NIGHT ONE
(EAW Intro Begins)
(The camera pans on a brisk, warm Saturday Morning. The scene then floats over Ole Miss University and College Gameday. The opposing coach and visiting team are front and center, we can hear a familiar voice of a coach.)
Narrator: Alright, everybody, bring it in! We’ve got a big weekend ahead of us, and I hope you ARE ready because EAW is bringing the heat to Oxford, Mississippi! Tonight, and tomorrow night, we are talking about championship gold, personal rivalries, brand supremacy, and some of the biggest matches of the entire season! This is Territorial Invasion, and there isn’t a single competitor on this card who can afford to take their foot off the gas! So grab your jerseys, raise those banners, and get ready for two nights of absolute chaos! Let’s take a look at the lineup!
(The players look intense; they know what is on the line as the coach walks through the plan and starts showing off the different schemes. Different matches start to show up on the screen as the players take notes.)
Narrator: We have a championship showdown as Anna Wautier defends the New Breed Championship against Wynter Kurayami! Then, four hungry competitors in Yasmina, Airi Miyamune, Sofia Drakos, and Circe climb the ladder for a future title opportunity! Selina Reyes, Delaney Rhodes, and Grace De Luca are fighting for a shot at the Specialists Championship!
(The players nod, they start to get excited as the coach continues to speak his gameplan.)
Narrator: Diamond Dixon and Cosmo Goldworthy are battling in Hardcore Warfare for a shot at the Hardcore Championship! NICK takes on David Gideon Smith, and seven competitors in Reylin Aloali’i, Igon Mordren, Sayuri Himura, Rei Orobo, Winona Hendrickson, Tafae Toa, and Diego Montana all fight for a shot at the New Breed Championship!
(The players get even more and more pumped up as he then points at the board, writing down the next formation.)
Narrator: Three teams, three brands, and one battle for supremacy! When the dust settles, only one team will be able to claim victory! Voltages Carmen Sánchez, Cynthia Valice & Avril Williams vs. Dynasty’s AKIZA, Yanni Killbrew & TFK vs. Showdown’s Clayton Golde, Artemis & Adonis Jones!
Narrator: Go on the hard side, hit the sweep as Cody Maverick and Donovan Duke are going to settle things with El Duque as the special guest referee, while Harper Lee takes on Kassidy Heart in a matchup that could steal the show! And don’t forget King Sulyvahn IV, Venus de Martin, Haruka Kashimashi, Jamie Valdez, and Kendall Von battling for a unique opportunity for Dynasty! Five competitors, one chance to change everything!
(The players look at one another, they know the challenge sitting in front of them tonight.)
Narrator: Now, if you thought one night was enough, it was not! Because we have something big, go for the blitz as We’ve got three massive team battles that will put brand pride and supremacy on the line! Voltages Raven Roberts, ARIA, Candice Blair, Ashlynn Quinn & Eris Morti vs. Showdown’s Halsey Neel, Mia Santoro, Rex McAllister, Akari Kiyoko & KELIN vs. Dynasty’s Effy McAvoy, Chris Elite, Daryl Kinkade, Brianna Hill & KASAI
(The players start to get hyped up.)
Narrator: We have one of the best defenses in the league, so get on the strong side and cut off the run, because also we got Kai Rabeaux defending the Hardcore Championship against Miku Sakai, with Kiko Sakai in her corner! And Bronson Daniels, Drake Armstrong, and Daniella Atlas are going head-to-head for a shot at the EAW Championship! And that’s just the beginning! Bea Valentine puts the Answers World Championship on the line against Impact! That’s a whole lot of championship gold up for grabs!
(The players stand up in excitement.)
Narrator: The weak side gets blocked, and then we cut the pass, they love to throw at the Tight End! Just like Hans Grayson puts the EAW Championship on the line against Jay Jerry Johnson, while Milli Banks and Joso collide in a Lumberjack Match! La Farmacia Sexual defend the Unified Tag Team Championships against CATACLYSM, with Silas Mason in their corner, in the Poon Palace Brawl!
Narrator: The safety blitz on the edge! As Jake Smith and Caroline finally face off in a match where the message is simple: It Ends Tonight! Then, we’ve got Minerva defending the Universal Women’s Championship against Veena Adams in The Dollhouse! A champion, a former Answers World Champion, and a whole lot of personal history!
(The players start to scream; they are ready to run out onto the field and play.)
Narrator: WE MAKE OUR STOP! WE HOLD THEM NOW! For in our World Heavyweight Championship showdown, Drake King defends against Michael Machina! Two competitors, one championship, and everything on the line! And finally…. WAR GAMES! Voltages Damon Lazarus, Auburn Ware & Saori Aizen vs. Dynasty’s BRAE, Cy Henderson & Kirk Redwood vs. Showdown’s Pandora Paisley, Jon Kelton & Damien Kutcher! Three teams. Two rings. One steel-enclosed battlefield! War Games is where alliances are tested, rivalries explode, and survival becomes the name of the game!
(The coach brings all of his player in.)
NARRATOR: FINAL HUDDLE! Alright, team, here’s what it comes down to! Two nights of action. Championships on the line. Personal rivalries reach their breaking points. And three massive battles for brand supremacy! Every competitor has a reason to fight. Every championship has a target on its back. And every team has something to prove! So whether you’re here for the gold, the glory, or the opportunity to settle a score, there’s only one place you need to be!
(The players are ready to take the field.)
Narrator: Because tonight and tomorrow night, Biloxi, Mississippi becomes the battleground for the entire EAW universe! THIS IS TERRITORIAL INVASION 2026! LET’S GET THIS GAME STARTED!
(The players scream and run out of the locker room as the coach smiles and follows them out as the scene fades.)
???: AND NOW… RESIDENT EVIL, PAPA JOHN’S AND THE EAW PRESENT THE 2026 TERRITORIAL INVASION!
(The fireworks go off at the Vaught-Hemingway Stadium in Oxford, Mississippi as the sold-out crowd is on their feet. “Die For You” by From Ashes To New plays throughout the stadium as the excitement can be felt in the air. The Camera pans down to the announce crew of Deadprez, Sienna Swann, and Gavin Kirkland.)
Deadprez: WE ARE AT TERRITORIAL INVASION 2026! WHAT A NIGHT WE HAVE AS I AM DEADPREZ, ACCOMPANIED BY THE LOVELY SIENNA SWANN, AND GAVIN KIKRLAND! WE REPRESENT SHOWDOWN! WE ARE ALSO JOINED BY DYNASTY’S STEW-O, FLANNERY MCCOY, AND JAKE MERCER! ALONG WITH VOLTAGE’S RICH RUSSILLO, PERSEPHONE AND THADD BLAZEVICH! WE ARE GETTING HOT TONIGHT IN OXFORD MISSISSIPPI!
Sienna Swann: WHAT AN INCREDIBLE SOLD-OUT CROWD, SWEETIE! WE HAVE WORLD CHAMPIONSHIPS ON THE LINE, THE TRADITIONAL BRAND WARFARE! DIVIDE AND CONQUER! WAR GAMES AND SO MUCH MORE! THIS IS MY FIRST TERRITORIAL INVASION AND I AM EXCITED!
Gavin Kirkland: I AM EXCITED TOO STANDING NEXT TO SIENNA SWANN! BUT WHY WAIT! WITH LUMBERJACK MATCHES, IT ENDS TONIGHT AND ALL KINDS OF OTHER GRUDGES, WHY DON’T WE KICK IT OFF IN A HUGE WAY! LET’S GOOOOO GINA ROMANO!
(The crowd goes crazy when the first graphic of the opening match comes up.)
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Gina Romano: THE OPENING CONTEST OF TERRITORIAL INVASION IS FOR THE ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!!
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(‘Sections’ by The Roots plays as Karl Impact makes his way toward the ring, dressed in full black with subtle red accents throughout, moving with that composed and weighted seriousness that communicates exactly how much this match means to the Quintessential Champion.)
Gavin Kirkland: There is no question about what this match represents to Karl Impact, and tonight he arrives here with the singular intention of becoming an #11Timez and leaving no room for any further conversation about the current state of his career!
Sienna Swann: I have my doubts, sweetie, because Bea Valentine needs to retain this championship and we are thoroughly exhausted of watching veterans running rampant on this brand. And I want to be absolutely clear that I am not exclusively referring to Impact when I say that.
Deadprez: This is bound to be a genuinely legendary contest between two competitors who have both staked everything on this match. Impact has set his sights on making history, and Bea Valentine is going to need every resource available to her to protect the prize she has built her legacy around.
(Karl arrives at ringside and removes his jacket before “Gloria” by the London Symphony Orchestra hits. Bea Valentine strides out in her full white attire with subtle gold accents, the Answers World Championship secured around her waist with Cornelius following close behind. Before she descends the ramp, Cornelius gives his champion one final nod as a gesture of conviction before stepping back and leaving her at the stage to make her entrance alone. Bea marches toward the ring with the focused confidence of someone who has been here before and intends to leave the same way she arrived.)
Sienna Swann: Whatever anyone has to say about this match, the champion arrived looking like a champion and that matters.
Gavin Kirkland: The champion is here! Bea Valentine is making her way toward what promises to be an extraordinary main event tonight as the Quintessential Champion waits! Which of these two storied competitors will leave here with that championship raised above them when it is all over?! The Quintessential Champion or the Eternal Champion?!
Deadprez: Bea Valentine has been making her position abundantly clear throughout this entire build. Regardless of what Impact says about her career and her drawing power, she intends to answer every word of it tonight by doing what she does best and adding another definitive chapter to her Answers World Championship reign.
(Once both competitors are inside the ring, the spotlights converge on them for a prolonged moment that underscores the significance of what is about to unfold. The camera then moves to Gina Romano standing at the centre of the ring with her characteristic bright smile.)
Gina Romano: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL AND IS FOR THE EAW ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!
(The crowd responds loudly. The camera slowly pans to Impact. The reaction is a genuine mixture of boos and cheers, the boos running slightly louder given the nature of what he has been saying throughout the build, though the respect for a legend of his calibre keeps the cheers present and real.)
Gina Romano: INTRODUCING FIRST!… THE CHALLENGER!… FROM SEATTLE, WASHINGTON!… WEIGHING IN AT 228 POUNDS!… THE QUINTESSENTIAL CHAMPION!… THE EAW HALL OF FAMER!… IMPACTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Karl extends both arms outward, not offering any sign of a smile, holding that composed and commanding expression on his face before stepping back to his corner and fixing his gaze on Bea from across the ring.)
Gina Romano: AND NOW!… INTRODUCING THE CHAMPION!… HAILING FROM BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTS!… WEIGHING IN AT 143 POUNDS!… SHE IS THE EAW ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPION!… THE ETERNAL CHAMPION!… BEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!… VALENTINEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
(Bea lifts the championship above her head the moment it comes off her waist, staring directly back at Karl Impact who offers absolutely nothing in return. The lights return to normal as the referee moves to the centre of the ring, receives the title, and raises it for the crowd to acknowledge before stepping back.)
(Referee completes the final checks with both competitors, confirms their readiness, steps back to the appropriate position and calls for the opening bell.)
(DING DING DING!)
Gavin Kirkland: Both competitors have had their blood boiling for this moment for weeks and BEA RUSHES IN LOOKING FOR A CLOTHESLINE AT THE CORNER RIGHT FROM THE OPENING SECONDS! But Impact reads it, sidesteps cleanly, and IMMEDIATELY SPINS HER AROUND INTO A TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER THAT ESTABLISHES THE EARLY TONE OF THIS MATCH IN THE MOST EMPHATIC WAY POSSIBLE!
Sienna Swann: Not the start we needed from the champion, sweetie. Getting put through that inside the first minute by the old man is not the statement a reigning world champion wants to be making. Get up, Bea. Show him what you are actually capable of!
Deadprez: Valentine rolls through the ropes and out to the floor trying to collect herself, but Impact is right behind her and immediately delivers a blistering Knife Edge Chop across her chest that sends Valentine reeling back into the front row barricade!
Gavin Kirkland: But Bea is a fighting champion through and through and fires back with a right forearm directly into Impact’s face despite the pain coursing through her! Impact responds by seizing her by the throat and SLAMMING her spine first into the barricade with authority! The challenger is making his physical presence felt in every single exchange out here!
Deadprez: Bea was trying to reassert herself, but Impact comes charging through and CLOTHESLINES her over the barricade, nearly sending her completely over into the front row crowd who are witnessing this at uncomfortably close range! The referee is doing everything possible to call both competitors back inside the ring while simultaneously having zero control over any of it!
Sienna Swann: Valentine has been dragged through an absolute gauntlet since the opening bell, sweetie, and Impact is taking dead aim at her right now! He is taking his distance and measuring her while she deals with the wound she is carrying! WATCH OUT BEA! HE IS COMING STRAIGHT FOR YOU!
Gavin Kirkland: DROPKICK TO THE LEG FROM VALENTINE SENDS IMPACT STUMBLING AND CRASHING FACE FIRST INTO THE EDGE OF THE BARRICADE! THE OXFORD CROWD COMES ALIVE, AND THE CHAMPION IS BRINGING THE FIGHT BACK TO THE CHALLENGER! Bea is now raining down a handful of heavy clubbing blows the moment Impact hits the floor, refusing to let him reset!
Deadprez: Karl absorbs each shot and stumbles from the sustained right hands landing in succession, eventually working his way back inside the ring. Valentine hauls herself back into this match, pulls Karl back onto his feet, and whips him hard into the corner before following through immediately!
Gavin Kirkland: Valentine comes charging in looking for the clothesline but Impact gets the right elbow up just in time and deflects the approach! Impact creates space and turns on her with a BLISTERING Knife Edge Chop that rattles Bea Valentine all over again! Karl is not remotely finished and delivers ANOTHER thunderous chop across her chest that leaves her propped up and vulnerable!
Sienna Swann: AND THERE IS MORE COMING! KARL IS MAKING HER PAY FOR EVERY SECOND OF THIS RIVALRY RIGHT NOW!
(CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP!)
(…)
Sienna Swann: BUT VALENTINE IS NOT BACKING DOWN! NOT ONE SINGLE STEP! THAT IS PRECISELY WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT, SWEETIE! THAT IS THE WORLD CHAMPION STANDING HER GROUND!
Gavin Kirkland: Valentine drops into a boxing stance, and now she is taking the fight directly to Karl! Look at her go! Throwing a right hook followed by a left jab from the right side and slowly grinding Impact backward toward the corner with every landed shot!
Deadprez: Each stiff body shot finds the accumulated wear on Karl’s body built up over a career spanning decades in this company, and you can see every one of them registering as he gets worn down toward the corner inch by inch!
Sienna Swann: Valentine has Karl backed against the ropes and seizes the wrist, sends him flying across before hitting the ropes herself on the rebound— TAKES IMPACT DOWN WITH THE SLINGBLADE AND THE QUINTESSENTIAL CHAMPION HITS THE CANVAS! NOW THAT IS A GENUINE MOMENTUM SHIFT, SWEETIE!
Gavin Kirkland: Karl tumbles through the ropes to the outside yet again, stumbling back to his feet after absorbing everything that has come his way in this sequence! Bea is absolutely on fire right now and the champion is already sprinting off the ropes! Karl, get your guard up! Watch yourself out there!
(CRASH!)
Deadprez: SUICIDE DIVE FROM THE ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPION CRASHES DOWN ON KARL IMPACT AND LEAVING HIM COMPLETELY SPRAWLED ON THE FLOOR! BEA VALENTINE HAS PRODUCED AN EMPHATIC AND POWERFUL SHOWING IN THIS MATCH FROM THE MOMENT SHE FOUND HER FOOTING AND THIS CROWD IS RESPONDING TO EVERY SINGLE SECOND OF IT!
Sienna Swann: She is taking every single message Karl has delivered tonight as a deeply personal challenge and she is responding with everything she has to prove that she is not merely a competent champion but a genuinely extraordinary one. Despite the brutal crash into that barricade, Karl is somehow still trying to find his footing and get himself back upright, sweetie!
Gavin Kirkland: Bea reads that as a clear signal to pile on further damage before he can recover! Valentine slides back inside the ring and hits the ropes, the champion building full momentum and heading back out toward Impact!
Deadprez: Bea was looking for the Suicide Dive again but Karl has the guard up this time and reads the trajectory! He catches her on the way through and hoists her immediately onto his right shoulder!
(THUD!)
Deadprez: AND VALENTINE GETS LAUNCHED FACE FIRST INTO THE STEEL POST WITH A LAWN DART THROW OF DEVASTATING PRECISION! THE CHAMPION GOES FACE FIRST INTO THE STEEL AND CRUMPLES TO THE GROUND!
Sienna Swann: That’s an absolutely sickening sound, sweetie!
Gavin Kirkland: The match has to continue despite that deeply alarming spot at ringside, with the referee trying to get both competitors back inside! Karl gets a firm handful of Bea’s hair and hauls her up onto the apron with no particular gentleness involved in the process!
Deadprez: Karl hits the ropes and slowly drags Bea over and across!— SUPLEX OVER THE ROPES BRINGS HER CRASHING DOWN ONTO THE CANVAS INSIDE THE RING! Karl immediately drops into the cover!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Deadprez: Bea Valentine gets the shoulder up at two but Karl reads the momentary vulnerability in her condition the instant the kickout happens and immediately presses his advantage, pinning her down into a grounded headlock to apply sustained pressure and drain whatever reserves she has left!
Sienna Swann: This crowd is completely and vocally behind the champion throughout this battle, sweetie, and their belief in Bea is being rewarded as she slowly fights her way back to her feet through the sustained pressure of that headlock! The will being displayed right now is extraordinary!
Gavin Kirkland: Valentine eventually claws back to a vertical base despite Karl’s best efforts to keep her grounded! Before she can establish anything however, Karl grabs her and attempts to send her through the ropes but she manages to get herself over the top instead!
Deadprez: Valentine lands on her feet on the apron! Karl spots it and rushes in but gets caught and rocked back with a right hand from Valentine! Bea grips the top rope and uses the momentum to climb! Karl is still trying to collect himself below! DIVING AXE HANDLE TAKES KARL DOWN, AND THE CHAMPION HAS SEIZED THE INITIATIVE!
Sienna Swann: Impact goes down and stumbles back to his feet but Valentine was already anticipating the recovery! She hits the ropes and comes back with a Running Forearm Smash that takes the Quintessential Champion down again! That is exactly the sustained offensive sequence this match needed from Bea, sweetie!
Gavin Kirkland: Karl stumbles back to his feet yet again, absorbing each shot and turns around loading up a wild right hand swing! But Valentine avoids it cleanly and catches him with a School Girl Roll-Up that sends Karl to both knees— SUPERKICK TO THE JAW FOLLOWS IMMEDIATELY!
Deadprez: But Valentine has found an entirely different gear in this match, and the strength flowing through her now is undeniable! She reaches over to Karl and swings through— CODE RED POWERBOMB DRIVES KARL INTO THE CANVAS! BEA IS GIVING ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING SHE HAS AGAINST IMPACT, AND SHE GOES STRAIGHT INTO THE COVER!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Deadprez: KARL WITH A POWERFUL KICKOUT AT TWO TO REMAIN A SIGNIFICANT AND SERIOUS THREAT IN THIS CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH!
Sienna Swann: The stress written across Valentine’s face right now tells you everything about what this match genuinely means to her, sweetie. She is about to stamp yet another legendary championship defence into her legacy, and the weight of that is visible in every expression she makes out there!
Gavin Kirkland: Valentine slowly hauls Karl back to his feet and delivers ANOTHER CHOP that at this point in the match is going to leave Karl’s chest looking like a stop sign by the time this is over! Chop after chop from Bea Valentine as if each one is a punctuation mark in a sentence she has been writing all match long!
Bea Valentine: (Off-Mic) Come on, Karl! Fight me!
(SLAP!)
Deadprez: AND SLAPPED THE TASTE CLEAN OUT OF KARL IMPACT’S MOUTH, SENDING HIM STUMBLING BACK INTO THE CORNER! Bea appears settled and composed, watching her challenger wear down in front of her. The accumulated mileage of a career this long does not disappear on command and Karl’s body has been absorbing the specific kind of punishment that comes from facing a generation that operates differently from the one he dominated!
Gavin Kirkland: We cannot be too quick to write him off, though, because Karl is showing flashes of everything that made him what he is as Bea approaches! AND KARL IMMEDIATELY PLAYS POSSUM AND PULLS HER FACE FIRST INTO THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE! VALENTINE FALLS!
Sienna Swann: Conniving old man finding a cheap way out of a bad situation as usual, sweetie!
Deadprez: That is wisdom, Sienna. That is a man who has survived in this industry longer than most because he never stops thinking! Valentine stumbles out of the corner, and Karl hits the ropes from behind, RUNNING BULLDOG TAKES HER DOWN FACE FIRST INTO THE CANVAS! Karl appears determined to keep sending Bea face first into every surface available to him in this match!
Sienna Swann: Valentine crawls toward the ropes trying to find her footing, and Karl walks down after her with that measured pace, reaching over to seize her! But the champion still has enough left to mount a response the moment Karl reaches out! AND KARL GETS LAUNCHED OVER THE ROPES WITH A HEAVY BACK BODY DROP, HIS BACK CRASHING OFF THE APRON BEFORE HE FALLS TO THE FLOOR! COME ON, BEA! THAT IS THE STRENGTH THIS MATCH NEEDS RIGHT NOW!
Gavin Kirkland: This match has been an absolute war from pillar to post, and it shows no signs of settling down! Valentine drops down through the ropes to the outside and grabs Karl before DRIVING him gut-first into the edge of the apron! Karl stumbles from the impact, and now both of them are drifting dangerously close to our commentary area! Sienna, Prez, brace yourselves because we may be in for another chaotic week over here!
Deadprez: I genuinely hope you are not getting kicked in the face again, Gavin.
Gavin Kirkland: Please! I am begging at this point!
Deadprez: Valentine grabs Karl, who is already completely torn through, and DRIVES him face-first into our commentary table surface!
(## THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!)
Deadprez: Again and again and again, the champion is systematically MAULING Karl Impact using his own face against the commentary table in a way that is deeply uncomfortable to be seated next to!
Sienna Swann: Valentine is pulling back and calculating her next move very deliberately, sweetie! What exactly is she building toward here?! She is making the heavy lift now– FIREMAN’S CARRY DRIVER PUTS KARL DOWN ONTO THE HARD FLOOR DIRECTLY IN FRONT OF ALL OF US!
Gavin Kirkland: Just witnessing that thud from this proximity sends a genuine ripple up through the back of my spine! Karl gets dragged back to his feet and returned to the ring as Valentine ascends to the top rope with Karl laid out across the canvas below!… DIVING ELBOW DROP FROM THE CHAMPION CONNECTS!
Deadprez: Valentine gets back to her feet and surveys the crowd around her, clearly reading the energy in this building and responding to every decibel of it with a slow nod!
Sienna Swann: The true champion is going to give them exactly what they came for tonight, sweetie, and she is climbing to the top once more while Karl is still down from that Elbow Drop! Bea positioned at the top— FLIGHT OF THE BUMBLEBEA!
Gavin Kirkland: KARL ROLLS CLEAR AND BEA LANDS HARD! KARL COLLECTS HIMSELF AND LAUNCHES IMMEDIATELY TO THE MIDDLE ROPE— FLIGHT SLIGHTS! THE LIONSAULT CRASHES DOWN ONTO THE BACK OF BEA VALENTINE! KARL CAUGHT HER COLD AND HOOKS THE LEG!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Gavin Kirkland: THE CHAMPION REFUSES TO BE PUT AWAY AND KICKS OUT!
Sienna Swann: One undeniable truth Karl identified is that Bea Valentine is relentlessly stubborn and constitutionally incapable of surrendering anything easily, sweetie. She is a hardworking champion who will genuinely bleed for that title and tonight is proving every word of that!
Gavin Kirkland: Karl slowly picks her back up despite the sheer fatigue that has caught up with both competitors and throws a forearm directly across her jaw! More forearm shots land stiff and consecutive against it one after another— BUT THE CHAMPION IGNITES HERSELF AND IMMEDIATELY REBOUNDS OFF THE ROPES AND POUNDS KARL WITH A DISCUS LARIAT THAT DROPS HIM BACK DOWN DESPITE EVERYTHING HE WAS BUILDING!
Deadprez: Karl Impact goes down, and Bea Valentine capitalises on the moment, hauling Impact back to his feet and slowly beginning to position him up onto her shoulders once more!
Gavin Kirkland: But Karl refuses to be put away that easily and slips free, spinning Bea around and delivering another sharp Knife Edge Chop that stings the World Champion and creates just enough separation! Karl hooks Bea after the chop, and here he goes!… LOOKING FOR A POWERBOMB!
Sienna Swann: AND BEA HOPS OVER THE LEVERAGE OF THE MANOEUVRE AND COMES THROUGH AS SHE PUSHES KARL TOWARD THE ROPES AND CONVERTS IT INTO A CRUCIFIX ROLL-UP!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Gavin Kirkland: BEA ALMOST HAD IT, BUT KARL KICKS OUT AND IMMEDIATELY TAKES HIS TURN, ROLLING BEA UP WITH A SCHOOL BOY FROM BEHIND!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE—
Gavin Kirkland: ALMOST HAD HER AS WELL! BEA KICKS OUT BUT LOOK AT KARL! HE MAINTAINS HIS GRIP ON THOSE LEGS AND IMMEDIATELY TWISTS INTO POSITION!
Deadprez: BEA KNOWS EXACTLY WHAT IS COMING BECAUSE SHE HAS FELT THIS HOLD BEFORE, AND NO AMOUNT OF RING AWARENESS IS GOING TO SAVE HER IF HE LOCKS IT IN COMPLETELY! KARL IMPACT IS GOING FOR THE WALLS OF IMPACT!
Sienna Swann: Get to those ropes, Bea! Right now, sweetie! Do not let him sink that in fully!
Gavin Kirkland: Karl is trying to complete the Walls but Valentine manages to free her other leg and drives a thrust kick directly into his midsection, pushing him away with just enough force to prevent the hold from being fully applied! Karl has no choice but to release!
Deadprez: Valentine slowly carries herself back to a vertical base and locks in a precise aim at Karl who has just been kicked back and makes her run!
(CLANGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!)
Sienna Swann: OH MY GOD! NO!
Gavin Kirkland: VALENTINE GETS SENT OVER WITH A FLAPJACK, BUT THIS TIME HER FACE CRASHES DIRECTLY ONTO THE TOP OF THE RING POST WITH DEVASTATING FORCE!
Deadprez: Valentine is completely disoriented following that impact, stumbling with no real sense of direction, and Karl knows immediately— THE ABSOLUTION! KARL HOOKS THE LEG!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE…
Gavin Kirkland: BEA VALENTINE WITH THE SHOULDER UP AT TWO! That was an agonisingly close call, but the aftermath of that fall is genuinely concerning! Look at her forehead; the blood is slowly surfacing, and she is beginning to wear that crimson mask! Let us look at the replay!
(A slow-motion replay shows the precise and sickening moment of Bea Valentine’s forehead making contact with the top of the ring post, the collision captured in full detail, the burst of blood appearing almost immediately from the impact.)
Sienna Swann: That is one of the most disturbing things I have seen at this commentary table in quite some time, sweetie!
Deadprez: The canvas is slowly being painted with her blood and Karl is now raining down a relentless barrage of right hands, his gloves accumulating the evidence of exactly what he is doing to the Answers World Champion right now!
Gavin Kirkland: Karl is taking absolutely no prisoners in this match, and he is making every single second of this championship opportunity count!
(PUNCH! PUNCH! PUNCH! PUNCH! PUNCH! PUNCH!)
Deadprez: Someone needs to stop this…..
Sienna Swann: Is she even fully conscious enough to continue competing at this point, sweetie?!
(…)
(PUNCH!!!!)
Gavin Kirkland: AND THAT LAST DISGUSTING RIGHT HAND FROM KARL SENDS BLOOD SPRAYING SIDEWAYS FROM THE CHAMPION’S FACE!
Sienna Swann: Look at what he is doing to her, sweetie. You are systematically dismantling the presence, the composure, and the dignity of the champion while she bleeds on that canvas. I find this deeply offensive on multiple levels and Karl Impact is going to hear about every single one of them before this night is over!
Gavin Kirkland: The ferocious intensity of this competition is stripping everything away right now and even the natural beauty of Bea Valentine is being erased by this sustained assault! Karl hooks both arms while Bea has not come close to fully recovering! AND THE DOUBLE HOOK BACKBREAKER DRIVES HER DOWN!
Deadprez: This could very well be leading to a finish, but Karl is not going for the cover. He is glancing somewhere specific around ringside and appears to have an entirely different and considerably more troubling idea in mind as he rolls to the outside!
Gavin Kirkland: Karl is going after the ringside padding! Oh no, he is doing it!
(Karl methodically peels back the protective ringside mat, revealing the cold and unforgiving concrete floor underneath, a section of the crowd reacting with immediate and audible unease at what they are witnessing.)
Gavin Kirkland: The concrete floor is fully exposed for all of Oxford to see! Karl gets back inside the ring and drags Bea Valentine along and through the ropes, sending her down to that corner area below! He is making an absolutely deliberate and calculating statement with every decision he makes right now against the Answers World Champion!
Sienna Swann: How much is this woman expected to endure just to retain a championship that was already hers, sweetie?!
Deadprez: Karl hooks both arms while Valentine is already somewhere between consciousness and darkness, blood still dripping steadily as Karl takes a prolonged and unsettling moment to savour this position! KARL IS LOOKING TO DRIVE HER FACE FIRST INTO THAT EXPOSED CONCRETE FLOOR WITH THE HAIL MARY!
Gavin Kirkland: WAIT! THE CHAMPION JOLTS AWAKE AND SHE IS FIGHTING THROUGH IT! KARL TRIES TO MAINTAIN THE FULL NELSON BUT BEA FINDS THE LEVERAGE TO BREAK THE GRIP AND SENDS HIM TUMBLING OVER WITH A QUICK ARM DRAG!
Sienna Swann: Karl failed to close it out, and he is staggering away! Bea has gotten herself back to the apron and Karl turns around— WAIT! WHAT IS BEA VALENTINE THINKING RIGHT NOW, SWEETIE?!
(CRASHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!)
Gavin Kirkland: RUNNING CROSSBODY OFF THE APRON TAKES KARL DOWN AND BOTH COMPETITORS CRASH ONTO THAT CONCRETE FLOOR WITH BRUTAL IMPACT! OUCHHHHHHHHHHH!
Deadprez: Heart of the champion is willing to bulldoze through every obstacle this match has placed in front of her and she is slowly hauling Karl back to his feet and returning him to the ring! The Oxford crowd rises to their feet as Bea climbs to the top rope!
(## FLIGHT OF THE BUMBLEBEAAAAAAAA!!!!!!)
Gavin Kirkland: FROG SPLASHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! VALENTINE INTO THE COVER!
Sienna Swann: NO! SHE IS NOT SATISFIED WITH JUST ONE! KARL IS STILL DOWN BUT BEA WANTS TO PUT THIS AWAY WITH ABSOLUTE CERTAINTY AND SHE IS SPRINTING TO THE OPPOSITE CORNER ALREADY! BEA IS FULLY IGNITED AND SHE IS CLIMBING AGAIN WITH BLOOD STILL STREAMING DOWN HER FACE AND ABSOLUTELY NO REGARD FOR HER OWN CONDITION!
Deadprez: LOOK AT THIS WOMAN GO!
(## SECOND FLIGHT OF THE BUMBLEBEAAAAAAAA!!!!!!)
Deadprez: A SECOND CONSECUTIVE FROG SPLASH, THIS TIME LANDING DIRECTLY ACROSS THE BACK OF IMPACT AND LEAVING HIM COMPLETELY FLATTENED ON THE CANVAS!
Gavin Kirkland: BEA VALENTINE IS HEADING TO THE FINISH LINE AND HOOKS THE LEG! THIS IS FOR EVERYTHING!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE…
(…)
(…)
(…)
Deadprez: IMPACT–
Gavin Kirkland: NO! NO! ONLY TWO! KARL IMPACT GETS THAT SHOULDER UP BEFORE THE COUNT IS COMPLETE, AND THIS MATCH REFUSES TO END!
Sienna Swann: She is feeling the full weight of every single thing this match has put her through and the strain is written plainly across her face, sweetie! But come on, Bea! You are still standing and that matters more than anything right now!
Gavin Kirkland: Karl Impact is displaying a level of resistance in this match that defies every reasonable expectation but Bea is already back on her feet, bloodied and exhausted and absolutely unwilling to quit, and she is ready to close this out!
Deadprez: She is waving Karl back to his feet! She wants him upright for what comes next and she has the finishing blow loaded and ready to deliver!
Bea Valentine: (Off-Mic) It is over, Karl. GET BACK UP!
Deadprez: THIS COULD BE ONE FINAL DEFINING MOMENT IN THE CAREER OF KARL IMPACT!
(Karl, fading but not gone, looks up at her from the canvas with something still burning behind his eyes and taunts her to bring everything she has left.)
Impact: (mumbling) Bring… it…
(…)
Sienna Swann: ## BEA TRIGGGERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Gavin Kirkland: BEA WAS LOADING UP THE BICYCLE KNEE BUT KARL PLAYED POSSUM AND LET HER COMMIT TO THE RUN! BOTH LEGS CAPTURED AND TAKEN DOWN! THE WALLS OF IMPACT ARE BEING APPLIED!
Sienna Swann: BUT BEA USES THE LEVERAGE OF HER OWN LEGS AND TWISTS KARL INTO A SMALL PACKAGE! SHE CAME PREPARED FOR EXACTLY THIS MOMENT!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE—
Gavin Kirkland: VERY CLOSE ONCE MORE BUT KARL IMPACT POWERS OUT! BOTH COMPETITORS BACK TO THEIR FEET AND KARL SWINGS FOR THE FIST OF FURY!
Deadprez: BARELY AVOIDED, AND KARL SWINGS THROUGH NOTHING! He stumbles forward into the corner from the momentum of a punch that found only air! Valentine spins around and comes charging at him, but Karl sidesteps that as well!
Sienna Swann: Valentine immediately reads the new positioning and launches herself up to the second rope, measuring the target— DOWN WITH THE DIVING CROSSBODY!
Gavin Kirkland: AND KARL LETS HER BODY COME THROUGH AND CATCHES HER IN THE AIR, ROLLS THROUGH THE IMPACT AND SECURES THOSE LEGS BEFORE SHE CAN REACT! KARL HAS HER AGAIN, AND THIS COULD GENUINELY BE IT THIS TIME! THE TWIST AND THE TURN AND HE COMES ALL THE WAY THROUGH— WALLS OF IMPACT APPLIED A SECOND TIME!
Sienna Swann: NO! LOOK AT THIS! BEA IS READING THE SITUATION AND TAKES BRILLIANT ADVANTAGE OF THE TWIST DOWN TO THE SIDE!
Deadprez: AND SHE TWISTS FURTHER, HER BODY FOLLOWING THE DIRECTION OF THE ROLL AND CAUSING KARL TO STUMBLE AND LOSE HIS GRIP! AN EXCEPTIONALLY SMART COUNTER BY THE CHAMPION GIVES HER THE SPACE AND THE STANCE TO TWIST ALL THE WAY OUT— TRANSITIONING STRAIGHT INTO THE FIGURE FOUR LEG LOCK AND HAS KARL TRAPPED INSIDE IT!
Gavin Kirkland: WHAT AN EXTRAORDINARY EXCHANGE BETWEEN THESE TWO COMPETITORS, AND NOW THE TABLES HAVE TURNED COMPLETELY! KARL IMPACT IS LOCKED IN THE FIGURE FOUR LEG LOCK, AND HE IS THE ONE DESPERATELY SEARCHING FOR A WAY OUT AFTER HAVING BEA IN THE EXACT SAME POSITION MOMENTS AGO!
Gavin Kirkland: The old man still has an extraordinary amount of fight left, and he is gritting through every ounce of pain the Figure Four is generating! The Quintessential Champion is absolutely refusing to surrender on his end either and is willing to leave everything he has on this canvas if that is what it takes to win the Answers World Championship!
(Karl, locked in the hold and operating somewhere beyond the threshold of ordinary pain tolerance, sits upright through sheer willpower and fixes Bea with a stare that carries every year of his career behind it. Bea returns it without flinching.)
(SLAP!)
Deadprez: A RESUSCITATING SLAP DELIVERED DIRECTLY ACROSS VALENTINE’S FACE! AND VALENTINE SHAKES HER HEAD AND SCREAMS RIGHT BACK AT HIM! THE CHAMPION IS NOT BROKEN! SHE IS BEING MOTIVATED BY THE ABSOLUTE FURY OF THIS BATTLE!
Bea Valentine: (Off-Mic) COME ON, KARL! I AM NOT GOING ANYWHERE!
Sienna Swann: A SLAP IN RETURN FROM BEA! YES! GIVE HIM EVERYTHING HE JUST GAVE YOU, SWEETIE!
Gavin Kirkland: OH HERE WE GO! THEY ARE BOTH GOING AT IT AND THE FIGURE FOUR HAS BECOME ALMOST SECONDARY TO THIS EXTRAORDINARY EXCHANGE! SLAP FROM KARL! SLAP FROM BEA! THEY ARE GOING RIGHT AT EACH OTHER AND THIS OXFORD CROWD IS ON THEIR FEET FOR EVERY SINGLE MOMENT OF INTENSITY THESE TWO ARE GENERATING FROM THE CANVAS!
Deadprez: A REPEATED SLAP FROM KARL FINDS BEA FOR A SUSTAINED MOMENT AND BEGINS TO WEAR THE CHAMPION DOWN! KARL MAY BE CLAWING SOMETHING BACK HERE!
(## STIFF SLAP!!!!!!!!)
Sienna Swann: NO! BEA JUST SLAPPED THE LIVING SOUL CLEAN OUT OF KARL IMPACT! THE DROPLETS OF SWEAT LEFT HIS FACE, AND THE ENTIRE BUILDING FELT THAT ONE, SWEETIE!
Deadprez: KARL MAY… NO! NO! THIS IS ABSOLUTELY UNHINGED! HE IS NOT DOWN! HE IS SURGING BACK UP AND COMING AT BEA WITH EVERYTHING, AND SHE CANNOT BELIEVE WHAT SHE IS SEEING! THE QUINTESSENTIAL CHAMPION IS DISPLAYING A LEVEL OF PERSISTENCE AND RESILIENCE IN THIS MATCH THAT DEFIES EVERY RATIONAL EXPLANATION!
Gavin Kirkland: HEADBUTT FROM KARL! AND ANOTHER HEADBUTT! BEA HAS NO CHOICE BUT TO RELEASE THE FIGURE FOUR! KARL EVENTUALLY HAULS HIMSELF BACK UP AND DELIVERS ONE MORE HEADBUTT THAT SENDS THE CHAMPION DOWN TO THE CANVAS!
Sienna Swann: Karl gets immediately back to his feet while Bea stumbles back upright on the opposite side! Karl hits the ropes and comes flying back through– LOOKING FOR A SPINNING HEEL KICK! GET OUT OF THERE, BEA!
Gavin Kirkland: VALENTINE GETS OUT OF THE PATH AND KARL CRASHES DOWN ONTO THE CANVAS! Karl claws his way back to his knees and– HERE COMES VALENTINE CHARGING BACK OFF THE ROPES!… SHINING WIZARD!!!!!!!!
Sienna Swann: Impact is down and trying to drag himself across the canvas to find some space and recover whatever stamina remains! But here comes Bea surging from behind and PULLING KARL BACK!… INTO THE GROUNDED SLEEPER HOLD! KARL IS BEING SENT TO SLEEP RIGHT NOW! COME ON, BEA! PLEASE FINISH THIS!
Gavin Kirkland: BEA IS BACK TO DRAINING THE LIFE OUT OF IMPACT WITH THE SLEEPER HOLD! SHE HAS IT SYNCHED IN DEEPLY BUT KARL IS STILL CLAWING AND SCRATCHING AND REFUSING TO ACCEPT WHAT IS BEING ASKED OF HIM!
Bea Valentine: (Off-Mic) AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sienna Swann: THIS CROWD CANNOT CONTAIN THEMSELVES, AND THE ANXIETY IN THIS BUILDING IS REACHING AN ALMOST UNBEARABLE LEVEL AS EVERYONE WAITS TO SEE WHETHER THIS MATCH REACHES ITS CONCLUSION RIGHT HERE!
Deadprez: AND EVEN WITH BEA HOLDING THE SLEEPER TIGHTLY IN PLACE, KARL IS FINDING SOME FINAL RESERVE OF WILL AND FIGHTING TO GET BACK UP RIGHT THROUGH PURE STUBBORNNESS ALONE! HE EVENTUALLY SURGES BACKWARD INTO THE CORNER AND DRIVES BEA’S SPINE FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLES WITH EVERYTHING HE HAS LEFT!
Gavin Kirkland: AND KARL DOES NOT WASTE A SINGLE SECOND OF THE OPPORTUNITY THAT CREATES! HE PULLS BEA OUT OF THE CORNER AND TURNS HER!
(## MILLENNIAL INCARCERATION)
Deadprez: THE COBRA CLUTCH BY IMPACT! KARL HAS CLEARLY DECIDED THAT IF SHE IS GOING TO TRY TO PUT HIM OUT, HE IS RETURNING THE FAVOUR, AND NOW HE HAS BEA SCREAMING THROUGH THAT CRIMSON MASK SHE IS WEARING!
Sienna Swann: THE CHAMPION HAS BEEN PLACED IN A GENUINELY DREADFUL AND DEEPLY PRECARIOUS POSITION, AND THIS CROWD IS MORE ANXIOUS THAN I HAVE EVER HEARD IN MY ENTIRE LIFE! NOBODY IN THIS BUILDING WANTS TO WITNESS THE FALL OF QUEEN BEA VALENTINE TONIGHT, SWEETIE!
Gavin Kirkland: BEA IS FIGHTING WITH EVERY LAST FIBRE SHE HAS TO STAY CONSCIOUS, BUT IMPACT IS MAKING IT ABSOLUTELY CERTAIN SHE IS GOING NOWHERE, KEEPING THE COBRA CLUTCH WRENCHED IN AS TIGHTLY AS HIS DETERIORATING BODY WILL ALLOW!
Deadprez: BUT IT IS NOT GOING TO HOLD INDEFINITELY BECAUSE LOOK AT KARL’S FACE! Even as he maintains the grip, the accumulation of this entire match is catching up to him and that body is going to betray him before he is ready for it to!
Sienna Swann: THE OLD MAN IS RUNNING ON VAPOUR AT THIS POINT BUT I HAVE TO ACKNOWLEDGE IT, SWEETIE! EVEN FROM WHERE I AM SITTING ROOTING WHOLEHEARTEDLY FOR THE CHAMPION, KARL IMPACT IS PRODUCING SOMETHING GENUINELY REMARKABLE TONIGHT, AND I CANNOT IN GOOD CONSCIENCE PRETEND OTHERWISE!
Gavin Kirkland: IMPACT IS HANGING ON WITH EVERYTHING HE HAS LEFT! HE HAS A HANDFUL OF OPPORTUNITY TO WIN ANOTHER HISTORIC CHAMPIONSHIP IN THIS RING RIGHT NOW AND HE IS REFUSING TO RELEASE IT FOR ANY REASON!
(But Karl’s body begins sending its final notices regardless of what his mind is demanding.)
Deadprez: WAIT! KARL CANNOT SUSTAIN THE GRIP AND BEA IS REVERSING THE COBRA CLUTCH POSITION!
(## THE CONSPIRACY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Sienna Swann: YES! YES! YES! YES!
Gavin Kirkland: BEA HITS THE CONSPIRACY! KARL GOES HEADFIRST INTO THE CANVAS AS VALENTINE DROPS INTO THE COVER! THIS IS THE MOMENT! THIS IS IT!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
(…)
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(…)
(Karl Impact’s body…)
Sienna Swann: BEA VALENTINE RETAINS!
(…)
(…)
(## …. IS REFUSING TO GIVE IN!)
Gavin Kirkland: NO! NO! A SHOULDER UP FROM IMPACT AT THE ABSOLUTE LAST POSSIBLE INSTANT! WE THOUGHT IT WAS DONE!
Sienna Swann: I HAD ALREADY CELEBRATED IN MY HEAD, SWEETIE! I WAS ALREADY CELEBRATING! DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT THIS MAN JUST DID TO ME AT THIS COMMENTARY TABLE TONIGHT?!?!?!?!?
Deadprez: EVERY SINGLE PERSON AT THIS TABLE AND IN THIS BUILDING THOUGHT BEA VALENTINE WAS TAKING THIS HOME AND ENDING THIS CHAPTER TONIGHT, BUT KARL IMPACT JUST DEMONSTRATED EXACTLY WHAT THE ABSOLUTE PEAK OF IMPACT LOOKS LIKE, AND THIS CROWD HAS COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY LOST THEIR MINDS!
Gavin Kirkland: AT THIS POINT I MAY GENUINELY LOSE MY VOICE BEFORE THIS MATCH IS OVER IF IMPACT PULLS THIS OFF AND MAKES HISTORY TONIGHT!
Deadprez: BEA HAS HER EYES FIXED ON THAT CORNER REGARDLESS! THE CHAMPION READS THE SITUATION AND SHE HAS IDENTIFIED THE ONLY REMAINING PATH TO ENDING THIS RIGHT NOW!
Sienna Swann: KARL IS DOWN ON THE CANVAS AND BEA IS ASCENDING TO THE TOP! THERE IS NOTHING LEFT FOR IMPACT TO GIVE AT THIS POINT AND BEA IS LOOKING DOWN AT HIM FROM THE SUMMIT! BRING IT HOME, BEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
(…)
(## BOSTON BEA PARTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
(…)
Gavin Kirkland: BEA WAS GOING FOR THE ULTIMATE FINISHING BLOW BUT KARL ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY WITH WHATEVER SURVIVAL INSTINCT REMAINS IN HIS BODY! HE GETS IMMEDIATELY BACK TO HIS FEET AS BEA TURNS AROUND—-
(## EVISCERATION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Deadprez: HE GOT IT!
Sienna Swann: NO! STOP THIS MATCH RIGHT NOW!
Gavin Kirkland: EVISCERATION CONNECTS! THE DOUBLE KNEE FACEBREAKER ON VALENTINE AND THIS IS IT! WE ARE SECONDS AWAY FROM CROWNING A NEW ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPION!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(…)
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
(Bea Valentine’s Answers World Championship reign…)
(…)
(…)
(Has come…)
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(…)
(…)
(To an end…)
(…)
Gavin Kirkland: It is over.
(….)
(…or is it?)
Sienna Swann: ## OH! NO! WAIT! BEA KICKS OUT, SWEETIE! BEA VALENTINE KICKS OUT! THE MATCH CONTINUES! I REPEAT, THE MATCH CONTINUES!
Gavin Kirkland: Karl’s face is a portrait of complete disbelief and the Oxford crowd ERUPTS once more! LOOK AT BEA! SHE IS NOT EVEN FULLY CONSCIOUS AFTER THAT KICKOUT, SWINGING BLINDLY AND OPERATING ON PURE INSTINCT, AND YET SHE IS SOMEHOW RISING BACK TO HER FEET!
Deadprez: KARL IMPACT IS FURIOUS BUT HE CANNOT EVEN SUSTAIN THE ANGER BECAUSE THE SHEER PHYSICAL EXHAUSTION OF THIS MATCH HAS CONSUMED WHATEVER EMOTIONAL ENERGY EITHER OF THEM HAD LEFT!
Sienna Swann: (watching Karl reload) BEA SPINS BACK AROUND AND KARL THROWS A FOREARM DIRECTLY AT HER! HE IS GOING STRAIGHT BACK TO WORK, TRYING TO SHUT THE CHAMPION DOWN AGAIN AND DELIVERS ANOTHER STIFF FOREARM WITH PRECISE AND DELIBERATE AIM, SWEETIE!
(## CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!)
Gavin Kirkland: Impact trying to repeat the process and grind her back down!…. AND BEA VALENTINE IS NOT WAVERING BY A SINGLE INCH! SHE IS STARING DIRECTLY THROUGH THAT CRIMSON MASK INTO KARL’S EYES WHILE HIS FIST IS ALREADY SOAKED WITH HER BLOOD!
(## CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!)
Deadprez: AND NOW BEA IS THE ONE THROWING THE WILD SWING AT KARL! LOOK AT HER GO! RIGHT HAND FROM BEA IN RETURN STAGGERS KARL BACKWARD! KARL REPLIES WITH ANOTHER FOREARM THAT STUMBLES BEA SIDEWAYS!
Sienna Swann: (rising from her seat) THE CHAMPION GETS CRACKED BUT SHE DOES NOT GO DOWN, SWEETIE! SHE HITS THE ROPES AND SPINS BACK AROUND LOOKING FOR THE DISCUS LARIAT!
Gavin Kirkland: KARL AVOIDS IT! BEA PROCEEDS TO HIT THE OPPOSITE ROPES AND THEY COME CHARGING TOWARD EACH OTHER FROM BOTH SIDES!
(## COLLIDE!)
Deadprez: SIMULTANEOUS LARIATS FROM BOTH COMPETITORS AND BOTH OF THEM ARE STILL STANDING!—
(## CRASH!)
Sienna Swann: A SUDDEN CUTTER FROM VALENTINE TAKES IMPACT DOWN! THE CHAMPION IS BUILDING TOWARD SOMETHING EXTRAORDINARY IN THIS FINAL STRETCH!
Gavin Kirkland: IMPACT IS DOWN ON BOTH KNEES, HOLDING HIS JAW AND TRYING TO LOCATE HIS BEARINGS AFTER BEING TAKEN DOWN! BEA IS AT THE ROPES TAKING CAREFUL AIM AND LAUNCHES FORWARD!
(## BEA TRIGGER!)
Gavin Kirkland: THAT IS IT! THE BICYCLE KNEE IS COMING!
Deadprez: KARL SIDESTEPS THE KNEE STRIKE AT THE LAST POSSIBLE INSTANT! STEP-UP ENZUIGIRI KICK FROM BEHIND SENDS BEA STUMBLING VIOLENTLY YET AGAIN! KARL COLLAPSES BACK INTO THE CORNER FROM THE EFFORT OF DELIVERING IT!
Bea Valentine: (Off-Mic) AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sienna Swann: AND THE CHAMPION SIMPLY REFUSES TO BE FINISHED! BEA IS BACK ON HER FEET AND TURNING AROUND, SWEETIE!
Gavin Kirkland: RUNNING DOUBLE KNEE FROM KARL SHOOTS THE CHAMPION DOWN! VALENTINE’S LIGHTS GO OUT FROM THE IMPACT OF THAT ONE!
Deadprez: KARL SEES THE OPENING, AND HE IS MOVING ON IT IMMEDIATELY!
(## EYES WIDE SHUT!)
Deadprez: AND THIS HAS TO BE IT! KARL HAS REACHED ALL THE WAY TO THE BOTTOM OF HIS ARSENAL AND IS COMMITTING EVERYTHING TO CLOSING THIS MATCH OUT RIGHT NOW! THE TRIANGLE CHOKE IS APPLIED ON VALENTINE!
Gavin Kirkland: AND LOOK AT THIS! VALENTINE IS IN A DESPERATE STRUGGLE TO FIND ANY EXIT FROM THIS HOLD, BUT THAT IS GOING TO TAKE CONSIDERABLY MORE TIME THAN SHE MAY HAVE LEFT! IMPACT HAS HER COMPLETELY STIFLED IN THERE DESPITE EVERYTHING BOTH OF THEM HAVE ENDURED TONIGHT!
Impact: (Off-Mic) AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sienna Swann: KARL IS POURING EVERY LAST THING HE HAS INTO THIS SUBMISSION, AND BEA IS FADING! SHE IS GENUINELY FADING, AND THIS MAY BE THE END OF THE NIGHT FOR THE CHAMPION, SWEETIE!
Gavin Kirkland: BEA IS GOING DOWN! SHE MAY BE COMPLETELY OUT, AND THE REFEREE IS MOVING IN TO CHECK ON HER RIGHT NOW!
Referee: (Off-Mic) BEA?!?!?! ARE YOU STILL WITH US?!?!?
(…)
Deadprez: Bea Valentine…
Gavin Kirkland: NO! SHE RAISES HER ARM! AND SHE IS TRYING TO DRAG HERSELF AS CLOSE TO THOSE ROPES AS SHE POSSIBLY CAN!
Bea Valentine: (Off-Mic) AGH! NO!
Sienna Swann: (watching with both hands pressed to the desk) KARL TRIES TO PULL HER BACK FROM THE ROPES AND BEA MANAGES TO GET HER LEG ACROSS JUST IN TIME! THE REFEREE HAS TO CALL FOR THE BREAK!
(After the break is forced, Karl slowly looks up from the canvas and his gaze drifts toward the nearby corner. Something shifts behind his eyes. The expression of a man who has made a decision.)
Gavin Kirkland: Karl slowly getting back to his feet and dragging Bea Valentine along with him, heading deliberately toward the corner and beginning the climb!
Sienna Swann: Oh god. He is going for it again?!?!?!?
Gavin Kirkland:: KARL IS GOING FOR GUNSMOKE! AND THIS CROWD IS ON THEIR FEET AND TERRIFIED! KARL DRAGS BEA INTO POSITION AND REACHES THE TOP! HE IS SETTING UP THE AVALANCHE PILEDRIVER!
Deadprez: NO! BEA SIMPLY CANNOT LET THIS HAPPEN! SHE IS THROWING EVERYTHING SHE HAS AT IMPACT AT THE LAST POSSIBLE MOMENT AFTER SURVIVING THE TRIANGLE CHOKE! IMPACT CANNOT COMPLETE GUNSMOKE AND BOTH OF THEM SLOWLY COLLAPSE DOWN FROM THE ROPES AND BEA GETS FREE!
Gavin Kirkland: KARL IS STAGGERING OUT OF THE CORNER AND BEA IS DOWN ON THE CANVAS BENEATH HIM—
(## CRUSH!)
Sienna Swann: OH! SHE HAS HIM! CORNER RUNNING DOUBLE KNEE CATCHES KARL ON THE WAY OUT! THE BEA SWARM JUST LAUNCHED KARL CLEAN OVER, SWEETIE!
Gavin Kirkland: THERE IS NOTHING LEFT OF KARL IMPACT! HE FALLS OUT OF THE CORNER AND TUMBLES DIRECTLY INTO BEA’S WAITING POSITION!
(## BEA STINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Gavin Kirkland: THE DOUBLE FOOT STOMP HAS FINALLY FOUND ITS MARK AND KARL GOES DOWN! THE BEA STING CONNECTS AFTER KARL’S RELENTLESS AND SUSTAINED ATTEMPT TO WIN THIS MATCH! KARL IS OUT COLD AND BEA COLLAPSES INTO THE COVER!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(…)
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
(Karl Impact’s pursuit of becoming an eleven-time champion… the foot is under the rope.)
(…)
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(## IT WILL…)
(…)
(…not continue. Bea Valentine has extinguished the dream of the Quintessential Champion at the very final moment.)
(## DING DING DING!)
Gina Romano: ## HERE IS YOUR WINNER… AND STILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!…. EAW ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPION!…. BEA VALENTINEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!
(‘Gloria’ by the London Symphony Orchestra plays once more as Bea releases her grip on Karl Impact and simply falls beside him on the canvas. The camera cuts to a wide bird’s eye view from above, taking in the full picture of the bloodstained ring below. Bea still wearing the crimson mask. Impact soaked and motionless beside her. The referee crouched between both of them, checking on two competitors who lie side by side after finally concluding one of the most brutal wars this championship has ever produced.)
Gavin Kirkland: THE ETERNAL CHAMPION HAS OUTCLASSED THE QUINTESSENTIAL CHAMPION TONIGHT! WAIT…. HIS FOOT WAS UNDER THE ROPES! IT WAS UNDER THE ROPES! BEA VALENTINE IS STILL YOUR EAW ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPION BUT I THINK THE REFEREE MADE A MISTAKE! AND WHAT AN ABSOLUTELY MONUMENTAL DEFENCE THAT WAS!
Sienna Swann: Impact kept every promise he made coming into this match, sweetie. He pushed her beyond the boundaries of what anyone believed she could endure and drove her to places she has never been in that ring before. But in the end, it is Bea Valentine who absorbed every last thing he threw at her and proved that this moment belongs to her and that Karl Impact’s era, as magnificent as it has been, is falling further behind him with every championship match that passes.
Deadprez: But Sienna…. he was robbed! Impact’s foot was under the ropes and we know that this will not be the end of this! Bea Valentine has added yet another extraordinary chapter to what is becoming an increasingly untouchable championship reign. Every challenger who watches this match back from here is going to understand something they may not have fully grasped before tonight. This is a champion who survives things that should not be survivable and then finds a way to win anyway. The line to challenge for that title just got considerably longer and considerably more daunting.
(As officials slowly and carefully assist Impact out of the ring who turns and tries to tell the referee that his foot was under the ropes, Bea Valentine remains inside, slowly working her way back to her feet. The referee crosses to her and lifts her arm as the final image locks into place. Bea stands there, soaked in crimson, championship raised high above her head while blood continues to seep from the wound on her forehead as Territorial Invasion fades into the commercial break on that powerful shot of the fighting champion.)
(A commercial plays of the new Resident Evil movie featuring Daniella Atlas.)
(After commercials, the next matchcard graphic is shown.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Stephie Love: And it is a UNIQUE OPPORTUNITY match! The only way to win is by pinfall or submission!
(‘Human Graduation’ by mercuro hits the speakers and Haruka Kashimashi makes her way out from the back, immediately to boos from the crowd. She doesn’t waste time dwelling on their reactions, instead focusing on the match ahead of her.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, weighing in at 120 pounds, residing in Shinjuku, Tokyo, Japan, she is “THE MAIDEN OF MADNESS” … HARUUKKKA KASSSHHIIIMAAAASSSHHHIIIII!!!!
(‘My House’ by Beyoncé hits the speakers next and Venus De Martin emerges from the back, already fired up. She tags some fans on her way down to the ring, but her priority is getting inside and going straight into the match.)
Stephie Love: Introducing next, weighing in at 128 pounds, from Houston, Texas, she is the “DON DIVA” …. VEEEENNNNUUUSSSSSS!! DDDDDEEEEEEEEE MMARRRRTTTTIIIINNNNNN!!!!
(‘Dangerous Woman’ by Ariana Grande hits the speakers to boos as Kendall Von struts out from the back. She waves off the crowd’s disdain for her, instead spinning around on the ramp and calling the spotlight and cameras to focus on her. Kendall runs up the steps, swinging into the ring and posing in the center of the ring to even more boos.)
Stephie Love: Next, weighing in at 138 pounds, from Minneapolis, Minnesota, she is “THE JEWEL OF WALLSTREET” … KKEENNNDDDDAAALLLLL!!! VVVVVVOOOOOOOONNNNNNNN!!!
(‘TEFLON DON’ by Future blares throughout the arena and Jamie Valdez emerges from the back, looking around at the crowd with a look of disgust on her face. She doesn’t entertain any of the noise around her, headed straight to the ring and not bothered to make any other poses or movements that deter her focus.)
Stephie Love: Next, weighing in at 120 pounds, from Laredo, Texas, she is “THE PRODIGY”, JAAAMMMIIEEEE! VVVALLLDDDEEEZZZZZ!!!
(‘Equus’ by Ne Obliviscaris to a loud roar of cheers from the fans. King Sulyvahn IV emerges from the back with his trademark wide grin, and he points around to the fans. He drops to a kneel and then extends his arms out, cueing an immense amount of pyro behind him, as he pops up to his feet and tags the fans on his way to the ring.)
Stephie Love: Lastly, weighing in at 222 pounds, from London, England, he is “THE GREATER WILL”, KIIINNNGGGG!!! SULLYYVAAHHHNNNN!!! THE FOOOUURRTTTTHHHHH!!!!
(DING DING DING!)
Stew-O: The bell rings and it’s chaos from the get go as all five names are clearly seeking the early advantage in this match! Kashimashi and Kendall immediately go for Venus and Sulyvahn, the two names that they didn’t feel belong in this match! Both sides are already trading shots!
Jake Mercer: Sulyvahn forearms Kendall away, but Kashimashi elbows Venus back and runs forward, sending Sulyvahn out of the ring through the middle rope with a shotgun dropkick! She rises and Venus turns her around, peppering her with middle kicks to the chest! Haruka falls in the corner, covering up, as Venus begins to obliterate her with elbows to the jaw! Haruka is getting beat up by every shot thrown by Venus, meanwhile she takes her wrist for an irish whip but it’s countered!
Flannery McCoy: Jamie Valdez from out of nowhere with a lariat that just brings Haruka down! Venus swings for Jamie next, but Jamie ducks and spins into a sole kick to the abdomen. She hits the ropes, but Kendall intercepts, scooping Jamie out of the air and then tossing her directly onto the spine of de Martin! Christ! Both women just collapsed hard to the canvas! Haruka and Jamie roll around in pain, meanwhile Kendall pulls Haruka up.
Stew-O: She turns her around and grabs her by the head, trying for a Russian legsweep. Haruka breaks out of it, and she slaps Kendall back! Kendall falls into the ropes, and then Haruka scoops her up for a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! Kendall hits the canvas hard, and Haruka isn’t done just yet! She turns to Jamie, who brings her right down with a jawbreaker! Haruka staggers, holding at her jaw in agony. She swings for Jamie, who ducks underneath and leaps to the middle rope, flying into a crossbody!
Jake Mercer: As Valdez rolls through, Venus yanks her out of the ring and she throws her harshly into the steel steps! Jamie collapses to the floor, and de Martin just starts stomping the hell out of her! Jamie covers up to the best of her ability, but Venus is relentless! She hops onto the apron and begins to climb up top, waiting for someone else to rise…
Flannery McCoy: Kendall is up first, and Venus flies off the top rope with a CROSSBODY! A measure of revenge for Venus, who hooks the legs for the first cover of this match!
OOONNNN–
Stew-O: King Sulyvahn IV reintroduces himself into this match by stomping the back of Venus! She rolls away and slowly stumbles up to her feet, and Sulyvahn meets her with a big chop to the chest! Another chop, and Venus falls into the corner. He raises his guard up and peppers her with a jab, and then another one. Sulyvahn winds back for one more, but Haruka grabs his arm and turns him around! She then throws a deadly thrust kick, but Sulyvahn moves and she nails Venus instead!
Jake Mercer: Haruka watches Venus go down in shock, but she shrugs when she realizes she doesn’t care that Venus got hit, and then she turns back to Sulyvahn who is coming off the ropes with a lariat! Haruka goes down, and Sulyvahn gets her with another one! She rises and swings for him, as he takes her down with a spinning scoop slam!
Flannery McCoy: Sulyvahn is looking to end this one early, but before he can, Valdez leaps onto his back and applies a sleeper! Jamie just got back in the ring out of nowhere! Sulyvahn thrashes around helplessly, trying to get Valdez off of his back. He runs backwards, running her right into Venus in the corner! Jamie hangs on, the fall broken…. and as Sulyvahn does it again, Jamie smirks, expecting that cushion—
Stew-O: —but VENUS MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! JAMIE EATS FULL BUCKLES AND SHE DID NOT TENSE UP FOR THAT AT ALL! Jamie goes down hard, howling out in pain! Sulyvahn stumbles out of the corner, and here comes Kendall Von with a BLOCKBUSTER TO SULYVAHN, THAT TURNS INTO A CANNONBALL SENTON TO VALDEZ AS WELL! WHAT A COMBINATION OF MOVES! Kendall rolls away, but she hurries over and pulls Jamie out of the corner, pinning her!
OOOONNNNNEEEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOOOO!!
Flannery McCoy: Kick out from Jamie! Not really anyone there to come break the pin, because they all got laid out! Kendall picks Jamie up and she grabs her in a front headlock. Von tries for a suplex, but Jamie floats over and she throws Kendall out of the ring through the middle rope. Von lands onto the apron, and Jamie runs off the ropes quickly, leaping up to the middle rope and soaring into a diving knee strike that sends Kendall flying off the apron and directly onto her back!
Jake Mercer: Jamie turns back around to get Sulyvahn back up, as she sends angry closed-fist punches to the forehead! Sulyvahn’s head rocks back and forth from every angered punch! Valdez swings one more, but Sulyvahn catches her wrist! He spins her around and she bounces her off of the ropes, heaving her up for a back suplex right after! No! Jamie lands onto her feet! She shoves Sulyvahn out of the ring, and he falls over the top and lands on the apron.
Stew-O: Valdez nods, leaping up the middle rope and trying for that triangle knee once again, but Sulyvahn moves—and Valdez gets caught up onto the middle rope! Oh that just had to hurt! Jamie wheezes out in pain, meanwhile Sulyvahn runs forward, bouncing Valdez’s head off the top rope with a bulldog! She falls harshly to the canvas, and Sulyvahn slips back into the ring.
Flannery McCoy: As he does so, Haruka meets him with that thrust kick this time! He falls down hard, and Kashimashi has her sights set on being the first to win this match! She drags Sulyvahn up and tries to lift him over her shoulder, but the weight may very easily be too much for her to carry!
Jake Mercer: Sulyvahn floats over, shoving Haruka into the turnbuckles face first! She bounces backwards off the impact, and then Sulyvahn leaps into the middle rope and flies into ‘GELMIR’S HEEL!’ THE KICK LANDS! AND HARUKA GETS TURNED INSIDE OUT! SULYVAHN HOOKS THE LEGS, WANTING THE WIN HERE!
OOOONNNNNEEEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOOOO!!
Flannery McCoy: NOPE! Venus breaks the pin! Venus mounts Sulyvahn and starts laying in forearms to his head! He tries to cover up, but to no avail! Venus rises to her feet, shaking her head. She waits for Sulyvahn to rise to his feet and she runs off the ropes, dropkicking him directly onto Kashimashi’s body! Sulyvahn rolls out of the ring afterward, while Haruka is still hurting after that impact!
Jake Mercer: Venus picks Kashimashi up to her feet and she leans her head down, setting her up for ‘Wig Spli—’ NO! Haruka with a back body drop, and Venus goes flying over the ropes as a result! Kendall sees her chance and she rolls back in! She swings a boot, but Kashimashi catches her ankle and she spins into a dragon screw legwhip!
Stew-O: Kendall shouts out in pain, then Haruka takes her leg and she starts kicking at the shin, over and over! She takes the legs, trying to tie them up, but Kendall starts moving her body backwards! She starts thrashing, doing everything in her power to get free, but Haruka is persistent! She pulls her to the center of the ring and she begins to turn her body over…
Flannery McCoy: ‘SCORCHED BY MADNESS’ IS LOCKED IN! HARUKA SQUATS DOWN, AND SHE’S PULLING ON THE ARMS OF VON! KENDALL CRIES OUT IN PAIN, FLAILING HELPLESSLY! HARUKA IS TORTURTING HER IN THAT SUBMISSION, AND THE ENTIRE BODY IS LOCKED UP! THERE’S NO WAY KENDALL CAN GET OUT OF THIS HOLD!
Jake Mercer: She can hope to try and get her body to the ropes, but that may not even be enough to break the submission! Kashimashi continues to hold it in, and Kendall’s head begins to droop down! The referee is asking if she wants to submit! And Kendall may be considering it right now! She’s getting very…very close—
Stew-O: NO! SULYVAHN SHOVES HARUKA OFF OF KENDALL! That saved the match for everyone involved! Kendall rolls away, holding at her legs in pain. Haruka crawls up, and Sulyvahn places her onto the top rope. He punches her, then climbs the middle rope. Sulyvahn throws multiple punches, trying to set Haruka up!
Flannery McCoy: Sulyvahn tries for a front headlock, but Haruka punches him in the abdomen! Another punch, and then she headbutts Sulyvahn in the ribs! He hunches over, and Haruka takes his head, looking to try and float over him for a sunset flip… but Sulyvahn is hanging on for dear life! Haruka continues to try and roll, but instead, it’s Sulyvahn who wants a back body drop!
Jake Mercer: Haruka lands onto her feet, and she grabs Sulyvahn’s leg! Jamie rolls in, and she grabs the other leg! Sulyvahn looks down in shock, reaching out in an attempt to try and get down, but instead, THEY DRIVE HIM TO THE CANVAS WITH A DOUBLE POWERBOMB! SULYVAHN JUST GOT LAID OUT BY BOTH KASHIMASHI AND VALDEZ! CHRIST! THEY DROP DOWN AND PIN HIM AT THE SAME TIME!
OOOONNNNNEEEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOOOO!!
Stew-O: JAMIE SHOVES KASHIMASHI OFF! THE PIN IS BROKEN BY VALDEZ AS WELL! I THINK SHE REALIZED IN THE HEAT OF THE MOMENT THAT BOTH WOMEN WERE PINNING SULYVAHN!
Jamie Valdez: (off-mic) What are you doing?!
Haruka Kashimashi: (off-mic) What are YOU doing? I’m trying to win this match!
Jamie Valdez: (off-mic) You’re not gonna leech off of me to do it!
Haruka Kashimashi: (off-mic) Are you stupid, huh? You got in the ring and helped me! I was there first!
Jamie Valdez: (off-mic) Correction. I finished the job, because you’re incapable of doing so.
Jake Mercer: THEN KASHIMASHI BLASTS JAMIE WITH AN ELBOW SMASH! JAMIE WITH A FOREARM! NOW BOTH WOMEN ARE GOING BACK AND FORTH! HARUKA STARTS TO BEAT DOWN ON JAMIE WITH THOSE ELBOWS! She spins into a back elbow that stuns Jamie against the ropes! Kashimashi quickly runs off, but Jamie spins past her! Haruka turns back in shock!
Flannery McCoy: Superkick from Valdez! Haruka is on wobbly legs right now! Jamie runs off of the ropes, and she rotates around the body of Kashimashi! ‘TILT-A-WHIRL PRODIGY DESTROYER!’ IT LANDS! KASHIMASHI JUST GOT POPPED RIGHT ONTO HER SKULL! JAMIE ROLLS HARUKA OVER FOR THE COVER, BUT AS SHE STANDS…
Stew-O: VENUS SLIDES INTO THE RING AND RUNS TOWARDS VALDEZ! ‘WIG SPLITTER!!!” SHE GETS HER WITH A DESTROYER OF HER OWN! VALDEZ IS OUT COLD! VENUS ROLLS OVER AND SHE PINS KASHIMASHI!
OOOONNNNNEEEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOOOO!!
TTTTT–
Jake Mercer: HARUKA BARELY KICKS OUT! VENUS CRAWLS OVER AND SHE MAKES HER WAY OVER TO VALDEZ, PINNING HER AS WELL!
OOOONNNNNEEEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOOOO!!
TTTTT–
Stew-O: KICK OUT FROM VALDEZ AS WELL! VENUS MIGHT’VE BEEN BETTER OFF IF SHE JUST PINNED VALDEZ FIRST! Jamie is out of it, but look at her setup! Venus looks to the top rope, realizing she planted Jamie directly in the drop zone! She steps over her and grabs onto the ropes, preparing herself to fly! She leaps up…
Flannery McCoy: VENUS FLOATS OFF THE ROPES FOR ‘V IS VENDETT’ — NO! KENDALL GRABS HER BY THE HAIR AS SHE’S GOING DOWN AND SHE SLAMS HER DOWN, BACK OF THE HEAD LANDING ONTO THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE! Venus’s eyes nearly bulge out of her head, and now she’s trapped in a tree of woe position against the corner!
Jake Mercer: Kendall begins to climb up the turnbuckles. She stands perched on the top rope, her feet digging into the shins of de Martin, who can’t pull herself out of this situation whatsoever. Venus begins to lift her body, trying to free herself and stop Kendall from making an attack…
Stew-O: But Kendall has PERFECT timing, as she leaps off the top rope in a double footstomp from tree of woe position when Venus does that! Venus topples off the top rope and she does fall onto Valdez! Kendall has her sights on Kashimashi, who is beginning to rise back up to her feet… Kendall likely knew that Haruka could’ve broken any kind of pin right there!
Flannery McCoy: Haruka turns around, and Kendall throws her leg forward! ‘ON THE DOTTED LINE!’ THE KICK TO THE SKULL CONNECTS! KASHIMASHI IS OUT OF IT, AND VON ROLLS HER ONTO HER BACK! SHE HOOKS THE LEGS, NODDING HER HEAD ALONG WITH THE REFEREE’S COUNT!
OOOONNNNNEEEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOOOO!!
TTTTTHHHHHRR–
Jake Mercer: NOO! SULYVAHN FROM OUT OF NOWHERE TO BREAK THE PIN! ONCE AGAIN, HE FINDS IT IN HIM TO SAVE THIS MATCH!
Stew-O: After being laid out with the powerbomb, Sulyvahn was the one outlier left in the match and he benefited from it! Kendall rolls away in annoyance, meanwhile Kashimashi uses pure muscle memory to get herself away from these two. Kendall rises and she throws a chop to Sulyvahn, who shakes his head! He beckons her on for more!
Flannery McCoy: Another chop by Kendall, but Sulyvahn just tanks it! Kendall looks at her hand in disbelief! She swings another one, but Sulyvahn runs right through her hand and he leaps to the middle rope! ‘MAGDELENE!’ THE SPRINGBOARD CUTTER CONNECTS! KENDALL GETS PLANTED DIRECTLY ONTO HER FACE! SULYVAHN ROLLS TO HIS FOURS, SLAPPING THE CANVAS!
