(EAW Intro Plays.)

(The show begins to start following the classic season 14 Dynasty intro. We see a brief recap f Operation: Doomsday as the highly and hotly contested battles waged by EAW’s supreme elitists is displayed. We see a big win for SEBAS in the New Breed Showcase, Jalyn Garcia’s win over Mason Massacre, The Grand Athletes shocking the world and defeating Fire & Ice for the Unified Tag Team titles, and Sarah Price defending her Specialist title against Harper Lee. Lethal Consequences manages to defeat the young and hungry Andre Walker, Dray Fontana ended Xander Payne’s Pure title run, and Impact manages to steal a victory from Charlie Marr. We witness a classic between Serena Bennett and Andrea Valentine until it is spoiled by Universal Women’s Champion Minerva’s interference. Finally, the main event between The Visual Prophet vs Chris Elite with Veena Adams as the special guest referee. A feisty back and forth saw the entire BVU appear ready to gift wrap a win for Chris until Viz’s assistant, Nina, finally returned to EAW to help even the odds and secure the title defense for Viz. Veena Adams managed to stay unbiased but instead of getting a Nina, Veena, and Viz reunion…Nina hit Veena with a Kiss to the Head elbow to end the show.)

(We open up in the performance center with the socially distanced crowd masked up and cheering. Pyrotechnics fire off before we get a shot of the commentary trio sitting ringside.)

Stew-O: Operation Doomsday is in the books and season 14 keeps on rolling here as we welcome you to this week’s FRIDAY NIGHT DYNASTY!

Jake Mercer: The Impact Zone is electric tonight as we see the fall out from one of the most memorable editions of Operation: Doomsday ever. So much to unpack, so much to talk about!

Flannery McCoy: And even more to unveil as we have a NEW Pure Champion and NEW Unified Tag Team champions here on Dynasty!

Jake Mercer: BIG FACTS!

Stew-O: I am Stew-O alongside me as always is the one and only Flannery McCoy.

Flannery McCoy: You know I woudln’t want to be anywhere else in the world than by your side, pal!

Jake Mercer: #Friendzoned! Stew ain’t never getting the panties off with that type of game.

Stew-O: And our third wheel, Jake Mercer, is here to force his internet smart mark opinions and give us the scoop on what is being talked about on Reddit, Discord, and Twitter when it comes to this wrestling world we partake in.

Jake Mercer: Speaking of twitter, I seen King was trending but it wasn’t Drake. Turns out, we have a weird Drake King impersonating TikTok influencer who dresses as Drake King but exclusively curses and swears in every video. Rumor is Drake sent a cease and desist but the young Arab fellow has continued on.

Flannery McCoy: Wait until that EAW legal team gets their hands on him.

Stew-O: Speaking of getting their hands on someone, we have some big matchups tonight. A champion vs champion main event between Dray Fontana and Sarah Price headlines tonight but we also have some other fights to give to the fans. Grand Athletes vs Chris Elite and Andre Walker who both want to bounce back from losses suffered at Operation: Doomsday.

Flannery McCoy: That and much more!

(‘2nd sucks’ begins to ring off as out walks StarrStan to the delight of the crowd.)

Stew-O: Looks like we are being graced by the face that runs this place now! StarrStan is here to open the show.

(StarrStan begins to walk to the ring as he waves at fans. StarrStan enters the ring and receives a microphone from Stephie Love.)

StarrStan: How’s everyone doing tonight? We washing our hands, wearing our masks? Let’s keep this positive momentum going and eventually once this entire pandemic is over, we can get back to fully seated buildings and giant world tours where we bring this glorious product to everyone. Until then, we are here in “The Impact Zone” as Jake Mercer. This performance center has truly been a great place for EAW all things considered. Especially with Operation: Doomsday. Fantastic show all around, we had two title changes and two title defenses. Beyond that, we also saw several big matches end in spectacular and controversial fashion. Aside from the ending of the night involving Veena Adams, I must say things worked pretty well. As for Veena Adams and her situation with Nina, that will be addressed later on tonight. But, beyond that, great job everyone including you fans for making it feel almost as lively and loud as a packed arena show!

(The socially distanced crowd cheers as StarrStan claps for them.)

StarrStan: It’s time we continue forward because soon comes the annual Territorial Invasion show. An event with a storied history and one that brings Dynasty, Voltage, and Showdown together for one co-branded event that will see so many dream matches come true. If you do not know, you will learn now…War Games is returning once again and there are many Elitists whose names will be rumored to be apart of this classic three man tag team triple threat match. I’ve had my eye on a lot of potential people to be apart of Team Dynasty and to be honest, one person has stood out among the pool of talent here on FND. This person has had pressure on them for some time now, battled in various main event matches, held their own against the biggest names in the sport, and never ran from a challenge. This person was put to the test by me and has risen to the challenge every time. Living up to expectations is what makes you a star in my eyes. That person is…Specialist Champion…Sarah Price!

(‘Land of the Innocent’ by Feathers plays as out walks Sarah Price to an enormous cheer. The fans rejoice as she struts out in her ring gear with her Specialist title on her shoulders.)

Jake Mercer: THE GUARDIAN ANGEL HAS ARRIVED!

Flannery McCoy: That right there is a wonderful pick by StarrStan. Sarah Price is quite possibly the best female wrestler going today and if she isn’t she is not that far from the very best!

Stew-O: Sarah Price, Specialist Champion, The Superhero…is apart of Team Dynasty!

(Sarah Price makes her way down the ramp, up the steel steps, and into the ring. Sarah stands opposite StarrStan as her music begins to fade out.)

StarrStan: Congratulations on your title defense against the eager Harper Lee. You two point on a good showing and should be proud of the match you guys had. Beyond that, I need an answer right now. Sarah, do you accept this offer? Will you join Team Dynasty and help lead us to a victory that we missed out on last season?

(Sarah received a microphone from Stephie Love as she mouths the words “wow” before raising it to speak.)

Sarah Price: Well first off, thank you for congratulating me on that successful title defense. I have nothing but the upmost respect for Harper Lee and everything she put out that week. From the mic to the match, we both laid it all on the line but in the end I managed to defend my Specialist Championship for a second time and I can’t lie…it feels good. What feels just as good is this offer to be apart of something equally as special as being Specialist champion. I get to be apart of an exclusive club, Team Dynasty members. Last year, Serena Bennett was the captain and with TLA and Darkane by her side, they put on one hall of an effort only to come up short against Team Voltage. Three women, three queens as people refer to them, denied Friday Night Dynasty its chance to be the superior brand and this year…I’ll gladly be the reason why Voltage and Showdown fall short of beating us at War Games. So yes, I accept.

(The crowd roars as a chant begins.)

Crowd: SAR-AH PRICE!!! SAR-AH PRICE!!! SAR-AH PRICE!!! SAR-AH PRICE!!!

StarrStan: Fantastic, you are-

Sarah Price: Oh, I have some questions. 

StarrStan: Oh. Um. :lupe: Sure, fire away.

Sarah Price: Am I like the captain this season?

StarrStan: Captain Price…that sounds pretty good. Has a nice ring to it. Who wouldn’t want to answer the call of duty and go to War with a Captain Price?!

Sarah Price: Sweet. Also, how can I go about filling the rest of my team out? I know last year, Bennett picked two guys who despised each other but they worked things out enough to make it a tough match up for the other brands. Also, both TLA and Darkane received World title shots against Impact following War Games. Maybe that can help motivate this year’s members!

StarrStan: Well, I can’t guarantee that whoever you pick will be given title shots like TLA and Darkane, I can say that you will have freedom to fill out the team with whoever you want and have free reign to build a suitable squad to represent Dynasty.

Sarah Price: Oh. Ok. Sweet!

StarrStan: Um, is that it?

Sarah Price: Yeah, I’m good. Let’s do this thing!

StarrStan: Well, put it there!

(Sarah Price extends her hand and shakes StarrStan’s hand as the fans pop and her music begins to play again.)

Sarah Price: I promise I won’t let you or this brand down, Starr!

StarrStan: I know you won’t, Sarah. You have yet to let me down and I know you won’t at Territorial Invasion!

(StarrStan takes her hand and raises it high as he nods his head with approval as Sarah smiles ear to ear with the fans rejoicing them both.)

Stew-O: The Specialist Champion will be representing us at Territorial Invasion and I cannot wait to see how this team shapes out to be!

Jake Mercer: Are we forgetting the elephant in the room?

Flannery McCoy: I highly doubt Sarah Price asks Xander Payne to join Team Dynasty.

Jake Mercer: No, listen. Didn’t Veena Adams say she has a plan regarding War Games? I don’t know how this will play into everything but I’d keep my eye on that situation if I’m a fan or even StarrStan! But, good luck to Sarah Price and I hope she brings the dubya home to us here on the A-Show!

(The scene ends as a commercial for Andre Walker skin bleaching is shown.)

(Dynasty comes back from commercial break to show a secluded area of the backstage area. The lights are dimmed as its clear there’s a figure in the darkness clearly breathing heavily clearly not in the best of shape. The camera finally begins to focus on Xander Payne sitting on a production crate clearly not in the best form. Everything about him screams a mess as he’s disheveled with his hair in a mess as he seems to be messy and unorganized as well. He has his face buried in his hands as he rocks back and forth slowly clearly feeling the effects of what happened at Operation: Doomsday)

(Xander is stopped by a hand that reaches out and is placed on his shoulder. Xander is startled as he looks up to see the face of Charlie Marr looking down on him with a grimace on his face as he does so. He pats his shoulder an extra time before bringing it down to his side and speaking)

Charlie Marr: You know you’re just the person I’m looking for. But a part of me wants to ask what’s happened to you. 

Xander Payne: …

Charlie Marr: Cat got your tongue? To be fair you probably ate it…

(Xander’s eyes widen as he looks up at Charlie. He stiffens up for a moment as he tenses his shoulders for a moment before Xander brings them back down seeming to be completely defenseless. It seems to be just adding to plenty more problems if he retaliates at ‘The Libertine’. Before finally, he finally opens his mouth)

Xander Payne: The weight of the world has been placed down onto my shoulders. The anger, the hatred, the torment finally put into play like soldiers being deployed into war when it all went down at Operation: Doomsday… This, THIS! Is not the outcome that I thought out, never in a million years… never in a million years would I thought I would lose to… AN ABSOLUTE JOKE! You don’t get it, YOU of all people wouldn’t get me.

Charlie Marr: I do. You’re acting like I didn’t lose to Impact on the same night, someone that people already had figured out like a book. But I was given a chance to breathe again. I was given another chance to find myself back on that totem pole position in this little Brand Warfare match that we’ve got at Territorial Invasion. That’s why, I want to give you the same chance that I was given. And enter side-by-side into the battle that will find us redemption, that we truly both deserve.

(Charlie holds out his hand expecting Xander to shake it as Xander looks down at it. He gives a heavy sigh before looking up at Charlie once more)

Xander Payne: This anger that I have? One that I can fully admit to having, is unkempt. As you said you don’t get me in any sort of way, you don’t know what what I’ve been through does to a person. This rage, I brought it out on everyone, my friends, my… family… you’d just be another casualty of that, recruiting me to join a team? I’m highly advising you not to.

Charlie Marr: This is your chance to fix that Xander. I know you desire it. Take my hand.

(Xander looks back at Charlie’s hand before slowly rising his. He finally accepts the handshake as they both shake on it before Xander lets go)

Xander Payne: Leave.

(Xander points as Charlie turns around and walks away. The last shot seen is the smirk on his face getting a new teammate for Dynasty as the camera fades out)

(Friday Night Dynasty transitions to Stephie Love in the middle of the ring.)

Stew-O: Welcome back to Friday Night Dynasty, ladies and gentlemen! Coming up next, our first action of the night, but it’s certainly going to be action-packed! Two of the red brand’s finest young stars will do battle in the upcoming matchup! Mason Massacre and Khamsin will square off in what’s sure to be a Dynasty classic, what a way to kick off the show! 

Jake Mercer: Both of these young men coming fresh off losses at Operation Doomsday, against Sebas and Jalyn Garcia, who’ll also go to war later tonight! Though Mason And Khamsin aren’t looking to fall back down the ranks, they’re looking to regain a foothold in a title scene! 

Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A SINGLES MATCH, SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL! 

(The spotlight shines on the stage as Khamsin appears in front of the socially distanced Elite Answers Wrestling Performance Center, through a chorus of boos and shouts, no entrance music at all, Khamsin begins to make his way towards the ring.)

Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST, WRESTLING OUT OF VERDUN, FRANNNNCCCEEEEEE!!! WEIGHING IN AT 210 POOUUNNNDDSSSS, ‘LE MAGGGNIIIFFFFIIIIIQUUEEEEEE’ KHAMMMSIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!

Flannery McCoy: Season 14 hasn’t served Khamsin perhaps as well as he’d hoped, but he says real men make their own luck, and he’s here to do just that tonight! A win over Mason Massacre is exactly what Khamsin needs to find his footing on Dynasty. A direction to move towards. A victory of Mason Massacre very well could put him on that path, but that’s easier said than done! ‘Le Magnifique as an extremely tough test ahead of him tonight, one of his toughest to date. 

Stew-O: Indeed, it will be. Though if you know this man, his nasty attitude is only fueled by his desire for success and hunger for gold. He’ll do anything he must to leave with a victory, and I have a feeling we’re going to see an uber-aggressive Khamsin tonight. 

(‘The Purge’ by ScHoolboy Q, Tyler The Creator, and Kurupt replaces the silence as Mason Massacre and his mean mug make their way onto the stage.)

Stephie Love: AND HIS OPPONENT, WRESTLING OUT OF EASTSIDE, LONG BEACH, CALIIIFORRNIIAAAAAAAA!!!! WEIGHING IN AT 282 POOOUUUNNDDDSSSSSSS!!!! MASSSOOONNNNNNN “THE NATURAL BORN KILLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAA” MASSSACCCRREEEEEEE!!!!

Jake Mercer: This man has certainly lived up to that namesake thus far. Quickly becoming one of EAW’s most sought after acquisitions, Mason Massacre has found his home on Dynasty and won’t rest until his warpath has torn through the very best thins brand has to offer. A win tonight would elevate Mason’s place on the totem pole to unseen heights for him, and open the door to so many opportunities that he’s been searching for. Though being Khamsin’s toughest task to date is transversal! Khamsin will serve as more than a challenge for Mason, and offer him an unknown level of barbaric tactics and strategies! 

(The referee signals for the bell to be rung, indicating the official beginning of this singles match.

(DING! DING! DING!)

Flannery McCoy: Here we go! Khamsin and Mason circling one another, looking to gain an early advantage over one another. The strength of Khamsin isn’t to be dismissed, even against a mammoth of a being like Terry Massacre. Sorry, Mason! They engage with a collar and elbow tie-up, Mason attempting to use his size to his advantage! Possibly dominate the smaller Khamsin from the get-go! Khamsin able keep his footing, using that brute underlying strength he possesses! As I said, he’s nothing to sleep on! Khamsin now with a double leg takedown, bringing the bigger Mason to the canvas! Amazing pure wrestling from Khamsin! Now controlling Mason on the ground, transitioning to a cross face. We know this man will use any number of sadistic methods to torture his opponent. Khamsin stomps on the back of Mason, driving a boot through the spine, and once more going back to controlling Massacre on the canvas! 

Stew-O: Khamsins a showman, but he’s certainly resorting to a very fundamental set of groundwork to neutralize the dangerous Mason Massacre. Brilliant! Mason now up to a vertical base, fighting off the ravaging Khamsin, delivering elbows to the Frenchman’s midsection. Mason lifts Khamsin onto his shoulders now, possibly looking for a Samoan drop!! Look at Khamsin, aggressively ripping at the hair of Mason, not allowing the offensive move!! He’ll do anything to escape with a victory! Now back to square one, KHAMSIN SMACKS MASON! BITCH SLAPPING THE BIG MAN RIGHT ACROSS THE FACE!! HE’S JUST AWAKENED A SLEEPING BEAST, KHAMSIN LOOKS AS IF HE’S SEEN A GHOST! MASON IS FURIOUS, NOW A DEVASTATING PALM STRIKE TO THE JAW OF KHAMSIN, SMACKING THE GODDAMN TASTE OUT OF HIS MOUTH!! THAT’S WHERE DISRESPECT AGAINST A BAD MOTHERFUCKER CAN GET YOU! 

Jake Mercer: Mason Massacre won’t stand for the nastiness, and he isn’t done yet! Off the ropes with a shoulder tackle that sends Khamsin barreling out of the ring!! Mason sends him flying!! Khamsin collecting himself outside of the ring appears disgusted! Mason calls him into the ring, inviting the competition! Khamsin slides back into the ring quickly, but he’s got Mason fooled! He fakes the entry and Mason sends himself crashing in a heap with a jumping senton!! Khamsin outsmarting the ‘So-Cal Submission Specialist’ there, and now clapping at Mason, the ultimate disrespect from Khamsin! Relishing in his handy work, though what else should we have expected from him! Khamsin on the apron, waiting for Mason to get back to his feet, looking to fly! Masons up and Khamsin off the top rope with a crossbody!

Stew-O: But mason caught him!! Massacre plucked him out of thin air! Now positioning Khamsin on his shoulders, an electric chair powerbomb may be in his near future! He’s about to be ripped from the heavens with this powerbomb, wait, Khamsin escaping out the back door! Khamsin able to evade the possible powerbomb, NOW SWINGS HIS HEEL LIKE A BASEBALL BAT WITH A SPINNING HEEL KICK- BUT MASON HAD IT SCOUTED!! MASON AVOIDS THE KICK, QUICKL SCOOPING KHAMSIN INTO THE AIR AND SENDING HIM CRASHING HIM DOWN TO THE MAT WITH A THUNDEROUS SPINEBUSTER!! CALL THAT MAN A CHIROPRACTOR BECAUSE HE JUST REAGLINED HIS SPINE!!! MASON ATTEMPTS A PIN, LOOKING TO END THE MATCH EARLY!!

(ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!)

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Stew-O: KICKOUT FROM KHAMSIN! Khamsin with more than enough wherewithal to power out of that one, but Mason rattled his body off the canvas. Khamsin will be feeling that for more than a few days. The ‘Eastside Exterminator’ now drags Khamsin into the turnbuckle and presses his boot against his neck, not allowing Khamsin any room to rest. Quite agile for a big guy, isn’t he? Mason using all of his five count in the corner, now flying in with a clothesline attempt! Khamsin able to escape peril at the very last moment, sending Mason flying with no water in the pool, and now a standing dropkick from Khamsin sends Mason bounding off the ropes!! THE BIG MAN STILL ON HIS FEET, KHAMSIN MEETS HIM AGAIN WITH A HUGE EUROPEAN UPPERCUT!! THAT ONE SENDS MASON STUMBLING BACK TO THE CORNER!!

Jake Mercer: Khamsin extremely aggressive right now!! He launches himself into the corner with another European uppercut to the jaw of Mason, who’s barely able to stay on his feet! KHAMSIN ABLE TO MAUEVER OVER MASON AND DRIVE HIS SKULL INTO THE CANVAS WITH A DDT, A FLOAT OVER DDT FROM KHAMSIN!! MASON IS DOWN AND KHAMSIN ONCE MORE WITH THE ONSLAUGHT, DROPS THE KNEE ACROSS MASON’S FACE!! A LEBRON-ESQ LEAP INTO THE AIR AND COMES COLLIDING DOWN WITH A KNEE TO THE FACE OF MASON MASSACRE!! NOW LOOKING FOR  THE AMATERASU VICE GRIP!! THAT ANACONDA VICE SUBMISSION THAT HAS FELLED MANY MEN!! HE’S TRYING TO LOCK IT IN, MASSACRE STRUGGLING TO FIND A WAY TO A ROPE, HE’S GOTESCAPE!!! WHAT THE HELL, LOOK AT MASON, THUMBING THE EYEBALL OF KHAMSIN, LOOKING TO DRIVE THE FINGER THROUGH THE BRAIN, A CHEAP TACTIC FROM MASON, BUT LIKE KHAMSIN, HE’LL DO WHAT HE HAS TO TO WIN THIS MATCHUP!!! Mason rolls to the outside of the ring, not allowing Khamsin to gain any more momentum than he already has. 

Flannery McCoy: Khamsin doesn’t care, he’ll follow Mason out anyway! Chasing Massacre around the ring,franticly running around the ringside area. Mason gets back in the ring and stuns the following Khamsin with an enzeguiri to the face! He was playing possum! Sending Khamsin toppling over the top rope and to the floor with a clothesline, Mason’s now the one looking for a high-risk maneuver! MASON MASSACRE SOARING THROUGH THE AIR WITH A SUICIDE DIVE FOREARM!!!! NAILING KHAMSIN SQUARE IN THE FACE, BOTH MEN HITTING THE FLOOR HARD!!! MASON RISKING IT ALL FOR VICTORY HERE TONIGHT, HE SUDDENLY BECAME THE FLYING MAGIC SCHOOL BUS OF ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING, DUMPING HIS ENOMORITY ON KHAMSIN!!! 

Stew-O: THAT DIDN’T COME OUT RIGHT, FLANNERY, BUT IT WAS INSANE NONETHELESS! Mason barely struggling to his feet with the help of the barricade, regaining control of Khamsin, who appears absolutely lifeless. OH, NO!!! MASON POSSIBLY LOOKING FOR A  URANAGE ON THE FLOOR, MASSACRE’S OUT FOR BLOOD TONIGHT!!! KHAMSIN TRYING TO FIGHT, HE’S TRYING TO FIND A SURGE OF POWER AND ENERGY!! HE FINDS A WAY OUT OF MASON’S GRASP AND CHARGES WITH A KNEE TO MASON’S MIDSECTION!! NOW A BOOT TO THE MIDSECTION, IT APPEARS KHAMSIN HAS FOUND A TARGET!! LOOKING TO BRUTALIZE THE BODY AND MIDSECTION OF MASON, SPEARING HIM INTO THE BARRIACE WITH FORCE!!! THAT MUST HAVE SHAKEN THE BUILDING!! Rolling Mason back into the ring, Khamsin isn’t done punishing Massacre just yet! Appears to be searching for The ‘Dominus’ Gutwrench Powerbomb!! There’s no way he can power Mason up for it, especially this far into such a cruel and grueling matchup. HE’S TRYING, HE’S ALMOST DOING IT!! KHAMSIN BARELY ABLE TO GET MASON OFF THE CANVAS, HE’S USING EVERY OUNCE OF POWER LEF IN HI BODY!!! BUT HE JUST CAN’T DO IT!! He can’t summon the power to lift Mason!Both men on their knees now, MASON SNEAKILY FIRES ANOTHER ENZEGUIRI AT KHAMSIN, BUT HE’S GOT THIS ONE FORECASTED!! KHAMSIN AVOID ITS AND TAKES MASON’S BACK, HE’S GONNA DO IT THIS TIME!!! KHAMSIN ABLE TO PWOER MASON UP, AND THROW HIM DOWN VIOLENTLY WITH ‘DOOOOOOMMMIIIIMNNNUUUUUSSSSSSSSS’!!!!!! ‘DOMINUS’ CONNECTING FOR KHAMSIN, WHAT A COUNTER, THIS COULD BE IT!!! KHAMSIN WITH THE PIN!!!

(ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!)

(TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!)

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Jake Mercer: KICKOUTTTTTTTT!!!! MASON GOT THE SHOULDER UP AT THE VERY LAST MINUTE, BARELY ABLE TO MOVE, STAYING ALIVE ON HIS INSTINCT ALONE!! Khamsin appears as shocked as anyone, he can’t believe Mason was able to power out. Look at Khamsin, he’s absolutely infuriated that this match isn’t over, he’s got murder on his mind! KHAMSIN STOMPING AWAY AT MASON’S MIDSECTION, REPEATED STOMPS TO THE RIBS AND BACK, MASON JUST TRYING TO COVER UP!! WRITHING IN PAIN!!! KHAMSIN WITH ANOTHER BIG KNEE DROP, THIS TIME ONTO THE STOMACH OF MASON!! UNFORGIVING! Mason on his knees, Khamsin just shouting at him, sarcastically mocking the injured Mason Massacre. Once more telling Mason to end his suffering now, Khamsin just basking in the glory of this hate. MASON WITH A BI FOREARM TO THE FACE, HE’S NOT OUT YET!! KHAMSIN IS REVOLTED, BUT HE’S STRUCK AGAIN BY MASON, WHO APPEARS TO HAVE FOUND A SECOND WIND!! KHAMSIN WITH A JUMPING KNEE, BUT MASON CAUGHT HIM IN MIDAIR AND TURNED IT INTO A LUMBAR CHECK!!! A LUBAR CHECK FROM MASSACRE, KHAMSINIS NOW FEELING THE PAIN!!

Stew-O: MASON’S TRULY FINDING HIS MOMENTUM AND THIS COULD BE HIS MOMENT TO SHINE!!! MASON LOADS KHAMSIN UP FOR ‘HELL ON EARTH’!! HE’S GONNA DRIVE HIM DOWN….AND HE DOES IT!!!! MASON MASSACRE DELIVERS ‘HELL ON EARTH’ BOUNCING KHAMSIN OFF THE CANVAS, THAT MIGHT BE IT!! WAIT, WHAT THE HELL!!?!? HE ISN’T GOING FOR THE PIN, HE WANTS TO PUT THE NAIL IN THE COFFIN AND SEAL KHAMSIN’S FATE!! LEAVE NO DOUBT OF HIS CARNAGE!!! HE’S GOT KHAMSIN ON HIS SHOULDERS AGAIN, THE ‘562’ COULD BE IN KHAMSINS NEAR FUTURE, AND IT WILL SURELY END HIS HOPES OF REBOUNDING FROM HIS OPERATION DOOMSDAY DEFEAT!! MASON’S GOING TO END THE MATCH RIGHT HERE, WHAT A NIGHT FOR MASON MASSACRE!! MASON WITH THE ‘562- WAIT WHAT THE HELL, KHAMSIN ESCAPES OUT THE BACK, HOW TH EHELL DID HE HAVE THE WHEREWITHAL TO FIGHT OUT OF IT!!! NOW HE’S TAKEN MASON’S BACK, LIFTING MASSACRE ONTO HIS SHOULDERS!!! PRRYYYYAAAAMMMIIIDDDD POOOSSSSEEEEEIIIEEEEEDOOOONNNN!!!! KHAMSIN NAILS PYRAMID POSEIDON ON MASON MASSACRE, WHAT A GODDAMN COUNTER FROM KHAMSIN, WHO HEADS INTO THE COVER!!! THIS IS SURELY ALL SHE WROTE!!!

(ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!)

(TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!)

(TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!)

Flannery McCoy: KICKOUTT!!!!!!!JDJEJDJJDJDJDJDJDJDJ!!!! KLAOWPAPDOODOWLOSOWOOW!!!! HOW IN THE HOLY SHIT DID HE KICK OUT!!!! MASON SURVIVES THE ELECTRIC CHAIR DRIVER FROM KHAMSIN, WHO’S IN ABSOLUTE DISBELIEF!!! BUT HE’S NOT DONE, HE STILL IS TRYING TO FINISH MASON, BREAK A SEEMINGLY UNBREAKABLE WILL!! KHAMSIN SIGNALING THE END IS NEAR FOR MASON!!! HE”S GOT HIM BY THE NECK!!! ALEXANDRIIIANNNN GULLOOTTTIINNNEEEEEEEEE!!!! KHAMSIN HIT IT, THIS ONE HAS TO DO THE TRICK, IT MUST!!! KHAMSIN INTO THE COVER OF MASON!!!

(ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!)

(TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!)

(TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!)

(DING! DING! DING!)

Flannery McCoy: HE DID IT, KHAMSIN DEFEATS MASON MASSACRE!!!

Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER, ‘LE MAGNIFIQUEEEEEEE’ KHAMMMSSIIIINNNNNNN!!!!!

Stew-O: My God, what an incredible match. These two just went out there and left it all in the ring, showing us all why they’re going to be huge parts of Dynasty’s landscape in the coming months. THough only one could leave with a victory, and tonight, Khamsin is that one. 

Jake Mercer: Mason fought through unbelievable pain and torture tonight, but in the end, he’s only a man. What a talent he affirmed himself to be tonight, but Khamsin was the better fo these two tonight! Congratulations, Khamsin! Dynasty will return with more action soon!

(Dynasty fades to commercial break.)

(Commercial Break for TLA’s commercial making company)

(‘Me’ by Taylor Swift featuring Brendon Urie plays as the crowd turns down right mean with the amount of boos they send towards the stage. Quickly emerging from behind the black curtain is the infamous Veena Adams as she stands on stage briefly showing off her faux leather jacket, a white buttoned down blouse, and a pair of slacks to match. Veena scolds the fans for the negative reaction before flipping her hair and strutting to the ring.)

Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, she is the co-general manager of Friday Night Dynasty…Veena Adams!

Flannery McCoy: I’m not sure if Veena is wearing extra makeup due to the fact that our usual Make Up Visual Artists is at home quarantined due to having Covid symptoms or because she purposely is trying to cover up a black eye sustained from her interaction with the returning Nina.

Jake Mercer: They May be the reason but I also thinks she looks kinda hot with all that cake on her face. Makes me want to drop this man bun and slip into something more comfortable. :shaq:

Flannery McCoy: First off eww. Secondly, don’t let Charlie Marr hear that.

Jake Mercer: I got some salt in my underwear Incase Charlie tries to cockblock!

(Veena snatches a microphone from Stephie Love before waving her off. Veena’s music fades out as she stands in the ring.)

Veena Adams: I know, today has been another great day for Dynasty especially following the superbly booked show that was Operation: Doomsday. Great effort from all the elitists but especially great effort by yours truly for bringing it all together. Oh, and StarrStan was very much helpful in that as well. Because we are a team. A team that should be respected and will forever be respected. That’s why it pains me to even have to address the disrespectful actions done to me by a woman who A) is not an employee of this company and B) Isn’t even an American citizen. It’s alarming how with everything going on in his country, I have to deal with immigrants and sluts who have no regard for authority. I have half a mind to call my uncle and have him get in touch with the man residing in the Oval Office and seeing if we can get ICE to come deport this dirty, filthy, slut dragon…but we have history. This broad and I both shared mutual admiration and love for The Visual Prophet at one time. Back when we were on Voltage, I helped guide and coach The Visual Prophet into becoming New Breed Champion. I also can’t help but feel personally responsible for him becoming World Heavyweight Champion. I mean, without me…who knows if Viz makes it here in EAW! A trade happened after last season’s draft and Viz began a journey without me and I took that same ingenious skill of building new stars and I did what I did for him to Charlie and look at how far he got. He also was World Champion and that type of genius does not deserve a damn elbow to the head. So…

(Veena turns to the stage.)

Veena Adams: Little slut whore cum bucket from Russia…come on out here and face the music. Come explain yourself and see what punishment I have for you!

(No music plays. The crowd is on the edge of their seat as slowly from behind the curtain steps Nina. The crowd pops as the sun tanned woman from Russia stares meekly at the ring. Veena is steaming but not trying to show how angry she really is. Nina is wearing a golden yellow dress with pink pumps as she makes her way down the ramp.)

Jake Mercer: Is it me or did Nina drink what Andre Walker has been drinking. Has she always been a redbone?!

Flannery McCoy: Will you be quiet and let these two women have their words with one another!

Jake Mercer: I’m just saying, she used to be built like Sara Jay and now she is looking like Isis Taylor. :adpeek:

Stew-O: AND NINA IS SLIDING IN THE RING…

Jake Mercer: I wanna slide in her ring. :adpeek:

Stew-O: She begins to rise…

Jake Mercer: So am I. :adpeek:

Flannery McCoy: Please don’t Gavin Kirkland this moment, please!

Jake Mercer: K.

Stew-O: Nina has been away from EAW for sometime. Notably, she was The Visual Prophet’s assistant and alongside Veena, helped usher Viz into EAW and guide him to superstardom. Though he has made huge leaps without both women being directly involved with his career, both directly became apart of it once again at Operation: Doomsday when Nina helped Viz win a match that was refereed by Veena. However, at the end…Veena tried to get in good with her old friends and received a vicious KISS TO THE HEAD elbow for her troubles!

(Nina gently is handed a microphone from Stephie Love as she stands opposite of Veena Adams.)

Veena Adams: You have a lot of nerve, Nina. A lot of fucking nerve. You think you can-

Nina: Let me stop you right there, Vee-Vee…

Veena Adams: :usure:

Nina: You think I has lot of nerves? I think you has lot of nerves!

Veena Adams: Can you speak proper English for once? None of that heavy accent crap when addressing me.

Nina: I speak how I speak and you no like that, you can kiss my Black Russian ass!

Veena Adams: Woah, excuse me?!

Nina: You heard Nina loud n’ clear.

Veena Adams: You are an insane person, do you know that? You come back into EAW, a place that NEVER hired you to work and perform under, spent a year or so being a prop and toy for The Visual Prophet after he recused you from being a sex slave at some Russian bath house giving Diplomats and Olligarchs foot rubs and tug jobs…and this is how you behave? I not only helped foster Viz’s career, I also had to put up with you and your stupidity and THIS is how you repay me? I could have gift wrapped that World Heavyweight title to Chris Elite, I could have ended the match in Viz’s favor a lot sooner but I gave both men a fair chance, something nobody believed I would do…and you in turn take a cheap shot out on me? You sucker punched me?! Are you stupid?!?

Nina: I am no stupid. I am The Visual Prophet’s friend. I love Bae and I knew Bae would have trouble with the VBUBVU team. I knew Chris Elites would try to rob Bae. Nina stopped them from robbing Bae and I am happy I did. Bae happy I did. The fans so happy I did. But you, you not happy for me or happy for Viz. You not happy for Bae because Bae is successful without you. You loved when Bae was off Voltage unable to win the World titles on Dynasty and Showdown for months. You loved Bae struggling throughout the season because if he no win without you, you get the credit for when he win with you. You evil, Vee-Vee. You want credit for Bae’s success but no more piglet back for Vee-Vee. No more taking credit for Viz’s success. He is strong Black man, not a token for you to wave around and abuse. 

Veena Adams: Is that what you think this was? That’s what you think Viz and my relationship was? That’s what your little pea sized cunt brain thinks this was ever going to be?!

Nina: Yassss! You wanna boy toy, pet project, slave man…you call Charlie Marr-Marr and figure that relationship dynamic out, yes! 

Veena Adams: Don’t you disrespect Charlie Marr. Charlie Marr is too smart to let a bitch like Nina Dobrev ruin the most powerful relationship an Elitist can have ESPECIALLY one on Friday  Night Dynasty. 

Nina: You got wax in your ears. All that Charlie Marr cum getting built up, you no hear Nina. Bae don’t need Vee-Vee. Bae the best Evers. You just a fly hovering him because Bae is the shit!

Veena Adams: The only shit here is the bull shit spewing out your nut gulping mouth you fucking Russian mail order bridesmaid. You disgusting little inch worm with fake tits and a faker tan. You came into EAW looking like a busted face Jessica Simpson and now you get a tan and want people to see you looking like Tinashe as if you are any different. You still just the same bottom feeder who Viz saved from a life of turning tricks and licking hairy Russian men’s backs while also having to list “Proficient in Double Penetration” on your LinkedIn profile and resume. You want to villify me like Viz hasn’t done worst without me, go ahead. But, you will apologize for hitting me in the face. You will apologize or else…

Nina: Or else what?!

Veena Adams: Or else I’m going to beat your face until the white meat shows and you go back to how you used to look when you were found you little green card carrying whore.

Nina: I will never apologize to you. You can eat my ass with caramel sauce if you think I will ever apo-

BANG!

Stew-O: MICROPHONE SHOT TO THE FACE! VEENA JUST WENT ROGUE! VEENA ATTACKS NINA AND NINA STAGGERS BACKWARDS! ANOTHER MICROPHONE SHOT BY VEENA AS SHE MOUNTS NINA! NO! NINA ROLLS HER OVER AND SWIPES THE MICROPHONE FROM HER HANDS! NINA BEGINS RAINING PUNCHES ON TO ADAMS AS…

Flannery McCoy: VEENA KICKS HER OFF OF HER BODY! BOTH WOMEN ROLL TO THEIR FEET AS THEY RUSH ONE ANOTHER! A MASSIVE BRAWL ENSUES AS NINA AND VEENA ARE HAMMERING INTO EACH OTHER’S FACES OVER AND OVER AGAIN AT FULL SPEED!

Jake Mercer: I FEEL LIKE THIS HAS BEEN BUILDING FOR YEARS! BOTH ARE JOINED AS KINDRED SISTERS FOR THEIR LOVE OR APPARENT LOVE FOR THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMP AND NEITHER WOMAN IS GOING TO LET THE OTHER BACK THEM DOWN!

Stew-O: All hell is breaking loose as security finally rushes to the ring in an attempt to break up this madness. One half of the governing body that runs this brand is punching a woman who used to be the exclusive assistant to the current World Heavyweight champ but it looks closer to a reenacted fight between Ali and Frazier at the moment! 

Flannery McCoy: Security trying their best to restraint both women but the heat between them might over power everyone!

Stew-O: Both women are finally held apart as they forced Nina out of the ring and drag her up the ramp towards the backstage area. Veena begins threatening to firing guards as they slowly release here once it was made clear Nina was gone.

Flannery McCoy: That deep seated resentment was on display as Nina don Veena both lost their composure and have shown just how much hatred can exist by two people many thought to be friends!

(The scene begins to fade out as Nina is pulled through the curtain as Veena demands to be set free by the guards and they finally give in.)

