(EAW intro plays.)
(A recap of last week’s episode of Friday Night Dynasty is shown. Michael Machina revels in his first World Heavyweight Championship defense, focusing on Road To Redemption and the Extreme Elimination Chamber. Raven Roberts gets the win over Anna Wautier. Holly Arrow has an interview talking about House of Glass, as Milli Banks comes into the scene, telling her she has a pretty good idea of what’s coming next for her. Kirk Redwood gets the victory over SOSA Henderson. Fire & Ice stamp their claim for singles Championship gold as both Raven and Rex will compete in different Extreme Elimination Chamber matches. Drake King gets the win over David Gideon Smith. BRAE and Anna Wautier have a confrontation, with Anna making a big claim toward the Interwire Championship. Methuselah gets interrupted by a surprising foe in David Gideon Smith, making a claim that the Methuselah of old is long gone, with Methuselah stating that he will live to regret such a claim. In the main event, Methuselah gets the win over KASAI, with David Gideon Smith proceeding to attack him after the match, standing tall to end the show and the recap.)
(The camera then transitions over to show the Lloyd Noble Arena in Norman, Oklahoma. Pyro is seen erupting from the stage as the crowd roars in response to this. The camera goes around to show the atmosphere here tonight, before it lands on the commentary table, where Stew-O, Flannery McCoy, and Jake Mercer are all seen standing by, as they begin to speak.)
Stew-O: The road to Road To Redemption continues, as we welcome you tonight to another jam-packed episode of FRIDAY NIGHT DYNASTY!!!
Jake Mercer: Heh. I see what you did there, because it’s a road… to another road. Good one.
Stew-O: ???
Flannery McCoy: And what a card do we have for you tonight! Anna Wautier and Effy McAvoy face Kirk Redwood and Limmy Monaghan! Mia Santoro faces one-half of the Unified Tag Team Champions in Rex McAllister. SOSA Henderson faces David Gideon Smith. And in the main event, we have a rematch from Pain For Pride one year ago, as World Heavyweight Champion Michael Machina faces Interwire Champion BRAE in a Champion versus Champion spectacle!
Stew-O: But let’s not waste any time, let’s get right into the show!
(Friday Night Dynasty then transitions away from the commentary desk and toward the ring, as Dynasty General Manager Tyrone Montgomery is seen standing by. He has a smile on his face and a microphone in his hand as the crowd cheers loudly for his presence here tonight to kick off the show. As they begin to settle down, it’s not long before he raises his microphone and then proceeds to speak.)
Tyrone Montgomery: How are we doing tonight here in Norman, Oklahoma?!
(The crowd erupts in response to this, as Tyrone raises his microphone in the air, pausing to pander for a brief moment with a delighted expression on his face. He then continues with what he has to say.)
Tyrone Montgomery: Thank you all for joining us for another exciting episode of Friday Night Dynasty, and I promise that I won’t take up much of your time. As you already know, with a monumental House of Glass Marquee Event in the books, we look toward the end of the year and what that has in store for us with our next big extravaganza, in the form of Road To Redemption! There’s a lot to look forward to and a lot already in motion, but I’m sure the one thing that all of you have on your minds is the Extreme Elimination Chamber. Do you agree?
(Once again, the crowd cheers, clearly excited for one of the staple matches of Road To Redemption weekend. After a minute, Tyrone goes on.)
Tyrone Montgomery: This year, along with each brand’s respective World Championship Chamber, there will be a Universal Women’s Championship Chamber, with the winner of Ms. Extreme versus KASAI at The Last Stand next week going on to defend their title there. And with our Champion, Michael Machina, already bracing to face whoever comes his way in the World Heavyweight Championship Chamber, I am here to announce who will be joining him, along with the Dynasty representatives in the Universal Women’s Championship Chamber, some of whom you already know. :mjgrin:
(The crowd gets excited, hearing Tyrone refer to the confirmation last week pertaining to the Unified Tag Team Champions.)
Tyrone Montgomery: Last week, I talked with Raven Roberts, confirming her inclusion in the Universal Women’s Championship Chamber. Along with Rex, who I will get to in a moment, both members of Fire & Ice will be in different Chamber matches this year, hoping to bring World Championships home to the household. But along with Raven, there will be two other members of the roster in the Chamber as well. One of whom, if you have a keen eye, I already had a talk with last week.
(The crowd murmurs in anticipation of who this could be, and it’s not very long before Tyrone breaks the silence.)
Tyrone Montgomery: The two participants joining Raven Roberts are Milli Banks and Holly Arrow!
(The crowd erupts into louder cheers, Milli and Holly obviously having a barnburner match against one another two weeks ago, so their spots are quite well deserved. Tyrone lets them get their reactions in before going on.)
Tyrone Montgomery: As for the World Heavyweight Championship Chamber, along with the Champion Michael Machina, I am also happy to confirm the inclusion of Rex McAllister as well! That leaves four spots remaining for the very best that this place has to offer in terms of talent.
(Tyrone smiles, as he takes a moment to pause, before going on.)
Tyrone Montgomery: And those four people are Kirk Redwood, Drake King, Limmy Monaghan, and Effy McAvoy!
(The crowd erupts at this, and Tyrone is clearly pleased with himself after all that is said and done. He takes a moment before looking to close out his thoughts.)
Tyrone Montgomery: I-
(‘Psycho’ by That’s Outrageous! then begins to play through the speakers of the arena, as Tyrone raises his eyebrow in confusion at this. The camera then goes over to show Effy McAvoy as she makes her way out, followed by EAW Hall of Famer Ahren Fournier, both of them just a little surprised at this announcement of Effy’s inclusion into the Chamber. Regardless, they make their way down the ramp and toward the ring.)
Tyrone Montgomery: Well, uh, Effy, Ahren, glad of you to join me-
Ahren Fournier: SILENCE!
(Ahren and Effy both make their way into the ring, both having a microphone for themselves as Ahren takes a moment to close his eyes.)
Ahren Fournier: Shhh, shhh, shhh, let your GOAT think.
Tyrone Montgomery: :comeagain:
Ahren Fournier: Thou shalt WATCH his tone when in the presence of greatness, Tyrone Montgomery! How DARE you not consult us beforehand when you came to the conclusion to add Effy to the Chamber? AH! AH! Don’t answer that! I know, because we don’t matter to you! You don’t consider my greatness, you don’t consider Effy’s greatness. Your bih ahh is too worried about all your other precious little darlings, do you think Effy McAvoy is disposable?
Tyrone Montgomery: I-
Ahren Fournier: AND SO YOU DO! YOU ADMIT IT! RIGHT OUT OF YOUR LITTLE POTTY MOUTH! THE DISRESPECT FROM YOU IS IMMEASURABLE! GASP! GASP WITH ME, EFFY!
Effy McAvoy: Gasp!
Ahren Fournier: INDEED WE GASP! The GOAT is not going to take this. The GOAT has walked out before, I have QUIT when this place doesn’t treat me the way that I DESERVE! And Effy and I will be more than happy to do that!
Tyrone Montgomery: Ahren… I really don’t understand what you want me to do here. Effy is in the Chamber.
Ahren Fournier: HOW DARE YOU SQUAWK BACK AT ME YOU FOOL-
Effy McAvoy: It’s okay.
Ahren Fournier: Oh.
Effy McAvoy: I… I know I can be a World Champion. I know I can make a difference in this place. Yes, these past couple of months… they’ve been troubling. They’ve brought me down; it’s enough to make anyone leave, but I still want to fight. This Chamber, this is the opportunity that I need. I want this. Ahren, I understand how you feel, and I would never stray away from your guidance, but I think I’m ready.
Ahren Fournier: Well then, if that is the case…
(Ahren takes Tyrone’s hand and forces it into a handshake.)
Ahren Fournier: Pleasure doing business with you!
Tyrone Montgomery: I, uh, okay then… Hopefully that’s-
(Unfortunately for Tyrone, it wasn’t over. ‘Ballad of a Prodigal Son’ by Lincoln Durham begins to play through the speakers of the arena. The crowd gives a mixed reaction as the camera goes over to Kirk Redwood, storming out from the backstage area with a serious expression on his face. He has his eyes completely focused on the ring as he begins to make his way inside, to the disgust of Ahren and the confusion of Effy.)
Ahren Fournier: This was NAWT an invitation, little bald boi!
Kirk Redwood: And I don’t care, we’re in the Extreme Elimination Chamber match, cool, I’m not going to stand here and pout about it. What I’m here to do is fight, and I’m tired of all of you speaking your minds out like your words matter around here, because they don’t. We have a match to compete in, and I’m going to make sure that both of you learn a very stern lesson about who’s going to be winning that Chamber.
Ahren Fournier: Wait, wait… YOU?! YOU THINK THAT YOU?! PERSON I DO NOT KNOW THE NAME OF! IS GOING TO WIN THE CHAMBER?! NONSENSE! FOOLISHNESS! YOU ARE LUCKY THAT JENNIPURR ISN’T HERE BECAUSE THAT IS GROUNDS TO CLAW YOUR EYES OUT!
Kirk Redwood: My business does not concern you; what it does concern is Effy. So-
(‘Number One’ by Shirō Sagisu & Hazel Fernandes begins to play through the speakers as long as the crowd erupts thanks to this.)
Ahren Fournier: OMG! OMG! I AM GOING TO SHOOT SOMEONE! I’M GOING TO DO IT!
(The camera goes over to show Limmy Monaghan as he makes his way out, also with a microphone in his hand, as he’s quick to head down the ramp and toward the ring. He enters inside as he makes his way over, with his theme fading out, he’s quick to speak.)
Limmy Monaghan: Just because you’re in this match doesn’t mean that you deserve this. Let’s make one thing clear.
Kirk Redwood: Excuse me?
Limmy Monaghan: You heard me. And if you don’t get your act straight, then it’s going to cost you. I would know as much, considering, unlike the rest of my contemporaries inside of this ring, I’ve held the World Heavyweight Championship. I know how it feels, and you can be guided by a former Champion all you want, but at the end of the day, it’s on your shoulders, and if you’re not able to handle it, then it’s going to be too late for you.
(Limmy turns to Tyrone, glancing over at the other two opponents in the ring.)