Stew-O: THERE’S NO BETTER TIME THAN NOW! He rises to his feet and he beckons Kendall up! She rolls over, trying to make sense of where she’s at right now! Sulyvahn grabs her by the head and he yanks her into an inverted facelock! HERE IT COMES! ‘SATURATE!!!’ A MOVE THAT HAS FOLLOWED HIS CAREER LONG BEFORE HE’S COME TO EAW, AND IT CONNECTS TONIGHT! KENDALL IS OUT OF IT!
Jake Mercer: SULYVAHN ROLLS OVER TO MAKE THE COVER—LOOK OUT! JAMIE VALDEZ GRABS SULYVAHN AND THROWS HIM OUT OF THE RING! JAMIE TURNS AROUND AND SHE DROPS INTO THE PIN ONTO VON!
OOOONNNNNEEEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOOOO!!
TTTTTHHHHHRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-
Jake Mercer: VENUS BREAKS THE PIN AT THE VERY LAST SECOND! HOW CLOSE WAS THAT?! I THOUGHT JAMIE WAS ABOUT TO STEAL IT! AND SULYVAHN ROLLS INTO THE RING, PISSED!
Flannery McCoy: He starts throwing punches at both Venus and Jamie! Everyone in sight is getting nailed by one of his punches! Venus and Jamie back up, but Sulyvahn punches Venus away and focuses on Jamie in the corner! Sulyvahn keeps throwing shots, and Jamie is doing everything that she can! Venus rises to her feet and she soars into a diving elbow smash to the neck!
Stew-O: Sulyvahn falls to his knees, and Jamie starts throwing more forearms! Venus grabs Sulyvahn by the arms and she holds him up! Jamie leaps up to the middle rope, setting up for a DIVING DOUBLE KNEE FACEBREAKER TO SULY—NO! HE MOVES OUT OF THE WAY AND SENDS VENUS INTO IT! VENUS GETS BROUGHT DOWN INSTEAD!
Flannery McCoy: DOWN GOES VENUS! Jamie realizes this and she shakes her head! Sulyvahn quickly scoops her up off of the canvas, into an inverted facelock! Sulyvahn nods his head! HE’S SEEKING A SECOND ‘SATURATE!”
Jake Mercer: NO, LOOK! KENDALL CLIMBED THE TOP ROPE WHILE NO ONE WAS LOOKING AT HER! ‘MARKET CRASH!’ SHE SOMERSAULTS OFF THE TOP ROPE AND BRINGS SULYVAHN DOWN! HE DOESN’T CONNECT WITH ‘SATURATE’ TO VALDEZ, BUT HE DOES GET HER DOWN WITH A REVERSE DDT ON ACCIDENT!
Stew-O: Kendall rolls over and she hooks the legs of Sulyvahn up for the cover! She holds tight, looking to end this one here!
OOOONNNNNEEEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOOOO!!
TTTHHHRR—
Flannery McCoy: SULYVAHN GETS A SHOULDER UP IN TIME! Kendall yells out in frustration! She rises to her feet and she exits to the apron, making her way to the top rope. Sulyvahn rolls to his fours, gasping out in pain. He holds at his neck, and Kendall begins to slowly push herself up to the very top rope… Sulyvahn is still slow to rise, though.
Stew-O: Von is screaming for Sulyvahn to rise up to his feet, but Sulyvahn is extremely slow to get up! As Kendall sets herself up, Haruka is back up to her feet and she runs up the ropes! She scoops Kendall up off the top turnbuckle and she dives into a BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX! KENDALL IS DOWN! HARUKA JUST REINVITED HERSELF INTO THE FRAY WITH A BIG MOVE!
Jake Mercer: Sulyvahn is beginning to rise now, and Haruka pushes up to her feet, diving into a boot to the jaw, but Sulyvahn catches her ankle and he spins her around! INVERTED FACELOCK! ONCE AGAIN, LOOKING FOR ‘SATUR–’ NO! HARUKA SLIPS FREE AND SENDS AN UP KICK TO THE SKULL! SULYVAHN STAGGERS, HOLDING THE TOP OF HIS HEAD!
Flannery McCoy: Haruka is up to her feet and she sees Sulyvahn still hurting! She ducks underneath, taking his arm and head! SHE FLOATS OVER HIS BODY, INTO ‘ECLIPSE OF HELL!!!’ SULYVAHN JUST GOT PLANTED ONTO HIS NECK! SULYVAHN IS OUT OF IT, AND THIS IS HER OPENING TO MAKE THE COVER!
OOOONNNNNEEEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOOOO!!
TTTHHHRRRRRRE—
Stew-O: VENUS ROLLS OVER AND SHE THROWS HER BODY TO BREAK THE PIN! HOW CLOSE WAS THAT?! Haruka IMMEDIATELY throws a palm strike at Venus! Venus falls back, holding her jaw in pain. Haruka drags Venus up and she elbows her across the jaw!
Jake Mercer: Another elbow from Venus! Then one from Haruka! Both of them are going back and forth! Something’s gotta give! Haruka swings an elbow, but Venus blocks it, and she stomps the toe! An up-kick from Venus, and then an enzuigiri! Haruka is on her knees, and Venus nods her head profusely. She runs the ropes for ‘THE DON SAID S—’ NO! HARUKA THROWS HER ONTO HER FEET!
Flannery McCoy: De Martin barely lands, and then Haruka SPINS INTO ‘NAMELESS BLADE!’ VENUS GOT EVERY BIT OF THAT CRESCENT KICK … BUT SHE FALLS OUT OF THE RING! HARUKA’S EYES WIDEN IN SHOCK! SHE GOES TO REACH OUT FOR VENUS–
Stew-O: BUT KENDALL SPINS HER AROUND! SHE GRABS THE WAIST AND HEAVES HER OVER THE SHOULDER! KENDALL DANGLES HELPLESSLY! ‘EXECUTIVE DECISION!’! PLANTED! HARUKA IS OUT OF IT, AS KENDALL ROLLS HER OVER FOR THE COVER!
OOOONNNNNEEEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOOOO!!
TTTHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEE!!!
(DING DING DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner of the UNIQUE OPPORTUNITY match …. KKEENNDDDAAALLLL!! VOOOONNNNNNN!!!
(Kendall rolls off of Haruka, elated to have picked up the victory. There’s a sea of bodies around the ring, as Kendall stands tall, the only person able to celebrate her victory. The referee takes her arm and raises it up high, as she gloats, much to the dismay of the booing crowd.)
Jake Mercer: This match was all about who would be in the right place at the right time, and that is exactly what Kendall Von ended up being! She took advantage after Haruka missed her window to take the win over both Sulyvahn and De Martin, and she used that to her advantage!
Stew-O: Extremely smart play from Kendall, who really had to will herself into winning this match with fan favorites like Sulyvahn and de Martin in the fray. She promised to get the win and that is exactly what happened!
Flannery McCoy: Now, we can only imagine what that opportunity will actually be… but Kendall sure has a lot to celebrate.
(A commercial for Wingstop plays featuring Jake Smith.)
(The graphic for the next match is shown.)
(The camera cuts to Gina Romano in the ring.)
Gina Romano: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!!! Introducing first, already in the ring… he is the special guest referee for this contest…
(…)
Gina Romano: EL DUQUEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
(El Duque is shown in the ring wearing a referee shirt as he bows respectfully for the crowd who shows him none in return continuing to boo him mercilessly.)
Gavin Kirkland: Come on. Show some respect. Our EAW referees have a hard job and never get any respect for the work they do… They are just as important as the wrestlers!
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( “Enemy” by From Ashes to New hits as the crowd boos even louder than they did for El Duque’s introduction. )
Gina Romano: Introducing first from Stillwater, Oklahoma weighing in at 212 pounds he is “Devious & Debonair” DONOVANNNNNNNNNNNNNN DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUKEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Donovan Duke makes his way down to the ring with a cocky smile on his face. He enters the ring and shakes hands respectfully with El Duque as the crowd continues to boo which he ignores.)
Gavin Kirkland: Calling it first. Donovan Duke is going to win this match. Easily.
Deadprez: And why do you think that Gavin?
Gavin Kirkland: Because he’s a fucking badass that’s why. A true gigachad.
Sienna Swann: Oh really? I thought maybe it would be because he has a little advantage here with the referee being who he is.
Gavin Kirkland: Nah. El Duque is a standup guy. A real honorable man. Just because he is Donovan’s protege doesn’t mean he won’t call it right down the middle.
Deadprez: Well I hope he does. I guess we will find out soon.
(‘Kostas’ by Westside Gunn, Conway the Machine & Benny the Butcher hits as the crowd explodes into cheers.)
Gina Romano: And his opponent from Las Vegas, Nevada weighing in at 235 pounds… he is the “Sin City Superstar” CO-DY MAV-ER-ICK!!!!
Crowd: YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
(The crowd continues to cheer loudly as Cody Maverick makes his way down to the ring quickly looking like he wants to waste no time and get his hands on Donovan immediately. El Duque steps between them however to keep them apart until the bell can ring.)
Gavin Kirkland: CoDy MaVeRiCk mehh.
Deadprez: Come on Gavin. Cody is a great wrestler.
Gavin Kirkland: Cody is a “great wrestler” in the same way that you are a “great announcer”.
Deadprez: I’m glad you agree with me.
Gavin Kirkland: ???
Sienna Swann: Better luck next time Gavin. You’ll get him then I’m sure sweetie. But this is Donovan Duke’s turn to get got by Cody Maverick. Donovan is due a real asskicking and I am looking forward to seeing him get one. Let’s start this thing!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Deadprez: This match is underway now as Donovan Duke and Cody Maverick slowly circle around the ring finding their positioning as we begin. They lunge towards each other to engage in a collar and elbow tie-up in the middle of the ring. They seem to be relatively evenly matched here and it will be interesting to see how things proceed.
Sienna Swann: Oh nah we doing chain wrestling. This could be boring sweetie. Where are the shenanigans?
Deadprez: They break up and Donovan rushes Cody but Cody grabs his arm into an Arm Drag taking him down to the mat. Cody keeps Donovan grounded with an Armbar but Donovan twists himself back up and shoves Cody away freeing himself. Donovan rushes in again for another lockup but Cody grabs him and pulls him into a headlock.
Sienna Swann: Oh great a headlock. That’s innovative. Why can’t we do more fun shit?
Gavin Kirkland: We can have some fun Sienna if you want?
Sienna Swann: You know what nevermind. Some good old fashioned slow-paced technical wrestling grabs sounds really great about right now sweetie. Let’s goooooo!!!
Gavin Kirkland: …
Deadprez: Anyway Cody has Donovan trapped in a headlock and Donovan manages to pull his head free as Cody kicks him hard in the gut staggering him backwards into the corner. Cody charges in but Donovan moves trapping Cody in the corner. Donovan with a hard chop to the chest catching Cody off guard. But only for a second as Cody connects with a chop of his own battling back out of the corner. Cody follows it up with several more but Donovan grabs Cody’s arm and takes him down with an Arm Drag into an Armbar of his own.
Sienna Swann: Cody now in the same predicament that Donovan was in a few moments ago. Cody doing the same thing Donovan did and standing up slowly turning around and kicking him to free himself from his grasp and his graps.
Gavin Kirkland: The lockup yet again! This time Donovan has a bit more of an aggressive stance behind it shoving Cody backwards into the ropes. Cody twists around pushing Donovan into the ropes instead but Donovan hurls Cody into the corner sending him head first into the top turnbuckle. Donovan then rushes Cody from behind grabbing him by the hair but Cody is in the ropes and the special guest referee orders the break with a five count.
El Duque: UNO! DOS! TRES! CUATRO! CIN-
Deadprez: Donovan puts up his hands as he releases. Cody steps back into the ring with a snarl on his face as he goes to lock up with Donovan once again! But Donovan sidesteps the lock up and begins laying into the chest of Cody with repeated chops. Cody falls backwards into the ropes before rushing forward nailing Donovan in the face with a hard forearm. Donovan shakes it off before rushing Cody again-
Sienna Swann: But Cody batters Donovan backwards into the ropes with repeated forearms. Donovan bounces off the ropes rushing towards Cody and taking him down with a Shoulder Block. Cody falls down to the mat but immediately gets back up and begins laying into Donovan with more hard forearm shots battering his brains in. Donovan losing even more brain cells I didn’t really think that was possible sweetie.
Deadprez: Cody bashes Donovan’s head with those forearms before grabbing him by the arm and whipping him across the ring. Donovan comes rushing back but Cody is waiting for him and takes him down with a standing Dropkick. Perfect form from Cody there as he slides on top of Donovan for the first cover in this match.
El Duque: U-
Sienna Swann: Extremely quick kickout there from Donovan Duke but that is to be expected at this point in the match. Cody Maverick is not at all shocked by it either as he immediately gets back up and runs the ropes. Cody off the ropes as he slides into Donovan on the ground with a Baseball Slide. Donovan goes flying under the bottom rope falling out of the ring. Didn’t take too long for this one to go to the outside. I definitely don’t think that’s where Donovan wants to be.
Gavin Kirkland: Donovan lands on his feet on the outside as Cody Maverick grabs the top rope and hurls himself over the top. Cody comes flying over crashing down on top of Donovan on the outside!!! They both fall backwards from the force of the plunge with Donovan falling back first into the barricade with Cody on top of him. Cody bounces off and lands on the floor as Donovan holds his back in pain.
Deadprez: Cody Maverick taking a risk early on and it looks like it paid off as Donovan Duke is in clear pain. Cody pulls himself back up to his feet as Donovan collapses to the ground. Cody rolls back into the ring possibly wanting to win this thing by count out.
El Duque: UNO! DOS! TRES! CUATRO! CINCO!
Sienna Swann: Donovan Duke pulling himself back up outside the ring and up to the apron as he easily survives the count there. But Cody Maverick is waiting for him as he grabs him on the apron and punches him hard in the mouth with a straight right hand. Donovan turns away from Cody trying to protect his face but Cody grabs Donovan from behind over the top rope. Cody throws Donovan backwards over the top rope with a German Suplex into the ring! Cody then follows up with a crushing elbow drop and then makes his way to the middle rope. Cody off the middle rope with a Flying Senton!!! Cody crushes Donovan! Another cover by Cody!
El Duque: UNNNNNNNN-
Deadprez: Definitely made some progress there. Surprised that was only one as Donovan has been taking some real punishment. But he’s obviously very resilient and Cody Maverick knows this.
Sienna Swann: Cody helps Donovan back up and hooks his arms from behind. Cody going for a Double Underhook Suplex!!!-
Gavin Kirkland: But Donovan struggles thrashing around refusing to leave his feet. Donovan pulls himself forward into the ropes to escape the hold.
El Duque: UNO! DOS! TRES! CUATRO! CINCO! ¡LIBÉRENLO DE INMEDIATO!
Deadprez: Cody releases Donovan but then begins hammering away at his back. Donovan steps away from the ropes-
Sienna Swann: CODY MAVERICK FLIES THROUGH THE AIR WITH A JUMPING CLOTHESLINE!!!-
Deadprez: But Donovan with a somersault roll across the ring avoiding it while deftly rolling up to his feet and turning immediately back to face his opponent. Cody charges in!!!-
Sienna Swann: Donovan palm strikes Cody right in the face! Donovan with a thumb to the eye as well as Cody holds his face in pain. The crowd boos as Donovan kicks low on Cody’s leg causing him to stumble to a knee. Cody fights back with a forearm to the skull but Donovan grabs him by the head into a headlock-
Gavin Kirkland: Donovan then falls backwards dropping Cody to the mat with a leaping DDT! Cody just got planted head first! Donovan to the cover!!!
El Duque: UNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!-
Deadprez: A quick kickout by Cody Maverick! Cody immediately rolls across the ring to the outside escaping as soon as he has lost control of this match. Cody putting some distance between himself and Donovan is the smart move here as Cody is holding his head in pain possibly having suffered some CTE here tonight. Cody recovering on the outside as special guest referee El Duque will only give him until the count of ten to return to the ring.
El Duque: UNO! DOS! TRES! CUATRO! CINCO! SEIS! SIETE! OCHO! NUEVE! DI-
Sienna Swann: And Cody Maverick does not want to lose so he gets back into the ring to confront his opponent once more. Back to where we began as they circle each other and go to lockup-
Deadprez: Nope! Donovan not having any of that! Donovan with the fakeout as he kicks Cody hard and then begins laying into his chest with repeated chops. Damn those chops are echoing across the entire arena tonight turning Cody’s chest bright red from the impact. Donovan does not stop and only hits him harder! Cody fires back with a chop of his own but Donovan deflects it with his other arm before chopping Cody even harder yet again! Cody with a forearm to the skull-
Sienna Swann: No! Donovan ducks it! Donovan sidesteps Cody and swings around backwards with a Spinning Back Chop to the back of Cody’s neck! It connects! Cody hit right at the top of his spine as he collapses to his knees in pain. Donovan grabs Cody by the head and pulls him up before dropping him down with a Suplex! No! Cody falls back behind Donovan! Cody runs the ropes jumping Donovan from behind!!!-
Gavin Kirkland: But Donovan had him scouted! Donovan turns around and tears Cody inside out with a Running Knee Lift to the gut. Cody sent flipping across the ring from the hard impact of Donovan’s knee. His chest and midsection have to be killing him from all of this punishment and Donovan most definitely plans to take full advantage.
Deadprez: Donovan pulls Cody back up to his feet and whips him across the ring. Donovan holds the arm of Cody pulling him back into a knee shot to the gut. Donovan then whips Cody around again pulling him in to a Clothesline taking Cody down to the mat. Donovan drops the knee across the skull of Cody before picking him up again. Donovan yanks the arm of Cody hard nearly tearing it out the socket. Donovan yanks Cody in before stepping behind him and hooking the leg with his leg for a Russian Legsweep. Donovan into the cover…
El Duque: UNNNNNNN-
Sienna Swann: But a near immediate kickout from Cody Maverick. Yeah.
Deadprez: Donovan begins furiously stomping and dropping his knee down on Cody. He’s going to punish him for daring to kick out. Donovan slows a bit before methodically stomping on Cody’s midsection targeting the injured midsection. Donovan then pulls Cody up and flings his arms over the top rope to keep him standing and his chest exposed. CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! Donovan continues to chop into the chest of Cody which is now turning even redder as pieces of flesh are torn off the top layer of skin on Cody’s chest. No doubt that is going to hurt in the morning.
Sienna Swann: Donovan whips Cody across the ring-
Gavin Kirkland: But Cody holds onto the arm of Donovan pulling himself back in for a headbutt into Donovan! Donovan staggers backwards… Cody runs the ropes gaining momentum against Donovan-
Deadprez: Donovan with a Superkick to the jaw! Cody crumbles to the mat and he might have just got knocked the hell out! That was a direct shot from Donovan’s foot to Cody’s jaw! He might have lost some teeth!
Sienna Swann: Cody almost mounted a comeback there but Donovan maintains control as he slowly moves over to Cody grabbing his arm and yanking him back up. Donovan puts Cody in the corner and then begins pummeling him hard in the gut. Then the chopping resumes. CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! Donovan picks up Cody and hits a Snap Suplex into the middle of the ring.
Deadprez: Donovan then applies an Ankle Lock on Cody near the ropes. But he manages to maneuver Cody slightly away from the ropes to get the hold locked in. Probably not the best positioning as Cody is right by the ropes. Donovan lets go of the ankle to stomp on Cody’s arm as he reaches out and grabs the ropes. Donovan trampling on Cody’s fingers and that looked painful as hell.
Sienna Swann: Donovan stomps hard on Cody’s back continuing to target his spine before he picks him up. Cody suddenly begins laying into Donovan desperately trying to fight him off! Donovan falls back into the ropes and comes charging back into Cody. Cody with a hard Lariat-
Gavin Kirkland: But Donovan ducks low running into Cody’s midsection like a battering ram. SPEAR! SPEAR! SPEAR!
Deadprez: Cody is wincing in pain holding his midsection as Donovan just slammed into him like a cannon ball. Cody might have internal injuries to his organs at this point and it’s only a matter of time before Donovan locks in some submission or another and it’s going to be hard for Cody to withstand. Donovan stomps hard down on Cody’s midsection before pulling him up into the ropes and jabbing him hard in the gut. Donovan whips Cody into the corner and begins dealing hard Shoulder Thrusts.
Sienna Swann: Cody collapses in the corner from the pain but Donovan yanks him back out into the middle of the ring by the arm. Donovan ducks around behind Cody and contorts his body into an Abdominal Stretch position. This is bad news for Cody who has already taken much punishment to his abdomen. He might want to give up here and save his health at this point.
Deadprez: Donovan only pulls the hold harder nearly tearing Cody in half. Cody slowly maneuvers his footing around the ring trying to get closer to the ropes. Cody manages to eventually step slowly one step at a time to fling his arm over the ropes. Now for the br-
Sienna Swann: Donovan immediately breaks it up and charges Cody with a knee lift before throwing him into the corner. Donovan now just laying in straight punches lefts and rights into the midsection of Cody. Cody begins coughing as a splattering of blood sprays from his mouth and drips down his chin. Cody is in a bad way. Donovan slaps Cody across the face for spitting the blood at him before stomping him down into a sitting position in the corner. Donovan yanks Cody back up pulling him out into the ring.
Gavin Kirkland: Donovan applies the Abdominal Stretch yet again-
Deadprez: No! Cody ducked behind Donovan tripping him up and pulling him backwards into a rollup!
El Duque: UNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
El Duque: DOSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!
El Duque: TREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!
Sienna Swann: No! Donovan kicked out! That was the closest pinfall so far! Cody Maverick nearly stole it out of nowhere!
Deadprez: Donovan quickly gets back up as Cody spins around and kicks his head off with a Spinning Heel Kick! Donovan goes down suddenly with a thud. Cody stands in the ring for a moment catching his breath. He spits out traces of blood as he regains his composure before getting back to work.
Sienna Swann: Cody Maverick grabs the arms of Donovan stretching them out behind his back with his knee pressed into Donovan’s spine. Donovan powers back up to his feet but Cody holds on. Donovan manages to use all of his strength to eventually twist himself around and out of Cody’s grasp. But Cody immediately kicks him hard in the leg. Donovan falls to the side holding himself up on the ropes. Cody with a Dropkick! Donovan flies up nearly over the top rope but manages to throw himself sideways into the corner instead.
Gavin Kirkland: Donovan charges out of the corner with a running spear battering into Cody’s midsection again!!!-
Deadprez: No! This time Cody had it scouted and connects to the skull of Donovan with his boot! Donovan just got his head kicked the hell off!
Sienna Swann: Cody looking to capitalize here! Cody waits for Donovan to get back up before charging in…
Deadprez: CODY CONNECTS WITH THE LIGHTS OUT! HIS FIST CONNECTS RIGHT INTO THE SKULL OF DONOVAN AND I COULD ALMOST HEAR A CRACKING SOUND FROM THE IMPACT!!!
Sienna Swann: But can Cody capitalize? Cody now going up to the top rope! Cody is not finished with Donovan just yet! Cody off the top with a Flying Elbow Drop onto Donovan!!!
Gavin Kirkland: He got all of it! Cody with the cover!
El Duque: UNOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
El Duque: DOSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!
El Duque: TREEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!
El Duque: …
El Duque: …!
Deadprez: The kickout by Donovan Duke! Cody Maverick almost had him there!
Sienna Swann: Immediately after the kickout Donovan rolls out of the ring to escape. Smart move by Donovan as Cody let his opponent slip away from him and regroup. Cody chasing after him but then thinks better of it recovering some stamina by chilling out in the ring for a minute as Donovan recovers from this grueling contest on the outside before rolling back in.
Deadprez: As soon as Donovan rolls back in Cody is on him hammering his back and then hooking his arms and throwing him backwards with a Double Underhook Suplex. Cody then picks up Donovan again and drops him with a DDT to the mat. Cody not even going for the cover anymore he just picks up Donovan and slams him down hard to the mat with a body slam followed up with an elbow drop. Cody then picks up Donovan and drops him with a Fisherman’s Buster back down to the mat before going up to the top rope once again.
Sienna Swann: Cody does not go to the top rope much but this match with Donovan is pushing him to try new things. Love to see it sweetie.
Gavin Kirkland: Cody off the top rope with a Frog Splash!!!-
Deadprez: But maybe sometimes it’s bad to try new things. Donovan Duke gets the knees up! Cody Maverick just crashed and burned!
Sienna Swann: The hype built up by the crowd just deflated following that massive fail from Cody. Donovan took some punishment too but he manages to roll on top of Cody and moves into a seated position as he applies a Camel Clutch. Donovan has not forgotten the pain that he inflicted on Cody earlier and he’s stretching the life out of Cody until he can force him to submit!!!
Deadprez: Cody powers up to his knees as Donovan maneuvers himself further up on Cody’s back to keep the pressure applied. But Cody has the strength advantage here and manages to move his knees slowly one by one over to the ropes!
Sienna Swann: Cody grabs the ropes and El Duque forces yet another break!
Gavin Kirkland: Props to El Duque for calling this match down the middle so far. A respectable referee. A true man of honor.
Deadprez: Well the match is not over but I can agree with you so far.
Sienna Swann: Donovan takes Cody down to the mat with a Snapmare and applies a Sleeper Hold. If Cody won’t give up on his own accord I guess Donovan is going to put him to sleep the hard way. But Cody won’t go down without a fight! He begins kicking his legs across the ring to try and get to the ropes.
Deadprez: But he’s fading! Cody might not make it this time! He’s losing his grip on reality!
Crowd: CODY CODY MAVERICK! :musical_note: CODY CODY MAVERICK! :musical_note: CODY CODY MAVERICK! :musical_note:
Sienna Swann: But the love and support from our great EAW fans is giving Cody Maverick the energy he needs to survive! Cody is getting a second wind as he manages to power up to his feet! Cody powers up to his feet and begins slamming his elbow hard into the midsection of Donovan Duke! Donovan is surprised by this inhuman display of recovery as Cody breaks free and then punches him hard right in the face!
Gavin Kirkland: Donovan nearly went down from that one hard shot to the face. Cody has a boxing background don’t forget that shit. That’s important lore right there.
Deadprez: It sure is good job Gavin. But also good job Cody because he’s now throwing even more punches at Donovan making a quick recovery here and battling back against him! Cody grabs Donovan picking him up before slamming him down to the mat with a Sidewalk Slam! The crowd believes in Cody Maverick!
Sienna Swann: Cody Maverick is shining like a true hero. A true star. He stands back up to his feet before taking Donovan down with a Wheelbarrow German Suplex into the cover!
El Duque: UNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
El Duque: DOSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!
El Duque: TRESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS-
Deadprez: Kickout by Donovan Duke. The crowd boos this heavily as the longer this match rages on the more invested they become in Cody Maverick’s imminent success. They believe now if they did not believe before that this man has what it takes to take down Donovan Duke and end his tyranny over EAW once and for all!
Sienna Swann: We are truly witnessing absolute peak now as Donovan Duke picks up Cody Maverick and drops him head first into the corner. Cody then picks up Donovan’s legs slung over the corner before dropping him down head first into the mat. THE MONEYMAKER CONNECTS!!! CODY HAS THIS! THE COVER!
El Duque: UNNNNNNNNNN…
El Duque: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
El Duque: DOSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!
El Duque: …
El Duque: TRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEE-
Gavin Kirkland: Kickout by Donovan Duke! Donovan is still in this thing! Don’t let the hate get to you! These people ain’t shit Donovan!
Deadprez: Hmmm that seemed like a bit of a slow count there from El Duque. Maybe he’s getting tired? Either way that wasn’t very good.
Sienna Swann: Well he’s not a professional referee Dead. He’s a professional wrestler. So I guess mistakes happen. We will give him this one… but if it continues…
Deadprez: Cody Maverick looks frustrated as I think he noticed the count might have been a bit off there too but he’s getting right back into the fight instead of dwelling on it. Instead of bitching and whining like he could he’s going to be a man about these things and take responsibility for manifesting his own success in the EAW ring.
Sienna Swann: Cody pulls Donovan up and then staggers him backwards with a hard uppercut to the head. Donovan gets nailed in the jaw and then Cody follows it up with a hard punch to the eye knocking Donovan down to the mat. Donovan might have a black eye tomorrow.
Gavin Kirkland: Donovan tries to fire back with a boot to the face but Cody catches it and takes Donovan down twisting his leg down to the mat. Cody tries to twist Donovan around into a Boston Crab but Donovan kicks him away sending him into the corner. Donovan quickly rolls out of the ring trying to escape yet again. Cody chases after him hurling himself over the top rope!
Deadprez: But Donovan moved!
Sienna Swann: But Cody caught the top rope as he went over and landed feet first on the apron! Cody runs the apron and kicks Donovan hard in the skull on the outside! Donovan goes down flipping in the air from the force of Cody’s kick! Cody then leaps off the apron with a splash crushing Donovan on the floor!
Deadprez: Cody not letting Donovan escape! He’s had enough! He smells blood in the water and he’s tossing Donovan back into the ring. Cody runs up on Donovan as he goes for the Sin City Stunner!!!
Sienna Swann: CODY GOT ALL OF IT!!! DONOVAN SENT FLYING ACROSS THE RING FLIPPING BACKWARDS FROM THE IMPACT OF THE SIN CITY STUNNER!!!
Gavin Kirkland: But Donovan falls backwards right into El Duque! El Duque just got knocked down!!!
Deadprez: Cody Maverick grabs Donovan and throws him to the middle of the ring as he goes for the cover! El Duque is tough. He can revive quicker than most referees to make the count!!!!
Sienna Swann: THE COVER!!! CODY FOR THE WINN!!!
El Duque: …
Deadprez: Well maybe I spoke too soon.
Sienna Swann: El Duque is down and completely knocked out! How the hell did he get knocked unconscious just from another man bumping into him slightly?!?!
Gavin Kirkland: These referee shirts make you fragile… I don’t know what to say man…
Deadprez: Cody Maverick realizes that El Duque is down and he is not happy about it! Cody goes over to El Duque shaking him by his referee shirt but it has no effect! Damn El Duque might actually be seriously injured. Maybe Donovan bumped into him harder than we thought…
Sienna Swann: Cody now calling for another referee to come out from backstage but it doesn’t look like anyone else is coming. Wait Donovan from behind!!!-
Deadprez: But Cody saw him and sidesteps! Cody throws Donovan into the ropes sending Donovan flying over the top to the outside!!! Cody rolls to the outside following after Donovan!
Sienna Swann: It looks like Cody is going to kill some time here while El Duque recovers. But hopefully we can get some medical staff and a replacement referee down here if El Duque really is that badly hurt.
Gavin Kirkland: I don’t like what you are insinuating Sienna. Is there a specific reason you think that El Duque is untrustworthy for some reason. :mjpls:
Deadprez: Well no time to dwell on that now as Cody Maverick lays out Donovan Duke with another Sin City Stunner on the outside. Donovan is literally convulsing on the floor from the pain and suffering that Cody has inflicted on him. I think it is safe to say Cody has this match won as soon as we can get a god damn referee out here.
Sienna Swann: Cody Maverick slams Donovan Duke’s skull off the ring post knocking him down and out. A stream of blood begins to seep from the head of Donovan as he looks like he doesn’t even know where he is.
(Another referee is shown running down to the ring from backstage.)
Deadprez: About damn time.
Sienna Swann: Donovan Duke has noticed the other referee making his arrival as he tosses Donovan Duke back into the ring. Cody Maverick follows him in and pulls Donovan Duke up one more time-
Gavin Kirkland: SIN CITY STUNNER!!!
Deadprez: Cody with yet another Sin City Stunner! The third time is the charm! Cody falls on top of Donovan with the cover! For the win! Finally let’s get this shit over with!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
Referee: THRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Referee: …
Referee: ..
Referee: .
Sienna Swann: I literally cannot even. How the hell.
Deadprez: DONOVAN DUKE KICKED OUT!!!
Sienna Swann: Damn. That’s crazy sweetie.
Gavin Kirkland: Now maybe you all will acknowledge Donovan’s greatness! Not many could kick out of three consecutive Sin City Stunners! Has that move defeated any other wrestlers before?
Deadprez: I’m pretty sure it has Gavin. But it looks like Donovan is not one of them. This has to be very demoralizing for Cody Maverick.
Crowd: CO-DY MAV-ER-ICK! YEAH! :clap: :clap: :clap:
Deadprez: But Cody Maverick cannot let his fans down! He must not! Cody climbs on top of Donovan and begins punching his bloody face. Cody getting blood on his hands literally here as he continues to beat down on Donovan with straight up punches beating Donovan black and blue before our eyes. Donovan should have just laid down. He’s just prolonging his suffering at this point.
(PUNCH! PUNCH! PUNCH!)
Sienna Swann: Cody Maverick has snapped! He’s ignoring the referee’s warnings as he continues to deliver closed fist punches to the face of Donovan Duke! Cody shoves the referee away from him and continues to beat Donovan down!
(PUNCH! PUNCH! PUNCH!)
Deadprez: Cody Maverick is risking disqualification here. He might not want to put his hands on the referee like that again. Cody shoves the referee getting blood on the referee’s shirt as the referee returns to yell at him one last time.
Referee: FINAL WARNING CODY! I’M SERIOUS! I REALLY MEAN IT THIS TIME!
Sienna Swann: Cody Maverick finally listens to reason as he climbs off Donovan Duke who is not moving and looks like he can’t even see his eyes are all swollen and beaten down from Cody’s nonstop assault.
Deadprez: Come on Cody. Just finish him already!!!
Sienna Swann: Cody Maverick applies a Sleeper Hold on Donovan on the mat! Donovan is going to go out peacefully in his dreams. Cody being much nicer to this guy than he deserves. The referee checks Donovan to see if he’s holding in there.
Deadprez: Donovan keeps the arm up!!!!-
Gavin Kirkland: But not for long… The arm droops down…
Referee: ONE!
Deadprez: Check him again ref! I think this is the end of Donovan! I think it is really over for real this time!
(The arm falls yet again.)
Sienna Swann: It’s over! Calling it now!
Gavin Kirkland: Don’t give up Sienna. You gotta believe…
(The arm falls yet again.)
Referee: THRE-
(But then it springs back up!)
Deadprez: DONOVAN IS STILL ALIVE! DONOVAN IS MAKING IT BACK UP TO HIS FEET!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Gavin Kirkland: The hate from the crowd is giving Donovan Duke supernatural powers! He’s emerging as a stronger being than ever before! This is not even his final form!
Deadprez: Donovan powers back up to his feet!!! Donovan drives hard elbow shots into the gut of Cody Maverick! Donovan breaks free! Donovan with a thumb to the eye! How the hell…
Gavin Kirkland: DONOVAN DUKE GETS CODY MAVERICK KUP FOR THE MIND FUNERAL!!! FINISH HIM!!!-
Deadprez: No! Cody Maverick slips out of it and lands behind Donovan! Donovan turns around!!!
Sienna Swann: SIN CITY STUNNER!!! NUMBER FOUR!!! HE GOT ALL OF IT!!
Deadprez: Donovan Duke is done!
Sienna Swann: Cody Maverick with the cover! There’s no way Donovan can kick out of four right?
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!
Referee: THRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Referee: .
Referee: ..
Referee: …
(Donovan Duke does not kick out this time.)
Deadprez: IT’S OVER! CO-DY MAV-ER-ICK YEAH!!!! AOPSJAFOPSA
(But the referee doesn’t make it to three.)
Sienna Swann: WHAT THE HELL?!?!
Deadprez: EL DUQUE IS BACK UP! HE JUST RAMMED A STEEL CHAIR INTO THE BACK OF THE REFEREE!!!
Gavin Kirkland: The true referee has recovered! It’s a miracle!
Deadprez: Come the fuck on!!!
(El Duque slams the chair down to the mat and then grabs Cody Maverick.)
Deadprez: EL DUQUE CONNECTS WITH THE MIND FUNERAL ONTO THE STEEL CHAIR!!!
Gavin Kirkland: Damn. Cody must have really cheated to piss a referee off this badly.
Sienna Swann: This is wild. El Duque why?
(Cody Maverick is out as El Duque grabs the arm of Donovan Duke and drapes it over the chest of Cody Maverick.)
El Duque: yawns
(El Duque shrugs and yawns as he nonchalantly lowers himself down to make the count.)
El Duque: UNO! DOS! TRES!
Deadprez: That’s a little fast there buddy…
(DING! DING! DING!)
Gina Romano: Here is your winner… DONOVANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! DUKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
(“Enemy” by From Ashes to New hits to heavy boos from the crowd.)
Deadprez: That’s some bullshit there I just saw.
(El Duque raises up Donovan Duke’s arm but Donovan doesn’t even know where he is and remains motionless on the ground.)
Sienna Swann: We just saw a real robbery out here. Someone call the police!
Gavin Kirkland: Why would you be calling the police on El Duque? :mjpls: Care to elaborate Sienna??!?! :mjpls:
Deadprez: This was one of the worst screwjobs I’ve seen in some time! Cody Maverick had that match won! El Duque won this match! Donovan Duke didn’t win shit!
Gavin Kirkland: LOL! LMAO DEAD! ROFLMFAO!
Deadprez: ???
Gavin Kirkland: Keep making excuses. You all just don’t recognize greatness. El Duque called this match fair and square the whole time.
Sienna Swann: Are you a fucking idiot Gavin? What the fuck is wrong with you? How the fuck do you have this job?
Gavin Kirkland: I knew Donovan was going to win from the start. That makes me better at this job than both of you two virgins. Get on my level pussies.
Deadprez: Somehow I don’t think this is over. Cody Maverick may have “lost” here tonight but there is going to be hell to pay for El Duque and Donovan Duke!!!
(El Duque is shown sliding Donovan Duke’s unconscious body out of the ring as the scene fades to a commercial.)
(A commercial airs announcing that instead of having Territorial Invasion next year, EAW will be supporting the return of territorial lands to their rightful peoples in 2027.)
(A commercial plays for Wendy’s.)
(After coming back from commercials, the next match card graphic is shown…)
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Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE FOLLOWING MATCH IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Sweet Dreams’ by Eurythmics began blaring through the speakers to tremendous boos as Harper Lee, with the Cash in the Vault briefcase, made her way out onto the stage; she marched down the ramp, mocking the jeering crowd as she did, making her way into the squared circle.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST! Hailing from Charlotte, North Carolina, weighing in at 114 pounds… SHE IS THE TROUBLEMAKER, HARPERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! LEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(‘Partition (Smearcase Trap Remix)’ by Beyoncé began blaring through the speakers to a massive mixed reaction as Kassidy Heart strutted her way onto the stage with the EAW cameramen capturing every angle before she sauntered down the ramp towards the ring, shooting a death glare at Harper Lee.)
Stephie Love: AND HER OPPONENT! Hailing from Sydney, Australia, weighing in at 141 pounds… SHE IS THE MAULER, KASSIDYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! HEAAAAAAAAAAAAAART!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: And the match is underway! Kassidy Heart vs Harper Lee, two extremely notorious elitists that have both made their intentions perfectly clear!
Flannery McCoy: They both view themselves as the premier wrestler on the Dynasty brand and with the World Heavyweight Championship currently held by Drake King, they are both eager to make history as the first woman to ever hold the tremendous world championship!
Jake Mercer: The only problem is that there’s only one World Heavyweight Championship and that means only ONE of them could be the one to make history, if they’re able to defeat Drake King, the current champion, that is!
Stew-O: Kassidy Heart has always been one of the most domineering and dominant wrestlers in the entirety of the professional wrestling industry, and that reputation preceded her as she started pursuing Harper Lee, who currently holds the Cash in the Vault briefcase, which may very well be her key to beating Kassidy to the punch at getting the title!
Flannery McCoy: This is pure, ruthless competition, and the question to be asked is which one of these two will be able to walk away with the momentum here at Territorial Invasion, one of the biggest shows of the year!
Jake Mercer: The bell has rung and it’s clear there is no love lost between them, just two competitors that just can’t stand each other one bit! Kassidy Heart has a bit of a size advantage here and a definite power advantage, but that has never stopped someone like Harper Lee who has punched above her weight class for her entire career!
Stew-O: Harper Lee has always shown herself to be quite strategically sound, and going up against someone with as storied of a career as Kassidy Heart, you’ve got to believe that she’s got a lot of strategies up her proverbial sleeve!
Flannery McCoy: But will strategy be able to hold up against pure, unfettered aggression and power from Kassidy Heart?! She bursts out from her corner with aggression emanating from every pore as she lurches forward and immediately strikes first with a stiff forearm, causing Harper to stumble right back into her corner!
Jake Mercer: And she attempts to follow it up with a knife-edge chop, but Harper Lee managed to duck underneath, shoving Kassidy into the corner before firing off a quick dropkick to the back of Kassidy’s knee, forcing her to drop to a kneeling position right in front of Harper’s corner!
Stew-O: AND HARPER FOLLOWS IT UP! METEORA RIGHT TO THE BACK OF KASSIDY’S HEAD, PLUNGING IT RIGHT INTO THE LOWER PADDED TURNBUCKLE! HARPER’S QUICK TURNAROUND MANAGED TO LET HER LAND SOME HEAVY OFFENSE RIGHT FROM THE START OF THE MATCH!
Flannery McCoy: And look at that as she just hurls caustic insult after caustic insult at Kassidy, looking to grate at the infamously irritable Mauler! She’s definitely feeling herself, but she’ll need to remember that overconfidence is definitely not going to serve her well, especially against a competitor like Kassidy!
Jake Mercer: Harper pulls Kassidy up, looking to push her back into the corner– BUT NO, KASSIDY CONNECTS WITH A SUDDEN ELBOW TO THE MIDSECTION BEFORE HARPER COULD EVEN REALIZE KASSIDY HAD ALREADY RECUPERATED FROM THE DAMAGE OF THAT DEVASTATING METEORA!
Stew-O: You’d think landing a heavy shot to Kassidy’s head would have had her loopy, but despite all the brain damage, you need to remember that Kassidy is above all else one of the most DURABLE wrestlers in EAW and it’ll take a lot more than that to really put her down for any significant amount of time!
Flannery McCoy: After that elbow smash, we’ve got Kassidy hoisting Harper Lee up with ease before dropping her with a front powerslam RIGHT out of the corner! The Troublemaker has been planted for making that trouble, and now she’s arching her back in pain after feeling the wrath of the Mauler’s mauling!
Jake Mercer: Kassidy is back on her feet and she’s dragging the Troublemaker back up to her feet by the hair! The referee is warning her to watch it with the hair, but I don’t think Kassidy particularly gives a damn when it comes to unleashing punishment, especially on someone that has intentionally pissed her off the way that Harper has!
Stew-O: She pie faces Harper to turn her around before latching on a quick rear waist lock and, without wasting a moment of time, she arches back and PLANTS Harper Lee once more, this time with a snap German suplex! Not only that, she keeps it bridged to attempt an early pin, but will she be able to get it?
ONEEEEEEEE!
Flannery McCoy: But don’t count out Harper’s own endurance, because it’ll take a lot more than that to put her down as well! Harper is rolling away to create some distance as she quickly scrambles back up to her feet, but Kassidy Heart, ever the aggressor, is right there as she executes a boxing style body punch! And another one! A third for good measure as she keeps pressuring Harper back!
Jake Mercer: Kassidy is just teeing off on Harper’s ribs, likely making it harder for her to breathe! Not only that, but if Kassidy decides to pay her husband a tribute with that move, you know the one, then all these punches will pay dividends later in the match!
Stew-O: Harper is doubled over in pain as Kassidy grabs her by the wrist and executes a front kick to her arm before following up with a hammer fist right to the same spot from the upper side of the arm!
Flannery McCoy: Clearly looking to just take Harper apart bit by bit like a shark that has smelled blood in the water, Kassidy is hellbent on proving beyond a shadow of a doubt that she is the most dominant wrestler on the brand and that she’ll soon have the World Heavyweight Championship to match the status she looks to claim as her own!
Jake Mercer: She’s looking to continue focusing on that arm as she yanks it back behind Harper’s back with a VERY rough hammer lock and wrenches back on it, and I have to say, Harper is in quite a bit of trouble early in this match! She needs to create some space between herself and Kassidy and she needs to do it fast!
Stew-O: OH, and there it is as Harper rolls through the lock and reverses it with a wristlock of her own, shifting the pressure back to Kassidy Heart and wrenching it like her life depends on it! Her eyes flit back and forth as she makes a quick calculation before she takes aim and…
Flannery McCoy: GOES FOR THE STEP-UP ENZIGUIRI, USING KASSIDY’S OWN TRAPPED ARM FOR LEVERAGE TO GET HERSELF UP HIGHER! BUT NO, LOOK AT THAT, KASSIDY BLOCKED THE KICK WITH HER FREE ARM—
Jake Mercer: BUT REVERSAL AFTER REVERSAL! BLOCKING THAT MOVE DID NOTHING AS HARPER GOT HER OTHER LEG SWUNG AROUND, GETTING KASSIDY’S HEAD TRAPPED BETWEEN BOTH HER LEGS BEFORE LURCHING BACK AND LAUNCHING KASSIDY HEART WITH A HURRICANRANA! KASSIDY IS LAUNCHED ACROSS THE LENGTH OF THE RING AS HARPER LEE MANAGES TO KIP HERSELF BACK UP TO HER FEET WITH THE SWIFTNESS!
Stew-O: That was quite the impressive bit of maneuvering by Harper, and a good display of the type of strategic thinking that has gotten her this far in her career as a former world champion and the current holder of the Cash in the Vault briefcase!
Flannery McCoy: Harper Lee is starting to feel herself once again as she glares daggers across the ring with Kassidy Heart already starting to scramble back up to her feet! It looks like the Troublemaker isn’t going to allow Kassidy to get back the momentum she’s had for most of the match as Harper breaks into a sprint towards where Kassidy is getting back onto her feet, and…
Jake Mercer: SINGLE LEG DROPKICK TO THE BACK OF THE MAULER! Kassidy Heart gets sent stumbling forward right into the ropes before getting her upper body draped over the middle rope, surprisingly looking truly dazed for the first time in this match as though she truly wasn’t expecting another follow up attack at that pace!
Stew-O: But Harper gets a cheshire cat type of smile on her face as she notices Kassidy’s positioning because it doesn’t take any more than a mere second before Harper quickly turns around and runs towards the ropes on the opposite side of the ring!
Flannery McCoy: She rebounds off the ropes before rushing right back towards where Kassidy is draped before she swings her legs through the ropes with momentum and CONNECTS WITH A TIGER FEINT KICK! THE TIGER FEINT KICK HITS WITH AUTHORITY AS KASSIDY HEART IS FORCED OFF THE ROPES! SHE STAGGERS BACKWARDS RIGHT INTO THE RING, CLUTCHING AT HER FACE IN IMMENSE PAIN AFTER EXPERIENCING THE FULL BRUNT OF HARPER’S SHINS!
Jake Mercer: KASSIDY CONTINUES STAGGERING BACKWARDS BEFORE SHE STUMBLES INTO THE ROPES THAT HARPER USED TO REBOUND FOR THAT VERY SAME TIGER FEINT KICK! BUT ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE RING, HARPER USED THE MOMENTUM FROM THAT TIGER FEINT KICK TO SLIP RIGHT BACK INTO THE RING, AND SHE’S ONCE AGAIN TAKING AIM AT KASSIDY HEART!
Stew-O: She hops twice, psyching herself up before once again rushing towards the dazed Kassidy Heart who is leaning back against the ropes before leaping up into the air towards her… AND CONNECTING WITH A MASSIVE LEAPING CLOTHESLINE THAT SENDS KASSIDY STUMBLING OUT ONTO THE APRON AND THEN ONTO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR! HARPER HAS FORCED THIS MATCH OUT OF THE RING NOW WITH KASSIDY HAVING FALLEN OUT OF THE SQUARED CIRCLE!
Flannery McCoy: But a testament to Kassidy’s endurance here… even after that tiger feint kick and now after having gotten knocked out of the ring with that leaping clothesline, she’s STILL on her own two feet! She’s in pain without a doubt, but the fact that she’s still standing is just insane!
Jake Mercer: But it looks like Harper isn’t looking to let that… STAND… 😀
Flannery McCoy: Perish.
Stew-O: HARPER RUSHES ACROSS THE RING ONCE MORE, BUT THIS TIME SHE GOES THROUGH THE ROPES WITH ONE HELL OF A SUICIDE DIVE, TAKING OUT KASSIDY HEART AND BRINGING HER CRASHING DOWN TO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR!
Flannery McCoy: Wait… OH! LOOK AT THE REPLAY THERE! EVEN AS HARPER HIT THAT SUICIDE DIVE, IT LOOKS LIKE KASSIDY HEART CONNECTED AT THE SAME TIME, HITTING AN ELBOW SMASH CONNECTING RIGHT WITH THE JAW OF HARPER LEE! SHE WASN’T ABLE TO GET ALL OF IT WITH HOW QUICK HARPER WAS GOING, BUT IT WAS ENOUGH TO DEAL SOME DAMAGE!
Jake Mercer: THAT’S why Harper Lee went down too! All her velocity and momentum may have let her crash into Kassidy Heart and take her down, but it really turned out to be a TRUE ‘suicide’ dive as Kassidy Heart made sure she went down with her all the same!
Stew-O: Both women look knocked out cold as they’re both sprawled out on the ringside floor with the referee going out to check on them! It looks like with Kassidy not getting all of the elbow smash, Harper is able to recover just a bit faster as she starts staggering up to her feet! Kassidy starts getting up as well, but Harper is quick on the draw as she quickly forces Kassidy back into the ring from under the bottom rope!
Flannery McCoy: But Harper isn’t joining Kassidy through the bottom rope to get into the ring! No, she’s on the apron and as Kassidy starts getting back to her feet with furious anger apparent on her face, Harper is scaling the corner as quickly as she can! But she takes a bit longer as she stumbles, still clutching at her jaw as she reels from the damage dealt by Kassidy’s elbow no matter how much Harper tried enduring it without flinching!
Jake Mercer: Harper DOES make it to the top rope, though, just as Kassidy makes it back to her feet! Harper Lee now barely has any time to take aim as she just takes to the skies as quickly as she can, launching herself towards Kassidy Heart with a DIVING CROSSBODY! SHE CONNECTS WITH THE MAULER, BRINGING HER DOWN ONCE MOR—
Stew-O: OR NOT, OR NOT! KASSIDY MANAGED TO ROLL THROUGH IT, HAVING SCOUTED HARPER OUT! THAT ELBOW PAYS DIVIDENDS AS KASSIDY GETS BACK TO HER FEET WITH HARPER LIFTED UP IN A SCOOP SLAM LIFT!
Flannery McCoy: HARPER SCREAMS! What just happened?! OH, LOOK! KASSIDY RAKED HER BACK WHILE IN THE SCOOP SLAM LIFT… RIGHT BEFORE PLANTING HER WITH A BODY SLAM RIGHT ONTO THAT RAKED BACK! HARPER ARCHES HER BACK IN IMMENSE PAIN AFTER THAT MONSTROUS TECHNIQUE BY THE MAULER!
Jake Mercer: It looks like Kassidy didn’t take too well to the blitz of offense that Harper was able to unleash, because now Kassidy is really pulling out all the stops to make Harper Lee suffer! The Mauler now glowers down at Harper Lee as she squirms and writhes in pain after getting dropped on those forcefully opened wounds!
Stew-O: But there isn’t even a hint of mercy in Kassidy’s Heart as she violently grabs a hold of Harper Lee’s hair and aggressively forces her back up to a standing position! What does she have planned here?!
Flannery McCoy: She practically FLINGS Harper into the ropes, forcing her to rebound back towards Kassidy… WHO INTERCEPTS HER WITH A GO TO GAWD! SHE PLANTED THE SEEDS WITH THOSE BODY PUNCHES EARLIER AND NOW THEY’RE FLOURISHED WITH THAT TREMENDOUS SPEAR THAT JUST CUT HARPER LEE IN HALF!
Jake Mercer: AND KASSIDY HEART DECIDES TO GO FOR THE PIN OFF OF THAT! DOES SHE HAVE IT?! THE REFEREE IS SLIDING IN FOR THE COUNT!
ONEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREE-
Stew-O: NO! HARPER LEE SOMEHOW MANAGED TO GET HER SHOULDER UP, AND THAT ONLY SEEMS TO HAVE INFURIATED KASSIDY HEART THAT MUCH MORE! SHE PRACTICALLY GROWLS DOWN AT HARPER LEE BEFORE PLUCKING HER BACK UP OFF THE CANVAS!
Flannery McCoy: RIGHT INTO A BEAR HUG! THE SMALLER HARPER LEE HAS BEEN HOISTED UP OFF OF HER FEET AND SHE’S NOW DANGLING OVER THE CANVAS WITH KASSIDY HEART EXERTING AS MUCH FORCE AS SHE POSSIBLY CAN TO BREAK HARPER’S RIBS AND FORCE HER TO TAP OUT OR PASS OUT!
Jake Mercer: HARPER LEE IS SCREECHING IN PAIN AS WE CAN SEE ALL OF KASSIDY’S MUSCLES TENSING UP IN ORDER TO APPLY EVEN MORE PRESSURE THAN SHE ALREADY IS! THE CLENCHED FISTS OF KASSIDY ARE RUBBING UP AGAINST AND DIGGING INTO THE SCRATCHED OPEN WOUNDS ON HARPER LEE’S BACK, WHICH ONLY SERVES TO EXACERBATE THE DAMAGE!
Stew-O: WHAT THE HELL?!
Crowd: IREHGOIAEHGOAIEUHGOIAUEOGAUGAOIUREHG
Flannery McCoy: HARPER LEE… SHE JUST SUNK HER TEETH INTO THE SKIN OF KASSIDY HEART! SHE’S PLAYING KASSIDY’S OWN GAME AGAINST HER, AND THE SHOCK OF THAT AGONY CAUSED KASSIDY TO SUDDENLY RELEASE THE BEAR HUG!
Jake Mercer: Kassidy is clutching at that bite wound as Harper breathes heavily, glaring at Kassidy before firing off a stiff kick right to the midsection, forcing the Mauler to double over in pain! Harper deliberately scratches at the bite wound, perhaps enacting some payback for that back rake, before hoisting Kassidy up into the air on her shoulders!
Stew-O: We don’t often see Harper lift opponents up because she mostly deals with elitists a lot bigger than her, but Kassidy looks to be within lifting range for the Troublemaker as she has her up… AND THEN PLANTS HER! SITOUT POWERBOMB CONNECTS!
Flannery McCoy: AND HARPER KEEPS HER LEGS ON KASSIDY’S SHOULDERS, KEEPING HER PLANTED FOR A PIN ATTEMPT! THE REFEREE SLIDES IN TO COUNT IT, BUT WILL KASSIDY STAY DOWN?!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOO-
Jake Mercer: NO! KASSIDY KICKED OUT OF IT WITH GUSTO! THE MAULER IS STILL IN THE GAME AND NOW HARPER IS GETTING JUST AS FRUSTRATED, YELLING INSULTS AT KASSIDY!
Stew-O: Kassidy has been able to take control of this match time and time again, so when Harper manages to get her momentum going and it STILL isn’t enough to put Kassidy down, you can’t really blame her for it! She’s facing a legitimate industry titan here!
Flannery McCoy: But frustration aside, it doesn’t look like Harper is quite ready to give up just yet! For every bit of anger in her eyes, there’s determination to prove her innumerable doubters wrong and cement that she really IS one of the best!
Jake Mercer: Harper now grabs a hold of Kassidy’s hair and starts dragging her towards the corner, connecting with a quick punch to the side of Kassidy’s head in an attempt to keep her dazed and target Kassidy’s weak spot! We saw the back of Kassidy’s head bounce off the canvas with that sit-out powerbomb, but even after that, Kassidy was STILL able to kick out!
Stew-O: It looks like Harper is looking to up the ante as she gets Kassidy back up to her feet before dragging her up the corner… getting up on the top rope with your opponent is a precarious position for anybody, but perhaps doubly so if your opponent is Kassidy Heart of all people!
Flannery McCoy: Will Harper be able to pull off the strategy that’s brewing in her mind?!
Stew-O: IT’S BECOME CLEAR WHAT HARPER LEE IS GOING FOR! SHE’S GETTING A HOLD OF KASSIDY HEART’S HEAD AND AIMING TO DROP HER FROM THE TOP ROPES DOWN TO THE CANVAS WITH DIRTY FIREWORKS, HER SIGNATURE AVALANCHE SWINGING NECKBREAKER!
Flannery McCoy: BUT KASSIDY HEART IS STRUGGLING AGAINST THE ATTEMPT AS MUCH AS SHE CAN! SHE’S STILL DAZED FROM THE SIT-OUT POWERBOMB, BUT THIS WOMAN IS DRIVEN BY PURE FURY AND RAGE AT THIS POINT!
Jake Mercer: HARPER GETS IT– NO, KASSIDY KICKED HER LEG OUT, CAUSING HARPER TO STUMBLE! HARPER LOOSENS THE HOLD ON KASSIDY’S HEAD AS SHE TRIES TO LATCH IT BACK ON–
Stew-O: BUT NO, KASSIDY GOT FREE AND FIRED OFF A HEAVY STRIKE RIGHT TO THE FACE OF HARPER LEE, STUNNING HER!
Flannery McCoy: HARPER LEE, THOUGH, IS DRIVEN BY SPITE IN EQUAL MEASURE, AND FIRES A STRIKE RIGHT BACK AT THE TEMPLE OF KASSIDY HEART!
Jake Mercer: THESE TWO ELITISTS ARE TEEING OFF ON ONE ANOTHER IN THE MOST PRECARIOUS PART OF THE RING! IF THERE’S ONE PLACE YOU DON’T WANT TO BE WHEN THIS IS HAPPENING, IT’S IN THE CRASH ZONE!
Stew-O: HARPER SWINGS– BUT KASSIDY DUCKED THAT LAST ONE, AND CAME OUT RIGHT FROM UNDERNEATH WITH A HUGE UPPERCUT THAT REALLY DAZED HARPER BY CONNECTING RIGHT WITH THE BOTTOM OF THE JAW!
Flannery McCoy: HARPER IS SWAYING ON TOP, AND IT LOOKS LIKE SHE’S ABOUT TO LOSE HER BALANCE… WAIT! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!
Jake Mercer: KASSIDY JUST BOUNCED UP FROM THE ROPE SHE WAS STANDING ON TO GET BOTH OF HER LEGS AROUND THE HEAD OF HARPER LEE BEFORE ARCHING HERSELF BACK!
Stew-O: NORVINA LIGHTS FROM THE TOP ROPE! SPIKE AVALANCHE HURRICANRANAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Flannery McCoy: THAT HAS TO BE IT! I THINK HARPER LEE HAS TO BE KNOCKED OUT AT BEST, AND POSSIBLY INJURED AT WORST!
Jake Mercer: WHATEVER THE CASE, KASSIDY COULD DEFINITELY GO FOR THE PIN NOW!
Stew-O: So… why isn’t she?!
Flannery McCoy: IT LOOKS LIKE KASSIDY MAY HAVE HURT HERSELF BY EXECUTING SUCH A DANGEROUS MANEUVER! CRASHING DOWN ONTO THE CANVAS FROM THE TOP ROPE, I THINK HER HEAD MAY HAVE BOUNCED OFF THE CANVAS EVEN AS SHE TRIED HER BEST TO PROTECT IT!
Jake Mercer: HARPER LEE IS DEFINITELY IN MUCH WORSE CONDITION AT THE MOMENT, BUT NEITHER OF THE WOMEN ARE STIRRING! THE REFEREE IS CHECKING ON BOTH OF THEM AS THEY’RE BOTH JUST WRITHING ON THE CANVAS RIGHT NOW!
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Stew-O: THE REFEREE HAS STARTED COUNTING UP TO TEN! IS THIS GOING TO END IN A DOUBLE COUNT OUT?!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
Flannery McCoy: KASSIDY IS STARTING TO STIR!
SIX!
SEVEN!
Jake Mercer: KASSIDY IS STAGGERING UP… AND SHE’S BACK ON HER FEET! THIS MAY JUST END UP WITH HARPER STAYING DOWN FOR THE TEN COUNT… BUT I THINK THAT MAY HAVE BEEN ENOUGH TIME FOR HARPER TO GET SOME RESPITE, BECAUSE SHE’S STARTING TO STIR, AND KASSIDY SEES IT!
Stew-O: NOW KASSIDY IS PISSED OFF! IF THIS ENDS WITH JUST A COUNT OUT LIKE THAT, I THINK KASSIDY INTERPRETS THAT AS HARPER HAVING AN EXCUSE THAT SHE STILL DIDN’T GET TAKEN OUT FOR GOOD! SHE’S APPROACHING HARPER, TELLING THE REFEREE TO GET OUT OF HER WAY!
Flannery McCoy: THE REFEREE IS TALKING BACK TO HER AS HARPER CONTINUES TO STIR FROM BEHIND… UNTIL–
Jake Mercer: OH MY GOD!
Stew-O: HARPER JUST SHOVED THE REFEREE HEAD-FIRST INTO KASSIDY’S HEAD! A FORCED HEADBUTT BY HARPER USING THE REFEREE AGAINST KASSIDY KNOCKS THE REFEREE OUT OF IT, AND DAMAGED KASSIDY ALL IN ONE FELL SWOOP! KASSIDY IS UTTERLY DAZED AS SHE WASN’T BRACED FOR THAT IMPACT IN THE SLIGHTEST, AND NOW HARPER IS BACK ON HER FEET, A BIT OF BLOOD SPILLING FROM HER HEAD BUT WITH THAT TRADEMARK SMUG GRIN ON HER FACE!
Flannery McCoy: SHE SEES THE REFEREE IS DOWN AND IMMEDIATELY DROPS TO THE CANVAS, ROLLING OUT TO GRAB A HOLD OF THE BRIEFCASE! THE CASH IN THE VAULT BRIEFCASE THAT HARPER OWNS IS NOW IN HER HANDS, AND SHE LOOKS TO USE ITS POWER! THIS ISN’T FAIR AT ALL!
Jake Mercer: SINCE WHEN HAS HARPER EVER BEEN ABOUT PLAYING FAIR?! SHE SLIDES RIGHT BACK INTO THE RING WITH THAT CASH IN THE VAULT BRIEFCASE IN HAND AND TAKES AIM AT KASSIDY HEART WHILE THE REFEREE IS FAR TOO OUT OF IT TO BE ABLE TO NOTICE, LET ALONE CALL FOR A DISQUALIFICATION!
Stew-O: HARPER LEE TAKES AIM AT THE HEAD OF KASSIDY HEART… AND FIRES OFF THE BRIEFCASE AS HARD AS SHE POSSIBLY CAN WITH A BRIEFCASE SHOT TO THE HEAD!
Flannery McCoy: BUT NO! KASSIDY STILL HAD ENOUGH WHEREWITHAL TO SEE THAT DIRTY TRICK COMING! SHE DUCKED UNDERNEATH IT, EVEN WITH ALL THE HEAD TRAUMA CLOGGING UP HER MIND!
Jake Mercer: SHE WRENCHES THAT BRIEFCASE OUT OF THE HANDS OF HARPER LEE AND THROWS IT OUT OF THE RING BEFORE GETTING RIGHT BEHIND HARPER…
Stew-O: OH MY GOD!
Flannery McCoy: NECRO MAULER! NECRO MAULER! THE DREADED NECRO MAULER IS LOCKED IN!
Jake Mercer: HARPER IS STRUGGLING BUT KASSIDY HAS IT LOCKED IN TIGHTER THAN EVER BEFORE!
Stew-O: SHE MUST BE OFFENDED BY THE BITE THAT HARPER DID BECAUSE NOW SHE’S RETURNING THE FAVOR, WITH HARPER SCREAMING AND FIGHTING TO GET OUT!
Flannery McCoy: BUT IT’S NO USE SHE’S DONE FOR! SHE’S TAPPING!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
(‘Partition (Smearcase Trap Remix)’ by Beyoncé began blaring through the speakers to a huge reaction)
Stew-O: SHE DID IT! HARPER TRIED PLAYING DIRTY AS SHE OFTEN DOES BUT KASS HAD IT SCOUTED!
Flannery McCoy: HARPER PUT IN ONE HELL OF AN EFFORT BUT IT JUST WAS NOT ENOUGH TO TAKE KASS DOWN!
Jake Mercer: SHE STILL HAS THE BRIEFCASE BUT TONIGHT BELONGS TO THE MAULER!
(The video feed lingered on Kassidy’s celebration as the referee clutched at his head in pain and Harper tended to her wounds before the feed faded to black.)
(A commercial plays for Persona 4 Revival featuring the Jones Brothers.)
(The camera returns to ringside as the crowd buzzes in anticipation. The ring has been cleared, the referee stands waiting in the center, and Bella Braxton raises her microphone.)
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A HARDCORE MATCH SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
Bella Braxton: AND IT IS FOR THE EAW HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!
(The opening of “Life is Short, O Brave Girl” by Hanabie blasts throughout the arena.)
(The reaction erupts with boos as Miku Sakai steps onto the stage with Kiko Sakai several paces behind her. Miku immediately throws both arms out and screams toward the crowd before pointing directly at the camera. Miku starts down the ramp with a huge grin across her face, bouncing from side to side and mouthing off toward anybody close enough to hear her. Kiko follows quietly behind, her expression composed as she keeps her eyes locked on the ring.)
Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST, THE CHALLENGER! ACCOMPANIED TO THE RING BY KIKO SAKAI! FROM FUKUI, JAPAN! WEIGHING IN AT ONE HUNDRED AND TEN POUNDS… “THE AUDACITY”… MIIIIIIIKUUUUUU SAAAAAAKAAAAAIIII!!!!
Rich Russillo: Miku Sakai has talked, threatened, and fought her way to this opportunity, but tonight there is nowhere left to go. She wanted Kai Rabeaux and she wanted the Hardcore Championship. She has both standing in front of her tonight.
Thadd Blazevich: And this is exactly the kind of environment Miku wants, bro. No disqualifications, no restrictions on what she can use, and Kiko Sakai is right there at ringside. Miku has never needed permission to make a match ugly, and tonight she doesn’t even have to pretend there are rules holding her back.
Persephone: She survived Bloodsport by getting her sister to cave Bronson Daniels’ skull in, so yeah, I’d say she’s comfortable with this shit.
(Miku reaches ringside and immediately climbs onto the apron. She steps through the ropes before running straight across the ring and jumping onto the middle turnbuckle. Staring out at the crowd with a cocksure grin.)
(Kiko takes her position at ringside while Miku hops down and begins pacing around the ring. Her music fades, but Miku continues talking to herself and occasionally glancing toward the entrance.)
Miku Sakai: (Off Mic) COME ON, ASSHOLE!
(The arena darkens.)
(“The Promised Consort” by Shoi Miyazawa begins to play.)
(Kai Rabeaux steps onto the stage with the EAW Hardcore Championship secured around his waist. He stops beneath the lights and slowly looks across the arena before lowering his eyes toward the ring.)
Persephone: And here comes Baby Killer himself.
Rich Russillo: Kai Rabeaux has carried himself like the Hardcore Championship is proof of everything he has ever claimed to be. The strongest. The superior competitor. The man who decides who belongs and who does not. Tonight Miku Sakai is trying to take away the piece of evidence he values most.
(Kai unfastens the Hardcore Championship and raises it high above his head without taking his eyes off Miku.)
Bella Braxton: AND HER OPPONENT! FROM NEW YORK CITY, NEW YORK! WEIGHING IN AT TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTY POUNDS! HE IS “THE OVERLORD OF THE NEXT GENERATION”… AND THE REIGNING EAW HARDCORE CHAMPION… KAAAAAIIIIII RAAAAABEAUUUUUXXXX!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: Kai’s been through wars with that championship, dude, and every time somebody has tried to drag him down into their kind of fight, he’s found a way to survive it. People can hate everything about this guy, but nobody can pretend he hasn’t been dangerous as hell with that title.
(Kai begins walking down the ramp at a deliberate pace. Miku continues shouting from inside the ring while Kiko remains several feet away from the aisle, watching him carefully.)
Persephone: Miku looks like she wants to jump him before he even gets inside.
Rich Russillo: I’m not convinced she’ll wait much longer.
(Kai reaches ringside and stops directly in front of Kiko. Kiko doesn’t move. Kai looks down at her for several seconds before slowly raising the Hardcore Championship between them. Kiko’s expression doesn’t change. Kai gives her a faint, contemptuous smile before walking past her.)
Thadd Blazevich: Kiko isn’t backing away, bro, but she isn’t taking the bait either. She knows why she’s here tonight.
(Kai climbs the steel steps and steps through the ropes. Miku immediately advances, but the referee gets between them and forces her backward.)
Miku Sakai: (Off Mic) GIVE ME MY FUCKING BELT!
(Kai looks down at the championship in his hands and then back at Miku.)
Kai Rabeaux: (Off Mic) You have mistaken proximity for ownership.
Miku Sakai: (Off Mic) SHUT THE FUCK UP!
(Kai raises the Hardcore Championship directly in Miku’s face before handing it to the referee.)
(Kai steps onto the middle rope and spreads his arms as the crowd rains noise down upon him. He looks over his shoulder at Miku before stepping back onto the canvas.)
(The referee moves to the center of the ring and raises the EAW Hardcore Championship high above his head.)
Rich Russillo: That is what this comes down to. The EAW Hardcore Championship. Pinfall or submission must happen inside this ring, but beyond that, there are no disqualifications and virtually no restrictions on what either competitor can do to the other.
Thadd Blazevich: And neither one of these two needs much encouragement, bro.
(The referee hands the championship through the ropes to the timekeeper. Kiko moves into Miku’s corner at ringside. Kai backs into his corner and stretches his neck from side to side. Miku doesn’t back into hers. She stands in the center of the ring staring directly at Kai. Kai slowly steps out of his corner. The referee looks between them and signals for the match to begin.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: THERE’S THE BELL, AND MIKU SAKAI FLIES ACROSS THE RING! Miku immediately unloads with forearms to Kai Rabeaux, and Kai fires right back! Miku catches him across the mouth, Kai rocks her backward with a harder shot, AND MIKU RESPONDS BY CLAWING AT HIS EYES!
Persephone: CAT SCRATCH FEVER! Only five seconds into the match. Perfect. She knows trying to outmuscle Kai would be fucking stupid, so gouge his eyes out instead.
Rich Russillo: Kai grabs Miku around the waist and physically tears her away from his face before throwing her across the ring! Miku rolls through to her feet, comes straight back, ducks underneath a lariat and rebounds off the ropes with a RUNNING DROPKICK TO THE KNEE! Kai drops down and Miku immediately starts hammering kicks into his chest!
Thadd Blazevich: That knee is the obvious target, bro. Kai has a lot of height and over a hundred pounds on Miku, but none of that matters quite as much if she can make the dude fight on one leg.
Rich Russillo: Miku grabs Kai by the head and drives a knee into his face! Kai falls backward and Miku jumps onto the cover!
Referee: ONNNNEEE!!!!
Rich Russillo: KAI POWERS OUT! Miku rolls through the landing and keeps moving! RUNNING BLOCKBUSTER! She hooks the leg again!
Referee: ONNNEEEE!!
Rich Russillo: ANOTHER KICKOUT! Miku tries to pull Kai into a DDT, but Kai pushes with his legs and hoists her up onto his shoulder! Kai carries Miku into the corner and drives her spine-first into the turnbuckles before unloading with forearms to the jaw!
Persephone: There’s the problem. She needs combinations to put Kai down. Kai gets both hands on her once and suddenly she’s furniture.
Rich Russillo: Kai whips Miku hard into the opposite corner and charges after her— MIKU GETS BOTH BOOTS UP! Kai staggers away! Miku climbs onto the middle rope and launches herself with a flying forearm! Kai stays upright, so Miku rebounds off the ropes and DROPKICKS THAT KNEE AGAIN!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku keeps going back to it, dude! Kai drops to one knee and she’s already moving again!
Rich Russillo: MIKU WITH A RUNNING KNEE TO THE FACE! Kai falls flat! Miku could stay on him, but instead she rolls underneath the bottom rope and starts searching beneath the ring!
Persephone: And there goes whatever illusion remained that this was going to resemble normal wrestling. Thank Gawd!
Rich Russillo: MIKU PULLS OUT A STEEL CHAIR! Kai is already dragging himself upright and Miku slides back inside before raising the chair high! MIKU SMASHES IT ACROSS KAI’S BACK! Kai drops to one knee, AND MIKU HITS HIM AGAIN!
Thadd Blazevich: Kai is still trying to stand, bro! Miku raises that chair for a third shot!
Rich Russillo: KAI SURGES UP AND KICKS MIKU IN THE STOMACH! Miku drops the chair, Kai catches her around the waist AND LAUNCHES HER ACROSS THE RING WITH A BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX!
Persephone: Congratulations, Miku. You brought the man a weapon.
Rich Russillo: Kai grabs that chair as Miku tries to rise AND SMASHES IT ACROSS HER BACK! Miku goes flat to the canvas! Kai strikes her a second time, then lays the chair across Miku’s upper back and neck before stepping onto it!
Thadd Blazevich: Kai is putting all his weight down through that steel, dude! Miku is trapped underneath it and there’s no rope break to save her!
Rich Russillo: Miku claws forward, reaches back and manages to hook Kai’s standing leg! SHE SWEEPS IT OUT! Kai falls backward and Miku slips out from underneath the chair! Kai gets back up and charges after her—
Thadd Blazevich: MIKU THROWS THE STEEL CHAIR DIRECTLY INTO HIS FACE BRO! Kai staggers backward! Miku follows with a running knee to the jaw and hooks the leg!
Referee: ONNNEEEEEEEE!!
