(EAW logo plays.)
(The scene opens up to a sprawling view of Egypt, and on the road, there is the EAW Dyansty-branded tour bus. The cameras quickly cut in inside of it as the Dynasty roster is in it. Music blares out, and as it’s being focused on, it’s apparent that ‘P.I.M.P’ by 50 Cent is playing, along with two Elitists rapping and singing along to it.)
Joso: I don’t know what you heard about me!
Chris Elite: But a bitch can’t get a dollar outta me!
Joso: No Cadillac, no perms, you can’t see!
Chris Elite: That I’m a motherfucking P.I.M.P! :singing:
(Some of the Elitists, like Kirk Redwood and Hans Grayson, were bopping along to the tunes, while others, like Issac Crow and Drake King looked absolutely annoyed.)
Joso: Damn, Unc! Why couldn’t we have gotten together and do some karaoke instead of beefing with each other last year!?
Chris Elite: Uh, ‘cause you were a dickhead?
(Joso shrugs.)
Joso: Fair enough. ‘Least I beat you, tho! :umad:
Chris Elite: Uh-huh. Barely. 🙄
Drake King: Oh my goodness, can we change the music to something else, at least? We’ve been hearing nothing but rap for the past two hours!
Joso: I know you ain’t yapping, lil nigga. Shut the fuck up. You’d probably have us listening to Three Days Grace or some other irrelevant ahh rock band that isn’t on and popping anymore.
Drake King: Okay? But at least the music I listen to is better than this trash?
Joso: Okay, Mr. “I’Ve dReAmEd Of A rEsOlvE”, I hear ya.
(Drake rolls his eyes and shakes his head. However, the music suddenly shifts.)
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Joso: Ah hell nah man, what the fu–
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: That’s enough. Drake is right. We let you have your fun handling the aux for a couple of hours now. It’s time to change things up.
Richard Grant: It sure is, and no one wants to listen to some thug that only peaked for four years anyway!
Chris Elite: **Seven, but you pop off, oldie.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Not even relevant musically for a decade at least. Sad!
(Kensingten and Richard sing along to the track they changed to, and most of the talent groan. Daniella Atlas plugs in her earphones, listening to her music, whereas Clayton Golde can be heard yapping away with his phone raised.)
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(Mia Santoro and BRAE give him the nasty side-eye possible before the shot shows Saori Aizen leaning over her seat, looking down at Daniella.)
Saori Aizen: Picking out which song you’re going to weap to when I beat you at House of Glass.
(Daniella, sensing her presence, takes out an earbud and turns her head up to her, giving a smile.)
Daniella Atlas: Non ma chérie. I’m merely doing the honors for you. I think something dramatic would be befitting for you, no?
(Saori rolls her eyes and sits back down. Down in the aisle, Vincent Mondrian is reading a book, whereas Holly Arrow is watching Dragonball on her phone. Cy Henderson can be seen, taking a nap. Drake Armstrong is across from him, still finding it hard to get comfortable in his seat.)
Drake Armstrong: Stupid, cheap bus. Could they have not afforded something better?
(This catches the attention of Raven Roberts and Rex McAllister, who shake their heads.)
Raven Roberts: What a spoiled, privileged brat.
Rex McAllister: Tell me about it.
(And to the back are Myles and Minerva. Minerva and Myles rest their heads along on another, staring off into the window.)
Minerva: Are you excited?
(Myles attention flickers to her.)
Myles: I am. I look forward to the two of us winning.
(His eyes lift up, catching sight of Drake and Joso.)
Myles: .. *Especially* when there are some scores we need to settle.
Minerva: Absolutely. Then, everything will fall into place.
(Her hand held his, and Myles looks down, having a faint smile on his face.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: WAIT, LOOK OUT!!
(All of a sudden, the bus swerves. Everyone on board doesn’t even have time to react before it tips over on the side and crashes.)
(A timelapse occurs, and those on the bus drag themselves out of the broken remnants of the tour bus. Glass shards are all over the place. Everyone manages to have survived, having some cuts and scrapes, but stand together. Everyone looks around, noticing the sun is dipping and they are out in the barren desert.)
Myles: What the hell happened?
(Kensingten and Richard hold one another up.)
Richard Grant: Damn bus tried to avoid some vehicle that was in the wrong lane… causing us to crash.
(Myles looks around, seeing that the other Elitists are trying to gather their bearings. He looks around, but there is no sign of civilization anywhere. He blinks, confused, but he dusts himself off and goes towards Minerva, who is checking herself out.)
Myles: You okay?
Minerva: Yeah, I am. How about you?
(His fingers blot the bit of blood on his forehead.)
Myles: Eh. Not the first time I’ve bled.
(He helps her up and heads over to the rest of the group. Drake immediately cuts a look at Minerva.)
Drake King: Oh, *you* survived too? What a shame. Would’ve been a merciful way for you to go compared to how things are going to go down for you at House of Glass.
Minerva: Sure — if we can even *make* it to Cairo in the first place. Seems like we’re stuck.
Chris Elite: :noah:
Drake Armstrong: I knew I should’ve gone on that jet and not have been lured in with some stupid idea of a road trip to the show!
Kirk Redwood: Damn. We’re stuck in the desert, too. Ain’t nothing going to be fun about this.
(Everyone looks around, trying to map out their next move, but it’s clear there is only one thing for them to do.)
Myles: … Let’s grab whatever stuff manage to survive the wreckage and get a move on before it’s too dark.
(Joso scoffs.)
Joso: And who made you in charge?
Myles: Myself? Is there a problem?
(The King of Elite rolls his eyes.)
Joso: Whatever, man.
(The gang grab their stuff, with Hans, Daniella, BRAE, and Myles finding their championships that got flung around. The crew then walks, trekking through endless miles of sand.)
(Night falls. Sun stands.)
(Exhaustation was already settling in before Saori Aizen called out.)
Saori Aizen: Hey! Over there in the distance.
(The group spots a pyramid, almost glistening within the sun.)
Myles: Finally, a break from all this damn sand.
Joso: You think there’s something in there?
BRAE: Well, it’s either a mirage or our best shot at shelter.
Hans Grayson: Either way, we’re going to find out. Let’s move.
(They pick up the pace, eager to reach the structure before the heat gets to them. As they get closer, the pyramid’s ancient stone walls come into clearer view—massive, imposing, and littered with hieroglyphs.)
Daniella Atlas: I’ve got a bad feeling about this.
Saori Aizen: It’s either this, or we keep wandering aimlessly in the desert. Your call.
Clayton Golde: No sense in hesitating. I need to charge my phone!
BRAE: :francis:
Mia Santoro: What a moron.
(They approach the entrance—a narrow passageway, nearly buried under the sands of time. Myles steps forward to inspect it.)
Myles: It’s tight, but it’ll do. Just be prepared for whatever’s inside.
Joso: You’re sure there’s nothing else to worry about? Traps, maybe? Ancient curses?
Myles: The King scared of a little superstition?
Joso: I’m not scared; I just like keeping my head attached to my body, thanks.
Myles: Then stay close, your majesty.
(Everyone gets in, being mindful of where they step. As they advance further, the space gets wider and wider before they reach the heart of the pyramid. The group stand in awe.)
Richard Grant: Holy hell…
(Inside looked like a fortress, with riches and treasure everywhere, food and water in abundance. Drake King has a skeptical look, but everyone rushes on, either jumping into piles of treasures or indulging in sustenance that is questionably there conveniently.)
(The group is relieved. They use the water to clean themselves. Some fill their stomachs after going a day without eating. Others toll around with the treasures kept in the place.)
Drake Armstrong: I think this ring will go nicely with my collection. 😌
(Right on a pedestal stood a crown, which captures Joso’s attention. He heads over to it, and takes it off, holding it in his hands. As he stares at it, he can see his journey this year, from becoming King of Elite, facing Jamie O’Hara, defeating Impact, feuding with Drake King, and everything that has transpired with his feud with Myles.)
(Through that, something takes hold of him. His eyes glimmer and it is like a voice telling him to wear it. Tempted, he does so. He grins.)
Joso: Now that’s more like it.
(Joso turns to the group.)
Joso: Y’all like my new crown? :mjgrin:
Myles: Where did you even get that from?
Joso: Over there.
(Myles raises a brow, walking up to the pedestal. Some words were inscribed on it. He dusts it off, but then, as he turns back, he notices the crown has shifted into glass.)
Myles: Huh?
(Joso turns to him, but the crown glass shatters.)
Joso: O.
(And everything else turns to glass as well—including the pyramid itself.)
Minerva: This is… unnerving.
Mia Santoro: :lupe: I think we may have gambled a little too much with fate.
(Everything starts to shatter and break. The group begins to panic as the walls of the pyramid starts to crumble down.)
Myles: WELL, WHAT ARE YOU ALL WAITING FOR!? HAUL ASS AND *MOVE IT!*
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: RICHIE, COME! STAY CLOSE TO ME!
(The gang then scurry out, everything collapsing. However, they all manage to get out in the nick of time, and as they reach back outside, they turn to see that everything has shattered into millions of fragments.)
Daniella Atlas: That was too close!
Cy Henderson: No kidding! But there goes our shelter!
Rex McAllister: Guess that means we’ll have to keep going.
(The talent looks worn out, but they walk. However, to their shock, there were many people around them, looking at them as if they were crazy.)
Myles: What is going on..?
(Myles blinks. The scene briefly goes black.)
(Then, when he opens them back, he along with the rest of the Dynasty talent isn’t harmed. They’re fine, standing within a museum, and many onlookers looking at them in confusion.)
(Myles scans the area before coming upon the artifact that is in front of him. The Shabaka Stone of Memphite theology, a literal and figurative artifact of deception. He shakes his head, but he looks over and sees Minerva walking towards him.)
Myles: I didn’t go crazy, right? We all saw, felt, and experienced the same thing.
(She responds in a hushed tone.)
Minerva: Yes. Let’s not worry about it though. We should get out of here.
(Myles is still stuck on everything that transpired, but listening to Minerva, he walks away with her. Glancing over his shoulder though, he sees Joso, staring at a crown that was on a pedestal.)
(As he heads off, SOSA Henderson, Michael Machina, and Bea Valentine can be seen.)
SOSA Henderson: Damn, them niggas are *tripping* tripping. Guess that’s what happens when you’re stuck wrestling for a bunch of racists.
Michael Machina: Oh, I do not miss that one *bit*.
Bea Valentine: Ugh, same here, darling. It’s enough to drive anyone wild!
(The final shot pans away from the museum to an overhead shot of Cairo, Egypt, before the *House of Glass* title card is shown off.)
Narrator: And now, EAW and Dynasty in conjunction with Windex and Joker: Folie à Deux, presents House of Glass!
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(‘Can’t Hold Me Down’ by Pharrell Williams, Kyle Richh, Lil Wayne and Lil Yachty plays as pyro goes off. The Cairo Stadium Indoor Complex in Cairo, Egypt is packed and the fans go crazy. Stew-O, Flannery McCoy, and Jake Mercer are all seen together.)
Stew-O: EAW Universe, thank you for tuning in with us, and welcome to House of Glass! I am Stew-O, and as always, I am joined by Jake Mercer and Flannery McCoy!
Jake Mercer: What a show we have tonight! So many huge contests! Four title matches, a lot of action to be had, and of course, as is tradition, there is going to be a lot of glass involved! :blessed:
Flannery McCoy: Absolutely! So, let’s go ahead and kick things off hot!
(The first match card of the evening is shown.)
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Jake Mercer: OH YEAH, BABY! NEW BREED DIVISION, STAND UP!
Stephie Love: The following contest is an elimination Glass Tables Match!!! And it is for the EAW New Breed Championship!
(Notorious by UPSAHL hits. Mia Santoro comes strutting out, confident in her chances as she heads down to the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first from Key West, Florida… MIAAAAAAAAAA SANTORRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Here comes a woman who has had a lot of fire lit underneath her in the past couple of weeks. Mia wants to solidify her spot in EAW after being constantly involved in title matches but falling short of winning them. Will tonight be the night she takes BRAE, Issac Crow, and Clayton Golde to task, or will this be another bitter defeat for La Desperada?
(Afterwards, ‘Unreal’ by Chaoseum hits. The fans boo, but Issac Crow steps out, unphased by the reaction. He gets in the ring, glaring at Mia who doesn’t back off.)
Stephie Love: Introducing second from Parts Unknown… ISAAAAAAAC CRRRRRRRROWEEEEEEEE!!!!
Jake Mercer: Issac has been piecing together the pieces lately and he is slowly but surely becoming a New Breed to watch out for. Though, I wouldn’t personally trust him to apply eyeliner on me. :yikes:
Flannery McCoy: Issac has made his voice heard throughout the week, and now, it’s about getting that big win to make a huge statement to the entire world.
(“Betty (Get Money)!” by Yung Gravy blares out next.)
Crowd: :noah:
(Clayton Golde comes out, cocky as can be, and wearing a shirt advertising his podcast. He gets in the ring, brushing off the other two Elitists.)
Stephie Love: Introducing third from An Undisclosed Location in Romania… CLAYTON GOLDEEEEEE!!!!
Stew-O: Well, love him or hate him, Clayton has become a prominent face here and while it may be for more of the wrong reasons, there’s no denying he carries himself like a star.
Jake Mercer: Yessir! All of the other beta males need to fall in line and take his words seriously!
(Finally, “Star Wars Duel of the Fates” hits, and the New Breed Champion himself, BRAE, makes his presence felt. He looks ahead at his three challengers and the glass tables surrounding the area. Unphased, undaunted, he presses forward.)
Stephie Love: Introducing last from Bray County Wicklow, Ireland… he is the EAW New Breed Champion… BRRRRRRRRRRRAEEEEEEEE!!!
Flannery McCoy: BRAE has been at a whole different level since winning that title at Pain for Pride. He has been carrying the prestige that was elevated by Michael Machina, and he has been nothing short of a fighting champion throughout his reign. Still, with three hungry Elitists eyeing his title, can he get the job done again, or will this be the last night he’ll get to walk with the championship here in EAW?
(As all competitors gather in the ring the camera pans out to show the various glass tables set up around ringside including in the ring. There are even a number of glass tables covered up with tarps around ringside as well as at the top of the ramp causing many in the audience to wonder what could be beneath them.)
Flannery McCoy: This will be the greatest challenge yet of BRAE’s New Breed title reign. Can he survive against challengers like this?
Stew-O: I have no idea. I have no idea if anyone will survive this. The only way to win this match is to eliminate all competitors one by one by putting them through a glass table!
Jake Mercer: Truly barbaric. This match was actually a common form of punishment for criminals back in the early days of the Bronze Age collapse. Many consider the way that human civilization collapsed to be much like that of a glass table shattering under the pressure of that which encumbered it. :wow:
Stew-O: :francis:
(DING! DING! DING!)
Flannery McCoy: The match is now underway as BRAE and Isaac Crow are battling it out on one side of the ring and Mia Santoro and Clayton Golde are fighting on the other! This thing is getting intense. BRAE immediately picks Isaac up and throws him out of the ring and through a glass table set up at ringside! No! Isaac manages to get out of BRAE’s clutches and escapes to the corner. But BRAE turns back on him and rushes in with a Running Clothesline! No Isaac gets his feet up and lunges in at BRAE and takes him down with a Running Dropkick! BRAE falls backwards across the ring as Isaac leaps on top of him and begins throwing fists! BRAE is taking a beating early on and the champ is realizing quickly that tonight could be his last night ever as champion! Meanwhile, Mia and Clayton are fighting and it looks like Clayton just got his eyes gouged out by the fingers of Mia!
Stew-O: Mia Santoro is getting all kinds of vicious as she goes in on Clayton Golde and drags him out of the ring. Mia bashes Clayton’s skull into a glass table causing it to crack from the force! Mia throws Clayton into the barricade before climbing up on top of the glass table and lunging off it at Clayton taking him down with a Flying Clothesline! Mia with impressive agility as she leaps up to the steel ring steps and flips off with a Moonsault landing on top of Clayton! She gets off him as pinfalls are not relevant at all in this match and continues to throw Clayton around ringside savagely. Mia reaches under the ring and pulls out a glass chair before going to use it on Clayton! This is a Glass Tables Match Mia! I don’t think it is legal to use that!
(*SHATTER*)
Flannery McCoy: The glass chair breaks across the apron of the ring as Clayton Golde moves out of the way! The chair shatters and the shards go right into the eyes of Mia Santoro who screams out in pain! I guess now we may never know if the referee would have disqualified Mia for using a weapon other than a glass table! I suspect that the referee wouldn’t go there… That would be pretty stupid. But do we even test our referee’s intelligence? I mean they seem to be kind of stupid not gonna lie…
Jake Mercer: Flannery please. Just because the referee’s are not on my IQ level doesn’t give you of all people the right to insult them. Please show some decorum.
Flannery McCoy: I apologize. But I don’t think Clayton Golde is going to apologize for taking advantage of Mia Santoro having glass shards in her eyes! Clayton just grabbed Mia and threw her onto a glass table! Clayton now off the apron onto Mia on the table!-
Jake Mercer: But Mia moves out of the way! Clayton manages to avoid going through the table himself and avoids being defeated here in this match. That would have been a quick one…
Stew-O: Speaking of quick it looks like the tides have changed inside the ring as BRAE is overpowering Isaac Crow and lifting him up off of himself! BRAE with incredible strength as he lifts Isaac up into a powerbomb position. Sit Down Powerbomb by BRAE as Isaac feels the rage! Isaac is feeling a possibly broken spine as well as BRAE now rolls out of the ring and grabs a glass table from outside and slides it back into the ring. BRAE is setting the table up now but Isaac is back up and attacks him from behind before he can get the table up! The table collapses in the ring and cracks! BRAE grabs Isaac by the neck and hurls him back first into the fallen table! The table shatters as the glass shards go into the back of Isaac! But the table was on the ground so that does not count as going through the table!
Jake Mercer: Outside the ring Mia Santoro just drove Clayton Golde head-first right into our commentary table! Our commentary table is not made of glass come on Mia let’s stick to the theme…
Flannery McCoy: But Mia just bashes Clayton’s head into our table one more time! Mia then runs Clayton head-first into the turnbuckle corner and Clayton sprawls out outside the ring. Mia reaches under the ring and pulls out another glass table as Clayton slowly gets up! Mia rushes in and drives the table right into the gut of Clayton! No! Clayton moved out of the way! Mia whirls around and Clayton kicks the glass table right into Mia’s face! Mia goes flying backward from the force of the glass colliding with her skull and she drops the table! Clayton grabs it as Isaac rolls out of the ring and Clayton takes advantage to drive the table repeatedly into the downed Isaac! But wait look out!!! BRAE with a Running Suicide Dive out of the ring!
(*CRASH*)
Stew-O: HOLY SHIT! BRAE WITH A SUICIDE DIVE OUTSIDE THE RING SPEARING THROUGH THAT GLASS TABLE TO TAKE OUT CLAYTON!!! BRAE IS THE ULTIMATE MADMAN!
Flannery McCoy: The crowd can’t believe what they just saw! BRAE’s entire body is sliced up now with small red cuts having put his body through that table to get to his opposition! Everyone is down outside the ring and somehow against all odds BRAE is slowly getting to his feet first! BRAE is showing why he is the EAW New Breed Champion here tonight! BRAE is slowly getting back up as he meets Mia Santoro outside the ring and they begin to hit each other repeatedly! But Isaac and Clayton are getting up to it and it is an all-out brawl out here as the fists are flying!
Stew-O: BRAE with a massive haymaker to the side of Clayton Golde’s skull sending him falling backwards and hitting the back of his head on the steel ring steps! But Isaac Crow kicks BRAE in the balls and the New Breed Champion falls to the ground! Mia Santoro then jumps Isaac from behind and throws him back first into the LED barricade at ringside. Mia up onto the apron and leaps off with a Diving Splash onto BRAE as Isaac is slowly getting back up. Isaac grabs Mia from behind and drops her with a jumping Cutter! Isaac pulls himself back up but here comes Clayton who drops him with a DDT on the outside of the ring! Clayton grabs a glass table and props it up against the ring as he grabs BRAE and throws him into the table! No! BRAE reverses and whips Clayton into the table propped up against the rin-
Jake Mercer: But Clayton Golde runs up the propped-up glass table and does a backflip off it and takes out BRAE with an improvised Moonsault! What agility shown from Clayton! Clayton now throwing BRAE into the ring as he gets in as well and they begin throwing hands. But BRAE overpowers Clayton and throws him shoulder-first into the ring post. BRAE then gets jumped from behind by both Isaac and Mia who just took him out with a double forearm to the back of the neck. And now Clayton is back up too and all three are teaming up against BRAE! They are working together determined to ensure that there is a new New Breed Champion here tonight! They intend to work together to eliminate BRAE first! A glass table is brought into the ring as BRAE is lifted up by Isaac into powerbomb position! BRAE is going through the table to be the first man eliminated here tonight!!!
Flannery McCoy: No! BRAE manages to slip out of it and reverses into a Sunset Flip driving Isaac’s head back up against the ropes! Mia and Isaac rush in at BRAE but he grabs the glass table and hurls it at them! BRAE just throwing large glass objects around like it is nothing! The table takes out all of his opponents as BRAE is rolling! BRAE is making a scene here tonight as he climbs up to the top rope putting his body on the line and hits Mia with a Diving Elbow Drop off the top! BRAE lifts Mia up and is looking to throw her out of the ring! A Running Powerbomb to the outside of the ring sending Mia right through a glass table!
Stew-O: No! Mia manages to move in midair to avoid the glass table! But she still crashes back first onto the floor! That might have hurt worse than the glass! Mia is out cold here at ringside but she is still in the match! Isaac and Clayton are back up and they jumped BRAE from behind before he could go after Mia at ringside! Isaac and Clayton now teaming up on BRAE stomping him down double team style. But BRAE is fighting through the pain! BRAE is back up despite the shots on him from Isaac and Clayton coming in at him like it is having no effect whatsoever! BRAE grabs both competitors by the skulls and bashes their heads together! Isaac falls backwards flying out of the ring and collapses down right next to Mia while Clayton collapses in the ring falling backwards onto some glass shards in the middle of the ring!
(*SLICE!*)
Flannery McCoy: Oh god some of those glass shards just pierced into the back of Clayton Golde! BRAE is laughing as Clayton screams and begins to bleed out on the canvas! He could have a severe puncture wound! But BRAE is showing no mercy as he picks Clayton up and locks him tight into a Bear Hug! He is squeezing Clayton and driving the glass even further into his back with that pressure applied! What kind of sick bastard is this BRAE guy anyway? But Clayton is desperate now! He has felt so much pain from that glass he might be numb to it now and he is hitting elbows right on the top of BRAE’s skull! BRAE is forced to release the hold and Clayton collapses to the mat and hurls glass into the eyes of BRAE! BRAE falls backward into the corner in pain as he blinks repeatedly trying to clear his eyes out! But Clayton is not going to let him recover!-
Stew-O: Clayton Golde charges into the corner and connects with a Running Cannonball Senton! Clayton got all of it and crushed BRAE in the corner! Clayton now with an opportunity to do some damage on the New Breed Champ! BRAE is in a bad way now as Clayton flips him over and places him upside down in the corner in a Tree of Woe position! Clayton kicks at the head of BRAE who is just hanging motionlessly! Clayton now running off the ropes… and he kicks hard into the head of BRAE! He gets all of it! Running Punt Kick to the head of BRAE who falls off the top rope and lands painfully on his neck! Clayton might have this thing won… if it was a pinfall-based match!
Jake Mercer: Unfortunately for him, it is not! Clayton Golde now rolling out of the ring as he goes to ringside and finds a glass table! He slides it into the ring as he places BRAE on top of it! Clayton now going up to the top rope! Clayton is putting it all on the line here tonight! Clayton lunges off the top rope with a Flying Splash on BRAE through the table-
Flannery McCoy: No! Mia Santoro from behind hurls glass shards at the back of Clayton Golde knocking him off the top rope! Mia up to the top rope now as she is looking to put BRAE through the table! But BRAE rolls off the table in time! Mia jumps anyway! Mia grabs BRAE by the neck and drops him with a Tornado DDT! But wait Isaac Crow is over by where the glass tables covered by tarps are! He is going to remove one…
Stew-O: Isaac Crow takes a tarp off one of the tables to reveal an end table!
Jake Mercer: Unfortunately EAW’s production workers have barred us from showing you a graphic of these tables so I am just going to have to get very descriptive. This is a small box shaped table will several drawers inside of it! And they are all made of glass! Isaac rips one of the glass drawers out of the glass end table and rushes the ring with it!
Flannery McCoy: But Mia Santoro sees him coming! Mia ducks the shot Isaac threw at her with that glass drawer! She kicks him in the gut and connects with a Stalling Suplex in the ring! But she stalled for too long! BRAE is up and he just gored right through the midsection of Mia! But wait look out! Clayton is in the ring and he grabbed the glass drawer! He just snuck up on BRAE from behind and-
(*SMASH*!)
Stew-O: Clayton Golde just crushed the glass drawer across the back of the head of BRAE! BRAE collapses in a thud to the mat and is lying in a pool of blood seeping from the back of his head! That drawer just completely disintegrated on impact! Clayton now going to pick BRAE up and put him onto the glass table in the ring! But look out! Mia just grabbed the glass end table from at ringside and hurled it into the ring at full force!
Jake Mercer: But Clayton Golde catches it! Clayton then throws it back at Mia who also catches it! Mia is not going to take this as she hurls it back at Clayton. They are playing catch which is something my father never did with me. :mjcry: !
Flannery McCoy: Wait look out-
Stew-O: Isaac Crow just intercepted the endtable in midair as it was thrown between Mia and Clayton! Isaac leaps up onto the apron and grabs the end table and quickly hurls it back at Mia! It smashes right into her face and her head is caught inside the enclosure where the glass door used to be! Mia is spinning around now trying to get the endtable off her head!
Flannery McCoy: But it is stuck! Mia is trapped inside the glass end table! Isaac now looking to take advantage but Clayton from behind rams him off the apron! Clayton now off the apron but his leg is swept out from under him by BRAE! BRAE now grabbing Clayton and throws him gut first into the LED barricade at ringside! Clayton just got cooked!
Stew-O: BRAE then grabs Mia Santoro who is still trapped in the glass and pulls her in… BRAE whirls Mia around and drops her… WITH THE RED DEATH!!!
Jake Mercer: :damn: !
Flannery McCoy: BRAE just completely smashed Mia Santoro with that H-Bomb while her head is still trapped in the glass end table! And it completely shattered around her face slashing her with glass! Mia is deceased and I can’t even look at her face! She is going to need serious plastic surgery because BRAE has left her completely deformed!
Stew-O: BRAE definitely would have this match won if pinfalls were allowed but he has to put Mia through a glass table! Shattering one wrapped around her head does not count! I feel like there is an argument to be made that it counts but the referee is not counting it! This referee wants to see someone put through a table by their opponent definitively!
Flannery McCoy: What is BRAE doing now? BRAE is dragging Mia Santoro to a glass table set up at ringside and sets her up next to it! BRAE charges in and kicks Mia! But Mia is pulled out of the way by Clayton Golde as BRAE’s boot goes through the glass instead! BRAE’s leg is trapped in the glass as Clayton is now taking full advantage! Clayton is beating on BRAE as Isaac Crow is now back up as well and joining him! The double team continues as Isaac and Clayton kick at BRAE’s ankle trapped in the glass hole and the shards are cutting into it! A bloody ring is forming around the ankle of BRAE who might be about to lose an entire foot here tonight!
Stew-O: BRAE’s entire boot is being covered with blood now as Isaac grabs a glass shard and slams it hard into the shoulder of BRAE! BRAE screams and collapses outside the ring from the sheer blood loss as now Isaac and Clayton are calling to bring BRAE back into the ring and put him on a glass table! But now is the part where it all breaks down! Isaac and Clayton are now shoving each other and arguing over who should put BRAE through the table! They begin throwing shots at each other as they were unable to come to an agreement! They both want to become the EAW New Breed Champion but only one can! Isaac throws Clayton into the ropes but Clayton grabs the top rope and swings around onto the apron! Isaac thought Clayton went over… Clayton leaps to the top rope and flies into the ring with a Springboard Forearm and drops Isaac!
Jake Mercer: Clayton Golde is now turning on BRAE and this is his chance to put him through the table and win the whole match! Clayton pulls BRAE up and puts him up on his shoulders… DEATH VALLEY DRIVER INTO THE TABLE!!!-
Flannery McCoy: No! BRAE is fighting it off! BRAE with repeated elbow strikes to the head of Clayton and both men fall off the table without going through!
Stew-O: BRAE picks Clayton up and tosses him backward with a German Suplex! Clayton lands on the back of his neck in pain as BRAE grabs him and tosses him out of the ring! BRAE lunges out of the ring but Clayton sidesteps it and BRAE goes right into the barricade at ringside! Clayton looking to take full advantage here as he grabs BRAE and throws him up into a Piledriver position outside the ring! But Mia Santoro off the top rope with a Corkscrew Crossbody taking out both men! Mia is back in this thing out of nowhere! This match has been every competitor coming in out of nowhere and it could easily go any way. It is only a matter of time until one of these competitors goes through a table! We have like five of them set up by now it could happen at any time!
Flannery McCoy: Mia Santoro is taking the tarp off another table… What the hell is that…
Stew-O: It’s a glass ping pong table! Mia grabs a glass racket off the table as Isaac Crow comes running at her!
(*WHACK*)
Jake Mercer: Mia Santoro smashes the glass racket over the head of Isaac knocking him down! Mia throws Isaac up onto the table but he rolls off on the other side! Wait look out BRAE off the top rope is lunging towards Mia! SPEAR RIGHT THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!
Flannery McCoy: NO! MIA SANTORO COUNTERS IT! SHE GRABBED A GLASS PING PONG BALL AND SWUNG THE RACKET!!!
Stew-O: THE GLASS PING PONG BALL NAILS BRAE RIGHT IN THE FOREHEAD AS HE LUNGES TOWARDS THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING! IT JUST COMPLETELY SHATTERED ON HIS FOREHEAD! BRAE IS SENT FLYING TO THE SIDE AS MIA JUST KNOCKED HIM OUT AND GAVE HIM CTE!!!
Flannery McCoy: Mia Santoro unleashing her mad table tennis skills in this match! Mia is not done yet as she is putting Isaac back up onto the ping pong table as well! She grabs him and hooks the arms… Double Underhook Suplex on the table!!!-
Stew-O: No! Isaac Crow flips Mia Santoro over and back to the ground avoiding going through the table! Isaac grabs a fist full of glass ping pong balls and leaps off the table driving a fist full of them into Mia’s face! Mia taking all of that glass right to her nose and she is bleeding now! Mia might have a broken nose after all of this!
Jake Mercer: Mia Santoro is grabbing at her nose and she pops it back into place with a loud snapping noise! But now Mia’s hands are completely covered with blood! She grabs a glass ping pong racket but it slips through her fingers! Isaac Crow grabs it instead… but wait what the…
Flannery McCoy: Clayton Golde from behind! Clayton just busted a glass kendo stick over the back of Isaac! Wait what? Why is there a glass kendo stick out there! That’s not a table! Disqualify him referee!
Stew-O: But it looks like the referee is allowing it! Clayton Golde flips over the tarp of another one of those covered tables up on the ramp over! It’s a glass billiard table!
Flannery McCoy: That wasn’t a kendo stick at all! It was a glass pool cue! Clayton grabs another one and smashes it across the face of Mia Santoro! Mia and Isaac are now down at the end of the ramp near the ring as Clayton puts them up onto the glass ping pong table which he props up against the ring in a diagonal direction. But now Clayton is walking up to the top of the ramp… What is he doing? He should be putting them through the table!
Stew-O: WAIT WHAT THE HELL!!! WHERE DID HE EVEN COME FROM?!?!?!!?
Jake Mercer: BRAE OUT OF NOWHERE AT THE TOP OF THE RAMP COMES IN AND SPEARS THE SHIT OUT OF CLAYTON GOLDE!!! CLAYTON JUST GOT COMPLETELY DESTROYED! BRAE unwraps one of the tables at the top of the ramp to reveal…
Flannery McCoy: IT’S A GLASS PICNIC TABLE! AND BRAE IS LIFTING IT UP OVER HIS HEAD! BRAE IS DEF ON THE ROIDS!!!
Stew-O: BRAE’s strength is insane as he tosses the glass picnic table down beneath the ramp but it only barely cracks as he turns towards Clayton. BRAE is lifting Clayton up over his head! Oh god, I think I know what is coming!!!
Flannery McCoy: RED DEATH OFF THE STAGE THROUGH THE GLASS PICNIC TABLE!!!
(*SHATTER*)
(*SMASH*)
(*THUD*)
Stew-O: OH GOD HE KILLED HIM! BAH GAWD CLAYTON WAS MURDERED OUT HERE TONIGHT! HOUSE OF GLASS HAS BECOME A TOMB OF GLASS FOR CLAYTON GOLDE!!!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen… Clayton Golde has been eliminated!!!
Jake Mercer: :damn: We got our first elimination folks! Clayton’s dream of being EAW New Breed Champion is over!
Flannery McCoy: After a maneuver like that his career might be over too!
Stew-O: We should just cancel Dynasty for next week. There’s no way anyone who competes at House of Glass will be able to compete at that show…
Flannery McCoy: BRAE might have been eliminated from this match too. Not officially but he is completely motionless down there at the bottom of the stage. I can’t imagine him getting up after that move he might need to be stretchered out…
Stew-O: All the while, it looks like Mia Santoro and Isaac Crow are slowly recovering now. They managed to avoid disaster as they pull themselves off the ping pong table propped up against the ring. They roll themselves into the ring and slowly get back up. They are slowly getting back into the fight here as they throw shots at each other with what strength they have left! MIA! ISAAC! MIA! ISAAC! MIA! MIA! MIA!
Jake Mercer: Mia Santoro gaining the advantage as she pummels into Isaac Crow pushing him into the corner. Mia then slingshots Isaac out of the corner and he lands back first on all of the broken glass in the ring! Mia then rushes Isaac into the corner and throws him shoulder first into the corner! No wait! Isaac manages to throw himself between the ropes and leaps up to the top rope instead! Isaac lunges off the top-
Flannery McCoy: But Mia Santoro takes Isaac out with a Dropkick in midair! Isaac collapses down to the mat and then rolls to the outside of the ring! Mia runs across the ring and then lunges out to the outside!!! MIA SANTORO WITH A TOPE CON HILO!!!
Stew-O: But Isaac Crow moves out of the way! Mia Santoro crashes on the outside! Isaac managing to avoid certain death there for real! Isaac pulls himself back up and shoves Mia backwards into the ring steps. Mia falls over the ringsteps and lands on her neck on the other side. Isaac then grabs one of the tarped tables but then realizes it actually isn’t a tarp at all…
Jake Mercer: It’s just a tall round table with a tablecloth on it! Isaac grabs the glass table and swings it around like a bat at Mia Santoro! But Mia ducks under it! Mia goes in and throws a right hand at Isaac!-
Flannery McCoy: But Isaac uses the small round table like a shield to deflect the blows coming in from Mia! Mia throws more shots trying to crack the glass but she is only bloodying her own hands more than they already are! Mia with a Roundhouse Kick as she tries to knock the shield away from Isaac! But he deflects the kick! Isaac then rushes in with the glass table and shoves Mia Santoro over towards the ramp! Mia now falling up onto the ramp as Isaac rushes her and drives the stand of the round table down hard into her gut!
Stew-O: But Mia Santoro moves out of the way! Isaac Crow trips as Mia Santoro is back up and she kicks the round table backwards into Isaac’s face sending him falling back to ringside. Isaac falls up against the reclined ping pong table up against the ring right at the bottom of the ramp! Mia charges in looking to put Isaac through it!-
Flannery McCoy: Isaac moves out of the way!!!-
Stew-O: But Mia Santoro manages to stop herself from going through the table too!
Jake Mercer: But it is too late! Isaac from behind grabs Mia and connects with a Backstabber! Isaac lays Mia out and this is his chance now…
Stew-O: Isaac Crow picks Mia Santoro up and places her on top of the small round glass table! He then goes up to the top rope! Isaac is going to put Mia through that tiny table and impale her on the glass stand! Isaac leaps off!!! DOUBLE FOOT STOP TO MIA ON THE TABLE!!!
Flannery McCoy: But Mia Santoro moves out of the way!! Isaac Crow lands on top of the small round table and it shatters!!!
Stew-O: ISAAC CROWE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!-
Flannery McCoy: No wait! Isaac landed with one boot on the round table and it shattered! But he used the momentum to propel himself off the table and into the air!!! Isaac leaps off the table and connects with a 450 Splash onto Mia Santoro!!!
Jake Mercer: Holy shit the agility of Isaac Crow is unreal!
Stew-O: Isaac Crow now lifting Mia Santoro back up and throws her into the steel ring steps! Mia flies into the ring steps as she bounces off. Isaac picks her up but Mia with a low blow!!!
Flannery McCoy: Mia out of nowhere with a well placed and desperate low blow! She shoves Isaac backwards and he falls into the glass ping pong table that is still propped up against the ring! Mia is now crawling her way desperately up the ramp! Mia is going to get the hell out of here and that might be the smartest thing that any competitor has done here tonight!
Stew-O: Mia Santoro crawls up the ramp and looks down at the bottom of the stage where BRAE is still lying motionlessly next to the medical staff that is taking Clayton Golde out on a stretcher. Mia gets to the top of the ramp and finds the glass billiard table. Mia picks up a glass pool cue but then sets it down as she uses the table herself to get back up! But Mia can barely stand at this point!-
Flannery McCoy: Mia Santoro just collapsed as she falls backwards onto the glass billiard table! Oh god look out!!!
Jake Mercer: Wait what… Oh no… How the hell…
Stew-O: What Mia Santoro didn’t anticipate… That glass pool table… has wheels!
Flannery McCoy: Mia Santoro fell onto the pool table at the top of the ramp and the momentum has caused it to begin moving down the ramp! Oh god! And at the end of the ramp…
Stew-O: Isaac Crow is up against the glass pool table propped up against the apron!
Flannery McCoy: THAT TABLE IS FLYING DOWN THE RAMP AT SUCH SPEED TOWARDS ISAAC! THAT POOL TABLE HAS TO WEIGH HUNDREDS OF POUNDS!!! AHHH NO ISAAC!!! MOVE HOMIE MOVE!!!
(*CRASH*)
(*THUD*)
(*BANG*)
Jake Mercer: AHHH NO!!! THE POOL TABLE JUST SMASHED RIGHT INTO ISAAC CROWE AND PUT HIM THROUGH THE GLASS PING PONG TABLE!!! AND IT KEPT GOING! ISAAC CROWE JUST GOT CRUSHED BETWEEN THE RING APRON AND THE GLASS POOL TABLE COMING DOWN THE RAMP AT FULL SPEED!!!
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen… Isaac Crow has been eliminated!!!
Stew-O: I sure hope the medical staff has another stretcher! Because we will definitely be needing it! Isaac Crow has been broken in half literally!
Flannery McCoy: Mia Santoro now pulling herself slowly back up on top of the glass pool table as she is just realizing what happened. She can barely stand at this point as she wipes her bloody hands off on her ring gear. Mia now turning around as she realizes she has one more task on her hands–
Stew-O: LOOK OUT WHAT THE…!!
Jake Mercer: HOW THE HELL>?!?!??!#QPO
Flannery McCoy: BRAE JUST CAME SPRINTING DOWN THE RAMP AT FULL SPEED AND JUMPED UP ONTO THE POOL TABLE AS MIA TURNED AROUND! A KICK TO THE GUT FROM BRAE!!!
Stew-O: BRAE HOISTS HER UP, BUT MIA IS DOING ALL THAT SHE CAN TO FIGHT OUT OF IT!! SHE MANAGES TO SLIP PAST HIS GRASP, AND NOW, MIA GRABS BRAE, LOOKING FOR THE ‘SAFE PASSAGE’!
Jake Mercer: BRAE GETS OUT OF IT! HE UNLEASHES ON HELL OF A FOREARM AND THAT STUNS HER! HE HAS HER RIGHT WHERE HE WANTS HER!
Flannery McCoy: MIA IS HURT! THE CHAMPION TAKES ADVANTAGE OF THAT—
Stew-O: — AND BRAE DROPS MIA WITH THE RED DEATH THROUGH THE GLASS POOL TABLE!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen… Mia Santoro has been eliminated… Therefore your winner… AND STILL THE EAW NEW BREED CHAMPION… BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(“Star Wars: Duel of the Fates” hits as BRAE has his arm raised in the ring and he is presented with the EAW New Breed Championship!)