Limmy Monaghan: Thank you for the opportunity. Now, if you don’t mind, we have a match that I am going to win for my team.
(Kirk glares at Limmy, who doesn’t look at him at all. And regardless, Tyrone shrugs his shoulders, turning around and leaving the ring as the other three begin to prepare for their match. After a bit, Friday Night Dynasty then begins to fade to a very brief commercial break.)
(A commercial is shown for In-N-Out Burger featuring Cake Smith.)
(Friday Night Dynasty returns from a brief commercial break as ‘Altair’ by INUWASI is playing through the speakers of the arena. Anna Wautier is seen making her way down to the ring to join the other three in this tag team match. She makes her way inside and heads over to Effy McAvoy, who Ahren Fournier has left to her own devices, as both of them begin to discuss the game plan. And on the other side, Kirk Redwood has taken charge, visibly annoyed by the previous encounter, leaving Limmy on the apron as he watches intently.)
(DING DING DING!)
Stew-O: It’ll be Anna Wautier and Kirk Redwood starting this one off, and it’s not like these two are unfamiliar with one another. At House Of Glass, Anna bested Redwood and Grace De Luca to become number one contender to the Interwire Championship and she’ll be looking to replicate that success tonight in tag team action.
Jake Mercer: Redwood is in no game to play and he immediately swings for Anna, but she rolls underneath his arm! He turns around and Anna with a spinning sole kick this time! She nails him with a forearm, but Kirk eats it. She winds back one more, but Kirk blocks her arm and sends her crashing down to the canvas with an elbow right to the throat!
Flannery McCoy: Wautier coughs out in agonizing pain, trying to work her way up, but Redwood follows with a knee to the body! She falls to the ropes and Kirk hooks his hand under hers, sending her to the ropes, where he quickly follows up with a kitchen sink!
Stew-O: And Anna goes flying over the knee! Kirk drags her back up to her feet and lifts her up in sidewalk slam position, but Anna flips out of it to her feet! He turns around and she immediately leaps into a dropkick to the chest! Redwood staggers backwards but he’s still on the attack…
Jake Mercer: Only to eat another dropkick! This time, he goes down! Anna rolls over and she begins to make the crawl…
(TAG!)
Stew-O: Effy slingshots in and Kirk rises to his feet… and she drives a knee into the side of his head! She brings him down and makes the cover.
ONE!
Flannery McCoy: Quick kickout from Redwood. As he tries to get up, Effy jumps onto his back and applies a sleeper. Kirk grits his teeth, as McAvoy is doing everything in her power to try and wear him out. He reaches out for the ropes, shaking his head, but Effy is still holding tight!
Stew-O: Redwood stumbles backwards and he slams her into the turnbuckles! Effy releases the hold and Kirk runs across the ring, bouncing off into a corner clothesline—no! McAvoy sends the boots piercing into his jaw at the last second! She climbs up to the middle rope and steadies herself, waiting on Kirk to look back up to her…
Jake Mercer: EFFY FLIES OFF THE TOP WITH A HURRICANRANA, DOWN GOES REDWOOD! And on the apron, you can see that Limmy Monaghan is not impressed whatsoever!
Limmy Monaghan: (off-mic) Really, Kirk?
Stew-O: There’s a look of disappointment and disgust on his face, as Effy remains hot on the pursuit. Kirk rises and Effy fires him up with multiple forearm strikes to the head! Redwood falls to the ropes and she takes the wrist for an irish whip, but Kirk counters with one of his own!
Jake Mercer: She wasn’t expecting that whatsoever, and Kirk scoops her up high in the air for a BACKBREAKER! Effy folds over the knee of Redwood and she collapses to the canvas, and now he makes the cover!
ONE!
Stew-O: But it’s a kick out from McAvoy! Nonetheless, looking better than just a couple of moments ago. Limmy extends his hand out, he wants in this match, and Redwood puts his hands on his hips, not pleased with Limmy’s insistence of taking this match into his own hands.
Kirk Redwood: (off-mic) I’ve got it covered.
Limmy Monaghan: (off-mic) Do you?
Flannery McCoy: It looks like Kirk is about to say more, but Effy comes from out of nowhere with a flying forearm to the back of Kirk’s head! He staggers forward and bumps into Limmy who raises his hand just in time—
(TAG!)
Jake Mercer: And he brings himself into this match! Kirk is fallen to a kneeling position against the tunrbuckles, but he’s not happy about that at all! Effy backs up, waiting for Limmy to enter the ring, and she immediately throws a kick! He catches her ankle and spins her around!
Stew-O: High knee to the jaw from Monaghan, then he drops low and sweeps Effy onto her fours! McAvoy wasn’t expecting that whatsoever as she tries to rise up to her feet, but Limmy leaps high in the air with a double foot stomp to the back!
Flannery McCoy: Beautifully executed from Monaghan, but he’s got a combination in mind. He floats over Effy, her torso caught between his legs, as he reaches down for a waistlock and he deadlifts her off the canvas with a bridging german suplex! Good god!
OOONNNNEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTWWWWWOOOOOOOOO!!!
Jake Mercer: KICK OUT FROM MCAVOY! But Monaghan is rocking right now, and Redwood doesn’t look happy about it on the apron whatsoever! Limmy turns around and watches Effy roll away and begin to recover. She leans against the turnbuckles, grimacing.
Stew-O: Monaghan runs forward for a flying clothesline—NO! Effy moves out of the way and Limmy goes face-first into the turnbuckles! He stumbles back and Effy responds with a backstabber! Limmy goes down, holding his back in pain! She crawls up and tumbles forward, looking to Wautier!
(TAG!)
Flannery McCoy: These two are clearly on the same page much more than Monaghan and Redwood, and that’s shown as Wautier enters the ring and she helps Effy pull Limmy to his feet. Both women send him across the ring with an irish whip…
Jake Mercer: And they waste no time soaring into a beautiful double dropkick! Four feet flying into the body of Monaghan, as he goes down and Effy rolls out, while Wautier makes the cover!
OOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTWWWWWWW—
Stew-O: Before Limmy has the chance to kick out at two, the pin is broken up with a stomp to the back of Wautier from Redwood! The referee warns Kirk and tells him to get out of the ring, and Wautier kneels up, shaking her head, meanwhile…
Flannery McCoy: I think Monaghan is actually pissed off that Redwood broke that pin for him! He’s certainly capable of still kicking out at this point in the match!
Jake Mercer: Nonetheless, that was a heavy stomp from Redwood and it’s caused some complications to the back of Wautier. She’s trying to get up to her feet, but Limmy quickly snags her into a gutwrench and wastes no time, hoisting her up for a GUTWRENCH POWERBOMB!
Stew-O: And he sits with it, prompting Limmy to follow up with a pinfall of his own!
OOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Flannery McCoy: KICK OUT FROM WAUTIER! You can see the contrast between the two teams right there, Effy trusts Anna to kick out—meanwhile Kirk and Limmy are playing a mental game with one another!
Stew-O: Limmy rises to his feet and he grabs Anna by the hair, and for a moment, pauses to turn back to Redwood.
Kirk Redwood: (off-mic) Come on Limmy, tag me in! She’s hurt!
Limmy Monaghan: (off-mic) Fuck off. I don’t need your help.
Jake Mercer: He grabs Anna in a front facelock, BUT ANNA QUICKLY BRINGS HIM DOWN WITH AN INSIDE CRADLE WHEN HE WASN’T EXPECTING IT!
OOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Flannery McCoy: Monaghan quickly pushes her off! He scrambles up to his feet, but Anna is waiting for him with a gamengiri! That landed right on the nose of Monaghan and he staggers backwards, looking to try and throw a follow-up shot in time…
(TAG!)
Stew-O: ONLY FOR REDWOOD TO TAG HIMSELF IN! Kirk swings into the ring and Anna is still trying to recover in her own right, and Redwood knows that! He bounces off the ropes! ‘LETHAL ROUND!’ THE LARIAT TURNS HER INSIDE OUT!
Jake Mercer: Kirk rolls Anna over and he makes the cover, staring at Monaghan the entire time, and I’m with Limmy! THIS IS BEYOND DISRESPECTFUL!
OOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRR—
Flannery McCoy: EFFY BREAKS IT THIS TIME! AND LIMMY SAW HER ENTER THE RING THAT ENTIRE TIME! HE COULD’VE STOPPED HER FROM BREAKING THE PIN AND WON THEM THIS MATCH!
Stew-O: But he wants for Kirk to be taught a lesson, and as Limmy is going to exit the ring, here comes Effy with a big boot to the side of the head that sends him flying out through the middle rope! McAvoy taking no prisoners, and just because Monaghan didn’t stop her doesn’t mean he’s not her opponent!
Jake Mercer: Limmy tumbles to the floor, not expecting that. Meanwhile, Effy takes the ropes and she’s waiting on Limmy on the outside to rise to his feet… and that’s exactly what he does!
Stew-O: SLINGSHOT PLANCHA TO THE OUTSIDE BRINGS MONAGHAN DOWN! MCAVOY CLEARS OUT MONAGHAN, AND NOW WAUTIER HAS A CHANCE TO CAPITALIZE!
Flannery McCoy: Redwood sneers as he looks outside the ring, but he’s still up to his feet before Wautier and he slowly pulls her up. He hooks the waist and tries to lift her upside down to wrap this one up with ‘Down To Hell’ but Wautier slips free!
Jake Mercer: Kirk quickly spins back around to her! ‘PARADISE KISS!” WAUTIER WITH THE HEADBUTT! AND DOWN GOES REDWOOD! HE CAN’T EVEN COMPREHEND WHAT JUST HAPPENED! ANNA RISKING HER BODY FOR THAT ONE!
Flannery McCoy: And she collapses on top of Kirk, making the cover immediately afterwards!
OOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRR—
Stew-O: KICK OUT FROM REDWOOD! How close was that?! Wautier rolls off of Kirk, still clutching at her forehead—but she sees an opening to wain this match! She crawls to the turnbuckles and watches Kirk start to crawl towards her as well…
Flannery McCoy: All he sees is the soles of Wautier! He doesn’t know she’s setting up for a move at the turnbuckles, and she places her hands on the top rope! Redwood slowly rises to his feet and she leaps up! ‘BELLE PAPILLION!’
