(EAW intro plays.)
(The Dynasty intro plays, and a recap follows suit: Bronson Daniels and Andre Walker speak directly to each other for the first time since Pain for Pride, with Andre warning Bronson that he’ll be coming for the champ once business is done. In the opening contest, Cody Maverick defeats Nyx. Hans Grayson comes out and calls out Michael Machina for attacking him the week before, spurring Machina to come out; Kensingten Calhoun-Astor comes out and makes the New Breed title match between Hans and Michael official at Territorial Invasion. Afterwards, Michael attacks Hans. Next, MITSUBACHI scores a win in the fatal four-way featuring Rory Slate, Mig De Decker, and Mercer McKay. Drake Armstrong cuts an in-ring promo promising to become the future of EAW. He is then able to defeat Komatsu Ogawa. Backstage, Drake encounters Michael and gives him his vote of confidence, and the two unsuspectingly show respect to each other. Ms. Extreme then approaches Armstrong and invites him to be the fourth official member of Dynasty’s Brand Warfare team, which he gladly accepts. SOSA Henderson catches up with Albert Hitchman demanding answers for his Interwire title shot being given to Ronan Malosi, but Albert assures him that he will benefit from the Gawd Contract when the time is right. Jay Jerry Johnson defeats NOVA. Milli Banks issues an open challenge for any woman who wants to face her for the Specialists Championship only to be ruthlessly attacked by Showdown’s Pandora Paisley. Michael Belfort speaks with Chris Elite who remains optimistic depsite losing the Gawd Contract to Andre Walker at Reckless Wiring. He and Theron Nikolas take on Kassidy Heart and Limmy Monaghan, but the match ends after Adam Lucas, Chef Viz and Sheridan Muller of Team Showdown for War Games attacks Kassidy and Limmy. Tyrone Montgomery meets up with Sienna Jade to talk about the Hall of Fame Showcase match, and Sienna eventually agrees to be Dynasty’s representative for it. Joso and Myles fight to see who will be the final member for Dynasty’s War Games team, but Andre Walker attacks the former and uses his Gawd Contract to make Myles the last member. In the main event, Bronson Daniels retains the EAW World Heavyweight Championship against Ryan Wilson after a competitive bout. After the match, Xander Payne lays him out, making it known that he’s next in line — and that DOMINION still has a chance to bring a world title into its ranks.)
(Dynasty fades into a live shot of the sold-out Helsinki Hall Arena in Helsinki, Finland! The fans are excited, especially with Territorial Invasion getting closer. After the fans are shown off, Stew-O, Jake Mercer, and Flannery McCoy are seen.)
Stew-O: The pieces are being put together! Dynasty is looking to be strong ahead of Territorial Invasion! All the while, some Elitists are already being impacted by Andre Walker and his use of the Gawd Contract! Either way, there have been many interesting developments that have occurred, and more are bound to happen as we are officially TWO WEEKS away from the first tri-branded marquee event of the season! Good evening EAW Universe, and thank you for tuning in LIVE to Friday Night Dynasty! I am Stew-O, and as always, I am joined by my trusty colleagues: Jake Mercer, and Flannery McCoy!
Jake Mercer: DYNASTY IS THE BEST! YESSIR! WAR GAMES! BRAND WARFARE! AND HOPEFULLY, TO TOP IT ALL OFF, THAT SHAM OF A WORLD CHAMPION WILL LOSE TO XANDER PAYNE!
Flannery McCoy: Way to get into the spirit, Jake. But aside from that, we do have a packed show. Of course, we may finally get to know who will be the final member of Dynasty’s Brand Warfare team! Milli Banks, our current, reigning Specialist Champion, seeks to call out Showdown’s Pandora Paisley! Joso will also be speaking to us after that heinous attack he had to go through last week, which ultimately led him to missing out on being a part of the main event for Territorial Invasion for the second year in the row!
Stew-O: And we have many more amazing moments on the way, as Milli and Bronson Daniels will take on DOMINION in the main event! SOSA Henderson takes on Harper Lee in what can be seen as a rematch of sorts from Grand Rampage! MITSUBACHI goes up against Chris Elite, Ronan Malosi takes on Michael Machina, Hans Grayson faces Rory Slate, and we have our rising stars as Cody Mavericks takes on NOVA, and we’ll kick things off with Mercer McKay, Nyx, and Mig De Decker duking it out in a triple-threat!
Jake Mercer: Great stuff, but you know what else we have, Stew?
Stew-O: What?
Jake Mercer: THE GRAND RETURN OF CLOTH TALK! :blessed:
(Sure enough, as the camera cuts to a shot of the ring, Talib Bari is seen! The fans cheer for him, excited for the return of the segment and its charismatic host! In the ring is a large table and ten chairs all around it. Talib is smiling, already pumped as he has a microphone in hand.)
Talib Bari: Y’all already know what time it is. Territorial Invasion. Brand supremacy. Three shows, one night. Brand Warfare. Divide and Conquer. And coming back this year is the War Games match. Three on three on three. Nothing but utter chaos will ensue. In fact, chaos has already started, seeing as how these teams have been popping up and bringing the fight to each other, but aye, that just means that everyone here is serious about winning this match. Everybody knows how important it is to rep your brand to the fullest, and this year’s teams are no exception. However, only one trio is gonna be the one to bring back all of the glory for their home show. Things have been heating up, and nothing is going to simmer down anytime soon.
(The fans cheer.)
Crowd: DY-NAS-TY! DY-NAS-TY! DY-NAS-TY!
Talib Bari: The energy, the spirit, you gotta love it. We boutta pop off though, because tonight, we have all three War Games teams in the building!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Talib Bari: And we ain’t gonna waste no more time. So, how about we kick things off right here, and right now?!
(The fans are going nuts at this rate. Talib nods his head and laughs, loving the reaction.)
Talib Bari: Man, y’all already know how this goes down. So, without further ado, let’s bring out the first team. Real dangerous folks. They’re cutthroat as can be, and they’re not afraid to go far to get a win. I know most of y’all are rooting for the red brand, but this brand shouldn’t be slept on. Team Voltage, come on out!
(‘Kashmir’ by Led Zeppelin hits. Jamie O’Hara steps out into the middle of the stage before his theme bleeds into ‘Stronger (salü remix)’ by The Score. A serious-looking Rex McAllister emerges, causing the fans to cheer for both the Ace and the Lionheart. However, the fans’ reactions grow a bit more negative once ‘Somebody Get Me A Doctor’ by Van Halen is heard. Dr. Bethany Blue walks on out. All three members are together. Different mindsets. Different competitors. Jamie and Rex briefly glance at the Doctor, but she’s as ready as ever, and the three of them head on down to the ring. They enter and take their seats.)
Talib Bari: Dang. Good or bad, the people always make sure to let y’all know how they feel. However, the three of you are used to it, especially you, Beth.
(Bethany nods and grabs a mic.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: I am. However, that’s irrelevant to me. All I care about is winning War Games, and being sure to pay Kassidy back properly for what she’s done.
(There’s a tinge of bitterness that laces her words, and her face only adds to that fact. Jamie and Rex seem to silently take note of her demeanor. Talib’s eyes slightly widen in surprise. After all, Bethany is a prideful woman, but she still has revenge on her mind.)
Talib Bari: So, wait now – you still want a piece of Kassidy Heart in the ring?
Dr. Bethany Blue: Of course. As far as I’m concerned, we have unfinished business. She thought that everything was going to go her way after Pain for Pride, but she thought wrong. I was humiliated by her before. Once more, I had to be humiliated by her of all people in the biggest match of my career. She took my title away from me, and now she gets to walk around and act as if she was the poor, unwitting victim while I was slandered and disregarded.
(Bethany slowly shakes her head. Her grip around the mic tightens.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: I won’t let her write a happy ending to a story filled with so many falsehoods and lies.
Talib Bari: Well, you’re serious as can be about it. I can’t lie, though: regardless of how you feel about that Pain for Pride match, you at least shut the show down with that bout!
(Same fans cheer, recalling the brutal Universal Women’s Championship match. Bethany is numb to it.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: That’s fine. However, this one will be different. In fact, I already have my eyes set on pinning her to win the match for my team.
Talib Bari: At least you got that win on your mind. But aye, I wanna shift on over to the leader, the captain, the head honcho and the ace himself: Jamie O’Hara. You know, people thought that you would’ve gone with Minerva and let her go back-to-back-to-back-to-back seeing as how she has experience in this match and at this event. Shawty won the 2020 Brand Warfare as its sole survivor, of course, she was with New Eden in 2021, and last year, she got the win for Voltage in the Anarchy in the Arena match. It felt like a no-brainer! But you opted to go down a different route and went with Rex over there. Some, including Minerva, thought it was a petty move on your part.
(Jamie simply chuckles. He’s able to piece together what Talib is hinting at. So, the captain gets his microphone ready, and answers plainly.)
Jamie O’Hara: Petty? I wouldn’t say that. I have heard brief murmurs of her thoughts and beliefs about the situation, but my decision was never deep or personal. Minerva beat me, and she can be happy with that fact, but the simple fact remains that I am the one, true ace of this place – a spot she hasn’t truly taken from me. With all of her success and all that she has accomplished, she still cannot match up to my enduring legacy. Yes, she’s been able to succeed in these tag-based matches for the most part. However, I’m not one to follow the usual tides of this place. I decided to take a bit of a risk and go for someone else, and so, I chose Rex. I figured he’d be able to do well here, and the three of us have been able to do a good job carrying our brand during our respective eras at the top of Voltage. Given Rex’s new attitude as well, I, for one, am eager to see how well he does this year. Bethany is hungry, looking to get one of many big wins she has earned for herself throughout her career here. We are a top-notch team, so much so that I wouldn’t consider myself a leader of it. We all bring something unique to the table, we all have stood at the top of the mountain, and we are coming together to usher Voltage to another win at this event. Minerva or not, we will win. Voltage was already a favorite to dominate Territorial Invasion, but now, we’re making that a guarantee.
Talib Bari: Alright, alright. But in winning, are you also looking to get a bit of get-back against a certain someone?
(Jamie smirks.)
Jamie O’Hara: I wouldn’t necessarily call it that, but in this sport, the mind does have a funny habit of wandering around into the deepest part of itself. It isn’t my primary motive, not in the slightest, but being able to gain some form of redemption by defeating Kassidy Heart has crossed my mind. She may be at the height of her career now, but I am truly untouchable. Yhwach is dead, but the Ace has been reborn, and with this part of me resurfacing, how can I lose again to the likes of her? No. It won’t happen. This time, things will be different, and the best part is I, along with Bethany and Rex, will get to stand over many who have tried to build their careers up at our expense.
Talib Bari: Whew. Confident words there, Ace. And how about you, Rex? You were picked by him to be a part of this, and you seem as ready as ever for this match.
(Rex nods and raises his microphone to speak.)
Rex McAllister: Of course. I’m ready for this fight, for this war, and I don’t plan on holding back. I do feel as if I have a little bit of a chip on my shoulder, but I won’t be weighed down by it. People can run their mouth and continue to say that Minerva should’ve been in my place instead, but I’m convinced those same people missed out on the time when I was a world champion. It’s as if there’s a certain group of fans, be it unintentionally or not, who doubt me and question whether or not I should be a part of this. However, I plan on winning, and with that, I plan on re-cementing the fact that I’m one of the best Elitists on this roster today. This match allows me to do just that. I have the experience, the skills, and the know-how to be a committed partner for a team of this stature, and that is going to be showcased in full once we’re in Germany. Given that I have stumbled a few times since my return, I’m hungry more than ever before to get the job done.
(Jamie nods in approval, which Rex catches on to.)
Rex McAllister: In fact, I’m not the only one here looking to do that. Jamie is back into the swing of things. He’s had to go through some people doubting him and wondering if he still had what it took to be the best. Bethany touched on it herself too, but she was also faced with that dilemma. Even though I’m confident we are going to win, the three of us are going to go all-out in War Games. We want to prove without a shadow of a doubt that we can all be individual leaders in our own right, and once we do, we’ll be making the climb up. Maybe we’ll be opponents one day, having to scrap and fight, but for now, we’re united, driven by similar motivations and hopes.
Talib Bari: Good stuff there, Rex. The three of you are ready, and it’s almost as if y’all fancy yourselves as the favorites here.
Dr. Bethany Blue: Well, yeah, we are. Again, Voltage dominated last year. I was the sole survivor for my team and won. Jamie and Rex? Well, we all know what they’re capable of. Not to mention that they are former world champions for this brand just like me.
Jamie O’Hara: She’s right. We’re still a dominant force, even if some of our opponents will choose to be petty and bring up every minuscule failure they can find to lessen such a blow to their egos. We’ll win, and at least for me, I seek to be a world champion again, sooner rather than later.
Talib Bari: Well, hang on now, because speaking of champions, he do have one in our next team. In fact, Beth, he just so happens to be your man! That’s right, we got Adam Lucas, Chef Viz, and Sheridan Muller here in the arena!
(With the enthusiastic introduction out the way, Team Showdown is next. ‘5 Milli’ by Icewear Veezo hits first, and Chef Viz comes out, smelling the air. He exhales before ‘Amerika’ by Rammstein hits the airwaves, and the Cash in the Vault holder Sheridan Muller is out next. Finally, ‘Be Legendary’ by Pop Evil takes over, and the fans cheer as soon as the Answers World Champion Adam Lucas emerges. Well, mostly cheers, if one wants to ignore some fans booing after Team Showdown came out last week. Either way, the three have grown to be a united front, and they walk together as they head down the ramp. Getting in the ring, they all sit opposite Jamie, Bethany, and Rex. Jamie isn’t impressed at all.)
Talib Bari: Now we got the blue crew here, together, and ready in their own right.
(Adam smiles and raises his mic.)
Adam Lucas: Of course. I went out of my way to pick two of the best our show had to offer. I think I did a pretty good job picking out our team.
(Sheridan smiles, raising hers.)
Sheridan Muller: I’m inclined to agree. Having the newest hall of fame inductee in Chef Viz and an Elitist with my skillset, we’re a dangerous trio. We are by far the most adaptable and versatile team here. Viz has his power but also his uncanny athleticism, Adam is a true workhorse, always giving it his best, and I’m smart and tactical. At the same time, I am not afraid to step out of the box if need be if it will warrant me a victory. With all due respect to Team Voltage, I would say that we are the favorites to win.
Chef Viz: Talk that talk, because it sounds to me like this team is getting a little too big for their britches. It’s as if they have a recipe already figured out, but they’re missing the intangibles, the defining, key ingredients that make for a successful team. How can Crybaby Beth, Lukewarm Rex, and Bipolar Jamie think they’re the favorites when we’re their literal opposition? How, Sway, how?! Jamie and Rex especially have fallen off in recent months, but they think they can get a marquee win for their pretend marquee show at an actual marquee show? They’re enjoying too much of that white stuff, and I’m not talking about the powdery goodness from some stuffed donuts.
Jamie O’Hara: Funny, Viz. However, last time I checked, you couldn’t win at Midsummer Massacre.
Chef Viz: That I did not, but neither did Cy. An annoying situation, sure, but I’ve moved on.
Rex McAllister: So much so you threatened to email the management team?
Dr. Bethany Blue: Took the words right out of my mouth.
Chef Viz: Everyone knows I clear him! But either way, that doesn’t change the fact that I am the biggest and baddest person on my team. I’m all about brand spirit. War is my middle name. Showdown was right to snatch me up, and now, the three of us are going to cook you up and serve you up with a side of your dead careers.
Dr. Bethany Blue: I doubt that. There’s no way you’re beating us, especially with that snake on your team.
(The cameras focus on Bethany and Sheridan. Muller simply shakes her head.)
Sheridan Muller: Let’s not do this, Bethany. You’re the one who’s incessant on maintaining grudges. You literally expressed your desire to get back at Kassidy when the whole precipice of your match was that you injured her. There is no reason why you should feel as though you should get back at her for anything, and you certainly shouldn’t try and single me out.
Dr. Bethany Blue: Oh, I’m not singling you out. I’m focused on beating the three of you.
Sheridan Muller: Including your husband?
Dr. Bethany Blue: Of course. We’re both competitive. We know what is at stake. It doesn’t make a difference to me or us, though. I’m willing to beat whoever, and as much as I love Adam, I’m doing everything I can to prove I’m better than him and everyone else.
Jamie O’Hara: Well, I guess I don’t need to worry about you holding yourself back.
Adam Lucas: Oh trust me, she won’t. Neither will I. Obviously, last year didn’t pan out for Showdown, and I’m looking to make up for it. As the captain, I want to make sure we win this year. Even if my wife is standing opposite of me, I’ll get the job done.
Jamie O’Hara: That’s cute. However, we don’t care about you and what happened last year. The only thing that should matter is us winning, and just like before, you’re going to take the brunt of the defeat.
Sheridan Muller: Don’t you think you’re a bit too presumptuous with that statement?
Jamie O’Hara: And don’t you think you’re a bit too presumptuous walking around with that briefcase as if you’ll actually be a world champion again?
(The fans ‘oooooooh’. Bethany smirks. Sheridan simply nods. However, she is undeterred.)
Sheridan Muller: At least I’ll have a better chance than you did when you last held it.
(The crowd goes nuts for that. Chef is absolutely howling while Adam can’t help but grin. Jamie, however, isn’t bothered himself.)
Chef Viz: COOK, SHER, COOK! FLAME THAT MAN WHO HAD HIS OWN NICKNAME TAKEN FROM HIM!
Rex McAllister: And there we go. Classic Viz. Maybe if you spent more time preparing for your matches and taking your opponents seriously instead of cracking jokes, you would’ve actually came close to beating Cy Henderson.
Chef Viz: I know the scrub who just lost to Minerva isn’t talking.
Rex McAllister: I am, and I say I find it honestly childish how you continue to carry on like this.
Chef Viz: I always take my opponents seriously. Cy is an exception, but that’s because he cost me at Pain for Pride, in case you forgot. Or did Daryl beat you that badly you decided to block that show out from your memory?
Rex McAllister: At least I accept my losses and do what I can to learn from them. But you? You’re arrogant and delusional beyond belief.
(The fans look surprised seeing a more straightforward and serious side of Rex. Viz can’t help but snort.)
Chef Viz: Would you look at that? Rex thinks he’s tough now! He thinks he can talk up to us!
Adam Lucas: I figured that chill in the air wasn’t imaginary.
Rex McAllister: I’m just looking to win. That’s all–
???: And we’re looking for the six of you to finally shut the hell up.
(A familiar, feminine voice cuts through the air. The Universal Women’s Champion Kassidy Heart steps out, with Limmy Monaghan and Myles nearby. The fans burst into cheers, obviously rooting for the people representing the red show. All three already have their own microphones.)
(Everyone in the ring focus on the woman that so many of a long, rooted history with.)
(Adam frowns. Bethany is practically gritting her teeth. Jamie isn’t angry, but it’s clear he’s running back everything between him and Kass in his mind. Rex remains neutral as can be. Sheridan eyes the champ. Viz smirks.)
Myles: God, there’s too much yelling from a bunch of overconfident morons who think that this match is practically a given. But, leave it to Showdown’s team to feel as if they’re at the top all because they decided to attack Limmy and Kassidy last week. How insecure do you have to be to do that.
Kassidy Heart: I never thought I’d agree with you, Myles, but that is the case. Then again, when Limmy and I have dominated much of season sixteen and this one, are we surprised? I honestly figured that the people on my old show that I helped and was a genuine leader for would try and catch me off guard. However, that didn’t exactly work out, now, did it?
(All three enter the ring, being the focal point for the other teams.)
Jamie O’Hara: Oh, how nice. You have the guy who’s been cosplaying as me as part of your team, Kassidy. Perhaps you’ve thought about me more than you would like to admit?
Limmy Monaghan: It’s no secret I do look up to you, Jamie, but respectfully, I’ve beaten the O’Hara-lite accusations.
(The fans cheer for Limmy.)
Jamie O’Hara: Did you, now? Because as far as I’m concerned, you couldn’t quite beat my record with the world title.
Limmy Monaghan: I didn’t. However, I grew into my own, and I became a true, undeniable force as far as this brand is concerned. I am a world beater, a god conqueror, and I have dethroned many who swore their crowns would never tip… just like you. Perhaps once upon a time, I did try to model myself after you in many ways, but now? I’m content with being Limmy Monaghan. That name has enough worth for me as it stands.
Chef Viz: My reign was better.
Limmy Monaghan: And yet, I ultimately proved myself to be better than you in the ring and in the long run, so what does that really tell you?
Talib Bari: Alright! Wow! We’re sending shots! But please, come and sit!
(Myles, Limmy and Kassidy sit, as suggested.)
Kassidy Heart: Oh, don’t think I have noticed the looks. I get it. Just about everyone here has some kind of history with me, and if I’m not mistaken, I’ve faced off against everyone before in my career. Could be the CTE acting up, but I understand why so many of you are looking at me, and rightfully so. I’m the biggest threat in this match. I’ve dominated and made your own supposed ‘dominant’ runs at the top look like child’s play. Hell, I’ve even beaten some of you in order to cement my legacy as the most winningest Elitist of the past five years.
(Kassidy shoots a look at Jamie.)
Kassidy Heart: Still, you guys could try and make it less obvious that I’m living rent-free in your heads. :mjlol:
Sheridan Muller: You believe anyone here is scared of you?
Kassidy Heart: Scared? Hm. Maybe not. But intimidated? Jealous? Definitely. After all, you had all of the tools to be a hall of famer before me, but that never came to be. While you got the boot, I was upstaging you and every single other women who came before me. I did everything you did and more, pretty much being the blueprint for sad bitches like Bethany over there that do everything they can to emulate me.
Dr. Bethany Blue: Me, emulate you? Don’t put yourself on such a high pedestal, Kassidy. I cannot stand you.
Kassidy Heart: But yet, you’re still obsessed with the idea of beating me. You want to matter here in EAW as much as I do, and while you and many here will never come close to having a career like mine, at the very least you’re a multi-time champion. You’re a literal main eventer, but none of that satisfies you. You still want to moan and complain about how you’ve been ‘ridiculed’ and ‘disrespected’ since I beat you at Pain for Pride, when really, you should shout at yourself for making yourself look like the biggest idiot on the face of the earth. You came at me, holding in a three-year grudge, and that is SOMEHOW persisting? Really? And now your dumbass husband is in the fold. At the very least, Territorial Invasion can serve as a remix of Pain for Pride for me. I get to quite literally kill two birds with one stone, inside a cage, and I can once again prove my superiority over the two of you especially.
Adam Lucas: I wouldn’t be so haughty if I were you, Kassidy. You aren’t killing anyone, let alone me. You may have been a force to be reckoned with, but I’m a world champion now, not some helpless guy who was banking on my dreams and promises. I’m a leader, and I aim on leading my team to win soon enough.
Kassidy Heart: Yawn. Similar stuff you said last year, and look at what happened.
Sheridan Muller: Right, but things are different now. Viz, Adam and I are three different Elitists, but we have the most chemistry. Meanwhile, even you have your own issues with your teammates. You’re the one with the biggest target on your back.
Kassidy Heart: I know. Do you plan on using that briefcase?
(Sheridan purses her lips.)
Sheridan Muller: Wouldn’t want to ruin the surprise.
Kassidy Heart: Or perhaps I either called your bluff or your card. How pathetic.
Jamie O’Hara: Not as pathetic as you literally crying about you wanting to win that title.
(Jamie then pauses, rubbing his chin.)
Jamie O’Hara: Or all three of you crying about wanting to win your titles during last season, actually.
Myles: What? Who is crying about what, exactly?
Jamie O’Hara: You heard me: YOU. Whining about losing that title to Drake. At the very least though, you should be upset since he ended up getting the gold off of you. Sucky circumstances, but hey – some things never change, do they?
Myles: What are you getting at, you arrogant prick? Trying to get me to blow with the stupid New Eden references?
(At this point, Talib just leans back into his chair as everyone is just looking to snap back at each other.)
Jamie O’Hara: I don’t need to make you blow more than you did when you did everything you could to take out Limmy. Have to say, for someone who has also tried to be a mini-me, I wouldn’t beat someone to a pulp to the point where they’d nearly forfeit a match or even a title. Not fitting for an ace.
Myles: And yet, you not too long ago sought vengeance against those who wrong you. You were going to go after Minerva. I may have been bitter, blinded by it to the point where I did hurt Limmy, but you are no better, so I don’t want you to hear you running your mouth.
