(EAW intro plays…)
(Friday Night Dynasty intro plays. A live shot of the arena is shown. Pyro goes off and the shot goes to commentary.)
Stew-O: Welcome everyone to Friday Night Dynasty! I am Stew-O, and as always I am joined by Jake Mercer and Flannery McCoy. We are now officially two weeks away from Operation: Doomsday!
Jake Mercer: Definitely a pivotal upcoming show for us as after that, the road toward Pain for Pride will officially kick off. This marquee event could very well get some puzzle pieces going and define some paths toward the end of the season already.
Flannery McCoy: It could: including the state of the World Heavyweight Championship scene!
(Friday Night Dynasty transitions over from the commentary desk to show another pan-around shot of the SunBet Arena, and after some time, the sounds of ‘Apostle’s Warning’ by Mobb Deep begin to blare through the speakers. The crowd erupts into a loud reaction as the camera goes over to the stage, revealing Michael Machina as he makes his way out from the backstage area. The World Heavyweight Champion has his title over his shoulder, taking a moment to take a brief look around, before then beginning to make his way down the ramp and toward the ring.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome… the EAW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!!!!!!!!!! ‘THE NEW LEGEND’… MICHAEL MACHINA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Last week, Michael Machina found out who he would be facing at Operation: Doomsday while five Elitists battled it out in a World Heavyweight Championship Contendership Iron Survivor. It would be none other than Kassidy Heart, who made it known in a fiery exchange that she’s going to flip the script on the entirety of his title run so far.
Flannery McCoy: The story has been told so many times before. We know how dominant Machina has been, but I think we can all agree that he has NEVER seen a challenger like Kassidy Heart. We know how big a match that this is for a Marquee Event like Operation: Doomsday, but if there’s one thing that we also know, Machina is ready for it.
Jake Mercer: He’s always ready for it! This is that DAWG! Pound for pound, the GREATEST Elitist that Friday Night Dynasty has ever seen! He can’t be stopped if God himself came down and tried to pry that World Heavyweight Championship away from him!
(Machina makes his way up the steps and onto the apron as he enters through the ropes and into the ring. He makes his way over and takes a microphone from the ringside area while ‘Apostle’s Warning’ then begins to come to a close. As he heads toward the center of the ring, he takes a moment before beginning to speak.)
Michael Machina: Needless to say, these past couple of weeks have been quite busy for me. Seems to be every person on this brand wants a piece of me and this title, and I expected nothing less. This target on my back is one that apparently can be seen from this ring to the damn locker room, and you know what? I wouldn’t have it any other way. The difference between a lot of the people gunning for the World Heavyweight Championship and me is that I know how good I am. I don’t need to sit here and whisper sweet nothings to myself to make myself feel better. I consistently come out to this ring every single night and knock it out of the park, yet despite that, I still have detractors who think they know my career better than me.
(Machina begins to pace around the ring, a chuckle escaping his mouth as he continues.)
Michael Machina: The Kassidy Hearts of the world who think that they’re owed something simply because they took some time off. Who come back expecting the world at the palm of their hands. Let me be upfront with you right now, I don’t blame that mentality; what I do have a problem with is how it makes her see other people. This holier-than-thou standpoint, where she thinks, despite everything that has happened, she is still head and shoulders above everyone else. Well, Kass, I truly do hate to break it to you, but the time for that has long passed. The fact of the matter is that you WISH there was a time when you’d walk out to this ring, and me, even with this title around my waist, would’ve gotten on my hands and knees, begging you for mercy. But that’s not the case, and the truth is that will never be the case, because I know something that so many of the other people you’ve faced apparently didn’t know.
(Machina rears his head and looks toward the hard camera.)
Michael Machina: That I can beat you.
(The crowd erupts into resounding cheers as Machina nods his head, slowly beginning to back up toward the center of the ring.)
Michael Machina: Out of everything that has happened, that is the ONE certainty in my mind. I know that I can beat you, and I don’t need to stand here and try to reason for you in order to make sure that you understand. I KNOW that you won’t understand. The only thing that I have to do is let the results speak for themself inside that ring. I know the lengths that you are willing to go to, and I know this might very well be the biggest challenge that I’ve faced since winning this title, as many people have tried to tell me. But just know that I’m willing to go to the lengths myself, I HAVE gone to those lengths myself. I’ve spent over a year now setting myself apart from the rest of the pack, creating a career in that time that many people would’ve been grateful to have done when their time has elapsed. As I acknowledge your starpower, what you need to do if you even want to consider walking out of Operation: Doomsday on your own two feet is acknowledge mine. Or else it’s gonna be one hell of a night for you.
(Machina then turns toward the stage, focusing his entire attention on it.)
Michael Machina: Now with that in mind, come out here and tell me what you think about that.
(The crowd erupts into thunderous applause, and it’s not long before they get what they want, either, as the sounds of ‘Partition (Smearcase Trap Remix)’ by Beyonce begin to blast through the speakers. The camera immediately goes over as Kassidy Heart is seen storming out from the backstage area, a deadly serious expression on her face. She doesn’t waste anytime with the theatrics, immediately beginning to make her way down the ramp and to the ring.)
Stew-O: Well, I figured it was only a matter of time anyway. Kassidy Heart is coming out here with a purpose, as Michael Machina has certainly had some choice words for her from the moment that this match was made official, and we know that Kassidy has never been one to back down from that in her career.
Flannery McCoy: In fact, I think that this is something that she welcomes with open arms. The challenge, people trying to drag her name through the mud, is a situation that she thrives in. Perhaps this is why the only reality that she can see in her mind is one where she walks out with the World Heavyweight Championship around her waist.
Jake Mercer: What a mean individual. :mjcry: That being said, if there is anyone that’d be able to make history at that level, it’d certainly be Kassidy Heart, credit where credit is due.
(Kassidy immediately rolls herself into the ring and makes her way over, snatching a microphone from the ringside area while ‘Partition (Smearcase Trap Remix)’ begins to come to a close. As she turns around and approaches Machina, she takes a moment before glaring at him and beginning to speak.)
Kassidy Heart: I’m sure you already know this. But the last thing you EVER want to do is make an enemy out of Kassidy Heart.
(Kassidy has a deadly serious expression on his face, Machina has his hands on his hips, nodding his head in amusement.)
Kassidy Heart: You think it’s funny now, but after Operation: Doomsday, you’re not going to have anything to laugh about. So what we’re NOT going to do is try to insult my intelligence by acting like I am anything less than the standard for what this company should be building toward. Every single Champion in this company, including you, should be looking at me with envy because I am everything that they want to be for this place. But the reality is that they can’t, because if any of them went through even a FRACTION of what I have gone through in the eight years that I have been here, then they wouldn’t be able to fucking handle it, simply put. They would’ve walked out the door like so many of my other contemporaries, and you don’t need to act like the exception to that, Machina, because nobody believes you.
(Kassidy begins to pace around, eyeing Machina as she continues to speak.)
Kassidy Heart: So I’m not going to beat around the bush here. It fills me with an insatiable anger to know that everyone in that Iron Survivor match is preparing to face you. Two weeks ago, Rex McAllister came out and shook your hand because if he won, he expected to have to face YOU to reach what is an unlikely fucking goal for him to become a two-time World Heavyweight Champion. Drake King laid you out with the intention of making it known that he was righting his wrongs and taking the title from YOU. The narrative surrounding this match is that I’m just another feather in your cap while you coast all the way to Pain For Pride, and I’m going to break it to you right now, that’s not going to be the case.
(Kassidy pauses, shifting her entire body toward the Champion before pointing a finger.)
Kassidy Heart: I want you to know right now that, as content you are with the status of your career at the moment, spouting that New Legend bullshit and stomping over every cunt who tries to endanger you and your title reign, you need to beat me. This is not you giving me anything. 1) I never asked for anything out of you; I fucking demanded it. 2) This is me giving YOU something. Beating Kassidy Heart is the greatest fucking accomplishment that you could ever have in your career, so much so that the likes of Minerva, The British Invasion, Donovan Duke, TLA, and so many more still mention to this day the honor that they had to keep my shoulders on the mat for three. Yeah, I keep receipts. 😉 But just because that’s the case doesn’t mean that it’s going to get handed to you on a silver platter, absolutely fucking not. In fact, it’s not going to get handed to you at all, because I’m not giving you that luxury.
(Kassidy steps forward, getting closer to Machina.)
Kassidy Heart: The day that I lose to Michael Machina is the day the world goes mad. Truthfully, I never anticipated a loss to you from the moment we first crossed paths to now. Arrogant? Maybe. But I’ve earned that arrogance. Can you say the same for yourself? Probably not. Because that’s a high fucking bar to reach, and not even you, with all your self-endowed holiness, can say that for yourself.
(The crowd reacts loudly to this as Machina chuckles to himself, crossing his arms for a brief moment before looking to respond.)
Michael Machina: That’s the disconnect that we seem to have, Kassidy. You think that this win is inevitable. But it’s not. In any other situation, the person across the ring from you would’ve been fresh meat, something that you could sink your teeth into. And maybe a year and a half back, that would’ve been the case, when you and your decrepit husband made a mockery of me by making out in the middle of the ring at my expense. But I tend to handle these situations as they come, and as I did with Gawd, I certainly anticipate the Mauler being next. And do you know why? Because you’re old news.
(The crowd oohs at this; meanwhile, Kassidy doesn’t react, not even blinking.)
Michael Machina: The moment I arrived at Dynasty, I said that we were going to kill complacency. The old relics of the past no longer mattered, and with every single Marquee Event that has passed, I have successfully put them down. I have not lost a Marquee Event this season, and quite frankly, I don’t remember the last time I lost in general. See, I can stand here and acknowledge the threat that is standing in my way, but what I’m trying to get into your head is that you need to acknowledge me as well. You need to take those rose-tinted glasses off, enamored by the thought of finally being able to return to this company after 13 months, and you need to snap back to reality because reality is what makes winners.
(Machina pats his title over his shoulder, taking a moment before continuing.)
Michael Machina: There is a world where you beat me, but quite frankly, this is not that world. For as much shit as you talk, it’s as much shit as I back up in this ring. Beyond a win against Holly Arrow, we do not know if you actually have what it takes to beat me, and perhaps that’s the one thing that is underlying deep within you. You would never admit that out loud, of course not, but you can’t deny to me that it’s a thought in your head. All this time, the only thing that I’ve heard you say is that I need to prove to you that I’m able to beat you. But that has never been the case. What I think you need to prove is that you are able to beat me. And right now, I don’t even think you can warrant that.
(The crowd reacts loudly as Kassidy continues to stare a hole into him, not wasting anytime as she begins to speak.)
Kassidy Heart: If there’s one thing that hasn’t changed, you’re really as fucking stupid as I remember. You wish that thoughts like that existed in my mind, that the great Kassidy Heart was doubting herself and her abilities. But the reality is that it has never even come close to crossing my mind. You know why? Because if there’s one thing that I have shown, it’s that no matter how much time passes, no matter how much time I’m gone for, and no matter how much time I give people like you to get a headstart and try and outpace me, there will never come a time in this company’s existence as long as I am physically able that ANYONE will be better than me.
(Kassidy pauses for a moment, letting her words sink in, before continuing.)