Jake Mercer: NO! LIMMY GRABS HER ANKLE OFF THE ROPES AND HE TRIPS HER DOWN! WAUTIER FALLS RIGHT ONTO THE BACK OF HER HEAD! And Redwood staggers to the turnbuckles, not expecting that!
(TAG!)
Flannery McCoy: Monaghan tags himself in again and he quickly pulls Wautier up to her feet and he throws her to the ropes! He pops her up high in the air! ‘EXCALIBUR!’ RIGHT ON THE BACK OF HER NECK! WAUTIER ISN’T MOVING! AND LIMMY HOOKS THE LEGS FOR THE COVER!
OOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Stew-O: EFFY IS ROLLING BACK IN TO BREAK THE PIN! BUT REDWOOD SEES HER AND HE ACTUALLY RUNS OVER TO STOP HER!
TTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE—
Jake Mercer: BUT IT DOESN’T MATTER! EFFY TACKLES REDWOOD INTO THE PIN, USING ALL OF HER BODY TO FORCE THE BREAK! Limmy rolls off, caught by Redwood’s back crashing into the back of his head! He shakes his head, and looks at Redwood who is trying to recover with disappointment on his face.
Limmy Monaghan: (off-mic) You can’t do anything right, Kirk! You have one job! ONE JOB!
Stew-O: Limmy is berating Redwood, who is trying to recover, meanwhile, Effy is pulling Anna to their corner! She exits to the apron and tags herself in!
(TAG!)
Kirk Redwood: (off-mic) Focus on the match, YOU IDIOT!
Flannery McCoy: Redwood has had enough of Limmy and he aggressively SHOVES him backwards! RIGHT INTO MCAVOY, WHO LEAPS ONTO THE SHOULDERS AND BRINGS HIM DOWN WITH A POISON RANA! LIMMY GETS SPIKED ON HIS NECK!
Jake Mercer: Effy stumbles up and Kirk snarls at her, as he charges into a lariat! She ducks under just in time and spins him around! Enzuigiri! Redwood is somehow still up on his feet, but for how long?! Effy rises to her feet and she grabs him by the wrist, spinning him out!
Stew-O: ‘THE CLIMAX!’ THE RIPCORD KNEE STRIKE CONNECTS! AND REDWOOD GOES DOWN! He rolls underneath the bottom rope, not even showing much signs of life! Meanwhile, Monaghan is getting up behind her!
Flannery McCoy: HE GRABS EFFY IN A WRIST-CLUTCH OF HIS OWN! AND HE RIPCORDS HER OUT! HE WANTS A RIPCORD VARIANT OF ‘DIABLE JAMBE’ BUT SHE MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! She holds onto the wrist and brings him down into a roll-up!
OOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE—
Jake Mercer: Limmy breaks free of that wrist control Effy had on him as he kicks out just in time! Limmy looks at the referee for a second, trying to confirm that it was a two count, meanwhile Effy is still on the attack!
Stew-O: SHE SPIKES HIS HEAD IN WITH ‘STORYBOOK ENDING!”
Flannery McCoy: MONAGHAN MOVES AT THE LAST SECOND! EFFY LANDS HARD ON HER FOOT! THAT’S HOW MUCH FORCE SHE THREW WITH THAT! She turns around to Monaghan!
Jake Mercer: ROLLING ELBOW STUNS HER! She bounces off the ropes, only to collapse at the knees of Limmy! He grabs her by the head and tucks it in, and then he lifts her upside down and cradles the legs…
Stew-O: ‘ASCALON!’ THE GOTCH-STYLE PILEDRIVER CONNECTS! RIGHT ON THE SKULL OF MCAVOY! AND LIMMY ROLLS EFFY OVER FOR THE COUNT!
OOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Flannery McCoy: ANNA WAUTIER DIVES INTO THE BREAK! THIS ONE IS STILL GOING THANKS TO WAUTIER, AND MONAGHAN CAN’T BELIEVE IT!
Jake Mercer: THAT SHOULD’VE BEEN IT, BUT REDWOOD HAS DROPPED THE BALL AS A PARTNER FOR MONAGHAN TONIGHT!
Stew-O: You can’t be serious with that! Limmy has been hostile and untrusting of Kirk since this one has started, and that’s been their downfall! Limmy rolls away, still exhausted…
Flannery McCoy: Wautier crawls towards McAvoy, trying to drag her to the turnbuckle and make the tag just as she did for her, but Limmy spots this!
Jake Mercer: ‘DIABLE JAMBE!’ TO WAUTIER AS SHE’S TRYING TO DRAG MCAVOY UP! AND ANNA IS LAID OUT OVER THE BOTTOM ROPE! THAT LEAVES THE OPPORTUNITY FOR LIMMY TO MAKE AN EXAMPLE OUT OF EFFY AHEAD OF THE EXTREME ELIMINATION CHAMBER!
Stew-O: He pulls Effy up to her feet, her back to him as he bounces off the ropes, aiming his elbow! We know what comes next—
(TAG!)
Jake Mercer: WHAT THE HELL?!
Flannery McCoy: KIRK REDWOOD JUST TAGGED HIMSELF IN! HE’S HAD ENOUGH OF LIMMY MAKING THIS MATCH ABOUT HIMSELF!
Limmy Monaghan: (off-mic) WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!
Kirk Redwood: (off-mic) I have one job, right? I’m gonna finish this match myself. You’ve done enough—
(Kirk tries to step forward to grab the stunned McAvoy, but Limmy places his hand on his shoulder and he quickly snaps him around.)
Limmy Monaghan: (off-mic) To hell with that you are, you haven’t done anything valuable for us this entire match—you don’t deserve the glory of stealing MY pinfall, MY victory, when it is clear that they are both in that position because of ME!
(Redwood snarls at Limmy, and the two start to butt heads, and the referee tries his best to break the two up and get them to focus on the match.)
Kirk Redwood: (off-mic) I could’ve had this one over with a long time ago if you focused on actually trying to be a partner and not making this about you—
Stew-O: MCAVOY BACK TO HER SENSES! AND SHE RAMS REDWOOD INTO MONAGHAN! O’CONNOR ROLL! AND SHE BRIDGES BACKWARDS TO MAKE IT EVEN HARDER FOR KIRK TO KICK OUT!
OOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Jake Mercer: LIMMY LEAPS—
Flannery McCoy: —BUT HE PULLS BACK AT THE LAST SECOND!
(DING DING DING!)
Stephie Love: Here are your winners of this match, EFFY MCAVOY AND ANNA WAUTIER!
(Anna is still trying her hardest to recover from that knee to the side of her head as she hears the bell ring, and sees the referee helping Effy up to her feet. Effy raises her arms up in triumph, meanwhile the referee goes over to assist Anna as well. She rises to her feet and the referee takes their wrists, raising both of their arms up. Wautier and McAvoy share a nod, and while there’s no overwhelming celebration amongst the two—their victory is certainly acknowledged by one another.)
Stew-O: Big win for Effy McAvoy and Anna Wautier, who both have a lot to look forward to as Road To Redemption approaches! As for Monaghan and Redwood… I’m sure there’ll be more where that came from in the Extreme Elimination Chamber.
Jake Mercer: But they really could’ve gotten some valuable momentum here! If only Redwood was able to listen to Limmy, allow him to take charge and—
Flannery McCoy: Limmy had the opportunity to break that pin and he didn’t take it. For him, I think it’s deeper than winning the match, but breaking Redwood down.
(Kirk is still kneeling, trying to figure out where to go next after losing in that fashion… he looks up to Limmy with fury in his eyes, and Limmy folds his arms.)
Limmy Monaghan: (off-mic) My suspicions were right all along. Just because you’re in the match doesn’t mean you’re suited for the opportunity.
(Redwood is about to rise and get in his face, but Limmy is already backing to the ropes with a smug smirk on his face.)
Limmy Monaghan: (off-mic) Face it, Kirk. You’ll never be ready to have my spot—or even anything remotely close to it.
(He swings out of the ring and Redwood is left to stand in the ring by himself, as Limmy makes his way up the ramp; feeling good about himself even in defeat.)
(Backstage, the camera cuts to Mia Santoro fluffing out her hair, the Specialists title draped along her shoulder. Approaching her is Michael Belfort, who comes into frame with his classic microphone in hand.)
Michael Belfort: Hello—
Mia Santoro: AHH!!
(SMACK!!)
Michael Belfort: W-WHOA!!!
(Michael nearly falls and pops down onto his ass! He’s able to recover, but there’s a stinging red mark on his left cheek. He grimaces and rubs the area, whereas Mia frowns, not at all apologetic.)
Mia Santoro: Seriously!? Since when the hell were you the kind to be a freakin’ creep?
Michael Belfort: M-my apologies, Mia. I just wanted to see if I could get a few words from you before your match in a few minutes!
Mia Santoro: Well, first off: you don’t get to pick out my camera time, alright? When I want to talk to you, or any of these repetitive, boring interviewers, I’ll request you. Secondly…
(She rolls her eyes.)
Mia Santoro: You ruined my pre-match routine. Now if something happens, I’m going to be putting all of the blame on you, and so help me God, Michael…
(She takes a few steps toward him. Michael bursts out into a sweat, shaking his head and pleading.)
Michael Belfort: I’m sorry! It was all a complete accident, I swear! Just, please, no need for anymore violence. :wow:
(Mia huffs. However, a cruel smirk surfaces as she takes in Michael’s desperate sight. She snickers and rubs her hand.)
Mia Santoro: Alright. Since you damn near look like you’re about to piss in your pants, I guess it wouldn’t hurt to give you a minute or two. Make it quick, though—I just know my music is about to hit soon.
Michael Belfort: I will, I’ll keep things brief. Road to Redemption is approaching as it’s about a month away now, and once again, you have been on a tear as champion. You are now on month five of your reign, and of course, this entire run has been nothing short of vindication for you. How are you feeling currently with how everything’s been progressing?