Jamie O’Hara: Careful. I think I see a forehead vein poking out.
Limmy Monaghan: This is asinine. Really. You can try and instill tension within us, but that’s not going to work here. We fought already. We’ve battled. However, Kassidy, Myles and myself are on the same page.
Rex McAllister: And you really expect for any of us to believe that?
Myles: We aren’t exactly popping drinks and singing by some campfires every night, but all three of us known how to win and how to win big. That’s what you idiots need to get into your thick skulls.
Adam Lucas: Oh, so now you’re all for team spirit, Myles?
Myles: For this match? Sure. I can show it off for one night, and maybe I’ll go after you so that when we win, I’ll be able to become a world champion again.
Adam Lucas: Haha. Okay, Myles. Sure.
Chef Viz: You aren’t winning another title, bro. Give it a rest.
Myles: According to who? You? You’re already the biggest laughing stock because you acted like a petulant child when you were never good enough to defeat Scott Diamond or Cy Henderson. Either way, I’m going to be a world champion again, I will get my due on that reign, and I will move past that shadow. I’ll show I have surpassed Jamie. I’ll definitely show you that I am ultimately better than Drake, and you, Viz.
Chef Viz: Drizzy and Vizzy got the folks crying again! I love it! Please, go ahead and bring his name up and expect me to treat him like the boogeyman. Everyone knows I carried that boy on my strong, broad back. But hey, at the very least, I was never treated like some sad, mindless, glorified side piece for him!
Rex McAllister: You were like that with Veena, though.
Ched Viz: Okay, Lionheart, settle down before you give yourself a heart attack. Also, Veena is still my baby, let’s be real. She managed to be more relevant in her first title reign than you when you came back here.
Rex McAllister: If that’s how you wanna feel, Viz, then go ahead. However, my patience has run thin, and it has been for a good while now since Bloodsport. Having Persephone interject herself pissed me off to no end, and I’m tired of people like you thinking that gives you any ground to stand on over me.
Chef Viz: Persephone’s a bad bitch. She was only looking out for you.
Rex McAllister: … Are you serious?
(Rex shoots up, but Jamie stretches his arm out, stopping him from making any further movement.)
Jamie O’Hara: It’s alright, Rex. Don’t let these idiots rile you up. They need to talk and troll to feel better about their chances. At the end of the day, we’re going to win, and nothing is going to change that fact. As a matter of fact? Trying to talk some sense here was pointless. This is nothing but a big, pathetic, circlejerk for insecure brats who can’t recognize they’re outclassed in every single way.
(Rex adjusts himself and sits. Adam shakes his head.)
Adam Lucas: Insecure? I don’t know. I think that mantle belongs to you, Ace. You want to act all high and mighty now as if you haven’t had your fair share of losses here. Maybe that’s why you tried to send out a brutal message against Jack. You want people to believe that the Ace is gone, but… your time is done, Jamie. You aren’t untouchable. You aren’t the mythical, multi-time world champion. You need to accept that.
Limmy Monaghan: You know what? I think I agree with that bit. Either way, Jamie, no one is here trying to be like you, and I don’t think anyone wants to be like you. We’re all trying to carve our own legacies, and if that means we have to go through you, then so be it.
(Limmy then eyes Adam.)
Limmy Monaghan: But if anyone is going to do it, it will be us.
(Kassidy smirks.)
Kassidy Heart: Getting closer to earning that G back. We’ll make sure you get it once we beat these people at Territorial Invasion.
(All nine Elitists look at each other. There’s tension in the air. Talib is almost a bit surprised by how everyone tore into each other, with no one holding back, but he clears his throat as he focuses on the hard cam.)
Talib Bari: I mean, what can be said? These teams are READY! Wow! Haha! Uh… yeah. Getting hot in here, that’s for sure!
(Talib fans himself.)
Talib Bari: But soon enough, we’ll come to know who is about to be walking out of War Games on top! Will it be Team Voltage, sparking back-to-back wins?
(Jamie, Rex and Bethany are serious as can be.)
Talib Bari: Will it be Team Showdown, looking to make up for what happened last year?
(Adam, Viz and Sheridan aren’t as tense, but it’s clear they’re ready to win.)
Talib Bari: Or will it be Team Dynasty, re-establishing their dominance with one of the most dominant ensembles in TI history?!
(Limmy, Kassidy and Myles stare right back at their opposition.)
Talib Bari: We’re gonna find out soon enough, but until then, let’s get the rest of the show cracking, huh? We gotta get the action pumping after this!
(The camera zooms out, capturing the teams before we fade to commercials.)
(A commercial plays, promoting the War Games match at Territorial Invasion.)
(Dynasty is back in full swing, and Stephie Love is in the ring. She smiles before carrying on with her enthusiastic introductions for the first match of the evening.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen… The following contest is a Triple Threat Match, scheduled for ONE FALL!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(“Run” by Zeal & Ardor starts to play as Mercer McKay walks out staring down the ramp, slowly making his way to the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first… From The Black Cabin… Weighing in at 283 pounds… He is “The Mastodon”… MERCEEEEEEEER MCKAAAAAAAAYYY!!!
Jake Mercer: Here comes “The Mastodon” Mercer McKay, no stranger to multiple man matches as he’s coming off one just a week ago. Against Rory Slate, Mitsubishi, and the man in this match Mig De Decker! Hopefully, he has better luck than he did last week.
Flannery McCoy: In this business you can’t get stuck on old things, you got to learn to move forward. The look on Mercer’s face, he is not worried about what happened last week — he is looking forward to what is going to happen now.
Stew-O: If I was his opponent, I wouldn’t be looking forward to it now.
(As he gets into the ring, his music gets replaced by ‘Mount Sinai’ by $uicideboy$, the arena like clockwork boo loudly as she comes out and makes her way to the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing his opponent… From Fort Lauderdale, Florida… Weighing in at 135 pounds… She is “The Honoured One”… NYYYYYYYYYYYYX!!!
Jake Mercer: Now here comes TALENT! Nyx is on her way to make Dynasty ten times better!
Stew-O: It doesn’t seem like the people here are feeling the same way.
Flannery McCoy: That and she lost to Cody Maverick last week as well, she isn’t doing too-
Jake Mercer: SLANDER! DEFAMATION! Those losses were flukes. I went to the Supreme Court personally and had them wiped from the records.
Flannery McCoy: I don’t think you can do that.
Jake Mercer: Well I did, so far as I’m concerned, this match right here is the only legitimate match she had recently! Trust and believe, she is going to be at the top of her game!
(As Nyx settles in the ring, her music gets replaced by “NO BYSTANDERS’ by Travis Scott starts to play throughout the arena, Mig De Decker steps out pointing at the ring mouthing off as he makes his way down the ramp.)
Stephie Love: Introducing their opponent… From Brussels, Belgium… Weighing in at 192 pounds… He is “The Realest Wrestler Around”… MIIIIIIIIIIIG DEEEEEEE DEEEEEEEECKER!!!
Flannery McCoy: Despite last week, he is liking his chances right now. Confident, with his head held high — he is ready for a fight and I’m sure with these two, he’s going to get one.
Stew-O: Competing in a Triple Threat is way different than a Fatal Four Way, with one less person to worry about. Statistically I mean, you have better odds in this match. No wonder he is confident in his chances.
Jake Mercer: I mean with Nyx in this match, his chances of winning goes down drastically.
Stew-O and Flannery McCoy: (groans.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: The match is underway and these competitors are looking for some redemption after last week, it’s not going to come down to who wants it but who wants it more.
Flannery McCoy: That’s very true, it looks like Nyx and Mig De Decker are looking to take down the biggest man in the ring first— and WOAH! The power of Mercer McKay just took both Elitists down as he thwarted their efforts with a MASSIVE shoulder block! Moving them like a pillow filled with feathers, he is already going to be a problem for the two of them!
Jake Mercer: Problem for one of them for sure, but he is massive I will give him that. Using his weight and size to his advantage will be key in this match. Like what he is doing now — lifting Mig up and slamming him DOWN with a power bomb! That had to have knocked his spin out of place.
Stew-O: He doesn’t seem to be done, picking him up again and SLAMMING him back down with a second one. He is showing his strength here, no man should want to be on the receiving end of that. Oh no, looks like he is turning his sights on Nyx sitting in the corner!
Jake Mercer: OH NO! Don’t touch her, she is worth more than every person in the arena! Yes, she slips right through the legs of Mercer McKay. Using her quick wits to get out of tight spots, that’s what we love about her.
Flannery McCoy: Speed is definitely the name of the game here as Nyx is moving as quickly as she can right now. He’s attempting to grab her, only leaving him more and more frustrated! Nyx is feeling brave, and she is looking for a SUPERKICK- BUT MERCER CATCHES THE LEG!
Stew-O: It’s as if he’s grown tired of how slippery Nyx has been, and as it stands now, there is no way out of this! Mercer McKay lifts her up with a power bomb, getting ready to slam her into the mat! Nyx is trying to punch at the skull of Mercer, trying to get free but it seems like there is only one way down!
Jake Mercer: I can’t LOOK—
Flannery McCoy: MIG WITH THE FORARM TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!
Jake Mercer: Excuse me?
Flannery McCoy: Mig with a save, clipping Mercer McKay in the back of the head! Nyx is able to get down to her feet! Mig strikes with a European uppercut, making McKay stumble back into the corner!
Stew-O: Mig is looking to get some revenge for those powerbombs, but he’s met with a LOUD OPEN HAND CHOP BY MIG! That sound made me think there was thunder in the arena! Again! Again! Again! Mig is not letting up. Look at Mercer’s chest, his chest is already red!
Flannery McCoy: Mercer PUSHING Mig back, his face is just as red as his chest. He is fuming-
Jake Mercer: But here comes Nyx with a high knee in the corner! High knee in the corner! Followed up with a beautiful BULLDOG that takes out Mercer! Look at the excellence shown in this match up! She saw an advantage and she took it.
Stew-O: With Mercer McKay down and now rolling out of the ring, this could be the chance that both Nyx and Mig De Decker needed.
Flannery McCoy: Both getting up, staring down each other, the teamwork was done. They know that only one of them can win-
Jake Mercer: AND IT WILL BE NYX! Beat him up!
Stew-O: The fight for dominance is on! Nyx with a punch!
Jake Mercer: YES!
Flannery McCoy: Mig De Decker with a punch!
Jake Mercer: NO!
Stew-O: Back and forth they go let’s see who- Mig with an irish whip! Rebound off the ropes, looking to catch her with clothes- NYX DUCKS IT! Coming back around, maybe he’ll catch her- AGAIN WITH A DODGE! Third time’s the charm-
Flannery McCoy: NYX WITH A HURRICANRANA REVERSAL! Mig is down, Nyx shouldn’t waste any time to get back on him. Who knows how long she has until the other roadblock creeps back in. She backs into the ropes, bouncing off, ROLL THROUGH and SOMERSAULT-
Jake Mercer: ROLLING THUNDER SPLASH! THAT’S IT COVER HIM!
ONE!!!
TW—
Stew-O: Mig kicks out! Still got more fight in him.
Jake Mercer: No, the referee is just counting slow. We need a new referee out here!
Flannery McCoy: Come on, it’s still early! Besides, Nyx is still in- SPOKE TOO SOON! Mig De Decker has a hold of her waist, raising her up into the air… AND HE HIT IT, PERFECT SAITO SUPLEX FOLDING NYX!
Stew-O: Mig is starting to get back in his element, he is hyping himself up. I would hate to be Nyx at this moment. Mig is picking her up by the arm, pulling her in for a SHORT ARM LARIAT! There is no escaping when you’re in his grasp.
Flannery McCoy: He isn’t done, lifting her up for ANOTHER BIG ONE! That one made her FLIP in the air! Usually people would go for a pin but Mig knows it won’t be enough. Getting into the corner, lining Nyx up for a Konkussion Kick!
Stew-O: Oh no…MIG LOOK BEHIND YOU!
Jake Mercer: MERCER MCKAY IS UP ON THE APRON AND HE LOOKS PISSED! GRABBING MIG BY THE NECK AND SLAMMING HIM DOWN WITH BIG CHOKESLAM!
Flannery McCoy: Their biggest threat is now back in the ring with even more burning anger in his eyes! Mercer McKay now GRABBING NYX BY THE NECK! LIFTING HER UP HIGH AND SLAMMING HER BACK DOWN WITH A MASSIVE CHOKESLAM! MERCER COVERS!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
Jake Mercer: KICK OUT! THANK GOODNESS, A KICK OUT!
Flannery McCoy: I respect the resilience but Mercer is going to do everything in his power to keep both these competitors down! They’ll need to be careful!
Jake Mercer: He can try whatever he wants, it won’t work on the future of the company and business-
Stew-O: AND MERCER MCKAY LIFTS UP NYX FOR A POWERSLAM!
Jake Mercer: NO, NO, NO PUT HER DOWN!
Flannery McCoy: SHE WILL BE BUT NOT IN THE WAY YOU WANT!
Stew-O: WAIT, MIG FROM BEHIND! TAKING DOWN THE BACK OF MERCER MCKAY’S LEG! MERCER IS ON HIS KNEE!
Jake Mercer: NYX SLIPS AWAY! YES! COME ON, NYX!
Flannery McCoy: Mig is focused on Mercer! CRANKING BACK HIS FIST FOR THE ‘STIFFEST PUNCH IN THE GAME’! THE BLOW LANDS RIGHT ON HIS HEAD! THIS COULD BE IT!
Stew-O: It looks like Mig isn’t taking any chances, getting Jake Mercer back to his feet…HOOKING THE HEAD AND LIFTING HIM UP FOR A BRAINBUSTER! A MASSIVE BRAINBUSTER! THIS COULD BE IT!
Flannery McCoy: THE REFEREE SLIDING IN!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!
THREEE—
Jake Mercer: WAIT A MINUTE FROM THE TOP ROPE! WEST COAST BY NYX! 450 SPLASH BY NYX! SHE BREAKS THE PIN! SHE BREAKS THE PIN!!
Stew-O: THIS IS HER CHANCE, ROLLING MIG OFF OF JAKE MERCER! SHE’S GOING TO STEAL IT!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREEE—
Flannery McCoy: MIG IS BACK TO HIS FEET!
Jake Mercer: WHAT????
Stew-O: HE PICKS UP NYX, HOOKING HER ARMS, LIFTING HER UP- BUTTERFLY EFFECT ON NYX! DRIVING HER HEAD INTO THE MAT! MIG COVERS NYX!!!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner… “The Realest Wrestler Around”… MIIIIIIIIIIIG DEEEEEEE DEEEEEEEECKER!!!
(Mig De Decker hops off of Nyx, banging his chest and feeling that adrenaline coursing through his veins. He grabbed his side, feeling some pain from this match — nothing that he can’t rest off.)
Flannery McCoy: What an impressive win for Mig, if he keeps this up who knows where he’ll be in the future!
Stew-O: Jake? You’re alright?
Jake Mercer: …What are you saying? I’m fine. Everything is fine, everything is just GREAT! Can we move on now?
Flannery McCoy: Whatever you say.
(Nyx was still laid out cold in the middle of the ring, while Mercer McKay was on the outside of the ring looking at Mig celebrating. He looked irritated but didn’t let it get to him, as he began to make his walk up the ramp. The scene fades on Mig De Decker on the turnbuckle still celebrating his victory with a smile.)
(A promotional video for Territorial Invasion began to play, featuring Bronson Daniels, Xander Payne, Andre Walker, Joso, Hans Grayson and Milli Banks!)
(Dynasty fades back onto the air, as the camera would point over to the backstage area, and the same mysterious man who has been roaming around in recent weeks – going by the name of “Ricky” – was seen walking around. He looked to be roaming pretty aimlessly right now, as in recent weeks he has been in attempts of stalking and getting to MITSU, but “Ricky” would suddenly be approached, not by MITSU, but the Dynasty interviewer; Michael Belfort.)
Michael Belfort: Uh. Hi-
Ricky: What do you want.
Michael Belfort: Well, we have all seen what has been going on within the recent weeks, and especially with you and apparently trying to get in contact with MITSU. You have basically been stalking him, and people are wondering what that is even supposed to be all about?
Ricky: You would never understand. You would never understand, because you are being paid to be painfully blinded away from the truth of this company and what it is all about, and truthfully, that is pretty sad. In fact, no one in this company will understand what any of this is supposed to be about, besides myself, the people around me, and even MITSU himself would understand if he gave me the time out of his day for me to explain myself and my cause. The system is something that I am not going to fall to, and I can promise you that. I am not going to let any of you get in the way of my mission ever, I am a man on a mission.
Michael Belfort: You’re right, I don’t understand. I don’t even know who you are! Who *are* you, and why is your name “Ricky” in the first place?!
Ricky: Please ask me questions that are actually worth answering. You don’t need to know who I am, and you especially don’t need to know why my name is “Ricky.”
Michel Belfort: .
(Michael takes a deep breath before continuing.)
Michael Belfort: Ricky, whoever you are, can you please tell us what your motives are? Why are you here, what do you have to do with MITSU? The people are wondering, and they don’t want to be left without answers,
Ricky: You don’t need to know, nor am I going to bother to tell you, or anyone else right now, because that would just be stupid of me. What I can say? Dynasty needs an overhaul, and I am tired of seeing this brand, and this company, go down under because of nonsensical idiots who will never be able to fix it. I can fix it; and fix will I do. I am going to fix it, and I am going to make sure that Dynasty can finally thrive again. Whether that includes MITSU, whether that includes anyone else, the fact of the matter is that Dynasty will finally be safe.
Michael Belfort: Um…
Ricky: We as a society need a new guard. Specifically, Dynasty as a brand needs a new guard. A new movement for people to be able to get behind, and that is exactly what I am going to make sure happens. There are unknown forces out there. They are looking to take things over, Michael. And they are coming very soon.
(Ricky says this, as he would then shove right past Michael, leaving Michael practically speechless.)
Michael Belfort: https://tenor.com/view/titus-oneil-shocked-stunned-surprised-wow-gif-16935288
(The camera would then fade out to ringside, where the next match is about to take place.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen… The following singles match is scheduled for ONE FALL!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!
(‘Sun Killer’ by Spiritbox is heard blasting through the arena as loud cheers can be heard erupting and get even louder as NOVA comes out ready for action as he heads directly to the ring slapping some hands on his way down.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first… From Places Unknown… Weighing in at 190 pounds… NOOOOOOOOOOOOOVA!
Stew-O: NOVA is trying to get back some momentum after a small slump he’s found himself in as it has affected him a bit as he seems more focused on the action rather than even speaking to his opponent here tonight!
Jake Mercer: It’s understandable at times seeing as sometimes actions do speak louder than words, but we will see tonight if NOVA has what it takes to let his actions speak for him rather than speaking for himself tonight on Dynasty!
(As NOVA quickly makes his way up the steel steps and poses for the fans, his theme song is quickly switched out as ‘Lord Knows’ by Drake ft. Rick Ross starts to fill out the arena as the crowd has mixed reactions seeing Cody Maverick make his way to the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing his opponent… From Las Vegas, Nevada… Weighing in at 235 pounds… He is the “Sin City Superstar”… CODYYYYYYYYYY MAVERIIIIIIIIIICK!!!
Flannery McCoy: Now this is an elitist with a lot of confidence as last week he proved the world that his debut loss was a fluke with a dominant win against his opponent, Nyx, but now he walks in against an opponent with a different wrestling style!
Stew-O: I think Cody Maverick has what it takes to be a big player here on Dynasty, but first he has to take care of the very agile NOVA and hey maybe we can see another dominant display from him here tonight!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Jake Mercer: The bell has rang and both elitist inside the ring are staring each other down as they quickly approach each other as they go for a Collar-and-Elbow Tie Up as both NOVA and Cody Maverick are trying to find an opening to get the advantage on this little grapple off, as NOVA uses his speed to get behind Cody Maverick as he attempts to go for a Snap Suplex! Cody Maverick however is able to escape from it as he elbows NOVA right on the face to escape the Snap Suplex, as Cody quickly grabs onto NOVA’s head as he takes him down with a Headlock takedown!
Stew-O: Cody Maverick unleashes a barrage of punches before quickly getting back up on his feet as he slowly picks up NOVA as he gloats on how easy it was to take down NOVA as he Irish Whips him toward the turnbuckle as he starts running toward NOVA with a VICIOUS Clothesline! NOVA is able to quickly escape at the last minute as he uses this moment to hit a Snap Suplex on the dazed Cody Maverick! NOVA isn’t done just yet as he hits Cody with a flawless Standing Moonsault! What a beautiful move!
Flannery McCoy: NOVA isn’t done just yet though as he knows Cody Maverick still has a lot in him as NOVA waits for Cody Maverick to get up as Cody uses the turnbuckle to get back up as he leans on it as NOVA out of nowhere with a Running Corner Clothesline that leaves Cody groggy on his feet as NOVA quickly tries to go for a Hurricanrana on his opponent… what’s this?!? Cody Maverick is holding NOVA up as he uses all his strength and power to keep him on his shoulders in a Powerbomb position as he lifts him up, but NOVA is able to slide off but is quickly put down with a Rolling Elbow that lays him down!
Jake Mercer: That’s what he gets for underestimating the ability of Cody Maverick! As Cody starts to run the ropes as he rebounds and goes for a Jumping Elbow Drop on the downed NOVA as he successfully connects as half of the crowd cheers on Cody Maverick as he starts to slowly pick up NOVA to go for a Wheelbarrow German Suplex on NOVA as he connects… NO! NOVA lands on his feet as he turns around Cody Maverick and hits him with a Superkick that sends him towards the ropes as he rebounds and is quickly met with a Hurricanrana that successfully plants Cody Maverick down on the mat and runs towards the ropes as he makes his way toward the outer side of the apron as he yells at Cody to get up!
Stew-O: It looks like Cody Maverick is slowly picking himself up as he finally gets up and NOVA looking to end this very quickly goes for his signature move the “Center of The Universe” as the Slingshot Cutter conn- CODY IS ABLE TO GRAB ONTO NOVA AND QUICKLY POSITION HIM FOR A VERTICAL SUPLEX AS HE WALKS AROUND WITH NOVA BEFORE FINALLY EXECUTING THE SUPLEX ON THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!
Flannery McCoy: Someone is very excited over that beautiful reversal, but the match isn’t over just yet and Cody knows this as he mounts on top of NOVA as he unleashes a barrage of elbows trying to possibly weaken the head so Cody can better use his amateur boxing experience to get a win here tonight as he quickly rolls off NOVA as he slowly picks up NOVA and starts trying to position him for a Sidewalk Slam. Cody starts to walk with his opponent, but that show of confidence may have cost him as NOVA starts to knee Cody till he drops him as NOVA starts to hit Cody Maverick with Knife-Edge Chops to the chest, as each chop sends him closer and closer to the ropes!
Jake Mercer: After the barrage of Knife-Edge Chops, NOVA finally has Cody Maverick pressed on the ropes as he Irish Whips Cody to the other side. Cody rebounds from the ropes as NOVA jumps over him as Cody uses the second rebound to attempt his signature move “Lights Out” as he takes a leap and connects with the Superman Punch right on the jaw of NOVA making NOVA slump and barely able to stand as he’s left dazed and confused! I think this may be the beginning of the end for NOVA as Cody Maverick starts to rile up the fans as they start cheering for him loudly!
Stew-O: Cody now kicks NOVA in his gut and goes for the “Sin City Stunner” as the stunner connects and NOVA may as well be knocked completely out as Cody Maverick goes for the cover!
ONEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner… The “Sin City Superstar”… CODYYYYYYYYYYY MAVERIIIIIIIIICK!!!
Flannery McCoy: What a dominant win from Cody Maverick here tonight as he showed the world that his amateur boxing experience is not something to ignore when you’re inside the ring with him, I mean what a beautiful punch from him!
Jake Mercer: You couldn’t have said it better, NOVA may have been the more agile elitist but Cody Maverick showed the world that all he needs is one well placed punch and the match is all his! Another win for Cody in the books and the second dominant one in the row as well!
Stew-O: We can all agree that Cody Maverick is slowly cementing himself as a New Breed talent to keep your eyes on here in Dynasty as he keeps impressing the world week after week! Congratulations to Cody Maverick as he continues to pick up momentum in his third match ever, what’s next for him? Only time will tell…
(Cody Maverick is seen showing off the hand he used to hit “Lights Out” on NOVA as he makes his way out of the ring with a confident smirk on his face, as the officials take a look at the knocked out NOVA as the scene fades elsewhere.)
