(EAW Intro plays.)
(We get a quick recap of last week’s festivities as highlights play showing what went down. We see Khamsin, Chris Elite, Xander Payne with Mason Massacre, Mitsubachi, Andre Walker, Lethal Consequences, and The Visual Prophet come up with big wins some with clean finishes and some with not so clean moments. We also witnessed Bronson Daniels defending his New Breed Championship against SEBAS early in the night. The show started with a controversial contract signing that ended up without any physicality as Viz signed his half and left his challenger Andrea Valentine stranded to sign her half alone. Viz would meet Andrea again as he assisted Lethal Consequences on defeating her in their match up. We also watched Dynasty Team Captain Sarah Price get a taste of the high life with Impact and DEDEDE before they snatched it all away and made her walk back to Newark on foot while they exited in the most luxurious vehicle imaginable. We see Sarah’s arms folded as the scene fades out. We open up with the performance center as Dynasty begins with the famous commentary trio that has been with the brand for years now.)
Stew-O: It’s Stew-O here and I’m proudly going to welcome all you fans at home…to a STILL socially distanced…FRIDAY NIGHT DyNASTY! What a show we have lined up for you tonight! I’m joined by Flannery McCoy and Jake Mercer and this show should keep things interesting right as we get closer to Territorial Invasion!
Flannery McCoy: Yes indeed, we’ve also got some important matches tonight with Mason Massacre with Charlie Marr by his side taking on Pure Champ Dray Fontana. We also will see Universal Women’s Champion Serena Bennett take on the talented Jalyn Garcia in our main event!
Jake Mercer: Don’t forget Veena Adams and her rival Nina Bravo step up in a ring to face two newcomers tonight in what could be an explosive situation!
(“2nd Sucks” begins to blast out the speakers. Suddenly, the socially distanced crowd cheers the sight of StarrStan as he walks out from the backstage area. The cheers turn quickly to vicious boos as following him is Veena Adams as the town powerful co-general managers of Friday Night Dynasty smile as they make their way down the ramp and to the ring.)
Jake Mercer: Speaking of Veena, looks like she’s out here early alongside her partner in running Dynasty StarrStan. They are here in the freakin’ IMPACT ZONE and I bet they have something very important to say regarding the show. Maybe to promote me and give me a spot as their third general manager? That is the only logical step that’s next for these guys. Can you two imagine? Jake Mercer…Co-GM!
Flannery McCoy: How about no.
(We see Veena and a smiling Starrstan enter the ring as they grab mics and the music fades out.)
StarrStan: Hello everybody! This is going to be a big and fun night for all of you as we continue on the road to TERRITORIAL INVASION! A night that will feature the collision of all three of Elite Answers Wrestling’s big and premier brands. From Showdown to Voltage to Dynasty, all three shows will take part in the annual tradition of brand battling in matches that include Brand Warfare and the infamous WAR GAMES MATCH!
Veena Adams: Yea, we know what Territorial Invasion brings but can we talk about how incredibly more successful Dynasty is in comparison to our opponents? I mean, StarrStan…can we cut the cute wholesome bullshit and unleash the truth into these peoples ears? Can we speak power into these sheep’s minds?
StarrStan: I mean, I thought we were just going to take the time out to give some promotion to the biggest show of the season so far? What are you going on about, Veena?
Veena Adams: Listen…why do we even need to give Showdown or Voltage any air time on OUR show? Let’s be honest…they both are better off fighter for second place. Dynasty is the best show in pro wrestling and it’s all because of me!
StarrStan: And…
Veena Adams: And you, you helped a lot! Think about it. Dynasty has all the cross brand titles in EAW. Bronson Daniels is New Breed champion, The Grand Athletes are Unified Tag Team champions of the world, and Serena Bennett is Universal Women’s Champion. Our elitists CRUSHED all other elitists across the federation and came home to Dynasty with gold they snatched from other shows. They came back to Friday nights with trophies that no other show can have PLUS our brand exclusive champions blow the others out of the water.
StarrStan: I mean, if we are throwing away the ability to be humble…you do make a compelling point!
Veena Adams: Do you think Captain Charisma could do what I’ve done here? Oops! I mean what we’ve done?
StarrStan: I mean, he hasn’t so I guess theoretically he couldn’t right?
Veena Adams: I know for DAMN sure that red headed cum catcher Ryan Wilson could never orchestrate a brand or promotion as well as Veena freaking Adams…
StarrStan: And StarrStan, I feel like you keep leaving me out when you say these things.
Veena Adams: You are implied, Starr. Relax! Anyway, Brand Warfare will be DOMINATED by Charlie Marr and his partners to the point where we will likely leave every single entrant not from this side in the hospital praying their careers aren’t ended. As for War Games…
StarrStan: I must say, Sarah Price as Captain just may have been the best decision I’ve made. Her partnership with Mr. DEDEDE and Impact seems rocky now but I envision those three captivating everyone and securing victory for Dynasty in the War Games match!
Veena Adams: Exactly, so why even give those terrible shows run by mediocre managers air time? They are peons compared to VEENA…and StarrStan.
???: YOU KNOW WHO ISNT A PEON?!
Veena Adams: What the fu-?
(Out walks Komatsu Ogawa wearing his ring gear standing on the stage as everyone is left confused.)
Komatsu Ogawa: You two run this so called amazing wrestling brand and disrespect peons like the two running Voltage and Showdown. Wanna know about a man that’s clearly not a peon, clearly superior to the rest, and a guy who deserves as much if not more attention than everyone on Dynasty? A guy whose abilities warrant more acclaimed then every person working on Showdown? A guy who is deserving of more good fortune than all the people on Voltage? That guys name is…Mitsubachi!
Veena Adams: Why is Osamu ranting during MY speech?
Komatsu Ogawa: The Japanese representation on Dynasty and EAW as a whole is lackluster. I hear the black guys and girls complain about white supremacy and cac this and cac that yet the amount of Asians and Japanese athletes being treated fairly here is disgusting. I’ve been here for nearly a year, nearly a full year…and the one guy that has stood out the most DESPITE his lack of opportunities is Mitsubachi! I get the Sarah Price infatuation and she’s ok but maybe MITSUBACHI WOULD HAVE MADE A GOOD CAPTAIN FOR DYNASTY!
StarrStan: Um, Komatsu…maybe you should…
Komatsu Ogawa: And another thing…I think
BANG!
StarrStan: OH GOD!
Stew-O: LOOK! THEY ARE SWARMING HIM! ITS-ITS TEAM SHOWDOWN! ITS TEAM SHOWDOWN! THEY HAVE HOPPED THE BARRICADES AND ARE BLASTING KOMATSU! KOMATSU IS ON THE ENTRANCE RAMP GETTING ATTACKED!
Jake Mercer: I bet good money Ryan Wilson is somewhere smiling ear to friggin ear!
Stew-O: They are devouring Ogawa!!
Flannery McCoy: This is a mugging! They are man handling Komatsu Ogawa! StarrStan and Veena are left helpless in the ring as security hasn’t intervened!
Jake Mercer: SOMEBODY SAVE MY STARDUST DEVIL!
Stew-O: WAIT! LOOK! The Calvary has come! The Calvary is rushing down the ramp! It’s Mitsubachi in the front as members of Dynasty’s locker-room charge down the stage! Team Showdown leaps over the barricade as Mitsubachi leads the way! Mitsubachi and company saved Ogawa from what could have been attempted murder!
Flannery McCoy: It looks like maybe Mitsubachi is every bit as good as Ogawa said because he just helped force those Showdown invaders right out of the building before they could do any more harm to Komatsu!
(The scene begins to fade away as we see Veen and StarrStan shocked inside the ring, The Dynasty locker room defending Ogawa, and Showdown’s guys and girls sprinting up and out of the arena.)
(A commercial for ‘Gripping Food With Force’ starring Drake King and half the EAW roster quivering in fear)
(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is a Triple Threat Match and it is scheduled for…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
Stephie Love: Introducing first…
(“Take Back the Power” by The Interrupters hits as Franko Betoli makes his way out to the ring.)
Stephie Love: From Milan, Italy weighing in at 187 pounds… he is “Suppressor” Franko Betoli!!!!
(Franko Betoli begins to walk towards the ring to a nonexistent reaction from the crowd.)
Jake Mercer: WHO?
Flannery McCoy: I have no idea… is he making his debut or something?
Stew-O: I mean I think so but I didn’t see any promotional videos or announcement or anything…
Jake Mercer: WAIT WHAT THE HELL?!?!?
(Khamsin is shown running up behind Franko Betoli and laying him out with a steel chair.)
Flannery McCoy: IT’S KHAMSIN! KHAMSIN JUMPING HIS OPPONENT FROM BEFORE THE BELL WITH A CHAIR! AND HE IS REPEATEDLY BASHING HIS SKULL IN ON THE STEEL RAMP! ABSOLUTE CARNAGE!!!
Stew-O: Wait! Could it be?!?!?
Jake Mercer: IT IS! NICHOLAS GRANGER IS MAKING HIS WAY TO THE RING!!!
(Nicholas Granger comes running down the ramp only to get nailed in the skull by Khamsin’s steel chair.)
Flannery McCoy: O
Jake Mercer: Rest in peace.
Stew-O: Khamsin now taking turns bashing the brains in of both Franko Betoli and Nicholas Granger. He picks them both up by the hair as he drags them to the ring and tosses them inside. Stephie Love you better get out of there!
(Stephie Love is shown exiting the ring.)
Khamsin: RING THE DAMN BELL!!!
Referee: Oh shit… ye iight.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Flannery McCoy: Khamsin demanding that the referee start this match! He looks pissed off and there is no way I would tell this man no after what he just did!
(Khamsin is shown rummaging around under the ring as he throws in a couple Trash Cans and another steel chair into the ring.)
Stew-O: I don’t like where this is going…
Khamsin: Get up! Get the hell up!!!
Jake Mercer: But Khamsin’s opponents are not moving around at all. They seem to be dead to the world. Khamsin sets the trash cans in the ring before picking up Nicholas Granger and dropping him with a Powerbomb onto the Trash Can. Khamsin then picks up Franko Bertoli and drops him onto the other Trash Can with a Burning Hammer. Khamsin then picks up the chair and delivers a Conchairto to Nicholas Granger! And another Conchairto to Franko Bertoli. Khamsin laying absolute waste to his opponents here tonight as pools of blood begin to form around their heads.
Stew-O: Bah gawd almighty!
Flannery McCoy: I thought this was Dynasty not Voltage. Bring back pure wrestling!
Jake Mercer: Khamsin laughs as he reaches down with both arms and palms the skulls of both opponents. Khamsin begins to drown both men in the pool of their own blood. The referee can’t let this happen!
Referee: Come on that’s enough!
Stew-O: But it is Triple Threat! There is nothing the referee can do! No disqualifications! Both Franko Betoli and Nicholas Granger are lying motionless face down in the pool of their own blood a⁶s Khamsin picks up Betoli first. Khamsin connects with a big move!!!
Flannery McCoy: PYRAMID POSEIDON!!!
Jake Mercer: But he’s not done yet! Khamsin picks up Nicholas Granger. It’s his turn now!
Stew-O: ALEXANDRIAN GUILLOTINE!!!
Flannery McCoy: Khamsin tosses Nicholas Granger on top of Frank Betoli as he goes for the cover on both men!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! THRRRRREEEEE!!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner… KHAMMMMMSINNNNNNN!!!
(An eerie silence eminates around the arena. No music plays as all in attendance are shocked by the absolute domination that they have just witnessed.)
Stew-O: Welp this was supposed to be a Triple Threat Match. It ended up being a Handicap Match…
Flannery McCoy: Yeah and I don’t think Khamsin was the one with the Handicap.
Jake Mercer: This man is an absolute monster. Is there anyone out there who can stop him?
(Khamsin is shown wiping his ring shoes in the blood of his opponents as he leaves the ring. The camera fades in to a commercial for a special episode on the EAW Network of “Who Do You Think You Are?” featuring Chris Elite taking a DNA test to determine the truth once and for all.)
(Dynasty fades back in from commercial break as peaceful music is seemingly heard in the background as that’s the first thing heard. A black backdrop is seen along accompanying a pair of sequin chairs which seems to give a nice and quiet seen. Before long a cardboard sign is seen that slowly drops down from the top of the frame as it reads ‘STORYTIME WITH THE GRAND ATHLETES’ which is quickly stopped as the cardboard abruptly drops as the sound of rustling is heard)
Limmy Monaghan (Off-Camera): DAMN IT MARK HOW DID YOU SCREW THAT UP?!
Mark Macias (Off-Camera): WHATEVER JUST SIT DOWN!
(The Grand Athletes casually walk into the frame as if nothing happened with a smile on their face. They’re both dressed in their definition of casual wear with both having the Unified Tag Team Championship around their shoulder. They both take a seat down on the chairs for them as they clasp their hands together before beginning to speak)
Limmy Monaghan: Hello ladies and gentlemen. Twas a very special occasion today as we finally get the chance to speak to you all today about a very special day coming up, Territorial Invasion. And why do it the boring, dull way huh?
Mark Macias: What would get our point across? The Realm clearly does not see us as threats, and that’s ok. So you know what we thought? What was the better way to do so than to speak their own language?
(Both Limmy and Mark take a book out and place it on their laps. It’s a regular book, probably Harry Potter, but has a paper cover over it which reads “The Grand Athletes: Live at Wembley ’86” as they both begin to read and alternate turns)
Limmy Monaghan: There once was a brave three-person cohesive tag team. They ruled the land, well at least one of them did right? I mean the other two just sat behind the other person and looked pretty, oh well it is what it is. They were considered the Rulers Of The Castle, the gatekeepers per se. Their names were The Realm.
Mark Macias: They had dreams, they had aspirations. They wished to get to the end of the Rainbow and get to that pot of gold at the end, but they were stopped by the flank of leprechauns.
Limmy Monaghan: Wait Mark what story are you even reading?
Mark Macias: Oh fuck, you right. They wished to capture the fondest of gold, to get to the top of the ivory castle and reach their grandest desires. But it wasn’t going to be easy, for there were two dragons standing in their way. Their names were Mark Macias and Limmy Monaghan. One was more charming than the other but I’ll let you figure that one out for yourself 😉.
Limmy Monaghan: They began their climb! Slaying the toughest of rodents and picking off the lightest of scabs. They thought they were so high and mighty, but they didn’t realize what was in their way? Because alas, tis was all false confidence. Where were the signs? The better one enlisted the two nuisances on their path, but for what reason? Because without her? There would be nothing to do? Be forced to be the cleaning crew? While the better one thrived and grew, the other two were just being led down their path of despair.
Mark Macias: But they reached it, shockingly. With the help of the other holding their hands and trolleying down to give their grandmother some snacks, they made it to the tower. They thought their little fantasy was going to last, that the sunshine and rainbows were going to lead them to their greatest desires. But that’s where the paths cross, where the dragons meet the feeble humans. Do not mistake this for a regular fairytale though. One fabricated based off the arc that the good guys won, no…
The Grand Athletes: THE DRAGONS FLAMED THEM!
Limmy Monaghan: DEAD THEY WERE! THE CARCASSES BURNING TO ASH! And all because… they were wrong.
Mark Macias: They should’ve realized that this was a battle that they couldn’t have won, a climb where they could never reach the top. Left to rot, because they thought they were better than they were. Leeching off the success of the other, thinking they were tough shots, NO! Ultimately, it was the dragons living happily ever after.
Limmy Monaghan: They lived prosperity with their gold, starting a farm, getting married-
Mark Macias: :dahell:
Limmy Monaghan: You get the point, THE PRESUMABLY GOOD PEOPLE IN THIS SITUATION DON’T WIN! Do you honestly believe that?! When we’re the ones with the gold that they’ve chased for so long now?! In such a quickening time?! YOU THINK THE HAPPY EVER AFTER IS POSSIBLE?! NO!
Mark Macias: The lesson in all of this is this, just when you think you’re safe, the hammer falls right back down on you. Don’t expect that sob story that allows you to accomplish all your dreams, it doesn’t work like that. Sooner or later reality has to hit you out of that candy land, then maybe you can finally get your head out of the clouds and realize, that this isn’t your realm to live in.
Limmy Monaghan: This is ours.
(Both Limmy and Mark stand up as they make their way out of the scene, closing their books in motivation and anger as they walk out of frame as the camera fades out as that’s the last shot seen)
(‘The Purge’ by Schoolboy Q, Tyler the Creator, and Kurupt hits, as the crowd boos heavily. After a moment, Mason Massacre steps out onto the stage with Charlie Marr. The two both have a serious look on their faces. Neither man says a single word to the other as they make their way down to the ring)
Stephie Love: The following contest is set for ONE FALL!!! Introducing first.. From Eastside, Longbeach, California.. Weighing in at 282lbs!!! He’s accompanied by Charlie Marr.. THE SO-CAL SUBMISSION SPECIALIST!!!! MASON!!!!! MASSACRE!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Only a few short weeks away from Territorial Invasion where these two men will be representing Dynasty in the Brand Warfare match. Last week, Mason managed to pick up a victory with Xander Payne as both men took out two of Voltage’s brightest young talents in Kensingten Calhoun-Astor and Lisa Wren.
Jake Mercer: Tonight Big Mase can keep that momentum going with a victory over the Prince and PURE Champion, Dray Fontana!
(‘Pure Water’ by Skepta hits, as Dray Fontana steps out onto the stage with the EAW PURE Championship wrapped around his waist. The crowd continues to boo as Dray places his hand behind his ear and closes his eyes. He looks as if he is enjoying the heat that the fans are giving him as he walks down the entrance ramp and towards the ring.)
Stephie Love: And their opponent!! From Kingston Upon Thames, England, United Kingdom.. Weighing in at 200lbs.. He is the EAW PURE Champion!!!! THE PRINCE!!! DRAY!!!! FONTANA!!!!!
Stew-O: Last week we found out that Dray Fontana will be defending his PURE Championship against Jalyn Garcia in a 2 out of 3 falls match at Territorial Invasion!
Flannery McCoy: What a match that will be against Jalyn Garcia! Whoever comes out on top will definitely need to grind it out to make it happen.
Jake Mercer: Seeing how the Prince held up against The World Heavyweight Champion last week, I expect it to be a 2-0 sweep.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: And there’s the bell! This match starts off with Mason and Dray Fontana stepping towards one another! They both stop and stare each other down.. AND IT’S MASON WHO GOES FOR THE FIRST STRIKE AS HE LUNGES TOWARDS DRAY WITH A POWERFUL RIGHT HAND!!!
Flannery McCoy: No! Dray manages to duck underneath the arm as he gets from behind Mason! Mason Massacre turns around and is kicked in the stomach by Fontana!! That kick forces Mason to bend over, but he quickly pops straight up after Fontana follows up with another kick that lands on the chest! Dray now positions himself.. ROUNDHOUSE KICK ONTO MASON MASSACRE!!
Jake Mercer: NO!! Mason ducks underneath the leg as Dray Fontana spins all the way around! Mason now locks in a sleeper hold onto Fontana! It looks like he’s going for his sleeper suplex!!
Stew-O: But Fontana counters!! Fontana is fighting his way out of this sleeper hold as he connects with precise back elbows that catch Mason right at the chin!! One! Two! Three! Four! Five back elbows by Dray Fontana as Mason Massacre finally releases his grip on the PURE Champion!! Mason takes a few steps back, lowers his head, and clutches at his chin in pain. He then raises his head back up and looks directly at Dray Fontana standing in front of him.. Mason charges at Fontana!!!
Flannery McCoy: BUT IT’S DRAY FONTANA THAT CATCHES MASON MASSACRE WITH A SUPERKICK THAT SENDS HIM RIGHT DOWN TO THE CANVAS!! Mason slowly turns over onto his stomach as he covers his face in pain. He then gets up onto his hands and knees, but Dray Fontana quickly gets back on to the attack as he kicks Mason Massacre right in the stomach! Mason clutches at his abdomen in pain, then slowly gets up onto one knee.. BUT WAIT IT’S DRAY FONTANA WHO RUNS TO THE FAR ROPES, BOUNCES BACK, AND CONNECTS WITH A PICTURE PERFECT SHINING WIZARD THAT DROPS MASON MASSACRE BACK DOWN TO THE CANVAS!!! Charlie Marr isn’t looking too thrilled about that sequence of moves!
(Charlie Marr is seen at ringside clutching his skull in frustration after witnessing Mason getting dropped by that Shining Wizard. Dray Fontana then gets up to his feet and walks closer to Charlie Marr. Marr is still clutching at his skull, but raises his head and sees Dray Fontana standing in the ring right above him. Dray covers his face with his hands and performs a peek-a-boo like gesture towards Charlie Marr.)