Mia Santoro: Do I really need to elaborate? I mean, come on now: you’re not stupid, and neither are these people. By this point, I am making all of my critics silent. The jokes have died down, my challengers have become pitifiul laughingstocks in their own right, and at this point, everyone knows better than to treat me like some second-class competitor. I have proven without a shadow of a doubt that I am the best, and I am easily becoming one of the greatest champions to have ever hold this title… but of course, I’m not satisfied with that. I want to be THE best, and Road to Redemption is looking like one more event for me to conquer in so that I can make that a bold-faced fact that everyone will accept.
Michael Belfort: Of course, and with that comes the idea of who your next challenger could be. Do you have anyone in particular you may want to face?
Mia Santoro: In particular? No. Even if I did, I mean, why would I care about that? I’m not interested in having any dream matches or going toe-to-toe with the “best” women on the roster. I’m the champion. I’m the leader. I’m the head bitch in charge, and everyone else is right behind me, Michael. Besides, it’s not like there are many women here who are impressing, anyways. If anything, I think I’ll kick my feet up and wait for one of these pathetic little dogs to crawl toward me and grovel, unless either ARIA or Saori want to come by for seconds.
(She snorts.)
Mia Santoro: But that’s not gonna happen. People sure did think that match was gonna be a curveball thrown my way, but instead, I hurled that bitch right back into their faces, and here I am, continuing on with my reign as the Specialists Champion. At this point, it’s becoming less about me being able to defend this title, and more so who’s actually gonna step up to the plate and beat me? But, we know by know the latter ain’t gonna happen. I’ll be a good girl, bide my time and wait. However, to any of the girls who want to come after me? Just look at my past three title defenses and really ask yourself this: am I capable of beating Mia Santoro?
(She giggles.)
Mia Santoro: And if the answer is ‘no’, then don’t waste my time or yours. You’re just gonna end up disappointed.
Michael Belfort: Alright. So—
Mia Santoro: Aht, aht, aht! No more questions, Michael. You got what you wanted.
Michael Belfort: But—
Mia Santoro: Do you want another smack to that god-awful fuckin’ face of yours??
Michael Belfort: 🤐
Mia Santoro: Thought so.
(Sure enough, Mia listens out and her theme song is playing. She smirks and dusts off her title before walking off.)
Mia Santoro: It could always be worse! You could end up like how Rex is going to once I’m done with him!
(Mia leaves. Michael looks on, disturbed and still in a bit of pain. He rubs his cheek.)
Michael Belfort: Ow……
(And from there, the shot fades away, bleeding into the ringside area.)
(‘cult leader’ by KiNG MALA blares through the speakers. The crowd reacts in boos as Mia Santoro comes out. The Specialists Championship wrapped around her waist. She is her smug and confident self, who proceeds to talk shit to the crowd.)
Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING MATCH IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!!!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!!!
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST…FROM KEY WEST, FLORIDA…SHE IS THE EAW SPECIALISTS CHAMPION… ‘THE OBSESSION’…MIA SANTORO!!!!!!
Stew-O: At House of Glass, Mia Santoro retained the Specialists Championship against Saori Aizen and ARIA. It seems like whenever things haven’t looked good for her, Mia has managed to prove all of the critics wrong and slip out of these title defenses with her reign still intact.
Flannery McCoy: She’s held onto that title since Pain for Pride, Stew. That was her SECOND Triple Threat Match of this reign. That deserves a tremendous amount of credit there, but it kind of makes you think —with Road to Redemption around the corner, could her luck run out?
Jake Mercer: She’s not lucky, Flann and Stew! She is that good! That’s the Specialists Champion! Mia Santoro is smart, crafty and unpredictable! The competition that was thrown right in front of her has underestimated her and that’s on them! Not Mia!
(‘In My Blood’ by The Score plays as the crowd rises to their feet. Rex McAllister comes out with the Unified Tag Team Championship wrapped around his waist. Raven Roberts follows shortly after as she hypes up Rex. Rex is confident and calm. A clear focused look on his face.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING HER OPPONENT…BEING ACCOMPANIED TO THE RING BY ONE-HALF OF THE EAW UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS…REPRESENTING FIRE & ICE…FROM ATLANTA, GEORGIA…WEIGHING IN AT 238 POUNDS…HE IS THE OTHER HALF OF THE EAW UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS… ‘THE LIONHEART’…REX MCALLISTER!!!!!!
Stew-O: Rex McAllister and Raven Roberts retained back at House of Glass as well! They are looking into wrapping up 2025 still as Unified Tag Team Champions! Who will be the next to step up to them? We’ll have to see!
Flannery McCoy: That’s a question I have in my mind. Last week, we saw Raven Roberts defeat Anna Wautier on Dynasty! This week, Rex McAllister goes against the Specialists Champion! Another fellow champion on the Dynasty brand!
Jake Mercer: Probably one of the best Specialists Champions that we’ve had in recent memory! Now, Rex is a Hall of Famer and one of the best in this company, but Mia Santoro is a killer! She is unpredictable for Rex who may not be able to handle that!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: This match is underway as Mia Santoro and Rex McAllister lock up! Rex pushes back Mia to the vertical set of ropes as Mia yells for the referee to back Rex away! The referee does just that as Rex is cooperative! Once Mia seems to be ready, Rex goes right after her, but Mia ducks her head through the middle rope! She tells Rex to back away! He does that once again! But, you can tell that he’s not amused by this whatsoever!
Flannery McCoy: The Specialists Champion is taking all the time in the world to start this match! She gets her head back inside the ring! She hands her fists in a fighting stance! She and Rex McAllister circle each other, looking for a lock up! Mia circles to the back of Rex, grabbing him by the waist! But, Rex reaches behind Mia and applies a headlock! Mia slides her head out of Rex’s head lock! She pushes him forward, but the former World Champion turns around as connects with a palm strike to the chest of Rex!
Jake Mercer: Rex McAllister is unphased by Mia Santoro’s palm strike! Mia yells at Rex before connecting with another palm strike! BUT, REX DOESN’T RESPOND TO THAT! SHE USES BOTH OF HER HANDS TO BEGIN SLAPPING EACH OF REX’S PECS! REX IS AMUSED BY THE SITUATION AS HE LOOKS AROUND TO THE CROWD AND RAVEN ROBERTS!
Stew-O: BUT, MIA SANTORO CONNECTS WITH A HUGE SLAP ACROSS REX MCALLISTER’S FACE! MIA IS COMPLETELY FIRED UP! SHE GOES FOR ANOTHER SLAP ACROSS REX’S FACE — BUT REX MANAGES TO CATCH HER WRIST!
Crowd: YOU FUCKED UP! YOU FUCKED UP! YOU FUCKED UP!
Flannery McCoy: It seems like Mia Santoro might be seconds away from looking at those pearly gates!
Jake Mercer: Rex McAllister lifts her up and battery rams her to the turnbuckle at the corner! Mia Santoro colldies spine first to the turnbuckle as Rex begins to connect with a series of shoulder thrusts to the ribs! He backs away as Mia stumbles forward! Rex connects with a hiptoss that sends ‘The Obsession’ forward into a seated position! Rex follows that up with a sliding forearm to the back of her head as that knocks her to the side! Rex goes for the first pin fall attempt of the match!
OOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Stew-O: Mia Santoro with a kick out! Rex McAllister sits Mia up before connecting with some stiff knees to the spine of the Specialists Champion! He grabs Mia’s arms and pulls them back, making sure that his knee continues to apply pressure to her spine! Mia begins to cry out in pain! Early on, she fnds herself in a situation that she does not want to be in! BUT, MIA REFUSES TO BACK DOWN! SHE MANAGES TO PULL ONE OF HER ARMS AWAY FROM REX BEFORE TURNING HERSELF AROUND AND NAILING A FOREARM TO THE FACE OF THE UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPION!
Flannery McCoy: Mia Santoro flings on top of Rex McAllister connecting with a series of left and right punches to the face! SHE BEGINS TO CLAW REX’S FACE WITH THOSE SHARP MANICURED NAILS! THE REFEREE PULLS HER AWAY!
Jake Mercer: Mia Santoro is yelling at the referee! It might as well be a conspiracy against her! If Rex were to have used his own manicured nails to claw Mia’s face, the referee would have been okay with that, right? 🙄
Stew-O: Two wrongs don’t make a right, Jake! :wtf:
Flannery McCoy: Well, the referee separates Mia Santoro from Rex McAllister! Mia stomps on the downed body of ‘The Lionheart!’ Rex is trying to get himself back to his feet, but Mia stomps on the spine of Rex that plops him down once more! Mia grabs Rex in a front headlock as she clubs her fists to his spine! She connects with some knees to his gut, trying to weaken him! She backs away to the ropes, rebounds off of them and connects with a swinging neckbreaker as she quickly goes for the cover!
OOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTT–
Jake Mercer: Rex McAllister with a kick out! Mia Santoro is demanding for the referee to count faster! There may be some unfair counting there! This match might be rigged for Rex to win! Can’t you believe that?
Stew-O: I find that hard to believe, Jake! Mia Santoro grabs Rex McAllister up, getting him from the nape of his neck before throwing him head first to the turnbuckle! His head bounces back as Mia connects with a knee to the back of Rex’s skull as that knocks him back to the turnbuckle! Rex turns himself around as Mia applies a foot choke! Rex’s throat is being pressed against the BOTTOM TURNBUCKLE AS SHE HOLDS HIM THERE! MIA DEMANDS FOR THE REFEREE TO BEGIN HIS COUNT!
Referee: (off-mic) ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! STEP AWAY, MIA!
Flannery McCoy: Mia Santoro steps away! She allows for Rex McAllister to get to his feet! She begins to back away! Her sight never leaves Rex! SHE CHARGES RIGHT AT HIM WITH A METEORA TO HIS CHEST! THIS CAUSES REX TO STUMBLE FORWARD AS MIA NAILS HIM WITH THE ‘KILLING MOON’ —THE ROLLING WHEEL KICK TAKES REX DOWN!
(Mia Santoro is oozing confidence. The crowd is booing her as she extends her hands out, embracing the reception of the crowd.)
Jake Mercer: Mia Santoro sees that Rex McAllister is showing signs of getting to his feet, but she stops Rex in his tracks with a thrust kick! She runs the ropes, rebounding off of them and gets stopped in her tracks with a jumping high knee strike from the Unified Tag Team Champion! That took Mia off guard there! Mia drops down to her knee before lifting her up and connecting with a gutbuster!