(The camera cuts backstage of the Helsinki Arena and we’re immediately met by Cathy Kush standing ready with a microphone in hand. She has a pleasant smile on her face and takes a deep breath before beginning to speak.)
Cathy Kush: Ladies and Gentlemen, we’re only a few short weeks away from one of the biggest shows of the year, Territorial Invasion. There’s no doubt that Dynasty has certainly been heating up as we draw closer to the event and there was nothing more evident of that than the main event last week for the World Heavyweight Championship between Bronson Daniels and Ryan Wilson. The attack from Ryan Wilson’s DOMINION partner, Xander Payne may not come at the surprise of many, but a message was certainly sent to the newly crowned champion as he begins what is undoubtedly going to be something he’s going to have to grind, scratch and claw his way through if he wants to keep that championship, with the rest of the roster breathing down his neck in order to take it away from him. I’ve been given the chance to talk to both of these men, so please, welcome at this time… DOMINION.
(The camera pans across to reveal both Xander Payne and Ryan Wilson standing next to Cathy. The looks on their faces couldn’t be different. Xander was confident, obviously proud of his actions last week while Ryan Wilson still seemed a little dejected after falling short in capturing the World Heavyweight Championship last week.)
Cathy Kush: Obviously there are a lot of talking points to take away from the main event last week. There’s no doubt that things haven’t necessarily been going as planned for the two of you as of late. Ryan Wilson – you’ve had the chance to compete against some of the best that Dynasty has had to offer since being drafted to the brand after Pain for Pride. There are some people that may say that, while results may not have gone the way that you have hoped, that you’ve managed to prove that there’s a bright future ahead. It has to sting coming so close to winning the World Heavyweight Championship?
(Ryan slightly drops his head before answering.)
Ryan Wilson: It does suck, Cathy. I’ve spent a lot of years grinding away in this company. I’ve been told by a lot of people that there’s never going to be a day where I’m going to stand in front of the world with a World Championship. I was told that I wasn’t going to last in this company. I almost had it last week. I was inches away from winning the World Heavyweight Championship. I could have ended Bronson Daniels’ reign at the top of this brand before he had even had the chance to begin to enjoy it. Cathy, it took TWO of his best shots to keep me down. How many people can say the same? I’ve had that match replaying in my head all week. I’ve asked myself what I could have done differently? But, that’s been the last few weeks in a nutshell, hasn’t it? So close, but so far.
(Xander scoffs as a bewildered smirk crosses his face for the merest of moments.)
Xander Payne: I don’t know why you’re still worried, Ryan? You put in an A-Class effort last week. You came closer to winning the World Heavyweight Championship than anybody actually thought you would.
Ryan Wilson: Anybody?
Xander Payne: Anybody that doesn’t matter, Ryan! Look, you can stand there and feel sorry for yourself like everyone else would like you didn’t think that it was a good idea to challenge Bronson Daniels for a World Heavyweight Championship match after I did, and that you hoped that you were going to be able to take that championship before I had the chance to compete for it, OR you can do what you SHOULD be doing and look at the fact that we’re in ANOTHER main event match on Dynasty against two champions that couldn’t lace our boots on our best day. Results might not have gone our way, but it doesn’t matter. Theron Nikolas and Myles promised that they were going to be the end of DOMINION, and they’re fighting away in meaningless battles while we’re fighting champions. Theron’s being shipped away to Showdown to compete in a match against two other non-factors. Myles is the third wheel to Kassidy and Limmy. We’re still in the main event. The top of Dynasty. The tag team division on our backs; proving that results don’t matter when the cream always rises to the top. Think about how lucky Cathy is Ryan! She’s standing here now, interviewing the future Tag Team Champions. The next World Heavyweight Champion. A future World Champion! She’s not sitting here feeling sorry for anyone. She sees what WE’VE always known. And tonight? Does anybody really think that a one off collective of Milli Banks and Bronson Daniels are going to be able to stop the collective UNIT that is DOMINION? Nope! Nada! Not a chance!
(Xander turns his attention to Cathy as Ryan remains silent as his eyes remain on Xander.)
Xander Payne: So, you can stand there with that microphone and try to chip away at Ryan Wilson. He lost last week, boo hoo. This week we finish the job that wasn’t done last week. The same way that I’m going to finish the job when I win the World Heavyweight Championship.
(Xander slaps Ryan on the chest as he walks away. Ryan takes a moment as the hint of a smile crosses his face, silently thanking Cathy for her time before following.)
Cathy Kush: Back to you.
(The camera cuts back ringside. The fans are roaring and cheering, still amped up from what has been an exciting Friday night. Stephie Love comes into view as the next bout is about to be underway.)
( “Monsters” by Currents begins to play throughout the arena as we fade back to ringside once more. A slew of boos and negative reactions begin to get thrown around as Rory Slate is seen making her way through the curtain, having a look of determination plastered over her face. )
Stephie Love: The following contest is a singles division match scheduled for ONE FALL! Introducing first, fighting out of Chicago, Illinois! She is the Windy City Sadist… ROOORRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYY SLLAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: Ahhh, Rory Slate. A one of a kind performer in the middle of that ring who has a grand chance to make it #RoryAll tonight against a reigning champion within EAW. Personally, I wouldn’t mind that in the slightest. Hans Grayson is a tough man, but don’t forget that Rory Slate is maybe even a tougher woman. She brought everything that she could to Ms. Extreme at Reckless Wiring, and we know just how far she will go when it comes to walking home with a win.
( “The Leaving Song Pt. II” by AFI plays to a far better reaction from the crowd as Hans Grayson makes his way out with the EAW New Breed Championship around his waist. He makes his way down the ramp as he dabs up a few young fans, before then looking towards his opponent tonight in Rory Slate. )
Stephie Love: And introducing her opponent! Fighting out of Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada! He is The Fire Heart! He is the EAW New Breed Champion! He is… HAAANNNNNNNSSSSS GRRRRRRRAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: And here comes the champion! Hans Grayson certainly has a tough challenge ahead of himself in Rory Slate, but there hasn’t been anyone who the Fire Heart could not take in the past. We saw how he dealt with Caroline, and we saw how he dealt with Drake Armstrong, so he might have the edge against Rory, but that is still up to debate due to the very violent and explosive nature of The Windy City Sadist!
( DING! DING! DING! )
Stew-O: This match has officially begun… AND IT IS RORY SLATE WHO IMMEDIATELY DASHES OUT OF HER CORNER WITH A BUNCH OF CLOSED FIST SHOTS TO THE FACE OF HANS GRAYSON! WHAT A QUICK START TO THIS MATCH UP! Rory Slate has the New Breed Champion cornered at this point in time, as she now looks to Irish whip him across the ring and towards the opposite end… BUT HANS GRAYSON COUNTERS WITH AN IRISH WHIP OF HIS OWN! AND NOW HE RUNS RIGHT INTO RORY SLATE WITH A HUGE CORNER SPLASH! Incredible sequence of events. Rory Slate staggers out on some spaghetti legs as Hans Grayson swiftly turns to the top rope, perhaps for some aerial assault.. But Rory Slate turns around and shoves him off with all of her might! The New Breed Champion tumbles right on down!
Jake Mercer: Rory Slate is bringing her all very early on as she now brings Hans Grayson up to his feet.. With a KNEE into the jaw! And now another shot to the face! Rory Slate looks to build even more momentum as she runs off of the south ropes, back towards Hans Grayson… BUT HANS HAS IT SCOUTED WITH HIGH DROPKICK! Rory Slate just got a double boot to the face at point blank range, and that had to hurt a ton. Hans Grayson isn’t going to stop there as he forces The Windy City Sadist back to a standing base.. BUT RORY SLATE LOOKS FOR AN UPPERCUT— NO! IT IS CAUGHT BY THE CHAMPION AS HE PULLS RORY SLATE DOWN INTO A SUDDEN BACKSLIDE!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTWWWOOO—
Flannery McCoy: Nearly catching Rory Slate off guard right there as she is able to kick out right around two.. BUT RORY GETS BACK UP INTO A SUDDEN BIG BOOT BY HANS GRAYSON! Rory Slate isn’t going to stay down so easily as she picks herself up within the south east corner, waving on her opponent.. And she dodges Hans’ attempt at a shot to the throat! Hans Grayson is now the one within the corner.. AND RORY SLATE STARTS UNLOADING WITH SEVERAL KICKS INTO THE STOMACH! FIVE, SIX, SEVEN, EIGHT! ALL IN ONE SITTING! Hans Grayson is down and out within the corner as Rory Slate takes a few steps back before rushing back in… CANNON BALL! A HUGE CANNON BALL TO THE NEW BREED CHAMPION!
Stew-O: That had to take a lot out of Hans Grayson as he simply falls over onto his hands and knees, trying ever since hard to get back into the fight.. But Rory Slate will not let that happen! KICK TO THE RIBS! Hans has no choice but to roll out onto the apron as he tries to control his breathing, however that doesn’t last long at all as Rory Slate grabs Hans Grayson to his feet from on the apron.. WOAH! HANS GRAYSON WITH A HEADBUTT OUT OF NOWHERE! AND NOW A FOREARM SMASH TO THE JAW! Rory Slate has no choice but to fall back from her offense as the champion once more is back on top… AND HANS GRAYSON IS LOOKING FOR THAT “BURNING SHOT LARIAT” VERY EARLY ON—
Jake Mercer: BUT RORY SLATE IS ABLE TO AVOID THE FINISHING MOVE AS SHE USES HANS’ OWN MOMENTUM TO THROW HIM UP AND DROP HIM BACK DOWN WITH A MICHINOKU DRIVER! What a reversal by Rory Slate! She is able to turn the tables yet again as she drags Hans Grayson up in the middle of the ring, hooking the arm… AND A FISHERMAN’S SUPLEX! No — wait, not just one! She is holding through and maybe looking for a second… NO! THIS TIME AROUND IT IS A BRAINBUSTER! BRAINBUSTER TO THE EAW NEW BREED CHAMPION, AND NOW A COVER BY RORY SLATE!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTWWWOOO!!!
Flannery McCoy: THE CHAMPION POWERS OUT! Rory Slate has been bringing an amazing effort here tonight, but it will still take a hell of a lot more to put away Mr. Hans Grayson! Rory Slate grabs the Fire Heart right by his hair as she looks to continue the brutal assault that she has been going with thus far.. BUT HANS GRAYSON PUSHES RORY SLATE AWAY AND JUMPS UP FOR A HURRICANRANA! Catching his opponent off guard yet again as Rory Slate holds onto her back, looking to get back to her feet… She goes for a clothesline— BUT IT IS DUCKED INTO A GERMAN SUPLEX! Hans Grayson has the bridge for maybe a pinfall here… But he chooses to roll through with the grasp instead, as he pulls Rory Slate back up.. AND INTO A SECOND GERMAN SUPLEX RIGHT INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!
Stew-O: Oh my, what a landing for Rory! Going back first into the top and middle turnbuckles is absolutely not a good feeling.. She seems stunned now as Hans Grayson pulls her in for maybe a third German Suplex into the middle of the ring— BUT RORY SLATE IS ABLE TO LAND ONTO HER FEET! Hans Grayson has not a clue that this occurred as he turns around to face Rory Slate once more… SCOOP SLAM BY RORY! A quick and effective way to get the match back on her side as both she and Hans Grayson now slowly begin to return to their feet, using some more time here to recover.. AND RORY SLATE GRABS THE ARMS OF HANS GRAYSON FROM BEHIND FOR A SNAP DRAGON SUPLEX! RORY SLATE HOLDS HANS GRAYSON THERE FOR THE COVER!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTWWWOOO!!!
TTTHHHRRR—
Jake Mercer: HANS GRAYSON KICKS OUT AGAIN! Rory Slate looks a little bit frustrated as she gets back to her feet, now looking down at our champion. Maybe in just a few more moves she will be able to put this man away, but who knows. We have seen legends like Impact even struggle with Hans Grayson at a time, and so the possibilities here are bar none. Rory Slate pulls the champion back up and shoots a FOREARM into the chest! AND HANS WITH ONE OF HIS OWN! And Rory Slate lands ANOTHER! RIGHT INTO THE FACE! These two are giving it their all— AS HANS GRAYSON LANDS A KICK STRAIGHT TO THE KNEE! Rory Slate is brought down a peg as she immediately cradles that left leg in agony!
Flannery McCoy: That could very well have done it for Rory Slate as Hans Grayson winds up.. A KICK RIGHT INTO THE HEAD OF RORY SLATE! Rory Slate is brought down to both knees.. And Hans Grayson sees a huge opportunity! He rushes through the middle ropes as he throws off his elbow pad! He is looking for that “Burning Shot Lariat” yet again as he sizes up Rory Slate.. But she pushes herself away from Hans Grayon’s sights! Very smart on her end as the New Breed Champion now has to re-enter the ring and continue with the attack after a long break of nothing.. AND RORY SLATE POPS UP BEHIND HANS GRAYSON AND THROWS HIM UP FOR THAT HALF NELSON BACKBREAKER! HER “SLATE’S ARROW” SIGNATURE MOVE LANDS PERFECTLY AS HANS GRAYSON IS BROUGHT DOWN TO THE CANVAS!
Stew-O: AND RORY SLATE IS UP TO HER FEET AS SHE IS NOW CALLING UP HANS GRAYSON! SHE WANTS THE END OF THIS MATCH! Rory Slate grabs the champion by the hair and hooks the arms! That “GTFO” DDT seems to be on the way… But Hans with some stiff shots into the stomach! He is trying to fight his way out of Rory Slate’s grasp.. And so she grabs the champion and tosses him over the top rope in order to get some space… Oh wait! BUT HANS GRAYSON HUNG ONTO THAT TOP ROPE! RORY SLATE HAS NO IDEA AS SHE TURNS AROUND… INTO THE “BURNING SHOT LARIAT” THAT FINALLY CONNECTS! HANS GRAYSIN TOOK HIS LUCKY SHOT AND IT LANDED! HE HOOKS THE LEGS!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTWWWOOO!!!
TTTHHHRRREEEEEE!!!
( DING! DING! DING! )
Stephie Love: The winner of this match… He is the EAW New Breed Champion! HAAANNNNNNNSSSSS GRRRRRRRAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
( “The Leaving Song Pt. II” by AFI begins to sound once more as Hans Grayson pushes himself off of Rory Slate, having his hand raised in victory by the referee who brings along the EAW New Breed Championship. The crowd loudly cheers for the Fire Heart as he picks up yet another amazing victory. )
Jake Mercer: Amazing, amazing match by the New Breed Champion; Hans Grayson and his opponent tonight in Rory Slate. These two did not disappoint whatsoever, and so I am very eager to see what these two do next in the middle of that squared circle. With a performance like this, it is nothing but upwards trajectory no matter if you were the winner or loser. Rory Slate had a great showing despite the huge negative at the end of the night, no doubt about it. I see big things for her in the future.
Flannery McCoy: I agree with that, Jake. Hans and Rory gave it their all, especially on the end of Hans Grayson. A win like this will catapult— WOAH! OH MY GOD! HANS GRAYSON JUST GOT DROPPED WITH A FOREARM SMASH TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! THAT’S MICHAEL MACHINA! MACHINA IS HERE AND HE IS UNLOADING WITH AN ASSAULT ON THE CHAMPION!
Stew-O: Oh no.. This is not good for the champion. The arena here has sunk into immediate harsh boos as Michael Machina props himself within a corner. Hans Grayson is getting up to his feet, but he seems far from prepared for what is to come. Michael Machina is ready for that “Bullet From Hell” spear… AND HE DARTS RIGHT AT HANS GRAYSON— INTO A HUGE SUPERKICK! SUPERKICK BY HANS GRAYSON TO THE JAW OF MICHAEL MACHINA! WHAT A SHOT BY THE NEW BREED CHAMPION… MICHAEL MACHINA WAS DROPPED WITHIN A SECOND!
Jake Mercer: And it seems to me that he is not going to take anymore! Michael Machina is out of there!
( Michael Machina rolls out of the ring as he falls to a knee, holding his jaw from that superkick. He looks into the ring at Hans Grayson who gets back to his feet in celebration of throwing Machina right off of his game. Hans holds the New Breed Championship high in the air as the crowd cheers on, with the camera fading elsewhere. )
(The camera cuts backstage to Ronan Malosi, who receives a loudly negative reaction from fans as he paces back-and-forth, on the phone, wearing his ring gear for later tonight, which includes an Andre Walker shirt.)
Ronan Malosi: Hey, it’s me, Ronan. Like, Ronan Malosi. Look, I have been calling, texting, emailing you guys at Mattel Studios, trying to pitch this million dollar idea I have. Honestly, it’s about time you picked up the phone. Now, hear me out, Andre Walker, Ronan Malosi, put us in one of those two-packs you guys make. You can call it the best friends pack! …no, no, I don’t want it “taken into consideration,” I want it made. Do you know who you’re talking to right now? I’m Andre’s right hand man, and after Territorial Invasion, I’ll be Interwire Champion, so I’ll need you to make a figure for that too- hello? …hello? Did they just- no, no, no, you do NOT hang up on Andre Walker’s best friend like that!
(Ronan goes to furiously dial back, but he’s interrupted when POTARA enter the frame, wearing the Unified Tag Titles over their shoulders. They receive a positive reaction from the crowd, but an annoyed reaction from Ronan, who rolls his eyes before tucking his phone away.)
Ronan Malosi: Oh, great, you too. Let me guess, you’re here to apologize?
(Harper and Holly both glance at each other, amused.)
Holly Arrow: Apologize?
Ronan Malosi: Yeah, apologize. Apologize for the way you disrespected me last time. I mean, do you know who’s show your on?
Harper Lee: Enlighten us.
Ronan Malosi: Gladly. You’re on Dynasty, so this is MY show! Well, my and The Kaiser’s show, but still! It’s my show!
Harper Lee: Well, if this is “your show,” you’d think you’d have been chosen to represent it in something like Brand Warfare.
Ronan Malosi: Trust me, I would’ve, but something came up. I’ve got a title match to prepare for.
(A cocky grin forms on Ronan’s face.)
Holly Arrow: Oh, your title match that Andre gifted to you after losing, right?
Ronan Malosi: Oh, ha-ha, very funny. But Andre didn’t just “gift” me a title match, he gave me what I rightfully deserved, and what I’ve earned. What has SOSA done to earn a title match? He won one match, me? I won multiple. Besides, you should be glad that I’m not in Brand Warfare. Remember, I led Team Voltage to victory last year, and I could easily do the same again this year. Hell, if I were on the team, I’d personally make sure to eliminate you two first. :mjgrin:
Harper Lee: That’s funny, Ronan, because every time we’ve shared a ring together, I’ve beaten you. One time, I even made you quit. It’s a shame you didn’t stay that way though.
Holly Arrow: And I remember hoisting him up for a burning hammer. :mjlol:
(Ronan shakes his head.)
Ronan Malosi: Nope… I’ve got absolutely no memory of that. No memory at all.
Holly Arrow: Your memory must be real hazy then, because you also got no memory of how last year’s Territorial Invasion went either. You weren’t a leader, you were more of a liability for your team if anything.
Harper Lee: Yeah, and that’s the REAL reason why no GM made the mistake of picking you this year.
(Ronan scoffs.)
Ronan Malosi: Whatever. You guys think I’m losing sleep over Brand Warfare, and being picked for that match? I was picked by The Kaiser, the GOAT, the guy carrying our industry right now, Andre Walker, and really, that’s all that matters. Not some petty brand beef that serves no purpose in the long run. “Oh, I won, so my brand is better.” Wrong. If Ronan Malosi or Andre Walker aren’t on it, then your brand isn’t worth watching.
Harper Lee: If you’re not on it, I think that makes the stock of the brand drastically go up actually.
(Ronan chuckles to himself, brushing Harper Lee off.)
Holly Arrow: And you said Brand Warfare serves no purpose, right?
Ronan Malosi: Right.
Holly Arrow: But what purpose are you serving for Andre besides being his personal bag carrier?
Harper Lee: I mean, Ronan, I knew you were pretty stupid, but now? Now, you’re just plain gullible.
Holly Arrow: Yeah, it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out Andre is using you, and the moment you wear out that usefulness, he’s tossing you to the wayside.
Ronan Malosi: Yeah, yeah, yeah, save me the speech, okay? Andre would NEVER do that, and to tell you the truth, I think you two are just jealous. You’re jealous of our friendship, and you’re jealous that The Kaiser actually cares about me. Meanwhile, the only person who cares about you is a washed up, Cameron Ella Ava.
Harper Lee: Yep, you really got us there, Ronan. But all jokes aside, we could care less about being acknowledged by some fake, wannabe Kaiser.
Holly Arrow: Hell, I could care less about talking to his own personal ass-Kaiser.
(The crowd erupt with boos as Albert Hitchman enters the frame, standing next to Ronan, who confidently smiles.)
Ronan Malosi: Oh, you two have done it now. You’ve brought The Wiseman out.
Albert Hitchman: Ladies, I couldn’t help but overhear your little back-and-forth with Ronan here, and I know you won’t take it, but here’s some advice. Keep Andre’s name out your mouth, or at the very least, watch how you speak on it. The Kaiser is always watching, and he’s always listening. Besides, Holly… I’d hate for you to reunite with your old boo thang, Jake Smith, in neighboring hospital bed.
Ronan Malosi: BOOM! GOT EM!
(Ronan puts his hand up for a high five to Albert, but Albert leaves him hanging, prompting Ronan to high five himself before putting his arm down. Holly and Harper look to each other, pretending to be intimidated.)
Harper Lee: Well, that changes everything!
Holly Arrow: Yeah! Y-You mean Andre Walker, THE Andre Walker is watching right now?
(Albert nods.)
Ronan Malosi: Yep! As we speak! Matter of fact-
(Ronan waves to the camera, and flaunts his shirt.)
Ronan Malosi: Hey, Kaiser, check it out! It’s your new shirt, now available on EAWShop.Com.
(Ronan throws up the one for the camera, and turns attention back to POTARA.)
Holly Arrow: Well, that was… something.
Harper Lee: However, knowing that “The Kaiser” is watching… hopefully, he sees or, well, hears this loud and clear.
(Ronan scoffs.)
Ronan Malosi: Hears wha-
(Together, Harper and Holly slap the hell out of Ronan and Albert, who stagger slightly while favoring their cheeks. POTARA walk away laughing, and Ronan quickly goes to check on Albert, placing his hand on Hitchman’s shoulder.)
Ronan Malosi: Wiseman! Are you okay?!
(Albert swats Ronan’s hand away.)
Albert Hitchman; DONT TOUCH ME! THOSE TWO ARE GONNA PAY!
Ronan Malosi: Oh, absolutely.
(A seething Ronan and Albert rub their cheeks in pain while the camera fades to commercials.)
(An advertisement plays for New York’s Labor Day Parade, featuring Drake King and Ronn Banks. Take part in it before your Jamaican and New York cards get revoked!)
(Back to the live broadcast of Dynasty, the camera cuts to a wide shot of the arena, showcasing the audience in Helsinki, Finland, who erupt with boos as blares throughout the arena, and Sienna Jade comes out, wearing her street clothes, given she doesn’t have a match, and saunters to the ring with a cocky attitude.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome EAW Hall of Famer… SIENNA JADE!
Stew-O: Last week, we caught wind of a ‘Hall of Fame showcase’ match, which has all the potential in the world to be combustible, pitting Hall of Famers from each brand against one another.
Flannery McCoy: Absolute brilliant decision making from Tyrone Montgomery, Kennedy Street, and Captain Charisma, who have guaranteed the fans a treat at Territorial. If you haven’t bought tickets, please do now.
Jake Mercer: Yeah, Madison, Charlie, and Sienna together in the same match could break the Deltzer scale!
Flannery McCoy: I don’t think either of those competitors care about that, Jake. :wow:
Jake Mercer: They should!
(Sienna Jade enters the ring, and struts to the other side, sticking her hand out through the middle rope, requesting a microphone, which she soon gets from a stagehand. Sienna walks to the center of the ring, giant grin on her face, ready to address the crowd, who begin to simmer down, letting the Hall of Famer speak after ‘Unfuckwithable’ by Deez Nuts fades in the background.)