Flannery McCoy: BRAE survived a war out here tonight! But he is still the Lord of the New Breed division!
Jake Mercer: The Imperial Symphony marches on! Just like it did in the great Empires of the past. Speaking of which I have been reading about the great conquests pursued by the king of th-
Stew-O: Nobody cares! What matters now is that epic match we just saw! BRAE did not just retain his title. It was an incredible performance by the champion, even with dealing with three gutsy challengers who did everything in their power to win tonight!
(The camera cuts to a commercial featuring HRDO and Hades the Hellraiser inviting a former US president onto their podcast.)
(The next matchcard of the show is displayed.)
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(The camera returns to the ring where Stephie Love is standing as she is ready to begin the introductions for the next match of the evening!)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is the special GLASS CRYPT MATCH!!
(The crowd cheers louder for the sake of the great stipulation, plus the fact that they will get to witness more violence.)
Stephie Love: Now in this match, there is only one objective and that is to incapacitate your opponent long enough to put them into the Glass Crypt at the top of stage AND then successfully use the crane to dump the glass shards on top of the crypt and the opponent to WIN!
(The lights of the arena shift to an orangish-golden tint as ‘Pride and Arrogance’ by Takeru Kanazaki begins blaring through the speakers. Due to the crypt and crane being at the top of the entrance ramp, off to the side we see Drake Armstrong being driven into the arena in his Rolls Royce of the week! As the chauffeur drives into the arena, the upper half of the Future’s body can be seen popping out from the open roof of the car. From his elevated position, Drake Armstrong poses with his arms outstretched for EAW’s cameramen whilst being bombarded with boos by the front-row fans in the arena.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first and entering the arena! From Scarsdale, New York! Weighing in at 245 pounds! Here is “THE FUTURE” DRAKE ARMSTRONG!
Stew-O: This young man has a lot of talent, a lot of money, and a lot of attitude and the former Interwire Champion is looking to put Kirk Redwood in the Glass Crypt and make him taste glass for what he considers disrespectful behavior.
Jake Mercer: Yeah, how dare that peasant Kirk Redwood mess with Drake Armstrong’s mic time. His time is very valuable. The Armstrong Dynasty is going to give that loser his first, last, and only taste of rubbing elbows with the upper class.
Flannery McCoy: Drake got a taste of Kirk’s anger a few weeks ago and bounced back a little with a victory last week. Tonight is not gonna be about pinfalls, you have to literally bury your opponent. Drake has been talking a lot of shit about Kirk’s upbringing, but will Drake be the one feeling lowest of the low?
(Because of the arena setup, the Rolls Royce stops about halfway to the ring and “The Future” steps out from the open roof and onto the hood of the car. From the hood, he jumps to the floor and finishes the trek to the ring in a bad mood. After he enters the ring, he jumps on the closest corner and flaunts his physique atop the top turnbuckle with a self-aggrandizing pose before hopping down into the ring as his entrance music fades off.)
(Seconds later, the sounds of “Telephone Call From Istanbul” by Tom Waits fill the arena before the screen turns black and white while Redwood walks out on the stage with gritted teeth. A red spotlight, the only color shines down on him. He slaps himself in the face to get blood flowing then punches the ground. As he punches the ground pyro explodes down the ramp and color re-appears. Amanda emerges behind him as he stands up. He takes her hand and marches down the ring with hate in his eyes.)
Stephie Love: Introducing his opponent! Being accompanied to the ring by Amanda Miller! From Boston, Massachusetts! Weighing 210 pounds! Here is the “UNKILLABLE” KIRK REDWOOD!
Jake Mercer: Here comes the riff-raff that gets the honor of being destroyed by Drake Armstrong here tonight. If beer was an ice cream flavor, then he would put his local Dairy Queen out of business.
Flannery McCoy: What an asshole thing for you to say after everything Kirk has been through in his life. But you heard it himself, he would much rather respect a roach than respect Drake Armstrong. That’s exactly why Kirk left him out cold in the ring a few weeks ago. But I do question him allowing Amanda to come to the ring with him.
Stew-O: It looks like Kirk is telling Amanda to head to the back because of how dangerous this match can be and danger is right up Kirk’s alley. You can’t take away the fight that Kirk Redwood always brings to his matches and after everything Drake said and the way Drake cut him down, that fire could definitely scorch. Will Kirk prove Drake wrong or will Drake make Kirk pay? We are about to find out!
(After talking with Amanda, Amanda heads to the back and Kirk enters the ring with extreme hate in his eyes as his entrance music fades off. The referee forgoes checking the competitors since there are no rules and they simply call for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: Here we go, ladies and gentlemen. This match will start in the ring, but it will eventually end up at the top of the entrance stage with a man being buried in a glass crypt. Who will get the unlucky misfortune?
Jake Mercer: We already know who it is because high-class people like Drake Armstrong always triumph in the end. He’ll put that Kirk Redwood back in the gutter where he belongs.
Flannery McCoy: I hope Kirk hears you and beats the total shit out of you for saying that, but this match has started and Drake is just looking and laughing at Kirk Redwood while holding his nose. Is it smart of Drake to make fun of Kirk with Kirk standing five feet away?
Stew-O: Probably not, Drake doesn’t care. He just wants to prove a point AS KIRK GRABS DRAKE BY THE WRIST! Drake tries to get away, BUT KIRK PULLS HIM IN AND CLOBBERS HIM DOWN WITH A CLOTHESLINE!
Flannery McCoy: That had some power behind it. Power and anger from a man who has been called, for lack of a better term, low class trash by some rich spoiled brat.
Jake Mercer: Drake calls it as he sees it and even he was taken by surprise with that shot as Drake tries to back away to the ropes BUT KIRK GRABS HOLD OF DRAKE AND PULLS HIM OFF THE ROPES AND SENDS HIM CRASHING BACK TO THE MAT!
Stew-O: No rope breaks in this match. Hell, there are no RULES except to get your opponent in the crypt and bury him in glass. Everything else is fair game. LOOK AT THOSE SHOTS FROM KIRK REDWOOD! BARE KNUCKLES COMING DOWN ACROSS THE SKULL OF THE FORMER INTERWIRE CHAMPION!
Jake Mercer: That referee needs to get in there and protect Drake Armstrong. That’s a million dollar face that the street urchin is trying to punch out. It’s a crime against humanity.
Flannery McCoy: Fat chance the referee is going to step in. They are there to make sure that the match ends the way it’s supposed to and right now Kirk is using that to his advantage by trying to punch Drake’s lights out.
Stew-O: Somehow Drake managed to get back to the ropes and pull himself to safety outside the ring. BUT NOT FOR LONG AS KIRK IS RIGHT ON HIS HEELS AND THE BAREKNUCKLE STREET FIGHTER IS GIVING CHASE TO THE SON OF THE ARMSTRONG DYNASTY!
Jake Mercer: Poor Drake having to run for his life in a situation like this. Kirk looks like he is ready to rip Drake apart as he gets closer to Drake, who expertly rolls into the ring as Kirk quickly follows–
Flannery McCoy: INTO A LOW DROPKICK FROM DRAKE ARMSTRONG! Drake had a few seconds to wait for Kirk to fall into the trap and that’s what he did. Now Drake is taking advantage of the situation by kicking Kirk while he’s down.
Stew-O: Drake is almost laughing in Kirk’s face and pointing to his head telling Kirk that he’s smarter than Kirk will ever dream about while GOING FOR A SOCCER PUNT TO THE RIBS–
Flannery McCoy: KIRK MANAGED TO GRAB THE BOOT AT THE RIGHT TIME AND BOY DOES KIRK LOOK PISSED! THERE WAS FIRE A MOMENT AGO AND NOW THERE IS A BLAZING INFERNO!
Jake Mercer: I don’t like this at all! Kirk has made it back to his feet all while holding onto Drake’s boot. Drake is bouncing around wondering what he can do. Get free, Drake!
Stew-O: Well the idiot better not resort to begging and pleading because there will be no mercy found, SO DRAKE TRIES TO THROW A RIGHT HAND THAT KIRK EASILY AVOIDS FOLLOWED UP WITH A LEFT THAT HAS THE SAME RESULT–
Jake Mercer: OH NO! KIRK GRABS DRAKE’S OTHER LEG AND HITS THE DOUBLE LEG TAKEDOWN AND HE IS ONCE AGAIN JUST BEATING DOWN ON POOR DRAKE! I SWEAR KIRK IS GONNA FIND HIMSELF IN A LAWSUIT IF DRAKE’S MODEL GOOD LOOKS ARE RUINED IN THIS MATCH!
Flannery McCoy: His looks being ruined should be the least of his worries when he’s getting the shit beat out of him by a street fighter who might have a screw loose in that head of his. Drake is down as Kirk rises to his feet to the sounds of the cheers of the crowd.
Stew-O: Kirk isn’t the most popular person in EAW, but they sure as hell like him a lot more than Drake Armstrong. Right now, Drake is on the ropes after being the loser in that brief bare knuckle brawl.
Jake Mercer: What does that have to do with anything? Being liked doesn’t win you matches. Drake is a former Interwire Champion and it’s skill that brings victories.
Flannery McCoy: Kirk is a former Unified Tag Team Champion, so what’s your fucking point. Kirk has had his fair share of victories in EAW and he might get one more if things go his way.
Stew-O: They are going his way right now as Kirk goes over to one of the corners AND HE JUST RIPS OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE PAD! HE HAS SOME EVIL INTENTIONS GOING THROUGH HIS HEAD RIGHT NOW!
Flannery McCoy: Well, I can’t blame him for all the trash that Drake has been spewing in recent weeks with that holier than thou attitude that makes it easy for people to wanna punch him in the face.
Jake Mercer: Jealousy is such an ugly thing for a person. Good thing Drake isn’t jealous of anybody. Look at him ready to fight as he’s back to his feet AND HE GOES FOR A CLOTHESLINE–
Stew-O: KIRK DUCKS THE CLOTHESLINE AND GRABS DRAKE BY THE LEGS AGAIN AND PULLS HIM DOWN! Drake is in trouble once again as Kirk walks to the corner AND FALLS BACK! DRAKE SENT FLYING WITH A SLINGSHOT–
Jake Mercer: AND DRAKE GOES FACE FIRST INTO THE STEEL TURNBUCKLE! OH NO! THAT WAS AN UGLY FACE PLANT! Drake is an elite member of the Beautiful People. People wish they could be like him.
Flannery McCoy: Whatever. Drake is slumped face first in the corner as Kirk quickly gets back to his feet and grabs Drake by the head AND STARTS REPEATEDLY SMASHING HIS FACE INTO THE STEEL!
Stew-O: KIRK IS LIKE A MAN POSSESSED AS HE IS JUST NONSTOP BASHING HIS HEAD IN AGAINST THE STEEL AND WE CAN SEE THAT DRAKE IS STARTING TO BLEED ABOVE HIS EYEBROW!
Jake Mercer: Anything but that! That psycho bastard is going to pay for ruining Drake’s face. It’s like breaking a priceless statue.
Flannery McCoy: Mhmmm. Yeah whatever. But your precious statue is starting to bleed even more after a few extra meetings with the steel before Kirk tosses him back down to the mat. Seems like this match has been all Kirk Redwood since the opening bell.
Stew-O: Shows how much Kirk wants to win this match, but he needs to stay on the attack because if Drake is able to take advantage of any opening given, he’s going to do so immensely. The sneaky bastard that he is.
Flannery McCoy: The match has barely started and the blood is starting to flow as Kirk exits the ring and goes over to the timekeeper’s area. Stephie Love flees for her life as Kirk grabs one of the extra steel chairs and heads right back to the ring.
Jake Mercer: Is this nutcase trying to commit a crime or something because the point of this match is to bury your opponent in a glass crypt. NOT to send them out of this arena in a bodybag!!
Stew-O: Well there are no rules, so we might end up seeing both as Kirk slides back into the ring and eyes Drake Armstrong, who is still trying to recover after being busted open.
Jake Mercer: That psycho brings that chair up in the air while looking at Drake BEFORE SWINGING IT DOWN WITH ALL HIS MIGHT TO TAKE DRAKE’S HEAD OFF! I CAN’T WATCH!
Flannery McCoy: DRAKE ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY AT THE LAST SECOND! So keep your eyes on the match and stop being such a little bitch! Drake saved himself for that brief moment AS HE KICKS THE CHAIR BACK TO KIRK–
Stew-O: OH MY GAWD! Drake’s kick had some force behind it and he sent the steel foot of the chair right into Kirk’s… well… Kirk got hit low and you all know what I mean.
Jake Mercer: Now is not the time to be a prude, Stew-O! But Kirk might not be able to have another kid again if he takes any more shots to the crotch!
Flannery McCoy: Jokes aside, Kirk drops the chair as he holds himself in pain and that gives Drake enough time to make it back to his feet and grab Kirk by the neck AND PLANT HIM WITH A DDT!
Stew-O: Not only that, Flannery. KIRK WAS SPIKED HEAD FIRST ONTO THE STEEL CHAIR THAT HE DROPPED JUST A FEW SECONDS AGO! Maybe that was Drake’s plan in the first place.
Flannery McCoy: If it was, then I give Drake credit for thinking ahead for once in his life as he stops all of Kirk’s momentum in its tracks. Drake is back on his feet as he pulls Kirk into a sitting position.
Jake Mercer: Drake is still bleeding as he wipes the still flowing blood from his face AND HE SLAPS HIS BLOOD COVERED HAND ACROSS KIRK’S FACE! OHHHHH THAT WAS AWESOME! DO IT AGAIN!
Stew-O: If that isn’t a blatant sign of disrespect, I don’t know what is. Drake is just slapping Kirk around knowing that he has the advantage. Drake picks up Kirk like a sack of potatoes and throws him into the ropes.
Jake Mercer: Kirk rebounds AND DRAKE EASILY PICKS UP THIS LUSH AND DELIVERS A SPINEBUSTER ONTO THAT STEEL CHAIR!! THIS IS GREAT! DRAKE IS GETTING THAT MUCH CLOSER TOWARDS SENDING KIRK BACK TO THE SEWERS WHERE HE BELONGS!
Flannery McCoy: Yeah, like you have as much money as Drake’s MOM AND DAD because gawd knows it isn’t his right now. He’s a leech for using his mommy and daddy’s money and Jake is a leech for riding on Drake as much as he does.
Stew-O: I think I might need to sit in between you two before a crime is committed at the broadcast table as Drake picks up Kirk and lifts him in the air BEFORE DROPPING HIM WITH A VERTICAL SUPLEX ON THE CHAIR!
Jake Mercer: It’s a beautiful sight as we see a nice bend forming on the seat and Drake rolls out of the ring and now looks under the ring to grab another weapon to successfully bash in whatever brains Kirk Redwood has left.
Flannery McCoy: Well Drake has been under the ring for a second until he comes out from under the ring with his weapon… and of course… IT’S A TRASH CAN! WHAT A SURPRISE!
Stew-O: Well this match started out with the disrespect being shown to Kirk by Drake so of course Drake would find a way to incorporate a trash can into this Glass Crypt match.
Flannery McCoy: He can be such a pompous asshole sometimes that it drives me nuts, but he does have some talent in the ring to make it to this point of his career. It’s just his attitude sucks.
Jake Mercer: As we get back to the match, Drake has tossed the trash can into the ring before sliding back in himself. He grabs the trash can once again and shows it to Kirk, who is still recovering.
Drake Armstrong: (off-mic) TIME TO PUT THE LOW CLASS TRASH WHERE TRASH BELONGS!
Stew-O: Drake is starting to reach that level of his confidence where he starts to talk a little bit of trash to his opponent. Drake better be careful and not get too cocky towards a livewire like Kirk Redwood.
Jake Mercer: Blah blah blah. You know that Kirk is about to get what’s coming to him. Drake uses a free hand to bring Kirk back to his feet BEFORE SLAMMING THE TRASH CAN OVER HIS HEAD! THAT WAS A HILARIOUS THUD!
Flannery McCoy: You could certainly hear the thud of the trash can crashing against Kirk’s head AS DRAKE BEGINS TO START BOXING PRACTICE AND HE IS USING KIRK AS A PUNCHING BAG!
Stew-O: Drake is just throwing lefts and rights catching the trash can where Kirk’s face should be and he is just punching up a storm UNTIL HE DELIVERS A CLOTHESLINE THAT SENDS KIRK CRASHING DOWN TO THE MAT!
Jake Mercer: Don’t get too comfortable, ladies and gentlemen. At this rate, this match won’t last much longer now that Drake is beating the crap out of this trashy loser.
Flannery McCoy: You’re going to be this annoying the entire show. Aren’t you, Jake? At this rate, I’d rather have Persephone call the rest of this show… and she’s a bitch.
Stew-O: He does this on purpose, Flan. But Drake has pulled Kirk up to his feet and Kirk is still in the trash can as Drake makes his way to the top rope. You don’t see this very often.
Flannery McCoy: Matches like these call for some very innovative offense as Drake still has hold of the trash can AS HE COMES OFF THE TOP ROPE AND PLANTS KIRK WITH THE SITOUT FACEBUSTER FROM THE TOP!
Jake Mercer: That trash can looks even worse than before, but Kirk has never looked better. Are you enjoying your brush with the one percent, Kirk? Because it won’t happen.
Stew-O: Methuselah and Kassidy Heart aren’t even on this card, Jake.
Jake Mercer: Don’t you be an ass either, Stew. You know what I meant.
Flannery McCoy: Unfortunately we did and Kirk has been compacted and smashed around him as Drake once again slides outside of the ring to grab without a doubt another weapon.
Stew-O: These two are going to just massacre each other before they even make it up the entrance ramp and that’s where they need to eventually end up to finish the match. Killing each other isn’t enough.
Jake Mercer: But it’s plenty when you look at who is in the ring. Drake is just getting started on beating Kirk half to death. It’s going to be a breeze getting his trash carcass into the crypt and winning this match. Things are now going according to Drake’s plan.
Flannery McCoy: Drake has been under the ring for a while now. Did he find what he was looking for or did the guy get lost or something? Honest question.
Stew-O: Well, here’s your answer as Drake comes out from under the ring WITH A TABLE! Oh this is going to be interesting, but now Drake goes back under the ring once more. What in the world is he doing?
Flannery McCoy: Gawd only knows what Drake is doing, but we are about to find out as Drake is pulling something else from under the ring AND DRAKE FINDS A LADDER AS WELL! OH GOOD GAWD! WHAT IN THE HELL IS HE GONNA TRY AND DO?
Jake Mercer: Does it matter? All I know is that it’s gonna be awesome. Kirk is still down in the ring and that gives Drake plenty of time to get his plan into action as he sets up the table outside the ring. Now that the table is up, he now sets up the ladder on the outside as well.
Stew-O: He is looking to take out, in his words, “a barely sentient piece of gutter filth” as he rolls back into the ring. Now we see that Kirk has managed to pull himself out of the trash can. We can also see that Kirk has a bloody nose. It may be broken, but Kirk could give two shits less.
Jake Mercer: That’s because he’s drank so damn much liquor that his nerve endings are probably drunk or something. You’d probably have to cut his head off or something before he can really feel pain.
Flannery McCoy: He did feel pain when the steel chair was jammed into his junk earlier, but whatever the case may be, Drake does have the ladder set up as well and now he slides back into the ring.
Stew-O: Drake drags Kirk back to his feet as he pulls himself and Kirk outside the ring and onto the apron. Drake uses his size advantage AND LIFTS KIRK IN THE AIR BEFORE DROPPING HIM ON THE EDGE OF THE APRON WITH THE URANAGE!
Jake Mercer: THAT’S WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT! DRAKE JUST DROVE KIRK’S SPINE RIGHT INTO THE EDGE OF THE RING BEFORE HE CRASHES AND BURNS ON THE FLOOR!
Flannery McCoy: Drake is feeling proud of himself now that Kirk is on the ringside floor before he jumps down onto the floor. The crowd in the arena right now are really letting Drake hear exactly what they think of him.
Stew-O: It’s only going to get worse as this match goes on considering Drake only has to take Kirk up the ramp to get to the crypt. But Drake looks like he has other plans at the moment.
Flannery McCoy: He doesn’t even bother bringing Kirk back to his feet. He just uses his hair like a handle and just drags him over to the ladder.
Jake Mercer: Now Drake brings Kirk back onto his feet and gets him into the powerbomb position before applying the gutwrench AND LIFTS HIM INTO THE AIR FOR A POWERBOMB!
Stew-O: DRAKE JUST SENDS KIRK UP AND SMASHES HIS FACE AGAINST THE LADDER! KIRK NOW TASTES EVEN MORE STEEL!
Jake Mercer: He’d prefer the steel over the glass he’ll be tasting in just a few moments when he loses this match.
Flannery McCoy: After smashing him against the ladder, Drake puts Kirk on the ladder before he crawls over to the other side. Drake climbs up close to the top of the ladder and grabs Kirk again by the hair to pull him closer to the top of the ladder.
Stew-O: Kirk’s face is resting against the top of the ladder as Drake has now moved up to one of the top rungs of the ladder as he applies the facelock. OH GAWD! THIS IS GONNA BE DANGEROUS!
Jake Mercer: Drake has hold of Kirk AND HE IS TRYING TO LIFT KIRK UP AND OVER THE LADDER! THIS IS GREAT! DRAKE IS TRYING TO SUPLEX KIRK OFF THE LADDER AND THROUGH THE TABLE–
Flannery McCoy: BUT KIRK IS BLOCKING IT! THIS COULD DECIDE THE MATCH RIGHT HERE IF KIRK GOES THROUGH THE TABLE, BUT HE IS PROTECTING HIS CHANCES IN THIS MATCH!
Stew-O: Drake catches Kirk with a right hand and DRAKE ONCE AGAIN TRIES FOR THE SUPLEX AND THIS TIME KIRK IS UP IN THE AIR AND HOVERING ABOVE THE LADDER! DRAKE IS GONNA PULL OFF THE DANGEROUS SUPERPLEX–
Flannery McCoy: HOLY SHIT!
Jake Mercer: HOW IN THE FUCK DID THAT HAPPEN?
Stew-O: LUCK HAD TO HAVE BEEN ON KIRK’S SIDE AS HE MANAGED TO GET FREE AND LAND ON THE RUNGS BELOW DRAKE AND KIRK THROWS A COUPLE OF PALMS STRIKES AND HITTING DRAKE IN THE KIDNEYS!
Jake Mercer: How in the hell this boozer managed to land on the ladder is beyond me. I wouldn’t be surprised if he saw two or three ladders and just got a lucky guess and picked the right ladder.
Flannery McCoy: You are such an asshole. Kirk has made great strides in his life and is working towards bettering himself. People like you and Drake are the absolute worst towards people who are working towards being the best they can be.
Stew-O: As we get back to the match, Kirk has climbed his way up the ladder and he is throwing punches to the back of Drake’s head and neck. Kirk has Drake AND KIRK WANTS TO PULL DRAKE OFF THE LADDER–
Jake Mercer: YES! YES! YES! DRAKE IS HOLDING ON WITH ALL HIS MIGHT BUT THAT BRUTE KIRK REDWOOD IS DOING WHATEVER HE CAN TO PULL DRAKE OFF THE LADDER! HE WANTS TO BE DRAKE ARMSTRONG SO BADLY!
Flannery McCoy: He wants Drake alright. He wants Drake to leave the arena in the back of an ambulance and that’s the only thing he wants now considering he already has Drake’s blood on his hands.
Stew-O: Kirk kept throwing those boxer style punches into Drake and he eventually loses his grip on the ladder AND NOW KIRK HAS HOLD OF DRAKE ARMSTRONG AND THEY BOTH COME OFF THE LADDER–
Flannery McCoy: BACK SUPERPLEX BY KIRK REDWOOD AND BOTH MEN WENT THROUGH THE TABLE! OH MY GAWD! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN ON THE RINGSIDE FLOOR!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Jake Mercer: I actually agree with the crowd on this one. That was a pretty dangerous move and even I can give credit to that damn drunk for hitting poor Drake with a move like that. Now both men are down on the outside and the referee is right there checking on them both.
Stew-O: The referee can check on them until the sun comes up again, but this match will only end in the crypt. No other way unless both of them end up dead.
Jake Mercer: I mean Kirk’s missing a brain. Would that count?
Flannery McCoy: No, you jackass. Because we could easily say the same thing about Drake a little empty upstairs, but then we would be getting petty and nobody wants to see that.
Stew-O: Myself included because we have a match going on right now and of all things KIRK REDWOOD IS SOMEHOW THE FIRST TO HIS FEET! HE TOOK A BEATING FROM DRAKE EARLIER AND HE IS STILL BACK TO HIS FEET FIRST!
Jake Mercer: What? Did all the booze and street fighting make him immune to pain or is he seriously not playing with a full deck… NOW THIS WEIRDO CROWD IS CHANTING FOR KIRK REDWOOD!
Flannery McCoy: Well between Drake and Kirk, Kirk is no doubt the overwhelming fan favorite and he could just be about thirty feet away from getting one of the biggest victories of his singles career as he grabs Drake by the back of the neck like a cat and he is dragging him up the entrance ramp!
Stew-O: Come on, Kirk! Right now Drake is pretty much dead weight after taking the brunt of the damage when both men went through that table. All Kirk has to do is get Drake in the crypt and he is on his way to victo–
Flannery McCoy: OH COME ON! THAT IS A BUNCH OF BULLSHIT!
Jake Mercer: No it wasn’t! IT WAS SMART! IT WAS AMAZING! IT WAS DRAKE ARMSTRONG PLAYING POSSUM AND SPRAYING I THINK PEPPER SPRAY IN KIRK’S EYES AND NOW THE BOOZER WENT FROM DOUBLE VISION TO NO VISION AT ALL!
Stew-O: DRAKE HAD THE PEPPER SPRAY HIDDEN IN HIS TRUNKS AND HE WAS WAITING FOR THE PERFECT TIME TO USE IT! …Honestly that sounds kind of disgusting.
Jake Mercer: Get your mind out of the gutter and watch Drake win this match as he turns the tables once more on that empty headed piece of trailer trash.
Flannery McCoy: Alright, Jackass. Drake and Kirk have made their way up to the stage, so it’s only a matter of time before we have a winner. Drake kicks Kirk low and doubles him over once more before applying the gutwrench–
Stew-O: DRAKE LIFTS KIRK IN THE AIR AND JUST POWERBOMBS HIM RIGHT ON THE ENTRANCE STAGE! OH MY GAWD! DID YOU SEE HIS HEAD SNAP BACK! LOOK! THE BACK OF KIRK’S HEAD HAS BEEN BUSTED OPEN!
Jake Mercer: YET THIS NUTCASE IS STILL BARELY MOVING! BUT IT ISN’T ENOUGH AS DRAKE PULLS HIM UP AND STARTS TO THROW KIRK INTO THE CRATE! HE’S HALFWAY THERE–
Flannery McCoy: KIRK IS BLOCKING IT! HE IS STOPPING DRAKE FROM PUTTING HIM IN THE CRYPT! KIRK THROWS A COUPLE OF BACK ELBOWS TO GET HIMSELF FREE BEFORE HE CATCHES DRAKE IN THE FACE WITH A RIGHT HAND!
Stew-O: Kirk is free and he starts throwing a few punches in Drake’s face before KICKING DRAKE IN THE BACK OF THE KNEE TAKING DRAKE DOWN!
Flannery McCoy: Drake falls to his knees on the stage as Kirk backs up BEFORE RUNNING FULL SPEED TO DRAKE AND CATCHES HIM WITH A RUNNING KNEE TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!
Stew-O: Kirk calls that the “Blitzkrieg Bop” and Drake falls to the stage. He could be out cold right now. What a shot from Kirk Redwood.
Jake Mercer: Now this drunk, or former drunk whatever, is close to picking up the biggest upset of his career. THIS IS A TRAVESTY!
Flannery McCoy: No. A travesty is you ass kissing this entire match. Either way, Drake is down and Kirk backs up as he waits for Drake to get back to his feet. This could end it all for Drake right here–
Stew-O: DRAKE IS UP AND KIRK DOES A SOMERSAULT AND HEADS FOR THE SPEAR! WILL THIS BE A “PAROLE VIOLATION” FOR DRAKE AS KIRK HIS HEADING FULL SPEED–
Flannery McCoy: LOW BLOW FROM DRAKE! DRAKE KICKS KIRK BELOW THE BELT BEFORE PICKING HIM UP AND DROPPING HIM WITH THE “NATURAL TALENT” SUPLEX ON THE STAGE!
Jake Mercer: This is going to be miraculous as he heads down the ramp AND HE GRABS THE LADDER AND BRINGS IT BACK ONTO THE STAGE WITH HIM BEFORE SETTING IT UP NEXT TO THE CRYPT!
Stew-O: Drake grabs Kirk and pulls him towards the ladder as Drake takes a few steps up the ladder to reach the height he wants while still holding onto Kirk.
Flannery McCoy: Drake pulls Kirk onto the ladder with him before lifting him up in the air. The only reason he is able to do this is because of that cheap shot.
Jake Mercer: Call it what you want, but Drake did exactly what he had to do in order to turn the match back in his favor. Now Drake has Kirk in position BEFORE HE JUMPS OFF THE LADDER–
Flannery McCoy: HE GOT THE “DEATH PENALTY”! DRAKE JUMPED OFF THAT LADDER AND HITS THE PILEDRIVER INTO THE GLASS CRYPT! KIRK IS DOWN AND OUT IN THE CRYPT! DAMMIT!
Jake Mercer: BAHAHHAHAHA! THIS IS GREAT! MY PREDICTION IS ABOUT TO COME TRUE AND YOU WILL ALL WITNESS THE GREATNESS OF DRAKE ARMSTRONG!
Stew-O: Drake is worse for wear himself as he pulls himself out of the crypt. Drake is slowly making his way to the crane. He thinks that this match is over. He thinks he has the match won.
Jake Mercer: Well what other conclusion can you come to when you see Drake limping his way to the crane while
Flannery McCoy: DRAKE IS IN THE CRANE AND HE PULLS THE LEVER! HERE COMES THE GLASS SHARDS FALLING FROM THE CRANE ONTO KIRK REDWOOD! THE REFEREE HAS CALLED FOR THE BELL! THIS MATCH IS OVER!
(DING! DING! DING!)
( ‘Pride and Arrogance’ starts to play again as the arena gives a hugely negative reaction to the end of the match. Drake is taking a breather as Stephie Love announces the final decision of the match.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner… DRAKE ARMSTRONG!
Flannery McCoy: SON OF A BITCH!
Jake Mercer: I TOLD YOU! I TOLD ALL OF YOU THAT DRAKE WAS GOING TO WIN THIS MATCH AND HE DID! HIGH CLASS TRIUMPHS ONCE AGAIN! :blessed: :blessed: :blessed:
Stew-O: I wouldn’t say it that way, Jake. These two men literally beat the holy hell out of each other for the sake of winning. Both men had a purpose for this match and depending on which side you were on, Drake Armstrong picked up the victory.
(Drake slowly steps away from the crane and walks toward the referee, who forces them to raise his arm in victory. Left with no other choice, the referee raises his arm in victory as the crowd still boos Drake out of the arena. Seconds later, he snatches his arm away before turning and looking at the Glass Crypt that now has Kirk Redwood buried under all the glass.)
Flannery McCoy: I know there were plenty of people in the arena and also watching at home wanting Kirk to shut Drake up, but it took one cheap trick to turn the tide of the match and give Drake the win.
Jake Mercer: What cheap trick? Everything is legal in this match so I don’t know why you are so salty.
Flannery McCoy: You don’t call a low blow a cheap trick. Of course you wouldn’t because you’ve been riding Drake Armstrong’s dick the entire damn match. He can do no wrong in your eyes.
Stew-O: Ok, enough! Drake wanted to show that Kirk was low class trash. Kirk wanted to prove that he doesn’t need fortune and fame to be respected by others. Drake will probably think otherwise, but Kirk wasn’t low class at all in this match.
(The medical team is now out and getting Kirk out from all of the glass. Now Amanda Miller has returned to the stage to check on Kirk. Drake just has an egotistical smirk on his face as he looks at the crypt and yells out “LOW CLASS TRASH” one last time before limping to the back.)
Flannery McCoy: That’s right, Stew-O. Drake won the match, but he also barely survived Kirk Redwood. Watching him limp is satisfying because Drake had to earn the win. Low blow aside, this wasn’t an easy match and Kirk Redwood would have had the match won if he hit the spear and nobody can tell me differently.
Stew-O: Kirk Redwood put on a hell of a performance in this match, but again, whether we like it or not….
Jake Mercer: And I absolutely love it.
Stew-O: *sighs* Drake Armstrong is the winner of the Glass Crypt match and we offer our congratulations once again to Drake.
(The final shot shows the medical team finally uncovering Kirk, who has many lacerations from the broken glass shards. Kirk is still unconscious after the piledriver as the medical team lift him out of the crypt and the camera shot fades elsewhere.)
(A commercial plays for Wicked Games, coming to you live next Saturday, October 26th!)
(The next matchcard is shown.)
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(The camera returns to ringside, as the ring has been slightly altered for this glass ropes. The camera gets a close up shot of all of the ring ropes, which are all embedded with broken glass shards. The camera pans to Stephie Love, who begins to speak into her microphone.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen… The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!!!
Stephie Love: AND IT IS A GLASS ROPES MATCH FOR THE SPECIALISTS CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!!
(‘Let Me Hear’ by Fear, and Loathing in Las Vegas begins to play as the camera pans towards the stage. The fans in attendance begin to loudly boo, and before long Saori Aizen begins to slowly walk out to the stage. Saori has a confident look on her face as she stands on the stage, not concerned about the stipulation this match has to offer as she appears ready for her shot at becoming Specialists Champion. Before long, Saori begins making her way down the ramp and towards the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first!… The Challenger… From Tokyo, Japan… Weighing in at 120 pounds… SSSAAAAAOOOOORRRIIIIIII AAAIIIIIIIIIIIIZZZZEENNNN!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Here comes the Divide and Conquer winner, who earned this opportunity after that incredible showing. We know that Saori Aizen is already responsible for Daniella’s first loss on Dynasty. Can she make this her second?
Jake Mercer: We’ll see soon enough! Both women are very talented, but this is a bit of a David versus Goliath match. Saori is talented in her own right, but she’ll also be up against Daniella, who stands at around 6’8.
Flannery McCoy: You mean 5’8? You were way off there, but I guess the point still applies. There’s definitely a size and power difference here, but that may not matter given the kind of stipulation this match has. There’s a lot of potential for environmental offense that may benefit Saori.
(As Saori waits in the ring, ‘Vortex’ by Jinjer begins to play. Daniella Atlas begins to walk out, holding her Specialists Championship which she raises once she reaches the stage. Daniella has a focused look on her face, staring directly at Saori as she remains on the stage. After a few seconds Daniella begins to finally start walking down the ramp, and it becomes clear that she is also ready for this match. Not showing any concern about the glass covered ropes, she makes her way towards the ring.)
Stephie Love: And her opponent… From Dunkirk, France… Weighing in at 170 pounds… SHE IS THE SPECIALISTS CHAMPION, DAANNNIIEEELLLLAAAAA AAATTTLLLLAAAAAAASSSSSSS!!!!!!
Stew-O: Daniella Atlas is here, and she obviously has reason to bring her very best tonight. Even besides Saori picking up that win, Daniella doesn’t want to lose her Championship this early on.
Jake Mercer: Daniella won this title back at Territorial Invasion in the match against KASAI and Raeangel. If she does lose tonight that’d be a pretty short reign, but I think Saori would take pride in cutting Daniella’s reign short so soon!
Flannery McCoy: That’s right. Both women will definitely bring their best, so we’ll just have to see who the better woman is tonight. Either way, I’m sure it won’t be an easy victory.
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: AND HERE WE GO! THE SPECIALISTS CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH IS UNDERWAY AS BOTH WOMEN GO AFTER EACH OTHER, QUICKLY BEGINNING TO ENTER THE STRIKING GAME EARLY ON! Striking isn’t the specialty of Saori Aizen, but I can’t say I’m surprised to see this kind of start for this match knowing how heated things had gotten last week!
Jake Mercer: DANIELLA HAS THE POWER ADVANTAGE THOUGH, AND SHE’S ABLE TO TAKE CONTROL BECAUSE OF IT! DANIELLA IS ABLE TO KNEE SAORI IN THE MIDSECTION, CAUSING SAORI TO STUMBLE BACK! DANIELLA HAS CREATED SOME DISTANCE, AND NOW SHE IMMEDIATELY LOOKS FOR BLACK DEATH-
Flannery McCoy: BUT SAORI HAS IT SCOUTED! SAORI WAS ABLE TO DUCK UNDER WHILE GRABBING THE ARM, ALLOWING SAORI TO TURN AROUND AND PULL DANIELLA IN! SAORI WITH AN IRISH WHIP TO SEND DANIELLA INTO THE GLASS COVERED ROPES EARLY ON!
Stew-O: NO! DANIELLA STOPS HERSELF BY PUTTING HER BOOT ONTO THE MIDDLE ROPE, AND NOW SHE IS ABLE TO CATCH SAORI WITH A BACK ELBOW JUST AS SHE WAS CHARGING IN! Great counter by Daniella Atlas, WHO QUICKLY PULLS SAORI INTO A FRONT FACELOCK BEFORE BEGINNING TO LIFT HER INTO A SUPLEX POSITION! JUDGING BY WHERE SHE IS STANDING, IT LOOKS LIKE DANIELLA MAY BE PLANNING TO SUPLEX SAORI INTO THE GLASS COVERED ROPES! SAORI DOESN’T ALLOW THAT TO HAPPEN, THOUGH! SHE SLIPS OUT OF DANIELLA’S GRASP, LANDING ON HER FEET BEFORE-
Jake Mercer: DANIELLA TURNS AROUND, QUICKLY LOOKING TO CATCH SAORI OFF GUARD WITH GHOST CALL!!!
Flannery McCoy: SAORI ONCE AGAIN IS ABLE TO FIND THE COUNTER, THOUGH! DANIELLA IS ONCE AGAIN ABLE TO STOP HERSELF FROM HITTING THE GLASS ROPES- BUT THAT DOESN’T LAST LONG AS SAORI CONNECTS WITH A DROPKICK TO THE BACK! DANIELLA HITS THE GLASS ROPES BEFORE DROPPING TO A KNEE, AND NOW SAORI QUICKLY USES THIS AS HER OPPORTUNITY TO TAKE ADVANTAGE! SAORI RUSHES OVER TO DANIELLA, BEFORE BEGINNING TO QUICKLY PRESS HER FACE AGAINST THE MIDDLE ROPE! SAORI HAS DANIELLA’S FACE PUSHED INTO THOSE GLASS SHARDS, AND SHE BEGINS TO DRAG DANIELLA’S FACE ACROSS THE GLASS AS THIS MATCH HAS QUICKLY TAKEN A TURN!
Stew-O: DANIELLA IS IN TROUBLE, BUT SHE QUICKLY BEGINS THROWING ELBOWS BACKWARDS, UNTIL FINALLY SOME OF THEM HIT SAORI AND FORCE HER TO LET GO! Daniella rolls out of the ring, but as she rolls out it looks like those glass shards did all the damage necessary! There’s multiple cuts on her face as blood is beginning to spill, meanwhile it looks like Saori has a plan!
Jake Mercer: Saori pushes herself back to her feet as Daniella is still hurting from those glass ropes, and now Saori backs up a bit, creating some distance without running off the ropes! SAORI AIZEN NOW BEGINNING TO RUN IN AS DANIELLA TURNS HER ATTENTION BACK TO OPPONENT, AND SAORI MANAGES TO DIVE THROUGH THE GLASS COVERED ROPES IN ORDER TO DELIVER A SUICIDE DIVE!!!!
Flannery McCoy: YEAH, BUT AS IMPRESSIVE AS THAT WAS, DANIELLA JUST CAUGHT HER!
Stew-O: DANIELLA ATLAS WAS ABLE TO CATCH SAORI AIZEN, AND SHE DOESN’T LOOK HAPPY AT ALL ABOUT HAVING HER FACE DRAGGED AGAINST THE SHATTERED GLASS! DANIELLA TURNS HER BACK TO THE STEEL STEPS, BEFORE SENDING SAORI INTO THE STEPS WITH AN OVERHEAD BELLY TO BELLY!!! HUGE MOVE BY DANIELLA ATLAS, AND IT LOOKS LIKE SHE ISN’T DONE! SHE RETURNS TO HER FEET BEFORE KICKING THE TOP HALF OF THE STEEL STEPS OFF, AND IT SEEMS LIKE SHE INTENDS TO DO EVEN FURTHER DAMAGE TO HER CHALLENGER TONIGHT AS THIS HAS BECOME A VERY VICIOUS BACK AND FORTH VERY EARLY ON!