Stew-O: Mia Santoro holds onto her stomach, folding forward as Rex McAllister picks her up and whips her to the turnbuckle at the corner! Rex charges right at the Specialsits Champion with a body splash as that causes Mia to stumble forward! Rex manages to lift her to her feet and connect with a spinning side slam before going for the cover!
OOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: Mia Santoro kicks out! Rex McAllister gets to his feet! He picks up Mia before connecting with a front suplex, setting ‘The Obsession’ on the top rope! Rex is going to the corner! His body is faced towards Mia, who is trying to pick her head up and balance on the rope! BUT, REX FLIES FROM THE TURNBUCKLE AND CONNECTS WITH A GIANT KNEE DROP ON TOP OF MIA’S HEAD! SHE COLLAPSES TO THE FLOOR! YIKES!
Jake Mercer: MIA SANTORO SEEMS TO BE LOOPY AT THE MOMENT! REX MCALLISTER GETS THE SPECIALISTS CHAMPION TO HER FEET BEFORE POPPING HER UP AND CONNECTING WITH A LUNGBLOWER! A POP UP LONG BLOWER ON THE CHAMPION! IF THE LUNGS OF MIA HAVE NOT CAVED IN YET, THEY JUST DID!
Stew-O: If I were Rex McAllister, I would wrap up this match here! He backs to the ropes, rebounding off of them before running towards Mia Santoro, who has begun to show signs of getting to her feet – ‘The Rex Effect!’ The floatover tornado + jumping even flow ddt combination! The nice combination that has put away so many Elitists throughout his Hall of Fame career!
Flannery McCoy: BUT, MIA SANTORO ROLLS OUT OF THE RING AT THE LAST SECOND! YOU CAN SEE THE SPECIALISTS CHAMPION CACKLING UP A STORM! SHE KNOWS THAT SHE MAY HAVE OUTSMARTED THE VETERAN HERE! SHE KNEW THAT IF REX MCALLISTER HIT ‘THE REX EFFECT,’ SHE WOULD HAVE BEEN DONE FOR!
Jake Mercer: BUT, REX MCALLISTER IS NOT LOOKING TO WASTE ANY TIME IN THIS MATCH UP! HE HOPES OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH A CROSSBODY ON MIA SANTORO AS THAT TAKES HER DOWN! HOW IS THAT FAIR?? :wtf:
Stew-O: IT’S A WRESTLING MOVE, JAKE! :wtf:
Flannery McCoy: Jake is on his ‘Mia Santoro’ conspiracy thing tonight! This is what happens when we give him five shots of espresso in his Starbucks holiday drink! His mind begins to race with some of the most ridiculous things possible! Rex McAllister picks up Mia Santoro and connects with a release suplex on the apron! Mia goes down! Rex gets Mia by the nape of her neck before throwing her to the barricade! Rex begins to stomp on the Specialists Champion before getting her in a straight position! HE CONNECTS WITH A SHARP KNIFE EDGE CHOP TO THE CHEST! MIA SHRIEKS IN RESPONSE! THIS ONLY ENCOURAGES REX TO GO FOR ANOTHER KNIFE EDGE CHOP! MIA COLLAPSES DOWN TO A KNEE! BUT, REX PICKS HER UP BEFORE GOING FOR ANOTHER KNIFE EDGE CHOP TO THE CHEST —
JAKE MERCER: BUT, MIA SANTORO DUCKS OUT OF POSITION AT THE LAST SECOND! REX MCALLISTER STUMBLES FORWARD AS MIA PUSHES HIM, SO HIS STERNUM COLLIDES WITH THE EDGE OF THE BARRICADE! MIA SLIDES TO REX, CONNECTING WITH A CHOP BLOCK TO THE BACK OF HIS KNEE! THIS TAKES THE UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPION DOWN TO A KNEE! MIA THROWS REX INTO THE BARRICADE! REX’S RIBS GOT HIT IN THE PROCESS AS MIA CLUBS HIM LEFT AND RIGHT WITH FISTS TO THE SPINE TO BRING HIM DOWN EVEN MORE!
(Mia Santoro darts her head to Raven Roberts, who has kept a distance as she looks and roots for Rex McAllister to bounce back. Mia points her index finger at Raven, telling her to stay back and away from her.)
Stew-O: I doubt that Raven Roberts will do anything to step into the match! I think that she has a ton of faith in Rex McAllister to get the job! But, I know it’s difficult for her to watch! Especially, when you have someone like Mia Santoro, who is not afraid to call it like it is, facing him! Mia gets Rex and slams him face first on the edge of the apron! Then, she lifts him up on the apron before getting herself on the apron as well! I’m not sure what Mia is looking to do here?
Flannery McCoy: Mia Santoro waits for Rex McAllister to show signs of getting to his knees before she charges right at him with a meteora in the face! This knocks the Unified Tag Team Champion down! Mia rolls Rex back inside the ring! She slides back into the ring as well as she runs right after Rex, who tries to pick himself up and connects with a shining wizard! This takes ‘The Lionheart’ back down! Mia goes for the cover!
OOOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: Rex McAllister kicks out! I swear, that referee was slow with his counting there! You can see the frustration on the face of our Specialists Champion! This is where Mia Santoro is going to be at her most dangerous! SHE WAITS FOR REX TO RISE TO HIS FEET BEFORE RUNNING TO THE ROPES SPRINGBOARDING OFF OF THEM AND CONNECTING WITH A SPRINGBOARD CUTTER! SHE CALLS THAT ‘WOLFSBANE!’
Stew-O: But, Rex McAllister is not going to allow for that to happen! He remains still as Mia Santoro tries to bring the former World Champion down with the cutter! BUT, SHE REMAINS FROZEN IN THE POSITION! INSTEAD, REX RESHIFTS A BIT BEFORE TAKING MIA DOWN WITH A PENDULUM BACKBREAKER! MIA FOLDS LIKE AN ACCORDION! NOW, REX PICKS HER UP AND FOLLOWS THAT UP WITH A BELLY-TO-BACK FACEBUSTER! MIA IS HOLDING ONTO HER RIBS! THE UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPION IS COMING BACK INTO THIS MATCH UP! REX GETS MIA AND THROWS HER BACK TO THE HORIZONTAL SET OF ROPES! SHE REBOUNDS OFF OF THEM, NOT BEING ABOUT TO CONTROL HERSELF AS REX CONNECTS WITH A DROPKICK THAT TAKES MIA DOWN!
Flannery McCoy: The crowd is on their feet for Rex McAllister! Rex stalks Mia Santoro to her feet! He backs away from the ropes, rebounds off of them! He’s going for ‘The Rex Effect!’ He tried going for this move earlier in the match, BUT MIA WAS ABLE TO EVADE THE MOVE! SHE CONNECTS WITH A SUPERKICK, BUT REX MANAGES TO DUCK THE MOVE! HE LIFTS HER UP FOR A BACK SUPLEX! BUT, MIA MANAGES TO DROP BEHIND HIM! MIA LOOKS TO TAKE HIM DOWN WITH A DOUBLE KNEE BACKBREAKER! BUT, REX MANAGES TO STAND STILL! MIA DROPS DOWN! HE WAITS FOR MIA TO GET TO HER FEET BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A LUNGBLOWER AS MIA RECOILS AND FALLS BACK!
Jake Mercer: NO! MIA, GET BACK UP! YOU CAN’T LET THE SYSTEM WIN!
Stew-O: REX MCALLISTER REBOUNDS OFF THE ROPES WITH THE TORNADO FLOATOVER INTO A JUMPING EVEN FLOW DDT COMBINATION – ‘THE REX EFFECT’ CONNECTS! MIA DROPS DOWN! REX GOES FOR THE COVER!
OOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
TTTTHHHHRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘In My Blood’ plays once more as Rex McAllister rolls off Mia Santoro. Raven Roberts joins Rex inside the ring, handing him the Unified Tag Teaem Championship. She raises his hand, solidifying him as the winner.)
Stephie Love: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH…THE EAW UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPION…REX MCALLISTER!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: Rex McAllister gets an impressive victory over a lock in Mia Santoro! With how Mia has been escaping with victories, there was no knowing how it was going to go down against the Hall of Famer!
Jake Mercer: BULLSHIT! The referee was counting too loud! The crowd was being too loud! Are you sure the referee is legit! This was all fixed for Rex to win! The conspiracy is still going on! I cannot believe it!
(Mia Santoro is holding the back of her head on the bottom of the ramp. She is clearly frustrated as she demands for the referee to give her the Specialists Championship. When he does, she snatches it from him, raising the title and letting the crowd know that she’s still Specialists Champion. It pans back to Fire & Ice celebrating inside the ring.)
Stew-O: Mia Santoro still has the championship with her, but Rex McAllister has a win over her! Can’t wait to see what happens to these two as we lead towards Road to Redemption!
(A commercial plays for Hardee’s.)
(Friday Night Dynasty returns to show the backstage area of the Lloyd Noble Arena, where the fans in attendance and watching at home are immediately met with EAW Hall of Famer Drake King. The crowd boos loudly as he’s seated on a production crate in a dimly lit hallway. As the sounds of footsteps grow near, the camera pans over to show Sister Annabelle as she’s seen making her way in. Drake continues to clench his jaw, looking down at the ground as he seems to be in deep thought. Annabelle lets the silence creep in for a good moment, seemingly observing him, before she begins to speak.)
Sister Annabelle: The announcement was made by Tyrone Montgomery. An opportunity to reclaim what was lost inside a structure that holds so much of your history. And yet, I sense not celebration, but turmoil. Your mind is elsewhere, isn’t it, Drake?
(Drake’s eyes continue to linger, like they refuse to glance over at him. He lets out a slow, deliberate breath before he brings his head upward.)
Drake King: Turmoil? No. What you sense is… clarity. A clarity that’s been hard to find these past few months. Look at this season, Annabelle, just look at it. Nothing has gone my way. It’s been one obstacle… after another. A series of bad hands dealt by a system that wishes to see me fail. The match with Michael Machina and Limmy Monaghan, a farce, was tainted by their presence and their belief that they were held in higher esteem than they actually were. I had them both beat. If it had manifested, then I would’ve faced Cy Henderson, I would’ve beaten him, I had everything in control… and yet, the result stands.