Referee: TWWWWWW—
Rich Russillo: KAI GETS THE SHOULDER UP!
Persephone: Good. I’d have been offended if one flying chair ended this. I want blood.
Rich Russillo: Miku immediately rolls outside again and pulls another chair from beneath the ring! She throws it inside, follows after it and opens the chair in the middle of the canvas! Kai rises behind her and catches Miku with a forearm before she can turn around!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku fires one back, bro! Kai answers! Miku again! Kai rocks her with another and hooks her around the waist!
Rich Russillo: Kai is trying to suplex Miku onto that open chair, but Miku starts driving elbows into the side of his head! Miku breaks free and lands behind him! She shoves Kai toward the chair, but Kai jumps over it and catches himself on the ropes!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku charges from behind, bro! Kai sidesteps! Miku manages to leap over the chair too, but she turns— A SHOOT KICK TO THE CHEST! Kai fires another! A third backs Miku against the ropes!
Persephone: That size difference becomes a lot more noticeable when Kai starts kicking her like he’s trying to send her into another zip code.
Rich Russillo: Kai whips Miku across the ring and pops her into the air on the rebound! Miku twists around his shoulders and counters with a WHEELBARROW BULLDOG! Kai gets driven face-first into the mat!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku sees the first chair, dude! She’s got it again!
Rich Russillo: Kai pushes himself up AND MIKU SMASHES THE CHAIR ACROSS HIS HEAD! Kai falls to a knee and blood immediately starts running from his forehead!
Persephone: Much better.
Rich Russillo: Miku sees that blood and dives onto Kai! Forearm after forearm directly into the cut! Kai covers his face, but Miku keeps hammering until Kai gets both hands underneath her— AND HE THROWS HER THROUGH THE ROPES TO THE FLOOR!
Persephone: Kai follows her outside and drives Miku face-first into the barricade! He does it again! Miku tries to elbow herself free, but Kai catches her— AND DRIVES HER SPINE-FIRST INTO THE EDGE OF THE APRON!
Thadd Blazevich: That stopped her cold, bro. Kai’s bleeding, but he finally has enough room to start imposing himself.
Rich Russillo: Kai fires a shoot kick into Miku’s chest that knocks her toward the barricade! Another one lands! Kai charges, BUT MIKU PULLS HIM FACE-FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE!
Persephone: She keeps finding that cut. Smart little asshole.
Rich Russillo: Miku immediately dives beneath the apron and pulls out a length of rope! Kai is trying to get back to his feet, but Miku loops that rope around his throat from behind and plants a foot into his back!
Thadd Blazevich: SHE’S CHOKING HIM, DUDE! No disqualification, no five count, and no ropes to save Kai out here!
Rich Russillo: Miku pulls with everything she has! Kai wedges his fingers underneath the rope and starts forcing himself upright! Miku climbs onto his back and keeps the rope cinched around his throat, but Kai gets all the way to his feet with Miku still hanging from him!
Thadd Blazevich: KAI CHARGES BACKWARD INTO THE RING POST BRO! Miku gets crushed between Kai and the steel and drops to the floor! Kai rips the rope away from his neck, but he doesn’t throw it aside!
Persephone: Oh good. Now baby killer gets a turn.
Rich Russillo: Kai wraps the rope around Miku’s wrist and pulls her up! He yanks her straight toward him AND TURNS HER INSIDE OUT WITH REDLINED ON THE FLOOR! Kai keeps hold of the rope and drags Miku toward the steel steps!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku is trying to brace herself, bro, but Kai gives that rope another yank!
Rich Russillo: MIKU GOES SHOULDER-FIRST INTO THE STEEL STEPS! Kai pulls her back and sends her into them a second time! Miku crashes against the steel and Kiko Sakai is starting to move closer!
Thadd Blazevich: Kai sees Kiko in the corner and turns toward her! Kai warns her away, and Kiko stops several feet back! BUT MIKU YANKS ON THE ROPE FROM BEHIND! Kai gets pulled off balance and Miku rushes forward!
Rich Russillo: KAI GOES FACE-FIRST INTO THE STEEL STEPS! That cut on his forehead is opened even wider!
Persephone: He looks considerably less divine when blood is running into his eyes.
Rich Russillo: Miku tears the rope away and searches beneath the ring again! SHE PULLS OUT A TABLE! Miku gets it open at ringside while Kai uses the apron to pull himself back up!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku charges, bro, but Kai catches her around the waist!
Persephone: KAI LIFTS MIKU INTO A HIGH-ANGLE POWERBOMB POSITION! That table is directly behind him and Miku starts hammering fists down into Kai’s head!
Rich Russillo: KIKO SAKAI JUST SMASHED A STEEL PIPE ACROSS THE BACK OF KAI’S KNEE! Kai’s leg buckles and Miku drops free!
Persephone: Baby Killer didn’t pay attention to the sister that should’ve been aborted. How fitting.
Rich Russillo: Kai clutches his knee and turns toward Kiko, but Miku immediately kicks the same knee! Kai drops down! Miku jumps onto the apron, runs along it AND DRIVES A KNEE INTO THE SIDE OF KAI’S HEAD! Kai falls against the table but it stays standing!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku sees another chance, dude! She’s charging again!
Rich Russillo: KAI TURNS AND CATCHES HER! Miku starts throwing elbows, but Kai powers through them and LAUNCHES MIKU THROUGH THE TABLE WITH A FALLAWAY SLAM!
Thadd Blazevich: Kiko tries to rush in with that pipe again, bro! Trying to help her sister! BUT KAI TURNS AND PLANTS A THRUST KICK TO HER CHEST! THE PIPE GOES FLYING AND KIKO IS KNOCKED DOWN!
Persephone: Heh. I guess dumb bitch number two only delayed the inevitable for dumb bitch number one.
Rich Russillo: Miku is buried in broken wood at ringside! Kai grabs her by the hair, drags her from the wreckage and throws her underneath the bottom rope! Kai follows her inside and plants Miku with a HALF AND HALF SUPLEX!
Persephone: Kai drags her up before she can stay down! BACKBREAKER ACROSS THE GOOD KNEE! Kai keeps hold of Miku and delivers A SECOND BACKBREAKER before finally covering!
Referee: ONNNNEEEEEEEE!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Rich Russillo: MIKU KICKS OUT!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku’s back just went through a table and then across Kai’s knee twice, bro, but she’s still moving!
Rich Russillo: Kai wipes the blood from his forehead and pulls Miku back up! Kai fires a forearm! Miku answers! Kai hits another! Miku staggers but returns one of her own! Kai rocks backward and Miku immediately kicks the damaged knee!
Rich Russillo: Another kick to the knee drops Kai down! Miku hits the ropes AND DRIVES A RUNNING KNEE INTO HIS FACE! Kai falls backward, but Miku doesn’t cover! She drags Kai toward the corner and turns back! She sets and charges!!
Persephone: Oh Christ.
Rich Russillo: MUSTACHE RIDE! Miku drives into Kai’s face with the bronco buster, smashing his head into the turnbuckles before pulling him away!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku grabs one of the steel chairs and opens it in the center of the ring again, bro! Kai is getting back up and Miku tries to pull him toward that chair, but Kai breaks her grip with a forearm! Miku swings back! Kai answers with a knee to the stomach!
Rich Russillo: Kai hooks Miku around the waist and tries to lift her toward the open chair! Miku starts hammering elbows into the side of his head! Kai loses his grip! Miku lands behind him!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku kicks the knee again, bro! Kai drops down!
Rich Russillo: Miku hits the ropes and charges, BUT KAI EXPLODES UP WITH SHRINE! THE BICYCLE KNEE CATCHES MIKU DIRECTLY IN THE FACE!
Persephone: No cover. Kai knows that isn’t enough anymore! He goes to the corner before ripping off the middle turnbuckle padding, and now Kai just scoops Miku up, BEFORE RUNNING IN AND THROWING MIKU HEAD FIRST INTO THE EXPOSED TURNBUCKLE WITH A LAWN DART!
Rich Russillo: Miku doesn’t even know where she is after that one, and Kai just shakes his head, not impressed whatsoever from the looks of it.
Thadd Blazevich: Kai tries to set her up again, bro, but Miku drops to one knee and drives a forearm into his stomach! Another one lands! A third forces Kai to release her!
Rich Russillo: Miku hops onto the middle rope before jumping onto Kai, AND SHE LOOKS FOR A HURRICANRANA, BUT KAI HOLDS ON AND STUMBLES TOWARDS THE ROPES!
Thadd Blazevich: EXCEPT MIKU IS ABLE TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THIS, USING THE ROPES TO SEND HERSELF AND KAI OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH THE HURRICANRANA!!! BOTH ELITISTS CRASH ONTO THE FLOOR OUTSIDE, BUT KAI GOT THE WORST OF THAT ONE!
Persephone: Miku takes the opportunity to dig under the ring while Kai stirs and gets to a knee, AND MIKU TAKES OUT A TOOLBOX!
Rich Russillo: SHE GOES TO SMASH IT IN KAI’S FACE—
Thadd Blazevich: BUT KAI CATCHES IT, BEFORE SENDING IT RIGHT INTO MIKU’S HEAD!! MIKU STUMBLES BACK TO THE BARRICADE AND KAI RUSHES IN!
Rich Russillo: AND THERE’S THE HOLLOW POINT! That running high kick nearly takes Miku’s head off, and Kai just sends Miku back into the ring before taking a drill out from the toolbox!
Persephone: Kai follows behind as he turns on the drill, AND HE WAITS FOR MIKU TO GET UP BEFORE GOING IN!
Thadd Blazevich: KICK TO THE KNEE AGAIN, BRO! KAI IS STAGGERED!!
Rich Russillo: AND MIKU TAKES HOLD OF THE DRILL, JUST ENOUGH TO APPLY IT TO KAI’S SIDE!!!! KAI SCREAMS IN PAIN AS LOUD AS HE CAN!!!! MIKU JUST DRILLED A HOLE INTO KAI’S SIDE!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: AND NOW SHE PULLS HIM IN BEFORE DELIVERING A TORNADO DDT!!! MIKU IMMEDIATELY FOLLOWS WITH THE COVER!!!!!
Referee: ONNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEE—
Persephone: PLANNED PARENTHOOD GETS THE SHOULDER UP!
Rich Russillo: Miku sits up in disbelief, but she doesn’t waste time arguing! She grabs Kai by the head and tries to pull him up again! Kai shoves her backward! Miku rebounds off the ropes and charges—
Thadd Blazevich: BLADE OF BABYLON!
Rich Russillo: NO! MIKU DUCKS IT! SHE HITS A SHARP KICK TO THAT BAD KNEE! Kai grimaces in pain and Miku turns through! She grabs one of the chairs— AND SWINGS IT AT KAI’S FACE!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT KAI CATCHES THE CHAIR WITH HIS HANDS! HE RIPS IT AWAY AND SHOVES THE TOP OF IT INTO MIKU’S STOMACH! AND HE SMASHES IT INTO HER HEAD FOR GOOD MEASURE! Miku is down! And Kai finally has a second to beat some life into that bad knee while he recovers!
Rich Russillo: Kai rolls away and under the bottom rope to the floor, clutching at his side as blood continues pouring out! He searches beneath the ring and comes back inside with a black bag! Kai unties it and empties it across the canvas!
Thadd Blazevich: THUMBTACKS SCATTER EVERYWHERE BRO! Thousands of them! Kai has just covered a section of the ring in thumbtacks!
Rich Russillo: Miku sees them and immediately starts rolling herself away! Kai grabs her by the ankle and drags her toward the tacks! Miku rolls onto her back and kicks at Kai’s face! One connects! Another forces Kai to release her!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku gets back up, bro! Kai charges! Miku sidesteps! Kai manages to stop himself just short of the thumbtacks!
Persephone: Shame.
Rich Russillo: Miku jumps onto Kai’s back and starts clawing at his eyes! Kai staggers blindly toward the tacks! Miku is trying to force him backward into them, but Kai reaches over his shoulder and catches her by the hair!
Persephone: KAI PULLS MIKU IN AND THROWS HER OVER HIS SHOULDER! MIKU LANDS BACK-FIRST IN THE THUMBTACKS!
Thadd Blazevich: JESUS CHRIST, DUDE! Miku’s back and shoulders are covered in them!
Rich Russillo: Miku arches off the canvas in agony! Kai grabs her by the wrist and tries to drag her back up, but Miku slaps him across the face! Another slap! And—
Thadd Blazevich: AND KAI JUST ROCKS HER WITH A SUPERKICK, BEFORE TURNING AND JUMPING OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE WITH A CRYSTAL KINGDOM CUTTER INTO THE THUMBTACKS!!! MIKU GOES FACE FIRST INTO THE TACKS, AND KAI HOLDS HIS SIDE IN PAIN, BEFORE HOOKING THE LEG!!
Referee: ONNNNNNNEEEEEE!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Rich Russillo: MIKU MANAGES TO POWER OUT! You can still see all the thumbtacks stuck in her face! But she is still fighting!
Thadd Blazevich: Kai is getting angry, bro! He slowly pushes himself up, grabbing his side once again. Now he grabs Miku by the head and pulls her up! Laying in one punch! Two! Three! Now he backs up and rushes in for a Lariat! REDLINED!
Rich Russillo: MIKU SLIPS UNDERNEATH HIM AND BACKDROPS KAI INTO THE THUMBTACKS!
Persephone: Now they match.
Rich Russillo: Kai rolls onto his side with thumbtacks embedded throughout his back and arms! Miku is barely able to stand, she rolls out underneath the bottom rope and drops her feet to the floor to help herself stand up all the way!
Thadd Blazevich: But she won’t leave empty handed! She reaches down and searches under the rung again! What the hell is left under there, bro?
Rich Russillo: MIKU PULLS OUT A BOX CUTTER!
Persephone: Apparently things can still get worse.
Rich Russillo: Kai is crawling away from the thumbtacks while Miku slides back inside with that blade! Kai gets to one knee and sees what she has! Miku lunges— KAI CATCHES HER WRIST!
Thadd Blazevich: THEY’RE FIGHTING OVER THE BOX CUTTER, DUDE!
Rich Russillo: Miku drives a knee into Kai’s damaged leg! Kai’s grip loosens and Miku rips her arm free! MIKU DRAGS THE BLADE ACROSS KAI’S UPPER ARM!
Persephone: There it is.
Rich Russillo: Kai recoils as blood immediately begins running down his arm! Miku comes after him again, but Kai kicks her hand and sends the box cutter skidding across the ring!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku charges anyway, bro! Kai grabs her and throws her toward the ropes! Miku rebounds and leaps—
Rich Russillo: KAI CATCHES HER IN MID-AIR! Miku starts hammering elbows into his head! Kai loses his grip and Miku lands behind him!
Thadd Blazevich: Both of them are bleeding, both of them have thumbtacks stuck in them, Kai’s leg has been attacked all match, and that box cutter is still sitting a few feet away, bro!
Persephone: Kai swings a back elbow! Miku ducks underneath! Kai turns around and Miku kicks him in the stomach! Miku grabs the second steel chair and raises it—
Rich Russillo: KAI KICKS THE CHAIR BACK INTO MIKU’S FACE!
Persephone: And neither one of them even thinks about covering anymore.
Rich Russillo: Miku stumbles against the ropes! Kai picks up the steel pipe Kiko used earlier! Kai looks at the pipe, then at Miku!
Thadd Blazevich: KAI SWINGS THE STEEL PIPE, BRO! Miku ducks underneath! Kai turns around— MIKU DROPKICKS THE DAMAGED KNEE! Kai drops the pipe and falls to one knee!
Persephone: Miku grabs the pipe herself! Kai starts to rise—
Rich Russillo: MIKU DRIVES THE STEEL PIPE INTO KAI’S RIBS AGAIN! AND THEN CRACKS THE PIPE ACROSS KAI’S BACK! Kai falls forward onto his hands and knees!
Thadd Blazevich: But Miku knows that isn’t enough for a pin now, bro! She’s not even trying! Miku throws the pipe aside and looks around at the wreckage! Two battered chairs, rope at ringside, broken table pieces, thumbtacks scattered across the canvas, the box cutter lying near the ropes, and both wrestlers covered in blood!
Rich Russillo: Miku grabs Kai by the hair and tries to pull him back up, but Kai suddenly drives a forearm into her stomach! Another! Kai gets back to his feet and catches Miku with a vicious knee to the face!
Persephone: And somehow neither idiot is done.
Rich Russillo: Kai grabs Miku and throws her through the ropes to the apron! Miku catches herself! Kai charges— MIKU KICKS HIM IN THE FACE THROUGH THE ROPES!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku climbs to the top rope, dude! Kai is turning around!
Rich Russillo: MIKU LAUNCHES HERSELF—
Thadd Blazevich: KAI CATCHES HER, BRO!
Rich Russillo: Kai has Miku across his shoulders and looks down at the thumbtacks scattered across the ring!
Persephone: Oh, that is a terrible place to be.
Rich Russillo: Miku realizes it and starts throwing elbows into Kai’s head! Kai staggers but keeps hold of her! Miku drives another elbow into the cut on his forehead! Kai’s grip finally loosens and Miku slips down behind him!
Persephone: Miku shoves Kai toward the thumbtacks! Kai stops himself! Miku charges!
Rich Russillo: KAI TURNS AND BLASTS HER WITH A FOREARM!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku drops to one knee, bro!
Rich Russillo: Kai grabs one of the bent steel chairs and looks down at Miku! Miku looks up at the chair! KAI RAISES IT OVER HIS HEAD—
Thadd Blazevich: KIKO HAS THE ROPE, BRO! Kiko snatches up the rope from ringside and loops it around Kai’s ankle through the bottom rope!
Rich Russillo: KIKO YANKS WITH EVERYTHING SHE HAS! KAI’S INJURED LEG GETS RIPPED OUT FROM UNDER HIM! The chair flies from his hands and Kai drops to a knee!
Persephone: That quiet little bitch picked the perfect second to save her sister from additional CTE!
Rich Russillo: Kiko releases the rope and it spills underneath the bottom rope as Kai stumbles into the corner in a daze!
Thadd Blazevich: AND MIKU TAKES ADVANTAGE OF THIS, RUNNING IN AND LANDING THE MUSTACHE RIDE! KAI’S HEAD SNAPS BACK AND MIKU DRAGS HIM OUT OF THE CORNER BEFORE FALLING ACROSS HIM!
Referee: ONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Rich Russillo: KAI KICKS OUT! THE HARDCORE CHAMPION IS STILL ALIVE!!
Persephone: FUCK! He ate every bit of that and still threw a shoulder up!
Rich Russillo: And Miku looks like she’s reaching her breaking point! She can’t believe this! Miku immediately grabs Kai by the head and starts hammering him with punches! There is no technique to this, she’s just trying her best to hurt Kai!
Thadd Blazevich: Kai covers up and manages to shove her away! Miku comes charging back, but Kai catches her with a forearm that sends her stumbling into the ropes! Meanwhile Kiko is climbing onto the apron again, bro! She’s trying to give Miku another opening!
Rich Russillo: Kai sees her this time! Kiko reaches through the ropes toward him, BUT KAI SNATCHES THE BOX CUTTER OFF THE CANVAS!
Rich Russillo: KAI SWINGS THE BLADE ACROSS KIKO’S FACE!
Persephone: HAHA! SHE’S BLEEDING LIKE THE PIG SHE IS!
Thadd Blazevich: KIKO DROPS OFF THE APRON, DUDE! SHE’S GOT BLOOD POURING DOWN THE SIDE OF HER FACE!
Rich Russillo: Kai turns back toward Miku—
Thadd Blazevich: MIKU TACKLES HIM, BRO! Miku is unloading with punches! Kai tries to cover up, but Miku rakes her fingers across that bloody forehead and drags Kai back toward the thumbtacks!
Rich Russillo: Kai throws a wild elbow! He catches Miku on the jaw! And has just enough time to grab that chair again! AND HE SWINGS THE SIDE EDGE OF IT INTO MIKU’S THROAT!!
Persephone: MIKU IS DROPPED! She looks like she can’t breathe and I think she just coughed some blood from that!
Thadd Blazevich: Kai is immediately on the offensive, bro! He grabs Miku and pulls her up!
Kai Rabeaux: (off mic) I TOLD YOU THAT YOU WERE NOT READY! I TOLD YOU I WOULD DESTROY YOU!
Rich Russillo: Looks like Kai wants to go for the Kingstone Piledriver again—
Persephone: RIGHT IN BABY KILLER’S BABY MAKERS!
Thadd Blazevich: MIKU WITH THE LOW BLOW AND KAI’S EYES NEARLY BULGE FROM HIS HEAD! Kai drops down to a knee, and Miku Sakai might have just gained the perfect opportunity, bros! Miku drags herself to the ropes!
Rich Russillo: AND SHE JUMPS ONTO THE MIDDLE ROPE, SPRINGBOARDING OFF FOR A HURRICANRANA—
Persephone: BUT KAI CATCHES MIKU, AND HE USES EVERYTHING HE HAS LEFT TO POWER HER UP BEFORE THROWING HER INTO THE TURNBUCKLES WITH A BUCKLE BOMB!!!!
Rich Russillo: Miku falls out of the corner, and Kai immediately falls back and leans against the ropes, struggling to even stand after all he’s received. Kai isn’t satisfied with all that’s been done just yet though, as he grabs Miku BEFORE JUST SLAMMING HER FACE FIRST INTO THE THUMBTACKS! Miku grabs at her face in pain, and Kai uses the opportunity to grab the fallen rope!
Thadd Blazevich: Kai loops that rope around Miku’s throat, bro! HE’S CINCHING IT TIGHT!
Rich Russillo: KAI PULLS BACK WITH BOTH HANDS! Miku is clawing desperately at the rope around her neck! And more blood is flowing from her mouth as she coughs and chokes! Kai plants his knee between her shoulder blades and keeps pulling!
Persephone: Kiko can barely see through the blood on her own face, and she’s trying to get back up! Miku might be unconscious before she gets there!
Rich Russillo: Miku’s movements are slowing! Kai keeps that rope tight around her throat until Miku’s arms begin to drop! Blood bubbling from her lips at this point!
Persephone: KIKO JUST SLID INTO THE RING! SHE SNATCHES THE PIPE AND SWINGS IT AT KAI’S HEAD!
Thadd Blazevich: KAI DROPS THE ROPE AND DUCKS THE PIPE! BLADE OF BABYLON TO KIKO SAKAI!
Rich Russillo: Kiko drops to the mat and rolls to the outside but she got Kai to release the choke! But it doesn’t look like he’s finished! Miku isn’t even moving! Kai grabs the chair and lays it flat in the center of the ring! He drags Miku’s limp body over it and pulls her up!
Persephone: Oh, yeah. She’s a corpse now.
Rich Russillo: Kai starts to lift Miku, and I think this one may be over!
Thadd Blazevich: That’s right! KAI DRAGS HER UP FOR THE KINGSTONE PILEDRIVER!!
Persephone: BUT MIKU HAS THE BOX CUTTER!
Rich Russillo: MIKU DRIVES THE BOX CUTTER INTO KAI’S SIDE! SHE WAS PLAYING POSSUM!!!! KAI WAS FORCED TO LET GO, AND SHE WASN’T ACTUALLY UNCONSCIOUS!!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku keeps hold of the blade AND SLASHES IT ACROSS KAI’S STOMACH!
Persephone: HOLY FUCK! I THINK I SEE HIS INTESTINES!
Rich Russillo: There’s definitely a ton of blood, that’s for sure! Kai staggers backward clutching his abdomen! Blood is pouring between his fingers! AND NOW MIKU RUNS THE ROPES BEFORE JUMPING UP!!
Thadd Blazevich: CUCK KILLER!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: MIKU SAKAI LANDS THE DOUBLE KNEE FACEBREAKER, AND THAT’S IT!!! KAI IS DONE!!!! MIKU DROPS INTO THE COVER, AND THIS ONE HAS TO BE OVER!!!
Referee: ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!
Referee: TWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Referee: THHHRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Persephone: No way.
Rich Russillo: # KAI KICKED OUT!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, this is insane. This guy just won’t stay down! Miku Sakai is just totally stunned, and I don’t blame her! Kai has been an almost unstoppable Hardcore Champion, and times like this just make him terrifying.
Rich Russillo: It is. Kai Rabeaux has had an extremely successful past year, and THIS is why! Miku is at a loss for words, but just look at Kai. Somehow even after all he’s taken, he’s still trying to move! Kai has life in him still, and I think that fact just pisses Miku off even more!
(Miku Sakai stares at Kai, almost frantically shaking her head out of disbelief. She’s right on the door of winning her first Championship in five years, but somehow even after everything thrown at him, the Hardcore Champion won’t fall. Miku breathes heavily, having exhausted just about all of her options.)
(Until… Her eyes dart towards the box cutter.)
Persephone: Miku is picking that box cutter back up, and I think she knows she’s out of options besides killing the guy.
Rich Russillo: Kai makes it to all fours— AND NOW MIKU POUNCES, BEFORE REPEATEDLY STABBING HIM IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH THE BOX CUTTER!!!
Thadd Blazevich: IS THIS WHAT IT’S GONNA TAKE TO KEEP HIM DOWN???
Persephone: SHE’S NOT HOLDING BACK AT ALL! SHE’S ACTUALLY TRYING TO END KAI!
Rich Russillo: MIKU DOESN’T EVEN CARE WHERE SHE STABS ANYMORE, LANDING STABS TO THE BACK, THE NECK AND THE BACK OF KAI’S HEAD!!! MIKU STABS KAI OVER AND OVER, CONTINUING UNTIL KAI IS JUST LIFELESS!!!
Thadd Blazevich: MIKU CONTINUES UNTIL ENOUGH BLOOD POURS FROM KAI’S HEAD TO MAKE THE RING LOOK LIKE A CRIME SCENE! KAI ISN’T MOVING, AND FINALLY MIKU DRAGS HIM OVER THE THUMBTACKS, GIVING A SCREAM AS SHE PULLS HIM UP!!!
Rich Russillo: MIKU LIFTS KAI INTO THE DOUBLE UNDERHOOK CANADIAN BACKBREAKER RACK!
Persephone: # REST IN PISS!
Rich Russillo: MIKU TWISTS THROUGH WITH THE MODIFIED CORKSCREW NECKBREAKER! KAI IS DRIVEN INTO THE CANVAS, AND THEY BOTH LAND IN THE TACKS!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT MIKU REFUSES TO STOP NOW, AS SHE FORCES HER ARM OVER KAI WITH THE LAST BIT OF STRENGTH SHE HAS LEFT!!!!
Rich Russillo: SHE GETS IT!! MIKU GETS THE ARM OVER KAI!!!!!
Referee: ONNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
…
(DING! DING! DING!)
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… the winner of this match…
Bella Braxton: # AAAAANNNNDDDD NNEEEWWWW EAW HARDCORE CHAMPION… MIKUUUUUU SSSAAAAAKKAAAIIIIII!!!!!
(Bella Braxton lowers the microphone as “Life is Short, O Brave Girl” blasts through the arena. Miku remains sprawled across Kai for several seconds, barely moving.)
Rich Russillo: IT’S OVER! MIKU SAKAI HAS DONE IT! After everything Kai Rabeaux put her through tonight, Miku Sakai is leaving Territorial Invasion as the Hardcore Champion!
Thadd Blazevich: Look at both of them, bro! Blood everywhere, thumbtacks stuck in their bodies, neither one can even stand! Kai gave her absolutely everything!
Persephone: And somehow the obnoxious little bitch actually fucking did it. She brought the Baby Killer’s reign to an end.
(The referee retrieves the Hardcore Championship as Kiko pulls herself into the ring, blood still running from the slash across her face. She stumbles her way over toward Miku.)
Rich Russillo: Kiko paid a price too, but every time Miku needed her tonight, her sister found a way to be there.
(The referee approaches with the championship. Miku sees it.)
Miku Sakai: (Off Mic) GIVE ME THAT FUCKING THING!
(The referee hands it over. Miku clutches the Hardcore Championship against her chest before a huge smile finally breaks across her blood-covered face, like a years-long weight has been lifted off of her shoulders.)
Miku Sakai: (Off Mic) ha… hahaha… HAHA! I FUCKING TOLD HIM!
(Her voice is rasped and strained through the blood in her throat, but it doesn’t stop her. Kiko helps Miku sit upright and get to a knee. Kiko raises her sister’s hand in the air as Miku raises the championship over her head.)
Thadd Blazevich: There it is, dude. That’s what all of this was for.
Rich Russillo: Whatever anyone thinks about Miku Sakai or the way she fights, tonight she finally has championship gold again.
(Several feet away, Kai begins to stir. Blood covers his face and abdomen as he reaches weakly toward the championship before trying to push himself up.)
(Kai collapses back down.)
Persephone: Reality finally caught up with him.
Rich Russillo: But what a reign it took to end. Kai Rabeaux has been a vicious Hardcore Champion, and tonight he nearly broke Miku Sakai in half trying to keep it. Love him or hate him, Kai Rabeaux has been incredible with that title. From his controversial victory, to ending the career of Adam Lucas, to the dominance he’s had as Champion… I think we’ve only seen the beginning of what path Kai Rabeaux’s career can take.
(Miku notices Kai moving and stares across the ring at him. She raises the Hardcore Championship directly in his line of sight.)
Miku Sakai: (Off Mic) MINE.
(Miku holds up a middle finger. Kai glares back, barely conscious as medics begin to swarm him.)
(Miku grins.)
Miku Sakai: (Off Mic) WHO’S THE FUCKING UNDERACHIEVER NOW?!
(Kiko turns Miku away from Kai. She helps her sister to the corner where Miku climbs to the top and holds the championship high as Kiko applauds her sister.)
Thadd Blazevich: She earned this one tonight, bro.
Rich Russillo: Kai Rabeaux’s reign ends at Territorial Invasion. And Miku Sakai is the new EAW Hardcore Champion.
(Final shot is of Miku posing with her title on the top turnbuckle.)
(Commercial for Planned Parenthood.)
(Moments later, a graphic for the following contest would appear on screen…)
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL…
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Bella Braxton: AND THE WINNER WILL BE DECLARED THE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER FOR THE EAW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!!!!!!
(‘Run Into Flowers’ by M83 would blare through the speakers as Bronson Daniels’ graphics would flash up on the ribbon at the top of the stage, though the setup clearly was not the attraction, as this capacity stadium hoarded the stage, as they hoarded Bronson Daniels. Their reaction to The Heartbeat was electrifying, stepping out of the curtains to feel the rumbling noise surrounding him, arms flailing down just to get a touch of their favourite competitor. As much as Bronson appreciated their support, raising his hand to high five as many audience members as he possibly could, he was completely and entirely focused on the occasion. He knows from experience that the journey to get to World Championship glory was far harder than anything else in the game, and his sour memories from this very event one year ago was absolutely still in his mind.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first… Hailing from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 190 pounds… HE IS ‘THE HEARTBEAT’… BRONSOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNN DANNNNNNNIEEEEEELLLLLLLLSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!
(He made his way down the ramp and into the ring; beyond a shadow of a doubt, the favourite in this match. Not referring to the odds, referring to the support. Very few Elitists could garner a louder reaction than Bronson Daniels, perhaps it would take a hometown crowd and an intentionally antagonistic Bronson to do so; they wanted him to pull through. Especially considering his opponents. ‘Pride and Arrogance’ by Takeru Kanazaki hit the speakers to perhaps the complete opposite reaction to what had greeted Bronson Daniels. The former World Champion made his way onto that stage, the flailing arms remained, though it wasn’t a sign of greeting — they were scratching and clawing at Drake Armstrong, hoping to reach them. While Bronson reached out, Drake didn’t, allowing them to come nowhere near close to him, as he marched down the ramp.)
Bella Braxton: Next… Hailing from Scarsdale, New York, weighing in at 235 pounds… HE IS ‘YOUR IMMACULACY’… DRAAAAAAAKKKKKKKKKEEEEEEEEEEE AAAAAAARMSTROOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!
(Drake slowly stepped up onto the apron, and into the ring, he and Bronson Daniels already beginning to spark tension between the two. Polar opposites in every way, shape and form — a man of the people against the wealthy, the beloved and the universally despised. ‘The Clincher’ by Chevelle hit the speakers, the reaction somewhere in between. If Bronson was the light, if Drake was the dark, Daniella was somewhere in between, though she was absolutely just as hungry. She had as much to prove if not more than either competitor in the ring, those two had already achieved it all. They had been to the top, Daniella knew she could get there. She had to go through both of them to do so.)
Bella Braxton: Lastly… Hailing from Dunkirk, France, weighing in at 170 pounds… SHE IS THE BLADE OF HERMES… DANIELLAAAAAA AAAATLAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!
(The former Specialists Champion entered the ring, all three of them knew that this contest would be starkly different in terms of their approaches. They all removed their entrance outfits, jackets removed, accessories removed; the time for action was upon them.)
(And then…)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: The bell has rung and we are underway, ready to declare a Number One Contender for the EAW World Championship here in the Vaught-Hemingway Stadium! Two former World Champions, a former Specialists Champion, all squaring off to see who gets a shot at the richest prize in the game!
Thadd Blazevich: It’s gonna be a close contest, for sure bro! When you have competitors of this caliber, it’s always going to be a tough one to win! But I know that my twin Bronny D can pull through brah, I know I should be impartial but I have faith!
Persephone: Speaking of Bronson; isn’t it kind of Drake for being charitable tonight? 😊
Rich Russillo: He is?
Thadd Blazevich: What does that have to do with Bronny D???
Persephone: He’s gonna be putting him on a sobriety program by kicking the drugs out of his system. :mjlol:
Thadd Blazevich: Big bro don’t even smoke anymore!
Persephone: I sure need to when I watch him wrestle.
(The three competitors would circle the ring as the bell sounds off; three-ways were always difficult to gain control over. It was almost a guarantee to be chaotic, though ironically, if any competitor preferred stability over said chaos, they had no choice but to take it slow. Perhaps all three of them knew that sooner or later the action would spiral out of control, and it became clear that it wasn’t part of their game plan to let another be the catalyst for it. All three knew this matchup could be in the favour of somebody else if it started any given way. If Drake Armstrong were to slow this one down to nearly a halt, and find a way to keep on top of Bronson and Daniella, reducing them to counter attacking wrestling, it would absolutely favour him. For Bronson, letting this spill to the outside would favour him greatly, using the ringside set-up and the tight spaces would lend credence to his high-flying style and experience with his back up against the octagon cage. For Daniella…)
Rich Russillo: And it looks like Drake Armstrong is going to make the first move!
(The chaos WAS in her favour.)
Thadd Blazevich: BUT DANIELLA ATLAS STOPS THE FORMER CHAMPION DEAD IN HIS TRACKS WITH THE ‘INAMORATA’ LARIAT!!!!!
Rich Russillo: BRONSON DANIELS RECOILS; HE WAS EXPECTING DRAKE ARMSTRONG TO START THE OFFENSE, AND HE WAS PLANNING A COUNTER ALREADY! HAD HE STEPPED EVEN AN INCH FORWARD, HE WOULD HAVE BEEN HIT WITH THAT LARIAT INSTEAD OF DRAKE!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BRONSON NOW HAS HIS ARMS AROUND THE TORSO OF DANIELLA, LOOKING FOR THE GERMAN SUPLEX— BUT THE FORMER UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPION UNLOCKS HIS GRIP, AND SHIFTS HER BODY TO HIT THE ‘MEMORY ROOM’ SWINGING REVERSE STO!!!
Rich Russillo: The ‘Blade of Hermes’ knows this one isn’t finished quite yet — sure, she may have hit two huge manoeuvres right out of the gate, but these are two former World Champions she’s going up against! It’s going to take a lot more than that, and she knows it!
(Daniella sinks her fingers into the hair of Drake Armstrong, and throws him through the middle rope. She wasn’t going to let Drake nor Bronson dictate the pace, she wanted this match to be paceless. She wanted the competitors to feel out of their comfort zone, unable to determine what twists and turns this match would take, as this stipulation has historically favoured her in the past. She followed Drake to the outside, the former World Champion struggling to regain his bearings — a sight Daniella no doubt cherished. She dug her nails into Drake’s tights, lifting him to his feet…)
Rich Russillo: BACK SUPLEX ONTO THE ANNOUNCE TABLE! DRAKE HOLDS ONTO HIS BACK RIGHT HERE IN FRONT OF US!
Thadd Blazevich: That bro ain’t gonna be feeling too charitable after that one, the curve of the table cover just bent in the shape of his lower back! If I had an arch like that I’d be doing TikTok dances brah!
Rich Russillo: But here comes Bronson! Rolling out of the ring, he hits Daniella with a forearm to the back, causing her to stumble over to the barricade!
Thadd Blazevich: Bronson looks to take advantage of this one, sprinting forwards for a running Big Boot, only for Daniella to lift him over and send him crashing into the timekeepers area! Big Bronny D really wasn’t expecting that one!
Rich Russillo: Daniella Atlas has been maintaining control of the early goings of this matchup, and it’s become abundantly clear that she doesn’t want this to be your classic three way contest! The desire to take this one to the outside so early says to me that she has some much, MUCH deeper plans for one if not both of these competitors here tonight!
Thadd Blazevich: And those plans might be coming to fruition real soon brah, because she’s climbing up onto the announce table right beside us! Drake Armstrong is still hurting and I don’t think he’s playing possum, because Daniella is already hoisting him up! This isn’t going to be good, Richy!
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(CRASH!)
Rich Russillo: AS DANIELLA POWERBOMBS HIM THROUGH THE SPANISH ANNOUNCE TABLE!!! 6 FOOT 2, 235 POUNDS AND SHE STILL HAD THE STRENGTH TO HOIST HIM UP INTO THE AIR, AND SEND HIM CRASHING TO THE GROUND OUTSIDE!
Persephone: Drake sure took a rough landing, his head carved a hole through the table. We’re pretty unlucky he didn’t get a cable wrapped around his throat though.
Rich Russillo: BUT LOOK OUT, THIS ACTION STILL ISN’T DONE AS DANIELLA TURNS AROUND TO SEE BRONSON DANIELS STANDING ON THE BARRICADE! THE TWO TIME WORLD CHAMPION LEAPS, AND CONNECTS WITH A HUGE DIVING METEORA!!!
(CRASH!)
Rich Russillo: NOW BOTH ANNOUNCE TABLES ARE COMPLETELY SHATTERED!!! DANIELLA ATLAS WANTED CHAOS AND SHE ABSOLUTELY GOT IT HERE TONIGHT, BUT WITH THAT HIGH RISK DEFINITELY BACKFIRED HERE TONIGHT!! BRONSON IS CLUTCHING HIS KNEES BUT YOU CAN’T HELP BUT THINK THAT IT WAS A PERFECTLY VIABLE TRADE CONSIDERING WHAT BOTH DRAKE AND DANIELLA MUST BE FEELING RIGHT NOW!
Thadd Blazevich: BRONNY D NOW PICKS DRAKE ARMSTRONG BACK UP TO HIS FEET, AS HE THROWS HIM BACK INTO THE RING! HE CLIMBS UP ONTO THE APRON BEFORE SHOOTING OVER THE TOP ROPE; SLINGSHOT DOUBLE FOOT STOMP TO DRAKE ARMSTRONG’S BACK AS HE BEGINS TO RETURN TO HIS FEET! BRONSON IS CERTAINLY FEELING HIMSELF NOW, BRO!
Rich Russillo: INTO THE COVER!!!
ONE!
TWO!
Rich Russillo: But an emphatic kick-out from Drake Armstrong here, certainly having taken his fair share of punishment early on, and it looks like he’s about to take some more! Bronson returns to his feet, and marches to the corner… he’s got this one in the bag, as he handsprings forward, looking for the pele kick…
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‘CELESTIAL WHIRLWIND’!!!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT DRAKE CATCHES HIM IN THE AIR! ‘NATURAL TALENT’!!! THE HALF-NELSON CHICKENWING SUPLEX, DRIVES BRONSON ON THE INTERSAPULAR REGION OF HIS SHOULDERS! COVER!!!
OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: BUT HERE COMES DANIELLA! SHE PULLS DRAKE OUT OF THE COVER BY HIS BOOT, AND GETS HIM UP FOR THE NIAGARA DRIVER!!! ‘ANIMUS’!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT DRAKE SLIPS OUT, AND USES HIS MOMENTUM TO SHIFT DANIELLA OFF HER FEET!!! INTO THE INVERTED BELLY-TO-BELLY; LOOKING FOR ‘DEATH PENALTY’!!!
Rich Russillo: DANIELLA SLIDES DOWN, DIRECTLY INTO A ROLL-UP!!!
OOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: ‘BATMAN PUNCH’ FROM BRONSON!!! DANIELLA FALLS BACK, AND NOW DRAKE GETS HER IN A ROLL-UP OF HIS OWN!!!
OOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: ANOTHER ‘BATMAN PUNCH’ —
Rich Russillo: DENIED! DRAKE LETS GO OF THE HOLD, AND LOOKS FOR ANOTHER ‘NATURAL TALENT’ —
Thadd Blazevich: BRONSON FLIPS OUT OF IT! SCURRYING TO THE CORNER, HE INVITES DRAKE ARMSTRONG IN, WHO CHARGES FORWARD…
Rich Russillo: AND BRONSON LEAPS OVER HIM!! A FULL SPRINT FORWARD, ‘FLYING BRONSONS’!!! STANDING SHOOTING STAR PRESS ONTO DANIELLA ATLAS, AND DIRECTLY INTO THE COVER!!!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT HERE COMES DRAKE! LIFTING BRONSON OUT OF THE COVER, HE PICKS HIM UP ONTO HIS SHOULDER! CHARGING FORWARD, IT LOOKS LIKE BRO IS ABOUT TO GET A TASTE OF THE ANNOUNCE TABLE HIMSELF — ONLY THIS TIME, THERE’S NOTHING TO CUSHION HIS IMPACT!!! DRAKE THROWS…
(CRASH!!!!!!!)
Rich Russillo: AND BRONSON LANDS ON THE DEBRIS OF THE SPANISH ANNOUNCE TABLE, MAKING THAT HOLE LEFT BY DRAKE ARMSTRONG A WHOLE LOT BIGGER!!!
(The audience roared the moment Bronson’s body collided against the painted wooden surface that laid flat on the ground. For once in anybody’s entire life, perhaps he was lying there wishing that a table really had been there after all. There was nothing to make the concrete less of a devastating landing, he simply crashed through the table and bounced off the floor. Splinters sank into his back, writhing in agony though barely able to move his body due to the harsh impact. Perhaps it was better for him to rest right now. But how could he? He didn’t need to be pinned nor submitted to lose this one, and that was detrimental to his chances. He could rest now, with the idea of waiting for Drake and Daniella to get as worn down as he is, only to lose and not be involved.)
(Bronson rolled from the announce table, looking to rise back up to his feet!)
(For a brief moment, the world believed he was still in this fight…)
(Until… THUD! He fell back down to the mat. The break wasn’t a choice, it was forced upon him. For the first time in this match, it became a one-against-one…)
(And Drake Armstrong looked to capitalize.)
Thadd Blazevich: Daniella is crawling to the ropes, looking to pull herself back up, but Drake notices her before she even gets the chance — and now he’s going to capitalize, brah!!! The ‘Bourgeois Blight’ is locked in, and this could be all she wrote! Brosette is stuck and has nowhere to go, she may have lifted Drake up earlier but that weight difference isn’t going to be too easy to bypass this time! With Drake’s knee against her spine and all of his weight atop her, this one feels like it’s over and done with!
Rich Russillo: Try as she might, but Drake Armstrong is perhaps the best technical wrestler in this match, maybe even the best on Voltage! This slower, methodical pace was no doubt exactly what he wanted, and without the need to have eyes in the back of his head, he can do anything he wants in this matchup tonight! Daniella is sinking her nails into the canvas, but it’s no use! She may have to tap out right now!
Thadd Blazevich: This is one of the toughest submission holds to escape, brah, it’s just far too unorthodox to train for! Wrestlers know every way in and out of a headlock but only Drake Armstrong knows the combination for this safe, and he’s got Daniella Atlas rolled up tighter than a joint in the hands of a bro who’s scared of losing the weed! Point being, there’s not gonna be any easy way out of this one for Daniella!
Rich Russillo: But she sure is fighting, maybe a rope break isn’t the way out for her here, but the thing with technical offense is — it’s not entirely a contest of strength! When there’s a technique in there’s a technique out, and perhaps that weight difference might actually be beneficial to Daniella! She slips her head out from his grasp, and all of a sudden that tight pressure Drake was applying now backfires, and the whiplash sends him falling backwards and losing his balance!!!
Thadd Blazevich: AND NOW DANIELLA COMES IN WITH THE DISCUS ELBOW TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! DANIELLA KNOCKS DOWN THE FORMER CHAMPION WITH ‘BLACK DEATH’ AND SHOOTS THE HALF, IMMEDIATELY ENTERING THE COVER!!!
OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Rich Russillo: BUT DRAKE ARMSTRONG ESCAPES! A HUGE KICKOUT THAT SAVES THE MATCH, AND DANIELLA CLEARLY THOUGHT THAT SHE HAD IT! SHE WAS JUST AN INCH AWAY FROM BECOMING THE NEW NUMBER ONE CONTENDER, BUT DRAKE POPS THE SHOULDER UP AND SAVES THIS FOR HIMSELF!!!
Thadd Blazevich: SHE ISN’T DONE HERE THOUGH, AS SHE LIFTS DRAKE UP TO HIS FEET! SHE’S LOOKING FOR ‘SOUTH OF HEAVEN’ HERE…
Rich Russillo: BUT BRONSON IS BACK IN THE MIX!! SPRINGBOARD FOREARM SMASH KNOCKS DANIELLA OFF HER FEET, AND SENDS DRAKE ROLLING TO THE OUTSIDE!!! I’M NOT SURE HOW BRONSON DANIELS IS STILL STANDING, I’M NOT SURE HOW HE’S EVEN MOVING, I’M NOT SURE HOW HE’S EVEN BREATHING!!! BUT HE PUSHED THROUGH AND FOUND HIMSELF BACK IN THIS FIGHT, DANIELLA COULDN’T EVEN PREPARE FOR IT!!! THE HALL OF FAMER IS DETERMINED TO REGAIN A SPOT IN THE WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP CONVERSATION, AIMING TO WIN HIS THIRD OF ALL THREE WORLD TITLES! WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT, ANSWERS WORLD AND EAW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIPS TO HIS NAME; COULD TONIGHT BE THE NIGHT THAT HE DOES IT????
Thadd Blazevich: DANIELLA TO HER FEET, FORCED UP BY BRONSON, AS HE HOOKS THE LEG!!!!
SAVAGE MODE!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: SHE’S OUT! SHE’S OUT!!! INTO THE COVER!!!!!!!!
OOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: AND WE HAVE A NEW NUMBER ONE CONTENDER!!
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Thadd Blazevich: OR NOT!! IT’S ONLY A TWO!!!!!!!! BROSETTE POPS HER SHOULDER OFF THE CANVAS, HE REALLY THOUGHT THAT ONE WAS IT!!!!!!!!! DANIELLA FOUND HERSELF IN THE SAME POSITION THAT DRAKE WAS IN ONLY MOMENTS PRIOR!! BRONSON HAS HIS EYES SHUT, EYEBROWS FOLDED!
Persephone: Bronson I’m watching your stream why you trying not to laugh?
Rich Russillo: I think he’s much more closer to frustration, Seph, he thought that would have been enough!! But he’s got more in the tank I’m sure, lifting Daniella up for another…
Thadd Blazevich: But she pushes him back into the turnbuckles using the last of her strength! She fought well to get out of that one, but she clearly doesn’t have much left in the locker as Bronson is still the one who feels in control! He shifts their positions, placing Daniella against the turnbuckles, and begins to lift her onto the very top! This is a dangerous position for brosette to be in, and I promise you, Bronson is going to make the most out of it! There’s a reason he’s a two time World Champion, former Interwire and New Breed Champion — he’s been in this position time and time again and he knows how to maximise these moments! Big Bronny D scales the turnbuckles alongside her, and if he gets to pull off his idea, this one could be huge!!! He hooks the leg, hooks the head… THIS IS DANGEROUS FOR THE FORMER SPECIALISTS CHAMPION —
Rich Russillo: AVALANCHE GO HOME DRIVER!!!!!!! PLANTING DANIELLA ON THE TOP OF HER HEAD, THAT WAS A NASTY IMPACT RIGHT THERE! BRONSON IMMEDIATELY COVERS—
Thadd Blazevich: BUT HERE COMES DRAKE TO STEAL IT FOR HIMSELF! HE LIFTS BRONSON UP AND THROWS HIM TO THE OUTSIDE, BEFORE HOOKING DANIELLA’S LEG HIMSELF!!! COULD THIS BE IT???
OOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
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Rich Russillo: NO! IT’S TWO! IT’S TWO! IT’S TWO! I HAVE NO EARTHLY IDEA HOW DANIELLA POPPED THE SHOULDER UP AGAIN, BUT STILL, IT’S ONLY A TWO COUNT!!
(Drake Armstrong rolled out of the cover with a hint of pure frustration in his eyes. The chaotic action had clearly taken a toll on his body, and it was taking everything out of him to fight that natural instinct telling him to give up; something all of the best competitors had to do. It wasn’t just about being the most naturally gifted, it took unnatural levels of courage, endurance and fighting spirit to power through matches like these, moments like these. The splinters were still stuck in his back, the ringing in his ear from the Discus Elbow was still cancelling out the sounds of officials telling him that it was only a two — Drake fell backwards, and for a split moment, he let his hands fall onto the top of his head. In that moment he wanted to severely question what it took to put Daniella down, though it wasn’t long before he began to realize that those spare seconds simply weren’t available for him in a matchup like this. The former World Champion began to regroup just as Bronson was slowly entering the ring. Though perhaps…)
(Perhaps it was just too late…)
Rich Russillo: BRONSON CHARGES FOR IT!!!
‘MICKEY I JUST KNOCKED YOUR HEAD OFF’!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: DRAKE SLIPS UNDERNEATH IT, AND HE BOUNCES UP TO A STANDING BASE!!! BRONSON’S MOMENTUM SENT HIM SLIDING ACROSS THE RING, AND NOW DRAKE LOOKS TO CAPITALIZE! DRAKE CHARGES FORWARD…
‘IMMACULATE BLADE’!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: THAT’S DENIED ALSO, BRONSON FINDING A WAY TO SIDESTEP AND SHIFT BEHIND DRAKE! BOTH GOING FOR FINISHING BLOWS, BOTH SCOUTING IT KNOWING FULL WELL THAT IT COULD BE LIGHTS OUT FOR THEIR CHANCES OF VICTORY HAD THOSE BLOWS LANDED!!! BRONSON PULLS DRAKE UP INTO THE ELECTRIC CHAIR…
Thadd Blazevich: BUT DRAKE COUNTERS WITH THE POISONRANA, SENDING BRONSON DANIELS ONTO THE DOME OF HIS HEAD!!!
Rich Russillo: BUT EVEN THAT WASN’T ENOUGH TO KEEP BRONSON DOWN, AS HE FIGHTS THROUGH THE IMPACT AND RETURNS TO HIS FEET! HE CHARGES FORWARD!
‘MICKEY I JUST KNOCKED YOUR HEAD OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Thadd Blazevich: BUT DRAKE ARMSTRONG GOES FLYING THROUGH THE ROPES BEFORE BRONSON CAN HIT IT! HE HAD IT SCOUTED, AND BRONSON GOES CRASHING INTO THE ROPES!!
Rich Russillo: AND BRONSON KEEPS THE MOMENTUM GOING!!! HE HITS THE ROPES, SPRINTING ACROSS THE RING AND BACK AGAIN; HE LOOKS TO FOLLOW DRAKE OUT!!!!!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: ‘MICKEY I JUST KNOCKED YOUR HEAD OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!’
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Thadd Blazevich: DRAKE ARMSTRONG IS DOWN AND OUT, HE THOUGHT HE HAD COMPLETELY EVADED THAT FLYING ELBOW BUT BRONSON DANIELS SHOWED HOW TRULY INNOVATIVE HE IS, BRO!!!! HE SLIDES HIM BACK INTO THE RING, AND HE’S LOOKING TO FINISH THIS ONE OFF HERE!!! INTO THE COVER!!!!!!!
OOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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TTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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TTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
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Rich Russillo: AND…
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Thadd Blazevich: DANIELLA MANAGES TO BREAK IT UP! THIS MATCH WILL CONTINUE!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: BRONSON DANIELS CAN’T BELIEVE HIS EYES! THAT WAS PERHAPS HIS MOST PATENTED MANOEUVRE, ONE THAT HAS WON HIM MULTIPLE CHAMPIONSHIPS, DEFEATED SOME OF HIS GREATEST RIVALS, GOT HIM THIS FAR INTO HIS CAREER AS AN EAW HALL OF FAMER, AND HE HAD HIT IT WITH PERHAPS FAR MORE MOMENTUM THAN HE EVER HAS AND MAYBE EVER WILL AGAIN IN HIS ENTIRE CAREER! HE PUT HIS BODY ON THE LINE JUST TO LAND IT, IT COULD HAVE BEEN DISASTEROUS FOR HIM AND YET IT PAID OFF; BUT HERE WE ARE, THIS MATCH CONTINUES, BECAUSE DANIELLA ATLAS RESCUED IT FOR HERSELF!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT MAYBE THAT WON’T LAST TOO LONG, BRAH! SHE LIFTS BRONSON UP TO HIS FEET, AND LOOKS TO END IT WITH ‘SOUTH OF HEAVEN’ — SENDING BRONSON CRASHING ON TOP OF DRAKE ARMSTRONG!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: BUT BRONSON SLIDES OUT OF IT, FINDING HIS WAY BEHIND DANIELLA, AND SWIVELING HER AROUND; ‘SAVAGE MODE’!!!
Thadd Blazevich: HE COULDN’T EVEN LIFT HER UP BEFORE SHE STARTS TO EVADE, LOOKING FOR ‘BLACK DEATH’ —
Rich Russillo: BRONSON DUCKS, AND HE HITS THE ROPES!!!
Thadd Blazevich: # MICKEY I JUST KNOCKED YOUR HEAD OFF!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: ‘BLACK DEATH’!!! SPINNING ELBOW AS BRONSON FLOATS THROUGH THE AIR, THIS ONE COULD ALL BE OVER!!! DANIELLA HOOKS THE LEG!
OOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
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Rich Russillo: BRONSON KICKS OUT! BRONSON KICKS OUT! I DON’T KNOW HOW HE DID IT, BUT HE DID IT; BRONSON DANIELS POPS THE SHOULDER UP AND THIS MATCH IS CONTINUING!!!
(Daniella rolls away from Bronson Daniels; much like Drake Armstrong earlier, her body sank backwards into the canvas, and her hands instinctively touched her forehead. She didn’t know what more it would take to get this victory, she had no idea what more she needed to do in order to keep either competitor down. She knew from the get go that Bronson would be resilient and that Drake would be crafty, though no part of her ever considered it would get to this point. The Blade of Hermes began to crawl towards the ropes, internally telling herself that it would only take one more big move. Perhaps she was right. She had already been hit with Savage Mode, Drake and Bronson both were hit with ‘Black Death’ — all three competitors had taken finishing blows and lived to tell the tale. The next one would be it. The next blow would be the one to end the match…)
(And Daniella wanted it to be her.)
(She lifted Bronson to his feet…)
(The final nail in the coffin.)
Rich Russillo: # SOUTH OF HEAVEN!!!!!!!!!
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Thadd Blazevich: DRAKE ARMSTRONG IS BACK, A CHOP BLOCK TO THE LEG OF DANIELLA ATLAS BEFORE SHE HAS THE CHANCE TO FINISH BRONSON OFF!!!
Rich Russillo: SHE STUMBLES TOWARDS THE ROPES, AND DRAKE HAS HER SCOUTED!!!
Thadd Blazevich: # ‘IMMACULATE BLADE’!!!!!!!!!
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(And…)
Rich Russillo: IT CONNECTS! IT CONNECTS! IT CONNECTS!!!
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Thadd Blazevich: BUT DANIELLA FALLS TO THE OUTSIDE!!! THROUGH THE ROPES SHE GOES, BRO! DRAKE CAN’T TAKE ADVANTAGE!!!
(… It was in vain. That truly would have been the finishing blow, perhaps if Drake had the strength to pull her back into the ring, it would be. But he didn’t. Drake didn’t have the strength to even crawl. Somehow, he found himself doing that. He didn’t have the strength to return to his feet. Somehow, he found himself back up. Maybe that was everything left inside of him, perhaps he really had nothing more. He didn’t have energy to waste. If he were to slide outside and get Daniella, would he even be able to return to the ring?)
(He couldn’t take that chance.)
(Instead… he had to turn to Bronson.)
Rich Russillo: AND NOW… WE’RE DOWN TO THESE TWO! DANIELLA IS OUT; NOW, THIS IS BETWEEN BRONSON DANIELS AND DRAKE ARMSTRONG! THE FORMER EAW WORLD CHAMPION, AND THE HALL OF FAMER THAT IS PUSHING HIS BODY BEYOND ITS OWN LIMITS, CLIMBING BACK UP TO HIS FEET WHEN HE PERHAPS SHOULDN’T!
Thadd Blazevich: HIS BODY IS TELLING HIM TO GIVE UP! HIS BODY IS TELLING HIM TO STOP FIGHTING! HIS BODY IS TELLING HIM ALL OF THESE THINGS…
Rich Russillo: BUT HIS HEART! HIS BEATING HEART; HIS HEART IS TELLING HIM TO CONTINUE!
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Thadd Blazevich: # AS THEY CHARGE FORWARD TO BRAWL!!!
Rich Russillo: BRONSON THROWS A STIFF FOREARM!
Crowd: YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: BUT DRAKE THROWS A HAYMAKER BACK!!!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: A FOREARM IN RETALIATION!
Crowd: YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: AND ANOTHER HAYMAKER!!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: ANOTHER FOREARM LIGHTS THE CROWD ON FIRE!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: ONLY FOR DRAKE TO DAMPEN THEIR SPIRITS!!!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: FOUR CONSECUTIVE HAYMAKERS, AND BRONSON DANIELS IS OUT ON HIS FEET! LEGS LIKE JELLY, FEET BARELY PLANTED INTO THE MAT, HE HAS NO IDEA WHERE HE IS RIGHT NOW!!!
Thadd Blazevich: AND DRAKE IS LOOKING TO END IT, BRO!!! HE TURNS AND HITS THE ROPES…. THIS ONE IS ALL OVER…
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Rich Russillo: # ‘IMMACULATE BLADE’!!!!!!!
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Thadd Blazevich: IS COUNTERED BY ‘BATMAN PUNCH’!!!! DRAKE ARMSTRONG IS DOWN AND OUT, THIS ONE IS BRONSON’S MOMENT!!!
Rich Russillo: THIS IS IT! IT’S ALL OVER! HE SLIDES HIS ARM UNDERNEATH DRAKE ARMSTRONG, AND HE LIFTS HIM HIGH INTO THE AIR!!!!
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Thadd Blazevich: # SAVAGE MODE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Rich Russillo: CONNECTS! BRONSON DRIVES HIS KNEE THROUGH THE TORSO OF DRAKE ARMSTRONG!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: AND HE’S NOT DONE! BRONSON MAINTAINS HIS GRIP, ROLLING THROUGH, HE LOOKS TO BRING DRAKE ARMSTRONG BACK TO HIS FEET!!!!!! IT ISN’T OFTEN WE SEE BRONSON DO THIS, BRO, BUT IT’S GONNA PAY OFF!!! DRAKE’S LIGHTS ARE OUT! NOBODY IS HOME! HE CAN’T FIGHT BACK!
Rich Russillo: BRONSON LIFTS HIM UP AGAIN…
Thadd Blazevich: A SECOND SAVAGE MODE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: IF DRAKE ARMSTRONG HAD ANYTHING LEFT IN HIM AFTER THAT FIRST ONE, HE CERTAINLY DOESN’T NOW!!! HE’S COMPLETELY OUT OF IT, BUT BRONSON IS MAKING SURE HE PUTS HIM DOWN!!!
Thadd Blazevich: NO HALF MEASURES, BRAH!!! HE RETURNS TO HIS FEET, LOOKING TO COMPLETE THE TRILOGY!!!!
Rich Russillo: # SAVAGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Thadd Blazevich: DANIELLA! DANIELLA! DANIELLA! SCHOOLBOY PIN!!!
OOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: WHAT??? SHE’S DONE IT! DANIELLA HAS DONE IT!!!!!!!!
(‘The Clincher’ by Chevelle blares through the speakers as the Oxford, Mississippi crowd becomes unglued — shock plastered across all of their faces as Daniella Atlas comes out of nowhere to steal the victory for herself. The world was sure that Bronson Daniels had this one in the bag, so much so that they weren’t focused on the regrouping Daniella Atlas at ringside. Fighting through a bloody nose, she slid into the ring before the third and final ‘Savage Mode’ to roll the Hall of Famer up, planting his shoulders into the mat… he had no strength left to kick out. He spent it all on the damage he had done, and was planning to continue dealing to Drake Armstrong.)
(It was a valiant effort from Bronson… but the winner…)
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER, AND THE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER FOR THE EAW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP… DANIELLAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAATLAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: I can’t believe what I’m witnessing; nobody here at ringside had their eyes on Daniella, NOBODY even saw her enter the ring, and just as we thought that Bronson Daniels had this victory in the bag, Daniella swept him off his feet and picked up the victory!
Thadd Blazevich: It was no doubt a close one, brah, and had Bronson pinned Drake after the first or second ‘Savage Mode’ maybe we would have a different winner, but you can’t blame Bronson for going the extra mile! Drake Armstrong is an elite competitor and Bronson knows what it’s like to be in this position and face off against Elitists who refuse to stay down, Drake Armstrong is one of those people!
Rich Russillo: Drake fought his way to the main event of Pain For Pride, he dethroned the great Adam Lucas in his very final Championship reign, and Bronson has faced off against people of that calibre! Limmy Monaghan, Andre Walker, Jake Smith, Myles, TLA, Methuselah — he knows what it’s like to be in the ring with Elitists who REFUSE to give up, and he wasn’t taking any chances with Drake! In any other scenario, that would have been the right move! Hell, it was the right move in THIS scenario… but unfortunately, Daniella Atlas was enough proof of the theory; you have to be precise with Elitists who refuse to stay down… and she refused!
(Bronson Daniels sat in the corner of the ring with his lips against his hands. Pure shock was on his face, watching Daniella celebrate her victory. Across the ring from him, Drake Armstrong was waking up. Perhaps it was the music, perhaps it was the announcer or perhaps it was the crowd, but it had brought him back to consciousness, and he couldn’t believe it either!)
(Daniella Atlas stepped back from the ropes, making it away from the hardcam…)
Rich Russillo: WAIT A SECOND! WAIT A SECOND! DRAKE ARMSTRONG ISN’T GOING TO LET HER LIVE!! HE’S RUSHING FORWARD, LOOKING TO CONNECT WITH ‘IMMACULATE BLADE’!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT BROSETTE MOVES OUT OF THE WAY…
Rich Russillo: AND HE HITS BRONSON DANIELS, WHO HAD RETURNED TO HIS FEET JUST SECONDS BEFORE!!!
(THUD!)
(Bronson Daniels would hit the mat, with Drake’s knee driving through his head. Daniella slid out of the ring, Drake clearly intending to get his frustrations out… but he got the wrong person. It certainly didn’t help.)
(Daniella began to stumble up the ramp; Drake Armstrong looking down at Bronson Daniels…)
(As quickly as she slithered in to steal the victory, she slipped out to avoid the ramifications…)
(And then, Territorial Invasion would fade elsewhere…)
(Commercial plays for Burger King featuring Drake Armstrong eating a whooper.)
???: Welcome to The Dollhouse!!!
(Isabela, the doll. Frizzy hair. Blond, black, ginger strands desperately stuck together. Rosy-cheeked. Porcelain head; partially cracked. A single eye smudged black. Glossy-skinned body. Pink—ravaged—dress. Size of a small hand. She hung over a chandelier.)
Isabela the Doll: Minerva and Veena will have a looot of fun. They will learn much. They will play. They will share their toys with other kids.
Isabela the Doll: The rules go as follows: these beautiful dolls will fight in The Dollhouse for, at minimum, 20 minutes. They will begin in this neutral hallway. NO WEAPONS ALLOWED. Then, the door to The Living Room will open after no longer than five minutes. This room… I hear it advantages Veena Adams. Oh, yes. They may use the environment to their liking inside The Living Room.
Isabela the Doll: After five more minutes have passed, the door to The Closet will open. The Closet is… gloomy. Decorated to Master Minerva’s liking. More toys are available here!
Isabela the Doll: Once another five minutes have elapsed, The Vanity Room will unlock! Here, you may make yourself or your opponent beautiful. Or the opposite. I like to call it… psychological real estate.
Isabela the Doll: When their makeover concludes, the next door opens. The Black Rose Room. I have never seen the Black Rose Room before. I am strictly forbidden from doing so. If I even try… she will know…… BUT I AM CERTAIN THERE IS NOTHING SCARY AWAITING! Mommy always says monsters do not exist…
Isabela the Doll: I hope she is right. Well, after The Black Rose has her fun… The Bedroom unlocks. This is a more… neutral space. A manifestation of the inhabitants’ naughtiest desires. I do not know what this means. I am simply a doll for you to play with!
Isabela the Doll: Well, that is all I can say— Where—
Isabela the Doll: Ah! Okay! You’ve made it; I’m so happy. Hi Master! I’ve been waiting to play!
(The doll winked at Minerva. The gesture wasn’t returned. Minerva remained stoic. Veena simply looked tired of the unexplainable theatrics already.)
(How did they even get here…?)
Isabela the Doll: Ughh okay, look, just fight! Survive for 5 minutes and I’ll let you in The Living Room.
(No time for questions.)
00:00
(The Hallway, it stretches farther than the house should allow, walls papered in partial blush-pink damask and otherwise black Victorian floral. The seams between them cracked like a scar. Chandeliers of cut crystal and wrought iron alternate overhead, throwing light that is neither warm nor cold. Isabela watches peacefully.)
(Minerva runs straight for Veena. An all-out brawl breaks early. Veena herself doesn’t relent.)
Isabela the Doll: Strike! Harder! Harder! Wow!! Wow! Minerva! Veena! Minerva! Veena! Minerva! Veena!
Isabela the Doll: Ow.. that is a cheap blow to the gut by Veena! Anything is worth the advantage but remember: no. cheating.
(Veena grabs Minerva by the nape, and throws her into a hallway door, which does not budge.)
Isabela the Doll: Hey, did you just try to cheat the system!?
Veena Adams: Gawd, I am so taking out your batteries…
Isabela the Doll: Sorry…
(The doll frowned, as if it actually had batteries. Veena took a hold of Minerva’s neck, wrapping herself around it for a chokehold, though Minerva keeps herself in the contest well enough, she was the Universal Women’s Champion after all.)
(The struggle carries great tension already. Minerva barges towards hallway walls, it wounds Veena, but her choke does not relent.)
Isabela the Doll: Ow!
(Minerva lunges forward—with her head.)
(It was a grip held too long. A headbutt decks Veena in the face, it sends a tooth flying. The taste of blood already begins to be swallowed.)
(Veena’s nose wrinkled. Minerva grinned.)
Minerva: Get used to it. Long night ahead…
(Veena giggles under muttered breaths.)
Veena Adams: This is nothing new—
SMACK!!
(Minerva’s forearm finds Veena. She meant what she said.)
SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!!
Isabela the Doll: O, Master, you are ruthless! Keep this up and you won’t even see The Living Room…
(Veena’s leaned against the tight hallway… Minerva gained some distance, and charged.)
(A big boot aims itself at Veena’s face—)
(But Veena ducks.)
(Minerva’s boot goes through the wall. Dust forms around the hole. Powder and chalk on Minerva’s boot.)
Minerva: …fuck.
(Her foot is stuck.)
Isabela the Doll: A grip on the language, please, Master!
(Veena smiles. She’s quick to approach Minerva—and grab the untrapped leg.)
SNAP!!!
(Minerva’s leg twists inside out. Isabela covers its eyes, while the “Master” rages in agony.)
Veena Adams: You are lucky I can’t pin you babe. Or better yet… make you submit.
(Amidst her cries of pain, Minerva begins to mix in laughter.)
Minerva: You could never… beat me… into submission…
Veena Adams: I’d be less confident considering you gotta look up at me through teary eyes right now.
Isabela the Doll: Hey!! Don’t talk down on Master! You do not want to talk down on Master…
(Veena shoots the doll a glance. The thing only added gasoline to her fire.)
(She grabs the twisted left leg of Minerva’s, and locks in a single leg crab hold.)
(Minerva’s hardship amplifies. But that was just the beginning.)
(Veena stretches both her back, and Minerva’s leg… until it almost touched her own head.)
(Minerva screams, and she screams, but her screams only echo amongst themselves.)
(She wouldn’t tap. Of course she wouldn’t, but even if she would, it would not change a thing. They are a long distance away from the finish line. The match only ends when all rooms have been unlocked… explored… and survived.)
(But, speak of the devil.)
05:00
(A door creaks open.)
Isabela the Doll: Whoa, would you look at that! You are now free to play in The Living Room. I have a feeling little miss Adams will have a lot of fun there. Or maybe she will get too comfortable.
(But Veena’s hold remains wrenched in. The power doesn’t relent. It’s as if Veena is completely zoned out of it. She just wants to hurt Minerva.)
Isabela the Doll: HEY, DIDN’T YOU HEAR ME?? THE LIVING ROOM IS OPEN!!
(No. It didn’t matter. Minerva should keep on hurting until she has no leg to walk with. Veena does not give a single damn about entertaining this mind game.)
(Minerva screams until there is no breath left to scream with. Deafening echoes still ring in the hallway.)
(Minerva tries for a position. Her palms clinch onto the floor, but the hallway was an empty one. Nothing to hold onto. Nothing to grab.)
(Minerva herself is the only weapon she has.)
(Sometimes… that is all you need.)
(Her palm finds a tight grip of the flooring. The less damaged leg finds its way out of the rut.)
WHACK!!
(An inventive Capoeira Kick smacks Veena across the head with surprising precision given the predicament.)
(Veena is dazed for long enough. Minerva gains some footing.)
(She stomps her boot out of anger. It’s enough adrenaline to numb the pain.)
(Veena jumps right back toward Minerva, but Minerva goes for a tackle. It’s messy. Neither woman gets any advantage. They just fight for footing, for any advantage, slamming each other into whatever they can find.)
(Until they stumble into the one opened door.)
(Behold, the Living Room.)
(A pink shag rug swallows the floor beneath a heart-shaped velvet sofa; plush cushions, teddy bears, dolls. Gold-trimmed side tables hold a tea set that’s never been touched, and a glass lamp shaped like a stiletto casts the whole room in a soft, cotton-candy glow, though it was randomly thrown on the floor… It was uncanny… but perfect. Too perfect.)
(The walls were isolated. No sound gets out. Small cracks in the walls are covered up by stickers, peeking out only slightly. It was all glitter, hm?)
(The women spill out into the room. Isabela was having a seat at the tea party. It remained attentive.)
(They roll off of each other. Their eyes meet before collision happens once more. There was no precision. Only haphazard strikes, rushed movements. Anger overcame both women by now. They never even took the time to admire the view.)
(Eventually, Minerva gets just the proper opportunity. Veena’s head was exposed for a strike. She’d be a fool not to hit.)
SMACK!!!
(Veena stumbles, the match sees separation for the first time in a decent while. Minerva takes a moment to breathe.)
(This childish decor. Insufferable.)
(She’s seen too much of this nonsense.)
(Minerva drives herself into Veena, but Veena has time to establish her footing. She moves out of the way, and gets a hold of Minerva.)
BOOF!!!!!
(Veena yanked Minerva by hair, and her spine went right into the edge of the tea party table.)
Veena Adams: I’m really ruining some kewt kewt things here with you, you know?
(She goes forward, grabbing Minerva, but the champion drops her weight.)
CRAAAAASHHH!!!!
(A sluggish back body drop puts Veena through the table. The plastic breaks, as do all the empty cups. Isabela’s chair remains untouched, somehow.)
(Minerva took a moment to breathe. Two. Three. She’d count in cycles. Beat. One. Two. Three.)
(She needed to keep her head in the game.)
(Before Veena can recover, Minerva ultimately grabs her out of the rubble. Dragging her by the arm, methodically, agonizingly, until they reach the unlocked door. She places Veena in the hallway. Minerva remains inside, still holding her by the arm. Meticulously placed at the perfect angle)
Minerva: Scream, bitch.
SLAMM!!! SLAAAAMMMM!!!! SLAMMM!!! SLAAMMM! SLAAMMMM!!!! SLAMMM! SLAAMM! SLAM!! SLAM!! SLAM!! SLAM!! SLAM!!! SLAM!! SLAM!!! SLAM!!! SLAM!!!
(With Veena’s arm held in the tight opening, Minerva bangs the door back and forth, sandwiching the shoulder. Veena indeed screams with her high pitched cadence. It was music to one set of ears.)
SLAM!!
SLAM!!
(Veena needs to do something.)
(Find an escape.)
SLAM!!! SLAMM!!!
CRASH!!!!
(She just sends her body into the door. It almost unhinges. It shouldn’t have worked, but it did. That’s just the opening she needed.)
(Veena hurries herself. Fucked shoulder be damned.)
(She clobbers Minerva with the good arm, then drives her over the couch.)
(Veena leans herself down onto the couch. Minerva is regaining her senses.)
