blazevich: FOREARM FROM SELINA!
Rich Russillo:…
Thadd Blazevich:…
Rich Russillo: ONCE AGAIN, ASHLYNN LOOKS TO GO FOR THE ‘BESTIE SPEAR’!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT SELINA COUNTERS IT, BRAH!!! ‘PUNJABI FLY’ OFF THE APRON!!!!!!
(***SLICE! SLICE! SLICE!***)
Rich Russillo: AND BOTH WOMEN ARE CUT UP BY THE RAZORBLADES!!!!!
(Five women on the outside, all cut up and slashed by the razorblades. The match has once more fallen into pure chaos. Using one another to pull each other up… all stunned and confused…)
(The crowd begins to stir, realizing one more competitor is on her feet.)
Rich Russillo: WAIT A MINUTE! IT’S ARIA! ARIA IS STILL IN THIS ONE!!! I THOUGHT SHE’D BE OUT FOR GOOD, BUT I GUESS I WAS WRONG! ARIA IS STILL ALIVE AND HERE TO FIGHT FOR THE GOLD!
Thadd Blazevich: CLIMBING THE TURNBUCKLES NOW, ARIA IS LOOKING TO GO HIGH RISK, HIGH REWARD BRAH!!! ALL FIVE WOMEN ARE ON THE OUTSIDE, AND THEY HAVE NO IDEA WHAT’S GOING ON!!!
Rich Russillo: ARIA LEAPS!
(…)
Rich Russillo: SHOOTING STAR PRESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: ARIA TAKES EVERYBODY OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(***CRASH!***)
(All of the women land in a mountain of razorblades, latching into their flesh, cutting deep. The smell of iron gets even more foul as blood begins to pour from their bodies. Thankfully… ARIA’s landing was cushioned.)
(She made it out unscathed.)
(Somehow, she was the only competitor in this match without a single cut on her entire body…)
(Until…)
(She noticed only *four* women were down at her feet.)
Rich Russillo: MINERVA! IT’S MINERVA WITH A CHAIR!
(**CRACK!**)
Rich Russillo: STRAIGHT TO THE HEAD! BUT… WHY ON EARTH IS THAT CHAIR STUCK??
Thadd Blazevich: OH MY GOD BRAH! THAT CHAIR HAD RAZORBLADES GLUED TO THE SEAT! THE CHAIR IS STUCK IN ARIA’S HEAD, BECAUSE THE BLADES ARE STUCK IN ARIA’S HEAD!
Rich Russillo: ARIA DROPS DOWN, AND SOMEBODY NEEDS TO GET HER SOME HELP!
(Minerva stumbles over. The chair remains firm in ARIA’s forehead and scalp, shredding flesh and hair as the deranged manufactured weapon — no doubt created specifically for this bout — is lodged into her skull. Minerva, however, makes this even more disgusting. Grabbing the chair, she begins to grind and twist, to eventually pull it out of the wounds on ARIA’s head.)
(Grabbing ARIA by the hair… Minerva brings her over to the barricade.)
Minerva: (off-mic) Fucking hand that over.
(As she reaches into an audience member’s hand…)
(Grabbing the beer from them.)
Rich Russillo: OH GOD, THIS IS EVEN WORSE! THIS ISN’T GOING TO GET YOU THE WIN MINERVA THIS IS JUST DISGUSTING!
Thadd Blazevich: AND NOW SHE POURS THE BEER INTO THE OPEN WOUND ON ARIA’S HEAD! ALCOHOL SEEPING INTO BROSETTE’S WOUND, ARIA IS WRITHING IN PAIN!
Rich Russillo: MINERVA GAINS NO ADVANTAGE FROM THIS! SHE DOESN’T GET ANY CLOSER TO RETAINING HER CHAMPIONSHIP NOR IS SHE KEEPING ARIA OUT OF THIS MATCH ANY LONGER THAN SHE WOULD HAVE HAD SHE SOLELY USED THAT CHAIR! SHE’S SIMPLY DOING THIS TO TORTURE HER OPPONENT!
Persephone: Good. Keep going. Specifically, keep doing it to ARIA.
Thadd Blazevich: THE ENTIRE BEER IS WASTED, BRO, AS MINERVA NOW DROPS ARIA TO THE MAT!
Rich Russillo: WHY ON EARTH IS THE CROWD CHEERING THIS?? WHY ARE THEY—
Thadd Blazevich: NO BRO! THEY’RE NOT CHEERING MINERVA! WE’RE NOT SLOWING DOWN, NOT NOW! HERE COMES ASHLYNN!
Rich Russillo: SHE HAS A SINGULAR SHOE IN HER HAND! A MARGARET LOAFER!!! BUT LOOK AT THE SOLE!!
Thadd Blazevich: SHE SWINGS IT RIGHT AT MINERVA’S HEAD!!!
Rich Russillo: ***AND THE RAZORBLADES STICKING OUT OF THE SHOE PIERCES MINERVA’S FLESH!!!***
Thadd Blazevich: THE CHAMPION IS DOWN AFTER ALL! THE CHAMPION IS DOWN! ALL ASHLYNN HAS TO DO IS LIFT HER UP AND SEND HER INTO THE RING FOR A COVER!!!
Rich Russillo: BUT THAT’S NOT GOING TO HAPPEN! HERE COMES DANIELLA; A HUGE FIST RIGHT TO THE SKULL!
Thadd Blazevich: AND HER FIST GETS STUCK IN ASHLYNN’S FOREHEAD! WHAT HAS SHE GOT ON HER HAND, BRO???
Rich Russillo: THAT LOOKS LIKE BRASS KNUCKLES — WITH A CUT UP RAZORBLADE ATTACHED!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: THESE COMPETITORS ARE GOING CRAZY, BRAH! WE’VE NOT HAD A BREAK; AND WE’RE NOT GOING TO GET ONE! HERE COMES CANDICE! WHO THE HELL GLUED RAZORBLADES TO A BOWLING BALL??????????????????
Rich Russillo: I DON’T KNOW, AND MAYBE CANDICE IS ASKING THAT QUESTION TOO — BUT SHE CERTAINLY ISN’T COMPLAINING! SHE CRACKS THE BOWLING BALL OVER DANIELLA’S HEAD, BEFORE PLACING IT AT THEIR FEET!
Thadd Blazevich: SHE GRABS DANIELLA, AND PLACES HER BETWEEN HER LEGS! ‘CASTLE’S CRUMBLING’ BRO!!!! THE CANDY DESTROYER, RIGHT ONTO THE BOWLING BALL!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: COULD THIS BE CANDICE’S TIME??? COULD THIS BE HER CHANCE TO FINALLY BECOME WORLD CHAMPION AND FULFILL ALL OF HER YEARS OF HARD WORK! SHE HAS BEEN HERE JUST AS LONG AS THE CHAMPION HAS, SHE’S THE SECOND MOST EXPERIENCED COMPETITOR IN THIS MATCH, BUT SHE HASN’T MANAGED TO EARN THE GOLD TO SHOW FOR IT! PERHAPS NOW IS THE CHANCE! PERHAPS NOW IS THE TIME!
Thadd Blazevich: CANDICE PULLS DANIELLA TO HER FEET, AND ROLLS HER INTO THE RING! THIS IS IT! CANDICE HAS GOT IT!!!
(…)
Rich Russillo: BUT SELINA COMES TO INTERRUPT! PESCADO!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: SLINGSHOT CROSSBODY TO CANDICE LAYS HER OUT FLAT; SELINA GETTING A RAZORBLADE STUCK IN HER UPPER ARM! BUT IT’S LIKE SHE’S ACTING ON ADRENALINE, SHE DOESN’T EVEN NOTICE IT!!! GRABBING CANDICE, SHE BRINGS HER OVER TO OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE BUT…
Rich Russillo: IT LOOKS LIKE SHE’S NOT JUST SATISFIED WITH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE!!! SHE’S REACHING UNDER THE RING — AND SHE HAS A WOODEN BOARD! A WOODEN BOARD WITH RAZORBLADES STUCK INTO IT!!!
Thadd Blazevich: SHE PUTS THE WOODEN BOARD ON OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE, AND THIS DAMN WELL COULD BE IT!!! LIFTING CANDICE ON TOP OF THE TABLE, BROSETTE IS CLIMBING UP AS WELL!!
Rich Russillo: INVERTED BELLY-TO-BACK LIFT!!! LEGS OVER THE ARMS!!! THERE’S NO WAY! NO! NO! NO!!!!!!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: ‘ORYX AWAKENING’ THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE, AND THROUGH THE RAZORBLADE BOARD!!!!!!
(***CRASH!***)
Rich Russillo: AND THEY BOTH GET TAKEN OUT!!! THEY’RE BOTH DOWN AND OUT!!!!! I LITERALLY SEE A POOL OF BLOOD FORMING AT MY FEET!!!!!!
Persephone: Bro I just got these shoes cleaned. 😔
Thadd Blazevich: BOTH COMPETITORS ARE OUT, BRAH!!!! THERE’S NO RECOVERING FROM THAT ONE, THEY’RE DOWN AND OUT!!!
Persephone: And my diet soda. 😔
(Once again; a huge burst of offense and danger comes to a halt with a huge climax. Selina Reyes and Candice Blair crashing through the announce table, through the razorblade board, neither woman moving. Drenched in blood, it looked as if a horror movie had been filmed at ringside.)
(Meanwhile, in the ring…)
(Daniella still out. ARIA still out. Minerva still out. Ashlynn still out. All four women having found the time to roll into the ring, but not much more than that.)
(Though… it was Minerva who found the energy to move first.)
(Crawling… she made her way over to ARIA. Nails digging into the mat. The joints in her fingers stretching; dissolved gas bubbling and popping, causing her knuckles to crack with each movement. Minerva mounted her opponent.)
(Grabbing her by the hair…)
(***THUD!***)
(A huge forearm.)
(***THUD!***)
(One more.)
(***THUD!***)
(Another… but ARIA was trying to defend herself.)
(Minerva wasn’t letting it happen though. Scratching, clawing, she scraped at ARIA’s arms…)
(Before she moved closer to her opponents’ wounds.)
Rich Russillo: MINERVA IS TRYING TO BATTER ARIA INTO THE MAT; THOUGH HER OPPONENT IS FIGHTING BACK! MINERVA, STILL IN CONTROL HERE…
Thadd Blazevich: OH GOD!!! ONCE AGAIN, SHE’S TORTURING ARIA BRO!!
Rich Russillo: SHE STICKS HER TONGUE STRAIGHT INTO AN OPEN WOUND!!! ARIA IS KICKING HER LEGS, PUSHING MINERVA OFF OF HER!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT MINERVA ISN’T DONE!!! SHE SINKS HER TEETH INTO HER OPPONENTS’ EYEBROW!!!!!!!!!
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Thadd Blazevich:… LITERALLY GNAWING AT ARIA’S FACE!!!!
Rich Russillo: BUT ASHLYNN IS COMING TO BREAK IT UP!!! A HUGE RUNNING KNEE LIFT TO THE SIDE OF MINERVA’S HEAD; SHE SAVED HER PARTNER, BUT MINERVA BIT DOWN UPON IMPACT – ARIA IS BLEEDING PROFUSELY!!
Thadd Blazevich: ASHLYNN COULDN’T HAVE PREPARED FOR THAT THOUGH, BRAH! YOU’VE GOT TO GIVE HER CREDIT! SHE LIFTS MINERVA UP, AND NOW SHE HEADS FOR THE ROPES!!!
Rich Russillo: # ‘BAD & BOUJEE’!!!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: NO! DANIELLA LEAPS ONTO THE ROPES TOO! SIDE BY SIDE; DANIELLA TAKES ASHLYNN OUT WITH A HUGE SUNSET FLIP POWERBOMB!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: MINERVA STUMBLES BACK, A RELIEVED BREATH ESCAPING HER LIPS! BUT LOOK BEHIND HER! ARIA! ARIA HAS THE MARGARET LOAFER IN HAND!!!!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: MINERVA TURNS AROUND, BRO, BUT IT’S TOO LATE! ARIA CLOCKS HER OVER THE HEAD WITH IT, RAZORBLADES FIRST!!! THE SHOE GETS STUCK TO MINERVA’S FOREHEAD!!!
(ARIA stumbles back, dropping to her knees as Minerva desperately tries to remove the loafer from her forehead. With each pull of the shoe, however, the sharp sensation of pain kicks in, and she flinches. The shoe was now completely stuck.)
(ARIA stumbled back, into the corner…)
(Sizing up The Champion.)
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA’S GOT IT, BRO! ARIA’S GOT IT!!! SHE’S HYPING HERSELF UP… SHE’S HYPING THE CROWD UP! WE’RE ABOUT TO SEE A NEW CHAMPION! WE’RE ABOUT TO SEE A NEW UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION!!!
Rich Russillo: THE SHOE IS STILL STUCK IN MINERVA’S HEAD! IF THIS BUSAIKU KNEE CONNECTS, SHE COULD KILL MINERVA! BUT SHE HAS TO DO WHAT SHE HAS TO DO TO BECOME CHAMPION! MINERVA SENT OUT THE WARNINGS, BUT THIS TIME IT’S ARIA WHO’S PULLING THE TRIGGER!!!
Thadd Blazevich: MINERVA’S UP, BRO, BUT SHE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT’S COMING! SHE CAN’T PREPARE FOR IT… SHE CAN’T PREPARE FOR…
Rich Russillo: # ‘J4A’!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(…)
(…)
(…)
(…)
Rich Russillo: DANIELLA ATLAS! DANIELLA CATCHES THE CHALLENGER!!!
Thadd Blazevich: # ‘SOUTH OF HEAVENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!’
Rich Russillo: OH MY GOD! WE ***COULD*** HAVE A NEW CHAMPION! BUT… BUT… THAT CHAMPION COULD STILL BE IN TOXXXIN!!!
Thadd Blazevich: DANIELLA COULD DO IT, BRO! DANIELLA COULD BECOME CHAMPION!!! SHE’S CRAWLING TOWARDS ARIA! SHE’S—
Rich Russillo: ASHLYNN IS BACK! ASHLYNN IS BACK IN THE MATCH!
Thadd Blazevich: # ‘PINKKKKKKKKKKKK STAAAAAARRRRRRR DIAMOOOOONNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!’
Rich Russillo: DANIELLA IS OUT!!!!!!
(The Double Knee Facebreaker connects, and Daniella’s feet leave the air. Landing on Ashlynn’s knees, the whiplash immediately sends her rolling to the ropes. Subsequently… so does ARIA.)
(In the ring now… is Ashlynn Quinn… and The Champion; Minerva.)
(Her nails dig into the Margaret Loafer stuck in her forehead. Finally, after minutes of trying, she successfully yanks it out of her head.)
(There it lies, in the middle of the ring…)
(***The razorblades facing upwards.)
Rich Russillo: AND NOW… WE’RE DOWN TO TWO! ASHLYNN QUINN, AND MINERVA! BLOOD STAINING BOTH OF THEIR FACES; ASHLYNN’S BLONDE LOCKS NOW DROWNED IN CRIMSON! WE KNEW THIS WAS GOING TO BE A WAR, AND NOW WE’RE GETTING ONE!
Thadd Blazevich: ASHLYNN WITH A FOREARM!
(***THUD!***)
Rich Russillo: MINERVA RETALIATES WITH ONE OF HER OWN!
(***THUD!***)
Thadd Blazevich: ASHLYNN ONCE AGAIN!
(***THUD!***)
Rich Russillo: MINERVA FIRES BACK!
(***THUD!***)
Thadd Blazevich: THE CHALLENGER DOESN’T GIVE UP!!!
(***THUD!***)
Rich Russillo: BUT NEITHER DOES THE CHAMPION!
(***THUD!***)
Thadd Blazevich: BACK AND FORTH, BUT ONE OF THESE WOMEN MANAGES TO GAIN THE ADVANTAGE!!!
(***THUD!***)
(***THUD!***)
(***THUD!***)
Thadd Blazevich: UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP ON THE LINE, SHE’S ABOUT TO OVERCOME HER OPPONENT! FOREARM, AFTER FOREARM, AFTER FOREARM!
(…)
(…)
Rich Russillo: AS SHE LAYS HER OPPONENT OUT!!!
(***CRASH!***)
(…)
Rich Russillo: BACK HITTING THE CANVAS…
(…)
Rich Russillo: AS ASHLYNN DROPS THE CHAMPION WITH ‘THE MACHINATION’!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: NO! WAIT!
(***SLASH!***)
Rich Russillo: MINERVA USES A LOOSE RAZORBLADE TO SLASH THE SIDE OF ASHLYNN’S NECK IN THE STO POSITION!
(Ashlynn is spewing blood, as she clutches her neck, almost about to faint.)
(Just the opportunity.)
Thadd Blazevich: MINERVA HOOKS HER ARM AROUND ASHLYNN!
Rich Russillo: # ‘ATLAS FALLSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS’!!!!!!!! ONTO THE RAZORBLADE LOAFER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: TWISTING BRAINBUSTER; ASHLYNN IS OUT!
Rich Russillo: MINERVA COVERS! THE FIRST COVER ATTEMPT OF THE MATCH!!!!!
Referee: OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Referee: TTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
Referee: TTTTTHHHHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Bella Braxton: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS; DANIELLA ATLAS, SELINA REYES, AND ***STILL*** THE UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION… MIIIIIIIIIINEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRVVVVVVAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!
(Moments later, clashing with the boos from the crowd; ‘Duel’ by JINJER blares through the speakers. Minerva had retained… Puerto Rico was disappointed. The Margaret Loafer was stuck in the back of Ashlynn’s trapezius, the referee placing on his gloves, looking to help Ashlynn remove it. Meanwhile, the ringside crew would hand Minerva her Championship.)
(It would be a while before all three ToXXXin members made it to their feet. First Minerva was up, then Selina at ringside; sliding into the ring, eventually joined by Daniella.)
(The entire ringside area, and the ring itself, was covered in blood; the only protection the mat had from said blood was, ironically enough, the pools upon pools of razorblades.)
(The ring itself was stained red.)
(The Champions’ ring attires were stained red.)
(Moments later… the Universal Women’s Championship would be stained red, as Minerva hugged it close to her chest.)
(Once the referee had ensured Ashlynn’s safety, he stepped towards the centre of the ring… and raised ToXXXin’s hands.)
Rich Russillo: As I said, we were in for a war; and we more than certainly got it! But… you can’t help but feel for these three competitors.
Thadd Blazevich: Of course, brah! They gave it all they had; Candice fought through a concussion, but it still wasn’t enough! From beginning to end they fought like Champions… but there’s only ONE Champion tonight.
Rich Russillo: And that Champion… is the Hall of Famer… Minerva.
(Minerva raised up the Universal Women’s Championship. Standing on the ropes, accompanied by ToXXXin, she celebrated their victory.)
(Slowly… Bloodsport faded elsewhere.)
(A commercial is shown Dynasty’s exclusive Marquee Event, Reckless Wiring, live next week!)
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(The camera cuts to Bella Braxton standing in the ring, with the EAW Unified Tag Team Championships hanging high above her.)
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING IS AN EXPLODING TLC MATCH… AND IS FOR THE EAW UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS!
(‘Pride and Arrogance’ by Takeru Kanazaki plays first, drawing loud boos as Drake Armstrong steps onto the stage in an expensive robe with a cocky smirk on his face, completely unbothered by the negative reaction as he stands there and waits for his partner.)
(…)
(‘The Promised Consort’ by Shoi Miyazawa blares throughout the arena next, with the boos growing so loud that the music can barely be heard as Kai Rabeaux walks onto the stage. Kai pulls back his entrance jacket to show off the Hardcore Championship wrapped around his waist before shaking hands with Drake. Armstrong starts down the ramp, jaw jacking with fans along the way, while Kai stays behind to strike his pose, pointing toward the camera with Bethany Blue’s wedding ring on his finger as a smug smirk forms across his face.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first!… At a combined weight of 465 pounds… DRAKE ARMSTRONG AND THE HARDCORE CHAMPION KAI RABEAUX… THE HEGEMONY!!!
Rich Russillo: And there it is. Bethany Blue’s wedding ring, still on the pinky finger of Kai Rabeaux after Hegemony stole it from her last week!
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, that’s just sick. After everything Kai’s already put Bethany through, bro is seriously wearing that thing like some kinda trophy—
Persephone: Oh, spare me. If Bethany was dumb enough to let him take it, then—
Rich Russillo: WAIT A SECOND! BETHANY BLUE FROM BEHIND!!!
(Bethany Blue flies in with a FOREARM to the back of Kai’s head, causing him to double over and stagger forward! Bethany is understandably furious, trash talking Kai as she grabs him in a front facelock and starts hammering him with punches to the rib cage on the stage! Meanwhile, Drake Armstrong reaches the end of the ramp and looks back over his shoulder at what’s happening before turning his attention toward the ring as—)
Thadd Blazevich: WHOA! DUDE, WHERE DID HE COME FROM?!