(Dynasty fades back into the backstage area once more as it shows the catering area and Mason Massacre as he’s seen making his way inside. He clearly looks visibly angered from his loss as he has an Under Armor hoodie over his head before he’s stopped by someone clearing his throat as he turns around. Charlie Marr is seen with a smirk on his face as he begins to speak)

Charlie Marr: Figured I’d see you here of all places.

Mason Massacre: Ay man you stop there I was just getting some water.

Charlie Marr: :mjpls:

Mason Massacre:

Charlie Marr: Anyways I’m sure you get the point as to why I’m here.

Mason Massacre: Of course, talkin’ about this little Brand Warfare thing that Elite Answers Wrestling got going on at the moment. You’re just dying to ask me that million-dollar question right? Will I join your team.

Charlie Marr: You’ve got me sorted, impressed. Well then, might as well give me your answer while we’re here.

(Mason thinks about it for a moment before opening his mouth and beginning to speak)

Mason Massacre: I’m not one to be short on words and it’s safe to say just as you were last week you can see that I’m pretty unhappy about this little shit orchestrated by that insect Jalyn Garcia. Does Tarzan think he can get away with this? 

Charlie Marr: Not the point btec Terry Chambers.

Mason Massacre: Ayo what?

Charlie Marr: Nothing, continue.

Mason Massacre: Just because this is going to get me a first-class ticket to a guaranteed match at Territorial Invasion, I’ll play your little game. But I expect to win at Territorial Invasion, nothing less. Give me that and nothing will happen.

Charlie Marr: Sure bud. I was expecting on doing so anyway.

(Both of them nod at one another as they turn to the opposite direction and walk away from one another as the camera fades out and to elsewhere)

(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)

Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!

(“Black Honey” by Thrice hits!!!)

Stephie Love: Introducing first from Soka, Saitama, Japan… MIIIIITSSUUUUUUBACHHHIIIII!!!

(MITSUBACHI makes his way down to the ring carrying a case of Murder Hornets which he sets near ringside.)

Jake Mercer: I’m leaving.

Flannery McCoy: You are staying.

Jake Mercer: FUCK!

Stew-O: MITSUBACHI is a dangerous man. His opponent may feel the sting tonight!!!

(‘Jet Set Run’ by Yuki Hayashi hits!!!)

Stephie Love: And his opponent from Charlotte, North Carolina weighing in at 118 pounds… “InLEEana Jones” HARRRRRPER LEEEE!!!!!!

(Harper Lee comes skipping down to the ring with a smile on her face and gives a big hug to the cage of Murder Hornets. The hornets start buzzing quietly and calmly as if they have been brought peace by Harper’s kind action towards them.)

Flannery McCoy: Harper is the best.

Jake Mercer: Meh not my type.

Stew-O: Well you have to acknowledge her wrestling skills at least.

Jake Mercer: Never!

(DING! DING! DING!)

Stew-O: MITSUBACHI comes buzzing out of the corner charging in at Harper Lee. But Harper moves out of the way and MITSUBACHI goes flying thru the middle rope to the outside of the ring. Harper rolls outside and grabs him by the hair and slams him back first into the glass barricades at ringside. She drags him around the ring bashing him on top of the head and also bashing his skull into the ring steps and the ring apron as well as our announce table. Harper finally throws him back into the ring but he gets stuck in the ropes on the apron so she hooks his head between the middle rope and drops hm with a DDT right onto the hardest part of the ring. Harper rolls in and goes for the first cover of this matchup.

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Flannery McCoy: MITSUBACHI kicks out so Harper Lee lifts him back up to his feet and begins to slap away at him with back chops. But MITSUBACHI grabs her arm! He begins to light her chest up with chops of his own! Wait isn’t that… nevermind. MITSUBACHI is really going in as he has her wrist firmly clenched and is not letting go as he destroys her chest with his chops! But Harper yanks her hand free defiantly and kicks MITSUBACHI hard in the gut shaking the damage away from her hurt arm. Harper grabs MITSUBACHI by the head and throws him across the ring only to take him down with an Axe Handle as he returns off the Irish Whip. MITSUBACHI back up only to get caught with an Uppercut from Harper. He falls back into the corner as Harper comes lunging in with a Spinning Side Splash! No! MITSUBACHI MOVED OUT OF THE WAY! Harper goes side first into the steel turnbuckle! That has got to hurt! MITSUBACHI moved his ass out to the apron as Harper slowly recovers holding her sides in pain.

Jake Mercer: MITSUBACHI leaping up and over the top rope into the ring! Springboard Clothesline takes down Harper Lee! The cover!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!

Stew-O: Kickout by Harper Lee! MITSUBACHI runs off the ropes only to drop down with a descending Running Clothesline catching the sitting Harper off guard. Another quick cover… no looks like MITSUBACHI is thinking better of it. He knows he still has more work to do to finish off Harper! Harper sitting back up holding her face in pain as MITSUBACHI pulls himself up in the corner. MITSUBACHI comes running in at Harper in the corner… and connects with a Running Big Boot right into the corner devastating Harper! But Harper somehow stays on her feet! She falls back in the ring towards MITSUBACHI who kicks her hard with a Bicycle Kick only to grab her from behind and twist her around into an Unprettier! The cover!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Flannery McCoy: The kickout! Harper Lee showing determination and tenacity to kick out of that! But she is clearly out of it as she lays flat on her back breathing heavily. MITSUBACHI knows that it is his chance as he climbs up to the top rope looking to finish things. But Harper at the last second leaps up and shoves him out onto the apron. She charges him on the apron trying to knock him off but MITSUBACHI manages to duck and gore her between the middle rope! Harper falls back as MITSUBACHI leaps up over the top rope with a Springboard Crossbody into the ring! Harper taken out as she rolls away outside the ring leaving MITSUBACHI to run the ropes as he is coming for Harper! SUICIDE DIVE TO THE OUTSIDE! Both of them crash and burn outside near the glass barriers as the fans bash their hands on it showing that support for these great competitors! MITSUBACHI picks up Harper and tosses her back into the ring for the cover!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! THREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!

Jake Mercer; NO! Harper Lee somehow kicked out! How could this be? Harper Lee recovering in the corner as MITSUBACHI descends on her once more. But Harper dodges his kick and returns one of her own right into the gut of MITSUBACHI! Harper now lighting up his chest with repeated strikes as she tosses him up and over the top rope to the outside! She bangs his head repeatedly against the glass barricade before tossing him back into the ropes and uppercutting hm thru the apron. Harper mounts down on the top of MITSUBACHI in a Camel Clutch like position as she begins to bash the back of his head with forearms. MITSUBACHI throws her off but she comes flying back across the ring and drops him with a Clothesline! MITSUBACHI back up only to get a big kick in the gut from Harper staggering him to his knees. Harper climbs the ropes… Flying Missile Dropkick connects and Harper is rolling! MITSUBACHI sitting in the corner looking dazed as Harper sees her chance. She runs across the ring…

Stew-O: PEACE SIGN!!!! HARPER GOT ALL OF THAT ONE! SHE PINS MITSUBACHI!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(DING! DING! DING!)

Stephie Love: Here is your winner… HARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPER LEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

(‘Jet Set Run’ by Yuki Hayashi hits as Harper Lee is shown jumping for joy and dancing in the ring to celebrate her victory.)

Flannery McCoy: OMG YASSS!!! WE STAN A VICTORIOUS QUEEN!!!

Jake Mercer: No! She’s too happy and I don’t like that!

Stew-O: Great effort from MITSUBACHI this week but unfortunately he was the one who got murdered just like the people who come into contact with his hornets.

(The camera cuts to a commercial featuring one of the racist EAW trolls cosplaying as MLK in public instead of behind their keyboard. You can imagine how long it takes for someone to beat they ass.)

(Dynasty comes back from commercial break as it shows the training area of the EAW Performance Center in a very familiar spot. The makeshift investigation room of the Bozo Victims Unit has once again been set up but even from before it is as unorganized as ever. All the members of the BVU are in a frustrated frenzy as Chris Elite with anger on his face as he walks around the area. How long have they been doing this? God knows how long, but they’re stopped finally by a man walking into the area. Charlie Marr is seen as seemingly all the members of the BVU collectively gag before Chris Elite steps forward and reluctantly speaks)

Chris Elite: FUCK!

Charlie Marr: That’s not a nice way to speak to an old acquaintance.

Chris Elite: What do you want damn. You here to rub in my face that I lost my match at Operation: WhateverTheFuck cuz Charlie Marr be Charlie Marr, like fuck outta here.

Charlie Marr: It’s funny how you can assume that you know people just by personal preference, but that’s far from what I’m going for here. Despite how much of an insufferable bozo-

Chris Elite: Ayo only I can say that.

Charlie Marr: Well shut up I said it anyway and let me speak. Despite how much of a nuisance you are to me we both suffered similar fates at Operation: Doomsday. We both lost, I’m here to make sure that I get that payment back by winning this little Brand Warfare thing at Territorial Invasion, the question is are you in it with me or not.

Chris Elite: Big Bhris Elite teaming with motherfuckin’ Charlie Marr. You got the glizzy too far in your mouth there bud :mjlol: 

Charlie Marr: That’s not an answer.

Chris Elite: Gtfo damn. You expect me to take some favors from a bozo like you then you don’t know who the fuck I am. Smd like I need your help there’s a damn reason I got a Gawd Contract son. You wanna know what I think I think you’re the one that needs help from me, so desperate to fuckin’ satisfy yourself huh? You ain’t getting it, tired of this shit man.

(Charlie’s face twitches for a moment as he stares down Elite for a moment before finally turning around, without a word, and walking away from the area. Elite goes back to pacing around the area as that’s the last shot seen as the camera fades out)

(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)

Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!

(The lights go off with a flip of a switch plunging the arena into complete darkness. Instantly the opening to God Is She by in this Moment begins to play over the P.A System. Just then the entrance begins to light up with a crimson hue as smoke slowly begins to fill the stage when the curtain parts ways and a silhouette walking through only to stop at the center of the stage with their head down with an obvious hood covering their head while the opening lyrics begin…)

“I am the God and the Devil Around You”

“I am the Heaven and the Hell that your crave”

“I am the Queens and the Kings that you bow to”

“I am Name written on your grave”

(The arena’s lights come on with the smoke having dissipated a little to reveal Molly Quinn who looks up from under the hood, she begins to walk down towards the ring with a focus and once she reaches the bottom of the ramp she tears the hood off with a roar of rage. With a leap onto the apron in one fluid motion, Molly vaults over the top rope and walks across the ring to the opposite corner which she climbs and poses where she smirks before looking back towards the ring announcer who steps forward…)

Stephie Love: “Ladies and Gentlemen, hailing from Camden New Jersey… MOLLY QUINN!!!”

(She then steps down and throws the hood at the ropes before pulling at the nearby ropes while waiting for the match to begin, a more focused look on her face now.)

Flannery McCoy: I believe in Molly!

(The lights go out and the pre-chorus begins)

So now you pack your bags

The party’s such a drag

And everyone can tell that you’re poisoning the well

But there are no mistakes

Except what you create

You need to know your place

(The lights explode on with the chorus as we find Jason McKormick standing arms wide at the top of the ramp.)

‘Cause it’s about to get heavy

It’s about to be on

Yeah, I’m bangin’ slingin’ napalm

So nobody move

‘Cause I was sent to warn you

The devil’s right beside you!

Jake Mercer: The Loser’s Union had a losing streak since 1975! Let’s see if that continues tonight!

Stew-O: No they did not! And it’s just McKormick competing tonight. Calm down…

(DING! DING! DING!)

Stew-O: We are underway as Jason McKormick looks ready to lay the smackdown on Molly Quinn.

Jason McKormick: Imma treat you just like my bitch of a partner! Get ready bi-

Flannery McCoy: Jason McKormick goes in for the backhand slap! But Molly Quinn ducks it! Molly now lighting up Jason with a flurry of punches staggering him. Jason falls up against the ropes but dizzily pushes himself off but turns right around into a hard slap from Molly! Molly kicks Jason hard in the gut sending him out thru the ropes but he lands on the outside on his feet. But Molly goes running and leaps to the outside with a Suicide Dive taking Jason out. Molly is rolling as she grabs Jason and tosses him back in the ring but she goes up to the top rope looking to take to the skies! Here comes Molly! Molly with a Flying Crossbody! But Jason catches her and twists her around into a Backbreaker! Jason shoves his elbow down hard into Molly’s face as he bashes it repeatedly into her face like a madman.

Jake Mercer: Molly Quinn getting her brains bashed in out here by Jason McKormick. But she catches his arm and twists it backwards the way that it should not be bent or twisted. Molly with a very serious look on her face as she is trying to break Jason’s arm! Molly throws that arm down hard but Jason is continuing to hang in there. He wants to defeat her and earn an impressive win here tonight. Imagine the momentum winning a match like this could generate! Molly wrenching hard on that arm but don’t you dare count Jason out! He uses his other arm to throw a few punches back at Molly who lets go of the armbar to jump back and swiftly dodge his strikes. Molly looking real prepared for Jason’s shit here tonight but she may be making a mistake here raising up her fists for a brawl with her opponent. Come on Molly he’s gonna clobber ya!

Stew-O: Molly Quinn dodges a hard right hand from Jason McKormick but grabs the other arm as she throws him down with a swift armdrag. Jason back up but Molly behind him and rolls him up for the pin!!! SCHOOOL GIRRRRRL!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEE!!!!! TWOOOOOOO!!!! THRR—-

Flannery McCoy: Molly Quinn nearly stole one right there! Women amirite?

Jake Mercer: Try as hard as you want Flan you will never be one of the boys!

Flannery McCoy: *slaps the shit out of Jake*

Stew-O: Well while that is going on there is a match going on in the ring. An impressive kick out there from Jason McKormick! Molly measuring Jason as he slowly climbs back onto his feet. Jason trying to pull himself together if he has any hope of winning this match. But Molly charges in with a VICIOUS clothesline to Jason! NO! Jason ducked beneath the high velocity clothesline as Molly nearly threw herself out of the ring with the force of that charge! Jason now with a Rollup of his own! SCHOOOL BOYYYYYY!!!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! THR-

Flannery McCoy: Kickout! Wait why does the name of the move change with the gender of whoever is using it? :mjpls:

Jake Mercer: Well it would still be called School Girl if you used it Flan no matter how badly you want it the other way.

Flannery McCoy: *you know what she did*

Stew-O: Sigh. Both competitors back up to their feet as they launch into a grapple fighting for position until they fall back into the corner forcing the referee to get involved and break them up.

Referee: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIV-

Flannery McCoy: But Jason McKormick jabs Molly Quinn hard with a thumb to the eye! Molly falls back hard as Jason has a shit eating grin on his face. He grabs her hair from behind and slams her down on the mat before driving his knees down hard into the back of her spine! The referee checking on Molly now to see if she wants to submit but she refuses! What a strong powerful woman!

Jake Mercer: MOLLY QUINN USING THAT STRENGTH TO POWER UP TO HER FEET LIFTING UP JASON MCKORMICK WITH HER! Damn she really did it! Jason falls down to the mat in shock at her sudden burst of strength!!! MOLLY LOCKS IN THE BEARHUG AND TRANSITIONS INTO THE MOLLYCODDLE!! THE COVER!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!! THRRRRRRRREEEEEEEE!!!!!

(DING! DING! DING!)

Stephie Love: Here is your winner… MOLLLLY QUINNNNNN!!!!

(God is She by In This Moment hits as the referee raises Molly’s hand in victory.)

Jake Mercer: Another L for Jason McKormick. What a shame.

Flannery McCoy: Congrats to Molly! You go girl!

Stew-O: What a great effort from Jason! More Dynasty coming your way!

(The camera cuts to a commercial for Chris Elite’s new restaurant chain which is an all you can eat buffet.)

(Dynasty fades back in as the camera pans around the Performance Center at the bustling crowd in anticipation for whatever’s next. Before long ‘Hey Superstar’ by Madina Lake blasts through the arena as the crowd cheers in a pleasant surprise. Sierra Bradford runs out to the stage with a smile on her face as she hypes up the crowd, even more, spreading her arms out with a smile on her face as she does so. She makes her way down the ramp with a smile still plastered on her face before she rolls into the ring. She stops at the center of the ring for a moment as she looks around slowly nodding as she does so before making her way over and taking a mic as she walks back as ‘Hey Superstar’ fades out and she begins to speak)

Sierra Bradford: Whew! It’s been a bit right Dynasty crew?

(The crowd begins to cheer even more as Sierra brings her arms down to her side with a smile on her face before putting a hand on her heart and continuing to speak)

Sierra Bradford: Now I’m sure you guys are just anxious to find out my response to whatever the heck happened at Midsummer Massacre, but I’m sure you already get the point. A bit bummed out, to say the least, BUTTTT that’s not why I’m out here! There was one thing I couldn’t help but do as I visit the Performance Center to not only get ready for Showdown but watch Dynasty, and that’s come out and talk about one of my bestest friends in the world. But I don’t want to do this without her, so if you don’t mind… Sarah Price may you please come out here.

(Sierra has a smile on her face as she turns over to the stage and waits anxiously. Before long ‘Land of the Innocent’ by Feathers plays up as Sarah Price makes her way out to the stage with a bright smile on her face and the Specialists Championship around her waist. She waves around at the crowd members for a moment before making her way down the ramp and sliding into the ring. They both greet each other with a hug before Sarah takes a mic and begins to speak as ‘Land of the Innocent’ fades out)

Sarah Price: You didn’t need to do this you know that right? I’m sure we both know it’s mutual with the respect and gratitude that we have for one another. Just as you are for sure, I am proud of how far you’ve gotten.

Sierra Bradford: Well I wanted to make sure that I shouted it from the mountaintops rather than just keep it to myself right?

Sarah Price: I see your thinking, and I’m genuinely grateful for that. Just as you are for me I’m proud of how far you’ve gotten on your own. Just as I have we’ve both managed to keep ourselves upright through all of this, as much as it surely hurt both of us to know that we’ve been kept away because of the Draft.

Sierra Bradford: I know that and just know how much it means to me to know that you’re still fighting with that Specialists Championship, it gives me a bit of hope you get me? I could not be more grateful to know someone like you and how you’ve made strides forward so far. It just brings a smile to my face, and you definitely solidified that at Operation: Doomsday. And not only that, but you got the Team Captain spot for the War Games match! I am blessed. But either way, it’s not going to take away from the fact that your opponent Harper Lee did fantastic as well during the night despite coming up short.

Sarah Price: Same to you. Midsummer Massacre wasn’t your night but there’s no doubt that you were amazing. Just know that this isn’t the end, keep your head up. And yeah you’re right, there’s no doubt that there’s a very bright future for her at hand, but it wasn’t her night. Don’t take away the fact that I think very highly of her just because I beat her at Operation: Doomsday.

(Sierra closes her eyes for a moment and sighs still keeping a smile on her face before looking up and continuing to speak)

Sierra Bradford: Now I’m sure we can both do this all night but the surprise isn’t over just yet. I didn’t JUST come out here to shower you with praise as you deserve. As we were just talking about I’d like to call Ms. Harper Lee out here, if you don’t mind.

(Sarah raises a slight eyebrow yet keeping a light smile on her face as ‘Jet Set Run’ by Yuki Hayashi plays up to cheers from the crowd once more. Harper Lee makes her way out to the stage, still in her ring gear as she has a t-shirt over her as she makes her way down the ramp and headed towards the ring. She walks up the steel steps and enters into the ring greeting them both with a smile on her face as she takes a mic as ‘Jet Set Run’ fades out and she looks towards the two of them in the ring)

Harper Lee: Hi.

Sarah Price: Hi.

Sierra Bradford: HEYYY!!! 

Harper Lee: It’s nice to see you all for sure, but why am I out here?

Sierra Bradford: Well hear me out…

(Both Sarah and Harper give a collective groan at that phrase as Sierra raises her eyebrow and gives a shrug before beginning to speak)

Sierra Bradford: Now this is a wild idea that I thought of and decided “why the heck not” and so it’s this. Wouldn’t it be just great, if we were just simply we all agreed on the fact that fighting side-by-side with one another would be a massive step forward for all of us?

Sarah Price: Sierra…

Harper Lee: I don’t know. It just doesn’t feel right, maybe it’s just because I’m shaking off all this frustration from trying to get my first Championship, and failing, and Sarah winning at the expense of myself, as bad as it may seem I don’t have any ill will, but it just doesn’t slip into place for me as it should.

Sierra Bradford: I get it, I get it. To be fair I did expect this to happen, no surprise there. But think about it, think about how much this would do for us. Harper you have the same ideals that SASS has, you both have teamed with each other in the past before, this would only be fitting right? This is perfect, right?

Sarah Price: You do have a point. As I said before I have no grudge towards Harper. Who knows, maybe this might just work out for all of us. I’m up for it if you guys are.

Sierra Bradford: Well of course I’m ready, how about you Harper?

(Harper keeps her silence for a moment before finally nodding)

Harper Lee: Yes, I agree.

Sierra Bradford: Because no matter what, SASS is still a cohesive unit. Forever apart or reunited again we always have that spark that will never be burned out. But you know what would be better? What would make us stronger? If Harper joined us.

(Sierra silences for a moment as Harper gives a smile before Sierra continues to speak)

Sierra Bradford: We can be a 3 women unit, this is perfect. This is something I’m sure all of you right here and now can agree with, if we want to actually succeed in the missions that we have in our hand, whether it be the PG Patrol or whatever it may seem to be, it would make us stronger. Strength in numbers right?

(Harper slowly nods before looking at Sierra)

Harper Lee: I agree with everything you say. This will work out, I’ll make sure of it. You’re right though, strength in numbers.

(Sierra gives a smirk before nodding as well)

Sierra Bradford: Well then Harper Lee, welcome to SASS.

(The crowd cheers collectively as all of them take the time to look at one another with bright smiles on their faces, excited for the future. Sarah then takes the mic and begins to speak)

Sarah Price: Well then! Looks like I don’t need to look far for my War Games team after all. What do you say?

(Both Sierra and Harper look at each other before looking back at Sarah. Before they’re able to speak though…)

(‘ME’ by Taylor Swift ft. Brendon Urie plays up as Veena Adams makes her way out to the stage. She doesn’t look pleased as she stands on the stage and slightly wags her finger before finally growing a smirk on her face and beginning to speak as ‘ME’ fades out)

Veena Adams: Woah, woah, WOAH! You think it works like that? As much as you want to act all goodie goodie to your friends I’m afraid that isn’t that Team Dynasty is looking for heading into War Games right?

(Sarah raises a eyebrow as she stares down Veena Adams clearly not pleased with her choice of words)

Veena Adams: This sort of mild bias doesn’t flow, this isn’t the reason that we just decided to appoint you out of the kindness of our hearts. Doesn’t work like that hun’. As much as you may think these little dolls are just bred ready for this little thing, you’ve got it all wrong. It is clear to the entirety of us that these sluts aren’t up to par with the Dynasty standard!

(Sarah shakes her head before speaking)

Sarah Price: I’ve known them for the longest while at this point and I know that they’re ready for this, as much as you may believe otherwise I have reason behind this statement. You put them both in the ring with me and I guarantee you we’re not going to leave till we come out with the win.

Veena Adams: Yeah yeah you keep saying that to yourself. ANYWAYS, since its pretty clear that you’re too incompetent enough to choose a team that’ll actually have the slightest chance of winning…. I’ve took the liberty of doing it myself!

(Sarah shakes her head as her face continues to grow stern in response to this)

Veena Adams: And you know what? I might as well just introduce one right now right? Don’t get too tense now though, you’ll meet the other next week.

(Veena has a smirk on her face clearly pleased with herself as she points to the stage. Before long ‘I Gave You Power’ by Nas plays up to a mixed reaction as Impact makes his way out to the stage. He looks at Veena with a smirk before turning to Sarah Price as well. The last shot seen is Sarah staring a hole into Impact as the camera fades out to elsewhere)

(The camera fades back into the hallway of the backstage area of the Performance Center as MITSUBACHI is seen. He’s seen jumping on a Production Crate seemingly training as he does so as he swiftly moves around the vicinity. He’s stopped by someone who puts his hand on his chest as MITSUBACHI is pushed backward. MITSUBACHI looks up to look at the face of Charlie Marr as he shakes his head)

MITSUBACHI: What do you want.

Charlie Marr: I see your potential. I see your areas to grow and you should know more than anything that this is a compliment from yours truly. You might just be damn right about this whole place and how you have this little “Starmaker Effect” cultivating the future, I like that mindset. I’m glad you see just as I do that pity losses should mean little if the future is bright for a person just like the both of us. Which is why I want to guarantee that to you.

MITSUBACHI: Charlie Marr of all people holding out his hand for me to grab onto? You must be damn stupid if you think I’m going to believe a thing about that. I’ve watched you, this cold, sadistic tone that you move at, I’m not going to fall for that. So if you’re here to ask me for something let me be the one to say that I decline it.

Charlie Marr: Don’t be stupid, that’s exactly what you’re fighting against as you said. If you accept my offer you know that you’ve got a spot at Territorial Invasion, something that would look very bleak without me, on some damn Divide and Conquer shit. 

(MITSUBACHI looks down to the ground for a moment before looking up at him)

MITSUBACHI: So what, you want me to be on your team since we both happened to face losses at Operation: Doomsday?

Charlie Marr: Smart man, the floor is yours. 

MITSUBACHI: Well then I accept. But don’t think because of that I’m going to trust you one bit. I’m watching my eye out for you for many reasons more than one. You’re in hot water.

(MITSUBACHI separates away from Charlie to continue training as Charlie shakes his head with a smirk on his face and walks away as Dynasty fades out to elsewhere)

(“Invincible” by Pop Smoke hits as Chris Elite makes his way to the ring, still pissed off from the events of Operation Doomsday. His body is still feeling the effects, he make shis way to the ring.)

Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SET FOR ONE FALL…INTRODUCING FIRST….FROM BROOKLYN, NEW YORK…WEIGHING IN AT 210 POUNDS…CCCHHRRRIIISSS EEELLIIITTEEEEE!!!!!

(Chris rolls in the ring as “GATTI” hits and Andre Walker comes out feeling pumped up, ready to rebound from last weekend.)

Stephie Love: AND HIS PARTNER.. ..FROM BROOKLYN, NEW YORK…WEIGHING IN AT 185 POUNDS…AANNNDDRREEEE WWAALLLKKKEERRRR!!!

Stew-O: A team of two guys looking for redemption after last weekend as they both suffered crushing losses. The team of them should make quite the interesting onem if they can even get along. 

(“Princes of the Universe” by Queen hits as both Limmy and Mark walk out both wearing their new tag team gold. The boos is overwhelming, but they soak it in and point at the championships.)

Stephie Love: AND THEIR OPPONENTS….AT A COMBINED WEIGHT OF 402 POUNDS…THEY ARE THE NEWWWWWW EAW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS……TTHHHEE GGRRAANNNDDD AATTHHLLLEEETTTEEESSSS!!!!!

Flannery McCoy: Say what you want, but they did it. If you told me three months ago these guys would dethrone Fire and Ice and be tag champs, I woulda asked you to pass what you’re smoking. It doesn’t matter if Myles was involved or not, they accomplished what seemed like the impossible and now they are on top of the division! They can grow their resume here tonight with a win!

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

Stew-O: And this tag match is underway, and….

(Andre Walker and Chris Elite are arguing on who should start the match, what they’re saying is inaudible. After a while with Mark Macias seeming amused on the opposite side of the ring, Andre Walker gives up and steps outside to the apron.)

Flannery McCoy: And this one is underway as Mark and Chris circle the ring, and then both men lock up in the center of the ring! Mark Macias then transitions into a side headlock, and Chris right away runs and pushes Mark off him to the ropes, and Mark rebounds–And Chris leapfrogs as Mark go underneath the legs of Chris and goes to run off the opposite ropes…But Chris Elite catches Mark with a front dropkick to the face!

Jake Mercer: Mark may already be in trouble as he stirs to his feet and finds himself in the corner…but HERE COMES CHRIS WITH A FULL HEAD OF STEAM! Chris Elite drives both knees to the chest of Mark in the corner, and Chris then follows that up with a monkey flip in the center of the ring…but Mark landed on his feet! Chris then turns around and walks into a kick to the midsection from Mark! Mark takes this opportunity to hammer away at the back of Chris to wear him down a bit, and now Mark backs Chris into the corner, and begins to throw several shoulder thrusts, several right hands now from Mark! Mark takes several steps back and rushes towards Chris shoulder first looking for the spear in the corner–but Chris leaps up and Mark goes shoulder first into the ring post from the second turnbuckle!

Stew-O: Chris now transitions that into a sunset flips and then rolls through and delivers a standing dropkick to the face of the seated Mark Macias! LOOK! 

(TAG!)

Flannery McCoy: What the?! Andre Walker just tagged himself in, and Chris isn’t too happy as he was starting to build some momentum up, but Chris doesn’t say anything shockingly and steps to the outside apron….ROLLUP FROM MARK AS ANDRE WASN’T PAYING ATTENTION! 

OONNNNEEEEE!!!

TTWWWWWOOOOO!!!!

Stew-O: Andre escapes it and now both men run towards one another, and Andre goes for the lariat, but Mark ducks and runs off the opposite ropes and then Mark slides underneath the legs of Andre, and now Mark faces Andre’s back and grabs him by the back of the head, Mark then drives the back of the head down on his knee then connects with the neckbreaker combo! Mark and Limmy are in control right now as Mark grabs Andre by the arm and drags him over to his corner…

(TAG!)

Jake Mercer: Mark makes the tag and in comes Limmy! Limmy now begins to stomp the life out of Andre Walker on the ground! After that, Limmy then hops on top of Andre and begins raining down several random right hand hooks and forearm shots! Limmy then stands up and taunts for the socially distanced crowd as Mark does the same on the apron, meanwhile Chris stands unamused on the opposite end of the ring, still unhappy he was tagged out. 

Stew-O: Limmy now goes back to work as he walks over and picks Andre up by the head, but a shot to the midsection from Andre! Andre is trying to fight out, and Limmy then drives his knee into the face of Andre repeatedly! Limmy now follows that up going for a suplex…snap suplex from Limmy Monaghan! NO! ANDRE MANAGED TO FLOAT OVER AND THEN HE PUSHES LIMMY FORWARD WHILE HAVING AHOLD OF HIS ARM, AND NOW ANDRE PULLS LIMMY BACK AND DELIVERS A HIGH KNEE STRIKE TO THE FACE! Limmy is dazed right now as he stumbles backwards, and then he stumbles forward back to Andre….PELE KICK FROM ANDRE WALKER! Limmy is down now as Andre goes for the cover!

OONNNEEEEE!!!

TTWWWWOOOOO!!!!

Flannery McCoy: Andre now begins to stir to his feet, and he tries crawling to Chris and he’s almost there…but what? Andre stops in his tracks and gets bakc to his feet, he just refused to tag in Chris! Chris still seems unamused, and now Andre runs at Limmy who’s getting back to his feet, and Limmy reverses with a drop toe hold and Andre goes face first into the second turnbuckle…AND NOW LOOK! LIMMY IS TALKING TO THE REF….AND A CHEAP SHOT FROM MARK MACIAS WITH A KNEE TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD OF ANDRE! The referee never saw it! 

Stew-O: Chris on the other side of the ring tries to step inside the ring, but the referee is trying to keep him out…AND NOW LOOK! MARK GETS IN THE RING AND BOTH MEN ARE STOMPING THE LIFE OUT OF ANDRE ON THE MAT! Chris is trying to point the referee around but he still doesn’t turn around, and when the referee finally does, Mark is already back in position on the apron, and now Mark and Limmy exchange smiles at one another!

(TAG!)

Jake Mercer: Both Limmy and Mark are in the ring with Andre up, and Mark…OUT OF NOWHERE TURNS AND BIG BOOTS CHRIS ELITE OFF THE APRON! MARK AND LIMMY EXCHANGE LOOKS AND RUN THE OPPOSITE ROPES OF ONE ANOTHER…..BIG BOOT TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD OF ANDRE FROM MARK AS LIMMY DELIVERS THE BICYCLE KICK TO THE FACE! THEY CALL THAT THE **”POP AND SQUEEZE”** as Mark then turns over the unconscious Andre Walker fot the cover!

OONNNEEEE!!!!

TTWWWWWOOOOO!!!!

THHHHHRRRREEEEEEEE!!!!!

Stew-O: Andre Walker gets the shoulder up! And Mark Macias now grabs the head of Andre and repeatedly slams it against the mat! Mark then stands up…AND MARK OUT OF NOWHERE AGAIN TURNS AND KNEES CHRIS IN THE SIDE OF HIS HEAD ON THE APRON AS CHRIS WAS MAKING HIS WAY BACK ON THE APRON! Chris is once again taken out, and Mark walks over to Andre….ENZIGUIRI KICK FROM ANDRE WALKER! Mark may have just gave Andre some time to recover there! Mark is stunned now but Mark still swings wildly at Andre’s head…..but Andre ducks and delivers a dropkick to the back of Mark! Mark kis again stunned, and then turns around and charges at Andre–BUT ANDRE REVERSES WITH A HIGH ELEVATED HIP TOSS AND NECKBREAKER COMBO! 

Flannery McCoy: WHAT A MOVE FROM ANDRE THERE! Andre begins to crawl towards his corner….but he sees nobody’s there as the Grand Athletes took Chris out of the equation a couple of times in this match!

Stew-O: Andre is a bit taken back not seeing Chris on the apron…BUT MARK IS BACK UP AND DRAGS ANDRE BY HIS FEET BACK TO THE CENTER OF THE RING! But Andre uses the strength in his legs to push Mark back and Marks lands in his corner….

(TAG!)

Jake Mercer: Mark’s life partner tags himself in, knowing his partner needed a breather, and he charges towards Andre on the ground…BUT ANDRE CATCHES LIMMY OUT OF NOWHERE WITH AN INSIDE CRADLE!!

OONNNNNNEEEEEEE!!!!!!

TTWWWWWWOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

TTTHHHHHHHHRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!

Stew-O: LIMMY KICKS OUT! BOTH MEN ARE UP AND RUN AT ONE ANOTHER–CLOTHESLINE FROM ANDRE! BUT LIMMY DUCKS AND ANDRE RUNS RIGHT INTO A FOREARM FROM MARK! IT’S LIKE THAT WAS CHOREOGRAPHED! Mark is proud of himself in the center of the ring as him and Limmy are proud….BUT LOOK!

Jake Mercer: CHRIS ELITE TAKES OUT BOTH OF THEM WITH A LEAPING SPRINGBOARD CROSSBODY FROM THE TOP ROPE! 

Chris Elite(no mic): Fuckin bozos.

Flannery McCoy: Both Limmy and Mark roll outside the ring, and Chris Elite runs the ropes….LEAPING TOPE CON HILO FROM CHRIS AND HE ONCE AGAIN TAKES OVER BOTH OF THE GRAND ATHLETES! 

Stew-O: The referee is in the ring and he’s trying to restore order as Chris isn’t even the legal man, and Chris picks up Mark and tosses him back inside the ring, and then Chris picks up Limmy and throws him shoulder first into the steel steps! Limmy has been taken out as Chris hops back on the apron and Andre Walker is stirring inside the ring. Chris holds out his hand for the tag, Mark is crawling to Andre trying to gab him by the foot to prevent the tag…

(TAG!)

Jake Mercer: ANDRE GETS THE TAG! CHRIS ELITE HOPS OVER THE TOP ROPE AND HE’S FEELING FIRED UP! MARK GOES FOR THE CLOTHESLINE BUT CHRIS DUCKS AND RUNS THE ROPES AND SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE SECOND ROPE…TORNADO DDT! MARK MACIAS IS OUT AS CHRIS ELITE GOES UP TO THE TOP ROPE! Chris Elite balances himself high at the top….**450 SPLASHHHH!!!!!!** CHRIS ELITE WITH THE PICTURE PERFECT 450 SPLASH AS HE HOOKS BOTH OF MARK’S LEGS!

OONNNNEEEEE!!!

TTTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOO!!!!!

TTTHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Stew-O: LIMMY SLIDES IN AND BREAKS UP THE COVER! Limmy is up to his feet and tries to go on the attack on Chris…BUT HERE COMES ANDRE BACK INTO THIS MATCH! SUPERKICK FROM ANDRE! LIMMY IS STUNNED UP AGAINST THE ROPES AND ANDRE NOW SPEARS LIMMY THROUGH THE SECOND ROPE AND BOTH COMPETITORS GO CRASHING TO THE OUTSIDE FLOOR! 

Jake Mercer: And oh shit, meanwhile inside the ring, Chris is back up and he stand sin the corner and waits for Mark to rise up to his feet and turn around…AND MARK MACIAS TURNS AROUND!! **BOX OFFICE SMASH!!** THE SUPERKICK FROM CHRIS ELITE!!

Flannery McCoy: NO!!!! MARK WENT DOWN LOW AND PICKS UP CHRIS ELITE AND HAS HIM UP IN A POWERBOMB POSITION! CHRIS IS TRYING TO THROW RIGHT HANDS ON THE TOP OF MARK HEAD…BUT MARK CONNECTS WITH A BUCKLE BOMB AND THE BACK OF CHRIS’ HEAD CRASHES HARD ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! CHRIS ELITE THEN STUMBLES OUT OF THE CORNER…..THE REVOLUTION DDT!!!  THE IMPALER DDT ONTO CHRIS FROM MARK! MARK GOES FOR THE COVER!

OOONNNNNEEEEEEE!!!!!

TTTTTTWWWWWOOOOOOOO!!!!!

TTTHHHHHHHHRRREEEEEEEEEEEE!!

Stew-O: HOLY FUCK!!! ANDRE WALKER COMES INTO THE FRAME OUT OF NOWHERE WITH A FROG SPLASH ON THE TOP OF MARK MACIAS’ BACK! ANDRE SAVES THE MATCHUP FOR HIM AND CHRIS! Andre then rolls out of the ring shortly after and now all competitors are down once more in this tag team matchup! 