(Using nothing but her shoulder at this point, she pushes the couch forward.)
(Minerva begins to rise.)
CRASH!!!
(She manages to flip the couch over.)
(Its entire weight drops onto Minerva. She is fine for now—but the arm isn’t.)
(Minerva is trapped under the couch. Veena needs a second to herself.)
Veena Adams: (panting) Doll… How much time…
Isabela the Doll: (quieter, upset by the rage she feels inside of Minerva) 8… and a half… minutes…
Veena Adams: Good.
Isabela the Doll: You should run.
(Veena rolls her eyes. When you’ve seen what she has, a creepy talking doll spewing threats isn’t much.)
Isabela the Doll: Miss Adams, you have to. You will run out of time.
(Minerva’s eyes slowly open.)
Isabela the Doll: You know, I’m like the referee. I’m supposed to be neutral. Run. You have a minute. run. Run. Run. Run. RUN.
(Veena remains leaned on the couch. Taking heavy breaths. Regaining composure. This is like a marathon. A really sick one.)
(Her mistake, though, is not keeping her eyes on the enemy.)
Isabela the Doll: Thirty, miss Adams. RUN!!
Veena Adams: Yeah, yeah.
(Veena slowly gets up. Minerva fights under consciousness.)
Veena Adams: Still with us, Minnie??
CRACK!!!
(A glass lamp breaks over Veena’s hurt shoulder.)
(It stuns her. She goes down on one knee. Some blood trickles from the shoulder.)
(Minerva isn’t doing better herself. She barely crawled her way out from under the couch. That was most of what she could do.)
10:00
(Their struggle was irrelevant. Another door creaked open.)
(A striking, yet smaller one.)
(It was dim inside.)
(The best both the ladies could do was win the race towards mystery.)
Isabela the Doll: Well, I told you miss Adams. 🙁
(Minerva is close to gaining proper footing. Veena is not far behind.)
Isabela the Doll: It’s a race for the new toys now. I wish you luck, miss Adams! Master loves new toys.
(Minerva upholds herself using the couch that held her captive. Veena simply follows behind. The shot with the Stiletto lamp got her good.)
(The door flaunted in the air almost mockingly, even if there was no window inside the closet.)
(Neither woman is the type to take kindly to that.)
(Minerva, on limped steps, reaches out towards the door.)
(But with Veena trailing, she is exposed.)
(Minerva trips. The pain Veena inflicted on her leg was one that would only linger the longer she fought.)
(But she’s not completely off balance.)
(She still has a chance.)
(Or, had.)
(Veena shoves her out of the way. The leg was an obvious target, and the former Answers World Champion was ready to take advantage of it.)
(Veena Adams enters The Closet.)
(Racks of black garments crowd in from every side, the space narrow enough that shoulders brush fabric on both walls at once, voluminous enough to simultaneously hide weapons under them. A single candle gutters on a shelf along with Isabela between coiled chains and a mannequin missing its face, illuminating more shadow than light.)
(Veena’s expression plummets at the sight of all the edgy decor.)
(She just shakes her head, and arms herself with a Stiletto.)
(Minerva eventually crawls her way in. But she’s prey for Veena.)
(Veena grabs her arm.)
WHACK!!!
(And drives Minerva’s face into the long, sharp heel.)
(It took a toll on her own shoulder, but it did the trick.)
(Veena knelt. She dragged Minerva’s body all the way inside the room.)
SLAM!!
(…And the door slammed itself shut. A single candle lit up in the closet, held by Isabela.)
Veena Adams: Great…
(There was no other door inside the room.)
(Veena shrugged. This was creepy, not quite her taste, a small room with just the two of them..? From a different point of view though, Minerva was simply trapped with her.)
(That’s all she needed to know.)
(Veena sits down, takes Minerva’s head, places it on her lap. It’s the best constituent with the bad shoulder. The good arm is armed with the shoe.)
Veena Adams: Your fun is over.
SMACK!!
SMACK!!
SMACK!!
SMACK!!
SMACK!!
Veena Adams: “mY HeAvEN yOuR HeLL”, my ass.
SMACK!!
SMACK!!
SMACK!!
(She’d hit the side of Minerva’s head until the heel broke off.)
Veena Adams: NOT SO FUN NOW, IS IT!?
SMACK!!
SMACK!!
(Blood poured from the side of her head. Veena just struck with the tip of the shoe until it deformed.)
Veena Adams: You are quick to point fingers, Minnie, but have you ever considered the hurt YOU have caused?!
SMACK!!!
Veena Adams: Or I guess you didn’t care, you fucking narcissist. And that’s coming from me.
SMACK!!!
Veena Adams: Only I know the effects of your wrath. What you left behind. Because I had to be strong. I had to be the shoulder for my bestie to cry on.
SMACK!!!
Veena Adams: Because unlike you, I don’t abandon people when they need me most! I don’t kill my boyfriends and bury them in the woods! I don’t carry any self-centered agendas that are advertised differently!
SMACK!!
Veena Adams: I’m not friggin’ perfect. I’m lil’ ole me. Doing my best. And sometimes that’s all you need.
SMACK!
Veena Adams: I still don’t give a shit what Uncle Ryan told you. I’m just mad he didn’t put you in the fucking dirt.
SMACK.
Veena Adams: Rest next to your mother, if you care that much!
smack.
(The shoe completely shattered. Steadily, with each strike having grown weaker. While Veena’s vitriol only strengthened.)
(The unmistakable shade of red poured out of Minerva’s head. It stood out even from her orange-colored hair.)
(But her red eyes were opened wide.)
(That was the issue with these Adams… they never knew which lines not to cross.)
STAB!!!
(A fire poker punctures Veena’s shoulder.)
(Head dazed, stars running in circles around her, Minerva slowly gets on two knees, while Veena screams.)
(The champion drives the fire poker further into the shoulder.)
(Further. And further.)
(FURTHER.)
(FURTHER.)
(FURTHER.)
Minerva: Is it deeper in than Charlie on his best night yet…?
(FURTHER.)
(FURTHER.)
(FURTHER.)
(FURTHER.)
Minerva: Must be.
SLASH!!!
(She plunges the fire poker out of Veena’s shoulder. A tempest of blood pours out of it.)
(Minerva drops the fire poker. She eases herself up to her feet, using Veena’s own body.)
(She clinches a grip of her long ponytail, and grabs something very specific from the closet.)
(Then, the champion slowly drags her challenger to the door.)
(She pushes on it. It doesn’t budge.)
Minerva: Doll.
(Isabela had fallen silent up to now.)
Isabela the Doll: Master… I… It’s not yet time.
Minerva: I DECIDE WHEN IT’S TIME. OPEN IT.
Isabela the Doll: …
(Creak…)
(The only room in the door opens, not to the Living Room, but the Vanity Room.)
(Light pierced through the door. Minerva squinted her eyes as she opened the door.)
(White porcelain furniture lines the walls, pristine. A vanity table with a gilt-edged mirror at its center throwing back a light that’s too even to describe as warm. Perfume bottles and brushes sit arranged with surgical precision, not a hair out of place anywhere inside the space.)
(She dragged Veena’s body in. Her shoulder, under bright lighting, became an entirely open wound. Flesh, blood, and bone. In all its grotesque nature.)
(It brought shame to the flawless Vanity Room.)
(Minerva’s other hand held an iron.)
(It didn’t need to be plugged into anything. Minerva decided as such. It’s her Dollhouse, after all.)
Minerva: This is a sensation I will never forget. Father called it benevolent exorcism. Drake King didn’t care to veil it. I am somewhere in the middle. I want to hurt you. Similarly, I want to exorcise that “perfection” out of you. Can you live life as a witch?
(The iron puffed. It exhaled vapors.)
Minerva: Burn.
(A VISCERAL SCREAM.)
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14:01
(Veena screamed until her voice literally broke.)
(Minerva smirks proudly.)
14:17
(She puts away the iron, bottom up, without much care.)
Minerva: Let’s look at you.
(Her bloodied arm wrenches on Veena’s blonde ponytail, dragging her up like a worthless carcass.)
(All the way to the mirror.)
15:00
(She shoves Veena into a sofa. Face to face with the mirror.)
(Minerva rotates the sofa to capture just the right angle in the mirror.)
(In flawless, even lighting, there it was.)
(Her masterpiece.)
(Minerva slowly raises Veena’s jaw with her forefinger.)
(But her eyes stay shut.)
Minerva: Look. At. You.
(Her eyes slowly open.)
(She… does not know how to react.)
(Her own flesh, exposed, burnt, in its entire clarity?)
(She’s been through it all. But this is an entirely new sight.)
17:30
(Her skin lost all color.)
(Burnt to a crisp.)
(The entire shoulder.)
Veena Adams: (extremely faint whisper, exhausted) You’ve done it.
(Minerva tilts her head.)
Veena Adams: (whisper) You mutilated me.
18:00
Minerva: Yeah.,,
Veena Adams: (whisper) Do you think that’s it?
Minerva: …?
Veena Adams: That this is my “Achilles’ heel”?
(Minerva does not reply.)
(Veena chuckles. She coughs. She laughs. She coughs again. Laughter.)
Veena Adams: You don’t know shit.
(Minerva exhales sharply.)
(She spins the bloodied white sofa back around.)
(Veena stares in her face. Minerva is one blow away from the final one.)
(# 18:30)
(The time on the clock doesn’t matter anymore.)
(She is killing Veena Adams.)
(Maybe she’ll deliver her head to Milli Banks’ doorstep.)
(The rest of the body in pieces, to her close family.)
(Her lower torso just for Uncle Ryan. He would probably like it.)
(Minerva chuckles to herself.)
(Whatever he does to her body, she deserves it.)
(# 19:00)
Minerva: Adio.
(…Minerva goes to pick the iron back up.)
(First it was her shoulder. Now it shall be her face that burns.)
(She gives her a final arrogant smirk. Veena’s last ever sight.)
(…)
(…)
PPTTUUUU!!!
(Blood-filled spit flies into Minerva’s eye. It’s enough to catch her completely off guard.)
(# MINERVA SCREAMS.)
(…)
(The iron… it crashed and took her hand with it.)
(Veena tries to contain her laugh. Her body hurts too damn much.)
(All 5 fingers on Minerva’s hands are not just crushed, but burning.)
(She has no choice but to push it away with the other hand… but the damage had been done.)
(The champion looks up at Veena—)
SMASH!!!
(The glass mirror hung up on the wall — the same one Veena looked into, shattered over Minerva’s head.)
(That mishap gave Veena enough time—injuries be damned—to take the mirror and weaponize it.)
(This mishap may even cost her the battle.)
(How bitter.)
(# 20:00)
Isabela the Doll: Um… You may…
(The door behind them creaks open.)
Veena Adams: What was it, The Black Rose Room? Oh boy, I sure wonder if this room will have black roses or something stupid like that.
(Veena rolls her bloody eyes.)
(Veena just pushed through the door. Whatever fear there was of all this creepiness is, frankly, gone by now.)
Veena Adams: (from a distance) You are sooooo uncreative, Minnie…
(Minerva picks up a broken shard of glass… and crawls…)
Veena Adams: (from a distance) Is this likeee… supposed to be the living manifestation of your mind or something? :mjlol:
(And she crawls…)
(There she sees it.)
Veena Adams: (from a closer distance) It’s just a giant rose!
(The Black Rose.)
(Black roses climb among the walls in wrought-iron trellises, their thorns grown long and cruel enough to pass for wire, dried petals crushed underfoot like old blood. Ornate blades rest in a red enamel pot with a traditional white dot pattern. The scent of rot and roses hangs thick.)
Veena Adams: Here you are. Okay, it’s almost over babes…
(Veena grabs a hold of Minerva’s hair.)
(SLICE!!)
(The glass shards slices at Veena’s ankle. She moans in pain. Minerva has to take the opportunity—even if one-handed.)
(She grabs Veena, who is, ironically, likewise one-handed by this juncture.)
(# 21:00)
(SLICE!!)
(A small, silver blade with gothic ornaments slices at Minerva’s stomach.)
Minerva: ‘Tu-ți morții mă-tii…
(Minerva grunts with an evident frown…)
(But that won’t stop her from rising.)
(She steps forward, in Veena’s space.)
(Both were armed.)
(Both slowly help each other up.)
(Both one-handed. Both armed with sharp blades.)
(CLINK!)
(Veena swings her blade again, but it’s deflected. The two trade a flurry of rapid sparks and metal clashes.)
(They are both impressed they can fight at this speed. It just means that much to them, after all they’ve endured.)
(Minerva swings the glass shard, deflected as expected—but that was the red herring.)
(The good leg kicks at Veena’s stabbed ankle.)
(The cadence of steel comes to an unexpected catharsis.)
(SLASH!!)
(The glass cuts a straight line across Veena’s left eye.)
(Minerva circles Veena like a wolf tasting the wind. The blood on the shard of glass was like a trophy.)
(Veena glances upwards.)
(She still had fight in her.)
(Minerva cannot be too shocked.)
(She explodes forward with the shard of glass.)
(CLINK. CLINK. CLINK. CLINK.)
(Veena manages to track the blue-opaque flashes through the gloom. Minerva swings again. Veena catches it on the edge of her blade. She twists her wrist for a perfect deflection.)
(The sheer force rotates Minerva off-balance, sending her stumbling into the thorned walls. She heaves a grunt…)
(# 22:00)
(But still lunges forward with vicious slashes. Veena backpedals, dodging with posture alone.)
(Minerva swings overhead. Veena’s boot slips. Her top’s got a hole slashed in it, and it didn’t forget the skin.)
(Minerva is disappointed it wasn’t the face.)
(Veena lunges upward.)
(CLINK.)
(Downward.)
(CLINK)
(Downward.)
(CLINK)
(Sideways.)
(CLINK.)
(Upward.)
(# 23:00)
(HIIIIIIISSSSS.)
(Dark mist blew into Veena’s face before the swing landed. Her bloodied glamor shrouded in darkness.)
(Minerva puffs on the shard of glass with mist.)
(STAB!!)
(And pricks it into the affected shoulder. The burnt, open wound is infected by black mist.)
(Veena, out of instict alone, just plucks it out, but the damage had been done. A waterfall of blood pouring as consequence felt trivial by now. With her shoulder, Minerva drives Veena into the wall—)
(SLAM!!)
(Barbed wire-like thorns are driven into her skin.)
(SLAM!!)
(SLAM!!)
(SLAM!!)
(SLAM!!)
(SLAM!!)
(This is Minerva’s playground. Her “Dreamhouse.” Her Heaven, Veena’s Hell.)
(# 24:00)
(She drags a sepal out and wraps it around Veena’s neck.)
(With the one hand she can use, Minerva PULLS on the sepal.)
(Veena gasps.)
(Her neck is being pricked while simultaneously being choked out. Doesn’t help she can hardly see anything.)
(SWOOSH!)
(But she never let go of her blade. Swung it forward like a dart.)
(Whether she meant it or not… it doesn’t matter…)
(It scrapes viciously right into Minerva’s wounded leg.)
(She has no choice but to stumble down, and let go of the sepal.)
(Veena is out of the chokehold.)
(But she collapses. As does Minerva.)
(# 25:00)
Isabela the Doll: Th– The— B—Bedroom— Yeah—
(The final door creaks open.)
(Jury’s out if any of them will journey through it.)
Isabela the Doll: If you… manage to enter… um— one of you can win. P–pinfalls. Sub— Submissions– are allowed. I don’t want to watch anymore.
(Damn their lion hearts. Despite it all, they still attempt to crawl.)
(One step at a time. One claw at a time.)
(This nightmare has to be conquered.)
(Minerva, with one good hand and one usable leg, just crawls. As if she were lost on desert sand.)
(Veena wipes the mist out of her eyes. She can only trail. One hand. Internal bleeding. Coughing up that same blood.)
(Both can see the “light”.)
(The Bedroom.)
(Minerva patiently opens the door…)
(With overwhelming presence; blush silk drapes over black wrought-iron bedposts, and satin sheets rumple like the Bedroom’s poise couldn’t hold.)
(She slowly climbs over.)
(From the velvet headboard hang black leather cuffs and coiled straps.)
(Candlelights burn low and red, carrying the warmth of intimacy.)
(She enters the Bedroom.)
(Veena isn’t that far behind.)
(Minerva puts her hand on the first thing she can find—a bedpost—to help herself up.)
(Veena crosses over to the room.)
(She’s in.)
(…And she lunges at Minerva’s ankle.)
(She holds onto it like a pest, and it hurts Minerva. It’s that damaged, even this pitiful “bearhug” hurts like hell.)
(Minerva is desperate for footing, using the bed. Veena is using Minerva to do the same.)
(No…)
(She isn’t only using Minerva for leverage.)
(Veena BITES at the ankle. Her teeth peel back layer after layer, until it reaches flesh.)
(Minerva screams.)
(And the ground she had quickly vanished.)
(Veena helps herself up. She uses the bed’s silk sheets as a towel to clean the mist from her eyes. Finally, she can actually see.)
(Now, with the fraction of time to capitalize she has… she analyzes the room.)
(She is dumbfounded… but part of her rocks with it.)
(There’s just one thing on the nightstand. Cat o’nine tails.)
(She hurries to grab Minerva and place her onto the bed. It’s a struggle, all things considered… but if Minnie wants to get freaky? They can get freaky.)
(Veena pulls on the leather cuffs as hard as possible to restrain Minerva’s arms and legs. The straps constrain her torso.)
(Veena takes the cat o’nine tails, while Minerva begins to struggle.)
(She runs her fingers through the nine tails…)
Veena Adams: Gosh… Minerva… which one of them was getting down like this? Myles…? Chris…?
(She chuckles.)
Veena Adams: Oooooohhhh… Josooo?!
Veena Adams: Ah… I’d cry from laughter if I wasn’t in this much pain.
Isabela the Doll: Oh– you both made it— that means I have to count—
(Isabela peeks inside to see Minerva placed in the bed’s contraption.)
Isabela the Doll: Aw dude…
Veena Adams: Look away, weird creepy doll. “Mommy” is going to get punished.
(WHIPPP!!!!!! WHIPPP!!!!!! WHIPPP!!!!!! WHIPPP!!!!!! WHIPPP!!!!!! WHIPPP!!!!!! WHIPPP!!!!!! WHIPPP!!!!!! WHIPPP!!!!!!)
(The “tails” all leave their mark on Minerva’s front. Nine lacerations, one strike.)
Veena Adams: You know, Minnie. I… have an idea.
(Veena just… drops on top of Minerva for a pinfall.)
(The shoulders are… technically down…?)
(Isabela reluctantly counts.)
ONNNEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
THHHREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
(…)
(…)
(All of Minerva’s weight went into at least getting one shoulder up.)
Veena Adams: Aww… Imagine if you lost your title like that? :mjlol:
(Veena was still leaned forward on top of the bed. Minerva sees the opening, and lunges with a HEADBUTT…)
(…and fresh blood directly pours out of a newly made cut… on both of their faces.)
(That is enough to daze Veena.)
(Minerva begins to struggle out of the bed’s constraints.)
(One hand… is all she needs.)
(She begins to scream. It’s guttural.)
(All of her willpower…)
(…)
(…)
(Shreds through the leather. Peeling the skin off her own wrist in the process—that was the price for freedom. But that is all she needed.)
(She slowly freed herself… and pure vitriol overwhelmed the champion, watching as Veena struggled, soon to recover.)
(Minerva lunges at Veena, driving her into the wall. But Veena is right back at it, tripping both of them right on top of the bed mattress.)
(Lou thesz press blows into Minerva’s face—reciprocated when Minerva turns it back—)
(Reciprocated again…)
(The two stumble out of the bed, and onto the ground. Veena punches away at Minerva.)
(Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Until her bloody knuckles go numb, she smacks.)
(She takes a deep breath. Veena glances back at the bed…)
(And goes right to the corner of the mattress, desperately trying to get it off the bed, before Minerva is back in the fight.)
(Little by little, Veena sees plates of hard wood. Steel springs—that without care could as well impale someone. A metal frame…)
(She pushes, harder and harder…)
(Until the bed base is fully exposed.)
(Veena sees red. She clutches onto Minerva’s hair, slowly dragging her up…)
(A forearm smacks the dome. Another into the gut.)
(She delivers a kick, before picking Minerva up for a powerbomb…)
(# BUT MINERVA RAKES HER EYES.)
(…and with such an opening, the champion does not hesitate.)
(# Daniella Atlas’ BLACK DEATH smashes open the back of her skull…)
(Veena collides all the way back towards Minerva’s own shoulders. Head leaning upwards, forced to meet her red eyes, unmistakable in the blur…)
(Minerva shares the gaze. That’s her shred of respect.)
Minerva: My Heaven, your Hell…
(She spins the challenger back around, and, fucked-up leg be damned, she gets a good enough grip with her feet, and picks her up…)
(# Selina Reyes’ ORYX AWAKENING sends Veena crashing into the bed base. Past woodboards. Breaking metal. Twisting springs into her body.)
(Minerva turns her face up…)
(Somehow…)
(Veena…)
(…still had a breath left to give.)
(The champion hoists her upwards, even on spaghetti legs.)
(Into her face—her skin—her pores— she digs long, sharp nails. A dreaded iron claw. Veena feels disfigured, past the numbness.)
(Without being able to use the leg—though likely not even necessary—she drives Veena down with a follow-up STO onto the bed’s debris…)
(# THE STIR OF ECHOES… is resolute.)
(The claw firmly remains over her face. Shoulders are down enough.)
(Isabela counts.)
ONE!!!
TWOO!!!!!!
THRRREEEEEEEE!!!!!!
(Of course, Veena does not move.)
(Count to a hundred. It’s over.)
Isabela the Doll: Um… c– congratulations, Master… You’ve… won!
(Minerva collapses next to Veena.)
(Dolls just like Isabela suddenly open their eyes inside of the room.)
(They all chant.)
(Glory. Glory. Glory.)
Creepy Isabela Dolls: GLORY TO THE BLACK ROSE. GLORY TO THE BLACK ROSE. GLORY TO THE BLACK ROSE. GLORY TO THE BLACK ROSE. GLORY TO—
(The Dollhouse; end.)
(Commercial plays for Lanterns featuring Damien Kutcher.)
(The final match graphic of the night flashes across the screen sending the fans into a tizzy.)
(The camera cuts to Bella Braxton, who has a huge smile on her face.)
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… THE FOLLOW CONTEST IS OUR MAIN EVENT OF NIGHT ONE!
Fans: :blessed: :blessed: :blessed:
Bella Braxton: AND IT’S BRAND WARFARE!!!!
(“Nakamura” by Lil Midi Vert begins to blast across the PA system inside of Ole Miss’ massive stadium. Red fireworks start shooting off as the Empress of Elite walks onto the stage carrying Dynasty’s flag.)
Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST… THEY ARE THE DEFENDING BRAND WARFARE CHAMPIONS… LEAD TO THE RING BY THE EMPRESS OF ELITE, KASAI, PLEASE WELCOME THE HALL OF FAMER CHRIS ELITE, BRIANNA HILL, DARYL KINKADE, AND THE REIGNING, DEFENDING INTERWIRE CHAMPION EFFY MCAVOY… TEAM DYNASTY!
Stew-O: :blessed: Last year, it was Milli Banks who became the sole suvivor of this match, leading Dynasty to a huge victory over Voltage and Showdown! I know this year’s team has their own sets of issues, but I don’t know, guys. I just have a really good feeling that our brand is going to bring it home for the second straight year.
Persephone: I wish I cared, but I absolutely don’t. You have two washed-up has-beens and three bitches who will never amount to anything. Just waiting for KASAI to fumble the bag with her cash-in and I am so ready to literally never see Goth Girl again.
Gavin Kirkland: Seriously? While I am solidly team Showdown because of Halsey Neel and Mia Santoro :mjlit:, I think KASAI, Brianna, and Effy are fantastic representations for this match.
Persephone: :mjpls: Of course you do.
Stew-O: And Chris and Daryl…
(Gavin can be heard scoffing as Dynasty gets inside the ring and stands together as a collective. A few seconds later, their music fades out and is replaced by “Ghost Myself” Diamante.)
Gavin Kirkland: :gladbron: You know that I’m all about Showdown but here comes the Brand Warfare team of my dreams!!!!
Bella Braxton: AND THEIR OPPONENTS… BEING LED TO THE RING BY THE HALL OF FAMER RAVEN ROBERTS… PLEASE WELCOME ASHLYNN QUINN, CANDICE BLAIR AVA, ERIS MORTI, AND ARIA… TEAM VOLTAGE!!!
(The members of Voltage move as one to the ring with Candice, ARIA, and Ashlynn linking arms.)
Persephone: Imagine picking Raven Roberts, of all people :mjlol:, as your captain in big 2026. Captain Charisma just wants our brand to be humiliated, not that I give a shit.
Stew-O: :mjlol: Well, Voltage certainly let their voices be heard this week showing off their unity. I think this team is the one to watch out for because for all five of them, the only thing they have to focus on is the win.
Gavin Kirkland: Excuse me, I’ll be right back. I think Candice, ARIA, and Ashlynn need me to help them inside the ring.
Persephone: Sit your pervy ass down. You do realize that if this were any other company other than EAW, your mouth would have gotten you fired, right??
(Raven plants the Voltage flag next to Dynasty’s as she gets in the ring. Everyone follows in behind her and there’s a tense staredown between Dynasty and Voltage as Raven’s music fades out.)
(For a few precious seconds, the only thing that can be heard is the roar of the crowd, and then “No One Knows” by Queens of the Stone Age begins to play. A headset can be heard hitting the desk as the camera pans to the broadcast booth. Gavin Kirkland is on his feet, clapping.)
Persephone: There’s not enough wine left in this bottle to help me make it through this shit.
Bella Braxton: AND THEIR OPPONENTS… LED TO THE RING BY HALSEY NEEL AND MIA SANTORO… THEY ARE KELIN, THE NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION AKARI KIYOKO, AND THE HALL OF FAMER REX MCALLISTER…. TEAM SHOWDOWN!
(Halsey and Mia walk out first, both holding the Showdown flag. Halsey passes it off to Mia before leading the way to the ring. Everyone else follows suit with Rex locking eyes with Raven during his walk.)
Gavin Kirkland: (off-mic) WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! WOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! LETS FUCKING GO SHOWDOWN! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Stew-O: I can’t deny that Showdown has a stacked team. KELIN has been impressive ever since his debut, and it goes without saying the experience Rex and Akari bring to this team. When you combine that with the fact Halsey and Mia are both former champions in their own right? Showdown might be the team to watch out for :wow:.
Persephone: Let me just top off my class because fuck Rex McAllister.
(Showdown gets in the ring after Mia plants the flag, and all 15 competitors are now in the ring. The referee explains the rules, the concept of Brand Warfare, and all that good stuff even though no one’s listening. They’re just ready to go.)
(DING DING DING!)
Stew-O: MAIN EVENT TIME! 15 ELITISTS, ALL WITH THEIR OWN GOALS AND MOTIVATIONS LEADING INTO THIS MATCH, BUT THEY ARE UNITED UNDER THREE DIFFERENT BANNERS FIGHTING FOR THE SAME RESULT: VICTORY!
Persephone: Ohhh myyyyy Gooooood, do you HAVE TO SCREAM LIKE A FUCKING IDIOTIC BANSHEE?! WE GET IT; IT’S TERRITORIAL INVASION, DAMN! WE KNOW HOW THIS WORKS SINCE WE’VE BEEN WATCHING IT FOR 20 FUCKING YEARS NOW!
Stew-O: :roman:
Gavin Kirkland: Well, nice to see you bring your usual team spirit to this show, Perse! 😁
Persephone: Kill yourself.
Gavin Kirkland: Telling me to do that given the month? Not very woke of you.
Persephone: ohmygodpleasepleasepleaseletthesetwodropdeadsoongodiambeggingyou.
Stew-O: … At any rate, it is the team captains that are starting things off—as in, KASAI for Dynasty, Raven Roberts for Voltage, and both Halsey Neel and Mia Santoro of Showdown, but of course, the other Elitists are looking confused.
Gavin Kirkland: What? Why? Can’t two pretty women join up who were rightfully given such high honors for their first Brand Warfare match not team up? It’s nothing out of the ordinary!
Persephone: Or maybe it is, because you usually need one legal person for each team, dipshit. One of them is gonna have to take their ass out to the apron.
(The microphone on a nearby camera at ringside can pick up on the words exchanged between Halsey and Mia.)
Mia Santoro: (off-mic) You can go on out; I’ve got this.
Halsey Neel: (off-mic) I go out? No offense, Mia, but I’m the tag specialist here. I have history with these women too.
Mia Santoro: (off-mic) And that’s cute and all, doll, but frankly? I sorta, kinda, don’t give a fuck.
Halsey Neel: (off-mic) :francis: !!
Akari Kiyoko: (off-mic) :kurt:
KELIN: (off-mic) :wtf:
Rex McAllister: (off-mic) Are we seriously doing this right now?
Stew-O: And it looks like there’s some issues already within the Team of Reality for Showdown!
(The ladies of Team Voltage on the apron try to contain their laughs while Team Dynasty watch on in sick amusement—especially when Halsey narrows her eyes at Mia.)
Gavin Kirkland: (sigh) Why do women always have to compete and recognize they’re both amazing and beautiful? 😔
Persephone: snrk. I have to admit, kinda funny to see this going down when Showdown and especially Halsey have been trying to make it seem like their differences weren’t gonna be an issue. Guess even a former tag team champion can be naive, eh?
Stew-O: Certainly—BUT SHE ISN’T THE ONLY ONE! KASAI JUST CAME IN WITH A SINGLE LEG DROPKICK INTO MIA, SENDING HER CRASHING INTO HALSEY! NEEL TUMBLES OUT AND INTO AKARI! BOTH ARE DOWN! The Dynasty captain has decided to be the one to turn up the heat immediately here!
Persephone: Cute, but the Empress better watch out because Raven isn’t going to have any of that. She grabs her from behind and whirls her around—
(CRAAAAAAAACK!)
Persephone: Oh, that was a hard-as-shit slap. :lupe:
Gavin Kirkland: God, I wish that were me.
Stew-O: :dahell:
Persephone: Again, I’m not even going to entertain you, but I will entertain the fact that Raven doesn’t look happy with that. I sure would like to see her fuck her up for that. :umad:
Stew-O: KASAI isn’t timid, however; the Empress of Elite is smiling right at the other captain and egging her on to strike—and Roberts complies with a series of stiff forearms to the face! This may already come around to bite KASAI!
Gavin Kirkland: Whew! The Bird of Prey is not playing around! She backs KASAI up into the ropes, but she has to be careful, because anyone on team Dynasty can tag in… or… not? She Irish Whips her across the ring!
Stew-O: Hm.
Persephone: 😂😂😂
Stew-O: KASAI comes back on the rebound, and Raven shoots in with a big boot that MISSES! Dynasty’s team captain was able to slide under it! She pops back up, and Raven comes in, GOING FOR A ROARING FOREARM!
Gavin Kirkland: Ducked again! Raven turns around, and she is FLOORED WITH A ROUNDHOUSE! She drops to a seated position! She backpedals into the ropes—
(TAG!)
Stew-O: BRIANNA HILL TOOK THE INITIATIVE TO TAG IN! KASAI STRIKES RAVEN WITH A PENALTY KICK, AND BRIANNA COMES IN WITH A RUNNING SLIDING FOREARM TO TAKE DOWN THE HALL OF FAMER! KASAI almost looks surprised, but she and Brianna lock eyes and… they nod at each other!
Chris Elite: (off-mic) :eyeroll:
Stew-O: KASAI decides to step out to join the rest of the team as Brianna covers!
(ONEEEEEE—)
Persephone: Kick out. Yeah, as if that sorry ass “teamwork” was ever gonna be enough. Candice is already calling for a tag though, as is the rest of Team Voltage. Eris—alright, man, I get she’s been looking forward to this and all, but she don’t gotta look all bug eyed in excitement like that.
Gavin Kirkland: Well, at the very least, they’re enthusiastic. Can’t say the same for Team Dynasty, though.
Stew-O: But from Showdown it’s Mia Santoro, who barrels in with a stiff kick to Brianna in the side of her head! She grabs her and throws her out of the ring, and now, she’s dropping down to cover Raven!
(ONEEEEEE—)
Persephone: Same result. Shocker!
Gavin Kirkland: Oh, hush! Mia knows what she is doing, especially when she’s leading Raven up and beginning to attack with forearms across the back! There you go! That’s how a former Specialists Champion performs!
Stew-O: And she’s striking with a few more. Raven appears to be getting overwhelmed early on. Mia whips her into the corner, lower spine hitting the padding hard. Mia is smirking, dangerous intentions brewing in her eyes! She runs in! Step-up knee!
Persephone: Nope! She hits the padding, and Raven snaps her down! Some of Team Showdown try to take a swipe at her but she’s able to run forward with a penalty kick landing on the back! Now, she heads to her team…
(TAG!)
Persephone: And now Candice Blair is the legal person. She backs up and flips over with a neckbreaker! Damn. Someone’s gonna have a serious case of whiplash.
Stew-O: She’s moving quick, eager to get things rolling as she has been consistent throughout the lead-up of this match, and she hits the ropes before coming back, NAILING a falling senton! Mia gets flattened!
Gavin Kirkland: Oh dear, our co-captain is in a pickle, I can’t lie, but there’s nothing she can’t come back from—OH! What the—was that a missile dropkick from Brianna?!
Persephone: No, it was a flying 720 doohickey spiral ultra special.
Gavin Kirkland: :francis: !! Just surprised she was able to come back into this match in that manner is all—and oh, how I wished she would come back to her rightful home of Showdown.
Stew-O: Well, luckily for us, she is right here on Dynasty, looking to turn the tides to favor the red brand. She backs up—
(TAG!)
Stew-O: And that was a tag by the Interwire Champion!
Persephone: 🤨
Gavin Kirkland: Brianna seems a bit surprised by that as she glances over at Effy, but it’s clear the champion wants a piece of the action. Meanwhile, Halsey and Akari have both recovered on the outside but you can tell they are not happy about the earlier collision. :yikes: Guess Voltage has their stuff together the most.
Persephone: Thank God. Now, they need to get back in the game, but Effy is coming in and HITS A CARTWHEEL DOUBLE KNEE TO CANDICE?! What the hell?!
Stew-O: A little innovation there! Effy is trying to make the most of this match, especially when she was part of the winning Brand Warfare team last year for Dynasty! She grabs Candice and lifts her up for a bridging fisherman’s suplex! It connects! Cover!
(ONEEEEEEEEE—)
Gavin Kirkland: Kick out! Effy backpedals in the corner—
(TAG!)
Gavin Kirkland: And it’s KASAI! Effy doesn’t look too happy with that, but KASAI tells her to scram! Oh, boy…
Persephone: 🤦🏼♀️
Stew-O: Effy and her trade some words but she relents, and KASAI goes to grab Candice, only for Mia to shoot in with a knee! Down the Empress goes, and Mia stomps down on her repeatedly! Mia backs off with a satisfied grin as the crowd boos!
Gavin Kirkland: The captain sure does look good in this position! 🤩
Persephone: Alright, settle down… oh, and would you look at that? Is she actually going to tag?
Stew-O: It seems so. Team Showdown all look on, with Halsey especially speaking up! Mia looks around at all of them before she steps forward…
(TAG!)
Stew-O: And she opts for Rex McAllister!
(TAG!)
Gavin Kirkland: DARYL KINKADE JUST TAGGED HIMSELF, TOO! Both men get in and meet up, coming face to face! Some history here as well between these two, and don’t forget about Daryl with Candice!
Persephone: Oh brother, I am NOT trying to see ANY of that again! :Noah:
Stew-O: TOO LATE! THEY’RE BATTERING INTO EACH OTHER, LAYING IN SOME STIFF FOREARMS AND ALTERNATING! Rex then fires off with a chest-burning chop, only for Kinkade to reciprocate!
Gavin Kirkland: Kick to the stomach by McAllister! Rex hits the ropes—WAIT! CANDICE COMES AND STOPS HIM IN HIS TRACKS! ARM WRAPS AROUND HIS HEAD, AND SHE LEAPS UP, TRAPPING DARYL’S WITH HER LEGS! SHE TOOKS BOTH MEN FOR A RIDE WITH THE SNAPMARE/HEADSCISSORS COMBO!
Persephone: :notbad:
Stew-O: Team Voltage are rooting for her, but KASAI darts in, and the Empress decides she’s done with waiting her turn! She clobbers Candice from behind, and ARIA is the first to dart in, shoving her off and mounting her! Halsey comes in and tackles her down! IT’S CHAOS!
Gavin Kirkland: Well, it was only inevitable, wasn’t it?!
Persephone: Yes! We get actual fighting! :blessed:
Stew-O: More Elitists pour in, although Daryl heads over to the corner nearby Chris! Effy looks like she wants to jump in but remains cautious; Akari joins the fray, as do the rest of Voltage! The referee is trying to get a handle, but this is quickly becoming too much! Some of them are taking the brawling outside!
Gavin Kirkland: Oh, dear! So much to keep up with! But.. I think I see Rex! He’s able to recover and—
(TAG!)
Gavin Kirkland: THE BIG GUY TAGS HIM! KELIN! He enters, and Rex looks back at him, but Kelin nods… and Rex nods right back at him before McAllister heads on over and TAKES OUT ERIS AND ARIA WITH A SUICIDE DIVE!
Persephone: …? Eh? What the hell are Daryl and Chris mumbling over about over there?
Stew-O: Not sure, but Daryl turns to Effy and—
(TAG!)
Stew-O: Tags her in! Effy looks confused by the sudden compliance, but Daryl is insisting her to enter!
Daryl Kinkade: (off-mic) You’re the champ, right? Come on, then; you wanna make up for last year and not doing much? This is your chance!
Effy McAvoy: (off-mic) Respectfully, Daryl, I don’t need a pep talk from you.
Gavin Kirkland: :lupe:
Stew-O: Effy shakes her head—BUT CHRIS ELITE TOSSES HER INTO THE RING FOR HIMSELF, AND DARYL PULLS HER UP?!?! WHAT THE HELL?!!
Persephone: LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Gavin Kirkland: MONKEY FLIP?!!!
Stew-O: WHAT IS HAPPENING?!!
Gavin Kirkland: I DONT KNOW! BRIANNA AND KASAI MANAGE TO SEE WHAT JUST UNFOLDED AND TRY TO RUSH BACK IN, BUT ASHLYNN CATCHES BOTH WOMEN WITH A CROSSBODY FROM THE STEPS, WIPING THEM BOTH OUT! AND DARYL SLINKS OUT, LEAVING EFFY TO THE MERCY OF KELIN!
Persephone: Tears in my eyes.
Stew-O: I-NO! Team Dynasty cannot implode this soon!
Gavin Kirkland: But it is! Kelin hoists her up, not wasting time! ‘No Man Left Behind!’ Muscle Buster connects in full, and he covers!
(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
(THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
Bella Braxton: EFFY MCAVOY HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Stew-O: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!
Persephone: 😭😭😭😂😂😂😂😭😭😭😭😭😂😂😂😂😭😭😭😭😭
Gavin Kirkland: I.. I am so sorry, Stew-O.
(Chris looks satisfied, as does Daryl. Kelin rises up, all pumped up as he not only got the first elimination in favor of Showdown, but got rid of the Interwire Champion at that. Majority of the fans in attendance, especially fans donning Dynasty merch, look on in disbelief and anger.)
Persephone: So how does that feel, Stew? KELIN just beat your Interwire Champion and she is the first eliminated and Dynasty is the first team to implode. That’s funny.
Stew-O: Shut up.
Persephone: Ohhhh. Sore spot. That makes it even funnier.
Gavin Kirkland: Dynasty suffers the first elimination in the way of a mutiny and KELIN just pinned the Interwire Champion and all the people rooting for Dynasty are pissed. Now who is going to step up and enter the match for Dynasty?
Stew-O: Looks like it’s going to be Chris Elite and he better not let what he and Daryl did to Effy screw up Dynasty’s chances of winning this match.
Gavin Kirkland: I think they are already in the toilet because look at KELIN!!! He got the first elimination and he hasn’t even broken a sweat.
Persephone: But look at this idiot Elite stepping right up to take the challenge. Kelin should rip this idiot limb from limb and leave a mess in the ring.
Stew-O: Elite isn’t backing up AS HE HITS THE BOZO SILENCER! WHAT A SLAP FROM CHRIS ELITE! NO RESPECT AND NO INTIMIDATION FROM CHRIS ELITE!
Persephone: No brains either as KELIN DELIVERS A HEADBUTT! Elite might be out on his feet and it’s probably not the first time that happened in his life.
Gavin Kirkland: KELIN just hoists Elite in the air AND DROPS HIM WITH A SAMOAN DROP! KELIN could stay in the match the entire time and we will win. GO SHOWDOWN! BE JEALOUS!
Stew-O: But Candice is still legal for Voltage. She has watched everything unfold AS SHE DELIVERS A STRAIGHT PUNT KICK TO THE BACK OF KELIN’S KNEE!
Persephone: Oh yeah, like that’s going to do anything.
Gavin Kirkland: Well, he actually stumbled a step and now he turns his attention to the lovely Candice Blair. Say good night to Candice for Voltage.
Stew-O: KELIN turns and grabs for Candice, BUT CANDICE DUCKS OUT OF THE WAY! Candice is behind KELIN AS SHE JUMPS ON HIS BACK AND APPLIES A CHOKEHOLD!
Gavin Kirkland: That isn’t going to do much, BUT SHE’S ALSO GOUGING AT HIS EYES AND BITING! COME ON! THAT’S NOT FAIR!
Persephone: Who are you to complain about fair, but he is trying to reach and grab the bimbo on his back AND SHE KEEPS MOVING!
Stew-O: Candice is doing whatever she can to try and get an advantage over a powerhouse like KELIN who could easily run through this competition–
(TAG!)
Persephone: WHAT IN THE HELL IS THIS BITCH DOING?
Gavin Kirkland: Eris Morti has tagged herself in and I don’t think anybody in the ring realizes it AS KELIN GRABS CANDICE BY THE NECK AND SNAPS HER OFF HIS SHOULDERS!
Stew-O: BUT SHE LANDS ON HER FEET! Elite is back on his feet as Candice and Elite are working together for the time being AS THEY DUCK THE DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE ATTEMPT BY KELIN!
Persephone: How cute.
Gavin Kirkland: They hit the ropes on the other side AND DELIVER A DOUBLE DROPKICK THAT SENDS KELIN BACK! KELIN is on my team, but I can admit that was impressive to get the big man reeling like that.
(TAG!)
Stew-O: NOW MIA SANTORO HAS TAGGED HERSELF INTO THE MATCH!
Persephone: BAHAHAHAHAHA! Gavin, your team is just as bad in cohesion right now as Dynasty. This is hilarious.
Gavin Kirkland: WHAT ARE YOU DOING, MIA? WE HAVE A GOOD THING GOING WITH KELIN!
Stew-O: KELIN is also caught off guard by the blind tag as Mia is in the ring and is being ushered back to the outside.
Mia Santoro: (off-mic) You did good, but I got this. Just watch and see. Watch and see.
Gavin Kirkland: Mia is feeling pretty confident with herself as she turns her attention to Eris who is now in the ring AND IS RUNNING FULL SPEED AT MIA LOOKING FOR THE SPEAR!
Persephone: Mia gets out of the way! HOW IN THE HELL COULD YOU MISS THAT!
Stew-O: BUT SHE DIDN’T MISS CHRIS ELITE WHO WAS TRYING A SNEAK ATTACK ON MIA, BUT HE TOOK THE FULL FORCE OF THAT SPEAR WHEN MIA MOVED OUT OF THE WAY!
Persephone: But Eris really could care less who she hit because she hit somebody. I share in the same sentiment of caring less as she tries for the cover–
Gavin Kirkland: MIA WITH A THRUST KICK FROM BEHIND SENDING ERIS INTO THE ROPES AS MIA FROM BEHIND WITH A SCHOOLBOY ROLLUP! IT COULD BE TWO ELIMINATIONS IN A ROW FOR SHOWDOWN! ERIS’ SHOULDERS ARE DOWN!
(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
Stew-O: WAIT A SECOND! MIA HAS A HANDFUL OF TIGHTS! THE REF DOESN’T SEE IT! OH COME ON!!
(THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
Persephone: Don’t piss your pants, Stew! She didn’t do that good of a job because Eris kicked out. Besides, it’s not your team anyway. It’s my group of skanks!
Gavin Kirkland: Eris was able to roll the shoulder up at the last second and get free before being eliminated and Mia is still on the attack WITH A FOREARM STRIKE TO THE BACK OF THE NECK!
Stew-O: But Eris is still fighting back to her feet AS MIA GRABS HER AND DROPS HER WITH AN EXPLODER SUPLEX! Eris is down, BUT HERE COMES CHRIS ELITE!
Gavin Kirkland: ELITE WITH A SPRINGBOARD NECKBREAKER TAKING MIA DOWN! Elite is up as he pulls Mia back to her feet AND TRIES TO GO FOR THE FUSION DANCE–
Persephone: Bitch with a thumb to the eye gets herself free BEFORE SHE SUPERKICKS HIM IN THE KNEE!
Stew-O: Elite drops to a knee AS MIA HITS THE ROUNDHOUSE KICK! TWO FOR THE ROAD–
Persephone: ERIS TRYING FOR THE SPEAR AGAIN AS MIA ONCE AGAIN GETS OUT OF THE WAY!
Gavin Kirkland: Mia pulls Eris back around and locks her head in and tries to grab her leg for the Blackest Hour neckbreaker–
Stew-O: ERIS SPINS OUT AND GETS FREE AS SHE GRABS MIA BY THE NECK AND THROWS HER BACK FOR THE BED OF NAILS! SLEEPER SUPLEX DROPS MIA!
Persephone: But she just couldn’t be done, could she?
Stew-O: Mia is down as Eris gets back on her feet and jumps up AND CATCHES MIA WITH THE METEOR! THAT SHOT RIGHT TO THE FACE COULD HAVE BEEN A KNOCKOUT SHOT AS ERIS GOES FOR THE COVER!
(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
(THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
Bella Braxton: MIA SANTORO HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Gavin Kirkland: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! SON OF A BITCH!!
Persephone: This is great! I hope you start crying, Gavin!
Gavin Kirkland: :mjcry:
(Mia is being rolled out of the ring as the rest of the Showdown team is in disbelief about what just went down.)
Stew-O: Well one of the Showdown Team Captains is gone and look who is coming in for Showdown. The National Elite Champion Akari Kiyoko.
Persephone: Boring!
Gavin Kirkland: It was in this same match last year where Akari had his first of many star making moments. I have no doubt that Akari is going to do the same thing this year.
Stew-O: Akari is in the ring and he is getting face to face with Eris Morti who is back on her feet after eliminating Mia AND SHE FIRES OFF A CHOP RIGHT TO AKARI’S CHEST!
Gavin Kirkland: Akari looks amused by it AND HE FIRES OFF A DISCUS LARIAT THAT TAKES ERIS INSIDE OUT! Akari is right there to bring Eris back to her feet and lifts her up in the air AND DROPS HER DOWN WITH THE USHIGOROSHI!
Persephone: No broken bones. No decapitation. No interest.
Stew-O: Akari is back on his feet AS CHRIS ELITE COMES FROM OUT OF NOWHERE WITH THE ALMIGHTY PUSH! THAT POUNCE SENT AKARI HALFWAY ACROSS THE RING! THAT HAD SOME FORCE BEHIND IT!
Persephone: You mean he actually used his brain for once? Good for him. Guess there is more than just air and elevator music in his head.
(TAG!)
Gavin Kirkland: Chris Elite is feeling pretty good after that move, but he makes the tag to Daryl Kinkade.
Stew-O: The man who needs his head examined for what he did.
Persephone: Aww. Is somebody still mad his brand’s team is full of a bunch of fuck ups?
Gavin Kirkland: Both Akari and Eris are back to their feet AND HERE COMES DARYL IN WITH THE HANDSPRING ROUNDHOUSE KICK–
Stew-O: THE KICK GRAZED AKARI AND CAUGHT DIRECTLY ON ERIS AS SHE IS SENT BACK TO THE MAT!
Persephone: Wow. She contributed so much.
Gavin Kirkland: Daryl turns around AND AKARI IS ABLE TO CATCH DARYL WITH A JUMP ENZUIGIRI KICK TO THE FACE! Daryl is dazed as Akari gets him up on his shoulders–
Stew-O: DARYL SLIDES OFF THE SHOULDERS AND BRINGS AKARI DOWN TO THE MAT WITH A SUNSET FLIP! SHOULDERS ARE DOWN AND DARYL COULD STEAL IT HERE!
(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
(THREEEEEEEEEEE—)
Gavin Kirkland: AKARI JUST BARELY KICKS OUT! WOOOOOOOOO! GO SHOWDOWN!
Persephone: Will you shut the hell up?
Gavin Kirkland: NEVER!!!
(TAG!)
Stew-O: While that was going on, the referee saw that Eris has tagged in Ashlynn Quinn.
Persephone: Well the IQ of the match just dipped into the negatives. What lows we have reached with this hell.
Gavin Kirkland: Ashlynn quickly making her presence felt as Akari was pulling himself over to the corner AND ASHLYNN COMES RUNNING OVER AND DELIVERS THE BRONCO BUSTER!! I WANT ONE!!
Stew-O: Gavin, you are disgusting.
Gavin Kirkland: BUT DARYL RUINS IT WITH A BOW DOWN TO THE KINK! THAT ELBOW TO THE BACK OF ASHLYNN’S HEAD MID BRONCO BUSTER! BOOOOOOOOOOO!
Persephone: You have got to be joking.
Stew-O: Ashlynn has rolled to the ropes for the moment as Daryl pulls Akari to his feet and has the double underhook BEFORE LIFTING HIM ON HIS SHOULDERS—
Gavin Kirkland: AKARI SLIDES OFF AND LANDS ON HIS FEET! Daryl turns around and is met with a kick to the gut AND AKARI HAS THE UNDERHOOK NOW AND LIFTS DARYL IN THE AIR!
Persephone: This is kind of petty, but it’s not the worst thing that has happened AS AKARI HITS THE MIDNIGHT STARFALL!
Stew-O: Akari adding insult to injury with his own version of the move as he rolls Daryl over for the cover!
(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
(THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
Bella Braxton: DARYL KINKADE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
(Daryl is gone as the referee rolls Daryl out of the ring and out of the match as Chris can’t believe what just happened. Brianna and KASAI aren’t too pleased either, but they aren’t entirely broken-hearted after what happened earlier.)
Stew-O: Dynasty loses another participant as Daryl Kinkade is eliminated. The Dynasty faithful are giving mixed reactions because they lose another person but it’s Daryl who has pulled the same stunt of attacking his own teammate two years in a row. That leaves Dynasty down to 3.
Gavin Kirkland: Showdown is currently holding strong at 4.
Persephone: And we have… ALL FIVE STILL? HOW IN THE FUCK HAVE THESE BITCHES MANAGED TO THAT SO FAR?
(TAG!)
Gavin Kirkland: Gawd, I hate you, bitch. But Akari has decided to take a breather and tag in the… sole Captain of Showdown now… Halsey Neel.
Stew-O: As Brianna Hill has decided to come into the match to replace her fallen teammate. Meanwhile, Ashlynn Quinn is starting to get back to her feet after being hit in the back of the head.
Gavin Kirkland: There is a standoff in the middle of the ring AND BRIANNA HIT A BICYCLE KICK ON ASHLYNN SENDING HER INTO THE CORNER WHILE HALSEY COMES BACK AND HITS THE SAME MOVE ON BRIANNA!
Persephone: Wow. These people are SOOOOOOO original.
Stew-O: Brianna comes off the ropes AND COMES BACK AT HALSEY WITH A SLAP IN THE FACE!
Persephone: Bitch with a bitch slap on a bitch!!
Gavin Kirkland: Brianna tried for another slap on Halsey, BUT HALSEY GETS OUT OF THE WAY AND PULL BRIANNA INTO A FULL NELSON AND DROPS HER WITH THE FULL NELSON BACKBREAKER!
Stew-O: Brianna shoved down to the mat as Halsey hits the ropes and comes back TO LEAVE HER FEET AND HIT A HEADBUTT ON BRIANNA! Halsey tries to go for a cover–
Persephone: BUT ASHLYNN COMES FROM OUT OF FUCKING NOWHERE WITH A CRUCIFIX TO TRY AND STEAL THE WIN ON HALSEY! WHEN DID THIS BITCH GET A BRAIN!
(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
(THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
Gavin Kirkland: HALSEY KICKS OUT AT TWO! That was a very close near fall for Ashlynn to get her first elimination of the match
Stew-O: Both women get back to their feet as Ashlynn beats Halsey to the punch AND DELIVERS A SUPERKICK TO HALSEY’S FACE! Halsey is down as Ashlynn tries for another cover AS BRIANNA COMES IN WITH AN ELBOW TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD!
Persephone: Well her brief moment of having a brain has come to an end.
Gavin Kirkland: Brianna pulls Ashlynn to her feet AND TRIES FOR THE BACK SUPLEX, BUT ASHLYNN ROLLS BACK AND LANDS ON HER FEET!
Stew-O: Brianna turned by Ashlynn AS ASHLYNN GOES FOR A NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX–
Gavin Kirkland: BRIANNA MANAGES TO FLIP FREE AT THE LAST SECOND AND LAND ON HER FEET, BUT CAN’T KEEP HER BALANCE AS SHE GOES TOWARDS THE ROPES!
(TAG!)
Persephone: Oh this is going to be good.
Stew-O: Chris Elite has tagged himself in and Brianna isn’t pleased one bit. This just keeps getting worse for Dynasty.
Persephone: This is hilarious.
Brianna Hill: (off-mic) What in the hell are you doing? I had this!
Chris Elite: (off-mic) Get the hell out of the ring! Watch and learn!
Gavin Kirkland: Chris Elite just told Brianna to watch and learn as he turns to get back into the match–
Stew-O: INTO THE BESTIE SPEAR FROM ASHLYN QUINN! FOR THE LOVE OF GAWD! ELITE TURNED INSIDE OUT!
Persephone: Oh we are watching and learning… how to look like a fucking idiot.
Gavin Kirkland: Elite has ended up on his knees AS ASHLYNN RUNS OVER AND HITS THE PINK STAR DIAMOND! KNEES DRIVEN INTO THE FACE AS ASHLYNN SCRAMBLES FOR THE COVER!
(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
(THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
Bella Braxton: CHRIS ELITE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
(Elite his holding the back of his head as he rolls out of the ring holding two fingers. The referee is holding up three as they help roll Chris Elite out of the ring.)
Stew-O: This just keeps turning into a bigger nightmare for Dynasty it is now five on four on TWO!! Brianna Hill and KASAI are the only two people left for Dynasty while Showdown and Voltage have almost full and completely full teams.
Persephone: I think it’s funny that Chris Elite got hit so hard he thought it was a two count. I always knew counting wasn’t one of his strong suits.
(Brianna and KASAI are on the apron looking at what has just gone down knowing they are in a big mess of trouble before looking at each other and nodding in silent understanding.)
Gavin Kirkland: Dynasty knows they are up the creek without a paddle right now. These two aren’t exactly the best of friends, but they know that they have to work together or else it will be a quick night for Dynasty.
Stew-O: KASAI has decided to enter the fray for Dynasty as Halsey is back on her feet while Ashlynn is standing again as she is feeling pretty good after her elimination.
Gavin Kirkland: All three women are standing once again as KASAI HITS A QUICK BACKSTABBER ON ASHLYNN!
Persephone: I bet Ashlynn can’t walk and chew gum at the same time.
Stew-O: Ashlynn dropped to her knees, shut up Persephone, as KASAI and Halsey are battling it out in the middle of the ring as Halsey hits a knife edge chop on KASAI!
Persephone: What the hell did I do? Rude!
Gavin Kirkland: KASAI comes back WITH A SPINNING ELBOW THAT CATCHES HALSEY IN THE SIDE OF THE HEAD! KASAI tries for another one and HALSEY DUCKS!
Stew-O: She lifts KASAI up AND THEN JUST SLAMS HER DOWN WITH THE ALABAMA SLAM!
Persephone: NOW ASHLYNN COMES IN AND STACKS KASAI TO TRY AND STEAL ANOTHER ELIMINATION! Again, when did this bitch get a brain?
(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
(THREEEEEEEEEEEEE—)
Gavin Kirkland: KASAI ROLLS THROUGH AT TWO! Ashlynn tries to go for the legs AS KASAI KICKS HER BACK AND INTO HALSEY–
(TAG!)
Stew-O: AND KASAI TAGS BRIANNA BACK INTO THIS MATCH AS SHE DELIVERS A DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE TO ASHLYNN AND HALSEY!
Gavin Kirkland: Both women get back to their feet as BRIANNA HITS A THESZ PRESS ON HALSEY BEFORE SENDING HER SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE RING POST!
Stew-O: BUT HERE COMES ASHLYNN WITH A RUNNING KNEE TO THE JAW! Brianna drops to her knees AS ASHLYNN TRIES FOR A ROLL UP!
Persephone: She gets the head locked for a DDT, BUT SHE GETS LIFTED UP AND OVER! BIG FREAKIN SURPRISE!
Gavin Kirkland: Ashlynn lands on her feet AND TRIES FOR THE BESTIE SPEAR ONCE AGAIN, BUT BRIANNA WITH A DROP TOE HOLD SEND ASHLYNN THROAT FIRST INTO THE MIDDLE ROPE!
Stew-O: Ashlynn is on the ropes and Brianna gets her in prime position as he hits the far ropes before coming back–
Gavin Kirkland: BRIANNA HITS THE HOTLINE! TIGER FEINT KICK CAUGHT HER RIGHT IN THE FACE AND SEND ASHLYNN FLYING BACK!
Persephone: Call the botox provider on Monday.
Stew-O: BRIANNA GETS IN THE RING AS ASHLYNN ROLLS TO A KNEE, AND BRIANNA CONNECTS WITH HITS DIFFERENT!!! Brianna sees an opportunity to make the numbers better as she stacks Ashlynn up for the cover.
(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
(THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
Bella Braxton: ASHLYNN QUINN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
(Ashlynn is assisted out of the ring after her elimination, but in a show of team solidarity, is staying at ringside for the remainder of the match. Meanwhile, Brianna is feeling pretty good to finally get Dynasty another elimination.)
Persephone: Boy, so sad to see her go! 🫰 I’m sure Voltage will somehow find a way to carry on without Ashlynn Quinn. Truly devastating stuff.
Stew-O: Brianna’s proud to have scored an elimination for Dynasty, but she needs to keep her head on a swivel because this match stops for no one! Up next, IT’S THE TEAM CAPTAIN, RAVEN ROBERTS! RAVEN ENTERS THE RING AND IMMEDIATELY SWINGS WILDLY WITH A CLOTHESLINE AT BRIANNA, BUT BRIANNA DUCKS UNDERNEATH! BRIANNA HOOKS BOTH ARMS FROM BEHIND AND PULLS RAVEN DOWN INTO A BACKSLIDE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Gavin Kirkland: HALSEY! HALSEY RE-ENTERS THE FRAY AND BREAKS UP THE COVER BY CATCHING BRIANNA WITH A SCHOOL GIRL!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Stew-O: BUT THERE’S RAVEN! RAVEN COMES FROM BEHIND AND SNATCHES HALSEY OFF THE COVER, ROLLING HER UP WITH A SCHOOL GIRL OF HER OWN!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO—
Gavin Kirkland: ALMOST A TWO COUNT, BUT NOW BRIANNA SNATCHES RAVEN OFF OF HALSEY WITH ANOTHER SCHOOL GIRL! THESE THREE ARE TRADING PINS FASTER THAN THE REFEREE CAN KEEP UP!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Stew-O: AND HERE COMES HALSEY! HALSEY CORKSCREW JUMPS INTO A SUNSET FLIP ON BRIANNA, PULLING HER OFF OF RAVEN AND INTO ANOTHER COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Gavin Kirkland: RAVEN OUT OF NOWHERE WITH A SEATED CRUCIFIX PIN ON HALSEY, PULLING HER OFF THE COVER ON HILL! THIS IS GETTING RIDICULOUS!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Stew-O: KICKOUT! FINALLY, A KICKOUT, AND ALL THREE QUICKLY RUSH BACK TO THEIR FEET! Neither one of them makes another move just yet, LEAVING ALL THREE AT A STALEMATE FOR NOW!
Persephone: What a fucking waste of time. This is an elimination match, idiots! Why do you keep breaking up each other’s pins?! Let one of these bitches get eliminated and make your lives easier!
Gavin Kirkland: I believe it was less about trying to break up the pins and more about trying to pull a fast one on each other. Everybody saw an opportunity to sneak one through and tried to take it.
Persephone: Yeah, well, look where that got them. All that pin trading and not a single elimination to show for it.
Stew-O: I’m sure KASAI can breathe a sigh of relief after those close calls didn’t result in another elimination for Dynasty! If Dynasty loses another member, KASAI will be the last one left standing for her team, which means there’ll be nobody left for her to tag out to! Her endurance would truly be put to the test at that point, especially with members of BOTH Showdown and Voltage still left for her to get through!
Gavin Kirkland: Yeah, and while I’d love the opportunity to run through these women myself, I certainly wouldn’t want to do it in a Brand Warfare match! These women are no slouches!
Persephone: :comeagain:
Stew-O: Yeah, I’m not even gonna comment on that— AS HALSEY NEEL SHOVES BRIANNA! But as expected, Brianna isn’t about to take that without giving something back, AND SHE SHOVES HALSEY RIGHT BACK! Neither woman backs down afterwards as they get right in each other’s face, BUTTING HEADS WHILE THE TENSION CONTINUES TO RISE!
Gavin Kirkland: There’s plenty of trash talk being exchanged between these two, BUT RAVEN ROBERTS STEPS IN AND PUSHES THEM APART! Raven reminding both women that she’s still very much a part of this equation, and ignoring an EAW Hall of Famer is never a smart move! …BUT HALSEY NEEL TAKES THE INITIATIVE AND CATCHES RAVEN WITH A KICK TO THE GUT! Roberts doubles over from the kick, allowing Halsey to BACK HER INTO THE CORNER WITH A FLURRY OF RIGHTS!
Stew-O: RAVEN DROPS DOWN TO THE MAT IN THE CORNER, AND HALSEY IMMEDIATELY STARTS GOING TO WORK WITH REPEATED STOMPS! Neel is targeting the head as Raven curls up and tries to cover herself, BUT HALSEY IS ABSOLUTELY UNRELENTING WITH THOSE STOMPS— UNTIL BRIANNA FINALLY INTERJECTS! Brianna grabs Halsey and turns her around, BEFORE CRACKING NEEL WITH A FOREARM!
Gavin Kirkland: HALSEY FIRES BACK WITH A FOREARM OF HER OWN! BRIANNA ANSWERS RIGHT BACK! HALSEY! BRIANNA! HALSEY! BRIANNA! Brianna gets the better of the exchange with another forearm— BUT HALSEY— HALSEY RESPONDS WITH A POKE TO THE EYE!
(Brianna immediately grabs at her eye as Halsey Neel shrugs her arms, looking out toward the crowd with a cheeky grin as she receives a mixed reaction, with some fans unable to help but be amused by it.)
Persephone: Work smarter, not harder. Now that’s a move I can agree with. Enough of this “I hit you, you hit me” nonsense.
Stew-O: Halsey starts marching her way toward Brianna— BUT EATS AN OVERHAND CHOP TO THE CHEST THAT KNOCKS NEEL ON HER BUTT IN THE CORNER! Brianna shakes the remaining cobwebs out of her head, finally clearing her vision after that eye poke, and she sees an opportunity to capitalize! BRIANNA SHOOTS OFF THE OPPOSITE CORNER TO BUILD MOMENTUM—
Gavin Kirkland: BUT RAVEN INTERCEPTS HER MID RUN BACK TO HALSEY WITH A SPRINGBOARD HURRICANRANA FROM THE APRON! BRIANNA GOES SLITHERING OUT UNDERNEATH THE BOTTOM ROPE! Meanwhile, Halsey pulls herself back up in the corner as A FIRED UP RAVEN ROBERTS COMES CHARGING IN— BUT HALSEY NEEL SENDS HER UP AND OVER HER SHOULDER!
Stew-O: LUCKILY, RAVEN CATCHES HERSELF ON THE APRON— BUT HALSEY BLASTS HER WITH A RIGHT HAND! Raven barely manages to hang on as Halsey sees an opportunity and runs off the opposite set of ropes to build momentum— BUT HALSEY FALLS FACE FIRST ONTO THE MAT AS BRIANNA TRIPS HER FROM RINGSIDE! BRIANNA GRABS HOLD OF NEEL AND DRAGS HER OUT UNDERNEATH THE BOTTOM ROPE!
Gavin Kirkland: AND BRIANNA CATCHES HER WITH A KNIFE EDGE CHOP! Halsey reels slightly from the impact before FIRING BACK WITH A LEFT HAND! Brianna responds with a left hand of her own! HALSEY! BRIANNA! THESE TWO ARE GOING BACK AND FORTH AT RINGSIDE— BEFORE RAVEN ROBERTS COMES SOARING OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH A TOPE CON HILO! :damn:
Stew-O: THE RAVEN SOARING THROUGH THE AIR ON THAT ONE, TAKING OUT BOTH WOMEN AT RINGSIDE! Roberts throws caution to the wind and wipes out Halsey and Brianna in one fell swoop!
Persephone: You really couldn’t hold that one in, could you?
Stew-O: The opportunity was right there. :mjgrin:
Persephone: :wow: Ugh, whatever.
Gavin Kirkland: Raven picks Brianna back up and rounds the corner before rolling her back inside the ring! Brianna is on all fours, struggling to get her wits about her as Raven slides back in and rises to her feet— BEFORE BRIANNA SUDDENLY CLOTHESLINES RAVEN OVER THE TOP ROPE!
Stew-O: RAVEN STRUGGLES BACK TO HER FEET AT RINGSIDE— BEFORE BRIANNA COMES FLYING OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH A TRIANGLE CROSSBODY! Brianna wipes Raven out at ringside and quickly returns to her feet— BUT SHE DOESN’T EVEN HAVE A SECOND TO CELEBRATE AS HALSEY ROUNDS THE CORNER WITH A RUNNING KICK TO THE GUT! Brianna doubles over, allowing Halsey to grab hold of her and AGGRESSIVELY SEND BRIANNA SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE! Brianna’s entire body crashes sideways into the barricade with all that force and momentum behind her!
Gavin Kirkland: HALSEY WASTES NO TIME ROLLING BRIANNA BACK INSIDE THE RING, AND NEEL SLIDES IN AFTER HER BEFORE HOOKING THE LEG FOR A COVER!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Gavin Kirkland: KICKOUT! BRIANNA KICKS OUT— AND HALSEY INSTANTLY KNOCKS RAVEN DOWN WITH A RIGHT HAND AS SHE SLIDES BACK INTO THE RING! Halsey catches Raven with another punch between the eyes while she’s down before dragging her back to her feet— AND A KNIFE EDGE CHOP DROPS RAVEN RIGHT BACK DOWN!
Stew-O: Halsey drags Raven back up by the head, clutching her jaw with one hand— BUT RAVEN EXPLODES WITH A RIGHT HAND TO THE BODY! Raven alternates with the left, THEN DRIVES ANOTHER RIGHT INTO THE RIB CAGE! Roberts is starting to build some momentum— BUT HALSEY STOPS HER IN HER TRACKS WITH A KNEE TO THE GUT! Neel turns Raven toward the corner and looks to send her in with an Irish whip— OR AT LEAST SHE ATTEMPTS TO, AS RAVEN TURNS IT AROUND AND SENDS HALSEY INTO THE CORNER INSTEAD!
Gavin Kirkland: RAVEN RUSHES IN— BUT HALSEY SENDS HER UP AND OVER HER SHOULDER TO THE APRON! Raven manages to catch herself, and Halsey turns around looking for a right hand— BUT RAVEN BLOCKS IT AND KNOCKS HER BACK WITH A FOREARM! Halsey staggers away as Raven sees her opening and springboards back inside the ring— BUT HALSEY CATCHES HER OUT OF MID AIR WITH “REALITY KILLED THE VIDEO STAR!” WHAT A SPEAR BY HALSEY NEEL!
Persephone: Cover her!
Stew-O: HALSEY RISES BACK TO HER FEET AS RAVEN WRITHES IN PAIN— AND SIDESTEPS BRIANNA HILL AS SHE COMES DASHING IN! Halsey looks to capitalize with a rebound German suplex, BUT BRIANNA BACKFLIPS ONTO HER FEET! Halsey quickly jumps back to hers— BUT BRIANNA CATCHES HER RIGHT IN THE MUSH WITH A BIG BOOT! HALSEY CAN BARELY STAND AFTER THAT SHOT— BUT SHE FIRES BACK WITH A KIC— OH, WAIT!
Gavin Kirkland: “A NIGHT ON THE OPERA!” THE QUESTION MARK KICK CONNECTS ON BRIANNA! Hill is stunned, and that leaves her completely open for “THE WALL!” HALSEY PLANTS BRIANNA WITH THE NORTHERN LIGHTS BOMB! NEEL SITS RIGHT ON TOP OF BRIANNA’S CHEST AND PULLS THE LEG BACK FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Bella Braxton: BRIANNA HILL HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
(Halsey rolls off the cover and rises to a knee as Brianna rolls out of the ring…)
(TAG!)
Stew-O: The tag is made!
(Halsey looks over her shoulder as Rex enters the ring, slowly walking toward his wife as Raven makes it to a knee, still holding her ribs in pain after that spear. Raven looks up at Rex before gritting through the pain and pushing herself back to her feet, leaving Fire and Ice standing across from one another… but before either makes a move, their attention soon shifts toward someone else entering the ring.)
Stew-O: Don’t forget about KASAI, the only woman left standing for Team Dynasty!
Persephone: And somehow KASAI doesn’t look the least bit bothered by that. Her entire team is gone, she’s got nobody left to tag, and she’s still walking in here like this is exactly where she wants to be. Either she’s really confident or completely fucking insane.
Stew-O: Rex places himself in the middle, darting his attention back and forth between KASAI and Raven while staying on guard the entire time! …But it looks like both Raven and Rex, Fire and Ice, have decided to set their sights on KASAI! They’re beginning to close in on her from both sides…
Gavin Kirkland: IF KASAI’S GOING DOWN, SHE’S GOING DOWN SWINGING! KASAI catches Rex with a right hand as he lunges forward, AND IMMEDIATELY TURNS HER ATTENTION TO RAVEN WITH A FLURRY OF RIGHTS! Rex tries to grab hold of KASAI from behind— BUT EATS A BACK ELBOW FOR HIS TROUBLES, KNOCKING HIM BACK A BIT!
Stew-O: KASAI KEEPS HER FOCUS ON RAVEN, HAMMERING HER WITH RIGHT HANDS! Raven starts firing back, AND NOW THE TWO ARE TRADING PUNCHES BACK AND FORTH IN A HOCKEY FIGHT— BEFORE REX JOINS THE FRAY! Rex comes to Raven’s aid, and Fire and Ice begin BEATING KASAI DOWN TO THE MAT WITH CLUBBING BLOWS BEFORE STOMPING HER OUT!
Gavin Kirkland: KASAI tried to fight off both of them for as long as she could, but those numbers quickly caught up to her! Raven pulls KASAI back to her feet— AND CHUCKS HER OUT THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE! That leaves just Raven and Rex inside the ring, husband and wife squaring off… AND RAVEN TAKES THE FIRST SHOT WITH A RIGHT HAND! REX FIRES BACK WITH ONE OF HIS OWN! RAVEN! REX! RAVEN! REX! OH! BOTH COMPETITORS EXPLODE INTO A HOCKEY FIGHT!
Stew-O: THEY’RE JUST THROWING RIGHTS AT EACH OTHER! Raven and Rex continue trading punches until both finally stagger back after going at it for so long, FEELING THE EFFECTS OF EVERYTHING THEY’VE BEEN THROUGH IN THIS MATCH! But neither stays back for long— THEY GO RIGHT BACK ON THE ATTACK, THROWING FISTICUFFS ONCE AGAIN! Raven manages to shove Rex away, sending him back toward the ropes— AND REX REBOUNDS OFF THEM, LOOKING FOR THAT SIGNATURE JUMPING KNEE!
Gavin Kirkland: BUT RAVEN SIDESTEPS IT! Rex goes past her before quickly turning around, AND DUCKS UNDERNEATH A CLOTHESLINE FROM RAVEN! Both competitors turn and lunge at each other again— AND THEY HAD THE EXACT SAME IDEA! DOUBLE FOREARMS CONNECT, STUNNING BOTH RAVEN AND REX! They’re rocked, but only momentarily as THEY LUNGE AT EACH OTHER AGAIN— AND BLAST EACH OTHER WITH FOREARMS FOR A SECOND TIME! Neither one is willing to give an inch!