Kassidy Heart: I am not trying to discredit you. When did I ever say I was doing that? In fact, I am giving you credit; I am actively acknowledging that you are great. BUT, no matter how GREAT you are, even if it is “mIcHAEl maChiNa GrEAT” 🙄, the bar is just that high, and until we can actually reach that point of acceptance, we cannot have a proper conversation with ourselves. I am giving you more than I would give anyone else by even giving you the time of day. Do you even deserve that? But that doesn’t mean that you have a sliver of a chance compared to any other cunt who decides to step up to me. So I guess we have to clear the air again.
(Kassidy pops her neck as she steps forward.)
Kassidy Heart: When I returned to EAW at King of Elite, I mentioned how the last time you saw me was on my back at The British Invasion’s expense. I told everyone then and there that I would never let that happen again. Nobody will EVER get the better of Kassidy Heart again, because as much as you try, there is only one.
(The crowd reacts loudly to this, and Machina has to pause for a moment to think about what he’s going to say next. As it comes to him, the only thing that he can do is smirk as he raises his microphone and begins to speak.)
Michael Machina: There may only be one Kassidy Heart. Sure, I’ll give you that. But when it’s all said and done and the art of professional wrestling is six feet under… let it be known that there’ll only be one Michael Machina.
(Machina steps forward, getting closer to Kassidy as he leans toward her ear.)
Michael Machina: Test me not.
(The crowd gasps as Machina drops his microphone down to the ground and immediately storms out of the ring without a second glance. ‘Apostle’s Warning’ begins to play up as the camera focuses on Kassidy Heart, who hasn’t moved an inch since he spoke, closing her eyes very briefly and composing herself, before rearing her head to watch the Champion as he made his way up the ramp.)
Jake Mercer: WOW! I’m surprised Kassidy didn’t go for him right then and there!
Stew-O: That’s the thing, Jake, I think she KNOWS that Michael Machina has just made the biggest fucking mistake of his life. But judging by it, she’s going to let him find out for himself.
Flannery McCoy: Even if that is the case, I doubt that Machina even cares! He said it from the get-go, he’s ready for what could be the biggest challenge of his career. I don’t think for a second that he thinks he made a mistake poking the bear. But things have certainly escalated since their first interaction last week. This is definitely going to be a firefight.
(The last shot seen is Machina on the ramp, taking his World Heavyweight Championship and raising it high into the air as he gets a loud reaction from the crowd. Kassidy is leaning against the ropes, staring a hole into the Champion, as it’s the very last shot seen before Friday Night Dynasty begins to fade to elsewhere.)
(A commercial plays for Operation: Doomsday.)
(When Dynasty returns from break, ‘ULTRA INSTINCT THEME’ by Carameii is already playing as BRAE is standing at ringside with the Interwire Championship in hand. A ringside official points to the chair next to commentary set up for him, but he opts not to sit and rather wait on the participants in the match to show up.)
(‘Psycho’ by That’s Outrageous! hits the speakers and Effy McAvoy hops over the barricade. She immediately locks eyes with BRAE who’s standing at ringside, and she slowly walks up to him. Effy is ready to say some words to BRAE, but Ahren Fournier makes his way down the ring and backs her off, advising her to focus on the match instead.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, accompanied by Ahren Fournier, weighing in at 125 pounds, Watch Hill, Rhode Island, she is “THE OMEN”, EFFFYYY! MCCAVVOOOYYYYY!!!
(‘Judas’ by Lady Gaga is next to start booming throughout the arena, and Holly Arrow makes her way out, nodding her head. She tags a couple of fans on her way down the ramp, and then she proceeds to run up the steps and enter the ring. Holly looks at Effy for a moment, before removing her entrance gear and throwing it over the top.)
Stephie Love: Her opponent, from Liverpool, England, weighing in at 149 pounds, she is “THE LODESTAR” HOOOLLLLLYYYYY!! ARRRROOOOWWWWW!!!
(DING DING DING!)
Stew-O: Effy rolls her wrist as she shuffles around the ring, reaching out for Holly. The two engage in a collar & elbow tie-up, then Holly scoops her up for a mat return, but McAvoy lands back onto her feet! She spins through, throwing Holly overhead with an armdrag! She rises and Effy dropkicks her! Holly rolls through and falls into the turnbuckles. Effy rises and runs in with a forearm, and Holly stumbles out. Effy comes off the ropes, but Holly catches her off guard with a big boot that catches her across the jaw!
Jake Mercer: She pulls Effy up and sends a knee to the body, and then throws her into the turnbuckles. Arrow charges in, but McAvoy raises the boots! Holly stumbles off as a result, and then Effy runs in with a flying crossbody in mind—only to be caught by Holly! She swings her around and throws her overhead with a fallaway slam! Arrow kips up, turning and calling Effy up to her feet. She falls into the turnbuckles, and Holly runs in with a corner shoulder tackle to the body!
Flannery McCoy: Holly takes the wrist of McAvoy and sends her across the ring with an irish whip. Arrow comes in for a corner clothesline, but Effy ducks under! She steps up to the knee and nails her with a knee to the side of the head! Arrow is caught off guard, and Effy then snags a hold of her head, running to the center of the ring with a bulldog!
Stew-O: Holly holds the top of her head and Effy rolls her over. She mounts her, throwing repeated forearms to the top of the head. Arrow pushes her off, rolling away. She takes the ropes and slowly rises. but Effy charges after! Holly sees this coming and she quickly throws her over the top rope to the apron.
Jake Mercer: Arrow tries a boot to McAvoy, but she moves out of the way and Holly’s boot gets stuck through the middle rope. Effy takes her ankle and she spins into a dragon screw legwhip over the ropes! Holly falls back, holding at her ankle in pain! Effy takes the ropes and she begins to climb up to the top rope. She points down to Arrow, diving off the top with a senton to the ankle!
Flannery McCoy: Holly sits up, holding at her ankle in pain! Effy takes the ankle and she starts to roll her over into a half crab—no! Holly sends a boot to the jaw! Another boot! And Arrow shoves Effy away! McAvoy skids across the canvas and rises to her feet. Holly stands up, charging into a corner shoulder tackle—Effy moves and sends Arrow shoulder-first into the ring post!
Stew-O: Arrow bounces off, holding at her shoulder. Effy grabs her from behind and pulls her down into a rollup, hooking the legs!
OOONNNNEEEEE!!!
TW—
Jake Mercer: Quick kickout! Effy rises up and twirls underneath Holly, lifting her up. Holly sends an elbow and drops down. She performs a standing switch and tosses Arrow with a german suplex! Holly rolls away, holding her head. She takes the ropes and uses them to rise. Holly rises and she runs into a corner clothesline—only for Effy to move out of the way for the second time in a row! She grabs the waist of Arrow, trying for another german…
Stew-O: Holly spins out and shoves Effy into the corner, chest-first! Effy winces, and this time, Holly gets the corner clothesline as it connects with the back of the head! McAvoy wobbles out of the corner and Holly hoists her up over her shoulder, slamming her down with a spinebuster in the center of the ring! Holly hooks the legs!
OOONNNNEEEEE!!!
TW—
Flannery McCoy: Kick out from McAvoy! Holly rises and pulls Effy up. She batters her with a forearm, and Effy nearly falls over. Holly throws another one, and Effy falls into the ropes. Holly then lifts her up, but Effy floats over and wraps her hands around her chin. She brings her down with a vicious backbreaker! Arrow stumbles up and Effy turns her around, grabbing the head and lifting her up—Holly stalls it!
Jake Mercer: She lifts Effy up in the air, but Effy drops down and brings her down with a jawbreaker! Holly stumbles backwards, and she swings a forearm but Effy captures the arm and ducks underneath. She applies a hammerlock, and then wraps Holly’s arm around the back of her head… and she transitions into a beautiful hammerlock back suplex!
Stew-O: Effy rolls Holly over and she transitions to a fujiwara armbar, wrenching on the arm! Arrow screams out in agony, reaching for the ropes, but they’re very far away! Effy is doing a great job at grinding Holly down and forcing her to work, but she won’t stay entirely out of it! She slaps her hand on the mat, starting to push herself back up…
Flannery McCoy: Only for Effy to send an uppercut-like shot to the bicep! She tries to work her back down, but Holly throws an elbow with the good arm! She throws another elbow, and then rams McAvoy into the turnbuckles! Holly grabs her by the hair and throws her into the ropes, scooping her up for a back body drop!
Jake Mercer: Arrow is feeling it now; and she kicks Effy in the gut. She grabs the head and lifts her, but that arm gives out! McAvoy drops down and spins around for a tiger suplex, only for Arrow to fight the grip like her life depends on it! Effy tries again, but Holly springs free! She hooks Effy up with one arm and lifts her for a big sidewalk slam! Cover from Arrow!
OOONNNNNEEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOOO!!!
Stew-O: Effy kicks out! BRAE likes what he sees at ringside. He’s not just focusing on McAvoy’s offense, but also her ability to handle adversity. Holly drags her up and turns her around. She slowly lifts her up in an electric chair, but McAvoy starts throwing punches to the top of the head! Effy with nonstop punches! Holly is struggling to take her down, but Effy keeps going! Holly stumbles back, and Effy tightly crosses her legs around the head of Arrow!
Jake Mercer: POISON RANA FROM MCAVOY! WHAT A COUNTER! Arrow just got spoiled on the top of her head! She clutches her head in pain, and Effy stumbles up. She falls into the turnbuckles, seeing Holly begin to make her way up to her fours… She runs in for the kill!
Flannery McCoy: ‘STORYBOOK ENDING’ NO! HOLLY BARELY ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! Effy stomps the canvas, but Arrow is still slow to get up! Effy turns around and goes to pick her up—wait!
Stew-O: Arrow scoops her up with one arm and slams her down onto the canvas with a DEATH VALLEY DRIVER! Holly is still feeling the effects of that rana on the top of her head and she can’t even get to the cover with urgency! Effy rolls onto her stomach, and now Holly may very well have no choice but to start all over.
Jake Mercer: I don’t think so! Holly slaps the mat repeatedly, calling on the fans! Effy slowly rolls over and groggily rises up to her knees… ‘LODESTAR RISING!’ THE AXE KICK FROM ARROW BRINGS EFFY DOWN! She didn’t need to use her arms there! Holly slowly rolls Effy over for the cover!
OOONNNNNEEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOOO!!!
TTTTHHH—
Stew-O: Kick out from McAvoy! Once again, she has the attention of the Interwire Champion, BRAE! Holly rises and pulls Effy up to her feet… but she falls right back down! Effy wraps her arms around the ankles of Arrow, but she slaps her hands away. Holly drags Effy right back up…
Jake Mercer: BUT MCAVOY WITH A DROP TOE HOLD! She grabs the arm and wraps it between her legs, transitioning to a crossface! A little weak, but Effy is expending all she’s got to try and force Arrow into submission! Holly yells out in pain, but she won’t tap out just yet! Effy wrenches on the face…
Flannery McCoy: Only for Arrow to roll over and press her shoulder to the mat! She’s got the cover!
OOONNNNNEEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOOO!!!
Stew-O: KICK OUT! Both rise to their feet in time, and Effy swings for Arrow! She ducks under and grabs the waist, trying for a german suplex, but Effy slaps the hands down! She swings a back kick to the body, and transitions into a roundhouse kick that brings Holly down onto her face! McAvoy staggers back, falling against the ropes. She sees Arrow trying to rise and sends a kick to the body!