Dray Fontana(Off-Mic): THE PRINCE IS HERE!!!!
Stew-O: Dray Fontana taunting out to the Brand Warfare Captain for Dynasty! He then turns around and walks over to the downed Mason Massacre. The Prince then reaches down to grab Mason by the head and begins to bring him up to his feet.. But it’s Mason who shoves Dray Fontana back just as he was getting up to his knees!! Dray gets pushed with so much force that he hits the ropes behind him! He bounces back!! BACK BODY DROP BY MASON MASSACRE!!! Dray Fontana quickly pops back up to his feet and goes right at Mason with a right hook… BUT MASON USES THE RUNNING START BY DRAY FONTANA TO CONNECT WITH A POWERFUL SPINEBUSTER THAT PLANTS THE CHAMP DOWN ONTO THE CANVAS!!!
(Charlie Marr is seen banging on the ring apron as he tries to keep the momentum going for Mason.)
Jake Mercer: Mason is getting some offense in and that is exactly what needed to happen if he wants to take down the Prince.
Flannery McCoy: Mason now steps over Dray Fontana’s body and begins to stomp down onto the abdomen of the champ! Dray slowly works his way up to his knees while clutching his stomach. Mason then grabs at his hair and brings his opponent all the way up to his feet! Mason now grabs Dray Fontana by the wrist and whips him right into the corner as Dray Fontana crashes back first against the turnbuckles!!
Stew-O: AND NOW MASON CHARGES AT DRAY FONTANA AND CONNECTS WITH A CORNER CLOTHESLINE ONTO THE CHAMPION!!! Mason Massacre takes a few steps back as Dray groggily steps out of the corner towards him! Mason wraps his arm around the chest as he grips Dray around his neck.. CORNER STO BY MASON MASSACRE!!!!
Jake Mercer: NO!!! DRAY FONTANA COUNTERS AS HE IS ABLE TO CONNECT WITH A BACK ELBOW THAT LANDS RIGHT AT THE BACK OF MASON’S HEAD!! THE FORCE OF THAT BACK ELBOW ALONG WITH MASON COMMITTING TO HIS STO FORCES MASON TO GO HEAD FIRST INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!!! Mason releases Dray Fontana as he is leaned face first against the top turnbuckle!! Dray Fontana quickly gets from behind Mason.. BACKSTABBER!!!! IT CONNECTS AND DRAY FONTANA GOES FOR THE PIN!!!!!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
TH-
Stew-O: BUT MASON GETS HIS FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!!!
Flannery McCoy: Dray Fontana lifts his head and sees where Mason’s foot is located. He then looks down at Mason with a stern look on his face. Dray now gets up to his feet and begins to stomp down onto Mason!! After a moment, Dray grips the top rope and uses it for extra leverage as he begins to drive his boot into the neck of Mason Massacre!! Mason is choking right now and trying to find a way out of this position!! The referee then steps in and begins to count!!
Referee: One.. Two.. Three.. Four.. Fi-
Jake Mercer: Dray quickly releases his grip on the top rope and steps off of Mason’s neck. He raises both hands in the air to show the referee that he is no longer committing the illegal action as he backs away from Mason!!
Stew-O: The referee acknowledges this.. BUT DRAY GOES RIGHT BACK INTO A VICOUS STOMP THAT DRIVES INTO THE MIDSECTION OF MASON MASSACRE!!!
Flannery McCoy: The crowd now begins to boo heavily as Dray Fontana steps away from Mason, closes his eyes, and places his right hand behind his right ear! He wants to hear these fans boo him! He doesn’t care what they think about him right now!
Jake Mercer: Why would he? He’s winning right? That’s all that matters anyways.
Stew-O: Dray Fontana now walks his way over to the corner and looks down at Charlie Marr at ringside with a smirk on his face. Charlie looks as if he is irritated by the performance from Dray Fontana, while Dray seems to feel that energy radiating from Charlie. Meanwhile, at the other end of the ring, Mason Massacre has grabbed a hold of the side ropes! He begins to pull himself up as he gets himself up into a seated position. After a moment, Mason then turns onto his hands and knees as he begins to work his way ba-
Jake Mercer: CORKSCREW KICK!!! CORKSCREW KICK BY DRAY FONTANA THAT LANDS DIRECTLY AT THE BACK OF MASON MASSACRE’S HEAD AND SENDS HIM FLAT ONTO THE CANVAS!!! Dray Fontana now reaches down and grabs Mason by his legs before dragging the larger opponent into the center of the ring!! What does Dray Fontana have in mind here??
Stew-O: Well he’s reaching down lower on Mason’s leg.. Wait that’s.. THAT’S THE ANKLE LOCK!!! ANKLE LOCK IS LOCKED IN BY DRAY FONTANA!!! Mason looked to be unconscious, but the second that Ankle Lock was applied his head popped up as his facial expression gives a perfect representation on how much pain he is going through!!! Dray continues to wrench on that ankle as Mason is reaching and extending his arms out for the ropes!!!! BUT IT’S NO USE!! THEY ARE IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!!! MASON IS FIGHTING THE PAIN!! HE’S TRYING TO FIGURE SOMETHING OUT!!! HE’S.. HE’S.. HE’S TAPPING OUT!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Pure Water’ by Skepta hits as the crowd erupts into boos. Dray Fontana then releases his grip on Mason’s ankle as he is handed the EAW PURE Championship before getting his hand raised in the air.)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner.. THE PRINCE!!!! DRAY FONTANA!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: What a match that was by two of Dynasty’s brightest young stars. Dray Fontana just happened to be the better of the two and showed why he is the reigning EAW PURE Champion.
Flannery McCoy: As much as I dislike the tactics that Dray uses in his matches, I can’t deny that he really took it to Mason in tonight’s match. He stayed calm, collected, and did what needed to be done in order to get the victory..
Jake Mercer: I told you Flannery. Isn’t that all that matters?
(Dray Fontana finishes his celebration as he drops the PURE Championship down onto his shoulder. He begins to walk towards the side ropes as Charlie Marr slides into the ring. The two Elitists make eye contact with one another before Dray Fontana drops down to the canvas and rolls out of the ring. Charlie then focuses on Mason as he walks over to his defeated teammate. The Skepta track cuts as Charlie is seen helping Mason back up to his feet.)
Charlie Marr: Are you serious? You’re going to lose to him? Mason, we are only a few short weeks away from arguably the biggest match of your young career and it’s clear to me that your head isn’t in the game right now. I picked you to be apart of my team for a reason. You have the size, strength, speed, and technical ability that no other Elitist can say they have.. Yet you fail to use that god given size and athleticism to your advantage. You could be one of the best on this roster! You could be THE guy, but you continue to make these minor mistakes to continuously hold you back from reaching your full potential. Get your head in the zone. There’s still time to make it happen Mason..
(Mason Massacre turns his head away. As he mutters a few words under his breath)
Charlie Marr: I’m sorry, did you say something?
Mason Massacre: I said, I don’t need you to be a coach to me.. You said it yourself, I have the size, strength, speed, and technical talent that others could only dream of having.. I know I messed up moments ago, but I’m not worried about how well I’ll do at Territorial Invasion because everything will be figured out by then. It was just a bad night.. Nothing more, nothing less..
Charlie Marr: But a bad night isn’t something I want us as a team to be accustomed to. I don’t want a bad night tonight, next week, and god forbid at Territorial Invasion..
Mason Massacre: Chill out man. You’re looking too deep into this.. Let me do me. And I’ll let you do you. Stay in your lane Marr..
(Mason and Charlie are both seen on the center of the screen as they look out and see something in the corner of their eyes)
Stew-O: IT’S TEAM VOLTAGE!!! TEAM VOLTAGE HAS JUST MADE AN APPEARANCE HERE ON DYNASTY AS TLA, AHREN, AND TERRY CHAMBERS TAKE OUT CHARLIE MARR WITH FOREARMS TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD!! MEANWHILE, MINERVA AND MYLES TAKE OUT MASON MASSACRE WITH FOREARMS OF THEIR OWN!!!
Jake Mercer: Both Charlie and Mason fall down to the canvas as they are being pelted by vicious stomps to the body!!! Charlie is trying to fight his way out of this position as Mason is nearly unresponsive due to the fact that he just got out of a match!! Charlie is working his way up to his hands and knees as he continues to get kicked, stomped, and punched from all angles!! BUT CHARLIE STANDS UP AND BEGINS FIRING AWAY WITH PUNCHES!! He’s fighting off Terry Chambers, TLA, and Ahren Fournier right now!!! STRONG RIGHT HAND ONTO TERRY!! NOW ONTO TLA!! NOW TO AHREN!!!
Flannery McCoy: BUT IT’S MYLES WHO TURNS HIS ATTENTION FROM MASON TO CHARLIE!! He grabs Charlie Marr by the wrist and pulls him in for.. A RIPCORD JUMPING KNEE STRIKE TO THE FACE!!! And now Myles grabs Charlie by the head and tosses him right out of the ring and down to the ringside floor!!!
(Myles is seen staring down at Charlie Marr as Terry taps him on the shoulder and points at Mason Massacre. Myles then nods as he exits the ring and reaches underneath to pull out a steel chair)
Stew-O: OH NO!! He’s brought out the steel chair!! What could Terry possibly have said to Myles!?!
Jake Mercer: I think he’s mad because Mason stole his look. It was last year’s fashion trend.
Flannery McCoy: Myles slides back into the ring with the steel chair in hand. He walks over to Mason Massacre who is being pelted by stomps from the remaining members of team Voltage.. TLA, Ahren, Minerva, and Terry all back away from Mason as Myles lifts the chair high in the air… AND SLAMS THE STEEL CHAIR DOWN ONTO MASON’S HEAD!!! AGAIN!!!! AND AGAIN!!!! AND AGAIN!!!!!
Stew-O: Terry then walks over to Myles and asks for the chair as Myles hands it over to him. Terry then signals for Team Voltage to hold Mason up for him. Minerva and TLA grab a hold of Mason as they hold him in position on his knees. Mason’s head is limp as he is already knocked unconscious.. Terry steps up.. AND CHAMBER CRACKS THE CHAIR RIGHT ACROSS THE SKULL OF MASON MASSACRE!!!! Terry drops the steel chair as blood begins to drip down the skull and body of Mason!! Minerva and TLA then release Mason as Mason lifelessly falls off to the side!!
Flannery McCoy: No! No! No!! Team Voltage can’t do this to us!!
Stew-O: This was painful to watch, but I must admit that Team Voltage made their presence known tonight..
(The screen shows Myles, Terry Chambers, TLA, Ahren Fournier, and Minerva all standing in the middle of the ring over Mason Massacre. They all raise their hands together in the air before the screen fades to black)
(A commercial for the unreleased tape of a EAW live show as Woogieman defends his Big Boogie Bhampionship in a “Reverse Battle Royal”)
(We open up backstage as we see Max A. Million standing in a dapper suit as he is posing next to a door with a purple V on it. Max clears his throat as he begins to speak.)
Max A. Million: Um, ladies and gentlemen I am here right outside of the locker-room of the one and only World Heavyweight Champion himself The Visual Prophet. The Visual Prophet will be defending said title against Andrea Valentine at Territorial Invasion and I’m tasked with getting an answer out of Viz about his behavior last week during the contract signing for his title match with Valentine. Let’s see if he’s available…
(Max motions to knock but before he even touches the door it slowly cracks open. A mist of purple smoke bellows out as Max begins coughing. The screen fills with purple smoke as everything we saw previously is hidden. After a few seconds, the screen begins to clear as the door shuts thunderously. Max is left standing holding his microphone confused as us all.)
Max A. Million: What the…
TAP! TAP!
???: Hi.
Max A. Million: :whoa~2:
The Visual Prophet: :chuck~1:
Max A. Million: Jesus Chris, you scared the noodles out of me!
The Visual Prophet: Good. Stay on your toes.
Max A. Million: How did you know I was going to knock on the door?
The Visual Prophet: *Prophet*.
Max A. Million: Oh.
The Visual Prophet: That and I watch the show live. I have a tv in my dressing room, silly.
Max A. Million: Damn, that makes sense.
The Visual Prophet: Yeah, it’s practical.
Max A. Million: I bet. Is it big?
The Visual Prophet: You still talking about the tv? :Shaq:
Max A. Million: Yes, what else could I be even talking…about…wait. No!
The Visual Prophet: Relax, you don’t do nothing for the WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMP-YUNN! Side note, how many of these people you think still think I’m gay?
Max A. Million: I mean, if those DMs you sent are real than
The Visual Prophet: Nevermind, what the fuck do you want? Huh, pal?
Max A. Million: Well, there is a growing sentiment that you came off very unprofessional at the contract signing last week…
The Visual Prophet: WHO? MOI?!?!?
Max A. Million: Yes, a large subset of the fans online even began to heckle you and call you cowardly. Many claiming that you were acting emotional with #mrsensitive trending briefly.
The Visual Prophet: Really?
Max A. Million: Yeah, the support for you seems to still outweigh the negativity but this seems to be the first time a good portion of the audience didn’t receive what you have done favorably since you left Voltage. What are your thoughts on all this and how do you feel about Andrea Valentine in general?
The Visual Prophet: Look, am I sensitive? Sure. I’m the closest thing to perfect but perfection isn’t what I am at all times. Thing is, yeah. Andrea might have said some stuff that got to me but I didn’t think I was being unprofessional by leaving the contract signing. The point of a contract signing is to sign the damn contract. Did I not sign it? Did she not sign it? What was left for me to do? Do the cliche, typical, same old wrestling trope that we’ve seen for years and fight her right after? Put her through the table? Use her blood to sign my name? What does that do for me? Did I not have a main event match that same night? Did I not perform very well against the Pure Champion? Did I not take the fight to Draymond Fontana and come out on top? Did I not still find time between signing that contract and defeating Dray to get a one up on Andrea Valentine in her match with Lethal Consequences? Should I apologize for any and everything I’ve done? OK! IM SORRY, GUYS! Does that fix this all? Does that make shit better for her and these fans? Huh?
Max A. Million: Yeah, but
The Visual Prophet: But what? Seems to me that I’m not as sensitive as these small groups of fans say I am seeing as Andrea Valentine has gone out of her way for weeks to try and rile me up and throw me off my game. Maybe those fans that think I was unprofessional might find some professionalism over on Drea’s side. If so, stay over there. Cheer for that cheerleader cause the truth is she is going to need that way more than me. In fact, how about I join you guys and show how sensitive I’m not? Let’s see
FINGER SNAP!
(Viz snaps his fingers as a pair of Pom Poms appear in his hands. Max rubs his eyes as Viz puts a huge smile on his face.)
The Visual Prophet: IM OFFICIALLY THE WORLDS BIGGEST ANDREA VALENTINE FAN! YOU GUYS HEAR ME!? I AM ROOTING FOR YOU, ANDREA! I WILL MAKE SURE TO BUY ALL YOUR MERCH OUT OF THE EAW.COM STORE! I WILL GET A TATTOO OF YOUR FACE ON MY MASSIVE BICEPS! I MIGHT EVEN GET ME A BIG OL BLONDE FUCKING WIG AND SHOW JUST HOW UN-SENSITIVE I AM! CAUSE IM A FAN OF YOU, DARLING!
Max A. Million: You are very enthusiastic with this
(Viz grabs Max by the back of the neck and slams his head into Prophet’s huge pectoral muscle. Max tries to wiggle loose but Viz is way too strong.)
The Visual Prophet: DO YOU ALSO LOVE ANDREA VALENTINE? HUH MAXIMUS AMADEUS MILLION?! DO YOU?
Max A. Million: VIZ PLEASE MY NECK!
The Visual Prophet: DO YOU LOVE ANDREA VALENTINE AS MUCH AS I DO?
Max A. Million: YOU’RE HURTING ME!!
The Visual Prophet: ANSWER ME MR INTERVIEWING MAN!
Max A. Million: UM YES I LOVE ANDREA AS MUCH AS YOU DO!!!
The Visual Prophet: No. Wrong answer.
Max A. Million: :wow: But!
The Visual Prophet: NOBODY LOVES HER MORE THAN I DO! I LOVE ANDREA VALENTINE! SHE SMELLS LIKE HONEY AND SUNSHINE AND AT TERRITORIAL INVASION I WILL BE FULLY ROOTING FOR HER AS SHE FAILS TO DEFEAT ME FOR MY WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP! BECAUSE I LOVE HER SO MUCH! I.L.Y.S.M. ANDREA!!!!!
(Viz grabs Max’s head and kisses his forehead before shoving him away. Viz begins waving the pom poms as Max scrambles away fleeing the hectic scene that was caused by the World champion.)
Stew-O: Our champion is indeed a strange man but maybe he is getting even stranger. That was bizarre even for Viz’s standards.
Flannery McCoy: He nearly ripped Max’s head off just now. Man, luckily he isn’t competing tonight because with his eyes looking like that, who knows what he might do.
Jake Mercer: …What the fuck are you talking about? That was the nicest we’ve ever seen Bae! He basically gave undeserving Max A. Million a hug and he complimented his opponent at Territorial Invasion fully. You guys are over thinking this shit like those internet fans claiming Viz is unprofessional or sensitive. He’s anything but those things and I for one appreciate th e sportsmanship he showed just now!
(The scene fades out with Viz sarcastically waving the pom poms for Andrea before transitioning to somewhere else.)
(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is a Tag Team Match scheduled for one fall!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(‘Chicken Noodle Soup’ by Dreezy hits to cheers from the socially distanced crowd.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first they are the team of DIAMANTE DELGADO AND JOY JACKSON!!!
(Many in attendance are shown wondering who Joy Jackson is as she has yet to introduce herself officially to the EAW Universe. Some seem to recognize Diamante however.)
Stew-O: Earlier this week Diamante had a lot of smack to talk about her opponents. She declared that this is Snatch a Bish Friday!
Flannery McCoy: That is a holiday I could get behind!
Jake Mercer: Snatch a Bish Friday actually has a long historic tradition among many cultures. Back in the Middle Ages it is said that when peasant women became concerned with potential rivals for their beloved men they would sneak out in the night to snatch that bish.
Flannery McCoy: Truly fascinating.
(“ME” by Taylor Swift ft. Brendon Urie hits!!!)
Stephie Love: And their opponents… first from Greenwich, Connecticut she is VEEEEEEEENA ADAMS!!!
(Veena Adams comes out to heavy boos as she flaunts her fashion on the way to the ring knowing full well no one in attendance could afford it.)
Stew-O: She certainly needs no introduction.
Flannery McCoy: Nice of Stephie to give her one tho.
Jake Mercer: Well she would probably get her fired if she didn’t. And rightfully so!
(‘Come Thru’ By Summer Walker feat. Usher hits!!!)
Stephie Love: And her tag team partner from Moscow, Russia she is “The Russian Doll” NINNNNNNA BRRRRRAVOOOOOOO!!!
(Nina Bravo gets massive cheers which at first seems to annoy Veena but then Veena decides that they must actually be cheering for her and begins to enjoy them.)
Stew-O: I stan.
Flannery McCoy: The fans love our lovely Elitist from Mother Russia!
Jake Mercer: What are you talking about Flan? They are clearly cheering for Veena!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: We are underway as it looks like Veena Adams is insisting on starting things out for her team. She is up against Diamante Delgado so this should be an interesting matchup. They lockup in the ring and Diamante is taking control of this match! Veena grabbed by the wig and taken down hard to the mat!!! But Veena is right back up and ready to throw down! Veena charges in and delivers a hard bitch slap to the face of Diamante! But Diamante catches it! She yanks Veena down into a Crippler Crossface! No! Veena rolls thru and kicks out Diamante’s leg from beneath her! Diamante falls to the mat as Veena now finally delivers that slap to the face of her opponent taking great pride in having done so. Veena grabs the arm of Diamante once more yanking her back up to her feet. She slams the arm down hard over the top rope! But the arm bounces back and hits Veena in the face! Veena caught off guard as Diamante goes and leaps off the middle rope over top of Veena! Springboard Sunset Flip connects!!! The cover!
Referee: ONEEEE!!!! TWOOOOOOO!!!!! THRRRRREEEEE!!!
Flannery McCoy: Veena Adams kicks out! Diamante Delgado nearly stole one right there! Veena rolls back up to her feet followed by Diamante… Only for Veena to suddenly kick her head off! What a hard shot! Even the normally hard to read face of Nina looked shocked there! Now it is Veena’s turn for a cover!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEE!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! THRRRRREEEEEEEE!!!