Sister Annabelle: A result that set the tone for what was to come. Territorial Invasion was next. A chance for Dynasty to assert its dominance, yet it ended in defeat. A defeat you played a significant role in, by refusing to coexist with those you deemed beneath you.
Drake King: Coexist? You call what Methuselah was doing “coexisting”? He was attempting to control me, to make me a servant to his own pathetic quest for relevance. War Games wasn’t a loss for Dynasty; what it served to be was a necessary sacrifice to expose a truth that nobody else was willing to see. And then BRAE… a man I tried to warn, a man I tried to guide away from the poison that is Methuselah… he refused to listen. He chose to stand in the middle of the road and was inevitably run over. His victory over me at House of Glass wasn’t a victory at all; what it was is a consequence of his own ignorance, a footnote in a story he doesn’t understand. The reality was that I was dealt a bad hand in every single one of these situations.
(Drake pauses, his voice lowering in a very serious tone. He turns and eyes Annabelle, briefly letting his words simmer before continuing onward.)
Drake King: For a long time… I’ve been plunged into darkness. Not of my own making, but a darkness forced upon me by fools and charlatans. By a company that has forgotten who its savior is. But the announcement… the Extreme Elimination Chamber… that has brought the light. It has allowed me to think, to plan, to see the path forward.
Sister Annabelle: This path forward you claim is not without its immediate challenges. Next week, you face Jake Smith and TLA in a triple threat match. Your focus should be on The Last Stand, yet your eyes… they focus on a battle that is nearly a month away. Is it wise to overlook the threats that stand directly in front of you?
(Drake pauses as he hears this, and he can’t help but chuckle. He shakes his head, clearly not taking the promise of that match very seriously.)
Drake King: TLA? Jake Smith of all people? You think I’m concerned with them? You think for a second that my focus isn’t absolute? No, I will concern myself with them when Saturday Night Showdown comes around tomorrow. I will be there, I will confront them, and they will receive the attention they feel as though they “deserve,” and most importantly, they will be dealt with accordingly. This problem that you speak about it’s a problem for tomorrow. But my focus… my one, true focus… is on reclaiming everything. Everything that has been stolen from me, everything that I have lost. My momentum, my fear factor, my rightful place at the head of this company, and most importantly, above all else… a World Championship.
(Drake steps forward toward Annabelle, his intensity growing and his eyes burning with conviction. And it’s not very long before he continues, Annabelle continuing to be silent while he says his piece.)
Drake King: I promise you this, Annabelle… Nothing will get in my way this time. There will be no more bad hands, there will be no more circumstances. From this moment forward, I control the deal, I control the outcome. And I vow to make sure that nobody, no matter who they are, whether it be Jake Smith, TLA, or the five other people in that Chamber with me… will pose a threat to my ascension.
Sister Annabelle: The Chamber is an unforgiving environment. You know its brutality better than most. History can be a powerful ally, but it can also be a heavy burden.
Drake King: It is a match I am very familiar with, yes. One that I have all the history with, and that is why it is the perfect place for this to begin. I have been patient, I have endured the failures of others, I have watched lesser men hold titles they don’t deserve, I have been dragged through the mud and plunged into darkness, but now… I will bring Dynasty back into the light, and it starts inside the Chamber. I am not going to leave empty-handed. I am going to walk into that dangerous structure, as I have so many times before, and I am going to kill the past once and for all. All the losses, all the setbacks, all the disrespect… it dies in there. And what emerges… will be my future. A future built on my terms, by my own hands, and a World Championship back where it belongs.
(Drake, without another word, turns around and makes his way out of the scene, leaving Annabelle to her lonesome, as she takes a moment to think to herself, before speaking quietly.)
Sister Annabelle: (Quietly) That’s not a promise… but a prophecy.
(Annabelle begins to follow him through the hallway as it’s the very last shot seen before Friday Night Dynasty begins to fade to elsewhere.)
(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Razorface’ by Celldweller can be heard across the speakers as the audience allows for their mixed reactions to be heard, with David Gideon Smith emerging from the back. His face remains obstructed from view with his cloak, as he methodically paces down the ramp with his gaze set toward the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! From Omaha, Nebraska, weighing in at 245 pounds… ‘THE SOVEREIGN’, DAVID GIDEOOOOOOOOOOOON SMITH!!!
Stew-O: David Gideon Smith has been quickly becoming an elitist to watch out for in this business, as he has been frequenting competition against all kinds of facets across EAW, from fellow newcomers to World Champions as he has been able to carve out quite the path as an elitist here!
Flannery McCoy: That much is certain, David has kept himself busy in this realm of competition & he does not intend on slowing down, as he’s up against immense competition tonight in the form of a former EAW World Champion!
(‘Faneto’ by Chief Keef can be heard blaring throughout the speakers as the audience reacts in waves for the arrival of SOSA Henderson. SOSA emerges from the back with focus plastered on his face, looking ahead to the ring as he takes a brief glance at the audience. SOSA nods to himself as he walks down the ramp, prepared for the match.)
Stephie Love: Introducing his opponent! From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 191 pounds… SOSAAAAAAAAA HENDERSON!!!
Stew-O: SOSA Henderson is an accomplished man who needs no introduction. Former EAW World Champion, a former National Elite Champion in his own right who will be looking to score a very strong win tonight to follow up on a rough night against the World Heavyweight Champion.
Flannery McCoy: There’s absolutely no doubts that we will be seeing SOSA try to chase the position of a contender again, and nights such as this are a crucial way of showing how prepared you can truly be for any given battle. Against the opponent tonight, that will be another task for SOSA to fulfill in living colors.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: And here we go! SOSA collides with David Gideon Smith right here on Dynasty, as both men are pacing around the ring, looking to make the most out of this match as they can with Road to Redemption just looming right ahead, this can be a night where anything can transpire in order to aid the other in ensuring that they have the most definitive path to glory for the time to come! Now motioning forward—DAVID WITH A FOREARM THAT STAGGERS SOSA!!
Flannery McCoy: AND DAVID IS APPLYING THE PRESSURE!! Repeated chops across the chest of SOSA as Henderson is struggling to find the ground that he needs in this match! SOSA is left staggered as the referee is now counting down, doing everything that he can to ensure that order is maintained here as he will not hesitate to deliver the disqualification loss to David if he doesn’t relent back momentarily! David manages to back himself away before the count of five, but not before rushing toward SOSA as he looks for a leaping forearm smash!
Jake Mercer: BUT SOSA MOVES! David collides with the turnbuckle chest first and finds himself in a bit of trouble here after being met with a troubling situation there! SOSA now rushes the ropes & is able to send as much of a message as possible as he rebounds toward the staggering David Gideon Smith with a RUNNING DROPKICK THAT SENDS DAVID THROUGH THE ROPES & ONTO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR! David is in trouble as SOSA is garnering control in this match!
Stew-O: As SOSA is now motioning himself toward the apron and does so, waiting for David to motion himself in a position that he can take the most advantage of! SOSA is nodding while Gideon Smith is rising back up, this can go badly for David if he’s unable to find his footing in time, as SOSA is now mounting himself upward and sees that his opportunity is here, AS HE LEAPS FOR A MUSHROOM STOMP ONTO DAVID GIDEON SMITH—
Flannery McCoy: BUT DAVID MOVES OUT OF THE WAY!!! SOSA lands down onto the ringside floor and immediately clutches onto his right knee! His knee has been compromised in this match as the referee is immediately rolling out of the ring, checking on SOSA as now he’s left in the most difficult way possible in this match to come! David see’s that SOSA finds himself in trouble, and he’s not inclined to waste another moment!
Jake Mercer: ‘ERGO SUM’!!! DAVID JUST DOMED SOSA RIGHT ACROSS THE BACK OF HIS NECK AS HE’S LEFT SCRAMBLING!!! David is now reaping the rewards of this match, and he’s not slowing down for a second here as he’s now dragging SOSA into position, setting him toward the barricade as this can go wrong for him in every way possible, as David Gideon Smith is LIFTING HENDERSON UPWARD—
Stew-O: OH NO!! POWERBOMB RIGHT OVER THE APRON THAT LEAVES SOSA ABSOLUTELY LIMP!!!! The powerbomb is connected with authority as the referee is yelling at David, but he is only continuing to ensure that there are no loose ends to be made in this match as he pushes SOSA into the ring entirely! David is now walking himself right over, and he has a grin etched across his face as SOSA is not in the best position to even consider remaining in this match!
Flannery McCoy: AS ANOTHER ‘ERGO SUM’ FOLLOWS SUIT THAT CAUSES SOSA TO STAGGER—BUT DAVID KEEPS HIM FROM DROPPING TO THE CANVAS! He shakes his own head, refusing to let this be set aside as he doesn’t refrain from now placing SOSA Henderson into position & allowing for more than enough to seal the deal with what he has prepared for him next! ‘THE IMPALER’ SENDS SOSA ONTO THE CANVAS!!!! David hooks the leg as the referee counts away!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… DAVID GIDEON SMITHHHHHH!!!!
Stew-O: My goodness!!! David just made an immense statement tonight as he garners an impactful victory over SOSA Henderson in an incredible fashion! David made that look as seamless as he could as he took every advantage possible to garner a decisive victory!
Flannery McCoy: David Gideon Smith has garnered a very substantial win against an elitist who just recently challenged for the World Heavyweight Championship, not to mention a former World Champion that certainly makes him a name for Methuselah to watch out for in the impending future!
(The audience proceeds to react loudly as a familiar figure rushes into the ring, glaring toward David Gideon Smith with widened eyes.)
Jake Mercer: AND THERE’S METHUSELAH! DAVID MAY HAVE SCORED A BIG WIN BUT THERE’S METHUSELAH LAYING IN WAIT! HE’S NODDING VIGOROUSLY AS DAVID TURNS—INTO A SPEAR FROM METHUSELAH—
Stew-O: ‘THE BLACK BLADE’!!!! DAVID GIDEON SMITH ROCKS METHUSELAH BEFORE HE CAN EVEN PICK UP ENOUGH MOMENTUM AS THE LARIAT SENDS METHUSELAH CRASHING DOWN!!! David Gideon Smith thwarts the attack, and he’s standing tall after an immense victory over the former EAW World Champion tonight!