Flannery McCoy: Effy pulls Holly up and she sends repeated forearms to the side of the head! Arrow nearly falls over, and she backs up! Effy tries to run into a knee, but Holly bypasses it! Effy turns around!
Jake Mercer: ROLLING ELBOW FROM ARROW!
Stew-O: NO! ‘CALL TO ARMS’ BY MCAVOY! SHE TRANSITIONS INTO A CROSS ARMBREAKER! Been setting up for that one all night, and Effy pulls back on the arm! Arrow cries out in pain, and Effy just keeps wrenching on Holly’s arm! She reaches around, but to no avail! Effy is gonna rip that damn thing off!
Jake Mercer: She tries her hardest to get free, but McAvoy is just pulling as tight as she possibly can! Arrow reaches for the hands, but she can’t reach them! She may have no choice but to tap out here! Effy has her hands tightly wrapped around the wrist of Arrow, as she begins to bridge backwards…
Flannery McCoy: But Holly gets a hand under the ankle of McAvoy! She begins to twist to the side, and she rolls her up! Holly hangs on to Effy, and she deadlifts her off of the canvas… POWERBOMB FROM ARROW! EFFY IS OUT OF IT!
BRAE: (off-mic) Come on Effy, is that all?!
Stew-O: McAvoy is still stirring on the mat, while Holly makes her way up! She slowly stalks Effy up to her feet… ‘VICTORIA!’ THE POP-UP KNEE STRIKE BRINGS EFFY DOWN! Holly staggers backwards, and she wants to put an end to this match now!
Jake Mercer: Does she have enough power in her arm to do it, though?! Holly drags Effy back up. Single underhook lift, as she heaves her up for ‘Psisonic Crossbow’ — NO! HOLLY’S ARM GIVES OUT ON HER! EFFY DROPS DOWN! She takes the arm and twirls underneath Holly, taking the back and then hooking her wrist!
Flannery McCoy: She ripcords her out! ‘THE CLIMAX!’ KNEE TO THE JAW FLOORS ARROW! AND EFFY COULD GO FOR THE PIN… but what’s she doing?! Holly is that way! Why are you walking away?!
Stew-O: I understand it now, she’s walking towards BRAE at ringside!
Effy McAvoy: (off-mic) “Is that all?” Really? I think you know what I’m capable of, champ.
BRAE: (off-mic) Show me then!
Effy McAvoy: (off-mic) No problem—just stay there and keep your mouth shut. This isn’t about you!
BRAE: (off-mic) I’m not obstructing you whatsoever. It’s up to you to FOCUS.
Jake Mercer: Effy waves BRAE off and she turns around to pull Holly up to her feet. Effy runs the ropes, and she swings in for ‘PROTECT YOUR NECK!’ CLOTHESLINE FROM HELL—NO! HOLLY CAPTURES THE ARM AND SPINS HER OUT!
Flannery McCoy: ‘PSISONIC CROSSBOW!’ SHE GAVE HOLLY TOO MUCH TIME TO RECOVER! Arrow rolls over, clutching the bad arm as she makes the cover!
OOONNNNNEEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOOO!!!
TTTTHHHRRREEEEEEEE!!!
(DING DING DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner of this match, HOLLLYYYYY!!! ARRRROOOOWWWWW!!!
(Holly rolls off of Effy, kneeling up. She nods her head profusely, and the referee helps her up. He takes the good arm and raises it up high. BRAE folds his arms, shaking his head at Effy’s outburst and he backs away from the ring.)
Stew-O: Holly gets it done in a very competitive matchup between herself and McAvoy! It looked like Effy was getting closer to victory, but she completely lost it when she decided to focus on BRAE!
Jake Mercer: BRAE’s words and his presence at ringside clearly was something that Effy didn’t take lightly, and ultimately it led to her losing composure and costing herself the match!
Flannery McCoy: Unfortunate for Effy, but it plays exactly into how BRAE was feeling. Nonetheless, congrats to Arrow for the win!
(A commercial plays for The Bride!)
(Transitioning backstage, some voices are heard. Tension is in the air. The cameraman hurries their step, trying to get a close-up on the developing situation.)
Kirk Redwood: —and I’m tired of you. How many months now have we been at the hip with each other? I truly hope this match at Operation: Doomsday will be the last time we share a ring. You have been playing with fire for the longest, and you’re gonna get burned badly.
David Gideon Smith: Am I? Because so far you’ve spent the bulk of your career making all of these idle threats and they have gotten you nowhere, Kirk. A shame that handler of yours isn’t here—
Kirk Redwood: Don’t. Start.
David Gideon Smith: Oh, I don’t need to start anything, Redwood. You want to talk about getting burned? You’re an entire fuse that’s ready to blow up at any given second. Always ready for a fight, always getting hostile, always trying to get away with these warnings. It’s about time to put down the act. It’s not working.
Kirk Redwood: What, you think this is an act!? Nothing about me is phony and fake—not in comparison to you, you son of a bitch. You think you can intimidate anyone easily here? You haven’t done anything of note in your own right. You’re nothing special.
David Gideon Smith: And that’s fine. I don’t care to be special in the same way desperate leeches here seek it out. My motivations are far more complex, too complex, in fact, for a moron like you to understand.
Kirk Redwood: Watch your mouth—
???: Oh, boy. Are you two really going to take yourselves out before our match?
(In comes Holly Arrow, fresh off of her win just moments ago. She eyes down Kirk and David, who don’t meet her with any kindness.)
Kirk Redwood: And look who the cat dragged in. What do you want, Holly?
Holly Arrow: Nothing, nothing. Just overheard two grown men fighting like a bunch of schoolgirls who will be my opponents no less in the near future, so I came to see for myself what all of the fuss is all about. I’ve got say: neither of you are doing a good job convincing anyone you’re better than the other.
David Gideon Smith: And you are? Good on you for getting a win over the number one contender for the Interwire Championship, but at least she got the job done. However, isn’t the whole world still waiting on you to have a true breakout moment all on your own? That’s a lot of ground you’ll have to cover.
Holly Arrow: It is, but I’m used to it. Meanwhile, you’re overhyped while Kirk has no true ground to stand on.
Kirk Redwood: Tch. Watch it. You can pretend otherwise, but you and I are in the same boat. That’s why this match is taking place—but then again, you weren’t even supposed to be here. Adam was.
(Kirk smirks.)
Kirk Redwood: But that headache went away and here you are, trying to strut on in and pretend this is going to be the golden ticket you’ve been desperately searching for…
Holly Arrow: I don’t have to pretend. I’m an open book. You’re not saying anything remotely interesting or original. However, it would be pretty fun if I get to be the one who walks away with a win in two weeks despite being an afterthought to so many. Would surely shut you up.
(Kirk narrows his eyes.)
Kirk Redwood: I wouldn’t count on it, because I’m winning—
David Gideon Smith: You, winning? Neither of you are capable of that. Talk about being sick and tired of failures all you like, but the two of you have continued to show you’re just not equipped for this.
Holly Arrow: And YOU are?
(A dark look settles on David’s face.)
David Gideon Smith: Absolutely.
(Kirk and Holly take notice of the subtle shift, but they don’t speak up on it.)
Holly Arrow: Either way, you’re going to have to prove it. All of us are. Regardless of the circumstances. And I’m not going to let this pass me by.
Kirk Redwood: Yeah, yeah, sure. Because it’s gonna be so different this time, yeah?
Holly Arrow: It will, and you’ll see for yourself.
(Holly walks off. Kirk scoffs, rubbing his chin with the back of his hand.)
Kirk Redwood: Tch. Not on my watch.
(He then glares at David, who immediately reciprocates the gesture.)
Kirk Redwood: And the same goes to you, jackass.
(Kirk then heads off. David rolls his neck. The shot then fades away from him as the viewers return to ringside for the next match.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(Future – TEFLON DON (Official Audio) began blaring through the speakers to boos as Jamie Valdez cockily strutted out from behind the stage curtains with Mia Santoro flanking her to her right; the two of them shoot a smirk towards each other before they make their way down the ramp towards the squared circle.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST! Accompanied by Mia Santoro, hailing from Laredo, Texas, weighing in at 120 pounds… she is THE PRODIGY, JAMIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! VAAAAALDEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZ!
Stew-O: We’ve got Jamie making her way towards the ring now with her newly found friend in Mia Santoro, ready and raring to start the match!
Flannery McCoy: We saw the issues that this duo have been having with Anna and Winona last week when there were multiple clashes and interferences throughout the night from both directions, so you’ve got to imagine they’re going to be on high alert tonight! Must be why Mia is attending at ringside!
Jake Mercer: They can’t overlook the menacing opponent on the other side of the ring, though, because he’ll be looking for blood even after getting the victory via interference last week!
(Ballad of a Prodigal Son by Lincoln Durham began blaring through the speakers to a loud mixed reaction as Kirk Redwood stormed out onto the center of the stage, slapping himself to awaken his fighting spirit as he glared at the squared circle. Without hesitation, he begins marching towards the ring.)
Stephie Love: AND HER OPPONENT! Hailing from Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 210 pounds… he is THE DOG OF WAR, KIIIIIIIIIIRK! REEEEEEEEEDWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!
Stew-O: After a successful tag match victory last week against Anna and Winona, thanks to the interference we saw by both of the women standing across from him this week, Kirk Redwood is looking to ramp things up even more!
Flannery McCoy: Nothing wrong with getting more momentum! Kirk made it clear he didn’t need the interference last week and this week he’s going to show them just what he’s made of as he goes against Jamie Valdez!
Jake Mercer: With the issues Kirk has had with David, he’s likely to be watching from backstage to keep an eye on how Kirk handles things here; only one of these two will be able to get out with the victory!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: And the match is underway! Jamie Valdez, the Prodigy, going up against the Dog of War, Kirk Redwood! Mia Santoro has rolled out to ringside and is clapping for Jamie to get the victory here tonight as she goes up against one of the roughest and toughest competitors in EAW today!
Flannery McCoy: No better opportunity to prove that she’s the prodigy that she claims to be, after all! She’s going to have to factor in the fact that she’s at a considerable weight disadvantage going up against someone that’s 210 pounds like Kirk Redwood with a 90 pound advantage, so she’ll need to be careful with how exactly she approaches the Dog of War in this match!
Jake Mercer: Kirk Redwood exits his corner and begins circling the ring like a shark, eyes glared at Jamie Valdez with as much violent intent as he offers everyone who gets the misfortune of being his opponent! Jamie is staying quick on her feet, not looking to get ensnared by the claws of the Dog of War!
Stew-O: Kirk Redwood lunges down, looking to execute a double leg takedown on the Prodigy, but Jamie Valdez manages to leap over and get a mushroom stomp executed on the top of Redwood’s head in order to evade it!
Flannery McCoy: Kirk Redwood stumbles after getting hit with that mushroom stomp and turns around– ONLY TO GET HIT WITH A BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE BY THE PRODIGY! Jamie managed to pick her spot and found the exact right opportunity to be able to connect with that strike!
Jake Mercer: That bicycle knee strike connecting has Kirk staggering back before rebounding groggily off the ropes! He rebounds right back towards Jamie, who brings his head down and tucks it in with a front face lock!
Stew-O: Looks like she’s going for a DDT to plant the head of the Dog of War right into the canvas, but Kirk plants his foot down in front of him, resisting Jamie’s attempts to yank his head down!