Sienna Jade: Ok, I’ll just come out, and say it… I told you so.
(The crowd reign down with boos, but Sienna ignores them, continuing her speech.)
Sienna Jade: I told you that, at Reckless Wiring, I would beat Sierra Everett pillar to post, and in the process, squash her like the little cockroach she is, and I did exactly that. And honestly, if you’re surprised about that, then you must be new here. You must not know exactly just who the hell I am, but if you’re confused, look back to what that Stevie girl said during my entrance. I am Sienna Jade, an EAW Hall of Famer. Now, typically, people get to this point in their careers, and start to slow down, but I haven’t slowed down, and I certainly haven’t gotten lost with the new crop of talent here in Elite Answers Wrestling. Matter of fact, I’ve kept up quite easy, and helped remind these new girls that… there’s levels to this game, and mine? Mine, they’re just not on. Sierra Everett is no different, which is why the result at Reckless Wiring was a foregone conclusion. Sierra can’t touch me, NONE of these new girls can touch me, and in fact, there’s not many current elitists that can touch me either.
(Sienna shrugs, almost saying “sorry not sorry” with her actions.)
Sienna Jade: Season sixteen, I only lost at ONE free-per-view, and on Dynasty, all I do is win. Like I said, when people become Hall of Famers, they start to slow down, slip up, become lazy, become complacent, but not me. Not Sienna Jade, and while an EAW Hall of Famer, while I’ve basically accomplished everything there is to accomplish, while I could retire today, and have no regrets about my career or how it went, my drive still remains. I still hunger to prove myself, and that, THAT is why I became Universal Women’s Champion not even a month after returning. Look, I already was gonna be a Hall of Famer, but my reign there simply solidified that. It showed that I am working on an entirely different wavelength than most people here, and it showed that, as of right now, I am the greatest active Hall of Famer in this company! Ya know what? I’m greater than Visual Prophet. I’m greater than Drake King. I’m greater than Jack Ripley. I’m greater than TLA. I’m greater than BOTH my opponents at Territorial Invasion-
(‘O Fortuna’ by Carl Orff plays to a mixed reaction from fans, some not liking Kaline, but others wanting to see Sienna Jade get cut off during her egotistical rant. Madison walks to the ring with a purpose, looking unhappy with the comments made by Jade, especially the last sentence before she was cut off. Meanwhile, Sienna looks annoyed at being interrupted, not taking the perceived disrespect kindly.)
Stew-O: Well, here comes Madison Kaline, and I don’t think anyone was expecting her tonight. However, she is expected for Voltage, along with Sienna Jade to do commentary for Charlie Marr’s match against Cy Henderson.
Flannery McCoy: It’s not even Voltage yet, and both competitors already seem to be sick of the other’s presence.
Stew-O: Wouldn’t you be sick of Sienna’s if you’re Madison right now? She basically just went on a whole rant about how she’s better than everyone else, including you.
Jake Mercer: You don’t get to Sienna’s position without a lack of confidence.
Flannery McCoy: Neither do you get to Madison Kaline’s, who’s confidence in herself, and her abilities might be what makes her butt heads with Sienna the most.
(Madison picks a microphone up off the steps, and walks up them, entering the ring to stand face-to-face with Sienna Jade.)
Madison Kaline: Cut the music!
(At Madison’s request, ‘O Fortuna’ by Carl Orff fades in the background, and Kaline begins to speak up afterwards.)
Madison Kaline: I’m not sorry for interrupting, and based off these people’s reaction, they wanted someone to interrupt you. Because if I or anyone else had to you, and your annoying voice go on and on about being the best of Hall of Famer this, best Hall of Famer that, I’d send my head through a wall. But before that, I’d put yours through a wall first, because don’t think I forgot what happened last week either! Matter of fact, remembering it right now doesn’t just annoy me, it PISSES me off. To think, all I’ve done for this company, and I can’t even get a clean match around here. You just had to interfere, you just had to poke your nose in my business, and that’s what really grinds my gears, that’s what really makes me angry, because we’ve been through this before Sienna. Last season, we went through this, and unfortunately, I came up short. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to beat you. Now, I’d THINK you’d be content with that victory, Sienna, but no, I guess not. I guess you’re still the same disrespectful, petty gnat, so much so, you’re going around costing me matches, and even worse, you’re going around calling yourself a better Hall of Famer than moi.
Sienna Jade: Yeah, and it’s true.
(Madison laughs Sienna off, which ticks Sienna off greatly, prompting her to speak up.)
Sienna Jade: Excuse me, but what are you laughing at? What’s so funny? Is it the idea of me being a better Hall of Famer than you? Is that it? Well, Madison, I think you’re forgetting… that’s not an opinion. That is a fact. I mean, when’s the last time you’ve even won a match?
(Madison’s smile goes away, offended by Sienna’s comments, which have managed to tick her off as well.)
Madison Kaline: I can tell you the next time I’m going to win a match, and it’ll havd you in it.
Sienna Jade: Oh yeah, when’s that? Territorial Invasion?
Madison Kaline: You’re damn right.
Sienna Jade: I should be the one laughing, not you, because the very idea of THAT is hilarious. But if you do manage to pull out an upset, and win, congrats Maddie. But it won’t be at my expense, and your best bet is getting me out of that ring, so you can pin Charlie Marr, or Champagne Charlie, whatever he wants to call himself nowadays.
Madison Kaline: Trust me, I won’t need to pin Charlie in order to win this match. I could JUST as easily pin you.
Sienna Jade: In what world?
Madison Kaline: Funny. But if you want a preview of Territorial Invasion, I could give it to you right now.
Sienna Jade: I’m not going anywhere. You know what? Take the first swing. I dare you! I’ll STILL drop your ass right here, right now.
(Sienna puts her hands behind her back, and sticks her chin out for Madison to take her best shot. Madison looks at her fist, contemplating taking Sienna up on her offer, but she’s interrupted.)
???: Whoa, whoa, whoa, hang on a minute!
(Sienna and Madison turn their attention to the stage area as Champagne Charlie makes his way down to the ring with a microphone in hand. Marr shakes his head, laughing to himself briefly while walking down to the ramp.)
Champagne Marr: Look, nobody wants to see you two fight. We’ve already seen you joust on the mic, and really, it wasn’t that interesting. Thankfully, I’m here to inject a little bit of truth into this conversation, because both of you are, quite frankly, delusional. You’re delusional to think that either of you should be considered great Hall of Famers currently.
(Charlie Marr enters the ring, and Madison Kaline moves positions in the ring, standing in the middle of Marr and Jade now.)
Champagne Charlie: Sienna, I’ve shared a ring with you before, and I’m one of the reasons you have this “Hall of Fame career” in the first place. I’m sure everyone in this arena remembers Jaded Hearts making history, defeating MarrKade for the Unified Tag Team Titles, becoming the first team to win Empire and EAW gold. But look at how things have turned out. I mean, you were Universal Women’s Champion, but that is a “what have you done for me lately” business, and Sienna, what have you done lately besides be everything you claim not to be. Washed. You’re so washed that you have to wrestle against arrogant new breeders, and other, more washed Hall of Famers in order to win nowadays. You’re barely a blimp in the sea of greats that exist today.
(Charlie looks over to Madison.)
Champagne Charlie: Then there’s you. You have fallen off more and more with each month that passes, and honestly? It’s quite sad.
(Charlie backs over at Sienna.)
Champagne Charlie: But back to you, Sienna. I’ve been watching a bit of Dynasty, and not only are you facing arrogant new breeders, and washed Hall of Famers like I said, but you’ve also become Tyrone’s personal errand girl.
Sienna Jade: Errand girl?! You think I’m an errand girl??? Trust me, I’m no errand girl, and you? You’re probably just bitter because your partner, ol’ Daryl Kinkade? Yeah, he’s far more relevant than you right now.
Champagne Charlie: You’re not the only one who can take low blows, Sienna, because I could say the same thing when it comes to you and Kassidy. Everyone knows she’s better than you.
(Sienna leans back against the ropes, and yawns, remaining nonchalant about Charlie’s comment there, successfully shrugging it off.)
Madison Kaline: Okay, okay, okay, enough with the history lessons, and insults we’ve heard about a thousand times. They don’t change the fact that I am STILL the best Hall of Famer standing in this ring right now. After all, if you want to focus on history, let’s focus on history. While you two were still getting your feet wet, and coming close to the main event scene in EAW, I was leading an entire division as the Unified Women’s Champion. When you were having your break out years in 2019, I was ALREADY in the Hall of Fame from the year prior. You guys may not realize it, but you’re like little kids to me. Little kids trying to follow after your big sister, isn’t that cute?
Champagne Charlie: Big sister? With those wrinkles on your face, you could pass for my mom.
Madison Kaline: Nice try. I know I’m flawless.
Sienna Jade: Whatever you want to tell yourself, and the same goes for you, Charlie. But at Territorial Invasion, whether you like it or not, I’m going to win, and not just help Dynasty, but prove that I’m better than any other Hall of Famer in the process.
(Sienna smugly grins as she leaves the ring, leaving Charlie and Madison, who watch her pose on the ramp as ‘Unfuckwithable’ by Deez Nuts plays in the background while the camera fades to a brief commercial break.)
(An advertisement plays for Chainsaw Man, featuring Jay Jerry Johnson and MITSUBACHI.)
(Dynasty comes back onto the air, as Jay Jerry Johnson would be seen sitting at the announcer’s table with a headset on. Stew welcomes him to the table. It would then fade to the ring where Stephie Love is seen.)
Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!
(‘Mo Money’ by Ben McLusky would hit the speakers of the arena to an explosion of boos, as the current number one contender to the Interwire Championship; Ronan Malosi makes his way out onto the stage. He takes in the reaction, before he makes his way down the ramp.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! Residing from The Isle of Samoa, weighing in at 270 pounds, HE HAS ‘MORE MONEY THAN YOU!!!!!’ RONAN MALOSI!!!!!!!!!
(From there, ‘Dead Opps’ by DD Osama & Notti Osama would hit the speakers. The boos continued to flow throughout the arena, as Michael Machina would then make his way out. He looks around, and he doesn’t seem to take anything in; looking straight ahead for business, as he makes his way down and towards the ring.)
Stephie Love: And his opponent! From Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 240 pounds, he is The ‘MONEYMAKER!!!!!’ MICHAEL MACHINA!!!!!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Jay Jerry Johnson: yawn.
Stew-O: And here we go! The number one contender to the Interwire Championship himself; Ronan Malosi takes on Michael Machina, with Jay Jerry Johnson joining commentary! The two begin to pace around the middle of the ring for this anticipated match… AND MICHAEL MACHINA BOLTS RIGHT AT RONAN MALOSI!!! HE’S GOING FOR ‘MONEY SHOT!!!’ THE HUGE LARIAT COMING FROM STRAIGHT TO HELL TO END THIS MATCH–
Flannery McCoy: RONAN MALOSI QUICKLY DUCKS UNDER IT! He was able to avoid that disaster early on here, as he quickly turned back around towards Michael, before turning Michael right towards him, and now Ronan starts to beat down on him with those lefts and rights! Michael is leaning up against the ropes, as Ronan continues to connect with those face and body shots, before he is forcefully pulled away by the referee.
Jake Mercer: It looks like Michael is trying to recover here, he was clearly caught off guard from the fury of shots by the great and mighty Ronan Malosi, as Michael stumbles out of the ropes… AND RONAN CATCHES HIM WITH A BIG BOOT RIGHT TO THE FACE! Michael is already down to the mat, and Ronan is proud of what he is able to accomplish so far in this match, as am I! YOU GO RONAN!
Jay Jerry Johnson: Jake, your dickriding is absolutely sickening and you need to get a fucking grip of yourself before I take your headset away from you.
Jake Mercer: :lupe:
Stew-O: It looks like Ronan is going to exit out of the ring, and he is right out in front of us! It looks like he is going to be looking to inflict some early punishment onto Michael, as he would pull him out of the ring, BEFORE SLAMMING HIS FACE DOWN AND ONTO THE APRON! Michael holds at his nose, as he would then grab him by the wrist, AND IRISH WHIPS HIM AS HARD AS CAN BE INTO THE RINGPOST, AND MICHAEL IS NOT IN A GOOD PREDICAMENT!
Flannery McCoy: We haven’t seen Michael on the defense like this so early into a match before, but that is exactly what is happening, as Ronan would quickly throw him back into the ring, before he would get back up onto the apron… oh and come on! Look at him taunting the Interwire Champion who is on commentary right now!
Ronan Malosi: (off-mic) I HOPE YOU’RE WATCHING JAY! LOOK AT THE GREATNESS OF YOUR NEXT INTERWIRE CHAMP!
Jay Jerry Johnson: Yeah, yeah. Whatever. You should be focusing on your fucking match instead of throwing out false promises, or else I will get out of my seat and fuck you up.
Jake Mercer: HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT?!?!! You need to be more respectful to the man who is going to quite possibly be taking YOUR title in just a couple of short weeks time at the Territorial Invasion event, and he is proving to you the threat he poses; you should be GRATEFUL, AND LOOK, HE’S GOING TO TEACH YOU ANOTHER VIEWING LESSON, AS HE ENTERS INTO THE RING AND–
Stew-O: MICHAEL GRABS RONAN BY THE HEAD, AND HE ENDS UP SENDING HIM SLIDING ACROSS THE RING!
Jake Mercer: NO! RONAN, GET BACK INTO THIS! WHAT WENT WRONG? WHY?! HOW?! I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS!
Jay Jerry Johnson: Ahah.
Flannery McCoy: Ronan Malosi was obviously way too focused on the Interwire Champion joining us for commentary, as he quickly gets back up to his feet, still stunned from being launched by Michael Machina, as he turns around… INTO ‘MONEYMAKER!!!!!’ THE LARIAT SENDS RONAN STRAIGHT DOWN TO HELL, AS MICHAEL FINALLY HITS IT, AND HE QUICKLY GOES FOR THE COVER!
OOONNNEEE!!!!!!!!!
TWWWWOOOO!!!!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! WHEW! RONAN MALOSI KICKS OUT AT THE COUNT OF TWO! It is CLEARLY the power of him acknowledging our Kaiser that has given Ronan Malosi the ability to kick out, and Michael Machina does not look happy about it! Well, that’s too bad for him, because Ronan is here to stay! And he is going to prove to the whole world why he’s the next Interwire Champion!–
(Jay quickly yanks Jake’s headset off, and slaps him in the head.)
Jay Jerry Johnson: I’m taking commentary over for you, now.
Jake Mercer: (off-mic) Wha–
Jay Jerry Johnson: Bring our attention back to the action, Stew!
Stew-O: Sure thing, Jay! Michael Machina has found his way back into control for the first time within this match, and what way did he do it, suddenly catching Ronan with that ‘Moneymaker’ clothesline coming straight from hell that he tried to connect with at the very beginning of the match. And now, Michael gets back up to his feet, grabbing Bill by his shirt collar as he YANKS him back up to his feet, before throwing him over into the corner!
Flannery McCoy: Firstly, thank you Jay!
Jake Mercer: (off-mic) Hmph.
Flannery McCoy: Secondly, MICHAEL RUNS RIGHT INTO THE CORNER AT RONAN, CATCHING HIM WITH A CLOTHESLINE! But Michael wasn’t done, and he continues to hit those clotheslines over and over again! Ronan does not look to be in a good position right now as Michael Machina continues to floor him in the corner, until he falls seated in the corner!
Jake Mercer: (off-mic): Ronan–
Jay Jerry Johnson: Not going to lie to you, Ronan is getting his ASS beat right now, and it looks like there is no Kaiser to save him either! Isn’t that such an awful tragedy? Anyways, Michael quickly pulls Ronan back up to his feet, before he irish whips him off and into the ropes, AND MICHAEL SENDS RONAN CRASHING DOWN AND INTO THE MAT WITH A SHOULDER BLOCK, TAKING HIM OUT!
Stew-O: It looks like almost in a near instant, Ronan Malosi had gotten his offense completely ripped away from him, and now he is suffering through the destruction that we have come to know by the hands of Michael Machina. He quickly picks Ronan back up once more, AND A RIGHT CLOSED FIST TO THE FACE, AND RONAN STAYS DAZED AND CONFUSED FROM THESE SHOTS AND MACHINA IS ON FIRE!!
Flannery McCoy: Ronan staggers away and into the ropes, and you can tell that he is trying to fight for his life right here… and he is able to get a kick in on Michael! He doubles over, holding at his gut as Ronan quickly grabs a hold of him, nailing a right hand to the face! It looks like Ronan is getting back into this match, as he would float Michael over into a seated position.
Jay Jerry Johnson: HEART BREAKING: Ronan Malosi is actually getting offense in this match. As he quickly shoots himself off of the ropes, and he kicks Michael right in the face with the boot. It looks like Ronan is starting to fight back into it, until he screws himself out of the offense and probably the match, but you didn’t hear that from me. The fact of the matter is that Ronan has found his footing once again in this match.
(Jake can be seen cheering and rooting for Ronan (in absolute pain and sadness) despite not having his headset anymore, being seated near the timekeeper.)
Stew-O: Ronan looks to be on fire all of a sudden; like something was lit underneath him, as he is quick to back into the corner… and oh no. Is he calling for it? I’m so glad that Jake had been taken off the commentary, but it seems like it doesn’t save us from–
Ronan Malosi: (off-mic) OOOOOOOOHWAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: Welp. MICHAEL MACHINA WAS CRAWLING BACK UP TO HIS FEET, AND RONAN RUNS IN AT HIM FOR THE ‘HUNGER ON HILLSIDE!!!!!’ THE SPEAR CONNECTS–
Jay Jerry Johnson: Exactly what I mean.
Stew-O: MACHINA CAUGHT HIM WITH THE SPEAR OF HIS OWN!!!! ‘BULLET FROM HELL’ ABSOLUTELY FLATTENS RONAN, AND HE IS DOWN, HE IS OUT, AND MICHAEL CRAWLS OVER AND INTO THE COVER, AND THIS HAS TO BE IT–
Flannery McCoy: NO STEW- THEY HIT EACH OTHER WITH BOTH OF THE SPEARS! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN AND OUT… AND RONAN WAS ABLE TO FLING HIS ARM OVER AND ON TOP OF MICHAEL MACHINA IN THE PROCESS!!!! RONAN MALOSI IS GOING TO WIN THIS MATCH HERE TONIGHT! HE HAS IT WON, AND MICHAEL MACHINA LOOKS TO BE OUT OF IT COMPLETELY!
OOONNNEEE!!!!!!!!!
TWWWWOOOO!!!!!!!!!
Jay Jerry Johnson: Just as I thought; Michael Machina kicks out, like there was any doubt, because Ronan is a weak bum. Right, Jake?
(Jake just sighs.)
Stew-O: Ronan still looks to be out of it himself, he doesn’t even know that his arm was able to land on top of Machina, but it looks like he is starting to get his senses back, same as Machina himself. The two start to get back up to their feet with the help of the ropes… AS RONAN IS QUICK TO RUN RIGHT BACK AT MACHINA LOOKING TO FINISH HIM–
Flannery McCoy: MICHAEL MACHINA DUCKS UNDER IT, AND HE QUICKLY SHOOTS HIMSELF OFF OF THE ROPES… ‘BULLET FROM HELL!!!!’
Jay Jerry Johnson: COLOUR ME SHOCK, BUT RONAN MALOSI WAS ABLE TO THROW HIMSELF OUT OF THE WAY OF IT!
Stew-O: And Michael was able to catch himself on his feet, and he turned around… AND HE TURNS INTO A SUPERMAN PUNCH BY RONAN MALOSI!!!!
Flannery McCoy: MICHAEL DUCKS DOWN, AND HE CATCHES RONAN AS HE GOES INTO THE AIR ON HIS SHOULDERS!!!! RONAN CAN’T BELIEVE WHERE HE IS AT, BUT IT IS NO USE TRYING TO STOP IT, AS MICHAEL DROPS HIM WITH ‘.50 CAL!!!!!’ THE SIT-OUT POWERBOMB DROPS RONAN!!!!
Jay Jerry Johnson: He’s done. He’s cooked. He’s finished. I would say he’s washed, but he would’ve had to be good before to now be considered washed. Machina is quick to float over, and he hooks the leg, and that’s it.
(Jake can be seen having a temper tantrum.)
OOONNNEEE!!!!!!!!!
TWWWWOOOO!!!!!!!!!
TTTHHHHHRRRRREEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Jay Jerry Johnson: Lol.
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER; MICHAEL MACHINA!!!!!!!!!!!
(‘Dead Opps’ would hit the speakers once again, to a mixed reaction because the people loved seeing Ronan Malosi get his ass kicked in this match. Michael Machina pulls himself back up to his feet, as he gets his arm raised by the referee in victory, while Ronan would be seen on the mat weeping and seething.)
Stew-O: Giving credit where it is due, Ronan Malosi put up a great match tonight, and he gave Michael Machina a fight that he should be proud of, but in the end, Michael was able to come out of this with yet another win, and continuing the momentum moving forward!
Jay Jerry Johnson: Expected better from this fool, thought he was supposed to be my number one contender; I guess not. Doesn’t even deserve to be challenging me for this championship. Should be SOSA Henderson. I’m extremely disgusted.
(Michael would continue to celebrate his victory, as Jay Jerry Johnson would take his headset off, slamming it down onto the table. He would then get up, and would begin to walk away with the Interwire Championship. Meanwhile, Jake would crawl back over towards the table, getting in his seat and putting his headset back on.)
Jake Mercer: Life isn’t fair, sometimes.
Stew-O: Sorry about that, Jake.
Jake Mercer: I LITERALLY HEARD YOU LAUGHING AND THANKING HIM FOR IT!!!
Flannery McCoy: It was kind of funny. :mjlol:
(Jay would continue to walk up the ramp, as Ronan Malosi was recovering, leaning up against the ropes as he stared Jay down. He started yelling at him tons of profanity, but Jay didn’t care and didn’t give him a single look with his back turned towards him. Ronan is upset)
Ronan Malosi: (off-mic) YOUR TITLE IS MINE, YOU HEAR ME? MINE!!
(Ronan continues to yell as the camera would then fade out from there.)
(An advertisement for Territorial Invasion plays, featuring Sienna Jade, Madison Kaline, and Champagne Marr.)
(The screen fades as it shows Bella Braxton inside the ring.)
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, PLEASE WELCOME THE EAW SPECIALISTSSSSS CHAMPIONNNN, MILLIE “THE SUPERNOVVAAAAAAA” BANKSSSSSSS!!!!!
(The Dynasty crowd cheers as Milli Banks extravagantly and glamorously makes her way onto the Dynasty stage. Her EAW Specialists’ Champion glistening under the bright lights, almost as brightly as her eyes burn with passion to get to the ring and deliver a response for the events that unfolded last week.)
Flannery McCoy: Oh boy, she’s coming back here tonight with a vengeance! For our viewers at home, Milli Banks was blindsided last week after throwing down the gauntlet, an open challenge for her Specialists title, by Showdown’s Pandora Paisley! An attack that left all of us asking so many questions, and Milli undoubtedly will have a few of her own.
Jake Mercer: She should be asking herself why she isn’t more aware of her surroundings. How does a champion like this still get her butt kicked by a random from another show? She should’ve done a better job representing Dynasty’s fighting spirit. All her “questions” should be cast on the image she sees in the mirror and nobody else!
Stew-O: Anywaysss, Milli Banks ladies and gentleman! Our Specialists Champion!
(The crowd roars one more time as she enters the ring and signals to them, before settling down as she begins to speak over the microphone.)
Milli Banks: After last week, there’s just one constant thought that keeps running through my head…
(Crowd waits in anticipation.)
Milli Banks: I know you fucking lying.
(Crowd pops as Milli starts to become emphatic.)
Milli Banks: Last week I came out here, I let my intentions be known and I addressed the world like the fighting champion I am. I knew that between all of these “unique opportunities” getting handed out these days, SOMEBODY out there is gonna be gunning for my title that I’m THIS close to making history with, and I’m all for making history in style and earning that, so I did what any real bitch would do and I got ahead of any challenge and called anybody who felt froggy out before they could get to me… or so I thought. My night was ended with me looking up at the ceiling and it’s not because somebody came out and proved themselves to be a worthy challenger by calling their shot and dropping me straight up face to face, it’s because some cowardly bitch came out and attacked me from behind. I know I didn’t lay down an open challenge to any bitch that wanted to try her chances against me for this strap on my waist, all for quite possibly one of the most unbearable cunts on the entirety of the EAW roster to attack me unexpectedly. I know what I’m saying could apply to literally 50% of these bitches, so let’s get specific. Pandora Paisley, if my attention was what you wanted, I’ll humor you. You have my full undivided attention but I’ll have you know right now, this ain’t gonna go how you want it to. This shit isn’t new for me and I can promise your 15 minutes of fame being attached to my name will be the cutest thing your career ever did baby.