Rich Russillo: TLA JUST CAME FLYING OVER THE BARRICADE, DIVING ONTO DRAKE! ARMSTRONG GOT WIPED OUT BEFORE HE COULD EVEN THINK ABOUT HELPING KAI! DRAKE WAS DISTRACTED BY HIS TAG TEAM PARTNER BEING BLINDSIDED, AND THANKS TO THAT TLA WAS ABLE TO FLOOR HIM WITH A DIVING CLOTHESLINE!!
(TLA jumps back to his feet while Drake stumbles to a knee, completely disoriented. TLA quickly grabs Armstrong and rolls him into the ring!)
Rich Russillo: Oh, I see what’s happening here! With Drake occupied, Bethany has Kai all to herself! AND SHE SENDS HIM RIB FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE! Bethany drags him back onto the ramp and starts unloading with punches, beating Kai down to the ground!
Thadd Blazevich: AND BETHANY ISN’T LETTING UP! SHE STANDS OVER KAI, RAINING DOWN SHOTS BETWEEN THE EYES! Meanwhile, Drake is back to his feet inside the ring as TLA climbs onto the apron— ROPE-ASSISTED ENZUIGIRI! DRAKE TRIED FOR A RIGHT HAND, BUT TLA CAUGHT HIM FIRST!
Rich Russillo: Armstrong staggers back while removing his entrance jacket as TLA climbs to the top rope— DIVING CROSSBODY! TLA WIPES DRAKE OUT AND MOUNTS HIM, UNLOADING WITH RIGHT HANDS!
(Bethany finally stops raining punches down on Kai and rises to her feet, looking around with an incensed look as the crowd cheers her on. Kai uses the opening to stagger down the ramp toward the ring, eventually leaning against the apron as Bethany marches after him.)
Rich Russillo: BETHANY SLAMS KAI FACE FIRST OFF THE APRON! AND NOW OFF THE STEEL STEPS! Kai is on wobbly legs as he stumbles around the corner, desperately trying to get away, but Bethany stays right on him!
Thadd Blazevich: Meanwhile, TLA gets shoved off Drake inside the ring! Armstrong scrambles back to his feet— FRONT DROPKICK! DRAKE GOES ROLLING OUT UNDERNEATH THE BOTTOM ROPE AND LANDS ON HIS FEET! TLA HITS THE ROPES— SUICIDE DIVE! DRAKE GOES HEAD FIRST INTO OUR TABLE AND DROPS TO A SEATED POSITION!
(Drake crawls away as TLA clears off the announce table and hops on top of it, fired up as he beats his chest and lets out a yell while Drake starts to rise!)
Rich Russillo: Kai catches Bethany with a kick to the gut as she closes in! HE TRIES TO SEND HER INTO THE CORNER OF THE BARRICADE— BUT BETHANY REVERSES! KAI GOES GUT FIRST INSTEAD! AND TLA FLIES OFF OUR TABLE WITH A DIVING HURRICANRANA ON DRAKE! ARMSTRONG GOES FACE FIRST INTO THE RINGPOST! Drake staggers against the barricade— AND TLA CLOTHESLINES HIM OVER INTO THE TIMEKEEPER’S AREA!
(TLA pulls an exploding table out from underneath the ring and sets it up at ringside directly in front of the commentary table!)
Thadd Blazevich: TLA and Bethany are steamrolling these dudes right now! Bethany rolls Kai back inside the ring while TLA backs away from Drake, creating some space before CHARGING IN! TLA DIVES OVER THE BARRICADE—
(DING!)
Rich Russillo: OH MY GOD! DRAKE CRACKS TLA IN THE HEAD WITH THE RING BELL! TLA MIGHT BE OUT! Drake tosses the bell aside and rolls back into the ring— BUT BETHANY HAS ALREADY DOUBLE LEGGED KAI! SHE’S UNLOADING WITH RIGHT HAND AFTER RIGHT HAND WHILE KAI DESPERATELY COVERS UP!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Persephone: Finally! I thought this match would never start.
Rich Russillo: All four competitors have made it into the ring, and Drake Armstrong immediately pulls a rabid Bethany Blue off Rabeaux! Drake hooks both arms behind her back, keeping Bethany restrained!
(Bethany thrashes around in Drake’s grip as Kai angrily scrambles back to his feet after the beating he took before the bell. Clearly embarrassed, Kai rips off his entrance jacket and throws it aside.)
Thadd Blazevich: AND KAI GOES TO TOWN ON BETHANY! RIGHT HAND AFTER RIGHT HAND! HE’S UNLOADING ALL THAT ANGER AFTER BETHANY BEAT THE HELL OUT OF HIM BEFORE THE MATCH EVEN STARTED!
(Bethany is stunned by the punches as Kai aggressively grabs her by the jaw with one hand, forcing her to look him in the eyes as he screams at her!)
Kai Rabeaux: (off-mic) THIS IS WHAT YOU WANTED, IS IT NOT?! AFTER EVERYTHING I TOOK FROM YOU, YOU STILL CAME BACK TO ME! YOU JUST COULDN’T LET IT END!
(Kai holds his hand up in front of Bethany’s face, taunting her as he points directly to the wedding ring on his finger!)
Kai Rabeaux: (off-mic) SO COME ON, WIDOW! IF THIS LITTLE RING STILL MEANS SO MUCH TO YOU, THEN TAKE IT FROM ME! TAKE BACK THE LAST PIECE OF YOUR FAMILY I HAVEN’T DESTROYED—
(Bethany SPITS directly in Kai’s face!)
Rich Russillo: HOW’S THAT FOR A RESPONSE?! BETHANY JUST SPIT RIGHT IN KAI’S FACE!
(Kai closes his eyes, clearly boiling with rage as he slowly wipes the spit from his face, dragging his hand down before opening them again. Kai turns his attention back to Bethany, pointing at her with a clenched fist as Drake continues to keep her restrained.)
Thadd Blazevich: Oh man… Bethany might’ve just made Kai even more pissed, and with Drake still holding her—
(Kai pulls his fist back to deliver a punch, but suddenly stops in his tracks as something catches his eye. Kai points toward the top rope, prompting Drake to throw Bethany down hard onto the canvas, tossing her aside for the moment as he turns his attention toward the top rope as well, looking at what Kai spotted—)
Rich Russillo: TLA! TLA COMES FLYING OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH A DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE TO BOTH MEN! DRAKE AND KAI ARE WIPED OUT! TLA IS BLEEDING FROM THE FOREHEAD AFTER THAT SHOT WITH THE RING BELL, BUT HE DOESN’T CARE! HE IMMEDIATELY RUSHES OVER TO CHECK ON HIS PARTNER!
(TLA helps Bethany back to her feet, making sure she’s alright before gesturing for her to follow him as the two quickly exit the ring!)
Persephone: Well, I’m surprised TLA’s back up after getting his brains scrambled by that ring bell. Then again, I’m not entirely convinced there was much up there to scramble in the first place.
Thadd Blazevich: TLA came through right in the nick of time! Bethany was trapped with both of those dudes, and things were about to go from bad to a whole lot worse!
Rich Russillo: Now TLA and Bethany have both exited the ring, and they’re searching underneath the apron for something! Given the stipulation we’re dealing with tonight, I don’t think they’re looking for anything pleasant!
(Bethany and TLA each pull one end of a ladder out from underneath the ring, undoubtedly rigged with explosives as the crowd erupts! They bend down on opposite ends, preparing to lift the ladder together—)
Rich Russillo: OH! FROM BEHIND! KAI AND DRAKE JUST BLINDSIDED THEM!
Persephone: C’mon, really? Gosh, these two really do ruin everything. We were about to get an explosion.
Rich Russillo: Kai drops Bethany to a knee with a club across the back, and Drake does the same to TLA! Drake pulls TLA back up and WHIPS HIM BACK FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE! Meanwhile, Kai rolls Bethany back inside the ring, and now the two turn their attention toward that ladder themselves! Drake grabs one end while Kai takes the other, and they look to slide it inside the ring— BUT BETHANY BLUE HAS OTHER PLANS! BASEBALL SLIDE DROPKICK!
Thadd Blazevich: BETHANY TRIED TO BASEBALL SLIDE THAT LADDER RIGHT BACK INTO THEIR FACES, BUT KAI AND DRAKE LIFT IT UP JUST IN TIME! Bethany slides underneath the ladder and out of the ring! She turns around—
BOOM!
Rich Russillo: OH MY GOD! KAI AND DRAKE JUST CHUCKED THAT LADDER STRAIGHT INTO BETHANY! IT EXPLODED ON IMPACT! BETHANY TOOK THE FULL FORCE OF THAT BLAST AT POINT-BLANK RANGE!
Persephone: Okay, now THAT’S more like it! Bethany just got blown the hell up! Do it again!
(Bethany lies curled up underneath the smoking ladder, her body convulsing from the blast as smoke surrounds her. Kai and Drake look down at her with sadistic smiles before reaching down and picking the ladder back up together.)
Thadd Blazevich: Drake and Kai have that ladder again, and now they’re focused on winning this thing as they try to slide it back into the ring— BUT THIS TIME, TLA BASEBALL SLIDES THE LADDER RIGHT INTO THEM! BOTH DRAKE AND KAI STAGGER BACK, CLUTCHING THEIR RIBS AS TLA GOES AFTER THE LADDER! HE GRABS THE BOTTOM HALF—
Rich Russillo: BUT DRAKE ARMSTRONG GRABS THE OTHER END! NOW DRAKE AND TLA ARE JOCKEYING FOR CONTROL OF THAT LADDER! TLA IS TRYING TO RIP IT AWAY— BUT DRAKE DRIVES HIM BACKWARDS INTO THE BARRICADE AT THE END OF THE RAMP! DRAKE PINS TLA AGAINST THE BARRICADE WITH THE LADDER— AND KAI COMES CHARGING IN WITH HOLLOW POINT! THE RUNNING HIGH KICK CONNECTS!
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, TLA might be out after that one! He collapses to the floor, and now Kai and Drake pick that ladder back up! They’ve taken TLA and Bethany out for the moment, sliding the ladder into the ring before setting it up right in the center!
Persephone: Aw, man. Feels a little early to be ending this, don’t you think?
Thadd Blazevich: Okay, that’s like… the first time I’ve ever heard you complain about a match being too short.
Persephone: What do you expect? I just watched Bethany Blue get blown up, okay?! I’m riding a high right now!
Rich Russillo: Drake and Kai start climbing opposite sides of the ladder, both men racing toward those Tag Team Championships— BUT BETHANY INTERJECTS HERSELF BACK INTO THE MATCH! SHE YANKS DRAKE ARMSTRONG OFF THE LADDER BY THE LEGS, CAUSING DRAKE TO LAND FACE FIRST ONTO THE MAT!
(Drake rolls over to the ropes as Kai looks down and notices Bethany Blue, whose boiling over frustration is more than apparent as she stares at Kai. Panic immediately sets in as he starts climbing faster, while Bethany marches toward him!)
Thadd Blazevich: KAI’S WHO BETHANY REALLY WANTS, AND HE’S THE NEXT ONE YANKED OFF THAT LADDER, LANDING ON HIS FEET! BETHANY IMMEDIATELY UNLOADS WITH A FLURRY OF PUNCHES, BACKING KAI INTO THE ROPES BEFORE SENDING HIM ACROSS WITH AN IRISH WHIP! BETHANY SWINGS WILDLY WITH A CLOTHESLINE— BUT KAI DUCKS UNDERNEATH!
(Bethany spins around and locks eyes with Kai as he grabs onto the ropes, stopping his momentum! Kai’s eyes dart toward the Tag Team Championships hanging high above the ring… and without wasting another second, he bolts toward the ladder and starts climbing!)
Rich Russillo: AGAIN! KAI MAKES A BEELINE FOR THOSE CHAMPIONSHIPS, BUT BETHANY BLUE IS SCALING THE OPPOSITE SIDE OF THE LADDER! SHE IS NOT LETTING KAI GET AWAY THAT EASILY! Kai reaches up for the titles— BUT BETHANY DRIVES A PUNCH INTO HIS GUT! That caught Kai, AND NOW BETHANY GRABS HIS HEAD AND SLAMS HIS FACE INTO THE TOP OF THE LADDER! AGAIN! AND AGAIN, AND SHE DOESN’T STOP! I don’t think she’ll be content until she’s smashed Kai’s head open!
Thadd Blazevich: AND HERE COMES DRAKE! Armstrong grabs Bethany by the back of her trunks and yanks her off the ladder! Bethany lands on her feet, and now she and Drake start trading right hands! BUT DUDE, THEY’VE LOST TRACK OF KAI! Bethany’s busy throwing hands with Drake while Kai is all alone at the top, recovering for a moment before reaching up for those Tag Team Championships!
(…)
Rich Russillo: TLA MAKES THE SAVE! HE SLIDES INTO THE RING JUST IN TIME AND YANKS KAI OFF THE LADDER! NOW TLA AND KAI ARE TRADING BLOWS BACK AND FORTH, WHILE BETHANY AND DRAKE ARE DOING THE SAME ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE RING!
Thadd Blazevich: DRAKE AND KAI CAN FEEL THEMSELVES LOSING CONTROL HERE— AND BOTH DUDES RAKE THE EYES AT THE SAME TIME! TLA AND BETHANY ARE BLINDED, AND KAI AND DRAKE GRAB THEM— SENDING BOTH OF THEM FACE FIRST INTO THE LADDER RUNGS!
Rich Russillo: TLA collapses to all fours while Bethany stumbles back into the corner! Drake turns his attention to TLA, dragging him up and CHUCKING HIM THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE! TLA lands on his feet near the barricade as Drake follows him outside! Armstrong charges in—
Thadd Blazevich: BUT TLA SENDS DRAKE UP AND OVER HIS SHOULDER INTO THE CROWD! Drake stumbles back to his feet, but TLA hops onto the barricade— FLYING FOREARM! DRAKE GOES DOWN!
(Back inside the ring, Kai sees Bethany still stunned in the corner and quickly grabs a ladder, leaning it against her and trapping her between the ladder and the turnbuckles!)
Rich Russillo: While TLA and Drake fight through the crowd, KAI HAS BETHANY TRAPPED BEHIND THAT LADDER! Bethany is still trying to recover after being sent face first into those steel steps, and Kai has something dangerous in mind!
(Kai backs into the opposite corner, staring directly at Bethany as she remains trapped behind the ladder. Meanwhile, TLA drags Drake deeper into the crowd with repeated right hands before grabbing a trash can—)
Thadd Blazevich: TLA CHUCKS THAT TRASH CAN RIGHT INTO DRAKE’S FACE! Armstrong staggers toward a table! TLA charges—
Rich Russillo: SPINEBUSTER! DRAKE JUST USED TLA’S MOMENTUM TO DRIVE HIM THROUGH THE TABLE!
(Drake drags TLA from the wreckage and forces him up the staircase before directing a nearby row of fans to clear out!)
Persephone: I don’t like Drake… or most people, but I can appreciate his ability to be the absolute worst sometimes.
Rich Russillo: DRAKE’S TRYING TO THROW TLA OVER THAT BALCONY! TLA desperately blocks, hanging onto the railing before catching Drake with a BACK ELBOW! HEADBUTT BY TLA! NOW TLA TURNS THINGS AROUND AND SENDS DRAKE OVER!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT DRAKE LANDS ON THE LEDGE! Dude, there are tables and electrical equipment underneath him! That is a LONG way down!
(Back in the ring, Kai briefly glances toward the crowd before turning his full attention back to Bethany. He starts measuring her from the opposite corner, waiting for her to move!)
Rich Russillo: Kai doesn’t care what’s happening to Drake right now! HE HAS BETHANY LINED UP FOR HOLLOW POINT!
(Meanwhile, TLA hammers Drake with punches, but Armstrong refuses to let go of the railing! TLA suddenly turns to a nearby fan and borrows the chain from around their neck, wrapping it around his fist before racing up the staircase to create some distance! TLA turns around and comes charging back down—)
Thadd Blazevich: CHAIN-WRAPPED RIGHT HAND! TLA CLOCKS DRAKE WITH ALL THAT MOMENTUM BEHIND IT, AND ARMSTRONG LOSES HIS GRIP!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
(Drake crashes through the tables and into the electrical equipment below! Sparks burst everywhere as the impact destroys the equipment, causing the lights throughout the entire arena to begin flickering!)
Persephone: Now THAT was worth all the walking through the crowd.
(TLA collapses into a seated position on the steps with a slight grin, catching his breath as he looks down at the damage.)
Thadd Blazevich: Dude… Drake didn’t just crash through those tables, he damn near knocked out the whole arena! LOOK AT THE LIGHTS!
(Kai briefly looks around as the arena lights flicker, distracted by the sudden flashing before quickly turning his attention back to Bethany.)
Rich Russillo: KAI CHARGES! HOLLOW POIN— OH!! BETHANY TIPS THE LADDER FORWARD INTO KAI’S FACE! SHE INTERCEPTS HIM IN MID-CHARGE, AND KAI JUST RAN FACE FIRST INTO THAT LADDER!
(Kai drops flat onto his back, clutching his face as the ladder falls across his body! Bethany looks down at him, breathing heavily before her eyes drift toward ringside.)
Rich Russillo: Kai is trapped underneath that ladder, and look at Bethany! She isn’t even thinking about those championships right now!
(Bethany quickly exits the ring and reaches underneath the apron, pulling out a steel chair rigged with explosives before sliding back inside.)
Thadd Blazevich: Oh, dude… Bethany’s got an exploding chair, AND KAI STILL HASN’T GOTTEN OUT FROM UNDER THAT LADDER!
(Bethany raises the chair high above her head before SMASHING it down against the ladder!)
BOOM!
(Kai screams underneath it as the explosion rocks the ladder against his body! Bethany doesn’t stop, raising the chair again and bringing it down even harder!)
BOOM!
Rich Russillo: AGAIN! BETHANY IS HAMMERING THAT LADDER DOWN ONTO KAI WITH THAT CHAIR!
BOOM! BOOM!
(Bethany repeatedly smashes the chair against the ladder, each impact setting off another blast as Kai desperately tries to cover himself underneath it!)
Persephone: YES! KEEP HITTING HIM! He wanted Bethany’s attention so badly, and now he’s getting ALL of it!
(Bethany finally throws the smoking chair aside and stares down at Kai underneath the battered ladder as he barely moves before lifting it off his body and carrying it over to the corner, laying it across the top turnbuckle with the top half sticking out toward the center of the ring.)
Thadd Blazevich: Bethany’s arranging the furniture now, and I’ve got a feeling she’s already figured out another way to hurt Kai! Rabeaux slowly stirs to all fours as Bethany runs off the ropes in front of him! SHE’S GOING FOR CONCUSSION PROTOCOL— BUT KAI CATCHES HER! KAI SCOOPS BETHANY ONTO HIS SHOULDER AND LAWN DARTS HER HEAD FIRST INTO THE TOP OF THAT LADDER!
(The ladder goes flying back into the ring as Bethany lies slumped in the corner, her head resting against the bottom turnbuckle as blood begins trickling down her face…)
Rich Russillo: After that lawn dart, Bethany Blue might be out. Her eyes are open, but there’s nobody home right now. That ladder caught her right in the head, and now Bethany is busted open!
(Kai rolls out onto the apron and sits there with his arms spread wide, smiling as he admires the damage done to Bethany. Kai eventually drops to ringside and slides another ladder into the ring.)
Thadd Blazevich: Kai’s got another ladder, and he’s setting it up right in the center of the ring! Dude could climb right now and end this thing!
(Kai looks up at the EAW Unified Tag Team Championships and considers climbing, but his attention drifts back toward Bethany. Instead, Kai walks over and kneels beside her in the corner, grabbing a handful of her hair as he decides to taunt her some more.)
Kai Rabeaux: (off-mic) Don’t pass out on me now, Bethany. I want you awake for this. I want you to watch me take another championship from you.
Rich Russillo: AND NOW KAI STARTS CLIMBING! Bethany can barely move, TLA is nowhere near the ring, and Rabeaux has a clear path to those championships! WE COULD BE MOMENTS AWAY FROM NEW UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!
Rich Russillo: Kai is already halfway up the ladder, and Bethany still hasn’t moved! He’s climbing higher with every second, and after everything she’s taken, there may be nobody left to stop him!
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, Kai’s almost there! He’s reaching for those titles now! Bethany needs to find something deep down, some last bit of fight, because if she doesn’t do it right now, THIS THING IS OVER!