Flannery McCoy: Both Chris and Mark are back up to their feet, and Chris throws a hard forearm! Right hang jab from Mark! Both competitors exchange shots with another, and Mark swings at Chris’ head but Chris CONNECTS WITH A HIGH KNEE TO THE FACE OF MARK! MARK LOOKS COMPLETELY OUT!!! **BOX OFFICE SMASHHHHHH!!!!** CHRIS SUPERKICKS MARK AND HE’S OUT LIKE A LIGHT! BUT LOOK!!

Stew-O: LIMMY ON THE OUTSIDE TAKES CONTROL FROM ANDRE AND THROWS HIM SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE STEEL STEPS! AND LIMMY FROM OUT OF NOWHERE IS BACK IN THE RING AND RUNS AND SMASHES CHRIS IN THE BACK RUNNING BACK TO HIS CORNER…..WHY ISN’T THE REFEREE DOING ANYTHING ABOUT THAT?! AND NOW LIMMY IS ON THE CORNER, AND LIMMY REACHES DOWN AND TAGS HIMSELF IN! LIMMY RUNS TO THE ROPES AND CHRIS DOESN’T SEE HIM FROM BEHIND….**URAVITY!!!!!** THE KNEE TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! 

Jake Mercer: ANDRE IS STIRRING ON THE OUTSIDE…..MARK IS BACK UP AND CONNECTS WITH A SUICIDE DIVE TO ANDRE ON THE OUTSIDE TAKING HIM OUT OF THE EQUATION!  LIMMY HOOKS THE LEG OF CHRIS!

OONNNNEEEEE!!!!!

TTTWWWWWWOOOOOO!!!!!!

TTTHHHHHRRREEEEEEEEE!!!!!

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

(‘Princes of the Universe’ hits as Limmy stands and Mark enters the ring, and they rejoice as they are handed their tag team titles.)

Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNERS…….THHHEEE GGRRRAANNNDD AATTHHHLLLEEETTTTEESSSSS!!!!!

Stew-O: WOW! What a HUGE win for Grand Athletes! These guys are putting themselves on the map as one of the best tag teams in the world, and tonight they just beat one of EAW’s fastest rising stars and an EAW Hall of Famer. It comes one week removed from defeating Fire and Ice.

Flannery McCoy: Man…congrats to Grand Athletes!

(An angry Andre Walker can be seen storming down the ring throwing a fit, banging on the plexiglass and grabbing his hair in frustration of suffering yet another loss.)

(Dynasty transitions to a sit down interview where the #1 Contender for the Universal Womens Championship, Serena Bennett, is seen sitting down in front of a black background across from Fight Grid correspondent Anna C. Flowers.)

Anna C. Flowers: Serena, first off thanks for taking your time out to talk to us, there are some burning questions with must needed answers that a lot of the fans would like to know so I appreciate you giving us this opportunity.

Serena Bennett: Thanks for having me.

Anna C. Flowers: Let’s get to it shall we? I believe the biggest elephant in the room is the Dale’s Donuts situation that occurred a few weeks back where we saw Minerva visit the murder sight turned memorial of your late cousin, Rashawn Bennett. Take us through what was going through your head at the time when you realized what exactly it was that Minerva did.

Serena Bennett: You tell me, what would be going through your head if something like that happened to you? I think you could tell by my reaction that it wasn’t something I expected and the shock coupled with the fact that it is indeed a sensitive topic for me made it an overall emotionally overwhelming experience. I wanted to kill that bitch with my bare hands and I still do. 

Anna C. Flowers: It seems that Minerva has a knack for taking people’s traumas and using it to her advantage, she did it with Raven Roberts and she is doing it to you.

Serena Bennett: Yeah but the difference is I ain’t about to go out like Raven did. When you know you can’t get shit done the normal way you gotta resort to all of that extra shit in hopes that you get a mental edge over your opponent and hope that they’re so stuck in the emotional trauma that you made them relive, that they won’t be able to focus on the task at hand. Not this bitch tho. All she did was further ignite a flame that was already burning and she made herself look like the clown we all knew her to be. All of that and for what? To lose? Ask yourself this, when Minerva’s tactics of using someone’s personal trauma against them doesn’t get the job done….. what else is there for her to do?

Anna C. Flowers: I’m not sure.

Serena Bennett: Exactly. She’s rendered useless, neutered, disarmed. The little ammo she had on me misfired and I’m still here standing still ready to collect what I never should have lost to begin with. 

Anna C. Flowers: Can you truly say you are 100% mentally prepared for what’s in store for you 24 hours from now?

Serena Bennett: I can 100% say that what is in store for tomorrow is something I’ve never been more ready for. A lot of y’all have jumped to so many conclusions about Serena. “Oh Serena stopped caring” this and “Serena doesn’t have the passion” that. Y’all don’t know what you’re talking about. This passion never went away, I’ve had one of the most uphill battles one could ever face since Pain for Pride 12. I fought my whole life just to make it out of a fucked up situation and do all I can to change the narrative for little black girls not just from Compton, especially from Compton, but all around the world. Years of suffering losses at the hands of gang violence, drugs, the prison system, years of poverty, years of being doubted and told that people like myself would never amount to much in life. Just to finally make it in life, get hired by multimedia companies like FOX and EAW…. and go through the same bullshit. Treated a certain way and looked at sideways because I was the only black girl in a room full of mediocre caucasions intimidated by the confidence and talent I exuded. I was forced to always have to dumb myself down in order to cater to everybody ELSE’S insecurities. Eventually I finally decided to stop tending to those people and I finally let my wings spread and that is how you got the season I had on Empire. I did all of that, went through all of these obstacles and in the end when I thought I finally reached the mountaintop… I had it snatched away from me behind my back just as quick. So EXCUSE me if I wasn’t able to properly process that right away. Excuse me if I needed time to regroup. I felt like I let everybody down and the bullshit just kept piling up. No matter what though, through every single one of those things I made it through the storm and I preserved and I’m here now. Minerva’s antics and all…. I’ve never been more ready for a moment than I am right now.

Anna C. Flowers: Everything aside, Minerva has been on an incredible run with that Universal Women’s Championship defeating every name that has gotten in her path. A successful defense against you would guarantee her as the longest reigning UWC in EAW history so far. All of that combined with the fact that she rarely loses singles matches. With that being said, there is great reason for people to believe she is walking out of Bloodsport, still champion. For the people who don’t believe you’re going to be able to get it done tomorrow, what do you have to say to them?

(Serena Bennett chuckles before getting serious again)

Serena Bennett: You clearly don’t know how I operate hun. I have nothing to say to those people. My job isn’t to convince any doubters to believe in me or beg for anybody’s support. I’ve been doubted my whole life this is nothing I actually need those people to keep me going. I don’t do this for them though. I do this for my people, for my fans, my fam, everybody who ever believed in me and everybody who sees something in me that motivates them to get to a bag themselves. I’ve come across so many people in life who my interactions with have molded me into the person I am today and Rashawn was one of those people and I’ll be damned if I let him down after watching him get disrespected. 

Anna C. Flowers: If you don’t mind me asking…. what do you think Rashawn would say seeing you where you are today?

Serena Bennett: Man, I’d imagine he’d probably be tight at me for dropping out of school since he was always on my tail about enrolling into college. But I know he just wanted me to get up outta that hellhole and make something out of myself so I’m sure he would eventually grow to appreciate little Serena and hopefully be proud of her because that’s all I ever want, for him to be proud of me and say how happy he is that I accomplished what I set my mind to and left Compton, gave back to the family, all that good stuff. After all of that, I’m SURE he would of course encourage me to beat this little white girl’s ass and take her belt…. and that’s what I’m gonna do. Minerva doing what she did only gave me an extra incentive to do whatever it takes because I’m no longer doing this for myself. This is for the sake of my family, most importantly, this is for Rashawn.

(A single thug tear falls down Serena’s contoured cheek as she wipes it away and composes herself.)

Anna C. Flowers: Thank you for your time Serena it’s been a pleasure, good luck tomorrow! Serena Bennett vs Minerva 1 on 1 for the Universal Womens Championship, live tomorrow at Bloodsport!

(A commercial airs for Sienna Jade’s new line of tequila. Get Dark Demon drunk without the angry side effects!)

(Dynasty returns with ‘Nightcrawler’ by Travis Scott ft. Swae Lee & Chief Keef blasting through the PA system as Bronson Daniels is seen at the commentary booth)

Stew-O: Welcome our guest at this time, the New Breed Champion…Bronson Daniels!

Bronson Daniels: Yeah, whatever! 

Flannery McCoy: Ready to scout?

Bronson Daniels: I’m just here so I won’t get fined. 

(‘Martyr (Waves)’ by Polaris hits as Jalyn Garcia makes his way to the ring to a loud ovation form the crowd.)

Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SET FOR ONE FALL!! INTRODUCING FIRST….FROM SACRAMENTO, CALIFORNIA….WEIGHING IN AT 150 POUNDS….JJALLLYYYNNN GGAARRCCCIIIIAAAAAA!!!!

Bronson Daniels: Oh hey, it’s the dude I beat at Pain for Pride! What a bum! 

Stew-O: He picked up an impressive win at Operation Doomsday. Now that he has Mason in his rear view mirror, he can focus on rising up the ranks!

(“‘La Guayaba’ by Riccie Oriach hits as SEBAS comes to to the crowd cheering loudly again for him. He waves at the crowd before running to the ring.)

Stephie Love: AND HIS OPPONENT…FROM THE DOMINICAN REPUBLIC….WEIGHING IN AT 205 POUNDS…..SSEEEBBBAASSSSS!!!!!

Bronson Daniels: I have to face this motherfucker? Alexis was easy enough, at this point you might as well just give me the victory! Classic saying is nice guys always finish last!

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

Stew-O: Here we go this should be a fun one! Both men now lock up in the center of the ring in a collar and elbow tie-up, and Jalyn seems to get the early advantage early on and flips SEBAS down to the mat, and then Jalyn switches sides and moves around to the front of SEBAS’ head, and Jalyn now picks his knee up and drives it into the top of SEBAS’ skull!

Flannery McCoy: Jalyn not wasting any time early on, and he picks up SEBAS and picks him up in his shoulders, but SEBAS slips out from behind, and now SEBAS slips out but Jalyn has him by the arm, kip-up from SEBAS and SEBAS drops down and connects with an arm drag! Jalyn is back to his feet and SEBAS runs at Jalyn, but Jalyn counters with a back body drop over the top rope! But SEBAS managed to hold on to the apron, and Jalyn turns around and runs into a enziguiri kick from the apron, and SEBAS springoards off the top rope and leaps…SPINNING HURRICANRANA FROM SEBAS! SEBAS is in control!

Bronson Daniels: Meh. I was sent to Dynasty to scout this?! What a was of time already!

Stew-O:  Jalyn is standing himself up in the corner, but SEBAS is waiting for him as SEBAS runs and attempts to drive the knees into Jalyn’s chest, and he does! SEBAS then follows that up with the monkey flip but Jalyn lands on his feet and Jalyn runs to the opposite end of the ring, and RUNNING SPINNING ELBOW FROM JALYN THAT TAKES DOWN SEBAS! JALYN FOLLOWS THAT UP WITH A STANDING ELBOW DROP TO THE HEART OF SEBAS!

Jake Mercer: Jalyn then transitions back into a headlock on the mat, and SEBAS tries to reach out to find some way to break the grip, Jalyn has it locked in tight but SEBAS is fighting back, SEBAS is back up to a knee, and then SEBAS with a an elbow shot to the midsection of Jalym, but Jalyn knows his next move Jalyn then grabs the head of SEBAS and runs off the ropes and bounces off them with his feet…SLICED BREAD FROM JALYN GARCIA! JALYN NOW WITH THE COVER!

OONNNNEEEEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWWOOOOOOO!!!!

Bronson Daniels: Oh come on! I can already tell this title defense is gonna be light work! Somebody I already beat is having his way with him in this match!

Jake Mercer: What makes you so sure? It’s only been a few minutes?!

Bronson Daniels: I’m just a goat like that! 

Flannery McCoy: :usure:

Stew-O: And now, Jalyn Garcia thinks of his next move in this match, and Jalyn walks over to the corner, and Jalyn begins to ascend up the top rope, but SEBAS is already up to his feet and he walks over to Jalyn, but Jalyn kicks SEBAS repetitively getting some seperation….BUT SEBAS LIKE A BAT OUT OF HELL RUNS UP THE TOP ROPE AND MEETS JALYN GARCIA UP THERE! SPANISH FLY FROM THE TOP ROPE BY SEBAS ONTO JALYN GARCIA! HOLY SHIT! THE COVER BY SEBAS!

OONNNNEEEEE!!!!

TTWWWWOOOOO!!!!!

TTHHHHRREEEEEEE!!!!

Stew-O: Jalyn kicks out! SEBAS though stands up and begins measuring Jalyn for his next move, and…roundhouse kick from SEBAS…but Jalyn ducks-ROUNDHOUSE KICK FROM JALYN….BUT SEBAS DUCKS AND THEN PICKS UP JALYN GARCIA IN AN ELECTRIC CHAIR POSITION! AND NOW SEBAS THROWS JALYN UP IN THE AIR….

Flannery McCoy: JALYN COUNTERS IT INTO A ROLL-UP, BUT JALYN DOESN’T HOLD ON AS HE ROLLS THROUGH IT, AND JALYN THEN STAND ABOVE SEBAS AND CONNECTS WITH A KICK TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD OF SEBAS! SEBAS seems out like a light, and now Jalyn stand SEBAS up and places him between his legs, AND JALYN LIFTS UP SEBAS…BUT SEBAS COUNTERS IT INTO A HURRICANRANA SENDING JALYN FACE FIRST INTO THE SECOND TURNBUCKLE! SEBAS THEN RUNS TO THE OPPOSITE CORNER AND CHARGES–AND SEBAS DRIVES BOTH HIS KNEES INTO THE BACK OF JALYN’S GARCIA HEAD IN THE CORNER! 

Jake Mercer: Great offense here from the #1 Contender, don’t you think Bronson….Bronson?

(The sound of a liter is heard, as Bronson lights up a doobie.)

Stew-O: You’re doing that on live TV?!

Bronson Daniels: Wanna hit?

Jake Mercer….SURE!

Flannery McCoy: :skip:

Stew-O: Meanwhile back inside the ring, SEBAS is trying to keep his momentum going, and now SEBAS runs to the ropes and connects with a running shooting star press! SEBAS doesn’t go for the cover as he likely knows that won’t be enough to put Jalyn away, and now SEBAS climbs up the ropes….FROG SPLASH FROM SEBAS FROM THE TOP ROPE CONNECTS! THE COVER!!

OONNNEEEE!!!

TTWWWOOOOO!!!!

TTHHHRREEEEEE!!!!

Flannery McCoy: JALYN AGAIN KICKS OUT! SEBAS isn’t bothered though as he knows it’s gonna take more than that to put a competitor like Jalyn Garcia down, and now SEBAS stands in the corner waiting for Jalyn to get up and turn around! JALYN TURNS AROUND–AND SEBAS GOES FOR A SUPERKICK….BUT JALYN CATCHES THE LEG…AND JALYN FLIPS SEBAS BACKWARDS AS SEBAS LANDS ON HIS FEET, AND SEBAS RUNS AT JALYN BUT JALYN SIDESTEPS IT AND SEBAS RUNS OF THE OPPOSITE ROPES!

Stew-O: JALYN SLIDES UNDERNEATH THE LEGS OF SEBAS, AND THEN JALYN GARCIA CONNECTS WITH AN ELEVATED BACK STABBER ON SEBAS AS HE HOOKS THE LEG!

OONNNEEEEEE!!!!!!

TTWWWOOOOOO!!!!!

Jake Mercer: Nah, he kicks out again, and now Jalyn tries to stand up SEBAS to his feet, but SEBAS slaps the hands of Jalyn away from him and throws a forearm to the face knocking Jalyn back several steps! Jalyn stumbles forward and delivers a spinning backfist! BOTH MEN NOW EXCHANGE SHOTS WITH ONE ANOTHER, AND SEBAS HOOKS JALYN BY THE ARM, AND HE GOES FOR THE REVERSE STO…BUT JALYN HOLDS ON TO THE ROPES BEHIND SEBAS SAVING HIMSELF! ELBOW TO THE FACE FROM JALYN GARCIA! 

Stew-O: IRISH WHIP FROM JALYN, AND NOW JALYN FOLLOWS IT UP RUNNING A FEW INCHES BEHIND SEBAS NOW, AND AS SOON AS SEBAS REACHES THE ROPES, JALYN GARCIA CONNECTS WITH A HIGH KNEE TO THE FACE! JALYN FOLLOWS IT UP WITH A RUNNING BULLDOG IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! COVER!!

ONNNEEE!!!!

TTWWWOOO!!!! 

TTHHHRREEEEEE!!!!!!

Jake Mercer: Nope! Jalyn looks around at his surroundings thinking of what he can do to put this match away, and now Jalyn goes down and picks SEBAS up by the head…but SEBAS grabs the arm of Jalyn and locks kin a side armbar, but Jalyn uses the ropes that are right next to him and he pulls himself away breaking the hold! Jalyn stands up on the side of the apron, and SEBAS runs looking for a spear…but Jalyn catches him with a kick! JALYN GARCIA LEAPS THROUGH THE SECOND ROPE AND GOES FOR A TORNADO DDT….

Stew-O: BUT NO! SEBAS CATCHES HIM! AND SEBAS WALKS HIM OVER AND SITS HIM ON THE TOP ROPE! SEBAS CLIMBS UP HIGH WITH JALYN AND BOTH MEN ARE BATTLING FOR THE ADVANTAGE! SEBAS GOES FOR A SUPERPLEX…….AND SEBAS CONNECTS WITH IT! 

Jake Mercer: BUT JALYN COUNTERS IT IN MID AIR TO A CROSSBODY! WHAT A REVERSAL THERE FROM JALYN! JALYN HAS THE COVER!

OOONNNEEEE!!!!

TTTWWWWOOOOO!!!!!

TTHHHRREEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

Stew-O: SEBAS KICKS OUT AND BOTH MEN RUNS AT ONE ANOTHER–AND JALYN CONNECTS WITH A FRONT DROPKICK TO THE RIGHT KNEE OF SEBAS DROPPING HIM DOWN TO A KNEE, JALYN RUNS THE ROPES AND CONNECTS WITH A KNEE TO THE SIDE OF SEBAS’ FACE! JALYN ONCE MORE RUNS THE ROPES AND….**POISONNN!!!!** THE REVERSE SPIKE RANA THAT SPIKE THE HEAD OF SEBAS INTO THE MAT! COVER ONCE MORE!!

OONNNEEEE!!!!

TTWWWOOOOO!!!!

TTHHHHHRREEEEEEE!!!!!

Jake Mercer: NO! SEBAS ONCE MORE STAYS IN THE FIGHT! What do you think of this fight so far Bronson?

Bronson Daniels(out of it):…..I like Light Mode!

Stew-O: REALLY?! I thought you went on a big rant saying you didn’t?

Bronson Daniels: Ehh.

Stew-O: Meanwhile, back inside the ring, Jalyn Garcia places SEBAS between his legs, I think he may be going for the Canadian Destroyer! But SEBAS counters with a back body drop! Both men stir and get to their feet…SUPERKICK FROM JALYN! NO! SEBAS CAUGHT THE LEG! SEBAS SPINS JALYN AROUND AND JALYN GOES FOR THE DOUBLE LEG LARIAT…..BUT SEBAS DUCKED UNDERNEATH AND HAD BOTH OF JALYN’S LEG’S HOOKED, AND THEN SEBAS LAUNCHES JALYN INTO THE CORNER….BUT JALYN LANDS ON THE SECOND ROPE LIKE SPIDER MAN! JALYN NOW WITHA  REVERSE CROSSBODY FROM THE SECOND ROPE!

Jake Mercer: SEBAS CATCHES HIM WITH A KICK TO THE STOMACH! JALYN MIGHT BE IN SOME SERIOUS TROUBLE RIGHT HERE…….

Stew-O: SEBAS PICKS UP JALYN OFF THE MAT, AND NOW SEBAS HOOKS THE ARM OF JALYN,….BUT JALYN FIGHTS IT OFF ONCE MORE! AND BOTH MEN STUMBLE BACK BEFORE TURNING AROUND…AND BOTH MEN RUNS AT EACH OTHER AND TAKE EAHC OTHER OUT WITH A DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN!………WAIT WHAT THE HELL?!

(Lethal Consequences enters the ring.)

Stew-O: LC?!?! WHY IS HE OUT HERE?!?! HE CLOTHESLINES BOTH JALYN AND SEBAS! THIS MATCH HAS BEEN THROWN OUT!

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

Jake Mercer: DADDY!!!!

Stew-O: LC THROWS SEBAS TO THE OUTSIDE TO BRONSON’S FEET AS BRONSON LOOKS UNIMPRESSED, AND LC PICKS UP JALYN…..**LLLCCRRRRR*** LCR ON JALYN! BUT WHY?!?!

(LC rolls out of the ring, and gets a microphone, and a chair before rolling back into the ring to inflict more punishment on Jalyn) 

LC: Jamie I know you’re back there sitting only our ivory tower being a giant bitch. Look at your little protege, baby Tarzan lays beneath my feet. Is this your boy? Is this as well as you could teach him? 

Stew-O: LC takes a hold of Jalyns hair and pulls him back up to his feet, ANOTHER LCR! Jalyn is out cold, but it doesn’t seem like LC is stopping. He is taking a top turnbuckle cover off exposing that metal. He picks Jalyn up and rests his head on the exposed turnbuckle. He looks around the crowd just to make sure he can soak this moment in.. HE SMASHED THAT CHAIR ON THE SKULL OF JALYN GARCIA! ANOTHER SHOT! ANOTHER SHOT! ANOTHER SHOT, until Jalyn slips down back onto the canvas. 

LC: Jamie O’Hara you scared little Kangaroo! You fucking Koala! Other things that are Australian stereotypes! You ain’t shit! If Jalyn is the best representation of the learning tree that is Jamie O’Hara you will be light work.. Look at this limp dick fuck, look at him looking all dead and shit. And you aren’t coming down here to save him? Really?? You must really not care about this cabbage patch kid! Come here bitch.

Stew-O: LC picking up Jalyn again and is just slapping the shit out of him, talking a whole bunch of shit. It looks like he’s going to set him up for another LCR, but instead just throws him out of the ring like a piece of trash. LC follows him out of the ring, and picks Jalyn up onto his shoulders. What’s LC thinking here? Oh no! LC just javelin throws Jalyns face right into that ring post, and he’s busted wide open! Blood is pouring out of the face of Jalyn. What kind of a madman is LC?! Why is he doing this? Oh no why is he coming over here! 

(LC grabs Jalyn by the hair, and drags him over to the announcers, and gets in the face of Stew-O.)

LC: Why am I doing this? Stew-O why? To prove a point clearly, look at the fruits of Jamie’s labor, clearly Jamie is just as trash of a teacher as he is a wrestler. I’m going to show him that exactly what he gets when he fucks with me, and I’m using his little student to give him a little lesson! Now move! 

Stew-O: LC is dragging the corpse of Jalyn Garcia onto our announcers table, and it looks as if he’s going for a powerbomb! He lifts Jalyn up, and SLAMS HIM RIGHT ON TOP OF THE TABLE! It didn’t break though, and I’m not sure if that’s better or worse for the back of Jalyn Garcia as the shock of the hit to his spine has seemingly woke him up, but he’s in a lot of pain. 

(LC bends down and wipes some blood off of Jalyns face and rubs it on his own chest as a badge of honor for what he did to Jamies protege.)

Stew-O: LC going back for the metal chair, and this time he’s grabbing another! It would appear that he’s going to go for some sort of conchairto! One chair under the head of Jalyn, another in his hands, IT SEEMS AS THOUGH LC ISN’T JUST LOOKING TO PROVE A POINT, BUT TO END THIS YOUNG MANS CAREER! 

(Kashmir by Led Zeppelin explodes through the speakers as the Answers World Champion charges down to ringside at full force. LC’s eyes dart over to the charging Jamie, and before Jamie can get his hands on him, he kicks the announcers chair right into the path of Jamie making him stop. This gives LC the chance to get away back up the ramp)

LC: You’re nothing O’Hara! Your protege sucks balls! Your ass is mine!  … And way to show up when your child is already dead, big man you are.. Really hurried up eh? 

(The camera pans to a seething Jamie O’Hara checking up on Jalyn while also intensely staring back at LC with a beat red face) 

(Commercial break for weight watchers featuring Terry Chambers)

(The scene opens up backstage in the Performance Center where we see Bronson Daniels in his street clothes and the EAW New Breed Championship resting on his shoulders. Bronson turns a corner and is headed towards the exit after commentating for the Jalyn Garcia vs SEBAS match that happened moments ago. The Dynasty Commentary team can be heard in the background.)

Stew-O: Showdown’s Bronson Daniels was a treat to have here on commentary tonight. He’s definitely grown as an Elitist ever since he won the belt back at Pain for Pride.

Jake Mercer: I’m still upset that we drafted Jalyn AFTER he lost the New Breed Championship. It’s been a while since we’ve seen the New Breed Title held by a Dynasty Elitist, and I simply can’t stand seeing someone from the Blue brand walking around with a title that should be here on Friday Nights every week.

Flannery McCoy: Bronson earned that title just like every New Breed Champion before him. This just goes to show how much great young talent we have spread across all three brands.

Jake Mercer: Yeah, but we all know that the number one brand as far as talent goes is Dynasty. You couldn’t convince me otherwi-

Stew-O: WAIT A SECOND!! SOMEONE JUST TOOK OUT THE NEW BREED CHAMPION FROM BEHIND WITH A FOREARM TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!!! Its.. Its.. ANDRE WALKER!!!

Flannery McCoy: Bronson falls down onto his hands and knees! He tries to get right back up, but Andre grabs a hold of Bronson’s head and hair.. AND ANDRE WALKER BIEL TOSSES BRONSON DANIELS RIGHT INTO A CHAIR RACK HOLDING AT LEAST 20 STEEL CHAIRS!!! BRONSON CRASHES INTO THE RACK AS CHAIRS BEGIN TO DROP DOWN ONTO HIM BACKSTAGE!!!

Stew-O: There had to have been at least 10 steel chairs that dropped down onto Bronson Daniels after he was thrown into the chair rack! Bronson is slowly getting himself up to his hands and knees.. But Andre is right there!! He lifts Bronson up and steps his legs over his arms.. DRE WALKER 3000!!!!! STYLES CLASH ONTO THE STEEL CHAIRS BACKSTAGE!! BRONSON’S FACE JUST PLANTED AGAINST THE UNFORGIVING STEEL AND HE’S BUSTED WIDE OPEN!!!

(Andre Walker gets down on his hands and knees. He then grabs Bronson’s face and turns it towards his own)

Andre Walker: You know, you’ve got a lot of nerve stepping your feet into a Dynasty event.. Do you understand what you have done to me? Because of you, I’ve become overlooked. That New Breed Championship should be around MY waist. MINE!! I was cheated out of that belt and was supposed to fulfill my destiny at Pain for Pride until YOU got involved and had the LUCKIEST victory of your career!

(Andre Walker grips Bronson’s face even harder then shoves his face back down to the ground. He then crawls himself closer to Bronson and places his hand on top of his head. Andre then starts to apply pressure and presses Bronson’s face into the ground.)

Andre Walker: I’m sick and tired of you getting all of this praise over an accomplishment that should be mine! I’ve beaten your top contenders in Khamsin and SEBAS. I defeated the former New Breed Champion, Jalyn Garcia 1 on 1.. I’ve competed in the Main Event of Dynasty.. And I took the number one contender for the EAW Answers World Championship to the very limit at Operation: Doomsday. I’m doing things that only champions can do! I compete at a standard that you fail to match! The only reason there’s all this talk about Bronson Daniels is because you won a belt that you shouldn’t have. This is supposed to be the season of Andre Walker. I failed at Pain for Pride, but I will not fail again! I’m taking what is rightfully mine.. I’m taking that New Breed Championship!

(Andre Walker presses Bronson Daniels face into the ground with more emphasis before he releases the champion. Andre then pops up to his feet and reaches down to grab the EAW New Breed Championship. He brings it up to his face and inspects it.)

Andre Walker: Boy will this thing look good around my waist..

(Andre Walker tosses the championship down onto the body of the champion. He then kicks Bronson viciously in the ribs before taking a step back. Andre looks at the broken champion and smirks. He then walks off as the camera pans over to Bronson Daniels who is unconscious backstage and laying over a pile of steel chairs. Eventually one of the backstage crew members sees Bronson Daniels and rushes towards him)

EAW Staff Member: Oh no! What has happened!?! This man needs help!! Someone grab the medical staff so that they can check up on him!!

(EAW staff members are seen attending to Bronson Daniels who is on the ground. Bronson shoves one of them off to the side as he forces himself up to his forearms and raises his head. He looks across the hallway with a piercing a stare. The camera pans over to the other end of the hallway where we see Andre Walker looking over his shoulder and back at Bronson. Andre smirks then walks out of the scene before the screen fades to black.)

(Dynasty returns from break and the camera cuts to Stephie, who has a smile on her face.)

Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen… please welcome ANDREA VALENTINE!

(“Roll With Me” by Charlie XCX begins to blast across the PA system, much to the delight of the socially distanced crowd. They erupt in cheers as the former EAW World Champion steps onto the stage. Andrea waves to them and flashes her brilliant smile, and then begins to make her way down to the ring.)

Flannery McCoy: Welcome back to Dynasty! We’re about to hear from Andrea Valentine, and guys, I’m sure Andrea has a lot to say.

Stew-O: Absolutely. Last weekend at Operation: Doomsday, the Universal Women’s Champion, Minerva, ruined what was likely going to be the match of the night between Andrea and her former foe, Serena Bennett. Minerva would attack the official, leaving the match without a decision, and she would send a message to her Bloodsport opponent immediately after.

Jake Mercer: It was an absolute travesty, let me tell ya. Andrea is like 0 and 349,293,482,394 against Serena and she was FINALLY… FINALLY… well, maybe gunna get that first win against Compton’s Finest! :wow:!

Flannery McCoy: It really is unfortunate that the match didn’t have a clear winner. Andrea was definitely looking to prove that she’s a better woman and wrestler than Serena, and unfortunately that elusive win continues to elude her.

(Andrea has gotten into the ring now and has taken the microphone from Stephie. She waits until her music fades out and the cheers from the crowd to die down before she begins to speak.)

Andrea Valentine: I really find it cute that another woman from a whole other brand decided to show up last weekend and spoil what was surely going to be a Female Match of the Year contender between Serena and myself. Real cute! I’m really, genuinely amused by the absolute nerve of Minerva. I understand what it’s like to be a world champion and wanting to make sure you assert yourself as much as possible, but the fact she didn’t even remotely get the hint the other week when she had the actual audacity to ask me to step aside and forgo my match with Serena, just like, blows my mind! Some people are just never pleased, especially Minerva, not even caring that she would literally have her own shot at Serena in just a week’s time.

(Andrea can’t help but roll her eyes. It’s clear that what happened last weekend has left her frustrated, and that’s an emotion that is rarely ever seen from Andrea. She is usually cool, calm, and collected, but from the storm cloud of emotions in her blue eyes, there is clearly a lot on her mind tonight.)

Andrea Valentine: People were always gunna say that I was playing second fiddle to the whole Serena and Minerva saga, and all the bullshit back and forth that has been going on between the two of them. I really wanted to make it a point that I wasn’t about to be the side show in their on-going comedy act, but Minerva just couldn’t wait. She couldn’t respect the fact that Serena challenged me and I’m never going to be the one to back down from a challenge. Stuff like that just really doesn’t make a lot of sense to me, and it kind of makes me wonder if people even remember just who I am? I mean, I don’t want to sound overly egotistical or whatever, but two months ago, I was the reigning and defending EAW World Champion. I held onto that championship from Road to Redemption to Pain for Pride, and Rex still had problems beating me, and had to resort to making me pass out. I was never going to give up that championship without a fight and that’s pretty much been the story of my entire career. I have been a fighter, going through some of the most ridiculous stipulations like….ever, and coming out better because of it. During my championship reign, the one people just really love to poke holes through, I defeated and outsmarted some of the best this company has ever seen. If anything, I have more than proven that women like Serena and Minerva are the sideshow act when compared to me because I have reached heights that they could only dream of reaching!

Andrea Valentine: Since arriving on Dynasty, I have definitely had people give me the side eye, like I wasn’t just walking around as a world champion in the biggest company in the world or anything. I feel like they don’t respect me for whatever reason, and despite everything I have already proven and shown, I know that people still don’t believe I deserved to be EAW World Champion last season. I know I more than deserved to reign at the top of Voltage, and I plan on reigning on top of Dynasty before all is said and done! But in the meantime, I really just want to fight tonight and I feel like Serena and Minerva are the perfect opponents!

(The crowd buzzes, clearly excited over the potential triple threat. When Andrea removes her hoodie, revealing her gear, they get loud.)

Flannery McCoy: Hang on! Did Andrea just challenge Serena AND Minerva to a match tonight?!

Jake Mercer: Well I don’t think she came out dressed to compete just for the hell of it!

(Andrea tosses her hoodie to the side and smirks.)

Andrea Valentine: It doesn’t even matter to me that both of you have a match tomorrow night. I’m sure you’ll both be just fine even after taking a ‘L’ to me tonight! Let’s go!

(Andrea lowers the microphone and looks towards the stage, her intentions crystal clear. She wants to beat Serena and Minerva, and show the world who the top woman in EAW is. After a moment of great anticipation… “30 Day Run” by Larry June begins to play.)

Stew-O: Wait! That’s not Serena or Minerva!

(A smiling Visual Prophet saunters onto the stage and raises his EAW World Heavyweight Championship in the air. Andrea looks amused by this and folds her arms across her chest.)

Flannery McCoy: This is definitely an interesting twist! I wonder why Viz is coming out here?!

(The champ doesn’t waste any time getting to the ring and once he steps inside, he produces his own microphone. He calls for his music to cut and he adjusts the championship so that it’s resting on his left shoulder.)

Visual Prophet: The fourth hottest blonde in EAW :wow:!!!

(Andrea practically rolls her eyes to the back of her head.)

Visual Prophet: You sweet thing, out here sounding like every other jilted woman to ever come from the brand I dominated which, of course, is Empire. I don’t think anyone has forgotten you reigned as EAW World Champion, sweetie! I think that the actual reality of your situation is that everyone believes you are the female face of this company. Such a lovely face, might I add, and one that has certainly cemented herself as one of the ones to beat around here! You have come a long way since I bodied you back on Empire during our Match of the Week winner many, many moons ago, and I’m not going to lie to you. I’m interested in seeing how the two of us match up against one another now. I’m a different competitor. You’re a different competitor. We have both stayed beautiful and evolved ourselves.

(There really isn’t a whole lot that Andrea can disagree with, so for now, she remains silent. This pleases Viz.)

Visual Prophet: While your whining and bitching isn’t needed, your voice sounds like a beautiful melody so I can overlook it, and as soon as I heard that you plan on reigning as the top face on Dynasty… well color me ecstatic! I want to give you that chance, Andrea!

(Andrea raises an eyebrow.)

Visual Prophet: At Territorial Invasion, how about you step into this ring against lil ole me, and give it the ole college try! I’m sure everyone in this crowd would just LOVE to see Andrea Valentine take on The Visual Prophet for the EAW World Heavyweight Championship!

(The crowd pops huge for that and rightfully so. Andrea versus Viz is a big time match-up with a world championship on the line.)

Andrea Valentine: Face you at Territorial Invasion for the World Heavyweight Championship? You’re on! I’m not about to turn down an opportunity like that.

Visual Prophet: Indeed you’re not. You want that championship gold around your waist because for more than a year, you haven’t been without a championship. Andrea Valentine and shiny gold championships seem to go hand-in-hand these days and you will surely bring out the best in me! I mean you TOTALLY made sure to really come at me hard the last time we faced each other. It was such a delight to hear the EAW Universe cheer for me after I disposed of you during that encounter. You remember that, right?

Andrea Valentine: I remember. :)!

Visual Prophet: I was great then, and I’m even better now :wow:

(A sarcastic smile crosses Andrea’s face.)

Andrea Valentine: So am I, Viz.

Stew-O: ANDREA VALENTINE JUST KICKED THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION BETWEEN THE LEGS! SHE HAS DROPPED VIZ TO HIS KNEES AND ANDREA IS RUNNING THE ROPES! SHE COMES BACK WITH A SLIDING DROPKICK THAT SENDS VIZ SPRAWLING! ANDREA STOMPS ON HIM A FEW TIMES BEFORE HEADING OVER TO THE ROPES! ANDREA IS CLIMBING UP TOP!

Jake Mercer: :damn:!!! ANDREA WITH V-DAY! THE DIVING SOMERSAULT SEATED SENTON CONNECTS ON VIZ!!!! ANDREA IS BACK TO HER FEET AND SHE IS HOLDING UP THE EAW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!

Flannery McCoy: Is this what we are going to see at Territorial Invasion?! Andrea Valentine securing her place in history by becoming a two-time world champion and the first woman to ever hold the World Heavyweight Championship?!

(“Roll With Me” by Charli XCX begins to play as Andrea Valentine poses with the World Heavyweight Championship over Viz’s fallen body.)

(Dynasty fades to commercial break.)

(“Pure Water” by Skepta hits as Dray Fontana steps out onto the stage with his newly won PURE Championship wrapped around his waist. The fans boo loudly as he makes his way down the entrance ramp and towards the ring)

Stephie Love: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is set for..