Milli Banks: So for those of you out of the loop on Pandora, which I’m assuming is the majority of people watching.. she’s part of Showdown’s collective; Devolution. They’ve been running roughshot on the brand safely picking their spots and gassing themselves up to be a bigger deal than they actually are, so much so that it’s gotten to Pandora Paisley’s head that it was a good idea to make her way over to Dynasty and bark up the Milli Banks tree. She better ask her partner about me. It’s no surprise that just like ol’ girl, she’s trying to leech off the individual power I’ve grabbed and the star I’ve made myself. They’re all a walking and unfortunately talking orgy of sluts that gather around the saddest member of the group, the one who might be the biggest pussy of them all and he doesn’t even have one. It isn’t fair to take away the ugliness that each of the other girls possess themselves though, they deserve that credit. They deserve the credit of lacking any and all confidence in themselves to amount anything real against Milli Banks.
(The crowd continues to listen as Milli points to a video that plays on the jumbo screen.)
Milli Banks: In case anyone needed a reminder of what happened at Pain For Pride, I silenced any doubt and wiped my ass with the pride of Devolution. I beat someone someone considered the biggest and baddest that all of EAW had to offer, let alone that fucking group. Do you hear that, goofy? I already took out the woman who you probably idolize. I don’t want to make this about about that though and reopen old wounds but I had to address the elephant in the room. The world has seen enough of us going at it and I have damn sure seen enough of her, so I’ll just humor you Pandora Paisley the individual, and keep this strictly about you. I’ll admit that I wasn’t expecting it to be you who answered that challenge, not that you really answered it anyway, but the birds are chirping all around EAW, different voices from every fucking corner and crack of this company crying out for shots at this title, so when I actually just gave you girlies what you wanted, you couldn’t even find it inside yourself to really fight me for it? Bye.
Milli Banks: It’s clear that you’re not serious about stepping up to the plate because if you were, you would’ve. If you could’ve, you fucking would’ve, but you’re a coward and so you didn’t. The mindgames and dragging shit out does nothing for me babe, you can come out and address me like a woman face to face or you can keep it with the antics, the choice is yours. You want attention right? You want a shot at this title right? Well here’s your chance to have your dreams come true, just be careful what you wish for.
Milli Banks: If this bitch really my attention and wants her shot, fine; come fucking call it.
Unknown Voice: I think I speak for everyone when I say we’ve had enough, cunt.
(Pandora Paisley appears from out of the curtain and stands at the top of the stage.)
Jake Mercer: Yes! HERE SHE IS! MILLI IS GONNA GET HER WISH!
Flannery McCoy: Oh, boy!
Pandora Paisley: Why don’t you shut up because I don’t know if the beating you took last week jogged your memory or what, but you don’t seem to be able to see things straight, so let me fucking correct you.
Milli Banks: Correct? Why don’t you come correct or get my name out your fucking mouth bitch.
Pandora Paisley: What have you been out here for the past 10 minutes doing? That’s what I thought, talking shit when last week it was you who was laid out on her ass seeing stars. That’s just a preview of things to come by the way. It’s funny that you think I’m supposed to be scared of you.. honey, I’ve knocked down bigger and badder. You think myself and Devolution are the ones with big heads with the hype getting to our heads but look at yourself. You stand in that ring like you’re untouchable, I proved last week that wasn’t the case. You’re delusional enough to think that anybody owes you some type of courtesy to beg you for a shot woman to woman. I called my shot and I’m getting my shot, my message was clearly received loud and clear.
Milli Banks: You called your shot and you’re getting your shot? Bitch you had nothing but space and opportunity and you used it to do what exactly? Piss me off and make it worse for yourself. You had the chance to have the match you’re obviously campaigning for and trying to ignite, but you didn’t. You know you can’t and won’t beat me, and you just hate that you can’t do shit to me because you know as soon as you come down to this ring, you’re getting fucked up.
Pandora Paisley: You don’t get it do you? I AM getting my shot at the Specialists Championship, it’s just going to happen on MY time. It’s especially not going to happen on this God forsaken brand. I don’t run on your time Milli. Soon you’re going to understand that. The delusion about breaking a record that hasn’t been touched since 2016? Not happening. Getting Pandora Paisley to ever fall for your little trap? Not happening. I’m always 10 steps ahead.
Milli Banks: This “God forsaken brand” is THE premier brand in EAW and I’m at the forefront of it. And I didn’t need a clique of stagnant groupies to get me to that point either. So you guys very well might be terrorizing Showdown and making your presence felt and that’s great… but in this jungle I’m the fucking queen of it. I’m a lion and you’re nothing more than a fawn. I refuse to let myself become a victim of that and I refuse to let Dynasty become a victim of that. I am the Specialists Champion, I have what YOU want. You have nothing I want other than your head on a silver platter, and I’m going to get that soon enough.
Pandora Paisley You really think-
Milli Banks: Nah, I’m not finished. You fucked up by making an enemy out of me and you fucked up by coming out here to address me face to face after attacking me from behind last week, now you’re in the danger zone.
Pandora Paisley: This “fawn” walked right into your house and smacked the fuck out of you and left you face down like the loser you are. Some champion you are. I mean, EAW, do you really want the headlining face for your Specialists’ Championship to be an image of a battered and bloodied nobody? I don’t think they do. I don’t think anybody does.
Milli Banks: If that’s how you feel, come take it from me.
(Milli holds up the title and lays it out in the ring in front of her, she drops her microphone and takes her jacket off.)
Stew-O: OH BOY! THEY MEAN BUSINESS RIGHT NOW, PANDORA PAISLEY JUST DROPPED HER MICROPHONE AND HAS BEGUN WALKING TOWARDS THE RING!
Flannery McCoy: MILLI LAID DOWN THE CHALLENGE, IT LOOKS LIKE THIS WEEK PANDORA IS GOING TO REALLY GO HEAD TO HEAD WITH HER!
(Milli looks around vigilantly for a sneak attack, then notices out of the corner of her eye, a figure jumping the barricade and storming the ring.)
Flannery McCoy: WHAT THE- THAT’S HALSEY NEEL! ANOTHER MEMBER OF DEVOLUTION AND FRIEND OF PANDORA PAISLEY! MILLI KNEW SOMETHING COULD HAPPEN THOUGH AND SHE GOT EYES ON! HALSEY SLIDES IN THE RING AND COLLIDES WITH MILLI, BOTH WOMEN TRADING BLOWS, BUT MILLI GETS THE BETTER OF HER AS SHE BACKS NEEL UP INTO THE CORNER!
(The crowd screams out trying to get Milli’s attention, but she’s occupied with Halsey Neel…)
BANG!
Jake Mercer: BOOM! PANDORA CRACKS A CHAIR OFF THE BACK OF MILLI BANKS! SHE SLAMS HER DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH THAT COLD STEEL AND MILLI SCREAMS IN PAIN, PANDORA RELENTLESSLY THROWING THAT CHAIR DOWN IN THE DIRECTION OF MILLI BANKS BACK AND ABDOMEN! SHE’S TRYING TO ROLL OUT OF THE WAY, BUT SHE CAN’T AVOID IT! HALSEY IS KEEPING HER IN THERE! SHE’S HURT BADLY, THAT’S ENOUGH PANDORA!
Flannery McCoy: FINALLY SOMETHING WE AGREE ON BECAUSE SHE IS GOING HAM ON MILLI’S BODY WITH THAT STEEL CHAIR! SHE HOISTS IT UP ONE MORE TIME AND SLAMS IT DOWN ON MILLI’S BACK BEFORE THROWING IT THROUGH THE ROPES AND CATCHING HER OWN BREATH! Milli Banks is down and out, but Pandora…oh no. She picks up the title and presses it against Milli’s face! What a show of disrespect to the champion as Pandora grinds the title against the cheek of Milli, who can’t even come to right now.
Pandora Paisley: Done. I’ll see you at Territorial Invasion.
(Pandora throws the belt down on Milli’s broken and lifeless body as her and Halsey exit the ring and begin to walk up the ramp together, amidst the storm of boos that are crucifying them back through the curtain.)
Flannery McCoy: We certainly didn’t expect this, Halsey Neel and Pandora Paisley from Devolution attack Milli Banks, who was trying to confront Pandora 1 on 1. The champion is down and out, she’s hurt badly and now has officials trying to help her, tending to her inside the ring. They help her to the edge of the ring, while her title lies on the other side of it. Perhaps an eerie sign of what may soon come.
Jake Mercer: I thought what she tried to do tonight was dramatic, but you have to feel for her right now. I’ll tell you what though, if she didn’t think she had any challenges left out there, she does now. Devolution has made a statement and they are coming at Territorial Invasion. Specialists division, watch out.
(Milli is helped up the ramp with her title now in hand as the crowd tries to encourage her, but she clutches at her abdomen as her back gives out and she falls to a knee, the officials are helping her up but she is hurt badly. Milli is helped off the side of the stage behind the stage.)
Stew-O: Brutal stuff. One has to wonder if this is going to affect her match later on tonight as she and Bronson will take on DOMINION.
Jake Mercer: It was intense, but again, she asked for this.
Flannery McCoy: Seriously? She never asked to be attacked! She just wanted a fight!
Jake Mercer: Same difference.
(Flannery rolls her eyes. However, as Milli is helped out, the camera goes back to the ring. Stephie Love is standing with a microphone in hand as she is ready to start the introductions for the next match.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, this next contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
(‘il vento d’oro’ by Yugo Kanno starts to play as MITSU enters the arena to loud cheers from the crowd as he heads straight to the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first and making his way to the ring. From Sōka, Saitama, Japan! Weighing in at 187 pounds! Here is “THE GOLDEN DOYEN” MITSU!
Stew-O: Here comes MITSU as he heads to the ring for singles action and MITSU has been on a roll since making his return. He has really stepped up his in ring game and it has truly shown.
Jake Mercer: Yeah, but I still wanna know what the deal is between MITSU and this man called Ricky. I mean I already know the deal, but I was curious as if you two knew. I don’t wanna spoil anything.
Flannery McCoy: You don’t have a damn clue. Anyways, last week, MITSU won a tough fatal four way match after an amazing performance against Myles two weeks ago. Will MITSU make it two in a row against a very tough former World Champion?
(MITSU enters the ring, takes his corner, and takes off his ring jacket as his entrance music fades off. Seconds later, “Invincible” by Pop Smoke starts playing as Chris Elite enters the arena to equally, if not louder, cheers from the crowd. Elite is looking very determined as he heads to the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing his opponent! From Brooklyn, New York! Weighing 210 pounds! Here is “GAWD… GIVEN… GREATNESS!” CHRIS ELITE!
Jake Mercer: Here comes the “GAWD-less” Former Contract Holder, Chris Elite. Oh how it must suck to be him.
Flannery McCoy: Zip it, Jake! As we have heard from previous interviews, Chris Elite might not have the Gawd Contract anymore, but he isn’t deterred from the task at hand. The first task? Representing Dynasty in Brand Warfare.
Stew-O: Last week, Chris teamed with Theron Nikolas to take on Kassidy Heart and Limmy Monaghan. That match was thrown out the window when Showdown’s War Games team attacked Kass and Limmy. At the end, we saw brand unity when Theron and Elite helped out Kass and Limmy. Tonight, he is looking for victory. Who is going to walk away with it? We are about to find out.
(Elite enters the ring and takes the opposite corner from MITSU as his entrance music fades off. The referee checks both competitors in their respective corners before calling for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: Here we go! Singles action on the way. MITSU and Elite get right down the business and lock up in the center of the ring and Elite immediately overpowers MITSU and takes him right down to the mat.
Jake Mercer: Look at him trying to look strong. He just has never been the same since he lost his GAWD Contract. How will he ever recover? I don’t know and I don’t care.
Flannery McCoy: Here we go already. Right now Mitsu is trying to get free from Elite but Elite is keeping him grounded pretty well. BUT MITSU WITH A KIP UP AND MAKES IT BACK TO HIS FEET AND TRIES TO STEAL THE MATCH EARLY ON WITH AN OKLAHOMA ROLL–
Stew-O: BUT ELITE GETS FREE BEFORE THE REFEREE CAN START A COUNT! Both competitors have a very unorthodox style when it comes to how they compete in the ring. MITSU fires off a forearm that catches Chris Elite off guard. Repeated forearms take Elite to the ropes.
Flannery McCoy: MITSU whips Elite to the opposite side. Elite comes back and he wraps his legs around Mitsu’s head AND COUNTERS WITH A HEADSCISSORS THAT TAKES MITSU FOR THE RIDE!
Jake Mercer: MITSU got sent to the other side of the ring and has he gets back to his feet AND CHRIS ELITE HITS A DROPKICK THAT SENDS MITSU THROUGH THE ROPES AND RIGHT TO THE FLOOR!
Flannery McCoy: MITSU landed on his feet as Elite gets on the apron. MITSU GRABS ELITE’S ANKLE AND ELITE JUST BOOTS HIM IN THE FACE! MITSU staggered back and ELITE SPRINGS ONTO THE MIDDLE ROPE AND TAKES MITSU DOWN WITH AN SPRINGBOARD ASAI MOONSAULT!
Stew-O: The Hall of Famer is in control of the match right now as he brings MITSU back to his feet. Elite picks MITSU up and HE JUST LOBS MITSU BACK INTO THE RING AND MITSU LANDED WITH A THUD!
Jake Mercer: MITSU is back in the ring and Elite climbs his way up to the top rope. What is he thinking? Who knows and who cares? Elite gets his balance BEFORE HE COMES OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH A FROG SPLASH–
Stew-O: NOBODY HOME!! MITSU ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY AND ELITE FINDS NOTHING BUT THE CANVAS! ELITE LANDED HARD AS HE HOLDS HIS RIBS IN PAIN! Elite is trying to catch his breath AS MITSU COMES FROM BEHIND WITH A STRAIGHT KICK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!
Jake Mercer: What a shot as Chris falls forward like a stone as MITSU stands up AND DROPS HIS KNEE ON THE BACK OF HIS NECK! GOOD GAWD! This is painful, but yet, it’s so satisfying to watch.
Flannery McCoy: MITSU stands up AND DROPS HIS KNEE ONCE AGAIN! BEFORE ELITE CAN EVEN THINK, MITSU STANDS UP AGAIN AND DROPS THE KNEE ONE MORE TIME! MITSU rolls Elite over and hooks the leg for the cover!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWW–
Stew-O: AND CHRIS ELITE KICKS OUT AT ONE! Elite has the experience advantage in this match so that flurry of offense was only enough to get MITSU a one count. MITSU is following up with STRAIGHT FOREARMS TO THE BACK OF ELITE’S HEAD!
Flannery McCoy: MITSU knows to strike hard and strike fast in this given situation and that’s exactly what he is doing, BUT ELITE IS STARTING TO GET BACK TO HIS FEET! MITSU IS DOING WHATEVER HE CAN TO KEEP HIM DOWN!
Jake Mercer: MITSU HAS JUST JUMPED ON ELITE’S BACK AS HE IS RISING BACK TO HIS FEET! MITSU IS PULLING OUT A SLEEPER HOLD AS HE IS DOING HIS DAMNDEST TO CHOKE OUT THE BALD MAN!
Flannery McCoy: He’s trying, but it isn’t working as Elite is back up to his feet AND HE RUNS BACKWARDS INTO ONE OF THE CORNERS AND CLOBBERS MITSU IN THE TURNBUCKLES! Elite is not playing around as he is now putting the boots to MITSU.
Stew-O: Elite admonished by the referee to let MITSU out of the corner, but instead, he lifts MITSU up and sits him on the top turnbuckle. Elite isn’t wasting time as he quickly climbs onto the top rope himself.
Jake Mercer: Elite has a facelock on MITSU and Elite might be going for a superplex because i remember a match that happened just like this in 1986 and that is what he did to his opponent before–
Stew-O: BACK TO THE MATCH! Elite is going for a superplex, BUT MITSU IS TRYING TO FIGHT OUT OF IT! MITSU IS THROWING LEFTS AND RIGHTS TRYING TO GET FREE, BUT ELITE WITH STRAIGHT PUNCHES TO MITSU’S SPINE!
Jake Mercer: MITSU’s fight is weakening with each shot that Elite throws to MITSU and MITSU’s fight finally ends as ELITE HOISTS MITSU TO HIS FEET AND THEY BOTH COME OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH A SPINE SHAKING SUPERPLEX!!
Flannery McCoy: NICE MOVE BY CHRIS ELITE AS BOTH MEN ARE DOWN AT THE MOMENT, BUT ELITE IS THE FIRST TO START MOVING AS HE GOES RIGHT TO MITSU AND HOOKS THE LEG FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEE!
Stew-O: MITSU KICKS OUT AT TWO! MITSU is trying to shake the cobwebs loose as Elite picks MITSU back up before hoisting him in the air AND KEEPING HIM UP THERE! ELITE IS LETTING THE BLOOD RUSH TO MITSU’S HEAD!
Flannery McCoy: THE CROWD IS COUNTING UNTIL THEY REACH TWENTY AND THEN ELITE DROPS MITSU WITH THAT DELAYED VERTICAL SUPLEX! WHAT POWER BEING SHOWN BY CHRIS ELITE!
Jake Mercer: If he would have pulled out moves like that then he might still have the Gawd Contract. Too little too late, I guess. Once again Chris Elite pulls MITSU to his feet before kicking him in the gut and hitting the ropes.
Flannery McCoy: Elite comes back AND SETS UP FOR THE “DREAMING” AXE KICK, BUT MITSU STEPS OUT OF THE WAY AT THE LAST SECOND AND THAT CAUSES ELITE TO LOSE HIS BALANCE! Here comes MITSU coming from behind AND HE ROLLS ELITE UP! O’ CONNOR ROLL WITH THE BRIDGE! SHOULDERS ARE DOWN!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWWOOOO!
THHHHHHHRRRRRRR–
Stew-O: ELITE REVERSES THE ROLL UP AND NOW ELITE IS THE ONE IN CONTROL! MITSU’S SHOULDERS ARE DOWN ON THE MAT NOW!
ONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHHHRRREEEEEEE–
Jake Mercer: MITSU KICKS OUT AT TWO! HOLY CRAP! That rollup just about backfired on MITSU because he got countered and about lost the match right there. Both men get back to their feet–
Stew-O: “I’LL SMACK THE SHIT OUT OF YOU!”! WHAT A SLAP TO MITSU’S FACE! EVEN THAT SHOT GOT A SMIRK OUT OF CHRIS ELITE! BUT ALL IT DID WAS FIRE MITSU UP! DOUBLE LEG TAKEDOWN BY MITSU AND HE IS JUST THROWING THOSE ELBOW STRIKES TO ELITE’S FACE!
Jake Mercer: Elite is blocking those elbow strikes, but some of them are finding their mark before Elite throws MITSU off of him as he tries to get back to his feet. This is a shock seeing this coming from MITSU!
Flannery McCoy: Elite is on a knee AND MITSU COMES BACK WITH A SHINING WIZARD TO THE BACK OF ELITE’S HEAD! That move isn’t a regular part of MITSU’s arsenal, but it certainly was effective.
Stew-O: Elite is down and MITSU is climbing up to the high rent district. Top rope time for MITSU as he takes a glance at Chris Elite before HE FLIES OFF THE TOP ROPE! MITSU LOOKING FOR THE ELBOW DROP–
Flannery McCoy: AND HE HIT IT! ELBOW DROP RIGHT ON THE MONEY AS HE PLANTS THE ELBOW RIGHT INTO THE HEART OF CHRIS ELITE! MITSU GRABS ELITE AND PULLS HIM TO THE CENTER OF THE RING AND GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEE-
Jake Mercer: AND ELITE KICKS OUT AT TWO! That was closer than what I would expect MITSU to get in this match, but he was dangerously close to winning this match. How would Elite feel if he loses in an upset to MITSU?
Flannery McCoy: How disrespectful can you be? MITSU is a hard fighting competitor who improves each and every week and it has shown in his matches as of late. MITSU is bringing Elite back to his feet–
Stew-O: CHRIS ELITE DROPS TO A KNEE AND COUNTERS WITH A JAWBREAKER THAT STAGGERS MITSU! MITSU comes back AND ELITE FIRES OFF A STRAIGHT UPPERCUT THAT ALMOST KNOCKED MITSU OUT ON HIS FEET!
Jake Mercer: “The Dickeatery Stopper” lives up to its name and stops MITSU in his tracks. Elite is back to his feet and he has a waistlock on MITSU AND GOES FOR A GERMAN SUPLEX, BUT MITSU WRAPS HIS LEGS AROUND ELITE’S WAIST AND GOES FOR ANOTHER ROLLUP–
Stew-O: ELITE JUST SITS DOWN AND ALMOST PLANTS MITSU WITH A MODIFIED PILEDRIVER! THAT COULD HAVE BROKEN MITSU’S NECK RIGHT THERE, BUT ELITE IS ELECTING TO NOT GO FOR THE COVER!
Jake Mercer: Why? This could easily be the best and possibly only opportunity for Chris Elite to get a victory. We all know how rare those moments happen for that Bald Hasbeen.
Flannery McCoy: One day I hope that Chris Elite hears you and knocks the dog crap out of you for your uncalled remarks towards him. Lay off before you get knocked out. Then again, I kind of wanna see it happen.
Stew-O: Alright Alright. As much as I would love to see it too, we have to stay focused on the match. Right now Elite goes right back out onto the apron and waits for MITSU to get back to his feet. MITSU is feeling a little groggy after the last move, but he is moving and crawling up to his feet.
Flannery McCoy: Elite is hungry to attack. Look at his eyes to see the story. He is hungry for a little pain as MITSU gets back to his feet AND ELITE SPRINGS UP TO THE TOP ROPE AND TAKES MITSU DOWN A SPRINGBOARD NECKBREAKER! MITSU BOUNCED HARD OFF THE MAT!
Jake Mercer: I don’t care much for Chris Elite, but is giving MITSU a lesson that only a veteran of EAW can provide. A Gawd-Contract less veteran of EAW, but that’s not the point. The point is that Elite is in control of this match.
Flannery McCoy: He can change the momentum in his favor as fast as a finger snap. Elite brings MITSU back to his feet and has MITSU locked up as HE GOES FOR “MOOD SWINGS”! ELITE HITS THE FRONT FLIP SNAPMARE DRIVER–
Stew-O: NO HE DIDN’T! ELITE DID THE FRONT FLIP, BUT MITSU GOT FREE AND STAYED ON HIS FEET! ELITE LANDS SITTING AND MITSU COMES FROM BEHIND AND LOCKS UP ELITE’S ARM AND TAKES HIM DOWN WITH THE CRUCIFIX! ANOTHER ROLL UP FROM MITSU!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEE!
Jake Mercer: ELITE KICKS OUT AT TWO! This is kind of amusing to me. This is like the third rollup that Elite almost got defeated by. I haven’t seen that many roll ups since my last box of Fruit Roll Ups… or that match I watched online that happened in 1977–
Stew-O: Now is not the time for a trip down Memory Lane. Chris Elite is the first to get back to his feet compared to MITSU and now that MITSU is back to his feet– OPEN! YA! MATA! JUMPING KNEE STRIKE RIGHT TO MITSU’S FACE!
Jake Mercer: BUT MITSU MANAGED TO STAY ON HIS FEET LONG ENOUGH BEFORE HE FALLS INTO THE WAITING ARMS OF CHRIS ELITE! MITSU could be knocked out, but Chris Elite puts MITSU’s head down and has a waistlock!
Flannery McCoy: Chris Elite lifts MITSU in the air and walks him to the center of the ring BEFORE DRIVING HIM DOWN WITH A SITOUT POWERBOMB! HIGH IMPACT MOVE BY THE FORMER WORLD CHAMPION AS HE STACKS MITSU UP AND KEEPS HIM LOCKED UP FOR A COVER!!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEE!