(Kai reaches the top of the ladder, stretching up as his fingertips finally brush against the EAW Unified Tag Team Championships…)
Rich Russillo: BETHANY! SOMEHOW, ALMOST OUT OF PURE DESPERATION, BETHANY BLUE IS CLAWING HER WAY UP THE LADDER BEHIND HIM! SHE’S BUSTED OPEN, SHE CAN BARELY STAND, BUT SHE’S STILL CLIMBING! **IS SHE TOO LATE?!**
Thadd Blazevich: NO! BETHANY GRABS KAI BY THE BACK OF HIS HEAD AND— SLAMS HIM FACE FIRST OFF THE TOP OF THE LADDER!
(# BOOM!)
(Sparks burst directly into Kai’s face! Kai jerks his head back, squeezing his eyes shut as he nearly falls off the ladder, desperately holding on with one hand while covering his face with the other!)
Rich Russillo: KAI ALMOST WENT DOWN! THOSE SPARKS CAUGHT HIM RIGHT IN THE FACE, AND NOW BETHANY IS PULLING HERSELF UP BESIDE HIM! SHE’S GOT RABEAUX TRAPPED AT THE TOP OF THAT LADDER!
Persephone: Oh, good. Throw him off. Preferably onto something that explodes.
Thadd Blazevich: Bethany hooks Kai up on that ladder… AND DRIVES HIM DOWN WITH A BACK SUPLEX FROM NEAR THE TOP! KAI CRASHES HARD ONTO THE MAT AND IMMEDIATELY WRITHES IN PAIN!
Rich Russillo: Bethany didn’t land well herself, but she grits through the pain and forces herself back to her feet!
(Bethany is on wobbly legs, barely able to stand as she looks up at the Unified Tag Team Championships. She has a clear chance to climb and retain right now with Drake Armstrong neutralized for the time being, but Bethany’s eyes slowly shift toward Kai Rabeaux as he uses the ropes to struggle back to his feet. There isn’t even a question which one she’ll choose as Bethany grabs the ladder instead.)
Rich Russillo: There’s not even a dilemma for Bethany! SHE PICKS UP THAT LADDER AND DRIVES THE TOP OF IT STRAIGHT INTO KAI’S FACE! RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES!
(Kai tumbles out to ringside and drops flat on the floor before slowly pushing himself to all fours, a glassy look in his eyes as blood begins dripping down his face.)
Thadd Blazevich: Bethany had a clear path to those championships, and she didn’t even THINK about climbing! Dude, winning can wait! Right now, all Bethany wants is Kai Rabeaux!
Persephone: Well, she’s got him. He’s bleeding on the floor and can barely figure out where he is. Go have fun.
(Bethany exits the ring and stands over Kai as he remains on all fours. She grabs him by the head and lifts his bloody face toward the camera for everyone to see before viciously slamming him face first into the floor over and over again! With each impact, more blood smears across the floor until droplets begin splashing around them!)
Rich Russillo: BETHANY IS LOSING HERSELF ON KAI RABEAUX! SHE’S SLAMMING HIS FACE INTO THAT FLOOR AGAIN AND AGAIN, AND LOOK AT THE BLOOD! IT’S EVERYWHERE! EVERY BIT OF ANGER, EVERY BIT OF PAIN KAI HAS CAUSED HER IS COMING OUT RIGHT NOW!
(Bethany rolls Kai onto his back and aggressively grabs him by the jaw with one hand, keeping his bloody face turned toward her while the other blindly searches underneath the ring apron for something. Bethany eventually pulls out a TOOLBOX, the wild look in her eyes making it clear she’s a woman possessed right now!)
Thadd Blazevich: Oh, dude… a TOOLBOX?! Bethany isn’t even looking at what she’s reaching for! She’s staring straight into Kai’s eyes while digging around for something to hurt him with!
Rich Russillo: And look at Kai! For the first time in this entire match, I think we’re seeing genuine FEAR in his eyes! He has no idea what Bethany is about to pull out of that toolbox!
(Bethany reaches into the toolbox and pulls out a pair of PLIERS, causing Kai’s eyes to immediately widen as fear washes over his face, knowing exactly what Bethany could have in mind!)
(Bethany grabs Kai by the jaw again and forces his mouth open, bringing the pliers closer as he desperately tries to fight her off!)
Dr. Bethany Blue: (off-mic) You love talking about my family so much, Kai? Keep talking. I’m gonna rip that fucking tongue out of your mouth.
(Kai desperately grabs Bethany’s wrist, trying to push the pliers away, but Bethany forces them into his mouth and CLAMPS them around his tongue! Kai’s eyes widen as Bethany starts pulling, causing him to panic and desperately try to get her off!)
Rich Russillo: OH MY GOD! BETHANY HAS THOSE PLIERS CLAMPED AROUND KAI’S TONGUE! SHE’S TRYING TO RIP IT OUT!
(Kai kicks his legs against the floor and grabs Bethany’s arm with both hands, trying to make her let go. Bethany refuses and PULLS HARDER as blood begins running from Kai’s mouth!)
Thadd Blazevich: DUDE! KAI IS PANICKING! Bethany said she was gonna rip his tongue out, AND SHE’S ACTUALLY TRYING TO DO IT!
Persephone: YES! PULL HARDER! Come on, Bethany! Rip it out! Then he can never talk about her family again!
Rich Russillo: KAI IS DESPERATELY TRYING TO GET THOSE PLIERS OFF HIS TONGUE, BUT BETHANY WON’T LET GO!
(Kai weakly puts his hand against Bethany’s face, desperately trying to push her away, but Bethany coldly swats it aside, that same heartless and determined look never leaving her face. But as she does, Bethany suddenly notices her wedding ring on the very hand Kai just raised toward her, briefly pulling her attention away from what she was about to do to his tongue…)
Rich Russillo: AND BETHANY SEES IT! HER WEDDING RING IS STILL ON KAI’S FINGER! After everything he’s done, after everything he’s taken from her, Kai has been wearing that ring like a trophy all night, and Bethany just remembered there’s still one thing she needs to take back!
(Bethany suddenly SLAMS Kai’s arm down against the floor and drops her knee across it, pinning it in place! She pulls the pliers away from his tongue as Kai coughs and spits blood onto the floor, but Bethany’s attention has already shifted elsewhere. Her eyes slowly move down Kai’s hand before settling on the wedding ring still wrapped around his finger…)
Rich Russillo: Wait… Bethany’s looking at the ring! She’s got Kai’s arm pinned down, she still has those pliers in her hand, and I don’t like where this is going!
(Kai notices where Bethany is staring, and his fear immediately returns as he tries to pull his arm free, but Bethany presses her knee down harder, keeping him trapped while slowly bringing the pliers toward his pinkie finger.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: (off-mic) You wanted me to take it back so badly? Fine. I’ll take it back… even if your finger has to come with it.
(Bethany clamps the pliers around Kai’s pinkie finger and begins pulling with everything she has! Kai immediately screams, kicking his legs against the floor as he desperately tries to rip his arm free from underneath Bethany’s knee!)
Rich Russillo: OH MY GOD! SHE MEANT IT! BETHANY IS TRYING TO RIP KAI’S ENTIRE FINGER OFF WITH THOSE PLIERS!
Thadd Blazevich: DUDE! KAI IS LOSING IT! HE’S TRYING EVERYTHING HE CAN TO GET AWAY, BUT BETHANY HAS THAT ARM PINNED DOWN!
(Bethany keeps pulling, twisting the pliers around Kai’s finger as he screams through the blood still filling his mouth. But no matter how much force Bethany uses, the pliers aren’t getting the job done.)
Persephone: Oh, come on! Don’t give up now! There has to be something better in that toolbox!
(Bethany finally realizes the same thing. She releases Kai’s finger and tosses the pliers aside before immediately reaching back into the toolbox, digging through everything inside as Kai desperately tries to crawl away.)
Rich Russillo: The pliers didn’t work, but Bethany isn’t stopping! SHE’S LOOKING FOR SOMETHING ELSE!
(Bethany suddenly stops digging.)
Thadd Blazevich: …Oh, no.
(Bethany slowly pulls a small **HAND SAW** out of the toolbox.)
Persephone: OH, YES! THAT’LL WORK!
Kai Rabeaux: (off-mic) BETHANY, WAIT! WAIT! YOU WANT THE RING?! TAKE IT! JUST TAKE THE FUCKING RING!
(Bethany stops for a moment, staring down at Kai as he desperately holds his hand out to her, almost as if he believes she might actually show him mercy now.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: (off-mic) Mercy? Now? After everything you did to me and my family, you think you get to beg me to stop?
(Bethany slowly shakes her head before raising the hand saw.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: (off-mic) You should’ve thought about that before you put my ring on your fucking finger.
(Bethany keeps her knee firmly pressed against Kai’s arm, never allowing him the chance to pull it free as she brings the hand saw down and places the teeth against the upper half of his pinkie finger, just below the wedding ring.)
Rich Russillo: OH, NO! BETHANY HAS THAT SAW AGAINST KAI’S FINGER! SHE’S REALLY GOING TO DO THIS!
(Kai immediately starts thrashing around, kicking his legs against the floor as Bethany begins SAWING back and forth! Kai SCREAMS as the blade starts cutting into his finger, desperately reaching for Bethany with his free hand while she keeps his other arm trapped underneath her knee!)
Thadd Blazevich: DUDE! SHE’S ACTUALLY SAWING THROUGH HIS FINGER! KAI CAN’T GET THAT ARM FREE, AND BETHANY ISN’T STOPPING!
Persephone: YES! KEEP GOING! He wanted to wear her ring so badly, he can give her the finger with it!
(Kai desperately grabs at Bethany with his free hand, trying anything he can to make her stop, but Bethany knocks it away and keeps sawing, staring directly into his terrified eyes the entire time!)
Rich Russillo: KAI IS SCREAMING, HE’S BEGGING, HE’S TRYING EVERYTHING HE CAN TO GET HER OFF HIM! BUT BETHANY BLUE HAS ABSOLUTELY NO MERCY LEFT FOR THIS MAN!
(Bethany keeps sawing as Kai’s screams grow louder, refusing to let his arm move even an inch! She continues until, finally, the upper half of his pinkie finger comes free and drops to the floor with the wedding ring still around it!)
Rich Russillo: OH MY GOD! SHE DID IT! BETHANY BLUE JUST SAWED A CHUNK OF KAI’S PINKIE FINGER OFF!
(Kai immediately pulls his arm against his chest and rolls away, screaming as he clutches his hand. Bethany doesn’t even look at him. Instead, she calmly reaches down and picks up the severed piece of his finger, before picking up the fallen wedding ring.)
Thadd Blazevich: Dude… look at Bethany. After all of that, she’s completely calm now. She got what she wanted, but it’s more than that. She’s making Kai suffer in a way we don’t see often.
(Bethany takes a moment to stare at the ring in her hand, covered in Kai’s blood. She wipes the blood from the ring against her gear before slipping it back onto her own finger where it belongs.)
Persephone: Aww. How sweet. She got her ring back! And Kai even threw in a finger for free.
(Bethany looks down at the severed finger chunk one last time with complete disgust before casually tossing it aside, never taking her eyes off the wedding ring now back on her hand.)
(Medical personnel immediately rush past Bethany and surround Kai as he drags himself into a seated position against the barricade, clutching his injured hand tightly against his chest while they desperately try to stop the bleeding.)
Rich Russillo: Medical personnel are all over Kai Rabeaux right now, trying to control that bleeding! But look at Kai’s face! He’s in absolute agony, but more than anything, he looks FURIOUS over what Bethany just did to him!
(Bethany finally turns away from Kai and looks back toward the ring, where the EAW Unified Tag Team Championships still hang above the center. With Kai surrounded by medical personnel and Drake Armstrong still nowhere to be seen, Bethany slides underneath the bottom rope and slowly makes her way toward the ladder.)
Rich Russillo: AND NOW BETHANY CAN FINALLY TURN HER ATTENTION BACK TO THE MATCH! Kai is being tended to at ringside, Drake is still out of the picture, and that ladder is standing right underneath the championships! THERE IS NOBODY TO STOP HER!
(Bethany grabs onto the ladder and begins climbing, still battered and covered in blood as she slowly makes her way up one rung at a time.)
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, Bethany’s got this! She got her ring back, she got her revenge on Kai, and now she’s about to leave with the Tag Team Championships too! NOBODY IS EVEN CLOSE ENOUGH TO STOP HER!
Rich Russillo: BETHANY IS GETTING CLOSER! SHE’S ALMOST AT THE TOP! After everything Kai Rabeaux has put this woman through, Bethany Blue is about to finish this exactly the way she wanted! SHE HAS THIS MATCH WON!
(Suddenly, someone begins climbing up the opposite side of the ladder, joining her near the top.)
TLA: :lick:
Thadd Blazevich: DUDE, IT’S TLA! HE’S CLIMBING UP THERE WITH HIS PARTNER! Bethany doesn’t have to finish this alone! After everything these two have survived tonight, after all the blood and explosions, TLA AND BETHANY BLUE ARE ABOUT TO TAKE THOSE CHAMPIONSHIPS DOWN TOGETHER!
Rich Russillo: NO! NOT IF DRAKE ARMSTRONG HAS ANYTHING TO SAY ABOUT IT!
Persephone: How is this guy STILL moving?! Drake looks like a dead man walking after that last explosion, and somehow he’s dragging himself back into this!
Rich Russillo: DRAKE SETS UP ANOTHER LADDER BESIDE THEM AND STARTS CLIMBING! ARMSTRONG IS USING WHATEVER ENERGY HE HAS LEFT, REACHING FOR THOSE TITLES AS BETHANY AND TLA REALIZE HE’S THERE!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT TLA JUMPS OVER TO DRAKE’S LADDER AND STARTS THROWING RIGHT HANDS! DRAKE FIRES BACK WITH ONE OF HIS OWN— OOH! THAT ONE ROCKED TLA! WAIT A SECOND, LOOK AT DRAKE’S FINGER!
(The Armstrong Family Ring.)
Rich Russillo: DRAKE’S USING THAT RING AS A WEAPON! BETHANY REACHES FOR THE TITLES— BUT DRAKE CLOCKS HER WITH IT TOO! TLA AND BETHANY ARE BOTH BARELY HANGING ON NOW AS DRAKE REACHES UP! ARMSTRONG COULD STEAL THE CHAMPIONSHIPS RIGHT HERE!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT TLA GRABS DRAKE BY THE HEAD! DRAKE GRABS A HANDFUL OF TLA’S HAIR IN RETURN! BOTH DUDES ARE HANGING HIGH ABOVE THE RING— AND THEY SLAM EACH OTHER FACE FIRST OFF THE TOP OF THE LADDER AT THE SAME TIME!
(# BOOM!)
(The ladder explodes from the impact and begins tipping toward ringside! Neither TLA nor Drake can stop themselves as they fall with it, both men crashing through an exploding table below!)
(# BOOM! BOOM!)
(TLA and Drake lie motionless in the broken, smoking rubble at ringside, neither man showing any sign of getting back up. Bethany remains alone near the top of her ladder, shaking the cobwebs out as she clutches her ribs from Drake’s punch before slowly reaching toward the Unified Tag Team Championships—)
Persephone: There. They’re both dead. Bethany, grab the stupid belts already.
(But at ringside, Kai suddenly pulls himself away from the medical team before they can finish checking on him! Still battered and bloody, Kai hurriedly slides back into the ring and grabs another ladder, setting it up beside Bethany before desperately starting to climb!)
Rich Russillo: KAI RABEAUX IS BACK! SOMEHOW, KAI IS BACK! HE RAKES BETHANY’S EYES AND REACHES FOR THE TITLES! BUT BETHANY FIRES BACK WITH A PUNCH! NOW SHE REACHES— BUT KAI STOPS HER AGAIN! RABEAUX IS LOSING IT! HE GRABS BETHANY BY THE HEAD AND STARTS SLAMMING HER FACE FIRST OFF THE TOP OF THE LADDER!
(# SLAM! SLAM! SLAM!)
Thadd Blazevich: OVER AND OVER AGAIN! DUDE, KAI IS JUST UNLOADING ALL THAT HATE ON BETHANY! HER FACE IS ALREADY COVERED IN BLOOD, AND HE’S STILL BASHING HER HEAD AGAINST THAT LADDER!
Rich Russillo: BETHANY MIGHT BE OUT OF IT AFTER THAT! SHE’S BARELY HANGING ONTO THE LADDER AS KAI ONCE AGAIN REACHES UP FOR THOSE TITLES! RABEAUX HAS HIS HANDS ON THEM!
(Bethany suddenly grabs Kai by the back of his head before he can pull the championships down and YANKS him toward her, slamming his face directly into one of the title belts!)
(# SMACK!)
Rich Russillo: BETHANY STOPS HIM! KAI GOES FACE FIRST INTO THE UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP!
(Bethany keeps hold of Kai’s head and SLAMS his face into the championship again!)
(# SMACK!)
(AND AGAIN!)
(# SMACK!)
Thadd Blazevich: DUDE! BETHANY IS USING THE CHAMPIONSHIPS THEMSELVES! KAI’S FACE WAS ALREADY A BLOODY MESS, AND SHE’S JUST BASHING IT OFF THAT GOLD OVER AND OVER AGAIN!
(Bethany slams Kai’s face into the title one final time before letting go. Kai slowly pulls his head back, his face covered in so much blood that he is almost unrecognizable as he barely hangs onto the ladder.)
Rich Russillo: LOOK AT KAI! HE DOESN’T EVEN KNOW WHERE HE IS! HE CAN BARELY HOLD ON—
(Kai’s hand slips from the ladder, sending him crashing all the way down to the canvas!)
Rich Russillo: KAI FALLS! RABEAUX JUST CRASHED FROM THE TOP OF THE LADDER, AND HE IS DOWN!
Rich Russillo: AND NOW BETHANY REACHES UP! SHE’S GOT HER HANDS ON THE CHAMPIONSHIPS! THERE’S NOBODY LEFT TO STOP HER!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNERS… AND STILL THE EAW UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS… TLA AND BETHANY BLUE… LA FARMACIA SEXUAL!!
(Bethany holds the EAW Unified Tag Team Championships tightly in her hands as the crowd rejoices, a thunderous ovation filling the arena while “Somebody Get Me A Doctor” by Van Halen blasts throughout the speakers.)
Rich Russillo: BETHANY PULLS THEM DOWN! SHE DID IT! AFTER EVERYTHING KAI RABEAUX PUT HER THROUGH, AFTER EVERYTHING SHE AND TLA SURVIVED TONIGHT, BETHANY BLUE HAS FINALLY ENDED THIS!
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, look at her! This was about so much more than those championships for Bethany! Kai tried to tear her life apart, he went after her family, her marriage, everything she cared about, AND SHE SURVIVED IT ALL!
Persephone: Well, Kai’s missing half a finger, Drake’s buried under a table somewhere, and she still has the titles. I’d say she got the last laugh.
(Bethany remains at the top of the ladder, clutching both Unified Tag Team Championships tightly against her chest as the emotion finally begins to overwhelm her. Her eyes well with tears as she holds them close, knowing that after everything Kai put her and her family through, this nightmare is finally over. This chapter of Bethany Blue’s life has finally been put to bed.)
(A commercial is shown for hot glue starring Drake King & Kai Rabeaux. Perfect for sticking your finger back on after it’s cut off.)
(The next match graphic is seen flashing across the screen.)
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(As the camera transitions away from the match graphic, it goes to Bella Braxton standing inside of the ring, with a microphone in hand and a smile on her face.)
Bella Braxton: The following contest… IS A BUCKETS… OF BLOOOOOOD MATCH!!! The only way to achieve victory is by filling the bucket with the opponent’s name labeled accordingly, all the way to the line marked within said bucket… WITH THEIR OWN BLOOD!!!!
(The camera goes to the ring for a brief moment, as two buckets are seen in opposite corners, both marked with their respective Elitist’s names, and right next to it, a red line at “500 mL”, the amount of blood that a human can safely lose.)
(‘Going Under’ by Evanescence begins to play through the speakers of the arena, as the crowd erupts into thunderous boos. The camera goes over to the stage as it reveals Auburn Ware storming out from the backstage area. She has a deadly serious expression on her face as she doesn’t waste time with any sort of theatrics, making a straight beeline down the ramp.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first… from Bulawayo, Zimbabwe… weighing in at 119 pounds… THE BEAUTIFUL DISASTER… AUBURNNN WAAARRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Coming into this season, all Auburn Ware wanted to do was be left alone. She didn’t ask for anything else, didn’t want anything more, but even then, it didn’t seem that she was able to get that, as she attracted the attention of one Sayuri Himura in the process.
Thadd Blazevich: Sayuri tried to help, but Auburn knew that she was beyond saving, and started to get aggressive with her. Long story short, a match was made official at Bloodsport, and bro, she looks to be absolutely pissed right now. If there’s one thing that she wants to do, it’s stain the canvas with Sayuri’s blood.