(Methuselah rolls out of the ring immediately following the lariat from David, as he remains sitting on the ringside floor, shaking his own head in frustration as he clutches onto his jaw, as David Gideon Smith remains standing tall inside the ring with a grin on his face as the scene fades.)
(Transitioning backstage from the match, Michael Belfort and KASAI are seen together at standby.)
Michael Belfort: Good evening everyone, and thank you for tuning in. Tonight of course has been a rather busy night as many Elitists are looking to make some major plays as we are en route to Road to Redemption. However, for one Elitist, their eyes are currently on The Last Stand, and a world championship match. Of course, I am talking about none other than KASAI, who is with me tonight as we are one week away from the Universal Women’s Championship clash between her and Ms. Extreme.
KASAI: Time sure does fly when you have fun, huh?
Michael Belfort: I guess one can put it that way, but of course, for you, this is no laughing matter. In fact, this is all but personal as one year ago, you first competed for the title at The Last Stand. You were fresh off of a great run with the Specialists Championship, and while you weren’t able to win world title gold back then, you’ve managed to persevere. Now, you’re back in the same zone. What does that feel like?
KASAI: What does it feel like? Like many things, honestly. Of course, I feel like I am far more experienced this time around, and I have more than made it be known that I am ready for everything Ms. Extreme plans to throw my way. We’re far from strangers. For over a year I have shared the same ring as her, and with each encounter, I feel like I have come close to getting the better of her. Road to Redemption, King of Elite, so on and so forth. She’s been acting all high and mighty, being confident as ever, but I have come face to face with her, I have come face to face with Elitists who are in her position, and I have shown more times than not I am not going to back down easily. It’s going to be shown again next week, and when it’s all said and done, Michael? I am going to walk away as a world champion for the first time in my career.
Michael Belfort: You definitely sound headstrong in your pursuit. It certainly would be poetic if you were to get the win at this show.
KASAI: Certainly.
(A faint smirk curls across her face.)
KASAI: Last year, I didn’t get the win. Yet, one thing about me is that I never lose faith in myself. I may have my frustrations, may be disappointed in an outcome, but deterred? Feeling like quitting? That’s never been anything I’ve experienced. I can say the same thing about Ms. Extreme herself, because it did take her quite a bit for her to get back to the top of the proverbial mountain. She had to do her own fair bit of chasing. Yet, over these past several weeks, I told her to her face that I don’t care about her flaunting that stuff with me. I am going to do all that I can when we face each other one more time to beat her, to prove to her that I am the better woman… and I’ll have the Universal Women’s title in my possession as proof of that.
Michael Belfort: And should you win, what kind of champion do you want to be? How do you want for your reign to go?
KASAI: Well, the same way it was when I was last champion—only greater. The old guard is slowly but surely leaving. Some of the women here are talented, but are far too big for their own britches. I want to prove myself as a world champion, but beyond that? I want to leave behind a legacy that people will remember, especially with how the lane has widened now. People like Ms. Extreme had their own fun for a long time now. But now, it’s time for me to do that.
(She grins.)
KASAI: So, at The Last Stand? There won’t be any cheap talk. The title will do all of the conversing for me.
(KASAI nods, and then heads off. From there, the scene fades from backstage and back to ringside…)
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE FOLLOWING MATCH IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Stephie Love: AND IT IS YOUR MAIN EVENT!
(ULTRA INSTINCT THEME by Carameii began blaring through the speakers to a raucous reaction as the Interwire Champion, BRAE, marched out from behind the stage curtains with an intensely determined expression on his face and the Interwire Championship draped over his shoulder. He hoisted the gold above his head with a war cry before storming down towards the ring.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST! Hailing from Novosibirsk, Russia, weighing in at 215 pounds… he is THE INTERWIRE CHAMPION, SOOOOOOOOOOON! BRAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Stew-O: I think it goes without saying that this is a main event bout in its purest form! Interwire Champion versus World Heavyweight Champion is a main event match by default, but the HISTORY these two share with each other makes it even more meaningful!
Flannery McCoy: We know that BRAE was ultimately the man that dethroned Michael Machina during his record-setting New Breed Championship reign, the only man that was able to defeat him, and now we see them going up head to head in a singles match with their careers having completely shifted!
Jake Mercer: BRAE has proven through sheer grit and determination that he can truly beat anyone, and he showed that perfectly at House of Glass where he overcame two HISTORIC legends in Drake King and Methuselah in a victory that cemented his Interwire Championship reign even without it being a title defense! A win over guys like that pretty much makes you!
(“Apostle’s Warning” by Mobb Deep began blaring through the speakers to a tremendous reaction as Michael Machina stomped his way over to the center of the stage with the World Heavyweight Championship wrapped around his waist; he slapped it before hoisting it up high with both hands! Afterwards, he held it in one hand while his focus was entirely on BRAE, to whom the World Heavyweight Champion pointed as he began his march towards the ring.)
Stephie Love: AND HIS OPPONENT! Hailing from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 250 pounds… he is THE NEW LEGEND, THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, MICHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEL! MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACHINAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Stew-O: And the look in Machina’s eyes tells that story just as well, because you know he’s raring to face off against the man that dethroned him! There’s undoubtedly a mutual begrudging respect here, even though these two men are ready to tear each other apart!
Flannery McCoy: Since Machina was dethroned, the man has gone on a tear, becoming a TWO TIME world champion before many of his peers have even won their first! With a return to form like that after losing his first world title, there’s no telling what Machina is capable of!
Jake Mercer: But the question on everyone’s minds is, with BRAE and Machina both pushing themselves to their limits to elevate themselves, who is going to come out on top tonight?! There’s only one way to find out!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: And the match is underway! These two gladiators have no interest in waiting around and feeling things out, because they already know the other like the back of their hands! BRAE and Machina, Interwire Champion and World Heavyweight Champion, both burst out from their corners with a rapid pace!
Flannery McCoy: And just like their historic Pain for Pride match, they immediately burst into a vicious brawl as they begin lobbing lefts and rights at each other, looking to knock each other the hell out or die trying!
Jake Mercer: Michael Machina doesn’t want a repeat of what happened at Pain for Pride, though, and IMMEDIATELY looks to knock BRAE’s head off outright with a tremendous clothesline attempt– but the Interwire Champion managed to duck underneath it and avert disaster!
Stew-O: BRAE managed to get past Machina but suddenly spun right back around and CONNECTED with a discus clothesline– it didn’t knock Machina down, but the World Heavyweight Champion was sent stumbling back into the ropes! BRAE senses the opportunity to get some momentum going for himself and swiftly rushes over to where Machina is, looking to connect with a bicycle knee strike!
Flannery McCoy: But Machina managed to catch BRAE’s knee in mid-air, preventing it from being able to connect with him! The World Heavyweight Champion got hit with a doozy of a clothesline, but he’s far from out of it! He’s got one arm grabbing the knee of BRAE and the other pressed against his sternum before SLAMMING him down with a makeshift spinebuster!
Jake Mercer: That impact was LOUD! The Interwire Champion has been driven right into the canvas of the ring, and Machina is looking fired up by the heat of the competition! That’s always how it seems to turn out with him and the Interwire Champion, they always push each other to their absolute limit!
Stew-O: That’s exactly why Machina was looking to face off against BRAE in that trios match before Territorial Invasion, but the machinations of Methuselah made it so that clash wouldn’t come to pass! They waited and now they’ve got exactly the match that they want, and Machina is looking to rectify that past loss right here and now!
Flannery McCoy: Machina grabs a hold of BRAE by the head and forcefully drags him up to a standing position before shifting his clutch to grab a hold of the wrist of the Interwire Champion! He suddenly yanks him in and plants him right back down with a short-arm shoulder tackle! He’s still got the wrist of BRAE clutched, though!
Jake Mercer: And he uses it to yank BRAE up while the World Heavyweight Champion himself drops down, literally PULLING BRAE into the elbow drop to make it even more impactful! Machina’s got the momentum right now and he looks to continue it as he rolls BRAE over into a prone position before getting on his hands and knees and executing a knee smash right into the side of BRAE’s rib cage! That’s got to hurt!
Stew-O: Another one of those knee smashes forces BRAE to roll back into a supine position, and Machina takes this as a cue to scramble back to his feet and jump right over BRAE… before launching himself up into the air and executing a backflip mid-air! It’s always so impressive when a man of Machina’s size is able to flip like a cruiserweight!
Flannery McCoy: He plummets down looking for that standing moonsault of his– BUT BRAE GETS BOTH OF THE KNEES UP! BAD LANDING FOR MACHINA AS THE INTERWIRE CHAMPION REVERSES THAT MOONSAULT AND SENDS THE PAIN RIGHT INTO MACHINA’S MIDSECTION!
Jake Mercer: Machina rolls off of BRAE, clutching at his torso in pain after taking that unexpected reversal from the Interwire Champion, and now we see BRAE shaking his head, clearly not ready to get knocked out by the World Heavyweight Champion just yet! He forcefully drags himself back up to a seated position and then rises up, glowering down at the World Heavyweight Champion with violent intent!
Stew-O: The Interwire Champion reaches down as Machina squirms on the canvas and latches on a rear waist lock on the grounded opponent! What’s he going to do with Machina still laid out? Woah… INCREDIBLE STRENGTH ON DISPLAY BY BRAE AS HE DEADLIFTS ALL TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY POUNDS OF MICHAEL MACHINA OFF THE CANVAS… AND IN ONE SMOOTH MOTION, ARCHES BACK AND DROPS HIM WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX!
Flannery McCoy: Pound for pound, BRAE truly might be the strongest wrestler in EAW today with the sheer amount of power he’s able to summon! And look, he even managed to bridge the german suplex, leading to the referee sliding in to count the pin! Does he have it right here?! A win over the World Heavyweight Champion once again?
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOO-
Jake Mercer: But an EMPHATIC kick out by Michael Machina keeps him in the game! The World Heavyweight Champion isn’t going to go down quite that easily, but by the look on the face of the Interwire Champion, he wasn’t exactly expecting Machina to stay down after just a bridging German suplex, no matter how impressive the deadlift may have been!