Flannery McCoy: The two of them struggle against each other’s efforts, but ultimately Kirk is able to pull his head out from that front face lock and immediately manages to sweep both of Jamie’s legs with that double leg takedown, bringing her down to the canvas!
Jake Mercer: Kirk immediately leaps into the air and connects with a heavy knee drop right onto the midsection of the Prodigy! That’s 210 pounds of weight crashing down in the form of a hard knee cap, and Jamie felt ALL of that!
Stew-O: Jamie immediately recoils as she rolls away in pain, trying to create some distance between herself and the Dog of War! Kirk follows suit, though, catching up to her and planting her in her place with a heavy stomp to the grounded opponent!
Flannery McCoy: He drags her back up to a standing position with her facing away from him, before he latches on a rear waist lock! The grappling game is where the brutal Kirk Redwood shines, and it looks like he’s aiming to take Jamie Valdez down with a GERMAN SUPLEX!
Jake Mercer: NO! LOOK AT THAT AGILITY! Jamie Valdez managed to flip through and land on her feet behind Kirk, and the Dog of War has no idea that she did that! Jamie looks stunned herself, but only for a brief moment before that look of focus reappears on her face and she locks in, ready to jump into action!
Stew-O: Jamie Valdez rushes PAST Kirk Redwood and suddenly leaps over onto the middle rope, springboarding off of it and towards Kirk Redwood, who suddenly snapped to attention as soon as he realized Jamie never landed on her back after that attempted German suplex!
Flannery McCoy: Jamie ends up landing on the shoulders of Kirk Redwood and immediately arches herself back, using the strength of her legs to LAUNCH Kirk Redwood back with a hurricanrana that sends him flying shoulder-first into the ring post through the corner of the ring!
Jake Mercer: PRODIGY INDEED! That was one hell of a move by Jamie Valdez who’s looking to make a statement off of a former champion like Kirk Redwood, and I think she’s doing a pretty damn good job of it after a maneuver like that!
Stew-O: Kirk Redwood staggers out from the corner, pulling himself away from the ring post and clutching at his shoulder in pain, but he doesn’t have a second of respite because Jamie Valdez is right there!
Flannery McCoy: She leaps up and gets both of her knees pressed against the back of Kirk Redwood before pulling back and dropping him with a BACKSTABBER! Kirk Redwood is getting hit with an onslaught of amazing offense by the New Breed in the match here, and that backstabber flipped him over to where he landed on his abdomen in a prone position!
Jake Mercer: He’s not like that for long, with Jamie hurriedly pulling him over onto his back before hooking both of his legs and going for the pinfall victory after that! Does she have it?!
ONEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOO-
Stew-O: But the Dog of War kicked out of it! Jamie slaps the canvas, clearly annoyed by Kirk’s endurance, but she can’t give up now after getting all of that momentum built up! She looks up to the nearby corner before glancing back down at Kirk Redwood, who’s still reeling from the damage inflicted so far, and it looks like she has an idea!
Flannery McCoy: Jamie quickly scrambles back to her feet before getting out onto the apron and rushing up to get to the top turnbuckle at that nearby corner! She looks down to see Kirk Redwood still laid out within range, and with a devious smirk on her face, she LAUNCHES herself off the top rope!
Jake Mercer: POETRY OF SILENCE! SHE’S GOING FOR HER SIGNATURE SPIRAL TAP– WAIT, BUT NO, KIRK REDWOOD GOT THE KNEES UP! HE HAD IT SCOUTED OUT AND NOW ALL OF THAT FORCE JUST GOT REDIRECTED BACK AGAINST JAMIE VALDEZ!
Stew-O: Jamie is arching her back in IMMENSE pain after all of that velocity and momentum just resulted in her landing on the hard kneecaps of the Dog of War! Kirk is in pain, but he’s got a bit of a grin on his face as he rolls to the rope and uses it to stagger up! Mia’s got her mouth covered in shock after seeing that amazing move end up like that, but it looks like it’s about to go from bad to worse for Jamie!
Flannery McCoy: Jamie gets plucked off the canvas of the ring with a rear waist lock, and Kirk Redwood is able to DEADLIFT her with the lock before arching himself back and planting her with a German suplex! Amazing strength on display by the Unkillable Kirk Redwood, and he follows it up with yet another knee drop onto the back of the Prodigy!
Jake Mercer: The Dog of War is living up to his name with the rabid offense being shown after he managed to turn the tides of this match, and in a flash he’s able to bring Jamie back to her feet and throws her into the corner before rushing in with a running European uppercut to leave her dazed and groggy with her back against the turnbuckles!
Stew-O: Never a good position for anyone to be in, because that leaves her open to receive a FLURRY OF CHOPS by Kirk Redwood, each of which sounds like a gunshot reverberating throughout the arena! Kirk is showing no mercy for the Prodigy, who showed herself to be a worthy adversary throughout this match!
Flannery McCoy: Well, not like Kirk ever shows anyone mercy even if they are a New Breed… but nevertheless, Kirk manages to land some heavy offense on her with those chops before he just haphazardly throws her down onto the canvas!
Jake Mercer: It looks like he’s going to test his own luck after leaving Jamie lying like that, because he backs up into the corner and begins climbing up to the second rope, looking to go for a little less risk for a little less reward, but probably something violent like we’re used to seeing from him anyways!
Stew-O: THE DOG OF WAR LAUNCHES INTO THE AIR! And HE’S ABLE TO CONNECT! Diving fist drop right onto the head of Jamie Valdez, whose body recoils like she just got an anvil dropped on her! Kirk wastes no time in covering her for the pinfall, and he may have it after that burst of offense!
ONEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Flannery McCoy: But Jamie kicked out this time, and now Kirk is the one who has to come up with a way to keep the Prodigy down for the three count! The Dog of War grits his teeth as Jamie refuses to stay down, but he’s been through many situations like this and refuses to give it up!
Jake Mercer: The crowd is starting to cheer for Kirk while Mia continues cheering for Jamie at ringside! Kirk grabs Jamie by the head and slowly raises her to her feet, while clenching his right hand tightly! I don’t think Mia is going to like what she’s about to see–
Stew-O: OH! LETHAL ROUND! JAMIE JUST GOT SHOT WITH THE LETHAL ROUND, THAT DREADED SIGNATURE STANDING WESTERN LARIAT OF KIRK REDWOOD! THAT MANEUVER JUST KNOCKED JAMIE INSIDE OUT, CAUSING HER TO LAND ON HER MIDSECTION!
Flannery McCoy: And once again, Kirk gets down to the ground and drags Jamie far away from the ropes by bringing her all the way over to the center of the ring! With victory potentially within his grasp, he flips her over and hooks the leg this time, trying to keep her down for the three count for sure!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THRE-
Jake Mercer: WOAH! A kickout by Jamie Valdez leaves Kirk stunned, and Mia begins shrilly screaming in support of Jamie! Kirk is frustrated now as he grabs a hold of her wrist and slowly staggers up to his feet, bringing her staggering up too, although she’s looking a lot woozier now after getting hit with that Lethal Round! She’s in ripcord position, though… and Kirk only has one thing he ever does a ripcord for– IS HE GOING FOR?!
Stew-O: JAMIE GETS THROWN FORWARD AND YANKED BACK WITH A RIPCORD– OH, SHE JUST BARELY MANAGED TO DUCK UNDERNEATH AND AVERT DISASTER! THAT WOULD’VE KNOCKED HER OUT COLD IF IT MANAGED TO LAND! BUT JAMIE DUCKED UNDERNEATH AND RAN PAST KIRK!
Flannery McCoy: SHE RUNS OVER TO THE ROPES AND LEAPS ONTO THE MIDDLE ROPE, SPRINGBOARDING OFF OF IT AND GOING TOWARDS KIRK! SHE’S– SHE’S GOING FOR THE DESTINY CUTTER, LOOKING TO PLANT KIRK FACE-FIRST WITH THAT SIGNATURE CUTTER OF HER’S–
Jake Mercer: BLITZKRIEG BOP! KIRK HIT THAT SIGNATURE KNEE TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD IN MID-AIR, COUNTERING THE DESTINY CUTTER BEFORE IT COULD HIT! JAMIE IS OUT ON HER FEET, ONLY STANDING BECAUSE KIRK HAS HER HELD, AND KIRK IMMEDIATELY HOISTS HER UP BEFORE FLIPPING HER UPSIDE DOWN!
Stew-O: HE RUNS FORWARD– DOWN TO HELL! THE RUNNING TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER CONNECTS, AND THAT HAS TO BE IT! KIRK COVERS HER!
ONEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… HERE IS YOUR WINNER, THE DOG OF WAR… KIIIIIIIIIIIRK! REEEEEEEDWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!
Stew-O: That was one hell of a performance by Jamie Valdez against the veteran wrestler, but at the end of the day it was Kirk Redwood who managed to get the upper hand and secure victory with that Blitzkrieg Bop reversal of the Destiny Cutter!
Flannery McCoy: Say what you will about Jamie’s attitude, but you can’t fault the effort! Mia helps Jamie roll out of the ring while Kirk Redwood gets his hand raised up by the referee! Mia is comforting Jamie at ringside after the loss… WAIT, WHAT?!
Jake Mercer: IT’S ANNA AND WINONA! THE DRAMA FROM LAST WEEK IS BLEEDING INTO THIS WEEK, BECAUSE THEY’RE NOT FINISHED WITH MIA AND JAMIE YET! A BRAWL HAS BROKEN OUT AT RINGSIDE, AND ANNA AND WINONA HAVE THE ADVANTAGE WITH JAMIE SEVERELY WEAKENED FROM THE MATCH!
Stew-O: Fists are flying left and right, with Anna and Winona beating down the duo of Jamie and Mia for what they did last week! A double lariat from the pair launches Jamie and Mia over the barricade, bringing the brawl out to the ringside area, and they’re continuing while security guards rush over to the crowd area to break it up!
Flannery McCoy: Kirk is watching with a flabbergasted expression on his face after his victory celebration got interrupted, but he just shrugs and turns AROUND–
Jake Mercer: BLACK BLAAAAAAAADE! DAVID GIDEON SMITH SLID INTO THE RING FROM OUT OF NOWHERE AND JUST KNOCKED KIRK REDWOOD THE HELL OUT!
Stew-O: It looks like tensions between these two are reaching a boiling point now, and we knew that David would be watching the match but it looks like he was watching more up close than we originally realized!
Flannery McCoy: A harrowing scene here as David Gideon Smith glowers down at the fallen Kirk Redwood, who got knocked out cold after getting hit with the stiffest lariat in the industry!
(The video feed lingers upon the chaos, with the two duos getting broken apart from each other by security while they all turn to see Kirk flattened by the hand of David Gideon Smith, before fading to black.)
(Backstage, KASAI is in her own personal locker room. She’s standing, arms behind her back, seemingly in deep thought.)
KASAI: Hm.
(A few knocks are then heard on the door.)
KASAI: Enter.
(It softly creaks open, then sharply closes immediately. Getting closer, it’s one of KASAI’s aides—and more specifically, the one from last week.)
KASAI’s Aide: Matriarch.
(A beat.)
KASAI: I imagine she is focused on preparing for tonight’s match later on.
(The aide bows their head.)
KASAI’s Aide: Yes. She nor her husband suspected a thing, either. I was able to overhear them conversing.
KASAI: Oh?
KASAI’s Aide: She seems intent on defeating you.
KASAI: Nothing truly earth-shattering about that.