Persephone: *When I was a young boy…* 😔🗡️
(‘REVIVER’ by MY FIRST STORY blasts through the speakers, as the crowd erupts into deafening cheers. It then goes over to reveal Sayuri Himura as she makes her way out, a bright smile on her face as she hypes the crowd up. After a moment, she glances over to the ring, taking a moment to take a deep breath before then beginning to make her way down the ramp.)
Bella Braxton: And her opponent… residing in Yokohama, Japan… weighing in at 125 pounds… THE YŪREI… SAYURIIII HIIIIIMURAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: One of the biggest questions walking into this match was whether or not Sayuri Himura would be able to compete in a match like this. We know that she is about honor and respecting the art of professional wrestling, and she admitted herself that a stipulation as bloody and violent as this is not her forte.
Persephone: Boo hoo. If she had such a big fucking problem with that, then maybe she should’ve just, well, I don’t know… QUIT?! Maybe when she realized that she was on the most violent brand in EAW???
Thadd Blazevich: But this is not a challenge that she was ever going to back down from, regardless of the circumstance. She wants to teach Auburn a lesson that she is not going to be pushed around or bullied because of what people think of her. I think we’re going to see a different side of Sayuri Himura tonight, one that may surprise a lot of people.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: This match has begun-
Thadd Blazevich: AND SAYURI JUST CHARGED FORWARD AND TACKLED AUBURN TO THE GROUND! I guess that answers whether or not she’s prepared for this!
Persephone: She’s still a lame goody-two-shoes; this changes nothing.
Rich Russillo: Auburn smushes Sayuri and pushes her away, realizing this hasn’t started in her favor as she quickly creates distance, using the ropes to quickly get back up to her feet-
Thadd Blazevich: BUT SAYURI RUSHES FORWARD AND CONNECTS WITH A CLOTHESLINE WHICH SENDS BOTH OF THEM OUT OF THE RING! Bro, we’re already starting off crazy! They’re right in front of us!
Persephone: Yes, and that’s sooooo exciting. 😒 Sayuri snatches Auburn by the head, AS SHE SLAMS HER AGAINST THE EDGE OF THE APRON! Auburn’s head bounces off as she tries to retreat, but Sayuri maintains a hold of her, TURNING HER AROUND AND SLAMMING HER AGAINST THE ANNOUNCER’S TABLE! Get away from me, bitch!
Rich Russillo: Sayuri quickly grabs a hold of Auburn by the waist, setting her up, AS SHE LIFTS HER INTO A BACK BODY DROP ONTO THE ANNOUNCER’S TABLE- WAIT! Auburn manages to stop it as she drives a fist against the top of her head!
Thadd Blazevich: Sayuri is forced to let go, as Auburn spins around and connects with a forearm directly against her face!
Persephone: Sayuri is sent backward and stumbles toward the timekeeper’s area, insanely close to me, which is disgusting. And Auburn quickly approaches her, only to be met with a side kick to the abdomen by a crawling Sayuri, who reaches out and grabs a chair.
Rich Russillo: AND SAYURI IS LOOKING TO SWING IT-
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) Do it!
(Sayuri pauses, gripping the chair in her hands, as Auburn’s words make her come to a realization of what she’s doing. That small lapse is enough for Auburn to give a smirk.)
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) Bad move.
Thadd Blazevich: AUBURN WITH A THRUST KICK SENDS THE CHAIR BACK INTO THE FACE OF SAYURI!
Persephone: Oh my Gawd, this fucking pussy… What even is the point of this match?
(Auburn approaches and takes the chair herself, beginning to wrap it around the head of Sayuri as she mutters to herself while she does.)
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) You self-righteous bitch, you deserve to bleed to death…
(She grabs a hold of her and brings her up, as Sayuri gasps, struggling to free herself, but Auburn has a tight grip on her.)
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) *PULL THE FUCKING TRIGGER!*
(CLANK!)
Rich Russillo: AUBURN THROWS SAYURI INTO THE RINGPOST WITH THE CHAIR WRAPPED AROUND HER HEAD!
(The official quickly runs over to check on Sayuri, who is wheezing in pain as she rips the chair off of her head, clutching her windpipe. But Auburn isn’t having it; she grabs the referee and shoves them away.)
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) GET THE FUCK OFF OF HER! *SHE’S* THE ONE WHO ASKED FOR *THIS!*
(Auburn snatches Sayuri by the head and begins to drag her across the ringside area, pressing her against the side of the steel steps.)
Thadd Blazevich: AND NOW AUBURN IS PRESSING SAYURI’S FOREHEAD AGAINST THE EDGE OF THE STEEL STEPS! NOW WE’RE SEEING SOME BLOOD, BRO!
Persephone: This might be the first time I’m ever cheering for this emo bitch. She’s the only one making this shit interesting; look at all that blood pouring out.
Rich Russillo: Auburn relents, and it seems like she’s continuing to chastise and talk down to Sayuri!
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) You should’ve just left me the fuck alone… but that wasn’t enough for you, was it…?
Sayuri Himura: -# (Off-Mic) *You… you…*
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) What?! Speak up, bitch!
Sayuri Himura: (Off-Mic) You… *will never… break **ME!***
Thadd Blazevich: SAYURI WITH A DROP TOE HOLD SENDS AUBURN FACE FIRST INTO THE STEPS! AND NOW SHE GRABS HER BY THE HEAD AND IS BEGINNING TO BASH HER REPEATEDLY AGAINST THE SIDE!
Persephone: Finally! Both of them can shut the fuck up! Auburn slumps down, and Sayuri takes a couple of steps back before running forward…
(CRASH!)
Persephone: AS SHE CONNECTS WITH A RUNNING KNEE DIRECTLY AGAINST AUBURN’S HEAD, AS SHE COLLIDES AGAINST THE TOP HALF OF THE STEPS AND COMPLETELY TOPPLES IT OVER!
Rich Russillo: Auburn was knocked half unconscious with that as Sayuri stumbles back, wiping the blood that has begun to drip down her face, as she makes her way over and takes the steel chair, gripping it in her hands as she approaches a recovering Auburn!
Sayuri Himura: (Off-Mic) Don’t question if I can pull the trigger…
(Sayuri grabs Auburn by the hair, pulling her upward.)
Sayuri Himura: (Off-Mic) *You have **no idea** what I’m capable of.*
(*CRACK!*)
Thadd Blazevich: SAYURI TAKES THE CHAIR AND SWINGS IT AGAINST THE FACE OF AUBURN, KNOCKING HER RIGHT BACK DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH A BRUTAL CHAIR SHOT!
(Sayuri offhands the chair, using her right hand to reach out and grab a hold of Auburn’s bucket, as she places it right under her head. Blood from her forehead slowly starts to drip in, the first sign of any progression in this match. Sayuri lowers herself and presses her knee against her spine.)
(THUD!)
Persephone: SAYURI DRIVES THE EDGE OF THE CHAIR AGAINST THE NAPE OF HER NECK, AS BLOOD SPLATTERS INTO THE BUCKET!
(THUD!)
Persephone: AND SHE DOES IT AGAIN! AUBURN COUGHING UP BLOOD DUE TO THE IMPACT AS IT LANDS IN THE BUCKET! MAKE HER SUFFER!
(THUD!)
(Sayuri drives the chair against the back of Auburn again, but she knows that’s not going to be enough. As Auburn slumps down, finally overcome by the pain, Sayuri turns as she looks under the ring apron, trying to find anything that she can get her hands on.)
Rich Russillo: Sayuri seems to have gotten her hands on a roll of barbed wire, as she begins to unravel it…)
Thadd Blazevich: BEFORE WRAPPING IT AROUND THE FACE OF AUBURN! AUBURN SCREAMS IN PAIN AS BLOOD BEGINS TO POUR DOWN FROM HER FACE! SAYURI’S HANDS START TO BLOODY FROM THE GRIP THAT SHE HAS, BUT SHE DOESN’T CARE! WHAT HAS GOTTEN INTO HER, BRO!
(Sayuri has managed to give enough blood for it to create a thin surface layer at the bottom of the bucket, and finally, she loosens her grip and releases the hold that she had on her. Auburn gasps as she crawls away, trying to escape, but Sayuri knows that she can’t give her a moment to breathe, not right now.)
Persephone: Sayuri grabs Auburn and throws her back into the ring. Aw, we were just starting to have some fun, but I guess Sayuri is opting for something else as she starts to look under the ring…
Rich Russillo: And she’s pulling out a table! But that’s not any table!
(Sayuri begins to set up a table at ringside, with glass shards protruding out of it, glued at an upright angle intended to stab into whoever lands on it, barbed wire wrapped sparingly around it for good measure.)
Thadd Blazevich: Whoever lands on that is going to be in trouble, bro! And it looks like Sayuri is intending for that landing spot to go to Auburn Ware!
Persephone: Sayuri climbs onto the apron, grabbing a hold of Auburn by the hair and beginning to pull her out, and she starts to completely unload on her with forearm shots directly to the face! Auburn is trying to cover her hands, but she can’t. Put that bitch through the table already!
Rich Russillo: And that looks like what she’s about to do, as she has her in a Suplex position!
(As Sayuri has her in a front facelock, Auburn is seen digging for something in her left boot.)
Thadd Blazevich: SAYURI LIFTS HER UP-
(Suddenly, Sayuri gives a cry of pain.)
(She releases the hold and stumbles back… seeing that a switchblade has been lodged into her side.)
Persephone: WHERE DID THAT BITCH GET A SWITCHBLADE FROM?!
Rich Russillo: Sayuri is frozen in shock… AS AUBURN KICKS HER IN THE CHEST, SENDING HER BACKWARD AND COLLIDING AGAINST THE RINGPOST!
(Sayuri tumbles off of the apron, clutching at her side as she tries to pry the switchblade out of her, but Auburn begins to laugh, wagging her finger.)
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) *No, no… don’t bleed out on me just yet…*
(Auburn slips back into the ring, crawling over and grabbing a hold of Sayuri’s bucket, as she slides back out of the ring.)
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) *Now…*
Thadd Blazevich: AUBURN RIPS THE SWITCHBLADE OUT OF SAYURI’S SIDE! She grabs her by the hair…
Persephone: AND NOW SHE BEGINS TO SLICE ACROSS HER FOREHEAD! FORCING HER TO BLEED OUT INTO THE BUCKET! YES! NOW WE’RE TALKING!
(Sayuri cries in pain as Auburn relentlessly gigs back and forth, a sadistic smile on her face while she does. Blood continues to drop into the bucket, and Sayuri’s eyes widen, realizing the trouble that she’s in right now.)
(CRACK!)
Rich Russillo: SAYURI BRINGS HER HEAD BACK AND CONNECTS WITH A HEADBUTT TO THE SKULL OF AUBURN! She staggers back…
Thadd Blazevich: AS SAYURI RUNS FORWARD AND DRIVES AUBURN AGAINST THE EDGE OF THE GLASS TABLE!
Persephone: Sayuri then turns her around, AS SHE TRIES TO SLAM HER FACE AGAINST THE SHARDS OF GLASS!
Rich Russillo: BUT AUBURN IS USING HER UPPER BODY STRENGTH TO STOP IT! SHE’S TRYING TO PREVENT HERSELF FROM GETTING IMPALED, BUT SAYURI HAS THE UPPER HAND RIGHT NOW!
(Auburn’s eyes widen as her face is scarily close to the shards. Realizing the trouble that she’s in… she closes her eyes and exhales.)
(STAB!)
Thadd Blazevich: AUBURN PRESSES HER HANDS AGAINST THE GLASS TABLE, STOPPING HERSELF JUST IN TIME! BUT AT WHAT COST!
Persephone: MAYBE TO HER BENEFIT, SHE GRIPS HER HAND INTO A FIST AND SMUSHES IT AGAINST THE FACE OF SAYURI! SHE STAGGERS BACK, BLINDED BY GLASS SHARDS, AS AUBURN GRABS HER BY THE WAIST-
(# CRASH!)
Rich Russillo: AS SHE RUNS HER FORWARD AND DRIVES HER DIRECTLY INTO THE CORNER BARRICADE! A MOVE OF DESPERATION BY AUBURN WARE THAT PAID DIVIDENDS! BUT NOW BOTH OF THEM ARE LAID OUT!
(The crowd erupts into cheers as both Auburn and Sayuri are splayed out on the floor, splattered with blood and equally in a world of pain right now. Auburn grits her teeth, slowly using the edge of the barricade to pull herself up, realizing that she doesn’t have much time to spare to utilize the advantage that she has.)
Thadd Blazevich: Auburn grabs Sayuri by the hair and starts to groggily drag her back toward the ringside area, starting to rip apart the announcer’s table as she throws Sayuri on the top of it! And I think I know what she’s going for here!
Persephone: She’s looking to throw that poor bitch off of it onto the glass table! Sure, fuck it.
Rich Russillo: Auburn climbs on top of it, and she begins to strike down on Sayuri repeatedly, doing what she can in order to make sure that she’s completely weakened. And she grabs a hold of her!
Thadd Blazevich: AS SHE TRIES TO LIFT SAYURI INTO AN EXPLODER SUPLEX OFF OF THE TABLE!
Persephone: But unfortunately, Sayuri isn’t as stupid as I thought! She’s beginning to nail her with repeated elbow shots to the head! Auburn’s grip is weakening, and Sayuri is trying to take advantage! AS SHE DROPS OFF OF THE TABLE AND TRIES TO SWEEP HER LEGS-
Rich Russillo: BUT AUBURN MANAGES TO JUMP OVER BEFORE DELIVERING A SWIFT KICK DIRECTLY TO THE FACE! Sayuri staggers back as she falls against the apron, and Auburn sees an opportunity!
Thadd Blazevich: AS AUBURN LEAPS OFF OF THE TABLE AND TRIES TO TAKE HER DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH A CROSSBODY-
(*SPLASH!*)
Persephone: BUT SAYURI JUST THREW A LIQUID IN HER FACE! WAS IT ACID?! PLEASE TELL ME IT WAS ACID!
Rich Russillo: NO! IT WAS A FAN’S BEER IN THE FRONT ROW! SAYURI THREW IT INTO AUBURN’S FACE TO STOP HER, AND IT CERTAINLY WORKED! BECAUSE AUBURN IS BLINDED NOW!
Thadd Blazevich: And now Sayuri is snatching her by the wrist, as she begins to drag her back toward the bucket, and what is she thinking right here?!
(Sayuri forces Auburn’s hand onto the edge of the bucket, as she reaches out and takes a hold of the switchblade from earlier…)
(STAB!)
Persephone: SAYURI STABS THE BACK OF HER HAND WITH THE SWITCHBLADE! DIGGING INTO HER ALREADY OPEN WOUNDS!
Rich Russillo: Auburn is trying to force herself free, BUT SAYURI KICKS HER RIGHT AGAINST THE SIDE OF THE HEAD! AS SHE TWISTS THE BLADE DEEPER INTO HER WOUNDS!
(Blood starts to pour into the bucket from Auburn’s hand, as she screams in pain, her eyes widening as she looks down at her own blood slowly filling the bucket, trying her best to rip her hand free the best that she can.)
Thadd Blazevich: Sayuri relents, but a significant amount of blood has already filled Auburn’s bucket! That looks almost a half of the way there! Auburn is going to have to catch up.
Persephone: As long as she doesn’t start slitting her wrists mid-match, she can probably catch up. 😔🗡️
(Auburn clutches her hand in pain as she rolls to the side, Sayuri bringing herself up to a kneeling position as she looks down.)
Sayuri Himura: (Off-Mic) You deserve a better end than that, Auburn Ware. An honorable one for your troubles.
Persephone: I think I’m gunna be sick… 🤢
(Sayuri tosses the blade away, as she grabs Auburn and begins to drag her onto the announcer’s table instead, she grabs a hold of her as she brings her up.)
Sayuri Himura: (Off-Mic) Consider this my act of grace…
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) *Grace…?*
(*SPIT!*)
Rich Russillo: AUBURN SPITS BLOOD DIRECTLY INTO THE FACE OF SAYURI!
(Sayuri pauses, wiping the blood from her face, and while she does…)
(*CLINK!*)
Thadd Blazevich: BRO, DID SHE JUST HANDCUFF HER?!
Persephone: SHE JUST HANDCUFFED *BOTH OF THEM TOGETHER!* WHAT THE-
(# *CRASH!*)
Rich Russillo: ***AUBURN YANKS HERSELF OFF OF THE TABLE AND SENDS SAYURI FLYING OFF AND CRASHING THROUGH THE GLASS TABLE IN A HEAP!***
(The crowd gasps as Sayuri goes through the table, Auburn tumbling down to the side of it, barely able to put her plan into motion. Sayuri is in pure shock, as glass stabs directly down her body in a gruesome manner, with her blood beginning to drip onto the translucent shards.)
(Auburn has zero care, though, as she uses her handcuffs to pull her toward her, dragging her through the shards as Sayuri cries in pain, the glass creating deep wounds down her back.)
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, Sayuri has to be in excruciating pain right now, and Auburn is looking to take advantage of that. She’s beginning to drag her toward her bucket.
(Auburn takes a glass shard lodged into the arm of Sayuri and rips it out of her, causing her to cry in pain. Auburn gives a weak smirk as she places her hand over her mouth, muffling her and raising the glass shard above her head…)
(*STAB!*)
Persephone: AUBURN STABS THE KNIFE AGAINST THE FOREHEAD OF SAYURI!
Rich Russillo: AND NOW SHE STARTS TO TWIST INTO THE OPEN WOUND! SHE’S PRACTICALLY *JUICING* HER BLOOD OUT INTO THE BUCKET!
(Sayuri’s screams are muffled by Auburn’s mouth over her, as she continues to twist the knife back and forth, as blood continues to pour out of her head and into the bucket.)
Persephone: It’s beautiful. I think I quite literally have a tear in my eye because of how beautiful that is.
Rich Russillo: BEFORE SHE CAN GO ANY FURTHER, SAYURI MANAGES TO DIG HER FINGERNAILS DIRECTLY INTO THE OPEN WOUND ON AUBURN’S HAND! FORCING HER TO LET GO! BUT THE DAMAGE HAS ALREADY BEEN DONE!
Thadd Blazevich: Auburn staggers back, clutching the back of her hand, and that’s enough of an opening for Sayuri to grab a hold of her!
Persephone: LIFTING HER UP AND SLAMMING HER DOWN ONTO THE REMNANTS OF THE GLASS TABLE WITH BLACK MEMORY! THE TIGER DRIVER ‘98 CONNECTS AS AUBURN LANDS BACKFIRST ONTO THE BROKEN SHARDS OF GLASS!
(Sayuri is nearly about to faint as she collapses down to the ground, feeling her forehead as she continues to gush blood profusely. Her vision starts to blur, and she realizes that she doesn’t have much time as she starts to scramble.)
(She crawls under the ring, reaching her hands out for anything that she possibly can, as she takes out a first aid kit underneath the apron. She quickly reaches for a bandage wrap, starting to makeshift wrap it around her head, suppressing the bleeding as best as she can.)
Persephone: I hope she gets an infection from that and dies.
Thadd Blazevich: Well, bro, if she let herself bleed out, she was probably going to die anyway.
Persephone: … Win-win?
Rich Russillo: Sayuri is starting to recompose herself, but it’s clear that got to her, as she’s groggily beginning to make her way toward Auburn, not looking to let her have a moment to recover as she brings her back up-
Thadd Blazevich: But Auburn drives her glass-covered hands directly into the body of Sayuri! She’s beginning to overwhelm her! She manages to push Sayuri away, and you can see that glass shard lodged in Auburn’s elbow, and she’s doing whatever she can right now to rip it out, but Sayuri is continuing to apply pressure!
(CRACK!)
Persephone: BUT AUBURN USES THE GLASS IN HER ELBOW TO NAIL SAYURI WITH SHINY BROKEN PIECES! THE DISCUS ELBOW CONNECTS AS SAYURI IS DROPPED DOWN TO THE GROUND!
(Sayuri is covered in blood at this point as she lies in a heap, Auburn shaking her head repeatedly as she glances down at her.)
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) Look at you. You were never ready for this. *Are you ready to finally understand that?*
(Auburn stumbles backward as she sits down on the nearby steel steps, ripping glass shards out as she watches Sayuri struggle to rise back up, blood covered and all, half-conscious at best.)
Sayuri Himura: (Off-Mic) *I… will never… lose… I… will NEVER… give in…*
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) 🙄Will you shut up with that shit already? Even at death’s door you’re still a self-righteous piece of shit. Maybe you deserve to die.
(Auburn lowers herself and picks up the switchblade, beginning to make her way toward her as she lifts it above her head…)
Sayuri Himura: -# (Off-Mic) … Not yet.
(STAB!)
(Auburn lets out a cry of pain as she’s frozen in shock. Her eyes wander down…)
(To see that Sayuri has retrieved a pair of scissors from underneath the ring, stabbing her directly in the right kneecap.)