Stew-O: HOW IN THE HELL DID MITSU KICK OUT? I thought that combination was going to be enough to put him away, but MITSU is showing his tenacity by kicking out. He wants to win this match in any way he can. This has been a great match between these two.
Flannery McCoy: It has been a great match, but right now it looks like Elite is going to take MITSU to school. Elite brings MITSU back to his feet and whips him right to the corner. Elite runs towards the corner–
Jake Mercer: MITSU WITH A KNEE RIGHT TO THE JAW! THAT COULD HAVE LOOSENED SOME MOLARS RIGHT THERE! Do it again, MITSU! Let’s see Elite without a few of his teeth. Preferably the front. That would be funny.
Flannery McCoy: He can just replace his with yours the way you keep running your mouth. Right now, MITSU climbs up onto the second rope as Elite RUNS TO THE CORNER AGAIN, BUT MITSU WITH A BOOT TO THE FACE!
Stew-O: Elite staggers away from the corner once again, but MITSU GRABS HIM BY THE HEAD! ELITE IN A FACELOCK AS MITSU JUMPS OFF THE SECOND ROPE AND SPIKES HIM ON HIS HEAD WITH A TORNADO DDT!
Jake Mercer: Not a bad move from a man who was once primarily known for comedy. He’s no Kaiser, but I can admit that MITSU is looking less like a nitwit and a goofball. MITSU has turned the match back into his control as he goes to bring Elite back to his feet.
Stew-O: MITSU brings ELITE up and goes to whip him to the ropes, BUT ELITE REVERSE AND MITSU HITS THE ROPES! ELITE HITS THE OPPOSITE ROPES AND TRIES FOR THE POUNCE! “ALMIGHTY PUSH” FOR MITSU–
Jake Mercer: BUT MITSU WITH A LEAPFROG OVER CHRIS ELITE AND ELITE HITS THE ROPES ONCE MORE! Elite comes back AND MITSU PICKS HIM UP AND DROPS HIM TO THE MAT WITH A FLAPJACK!!
Flannery McCoy: Simple, but effective move by MITSU as Elite slowly gets back to his feet! Elite slowly turns back to MITSU and MITSU DROPS ELITE WITH A FLAPJACK AGAIN! Elite is still getting back to his feet AND MITSU WITH THE HAT TRICK!
Stew-O: A THIRD FLAPKICK LEADS TO CHRIS ELITE COMPLETING A KISS THE CANVAS TRIFECTA! MITSU is really taking it to Chris Elite in this match. This has been a very even match tonight.
Flannery McCoy: Chris Elite is trying to get back to his feet, but MITSU is waiting patiently for Elite to get back up and now that he is back up, MITSU FIRES OFF A NORTHERN LARIAT, BUT ELITE MANAGES TO AVOID IT—
Jake Mercer: HE GRABS MITSU’S HEAD OUT OF NOWHERE AND SPIKES HIM DOWN WITH “MOOD SWINGS”! THIS TIME, ELITE GETS THE SNAPMARE DRIVER! I’ll give Baldy some credit, that was a very creative counter.
Flannery McCoy: MITSU hasn’t moved since being driven down, so Elite decides to drag MITSU over to the corner. Elite is gonna try and go high risk once again as he climbs back up to the top rope.
Stew-O: Chris Elite is trying to find his balance and he finally does. MITSU still hasn’t moved AND CHRIS ELITE FLIES OFF THE TOP ROPE AND CHRIS ELITE HITS THE 450 SPLASH! BULLSEYE FOR CHRIS ELITE AS HE HOOKS THE LEG FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEE!
Jake Mercer: HOW IN THE WORLD DID MITSU KICK OUT OF THAT? I THINK THAT WAS A VERY SLOW COUNT FROM THE REFEREE AS AN ACT OF CHARITY OR SOMETHING! Remember that match back in 1977 I told you about? The same thing happened there too. The referee started to–
Stew-O: NOW IS NOT THE TIME FOR THAT! Even Chris Elite was a little shocked that MITSU kicked out and has managed to last this long. He had an equally amazing performance against Myles a few weeks ago, so this is no shocker!
Jake Mercer: Elite is once again back to his feet and he brings MITSU with him. Elite locks him up AND ELITE IS SETTING UP FOR THE “BROOKLYN HIGH” SPANISH FLY–
Flannery McCoy: MITSU MANAGES TO GET FREE AND CATCH ELITE WITH A SPINNING HEEL KICK THAT KNOCKS ELITE LOOPY! Elite’s back is to MITSU as MITSU GRABS ELITE’S SHOULDERS AND BRINGS HIM DOWN WITH A SINGLE KNEE BACKSTABBER!
Stew-O: WHAT A COUNTER FROM MITSU WITH THAT BACKSTABBER! THE FORCE OF THE MOVE BRINGS ELITE RIGHT BACK TO HIS FEET! MITSU is back up as well as he turns Chris Elite around–
Flannery McCoy: Elite with a kick that doubles MITSU over. Elite with the facelock as he locks up MITSU’s wrist. MITSU IS ABOUT TO EXPERIENCE “FACE VALUE”! CHRIS ELITE’S HAMMERLOCK DDT IS ABOUT TO GET UP CLOSE AND PERSONAL WITH MITSU–
Jake Mercer: BUT MITSU MANAGES TO GET FREE OF THE HAMMERLOCK DDT! Elite fires off an uppercut THAT MITSU AVOIDS! MITSU is behind Elite and he has a waistlock applied and hoist Chris Elite in the air! ELITE IS TRYING TO FIGHT IT BUT TO NO AVAIL AS MITSU DROPS HIM WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX! ELITE’S HEAD LANDED UGLY ON IMPACT!
Flannery McCoy: ELITE IS TRYING TO SHAKE THE COBWEBS OUT AS MITSU STILL HAS THE WAISTLOCK APPLIED AND BRINGS THEM BOTH BACK TO THEIR FEET! MITSU HOISTS ELITE UP IN THE AIR AND DROPS HIM WITH ANOTHER GERMAN SUPLEX! THE BACK OF ELITE’S HEAD HIT JUST AS HARD AS IT DID THE FIRST TIME!
Stew-O: MITSU STILL HAS THE WAISTLOCK ON CHRIS ELITE! BOTH MEN ARE BACK TO THEIR FEET AND MITSU IS LOOKING FOR ANOTHER TRIFECTA AND THIS TIME WITH THE GERMAN SUPLEX–
Jake Mercer: HOW DID ELITE MANAGE TO DO THAT? THAT BALD LOSER WAS DROPPED ON HIS HEAD BY TWO OTHER GERMAN SUPLEXES, BUT THIS TIME, HE LANDED ON HIS FEET BEHIND MISTU BEFORE THE GERMAN SUPLEX COULD BE EXECUTED! MITSU HEARD ELITE LAND ON HIS FEET AND HE TURNS TO ELITE–
(BAM!)
Stew-O: BOX OFFICE SMASH!! RIGHT ON THE BUTTON! SUPERKICK RIGHT TO THE FACE! MITSU’S HANDS WERE DOWN AND EVERYTHING! MITSU IS OUT COLD AS CHRIS ELITE FALLS TO THE COVER AND HOOKS THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHRRRRREEEEEE!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Invincible” starts playing once more as Chris rolls off of MITSU to the loud cheers from the crowd. Chris is starting to get back on his feet as Stephie Love announces the final decision of the match.)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner… CHRIS ELITE!
Stew-O: What a great match between two of our more popular stars here on Dynasty. They really gave it to each other tonight and it could have gone either way, but it was the experience edge of Chris Elite that helped push things in his favor and help him walk away victorious.
Jake Mercer: Chris Elite finally did something. He won a match. Good for him. Things like that rarely happen for him anymore.
(When Chris is back to his feet, the referee raises his arm in victory before going back to check on MITSU and Chris Elite leaves the ring and heads up the entrance ramp.)
Flannery McCoy: Why are you so against Chris Elite? Is it because he had the “audacity” to step up to the Kaiser and all that other crap you spew?
Jake Mercer: So you finally agree with me? It was about time you finally saw the light.
Flannery McCoy: Yeah… no. But as much as Chris Elite picked up the hard fought win, you gotta give it up to MITSU. He is continuing to show how much his in ring abilities have improved and it showed by another great performance he had in this match.
Jake Mercer: Yeah, but what does his buddy Ricky think of this loss?
Stew-O: Who knows. But at the end of the day, MITSU put up a good fight, but it was the Hall of Famer who walks away with the victory tonight and some momentum towards Territorial Invasion. Congrats once more to Chris Elite for the win tonight.
(The final shot shows Elite standing at the top of the entrance ramp soaking in his victory before cutting to MITSU who is sitting in the center of the ring, looking a little disappointed that he couldn’t get the win before the camera cuts elsewhere.)
(A commercial for Domino’s plays, featuring DOMINION.)
(Backstage, Ms. Extreme, Chris Elite, Theron Nikolas, and Drake Armstrong are seated together. Judging by the athletic wear the other three Dynasty brand warfare members are wearing – and the somewhat tired looks on their faces – they had finished some training in preparation for Territorial Invasion not too long ago. Chris, fresh off of his victory over MITSUBACHI, is relaxing with a bottle of water to drink from. Ms. Extreme at least looks to be pleased.)
Ms. Extreme: Honestly, I don’t want to jinx anything, but I think we have a solid team. We need one more person, of course, but as it stands now? We’re pretty stacked. We’re definitely going to leave Voltage and Showdown in the dust.
(Her attention then shifts over to Drake.)
Ms. Extreme: And thank you for renting out that gym. Didn’t do too badly during the session yourself. Showed almost the same amount of dedication that you did when you were with Kennedy.
(Drake rolls his eyes, but he can’t help but smirk, accepting the compliment.)
Drake Armstrong: Thank you, Camille. I wanted to ensure we trained at the most state-of-the-art facility here in Helsinki. The best team in EAW only deserves the best.
(But then he has a slight frown, rubbing the top of his head.)
Drake Armstrong: Still, was it necessary for you to drop me on my head that hard?
(Ms. Extreme shrugs.)
Ms. Extreme: I did say you should get bitch-slapped into the sun. Still, it should be worth it in the end. If Candice somehow drops you on it, you should be ready. At least that head of yours will be harder than it usually is.
Chris Elite: Is that even possible? :mjlol:
Drake Armstrong: I don’t think you of all people should be talking about anyone’s heads there, Chris.
Chris Elite: Oh, so now the dude with the silver spoon wants to speak up? Alright then. Make sure you keep the same energy or you’ll be the first to go out, my boy. Keep that energy and save it for the people we gotta beat.
Drake Armstrong: Don’t worry, I will. Just make sure you can actually contribute to your team this year.
Chris Elite: And you don’t think I will? Trust me, ‘phew, I know what time it is. You ain’t gotta worry about me. I just beat MITSU, so there’s no slipping up with me.
Theron Nikolas: Alright, easy now. Save the bantering and bickering for Territorial Invasion. We got bigger things to worry about instead of making digs at each other.
Ms. Extreme: Like checking out my sister?
(Theron, deadpan as can be, stares at her. Chris and Drake look amused.)
Theron Nikolas: Listen, I’m prepared to win. That’s it. Just like you, I’m not going to get caught up in who I like and who I don’t like. We all have our history with each other, saved for Drake. You made it clear we aren’t the kind of people you’ll embrace and share some beers with. However, all that matters is us getting the win. Nothing more, nothing less.
Chris Elite: Yeah, I mean, you said it yourself that we weren’t exactly your first picks, but we’ve been gelling so far. I don’t think any of that is gonna change.
Ms. Extreme: Yeah, I won’t lie: I did say that this team wasn’t exactly the most ideal. Different attitudes, mentalities, and all that other stuff, but I think we’ve done good to work through that. I’m at least willing to be a team player and get all of us on the same page. Meanwhile, you got some of the members in this match who are a complete, delusional mess. I mean, Daryl is just a complete jackass that rubs many people the wrong way. He’s been running his mouth off about how he’s been a true star for Showdown. I won’t be surprised if he carries on being a prick and tries to do too much, just like his old partner did last year.
Chris Elite: Bro really been meat-riding acting like he’s gonna win and got this in the bag.
Theron Nikolas: Perhaps none of us should talk about arrogance, but he does seem to be high-strung on wanting to be a leader in any capacity. At least from my end, it looks more like he’s trying to get this match to be a Daryl Kinkade moment rather than a Showdown moment.
Drake Armstrong: Ha. Perhaps it’s a blessing I got traded to this show after all.
Chris Elite: Speaking of meat-riders…
Drake Armstrong: Will you quit it?!
Chris Elite: Alright, imma chill, imma chill! But, you still gotta prove yourself to us in that ring. You may be cocky as hell, but you do have some potential to you.
Drake Armstrong: I will. I’m the brightest star in the pack. We have the Ice Aces who always manage to screw the pooch, and then Voltage has… Major Michael Scott Connors? Seriously? What a joke! I swear I’ll make sure they’re out of the match in a blink of an eye.
Theron Nikolas: Determination. Cute. Still, you have people like Donovan, Holly, Harper, and Scott to consider as well. No offense to you, but they are far above your caliber. You can focus on those you deem to be the weakest of links, but once they’re gone, you’ll have to deal with Elitists who have run laps around in the ring against people like ou before.
Drake Armstrong: Pfft. So? Sure, they’re tough, but pressure makes diamonds, after all. I won’t break. I won’t crumble. I will solidify that I’m not some hot-shot rookie running my mouth. I am here to stay, and you know what? I might seek to eliminate one of those heavy hitters myself.
Chris Elite: :whoa:
Ms. Extreme: Alriiiiiiight big fella, simmer it down a bit. Look, I get it, it’s the biggest match of your career and all that, but take it from me: you don’t want to go in guns blazing. You need to be smart.
Drake Armstrong: I know, but… I just want to prove I am a valuable member of this time. I want to show you that you never made a mistake in choosing me to be a part of this team. I definitely to pay Kennedy back for treating me like trash and trying to discard me as if I never tried to help her in any way that I could.
Ms. Extreme: Well, we can agree that sticking it to Kennedy Street would be fun as hell. I’m with you on that. I know I’m definitely not the most level-headed of my sisters, but still, try not to go too crazy. You might be seeing a bit of red right now, but you want to harness it. Don’t let it consume you.
Chris Elite: Alright, Miss “This family makes me want to murder people”, we hear you.
Ms. Extreme: Shut the hell up. That’s a different situation.
Theron Nikolas: Oh yeah? How so?
Ms. Extreme: Because once again, my sisters want to overlook me. Candice of all people wants to say that I can’t be a leader like Cameron. It does bother me. I’ve been in teams before. Just last season, I helped DOMINION and did the best that I could with them. We stuck it to Devolution before they somehow managed to downgrade and devolve themselves. Beating Hearts of Voltage? I know I can man a ship. This one at first glance seemed to be rocky, but with you three, you do seem like you genuinely want to win this and you’re all putting in the effort to do that. That makes me determined to prove my sisters wrong outside of Voltage this week and help us get the win at Territorial Invasion.
Chris Elite: Well, we got a hall of famer in me, multiple world champions, and… Drake Armstrong. We have what it takes to win even with the obvious sneak.
Drake Armstrong: Very funny, Chris. Regardless though, I’m prepared to win myself. I may not have the wondrous accolades to my name yet, but I have the youth, the tenacity, and the cunning to get the job done. People may not like me, call me arrogant and all sorts of things, but I know what I am capable of. It’s only a matter of time before the whole world sees that right in front of them in Germany.
Theron Nikolas: Yeah. Even outside of the accolades, I have won War Games. Chris at least came close to winning a Brand Warfare match before, and I’m sure that’s fueling him. We do have a good base to work on, regardless of our differences.
(Everyone nods and smile. At least they finally seem to be on the same page, even with everything. However, Drake’s grows faint.)
Drake Armstrong: … Still, we need one more member. Before we know it, Territorial Invasion will be here. It’s almost too close for comfort. Camille, have you considered anyone else?
(Ms. Extreme takes a deep breath.)
Ms. Extreme: I’m not going to lie – the pool is getting thin. I was thinking of adding a champion’s presence to the team, like Jay or Milli, but they’re already knee-deep with Ronan and Pandora’s pathetic asses, so that’s out the window. Joso would’ve been my next option if things didn’t work out last week, but of course, Andre had to go after him.
(Chris noticeably frowns.)
Ms. Extreme: I don’t know, honestly. There are people here, sure, but either they’re far too inexperienced for my liking, or they really get under my skin and I want to just rip their head off. At the very least, we’ve remained cordial for now, but I’m not about to add someone who can be a ticking time bomb and fuck things up for us. I’m not in the mood for that.
Theron Nikolas: Well, we do have some time left, but the other teams are already stacked. Voltage and Showdown have all of their cards on the table already.
Ms. Extreme: I know, I know. Trust me, I–
??: Aye, what’s this now? Y’all looking for someone to fill the gap, huh?
(Everyone’s heads turn to the source of the voice. SOSA Henderson steps in, grinning from ear to ear.)
SOSA Henderson: Now, I ain’t much of a busybody, but I couldn’t help but overhear y’all. Sounds like Team Dynasty ain’t exactly complete yet. Seems like y’all need someone who can really make the other teams sweat. Y’all talking about hall of famers, but I’m a first-ballot future hall of famer. Y’all talking about world champs, but I carried this brand on my back when I was world heavyweight champion. Y’all wanna talk about team players, and well, you got someone who was a tag champ not all that long ago. Viz turned out to be a dickhead, but hey, it’s a team effort, and we wouldn’t have been able to shake of the visions of Drizzy if it weren’t for me.
Chris Elite: Oh, word? And you think you can slide on in and slither yourself into this team, huh?
(Chris narrows his eyes. SOSA raises a brow.)
SOSA Henderson: Bro, why you on my case? You do need a fifth member, don’t you, dummy?
Chris Elite: We do, but the streets were saying you were acting all buddy-buddy with Albert last week. A bit too chummy, apparently.
(SOSA cackles and rolls his eyes.)
SOSA Henderson: Bro, be for real. If I was gonna be some kind of Andre sidekick, I coulda been took you out. ‘Sides, you think after everything that happened last season, I’d want to willingly relegate myself to being a side character for some overblown ‘star’? Nah, bro, that’s not how Big SOSA rolls. I’m no one’s pawn or sidekick. You ain’t gotta be sweating and nervous. Matter of fact, since you want to talk about what the streets been saying, didn’t you say last week that you ain’t gonna be hung up on him no more? Why you pressed now?
Chris Elite: ‘Cause we don’t need no sneaky shit happening, that’s why.
SOSA Henderson: Ain’t nothing sneaky boutta happen. I got the pedigree, the talent, the accolades to back me up, homeboy. I am a valuable asset, so much so that this show never wasted any time getting me back to this brand. I coulda set my sights on Showdown or Voltage. Shoot, I coulda been a free agent too, ‘cause I’m just nice like that! I could’ve scurried off after being humiliated and betrayed, but I didn’t. I’m not going to spoil myself over sour grapes. I’m here to prove to everyone that SOSA been that man, been that champ, and at the end of the day, I’m the best person you can pick to be the final member of this team.
Ms. Extreme: Maybe. However, would you, you know, actually focus and work hard to get us a victory? People have been saying it was as if you were coasting by before Viz betrayed you.
(SOSA kisses his teeth, burrowing his hands into his pockets.)
SOSA Henderson: Listen, it is what it is. However, I’m hungry NOW. I’m ready NOW. And since I had my title match taken from me, I’m gonna do what I can to still show up and show out at Territorial Invasion. Being part of Brand Warfare is a win-win for me. I get to remind the world no one can fuck with me, and all the while, y’all are gonna get an easy win. It’s really that simple. We’ll be the most stacked team in the match and the others won’t be able to touch us at all. Can’t you see that? Besides, you ain’t gotta worry about my consistency with Chris over there as a member here.
Chris Elite: That’s because I actually got better, bro. Meanwhile, you wanna act like a big shot and think you can get what you want all the time.
(Chris and SOSA glare at one another.)
SOSA Henderson: And you don’t think I’m tryna do that, goofy? You can talk your crap, but trust me, when I go out there and beat Harper upside her head in just a bit, you’ll see that I mean business–
???: Will you?
Chris Elite: Man, who the fu—
(As Chris turns his head, he sees MITSUBACHI.)
Chris Elite: Bro, why are you here?! You were already annoying all-week long!
(MITSU laughs.)
MITSUBACHI: You guys are quite loud with the arguments. However, it seems like they haven’t ended with a satisfactory answer. You guys are still looking for your fifth member, correct?
SOSA Henderson: Nah, homie, they ain’t. The spot already been taken.
Ms. Extreme: Actually, it isn’t.
(SOSA glares at Ms. Extreme. However, MITSU chuckles.)
MITSUBACHI: You know, Territorial Invasion is an exciting time. So much to gain, so much to prove, and so many people to beat all in one ring. I have some experience in this sort of environment myself, representing this same show. I’d love nothing more than to take part in this match again, especially since I’ve grown so much since then.
(MITSU gives a wink to Chris, who groans.)
Chris Elite: You were annoying as an opponent this week just like how you were annoying all the way back then. Be for real.
MITSU: And you know what? Fair play to you this week. You beat me, but I’m ready to show I can be a contributing member to this te–
SOSA Henderson: Alright, bro, back off. You’re not getting it.
MITSUBACHI: Really? And what makes you say that, SOSA?
SOSA Henderson: Because the team needs real hitters, not promo merchants and dudes who have never been at the height of the competition before.
MITSUBACHI: Well, I have been to a few main events already… and I have beaten some notable names throughout my time here. Tagged with them as well. Won with some of them. And as far as I can recall, I never got punked out by someone who I trusted.
(Frustrated, SOSA steps up to MITSU.)
SOSA Henderson: You need to watch who you’re talking to!
MITSUBACHI: Wow. What a fuse you have on you. So, you’re still a little sensitive about it, huh? Figures. How can our former world heavyweight champion allow himself to get brutalized and forced to step away from the ring?
SOSA Henderson: At least people kept my name in their mouth while I was away. Meanwhile, who’s been checking for you? Huh? You ain’t worth anything, homie. You never gonna be that guy, and it’s about time you stop trying to be someone that you’re not.
MITSUBACHI: Likewise, you should accept the fact that you will never be that guy anymore.
SOSA Henderson: Bro, are you serious–
(However, SOSA stop himself.)
SOSA Henderson: Nah… I ain’t about to get worked up by the likes of you. I ain’t like Chris.
Chris Elite: Bro, get off my dick already.
Ms. Extreme: Alright, let’s cut this out now. You guys are giving me a headache. I don’t have time for this.
(Ms. Extreme sighs and gets up, walking off. Everyone else watches on.)
Theron Nikolas: … Well, that was fun.
Drake Armstrong: You can say that again.
(Theron nonchalantly follows suit. Drake Armstrong gets up as well. Chris is the last to depart, shooting daggers into SOSA and MITSU with his glare.)
Chris Elite: Bozos.
(SOSA and MITSU are left, with the two looking right at each other, tensions rising.)
SOSA Henderson: You not getting on the time. I promise you that.
MITSUBACHI: I guess we’ll see then, huh?
(MITSU smirks. However, SOSA waves him off.)
SOSA Henderson: Ain’t no seeing. I’m getting that last spot, and there’s not a damn thing you can do about it.
(SOSA heads off, getting ready for his upcoming match. MITSU shrugs and walks away. Then, the scene switches over from the backstage area to the ring.)
(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR… ONE FALL!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
(“Faneto” by Chief Keef plays to a mixed reaction from fans, as SOSA Henderson exits through the curtain, focused ahead of his match with Harper Lee as he saunters down to the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! Hailing out of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 191 pounds…HE IS BULLETPROOF…SOSA HENDERSON!
Stew-O: SOSA Henderson may not be a member of Team Dynasty at Territorial Invasion, at least not yet, but tonight, he can still rep the brand against Harper Lee.
Jake Mercer: It’d be embarrassing to lose to a competitor not even on Dynasty while literally on Dynasty.
Flannery McCoy: Well, I wouldnt call it embarrassing. I mean, Harper Lee is a current Tag Champ, and multiple time champion her own ri-
Jake Mercer: Embarrasing!!
(‘Sweet Dreams’ by Eurythmics, Annie Lennox & Dave Stewart plays to a mixed reaction as well. Harper Lee is accompanied by Holly Arrow, who hypes her friend up on their way down to the ring, both having the Unified Tag Titles around their waist.)