Jake Mercer: Daniella begins to drag Saori back up, AND SHE LIFTS HER UP BEFORE JUST PLANTING HER WITH A POWERBOMB ONTO THE STEPS!!! SAORI IS OUT OF IT RIGHT NOW, AS DANIELLA ATLAS JUST EVENED THE ODDS! DANIELLA GRABS SAORI BEFORE SENDING HER BACK INTO THE RING, AND WE MAY ALREADY BE ENTERING THE FINAL STAGES OF THIS MATCH AFTER EVERYTHING SAORI HAS JUST BEEN HIT WITH! Saori tries her best to begin pushing herself up as Daniella slides into the ring, but this might not work out too well for her as Daniella wastes no time looking to capitalize!
Flannery McCoy: Daniella quickly pulls Saori up after making her way towards her, AND SHE LIFTS HER UP BEFORE DELIVERING A SNAKE EYES ONTO THE TOP ROPE! SAORI FALLS BACK, AND IT LOOKS LIKE SHE MAY HAVE CAUGHT THE SIDE OF HER FACE ON THE TOP ROPE AS THERE’S A CUT ON HER CHEEK! Saori covers her face as she drops down to both knees, and Daniella Atlas has been ruthless after having her face cut by those glass ropes! Daniella grabs Saori by the hair before dragging her up, AND NOW SHE JUST DELIVERS A HEADBUTT! A SECOND ONE NOW! A THIRD, AND SHE FOLLOWS THIS UP BY PULLING HER INTO THE PUMPHANDLE POSITION! SOUTH OF HEAVEN!!!
Stew-O: NO! SAORI WAS ABLE TO COUNTER IT INTO A DDT!!! WHAT A DDT BY SAORI AIZEN!!!! DANIELLA ATLAS SLOWLY BEGINS TO SIT UP IN FRONT OF THE ROPES, NOT HAVING ANY IDEA WHERE SHE IS AS SAORI QUICKLY BEGINS TO BACK UP! SAORI NOW RUNNING IN, AND SHE DELIVERS A RUNNING METEORA TO DANIELLA, SENDING THE BACK OF DANIELLA’S HEAD AS WELL AS THE BACK ITSELF INTO THE GLASS COVERED ROPES!!!! SAORI FALLS BACK AS DANIELLA ROLLS AWAY FROM THE GLASS ROPES IN PAIN, AND THIS HAS BEEN ONE VIOLENT MATCH ALREADY!
Jake Mercer: Saori Aizen slowly rolls out to the ring apron, and she carefully grabs Daniella by the right arm before beginning to pull it out from just over the bottom rope! It looks like Saori may have something planned… AS SHE BEGINS TO REPEATEDLY STOMP ONTO DANIELLA’S ARM, CONSTANTLY PUSHING IT AGAINST THE ROPES COVERED WITH GLASS SHARDS!!! SAORI IS JUST DESTROYING DANIELLA’S ARM RIGHT NOW, AND I THINK TARGETING THAT SO EARLY ON MIGHT BE THE SMARTEST DECISION SHE COULD MAKE RIGHT NOW AS IT PUTS DANIELLA AT A SIGNIFICANT DISADVANTAGE!
Flannery McCoy: DANIELLA IS ABLE TO FINALLY PULL HER ARM AWAY, BUT IT DIDN’T EXACTLY FREE HER FROM THE PAIN AS SHE HAD TO PULL HER ARM OFF OF THE GLASS SHARDS TO FREE HERSELF! Daniella holds her arm in pain, and we have to remember that Saori goes after the arms in some of her big submission moves! This is something Daniella will seriously need to watch out for as Saori slowly returns to the ring, AND HITS DANIELLA WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK JUST AS SHE GOT TO A KNEE! SAORI IS ON THE OFFENSIVE RIGHT NOW, AND NOW IT’S DANIELLA THAT’S IN TROUBLE!
Stew-O: Daniella slowly stumbles to her feet and backs into the corner, AND SAORI RUNS IN BEFORE DELIVERING A RUNNING LARIAT! SAORI NOW BACKING INTO THE OPPOSITE CORNER AS SHE WAITS FOR DANIELLA TO STUMBLE OUT OF THE CORNER, AND IT LOOKS LIKE SHE MAY HAVE SOMETHING IN MIND HERE! Daniella takes a few steps forward… AND NOW SAORI QUICKLY BEGINS RUNNING IN!
Jake Mercer: SAORI QUICKLY CHARGES IN, LOOKING FOR THE-
Flannery McCoy: INAMORATA!!!!!! DANIELLA USED THE LEFT ARM TO CONNECT WITH A HUGE LARIAT, GETTING A RUNNING START JUST BEFORE SAORI MADE IT TO HER!!!!! DANIELLA MAY HAVE JUST TAKEN SAORI’S HEAD OFF WITH THAT ONE, BUT THAT MAY HAVE BEEN NECESSARY IN ORDER TO KEEP HER CHAMPIONSHIP REIGN ALIVE!!! DANIELLA DROPS DOWN ONTO THE MAT AS SHE HOLDS HER ARM, BEFORE PULLING HERSELF ON TOP OF SAORI FOR THE COVER!!!!!
OOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
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Stew-O: IT’S NOT OVER YET!!!! SAORI AIZEN WAS ABLE TO GET THE SHOULDER UP, SAVING HER CHANCES OF WINNING THE SPECIALISTS CHAMPIONSHIP TONIGHT! THIS IS A HUGE OPPORTUNITY FOR SAORI AIZEN, AND SO FAR SHE HAS YET TO DISAPPOINT!
Jake Mercer: Saori begins to roll out of the ring, and I think she needs the time to recover after that one. Daniella did some serious damage with that lariat, using the good arm after Saori basically tore her right arm to shreds. Daniella is slowly pushing herself back up, and I think she knows she needs to stay on the offensive. I don’t really think you want your opponent to get much time to breathe and come up with a plan when you have such a clear weakness now.
Flannery McCoy: That’s right. Daniella makes her way over towards the ropes before dropping doan and sliding out of the ring. Daniella now dragging Saori back up, and-
(*CRASH!*)
Stew-O: WELL, THIS STIPULATION DOES CALL FOR NO DISQUALIFICATIONS, AND SAORI AIZEN JUST MADE USE OF THAT AS SHE PULLED A LIGHT TUBE OUT FROM UNDER THE RING AND SMASHED IT OVER THE HEAD OF DANIELLA ATLAS!!! DANIELLA STUMBLES BEFORE DROPPING DOWN TO A KNEE, AND SAORI QUICKLY DIGS UNDER THE RING BEFORE GRABBING A SECOND LIGHT TUBE! SAORI HEADS OVER TO DANIELLA, AND SHE IS ABLE TO DROP DANIELLA WITH A SECOND LIGHT TUBE SHOT TO THE FACE! Saori gets the upper hand, and now she begins to dig under the ring once again!
Jake Mercer: Saori pulls a glass pane out from under the ring before sliding it into the ring, but she doesn’t stop there as she takes out two more, sliding both of them in as well! Saori now going after Daniella as she drags her back over towards the ring, BEFORE SLAMMING DANIELLA’S BAD ARM AGAINST THE RING POST!! SAORI CONTINUING TO TARGET THE ARM TO DISH OUT EVEN FURTHER PUNISHMENT TO DANIELLA, AND THE SPECIALISTS CHAMPION ONCE AGAIN APPEARS TO BE IN TROUBLE AS SAORI SENDS HER BACK INTO THE RING!
Flannery McCoy: Saori now slowly making her way up to the top rope, careful not to grab onto those ropes any more than she has to. Daniella is in a really bad spot right now when it comes to the damage she’s taken, and so far it looks like Saori is playing her cards right! If this continues, we may have ourselves a new Specialists Champion! Saori has made her way up to the top rope while Daniella is still holding onto her arm, and once Daniella makes her way back to her feet… SAORI DIVES OFF THE TOP ROPE!
Stew-O: RIGHT INTO A BICYCLE KICK!!!! DANIELLA ATLAS CAN’T USE HER RIGHT ARM, BUT SHE CAN STILL USE HER LEGS AND SHE JUST DID SO TO TAKE SAORI OUT OF THE SKY! DANIELLA ATLAS IS DOING A GOOD JOB OF WORKING AROUND THE HANDICAP SHE’S CURRENTLY DEALING WITH, AND NOW SHE TURNS HER ATTENTION TOWARDS THE GLASS PANES THAT SAORI BROUGHT INTO THE RING! Saori might have messed up, as Daniella doesn’t look too happy!
Jake Mercer: Daniella picks up one of the glass panes as Saori slowly finds her way up to her knees, AND DANIELLA SMASHES THE GLASS PANE OVER HER HEAD!!!! SAORI DROPS TO THE MAT, AND NOW IT’S DANIELLA THAT’S IN CONTROL OF THIS ONE! Daniella slowly drags Saori back up, AND I THINK SHE’S LOOKING TO ATTEMPT TO LIFT HER UP FOR A SUPLEX ONCE AGAIN, ONLY THIS TIME WILL BE FAR MORE DIFFICULT IN THE CONDITION THAT SHE’S IN! DANIELLA IS TRYING TO SHAKE OFF THE PAIN AND BRACE HERSELF KNOWING THE CONDITION HER ARM IS IN…
Flannery McCoy: AND DANIELLA IS ABLE TO LIFT SAORI UP, ALLOWING HER TO DROP SAORI RIGHT ONTO THE TOP ROPE!!!!! SAORI WENT STOMACH FIRST ONTO THAT GLASS COVERED TOP ROPE, AND IT LOOKS LIKE DANIELLA DIDN’T NEED TO LIFT SAORI ALL THE WAY UP AS LONG AS SHE COULD DO THAT MUCH! Daniella now backing up, BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A BOOT TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD, DROPPING SAORI BACK INTO THE RING AND ONTO THE MAT! Saori begins to stir and pull herself towards the edge of the ring, BUT I THINK THAT MAY HAVE BEEN A MISTAKE! DANIELLA RUSHES OVER TO SAORI, BEFORE BEGINNING TO CHOKE HER WITH THE MIDDLE ROPE, WHICH IS COVERED IN GLASS SHARDS! THERE ARE NO DISQUALIFICATIONS, SO DANIELLA CAN KEEP THIS UP UNTIL SAORI EITHER PASSES OUT OR TAPS OUT!
Stew-O: THIS WAS A SMART MOVE BY DANIELLA, AS SAORI MIGHT NOT BE ABLE TO DO ANYTHING ABOUT THIS! AS IF THE GLASS SHARDS WASN’T ENOUGH OF A PROBLEM, DANIELLA IS ALSO THE LARGER COMPETITOR WHICH MEANS IT WOULDN’T BE EASY POWERING OUT OF THIS! SAORI MIGHT END UP BEING CHOKED OUT HERE! THAT, AND IF SHE MOVES AROUND TOO MUCH SHE MAY RISK RECEIVING SOME CUTS ON HER THROAT! THIS IS A TERRIBLE SITUATION FOR SAORI, BUT IT’S EXACTLY THE KIND OF MOVE THAT MAY ALLOW DANIELLA TO LEAVE THIS MATCH AS CHAMPION!
Jake Mercer: Saori is grabbing onto the ropes, but there’s no rope breaks in this match! All she’s accomplishing is grabbing onto the glass shards! Is she trying to cut her hands too or something!? Saori needs to find a real way out of this submission, or this match is over! The referee heads over and asked whether or not Saori wants to give up-
Flannery McCoy: AND IT LOOKS LIKE THE ANSWER’S NO, AS SAORI ACTUALLY HAD A PLAN WHEN SHE GRABBED THE ROPES!!! SAORI WAS SLOWLY ABLE TO PULL A GLASS SHARD OUT OF ONE OF THE ROPES, AND SHE QUICKLY SWINGS BACKWARDS AND STABS DANIELLA IN THE BAD ARM WITH IT! DANIELLA INSTINCTIVELY PULLS BACK AND GRABS HER ARM, AND THIS FREES SAORI FROM THE CHOKE AS SHE QUICKLY PULLS HERSELF INTO THE CORNER TO GET BACK UP!
Stew-O: DANIELLA TURNS TOWARDS SAORI- BUT SAORI CATCHES HER WITH THE ROLLING BACKFIST!!!! DANIELLA DROPS DOWN TO A KNEE, AND SAORI QUICKLY GRABS DANIELLA’S BAD ARM BEFORE HITTING ATLAS WITH MIRROR FLOWER, WATER MOON!!!! WHAT A KNEE STRIKE BY SAORI AIZEN, WHO DROPS DOWN ON TOP OF DANIELLA FOR THE COVER!!!!! WE MAY HAVE A NEW CHAMPION RIGHT NOW!!!!!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
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Jake Mercer: THIS MATCH ISN’T OVER YET!!!! DANIELLA WAS ABLE TO GET THE SHOULDER UP JUST BEFORE THREE, SAVING HER SPECIALISTS CHAMPIONSHIP REIGN DESPITE ALL OF THE DAMAGE THAT SAORI HAS DONE! Saori doesn’t look too pleased by Daniella finding her way out of that move, but I think she intends to remain on the offensive as she finds her way back to her feet. Saori now beginning to make her way up top once more as Daniella Atlas appears to be down and out, and after that vicious knee Saori just hit, I’m afraid this one might be over!
Flannery McCoy: Saori Aizen has made her way up top, AND NOW SHE DIVES OFF THE TOP ROPE!!!! HORIZON OF THE CAPTIVATING SKANDHA!!!!
Stew-O: IT DOESN’T CONNECT!!! DANIELLA WAS ABLE TO ROLL OUT OF THE WAY-
Jake Mercer: BUT SAORI EXPECTED IT AND WAS ABLE TO LAND ON HER FEET, BEFORE SETTLING FOR A STANDING MOONSAULT!
Flannery McCoy: THE STANDING MOONSAULT CONNECTS- BUT, WAIT A SECOND!! SAORI ROLLS OFF OF DANIELLA SCREAMING IN PAIN… AND IT LOOKS LIKE DANIELLA JUST STABBED SAORI WITH ONE OF THE GLASS SHARDS FROM THE BROKEN GLASS PANE!!!! DANIELLA PICKED UP A GLASS SHARD WHEN SHE ROLLED AWAY, BEFORE STABBING SAORI WITH IT AS SHE WENT FOR THE STANDING MOONSAULT!
Stew-O: Saori doesn’t always rely on those high flying maneuvers, but I’m sure she figured that this kind of offense is well suited for an opponent like Daniella. However, Daniella so far has had this scouted, and has definitely made her pay for it! Daniella now slowly pulling that small glass shard out of her own arm from a moment ago, and I think these two may be on even ground after that exchange! Neither one of them is in good condition!
Jake Mercer: Daniella slowly begins to sit up, meanwhile Saori Aizen slowly pulls that glass shard out of her side! I can’t even imagine the pain these two are in, but it looks like that’s not even the main thing they’re focused on right now! They have their eyes on each other, knowing that as long as they can endure this pain for a little while longer, they can walk out of House of Glass with the Specialists Championship! Both women slowly push themselves back to their feet, AND DANIELLA HITS SAORI WITH A FOREARM!
Flannery McCoy: This causes Saori to stumble, BUT SAORI IS ABLE TO HIT DANIELLA WITH A FOREARM OF HER OWN! Daniella takes a step back, BUT SHE HITS SAORI WITH A SECOND FOREARM! SAORI DROPS TO A KNEE, BUT SHE IS ABLE TO HIT DANIELLA WITH THE THROAT THRUST, AND THIS CAUSES DANIELLA TO DROP DOWN TO A KNEE HERSELF AS SHE GRABS ONTO HER THROAT IN PAIN! THESE TWO ARE GOING BACK AND FORTH HERE AS THEY STRUGGLE FOR CONTROL- AND NOW DANIELLA IS ABLE TO CATCH SAORI WITH A HEADBUTT JUST AS SAORI TRIED TO GO ON THE OFFENSIVE! DANIELLA NOW LOOKING FOR-
Stew-O: THUNDERCLAP NOVA!!! SAORI DROPS DANIELLA WITH THAT HARD HITTING ELBOW SMASH, CATCHING THE CHAMPION BY SURPRISE AS SHE FALLS TO THE MAT! SAORI JUST KNOCKED OUT HER CHALLENGER, BUT SAORI DOESN’T GO FOR THE COVER JUST YET! It looks like Saori plans to do further damage, wanting to make sure Daniella stays down for good rather than taking any chances! Saori grabs one of the two remaining glass panes before setting it up in the corner, and now she grabs the last one before beginning to make her way over towards Daniella Atlas.
Jake Mercer: Saori is waiting for Daniella to begin to stir, knowing that she’s already beginning to show signs of life. Daniella is beginning to find her way back up, but she’s not in a great spot right now! She’s still hurting from that elbow smash, and I don’t think she knows where she is! Daniella finds her way back to her feet, AND SAORI SMASHES THE GLASS PANE OVER HER HEAD!
Flannery McCoy: NO! DANIELLA WAS BARELY ABLE TO CATCH THE GLASS PANE BEFORE IT COULD HIT HER! DANIELLA SHOVES SAORI AWAY- AND AS SOON AS SAORI CHARGES BACK IN, DANIELLA CONNECTS WITH A BIG BOOT, SENDING THE GLASS PANE RIGHT INTO SAORI’S FACE AND BREAKING IT! SAORI BEGINS TO FALL TO THE MAT- BUT DANIELLA CATCHES HER WITH THE LEFT ARM, BEFORE PULLING HER INTO THE MEMORY ROOM!!!!!
Stew-O: THE MEMORY ROOM CONNECTS, RIGHT ONTO THE GLASS SHARDS THAT JUST FELL ONTO THE MAT!!!! SAORI IS DOWN AND OUT, AND I THINK THAT MIGHT’VE BEEN EVERYTHING DANIELLA HAD LEFT IN HER! DANIELLA SLOWLY TURNS SAORI OVER AND GOES IN FOR THE COVER, AND THAT’S GOTTA BE IT!
OOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: NO! SAORI ONCE AGAIN MANAGED TO GET THE SHOULDER UP!!!!
Flannery McCoy: Daniella rolls off of Saori, and she takes some time to breathe knowing that this has been a very back and forth contest. Daniella hasn’t had much room to recover like this, but I think she understands that she needs to stay on the offensive against an opponent like Saori. Daniella slowly begins to push herself up before dragging Saori up… AND I THINK DANIELLA IS ABOUT TO TRY FOR SOUTH OF HEAVEN ONCE MORE!
Stew-O: YEAH, BUT SHE STILL HAS THAT HURT ARM! DANIELLA’S RIGHT ARM HAS SUFFERED SO MUCH DAMAGE THROUGHOUT THIS MATCH, BUT IT LOOKS LIKE SHE’S ABOUT TO TRY AND POWER THROUGH THE PAIN! DANIELLA NOW… LIFTING SAORI UP FOR SOUTH OF HEAVEN!
Jake Mercer: BUT SAORI WAS ABLE TO FREE HERSELF FROM DANIELLA’S GRASP, ONLY THIS TIME SHE JUMPS OUT ONTO HER FEET BEFORE GRABBING DANIELLA’S HURT ARM TO WRESTLE HER DOWN TOWARDS THE ROPES!!! COFFIN OF THE IRON MOUNTAIN!!!!!! SAORI HAS THE SUBMISSION LOCKED IN, AND IF THAT WASN’T BAD ENOUGH, SHE IS USING THE GLASS COVERED ROPES TO CHOKE DANIELLA WHILE IN THE OMOPLATA CROSSFACE!!! I DON’T KNOW IF THERE’S ANY WAY FOR DANIELLA TO GET OUT OF THIS, WE MAY HAVE A NEW CHAMPION!
Flannery McCoy: DANIELLA WAS TRYING TO POWER THROUGH HER PAIN IN ORDER TO PUT SAORI DOWN, BUT THAT DAMAGED ARM ALLOWED SAORI TO NOT ONLY ESCAPE THE MOVE, BUT MAKE THIS SUBMISSION EVEN MORE EFFECTIVE AS THE BAD ARM IS THE ONE TRAPPED! I THINK I ACTUALLY HAVE TO AGREE WITH JAKE RIGHT NOW! DANIELLA MAY HAVE TO TAP OUT, AS SAORI PLAYED HER CARDS RIGHT! NOT ONLY IS DANIELLA TRAPPED IN THIS SUBMISSION, BUT SHE’S ALSO HAVING TO DEAL WITH THE GLASS SHARDS THANKS TO THE BOTTOM ROPE THAT SAORI IS USING FOR THE SUBMISSION!
Stew-O: I DON’T KNOW HOW DANIELLA IS GOING TO GET OUT OF THIS ONE! SHE MAY BE THE LARGER COMPETITOR, BUT SAORI HAS TARGETED THE ARM AND UTILIZED THE GLASS ROPE SPECIFICALLY TO GET RID OF THAT ADVANTAGE! DANIELLA NEEDS TO DO SOMETHING IF SHE WANTS TO KEEP HER CHAMPIONSHIP! IF SHE REMAINS IN THIS SUBMISSION MUCH LONGER, I THINK SHE’S GOING TO END UP PASSING OUT! SHE IS ALREADY BEGINNING TO FADE AND LOSE HER STRENGTH!
Jake Mercer: THE REFEREE QUICKLY GOES TO CHECK ON DANIELLA ATLAS, LOOKING TO SEE IF SHE CAN CONTINUE! THE REFEREE ASKS DANIELLA WHETHER OR NOT SHE CAN CONTINUE, AND SHE…
Flannery McCoy: SHE MANAGES TO PUSH HERSELF UP TO A KNEE! DANIELLA WAS ABLE TO PLACE ONE FOOT ONTO THE MAT, AND IT LOOKS LIKE SHE’S TRYING TO GET BACK UP EVEN WHILE TRAPPED IN THAT CROSSFACE! DANIELLA ATLAS SLOWLY BEGINS TO HOLD ONTO SAORI WITH ALL THE STRENGTH SHE HAS LEFT IN THAT HURT ARM, AND SHE SLOWLY BEGINS TO PUSH HERSELF BACK UP!
Stew-O: DANIELLA MANAGES TO GET BACK TO HER FEET, BEFORE DROPPING SAORI WITH A SIDEWALK SLAM!!!! HUGE SIDEWALK SLAM BY DANIELLA ATLAS, AND BOTH WOMEN ARE DOWN AND OUT AS THAT TOOK EVERYTHING DANIELLA HAD LEFT! HOW DID DANIELLA PULL THAT OFF!?!?
Jake Mercer: She couldn’t carry Saori for long, but she did it just long enough to escape that submission! Had that lasted any longer, I think we really would’ve had a new Champion! Daniella had no choice but to fight through the pain there, and it worked! Daniella slowly crawls away and pushes herself back to a knee, meanwhile Saori still seems to be down and out. Daniella backs up, and it looks like she’s waiting for Saori to get back to her feet!
Flannery McCoy: Saori slowly begins to push herself back up, but I think it’s easier said than done knowing what she was just hit with! Saori doesn’t even know where she is right now, and I think Daniella’s about to capitalize on that as she looks to bring this match to an end! DANIELLA BEGINS CHARGING IN TOWARDS SAORI FROM BEHIND!!! BLACK DEATH!!!!
Stew-O: NO! SAORI WAS BARELY ABLE TO DUCK UNDER THE DISCUS ELBOW, CAUSING DANIELLA TO NEARLY COLLIDE WITH THE TURNBUCKLES!
Jake Mercer: AND NOW SAORI RUNS IN AS DANIELLA TURNS TOWARDS HER! RAIMEI HAKKE!!!!
Flannery McCoy: BUT THAT DOESN’T CONNECT, EITHER!!!! DANIELLA GETS OUT OF THE WAY, AND SAORI HITS HER KNEE ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! SAORI GRABS HER KNEE IN PAIN BEFORE TURNING AROUND- RIGHT INTO A SPINNING BACK ELBOW!! HUGE MOVE BY DANIELLA ATLAS, AND SAORI CRUMBLES DOWN ONTO HER KNEES AS DANIELLA MAINTAINS THE UPPER HAND! Saori slowly stumbles and gets back to her feet, and now Daniella grabs her, AND SHE BEGINS TO LIFT HER UP AS SHE LOOKS FOR A FALCON ARROW!
Stew-O: SHE ISN’T ABLE TO PULL IT OFF THOUGH! SHE HAD ALREADY USED THAT HURT ARM FAR MORE THAN SHE SHOULD’VE, AND NOW SAORI IS ABLE TO PULL HERSELF BACK DOWN ONTO THE MAT BEFORE HITTING DANIELLA WITH A SPIN KICK! Daniella drops down to a knee, AND SAORI FOLLOWS THIS UP WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK!
Jake Mercer: Daniella now is on all fours as she tries to push herself back up, BUT SAORI DOESN’T LET THAT HAPPEN SO EASILY AS SHE JUST KICKS DANIELLA IN THE FACE! Saori and Daniella both look like they’re out of it, but I think Saori has something big in her mind right now as she grabs Daniella and begins making her way to the corner!
Flannery McCoy: Saori grabs Daniella before beginning to lift her up onto the middle rope, and she begins throwing punches to the back of Daniella, making sure she stays up there rather than finding the strength to fight back! I have no idea what it is Saori is planning, but knowing where we are in the match, I don’t think we need to doubt that it’s something big! Saori looks at her hands for a moment, before taking a deep breath and grabbing onto the top rope covered in glass shards!
Stew-O: SAORI SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE TOP ROPE, JUMPING ONTO DANIELLA ATLAS’ SHOULDERS FOR THE AVALANCHE POISONRANA!!!! HEAVENLY PACT CONNECTS!!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: DANIELLA ATLAS WAS JUST DROPPED HEAD FIRST ONTO THE MAT FROM THE MIDDLE ROPE, AND I THINK NOW I UNDERSTAND WHY SAORI WAS HESITANT! SHE ONCE AGAIN HAD TO GRAB RIGHT ONTO THE BROKEN GLASS IN ORDER TO DELIVER THAT MOVE, BUT I THINK IT MAY HAVE BEEN WORTH IT! DANIELLA ATLAS IS DOWN AND OUT, AND NOW SAORI BEGINS TO PULL HERSELF BACK UP TO THE TOP ROPE! SAORI CHOSE NOT TO GO FOR THE COVER, AS SHE INSTEAD WANTS TO MAKE SURE DANIELLA ATLAS IS DONE FOR!
Flannery McCoy: SAORI HAS MADE HER WAY UP TOP, ALL WHILE DANIELLA ATLAS STILL HAS YET TO SHOW SIGNS OF LIFE! SAORI HAS SOMETHING BIG IN MIND HERE, AS SHE KNOWS THIS IS THE BEST CHANCE SHE’LL GET TO BECOME THE SPECIALISTS CHAMPION! SAORI DIVES OFF OF THE TOP ROPE!!!
Stew-O: IT’S THE PHOENIX SPLASH!!! TORNADO OF THE SEMPITERNAL TERROR!!!!!
Jake Mercer: IT DOESN’T CONNECT!!!!
Flannery McCoy: DANIELLA ATLAS WAS ABLE TO GET BOTH BOOTS UP, CAUSING SAORI TO LAND ON TOP OF THEM!!!! SAORI JUST WENT FOR THE BIGGEST MOVE IN HER ARSENAL, BUT THEY CALL MOVES LIKE THIS HIGH RISK FOR A REASON!
Stew-O: SAORI WAS CAUGHT OFF GUARD BY THE BOOTS TO THE FACE, AND SHE DROPS TO THE MAT AS DANIELLA ATLAS PUSHES HERSELF BACK UP! DANIELLA USING EVERYTHING SHE HAS LEFT IN HER TO FIND HER WAY BACK TO HER FEET, AND NOW SHE QUICKLY PULLS SAORI INTO THE PUMPHANDLE POSITION BEFORE LIFTING HER UP!
Jake Mercer: BUT SHE DOESN’T STOP THERE!!! DANIELLA RUSHES TOWARDS THE CORNER OF THE RING, SENDING SAORI THROUGH THE GLASS PANE THAT WAS SET UP EARLIER WITH SOUTH OF HEAVEN!!!!! SOUTH OF HEAVEN CONNECTS ON SAORI AS SHE FALLS OUT OF THE CORNER AND DROPS TO HER KNEES!
Flannery McCoy: DANIELLA HIT SAORI WITH THE FINISHING MOVE DESPITE THE PAIN SHE HAD TO ENDURE TO DO SO, BUT IT LOOKS LIKE SHE ISN’T FINISHED THERE! DANIELLA BEGINS TO BACK UP AS SHE NOTICES THE WAY SAORI FELL ONTO HER KNEES! DANIELLA ISN’T WILLING TO GIVE SAORI ANY CHANCES OF STAYING IN THIS MATCH, AS SHE RUNS IN BEFORE FINALLY CONNECTING WITH BLACK DEATH!!!!
Stew-O: SAORI AIZEN IS DROPPED WITH THE DISCUS ELBOW TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD, AND DANIELLA COLLAPSES ONTO THE MAT! THAT TOOK EVERYTHING OUT OF HER, BUT DANIELLA TURNS SAORI OVER BEFORE DROPPING DOWN ON TOP OF HER FOR THE COVER!
OOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner… AANDDDDD STTIIIIILLLLLL THE SPECIALISTS CHAMPION…. DAAANNNNIIIEEELLLLLLLAAAAA AAATTTTTLLAASSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!
(‘Vortex’ begins to play once again, as Daniella Atlas slowly rolls off Saori Aizen. Both women are covered in blood after the usage of the glass covered ropes and various other glass weapons, but it’s Daniella that slowly finds the strength to sit up as the referee hands her the Specialists Championship.)
Stew-O: What a match by these two! They both utilized the glass ropes in various ways, allowing them to do some serious damage to each other. To be honest, Saori Aizen may have come as close as one possibly could’ve to ending Daniella’s reign tonight, but Daniella found it in her to end this match as Champion!
Jake Mercer: Saori tried, but it wasn’t enough! I thought she had the right idea by targeting the arm throughout the match, but Daniella Atlas refused to let her Championship reign end this soon.
Flannery McCoy: It was very impressive that Daniella was able to pull that off with an arm that’s essentially been torn to pieces, but that’s exactly what it takes to be Champion.
Stew-O: This was a fantastic match, and a great performance by both women. Congratulations to Daniella Atlas, who leaves House of Glass with her Specialists Championship!
(Daniella Atlas slowly finds her way back to her feet. She is barely able to stand, but she has her hand raised by the referee. After this, Daniella Atlas raises her Specialists Championship, staring at the crowd as House of Glass fades from ringside.)
(A commercial plays for Emily in Paris, featuring Daniella Atlas.)
(Back from commercials, the next matchcard is shown.)
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Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
Stephie Love: AND IT IS A LIGHT TUBE DEATHMATCH!
(The camera zooms out of Stephie Love out of the ring and now pans to around the ring, where tons of light tubes are positioned against the ropes inside the ring. There are also many light tubes at disposal of the competitors in this match outside the ring if they choose to grab them. Stephie Love walks to the ropes, and the referee helps escort her out through the free space at the ropes where there aren’t light tubes.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, from Liverpool, England, weighing in at 149 pounds… “THE SERAPH” HOLLLLYYYY! AAARRRRROOWWWWW!
(‘Judas’ by Lady Gaga hits the PA speakers and Holly Arrow makes her way out from the back to a pop from the crowd. She smirks at the reaction, walking down the ramp and slapping a ton of hands. Holly eyes the light tubes set around the ring, knowing that she’s at home here. Holly walks up the steps and enters the ring, backing away to the center as she awaits her opponent.)
Jake Mercer: Everyone knows the talents of Holly Arrow very well, but she is still seeking a breakout moment here on Dynasty. Luckily, she has a prime opportunity as tonight she takes on Vincent Mondrian in a Light Tube Deathmatch, a match she is well acquainted with.
Stew-O: She knows what it’s like to bleed in this match, and she knows what it’s like to go through hell. Vincent Mondrian is looking to make a name for himself at Holly’s expense— and after falling short at Reckless Wiring and Territorial Invasion, must win is an absolute understatement for Holly tonight.
Flannery McCoy: She already knows what it’s like to win against Mondrian, but there’s no tag partners tonight, it’s just light tubes surrounded around this ring, and Holly for sure feels at home in this environment!
Stephie Love: Her opponent, from Laren, Netherlands, weighing in at 205 pounds… “VASTO LORDE” VVVIIIINNCCCEEENNNTTTT! MMMOONNDDRRIIAANNN!
(‘Lacrimosa [EPIC REMIX]’ by Samuel Kim is next to play and Vincent Mondrian walks out with a bloodthirsty expression in his eyes. He stares at the light tubes set against the ropes, not phased by the environment he’s about to step in at all. Vincent slowly makes his way down the ramp, looking around to the fans.)
Stew-O: Vincent Mondrian made it a point to challenge Holly Arrow when she was seeking an opponent at House Of Glass, but it didn’t just stop there. He disrespected Holly even, seeing her as a stepping stone for him.
Jake Mercer: Since then, he hasn’t done as much as he would’ve liked to prove himself to Holly Arrow. He got pinned by Saori Aizen a few weeks back on Dynasty in tag team action, but Vincent is adamant that she was carried by her partner and history won’t repeat itself tonight.
Flannery McCoy: Vincent Mondrian is a very talented Elitist. He’s rising up the ranks as one of the New Breeds and a win tonight could put him in an entirely new conversation for his career.
(Vincent slowly breaks his gaze from the crowd and slowly walks down to ringside… He turns his head, walking up the step-)
Stew-O: HOLLY ARROW DIVES OFF THE APRON! DIVING KNEE STRIKE WITH A LIGHT TUBE OVER HER KNEE! GLASS SHATTERS AGAINST VINCENT’S HEAD! WE’VE DRAWN THE FIRST SHOT!
(DING DING DING!)
Jake Mercer: It’s a deathmatch, so the referee has no problem starting this one outside the ring! Vincent is down and Holly mounts him, throwing repeated punches to the head! Vincent is trying his best to cover up but he’s getting battered right now! Holly drags him up and throws him into the steel steps! Vincent winces, holding the back of his head in agony!
Flannery McCoy: Vincent questioned how tough Holly Arrow was— and now she’s making him pay for thinking that! Holly grabs Vincent by the hair and repeatedly slams the back of his head into the steps! Vincent’s head is getting battered in! She drags him up and pulls him over to the steps on the other side. She brings Vincent into the ring and throws him into the center of the ring!
Stew-O: He’s going to have to do a lot to get back in this one! Because Holly Arrow has already plucked a light tube off the ropes! She raises it overhead— but Vincent punches her in the ribs! Holly drops the light tube. Vincent rises and forearms her into the side of the head, and kicks her in the knee! Holly drops to a kneeling position, wincing.
Jake Mercer: Vincent grabs the light tube and brings it in front of Holly’s face, bringing it to her neck! He holds it there, trying to choke her out! Holly gasps out, the light tube being placed directly to her throat. And now Vincent starts to tighten his grip! I THINK HE WANTS TO BREAK THE LIGHT TUBE AGAINST HER THROAT!
Stew-O: DON’T DO THAT! HE COULD CUT HER NECK!!
(Many fans stand up and wince, cringing at the sheer thought of what could happen if Vincent breaks this against her neck!)
Flannery McCoy: But Holly uses all of her momentum, rolling Vincent over her shoulder in a judo-like throw with the light tube as leverage! He drops it and now Holly scrambles over to grab it. But Vincent is on his back and spins on the canvas, with a legsweep! Holly falls onto her back and Vincent grabs the light tube, rising right back up to his feet! She stares up-
Jake Mercer: AND VINCENT SWINGS IT OVERHEAD, DRIVING THE LIGHT TUBE RIGHT INTO HER BODY!
Stew-O: HOLLY ROLLS OUT JUST IN TIME! THE LIGHT TUBE BREAKS AGAINST THE CANVAS! THE SMOKE EMITTING FROM THE BROKEN SHARDS TEMPORARILY BLINDS HIM!
Flannery McCoy: That’s all Holly needs, as she rises to her feet and grabs Vincent from behind, throwing him with a german suplex! He rolls to his feet, dazed. Holly follows up with a palm strike to the throat! And then a shoot kick to the chest! Vincent stumbles backwards, so she throws a shoot kick to the back! Vincent is in dire straits right now! ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD!
Jake Mercer: She crumbles him to his fours! Vincent is still trying to get up, but Holly charges into a driving knee to the gut! Vincent wheezes out in pain, and Holly continues the knee to the gut! She transitions to kneeing the ribs as well! Vincent covers up to the best of his ability but he’s getting hurt badly here! She reaches down, grabbing him by the waist! Holly tries for a gut wrench lift!
Stew-O: Vincent is able to bring himself back down to his feet! He hooks Holly’s waist and does a tilt a whirl- she lands behind him! Waist lock from Holly, standing switch from Vincent! HE LIFTS HER UP! GERMAN SUPLEX INTO THE LIGHT TUBES AT THE ROPES-
Flannery McCoy: Holly flails her legs in the air and she lands back onto her feet! She starts throwing repeated back elbows, forcing Vincent to release! Holly spins to face him, SHOOT KICK TO THE GUT! She takes him by the head and lifts him up, SPINNING VERTICAL SUPLEX IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! Vincent wheezes, the air nearly knocked out of him there!
Jake Mercer: Holly rises to her feet, pumping her fists. She reaches over and grabs a light tube off of the ropes. Vincent is still on his back— AND SHE SMASHES IT ONTO HIS STOMACH! Vincent cries out! He sits up, and Holly boots him down!
Stew-O: She stares down at Vincent who’s trying to get up, and she reaches down to grab the remains of the light tube… BUT VINCENT TRIPS HER ONTO HER FACE! All of that debris flies into Holly’s eyes! She swats at her eyes, panicking! Shes trying to clear her vision while Vincent takes the time to recover. She slowly pulls herself up, and Vincent charges behind her!
Flannery McCoy: HE TAKES HER BY THE WAIST AND THROWS HER WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX! Vincent rises to his feet, shaking his head. He grabs a broken light tube shard off the ground. He takes Holly up to her knees. And he raises the shard AND STRIKES HOLLY IN THE FOREHEAD! Holly cries out, BECAUSE VINCENT STARTS STABBING HER FOREHEAD! BLOOD GUSHES OUT AND HE SMILES ABOUT IT!
Jake Mercer: This is a side of Vincent Mondrian that I don’t think we’ve ever seen before! We’ve seen him take BRAE to war in the Fight Pit— but this is more than just war! This is brutal and barbaric violence! Holly Arrow is screaming out in agony! Vincent drags her up and strikes her ONE LAST TIME! She goes down and the shard drops out of his hand, meeting her head as she falls to the mat!
Flannery McCoy: Vincent grinning about driving Holly’s head to the canvas and the light tube following her down… He drags her up and meets her with a slicing elbow across her head! That might’ve done just as much damage as the light tube! He allows her again, and kicks her back to her knees. He marches over to the ropes.
Stew-O: He snatches a light tube off the ropes and turns to Holly who is rubbing her bloody forehead and trying to rise- GAAAHH! HE SMASHES THAT LIGHT TUBE INTO HER BACK! GLASS SHATTERS AGAINST HER SKIN, AND VINCENT GRABS A SECOND ONE?!?!
Jake Mercer: VINCENT MARCHES TOWARDS HER AND CRACKS IT AGAINST HER UPPER BACK, SLICING HER SHOULDERS NOW! Holly falls over, gasping out in agony! Vincent is locked all the way in on winning this thing! He approaches Holly with a broken shard in both hands… AND HE DIGS THE SHARD IN HIS LEFT HAND INTO THE SIDE OF HER BACK!
Flannery McCoy: HE TAKES THE SHARD IN HIS RIGHT HAND AND DIGS IT INTO THE OTHER SIDE! HOLLY’S EYES BULGE OUT OF HER HEAD, AND RIGHTFULLY SO! VINCENT IS DIGGING IT BACK AND FORTH! THE REFEREE IS LOOKING AWAY— AND I THINK JAKE IS TOO!
Jake Mercer: MY NIECES ARE WATCHING THIS SHOW!
Stew-O: Vincent drops the shards and watches Holly fall to her knees. He’s a man on a mission, absolutely. Vincent takes Holly up to her feet and grabs her in a wrist clutch. He nods his head and ripcords her out— HOLLY DUCKS UNDER! Vincent loses his grip and stumbles forward. He turns back and Holly reaches down, grabbing a light tube! He turns back-
Flannery McCoy: AND SHE SMASHES THE LIGHT TUBE OVER HIS HEAD! VINCENT FALLS OVER, AND BLOOD HAS BEEN DRAWN! HE WATCHES IT DRIP ALL OVER THE CANVAS— AND HIS EYES WIDEN! I don’t think Vincent has ever seen himself lose this much blood at- AAAHHH!! SHE’S AIMING FOR THE EYE!