(Then, a smirk slowly slithers its way across her face.)
KASAI: If anything, it would’ve been more surprising if she didn’t have just a sliver of confidence. It is far beneath a woman of her stature not to believe in her capabilities.
(One hand pries itself away from her back. She looks down at it. Then, curls it gently into a fist.)
KASAI: Yet, I have built myself up during the time she was able to recapture that flame in her career. She will be torn apart, regardless of the strives she’s made recently.
KASAI’s Aide: Absolutely. There is no doubt about this. It will be your match to win wholly—
KASAI: I did not ask for a cheerleader.
(The aide quickly shuts up, becoming a bit nervous. However, a chuckle leaves the Empress.)
KASAI: The support is appreciated nonetheless.
(She turns her head toward them.)
KASAI: Now that that’s out of the way, are there any updates..?
KASAI’s Aide: Yes. Everyone has been working diligently. Once it is executed, your adversary won’t know what will hit her.
KASAI: I like that. Granted, I never had any plans to take things this far, but Raven must understand that while her spirit may be unyielding, it is not invincible. Frankly, I haven’t been much of a fan of how she’s been speaking about me, as if I were not the one true matriarch of this entire promotion. She is becoming a bit too haughty for my liking.
(She shakes her head.)
KASAI: That must be handled.
KASAI’s Aide: I agree. And it will. I swear by it.
KASAI: Good. Now, you may leave for the evening. You needn’t wait for me, either. There is some… business I must attend to before I retire.
KASAI’s Aide: Understood. Long live the Empress! Long Live the Matriarch!
(They bow and leave. As the camera settles back to KASAI, her smirk has only widened.)
KASAI: Yes… much will be done.
(She chuckles darkly.)
KASAI: She shall be the first example that everyone will have no choice but to heed…
(And from there, the scene fades out. The camera cuts back to the ringside area.)
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE FOLLOWING MATCH IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(“Razorface” by Celldweller began blaring through the speakers to a loud mixed reaction as David Gideon Smith emerged from the darkness, surrounded by white strobes that follow the music. The Sovereign executes his Black Blade taunt, causing an eruption of pyrotechnics, before he clenches his fist and makes his way down the ramp towards the squared circle.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST! Hailing from Omaha, Nebraska, weighing in at 250 pounds… he is THE SOVEREIGN, DAAAAAAAAVID! GIDEOOOOOOOOOOOOOON! SMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITH!
Stew-O: We’ve got one hell of a match set for tonight, with the menacing David Gideon Smith going up against none other than the reigning World Heavyweight Champion, Michael Machina!
Flannery McCoy: We saw David make a statement earlier tonight, showing that he wasn’t going to tolerate all of Kirk’s badmouthing without consequence when he flattened him right after his match against Jamie Valdez!
Jake Mercer: And I guess he’s treating that as a warm up, because he’s got a BIG match tonight that would be the biggest statement imaginable if he was able to come out with the victory!
(“Apostle’s Warning” by Mobb Deep began blaring through the speakers to tremendous cheers as Michael Machina stormed out from behind the stage curtains with the World Heavyweight Championship wrapped around his waist. He makes it to the center of the stage before unhooking the title and hoisting it up into the air triumphantly; with the big gold in hand, he marches towards the ring.)
Stephie Love: AND HIS OPPONENT! Hailing from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 250 pounds… he is THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, THE NEW LEGEND… MICHAAAAAAAAEL! MAAAAAAAAAACHINAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Stew-O: The World Heavyweight Champion makes his way towards the ring, and he’s laser focused on David Gideon Smith tonight!
Flannery McCoy: We know that he’s looking to show his next challenger, the legendary Kassidy Heart, that he is every bit the new legend he claims himself to be, and so he may feel he has no choice but to walk out with a statement having been made tonight!
Jake Mercer: With Kirk Redwood and Kassidy Heart both surely watching this match carefully, we’ll have to see which one of these two brutal wrestlers will be able to walk out with the win!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: And the match is underway! David Gideon Smith and Michael Machina, in a rare occasion where there is absolutely no weight advantage on either end with both wrestlers making their way into this match at 250 pounds!
Flannery McCoy: With both wrestlers usually accustomed to being able to dominate through sheer force alone, it’ll be interesting to see how it goes when these two powerful forces collide in the center of that ring!
Jake Mercer: Michael Machina has always been an explosive powerhouse, and David Gideon Smith employs a varied style with a particular focus on grappling; they’ll both have to watch out for the other, because David can dismantle an opponent the moment he gets them in his clutches, and as far as Machina is concerned…
Stew-O: Those power moves connecting may be what it takes to cut the Sovereign down to size! Both wrestlers make their way out of their respective corners with narrowed eyes aimed at each other; neither one of these two wrestlers will want to let the other out of their sight for even a second!
Flannery McCoy: AND THE ACTION STARTS RIGHT AWAY! Michael Machina lunges forward and attempts to knock the head off of David Gideon Smith with an IMMEDIATE clothesline, but David was able to duck underneath and slide right past Machina, getting behind him and latching on a rear waist lock onto the World Heavyweight Champion!
Jake Mercer: And from that rear waist lock, David manages to lift the New Legend up into the air and PLANTS him down with a rear waist lock takedown before sliding his way over the body of the World Heavyweight Champion and transitioning to a side headlock!
Stew-O: Oh, but Machina is showing off some technical expertise of his own here as he spins his body over to force the release of the side headlock, before grabbing onto the wrist of David Gideon Smith and forcing it behind his back with a hammer lock!
Flannery McCoy: If he’s going against a grappling expert like David Gideon Smith, he’ll need to be able to bust out some moves like that! But the Archdragon uses his free arm to fire off two quick back elbows to the forehead of Machina, dazing him a little and loosening the grip on the hammer lock!
Jake Mercer: That’s what he needed to be able to reach back with that free arm and reapply that side headlock once again! And this time he’s got it locked in hard, not allowing Machina to free himself the way he did before! Machina’s head is getting compressed with all the strength that David Gideon Smith is able to muster, and believe me, that is a LOT of muster-able strength!
Stew-O: Machina is able to stagger back to his feet even with that side headlock applied, and it looks like he has an idea of how to get out of this as he pushes David Gideon Smith into the ropes and uses the rebound as a way to get out of it by sending the Sovereign running across the ring!
Flannery McCoy: David rebounds off the ropes on the other side of the ring before running towards Machina, who tries to trip him with a dropdown, but David is able to leap over it just in time to avoid getting tripped up! David Gideon Smith continues sprinting and gaining velocity as he makes his way to the other side of the ring and once again rebounds off the ropes, all while Machina scrambles back to his feet!
Jake Mercer: DAVID IS RUSHING TOWARDS MACHINA, AND MACHINA LUNGES FORWARD, LOOKING TO TAKE THE SOVEREIGN DOWN WITH A SHOULDER TACKLE– BUT DAVID GIDEON SMITH LAUNCHES HIMSELF INTO THE AIR AS WELL, LOOKING TO DO THE SAME TO MACHINA WITH A ROLLING HEEL KICK!
Stew-O: BOTH MEN COLLIDE IN THE CENTER OF THE RING AND DROP LIKE A SACK OF POTATOES! They BOTH felt the pain of that one, with Machina taking a heavy blow to the head with that rolling heel kick while David had his legs shoulder tackled by the World Heavyweight Champion!
Flannery McCoy: Both of them roll away from each other to create some distance, but it looks like Machina got the worst of that collision because David is able to get to his feet first! Machina gets to his feet just as he sees David rushing towards him, and David looks to knock Machina down with a running shoulder block of his own!
Jake Mercer: But Machina ducks underneath the shoulder of David and latches on a front waist lock out of nowhere, showing some great reflexes by being able to react to the speeding Sovereign that quickly! With that front waist lock, Machina LAUNCHES David behind him with a belly to belly suplex that results in David crashing into the corner of the ring in a bad way!
Stew-O: David collapses down to the canvas after getting hit with that, and Machina makes his way over to hoist David back to his feet and push him up against the corner! With a grip on the middle rope on both sides with both hands, Machina begins a violent barrage of shoulder barges to the cornered Sovereign! Smart move by Machina here, looking to wear down the midsection of David Gideon Smith, presumably to set him up for a Bullet from Hell down the line!
Flannery McCoy: OH! But he wasn’t able to fire off too many of those before David countered the barrage with a knee lift, connecting with the roof of Michael Machina’s head and forcing the World Heavyweight Champion to groggily stagger back in a head trauma induced daze!
Jake Mercer: Tit for tat, that’s a smart move from David since much of his strongest offense is aimed at the head, after all! Machina stumbles back, but David rushes forward and Irish whips him right back into that same corner, before turning himself around and lunging forward!
Stew-O: BAM! Rolling elbow knocks the World Heavyweight Champion silly, and that leaves him open and vulnerable for a flurry of offense from David Gideon Smith! We’ve seen this before, with one hand he begins unleashing an alternating barrage of knife edge chops and overhand chops, putting that hand to good use as he systematically dismantles the chest and the head of the Machine!
Flannery McCoy: With a grip on the wrist of the World Heavyweight Champion, David Gideon Smith yanks him out of the corner before pulling him straight into a NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX! A perfectly executed northern lights suplex at that, and the Sovereign manages to bridge it to keep Machina down for the pin! Does he have it?!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOO-
Jake Mercer: OH, but Michael Machina won’t be going down that quickly, managing to get his shoulder up for an emphatic kickout! David Gideon Smith just has a pleased smile on his face, though; he enjoys the fights he has, after all, it’s what he lives for and nothing warms his heart more than an adversary that doesn’t go down easily!
Stew-O: He glowers down at the World Heavyweight Champion for a brief moment before reaching down and forcing him back up to a standing position! A heavy knee smash from David Gideon Smith connects to the midsection of Machina before David crouches down and throws Machina’s arm over his own shoulder! What’s he got planned here? HE’S LIFTING HIM UP–
Flannery McCoy: GOING FOR HIS SIGNATURE HIGH ANGLE OLYMPIC SLAM, ORISON BLACK! BUT NO, MICHAEL MACHINA MANAGED TO SLIP OUT OF DANGER BEFORE IT WAS TOO LATE, LANDING RIGHT BEHIND THE SOVEREIGN!
Jake Mercer: David is about to turn around on his own, but he suddenly gets his own wrist grabbed and he gets YANKED INTO A SHORT-ARM CLOTHESLINE! Michael Machina just flattened David Gideon Smith!
Stew-O: OH! And he’s getting fired up too! Just after David hit the ground, Machina leapt into the air and landed a double foot stomp right onto the midsection of David! He’s standing on top, with the referee about to slide in for the count, BUT HE LEAPS UP OFF OF DAVID, SPINNING IN MID-AIR BEFORE DROPPING BACK DOWN WITH A STANDING MOONSAULT! THE AGILITY ON DISPLAY BY THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, MY GAWD!
Flannery McCoy: AND NOW MACHINA HOOKS THE LEG! DOES HE HAVE IT?!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOO-
Jake Mercer: Now it’s DAVID’S turn to kick out! Machina grits his teeth before breaking out into a slight grin! Seems like he’s enjoying the competition from David Gideon Smith as well! Machina grabs a hold of the hair of David Gideon Smith, using it to force the Sovereign back up to a standing position before hitting him with a closed fist punch! And another one! And a third for good measure!