Stew-O: AND THEY BOTH LUNGE FOR A THIRD— BUT THIS TIME, RAVEN BEATS REX TO THE PUNCH! RAVEN LANDS THE FOREARM FIRST, AND REX IS ON WOBBLY LEGS! McAllister can barely keep himself steady— BUT HE EXPLODES FORWARD WITH A JUMPING KNEE STRIKE! NOW RAVEN IS THE ONE ON WOBBLY LEGS! Rex sees the opening and SWINGS WILDLY WITH A CLOTHESLINE—
Gavin Kirkland: BUT RAVEN DUCKS UNDERNEATH! Roberts races toward the ropes and rebounds back as Rex turns around— TALON!!! THE CLAYMORE KICK CONNECTS! REX GOES DOWN, AND RAVEN COLLAPSES ALONGSIDE HIM, DRAPING AN ARM OVER HER HUSBAND FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Bella Braxton: REX MCALLISTER HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
(Raven crawls over to the ropes, draping her head across the bottom rope where she comes face to face with KASAI, who uses the apron to help herself back to her feet at ringside. Neither woman breaks eye contact…)
Stew-O: ROUNDHOUSE KICK! KASAI JUST CAUGHT RAVEN WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE HEAD! Raven rolls away from the ropes and back inside the ring, instinctively rising to her feet as she clutches at her head in pain—
(Raven suddenly stops in her tracks as she backs into a giant obstacle standing behind her.)
Persephone: :mjlit: Yes! Kill her!
(KELIN.)
Gavin Kirkland: RAVEN TURNS AROUND AND SWINGS AT KELIN— BUT KELIN SIMPLY GRABS HER BY THE THROAT! Raven is lifted off her feet— AND KELIN DRIVES HER DOWN WITH THE CHOKESLAM BACKBREAKER! KING’S CALLING BY KELIN! Raven rolls through to all fours from the impact, BUT KELIN ISN’T FINISHED! The big man immediately pulls Raven back to her feet and gets her into position— ZERO ZENITH!!
Stew-O: NORTHERN LIGHTS BOMB BY THE BIG MAN! RAVEN IS PLANTED INTO THE CANVAS, AND KELIN MAKES THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Bella Braxton: RAVEN ROBERTS HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Stew-O: KELIN WITH ANOTHER ELIMINATION! He’s now looking to bring himself back up, not trying to stay immobile for too long while there’s still a sizable amount of this field that needs to be taken care of! He’s bringing himself up to a KNEE—
Gavin Kirkland: AS KASAI SENDS A BLISTERING KNEE INTO HIS TEMPLE!!! The knee seems to rattle Kelin while bringing the big man up to his feet! Trying to shake it off to the best of his ability as KASAI does not want to slow down!
Persephone: ‘CAUSE SHE SENDS A SHOTGUN DROPKICK THAT KNOCKS KELIN INTO THE CORNER! Kelin is sent into the turnbuckles as now KASAI is working to bring herself back up, refusing to halt herself as she’s now rushing toward Kelin—WHO RUSHES BACK AT HER!
Stew-O: AS SHE CATCHES HER WITH A BLACK HOLE SLAM!!! KASAI is immediately arching in pain as she rolls away & toward the apron! Kelin is bringing himself back up as he’s always refusing to keep himself down for long, looking to scan the area while catching another presence at the corner of his eye!
Persephone: AS CANDICE BLAIR LEAPS OFF THE TURNBUCKLE TO TAKE KELIN DOWN—
Gavin Kirkland: NO! KELIN CAUGHT HER!!! Kelin is shaking his own head as he’s not giving Candice that time of day! Candice is trying to squirm free as now the behemoth from Showdown looks to—WHAT THE?!?!?
Stew-O: DIVING ‘PHOENIX CUTTER’!!!! ARIA JUST DROPPED KELIN WITH THE CUTTER FROM THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!!! Kelin is shooting right back up!!! Dazed but still kicking!!!! Candice herself is wide eyed as she’s now quick to her feet, nodding to herself before RUSHING TOWARD KELIN WITH ALL THAT SHE’S GOT!!!
Gavin Kirkland: ’STARLIGHT’ TORNADO DDT! BUT KELIN WILL NOT STAY DOWN!!! HE’S EATING ALL OF THESE FOR BREAKFAST! KASAI realizes that action must be taken now! The entire turf may be filled to the brim with enemies, but she doesn’t have a choice!!!
Persephone: ’ABDICATION’!!!! NOW KELIN DROPS DOWN TO THE CANVAS! FINALLY!!! KASAI WITH THE COVER MADE!!!!
(## ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!)
(## TWOOOOOO—)
Stew-O: ## KELIN SHOVES KASAI OFF!!!
Gavin Kirkland: WHAT THE HELL?!? WHAT IS THIS GUY MADE OF??? KELIN IS SHAKING HIS OWN HEAD AS HE’S NOW TRYING TO GET HIMSELF MOVING AGAIN! Candice immediately looks toward the ringside area, as Akari is trying to fix himself back into the fray!
Persephone: ‘Till Candice gets on the apron—AND LEAPS RIGHT ONTO AKARI WITH A METEORA TO PUT HIM BACK DOWN!!!! Kelin is rising back up while ARIA & KASAI are wide eyed in their own right! They’re preparing for what’s to come—
Stew-O: ## BUT HERE COMES ERIS!!!!
Gavin Kirkland: ## SPEAR!!!!!!!
Persephone: SPEAR TAKES KELIN DOWN!!!!! THAT’S GOTTA BE ENOUGH NOW!!!! HOW IS HE STILL ABLE TO MOVE AT ALL AFTER THAT!
Stew-O: HE’S SHAKING HIS OWN HEAD, REFUSING TO GIVE IN TO THE PRESSURE! TRYING TO GRAB ONTO THE ROPES, BUT THE SPEAR KNOCKED TOO MUCH OF THE WIND OUT OF HIS SAILS!!!
Gavin Kirkland: ’J4A’ ACROSS THE TEMPLE FROM ARIA!!!! KELIN IS DOWN ON THE CANVAS!!! HALSEY LOOKING TO RUSH INTO THE RING—BUT ERIS WITH A BASEMENT DROPKICK REFUSES HER! KASAI NOW SEES HER MOMENT AS SHE CLIMBS UP TO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!!! KELIN IS GAZING UPWARD, SHAKING HIS HEAD VIGOROUSLY—BUT IT’S TOO LATE!!!!
Persephone: ## ‘KITSUNE BLESSING V2’!!! MOONSAULT STOMP!!!
Stew-O: KELIN CLUTCHES ONTO HIS ABDOMEN AS KASAI LEAPS FOR THE COVER!!! ERIS COVERS UP KELIN AS WELL!!! AS DOES ARIA!!!!
(## ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!)
(## TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!)
(## THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!)
Bella Braxton: ## KELIN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Gavin Kirkland: HOLY SMOKES! THEY GOT HIM OUTTA THERE WITH ALL THAT THEY HAD!
Stew-O: It seems that they’re all collectively breathing a sigh of relief! As Candice Blair is looking to bring herself back up to the top turnbuckle—BUT SHE’S BEING DRAGGED AWAY FROM THE GRASP OF THE ROPES!!! HALSEY HAS HER OVER HIS SHOULDERS—GOOD GOD!
Persephone: POWERBOMB ONTO THE BRUNT OF THE BARRICADE!!!! CANDICE IS IN PAIN!!! ARIA & Eris look toward what’s going on at ringside as Halsey is glaring up toward the ring while the two Voltage members ARE IN TROUBLE NOW!!!
Gavin Kirkland: WOAH!!! SPRINGBOARD DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE FROM AKARI KIYOKO!!! NATIONAL ELITE CHAMP’ TAKES DOWN BOTH MEMBERS OF VOLTAGE IN AN INSTANT!!! KASAI realizes she can’t stay dormant for long!
Stew-O: KASAI WITH A DROPKICK THAT SENDS AKARI THROUGH THE ROPES & OUT OF THE RING! She’s making her way back up now—BUT HALSEY APPLIES A REAR NAKED CHOKE!!! KASAI IS IN TROUBLE!!! Halsey has her forearm embedded right over the throat of KASAI, doing all that she can to cut off the lights from KASAI & eliminate Dynasty from this match!
Persephone: BUT KASAI QUICKLY ARCHES FORWARD AND ROLLS HALSEY RIGHT OVER! Halsey is able to roll herself forward and jump right up to her feet, turning herself toward KASAI as she’s not remaining dormant for long—
Gavin Kirkland: SPINNING BACK FIST FROM KASAI CAUSES HALSEY TO FALTER!!! KASAI is keeping herself on the move as the sole survivor Dynasty in this moment! She’s rushing over to the ropes & running toward Halsey with momentum, LOOKING FOR ‘DEADLIGHTS’—
Stew-O: HALSEY HALTS HER WITH A STEADY ELBOW INTO HER JAW!! KASAI immediately clutches onto her own jaw as she drops down to a knee, with Halsey revving up from here as she’s now looking for ‘A NIGHT IN THE OPERA’—
Persephone: HEADBUTT!!!! HAD TO HAVE BROKEN HER FUCKING NOSE THERE! KASAI ROCKS HALSEY!!!! She’s grinning it up as she knows Halsey is vulnerable here, rushing back toward her while she’s weak to PUT HER LIGHTS OUT!
Gavin Kirkland: ## ‘MATRICIDE’!!!!
Stew-O: HALSEY EVADES THE KICK—AND SHOVES KASAI INTO THE ROPES AHEAD!!!!
Gavin Kirkland: AKARI BLASTS KASAI WITH ‘UNITED STATES OF SMASH’ FROM THE APRON!!!! FULL FORCE ELBOW RATTLES KASAI TO HER CORE!!!! SHE’S STUMBLING BACKWARD, UNABLE TO PULL HERSELF TOGETHER AS SHE’S TURNING HERSELF AROUND—AND HALSEY REELS HER IN JUST TO HOIST HER UP HIGH!!!
Persephone: ’THE WALL’!!!!!!! NORTHERN LIGHTS BOMB PLANTS KASAI DOWN IN FULL MOTION!!! THE COVER IS MADE BY HALSEY!!!!
(## ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!)
(## TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!)
(## THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!)
Bella Braxton: ## KASAI HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Stew-O: Unfortunately, that’s all of Dynasty gone!
Gavin Kirkland: YES! YES! YES! HALSEY WITH YET ANOTHER ELIMINATION!! KASAI IS GONE!!! Halsey is trying to get herself moving again soon before long—WATCH OUT!!!
Persephone: SPEAR!!!!! ERIS JUST TOOK OUT HALSEY IN A BLINK!!! THE COVER IS MADE!!!!
(## ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!)
(## TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!)
(## THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
Stew-O: NO! HALSEY KICKS OUT!!! THE HAND IS RAISED!!!
Gavin Kirkland: ‘TILL ERIS QUICKLY MOTIONS HERSELF RIGHT BEHIND HALSEY AFTER TAKING HOLD OF HER ARM—AND NOW HER NECK!!
Stew-O: ## ‘THE WITHER’!!!!
Persephone: ERIS IS TRYING TO CHOKE HALSEY OUT UNCONSCIOUS!!! GIVING IT ALL THAT SHE’S GOT TO PUT HER AWAY! But this bitch is ANNOYINGLY tough! She’s just not willing to give any quit to this submission!
Gavin Kirkland: HALSEY IS FIGHTING FOR HER LIFE TO SURVIVE THIS! C’MON HALSEY!!! ERIS IS TRYING TO SINK HER ARM AROUND HER NECK EVEN FURTHER TO CUT OFF CIRCULATION!!!
Stew-O: AS BLOOD POURS OUT FROM HALSEY’S NOSE, BUT SHE’S REFUSING TO SUBMIT! SHE’S VIGOROUSLY GRITTING HER TEETH DOWN WHILE ERIS IS NODDING TO HERSELF! SHE KNOWS SHE CAN’T HOLD OUT FOREVER—
Persephone: ‘A K-NEE OF DEATH’ FROM AKARI!!!! FUCK!! ERIS IS ROCKED BY THE FLYING REGAL KNEE!!! INTO THE CORNER! Halsey coughs up a storm as now Akari is dragging Halsey over to their corner, refusing to let it end like this!
(TAG!)
(TAG!)
Gavin Kirkland: AND ERIS IS TEETERING AWAY FROM THE CORNER AS AKARI IS NOW RUSHING TOWARD HER IN FULL SPEED—WITH A LEG LARIAT THAT TURNS ERIS INSIDE OUT!!! KIYOKO IS KEEPING THE PACE!
Stew-O: AS HE SLAMS HIS FIST INTO THE CANVAS BEFORE MOTIONING OVER TO CORNER! HE’S LOOKING TO TAKE ERIS’ HEAD OFF WITH WHAT’S ABOUT TO SPRAWL HER WAY!!! AKARI RUSHES FORWARD!!!!
Gavin Kirkland: ## ‘PEACH DREAM’—
Persephone: ## ARIA LEAPS ONTO AKARI WITH A DIVING METEORA!!!
Gavin Kirkland: POW!!!! AKARI JUMPS UPWARD & ROCKS ARIA WITH ‘UNITED STATES OF WORLD SMASH’!!! ELBOW LEAVES ARIA REELING!!!
Stew-O: AND AKARI RUSHES BACK TOWARD ERIS WITH ‘PEACH DREAM’!!!!!
Gavin Kirkland: SPIDER WALK!!!! AKARI LANDS FLAT ON HIS BACK AS HE’S MOTIONING BACK UPWARD WHILE HE CAN—
Persephone: ## TO GET CAUGHT BY SPEAR!!!!
Stew-O: ## ‘PEACH DREAM’!!!!!!
Gavin Kirkland: BANG!!!!! AKARI HIT THE NAIL ON THE DAMN HEAD!!! ERIS GOT SPARKED!!! NOW AKARI IS RUSHING HIMSELF ON OVER, SITTING HIMSELF OVER ERIS WITH THE COVER TO GIVE ANOTHER ONE TO SHOWDOWN!
(…)
(………..)
(The referee doesn’t count.)
Gavin Kirkland: …..? HELLO?!?!? COUNT THE PIN, DOOFUS!
Persephone: ERIS ISN’T LEGAL, DOOFUS!
Stew-O: CANDICE BLAIR IS!!!
Persephone: ## ‘GOLD RUSH’!!!!!
Gavin Kirkland: NO NO NO NO NO!!!! CANDICE TAGGED IN JUST AS AKARI DID EARLIER! DISCUS LARIAT DOES IT THERE! AKARI IS DAZED AS HE’S NOT STAYING DOWN! C’MON AKARI! YOU’RE UP TO A KNEE! GET BACK UP—CRAP!!!!
Stew-O: # ‘CASTLES CRUMBLING’ CANADIAN DESTROYER!!!!!!
Persephone: AKARI IS SPIKED ON HIS FUCKING HEAD!!! CANDICE RUSHES HERSELF OVER FOR THE COVER!!!!
(## ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!)
(## TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!)
(## THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
Bella Braxton: ## AKARI KIYOKO HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!
Stew-O: SHOWDOWN IS DOWN TO 1! VOLTAGE HAS 3 REMAINING!!!! CANDICE BRINGS HERSELF UPWARD HERE—
Gavin Kirkland: RUNNING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT INTO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!!!! MY GOODNESS!!! AND NOW CANDICE IS LAID OUT!!! BUT HALSEY’S NOT DONE!!!
Persephone: ‘CAUSE HALSEY IS JUST DRILLING ELBOW AFTER ELBOW ONTO CANDICE’S SKULL!!! HER CRANIUM IS BUSTED OPEN! I DON’T MIND THIS!! BLOOD’S SPILLING OVER!!!!
Stew-O: AS CANDICE IS KICKING HALSEY AWAY WITH A BOOT TO HER FACE! She’s finally got some space but there’s a crimson mask spread across her own face now! She’s rolling over to the apron, trying to recover the best she CAN—
Gavin Kirkland: QUESTION MARK KICK STUNS CANDICE IMMENSELY!!! SHE FALTERS RIGHT OVER THE BOTTOM ROPE!!! Halsey holds onto the rope, glaring toward Candice is she’s now heading through the ropes and onto the apron!!!
Stew-O: Candice’s upper body is dormant over the apron as… Halsey is… OH NO… HALSEY’S GLARE INTENSIFIED AS SHE RUSHES AHEAD!!!!!
Persephone: GODDAMN!
Gavin Kirkland: CURB STOMP ONTO THE FREAKIN’ APRON!!!!! CANDICE IS UNCONSCIOUS!!! THERE’S JUST NO WAY!!! HALSEY NEEDS TO PUSH CANDICE INTO THE RING FULLY! C’MON!!!
Stew-O: ERIS!!!! ERIS CATCHES HALSEY’S LEG—AND REELS HER RIGHT OVER HER OWN SHOULDERS!!!!
Persephone: POWERBOMB ONTO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR!!!! DELIVERING HALSEY A TASTE OF HER OWN MEDICINE!!!
Gavin Kirkland: NOT GOOD… I DON’T LIKE THIS… ERIS ISN’T JUST PUSHING HER BACK INTO THE RING…
Stew-O: Halsey is not staying down, crawling along the floor as Eris is catching her own breath, and she takes notice to a new opportunity here… SHE KNOWS WHAT NEEDS TO BE DONE…
Persephone: HALSEY IS DRAGGING HERSELF UP WITH A PALM OVER THE BARRICADE—AND DOESN’T HAVE A CLUE WHAT’S COMING HER WAY!!!!
Gavin Kirkland: NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
(# CRASH!!!!!!!!)
Stew-O: # SPEAR THROUGH THE BARRICADE!!!!!!!!!
(## …)
(## …….)
Persephone: ## SHIT!!!!!
Gavin Kirkland: ## HALSEY EVADED THE SPEARRRR!!!!
Stew-O: ERIS RAN FULL FORCE INTO THE BARRICADE & PAID THE PRICE!!!! SHE’S BURIED UNDERNEATH THE DEBRIS!!!!
Persephone: AND HALSEY REALIZES SHE NEEDS TO ACT! SHE LOOKS OVER TO THE DEAD ASS CANDICE THAT’S ONLY MANAGED TO LIFT HER HEAD! SHE SLIDES HERSELF BACK INTO THE RING—
Gavin Kirkland: SUPERKICK FROM ARIA!!!! HALSEY SLUMPS AS ARIA IS NOW QUICKLY SETTING OVER TO THE CORNER, AND SHE LENDS HER HAND OUT!!! CANDICE ONLY HAS ENOUGH ENERGY TO WEAKLY TAG OUT!!!
(TAG!)
Stew-O: AND NOW ARIA IS IN THIS!!! HALSEY IS STILL ROCKED WHILE ARIA IS LOOKING TO SEAL THE DEAL FOR VOLTAGE!!!! ALL THAT IT’LL TAKE TO SECURE AN IMMENSE VICTORY!!! SHE RUSHED FORWARD!!!
Gavin Kirkland: ## ‘FANTASY LIVES ON’—
Persephone: DISCUS LARIAT TURNS ARIA INSIDE OUT!!!!! ARIA IS DAZED!!! HALSEY, SOMEFUCKINGHOW, IS PUSHING THE PACE AGAINST THESE THREE! THEY ALL SUCK!!!
Gavin Kirkland: AND NOW HALSEY HAS HER OWN MOMENT!!! ARIA DOESN’T KNOW WHERE THE HELL SHE IS!!! HALSEY DRAGS ARIA RIGHT OVER, THIS IS ALL SHE WROTE!!!
Stew-O: ## ‘THE QUEEN IS DEAD’!!!!
Gavin Kirkland: ARIA SHIFTS THROUGH THE MANEUVER AS AN ARM DRAG CAUSES HALSEY TO ROLL AWAY!!! HALSEY HALTS HERSELF AT THE ROPES—AND ARIA DARTS TOWARD HER ONE MORE TIME!!!!
Persephone: ## ‘J4A’!!!!!!!
Stew-O: MATRIX EVASION FROM HALSEY NEEL!!! ARIA FALLS FLAT ON HER BACK AS SHE’S STRUGGLING TO GET BACK UP—AND IT COSTS HER!!!!!
Gavin Kirkland: # ‘REALITY KILLED THE VIDEO STAR’!!!!!
(# …)
(# …)
Persephone: ## CANDICE SHOVES ARIA OUT OF THE WAY!!!!!
Gavin Kirkland: AND SACRIFICES HERSELF IN GETTING BULLDOZED BY HALSEY NEEL!!!!
Stew-O: HALSEY IS WIDE-EYED WHILE CANDICE IS IMMEDIATELY CLUTCHING ONTO HER ABDOMEN! HALSEY BRINGS HERSELF BACK UP, LOOKING BACK FOR ARIA—
Persephone: #’J4A’!!!! THE FUCKING KNEE DROPS HALSEY NEEL!!!!
Gavin Kirkland: NO!!!!!!!!! NONONO!!!!! ARIA DRAPES HERSELF OVER HALSEY!!!!! C’MON!!!!!!
(## ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!)
(## TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!)
(## THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(## ……..)
(## ……………..)
(## DING! DING! DING!)
Bella Braxton: ## HALSEY NEEL HAS BEEN ELIMINATED! THE WINNERS OF THIS MATCH: ARIA, CANDICE BLAIR, ERIS MORTI, RAVEN ROBERTS, & ASHLYNN QUINN… TEAMMMM VOLTAGE!!!!!!
Stew-O: WHAT A MATCH! WHAT A WAR! As much as I can feel the disappointment for Dynasty suffering such a loss, Voltage certainly earned themselves this victory tonight after all of the pace that they have managed to push through every bit of the struggle faced! This was one hell of a battle to witness!
Persephone: Eat shit.
(Persephone smacks the back of Gavin’s head.)
Gavin Kirkland: OW???
Persephone: Voltage dubs what can I say, they kept the match full throttle and you know what??? I’ll give it to all of the teams, they were out there putting everything on the line, but the team that just wanted it that much more took it home.
Gavin Kirkland: Yeah yeah, I suppose there’s no arguing against that… Sigh congratulations to Team Voltage, and the sole survivors in ARIA, Candice Blair & Eris Morti especially in career-making performances…
(‘God Shattering Star’ emanates throughout the speakers as ARIA is breathing heavily, quickly motioning herself toward Candice without hesitation. Candice can barely sit herself up after all of the punishment, but she gives a weak nod to ARIA with a low smile, as ARIA hugs her closely in celebration. Eris brings herself up onto the apron with a palm over her own shoulder as she remains near the two, with a glance to the embrace—and a scoff, followed by an eye roll, as the three survivors of the bout’ relish in the aftermath of the Brand Warfare victory, as the scene soon fades.
(EAW logo buzzes.)
NIGHT TWO
(EAW Intro Plays)
???: AND NOW… RESIDENT EVIL, PAPA JOHN’S AND THE EAW PRESENT THE 2026 TERRITORIAL INVASION!
(The fireworks go off at the Vaught-Hemingway Stadium in Oxford, Mississippi as the sold-out crowd is on their feet. “Die For You” by From Ashes To New plays throughout the stadium as the excitement can be felt in the air for Night Two of Territorial Invasion. The Camera pans down to the announcement crew of Rich Russillo, Thadd Blazevich, and Persephone.)
Rich Russillo: WELCOME TO NIGHT TWO OF TERRITORIAL INVASION! WHAT A NIGHT ONE WE HAD, CROWNING SOME NEW CHAMPIONS, BRAND WARFARE CLOSED OUT THE SHOW AND WHAT A DOLLHOUSE! BUT TONIGHT WE HAVE SO MUCH MORE INCLUDING THE WAR GAMES!
Thadd Blazevich: BRRROOOOOO! IT WAS AN AMAZING NIGHT ONE! BUT NIGHT TWO IS GOING TO DELIVER WITH SO MUCH MORE AND WE GET TO HEAD INTO THE POON PALACE!
Persephone: Whatever…. So, we are joined by the Dynasty and Showdown teams tonight as well, I don’t care who they are…. BUT… I LOVE MYSELF THIS KIND OF MATCH SO TAKE UT AWAY BELLA BRAXTON!
(The camera pans to Bella Braxton just as the graphic for the opening match of Night Two flashes and the fans go off in a roar.)
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(The camera then goes over to Bella Braxton standing inside the ring, holding a microphone in her hand as she begins to speak.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen… IT! ENDS! TONIGHT!!!!!!!!!!
Crowd: :krabs:!!!
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LzwwMUd1cvc)
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(An overwhelming number of boos are heard erupting from the crowd in attendance as ‘Nightreign’ by Shoi Miyazawa begins to play. The camera goes over to the stage as Jake Smith is seen slowly making his way out from the backstage area. He doesn’t exude the usual confidence that he has, at least… not all of it. There’s an air of uncertainty, and it’s apparent on his face as he looks around, trying to keep his cool. After a moment, he glances over to the ring, slowly beginning to make his way down the ramp.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first… from Los Angeles, California… weighing in at 265 pounds… he is THE GREATEST OF ALLLLLLLLLL TIMEEEEEEEEEEE… JAKE SMITHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Persephone: Okay, so is nobody going to explain what this match is? HELLO?! HELLO?!?!
Rich Russillo: To be completely fair, a lot of things surrounding Jake Smith as of late have been shrouded in mystery. Ever since Caroline turned her back on him and vowed to end the bond that they had with one another, Jake has been on a spiral to try and find answers.
Thadd Blazevich: And it all leads to this, bro! The title is exactly as advertised: It Ends Tonight, and after everything that we’ve seen, whatever happens in this match is anyone’s guess! I’m just surprised that they’re actually heading out to the ring, dude.
(Jake makes his way up the steps and onto the apron. He then enters through the ropes and enters the ring, making his way toward the center of the ring, pointing to the sky…)
Rich Russillo: It goes without exaggeration that we have no idea what could happen in this match. We know that whoever wins will have their humanity restored… It’s just a matter of-
Persephone: Um, I don’t mean to be that person, but…
Thadd Blazevich: ???
(The camera goes over to the ring as it briefly pans over to the commentary desk… and Jake Smith has completely disappeared.)
Rich Russillo: Uh…
(There’s a brief murmur from the crowd, as it quickly cuts off, leaving everyone in confusion. Nobody knows what to do, and truthfully, nobody even knows if Jake even had an opponent in the first place who was heading out to the ring.)
(…)
Persephone: So is anybody gonna fucking do something, or do we not have a FUCKING OPENER TO THE SHOW!
Thadd Blazevich: Bro… what can we do?
(After a moment, the ringside official is seen walking up to Bella Braxton, whispering something. She has a reluctant expression on her face as she raises the microphone to her mouth.)
Persephone: Ladies and gentlemen, I have just received word from Captain Charisma that, due to the unknown status of both Jake Smith and Caroline… this match has been CANCELLED!
(The crowd doesn’t even know whether to boo this or not, because who knows what in the world just happened.)
Rich Russillo: This is certainly not the way that we wanted the show to start, but if we don’t know anything about the match, I think it’s worth it to say that we don’t even know what to do.
Persephone: I say they both lose; we consider them dead, and they’re off the roster. Deal? Deal.
Thadd Blazevich: Well, bro… hopefully we get a status report on them in the coming weeks, if not later tonight, but right now… I guess we’re just going to have to move on.
(The last shot seen is the empty ring, where Jake Smith resided before completely evaporating out of thin air… as Territorial Invasion begins to fade to elsewhere.)
(The camera returns to ringside, where Bella Braxton can be seen with a microphone in her hand.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen… The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
Bella Braxton: And it is for THE EAW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
(The fans cheer, and those cheers are followed by ‘Once Then We’ll Be Free’ by Wisp. This brings about a somewhat mixed reception, as Jay Jerry Johnson begins walking out to the stage. Jay just gives a slow nod as he walks out, already focused and prepared for the match ahead as he chooses not to look towards the loud audience. Jay’s focus is purely on the ring as he walks down the ramp, as he knows now’s his best chance to finally become World Champion.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first… from Chicago, Illinois… weighing in at 215 pounds… HE IS THE ARTIST, JAAAYYYYYY JJEEEEEERRRYYYY JJJOOOOOOOOHHHHHHNNNSSSOOONNNNNN!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: This is going to be an interesting match, because one thing is clear. Jay Jerry Johnson wants that World Championship more than anything right now, to the point where you can even consider him desperate for it.
Thadd Blazevich: Well we’ve been seeing another side of Triple J lately, and honestly that’s starting to become a theme with Hans’ challengers in general. Raven was already tough dude, and for the last few weeks you could tell this has all been getting to Hans.
Persephone: Well that’s his problem if everyone wants to beat him up. Maybe Hans just has a punchable face.
(With this, ‘The Leaving Song Pt. II’ began to play. The fans immediately explode with cheers once the music hits, and as Jay waits inside of the ring, Hans Grayson begins to walk out. Hans gives a nod to the crowd, but afterwards his eyes quickly dart to his opponent in the ring. Hans clearly isn’t happy after all that has gone down, but he does his best to keep his composure despite it all. He begins walking down the ramp, high-fiving fans though giving Jay a cold glare as he heads to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: And his opponents… from Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada… weighing in at 219 pounds… HE IS THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION… THE FIRE BREATHING DRAGON, HHHAAAAAANNNNSSSSS GGGGRRRAAAAAYYYYSSOOOONNNNN!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Here comes the Champion, who I’m sure is ready to try and put this behind him. It won’t be easy though, because I think Jay is going into this read to throw everything he possibly can.
Thadd Blazevich: Fair enough, but it won’t be easy for either bro. Hans has been through the ringer and still has managed to come out of it all as Champ. That can’t be for no reason. We’ll just have to see whether or not Triple J is the exception!
Persephone: Well I lose regardless of who wins, so they better make it good. There’s clearly animosity between them.
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Rich Russillo: AND HERE WE GO! THE BELL RINGS, AND IT DOESN’T TAKE LONG FOR THESE TWO TO LOCK UP AT ALL! Both men rush into the lock up, and they have a struggle for control as neither man has a significant physical advantage over the other! They’re of the same height and similar weight, and beyond all that they both have tension that’s going to have to be let out tonight!
Thadd Blazevich: Both dudes are really going at it as they struggle and stumble around the ring trying to overpower each other or at least find an opening– AND JAY MIGHTA FOUND ONE, AS HE TURNS AND FORCES HANS BACK FIRST INTO THE ROPES–
Rich Russillo: NO!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS TURNS JAY AROUND, PRESSING HIM AGAINST THE ROPES!
Persephone: But that just forces that stupid rope break!
Referee: (off-mic) Come on, break it up! ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!
Rich Russillo: And there’s the break! Hans raises his hands to show that he’s backing off–
Thadd Blazevich: BUT JAY JUST KICKED HANS IN THE GUT!!
Persephone: And Hans WANTED to go right after Jay, but this buzzkill referee is separating them because of the ropes. Come on. There’s already not gonna be any weapons, the least you could do is let them go at it.
Rich Russillo: Hans has no choice but to begin backing up– BUT JAY TAKES THIS OPPORTUNITY AND PUSHES PAST THE REFEREE BEFORE LANDING AN ELBOW SMASH!! JAY ONCE AGAIN CATCHES HANS OFF GUARD– BUT NOW ALL BETS ARE OFF, AND HANS TAKES JAY TO THE MAT WITH A DOUBLE LEG TAKEDOWN!!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS IMMEDIATELY STARTS POUNDIN’ AWAY AT TRIPLE J, LAYING IN PUNCH AFTER PUNCH AS JAY STRUGGLES TO GET HIS ARMS UP TO BLOCK! WE’RE STARTING THIS ONE OFF HOT, BROS!!
Persephone: Jay is able to shove Hans off of him, and now both men rush back to their feet. Hans swings at Jay– but Jay ducks under before turning, and kicking Hans’ leg out from under him!
Rich Russillo: Hans drops down to his knees, AND NOW THERE’S A KICK TO THE CHEST! Hans grabs at his chest in pain, BUT JAY LANDS A SECOND ONE! HE QUICKLY LANDS A THIRD BEFORE HANS COULD EVEN REACT TO THE SECOND, AND THERE’S A FOURTH! Jay now winding up, BEFORE HE GOES FOR A ROUNDHOUSE KICK–
Thadd Blazevich: WHICH DOESN’T CONNECT!! HANS DUCKS IT BEFORE SHOVING TRIPLE J INTO THE CORNER! The Champ shoves himself back up before racing into the corner, AND HE HITS JAY WITH AN AWESOME JUMPING KNEE! Hans pulls Jay into a headlock after that, AND HE STARTS RUNNING OUT OF THE CORNER FOR A BULLDOG–
Rich Russillo: BUT JAY THROWS HANS OFF OF HIM! Hans lands on the mat– AND NOW FROM BEHIND JAY CONNECTS WITH THE ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD!! Hans drops, rolling out of the ring as the challenger’s aggressive approach was rewarded to start this one off!
Thadd Blazevich: Triple J quickly follows Hans out of the ring– AND HE RUNS INTO THE CHAMP, MUSCLING HIM INTO THE BARRICADE BACK FIRST! Jay scoops Hans up after that, BEFORE JUST DROPPING HIM ONTO THE BARRICADE WITH A BODY SLAM! Hans falls onto the ringside floor, and dude, Jay is really going for it right now! He doesn’t even hesitate to drag Hans back up, and he just pulls him away from the barricade, BEFORE RUNNING IN AND THROWING HANS BACK FIRST INTO THE RING POST! Hans holds his back in pain, falling down to all fours as the challenger takes control!
Persephone: I’m so glad being a complete loser lit a fire under Jay. The last thing I need right now to see is him putting Hans in a bunch of boring “holds”.
Rich Russillo: Jay drags Hans back up before sending him back into the ring, and Jay is quick to follow behind as Hans starts to stumble back up! Hans tries to steady himself as fast as he can, AND HE TRIES SWINGING AT JAY– BUT JAY CATCHES HIM AND DELIVERS AN STO BACKBREAKER, WHICH IS IMMEDIATELY FOLLOWED BY A NECKBREAKER! JAY WITH THE LATERAL PRESS, PINNING BOTH SHOULDERS DOWN!
OOOOOOONNNEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTTWWWWOOOOOOOOO!!!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS KICKS OUT, but he immediately turns and grabs at his back after that one! Jay shakes his head as he gets back up, just walking to Hans’ legs as he knows he’s totally in control! Jay grabs Hans by the legs, AND HE TURNS HANS OVER AND APPLIES A BOSTON CRAB!!!
Persephone: What!? No no NO!!! I thought I was gonna be free from the stupid submissions!
Rich Russillo: You may not be, but it seems Hans is! He had the wherewithal to turn onto his back before Jay could get that submission in tight– AND HANS IS ABLE TO FREE ONE OF HIS LEGS, BEFORE RAPIDLY KICKING AT JAY UNTIL HE LETS GO! Jay stumbles back and Hans rushes back to his feet–
Thadd Blazevich: RIGHT INTO THE PRETTY VISITOR!!!
Rich Russillo: NO!! Hans had that one scouted and was able to shove Jay away! Hans turns and runs off the ropes, AND HE USES THE OPPORTUNITY TO JUMP UP FOR THE FLAMING PUNCH!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT JAY CATCHES HANS, SCOOPING HIM UP BEFORE PLANTING HIM WITH A MICHINOKU DRIVER!!! HANS LANDED RIGHT ON HIS BACK, AND NOW JAY HOOKS THE LEG FOR A SECOND COVER!!
OOOOOOONNNNNEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Persephone: BUT HANS ANNOYINGLY KICKS OUT AGAIN!!! Jay is looking a little desperate tonight, isn’t he? Not that I mind, since for once someone’s actually trying to end the match ASAP.
Rich Russillo: I don’t think Jay has really hidden that he’s desperate. He wants that victory more than anything right now, and to his credit, he’s really working for it. Hans is just being forced to survive this onslaught, as Jay has truly had an answer for everything Hans could do. I can’t imagine all that damage to the back is feeling great, either.
Thadd Blazevich: Speaking of, Jay just dragged Hans to his feet, BEFORE USING ALL HIS POWER TO SEND HANS INTO THE CORNER! Hans collides with the turnbuckles back first, and he’s forced to hang onto the ropes just to keep himself on his feet! Hans grabs at his back before pulling himself back, AND NOW TRIPLE J USES THIS OPPORTUNITY TO START CHARGING IN–
Persephone: BUT HANS LIFTS JAY OVER HIS HEAD, SENDING JAY OUT TO THE APRON! Hans quickly turns and grabs Hans by the head, looking to send him into the ring post–
Rich Russillo: But Jay stops himself, before knocking Hans back with a right hand! Hans stumbles enough for Jay to start making the climb up to the top rope, AND NOW THERE IT IS! JAY JERRY JOHNSON LANDS THE MISSILE DROPKICK ON THE CHAMPION, AND HANS IS STRUGGLING RIGHT NOW AS THE CHAMPION STAYS FIRMLY ON THE OFFENSIVE! JAY GOES IN FOR ONE MORE COVER!!!
OOOOOONNNNNEEEE!!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOOOO!!!
TTTT–
Rich Russillo: BUT THAT DOESN’T GET THE JOB DONE EITHER!!
Thadd Blazevich: Jay pushes himself back to his feet, immediately yelling at Hans to get up as he doesn’t seem finished just yet! Hans doesn’t even know where he is! Hans looks like he’s both in pain and shocked! I don’t think he was prepped for the aggression Triple J’s had for him tonight!
Rich Russillo: Hans starts to stumble his way back up in a daze, AND NOW JAY SCOOPS HIM UP FOR HEAVEN’S FEEL!!!
Thadd Blazevich: NO!! HANS STILL HAD SOME WHEREWITHAL LEFT IN ‘EM, AND BRO SLIPS OUT OF JAY’S GRASP BEFORE PULLING HIM DOWN INTO A SUNSET FLIP!!!
OOOOONNNNEEEEE–
Thadd Blazevich: HE DOESN’T HOLD THE PIN, THOUGH! JAY IS QUICK TO ROLL OUT OF IT BEFORE BACKPEDALING INTO THE ROPES– AND BRO TRIED TO RETURN FIRE WITH A PENALTY KICK, BUT HANS DUCKED UNDER IT BEFORE TURNING AND PUSHING HIMSELF BACK UP!! JAY QUICKLY TURNS HIMSELF BACK AROUND AND RUSHES BACK TOWARDS HANS–
Rich Russillo: BUT HANS SURPRISES HIM WITH A FLAMING PUNCH!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: AND JAY GOES DOWN!!! HANS FALLS INTO THE ROPES, LEANING INTO THEM AND HOLDING ON JUST TO KEEP HIMSELF UP! Bro immediately grabs at his back, but dude just caught Triple J off guard entirely! Hans shakes his head trying to shrug off the pain, rushing in for the cover as that might’ve been his best shot all night!
OOOOOONNNNNNEEEE!!!!
TTTTTWWOOOOOOOO!!!!
TTTTHHHRRRRE–
Persephone: BUT ANNOYINGLY, JAY’S ABLE TO GET THE SHOULDER UP!! I guess that’s what happens when you spend ninety percent of the match so far getting beat up.
Rich Russillo: Hans shakes his head seeing that Jay’s still in this one, but there’s nothing he can do now besides stay on the offensive. Hans slowly starts to push himself back up, and he grabs Jay by the arm, dragging him back up BEFORE PULLING HIM INTO A KNEE TO THE MIDSECTION! Hans grabs Jay after this and throws him into the corner, AND HANS IMMEDIATELY RUSHES IN, LANDING A JUMPING KNEE TO JAY! Hans hit that at the start of the match, but it doesn’t look like he wants the bulldog this time!
Thadd Blazevich: Jay nearly sinks into the corner, but Hans drags him right back up BEFORE LANDING A KNIFE EDGE CHOP! Jay grabs at his chest in pain, and Hans just lifts him up before placing him on the top rope!
Persephone: So he’s gonna do something like this with a hurt back? Yeah, I’m sure that’s gonna go well.
Rich Russillo: Well we’ve known Hans long enough to know he doesn’t mind having to suffer a bit of damage as long as he can get through the match. This just seems like another one of those cases as he hits Jay with a second knife edge chop, and now pulls himself onto the top rope where Jay is! Hans hooks the arm, and he’s not wasting time. RIGHT AWAY HE’S LOOKING TO TAKE JAY OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH A SUPERPLEX!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT TRIPLE J’S NOT LETTING THAT HAPPEN! HE STARTS TO REPEATEDLY PUNCH HANS IN THE RIBS BEFORE HANS COULD LIFT HIM UP– AND NOW LOOK!
Persephone: JAY THROWS HANS TO THE SIDE, SENDING HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE!
Rich Russillo: And Hans thankfully is able to hold onto the ropes, stopping himself from what would’ve been a nasty fall onto the ringside floor! Jay drops down from the top rope though, and he runs off the ropes while the Champion pulls himself back onto the apron–
Thadd Blazevich: EXCEPT HANS IS ABLE TO CONNECT WITH A ROPE-ASSISTED ENZUIGIRI! Jay stumbles thanks to that and Hans jumps into the ring– BEFORE DUCKING A CLOTHESLINE ATTEMPT FROM TRIPLE J! Jay turns around, AND HANS JUMPS AND CONNECTS WITH A PELE KICK! Jay goes down before he stumbles back up in a daze, AND HANS CATCHES JAY BEFORE LANDING A SAITO SUPLEX, FLOORING THE CHALLENGER!
Rich Russillo: Hans forcefully pushes himself back to his feet, shaking his head as he’s forced to just grit past the damage to his back! Hans takes a moment and takes a deep breath, as clearly Jay’s attacks have taken a slight toll. Not a surprise given he was slammed onto the barricade and much more, but it seems Hans isn’t going to let that deter him now!
Thadd Blazevich: Hans takes off and starts to run the ropes, BEFORE GOING FOR THE FIRESAUL–
Persephone: NO, LOOK!!!!
Rich Russillo: JAY GOT UP JUST AS HANS JUMPED ONTO THE ROPES, AND HE CATCHES HANS IN A WAISTLOCK BEFORE PLANTING HIM WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: JAY KEEPS THE BRIDGE IN FOR A PIN!!!
OOOOOOONNNNEEEEE!!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOOOOO!!!
TTTHHHH–
Rich Russillo: BUT HANS IS OUT OF THAT ONE!!! Jay sighs, but look, he’s back in the game! Hans took just a second too long to process all that terrible damage he’s taken, and unfortunately that pain setting in gave Jay just enough time to get up and make a move. Given his incredible in-ring IQ, I’m not even surprised by how good of a move it actually was!
Thadd Blazevich: Hans rolls to the ropes, and dude, that was not the landing he needed right now. Jay has been on him for every little mistake, and I don’t think Hans is gonna get a whole lotta time to breathe tonight.
Persephone: Good.
Rich Russillo: Hans uses the ropes to start pulling himself up as Jay approaches– but Hans suddenly is able to get a boot up! It wasn’t enough to drop Jay, but it caught him off guard and was enough for Hans to catch his breath a bit. Jay is already going back on the offensive though, as he charges back in to swing at Hans!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS BLOCKS IT, BEFORE LANDING A SHOT TO JAY’S JAW! Jay stumbles back, AND HANS GRABS HIM BEFORE LANDING ANOTHER! Hans grabs onto him one more time as Jay continues to backpedal to the other side of the ring, AND ONE MORE CONNECTS, FOLLOWED BY AN IRISH WHIP TO THE ROPES! Jay bounces off of them, and right into an arm drag! Jay hits the mat hard but is in a rush to get back to his feet–
Persephone: AND HANS CATCHES JAY WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK! Hans stumbles back because he did all that right after getting dumped on his neck, but Jay is probably worse off right now given what just happened to him.
Rich Russillo: Jay just rolled over to the roles, but Hans isn’t giving him the chance to recover– which is smart, given everything Jay has already done. Hans runs the ropes while Jay pulls himself up, AND NOW THERE’S A CLOTHESLINE, TAKING JAY OVER THE TOP ROPE! Jay just barely managed to grab onto the ropes to force an apron landing, but as I said Hans is staying on him.
Thadd Blazevich: Hans waits as Jay drags himself up on the apron, and he lands a kick to the midsection before grabbing bros head, and pulling it into the ring over the top rope! Hans now backing up, BEFORE HE RUNS IN, HITTING JAY WITH A BOOT TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD! Jay falls, and bro is just left lifeless, hanging on the middle rope as Hans heads out to the apron!
Persephone: Hans drags Jay back out to the apron and pulls him into a waistlock– and I think he wanted a German suplex off the apron, but Jay is quick to start sending back elbows at Hans to try and force him off!
Rich Russillo: Hans won’t let go that easily– BUT JAY STOPS HIM FROM LIFTING HIM FOR THE MOVE, AS HE QUICKLY BACKPEDALS AND SENDS HANS BACK FIRST INTO THE APRON! That was just enough to force Hans off of him, as Hans nearly fell off the apron and had to grab onto the top rope in order to save himself!
Thadd Blazevich: Triple J takes advantage of the situation by hooking Hans, LIFTING HIM FOR A FALCON ARROW ONTO THE APRON!!!!
Rich Russillo: BUT HANS LANDS ON HIS FEET– AND HE USES EVERYTHING HE HAS TO POWER JAY UP!!
Thadd Blazevich: BEFORE DROPPING JAY ONTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE WITH A GOURDBUSTER!!!
Persephone: Oh, yikes.
Rich Russillo: Wow! Hans had Jay up, and he was able to stop himself short and drop Jay stomach first onto the top turnbuckle! Hans immediately drops to a knee clutching the side of his back, clearly having had to exert himself a bit more than he should’ve. Hans knows this one isn’t over yet though, and thanks to this he starts to climb the turnbuckles as Jay slowly starts to crumble down on the opposite side!
Thadd Blazevich: Hans hits Jay with a forearm, and he lands a few more for good measure! I don’t know what Hans has in mind, but he hesitates for a bit, grimacing before he starts to pull Jay up!
Persephone: AND JAY CATCHES HANS OFF GUARD WITH A HEADBUTT!
Rich Russillo: That was a move done out of sheer desperation. You can tell just from Jay’s lack of an immediate follow-up, but that doesn’t matter as it clearly worked out. It forced Hans to stop for a bit as he holds his head, and now Jay is able to slowly pull himself up the turnbuckles and over Hans, BEFORE DELIVERING A CLUBBING BLOW TO THE BACK! Jay lands a second one, and he follows it up by beginning to repeatedly drop elbows onto the back of Hans’ head!
Thadd Blazevich: Jay hooks Hans’ arms into a double underhook once he realizes that Hans doesn’t have any more fight in him, AND HE BEGINS LIFTING HIM UP FROM THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE ON THE APRON!! DUDE, WHAT’S TRIPLE J DOING!?!?
Persephone: A BUTTERFLY SUPERPLEX OUT OF THE RING, THAT’S WHAT!!
Rich Russillo: OH MY GOD!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS GRAYSON AND JAY JERRY JOHNSON BOTH CRASH ONTO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR!! DUDE, THAT WAS INSANE!!! TRIPLE J JUST HIT A BUTTERFLY SUPERPLEX ALL THE WAY OUT TO RINGSIDE, AND IF HANS’ BACK WAS IN PAIN BEFORE, I DON’T EVEN KNOW IF BRO’S GONNA BE ABLE TO WALK AFTER THAT ONE!
Rich Russillo: I don’t even know if I can call that an exaggeration, because even Jay is struggling to move!
Thadd Blazevich: That was an insane risk, bro! Jay put everything on the line there!
Persephone: But it paid off! Jay’s using the apron to drag himself back up, meanwhile Hans Grayson is just laid out on the ringside floor, squirming in pain!
Rich Russillo: Jay forces himself back up before dragging Hans up, relying on the apron to bring him back to his feet! Jay sends Hans back into the ring before falling behind, and I don’t think Hans even realizes what’s in store for him as he finally starts to come to his senses!
Thadd Blazevich: Hans uses everything he can to push himself to a knee, AND JAY USED THE OPPORTUNITY TO DRAG HIM UP!
Rich Russillo: BEFORE PLANTING HIM WITH THE PRETTY VISITOR!!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: HE DIDN’T GET HIM!!
Persephone: # HANS JUST TURNED AROUND BEFORE PULLING JAY INTO A BACKSLIDE PIN!!!!!
OOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: But a roll up isn’t ending this Championship match! Once again Hans releases the pin as Jay rolls through, and both men rush back to their feet as fast as they can given the circumstances! Hans looks to strike!
Thadd Blazevich: THAT DOESN’T GO TO PLAN THOUGH! TRIPLE J DUCKED AND PULLED HANS INTO AN INVERTED FACELOCK BEFORE LIFTING HIM UP–
Persephone: AND PLANTING HIM WITH THE YKHM LAST LOVE!!!!
Rich Russillo: AND THERE’S NO ESCAPING THIS ONE! JAY JERRY JOHNSON CONNECTS WITH THAT PUMPHANDLE EMERALD FLOWSION, AND AFTER THAT SUPERPLEX TO THE OUTSIDE, THAT HAS TO BE THE WORST MOVE HANS COULD RECEIVE RIGHT NOW!!
Thadd Blazevich: Triple J put everything he had into that one, AND NOW HE HOOKS THE LEGS, TO BECOME A FIRST-TIME WORLD CHAMPION!!!!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
TTTTHHHHHRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Persephone: BUT HANS GETS THE SHOULDER UP!!!!
Rich Russillo: And STILL, this match is not over! Hans was barely even able to get his shoulder off the mat, and all Jay can do is slowly roll off of Hans. Jay is spent, and at this point I think both men are starting to run out of gas. How are they still going after that huge ringside superplex!?
Thadd Blazevich: We said it at the start, bro. Jay is a desperate guy right now, trying pinfall after pinfall to end this one. To his credit, I think it’s starting to work, bros. Hans is totally starting to run out of options with all that back targeting. We saw what happened when he went for the Firesault in spite of it. Jay went into this one prepared, dude. Honestly, this might be his time to become World Champion.
Persephone: Aren’t you speaking too soon? Jay is down on the mat right next to Hans. Neither of them are in good shape– which isn’t a surprise since neither of them are even decent wrestlers.
Rich Russillo: It is true that Jay has definitely exhausted himself right with Hans, but he is clearly the man better off right now, and it seems as long as he has any strength left he’s going to fight. Jay is pushing himself back up while Hans slowly starts to stir.
Thadd Blazevich: Jay catches Hans by the wrist just as Hans turns himself over, and Jay pushes himself up before STOMPING ON HIS BACK! Hans winces in pain, BUT TRIPLE J JUST STOMPS ON THE BACK OF HIS HEAD, BEFORE DELIVERING A FEW MORE STOMPS TO THE BACK!
Persephone: Jay pulls Hans up before grabbing him by the waist, AND DRIVING HANS BACK FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLES! Hans nearly fell to his knees from that alone, but Jay doesn’t let him. He just grabbed Hans by that arm that’s probably been wrecked five times over by now.
Rich Russillo: AND NOW HE WRAPS IT AROUND THE TOP ROPE, BEFORE PULLING AWAY AT IT AS HANS STRUGGLES!! JAY HAS BEEN TARGETING THE BACK ALL NIGHT, AND NOW HE’S GOING BACK TO THE WELL SO MANY OF HANS’ OPPONENTS HAVE GONE TO! JAY IS TRYING TO RIP HANS APART PIECE BY PIECE!
Thadd Blazevich: And Hans is in no condition to do anything about it! The ref starts the count!
Referee: (off-mic) One! Two! Three! Four! FIVE!
Persephone: And Jay unfortunately lets go–
Rich Russillo: BUT AS SOON AS HE DOES, HANS USES THE FREE ARM TO KNOCK JAY BACK WITH A PUNCH STRAIGHT TO THE JAW!
Thadd Blazevich: Hans immediately clutches at his arm in pain– BUT HE STILL GETS NO TIME TO BREATHE, AS JAY KICKS HIS LEG OUT FROM UNDER HIM! Jay grabs Hans by the bad arm, and he starts to drive elbows down right into the shoulder and tricep! Hans pushes himself to his feet, trying to find some way to keep going, but Jay just continues the onslaught!
Persephone: Jay now pulling Hans in for a short-arm clothesline–
Rich Russillo: BUT THAT WAS IT!!! THAT WAS THE OPENING HANS NEEDED, AS HE DUCKS AND PULLS JAY’S ARM INTO A HAMMERLOCK!
Thadd Blazevich: BEFORE CONNECTING WITH THE HEAT TWIST!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: HANS GRAYSON FOUND AN OPENING TO STRIKE, AND STRIKE HE DID!!! JAY JERRY JOHNSON IS OUT, AND NOW HANS IS FORCING HIMSELF UP IN SPITE OF THE INJURIES HE SUFFERED TONIGHT, JUST LIKE HE DID AGAINST DRAKE ARMSTRONG!!! JUST LIKE HE DID AGAINST RAVEN ROBERTS!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: JAY STARTS TO STUMBLE TO A KNEE IN A DAZE, AND HANS DOESN’T EVEN WAIT! HE DRAGS BRO BACK UP BEFORE TURNING JAY AROUND, YELLING AS HE JUMPS UP!!!
Persephone: # IMPERIAL FLAME!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: THE IMPERIAL FLAME CONNECTS, AND HANS GRABS HIS SHOULDER BEFORE QUICKLY TURNING JAY OVER!!! HANS HOOKS THE LEG WITH EVERYTHING HE HAS LEFT, GOING FOR THE COVER TO END THIS MATCH!!!!!
OOOOOOOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
TTTHHHRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: # JAY JERRY JOHNSON GETS THE SHOULDER UP!!!!
Persephone: …what?
Rich Russillo: JAY JERRY JOHNSON GOT THE SHOULDER UP! THIS MATCH ISN’T OVER!! THE WORLD TITLE IS STILL ON THE LINE, AND HANS GRAYSON CAN’T EVEN BELIEVE IT!!!
Thadd Blazevich: Man, I can’t believe it myself! We literally saw all the people that move has put down as of late, and Hans already hit bro with the Heat Twist! I was certain it was wraps, but Triple J is still fighting! This is terrible for Hans, bro. First it was his back, now another weakness is developing with the surgically repaired arm. The longer this goes, I think this actually favors Jay.
Rich Russillo: Hans slowly pushes himself to his knees, and you can see the stress on his face as he’s just being forced to ask himself what more he could possibly do.
Thadd Blazevich: Hans slowly starts to push himself up, even stumbling in the process as bro is just barely able to keep himself up. Triple J meanwhile has crawled into the corner and is sat there, and seeing that look on Hans’ face, I don’t think that’s where Jay wants to be!
Persephone: Hans storms over to Jay, AND HE DELIVERS A BOOT TO THE JAW, BEFORE BEGINNING TO JUST STOMP AWAY AT JAY!
Rich Russillo: HANS WAILS AWAY AT JAY IN THE CORNER, STOMPING HIM OVER AND OVER AS THE REFEREE IS FORCED TO BEGIN COUNTING HIM NOW!
Referee: (off-mic) One! Two! Three! Four! FIVE! GET OFF HIM, HANS!
Rich Russillo: THE REFEREE PULLS HANS AWAY–
Thadd Blazevich: BUT HANS PUSHES PAST BRO, DRAGGING JAY UP BEFORE THROWING HIM INTO THE OPPOSITE CORNER! Hans goes charging in, AND HE LANDS ONE MORE JUMPING KNEE! HANS DRAGS JAY OUT OF THE CORNER, AND THIS TIME HE LANDS THE BULLDOG OUT OF THE CORNER– EXCEPT HANS DOESN’T EVEN GO FOR THE COVER!
Rich Russillo: Instead, he just gets on top of Jay’s back, BEFORE BEGINNING TO THROW FOREARMS AT THE BACK OF HIS HEAD!
Persephone: Okay, that’s pretty nasty for Hans’ standards. Jay must’ve really been pissing him off.
Thadd Blazevich: Of course! It’s bad enough Jay did all that to get under Hans’ skin in the build. Now he’s been a huge problem tonight on top of that. I think Hans is really being forced to pull out all the stops, AS HE JUST CONTINUES PUMMELING TRIPLE J WITH THE FOREARMS TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!
Persephone: All those forearms clearly got some sort of response from Jay. He’s trying his best to find some sort of way out of this!
Rich Russillo: And he goes after Hans’ bad arm, grabbing it before pulling it down!
Thadd Blazevich: JAY IS ABLE TO BRING HANS TO THE MAT, JUST LONG ENOUGH FOR HIM TO PUSH HIMSELF UP AND LOCK IN AN ARMBAR!!
Rich Russillo: CLOSE!! JAY NEARLY CAUGHT HANS WITH THE ARMBAR WITH JUST THAT ONE SMALL OPENING, BUT HANS WAS CLOSE ENOUGH TO GET HIS ENTIRE LEG ONTO THE BOTTOM ROPE! Jay doesn’t have the strength in him right now to try pulling Hans away! He’s gonna have to release the submission! Jay reluctantly lets go–
Thadd Blazevich: BUT AS SOON AS HE DOES, HANS GRABS HIM TO PULL HIMSELF FORWARD– LANDING A FOREARM TO JAY’S JAW!!
Persephone: Hans goes for a second one, BUT THIS TIME JAY IS ABLE TO BLOCK IT, BEFORE PUNCHING HANS OFF OF HIM!
Rich Russillo: Hans falls back before he pushes himself back to a knee, AND JAY PUSHES HIMSELF UP BEFORE LOOKING TO RAM HANS INTO THE TURNBUCKLES– BUT HANS TURNS IT AROUND LAST SECOND, SENDING JAY INTO THE CORNER! Jay hits the turnbuckles, AND HANS PUSHES HIS HEAD UP BEFORE BEGINNING TO JUST LAY INTO HIM WITH PUNCHES!
Thadd Blazevich: THE REF’S GONNA HAVE TO START ANOTHER COUNT–
Rich Russillo: NO, HE DOESN’T GET THE CHANCE! JAY WAS ABLE TO GET THE BOOT UP, USING IT TO PUSH HANS BACKWARDS! Hans falls and rolls backwards back to his feet– BUT JAY CHARGES IN DURING THIS, AND HE’S ABLE TO CATCH HANS OFF GUARD WITH A PUMP KICK! That was a clean shot, and Hans was nearly floored by that one!
Thadd Blazevich: He stays standing though, AND THAT ALLOWS JAY TO START THE KNOCKOUT ARTIST COMBINATION!! A BACK ELBOW CATCHES HANS, WHICH JAY FOLLOWS UP WITH THE RIGHT HOOK!! Hans was rocked by those attacks, but the combo isn’t finished just yet! JAY SWINGS AT HIM FOR THE LARIAT!
Rich Russillo: BUT HANS DUCKS UNDER IT, BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A KNIFE EDGE CHOP! Hans follows with a forearm, AND NOW A SECOND CHOP! Another forearm! Another chop! Jay is being backed towards the ropes, AND NOW HANS JUST LANDS FOREARM AFTER FOREARM AFTER FOREARM, UNTIL FINALLY HE STARTS TO LOSE HIS STRENGTH– AND RESORTS TO GRABBING JAY AND HEADBUTTING HIM!!
Thadd Blazevich: Hans hooks him in, and I think he wants maybe a suplex–
Persephone: BUT THAT’S A STUPID MOVE WHEN YOU HAVE A HURT BACK AND ARM, SO JAY IS ABLE TO IMMEDIATELY PULL HIMSELF DOWN BEFORE LIFTING HANS UP! JAY MAY BE LOOKING FOR A GOURDBUSTER!
Rich Russillo: BUT WE WILL NEVER KNOW, AS HANS IS ABLE TO SLIP OUT OF JAY’S GRASP AND LAND ON THE APRON!! HANS GRABS JAY BY THE BACK OF HIS HEAD AS HE TURNS AROUND- AND HE DELIVERS A NECKBREAKER INTO THE TOP ROPE!
Thadd Blazevich: TRIPLE J GOES DOWN, AND HANS GRABS THE ROPES, PULLING HIMSELF BACK UP TO HIS FEET!! DUDE, JAY WAS JUST DROPPED, AND IT’S LOOKIN’ LIKE BRO JUST FELL INTO PERFECT POSITION FOR A HUGE MOVE FROM HANS!!
Persephone: But is he even in any condition for all that? The way he’s been moving for the last few minutes, even trying a dropkick might mess him up.
Rich Russillo: Well he’s certainly going to try! He takes a deep breath while Jay is down, AND NOW HANS JUMPS!
Thadd Blazevich: GRAYSON SPLASH!!!!!
Persephone: # PRETTY VISITOR!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: HE CAUGHT HIM!!!!! HANS WENT FOR THE SPRINGBOARD 450, BUT JAY WAS ABLE TO POP UP AND CATCH JAY WITH THE CUTTER!!!!! That was a huge risk from Hans, and it SEVERELY backfired as Jay just caught him with the Pretty Visitor! Hans Grayson is down and out, and I think he might be done! He gave it all he had, but that one mistake may have caught him!
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, look at him! Hans has NOTHING left, AND JAY KNOWS IT! HE’S CALLING FOR HANS TO GET BACK UP, AND DUDE, THIS IS IT! THIS IS JAY’S CHANCE TO DO IT, TO FINALLY BECOME A WORLD CHAMPION!!
Persephone: I can’t believe this.
Rich Russillo: HANS SLOWLY STARTS TO SLOWLY STUMBLES TO HIS FEET, BUT LOOK AT HIM!! HE DOESN’T HAVE ANY LIFE IN HIM, AND HE IMMEDIATELY JUST STUMBLES AND CRUMBLES FORWARD–
Thadd Blazevich: RIGHT INTO JAY’S GRASP!!! JAY SCOOPS HANS UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS!!!!
Rich Russillo: # FOR HEAVEN’S FEEL!!!!!!!
Persephone: HANS ESCAPES!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS SLIPS DOWN JAY’S BACK ONCE AGAIN, ONLY THIS TIME HE GRABS JAY WITH HIS GOOD ARM AND PULLS HIM DOWN WITH A SCHOOL BOY, PUTTING ALL OF HIS WEIGHT DOWN ON JAY!!!!
OOONNNNEEEE!!!!!
TTTWWWOOOO!!!!!
TTHHREEEEEEEE!!!!
EAW: # Ding! Ding! Ding!
Thadd Blazevich: :krabs:
(The fans are shocked as Hans Grayson rolls out of the ring. Jay Jerry Johnson is able to push himself back to a knee, frantically pulling himself to the ropes, beyond stunned after what just occurred. Hans Grayson lays against the barricade, breathing heavily as he just stares at Jay, all while ‘The Leaving Song Pt. II’ begins to play once more.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner… AAANNDDD STTIIIILLLL THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION…. HAAAAAAAAANNNNSSSSSS GGGRRRAAAYYYYYSSSOOONNNNNN!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: NO WAY!!! Hans Grayson gets the victory, but I don’t think I could’ve expected it to happen like that! Jay was right on the verge of getting it done! He nearly had Hans beat, but Hans… Hans stole the victory.
Thadd Blazevich: I think some of Jay’s desperation rubbed off on Hans, bro. Jay had been getting to Hans, and in the late stretch of the match we saw Hans turn up the heat and become more aggressive. Jay still got him in spite of that, so I guess bro just did what he felt he needed to do to retain. Still, I can’t believe it!
Persephone: So much for a World title match not ending in a roll up. Welcome back 2024 Jake Smith.
Rich Russillo: I wouldn’t go that far. Hans has shown countless times he has a good heart. The stakes are just at their highest, and it seems Jay Jerry Johnson wasn’t the only man willing to do whatever it takes to hold onto that title. Congratulations to Hans Grayson, but I don’t know if either man will be happy about this one, knowing that this is how it ends.
(Hans Grayson is handed his Championship by the referee. After some time Hans slowly uses the barricade to pull himself up, and the entire time, he and Jay do not take their eyes off of each other. Jay is furious knowing his opportunity to become World Champion was stolen in such a manner, and that there’s nothing he can do about that now. Hans just shakes his head, slowly limping back up the ramp while Jay is left in the ring. From there, Territorial Invasion fades from ringside.)
(A commercial plays for Persona 5 The Phantom X featuring Bronson Daniels.)
Bella Braxton: The following contest is a Divide and Conquer match scheduled for ONE FALL!
(“Betty (Get Money)!” by Yung Gravy hits, with Clayton Golde, Artemis Jones and Adonis Jones all coming out. The twins side-eye Clayton but all three move down to the ring, ready to get going.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first, representing Showdown, they are CLAYTON GOLDE, ADONIS JONES, ANNNNND ARTEMIS JOOOONES!
Gavin Kirkland: Look at this unit! Who is beating them!? Granted, we all know how this is going to ultimately end, but I truly do believe this can be an all-Showdown affair with all three at the helm!
Persephone: Oh, I’m so sure.
Stew-O: Clayton, despite his… controversial, to say the least, perception, has already proven himself as a former New Breed Champion whereas Artemis and Adonis have been able to work towards participating in one of the most pivotal matches at Territorial Invasion. There’s a lot they can bring to a contest like this.
Gavin Kirkland: As long as one of them wins, then that’s all that matters!
(‘Rompe’ by Daddy Yankee hits. Carmen Sanchez jogs out, along with Avril Williams and Cynthia Valice. All three hit their respective poses before they head down to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Next, representing Voltage, they are AVRIL WILLIAMS, CYNTHIA VALICE, AAAND CARMEN SAAANCHEEEZ!
Persephone: Yeah, woo, go Voltage, or whatever. I don’t know; they’re gonna have to beat the crap out of each other anyhow :mjlol: but as long as one of them wins that’s all that matters.
Gavin Kirkland: Oh, come on, you can do better than that! Where’s your enthusiasm? Where’s your pride! Especially for these three pretty ladies.
Persephone: They’re old enough to be your daughters. Please settle down.
Gavin Kirkland: :roman:
Stew-O: Wow. Well then, Voltage has some decent talent here. Wouldn’t be a shock at all with one of these three end up making it to the end!
(Then, ‘Don’t Threaten Me With A Good Time’ by Panic! At The Disco hits. TFK comes out, then AKIZA, and lastly, Yanni Killbrew. The two notably have some distance behind him as they make their way down the ramp.)
Bella Braxton: And representing Dynasty, they are T!F!K! AKIZA, and YAAANNIII KILLLBREWWWW!
Stew-O: And Dynasty looks about ready to go! TFK, AKIZA and Yanni Killbrew are here to make a statement, especially in lieu of Reckless Wiring where all three were unable to win the New Breed Champion from Anna Wautier. Now, they look to make up for it–but of course, only one can win.
Gavin Kirkland: AKIZA is so dangerous! That’s like a panther stalking in the gross. Rawr.
Persephone: Please, for the love of god, tell me you didn’t just do that…
Gavin Kirkland: 😏
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: AND HERE WE GO! Divide and Conquer is up, and TFK, Carmen and Clayton are all starting this one off! The three Elitists circle the ring, UNTIL CLAYTON GOES AFTER THE SMALLEST ELITIST, ATTEMPTING TO WIPE OUT CARMEN WITH A CLOTHESLINE!
Gavin Kirkland: THAT DOESN’T WORK OUT FOR HIM, THOUGH! CARMEN DUCKS UNDER– AND SHE DUCKS A SECOND ATTEMPT BEFORE JUMPING ONTO THE MIDDLE ROPE, SPRINGBOARDING OFF FOR A HURRICANRANA THAT SENDS CLAYTON ROLLING! Carmen rushes back to her feet–
Persephone: And TFK catches Carmen with a kick to the midsection. He sends a kick up into Carmen’s face before turning and landing a spinning kick to the gut. TFK hooks her…
Stew-O: BUT HE DOESN’T GET IT! CARMEN IS ABLE TO SLIP OUT OF TFK’S GRASP AND LAND BEHIND HIM–
Gavin Kirkland: ONLY FOR CLAYTON TO GRAB CARMEN BY THE LEG AND DRAG HER OUT OF THE RING! Clayton grabs Carmen, AND HE JUST SENDS HER CRASHING INTO THE STEPS! Ugh, I can’t be happy seeing something like that happen to Carmen, but we know how smart Clayton can be! There’s a reason he was New Breed Champion! Clayton rushes onto the apron after wiping out Carmen, and he has a grin on his face!
Stew-O: BUT THAT GRIN’S ABOUT TO BE WIPED OFF– BECAUSE THERE’S TFK WITH A TRIANGLE DROPKICK!! THE TRIANGLE DROPKICK KNOCKS CLAYTON OFF OF THE APRON, AND TFK BURSTS BACK TO HIS FEET BEFORE TAGGING YANNI IN! TFK now taking off as he starts running the ropes, all while Clayton starts finding his way up!
Gavin Kirkland: SUICIDE DIVE BY TFK TO CLAYTON!!! CLAYTON HITS THE BARRICADE, AND YANNI DRAGS CARMEN UP BEFORE JUST HITTING HER WITH A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! Yanni grabs Clayton after that, sending him back into the ring while TFK heads back onto the apron! Team Dynasty is on a tear right now!
Persephone: I guess. Then again, it’s not like the competition is great, and yes I’m including my brand’s team.
Stew-O: Clayton stumbles back to his feet, AND YANNI CONNECTS WITH A SNAP DRAGON SUPLEX! YANNI MAINTAINS THE BRIDGE, FORCING AN EARLY PINFALL AS CLAYTON MIGHT BE DAZED!!!
OOONNNNEEE!!!
TTTWWWWOOOO!!!
Stew-O: NO! Clayton is out of that one! Yanni is immediately back to his feet though, and I don’t think he’s too mad at the kickout as he’s always been more than willing to inflict serious punishment!
TAG!
Stew-O: He starts to drag Clayton back to his feet, BUT HE MIGHT WANT TO LOOK OUT!
Gavin Kirkland: CARMEN JUST DOVE OFF THE TOP ROPE, HITTING YANNI WITH A DROPKICK!! That knocked Yanni off balance and sent him backpedaling into the ropes! He bounces off of them while Carmen quickly rolls out of the ring, AND LOOK WHO JUST TAGGED HERSELF IN! AVRIL LEAPS UP TO THE TOP ROPE, BEFORE TAKING YANNI DOWN WITH A SPRINGBOARD CROSSBODY!! AVRIL WILLIAMS ENTERS THIS MATCH IN A BIG WAY, AND SHE HOLDS YANNI IN PLACE FOR A COVER OF HER OWN!
OOONNNNEE!!!
TTTTWWWO–
Persephone: BUT YANNI SHOVES AVRIL OFF OF HIM! Can’t even pretend to be surprised about one since Yanni’s one of the biggest people in the match. Clayton’s been using the ropes to pull himself up in the meantime though, and it’s looking like Avril just figured that out!
Stew-O: Avril rushes in towards Clayton– BUT CLAYTON’S ABLE TO GET THE BOOT UP, AND HE FOLLOWS IN BY RUSHING INTO HIS OWN CORNER AND TAGGING ADONIS IN! Adonis makes it into the match while Avril’s dazed, AND HE HYPES HIMSELF UP BEFORE RUNNING IN AND FLOORING AVRIL WITH A SINGLE LEG DROPKICK!
Gavin Kirkland: YES! It’s time for the Jones brothers to get going! YEET!
Persephone: Don’t do that again.
Stew-O: Adonis rushes in on Yanni as Killebrew stumbles back up, AND ADONIS LANDS A PUNCH! A SECOND! A THIRD, AND NOW THERE’S THE ADONIS PUNCH, CAUSING YANNI TO BE SENT STUMBLING AWAY AND INTO THE ROPES! Adonis is on fire right now, and that was a smart tag by Clayton as team Showdown may be getting back into this one! Adonis now rushing in after Yanni–
Gavin Kirkland: BUT YANNI CATCHES ADONIS WITH A KNEE TO THE MIDSECTION! Yanni follows that up with a vicious European uppercut that rocks Adonis, BUT ADONIS RETURNS FIRE WITH A SUPERKICK! THAT ONE LANDED FLUSH!!
Persephone: Adonis turns while Avril gets back up, AND HE GOES FOR A SECOND SUPERKICK!
Stew-O: BUT AVRIL CATCHES THE BOOT, AND IT LOOKS LIKE SHE JUST GOT AN IDEA! SHE SPINS ADONIS AROUND BEFORE LEAPING ONTO HIS SHOULDERS– AND SHE CONNECTS WITH A POISONRANA! HUGE POISONRANA BY AVRIL WILLIAMS, AND THIS DIVIDE AND CONQUER MATCH HAS ALREADY BEEN CHAOTIC AS NOBODY HAS BEEN ABLE TO MAINTAIN THE UPPER HAND FOR LONG! AVRIL GETS TO HER CORNER, AND SHE TAGS CYNTHIA IN WHILE ADONIS IS STILL DAZED!
TAG!
TAG!
Gavin Kirkland: Cynthia Valice gets in the ring, AND SHE RACES IN TOWARDS ADONIS–
Persephone: BUT SHE IS INTERCEPTED BY A BOOT TO THE FACE FROM AKIZA, WHO TAGGED IN AT THE SAME TIME AS HER!!
Stew-O: Cynthia goes down, AND NOW AKIZA TURNS AND KICKS ADONIS IN THE SHIN, DROPPING HIM TO A KNEE BEFORE SHE KICKS HIM IN THE HEAD WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK! ADONIS GOES DOWN, AND JUST LIKE THAT AKIZA HAS CLEARED THE FIELD! We have no eliminations yet as of right now, but already everyone is showing what they’re made of!
Gavin Kirkland: AKIZA drags Cynthia up while pressing her against the ropes, AND SHE LANDS A SHOOT KICK TO THE MIDSECTION! SHE CONNECTS WITH A SECOND ONE– AND SHE FOLLOWS UP WITH A CHOP TO THE CHEST! Cynthia is reeling, and now AKIZA grabs her before throwing her into the ropes!
Persephone: AKITEN-BOMB–
Stew-O: NO! CYNTHIA ROLLS THROUGH, PULLING AKIZA DOWN INTO A SUNSET FLIP PIN!!!
OOOONNNEEEE!!!
TT–
Stew-O: AKIZA IS ABLE TO QUICKLY ROLL OUT OF IT THOUGH, GETTING BACK TO HER FEET BEFORE SHE GOES FOR A ROUNDHOUSE!
Gavin Kirkland: Cynthia ducks under that though, AND SHE IS ABLE TO SHOVE AKIZA AWAY, ALL WHILE ADONIS MAKES THE TAG TO HIS BROTHER ARTEMIS!