Jake Mercer: But in comes Joy Jackson to break up the pinfall! I think Veena Adams may have had that one won right there! Unfortunately Joy felt the need to get involved. Sad! Diamante survives for her team here as she begins to crawl in towards her corner looking to make the tag to Joy who has returned there after her interference. Veena looks like she doesn’t care as she turns and tags in Nina Bravo who enters the ring to cheers from the crowd. Veena is shown celebrating her newfound popularity on the apron. But Diamante lunges for her corner as soon as she notices Nina enter. Can she make it?!?!? SHE CAN AND SHE DOES! Joy Jackson enters the match but immediately gets taken down by a Spinning Roundhouse Kick from the Russian Doll! But Joy right back up as she staggers around the ring looking dazed! Nina grabs her from behind with a School Girl rollup!
Referee: ONEEEEE!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOO!!!!!! THRRRRREEEEE!!!
Stew-O: This time it was Diamante Delgado coming in with a Flying Splash off the top rope! Nina Bravo trying to steal one here like Diamante did earlier but Joy Jackson saved by the determination of her tag team partner! Nina looks pissed as she gets back up and grabs Diamante by the skull! She repeatedly bashes her head into the top turnbuckle before tossing the illegal woman out of the ring. To clarify we mean illegal as in the context of the tag team match not to insinuate anything because she is Hispanic.
El Landerson (at the Spanish commentary table): :mjpls:
Flannery McCoy: Annnyway we better move on before Stew finds explosives in his bag backstage. Nina Bravo unloading hard with repeated forearms to Joy Jackson in the corner. Joy really does not seem prepared for this level of competition here tonight and may want to reconsider her career choice as an EAW Elitist! Nina ends with a backhand slap showing disrespect to Joy as she yells for her to fight back. Joy fires back with a weak looking punch that Nina easily counters pulling her arm back and dropping her bent elbow to the mat as a loud snapping sound is heard. I think she just dislocated her shoulder! That is disgusting to look at! Pop it back in! Pop it back in!
Crowd: POP IT IN! POP IT IN!
Jake Mercer: Nina Bravo shrugs before popping Joy Jackson’s shoulder back in painfully!!! Joy Jackson lets out an anguished shriek indicating that all joy has been jacked from her. Nina smiles for the crowd who are loving it as she clearly has no intention of ever returning the joy she has jacked. Nina grabs Joy and yanks her to her feet. Nina backs up… she waits for Joy to turn around… she charges in!!! KISS TO THE HEAD CONNECTS! JOY IS DOWN AND OUT!
Crowd: ONE MORE TIME! ONE MORE TIME! ONE MORE TIME!
Stew-O: Nina Bravo seems into it! She backs up and it looks like she is getting ready for another Kiss to the Head! I think she already has this thing won! It might be awhile before Joy gets u-
(TAG!)
Flannery McCoy: The hell? Veena Adams just tagged herself in! She runs into the ring with a smile on her face and covers Joy Jackson!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEE!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! THRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: Here are your winners the team of Veena Adams and Nina Bravo!!!
(“ME” by Taylor Swift ft. Brendon Urie hits to boos from the crowd. Veena Adams has her arm raised by the referee with a huge smile on her face. Suddenly she looks confused.)
Veena Adams: What’s wrong I thought you were just cheering for me before? Guess you losers can’t handle to see a strong independent successful woman!
Nina Bravo: :skip:
(Nina Bravo reluctantly has her arm raised by the referee as well.)
Stew-O: Well it might not have gone down the way she wanted but Nina Bravo earned this victory tonight and no one can tell her differently!
Jake Mercer: Hahaha she didn’t get the pin tho! So Veena is the TRUE winner!
Flannery McCoy: We all know tag team matches are a team effort Jake. Don’t be hatin’ now.
(Veena Adams and Nina Bravo both look at one another with a tense glance as both of them leave the ring as the camera cuts to a commercial for EAW 2K21 on the Nintendo Switch.)
(Charlie Marr is seen walking backstage as he clutches at his face in pain after being attacked by Team Voltage moments ago.)
Charlie Marr: I’ll get them back for that.. Especially Myles..
???: Ay Bozo..
(Charlie Marr raises his head and sees none other than Chris Elite. Marr looks angered as he walks over to Chris.)
Charlie Marr: Where were you Chris!?! Team Voltage attacked both Mason and I! We definitely could have used your help out there..
Chris Elite: Man I know you were hoping for some more Chris Elite heroics, but I didn’t even really stretch yet to be honest with you.
Charlie Marr: What the hell dude.. You know, this is one of the reasons why you get on my nerves. You-
(Suddenly a member of EAW’s medical staff interrupts Charlie Marr as he steps into the frame)
EAW Personnel: Hey Charlie, we brought Mason back for examination and it isn’t looking too good..
Charlie Marr: Wait!? What!?!
EAW Personnel: Mason Massacre took an awful shot to the skull and lost a concerning amount of blood. We haven’t yet gotten the full diagnosis since we need to get a complete look at the damage, but from what we have seen, I must inform you that Mason Massacre is in jeopardy for Territorial Invasion.. You may want to consider looking for a replacement for your team in the Brand Warfare Match..
(Charlie’s head drops as he faces the floor)
Charlie Marr: Thank you for informing me..
EAW Personnel: Good luck at Territorial Invasion.
(The medical staff member exits the frame and walks off. After a moment, Xander Payne and MITSUBACHI are seen running towards Charlie Marr and Chris Elite)
MITSUBACHI: Charlie!! Are you and Mason alright?!
Charlie Marr: Yeah, I’ll be fine..
Xander Payne: What about Mason?
Charlie Marr: Mason isn’t doing so well..
Xander Payne: He’s not!?!
Charlie Marr: No, and we’ll probably need to find a new member for our team.
Chris Elite: Wait.. How come they get greeted like that but you get all up in my face and mad as shit.. I didn’t see them helping you and Mason out..
(Charlie Marr completely ignores Chris’ question and continues)
Charlie Marr: Guys.. I don’t know what to do..
Xander Payne: We’re definitely in a tight situation. Especially when Territorial Invasion is only a few weeks away.
Charlie Marr: This makes it so much tougher for us. We need to find someone soon.
MITSUBACHI: One of my Murder Hornets can take Mason’s spot.
Charlie Marr: I don’t think that qualifies as a teammate.. And to be honest with you BACHI.. I’m not really trying to be anywhere near one of your Hornets.
MITSUBACHI: They don’t bite.
Charlie Marr: But they sting. Case closed. This sucks guys. We’re down one man and I don’t even like Chris to be honest with you.
Chris Elite: Ay! Bozo just shut the hell up and stop whining. You wanted me to be a hero and I became a hero.
Charlie Marr: What?
Chris Elite: While you were over there being all dramatic about losing Mason, I went out and got somebody.
Charlie Marr: Chris you’ve been here the whole time..
Chris Elite: It’s called a text message Marr. You probably don’t know anything about that because why would anyone want to talk to you anyways. But yeah you guys, while Charlie was getting all worried, I got a replacement for Mason because I knew this bozo of an unfit leader couldn’t do it..
MITSUBACHI: Who is better than my Hornets?
Chris Elite: This Guy..
(The camera pans over as we see Khamsin walking towards the group of Team Dynasty Elitists. He has a focused look on his face as he is determined to help Team Dynasty secure the victory at Territorial Invasion. The camera then zooms out as we see Chris Elite with a smirk on his face as he points at Khamsin. The screen then fades to black)
(Dynasty fades into shot from commercial break, Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
(Socially distanced crowd repeats “ONE FALL!”)
Stephie Love: IT IS A TAG TEAMMMMMM CONNTTTEEESSSTTTT!!!!
(‘Black Honey’ by Thrice begins to play as Mitsubachi makes his way onto the stage.)
Stephie: INTRODUCING FIRST, WRESTLING OUT OF KABUKICHO, TOKYO, JAPPPPANNNNNNNNN!!!! WEIGHING IN AT 251 POUUNNNDSSS, KOMMMMMMMAAATTTSSSSUUUUUU “THHEEEEEEEEEEE STARRRRDDDUUUSSSSTTT DEVVVIIILLLLLLL” OGGAAAAAWWWWAAAAAAAAAAA!!!
(The sound is replaced by ‘The Invisible Wall’ by GazettE as Komatsu Ogawa slowly walks onto the stage.)
Stephie Love: AND HIS PARTNER, WEIGHING IN AT 251 POOOOUUUNNNDSSSS, WRESTLING OUT OF KABUKICHOOOOOO, TOKYOOOOO, JAPPPAANNNNNNN, “THE SEEEERRRPPPPPPEEEEENNNNNT KIIINNNGGGGG” KOMATSUUUUUUUUUU OGGGGGAAAAWWWWAAAAAAAAAAA!!!
Flannery McCoy: This is a combination of nasty attitudes. Both of these men have been looking for direction recently and may have found it in the pursuit for tag team gold. They won’t arrive at that goal easily though, they’ll be forced to prove thesmlves against the reigning champions. Mark Macias and Limmy Monaghan are two prolific competitors and aren’t to be taken lightly.
(‘PrincesOf The Universe’ reverberates throughout the arena as The Grand Athletes make their way on stage. Tag team championships proudly around their waists.)
Stephie Love: AND THEIRRRRR OPPPOONNNNEETS, WEIGHING IN AT A COMBINED 402 POOOUUNNNDDSSSSS!!!! THE REIGNING ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS, THE GRANNNDDDDD ATHHHLLEEEETTTTEEEESSSSSSSS!!!!
(The Grand Athletes quickly make their way to the ring, not allowing any time to be wasted. No smiles on their faces, making their way into the ring and standing eye to eye with their opponents.)
Jake Mercer: Let’s get this match started!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: Limmy Monaghan and Komatsu Ogawa to start this match. Both begin to fight for position, bodying one another for dominance. Limmy with a sharp knee to the midsection, now dropping Ogawa to his knees with a clubbing blow to the spine. Limmy’s mood is anything but pleasant, not happy that Ogawa cost Mark a victory last week. Stomps to the body of Ogawa, Limmy’s out for blood tonight! Ogawa looking to tag in Mitsubachi, though being dragged back to the middle by Limmy. Monaghan tags in his partner, and Mark Macias is now the legal man. An irish whip from The Grand Athletes sending Komatsu Ogawa into the turnbuckles, hard impact on his back! Both men charge into the corner with a double dropkick! But Ogawa evades and manages to get out of harm’s way before The Grand Athletes connection!
Flannery McCoy: A tag to Mitsubachi, who’s now officially into the match! A much-needed tag for the team of Mitsubachi and Komatsu Ogawa, Mitsubachi now focuses his attack on his legal counterpart, Mark Macias. Vicious knees being driven into the body of Mark Macias, now forearms to the face! Mitsubachi’s vile ways are always savage but have been more than ruthless as of late. A snapmare to the canvas, immediately taking control of Mark. Twisting at the neck, Mitsubachi applying a nasty headlock. Now signature elbows to the skull of Mark Macias, shades of the bout last week. Mitsubachi loves slicing up his opponents with those brutal slashing elbows!
Jake Mercer: He appears to be doing just that right now, already opening a cut on the head of Mark Macias. Blood staining the canvas, Mitsubachi only feeding off this energy! He’s truly forgotten the ways of remorse, this change in attitude has been nothing short of merciless. Mitsubachi on his feet now, looking to drop a big knee on the face of Mark Macias! The tag team champion avoids it as Mitsubachi clutches as his knee! Mark now looks to tag in his partner, though he’s grabbed by the trunks and dragged back into Mitsubachi’s grip! GTFOOOOO!!!??!?? MITSUBACHI’S GOT HIM IN FOR IT! Mark fights his way out, taking the back of Mitsubachi, now driving him into the canvas with a german suplex! Looking to follow up with a ‘Mark Kick’ to the head! Mitsubachi had it scouted, and pushes Mark away! Wow! What a sequence from these two masterful competitors!
Flannery McCoy: You said it best, Jake! These two already with a beautiful sequence of technical wrestling, though we’re back to square one! Mark leaking blood down his face and chest, still ready to go! Mitsubachi wasting no time at all, flies in with a kick to the face!!! NO! Mark escapes peril and blasts Komatsu Ogawa off the apron! Now sidestepping Mitsubachi’s attempted elbow smash, and dropping him neck first onto his knee with an inverted face lock! Followed up by a neckbreaker! Clattering Mitsubachi into the canvas! Mark Macias taking control for the Grand Athletes! He makes the tag, Limmy Monaghan is back in this match! Limmy heading to the outside, catapulting himself into the ring with a slingshot senton! Diving deep into his bag of tricks tonight, they’re out to make a statement!
Stew-O: Now bringing Mitsubachi back up to his feet, whispering something to ‘The Silent Killer’. Only too send him right back down to the canvas with a slingblade! What athleticism from Limmy! Now looking for an ankle lock, Limmy perhaps wants to submit the man who defeated his partner last week! He’s got it in! THE ANKLE LOCK IS IN DEEP! MITSUBACHI’S IN TROUBLE! KOMATSU OGAWA OUT OF NOWHERE, FLIES IN WITH A DOUBLE KNEE FACEBREAKER TO LIMMY! HE’S NOT EVEN LEGAL, BUT HE’S JUST STUNNED MONAGHAN! MARK MACIAS CHARGES INTO THE RING, SPEARING KOMATSU THROUGH THE ROPES AND TO THE OUTSIDE, THIS IS ALL OUT MAYHEM!!! Limmy’s still in the ring, Mitsubachi up to his feet, Limmy doesn’t see him! Mitsubachi takes his back, looking for a ‘Quiet Lock’! Limmy gets away, clotheslining Mitsubachi onto Mark and Komatsu!! This is a brawl!!
Flannery McCoy: He’s gonna go high risk! Limmy Monaghan barreling over the top rope with a suicide senton!!!!! NO!! HE GOT CAUGHT IN MID AIR BY KOMATSU AND MITSUBACHI!!! THEY’VE GOT HIM, OH NO!!! POWERBOMB ON THE FLOOORRRRRRRR!!! LIMMY’S JUST BEEN DUMPED ONTO THE BARE FLOOR, HIS HEAD RATTLING OFF OF IT, HE’S OUT COLD! MARK’S GOTTA WIN THIS HIMSELF! Mark fires off shots on both Komatsu and MItsubachi, punches and kicks, trying just to survive! Komatsu returns with a discus elbow smash to the face! Realigning the jaw of Mark! Now Mitsubachi rolls Macias in the ring, he’s got his eyes on the prize! Mitsubachi up to the second rope! DIVING YAKUZAAAA KICK- NO, MARK BYPASSES IT, ANOTHER COUNTER! MARK WITH A BIG BOOT OFF THE ROPES, SMACKING HIS FOOT AGAINST THE SKULL OF MITSUBACHI! WHO NOW TAGS IN KOMATSU OGAWA! Komatsu evades Mark’s attempted clothesline, and chops down his knee! Now lifting Mark by the arms, this can’t be good! Double underhook piledriver drops Mark right on his skull! A horribly devastating piledriver from Komatsu, who now goes for the cover on Mark! The first cover, but possibly the only! He’s got him!….
(ONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!)
(TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!)
(THHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!)
Jake Mercer: LIMMY IN TO SAVE HIS PARTNER AT THE VERY LAST SECOND! LIMMY’S BACK INTO THE MATCH, HE’S RISEN FROM THE DEAD, IF HE’S GONNA DIE, YOU BE DAMN SURE HE’S GONNA TAKE OGAWA AND MITSUBACHI WITH HIM! Willing Mark to the corner, he’s still out of it. Ogawa up to his feet, dragging the corpse of Macias back to his corner. Mark with an upkick to the face, but it only angers Komatsu! Vicious stomps to the midsection of Mark, kick after kick, he’s punishing him! Komatsu now gets Mark back to a vertical base, looking to drive his head into the canvas once more! A SNAP DDT FROM KOMATSU, IT CONNECTS! NOW MARK BARELY ON HIS FEET, JUST INSTINCT ALONE SENDS MARK TO HIS FEET, KOMATSU OFF THE ROPES, THE ‘NOCTURNAL REAPER’ COULD BE IN MARK’S NEAR FUTURE! KOMATSU OFF THE SECOND ROPE, HE FLIES! BUT MARK PLUCKS HIM OUT OF MIDAIR, TRANSITIONING INTO ‘THE CREDITS ROLL’!!! HE HIT IT, HE SLAMS OGAWA FACE FIRST INTO THE CANVAS, THAT’S GOTTA BE ALL! MARK IN FOR THE COVER!!!
(OOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!)
(TWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!)
(THRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!)
Stew-O: NOW IT’S MITSUBACHI WHO SAVES THE MATCHUP FOR HIS TEAM!!! BREAKING UP THE PIN, LIMMY MONAGHAN INTO THE RING, BUT MITSUBACHI SIDESTEPS HIM, SENDING LIMMY OUT OF THE RING! PULLS OGAWA BACK TO THE CORNER, AND TAGS HIMSELF IN! MITSUBACHI IS NOW IN THE MATCH! HE CRACKS A KNEE OF THE STERNUM OF MARK, AND AGAIN WITH A SPINNING HEEL KICK TO THE JAW THIS TIME!! TWO HUGE MOVES FROM MITSUBACHI, WHO HAS TAKEN CONTROL! Again looking for the yakuza kick! This time off the ropes! But Mark slides under it, rolls Mitsubachi up! Mitsubachi kicks his shoulders off the mat before the ref could begin the count, now shoots a knee at Mark! He avoids it again! Tags in Limmy Monaghan, here we go!!!! Limmy’s the legal man, and he’s brawling with Komatsu!! Bad blood being spilled tonight! LImmy gets the edge over Mitsubachi, managing to overwhelm him! A PELE KICK FROM LIMMY! MITSUBACHI BYPASSED IT AS LIMMY HITS THE CANVAS HARD! NOW A BACKSTABBER FROM MITSUBACHI! THE KNEES CRUSHING THE SPINE OF LIMMY MONAGHAN!!! ABSOLUTE BRUTALITY!!
Jake Mercer: LIMMY’S IN DEEP TROUBLE HERE< MITSUBACHI’S LOADING UP FOR THAT SECOND ROPE YAKUZA KICK, HE’S GOT LIMMY IN HIS CROSSHAIRS! YAKUZAAAAAAA KICCCCCKKKKKKKKK!!!! MITSUBACHI’S KICK SENDS LIMMY’S CHIN INTO THE NOSEBLEEDS AS LIMMY DROPS TO HIS FACE!!! MITSUBACHI SURELY’S GOT THIS MATCH FINISHED!!! THE COVER NOW!!!!
(ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!)
(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!)
(THHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!)
Jake, Stew-O, Flannery: KICKOOOOUTTTTTTTT!!!!
Jake Mercer: HOW DID HE MANAGE TO POWER OUT?!?!?!?! LIMMY JUST ABSORBED THAT BRUTAL KICK TO THE FACE AND HE’S STILL IN THIS MATCH, HE’S STILL ALIVE!!
Flannery McCoy: But for how long, Mitsubachi doesn’t appear to be finished with Limmy. He slashes at the throat, signaling that doom is near for Limmy! He’s got him for the ‘GTFO’!!!! HERE IT IS!!!! NO!!! LIMMY WITH AN ELBOW TO THE FACE, FORCING MIUTSUBACHI TO RELEASE THE HOLD, NOW THE PELE KICK LANDS RIGHT ON THE BUTTON FOR LIMMY MONAGHAN!!! HE TIMED IT PERFECTLY!!! AND NOW HE’S GOING TO TAG MARK MACIAS IN!! THE GRAND ATHLETES CAN SMELL BLOOD IN THE WATER, THEY SENSE VICTORY IS NEAR!!! OGAWA DRAGS LIMMY UNDER THE BOTTOM ROPE AND HURLS HIM INTO THE BARRICADE!!! LIMMY CLUTHCING AT HIS HEAD AND NECK, MARK YELLING FOR HIS PARTNER!!! TURNING AROUND, MITSUBACHI WITH A SHOOT KICK TO THE FACE!!! NOW AN AXE KICK, FOLLOWED BY AN ELLBOOWWWWW!!! MITSUBACHI’S GOT MARK DOWN, SURELY THIS IS ALL!!!! MITSUBACHI IN FOR THE PIN!!!!
(ONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!)
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Stew-O: HIS FOOT ON THE ROPE TA THE LAST MILLESONCD!! THE REFEREE SEES IT, THE MATCH ISN’T FINISHED YET!!! MARK GOT HIS FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE, WHAT WHETEITHWAL FROM ONE-HALF OF THE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!!! MITSUBACHI IS INFURIATED!!! HE TAGS IN KOMATSU OGAWA, AND THEY’VE GOT SOMETHING NASTY IN MIND!! WAIT, HERE’S LIMMY, HE TAGS HIMSELF IN AS WELL!!! HOW DID HE GET TO HIS FEET, KOMATSU IS STUNNED!!! LIMMY CHARGES INO THE RING, HE’S THE LEGAL MAN!!!! ‘SUNDOWNER’ TO THE FACE OF MITSUBACHI!!! KOMATSU TURNS LIMMY AROUND, AND OGAWA’S MET WITH THE ‘ARMOR BREAKKEERRRRRR’!!!!!! THAT SUPERKICK JUST DROPPED KOMATSU!!! NOW LIMMY GETS MARK TO HIS FEET AND MANAGES TO TAG HIM in!! MARK’S LEGAL, THE GRAND ATHLETES CAN FEEL IT!!! LIMMY ON THE SECOND ROPE!!! THE ‘OSSSSSSCCCCAAARRRRRRR AWWAAARRRRRDDDDDD’!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT LANDS!!! THIS IS IT!!! MARK MACIAS COVERS KOMATSU OGAWA!!!!!!
(ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!)
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(DING! DING! DING!)
Jake Mercer: THE CHAMPS DID IT!!
(‘Princes Of The Universe’ begins to play as The Grand Athletes stagger to their feet.)
Stephie Love: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS, YOUR ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS, LIMMY MONAGHAN AND MARK MACIAS, THE GRANNNNDDDDDD ATHHHHLLLEETTTEEESSSSSSS!!!
(Mitsubachi walks up the stage in disgust.)
Flannery McCoy: Amazing match. Both teams with an absolutely phenomenal showing, though in the end, the persistence of the champions was too much for Komatsu and Mitsubachi. They’ll certainly head into Territorial Invasion with another notch of momentum on their side. Congratulations, Mark and Limmy!
(Dynasty fades to commercial break.)
(A commercial for Jesse Barlow’s new Twitch streams under the name “Giovanni Luciano”, yes he can’t use his wrestling name, you’re probably going to have to deal with it)
(The camera sees Charlie Marr at ringside in casual attire with his arms folded, waiting for the next match to begin. He then gives a slight grin.)
(“Invincible” by Pop Smoke hits as Chris Elite comes out to a mixed reaction from the crowd. Chris and Charlie have an inaudible conversation with each other with a few insults added in before Chris enters the ring.)
Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SET FOR ONE FALL!! INTRODUCING FIRST…FROM BROOKLYN, NEW YORK…WEIGHING IN AT 210 POUNDS….CCCHHRRRIIISSS EELLLIITTTEEEEEE!!!!!
Stew-O: Chris Elite has been on a tear since losing at Operation: Doomsday. Made his presence felt when he announced himself the final member of Team Dynasty, and then put away Seth Osiris in convincing fashion last week. Looking for another win to put some momentum in his favor.
(Chris Elite points at Charlie Marr and warns him to keep his distance, and Charlie casually throws his arms up in defense acting like he won’t do anything.)
(“Cursed” begins to play, and Wardell Withaker walks out with his arms up. The crowd being dead silent doesn’t surprised him because his ink ain’t even dry yet. He eyes Chris in the ring an both him and Charlie don’t know what they’re looking at.)
Stephie Love: AND HIS OPPONENT….FROM THE UNITED KINGDOM…WEIGHING IN AT 178 POUNDS…..WWAARDDDEELLLLL WWIITTTHHAAKKKKEERRRRR!!!!
Jake Mercer: :wtf:
Flannery McCoy: A strange one to say the least, but we’ve seen many strange personalities do well in this company. I’ve heard some positive things about his wrestling, and I can’t wait to see what he’s gonna bring to Dynasty tonight. Talk about a tough debut though going up against an EAW Hall of Famer. :wow: The noise he could make for himself if he somehow beat Chris tonight.
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: Wardell and Chris step to the center of the ring, and Wardell is showing zero fear smiling from ear to ear at Chris right now while Chris is wondering if this is for real. Chris then turns to Charlie as Charlie begins to screaming something….RIGHT HAND FROM WARDELL! ANOTHER ONE!
Flannery McCoy: Now an uppercut from Wardell, and that stumbles Chris into the corner, and now Wardell charges at Chris in the corner and connects with a running splash in the corner! Early flow of offense from this new fella. Chris stumbles back to the center of the ring, and now Wardell runs off the ropes, and Wardell connects with a one handed bulldog! Chris takes this opportunity to roll outside the ring to recollect. He comes face to face with Charlie though who doesn’t seem too amused with Wardell starting strong out of the gate.
Charlie Marr(no mic): Get the fuck back in there you pansy ass bitch.
Chris Elite(no mic): Eat a dick bozo.
Stew-O: WARDELL OUT OF NOWHERE LEAPS OVER THE TOP ROPE AND TAKES OUT CHRIS!! Charlie sidestepped at the last possible. Wardell now picks up Chris and throws him back in the ring before getting face to face with Charlie on the outside, giving a huge grin.
Charlie Marr(no mic): Who the fuck are you to try coming face to face with me? :wtf:
Jake Mercer: The weirdo then rolls back inside the ring, and he awaits for Chris Elite to get back to his feet, and he runs at Chris once more, but Chris counters with a back body drop! Chris checks his lip for blood as Wardell is getting back to his feet. Running dropkick from Chris! Wardell is up and Chris connects with a front standing dropkick! Wardell is up quickly again and Chris runs off the ropes and Wardell swings at Chris’ head but misses and Chris runs and springboards off the second rope and connects with a leaping enziguiri kick to the head! COVER!
OONNNNEEEEEE!!!!!
TTWWWWWWWOOOO!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: Wardell stays alive in the match, and Chris has that look on his face where he is just trying to get this match over with as quick as possible. He grabs Wardell by the head and brings him to his feet.
Charlie Marr(no mic): Pathetic.
Chris Elite(no mic): Shut the fuck u–
Flannery McCoy: Chris took his attention off Wardell for a second and now Wardell takes advantage of it driving Chris into the corner! Wardell now in random fashion begins throwing right hooks and body shots at Chris in the corner! Now Wardell takes several steps back to the opposite end of the ring. WARDELL CHARGES IN–BUT CHRIS ELITE RUNS OUT OF HIS CORNER LOOKING FOR THE BOX OFFICE SMASH!! BUT WARDELL CATCHES THE FOOT OF CHRIS! LOOK AT WARDELL NOW JUST LAUGHING LIKE A MANIAC AS CHRIS LOOKS LIKE A DEER IN HEADLIGHTS!
Stew-O: Wardell flips Chris backwards by the foot, but Chris landed on his feet! Wardell expected it as he then throws a forearm smash to the face of Chris! Kick to the midsection from Wardell, and then he places Chris between his legs. Wardell now picks up Chris on his shoulder and is looking for a powerbomb perhaps….AND WARDELL RUNS WITH CHRIS AND IS LOOKING FOR THE BUCKLE BOMB! BUT CHRIS ELITE FLOATS OVER AND THEN BRINGS WARDELL DOWN FOR THE ROLL-UP!!
ONNNNNEEEE!!!!
TTWWWWWOOOO!!!!!
Stew-O: Wardell escapes it! Now both men race to their feet, and Chris Elite goes for the “Box Office Smash” once more, but once again, Wardell catches the foot and he spins Chris around and Chris Elite then connects with a double leg lariat to the face taking Wardell. Chris then now walks over to the corner and begins to climb up the top rope, and he looks down at Charlie just below him.
Charlie Marr(sarcastically): Careful.
Flannery McCoy: Chris brushes off Charlie’s presence ringside and continues his climb on the top rope where he now stands balanced. 450 SPLASH!!! BUT NOBODY HOME AS WARDELL MOVED OUT OF THE WAY AT THE LAST POSSIBLE SPLIT SECOND! Now Wardell is up and he sees Chris on the other side of the ring pulling himself up using the ropes. and now Wardell rusn and connecting with a leaping European uppercut to the jaw of Chris that knocks Chris back into the corner! Wardell walks over to Chris in the corner and begins firing away with the body shots! Chris is trying to fight back but he seems trapped right now! WARDELL THEN THROWS THE MOST VICIOUS HEADBUTT YOU’LL EVER SEE!! Even Charlie is cringing on the outside looking in.
Stew-O: Wardell now sits Chris on the top rope and throws a few right hands before climbing up and meeting Chris at the top. And now Wardell is going for the superplex, but Chris Elite is fighting to stay alive here as he throws several body shots to the stomach of Wardell trying to get him to release his grip. And Wardell eventually does, and both men begin to exchange shots with one another on the top rope! BUT WARDELL THROWS ANOTHER ONE OF THOSE HEADBUTTS!! CHRIS LOOKS OUT OF IT AGAIN AS WARDELL QUICKLY GOES FOR THE SUPERPLEX ONCE MORE! AND IT CONNECTS!! NO!!! CHRIS ELITE SOMEHOW IN MID AIR TURNED IT INTO A CROSSBODY!! AND CHRIS FOLLOWS THAT UP WITH THE PIN IMMEDIATELY AFTER!!
OONNNNEEEE!!!
TTWWWWWOOOOO!!!!
Jake Mercer: ANOTHER KICKOUT FROM WARDELL! Chris Elite stands up and holds his head in pain from those two hard headbutts, and he is stalking Wardell looking to end this match once and for all. OPEN YA MATA!!!! THE KNEE STRIKE CONNECTS TO THE FACE OF WARDELL! TIS HAS GOTTA BE OVER AS CHRIS GOES FOR THE COVER!
OONNNEEEE!!!!
TTWWWWWWOOOOO!!!!
TTHHHHHRRREEEEEEE!!!!
Stew-O: WARDELL GOT HIS FOOT UNDERNEATH THE ROPE! Great ring awareness there for the new guy! Chris shakes his head in disbelief as he can’t believe this match is still going. Chris now stands above Wardell, and picks him up by the head, and now….CHRIS ELITE SETS UP FOR LONG KISS GOODNIGHT!! BUT WARDELL IS STILL FIGHTING! WARDEL THROWS SEVERAL ELBOWS TO THE FACE! Chris then releases his grip on Wardell, and now Chris walks RIGHT INTO A SPINNING BACK FIST FROM WARDELL! CHRIS IS UP AGAIN AND THIS TIME WARDELL CONNECTS WITH A KNIFE EDGE CHOP TAKING CHRIS DOWN!
Flannery McCoy: WARDELL NOW IRISH WHIPS CHRIS, AND CHRIS SLIDES UNDERNEATH THE LEGS OF WARDELL, AND NOW CHRIS FACING WARDELL’S BACK RUNS HIM TO THE ROPES LOOKING FOR THE BEHIND ROLL-UP, BUT WARDELL HANGS ON TO THE TOP ROPE AND CHRIS GOES FLYING BACKWARDS! CHRIS IS BAKC UP AND RUNS AT WARDELL, BUT WARDELL COUNTERS WITH A FLAPJACK AND SLINGSHOTS CHRIS ELITE OFF THE ROPE!
(Charlie Marr puts his hand on his forehead, shaking his head.)
Stew-O: WARDELL IS TAKING IT TO THE HALL OF FAMER IN HIS FIRST MATCH! AND NOW HE’S GOT THE MOMENTUM NOW AS HE CHARGES AT CHRIS…..”LANDING PAIN”!!!!!! THE CODEBREAKER!!! IS WARDELL GONNA PULL OFF THE MAJOR UPSET?!
OONNNNEEEEEE!!!!!
TTWWWWWOOOOOO!!!!!
TTTTHHHHHRRREEEEEEEE!!!!!
Jake Mercer: CHRIS ELITE KICKS OUT! And Wardell….smiles. Huh?!
Stew-O: Wardell hops on Chris and begins to unload the right and left hooks as Chris tries covering up! Wardell stands now and positions himself in the corner waiting for Chris Elite to get back to his feet! Chris looks out of it as he turns around…..WARDELL GOES FOR WHAT HE CALLS “TAKE OFF” BUT CHRIS ELITE SIDESTEPPED IT! CHRIS WALKS TO THE OTHER END OF THE RING AS WARDELL RUNS AFTER HIM ONCE MORE BUT CHRIS SIDESTEPS AGAIN AND SENDS WARDELL THROUGH THE SECOND TURBUCKLE AND HIM HITTING THE RING POST SHOULDER FIRST! CHRIS ELITE PULLS WARDELL OUT FROM THE CORNER AND THEN ROLLS HIM UP!
OONNNNEEEEEE!!!!
TTWWWWOOOOO!!!!
TTHHHHRREEEEEEE!!!!
Stew-O: ANOTHER KICKOUT, BUT I THINK CHRIS WAS EXPECTING IT AS HE STANDS AND DELIVERS THE BOX OFFICE SMASH TO WARDELL WHILE WARDELL WAS ON BOTH KNEES!! CHRIS BACKS UP….ANOTHER BOX OFF ICE SMASH TO WARDELL ON HIS KNEES! BUT WARDELL STILL HASN’T FALLEN! CHRIS ONCE MORE BACKS UP…..BOX OFFICE SMASH SUPERKICK FOR THE THIRD TIME AND WARDELL COLLAPSES TO THE MAT! CHRIS FALLS ON TOP OF WARDELL AND HOOKS THE LEG!
OONNNEEEEE!!!!
TTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTHHHHRRREEEEEE!!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…..CCHHHRRRIIISSS EELLIIITTTEEEEEE!!!!!
(“Invincible” plays up again as Chris has his hand raised before rolling outside the ring celebrating his win. He comes face to face with Charlie who just does nothing but Shaker his head. Chris delivers the middle finger in Charlie’s face as bumps him out of his way before leaving up the ramp. Wardell sits inside the ring, disappointed, but not too disappointed knowing he was split seconds away.)
Stew-O: Wow, I don’t think anybody gave Wardell a chance against Chris tonight, but he held his own and on a few occasions came really close to pulling off the upset. All he showed tonight is if he keeps consistent, he’s bound to accomplish big things!
(A commercial for Applebee’s new roller skate delivery starring Ronan Malosi as he trips and drops all the food in his hand as he makes his way to the car)
(Dynasty fades in from commercial break.)
(‘La Guayaba’ by Riccie Oriach begins to play as SEBAS, microphone in hand, makes his way down the ring.)
Jake Mercer: Ladies and gentlemen, if you remember correctly, last week SEBAS and Bronson Daniels put on a thriller for the EAW New Breed Championship. On the verge of victory, SEBAS attention shifted to an unexpected visitor, Andre Walker, who appeared on the stage during their match. SEBAS seemingly lost due to Walker’s distraction. He’s had a lot on his mind and tonight, he’s got some sort of announcement to make.
(SEBAS now in the ring, begins to speak.)
SEBAS: This close. I was this close to defeating Bronson and becoming The New Breed Champion. You all saw it, everyone in the damn world saw it! Then what happens? Andre Walker, who had no business whatsoever in my match, ruined it. He cost me my opportunity, one that I had to fight hard for, against Dynasty’s best up and coming talent. It isn’t right that he can steal my opportunity after losing his so many times! I’m not asking, I’m DEMANDING that the New Breed title match at Terrirotial Invasion become a triple threat, and I become the third man in that match. It’s only fair that I’m given my rightful opportunity at that title.
(‘GATTI’ by Pop Smoke, JACKBOYS, begins to sound throughout the arena as Andre Walker interrupts SEBAS.)
Andre Walker: No, no, no, no. Nobody wants to hear your sorry ass excuses or bullshit ploys. You lost clean in the middle of that ring. You didn’t have to pay me attention, did you? It’s your job to keep your eye on the ball and you couldn’t do that. That’s your own fault and I’m not gonna be dragged down by it. Suck it the fuck up and deal with it, you whiny shit.
SEBAS: Uh, coming from the guy who literally campaigned that he was “screwed” out of a title opportunity all those months ago. Say it like it is. You know I’m a threat, you know that I could be a legit wrench in your plans.
Andre Walker: Right, that’s why I squashed you like a bug a few weeks ago. And don’t even try the triple threat angle because it was your stupid fish face looking ass that got pinned. By me. You’re not even close to my level or are you even remotely a threat to my upcoming chance at that title. Keep trying tho, kid.
SEBAS: Right, that’s sure why you interrupted my match with Bronson. You knew I was on the verge of winning the title and wanted to avoid the real fight. The real champion.
Andre Walker: Avoid who? Certainly not you, LMFAOOOOO! I wiped you off the face of the planet like three weeks ago. Get this through your head, amigo. You arent and will never be on Andre Walker’s level. All that bravado means absolutely nothing when I fucked you up last time you spoke my time.
Andre Walker: And as far as you being in my match at Territorial Invasion goes, it’s not gonna happen. I call the shots and I’m gonna be the only man fighting for the title that night. Your fight is against whatever disease made you that fucking ugly.
SEBAS: ME? Bro, you’re a human zebra, you can’t decide if you’re White or Black. One minute you’re some old White dude with woman hair, the next, you’re Sosa Henderson’s uglier cousin. Remind me, who was it that got another chance at the title at Pain For Pride because he bitched his way into it? Yea, that’s right, it was you. That’s what you’re good at, bitching.
Andre Walker: I was clearly a victim of faulty refereeing, but you? You weren’t able to keep your eye on the prize for ten more seconds. I didn’t touch you. I didn’t storm the ring. I simply was observing from the stage, looking on as to who my next victim will be.
SEBAS: You speak as if you’re some killer as if you haven’t lost a ton of matches this season. You’ll lose again at Territorial Invasion when I pin your shoulders to the mat. That’s a promise.
Andre Walker: You. Aren’t. Going. To. Be. In. The. Match. You stupid fuck. How many times to I have to run this through your brain? I whooped you from Sunday to Sunday, so you won’t be pinning anyone but another midcard bum anytime soon. I’m the only one who’s going to pin Bronson. I will avenge my loss to him and I will be the man to reign over this New Breed division with terror.
(Starr Stan, microphone in his hand, appears on stage.)
Starr Stan: Enough from both of you!
Andre Walker: Starr Stan, please remind this bum of his place in this company and crush his vain dream of being in the match at Territorial Invasion.
Starr Stan: I gave you your match at Pain For Pride. You screwed this man out of his opportunity, you’ve got nobody to blame but yourself for this decision, Andre.
Andre Walker: STOP!
Starr Stan: At Territorial Invasion, on September 26-27th, The New Breed title match is officially a triple threat match, and SEBAS will be the third competitor in the match! SEBAS versus Andre Walker, versus Bronson Daniels. Title up for grabs.
(Starr Stan walks to the back as Andre Walker storms up the ramp in protest, enraged with the decision. SEBAS smiling, eager to hear he’ll be apart of the title match at Territorial Invasion.)
Jake Mercer: Wow! A triple threat match at Territorial Invasion!
Flannery McCoy: That card just gets better and better!
Stew-O: Indeed! Stay tuned for more action up next!
(Dynasty fades to commercial break.)
(A commercial for Andre Walker and his new Mixer streams :mjgrin:)
(’30 Day Run’ By Larry June is heard playing in the background before dying out. Visual Prophet is seen seated at the commentary desk. He’s wearing his casual attire with the button up shirt with the top four unbuttoned, The World Championship sits on top of the table.)
Stew-O: Ladies and gentlemen…please welcome the World Heavyweight Champion Visual Prophet!
Visual Prophet: You’re all welcome. 💋
Flannery McCoy: Out here to scout, I presume?
Visual Prophet: I guess you could say that. :mjgrin:
( ‘GATTI’ by JACKBOYS, Pop Smoke hits as Andre Walker walks out to a mixed reaction from the socially distanced crowd. Andre pays no attention to it at all as he is laser focused making his way to the ring.)
Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SET FOR ONE FALL!! INTRODUCING FIRST…FROM BROOKLYN, NEW YORK…WEIGHING IN AT 185 POUNDS….AANNNDDRRREEEE WWAAALLLKKKKEEERRRRR!!!!!!
Stew-O: Safe to say EAW’s brightest star. Done nothing but impress and show out every time he steps inside that squared circle. And my god, how lucky he’s Dynasty’s because I literally can’t imagine him anywhere else. I’m sure he’s gonna take Andrea to the limit tonight and look for a huge signature win! Viz?
Visual Prophet: Well, the dude just needs to get over that New Breed Title already if he wants to elevate himself. Like bruh, the first three hundred times you failed to capture the title, nothing’s gonna change this time. I don’t get it honestly. It is what it is tho. Whatever. I’m sure by the time he wins it, I’ll be getting ready to deliver my Hall of Fame speech or something.
(“Roll With Me” by Charli XCX and the crowd is as loud as a socially distanced crowd in a Performance Center can get. Andrea embraces the cheers before making her way to the ring.)
Stephie Love: AND HIS OPPONENT…FROM ORLANDO, FLORIDA…WEIGHING IN AT 110 POUNDS…..AAANNDDRREEEAAAAA VVAALLEENNTTTTIINNNNEEEEE!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: And here she is–
Visual Prophet: DFGYTFRDESHBGTV5FR
Jake Mercer: OW! :wtf:
Visual Prophet: Hey, you saw my apology earlier, I meant it. I’m not the emotional one here as everyone says I am. Andrea Valentine needs all the emotional support she can here tonight and that’s exactly what I’m bringing for her!