Stew-O: Each of these punches is causing David Gideon Smith to stagger back bit by bit before he’s backed up against the ropes! Machina reaches forward and grabs the wrist of David Gideon Smith, using it to execute an Irish whip sending David running across the ring before rebounding off the ropes on the other side of the ring!
Flannery McCoy: Machina is ready to intercept David in the center of the ring, launching a BIG BOOT right as David gets in range– BUT DAVID! WOAH, LOOK AT THAT, SOME INCREDIBLE AGILITY ON DISPLAY! HE BREAKS OUT INTO A BASEBALL SLIDE, SLIDING RIGHT UNDERNEATH THAT BIG BOOT AND AVOIDING IT ENTIRELY!
Jake Mercer: Even Machina looks startled at that display of agility from the big man, turning around to face the Sovereign before– WOAH! EDGE LOGIC II! MACHINA JUST GOT HIT WITH THE SIGNATURE SPINNING CRESCENT KICK OF DAVID GIDEON SMITH, IMMEDIATELY CRUMPLING TO THE CANVAS AND DAVID WASTES NO TIME RUSHING OVER TO COVER MACHINA FOR THE PINFALL! IS HE ABOUT TO GET A VICTORY OVER THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION?!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THR-
Stew-O: SO CLOSE, BUT NOT ENOUGH! MACHINA POWERS OUT OF IT! David brushes the hair off of his face, trying to stay focused even in the face of Machina’s overwhelming resilience! Machina is facing quite the challenge here in the form of the Archdragon who is putting up offense for every bit of offense Machina is returning to him!
Flannery McCoy: It’s neck and neck here folks, but Machina has been in situations like this before where he’s been able to work his way through the war to a victory! Is the World Heavyweight Champion going to dominate or is David going to get the biggest win of his EAW career thus far?!
Jake Mercer: Machina is on his hands and knees, crawling towards the ropes for leverage to get back to his feet, but David Gideon Smith has staggered up to his own feet as well, clutching his midsection in pain after all the damage that Machina has done to him but nevertheless staying focused on victory!
Stew-O: He’s stalking Machina from behind and… the arm goes out to the side, the black blade taunt has been initiated! He’s looking to end Machina right here and now, and Machina has no idea as he grabs onto the middle rope, staggering back to his feet!
Flannery McCoy: Machina turns around– BLACK BLADE GETS LAUNCHED– NO, MACHINA DROPPED BACK DOWN IN THE NICK OF TIME, BARELY MANAGING TO AVOID THAT LETHAL LARIAT BY A CENTIMETER! MACHINA MANAGED TO GET A DROP TOE HOLD EXECUTED TO DROP DAVID ONTO THE MIDDLE ROPE, ALLOWING MACHINA TO CREATE SOME SPACE!
Jake Mercer: David is dazed after experiencing some whiplash from that rope, but he shakes his head and starts to rise up– WHAT?! WHAT?! KIRK REDWOOD! KIRK REDWOOD FROM OUT OF NOWHERE JUST LANDED A HUGE PUNCH TO THE JAW OF DAVID GIDEON SMITH FROM RINGSIDE BEFORE DAVID COULD GET OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE! AND… HE’S GOT BRASS KNUCKLES ON! KIRK JUST BASHED DAVID WITH BRASS KNUCKLES, AND THE REFEREE DIDN’T SEE IT!
Stew-O: DAVID STAGGERS OFF OF THE ROPES, STUMBLING FOR A SECOND BEFORE HE BEGINS TO FALL FORWARD– BUT HE DOESN’T GET THE CHANCE, BECAUSE HE JUST GOT HIT WITH THE BULLET FROM HELL BY MACHINA, WHO DIDN’T SEEM TO SEE KIRK’S INTERFERENCE EITHER! MACHINA HOOKS THE LEG!
ONEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, MICHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEL! MAAAAAACHINAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Stew-O: A controversial finish here to say the least, with both of these wrestlers going head to head and the competition being neck and neck up until that ending where Kirk’s interference completely muddied the waters and may have knocked David out cold before Machina even got the chance to unleash the Bullet from Hell!
Flannery McCoy: When Machina sees that replay, I’m sure he won’t be happy that his victory got tainted by Kirk Redwood, but that’s what happens when two wrestlers have that much tension! OH, LOOK! Kirk is dragging David out of the ring now, and he’s beginning to brawl with him out at ringside!
Jake Mercer: Yup, I think it’s safe to say that these two are going to have to have a war with each other to settle this, because things can’t stand as they are with all the shots they’ve been taking at each other! Kirk and David are duking it out, with Kirk having the advantage after getting that brass knuckle shot– WOAH! WHAT THE HELL?!
Stew-O: HOLLY ARROW?! WHAT’S SHE DOING HERE? OUT OF NOWHERE, HOLLY JUST UNLEASHED A RUNNING DROPKICK THAT CONNECTED WITH THE HEADS OF BOTH KIRK AND DAVID! BOTH OF THEM HAVE BEEN KNOCKED OUT BY THE LODESTAR, WHO STANDS OVER THEM!
Flannery McCoy: Machina… isn’t looking at the chaos at ringside, though! It looks like something else has caught his attention!
Jake Mercer: LOOK AT THE STAGE! IT’S KASSIDY HEART!
(Kassidy Heart is staring at Machina from across the ramp… before flippantly flipping her hair back, looking unimpressed. She shakes her head as Machina glares daggers at her from across the ramp, all while Holly Arrow glowers down at the two fallen wrestlers as the feed fades to black.)
(A commercial plays for Popeye’s, featuring Jake Smith trying out the Fried Pickles and Shrimp Tackle Box. Get these limited edition items before they’re gone!)
(Friday Night Dynasty returns to show a set of prerecorded segments. Firstly, it opens up to show Limmy Monaghan, sitting in an interview room with his hands clasped together. As the camera is completely fixated on him, he looks up as he begins to speak.)
Limmy Monaghan: For nearly a year now, it seems as though I have been scrutinized more than any other Elitist can say for themselves. It’s an unfortunate thought, really, but the reality is that’s just how the business operates. I’m not going to go out of my way to try and convince all of you that I’m not in a dryspell, because I am. What I’m not going to do either is give you this long, drawn-out speech about it, sulking around as so many other people can do, because that’s not going to change anything. As long as there is an opportunity, there is a way, and I’ve been afforded opportunity after opportunity this entire season. And I’m not going to go ahead and create this narrative that it’s been handed to me, because it’s not. I believe that I have done enough for this company in the six years that I’ve been here to at least afford that luxury. If there is one thing that has taught me, it’s that the journey is far from over.
(Limmy leans forward, exhaling very briefly as he looks back up.)
Limmy Monaghan: If there is one thing that I’ve learned, it’s that being at the peak of this company isn’t enough. It’s fleeting, it’s temporary, it’s not something that you will ever be able to hang your hat on. To get to where I need to be, to truly feel satisfied with where I am right now, I must go to the position beyond the peak. A place where so few have gone, rarefied air that has barely been touched. Am I shooting too high? Is it something that is worth the treacherous journey that I am going to embark on? To that, I don’t have the answer. But for certain I know, for Limmy Monaghan to truly be where he needs to be, in order for me to sit down and be able to watch the sun set with a satisfied look on my face, this is what I must do. These are the peaks I must push myself toward, and it’s not going to end until I win the Iron Survivor, and most importantly, this is not going to end until I win the World Heavyweight Championship.
(Limmy pauses for a moment, with a serious expression, before he finishes.)
Limmy Monaghan: Whether you like it or not, I am The Ace of Elite Answers Wrestling. And whether you like it or not, I deserve that. Just like I deserve everything else.
(Limmy stands up and makes his way out of the scene. After some time, someone else is seen walking in and beginning to take a seat.)
Rex McAllister: This is what it’s all about, isn’t it?
(Rex McAllister takes a seat, with a calm expression on his face as he straightens himself in his seat. After a moment to let the scene settle in, he begins to speak.)
Rex McAllister: The World Heavyweight Championship. The biggest prize on Friday Night Dynasty. I’ve had my share of World Championship opportunities in the past, extending past this season and the Extreme Elimination Chamber, going back to my time on Sunday Night Voltage and so on. And while many of those recently have failed, this time around feels… different. Maybe it’s because of the circumstance, perhaps how things may have aligned leading up to this, but I’m excited. I’m excited to have this opportunity to compete in the Iron Survivor match, to truly give a shot again, because this is something that so few people are able to get, let alone consistently. Maybe it speaks to the level that I’m at this point in my career, I don’t know, all I know is that I know that I’ve earned it. Just like I know that Raven has earned the opportunity compete for the Universal Women’s Championship. Even with the sunset of a dominant Unified Tag Team Championship reign behind us, there is still so much light ahead, and perhaps that’s what excites me the most.
(Rex has a small smile on his face as he takes a moment to reminisce before going on.)
Rex McAllister: When I came out and confronted Michael Machina, I made it known that I was going to give it my all. The end goal was always facing him for the World Heavyweight Championship, and while I’m not the type of person who is going to sit here and try to give you guarantees of what is going to end up happening, what I will say is that I am going to give this match everything that I possibly can. I’ll never tell people that I’m the same Rex McAllister who won all those World Championships a lifetime ago, because I’m not. But what I can tell you is that I can not only get there again, but that I can be even better than I was before. It was never a cakewalk, even when I first got here, and I don’t expect this go around to be any different, but truthfully, I’m ready for it.
(Rex has a smirk on his face as he leans back in his chair.)
Rex McAllister: To every single person in the Iron Survivor match, I know how much you all want this, and I wish you all the best of luck. I want all of you to give it your best, because that’s the only way I can know that I’m good enough. That’s the only way I can answer whether or not Rex McAllister is ready to be at the top again. I think I know the answer, but at Operation: Doomsday, I’m going to be certain.
(Rex stands up and makes his way out of the scene. And before long, someone else is seen making their way inside and taking their place.)
Methuselah: Survival. The basest, most primitive instinct is hardwired into the mammalian brain. As I sit here and listen to everything, as the all-seeing, all-gazing eye of the world, from the desperate pleas of men who believe that they are the authors of their own destiny, to those who clamor for an opportunity, any opportunity at that, to make their influence felt. I can’t help but marvel at the truly fantastic psychological phenomenon that it manifests itself to be. The passion, the drive, the motivation, all of it a collective delusion, carefully cultivated by the architects of this realm to ensure the hamsters continue to spin their wheels. They believe their ambitions are their own. Their own, tangible thoughts that they themselves are the Master Builder of. Yet they do not realize that the only thing they are doing is executing functions by a being of a much higher power than they are. That being your Ascended Mahatma.
(Methuselah smirks as he leans back in his chair.)
Methuselah: The concept of an Iron Survivor match is an experiment in itself. A social experiment at that, in its purest form. Throw the rats into a maze, limit the resources, and watch as they tear each other to shreds for a morsel of validation. It provides the masses, you watching at home, rotting away in your pedestrian, plebeian lives, with a vicarious thrill. You project your own pathetic, daily struggles for survival onto these Elitists. But let me disabuse you of this grand, romanticized notion. There is no glory in mere survival. Survival is for the weak. Survival is for those who must constantly fight against the current of natural law just to keep their heads above the water. I do not survive. I do not need to survive. I orchestrate. I endure by divine decree.
(Methuselah pauses as he lets his words sink in, closing his eyes as he takes a moment to exhale deeply, before going on.)