Jake Mercer: HOLLY IS TRYING TO GOUGE VINCENT’S EYE OUT! VINCENT STRUGGLES, FIGHTING THE LIGHT TUBE FROM ENTERING! HE’S GRIPPED TIGHTLY ONTO HOLLY’S WRIST, FIGHTING IT! HE KICKS HER IN THE GUT! She staggers backwards, and Vincent takes a deep breath…
Stew-O: AND SHE COMES RIGHT BACK IN, CHARGING FOR THE EYE! VINCENT MOVES OUT OF HARM’S WAY JUST IN TIME— BUT SHE CUTS RIGHT UNDER THE EYE, GETTING HIS CHEEK!
Flannery McCoy: VINCENT LETS OUT A GUTTURAL ROAR OF PAIN! HOLLY AIMS BACK FOR IT, BUT VINCENT STOPS HER!! BOTH ARE FIGHTING IT! YANKING BACK AND FORTH, AS HE TRIES TO GET THAT LIGHT TUBE OUT OF HER HAND!
Jake Mercer: IT SHOULDN’T BE IN HER HANDS! BOTH HAVE LOST THEIR MINDS! I CAN’T BELIEVE WHAT I’M WITNESSING-
Stew-O: VINCENT SLAPS THE SHARD OUT OF HER HAND! Holly falls over and Vincent takes a breath of relief. He slowly approaches Holly and knees her in the chest. He clubs the back. And he slowly pulls her up, trying to lift her upside down into his shoulder…
Flannery McCoy: BUT HOLLY DROPS DOWN! FRONT FACELOCK! SHE DROPS INTO A DDT ON ALL OF THE BROKEN SHARDS, DRIVING VINCENT’S HEAD RIGHT INTO THE GLASS! VINCENT CLUTCHES HIS HEAD, CUT UP FROM THAT ALONE! HOLLY ROLLS HIM OVER FOR THE COVER!
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Jake Mercer: BUT VINCENT FINDS A WAY TO KICK OUT! Holly shakes her head, dragging him up. She meets him with a HUGE knife edge chop! She chops him again! And then an elbow to the jaw! Vincent is on wobbly legs, and Holly keeps chopping him, over and over! Vincent staggers backwards!
Stew-O: She backs up, looking to boot his head off! VINCENT CATCHES THE LEG! DRAGONSCREW LEGWHIP! AND SHE FALLS ONTO THE GLASS! VINCENT PLACES HER LEG DOWN… AND HE LEAPS INTO A STOMP, DIGGING HER LEGS INTO THE BROKEN LIGHT TUBE PIECES! HOLLY CRIES OUT IN AGONY!
Flannery McCoy: Vincent has a sinister smile on his face. He winds back for another stomp, but HOLLY ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! He stomps the shards and they fly up in the air, giving her time to grab him by the waist! Vincent elbows her back, though! Holly is on wobbly legs and Vincent grabs at that leg again! He wants to take her down!
Jake Mercer: HOLLY LEAPS INTO AN ENZUIGIRI! I THINK ONE OF THOSE SHARD PIECES STILL IN HER LEG JUST CUT VINCENT AS WELL! TURNABOUT’S FAIR PLAY, THERE!
Stew-O: Vincent rolls out of the ring through the open space and Holly crawls out, following him! Holly grabs Vincent and throws him into the ring post! Vincent falls over, trying to wipe the blood out of his eyes. She drags him up and starts pummeling him with repeated punches against the barricade! Vincent tries to cover up to the best of his ability but they’re getting through! Holly backs up, building steam!
Flannery McCoy: SHE CHARGES IN FOR A BOOT! BUT VINCENT COMES TO LIVE AND TOSSES HOLLY WITH A BACK BODY DROP OVER THE BARRICADE! SHE FLIES INTO THE TIMEKEEPER’S AREA– AND STEPHIE LOVE GETS OUT OF THE WAY JUST IN TIME AS HOLLY’S BACK CRASHES INTO A STEEL CHAIR! SHE FOLDS ONTO THE BACK OF HER NECK, FALLING ONTO THE CONCRETE FLOORING!
Jake Mercer: THAT MAY HAVE KNOCKED HER OUT! Vincent looks back with a grin on his face! He wobbles to the apron, breathing heavily. Meanwhile, the referee has stepped out to tend to Holly. Vincent slowly brings himself into the ring…
Stew-O: Meanwhile, Holly is trying to get herself out of the rummage. She’s still holding her head in pain, with no clear idea where she’s at. Vincent is in the ring and he’s taken a light tube??? Oh no- Vincent’s starting to climb the middle rope, and now he’s ascending to the top!
Flannery McCoy: Holly Arrow is using the referee and the barricade to get up to her feet. She wobbles out of the timekeeper’s area, clutching at the back of her head. HOLLY, LOOK OUT!
Jake Mercer: VINCENT MONDRIAN FLIES OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH A LIGHT TUBE IN HIS HAND! HE LEAPS DOWN, DRIVING IT RIGHT INTO THE TOP OF HER HEAD! VINCENT HITS THE FLOOR HARD, BUT HOLLY TAKES A WORSE FALL AS ALL OF VINCENT’S MOMENTUM CRASHES DOWN ON HER!
Stew-O: I THINK THAT LIGHT TUBE WAS DANGEROUSLY CLOSE TO BREAKING AND FLYING INTO THE CROWD!
Jake Mercer: I think a lawsuit is the last thing on anyone’s mind right now! Vincent is holding at his side, trying his best to recover, meanwhile Holly is out of it! There’s blood all over the ringside mats too, now! Vincent leans against the barricade, nodding his head…
Flannery McCoy: He wobbles up to his feet and pulls Holly up. He throws her into the ring and slowly follows in. Holly isn’t even moving right now! Vincent approaches her, and he STOMPS the side of her head! That stomp woke her up, she tries to cover up– but VINCENT LEAPS INTO ANOTHER STOMP! She tries to cover up one more time, but Vincent puts her down with a third and FINAL stomp!
Jake Mercer: Vincent pulls Holly up by the hair. He points to a row of light tubes against the ropes and tries to throw her into them– but Holly grabs the top rope just in time! She elbows Vincent back, causing him to stumble away. Holly turns and swings for Vincent, but Vincent ducks under and cracks her with a headbutt! Blood just flew into the air from the combination of their bloody heads clashing!
Stew-O: AND NOW A BIG SLAP FROM VINCENT! TALK ABOUT BLOOD, SWEAT, AND SALIVA FLYING INTO THE AIR! Holly staggers, BUT SHE GRABS VINCENT AND LIFTS HIM UP HIGH IN THE AIR! EXPLODER SUPLEX! VINCENT TRIES TO TUCK HIS HEAD DOWN TO AVOID THE IMPACT, BUT ALL IT LEADS TO IS THE TOP OF HIS HEAD SMASHING INTO THE CANVAS! OH MY GOD!
Flannery McCoy: HOLLY’S ON FIRE RIGHT NOW! SHE’S NOT DONE! SHE NODS HER HEAD, THE BLOOD ALL IN HER HAIR NOW! She pulls Vincent up, pulling him close to her chest! She grabs him in a wrist clutch and ripcords him out! THEEE EMPEERROORR’S TIMMMMEEEEE! THE RIPCORD LARIAT SENDS VINCENT CRASHING ONTO THE CANVAS! SHE CRAWLS OVER, HOOKING THE LEGS!
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Jake Mercer: KICK OUT FROM VINCENT MONDRIAN! THE EMPEROR’S TIME SIMPLY ISN’T ENOUGH! AND HOLLY SITS UP, ALMOST AS IF IT’S CAUGHT HER OFF GUARD AS WELL! BUT SHE’S GOT MUCH MORE IN THE RESERVES TO PULL OUT!
Stew-O: Holly slowly rises, staring down at Vincent who’s wiggling his fingers, trying to make sure he still has feeling in his limbs. She drags Vincent up and tucks the arm over her shoulder, she wants to try Odin’s Lost— Vincent swings under and takes the waist! SAITO SUPLEX!
Flannery McCoy: He rolls over, reaching out to a light tube! Vincent begins crawling over… but somehow Holly is still in this! She rolls over and grabs Vincent by the ankle! Vincent looks back, shaking his head. He pushes himself up, but Holly is still holding onto that leg! Vincent hobbles on one leg! He reaches for the light tube, but Holly is still pulling the ankle. She yanks him backwards, for a LARIAT TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD-
Stew-O: Vincent ducks under just in time! Holly turns back and Vincent is looking for a light tube on the other side! But Holly runs back over! She grabs him by the hair and pulls him down with a neckbreaker! Both hold at their backs, but Holly fights through the pain and rises. She grabs a light tube and pulls Vincent up by the hair, kneeing his back repeatedly. She then places the light tube on his back and braces for impact- SINGLE KNEE BACKSTABBER, BREAKING THE LIGHT TUBE AGAINST HIS BACK! Holly sits up, clutching at her knee- but her kneepad was there to protect her somewhat!
Jake Mercer: She looks down at Vincent and nods. There’s still more work to be done! She grabs another light tube and places it against his chest! Then she grabs ANOTHER! She places it down as well! Holly steps out of the ring and begins to climb her way up to the top rope. She stares down at Vincent who still isn’t moving, and she crosses her chest! She steadies herself up top! AND SHE DIVES OFF THE TOP! CHAMPAGNE SUPERKNEE DROP! AND HOLLY BREAKS THE LIGHT TUBES AGAINST VINCENT’S CHEST! HE WAILS OUT IN AGONY! AND I DON’T BLAME HIM!
Stew-O: Holly is in agony, though! She clutches at her knee, crawling over to Vincent! AND SHE STRAPS HER ARM ON HIS BLOODY CHEST FOR THE COVER-
Flannery McCoy: NO! VINCENT ROLLS OUT OF THE RING AT THE VERY LAST SECOND! He plops to the floor, gasping out. Vincent holds at his bloodied chest, while Holly is tending to her knee. She works her way up and looks outside the ring, seeing Vincent out of it. Holly shakes her head, spitting blood onto the canvas. She limps over to the ropes—
Jake Mercer: AND VINCENT TAKES A LIGHT TUBE FROM UNDER THE RING, HURLING IT INTO HOLLY’S HEAD! HOLLY FALLS RIGHT BACK TO THE CANVAS! VINCENT LIMPS INTO THE RING! HE TAKES THE SHARD AND SLICES HER ACROSS THE SIDE OF THE HEAD WITH IT! VINCENT PULLS HER UP AND STARTS STABBING- JUST LIKE EARLIER! HE TURNS HER AROUND AND LIFTS HER UP FOR A CRADLE BACKBREAKER!
Stew-O: Then he turns her to face him! Front facelock! FALCON ARROW! AND HE ROLLS THROUGH, DEADLIFTING HER UP TO THROW HER WITH AN X PLEX! HELL’S PARADISE— INTO THREE LIGHT TUBES AGAINST THE ROPES! OH MY GOD!!! HOLLY’S BACK MAY HAVE JUST SHATTERED FROM THAT IMPACT! VINCENT PULLS HER TO THE CENTER OF THE RING!
Flannery McCoy: HE WANTS TO PUT A STAMP ON IT! HE LIFTS HER ONTO HIS SHOULDER! KNEE TO THE SKULL! THEN VINCENT DROPS DOWNWARDS! REIIRRYYOOKKKUUU! THE FIRE THUNDER DRIVER CONNECTS, RIGHT ONTO HOLLY’S SKULL! SHE’S NOT MOVING! VINCENT ROLLS HER LIMP BODY OVER AND HOOKS THE LEGS FOR THE COVER!
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Jake Mercer: HOLLY KICKS OUT!!! HER ARM STAYS OUTSTRETCHED TO THE AIR! VINCENT RUNS HIS BLOODY HANDS THROUGH HIS SOAKED HAIR! HE STARES AT THE REFEREE, WONDERING HOW THAT WASN’T THREE! NOW VINCENT TURNS TO HOLLY!
Stew-O: HE TAKES HER HEAD AND STARTS HEADBUTTING HER WHILE SHE’S DOWN! SKULL TO SKULL CONNECTION! VINCENT PULLS HER UP, AND LIFTS HER UP FOR A GERMAN SUPLEX! HE’S NOT DONE, ROLLING THROUGH INTO ANOTHER ONE! AND HE HOLDS ONTO HOLLY, SLOWLY DEADLIFTING HER FOR A THIRD-
Flannery McCoy: HOLLY TAKES A LIGHT TUBE AND SWINGS BACKWARDS! IT CUTS VINCENT AND HE DROPS HER! HE’S ON WOBBLY LEGS… BUT HE HASN’T FALLEN?! VINCENT GRABS A LIGHT TUBE AND AS HOLLY TURNS, HE SWINGS IT LIKE A BASEBALL CHEST, HITTING HER IN THE CHEST! THE IMPACT OF THE SWING SENDS HOLLY FALLING BACKWARDS!
Stew-O: BUT SHE STAGGERS INTO THE ROPES! SHE REBOUNDS OFF LIKE A PENDULUM LARIAT— BUT SHE HAS A LIGHT TUBE IN HER HAND AND SHE SWINGS IT FULL FORCE AT VINCENT’S HEAD! THE IMPACT SENDS VINCENT FLYING TO THE CANVAS! HOLY— WHAT A CONTEST THIS HAS BEEN!
Flannery McCoy: Vincent Mondrian is out of it! Holly kneels up, embracing the blood and glass shards around her! She crawls over and grabs another light tube! There’s no quit in this woman! She grabs Vincent and rolls him over to his stomach! No way…
Jake Mercer: SHE GRABS THE LIGHT TUBE AND WRAPS IT IN FRONT OF VINCENT’S MOUTH! SHE TRAPS THE ARM AND APPLIES A CROSSFACE WITH THE LIGHT TUBE AS SUPPORT! VINCENT GRITS HIS TEETH IN PAIN, LETTING OUT MUFFLED YELLS OF AGONY!
Stew-O: I can’t imagine that’s very good for his teeth! THEY’RE GRINDING AGAINST THE GLASS! HOLLY KEEPS PULLING BACK AND THAT’S DEEP PRESSURE ON BOTH HIS MOUTH AND ARM! VINCENT SHAKES HIS HEAD! HE DOESN’T WANT TO TAP OUT, BUT HE’S GOT NOWHERE TO GO!
Flannery McCoy: VINCENT’S HAND FALTERS! IF HE DOESN’T TAP OUT, HE MAY PASS OUT FROM THE PAIN AND BLOOD LOSS! HIS HEAD NODS DOWN… HOLLY IS PULLING BACKWARDS! THE REFEREE CHECKS HIS ARM, LOOKING TO SEE IF HE’S LIMP—
(**CRUNCH!**)
Jake Mercer: WHAT THE HELL?!?! VINCENT MONDRIAN JUST BIT INTO THE LIGHT TUBE! AND THE SMOKE FLIES INTO HOLLY’S FACE, BLINDING HER! SHE SWATS AT HER HANDS, ROLLING TO THE CORNER! MEANWHILE, VINCENT SPITS THE GLASS ONTO THE CANVAS!
Stew-O: HOW STRONG ARE HIS TEETH— GALICK GUN!!! VINCENT MONDRIAN TAKES HOLLY ARROW OUT WITH THAT RUNNING BOOT IN THE CORNER! SHE FALLS FACE FIRST, AND HE DRAGS HER TO THE CANVAS! HE ROLLS OVER AND FALLS ONTOP OF HER FOR THE COVER!
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Jake Mercer: AND THAT’S ALL SHE WROTE!
Stew-O: NOT AT ALL!! HOLLY ARROW FINDS A WAY TO KICK OUT! SOMEHOW, SOMEWAY! SHE IS STILL IN THIS MATCH! VINCENT ROLLS OVER TO HIS BACK, ALMOST AS IF HE CAN’T BELIEVE IT! AND TO BE HONEST! NEITHER CAN WE!
Flannery McCoy: Vincent’s exasperated! He’s trying to work his way up, pacing around the ring! What will it take to end this match?! No one knows! He grabs Holly up by the hair! He brings her to her fours, backing up. Vincent points to Holly, lining it up.
Jake Mercer: He charges in, trying for the MENOS GRANDE— HOLLY RISES WITH HIS LEGS IN HER GRASP! THE ATTEMPT TO TRAP HER HEAD IN A HEADSCISSORS BACK FIRED! ALABAMA SLAM ONTO THE GLASS SHARDS! SHE ROLLS HIM OVER AND TAKES THE LEGS INTO WHEELBARROW POSITION! SHE MUSCLES HIM INTO A WHEELBARROW FACEBUSTER ON THEM!
Stew-O: SHE HOLDS ONTO VINCENT AND DROPS HIM TO HIS FEET! SHE HOOKS THE ARMS! DRAGON SUPLEX, AND SHE BRIDGES IT! REFEREE TO THE COUNT!
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Flannery McCoy: VINCENT FINDS A WAY TO KICK OUT! JUST IN TIME! HOLLY THOUGHT SHE HAD IT THERE! BUT SHE’S NOT DONE HOLDING ONTO HIM!
Jake Mercer: She rolls Vincent over, grabbing him by the arms! Holly nods her head! THIS TIME, SHE GETS HIM WITH A BRIDGING TIGER SUPLEX! THE BACK OF VINCENT’S HEAD BOUNCES OFF THE CANVAS! CAN SHE GET IT?!
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Stew-O: ANOTHER KICK OUT FROM VINCENT MONDRIAN! AND HOLLY ROLLS OVER, TRYING TO TRAP THE WAIST FOR A GERMAN SUPLEX. BUT VINCENT PLANTS HIS FEET! HOLLY KEEPS TRYING ANYWAYS-
Jake Mercer: VINCENT SPINS OUT AND SHOVES HER TO THE ROPES! SHE STOPS JUST IN TIME— VINCENT CHARGES IN AT HIGH SPEED! DROPKICK INTO THE LIGHT TUBES!!! HOLLY FLIES INTO THEM, GOING THROUGH THE ROPES AND TO THE APRON! HER BODY IS CUT UP AND SMOKE FROM THE LIGHT TUBES IS JUST SETTLING IN THE AIR!
Flannery McCoy: He steps out of the ring, following her! Vincent drags Holly up and elbows her in the back! He elbows her again! He grabs her and pushes her forward, placing her onto the top rope. He tries to follow up with her, but Holly elbows him back! He reaches at her, but she turns and swings a roundhouse kick that stuns him! Vincent turns and Holly wobbles forward. He swings, but she catches the wrist and tucks his arm down! Holly lifts him up high on the apron!
Stew-O: AND SHE THROWS HIM WITH ODIN’S LEFT EYE! THE WRIST CLUTCH OLYMPIC SLAM ON THE APRON!!! VINCENT’S BACK DIGS INTO THE HARDEST PART OF THE RING *AND* THE GLASS SHARDS! BOTH ARE DOWN ON THE FLOOR! HOLLY BREATHES IN AND OUT, REACHING FOR HIM!
Jake Mercer: I don’t know how either are supposed to get up to their feet after that! This has been a ridiculous match! Both are hurting and you can tell their body is starting to fight their brain on how much more they can withstand here! If she hit that in the ring, it may have been a different story!
Flannery McCoy: But she wasn’t able to! Vincent was very smart about how he got her out the ring! He wanted to take advantage but it ended up saving him! Now Holly is desperately clawing up
to her feet. She stares down at Vincent and grabs him by the head, slowly willing him up with her. She rolls Vincent into the ring, but Holly is so tired and beat up she can’t enter with him!
Stew-O: Holly falls to a knee, and takes her time. Meanwhile, Vincent has rolled to the center of the ring. Holly nods, looking around. She slowly takes the bottom rope and pulls herself onto the apron…
Jake Mercer: She flops onto the apron, crying out in pain. Holly takes the ropes and falls through the middle rope, finally! She enters the ring and-
Flannery McCoy: VINCENT SHOOTS UP TO HIS FEET AND HE GRABS HOLLY BY THE NECK! FINAL EXPLOSION! THE CHOKE HOLD IS IN! HE’S CUTTING OFF THE AIR TO HOLLY’S THROAT! AND SHE WAS ALREADY STRUGGLING TO BREATHE WHEN SHE PUSHED HIM INTO THE RING! THE CHOKE HOLD IS IN DEEP!
Stew-O: SHE REACHES FOR THE ROPES, BUT I DON’T THINK IT’LL MATTER! VINCENT IS PRYING DEEP WITH THIS HOLD! HOLLY IS FALLING BACKWARDS! SHE’S LOSING AIR QUICKLY! VINCENT GRINS, BLOOD LEAKING OUT OF HIS MOUTH! HOLLY NOW REACHES FOR HIS ARMS, TRYING TO FIGHT THE GRASP HE HAS ON HER!
Jake Mercer: BUT THAT HOLD IS TIGHT! I DON’T KNOW IF SHE CAN ESCAPE THIS! HOLLY FALLS TO A KNEE! THE REFEREE IS CHECKING AND ASKING IF SHE WANTS TO GIVE UP!
Referee: (off-mic) HOLLY, DO YOU GIVE UP?!
Holly Arrow: (off-mic) N-NN-nnn-NNoOo…OoooOOOOO!!!!!
Stew-O: HOW MUCH LONGER CAN SHE HOLD OUT, THOUGH! HOLLY IS PUNCHING AT VINCENT’S FOREARMS, OVER AND OVER! VINCENT STRUGGLES! HE STEPS OVER HER BACK, TRYING TO APPLY A BODYSCISSORS LAYING FLAT! HOLLY’S HANDS DROP TO THE CANVAS! SHE’S ABOUT TO GO OUT…
Jake Mercer: VINCENT DROPS DOWN TO LAY HER FLAT—
Flannery McCoy: HOLLY SWINGS HER HAND UPWARDS WITH A GLASS SHARD IN HER HAND AND SHE GETS VINCENT IN THE EYE! SHE GETS VINCENT IN THE EYE! HE RELEASES THE HOLD AND FALLS ONTO HIS ASS, HOLDING HIS EYE IN AGONY! HOLLY WAS GOING FOR IT EARLIER AND SHE DID IT THIS TIME!
Stew-O: VINCENT STAGGERS UP, LOST ON HIS SURROUNDINGS. HE REACHES FOR HOLLY WITH ONE HAND OUT, THE OTHER HOLDING HIS EYE— SHE CATCHES HIS ARM AND POPS HIM UP IN THE AIR! VICCTOORRRIIAA!!! THE POP UP KNEE STRIKE DRILLS HIM INTO THE CANVAS!
Jake Mercer: Vincent Mondrian is unconscious! But she’s not going for the cover! Holly shakes her head! She steps out of the ring instead and digs deep under the ring… SHE HAS DUCT TAPE?! HOLLY WAVES THE DUCT TAPE IN THE AIR AND SLIDES INTO THE RING! VINCENT IS STILL BLINDED IN ONE EYE, HE HAS NO IDEA WHAT SHE’S TRYING TO DO!
Flannery McCoy: Holly enters the ring and she grabs Vincent by the hair, kneeling him up. Holly takes a bundle of light tubes and starts applying them to Vincent’s mouth— AND SHE STARTS TAPING AROUND HIS HEAD! SHE’S TAPING THE LIGHT TUBES STUCK TO HIS MOUTH AND HEAD! VINCENT’S EYES WIDEN, AND THEN SHE TAKES A SHARD AND JABS HIM IN THE TOP OF HIS SCALP!
Stew-O: Vincent is clawing at the tape and light tubes, trying to remove them, meanwhile Holly is climbing the middle rope! Vincent digs his hands into the mat, slowly rising up… HOLLY DIVES OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE! GALLAXXXYYY DDIVVVIIDDDEEEEE!!! SHE DRIVES HER KNEES INTO HIS FACE, AND THE LIGHT TUBES ATTACHED TO THE TAPE BREAK ACROSS HIS LIPS AND CHEEK— HOLY SHIT!
Jake Mercer: VINCENT FLIES BACK IN THE AIR! HE’S OUT OF IT! HOLLY CRAWLS OVER AND HOOKS THE LEGS EMPHATICALLY!
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(DING DING DING!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER OF THIS MATCH! HOLLLYYYYY! ARRRRROOOWWWWWW!!!
Stew-O: AND HOLLY REMAINS UNDEFEATED IN LIGHT TUBE DEATHMATCHES! WHAT A BOUT! VINCENT MONDRIAN CAME PREPARED FOR THE BIGGEST WIN OF HIS CAREER, BUT THIS IS HOLLY ARROW’S PLAYGROUND FOR A REASON!
Flannery McCoy: These two took it to depths we never expected all in the pursuit of victory! What a match! And hell, what an ending! The referee is frantically getting that tape off of Vincent Mondrian’s mouth as we speak!
Jake Mercer: There’s blood everywhere! There’s dedication not just to winning but this business! That match absolutely lives up to what House Of Glass is all about and I can only wonder what comes next for both of these Elitists!
(Holly slowly makes her way up, gasping out. Vincent lies there, a bloody mess. The referee takes her arm and raises it up. She nods and climbs the middle rope, embracing her victory while doctors and officials tend to Vincent Mondrian in the ring. Holly drops down and rolls out, limping up the stage in agony.)
(A commercial plays for Mochi Mama, featuring Milli Banks.)
(Coming back from commercials, the next matchcard is shown.)
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(‘Apostle’s Warning’ by Mobb Deep begins to blare through the speakers of the Cairo Stadium Indoor Complex. A standing ovation is heard for Michael Machina as he comes out, looking more than pumped up. He cracks his neck both sides, stretching his arms out as he jumps into place before – )
(‘Gloria’ by Laura Branigan begins to play through the speakers. The crowd gives a massive ovation for Bea Valentine who struts out from the back. Shortly after, her butler, Cornelius follows suit as he showboats her like a trophy. She swings her rope to the back as she finds her place next to Michael Machina. She has her hands out like she’s embracing the crowd. Michael must think that she’s extra as fuck, but he can’t help, but crack a smile.)
Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING MATCH IS A TAG TEAM ALPHA GLASS DEATH MATCH!!!!! THE RULES OF THE MATCH ARE: BOTH TEAMS WILL BE ALLOWED IN THE RING AT THE SAME TIME! THERE ARE NO DISQUALIFICATIONS, NO COUNT OUTS! THE ONLY WAY TO WIN THIS MATCH IS BY PIN FALL, SUBMISSION OR KNOCKING THEIR OPPONENT UNCONSCIOUS…INTRODUCING FIRST… BEING ACCOMPANIED TO THE RING BY ‘THE BUTLER’ CORNELIUS…THEY ARE THE TEAM OF ‘THE NEW LEGEND’ MICHAEL MACHINA AND ‘TRANSIENT’…BEA VALENTINE!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Now, this is one bipolar opponent team of Elitists. Michael Machina. Strong. Dominant. Ruthless. Bea Valentine. Theatrical. Animated. Independent. Last year, these two began their rises throughout Elite Answers Wrestling. Michael Machina became New Breed Champion. Bea Valentine winning the Specialists Champion, ending Milli Banks’ reign one day shy from tying the record set by Brody Sparks and Andrea Valentine. Both of them look to make lightning strike twice by defeating Fire & Ice.
Flannery McCoy: Now, this is one pairing I did not expect to blossom. This is one interesting couple. We have seen the craze called #Vachina on the Voltage brand. Each season, there’s always a new pairing that forms on the brand and this season, it might be the most interesting one – at least, in my eyes.
Jake Mercer: It’s the pairing that social media has been going crazy. The edits on TikTok have been garnering likes and engagement. These people LOVE #Vachina! A lot of people want to see Bea Valentine turn her luck around. Since losing the Specialists Championship, she has been down on her luck. But, she hopes that tonight turns her luck around. Maybe, needing Michael Machina by her side is the answer to making that all happen. The same man who had a dominant reign as New Breed Champion on the Dynasty brand last season. The same man who took down a killer Hall of Famer in Ms. Extreme. Now, he and Methuselah have a chance to become Unified Tag Team Champions. Winning this match could be because this tandem needs to turn their luck around and have all the momentum on their side.
(‘I2I’ by Magonlia Park begins to sound the speakers. The crowd maintains that energy as Fire & Ice – Rex McAllister and Raven Roberts come out from the back. The two Elitists hype up the crowd, more than ready for this Alpha Glass Deathmatch.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING THEIR OPPONENTS…THEY ARE THE TEAM OF ‘THE LIONHEART’ REX MCALLISTER AND ‘THE BIRD OF PREY’ RAVEN ROBERTS… FIRE & ICE!!!!!!
Stew-O: Now, here are two Elitists who didn’t have much of an issue with deciding on their team name. Raven ‘Fire’ Roberts. Rex ‘Ice’ McAllister. Raven with a firey denemour and chaotic attitude in the ring. Rex with a level headed and cool as ice demenour. It’s what has made these two effective as a tag team in the past. Former Unified Tag Team Champions. These two had the chance to get that second reign at Territorial Invasion, but fell short in defeating The Jaded Hearts. Now, just like Bea, these two have had a rough start to the season. They fell short against Minerva and Cy Henderson at Reckless Wiring. They fell short at winning the Unified Tag Team Championships at Territorial Invasion. But, they look to turn their luck around by defeating the sensation #Vachina tonight.
Flannery McCoy: Let’s not forget that Rex McAllister and Raven Roberts were an internet sensation beforehand. An unexpected friendship that had blossomed back in 2018 as they took part in the Tag Team Grand Prix. While they did not win the Prix, they did form a friendship in the process. It blossomed into a relationship with these two. Raven being proposed to in the aftermath of Pain for Pride 12. We were fortunate to see this relationship grow to what it is today.
Jake Mercer: One of the OG sensations. We gotta put respect to one of the first pairings that got us to believe in love in Elite Answers Wrestling once more. Now, can that love lead them to win tonight?
(Bea Valentine finds herself at one of the corners and begins to yank down two alpha glass light tubes from the wire that goes from one side of the wall of the light tube to the other. Then, she finds her way back down as she’s more than waiting for this match to get under way. She hands one of the light tubes to Michael Machina as the two of them are fired up — )
Stew-O: It seems like Bea Valentine is *not* going to wait for Fire & Ice to head towards the ring, Bea is going right after Fire & Ice right now! Bea is hoping over the wall of alpha glass light tubes, exiting the ring as Michael Machina seems more than surprised that Bea is going with this approach, but he shrugs his shoulder in a “fuck it” kind of way — he is right behind the former Specialists Champion as they bolt out of the ring and head towards Fire & Ice!
Flannery McCoy: THIS CROWD IS COMPLETELY UP ON THEIR FEET! MICHAEL MACHINA GOES RIGHT AFTER REX MCALLISTER! BEA VALENTINE GOES RIGHT AFTER RAVEN ROBERTS! BEA AND MICHAEL GO IN STEREO FOREARMS TO THE FACES OF THEIR RESPECTIVE OPPONENTS! BUT, FIRE & ICE ARE ABLE TO DUCK IT! THEY RESPOND WITH STEREO UPPERCUTS TO THE FACE AS THAT TAKES BEA AND MICHAEL BACK! WE SEE REX AND RAVEN LOOKING AT EACH OTHER, ALMOST LIKE THEY ARE IN SYNC WITH WHAT THEY MUST DO TO WALK OUT OF THIS MATCH VICTORIOUS!
Jake Mercer: It’s that couple telepathy, Flann! You just look at each other and you know it! :drakelike:
Stew-O: Or that Rex McAllister and Raven Roberts know each other so much, they almost just know what the other one is thinking before they proceed with the action, right?
Jake Mercer: Nah, that can’t be it!
Flannery McCoy: Well, we see that Raven Roberts is looking to get this match underway! Raven Roberts lifts up Bea Valentine and throws her over the alpha glass light tube fence! Bea is flipped onto a seated position on the wooden flooring that has taken the place of the mat for this match! I wouldn’t be shocked if Bea got a splinter there, but she is trying to find herself to her feet as the referee steps in the middle of Raven and Bea, looking to see if both women are prepared to begin this match!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Jake Mercer: Raven Roberts has her hands up, ready to do some grappling here! She is in a judo natural stance position as she waits to officially get things underway with Bea Valentine! She launches towards Bea —
(Bea Valentine is doing the “time out” gesture with her hands. She begins to back away and duck her head through the ropes, out of the ring. Bea looks like she is taking deep breaths, trying to get herself to calm down. Raven Roberts does not look to be clearly amused, knowing that it’s nothing more than the games of the former Specialists Champion.)
Stew-O: You can see the look on Raven Roberts’ face is that she is not amused by what Bea Valentine is doing at the moment! But, Bea is trying to fan herself, trying to stop herself from hyperventilating! She is demanding for the referee to not make Raven get closer to her! I can’t believe any of this, honestly!
Flannery McCoy: But, from behind — MICHAEL MACHINA MANAGES TO GET A STEEL CHAIR AND SLAM IT TO THE SPINE OF ‘THE BIRD OF PREY!’ This causes Raven Roberts to fall to her knees as Bea Valentine continues to fan herself, but it seems like she’s almost…aroused by what Michael just did! It was almost like he came to her aid like a knight in shining armor! She was nothing more than someone playing the role of a damsel in distress! But, don’t be fooled everyone, she’s someone who is more than capable of handling herself!
Jake Mercer: Bea Valentine manages to get Raven Roberts from underneath her chin! Bea swings the back of her hand to the side of Raven’s face as that causes her to stumble to the side! Then, we see Michael pick her up as he pulls her into a front headlock position! He lifts her up before dropping her with a knee cap brain buster as Michael’s knee collides with the top of Raven’s shoulder! Raven begins to clutch onto that shoulder as she finds herself in a seated position! Bea follows that up with a basement dropkick as the former World Champion falls back! Bea goes for the first pin fall attempt of this match!
OOOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
Stew-O: Raven Roberts with a kick out! Raven still has a ton of gas on the tank! Michael Machina and Bea Valentine should be aware that it’s going to take a TON to put down someone as well-accomplished and strong as Raven! Bea grabs that steel chair that Michael had introduced into the match! She begins to set it up at the corner! In between the top and middle rope, she sandwiches that chair right in there! It seems to be a bit snug, but Bea looks at it like she’s Picasso looking at his latest masterpiece before going back! Then, we see that Michael is looking to pick up Raven! I think that he’s going to throw her skull first into the thing! This could really look bad for her —
Flannery McCoy: NOT IF REX MCALLISTER HAS ANYTHING TO SAY ABOUT IT, HE SLIDES BACK INTO THE RING AND CLUBS MICHAEL MACHINA IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD AS THAT CAUSES FOR THE FORMER NEW BREED CHAMPION TO FALL TO HIS KNEE! BEA VALENTINE TRIES TO COME TO THE AID OF MICHAEL, BUT REX IS MORE THAN READY FOR HER AS HE CONNECTS WITH A KNEE TO HER GUT! THEN, HE BEGINS TO CLUB THE FORMER SPECIALISTS CHAMPION ON HER SPINE BEFORE UNDER HOOKING HER ARMS AND THEN, TAKING HER BACK WITH A BUTTERFLY SUPLEX BEFORE KIPPING UP TO HIS FEET! MICHAEL LOOKS TO CATCH REX BY SURPRISE, BUT THE HALL OF FAMER IS MORE THAN READY FOR IT — REX MANAGES TO TAKE MICHAEL BACK WITH AN UPPERCUT BEFORE PULLING HIM BY HIS ARM AND WHIPPING HIM TO THE HORIZONTAL SET OF ROPES, NEARLY AVOIDING THE ALPHA GLASS LIGHT TUBE WALL BEHIND HIM!
Jake Mercer: MICHAEL MACHINA MANAGES TO REBOUND HIMSELF OFF THE ROPES! ‘BULLET FROM HELL’ — HIS VARIATION OF THE SPEAR HITS REX MCALLISTER! NO! REX MANAGES TO LEAPFROG OVER IT AS RAVEN ROBERTS MANAGES TO FLAPJACK HIM FACE-FIRST INTO THAT STEEL CHAIR THAT BEA VALENTINE HAD SET UP A LITTLE BIT AGO! YIKES! THE IMPACT OF THAT FLAP JACK WAS ENOUGH TO TAKE HIM DOWN! BUT, RAVEN THROWS MICHAEL BACK AS REX GOES FOR THE COVER!
OOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE—
Stew-O: Michael Machina throws Rex McAllister off of him! The strength of the former New Breed Champion is something remarkable here! This might be something that causes Fire & Ice some trouble in the long run! Rex gets on top of Michael and proceeds to use one of his favorite weapons, his fists! It’s simple! It gets the job done! But, don’t get me wrong, the moment that Rex *does* get his hand on a weapon, it gets brutal! He picks him up as he throws Michael into Raven Roberts! Raven manages to connect with a double knee face breaker as that causes him to go back!
Flannery McCoy: With that opening, Bea Valentine goes right after the former Universal Women’s Champion! Bea connects with a dropkick to the spine of Raven Roberts! That takes her down! Bea gets on top of Raven before connecting with slaps to both sides of Raven’s face! Then, she pulls Raven up by her dark hair before getting behind the former World Champion! Bea lifts her up for a deadlift German suplex! Look at that beautiful bridge by Bea as she holds Raven there for the cover!
OOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTTWWW—
Jake Mercer: Raven Roberts manages to bridge herself out of position! She turns herself around as she delivers a giant kick to the gut of Bea Valentine! She grabs Bea by her arm and delivers a hip toss as that sends Bea forward! Raven looks to follow that with a knee strike of her own as she takes Bea down! Raven gets on top of Bea as she connects with a series of left and right punches to the face! Raven is doing a great job with wearing down the former Specialists Champion!
Stew-O: Meanwhile, you look at Rex McAllister who manages to pick up Michael Machina and connect with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex as he throws Michael across the ring! Michael is down for the time being as Michael is placed right next to Bea Valentine! Fire & Ice look at each other for a moment and they form a smirk on their face! If I was #Vachina, I would not like what those two got in store for them! Rex gets Michael! Raven gets Bea! Both of them get thrown to corners diagonally from them! Now, what in the world could these two look to do?
Flannery McCoy: Rex McAllister has his sights on Bea Valentine! Raven Roberts has her sights on Michael Machina! Fire & Ice look at each other before — IN STEREO BIG BOOTS TO THE FACE OF #VACHINA! BEA VALENTINE COLLAPSES DOWN TO A SEATED POSITION! MICHAEL FALLS TO THE SECOND ROPE AS HE’S TRYING TO FORCE HIMSELF TO HIS FEET! BUT, RAVEN IS ONE STEP AHEAD AS SHE CONNECTS WITH A ‘FACELIFT’ — THE SPINNING HEEL KICK TO THE FACE OF ‘THE NEW LEGEND!’ This causes Michael to collapse to a seated position! Raven begins to stomp on the face and body of Michael! Meanwhile, you look at Rex McAllister who seems to be looking to get Bea in a tree-of-woe position at the corner!
Jake Mercer: Rex McAllister begins to cave Bea Valentine’s skull into that bottom row of the turnbuckle! He’s not even being calm about it! He’s literally caving her skull into that turnbuckle! This is all legal, ladies and gentlemen! The referee can’t do anything about it! But, Rex stops for a moment! He gets one of the alpha glass light tubes that is attached to the wires above him and pulls it down! Then, he places it underneath the chin of Bea! Bea is unable to get herself out of this situation! REX MANAGES TO TAKE A COUPLE OF STEPS BACK! HE IS STARING RIGHT AT BEA AT THE CORNER! REX WAITED FOR THE PERFECT MOMENT BEFORE RUNNING AND CONNECTING WITH A BASEMENT DROPKICK UNDERNEATH THE CHIN OF BEA! AT THE SAME TIME, REX MANAGES TO CRASH THAT LIGHT TUBE TO THE THROAT OF THE ‘TRANSIENT’ :damn:
(Bea Valentine lets out a hurling scream as the camera pans to Bea who is clutching to the front of her throat. From there, you can see the blood dripping to the canvas. You can see the blood seeping in between her fingers. She lets go of her throat, revealing the blood on the front of her throat. She begins to cough up a storm as she falls from the tree-of-woe position.)
Stew-O: Rex McAllister nailed her hard with that dropkick. At the same time, it didn’t help that there was a fluorescent light tube in front of her throat! That probably nailed her right in that apple of her throat! But, it seems like Rex isn’t done here! He seems to be getting his hand on more light tubes from the wire above them! He places them in a horizontal row! Then, he gets Bea Valentine! He positions her stomach first in front of those light tubes! He gets her from the arms, extending them back in a surfboard position before placing his boot to the back of her skull!