Rich Russillo: AUBURN COLLAPSES DOWN TO A KNEE, CLUTCHING THE SCISSORS THAT ARE NOW LODGED INTO HER-
Thadd Blazevich: AS SAYURI RUSHES FORWARD AND NAILS HER WITH SAYONARA! THE KNEE LIFE DIRECTLY TO THE FACE OF AUBURN WARE!
(*CRASH!*)
Persephone: BUT AUBURN MANAGES TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY AND SEND SAYURI CRASHING INTO THE STEEL STEPS INSTEAD!
(Auburn stumbles forward as she fumbles for her knee, trying to pull the scissors out, but as she does, she realizes that she doesn’t have much time, with Sayuri beginning to recover and stumble toward her.)
(She exhales and takes a deep breath.)
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) Fuck it.
Rich Russillo: AUBURN TURNS SAYURI AROUND AND LIFTS HER UP ONTO HER SHOULDERS! HOW IS SHE ABLE TO MUSTER THE LOWER BODY STRENGTH TO DO THAT?!
(***THUD!***)
Thadd Blazevich: # AUBURN CONNECTS WITH THE GO TO SLEEP, USING HER KNEE TO DRIVE THE SCISSORS AGAINST SAYURI’S SKULL!
Persephone: VERITY CONNECTS! AND THAT MIGHT’VE DONE DAMAGE TO BOTH OF THEM! FUCK IT! BOTH OF YOU BLEED OUT RIGHT NOW!
(Sayuri is knocked completely unconscious thanks to the move, and even though it may have paid dividends for Auburn… she’s unable to capitalize. She’s in excruciating pain as the scissors dig deeper into her knee. Her mind truly amazes her sometimes.)
(Auburn closes her eyes and slows her breathing, gripping a hold of the scissors with both of her hands, as she exhales…)
(*RIP!*)
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) FUCKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!
(Auburn rips out the scissors as she quickly tosses it aside, grabbing her head in pain, realizing the profuse pain that she’s in right now.)
(She slowly crawls over to Sayuri and grabs her by the head, beginning to unwrap the bandages that she has around her forehead, taking it and using it to wrap around her *own* knee, a disgruntled expression on her face.)
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) *Why don’t you just fucking die…*
(Auburn reaches out and grabs the bloody scissors again, snatching Sayuri by the hair and putting her head over the bucket.)
(THUD!)
(Slamming the scissors down against the side of her head!)
(Sayuri Himura – 45 mL)
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) *Die…*
(THUD!)
(Sayuri Himura – 45 mL)
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) *Die…*
(THUD!)
(Sayuri Himura – 46 mL)
(Sayuri’s eyes flutter in and out of consciousness as the scissors continue to drive into her skull. Her vision blurs, and the room begins to spin. In that one singular moment, her eyes shoot open, and her mission becomes clear: not to fight for honor…)
(… but to *fight to survive.*)
(Sayuri’s hand shoots out and grabs hold of the scissors, as she turns herself around and drives a headbutt directly into the skull of Auburn! Auburn is sent backward, trying to keep herself upright…)
Rich Russillo: SAYURI RUNS FORWARD AND TACKLES BOTH OF THEM OVER THE PAIR OF STEEL STEPS!
(Both of them tumble hard down to the ground, and Sayuri turns around and starts to crawl, as she reaches her hand out under the apron, grabbing the first thing that she sees…)
Thadd Blazevich: Is that a spiked chain that she pulled out of the ring?! What the hell does she have in mind with that?!
(Sayuri quickly takes it into her hands, allowing the spikes to dig into her palm, as she quickly tries to wrap it around the neck of Auburn!)
(Auburn’s eyes immediately widen, as her hands shoot out, quickly trying to block it. She allows the spikes to dig into her own hand to get a deeper grip, as she knows that if she lets it wrap around her throat, then it’s over!)
Persephone: The two of them are struggling right now! And who knows what it’s going to end up taking in order to make sure that they’re through! I hope that it’s pretty fucking soon though!
(Sayuri slowly starts to drag her over to the bucket, trying to force her, but Auburn is continuing to resist, not letting it touch her windpipe. She begins to rise back up to her feet, as she delivers a kick to the abdomen of Sayuri!)
(But Sayuri manages to wrap the chain around, as she begins to maneuver around the body of Auburn!)
Rich Russillo: SAYURI WRAPS THE CHAIN AROUND AUBURN’S NECK INTO AN ASSISTED MANJI-GATAME!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT AUBURN MANAGES TO TURN IT AROUND! SAYURI TRIED TO GO FOR WEB OF THE SPIDER LILY, BUT AUBURN MANAGES TO TRANSITION IT INTO A GORY SPECIAL!
Persephone: SHE USES THE CHAIN TO TIGHTEN AROUND THE NECK OF SAYURI, AS HER GRIP WEAKENS AND SHE’S FORCED TO TRANSITION OUT OF THE OCTOPUS HOLD!
Rich Russillo: AND NOW AUBURN IS BEGINNING TO WALK ON HER INJURED LEG, HOBBLING SAYURI TOWARD THE OTHER SIDE OF THE RINGSIDE AREA TOWARD HER OWN BUCKET! AND SHE TAKES HER DOWN TO THE GROUND!
Thadd Blazevich: BEFORE USING THE SPIKED CHAIN TO TRANSITION INTO A MODIFIED LESSONS IN CHEMISTRY! KATA HA JIME WITH THE CHAIN WRAPPED AROUND SAYURI’S NECK!
(Auburn positions Sayuri’s head over her own bucket, as Sayuri starts to choke on her own blood, as it begins to pour out from her face and mouth into the bucket.)
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) *Give… up… fucking… give… up…*
(Sayuri scratches and claws around her, trying her best to use the last bit of reserve that she can to fight out of this, but finally, she begins to fade, as more blood continues to drip down into the bucket…)
(…)
(…)
(…)
Referee: THAT’S IT! RING THE BELL!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(Sayuri Himura – 50 mL)
(‘Going Under’ begins to play through the speakers of the arena as Auburn Ware immediately releases the hold that she has on Sayuri Himura, her body almost instantly giving up on her as she crumbles down into a heap. Instantly, officials run over, checking on both Elitists, as they get the spiked chain off of the neck of Sayuri, and begin to check on Auburn in the meantime.)
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… AUBURNNN WAARRREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Persephone: Well, it’s what she deserved at the very least. I really do hope this bitch is dead.
Rich Russillo: I can’t say this was anything short of a war. Both of these women quite literally spilled buckets of blood in their battle with one another, but when it came down to it, Auburn Ware was true to her word when it came to making Sayuri pay for what she did.
Thadd Blazevich: And while it was a crushing loss for Sayuri, to say the least, she gave it her best, even if this was a matchtype she wasn’t comfortable with, but at the same time, it just wasn’t her night.
(Auburn manages to slowly bring herself back into the ring, shoving officials away and refusing any sort of help, as she raises her hands in the air. But as she bats her eyes over to Sayuri…)
(It’s clear that everything has just boiled over too much for her to be comfortable.)
(‘Going Under‘ continues to play through the speakers as officials are finally able to help Sayuri Himura up, beginning to escort her away from the ringside area.)
Rich Russillo: OH C’MON!
Thadd Blazevich: AUBURN JUST SLID OUT OF THE RING AND ATTACKED SAYURI FROM BEHIND! HAVEN’T YOU DONE ENOUGH, BRO?!
Persephone: Well, she hasn’t killed her yet. So…
(Officials immediately begin to push her away, not wanting to cause anymore conflict, but Auburn shoves them away! Nailing some of them with forearm shots to the face and boots to continue to get her hands on Sayuri…)
(CRASH!)
Rich Russillo: AND AUBURN GRABS HER AND SENDS HER SHOULDERFIRST INTO THE STEEL STEPS!
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) ***GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!***
Thadd Blazevich: AND NOW SHE’S BEGINNING TO STOMP DOWN ON THE BODY OF SAYURI REPEATEDLY AS SHE’S SLUMPED AGAINST THE STEPS! RELEASING ALL THAT ANGER AND RAGE OUT ON HER!
Persephone: Geez, it’s not that deep…
Rich Russillo: WE KNOW EVERYTHING THAT AUBURN HAS BEEN THROUGH, WE KNOW THAT SHE’S A TICKING TIMEBOMB! THIS IS NO SURPRISE!
(Sayuri is completely unresponsive as thankfully, more security is able to be rushed in as they grab a hold of her by the arms. They restrain her and are finally able to drag her away, as Auburn is kicking and screaming while she gets escorted from the area.)
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) SHE NEEDS TO DIE! THAT BITCH NEEDS TO DIE! *GET OFF OF ME!*
(As Auburn is being dragged away by security…)
???: Hm…
(The camera goes backstage, to a shadowy figure who is seen watching the television screen after their attention was caught on what was transpiring.)
Damon Lazarus: …
(Damon Lazarus, who was preparing for his match later in the night, glares at the screen with a cold expression, having his arms crossed while he watches. It’s hard to tell how he feels right now, as his dead eyes pierce through, continuing to examine. And while he does…)
(The faintest hint of a smile touches his lips.)
???: Hey there.
(A voice is heard, one that doesn’t immediately break Damon out of his trance, but he quickly glances over as he feels someone tap her shoulder.)
Saori Aizen: Surprise.
(Saori Aizen is seen as she has a grin on her face, Specialists Championship wrapped firmly around her waist. Damon tilts his head with a smirk.)
Damon Lazarus: A pleasant surprise at that. Didn’t expect to see you here tonight…
Saori Aizen: Well… I thought it would be in my best interest to wish you luck in person, no? I took a red-eye flight from Florida to Puerto Rico to be here.
Damon Lazarus: Smart girl.
(Damon is amused by this, but it doesn’t elicit the reaction that he expects out of Saori. Instead, her attention has turned elsewhere. She shifts her body as her eyes glance to the TV behind him, which is showing a replay of the meltdown that Auburn Ware just had. Almost immediately, she raises an eyebrow as she turns back to Damon.)
Saori Aizen: Why are you watching that pathetic filth grovel in the depths of hell? I thought we were over this…
Damon Lazarus: I didn’t take you to be the jealous type, not a good look on you. Regardless, I’m not surprised you came to find me.
(Saori glances over the comment, choosing to ignore it for her own sake.)
Saori Aizen: You flew to Japan to find me. What is so wrong about returning the favor for the one I love?
(Damon chuckles, nodding in agreement.)
Damon Lazarus: Touché.
(He brings his arms out as Saori embraces him into a hug. She looks up as their lips meet, the Champion giving him a good luck kiss before his match comes up. She shifts her head over and whispers into his ear.)
Saori Aizen: (Whispering) Let’s go.
(Damon smirks and nods his head, wrapping his arm around her as the two of them make their way out of the scene. He has his eyes completely focused forward, but Saori’s wandering elsewhere…)
(As she glances behind her shoulder, glaring at the monitor with almost a look of disdain.)
(It’s the very last shot seen before Bloodsport begins to fade to elsewhere.)
(A commercial is shown for Persona 4 Revival featuring Sayuri Himura. 😁👍)
(DING! DING! DING!)
30:00
(All three men stood in their corners, eyeing each other down, waiting for someone to pop out and make their first strike. As the clock ticked down, one of them would have to make a move or risk losing precious seconds hoping.)
Persephone: They know we are on a time limit, right? Why the fuck aren’t they doing anything?
Rich Russillo: These are three of the most calculating and intelligent men we have ever seen in the business; you think they are going to charge in head first without a plan?
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah dude, be patient, they have to do a feeling-out process?
Persephone: Feeling out…in a Hardcore Iron Man match? Oh fuck me, I hate this company.
(As they circled each other, Jake and Damon eyed each other the most, then they both flicked their attention to Jay. After a moment, Damon slides out of the ring and leaves it to both Jay and Jake in the ring!)
Thadd Blazevich: Guessing Damon doesn’t want to be involved with this, letting them possibly fight it out while he gets his bearings on the outside.
Rich Russillo: I guess that’s a smart strategy: let your two opponents fight and then pick up the scraps! Either way, Jay is engaging with a kick to the side of the rib and throwing out quick, efficient strikes trying to disorient Jake Smith!
Thadd Blazevich: But Jake can block one! Throwing Jay off and now firing off on punches of his own, backing him into the corner! Stepping back and going for a jumping clothesline— BUT JAY GETS OUT OF THE WAY! JAKE CRASHING INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! GIVING JAY A CHANCE TO CAPITALIZE!
Rich Russillo: NO WAIT! HERE COMES DAMON BACK INTO THE RING WITH A KNEE TO THE MIDSECTION! JAKE SEEING DAMON HALT JAY, HE COMES IN WITH A CLUBBING BLOW TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!
Thadd Blazevich: Both of these men are working together to break down Jay! I don’t know if it’s because he’s the biggest threat or if they want to have a match for themselves!
Persephone: …Biggest threat my ass.
Rich Russillo: Whatever the reason, Damon tosses Jay out of the ring and follows after him! Grabbing him up and TOSSING HIM SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE!
Thadd Blazevich: HE ISN’T DONE KEEPING A HOLD OF HIM AND TOSSING HIM INTO THE STEEL STEPS, KNOCKING THEM OVER!
Damon Lazarus: (off mic) If you know what’s good for you, you’d stay out of my way.
Rich Russillo: I guess that was a warning; I can’t lie that was tame for what we know Damon is capable of, and now Damon is back in the ring with Jake Smith! They aren’t exactly friends either, but a one-on-one match is definitely preferable between the two of them!
(After a moment of staring, they begin their altercation with a COLLAR AND ELBOW LOCK UP!)
Persephone: No fucking way this is happening. Am I fucking having a nightmare right now? Why are they locking up?
Rich Russillo: Nothing wrong with a slow pace; they have plenty of time and don’t want to waste any energy! Damon getting Jake in a side headlock, squeezing down on the head as he tries to keep control of him in the center of the ring—
Thadd Blazevich: BUT JAKE SMITH IS USING HIS STRENGTH TO SHOVE HIM OFF! SENDING DAMON INTO THE ROPES! AND THEN KNOCKING HIM DOWN WITH A SHOULDER BLOCK!
Jake Smith: (off mic) Come on…you gotta do better than that!
Rich Russillo: Damon trying to get back up— BUT JAKE IS BACK DOWN WITH A HEADLOCK OF HIS OWN!
Persephone: OH MY GOD! Someone please stab someone already, this is a HARDCORE MATCH! Not a HARDCORE SNOOZE FEST! I’m about to fall asleep, and it hasn’t been 10 minutes yet—
CRACK!
Thadd Blazevich: JAY MUST’VE HEARD YOUR PRAYER CAUSE HERE HE COMES SWINGING THAT LEATHER BELT! CRACKING JAKE SMITH IN THE BACK AND NOW TURNING TO DAMON—
CRACK!
CRACK!
CRACK!
CRACK!
Rich Russillo: Repeated shots with that belt! Making Damon feel it the most! Now it looks like he is turning all his attention to Lazarus, wrapping the belt around his neck and TIGHTENING IT!
Persephone: Finally! Something to get excited about! Jay strangling Damon with the leather belt, making sure to cut off any oxygen that old bastard is crying for—
Thadd Blazevich: BUT HERE COMES JAKE WITH A STRIKE TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! HE GRABS JAY AND PULLS HIM OFF OF DAMON!
Rich Russillo: TOSSING HIM RIGHT INTO THE CORNER AND STARTS HITTING REPEATED CLOTHESLINES! JAY COLLAPSES TO THE MAT!
Thadd Blazevich: Jake backs up and now CHARGES forward looking for a boot to the face— BUT JAY MANAGES TO ROLL OUT THE WAY MERE SECONDS AWAY FROM GETTING HIS FACE CAVED IN!
Rich Russillo: Jake’s foot is stuck, and it looks like the perfect time for Jay to ROLL HIM UP! Trying to steal a first fall in this match still early!
ONE!
TWO!!
Thadd Blazevich: But Damon pushes Jay off and STARTS RAINING DOWN PUNCHES ON JAY! TAKING OUT HIS ANGER AFTER WHAT JAY DID TO HIM MERE MOMENTS AGO!
(Damon stops punching for a moment and grabs Jay by the throat, and starts to strangle him — Jay struggles but Damon was forcing his full strength onto him, with a crazed look in his eye.)
Damon Lazarus: (off mic) I told you to stay out of my way, but since you don’t want to listen…your life is going to be a LIVING HELL.
(Damon gets off of Jay, who was coughing uncontrollably, trying to get air back into his lungs. Jake approaches Damon as he stands back up—)
Thadd Blazevich: WHAT!? CTE! CTE OUT OF NOWHERE! JAKE SMITH IS DOWN, AND I DON’T THINK HE SAW THAT COMING!
Persphone: I mean, what else did he expect? It’s not like they are friends. What I want to know is, why isn’t Damon going for the pin?
Rich Russillo: Damon continues staring at Jay; he said he is going to make his life a living hell, and I think he means it! Damon gets out of the ring and grabs Jay from the outside, YANKING him to the floor!
Thadd Blazevich: NOW STOMPING ON HIM! STOMPING ON HIM WHILE HE IS ON THE GROUND! DAMON HAS A CRAZED LOOK IN HIS EYES AS HE LIFTS HIM AND RUNS HIM OVER TO THE STEEL POST—
CLINK!
Rich Russillo: JAY’S FACE COLLIDES WITH THE STEEL POST! BUT DAMON ISN’T KEEPING A HOLD OF JAY AND CONTINUES BASHING HIS FACE IN!
CLINK!
CLINK!
CLINK!
CLINK!
CLINK!
CLINK!
CLINK!
20:00
Persephone: First sign of blood and we are down ten minutes, are we sure this viewer discretion warning wasn’t for the wrong match?
Rich Russillo: Well, it’s certainly a lot of blood leaking from Jay’s skull right now, and even then it doesn’t seem like Damon is done! LIFTING JAY AND DROPPING HIM DOWN WITH A BACK BODY DROP ONTO THE HARDEST PART OF THE RING!
Thadd Blazevich: Damon is simply a monster. I know this is a hardcore match, but there is no way that this is necessary!
Persephone: Are you stupid? This is necessary because this is a hardcore match! Damon is making this match a lot better, but I still need to see more! We are ticking down, and we haven’t seen anything yet!
(Damon grabs some duct tape and starts putting Jay’s arm behind his back, wrapping it around both his wrists! Going around about ten times, until Jay struggles to become worthless!)
Rich Russillo: Jay is unable to use his hands! Damon binds them with duct tape behind his back! Jay tries to get back up, but doesn’t have any hands to fight Damon with— LAZARUS KICKS HIM TO THE FLOOR! JAY IS COMPLETELY HELPLESS!
Damon Lazarus: (off mic) You’re going to learn a lesson, you hear me?
Jay Jerry Johnson: (off mic) Fuck you…
(Damon reaches under the ring and pulls out an iron bucket full of ice water; he grabs Jay by the hair and, without even a moment of hesitation, DUNKS HIS HEAD INTO THE WATER!)
Persephone: OH MY GOODNESS! HE IS DROWNING HIM! HE IS DROWNING THAT IDIOT, THIS IS AWESOME!
Rich Russillo: I mean, awesome for you to watch, but Jay is currently thrashing around! He is trying to escape, but without his hands, Damon has full control over him!
(Damon pulls him up, Jay getting a big gasp of air!)
Damon Lazarus: (off mic) What was that? Oh, I thought you said something…
(DUNKS HIM BACK INTO THE WATER! DAMON STANDS UP AND PLACES HIS BOOT ON THE BACK OF JAY’S HEAD PRESSING HIM DOWN!)
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, he’s going to kill him! Jay is barely even fighting anymore, Damon might have—
Rich Russillo: “STARMAKER” BY JAKE SMITH! THE SUPERMAN PUNCH TAKING DAMON OFF HIS FEET AND OFF OF JAY!
(Jake Smith looks pissed at Damon but notices a slumped-over Jay, coughing up ice water. In a moment of clarity, he grabs Jay and throws him back into the ring! Getting into the corner, looking for “Nightreign”!)
Persephone: Jake Smith is finally using his brain; he is going to take the defenseless Jay out with “Nightreign”! This is a guaranteed fall if he can hit it!
Rich Russillo: JAKE CHARGES FOR THE “NIGHTREIGN”— BUT JAY KICKS UP TO THE JAW! STOPPING JAKE IN HIS TRACK! CHARGES FORWARD WITH A KNEE STRIKE! MAKING HIM STUMBLE INTO THE ROPE!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT JAKE BOUNCES OFF OF THEM AND INTO THE SPEAR! “NIGHTREIGN” CONNECTS AND JAKE MAY HAVE SECURED HIMSELF HIS FIRST PINFALL! THE REFEREE SLIDING IN!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREEEEE!!!