Crowd: ONE FALL!!

Stephie Love: And it is your main event of the evening!!! Introducing first, from Kingston Upon Thames, United Kingdom.. Weighing in at 200lbs.. He is your EAW PURE Champion!!! THE PRINCE!!! DRAY FONTANA!!!!

Stew-O: Here he is! The new EAW PURE Champion!! Dray Fontana shocked the world last week at Operation: Doomsday by winning the PURE Championship from Xander Payne!

Jake Mercer: Shocked the world? Dray Fontana has been more than ready to step up and take that championship for a while now, but I guess only a true wrestling fan like myself could see that. The Prince hasn’t been given the credit that he deserves and instead he constantly hears about how he surprised everyone with his victory or that it was just some lucky fluke.. But that isn’t the case. Dray Fontana is going to do big things with that championship.. Just watch.

(“Land of the Innocent” by the Feathers hits as the crowd instantly bursts into cheers. Sarah receives a major pop as she steps out onto the stage with her EAW Specialists Championship wrapped around her waist. The Specialists Champion smiles out to the crowd and makes her way down the entrance ramp and towards the ring.)

Stephie Love: And his opponent.. From London, United Kingdom.. Weighing in at 121lbs.. She is the EAW Specialists Champion!!! THE GUARDIAN ANGEL!!! SARAH PRICE!!!

Stew-O: Sarah Price is arguably one of the hottest reigning champions right now. Since winning the belt from Darcy May Morgan she has managed to not only successfully defend the title in the Specialists Scramble at Pain for Pride 13, but she’s also coming off of her most recent title defense against Harper Lee at Operation: Doomsday!

Flannery McCoy: Sarah and Dray both went back and forth this week talking about how Dray won his title off of luck and how Sarah is only living a life of “short term joy.” This match between them tonight could help get their messages across to one another in a more physical way!

(DING! DING! DING!)

Stew-O And here we go! Sarah Price and Dray Fontana circle around in the center of the ring before locking up with one another! Dray forces Sarah back against the ropes and uses the rebound to irish whip Sarah over to the other end! Sarah bounces back towards Dray! DISCUSS LARIAT BY DRAY FONTANA!!

Flannery McCoy: NO!! SARAH DUCKS UNDERNEATH THE ARM AND GETS FROM BEHIND DRAY! SHE DROPS TO THE CANVAS AND TAKES DRAY WITH HER AS SHE GOES FOR A SCHOOL GIRL PIN!!

Jake Mercer: BUT DRAY FONTANA ROLLS THROUGH AND ENDS UP ON HIS FEET!! Sarah is still down on the canvas and gets up to her knees.. AND DRAY GOES FOR A SHINING WIZARD!! NO!! SARAH DUCKS UNDERNEATH THE LEG AS DRAY HITS THE CANVAS!! Both champions slowly get up to their feet and stare down at one another as right now it looks like these two are evenly matched with one another.

Stew-O: Dray goes for another lock up with Sarah Price, but Sarah connects with a kick to the mid-section! She follows that up with a forearm shot to the head! Another! And another! Dray Fontana falls back as he hits the side ropes! He bounces back.. BUT IT’S SARAH PRICE WHO CONNECTS WITH A PICTURE PERFECT DROPKICK THAT SENDS DRAY FONTANA BACK TOWARDS THE ROPES AS HE FALLS THROUGH THEM, HITS THE RING APRON, THEN LANDS ON THE RINGSIDE FLOOR!!!

Jake Mercer: The Prince manages to get up to his feet at ringside. He looks up at Sarah Price who is in the ring waiting for him. Dray smacks his hand against the ring apron out of frustration then slides back into the ring!

Flannery McCoy: But it’s Sarah Price who connects with another forearm shot to the side of the head just as Dray was getting up to his feet!! Sarah with another as Dray stumbles back a bit! The Guardian Angel turns around and runs to the far ropes! She bounces back towards Dray… HURRICANRANA BY SARAH PRICE!!!!

Jake Mercer: NO!! Dray Fontana manages to use his strength to prevent Sarah from taking him down to the canvas! He has Sarah in a powerbomb position right now as he walks towards the center of the ring.. SITOUT POWERBOMB BY DRAY FONTANA!!! He hooks the legs!

Referee: ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Stew-O: And there’s the kickout by Sarah Price!! Sarah rolls onto her stomach then begins to work her way up to her hands and knees.. But Dray Fontana with a stomp down onto her back as he sends her right back against the canvas of the ring! Dray now reaches down and grabs at Sarah’s right leg!! KNEE BAR!! THE KNEE BAR IS LOCKED IN ON SARAH PRICE!!

Jake Mercer: Dray Fontana is wrenching at that knee right now as Sarah is in a tremendous amount of pain! She’s reaching her arms out and trying to get to the ropes! She begins to use her forearms to army crawl a few inches.. AND SHE GRABS THE BOTTOM ROPE!!

Stew-O: Dray Fontana quickly releases the knee bar and gets back up to his feet. He sees Sarah Price face down on the canvas and stomps down onto her lower back! Another Stomp by Dray Fontana!! And another!! Dray continues to stomp down onto Sarah’s back and seems to be adding more power into each one he delivers!! He brushes the hair from off of his face and looks up at the top turnbuckle in the corner! Dray Fontana now reaches down and grabs Sarah Price by the ankles and pulls her body so that she is lined up in front of the corner turnbuckles!!

Jake Mercer: And now the Prince begins to make his way towards the corner! He climbs up to the top rope and looks down at Sarah Price! He leaps!! DIVING DOUBLE FOOT STOMP BY DRAY FONTANA!!

Flannery McCoy: NO!! Sarah rolls towards the corner as Dray lands right past her!! Dray stumbles on his landing, as Sarah slowly makes her way to her feet! She turns Dray around and kicks him in the abdomen!! SITOUT JAWBREAKER BY SARAH PRICE!! Dray is stunned as he backs away groggily!! BUT SARAH PRICE CONNECTS WITH A DROPKICK TO THE MIDSECTION THAT SHOVES DRAY FONTANA BACK TOWARDS THE ROPES!! Dray bounces back off of the ropes.. BUT HE STEPS RIGHT INTO A DOUBLE KNEE FACEBREAKER BY SARAH PRICE AND INSTANTLY FALLS TO THE CANVAS!!! Sarah hooks the legs!!

Referee: ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

THREEEEEEE-

Stew-O: Kickout by Dray Fontana! Sarah gets up to her feet. She grabs Dray and brings him up to his feet as well! BACK HANDED SLAM TO THE CHEST BY SARAH PRICE!! ANOTHER!! The crowd is cheering Sarah on!!

Jake Mercer: But look! Dray fires back with a forearm shot to the head of Sarah Price! Another one by Dray Fontana and now all of a sudden these cheers are turning to boos!!

Flannery McCoy: BUT SARAH RESPONDS WITH ANOTHER BACK HANDED CHEST SLAP AND THE CROWD GOES WILD!!

Jake Mercer: DRAY WITH ANOTHER FOREARM!! SCREW THE PEOPLE BOOING! THE PRINCE IS HERE!!

Stew-O: Back and forth they go! Back Handed Slap by Sarah!! Forearm shot by Dray!! Sarah! Dray! Sarah!! Dray!! Sarah with another shot!! And another!! Sarah with three backhanded slaps in a row!!! BUT DRAY FONTANA HITS A NASTY DISCUSS LARIAT THAT SENDS SARAH PRICE RIGHT DOWN TO THE CANVAS!!! Sarah slowly gets up to her feet, but Dray is right there as he wraps his arms around her waist and connects with a german suplex!! Sarah hits the canvas hard! She rolls onto her stomach and Dray quickly hooks his legs in with hers as it looks like he’s going for the regal stretch!!!

Flannery McCoy: NO!! Just as Dray Fontana was about to pull Sarah’s arm back, she started connecting back elbow shots to Dray’s face!! Another shot by Sarah Price!! Dray quickly backs away from Sarah as he grabs at the bridge of his nose in pain! Sarah slowly gets herself up to her hands and knees! She then gets up to her feet… AND DRAY FONTANA GOES FOR A DISCUSS LARIAT!!! NO!!! Sarah ducks underneath the arm and runs towards the ropes! She springs off of the ropes.. SPRINGBOARD KNEE STRIKE BY SARAH PRICE CATCHESS DRAY FONTANA RIGHT ACROSS THE HEAD!! Dray stumbles off to the side, but Sarah grabs him by the arm before he could completely fall over!! She kicks him in the gut.. THEN CONNECTS WITH THE LEG DROP DDT!!! Sarah hooks the legs!!!

Referee: ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!

TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-

Stew-O: And there’s the kickout by Dray Fontana!! Sarah Price almost had the match right there! Sarah gets back up to her feet. She stomps down onto the abdomen of Dray Fontana then proceeds over to the corner. Sarah begins to make her way up to the top turnbuckles! She’s facing the arena as it looks like she’s going to go for her Happy Ending!!!

Jake Mercer: NO!! LOOK!! Dray Fontana has just gotten back up to his feet!! Sarah Price turns her head over shoulder and sees Dray standing! She hesitates as Dray gets from behind her and climbs up onto the middle ropes!! AND DRAY FONTANA SHOVES SARAH PRICE FROM OFF OF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE AND SHE GOES CRASHING INTO THE BARRICADE AND PLEXIGLASS THAT SURROUNDS THE RING!!!

Flannery McCoy: Sarah Price is down and out at ringside. The fans in attendance are trying to cheer her on from their socially distanced seats in the performance center!

Stew-O: Back in the ring we see Dray Fontana with a nasty look on his face. Dray exits the ring and makes his way over to Sarah Price as he begins to be showered by boos from the crowd. Dray ignores the crowd reaction though, and drives a powerful right hand right at the head of Sarah just as she was getting up to her hands and knees! The punch knocked Sarah right back down to the floor. Dray now grabs Sarah Price and brings her up to her feet. He then grabs Sarah by the head and hair and bashes the back of her head against the plexiglass screen!! He pulls her head away from the screen.. THEN SENDS IT RIGHT BACK INTO THE PLEXIGLASS!!! Dray then releases Sarah Price as she drops down to the ringside floor.

Referee: One.. Two.. Three.. Four..

Jake Mercer: Dray Fontana begins to walk away from Sarah Price as he combs his hair with his hair back with his fingers. He then turns around and sees Sarah trying to get up. Shes up onto her hands and knees now.. BUT DRAY FONTANA CHARGES IN AND CATCHES HER IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH A CORKSCREW KICK!!!

Stew-O: The thing about that kick is the fact that not only did Dray connect his kick right at the back of Sarah’s head, but he also drove Sarah’s face into the thinly padded ringside floor! It’s pure concrete underneath the padding. Definitely not a good feeling for Sarah Price!!

Referee: Five.. Six… Seven…

Jake Mercer: Dray Fontana now slides back into the ring! He raises his arms in the air as the fans begin to boo him!! I think he’s going for the count out, but these fans aren’t looking too happy. Dray doesn’t care though! He climbs up to the top turnbuckle and presses his hand against his ear! He closes his eyes and signals that he doesn’t care what these people think or say! He’s going for the victory!!

Referee: Eight…

Flannery McCoy: But look! It’s Sarah Price!! Sarah has gotten herself up to her feet! She leans against the ring apron!!

Referee: Nine…

Stew-O: AND SARAH PRICE BEATS THE COUNT!! SHE SLIDES INTO THE RING JUST IN TIME!! Dray can’t believe this as he leaps off of the top turnbuckle and lands on his feet in the ring. Sarah is seen on the canvas of the ring after just sliding back inside. Sarah now grabs at the side ropes and begins to use them to get up to her feet. She’s almost there.. And she’s standing!!!

Jake Mercer: UXU DISASTER KICK BY DRAY FONTANA OUT OF NOWHERE!!! HE CATCHES SARAH RIGHT ACROSS THE FACE WITH HIS BOOT AS SHE DROPS DOWN TO THE MAT INSTANTLY!!!!

Stew-O: And what’s this!?! Dray Fontana is down on his knees! He places his hands in front of his face as he faces Sarah Price!! And Dray Fontana does a peek-a-boo!!!

Dray Fontana (Off-Mic): THE PRINCE IS HERE!!! THE CHAMP IS HERE!!!!

Flannery McCoy: AND DRAY FONTANA HOOKS THE LEGS!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!

TWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!

Flannery McCoy: NO!!! SARAH PRICE GOT HER FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!!! THIS MATCH CONTINUES!!!!!

Stew-O: Dray Fontana can’t believe it! After everything he has put Sarah Price through, she still managed to kick out! Dray pounds the mat in frustration then gets up to his feet. He’s got his eyes glued on Sarah Price right now as he is waiting for her to get up to her feet!! Sarah slowly up to her hands and knees!! She’s raises one foot, then the other as she stands straight up!! Dray Fontana gets from behind her.. FONTANA 97!!! DESTINO!!!!!!

Flannery McCoy: NO!!! SARAH KNEE’S DRAY IN THE BACK BEFORE HE CAN FLIP OVER TO CONNECT THE MOVE!! She adjusts her grip on Dray and has an inverted facelock!!! INVERTED DANCE WITH THE PRINCESS BY SARAH PRICE!!! INVERTED FRONT FACELOCK CUTTER CONNECTS!!!! SARAH PRICE DROPS DOWN FOR THE PIN!!!!

Referee: ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-

Jake Mercer: THE PRINCE KICKS OUT!!! THE PRINCE KICKS OUT!!!!!

Stew-O: What a match between these two champions!! Sarah Price can’t believe that wasn’t the end of the match right there!! Dray Fontana is staring blankly at the ceiling as he lays flat on his back after just kicking out! He breathes heavily and looks exhausted!!

Flannery McCoy: This is Sarah’s opportunity to take this victory! She rises to her feet! She begins to walk over to the nearby corner and climbs the turnbuckles!! She faces the outside of the arena.. HAPPY ENDING!!! MOONSAULT BY SARAH PRICE!!!

Jake Mercer: NO!!! Dray Fontana rolls further away from Sarah as she lands on her feet!!! Dray quickly reaches out… AND HE SNATCHES AT HER ANKLE FROM BEHIND!!! Dray stands up with that ankle and drives his forearm into Sarah’s back to force her down to canvas… AND DRAY LOCKS IN THE ANKLE LOCK!!!!! SARAH PRICE IS IN EXCRUTIATING PAIN!!!! SHE MAY HAVE TO TAP OUT!!!!!

Flannery McCoy: NO!!! Look!! She’s trying to kick herself free!! Dray can’t keep a tight grip on Sarah, as Sarah is kicking away!!!

Jake Mercer: Dray still has a hold on that ankle though and he’s still wrenching at it!!

Flannery McCoy: But Sarah Price forces enough separation with her kicking that she manages to get up to one leg as Dray holds her right ankle!!! Sarah is hopping her way over to the side ropes!! Almost there… AND SARAH GRABS THE RING ROPES!!!!

Stew-O: Dray Fontana is furious. He keeps hold of Sarah’s ankle and continues wrenching!! The referee begins to count!

Referee: One.. Two.. Three.. Four..

Jake Mercer: And Dray Fontana releases the ankle of Sarah Price! He raises both arms in the air as he back away from his opponent. The referee informs Dray not to do that again as the PURE Champion nods responds with a nod. The referee backs away..

Flannery McCoy: BITTERSWEET ENDING!!!! SUPERKICK BY SARAH PRICE!!!!!! Dray drops down to the canvas!!! And Sarah hooks the legs!!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!

TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THHHHHHHREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!

(DING! DING! DING!)

(“Land of Innocent” by Feathers hits as Sarah Price makes it up to her feet. The crowd cheers her on as the referee Sarah the EAW Specialists Championship then raises her hand in the air)

Stephie Love: Here is your winner… THE GUARDIAN ANGEL!!!! SARAH PRICE!!!!!!!

Stew-O: What a match between two of the top talents on Friday night Dynasty!

Flannery McCoy: This was definitely a great back and forth battle between two champions who have so many goals that they hope to achieve with the titles that they carry.

Stew-O: No doubt! We saw two Elitists give it their all tonight, but in the end it was Sarah Price who emerged victorious!!

Jake Mercer: Dray will come back from this loss. I know he will. The Prince will always find a way.

(Jake Mercer stands up cheers Dray Fontana on from the announce table)

Stew-O: Well, I guess it’s clear that Jake is a fan of the new PURE Champion, but that’s going to do it for tonight’s episode of Dynasty. Thanks for tuning in, and we’ll see you all next week! You don’t want to miss it!!

(The screen shows Sarah Price standing on the top rope with her specialists Championship held high in the air. The fans are cheering her on loudly as the camera pans over to Dray Fontana who is carrying his PURE Championship on his shoulder. Dray looks upset after his loss as he stares at Price celebrating in the ring. The screen then fades to black)

(EAW Logo Buzzes)

(EAW intro plays.)

(As the Dynasty broadcast begins, for the first time in what seems like months, “P.A.T.” by Denzel Curry starts to play throughout the performance center speakers, the socially distanced crowd cheering wildly as much as their protective face coverings will allow them. As the camera pans over the audience, we catch a glimpse of a few EAW themed face masks with phrases such as “HOT TAKES;” “PG PATROL;” “WALK WITH ANDRE;” and other logos being seen amongst the crowd. The camera eventually transitions to the commentary desk where Flannery McCoy, Stew-O, and Jake Mercer all stand closely, going completely against New Jersey state’s social distancing regulations.)

Flannery McCoy: Good evening everybody and welcome to another jam-packed episode of Friday Night Dynasty! I’m Flannery McCoy, and as usual, I am joined by my partners in crime, the blessed, unstressed, and always dressed-to-impress, my fabulous bois Stew-O and Jake Mercer!

Jake Mercer: YOU KNOW THE VIBES, LET’S GET IT POPPING!

Stew-O: You’re too kind, Flannery. Can you feel this energy?! Operation: Doomsday is right around the corner! I consider myself beyond blessed to be able to call such an exciting go-home show we have lined up for everybody watching at home tonight, including our MAIN EVENT where the team of Impact and Charlie Marr will take on–

(The commentary team is silenced as the lights suddenly go out and the unsettling sound of a gypsy chant accompanied by cimbalom fills the performance center arena.)

Jake Mercer: o shit. Completely forgot we were expecting an appearance from The Princess Killer this evening. You ever wondered how she got the name, Flan? Pretty funny story actually–

Flannery McCoy: Jake, maybe literally any other time but now. I’m a lot more focused on the incantations we’re hearing throughout the PA system now–do you think it’s a spell, Stew?! :lupe: !!

Stew-O: :snoop: Why y’all love to act like you’ve never seen Minerva’s entrance before is baffling to me. Creepy as she may be, I’m very interested in hearing what brings this young woman to Dynasty tonight.

(The camera fades from the commentary desk and to the top of the ramp inside of the performance center, where “Blood, Milk & Sky” by White Zombie has begun to play. As the lights in the arena continue to flash, Minerva has stepped out onto the stage with her Universal Women’s World Championship over her shoulder. She wears skin-tight, black, pleather leggings with black leather booties and a white, off-the-shoulder peasant blouse with bell sleeves. As she progresses down the ramp, very much enjoying the jeers she’s receiving behind the COVID-proof plexiglass barricade, she raises her title high in the air for all to see.)

Jake Mercer: At only twenty-three years old, Minerva is the youngest women’s champion we’ve ever had in EAW–and yes, I’m considering every past reign from our Vixen’s Champions and the Women’s World Championship before the UWC was introduced last year!

Flannery McCoy: Impressive! Yet, as inexperienced and youthful as she may be, that hasn’t stopped Minerva from having such a successful reign and being one of EAW’s standout Elitists since her debut.

Stew-O: A successful reign *so far.* Darcy May Morgan, Ms. Cash In The Vault, damn near would have had cashed in on Minerva just last week on Voltage if it hadn’t been for Serena preventing it from happening. As you all know, Minerva will be defending against Serena Bennett at Bloodsport in a match stipulation that was only announced just recently–Three Stages of Hell.

Flannery McCoy: A match that I’m sure Serena does NOT want to miss out on against The Gypsy Moth, hence the interference!

Jake Mercer: It’ll be a match for the history books, I’m sure of it!

(Minerva lowers her championship as she walks up the steel steps, onto the apron, and enters the ring. She walks to the corner of the ring where she is handed a microphone, then positions herself closer to the center of the ring, pacing back and forth as she waits for her music to die down. Once it does, she lifts her microphone to speak as she continues pacing.)

Minerva: Samira…Marie…Bennett…

(A pause. Her pacing comes to a halt as she slowly raises her head, staring directly into the camera as she continues.)

Minerva: You sniveling little bitch. I hope you know that you only solidified your pitiful fate when you decided that it was in your best interests to stop Darcy from cashing in on me. (She chuckles.) And it’ll be the biggest mistake of your fucking career. Because at Bloodsport, while the stipulation implies that we will both be made to suffer in that ring, you should know that it’ll be YOUR Three Stages of Hell, and MY Three Stages of Heaven, my sweet, blissful, euphoric paradise. As our match draws nearer, time will only tell that you will for certain regret *ever* choosing to help me on Voltage instead of giving poor Darcy the slightest chance at taking this belt from me. And to ensure that I make the best out of our stipulation, and to be positive that I will succeed by not only embarrassing, but by completely annihilating you after I have my way with your physical self…there’s just one more thing I need…

(Minerva slowly turns her attention to the stage.)

Minerva: Ohhhh, Andreaaaaa…do you mind joining me out here for a moment, if you could spare the time, princess?

(It takes a moment or two, but eventually, “Roll With Me” by Charlie XCX begins to play throughout the speakers of the EAW performance center as the fans grow restless for Andrea Valentine’s entrance. Reluctantly, she walks out onto the stage, wearing her ring-gear in preparation for competition later tonight with a “Heart of Empire” tee worn over it. She progresses down the ramp, keeping a keen eye on Minerva who smiles dreamily as Andrea makes her way to the steel steps.)

Stew-O: Now what the hell does Minerva want with Andrea right now? You’d think she’d be more focused on Serena considering the two are set to face off for that very same UWC she holds so proudly. Andrea has nothing to do with that matchup!

Flannery McCoy: I’m sure it’s nothing more than some other psychological tactic Minerva is using to try and get in Serena’s head.

Jake Mercer: I dunno, Flan. I’m not so sure Serena will be able to handle much more of Minerva’s mind games. Minerva may already have the psychological victory over Serena, and that might be more than enough to ensure she walks out of Bloodsport still champion.

Stew-O: That’s assuming Serena will even make it to Bloodsport after Andrea Valentine gets her hands on her. Those two might have reached their boiling point last week, as it took security to tear them apart not only once, but TWICE in one night!

Flannery McCoy: It’s not like Andrea to ever back down from a fight, and she’s ensuring that it’s going to be a BIG one next weekend!

(Andrea enters the ring and grabs a microphone as “Roll With Me” dies down. She stands across from Minerva, eyeing her slowly and skeptically while Minerva simply flashes a cunning smile right back at her. A few moments pass before either woman speaks.)

Andrea Valentine: Well?

Minerva: “Well” what?

Andrea Valentine: :mjpls: You wanted me out here, so here I am.

Minerva: Oh, yes, yes, of course! Forgive me. I do love it when a bitch knows to follow orders. :wow: I was only too busy…staring at you, trying to determine what exactly it is that has the entirety of the EAW Universe enamored with you, if nothing beyond the breast augmentation surgery paired with the bleached roots. Men just fawn over you everywhere you go, don’t they? Must be nice to be on the receiving end of so much…superficial and hollow attention.

Andrea Valentine: Now is not the time to project your deep-rooted insecurities involving how you’ve been rejected literally everywhere you go onto me, I have nothing to do with that. I promise you won’t want to make an enemy out of me. You asked me out here, so I’ll bite.

Minerva: Fair enough. Well, as you know, Andrea, I have a Universal Women’s Title match scheduled at Bloodsport against Serena Bennett. I’ve come here to ask a favor of you, if you would allow it.

Andrea Valentine: What the hell could you possibly want from me, of all people?

(Minerva licks her lips, eyeing Andrea before she opens her mouth to speak.)

Minerva: Call off the match with Serena at Operation: Doomsday.

Andrea Valentine: :skip:

Stew-O, Jake Mercer, & Flannery McCoy: :skip: !!!

(Murmurs are heard from the socially-distanced audience in response to Minerva’s outrageous request.)

Jake Mercer: Did she just say what I think she did?!

Minerva: Please, Andrea. Hear me out. I understand how much this match against Serena means to you now, you two have been going at it, neck and neck, for weeks now, since the beginning of the season! This feud between you both is going to have a season-defining outcome for the both of you. And by the looks of it, it’s starting to seem like Serena might be a little bit more excited for your matchup than she is mine. That bothers me just a bit, Andrea, because I’m looking forward to getting in the ring with Serena. I’m looking forward to putting her through Three Stages of Hell and to inflicting the highest level of suffering that woman will ever experience. So, when I meet Serena at Bloodsport, I want a Serena Bennett at 100%. Not 75, not 50, not even 99. One hundred. And if this tension between you two shows us anything, it shows us that I won’t be able to take as much away from Serena as I hope to if she gets in the ring with you. No doubt you’ll have something to prove against her at Operation: Doomsday, and no doubt you’ll want to put her through some punishment of your own. So, please. Do me one favor. Skip the match with Serena and allow me, just this once, to have my way with a fully-rested, fully-capable, fully-powered up Serena.

(Andrea gives Minerva a quick up-and-down as Minerva lowers the microphone for a moment, flashing a bright smile in Andrea’s direction, excited to hear if the next words out of Andrea’s mouth are an agreement to Minerva’s favor. Andrea then takes a quick look around the performance center arena as the crowd watches intently, then simply shakes her head as she raises the microphone back up to her mouth, the mic picking up the sound of her lighthearted sigh.)

Andrea Valentine: With all due respect, Minerva, fuck no.

(The crowd cheers and applauds as Minerva’s bright smile turns into a scowl.)

Andrea Valentine: Why in the world should I let *you* have all the fun? Wouldn’t be fair of me to turn Serena down from the fight she wants so badly, would it? This has been a *long* time coming, and I’m not standing down for anybody. Serena asked for a match with me, so I’m going to give her one, and give the EAW Universe a showing in just how formidable of a fucking competitor I can be. Losing the EAW World Championship shouldn’t stop me from giving it my all and putting on amazing Free-Per-View matches, from proving myself against every opportunity I’m faced with, and from giving every competitor my all. I’m going to do *exactly* what I have to to get my point across and to make it perfectly clear to Serena, to you, and to anybody else who’s wondering whether or not Andrea Valentine has it in her to succeed at any given time after going against people up and down the EAW roster. Plus, I owe Serena a bitch slap or two as payback for the shit she’s been talking. I’m only worried about doing what matters for me, Minerva. So, no. Hell no! I’m not doing you this favor because it’s sure as hell *not* in my best interests to let Serena get away unscathed after all she’s done to try and put me down so far.

(The performance center crowd lets out a small pop.)

Minerva: (She sighs.) Your sense of determination…it’s adorable, Andrea. I’d say admirable, except there is nothing I admire about you for being so set on wasting her time on a woman who was marked for death not long before you set sights on her. I suppose I’ll have to make due with what little is left of Serena after yo–

(The intro to “Surfin’ [ft. Pharrel Williams]” by Kid Cudi starts up, bringing the crowd inside of the performance center to their feet in anticipation for Serena Bennett. Andrea and Minerva back away from one another and turn their attention to the stage, where Serena has now appeared sporting a retro MaKaVeLi t-shirt tied just under her bust with grey Puma leggings and a pair of baby blue and white Jordan 1’s. Serena flips her hair at the top of the stage, gold bamboo earrings swaying with her head movement.)

Jake Mercer: I’ma need dat shirt. :birdmanhandrub:

Flannery McCoy: Serena, now realizing she’s the center of attention between these two women, coming out here to give these woman a piece of their mind after BOTH of them are swearing to give Serena the fight of her life!

Stew-O: No doubt about that, Flan. I’m sure we all know just how seriously Serena takes it whenever she’s the topic of conversation.

(Serena takes her time walking down the ramp, reaching the apron just as the audience begins to sing along with “Surfin’.” The music dies down, but the audience continues the chorus as Serena grabs a microphone from the timekeeper’s area.)

Serena Bennett: Now hold on just a fuckin’ minute–

Minerva: Serena! You beat me to the punch. I was just getting ready to ask you to join us out here tonight to see if you could perhaps convince Andrea to–

Serena Bennett: AHT AHT! Shhhhhh! I’m talking now, all eyes on ME right now, sistopher. Oh, you don’t like that, huh? Don’t know why you acting surprised like you ain’t pull up on Dynasty to open the show and start blabbering about me right away, and you thought I wasn’t gon’ check you? Y’all just loooooove keeping my fucking name in your mouth, but look how quiet y’all both get all of a sudden now that I’m out here. Predictable comin’ from y’all. Can’t believe these bitches is really out here talmbout “I’m gonna beat Serena better than you can!” as if either ONE of y’all can expect a win in the next few weeks. :mjlol: Watch, I’ma send you right back to the hole you crawled out of right after I remind Andrea who her fuckin’ daddy is, talk to me nice.

Minerva: Be realistic, Serena. Be honest with yourself, just once. Drop the facade that you’re the most invincible woman in this industry–I’ll be sure to prove you wrong come Bloodsport and trust me when I tell you that you’re going to need all the strength you can muster up to withstand our fucking title match. It’s better you kiss and makeup with Andrea Valentine now before you find yourself with too much on your plate when it’s too late. You’ll need all the help you can get before taking this beating, and feuding with another woman isn’t doing you any favors. And really, I’m only looking out for you. You at least deserve a fighting chance before I ultimately destroy any hope you had of laying a finger on this championship ever again.

Serena Bennett: Fuck outta here, bitch. I’ma crip walk up and down your fucking lifeless corpse after I make a mess out of you come Bloodsport. Andrea just the warm up, but she can get some of this work, too, since she been begging for an ass whoopin’ from yours truly so damn bad.

Andrea Valentine: Um, you asked for a match with me, remember?! :wtf:

Serena Bennett: :hhh: And I don’t know who the fuck told you it was safe for you to address me right now, sis. Did I ask for your interjection?

Andrea Valentine: Don’t know who died and made you the boss of me.

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Andrea Valentine: I’m really not in the mood for your shit, Serena. Or Minerva’s either, truthfully, but one step at a time! I’m just as ready to smack the shit out of you up and down this entire ring as you are me. I keep on warning you, it’s not in your best interests to think of me as your little pre-game. Need another reminder of just how fucked up I had you in the middle of that ring two weeks ago, or you think you can wait until the Free-Per-View to get your ass handed to you again?

Serena Bennett: You know what? Minerva’s right, fuck O: D all together, ‘cause we can get it in right here and right now. I’m with the shits, lil’ bitch, I ain’t scared of either one of you, don’t test me. And don’t you fucking insult me, Minerva. I don’t need you to do me no favors, call off no matches, take care of my opponents for me–despite me obviously needing to stand in to keep yours at bay–nah. None of that. Don’t know who the fuck either of you are tryna tell me that’s best for ME. I knew exactly what the fuck I was doing when I challenged each of you one right after the other. I’m about that fucking life, believe it or not, and y’all not gon’ enjoy being at the receiving end of what happens once Serena Bennett realigns herself and goes after what’s rightfully hers. And just so nobody can doubt whether or not Serena deserves that Univeral Women’s Title or question the level of work she’s capable of dealing with, I want all the smoke, just make sure you can fucking keep up with me when it comes down to it. Neither one of you better hold back on me in that fuckin’ ring, give me the best y’all fuckin’ got, I double dawg dare you. ‘Cause you best believe that I show it better than I say it–if you could even fucking begin to imagine. Best of luck to both of you. Y’all hoes gon’ fucking need it.

(“Surfin’” picks back up just as Serena drops her microphone with a loud pop. She scoffs once before she exits between the middle rope, leaving Andrea and Minerva alone in the ring.)

Flannery McCoy: There you have it, folks! I guess Serena’s said all she’s needed to say heading into back-to-back Free-Per-View appearances. Thots, gentlemen?

Jake Mercer: Yes, please.

Stew-O: A very strong statement from Bennett before she heads into two of the arguably most heated Free-Per-View matches she’s seen in her career. But there’s only one way to see whether or not Serena has ended up biting off more than she can chew to start the season.

(Serena walks backwards up the performance center ramp, gesturing towards both of her upcoming FPV opponents and shit-talking from a distance. The final shot before Dynasty fades to commercial is of Andrea and Minerva staring Serena down from the ring before turning heads and locking eyes with one another.)

(Commercial Break)

(Commercial for autotrader.com featuring Andre Walker as he’s in a dealership asking for advice from someone too busy to help before he’s introduced to the website that gets him all the information he’s asking for and more!)

(Reverse Vitiligo treatment commercial featuring Andre Walker)

(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)

Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!!!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!

(‘The Purge’ by ScHoolboy Q, Tyler The Creator, and Kurupt hits to loud boos from the crowd.)

Stephie Love: Introducing first from Eastside, Long Beach, California weighing in at 282 pounds he is “The So-Cal Submission Specialist” MAAAAAASSSSON MASSACRRRRRRRRE!!!

(Mason Massacre makes his way to the ring tearing up his manga collection and making nuclear bomb jokes in order to send a message to his opponent here tonight.)

Flannery McCoy: Damn the racism tho.

Jake Mercer: It’s not racism Flan. It’s mindgames! Mason is a devious strategist who specializes in making his opponent submit. Getting inside their head is just one of the ways to truly submit your opponent to your will.

Stew-O: Well I guess you both might be right. However, that is my favorite manga series so I just might have to hop this table and pull a Jake Mercer at PFP on this motherfucker.

Jake & Flannery: :whoa:

(“The Invisible Wall” By The GazettE hits to more boos from the crowd.)

Stephie Love: And his opponent from Kabukicho, Tokyo, Japan weighing in at 251 pounds he is “The Ungovernable” KooooooMMMMMMATSuuuuu OOOOOOOGaaaaaWwwwwAAAAAA!!!!

(Komatsu Ogawa makes his way to the ring pretending to trip down the ramp due to an earthquake to send a message to his Californian opponent. He also does some knockoff yoga poses in his corner to really drive it home and make Mason rage extra hard.)

Stew-O: Yeah you tell him Komatsu! This gaijin will never touch a precious copy of JoJo’s ever again once you get through with him!

Jake Mercer: I feel like I am back in 2017. That being said this match looks like it is getting heated and personal and should be an interesting one to watch. It reminds me of the great war between California and Japan in 1953 that left the empty Pacific Ocean between them a barren wasteland where nobody lives to this day.

Flannery McCoy: *bangs head on desk

(DING! DING! DING!)

Stew-O: This one is gonna be a real slobberknocker here tonight let me tell you! Both men facing off as the referee conducts the usual checks before letting them at each other. Mason Massacre and Komatsu Ogawa circling the ring now talking smack as they prepare to go in on each other. Ogawa especially seems to be ready here as you can see a smirk on his face just as he charges in to lock up and fight ferociously with Massacre! Ogawa wins the struggle catching Massacre in a headlock dropping his opponent to his knees. But Mason fights his way back up and shoves Ogawa off him into the ropes. But Ogawa catches him on the bounce back from the ropes and drops him with a Snapmare Takedown into the ring. Right back into the headlock from whence he came. Massacre fights his way back up once more and falls back dragging himself and Ogawa and the headlock back into the corner and the ropes. The referee forces the break really quickly. But Massacre just grabs Ogawa into his own headlock and Snapmare Takedown dropping him to the mat in the ring! How the tables have turned!

Flannery McCoy: The crowd booing at the relative excitement of these headlocks and early match restholds as Komatsu Ogawa struggles back up to his feet. He shoves Mason Massacre off him against the ropes! Drop Toe Hold! Ogawa looking for an Ankle Lock! But Massacre struggles his way over to the ropes and immediately forces the break before such a lethal hold can be applied. Ogawa stomping hard on the back of Massacre in frustration as the referee chastizes him for not immediately backing off and instead attempting to take advantage of his opponent’s weakness. Massacre slowly back up as he counters a punch from Ogawa and sends him back into the corner. Repeated shots from Massacre are very well placed knocking Ogawa on his ass and dazing him. A spinning back elbow in the corner keeps his opponent dazed as he nearly takes him off his feet again. Irish Whip! No! Ogawa counters the whip and runs off the ropes himself! Both men intersect… Ogawa with a SPEAR! No! Massacre got his knee up and Ogawa stopped the Spear just in time but the arm of Ogawa caught by the knee block of Massacre! Ogawa turns around in pain shaking off the damage to his arm but Massacre assaults him with a vicious Lariat from behind right to the back of the neck! Damn what a painful looking clubbing blow!

Jake Mercer: Komatsu Ogawa holding his head in pain as Mason Massacre slides in for the cover!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Stew-O: Kickout by Komatsu Ogawa! Mason Massacre slowly raises up Ogawa as he looks to continue his vicious strikes… but Ogawa blocks with his arm and begins firing back shots of his own! Punch! Punch! Punch! Chop! Chop! Chop! Forearm! Forearm! Forearm! Irish Whip! But Massacre reverses it! Ogawa comes flying back with a Crossbody off the ropes!!! But Massacre stops, drops, and rolls causing Ogawa to crash and burn on the canvas! Massacre pointing and laughing at Ogawa as he sits in the ring stalking his opponent slowly getting back up. Ogawa pulls himself up on the ropes as Massacre sees his chance to strike! He charges in! Running Clothesline takes Ogawa out flipping him up and over the top rope to the outside as he bashes his head all up against the announce table! Massacre not finished yet! He runs the ropes!!! SUICIDE DIVE TO THE OUTSIDE CONNECTS!!!