Flannery McCoy: REX MCALLISTER SENDS BEA VALENTINE FORWARD INTO THOSE LIGHT TUBES! BEA’S FACE COLLIDES WITH THOSE LIGHT TUBES! THE LIGHT TUBES COMPLETELY SHATTER, CREATING A BIT OF SMOKE AS BEA RESUMES TO COUGHING UP A STORM! REX ROLLS BEA OVER AS HE LOOKS FOR A PIN FALL ATTEMPT! IS THIS GOING TO BE ENOUGH TO SECURE FIRE & ICE THE WIN HERE?
OOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: Bea Valentine kicks out! Bea is not going to go down without a fight! Raven Roberts seems to have Michael Machina down on his stomach! She has the former New Breed Champion by the arm as she looks to apply with that ‘Wing Breaker!’ But, Michael begins to scramble around! The last thing that Michael wants to happen is to get himself grounded by the technical Raven! You give her that opening and things are not going to work out for you in the end! Raven finds himself in some trouble as Michael begins to find himself in a crawling position! But, Raven refuses to let go of the arm! She doesn’t want to lose grasp of the former New Breed Champion!
Stew-O: But, Rex McAllister sees that his wife is in trouble and looks to help her out! He rushes forward, looking to nail a kick to the gut of Michael Machina! BUT, SOMEHOW, MICHAEL MANAGES TO CATCH THE LEG OF REX BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A DRAGON SCREW LEG WHIP AS THAT TAKES THE HALL OF FAMER TO THE SIDE! THEN, WE SEE MICHAEL CONNECTING ELBOWING RAVEN ROBERTS IN THE FACE AS THAT CAUSES HER TO STAGGER BACK! MICHAEL CONNECTS WITH A FOREARM TO REX AS THAT TAKES HIM DOWN! THEN, HE CONNECTS WITH AN UPPERCUT AS THAT TAKES RAVEN BACK! REX GOES RIGHT AFTER HIM AS MICHAEL CONNECTS WITH A SCOOP SLAM AS THAT TAKES REX DOWN! RAVEN TRIES TO CATCH MICHAEL BY SURPRISE, BUT MICHAEL CONNECTS WITH A DEATH VALLEY DRIVER AS SHE FINDS HERSELF STACKED ON TOP OF REX! MICHAEL IS CLEARING THE HOUSE HERE!
Flannery McCoy: Michael Machina is hyping himself up as he goes to Bea Valentine, who is sitting at the corner! She is taking a moment or two to recover! Cornelius is fanning her from the outside as Michael goes and picks her up as he points to the top turnbuckle! Michael is advising her to head for the top rope! Now, Bea seems to be shaking her head! She clearly understands what Michael is asking for her to do! With that, Bea begins to climb onto the turnbuckle!
Jake Mercer: IT’S TIME TO TAKE FLIGHT! BEA VALENTINE BEGINS TO POSITION HERSELF ON THE TOP ROPE! SHE LOOKS AT MICHAEL MACHINA WHO IS HYPING HER UP! BEA WITH A SALUTE BEFORE LOOKING DOWN AT FIRE & ICE! SHE FLIES OFF THE TOP ROPE — ‘FLIGHT OF THE BUMBLEBEA!’ HER VARIATION OF THE FROG SPLASH LANDS RIGHT ON TOP OF REX AND RAVEN AND SHE GOES FOR THE COVER! SHE’S LOOKING TO PIN THESE TWO AT THE SAME TIME!
Stew-O: But, the referee is not allowing that! The referee is telling Bea Valentine that she must pin ONE of them, not both! I think that Bea just told the referee that she wanted to see the rule book! But, I don’t think that we have time for that! :mjlol:
Flannery McCoy: Bea Valentine chooses Raven Roberts and hooks her by the leg!
OOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
Jake Mercer: Raven Roberts with a kick out! Bea Valentine looks at Rex McAllister and rolls him to his shoulders as she looks for a pin fall attempt on him!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
Stew-O: Rex McAllister with a kick out! Fire & Ice are refusing to go down like that! I think that Bea Valentine hoped that at least one of them was going to help secure the victory for her and Michael Machina!
(Bea Valentine sighs as she finds herself up to her feet. She approaches Michael Machina. The two of them begin to strategize on how to approach the rest of this match as Bea points at Raven. Then, she points at Michael and Rex McAllister before pointing over the light tube wall. The audio cannot be heard much, but the only thing that matters is that Michael understands Bea and what she is cooking up.)
Flannery McCoy: With that, it seems like Michael Machina is getting his hands on Rex McAllister and throws him over the top rope and light tube wall as he falls to the ground at ringside! He then hops over the rope and looks to join the Hall of Famer! I think, it’s clear what #Vachina’s strategy is going into the rest of this match! Keep Fire & Ice separated here! Michael has his eyes on Rex! Bea is focused on Raven Roberts!
Jake Mercer: We are going to do our best to provide as much focus on both altercations happen. Let’s shift our attention towards Michael Machina and Rex McAllister here! We just got a camera pointed to them as Michael lifts Rex up and connects with a spine buster! He begins to lift up the skirt of the apron as he’s looking for something! Now, I’m not too sure what he is looking for! We have the alpha glass light tubes, which are the sole focus of this deathmatch, but what can Michael bring to the table that could be of any use?
Stew-O: OH MY GOD — HE JUST PULLED OUT A BED OF NAILS! :damn:
Flannery McCoy: Now, that just ups the intensity of this entire match! It’s a giant wooden pane with nails glued to them! It seems like Michael Machina had that thing hidden quite well! It seemed like this strategy was discussed in advance! Bea Valentine was the one to decide when the plan was put into motion! BUT, REX MCALLISTER SHOWS SOME FIGHT AS HE GOES RIGHT AFTER MICHAEL WITH LEFT AND RIGHT STRIKES TO THE FACE AND SPINE! HE KNOWS THAT IF MICHAEL USES THAT BED OF NAILS ON HIM, IT IS NOT GOING TO END GOOD WITH HIM!
Jake Mercer: Can you blame the guy? Michael Machina manages to connect with a headbutt to the former World Champion! Then, he turns his attention back to the bed of nails! He begins to set it up vertical and against the edge of the apron! He looks at Rex who is trying to get himself up to his feet! MICHAEL CHARGES RIGHT TOWARDS HIM WITH THE ‘MONEY SHOT’ —THE DISCUS CLOTHESLINE TAKES DOWN REX! SUCH A SIMPLE MOVE, BUT WHEN IT’S DONE BY A 240 POUND MAN, IT CAN BE BRUTAL! IT WAS ENOUGH TO TAKE REX DOWN! BUT, MICHAEL HAS HIS SIGHTS SET ON THAT BED OF NAILS ONCE MORE!
Stew-O: Michael Machina grabs Rex McAllister by one of his arms, taking ‘The Lionheart’ back to his feet! It seems like Michael is going to whip Rex into that bed of nails! OH GOD — BUT, REX MANAGES TO STOP JUST INCHES AWAY FROM THAT BED OF NAILS! HE MANAGED TO SAVE HIMSELF FROM THAT COLLISION, BUT MICHAEL, LIKE A FREIGHT TRAIN, CHARGES RIGHT AFTER REX AS HE LOOKS TO BATTERY RAM HIM TO THOSE BED OF NAILS! BUT, REX MANAGES TO GET HIMSELF OUT OF THE WAY AS THE TOP OF MICHAEL’S HEAD COLLIDES WITH THOSE BEDS OF NAILS! HOLY SHIT —
(The bed of nails, which was sitting up against the edge of the apron, goes down. Michael Machina goes down with it. A referee rushes forward to tend to Michael. He goes to lift up the bed of nails. But, there seems to be a clear struggle. It seemed like the bed of nails was stabbed to the top of Michael’s head. The blood begins to pour from it. Instead of staying down, it seems like Michael is trying to find his way up to his feet.)
Flannery McCoy: How in the world is Michael Machina able to get up from that?!?!? :damn:
Jake Mercer: That man should have not been able to get up from that. He is a freak of nature, for sure!
(It seems like the referee is not allowing for anything to happen to Michael Machina. He is busy checking on the former New Breed Champion. Meanwhile, Rex McAllister has seen that entire exchange with a shock in his face. He tries to use the moment to catch his breath and think about what to do next.)
Stew-O: Michael Machina is under evaluation as Bea Valentine can’t seem to believe what she had witnessed! But, she falls to her knees as she covers her mouth! She is trying to not show any signs of emotion as tries to compose herself and find a way back to her feet! Raven Roberts is standing behind Bea, who has no idea what she should be expecting! Bea turns herself around as Raven lifts her up and takes her down with a ‘Huntress Bomb’ — the sit out spine buster that takes Bea to her back! Raven goes for the cover! Is she going to use whatever happened to Michael at ringside to her advantage!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: Ms. Bea Valentine with a kick out! Raven Roberts gets to her feet as she looks to find a way to conclude this match! She manages to get her hands on the last of the light tubes that are hung up on the wire! She takes them to the side before getting her hands on just one of those! She twists them around with her fingers, almost like it’s a baton before waiting for Bea to show signs of getting to her feet! Bea begins to get herself into a crawling position! RAVEN SMASHES ONE OF THE LIGHT TUBES INTO THE SPINE OF BEA! THIS CAUSES BEA TO FALL BACK DOWN TO THAT CRAWLING POSITION! THEN, BEA SMASHES THE OTHER LIGHT TUBE TO THE SPINE OF BEA ONCE MORE! THIS CAUSES THE FORMER SPECIALISTS CHAMPION TO CRASH DOWN ON HER STOMACH!
(Raven Roberts peeks through the ropes and out the alpha glass light tube wall. She looks at Rex McAllister, who already knows what she is going to ask for, but he pulls the skirt up and looks underneath the ring. It doesn’t take long for Rex to pull out the Louisville slugger that Raven likes to use as her go-to weapon from time to time.)
Jake Mercer: Oh boy, it seems like Raven Roberts is going to use Michael Machina being out of the equation to end this match for Fire & Ice! Bea Valentine is completely oblivious to what is coming to her! Raven is positioning herself like a baseball player as she’s ready to swing for Bea’s head! Bea is beginning to rise up to her feet as —
Stew-O: IT’S CORNELIUS! BEA VALENTINE’S BUTTER WHO IS LOOKING TO STRETCH HIMSELF AS HE FINDS HIMSELF ON THE EDGE OF THE APRON! HE TRIES TO GET HIS HANDS ON THE SLUGGER FROM RAVEN ROBERTS! RAVEN TURNS HERSELF AROUND AS SHE FACES CORNELIUS! THE TWO OF THEM ARE PLAYING TUG-OF-WAR WITH THE SLUGGER! CORNELIUS IS TAKING A HUGE RISK FOR HIS BELOVED MADAM BEA! HE HAD JUST WITNESSED THAT MICHAEL’S SKULL WENT THROUGH THOSE BEDS OF NAILS! NOW, HE IS LOOKING TO MAKE SURE THAT THE SAME THING DOES NOT HAPPEN TO BEA!
Flannery McCoy: BUT, REX MCALLISTER MANAGES TO YANK CORNELIUS BY HIS LEG AND OFF THE APRON! CORNELIUS REALIZES THAT HE IS IN A SITUATION THAT HE DOES NOT WANT TO FIND HIMSELF IN! HE HAS HIS HANDS UP LIKE HE WAS JUST CAUGHT TRYING TO COMMIT A CRIME! HE LOOKS TO BACK AWAY AND AVOID ANY POTENTIAL CONSEQUENCES!
Jake Mercer: Don’t get things twisted, Flann! Cornelius is a black belt in taekwondo! There is no task that he is unable to do! If anything, I’m worried about how Rex McAllister will be able to handle himself there! Cornelius gets on the ‘crane’ stance as he looks directly into the soul of the Hall of Famer — BUT REX MANAGES TO CATCH HIS FOOT AS CORNELIUS REALIZES THAT HE MAY HAVE MADE A MISTAKE THERE! REX CONNECTS WITH A DRAGON SCREW LEG WHIP AS THAT TAKES CORNELIUS TO THE SIDE!
Stew-O: BUT, AS WE FOCUS OUR ATTENTION BACK INSIDE THE RING, BEA VALENTINE MANAGES TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THE DISTRACTION PROVIDED TO HER BY CORNELIUS AS SHE MANAGES TO TAKE DOWN ‘THE BIRD OF PREY’ WITH — ‘BEA TRIGGER!’ BEA’S VERSION OF THE RUNNING BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE MANAGES TO KNOCK RAVEN ROBERTS BACK! BEA GOES FOR THE COVER QUICKLY AS SHE LOOKS TO ESCAPE WITH THE VICTORY HERE! IS THIS GOING TO BE IT HERE?!
OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHHRRRR—
Flannery McCoy: MOONSAULT FROM THE TOP ROPE BY REX MCALLISTER AS HE MANAGES TO USE SOME LIGHT TUBES TO HIS ADVANTAGE AS HE LANDS RIGHT ON TOP OF BEA VALENTINE! Rex manages to get his hands on that one slugger that he introduced to the match for Raven as he waits for Bea Valentine to rise back to her feet! Rex slams the slugger to the gut of ‘Transient’ as she clutches her stomach into pain! Then, we see Raven spring boarding herself to and from the ropes, connecting with a springboard roundhouse kick! Bea is going down as it seems like Fire & Ice are just moments away from securing the victory here?!?!?
(Raven Roberts and Rex McAllister are talking to each other about a last minute strategy to end this match. Raven is pointing to that bed of nails that Michael Machina’s skull had just went through. The same once that is still causing him to pour blood out of his skull. Rex and Raven look at each other – almost in sync as Rex looks to exit the ring once more! He goes over the top rope and over the wall of light tubes.)
Jake Mercer: WHAT IN THE HELL!?!??!
Stew-O: Michael Machina manages to find himself getting underneath Rex McAllister! He has the former World Champion up on his shoulders like he’s some little kid! REX HAS NOTHING TO GRASP ONTO! MICHAEL LOOKS LIKE HE JUST WALKED OUT OF SOME HORROR MOVIE! HE MANAGES TO TAKE REX BACK WITH AN ELECTRIC CHAIR DROP! REX CRASHES TO THE FLOOR AT RINGSIDE! BUT, IT SEEMS LIKE HE IS NOT DONE! HE MANAGES TO PICK UP REX AND CONNECT WITH THE GORILLA PRESS SLAM ON THE BOTTOM OF THE RAMP! HE CALLS THAT ‘HEAT’S DESCENT’ AS REX’S SPINE IS CONTORTING IN SUCH A STRANGE WAY IN RESPONSE TO THAT MOVE!
Flannery McCoy: MICHAEL MACHINA GETS REX MCALLISTER UP BEFORE HOSTING ‘THE LIONHEART’ UP TO HIS FEET IN A BEAR HUG KIND OF WAY! HE BEGINS TO BATTERY RAM REX TO THOSE LIGHT TUBE WALLS AS —
(A bunch of fluorescent smoke begins to appear within the airs thanks to Michael Machina battery ramming Rex McAllister to that wall of alpha glass light tubes. This causes both Elitists to collapse down. In Michael’s sake, it seems like this match has done a good job of wearing him down, but he’s not giving up. Neither is Rex. However, it seems like Michael is finding his way up to his feet.)
Jake Mercer: RAVEN ROBERTS COMES TO THE AID OF HER HUSBAND! AS SHE LOOKS TO NAIL MICHAEL MACHINA WITH A BASEBALL SLIDE DROPKICK UNDERNEATH THE BOTTOM ROPE! BUT, MICHAEL MANAGES TO GRAB HER BY ONE OF THE LEGS AND YANKS HER OUT OF THE RING COMPLETELY! SHE TRIES TO CREATE SOME DISTANCE, BUT MICHAEL BEATS HER TO THE PUNCH BY CONNECTING WITH A SHOULDER TACKLE AS THAT TAKES RAVEN DOWN! BUT, RAVEN FINDS A WAY BACK UP TO HER FEET! RAVEN GOES RIGHT AFTER THE FORMER NEW BREED CHAMPION WITH A GIANT BOOT TO HIS FACE, BUT MICHAEL PICKS HER UP AND CONNECTS WITH A URANAGE TO THE EDGE OF THE APRON AS RAVEN DROPS DOWN! MICHAEL JUST LIFTED UP RAVEN LIKE SHE WEIGHED COMPLETELY NOTHING!
Stew-O: Still, it seems like Michael Machina is not done! He proceeds to lift her up in a bear hug position as he sees that Bea Valentine is beginning to rise back to her feet! Are we going to see a little team work done by #Vachina?
Flannery McCoy: Bea Valentine looks like she’s going high risk once more as she gets herself on top of the corner across from where Michael Machina is holding up Raven Roberts! Bea looks around the crowd before looking at Michael, who tells her that he has a good hold on Raven! BEA FLIES FROM THE TOP TURNBUCKLE TO THE OUTSIDE AS SHE CONNECTS WITH A BLOCKBUSTER TO THE OUTSIDE! RAVEN GOES CRASHING DOWN AS SHE HOLDS THE BACK OF HER NECK! BEA SEEMS TO BE FEELING VERY GOOD ABOUT IT! SHE IS ‘HULKING’ HERSELF UP AS MICHAEL IS HYPING HER UP! BEA TURNS HER ATTENTION BACK TO RAVEN ROBERTS AS BEA BEGINS TO GO BACK! HER EYES PIERCED THROUGH THE SOUL OF THE FORMER WORLD CHAMPION!
Jake Mercer: BEA VALENTINE PULLS HER RIGHT KNEE PAD DOWN, REVEALING HER BARE KNEE! I THINK THAT SHE WANTS TO MAKE SURE THAT RAVEN ROBERTS FEELS THIS KNEE STRIKE THAT IS COMING AHEAD OF HER! IS THIS GOING TO BE WHAT IT TAKES TO TURN THE MISFORTUNES OF BEA VALENTINE AND MICHAEL MACHINA AROUND?!?! RAVEN IS LOOKING TO FIND HERSELF BACK TO HER FEET, BUT SHE HAS NO IDEA WHAT’S IN STORE FOR HER WHEN SHE TURNS AROUND —
Stew-O: RAVEN ROBERTS JUST SMASHED A LIGHT TUBE TO THE KNEE OF BEA VALENTINE!!!! :damn: :damn: :damn:
Flannery McCoy: She must have found a light tube near her when Michael Machina used Rex McAllister to break down that wall of light tubes! Bea is holding onto her knee in pain as you can see the shards of the light tube stabbed into her knee! Michael Machina comes to the aid of Bea by going after Raven, BUT RAVEN MANAGES TO CONNECT WITH ANOTHER LIGHT TUBE TO THE GUT OF ‘THE NEW LEGEND,’ BUT THAT DOESN’T SEEM TO PHASE MICHAEL MUCH! I MEAN, HE WAS JUST STABBED INTO A BED OF NAILS EARLIER! I FEEL LIKE THERE IS NOTHING THAT CAN KEEP THAT MAN DOWN!
Jake Mercer: Michael Machina looks PISSED, ladies and gentlemen and that’s not good for Raven Roberts! But, Michael looks to grab Raven by the wrist and yanks her forward with a short-armed clothesline! He takes Raven down, but he picks her up like Raven’s a rag doll! He connects with another short-armed clothesline as he takes ‘The Bird of Prey’ down! Michael grabs Raven with a fist full of hair and I’m not sure what he is looking to do but — HE IS FINDING ANOTHER WALL OF LIGHT TUBES! IS HE GOING TO LOOK TO GIVE THE SAME TREATMENT THAT HE JUST GAVE TO REX EARLIER???
Stew-O: Michael Machina gets Raven Roberts in a bear hug position! But, it seems like Bea Valentine has found herself up to her feet as well! She finds herself on top of the barricade as she is staring at Raven from across! I think that Bea wants to be the one that takes Raven down! She tries to shake some feeling back to that right knee that Raven smashed a light tube in. YOU CAN SEE THE BLOOD TRICKLING FROM THAT, BUT SHE IS TRYING TO IGNORE IT FOR A MOMENT BEFORE — ‘BEA STING!’ HER VARIATION OF THE JUMPING MUSHROOM STOMP AS BEA CAVES THE FACE OF RAVEN ROBERTS IN AS SHE FALLS BACK TO THAT WALL OF LIGHT TUBES!
Flannery McCoy: Raven Roberts collapses at ringside! Michael Machina rolls her back inside the ring! Bea Valentine steps inside the ring and it seems like Michael is going towards another one of those light tube walls that almost seem to be ruined at this point! I think that he is looking to rip the light tube walls from the bases that they were lined up on! One by one, Michael seems to be ripping them up and throwing them to Bea inside the ring! Bea is catching each one! Still, it seems like Michael wants to use something else! He is looking around the ring before —
Jake Mercer: He is looking back at that bed of nails that his skull was stabbed into earlier in the match! Still, I think that Michael Machina has not fully recovered from that. As you can see, the medical team managed to staple a bit of his head shut, but he seems to be moving a bit slower as this match progresses! He has his hands on that bed of nails before sliding it underneath the bottom rope! Bea is pulling on the other end of that bed of nails before setting it up in the middle of the ring!
Stew-O: But, from behind — REX MCALLISTER PULLS MICHAEL MACHINA BY THE LEG BEFORE HE COULD JOIN BEA VALENTINE INSIDE THE RING! REX BEGINS TO THROW A SERIES OF LEFT AND RIGHT PUNCHES TO THE TOP OF MICHAEL’S SKULL! I THINK THAT HE IS LOOKING TO REOPEN SOME OF THOSE STAPLES THAT WERE SHUT CLOSED A BIT EARLIER IN THIS MATCH! BUT, MICHAEL SHOVES REX AWAY FROM HIM! HE LOOKS TO CONNECT WITH THAT ‘MONEY SHOT,’ BUT REX DUCKS IT! HE PICKS UP MICHAEL AND CONNECTS WITH AN OLYMPIC SLAM AS HE TAKES THE FORMER NEW BREED CHAMPION BACK! MICHAEL LANDS ON THE APRON, BUT STILL LOOKS TO FIND A WAY BACK TO HIS FEET! REX CHARGES RIGHT AFTER HIM AND NAILS HIM WITH A YAKUZA KICK AS THAT TAKES HIM DOWN!
Flannery McCoy: REX MCALLISTER HAS SOMETHING IN HIS HANDS — ARE THOSE BAMBOO SKEWERS??!?!
Jake Mercer: I think that Rex McAllister has intentions of getting his hand on those! But, Michael Machina is slowly getting to his feet! Rex gets Michael by the nape of his neck, but Michael looks to kick Rex away, but Rex manages to connect with a headbutt as that takes Michael down! But, something that I have to check out is how Bea Valentine is handling the situation! Bea seems to be panicking as she is placing Raven Roberts underneath that bed of nails! The nails are facing the former Universal Women’s Champion! As Bea is looking to find herself on the top turnbuckle!
Stew-O: It seems like Bea Valentine is completely divided on what she should be doing! Should she capitalize on Raven Roberts or go help Michael Machina from what Rex McAllister is looking to do?
Flannery McCoy: REX MCALLISTER APPLIES BODY SCISSORS ON THE WAIST OF MICHAEL MACHINA! HE HAS HIS HANDS ON ONE OF THE SKEWERS AS HE BEGINS TO STOP THE TOP OF MICHAEL’S SKULL WITH IT! OH MY GOD, REX IS LOOKING TO RIP THOSE STITCHES OFF THE SKULL OF THE FORMER NEW BREED CHAMPION! STILL, WE SEE THAT MICHAEL IS LOOKING TO USE HIS STRENGTH TO PRY REX’S LEGS OFF HIS WAIST! THERE IS STILL STRENGTH IN MICHAEL! HE THROWS AN ELBOW, BUT IT’S NOT TO THE FULL FORCE THAT YOU WOULD EXPECT FROM HIM! REX JUST JABBED A SKEWER ON THE TOP OF MICHAEL’S HEAD! REX IS DRAWING BLOOD FROM THE TOP OF MICHAEL’S HEAD! HE JUST LEAVES A SKEWER THERE AS HE HAS HIS HANDS ON A HANDFUL OF SKEWERS —
Jake Mercer: REX MCALLISTER STABS THE SKEWERS ON THE TOP OF MICHAEL MACHINA’S SKULL! :damn: :damn: :damn:
Stew-O: REX MCALLISTER IS LOOKING TO FULLY APPLY THAT GRAPEVINE AS MICHAEL MACHINA LOOKS TO BE FADING INTO CONSCIOUSNESS! IF THIS WAS HAPPENING INSIDE THE RING, THE MATCH WOULD BE OVER! BEA VALENTINE IS ALMOST IN TEARS OF WATCHING MICHAEL ON THE RECEIVING END OF ALL OF THAT ABUSE! SHE LOOKS TO GET HERSELF DOWN FROM THE TOP ROPE! I DON’T THINK THAT SHE CAN BEAR WITH WATCHING MICHAEL GO THROUGH THAT! SHE’S COMPLETELY HEARTBROKEN FOR MICHAEL MACHINA!
Flannery McCoy: ‘TALON’ BY RAVEN ROBERTS!!!!!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: Raven Roberts catches Bea Valentine by the element of surprise by that claymore kick as that takes her crashing back to the corner! But, Raven is not done here! She sees that Bea is down as she places the bed of nails on top of Bea! The sharp nails are facing Bea as Raven looks to find herself on the top rope! She wants to make sure that this match is over! She looks over to Rex McAllister, who has been choking the hell out of Michael Machina and Raven knows that he has things under control! She positions herself on that top turnbuckle before flying off —
Stew-O: ‘RAVEN’S WINGS’ — THE SPIRAL TAP ON BEA VALENTINE AS THE BED OF NAILS CRASHES ON TOP OF BEA’S BODY! RAVEN YANKS THE BED OF NAILS OFF OF BEA, WHO HAS BEGUN TO BLEED PROFUSELY! RAVEN HOOKS THE LEGS, READY TO PUT AN END TO THIS MATCH!
OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
TTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHHHRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘I2I’ plays once more as Raven Roberts rolls off Bea Valentine. Raven lays on the wood matting for a moment or two, trying to catch her breath after the well fought war that Fire & Ice went through.)
Stephie Love: THE WINNERS OF THIS MATCH…THE TEAM OF RAVEN ROBERTS AND REX MCALLISTER…FIRE & ICE!!!!!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: I am completely speechless with what we just saw. That’s basically the mindset tonight. These two teams put their entire bodies on the line for the sake of victory. Both teams were completely ruthless to one another. That’s not the impression that anyone would have guessed during their double date last week, but these four Elitists delivered tonight! That made me quite nauseous in a way.
(The referees are checking on Michael Machina, who is dripping blood from the top of his head down to his face. More referees are checking on Bea Valentine, who looks to remove the bed of nails from her gingerly. There, it’s revealed that she has begun to have blood pour down from her face. Both of them are in immense amounts of pain, clearly disappointed by the result.)
Stew-O: Bea Valentine, Michael Machina…#Vachina — whatever you want to call them, but they had a huge task on hand when it came to two former World Champions. One of them being a Hall of Famer. Another one being one of the most decorated women in this company. It was gonna be a tough battle regardless, but Bea and Michael held their own when it came to these two. Michael is the longest reigning New Breed Champions in EAW History. He has a shot at the Unified Tag Team Championships next weekend, so hopefully, that doesn’t throw him off his game.
Jake Mercer: As for Bea Valentine, I knew how much she wanted to turn her luck around on the same event that she won the Specialists Championship, so I can’t imagine how she’ll feel once she processes everything. But, this is one woman that you need to keep a look out for as we head to the second half of Season 18.
(Rex McAllister is seen putting his arm around Raven Roberts. Raven drapes her arm around Rex’s shoulders. The two of them standing tall after a war. The two begin to make their way up the ramp, taking a good look of the chaos and mess that ensued in the ring and at ringside. Rex kissing the top of Raven’s head.)
Flannery McCoy: Fire & Ice manage to get some luck on their side after a tough first few months on the Dynasty brand! Hopefully, they can continue to ride this wave of momentum! Congratulations to Fire & Ice!
(Raven and Rex celebrate before House of Glass fades.)
(A commercial plays for Life is Strange: Double Exposure.)
(The graphic for the following match of the night can be seen on the tron.)
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(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following contest… is a FANS BRING THE GLASS WEAPONS MATCH… scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Faneto’ by Chief Keef can be heard blaring throughout the speakers as the audience reacts in waves for the arrival of SOSA Henderson. SOSA emerges from the back with focus plastered on his face, looking ahead to the ring as he takes a brief glance at the audience. SOSA nods to himself as he walks down the ramp, prepared for the match.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 191 pounds… SOSAAAAAAAAA HENDERSON!!!
Stew-O: SOSA Henderson is an accomplished man who needs no introduction. Former EAW World Champion, a future EAW Hall of Famer in his own right who will certainly be the most prominent fixture to come as he still has his own 24/7 Contract intact. Tonight, he gets to show the world if he can maintain the momentum from Territorial Invasion in this upcoming outing with his opponent.
Flannery McCoy: There’s absolutely no doubts that we will be seeing SOSA assume the position of a champion again, and nights such as this are the best way of showing how prepared you can truly be for any given battle. Against the threat tonight, that will be another task for SOSA to fulfill in living colors.
(‘Saint Pablo’ by Kanye West can be heard blaring throughout the speakers as the crowd roars with the arrival of Cy Henderson. Cy takes a glance upon the audience tonight, not all too receptive to their reactions as he keeps his expression tame while looking ahead to the ring, ready for the battle to come as he’s also well prepared for the fight while walking down the ramp.)
Stephie Love: Introducing the challenger! From New York City, New York, weighing in at 240 pounds… CYYYYYYY HENDERSON!!!
Stew-O: Cy Henderson is an elitist who returned to this company seeking out the love for wrestling, which has certainly been twisted as the last year and a half has gone by. Cy is intent on becoming World Champion again, and it’s a hill to climb yet attainable for a man of his caliber. Tonight, Cy can prove himself more than worthy of asserting that position as he takes on a formidable opponent.
Jake Mercer: Cy has showcased himself as a dangerous competitor in his own right who is increasingly difficult to take down! Very few have been able to do so as his return to the ring has rolled on, and SOSA is looking to become another rarity of a performer to achieve such a feat! That can only be done through the war where fans have free reign to deliver the goods!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: AND WE’RE OFF! CY HENDERSON. SOSA HENDERSON. BATTLE OF THE HENDERSONS AS THEY CLASH IN A FANS BRING THE GLASS WEAPONS MATCH!! The world has been anticipating a singles match between both of these accomplished elitists for quite some time now as it’s finally becoming a reality right here & now! WITH NO TIME TO WASTE, BOTH MEN IMMEDIATELY RUSH TOWARD ONE ANOTHER AS THEY EXCHANGE RIGHTS!! SOSA & Cy are assuring that each of these exchanges are worth every second as they’re not letting up!! SOSA motions for another right ‘till Cy sends a knee sprawling across his abdomen to keep him at bay! Now Cy’s got a hand around SOSA’s wrist as he proceeds to irish whip SOSA across the ring as this match kicks off with immediacy!
Flannery McCoy: SOSA rebounds off the ropes as he has to rush back toward his opponent, with Cy lifting his leg FOR THE BIG BOOT—BUT SOSA DUCKS UNDER THE BOOT! Cy quickly turns himself around however and tries to maintain focus as he’s rushing back toward SOSA.. BUT HE’S CAUGHT WITH A SWIFT ROUNDHOUSE KICK THAT SENDS HIM STUMBLING THROUGH THE ROPES! Cy is able to keep himself onto the apron with an arm around the middle rope, not falling to the ringside floor as he’s clutching his own jaw here! SOSA doesn’t waste much time focusing directly on Cy while he’s dragging himself up, rushing back toward Henderson with a BICYCLE KNEE!
Jake Mercer: BUT CY SIDE-STEPS AT THE NICK OF TIME & CLOBBERS SOSA WITH A CLOTHESLINE FROM THE APRON!! SOSA is dropped by the clothesline after the knee doesn’t catch Cy as he intended, with Cy now dragging SOSA through the ropes and right onto the same apron where he stands! Cy’s slowly dragging SOSA up to his own feet, and with a position like this where you can inflict some serious damage early on, this won’t be good for SOSA in the slightest…
Stew-O: Cy doesn’t seem to be wasting anytime with SOSA, wrapping his arms around the waist of his opponent here as he’s got SOSA exactly where he needs him in order to inflict a sizable amount of pain upon him while this match has just begun! CY IS LOOKING TO GERMAN SUPLEX SOSA WHILE ON THE APRON HERE!!!
Flannery McCoy: BUT SOSA WITH A BACK ELBOW TO STOP CY IN HIS TRACKS!! SOSA is also clutching onto the rope to keep himself from being launched with brute force by Cy, as the EAW Hall of Famer has no choice but to let go of SOSA while backing himself away slightly. Cy is trying to recover more quickly here after the elbow BUT SOSA WITH ANOTHER ELBOW TO KEEP CY HENDERSON SUPPRESSED FOR LONGER! Cy’s unable to retaliate as he’s dropped down to a prone position on the apron, with his own self turned away from SOSA in a terrible position on the apron!
Jake Mercer: From the look of SOSA’s face, and the devious intentions that are being presented right here with his expression, I think he’s lining up for a maneuver that’ll potentially bring a swift end to this match if this comes about real soon! Cy’s still in this prone state while SOSA’s rushing stood up on the apron… RUSHING FORWARD FOR THE CURBSTOMP ONTO THE APRON—
Stew-O: WHAT THE—CY IMMEDIATELY SHOOTS BACK UP AND HOISTS SOSA UP FROM THE APRON AND INTO THE AIR!!! SOSA’S WIDE EYED—BEFORE BEING DRIVEN INTO THE APRON WITH A MILITARY PRESS POWERSLAM!! SOSA’S BACK WAS PUT THROUGH IMMENSE PRESSURE WITH THAT MANEUVER!! He wanted to go for a devastating match ender in his arsenal and Cy reserved more than enough in the tank to catch him off guard! SOSA is writhing around after slipping off of the apron and down to the ringside floor!
Flannery McCoy: Now Cy has been given ample time to recoup however he can while maintaining this newfound control he’s got! As he’s now beginning to bring himself off from the apron and to the ringside floor, he takes a glance at the barricade where an entire front row is placing out their own weaponry for the competitors to take at their own leisure! Henderson doesn’t waste time grabbing a weapon here while SOSA is slowly dragging himself back up with aid of the apron, but I don’t think he’s aware of Cy’s presence moving closer to him WHILE HE’S GOT HIS WEAPON READY!
Jake Mercer: MY GOD! CY IS DRAGGING THE GLASS-RIDDEN 2X4 ALONG SOSA’S BACK! Each miniscule piece of glass is being pressed and dragged along the skin of SOSA as he’s writhing in incredible pain while being put through enough pain that’ll warrant the hospital visit already! Cy’s finally showing some mercy by backing off with the 2×4 in hand, and we already know there’s no shot of a referee putting any stop to this match ‘till one of these men can no longer continue to fight! SOSA’s got a hand on his own back as the blood is slowly beginning to build itself here—
Stew-O: BUT CY WITH A SWING OF THE 2X4 RIGHT ACROSS HIS MIDSECTION! SOSA is struggling extremely here to find himself any sense of footing that’ll bring him to having some ground to stand on! Cy is not willing to provide the wiggle room necessary for SOSA to find his way out of this rut, as Cy is able to raise the 2X4 high AND SLAM THE GLASS COVERED PLANK OVER SOSA’S BACK!! The audience felt all of that as SOSA slumped over the barricade, with Cy backing himself away for a moment as he’s now given himself plenty of time to set up the next course of action!
Flannery McCoy: The fans are all lined up around ringside with their weapons swinging around for either of these men to take! Cy doesn’t waste any time grabbing a hold of the steel chair that’s coated with glass all around its exterior!! Cy doesn’t waste much time placing the chair down in its natural position, now walking back over to SOSA while he’s still slumped against the barricade with his face turned away from his opponent! The chair has been set up accordingly, and I doubt Cy’s gonna minimize the pressure he’s already got SOSA trapped within!
Jake Mercer: As now we see Cy’s hoisting SOSA over his own shoulder and facing the steel chair—AS HE’S LOOKING FOR THE ‘PHANTOM DEATH’ ONTO THE GLASS COVERED STEEL CHAIR—
(SMASH!!!)
Stew-O: SOSA SLIPPED DOWN BEHIND CY AND SWUNG A GLASS PANE RIGHT ACROSS HIS BACK!!! THE GLASS IMMEDIATELY BROKE OVER HIS BACK AS SOSA JUST EVADED DISASTER! Cy’s wide eyed in his own right as he’s still standing, but practically frozen in place after the glass collided with his back as he’s shaking his head, stumbling forward with a hand held onto the barricade! I don’t think SOSA’s willing to recoup for his own sake as he’s already snatching up material from a fan while marching toward Cy, who’s back is still turned!
Flannery McCoy: SOSA’S WRAPPING A GLASS-IMBUED ROPE AROUND CY’S NECK!! HE’S APPLYING THE ROPE AS TIGHTLY AS HE POSSIBLY CAN AS THE ROPE IS TIGHTENING ITSELF AROUND HIS THROAT! Cy Henderson is struggling to get himself out of this as his hands are placed around the rope despite the glass amplifying the pain as he’s piercing the skin of his own hands as well!! Cy is trying to get out of this despite SOSA’s best efforts to tighten the rope the best he can! Cy’s face is slowly turning blue as he’s dropping to a knee, shaking his head vigorously as SOSA is placing all of his strength into suppressing Cy long enough to make him give out!
Jake Mercer: Cy’s consciousness is fading here as SOSA may have been able to trivialize much of this match with the turnaround he’s been looking for! SOSA’s nodding to himself as he’s keeping the rope tightly wrapped around his neck as the glass is piercing Cy’s neck—BUT CY’S ABLE TO MUSTER UP THE ENERGY TO PUSH SOSA AGAINST THE RINGPOST BEHIND HIM!! SOSA is still doing everything he can to keep this choke with the rope but the grip has loosened after being driven into the ring post! Cy proceeds to back SOSA into the ring post a SECOND TIME to force SOSA to let go!!! Now Cy’s out of the potential match ending harm that would’ve gone his opponent’s way!
Stew-O: But now Cy’s coughing up a visible storm as he was stuck in that predicament for long enough! SOSA’s got a hand on his own back, with the battle scars already showcasing themselves in full as Cy’s leaned against the steps as SOSA is now quickly wrapping the rope around his hand while Cy’s turning himself around—
Flannery McCoy: AS A HARD RIGHT WITH THE ROPE OF GLASS BLASTS CY ACROSS THE TEMPLE!! SOSA immediately let’s go of the rope as Cy’s leaned back against the steel steps, completely disoriented while SOSA is dropping the rope and swiping another glass pane from a fan at ringside! SOSA brings himself up to the apron, focused entirely on the dazed Cy Henderson as he’s gonna.. OH MY GOD!!!
Jake Mercer: DOUBLE FOOT STOMP WITH THE GLASS PANE RIGHT ONTO CY’S CHEST!!! THE FOOT STOMP COLLIDES RIGHT ONTO CY AS HE SLUMPS AGAINST THE STEEL STEPS! SOSA took a lot of himself out with that maneuver as well, but Cy is absolutely being dealt with the worst of that aftermath as he’s sat against the steps, not making any considerable movements here! SOSA has just put Cy down emphatically and has to take advantage in order to make this count!!!
Stew-O: SOSA is not wasting much time in dragging Cy’s body back up and pushing him into the ring while he still can! Henderson’s not making any sudden movements but he has been able to make subtle motions to indicate he’s still conscious in this match! Now SOSA is wasting no time grabbing all of the weapons from the audience and tossing them into the ring!!! A glass-imbued kendo stick! A plethora of light tubes that are also being thrown into the ring! And now we’ve got an entire trash can with weaponry that’s being held by a group of fans, that SOSA takes & tosses into the ring!!!
Flannery McCoy: Now SOSA’s snatched a sledgehammer from the audience that’s been coated with glass all over the head! SOSA slides into the ring as he’s able to see that Henderson is slowly rising, but just to a knee as SOSA is now holding the sledgehammer closely while Henderson’s looking like quite the bloody mess that’s been spilling across the ring! With Cy now rising to his own two feet, Sosa doesn’t stop himself now AS HE’S RUSHING TOWARD CY WITH THE SLEDGEHAMMER—
Jake Mercer: BUT CY CAUGHT HIM—WITH A SUDDEN SPINEBUSTER RIGHT ONTO THE LIGHT TUBES AS SOSA’S BACK LANDS ONTO THE LIGHT TUBES WITHOUT AVAIL!!! THEY EXPLODE AFTER IMPACT IMMEDIATELY AS SOSA’S SQUIRMING AROUND IN PAIN!! Cy is rolling Sosa onto his own shoulders and hooking the leg as the referee makes the count!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Referee: THREE—
Stew-O: NOT ENOUGH! SOSA REMAINS ALIVE! The sledgehammer flew out of SOSA’s grasp and back to the ringside floor after being hit with an immediate spinebuster from Cy! The light tubes all exploded and created scattered pieces all across the ring in the process! Cy sees these very pieces, as he’s able to pick up an obvious piece of the glass that’s larger than the rest! Henderson’s now applying a swift rear naked choke around SOSA’s neck, with his arm firmly placed around SOSA’s neck from behind as his opponent is now trapped in this seated position! CY’S NOW RAISING THE PIECE OF GLASS!!