…
…
…
Rich Russillo: “IN ABSENTIA” A DESPERATE BUT WELL TIMED PUNT KICK TO THE HEAD OF JAKE BREAKS UP THE PIN! JAKE SMITH IS OUT, JAY IS OUT, AND DAMON IS TRYING TO MAKE HIS WAY UP TO HIS FEET!
Persephone: I forgot that his old ass can move that fast, though with all that muscle, no wonder he’s tired out right now.
Thadd Blazevich: We are approaching the 15-minute mark; they have been battling nonstop and putting each other through hell. But there is still time left, and a lot more that they can do to each other! Jay is in the worst spot, as his hands are still bound by duct tape!
(As Jake rolls out of the ring, Damon’s eyes fixate once again on Jay. Lazarus jumps on him and mounts him, putting all his weight into his chest before reaching into his knee pad and pulling out…a pair of pillars!)
Rich Russillo: Oh no.
Persephone: Oh yes!
Damon Lazarus: (off mic) This ends only when you tap out or when you run out of teeth…
(Damon grips his jaw and forces him to open his mouth; Jay struggles helplessly with his arm bound and Damon’s weight on him! He taps his teeth with the pillars, deciding on which one to pull first! He reaches into the back of the mouth and grips it tightly with the pillars!)
Damon Lazarus: (off mic) Tap out?
Jay Jerry Johnson: (off mic, muffled) NEVER!
Damon Lazarus: (off mic) Works for me.
CREAK!
Thadd Blazevich: OH MY GOD! DAMON LAZARUS JUST PULLED ON OF HIS TOOTH OUT! JAY IS SCREAMING IN AGONY! THIS IS JUST SICK!
Damon Lazarus: (off mic) That had to hurt, maybe the next one won’t.
(Jay spits a glop of bloody spit onto the face of Damon, who didn’t seem to react. Instead, putting the pillars into his mouth and without wasting time!)
CREAK!
Persephone: THERE GOES ANOTHER ONE! OH THIS IS JUST TOO GOOD! REMOVE ANOTHER PLEASE!
(Jay’s mouth was filling with blood, but Damon seemed more irritated that he wasn’t tapping out.)
Damon Lazarus: (off mic) Stubborn bastard, guess I need to take an eye instead.
(With that he drops the pillars and pulls out a swiss army blade, flipping to the corkscrew!)
15:00
Thadd Blazevich: THE CORKSCREW IS GOING STRAIGHT TO THE EYE! JAY CAN’T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT—
CLING!
Rich Russillo: WOW! AN ALUMINUM BASEBALL BAT TAKEN TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD BY DAMON! JAKE SMITH SAVING JAY YET AGAIN BUT NOT DUE TO THE KINDNESS IN HIS HEART! HE STARTS SWINGING THAT BAT DOWN ONTO THE SPINE OF DAMON!
CLING!
CLING!
CLING!
CLING!
CLING!
CLING!
CLING!
CLING!
Thadd Blazevich: Jake is not letting up! Every single swing landing harder than the last and Damon’s arms are up trying to shield himself but there is no protection from an aluminum bat swung with that kind of anger!
CLING!
CLING!
CLING!
Persephone: HIT HIM IN THE FACE! STOP HITTING HIS BACK AND HIT HIM IN THE FACE!
Rich Russillo: Jake seems to have heard you because he is grabbing Damon and FORCING his head up! Damon’s eyes are wild, blood already trickling from the repeated bat shots— and Jake DRIVES that aluminum bat directly across the bridge of his nose!
CLING!
Thadd Blazevich: THE SOUND OF THAT! DAMON’S NOSE IS BROKEN! YOU CAN SEE IT FROM HERE!
Persephone: AGAIN! DO IT AGAIN!
(Jake obliges! He swings the bat again, this time connecting with the cheekbone. Damon’s head snaps sideways and he crumples forward, blood now pouring freely from both his nose and a fresh gash opening above his eye.)
CLING!
Rich Russillo: Damon Lazarus is busted WIDE open and Jake Smith does not look remotely finished! ANOTHER SHOT DIRECTLY TO THE FACE!
CLING!
Thadd Blazevich: I don’t know how Damon is still conscious right now! His face is an absolute mess! Blood poured from his nose, from above the eye! Jake Smith has completely turned this match around with that baseball bat!
Persephone: Beautiful! Absolutely beautiful! I want this framed on my wall!
Rich Russillo: Jake standing over a completely destroyed Damon Lazarus, bat hanging at his side. But I think he is noticing something— WAIT! JAY JERRY JOHNSON IS GONE!
Jake Smith: (off-mic) Where the hell did he go?
Thadd Blazevich: Jake looking around trying to locate Jay and he spots him! Jay has somehow made his way to the other side of the ring! I think he is still bound!
Rich Russillo: WAIT! Look at Jay’s hands! They are free! Jay used that swiss army blade that Damon dropped! He cuts himself loose while Jake was so focused on destroying Damon! But I don’t think Jake knows that!
Persephone: Man, I kinda liked Jay when he was a helpless victim.
(Jake rounds the corner of the ring, bat still in hand, moving toward Jay with purpose. Jay is hunched against the apron, one hand behind his back, blood still dripping from his mouth where those teeth used to be. He looks up at Jake approaching and something shifts in his expression.)
Thadd Blazevich: Jake moving toward Jay and he looks like he is about to give Jay what he gave Damon—
Rich Russillo: WAIT! WHAT IS IN JAY’S HAND!
(Jay brings his hand from behind his back and UNLEASHES a full stream of bear mace directly into Jake Smith’s face from point blank range!)
Persephone: BEAR MACE! JAY JERRY JOHNSON HAD BEAR MACE!
Jake Smith: (off-mic, screaming) FUCK! UGGGGHHHH!
Thadd Blazevich: JAKE IS COMPLETELY BLINDED! He drops the baseball bat and his hands fly to his face, he is completely disoriented! He crashes into the steel steps and crumples to the floor holding his eyes and screaming!
(Jay stands upright slowly, still clearly in tremendous pain himself, the empty bloody gaps in his mouth visible when he exhales but his eyes are locked and dangerous as he stares down at Jake writhing on the floor. He picks up the aluminum bat that Jake dropped and stands over him.)
Thadd Blazevich: Jay has the bat now and Jake cannot see a single thing right now! He is completely vulnerable on that floor!
Rich Russillo: Jay raises the bat and CRACK IT AGAINST THE BACK OF JAKE’S HEAD! SENDING HIM TO THE FLOOR!
Persephone: Not bad, though you can’t give him brain damage if he doesn’t have a brain.
(Jay drops the bat, and runs his tongue though his bloodied mouth. It fuels him, the pain and everything he has to go through pushes him to want not just to hurt Damon Lazarus but Jake Smith as well! He goes over to the mat and starts ripping it up, exposing the concrete below!)
Thadd Blazevich: I think Jay has had enough! Exposing the hard floor below the mat, he grabs Jake Smith who is struggling to even stand right now! There is no way he is going to hit this!
Rich Russillo: With everything that has been going on in this match! I highly doubt that there is no length that Jay won’t go too! Look at him now, lifting up Jake Smith over the concrete floor! HE LEAPS UP—
Persephone: “HEAVEN’S FEEL” BELLY-TO-BACK PILEDRIVER STRAIGHT ON THE FLOOR! YOU CAN HEAR THE SICKENING THUD AS HIS SKULL HIT THE FLOOR! THAT WAS SO SWEET!
Thadd Blazevich: JAKE IS NOW BLEEDING OUT HIS HEAD ONTO THE CONCRETE! JAY IS NOW A MAN POSSESSED AND IS NOW IN CONTROL OF THIS MATCH UP!
Rich Russillo: For right now it seems, Damon Lazarus is starting to make his way up to his feet. Still busted open and bloody from Jake Smith and that bat, I think it’s about time Jay got some pay back of his own.
(Jay slides into the ring and scouts Damon, watching him struggle to pick himself up after the damage he took from Jake Smith! Jay tries to grab him, looking for his own move—)
Thadd Blazevich: DUDE! DAMON KICKS JAY BELOW THE BELT! SENDING HIM TO THE GROUND! DAMON WITH QUICK THINKING MANAGES TO TAKE BACK CONTROL OF THE MATCH!
Persephone: Jay has got to be the biggest idiot of the century! You had the whole world in your hands and somehow you let it slip through your fingers!
(Damon leans against the ropes, looking down at Jay who was holding his groin and then at Jake who was laid out on the concrete below. Once again, he had an opportunity to take control of this match!)
(## 10:00)
(**Jake Smith’s head cracked open like an egg on the outside on pavement, Jay holding his crotch, missing two teeth and also leaking from the head. Damon Lazarus stood, nose busted and slightly crooked, with a black eye and blood pouring down from his face. With ten minutes remaining, none of these men have been able to get a fall. But for Damon, this means more time to test their resolve.**)
Persephone: I’m so glad this is no longer a boring regular match, that they are embracing the stipulation instead of trying to outwrestle each other. This is the time I’m glad to be employed at EAW!
Rich Russillo: Well, my bloodthirsty comrade, you have less than ten minutes to enjoy this match, and so does Damon, who seems to be planning something else, grabbing a toolbox from underneath the ring and sliding back into the ring!
Thadd Blazevich: Seeing a toolbox in EAW is nothing but bad news, and especially in the hands of Damon, you know he is up to no good!
(**Damon smirks, as Jay begins to make his way up to his feet and immediately Lazarus delivers a STOMP to the back of his head! Sending him back down, and then getting on his back for a rear naked choke! Damon pulls him back into the corner, and then sits down with him!**)
Rich Russillo: DAMON CHOKING HIM OUT IN THE CORNER! NOW STRIKING HIM IN THE FACE! MAKING SURE THAT HE DOESN’T STRUGGLE AS MUCH! THOSE PUNCHES LAND HEAVY!
Thadd Blazevich: It seems to do the trick; Jay looks dazed, and now Damon reaches for the toolbox— pulling out fish hooks? What could he possibly have in mind?
(**Damon makes sure to keep his arm around his throat and uses one hand to operate, holding his eyes open!**)
Persephone: YES! YES! YES!
Thadd Blazevich: DUDE! I CAN’T WATCH THIS!
(**A close-up shot shows exactly where Damon was going, using one of the fish hooks and PIERCING IT STRAIGHT THROUGH THE EYELID OF JAY! WHO BEGINS TO SQUIRM AND SCREAM, BUT DAMON HELD HIM TIGHT!**)
Rich Russillo: DAMON JUST PIERCED THE EYELID OF JAY, BUT IT DOESN’T LOOK LIKE HE IS STOPPING THERE! HOLDING HIM STILL AND GRABBING HIS OTHER EYE! OH MY GOD! THIS IS SICK!
(**JUST LIKE THAT ANOTHER FISH HOOK GOES THROUGH THE EYELID OF JAY! HE SHRIEKS IN PAIN! But that was the least of his problems, as they were both on a thin line. Damon takes a hold of them…**)
(# AND STARTS YANKING BACK! FORCING HIS EYES OPEN AS WIDE AS THEY CAN GO!)
Damon Lazarus: > (off mic) GIVE UP! GIVE UP, OR I RIP YOUR EYELIDS OFF!
Jay Jerry Johnson: > (off mic) DO IT THEN! I DON’T CARE! I AM NOT TAPPING TO YOU!
( # HE STARTS PULLING MORE AND MORE, THE HOOKS STARTING TO TEAR THE EYELIDS!)
Thadd Blazevich: WAIT THERE IS JAKE SMITH! GRABBING DAMON AND PULLING HIM OUT OF THE RING! Once again, Jay is saved from Damon’s sadistic torture and has to now pull those fish hooks out of his eyelids!
Rich Russillo: Meanwhile, Jake Smith and Damon are trading blows on the outside, going back and forth! Neither man is backing down! Jake seems dazed after getting dropped on his head, but he is still fighting the best fight he can!
Thadd Blazevich: Looks like he is winning too and throwing heavy haymakers at Damon, making him stumble backward and onto the barricade! Jake is letting loose and making sure that Damon feels all of that!
Rich Russillo: JAKE SMITH NOW GRABBING DAMON AND LIFTING HIM— BACK BODY DROP ONTO THE BARRICADE! LEAVING DAMON SHOUTING ANGERILY ON THE FLOOR TRYING TO CRAWL AWAY!
Persephone: I heard he isn’t used to being slammed on his back; really unfortunate to hear that. But that’s just the business; Damon needs to learn the world doesn’t revolve around him.
(**Damon slips underneath the apron, which confuses Jake Smith as he matches towards him. Grabbing his legs and looking to pull him out!**)
Jake Smith: (off mic) There is no running from this ass whooping, come on out and get this—
( # BOOM!)
Thadd Blazevich: OH WHAT THE HELL?! JAKE SMITH GETS BLASTED BY A SHOTGUN BY DAMON LAZARUS! IT JUST SENT HIM FLYING HARD INTO THE BARRICADE! HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE? HOW IS JAKE NOT DEAD WITH A HOLE IN HIS CHEST?!
Persephone: I don’t know who put that there, but they definitely filled it with rock salt slugs! It’s a less lethal slug, but it’s a huge force up close; it might knock you on your ass and give you internal injuries!
Rich Russillo: How do you know this?!
Persphone: I’m not supposed to know shit; read a book once in your life! Jesus, everyone is always so uneducated!
(**Jake Smith is sitting on the ground, struggling to breathe after the force of that blast to the chest! Damon stands over him with the Shotgun and immediately SLAMS the handle into his forehead! Making sure that he doesn’t get back up — though after that shot to the chest it wasn’t like he was going to get up any time soon!**)
Rich Russillo: Well, despite them being non-lethal rounds, it still felt like a heavy shot to the chest with a shotgun slug! Damon is out of her mind, and it looks like he isn’t finished with Jake Smith!
Thadd Blazevich: Going back under the ring, grabbing what looks like— oh goodness, are those meat hooks?! Come on, this match has been hard to watch as is! Why does this man have meat hooks?
Persephone: Hopefully to hook some meat!
(**Damon has two meat hooks in his hand attached to a chain with a lock on the other end! Jake Smith was barely conscious, so it was his chance to close in and grab him, pulling him closer to the steel post!**)
Rich Russillo: What is he thinking? I never like asking these questions because the answer is never anything good! Usually extremely graphic and unsightly!
Thadd Blazevich: And makes me want to throw up!
Persephone: And excited, these are the most exciting Damon Lazarus matches!
(## 5:00)
(**With the match hitting 5 minutes, Damon knows he has to hurry with his plan. Leaning forward to the back of Jake, he uses both meathooks— AND HOOKS THEM INTO THE BACK MUSCLES OF JAKE SMITH! INSERTING THEM IN AND THEN WATCHING IT GO OUT!**)
Persephone: OH YES! HE HOOKS HIS BACK MUSCLES! PIERCING A HUGE CHUNK OF FLESH! DAMON IS SADISTIC, AND IT’S SO HOT!
Rich Russillo: Now he’s taking both ends of the chain and locking them against the STEEL POST! Jake Smith is essentially STUCK in place! Unable to escape and now out of reach to touch Damon!
Damon Lazarus: (off mic) You stay right there for the rest of the match and watch me win.
Jake Smith: (off mic) When I get my HANDS on you, Lazarus!
(**Every time he tugs, it pulls at his skin, causing him to shout and back off! Damon smirks before sliding back into the ring and once again being alone with Jay! Damon doesn’t hesitate, stepping over him and driving a boot straight down into his ribs.**)
Rich Russillo: Damon wastes no time because he ain’t got time to waste, getting back in that ring, starting to STOMP Jay into the canvas with all of his might!
Thadd Blazevich: Jay’s got nothing left to give right now! Both eyes are a mess and probably a blur, and Damon knows it!
(**Damon plants another stomp square into Jay’s sternum, then one to the side of his head.**)
Damon Lazarus: > (off mic) Who do you think you are, Jay? You think you are capable of stopping me? Capable of leading? You’re NOTHING.
Persephone: DAMON STOMPS ON THE HEAD OF JAY! DAMON IS COMPLETELY DISMANTLING HIM RIGHT NOW, AND I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT!
(**Jay tries to roll away, clawing at the mat, but Damon plants a boot on his back to stop him, grinding it down before stepping away and heading to the corner to grab something.**)
Rich Russillo: Where’s he going now? He’s— oh, come on, he’s got the belt! The one from earlier in the match, he’s coiling it up in his hand!
Thadd Blazevich: This belt has already had some good use in this match, but it’s about to see some more use in the hands of Damon Lazarus!
(**Damon stalks back over to Jay, who’s trying to prop himself up on shaking arms, and without warning brings the belt down across his exposed back!**)
(# CRACK!)
Rich Russillo: OH MY— THE SOUND OF THAT ALONE! Damon just stripped Jay’s back wide open with that belt!
(**Damon rears back and swings again, the leather biting into already raw skin, leaving an angry red welt rising almost instantly. Jay collapses flat on his stomach, but Damon isn’t finished!**)
Damon Lazarus: (off mic) You wanna be a MARTYR so badly? I’ll make you one!
(# CRACK!)
(Another shot, this one catching Jay across the shoulder blades, and he screams, body convulsing from the impact!)
Thadd Blazevich: Damon is once again breaking Jay down! He is making sure that he remembers this pain that he can’t think of anything else but this!
Persephone: This is a true art; you can’t get anything better than this! This is music to my ears!
Rich Russillo: You’re sick, you know that, right?
(**Damon lets go, allowing Jay to crumple face-first into the mat as he struggles to pick himself up, his back a mess of raised welts and broken skin. Damon steps back, looking down at his work with satisfaction.**)
Rich Russillo: Jay Jerry Johnson is barely moving down there! Damon has just broken this man down piece by piece, and we are running out of time in this match!
Thadd Blazevich: With three minutes left, anyone that can get a fall now might walk out the winner, and they might be Damon Lazarus! Stepping back into the corner, he is lining Jay up for the PUNT KICK!
(**As Jay was struggling to get on all fours, Jake Smith was struggling to escape! Feeling a sharp pain every single time he even tries to move forward! He is also unable to pull them out of his skin, as they are too deeply hooked! But seeing Damon about to close in for the kill, he has no choice but to push through with all his might…**)
(# THE SKIN STARTS TO TEAR! RIPPING OFF A PIECE OF HIS BACK BEFORE HE COLLAPSES TO THE GROUND, BLEEDING FROM THE BACK BUT FREE!)
Rich Russillo: JAKE SMITH IS FREE IN THE MOST GROSS WAY POSSIBLE! IT SEEMED TO GET DAMON’S ATTENTION, BUT IT DOESN’T MATTER TO HIM— “IN ABSENTIA”!
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(# STAB!)
Thadd Blazevich: No way dude…
Persephone: JAY WITH THE SWITCHBLADE HIDDEN IN THE TRUNKS! JUST STABBED DAMON IN THE GROIN! OH, YOU KNOW THAT GOT TO HURT!
Rich Russillo: DAMON IS STUNNED! ANY MAN WOULD BE! JAY USES THAT SHOCK TO HIS ADVANTAGE! ROLLING UP DAMON LAZARUS!
Referee: ## ONNNNEEEEEE!
Referee: ## TWOOOOOOOO!!
Referee: ## THREEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(**JAY: 1 • JAKE: 0 • DAMON: 0**)
Thadd Blazevich: With about two minutes left! Jay manages to pick up the first fall in this match! In such a brutal way! I can’t believe he did that!
Persephone: I’ve got to admit that was awesome. Even though this match is nearly over, he deserves to have that fall. Now it seems like all Jay has to do is hold that lead for a minute or so and he can—
Rich Russillo: “NIGHTREIGN”! JAY JUST TURNED AROUND INTO A MASSIVE SPEAR BY JAKE SMITH! JAY GETTING CUT IN HALF BUT STILL MANAGING TO ROLL OUT OF THE RING!
Thadd Blazevich: Jake Smith not able to stop the pin, but he can take control of this match now! Eyeing the man that hooked him to the steel post, watching him slowly get back up, grabbing his bleeding groin…
Rich Russillo: JAKE SMITH CRAWLING BACKWARDS GETTING UP WITH HIM—
Thadd Blazevich: ANOTHER “NIGHTREIGN” CONNECTS TO DAMON LAZARUS AND HE PINS DAMON INSTEAD!
Referee: ## ONNNNEEEEEE!
Referee: ## TWOOOOOOOO!!
Referee: ## THREEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(**JAY: 1 • JAKE: 1 • DAMON: 0**)
Persephone: Jay couldn’t keep the lead for a couple seconds; you forgot to be kidding me. It’s tied up, but I don’t think that’s going to last long.
(**Jake Smith gets up and starts to hype himself up.**)
Jake Smith: > (off mic) ONE MORE! This ugly bastard deserves ONE MORE!