Flannery McCoy: NO! KOMATSU OGAWA MOVED OUT THE WAY! MASON MASSACRE CRASHES HEAD FIRST INTO THE ANNOUNCE TABLE! Ogawa now on the outside as he grabs Mason and throws him back into the ring for the cover.

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR-

Jake Mercer: Kickout barely by Mason Massacre! Komatsu Ogawa brutally grabs him into a headlock before transitioning into a more painful looking Dragon Sleeper! Ogawa grimacing angrily as he chokes his opponent out gripping with force dropping Massacre down to the mat! He continues using the submission to drain the life from his opponent as Mason is fading! No! Mason showing signs of life as he begins to slowly return to his feet! He grabs for the ropes… but Ogawa quickly releases the hold and tosses him back with a Dragon Suplex! But Mason lands on his feet! He charges in at Ogawa in the corner! But Ogawa moves out of the way and Mason goes chest first into the turnbuckle padding! Ogawa with a rollup from behind!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!! THRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Stew-O: Frustration now setting it for Komatsu Ogawa as he begins angrily stomping on Mason Massacre targeting every part of his body that he can see. He decides he likes the head best so begins focusing on placing his stomps there much to the distress of Massacre. Leaping Knee Strike by Ogawa right to the head of Massacre! Ogawa lifts his opponent up only to drop him with a Running Powerslam down to the mat. A quick cover but then he changes his mind and decides to go for another rest hold instead much to the outrage of the crowd. He begins to laugh at them before letting go of the hold and hitting another Leaping Knee Strike! Massacre rolls over trying to get away from Ogawa who just locks him into yet another Dragon Sleeper. Massacre manages to barely get a finger on the ropes as Ogawa sighs and hits him hard across the back with a loud slapping noise. That seems to have just annoyed Massacre who turns around looking enraged only to be met with a Superkick to the face from Ogawa! The cover!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!

Flannery McCoy: Kickout! But how can this be? Ogawa annoyed as he pulls up Massacre and slaps him across the face disrespectfully yelling at him to stay down next time. He pulls him in and hooks him for the end…

Jake Mercer: DESTINY’S END CONNECTS!!!

Stew-O: NO! MASON MASSACRE COUNTERS!!! HE FLIPS KOMATSU OGAWA UP AND OVER BACK DOWN TO THE MAT! MASON GRABS OGAWA BY THE SIDE AND LIFTS HIM UP! 562 CONNECTS! THE BRUTAL AF FIREMAN’S CARRY SIDESLAM CONNECTS! THE COVER!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! THRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!

(DING! DING! DING!)

Stephie Love: Here is your winner… MAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNN MASSSSSSSSSSSAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(‘The Purge’ by ScHoolboy Q, Tyler The Creator, and Kurupt hits as Mason Massacre smirks to the referee insisting he raise his arm up in victory. However, he shoves the referee aside and rolls out of the ring grabbing the mic from Stephie Love.)

Jake Mercer: No! Leave Stephie alone!

Mason Massacre: Cut my music! Cut my damn music!

(Everything goes silent.)

Mason Massacre: Look at this man. Look at the destruction that I caused. Look at it! LOOK AT IT!

(Mason makes Stephie look at it.)

Mason Massacre: This is Jalyn’s fate! I’ll see him at Operation Doomsday… unless he is too much of a coward.

(Mason Massacre smirks as the crowd boos and throws trash that bounces back at them off the glass shields at ringside.)

Jake Mercer: Mason Massacre laying it out! If I was Jalyn I would be terrified.

Stew-O: Jalyn ain’t no coward! He will be there! I know he will!

Stew-O: Can’t wait! Operation Doomsday will be lit! But will Jalyn suffer the same doom as Komatsu Ogawa here tonight?!?!

(The camera cuts to a commercial featuring various EAW wrestlers discussing their dream matches. The debate soon turns violent.)

(Dynasty returns from commercial break to find Stephie Love in ring, about to introduce the competitors in the upcoming bout.)

Stew-O: Ladies and gentleman, welcome back to the most exciting weekly episodic television show, Elite Answers Wrestling presents, Friday Night Dynasty!

Flannery McCoy: An incredible bout unfolded only moments ago, between Komatsu Ogawa and Mason Massacre, and there’s more action to come! In just a few moments, the team of MITSUBACHI and Khamsin will do battle with Seth Osiris and Jason McKormick in a tag team matchup!

Jake Mercer: Yessir! Despite this match being a tag team bout, all four of these men will compete at Operation: Doomsday, in a six-man New Breed Showcase match! An electric matchup it’ll be, though that’s a week away, tonight, two of them look to build momentum by toppling the dreams of the others’ to the canvas. We’ll see which of these four men can effectively function as a unit and gain a much-needed victory for their team.

Flannery McCoy: This amazing tag team match will take place momentarily!

(Camera pans towards the center of the ring, where Dynasty ringside announcer, Stephie Love, is beginning to introduce the competitors.)

Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A TAG TEAM MATCH, AND IT IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!

(Socially distanced crowd repeats “ONE FALL!”)

(‘Bow Down’ by I Prevail begins to reverberate throughout the performance centers speakers, as Seth Osiris makes his way onto the Dynasty stage.)

Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST, WRESTLING OUT OF THE SWAMPS, OF LOUISSSIIAAANNNAAAA!! WEIGHING IN 212 POUNNNDDSSS, SEEETTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHH OOSSSSIIIIIRRRRRRRRIIIIIIISSSS!!!

(Seth Osiris presents himself afore this crowd, beginning to make his way to the ring. ‘DEVIL’ by Shinedown replaces the PC’s environment, as Jason McKormick, spotlight on him, arms stretched wide, appears on the stage.)

Stephie Love: AND HIS PARTNER, WRESTLING OUT OF JACKSON, MICCCCHIIGGGANNNNN!!! WEIGHING IN AT 23 POOOUUNNDDSSSS, JASSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOONNNNNNN “THE SOCIAL STAAIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNN” MCCCKKORMIIIICCCCKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: Osiris and McKormick are certainly an interesting duo. One having recently returned to EAW and one having only made his debut recently. Both have arrived on Dynasty in pursuit of glory and at Operation: Doomsday, they’ll have their most significant opportunity thus far. Six men, including the four aking part in this match, will do battle in a New Breed showcase matchup! Championship glory is on their minds and they’re not looking to waste their opportunity!

Stew-O: Indeed, Flannery, though tonight these men will need to align their focus for only one match when they take on MITSUBACHI and Khamsin.

Jake Mercer: McKormick in particular has been extremely vocal about not being an afterthought, and Operation: Doomsday is his chance to erase nay doubt that he belongs at the bottom of the card. Though steps must be taken if he’s to walk into Operation: Doomsday with momentum on his side. A step that he’ll have to take by stepping over Khamisn and MITSUBACHI, by the side of Seth Osiris.

(Silence overtakes the area, followed by a chorus of boos being hurled at Khamsin, as he makes his way onto the stage.)

Stephie Love: AND THEIR OPPONENTS! FIRST, WRESTLING OUT OF VERDUN, FRANNNNCCCEEEEEE!!! WEIGHING IN AT 210 POOUUNNNDDSSSS, “LE MAGGGNIIIFFFFIIIIIQUUEEEEEE” KHAMMMSIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!

(Khamsin, through loud silence, begins to smugly glance towards his opponents in the ring. ‘Black Honey’ by Thrice replaces the silence, though the reaction all the same, as the sinister MITSUBACHI graces the performance center with his malicious presence.)

Stephie Love: AND HIS PARTNER! WEIGHING IN AT 187 POOOUUUNNDDSSS!!! WRESTLING OUT OF SOTO, SAITAMA, JAAAAPPPAAANNNNNNN, “THE SILENT KILLERRRRRRRR”!!!! MITTTTTSSSSSSSSSUUUUUUUUUUUBBBBBBAAACHHHHIIII!!!!!

Jake Mercer: Khamsin out for vengeance this week, he wears a bloodthirsty smile across his face. After suffering a defeat to Andre Walker in a triple threat match last week, Khamsin is looking to establish himself as top tier talent on this brand. A win here tonight will set him on that very path! MITSUBACHI’s change in attitude needs no explanation. MITSUBACHI was simply exhausted from dragging dead weight on Showdown in season thirteen. He’s taking more than names, he’s taking heads, and he’s made it apparent that he wants only the biggest and best opportunities in season fourteen! And he won’t rest until he claims said opportunities for himself, crushing the hopes of his peers under his boot!

Stew-O: The same goes for Khamsin, for that matter. Both men, ruthless, coldblooded, and savages to the fullest extent. Relishing in their handy work, enjoying the punishment and cruelty brought to their foes. There will be an incredible clash of styles tonight, gentleman!
(The referee signals for the bell to be rung, indicating the official beginning of this tag team match.)

(DING! DING! DING!)

Jake Mercer: We’re off! This tag team match kicking off with the traditional ringing of the bell. Seth Osiris and Khamsin the first to begin this match for their respective teams. These two looking for a lockup, but Khamsinn heads South, ducking under the grasp of Seth, and firing a knife-edge chop at the chest of Seth Osiris! And again! Khamsin with two nasty chops to begin this match! Khamsin jawing at the socially distanced crowd already. Looking to send Seth Osiris across the ring, but Seth reverses with an irish whip! Khamsin now bounding off the ropes, SETH LAUNCHING KHAMSIN INTO THE AIR AND DROPPING HIM FROM THE SKIES WITH A SINGLE LEG FLAPJACK!! What a counter from Seth Osiris from the get-go! Seth drags Khamsin into his corner, as he makes legal Jason McKormick. Seth Osiris snapping Khamsin to the canvas, Jason’s heading to the top rope, the no-fly zone! MCKORMICK WITH A BE|IG ELBOW OFF THE TOP, DROPPING THAT ELBOW THROUGH THE HEART OF KHAMSIN!! The pairing of Osiris and McKormick appearing efficient thus far!

Flannery McCoy: Indeed, they do. Jason now bringing Khamsin to a standing base, powering him into the turnbuckles with brute strength. Wrapping his hands around the throat of Khamsin, attempting to choke the life from Khamsin! McKormick utilizing every second of his five-count to his advantage, a villainous display of violence from the self-proclaimed “lunatic”. Jason now heading to the top once more, perhaps looking for another cruel elbow drop! Khamsin wisely rolling out of the way, avoiding any possible danger. Jason drops back to the canvas, but Khamsin is still on wobbly legs! JASON SETTING UP FOR A SPEAR, TRANSITIONING INTO YET ANOTHER LETHAL WEAPON IN HIS ARSENAL! JASON LOOKING TO CUT KHAMSIN IN HALF, BUT KHAMSIN COUNTERS WITH A SPINNING HEEL KICK TO THE FACE!!! WHAT A COUNTER FROM THE FRENCH-MAN! Khamsin with a beautiful counter, now looking to capitalize! Khamsin off the ropes, DROPPING A HUGE KNEE ACROSS THE FACE OF JASON! He’ll offer him no quarter, no room to rest after that tremendous knee drop! Khamsin, dragging McKormick by the hair, further damaging an already pitiful hairline! Dragging Jason to his corner, tagging in his partner and making his official entry into the match, MITSUBACHI! MITSUBACHI quickly driving knees into the ribs of McKormick, repeated knee strikes to the body, punishing Jason. This certainly won’t help his chances at Operation: Doomsday. Lifting Jason up to his feet now, perhaps a suplex in McKormick’s near future! No! Jason escaped the grasp of MITSUBACHI and drops him to a knee with a jaw-realigning European Uppercut! MITSUBACHI is down! Jason looking for an inverted headlock backbreaker now, a signature force of his offense!

Jake Mercer: NOW IT’S MITSUBACHI WITH A COUNTER, NAILING AN ENZEGUIRI ON THE SKULL OF JASON MCKORMICK!! MITSUBACHI DISPLAYING HIS EXCELLENT RING IQ AND WHEREWITHAL TO COUNTER JASON’S ATTACK! Now MITSUBACHI’s going to play with his food, he’s going to make Jason pay for every degrading insult that let to this match right now. More knees to the body of a downed McKormick, from MITSUBACHI!! Brutal knee strikes, now barbaric elbow raining down upon McKormick!! MITSUBACHI dropping any form of attack onto his opponent, looking to inflict as much pain as humanely possible! WHAT THE HELL?!? KHAMSIN STORMING TO SETH’S CORNER, RIPPING HIS LEG OFF THE ARPON, AS SETH OSIRIS COMES CRASHING TO THE FLOOR!! KHAMSIN NOW SMILING AT HIM!!! WHAT A VILE MAN, ABSOLUTELY DESPICABLE!!

Stew-O: The referee warning Khamsin about the attack, giving him his undivided attention. WHICH ALLOWS MITSUBACHI TO STOMP AT THE CROTCH OF JASON MCKORMICK!!! MITSUBACHI WITH A LOW BLOW, TAKING JASON OUT OF THIS MATCH INDEFINITELY! The referee getting his head back into the ring’s affairs, but the work is done! MITSUBACHI now scraping Jason off the canvas, looking to finish it right here! Whispering in the ear of McKormick, the end is near for “The Lunatic”! HERE HE GOES!!! AXE KICK TO THE BACK OF JASON MCKORMICK’S HEAD, NOW FOLLOWING IT UP WITH A BACKSTABBER!!! A BACCCKKKKKSTABBBEERRRRR!!!!! MITSUBACHI’S KNEES DRIVEN STRAIGHT THROUGH THE SPINE OF JASON, THIS IS IT!!! MITSUBACHI HEADING IN FOR THE PIN!!

(ONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!)

(TTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!)

(TTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEE-)

Flannery McCoy: SETH OSIRIS BREAKS IT UP AT THE VERY LAST MOMENT!!! MY GOD, A CLOSE CALL THERE, MITSUBACHI THOUGHT HE HAD THIS IN THE BAG, HELL, I DID AS WELL!! Khamsin now back into the ring, looking to dispose of Seth Osiris! KHAMSIN LAUCNHES HIMSELF WITH A DROPKICK, BUT SETH SIDESTEPS HIM! GREAT MOVEMENTS FROM OSIRIS! SETH NOW ATTEMPTING A REVERSE DDT, THOUGH KHAMSIN IS FIGHTING IT!! MITSUBACHI WITH A HEEL KICK TO THE FACE OF SETH OSIRIS, DROPPING HIM TO HIS KNEES!! KHAMSIN NOW ONTO THE APRON, LOOKING FOR A SPRINGBOARD LARIAT!! HE FLIEEEESSSS!!!! WAIT, SETH OSIRIS CAUGHT HIM, PLUCKED HIM OUT OF MID-AIR!!! NOW OSIRIS HURLING KHAMSIN OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH A BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!!! WHAT A COUNTER FROM SETH OSIRIS!! NOW IT’S MITSUBACHI SENDING SETH OVER THE TOP ROPE!! BUT JASON MCKORMICK BACK INTO THE MIX, ‘THEEEEE LEGGGACCCCYYYYYYY’!!!!!! ‘THE LEGACY’ SUPERKICK LANDED FLUSH ON MITSUBACHI’S CHIN, BUT IT SENT HIM TUMBLING OVER THE TOP ROPE, JASON CAN’T TAKE ADVANTAGE!!! THIS IS AN ABSOLUTE MELEE!!

Stew-O: HE MAY NOT BE ABLE TO PIN MITSUBACHI, BUT HE WON’T LET UP!! WON’T ALLOW HIM ANY ROOM TO RECOVER! JASON MCKORMIC ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE, HE’S LOOKING TO PULL OUT ALL THE STOPS!!! JASON’S EYEING A BIG MOVE!!! KHAMSIN ON THE APRON NOW WITH A DROPKICK TO THE FACE OF JASON MCKORMIC, SENDING HIM BOOMING TO THE FLOOR, WHAT A MOVE FROM ‘LE MAGNIFIQUE’!! KHAMSIN NOT ALLOWING JASON TO LAY ALL HIS CARDS ON THE TABLE! WHO THE HELL IS EVEN LEGAL?!?

Flannery McCoy: MITSUBACHI and Jason McKormick are the two legal men in this match, but bodies are strewn everywhere! KKhamsin’s managed to aid MITSUBACHI back into the ring, though he’s still out of it from the superkick to the chin. Khamsin willing MITSUBACHI to the corner, looking desperately for a tag. Jason McKormick back into the ring now, dragging MITSUBACHI back into the center of the ring. Jason McKormick just unloading on MITSUBACHI! JESUS CHRIST, FULL MOUNT, JASON’S JUST DROPPING HAMMERS ONTO THE UNPROTECTED FACE OF MITSUBACHI! BLOOD BEGINS TO SEEP FROM THE NOSE OF MITSUBACHI!! Jason back to his feet, blowing a kiss at Khamsin, who’s chomping at the bit to get into this match. McKormick now tags in Seth Osiris, looking perhaps for a flurry of offense against the foul MITSUBACHI! A SPIKE DDT FROM JASON, PLANTING MITSUBACHI ON HIS HEAD, DRILLING HIM INTO THE CANVAS!! NOW JASON, THRUSTING MITSUBACHI’S BODY INTO THE AWAITING ARMS OF SETH OSIRIS, WHO’S LOOKING FOR A TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER!! SPINNING MITSUBACHI HIGH IN THE SKIES!!! WHAT THE HELL, MITSUBACHI WITH A HEADLOCK TAKEDOWN, ROLLING TO THE CANVAS FROM THE AIR, WHAT A COUNTER FROM MITSUBACHI!!! HE AVOIDS A CLOTHESLINE FROM JASON, AND MANAGES TO LUNGE TOWARDS HIS CORNER! HE TAGS KHAMSIN, WHO’S NOW THE LEGAL MAN!! KHAMSIN BLASTS JASON OUT OF THE RING, AND CATCHES THE SHORT-ARM CLOTHESLINE ATTEMPT OF SETH!! STO FROM KHAMSIN, PLANTING THE LOUSIANA NATIVE!!

Jake Mercer: KHAMSIN AND SETH THE TWO LEGAL MEN, BUT KHAMSIN’S LOOKING FOR A FINISH RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW!! KHAMSIN USING THE SMALL SHRED OF POWER HE’S GOT LEFT TO LIFT OSIRIS FOR THE ‘DOMINUS’! THE GUTWRENCH POWERBOMB THAT’S TAKEN SO MANY OUT OF COMMISSION!! KHAMSIN’S LOOKING FOR IT!!! ‘DOOOOMMMMIINNNUUSSSSSSS’!!!!! THAT GUTWRENCH POWERBOMB LANDED TO PERFECTION, PLANTING SETH OSIRIS ON THE CANVAS!!! THOUGH KHAMSIN JUST PEELED SETH OSIRIS’ LIFELESS BODY OFF THE CANVAS ONCE MORE, HE’S GOT VICTORY ON HIS MIND, AND HE’S ON THE END ZONE NOW!!! KHAMSIN’S GOT HIM IN AN ELECTRIC CHAIR POSITION, ATTEMPTING THE ‘PYRAMID POSEIDON’!! HE’S GONNA DROP SETH ON HIS HEAD AND HEAD INTO OPERATION: DOOMSDAY WITH A WHIRLWIND OF MOMENTUM ON HIS SIDE!!! KHAMSIN’S GOT HIM UP!! NO, SETH OSIRIS ROLL THROUGH AND OUT OF THE ATTEMPTED FINISH, WHAT FUCKING ATHLETICISM FROM THE BIG MAN!!! AMAZING ESCAPE FROM SETH, WHO NOW DELIVERS A CLOTHESLINE FROM ABSOLUTE HELL TO KHAMSIN!!! SETH IS STRUGGLING TO STAY ON HIS FEET, HE MANAGES TO INCH TOWARDS HIS CORNER AND TAG JASON MCKORMICK INTO THE MATCH!!

Flannery McCoy: I HAVE A FEELING WE’RE APPROACHING THE END!! JASON MCKORMICK SIZING UO KHAMSIN, LOOKING PERHAPS FOR THE ‘CHALK OUTLINE’!! THAT CURB STOMP TO PLANT KHAMSINS SKULL INTO THE UNFORGIVING CANVAS!!! HE GOES IN FOR THE STOMP!! NO!! KHAMSIN SIDESTEPPED HIM, AND FLIES INTO THE CORNER WITH AN UPPERCUT- BUT JASON EVAIDS THE ATTEMPTED STRIKE, BOTH MEN FORECASTING ONE ANOTHER’S MOVEMENTS!! JASON MCKORMICK NOW SLICING KHAMSIN IN HALF WITH A SPEAR!!! A SPEAR, A GODDAMN SPEAR!!! COMING OFF THE ROPES WITH THAT GUILLOTINE TO THE RIBCAGE!! KHAMSIN’S DOWN, THIS IS IT!! JASON FOR THE ‘CHALK OUTLINE’ ONCE MORE, TO SEAL THE FATE OF KHAMSIN!!! ‘CHALLLKKK OUTL’- KHAMSIN POPPING JASON INTO THE AIR AND CATCHING HIM ON HIS SHOULDERS, WHAT THE FUCKKKKKKK!!! WHAT THE FUCKKKKKKKKKKKK!!! POSITIONING HIM INTO THE ELECTRIC CHAIR POSITION, “PYRAAAMIIIIDDDDDD POSEIDDDOOOONNNNNNN!!!!!

Jake Mercer: PYRAMID POSEIDON!!!! HE DROVE HIM INTO THE MAT!!!

Stew-O: JESUS CHRIST IN HEAVEN, HOW??!?! KHAMSIN HEADING IN FOR THE PINFALL, COVERING JASON MCKORMICK!!!!

(ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!)

(TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!)

(THHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!)

(DING! DING! DING!)

Jake Mercer: THAT’S IT, THAT’S IT!! KHAMSIN SCORES THE COVER OVER JASON TO GET THE PIN, KHAMSIN AND MITSUBACHI WIN THIS MATCHUP!!

Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS!!! MITSUBACHIIIII ANNNDDDD KHAMMMSIIIIINNNNN!!!!!

Stew-O: What a match. An absolute hockey fight, from start, to finish. Congratulations to Khamsin and MITSUBACHI, who, by hook or by crook, on this match tonight. Both men will head into Operation: Doomsday with a victory under their belt. Amazing match to all four of these men, and Dynasty will return with more action soon!

(Dynasty fades to commercial break.)

(Dynasty returns from commercial break, panning to a backstage shot of Sarah Price being interviewed concerning her upcoming bout with Harper Lee at Operation: Doomsday.)

Max A. Million: Ladies and gentleman, please welcome the Elite Answers Wrestling Specialists Champion, Sarah Price!

Sarah Price: Thank you, Max!

Max A. Million: Of course, champ! So, Sarah, on August eighth, at Operation: Doomsday, you’ll be pit against Harper Lee in yet another defense of your Specialists Championship. How are you feeling about the upcoming bout? Why is Harper Lee a more significant threat to your reign than any thus far?

Sarah Price: That’s correct, at Operation: Doomsday, Harper Lee and I will do battle for the Specialists Championship. As far as how I’m feeling, I’m spectacular! As I always look to be. After yet another controversial-esq finish against Chris Elite, which, by the way, is becoming a much too common occurrence, I’m excited by the thought of entering the ring and solidifying my title reign as nothing short of dominant, one that welcomes all comers. As for Harper, she’s not more so different or unique in a ‘threat’ regard. Listen, Harper Lee is of a rare breed in this company. A breed of which refuses to engage in meaningless battles of semantics and berating one another for the sake of it. I admire Harper for her work thus far in Elite Answers Wrestling, and I’m thrilled to share the ring with her. Though I can assure you, I’ll enter and leave as I did at Pain For Pride. Enter the champion. Exit the champion. That’s the agenda for Operation: Doomsday, to once again entertain our loving supporters and put on yet another classic for the ages.

Max A. Million: Now, Sarah, you say she isn’t very unique in terms of credibility, or risk to your title reign, can you elaborate on that, please?

Sarah Price: Harper Lee is a skilled athlete, passionate elitist, and workhorse of this company. When it boils right down to it, though, she allows her head to become lost in outside matters, not at all affecting her match. For example, her match with SEBAS only a few weeks ago. One could make the argument Harper was winning up to that point, and from my point of view, Harper had the victory secured, had it not been for her antics towards myself. She looked to send some sort of message to me, which I honestly don’t care too much about, because she should have allowed her body of work to speak for itself. She didn’t and she paid for it. You may escape with mistakes against other competitors, but I’m not other competitors. I’m the champion for a reason and you can’t make mistakes against the champion.

Max A. Million: Sarah, while I have you here, many fans were left to speculate ‘HASS’ becoming a fully functioning unit on Dynasty. Do you have anything to say regarding the possible permanent residence of yourself by the side of Harper Lee?

Sarah Price: As I’ve stated, Harper’s a very good competitor and one day may find tremendous stardom here, on Dynasty, though I could never completely switch the flip on Sierra Bradford. A woman I happen to maintain a colossal amount of love, respect, and admiration for. Sierra and I may not have fallen unto the same brand, but the partnership still remains. So as far as “HASS” is concerned, I don’t know who billed us as that but it wasn’t very funny. It’s not a thing and tonight is as far as that connection will go. She’s my latest opponent for my Specialists Championship and nothing more.

(Both Sarah Price and Max A. Million look to their right, as Harper Lee enter the shot, interrupting the interview.)

Harper Lee: Max, champ! Sarah, while I’d love to glorify your accolades and discuss just why our match at Operation: Doomsday, will indeed be a classic, a different narrative has seemingly been on my mind as of late. I’ve been thinking about the little “advice” you tried to give me a week ago where you tried to paint me as less of the competitor than I am and that really got to me. One would look from the outside-in and think that you have it all together and all figured out, but do you really?

Sarah Price: Harper,while it’s not at all an honorable or respectful gesture to blatantly insert yourself into my interviews, I’ll entertain simply for knowledgeable purposes. I’m not looking to bill you as anything, or pain you as anyone, but Harper Lee. The very woman who has failed to maintain her tunnel vision on the task at hand on so many occasions. That’s not a champion looking down upon her challenger, it’s simply on observation, from one elitist, to another. Harper, of course I’m going to weaponize your flaws, is that not what seasoned and skilled competitors do? See, typically it’s a more difficult task because those at the top offer very little flaws to weaponize. Very little error to utilize. No noticeable mistepps, or misdirections. Careful thought and consideration behind every decision and stratagem. You, however, Harper you can’t seem to focus your lens on the specific shot that stands directly in front of you. Your endeavors become just a blur of frames and you find yourself stuck between them. I’m not sure what exactly it was you sought to achieve but mouthing at me the other week, but whatever it was, it failed. Miserably. You, once again, failed to see the bigger picture, lost your focus, and failed to win your match. Every match is your biggest match because it’s that match which will get you to a bigger match.

Harper Lee: Alright so Ms. Perfect Pants how about your flaws and errors huh? It isn’t lost on me that your two “big” victories over Andre Walker and Chris Elite were nothing more than flukes you directly benefited off of due to outside interference!

Sarah Price: I admire the shot in the dark, but you misfired. I don’t have any control over what other people do in those situations, the only thing I can do is make sure that I don’t fall victim to these situations. This is exactly what I’m trying to get across to you. If it was you in my position do you think you would have been able to focus enough to win? No because your eyes aren’t on the prize. Am I proud that these matches were won in the fashion that they were? No. Do I brag about these wins? No. But ultimately I can’t do anything to change the way it is because I didn’t make it the way it is. You can actually change but you refuse to and that is going to be your undoing next week. But hey, hopefully you finally smarten up and don’t make the same mistakes tonight against Impact and Charlie, see you out there “partner”.

(Harper Lee looks on annoyed as Sarah Price walks away)

( ‘La Guayaba’ by Riccie Oriach hits as SEBAS makes his way out to the ring to a loud ovation from the socially distanced crowd. He raises his fist in the air before quickly making his way to the ring, ready to make a statement.)

Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SET FOR ONE FALL! INTRODUCING FIRST…FROM THE DOMINICAN REPUBLIC…WEIGHING IN AT 205 POUNDS…..SEEEBBBAASSSSS!!!!

Stew-O: AMAZING competitor this kid is. There’s a reason he was picked high in the draft as he was, the potential is through the roof, and I for one can say, we might have gotten the steal of the Draft with this guy! And tonight he looks for a statement win over a very tough competitor in Christian Demarco!

(‘Popular Monster’ by Falling In Reverse hits as Christian Demarco makes his way out on the ramp, with nothing but fire in his eyes, a look of pure focus and determination. He stares a hole through SEBAS inside the ring as he makes his way down the ramp.)

Stephie Love: AND HIS OPPONENT…FROM APPLE VALLEY, MINNESOTA…WEIGHING IN AT 226 POUNDS…CCHHRRIISSSTTIIAANNN DDEEMMMAARRCCCOOO!!!!!!!

Flannery McCoy: Another guy with limitless potential! A win here is essential for him to truly stand out and show that the Loser’s Club Union was only weighing his career down. He is is finally free from that group and Jason McKormick and he can finally focus on himself, and honestly, I think that’s the best decision he’s made! I can’t wait to see him in action tonight one on one!

Jake Mercer: He’s still one ugly muthafucka tho.

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

Stew-O: And this one is underway! Both men now lock up in a collar and elbow tie-up, and Christian manages to get the upper hand has he has SEBAS locked in a side headlock, but SEBAS manages to fight out of it and counters with a back body drop, and then SEBAS transitions into a headlock to a sitting Christian Demarco! SEBAS applies the pressure to the headlock, but Christian manages to get to a knee and throw an elbow to the midsection of SEBAS, and Christian pushes SEBAS off him to the ropes, and SEBAS rebounds off the ropes and Christian drops to the floor as SEBAS hops over the top and runs to the opposite ropes, and Christian now GOES FOR A SPINEBUSTER, but SEBAS managed to reverse it into a arm drag that sends Christian to the other side of the ring!

Flannery McCoy: SEBAS runs at Christian in the corner and drives both knees into the cheat, and then follows that up with a monkey flip that sends Christian flying to the center of the ring! SEBAS is feeling pumped up right now as Christian gets back to his feet, and SEBAS throws a right hand, and then another right hands that stumbles Christian against the ropes! SEBAS goes for the irish whip, but Christian reverses and sends SEBAS into the ropes…BUT CHRISTIAN WAS RIGHT ON HIS TAIL AND RUNS AND DELIVERS A KNEE TO THE MIDSECTION OF SEBAS! And now SEBAS is the one against the ropes and Christian delivers several headbutts that knocks SEBAS back a little bit!

Jake Mercer: Christian now has a chokehold on SEBAS, and the referee tries to intervene here to warn Christian! Christian needs to calm down a little bit as he got a bit overzealous there, but he does and he puts his hands up in defense, before trying to go back on the attack, but SEBAS grabs Christian by the trunks and pulls him backward and Christian goes through the second rope, but he lands on his feet on the outside and he hops back on the apron to get back in the ring. Christian is halfway back inside the ring….SEBAS WITH A SOCCER BALL KICK TO THE FACE OF CHRISTIAN! THAT SOUNDED LIKE A FIRECRACKER JUST WENT OFF! SEBAS brings him back in the ring and goes for the cover!

OONNNEEEE!!!

TTWWWWOOOO!!!!

Flannery McCoy: And SEBAS stands up and waits for Christian to get to his feet! Christian is back up and turns around, and SEBAS lifts Christian in a fireman’s carry on his shoulders–but Christian slips out from behind and pushes SEBAS forward before SEBAS turns around and runs at Christian….AND CHRISTIAN CATCHES SEBAS WITH A SAMOAN DROP!

Stew-O: Christian right away after that hops on top of SEBAS and begins wailing away raining down lefts and rights on SEBAS! Christian trying to wear SEBAS down and soften him up. Christian after a few seconds picks up SEBAS and places him in the corner and then throws a hard elbow shot to the head of SEBAS, Christian then hits another one! Christian then walks to the opposite corner across from SEBAS…AND CHRISTIAN CHARGES AND CONNECTS WITH A SPLASH IN THE CORNER! AND CHRISTIAN FOLLOWS IT UP WITH A BULLDOG IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! THE COVER!

ONNNNEEE!!!

TTWWWWOO!!!!

Flannery McCoy: Kickout from SEBAS! Christian now picks up SEBAS and throws his arm over his head, and I think he might be going for a suplex or something here…AND CHRISTIAN HAS HIM UP–But SEBAS falls back and faces Christian’s back and he hops on top of the shoulders of Christian…spinning hurricanrana connects from SEBAS! Nice move there! Christian is back to his feet, and SEBAS sees this as he runs at Christian but Christian counters with a back body drop, but SEBAS managed to hold on to the apron! ENZIGUIRI FROM THE OUTSIDE APRON FROM SEBAS!

Jake Mercer: Christian falls several steps back and falls to a knee, and now SEBAS is waiting now on the edge of the apron for Christian to rise up to his feet! Christian is up and turns around–SEBAS SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE TOP ROPE..BUT CHRISTIAN MANAGED TO MOVE BUT SEBAS SAW IT COMING IN MID AIR AND ROLLS THROUGH! SEBAS IS BACK UP AND TURNS AROUND AND RUNS RIGHT INTO A VICIOUS LARIAT THAT TURNS SEBAS INSIDE OUT! WHAT A CLOTHESLINE THAT WAS FROM CHRISTIAN!

Stew-O: Christian now bends down and picks up SEBAS like it’s nothing….AND CHRISTIAN SPINS SEBAS AROUND AND CONNECTS WITH A SPINNING SIDE SLAM THAT PLANTS SEBAS IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! CHRISTIAN GOES FOR THE COVER AGAIN!

OONNNEEEE!!!!

TTWWWWOOOO!!!!

Stew-O: NO! SEBAS again stays alive, and Christian doesn’t like it as he grabs SEBAS by the head and slams him by the back of his head into the ring mat! Christian then picks up SEBAS and has him in a German suplex position…AND CHRISTIAN DEMARCO CONNECTS WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX THAT SENDS SEBAS TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE RING! BUT SEBAS LANDED ON HIS FEET! WHAT ATHLETICISM THERE FORM THE YOUNG STUD! Christian hasn’t realized it yet but he turns around…RUNNING FRONT DROPKICK THAT SENDS CHRISTIAN’S HEAD INTO THE SECOND TURNBUCKLE!

Flannery McCoy: AND NOW SEBAS FEELS MOMENTUM BUILDING FOR HIMSELF AS HE RUNS TO THE CORNER OPPOSITE OF CHRISTIAN AS CHRISTIAN SITS IN THE CORNER! SEBAS CHARGES WITH A FULL HEAD OF STEAM AND DRIVES HIS KNEES INTO THE FACE OF CHRISTIAN DEMARCO! SEBAS now drags Christian to the center of the ring to go for the cover–WAIT WHAT?!

Stew-O: CHRISTINA DEMARCO OUT OF LITERALLY NOWHERE WOKE UP AND APPLIED THE KIMURA LOCK ON SEBAS! SEBAS IS TRAPPED IN THE CENTER OF THE RING WITH NOWHERE TO GO! SEBAS’ ARM COULD BE SNAPPED WITHIN IN ANY MOMENT!

Jake Mercer: SEBAS is trying to extend his foot out for the ropes but he’s still several feet away and I don’t know if he can drag Christian all the way there, is he gonna live to fight another day here?! HOLY SHIT! SEBAS USING EVERY MUSCLE IN HIS BODY AND HE STANDS AND PICKS UP CHRISTIAN WHO STILL IS HOLDING ONTO SEBAS’ ARM…AND HE SLAM SEBAS DOWN TO THE MAT! WHAT INCREDIBLE STRENGTH! That might have took everything out of SEBAS as both men are down now in the center of the ring! Who’s gonna get to their feet first here?!

Stew-O: SEBAS Is up a tad bit quicker before Christian as he holds his arm in some pain after being locked in the Kimura, and SEBAS charges and goes for a clothesline…but Christian ducked it and has SEBAS by the waist once more….GERMAN SUPLEX CONNECTS THIS TIME ON SEBAS! CHRISTIAN PICKS UP SEBAS WITH URGENCY AND….A BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX THAT SENDS SEBAS ACROSS THE RING! SEBAS is beginning to stir to his feet here, and AND CHRISTIAN I THINK CHARGES AND LOOKS FOR WHAT I THINK IS SPEAR…BUT SEBAS LEAPFROGS AND CHRISTIAN GOES FACE FIRST FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLE…AND SEBAS ROLLS UP CHRISTIAN FROM BEHIND!

OONNNEEEE!!!

TTWWWWOOO!!!!!

TTTHHHHRRREEEE!!!!!!

Flannery McCoy: CHRISTIAN ESCAPES THE PIN! AND BOTH MEN RACE TO THEIR FEET HERE. AND SEBAS RUNS AND GOES FOR A RUNNING HURRICANRANA….BUT CHRISTIAN DOESN’T LET IT HAPPEN AS HE HOLDS SEBAS! SEBAS IS DANGLING FROM CHRISTIAN’S HEAD! AND CHRISTIAN PULLS SEBAS BACK UP TO A POWERBOMB POSITION! SEBAS IS IN DEEP TROUBLE HERE! CHRISTIAN DEMARCO CONNECTS WITH A RUNNING SIT-OUT POWERBOMB! CHRISTIAN NOW WITH THE COVER!!

OONNNEEEEE!!!

TTWWWWOOOOO!!!!!

TTTHHHHRREEEEEE!!!!!

Stew-O: SEBAS STAYS ALIVE! Christian now looks around on what to do to put SEBAS away, and Christian looks down at SEBAS before charging towards the ropes…AND CHRISTIAN SPRINGBOARDS AND GOES FOR HIS “PANIC ATTACK”!!!!! THE SPRINGBOARD MOONSAULT!! BUT SEBAS GOT THE KNEES UP TO SAVE HIMSELF!