Flannery McCoy: CY IS STABBING SOSA RIGHT OVER HIS SKULL WITH OVERHEAD SWINGS!! THE GLASS IS BEING JABBED INTO HIS CRANIUM AS THE BLOOD IS GUSHING OUT OF SOSA’S HEAD!! Cy is not holding himself back tonight as he’s making sure SOSA is being placed through an entirely different level of pain with this match right here!! SOSA’s unable to fend for himself in a more prominent position as Cy is now wrapping his arms around SOSA’s waist & lifting him up from his seated position—TO LAUNCH SOSA ACROSS THE RING AND INTO THE TURNBUCKLE WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX!!!
Jake Mercer: SOSA WAS THROWN RIGHT INTO THE CORNER AS HE COLLIDES BACK FIRST WITH THE TURNBUCKLE! He slumps back down to the mat as he’s got a hand on his own lower back, in visible agony for the moment while Cy is able to bring himself back up! He’s done enough of a job in keeping SOSA from retorting back with some offense of his own, but SOSA can’t stay on the defensive forever if he wants to make his way back to gaining control!
Stew-O: Now Cy’s got his eyes toward an audience member at front row, pointing directly toward them as he notions for their weapon to throw to him… and the fan obliges! That’s another chair riddled with glass shards that Cy has in his possession! He’s now positioning the chair directly into the corner, wedging the chair between the turnbuckles as he then takes his attention back to SOSA as he’s got his eyes set toward him.. NOW RUSHING TOWARD HIS OPPONENT FOR THE ‘CYCLONE LARIAT’!!
Flannery McCoy: SOSA WITH THE TRASH CAN RIGHT OVER CY’S SKULL!!! SOSA took any measures possible as he desperately took hold of the can and swung like never before to disorient Cy Henderson!!! Now Cy’s staggered as SOSA’s stumbling backward into the corner, but not wasting anytime as the contents of the trash can spilled out with a plethora of shards scattered all over the ring!!! SOSA RUSHES FORWARD AND LEAPS TOWARD CY HENDERSON!!!
Jake Mercer: WITH A JUMPING DDT RIGHT ONTO THE PILE OF GLASS SHARDS!!! CY’S SKULL TOOK THE BRUNT OF THE IMPACT BUT SOSA’S BACK SUFFERS ITS OWN DAMAGE AS HE TOOK AN IMMENSE RISK!! SOSA now brings himself over Cy Henderson while hooking the leg, with the referee making the count happen!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Referee: THREE—
Stew-O: NO!! KICK OUT!!! SOSA is forced to sit himself up as Cy was capable of raising the shoulder as this match continues to rage on! SOSA is now looking around as he’s surveying the area, the mat has become chaotically cluttered with glass weaponry that is essentially free game for both of these men tonight. They’ve already done enough considerable damage to one another that warrants the end of an elitist not vested with their experience, as Cy is finding his own way to crawl toward the ropes!
Flannery McCoy: But SOSA doesn’t have any time to waste either, as he’s got his hands on a glass ridden kendo stick that he’ll be utilizing to the fullest here as Cy’s not in the position to RETALIATE—KENDO STICK STRIKES RIGHT OVER THE BACK OF CY HENDERSON! AND ANOTHER!! AND ANOTHER!!! GLASS IS FLYING OUT AND CONTINUOUSLY BEING DRIVEN ACROSS HIS BACK WITH EACH SWING THAT SOSA TAKES! Cy has no choice but to lean himself against the ropes while SOSA is applying all of the pressure that he possibly can onto Henderson with the kendo stick!
Jake Mercer: SOSA now doesn’t waste time setting the kendo stick right in front of Cy’s head, as he’s now pressing his own feet against his back and exerting himself upward!!! All of his weight is being placed against Cy while the kendo stick is also being pulled back right against Cy’s temple, his neck continuing to be placed through an indescribable ringer!!! Henderson doesn’t have any means of significant escape here as SOSA SNAPS THE ROPES BACK VIOLENTLY INTO CY’S THROAT!!
Stew-O: Cy’s once again coughing up the biggest storm possible as he moves away from the ropes, clutching his own throat as SOSA brings himself over the same ropes he was just situated around while Cy’s trying clutch onto the ropes opposite of SOSA’s side, shaking his own head as he’s—wait! I believe a fan just threw something directly toward Cy Henderson!! And Cy is allowing this item to slip around his arm!
Flannery McCoy: Which we can’t linger on for any extent at the moment as Cy’s slowly rising back up to his feet, while SOSA’s got him right where he needs him as he proceeds to ROLL THROUGH THE ROPES & TOWARD CY.. LOOKING FOR THE ROLLING THUNDER CUTTER WITH IMMEDIATE IMPACT—
Jake Mercer: ‘CYCLONE LARIAT’ WITH A GLASS-RIDDEN ELBOW PAD!!!! SOSA’S TAKEN DOWN WITH AUTHORITY BY THE SWIFT DISCUS LARIAT BY CY HENDERSON JUST AS HE ROSE BACK UP TO HIS FEET!! SOSA is dropped back down as Cy is now rushing to hook the leg, this can be enough to put him down!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Referee: THREEEEEE—
Stew-O: NO!! SOSA IS STILL KICKING OUT!!! THE MATCH ROLLS ON AS THE CYCLONE LARIAT WAS NOT ENOUGH TO KEEP SOSA DOWN FOR THE THREE COUNT!! Now Cy is sitting himself up as he’s contemplating what he can do next, but he’s not wasting much more time when it comes to sliding himself out of the ring as he sees that there’s more weaponry to be plucked out from an audience looking to see greater carnage be caused before their eyes! Now Cy’s spotting that there’s two rowdy fans in the front row that are hoisting up tables over their heads!!
Flannery McCoy: Cy snatches both tables without a second thought! They’re each imbued with glass shards of the like, certainly a theme that’s stuck around!! He tosses one table right over the ropes & into the ring before setting up the other table at ringside! Cy is now sliding himself back into the ring while SOSA is trying to drag his own body off from the bloody and scattered wrestling mat by using the ropes!
Jake Mercer: Which Cy doesn’t allow to last for long as THERE’S AN ELBOW SPIRALING ACROSS SOSA’S LOWER BACK!! SOSA felt every single bit of that as Cy is continuing to apply this pressure with ANOTHER elbow across his back as the glass continued to pierce through his skin!! Both of these men tonight are bloody messes right now, and I’m afraid neither of them are willing to stay down despite the blood loss that’s gonna hit them soon enough!
Stew-O: Now Cy’s glancing toward the table at ringside just for a brief moment as he’s dragging SOSA between his own legs, just before hoisting SOSA over his own shoulders as he’s now facing toward the table that’s dormant at the ringside area… as he… OH MY GOD HE IS!! CY’S RUSHING TOWARD THE ROPES AND LOOKING TO POWERBOMB SOSA ALL THE WAY DOWN ONTO THE TABLE!!!
Flannery McCoy: SOSA’S RAKING THE EYES OF CY HENDERSON WHILE HE’S BEING HOISTED!! CY HAS NO CHOICE BUT TO LET GO! Cy’s blinded temporarily now as he’s shaking his own head vigorously, turning himself back to his opponent—BUT AN EMPHATIC STRIKE OF THE GLASS RIDDEN STEEL CHAIR SLAMS DIRECTLY OVER CY’S SKULL!!! Cy’s staggered to hell as stumbles backward and through the ropes, allowing SOSA the most necessary breathing room to recover before Cy regains his focus!
Jake Mercer: But Cy’s shaking off the chair shot a bit more quickly than SOSA may be hoping!!! Henderson’s refusing to stay down while SOSA does see the table that’s been set right where Cy stands in front of! SOSA DOESN’T WASTE ANYTIME AS HE SENDS A LEAPING ELBOW TO CY, AND CY’S TEETERING AS HE’S CLUTCHING ONTO THE ROPES!!! He’s got both hands on the ropes as he’s refusing to be sent crashing through the table riddled with glass!!
Stew-O: BUT SOSA KEEPS HIS FOCUS ON CY AND SENDS A SUPERKICK SPRAWLING ACROSS CY’S FACE WITH AUTHORITY!!! CY’S HOLDING ONTO THE ROPES WITH JUST A HAND!! Cy is still refusing to be taken off the apron as this crash into the table can mean disaster for himself, especially after looking to place SOSA into that very table on his own accord! SOSA’s wide eyed as he’s still got his eyes set on Cy, who is just one last maneuver away from being taken through the world of hurt!!!
Flannery McCoy: AND HE’S FULLY AWARE!! SOSA RUSHES FORWARD AND DIRECTLY TOWARD CY HENDERSON—
(CRASH!!!!!)
Jake Mercer: THE SPEAR THROUGH THE ROPES AND DOWN INTO THE TABLE OF GLASS SHARDS!!!! SOSA JUST SPEARED CY FROM THE APRON AND THROUGH THE TABLE!!!! YOU HEARD ALL OF THE GLASS ALSO SHATTER INTO TINIER PIECES OFF IMPACT!! Cy’s plans to keep SOSA down have resulted in a stifling predicament dealt to himself as a result! Now SOSA’s also buried within the rubble of the table and glass collectively right alongside Cy Henderson, but it’s glaringly apparent to see who got the very worst of that spear!
Stew-O: The referee can’t do a single thing about it either! There must be a determined winner by any means if they want to see this through! SOSA is slowly bringing himself up from the rubble, as if he’s rising from the ashes as he’s adorn with the battle scars that this match has brought himself and his opponent!! He’s dragging Cy back into the ring despite the difficulty that this entire battle has brought to both men!
Flannery McCoy: SOSA’s able to toss the glass covered rope back into the ring while Cy hasn’t moved too much since the spear onto the table! The EAW Hall of Famer hasn’t been able to move for a significant amount of time while SOSA is now climbing up to the top turnbuckle!! Henderson is still down and hasn’t had any energy to make the movements that he needs to apply right now before it’s too late! WHICH IT MAY BE AS SOSA LEAPS OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE—
Jake Mercer: 450 SPLASH RIGHT ONTO CY HENDERSON!!! SOSA TOOK FLIGHT AND IT PAID OFF IN FULL!! SOSA HOOKS THE LEG THE BEST THAT HE CAN AS THIS MATCH MAY BE HIS TO WIN!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Referee: THREEEEEE—
Stew-O: CY WITH THE ARM RAISED AS HIS SHOULDER LIFTS OFF THE MAT!!! THE KICK OUT IS MADE—BUT SOSA IMMEDIATELY GRABS A HOLD OF CY HENDERSON’S ARM AND PLACES IT AROUND HIS OWN LEGS! SOSA GRABS THE ROPE OF GLASS AND WRAPS IT AROUND CY’S ENTIRE HEAD AS HE’S GOT A MODIFIED CROSSFACE APPLIED!!! The crossface with Cy’s arm trapped as he’s got nowhere he can go with SOSA immediately taking advantage of this moment he’s got!!
Flannery McCoy: SOSA has got this crossface locked in with as much pain inflicted upon Cy as he can possibly give!! Cy is not even attempting to squirm himself free as any energy lost could cost him the match!! The rope is obscuring his vision considerably but he’s got one good eye that’s able to look around for whatever he can possibly see!! Cy is struggling to bring himself any sizable room to find a way out of this!!!
Jake Mercer: AS SOSA IS JUST WRENCHING CY’S HEAD FURTHER BACKWARD WITHOUT AVAIL!! CY WILL HAVE TO BRING HIMSELF OUT OF THIS SOONER OR LATER IF HE WANTS TO STAY IN THIS! Cy’s consciousness has to be slipping now as his movements are working downward to where SOSA is closer to a VICTORY—
Stew-O: CY WITH A BROKEN OFF LIGHT TUBE STABS SOSA RIGHT OVER HIS OWN HAND!!! REPEATEDLY STABBING AWAY AT HIS WRIST TO FORCE SOSA TO LET GO!!! SOSA is clutching his own hand as he didn’t have any way of holding out for Cy to give up!!! Cy is clutching his own jaw as he’s bringing himself back up to his feet while SOSA is struggling with the blood that’s flowing from his own hand!! SOSA’s now back up to his own feet as well as he’s turning toward Cy—WHO’S HOISTING HIM UP FROM THE MAT!!
Flannery McCoy: ‘PHANTOM DEATH’ ONTO THE STEEL CHAIR!!!! SOSA IS SENT CRASHING DOWN WITH AUTHORITY!! SOSA IS LAID OUT AS CY MAINTAINS THE PIN AFTER THE PHANTOM DEATH IS A GLIMMERING SUCCESS!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE—
Jake Mercer: NO!!! IT’S NOT ENOUGH!! SOSA IS STILL ABLE TO KICK HIMSELF OUT WITH THE SHOULDER UP!!! Now Cy is sitting himself up, wiping the blood from his own face as he’s contemplating what can possibly be done next!! SOSA has done everything that he can in his own right, but Cy has also thrown every bit of offense to the way of SOSA and still has yet to put him down in order to obtain victory!!
Stew-O: No time for lingering around for long, as Cy has got his eyes set on the table that’s still in the ring, untouched after being thrown into the environment they’ve been unleashing such a battle within! Cy brings himself up, walking over to the table and setting up the table accordingly as it’s littered with its own glass shards & pieces that are just waiting to be driven down by another body! With Cy’s gaze set directly on SOSA, there’s absolutely no telling what will be sprawling toward him next…
Flannery McCoy: Cy is able to drag SOSA up and onto his feet, despite his opponent struggling to keep himself up for as long as he may have liked before Cy is now hoisting SOSA over his own shoulders in a position that SIGNALS THE INEVITABLE END TO COME!!! CY’S EYEING THE TABLE AS HE’S SENDING SOSA DOWN WITH THE ‘RISING TIDE’ INTO THE TABLE—
Jake Mercer: :damn:
Stew-O: SOSA JUST SLICED THE GLASS SHARD ACROSS CY’S EYE!!! HE MAY HAVE CAUGHT HIS EYE IN THAT MOMENT WHILE HENDERSON IS FORCED TO DROP SOSA BEFORE HE COULD COMMIT TO THE RISING TIDE!! Cy is immediately placing his own hand on his eye, shaking his head vigorously as he’s leaning against the ropes and trying to muster up any of the willpower vested within him to keep himself focused on SOSA BEFORE HE—
(# BOOM!!!)
Flannery McCoy: WHAT?!!? AN EXPLODING GLASS PLANK RIGHT ACROSS CY’S ABDOMEN AS HE SLUMPS DOWN IMMEDIATELY!!! SOSA PRIED THAT RIGHT FROM THE TRASH CAN!! Henderson’s able to scout a weapon that’s dropped Cy without hesitation, as he’s not unable to get himself back up!!!! SOSA’s moments away from securing his own victory here!!
Jake Mercer: SOSA’s looking toward the front row with urgency, as he motions for a fan to toss him his own weapon as the fan ultimately does so… HE’S GOT A MIRROR! SOSA keeps a hold of the mirror while sending AN EMPHATIC ROUNDHOUSE ACROSS CY’S TEMPLE TO KEEP HIM DOWN!! SOSA’s got the mirror as Cy is unable to pull himself up—
(SMASH!!!!)
Stew-O: THE MIRROR IS SWUNG DOWNWARD INTO CY’S SKULL!!! THE FRAME IS STILL INTACT AS IT’S WRAPPED AROUND CY’S NECK!!!
(As the glass flies everywhere after the mirror is swung, Cy drops to his knees immediately after—only for SOSA to keep a hold of Cy’s chin as he smirks from ear to ear.)
SOSA Henderson: (off-mic) Show’s over, old timer…
Jake Mercer: ‘STOLE YO BITCH’ WHILE THE FRAME IS STILL INTACT!!!! HE NAILS STOLE YO BITCH AS CY IS DROPPED WITH AUTHORITY!!!! CY IS ABLE TO ROLL, YET SOSA IS EAGERLY CRAWLING HIMSELF OVER TO CY WITH THE LEG HOOKED!!! THAT’S IT!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(…)
Flannery McCoy: OH MY GOD!!! CY’S STILL IN THIS!!!! SOSA IS WIDE EYED AND IN DISBELIEF!!!!
Jake Mercer: BUT NOW SOSA IS CLIMBING HIMSELF UP TO THE TOP WITHOUT WASTING TIME!!! HE’S SLOWER YET THE DESPERATION IS PUSHING HIM!!! CY IS STILL DOWN AS SOSA’S NOT WASTING ANY TIME!!! HE LEAPS OFF FOR ‘PAID IN FULL’—
Stew-O: CY MOVES OUT OF THE WAY AS SOSA LANDS ON HIS FEET AND ROLLS THROUGH—ONLY FOR CY TO DESPERATELY SHOVE SOSA INTO THE CHAIR WEDGED IN THE CORNER!!!! SOSA IS DAZED AS HE COLLIDED WITH THE CHAIR SKULL FIRST, STUMBLING BACKWARD WHILE CY RUSHES THE ROPES & BACK TOWARD SOSA—
Flannery McCoy: ‘CALAMITYYYYYYYYY’!!!! GORE CONNECTS AS SOSA IS TURNED INSIDE OUT!!! CY HOOKS THE LEG!!!!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(…)
Jake Mercer: MY GOD!!! SOSA LIFTS THE SHOULDER!!!! CY HIMSELF IS IN DISBELIEF!!! THEY’RE BOTH SPENT!!!
(Cy sits himself up, breathing heavily through the blood as he’s shaking his own head while wiping away the red. SOSA’s struggling as well, as both elitists have placed each other through hell & back.)
Stew-O: Now Cy is doing all that he can to bring himself back up, as he’s dragging SOSA with all of his might over to the table, making sure that he’s positioned accordingly while SOSA’s unable to fight back!!! This is all that Cy will have to muster here as he’s LOOKING TO HOIST SOSA OVER HIS SHOULDERS AGAIN—
Flannery McCoy: BUT SOSA SQUIRMS FREE AND SLAMS CY’S HEAD RIGHT OVER THE TABLE!!! Cy’s disorientated as he’s leaned against the table, and now SOSA is climbing himself back up to the top turnbuckle while Cy is dazed!!!
Jake Mercer: THIS IS IT!!!! CY IS LEANED BACK ON THE TABLE AS SOSA’S UP TO THE TOP!!!! CY HENDERSON HASN’T MOVED WHILE SOSA IS MOVING AS QUICKLY AS HE POSSIBLY CAN, NOW MAKING IT TO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! HE’S LAUNCHING OFF FOR ‘PAID IN FULL’ THROUGH THE TABLE—
Stew-O: :damn: CY JUST JABBED SOSA ACROSS HIS OWN EYE WITH A PIECE OF GLASS!!! EYE FOR AN EYE!!! SOSA’S NOW CAUGHT IN A BAD SPOT AS CY IS CLIMBING HIMSELF UP TO THE TOP, AND HE’S HOISTING SOSA OVER HIS SHOULDERS WHILE HE’S GOT NOWHERE ELSE TO GO!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: OH MY GOD!!!!
(# CRASH!!!)
Jake Mercer: **’CELESTIAL TIDE’ THROUGH THE FREAKIN’ GLASS COVERED TABLE!!!!** AVALANCHE BURNING HAMMER SENDS SOSA CRASHING THROUGH THE TABLE AS CY TOOK THE RISK HEAD ON!!!!! SOSA HASN’T MOVED!!! CY DESPERATELY DRAPES AN ARM OVER SOSA AS THE REFEREE MAKES THE COUNT!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(…)
(…)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… CYYYYYYYYY HENDERSONNNNN!!!
Flannery McCoy: My goodness, in the battle of the Henderson’s, two elitists who are extremely accomplished in their own right, Cy Henderson has proven himself to be the man who emerges victorious after tonight’s brutal battle.
Jake Mercer: SOSA Henderson brought the fight to Cy and that’s the understatement of the century, what an incredible war that has transpired right here on House of Glass. Considering everything that these fans have brought into the mix, they may all be partially responsible for cutting their careers shorter tonight!
Stew-O: This has certainly been an incredibly chaotic match to revolve around the audience being able to bring their own weaponry, but it results in an undeniably chaotic affair. SOSA was able to deliver on the war to give to the EAW Hall of Famer, but only one could achieve victory. Congratulations to Cy Henderson!
(‘Saint Pablo’ can be heard throughout the speakers as the audience allows their increasingly loud reactions to be heard. The referee raises Cy’s hand, as Cy sits himself up against the ropes, with personnel sprawling into the scene. Although Cy is breathing heavily and wiping away the blood, he nods to himself as he’s satisfied with the victory. SOSA is only able to motion himself away from the ring, leaned against the bottom rope with disgruntlement & his own battle scars as the scene soon fades.)
(A commercial plays for Subway, showing off that’s where Ronan Malosi works now.)
(The next matchcard of the night is shown.)
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Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE FOLLOWING MATCH IS A GLASS PIT MATCH, WINNABLE BY KNOCKOUT OR SUBMISSION, AND IT IS FOR… THE EAW INTERWIRE CHAMPIONSHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!
(House of Glass’ video feed panned around the arena to show the raucously cheering fans as well as the glass pit itself.)
(‘Invincible’ by Pop Smoke began playing to a loud ovation by the EAW Universe as Chris Elite made his way out onto the stage with a focused look on his face; he gave a confident smirk at all the cheers before striking a pose, causing a large burst of fireworks to erupt from behind him! After they finished firing, Chris began marching down the ramp towards the Glass Pit cage.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST! HAILING FROM BROOKLYN, NEW YORK, WEIGHING IN AT 210 POUNDS… HE IS GAWD GIVEN GREATNESS… CHRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIS! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITE!
Stew-O: We’re in for one hell of a brutal match tonight, folks! Here comes the legendary hall of famer and former world champion, Chris Elite, as he stares up at the ropeless cage surrounding the ring on all four sides! With Chris aiming to hold championship gold once more since his return to EAW not too long ago, he’ll be firing on all cylinders tonight to get the job done and add another title to his legacy!
Flannery McCoy: Before he can do that, though, he needs to get through this match and out the other side with his arm raised… but the broken shards of glass scattered in the ring spells trouble for both champion and challenger; this bout will not be for the faint of heart, that’s for sure.
Jake Mercer: Even the platform stretching out from the all four edges of the top of the main cage wall has glass pieces over it; I hope Elite’s boots are tough, otherwise he’s going to be walking with sore feet for weeks!
Stew-O: The challenger, Chris Elite, is now in the ring with his eyes narrowed towards the stage as he waits for the champion to show up.
(‘The Leaving Song Pt. II’ by AFI began blaring through the speakers to massive cheers as Hans Grayson walked out from behind the stage curtains with the EAW Interwire Championship draped over his shoulder; he made his way to the center of the stage before taking the coveted title in his hands and raising them up in the air, with fire bursting across the length of the stage behind the Fire Heart. He marched down to the ring with the gold back over his shoulder.)
Stephie Love: AND HIS OPPONENT! HAILING FROM VANCOUVER, BRITISH COLUMBIA, CANADA, WEIGHING IN AT 219 POUNDS… HE IS THE FIRE HEART AND THE EAW INTERWIRE CHAMPION… HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANS! GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAYSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!
Stew-O: ladies and gentlemen, the Interwire Champion has arrived! We see the champion staring off at Chris Elite as he makes his way towards the ring; the competitive tension between these two has been brewing for some time now, with Chris already making his intentions for the title known just after Reckless Wiring!
Flannery McCoy: True, but Kirk Redwood ended up getting the first shot at Territorial Invasion; now that the war between Redwood and Grayson has been settled, Chris Elite said there is nothing left to stop him from getting the singles match for the gold that he wanted!
Jake Mercer: Chris may be a former world champion in his own right, but Hans Grayson is the champion of TODAY! Graysonites rise up! This is Grayson’s chance to show he can overcome a high profile opponent like Chris, let’s see how it goes!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: And the match is underway! Both competitors are staring off at each other as they take in the bizarre nature of this match! EAW has a lot of strange match types with all the types of weapons and finish conditions you can imagine, but most matches can at least say they have ring ropes!
Flannery McCoy: That’s right, but in this case, there are no ropes to be had! Just caged walls, a platform above, and enough broken glass to be able to make a building!
Jake Mercer: I’m not sure if you were aware, Flannery, but the glass in that ring? It’s real.
Flannery McCoy: :wow:
Stew-O: Both Hans Grayson and Chris Elite have begun circling the ring, and you can hear the crunching sounds from underneath their boots as they step on the broken shards; it looks like both men came prepared when it comes to their boots, so walking around won’t be a problem; getting slammed onto the glass, on the other hand, that’s where the blood starts pouring.
Flannery McCoy: They’re closing in on each other, and… LOCK UP! A classic collar and elbow tie up initiated in the middle of this ring as they begin jockeying for position while dedicating a lot of attention to making sure they don’t get wrestled onto the canvas.
Jake Mercer: Unlike many of the matches taking place tonight at House of Glass, the entirety of this rivalry has had a sense of underlying respect; Chris Elite definitely sees Hans Grayson as a star of the new generation and a part of Elite Answers Wrestling’s future, while Hans Grayson has mentioned time and time again how he respects everything that Chris Elite has accomplished in his past.
Stew-O: But even with all that respect, neither man is willing to budge an inch on their positions; Chris Elite is adamant that he can win a championship and compete with the top tier of the new era, while Hans Grayson is dead-set on continuing his reign and making a bigger name for himself by taking down a Hall of Famer in a marquee match like this!
Flannery McCoy: You can see both men’s intensity as they push each other back and forth in this lock-up, trying to get the other to stumble back, but both men are– oh, wait, they’re starting to lean to the right, it looks like they’re just moments away from falling down onto the glass!
Jake Mercer: But Chris Elite stomps his foot down to regain balance and yanks his arm out of the lock-up, suddenly giving an elbow to the ribs of Hans Grayson! And that manages to break the lock-up as Chris Elite switches to striking away at the Fire Heart, clobbering him over the head with a series of clubbing forearm strikes!
Stew-O: With Grayson’s head ducked over from the clubbing blows, Chris grabs him by the hair and pulls his head up before he pulls his arm back and suddenly goes for that Mike Tyson style uppercut! Looking to hit Hans Grayson with that classic Chris Elite Snooze– but Hans is able to step back at the last moment and catch Chris Elite off guard with a stiff kick to the midsection!
Flannery McCoy: That causes Chris Elite to double over, and Hans capitalizes on that position by hitting Chris Elite with a sudden knee lift from below! With the hall of famer hunched over like that, the knee lift was that much more effective!
Jake Mercer: Now Chris Elite stumbles back, shaking his head with his hand clutching his jaw, but Hans Grayson is in no mood to let the former world champion recuperate as he rushes forward with a clothesline! He’s looking to send Chris Elite back-first into the glass!
Stew-O: But Chris Elite is able to duck underneath at the very last moment– not only that, but he catches Hans Grayson’s arm from below after the clothesline misses its target and uses the arm to spin and yank the Fire Heart back into a SLAP! A RIPCORD SLAP, and I’d venture to say that has Hans Grayson rocked!
Flannery McCoy: You’re absolutely right, the Fire Heart stumbles back, looking pretty dazed! Chris Elite notices that and gets a smirk on his face as he looks to capitalize! The hall of famer rushes forward, closing the little distance between himself and the interwire Champion in a moment, before leaping up into the air and grabbing Hans Grayson with a mid-air front face lock!
Jake Mercer: Chris Elite looking to end the glass stalemate here with a jumping DDT, sending himself back-first into the glass, but doing even worse to Hans Grayson by sending him head first into it! BUT WAIT, HANS GRAYSON PUSHED CHRIS OFF MID-AIR! Chris falls to his feet and bends over as he stumbles and tries to regain his balance, but Hans reaches over and wraps his arms around the midsection of the former world champion!
Stew-O: LOOK AT THAT POWER! Hans Grayson uses a gut wrench lift to get Chris Elite off the ground, and… GUT WRENCH SLAM! GUT WRENCH SLAM SENDS CHRIS ELITE CRASHING BACK-FIRST INTO THE GLASS WITH HANS GRAYSON FALLING ALONGSIDE HIM!
Flannery McCoy: We’ve finally seen impact onto the glass, and we see both men arching their backs in pain, albeit with Chris Elite definitely taking most of the burden with Hans slamming him as hard as he possibly could!
Jake Mercer: That ring is starting to look a little redder as the inevitable took place, with some blood starting to spill after the bits of glass start cutting open the skin of both the Interwire Champion and his challenger! The Fire Heart does not look deterred, though, as he grits his teeth and fights through the pain as he gets to a kneel and sees Chris still sprawled out on the canvas!
Stew-O: And Hans Grayson looking to follow up on taking the reins of control in this match as he crawls his way to Chris and gets on top of his midsection before he begins unleashing some heavy-handed strikes to the former world champion! Chris Elite is doing what he can to block them, but Hans has a fire lit under him right now as he’s doing everything he can to deal as much damage to Chris as possible!
Flannery McCoy: We’re likely going to see a different style of wrestler from Hans Grayson tonight, particularly because this match was pretty much made for anybody but him; so much of his critical move set relies on being able to use the ropes and corners, but in a match like this, there’s nothing he can do in that regard!
Jake Mercer: The Interwire Champion is going to have to pull out all the stops to be able to overcome that disadvantage and take down a competitor like Chris Elite, but me personally, I know he can do it. You’ve just got to believe in the Fire Heart!
Stew-O: I wouldn’t speak too soon, Chris just shoved Hans off of him and suddenly switched positions to get himself above Hans as they try to beat each other down in the middle of the ring! Chris begins sending some heavy strikes of his own, and he likely has the advantage in a position like this with how much more of a striker he is than the generally more high-flying focused Fire Heart!
Flannery McCoy: But Hans Grayson is able to get his legs underneath the legs of Chris Elite and launches him up, flipping the former world champion overhead and making him land once again on his back on top of all the small broken pieces of glass!
Jake Mercer: You’ve just got to imagine the pain they’re already in after mounting each other like that; that’s an entire wrestler’s full body weight pressing your back down onto those broken pieces of glass, as if the situation wasn’t already bad enough!
Stew-O: Both men are fighting through it, though, as the Interwire Championship is just that valuable! They’re going to put themselves through hell just to get it! Hans Grayson forces himself back up to his feet with Chris Elite doing the same a few moments later; those few moments were all it took for Hans to rush over to Chris Elite, though, and he begins attacking him right away!
Flannery McCoy: He’s got Chris stumbling back as the Fire Heart begins lighting him up with a flurry of elbow smashes to the face; Hans manages to push Chris back to the wall of the cage like that, and continues the ruthless barrage with Chris Elite having nowhere else to go! The Interwire Champion has his challenger pinned up against the cage wall and he’s giving it his all to just knock him out!
Jake Mercer: But Chris Elite ducked that last elbow strike and pulled Hans up against the cage wall in his place! Before Hans can even turn back around to face the former world champion, Chris Elite grabs him by the back of his head and SLAMS his face up against the cage! And another slam against it! And yet another! That merciless assault was enough to stun Hans, and that’s when Chris Elite turns Hans back around so the two can face each other!
Stew-O: And now Chris is able to capitalize on the situation as he begins unleashing a blitz of strikes of his own, with him choosing to go for a ton of closed-fist punches instead of elbow smashes! This definitely seems boxing-inspired as Chris begins hitting Hans with randomly alternating sets of jabs and hooks, but he looks to finish it off with the SNOOZE, THE MIKE TYSON STYLE UPPERCUT!
Flannery McCoy: But AGAIN, Hans Grayson is able to get out of the way, this time being forced to side step the attack because he had nowhere to go if he tried to step back! Chris Elite’s attack missed, and Hans takes advantage as he unleashes a heavy thrust kick to the midsection of the former world champion to send him stumbling back into the adjacent cage wall! With lightning speed, the Fire Heart rushes forward to catch Chris Elite before he’s able to get out of the disadvantageous position, and once again the Fire Heart begins lighting him up!
Jake Mercer: HELL YEAH, GRAYSONITES RISE UP! This time, he’s going for a different approach as he begins employing the use of knife-edge chops to go after Chris! The chest of the former world champion starts getting redder by the moment as Hans Grayson is bringing that trademark fire of his to unleash the heat! Could you imagine how much it’s going to hurt if Chris Elite ends up landing chest-first onto the broken glass after an assault like this?
Stew-O: I can only imagine! Hans Grayson opts to stop the attack before he ends up gassing himself out too much, and he chooses instead to drag Chris Elite away from the cage wall as they get back towards the center of the ring! Chris is starting to look worse for wear after having endured two rapid-fire attacks like that, and Hans is looking to up the ante right here!
Flannery McCoy: The Fire Heart leans down and grabs Chris Elite by the legs before he suddenly brings himself back up to a standing position, LAUNCHING Chris Elite overhead with a backdrop! He’s looking to send Chris back into the glass back-first with as much height as he can get– BUT CHRIS IS ABLE TO OVER-ROTATE, LANDING INSTEAD ON HIS FEET! HE JUST SAVED HIMSELF!
Jake Mercer: NOOOOO! Hans Grayson turns around and realizes what happened; not wanting to waste the momentum he already has, he looks to rush forward and catch Chris Elite with a lariat, but Chris Elite has already started running in the other direction! What’s he doing, running away?! You can’t run away in a Glass Pit, it’s a caged match!
Stew-O: IS he running, though?! Hans looks to chase him as Chris runs towards that cage wall, but suddenly Chris jumps TOWARDS the wall! He gets his feet on the wall and LAUNCHES himself off of it and towards Hans Grayson! Hans Grayson sees this and tries to course-correct as he jumps up himself with his fist clenched, looking for his SIGNATURE SUPER MAN PUNCH, THE FLAMING PUNCH! But the Fire Heart isn’t able to react in time after having put his energy breaking out into that sprint, leaving him vulnerable as Chris Elite hurtles towards him!
Flannery McCoy: CROSSBODY! CHRIS ELITE CRASHES INTO HANS AND FORCES HIM TO LAND BACK-FIRST ON THE GLASS WITH THE FORMER WORLD CHAMPION’S BODY WEIGHT MAKING THE LANDING THAT MUCH WORSE!
Jake Mercer: :damn:
Stew-O: That was an unbelievably athletic maneuver by the veteran in the match to take the champion down! And now it looks like Chris Elite has taken the reins of the match for himself as he begins unleashing some knee smashes to the side of the fallen Fire Heart! Those shots to the ribs hurt more than they look, and you can tell by the expression on his face that Hans Grayson is really feeling the brunt of those blows!
Flannery McCoy: And now Chris Elite gets back to his feet as he towers over Hans Grayson, who is still laid out and in pain after taking that devastating cross-body! Without any further hesitation, Chris Elite begins stomping Hans Grayson out! The stomps keep on raining down from above as the Fire Heart does what he can to shield his face from them, but Chris is just as fine with going after his midsection and any other part of the body that ends up underneath his boots!
Jake Mercer: Hans Grayson is about to try to roll away, but he suddenly stops himself as he realizes what that would mean, subjecting the front of his body to the glass as much as his back half has already endured! Instead, he looks to try to sit up– BEFORE HE CAN, THOUGH, CHRIS SUDDENLY LEAPS UP AND CRASHES DOWN ONTO HANS GRAYSON WITH A DOUBLE FOOT STOMP TO THE MIDSECTION!
Stew-O: As if getting knocked down into the glass wasn’t bad enough, Chris just stomped him further into it! That vicious double foot stomp seems to have done its job as it stopped Hans from being able to get up; Chris now has his back to Hans Grayson as he gestures towards the crowd who lean forward to the edge of their seats as they look to see what Chris is getting their attention for!
Crowd: :eyes:
Flannery McCoy: Chris leans his arms back before leaping up into the air and BACKFLIPPING onto the midsection of Hans Grayson! IT’S THE PEOPLE’S MOONSAULT BY CHRIS ELITE, AND IT LANDS PERFECTLY!
Crowd: :blessed: :blessed: :blessed:
Chris Elite: CHECK HIM!
Jake Mercer: Chris now gesturing to the referee to check to see if that was enough to knock Hans Grayson out! The referee is taking a look, checking the hand of Hans Grayson to see if it’ll drop…
Stew-O: BUT HANS IS STILL SOMEHOW ABLE TO CLENCH HIS FIST AND KEEP IT RAISED! Chris Elite starts getting frustrated that Hans is still able to stay in it after everything that has happened so far; he walks around to where the legs of Grayson are before looking down at him, clenching his fist and pulling it back! Is he about to do what I think he’s about to do?!
Flannery McCoy: He takes aim and… HOURS IN SILENCE! HOURS IN SILENCE! CHRIS ELITE GOES FOR THAT FINISHING H-BOMB–
Jake Mercer: BUT HANS GRAYSON IS ABLE TO ROLL OUT OF THE WAY JUST BEFORE DISASTER STRIKES! THANK GAWD!
Stew-O: Two things just happened there! Hans had to take a sacrifice himself by rolling over to get out of the way of the Hours in Silence finishing maneuver, thus getting the front half of his body riddled with little lacerations from the broken glass pieces too! The Fire Heart is bleeding front and back, now, and this scene is starting to look more gruesome by the moment!
Flannery McCoy: But not just Hans, Chris Elite just put ALL of his momentum into that move, and all he ended up doing was driving his forearm and elbow as hard as he could into the glass covered canvas of the ring! As a matter of fact, the rest of his body took a hit too, he really put his ALL into that move!
Jake Mercer: Both wrestlers are looking MUCH worse for wear at this point, but that missed opportunity really took its toll on Chris who is literally kicking his feet in pain as he has his arm clutched with his less-damaged one!
Stew-O: Neither wrestler is knocked out and neither is tapping out either, so this match goes on until one of them just can’t take the pain anymore! It’s taking a minute, but it looks like Hans Grayson is the first one to start stirring as he tries to get back to his feet! You can literally see pieces of glass falling off of his skin, leaving little bloody trails as they do so!
Flannery McCoy: I have a feeling Persephone is happy at the carnage, wherever she’s watching from…
Jake Mercer: The Fire Heart makes it back to his feet as Chris Elite starts to stir as well; Hans takes a look down at Chris Elite, realizing that his championship reign may have been moments away from ending right then and there if that Hours in Silence was actually able to land! You can see the adrenaline running through the Fire Heart right now as he calculates his options against a dangerous opponent like this.
Stew-O: Suddenly, though, Hans Grayson begins climbing up the wall of the cage! Chris Elite sees him doing this and realizes that if he doesn’t chase him up there, Hans may be able to fly down from the heavens above to knock him out with one of the Fire Heart’s classic aerial maneuvers!
Flannery McCoy: And chase him he does, as Chris staggers up to his feet and forces himself to get to the cage wall as fast as he can! Hans makes it up to the platform above the ring, wincing as he does so; I think he just remembered that the platform up there has broken pieces of glass, too, and he just slammed his hand down on one of them as he tries to get himself up onto it!
Jake Mercer: With a bleeding hand, now, Hans makes it up there and looks down at the ring only to see that Chris Elite isn’t there! With a confused expression on his face, he starts looking around in a panic, only to see that Chris Elite just got up to the platform alongside him as well!
Stew-O: This is a precarious situation to say the least, with a lot less space to stand and a plummet down to the ring if you take a misstep! Hans and Chris both rise to their feet up on the platform, and now they’re duking it out up in the air! The crowd’s heads are all turned up to watch it happen as Hans Grayson and Chris Elite trade blows high above the ring!
Flannery McCoy: They’re teetering on the edge, but with the Interwire Championship being the only thing on both men’s minds, I think at this point they’re caring more about the gold than their own bodies!
Jake Mercer: Hans Grayson rushes forward as he looks for a jumping high knee, but Chris is able to backstep in the nick of time; Hans Grayson almost stumbles upon landing from that jump, but reaches out and grabs the secondary cage wall just before he can fall so he can keep himself balanced!
Stew-O: That moment was enough for Chris to rush forward with a high kick, hitting Hans on the head and forcing him to stumble back with his hand still clenching the secondary cage wall for balance! Chris Elite starts making his way back towards Hans to close the distance, but Hans decides to go for broke as he stops grabbing the cage wall and rushes forward at Chris Elite once more!