Methuselah: The World Heavyweight Championship is not a prize to be won by the most resilient rat in the cage. It is an artifact of ultimate control, and its rightful place is firmly secured around the waist of the Ascended Mahatma. The Fraternal Father. The men vying for this position, these Pretenders, these relics of bygone eras grasping at fading embers, they are not equipped for the weight of true supremacy. They operate on hope. I operate on inevitable, hard determinism. It is pre-ordained by the universe itself that I stand atop this mountain, not because I survived the climb, but because the mountain was formed beneath my feet to elevate me above the rest of you. Every decision you make, every punch you throw, leads only to the outcome I have already foreseen. Natural law dictates that you yield. THEREFORE, your struggles are moot. THEREFORE, your preparations are in vain.
(Methuselah leans forward, a cold expression on his face.)
Methuselah: The great and terrible day approaches. The pretenders will be exposed. The algorithm will self-correct. And the undisputed truth of this realm will be laid bare for all to witness, by will… or by force. OVER FOR THOU. FINISH HIM.
(Methuselah stands up as he makes his way out of the scene without another word being spoken. After a good moment, someone else takes his place as they take their seat. The tension in the room immediately shifts as they begin to speak.)
Cy Henderson: So many of the people in this Iron Survivor match do everything that they can to convince people they’re something more than what they actually are. And for the longest time, that was the facade that I was lured into myself. But against my own complacency, I knew better. I broke out of the mold that bogged so many of my contemporaries down, the likes of whom occupy this Iron Survivor match in itself. It’s an amusing sight, watching them float around, trying to occupy even an inch of space, it ends up showing their true colors to the world. Their true desperation, marred by the feelings of being overlooked and disrespected. And it’s funny, while you’d expect me to fit into that mold, not once, even in my deepest, darkest thoughts, have I ever felt that way.
(Cy shrugs his shoulders with a straight expression on his face before continuing on.)
Cy Henderson: You’ll be displeased to hear that even after all this time, with the highs and lows that I’ve experienced, that I enter this match with the clearest mind knowing that it’s an inevitability I regain something that I never should have lost in the first place. So many others will try to make excuses for the time between their last big accomplishment and now, but I don’t need to. I happily gave everyone a headstart on not just their pursuit to the World Heavyweight Championship, but their narratives as well, and now I’m back. It’s why Tyrone Montgomery, without question, gave me a spot in this match. It’s why everyone who seems to have a grudge against me has used this match as a way to settle their issues, not because this is a contendership match, but because I’m in it. The reality is that this is a lot simpler than it looks. There’s no nuances, no caveats. I believe that it should be simple, no complexities at all, if you truly do believe everything that you say.
(Cy leans back in his seat, tilting his head.)
Cy Henderson: And thus, the chase begins. Not the chase of Cy Henderson going after the World Heavyweight Championship, no, that already started after the three count that made Michael Machina a two-time World Champion. The chase starts for everyone else in my little ecosphere to stop me from getting there. And I promise, absolutely nobody is going to succeed. I fully expect what everyone is so accustomed to doing. Failure.
(Cy stands up as he himself begins to make his way out of the scene. And inevitably, the last person in the Iron Survivor match is seen making his way into the scene as he begrudgingly sits down in his seat.)
Drake King: I don’t know what you want me to say.
(Drake King crosses his arms, a look of annoyance crossing his face as he even thinks about it.)
Drake King: For as long as I remember, I have been screwed out of every possible opportunity that I can get my hands on. Even if I do, by biased outsider terms, deserve it, everything that happens to me is never looked at as a moral injustice, but warranted. Why?! Is it because you dislike me! Because you don’t agree with everything that I say? Disagreeing with God should not be something that you are proud of, but some of you do it anyway, because you’re HAPPY with me being the butt of the joke. You’re HAPPY pointing your finger and laughing at me. And I’m telling you that enough is enough. I will not let this plague continue to infest this industry, the one that allows the likes of Michael Machina to roam free without repercussion. The one that allows the likes of Kassidy Heart to cut the line after a full year of inactivity. I’m DONE.
(Drake shakes his head, scrunching his face.)
Drake King: I’m done trying to convince everyone of something that they will never believe, I will simply live up to every single promise as I’ve done in the past. I have never needed to cater to anyone, never needed to look toward someone else for validation unlike other people. The message is simple: I am going to win the Iron Survivor. The World Heavyweight Championship was indebted to me the moment I was SCREWED out of it at Pain For Pride even after everything that I’ve done. So many people do everything in their power to try and take me down, but you will NEVER kill God. I will always come back stronger. I will always be better than everyone else. So everyone can say everything that they need to say, they can continue to spew false heresy about this match and myself, it never mattered to me in the first place, at Operation: Doomsday, I’m putting this all to rest once and for all, and I will make sure that there is absolutely no question who deserves to LEAD this brand into the future.
(Drake stands up and storms out of the scene, with that being the very last shot seen before Friday Night Dynasty begins to fade to elsewhere.)
(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following main event tag team contest is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘I2I’ by Magnolia Park can be heard blaring throughout the speakers as the audience reacts loudly for the arrival of Rex McAllister & Raven Roberts. The two accomplished elitists would nod to each other with focused expressions plastered across their faces for the main event tonight, before keeping their focus on the match to come as they walk down the ramp.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first; THE TEAM OF REX MCALLISTER & RAVEN ROBERTS, FIRE & ICE!!!
Stew-O: There’s no mistaking how focused these two are when it comes to their ambitions set before themselves, as the former Unified Tag Team Champions, and we can expect a very game Fire & Ice tonight as they take on two very competitive elitists here!
Flannery McCoy: Of course, this has quite the differing perspectives going into the match as this is who they are stepping into the ring with. Milli & Drake have remained all the more capable in upholding themselves accordingly though, as this match will entail greater ahead…
(‘When Darkness Falls’ by Killswitch Engage is still heard blaring throughout the speakers, with Drake King making his way out from the back & standing at the entrance ramp with a less stellar look on his face. Then ‘You Are Stronger’ by Lyn Inaizumi can be heard as the audience responds loudly for the Universal Women’s Champion, who emerges with a grin while only sparing a slight glance to the crowd before focusing on the ring. Herself & Drake exchange glances before walking ahead.)
Stephie Love: And introducing their opponents; THE TEAM OF DRAKE KING, & UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION MILLI BANKS!!!
Stew-O: There is a great deal of uncertainty heading into Operation: Doomsday, as this will surely be a challenging ordeal for everyone involved when trying to assert momentum for yourself. This will be a main event where all of that momentum becomes crucial.
Jake Mercer: You have EAW Hall of Famers, along with a multi & current World Champ’ teaming up tonight to take on one hell of a team that’s done it all as a duo, this is bound to be a good one where we’re gonna see how far they’re all willing to go!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: And we’re off! The main event of Dynasty is now kicking off right here as Fire & Ice are able to take on the current Universal Women’s Champion Milli Banks & Drake King! Rex & Drake have decided to begin this match, as the two men step forward briefly—Drake keeps a steady look toward Rex as they are here to get things in motion. Both men begin to pace around the ring as they’re looking to exemplify the effort that’s expected of two men who have differing motivations, as they now lock horns with a quick collar and elbow tie-up to ensure this match can kick off in proper fashion!
Flannery McCoy: And of course, both men are adamant as ever in their individual approaches as they’re now trying to push the other opponent forward, with ample time being made to see who will give way & surmount the necessary advantage for any control control to be made here.. which appears to be falling in the favor of Rex McAllister, who is soon backing Drake into the corner as the referee is now counting down while Rex doesn’t waste too much time in backing himself away! Both of their hands are raised as they allow this beginning to remain cordial, back to their pacing they go before looking to reach forward!
Jake Mercer: But Rex ducks Drake’ reach & as soon as Drake is turning himself around—THERE IT IS! Knife edge chop from Rex McAllister lands across the chest of Drake King as now Drake’ is wincing back slightly, but he’s willing to go toe-to-toe with McAllister as he now sends a CHOP OF HIS OWN ACROSS HIS CHEST AS WELL! Rex is certainly gonna enjoy this exchange as he winced slightly as well, but not before aiming for ANOTHER CHOP ACROSS HIS CHEST! Drake doesn’t slow himself down either as he’s able to send another chop toward Rex!!! Both elitists are exchanging chops for as long as they can here—‘BUT A SWIFT & HEATED STRIKE FROM REX STOPS DRAKE!
Stew-O: Drake is now sent into the corner, as he’s very much unable to keep up while Rex has essentially become a savant for the striking game, with McAllister now making the rush toward Drake as he’s looking for the clothesline in the corner—BUT DRAKE WITH A JUMPING KNEE! Rex is clutching onto his own jaw as Drake is now rushing forward & looking to put McAllister down as he manages to rebound from the ropes, AND TURNS RIGHT BACK AROUND WITH A ROLLING ELBOW!! Drake is now quickly crawling back over to McAllister as he hooks the leg with a swiftness!
ONEEEE!!!
TWOOOOO—
Flannery McCoy: NOT ENOUGH! Rex is able to kick out as now Drake is returning back up to his feet, and looking to drag his opponent back up as he’s trying to apply as much of this pressure as he can while he’s still got McAllister in for a world of hurt here! Drake is dragging McAllister into position & now looking to capitalize with the proper amount of offense here, as he’s seeking out this FALCOLN ARROW AS HE HOISTS REX HIGHLY—
Jake Mercer: BUT REX WITH A KNEE DOWNWARD TO THE SKULL OF DRAKE! Drake has no choice but to let go as he’s brought to a brief standstill, trying to keep up with McAllister & aim for a SWIFT LARIAT AS WELL—BUT REX EVADES THE LARIAT & HOISTS DRAKE DIRECTLY INTO A FIREMAN’S CARRY DRIVER FROM THERE! Rex quickly aims for the cover here as the referee counts as well!
ONEEEE!!!
TWOOOOO—
Stew-O: Nothing there for the win! Drake kicks out as this match certainly is not nearing an end in sight anytime soon! Rex is now dragging Drake over to his own corner as he’s seeking out the tag to his other half, as Raven Roberts is now entering the fray here!
(TAG!)
Flannery McCoy: With Raven now the legal competitor on the behalf of Fire & Ice, Roberts is bringing herself up to the very top of the turnbuckle while McAllister brings himself toward the corner to keep himself on the apron while Drake is slowly rising back up to his feet as well… INTO THE MISSILE DROPKICK FROM RAVEN ROBERTS!!!! Drake is sent falling backward & rolling away as Raven was able to land with a sizable dropkick that made Drake King go wide-eyed upon impact! Drake is trying to bring himself up, and he’s shaking his own head as Raven is rushing over!!!
Jake Mercer: AS SHE LANDS A BOOT ACROSS HIS JAW!! Now Raven’s able to apply pressure as she’s sending repeated kicks across the chest of Drake while he’s backed in the corner, with the referee trying to do whatever he can to halt the pressure with this count as Raven is now under the radar for a potential disqualification to transpire! Thankfully she does stop herself, having to back away while Drake is now eagerly staggering over to the corner to his left as Raven doesn’t take his eye off of Drake as well!!
(TAG!)