Stephie Love: And his opponent! Residing out of Charlotte, North Carolina, weighing in at 118 pounds, accompanied to the ring by Holly Arrow…SHE IS ONE HALF THE UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS…HARPER LEE!!
Stew-O: Here’s Harper Lee, accompanied by Holly Arrow, and I feel that she’ll serve as a confidence boost for Harper tonight.
Flannery McCoy: It’s always a confidence boost to have a friend ringside, but it could also make a match into a handicap.
Stew-O: Well, I trust Harper Lee and Holly to keep things clean tonight. Hopefully, they do.
(Both competitors stare one another down from opposing corners as the referee signals the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: The bell has rung, and here we go! Harper Lee versus SOSA Henderson! Both competitors start things off by circling one another, building anticipation within the crowd for their eventual collar and elbow tie-up, which takes place in the center of the ring! A jockey for position takes place, and SOSA Henderson gets the upper hand, backing Harper Lee up against the ropes.
Flannery McCoy: SOSA presses his forearm against Harper’s jaw, continuing to pin her against the ropes briefly before backing away, giving Lee some space. That disrespect appears to have riled Harper up a bit as she circles SOSA for a second time. Another collar and elbow tie-up takes place, and SOSA slips behind Harper for a rear waistlock, beginning to squeeze the life out of his opponent.
Stew-O: There’s Harper with a successful go behind, trapping SOSA in a rear waistlock of her own now. SOSA isolates the left arm of Harper, prying her hands apart, and transitioning into a hammerlock on Lee. Lee ducks under the arm of Henderson, and counters with a hammerlock of her own, but quickly transitions into a standing side headlock, center of the ring.
Jake Mercer: SOSA shoves Harper off, and towards the ropes, which she rebounds off into the waiting arms of SOSA- NO! HARPER LEE SLIDES BETWEEN THE LEGS OF SOSA HENDERSON, AND HE TURNS AROUND, GETTING CAUGHT WITH A RUNNING VICTORY ROLL!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Flannery McCoy: Harper almost had SOSA there, but he manages to kickout! Both competitors scramble back to their feet, and Lee gets grabbed in a standing side headlock! However, Harper bounces SOSA off the ropes to escape, and SOSA rebounds off into a leapfrog! SOSA halts his momentum from running off the ropes a second time, and turns around toward Harper, who turns around as well, running into a SCHOOL BOY ROLL-UP BY HENDERSON!
Stew-O: BUT SOSA DOESNT HOLD IT FOR THE COVER, AND TRIES TRANSITIONING INTO THE SHARPSHOOTER! BUT HARPER LEE BOOTS HIM AWAY, KICKING SOSA SQUARE IN THE FACE MULTIPLE TIMES BEFORE HE STAGGERS BACK! HARPER LEE RUSHES TO HER FEET, AND CHARGES AT SOSA- RUNNING RIGHT INTO AN ARM DRAG!
Flannery McCoy: BOTH COMPETITORS RUSH BACK TO THEIR FEET, AND SOSA GOES FOR ANOTHER ARM DRAG, EXPECTING HARPER TO COME RUNNING BACK IN, BUT HARPER IS WISE TO SOSA’S ATTEMPT, NOT FALLING INTO HIS TRAP! SOSA MARCHES TOWARD HARPER, BUT WANDERS INTO HER TRAP, GETTING HIS LEG HOOKED, AND ROLLED THROUGH FOR A CALF CRUSHER! CALF CRUSHER BY HARPER LEE, OR AS SHE CALLS IT, JOYBOY!
Stew-O: BUT SOSA USES HIS VETERAN INSTINCTS, QUICKLY, AND WISELY GRABBING HOLD OF THE BOTTOM ROPE BEFORE THE HOLD COULD FULLY BE CINCHED IN!
Referee: ONE! TWO!
Stew-O: Ref gave Harper til the count of five, but Harper chose to release at two. SOSA rolls to the outside, taking a breather after nearly getting caught in a bad situation by Lee. SOSA’s possibly thinking of his next move, but Harper isn’t going to allow him much time, baseball sliding to the outside! But as she does so, SOSA rolls back inside the ring, playing mind games with Lee a little, who he beckons to re-enter the ring.
Jake Mercer: Harper cautiously re-enters the ring, being given space by SOSA Henderson to do so. Once both competitors are back inside the ring, they circle each other once more briefly before engaging in another collar and elbow tie-up! SOSA slips behind Harper for a rear waistlock, but Harper looks to break his grip with a back elbow to the jaw!
Flannery McCoy: SOSA’s grip becomes loosened, and as a result, Harper goes for another back elbow, but SOSA ducks underneath it! Harper Lee spins around, and SOSA double legs her to the canvas, going for the Sharpshooter again- BUT HARPER LEE SHOVES HIM AWAY WITH BOTH FEET, AND SOSA STAGGERS BACK INTO THE CORNER!
Stew-O: Lee rushes to her feet, and charges SOSA in the corner with a running KNIFE EDGE CHOP TO THE CHEST, ECHOING THROUGHOUT THE ARENA! I think that even made Holly Arrow wince, who has been rooting for Lee every step of the way here. Harper Lee directs SOSA to the center, and plants him with a snap suplex, floating over into the cover!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Flannery McCoy: SOSA powered out immediately after two, showing he still has tons of fight left. Both competitors look to rise back to their feet. SOSA Henderson makes it to a knee, but Harper Lee is to her feet first, grabbing hold of a kneeling SOSA Henderson. BUT SOSA EXPLODES WITH A KNIFE EDGE CHOP! HARPER RESPONDS WITH ONE OF HER OWN! BUT SOSA DOES THE SAME, ISSUING ANOTHER KNIFE EDGE CHOP!
Stew-O: FOREARM BY HARPER LEE, SWITCHING IT UP ON SOSA, WHO BATTLES BACK WITH FOREARMS OF HIS OWN, HITTING A BARRAGE OF THEM ON HARPER AS HE BACKS HER UP AGAINST THE ROPES FOR AN IRISH WHIP! BUT HARPER LEE REVERSES, SENDING SOSA TO THE ROPES INSTEAD! SOSA REBOUNDS OFF, AND RUNS INTO HARPER LEE, WHO GRABS THE BACK OF SOSA’S HEAD, AND AIMS TO USE THAT MOMENTUM AGAINST HIM TO TRY AND SEND HENDERSON UP AND OVER THE TOP ROPE!
Jake Mercer: SOSA CATCHES HIMSELF ON THE APRON! Harper is none the wiser, having turned her back to SOSA on the apron, so she could catch her breath. Holly tries gesturing toward Harper that SOSA is on the apron. Harper doesn’t appear to get what Holly’s trying to say at first, but turns around, getting caught with a DIVING CROSSBODY BY SOSA!
Flannery McCoy: SOSA rolls off Harper Lee’s body, and runs off the ropes as Harper starts rising back to a vertical base- BUT HARPER LEE INTERCEPTS SOSA’S MOMENTUM WITH A PICTURE PERFECT DROPKICK! SOSA sits up, favoring his mouth and nose area, but gets lifted back to his feet by Harper, who backs him in the corner for an irish whip to the opposite!
Stew-O: SOSA reverses, sending Lee to the opposite corner instead! SOSA charges in after her, BUT HARPER GOES UP AND OVER HENDERSON IN THE CORNER! HARPER RUNS OFF THE ROPES- BUT GETS LAUNCHED IN THE AIR BY SOSA WITH A BACK BODY DROP! Harper Lee favors her back as she uses the ropes for assistance, using them to pull her up, and rise to a vertical base. Once she does, SOSA CLOTHESLINE HER OVER THE TOP ROPE!
Flannery McCoy: SOSA takes a moment to showboat as Harper Lee slowly rises on the outside, using the apron for help. Afterwards, SOSA RUNS OFF THE ROPES, BUILDING MOMENTUM FOR A BASEBALL SLIDE DROPKICK, DROPPING LEE! SOSA pulls Harper back to a vertical base, and Irish whips her SHOULDER FIRST into the barricade, using the environment to his advantage!
Stew-O: SOSA rolls Harper back into the ring, making sure to keep a close eye on Holly as he does so. SOSA climbs to the top turnbuckle, and eyes Lee, who slowly makes her way up. Harper Lee turns around, AND SOSA DIVES OFF WITH A BACK ELBOW! SOSA QUICKLY CRAWLS INTO THE COVER, HOOKING THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHH-
Jake Mercer: No! Shoulder up by Harper Lee, and SOSA Henderson looks to slow things down, transitioning into a rear chinlock, wearing Harper down, and possibly buying himself some time to catch his breath, along with conjure up his next plan of attack against one-half the Unified Tag Team Champions.
Flannery McCoy: Holly starts pounding the mat, attempting to rally the crowd behind Harper Lee! The crowd are rallying behind her, and Lee powers up to her feet, beginning to fight out with shots to the rib cage. SOSA clubs Harper’s back, and whips her into the corner! SOSA CHARGES IN- BUT GETS SENT UP AND OVER HARPER’S SHOULDER TO THE OUTSIDE! SOSA HIT THE APRON FACE FIRST ON HIS WAY DOWN!
Stew-O: SOSA starts rising back to his feet, but you can see he’s checking for any teeth missing. With SOSA Henderson in a bad spot, Harper Lee goes to slingshot herself over the top rope with a crossbody! BUT SOSA CATCHES HER OUT OF MID AIR, AND LAUNCHES HARPER BACK FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE WITH A FALLAWAY SLAM! Given the size difference, SOSA gets to experiment, and do moves that usually aren’t in his arsenal!
Jake Mercer: SOSA is wrestling with the strength of our Kaiser, Andre Walker! ☝️
Flannery McCoy: :wow: Harper Lee gets rolled back inside the ring, and SOSA hops to the apron for a SLINGSHOT SOMERSAULT SENTON! SOSA HENDERSON HOOKS THE LEG DEEP ON LEE!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Jake Mercer: Wow, Harper Lee gets the shoulder up again, and SOSA transitions into another rear chinlock, wrenching on the hold, trying to tire down Lee some more. Harper powers back to a vertical base, which takes a lot of energy on her part. Lee fights out of SOSA’s clutches with back elbows to the midsection, but isn’t free yet as SOSA grabs hold of her wrist, and whips Harper to the ropes!
Stew-O: HARPER LEE REBOUNDS BACK WITH A RUNNING CLOTHESLINE! SOSA SCRAMBLES BACK TO HIS FEET, AND GETS CAUGHT WITH ANOTHER RUNNING CLOTHESLINE! SOSA STANDS HIMSELF UP, AND STAGGERS BACK INTO THE CORNER! HARPER LEE CHARGES IN WITH A STEP-UP KNEE STRIKE, HITTING SQUARE ON SOSA’S JAW!
Flannery McCoy: IF SOSA’S LIGHTS WERE DIMMED BEFORE, THEY ARE NOW WITH A RUNNING BULLDOG BY HARPER LEE! HARPER IS FIRED UP, AND URGES FOR SOSA TO GET UP, WHICH HE DOES, ALBEIT ON WOBBLY LEGS, STAGGERING BACK INTO HARPER LEE FOR- NO! HARPER LEE WENT FOR RAGNAROK, THAT OLYMPIC SLAM, BUT SOSA HENDERSON SLIPPED OUT THE BACK!
Stew-O: SOSA GRABS LEE IN A REAR WAISTLOCK, AND GOES TO BOUNCE HER OFF THE ROPES FOR AN O’CONNOR ROLL! BUT HARPER LEE GRABS HOLD OF THE TOP ROPE, AND SOSA ROLLS THROUGH TO HIS FEET! BUT ONCE HE GETS THERE, HARPER SPRINGS OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE FOR A MOONSAULT PRESS ONTO SOSA! HARPER HOOKS BOTH LEGS FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHH-
Flannery McCoy: SOSA KICKS OUT AT TWO! Harper looks ready to wrap this thing up, and pulls SOSA up from behind. Harper grabs hold of SOSA’s shoulders, setting him up for the House of Ballo- SOSA! SOSA SPINS AROUND, AND DOUBLE LEGS HARPER TO THE CANVAS FOR A SHARPSHOOTER ATTEMPT! BUT HARPER LEE SHOVES HIM DOWN WITH HER BOOT! THE BACK OF SOSA’S HEAD SLAPPED OFF THE CANVAS, BUT BOTH COMPETITORS SCRAMBLE BACK TO THEIR FEET!
Jake Mercer: HARPER LEE SWINGS, AND MISSES A CLOTHESLINE AS SOSA DUCKS UNDERNEATH! HARPER TURNS AROUND- ROUNDHOUSE KICK! ROUNDHOUSE KICK FROM SOSA! HARPER LEE CRUMBLES TO THE CANVAS, AND SOSA SHOOTS THE HALF FOR A COVER!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHRRRRRRRR-
Stew-O: NEARFALL AS HARPER GETS THE SHOULDER UP! SOSA marches to the corner, and stalks Harper Lee, waiting for her to stand up, which she eventually does. SOSA RUSHES IN, GOING FOR HIS SIGNATURE SPEAR! BUT HARPER LEE SIDESTEPS, AND SOSA ALMOST COLLIDES WITH THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE! BUT SOSA STOPS HIMSELF FROM DOING SO! HOWEVER, HARPER LEE PULLS SOSA IN BY THE REAR BAND OF HIS TIGHTS, AND PLANTS HIM IN THE CENTER OF THE RING WITH RAGNAROK!
Flannery McCoy: FINALLY, THE OLYMPIC SLAM CONNECTS FOR HARPER LEE, WHO CRAWLS INTO THE COVER, HOOKING THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEE-
Flannery McCoy: SOSA STAYS IN IT, POPPING THE SHOULDER UP BEFORE THREE! Harper pounds the mat in anger, starting to show signs of frustration. Lee rises to her feet, and watches as SOSA gets to a knee. HARPER RUNS OFF THE ROPES- BUT SOSA PERFORMS A ROLLING THUNDER FLATLINER! SOSA CLIMBS TO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE, LOOKING FOR THE SWANTON BOMB ON HARPER!
Stew-O: NO! CAMERON ELLA AVA JUST HOPPED UP ON THE APRON, AND SHOVED SOSA OFF, CROTCHING HIM ON THE TOP ROPE!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Jake Mercer: NO! WHAT IS SHE DOING HERE?!
Flannery McCoy: I GUESS HARPER AND HOLLY DIDNT COME ALONE AS TEAM VOLTAGE STORMS THE RING, ENTERING FROM THE CROWD AREA!
Stew-O: HOLLY SLIDES IN AS WELL, AND ITS CAMERON, HOLLY, DONOVAN DUKE, AND MAJOR MICHAEL SCOTT PUTTING THE BOOTS TO SOSA!
(Holly takes a break from stomping out SOSA, and helps Harper Lee in getting back to her feet following the rolling thunder flatliner that connected. The crowd reaction is mixed, but the crowd all cheer in unison as business starts to pick up with Team Dynasty running down to the ring.)
Jake Mercer: YES! HERE COMES THE CALVARY! TEAM DYNASTY IS HERE! AND TEAM DYNASTY ARE BRINGING THE FIGHT TO TEAM VOLTAGE! DRAKE ARMSTRONG SENDS MAJOR MICHAEL SCOTT OUT THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE, AND THOSE BRAWL ON THE OUTSIDE!
Stew-O: BUT INSIDE THE RING, THERON HAS HOLLY ARROW TRAPPED IN THE CORNER WITH RIGHT HANDS! MS. EXTREME IS BEING HIT WITH RIGHT HANDS BY DONOVAN DUKE IN ANOTHER CORNER, BUT MS. EXTREME BATTLES BACK WITH A KICK TO THE MIDSECTION, SLAMMING DUKE FACE FIRST OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE, AND NOW STOMPING HIM IN THE CODNER!
Flannery McCoy: CAMERON ELLA AVA AND CHRIS ELITE ARE EXCHANFING RIGHT HANDS IN THE CENTER OF THE RING, BUT CAMERON BACKS CHRIS INTO THE CORNER WITH A FLURRY OF FOREARMS! OOH! HARPER LEE BLINDSIDES THERON FROM BEHIND WITH AN ELBOW TO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD, COMING TO THE AID OF HER PARTNER!
Stew-O: THERON GOES DOWN TO A KNEE, AND HARPER SENDS HIM TOWARD THE ROPES! SKILL ISSUE! HOLLY GOT THERON WITH THE FLATLINER, BUT HARPER CAUGHT HIM WITH THE CODEBREAKER!
Jake Mercer: AND NOW POTARA ARE AIDING CAMERON WITH CHRIS ELITE, GANGING UP ON CHRIS WITH STOMPS IN THE CORNER! THIS IS WHERE DYNASTY COULD REALLY USE AN EXTRA MAN, GIVEN THEY’RE OUTNUMBERED HERE!
(‘il vento d’oro’ by Yugo Kanno plays to a loud reaction from fans as MITSUBACHI comes running down the ramp.)
Flannery McCoy: ASK AND YOU SHALL RECEIVE! ITS MITSUBACHI! MITSUBACHI IS HERE, AND HES RUNNING DOWN TO THE RING! HOLLY ARROW LOOKS TO MEET HIM, BUT RUNS RIGHT INTO A BOOT!
Stew-O: MITSUBACHI SLIDES IN THE RING, AND SIDESTEPS HARPER LEE, WHO CHARGED AT HIM, SENDING HER UP AND OVER THE TOP ROPE! MITSUBACHI TURNS AROUND- BUT GETS CAUGHT WITH THE WONDER WOMAN PUNCH BY CAMERON! MITSU GOES DOWN TO A KNEE, AND CAMERON GOES TO RUN OFF THE ROPES!
Flannery McCoy: BUT CAMERON TURNS AROUND INTO A SPEAR! SPEAR BY SOSA HENDERSON! CAMERON IS QUICKLY BACK TO HER FEET, CLUTCHING AT HER RIBS, BUT GETS CAUGHT WITH A BOX OFFICE SMASH BY CHRIS ELITE! CAMERON GOES DOWN, AND ROLLS OUT OF THE RING!
Jake Mercer: MAJOR TRIES SENDING DRAKE ARMSTRONG lNTO THE STEEL STEPS, BUT ARMSTRONG COUNTERS, WHIPPING SCOTT BACK FIRST INTO THE STEPS INSTEAD!
Stew-O: AND INSIDE THE RING, DONOVAN DUKE HAS GOTTEN THE UPPER HAND ON MS. EXTREME IN THE CORNER WITH RIGHTS, BUT TURNS AROUND TO NOTICE HIS TEAM HAS BEEN TAKEN OUT! DUKE DOESNT BACK DOWN, HOWEVER, AND CHARGES AT MITSU WITH A CLOTHESLINE ATTEMPT!
Flannery McCoy: BUT MITSU DUCKS UNDERNEATH, AND RIPCORDS DUKE AROUND FOR A LARIAT! DOYEN’S DOMINION CONNECTS, AND DUKE ROLLS OUT AS WELL! DYNASTY HAS CLEARED THE RING!
(Team Voltage regroup together at the end of the ramp, and Team Dynasty stares them down from inside the ring. However, MITSU gets spun around by SOSA Henderson, and the two stare each other down, exchanging words.)
Stew-O: Yeah, let’s not forget, Team Dynasty is still missing a man. But we’ll find out who that man is next week when MITSU goes head to head with SOSA Henderson!
(Team Dynasty remain focused on Team Voltage, who backpedal up the ramp while Mitsu and SOSA continue staring each other down as the camera fades elsewhere.)
(A commercial for EAW 2K24 plays. No pay-to-win here!)
(After commercials, Dynasty returns to its live broadcast. ‘Trophies’ by Drake plays. The fans cheer wildly.)
Crowd: JOSO! JOSO! JOSO!
(Joso steps out, heightening the frenzied crowd’s reaction. He offers the crowd a smirk, but as far as he’s concerned, he has a Kaiser to address. He makes his way down the ramp, and the most perceptive of eyes can tell he’s still slightly banged up after last week. However, the ‘New Era’ is able to make his way to the ring by himself, and he’s handed a microphone.)
Stew-O: One has to think about what’s going on through the mind of Joso after that attack he had to be an unwitting victim of. Andre Walker showed up during Joso and Myles’ contest, and he used his Gawd contract to make Myles the final member of Team Dynasty for WarGames!
(REPLAY – Joso and Myles are seen having a competitive outing. Myles is able to have a temporary advantage as he takes Joso up, but Andre Walker appears, armed with a steel chair. Joso captilizes on Myles being distracted and goes to attack him, but Andre slides in and batters him with the weapon. He hits his ‘Hunger on Hillside’ spear, causing Joso to roll to the outside in pain. Andre tells Joso he ‘made this happen’ before he tosses him into the steel steps and stomps him down. Once he’s done, Andre tells Myles he’s in War Games, while he challenges Joso to a match at Territorial Invasion.)
(Back in the ring, Joso looks at the screen with nothing but frustration boiling over him. He shakes his head and grits his teeth. His theme fades, and that’s when Joso starts to go in, not mincing any words.)
Joso: Look at that, man. Look at that. You all saw that, right? You saw how I was pretty much robbed of getting the chance to main event Territorial Invasion again. You all saw right before your eyes how I couldn’t get the chance to redeem myself from last year and help this brand win in War Games. And why is that? Because Andre Walker is nothing more than a punk-ass bitch.
(The crowd cheers, firmly behind him.)
Joso: I’m heated. Legit heated. Andre can run around crying and saying that I “made” this happen, but how? Because I decided to take up for Chris when it was clear he was tryna make things as unfair as possible for him? Because I got tired of Ronan thinking that he can run around and annoy all of us with the incessant dick riding? Because I’m not gonna be someone who can easily fall in line and allow anyone to think they can big-league people here in EAW? As far as I’m concerned, Andre got his ego hurt bad, and he’s still, STILL, having to try and repair it through any means possible. The great, mighty Kaiser couldn’t be bothered to just work his way back up, so he wants to go after the whole world, and now, I’m apparently next. I somehow incurred his wrath and I’m supposed to be afraid or whatever, but honestly, I’m not. Maybe with other Elitists, he’d do a better job intimidating them into submission or making them reconsider their actions, but me? I’m not gonna double-down and apologize for being one of the few people here who actually has the balls to go after him. Maybe that led to everything happening the way that it did last week, but you know what? If it’s a war he wants, then it’s a war he’s going to get. However, I never made this happen. He did.
Joso: After all, what did I do? Be the number one draft pick over him? Be the one who put a dent in his mythical armor and took the Interwire Championship away from him? Be the guy that made him look mortal for once in a very, very long time? I got the better of him more than once, both inside and outside of the ring, so it’s no wonder why he wants to be pressed. I guess I should be at least nervous considering that Andre is doing everything he can to solidify his legacy and all of that, but at the same time, he doesn’t have to act this way. He doesn’t need to walk around with some corny little chip on his shoulder and feel like the world wanna be against him. He thinks he was pushed to be this way; he believes that people like ME forced him to go down this road, but all I ever did was prove myself to be the better man. But hey, homeboy loses for the first time in god-knows how long, and now he wants to do everything he can to try and ruin others.
Joso: It ain’t happening on my watch.
(Joso looks determined as he speaks. Unshaken. Unbothered. Even with the dire situation that potentially awaits him, he is fearless.)
Joso: Honestly, Andre, you look foolish. You look stupid. With you attacking me last week, you sought to embarrass me. You wanted to put me in check. You wanted to use me as an example for the other Elitists to see and never want to replicate. Making personal decisions and all of that, but see, that word right here? ‘Personal’? You’ve exposed yourself to the whole world and showed to everyone that me being able to be far more successful than you right now bothers you. You can’t stand it. Maybe you expected someone like an Impact or Kassidy or someone else to have gotten the better of you someday, but you definitely didn’t expect me to be the one to best you. You didn’t think that some popping new breed would be the one to make your throne lean over. I don’t know. Maybe it’s wild to say, and maybe I’m gonna make you even madder than you already are, but… are you upset that maybe, just maybe, I’ve come close to having an explosive rookie year… almost mirroring you? And I did it at your expense. I gave everyone a taste of what the New Era has to offer, and many people still believe that I can lead this show AND this promotion because I dethroned you. I upstaged you. I was like you from a few years back, but better, and the entire EAW universe is always going to remember what happened when we faced off. I got to have one of the greatest Interwire Championship runs of all time, I been to many main events, I got to beat the best or push the best to their limit, and it all started with you.