Flannery McCoy: HE LEAPS UP, GOING FOR THE FLAMING PUNCH, HIS SIGNATURE SUPERMAN PUNCH!
Jake Mercer: NOOOOOO, CHRIS ELITE IS ABLE TO STEP BACK AT THE VERY LAST MOMENT, THE MOVE MISSED ITS MARK! WAIT, IS THAT–
Stew-O: CHRIS JUST ANGLED FORWARD AND HIT HANS GRAYSON WITH THE SNOOZE, THAT MIKE TYSON UPPERCUT! HE MISSED IT TWICE IN THIS MATCH, BUT HE FINALLY LANDED IT RIGHT ON THE MONEY! HANS GETS ABSOLUTELY ROCKED BY IT!
Flannery McCoy: Hans stumbles back and–
(CRAAAAAAAAASH!)
Jake Mercer: :damn: :damn: :damn:
Crowd: :damn: :damn: :damn:
Stew-O: HANS GRAYSON JUST FELL FROM THE PLATFORM AND BACK ONTO THE CANVAS! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! IS HE ALIVE?!
Flannery McCoy: ALL OF THE GLASS ON THE CANVAS BELOW JUST GOT DRIVEN BACK INTO THE SKIN OF HANS GRAYSON WITH AS MUCH FORCE AS I THINK IS POSSIBLE! YOU CAN SEE THE BLOOD START POOLING DOWN THERE WITH THOSE CUTS AND LACERATIONS WIDER AND DEEPER THAN ANY OF THE OTHERS!
Jake Mercer: With the blood starting to spread, it’s really starting to look like a murder scene inside this cage! Chris Elite looks exhausted as he begins climbing back down to the canvas to join Hans Grayson, with the referee rushing in to check to see if Hans is even conscious! WAKE UP HANS! STAY IN THE GAME, YOUR TITLE DEPENDS ON IT!
Stew-O: The referee lifts the hand of Hans Grayson… and it falls to the canvas! That’s the first drop, if Hans isn’t able to regain control before the third drop, then we have a new Interwire Champion!
Flannery McCoy: The hand gets lifted a second time… AND A SECOND TIME, THE HAND DROPS TO THE CANVAS! A grin is starting to spread across Chris Elite’s face as he’s back to the canvas and sees this happening! The referee grabs the hand one last time and lifts it up! Is Hans…
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Jake Mercer: HE’S STILL IN THE GAME! HE’S STILL IN THE GAME! HANS GOT THE HAND UP BEFORE THE THIRD DROP, SO THE TITLE REIGN CONTINUES!
Stew-O: I don’t know if it’s going to continue for long, though, because Chris Elite is looking apoplectic at Hans Grayson still being in the game! With an infuriated look, he makes his way around the ring and crouches down, measuring Hans Grayson up from behind! What’s he planning to do?!
Flannery McCoy: Hans is taking time to stagger up, but Chris Elite is crouched and ready with his fist clenched!
Jake Mercer: Don’t tell me he’s going for– HANS, YOU NEED TO LOOK OUT!
Stew-O: Hans barely manages to get to a kneeling position with his back turned to Gawd Given Greatness, who suddenly rushes into action! He’s aiming at the back of Grayson’s head– THAT’S IT, HE’S GOING FOR SLIME YOU OUT! HIS ULTIMATE MANEUVER! OH MY GOD!
(…)
Flannery McCoy: HANS GRAYSON JUST FELL FROM THE KNEELING POSITION TO HIS HANDS AND KNEES OUT OF SHEER EXHAUSTION! I DON’T THINK HE SAW CHRIS COMING, BUT HE INADVERTENTLY GOT THE BACK OF HIS HEAD OUT OF THE WAY! CHRIS ISN’T ABLE TO COURSE CORRECT! SLIME YOU OUT MISSES THE TARGET, AND HANS’ BODY UNDERNEATH ENDS UP TRIPPING CHRIS AND SENDING HIM SLIPPING OVER GRAYSON’S BACK!
Jake Mercer: CHRIS JUST LANDED FACE-FIRST IN FRONT OF GRAYSON, AND HANS SLOWLY LOOKS UP REALIZING WHAT JUST HAPPENED!
Stew-O: Hans is practically hyperventilating from exhaustion and blood loss as he staggers back to a kneel, and slowly thereafter to his feet! Chris is holding his face after practically diving face-first into broken glass, with both men bleeding all over the place! I don’t even know whose blood is whose at this point, but one thing is for sure, I can’t imagine either of these men are going to be able to stop themselves from passing out from sheer blood loss!
Flannery McCoy: Hans Grayson shakily tries to stay on his feet as he shakes the pieces of glass off of his body… Chris Elite is starting to stagger up with glass falling off of him as well… this match is pure carnage at its most raw!
Jake Mercer: Chris Elite is up to a kneel now, with Hans falling back to a kneel himself! Is someone even going to be able to win this match, or are they both just going to knock each other out?!
Stew-O: Hans Grayson makes it back to his feet first and Chris slowly gets back to his own, but before Chris can turn around to face Hans–
Flannery McCoy: FLAMING PUNCH TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! CHRIS BENDS OVER AS HE’S ABOUT TO GO DOWN, BUT HANS GRAYSON JUMPS AND FLIPS OVER HIM, CATCHING HIS HEAD AND ARMS ON THE WAY DOWN–
Jake Mercer: HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGH HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!
Stew-O: HIGH HEAT! HIGH HEAT JUST LANDED! HANS GRAYSON JUST UNLEASHED HIS ULTIMATE MANEUVER USING THE FLAMING PUNCH FOR SET UP, AND BOTH MEN ARE DOWN! HANS GRAYSON IS LYING ON TOP OF THE BACK OF CHRIS ELITE’S HEAD AS HE JUST DROVE IT DOWN INTO THE CANVAS WITH ALL OF HIS BODY WEIGHT!
Flannery McCoy: THIS HAS TO BE OVER! THE REFEREE IS CHECKING CHRIS ELITE’S HAND! HE HOLDS IT UP… AND IT DROPS!
Jake Mercer: HE PICKS IT UP A SECOND TIME AND KEEPS IT LIFTED BEFORE LETTING GO… IT DROPS AGAIN!
Stew-O: THIS IS IT! THE REFEREE LIFTS UP THE HAND OF CHRIS ELITE ONE LAST TIME AS HANS OPENS HIS EYES TO SEE! CHRIS ELITE…
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Stew-O: COULDN’T KEEP HIS HAND UP!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH… AND STIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILL! YOUR EAW INTERWIRE CHAMPION! THE FIRE HEART, HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANS! GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAYSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!
Stew-O: At the end of the day, Hans Grayson was able to retain the Interwire Championship by the skin of his teeth… and the rest of his skin too! Chris Elite put in a monstrous effort, but it was just barely not enough as Hans was able to evade his ultimate maneuver and landed his own at the last moment!
Flannery McCoy: Full props to both of these warriors for the effort they put in; I’m pretty sure they both need some intense medical attention right now, though! Even though he didn’t get the title, I don’t think anyone can honestly say that Chris Elite isn’t able to hang with the best of them from this generation, because he just proved them wrong with that incredible performance!
Jake Mercer: No matter what, though, tonight is for the GRAYSONITES! HE RETAINED, LET’S GOOOOOOOOOO!
(The referee helps Hans Grayson up to his feet as the Fire Heart, with his crimson mask dripping onto the canvas, lifts his championship up for the world to see. The video feed fades on his triumphant image.)
(A commercial plays for The Last Stand, airing live on November 2nd!)
(House of Glass returns as the next match graphic is seen flashing across the screen, with the crowd erupting into thunderous cheers as it’s shown.)
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(The camera then goes over to show Stephie Love standing at ringside, with the ring canvas showered in glass shards as she begins to speak.)
Stephie Love: The following is a 10,000 SHARDS MATCH!!! AND IT’S A CONTEST SCHEDULED FOR…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(‘When Darkness Falls’ by Killswitch Engage begins to blast through the speakers of the arena as the crowd erupts into thunderous boos. The camera pans over to show Drake King as he is seen slowly making his way out from the backstage area. He has a snarl on his face as he looks around at the displeased fans in attendance here tonight. He shakes his head as he then begins to make his way down the ramp and toward the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first… residing in The Dead Sea… weighing in at 220 pounds… HE IS ‘GOD’… DRAKE KING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: The story begins at Territorial Invasion, where the reunited New Eden was representing Friday Night Dynasty in their Wargames endeavors. Ultimately, it would not pan out very well as Joso would throw a wrench in their plans, but Drake King in particularly wasn’t very happy about all of this. He shifted the blame onto his teammates for this, ultimately blaming his opponent tonight for ever trying to play peacekeeper and get them all on the same page.
Flannery McCoy: Could you say he overreacted? Perhaps that’s the case, but from that point on Drake has done some absolutely heinous things, which has led us to tonight in what is bound to be an absolutely brutal match. Drake King has of course been apart of some of the most vicious and sadistic matches that we’ve ever seen in Elite Answers Wrestling, and knowing how deeply personal this is for him, he’s not goingto stop until he walks out of this with a win.
Jake Mercer: Needless to say, I think we’re going to be in for a really long ride. Knowing them, they’re not going to stop until one of them wins or one of them is dead. I’m really hoping that it’s not a latter, we’ve gone so long since the last death on Friday Night Dynasty I would really like to make sure that it stays that way. :lupe:
(‘Blood, Milk & Sky’ by White Zombie then begins to play through the speakers, as the crowd begins to cheer loudly for Minerva who is seen making her way out. She clenches her rose between her teeth before taking it out of her mouth and dropping it down to the ground. She doesn’t bear the usual theatrics that she comes to the ring with, instead staring daggers into a very calm and collected Drake King as she storms down the ramp.)
Stephie Love: And his opponent… from Bucharest, Romania… weighing in at 122 pounds… SHE IS THE ‘BLACK ROSE’… MINERVA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: As for Minerva, I think it’s clear that even after everything that occurred she was still trying to see the good in a man like Drake King, ultimately we found out now that where his heart is lies a dark void of malice and intent. After he beat her bloodied backstage, I think it certainly allowed her to see Drake as the man that he truly is, and it’s the person that she’s resented for years on end now. The man who has tortured her at every single juncture, every single opportunity that he got.
Flannery McCoy: But now she is hoping that it all comes to a head right here and now, at House of Glass she is going to be the one to end Drake King just like he tried to do to her. This is not going to be for the faint of heart, both of them are not just coming out here tonight to settle the score, they’re looking to be the last person standing, figuratively and literally.
Jake Mercer: Guys, this is really scaring me. I don’t want a death to happen on our Marquee Event. Please don’t let this happen. :noah:
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: The bell has rung and-
Flannery McCoy: ‘GUILLOTINE’!
Jake Mercer: DRAKE KING JUST SHOT OUT OF THE CORNER AND NAILED MINERVA WITH THE SICK KICK! SHE DIDN’T EVEN GET A CHANCE TO PROCESS WHAT WAS GOING ON AND SHE GOT TAKEN OUT AS SHE LANDED BACK FIRST ON THE SHARDS OF GLASS! DRAKE QUICKLY DROPS DOWN AND GOES FOR THE PIN! IS THIS GOING TO BE OVER?! JUST LIKE THAT?!
OOONNNEEE!!!
Stew-O: WHAT?! MINERVA JUST KICKED OUT AT ONE!
(Drake immediately shoots up after the kickout, looking shocked that his finisher didn’t even come close to ending this match. Minerva winces in pain as she slowly sits up, slightly stunned as she shakes it off and glares at Drake.)
Drake King: (Off-Mic) Hi.
Flannery McCoy: MINERVA PUSHES HERSELF FORWARD AND TACKLES HERSELF ONTO DRAKE! SHE THEN BEGINS TO SLAM PUNCHES REPEATEDLY AGAINST HIS FACE AS HE’S DOING EVERYTHING THAT HE CAN RIGHT NOW TO BLOCK THE ATTEMPTS WHILE HE HAS THE OPPORTUNITY! BUT MINERVA IS SEEING RED! SHE’S ABSOLUTELY LIVID RIGHT NOW AS SHE CONTINUES TO BATTER HIM REPEATEDLY!
Jake Mercer: MINERVA GRABS DRAKE BY THE HEAD… BEFORE SLAMMING THE BACK OF HIS HEAD DOWN ONTO THE CANVAS! THE GLASS SHARDS PIERCE INTO HIM AS THE BACK OF DRAKE’S HEAD SURELY HAS TO BE CUT OPEN RIGHT NOW! MINERVA THEN GRABS HIM AGAIN… BEFORE SLAMMING HIM DOWN A SECOND TIME, DRAKE GIVES A CRY OF PAIN WHILE HE DOES! THAT CERTAINLY HAS TO BE MUSIC TO HER EARS RIGHT NOW AS MINERVA LOOKS TO BE REACHING OUT TO SOMETHING!
Stew-O: SHE GRABS A HOLD OF ONE OF THE GLASS SHARDS, AND SHE’S LOOKING TO STAB IT AGAINST THE FACE OF DRAKE KING RIGHT NOW!
(Minerva strikes downward, but immediately Drake shoots up and grabs a hold of her hand, trying to force her backward and get himself out of the situation that he is currently in right now. Minerva is absolutely livid as she continues to apply pressure, but Drake isn’t having it.)
Flannery McCoy: DRAKE MOVES HIS HEAD OUT OF THE WAY AS MINERVA STABS THE SHARD INTO THE CANVAS, HE THEN GRABS HER BY THE HEAD BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A HEADBUTT RIGHT AGAINST HER SKULL! Minerva releases as she’s forced to stagger back, but almost immediately Drake is up to his feet as he sets her up… BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A SUPERKICK AGAINST THE JAW!
Jake Mercer: Minerva dips down to a kneeling position, barely managing to keep herself upward as I’m sure those glass shards are digging into her knee right now, but Drake already has seized hold of her by the head and is bringing her back up to her feet, lifting her into a Powerbomb position… AS HE RUSHES FORWARD AND GOES FOR A BUCKLE BOMB STRAIGHT INTO THE TURNBUCKLE PADDING-
Stew-O: BUT THAT DOESN’T HAPPEN! MINERVA BEGINS TO SEND STRIKES REPEATEDLY DOWN ONTO THE TOP OF HIS HEAD! DRAKE IS TRYING HIS BEST TO HOLD ON RIGHT NOW BUT MINERVA IS MAKING SURE THAT WHATEVER HE HAS IN MIND DOESN’T GO INTO EFFECT! DRAKE STAGGERS FORWARD BUT THAT GIVES MINERVA THE OPPORTUNITY TO PULL HERSELF AWAY AND REST ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!
Flannery McCoy: Drake is forced to release her as he goes for a strike toward her head… BUT IT’S MINERVA WHO CONNECTS WITH A KICK STRAIGHT TO HIS FACE TO FORCE HIM BACKWARD! Minerva then positions herself on the top turnbuckle, as it looks like she’s about to fly right now and take him down to the ground…
Jake Mercer: BUT BEFORE SHE CAN, IT’S DRAKE WHO GRABS HER BY THE LEG AND YANKS HER OFF THE TOP ROPE! MINERVA LANDS BACK FIRST ONTO THE GLASS SHARDS AS SHE GIVES A CRY OF PAIN! DRAKE THEN IMMEDIATELY MAKES HIS WAY OVER AS HE GRABS HER BY THE HEAD, HOOKING THE ARMS…
Stew-O: AS HE LOOKS TO DROP HER FACE FIRST ONTO THE GLASS WITH ‘ASCENSION’!
Flannery McCoy: BUT MINERVA SLIPS OUT OF THE PEDIGREE AS SHE SPINS AROUND AND GRABS DRAKE BY THE HEAD… BEFORE PLANTING HIM DOWN ONTO THE GROUND WITH A DDT! MINERVA IS IN A WORLD OF PAIN BUT DRAKE GETS SPIKED ONTO THE GLASS SHARDS AND COMPLETELY WIPED OUT! MINERVA THEN ROLLS HIM OVER AND HOOKS THE LEG!
OOONNNEEE!!!
Jake Mercer: BUT DRAKE KICKS OUT BEFORE THE TWO COUNT! Both of them have a ways to go before they can call it quits in this match, but by the looks of things Minerva seems pretty satisfied to have shifted the odds right about now. It doesn’t seem like she can do much more though, as Drake is rolling himself through the glass, fighting through the pain as he goes under the bottom rope and down onto the ringside area.
Stew-O: Drake is certainly hurt right now as he’s doing whatever he can in order to catch his breath. But Minerva is hot on his tail as she rolls out of the ring himself, making her way over as she grabs him by the head and brings him up to his feet…
Flannery McCoy: BUT WHILE SHE DOES THAT, DRAKE TAKES ONE OF THE GLASS SHARDS FROM INSIDE OF THE RING AND STABS HER AGAINST THE KNEECAP! MINERVA DROPS DOWN TO THE GROUND AS SHE CLENCHES HER WOUND IN PAIN, AND IT SEEMS LIKE DRAKE ALREADY HAS A PLAN IN PLACE! HE MAKES HIS WAY OVER AND PRESSES HIS HAND AGAINST HER HEAD…
Jake Mercer: AND TAKES THE GLASS SHARD AS HE BEGINS TO DRAG IT ACROSS HER FOREHEAD! BLOOD IS BEGINNING TO POUR PROFUSELY AS MINERVA IS SCREAMING IN PAIN RIGHT NOW, WAVING HER HANDS AROUND AND DOING WHATEVER HE CAN TO ESCAPE, BUT JUST LOOK AT THE SADISTIC LOOK ON THE FACE OF DRAKE KING RIGHT NOW! HE’S OUT FOR BLOOD AND HE’S GOING TO DO ANYTHING TO MAKE SURE THAT HE GETS HIS WAY RIGHT NOW!
Stew-O: Drake finally relents as he makes his way backward, dropping that shard down to the ground which is just dripping with Minerva’s blood. He then turns around and begins to go under the ring apron, and it doesn’t look like he’s entirely satisfied with doing just that right now. He wants to look for something more, something that will ultimately push him further ahead in this match than he already is.
(Drake ultimately reaches out for something, as he pulls out a chain. With a smirk on his face, he takes it and begins to wrap it around his hand, balling it into a fist as he then turns around and eyes Minerva who is slowly crawling away.)
Flannery McCoy: Minerva seems to be headed over to the timekeeper’s area right now, trying her best to create some distance before this gets out of hand. But as you can see Drake has his eyes on her, as he makes his way over and grabs her before bringing her up to her feet… TURNING HER AROUND AS HE USES THAT CHAIN TO CONNECT ACROSS HER FACE-
(DING!)
Jake Mercer: BUT MINERVA JUST SNATCHED THE RING BELL AS SHE USES THAT TO CONNECT RIGHT ACROSS THE FACE OF DRAKE! DRAKE KING STAGGERS BACK AS HE DROPS DOWN TO A KNEELING POSITION…
(DING!)
Stew-O: AND MINERVA CONNECTS WITH THE RING BELL AGAIN BEFORE DROPPING IT RIGHT DOWN TO THE GROUND NEXT TO HIM!
(Drake is busted open as a large cut is seen across his forehead where Minerva connected with the shot. She doesn’t seem done though, as she grabs a hold of the front of the announcer’s table and begins to dismantle it, wiping it clean.)
Flannery McCoy: This doesn’t seem very good right now, as Minerva seems to be setting up the announcer’s table with the sole intention of putting Drake through it right now. She turns around and grabs Drake by the head before dragging him up… AND SLAMMING HIM FACE FIRST AGAINST THE TABLE! She then heaves him upward as he lays him down flat on the table. Minerva has eyes on her target as she begins to make her way onto the table herself, grabbing Drake and beginning to bring him back up to his feet…
Jake Mercer: AS SHE SETS HIM UP FOR ‘ATLAS FALLS’ THROUGH THE ANNOUNCERS TABLE-
Stew-O: BUT DRAKE DOESN’T CAVE IN! HE DROPS HIS WEIGHT BEFORE SLAMMING HIS FIST AGAINST THE ABDOMEN OF MINERVA! NOT LOOKING TO GIVE IN FOR A SECOND! DRAKE THEN DROPS DOWN OFF OF THE ANNOUNCER’S TABLE BEFORE GRABBING MINERVA’S LEG… AS HE SWEEPS HER DOWN, MINERVA LANDS HARD ON THE TOP OF THE ANNOUNCER’S TABLE!
Flannery McCoy: Drake doesn’t seem very pleased with that just yet, as he seems to be making his way over back to the ring. He climbs up onto the apron and now looks to be making his way up the turnbuckles and onto the top rope. This is a very high-risk, high-reward situation right now and Drake looks to be taking absolute advantage of what is in front of him right now. Minerva hasn’t moved an inch, and this is the perfect opportunity for the EAW Hall of Famer to take flight…
Jake Mercer: AS HE LAUNCHES THROUGH THE AIR AND LOOKS TO PUT MINERVA THROUGH THE TABLE WITH A FROG SPLASH!
(CRASH!)
Stew-O: BUT MINERVA MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! JUST IN TIME, SHE ROLLS OFF OF THE TABLE AND DOWN TO SAFETY AS DRAKE KING CRASHES AND BURNS RIGHT IN FRONT OF US! HE’S COMPLETELY OUT, AND MINERVA SEES EXACTLY WHERE THIS IS GOING TO END UP LEADING!
Flannery McCoy: SHE GRABS A HOLD OF DRAKE AND ROLLS HIM INTO THE RING AS SHE MAKES HER WAY BACK INSIDE AS WELL! SHE THEN SWOOPS IN AS DRAKE STAGGERS BACK UP TO HIS FEET, AND THAT GIVES HER THE PERFECT OPPORTUNITY TO CAPITALIZE ON THIS SITUATION!
Jake Mercer: AS SHE STEPS FORWARD AND CONNECTS WITH A SUPERKICK AGAINST HIS JAW! ‘THE DEVIL’S TOUCH’ CONNECTS! BUT THAT ISN’T ENOUGH FOR MINERVA! SHE KEEPS A HOLD OF HIM AS SHE PULLS HIM IN!
Stew-O: GOING FOR A SECOND ATTEMPT AT ‘ATLAS FALLS’ TO TAKE HIM DOWN!
Flannery McCoy: BUT THIS TIME IT’S DRAKE WHO MANAGES TO PUSH HIMSELF AWAY AS HE GRABS A HOLD OF HER BY THE HEAD, ROLLING HER INTO A INSIDE CRADLE PIN ATTEMPT! THE REFEREE BEGINS THE COUNT AS HE CATCHES MINERVA COMPLETELY OFF GUARD!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Jake Mercer: BUT MINERVA MANAGES TO KICK OUT! SHE RISES BACK UP TO HER FEET AS SHE MAKES HER WAY OVER-
Stew-O: BUT DRAKE MANAGES TO SHOOT UP AS WELL AS HE LEAPS INTO THE AIR AND ATTEMPTS ‘JUDGMENT DAY’ TO MINERVA!
Flannery McCoy: BUT MINERVA MANAGES TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY OF THAT AS SHE SWEEPS THE LEG AND DROPS DRAKE ONTO THE GLASS SHARDS! MINERVA THEN TURNS AROUND AND RUNS TOWARD THE CORNER…
Jake Mercer: AS SHE LEAPS INTO THE AIR AND GOES FOR THE ‘HELL’S BELLS’! THE ARABIAN PRESS TO CRUSH DRAKE UNDERNEATH HER!
Stew-O: JUST FOR DRAKE TO ROLL OUT OF THE WAY AS MINERVA LANDS STOMACH FIRST ONTO THE GLASS SHARDS! DRAKE MANAGES TO AVOID IT JUST IN TIME AS MINERVA LANDS HARD ON THE GROUND! DRAKE THEN TAKES A STEP BACK AS HE RUSHES FORWARD!
Flannery McCoy: GOING FOR A SECOND ATTEMPT AT ‘JUDGMENT DAY’!
(…)
Jake Mercer: BUT MINERVA JUST TOOK ONE OF THE GLASS SHARDS AND DROVE IT STRAIGHT INTO THE ABDOMEN OF DRAKE KING! DRAKE STOPS IN HIS TRACKS AS HE DOUBLES OVER, DROPPING DOWN TO A KNEE IN ABSOLUTE AGONY! THIS GIVES MINERVA THE OPPORTUNITY TO GRAB A HOLD OF HIM BY THE HEAD AND PULL HIM IN! AS SHE LIFTS HIM UP INTO THE AIR!
Stew-O: ‘ATLAS FALLS’!
(…)
Flannery McCoy: CONNECTS! IT CONNECTS! DRAKE IS DOWN ON THE GROUND AND THAT GIVES MINERVA THE CHANCE TO SLOWLY MAKE HER WAY OVER! SHE’S BLEEDING PROFUSELY AND IN AGONIZING PAIN BUT SHE KNOWS THAT THIS IS EXACTLY THE OPPORTUNITY THAT SHE NEEDED RIGHT NOW!
Jake Mercer: SHE MANAGES TO THROW HER ARM OVER DRAKE AS SHE PINS HIS SHOULDERS DOWN TO THE MAT! COULD THIS BE THE END OF THE MATCH RIGHT HERE?!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
Stew-O: BUT DRAKE MANAGES TO KICK OUT JUST IN THE NICK OF TIME! HE BARELY MANAGES TO GET HIMSELF OUT OF TROUBLE AS THIS MATCH CONTINUES! MINERVA LOOKS ASTOUNDED RIGHT NOW!
Flannery McCoy: But she knows that this isn’t just anyone. She’s been through enough with Drake King to know exactly how resilient he is in the face of adversity, it’s why he’s at the status that he is currently. Neither of them are going to give an inch, it’s just a matter of who’s going to take that next step in this match and finish the job.
Jake Mercer: Both of them have already hit their finishers to absolutely no avail, and it looks like Minerva is running through all the possible options right now as she seizes a hold of Drake… before throwing him through the middle rope and out of the ring! Drake takes a hard tumble toward the ringside area as blood splatters everywhere! Both of them are stained in crimson red right now and it looks like this is only just the beginning.
Stew-O: Minerva makes her way over and grabs Drake… BUT DRAKE IMMEDIATELY TAKES THAT CHAIN FROM EARLIER AND SWINGS FOR THE FENCES!
Flannery McCoy: MINERVA MANAGES TO AVOID THAT THOUGH AS SHE DUCKS UNDER, GRABBING A HOLD OF HIM AROUND THE WAIST… BEFORE RUNNING HIM FORWARD AND DRIVING HIM SPINE FIRST AGAINST THE BARRICADE! SHE THEN SEIZES A HOLD OF HIM BY THE HAND, AND IT LOOKS LIKE SHE’S TRYING TO YANK THAT CHAIN AWAY FROM HIM BEFORE HE CAN DO ANY DAMAGE!
Jake Mercer: BUT DRAKE IS RESISTING! REFUSING TO LET GO OF IT AS HE CONTINUES TO STRUGGLE WITH MINERVA! MINERVA TRIES TO STRIKE HIM AGAINST THE FACE- BUT DRAKE MANAGES TO BLOCK IT WITH HIS FREE HAND BEFORE DRIVING HIS KNEE STRAIGHT INTO HER ABDOMEN! DRAKE MANAGES TO SNATCH HIMSELF AWAY…
(CRACK!)
Stew-O: STEPPING FORWARD AND CONNECTING WITH THE CHAIN ACROSS HER FOREHEAD! MINERVA COLLAPSES DOWN TO THE GROUND AND IT LOOKS LIKE THAT SPLIT OPEN THAT CUT ON HER FOREHEAD EVEN FURTHER!
Flannery McCoy: Drake manages to collect himself as he clutches the chain in his hand. It’s clear that he’s not in the best state right now, but he looks to continue his attack on Minerva even further. He makes his way over as he grabs a hold of Minerva’s head, dragging her back up looking to inflict even more damage…
Jake Mercer: AS HE WRAPS THE CHAIN AROUND HER NECK AND BEGINS TO STRANGLE HER! MINERVA IS REACHING HER ARMS OUT AS SHE GASPS FOR AIR, AND IT’S CLEAR SHE’S IN A TOUGH PREDICAMENT RIGHT NOW! DRAKE IS PRESSING HIS FOOT AGAINST HER SPINE, TIGHTENING THE HOLD THAT HE HAS ON HER! HE’S NOT TRYING TO WIN THIS MATCH, HE’S TRYING TO INCAPACITATE MINERVA RIGHT NOW!
Stew-O: MINERVA IS SLOWLY MANAGING TO BRING HERSELF UP TO A KNEELING POSITION, WRENCHING AT THE CHAIN AND DOING WHAT SHE CAN TO LOOSEN THE GRIP THAT HE HAS ON HER RIGHT NOW! BUT DRAKE IS ABSOLUTELY RELENTLESS! MINERVA PRESSES HER FOOT AGAINST THE RINGMAT AND PUSHES HERSELF UP TO HER FEET! DRAKE IS TRYING HIS BEST TO SUBDUE HER BUT SHE’S MANAGING TO PUT UP A FIGHT…
Flannery McCoy: AS SHE PUSHES HERSELF BACKWARD AND DRIVES DRAKE AGAINST THE RINGPOST! DRAKE’S HEAD BANGS AGAINST THE STEEL AS HE’S BARELY ABLE TO HOLD ON BUT HE’S STILL MANAGING TO KEEP A HOLD OF HER! BUT MINERVA MANAGES TO RUN HERSELF FORWARD…
Jake Mercer: BEFORE RUNNING BACKWARD AND SLAMMING DRAKE AGAINST THE RINGPOST A SECOND TIME! DRAKE DROPS DOWN TO THE GROUND AS HE CLUTCHES THE BACK OF HIS HEAD IN PAIN! MINERVA THEN LUNGES OVER AND GRABS A HOLD OF THE CHAIN HERSELF, UNRAVELING IT FROM THE HAND OF DRAKE AND BRINGING IT INTO HER POSSESSION!
Stew-O: WRAPPING IT AROUND THE THROAT OF DRAKE INSTEAD! MINERVA THEN MANAGES TO GET HERSELF UP TO A VERTICAL BASE AS SHE PRESSES HER FOOT AGAINST THE BACK OF HIS SPINE!
Flannery McCoy: AND NOW MINERVA IS BEGINNING TO STOMP DOWN REPEATEDLY ON DRAKE WITH THE CHAIN WRAPPED AROUND HIS NECK! DRAKE’S HEAD BANGS REPEATEDLY ON THE RINGPOST AS HIS BLOOD BEGINS TO SPLATTER EVERYWHERE! DRAKE IS SCREAMING IN PAIN AS MINERVA HAS HIM RIGHT WHERE SHE WANTS HIM! I THINK DRAKE IS COMPLETELY OUT RIGHT NOW!
Jake Mercer: DRAKE IS GOING COMPLETELY LIMP AS MINERVA FINALLY RELENTS, LOOSENING THE GRIP THAT SHE HAS ON HIM AND FORCING HIM TO PLOP COMPLETELY DOWN TO THE GROUND! Drake is left in a pool of his own blood on the ringmat as Minerva steps backward, collecting her ground and catching a breather. She knows that he’s primed for the taking. Drake is completely out of it right now and if he doesn’t do something soon, then this match is going to be completely over.
Stew-O: Minerva grabs a hold of him as she looks to heave him back up to his feet and roll him into the ring…
(CRACK!)
Flannery McCoy: WHAT THE?! DRAKE JUST TOOK AN OBJECT OUT FROM UNDER THE RING APRON AND SMASHED IT AGAINST THE KNEE OF MINERVA! MINERVA GIVES A CRY OF PAIN AS SHE COLLAPSES DOWN TO THE GROUND! WHAT THE HELL DOES DRAKE HAVE IN HIS HANDS?!
Jake Mercer: IT’S A METAL TOOLBOX! DRAKE JUST TOOK IT AND RAMMED IT INTO THE KNEE OF MINERVA AS A DESPERATION ACT! MINERVA IS HOBBLING AS SHE TRIES HER BEST TO RECOVER… BUT DRAKE KEEPS A HOLD OF THE TOOLBOX AS HE SMASHES IT ACROSS HER FACE A SECOND TIME! MINERVA COLLAPSES DOWN TO THE GROUND AND IT’S DRAKE WHO HAS THE UPPERHAND IN THIS SITUATION!
(Drake keeps a hold of the toolbox as he places it on the apron, opening it up as he sifts through everything, trying to look for a potential weapon that he can use. On the other hand, Minerva is dazed, doing whatever she can right now in order to recover, but it’s a tough task considering the pain that she’s going through at the moment.)
Stew-O: It seems like Drake has found a hammer, as he takes it into his hand and eyes Minerva. He turns around as he reels his arm back…
(CRACK!)
Flannery McCoy: BUT MINERVA MANAGES TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY JUST IN TIME AS DRAKE SMASHES IT AGAINST THE RINGPOST! Drake whips back as he tries to collect himself, BUT WHILE HE DOES THIS GIVES MINERVA ENOUGH TIME TO GET BACK UP TO HER FEET AND BOOT HIM RIGHT ACROSS THE FACE! Drake is hurt as he dips down to a kneeling position, BUT QUICKLY GETS BACK UP AS HE TRIES AGAIN TO HIT MINERVA WITH THE HAMMER-
Jake Mercer: BUT MINERVA MANAGES TO GRAB HIS HAND IN TIME AND TAKE IT AWAY FROM HIM! SHE YANKS IT AWAY AS THE HAMMER FALLS DOWN TO THE GROUND, AND DRAKE, IN A DAZE, IS QUICK TO MAKE HIS WAY TOWARD HER!
Stew-O: BUT MINERVA JUST REACHED OUT AND TOOK ONE OF THE GLASS SHARDS FROM INSIDE OF THE RING BEFORE STABBING IT AGAINST THE SHOULDER OF DRAKE KING! DRAKE GIVES A CRY OF PAIN AS HE COLLAPSES DOWN TO A KNEELING POSITION, AND MINERVA IS QUICK TO REACH OUT AND BEGIN TO SCAVENGE THROUGH THE TOOLBOX FOR SOMETHING THAT SHE’S GOING TO BE ABLE TO USE!
Flannery McCoy: AS SHE TAKES OUT AN ICE PICK! SHE HAS THE ICE PICK IN HAND AND SHE WASTES ZERO TIME DRIVING IT AGAINST THE FOREHEAD OF DRAKE!
Jake Mercer: DRAKE COLLAPSES DOWN TO THE GROUND, AND NOW MINERVA IS BEGINNING TO SLAM THE ICE PICK REPEATEDLY AGAINST HIS FACE! BLOOD IS FLYING EVERYWHERE AND DRAKE IS DOING EVERYTHING THAT HE CAN RIGHT NOW TO ESCAPE OUT OF THIS! BUT IT DOESN’T SEEM TO BE ANY USE AS MINERVA CONTINUES TO VIOLENTLY THRASH AT HIM AND CONTINUE TO TEAR HIM APART!
Stew-O: MINERVA THEN GRABS DRAKE AND ROLLS HIM BACK INTO THE RING AS SHE SLIDES IN HERSELF, CONTINUING TO KEEP THE ICE PICK IN HAND AS DRAKE STAGGERS BACK UP, BLINDED BY BLOOD AS HE FALLS AGAINST THE CORNER! SHE TAKES THE ICE PICK AND SWINGS IT AT HIM-
Flannery McCoy: BUT DRAKE MANAGES TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY! MINERVA STABS THE ICE PICK STRAIGHT INTO THE TURNBUCKLE PADDING AS DRAKE CONNECTS WITH A DISCUS FOREARM TO KNOCK HER DOWN TO THE GROUND! DRAKE USES THIS OPPORTUNITY TO RIP OPEN THE PADDING AND EXPOSE THE TURNBUCKLES, GRABBING MINERVA BY THE HEAD AND BRINGING HER UP TO HER FEET… BEFORE BEGINNING TO SLAM HER HEAD REPEATEDLY AGAINST THE EXPOSED TURNBUCKLES!
Jake Mercer: DRAKE IS TRYING TO DESPERATELY TURN THE TABLES KNOWING THE PRECARIOUS POSITION THAT HE’S CURRENTLY IN RIGHT NOW! AND RIGHT NOW HE’S CONTINUING TO SMASH MINERVA’S HEAD AGAINST THE TURNBUCKLES, NOT LETTING UP FOR EVEN A SECOND KNOWING WHAT MIGHT HAPPEN IF HE DOES! MINERVA FALLS LIMP AND I’M CERTAIN A MILLION THOUGHTS ARE RUNNING THROUGH DRAKE’S MIND RIGHT NOW ABOUT WHAT TO DO NEXT!
(Drake looks around for a moment while Minerva is completely down on the ground, covered in blood as she reaches out and does whatever she possibly can right now to get herself back into this match. But Drake immediately has a hold of her by the hair as he drags her toward the center of the ring, reaching down and taking a handful of glass shards into his hand.)
Stew-O: DRAKE TAKES A HANDFUL OF GLASS SHARDS AS HE BEGINS TO FORCEFULLY SHOVE IT INTO THE MOUTH OF MINERVA! MINERVA IS TRYING TO FIGHT BACK BUT SHE’S TOO WEAK IN ORDER TO DO SO! DRAKE HAS A SADISTIC LOOK ON HIS FACE AS HE CONTINUES TO PRESS THE SHARDS IN, WITH MINERVA BEING MUFFLED RIGHT NOW AS SHE STARTS TO TRICKLE BLOOD FROM HER MOUTH!
Flannery McCoy: DRAKE THEN STEPS BACK AND CONNECTS WITH A SUPERKICK TO HER JAW, FORCING THE SHARDS DEEPER INTO HER MOUTH AS SHE FALLS DOWN TO ALL FOURS! STRUGGLING TO BREATH AND IT LOOKS LIKE DRAKE IS FAR FROM DONE RIGHT HERE! HE TURNS AROUND AND RUNS TO THE ROPES AND BACK…
Jake Mercer: ‘JUDGMENT DAY’ CONNECTS AS MINERVA IS SLAMMED FACE FIRST ONTO THE GROUND WITH THE SHARDS STILL LODGED IN HER MOUTH!
Stew-O: DRAKE CONNECTS WITH THE CURB STOMP, SENDING MINERVA FACE FIRST INTO THE GLASS SHARDS AND I DON’T EVEN KNOW IF SHE’S OKAY RIGHT NOW! MINERVA IS COMPLETELY OUT OF IT AND DRAKE KNOWS THAT IF THERE IS ANYTIME TO CLOSE THIS MATCH OFF THEN IT’S RIGHT NOW! HE MAKES HIS WAY OVER AS HE HOOKS HER LEG AND GOES FOR THE PIN! IS THIS IT?!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(…)
(…)
(…)
Flannery McCoy: MINERVA JUST TOOK THE ICE PICK AND STABBED IT AGAINST THE SIDE OF DRAKE’S BODY! DRAKE GIVES A CRY OF PAIN AS HE LETS GO OF THE PIN AND QUICKLY ROLLS AWAY, SPRAWLED OUT IN PAIN ON A BED OF GLASS SHARDS AS MINERVA MANAGES TO NARROWLY ESCAPE BEFORE THE REF COULD COUNT TO THREE AND AWARD DRAKE THIS MATCH!
(Drake is in agonizing pain right now, but the same can be said for Minerva as she slowly begins to spit out glass shards from her mouth, coughing up blood while she does so. Even breathing is a stinging feeling for her, but regardless that’s not going to stop her from making sure that she comes out of this one on top. No matter how much pain she might be in, this is everything that she signed up for and she’s going to make sure that she goes through with this one way or another, even if it kills her.)
Jake Mercer: Minerva shakes herself off as she makes her way over to Drake, and it seems like at the same time Drake is beginning to will himself up to his feet. Both of them know how much they’ve managed to throw at eachother at this point, and I could only imagine the anguish that they’re going through right now as they find themselves at a stalemate.
Stew-O: HERE WE GO! MINERVA THROWS A PUNCH AT THE FACE OF DRAKE! DRAKE STAGGERS BACK BUT BARELY MANAGES TO SEND A PUNCH BACK IN RETALIATION! THEY’RE BEGINNING TO ABSOLUTELY TEE OFF ON ONE ANOTHER RIGHT NOW! GOING BACK AND FORTH! MINERVA! DRAKE! MINERVA! DRAKE! MINERVA! DRAKE! MINERVA!
Flannery McCoy: BUT DRAKE MANAGES TO BREAK THROUGH AS HE GRABS A HOLD OF HER BY THE HEAD AND DRIVES HIS KNEE STRAIGHT INTO HER ABDOMEN! DRAKE THEN GRABS A HOLD OF HER BY THE WRIST AND SENDS HER INTO AN IRISH WHIP… BUT MINERVA MANAGES TO TURN IT AROUND AS SHE SENDS DRAKE INTO AN IRISH WHIP INSTEAD… BUT DRAKE REBOUNDS AND IMMEDIATELY LEAPS INTO THE AIR AS HE TAKES HER DOWN WITH A SLINGBLADE!