Stew-O: Anyways, Andrea comes in wanting to shake off that loss to LC last week, wanting to get her momentum back on track before Territorial Invasion. That loss last week was thanks in major part to this guy sitting next to us. She’s made it clear this week she’s gonna have eyes at the back of her head, and with what Viz said earlier, I guess we’ll see shortly.
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: AND OFF WE GO! This should be a fun one folks, buckle up! Andrea and Andre both step up to each other in the center of the ring, and now both competitors lock up in the center of the ring! Andre uses some power and manages to force Andrea back into the corner. The referee steps in and manages to get some separation between the two competitors. Andrea runs towards Andre but Andre catches Andrea in a side headlock takedown! Andrea headscissors Andre but Andre rolls backwards up to his feet and then connects with a jackknife pin on Andrea….but Andrea rolls to her side and now she faces the head of the grounded Andre Walker, and now Andrea lifts her right knee off the mat and drives it right into the head of Andre over and over again!
Visual Prophet: YOU GO GIRL!
(Andrea hears Viz scream and turns her head to look at him unamused, before turning her attention back to Andre.)
Flannery McCoy: This act gon go on all match? :skip:
Visual Prophet: What do you mean? There is nothing fake about this at all! There is nothing wrong with me cheering on somebody who clearly needs some support in her life right now. There’s also nothing wrong with me wanting Andrea going into Territorial Invasion with all the confidence in the world.
Jake Mercer: Andrea turns her attention back to Andre, and Andre takes that couple seconds Andrea turned her head to his advantage as he picks up Andrea and drives her right into the corner! Shoulder thrust from Andre! Another one connects from Andre! And then a third one! Andre now climbs up to the second turnbuckle and towers above Andre…and he begins to rain down the right hands!
ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGH–
Stew-O: ANDREA GOES UNDERNEATH ANDRE AND HAS HIM UP FOR THE POWERBOMB POSITION AND BRINGS HIM TO THE CENTER OF THE RING! ANDREA LIFTS ANDRE UP HIGH, BUT ANDRE LANDS ON HIS FEET IN FRONT OF ANDREA! JUMPING ENZIGUIRI KICK FROM ANDRE! BUT ANDREA DUCKED IT AND NOW SHE UNDERHOOKS BOTH OF ANDRE’S LEGS ON THE GROUND! ANDRE SLINGSHOTS ANDRE FROM THE MAT OVER THE TOP ROPE!!
Visual Prophet: What power and strength from EAW’s queen! :whew:
Flannery McCoy: But Andre managed to hold on as he pulls himself up using the ropes on the outside apron, BUT ANDREA RUNS AND BOOTS ANDRE OFF THE APRON TO THE OUTSIDE FLOOR! Andrea now measures Andre from inside the ring…AND ANDREA RUNS THE ROPES AND CONNECTS WITH A SUICIDE DIVE THROUGH THE SECOND ROPE TAKING OUT ANDRE WALKER!
Visual Prophet: Amazing, just amazing! It’s why she’s a former World Champion! And now Andre picks up Andre and drags him–OVER HERE?!
(Visual Prophet stands from his announce chair and heavily applauds Andrea Valentine as she has ahold of Andre staring at Viz.)
Visual Prophet: That’s it girl! Keep working it and win–
Flannery McCoy: OH JEEZ! ANDREA JUST SENT ANDRE WALKER FLYING RIGHT INTO THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION HERE RIGHT NEXT TO US! I don’t think Andrea’s too amused with the psychological warfare Viz is playing right now! Andrea then goes and picks up Andre and then rolls him back in the ring before turning around Viz getting back to his feet.
(Visual Prophet has an intense look on his face, as him and Andrea are staring at one another. Andrea Valentine is daring him to try something, but instead Viz dusts himself off, puts his hands up with a grin on his face as he sits back in his announcer’s chair and puts the headset back on.)
Visual Prophet: I’m only a commentator. I’m gonna continue to do my job.
Jake Mercer: You just gon let that shit slide?!
Visual Prophet: I’m SURE she didn’t mean it! :mjpls:
Stew-O: Meanwhile, Andrea hops up on the apron and looks to enter the ring through the second rope, but Andre catches her with a soccer style kick to the face! Andre then hops up the turnbuckle on the second rope and he eyes Andrea dangling….AND ANDRE WALKER DRIVES BOTH KNEES FROM THE SECOND TURNBUCKLE INTO THE BACK OF ANDRE! ANDRE NOW GOES FOR THE COVER!
OONNNNEEEEEE!!!!!
TTWWWWWOOOOOOO!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: Andrea with the kickout! Andre now stands up and begins to stomp away at Andrea before lifting her off the mat, and he sets up for a snap suplex, but Andrea prevents it from happening! Andrea then goes for a snap suplex of her own, but this time it’s Andre who prevents it from connecting! Both competitors battling for control over the other right now. Andre though connects with several kicks to the stomach of Andrea, and those were enough as he manages to lift Andrea up and he has her up high in a suplex position…BUT ANDREA CHANGES GEARS UP IN THE AIR AND COUNTERS INTO A SPINNING TORNADO DDT SPIKING ANDRE’S HEAD INTO THE MAT!
Stew-O: Andrea is back up to her feet, but she doesn’t go for the cover right away as she instead opts to picks Andre Walker up off the mat. Andrea in the front of Andre and has him by the head, but Andre uses his ring awareness and grabs the rope right next to him and now Andrea is trying to pry Andre away from the ropes…BUT ANDRE WITH A BACK BODY DROP TO ANDRE AND ANDREA GOES OVER THE TOP ROPE! NO! ANDREA HOLDS ON! ANDRE TURNS AROUND AND ANDREA CONNECTS WITH A LEAPING FOREARM SHOT FORM THE OUTSIDE APRON AND THAT STUMBLES ANDRE WALKER BACK AND ONTO ONE KNEE! Andrea Valentine looks at the corner next to her and she runs and climbs up the corner and waits for the perfect moment to strike from the top rope! ANDREA WITH A LEAPING CROSSBODY FROM THE TOP ROPE ON ANDRE! WHAT ELEVATION SHE GOT WITH THAT CROSS BODY AS SHE HOLDS ON TO ANDRE FOR THE PIN IMMEDIATELY AFTER!
OONNNNEEEEE!!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOOOO!!!!
Flannery McCoy: Andre Walker kicks out of it, and now both competitors are to their feet, and then Andre goes for a clothesline, but Andrea ducked it and then goes flying off the ropes…ANDRE CATCHES HER WITHA TILT A WHIRL BACKBREAKER! BUT NOT SO FAST! ANDREA MANAGES TO TURN THAT INTO A HEADSCISSORS TAKEDOWN! WOW!
Visual Prophet: LOOK AT HER GO! AND QUEEN ANDREA SEES THE YOUNGSTER ANDRE BALANCING HIMSELF IN THE CORNER AND SHE RUNS AND CONNECTS WITH THE DOUBLE KNEES TO THE CHEST! ANDREA HOLDS HERSELF UP AND CONNECTS WITH A MONKEY FLIP OUT OF THE CORNER! OMG! WHAT ATHLETICISM FROM THIS WOMAN! :damn:
Jake Mercer: ANDRE LANDED ON HIS FEET! Andrea isn’t aware of this as she then turns around and walks right into a superkick from Andre Walker! DID YOU HEAR THAT?! THE COVER!
ONNNNEEEE!!!!
TTWWWWWOOOOOO!!!!!
Stew-O: Andrea kicks out at two! And now Andre thinks of what to do next, and he stands up to his feet, and he awaits Andrea to get to hers! SUPERKICK FROM ANDRE WALKER! ANDREA CAUGHT THE LEG! SHE SPINS ANDRE AROUND AND ANDRE GOES FOR THE ROUNDHOUSE KICK BUT ANDRE DUCKED AND GOES LOW AND PICKS UP ANDRE WALKER IN THE FIREMAN’S CARRY! BUT ANDRE WALKER THROWS SEVERAL ELBOW SHOTS TO THE SIDE OF THE FACE OF ANDREA! ANDRE WALKER SLIPS OUT FROM BEHIND ANDREA AND FACES HER BACK, ANDRE THEN GRABS THE ARM OF ANDREA BEFORE SPINNING HER AND PULLING HER BACK AND CONNECTS WITH THE RIP CORD KNEE!! ANDREA IS DAZED!
Visual Prophet: OH NO!! ANDREA WATCH OUT! THAT PUNK ANDRE RUNS FULL SPEED OFF THE ROPES–BUT ANDREA OUT OF NOWHERE IN ONE SWIFT MOTION PICKS UP ANDRE WALKER IN THE FIREMAN’S CARRY ONCE MORE!! ANDREA THEN QUICKLY CONNECTS WITH A FIREMAN’S CARRY CUTTER!! YESSSS!!! COVER HIM QUEEN!
OONNNNNEEEEE!!!!
TTWWWWWOOOOO!!!!
TTHHHHHRREEEEEEE!!!!
Stew-O: ANDRE WALKER STAYS ALIVE! And now Andrea rolls away from Andre and stands herself up in the corner. Andre Walker now begins to stir to his feet and Andrea is right behind waiting for him! ANDREA HOPS OF THE SHOULDERS OF ANDRE FROM BEHIND! ANDREA IS LOOKING TO GO FOR “ATOMIC BLONDE”!!! BUT ANDRE MANAGES TO SAVE HIMSELF HOLDING ONTO THE ROPE NEARBY HIM AND ANDREA HANGS UPSIDE DOWN WITH HER LEGS WRAPPED AROUND THE HEAD OF ANDRE! ANDRE WALKER NOW GRABS BOTH OF ANDREA’S LEGS…AND HE SWINGS HER IN AN UPRIGHT POSITION AND SLAMS HER FACE FIRST INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! OUCH!
Flannery McCoy: Andrea stands front side in the corner, and now Andre Walker backs up several steps to the opposite end of the ring, AND ANDRE WALKER WITH A FULL HEAD OF STEAM RUNS AND SPLASHES ONTO ANDREA’S BACK IN THE CORNER! ANDRE WALKER HAS ALL OF THE MOMENTUM NOW IN THIS MATCH!
Visual Prophet: :lupe:!!!!
Jake Mercer: Andre Walker now grabs Andrea and brings her out of the corner into the center of the ring, looking to keep the momentum rolling staying on the attack! And now Andre Walker….ANDRE WALKER BENDS ANDREA DOWN AND PLACES HER HEAD UNDERNEATH HIS ARM……ANDRE WALKER GETS HER UP! ANDRE CONNECTS WITH THE “THUNDERBOLT TEMPO!!!!” THAT LOW BRAINBUSTER! ANDRE WALKER NOW HOOKS THE LEG FOR THE WIN!
OOONNNNEEEEEE!!!!!
TTWWWWWOOOOOOO!!!!
TTTHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEE!!!!!
Visual Prophet: I KNEW IT! I KNEW SHE’D KICK OUT! THE RESILIENCY! :whew:
Flannery McCoy: Andrea kicked out, and Andre seems shocked. You need to stay on the attack because it’s not a good idea to give a competitor like Andrea any time to breath, even for a second. Andre realizes that now as he picks up Andrea off the mat with a sense of urgency, and I think he’s gonna go for it a second time here! But no! Andrea spins out of it and shoves Andre back a few steps, and Andre walks back to Andrea….AND ANDREA PLACES HER FOOT TO THE CHIN OF ANDRE!!! “XOXO!!!!!” THE INVERTED STOMP FACEBREAKER!!! Andrea doesn’t cover though as she lays on the mat exhausted next to Andre.
Visual Prophet: This is my opponent for Territorial Invasion right here. I can’t wait to steal the show with her!
Stew-O: Seriously Viz….what the hell?!
Visual Prophet: Emotional support Stew! :wow:
Flannery McCoy: Both competitors begin to stir and it seems to be a race on who gets to their feet. Andrea is a tad bit quicker as she throws and connects with a right hand! Andre fires back with a forearm shot to the face! ANDRE! ANDREA! ANDRE! ANDRE! ANDRE! ANDRE HAS GOTTEN CONTROL AS HE HAS ANDREA UP AGAINST THE ROPES! IRISH WHIP FROM ANDRE…ANDRE GOES FOR THE CLOTHESLINE BUT ANDREA DUCKS AND RUNS OFF THE OPPOSITE ROPES–HANDSPRING BACK ELBOW FROM ANDREA VALENTINE TAKES DOWN ANDRE WALKER! NOW ANOTHER COVER!!
OONNNEEEE!!!!
TTTWWWWWOOOOO!!!!
TTTHHHRRRREEEEEEEE!!!!!
Jake Mercer: KICKOUT AGAIN! Andrea then rolls away and under the bottom rope, beginning to climb up to the top rope from the outside, and now Andrea is in a seated position on the top turnbuckle. ANDRE WALKER POPS UP AND RUNS UP THE TURNBUCKLE MEETING ANDREA UP THERE! BOTH COMPETITORS ARE EXCHANGING SHOTS WITH EACH OTHER ONCE MORE AT THE TOP! ANDRE WRAPS HIS ARM AROUND THE FRONT OF ANDREA….HE’S GOING FOR THE SPANISH FLY FROM THE TOP ROPE! BUT ANDREA THROWS ELBOWS TO THE SIDE OF THE FACE OF ANDRE FIGHTING WITH EVERYTHING SHE’S GOT TO PREVENT IT FROM HAPPENING!
Stew-O: ANDREA NOW WITH FEROCIOUS SPEED BEGINS TO THROW RIGHT HANDS AT THE HEAD OF ANDRE! ANDRE SEEMS STUNNED ON THE TOP ROPE NOW, AND ANDREA VALENTINE CONNECTS WITH THE ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE SIDE OF ANDRE WALKER’S HEAD AND ANDRE FALLS TO THE MAT BELOW! ANDREA HAS ANDRE RIGHT WHERE SHE WANTS HIM NOW ……AND NOW ANDREA EYES DOWN VIZ AT THE COMMENTARY TABLE, KNOWING THIS WAS THE EXACT SAME SPOT WHERE VIZ PUSHED HER OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE LAST WEEK! SHE’S KEEPING HER EYE OUT!
Visual Prophet: :adpeek:
Stew-O: ANDREA LOOKS TO GO FOR A HIGH RISK MOVE…BUT ANDRE POPS UP ONCE MORE AND RUNS UP THE ROPES AND CONNECTS WITH A BELLY TO BACK SUPLEX FORM THE TOP ROPE! BOTH COMPETITORS ARE DOWN AGAIN! AFTER SEVERAL SECONDS, BOTH BEGIN TO STIR BACK TO THEIR FEET….BUT WHAT THE HELL?!
Flannery McCoy: THAT’S SEBAS!!! HE’S IN THE RING AND HE JUST CLOTHESLINED BOTH OF THEM! THIS MATCH HAS BEEN THROWN OUT!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: SEBAS called out both Andre and Bronson earlier tonight and it’s been made official they’re going to have a triple threat match, but what’s he doing now?! SEBAS LIFTS ANDRE UP AND DELIVER SCHRODINGER PARADOX!!!! SEBAS just laid out Andre!
(SEBAS exits the ring quickly not giving two shits.)
Flannery McCoy: SEBAS repays the favor costing Andre a win, and he just sent a message right now that he’s playing no games. He wants to become New Breed Champion!
Visual Prophet: Excuse me.
(Visual Prophet enters the ring and tries to help Andrea Valentine up. He tries to talk nice to her.)
Stew-O: OH MY GOD!! ANDREA JUST KICKED VISUAL IN HIS PROPHETS!!!! ANDREA FOLLOWS IT UP WITH “LOVE HAZE”!!!!
Flannery McCoy: Andrea isn’t buying whatever Viz is trying to sell.
(“Roll With Me” hits as Andrea looks down at the fallen Viz before exiting the ring, doing the title around the waist motion.)
(A commercial for the bot invasion starring Xander Payne and Myles fighting off their counterparts in a battle to the death, the question is which ones are the real ones?)
(Dynasty’s broadcast feed transitions to the backstage area, where Candice Blair Ava is seen holding a cupcake in her hands as she walks down the halls of the performance center. She stops in front of a locker room door, then she raises her free hand and gives the door a polite knock.)
???: Come in!
(Candice pushes the door open and steps into the locker room, the camera following close behind her to eventually reveal the EAW Interwire Champion, Consuela Rose Ava, the socially distanced crowd heard reacting positively from the arena. Consuela is seen sitting on a bench in the locker room, phone in her hand.)
Consuela Rose Ava: :oh: A cupcake? For me?!
Candice Blair: Surprise! I got it at catering. I didn’t know how else to wish you luck before your championship match tomorrow night. 😄 So here, enjoy.
(Consuela stands from her seat and grabs the cupcake from Candice’s hands, a wide smile forming across her face. She beams down at the cupcake before looking back at her little sister.)
Consuela Rose Ava: I appreciate you, Candice. And all that you’ve done for our family, honestly–especially what you did last week. Usually, the rest of us are great at ignoring Serena whenever she goes off on tirades like that directed at us, but not you, I guess.
Candice Blair: Why do you think that is? 🤔
Consuela Rose Ava: Hard to say. I have better things to worry about half the time than her immature antics. You stood up for us when you didn’t have to, hell, she hardly said anything about you. But that didn’t stop you from defending us anyway.
Candice Blair: I can’t just sit back and watch as anyone talks shit about or insults you guys, I can’t stand to hear it. The three of you may be too successful to give a fuck about what people say, but that doesn’t mean that I’m not going to stand and watch motherfuckers shit on my sisters and everything that they’ve accomplished. It’s bullshit, and I’m not afraid to set people straight when I have to. There’s no need to thank me. I’m just doing what I always do–which is stand proudly as a member of the Ava family. And I’m thankful to be able to call myself an Ava. I firmly believe that it would be everyone’s dream to be part of a powerful wrestling dynasty. I believe that people would love to be associated with some of the best female wrestlers in the world. To be associated with beautiful and powerful women is something that most people dream about at night. I am an Ava. And I’m happy to say so.
Consuela Rose Ava: You’re so much more than JUST an Ava, though, Candice. I hope you know that…granted, being an Ava has helped you to realize that you really are that bitch. But that’s expected. But don’t get too caught up in the name. It will only hold you back if that’s what you’re hyper-focused on.
Candice Blair: 🙄 Yes, yes, I know, you tell me all the time.
Consuela Rose Ava: Sorry, I hate repeating myself so often. But I just don’t ever want you to forget that. It’s too easy for some people to try and box us in because of our family name. You don’t need to let that happen. And I’m sure that by challenging Serena the way you did–and by eventually beating her–the entire world is going to know that. You won’t have any doubters left, if any. I believe in you.
Candice Blair: Wow, it…it really means the world to hear that you believe in me–I mean, I’ve always believed in myself, but still. This is a huge opportunity. Going for the Universal Women’s Championship…it’s the spotlight I’ve been craving and I fucking deserve every moment of it, there should be no doubt in anybody’s mind whether I have what it takes to be the next face of this business. I don’t get why we have so many haters, kind of like that one woman who’s gonna be watching my match on Voltage, but maybe she’s got some internal struggles that she clearly hasn’t worked around. No worries, though, she’ll come to respect me AND our name, soon enough.
???: Maaan, what the FUCK are y’all doin’ here, bro?!
(Serena Bennett steps into the frame, coming from another corner of the locker room, a disgusted look on her face upon spotting not just one, but TWO Ava Sisters in the Dynasty locker room. She’s dressed in her ring gear with a vintage Cameron Ella Ava shirt thrown over her bralette, much to the surprise of the audience. Candice and Consuela turn to one another, eyebrows raised after seeing Serena’s choice of EAW Merch to sport.)
Serena Bennett: What, y’all don’t like it? I thought it was cute. Ain’t like anybody else give a fuck to wear no Ava merch around here, anyways. This was an #AvaFree zone up until y’all decided to invade the damn locker room despite neither one of you being on the goddamn card. Plus, I’m yellow enough that maybe they’ll mistake me for one of y’all. 😀 Maybe I can get some freebies, or a bonus in my contract, or a locker room on a show I don’t belong on or some shit. Possibilities are endless, I know y’all got it like that, I just gotta drop some names and I’m good, E-Z-P-Z.
Consuela Rose Ava: Serena. So good to see you again.