Joso: Yeah, Andre. I see what you mean when you said you made some ‘personal’ decisions. Bronson whooped your ass at Pain for Pride, and we all heard what Albert said to SOSA about you and him not wanting him to have the World Heavyweight Championship. Chris Elite called you out for being his son, and of course, while the Gawd Contract was your main mission, while you didn’t care to belittle him at all, I’m sure there was a small part of you that wanted to try and shut him up because he kinda did dig into you. Of course, all of us can piece two and two together, and I’m not surprised if you’re secretly thinking about going after Limmy once this is all said and done, considering he was the one who beat you at Road to Redemption. You want to go after all of us who have either contributed to showing the world that you can be beaten or people who ethered you worse than Sarah Price did.
(Joso smirks, especially hearing the fans’ reactions.)
Joso: But honestly, I’m ready. You may be a punk, and you may be the most insecure version of yourself yet… but you are also the hungriest you ever been. You’re a man on a mission, and you aren’t going to stop until you get what it is that you want. You want to go after all of us you felt slighted by. You wanna piece back together your legacy that you felt was ruined by us. I get it, at least. However, Andre, you aren’t gonna build back up your career by ruining mine. Territorial Invasion is not going to be the time where Andre Walker beats Joso.
Joso: You may be ready, but so am I. You want to make it seem as if I dug my grave with you, but really, you’re the one out here with a shovel and throwing dirt on yourself. Chris couldn’t beat you at Reckless Wiring, but I was able to beat Ronan, and now, it’s about time I go after the head honcho and come for your head. Business may be unfinished, but don’t worry, I’ll finish it for you.
Joso: And when it’s all said and done, there aren’t going to be any more excuses. You can’t say I never truly beat you. You can’t say I pinned Ruler but never you. You’ll have to come to terms with the fact that, once again, I was the one who ruined your plans, and I am the one who can always, always, make the Kaiser look like a mere peasant. I don’t miss, and I sure ain’t going to miss at Territorial Invasion.
(Joso points the finger gun straight at the hard cam before ‘Trophies’ blare out again.)
Crowd: JO-SO! JO-SO! JO-SO!
Stew-O: Well, the fans believe he can take down the Kaiser again. However, this is the most dangerous side of Andre Walker we have seen. Not only that, but with the Gawd Contract, it’s hard to think about what else he can do to possibly handicap Joso.
Jake Mercer: You speak as if my Kaiser isn’t a fighter! An honest, competitive man!
Flannery McCoy: Competitive? Absolutely. However, Andre has already used his powers to cost Joso a spot in War Games. Who knows what else he can do?
Stew-O: Either way, Joso isn’t scared. He’s ready to tackle Andre head-on, no matter what!
(Joso can be seen walking up the ramp, talking to the camera, and saying that Andre is going to get what’s coming to him. He leaves, and Dynasty fades to commercials.)
(An advertisement plays for Owl’s Nest Sanctuary, featuring Minerva.)
(Friday Night Dynasty fades back into the arena, with Stephie Love seen standing by inside the ring with a microphone in hand, ready to announce the next match!)
Stephie Love: The following TAG TEAM CONTEST is your MAIN EVENT!!! And it is a bout scheduled for…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(‘The Only Thing They Fear is You’ would play through the speakers of the arena; the crowd rises up to their feet into immense cheers as Ryan Wilson makes his way out to the stage. He takes in the positive reception from the audience for a brief moment. Despite his opportunity for the EAW World Heavyweight Championship not going his way, his expression remained only slightly less enthused as the cheers kept him in high spirits. Ryan stood at the ramp as “It Follows” plays throughout the arena now, as the crowd swiftly shifts into mixed reactions when Xander Payne makes his way out to the stage. Dominion stands side by side for a moment till Xander continues to walk down the ramp, looking ahead without giving a glance to anything else but the ring alone. Ryan glanced at Xander with perplexed eyes, but reverted back to walking down the ramp & following right behind him in his signature confidence.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first… the team of XANDER PAYNE AND RYAN JOSEPH WILSON, DOMINION!!!
(‘Changed It’ by Nicki Minaj ft. Lil Wayne is heard playing through the speakers with the crowd erupting into cheers upon seeing Specialists Champion Milli Banks begin to make her way out from the backstage area. She’s still a bit hurt, but she does her best to strike a pose as she holds her title up in the air, scanning around at the hyped up crowd here tonight. She has her intentions clear as she makes her way down the ramp, making a statement heading into Territorial Invasion. Following that as Milli stands at the bottom ramp, ‘Clash of Gods’ by Norihito Sumitomo is heard playing up, with World Heavyweight Champion Bronson Daniels from there beginning to head out to the stage as well. He hyped up the crowd while raising his title up into the air, pyro shooting out while he did. He looks at Milli as the two Champions exchange smirks,ready for the match at hand, as they begin to make their way toward the ring.)
Stephie Love: And their opponents… the team of the SPECIALISTS CHAMPION MILLI BANKS AND THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION BRONSON DANIELS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: The bell has rung and our star-studded main event match is officially underway! The World Heavyweight Champion and the Specialists Champion on one side, Bronson Daniels looking ready to go as he’s in first for him and Milli Banks, and on the other side we have one of Dynasty’s best tag teams currently in DOMINION, Ryan Wilson starting off with Xander Payne on the apron. Both Bronson and Ryan are making their way out of their corners, and I know that Ryan would love to get some comeuppance after his defeat to Bronson last week in their title match! The two do not waste any time as they step toward the center of the ring and lock up!
Flannery McCoy: Both of them jockey for position, trying to get the better of the other here, and it seems that Ryan is making the first move as he slips behind Bronson and locks in a waist lock! Bronson drops his weight down as he uses his hands to pry himself free from the grip of Ryan, as he breaks out of it, going around and dragging him by the head as he locks in a side headlock! Bronson continues to drop his weight and it’s on Ryan to quickly formulate a way to get himself out of this, AS HE GRABS AROUND THE WAIST OF THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION AND LIFTS HIM UP INTO THE AIR, DROPPING HIM DOWN WITH A BACK SUPLEX TO FORCE HIM TO RELEASE THE HOLD!
Jake Mercer: Bronson is taken down to the mat and it seems like they’re going to do some matwork now, as he quickly is up to a seated position but before he can get any further it’s Ryan that manages to lock in a chinlock to keep him stationary! Bronson reaches out, trying to find a way to get himself out of this before grabbing a hold of Ryan, but it isn’t long before he begins to get himself some ground and slowly rises back up to his feet. Bronson manages to plant both feet to the ground, then begins to send multiple strikes toward the abdomen of Ryan to get him out of this position. Ryan is trying to continue to hold on, but there’s not much for him to be able to do with Bronson then proceeding to push him up against the ropes! Ryan looks to release as the referee makes his way over and is about to force the rope break, but Bronson then grabs him by the arm and sends him toward the opposite side of the ring with an Irish whip… BEFORE BRONSON THEN LEAPS UP AND CONNECTS WITH A DROPKICK TO THE CHEST OF RYAN-
Stew-O: NO GO! Before he can rebound, Ryan manages to grab a hold of the ropes as Bronson has nobody home for the Dropkick to connect with, landing on his stomach! The World Heavyweight Champion quickly gets up to a knee, smirk on his face as Ryan makes his way toward him. BRONSON SHOOTS OFF OF THE GROUND AND TRIES FOR A HIGH KNEE TO THE FACE! But that doesn’t connect either with Ryan stopping himself before he can and avoiding it!
Flannery McCoy: Ryan then slips behind Bronson and grabs him around the waist, Bronson tries to swing behind him but Ryan dips his head under and avoids it, AS HE LIFTS BRONSON UP AND DROPS HIM ONTO HIS HEAD WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX! Ryan isn’t done as he rolls himself through, bringing Bronson back up to his feet, AS HE LIFTS HIM UP AND CONNECTS WITH A THIRD GERMAN SUPLEX! Ryan then brings him up and it seems like he’s looking to connect with a third to completely take out the Champion, BUT INSTEAD HE RUNS FORWARD AND RAMS BRONSON CHESTFIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!
(TAG!)
Jake Mercer: BEFORE XANDER TAPS RYAN’S SHOULDER AND TAGS IN! Ryan then steps back, BEFORE LIFTING UP AND DROPPING BRONSON INTO A GERMAN SUPLEX! He pushes him backward as Bronson manages to barely get himself up onto a knee, BEFORE XANDER STEPS IN AND DOMINION CONNECTS WITH A DOUBLE SUPERKICK TO HIS FACE WHICH COMPLETELY LAYS HIM OUT! Milli does not like how the start of this match has gone so far, with Ryan leaving the ring and Xander looking to continue some offense on the Champion, running to the ropes and back… BEFORE LEAPING INTO THE AIR AND CRUSHING BRONSON WITH A RUNNING SENTON!
Stew-O: Bronson is grabbing his abdomen in pain, immediately beginning to roll toward the edge of the ring so that he can grab the bottom rope and use them to help himself up to his feet! Xander makes his way over as he then grabs him by the head and begins to drag him over toward the center of the ring, LIFTING HIM UP AS HE ATTEMPTS TO DROP HIM DOWN INTO A SUPLEX- But that doesn’t happen with Bronson managing to slip off of Xander’s shoulders and land behind him before the move can connect! Xander turns around, JUST TO BE MET WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD WHICH STOPS THE HALL OF FAMER IN HIS TRACKS! Bronson then turns around and runs to the ropes and back looking to follow that move up with something that’ll be able to take Xander down to the ground…
Flannery McCoy: JUST FOR XANDER TO SHAKE IT OFF AND CONNECT WITH A CLOTHESLINE TO THE HEAD WHICH ABSOLUTELY FLOORS BRONSON! Bronson is taken completely down to the canvas and that was something that he was not anticipating at all, with Xander then proceeding to grab him by his head and heave him back up to his feet…
Jake Mercer: XANDER PULLS BRONSON BY THE WRIST AND GRABS A HOLD OF HIM BEFORE LIFTING HIM INTO THE AIR FOR THE ‘DAWNBREAKER’! SAITO SUPLEX TO THE CHAMPION!
Stew-O: BUT BRONSON MANAGES TO SLIP HIS ARM OUT AND CONNECT WITH A BACK ELBOW STRIKE TO THE FACE TO FORCE HIM TO RELEASE THE HOLD BEFORE HE CAN CONNECT WITH THE SIGNATURE! This causes Xander to stumble back, and Bronson is not wasting any time breaking into a full sprint, BUT XANDER STOPS HIM WITH A BOOT TO THE ABDOMEN WHICH DOUBLES HIM OVER! Xander then grabs Bronson by the arm and sends him to his corner, possibly looking to tag out to his DOMINION partner…
Flannery McCoy: BUT BRONSON PREVENTS THAT AS HE USES THE MOMENTUM TO FOREARM RYAN IN THE FACE AS HE COLLIDES WITH THE CORNER! Bronson makes sure that Xander isn’t able to tag out, as Xander sees what is going on and quickly rushes forward to catch him before things get out of hand, but Bronson manages to catch him with a boot to his face which stops him in his tracks as he stumbles backward! Bronson then grabs a hold of Xander by the head, BEFORE TURNING HIM AROUND AND SENDING HIM SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE RINGPOST! Ryan stumbles back up on the outside and he realizes the trouble that his partner is in, trying to slide back into the ring, BUT BRONSON HAS THAT ACCOUNTED FOR AS WELL AS HE SLIDES UNDER THE BOTTOM ROPE AND CONNECTS WITH A BASEBALL SLIDE TO THE FACE! Bronson then quickly gets back up to his feet inside the ring as he runs full sprint toward the ropes and back… LEAPING OVER THE TOP ROPE AND CONNECTING WITH A TOPE CON HILO!
Jake Mercer: Bronson Daniels has wiped out the competition and he has quickly slid into the ring, and now looks to be headed straight for the Specialists Champion! Will he be able to get the tag into the fresh partner!
(TAG!)
Stew-O: AND HERE WE GO! MILLI BANKS IS IN! The Specialists Champion is in the ring while Xander pulls himself out of the corner, quickly rushing toward her, BUT BEFORE HE CAN IT’S MILLI THAT GOES UNDER AND GRABS A HOLD OF HIM BY THE ANKLE AND TRIPPING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! Xander rolls onto his back, and Milli quickly lunges onto him before beginning to slam forearms into his face! He brings his forearms trying to block them, but Milli is relentless right now, making sure that she can get some offense in while she has the chance!
Flannery McCoy: Milli finally stops her assault for the moment, getting back up to her feet while also grabbing a hold of the arm of Xander and bringing him back up as well, she pulls him in, BEFORE DRIVING HER KNEE STRAIGHT INTO HIS ABDOMEN! That doubles over the former World Champion as Milli from there sends her to the opposite side of the ring with a huge Irish whip… BUT XANDER REBOUNDS AND USES THAT TO GO FOR A CLOTHESLINE TO THE HEAD IN HOPES OF TURNING THE TIDES- BUT MILLI DUCKS UNDER THAT BEFORE LEAPING INTO THE AIR AND CONNECTING WITH A PELE KICK TO THE TOP OF THE HEAD-
Jake Mercer: EXCEPT IT DOESN’T CONNECT! XANDER MOVES OUT OF THE WAY BEFORE THEN CONNECTING WITH A BOOT TO THE FACE WHICH TAKES MILLI DOWN TO THE GROUND WHILE SHE’S IN A KNEELING POSITION! Xander has his eye on the prize as he brings Milli back up to his feet, this time sending her into an Irish whip of his own…
Stew-O: JUST FOR MILLI TO LAUNCH INTO THE AIR AND CONNECT WITH A ‘NO FAKE BILLS HERE’! RUNNING SINGLE HEAD HIGH KNEE TO THE FACE OF XANDER DROPS HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND, AND MILLI QUICKLY THROWS AN ARM OVER HIS SHOULDER AND GOES FOR THE PIN! COULD THIS BE IT?!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRR-
Flannery McCoy: BUT RYAN LAUNCHES OFF OF THE TOP ROPE AND BREAKS UP THE PIN WITH A ELBOW DROP! He gets into the ring just in time and manages to save DOMINION’s chances for this matchup! He kicks Milli off of his partner before grabbing Xander by the arm, dragging him toward his corner and it seems like he looks to get the tag in right now. Xander uses the turnbuckle to get back up as Ryan gets back onto the apron…
(TAG!)
Jake Mercer: AS HE TAGS IN! Ryan gives Xander a chance to catch his breath as he enters back into the ring, making his way over as Milli staggers back up to his feet, trying to throw a jab at his face- But that doesn’t happen with Ryan connecting with a boot to the abdomen! He then pulls her in, BEFORE LIFTING HER UP INTO THE AIR AND CONNECTING WITH A SNAP SUPLEX TO DROP HER RIGHT DOWN! Milli grabs her back in pain as she tries to roll herself up to her feet, doing her best to fight from beneath, but before she can go any further it’s Ryan that steps forward and connects with an axe handle to the back of her head to keep her stunned! Ryan then brings Milli back up to her feet, grabbing a hold of her as she lifts her up off the ground, DROPPING HER ONTO THE TOP ROPE WITH SNAKE EYES!
Stew-O: Milli bounces off of the ropes, stumbling back and falling to a knee while grabbing his face, AND RYAN STEPS FORWARD BEFORE GRABBING HER BY THE HEAD AND SLAMMING HER DOWN TO THE GROUND! The Specialists Champion is down on the ground and vulnerable to whatever Ryan has in mind, and it seems like the former New Breed Champion is beginning to make his way up to the top turnbuckle. He has himself in position… AS HE LEAPS OFF OF THE TOP ROPE AND GOES FOR A FROG SPLASH!
Flannery McCoy: NO! NOT THIS TIME! MILLI MANAGES TO ROLL OUT OF THE WAY OF THAT! Milli gets back up to his feet as Ryan clutches at his abdomen, definitely not expecting that to be turned around on him. He makes his way over, BUT BEFORE HE CAN IT’S MILLI THAT MEETS HIM WITH A SPIN KICK TO THE GUT WHICH TAKES HIM DOWN TO A KNEELING POSITION! Milli then turns around and runs full sprint toward the corner… AS HE LEAPS ONTO THE SHOULDERS OF RYAN AND TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A QUICK HURRICANRANA!
Jake Mercer: Milli manages to take the former New Breed Champion down to the canvas and Ryan is left stumbling up to his feet, trying to find a way to fight back, BUT BEFORE HE CAN IT’S MILLI THAT LEAPS INTO THE AIR AND CONNECTS WITH A DROPKICK TO THE CHEST! Milli then runs to the ropes and back, BEFORE LEAPING INTO THE AIR AND CONNECTING WITH A KNEE DROP TO THE FACE- BUT RYAN MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! Ryan avoids as he gets back up to his feet, GRABBING THE ARM OF MILLI AND TAKING HER DOWN WITH AN ARM DRAG!
Stew-O: Ryan keeps a hold of the arm, but Milli brings her leg down before booting Ryan in the face! Ryan stumbles back before Milli then gets back up to her feet, turning around while Ryan regains his focus, CONNECTING WITH A KICK TO THE FACE TO TAKE HER DOWN! Milli is hurt right now and it would be in her best interest to make her way over and get the tag out, and that seems to be what she’s doing while Ryan is recovering…
(TAG!)
Flannery McCoy: BRONSON IS TAGGED IN! Bronson breaks into a full sprint as he grabs a hold of him, LAUNCHING INTO THE AIR BEFORE TAKING HIM DOWN WITH A SLING BLADE! Ryan stumbles up to his feet while Bronson runs to the ropes and back, LEAPING OFF OF THE ROPES AND TAKING RYAN DOWN WITH A SPRINGBOARD MOONSAULT!
Jake Mercer: BUT RYAN MANAGES TO CATCH BRONSON ON HIS SHOULDERS BEFORE TAKING HIM DOWN WITH A POWERSLAM! Bronson is planted down to the ground before Ryan brings him back up to his feet, sending him to the ropes and back… JUST FOR BRONSON TO LEAP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS AND TRY TO CONNECT WITH A HURRICANRANA- BUT RYAN MANAGES TO TRANSITION IT AS HE CATCHES HIM ON HIS SHOULDERS BEFORE PUSHING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! Bronson tries to swing at Ryan… BUT NOT BEFORE RYAN DUCKS UNDER!
Stew-O LE BOMBE BLEU! THE BLUE THUNDER BOMB CONNECTS ON BRONSON! BUT RYAN ISN’T GOING FOR THE PIN! HE’S LOOKING AT XANDER! HE WANTS TO FINISH THIS! Ryan makes his way over to Bronson as the World Heavyweight Champion uses the ropes to get back up to his feet. This is DOMINION’s chance to finish this match off once and for all and they know it. RYAN RUSHES OVER AND HE LEAPS INTO THE AIR AND GOES FOR A FOREARM SMASH TO THE FACE!
Flannery McCoy: BUT BRONSON MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! Ryan collides with the corner and turns around, AS BRONSON LEAPS UP AND CONNECTS WITH A KNEE TO THE FACE THAT LEAVES RYAN ROCKED! Bronson then grabs a hold of him and sends him toward the opposite corner, he’s about to tag out to Milli…
(TAG!)
Jake Mercer: BUT WAIT! HE DOESN’T SEE XANDER REACH OUT HIS HAND AND TAG HIMSELF IN! XANDER ENTERS INTO THE RING AS BRONSON MAKES HIS WAY OVER TO MILLI, TRYING TO GET THE TAG OUT…
Stew-O: BUT XANDER TURNS BRONSON AROUND AND LIFTS HIM OFF OF THE GROUND BEFORE TAKING HIM DOWN WITH ‘PEACEKEEPER’! THE URANAGE TAKES BRONSON DOWN TO THE GROUND AND XANDER GOES FOR THE PIN! WILL DOMINION BE ABLE TO BRING THIS HOME?!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRREEE-
Flannery McCoy: BUT MILLI ENTERS THE RING AND QUICKLY MANAGES TO BREAK UP THE PIN! Close call there for Xander and he knows that this could’ve been the end of the match right here! Xander rolls off of Bronson as Milli rolls out of the ring, BUT LOOK AT RYAN AS HE DROPS OFF OF THE APRON AND GRABS MILLI BEFORE SENDING HER SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE! The Specialists Champion is down and Ryan quickly jumps onto the apron, begging to get the tag in to his partner before it’s too late!
(TAG!)
Jake Mercer: RYAN IS TAGGED IN! Xander brings Bronson back up to his feet and it seems like the two of them are looking to finish this one off. DOMINION has the chance to get one of their biggest victories this Season as they set the World Heavyweight Champion up, Xander having Bronson up in an Electric Chair position and Ryan on the top rope…
Stew-O: THEY’RE GOING FOR ‘MADE IN CANADA’! RYAN LEAPING OFF AND GOING FOR A CLOTHESLINE TO THE HEAD OF BRONSON DANIELS!
Flannery McCoy: BUT BRONSON! BRONSON COUNTERS AND SPIKES XANDER ONTO HIS HEAD WITH TREMENDOUS STRENGTH! ‘MADE IN CANADA’ BACKFIRES ON DOMINION AND RYAN IS LEFT ON THE TOP ROPE WITH NOTHING ABLE TO BE DONE! HE’S ABOUT TO LEAP OFF ONTO BRONSON-
Jake Mercer: BUT WAIT! MILLI JUST CLIMBED ONTO THE TOP ROPE! SHE GRABS A HOLD OF RYAN BEFORE PUSHING HIM OFF OF THE TOP ROPE AND DOWN TO THE CANVAS! RYAN TAKES A HARD FALL DOWN TO THE CANVAS AND STUMBLES UP TO HIS FEET!
Stew-O: BUT BRONSON SIZES RYAN UP WITH A ‘CHROME HEARTS’! SPINNING ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE FACE COMPLETELY TAKES HIM OUT! BRONSON THEN BRINGS HIM BACK UP TO HIS FEET…
Flannery McCoy: ‘SAVAGE MODE’! LIFTING UNDERHOOK GUTBUSTER TAKES RYAN COMPLETELY DOWN! BUT RYAN ISN’T GOING FOR THE PIN, BECAUSE MILLI HAS RAN AROUND THE RING AND ONTO THE APRON AND SHE’S HOLDING HER HAND OUT! SHE WANTS TO MAKE SURE THAT THIS MATCH IS FINISHED FOR GOOD!
(TAG!)
Jake Mercer: MILLI IS TAGGED IN! MILLI QUICKLY CLIMBS UP TO THE TOP ROPE, RYAN STILL COMPLETELY OUT ON THE GROUND…
Stew-O: ‘NEW YORK HOSPITALITY’! THE SPIRAL TAP CONNECTS AND MILLI QUICKLY HOOKS THE LEG! WILL THIS BE IT?!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!!
TTTTTTHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Changed It’ begins to blast through the speakers again as Milli Banks pulls herself up to a seated position, Bronson Daniels being seen on the outside of the ring with a big smirk on his face. He makes his way back into the ring as the referee hands them both their titles, with Milli and Bronson raising them up side-by-side while the referee raises their arms in the air. The two of them look at one another with confident looks on their faces, as they celebrate the victory that they have gotten here tonight.)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner… the team of the EAW SPECIALISTS CHAMPION MILLI BANKS!!!!!!!!!!! AND EAW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION BRONSON DANIELS!!!!!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: What a match! DOMINION laid it all on the line tonight, knowing just how much a win of this caliber would mean for them especially heading into Territorial Invasion. They fought with their hearts against some tough competition, but at the end of the day it ended up not being enough. The combined talents of the Specialists Champion and the World Heavyweight Champion allowed them to come out on top, Bronson making a huge statement toward anyone who decides to come after his title, and Milli toward Pandora Paisley who has her eye on Milli’s gold.
Stew-O: I could only wonder what this means for Xander and Ryan though, cause Xander does not look happy about this.
(Ryan Wilson has rolled out to the outside of the ring, grabbing the back of his head in pain in a seated position, looking down at him is none other than Xander Payne. While Ryan expects him to help him up, a disappointed Xander shakes his head and turns around, and walks off on him.)
Flannery McCoy: :lupe: Well, regardless, congratulations to Bronson and Milli!
(Bronson and Milli are standing in the ring, raising their titles high in the air while pyro explodes out from the stage. The two of them from there begin to leave the ring as it’s the last shot seen before Friday Night Dynasty begins to fade to complete black.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