Jake Mercer: SEBAS BEGINS TO STIR UP TO HIS FEET, AND HE SEES CHRISTIAN MAKING HIS WAY UP TO HIS FEET HOLDING HIS MIDSECTION IN PAIN, AND SEBAS CONNECTS WITH A SUPERKICK TO THE BACK OF CHRISTIAN’S HEAD! SEBAS RUNS TO THE ROPES AND LEAPS ON CHRISTIAN’S SHOULDERS BACK FIRST….I THINK HE’S GONNA GO FOR IT! SEBAS CONNECTS WITH THE REVERSE FRANKENSTEINER BEAUTIFULLY! SEBAS CRAWLS OVER TO MAKE THE COVER! WILL THIS BE ENOUGH?!

OONNNEEE!!!

TTWWWWOOOO!!!!

TTTHHHHRREEEEEE!!!!!

Stew-O: NO! CHRISTIAN STAYS IN THE MATCHUP! SEBAS now looks up and begins climbing up the top rope, but Christian is back up and runs up the turnbuckle and meets SEBAS at the top! OH MAN THIS IS DANGEROUS FOR BOTH MEN AT THE TOP OF THE TURNBUCKLE THERE! BOTH MEN ARE EXCHANGING BLOWS TRYING TO GET THE ADVANTAGE OVER THE OTHER, BUT NEITHER ONE SEEM TO!

Flannery McCoy: AND I THINK CHRISTIAN HAS GOTTEN IT! CHRISTIAN IS USING HIS HEAD AS A BATTERING RAM RIGHT NOW AND SEBAS LOOKS OUT OF IT! Christian is going for a superplex, but SEBAS still has enough strength to try fighting out of it! SEBAS with a punch to the midsection and then another one to the rib cage, and Christian lets go of the grip! SEBAS WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK…AND CHRISTIAN IS TEETERING NOW ON THAT TOP ROPE! BUT CHRISTINA CONNECTS WITH A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT THAT STUNS SEBAS! CHRISTIAN ONCE AGAIN GOES FOR THE SUPERPLEX! AND CHRISTIAN CONNECTS WITH IT! WHAT ELEVATION THERE CHRISTINA GOT!! AND NOW CHRISTIAN WITH THE PIN AS HE HOOKS THE LEG!

OONNNEEE!!!!!

TTWWWWOOOOO!!!!!

TTTHHHHHHRREEEEEEEE!!!!!

Flannery McCoy: SEBAS STILL STAYS IN IT SOMEHOW! Christian Demarco now is wasting zero time as he knows he has to get back on the offense, AND CHRISTIAN PLACES SEBAS BETWEEN HIS LEGS….CHRISTIAN IS GOING FOR “THE ENLIGHTENMENT!” IF CHRISTIAN CONNECTS WITH THIS…IT’S LIGHTS OUT FOR SEBAS!

Stew-O: BACK BODY DROP FROM SEBAS! CHRISTIAN DEMARCO IS BACK UP HOLDING HIS BACK IN PAIN AND HE RUNS AT SEBAS..BUT SEBAS REVERSES AND CONNECTS WITH A HURRICANRANA AND SEBAS GRABS CHRISTIAN’S LEG AND FOLLOWS IT WITH THE PIN COMBO!!

ONNNNEEE!!!!

TTWWWWOOOOO!!!!!

TTTHHHRRREEEEEEE!!!!!!

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

(‘La Guayaba’ hits as SEBAS quickly rolls out of the ring as Christian is asking the referee is that was really a three count. SEBAS celebrates up the ramp with a smile on his face.)

Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER….SSEEEBBBBAASSSSS!!!!!

Stew-O: WOW! SEBAS catches Christian in a pinfall outta nowhere, and he sneaks away with the victory in a hard fought battle! Christian Demarco is pretty livid right now that he lost that way, he sits in the ring disappointed but he knows this loss is another building block for him and his story in the Land Of Elite!

Flannery McCoy: Great fight between these two, but tonight it’s SEBAS who comes out on top, congratulations to SEBAS!

(Camera fades into StarrStans office as he’s talking to Dray Fontana, it seems like StarrStan is giving Dray somewhat a piece of his mind as Dray has his eyes directed to the floor)

StarrStan: The reason we had you in separate rooms was so that something like that wouldn’t happen Dray. I know around here tensions run high but you have to learn how to control your emo-

(Before StarrStan can finish his sentence an irate Charlie Marr barges into the room)

Charlie: StarrStan just the “man” I wanted to see. I don’t think you realize what you have in front of you. I am the greatest EAW Champion of all time, a household name, an icon.. You do realize that right?

(StarrStan gives a slight nod)

StarrStan: We are happy to have you on Dynasty.

Charlie: Apparently not. See because the words you speak right now do not align with the actions of the show. I have been treated horribly sine arriving on Dynasty. I was a Voltage God, nobody could touch me, and it’s wouldn’t be any different here given the chance, but am I given the chance? No, and why is that Starr? Putting a Hall of Fame caliber talent in tag matches against bench players? You’re giving them the wrong idea. They’re going to start to think they can talk like starters when they can’t even hold my jockstrap.

StarrStan: I’m sorry you feel that way..

(Charlie puts his hand up in StarrStans face)

Charlie: Hold up, I’m not even close to being finished yet. What the fuck was with the shit with Impact in the casket? Allowing Impact to sneak himself into the casket that I ordered? I was giving a respectable eulogy for the ungrateful cryptkeeper, and what do I get in return? A lead pipe to the back of the skull, that’s assault brother. Not to mention after the assault you go ahead and put me in a tag team match with that piece of shit. Where’s my thanks for the contributions that I have given to EAW? See Starr, I don’t think you really want me here, if you did I wouldn’t be getting attacked randomly, or being left off of huge shows. Speaking of which you bald headed freak; let’s talk about Operation Doomsday! Where’s the main event at? Where’s Charlie Marr? I see a lot of marginal talent getting on, but the one and only person to actually get people to give a fuck last season about Voltage is mysteriously left off. Quite frankly, I’ve given you time to prove yourself to me Starr and you haven’t been able to get the job done; so at this time I’m going to do what I have to do.

StarrStan: First off, “bald headed freak”.. You’re bald too, but I’ll let that one slide. Second, what exactly do you have to do?
Charlie: I am demanding to talk to Veena, because I know she’s the only one with a brain around here. She’s the only one that appreciates Charlie Marr for who he is, and what he’s done for this company. She’ll make it right, she’ll put this show back on track with me as the focal point, as it should be. The Michael Jordan of EAW does not sit on the sidelines. You, my High School coach, will not cut me due to your own negligence. I will not allow you to fail ME, and that is exactly what will continue to happen if Veena doesn’t intervene this moment. I deserve to be the World Champion. As a matter of fact make it happen; put me in the World Championship match right now, it’s the least you could do.

(StarrStan puts his hands up)

StarrStan: Whoa whoa whoa, calm down Charles. Unfortunately I can’t do that; honestly there’s nothing I can do about anything you’re saying.

(Charlie shakes his head in confusion)

Charlie: What do you mean? You’re GM for christ sakes.

StarrStan: You have to burn your own path Charlie. Dynasty isn’t about being handed opportunities, or Championships. It’s about earning it, and actually achieving something under your own merit. I don’t know how the piss brand runs it’s shows, but by the way you’re behaving right now I assume not well. You dont have free range to do whatever the hell you want, that’s not how it works. You want to be a star? You want to be the focal point? Try acting like it for a change. Actually show the things that you talk about on a daily basis.

Charlie: How can I show it when you put me with lower level talent? You put me at a disadvantage right from the beginning. You know what this is? I’m sure I must have fucked your wife or something, and you drafting me here was nothing more than your vengeance against me. What’s wrong Starr? Upset your wife wants a real man? Can’t keep up? It’s quite pathetic really; having to take out your frustrations on someone who could get you all the money in the world. All for some pussy..

StarrStan: I have no idea what —

(All of a sudden Dray hops back into conversation. Charlie and Starr jump a little bit because they forgot that he was even there)

Dray: Hold on you son of a bitch, you’re talking about me!

Charlie: What?

Dray: You said you get put with marginal talent, and people that are below you.. I teamed with you; what you think you’re better than me?

(Charlie strokes his beard a bit, and tilts his head)

Charlie: Dray, Dray, Dray… Of course not. Not you; never you. You’ve got it all wrong kiddo; you are but an exception. That is… You could be if you play your cards right. You’re new here, you show potential, but you haven’t put it all together. Last week? You should have wiped the floor with that living playdough model of Impact; but you didn’t; and do you know why?

(Dray lets out a sigh and rolls his eyes before giving in)

Dray: Why?

Charlie: Because you haven’t had the right person to come and teach you the ropes. EAW is a hard game to play; everyone is out to get you, to stab you in the back. I should know my own partner Daryl Kinkade decided to do it over a measly midcard title..

Dray: Didn’t you betray him?

Charlie: Semantics, not important, I don’t live in the past. What is important is you, and your future. See I see a lot of myself in you Dray. We both have that edge to us, we both strive for greatness, and most importantly, we’re both from the UK. But you Dray, you just need that extra push from someone who knows how to play the game, to bring that extra side of you that you need in order to be the dominant force that I know you can be. That edge that will put you over the top, and make you succeed more than anyone else thought you could. But that you knew you could. Do you know what I mean? Be my understudy, and I will raise your status so high, you’d swear it was all a dream. It’s not often that I extend the olive branch to someone… So choose wisely.

(Dray seems to think about it, before extending out his hand. Charlies gaze lights up as he starts reaching for Drays hand; Dray pulls it back)

Dray: Piss off. I know your history with tag teams, you’re a miserable cunt that only thinks for himself.You’re not going to use me to get what you want; I know better than that.

(Dray walks out of the room leaving Charlie seething. His face beat red, and shaking. His cold blue eyes are fixated on the door that Dray just left. Camera fades to black)

(‘Martyr (Waves)’ by Polaris hits as Jalyn Garcia comes out to a loud ovation from the crowd. He takes a deep breath before walking to the ring.)

Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SET FOR ONE FALL! INTRODUCING FIRST…FROM SACRAMENTO, CALIFORNIA….WEIGHING IN AT 150 POUNDS…..JAAAALLYYYNNN GGAARRCCCCIIIAAAAAA!!!!

Stew-O: And here comes Jalyn Garcia, former New Breed Championm and future star on the red brand. It’s not about size, and that’s what Jalyn’s been proving his entire run since signing his EAW contract.

Flannery McCoy: You think he’s got Mason’s challenge form earlier tonight in the back of his head?

(‘GATTI’ by JACKBOYS, Pop Smoke.hits as Andre Walker makes his way to the ring with a mixed reaction, mostly boos. He brushes off the boos as he makes his way down the ramp.)

Stephie Love: AND HIS OPPONENT…FROM BROOKLYN, NEW YORK., WEIGHING IN AT 185 POUNDS…..AANNNDDDRRREEEEE WWAAALLKKKEERRRRR!!!!

Flannery McCoy: You talk about future stars, this guys has gotta be at the top of everybody’s list. Tonight, he goes one on one with Jalyn Garcia in a rematch from Fighting Spirit! You know he’s hungry for redemption here tonight and send a message to lethal Consequences!

Jake Mercer: A match between two hippies who let Dynasty down. Yippee. Andre who failed to bring the title at Fighting Spirit. and Jalyn who failed to bring the title to Dynasty when he lost at Pain for Pride.

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

Flannery McCoy: And both men hold their hand up, and Andre with a kick to the midsection out of nowhere, a right hand from Andrea and that drives Jalyn back into the corner, and Andrea connects with a shoulder thrust in the corner! Andrea now irish whips Jalyn across the ring to the opposite corner as hard as he can, but Jalyn leapfrogs above the corner as Andre runs underneath, and Jalyn drives both of his knees into Andre’s back!

Stew-O: Jalyn follows up with a running dropkick, and then a standing dropkick! Andre is back up and swings at Jalyn, but Jalyn ducks and runs to the ropes, hurricanrana from Jalyn Garcia! Andre is stunned at the moment as Jalyn runs at Andrea who’s balancing himself on the ropes…but Andre counters with a back body drop over the top rope, but he held on to the rope! Andre turns around and runs into an enziguiri from the apron from Jalyn!

Jake Mercer: Jalyn measures Andre and springboards off the top rope…BUT ANDRE DRIVES AN ELBOW TO JALYN’S HEAD CAUSING HIM TO LOSE HIS BALANCE ON THE ROPES AND LAND ON HIS GROIN! Andre walks over to Jalyn and lifts him on his shoulders and carries him to the center of the ring, FLOAT OVER NECKBREAKER FROM ANDRE! ANDRE COVERS!

OOONNNEEEEE!!!

TTWWWOOOOOO!!!!!

Stew-O: NO! Jalyn pops the shoulder up and Andre gets up and begins stomping the life out of Jalyn Garcia! Andre pops up Andre from the mat, but Jalyn slaps the hands away and begins throwing several kicks to the lower body of Andre, and backhanded elbow to Andre!

Flannery McCoy: JALYN GARCIA RUNS TO THE ROPES….OH MY GOD….SUPERKICK FROM OUTTA NOWHERE FROM ANDRE! AND ANDRE WALKER WITH A SMALL PACKAGE PIN ON JALYN GARCIA!!

OOONNNEEEEE!!!

TTWWWWWOOOO!!!

TTHHHHRRREEEEEEE!!!!!!

Stew-O: THREE! HE GOT HIM!!!!

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

(‘GATTI’ hits as Andre Walker slides out of the ring, just as surprised as we are. Jalyn is inside the ring, dazed but still shocke that was a three count.

Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…..AANNNDDDRREEEEE WAAALLLKKKEEERRRRR!!!!!!

Flannery McCoy: WOW!!!! Just like that, out of nowhere Andre Walker picks up a HUGE victory! What a win for him on the road to Midsummer Massacre!

(Andre celebrated up the ramp before his music fades and the scene switches back to jalyn just sitting in the center of the ring disappointed in himself shaking his head.)

(Michael Belfort walks into the ring behind Jalyn.)

Michael Belfort: Excuse me Jalyn, I know you must be disappointed from that loss, but can we have a few words with you?

(Jalyn is in no mood by the look on his face.)

Michael Belfort: We just wanted to know if you got Mason Massacre’s message earlier? Challenging you to a match at Operation: Doomsday. He said if you have any guts, you’ll accept.

Jalyn Garcia: First off, congrats to Andre. I didn’t come in prepared as I should have. And second, Mason is all braun, no brain. I’ve dealt with people his size trying to walk all over me my entire life, this is going to be no different. I came to Dynasty to make an impact and that’s exactly what I am going to do while humbling Mason at the same time when this “little guy” beat him. I’m ready for anything. So at Operation: Doomsday….

Stew-O: WHAT THE HELL?!?!

(Mason Massacre from behind ambushes Jalyn Garcia from behind! Mason Massacre is shaking his head no while effortlessly picking up Jalyn and connecting with a urinagi slam!

Mason Massacre(no mic): BIG MISTAKE LITTLE MAN!

(Mason then lifts up Jalyn with ease once more, and hE hooks Jalyn by one arm..”THE O.G:”! Mason got serious elevation on that slam. Mason then picks up the mic that Michael dropped.)

Mason Massacre: That was too easy. You could even last 5 minutes with that pipsqueak Andre, you’re out of your damn mind if you think you can hang in the same ring with a competitor like me! Operation: Doomsday is just be just that…your own Doomsday!

(Mason slams the mic on Jalyn’s chest as he exits the ring with a smile on his face. Jalyn begins stirring inside the ring as the scene fades.)

(Commercial Break)

(Sarah Price stars in a commercial promoting the XBox Series X as it is interrupted by Mr. DEDEDE who convinces the home audience that the shape of the console is strikingly similar to the Saturn Cubes worshipped by the illuminati and buying the game is selling your soul)

(“Dark Horses” by Switchfoot plays as a red and blue spotlight appears on the stage. The crowd gives a mixed reaction of boos and cheers as Raven Roberts and Rex McAllister appear from beyond the curtain with their tag titles wrapped around their waists and the EAW World Championship resting on Rex’s shoulder. Raven steps into the red spotlight as Rex steps into the blue. The two then make their way down the entrance ramp and towards the ring as the spotlights stay on the champions.)

Stephie Love: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome the EAW Unified Tag Team Champions!! RAVEN ROBERTS AND REX MCALLISTER!! FIRE & ICE!!

(Fire & Ice step into the ring. Rex walks over to the ring ropes and extends his hand out as he is handed 2 microphones from the timekeeper. Rex then hands Raven her microphone, as he brings his mic up to his lips.)

Rex McAllister: As a champion in this company it’s easy to find yourself becoming satisfied with the accolades and accomplishments that you have added to your name. Before you even step into the ring for the first time in your career, you have goals that you wish to achieve. Most people want to be a world champion or to be the top star in a division and the second that they reach that feat, they settle in as they finally reached the top. The motivation to be great diminishes as a new up and coming star or stars come into the picture with all of the motivation in the world to tear down the empire that was built by the reigning champion or champions. In the eyes of some, that may be seen as the case when my wife, Raven Roberts, and I go on to defend our Tag Team Championships against The Grand Athletes. It’s easy to believe it too. Not only are Raven and I separated and competing on different brands this season, but we also have other battles to fight. I’ll be defending my world title against Myles while Raven has her match against Xavier Williams tomorrow night at Midsummer Massacre. With everything going on with us as individuals, and as busy as we are on our own brands, the idea that The Grand Athletes brought up about our time expiring as tag team champions becomes more real to all of you viewers in attendance and at home.. But no matter how convincing The Grand Athletes may be, just understand that neither Raven or I have forgotten about these Tag Team Championships and that we will defend these belts against whoever steps in our path regardless if we’re on the same brand or not this season. Unlike most champions, we don’t become satisfied. There is no ceiling that is placed upon us. No top layer that caps us off.. And if there is, then we’re shattering right through it reaching limits that have never been seen before. When we won these belts, I wasn’t satisfied. I wasn’t done. I wasn’t done when I won the Grand Rampage. I wasn’t done when I won the World title from Andrea Valentine at Pain for Pride.. And I’m not done now. There is still so much more for me to do and having Raven by my side as not only my wife but my tag team partner only increases my chances of achieving more because just like me, she wants more..

Raven Roberts: That’s right Rex. Although I failed to reclaim the Universal Women’s Championship, I haven’t given up or lost motivation. I’m the reigning Tag Team Champion and I still want to achieve so much more. When Rex and I became late additions to the 2018 Grand Prix, I saw in him what I see in myself.. And that’s an individual that wants to become greater no matter what position they’re in. There’s no slowing down.. No turning back.. No second guessing between either of us.. We may be doing our own thing now on Showdown and Voltage, but when we’re in the ring together and representing these Unified Tag Team Championships, we have goals as a team that we intend on reaching as well. So the expiration date for this Unified Tag Team Championship reign is nowhere to be found. Non-existent in all honesty, because there is so much more that me and my husband intend on doing together as the champions. As motivated as the Grand Athletes are to finally win these belts, we’re even more motivated to keep them down and show the world why we truly are the greatest tag team in all of Elite Answers Wrestling.. So no, these belts will not be finding a new home.. Rex’s World title will be safe.. And lastly, our marriage will no longer be questioned again, Mark. The bond that you have with Limmy Monaghan is nothing compared to what I have with Rex inside the ring and out of it.. But seeing how we’re only putting our in-ring abilities up against each other, I’d recommend you keep your trash talk about what happens in the ring, as opposed to OUR personal life unless you want to beaten to the point where you are left out of the ring for good. That goes to every tag team in this company. It doesn’t matter if you’re the Mile-High Club, The Loser’s Union, or The Medical Maniacs, because Rex and I are driven with the ambition of being greater than we already are. Whatever you say or do will fire back and bite you in the ass the second that we get our hands on you. Take the Grand Athletes and use them as an example. That team has so much motivation that they truly believe that this second time is going to be the charm, but in reality Operation: Doomsday will serve as nothing more than their hopes and dreams being buried once and for all..

(“Princes of the Universe” by Queen hits as the crowd gives a mixture of boos and cheers for the Grand Athletes. Limmy Monaghan and Mark Macias then step out onto the stage with microphones in their hands and pose for a brief second. Mark points out to the crowd as Limmy kisses his wrist. The two then make their way down the entrance ramp and towards the ring as we see Raven Roberts with an annoyed look on her face. Rex also looks at The Grand Athletes with a disturbed facial expression. After a moment, the Grand Athletes slide into the ring.)

Mark Macias: Rex, control your wife. She’s becoming more of a headache than-

Limmy Monaghan: Mark, chill. Let’s not make this personal like that. It’s not necessary.

Mark Macias: Fine.. But I will say that I don’t care about the aspirations that you two have as a team because The Grand Athletes are going to eliminate any chances of you reaching them. I’m looking at both of you right now. I see those precious tag team belts wrapped around your waists and it only reminds me that in just a week, they’ll be in our possession. For the longest time, Limmy and I have dreamed about being the Unified Tag Team Champions. Unlike you two, we portray ourselves as an actual team that focuses mainly on improving our tag team ability. We are by far the best team in all of EAW and the only thing that is preventing the rest of the world from acknowledging that is the fact that those belts aren’t around our waists. We’re changing that at Operation: Doomsday and putting all of this hype around Fire & Ice to rest..

Rex McAllister: To rest? Why would I go to rest when my life has already become greater than my dreams? I’m just living it and won’t sleep knowing that I’m achieving more than my dreams could ever imagine. I wouldn’t mind knocking you out and putting you to rest though, because your dreams will only remain dreams that never see reality anyways.. So yeah, my wife is more of a headache than what?

(Rex McAllister steps up to Mark Macias before Limmy Monaghan gets in between both Elitists)

Limmy Monaghan: Woah, woah, woah.. Slow it down here. We could easily have our match at Operation: Doomsday happen prematurely right here and right now, but what would be the point? The titles wouldn’t be on the line and we’d just be fighting for no reason whatsoever when the main prize that we ALL want are those two belts right there.. How about this.. Instead of trying to put my partner to sleep, why don’t you sit your butts down and pay attention to what I’m about to do to your best buddy James Ranger in a few minutes. You two go way back. Way way wayyyy back. Way back to before Elite Answers Wrestling itself. A friendship like that is definitely something special, so if you do end up watching my match against James but don’t take it for what it is, then at least you’ll have him there to tell you how much of a big deal only one half of The Grand Athletes is.

Rex McAllister: Do you actually think that I am worried? I’m confident in James Ranger. He should have no problem handling my light work this week. But don’t worry, we’ll find ourselves a seat by Stew-O and Flannery McCoy. We’ll watch your match.. Just don’t hurt yourself out there..

(“6:24” by Danger hits as James Ranger steps out onto the stage with shades on. The crowd boos heavily as Ranger continues to step forward until he stops right at the top of the entrance ramp. He takes his shades off as a smirk appears on his face. Ranger quickly squats down, then pops back up before making his way towards the ring.)

Stew-O: Speak of the devil! Here he is!! It’s James Ranger as up next, he’ll be taking on Limmy Monaghan of The Grand Athletes!

(We see Raven Roberts and Rex McAllister looking at one another then back at The Grand Athletes with a smile on their faces. However, The Grand Athletes are paying no attention to the champions as they are turned around and focusing on The Black Mamba himself as he makes his way towards the ring. The screen then fades to black)

(The screen fades in from black as we see Limmy Monaghan and Mark Macias standing in the corner of the ring. Mark Macias is hyping Limmy Monaghan up while James Ranger is seen jumping in the corner to get a good blood flow going before the match. The camera then pans over to the commentator’s table where we see Stew-O, Flannery McCoy, Jake Mercer, Rex McAllister, and Raven Roberts.)

Stew-O: Welcome back to Friday night Dynasty! I’m Stew-O! With me is Flannery McCoy and Jake Mercer as we’re accompanied tonight by The Unified Tag Team Champions!!

(FLASH)

(The camera pans over to Jake Mercer as he is seen taking a picture down his pants)

Flannery McCoy: JAKE! :damn: What the hell are you doing!?!?!

Jake Mercer: I received a text from Persephone and she asked for a picture of the sexy rascal doing commentary with me today..

Flannery McCoy: I think she meant Rex..

Raven Roberts: She definitely did. Here, send this to her..

(Raven Roberts kisses Rex on the cheek and holds her position.)

Jake Mercer: Yeah, but she’s not trying to see that..

Flannery McCoy: But you think she wants to see that shriveled up noodle of yours? She said sexy rascal. Not Little Rascal.

(The camera then switches over to the ring where we see Stephie Love standing in the center of the ring.)

Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is set for…

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!

Stephie Love: Introducing first.. From London, England.. Weighing in at 243lbs.. “The Black Mamba!!” JAMES RANGER!!!

Stew-O: So you and James Ranger have gone way back isn’t that right, Rex?

Rex McAllister: Oh yea. Ranger is one of the best friends that I could ever ask for. Having him be one of the people to induct me into the Hall of Fame was something that he rightfully deserved along with my wife, Raven. James should have no problems here tonight and I’m actually excited to see how he does against Limmy Monaghan.

Stephie Love: And his opponent.. Being accompanied by Mark Macias.. From Glasgow, Scotland.. Weighing in at 181lbs.. He is one half of The Grand Athletes!!! “The Scottish X!!” LIMMY MONAGHAN!!!

Raven Roberts: I’m getting sick of hearing these two talk about how the future of Tag Team Wrestling will become the present at Operation: Doomsday.. These titles aren’t leaving our side and hopefully James makes Limmy realize that tonight.

(DING! DING! DING!)

Stew-O: Well there’s the bell! This match has started as Mark Macias is seen giving Limmy Monaghan a pep talk before exiting the ring through the ropes..

Jake Mercer: BUT LOOK! IT’S JAMES RANGER CHARGING IN AT LIMMY MONAGHAN WITH A CORKSCREW TACKLE THAT TAKES DOWN THE NUMBER 1 CONTENDER!!! What an athletic move by James Ranger!!

Rex McAllister: I told you. James is not one to be taken lightly.

Flannery McCoy: James Ranger quickly gets up to his feet as he walks over to the side of the ring and stares down at Mark Macias. The Black Mamba then turns his attention over to Limmy Monaghan who is clutching at his abdominal in pain. James now reaches down and grabs Limmy by the hair before bringing him up to his feet. James now whips Limmy across the ring as Limmy Monaghan goes crashing back first up against the turnbuckles!! AND JAMES RANGER IMMEDIATELY CONNECTS WITH A RUNNING LARIAT INTO LIMMY MONAGHAN!!!

Stew-O: Limmy stays leaned up against those corner turnbuckles as James Ranger begins to step up onto the middle ropes. He stands high above Limmy Monaghan and begins to rain down hard right handed punches to the top of the skull!! One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Shots from James Ranger and he isn’t stopping! The referee now tries to separate the two by counting!

Referee: One.. Two.. Three.. Four..

Jake Mercer: And James Ranger stops the right hand punches. He leaps off of the middle rope and takes a step back with both hands raised in the air to prevent the referee from accidentally disqualifying him for not beating the count. Limmy Monaghan slowly takes a step out of the corner, but it’s James Ranger who fires away with a powerful right jab that sends Limmy Monaghan back into the corner!!

Flannery McCoy: Ranger quickly connects with a cross chop across the chest of Monaghan as the sound created echoes throughout the arena. Ranger now reaches down and grabs at Monaghan’s arm as he whips him across the ring and into the opposite corner turnbuckles! Monaghan crashes back first in the corner! Ranger now charges in at Monaghan once more!!! BUT LIMMY MONAGHAN CONNECTS WITH A SPINNING GUT KICK THAT LANDS HIS BOOT RIGHT IN THE ADBOMEN OF JAMES RANGER!!! James Ranger bends over in pain and clutches at his stomach. Meanwhile, Limmy Monaghan begins to climb up to the top rope. He sets himself up as he faces the social distanced crowd in the performance center!! He leaps.. AND LIMMY MONAGHAN GOES FOR A DIVING MOONSAULT ONTO JAMES RANGER!!!

Stew-O: NO!!! James Ranger sees Limmy Monaghan and manages to move closer to the corner turnbuckle so that Limmy flips and lands right behind him!! Limmy lands on his feet.. BUT QUICKLY CONNECTS WITH A DROPKICK TO THE BACK OF JAMES RANGER THAT SENDS THE BLACK MAMBA CHEST FIRST AGAINST THE TURNBUCKLES!! The force of Ranger’s body hitting the turnbuckles makes him bounce backwards towards Limmy Monaghan! Monaghan takes advantage of this as he wraps his arms around the body of James!! AND LIMMY MONAGHAN CONNECTS WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX THAT SENDS RANGER STRAIGHT TO THE CANVAS!!

Flannery McCoy: And look at this! Limmy is looking right this way as it seems like he’s trying to send a message to you to!

Rex McAllister: Not bad..

Raven Roberts: But we could do better..

Jake Mercer: Limmy Monaghan gets up to his feet as James Ranger slowly follows right after. Limmy grabs at Rangers wrist and Irish whips him towards the ropes! Ranger hits the ropes. He bounces back, AND IT’S LIMMY MONAGHAN WITH A LARIAT!!!

Stew-O: NO!! Ranger side steps the lariat!! AND THEN FOLLOWS UP WITH A HIGH KICK TO THE SIDE OF LIMMY MONAGHAN’S HEAD!!

Flannery McCoy: NO!! Limmy Monaghan ducks underneath the kick as Ranger spins all the way around! Limmy gets off to the side of Ranger and wraps his arms around him! The Scottish X may be thinking German Suplex again.. AND HE IS!! LIMMY MONAGHAN WITH A GER-

Jake Mercer: NO!! James Ranger is defending against the suplex with back elbows to the face and jaw of Limmy Monaghan!! With each elbow shot, Limmy’s grip around Ranger’s waist is loosened. Limmy is trying to hang on, but James connects with a back elbow that catches Limmy Monaghan right at the nose!! Limmy releases James Ranger and begins to clutch at his face! James Ranger turns around and faces Limmy.. SITOUT JAWBREAKER BY JAMES RANGER HAS LIMMY MONAGHAN STUNNED!! Limmy stands groggily in the center of the ring as James Ranger turns around and runs to the far ropes! Ranger bounces back.. AND JAMES RANGER CATCHES LIMMY MONAGHAN RIGHT ACROSS THE FACE WITH A JUMPING SPINNING SOLE KICK!! Monaghan drops down to the canvas as Ranger goes for the pin!!

Rex McAllister: This might be it!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-

Flannery McCoy: And there’s the kickout by Limmy Monaghan! Mark Macias is cheering on Limmy Monaghan right now from ringside, but Ranger pays not attention to it as he goes right back on the attack! Ranger is down on one knee and connects with a strong right hand to the face of Limmy Monaghan! Another! And Another!! James now gets up to his feet as he grabs Limmy by the hair and brings him up to his feet as well! James Ranger now with a kick to the abdomen! He pulls Limmy Monaghan in.. SNAP SUPLEX BY JAMES RANGER!!

Jake Mercer: James Ranger again gets back up to his feet as Limmy slowly follows right after! Ranger once again kicks Limmy in the abdomen as Monaghan bends over in pain! Ranger grabs Monaghan by the hair and now begins to drive knee shots right into his face!! RIGHT KNEE!! LEFT KNEE!! AND AGAIN BACK TO THE RIGHT! That’s the Sunrise Triple! Sounds like a breakfast menu item and Limmy Monaghan is eating each one of those knee strikes!!

Stew-O: Limmy Monaghan pops up from that final knee strike as he again stands groggily in the ring. James Ranger now grabs a hold of Limmy Monaghan and lifts him in the air! It looks like Ranger is going for his signature maneuver!! NORTHERN LIGHTS BOMB!! SUNSET FINISH BY JAMES RANGER!!!! NO!!! LIMMY MONAGHAN MANAGES TO LAND ON HIS FEET AS HE PUSHED HIMSELF OFF OF JAMES RANGER FOR EXTRA ELEVATION JUST AS RANGER WAS GOING TO SLAM HIM RIGHT DOWN!!!! Limmy Monaghan looks over his shoulder and sees James Ranger.. PELE KICK BY LIMMY MONAGHAN CONNECTS!!

Flannery McCoy: Ranger takes an absolute shot to the face as he stumbles on his feet! Monaghan quickly rises up and sprints to the ring ropes! He bounces back and is charging towards James Ranger at full speed! Limmy leaps into the air.. FRONT FLIP NECKBREAKER ONTO JAMES RANGER IT CONNECTS!!!! James Ranger is down on the canvas and clutching at the back of his neck!! Limmy Monaghan quickly gets back up to his feet and stands right beside James Ranger!! STANDING MOONSAULT BY LIMMY MONAGHAN CONNECTS AND HE GOES FOR THE PIN!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!

TWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

THREEEEEEEEE-

Stew-O: And there’s another kickout by the Black Mamba!! Limmy Monaghan snaps his fingers hard as he thought he had this one sealed. Monaghan gets up to his feet and stomps down onto the abdomen of James Ranger. He then walks over to the corner and looks down at his opponent who is slowly rolling onto his stomach. Monaghan is setting up as Ranger gets up onto his hands and knees!! Ranger then props himself into an upright position on his knees!! Limmy now charges towards Ranger!!! URAVITY!!!! RUNNING METEORA TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD BY LIMMY MONAGHAN!!!!!

Jake Mercer: NO!!! JAMES RANGER DUCKS HIS HEAD AS LIMMY MONAGHAN GOES FLYING RIGHT OVER HIM AND LANDS ON HIS KNEES IN FRONT OF JAMES RANGER!! Ranger slowly gets up to his feet as Limmy Monaghan pops back up to his!! Ranger steps over towards Limmy.. BUT IT’S MONAGHAN WHO CONNECTS WITH THE ARMOR BREAKER!!! SUPERKICK TO THE FACE BY LIMMY MONAGHAN!!!! James Ranger is clocked in the face as he falls back against the ring ropes! Ranger bounces back as Limmy takes a step towards him… BUT IT’S JAMES RANGER THAT CONNECTS WITH A SUPERKICK OF HIS OWN!!! HE CALLS THIS ONE THE DEATHSTRIKE AND BOTH MEN FALL STRAIGHT DOWN TO THE CANVAS!!!!

Rex McAllister: That was all instinct right there! I wouldn’t expect anything less from James!

Stew-O: Both of these men are down in the center of the ring and have fallen to the same move!! Monaghan looks up towards the side ropes as he begins to crawl his way towards them!! Meanwhile, James Ranger is seen getting up onto his hands and knees. This is going to be a race to see who can get up to their feet first, as Monaghan has just grabbed a hold of the side ropes as Ranger is now up on one knee!! Monaghan now up to his knees as he just needs to pull on the top rope to help assist himself up to his feet! Ranger lifts his head up and sees Monaghan before standing up to his feet!! Monaghan now up to his feet as well!!! AND JAMES RANGER CHARGES IN AT LIMMY MONAGHAN WITH A RUNNING LARIAT!!!!!

Flannery McCoy: NO!!!! Limmy Monaghan pulls down on the top ropes as James Ranger goes flying over and lands down onto the ringside floor!! Limmy repositions himself as he faces Ranger on the outside!! Mark Macias is seen rooting Limmy on! It looks like he wants Limmy to go for something big right here!! Limmy nods as James Ranger slowly manages to make it up to his feet!! Limmy grabs the top rope and springs himself into the air!! He bounces off of the top rope to get even more elevation!!! AND LIMMY MONAGHAN CONNECTS WITH THE HIGH GROUND!!! SPRINGBOARD STUNNER TO THE OUTSIDE CONNECTS AS BOTH MEN ARE DOWN AT RINGSIDE!!! RANGER IS CLUTCHING AT THE BACK OF HIS NECK!!!

Stew-O: Hitting that stunner from that high of an elevation could have broken James Ranger’s neck!!

Jake Mercer: I’m sure Raven is used to that problem :mjgrin:

Rex McAllister: I don’t have a little rascal like you do, so it’s possible.

Jake Mercer: :mjcry:

Referee: One.. Two.. Three.. Four…

Stew-O: Limmy Monaghan is slowly making his way up to his feet. He definitely had a rough landing moments ago, and we can see the effects of that just by the way he is clutching at his lower back!

Referee: Five.. Six.. Seven..

Flannery McCoy: And now Limmy Monaghan slides into the ring!! James Ranger is slowly up to his hands and knees! I don’t even know if he realizes where he’s at right now!

Referee; Eight.. Nine..

Jake Mercer: He’s going to get counted out!!!

Stew-O: No he’s not! Look!! Ranger is shaking his head, trying to get the cobwebs out, as he realizes what’s going on and instantly springs up and slides right into the ring before the ten count!!!!

Rex McAllister: All instinct. That’s it James!!

Raven Roberts: There we go James! Show them how it’s done!!

Jake Mercer: Limmy Monaghan now walks over to James Ranger who is down onto his hands and knees. Limmy reaches down to grab James, but James shoves him back from his knees! Limmy steps up again, but this time he is met with a right hand by Ranger!! Now a left! And another right! And a left! Limmy is clutching at his abdomen as Ranger rises up to his feet!! Ranger now grabs a hold of Limmy Monaghan’s head and walks him over to the corner.. AND RANGER BASHES LIMMY’S HEAD RIGHT AGAINST THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!!! Ranger now pushes Limmy back then steps in between the Scottish X and the corner! Ranger grabs the top ropes.. AND LEAPS IN THE AIR TO CONNECT WITH A MULE KICK TO THE FACE OF LIMMY MONAGHAN!!! Limmy staggers back as he bends over in the center of the ring!! Ranger now runs to the ropes, bounces back at full speed.. AND JAMES RANGER CONNECTS WITH THE SCISSORS KICK TO THE NECK OF LIMMY MONAGHAN!!!! THAT’S THE FINAL EXECUTION!!!