Persephone: AKIZA quickly turns and runs back to Cynthia– BUT CYNTHIA TURNS ONTO HER STOMACH TO TRY TO TRIP AKIZA UP, FORCING AKIZA TO HAVE TO ABRUPTLY RUN OVER HER–
Stew-O: AND ADONIS QUICKLY GETS IN THE WAY BEFORE SHE CAN STOP HERSELF, POPPING HER UP INTO A SAMOAN DROP FROM ARTEMIS!!! THAT WAS A BIG MOVE FROM ARTEMIS AND NOW HE GOES FOR THE COVER, KNOWING THAT CYNTHIA HAS NO REASON TO BREAK THIS ONE UP!!
OOOONNNNEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Stew-O: BUT IT DOESN’T MATTER, AS AKIZA GETS THE SHOULDER UP ANYWAY!!
Gavin Kirkland: Artemis just shakes his head, before grabbing AKIZA and throwing her through the ropes! I have to say that was smart from Artemis, keeping this one on one to limit all the chaos! Artemis drags Cynthia up, AND HE CONNECTS WITH A KNIFE EDGE CHOP! Cynthia is hurting after that one–
Persephone: BUT SHE FIGHTS BACK WITH A FOREARM TO THE FACE! Cynthia recovered a bit too quickly for my liking. What type of weak chop did Artemis hit her with?
Stew-O: Artemis swings but Cynthia ducks, BEFORE HITTING A SECOND FOREARM! A THIRD! A FOURTH, AND NOW CYNTHIA RUNS THE ROPES BEFORE LANDING A FOREARM SMASH THAT DROPS ARTEMIS! ARTEMIS STUMBLES BACK UP, AND SHE LANDS ANOTHER ONE! ARTEMIS FINDS HIS WAY BACK TO HIS FEET AND SWINGS AGAIN, BUT CYNTHIA DUCKS BEFORE RUNNING THE ROPES ONE MORE TIME, LEAPING IN FOR A–
Gavin Kirkland: SUPERKICK!!! Artemis connects with a superkick, and now he scoops Cynthia up, before tossing her with a fallaway slam! Cynthia lands near an empty corner, and to her credit she’s not giving up yet! She’s trying to drag herself up using the turnbuckles!
Persephone: But Artemis sees this, so he’s probably about to do something stupid.
Stew-O: Artemis charges in as Cynthia finds her way back up– AND IT LOOKS LIKE ARTEMIS WANTED A SPLASH, BUT CYNTHIA WAS ABLE TO ESCAPE!! Artemis collides with the turnbuckles, before beginning to stumble out of the corner…
Gavin Kirkland: AND RIGHT INTO A SHY FLASH FROM CYNTHIA VALICE!!!
Stew-O: IT CONNECTS!!! CYNTHIA LANDS THE SHY FLASH ON ARTEMIS, AND NOW SHE–
Persephone: WAIT A SECOND, AKIZA JUST HIT A BICYCLE KNEE TO CYNTHIA’S BACK!!
Stew-O: SHE’S BACK!! AKIZA made it back into the match, and in big fashion as Cynthia was just struck in the back at a big moment! Cynthia just fell into the ropes before bouncing off as slowly just crumbling down onto the mat, and now it seems AKIZA has a big chance to potentially get our first elimination!
Gavin Kirkland: AKIZA goes over to Cynthia before grabbing her, AND SHE STARTS TO PULL HER OFF THE MAT!
Stew-O: SHE SURE IS, AND NOT JUST FOR ANY REASON!!! AKIZA IS LOOKING FOR ARCANA ARCADIA!!! CYNTHIA IS MUCH TALLER, BUT AKIZA HAS THE POWER ADVANTAGE AND IT SEEMS SHE MAY BE ABLE TO USE THAT HERE AS SHE STARTS LIFTING CYNTHIA UP!!! AKIZA WITH THE DEADLIFT GERMAN SUPLEX–
Gavin Kirkland: BUT CYNTHIA IS ABLE TO ROLL FORWARD AND COUNTER INTO A MODIFIED VICTORY ROLL! SHOULDERS ARE DOWN AND CYNTHIA COULD STEAL AN ELIMINATION HERE!
OOOONNNNEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
THHHHHRRRRR–
Persephone: Oh for the love of gawd! AKIZA rolls back and the pin is reversed and Cynthia’s shoulders are down. Dumb bimbo is about to screw this up for herself.
OOOONNNNEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
THHHHHRRRRR–
Gavin Kirkland: CYNTHIA JUST BARELY KICKS OUT! Cynthia was less than a second away from being the first elimination of the match by kicking AKIZA off of her–
Stew-O: AND SENDING HER RIGHT INTO A SUPERKICK FROM ARTEMIS! THAT HAD TO HAVE SENT HER TO DREAM STREET!
Gavin Kirkland: YEET! SWAG!
Persephone: Oh please shut the fuck up before you get strangled. It’s enough hearing those morons do it. I don’t need the idiot next to me doing it too.
Stew-O: AKIZA is down as Cynthia gets back to her feet. Cynthia hits the ropes and runs toward Artemis AND DUCKS THE ARTEMIS CLOTHESLINE ATTEMPT BEFORE GRABBING HIS ARM AND GETTING INTO THE CRUCIFIX POSITION!
Persephone: What in the hell does she have planned? It doesn’t look smart and that isn’t setting the bar high for her.
Gavin Kirkland: Cynthia is trying to bring Artemis down for a rollup, but it isn’t going to be very effective considering he’s double her weight–
Stew-O: AND IT DOESN’T AS ARTEMIS DROPS DOWN WITH THE SAMOAN DROP SMASHING CYNTHIA INTO HARD INTO THE MAT!
Persephone: Wow. He did that without hurting himself. That’s a huge shocker right there.
Gavin Kirkland: Don’t you be making disparaging remarks about Showdown. Look at Artemis. He is pulling Cynthia over to the corner as he makes his climb to the top rope.
Persephone: Somebody better get him a map or he’s gonna get lost. Look. He made it to the top rope. Good for him.
Stew-O: Artemis has his balance on the top rope BEFORE HE LEAPS OFF THE TOP ROPE FOR THE LEG DROP FROM THE TOP!!
Persephone: BAHAHAHAHHAHA! NOBODY HOME FOR THIS DUMBASS!
Gavin Kirkland: OH NO!! CYNTHIA ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY AND ARTEMIS FINDS NOTHING BUT THE MAT!!
Stew-O: He won’t sprain his ankles the way he landed as he is trying to recover BUT AKIZA IS RIGHT THERE WITH A RIPCORD SLAP TO THE FACE!
Gavin Kirkland: That is NO YEET! Poor Artemis just got the taste slapped out of his mouth by AKIZA as she goes back to the ropes to build more momentum as she comes right back AND HITS A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT RIGHT IN THE JAW!!
Persephone: We can only hope that it will shut him up for a little bit. Probably not.
Stew-O: Artemis is trying to recover off the uppercut as AKIZA is trying to pull him back to her corner. I don’t think that is working as well as she thinks it is.
Persephone: What in the hell is wrong with these people? Are they all stupid or something? Use your head, nitwit!
Gavin Kirkland: Give AKIZA credit for trying, BUT ARTEMIS JUST KICKS HER OFF LIKE IT WAS NOTHING!
Stew-O: AKIZA goes sailing to her corner as Artemis is making it back to his corner–
TAG!
Persephone: Great the other half a whole idiot is back in the match. I think this one is even more annoying.
Gavin Kirkland: Adonis comes running into the ring to go after AKIZA, BUT HE FALLS VICTIM TO A DROP TOE HOLD FROM CYNTHIA! COME ON ADONIS!
Stew-O: Meanwhile AKIZA is a fingertip away from making the tag to her team–
TAG!
Persephone: She got a tag. Good for her.
Gavin Kirkland: TFK is now the legal person in the match for his team as he runs right over to the recovering Adonis AND DROPS HIM FACE FIRST WITH A FLATLINER!
Stew-O: AND CYNTHIA HAS A SINGLE LEG BOSTON CRAB APPLIED! SUBMISSION HERE COULD TAKE ADONIS OUT OF THIS MATCH!
Gavin Kirkland: But Adonis is still too strong for it to work at the moment–
Persephone: WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING?
Stew-O: TFK! TFK OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH A DIVING ELBOW DROP TO THE BACK OF ADONIS’ NECK! THE REFEREE IS RIGHT THERE TO SEE IF ADONIS WANTS TO GIVE IT UP!
Persephone: Does he even know how? I mean those are some pretty hard words. I, give, and up all in the same sentence. Might burst a brain cell or two!
Gavin Kirkland: Will you stop making it sound like the Jones’ Twins are stupid or something. They are very intelligent and have all the skill in the world to be Tag Team Champions.
Stew-O: Well the Single Crab has Adonis’ knee in a horrible torque and now that he has shaken off the cobwebs from the elbow drop to the head, he is able to roll onto his back AND KICK CYNTHIA RIGHT IN THE FACE!
Persephone: Now he gets back to his feet and he punches Cynthia with one of Adonis Punches… AND THIS FUCKING CROWD IS CHANTING YEET! I HATE THIS PLACE!
Gavin Kirkland: Now a YEET from Adonis and HE CATCHES TFK WITH ONE OF THOSE PUNCHES! HE IS JUST ALTERNATING BETWEEN THESE TWO! ALL OF THE YEET!
Stew-O: The crowd seems to be enjoying this just as much as Adonis is.
Persephone: How in the fuck did we end up with a match where nine participants have the equivalency of two and a half brains. We damn well know NONE of those brains are contributed by Showdown!
Gavin Kirkland: I hope to gawd we win so we can rub the victory in your botox filled face, BITCH!
Stew-O: As we get back to the match, Cynthia was just knocked down by a punch from Adonis BEFORE TFK IS TAKEN DOWN BY A ONE LEGGED DROPKICK!
Gavin Kirkland: His opposition is down as he climbs to the top rope. Hopefully he has better luck than Artemis had AS HE LEAPS AND HITS THE DIVING HEADBUTT! HE GOT THEM BOTH! TWO FOR ONE SPECIAL BY ADONIS!
Persephone: Two idiots hit with a headbutt by a third idiot. Sounds about right. We know damn well this Adonis didn’t take any damage BECAUSE HE HAS NOTHING UP THERE TO HURT!
Stew-O: You can call it what you want, but it was effective. Adonis holds his head from the recoil damage as he goes for the cover to eliminate Cynthia!
OOOONNNNEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Persephone: She kicked out. Big surprise.
Gavin Kirkland: Adonis sees another opportunity unfolding as he now goes for the cover on TFK!
OOOONNNNEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Stew-O: TFK GETS THE SHOULDER UP AT TWO!
Persephone: Anybody could have seen that coming… unless they are the Showdown team.
Gavin Kirkland: I am getting really tired of you right and insulting my Showdown Team’s intelligence.
Stew-O: As we get back to the match, Cynthia and TFK are recovering on the mat as Adonis decides to go up to the top rope one more time.
Persephone: Oh this is going to be good.
Gavin Kirkland: Adonis is perched up there as he watches Cynthia and TFK both getting back to their feet.
Stew-O: Once they are back up, ADONIS GOES FOR THE DIVING CROSSBODY… BUT BOTH CYNTHIA AND TFK JUST TAKE A FEW STEPS BACK AND ADONIS CRASHES INTO THE MAT!
Gavin Kirkland: ADONIS!! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING??
Persephone: BAHAHAHAHA! I told you that was going to be good and I wasn’t wrong.
TAG
Stew-O: Carmen has been tagged in for Voltage as she and TFK are battling it out as Adonish has made it back to his feet–
TAG
Persephone: Let’s just continue with the cavalcade of stupid now that Clayton Golde is in the match.
Gavin Kirkland: COME ON CLAYTON! YOU GOT THIS!!
Stew-O: Clayton gets right over to TFK and Carmen AND HE GOES FOR A DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE, BUT THEY GET OUT OF THE WAY!
Persephone: So they try the same thing and Clayton avoids it as well. He hits the ropes and tries for a double bulldog–
Gavin Kirkland: AND THEY BLOCK IT AND HIT A DOUBLE BACK SUPLEX ON CLAYTON! HIS FOLLOWERS ARE GOING TO HATE THIS!
Stew-O: Now we are back to TFK and Carmen and CARMEN HITS A BEAUTIFUL PELE KICK CATCHING TFK IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD!
Persephone: She grabs TFK by the head and yells out like a stubborn banshee for a DDT–
Gavin Kirkland: TFK lifts her up in the air AND SENDS HER STOMACH FIRST INTO THE MAT! She is getting back to her feet AS TFK GRABS CARMEN AND PLANTS HER WITH THE LODI DDT!
Stew-O: Carmen planted face first as TFK goes for the cover–
Gavin Kirkland: BUT CLAYTON GRABS HIM BY THE BACK OF THE HEAD AND SPIKES HIM DOWN WITH THE NECKBREAKER! C’EST LA VIE BY CLAYTON GOLDE! TFK IS DOWN!
Persephone: This bastard is dropping into the cover and we are not going to hear the end of this.
OOOONNNNEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
THHHHHRRRRRRREEEE!!
Bella Braxton: TFK HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!
(Team Dynasty suffers the first casualty of the evening as the referee helps TFK out of the ring. AKIZA and Yanni look frustrated knowing they are already one person down.)
Stew-O: These elimination matches have just been a nightmare for Dynasty this year as we once again suffer the first elimination of the match as TFK is gone and the red brand is immediately at a disadvantage already being down a person.
Persephone: Sucks to suck doesn’t it? Now can somebody shut Clayton the hell up. He got an elimination. Good for him. He’s not a total loser.
Gavin Kirkland: You shut up! This is the first of many eliminations for the blue brand because we are going to shut out Dynasty and Voltage.
Stew-O: You are aware only one person can win this match.
Gavin Kirkland: Uhh… DUH! I know that. As long as Showdown wins, I don’t care who the last person standing is because we are awesome.
Persephone: If anybody cares, and I don’t, the bearded weirdo is entering the match for your team of morons, Stew.
Stew-O: His name is Yanni Killebrew, Persephone.
Persephone: Like it really matters.
Gavin Kirkland: Carmen is still recovering from the DDT and Clayton is telling the world how awesome he is–
Stew-O: AND IT MIGHT COST HIM AS YANNI SNEAKS OVER AND HOOKS THE CRUCIFIX AND BRINGS CLAYTON DOWN FOR THE COVER! YANNI COULD STEAL IT HERE!
OOOONNNNEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
THHHHHRRRRRRRE—
Persephone: He kicked out, but damn! That would have been so hilarious to go out that way. Ohh I love seeing stupid people get what they deserve.
Gavin Kirkland: Well all it did was make Clayton mad as he gets right back to his feet AND GRABS YANNI AND LIFTS HIM INTO THE AIR BEFORE DRIVING HIM DOWN WITH A POWERFUL SPINEBUSTER!
Stew-O: Clayton did appreciate that one bit as he brings Yanni back to his feet and whips him to the ropes.
Gavin Kirkland: Yanni comes back off the rebound AND CLAYTON GOES FOR A SUPERKICK–
Persephone: He missed. Big shock.
Stew-O: Yanni gets behind Clayton and grabs him around the waist AND LIFTS HIM UP AND OVER FOR A HUGE GERMAN SUPLEX! AND CLAYTON WAS DROPPED ON THE BACK OF HIS HEAD!
Persephone: Should have knocked him out, but it is what it is.
Gavin Kirkland: As Clayton is recovering, Carmen is back on her feet as she catches Yanni off guard AND GETS HER LEGS AROUND HIS HEAD AND SENDS HIM FOR THE RIDE WITH A HEADSCISSOR TAKEOVER!
Stew-O: Yanni was sent halfway across the ring as AKIZA is ready to make the tag and Yanni is happy to reciprocate.
TAG
Persephone: Great. She’s back.
Gavin Kirkland: AKIZA is back in the match AND SHE RUNS RIGHT TOWARDS CARMEN! Carmen ducks the clothesline attempt. As AKIZA turns around. Carmen rolls onto her back and flips back into the wheelbarrow position looking for the wheelbarrow bulldog–
Stew-O: SHE GOT IT! AND AKIZA IS PLANTED FACE FIRST OFF THE MAT AND NOW CLAYTON IS BACK TO HIS FEET–
Gavin Kirkland: AND HE MEETS CARMEN WHO FIRES OFF AN ENZUIGIRI TO SEND CLAYTON STUMBLING BACK TO HIS CORNER!
TAG!
Persephone: Great. He’s back!
Stew-O: Artemis Jones is back in the match and he runs over to Carmen AND CATCHES HER WITH A NECKBREAKER!
Persephone: I mean at least he is doing something right as he took his opponent down.
Gavin Kirkland: He once again pulls Carmen back to her feet and grabs her around the waist before TAKING HER UP AND OVER WITH A GUTWRENCH SUPLEX BEFORE FLOATING INTO THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHH-
Stew-O: CARMEN KICKS OUT AT TWO! Once again Artemis pulls Carmen back on her feet AND PLANTS HER WITH THE DDT!
Persephone: Like it would do anything to improve her looks.
Gavin Kirkland: Carmen is down and now Artemis is focusing his attention on AKIZA!
Stew-O: AKIZA is back on her feet as Artemis easily picks her up and TOSSES HER BACK WITH THE FALLAWAY SLAM!
Gavin Kirkland: AKIZA was launched halfway across the ring and she finds herself in the only neutral corner of the ring.
Persephone: And here comes Artemis who climbs on the second rope AND STARTS PUNCHING HER IN THE HEAD!
Crowd: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE–
Stew-O: AKIZA GRABS THE BACK OF THE TIGHTS AND BRINGS ARTEMIS DOWN WITH A MODIFIED POWERBOMB! NOW AKIZA FINDS HERSELF ON THE SECOND ROPE!
Persephone: Oh what does this weirdo have planned.
Gavin Kirkland: Artemis has made it to his knees AS AKIZA COMES OFF THE SECOND ROPE WITH A MODIFIED VERSION OF THE RED HOT DEVIATION! AXE KICK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD AS SHE ROLLS ARTEMIS OVER FOR THE COVER!
OOOONNNNEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
THHHHHRRRRRRREEEE!!
Bella Braxton: ARTEMIS JONES HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!
(Clayton is pissed off that his team is down a person and Adonis can’t believe his brother has just been eliminated from the match. AKIZA is taking a moment to rest in the corner as the referee assists Artemis out of the match.)
Persephone: Well well well. Where is your YEET bullshit now, Gavin? Showdown loses a person. That’s what you get for being a loudmouth dumbass.
Gavin Kirkland: I think that was only a two count. This was supposed to be a Showdown Shutout! What happened?!?
Stew-O: Well he had a good amount of momentum building and it all came to a screeching halt with one kick to the back of the head and now Showdown is also down to two competitors.
Persephone: Oh great. Now Clayton is back in this match. Aren’t we lucky?
TAG!
Gavin Kirkland: I think we are because we now have the lovely Avril Williams entering the match. I am glad to see her in the ring.
Stew-O: Please seek some help, Gavin.
Gavin Kirkland: What I mean is that Avril is a high flyer and is not afraid to take a risk when the situation calls for it AS HERE COMES CLAYTON RUNNING RIGHT TOWARDS HER–
Persephone: He missed.
Stew-O: Avril pulls the ropes down and sends Clayton falling out of the ring and right to the floor.
Persephone: Now AKIZA is going to be just as stupid and go for the kick–
Gavin Kirkland: AVRIL GRABS THE LEG AND LIFTS HER UP TO SEND AKIZA OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE FLOOR–
Stew-O: WAIT! CLAYTON CAUGHT HER WHEN HE GOT TO HIS FEET!
Persephone: How precious.
Gavin Kirkland: Avril sees this a golden opportunity to build some momentum for herself as she hits the ropes on the far side and comes back with full speed–
Stew-O: SHE LAUNCHES HERSELF OVER THE ROPES AND TAKES BOTH AKIZA AND CLAYTON DOWN WITH A BEAUTIFUL SASUKE SPECIAL!! THE CROWD IS ABSOLUTELY LOVING THE ATHLETICISM OF AVRIL WILLIAMS MAKING HER TERRITORIAL INVASION DEBUT TONIGHT!
Gavin Kirkland: Avril slaps a few hands at ringside before she grabs AKIZA and rolls her back into the ring. She does the same thing for Clayton BUT FIRST SHE SMASHES HIS FACE INTO THE RING APRON FOR GOOD MEASURE BEFORE SENDING HIM BACK!
Persephone: Didn’t improve his looks.
Stew-O: Avril is feeling pretty good as she gets herself back into the ring and goes right after AKIZA as she tries for the TRIANGLE MOONSAULT–
Persephone: The bitch missed.
Gavin Kirkland: AKIZA GOT OUT OF THE WAY AT THE LAST SECOND AS SHE ROLLS HERSELF OVER TO HER CORNER–
TAG!
Stew-O: And she tags Yanni Killebrew back into the match for Dynasty.
TAG!
Persephone: While that was going on, one moron tagged in another.
Gavin Kirkland: Adonis Jones got tagged in as the two gentlemen meet up in the center of the ring
Stew-O: ADONIS GOES FOR A HEADBUTT, BUT YANNI GETS OUT OF THE WAY AND GRABS ADONIS INTO A HAMMERLOCK BEFORE PULLING HIM DOWN INTO THE BACKBREAKER!
Gavin Kirkland: Nice technical offense being shown by Yanni as he hits the ropes. Yanni with the rebound BEFORE HE HITS THE ELBOW STRIKE! RIGHT INTO THE HEART OF ADONIS!
Persephone: He went for a cover, but Adonis rolled over to stop it. Go figure.
Stew-O: Yanni decides to pull him back to his feet. The waistlock is applied AS HE LIFTS HIM UP FOR A GERMAN SUPLEX-
Persephone: Look at that. He countered.
Gavin Kirkland: He certainly did as he landed on his feet. Yanni is up and he turns around AS ADONIS LEAPS UP AND HITS THE HURRICANRANA! HE TRIES FOR THE COVER–
Stew-O: ADONIS FALLS BACK AS THE PIN HAS BEEN REVERSED BY ADONIS GETS FREE BEFORE THE COUNT CAN EVEN START!
Persephone: Exciting.
Gavin Kirkland: Both men are back to their feet as Yanni has a clothesline attempt ducked as Adonis hits the ropes on the other side. Yanni turns around–
Stew-O: INTO THE DON DADA BOUNTY! WHAT A SPEAR FROM ADONIS JONES! Yanni is down as Adonis is in firm control as he decides that he wants to make sure that Yanni is eliminated here—
Gavin Kirkland: MIDAIR THIEF!!
Persephone: BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! DIDN’T SEE THAT COMING!
Stew-O: ADONIS JONES WAS SPIKED DOWN BY AVRIL WILLIAMS! SHE WAS IN WAIT THE ENTIRE TIME AND SHE STRUCK AT THE PERFECT MOMENT! AVRIL WITH THE COVER!
OOOONNNNEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
THHHHHRRRRRRREEEE!!
Bella Braxton: ADONIS JONES HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!
(Adonis is assisted out of the ring and Clayton slowly realizes he is in trouble right now as he is all by his lonesome in this Divide and Conquer match.)
Stew-O: And you can see the concern etched firmly across Clayton’s face as he is now the sole representative for Showdown! There is a true danger of this brand being completely eliminated out of this match, and this is the predicament all Elitists fear when it comes to Divide and Conquer!
Gavin Kirkland: :lupe: !! Well, hey, he’s a former champ; frankly, the only one in this field who has won a championship already in EAW. He’s got this!
Persephone: Sounds like coping. :mjlol:
Gavin Kirkland: Oh, shush! Clayton gulps, but… you know what? I don’t think it’s that bad. In fact, he’s in the ring! See? He’s ready to go!
Persephone: He has to be since he’s the only Elitist for Showdown, idiot. He doesn’t have much of a choice!
Stew-O: That, he does not—and Avril isn’t wasting time! She rushes in, eager to get at him, but he manages to sidestep and toss her out onto the apron! Williams hangs on to the top rope though, and Golde walks RIGHT into a roundhouse kick, stumbling him back! Avril is quick like a mouse, scaling the top rope nearby, and now, it’s looking like she’s intent on eliminating him right away! She LEAPS OFF, HONING IN ON THE FORMER NEW BREED CHAMPION!
Gavin Kirkland: BUT HE AVOIDS IT! THANK GOD! Avril is able to roll forward so as to not crash and burn—BUT SHE’S GRABBED FROM BEHIND! GERMAN SUPLEX!
Persephone: Nope, lands on the feet, and she hops up with a double foot stomp! Damn! Gotta say, she was quick with that. I think a lot of things are about to go horribly wrong for Clayton’s small penis ass self soon.
Gavin Kirkland: WHAT???
Stew-O: I… you know what? I’m speechless. I have nothing to say.
Persephone: :troll:
Gavin Kirkland: Well, I do, and Mr. Golde is not small at all! :stfudamn: But he is going to have to be careful, because once again, Avril is looking to put him down for good and quickly! Come on, Clayton! You can do this! You’re an alpha, damn it!
Stew-O: Avril leads him up… AND SHE GETS A STIFF PUNCH TO THE JAW! She staggers off into the corner, clutching right where she got hit! Meanwhile, Yanni Killbrew has begun to recover and is working his way up to his feet! He has been able to remain firm with AKIZA for Dynasty, and with Clayton and Avril a bit hurt here, he may have his opening—WHICH HE SEEKS TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF AS HE BOLTS TOWARDS CLAYTON! RUNNING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT!
Gavin Kirkland: AHH–WAIT! CLAYTON MOVED OUT OF THE WAY AGAIN, AND YANNI CRASHES INTO AVRIL INSTEAD! He almost looks shocked, but Avril’s slumped, and Yanni quickly dashes out, trying to get at Clayton again!
Stew-O: ‘DEMONETIZED’! Yanni Killbrew just ran into that, and he couldn’t have foreseen getting levelled with the discus elbow! He looks dazed and confused, but Clayton hurries, not at all concerned with wasting time! He grabs him and sends him crashing down with the inverted stunner he calls ‘C’est La Vie’!!
Persephone: Oh, damn. He actually got it?
Gavin Kirkland: AHAHAHA, YES! HE DID! He quickly scrambles into the cover!
OOOONNNNEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
THHHHHRRRRRRREEEE!!
Bella Braxton: YANNI KILLBREW HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Stew-O: It doesn’t bring me much joy to say, but Yanni Killbrew is out, and that means Dynasty is down to one as AKIZA is the only one left for our brand! She realizes it, but it doesn’t seem like she’s torn up about the situation!
Persephone: Well, that’s how these things go. The more people from your team get gone, the greater chance you have of winning—you just have to, well, make sure you don’t choke and become ass.
Gavin Kirkland: Oh, easy for you to say! All three of the beautiful women you have are still here! Damn it, it’s just like Brand Warfare last night!
Persephone: :son:
Stew-O: Well, that is true: AKIZA and Clayton Golde are going to have to be extra careful here because Avril Williams, Carmen Sanchez and Cynthia Valice remain! AKIZA snakes into the ring, and Clayton… wait, he’s saying something to her!
Clayton Golde: (off-mic) Okay, I usually don’t… well, like pairing up with…
AKIZA: (off-mic) With…?
Clayton Golde: (off-mic) …
Clayton Golde: (off-mic) You know what, it doesn’t matter! But, you know how Avril tossed you out earlier and I caught you? We should team up! Just really quick! We got no one else!
AKIZA: (off-mic) Well, that only caused us to be set up for that moonsault, but…
(AKIZA turns—)
(TAG!)
(And she sees that Carmen has tagged herself in, moving quickly to get in the ring!)
AKIZA: (off-mic) Tch. Fine. Watch behind you, though.
Stew-O: Clayton whips around, and Carmen gets a boot in! However, AKIZA grabs her and whips her into the ropes! It seems like a bit of an alliance has been formed here! Sanchez comes back and leaps up, looking to send AKIZA rolling with a headscissors… but AKIZA’s able to hold her, stopping the momentum! Meanwhile, Clayton recovers, and he hits the ropes, coming back in with a rough boot to the side of her head! AKIZA lifts Carmen, tossing her back onto her feet! She wobbles, and AKIZA shoots in with a knee, connecting STIFF under the chin! Goodness!
Persephone: She falls right down on her ass, and Clayton’s coming back with another boot to the mush! Carmen tries to sit back up, but AKIZA comes in with a soccer kick that nearly takes her entire head off! Surprised that it didn’t go flying into the crowd. Heh, can you imagine the visuals of that?
Gavin Kirkland: God, what is with you? You’re sick in the head, Persephone!
Persephone: Pot, meet kettle.
Stew-O: Either way, the alliance seems to be working, and AKIZA covers!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO—
Stew-O: But Carmen is able to kick out of it! AKIZA looks irritated, but she takes her along and props her up onto her shoulders! Clayton grins! He hits the ropes—
Gavin Kirkland: WAIT! Carmen slipped down behind AKIZA and shoves her forward! SHE GOES COLLIDING INTO CLAYTON! NOOOOO!
Persephone: Wow. So much for that, huh? :mjlol:
Stew-O: Clayton stumbles outside, and AKIZA holds her forehead, groaning in pain! Carmen backpedals into the corner!
(TAG!)
Stew-O: And Cynthia Valice comes rushing in, looking to take the pressure off of her! She roars in with a back elbow, catching AKIZA! She rushes back up to her feet, but another elbow clips her! Queen Vermillion appears to be in trouble as Valice charges in—BULLDOG! She spikes her down into the canvas and hurries for a pin!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO—
Stew-O: SHOULDER RAISED!
Gavin Kirkland: AKIZA is still in this, but Cynthia, admittedly, has a good base to work off of. Clayton is still outside unfortunately, and Valice raises AKIZA up, taking her closer to the center of the ring. She has hold of the arm, looking for some kind of submission attempt, I believe!
Persephone: Hm, but AKIZA is resisting; she’s struggling, and making it hard for her to lock it in place. Cynthia looks like she’s getting flustered, but she knees her in the gut. Looks like that finally put an end to the damn worming and squirming—oh, and look at that! Got another knee up to her cheek! :notbad:
Stew-O: Cynthia knows that it’s crunch time. If she can get an elimination, then Dynasty will be out of this match entirely, and Voltage would only have to worry about Clayton! It has been a while since a Divide and Conquer came down to a singular brand. Can these three pull it off?
Gavin Kirkland: :whoa:
Persephone: Someone’s scared.
Stew-O: Cynthia hits the ropes! She comes back in, looking for something big—AND INSTEAD, SHE’S SENT UP INTO THE AIR AND IS SLAMMED DOWN INTO THE CANVAS WITH A POWERBOMB! ‘AKITEN-BOMB’!
Persephone: IIIIIIIIIIIII spoke too soon.
Stew-O: AND AKIZA ALWAYS LIKES TO STACK THE OPPONENT AFTERWARD WITH THE PIN! SHOULDERS ARE ON THE MAT! WILL THIS BE IT FOR CYNTHIA VALICE!?
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
…
Gavin Kirkland: SHE KICKED OUT?!?!
Persephone: :gladbron:
Stew-O: WOW! SO CLOSE, BUT CYNTHIA WAS ABLE TO GET OUT OF THAT ONE! AKIZA IS NOT HAPPY WITH THAT! A good way of catching her by surprise, but it wasn’t enough! Still, if she can hurry and put her out with a finisher, she will have her out of this match soon!
Persephone: Guess we’ll see, huh? AKIZA goes to the corner—and would you look at that? Avril and Carmen are trying to take swipes at her, but they BOTH get elbowed! Damn…
Gavin Kirkland: AKIZA is intent on making this move be the one that gets the job done for her! She runs in, and leaps off! AXE KICK!
Stew-O: NO! CYNTHIA ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY! AKIZA HITS NOTHING BUT THE MAT, AND CYNTHIA PULLS HER DOWN FOR A SCHOOLGIRL!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE—
Stew-O: Kick out! Kick out! Both women race up—WHOA! BOTH GO DOWN WITH A SPRINGBOARD CLOTHESLINE FROM CLAYTON GOLDE!!
Persephone: Well, shit. So much for that little alliance, eh?
Gavin Kirkland: He’s got a mind of Golde! It was effective for the time being, but Clayton saw his chance after recovering! AKIZA rolls out of the ring, but Cynthia is favoring her throat! Clayton immediately hoists her up and takes her through! ‘THE GOLDE PILL’!!
Persephone: :roman:
Stew-O: AND HE GOT ALL OF IT! CYNTHIA IS OUT! HE COVERS! WILL THIS BE ANOTHER ELIMINATION FOR HIM!?
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Stew-O: IT IS!
Bella Braxton: CYNTHIA VALICE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!
Gavin Kirkland: YES! YES! CLAYTON GOLDE IS CLUTCHING UP! THAT’S TWO ELIMINATIONS, AND THE FIRST PERSON OUT FOR VOLTAGE! BAHAHAHA, SUCK IT, PERSEPHONE!!
(Clayton releases the cover and raises both fists from a seated position before pushing himself back to his feet as Cynthia rolls out of the ring. Clayton turns his attention toward the opposite corner, where Carmen and Avril stand on the apron, cockily beckoning for one of them to enter the ring next as the two glance at each other.)
Clayton Golde: (off-mic) Come on! Which one of you wants to be number three? I’ve got plenty of room left on the highlight reel!
Persephone: Finally, someone steps to the plate.
Stew-O: Yeah, and it’s Carmen Sánchez!
(Carmen enters the ring and stands across from Clayton Golde, who points directly at her before looking around with a cocky expression, still showing no signs of concern.)
Clayton Golde: (off-mic) Look at this. Two eliminations, carrying an entire brand by myself, and they send me you?
(Clayton laughs to himself before bending down to Carmen’s eye level, wearing a smug grin as he points between the two of them.)
Clayton Golde: (off-mic) Do you understand how much more valuable every second you spend in this ring with me makes y—
Stew-O: OH! AND CARMEN’S HEARD ENOUGH! Carmen marches right into Clayton’s face and STARTS HAMMERING HIM WITH RIGHT HAND AFTER RIGHT HAND!
Persephone: About time somebody shut him up. Jesus.
Gavin Kirkland: CARMEN CONTINUES TO UNLOAD ON CLAYTON— BUT GOLDE MANAGES TO SHOVE HER BACK! Carmen rebounds off the ropes and nearly gets caught with a clothesline, BUT SHE DUCKS UNDERNEATH AND SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE FOR A CROSSBODY!
Stew-O: CARMEN TAKES CLAYTON DOWN WITH THE CROSSBODY! Sánchez rolls off of him and uses the ropes to help herself back to her feet, BUT CLAYTON IS ALREADY BACK TO HIS AND STARTS MARCHING TOWARD HER— ONLY TO GET CAUGHT WITH A SUPERKICK TO THE GUT! Clayton doubles over as Carmen sees another opening and SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE AGAIN! THIS TIME LOOKING FOR A WHEELBARROW—
Gavin Kirkland: BLOCKED! CLAYTON LIFTS CARMEN OFF THE MAT WHILE SHE’S IN THAT WHEELBARROW POSITION! Golde turns around before placing Carmen back on both feet, maintaining control with a rear waistlock! CLAYTON HOOKS HER ARM FROM BEHIND AND SPINS SÁNCHEZ AROUND— DEMONETIZED!! THE DISCUS ELBOW CONNECTS! BOTH COMPETITORS GO DOWN, CLAYTON FALLING FROM THE SHEER AMOUNT OF FORCE HE PUT BEHIND THAT ELBOW!
Stew-O: BUT CLAYTON QUICKLY RECOVERS AND MOVES INTO THE COVER, HOOKING THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE—
Stew-O: SHOULDER UP! CARMEN GETS THE SHOULDER UP!
Persephone: Of course.
Gavin Kirkland: Carmen stays alive, but for how much longer?! Clayton Golde wastes little time dragging her back to her feet and leaning Carmen against the ropes— BEFORE LIGHTING HER UP WITH A KNIFE EDGE CHOP ACROSS THE CHEST!
Stew-O: OUCH! THAT CHOP HAS CARMEN REELING, AND CLAYTON TAKES ADVANTAGE BY SENDING HER OFF THE ROPES! Carmen comes racing back— AND CATCHES GOLDE WITH A TILT-A-WHIRL HEADSCISSORS! Clayton gets sent onto the middle rope, leaving him hung up and RIGHT WHERE CARMEN WANTS HIM! Sánchez sees the opening and runs off the ropes, LOOKING FOR “LIVIN LA VIDA LOCA!”
Gavin Kirkland: :lupe: NO, NO! COME ON, CLAYTON! GET UP! SHOWDOWN IS COUNTING ON YOU!
Persephone: Yeah, and counting on him was your first mistake.
Stew-O: TIGER FEINT KICK— NO! CLAYTON DUCKS UNDERNEATH IT! Carmen’s momentum sends her spinning out into the center of the ring while Golde uses the ropes to pull himself back to his feet! Clayton staggers into the corner, and CARMEN RUSHES IN AFTER HIM— BUT CLAYTON SENDS HER INTO THE TURNBUCKLES WITH A HIP TOSS! Carmen crashes hard into the corner, LANDING HIGH ON THE BACK OF HER NECK AND HEAD!
(Clayton looks down at Carmen as she struggles to shake the cobwebs loose on the mat, confidently gesturing that it’s over as boos pour in from the crowd.)
Gavin Kirkland: I’ll hate seeing Carmen go, but I’ll love watching her leave as Clayton picks her back up!
Stew-O: Clayton gets Carmen into position and lifts her up, LOOKING TO DELIVER THE GOLDE PILL— BUT CARMEN SLIPS OUT OVER HIS SHOULDER! Sánchez staggers back a bit after landing, BUT QUICKLY RUSHES TOWARD CLAYTON FOR A WHEELBARROW… RANA!! CARMEN SENDS GOLDE INTO THE MIDDLE ROPE WITH THE WHEELBARROW RANA, AND CLAYTON FINDS HIMSELF IN NO MAN’S LAND ONCE AGAIN!
Gavin Kirkland: CARMEN TAKES OFF TOWARD THE ROPES— TIGER FEINT KICK CONNECTS! CLAYTON GOES DOWN… AND NOW HE’S IN PERFECT POSITION FOR THE SPRINGBOARD STOMP! “LIVIN LA VIDA LOCA” CONNECTS!! COME ON, CLAYTON! KICK OUT! KICK OUT!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Bella Braxton: CLAYTON GOLDE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
(Clayton rolls out of the ring as Carmen starts struggling back to all fours, and reaches for the tag to Avril on the apron before AKIZA comes sliding in and grabs her ankle!
Stew-O: YOU CANT FORGET ABOUT AKIZA! AKIZA TRYING TO STOP CARMEN FROM MAKING THE TAG OUT TO AVRIL, BUT CARMEN ROLLS ON HER BACK AND SHOVES HER AWAY WITH BOTH FEET! FINALLY, CARMEN LEAPS FOR THE TAG!
(TAG!)
Stew-O: SHE GETS THE TAG! AVRIL IS THE LEGAL WOMAN AND MAKES HER PRESENCE KNOWN INSTANTLY WITH A… SPRINGBOARD CLOTHESLINE! Avril Williams comes flying in with the springboard clothesline, WIPING OUT AKIZA! Williams is fired up as she rolls through to her feet, while AKIZA crawls into the corner and uses the ropes to help pull herself back up!
Gavin Kirkland: AKIZA LOOKS LIKE SHE’S ON DREAM STREET RIGHT ABOUT NOW!
Stew-O: Avril marches toward the opposite corner and lines AKIZA up— RUNNING FOREARM SMASH! Avril connects in the corner before looking to keep the momentum going, SHOOTING TOWARD THE OPPOSITE CORNER— BUT AKIZA CHASES RIGHT AFTER HER! Avril turns around as AKIZA closes in— AND WILLIAMS GETS THE BOOT UP!
Gavin Kirkland: AKIZA IS ON SPAGHETTI LEGS AFTER THAT BOOT! Avril sees her opening and hops onto the middle rope— DIVING BLOCKBUSTER! AKIZA gets driven into the canvas, and Avril quickly crawls over into the cover!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Stew-O: KICKOUT! AKIZA KICKS OUT! Avril rises to all fours and takes a moment to psych herself up, knowing she has to keep pushing forward! Williams gets back to her feet and brings AKIZA up with her before trying to lift her for SEMI-CHARMED LIFE— BUT AKIZA STOPS HER WITH A WELL-PLACED ELBOW TO THE JAW! Avril staggers back a few steps, giving AKIZA some much-needed space!
Gavin Kirkland: AKIZA SWINGS FOR A CLOTHESLINE— BUT AVRIL DUCKS UNDERNEATH! Williams spins around and tries for a roundhouse kick, BUT AKIZA DUCKS THAT AS WELL! AKIZA catches Avril with a kick to the gut before grabbing hold of her— AND SPIKES WILLIAMS WITH A DDT! AKIZA hooks the leg!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHH—
Stew-O: KICKOUT AT TWO! AKIZA takes a moment to get her wits about her before pulling Avril back to her feet… AND AKIZA SENDS HER TOWARD THE ROPES, LOOKING FOR THE POP UP POWERBOMB! AKITEN-BOMB— NO! AVRIL LEAPS OVERHEAD AND LANDS ON HER FEET BEHIND AKIZA! AKIZA turns around— AND AVRIL CATCHES HER WITH A KICK TO THE GUT!
Gavin Kirkland: AVRIL PULLS AKIZA IN AND LOOKS FOR A POWERBOMB OF HER OWN— BUT AKIZA COUNTERS WITH A BACK BODY DROP! WAIT! AVRIL LANDS ON HER FEET, BUT THAT LANDING WAS A LITTLE AWKWARD! Keep that surgically repaired right knee in mind! At this stage of the match, one bad landing could make all the difference!
Stew-O: BUT IT DOESN’T LOOK TO BE HINDERING HER RIGHT NOW! AKIZA turns around— SUPERKICK TO THE GUT! AKIZA doubles over, and Avril follows with A PENALTY KICK TO THE CHEST! That jolts AKIZA upright for A DISCUS ELBOW— BUT AKIZA FIRES BACK WITH A SUPERKICK! Avril is rocked and groggily turns around… BEFORE ANSWERING WITH A PELE KICK!
Gavin Kirkland: AKIZA STAGGERS BACK INTO THE ROPES AND COMES REBOUNDING FORWARD— CLOTHESLINE! AKIZA nearly takes Avril’s head off with that clothesline! Williams is down, BUT AKIZA ISN’T DONE! She deadlifts Avril off the mat— GERMAN SUPLEX! AVRIL GETS DUMPED HIGH ON THE BACK OF HER NECK AND HEAD! AKIZA pops back to her feet and immediately races into the corner as AVRIL GROGGILY STARTS RISING AGAIN!
Persephone: Oh, just stay down. You’re making this harder than it needs to be.
Stew-O: AVRIL HAS NO IDEA WHAT’S WAITING FOR HER AS SHE GETS BACK TO HER FEET… ARONDIGHT!!! RUNNING KNEE LIFT BY AKIZA! AVRIL GOES DOWN, AND AKIZA IMMEDIATELY DROPS INTO THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Bella Braxton: AVRIL WILLAIMS HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
(The crowd boos as AKIZA pulls Avril back to her feet and chucks her out through the middle rope, clearing the ring! AKIZA barely has time to catch her breath before turning around as Carmen slides back inside!)
Stew-O: SWORD CUTLASS!! CARMEN SLIDES RIGHT INTO THE SPINNING BACK ELBOW FROM AKIZA! Sánchez never saw it coming, and AKIZA knew exactly where she was going to be! Carmen collapses to the mat, BUT AKIZA ISN’T LETTING HER STAY DOWN! AKIZA pulls Carmen back to her feet, looking to finish off the final member of Team Voltage!
Gavin Kirkland: AKIZA SENDS CARMEN TOWARD THE ROPES AND LOOKS FOR THE AKITEN-BOMB— BUT CARMEN LEAPS OVERHEAD! Sánchez lands on her feet behind AKIZA, avoiding the pop up powerbomb in almost the exact same fashion as Avril did earlier!
Stew-O: DROPKICK!
Gavin Kirkland: CARMEN DRIVES BOTH FEET INTO AKIZA’S BACK, SENDING HER CRASHING ONTO THE MIDDLE ROPE! Wait a minute! Carmen sees where AKIZA landed, and she knows exactly what she wants! SÁNCHEZ IS LOOKING FOR “LIVIN LA VIDA LOCA!” If she hits this, Voltage might still have a chance!
Stew-O: Carmen races toward the opposite set of ropes to build momentum before coming back— TIGER FEINT KIC— CAUGHT!! AKIZA CATCHES CARMEN IN MID SWING! AKIZA drags Sánchez away from the ropes in a cradle position and carries her toward the center of the ring! Carmen is trapped as AKIZA POPS HER UP INTO A SUPLEX— BUT CARMEN STARTS DRIVING REPEATED KNEES INTO THE TEMPLE!
Gavin Kirkland: CARMEN FORCES AKIZA TO LET HER DOWN! AKIZA doubles over from those knees and staggers back into the corner, while Carmen quickly turns around— AND AKIZA COMES RUSHING IN! BUT CARMEN CATCHES HER WITH A BACK ELBOW! AKIZA is staggered, and Carmen sees her chance! Sánchez turns toward the corner and GOES FOR BROKE WITH A LITTLE ODE TO AVRIL… “GASOLINA!” :damn:
Persephone: Nope!
Stew-O: AKIZA GRABS CARMEN BY THE ANKLE JUST AS SHE SPRINGS UP ONTO THE MIDDLE ROPE— AND YANKS HER LEG OUT FROM UNDER HER! CARMEN LOSES HER BALANCE AND CRASHES FACE FIRST ONTO THE TOP OF THE RINGPOST! Sánchez is stunned after that nasty collision, and AKIZA wastes no time dragging her away from the corner and BACK TO THE CENTER OF THE RING!
Gavin Kirkland: AKIZA HOOKS CARMEN UP— BEFORE SPINNING HER DOWN WITH A FALCON ARROW!! EVENT HORIZON!!! AKIZA PLANTS CARMEN RIGHT IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! SÁNCHEZ MIGHT BE DONE! DYNASTY MIGHT HAVE THIS WON! AKIZA PULLS THE LEG BACK AND MAKES THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Bella Braxton: CARMEN SÁNCHEZ HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
(The crowd erupts into boos as AKIZA releases the cover and rolls onto her back, exhausted after eliminating the final member of Team Voltage. “Steel Haze (Where Truth Meets)” by Kota Hoshino begins to play as AKIZA slowly sits up, realizing that she has done it.)
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… AKIZA!!!!
Stew-O: WHAT A WIN FOR DYNASTY! TFK and Yanni Killebrew may have been eliminated earlier, leaving AKIZA all by herself, BUT SHE REFUSED TO FOLD! AKIZA had nobody left to tag out to and had to survive on her own, but she managed to eliminate Avril Williams before putting away Carmen Sánchez to finish the job!
Gavin Kirkland: I thought Clayton had this for Showdown! I really did! Then Voltage still had Avril and Carmen fighting to keep their team alive, BUT IN THE END, AKIZA OUTLASTED THEM ALL! Dynasty entered this match as a team, but remember, only one person can win Divide and Conquer, and that was AKIZA!!!!
Persephone: Great. She won, everybody else lost, and now we can go home. Sounds good to me.
(AKIZA slowly pushes herself back to her feet as the referee approaches and raises her arm in victory. AKIZA remains composed despite the boos raining down around her, taking in what she accomplished without much celebration. She eventually pulls her arm away from the referee and climbs onto the middle rope, looking out at the crowd while Carmen rolls out of the ring below. AKIZA shows little reaction to the hostile response before stepping back down and leaving the ring, having reached the end of Divide and Conquer, becoming the winner of the entire match. With this, Voltage fades.)
(A commercial plays for the Buffalo Dispatch Center.)
The camera slowly pans around the ring, showing all of the lumberjacks and lumberjills at ringside before it moves towards the entrance stage. “LIKE WEEZY” by Playboi Carti plays on the speakers to a huge wave of boos. Joso walks out, adjusting his jacket and looking forward, his eyes covered by the sunglasses he wore, a small scoff escaping out of him seeing the hate from the people around him. He grabs onto the necklace with the black rose, giving it a kiss before he spreads his arms and walks forward, a gigantic grin of arrogance appearing on his face as he goes down the ramp.
Gina Romano: INTRODUCING FIRST, FROM THE BRONX, NEW YORK, WEIGHING IN AT 206 POUNDS, HE IS THE “STAR PLAYER”, JOOOOOOOOSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
The wrestlers part slightly to let him pass, Joso sees a lot of familiar faces, yet no friend in sight. He slides inside and then raises his arms up again, moving towards the ropes and posing on top of them. There was no way that his career was going to stop tonight, it was to the top no matter what he had to do. That is what he tells himself. And as he hops off the ropes and then goes to the corner, preparing himself…
“You Are Stronger” by Lyn Inaizumi plays on the speakers to a wave of cheers. Milli Banks walks forward, not moving along to the beat of the song, her expression is completely serious. She glares forward, no joy to feel when facing her opponent tonight, the stars in her ring gear shine brighter than ever before. She throws her ring jacket to the floor and looks around, reassuring herself as she gets the support of the people but even with that, no smile breaks through her face. She walks down the ramp.
Gina Romano: INTRODUCING HIS OPPONENT, FROM BROOKLYN, NEW YORK, WEIGHING IN AT 142 POUNDS, SHE IS “THE SUPERNOOOOVAAAAAAA”, MILLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII BAAAAAAAAAAAAAANKSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!
The wrestlers at ringside part as well for Milli Banks, she looks around and sees some familiar faces, good and bad. Yet she does not see Veena at all. She couldn’t come after that match yesterday. Milli pushes that worry deep down and she gets up through the steel steps, she passes forward and then poses in the middle of the ring to the support of the crowd, her head turning during the pose to glare directly at Joso. He responds back with a shit eating grin.
She pulls back and then goes to her corner, she warms up as well. The referee checks on them both, before finally…
DING! DING! DING!
Gavin Kirkland: …DID KENNEDY ACTUALLY GET THE ENTIRE ROSTER OUT THERE?!?!?!?!
As the camera panned out, there was no kidding, the entire Showdown roster surrounded the outside. On one side of the ring, Pandora, Halsey, Kelton, Damien and Mia stood together, with Akari, Rex and KELIN close to them. Cody stood by himself, Bea stood by with a focused expression accompanied by Cornelius himself, Impact stood all the opposite way of her by himself glaring at her.
On the other side, Silas World stood together, Diego and Circe stood together hugging each other, Grace de Luca was trying to find something in her pockets, Clayton was trying to not lose it right now with the Jones brothers annoying him. The rest of the rookies like Tafae, Wynter, Sofia, Yasmina and Airi stood spread out.
Milli grimaced seeing some allies… and a lot of enemies too. Joso stood more confident but he definitely knew who would make things worse for him.
Deadprez: I am not sure if this is one of her best ideas… or the worst ones.
Sienna Swann: Let’s see how it pans out… Milli and Joso push out of their corners and Milli already wants to go for a kick to the shin, Joso pulls back and avoids it! He tries to go for a sudden forearm but Milli ducks under and then avoids it too! She wants to back away towards the ropes behind her-
Gavin Kirkland: BE CAREFUL, SUPERNOVA! El Duque and Vincent try to reach over and then sweep at her feet! Milli is fast enough to be able to jump over and avoid their hit- BUT JOSO ENDS UP TAKING ADVANTAGE AND HE RUNS FORWARD! He delivers a Shotgun Dropkick and sends Milli back first against the corner! She grits her teeth in pain and now Joso pulls her out of there and then slams her into the mat face first!
Joso pulls back and then goes to focus back on Milli… before he is interrupted as he sees Grace reaching over with coupons in her hands, shouting loudly.
Grace de Luca: (off-mic) Joso, I got a deal for you! Promise the ever wise and beautiful Grace de Luca the first title shot to whatever championship you win next and I will not attack you at all! A great deal if you ask me!!!
Deadprez: Joso waves Grace off and then delivers a kick to the spine of Milli Banks! Grace stands there in pure shock and disgust at Joso ignoring her! Joso grabs Milli by her hair and then goes to follow up with an Irish Whip but Milli is able to reverse, knee lift! She knees Joso’s hand away and then goes for a slap to the face!
Sienna Swann: Joso catches her hand and then pulls her in! He goes to get her up on his shoulders! HE ALREADY WANTS TO TRY AND THROW HER OVER THE TOP ROPE!
Gavin Kirkland: MY SUPERNOVA WORKING OVERTIME HERE! She is able to struggle and then slip behind Joso! She tries to push him towards them, but Joso is able to use them instead to bounce back! He wants to go for a clothesline yet Milli is fast enough to duck down, she runs forward and then jumps onto the middle rope! She wants to go for a Springboard-
Deadprez: HUH?! CIRCE REACHES OUT AND HOLDS ONTO THE FOOT OF MILLI, PREVENTING HER FROM GOING FOR A SPRINGBOARD! That gives Joso the chance to grab her by her waist and then bring her back- HITTING HER DOWN WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX! Circe falls back laughing to herself! Guess the dislike for Milli runs in the family!
Joso yet again uses the time to fully focus on Milli and wear her down. The longer the match goes, some people just… grow disinterested. KELIN is the one to first turn and go to lay close to one of the barricades, simply standing to watch, and Rex follows through as well, accompanying the big man. Tafae steps away as well, he hangs in another corner followed by Malik. He and KELIN do not look away from each other.
Finally, Impact walks over towards the commentator table, taking one of the extra chairs from ringside and grabbing a headset.
Gavin Kirkland: Oh my god??? LOOK GUYS, IT IS THE GREAT IMPACT IN THE IM-
Impact: Shut up and stay quiet. I am obligated to be here so I might as well entertain myself somehow.
And as he says that, another person joins in with a chair and headset.
Clayton Golde: I could not agree anymore! The Golde God here to bless you all as well with my presence and my voice-
Artemis Jones: (off-mic) YESSIIIIRRRRR!!!
Adonis Jones: (off-mic) YEET!
The smile almost immediately disappears off of Clayton’s face as Adonis and Artemis appear out of nowhere and snatch his headset.
Artemis Jones: WE IN FOR THE RIDE NOW, UCE! This is a 7 person booth now!
Sienna Swann: This might be worse than just Gavin being with both us, sweetie.
Deadprez: Just keep a calm mind. Joso has been going away at Milli with stomps and punches, trying to pull her back up to her feet and try to follow through with another suplex but once more! Milli is full of surprises! She is able to pull him down and reverse into a package roll up!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOO-
Adonis Jones: Nobody home there, Uce, just a two count! The traitorous Joso rushes up to his feet!
Clayton Golde: Hey, give me the damn headset!
Artemis Jones: BUT THE SUPERNOVA AIN’T QUITTING! SHE GRABS ONTO HIM AND THEN PULLS HIM DOWN WITH AN ARM DRAG! SHE TRANSITIONS RIGHT OVER! SHE GOT THAT KIMURA ON THAT MAN!!!!
Deadprez: Joso with quick thinking! He turns over and reverses just before she can fully lock it in! Now he has her on his own roll up!
Referee: ONEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Deadprez: Milli is able to kick out right in time! Her body whips forward from the kick out-
Gavin Kirkland: WITH JOSO TRANSITIONING RIGHT INTO A TRIANGLE CHOKE! He tries to lock it in further!
Impact: Here, you see that? Joso is putting pressure over trying to restrict the carotid artery but Milli Banks was fast enough to put one of her arms just between her neck and that pressure point. A simple game of quick thinking.
Sienna Swann: Did not think you would give praise that easily, Karl Impact.
Impact: Oh, I am not. It should be logical actions to take in this situation. I hate that kid but I am forced to respect him. Milli Banks has been a mainstay for women’s wrestling for ages now, it should be no surprise they know the basics like that, and here I am pointing it out to the less wise.
As Milli tries to find a way to struggle out of there, Yasmina suddenly gets away from the crowd too carrying a bag of popcorn. She fearlessly goes to stand beside Tafae, eating the popcorn and handing some to him as he gives her a menacing side eye.
And followed after that, Sofia Drakos just turns away and completely leaves, going up the ramp.
Deadprez: Oh, Sofia Drakos is leaving! Guess she is not scared at all of possible repercussions from Kennedy.
Impact: I would not blame her. I would have already left a long time ago. But we got our world champion Betty Boop over there watching me like a hawk, and I am not risking turning my back with her around.
Gavin Kirkland: Milli… FINALLY BREAKS FREE AND SHE PUSHES JOSO BACK BY HIS LEGS! She forces him to roll up to his feet! She goes for a Roundhouse Kick!
Clayton Golde: Joso easily catches it and then pushes it back! She should have put more meat on that chicken leg to be able to land some actual damage! Joso pulls her in for a suplex again!
Adonis Jones: NUH-UH! SHE GOT THAT! SHE REVERSES INTO A WHEELBARROW AND BRINGS JOSO DOWN!!!
Artemis Jones: AND THEN TRIES TO FOLLOW THROUGH WITH A DOUBLE FOOT STOMP TOWARDS THE CHEST OF JOSO!
Deadprez: Joso is able to roll out of the way in time and avoid the foot stomp! He rises and then rushes with a barrage of strikes towards Milli! She moves fast and avoids them! She tries to go for a forearm, Joso catches her arm! He spins her around!
Sienna Swann: Milli is able to grab onto his wrist in the middle of the motion! She throws a knee to the gut! She spins over and around, along with Joso- JUST BEFORE GETTING HIM WITH THE RIPCORD SLAP! Joso falls back grabbing onto his jaw as Milli has him set! SHE RUNS FORWARD! TRYING TO GO FOR A BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE!!!
Gavin Kirkland: NO! JOSO IS ABLE TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY IN TIME! MILLI GOES FLYING THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE BY ACCIDENT!!!
Deadprez: SHE SPILLS OUT ONTO THE OUTSIDE AND SHE GETS SWARMED!!!
Sienna Swann: ALL OF SILAS WORLD DESCEND UPON HER! DONOVAN, EL DUQUE, VINCENT AND RYAN BEGIN TO STOMP HER DOWN HARD! DIEGO AND CIRCE JOIN IN THEMSELVES, WITH WYNTER FOLLOWING IN AS WELL! SEVEN PEOPLE COMPLETELY BEATING DOWN MILLI BANKS!!!
The beat down goes for quite a while as the other wrestlers on the other side are forced to see Milli get hurt like that. Until finally they stop and they back away. Milli lays there, barely moving after almost getting beaten to a pulp.
Gavin Kirkland: MY POOR SUPERNOVA!!!!
Deadprez: I am not sure how she is even moving after that one! She is trying to reach forward but Donovan grabs her by her head and then he throws her back inside. The hyenas have completely torn her apart when they saw their opportunity! It is even worse for Milli knowing that Veena could not make it tonight due to that match against Minerva, who does she even have as an ally?!
Impact: She is going to be fine.
Gavin Kirkland: I seriously doubt that!
Impact: If she is alive, that is what most matters, no?
Adonis Jones: Man, look at the grin on the face of that dude! He thinking all of this is so funny!
Artemis Jones: No yeet!
Artemis and Adonis have tangled the cables of the headset all over Clayton’s neck and by trying to pass it around between each other they are choking him out without them noticing. Meanwhile the grin on Joso’s face does not even disappear for a single bit.
Deadprez: And now Joso is going to take advantage of a weakened Milli- TO START NAILING A KNEE RIGHT ACROSS HER GUT! HE FOLLOWS THROUGH WITH A DDT DOWN ONTO THE MAT! He moves right after and then goes to lift her up into the air, just to slam her down with a vertical suplex in the middle of the ring! The crowd boos loudly at the display of arrogance from Joso as he gets back up and spreads his arms to the side!
Joso takes in the boos of the people all while Yasmina continues to enjoy her popcorn, and even though Tafae has ignored it, Malik is taking some of the popcorn and eating it too.
Akari and Cody show clear worry in their expression, and Bea can’t really ignore either the situation Milli finds herself in. Milli tries to drag herself to the ropes, Grace is shoving the coupons on her face too.
Grace de Luca: (off-mic) Milli Banks! YOU should take MY offer, you will not regret it a single bit! Reward me in exchange for my services and I will happily… kind of defend you, lots of people there just beat you up so can’t promise much!
Gavin Kirkland: AND NOW DONOVAN WITH A PUNCH RIGHT TO THE JAW OF MILLI BANKS! His punch sends her back away from the ropes and he turns further drawing the ire of the crowd!
Deadprez: Grace remains unsuccessful in her quest…
Gavin Kirkland: You want to know who else won’t be successful?! DONOVAN DUKE! LOCK THIS MAN UP! THROW THE KEY AWAY, JUST DO WHATEVER YOU WANT SO HE CAN BE PUNISHED! Not my supernova!
Joso pulls Milli back up and he plans to continue but as he turns, seeing none other than Pandora Paisley could not look away from Milli, an idea comes up.
Joso: (off-mic) Hey, Pandora! You wanted to get back at her, right? She’s all yours!
Sienna Swann: AND NOW JOSO TURNS AND THROWS MILLI THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE, TOWARDS THE OTHER SIDE WITH PANDORA!
Milli falls onto the ground with a loud ‘THUMP’! She whines and tries to stammer something but sounds of pain can only come out of her. Pandora stares barely reacting. She approaches the weakened Milli, seemingly with not good intentions-
Akari Kiyoko: (off-mic) Stop.
At that moment, Akari steps up and cuts her off. He turns to look right at Pandora as she looks confused, and then scoffs in response.
Pandora Paisley: (off-mic) What are you doing, love?
Akari Kiyoko: (off-mic) Do not do this.
Pandora Paisley: (off-mic) This is not your fight-
Akari Kiyoko: (off-mic) You can harbor whatever feelings you have towards Milli Banks here, but you must see from the two people fighting, she is not the one that deserves what is happening to her. In your eyes, she might be, but in the eyes of others, it is clear what is the answer. Calm down, fall back… you have a match to prepare for as well.
Pandora’s annoyance showed further in her expression but as she saw Rex and KELIN move over to back him up, with Cody, Bea and Airi as well hearing them out. Pandora crosses her arms and then lets out a big sigh.
Pandora Paisley: (off-mic) Fine then. This is stupid anyway. Have fun.
Pandora surprisingly does not continue attacking Milli, either a gesture of small kindness or just pity, she leaves up the ramp. She is followed after by Kelton, and Mia as well right behind her. Halsey goes to follow as well before she turns and she sees Damien not moving, she sighs.
Halsey Neel: (off-mic) Alright, what happened now?
Damien Kutcher: (off-mic) …eh. She never did anything wrong to me.
Halsey simply rolls her eyes at Damien’s response, but she doesn’t say anything else and gives him a reassuring nod to let him stay. Damien turns and both him and Akari gave each other a small nod, Cody and Bea stay close and the two of them check up on Milli and they are even able to help her up, even Airi Miyamune steps in, all while Joso looked over disinterested and unsurprised at what Milli is trying to do. Milli rises fully and then looks around at all the people watching her back. Her expression shows vulnerability for a moment before a determined expression then appears and she slides back inside!
Gavin Kirkland: HERE COMES MY SUPERNOVA! JOSO TRYING TO GO FOR A SUPERKICK RIGHT OFF OF THE GATE, BUT MILLI IS ABLE TO DUCK AND AVOID IT! She rolls forward and then gets back up to her feet! Joso tries to go for a back elbow but Milli rises up her leg and then kicks the elbow away! JOSO WITH A PELE!
Deadprez: Milli sidesteps and avoids the Pele Kick! Joso lands on his knees! She tries to snatch that arm but Joso is able to hoist her up!
Impact: You don’t do all of that just to go for an arm bar!
Sienna Swann: And you are right on that! Milli tricks Joso to hoist her up, as she is able to grab his other arm with her legs- SHE BRINGS HIM DOWN TO THE MAT WITH A CRUCIFIX DRIVER! MILLI HOLDS IT FOR THE PINFALL ATTEMPT!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEE-
Gavin Kirkland: DANG IT! JOSO ENDS UP KICKING OUT!
Deadprez: BUT FROM THE KICK OUT NOW MILLI TRIES TO USE HER LEGS TO BE ABLE TO TRULY GET THAT ARM LOCK NOW!!!
Artemis Jones: LOCK HIS ASS UP, UCE! LOCK HIM UP IN THAT ARMBAR!!! LOCK HIM DOWN!
Sienna Swann: But Joso is able to use his other arm and then push Milli away from him just before she can lock it! He rolls away and then runs forward, lariat attempt! Milli is faster and is able to jump onto him, wheelbarrow!
Deadprez: No! Joso lifts her up, trying to go for a suplex! She grabs onto his arm and reverses herself! ARMDRAG!
Gavin Kirkland: JOSO PUTS OUT HIS FREE ARM AND REVERSES WITH A ONE ARM HANDSTAND! HUH?! HE HOPS BACK UP ONTO HIS FEET!
Joso: (off-mic) Hah! Sure can’t do that anymore with your weak ass knee, huh?
Adonis Jones: JOSO GETS A SPINNING BACK ELBOW FOR TALKING TRASH!!! YEET!!!
Deadprez: MILLI IS FAST ENOUGH TO GET BACK UP AND HIT JOSO WHILE HE WAS TRASH TALKING! A CHOP TO THE CHEST! A PUNCH RIGHT TO THE JAW!
Artemis Jones: SWAG! SWAG! SWAG! SWAG! SHE HITTING PUNCH AFTER PUNCH! SHE AIN’T NEED NO LEG TO KICK HIS ASS!!!
Impact: Yet when that leg is your weak point, what other options do you have left? That damned kid of Joso ends up retorting back with a stomp towards the previously injured knee of Milli!
Deadprez: MILLI STOPS THE ONSLAUGHT AND GRABS ONTO THAT KNEE BY REFLEX! JOSO WITH A THRUST KICK TOWARDS THE JAW AND MILLI COMPLETELY COLLAPSES BACK TOWARDS THE ROPES BEHIND HER!
Gavin Kirkland: Come on, Milli! Come on!
Impact: Joso turns with a grin on his face! He runs forward to bounce off the ropes and then gather momentum! HE RUNS TOWARDS THE WEAKENED MILLI TO GO FOR A RUNNING BICYCLE-
Deadprez: MILLI DUCKS!
Sienna Swann: AND SHE PULLS THE TOP ROPE DOWN WITH HER! JOSO MISSES COMPLETELY AND GOES FLYING OUT OF THE RING! RIGHT ONTO THE LUMBERJACKS AND JILLS!!! AND HE LANDED ON THE WORST SIDE FOR HIM!!!!
Deadprez: BEA AND CORNELIUS ARE ALREADY ON HIM WITHOUT A SINGLE BIT OF MERCY! CORNELIUS THROWS PUNCHES DOWN ONTO JOSO AS HARD AS SHE CAN, BEA IS EVEN USING HER SHOES TO STOMP THEM DOWN ONTO HIM!
Gavin Kirkland: AKARI! DAMIEN! CODY! EVEN AIRI END UP JOINING IN! THEY ARE STOMPING THE HELL OUT OF JOSO ALL TO THE LOUD CHEERS OF THE CROWD!
Artemis Jones: THEY BEATING JOSO’S ASS LIKE THEY BEAT COUSIN ARES THAT ONE TIME HE FOUGHT AGAINST THAT GANG OF BIKERS!!! IT’S A MASSACRE!
Adonis Jones: YEET ON THAT, BRO BRO!
Sienna Swann: Oh sweetie! Look out! SILAS WORLD WANTS TO DO SOMETHING!
Silas World rushes forward to go and start a brawl with everyone else when suddenly, Rex steps in front of them, and he is accompanied by none other than KELIN.
Rex McAllister: (off-mic) Going anywhere, gentlemen?
They quickly stop in their tracks and the glare KELIN sends at them quickly makes them think twice. Finally, they swarm away from Joso as Bea grabs onto him and then throws him back inside! Yeah, he not good.
Deadprez: The field has evened out now! The two of them have taken an immense beating from the wrestlers on the outside and something tells me that if they fall outside one more time, it will be over for one of them!
As Joso and Milli are trying to get back up, the scene pans towards all of Silas World trying to talk between one another, kind of huddled up as a team.
Silas Mason: (off-mic) Alright, the main target is Milli Banks, but with a beast like KELIN over there preventing us from ruining her day tonight, then we reach nowhere. Do any of you have any ideas on how to pass through him?
The men of Silas World try to come up with something but Donovan and Vincent has nothing, El Duque tries to signal something.
Ryan Wilson: (off-mic) Hey, I think he has got an idea but he doesn’t know how to express it in English.
Silas Mason: (off-mic) Damn it. Shouldn’t have skipped out in my Spanish classes.
Diego Montana: (off-mic) Hey team, what is the plan?
Diego suddenly joins in the huddle and everyone looks at him confused and disgusted.
Silas Mason: (off-mic) Get out of here, you are not with us- wait. Do you know Spanish?
Diego Montana: (off-mic) Eeehhh… a little bit of this… a little bit of that.
Silas Mason: (off-mic) Anything is good! Just translate for him!
Diego then listens intently to what El Duque has to say as they whisper to each other, nodding along to every word that he says.
Diego Montana: (off-mic) Mhm, mhhmm… mmmmmhhhhmmmmmmmmm…
Silas Mason: (off-mic) Well, what does he say?!
Diego Montana: (off-mic) …dude, I don’t know what kind of Spanish they teach at Oklahoma but it sounds more like English! Some wild shit, dawg.
Everyone else in the group groans loudly, fully stumped.
Circe: (off-mic) I mean… have you all just tried doing this?
Deadprez: CIRCE JUST THROWS A STEEL CHAIR RIGHT AT THE HEAD OF KELIN WITHOUT A SINGLE PLAN IN MIND!!!
Sienna Swann: I DON’T THINK SILAS WANTED THAT AT ALL BUT AT THIS POINT, NO TAKE BACKS! SILAS WORLD DESCEND ON REX MCALLISTER AND BEAT HIM UP!
Gavin Kirkland: AKARI, DAMIEN, CODY RUSH TO THE HELP OF REX!!! CIRCE AND DIEGO TRY TO GET INVOLVED THERE BUT BEA AND CORNELIUS END UP CUTTING THEM OFF THERE AS WELL! CHAOS HAS ENSUED!!!
Sienna Swann: KELIN TRIES TO SHAKE HIMSELF OFF AND GO BACK TO FI- AS TAFAE TOA COMES OUT OF NOWHERE AND THEN CLASHES WITH HIM!!! THEIR LAST ALTERCATION HAS NOT BEEN FORGOTTEN!
Gavin Kirkland: YASMINA TRIES TO RUSH IN AND AVOID THE FIGHT- BUT AIRI CUTS HER OFF AND THE TWO CLASH AS WELL, AIRI NOT FORGETTING YASMINA CHEATING AGAINST HER! GRACE TRIES TO ESCAPE THROUGH THE CHAOS, JUST FOR WYNTER TO GRAB HER FROM BEHIND AND SLAM HER TO THE STEPS, WYNTER NOT DONE EITHER WITH HER YET!
Adonis Jones: HEY MAN, CLAYTON! WE GOTTA WATCH YOUR BACK, EVERYONE GONE CRAZY!
Artemis Jones: FOR SURE! GET DOWN!!!
Clayton Golde: GET OFF ME YOU IDIOTS- AAAAHHH!!!
Impact: Well… that’s it for me. See you if I see you.
And as the Jones Brothers dive to the ground with Clayton to protect him, Impact speaks last with a somber tone, and with no risk of being attacked, he gets up and then turns to go through one of the barricades, and leaves through the crowd as he disappears among the fans.
Joso and Milli Banks finally rise up, battered, hurt, barely moving, all while the wrestlers around them go into a frenzied brawl. Their resolve does not waver.
Deadprez: MILLI MOVES FORWARD, TRYING TO GO FOR HER OWN RUNNING KNEE STRIKE!
Gavin Kirkland: JOSO RISES UP HIS ARMS AND THEN PUSHES HER LEG DOWN, PREVENTING HER FROM LANDING THE STRIKE! JOSO GOES FOR A ROUNDHOUSE KICK!
Deadprez: IT IS DUCKED UNDER BY MILLI BANKS! SHE REACHES OUT AND TRIES TO SWIPE AT HIS LEGS, YET JOSO IS FAST ENOUGH TO BE ABLE TO HOP OVER! He snatches her by her waist and tries to lift her up! MILLI THIS TIME WITH JUST A GOOD OLD ELBOW TO THE FACE! She grabs his arm, spins around! STOMP TO THE KNEE!
Sienna Swann: “MEGIDOLADYNE”!!!!
Gavin Kirkland: JOSO CATCHES HER LEG AND THEN LIFTS HER UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS! HE DROPS HER DOWN! HE HOLDS ON TIGHTLY, “CRIMSON PEAK”!!!!
Deadprez: BUT WITH INCREDIBLE CORE STRENGTH MILLI LIFTS HERSELF UP BEFORE JOSO CAN HOOK THE LEGS! SHE IS ABLE TO REVERSE INTO A HURRICANRANA AND THEN BRING JOSO DOWN TO THE MAT! SHE HOOKS BOTH LEGS!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Sienna Swann: Joso reverses and leans forward with her in tow! HE HAS MILLI’S SHOULDERS DOWN NOW IN THE MAT!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Deadprez: MILLI IS FAST ENOUGH TO KICK OUT! THE TWO OF THEM ROLL BACKWARDS AND BACK UP TO THEIR FEET! JOSO GOES FOR A KICK JUST AS MILLI DOES SO!