Stew-O: As Raven is now rushing forward and looking to maintain all of the pressure that herself & Rex have built up against Drake—ONLY FOR AN ENZIGURI FROM MILLI ON THE APRON CATCHES HER OFF GUARD! Raven is still standing on her own two feet as she’s been taken into quite the dazed stance with Drake now able to retaliate back with a SUPERKICK TO SEND RAVEN DOWNWARD!! Drake now drops downward and rolls under the ropes to get himself onto the apron!!
Flannery McCoy: As Milli’s now bringing herself up & hopping over the top rope and onto the mat, rushing toward Raven while she’s down without leaving any room for error as SHE CAVES INTO RAVEN WITH A DIVING METEORA RIGHT AGAINST HER WITH AUTHORITY!! Milli is able to hook the leg with a swiftness as the referee is counting the pin to follow up an impressive Milli who is legal in this match!
ONEEEE!!!
TWOOOOO!!!
Jake Mercer: THE KICK OUT!!! Not enough to keep Roberts from maintaining as much of a clear head as possible with Milli now sitting himself up! She proceeds to drag Raven over and onto the ropes, able to place her over said ropes as she’s now leaning her knee directly over the upper back of Raven to keep the pressure applied as the referee is counting down! The referee is looking to keep the count going as disqualification can become an issue at hand if the World Champion here is not careful! But Milli does back herself away, which is creating more than enough room for Raven to breathe!
Stew-O: But Milli is now looking to capitalize as she rushes the ropes & now aims back towards Raven as she’s incapacitated TO NAIL THE COAST TO COAST—BUT RAVEN QUICKLY DUCKS AS MILLI IS UNABLE TO CONNECT!!! She’s now eagerly bringing himself back up as he’s looking to stay light on his feet for the moment here—BUT A SWIFT JUDO THROW FROM RAVEN IS ENOUGH TO LEAVE HER DAZED JUST ENOUGH TO BE UNABLE TO REVERSE! Raven is able to reverse in a big way as she was given the time necessary to recover!
Flannery McCoy: And Raven’s able to clutch on her own neck for a brief moment as she can’t help but cough, Milli kept her at bay for long enough as she’s now bringing herself back up, shaking her own head as he’s trying to remain conscious through the bout that’s still raging on as he’s back up into a proper stance—BUT NOT BEFORE RAVEN NAILS A CODEBREAKER TO PUT MILLI DOWN!!! Roberts drops Milli as she’s now laid out, with her opponent rushing over to make the cover as the referee counts!
ONEEEE!!!
TWOOOOO!!!
Jake Mercer: MILLI KICKS OUT!! Now Raven’s nodding to herself while sitting back up, and she’s not exactly keen on wasting much time here as she drags Milli toward her own corner, looking to keep her as far away from his corner as possible! Raven delivers repeated stomps downward onto the back of Milli’s head to keep him from making any rise again, as she’s looking toward McAllister to keep the pressure applied!
Stew-O: As Raven is now looking to seal the deal through this match as she takes hold of Milli’s wrist, and she’s dragging Banks back to her feet as Raven may be looking to end the match with ‘FACELIFT’—BUT MILLI IS ABLE TO DUCK UNDER THE SPINNING HEEL KICK & MOTION BEHIND RAVEN, AND CLUTCHES HER WRIST WHILE BEHIND HER!
Flannery McCoy: AS MILLI TURNS RAVEN RIGHT AROUND—RIPCORD SLAP!!! FOLLOWED BY THE BICYCLE KNEE! Raven is stirring as Milli is finding her way right here, and she LEAPS TOWARD ROBERTS TO COMPLETE THE ‘CROSSFADED’!!! Roberts slumps down accordingly as Milli is now eager to rush herself right over & get this pin over Raven Roberts as quickly as she’s able to! The referee rushed himself over to the count!
ONEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEE—
Jake Mercer: NO! THE KICKOUT AS THIS MATCH HAS TO CONTINUE! Now Milli is shaking her own head, seeing that Raven will not stay down for long as she is now looking to ensure that there is no room for her to get herself back into this for good! Banks is bringing herself upward, now nodding to herself while Roberts is steadily rising, and this doesn’t look like it can end good for Raven either way, ‘cause MILLI TAKES HOLD OF RAVEN & RUSHES OFF THE ROPES FOR ‘STRANGE JOURNEY’’—
Stew-O: BUT RAVEN CATCHES MILLI OFF GROUND WITH THE MID-AIR CODEBREAKER!!! Milli is wide eyed as she’s forced to back herself away and into the ropes, trying to shake off the codebreaker that countered her rather effectively as Raven is able to motion back up to her feet, able to rush back toward Banks while she’s still struggling to find her way here—
Flannery McCoy: AS SHE CATCHES HER WITH ‘FACELIFT’ RIGHT THERE!!! THE SPINNING HEEL KICK ACROSS HER JAW!!! Roberts is now rushing herself to the cover for herself here, looking to bring the victory to Fire & Ice as Milli is laid out while the referee counts the pin away!
ONEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEE—
Jake Mercer: NO! KICK OUT! Milli is remaining in this match as Raven is nodding now. She understands that there is much more that needs to be done here in order to take the victory home & continue to set that pace as the united front of forever here! Roberts finds her footing again, while Milli is trying to get herself back up, in this slight struggle as this will have to translate more than well for her in order to evade what’s about to come sprawling toward her right here… AS RAVEN IS LOOKING FOR ‘TALON’—
Stew-O: MILLI DUCKS & RAVEN LANDS FLAT ON HER BACK!!! Roberts with a palm along her lower back as she is trying to get herself motioning upward, shaking her own head here as Milli is also still a little shaky from the pressure she was dealt earlier! Banks is back up to her feet while Roberts is turning herself toward her, and they are both set to collide as these two elitists don’t want to hold back!
Flannery McCoy: AS THEY RUSH TOWARD ONE ANOTHER TO COLLIDE WITH ONE ANOTHER—AS THE CROSSBODIES CONNECT!!! THEY’RE BOTH DOWN! They each crawl themselves toward their respective corners, looking to bring themselves back up in this exchange!
(TAG!)
Jake Mercer: AS BOTH REX & DRAKE TAG BACK IN! They rush toward one another now, as McAllister sends a SWIFT CHOP ACROSS HIS CHEST! Drake is shaking his own head vigorously as he retorts with a FOREARM ACROSS HIS JAW! Rex keeps himself steady as he is not holding back any further than he’s looking to dish out, as ANOTHER CHOP follows up from there! Drake refuses to hold back as there’s ANOTHER FOREARM FOLLOWING!
Stew-O: McAllister is refusing himself from relenting back, as he’s sending a CHOP! AND ANOTHER CHOP! AND ANOTHER CHOP! Rex is sending the chops across his chest with all of the pressure that he can give, as Drake is trying to keep himself standing—BY NAILING A SWIFT SLINGBLADE TO DROP REX MCALLISTER WHERE HE STOOD!
Flannery McCoy: And now McAllister is left scrambling, as Drake King will be looking to take advantage in a much bigger way as he wants to be able to put the former Unified Tag Team Champion down without any questions left for doubt—AS HE’S LOOKING FOR THE SWIFT ‘CROWN OF THORNS’—BUT REX SQUIRMS FREE BEFORE DRAKE & HOISTS DRAKE WITH THE SPINEBUSTER!!!! HE SLAMS DRAKE DOWN!!! Rex hooks the leg as the referee is now counting away!
ONEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE—
Jake Mercer: NOT ENOUGH! Drake is able to kick out as Rex is now looking to return back to his feet, backing away and into the corner as he’s laying in wait for Drake to rise back up to his feet! Rex is seeing that Drake is now steadily rising, and he’s stirring on his feet as Rex is now rushing forward as he’s seeking out the ‘REX EFFECT’—
Stew-O: DRAKE WITH A SUPERKICK THAT KNOCKS REX FOR A LOOP THERE!!! REX GOT CAUGHT!! Rex is stirring on his feet, unable to retort back with any counter against King as he is still on his knees, but Drake King is rising back up and not refraining from rushing back toward Rex here AS HE RUSHES FORWARD!
Flannery McCoy: WITH THE ‘ASCENSION’ PEDIGREE!!! MCALLISTER IS PUT DOWN SWIFTLY AT THAT!!! Drake rushes himself to the cover as the referee is counting away!
ONEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE—
Jake Mercer: BUT REX KICKS OUT! Drake is shaking his own head as he’s rising upward, refusing to slow down as he’s looking to make sure that Rex will stay down for the next maneuver that he looks to engage with! McAllister is crawling along, and he’s looking to get this into gear as Drake RUSHES TOWARD HIM WITH ‘JUDGMENT DAY’—
Stew-O: JUMPING KNEE FROM REX CATCHES DRAKE KING!!! Drake is wide-eyed as he staggers back & into the corner while McAllister also stumbles backward after such an immense counter there!
(TAG!)
Flannery McCoy: RAVEN TAGS BACK IN! SHE FOCUSES IN ON DRAKE—WHAT THE HELL?!?!? KASAI JUST FLOORED RAVEN ROBERTS WITH A SPRINGBOARD DROPKICK!!! ROBERTS GOT DROPPED BY KASAI!!
Jake Mercer: AND DRAKE KING IS NAILED BY A BIG BOOT FROM METHUSELAH OUT OF NOWHERE!!!! METHUSELAH TAKES DRAKE KING DOWN AS THIS MATCH JUST HAS TO BE THROWN OUT FROM HERE! THE REFEREE IS CALLING THE BELL!!!
(DING! DING! DING! DING! DING! DING!)
Flannery McCoy: AND KASAI IS STOMPING DOWN ONTO RAVEN IN THE CORNER!! EACH STOMP IS DRILLING ITSELF DOWN INTO HER CHEST AS SHE’ UNRELENTING WHILE REX POUNCES INTO THE PRESSURE BETWEEN DRAKE & THE CHAIRMAN FOR A BRAWL ON THE OUTSIDE!
Stew-O: AND HERE COMES THE SECURITY! ALL OF THE PERSONNEL IS DELVING INTO THE RING, AS THEY’RE TRAINING TO HOLD KASAI BACK FROM RAVEN, BUT KASAI IS VIOLENTLY SHOVING THEM OFF! SHE EVEN SENDS A SPINNING ELBOW SPRAWLING ACROSS THE SKULL OF ONE—
Flannery McCoy: ‘TALON’!!! RAVEN TAKES ADVANTAGE AND DROPS KASAI WITH TALON!!! MEANWHILE DRAKE IS BEHIND REX, LOOKING TO ENSURE HE’S TRAPPED FOR A GOURDBUSTER OVER THE BARRICADE! BUT REX SQUIRMS FREE AND LANDS BACK ON HIS FEET QUICKLY TURNING AROUND!
Jake Mercer: SPEAR!!!!! REX MOVES OUT OF THE WAY AS METHUSELAH DROPS DRAKE KING WITH THE SPEAR!!!! THE CHAIRMAN GETS HIMSELF BACK UP TO HIS FEET—
Stew-O: ‘REX EFFECT’!!!! METHUSELAH LAID OUT AS WELL!!! BOTH REX MCALLISTER & RAVEN ROBERTS ARE ABLE TO STAND TALL AS SECURITY SPRAWLS FURTHER TO CLOSE OUT THIS EDITION OF DYNASTY!
(‘I2I’ can be heard blaring through the speakers once more as Rex & Raven stand tall while standing in differing levels, with the rest of the field trying to recover as security is surrounding the parameter. Milli is holding onto her own gold, glaring around at the chaos with a slight squint on her eyes as the scene fades.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