Thadd Blazevich: He is setting up for it, going for yet another “Nightreign”! If he can pull this off, then we might be looking at our Team Captain—
Rich Russillo: JAKE SMITH CHARGES IN FOR A “NIGHTREIGN”—
Persephone: BUT THE IDIOT GETS CAUGHT WITH A CTE! CAUGHT RIGHT OUT OF THE AIR! JAKE IS DOWN, AND DAMON DRAPES AN ARM OVER HIS CHEST!
Referee: ## ONNNNEEEEEE!
Referee: ## TWOOOOOOOO!!
Referee: ## THREEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(**JAY: 1 • JAKE: 1 • DAMON: 1**)
Rich Russillo: In just a matter of thirty seconds, this match went from no falls to everyone having them! We are down to the last minute, and we might have to think about an Overtime—
(**But then suddenly the lights cut off…**)
Persephone: What is happening?
Thadd Blazevich: I have no clue! The clock is still ticking. I know that much!
(**When the lights turned on, standing in the middle of the ring was none other than…**)
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Rich Russillo: # CAROLINE IS HERE!
Persephone: In the final seconds of the match, she has come to help Jake. How thoughtful of her…
Thadd Blazevich: Better late than never, I suppose! There are no rules, so he can get whatever help he wants!
Persephone: I mean, does he even want it?
(**Jake starts to stand using the ropes, and so does Damon; he glares at Caroline, who starts to march towards Damon—**)
(# AND SHE SPITS RED MIST!)
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(…)
Rich Russillo: CAROLINE SPIT RED MIST INTO THE EYES OF JAKE SMITH! THAT WAS NO MISTAKE! SHE DID IT ON PURPOSE!
Persephone: Oh wow…
(Jake falls to the ground, blinded and violently shaking! Damon backs away, letting Caroline handle Jake Smith as the clock ticks down to the final seconds! She picks him up—)
Thadd Blazevich: DRIVING HIS SKULL INTO THE MAT WITH “A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE”! CAROLINE HAS LAID OUT JAKE SMITH AND QUICKLY MAKES HER EXIT!
(Caroline stays on the outside, as a smirk comes across Damon’s face, quickly swoops in, stealing the pin with mere seconds left!)
Referee: ## ONNNNEEEEEE!
Referee: ## TWOOOOOOOO!!
Rich Russillo: WAIT BUT HERE COMES JAY! DIVING INTO THE RING TO STOP THE PIN!
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Thadd Blazevich: HE FALLS SHORT!
Referee: ## THREEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(**JAY: 1 • JAKE: 1 • DAMON: 2**)
(## 0:00)
(DING! DING! DING!)
HERE IS YOUR WINNER…AND THE CAPTAIN OF TEAM VOLTAGE AT “TERRITORIAL INVASION”…DAMON LAZARUS!
Rich Russillo: A controversial finisher for sure, but that doesn’t take away from how brutal this match was. From start to finish, these men wanted nothing more than to kill each other!
Thadd Blazevich: Probably the grossest match I have ever bare witnessed to and that is saying a lot dude.
Persephone: I thought it was wonderful. I mean fish hooks through the eyelids? Oh my goodness, I don’t care if Caroline got involved; that sick bastard deserves to be Captain after torturing these losers.
(Jay lies on the ground, in severe pain and more so humiliation as medical quickly comes to check on everyone in the match. All the while, Damon stands on the top rope, striking his pose as the carnage of this match-up fades to black.)
(A commercial is shown for Robert Pattinson’s new movie “Primetime”, featuring Damon Lazarus.)
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(The camera pans back to ringside, where the sixteen feet tall Cage of Death has been lowered. The steel bars of the cage surround the ring, capped off with a barbed wire net. There are explosives set up on all of the turnbuckles, and around the ring at ringside, many weapons are laid out, free for the competitors to use as they please. After getting a good shot of the setup, the camera pans to Bella Braxton.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen… The following contest is the CAGE OF DEATH, scheduled for ONE FALL!!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
Bella Braxton: AND IT IS FOR THE EAW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!!
(‘Ghost Myself’ by DIAMANTE begins to play, bringing out Raven Roberts as she carries a focused expression on her face. There is a mixed reaction from the crowd, one unlike anything she’s received in years. Raven doesn’t pay any attention towards this however, as her focus rests entirely on the cage in front of her, knowing that this is her chance to become World Champion for the first time in six years.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first… From Louisville, Kentucky… Weighing in at 122 pounds… EAW HALL OF FAMER, RAAAAAAAVVVEENNNN RRRRROOOOBBBEEEEERRRTTTSSSS!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Raven Roberts is focused tonight, and to be honest, this might be the most focused she’s been in a long time. We saw what happened on Voltage. I think she has a different mindset heading into this.
Thadd Blazevich: She’s been saying this isn’t personal and that it’s just for the title, but I dunno man. That attack was wild, and it’s bound to get even more wild if it means she becomes a two time World Champ.
Persephone: Well I really hope that doesn’t happen, but since our “Champion” has one arm it’s looking pretty likely.
(Raven makes it down the ramp, and she takes one last look at the cage before stepping inside, and climbing onto the apron before entering the ring.)
(‘The Leaving Song Pt. II’ by AFI follows, and the crowd explodes with cheers as Hans Grayson begins walking out. He wears his World Championship around his waist, and he stares at Raven Roberts from the stage. He tries not to move his bad arm, still suffering the effects from Raven’s attack on it back on Voltage. He looks frustrated given the circumstances, but he doesn’t let this dissuade him as he walks towards the cage.)
Bella Braxton: And her opponent… From Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada… Weighing in at 219 pounds, HE IS THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION, HAAAAAAAAAAANNNSSSSSS GGGGGGRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYSSSOOONNNN!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Here comes the Champion. Persephone isn’t wrong to say he’s going into this with one arm, but to be fair, we already saw how capable he still is with one arm back at Pain for Pride.
Thadd Blazevich: Good point, but this is also his first title defense, and against a very different opponent. This won’t be a simple defense, that’s for sure.
Persephone: When was the last time Hans actually entered a match healthy? Unbelievable that we have a World Champion made of glass.
(Hans makes it to the cage, and he raises his EAW World Championship in front of the fans in the front row, bringing about more cheers. He hands his title to the referee before entering the cage, finally making his way into the ring as he and Raven Roberts stand across from each other.)
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Rich Russillo: AND THE EAW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH IS UNDERWAY!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BOTH ELITISTS RUSH IN- AND HANS IS THE FIRST TO STRIKE AS HE SWINGS!
Rich Russillo: RAVEN DUCKS UNDER IT BEFORE BOUNCING OFF THE ROPES, AND SHE DELIVERS A DROPKICK TO THE LEGS OF HANS! RAVEN WENT LOW TO CATCH HANS OFF GUARD, AND- WAIT A SECOND!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS GOT TO ALL FOURS, AND RAVEN IMMEDIATELY JUMPED UP AND STOMPED ONTO HIS BAD ARM!! Dude, Hans still has a hurt arm thanks to Raven’s attack on Voltage last week, and Raven wasted NO time going after it!
Persephone: Hans gets to rolling out of the ring, but Raven is quick to start running the ropes before FLYING AT HANS WITH A SUICIDE DIVE, SENDING HANS BACK FIRST INTO THE STEEL BARS!! Hans drops to the floor and already Raven is all over him. I guess that’s what happens when you decide you’re going to keep wrestling after breaking your arm not even a year ago.
Rich Russillo: Thing is, we saw Hans in action before this week. We know he was good to go, but Raven changed that herself and now she’s looking to make it worse!
Thadd Blazevich: Raven drags Hans by the arm just as he was getting back up, AND SHE RUNS IN BEFORE PULLING HIS ARM INTO THE RING POST! Hans stumbles off and grabs his arm in pain, but Raven is quick to grab him again, before wrapping it around one of the steel bars of the cage AND SWINGING HANS’ ARM INTO IT!
Persephone: Hans drops to a knee in pain, AND RAVEN SWINGS HIS ARM INTO THE CAGE A SECOND TIME, BEFORE FINALLY LANDING A BOOT TO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD!
Rich Russillo: Hans falls back and tries to pull himself out of this situation, but Raven brings him back down to the floor before wrapping his arm around the cage, ONLY THIS TIME SHE PULLS BACK ON THE ARM, TRAPPING HAND IN A MODIFIED, STEEL BAR ASSISTED VERSION OF THE WING BREAKER AS SHE’S ALREADY TRYING TO TEAR HIS ARM IN HALF!!
Thadd Blazevich: She might do worse than that, bro! Raven could easily full on break his arm right here, just like Drake Armstrong’s goons did back at Road to Redemption- but would she really go that far!?
Persephone: Did you not see what she already did on Sunday? If she has a functioning brain, which isn’t likely given it’s Raven Roberts, YES, SHE WOULD!
Rich Russillo: I don’t think Hans Grayson wants to find out either way! He’s reaching out to try and get his hands on something, BUT RAVEN WRENCHES BACK ON THE HOLD! SHE MIGHT REALLY BE AIMING TO BREAK HIS ARM, KNOWING IT’S PRETTY MUCH BOUND TO GET HER THE CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS SCREAMS OUT IN PAIN, AND REMEMBER, THERE WOULDN’T EVEN BE A POINT IN TAPPING OUT HERE BROS!! FALLS DON’T COUNT OUTSIDE OF THE RING, RAVEN’S PURELY GOING FOR THE ADVANTAGE!
Persephone: Yep, which means Hans pretty much has no choice but to suffer in the submission until either he finds a way out of it, or Raven does something good for once and breaks his arm!
Rich Russillo: Hans reaches out, making one more desperate attempt to grab onto whatever he can find-
Thadd Blazevich: **AND HE’S ABLE TO GET HIS HANDS ON A RAILROAD SPIKE, BEFORE PUSHING HIMSELF UP JUST ENOUGH TO SLAM IT INTO RAVEN’S ARM!!!**
Persephone: YES!!!!!
Rich Russillo: AND WITH THAT, HANS GRAYSON GETS FIRST BLOOD!! Raven lets go of the submission, clutching her arm in pain after a railroad spike was just stabbed into it! Hans pushes himself up on his good arm before grabbing Raven, AND HE RUNS IN, THROWING THE CHALLENGER FACE FIRST INTO THE STEEL BARS!!!
Thadd Blazevich: Raven stumbles, AND HANS FROM BEHIND SHOVES HER FORWARD, SENDING HER CRASHING INTO THE STEEL STEPS!! RAVEN GOES DOWN, AND HANS USES THE OPPORTUNITY TO HOLD ONTO HIS WRECKED ARM, KNOWING THAT RAVEN MIGHTA ALREADY DONE ALL THE DAMAGE SHE NEEDED TO!
Persephone: Hans rolls back into the ring, making his way out to the apron between both sets of steps. It looks like we’re about to see a repeat of Pain for Pride, because somehow Hans is going to have to do this with one arm.
Rich Russillo: That’s right, but if he can do it once I don’t think he’s afraid to do it twice! Raven is finding his way back up, AND NOW HANS RUNS IN AND DIVES-
Thadd Blazevich: BUT RAVEN GRABS A CROWBAR, HITTING HANS GRAYSON IN THE MIDSECTION WITH IT BEFORE BRO COULD HIT WHATEVER HE WAS GOING FOR!! Hans drops to the floor, clutching at his stomach while Raven grabs at the wound in her arm!
Persephone: The fact that weapons are already laid out at ringside is perfect. Don’t have to waste so much time trying to find something good.
Rich Russillo: Your opponents may agree with you, as Raven has that crowbar and is definitely thinking of putting it to use! Hans is using the apron and steps to try to drag himself all the floor, AND RAVEN GIVES HANS A TASTE OF HIS OWN MEDICINE, SLAMMING THE END OF THE CROWBAR INTO HIS ARM WITH SO MUCH FORCE IT BREAKS THE SKIN!! RAVEN JUST STABBED HANS IN THE ARM WITH THE CROWBAR!
Thadd Blazevich: Hans screams out- BUT RAVEN RIPS THE CROWBAR OUT OF HIS ARM, BEFORE BASHING IT AGAINST THE BACK OF HIS HEAD! Raven grabs Hans after this, sending dude back into the ring while he’s still not fully there! Raven has definitely been on the offensive for most of this, and I think it has to do with that attitude she’s had as of late. She’s going all out for this title match, bro.
Persephone: Raven picks up a baseball bat and slides into the ring while Hans stirs, AND SHE RUNS IN AND SWINGS THE BAT AT HANS-
Rich Russillo: BUT HANS DUCKS IT!! Raven missed that shot and I don’t think she expected that one! She turns around- RIGHT INTO A ROUNDHOUSE!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT THIS TIME IT’S RAVEN THAT DUCKS, ***AND SHE SHOVES HANS INTO THE EXPLODING TURNBUCKLES!!!!!***
Rich Russillo: NO!! That was a close call, but Hans was able to stop himself just before he could collide with the turnbuckles and set off the explosives! Raven sees this and charges in, AND HANS USES HIS GOOD ARM TO THROW A BACK ELBOW, BUT RAVEN CAUGHT IT! Raven turns Hans around- BUT IN THE PROCESS HE THROWS ANOTHER ROUNDHOUSE KICK, AND THIS TIME HE’S ABLE TO CONNECT!!
Persephone: Raven stumbles back while falling to a knee, and Hans quickly picks up the baseball bat, BEFORE HITTING RAVEN IN THE MIDSECTION WITH IT! Raven holds her midsection while doubling over, AND HANS WAITS FOR HER TO STAND BACK UP BEFORE DELIVERING A SHOT TO HER HEAD WITH THE BAT!!!
Rich Russillo: Raven is dropped to the mat, holding her head in pain as Hans Grayson has seemingly managed to gain control of this one! Raven is using the ropes to pull herself up, BUT HANS TAKES ADVANTAGE OF THIS, DELIVERING ANOTHER SHOT TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD!!
Thadd Blazevich: Raven goes down, and I think that shot really left a mark! Hans tosses the baseball bat down before quickly backpedaling into the corner furthest from Raven! Hans is holding his hurt arm, but bro is telling Raven to get up, and it looks like bro’s getting all fired up!
Persephone: Raven stumbles back to her feet, AND NOW HANS RUNS IN!
Rich Russillo: **FLAMING PUNCH!!!**
Thadd Blazevich: NO! RAVEN HAS IT SCOUTED, AND SHE HOOKS THE ARM WHILE DUCKING UNDER, TURNING HANS AROUND BEFORE PULLING HIM IN! RAVEN MIGHT BE PULLING BRO IN FOR A CANADIAN DESTROYER!!
Rich Russillo: But Hans is able to throw Raven over his head- causing her to have to change strategies and go for a sunset flip! Hans immediately rolls out of it- AND HE USES THE OPPORTUNITY TO STRIKE WITH A PENALTY KICK- BUT RAVEN DUCKS UNDER AND PULLS HANS INTO A SCHOOL BOY!! Once again she lets Hans get out of it immediately, AND HANS USES THE OPPORTUNITY TO QUICKLY TRY TO STRIKE-
Thadd Blazevich: BUT RAVEN HAS OTHER IDEAS! SHE DUCKS UNDER AND JUMPS OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE, LANDING A SPRINGBOARD ROUNDHOUSE KICK!! The Champ doesn’t even know where she is, and now Raven rushes back to her feet before- OH!!
EAW: # BOOOM!!!!!
Persephone: ***RAVEN SHOVED HANS FACE FIRST INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE, SETTING OFF THE FIRST EXPLOSIVE RIGHT IN HIS FACE!!!***
(Smoke fills the cage of death, seeping out into ringside and the crowd as Hans Grayson falls back first onto the mat. He was fortunate enough to roll out to the apron, but that was as far as he could go. Hans appears lifeless, knocked out by the force of the explosion as the fans are left stunned.)
Rich Russillo: And the first of the explosive turnbuckles have come into play, as Hans Grayson isn’t even moving! Raven just made a huge move, one which I think may have snuffed out the fire of Hans!
Thadd Blazevich: Raven makes her way out to the apron where Hans is, but rather than going after bro right away, she’s analyzing the area and checking what’s around her! She stops, and she’s staring at a bed of nails that’s laid out towards the corner of the cage! Dude, what the hell is she thinking about??
Persephone: I don’t know, but for some reason she’s backing up. What is she doing? Not like she has anywhere to go, meanwhile Hans is finally using the ropes to start trying to drag himself up.
Rich Russillo: I don’t think it’s about trying to escape! IT LOOKS LIKE SHE WAS JUST MAKING DISTANCE!
Thadd Blazevich: RAVEN RUNS IN BEFORE DELIVERING A CANADIAN DESTROYER, ***TAKING HANS OFF OF THE APRON AND HEAD FIRST ONTO THE BED OF NAILS!!!!!!!!!!**”
Persephone: HANS JUST WENT HEAD FIRST INTO A BUNCH OF NAILS!!! Wow. I can’t believe it. Raven Roberts is wrestling… And I don’t hate it.
Rich Russillo: A change of heart?
Persephone: No, I’m just glad to see the bloodshed. I’d still be happier if she died.
Rich Russillo: Well… It seems you’re at least getting your wish with one thing, as those nails stabbed right through Hans’ head. Hans is laid out on the floor, and blood is just starting to pour out of the top of his head.
Thadd Blazevich: Raven gets up before grabbing the bed of nails before sending it back into the ring, and dude, Hans is really in a bad way. Having to use one arm is making his attacks easier for Raven to counter, and we saw the answer to that type of mess at Pain for Pride, but is bro really gonna be forced to fight with a wrecked arm *again*?
Persephone: That’s his fault. Maybe if he didn’t have to be another “FiGhTiNg ChAmPiOn” he wouldn’t be in this situation. Raven drags Hans off the floor while blood is just soaking into his hair, and she sends him back into the ring.
Rich Russillo: It has been all Raven for some time now, and in the shape Hans is in, I hate to say it but I can see this Championship reign coming to a swift end.
Thadd Blazevich: Raven slides into the ring before starting to drag Hans up- AND HANS THROWS A PUNCH AT HER!
Rich Russillo: BUT RAVEN JUST CATCHES IT, BEFORE KNEEING HANS IN THE FACE! Like we said, it’s just not going to work when his attacks are predictable! Raven pulls him up to his feet before going to the corner where the explosive has already detonated, and Raven carefully props Hans up on the top rope! I noticed that Raven slid the bed of nails towards that area of the ring, too. I think it’s safe to say she has some ill intentions!
Thadd Blazevich: Raven is climbing her way up to the middle rope, AND SHE STARTS LANDING CLUBBING BLOWS TO THE BACK! Hans is struggling to fight back right now, and that’s not a good thing, bro. I get he has blood leaking outta his head, but that problem might get a whole lot worse if Raven’s able to do what she’s trying to do right now!
Persephone: Well I want to see it, so hopefully Raven doesn’t screw this up like she usually does! Raven is pulling Hans in, AND SHE’S GOING FOR A SUPERPLEX ONTO THE BED OF NAILS!!!
Rich Russillo: BUT HANS USES HIS GOOD ARM TO PUSH HIMSELF OUT OF RAVEN’S GRASP, BEFORE PULLING HER INTO A HEADBUTT! That seems to have dazed Raven a bit, AND NOW HANS DELIVERS A SECOND HEADBUTT! A THIRD, AND NOW HE STARTS TO JUST DELIVER RAPID HEADBUTTS TO RAVEN, WHO SEEMS MORE THAN CAUGHT OFF GUARD BY THIS TURN OF EVENTS!! HANS IS GETTING THE BETTER OF RAVEN!;
Thadd Blazevich: AND NOW HANS SHOVES RAVEN OFF OF THE TOP ROPE, ***SENDING HER BACK FIRST ONTO THE BED OF NAILS!!!!***
(The crowd explodes with cheers as Raven screams in pain, stuck on the bed of nails after the long fall onto it. Hans looks down on Raven while still on the top rope, and he just shakes his head while holding onto his arm.)
(He takes a moment, thinking about the lengths Raven has taken to try to remove the EAW World Championship from him, even before tonight, knowing that It’s unlike the Raven Roberts he’s seen for the last few years. To him, she’s become desperate, paranoid, and has stooped to lows he thought she was better than.)
(However, part of him understands. He realized at Pain for Pride what fighting to be World Champion can bring out of an Elitist, and for the first time, he’s seeing what it’s like on the other side.)
Persephone: Hans just pulled himself off of the top rope and dropped down to the apron. I think he just thought of something actually interesting.