Serena Bennett: Wish I could say the same, sis. Looks like you been making some noise around here since I forced you out of retirement. Ugh, my power. 🤤
Candice Blair: I don’t understand at all, Serena. Last I checked, there wasn’t a single thing any of us did to you to make you so goddamn angry at us–
Serena Bennett: Bitch, you’re in MY locker room. The DYNASTY locker room. Neither one of you two go here, so you obviously either lookin’ to start shit or have some shit started with you. But to answer your question, sistopher, I just do not fuck with y’all. At all. I put it all out for you just last week, you wasn’t paying attention? It’s no secret how I feel about you biddies who get spoon fed your entire career, coddled, babied, carried. I’ve seen it, all of it, from all four of you. Deep in your feelings everytime shit don’t go your way, all ‘cause there’s bitches out there way way WAY more talented than y’all and you feel inferior. All y’all comin’ second to me despite thinking that you belong at the top of this division, this industry, and it leaves a sour taste in your mouth, don’t it? I know it does. And I love it. Y’all represent most if not everything I hate about this fucking business. And noooww, one of you little fucks wanna come for my championship, as if you could ever hold a candle to me, bitch.
Consuela Rose Ava: Funny. You said similar things to me just before I beat you to become a three-time Specialists Champion.
(Consuela puts a hand out which is immediately met with a high-five from Candice.)
Serena Bennett: Bitch, don’t get hype, you already know if Felix Hartley wasn’t around and I didn’t divert all of my attention onto her and onto the Grand Rampage–which I won, in case you forgot that, too–you wouldn’t have came anywhere near challenging for that Title again. Pretty sure we had to spend a good chunk of time digging you up and dusting you off some before you felt comfortable enough getting in the ring again. Almost didn’t out of fear of looking like a damn fool sake of the infamous “Consuela Treatment.” You needed that belt more than I did. But we don’t even need to talk about that, forreal. Unless Candice has plans on pulling in a Felix Hartley or some other form of a distraction to get the leg up in a situation, then ain’t no problem. Not to mention that was over an entire year ago, bitch. I’ve upgraded from my desires to maintain a chokehold over midcard, low-tier championship belts a long, long time ago. I’m a World Champion now, bitch, get on my level.
Candice Blair: That’s a whole lot of talk coming from a woman who was barely able to hold onto that very same title the first time. You lasted this long and that’s really only because Darcy’s playing her cards right, waiting for the perfect opportunity. I wish she’d get it over with, if you asked me. But I guess I’ll just have to do her dirty work for her, and finally bring you down a couple notches, Serena. See you Sunday.
(Serena rolls her eyes before adjusting the Universal Women’s Title over her shoulder. She then glances down at Consuela’s cupcake, quickly swiping off a chunk of the frosting with the tip of her finger. Consuela, stunned, watches as Serena slips her finger in her own mouth and licks the frosting off, not too shy to let out a satisfied “mmmm” before skipping off in the direction she came. Consuela looks down at her defiled cupcake, visibly frustrated at her inability to enjoy the delicious treat.)
Consuela Rose Ava: That bitch–she–my cupcake! What the fuck?!
Candice Blair: (She sighs.) So fucking petty. C’mon. Let’s go to catering and get you another.
(Candice and Consuela exit the locker room as Dynasty’s broadcast fades elsewhere.)
(The camera fades into Stephie Love standing in the middle of the ring with a smile on her face before she begins to speak)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(‘Land of The Innocent’ by Feathers plays up as Sarah Price makes her way out to the ring. She waves around at the people in attendance as they respond with massive cheers for the Specialists Champion as the title is seen around her shoulder. She poses at the center of the stage before making her way down the ramp. Halfway through though she’s stopped abruptly as ‘Land of The Innocent’ is quickly replaced by ‘I Gave You Power’ by Nas which plays up as the crowd transitions to boos as both Impact and Mr. DEDEDE make their way out to the stage with smirks on their faces as they do so. They make their way through the stage and past Sarah as she looks at them with a scoff on her face as she follows them to the ring)
Stephie Love: Introducing first… accompanied by Mr. DEDEDE!!! At a combined weight of 361 pounds… THE TEAM OF THE SPECIALISTS CHAMPION SARAH PRICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND IMPACT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Last week was certainly an interesting one when it comes to Team Dynasty as clearly they weren’t on the same page. Things were going well all throughout the show with Impact and Mr. DEDEDE taking Sarah around to live that lavish lifestyle but that was not something that Sarah had in mind. It led to DEDEDE kicking Sarah out in the streets of New York and forcing her to walk all the way back to Newark, New Jersey, wild.
Flannery McCoy: This more or less seems more like a team-building match more than anything else. If they want to get on the same page then more than likely this does seem to be the way to do it, the question is will specifically Impact cooperate with Sarah in this matchup? Well, that’s something we just have to find out.
Jake Mercer: This is the most dysfunctional team I’ve ever seen, but it’s nothing that they can’t overcome! I once saw Impact in the stone age teaming with two cavemen that clearly hated his guts yet managed to go on to create the first wheel! Impact is a great tag team person!
(Impact makes his way up the steps and into the ring as Mr. DEDEDE stands at the ringside area keeping that smirk on his face. Sarah Price jumps onto the apron before entering into the ring completely separate from both of them as they make their way to their corner. Impact decides to go onto the apron as Sarah shrugs and makes her way to her corner and gets ready for the match as ‘I Gave You Power fades out.)
Stephie Love: And their opponents… at a combined weight of 247 pounds… The team of… HARPER LEE!!!!!!!!!! AND SIERRA BRADFORD!!!!!!!!!! THE REALM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Well we can go back to two weeks ago when it comes to it when both members of The Realm challenged The Grand Athletes for the Unified Tag Team Championship match! It’s clear that both of them are taking everything seriously headed into that match because I’m sure they believe they can beat them, but it’s a matter of the steps they’ll take to do so.
Flannery McCoy: I mean imagine what a win like this would do for Sierra and Harper heading into Territorial Invasion? One thing for sure is the fact that the Grand Athletes would realize that they won’t be ones to sleep on, simply solidifying the fact that this is a win they must get, and they know that, so it’ll be great to see how they approach this match tonight.
Jake Mercer: Oh c’mon! You’re doubting the people that fought the Wicked Witch of The West back in The Wizard of Oz?! NEVER DOUBT PRINCESSES! Let that be a fact to all of you.
(The Realm both circle around the ring before jumping up onto the apron on separate sides and meeting in the middle, both pose at the center before entering into the ring. They jump up to the top rope and look around with enthusiastic looks on their faces before jumping down and meeting in the corner as ‘Never Too Late to Dance’ fades out and the Ref signals for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: Here we go as this tag match is just underway! Sarah Price and Harper Lee are starting off this one-
TAG!
Flannery McCoy: BUT IMPACT ALREADY TAGS IN!
(Impact enters into the ring with a smirk on his face as he does so, eyeing Sarah as he begins to circle around the ring. Sarah has an amused look on her face as she slightly shakes her head before making her way onto the apron. Mr. DEDEDE is seen at the ringside area slowly nodding with approval as he does so)
Jake Mercer: Well now it seems to be Impact and Harper starting this match off as both of them are beginning to circle around the ring now to begin this. THEY LOCK UP! Both of them are jockeying for position as Impact is slowly beginning to push Harper to the ropes. Harper trying to fight back but is ultimately backed up as the Ref quickly runs forward to begin the count. Impact letting go of the hold, BUT NOT WITHOUT SENDING A CHEAP SHOT RIGHT TO THE FACE OF HARPER AS HE RETREATS BACK!
Stew-O: BUT HARPER NOT WAITING AS BOTH OF THEM QUICKLY BEGIN TO TEE OFF WITH ONE ANOTHER! BOTH OF THEN TRADING RIGHTS AND LEFTS, BUT IT’S IMPACT THAT STOPS HARPER WITH A KICK TO THE GUT! Harper doubling over a bit stunned as Impact is running to the ropes and back, RUNNING LARIAT! BUT IT’S HARPER THAT CATCHES IMPACT AS SHE SENDS HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH A RUNNING SLINGBLADE!
Flannery McCoy: Impact quickly getting back up to his feet now, but not before Harper grabs him by the arm and sends him into an Irish whip headed right towards the corner! Impact is backed up now as Harper quickly runs forward, BUT IS MET WITH A KICK RIGHT TO THE FACE BY IMPACT! Harper stumbling backward as both of them create distance, BUT HARPER QUICKLY SHAKES IT OFF AS SHE RUNS FORWARD LEAPING IN THE AIR GOING FOR A JUMPING DDT! BUT IMPACT WAS READY AS HE BRACES HIMSELF AND KEEPS HARPER IN THE AIR BEFORE DROPPING HER DOWN TO THE GROUND! Harper is up, BUT IMPACT QUICKLY MEETS HER WITH A HEADBUTT RIGHT TO THE FACE SENDING HER DOWN TO THE GROUND!
Jake Mercer: Harper quickly rolling to her front and grabbing the ropes as she is trying to get up to her feet before Impact can take advantage. But Impact already grabbing the head of Harper and pulling her up to her feet, BUT SHE SENDS A PUNCH RIGHT TO HIS GUT FORCING IMPACT TO LET GO! Impact stumbles back, BUT QUICKLY PUSHES FORWARD SENDING A KICK RIGHT TO HER FACE! THAT HARPER GRABS! Harper quickly pushing Impact’s kick away as he stumbles down to a knee, AS HARPER CRACKS A KICK RIGHT TO HIS BACK!
Stew-O: Harper quickly grabbing Impact by the head and sending him to her corner now!
TAG!
Flannery McCoy: TAG IN BY SIERRA BRADFORD! Harper grabbing the head of Impact holding him up as Sierra runs forward, AND SENDS A KNEE RIGHT TO HIS GUT! Teamwork being shown right now as Impact stumbles down to the center of the ring. Sierra quickly moving in and grabbing him, BUT NOT BEFORE IMPACT SENDS A ELBOW RIGHT TO HER GUT! Sierra stumbling backward, BUT NOT BEFORE IMPACT GETS UP AND GRABS HER BY THE HEAD SENDING A BARRAGE OF FOREARMS RIGHT TO HER FACE! Sierra is stunned as Impact grabs her and throws her to the ropes, BEAUTIFUL DROPKICK BY IMPACT SENDING SIERRA DOWN TO THE GROUND!
Jake Mercer: Impact holding his own as he grabs ahold of Sierra and brings her to her feet, Impact beginning to drag her to the ropes now, BUT SIERRA MANAGES TO SLIP THROUGH AND GRAB IMPACT BY THE NECK AS SHE TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A RUSSIAN LEG SWEEP BEFORE HE CAN DO ANYTHING! Both of them slowly making their way up to their feet, IMPACT THROWING A PUNCH! BUT SIERRA MANAGES TO DUCK IT AND GRAB IMPACT! BELLY-TO-BELLY SENDS IMPACT BACK DOWN TO THE GROUND AS SIERRA CONTINUES TO FIGHT ON!
Stew-O: Impact stumbling backward as he grabs the bottom turnbuckle and begins to slowly pull himself up to his feet now-
TAG!
Flannery McCoy: BUT SARAH RETURNING THE FAVOR FOR IMPACT AS SHE TAGS HERSELF IN! Sarah is in this match as she quickly runs forward, AND SENDS A FOREARM RIGHT TO THE FACE OF SIERRA!
Mr. DEDEDE (Off-Mic): Oh, not the best form but you’re getting there!
Jake Mercer: It seems Mr. DEDEDE is interjecting himself into this matchup as Sarah is quickly turning to him as she hears the criticism, she’s shaking it off as she’s grabbing Sierra by the head and bringing her up, BUT SIERRA SENDING A ELBOW RIGHT TO HER GUT SENDING HER BACKWARD!
Mr. DEDEDE (Off-Mic): Don’t keep your eye off your opponent, yikes…
Stew-O: I don’t think DEDEDE is going to stop anytime soon as Sierra is managing to get up to her feet as Sarah runs forward, BUT SIERRA WITH A DROP-TOE-HOLD AS SARAH COLLIDES WITH THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE! Sarah quickly grabbing the ropes to keep herself upwards as Sierra is quickly running to the ropes and back, AS SHE SENDS A KNEE RIGHT TO THE SIDE OF HER HEAD SENDING HER DOWN TO THE GROUND!
Flannery McCoy: Mr. DEDEDE is clearly having the time of his life on the outside as Sierra is quickly grabbing Sarah by the head and bringing her to the center of the ring, SUPLEX- BUT SARAH SENDS A KNEE RIGHT TO THE HEAD OF SIERRA! Sierra forced to bring her back down to the ground but is quickly running forward still, BUT SARAH WITH A JAWBREAKER FORCING SIERRA BACKWARDS AND TO THE GROUND!
Mr. DEDEDE (Off-Mic): It doesn’t have that thud does it? Might as well tag Impact back in while we’re here.
Jake Mercer: Sarah is trying her best to fight through both members of The Realm and the clear ridiculing of Mr. DEDEDE at this point as she’s bringing Sierra back up to her feet. Sarah going for an Irish whip, but it’s Sierra planting her feet down to the ground! Sierra pulling Sarah in, AND SENDING A KNEE RIGHT TO HER GUT! Sierra wasting no time grabbing Sarah by the arm and sending her into the corner with an Irish whip as Harper Lee is holding her hand out!
TAG!
Stew-O: And it’s Harper that’s tagged in!
Mr. DEDEDE: Oof, don’t let the other opponent be tagged in. Hard to believe you actually were in a tag team before this, it’s such a mess…
Stew-O: Harper with a snapmare as Sierra runs to the ropes, BIG BOOT RIGHT TO THE FACE AS HARPER CONNECTS WITH A DROPKICK AS WELL! SARAH IS DOWN AS HARPER HOOKS THE LEG!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO-
Flannery McCoy: BUT IT’S SARAH THAT POWERS OUT! Sarah grabbing the ropes and beginning to bring herself up to her feet as Harper grabs her though and brings her up, BUT IT’S SARAH WITH A SPINNING SIDE KICK RIGHT TO THE GUT SENDING HER BACK! Harper quickly running forward, BUT IT’S SARAH WITH QUICK THINKING GRABBING HARPER AND THROWING HER OUT OF THE RING!
Jake Mercer: But it’s Harper that manages to land on the apron to continue to fight on! HARPER THROWS A PUNCH! BUT IT’S SARAH THAT BLOCKS IT AND CONNECTS WITH A STIFF HEADBUTT RIGHT TO HER FACE LEAVING HER DANGLING WITH ONLY ONE HAND GRABBING THE ROPES! SARAH WITH A SHOULDER THRUST! BUT HARPER MANAGES TO SHIFT HER BODY TO THE SIDE TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY OF IT!
Mr. DEDEDE (Off-Mic): You should’ve cut her off right there! C’mon! Are you even the Team Captain anymore?!
Stew-O: HARPER KICKING SARAH IN THE FACE! BUT IT’S SARAH THAT QUICKLY GRABS THE LEG AND SLAMS IT INTO THE RING POST! Sarah quickly grabbing her by the head and lifting her up, AS SHE TAKES HER DOWN AND BACK INSIDE THE RING WITH A SUPLEX! Harper in excruciating pain as Sarah is quickly running towards the ropes as she’s down on the ground, ENCHANTMENT BREAKER!
Flannery McCoy: CONNECTS! RUNNING KNEE RIGHT TO THE HEAD OF HARPER SENDS HER DOWN TO THE GROUND AS SARAH QUICKLY HOOKS THE LEG GOING FOR THE PIN ATTEMPT!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
Jake Mercer: BUT IT’S HARPER THAT POWERS OUT OF THE PIN! Sarah making her way to her corner now as Harper is just beginning to recover as she’s making the tag to Impact!
Mr. DEDEDE (Off-Mic): The best decision you’ve made in this match. 😤 You got em’ Imp.
TAG!
Stew-O: IMPACT IS IN NOW AS HE QUICKLY ENTERS AND MAKES HIS WAY TO HARPER, AXE HANDLE RIGHT TO THE BACK OF HER NECK SENDING HARPER DOWN TO THE GROUND! Impact quickly grabbing Harper by the head as she gets up and takes her down with a snapmare, AND TRANSITIONS SENDING A KICK RIGHT INTO HER BACK!
Flannery McCoy: Impact grabbing Harper and sending her to the ropes with an Irish whip as Impact readies himself, AND GOES FOR A DROPKICK! BUT HARPER MANAGES TO GRAB THE ROPES AS IMPACT HITS NOTHING BUT AIR! Impact quickly up but Harper uses that leeway for momentum as she grabs Impact and sends him to the ropes and quickly runs forward as well, SHINING WIZARD CONNECTS RIGHT TO THE FACE OF IMPACT! Harper backing up as Impact stumbles out of the corner trying to keep up to his feet, AS HARPER TRANSITIONS INTO A EXPLODER SUPLEX!
Jake Mercer: Mr. DEDEDE still supporting Impact on the outside as that seems to be a complete polar opposite of what he was just doing with Sarah!
Stew-O: Impact stumbling up to his feet as Harper quickly runs forward, BUT IMPACT SIDESTEPS AND THROWS HER INTO A CORNER! Impact quickly running forward, BUT HARPER GRABS IMPACT BY THE HEAD AND SWITCHES PLACES WITH HIM IN THE CORNER! Harper moving backward and running forward, BUT IT’S IMPACT QUICKLY GRABBING HER AS HARPER LEAPS IN MID-AIR AND SLAMMING HER DOWN TO THE GROUND!
Flannery McCoy: Impact has the upper ground now as he’s wasting no time bringing Harper up to her feet, AND TAKING HER BACK DOWN WITH A SICKENING TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER! Harper rolling around in pain as Impact is quickly transitioning as he runs right forward and leaps off the ropes! FLIGHT SIGHTS-
Jake Mercer: BUT IT’S HARPER GETTING THE KNEES UP! IMPACT ROLLING AROUND IN PAIN AS IT’S GIVING ENOUGH TIME FOR HARPER TO BEGIN TO CRAWL TO THE ROPES TO TAG IN HER PARTNER, BUT IMPACT IS FIGHTING THROUGH IT AS HE STOMPS DOWN ON HER! Impact slowly bringing Harper up, HARPER ATTEMPTS A ENZUIGIRI! BUT IMPACT DUCKS UNDER AND KEEPS A HOLD OF THE LEG! HE’S GOING FOR THE WALLS OF IMPACT!
Stew-O: BUT IT’S HARPER THAT FIGHTS BACK PROPELLING IMPACT AWAY WITH HER LEGS! HARPER TURNING TO HER STOMACH NOW!
TAG!
Stew-O: AND IT’S SIERRA THAT’S TAGGED IN AS SHE HOPS RIGHT INTO THE RING AND GOES FOR IMPACT! Sierra running right forward, BICYCLE KICK RIGHT TO THE FACE BY SIERRA! Impact stumbling into the corner as it’s Sierra that runs forward, EUROPEAN UPPERCUT TO A CORNERED IMPACT! Sierra sweeping the leg of Impact now as she quickly turns to the opposite corner and runs right towards the downed Impact, GOING FOR THE CANNONBALL SENTON!
Flannery McCoy: BUT IMPACT MANAGES TO GET HIS KNEES UP IN TIME BEFORE SIERRA CAN CONNECT! Sierra quickly retreating away as Impact is back up to his feet now, SPINNING WHEEL KICK RIGHT TO THE FACE NOW!
Jake Mercer: Impact seeing the opportunity as he quickly runs to the ropes-
(Impact stops in his tracks as he turns to Sarah Price who is leaning against the ropes as Impact simply looks with a smirk on his face)
Impact (Off-Mic): I’m sure you really want to finish this one don’t you?
Sarah Price (Off-Mic): Doesn’t matter to me, but you should probably keep your eyes on the match.
Impact (Off-Mic): No need really.
TAG!
Stew-O: AND IT’S IMPACT THAT TAGS IN! Wait what?!
(Impact tags in but before long as he steps onto the apron wastes no time jumping down off of it. Impact turns his head to Sarah with a smirk as Mr. DEDEDE slowly begins to join him and pats him on the back)
Mr. DEDEDE (Off-Mic): Yeah, good move buddy.
(Impact gives a chuckle as both of them begin to make their way up the ramp and to the stage as they simply just turn around and watch the match as Sarah looks at them and simply shakes her head)
Flannery McCoy: Sarah does not seem like the happiest camper at the moment but it seems it’s not going to affect her in this matchup as she turns around, BUT SIERRA WITH A SUPERKICK RIGHT TO THE FACE! SARAH IS STUNNED AS SIERRA DRAGS HER TO THE CENTER OF THE RING AND QUICKLY RUNS TO THE ROPES AND ONTO THE APRON!
Jake Mercer: BULLSEYE! SPRINGBOARD BLOCKBUSTER SENDS SARAH DOWN TO THE GROUND AS SIERRA HOOKS THE LEG, THIS COULD BE IT!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHHHRRRRRR-
Stew-O: BUT IT’S SARAH THAT POWERS OUT TO THE DISDAIN OF BOTH IMPACT AND DEDEDE!