Stew-O: That’s right, the Interwire Champion rolls through with Machina’s kickout and keeps the rear waist lock applied! He gets to his feet and hoists Machina up with that rear waist lock, bringing the World Heavyweight Champion back to a standing position as well before hurling him forward and sending him right into the corner!
Flannery McCoy: Michael Machina is sent right into the ring post, shoulder first, and that’s quite the clever move by BRAE who knows full well that one of Machina’s greatest weapons is the bullet from hell, and anything done to harm the shoulder and right arm of Machina is going to pay dividends down the line!
Jake Mercer: Machina clutches his shoulder as he pulls himself away from the ring post, choosing to lean back against the corner in a daze as he tries to recuperate from the pain, but the Interwire Champion has no intentions of giving Machina even a hint of reprieve here tonight!
Stew-O: BRAE lurches forward, meeting Machina right where he is with a bicycle knee strike, this time actually connecting with it as Machina was too dazed to be able to catch it as he did last time! That knee smash only served to further Machina’s pain and leave him completely open and vulnerable to being picked apart by the Interwire Champion in that cornered position!
Flannery McCoy: And that’s exactly what BRAE does to his cornered opponent! THE SIGNATURE MACHINE GUN CHOPS OF BRAE UNLEASH ONTO MICHAEL MACHINA, TURNING THE CHEST OF THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION FROM TANNED TO REDDENED IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE WITH HOW QUICKLY BRAE IS UNLEASHING THOSE CHOPS!
Jake Mercer: Machine Gun Chops is the perfect name for it, because no matter how quickly they’re being unleashed, each and every one of them sounds like a gunshot going off! BRAE isn’t trading speed for power, he’s maximizing BOTH of them and unleashing all of that at his long time rival!
Stew-O: But even BRAE has limits, and it looks like he’s going to stop himself before he ends up gassing himself out! That doesn’t mean giving Machina a break, though, far from it; he shifts his focus and suddenly latches on a front waist lock before looking to yank Machina out from the corner and launch him overhead with a belly to belly suplex!
Flannery McCoy: But Machina has both of his arms holding the top ropes around him, preventing BRAE from being able to pull him away from the corner! The World Heavyweight Champion looks to be in deep pain right now and I think I even see some bleeding blisters on his chest from those machine gun chops, but he’s not going to let himself get run over by the Interwire Champion!
Jake Mercer: BRAE keeps on trying, but that stubbornness just gives Machina the bit of recovery time that he needed to be able to get his head back into the game! A knee lift by the World Heavyweight Champion connects right with the jaw of the Interwire Champion and forces him to stagger back, creating some distance between the two champions!
Stew-O: And that distance was exactly what Michael Machina needed as he sprints forward before BRAE has the chance to snap out of the daze that knee lift sent him into, and it looks like Machina is aiming for some heavy handed payback as he latches on his own front waist lock and LAUNCHES the Interwire Champion overhead with a belly to belly suplex right into the corner that BRAE had him pushed up into!
Flannery McCoy: BRAE has a ROUGH landing against the corner before crumpling down to the canvas… but the Interwire Champion seems dead set on staying in the match even if it ends up killing him! Moments after landing on the canvas he already has his arms up, trying to reach over to grab any of the ropes to be able to pull himself back up, but he’s having trouble even seeing where the ropes are after that tremendous suplex connected!
Jake Mercer: But Machina looks like he’s going to give BRAE a bit of a “helping hand” because he reaches down and grabs the outstretched hand of the Interwire Champion to yank him back up to a standing position… before shoving him back into the ropes and taking a few steps back :lupe:
Stew-O: MONEY SHOT! THAT DREADED SIGNATURE CLOTHESLINE FROM HELL CONNECTS, AND MACHINA UNLEASHES IT WITH SUCH FEROCITY THAT IT ENDS UP KNOCKING BOTH BRAE AND HIMSELF OVER THE TOP ROPE, SENDING BOTH OF THEM FALLING RIGHT OUT HERE IN FRONT OF OUR COMMENTATOR’S DESKS!
Flannery McCoy: The referee stares down at them from inside the ring, and he’s going to have to start the count with both wrestlers on the outside! I don’t think that’s on the minds of either of the champions, though, as they both roll away as they look to try to stagger back up to a standing position, with Machina having an easier time of it after hitting BRAE with that monstrous Money Shot!
Jake Mercer: Machina… uh… glares right at me! Or, rather, US! I don’t like the look in his eyes right now… wait, it’s not us, he’s staring at our desks! WOAH!
Stew-O: Machina just threw all of our monitors and paperwork off the desk, cleaning it all off! And he stomps his way over to where BRAE is before hoisting him up and placing him in a seated position right on top of our commentator’s desk! The Interwire Champion looks to be completely out of it right now, and that’s exactly what Machina is banking on! But what is he planning on doing from this position? BRAE is seated on our desk, and Machina is walking over towards the barricade…
Flannery McCoy: And he’s climbing up on top of them! Is he out of his mind?! What’s he planning here?! The referee is still counting, but neither of the wrestlers seem to be paying attention! Michael Machina steadies himself on top of the barricade and takes aim at the Interwire Champion who remains seated on our desk… AND MACHINA STARTS RUNNING ON TOP OF THE BARRICADE TOWARDS HIM! WOAH, WE GOTTA MOVE–
(Michael Machina launches himself like a missile towards BRAE, looking to crash into him with a diving clothesline, but BRAE suddenly rolls out of the way and off of the table, leading Michael Machina to crash right into the table with nobody to cushion the fall, leading to the announcer table breaking underneath the weight and pressure. The commentators grab their headsets, which fell in the chaos, to continue commentating.)
Jake Mercer: WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED?!
Stew-O: THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION TRIED TO WEAPONIZE HIMSELF AGAINST BRAE, BUT THE INTERWIRE CHAMPION MANAGED TO GET OUT OF HARM’S WAY AT THE FINAL MOMENT! BOTH WRESTLERS ARE COMPLETELY DAZED RIGHT NOW, AND OUR DESK HAS BEEN FLATTENED!
Referee: SIX…………… SEVEN……….
Flannery McCoy: The referee’s count continues on, but I’m not sure either of the wrestlers has it in them to crawl back into the ring! Hell, I don’t even know if they care at this point! They’re crawling towards each other as though their life depends on beating each other hell up! Machina reaches over and grabs BRAE by the throat–
Jake Mercer: And BRAE immediately responds by forcing his head forward and connecting with the head of Machina with a vicious headbutt, busting both himself and the World Heavyweight Champion open! Their heads are still against each other, though, and both BRAE and Machina push against each other’s heads, giving each other leverage as they use the connection of their foreheads to steady themselves as they force themselves to a standing position!
Referee: EIGHT…………….. NINE…………………
Stew-O: HEADBUTT BACK TO BRAE FROM MACHINA! THESE MEN JUST DON’T GIVE A DAMN! THEY JUST BURST RIGHT BACK INTO A BRAWL! THEY’RE NOT DONE YET! RIGHTS AND LEFTS, HOOKS AND JABS, ALL FLYING RIGHT IN FRONT OF US! IT’S UTTER PANDEMONIUM AT RINGSIDE AND–
Referee: TEN! RING THE BELL!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Flannery McCoy: THEY DIDN’T MAKE IT BACK IN!
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, AS A RESULT OF A DOUBLE COUNTOUT, THIS MATCH HAS BEEN RULED A NO-CONTEST!
Jake Mercer: Neither of the men care, and I don’t think the audience does either as they’re continuing to fight at ringside even if the match is technically over! These two men may truly fight forever if there’s nobody there to stop them, and I don’t think the security guards want ANY of the fight that’s happening! These two men are complete BEASTS! I– WHAT THE HELL?!
Stew-O: KIRK REDWOOD?! KIRK REDWOOD JUST LEAPED THE BARRICADE AND… HIT A SPEAR AGAINST THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! HE JUST HIT MACHINA WITH HIS OWN BULLET FROM HELL! BRAE STUMBLES BACK, FALLING TO A SEATED POSITION, COMPLETELY TAKEN OFF GUARD WITH THE SUDDEN APPEARANCE OF HIS OWN OLD RIVAL, BUT KIRK IS FOCUSED ON MAKING A STATEMENT AT MACHINA’S EXPENSE!
Flannery McCoy: AND KIRK IS JUST BEATING THE HELL OUT OF A BATTLE-WORN MACHINA RIGHT NOW! MACHINA WAS ALREADY BUSTED WIDE OPEN, AND THAT BLOOD CONTINUES TO SPLATTER AS KIRK REDWOOD RAINS DOWN ON HIM WITH BARE KNUCKLE PUNCHES TO THE FOREHEAD!
Jake Mercer: BRAE staggers up, approaching the two of them, when… OH NOW WHAT?! ANNA WAUTIER?! BRAE’S OWN CHAMPIONSHIP CHALLENGER JUST SHOWED UP BEFORE BRAE COULD INTERVENE BETWEEN KIRK AND MACHINA, AND SHE JUST KNOCKED BRAE DOWN TO THE CANVAS AS WELL!
Stew-O: BOTH OF THE CHAMPIONS ARE GETTING BEATEN TO OBLIVION BY KIRK REDWOOD AND ANNA WAUTIER! A HUGE STATEMENT IS BEING MADE HERE RIGHT BEFORE OUR VERY EYES AT THE EXPENSE OF TWO OF THE TOP DOGS OF FRIDAY NIGHT DYNASTY! THIS IS INSANE!
Flannery McCoy: STATEMENT MADE! BRAE AND MACHINA HAVE BOTH BEEN KNOCKED OUT BY ANNA AND KIRK, WHO BOTH RISE TO THEIR FEET, LOOKING DOWN AT THE CHAMPIONS! NOW THIS IS ONE HELL OF AN IMAGE TO LEAVE ON!
(The video feed lingers on both of the champions, laid out, bloodied, bruised and battered, as Kirk Redwood and Anna Wautier glare down at them with no semblance of mercy in their eyes. The feed lingers on the harrowing scene before Friday Night Dynasty fades to black.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