Stew-O: NO!!!! LIMMY MOVES HIS HEAD OUT OF THE WAY JUST IN TIME AS JAMES RANGER LANDS FLAT ON HIS BUTT!!! Ranger slowly tries to get up to his feet, but Limmy quickly prevents him from doing so by locking in an inverted face lock!!! Limmy is looking directly at our commentary table.. AND MONAGHAN CONNECTS WITH THE RULES OF NATURE!!!! ROLLING CUTTER BY LIMMY MONAGHAN CONNECTS AND LIMMY FOLLOWS IT UP WITH A PIN!!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!

TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

(DING! DING! DING!)

(“Peace Sign” instrumental by Kenshi Yonezu hits as the fans begin to cheer Limmy Monaghan. The Scottish X then rises up to his feet as the referee raises his hand in the air. Mark Macias then slides into the ring.)

Stephie Love: Here is your winner.. SCOTTISH X!!! LIMMY MONAGHAN!!!!!

Stew-O: What a match between both Limmy Monaghan and James Ranger. Although your friend didn’t come out victorious, you can’t deny that he came out firing, but was bested by Monaghan.

Jake Mercer: Who’s side are you on Stew?

Stew-O: I’m on nobody’s side. I’m just calling it how I see it.

Jake Mercer: Yeah, but you need to understand that this-

Stew-O: AND NOW THE GRAND ATHLETES ARE STOMPING DOWN ON JAMES RANGER!!! THEY ARE BEATING DOWN ON HIM JUST AFTER HIM AND LIMMY HAD SUCH AN INTENSE MATCH!! THE NUMBERS ARE AGAINST RANGER RIGHT NOW!!!

Flannery McCoy: But look!! It’s Fire & Ice!! They’ve gotten out of their seats at commentary and have slid into the ring!! They charge at the Grand Athletes and connect with matching forearm shots onto their number 1 contenders to get them off of James Ranger!!!

Stew-O: And now The Grand Athletes quickly retreat and escape the ring!!!

Flannery McCoy: The Grand Athletes have a shot at The Champions again, and this time they intend on walking out victorious! What they just did to James Ranger is a message that they’re sending towards Fire & Ice. If Rex and Raven weren’t here to save James, I don’t know how bad this would have gotten!! It’s safe to say that Rex and Raven will try to get The Grand Athletes back for this at Operation: Doomsday next week!! Be sure to see how it all unfolds live on Free-Per-View!!!

(Rex is seen tending to his friend James Ranger who had just been jumped and stomped on after his intense match with Limmy Monaghan. The Grand Athletes are seen walking backwards up the entrance ramp, staring at the tag team champions in the ring. Raven Roberts is now seen on the screen taunting to the challengers as she’s ready to take them on at Operation: Doomsday. The screen then fades to black as the last thing we see are the champions and a broken James Ranger in the center of the ring)

(A recap of the debacle between Chris Elite/Visual Prophet/Veena Adams plays as well as highlights from last weeks segment before Dynasty comes back)

(As Dynasty returns from commercial break, “Invincible” by Pop Smoke begins to play throughout the performance center PA system, the crowd rising to their feet in either excitement or frustration [hard to tell] as Chris Elite struts out onto the stage with the BVU close behind him. He wears his ring gear, as he’s set to compete after the next commercial, with a dark denim jacket thrown over it. The BVU are fully equipped in uniform, the camera getting a good look at Big Mikayla who looks stunning in her form-fitting BVU jumpsuit :wow: )

Jake Mercer: It’s been a minute since we’ve seen the entirety of the BVU here on Dynasty. Don’t know if I recognize that THHHHI–

Flannery McCoy: :mjpls:

Jake Mercer: Erm, well-endowed woman walking beside them. :lupe:

Stew-O: That’s Big Mikayla, Big Mike’s younger sister. Quite an acquisition for the Bozo Victims Unit, I must say, she’s an impressive young woman. Could it be that Chris Elite finds himself in need of more protection as of late?

Jake Mercer: Considering the level of dick eating he’s been dealing with lately–YES! OF COURSE HE DOES! The BVU could barely handle the influx of dickeating lately, it only makes sense Chris Elite sought to bring in another member to help manage the load.

Flannnery McCoy: Rumor has it that Chris Elite is intending to invoke his Gawd Contract tonight heading into his World Heavyweight Championship match at Operation: Doomsday! You’d think the warning StarrStan gave him at the start of the season would have deterred Chris from doing something like this on such short notice.

Stew-O: Well, it *is* a Gawd Contract. He can do what he wants with it, the powers are basically limitless–well, limited by EAW funding. And the limit does not exist in this case.

(“Invincible” dies down just as the final member of the BVU enters the ring. Chris Elite now stands at the center of the ring while twirling a microphone in his hands. He raises the mic to speak while all four members of the BVU man each of the four corners of the ring.)

Chris Elite: Check me out, check me out son, listen, watch what’s ‘bout to happen. I know y’all been eating for quite some time, years, matter fact. No dick in EAW has been eaten like mine and that’s a proven fact. Every year, every season, every month, and every fucking day someone new is on my dick, no matter what I fucking do. Won a New Breed title in 2016, y’all was eating then. Won the World Heavyweight Championship in 2018, and that STILL ain’t keep y’all off me. It’s 2020 now, I even earned myself a Hall of Fame ring, but guess what?

Detective Ty: (off-mic) They still eating, Chris.
Chris Elite: Exactly. Same shit, nothing new, nonstop dickeatery my whole EAW career. But hey! It’s alright! We straight! It’s sad now, but just wait ‘til the end of this season, I promise y’all, the picture y’all tried to paint of Chris Elite now is gonna be unrecognizable compared to the version of Chris Elite that’s about to come. Yes, it’s been two years since I’ve held an EAW world championship, and ain’t shit gon’ stop me from getting one this season, man. I’m hungry. I’m overdue. So, when it comes to Operation: Doomsday, best believe there won’t be a single thing that’s gonna stop me from walking out the performance center with that strap around my waist–ayo, shut the fuck up, homo, before you get the dog shit slapped outta you.

(Just as Chris Elite finishes his last sentence, Big Mike begins arguing with a fan who can be seen and heard booing. The camera follows Big Mike as he exits the ring to deliver a hand-written citation to the fan who continues their taunting. Chris Elite begins to speak again just as Big Mike slides the citation through a small window with a one-way flap opening, placed in the plexiglass barrier specifically for the use of citation issues. :wow: )

Chris Elite: This exactly what I’m talkin’ about, bro. Fucking bozos will do any and everything to try and get under my skin and stop me from staying motivated. Thankfully, I have the Gawd Contract to ensure that this championship match and all the eating that came with it so far will be worth the effort and will hopefully keep some of you off my dick and balls for a minute or two–y’all really seem to forget about the level of power I hold with that there contract, huh? So, lemme remind y’all right quick, ‘cause I’m about to do something you ain’t never seen before. If you thought my match-making skills were something last season, wait ‘til you get a load of me now, son, because for Operation: Doomsday, I’m using my Gawd Contract to–

(Chris Elite is cut off completely as “2nd Sucks” by A Day To Remember begins to play throughout the performance center speakers, the fans in the socially distanced crowd rising to their feet to welcome ½ of the Dynasty Managerial Team. The BVU shifts their formation to get closer to Chris from their respective corners in preparation for the GM’s entrance, but StarrStan remains at the top of the ramp. He sticks one hand in the pants pocket of his three-piece Tom Ford suit, holding a microphone in the other.)

StarrStan: Hold it right there, Chris. Not another word out of you. Whatever stipulation or match conditions you think you’re about to put in place won’t be happening. You might as well save your breath.

Chris Elite: :russwtf: Damn, son, let my dick breathe! You ain’t see me in the middle of making a very important announcement? An announcement that’ll shift the course of your O: D main event, too, bout to make you some more money, make things exciting around here, thought you wanted what was best for your show and all that other shit, huh? :mjpls:

StarrStan: That’s absolutely right. And that’s exactly why I’m not going to let you use that contract for my main event.

Chris Elite: Suck my dick. You not gonna stop me, B, being the GM ain’t enough to overpower my Contract. I know my Contract inside and out, so you buggin’ the fuck out if you think I’ma chill just ‘cause you told me so. I don’t give a damn, I do what I want whenever the fuck I want, y’all must’ve forgot who I am.

(StarrStan simply shakes his head as he stands at the top of the ramp.)

Chris Elite: So, anyways, as I was saying, if your annoying ass is finished wasting my time… At Operation: Doomsday, with the power invested in my Gawd Contract, I’m going to–

(“ME!” by Taylor Swift ft. Brendon Urie starts up, cutting Chris Elite off once more.)

Chris Elite: COME ON, BRO, Y’ALL WILIN’!

(Veena Adams steps out onto the stage, positioning herself beside StarrStan as the audience does their worst to boo her out of the building. She flips her wavy hair as the camera gets a quick close up of her black Versace crepe sweetheart neck dress. As “ME!” dies down, she fully embraces the crowd’s raucous boos before speaking into the microphone she brought with her.)

Veena Adams: :ahh: I love you guys, too!! But I have little to no time for pleasantries, beloved EAW Universe, we can talk about how much you love me later. For now, I have far more important things to do. Like putting a full STOP on Chris Elite’s ABUSE of power in EAW!

Chris Elite: I’m ‘bouta violate, forreal. This shit mad unnecessary. I was given my Gawd Contract to do whatever the fuck I want with it, how you gonna try and tell *me* what I can and cannot do?!

Veena Adams: EAW IS UNFAIR! CHRIS ELITE, STOP RIGHT THERE!

Chris Elite: Suck my whole ENTIRE dick, bitch.

Veena Adams: //i.imgur.com/JVFXlXA.png

Chris Elite: I don’t know what the fuck I did to either one of you, but for some reason, y’all just wanna keep me down. Want nothing more than to see me lose. All this bullshit about how StarrStan wants his roster to “succeed” but all I see is you tryna hold a man down from making the best of the situation YOU TWO threw me in with the resources I hold in MY HANDS. Shit is ridiculous.

StarrStan: Quite the contrary, Chris. We want equal opportunity for success and progress for the entire Dynasty roster. If that means we have to level out the playing field by reeling in your Gawd Contract’s power by force so that you don’t have an unfair advantage heading into a Title match, then so be it.

Veena Adams: Besides, whatever it is you do is guaranteed to be outweighed and shut down by our combined power!

Chris Elite: So, *I’m* the one with an unfair advantage, even tho that bozo Viz forced Drake to put up with that Prophetic Visions shit to win the belt in the first place?! :skip: Where were y’all then, huh? That don’t even make sense, bro, none of this does, what point is there to a Gawd Contract, then? I earned this shit, I should get to use it however I fucking see fit. Equal opportunity my ass, y’all not out here bothering anybody else week after week but me. You gotta be shittin’ me.

Veena Adams: Nope! Not at all. He’s telling the truth, Officer Bhrissy! Whatever you say is outvoted, 2-to-1. Majority rules, dummy. Don’t waste your time trying to change that match or do ANYTHING that might be in your favor over your opponents. We won’t allow it. It’s what’s best for business! You can ask the Board of Directors yourself, they clearly know the details of that contract better than you claim to. You’re powerless, Bhrissy. Hate to tell ya, you fucking loser. Don’t you even fucking try anything with that contract. You won’t get away with it anymore.

Chris Elite: Bitch, fuck that, y’all can’t stop me. Watch, I’m going to–

Veena Adams: Nope.

Chris Elite: Let me finish, damn! My WHC title match is–

Veena Adams: Nuh-uh.

Chris Elite: –IS GOING TO BE–

Veena Adams: no.

Chris Elite: –I’M SETTING THE STIPULATION FOR–

Veena Adams: I. Said. NO!

Chris Elite: FUCK!

StarrStan: Face it, Chris. Doesn’t matter what you try to do going forward. If we don’t want it to happen, as co-GMs, we won’t let it. Good luck heading into Operation: Doomsday.

(At a loss for words, Chris Elite chucks the microphone he was holding at the ramp of the performance center, just as “2nd Sucks” picks back up and Veena and StarrStan turn their backs to the ring and return backstage.)

Flannery McCoy: I don’t know if I’ve ever heard of something like this before, guys. A Gawd Contract weilder…powerless? :lupe: Since when does that 2-to-1 rule matter when you have a powerful binding agreement like Chris Elite’s Gawd Contract involved?!

Stew-O: Turns out I was wrong! I suppose even a Gawd Contract has its own limitations, Flan. It definitely seems like StarrStan knew exactly what he was doing when he opted to draft Veena Adams to Dynasty.

Jake Mercer: And I was so damn excited to hear what the hell kind of stipulation Chris Elite was going to use his Contract for, too! :ohlawd:

Stew-O: Meh! Even without any Gawd Contract influence in his back pocket, there’s no question whether or not Chris Elite will give Viz the fight of his life in order to call himself a two-time World Heavyweight Champion!

(Our final shot before cutting to commercial break is of Chris Elite running his hands over his bald head as he leans over the ring ropes. The BVU moves in to comfort him, but he shoos them away just as the broadcast fades to black.)

(Commercial break featuring an advertisement Introducing FentySkin, starring Serena Bennett. NOW available to order exclusively at fentyskin.com as of July 31st! Use promo code “BENNETTUWC” for free worldwide shipping!)

(Dynasty’s broadcast returns from commercial break where “Invincible” by Pop Smoke has proceeded to play. A fuming Chris Elite paces back and forth in the middle of the ring as he awaits the entry of his opponent for the evening.)

(The camera fades in to show Stephie Love standing in the middle of the ring as she begins to speak)

Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for…

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!

Stephie Love: Introducing first, already in the ring… from Brooklyn, New York… weighing in at 210 pounds… GAWD GIVEN GREATNESS… CHRIS ELITE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Stew-O: Last week Chris Elite came up short against Sarah Price after getting an impromptu distraction by The Visual Prophet at ringside and Sarah taking advantage of it! Now… it clearly looks like nothings changed in that matter.

Flannery McCoy: I’m sure Viz has a thing or two up his sleeve to send a message to Elite before their matchup at Operation: Doomsday, who knows, we’ll just see what’s going to happen in this matchup.

Jake Mercer: I don’t know what you guys are whining about I said it before, VIz is going to be a very fair Referee! I ran it with my sources!

Stew-O: :mjpls:

Stephie Love: Please welcome… THE SPECIAL GUEST REFEREE… THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!!! THE VISUAL PROPHET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(‘30 Day Run’ by Larry June plays as The Visual Prophet makes his way out to the stage with the World Heavyweight Championship on his waist. He gyrates his hips for a moment showing off the Championship around his waist before making his way down the ramp and headed towards the ring, making sure to show off the Referee shirt he has on nice and closely.)

Stew-O: Here comes our World Heavyweight Champion! You just have to question how he’s going to take this match into consideration especially since the fact Chris Elite is in this match, someone who he’s very close to facing at Operation: Doomsday for the World Heavyweight Championship!

Jake Mercer: Oh c’mon don’t be a stinker on the whole situation Stew! Viz I’m sure is a very equal and responsible Referee no doubt about it!

Flannery McCoy: :mjlol: Are you really sure about that?

(Viz rolls into the ring and circles around before standing in the center of the ring with a bright smile on his face as he does so as ‘30 Day Run’ fades out. ‘Pure Water’ by Skepta plays up to boos as Dray Fontana makes his way out to the stage. He looks straight at the ring before looking around at the crowd and giving a simple shake of the head, he stands there for a bit longer before slowly making his way down the ramp, taking his time as he does so)

Stephie Love: Introducing first… from Kingston Upon Thames, England, United Kingdom… weighing in at 200 pounds… THE PRINCE… DRAY FONTANA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Stew-O: Dray Fontana has a hell of a week heading into Operation: Doomsday for sure. Not only heading into a PURE Championship match against Xander Payne which I’m sure he values to the most of his extent. But tonight also facing a former World Champion and Hall of Famer, there’s definitely a lot laid out for him as he heads into the free-per-view!

Flannery McCoy: There’s no doubt that this is a match that Dray no less wants to win. Especially with the fact that he has a more of a chance than anything with looking at who is the Referee of the matchup tonight, it’s going to be eventful that’s all I can say.

Jake Mercer: Definitely! He didn’t earn that Prince name for no reason did he?! Let’s not forget the multitude of underground wrestling he did, he fought a bear, AND WON! His opponents both tonight and next week should be shivering in fear at “Bear Slayer” DRAY FONTANA!

(Dray Fontana stops at the bottom of the ramp for a moment before making his way around ringside and up the steel steps. Dray stands on the apron before entering into the ring and heading to the center as he poses before he heads to his corner and has a staring contest with Chris Elite as they wait for Viz to start the match.)

(DING! DING! DING!)

Stew-O: HERE WE GO AS ALREADY DRAY IS RUNNING RIGHT FORWARD AND GOING FOR A RUNNING FOREARM- BUT ELITE DUCKS UNDER IT AS HE TURNS DRAY AROUND, BOX OFFICE SMASH- BUT DRAY GRABS THE FOOT OF ELITE AND PUSHES IT AWAY BEFORE THE SUPERKICK CAN CONNECT! Elite getting up to his feet as he runs towards Dray, BUT DRAY GRABS ELITE AND LIFTS HIM UP IN THE AIR AS HE DROPS HIM DOWN INTO A VICIOUS SPINEBUSTER RIGHT OUT OF THE GATE IN THIS MATCHUP!

Flannery McCoy: Dray seeming to have the early offense in this matchup as he’s quickly grabbing Elite by the head and bringing him up onto his feet, BUT ELITE STOPPING HIM AS HE ROCKS HIM IN THE JAW OUT OF NOWHERE WITH THE DICKEATERY STOPPER! UPPERCUT OUT OF NOWHERE STUNS DRAY AS HE STEPS BACK! Dray composing himself as he turns, BUT IS QUICKLY MET WITH A ENZIGURI BY CHRIS ELITE!

Jake Mercer: Elite quickly grabbing Dray by the arm and pulling him up onto his feet- BUT DRAY BRINGING HIM DOWN AND LOCKING IN A ARMBAR! ELITE IS SCREAMING FOR HIS LIFE AS DRAY IS TWISTING AND MANIPULATING THAT ARM AND AT THIS RATE HE MIGHT JUST PULL IT OUT OF ITS SOCKET! BUT ELITE MANAGES TO GRAB THE ROPES!

The Visual Prophet (Off-Mic): Alright uh… I don’t know how to do this job actually-

Chris Elite (Off-Mic): JUST COUNT DAMN!

The Visual Prophet (Off-Mic): Uh 1… 2… let’s see here…

Chris Elite (Off-Mic): QJANDISNAKQNWOQNQ

Stew-O: Dray is just laughing at this as clearly he’s just having fun as he locks in the armbar tighter- BUT CHRIS ELITE ROLLS THROUGH, BACKSLIDE PIN! BUT DRAY MANAGING TO PUSH IT AWAY BEFORE VIZ CAN EVEN DO ANYTHING! Both of them are up to their feet now, BUT ELITE WITH A DROPKICK SENDING DRAY BACKWARD! Dray falling back as Elite runs forward, AND PLANTS HIM TO THE GROUND WITH A SWIFT RUNNING BULLDOG!

Flannery McCoy: Elite bringing Dray back up to his feet, HE GOES FOR ANOTHER UPPERCUT WHICH SENDS DRAY BACK! Elite running right towards him, BASEMENT DROPKICK- BUT DRAY JUMPS OUT OF THE WAY AND REVERSES IT WITH A DOUBLE FOOT STOMP ABSOLUTELY CRUSHING THE FACE OF CHRIS ELITE!

Jake Mercer: Dray quickly bringing Elite up onto his feet, AS HE BEGINS TO SEND ALTERNATING FOREARMS RIGHT TO THE FACE OF ELITE FORCING HIM BACK TO THE ROPES! Dray quickly grabbing Elite as he sends him towards the ropes, DRAY GOING FOR A SUPERKICK-

Stew-O: BUT ELITE MANAGES TO DUCK UNDER AS DRAY STUMBLES DOWN TO THE GROUND! ELITE RUNS TO THE ROPES AS DRAY AS DROPPED DOWN TO A KNEE, DREAMING! AXE KICK SLAMS RIGHT DOWN TO THE BACK OF DRAY’S HEAD! ELITE QUICKLY HOOKING THE LEG AND GOING FOR THE PIN!

The Visual Prophet (Off-Mic): Hm…

Chris Elite (Off-Mic): COUNT! COUNT! DID THE SPECIAL ED TEACHER NOT TEACH YOU THAT EITHER DAMN!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWW-

Flannery McCoy: DRAY POWERS OUT QUICKLY! Elite is already up to his feet but he doesn’t seem to be focusing on Dray as he turns right around to confront our Special Guest Ref of the evening!

Chris Elite (Off-Mic): I swear to God you do anything else like that and I’ll make sure you lose those 50 pounds you gained bozo.

The Visual Prophet (Off-Mic): Oh then try me, I dearly dare you, might as well throw this match out of the window while we’re at it!

Chris Elite (Off-Mic): I’ll slap the shit out of you!

Jake Mercer: BUT WAIT DRAY FROM BEHIND AS HE TURNS HIM AROUND, ELITE GOING FOR A SPINNING BACKFIST BUT DRAY DUCKS UNDER AND LIFTS HIM OFF THE GROUND, MASSIVE SAMOAN DROP JUST ABSOLUTELY SLAMS ELITE TO THE GROUND BEFORE HE CAN DO ANYTHING ELSE AS DRAY LOOKS UP WITH A SINISTER SMIRK ON HIS FACE!

Stew-O: Chris Elite trying to stagger up to his feet slowly after being taken down to the ground just moments ago, BUT DRAY GOING FOR A ROUNDHOUSE KICK- ELITE DUCKING UNDER JUST BARELY! ELITE WITH A SCHOOL BOY PIN WHICH DRAY PUSHES OUT OF IMMEDIATELY! Dray is up onto a knee as Elite is already up to his feet, ELITE WITH A KNEE RIGHT TO THE HEAD OF DRAY SENDING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND!

Flannery McCoy: Dray is out cold as Elite is beginning to climb up to the top rope and position himself looking for a big move, MOONSAULT- BUT DRAY GETTING HIS KNEES UP! Dray quickly bringing up Elite who is already in a world of pain, THE PARAMOUNT! BICYCLE KNEE OUT OF NOWHERE RIGHT TO THE SKULL OF ELITE SENDING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! DRAY HOOKING THE LEG AND GOING FOR THE PIN!

ONE!

TWO!

THRE-

Jake Mercer: CHRIS ELITE KICKS OUT JUST BARELY!

Chris Elite (Off-Mic): SLNDSLKN WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT COUNT?!

The Visual Prophet (Off-Mic): I’m just doing my job, you got a problem with that? :mjpls:

Stew-O: Dray quickly grabbing Elite by the head and throwing punches right at his face before bringing him up, I don’t think he’s up to any sort of good with what he’s about to do! FONTANA 97- BUT ELITE MANAGES TO GET OUT JUST BARELY AS HE TURNS DRAY AROUND! BUT DRAY MANAGING TO COME BACK AND SLAM A HEADBUTT RIGHT INTO HIS SKULL!

Flannery McCoy: Elite moving backwards and grabbing onto the ropes as Dray quickly runs forward, BUT ELITE MANAGES TO LIFT HIM UP AND THROW HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE! Dray stumbling down to the ringside area as Elite seems to be running to the ropes, TOPE CON HILO TAKES DRAY DOWN TO THE GROUND!

Jake Mercer: Chris Elite quickly bringing Dray up to his feet, AND THROWS HIM RIGHT INTO THE BARRICADE FOR GOOD MEASURE! Elite grabbing him and rolling him back into the ring as he follows as well and slides in. Dray is slowly getting up to his feet as Elite is ready for him and lifts him up, ELECTRIC CHAIR POSITION! BUT DRAY MANAGING TO THROW PUNCHES RIGHT TO THE HEAD OF ELITE PREVENTING HIM FROM CONNECTING WITH FUSION DANCE!

Stew-O: Dray easily managing to slip out now as he runs to the ropes and back, HE LEAPS OFF THE ROPES! UXU- BUT ELITE MANAGES TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY OF THE DISASTER KICK BEFORE IT’S ABLE TO CONNECT! ELITE TURNING DRAY AROUND, BUT DRAY PUSHING ELITE INTO THE CORNER! DRAY SENDING SHOULDER THRUSTS RIGHT TO THE GUT OF ELITE TO TRY TO WEAKEN HIM AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE!

Flannery McCoy: Elite sending punches right down to the back of his head forcing Dray to separate away from him! ELITE RUNNING FORWARD, DRAY WITH A DROP TOE HOLD! DRAY TRANSITIONING, ANKLE LOCK- BUT ELITE MANAGING TO TURN TO HIS BACK BEFORE DRAY IS ABLE TO LIFT UP AND SENDS A KICK SWIFT TO HIS FACE!

Jake Mercer: Elite staggering up to his feet now, DRAY GOING FOR A SUPERKICK- BUT ELITE MANAGES TO GO UNDER DRAY AND LIFT HIM UP AND QUICKLY SLAM HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! Elite quickly bringing Dray up and propping him up onto his shoulders as he quickly runs forward, 44 BULLDOG! LAWN DART CONNECTS AS DRAY’S HEAD SLAMS ONTO THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE! ELITE HOOKING THE LEG AND GOING FOR THE PIN!

The Visual Prophet (Off-Mic): Oh! What?!

Chris Elite (Off-Mic): COUNTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!1

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!

TTTTTHHHHHRR-

Stew-O: DRAY FONTANA KICKS OUT! ELITE IS UP TO HIS FEET ABSOLUTELY FUMING AS I THINK HE’S HAD ENOUGH!

Chris Elite (Off-Mic): Fuck you laughing at? You think you’re funny huh?

The Visual Prophet (Off-Mic): You still want to argue? I don’t know what the fuck you’ve been talking about this whole match, I’m tryna do my job and you’ve been here running your mouth off.

Chris Elite (Off-Mic): Nah son I’m not falling for that shit. That was some bullshit, if you don’t know I’ll tell you right now you fucking suck at this job.

The Visual Prophet (Off-Mic): :mjlol: If I suck at my job would I do this?

(DING! DING! DING!)

Chris Elite (Off-Mic): Wait wait wait WHAT THE FUCKSNDLKNLDKDNSL

The Visual Prophet (Off-Mic): Chris Elite has been disqualified!

Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen your winner by disqualification… DRAY FONTANA!!!!!!!!!!

Flannery McCoy: Well there you have it we have our winner for tonight folks and Elite looks absolutely livid at it! Both of them are arguing again as it seems this is about to reach a boiling point.

(Both of them begin yelling at one another as casually Dray Fontana rolls out of the ring and leaves with a smirk on his face as he laughs off his win)

Jake Mercer: BOTH ELITE AND VIZ ARE GOING AT IT, THEIR TRADING PUNCHES WITH ONE ANOTHER AS THERE IS NO LOVE LOSS BETWEEN THE TWO COMPETITORS! BOTH OF THEM ARE CORNERING ONE ANOTHER AS THIS IS ALL OUT MAYHEM!

Stew-O: ELITE MANAGING TO THROW VIZ OUT OF THE RING AS HE RUNS FORWARD, SUICIDE DIVE! THE FIGHT HAS SPILLED OUT TO THE OUTSIDE AS IMMEDIATELY SECURITY IS RUNNING OUT LOOKING TO SEPARATE THE TWO OPERATION: DOOMSDAY COMPETITORS FROM ONE ANOTHER! BOTH OF THEM ARE BEING SEPERATED, BUT VIZ QUICKLY PUSHES AWAY AS HE LEAPS IN THE AIR AND DROPS A ELBOW RIGHT DOWN ON ELITE!

(Both of them continue to brawl before finally Security finally splits them apart. Both of them continue to argue with one another as that’s the last thing seen as Dynasty fades out to elsewhere)

(Commercial Break)

(Dynasty comes back on air as Dray Fontana can be seen walking down the hallway with a towel over his head just exiting from his match as he’s suddenly approached by Michael Belfort)

Michael Belfort: Dray! Dray!

(Dray stops in his tracks suddenly turning his attention over to Michael, giving him a death stare that prompts Michael to change his demeanor and take a few steps back, but he proceeds to ask the question he intended to)

Michael Belfort: Uhm, D-Dray if you don’t mind me asking. Tonight has been quite an interesting night for you between the exchange you had earlier with Charlie and this match that just happened, what do you make of it?

Dray Fontana: What am I supposed to say? Reflect on Charlie Marr trying to use me and my momentum to give himself some relevance? Reflect on Viz fucking my match up to get some stupid mental advantage over the most mentally fragile man in EAW to begin with? None of that matters and the only thing I’m focused on right now is the EAW PURE Championshi–

???: You might as well drop those hopes right now.

(The camera zooms out to show Xander Payne standing right behind Dray Fontana who stares a death hole through him)

Xander Payne: Sorry, I couldn’t help but barge in after watching that pathetic excuse of a “win” that was handed to you via DQ. I’ve still yet to be convinced that you’re someone worthy of facing me, but I’ll do the charity nonetheless.

Dray Fontana: Charity? The only time your fat ass does charity is when it’s a food drive that you can poach from. I’m more than formidable and not only am I formidable, I’m the next damn PURE Champion whether you want to accept the truth or not.

Xander Payne(sarcastically laughing): The truth? The truth is that you put the MID in forMIDable, nothing about Dray Fontana stands with the name Xander Payne, this is a mismatch of epic proportions and I can’t wait to kick your ass and move on with my career.

Dray Fontana: We’ll see who’s really moved on when you come barging in begging for a rematch after I kick your arse. Don’t you have a match up next? You got a lot to say for a wasteman who is about to get his ass kicked by a female.

Xander Payne: I kick sluts ass on a regular basis, I beat DEDEDE and Impact in a single season, I am the PURE GOD. Just do yourself a favor and watch me go beat Andrea and do what you couldn’t do just a few moments ago, maybe you can learn a thing or two.

Dray Fontana: Yeah sure I’ll be watching to see you fail, I need the laughs anyways.

(Xander brushes past Dray and makes his way down the hall)

(The camera fades in to show Stephie Love standing in the middle of the ring as she begins to speak)

Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for…

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!

(‘It Follows’ by Cane Hill plays up to boos as Xander Payne makes his way out to the stage with the PURE Championship around his shoulder. He has a serious look on his face before he raises the title in the air and closes his eyes to listen to the boos before throwing the title around his shoulder once more. He aims his focus straight to the ring as he begins to make his way down the ramp)

Stephie Love: Introducing first… from Toronto, Ontario, Canada… weighing in at *cough* 255 pounds… He is the PURE CHAMPION!!!!!!!!!! THE PAYNEKILLER… XANDER PAYNE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Stew-O: Last week Xander Payne got the win over a very competitive competitor in the form of MITSUBACHI, someone his opponent Dray Fontana at Operation: Doomsday has a long history with. Not only that Xander and Dray had a little backstage interview which ended with Dray breaking down the doors to Xander’s lockerroom and viciously attacking him instigating a brawl heading into the free-per-view!

Flannery McCoy: I’m sure Xander is fuming with anger because of it, and making an example of his opponent tonight would do nothing more than satisfy him heading into his first PURE Championship defense in Season 14. There is no doubt that Xander wants to do everything in his power to secure a win not just tonight but next week and there’s no doubt we’re going to be seeing some of that persistence that has brought him to this point tonight!

Jake Mercer: As much as you may hate the star of Free Willy I’ll have you know that I support him all the way! Do you see how many whales die per year?! WHALE LIVES MATTER!

Stew-O: :mjpls:

Jake Mercer: Hi.

(Xander makes his way down the ramp and rolls into the ring swiftly as he gets up to his feet and makes his way to the center of the ring raising the PURE Championship in the air before throwing it back onto his shoulder and taking some time to look around and shake his head before making his way back to his corner and getting ready as ‘It Follows’ fades away. ‘Roll With Me’ by Charli XCX plays up to loud cheers as Andrea Valentine makes her way out to the stage. She raises her hands in the air with a bright smile on her face looking at the crowd absolutely beaming before making her way down the ramp and headed towards the ring keeping her arms in the air as she does so pointed to the sky)

Stephie Love: And his opponent… from Orlando, Florida… weighing in at 110 pounds… ANDREA VALENTINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Stew-O: The last time we saw Andrea she was in a tag match with her opponent at Operation: Doomsday next week, Serena Bennett. It was a very tense match for sure with Andrea even finishing off with Serena’s own finisher which certainly added a little bit more disrespect to this feud.

Flannery McCoy: Indeed and the match ended up in an outright brawl just as it did at the start of the night as well! But now Andrea has to focus on tonight with the opponent that she’s up against, certainly someone who doesn’t have the greatest respect for women :lupe: I’m sure this is a win Andrea definitely wants to get off heading into Operation: Doomsday and if I was her I would treat this with upright importance.

Jake Mercer: Are you stupid?! I’ll have you know Andrea has the upmost urgency when it comes to any match she steps into the ring for, I’ve been following her career for 20 years now and I’ll have you know that she takes any match with importance!

Flannery McCoy: You’d have been like 10.

Jake Mercer: Yeah of course! You don’t just become an avid fan of wrestling in 2 years :mjlol: get a grip.

(Andrea Valentine makes her way up the steel steps as she heads to the center of the apron and enters into the ring. She circles around the squared circle a few times with her arms raised in the air before climbing up to the top rope and pointing around at crowd members. She jumps down and stands at her corner as ‘Roll With Me’ fades out and the Ref signals for the bell)

(DING! DING! DING!)

Stew-O: Here we go as this matchup is officially underway! AND XANDER RIGHT OUT OF THE GATE RUNNING FORWARD AND CLOBBERING ANDREA WITH A LARIAT! XANDER GOING DOWN AS HE BEGINS TO PLANT PUNCH AFTER PUNCH RIGHT INTO THE FACE OF ANDREA! Andrea grabbing onto the ropes as she quickly rolls away as both of them get up to their feet. ANDREA RUNNING FORWARD, HURRICANRANA-

Flannery McCoy: BUT XANDER KEEPS HER UP, BUT BEFORE HE CAN DO ANYTHING ANDREA BEGINS TO ATTACK DOWNWARDS WITH PUNCHES AS SLOWLY XANDER IS FORCED TO BRING HER BACK DOWN TO THE GROUND! Andrea quickly running to the ropes as Xander tries to move over to the center of the ring, BUT ANDREA LIFTS OFF TAKING XANDER BY SURPRISE AND TAKING HIM DOWN WITH A STANDING CROSSBODY!

Jake Mercer: Xander taken down to the ground but he’s quickly trying to get up to his feet! Andrea getting up to her feet and running towards Xander, BUT XANDER THROWS ANDREA OUT OF THE RING! Andrea keeping ahold of the ropes as she grabs onto the apron, ANDREA WITH A HOTSHOT SENDING XANDER BACK!

Stew-O: Andrea quickly sliding into the ring as she runs forward and grabs the arm of Xander sending him into an Irish whip maneuver! Xander backed up in the corner as Andrea runs forward, BUT XANDER MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! Andrea falling into the corner as Xander grabs her and trades places as he climbs up the turnbuckles! TORNADO DDT! I DON’T EVEN KNOW HOW XANDER IS ABLE TO DO THAT BUT HE PLANTS ANDREA TO THE GROUND EITHER WAY!

Flannery McCoy: Xander bringing Andrea up as he throws her right towards the ropes, XANDER KICKING ANDREA IN THE GUT- BUT ANDREA GRABS THE LEG OF XANDER AND PUSHES IT AWAY! ANDREA GOING FOR A KICK NOW- BUT XANDER GRABS HER LEG- BUT ANDREA WITH A BACKFLIP ESCAPING OUT AND PUSHING XANDER AWAY!

Jake Mercer: Xander stumbling down to a knee but he quickly gets up and runs right towards Andrea, BUT ANDREA LEAPING UP INTO THE AIR AND TAKING XANDER DOWN WITH A FRANKENSTEINER! Xander is taken down to the ground but is quickly getting up to a knee as Andrea runs to the ropes and back, ANDREA HITS A DROPKICK RIGHT TO THE FACE OF XANDER!

Stew-O: Xander trying to get up to his feet as Andrea quickly runs forward, BUT XANDER WITH A KNEE RIGHT TO THE GUT OF ANDREA! Xander grabbing Andrea into a Full Nelson, AND TURNS IT INTO A REVERSE STO! XANDER TAKING ANDREA DOWN AS HE HOOKS THE LEG AND GOES FOR THE PIN!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOO-

Flannery McCoy: YET ANDREA POWERS OUT QUICKLY! Xander is already up to his feet as he runs to the ropes and back while Andrea is still down on the ground, XANDER WITH A RUNNING SENTON ABSOLUTELY CRUSHING ANDREA! Andrea slowly getting up to her feet as Xander grabs her, X-PLEX RELEASE SUPLEX-

Jake Mercer: HOLY SHIT! ANDREA REVERSES THE RELEASE SUPLEX IN MID AIR WITH A DDT PLANTING XANDER TO THE GROUND! XANDER IS IN PURE SHOCK AS HE GRABS HIS HEAD IN PAIN! Andrea quickly running forward, XOXO! INVERTED STOMP FACEBREAKER CONNECTS! XANDER IS DOWN ON THE GROUND AS ANDREA QUICKLY HOOKS THE LEG AND GOES FOR THE PIN!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!