Flannery McCoy: Both members of The Realm are looking to one another and nodding as Sierra quickly grabs Sarah and begins to make her way to her corner, she’s going for the tag! WAIT! SARAH WITH A BACK ELBOW RIGHT TO THE GUT OF SIERRA! Sierra being forced back, AS SARAH TRANSITIONS INTO A ENZUIGIRI RIGHT TO THE FACE OF HARPER SENDING HER OFF THE APRON AND TO THE RINGSIDE AREA! SARAH WITH A BURST OF ENERGY AS IT’S SIERRA QUICKLY RUNNING RIGHT FORWARD TO SARAH!
Jake Mercer: BUT IT’S SARAH OUT OF NOWHERE WITH A SCHOOLGIRL! THIS CAN’T BE IT?!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRREE-
Stew-O: BUT IT’S SIERRA PUSHING AWAY RIGHT IN THE NICK OF TIME! SIERRA GETTING RIGHT BACK UP TO HER FEET NOT LETTING SARAH AWAY FOR A MOMENT!
Flannery McCoy: BITTERSWEET ENDING! SUPERKICK RIGHT TO THE FACE OF SIERRA OUT OF NOWHERE SENDING HER DOWN TO THE GROUND! SARAH WITH SMARTS AS SHE QUICKLY DROPS DOWN AND HOOKS THE LEG ON SIERRA!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Land of The Innocent’ plays up as Sarah Price quickly gets up to her feet. She seems a bit in shock but still has a smile on her face as she does so. The Ref comes over to raise her hand in victory as Sarah turns to the stage with a smile. The camera pans over to show both Mr. DEDEDE and Impact in pure shock at what they’ve just seen as Sarah just gives a shrug before continuing to celebrate)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen here’s are your winners, the team off… SARAH PRICE AND IMPACT!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: WOW! What a match that we’ve just seen. It’s clear the other members of Team Dynasty were being very uncooperative with their Team Captain, but Sarah Price has just pulled off what seems to be impossible and managed to get the win without the need for them!
Flannery McCoy: Well it seemed the Liquid Swords’ plan completely backfired on them, as it was clear that all throughout the week Impact was trying to show that Sarah can’t do anything on her own, or in fact without them. And that it’s not Impact teaming with Sarah Price, but it’s Sarah Price teaming with Impact! But the tables seem to have turned with that one! But regardless congratulations to Sarah Price!
(Harper Lee enters into the ring and looks at Sarah Price still a bit injured as both of them shake hands. Sarah then moves on to help Sierra up as both of them exchange a group hug with one another. The last shot seen is Impact and DEDEDE still on the stage as they turn to one another still absolutely beside themselves as Dynasty fades out to commercial break)
(A commercial for Impact and a documentary with him talking about the .36 to .16 demo for some reason, who knows, #DemoBurn #DemoGod)
(‘Surfin’ by Kid Cudi featuring Pharrell Williams hits, as Serena Bennett steps out onto the stage with her EAW Universal Women’s Championship wrapped around her waist. The crowd cheers her on loudly as she extends her hand out to wave to the screaming fans. Bennett then lowers her hand and makes her way down the entrance ramp and towards the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is set for ONE FALL!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
Stephie Love: And it will be your Main Event Match of the Evening!! Making her way to the ring!! From Compton, California!! Weighing in at 114lbs!!! SHE IS THE UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION!!!! SERENA BENNETT!!!
Stew-O: Here’s the Universal Women’s Champion! Last week, Bennett hosted Tha Blue Carpet Treatment where she was going through some twitter questions that were sent to her. While that was going on, the up and coming Elitist, Candice Blair made an appearance and interrupted her little Q and A!
Flannery McCoy: We then found out that Candice was hungry and challenged Serena Bennett for a shot at her Universal Women’s Championship at Territorial Invasion!!
Stew-O: What a match that will be. But tonight, Serena finds herself matched up against the former New Breed Champion.
(‘Martyr’ (Waves) by Polaris hits, as the crowd continues to cheer loudly. After a moment, Jalyn Garcia steps out to the stage and makes his way down the entrance ramp and towards the ring)
Stephie Love: And her opponent!! From Sacramento, California!! Weighing in at 150lbs!!! WILDHEART!!! JALYN GARCIA!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: The former New Breed Champion finds himself up against the current Universal Women’s champion.
Jake Mercer: Last week he changed the stipulation of his match against the Royally Reigning PURE Champion, Dray Fontana at Territorial Invasion into a 2 out of 3 falls match!
Flannery McCoy: That is going to be such an exciting match. Jalyn is fortunate to be able to prepare for such a match by facing a reigning champion weeks before the show! Let’s see how he does here tonight! He’s definitely looking to score the big win!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: Here we go! Serena Bennett and Jalyn Garcia make their way to the center of the ring! They tie up with one another, but Serena quickly twists around and locks in a standing armbar! She pressures down onto the back of Jalyn’s shoulder as he’s bent forward! Jalyn tries to free himself, but Serena quickly adjusts her body by leaping around Jalyn’s body and hooking his far arm with her leg before pulling him back down to the canvas in a crucifix pin!!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
THR-
Flannery McCoy: But Jalyn manages to break out of the pinning combination!! Serena almost made this a quick one!
Stew-O: Both Jalyn and Serena make their way up to their feet! The Universal Women’s Champion charges right at Wildheart with a running clothesline! But no! Jalyn ducks underneath the arm! Serena manages to stop herself then turns around, but she’s kicked in the stomach by Jalyn Garcia! Jalyn grabs Serena by her head and pulls her in! SNAP DDT BY JALYN GARCIA!!!
Jake Mercer: No! Bennett managed to spin out of the move and counter it with another standing armbar!! She leans into the back of Jalyn’s shoulder and applies a tremendous amount of pressure as we can see the pain in Jalyn’s face!!
Flannery McCoy: Jalyn quickly does a somersault roll then kips up to his feet as Serena still has a hold of his arm!! But Jalyn tugs his arm back and pulls Serena in to connect with a forearm shot to her face! Another shot by Jalyn as Serena releases her grip on Garcia! And Jalyn goes for a roundhouse kick to the head!!
Stew-O: NO! Serena Bennett ducks underneath the leg as Jalyn spins all the way around! High step kick to the chest by Serena!! Another!! And another!!! Four!!! Five!! Six!!! Seven!!! Eight!! Kicks!!! She’s still going!!! Nine!! Ten!!! Eleve-
Jake Mercer: Jalyn catches her leg this time!! He keeps a tight grip.. BUT IT’S SERENA BENNETT WHO CATCHES JALYN AT THE SIDE OF THE HEAD WITH A DRAGONWHIP KICK!!! Jalyn instantly falls down to the canvas as Serena Bennett hooks the legs!!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!
THRRRREEE-
Stew-O: And there’s the kickout by Jalyn Garcia!!
Flannery McCoy: Serena Bennett gets up onto her knees. She stares down at Jalyn Garcia before looking off to her side and over to the turnbuckle. She then rises up to her feet and makes her way over to the corner!!
Stew-O: Listen to this crowd Flannery! They are really getting behind Serena Bennett right now as she prepares to take flight!
Flannery McCoy: Serena is scaling up the corner as she makes her way up to the top rope!! Jalyn Garcia is slowly getting up onto his hands and knees then up to his feet.. AND THERE’S SERENA LEAPING OFF OF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE WITH A DIVING CROSSBODY!!!!
Jake Mercer: NO!!! JALYN COUNTERED WITH A DROPKICK TO THE MIDSECTION!!! Serena Bennett clutches at her abdomen in pain as she hits the canvas hard and rolls out to ringside!!! Serena Bennett is leaned up against against the ring apron as she looks up at Jalyn Garcia in the center of the ring! She quickly steps up onto the ring apron and ent-
Stew-O: JALYN GARCIA JUST CHARGED AT SERENA BENNETT WITH A RUNNING LARIAT!!!
Flannery McCoy: NO STEW!! SERENA COUNTERS BY PULLING DOWN ON THE TOP ROPE AND DROPPING DOWN AS JALYN WENT FLYING OVER THE TOP ROPE AND DOWN TO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR!!!
Stew-O: Jalyn is working his way up to his hands and knees as Serena Bennett is still holding onto those ring ropes. She looks down at Jalyn then steps back into the ring! Serena Bennett now charges at the ropes at the other end of the ring! She bounces back as Jalyn Garcia gets back up to his feet at ringside and steps towards the ring… BASEBALL SLIDE KICK BY SERENA BENNETT FROM INSIDE THE RING AS SHE CATCHES JALYN GARCIA IN THE CHEST AS HE STANDS ON THE OUTSIDE!! THAT KICK SHOVES JALYN GARCIA BACK ABOUT 8 FEET!!!!
Flannery McCoy: It doesn’t look like Serena Bennett is done either!! She quickly pops back up to her feet and runs back over to those far ropes at the other end!! She bounces back as Jalyn steps towards the ring once more… BUT THIS TIME IT’S SERENA BENNETT WHO TAKES JALYN GARCIA DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH A SUICIDE DIVE THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPES!!!
Stew-O: Serena Bennett is really showing how great of a talent she is and why she is the reigning Universal Women’s Champion! The way that she’s managing to continue to keep pushing this pace is a great way to keep constant pressure on her opponent! I don’t think Jalyn Garcia can keep up!
Jake Mercer: Serena Bennett now reaches down and grabs Jalyn by his bushy hair. She pulls him up to his feet and brings him over to the side of the ring. Serena now slides him into the ring as she slides in right after!
Flannery McCoy: Jalyn Garcia is down on the canvas by one of the corners as Serena makes her way to the opposite end. What could she have in mind right now?
Stew-O: Jalyn Garcia slowly makes his way up to his feet as Serena Bennett charges in at him!!! RUNNING NECKBREAKER!! THAT’S THE MOONLIGHT BY BENNETT!!! IT CONNECTS AS JALYN’S HEAD SMACKS AGAINST THE CANVAS OF THE RING!!! Serena gets back up to her feet as Jalyn clutches at the back of his head tightly! Bennett now backs away from Jalyn as she watches him slowly get back up to his hands and knees! Bennet then turns around and sprints towards the ropes! She bounces back as Jalyn gets back to his feet!! MOONLIGHT!!!! SERENA CONNECTS WITH ANOTHER ONE AS JALYN IS DOWN ON THE CANVAS OF THE RING!!!
Flannery McCoy: Serena has been able to convert on two Moonlight Running Neckbreakers and honestly, I don’t think she’s done! She looks down at Jalyn Garcia who is moving even slower than he was before! He’s slowly trying to get up to his hands and knees, but he’s so out of it that he just drops down to his forearms! Serena Bennett isn’t wasting any time though, as she grabs him by the head and hair and brings him up to his feet!! Jalyn Garcia stands groggily as Serena turns back around and runs towards the far ropes! She bounces back!! MOONLIGHT!!!!
Jake Mercer: NO!!! JALYN GARCIA SPINS OUT OF IT AS SERENA BENNETT CRASHES HARD ONTO THE CANVAS BY HERSELF!! The back of her head hits the canvas hard as she is seen clutching it tight! But look! Jalyn Garcia reaches down and grabs Serena by her legs!! He twists her over and locks in the.. THE BOSTON CRAB!!!
Stew-O: Jalyn Garcia has this boston crab locked in tight! He’s wrenching at the lower back of Serena Bennett as he leans back!! Serena is in a great amount of pain and the referee is down by her asking if she would like to quit! Serena Bennett is shaking her head though! She isn’t giving up!! Bennet gets her hands underneath her shoulders and presses against the canvas!! She elevates her chest from off of the ground as she begins to walk on her hands towards the ring ropes with Jalyn still having a tight hold on her legs.. BUT SERENA MAKES IT TO THE RING ROPES AND GRABS A HOLD OF IT TO FORCE THE ROPE BREAK!! What an incredible display of core strength and stability by Serena Bennett!!!
Jake Mercer: Serena’s been hitting those planks at the gym! Those leg raises! Those Flutter kicks! Her abdominals are so strong!! A puny 150lbs man is nothing for her abdominal strength!!
Flannery McCoy: Nice analysis.. Are you going to say you were her trainer or something?
Jake Mercer: No, but I saw all of those exercises I listed in this one fitness magazine! I read them from time to time. By the looks of your glutes you’re probably a monthly subscriber. :mjgrin:
(SMACK!)
Flannery McCoy: You’re starting to sound like Gavin..
Stew-O: Jalyn Garcia releases his grip on Serena Bennett’s legs as they drop down to the canvas!! Serena clutches at her lower back as she uses her other arm to grab the ring ropes and uses them to assist her back up to her feet!
Jake Mercer: BUT IT’S JALYN WHO CONNECTS WITH A RUNNING BICYCLE KNEE TO THE FACE AS BENNETT FALLS INTO A SEATED POSITION IN THE CORNER!!! Jalyn Garcia backs away from Serena Bennett and makes his way over to the opposite corner. He looks directly at his opponent before charging in at her at full speed!! CORNER HESITATION DROPKICK CONNECTS AS JALYN DRILLS HIS BOOT INTO THE CHEST OF BENNETT!! Bennett falls off to her side, but Jalyn quickly grabs her by the legs and drags her into the center of the ring. He then drops down and hooks the legs!!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOO-
Stew-O: KICKOUT BY SERENA BENNETT AT ONE AND THREE QUARTERS!!! Jalyn Garcia can’t believe that Serena managed to beat not just the three count but the two count as well!! He turns his head and looks up at the top turnbuckle! I think he’s thinking high risk right now!
Flannery McCoy: That may just be his best bet because Serena is showing a tremendous amount of resilience in this match!
Jake Mercer: Jalyn Garcia gets back up to his feet. He makes his way over to the corner as he climbs up onto the top rope. He looks down at Bennett who is down on the canvas!! Jalyn swings his arms back then propels himself up and out into the air!!! FROG SPLAS-
Stew-O: SERENA BENNETT POPPED UP TO HER FEET AND CAUGHT JALYN IN THE JAW WITH THE CAPTAIN HOOK!!! THAT UPPERCUT SENDS JALYN BACK INTO THE CORNER TURNBUCKLES!!!
Flannery McCoy: What a counter by Serena Bennett!!!!!
Crowd: SER-E-NA!!!!!
Crowd: SER-E-NA!!!!
Crowd: SER-E-NA!!!
Stew-O: This crowd is really getting behind Bennett right now as she gains control of this match once again!!
Flannery McCoy: It seems like every time Jalyn is able to find some sort of offense, it isn’t long until Serena finds a way to take control again.
Stew-O: Serena Bennett now charges at Jalyn Garcia in the corner! She leaps up.. MONKEY FLIP BY SERENA BENNETT!!!
Jake Mercer: NO!!! JALYN GARCIA SHOVES SERENA BENNETT OFF AS SHE LANDS BACK FIRST ONTO THE CANVAS OF THE RING!!!
Flannery McCoy: Serena Bennett slowly gets up onto her hands and knees then up to her feet.. BUT ITS JALYN GARCIA WHO CHARGES AT SERENA WITH ANOTHER RUNNING BICYCLE KNEE!!!
Stew-O: BUT NO!! SERENA DODGES THE KNEE STRIKE AS SHE’S BEHIND JALYN GARCIA!! Jalyn turns around.. AND HE’S MET BY THE TIP TOE PELE KICK BY SERENA BENNETT!!!! It sends him straight down to the canvas as the Universal Women’s Champion drops down for the cover!!!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
THHHHHHHHHHREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Surfin’ by Kid Cudi featuring Pharrell Williams hits, as the crowd erupts into cheers. She is handed her Universal Women’s Championship as the referee raises her arm in the air)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner… THE UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION!!! SERENA!!!! BENNETT!!!!!!!
Stew-O: What a victory by Serena Bennett! This was a great match that displayed how well she can control the pace of a match. Jalyn Garcia had a few openings, but Serena wouldn’t allow herself to get herself into too deep of a hole.
Flannery McCoy: And Jalyn isn’t a pushover either..
Jake Mercer: He’s 150lbs though.. The same weight as Xander Payne before he packed on 100lbs last month..
Flannery McCoy: Either way, all I’m saying is she proved to be that much better than one of the more promising Elitists on Dynasty’s roster.
(Serena Bennett is seen standing on the top turnbuckle celebrating in front of her fans before the screen fades to black)
(The final commercial break of the night is shown as Chris Elite talks about the increasing prices of getting a Uber and how it’s a bunch of bullshit especially for a 15 minute drive)
(Dynasty returns from the final commercial break of the evening, the broadcast feed opening back to the socially distanced performance center where all three members of War Games’ Team Dynasty are standing in the ring as “Value” by A$AP Ferg plays throughout the PA system. Sarah stands a comfortable distance away from DEDEDE and Impact, DEDEDE watching Sarah intently, still somewhat salty after the tag match earlier in the evening did not go as he initially planned. All three hold a microphone, still dressed in their ring-gear from their match earlier this evening.)
Stew-O: Ladies and gentlemen, it’s been hell on earth this evening on Dynasty, as it pretty much seems the Elitists from all three EAW locker rooms can hardly wait the couple of weeks left until Territorial Invasion before going at each other’s throats.
Jake Mercer: It’s evident that the tensions that’ve been building the past few weeks reached their peak tonight, I can hardly take another minute of it. Still #TeamDynasty, tho. As much fuckery can go on around here in the Impact Zone, I sure do love it when our Dynasty Elitists band together to pursue a common goal. :wow:
Flannery McCoy: Right now, we have Team Dynasty standing by in the ring–my understanding is that they plan to invite the other two War Games teams out here tonight! I’m sure they have a select few words for their competitions during their first face-to-face confrontation. 👁👄👁
Jake Mercer: Yes! Bring those weak ass muhfuckas out here, show them what tf we got going on here on the red brand. :dave:
(Impact signals for “Value” to come to a halt just as he raises a microphone to his mouth to speak. DEDEDE gives him an encouraging pat on the shoulder–Sarah is briefly shown scoffing and rolling her eyes before we cut back to Impact.)
Impact: Tell me something, Ryan.
Mr. DEDEDE: What’s going on, Karl?
Impact: Tell me what it is about these up-and-coming amateurs that makes them comfortable enough to tell themselves they stand a chance at out-performing us come Territorial Invasion–despite getting owned and outperformed by us each and every single time we do them the favor of stepping in a ring with them.
Mr. DEDEDE: I’ve been wondering the same myself, friend. 😞 I guess when you’re as high-status as we are, Imp, these misplaced, sniveling little fragmented versions of an “Elitist” cling onto whatever they can in order to advance their own career–you can’t get upset with them, Imp, it’s important to remember that these people…they need us. They’re lost without us.
Impact: I understand that side of things, certainly, yet I still find myself getting a tad worked up everytime I think about just how comedic and out of touch this “new generation” can be. Sierra and Harper experienced it for themselves just tonight, there is no good that comes from crossing a man like me, from trying to defy juggernauts like you and I.
Sarah Price: *ahem* Pardon me, Imp, if I may.
(Just as Sarah clears her throat, Impact turns his head in utter disgust and disbelief at being interrupted. She positions herself in the center of the ring, now standing in front of DEDEDE and Impact.)
Sarah Price: 😀 Sorry, grandpa. Didn’t mean to trigger you again. Can you hear me okay? Is the hearing aid on and functioning? I don’t want you to miss anything, and that means don’t doze off, either.
Impact: Hilarious, Sarah. This is precisely what I’m talking about. Everytime I hear you speak, I find myself struggling to make sense of your juvenile efforts to offend me, trying to understand why it is you have gotten away for so long with thinking that there’s a single thing you can say or do to me that will set me off. Does my opinion matter that much to you? Do you enjoy making me angry? Absolutely nothing you say ever matters, not to me, not to any of these people. You’re nothing but a flash in the pan, accept it now instead of begging for an ounce of relevancy everywhere you go. Remember it was me who told you that.
Sarah Price: And here we go, the unoriginal and overplayed argument: “Sarah Price doesn’t matter. Sarah Price is overrated. Sarah Price sucks.” I feel like I’m beating a dead horse here. I’m tired of correcting you both. Read my lips since you’re so hard of hearing, gramps: I’m GOING to bring Dynasty the victory and I am GOING to prove the both of you wrong, no matter how insistent you two have been that there’s no chance I can do this on my own. Even after I already showed you what I’m capable of by myself earlier this evening, you still have the nerve to tell me that I “don’t matter,” that I’m not good. If I need to do the same at TI, then I will. It’s that simple.