Sienna Swann: THEIR KICKS CLASH IN SYNC! MILLI LANDS A SHARP ELBOW! JOSO LANDS A HUGE FOREARM TO THE JAW OF MILLI! THE TWO STUMBLE! THE TWO KICK EACH OTHER AWAY!
Deadprez: THE TWO OF THEM RUN FORWARD WITHOUT ANY FEAR TOWARDS THE ROPES, BOUNCING OFF THEM!!!
Gavin Kirkland: JUST AS THEY COLLIDE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING WITH TWO LARIATS AT THE SAME TIME! THE TWO OF THEM GO DOOOOWN!!!!
Deadprez: MILLI AND JOSO LAY COMPLETELY OUT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!
Circe is able to slip away with all of the chaos happening, as she sees Diego she grabs onto him and then pulls him over.
Circe: (off-mic) Oooh, Dieguito! It is time to end this once and for all! Let’s end this with a bang!
Diego Montana: (off-mic) Alright, what you got in mind?!
Circe suddenly rummages through her pockets…
Diego Montana: (off-mic) …mi amor, is that a fucking grenade?
(Alright no need to be ridiculous, there is no way- holy shit she actually has a grenade.)
Circe: (off-mic) I stole it from one of those weird soldiers that were with Armstrong! Poetic, right?!
Diego Montana: (off-mic) Circe, I don’t think…
Circe: (off-mic) Happy one year anniversary to getting blown up, Joso! Hope you enjoy it again this time with Milli!
Deadprez: …WHAT THE HELL DOES CIRCE HAVE IN HER HAND???
Gavin Kirkland: A GRENADE AGAIN?!?!?!?! WE CAN’T GET BLOWN UP LIKE LAST YEAR!!!!
Sienna Swann: CIRCE GOES TO-
Bea Valentine: (off-mic) OH NO YOU DON’T!!!!
Deadprez: BEA STEPS IN AND THEN TRIES TO SNATCH THE GRENADE AWAY FROM CIRCE! CIRCE TRIES TO PULL BACK, AS DIEGO GOES TO HELP HER OUT! WITH CORNELIUS HELPING BEA TOO! THE FOUR OF THEM PULL AS HARD AS THEY CAN TRYING TO WRESTLE FOR THE GRENADE! Cornelius changes grips-
(But as he does so, the couple suddenly stop pulling and Bea and Cornelius go flying…)
(As he grabs onto the pin and pulls it by accident from the whiplash.)
(And the force of the pull makes Circe and Diego’s grip slip…)
(As the grenade flies out and lands just inside of the ring.)
Deadprez: HOLY SHIT!!!
Sienna Swann: GET DOWN!!!!
Gavin Kirkland: AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
(Everyone at that moment ducks down onto the ground, the rest of the wrestlers just dive down as far away as they can and protect themselves.)
(Once Joso realizes what he sees, his body fully goes into Fight or Flight mode. He musters up all his energy and then gets up to run away, Milli feels dread and panic once she realizes as well. She rushes to get up too.)
(JUST FOR JOSO IN HIS OWN PANIC TO PUSH MILLI OUT OF THE WAY… RIGHT AGAINST THE GRENADE!!!!!!!)
(…)
(…)
(…)
(Milli firms it. She doesn’t fall, she doesn’t stumble. Without any other choice…)
(SHE GRABS ONTO THE GRENADE AND THEN THROWS IT UP IN THE AIR AS HIGH AS SHE CAN!!!!!!!)
( # BOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!! )
(The whole arena around reverberates with the explosion, smoke from the explosion bellows and spreads down, obfuscating the sight of many… but in the end, no one was hurt.)
(Donovan, El Duque, Vincent and Ryan are able to move, with Silas on the ground checking he wasn’t having a heart attack. Akari, Damien and Cody too are getting up, Rex helps Airi up after covering her, Grace hid behind KELIN during the explosion just as Yasmina and Malik did as well with Tafae. The Jones brothers are still protecting Clayton, as Diego coughs loudly trying to find Circe in the smoke.)
Diego Montana: (off-mic) Yeah, yeah… horrible idea that one…
(Diego looks and finally sees a silhouette in the smoke, grabbing onto her and hugging her shoulders.)
Diego Montana: (off-mic) There! I got you, mi amor!
Wynter Kurayami: (off-mic) Hi. 🙂
Diego Montana: https://tenor.com/Zxfl.gif
Diego Montana: (off-mic) GET AWAY FROM ME, BICHA!!!
Wynter Kurayami: (off-mic) Byeeee!!! 👋
(Diego turns in a panic and then grabs onto another woman’s shoulders without looking.)
Diego Montana: (off-mic) Circe! There you are!
Bea Valentine: (off-mic) …
Diego Montana: (off-mic) …
Bea Valentine: (off-mic) …
Diego Montana: (off-mic) …you know. I think you’d look good rocking the goth look.
(BEA SLAPS DIEGO RIGHT ACROSS THE FACE!!!!!)
(Diego’s head whips to the other side hard from the slap, moving around wildly as someone finally moves and grabs onto him instead.)
Diego Montana: (off-mic) DON’T TOUCH ME!
Circe: (off-mic) …?
Diego Montana: https://tenor.com/ddJv4kJqbNm.gif
Diego Montana: (off-mic) Happy to see you safe too.
(As everyone else at ringside and the crowd are shown to be safe, the commentators are still down and kind of taken aback at what just happened, even the referee has dived out of there onto the outside… the camera turns to now inside the ring. Joso rests his hand on his heart, feeling it beat fast… as he sees as well, Milli in the middle of the ring… gritting her teeth in absolute fury. Her eyes widen with rage as she glares at Joso.)
Milli Banks: (off-mic) You… piece of shit.
(The man she knew, the Joso she knew… would have never done that to her. And Joso, almost stammers slightly. He doesn’t know what to think for a few seconds. It was now or never to go forward in the path of success, but… he never thought he would be capable of doing that to someone else, he took a grenade before… and now he threw someone into it… even if it was not intentional.)
(He rises up to his feet, still keeping up the confidence, the ruthlessness… but there was a clear hint of hesitation.)
Joso: (off-mic) Milli-
(Milli does not hold back. She completely goes at him, she throws strikes after strike, every bit of rage in her body behind her strikes. Chops, forearms, kicks, punches. Joso tried to block them but she was not stopping at all. Knee, after knee, slap, slap, slap.)
(Joso tries to get something in but he is stopped, a punch to the throat, a knee to his ribs. A previous friend reached a point like this. She could not forgive him at all. She grabs him.)
(MEGIDOLADYNE.)
(MEGIDOLADYNE.)
(MEGIDOLADYNE.)
(ME-)
(Her energy reaches the limit, her grip slips, Joso can’t hold himself up anymore and falls through the middle ropes and then spills into the outside. She collapses to the mat. Come on… so close…)
Deadprez: We… WE ARE BACK! WE ARE BACK! MILLI WAS CLOSE TO FINISHING THIS OFF BUT JOSO FELL THROUGH THE ROPES!
Sienna Swann: AKARI, REX, CODY AND DAMIEN RUSH OVER TO TRY AND GRAB ONTO JOSO AND THROW HIM BACK INSIDE- JUST FOR SILAS WORLD TO CUT THEM OFF AND START BRAWLING AGAIN!!!! JOSO IS LEFT IN THE GROUND!
(Milli tries to rise back up again… just as she feels herself getting hit against the ropes.)
Circe: (off-mic) SHOULDN’T HAVE RUINED MY FUN, MILLI!!!!
Gavin Kirkland: CIRCE ENTERS INSIDE AND HITS MILLI AGAINST THE ROPES!
Deadprez: JUST FOR MILLI TO FIGHT BACK WITH ONE MORE BURST OF ENERGY! SHE BOUNCES BACK AND THROWS A HAYMAKER AT CIRCE! ANOTHER! AND ANOTHER! SHE WANTS TO GO FOR THAT KICK!
Sienna Swann: DIEGO TRIES TO HOP INTO THE APRON! WITH MILLI TURNING AND INSTEAD KICKING HIM DOWN!!! SHE TURNS BACK TO GO AT-
Gavin Kirkland: SALT GETS THROWN RIGHT AT MILLI’S FACE!!! WHAT?!?!?!
(The camera turns…)
Deadprez: IT IS FATHER VLAD! HE HOPPED ONTO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE RING! WHERE DID HE COME FROM?!
Sienna Swann: ”OBITCHUARY!!!!!!” FROM CIRCE TO MILLI!
Deadprez: NO! NOT LIKE THIS! CIRCE ROLLS OUT OF THERE!
(And with everyone fighting each other again, Joso is able to slip inside and then rise up, he looks down at Milli fully laid out. Yet again, no emotion as he grabs onto her and goes to lift her up, but without thinking, he simply speaks to himself.)
Joso: (off-mic) …sorry.
Gavin Kirkland: ”HEAVEN’S GATE!!!!!”
Sienna Swann: JOSO ROLLS HER OVER! HE COVERS! THE REFEREE GETS BACK INSIDE! UNBELIEVABLE!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(# DING! DING! DING!)
(The whole arena erupts in boos, they completely drown out “LIKE WEEZY” coming out of the speakers. Joso is already out of there, he slides out and then slips through the chaos at ringside, moving up the ramp as much as his body can. The commentary goes into pure silence at what just happened, the brawl between the rest of the roster not looking like it was going to stop, as other referees and security rush beside Joso to go and stop it.)
(Milli lays there in the middle of the ring, unmoving, defeated… thoroughly disappointed in herself… and at the man who she once trusted. All over again.)
(Father Vlad stands in contemplation at ringside, Circe and Diego rushing over to him giddy and proud at their job done, but they are taken aback as Father Vlad suddenly snaps at them.)
Father Vlad: (off-mic) What the hell were you two thinking trying to pull that off?! Don’t you see in your lunacy you almost blew Joso up? Let me tell you then and hope this sticks deep into both of your minds… that man over there…?
Father Vlad: (off-mic) He is family.
(He turns over and then directly looks at Joso up on the ramp, as he gives a small nod to himself, and a smile appears too.)
Father Vlad: (off-mic) Good job… son.
(The last shot before the scene fades out is of Joso collapsing at the entrance stage, and then looking at everything that he has caused, a sliver of a smile appears before it completely disappears and not any other bit of emotion appears again. He feels the slightest bit of regret, for a few seconds, but why show that in a place like this? That regret can kill you. And he wasn’t going to let anybody else use him as a stepping stone ever again. He rises and then turns around, leaving victorious… yet losing a part of himself in the process. Territorial Invasion fades away from there.)
(A commercial plays for the Los Angeles Clippers featuring Jake Smith.)
(POON PALACE: MISSISSIPPI.)
(Dust drifts across the gravel lot. The pink neon sign buzzes overhead, the “P” flickering. A tumbleweed rolls past a row of pickup trucks and stops against a hitching post. On the porch, TLA rocks slowly in a creaky wooden chair, hat tilted low over his eyes, boots crossed at the ankle. The Unified Tag Team Championship rests across his lap. He plays a lazy, wandering tune on a harmonica, a little off-key and completely unbothered.)
(Beside him, Bethany stands rigid at the edge of the porch, arms crossed, eyes locked on the empty road. The harmonica wheezes. Her eye twitches.)
Bethany Blue: Can you not?
(TLA lifts the brim of his hat with one finger and keeps playing.)
Bethany Blue: (through her teeth) Seriously. They’re going to be here any minute, and you’re here playing music.
(TLA lowers the harmonica and grins.)
TLA: Ay, Bethany. Relájate, mujer. A little music never hurt anybody.
Bethany Blue: It’s going to get you hurt if you keep playing it; I have sensitive ears.
TLA: Fair enough, where are those pendejos anyway? Should’ve been here by now. Think they got lost?
Bethany Blue: Let’s hope they fell into an alligator pit or something.
(Unfortunately, she was wrong. Far down the road, headlights appear through the dust. Bethany’s smile slowly disappears. TLA’s doesn’t, however. A black sedan skids into the gravel lot and kills its engine. Dust settles over the pickup trucks. Four doors open. Ryan Wilson steps out first, sunglasses on at night, adjusting his cuffs. Vincent Mondrian follows, pinching the bridge of his nose at the smell. Behind them, a nervous Referee.)
TLA: I guess not.
(He tips his hat, pockets the harmonica, and lifts the championship belt to his shoulder.)
TLA: Ahí vienen.
Vincent Mondrian: “Poon Palace.” Ryan, I’ve seen porta potties with better branding than this place.
Ryan Wilson: Some that smell better as well.
(Ryan scans the porch and sneers at TLA, still rocking in his chair, and at Bethany, arms crossed.)
Ryan Wilson: Look at who we have here. Two champions in a dump like this. It’s beneath us, and it’s beneath the titles.
Vincent Mondrian: But we’re professionals. If we have to wade through this filth to take those belts, we’ll at least enjoy the walk back.
(TLA stops rocking. A smile spreads under the hat brim, and then he laughs.)
TLA: Ay, caballeros. You think you came to an EAW ring? No, no, no. Here we do things the Poon Palace way.
(He stands, tips his hat back, and cradles the title belt in the crook of his arm.)
TLA: And the Poon Palace way starts with hospitality. I see you brought your own referee? That’s very kind of you. But we won’t be in need of his services.
(TLA whistles. The saloon doors swing open. A pair of glamorous Hostesses in sparkly, over-the-top cowboy-burlesque outfits saunter out, one on each side of the referee. He freezes like a deer in headlights.)
Hostess #1: Hey there, sugar. You look like you’ve had a long drive.
Hostess #2: We’ve got cold drinks, a corner booth, and nobody’s going to bother us.
Referee: I… I’m supposed to… there’s a title match…
Hostess #1: Sure there is, honey.
(They steer him toward the saloon doors, his feet barely keeping up. Halfway there, he glances back at Cataclysm.)
Referee: I’ll… be right back!
(The doors swing shut behind him. Ryan and Vincent stare at the empty spot where their referee used to be.)
Vincent Mondrian: What was that? That was our referee, you can’t just kidnap him!
Ryan Wilson: I think he went willingly.
TLA: Like I said, we do things the Poon Palace way.
(TLA snaps his fingers. The doors swing open again, and a model struts out in a wildly impractical referee outfit: tiny black-and-white stripes, a whistle on a sparkly lanyard, and thigh-high boots.)
TLA: Gentlemen, meet your new official. Honestly I don’t think she has ever seen a wrestling match in her life, but I promise she’s very fair and can count to three.
Bethany Blue: Sounds good to me.
(The Model blows her whistle, gives them a bored thumbs-up, and pops her gum. Vincent’s jaw hangs open. Ryan finally takes off his sunglasses.)
Ryan Wilson: This is a setup, there is no way this…woman is qualified.
TLA: Hey, you are always welcome to surrender and leave us be.
Vincent Mondrian: You know what? Maybe we will. This isn’t a fair match and we aren’t going to waste our time dignifying it. Let’s go Ryan.
(Cataclysm turns as if to leave. Ryan mutters something to Vincent, and they take two slow steps toward the sedan. Then both men crouch and scoop up fistfuls of gravel.)
TLA: Ay, no…
(Gravel sprays across both champions’ faces. TLA staggers back, spitting and swearing in Spanish. Bethany shrieks and claws at her eyes. Ryan and Vincent charge in swinging, throwing wild rights and lefts at their heads. The Model referee blows her whistle again.)
(They grab their opponents and hurl them through the swinging saloon doors, which fly off their hinges. The doors skid across the floor. Ryan and Vincent step through the wreckage.)
Model Referee: Guess we are starting.
(Red velvet booths, gold-painted mirrors, a mirror ball throwing pink dots across the walls. A jukebox wheezes out slow, sleazy blues. On two raised platforms, dancers in sequined outfits work brass poles, and they do not stop despite the chaos breaking out.)
(Vincent drags TLA off toward the back rooms and out of sight. Ryan hauls Bethany by the hair into the middle of the bar.)
Ryan Wilson: This is where you belong, sweetheart. Among the trash!
(He whips her into a row of tables. The wood splinters and glasses shatter. Bethany crashes down in a heap of ice and broken bottles. Behind the bar, the ancient bartender keeps polishing the same glass and doesn’t look up.)
(Ryan stalks her, hauls her upright, and hammers her with rights across the jaw. Her head snaps side to side. A dancer on the nearest pole pauses mid-spin to watch and slowly lowers her sunglasses.)
Ryan Wilson: You and TLA really thought you had a chance? Those Tag Team Championships are as good as ours!
(Ryan throws one more punch— but Bethany’s hands shoot up and her thumbs jam straight into his eyes!)
Ryan Wilson: AAAAGH!
(He lets go and stumbles backward, clawing at his face and knocking over a barstool. Bethany rises slowly through the wreckage of the table, shaking glass out of her hair. The dancer on the pole gives her a slow, approving nod. The Bartender finally sets down his glass.)
Bartender: That one’s coming out of somebody’s tab.
Bethany Blue: Take it out of his.
(Ryan blinks, half-blind, swinging at empty air. Bethany lunges through the haze and grabs Ryan by the back of the head. She hauls him up and SLAMS his face into the bar top.)
(She drags him down the length of the bar by his face! Every glass in his path shatters in a rolling chain of crashes, a glittering wave of glass that ends in a spray of ice and whiskey. The dancers have stopped mid-spin. One of them puts a hand over her mouth.)
(Bethany holds Ryan by the back of his neck, spins, and HEAVES him over the bar! He crashes into the bottle shelf behind it, and a rack of liquor tumbles down with him!)
(The dancers whoop and clap without using their hands. A man in a booth in the corner throws his hat in the air. Bethany pumps a fist and turns to the crowd, soaking it in.)
(Behind her, an arm rises from behind the bar. Then a head. Ryan, bloodied, clutching a full bottle of Crown Royal by the neck. Bethany hears the shelf creak and starts to turn—)
(CRACK.)
(The bottle comes down on her skull! It does not break. It bounces with a hollow thunk that makes the whole room wince. Bethany’s eyes roll back, and she folds to the floor!)
Bartender: Damn that’s a good bottle.
(Ryan stares at the bottle, then at Bethany, then at the bottle again.)
Ryan Wilson: They don’t make ’em like they used to.
(He tosses it aside and climbs up onto the bar, dripping with liquor and glass. He spreads his arms to the crowd, stands over Bethany, and launches himself!)
(ELBOW DROP! It lands with a sickening thud! Ryan hooks a leg, and looks up for the count!)
(Nobody is there.)
(He looks left. He looks right. He looks behind the bar. Not a referee in sight.)
Ryan Wilson: Where’s the ref?
Bartender: I think I saw her go by with the other fellas.
(Ryan slaps the floor twice in frustration. A distant CRASH echoes from the back of the palace. TLA yells in Spanish.)
(The door bursts open and TLA and Vincent tumble in, locked together, throwing forearms and elbows. The bathroom flickering fluorescent tube, a wall of graffiti, and a hand dryer bolted up crooked.)
(TLA rips loose and throws a right hand. Vincent slips it, grabs him, and HURLS him into the mirrors. The glass spiderwebs! TLA’s reflection fractures into a dozen!)
TLA: Ay… seven years bad luck for you.
(Vincent hauls him up, hoists him onto his shoulder, and SLAMS his spine down across the row of sinks! The middle one rips off the wall with a shriek of metal, gushing water across the tile! TLA arches and gasps!)
Vincent Mondrian: Need some paper towels or maybe some further assistance?
(He drags TLA by the hair toward the last stall and kicks the door open. A sad little light bulb swings above a toilet. The bowl has not been flushed. It may never have been flushed. Vincent’s smile widens.)
Vincent Mondrian: Your team wanted the Poon Palace way. Well then you’re going to get exactly what you asked for!
(He shoves TLA’s head down toward the bowl! TLA’s eyes go wide!)
TLA: No, no, no, NO, NO…
(TLA’s hands shoot out and brace against the stall walls. He strains, shaking, an inch from the disgusting bowl. Then he drives an elbow back into Vincent’s ribs, and twists free, and the two of them slam into the stall walls!)
(They trade punches in the cramped space, elbows smacking metal, shoulders bouncing off the partitions. There’s no room to swing, so every blow lands. The stall shudders! The lock rattles! The toilet paper roll spins, unspooling across both of them!)
(Grunts! Thud! A muffled “AY!” The whole stall shakes, with the sound bouncing off the tile, and it sounds like …something else entirely. The bathroom door creaks open.)
(A guy with a trucker shuffles in, mid-conversation with himself, zipping up a jacket. He stops and listens. The stall shakes and someone groans. His eyes drift slowly to the two pairs of boots in the stall.)
Trucker Hat Guy: Fellas.
(The stall goes still for half a second. Two faces, TLA’s ear in Vincent’s hand and Vincent’s head in a headlock, turn slowly toward him over the top of the door.)
Trucker Hat Guy: Get a room.
(He turns around, walks out, and lets the door swing shut behind him.)
Trucker Hat Guy: Should’ve gone to Applebee’s.
(TLA and Vincent look at each other, then at the door, then back at each other.)
Vincent Mondrian: That was awkward.
TLA: Sí. Should we…
(They both nod, and the punching resumes!)
(The stall door bursts off its top hinge and both men spill out in a tangle of limbs and toilet paper. They roll across the wet tile, and Vincent scrambles up first, swinging! TLA ducks, catches him and HURLS him headfirst into the last unbroken mirror!)
(CRASH! Glass rains into the sink. Vincent slides down the wall and flops onto his back, twitching, with a shard still stuck to his forehead!
(TLA drops to a knee and hooks the leg. He looks up, ready for the count, and sees there’s no one there to give it.)
TLA: Ay, where is she…
(Down the hall, footsteps and a heel clicking on tile. TLA lifts his head. In the doorway, Ryan Wilson has the model referee by the wrist. His hair is soaked in liquor, blood trickles from his nose, and one eye is swollen half shut. He’s hauling her backward. She’s chewing gum and looking around, blissfully unaware.)
Ryan Wilson: Come on, sweetheart. I need a count.
(TLA springs to his feet, lunges out of the bathroom, and snatches her other wrist.)
TLA: Oye! Ella es mía! Find your own referee!
(They pull. The Model stretches between them like the rope in a tug-of-war, blinking slowly.)
Ryan Wilson: We did have a referee but you got rid of him, you idiot!
TLA: Oh right…I still need her!
(The Model glances at Ryan’s grip. She glances at TLA’s. She shrugs, blows her bubble gum into a big pink balloon, and pops it.)
Model Referee: Fellas, you’re both very sweet.
(A beat of silence.)
(RYAN SWINGS!)
(His right fist cracks across TLA’s jaw! TLA’s head snaps to the side and the Model slips loose! TLA rolls with the punch, turns back, and buries a CHOP across Ryan’s chest! Ryan grunts, chops back! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! A machine-gun like exchange!)
TLA: Es todo lo que tienes?
Ryan Wilson: I’m just getting started!
(Ryan throws a FOREARM! TLA blocks it and hits him with a forearm of his own! They trade shots back and forth! Ryan and TLA slam off the walls, trading forearms and ducking under the low-hanging pipes! A framed picture of Jesus falls off its nail! The hallway dead-ends at a heavy wooden door with a hand-painted sign: “GOOD VIBES ONLY.”)
(Ryan swings a wild right. TLA blocks it with his forearm, grabs Ryan and lifts him up.)
TLA: Ay, amigo. You looked so tired. Let me take you off your feet!
Ryan Wilson: Wait…
(TLA drives him backward! Ryan hits the door and it EXPLODES off its hinges! They both fly through the opening and tumble down a long, rickety flight of wooden stairs, bouncing off every step!)
(THUD! CRASH! CLANG!)
(The two of them land in a heap on the concrete floor, groaning and covered in splinters!)
(Silence. Then a slow, cloudy hiss.)
(Thick, sweet-smelling smoke rolls across the ceiling in lazy waves. Low velvet couches ring the room, and scattered Persian rugs cover the concrete. Brass hookahs stand in every corner with long, coiled hoses draped over cushions. String lights drip from the rafters, and a lava lamp the size of a fire hydrant glows purple on a table.)
(Around the room, a dozen Patrons in flowing robes and sunglasses lounge with hose stems in their mouths. Nobody looks up. One man slowly exhales a perfect smoke ring, and it drifts over Ryan’s head like a halo.)
(Ryan raises himself on one elbow, coughing, staring at the scene.)
Ryan Wilson: You degenerate.
(TLA sits up beside him, and smiles.)
TLA: Hey, good vibes only Ryan. You’re being too negative.
(Somewhere in the smoke, a patron slowly lifts his head, looks at them, and gestures lazily with his hose.)
Hookah Patron: TLA? Is that you man? I’m way too high for this.
TLA: The one and only, don’t worry though, you can enjoy yourself. I just have to beat Ryan’s ass really quick.
Hookah Patron: Oh cool…I think you should watch out though, it looks like Ryan is right behind you.
(Behind him, Ryan’s hand closes around the neck of the nearest glass hookah, and he swings it like a bat.)
(CRASH!)
(The glass base explodes against the back of TLA’s head in a spray of water, shards, and perfumed smoke. TLA’s eyes go glassy! Ryan drops the broken stem, hauls him up by the hair, and runs him head first into the concrete wall! WITH A SICK THUD! TLA slides down the wall!)
(Ryan drops on top of him, firing off punches keeping him down. Then he stands and starts stomping! Across the room, the patrons stir. A unified “Boooo” rolls through the smoke from a dozen unbothered mouths. Someone tosses a pillow, and it bounces off Ryan’s shoulder.)
Hookah Patron: You have horrible vibes! What is wrong with you?
Ryan Wilson: What is wrong with me? What is wrong with you?! You’re smoking hookah in some random basement!
Hookah Patron: This is a judgement free zone.
Ryan Wilson: …Whatever, I can’t wait to get the hell out of here.
(He sneers, wipes blood from his nose. Behind him, TLA drags himself across the rug on his elbows. He reaches the nearest hookah, a big brass beauty with an ornate peacock etched on the side, and grabs the hose. His fingers wrap around the mouthpiece and he looks up at Ryan, who is stalking back toward him, cracking his knuckles.)
Ryan Wilson: Don’t think I forgot about you old friend, like I said we are just getting started.
(TLA gives him a bloody, gap-toothed grin. He takes a long, slow pull from the hose, and the coals glow orange in the dim light.)
Ryan Wilson: Gotta get your last hit before I put you in a hospital?
TLA: Sí.
(He exhales a thick, sweet cloud of smoke straight into Ryan’s face! Ryan freezes. His eyes water and his throat spasms. He claws at the air, coughing, staggering, blinking through the white haze!)
Ryan Wilson: I can’t… my eyes… what is that?!
TLA: Peach mango.
(TLA pushes off the rug, gets up and drives a SPINNING BACK ELBOW into the side of Ryan’s jaw! Ryan’s legs give out and he drops onto his backside in the middle of a Persian rug, dazed and blinking, a cloud of peach-scented smoke rising around him! One by one, the patrons applauded from their couches, hoses still in their mouths.)
Hookah Patron: I wasn’t expecting hookah and a show, this is the best place ever!
(Ryan lies flat on the rug, blinking at the ceiling through a haze of peach-mango smoke. Nearby, TLA limps toward a closet in the corner and pulls the door open. Shelves of dusty supplies. Extra hoses. A disco ball with a cracked panel. He digs past them and comes out with a battered wooden box.)
(He sets it down in front of Ryan and lifts the lid with a smile. Inside, on faded red velvet: a bottle of baby oil, a leather whip, a ball gag, and a pair of fuzzy pink handcuffs. Ryan stares at the box. His swollen eye opens as wide as it can.)
Ryan Wilson: What… What are you gonna do with that?!
(TLA cracks the whip once and a wicked smile creeps across his face.)
TLA: Ay, amigo. It’s time for some real Poon Palace fun.
(Somewhere in the smoke, a patron slowly lowers his hookah hose. Another one quietly stands and leaves the room.)
(Elsewhere, Bethany’s back hits the wall! Vincent’s follow-up punch punches straight through the drywall an inch from her ear. Plaster dust puffs out. The framed photo of TLA shaking hands with a mariachi band drops off its nail and shatters.)
(The office is a monument to bad decisions: a giant mahogany desk, a taxidermied armadillo in a tiny top hat, a neon sign that reads “MANAGEMENT” with the “-AGEMENT” burned out. Bethany’s hair is a mess, and there’s a fresh lump on her forehead from the Crown Royal.)
(Vincent leans in, panting, his fist stuck in the wall.)
Vincent Mondrian: You die today Bethany.
(He yanks his hand free. Bethany blinks slowly. Then she gives him a smile.)
Bethany Blue: I’d love to see you try.
(She launches off the wall and LEAPS onto him like a cat, wrapping her legs around his waist and hammering his head with both fists. Vincent staggers backward, flailing, and crashes into the desk. Papers, a stapler, and a novelty stress ball shaped like a cactus scatter across the floor!)
(She rides him down onto the desktop and mounts him, throwing punch after punch! His head bounces off the wood!)
Vincent Mondrian: GET THE HELL OFF ME!
Bethany Blue: MAKE ME!
(She sits up, breathing hard, scanning the desk for a weapon. Her hand lands on a sticky, coffee-stained computer keyboard. She grips it with both hands and lifts it over her head!)
Vincent Mondrian: WAIT! WAIT!
(SMACK!)
(The keyboard comes down across his face. Keys rocket across the room! Vincent’s eyes roll back, and a “L” key sticks to his forehead! Bethany stands over him, chest heaving, the ruined keyboard dangling from one hand by its cord!)
(Bethany’s eyes sweep the wreckage of the office and land on the corner, where two flagpoles stand in a brass stand. The Mexican flag hangs proudly on the left, its green, white, and red catching the neon glow. On the right hangs the Stars and Stripes.)
(Her hand goes to the Mexican flagpole. She pauses. She looks at it for a long moment, then gently lets go and gives it a small, respectful nod.)
Bethany Blue: TLA would kill me.
(She grabs the American flagpole instead and rips it from the stand. The flag unfurls, snapping in the air. She levels the pointed brass tip at Vincent, who is groaning on the desk, and charges.)
Bethany Blue: GAAAAAH!
She lunges! Vincent rolls at the last second! The pole punches through the desk with a violent crack! The flag draped over the wood like a tablecloth! Bethany yanks at it, but it’s wedged deep!
Bethany Blue: Come ON!
(Vincent rises behind her, blood on his teeth, keyboard letters stuck in his hair. He spins her around and lands a HARD backhand across her face! Bethany reels before she can recover, Vincent kicks her in the midsection, grabs her, and scoops her onto his shoulders into powerbomb position!)
Vincent Mondrian: You look like you could use some air!
(He turns and sprints toward the window!!Bethany’s eyes go wide!)
Bethany Blue: No no no no NO!
(Vincent HURLS her through the glass!)
(CRAAAASH!)
(Shards fly into the night, and Bethany tumbles through the air, the neon “POON PALACE” sign flashing across her face as she falls.)
(THUD!)
(She lands flat on her back in the gravel, two stories down, glass raining around her! The wind is knocked out of her in one long wheeze.)
(A pair of polished loafers steps carefully around the shards and stops beside her head. Silas Mason, looks down at her from behind rimless glasses. He has been standing in the parking lot this entire time.)
Silas Mason: Tsk, tsk, tsk. Not a pretty landing Doctor.
(Bethany groans and tries to lift a hand. Silas steps back an inch, as if she might be contagious.)
Silas Mason: I would help you out but I know where you have been and I don’t want to touch you. Might catch something without a cure.
(Vincent comes down and outside with the model referee in hand.)
Silas Mason: Vincent, my boy. You did well, where is Ryan?
Vincent Mondrian: He should be taking care of TLA, knowing Ryan he definitely kicked his ass so we won’t be worrying about him anytime soon.
(As he said that, Ryan crawls out from the basement window into the parking lot! Both Silas and Vincent were shocked, going to check on Ryan. He was glistening with baby oil and covered in red wipe marks.)
Vincent Mondrian: What the hell happened?!
Silas Mason: And why do you smell like Peach Mango?
Ryan Wilson: I don’t want to talk about it! I almost didn’t make it out, TLA was distracted and I slipped out! Just pin Bethany and let’s get out of here.
(As they say that, TLA steps out from the Palace with a baseball bat in hand. He taps it onto his palm as he looks at the three men.)
TLA: Not so fast amigo, what kinda guest would I be if I didn’t show you out?
(Ryan and Vincent look at TLA, then at each other. It’s two against one.)
Ryan Wilson: Get him!
(They rush him at the same time. TLA swings the bat and CRACKS it across Vincent’s ribs! He spins and buries a boot in Ryan’s gut! Both men stagger!)
TLA: Come on!
(He swings again! Vincent ducks under it and tackles him at the waist! Ryan grabs the bat with both hands and they wrestle for it, both of them stumbling across the gravel and slamming into the side of a pickup truck! TLA holds on with everything he has, but Ryan wrenches the bat free!)
Ryan Wilson: GIVE ME THAT!
(He winds up and CRACK! The bat slams across TLA’s back! TLA’s knees buckle. CRACK! Across the ribs! Vincent stomps on TLA’s hand, and TLA screams. Silas watches from a safe distance, clapping. Vincent shoves the Referee aside. She stumbles, blows her whistle, and gives the closest thing to a concerned look she has managed all night.)
Referee: Um… is this legal?
Silas Mason: Sweetheart, there are no rules in the Poon Palace!
Referee: (shrugging) If you say so.
(In the gravel, Bethany drags herself to her knees, one arm hanging awkwardly. She stares at TLA, bloody and crumpled beneath the bat.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: GET AWAY FROM HIM!
(She staggers to her feet and charges, swinging with everything she has left. She gets one shot in and drives a forearm across Vincent’s jaw, but Vincent grabs her by the hair and hurls her sideways into the pickup truck! She bounces off the hood and lands hard!)
(Ryan strolls over and swings the bat into her stomach. Bethany folds. Ryan drops the bat on the gravel beside her, flexes his shoulder, and rolls his neck.)
Ryan Wilson: Stay down. You’ll want a good seat for this.
(He grabs TLA and drags him across the lot. TLA’s boots leave two long trails in the gravel. Ryan hauls him up against a rusted street light pole at the edge of the lot, and TLA slumps against it, barely conscious, blood running from his forehead. The pole’s single bulb flickers above him.)
Ryan Wilson: This ends now, you won’t interfere with my legacy anymore.
(Ryan turns and walks back across the lot. Vincent and Silas glance at each other.)
Vincent Mondrian: Ryan what are you doing?
(Ryan doesn’t answer. He walks to the black sedan, opens the door, and slides behind the wheel. The engine ROARS to life! The headlights snap on and flood the lot in white light, blinding TLA against his pole. Silas takes a slow, careful step backward. Even he looks uncertain.)
Silas Mason: Ryan…perhaps a pin would suffice?
(The engine revs. Ryan grips the wheel, eyes locked on TLA through the windshield. On the ground, Bethany lifts her head. Through the gravel and glass and blood, she sees the headlights, the pole, and TLA’s limp shape in front of them. Her hand claws into the dirt.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: COME ON! TLA! WAKE UP!
(TLA barely lifts his head. He squints into the blinding light, the neon sign buzzing overhead. The sedan lurches forward, tires spitting gravel, engine screaming! Inside the car, Ryan tightens his grip on the wheel. The car CRASHES headfirst into the light pole! The airbag deploys and a cloud of thick white smoke billows up from the crumpled hood and swallows the entire lot!)
(There was silence. Bethany lifts her head from the gravel, blinking through the haze.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: No…
(Vincent and Silas take a step forward, squinting.)
Silas Mason: Is…is it over? Did he…?
(Through the smoke, a figure rises near the wreck, tall and upright and moving slowly.)
Silas Mason: Ryan! There he is! Ryan, my boy!
(But it isn’t Ryan. The smoke thins. TLA steps out of the haze with blood on his face, dragging Ryan Wilson’s limp body out of the driver’s seat. Ryan’s head lolls.)
Vincent Mondrian: No…SON OF A BITCH!
(TLA staggers three steps and drops on top of Ryan, hooking the leg. He looks up at the Referee, who has been standing in the lot the whole time on her phone.)
TLA: (weakly) Cuenta… por favor.
(The Referee blinks, pops her gum, drops to her knees, and slaps the gravel.)
Referee: ONE!
(Vincent rushes forward to break it up! But a shape steps in front of him. Bethany, plants herself directly in his path with her fists at her sides.)
(He stops. He looks at her…and I mean really get a good look at her, her bloodied face and her dagger eyes. The fight goes out of him. He doesn’t move.)
Referee: Um…oh yeah! TWO!
(He should shove past her. He should grab TLA and tear him off Ryan. But he just stands there, staring, and Bethany stares right back.)
Silas Mason: Vincent! What are you doing?! BREAK IT UP!
(Bethany steps forward and SHOVES him! He hits the gravel hard, and she drops onto his chest and pins his shoulders down with both hands. He still doesn’t fight back.)
Referee: THREE!
(She rings a tiny handbell.)
(DING DING DING!)
Referee: WINNER! WINNER! La Farmacia! They are your NEW Unified Tag Team Champions!
TLA: Still…chica…still…
(TLA drops flat on his back beside Ryan, laughing weakly at the sky. Bethany doesn’t move. She and Vincent are still locked in a stare, inches apart, neither saying a word.)
(After a long moment, Bethany finally rises, brushes gravel off her knees, and picks up her Unified Tag Team Championship from the dirt. She limps over to TLA and helps him to his feet, slinging his arm over her shoulder. TLA lifts his own belt with a weak grin. The two of them stand together as La Farmacia, champions still! But Bethany glances back over her shoulder.)
(Vincent is still on the ground, still staring, and he hasn’t looked away once.)
Silas Mason: WHY?! Vincent, WHY?! You had them! You HAD them! Say something! ARE YOU AN IDIOT! WHY ARE YOU AN IDIOT?!
(Vincent says nothing. Watching Bethany and TLA take their celebration back into the ruins of Poon Palace, fading to black.)
(A commercial plays for Wolverine featuring Kirk Redwood as Sabretooth)
(The matchcard for the next match is shown off, causing the fans to spur onto their feet.)
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Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL, and it is for the EAW World Heavyweight Championship!
(Apostle’s Warning by Mobb Deep hits. Michael Machina comes out, and his displeasure and anger over everything is evident in his expression as he heads down to the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, the challenger! From Brooklyn, New York, he is the New Legend, MIIIICHAAEEEEL MAAACHIIIINAAAA!
Stew-O: Can we even call it a game face when he looks about ready to tear into Drake King tonight?
Flannery McCoy: I’d say so. There’s just some added emphasis given the history and how many times these two have clashed over the course of the past month. Nothing about this feud has been pretty or cordial, and frankly? It never will be. Michael has made it known how he feels about Drake and him having the title. He wants to do everything he can to take the title off of him tonight. By any means necessary.
(After he gets to the ring, ‘When Darkness Falls’ by Killswitch Engage hits. Drake King comes out to a chorus of boos. However, his attention remains solely on Michael, whose eyes immediately dart at him as he backs up into his corner.)
Stephie Love: And the champion! From Heaven’s Gate, he is Our Father, who art in Heaven… ‘God’, DRAAAAKE KIIIIIING!
Stew-O: Drake is just as ready to settle everything and carry out his plans for The World, as he likes to say. The very first singles meeting between these two, and the stakes couldn’t be any higher! He looks just as determined, and his eyes do not peel away from Michael whatsoever as he enters.
Jake Mercer: They both have vastly different temperaments and viewpoints. Neither of them like each other. You can expect this to be a vitriolic fight over the title, perhaps even more so than their match at Pain for Pride was!
(DING DING DING!)
(Drake and Michael step out of their respective spots. The fans cheer, their support for the challenger evident; their enthusiasm reaching the absolute heights of the arena. Yet, the former World Heavyweight Champion does not heed the chants and calls of his name, for there was only one that reverberates in his mind—and it belongs to the man, the God, that stands right before him.)
(The sight of his face is enough to make his nose crinkle in disgust.)
Stew-O: No love lost here! Even though this is the first-ever singles match between Drake King and Michael Machina, these two have such a tied history to one another. It’s like there is a red string of fate attached to their fingers, and that thread continues to run between them even now. Still, can Michael cut off that string and prove that Pain for Pride was just an unfortunate night of misfortune, or will God prove himself to be above the Machine?
Jake Mercer: We’re going to find out soon enough, that’s for certain!
(And Michael refuses to wait for that answer.)
Flannery McCoy: Michael darts in to start off, and he pushes Drake back into the corner! Already the challenger is beginning to unload with a series of punches, aiming everywhere! Face, chest, stomach, arms—nothing is being spared here! The champion is forced into playing defense while the fans are calling for his blood! This is going to get nasty, and fast!
(…)
(…)
(…?)
Jake Mercer: Michael… eases off a bit. He looks on, eyes blown wide in surprise as Drake is—is laughing.
(Those laughs continue to permeate. The champion eases out of the corner, looking right at Michael. Confusion quickly blends into frustration; frustration, leading into anger.)
Michael Machina: (off-mic) What the hell is so funny, jackass? Huh?
(Drake’s mirthful vocalizations simmers into chuckles, sifting low in his throat. Fingers trail along the cheek, blossoming with a faint red from where it was stricken at.)
Drake King: (off-mic) It’s just… you feel it too, don’t you? All of that rage which boils in your veins; the frustration that sits and stews?
(Drake tilts his head, eyes landing more intently.)
Drake King: (off-mic) Now, you know how I had to feel watching you parade around the title as though it truly belonged to you when it never did.
Flannery McCoy: :lupe:
(The fans pelt Drake with boos. However, Michael does not bother dignifying him with a response.)
Stew-O: There doesn’t seem to be any panic stemming from Drake, even as Michael latches onto his shoulders and TOSSES him towards the middle of the ring! The champion grimaces as he lands on the tailbone, but the challenger is intent on not letting up, storming towards him as he closes the distance. Michael mounts, and he begins to pepper him again with those punches! Fist after fist comes down harshly and quickly, eager and determined to batter Drake as much as possible after everything that has transpired!
Flannery McCoy: It was always going to devolve into this. By no means was this match ever going to be a technical clinic. These two absolutely despise each other, but in the case of Michael, he has made it known how much he does not respect Drake King! He wants to end his reign together and bring back a sense of normalcy to Dynasty!
Jake Mercer: Alright, chill out. What do you even mean by that!?
Flannery McCoy: I mean, we won’t have some religious psycho at the helm leading our brand! Let alone a guy who has proven how volatile he can be!
Jake Mercer: Oh, lord. There truly is no saving you.
Stew-O: And there may not be any saving Drake King has Michael has elected to raise him up, popping him onto the shoulders immediately! Already he’s seeking for something potentially devastating that can emphatically make this match a contest that favors him!
(…)
Michael Machina: (off-mic) Fuck are you laughing for again?
Drake King: (off-mic) You’re not going to get far behaving like this with me.
Stew-O: Drake slips off, and he CHOP BLOCKS MICHAEL BEHIND THE KNEE! Michael grunts out as he collapses down onto the left one! Drake shifts to the front, and Michael takes a swipe at him, hitting him in the stomach! However, Drake only flinches, and wraps his arms around his head, forcing him up to his feet! Michael manages to shove him off, however! Drake stumbles, paving the way for the challenger to try and take him out—and KING REVERSES THE ATTEMPT, KICKING HIM DOWN WITH A BOOT TO THE CHEST! Michael coughs, seated, and clutching the right knee!
Jake Mercer: So far, despite the earlier attempts of a flurry, Drake has been able to weather the storm. He shoots for the ropes and comes back, GOING FOR A PENALTY KICK! RIGHT FOR THE FACE!
Flannery McCoy: NO! Michael falls back to avoid it, and he reaches up, dragging Drake down! Roll-up here, and the shoulders are down on the mat!
(ONEEEEEEEEEEE—)
Stew-O: Quick kickout—WAIT! MICHAEL STILL HAS HOLD OF HIM! HE BEGINS TO LIFT DRAKE UP INTO THE AIR, RIGHT INTO A POWERBOMB POSITION…
Jake Mercer: But the knee Drake targeted buckles, and Michael goes down, hissing and cursing underneath his breath! Already it seems like that’s going to be a major issue for him!
Flannery McCoy: :lupe: !! Definitely not good! Michael is at least attempting to get back up—but he eats a dropkick for his troubles! Machina rolls towards the ropes and uses them to help steady himself, still determined to get back up and fight. However, Drake is creeping in, and from behind, he locks him into an inverted headlock, dragging him away! He’s leading him to the center!
Stew-O: The challenger refuses to remain idle; refuses to be a victim of these circumstances, and he’s hitting Drake across the face again even with this uncomfortable position! Seems like it’s thwarting him, too! The size advantage is helping him as he’s able to strike him over and over again! It looks like Drake may have to let go… which he does!
Jake Mercer: That last punch did catch him good. Michael straightens up, only to whirl around, swinging his arm WILDLY OUT! LARIAT!
Flannery McCoy: Drake scouted it! He laces his arm around his and drops down, cracking his neck against his shoulder! Goodness! Michael holds onto that, and Drake grabs him, pulling him down with an inverted DDT! The champion crawls over and hooks a leg, making a point to add pressure to the right knee while doing so!
(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE—)
Stew-O: Arm is raised, breaking up the pin—yet, Drake spots it, and he shifts quickly, looking for an armbar to cinch in!
Jake Mercer: God is doing some fine work if I do say so myself, not leaving any room for Michael to catch his breath in. He already knows how easy it is for him to overwhelm if he gets the ball going, so, he’s trying to stop the momentum permanently before it even has a chance of picking up!
Flannery McCoy: And all the while, ‘God’ is looking mighty smug about it. :francis: Go figure.
Stew-O: Drake’s ego does have a habit of flaring up at the wrong times, but right now, he is able to keep the control that Michael is unable to wrangle out from him currently!
Flannery McCoy: … actually, hand on a sec—Michael is able to lock his hands, and that’s making it hard for Drake to fully pull back and get the submission applied properly! There’s a flicker of irritation from God, but he stands, and instead opts to STOMP DOWN on the arm! Goodness!
Jake Mecer: A little bit of brutality never hurt anyone! Well, unless you’re Michael, that is.
Stew-O: Drake ceases the stomps, and goes back in to grab—BUT MICHAEL BOOTS HIM IN THE FACE! He staggers into the corner, holding his right eye! Looks like Machina was able to get a good shot in with that. He pops back up and advances forward, reaching on in, but Drake drops down and trips him, causing Michael to fall into the middle rope! Drake shakes his head and runs to the opposite set, coming back in! He gets a pinpoint dropkick to the back! Michael doesn’t have time to recover, however; Drake forces him up, and traps his leg around that rope! DRAGON SCREW! Goodness!
Jake Mercer: :yikes: He isn’t playing around, that’s for certain! Michael may have been coming into this match on a mission, but the champion is showing thus far he isn’t about to let this turn into a redemption story for the New Legend! Michael favors that knee and rolls away, unable to get up this time, whereas Drake checks his eye out one more time. Looks like he can see just fine! He heads on over and STOMPS down on that knee, once again doing good to whittle down whatever distance there may be between them. So far, Michael hasn’t been able to fire back with a proper response against this sort of offense being initiated against him.
Flannery McCoy: And with all of the brawls, all of the scraps these two have been entangled with in the build-up for this match, you just have to imagine all of those lingering, nagging aches and pain have carried into this evening. Michael still has that wound from where he was busted open at—and it looks like Drake may have honed in on it, because he’s taking it upon himself to mount Michael and attack with a bevy of punches aimed for that spot! He’s intent on aggravating it!
Stew-O: But Michael is able to shove him off! No blood coming out! Drake hurries back in, yanking him up by the shoulders—Forearm by Machina! And he put as much of his weight as he could into that blow, causing the world champion to stagger! Drake manages to recenter and comes in with a harsh kick to the stomach, doubling him over! Michael’s in a vulnerable spot!
Jake Mercer: He certainly is! Drake rushes in, and comes in with a clothesline–!
Flannery McCoy: POWERSLAM! What a counter! The entire ring just shook from the impact, and Drake looks like all of the wind was taken out from him! Michael follows it up with a pin attempt!
(ONEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(TWO—)
Stew-O: Shoulder up at two; not enough to win, but enough to have thwarted Drake’s growing dominance. The champion immediately rolls toward the corner in order to create some separation, and you can tell how much that powerslam rattled him. He winces slightly, and all the while, Michael is steadily rising back up to his feet. He can’t put a lot of pressure onto that knee, but he’s standing, and he’s making the trek across to catch up to the champion. He’s practically glaring at him.
Flannery McCoy: And Michael is about to light him up if those eyes are anything to go by! He forces his arms behind the ropes, and peels back with a chop landing flushed against the chest! Just that one hit alone is enough to get the area to burn with a bright red, and Michael follows it up with a stiff haymaker, cracking Drake across the forehead! Another backhand chop, and the champion looks like he’s about to slump over!
Stew-O: Michael is beginning to find his rhythm. One more punch for good measure, and that dizzies Drake King! Michael takes hold of him and lifts the champion up onto his shoulders before sliding him down onto his back in an inverted backpack-like position. He heads back over towards the middle of the ring… but you can see Drake beginning to kick and flail his legs! He’s hurt, but not entirely stunned!
Jake Mercer: He’s wiggling around—and it works! He slips down, taking Michael down with a sunset-esque pin!
(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(TWOOOOOOOO—)
Flannery McCoy: KICKOUT! Drake shoots to get up—ONLY TO GET BARRELED DOWN WITH A SHOULDER TACKLE, AND MICHAEL PUT EVERYTHING INTO THAT! Goodness! He almost hit him with the same sort of veracity he would if he landed that spear!
Stew-O: An absolutely awful collision for Drake King. This is the sort of thing he was trying to avoid, but it seems like even with certain body parts and injuries being exploited, Michael Machina has found that pace and aggression that has helped him become a multi-time world champion—and if he is able to keep this up, then perhaps the EAW World Heavyweight Championship will be returned to him!
Jake Mercer: Returned? Look, no disrespect to Big Mike and all, but why are we acting as if he’s some shining knight in brolic armor for Dynasty? Drake King is still Drake King, regardless of whatever egomaniac tendencies he apparently has. He’s done good for this promotion and himself!
Flannery McCoy: Yeah–himself. You cannot be serious right now, but you know what? This isn’t about us continuing to argue over that, and frankly, Michael’s intent on making sure there won’t be any arguments about where he personally stands. He hoists Drake up, flipping him onto his shoulders with an INSANE deadlift, and whirls around, gaining more and more speed! He flips Drake down, sending him PLUMMETING DOWN ONTO THE STOMACH! I don’t think I’ve seen him pull that off before!
Stew-O: Would liken it to a spinning gutbuster of sorts! Drake immediately flails and scurries over to the corner, holding his abdomen as agony contorts his face! Meanwhile, Michael is breathing heavy, eyes never shifting away from him! You can tell he’s about ready to tear into him.
Jake Mercer: :lupe: Can’t deny that. And with the way he’s positioning himself… I think he’s gonna go for the ‘Bullet From Hell’!
Flannery McCoy: The fans believe so, too! They’re up on their feet, cheering and calling for the end! Meanwhile, Drake is unaware of what’s happening as he’s using the ropes to help pull himself up! He turns, and MICHAEL IS RUSHING AT HIM! HE DARTS IN! SPEAR!
(CLUUUUUUUUUUNK!!!)
Stew-O: RIGHT INTO THE STEEL POST!
Crowd: :damn: :damn: :damn:
Jake Mercer: AND HE SPILLS TO THE OUTSIDE! HOLY CRAP! IF HIS SHOULDER ISN’T DISLOCATED FROM THAT, THEN I WOULD BE SHOCKED!
Flannery McCoy: Oh, goodness… Michael is in a world of hurt right before our eyes! Hand immediately shoots for the right shoulder, and Drake is able to be given a bit of respite. He sees what’s happening, and he’s… he’s laughing again!? What is with this son of a bitch!?
Stew-O: Drake has said how Michael continues to see red; how his rage, at times, can blind him, and that could very well be the case! Machina may have paid a heavy price thanks to that! Meanwhile, the champion makes his way outside, no doubt looking to take advantage of this!
Jake Mercer: Michael’s rolling over onto his side, as grueling as it is for him, and Drake comes in with a KNEE TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD! Damn!
Flannery McCoy: Michael is damn-near out! However, Drake is doing his best to work quickly and push him back into the ring! It’s a difficult endeavor, as one can imagine… but, he manages to roll him in! And Drake now scales to the top, while Michael is barely moving at all!
Stew-O: Drake doesn’t usually go to the top unless he has something major in mind. He stands at the top, and the fans are all standing as well, if only to boo him!
Jake Mercer: They can do that all they want; it’s not getting to him! Not anymore! He looks down at Michael and shakes his head.
Drake King: (off-mic) Your rage shall be the death of you.
Stew-O: Drake takes off, AND COMES DOWN WITH THE PHOENIX SPLASH! ALL OF HIS BODY WEIGHT CRASHES INTO MICHAEL, AND THE CHAMPION HOOKS THE LEG, GETTING THE COVER! WILL THIS BE IT!?
(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
(THREE—)
Flannery McCoy: NO! KICKOUT! AND THE FANS ARE GOING CRAZY AS MICHAEL MACHINA IS ABLE TO PERSIST! DRAKE DOESN’T LOOK ALL THAT HAPPY BY IT, EITHER!
Stew-O: He thought that could’ve been it, but even with the damage inflicted, Michael refuses to stay down! He doesn’t want to lose to Drake! He doesn’t want to see him continue to carry the World Heavyweight Championship! He wants to put an end to this reign of terror before it has the chance to truly begin!
Jake Mercer: Reign of terror is insane.
Flannery: Yet, that’s how many people view it as, and with this whole God persona he has taken on, it’s hard to not get a bad feeling! Still, Drake is getting a move on; backpedaling, trying to strike before Michael has the chance to recover for even a single second! Machina is on his hands and knees, and Drake sees his chance!
Stew-O: We all know what he’s thinking! He darts in and LEAPS UP! CURBSTOMP!
(…)
Jake Mercer: HOLY SHIT! HE GOES DOWN!
Flannery McCoy: POP-UP CLOTHESLINE JUST SPIKED HIM DOWN ONTO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD! MICHAEL COLLAPSES! THAT—THAT COUNTER LITERALLY CAME OUT OF NOWHERE! HOW WAS HE ABLE TO DO THAT!?
(It’s a wonder—especially when Michael hit Drake with the hurt arm. Pure instincts guided him in that moment, and while it exacerbated the pain lighting up his shoulder, it was enough to curtail what could’ve sealed the deal for the defending champion to win.)
Stew-O: I don’t know! It took part of Michael out, but it worked! Drake is hardly moving, and Michael is trudging through the discomfort, teeth gritting into each other as he forces himself to stand.
(Michael trembles, latching on to the shoulder. He sneers down at Drake, nothing but hate and venom fueling his body at this rate.)
Michael Machina: (off-mic) Nah, motherfucker… my rage is gonna be the death of you.
Flannery McCoy: Michael Machina forces the dazed Drake King up! The champion can barely stand! However, the challenger sees his target and he charges right in for THE ‘BULLET FROM HELL’, WIPING HIM COMPLETELY OUT!
Stew-O: HE GETS IT! HE GETS IT ALL! DRAKE KING GETS SPLIT IN HALF, RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING, AND MICHAEL SHOOTS IN FOR THE COVER!
(The fans are on their feet, the pulse in the arena arriving to a fever pitch. They count along with the referee, sensing the end was near.)
(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
(THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE…..!)
(…)
(…)
(And they are left exasperated.)
Stew-O: DRAKE KING GETS THE SHOULDER UP IN TIME! THIS MATCH IS NOT OVER!
(Half of the crowd reacts with frustration, whilst the other half in disappointment. Boos begin to trickle out as the World Heavyweight Champion is able to keep the match alive for himself. Michael sits up, and he himself is annoyed with the circumstance. Anger brings his hands to curl tightly around his ankles; an attempt to stabalize—yet, the pressure is enough to bruise himself.)
Jake Mercer: Well, it was never going to be an easy match, huh? Michael knew it.
Flannery McCoy: Yeah, but he hit that spear perfectly, right in the center of the ring and everything. On any other occasion, that would’ve won the match. However, Michael knows that the momentum still favors him. He just has to get up and continue attacking.
Stew-O: Which he seems to be getting a move on in order to do. He grabs hold of Drake, taking him by the hair, and pulls a fist back…
(CRACK!)
Stew-O: What a hard punch! I think he got him right on the nose!
(CRACK!)
Jake Mercer: There’s another, same spot! He–
(CRACK!)
Jake Mercer: Oh.
(CRACK!)
(CRACK!)
(CRACK!)
Flannery McCoy: I, I think Michael is taking out his frustrations through these hits!
(CRACK!)
(CRACK!)
(CRACK!)
(CRACK!)
(CRACK!)
Stew-O: And with that final shot, he cracked Drake’s nose open! Blood is gushing out and trickling down at a fast rate! Michael lets him go, and God falls back onto the canvas!
(Michael towers over the champion, deep, heavy breaths taken. His chest rises and falls with a slow drag, as though the tension was pressing down on it. He glances down at his knuckles, seeing the scarlet-toned splatter all across his knuckles.)
Flannery McCoy: Jeez. What a view…
(Michael peers down at Drake one last time.)
(There is no movement.)
(No twitch.)
(No response.)
Michael Machina: (off-mic) Damn. All that shit talk and preachin’, just for you to go out like a little bitch.
(He snorts, and drags the near-lifeless champion onto his shoulder. By then, the one that is hurt begins to blaze in pain, and part of his adrenaline has died down, making Michael pause briefly. However, he sucks in his bottom lip and forces an exhale out through his nose, doing everything he can to mentally block out the piercing sensation.)
(His eyes lay at the top turnbuckle.)
(He knows what must be done.)
Stew-O: Michael Machina is by the corner, and slowly but surely, he’s easing himself up to the top, all while having the deadweight of the champion on him. How he is even able to move in this state is a wonder, but we’ve seen many, many times already that when Michael is motivated, he is going to push past his own limits if it means he can win.
Jake Mercer: Yeah, but on the flipside, there’s a risk. I get he’s trying to ensure he can keep Drake King down for good; both Elitists know how resilient the other one is, but given the tacked-on injuries… the shoulder… even the knee? He is playing quite a dangerous gambit here. He’s gonna have to make sure that whatever he pulls off here is going to be the definitive exclamation point, or Drake is gonna rewrite the damn sentence for himself to end!
Flannery McCoy: You are right on that—and frankly, it’s one of the few things we can agree on when it comes to the champion. Drake is an opportunist, so one miscalculation can ruin everything for Michael. Yet, he’s up, and it’s looking like he’s shifting Drake so that he can be placed in a powerbomb position!
Stew-O: We’ve seen Michael having to utilize an avalanche version of the .50 Cal Powerbomb a few times before, and whenever he has done it, it has sealed the victory for him! He has Drake on the lap, and now, he’s going ahead to lift the champion…!
???: (off-mic) Ahehehe…
(Michael stops briefly, looking right into the chuckling face of Drake King. Teeth are bathed by the blood that has continued to pour out steadily.)
Drake King: (off-mic) Oh, Michael… you truly will never understand… such a disappointment.
(Michael glowers.)
Michael Machina: (off-mic) Shut the fuck up you stupid, annoying monologuing bitch. You’re giving the other Drake a run for his money at this rate.
(Michael reaffirms his grasp on Drake, going for another lift… but his shoulder aches, and he hisses. The reaction only makes Drake cackle out.)
Drake King: (off-mic) You idiot! You moron! Can’t you see!? In trying to destroy me, you have destroyed yourself in the process! But you could never admit your own faults. All this time, you highlight my own, refusing to turn the mirror around so you can see your wretched reflection—
(CRACK!)
Michael Machina: (off-mic) I said to SHUT THE FUCK UP!
Stew-O: HEADBUTT! DRAKE’S EYES FLUTTER AFTER THAT COLLISION, AND MICHAEL IS JUST BOILING WITH ANGER AT THIS RATE! HE REACHES FOR HIS THROAT!
(Hands clamp down with their vice grip. Arms tremble. Everything seeps out, and Michael ignores how the wound on his head has reopened, causing a trail of blood to seep down his nose.)
(Drake, even with his airways being constricted, laughs.)
Flannery McCoy: Drake is just making him even more mad! I don’t know if this is smart at all!
Jake Mercer: A precarious spot here! Michael is choking the life out of him, but… Drake isn’t even attempting to get out of this! What gives?
(…)
Drake King: (off-mic) You… are… so pathetic…
(…)
Drake King: (off-mic) You could never end me… and you… will never… end this…
(…)
Drake King: (off-mic) You cannot kill God.
(Michael doesn’t even dignify Drake with a response. His hands remain at his throat, and he stands, raising him up high into the air.)
Stew-O: What is this?? Is he going to go for a chokebomb from there!?
Jake Mercer: :damn:
Flannery McCoy: He is! Michael has him up, and LEAPS OFF!
(CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSHHHHH!!!)
(…)
Stew-O: BUT DRAKE KING REVERSED IT WITH A HURRICANRANA!!
Jake Mercer: OH MY GOD!
Crowd: :damn: :damn:
Flannery McCoy: I think Michael landed awkwardly on that shoulder, too! He’s favoring it as he tries to get up, but he slips! Down onto his knees—
Stew-O: AND DRAKE SENDS HIM DOWN WITH ‘JUDGMENT DAY’!! CURB STOMP HAS LANDED! MICHAEL MACHINA IS OUT, AND DRAKE DROPS INTO A PIN!
(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
(THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(…)
Flannery McCoy: SHOULDER UP! THE FANS CHEER! MICHAEL MACHINA KICKS OUT—BUT DRAKE IMMEDIATELY GRABS THAT ARM, AND CINCHES IN THE ARMBAR HE WAS LOOKING FOR EARLIER IN THE MATCH! HE’S GOT IT THIS TIME!
Jake Mercer: HE WAS QUICK WITH IT! NO WASTED MOTION OR TIME! MICHAEL CAN BARELY EVEN REACT; THAT’S HOW MUCH PAIN HE IS IN!
Stew-O: AND THE FANS ARE TRYING TO ROAR HIM BACK TO LIFE! MEANWHILE, DRAKE REACHES ALL THE WAY BACK, LAUGHING AS HE’S LOOKING TO SUBMIT HIM FULLY, PERHAPS EVEN FORCE THE LIMB TO BREAK! AND IF THAT ENDS UP HAPPENING, THIS MATCH IS GOOD AS OVER!
Flannery McCoy: Michael reaches for the ropes, but they’re too far! He’s not gonna get to them! Drake wrenches back, and there’s a real threat of a dislocation happening!
(Drake’s laughs burn in Michael’s ear. His shoulder and arm are pulled to an obscene degree. His fingers curl, and anyone else in his position would tap out immediately.)
(… his hand slams the mat.)
Stew-O: AND MICHAEL DIGS HIS NAILS INTO THE CANVAS, FORCING HIS WAY UP! HE HAS DRAKE’S SHOULDERS PRESSED INTO THE MAT! THE REFEREE COUNTS!
(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
(THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE….!)
Jake Mercer: DRAKE KICKS OUT! HE KICKS OUT! THE CHAMPION HURRIES AND POPS BACK UP, RUNNING TO MICHAEL—!!
Flannery McCoy: SPINEBUSTER!!! MICHAEL CATCHES HIM WITH THAT, AND HE FALLS DOWN! BOTH ELITISTS ARE SPRAWLED OUT ONTO THE MAT! MICHAEL HOLDS ON TO HIS ARM, WHEREAS DRAKE IS UNMOVING!
Stew-O: And what a crucial move that he needed! He thwarts Drake’s momentum with that one! Yet, Michael is unable to move quickly. He grimaces as he sits up, clutching that arm. Some of the audience members are beginning to look concerned here, but Michael is doing his best to get up!
Jake Mercer: He looks winded on top of it, but… he’s on his feet–just barely, but he’s up! Drake coughs, and his entire face is covered in blood now, but he slowly sits up… all while Michael backs himself up!
Flannery McCoy: He’s gonna go for the spear again!
Stew-O: Eyes are locked on! The champion is right in the center of the ring!
(Michael waits until Drake is up completely before he takes off…)
Flannery McCoy: ‘BULLET FROM HELL’!!
(…)
Stew-O: NO! MICHAEL’S KNEE GIVES OUT, AND HE BUCKLES UNDERNEATH HIS WEIGHT!
Michael Machina: (off-mic) FUCK!
Stew-O: Michael slams his fist down in frustration, but he hurries and scrambles up, trying to recover! Drake is still dazed and confused! Michael races towards him one last time, and shoots in! SPEAR!
Jake Mercer: RIGHT INTO THE PEDIGREE! DRAKE KING CATCHES HIM WITH THE ‘ASCENSION’ AND STUMBLES AND TRIPS BACK INTO THE ROPES!
Flannery McCoy: But he uses the bounce the rebound, and the momentum carries him forward, CONNECTING WITH THE ‘GUILLOTINE’!!
Stew-O: SICK KICK SENDS MACHINA DOWN ENTIRELY! DRAKE DRAPS HIS ARM OVER HIS CHEST! THE REFEREE SLIDES DOWN, AND THE FANS BEGIN TO BOO AS THE COUNT INITIATES!
(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!)
(THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!)
(DING DING DING!)
Stew-O: THAT IS IT! THIS ONE IS OVER!
(The fans are livid as ‘When Darkness Falls’ by Killswitch Engage blares out. Drake King does not move; likely exhausted with his own adrenaline beginning to die off. Michael Machina is all but knocked out. Pain and blood are shared between the two enemies, but in the end, the champion lives to see another day.)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner, aaannnnd STIIIILLL THE EAW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION… DRAAAAAAKE KIIIIIIIING!!!
Stew-O: Brutal. Just an absolutely brutal and physical contest, yet, Drake King is able to emerge victorious, and with that, Michael Machina’s chances of winning back the EAW World Heavyweight Champion are over.
Flannery McCoy: Oh, God. Towards the end, his body just gave out. If he didn’t have that issue with his knee, I have no doubt he would’ve hit that spear and we would be looking at a different outcome.
Jake Mercer: Well, Michael gave him a fight, as to be expected, but… God is here to stay, man. Don’t know what else to say.
(After a moment, Drake shifts. He looks down at Michael, and slowly shakes his head.)
Drake King: (off-mic) Like I said… you know how I feel now… and the anger will consume you… far worse than it did tonight…
(The referee hands him back the championship. Drake has a hold of it… but before he gets up, he takes a bit of Michael’s blood onto his thumb and smears it across the centerplate.)
Drake King: (off-mic) Whoever is slow to anger has great understanding, but he who has a hasty temper exalts folly…
(And he limps up, standing before everyone with Michael’s blood as proof of this folly.)
Flannery McCoy: … I am just sick to my stomach.
(The final shot does not land upon Drake, but rather, the disoriented, red-stained gaze of the fallen challenger as he lays behind him. The camera gradually zooms out, and from there, Territorial Invasion fades to commercials.)
(A commercial plays for Onimusha: Way of the Sword.)
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(Finally, the camera returns to ringside for the final time. The cage has already been lowered onto the two rings, and after a good shot of what nine Elitists will be competing in, the camera pans over to Bella Braxton.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen… The following contest is the 2026 WAR GAMES MATCH!!!!!
(The crowd explodes with this announcement, before they quickly quiet down, waiting in anticipation until…)
(‘Just Stop’ by Disturbed hits!)
(Showdown’s team Captain Pandora Paisley begins to walk out, alongside her teammates, Jon Kelton and the 24/7 contract holder, Damien Kutcher. Damien appears confident as he takes in the reception, while Pandora and Kelton look towards each other, focused ahead of this opportunity. After a brief word is shared between the three, Kelton and Damien agree to step into the cage on the stage, where those waiting to enter the match stay. Pandora Paisley then walks down the ramp, not showing any fear as she approaches the War Games structure.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first… The team of Pandora Paisley, Jon Kelton and 24/7 contract holder Damien Kutcher… TEAM SHOWDOWN!!!!
Stew-O: Here comes team Showdown, and while this isn’t my team I can’t deny how much they want this win. This could be the biggest win in all of their careers thus far, and one thing that can never be underestimated is just how much Elitists of this caliber will be willing to do in order to get what they are after. They’re hungry, and that’ll make them dangerous.
Gavin Kirkland: THAT’S MY TEAM!! LET’S GO! Pandora, Kelton and Damien are obviously on the same page! They don’t have the issues that the other teams do, and with everything riding on this, I have NO doubt Showdown is gonna pull through with the win!
Persephone: Alright, alright we get it. I don’t know who let Pandora Paisley lead a team, but Voltage’s team is a complete trainwreck so I don’t know. Maybe Showdown can actually get the job done. They all have chips on their shoulder or something, that should help them out.
(Pandora Paisley steps into the cage, nodding as she knows the match she was preparing for is finally here. After this she just turns towards the stage, waiting for the next team.)
(‘ULTRA INSTINCT THEME’ by Carameii is the theme that follows, bringing out BRAE, the Captain of team Dynasty. Of course, BRAE is joined by none other than Cy Henderson and Kirk Redwood, making up the entirety of team Dynasty. While these three don’t have the bond of the blue brand’s team, Kirk and Cy are willing to just get this over with, heading into the cage on the stage so BRAE can start the match himself. Showing no hesitation, BRAE eagerly heads down to the ramp for his second consecutive War Games.)
Bella Braxton: Next on their way to the ring… The team of BRAE, Cy Henderson and Kirk Redwood… TEAM DYNASTY!!!!
Stew-O: And here comes team Dynasty– the team of my choosing. BRAE was in this match just last year, Kirk Redwood has been on the rise all throughout 2026 and I don’t even think we need to mention just how incredible of a career Cy Henderson has had. These three are bound to be a huge threat, and I would be more than happy to see them bring Dynasty the win this year.
Gavin Kirkland: I don’t know if I care for the all men team. They’re all tough though, I won’t deny that! BRAE does have the experience in this match– and Cy has the experience in general. All three of them are going to be problems, but I don’t think they’ll be any match for the blue brand!
Persephone: I guess. I don’t know why every team has to have some fossil on it. Voltage has Damon, Dynasty has Cy and Showdown has “Jon Kelton”. I guess the one positive is that all three of the team Dynasty members aren’t afraid of getting hurt, so they should be willing to make this not boring.
(BRAE rushes straight into the War Games cage, and once there, there’s a brief staredown between himself and Pandora Paisley. This doesn’t last long however, as the two turn towards the stage.)
(Finally, ‘Until It Sleeps’ by Metallica begins to play. Slowly, Damon Lazarus makes his presence known as he walks out to loud boos. Auburn Ware and the Specialists Champion Saori Aizen follow, and it seems they already know what the plan is. Saori and Auburn, despite their own feelings about each other, seem to have the same thing in mind as they enter the cage. Damon Lazarus is left after this, walking towards the ring with a stare that’s almost too calm given the circumstances, looking only towards his opponents already inside of the War Games cage.)
Bella Braxton: And last on their way to the ring… The team of Damon Lazarus, Auburn Ware and the Specialists Champion Saori Aizen… TEAM VOLTAGE!!!!!
Persephone: There’s no way that old fuck is starting off the match. Can he do that??? Is he going to die???
Stew-O: Dynasty and Showdown had both of their Captains starting, so it was only fitting that Team Voltage followed their lead! This team may just have the most complicated dynamic of the three, but that’s no way to judge how they’ll perform. All three participants are super talented. We’ll just have to see if they can co-exist as they planned to.
Gavin Kirkland: I–
Persephone: Don’t even say anything, Gavin. We get it. Damon whipped them into shape, Auburn always wanted to be in War Games and Saori would rather not look like a loser while Champion. Whatever, they better not make my brand look any worse than it already does.
(DING! DING! DING!)
(For a moment, there was silence; the three Captains inside of the ring, along with the crowd here tonight in Oxford, waited with bated breath. This was it; this is what this past month has been building toward, all this hate, animosity, it culminates tonight.)
(And nobody wanted to waste any time. In fact, time was of the essence.)
Stew-O: CAT’S PAW TO BRAE!
Gavin Kirkland: PANDORA SHOOTS OUT OF HER CORNER AND WASTES NO TIME WITH A SUPERKICK TO THE JAW! DAMON IMMEDIATELY CHARGES AT HER WITH A CLOTHESLINE-
Persephone: PANDORA MANAGES TO DUCK UNDER IT THOUGH!
Stew-O: # PANDORUM!
Gavin Kirkland: DAMON MANAGES TO DUCK UNDER IT THOUGH BEFORE WINDING UP AND NAILING HER AGAINST THE JAW WITH A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! Pandora staggers backward and falls against the ropes, backing herself against the Wargames cage before rushing forward!
Persephone: BUT DAMON DUCKS UNDER BEFORE GRABBING A HOLD OF THE SMALL WOMAN BY THE ANKLE! LIFTING HER OFF THE GROUND BEFORE RUNNING HER DIRECTLY INTO THE CAGE WITH A STUN GUN!
Stew-O: Damon is the only one standing, but that might not be for long! BRAE is trying his best to recover, but before he can completely bring himself up to a vertical base, Damon has already completely shifted and made his way over to him!
Gavin Kirkland: But BRAE is beginning to fight back! He explodes toward Damon and starts to connect with a barrage of forearm strikes directly to the face! This match has started full speed ahead, and Dynasty is trying to weather the storm, BUT DAMON CONNECTS WITH A KNEE STRAIGHT TO THE ABDOMEN! He grabs a hold of BRAE by the arm and sends him toward the ropes!