TTTTTHHHHHHRRRR-

Stew-O: KICKOUT- BUT ANDREA QUICKLY GRABS THE ARM, CROSS ARMBREAKER! ANDREA TRANSITIONS INTO THE SUBMISSION HOLD BEFORE XANDER CAN EVEN DO ANYTHING! XANDER IS SCREAMING IN PAIN BECAUSE I DON’T THINK HE CAN ESCAPE! BUT HE’S SEEMING TO GET SOME FOOTING AS HE GRABS ONTO ANDREA, NO WAY! THE STRENGTH OF XANDER PAYNE LIFTS ANDREA UP AS HE GETS UP TO HIS FEET AND SLAMS HER DOWN TO THE GROUND!

Flannery McCoy: Xander wasting no time now heading onto the apron, he seems to look to climb up to the top rope this isn’t going to be good for Andrea in any way! NO WAY! 450 SPLASH- ANDREA MANAGES TO ROLL OUT OF THE WAY, BIG IMPACT BY XANDER AS HE PLUMMETS RIGHT TO THE GROUND!

Jake Mercer: NO WORRIES HE’LL JUST BOUNCE OFF HIS BELLY!

Stew-O: Xander grabbing his stomach in pain as he’s trying to crawl up to his feet slowly taking his time as he does so, BUT ANDREA QUICKLY RUNNING FORWARD! BUT XANDER! XANDER GRABS HER AND TRANSITIONS HER INTO A TWISTING BRAINBUSTER, HE WAS PLAYING POSSUM! BUT WAIT! HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE, ANDREA KIPS UP TO HER FEET BEHIND XANDER! TILT-A WHIRL HEADSCISSORS TAKEDOWN OUT OF NOWHERE SENDING XANDER DOWN TO THE GROUND!

Flannery McCoy: Andrea quickly bringing Xander up with a burst of energy, ANOTHER XOXO- BUT XANDER SLIPS THROUGH THE LEG AND GRABS HER, XANDER FLIPS ANDREA IN THE AIR AND DROPS HER DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH SWIFTNESS! Andrea quickly retreating to the corner as she grabs the top turnbuckle to pull herself up, BUT XANDER RUNNING FORWARD WITH A BACK ELBOW! Andrea falling to a seated position as Xander moves back and runs forward, CANNONBALL SENTON-

Jake Mercer: ANDREA GETS THE KNEES UP BEFORE XANDER CAN CONNECT! XANDER IN PAIN AS ANDREA LEAPS UP ONTO THE MIDDLE ROPE! ANDREA WAITING FOR THE RIGHT MOMENT AS SHE FLIES THROUGH THE AIR, V-DAY- OH MY GOD! XANDER REVERSES THE DIVING SOMERSAULT SEATED SENTON INTO A SIT-OUT POWERBOMB OUT OF NOWHERE!

Stew-O: Andrea rolling away in a multitude of pain as Xander is slowly pulling himself up onto his feet and waiting for Andrea to get up to her feet, Andrea is up as Xander quickly runs forward! OVERDOSE- ANDREA DUCKS THIS DISCUS PALM STRIKE, ANDREA QUICKLY TACKLING XANDER TO THE GROUND AS SHE BEGINS TO SEND ELBOWS AND FOREARM STRIKES RIGHT TO HIS HEAD TO TRY TO OVERWHELM HIM!

Flannery McCoy: Xander pushing away as both manage to get to their feet, BUT ANDREA MANAGING TO TAKE XANDER DOWN WITH A LEAPING CLOTHESLINE ONCE MORE! She’s waiting for Xander to get up to his feet as Xander stumbles up slowly taking his time, ANDREA WITH A RUNNING BLOCKBUSTER WHICH TAKES XANDER DOWN TO THE GROUND!

Jake Mercer: Andrea has the momentum in her corner as she waits for Xander as he manages to prop himself up onto a knee, VALENTINE’S MASSACRE! HANDSTAND HEADSCISSORS DRIVER CONNECTS ONTO A KNEELING XANDER PAYNE! THE PURE CHAMPION IS DOWN AS ANDREA QUICKLY HOOKS THE LEG AND GOES FOR THE PIN THIS MIGHT JUST BE IT!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!

TTTTTHHHHHRRRRR-

Stew-O: THE REF STOPS! XANDER’S FOOT IS ON THE ROPES! ANDREA DOESN’T SEE IT YET BUT NOW SHE DOES AND SHE’S IN SHOCK, THE PAYNEKILLER LIVES TO FIGHT ON ANOTHER DAY! ‘

Flannery McCoy: Andrea is still slowly rising up to her feet using the ropes as Xander has his leg still on the ropes yet is still purely lifeless as Andrea is up to her feet. Andrea waiting for Xander to get up to his feet though as I think that one way or another she’s looking to finish this matchup off! Xander is up, ANDREA LEAPING UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS! ATOMIC BLONDE-

Jake Mercer: NO! XANDER MANAGES TO KEEP ANDREA IN THE AIR BEFORE THE POISON RANA CAN CONNECT! XANDER SPINNING ANDREA TO HIS FRONT, LAST SEDATION! POP-UP POWERBOMB OUT OF NOWHERE SLAMS ANDREA DOWN TO THE GROUND! ANDREA IS TAKEN DOWN AS XANDER QUICKLY HOOKS THE LEG! THIS MIGHT BE IT RIGHT HERE!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!

TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

(DING! DING! DING!)

(‘It Follows’ plays up as Xander Payne swiftly gets up to his feet. He has a very excited look on his face as he looks down at Andrea before raising his hands in the air, the ref comes over and hands him the PURE Championship as he raises it in the air with a cocky smirk on his face before walking around the ring and continuing his celebration)

Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner… XANDER PAYNE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Stew-O: What a match we just witnessed tonight! Both Xander and Andrea laid it all on the line when it came to who wanted it more heading into both their matches at Operation: Doomsday, but in the end, it was Xander who used his wits to capitalize reversing the Atomic Blonde into the Last Sedation to get the win!

Flannery McCoy: And I am sure he has made a huge statement to his opponent next week Dray Fontana as he beats a former World Champion this week! And now Xander moves on to the free-per-view as confident as ever as now we congratulate him on his win tonight!

(Andrea is seen rolling out of the ring as she grabs her head in frustration watching Xander continue to celebrate around the ring. Xander is on the top rope now looking around at the booing crowd as he raises the PURE Championship up in the air. Dray Fontana can be seen watching the monitor from the back with his arms crossed angrily, Serena Bennett also can be seen looking in the back smirking at the result as that’s the last shot seen as the camera fades out to Commercial Break)

(‘I gave you power’ by Nas begins to play. The intro to the song filled with multiple uses of the N-Word continues until just before the beat drops. The song switches to ’Can I Live’ by Jay-Z. The crowd pops but the socialled distanced audience goes from excited to pure booing as our walks Impact from behind the black curtain.)

Jake Mercer: OH LORD! We got ourselves the one and only Impact! Impact is live and in the flesh here at the Impact Zone! I wonder what he has to say!

(Impact raises his arms as he basks in the hatred before beginning his descent down the entrance ramp. Imp has his ring tights and boots on with a red blazer and a pair of red tint sunglasses on.)

Stew-O: You seem extremely excited to see Impact, huh?

Flannery McCoy: I expect Imp to discuss the fall out from Charlie Marr’s failed funeral attempt he thwarted from last week’s episode. Impact literally hopped out of the casket Charlie brought to mock his career and bashed his head in with a lead pipe.

Stew-O: The animosity that these two gentlemen share isn’t lost on anyone. The disdain they share is abundant and having both these men team up to face Harper Lee and Sarah Price in tonight’s main event could prove to be too much for them to handle.

Jake Mercer: HASS is clearly a more cohesive unit when it comes to teamwork but Imp and Charlie are both former World champions with otherworldly talent and experience. It’s hard to count out Marr or Impact even if they are on the same side both clutching daggers behind their backs ready to stick it in the other’s spine.

(We see Impact enter the ring and be handed a microphone from Stephie Love before Imp dismisses her with a disrespectful “SHOO” motion as his music fades out. Impact paces back and forth until he finds himself in the middle of the ring.)

Impact: They said Charlie Marr buried me last week. I hear the rumblings. I see the smoke and smell the burning trash heap of heresy bellowing from the yokel Twitter nitwits. The neck beard flagrant failures are feverishly crushing the Corning Gorilla glass screens of their iPhone 11 devices with their Cheeto covered thumbs as they root as hard as they can for that knuckle dragging caveman Charlie and his missed shots he has taken at my character. Charlie is a crook, a clown, and a charlatan and I can’t for the life of me respect any man that calls himself a Marr stan. But, I will give the devil his credit. His idea, albeit very tried and worn out of a gimmick as it was, it worked. His ploy to convince the world of my demise actually worked in a weird way. Yeah, I’m man enough to reveal to you people that Charlie Marr DID bury Impact. He did. He buried my old career. Well, he didn’t really do shit but get his head caved in my hours truly. But, he did INSPIRE me to bury my old self myself. So, allow myself to reintroduce…myself!

(Impact snatches his glasses off and tosses them to the side.)

Impact: You are looking at The Remix, now. No retro Imp, no rehashed Imp, no reimagined Imp…just a new man entirely. A new version of myself that you people have never seen previously. A new level unlocked by the master of this game we play and a new energy for the greatest that ever did it. The old Impact people once knew, the old Impact you all loved, that Impact is gone and I refuse to revert back to that man ever again. The chapter is closed on that man’s run but a new one is being written as I speak. Charlie thought he was being clever, funny, and cute by burying me and my name but all he did was take the Impact of the past season and toss dirt over him. I’m the one in control, GAWD contract or not, and I’m the one that officially ended that miserable entity and have birthed a new identity for myself. The Imp that people thought they could take for granted is gone. The Imp that was just a punching bag and a glutton for “over the hill” jokes is gone. The original still has flashes and will never be forgotten. But, the remix will be another classic for those that follow me to copy and steal from. The most influential influencer in this institution is here and Charlie better brace himself for unimaginable pain.

(Impact takes a deep breath and shakes his head.)

Impact: I’m so good. I’m so fucking good. It’s almost like a curse how I find new and inventive ways to find my way back to prominence. They say I fell off in 2020, yet the last two World Heavyweight Champions couldn’t beat me. My ability to create a paradigm shift is obvious to anyone with eyes. I can be seen as someone that has “done nothing all season,” yet even when doing nothing, the former and current World Champions Drake King and Visual Prophet cannot defeat me. Even at my absolute worst, where I’ve done “nothing all season,” I’m still doing that. I’m still the one that flips the script whilst it’s still being jotted. I got the lines you people ignore and act like you can’t see and I do it marvelously. I’m a Daredevil with Deadpool’s shot and anybody crossing this marksman’s path is dead to rights so-

(‘Father Stretch My Hands Pt 1’ by Kanye West begins to tune up. The crowd pops like they did for Imp but turn to boos all the same as the music ramps up.)

Future: IF YOUNG METRO DONT TRUST YOU IMA SHOOT YO-

Kid Cudi: BEAUTIFUL MORNING…YOU’RE THE SUN OF MY MORNING, BABE!!!!!

(Out walks an extremely upset Charlie Marr in his ring attire.)

Stew-O: The Remix just ignited The Lost Disciple was his tag team partner for tonight’s main event begins stomping down the ramp to the ring.

Flannery McCoy: I got to be honest, I get why Charlie is upset given how his plans ended last week with Impact cracking him with that pipe and hitting the Evisceration on him with the pipe wrapped around his throat…HOWEVER

Jake Mercer: I mean, I know where you’re going. Charlie kind of deserved it! He started by trying to literally and verbally bury Imp but THE REMIX WASNT HAVING IT! NGL, guys…I dig THE REMIX!

Flannery McCoy: Oh look, another forced nickname for Jake Mercer to go crazy over.

Jake Mercer: *in lil Wayne voice* ITS THE REMIX BAYBEEEE!!!!

(Charlie slides in the ring as Impact steps back and leans against the ring ropes. Charlie stares directly as Impact as Imp slowly takes his blazer off. Charlie mouths something to Imp as Impact pretends he can’t hear him. Charlie is given a microphone by Stephie Love and slides his thumb across his throat as his music is faded out.)

Charlie Marr: You son of a bitch…

Impact: :troll:

Charlie Marr: …YOU FORGOT TO THANK ME, IMP!

Impact: What?

Charlie Marr: You kind of did in a backhanded way. But, I think with this new reimagining you are taking with this whole “Remix” bollocks…I deserve some REAL gratitude.

Impact: You sound as stupid as you look.

(Charlie’s anger turns to a cheeky smile with a hint of pissed off aggression still in his voice.)

Charlie Marr: I know you love claiming you father’d everybody’s “style” or whatever forced hip-hop jargon you decide to shark as of late…but it seems like you realized that I was the one to birth this new “REMIX” shit that you claim will revitalize your clearly dead career. I mean, it’s evident to me that I’m the one that inspired you. Would you fucking believe it? Impact is finally pulling his weight and trying to step up to the competition! No more lackadaisical Imp, we got the inspired idiot who has definitely lost a step but at least puts up a disguise that makes people think he actually cares about this sport again. All thanks to me! I am mindblown. It is not normal for Charlie Marr to be at a loss for words but Impact might have done it. I am just shocked that he has finally shown some kind of actual effort in the lead up to the match we have scheduled for tonight. When was the last time he did 2 promos? Nevermind three! Nevermind four of you include him coming out here and whining about me dissing him last week and not once speaking on Harper Lee or Sarah a Price. I feel like I am the one letting the team down now, it’s fucking crazy. I really must be bringing the best out of Impact as I have never seen him put in such a huge effort. He must be desperate to impress me and show me that he can return to his old form. Well done, Impact. It’s about fucking time you stopped half-assing everything and put in some work. Let’s get this win.

(Charlie raises his hand as if he wants Impact to hi-five him back. Imp smirks as Charlie’s sarcastic smile turns back to an angry face.)

Charlie Marr: Oh, no love for the man that saved your dead carcass of a career? No support for the man that’s going to carry you to your first main event win in who knows when? No respect for the guy that’s going to grind you up like apple sauce for what you did to me last week?

Impact: You can’t carry my fucking ring boots let alone me in a match.

Charlie Marr: I carried this entire company last season while I was champion while you were bragging about being off your game because you couldn’t maneuver through struggles.

Impact: Me struggling still couldn’t be beaten by Drake King or The Visual Prophet.

Charlie Marr: You brag like a pussy. Viz knocked you out with one elbow and Drake saved you from being beaten. You’re flabby and sick and if you don’t show me the respect I deserve then I will LITERALLY bury you with my bare hands in this fucking ring.

Impact: Do it.

Charlie Marr: Don’t test me, bruv.

Impact: I test whomever whenever. You not even anyone special, just the latest in a long line of losers thinking they will be the one that knocks me off finally.

Charlie Marr: You are a stubborn son of a bitch, you know that? Do you, Imp?

Impact: I’m just a humble motherfucker with a big ass dick.

Charlie Marr: Hilarious.

Impact: You’re right, I’m not all that humble.

Charlie Marr: I tried to do you a favor. You’re clearly out of date when it comes to EAW competition. You don’t fit in with this new generation. That 23 don’t look the same on your back when the front of the jersey says “Wizards” instead of “Bulls”. You want to be Jordan but you not the 96 one. You seven years removed from that prime time shit. You ruined my lovely funeral and are now trying to use that momentum to claim you are now in a resurgence for your zombified career. You refuse to see the writing in the wall, you refuse to acknowledge that this ride you are on has met its end and unfortunately for you i now realize that I will have to take some drastic measures to ensure that you finally get the message.

Impact: That’s interesting, junior. What is it that you propose we do to settle this discrepancy? A game of Go Fish? Maybe we have a hot dog eating contest? Or…

Charlie Marr: I wanna fight, bitch.

Impact: You read my mind.

Charlie Marr: I don’t wanna talk anymore, bruv.

Impact: Nothing left to say but…Operation: Doomsday?

Charlie Marr: Operation: Doomsday…

Impact: You just booked yourself into a real bind, “bruv”.

Charlie Marr: Nah, ill be just fine. It’s you that’s in the compromised position. Impact, you done fucked yo royally. You just picked your last day on this earth and you guaranteed Sienna Jade will be a widow. I’ll gladly bring the death certificate with me at Operation: Dooms-

(‘Debate Scrum’ by Masafumi Takada begins to play. The crowd pops as out steps Harper Lee. Lee is all smiles as Charlie and Impact both take side eye glances at her while still taking quick glances at teach others. Harper is on stage and she also has a microphone.)

Harper Lee: Judging by the way you guys talk about each other, it’s safe to say this will be a cake walk. I would think me and Sarah would have the most animosity ahead of this match seeing as our feud has actual meaning and we are two women fighting for something that matters. Unlike you two, misogynist white males trapped in their insecurities over the fact that Dynasty as its currently constructed doesn’t revolve around them. But, that’s fine. I’ll gladly pick up this much needed win and take the momentum from it into my Specialist title match!

(Harper Lee drops the microphone and begins to walk down the ramp as her music fades out. Suddenly, ‘Land of the Innocents’ by Feathers plays as the socially distanced audience pops once more. Out walks Sarah Price with her Specialist title on her shoulder, her ring attire on, and a microphone in her hands.)

Sarah Price: Well, since everybody seems to have the right to voice their opinion…how about I give it a go? First off, Charlie Marr seriously needs to deep condition that beard. I know the word “entanglement” was a big deal maybe two weeks ago but I guess his face hasn’t gotten the memo that being entangled is out of style. As for Impact, I’m sorry I couldn’t attend your funeral last week but judging by your half measured and lukewarm rebrand as “The Remix”…I must say seems more like a rehash of the same generic crap that you pulled all of season 13. Also, Harper…you claim I was being condescending to you last week. Is that right? Well…let’s see how condescending I sound after I defend my Specialist championship and defeat you at Operation: Doomsday. But first…

*MIC DROP*

Stew-O: It looks like our main event is about to begin, guys!

Jake Mercer: Don’t step over the lead! Impact and Charlie Marr agreed to a match at Operation: Doomsday and I expect it to be another slobber knocker that may steal the show on an already incredibly booked event.

Flannery McCoy: Also, we have a tag team match where the chemistry couldn’t be more off for both sides. Sarah Price and Harper Lee together ahead of their Specialist title match going against Charlie Marr and Impact ahead of their singles match. I expect fireworks in tonight’s main event!

(We get a brief commercial break featuring SEBAS with The Original Big Mouth Billy Bass. The As Seen On Tv advert ends and we return to Dynasty.)

Stephie Love: Our next match is scheduled for…

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!

Stephie Love: And it is a Tag Team match and will be OUR MAIN EVENT OF THE EVENING! Introducing first, currently in the ring…One hails from Tower Hamlets, London, United Kingdom…weighing in at 240 pounds…HE IS CHARLIE MARR!

(Harper Lee climbs the apron as Sarah Price makes her way down the ramp.)

Stephie Love: His partner, hailing from Seattle, Washington…weighing in at 240 pounds…THE REMIX…

Jake Mercer: BAYBEEEEE!!!

Stephie Love: IMPACT!!!!

(Harper Lee watches as Sarah Price slowly walks up the steel stairs as Charlie and Impact are still staring each other down and posturing.)

Stephie Love: AND THEIR OPPONENTS…first, on the apron…hailing from Charlotte, North Carolina…weighing in at 118 pound…THE AMAZING…HARPER LEE!!!!

(Charlie pokes Impact in the chest with his finger as Impact quickly slaps his finger away. Both men get nose to nose as the referee quickly runs over to break them up.)

Stephie Love: AND HER PARTNER…hailing from London, United Kingdom…weighing in tonight at 121 pounds…SHE IS THE SPECIALIST CHAMPION…SARAH PRICE!

(Sarah enters the ring as Harper Lee taps her on the shoulder and motions for her to get on the ring apron. Sarah gives a glare but obliged as Harper is in their corner standing ready. Sarah hands her belt to Stephie Love as she walks ringside. Meanwhile, Impact snd Charlie are being pushed away from each other by the referee as Charlie spits on the ground.)

Charlie Marr: FINE! You start it off you old slag!

Impact: Hit the bench, junior. I got this!

(Impact keeps his eyes on Charlie as Marr continues berating his partner.)

Stew-O: This is already starting off bad for Marr and Imp as Harper Lee and Sarah Price seem able to put their differences to the side way better than their opponents.

(DING! DING!)

Stew-O: Charlie and Imp are still arguing as HARPER LEE CHARGES AT IMPACT WHILE HIS BACK IS TURNED!

Jake Mercer: CLOTHESLINE BY HARPER LEE!

Flannery McCoy: NO! OH, Impact with the ring awareness! He turns in the nick of time and ducks a clothesline by Lee. Lee stops short before reaching Charlie’s corner. Harper turns and KNIFE EDGE CHOP BY IMPACT! Harper Lee covers her chest as Impact grabs her by the back of the head and HEADBUTT RIGHT TO HER SKULL! Harper Lee staggers as Impact rushes in and SPINNING WHEELKICK!

Jake Mercer: Vintage Impact by The Remix himself! Impact gets to his feet and stands over Harper Lee who is flat on her back caught off guard. Harper rolls to her stomach and begins to get to her feet as Impaxt turns to Charlie Marr.

Impact off mic: YOU WATCHING ME, YOU SON OF A BITCH?!

Stew-O: More disrespect your his partner as Impact runs the ropes and catches Harper Lee before she gets back to her feet with a beautiful running bulldog…BAM! Imp drives her head right into the mat!

Flannery McCoy: Impact has the control as he gets back to his feet and gives a cocky grin to Charlie.

Charlie Marr off mic: Thats cute, bruv. Put her away before I put you away.

Impact off mic: Shut your beans with toast eating mouth!

Jake Mercer: Impact and Charlie are more vicious with each other than with their opponents so far. Impact reaches down to grab Harper by the hair and

Flannery McCoy: OH! SMALL PACKAGE! HARPER LEE ROLLS UP IN THE SMALL PACKAGE! COVER!

Referee: OOOOONNNNNNNEEEEE!!!!

TWWWWWW-

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Stew-O: Kick our before the second count by Impact. Harper and Imp roll out of the pin as Impact gets to his feet first. Harper is on one knee as Impact rushes… STEP UP ENZIGURI!

Flannery McCoy: NO! HARPER LEE DUCKS IMPACT’S MANUEVER AS IMPACT CRASHES FLAT ONTO THE MAT! Impact quickly hops off the mat but has his back turned to Harper who quickly wraps her arms around his waist…

Stew-O: Oh my, she can’t possibly do this can she? The 110 pound Harper Lee tried to lift Impact for a German suplex but the 240 pound frame of Imp doesn’t budge! Impact smirks as Harper Lee struggles as Impact turns to Charlie and sticks his tongue out!

Jake Mercer: Impact smiles as he blocks the GERMAN SUPLEX! Imp swings his elbow backwards at Harper’s head as-NO!

Stew-O: HARPER LEE DUCKS THE ELBOW! IMPACT IS NOW FACING HARPER AS SHE DELIVERS A STIFF DROPKICK TO HIS KNEES! IMPACT DROPS TO ONE KNEE AS HARPER LEE GETS BACK UP AND HOOKS HIS HEAD UNDER HER ARMS…IMPACT BEGINS TO RISE AS HARPER LEE LEAPS…TORNADO DDT! HARPER LEE DROPS IMPACT RIGHT ON TO HIS SKULL AS IMPACT ROLLS ON THE GROUND!

Flannery McCoy: Great counter by Harper Lee! Impact didn’t know what hit him as Charlie is on the apron shaking his head! Impact rolls on the mat as Harper Lee gets to her feet. She measures and stalks him before charging him while he sits up and PENALTY KICK TO THE SPIN BY LEE TO IMPACT!

Jake Mercer: The sound of that kick was deafening! If Impact didn’t have back spasms before he just might have them now! Charlie sticks his tongue out at Impact as Imp looks over and stares whilst flinching from the painful kick. Harper grabs Impact by the back of the head and escorts him to his feet as IMPACT BLOCKS HER! IMPACT SLIDES AROUND HER AND HOOKS HER ARMS…THE HAIL MARY!!!!!

Stew-O: NO! HARPER LEE SLIPS RIGHT OUT OF THE FULL NELSON FACEBUSTER AND ROLLS ON THE RING MAT! Impact rushes her but DROP TOE HOLD BY HARPER SENDS IMPACT SMACKING HIS FACE ON THE MAT!

Flannery McCoy: Harper and Impact are holding a competitive match so far as Impact is slowly getting to his feet! Harper gets up first and waits for him. Lee sees her chance and charges Imp…DRAGON FIST!!!

Jake Mercer: OH NO! IMPACT CATCHES HER RIGHT HOOK WITH HIS BARE HAND! IMPACT USES HIS FULL FORCE AND SHOVES HARPER FULL SPEED INTO HER OWN TURNBUCKLE TAG AS IMPACT SPRINTS AT HER AND …

Flannery McCoy: BICYCLE KNEE TO IMPACT FROM HARPER LEE AS SARAH PRICE SCALES THE TOP ROPE!

Jake Mercer: Wait, did Stew say “tag”?!

Stew-O: INDEED I DID AS HARPER LEE HITS IMPACT WITH THE BICYCLE KNEE AS SARAH PRICE STANDS ON THE TOP ROPE! HARPER ROLLS ONTO THE RING APRON AS IMPACT STANDS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING DAZED AND CONFUSED! SARAH PRICE LEAPS OFF THE TOP ROPE, FLYING HIGH, AND BAM! SARAH PRICE CONNECTS WITH A FLYING KNEE TO THE TEMPLE OF IMPACT AS HE FALLS FLAT ON HIS BACK IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!

Charlie Marr off mic: :snoop: God damn it…

Flannery McCoy: HARPER AND SARAH SUPER STRIKING THE REMIX AS SARAH GOES FOR THE COVER!

Referee: OONNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!!!!

TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THREEEE-NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

Stew-O: CHARLIE RUNS IN AND KICKS PRICE OFF IMPACT!

Charlie Marr off mic: GET UP AND FIGHT, YOU GERIATRIC CUNT!

Stew-O: Charlie smack talks Impact after saving him from a potential three count. Impact is rolling on the mat as the referee is forcing Marr back to his corner. Sarah Price has Impact on his hands and knees and is still after him. Impact begins to get to one knee as Sarah grabs his wrist and wraps her leg around his head!

Jake Mercer: LEG DROP DDT DRIVES IMPACT’S HEAD TO THE MAT AGAIN! Imp is in trouble as Harper reluctantly cheers on Sarah. Charlie is in the corner rolling his eyes as Price drags Imp off the ground to his feet. Imp is up and DROPKICK BY SARAH PRICE BACKS IMPACT UP INTO THE RING ROPES TAG BY CHARLIE AS IMPACT BOUNCES OFF THE ROPES AND CHARGES SARAH PRICE!

Stew-O: SARAH LEAPS IN THE AIR AS IMPACT RUSHES HER AND SHE WRAPS HER LEGS AROUND HIS HEAD…HURRICANRANA!!!

Flannery McCoy: …NO! REVERSE BY IMPACT! IMPACT CATCHES HER MID AIR AND POWERBOMBS SARAH PRICE RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! IMP KEEPS HIS HANDS TOGETHER AS SARAH BEGINS FLAILING HER ARMS TRYING TO FIGHT OUT OF THE MOVE!

Jake Mercer: IMPACT LIFTS SARAH PRICE EFFORTLESSLY INTO THE AIR AGAIN AND SLAMS HER RIGHT BACK DOWN WITH A SECOND POWERBOMB AS HE FLATTENS HER! PRICE MIGHT BE OUT COLD FROM THE SHEER FORCE OF THOSE DOUBLE POWERBOMBS AS IMP STANDS TRYING TO GATHER HIMSELF AND CATCH HIS BREATH! IMPACT TURNS TO CHARLIE MARR AND

Impact off mic: How you like that, bitch?!

Charlie Marr off mic: :thefuck:

Stew-O: Impact walks over, plops down, hooks he leg, and goes for the cover on Sarah!

Referee: …

Impact off mic: Count it up…

Referee: You are not the legal man :lupe:

Impact off mic: What do you mean…

(Impact turns to Charlie as Marr yawns and slowly begins to enter the ring.)

Flannery McCoy: My god, Charlie tagged Impact right before he hit those double powerbombs. Charlie Marr is the legal man as Impact gets up and gets right in his partner’s face.

Impact off mic: Are you that fucking stupid? I could have ended this match right there!

Charlie Marr off mic: Listen, you were almost ended had I not stepped in. Move aside and let a real elitist handle this work. Bozo.

Impact: Bozo?!

Jake Mercer: Impact shoulder bumps Charlie but finally makes his way to the ring apron as Charlie shakes his head before dropping down and going for the pin on Sarah.

Referee: ONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!!!!!

TWWWWW-NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Flannery McCoy: All that time wasted by Impact and Charlie has allowed Sarah to find the strength to kick out of that move. Charlie gets up slowly and grabs Sarah by the hair as he gets to his feet. Sarah is swinging faintly at Marr but he isn’t fazed by the weak strikes. Marr hooks Sarah and SNAP SUPLEX DROPS HER RIGHT BACK DOWN!

Stew-O: Charlie rolls to his feet and grabs Sarah by the wrist and helps her back up again as Price still seems hurt by those quick double powerbombs as Charlie grabs her by the head and tilts his own head back as far as possible. HEADBUTT BY CHARLIE SENDS PRICE DOWN FLAT ON HER BEHIND!

Charlie Marr off mic: HEY MR. REMIX…THATS HOW YOU DO A HEADBUTT!

Flannery McCoy: Charlie talking tough to his partner as Impact stares at him blankly.

Stew-O: Price is in a bad situation as Charlie waits for her to get up on her own. Sarah does slowly as she finally rises, she turns and CHARLIE SCOOPS HER UP EFFORTLESSLY BEFORE SLAMMING HER RIGHT BACK DOWN! THE HEADMASTER RITUAL! SPINEBUSTER TO THE SPECIALIST CHAMP CONNECTS AS CHARLIE POPS UP AND SMACKS HIS CHEST WHILE STARING AT IMPACT!

Charlie Marr off mic: PARADIGM SHIFT THAT, GRANDPA!

Flannery McCoy: Sarah is in her back as Charlie walks right up to Impact and sizes him up.

Charlie Marr off mic: I should spit in your face for that shit you pulled last week.

Impact off mic: Charlie, is you slut that fish and chips breath saliva anywhere near me…so help me I will kill you and your next of kin tonight.

Jake Mercer: These two men REALLY do not like each other as Sarah Price begins stirring. Charlie senses this and turns and begins walking towards her.

Flannery McCoy: BIG BOOT BY CHARLIE MARR!!!

Stew-O: NO! SARAH PRICE DUCKS!

Flannery McCoy: SARAH RUNS TO THE ROPES AND BOUNCES OFF THEM! CHARLIE IS CAUGHT OFF GUARD AS SHE RUSHES HIM! MARR GOES FOR AN ARM DRAG…SARAH FLIPS FORWARD AND LANDS ON HER FEET! MARR TURNS AND SARAH GRABS THE BACK OF HIS HEAD…JAWBREAKER BY SARAH PRICE ROCKS CHARLIE MARR!

Stew-O: Sarah Price swings the momentum back to her team’s side as Charlie staggers backwards!

Jake Mercer: SARAH CHARGES…PLOT TWIST! THE RIPCORD KNEE STRIKE CONNECTS AS CHARLIE MARR GOES FLAT BACK AFTER THAT VICIOUS STRIKE!

Flannery McCoy: SARAH PRICE KIPS UP AND TURNS TO SEE HARPER LEE BEGGING TO TAG IN AS SHE SHRUGS HER SHOULDERS AND BRINGS HER OPERATION: DOOMSDAY CHALLENGER INTO THE FIGHR!

*TAG*

Jake Mercer: Price and Lee go and drag Marr to his feet and Irish whip him to the ropes!

*TAG*

Flannery McCoy: IMPACT REACHES IN AND TAGS MARR AS MARR RUNS BACK AT HIS OPPONENTS!

Stew-O: TOTALLY PG MOVE! THE DOUBLE RUNNING KNEE STRIKES CONNECT ON MARR AS IMPACT RUSHES IN AS HE IS NOW THE LEGAL MAN!

Jake Mercer: Vintage Sierra and Sarah Supergirl shit but this time it’s Harper and Sierra! TEAM HASS ON THAT BRITISH ASS!!!!

Flannery McCoy: Wait! IMPACT GRABS SIERRA AND SARAH BY THE BACK OF THE HAIR AND DRIVES THEM OVER THE TOP ROPE AND OUT OF THE RING AS MARR IS ON HIS BACK HOLDING HIS JAW FROM THE DOUBLE KNEE ATTACK!

Stew-O: Sarah is the legal woman and her and Harper Lee crash to the arena floor as Impact backs away from the area they are in and turns to Charlie!

Impact off mic: You foolish flunky! This match would have been over had you not stuck your big British nose where it wasn’t required! I had that blonde cunt dead to rights and you had to ruin it!

(Charlie is rolling to his stomach and pushing off the ground. The referee wants to start counting out Sarah and Harper but tries to get Impact to get back on the apron.)

Stew-O: Sarah and Harper are ringside climbing season they are standing with their heads peeking in via the bottom rope. Charlie begins to get to his feet as he checks his face to make sure he isn’t bleeding. Impact tells the ref to stop bothering him and count out HASS while Impact continues berating Marr!

Referee: ONE!!! TWO!!! THREE!!!

Impact off mic: You ignorant piece of garbage.

Flannery McCoy: OH! IMPACT SLAPS THE BACK OF CHARLIE’S HEAD! Sarah and Harper are still outside the ring but both seem to be watching how Imp and Marr behave!

Referee: FOUR!!! FIVE!!!

Jake Mercer: OH MY GOD! CHARLIE POPS UP AND UPPERCUTS IMPACT! IMPACT’S HEAD TILTS UP AS CHARLIE GRABS HIM BY THE BACK OF THE HEAD, TAKES HIM, AND DRIVES HIM SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE STEEL POST AS IMPACT HITS IT AND ROLLS ONTO THE APRON AND THE RING FLOOR!

Flannery McCoy: AND THERE IT IS! The dream team lasted a lot longer than I expect I can’t lie…

Stew-O: Charlie sees Impact land on the ringside area as Sarah and Harper slowly make their way back into the ring.

Charlie Marr off mic: I can bury you anytime and anywhere you remedial cuck!

Sarah Price off mic: Hey Charlie!

Charlie Marr off mic: :damn~1:

Flannery McCoy: DOUBLE DROPKICK FROM SARAH AND HARPER SENDS CHARLIE FLYING OVER THE TOP ROPE!

Stew-O: CHARLIE AND IMPACT ARE DOWN RING SIDE AS THE REFEREE BEGINS COUNTING!!!

Referee: ONE!!! TWO!!! THREE!!! FOUR!!!

Stew-O: Impact begins stirring as Charlie rises up first. Sarah and Harper remain in the ring as the referee orders Lee back to the ring apron. As she begins moving, Impact sees Charlie out the corner of his eye!

Flannery McCoy: OH MY! IMPACT CLOTHESLINED CHARLIE! MARR IS ON HIS BACK!

Referee: FIVE!!! SIX!!!

Impact off mic: I refuse to let you ruin this win for me!

Referee: SEVEN!!! EIGHT!!

Stew-O: IMPACT BEGINS SLIDING IN THE RING!!!

Referee: NINE!!!

Stew-O: WAIT!

Jake Mercer: LOOK! CHARLIE MARR JUST PULLED IMPACT BACK OUT OF THE RING! Marr drags Impact outside and turns him around…STIFF RIGHT HAND TO THE JAW!

Referee: TEN!!!!

(DING! DING! DING!)

Stew-O: Wait!

(Harper Lee and Sarah stand in the ring, turning to each other, shoulder shrugging and smiling at the outcome.)

Stephie Love: THE REFEREE HAS DISQUALIFIED CHARLIE MARR AND IMPACT FOR FAILING TO ANSWER THE TEN SECOND COUNT OUT…THEREFORE…HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS…SARAH PRICE AND HARPER LEE!!!

Stew-O: This is disappointing but surely not surprising.

Jake Mercer: Don’t call me Shirley but yes this could have been a five star classic in the Tokyo dome had Harper and Sarah not been using mind games to sew disgust in the hearts of their opponents. I guess that’s what makes them such really good heels!

Flannery McCoy: What are you talking about? This was all Charlie and Imp turning a potentially match of the year candidate into a pissing contest where both mean screwed each other out of a win ahead of their match at Operation: Doomsday!

Stew-O: Not to mention they are STILL FIGHTING!

Charlie Marr off mic: YOU WILL DIE, CUNT!

Impact off mic: YOU BEEN ON MY DICK, YOU LOVE MY STYLE!

Stew-O: Charlie and Impact are untethered and relentless in their pursuit of one another OHMYGAWD!

(As Harper Lee and Sarah Price get their hands raised, Charlie Marr and Impact trade blows ringside back and forth until finally EAW security comes rushing out to break them apart.)

Stew-O: It’s madness but what else can you expect when you have one of the most decorated and watched elitists of all time feuding with one of the most dominating elitists of this era? Operation: Doomsday is coming and we will see these two pugilists, Sarah and Harper Lee, and many more huge match ups live on FPV! THIS IS STEW-O…FROM FRIDAY NIGHT DYNASTY…SIGNING OFF!!!!!

(The final shot we see is Sarah Price being given her Specialist title as Harper Lee stares at her and makes a belt motion with her own hands. Meanwhile, ringside, Charlie and Impact are bashing each other’s faces in with stiff closed fists as security desperately tries to separate the pair. Imp cracks Marr as Marr smashes Imp and the crowd is going wild whilst remaining socially distant as the video fades out and the show ends.)

(EAW Logo Buzzes.)