Impact: If you’re going to be putting anything in my mouth, Sarah, it better not be words. You got us all wrong, sweetheart. Nobody ever said you weren’t “good” at what you do. I’m just not afraid to tell you what your asskissers and fanboys can’t admit to themselves: you’re not the best. You’re not a leader. You damn sure ain’t a suitable choice for Team Captain. You can’t blame us for being less than enthusiastic about accepting YOU as OUR leader when we can both plainly see that your positioning on the poster is no more than a ceremonial nod and another ultimately futile attempt for the powers that be to usher in the next generation. I’ve stood at the helm of some of EAW’s strongest and most effective cohesive units ever. I have anchored tag teams and stables sprinkled with now members of the Hall of Fame. But I’M supposed to accept YOU as MY captain? Ridiculous.
Mr. DEDEDE: I’ve been telling you over and over and over again what your problem is, Sarah. Three weeks in, and you still don’t fucking listen. Typical millennial, can’t ever tell you little shits anything unless it’s about my preferred pronouns. You’re too shortsighted to appreciate the luxury of standing alongside master craftsmen such as Impact and myself–last week clearly indicated that, as I wasted much of my time and resources in an attempt to help you appreciate what you had in front of you. And as you’ve seen now on more than one occasion, we have no problem leaving you behind if you’re going to be so dead set on defying us, undermining our influence, and continuing to be so willfully ignorant in regards to the role you’re destined to play come War Games. I’m no longer going to be so willing to waste my breath over and over again.
Sarah Price: You know? When this team was formed, I expected to feel a lot better than I do right now. Instead, I’ve been subjected to some of the most mind-boggling and obnoxious experiences of my entire life. I’ve honestly heard your perspectives more times than I think I’ve ever cared to. So, yes, save your breath, DEDEDE, please don’t keep wasting my time. I don’t really care to hear more about just how important the two of you USED to be to this business. Face it, you two literally serve no purpose in today’s EAW. You’re awful role models, it’s impossible to market either one of you to anybody who’s young enough to be invested in wrestling. You need me to guide you to a win you desperately need more than what you claim openly, more than what you THINK. You two NEED to understand that I am Captain Price, Bravo Six, the Leader of the Task Force Dynasty, the undisputed Captain from the UK. And that’s not something only the two of you need to understand, but I think it’s about time our competitors grew to understand it as well.
Mr. DEDEDE: That’s cute, but this isn’t a fucking video game, Sarah. We aren’t in the middle of a Call of Duty campaign, we have actual work that needs to be accomplished–
Sarah Price: Um, cool, but I don’t think I was finished. 😀 So anyway, yeah. Since we have the time slot scheduled to invite our War Games opponents out to the ring so that we may come face to face for the first time ever tonight, I think it’s best you guys put the mick deasuring to a halt for now. Not like I could win anyway because I don’t have one of, um, those things. But okay, let’s bring ‘em out!
(DEDEDE and Impact mirror each other’s facial expressions just as Sarah chooses a corner of the ring for herself. “Scenario” by Pop Smoke begins to play throughout the PA system to a chorus of boos from the socially distanced audience. Malcolm Jones, Drake King, and Darcy May Morgan make their way to the ring, microphones already in hand while Drake is seen reprimanding the Dynasty audience, Darcy and Malcolm each doing their part to taunt the rival fans as well.)
Jake Mercer: BOOOOOOOOOOO!
Flannery McCoy: :skip: !! Jake, I thought you liked Drake King?
Jake Mercer: Not since he was drafted to the piss yellow brand and started working for the opps. :dave:
(It isn’t long before “Scenario” is replaced by “Break Free” by The New Low. The fans only continue their boos as Team Showdown makes their way out onto the stage. Jack Ripley, Xavier Williams, and Justin Windgate stand at the top of the ramp momentarily, watching Team Voltage take their position in the ring. They proceed down the ramp as the commentary team makes their observations.)
Flannery McCoy: Team Dynasty taking over one corner while Team Voltage gets comfortable on the opposite end of the ring–that might be the closest I’ve ever seen Sarah willingly stand next to her teammates.
Stew-O: Those three are going to have to get over their disdain for one another soon. They better–otherwise, I’m not so sure they’ll be able to bring home the win at Territorial Invasion.
Jake Mercer: :skip: !! BLASPHEMY, STEW! Team Dynasty all day, everyday! There should never be a doubt in your mind whether or not the SUPERIOR brand in EAW is going to win this year! Let’s go!
(Team Showdown finally gets in the ring, also having brought their own microphones. All nine Elitists look around the ring at each other just as “Break Free” dies down, the audience in the performance center still cheering as loud as a socially-distanced audience can.)
Sarah Price: I’m not going to lie, guys. I’ve been listening very closely these past few weeks–I’m Captain, so of course I’m going to pay attention–but what struck me as interesting is just how little you guys had to say about ME, despite my status as Captain. It’s kinda funny to me, actually. I came out the gate making it perfectly clear that I’m the competitor you need to keep a close eye on. I’m the woman who’s going to take this coveted opportunity and take my career to the next level after I topple each and every one of you, one by one–
Drake King: For crying out loud, wretch, why don’t you–
(As Drake began to speak, Sarah Price slowly turned her head towards him, making eye contact and locking eyes. The moment he caught her gaze, he froze like a deer in headlights, leaving his thought unfinished. His eyes suddenly widen and he drops the microphone onto the mat, slowly backing away into the turnbuckle corner beside Malcolm and Darcy. Sarah, confused, watches onward at Drake as he squirms against the ropes, reaching for Darcy to cover him, who refuses.)
Flannery McCoy: Uhh…guys, what happened to Drake? :lupe:
Jake Mercer: #PTSDAwarenessMonth was literally in June, Flannery! :skip: Where are your manners?! Clearly, he’s having a traumatic episode in the middle of the ring! I wonder what triggered him?
(Sarah Price, confusion now shaping into curiosity, begins to approach Drake’s corner of the ring. As she gets closer, he begins to frantically tug and pull at the arms of his Voltage Teammates, who are at a loss for what to do.)
Drake King: (off-mic) HER! NO! DON’T COME ANY CLOSER!
Malcolm Jones: (off-mic) Fuck’s wrong with you, B?
Darcy May Morgan: (off-mic) Wait a minute…Sarah? He’s afraid of Sarah?! :skip:
Stew-O: No…you can’t possibly mean to tell me that the vision of Sarah Price we saw at Pain for Pride…still has an effect on Drake King?!
(DEDEDE, Impact, Jack, Justin, and Xavier watch onward in amazement–DDD and Impact particularly impressed with what they’re witnessing, realizing now that they have an entirely new advantage which they could never have anticipated heading into War Games. A twisted smile begins to form across Sarah’s face once she realizes what’s happening. She continues her approach, forcing Drake to pull Malcolm Jones with all his might, successfully shielding himself as he ducks beneath the turnbuckle, causing Malcolm to drop his mic.)
Malcolm Jones: (off-mic) If you don’t get the fuck off me, son, I swear…
Sarah Price: Look at that, Malcolm! An entire third of your team rendered completely useless against me, the “most boring vanilla” c-word to have ever graced an EAW locker room, according to you. I only so much as have to flash a smile in his direction, and he loses what little is left of his mind post-Prophetic Visions–
Drake King: (yelling, off-mic) DO NOT SPEAK OF IT!
(Drake covers his ears with his hands and shuts his eyes, mumbling to himself as Darcy kneels down in an attempt to comfort him. Malcolm quickly grabs the microphone he dropped on the ground to address Sarah.)
Malcolm Jones: Look, sistopher, I don’t have the slightest idea what’s going on with Drake, but I can assure you, when it comes to TI, all three of us are on the same page. We gonna do whatever we have to do to walk out victorious, that’s just the kinda people we are. I would like to think Drake is still capable of being the same selfish, hungry competitor I always knew him to be. Shit, I’ll beat it out of him if I have to, fucking bozo, but there’s nothing that’s gonna stop us from getting this W. Not Vi–
Drake King: >.< !!!
Malcolm Jone: Not the “V” word. :mjgrin: Not Sarah Price. Not Justin Windgate. Not DEDEDE. And certainly not that miserable, fat fuck Impact–
Impact: Hi, Drake.
(Drake King, eyes still shut tight, is shown gripping onto Malcolm’s leg for comfort.)
Drake King: (off-mic) NO! I WON’T LOOK! YOU CAN’T MAKE ME!
Justin Windgate: :mjlol: :mjlol: :mjlol: !!!
Sarah Price: Oh, what’s so funny, Justin? Do share. Wait, I’m sorry, are you just giggling because you’re high or something? Is that it? I wonder how reliable of a teammate you really can be if you just sit around and do drugs all day long. You weren’t a sound choice by Xavier Wiliams at all, if you ask me, your captain only doomed Showdown by bringing you on board.
Justin Windgate: You better watch out, Sarah. You don’t want this smoke. And ain’t no way I’m about to lie down and allow anybody else but Team Showdown to get the W, you’re all gonna have to try harder than that. At least give me a good reason to believe any one of you has what it takes to come out on top other than “dOiNg WhAt YoU NeEd To Do.” Since day one, I’ve brought nothing but unmatched ferocity and adrenaline to the table, and since day one all you and everyone has seen from me is constant progression. Progression to the point that a Hall of Famer told me that I am undoubtedly a future world champion in this business. I’m destined to make a splash in that War Games structure and walk away with the win. And I have the perfect team to help me do it.
Jack Ripley: Don’t be so dim, Sarah. I assumed you were smarter than you initially let on. But perhaps I was wrong. I know what all the other teams have been saying up until this point. Xav is washed up, Justin is a flop, and I drop the ball, time and time again. Though I might still be chasing the holy grail of professional wrestling, that doesn’t mean that I can’t be an undeniable talent. That doesn’t mean I can’t make an impact, and crawl all the way back for another chance–THIS is that chance. And I’m going all the way with it–
Malcolm Jones: Not like you goin’ all the way with anyone else. :mjgrin:
Jack Ripley: I’ll ignore that. But the truth is that we’re the team that has exactly what it takes to get a victory. At this point, we’re a well-oiled machine in far better shape than any of you six could ever be. We SHOULD be considered the favorites going into War Games–a team made up of two people that have already won the match before who are now working together as allies, paired up with one of the hungriest individuals of all EAW. It’s been written in the stars. You guys have no other choice but to lose.
Xavier Williams: Get real for once, Sarah. Nevermind the way Impact and DEDEDE seem determined to watch you fail and would properly throw the match on purpose just to spite you–
Mr. DEDEDE: :notbad:
Impact: :oh:
Xavier Williams: :mjpls: But now we’ve learned that Drake is far too mentally unstable, he can’t even stand to breathe the same air as you, Sarah, and we’re supposed to believe that Voltage can pull this victory off? :mjlol: Fat chance. Look, collectively, Team Showdown is willing to put everything on the line to stand triumphant. I can’t say the same for either member of the Liquid Swordz, as both men are too far off in the deep end to swallow their pride and allow you a real opportunity to show them what you’re made of, Sarah. It’s wasted potential. As for Team Voltage, Malcolm, you’re doing a piss poor job of encouraging his team to see eye-to-eye, if I do say so myself. It’s no secret that neither you or Darcy can find yourselves capable of looking past Drake’s flaws–even though if he were in his right mind right now, I’m sure he would assure you he has none.
Drake King: :lupe:
Xavier Williams: None of you want this win as badly as I know I do, as I know Showdown does. Hell, Malcolm Jones picking YOU, Darcy, was all the proof I needed that he had every intention of throwing this entire match down the drain.
Darcy May Morgan: 🙄 Have you always been this fucking daft? It’s hilarious to know that Justin seems to think YOU’RE the expert on what qualities make up a future world champion, but you’re choosing to ignore the most OBVIOUS reason to accept that I’m on my way to becoming the face of this industry…
(Darcy slowly raises her Cash In The Vault briefcase in the air, smiling as the socially distanced crowd gives her a pop.)
Darcy May Morgan: Allow me to be the one to tell you in case it isn’t clear: I am fucking good at what I do. That’s exactly why I was chosen to be a member of Team Voltage. Not just because I know how to talk when it comes to the microphone. Not because I know how to piss off my opponents in a way that puts on an instant classic in the ring. I was picked because I can get in that ring and look good, but also perform to a standard that no one else has seen before. I am more than a pretty face with a mouthpiece. I am an athlete. I am a well-rounded masterpiece. A match like this was made for a woman like me.
(There is a halt in conversation just before DEDEDE takes a few steps forward, raising the microphone to his lips.)
Mr. DEDEDE: Look at yourselves. No, really. Look closely. You’ll see that none of you have what it takes to walk out of here with a win, I know that for a fact. None of you have the drive, the stability, the resilience. Because resilience comes from lived experience and how you choose to build your life. None of you have what I have. What Impact has. And that was the discipline to establish ourselves as the greatest Elitists this company will ever see, starting from the ground and building upwards. We have both long exceeded the expectations laid out before us, have long gone further than anyone could have foreseen. And we are STILL hungry. There is nobody more resilient than he or I, nobody more passionate, nobody more talented, nobody more capable of securing a victory in a high-profile match such as War Games. And that’s why you’re all so desperate to try your hardest to prove yourselves to me–it stems from self-hatred. This includes feelings of inferiority, low self-esteem, feelings of powerlessness, depressive tendencies, defeatism, guilt. You’re all victims to it. Deep down, you know you’re all failures, that you will never come close to becoming the man that I am. And that’s exactly why all seven of you are nothing more than slaves to me. Cheap labor if that suits you better. There isn’t a civilization on Earth that was built without cheap labor. Sumerians, Egyptians, Babylonians, Romans, Chinese, Persians, the Greeks, Eastern Indians, Aztecs, Brazilians, Canadians, Japanese, Koreans, Celts, Mongolians, the Maori, Western feudalism had serfs and peasants, all of which were exploited to build the civilizations that exist today. I have no problem with exploiting all of your efforts, draining you of your passion and your enthusiasm one by one to remind you all, yet again, that I AM civilization. I AM the fucking framework for this business, the template all of you which to follow, the reason why all of you share the common goal of success and status in this industry. That’s Gawd. You all seem to forget who it is that placed the foundation for each and every one of you to succeed in this business and if I chose to, I could wipe you all out, just like that–starting first with all the fucking hysterial snowflakes in this business, like YOU, Darcy, you fucking stubborn cunt. I really do miss the days when you bitches didn’t care about becoming “athletes” so much as you did taking pride in being armcandy. Women like you disgust me, and I’m not even talking about your skin condition that kills your chances of ever being a desirable option for a man looking to reproduce–
Jake Mercer: :damn: !! DARCY MAY MORGAN WITH A SLAP TO THE FACE OF THE EAW CHAIRMAN!
(The socially-distanced crowd absolutely goes nuts over watching Darcy step up to the chairman and slap the taste right out his filthy, misogynistic mouth. All eight (8) other War Games competitors turn to Mr. DEDEDE in anticipation for his next move, sure to be a big one. Mr. DEDEDE grabs hold of his cheek momentarily and lets out a slight chuckle just before charging straight at Darcy with a–)
Flannery McCoy: A SPEAR! SPEAR FROM THE CHAIRMAN–
Stew-O: NO! DARCY THROWS THE CASH IN THE VAULT BRIEFCASE DIRECTLY AT DEDEDE’S FACE! SHE GOT HIM RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES! And he falls backwards into the arms of–
Jake Mercer: XAVIER WILLIAMS CAUGHT THE CHAIRMAN WITH THE END OF HEARTACHE! THE JUMPING REVERSE BULLDOG! The Hall of Famer taking FULL advantage of the opportunity laid in front of him–and now, everybody in the middle of the ring, waiting for the next move by Xav, backed by his Showdown teammates–Sarah Price flashes a sweet smile at Drake King and he–HE DARTS OUT OF THE RING IN TERROR AND CRAWLS UNDERNEATH THE APRON!
Flannery McCoy: MEANWHILE, IMPACT GOES TO CHECK ON HIS PARTNER–BUT XAVIER AND JUSTIN GRAB IMPACT BY THE ARMS! THEY BRING IMPACT DOWN TO HIS KNEES–YOU’LL FLOAT, TOO! JACK RIPLEY WITH THE SUPERKICK TO IMPACT! :damn: :damn: :damn: THIS IS MADNESS!
Stew-O: BUT WAIT A MINUTE! SARAH PRICE FROM BEHIND–SARAH HAS CAUGHT RIPLEY IN A SLEEPERHOLD–TALK TO YOU NEVER! DARCY MAY MORGAN WITH A KNOCKOUT PUNCH STRAIGHT TO JUSTIN WINDGATE–AND SHE FOLLOWS UP WITH BICYCLE KICK TO XAVIER WILLIAMS! BOTH MEN ROLL OUT OF THE RING!
Jake Mercer: Jack Ripley, his teammates nowhere to be found now, down on his knees, Sarah is wearing Jack Ripley out with that sleeperhold! Her feet now touch the floor, Jack bent completely over–WHAT THE HELL?! SHAKE THE ROOM! MALCOLM JONES WITH A CANADIAN DESTROYER TO RIPLEY, PRACTICALLY OUTTA NOWHERE! :krabs:
Flannery McCoy: LKSADJFK;SJJF! DEDEDE IS UP–AND HE GRABS HOLD OF MALCOLM JONES, WHO DIDN’T SEE HIM COMING FROM BEHIND–GRAND SLAM! GRAND SLAM! DEDEDE PLANTING MALCOLM JONES FLAT ON THE MAT! Malcolm rolling underneath the bottom rope as Sarah puts herself in position–
Stew-O: :damn: !!! SARAH PRICE WITH A BITTERSWEET ENDING TO DARCY MAY MORGAN, I DON’T BELIEVE IT! THE SUPERKICK STRAIGHT TO THE JAW TO MS. CASH IN THE VAULT, WHO APPEARS TO BE OUT COLD! And Sarah, using her boot, forces both Darcy and the Cash in the Vault briefcase out of the ring and to the outside!
(The feed cuts between various camera angles showing the status of each War Games competitor–Malcom Jones and Darcy May Morgan are leaning against the barricade, yelling at one another about the whereabouts of Drake King. Xavier Williams and Justin Windgate are hoisting Jack Ripley up off of his feet on the otherside. Impact, DEDEDE, and Sarah Price stand together at the center of the ring, worn out and still a little shaken up. The performance center audience cheers for the members of the Red Brand’s team.)
Jake Mercer: Team Dynasty standing TALL as both Team Showdown and Team Voltage are left scattered on the outside of the ring here in the IMPACT ZONE! Could we be looking at a spoiler for the Territorial Invasion Main Event?! 👀
(Impact, staring onward at Sarah, slowly nods his head in approval as DEDEDE extends his arm, looking to pull Sarah in for a celebratory arm-raise. DEDEDE jerks his head, encouraging her to accept the friendly gesture. After a pause, she instead turns on her heels and exits the ring, slowly walking up the ramp just as “Land of the Innocent” by Feathers starts to play, the audience continuing to cheer.)
Flannery McCoy: :wow: I’m at a loss for words here, lads. I’m not ready to address Sarah turning her back on her War Games Teammates yet, as I’m still trying to recover from the clash we just witnessed here in-ring!
Stew-O: If one thing’s for certain, Flan, it’s that this year’s War Games is going to be an absolute bloodbath, a slobberknocker, a massacre! I’m not sure that a cage will be enough to contain the frenzy that’s going to take place come Territorial Invasion. It’s clear that these competitors can’t wait a moment longer for an opportunity to go at it with each other!
Jake Mercer: Absolutely, Stew. It’s easy to tell that these folks are fully prepared to give it everything they got–even more so now that we saw Team Dynasty standing tall tonight over BOTH of their opposing teams! No doubt Showdown and Voltage are going to want to recover from this.
Flannery McCoy: Speaking of recoveries…do you guys think it’s possible for Team Dynasty to recover from all they’ve put each other through these past few weeks? :lupe:
Jake Mercer: All I know is that Sarah Price made a very clear, bolded statement here tonight: weeks ago, she told us she never needed Imp or DDD in her corner to give her anything. Refusal to accept the slight peace offering from the chairman lets us all know that still rings true for her, even at a time like this. Sarah Price will carry Dynasty on her own if she has to–hopefully it won’t ever have to come to that. :lupe:
Stew-O: To think we still have Showdown and Voltage to get through this weekend! :ohlawd: I can’t wait to see the aftermath of this evening’s events! For Jake Mercer and Flannery McCoy, I’m Stew-O! Goodnight everyone!
(Dynasty’s broadcast gives the viewing audience one last shot of each team: Team Showdown has gathered themselves and are slowly making their way around the ring, eyeing the two members of Team Voltage, Malcolm and Darcy, each holding a sore body part as they shake their heads down at Drake King, who has finally crawled out from under the ring. Impact and DEDEDE parlay with one another against the ring ropes, facing the stage as Sarah Price stands proudly at the top of the ramp, wiping a bloodied lip before she turns and makes her way to the back.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