Rich Russillo: Raven is still trapped on the bed of nails, and now Hans forces his hand onto the top rope, gritting past the pain in his arm just like at Pain for Pride! Hans takes a deep breath…
Thadd Blazevich: **BEFORE SPRINGBOARDING OFF THE TOP ROPE, CONNECTING WITH THE GRAYSON SPLASH WHILE RAVEN IS STILL TRAPPED ON THE BED OF NAILS!!!!!**
Persephone: YES, I LIKE THIS!! IF THOSE NAILS DIDN’T STAB INTO HER BACK BEFORE, THEY DEFINITELY DID NOW!! HANS PULLS HIMSELF OFF OF RAVEN BEFORE STEPPING ON THE END OF THE BED OF NAILS, PULLING RAVEN OFF OF THE BED AS TONS OF NAILS ARE BEING PULLED OUT OF HER BACK!
Rich Russillo: HANS FINALLY MANAGES TO ROLL RAVEN OFF OF THE NOW BLOOD-COVERED BED OF NAILS, AND NOW HANS GOES FOR THE COVER, HOOKING THE LEG!!!
OOOOOONNNNNNEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOO!!!!!
TTTTTTTHHHRRREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Thadd Blazevich: ***BUT RAVEN ROBERTS IS ABLE TO KICK OUT!!!***
Persephone: Huh? How did she even do that?
Rich Russillo: Sheer dedication I’d imagine, but I couldn’t possibly tell you whether or not that’s actually worth it. Hans has rolled himself out of the ring, not too thrilled about the fact that Raven was able to kick out, and it seems he’s looking for another weapon to make up for that fact.
Thadd Blazevich: Fair enough, but does bro even need any other weapons at this point? I mean, look at Raven. How does anyone have the will to keep fighting after having puncture wounds left all over their back?
Persephone: Well she’s alive, so that’s more than enough reason to get a weapon if you ask me.
Rich Russillo: Hans picks up a roll of barbed wire and sends it into the ring, but he doesn’t stop there! He actually walks towards the steel steps, and he starts dragging up the top half, struggling thanks to his hurt arm! He pushes it up onto the apron though, sending it back into the ring as he’s just filling up the entire ring!
Thadd Blazevich: Raven is beginning to somehow stir, but look at her back, dude. I think she’s genuinely lucky she didn’t get a serious injury with that bed of nails. If she was pushed too far, she coulda even been paralyzed.
Persephone: And I would’ve been perfectly fine with that! Unfortunately Raven is able to grab the ropes and start dragging herself up, which means-
(*CRASH!*)
Rich Russillo: AND HANS GRAYSON SMASHES A LIGHT TUBE INTO THE SIDE OF RAVEN’S HEAD!!!
Thadd Blazevich: RAVEN STARTS TO FALL FORWARD- BUT HANS JUST PUSHES HER BACK UP BEFORE LANDING A SLASH ACROSS THE FACE OF RAVEN USING THE BROKEN END OF THE LIGHT TUBE!!
Persephone: Raven stumbles and turns around- AND HANS GRABS RAVEN BEFORE LANDING STABS TO THE BACK!! HE STABS HER OVER AND OVER!
Rich Russillo: AND NOW HANS TURNS HER AROUND, PULLING RAVEN INTO A HEADLOCK WITH HIS GOOD ARM! HANS RUNS FORWARD, *BEFORE DROPPING RAVEN FACE FIRST WITH A BULLDOG INTO THE STEEL STEPS!!!!*
Thadd Blazevich: And this is it, bros! Hans has taken firm control of this one, and it’s looking like it might be a bad night for the Hall of Famer! Hans grabs his arm before pulling himself back up, AND HE’S NOT EVEN HESITATING TO DRAG RAVEN BACK UP! HE PULLS RAVEN IN, TO FINISH HER WITH THE SAME MOVE THAT FINISHED DRAKE ARMSTRONG AT PAIN FOR PRIDE!!!
Persephone: # IMPERIAL FLAME!!!!
Rich Russillo: NO!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: RAVEN ROBERTS LANDS A LOW BLOW ON HANS GRAYSON!!! SHE JUST SENT A KICK RIGHT INTO THE NETHER REGIONS, AND DUDE, THAT’S THE SAME THING WE SAW BACK ON SUNDAY, WHEN HANS TRIED TO HIT THE BURNING SHOT LARIAT!!
Persephone: Well anything goes in a match like this, so it’s not like she’s cheating or anything.
Rich Russillo: Hans stumbles as Raven is still barely even able to stand- BUT SHE’S ABLE TO STAY ON HER FEET LONG ENOUGH TO SHOVE HER THUMBS INTO HANS’ EYES!!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS CAN’T SEE!! BRO’S JUST BEEN BLINDED BY RAVEN, WHO SHOVES HANS BACKWARDS INTO THE ROPES AND CAUSES HIM TO REBOUND OFF OF THEM-
Persephone: ***RIGHT INTO A HUNTRESS BOMB ONTO THE STEEL STEPS!!!***
Rich Russillo: OH NO!!!! THAT HAD TO DO SOME SERIOUS DAMAGE TO THE BACK OF THE CHAMPION, AND NOW JUST LOOK AT RAVEN ROBERTS! SHE SHOVES HANS OFF OF THE STEPS, AND SHE HOOKS THE LEGS FOR THE COVER, BEING SURE TO PIN DOWN THE HURT ARM!!
OOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTTTWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTTHHHHRRREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT HANS GRAYSON STAYS IN IT!!! HANS IS ABLE TO KICK OUT!!
Rich Russillo: Raven leans up off of Hans, and I think she might be a bit surprised to see that kick out!
Thadd Blazevich: Not just surprised. Frustrated. Raven pushes herself up before dragging Hans’ arm onto… Oh no, dude.
Persephone: “Oh no”? This is PERFECT! Raven just pulled Hans’ bad arm onto the bed of nails, AND NOW SHE JUST AGGRESSIVELY **STOMPS** ON IT!!! Look at Hans rolling around in pain! He ended up pulling his own arm out from the bed of nails out of shock, and I didn’t think Hans’ arm could even get any worse after everything Drake already did to him, so I’m calling this a pleasant surprise!
Rich Russillo: Hans drops back down onto the mat, still in pain after everything he’s suffered from, and now Raven takes the barbed wire! She grits through the pain of having her hands shredded by the barbed wire- AS SHE JUST PULLS IT ONTO HER BOOT! Raven just covered her boot with barbed wire, and I don’t think we’re gonna want to see what that’s for!
Thadd Blazevich: Hans Grayson is slowly starting to find his way back up, but dude, you really might wanna stay down!
Persephone: RAVEN RUNS IN!
Rich Russillo: ***FOR A BARBED WIRE ASSISTED TALON!!!***
EAW: # THUD!
Rich Russillo: :krabs:
Thadd Blazevich: BRO!!! HANS GRAYSON WAS ABLE TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY LAST SECOND, AND **RAVEN JUST LANDED BACK FIRST ONTO THE STEPS!!!!!!**
Persephone: HAHAHAHA!! RAVEN ALREADY HAD A HUNDRED HOLES IN HER BACK, NOW LOOK! She’s gonna be lucky if she’s even walking when this match is over!
Rich Russillo: Well I think walking should be the least of Raven’s concerns at the moment! Hans is still in pain thanks to his arm, but he’s on his feet and I don’t think he has any intentions of letting Raven recover so easily!
Persephone: Hans drags Raven back to her feet using his good arm before pulling her in, AND HE USES ALL HIS POWER TO THROW HER INTO ONE OF THE UNUSED TURNBUCKLES!!!!!
EAW: # BOOOOOM!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: THE SECOND EXPLOSIVE GOES OFF, AND THE FORCE OF THIS ONE CAUSES RAVEN TO FALL OVER THE TOP ROPE!! RAVEN LANDS HARD ON THE APRON, BEFORE TUMBLING DOWN TO RINGSIDE AS HANS DROPS TO A KNEE!
Thadd Blazevich: Hans is still fatigued and I don’t blame bro, but… Dude, look at Raven! I guess that was some payback for earlier, as Raven just took an explosion to the face just like Hans did! That one mighta been even more brutal than the one Hans took though, ‘cause the angle of that throw caused her to be sent over the top and take that nasty fall. Raven is out, and bro, it all might be over from here.
Persephone: Good. I don’t need to be threatened with another Raven Roberts World Championship reign.
Rich Russillo: Hans drops to the mat and slowly rolls himself out of the ring. He goes right back to grabbing his arm, but he slowly starts making his way over towards Raven. He stops for a moment, and he actually starts analyzing the ringside area around him, checking the various weapons still left for them to use.
Thadd Blazevich: Hans picks up a barbed wire wrapped 2×4, and he sets it down onto the apron before starting to drag Raven back up!
Persephone: Ugh, he’s all slow and lethargic about it too. Guess that’s what happens when you’re down an arm.
Rich Russillo: He’s still fighting in spite of that though, as he pulls Raven up-
Thadd Blazevich: BUT LOOK!!!
Rich Russillo: WOAH!!! RAVEN WAS ABLE TO PULL A **CINDER BLOCK** OUT, TURNING AND SWINGING IT AT HANS GRAYSON’S HEAD!!! THAT WASN’T ON THE FLOOR WITH THE REST OF THE WEAPONS!! RAVEN PULLED THAT CINDER BLOCK OUT FROM UNDER THE RING, AND SHE TOOK ADVANTAGE OF HANS DRAGGING HER UP SO SHE CAN HIT HIM RIGHT IN THE HEAD WITH IT!!
Thadd Blazevich: Hans goes down, and Raven immediately drops the cinder block before falling back, holding onto the apron just to keep herself up!
Persephone: Raven slowly powers Hans back up, and now she pulls his bad arm up to the bottom and middle ropes before tying his arm in them. She’s too damaged to even get both arms up, but it seems like that’s good enough for her.
Rich Russillo: Seems like it, AS SHE PICKS UP THE BARBED WIRE 2X4 BEFORE HITTING HANS RIGHT IN THE SHOULDER WITH IT!! Hans screams in pain, AND RAVEN JUST SLAMS THE 2X4 INTO HIS ARM!! SHE DOES IT AGAIN, AND AGAIN, AND THE BARBED WIRE JUST KEEPS DIGGING INTO HIS ARM!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS TRIES TO STOP HER- BUT RAVEN JUST FOLLOWS WITH A SHOT TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD!
Rich Russillo: Raven finally tosses the barbed wire 2×4 into the ring, and she immediately starts grabbing at her back, clearly struggling after landing on both the bed of nails and the steel steps!
Thadd Blazevich: Raven uses the apron to pull herself back towards Hans, AND SHE JUST PUNCHES HIM IN THE JAW! Come on man, that definitely felt like a personal shot. Raven frees Hans from the ropes, and she starts shoving him back up, trying to make him stand! She pushes him back, BEFORE GOING FOR THE FACELIFT!!!
Persephone: BUT IT DOESN’T CONNECT, AS HANS JUST COLLAPSED TO HIS KNEES!!
Rich Russillo: HANS LEGS GAVE OUT ON HIM! HE’S BEEN THROUGH TOO MUCH DAMAGE TO KEEP PUSHING THROUGH, BUT THAT FACT MAY HAVE JUST SAVED HIM!
Thadd Blazevich: More like bought him some time! Raven is just looking down at him, and I don’t think she plans on suddenly being merciful now. She’s going after him trying to drag him up- BUT HANS GRABS ONTO RAVEN, PULLING HER AND FALLING BACKWARDS!
Persephone: AND RAVEN IS SENT FACE FIRST INTO THE CAGE BARS WITH A REVERSE STO!!
(Both Raven and Hans collapse after this as Raven covers her face, and the fans in attendance loudly cheer. Hans and Raven at this point are both filled with exhaustion. Blood is covering their faces, as well as burns thanks to the explosions from the turnbuckles. Both of them aren’t even able to move without feeling pain, and for a while they just remain on the ringside floor.)
Rich Russillo: This match has more than taken its toll at this point. Both Elitists are spent, as they have just been killing each other!
Thadd Blazevich: Well, it’s not gonna end until someone’s able to get back in the ring and finish this!
Persephone: Thankfully, it looks like they’re finally both showing signs of life. I like matches like this, but there’s no fun if they’re both just sleeping all night.
Rich Russillo: Raven and Hans both pull themselves to the apron, dragging themselves onto it before slowly getting back in the ring. They didn’t even bother attacking each other in the meantime. They’re both so spent their only goal was to make it back into the ring at all.
(Once in the ring, Hans and Raven slowly push themselves back to their knees. It is taking everything in them just to do that much at this point, but none of the pain they’re feeling is enough to dim the tension within the ring as the two Elitists stare at each other, knowing that they’re both just inches away from leaving Bloodsport as Champion.)
Rich Russillo: Raven slowly drags herself closer to Hans, BEFORE CATCHING HIM WITH A PUNCH TO THE JAW! I don’t even think Hans had enough in him to counter that at this point. He was forced to just take that shot, and it nearly dropped him!
Thadd Blazevich: He uses his good arm to push himself back up though, AND HE RESPONDS WITH A HEADBUTT!!
Rich Russillo: This time Raven nearly falls following that vicious headbutt, BUT SHE GRABS HANS, PULLING HIM IN FOR A FOREARM SMASH!
Thadd Blazevich: Hans was rocked by that one, BUT HE THROWS A PUNCH AT RAVEN-
Persephone: AND RAVEN BLOCKS IT, BEFORE HITTING HANS WITH ANOTHER FOREARM! Hans doesn’t have many options with only one arm, he’s too easy to predict. Getting into a strike exchange is literally the dumbest thing he can do right now.
Rich Russillo: Raven seems to be taking advantage of that! She lands a second forearm, and now she just gets to pummeling the Champion, landing blow after blow as she just breaks Hans down with every strike! Raven keeps laying into Hans with the forearms-
Thadd Blazevich: UNTIL HANS LANDS A SECOND HEADBUTT, FOLLOWED BY AN ELBOW TO DROP RAVEN! RAVEN FALLS BACK!
Persephone: AND RAVEN USES THE OPPORTUNITY TO KICK HANS IN THE FACE, **USING THE BARBED WIRE COVERED BOOT!!!**
Rich Russillo: AND ONCE AGAIN NEITHER ELITIST IS ABLE TO CAPITALIZE, AS RAVEN WAS ABLE TO MAKE SUCH A GREAT LAST SECOND MOVE!! This really is coming down to the wire, as both of these competitors are doing anything and everything they possibly can to put each other down! They’re once again both laid out, this time on the mat right next to the steps, the bed of nails, and the various other weapons they’ve brought into the ring tonight!
Thadd Blazevich: Raven turns to grab onto the ropes to pull herself up- but wait a second! Hans grabbed onto the barbed wire wrapped around her boot! I think bro’s making sure he doesn’t have to feel that kick a second time!
Persephone: He starts pulling the barbed wire off- BUT RAVEN GRABS ONTO THE 2X4 SHE THREW INTO THE RING, SWINGING IT AT HANS’ HEAD!
Rich Russillo: HANS LEANS BACK AND AVOIDS IT, DRAGGING THE BARBED WIRE OFF OF RAVEN’S FOOT AT THE SAME TIME! HANS TURNS AFTER THIS AND PICKS UP THAT BASEBALL BAT FROM EARLIER- AND HE JUST THROWS IT AT RAVEN’S FOREHEAD!
Thadd Blazevich: RAVEN FALLS BACK, AND HANS PUSHES HIMSELF FORWARD BEFORE PRESSING THE BARBED WIRE AGAINST HER THROAT!! IT’S GETTING TO THAT POINT BRO! BOTH COMPETITORS ARE DIGGING DEEP!
Persephone: AND RAVEN ISN’T ABOUT TO LET HERSELF GET CHOKED OUT! SHE GRABS THE REMAINING BARBED WIRE, BEFORE QUICKLY WRAPPING IT AROUND HANS’ BAD ARM AND PULLING ON IT!! HE HAS A TON OF HOLES IN HIS ARM FROM THE BED OF NAILS, AND NOW THE BARBED WIRE IS DIGGING INTO THEM!
Rich Russillo: HANS SCREAMS AND SLIGHTLY RELENTS ON THE CHOKE- AND RAVEN USES THE OPPORTUNITY TO ONCE AGAIN GOUGE AT HIS EYES!!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS IS BEING FORCED TO GIVE UP ON THE CHOKE, AND THIS JUST ALLOWS RAVEN TO LAND A KICK TO THE MIDSECTION! Hans falls back, and Raven pushes herself up before sending Hans into the corner where one of the explosives already went off! Raven slams his head off the top turnbuckle, before heading out to the apron and beginning to drag herself to the top rope! Uh, bros… What is Raven planning?
Persephone: Hopefully something not-useless. She’s pulled herself to the top rope, and if I had to guess, or at least hope… I think she wants an avalanche Canadian destroyer onto the bed of nails!
Rich Russillo: Oh God… Believe it or not I think Persephone might be right on the mark! Raven is dragging Hans up to the middle rope while she’s up top! Raven, come on! Don’t do this, Hans might not even be able to make it out of this match if you do!
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, I don’t think she cares! She wants the title, SO SHE’S GOING FOR IT!!!!
Persephone: BUT HANS!!! HANS STARTS GOUGING AT RAVEN’S EYE!!!!
Rich Russillo: HANS STARTS FIGHTING FIRE WITH FIRE, AND NOW HE PULLS RAVEN INTO ANOTHER HEADBUTT! RAVEN WAS CAUGHT BY SURPRISE THERE, AND HANS MAY HAVE JUST SAVED HIMSELF FROM A CAREER, IF NOT LIFE THREATENING FATE!!!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS PUNCHES RAVEN IN THE JAW, ROCKING HER, AND NOW HE SLOWLY TURNS HIMSELF AROUND, BEFORE GRABBING ONTO HER ARMS!!!
Rich Russillo: HANS JUMPS OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE!!
Thadd Blazevich: # FOR AN AVALANCHE IMPERIAL FLAME!!!!
Persephone: # ONTO THE BED OF NAILS!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: OH MY GOD!!!!! RAVEN JUST LANDED ONTO THE BED OF NAILS!!!! HANS WAS ABLE TO TURN THIS INTO HIS FAVOR, BUT LOOK WHAT HE’S DONE TO RAVEN!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: I DON’T THINK HANS HAS TIME TO THINK ABOUT IT, BRO!!! THAT WAS HIS ONE OPPORTUNITY AND HE TOOK IT, AND NOW HE’S USING WHAT LITTLE HE HAS LEFT TO RIP RAVEN OFF OF THE BED OF NAILS!
Rich Russillo: BEFORE FALLING ONTO RAVEN FOR THE COVER, PUTTING AN END TO THE CAGE OF DEATH!!!!
OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTTTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner…. AAAANNDDDD SSTIIILLLLL YOUR EAW WORLD CHAMPION, HAAAAANNNSSS GGRRRAAAYYYYSSOOONNNN!!!!!!!!
(‘The Leaving Song Pt. II’ begins to play once more, and Hans can barely even roll off of Raven, only doing so in order to clutch onto his arm, which he was forced to once again put to use. Raven Roberts isn’t moving whatsoever, as the side of her head went right into the nails due to Hans’ inability to hold her properly with his bad arm. Another referee quickly opens up the cage, having retrieved Hans’ Championship and planning to bring it to him.)
Rich Russillo: HANS GRAYSON RETAINS HIS CHAMPIONSHIP! Hans makes it through his first title defense, but if there was ever a time for the phrase “down to the wire”, it’s now! Hans BARELY made it out of this one with the gold, as Raven truly pushed him about as far as possible.
Thadd Blazevich: I know, bro. Honestly, I think Hans just won because he found that insane opening. That was the definition of make or break, and at the end there bro nearly stabbed Raven’s eyes out with that bed of nails! Caution was thrown to the wind, and thanks to that Hans made it outta Bloodsport as Champ!
(The referee enters the ring, handing Hans his World Championship as he slowly sits up. Hans and Raven both have their faces just covered with even more blood than before, with various cuts, wounds and more slightly visible beneath the blood. Hans’ arm is also wrecked, torn apart both by the bed of nails and the barned wire, and a similar fate met Raven’s back and the side of her head, as by now, the mat is stained with the blood of both competitors.)
Persephone: I’m glad Raven Roberts isn’t Champion… But that means the one-armed boy scout is still Champion. I don’t know what to think about this. Whatever, at least there was enough blood and murder attempts to make this interesting.
Rich Russillo: I think tonight has proved that Hans Grayson has what it takes to keep that Championship around his waist. Thing is, it wasn’t easy, and it won’t get any easier. Hans is going to have a target on his back for as long as he holds that title. Hopefully, he’s able to stand his ground just like he did tonight.
(Hans slowly rolls out of the ring, immediately grabbing onto the cage bars to keep himself up. He limps out of the cage, but by the time he does, Raven has managed to stir, just enough to look at him. Initially, she has a look that shows a mix of frustration and disappointment. She’s upset knowing that after everything she did, she wasn’t able to win the Championship. However, after a brief moment, a look of determination washes over her face, staring directly at the Champion as he celebrates his victory.)
(With this final shot of Hans weakly holding up his Championship, Bloodsport comes to a close.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