Persephone: BRAE LAUNCHES INTO THE AIR AND CONNECTS WITH A HUGE CLOTHESLINE TO TAKE HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND, THOUGH! I’m not gunna lie to you; one wrong move and BRAE might kill our Team Captain. I don’t think Damon can take any of his moves.
Stew-O: Well, we’re certainly going to find out! BRAE grabs a hold of Damon as he tries to recover and starts to lift him up onto his shoulders! Pandora is slowly rising back up to her feet, and I think BRAE realizes that!
Gavin Kirkland: AS HE LAUNCHES DAMON STRAIGHT INTO PANDORA TO TOPPLE THEM BOTH DOWN TO THE GROUND! WHAT A DISPLAY OF STRENGTH!
Persephone: Eh, wasn’t that impressive. He’s going to have to do a lot more to take me off my feet, and I doubt that really angry midget is going to be able to do that. BRAE grabs a hold of Pandora and brings her up, before running her forward and slamming her against the corner! And he quickly brings his arm back and goes for a chop directly to the chest!
Stew-O: But Pandora manages to block it just in time! She pushes away as she looks to recover- BUT AS BRAE TRIES TO ATTACK, DAMON COMES FROM BEHIND AND COMPLETELY BLINDSIDES HIM WITH A CLOTHESLINE!
Gavin Kirkland: Pandora tries to come to her senses, BUT DAMON TAKES HIS KNEE AND DRIVES IT DIRECTLY INTO HER STOMACH! TAKING THE AIR OUT OF HER LUNGS! And now he’s beginning to devise a plan, looking to deliver some devastating offense!
Persephone: A match like War Games, and the best thing that you can think of is a fucking Superplex? We’re doomed. We’re fucking doomed.
Stew-O: Well, I will say that if he connects with this, it will be able to pay dividends in the early goings! Damon goes under and lifts Pandora up onto the top turnbuckles, and he’s looking to take a risk from the high rent district while he has the chance!
Gavin Kirkland: And now Damon is beginning to make his way up himself, looking to join her! He starts to trade punches directly to the face, not looking to let up, but Pandora is beginning to fight back as well!
Persephone: AND SHE STOPS DAMON AS SHE GOES DIRECTLY FOR THE EYES! SHE STARTS TO GOUGE THEM AS SHE RAKES, BLINDING DAMON MOMENTARILY! And Pandora isn’t making a move immediately, instead the way that she’s getting out of harm’s way is by opting to start climbing up the cage! Perhaps looking for something bigger than that!
Stew-O: But Damon isn’t allowing for that! He quickly delivers a shot to the back that forces her back down, before grabbing her by the head, looking to set her up! AS HE LIFTS HER OFF OF THE TOP ROPE AND ATTEMPTS FOR A SUPERPLEX!
Gavin Kirkland: BUT PANDORA DELIVERS A PUNCH DIRECTLY TO THE SIDE THAT STOPS DAMON JUST IN TIME! His grip loosens on Pandora as she’s quick to take advantage, SHOVING HIM OFF OF THE TOP ROPE AND DROPPING HIM DOWN ONTO THE CANVAS! And now Pandora is perched up on top, looking to follow that one up!
Persephone: AS PANDORA LEAPS INTO THE AIR AND GOES FOR THE PRICE TAG! DIVING ELBOW DROP DIRECTLY ONTO THE CHEST OF DAMON LAZARUS!
Stew-O: BUT DAMON MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! PANDORA CLUTCHES HER ARM AS SHE TRIES TO RECOVER-
Gavin Kirkland: WAIT! WHAT THE HELL IS DAMON DOING?! HE’S WRAPPING HIS ARMS AROUND THE FACE OF PANDORA!
Persephone: IS THAT A CLOTH?! THAT’S A FUCKING CLOTH! OH MY GOD, HE’S TRYING TO DRUG HER! STOP IT! NO MEANS NO! NO MEANS NO!
Stew-O: WE KNOW WHAT THIS IS! THIS IS THE VENOM-RIDDEN CLOTH! AND HE’S TRYING TO SUBDUE PANDORA WITH IT!
Gavin Kirkland: BUT PANDORA MANAGES TO BRING HER HEAD BACK AND CONNECT WITH A HEADBUTT TO FORCE HERSELF AWAY! Pandora quickly crawls away, gasping for air and realizing what that could’ve meant for her, and who knows where the hell Damon Lazarus just pulled that from, but at the same time, who knows what’s up his sleeve for the rest of this match!
Persephone: We also know that Damon Lazarus is a fucking freak. So if you had to ask me, I’d say nothing is out of the picture. Damon tries to get back up to his feet, looking to take advantage of the opening that he’s given himself-
Stew-O: BUT BRAE JUST CAME OUT OF NOWHERE AND SENT DAMON OVER THE ROPES WITH A CLOTHESLINE! Damon lands on the metal plating between the two rings, and BRAE is quick to leave through the ropes, allowing himself some room to operate here! He grabs Damon into a front facelock, as he’s looking for something devastating right now!
Gavin Kirkland: LIFTING HIM AND DROPPING HIM DOWN ONTO THE GROUND WITH A SUPLEX ONTO THE STEEL!
Persephone: That doesn’t work out, though, as BRAE manages to slip himself free and land right behind Damon! He turns around, ONLY TO BE MET WITH A HEADBUTT DIRECTLY TO THE FACE BY BRAE! And now the former Interwire Champion grabs a hold of him and brings him between his legs, lifting him onto his shoulders into a Powerbomb position! NO! WAIT! HIS OLD ASS CAN’T TAKE THAT-
(THUD!)
Stew-O: POWERBOMB ONTO THE STEEL PLATING! DAMON CLUTCHES HIS SPINE AS HE GIVES A CRY OF PAIN! AND BRAE ISN’T DONE EITHER! I THINK WE KNOW WHAT HE’S TRYING TO SET UP FOR RIGHT NOW!
Gavin Kirkland: AS HE LEAPS INTO THE AIR AND GOES FOR RED DEATH ONTO DAMON!
Persephone: BUT DAMON MANAGES TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY OF THAT! BRAE’s forearm collides with the steel, and that had to have hurt like a motherfucker!
Stew-O: And now Damon is quickly scrambling up to his feet, and he’s grabbing a hold of BRAE while he does so and bringing him upward as well! There’s no way that he’s thinking about this, is he?!
(THUD!)
Gavin Kirkland: OH! BLACKEST EYES ONTO THE STEEL! THE HANGMAN’S DDT COMPLETELY WIPES OUT THE CAPTAIN OF TEAM DYNASTY! AND WHAT A MOVE BY DAMON LAZARUS!
Persephone: At least I can’t deny that we don’t have a pussy leading our team; I guess that’s something that I can settle for. Damon enters into the ring-
Stew-O: ONLY TO BE MET WITH A SUPERKICK DIRECTLY TO THE FACE BY PANDORA PAISLEY THAT SENDS HIM BACK THROUGH THE ROPES! CAT’S PAW CONNECTS!
Gavin Kirkland: Damon tumbles down as he realizes the situation that he’s in, seemingly retreating toward the other ring inside the War Games structure, but that’s not something that Pandora is going to allow him to do! He begins to make his way up to his feet!
Persephone: BUT PANDORA LAUNCHES ONTO THE ROPES, JUMPING TO THE OTHER RING BEFORE PUSHING OFF AS SHE TAKES DAMON DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH A SPRINGBOARD CROSSBODY! Okay, not too bad, I guess.
Stew-O: Damon is dropped to the ground, and what an aerial assault by the Showdown Team Captain as she rises back up, and he looks to get right back on the attack! Seeing BRAE in the other ring… BEFORE LEAPING ONTO THE ROPES AND JUMPING TO THE OTHER SIDE-
Gavin Kirkland: BUT AS PANDORA DIVES, BRAE LEAPS UP IN THE AIR THOUGH AND CATCHES HER WITH A JUMPING KNEE OUT OF MID-AIR! WHAT A MOVE!
Persephone: PANDORA JUST GOT KNOCKED THE FUCK OUT! AND NOW BRAE IS THROWING HIS ENTIRE BODY INTO THE AIR FOR RED DEATH!
BRAE: (Off-Mic) AHHHHHHHHHHHH-
(THUD!)
Stew-O: OH MY GOD!
Gavin Kirkland: PANDORA JUST TOOK A WRENCH OUT OF HER BOOT AND SLAMMED IT AGAINST THE FACE OF BRAE AS HE WAS FALLING INTO THE RED DEATH!
Persephone: BAHAHAHAHAHA! LOOK AT THE HEAD TRAUMA! THAT DUDE IS BLEEDING FROM HIS CRANIUM RIGHT NOW!
(Pandora slowly crawls up, beginning to laugh maniacally as she clutches the wrench to her chest. She runs her finger through the remnants of BRAE’s blood as she brings it to her lips.)
(But she doesn’t have much time to think, as the countdown starts, signaling that one of the three teams in this match is about to enter the fray with an advantage.)
TEN!
NINE!
EIGHT!
SEVEN!
SIX!
FIVE!
FOUR!
THREE!
TWO!
ONE!
BUZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!
(As a spotlight shines down, the crowd immediately is in an uproar.)
Persephone: Ugh, Dynasty.
Stew-O: HERE COMES THE CAVALRY, AS CY HENDERSON AND KIRK REDWOOD ARE BOTH RUSHING DOWN THE RAMP, LOOKING TO ASSIST THEIR TEAM CAPTAIN!
Gavin Kirkland: But look at what Pandora’s doing! She’s looking to drive the wrench that she had through the door and lock it from the inside! She realizes the numbers are against her and is trying to delay it as much as she can!
(CRACK!)
Persephone: BUT KIRK JUST TOOK A CHAIR FROM RINGSIDE AND HURLED IT DIRECTLY AGAINST THE DOOR! SENDING PANDORA STAGGERING BACK!
Stew-O: AND KIRK SLIDES INTO THE RING AND TACKLES HER DOWN TO THE GROUND, BEFORE UNLOADING WITH STRIKES DIRECTLY TO THE FACE!
(BRAE and Damon are both recovering as Kirk has begun to bring the fight to the Showdown Team Captain. Meanwhile, Cy is still outside the ring, under the apron as he’s looking to bring some equalizers into the fight.)
Gavin Kirkland: Cy enters into the ring, and I don’t even know how many weapons that he’s brought into the ring, but what matters is that he’s picked up one and he’s about to use it!
Persephone: HE HAS A FUCKING 2X4 WITH NAILS STICKING OUT OF IT, AND HE JUST DROVE IT DIRECTLY INTO THE ABDOMEN OF DAMON LAZARUS!
Stew-O: Damon doubles over as Cy rips it out before lifting it up above his head, SLAMMING IT DOWN ONTO HIS SPINE AND TAKING HIM DOWN TO A KNEE! Voltage is getting beaten down, meanwhile Kirk has grabbed a hold of the wrench and is beginning to choke out Pandora with the weapon! A more than ideal situation for Dynasty right now!
Persephone: We are so fucking cooked. I’ll go ahead and throw in the towel for Voltage.
Gavin Kirkland: Kirk releases the hold that she has on Pandora before tossing the wrench away! He grabs a hold of her and brings her up before throwing her toward the center of the ring! BRAE is already in motion as he swings through the ropes, GOING FOR A CONSTANTINE SPECIAL ONTO PANDORA!
Stew-O: BUT DAMON JUST SWOOPED IN OUT OF NOWHERE AND CAUGHT BRAE INTO THE MELLOTON SCRATCH! THE SCOOP POWERSLAM DROPS THE CAPTAIN DOWN TO THE GROUND, AND TEAM DYNASTY IS IMMEDIATELY ON ALERT!
Gavin Kirkland: AND PANDORA LEAPS THROUGH THE AIR AND CONNECTS WITH A BICYCLE KICK DIRECTLY TO THE FACE OF KIRK TO TAKE HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! CY MANAGES TO COME FROM BEHIND WITH A STRIKE AS HE GRABS A HOLD OF HER AROUND THE WAIST, LIFTING HER INTO A GERMAN SUPLEX-
Persephone: BUT PANDORA LANDS ON HER FEET! Cy tried to scramble up to his feet!
Stew-O: BUT SHE MANAGES TO LEAP INTO THE AIR AND SPIKE HIS HEAD BACK DOWN ONTO THE GROUND WITH THE FACIAL RECONSTRUCTION! THE CURB STOMP CONNECTS! AND IT LOOKS LIKE SHOWDOWN AND VOLTAGE ARE BANDING TOGETHER IN ORDER TO LEVEL THE PLAYING FIELD!
Gavin Kirkland: Kirk tries to rise back up to his feet, AS HE BLINDSIDES PANDORA-
Persephone: BUT BEFORE HE CAN, DAMON MANAGES TO GRAB KIRK BY THE HEAD, PULLING HIM TOWARD THE ROPES AS HE EXTENDS HIM! BEFORE DROPPING HIM DOWN WITH BLACKEST EYES!
Stew-O: NO! Cy manages to reach out from the other ring and grab Kirk by the ankle, yanking him out of harm’s way! The Hall of Famer realizes that the tables have turned and immediately looks to get their composure back!
(As Team Dynasty is forced to briefly regroup with one another, realizing that things have gone south, Damon rises to his feet with a pissed-off expression, clutching his jaw in pain. As he glances over, he sees Pandora glaring at him.)
Pandora Paisley: (Off-Mic) This meant nothing.
(Damon smirks.)
Damon Lazarus: (Off-Mic) Oh, I know.
Persephone: OH! DAMON SUCKER PUNCHES PANDORA IN THE MOUTH!
Stew-O: AND HE LEAPS UP AND GRABS HER INTO A CTE-
Gavin Kirkland: BUT THE FEISTY FELINE SHOVES HIM AWAY! Damon slides down to a kneeling position, and it looks as though he’s waiting for Pandora to make a move-
Persephone: BUT BRAE COMES IN AND LEAPS UP INTO THE AIR WITH A KNEE DIRECTLY TO THE FACE OF DAMON! He falls against the ropes, as Pandora quickly rushes toward him and takes him down to the ground! But before she can do anything else, Cy and Kirk quickly swarm in, as they begin to attack with a barrage of punches!
Stew-O: Pandora stumbles forward, as the rest of Dynasty check on BRAE and help him back up to his feet, realizing that their greatest strength is to be able to stick together. They turn around and approach Damon-
Gavin Kirkland: BUT DAMON KNEES KIRK IN THE GUT! He grabs a hold of him and throws him through the middle rope and tries to get rid of the numbers, but Cy is quick to deliver an axe handle to the back! BRAE has begun to make his way back toward them as well-
Persephone: BUT FROM BEHIND! PANDORA PAISLEY GOES UNDER AND CONNECTS WITH A CHOP BLOCK TO SEND HIM DOWN TO A KNEE! She then turns around and runs toward the ropes, AS SHE GOES FOR A FRONT DROPKICK DIRECTLY TO THE CHEST-
Stew-O: BUT BRAE MANAGES TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY OF THAT! He quickly turns around, BEFORE LEAPING INTO THE AIR AND GOING FOR A JUMPING SENTON!
Gavin Kirkland: BUT PANDORA MANAGES TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY OF THAT! BRAE quickly rises back up as he clutches his spine, WITH PANDORA TAKING THAT WRENCH AS SHE SWINGS IT DIRECTLY AT THE FACE OF BRAE-
Persephone: BUT BRAE MANAGES TO PICK UP THE BARBED WIRE 2X4 AND BLOCK THE STRIKE JUST IN TIME! HE PUSHES IT AWAY BEFORE QUICKLY WRAPPING HIMSELF AROUND HER!
Stew-O: AS HE STARTS TO PRESS THE 2X4 AGAINST HER FACE! PANDORA IS SCREAMING IN PAIN AS BLOOD IS POURING PROFUSELY FROM HER FACE! SHE WAVES HER ARMS AROUND AS SHE TRIES HER BEST TO FIGHT OUT OF IT! BUT BRAE IS BEGINNING TO BRING HER DOWN TO A KNEE! DOING EVERYTHING THAT HE CAN RIGHT NOW TO TRY AND SUBDUE ONE OPPONENT IN THIS MATCH!
Gavin Kirkland: BUT PANDORA GOES UNDER AND CONNECTS WITH A LOW BLOW TO KNOCK THE WIND OUT OF HIS SAILS! BRAE DROPS DOWN TO THE GROUND AS THE SHOWDOWN TEAM CAPTAIN USES HER WIT TO GET HER OUT OF THAT ONE!
Persephone: Ouch. Does he even have balls?
Gavin Kirkland: Meanwhile, Cy is delivering punch after punch to the face of Damon! BUT DAMON MANAGES TO DUCK UNDER IT AS HE GOES FOR A SLEEPER HOLD- JUST FOR CY TO TURN IT AROUND AS HE SPINS AROUND HIM IN A STANDING SWITCH AND LOCKS IN A SLEEPER HOLD OF HIS OWN!
Persephone: CY IS LOOKING AT KIRK, WHO HAS PICKED UP THE CHAIR ONCE MORE, AND HE LOOKS TO SWING IT DIRECTLY AT THE HEAD OF DAMON-
Stew-O: BUT DAMON DUCKS UNDER IT, AS KIRK NARROWLY AVOIDS CY JUST IN TIME! DAMON TAKES THE CHAIR AND SNATCHES IT OUT OF THE HANDS OF KIRK, QUICKLY TURNING ON HIS HEELS AS HE LIFTS IT ABOVE HIS HEAD!
(CRACK!)
Gavin Kirkland: BEFORE SLAMMING IT DOWN ONTO CY HENDERSON AS HE TAKES HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! AND HE LOOKS TO FOLLOW IT UP WITH KIRK!
Persephone: BUT KIRK MANAGES TO COLLIDE DIRECTLY INTO IT WITH HIS SHOULDER AS THE CHAIR SMACKS AGAINST THE FACE OF DAMON! The Voltage Captain stumbles back as he tries to get to his senses! WATCH OUT, MOTHERFUCKER!
Stew-O: LETHAL ROUND CONNECTS! THE WESTERN LARIAT BY KIRK REDWOOD DROPS HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! AND HE IMMEDIATELY RISES BACK UP TO HIS FEET AND IS ON THE MOVE!
Gavin Kirkland: KIRK PICKS UP SOMETHING, AS PANDORA HAS MANAGED TO ESCAPE THE FIGHT WITH BRAE FOR THE TIME BEING!
(WHACK!)
Persephone: JUST TO GET WHACKED WITH A FOREIGN OBJECT BY KIRK REDWOOD! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT IN HIS HANDS?!
Stew-O: IT’S A CROWBAR! ANOTHER ONE OF THE MULTITUDE OF WEAPONS THAT CY PUSHED IN TO BEGIN THIS MATCH! AND AS PANDORA DROPS DOWN TO THE GROUND, KIRK IMMEDIATELY DROPS DOWN AND PRESSES IT AGAINST HER THROAT, BEGINNING TO CHOKE HER OUT!
Gavin Kirkland: PANDORA IS STRUGGLING TO BREATHE AS SHE TRIES TO FIGHT OUT OF IT, SQUIRMING AND TRYING TO KICK HER LEGS OUT AS SHE CLAWS AT KIRK! BUT SHE’S AT A SEVERE DISADVANTAGE RIGHT NOW!
Persephone: Shhh, shut up! The countdown has started! More fuckery, who gives a fuck about them anymore?
TEN!
NINE!
EIGHT!
SEVEN!
SIX!
FIVE!
FOUR!
THREE!
TWO!
ONE!
BUZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!
(As the spotlight shines down for the next team coming out… Pandora is able to force a sigh of relief.)
Stew-O: THE DOOR OPENS, ALMOST IMMEDIATELY DAMIEN KUTCHER AND JON KELTON SHOOT OUT FROM THEIR CAGE! TEAM SHOWDOWN IS RUSHING DOWN TO THE RING TO LEND SOME HELP TO THEIR CAPTAIN!
(Damien goes under the ring and begins to look, but as he does, Kelton opens the door to War Games, sliding something directly to Pandora…)
(SLICE!)
Gavin Kirkland: PANDORA JUST SLASHED SOMETHING ACROSS THE FACE OF KIRK REDWOOD AND FORCED HIM OFF OF HER! WHAT IN THE WORLD IS THAT?!
(Pandora slips something onto her hand… as it’s revealed to be a glove with cat claws at the fingertips! They’re sharp and pointed, and more importantly, can cause some major damage.)
Persephone: Hah, how ironic. I get it.
Stew-O: PANDORA GRABS KIRK BY THE HEAD, AND IMMEDIATELY BEGINS TO CLAW ACROSS HIS FACE WITH THE CAT CLAWS! BLOOD IS BEGINNING TO RUSH DOWN AS SHE DIGS DEEP INTO THE WOUNDS, KIRK SCREAMING IN EXCRUCIATING PAIN!
Gavin Kirkland: CY SEES WHAT’S HAPPENING AND IMMEDIATELY GOES INTO ACTION! CHARGING DIRECTLY AT PANDORA AND TRYING TO GET HER OFF OF HIS TEAMMATE-
Persephone: BUT PANDORA TURNS AROUND AND SLASHES HIM ACROSS THE CHEST WITH THE CLAWS! CY STUMBLES BACK!
Stew-O: AND THAT ALLOWS KELTON TO LAUNCH THROUGH THE AIR AND CONNECT WITH A FINAL ATONEMENT RIGHT OUT OF THE GATE TO TAKE HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! SPEAR CONNECTS, AND WHAT A WAY TO INTRODUCE YOURSELF INTO WAR GAMES!
Gavin Kirkland: Damien enters into the War Games structure, and he seems to have something himself, as he’s slipping on a pair of brass knuckles that he’s pulled out, eyeing around at the competition who’s beginning to come to their senses!
Damien Kutcher: (Off-Mic) FUCK YOU!
(CRACK!)
Stew-O: DAMIEN NAILS DAMON ACROSS THE FACE WITH THE BRASS KNUCKLES!
Damien Kutcher: (Off-Mic) FUCK YOU!
(CRACK!)
Gavin Kirkland: CY BARELY RECOVERS AND TURNS HIM AROUND, JUST FOR DAMIEN TO NAIL HIM WITH THE BRASS KNUCKLES AS WELL!
Damien Kutcher: (Off-Mic) GOOD MATCH, BROTHER!
(CRACK!)
Stew-O: DAMIEN FOLLOWS THAT UP WITH THE BRASS KNUCKLES TO DROP DOWN BRAE!
Damien Kutcher: (Off-Mic) I GOT NO OPINION ABOUT YOU!
(CRACK!)
Gavin Kirkland: BEFORE HE TAKES OUT KIRK AS WELL AND DROPS HIM TO THE MAT! DAMIEN JUST WIPED OUT THE FIELD, AND I DON’T THINK THERE’S ANY DOUBT THAT TEAM SHOWDOWN IS IN THE GAME RIGHT NOW!
Persephone: Damien and Kelton both have their eyes on Cy, who took the brunt of the damage in that exchange, and quickly grab hold of him, BEFORE RUNNING HIM FORWARD AND SENDING HIM DIRECTLY INTO THE CAGE WITH A LAWN DART! Cy bounces off, but he staggers backward and falls against one of the corners! That dude might be fucked.
Stew-O: But he’s not going down without a fight either! Damien approaches, only to be met with a back elbow by Cy to force him backward! Damien shakes it off, but Kelton opts to take a turn as he goes for a swing- but Cy manages to duck under that one as he runs to the ropes! LEAPING THROUGH THE AIR AND CONNECTING WITH A SHOULDER BLOCK TO THE CHEST OF KELTON TO TAKE HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND!
Gavin Kirkland: Damien tries to rush toward him, ONLY FOR CY TO FOLLOW THAT UP AND CONNECT WITH A SHOULDER BLOCK TO HIM AS WELL! And now he waits for one of them to make their way back up to their feet-
(SLICE!)
Gavin Kirkland: BUT PANDORA COMES OUT OF NOWHERE THOUGH AND SLICES THE CHEST OF CY HENDERSON! Cy staggers back, and he starts to bleed as he composes himself, but Pandora immediately looks to stab him with her claws!
Persephone: But Cy doesn’t want anything to do with that! He manages to grab her hand just in time and tries to force it away! Doing everything that he can right now to fight back! Both of them are in a vicious tug of war for survival!
Stew-O: BUT KIRK REDWOOD JUST CAME FROM BEHIND WITH A BARBED WIRE CHAIR AND SLAMMED IT AGAINST THE BACK OF PANDORA TO TAKE HER DOWN TO THE GROUND! Kirk just helped out his partner right there-
Gavin Kirkland: BUT HE’S NOT GOING TO BE ABLE TO THINK FOR LONG, AS KELTON RUSHES FORWARD AND CONNECTS WITH A CACTUS CLOTHESLINE TO SEND THEM BOTH OVER THE TOP ROPE AND DOWN BETWEEN THE TWO RINGS! Leaving Cy Henderson all by himself for a brief moment!
(Cy staggers back, taking a moment to try and catch his breath, as he begins to think of what he could do next. As he looks around for any weapon that he could use… he shrugs his shoulders.)
Persephone: Oh my God, he’s unbuckling his belt. Is he about to expose himself???
Gavin Kirkland: :whoa:!!! Wrong person in this match to be doing that! Tell one of the ladies to!
(CRACK!)
Stew-O: AND HE JUST SLAMMED HIS BELT DOWN ONTO THE BACK OF PANDORA! BEFORE TURNING AROUND AND SMACKING IT AGAINST THE SIDE OF DAMON’S FACE TO TAKE HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! CY HENDERSON IS GIVING LITERAL BELT TO THE COMPETITION RIGHT NOW!
Persephone: That wasn’t a good line, and you know it.
Gavin Kirkland: Kelton tries to charge at him, BUT CY SLAMS THE BELT DIRECTLY INTO HIS CHEST TO TAKE HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! HE THEN QUICKLY TURNS AROUND AND GOES TO STRIKE DAMIEN!
Stew-O: BUT DAMIEN GRABS A HOLD OF IT! HE GOES UNDER AND LIFTS HIM OFF OF THE GROUND! BEFORE TAKING HIM DOWN WITH WATCH YO BACK! THE SPINEBUSTER CONNECTS!
Gavin Kirkland: And now Damien is back up to his feet, quickly running to the ropes! Are we going to see it?! THE MOST ELECTRIFYING MOVE IN ALL OF SPORTS ENTERTAINMENT! THE ATL ELBOW!
Persephone: BUT CY STOPS THAT WACK ASS SHIT! HE GRABS A HOLD OF HIM AND LIFTS HIM OFF OF THE GROUND! AND NOW HE’S GOING FOR IT! BURNING HAMMER! THE RISING TIDE!
Stew-O: BUT DAMIEN MANAGES TO SLIP OFF OF HIS SHOULDERS! HE SHOVES CY HENDERSON FORWARD! DIRECTLY INTO JON KELTON-
(POP!)
Persephone: DON’T TELL ME KELTON JUST SHOT CY HENDERSON!
Gavin Kirkland: NO! THAT’S A GODDAMN NAIL GUN! AND HE JUST SHOT A NAIL DIRECTLY INTO HIS PECTORAL MUSCLE!
Stew-O: CY IMMEDIATELY DROPS DOWN TO THE GROUND AS HE ROLLS AROUND IN PAIN, AND IMMEDIATELY KELTON DROPS DOWN AND RESTRAINS ONE OF HIS ARMS, PRESSING THE NAIL GUN AGAINST HIS HAND! NO!
(POP!)
Gavin Kirkland: AND HE JUST NAILED CY’S PALM TO THE RING CANVAS! HOLY SHIT!
Persephone: BAHAHAHA! LOOK AT HIM SCREAMING IN PAIN! HOLY SHIT! THAT’S HILARIOUS! PANDORA RECOVERS AS SHE RUSHES TOWARD THE GROUNDED BODY OF CY!
Stew-O: LEAPING UP INTO THE AIR AS SHE STOMPS DOWN ON HIS PALM! DIGGING THAT NAIL INTO HIS PALM EVEN FURTHER! CY IS CRYING IN AGONY, AND NOW PANDORA LOOKS TO ADD AN INSULT TO THE INJURY!
(Pandora drops down to a knee, looking down at Cy as she licks her lips.)
Pandora Paisley: (Off-Mic) Let’s see where all this talking got you, love.
(She digs her long nails into the nail lodged into Cy’s palm, the Hall of Famer being too weak to fight back at all and in too much excruciating pain to do anything worthwhile…)
(RIP!)
Gavin Kirkland: OH MY GOD! PANDORA PAISLEY RIPS THE NAIL OUT OF THE HAND OF CY HENDERSON!
Persephone: CY IS SCREAMING IN PAIN AS HE CLUTCHES HIS HAND, WHICH PROFUSELY GUSHES BLOOD, AND TEAM SHOWDOWN LOOKS MORE THAN SATISFIED BY THIS RIGHT NOW!
(POP!)
Stew-O: BUT IN THE MIDST OF IT, KELTON DROPPED THE NAIL GUN DOWN, AND DAMON QUICKLY SLITHERED IN AS HE NAILS DAMIEN RIGHT IN THE SHOULDER!
Gavin Kirkland: DAMIEN IS DROPPED DOWN TO THE GROUND AS PANDORA QUICKLY COMES TO THE REALIZATION AS SHE FOCUSES BACK IN AND CHARGES AT DAMON, BUT DAMON MANAGES TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY AND SEND PANDORA THROUGH THE ROPES TO TEMPORARILY STOP HER!
Persephone: BUT AS HE TURNS AROUND, THE NUMBERS GET THE BETTER OF HIM! AS JON KELTON LEAPS THROUGH THE AIR AND MANAGES TO CATCH HIM WITH THE DEVIL MADE ME DO IT! KNEE TO THE FACE COMPLETELY WIPES HIM OUT AND TAKES HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! FUCK!
Stew-O: Kelton is back up to his feet, as he’s yelling at Damon to do the same, having his eyes completely focused in! Before he begins to get a running start!
Gavin Kirkland: LEAPING THROUGH THE AIR AND GOING FOR THE FINAL ATONEMENT AS DAMON RECOVERS! THE SPEAR CONNECTS!
(…)
Gavin Kirkland: CTE!
Persephone: AS KELTON JUMPED INTO THE AIR, DAMON GRABBED HIM BY THE HEAD AND TOOK HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH THE CUTTER!
Stew-O: And Damon isn’t done either! He’s taking a couple of steps back and falling into the corner, looking to take Kelton out of this match for a significant chunk as he waits for him to get back up to his feet! The Showdown member has no idea what’s coming for him!
Gavin Kirkland: AS HE GOES FOR IN ABSENTIA!
(…)
(CLANK!)
Gavin Kirkland: WHAT THE?!
Persephone: DAMIEN KUTCHER JUST CAME OUT OF NOWHERE AND SLAPPED A PAIR OF HANDCUFFS ONTO HIM! NO! STOP HIM! THAT OLD FREAK MIGHT LIKE THAT SHIT!
(Damon tries to shake himself free, a furious expression on his face as he tries to grab at Damien, but Damien manages to avoid him, shrugging his shoulders as he takes the key and throws it as far away as he possibly can.)
Stew-O: KELTON MANAGES TO RECOVER AND BOOTS HIM IN THE CHEST! AND DAMIEN JOINS IN AS HE STARTS TO STOMP HIM DOWN AS WELL! PANDORA QUICKLY TAKES THE OPPORTUNITY AND BEGINS TO ATTACK! AND TEAM SHOWDOWN IS BEGINNING TO PUT THE BOOTS TO DAMON!
Gavin Kirkland: LOOK! TEAM DYNASTY IS BEGINNING TO JOIN IN AS WELL! KIRK AND CY ARE STOMPING DOWN ON DAMON AS WELL! AND IT’S A COMPLETE MUGGING RIGHT NOW!
Persephone: AND HIS PAIR OF GIRLFRIENDS ARE SHAKING AT THE WAR GAMES CAGE! THEY LOOK ABSOLUTELY IRATE RIGHT NOW AS DAMON IS COMPLETELY DEFENSELESS AGAINST THE TWO OTHER TEAMS!
Stew-O: BUT THEY MIGHT NOT HAVE TO WAIT FOR LONG! THE COUNTDOWN HAS BEGUN, AND WE’RE CLOSE TO WAR GAMES OFFICIALLY BEING UNDERWAY WITH THE FINAL TEAM ENTERING INTO THE EQUATION!
TEN!
NINE!
EIGHT!
SEVEN!
SIX!
FIVE!
FOUR!
THREE!
TWO!
ONE!
BUZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!
(The last spotlight shines down, and before the referee can even fully open the door, Auburn Ware pushes through and begins to make the sprint down the ramp, Saori Aizen following quickly behind her.)
Persephone: Have no fear! Damon’s harem is here!
Gavin Kirkland: You can say that again!
Persephone: What? Harem- Oh my fucking God, I hate you.
Stew-O: THE FINAL TEAM IN WAR GAMES IS HERE! AND TEAM VOLTAGE IS NOT WASTING ANY TIME, SEEING THAT THEIR TEAM CAPTAIN DESPERATELY NEEDS SOME HELP!
Gavin Kirkland: AND SAORI IS ALREADY IN MOTION; SHE JUST PULLED SOMETHING OUT FROM UNDER THE RING, AND IS QUICKLY STARTING TO CLIMB THE CAGE, NOT EVEN ENTERING THROUGH THE DOOR! IS THAT WHAT I THINK IT IS?!
Persephone: IT’S A TRASH CAN! SAORI HAS REACHED THE TOP OF THE CAGE AND PUT IT OVER HER HEAD! WHAT THE HELL IS SHE THINKING RIGHT NOW?! IS SHE FUCKING STUPID!
Stew-O: # SAORI LEAPS OFF OF THE CAGE WITH THE TRASH CAN OVER HER HEAD! TAKING OUT THE ENTIRE FIELD WITH A MOONSAULT!
(Saori wipes out a majority of the field as the crowd erupts into thunderous cheers. The Specialists Champion shoots up to her feet, giving a battle cry as she screams at the top of her lungs; meanwhile, Auburn has quickly forced the War Games door open.)
Gavin Kirkland: Auburn pushes a handful of things inside of the ring before entering the structure! War Games has officially begun, and Team Voltage is looking to make sure that they do some real damage to make up for lost time!
(CRASH!)
Persephone: AS SHE SLAMS A LIGHT TUBE AGAINST THE FACE OF PANDORA! FINALLY! NO MORE PUSSY ASS SHIT! MURDER THEM VOLTAGE!
Stew-O: IT SEEMS ONE OF THE THINGS AUBURN PUSHED IN WAS A ROLL OF LIGHT TUBES, AND SHE TAKES ANOTHER ONE OUT!
(CRASH!)
Gavin Kirkland: AS SHE FOLLOWS THAT UP WITH ANOTHER SHOT DIRECTLY TO CY TO DROP HIM DOWN ONTO THE GROUND AS WELL! KELTON DOESN’T ALLOW HER TO GET A MOMENT AS HE RUSHES AT HER BEFORE SHE CAN EVEN NOTICE!
Persephone: BUT AUBURN MANAGES TO SNATCH A HOLD OF HIM JUST IN TIME, BARELY ABLE TO LIFT HIM OFF OF THE GROUND! HOLY SHIT!
(# CRASH!)
Stew-O: AS SHE SLAMS HIM DOWN ONTO THE ROLL OF GLASSTUBES WITH A POWERSLAM! KELTON GIVES A BLOODCURDLING SCREAM AS THE SHARDS LODGE INTO HIM!
Gavin Kirkland: BUT BRAE QUICKLY RUNS FORWARD AND BOOTS AUBURN IN THE FACE TO SEND HER BACK AGAINST THE ROPES! She falls backward, and Saori turns around, ONLY FOR BRAE TO TURN AROUND AND NAIL HER WITH A FOREARM AS WELL!
Persephone: AND KIRK REDWOOD IS LOOKING TO LEECH OFF THAT A LITTLE AS WELL! She grabs a hold of Saori, BEFORE TURNING HER AROUND AND THROWING HER DIRECTLY INTO THE CAGE! Saori tries to recover, ONLY FOR KIRK TO TAKE HER FROM BEHIND AND LIFT HER OFF THE GROUND BEFORE DROPPING HER DIRECTLY ONTO HER HEAD WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX!
Stew-O: Auburn has her back against the wall as Kirk begins to shift his attention toward her as well, and with one of the members of Team Voltage briefly incapacitated, they better think of something quick before things take a turn for the worse!
(Damon’s eyes narrow as he watches Auburn and Saori start to lose ground; his hand begins to yank forward repeatedly as he tries to break out of the handcuffs. As his muscles tense, he closes his eyes and exhales…)
(CLANK!)
Stew-O: WHAT THE HELL?!
Gavin Kirkland: DAMON JUST BROKE OUT OF THE HANDCUFFS!
Persephone: TEST HIM! TEST HIM FOR STEROIDS RIGHT NOW!
Stew-O: DAMON LAZARUS IS FREE, AND HE’S COMPLETELY INCENSED RIGHT NOW! HE CHARGES AT BRAE AND KIRK AND TAKES THEM BOTH DOWN WITH A DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE! KIRK STAGGERS UP AS HE RUSHES TOWARD HIM!
Gavin Kirkland: BUT DAMON JUST SNATCHED A HOLD OF HIM AND DROPPED HIM DOWN ONTO THE GROUND WITH A MELLOTRON SCRATCH! THE SCOOP POWERSLAM COMPLETELY DROPS HIM DOWN! BRAE TRIES TO FOLLOW THAT ONE UP HIMSELF!
Persephone: BUT DAMON CONNECTS WITH A SECOND POWERSLAM AS WELL TO TAKE DOWN THE TEAM CAPTAIN!
Stew-O: BUT THINGS ARE TAKING A TURN FOR THE WORSE! FROM BEHIND! PANDORA PAISLEY TAKES ADVANTAGE AND SCOOPS IN BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A FOREARM TO THE BACK OF DAMON WHILE HIS TEAMMATES ARE RECOVERING! AND DAMIEN AND KELTON ARE QUICKLY BEGINNING TO COME TO THEIR SENSES THEMSELVES!
Persephone: Thankfully, that Damon guy is not human. I’m pretty sure he’s got liters of horse piss injected directly into him.
Stew-O: BUT TEAM SHOWDOWN IS BEGINNING TO OVERWHELM HIM! DAMIEN AND KELTON MANAGE TO RESTRAIN DAMON AND GRAB HIM BY THE WRISTS, AS PANDORA STEPS FORWARD AND CONNECTS WITH THE CAT’S PAW RIGHT TO THE JAW! DAMON CRUMBLES DOWN TO THE GROUND, AND IT SEEMS LIKE THE SITUATION HAS BEEN HANDLED!
Gavin Kirkland: BUT LOOK! SAORI AIZEN LEAPS OFF OF THE TOP ROPE AND TAKES OUT DAMIEN AND KELTON WITH A DOUBLE CROSSBODY! She quickly rolls up to her feet, ONLY FOR PANDORA TO RUSH FORWARD AND CONNECT WITH A FOREARM! She quickly grabs a hold of her into a front facelock, AS SHE TRIES TO LIFT HER INTO SUPLEX POSITION!
Persephone: BUT SAORI MANAGES TO DROP HER WEIGHT! She starts to connect with repeated shots directly to the chest, looking to completely overwhelm Pandora! Pandora tries to fight back herself as she responds with shots of her own!
Stew-O: BUT LOOK! AUBURN HAS MANAGED TO RECOVER, AS SHE QUICKLY RUSHES IN AND GRABS A HOLD OF PANDORA ALONGSIDE SAORI!
Gavin Kirkland: AS THEY BOTH LIFT HER AND TAKE HER DOWN WITH A DOUBLE SUPLEX!
(Auburn sits up as she glances over, immediately eyeing Saori, as the two of them glare at one another. They’ve had their moments, but these past couple of weeks have shown more unity than anything else, and that’s something that they can hang their hats on considering how things were before.)
Persephone: Are they going to, like, kiss or something? Should we tell them to stop?
Stew-O: Well, they’re most definitely working as a cohesive unit, and that’s not something that we’re going to want to take away from them whatsoever!
Gavin Kirkland: Meanwhile, Cy is beginning to recover in one of the corners, as Damien has come to his senses as well; the two of them have seemingly gravitated toward one another, AS DAMIEN CHARGES FORWARD AND GOES FOR A RUNNING CLOTHESLINE DIRECTLY TO THE HEAD!
Persephone: BUT DAMIEN BRINGS UP HIS LEG AND BOOTS HIM DIRECTLY IN THE FACE TO SEND HIM STAGGERING BACKWARD! He quickly climbs up to the top rope, trying to position himself!
Stew-O: BUT CY RUSHES FORWARD AND CONNECTS WITH A STRIKE DIRECTLY TO THE FACE! COMPLETELY TAKING HIM OFF GUARD! And now he’s beginning to join him up there, and I’m pretty sure that they’re not going to like the sight of what’s going to happen!
(Amongst the pile of weapons… is a bed of nails. Cy glances down at it as he looks back at Damien, and realizes exactly what he needs to do right now.)
Gavin Kirkland: Cy has a hold of a stunned Damien as he lifts him, and there’s no way that he’s thinking about this right now, right?
Persephone: DAMIEN IS UP IN A BURNING HAMMER POSITION!
Stew-O: # AVALANCHE RISING TIDE ONTO THE BED OF NAILS!
(…)
Gavin Kirkland: NO! DAMIEN MANAGES TO SLIP OUT OF IT JUST IN TIME AND LAND BACK ON THE TURNBUCKLES! CY TRIES TO RECOVER, BUT DAMIEN NAILS HIM WITH A STRIKE DIRECTLY TO THE FACE TO LEAVE HIM COMPLETELY STUNNED!
Persephone: DAMIEN THEN GRABS A HOLD OF HIM! AND THERE’S NO WAY, RIGHT?! NO FUCKING WAY HE’S ABOUT TO HIT THIS!
Stew-O: WATCH OUT!
(THUD!)
Gavin Kirkland: # THE TRENCHES ONTO THE BED OF NAILS! AVALANCHE ROCK BOTTOM COMPLETELY TAKES CY HENDERSON OUT!
Persephone: DAMIEN QUICKLY HOOKS THE LEG AND GOES FOR THE PIN! LOOKING TO GET THE VICTORY! LOOKING TO SECURE IT FOR TEAM SHOWDOWN! AT THIS POINT, BRO, YOU DESERVE IT!
OOONNNEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(…)
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(…)
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Stew-O: SAORI AIZEN LEAPS OFF OF THE TOP WITH HORIZON OF THE CAPTIVATING SKANDHA!
Gavin Kirkland: AND SHE QUICKLY PUSHES DAMIEN AWAY AND PINS CY HENDERSON! THE REFEREE SLIDES DOWN AND GOES FOR THE PIN!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
(…)
(…)
(…)
Persephone: BUT KIRK REDWOOD MANAGES TO LEAP THROUGH THE AIR AND BREAK UP THE PIN JUST IN TIME! SAVING THIS MATCH FOR DYNASTY BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE! FUCK!
(Saori rolls away in pain while Kirk recovers, his eyes fluttering as he does his best to regain consciousness. He looks around at the field of bodies that surrounds him, and he realizes that he needs to make a move and fast, as he reaches forward to pick up something, slowly dragging it toward the center of the ring.)
Stew-O: BUT DAMIEN COMES FROM BEHIND AND BLINDSIDES KIRK, IMMEDIATELY PUTTING THE BEATS TO HIM AS HE STARTS TO STOMP DOWN REPEATEDLY TO TRY AND SUBDUE HIM BEFORE HE CAN GET THE ADVANTAGE!
Gavin Kirkland: AND NOW DAMIEN QUICKLY TURNS AROUND AND RUNS TOWARD THE ROPES AND BACK, AS HE GOES FOR SMOOVE OFF! THE SCISSORS KICK DIRECTLY TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!
(…)
Persephone: BUT KIRK MANAGES TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY OF THAT, COMING FROM BEHIND-
Stew-O: AND KIRK HAS DAMON’S VENOM-RIDDEN CLOTH AS HE BEGINS TO MUFFLE DAMIEN WITH IT! DAMIEN IS WAVING HIS HANDS AROUND, AS HE’S BREATHING IN THE TOXINS AND PRACTICALLY GETTING POISONED BY IT RIGHT NOW!
Gavin Kirkland: BUT DAMIEN MANAGES TO SHOVE AWAY FROM THAT! HE STAGGERS FORWARD AND TRIES TO RETREAT!
Persephone: ONLY TO BE MET WITH THE BLITZKRIEG BOP! KNEE TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD DROPS DAMIEN DOWN TO THE GROUND, AND ALMOST IMMEDIATELY THE WHEELS START TURNING! Kirk is on the move!
(Kirk begins to unwind the barbed wire from one of the steel chairs present inside of the ring, using it to wrap around his hand as he looks directly at the face of Damien, who is coughing repeatedly and trying to get back up to his feet.)
Stew-O: Damien is trying to stagger up to his feet, but he better watch out because he’s not going to like what’s coming here!
Gavin Kirkland: AS KIRK LEAPS ONTO THE ROPES AND CONNECTS WITH A LOADED .50 CAL PUNCH DIRECTLY TO THE FACE! BARBED WIRE SUPERMAN PUNCH CONNECTS!
Persephone: AND DAMIEN IS IMMEDIATELY DROPPED DOWN TO THE GROUND! BUT KIRK IS PICKING HIM RIGHT BACK UP AND LIFTING HIM ONTO HIS SHOULDERS! BEGINNING TO RUN HIM FORWARD!
Stew-O: AS HE POWERBOMBS HIM THROUGH THE BARBED WIRE TABLE!
(…)
Gavin Kirkland: NO! DAMIEN MANAGES TO SLIP OUT! AND HE REALIZES THE SITUATION THAT HE’S IN AS BLOOD BEGINS TO BLEED PROFUSELY FROM HIS HEAD! HE SLOWLY STARTS TO CRAWL AWAY, AND WHERE THE HELL IS HE GOING?!
Persephone: I’LL TELL YOU WHERE HE’S GOING! HE’S GETTING THE FUCK OUT OF THERE! HE’S BEGINNING TO SCALE UP THE CAGE!
Gavin Kirkland: Um, actually, it’s called a tactical retreat. You wouldn’t get that, Seph.
Persephone: HOW ABOUT YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP AND FOCUS!
Stew-O: Damien is on the retreat, but he doesn’t realize that Kirk is following him! He has no problem beginning to climb up to the top of the cage, but that just means that they’re somehow in an even more dangerous position than they were before!
Gavin Kirkland: KIRK NAILS DAMIEN IN THE FACE WITH A PUNCH! The 24/7 Contract Holder teeters, nearly about to fall, as he tries his best to connect with a strike back- but Kirk manages to block it! He instead grabs a hold of him by the head, AND IS BEGINNING TO CONNECT WITH REPEATED HEADBUTTS TO THE FACE!
Persephone: Damien is stunned, and Kirk is deciding that he wants to drop him off of the cage and down onto the barbed wire table now! He grabs him by the head, AND NOW HE’S TRYING TO PUSH HIM OFF!
(…)
(HISSSSSSSSSSSSS!)
Gavin Kirkland: OH MY GOD! WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!
Persephone: DAMIEN JUST SPRAYED KIRK IN THE FACE WITH MACE! HURRY, PASS IT TO ME SO I CAN SPRAY GAVIN!
Gavin Kirkland: HEY!
Stew-O: I DON’T KNOW WHERE HE GOT THAT FROM, BUT KIRK IS BLINDED AS HE’S SCREAMING IN PAIN!
Gavin Kirkland: AND DAMIEN GRABS A HOLD OF HIM AND PUSHES HIM OFF OF THE CAGE!
Persephone: WAIT! BUT KIRK FALLS THE OTHER WAY!
(# THUD!)
Stew-O: KIRK REDWOOD JUST FLEW OFF THE TOP OF WAR GAMES DOWN ONTO RINGSIDE!
(Kirk lands hard, completely unresponsive, and almost immediately, a pool of blood begins to form at the back of his head. Officials quickly swarm around him, looking to check on him; meanwhile, Damien has managed to shake the cobwebs as he looks downward…)
Damien Kutcher: https://tenor.com/view/barstool-pat-bev-patrick-beverly-karl-malone-confused-gif-17660433519245015782
(Damien puts his hands on his head.)
Gavin Kirkland: Officials are surrounding Kirk and checking on him, and I don’t know about you… but I think that he’s not going to be coming back for a bit.
Stew-O: I… pretend I don’t see it. This is not good for Dynasty.
Persephone: I don’t give a fuck.
(Suddenly, Damien feels a hand wrap around his throat.)
BRAE: https://tenor.com/view/goku-stare-menacing-gif-5810189155273080795
Damien Kutcher: Wait-
Gavin Kirkland: BRAE CHOPS DAMIEN IN THE CHEST! AND HE’S ABSOLUTELY INCENSED AS HE MADE THE CLIMB TO THE VERY TOP OF THE WAR GAMES STRUCTURE! AND NOW HE’S BEGINNING TO REPEATEDLY CHOP DAMIEN OVER AND OVER AGAIN!
Persephone: DAMIEN IS FUMBLING AROUND, AS HE’S TRYING TO USE THE MACE-
Stew-O: BUT BRAE SMACKS IT AWAY, BEFORE NAILING HIM WITH A HARD ELBOW DIRECTLY TO THE FACE! DAMIEN IS COMPLETELY STUNNED, AND WHILE HE’S TRYING TO COME BACK, BRAE IS GETTING MORE OF A BASE!
Gavin Kirkland: BRAE PRESSES HIS BOOT ON HIS CHEST AND PUSHES HIM OFF OF THE CAGE-
(CRASH!)
Persephone: SENDING HIM RIGHT THROUGH THE TABLE! HE JUST KILLED MR. 24/7! GREAT JOB!
(The crowd erupts into thunderous cheers as BRAE begins to compose himself, standing on top of the War Games cage and looking outward, embracing the reaction that he’s getting right now. He glances downward, looking at Damien, who’s completely out of it in what’s left of the barbed wire table that he’s gone through. After a moment, BRAE begins to climb down…)
(That is, until he gets an idea.)
Stew-O: BRAE is beginning to position himself at the very top of the cage! He’s looking down; there’s no way that he’s about to do this right…
Gavin Kirkland: BELIEVE IT TO BE TRUE, STEW! BRAE LEAPS OFF!
Persephone: # RED DEATH OFF OF THE TOP OF WAR GAMES DOWN ONTO DAMIEN KUTCHER!
Stew-O: BRAE FALLS ONTO THE TOP OF DAMIEN AS THE REFEREE STARTS THE COUNT! TO WIN THIS MATCH FOR DYNASTY!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
(…)
(…)
(…)
(CRACK!)
Gavin Kirkland: PANDORA JUST TOOK A SPIKED NAIL 2X4 AND SLAMMED IT AGAINST THE BACK OF BRAE!
Persephone: THIS MATCH CONTINUES AS SAORI TRIES HER BEST TO RECOVER AS WELL!
(SCRATCH!)
Stew-O: BUT KELTON JUST SLIPPED ON THOSE GLOVED CAT CLAWS THAT HE GAVE PANDORA, SLICING SAORI RIGHT ACROSS THE CHEST AS SHE DROPS DOWN TO A KNEE! KELTON THEN TURNS AROUND AND PICKS SOMETHING UP!
(CRACK!)
Gavin Kirkland: AS HE THROWS A CHAIR DIRECTLY INTO HER FACE TO TAKE HER DOWN TO THE GROUND! And it’s two of the three members of Team Showdown left standing, and they realize the situation that they’ve just been left in with Damien off the books!
(Kelton and Pandora turn and take a glance at one another. At this phase of their relationship, no real words are needed to communicate anything; they know that they need to move, and they need to move now. Find a way to get an opening for a victory… or else it’s going to come back to bite them.)
Stew-O: Kelton and Pandora are beginning to sort through the weapons, seeing if they can find anything that could possibly level the playing field for them while Damien is down and out!
Gavin Kirkland: And it seems like they’ve got it, as they’re bringing two boards out toward the center of the ring! They have a bed of nails and a barbed wire board, and they’re not wasting any time beginning to set up both, as the rest of the teams are starting to recover and come to their senses!
(CRACK!)
Persephone: AUBURN WARE OUT OF NOWHERE RUSHES IN AND KICKS THE FUCK OUT OF JON KELTON! SENDING THE BARBED WIRE BOARD DIRECTLY INTO HIS FACE AS HE’S TAKEN DOWN TO THE GROUND! PANDORA REALIZES WHAT HAPPENED, BUT IT’S TOO LATE AS AUBURN NAILS HER WITH ANOTHER KICK TO SEND HER DOWN ON ONE KNEE TO FOLLOW THAT UP!
Stew-O: Auburn quickly grabs Pandora by the head, beginning to bring her up, AS SHE PUSHES OFF OF THE ROPES AND GOES FOR A TORNADO DDT WHILE SWINGING HER BOOT DIRECTLY INTO THE FACE OF A RECOVERING KELTON TO TAKE HIM DOWN AS WELL!
Gavin Kirkland: Pandora tries to recover to her feet as she goes for a swing onto Auburn, but she manages to duck under that as she rushes toward the ropes! FLIPPING FORWARD INTO A HANDSPRING AND PUSHING BACK AS SHE TAKES HER DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH A BACK ELBOW! THAT GIRL CONNECTS AND TAKES HER DOWN!
Persephone: Auburn quickly recovers back up to her feet as she reaches out and grabs a hold of Pandora again-
(CRACK!)
Persephone: BUT KELTON JUST STABBED SOMETHING INTO HER HEAD! WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!
Stew-O: THEY’RE SKEWERS! HE JUST GRABBED A HANDFUL OF BAMBOO SKEWERS! FROM THE WEAPONS PILE AND DROVE THEM DIRECTLY INTO AUBURN’S FOREHEAD!
Gavin Kirkland: AUBURN STAGGERS BACK, BRIEFLY IN SHOCK BY THIS-
Persephone: BUT SHE DOESN’T HESITATE TO YANK THEM DIRECTLY OUT OF HER HEAD! BLOOD IS FUCKING SPEWING EVERYWHERE, BUT I DOUBT THAT SICKO REALLY GIVES A FUCK!
(CRACK!)
Stew-O: AS SHE STABS THE BLOODY SKEWERS DIRECTLY INTO THE FOREHEAD OF KELTON INSTEAD! KELTON GIVES A CRY AS HE COLLAPSES DOWN TO A KNEE, AND AUBURN FOLLOWS THAT UP AS SHE LIFTS HIM ONTO HER SHOULDERS! NO!
Gavin Kirkland: VERITY TO JON KELTON! THE GTS CONNECTS AS AUBURN’S KNEE DRIVES THE SKEWERS FURTHER INTO HIS SKULL! KELTON IS COMPLETELY OUT OF IT!
(Team Voltage is finally able to regroup, as they come together and begin to talk amongst themselves. They realize the position that they’re currently in right now, and know that they’re going to need to continue to stick together to continue to push through what has been a hellacious match so far. But a situation at the center of the ring completely turns their attention toward it…)
(Cy Henderson is still groggy, trying to shake the cobwebs off, and as he glances upward… BRAE is slowly crawling toward him, his face completely covered in a crimson mask and, especially after going through the gauntlet since the beginning of War Games, is definitely worse for wear. But regardless, he still has energy left, as he reaches out and grabs the wrist of Cy.)
BRAE: (Off-Mic) Come on, brother… The fight is not over just yet.
(Cy looks at BRAE, and after a moment… nods his head. The Team Captain helps Cy up to his feet, as both of them are back against one another, immediately realizing that they’re surrounded. Damon makes a signal as Saori and Auburn start to slowly rotate around the remaining two members of Dynasty, Cy and BRAE mirroring them, continuing to back into one another.)
(As this happens, BRAE mutters to his teammate.)
BRAE: (Off-Mic) … Do you trust me?
(Cy turns around and smirks at BRAE.)
Cy Henderson: (Off-Mic) Till the end of the line.
Stew-O: DAMON MAKES THE FIRST MOVE, CHARGING AT BRAE! BUT HE’S MET WITH A BOOT DIRECTLY TO THE FACE BY THE TEAM CAPTAIN! AUBURN TRIES TO STRIKE CY, BUT HE MANAGES TO GRAB THE PUNCH BEFORE NAILING HER WITH A STRIKE OF HIS OWN!
Gavin Kirkland: SAORI GOES FOR A KICK TO THE HEAD OF BRAE, BUT HE DUCKS UNDER IT AS CY SPINS AROUND AND BLOCKS HER LEG WITH HIS FOREARM! SAORI STAGGERS BACK, BUT OPTS TO TRY AND CHARGE AT THEM AGAIN!
Persephone: BUT BRAE DUCKS UNDER AND LIFTS HER INTO A BACK BODY DROP, CY CATCHING HER IN THE AIR AND SLAMMING HER DOWN ONTO THE GROUND WITH A POWERBOMB! WHAT THE HELL HAS GOTTEN INTO THEM!
Stew-O: THEY’RE STOPPING EVERYTHING THAT’S COMING THEIR WAY! BRAE AND CY ARE STANDING ON A UNITED FRONT FOR DYNASTY, THROWING EVERYTHING THAT THEY’VE GOT AT THEM UNTIL THE VERY END-
(STAB!)
Stew-O: BUT BRAE’S EYES WIDEN IN SHOCK! HE JUST GOT STABBED RIGHT IN THE CHEST WITH AN ICE PICK!
Gavin Kirkland: HE’S STILL TRYING TO FIGHT THOUGH, OPERATING PURELY OUT OF ADRENALINE! HE DELIVERS A HEADBUTT DIRECTLY TO THE FACE OF AUBURN TO TAKE HER DOWN TO THE GROUND!
(CRACK!)
Persephone: BUT SAORI COMES FROM BEHIND AND DELIVERS A SHOT WITH THE HAMMER DIRECTLY TO THE BACK OF THE KNEE, NEARLY TAKING BRAE DOWN TO THE GROUND!
Stew-O: BUT BRAE GIVES A WAR CRY AS HE MANAGES TO PUSH HIMSELF UP AND CONNECTS WITH AN ENZUIGIRI TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD TO TAKE HER DOWN AS WELL!
(BRAE lands on the ground as he tries to get back up, stumbling forward for a brief moment as he coughs. He glances at the ice pick lodged into his chest as he takes it… and RIPS it out.)
(But the blood loss combined with the exhaustion of being the first in this match has become too much, and unfortunately… his eye was off the ball for just too long.)
Gavin Kirkland: # CTE TO BRAE!
Persephone: DAMON COMES OUT OF NOWHERE AND TAKES HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! HE RISES BACK UP TO HIS FEET!
Stew-O: # GOREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Gavin Kirkland: CALAMITY BY CY HENDERSON CUTS HIM IN HALF AND TAKES HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! CY RISES BACK UP TO HIS FEET AND TURNS AROUND TO FOCUS ON THE REST OF THE TEAM-
Persephone: BUT AUBURN MANAGES TO CONNECT WITH A THRUST KICK TO THE JAW OF CY HENDERSON! Cy nearly falls, but Auburn grabs him by the wrist and sends him into an Irish whip toward one of the corners- NO! Cy turns her around and sends her into one instead!
Stew-O: Auburn is backed up, AND CY RUSHES FORWARD AND CONNECTS WITH A CORNER CLOTHESLINE DIRECTLY TO HER FACE! Saori manages to come to her senses, AS SHE TRIES TO BLINDSIDE CY! BUT CY MANAGES TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY AS HE SENDS SAORI COLLIDING INTO AUBURN!
Gavin Kirkland: And now Cy staggers back, seeing both women in position! He has the chance to do something here! What does he have in mind right now?!
Persephone: No fucking way he’s going to lift them both.
Stew-O: THAT DOES SEEM TO BE THE CASE! CY HAS GRABBED BOTH OF THEM AND HAS BEGUN TO LIFT THEM ONTO HIS SHOULDERS! SAORI AND AUBURN ARE BOTH FRANTICALLY KICKING! TRYING TO SHAKE THEMSELVES OFF! BUT CY HENDERSON IS ON ANOTHER LEVEL RIGHT NOW AS HE BRINGS HIM TOWARD THE CENTER OF THE RING!
Gavin Kirkland: # DOUBLE BURNING HAMMER TO SAORI AND AUBURN! DOUBLE RISING TIDE BY CY HENDERSON!
Persephone: CY IS BACK UP TO HIS FEET, AND-
Stew-O: # FINAL ATONEMENT!
Gavin Kirkland: CY HENDERSON IS SPLIT IN HALF BY A FULLY RECOVERED JON KELTON, WHO WAITED FOR THE RIGHT MOMENT TO SHOOT INTO THE RING AND CONNECT WITH A SPEAR TO TAKE HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND!
Persephone: BRAE IS BACK UP, AND THIS ROID RAGE FOOL IS USING THE LAST OF HIS EXHAUST TO TRY AND SAVE HIS PARTNER-
(CRACK!)
Stew-O: BUT DAMIEN KUTCHER JUST CAME OUT OF NOWHERE AND CRACKED HIM AGAINST THE FACE WITH THE BRASS KNUCKLES FROM EARLIER IN THE MATCH! AND HE GRABS A HOLD OF BRAE AND SPINS HIM AROUND!
Gavin Kirkland: AS HE DROPS HIM ONTO THE BED OF NAILS WITH THE TRENCHES! THE ROCK BOTTOM CONNECTS, AND BRAE IS COMPLETELY OUT OF IT!
Persephone: DAMIEN TAKES OFF THE BRASS KNUCKLES AND SLIDES THEM OVER TO PANDORA PAISLEY, WHO RISES AND SLIPS THEM ONTO HER HAND!
(CRACK!)
Stew-O: # AS SHE CONNECTS WITH A LOADED PANDORUM TO A RECOVERING CY HENDERSON!
Gavin Kirkland: BRASS KNUCKLE RIGHT HOOK COMPLETELY DROPS THE HALL OF FAMER BACK TO THE GROUND, AND TEAM SHOWDOWN IS NOT WASTING ANY TIME! PANDORA QUICKLY HOOKS THE LEG AND GOES FOR THE PIN! TO SECURE WAR GAMES!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
(…)
(…)
(…)
Persephone: DAMON JUST SHOVED DAMIEN DIRECTLY INTO THE PIN! DAMIEN STAGGERS BACK AND TUMBLES OVER PANDORA AS THE PIN IS BROKEN UP! A RECOVERING DAMON LAZARUS IS BARELY ABLE TO SAVE THIS MATCH! AND LOOK AT THE FRUSTRATION ON THE FACE OF PANDORA PAISLEY! IT’S HILARIOUS!
Stew-O: SAORI QUICKLY TRIES TO COME IN AND FIGHT BACK, BUT DAMIEN COMES IN AND GRABS A HOLD OF HER, LIFTING HER UP INTO A SPINEBUSTER!
Gavin Kirkland: BUT WATCH YO BACK FAILS TO CONNECT! SAORI FLIPS OVER AND GOES FOR A SUNSET FLIP PIN! SHE’S TRYING TO STEAL IT!
Persephone: BUT PANDORA COMES IN AND NAILS HER WITH A PENALTY KICK DIRECTLY TO THE CHEST BEFORE STUMBLING DOWN TO THE GROUND! Showdown is exhausted, but Voltage is in even worse shape at the moment as they try to get back into the fight after the exchange that they’ve just had with Friday Night Dynasty!
(Damon and Saori slowly crawl toward one another, realizing the situation that they’re in as they’re both doing everything that they can to get themselves back up, but ultimately, they realize with their exhausts completely depleted… they’re trailing behind Showdown at the moment.)
(Damon and Saori both clutch onto each other, groggy and slowly coming to the realization that they haven’t exactly been dealt the best hand right now. Kelton and Damien both glance at one another before looking at the barbed wire board behind them. Pandora, who is beginning to come to her senses, shouts at them.)
Pandora Paisley: (Off-Mic) DO IT!
Gavin Kirkland: DAMIEN AND KELTON RUSH FORWARD, LOOKING TO SEND BOTH DAMON AND SAORI INTO THE BARBED WIRE BOARD!
(…)
Persephone: BUT AUBURN SHOVES THEM BOTH OUT OF THE WAY AS TEAM SHOWDOWN SHOVES HER INTO IT INSTEAD!
Stew-O: AUBURN FLIES INTO THE BARBED WIRE, AND-
(# BOOM!)
Gavin Kirkland: HOLY SHIT!
Persephone: DID IT JUST EXPLODE?! DID AUBURN WARE JUST FUCKING DIE?!
(Damien and Kelton are barely able to move out of the way, as a huge explosion nearly engulfs them almost instantly. A cloud of smoke is seen, leaving the crowd in Oxford completely speechless, along with everyone else in the match who has a conscience.)
(As it begins to clear up… Auburn is seen laid out in a smoldering heap, unresponsive, and practically burnt to a crisp as blood pools form around her. Damon and Saori look at the scene that had just unfolded, and for a moment, the cold, calculated looks of theirs actually break. Saori gives Auburn a glance, as if realizing what she had just done, before turning away. Damon on the other hand gives Auburn a long, hard stare. He doesn’t take his eyes off of Auburn so easily, knowing that she had just effectively wiped herself out of the same match she had spent so long wanting to take part in, and for them, no less.)
(Team Showdown is briefly shaken, but they realize they need to make a move before it’s too late.)
(But there’s just one thing that they didn’t take into account…)
Stew-O: WAIT! WAIT! LOOK AT WHAT’S HAPPENING RIGHT NOW!
(The camera frantically pans over as Kirk Redwood is seen shoving past the medics who were trying to help him. It was clear that he wasn’t fit to continue the match, but that didn’t matter to him, and frankly, he didn’t give a fuck in the first place. He barges through the War Games structure, as both Showdown and Voltage take notice of something that he has in his hands.)
Gavin Kirkland: HE’S GOT A BRANDING IRON IN HIS HANDS THAT HE’S DOUSING WITH LIGHTER FLUID! HE’S GOT A MATCH IN HIS HANDS!
Persephone: AS HE SETS IT ON FUCKING FIRE! HE ENTERS THE RING AND BEGINS TO SWING IT AROUND, AS EVERYONE IS TRYING TO BACK UP! NOT WANTING ANYTHING TO DO WITH THAT!
Stew-O: KELTON TRIES TO COME FROM BEHIND AND ATTACK HIM, BUT KIRK SPINS AROUND!
Gavin Kirkland: AS HE BLOWS THE FIRE DIRECTLY AT HIM! PART OF KELTON’S PANTLEG JUST CAUGHT ON FIRE AS HE QUICKLY SHOOTS BACK, TRYING TO PAT IT OUT BEFORE IT CAN SPREAD! SAORI TRIES TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THE DISTRACTION AND ATTACK HIM!
Persephone: BUT KIRK TAKES THE BRANDING IRON AND SLAMS IT AGAINST THE ABDOMEN OF SAORI! A HUGE SCORCH MARK IS LEFT AS SHE CRUMBLES DOWN TO HER KNEES, AND WHY DOESN’T HE JUST STOP THE PUSSY SHIT AND SET FIRE TO SOMEONE ALREADY!
(SCRATCH!)
Stew-O: BECAUSE HE’S NOT GOING TO GET THE TIME TO! PANDORA COMES FROM BEHIND AND USES THE CAT CLAWS TO SCRATCH ACROSS THE BACK OF KIRK REDWOOD! HE DROPS THE BRANDING IRON DOWN TO THE GROUND AS PANDORA PICKS IT UP!
Gavin Kirkland: AND WHACKS HIM AGAINST THE SIDE OF THE HEAD TO TAKE HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH THE BRANDING IRON! PANDORA QUICKLY RECOVERS-
(STAB!)
Persephone: BUT DAMON LAZARUS JUST USED A GLASS SHARD AND JAMMED IT DIRECTLY INTO HER ARM! PANDORA IS FROZEN IN SHOCK-
(CRACK!)
Stew-O: # CTE ON THE BED OF NAILS!
Gavin Kirkland: PANDORA PAISLEY IS LODGED INTO THEM AS SHE’S COMPLETELY WIPED OUT! DAMON QUICKLY SWOOPS BACK UP TO HIS FEET!
Persephone: FINAL ATONEMENT OUT OF NOWHERE BY JON KELTON TO TAKE HIM OUT!
(…)
Stew-O: # BUT SAORI CATCHES KELTON OUT OF MID-AIR WITH THE RAIMEI HAKKE!
Gavin Kirkland: BICYCLE KNEE DROPS KELTON DOWN TO THE GROUND, AND BOTH DAMON AND SAORI ARE LOOKING AT ONE ANOTHER! THEY REALIZE WHAT THEY NEED TO DO HERE!
(Words don’t need to be said between the two to bring themselves into motion. Damon falls backward and into the corner as Saori reaches out for the lighter fluid that Kirk Redwood entered the ring with.)
Persephone: Why the fuck is she dousing it over Damon’s boot?! If she lights her boyfriend on fire, that would be really fucking funny.
Stew-O: SHE’S USING A MATCH, AND SHE JUST LIT DAMON’S BOOT ON FIRE! AND HE HAS HIS EYES POISED ON A RECOVERING KIRK REDWOOD! NO!
(THUD!)
Gavin Kirkland: # FLAMING PUNT KICK RIGHT TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD TO TAKE HIM DOWN!
Stew-O: DAMON QUICKLY DROPS DOWN AND HOOKS THE LEG AS HE GOES FOR THE PIN!
OOONNNEEE!!!
(Pandora barely manages to pull herself off of the bed of nails, her eyes fluttering as she looks up… to see Damon getting the pin.)
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
(She slowly begins to crawl, getting as close as she can before leaping…)
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
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…
(But before she can break it up… a weak and disheveled Auburn Ware barely manages to reach out and grab her ankle, stopping her in place just in time.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Until It Sleeps’ begins to play through the speakers as the crowd begins to erupt into a thunderous reaction. Damon Lazarus is down on the ground as he slowly rolls himself off of the body of Kirk Redwood. Pandora Paisley has a look of shock on her face, barely missing it, but before she can even react… she finally succumbs to her wounds, collapsing down in a heap. Auburn Ware is still pressed against the barbed wire, looking at the scene that’s unfolded, and as she does… a tear begins to run down her face.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, your winners of the 2026 WAR GAMES MATCH… TEAM VOLTAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!
Persephone: FOR THE SECOND YEAR IN A ROW, VOLTAGE HAS WON WAR GAMES! SUCK IT, LOSERS! BAHAHAHAHAHA!
(Persephone stands up and does a victory lap around the desk.)
Gavin Kirkland: Sigh. How did we let this happen??
Stew-O: There was no “let” about it. All three teams gave it everything they had and got SO close to picking up the win. Even in the end Showdown nearly managed to keep the match alive, but they were just a bit too late and thanks to that, Voltage got the win.
Gavin Kirkland: Yeah, I guess so. I’m sad Showdown couldn’t get the win but they definitely killed it out there! They proved they belong at the top.
Stew-O: Same could be said for team Dynasty. They were monsters tonight, but in the end War Games is unpredictable, and I don’t think anyone could’ve expected Auburn Ware to save her team despite everything those two had done to her.
Gavin Kirkland: I know! It’s crazy! If that didn’t happen, Showdown definitely would’ve–
Persephone: Are you two done!? This is Voltage’s win! Stop making it about yourselves!
(The cage has risen up as the aftermath becomes clear to everyone involved. While Team Voltage begins to come to their senses, shots are shown of the other teams.)
(Cy Henderson is seen rolling out, and for a usually stoic, determined person with years of experience… cracks in the armor are beginning to show. He doesn’t know what to say, but he comes to the realization for the first time that things… just didn’t work out. BRAE is right next to him, and he doesn’t find himself angry or frustrated, he merely has his hands clasped together, stuck in deep thought, as he’s unable to formulate any thoughts at the moment.)
(Meanwhile, all three members of Showdown have also brought themselves to ringside, and needless to say, they’re completely pissed off. They gave their all to this match, and for what? To see the team they felt was undeserving get their moment? It’s a bitter pill to swallow, and judging by the looks on the faces of Pandora Paisley and Jon Kelton, they knew, they could not deny whatsoever, that this one cut deep.)
(It then went to the winners. Saori Aizen as Damon recovered jumped directly into his arms. She’s all over him as the two of them engage in a feisty liplock with one another, celebrating the win in only the manner that they could.)
Persephone: Okay, I’m glad my brand won but I don’t need to see this.
Stew-O: Ladies and gentlemen that concludes Territorial Invasion, as Voltage scores themselves a second consecutive win in War Games! I wouldn’t have expected a team with such uniquely personal issues to get it done, but if you ever needed proof of just how much matches like this mean to those who compete in it, there you have it!
(Medical personnel arrive at the scene, and while they make their way towards everyone, multiple medics are shown rushing to Auburn Ware. She’s been completely unresponsive since going into the explosive barbed wire board, and the medics help sit her up, trying to get the slightest bit of movement from her. Damon and Saori remain in the ring, as Damon watches it all unfold.)
(Eventually, Auburn does wake up. It’s only a faint sign of life. Not enough for her to stand, but enough for her to look around, process what she had done, and finally… lay her eyes on Damon, who still has the Specialists Champion in his arms.)
(Auburn doesn’t say anything. Instead, her eyes begin to water, and tears start falling down her face as the medics continue tending to her.)
(Throughout it all Saori Aizen is pleased, having gotten exactly what she wanted, which was a War Games victory. She remains in Damon’s arms, content with celebrating the victory like this for now right in the middle of all the destruction. Damon however, still has his eyes on Auburn. He doesn’t move, despite the Champion who remains in his arms. He just stares, watching as the medics check on the crying Auburn Ware.)
(With this sight, Territorial Invasion fades.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