Jake Mercer: MINERVA LANDS BACKFIRST ONTO THE GLASS SHARDS AS THEY CONTINUE TO DIG INTO THE WOUNDS THAT SHE SURELY ALREADY HAS! DRAKE THEN SEES AN OPPORTUNITY HERE AS HE MAKES HIS WAY UP TO THE TOP ROPE AND HAS HIS EYES SET, NOT WASTING ANYTIME HERE…
Stew-O: AS HE LEAPS OFF AND GOES FOR A PHOENIX SPLASH!
Flannery McCoy: BUT JUST IN TIME, MINERVA RUSHES TOWARD THE ROPES AND RATTLES THEM SO DRAKE LOSES HIS BALANCE! HE STUMBLES DOWNWARD BACK ONTO THE CANVAS AS THIS GIVES MINERVA AN OPPORTUNITY TO LUNGE FORWARD AND GRAB A HOLD OF HIM BY THE HEAD!
Jake Mercer: AS SHE GOES FOR ‘TWILIGHT’! THE INVERTED HEADLOCK ELBOW DROP!
Stew-O: BUT DRAKE MANAGES TO SPIN OUT OF IT! AS HE KICKS MINERVA IN THE ABDOMEN AND PULLS HER IN FOR AN ‘ASCENSION’ ATTEMPT!
Flannery McCoy: BUT MINERVA MANAGES TO PULL HERSELF AWAY FROM THAT AS SHE USES THIS OPPORTUNITY TO LEAP INTO THE AIR AND GO FOR ‘THE DEVIL’S TOUCH’ SUPERKICK STRAIGHT TO HIS FACE!
Jake Mercer: BUT DRAKE MANAGES TO DUCK UNDER THAT AS HE GOES UNDER AND LIFTS HER OFF THE GROUND AND ONTO HIS SHOULDERS! IT LOOKS LIKE HE’S ABOUT TO GO FOR THE BUCKLE BOMB AGAIN!
Stew-O: BUT MINERVA DOESN’T LET IT HAPPEN! SHE WAS HIDING A GLASS SHARD WHICH SHE USED TO STAB BETWEEN DRAKE’S EYES! DRAKE SHIELDS HIS FACE AS HE RELEASES THE POWERBOMB POSITION, QUICKLY STAGGERING AWAY WHICH GIVES MINERVA THE OPPORTUNITY TO RECOVER! MINERVA KEEPS THE SHARD IN HAND AS SHE MAKES HER WAY OVER AND LOOKS TO CAPITALIZE ON THIS SITUATION!
Flannery McCoy: BUT ALMOST IMMEDIATELY IT’S DRAKE WHO MANAGES TO STEP FORWARD AND CONNECT WITH A SUPERKICK TO THE FACE! DRAKE THEN TURNS AROUND AS HE RUNS TO THE ROPES AND BACK…
Jake Mercer: GOING FOR A ‘GUILLOTINE’ ATTEMPT OUT OF NOWHERE-
Stew-O: BUT MINERVA MANAGES TO SIDESTEP OUT OF THE WAY OF THAT AS DRAKE LANDS BACKFIRST AGAINST THE GLASS SHARDS! HE GIVES A CRY OF PAIN AS HE DESPERATELY TRIES TO ROLL AWAY BEFORE IT CAN END UP GETTING THE BETTER OF HIM! BUT MINERVA HAS HER EYES SET AS SHE KEEPS A HOLD OF THE SHARD!
Flannery McCoy: STABBING IT AGAINST THE BACK OF DRAKE KING! DRAKE IS HURT AND IT LOOKS LIKE HE’S FROZEN IN PLACE RIGHT NOW! KNOWING THAT IF HE MOVES HE’S ONLY GOING TO MAKE MATTERS WORSE WITH THIS ASSAULT THAT’S BEING INFLICTED UPON HIM RIGHT NOW! BUT MINERVA RIPS THE SHARD OUT FROM DRAKE AS SHE HAS HER EYES SET!
Jake Mercer: AS SHE TAKES IT AND BEGINS TO DRAG IT ACROSS HIS BACK! DRAKE GIVES A CRY OF PAIN BUT THERE’S NOTHING THAT HE CAN DO, MINERVA IS KEEPING HIM IN PLACE AS BLOOD CONTINUES TO PROFUSELY POUR OUT, MEANWHILE THE SHARDS ALREADY ON THE CANVAS CONTINUE TO DIG DEEPER AND DEEPER INTO HIS SKIN! DRAKE IS BARELY EVEN CONSCIOUS AT THIS POINT!
(After sometime, Minerva finally rips the glass shard away and drops it down to the ground, it being completely covered in blood. Drake isn’t moving as present on his back is a big X which Minerva drew into his skin. Despite the sadistic manner that she did so, she bears a smirk on her face, knowing that this is everything that he deserved.)
Stew-O: Drake is barely moving, but it certainly looks like he’s trying. Despite everything that he’s gone through, it doesn’t seem like he wants to let Minerva get the last laugh. But it looks like Minerva really is not going to give him much of a choice right now. She begins to set him up and look to hit him with the killing blow, and right now Drake is slowly bringing himself up to the perfect position to do so…
Flannery McCoy: MINERVA LEAPS INTO THE AIR AND CONNECTS WITH A CURB STOMP OF HER OWN! SHE RETURNS THE FAVOR TO DRAKE AND NAILS HIM WITH HIS OWN FINISHING MOVE!
Jake Mercer: DRAKE IS OUT OF IT AS MINERVA COLLAPSES DOWN TO THE GROUND HIMSELF! SHE’S IN COMPLETE PAIN RIGHT NOW AND SHE IS DOING EVERYTHING THAT SHE CAN RIGHT NOW TO ROLL HIM ONTO HIS BACK! SHE THEN BEGINS TO HOOK THE LEG AND GO FOR THE PIN! IS THIS GOING TO BE IT?! IS THIS INSULT TO INJURY GOING TO BE ENOUGH TO KEEP DRAKE KING DOWN FOR GOOD?!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(…)
(…)
(…)
Stew-O: NO! DRAKE MANAGES TO KICK OUT! HE SHOOTS THE SHOULDER UP JUST IN TIME AND MINERVA CAN’T BELIEVE IT RIGHT NOW! EVERYTHING THAT SHE’S THROWN AT HIM, AND DRAKE KING STILL ISN’T GIVING IN!
(Drake is completely out of it and hasn’t moved beyond kicking out of the pin attempt, and Minerva is looking around right now, and she can’t believe what is happening right now. She slowly rises up to her feet, completely angered by everything that has gone down right now.)
Flannery McCoy: Minerva is not wasting anytime right now, she knows if there’s any opportunity to take Drake down for good, it’s right now. Drake is barely moving right now, but still manages to do enough to get up to his feet himself. She has her eyes set right now as she looks to close Drake King off right now!
Jake Mercer: AS SHE LUNGES FORWARD AND GOES FOR ‘THE STIR OF ECHOES’! THIS IS HER ULTRA FINISHER!
Stew-O: BUT BEFORE SHE CAN FULLY GO FOR THE IRON CLAW, DRAKE MANAGES TO BITE DOWN ON HER HAND! MINERVA GIVES A CRY OF PAIN AS DRAKE SPINS AROUND AND GRABS A HOLD OF HER, HOOKING HER BY THE ARM!
Flannery McCoy: AS HE LIFTS HER OFF OF THE GROUND AND CONNECTS WITH ‘CROWN OF THORNS’! THE HALF-NELSON BACKBREAKER CONNECTS, COMPLETELY DROPPING HER DOWN TO THE GROUND AND THIS COULD BE THE CHANCE THAT HE NEEDS TO END THIS RIGHT NOW!
Jake Mercer: But he isn’t…?
(Drake, with a pained expression on his face, slowly begins to roll out under the bottom rope and out of the ring. He goes under the ring and begins to dig under there, reaching out and retrieving something out from under there.)
Stew-O: Drake has seemingly grabbed a black bag out from under the ring and he seems to be making his way into the ring. I have absolutely no clue what he might have in there, but it seems like he has a plan and looks to execute it-
Flannery McCoy: BLACK MIST!
Jake Mercer: MINERVA WITH ‘THE DARK’ STRAIGHT TO THE FACE OF DRAKE TO TAKE HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! HE DROPS THE BAG DOWN TO THE GROUND AND IS COMPLETELY BLINDED BY THIS! MINERVA THEN STEPS FORWARD AS SHE CONNECTS WITH ‘THE DEVIL’S TOUCH’ STRAIGHT ACROSS THE FACE OF DRAKE!
Stew-O: DRAKE BARELY MANAGES TO KEEP HIMSELF UP, AS MINERVA SNATCHES HIM BY THE HEAD AND BEGINS TO SET HIM UP!
(Drake manages to yank himself away, staggering backward and falling down to a kneeling position as he holds his hands out, beginning to utter out a couple words.)
Drake King: (Off-Mic) Wait… stop…
Minerva: (Off-Mic) And why should I?
Drake King: (Off-Mic) I’m… I’m…
(Drake shakes his head as he spits out blood from his mouth.)
Drake King: I’m sorry…
Crowd: :krabs:!!!
(Minerva stares at Drake in bewilderment, not believing for a second what she’s hearing right now as this match reaches its culmination.)
Minerva: (Off-Mic) You’re full of shit, Drake.
(Drake’s eyes begin to widen, and as he runs his hands through his face, smudging the blood that continues to pour down… he suddenly begins to laugh.)
Minerva: …
Drake King: You’re right…
Flannery McCoy: MINERVA LUNGES AT DRAKE!
Jake Mercer: BUT THAT OPENING GAVE DRAKE ENOUGH TIME TO DIG INTO HIS BAG AND PULL OUT WHATEVER OBJECT HE HAD IN THERE…
Stew-O: AS HE DRIVES THE **BRANDING IRON** STRAIGHT INTO THE SHOULDER OF MINERVA!
Flannery McCoy: MINERVA’S SKIN BEGINS TO SEAR AS SHE DROPS DOWN TO A KNEE, CRYING IN AGONY! DRAKE KING USES THE SAME BRANDING IRON THAT HE USED TO COMPLETELY SHATTER NEW EDEN, AS MINERVA IS COMPLETELY DEFENSELESS RIGHT NOW!
Jake Mercer: DRAKE DROPS THE BRANDING IRON DOWN TO THE GROUND AS MINERVA’S SKIN BUBBLES ON HER SHOULDER! AND HE IMMEDIATELY REACHES FOR SOMETHING AND BEGINS TO LIFT HIS LEG UP!
(Drake grabs a hold of the chain from earlier, beginning to wrap it around his leg while eyeing Minerva, who’s frozen in absolutely unbearable pain right now, doing everything that she can to collect herself, but it’s clear that Drake at this moment… has just gotten the better of hert.)
Stew-O: ## ‘BOOK OF DRISTIANITY’ AS DRAKE CONNECTS WITH THE PUNT KICK USING THE CHAIN WRAPPED AROUND HIS LEG!
Flannery McCoy: MINERVA IS COMPLETELY OUT OF IT, AND DRAKE IS GOING TO STEAL THIS VICTORY AWAY AS HE DROPS DOWN AND GOES FOR THE PIN! NOT LIKE THIS!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
(…)
(…)
(…)
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘When Darkness Falls’ begins to play through the speakers as the crowd has been shocked into stunned silence about what they just witnessed. An absolutely bloodied Drake King slowly pushes himself off of the body of an unconscious Minerva, as he slowly begins to rise up to his feet, with the smallest smirk present on his face through the unbearable pain that he’s certainly going through right now. Officials quickly swarm the ring, checking on both Elitists as they begin to nurse their injuries, but Drake is quick to shove them away, looking to relish his victory in the moment without any distractions.)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner… DRAKE KING!!!!!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: Wow…
Stew-O: I can’t believe what I just witnessed…
Flannery McCoy: It took a lot, but somehow, someway, Drake King stands tall and manages to get the last laugh. It was apparent that both of them were not looking to leave without a victory, and were going to do everything possible to lay it all on the line while they had the opportunity. But when it all came down to it, Drake managed to stun Minerva into psychological shock, and use that advantage to put the nail in the coffin once and for all.
Jake Mercer: If there’s one thing that we can say about Drake King, it’s that he’s a master of mindgames. He can do anything to get in the head of whoever he’s facing, and with someone he’s had so much history with in Minerva, it was only inevitable that he had a plan to put an end to this match. Using the small opportunity he had, he used the same branding iron which he used three years ago to end New Eden to end Minerva here tonight. But knowing how everything went down, I’d like to believe this is far from over. :lupe:
Stew-O: Well time can only tell for sure. But right now, it’s Drake King who manages to walk out of the carnage as the victor. Is it right to say congratulations right now…?
Flannery McCoy: Yeah… congratulations to Drake…
(The last shot seen is Drake slowly rolling himself out of the ring, slowly limping himself up the ramp while officials continue to trail him, desperately trying to check up on him. Meanwhile, Minerva is still completely out cold, as doctors begin to flag down a stretcher so she can be brought out of here. Drake King turns around on the stage, gingerly spreading his arms out as blood continues to drip down him while House of Glass fades out to elsewhere.)
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(Yeah, we know. He won the match.)
(A commercial plays for Tekken 8, the superior fighting game that was released this year. :troll~4:)
(The final matchcard of the evening is shown on screen.)
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(Back at ringside, the fans are all on the edge of their seats. Stephie Love is seen in the ring, the Glass Wallz structuring right above her before she carries on with the last announcements of the night.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, the following main event bout is scheduled for… ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL! (in e minor Egyptian)
Stephie Love: Aaaaaand it is a Glass Wallz match for the EAW World Heavyweight Championship!
(The lights go dim as the titantron flashes to life. Triumphant music plays, displaying the history fo the King of Elite tournament and its winners. Notable past winners are highlighted, including Theron Nikolas, Malcolm Jones, Visual Prophet, Kassidy Heart, Andre Walker, Adam Lucas, and of course, this year’s winner: Joso.)
(In fact, the shot focuses on Joso sitting on a gold throne, donning a crown before he smirks and winks for the camera.)
Joso: (on screen) I don’t miss.
(Joso stands, and as he takes the crown off of his head, it materializes into the EAW World Heavyweight Championship. Not the actual one, but rather, a somewhat dissolved, pixelated version hovering above his hands. The particles of the title then fade up into the sky, and it turns a shade of gold, before the shot focuses on Joso one more time before the brief scene ends.)
(Then, ‘No Messiah’ by Bad Wolves play. The rock track blares out, featuring the band itself live and in the flesh, performing the track. Soon, dancers and performers come out, wearing ancient Egyptian garb, dancing along before a group of people walk out, hoisting up a throne.)
(And it’s none other than Joso in it.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, the challenger! From Bronx, New York, weighing in tonight at 206 pounds, he is the current King of Elite… JOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Stew-O: And what an entrance here from Joso, making a grand presence known as the biggest match of his career is upon us!
Jake Mercer: It is elaborate, but he better be just as extra with his own in-ring performance, because he’s going to need to be at the absolute top of his game when it comes to facing the champion tonight. He’s never had it easy in his career, but this is a different ballgame he’s stepping into, and when you’re dealing with someone as dominant as Myles, you cannot get lost in the pomp and splendor of this opportunity.
Flannery McCoy: But this is Joso we’re talking about, Jake. The man has consistently thrived under pressure. He’s proven time and time again that he’s not just all flash—he’s got the substance to back it up. Tonight, he’s looking to ascend to that next level and become the new World Heavyweight Champion. This entrance shows us that he’s not just here to compete; he’s here to conquer, and who knows? Perhaps this could be the beginning of Joso definitively cementing himself by taking down one of the greatest of all time.
(No pressure or nerves are seen as Joso’s throne is brought done and he steps off of it. He takes off his robe and sets aside his crown, showing off the gold-themed attire he has. He gets in the ring, steps in the middle, and does his signature pose, confident as can be. As the live performance of ‘No Messiah’ ends, the fans cheer.)
(Then, ‘Enemy Strike’ by Yuki Hayashi hits. The fans are loud as ever, continuing to cheer, before Myles comes on out himself. However, the challenger isn’t the only one who is adorning something special.)
(He dons a long-flowing coat, reminiscent of Dracule Mihawk, the world’s strongest swordsman and part of the Seven Warlords of the Sea. A focused look is plastered on his face, and the EAW World Heavyweight Championship glimmers around his waist. He stands on stage, taking in this moment before he heads down to the ring, staring straight at Joso.)
Stephie Love: And his opponent, the champion! From Melbourne, Australia, weighing in tonight at 225 pounds, he is the current EAW World Heavyweight Champion and EAW Hall of Famer… The Unparalleled, Undisputed, Unrivaled…. MYYYYYYYLEEEEEES!
Stew-O: An indefatigable spirit, Myles has been a cornerstone for EAW for years. This third world title reign of his has easily been his best one, which says a lot considering he has *more* than elevated the previous two times he held the EAW World Championship, but Myles is at the absolute peak of his career. With him on the cusp of shattering even more milestones, will tonight be the night his reign ends, or will he continue with his unbridled path of dominance?
Jake Mercer: The EAW Universe seems split, but it would not come as a surprise to me if Myles endures this match because… well, he’s *Myles*. Do I need to elaborate?
Flannery McCoy: No, his name speaks for itself. One of the best of all time. Undisputed. And ever since he won that title at Road to Redemption last year, he has been nothing short of on top of his game. While many are rooting for Joso to win tonight, there are those expecting for Myles to secure another title defense underneath his belt, and for good reason. Still, this match is going to be intense, fitting for Glass Wallz.
(Myles gets in the ring, unclasps the title, and raises it up high, his eyes never wavering from Joso. Both men look at one another.)
Stew-O: Honestly, both Elitists have strong cases for winning here. When it comes to Joso and being King of Elite, he is the sixteenth winner of the prestigious single-elimination tournament. Out of the sixteen who have won, eleven have won their title matches, two lost theirs, and two lost their crowns before they were able to challenge for any world championship, with those two being Knocka and Power, who lost to MaK and Captain Charisma, respectively.
Stew-O: As for the ones who lost their world title matches, they were Robbie V—
Jake Mercer: 💀
Stew-O: —And Eclipse Demons.
Flannery McCoy: 💀💀
Stew-O: https://media1.tenor.com/m/hApEGMs-__IAAAAC/treyreloaded-tokyo-toni.gif
Jake Mercer: You know what? Not even going to go there. Low-hanging fruit. Still, the point stands that King of Elite winners have more often than not been able to be successful with winning their world championship matches, and for the past six years, the winner was able to claim gold.
Stew-O: It is impressive, but at the same time, Myles stands on the precipice of history. Should he be able to successfully retain the title tonight, and assuming that he does not have another title defense leading up to Road to Redemption, which takes place on place on the fourteenth and fifteenth of December, that means Myles’ reign would be at either **370 or 371 days**. As a result, he will….
Stew-O: One, break Jamie O’Hara’s record at 323 days.
Stew-O: Two, go on to become the longest-reigning world champion in promotion history.
Stew-O: Three, break Donovan Duke’s record for being the longest-reigning champion of *any* kind in promotion history.
Stew-O: And four, will become the *first* Elitist to have a title reign span an entire year.
Jake Mercer: Damn. That’s enough to get anyone hard.
Flannery McCoy: ?!
Stew-O: ??!
Limmy Monaghan: (somewhere in the world) Thank you God for trading me away from Dynasty. 🙏
Flannery McCoy: Okay, man, let’s just ignore what Jake said. A lot riding on this one match, and a win here for either man will be big. Now, it’s about seeing whose history will be on their side tonight.
(Stephie leaves, and the referee hoists the title up high. The Glass Wallz structure comes down, inching closer and closer, before enclosing the ring and the surrounding area within it.)
(DING DING DING!)
(The bell rings, and the camera shifts to a behind shot of the challenger, Joso, his hand in the frame while Myles’ silhouette is seen in the distance. It then switches over to the champion’s side as he crouches down, eyes laser-focused and ready. The fans in Cairo are anxious just as much as they are excited. Glass Wallz is always a violent match, and with the stakes involved, it was only going to be inevitable that the atmosphere would be thick with tension.)
(Joso flexes his hand, clenching it into a fist as the camera zooms in on his face—determination and focus etched into his features. The crowd roars, their cheers bouncing off the towering glass walls that trap both competitors inside, reflecting the arena’s bright lights. Myles, the reigning champion, cracks his neck, his stoic expression unwavering as he shifts into position, ready to defend his title.)
(The two step forward to the middle of the ring. The referee stands between them for only a moment, before backing away, allowing both Elitists to get started.)
(With no escape from the glass walls and no way to avoid the brutality that comes with the match, the question on everyone’s mind is simple: who will walk out as the true king tonight?)
Stew-O: And here we go! Joso! Myles! For the EAW World Heavyweight Championship inside of Glass Wallz! Will Myles continue his near-year-long dominance and come one step closer to definitively shattering Jamie O’Hara’s record with the title he once elevated, further surpassing the Ace, or will the reigning King of Elite realize his destiny and finally stand at the top of the mountain?!
Jake Mercer: It’s only a matter of time before we get a clear-cut answer on that. Myles has his eyes locked on Joso as they slowly circle one another, sizing each other up and looking for who is going to initiate the first move in this match!
Flannery McCoy: And it seems like it’s going to be Joso as he steps up, immediately going for a collar-and-elbow tie-up! He moves forward, but Myles is able to pivot and shift the momentum, pushing Joso into the corner! He keeps him held there! However, Joso is determined and pushes right back, getting out of it—
Stew-O: —Myles with a double-arm arm drag takedown, pressing Joso into the mat! Joso doesn’t stay down for long, though; he plants his feet onto the canvas and looks to make a move.
Jake Mercer: He’s up! Both Elitists still have a hold on one another. Joso looks to shove Myles into the ropes, but once again, the champion has that scouted and turns the momentum back around to the King of Elite, forcing *him* into them. Joso seems to be thinking of a way out, but that’s curtailed quickly since Myles Irish whips him across the ring—
Flannery McCoy: No! Joso switches, and he has Myles running—
Stew-O: Only for Joso to reverse it on him! Now he hits the ropes and JOSO GOES FOR A DISCUS LARIAT—
Jake Mercer: But Myles catches the arm with a bicycle pump kick! Joso shakes out that arm, but the champion grabs it and whips him down with a different arm drag variant! The challenger scrambles back up to his feet, but he’s thwarted with a running single-leg dropkick! And that gets followed up on as Myles presses his knee down onto the side of Joso’s face while he grabs that arm, wrenching back on that limb! He is looking to do some damage from early on in this bout!
Flannery McCoy: No doubt about it. Joso knows this too, because sure enough, he’s looking for a way out. He gets up onto his knees and can torque his head so that it’s free from Myles’ knee. Joso rolls forward, kips up through the headstand, twists, and *actually* reverses the hold, trapping Myles’ arm instead!
Stew-O: A great way to escape and turn things around. However, Myles is looking to get a move on as she steps around before swinging through, twisting the arm, and pulling it away from Joso’s grasp—
Jake Mercer: Oh! Kick to the gut from Joso! Myles hunches forward!
Flannery McCoy: And this can be a huge opportunity lying in wait! The King of Elite hits the ropes! He comes back on the rebound and hops onto the champion’s back!
Stew-O: But Myles shoots up, getting Joso off, and reaches behind, trapping both of his arms! He lifts him and grabs him by the head!
Jake Mercer: But Joso uses his core strength to lift his legs and roll backward, landing on his feet! He grabs Myles’ head—UPPERCUT! And that was a LOUD one!
Flannery McCoy: Yet Myles fires back with one of his own!
Stew-O: Joso reciporcates the attack!
Jake Mercer: As does the champion!
Flannery McCoy: Joso!
Stew-O: Myles!
Jake Mercer: Joso!
Flannery McCoy: Myles!
Stew-O: Joso decides to switch things up with a knee straight to the gut! He hits a forearm smash to the face! Now, he’s grabbing him, and he lifts him up into a vertical base, going for a suplex!
Jake Mercer: Knee to the head! Another one! The champion isn’t going to let him hit it! Joso has no choice but to drop him, and takes a few staggered steps back, clearly affected by those shots! He tries to shake it off and charges forward—
Flannery McCoy: SNAP POWERSLAM! WOW, THAT WAS OUT OF NOWHERE! MYLES PLANTED HIM STRAIGHT DOWN ONTO THE CANVAS!
Stew-O: And with that, the champion remains one step ahead of his challenger as he hooks the leg!
Referee: ONE–
Jake Mercer: Shoulder up!
Flannery McCoy: Myles wastes no time as he looks for the next move to hit. He leads him up, grabs him by the wrist, and yanks him towards the corner. Joso is sent crashing back-first into it! The champion gets a running start before he charges in, going for a knee!
Stew-O: But Joso slips through between the ropes and is out on the apron! Myles stops himself short of having his knee hit the turnbuckle! He turns, but is leveled with an elevated knee from the challenger! He stumbles back, and Joso scales to the top turnbuckle! He flies off, aiming for him!
Jake Mercer: Myles sees this and gets out of the way! However, Joso lands on his feet and rolls forward, avoiding a harsh crash and burn! He pops back up and charges at Myles!
Flannery McCoy: Myles gets out of the way, and Joso goes running into the corner instead! Myles chops him across the chest! Then again! And again! He’s lighting the challenger up before propping him up on the top turnbuckle! What does he have planned here?
Stew-O: It seems like we’re going to find out real soon as the champion climbs to the top, meeting up with his challenger. He unleashes one more chop before he peppers Joso in the face with a few punches. Myles is doing everything he can to overwhelm the King of Elite in this position!
Jake Mercer: Standard Myles affair, if we’re going to be honest. Myles isn’t the type of competitor who wastes time or allows his opposition to gain any kind of breathing room. Joso is learning that for himself the hard way.
Flannery McCoy: The experience factor certainly plays a huge part in all of this. Myles hits one more punch before he grabs him. Looks like he’s going to send him all the way down onto the mat with a suplex, and with him hitting that unsuspecting power slam from earlier, that could really mess the challenger up here!
Stew-O: Myles tugs—but it’s no use! Joso has a hold on the top rope, preventing him from lifting him! Myles tries for it again, but it’s not working as intended! The champion decides better against struggling and lets go, cocking his forearm back and getting ready to swing!
Jake Mercer: BUT JOSO PUSHES HIM OFF!
Flannery McCoy: NO! MYLES IS CAUGHT IN THE ROPES! HE’S STUCK!
Stew-O: WOW! AND JUST LIKE THAT, THINGS CAN DRAMATICALLY SHIFT HERE IN THIS MATCH! MYLES IS HANGING UPSIDE-DOWN, AND JOSO QUICKLY GETS A MOVE ON AS HE LEAPS—
Jake Mercer: —DOUBLE FOOT STOMP! HOLY SHIT!!
Flannery McCoy: OH MY GOSH, AND THAT WAS A NASTY-LOOKING ONE! MYLES IS DOWN!
Stew-O: A rare slip from the champion, and the challenger took advantage of that! Joso pulls him towards the center and immediately goes for a cover!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE–
Jake Mercer: The champion gets his shoulder up! However, you can see him holding the back of his neck. I think he landed on that and his head in an awkward angle. :lupe:
Flannery McCoy: He absolutely did, Jake. No way he could’ve braced himself for it, either. Everything just happened so suddenly!
Stew-O: That’s just the nature of this sport. Things can change in a blink of an eye, no matter who you are! Joso’s looking to capitalize now as he gets to his feet, eyes locked on the vulnerable champion. He knows he has to keep the pressure on Myles if he wants to walk out of here with the title.
Jake Mercer: You can see the gears beginning to turn for Joso as he takes Myles up and sends him over the ropes! Myles spills out onto the outside, landing on his hands and knees. He’s trying to stand back up, but in comes Joso who runs, hits the ropes, and comes back towards him!
Flannery McCoy: He drops down and catches him with a baseball slide kick! Myles fumbles back and falls! Joso comes to a stand and he sees he’s down, nodding his head while the fans cheer for him! He’s feeling himself here!
Jake Mercer: Nothing wrong with that, but he may want to focus and not let the fans gas his head up too much! This is the single biggest match of his career here!
Stew-O: Absolutely, but Joso knows that better than anyone else. He’s wanted this moment for the longest time, and he wants to win.
Jake Mercer: Well, he better hurry, because Myles is getting back up to his feet again.
Flannery McCoy: Oh, Joso sees him! And the King of Elite is looking to go big as he hits the ropes and FLIES THROUGH THE ROPES! SUICIDE DIVE TAKES THE CHAMPION DOWN!
Stew-O: NO! IT DOES NOT!
Jake Mercer: !??
Flannery McCoy: What!?
Stew-O: MYLES CAUGHT HIM! MYLES CAUGHT HIM! AND JOSO IS JUST AS SURPRISED AS EVERYONE ELSE IS IN THIS ARENA! HOWEVER, BEFORE HE CAN EVEN THINK OF AN ESCAPE, MYLES LIFTS HIM UP—**AND HE CRASHES RIGHT INTO THE GLASS WALL WITH A BELLY-TO-BACK SUPLEX!!**
Crowd: :damn: !!
Jake Mercer: LIKE WE SAID, NATURE OF THIS SPORT! ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN IN A FLIP OF A DIME, AND THIS TIME, JOSO IS THE UNLUCKY BASTARD WHO HAS TO DEAL WITH THAT!
Flannery McCoy: A troubling predicament for the challenger! His body just ricocheted off that wall, and he’s lying there in a heap! Myles saw the opening and turned the tide in an instant!
Stew-O: This is what makes Glass Wallz so unforgiving. Every inch of this environment can be used as a weapon, and Myles showed a perfect example of how that can be the case. Joso’s hurt, and he might be in real trouble here!
Jake Mercer: Myles cranks that neck, doing his best to block out any pain he himself may be experiencing before he looks over at Joso, who is writhing and favoring the back. And the champion… simply shakes his head. He doesn’t seem impressed whatsoever!
Flannery McCoy: Myles throughout the week leading up to this match urged Joso to convince him how he can be different from everyone he has faced, from Jake Smith, to Bronson Daniels, Ms. Extreme, Limmy Monaghan—
Jake Mercer: 🥺 My beloved Lim-Lim.
Flannery McCoy: —SOSA Henderson, Jamie O’Hara, Drake Armstrong and Cy Henderson. Those are eight names he has been able to defeat, all while they were at the top of their respective games when facing him for the championship, and he was able to cut each and every single last one of them down. He wanted to feel like a worthy successor was *finally* going to step up to him, but so far, based on Myles’ expression, he doesn’t think he has that here in this match.
Stew-O: And that’s been the story of Myles’ reign, hasn’t it? He’s run through every challenger, no matter how tough, and now he’s standing over Joso with that same confidence, that same look in his eyes that says, “*You’re just another name on my list.*”
Jake Mercer: Couple that with the fact that Myles has been annoyed by Joso and his antics leading up to this match, and he’s determined to make sure that the King of Elite isn’t going to be the one to usurp him. He’s a ‘manchild’ in the champion’s eyes, and he doesn’t feel as though Joso currently can carry out the standard he has set with the EAW World Heavyweight Championship!
Flannery McCoy: If you’re Myles right now, you’d be hard-pressed to think any differently. He has Joso up and he takes him over by the steel steps, SMASHING his face onto them! Goodness!
Stew-O: Now we’ve come towards the point of the match where Myles is going to be brutal and unrelenting.
Jake Mercer: Myles hoists Joso up again—AND SLAMS HIS FACE INTO THE STEEL STEPS A SECOND TIME! The sickening sound echoes through the arena! The fans are gasping, and you can see the pain etched on Joso’s face. He’s in a world of hurt!
Flannery McCoy: This is what makes Myles so dangerous. He has that killer instinct, and now he’s going for every weak spot Joso has. It’s a methodical dismantling of the challenger.
Stew-O: And the champ’s not done yet! Myles grabs Joso by the head and drags him back toward the ring, throwing him under the bottom rope like a ragdoll! Joso’s struggling just to stand now, and Myles is looking under the ring…
Jake Mercer: HE GOT OUT A STEEL CHAIR!
Flannery McCoy: Oh, boy. I think we all know where this is headed…
Stew-O: It was the same weapon of choice Joso used to ambush him a couple of weeks ago, and Myles wasn’t ever going to let that fly. He slides back into the ring, where he catches up with a kneeling Joso. He steps around, walking to the front of him and…
Jake Mercer: … He opens the chair up, sitting on it? :jr~1:
Flannery McCoy: *Huh*.
Stew-O: Myles places his forearms on his thighs and leans forward, looking down at Joso with a disappointed look more than anything else.
Myles: (off-mic) If you’re already hurting like this when the match hasn’t truly taken off yet, then you certainly aren’t ready to carry the mantle of a world champion.
Jake Mercer: He shared some words with Joso, who doesn’t seem to like what he heard! The challenger tries to get up, but suddenly, the champion pops up and STOMPS DOWN ON BOTH OF HIS HANDS!! :damn: !!
Flannery McCoy: WHAT A GNARLY SIGHT THAT WAS!
Stew-O: BUT WAIT! MYLES GRABS THE CHAIR, FOLDS IT BACK UP, AND HE SWINGS DOWN!
(***CRACK!***)
Jake Mercer: RIGHT DOWN ONTO HIS BACK! THE ULTIMATE FORM OF PAYBACK FOR WHAT JOSO DID TO HIM!
Flannery McCoy: Joso’s writhing in pain! His back has taken so much damage in this match already, and now that chair shot has to be taking a serious toll!
Stew-O: The champion’s in complete control, but look at him—he’s not rushing. Myles knows he’s got Joso exactly where he wants him. He tosses the chair aside, and now he’s dragging Joso up by the head again. This is getting ugly!
Jake Mercer: He’s got Joso on his feet, barely standing. He may not have much left in the tank!
Flannery McCoy: But wait! Joso with a sudden burst of energy! He shoves Myles away and tries to swing at him—BUT MYLES CATCHES HIM WITH A KNEE TO THE GUT!
Stew-O: Myles doesn’t give him a second to recover! He lifts Joso up—AND DROPS HIM WITH A GUTWRENCH POWERBOMB RIGHT ONTO THE STEEL CHAIR!
Jake Mercer: JOSO GOT SENT PLUMMETING DOWN IN THE MOST BRUTAL WAY POSSIBLE! HE CRIES OUT IN AGONY, BUT MYLES OFFERS NO MERCY AS HE PINS HIM!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO—
Flannery McCoy: Yet despite the pain, Joso kicks out!
Stew-O: Some resilience being shown from the challenger, but how much longer will that last in this bout? That is the question at hand here.
Jake Mercer: Well, if Myles has anything to say about it? Not much longer! He grabs the steel chair yet again and raises it up high!
(***CRACK!***)
(***CRACK!***)
(***CRACK!***)
Flannery McCoy: MYLES IS RELENTLESS! MORE CHAIR SHOTS ARE BEING UNLEASHED ONTO JOSO, AND THERE IS NOTHING HE CAN DO ABOUT IT!
Stew-O: There’s just not much defense to be had when it comes to dealing with those blows! Myles drops the chair once more, but sure enough, he is back on the attack, taking Joso along for this rocky ride it has been for him so far!
Jake Mercer: Oh boy, and this is NOT going to be good for him! Myles has him up and positions him over that chair yet again!
Flannery McCoy: AND MYLES SENDS HIM DOWN WITH A BRAINBUSTER ONTO IT!
Crowd: :damn: :damn: :damn:
Stew-O: AND THAT HAS GOT TO BE IT! WHAT MORE CAN EVEN BE DONE!? MYLES GOES FOR ANOTHER COVER!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE—
Jake Mercer: KICK OUT!
Flannery McCoy: JOSO IS STILL IN THIS MATCH, BUT MYLES IS LOOKING TO QUICKLY KILL HIS CHANCES OF COMING BACK INTO THIS FIGHT! HE TAKES HIM UP AND SNAPS HIM DOWN WITH A SUPLEX!
Stew-O: On top of that, Myles floats over to mount Joso, pummeling him with punches directed at his face! Joso can barely defend himself as he raises his hands up, trying to block them!
Jake Mercer: That does little to help him! In fact, Myles goes ahead and grabs one of the arms before falling back, going for an arm bar! He has it locked in tight!
Flannery McCoy: And that is the right arm, the same arm Myles was targeting earlier in the match-up! You can see how that has come back to haunt the challenger who is gritting his teeth in pain from being in this kind of predicament yet again!
Stew-O: Myles applies more pressure to that limb, really constricting it and angling it in such a way that it makes it completely uncomfortable for Joso in this spot!
Jake Mercer: He’s trying to reach for the ropes, but aside from the fact that would be *completely* useless given the match he’s in, he’s too far away from them, anyways! Any kind of leverage or escape he could have, it’s out of his reach!
Flannery McCoy: But you can see the determination brimming in his eyes! Aside from the mounting pain, he does NOT want to give up here!
Stew-O: It’s a struggle, but.. Joso uses his free arm to try and sweep at the champion! Anything just so that he can get a fighting chance in this!
Jake Mercer: But that doesn’t work as intended. In fact, Myles is taking it upon himself to get up and STOMP DOWN ON THE ARM! JOSO IS REELING!
Flannery McCoy: And another stomp is done! Joso is on his side now, clutching the right arm! Meanwhile, Myles is going back to that steel chair and grabs it.
Stew-O: He opened it up! He grabs that hurt limb and traps it within the chair! He now goes back outside and looks underneath the ring while Joso is trying to recover here.
Jake Mercer: He may not get that chance. Myles has another steel chair in his possession, and it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what he plans on doing with that! He’s back in the ring, approaching Joso quickly!
Flannery McCoy: HE RAISES THE CHAIR!!
(***THWAAAAAAAACK!!!***)
Stew-O: HE HITS THE CHAIR!!
Jake Mercer: BUT THE ARM ISN’T THERE AS JOSO IS ABLE TO ESCAPE AT THE *LAST* SECOND!
Flannery McCoy: JOSO KICKS UPWARDS, STRIKING MYLES IN THE GUT! HE SWINGS THE LEG AGAIN, AND THIS TIME, CLOCKS HIM ACROSS THE TEMPLE WITH A SHARP KICK! MYLES LOSES HIS GRASP ON THE CHAIR!
Stew-O: JOSO HOPS UP AND SPIKES HIM DOWN WITH A JUMPING DDT!!
Jake Mercer: JOSO IS HOLDING ONTO HIS BACK, BUT AT LEAST HE CAUGHT THE CHAMPION BY SURPRISE WITH THAT SUDDEN BURST OF ENERGY! HE COVERS!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO—
Flannery McCoy: But Myles is able to pop his shoulder off of the canvas, breaking the count!
Stew-O: Wasn’t enough to definitively put him away, but it was enough to give Joso some much-needed reprieve in this contest. He immediately rolls away so that he can gain some distance between himself and Myles, checking out his right arm by the corner.
Jake Mercer: Oh boy, but Myles is starting to stir! He’s working back up to his feet! He still seems a bit dazed from getting nailed on the top of his head, but as he shakes his head, he catches sight of Joso! He storms towards him—
Flannery McCoy: Only to get caught by Joso with a knee to the jaw—
Stew-O: WAIT! CLOTHESLINE FROM MYLES!!
Jake Mercer: NO!! JOSO TRAPPED THE ARM AND GOES UP ON THE CORNER BEFORE FALLING BACK—AND HE’S GOT HIM WITH A HANGING ARMBAR!
Flannery McCoy: Now Myles is the one who’s trapped! He’s trying to yank his arm free, but it’s no use! He’s up on one foot on the bottom rope! Joso is cranking back as much as he can!
Stew-O: And Joso lets go, landing on the outside. He reaches in and trips Myles down! He drags him out, spins him around and CLOCKS HIM WITH A STIFF ELBOW TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD!
Jake Mercer: He’s finding his second wind! He gets up on the apron and leaps up! LEG DROP TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! MYLES SLINKS DOWN TO THE FLOOR!
Flannery McCoy: Joso really has come back into this match in a huge way! He shakes off that arm and picks Myles up! He brings him closer towards the glass wall…
Stew-O: Wasting little time, he lifts him up and sends him CRASHING into it with a snap suplex! Myles’ back collides with it hard!
Jake Mercer: So hard in fact that there’s an *actual crack in it*!
Flannery McCoy: :lupe:!! You’re right! The wall gave way a bit and there’s a crack on the surface! Myles writhes around in pain, and Joso gave him a little bit of a receipt for the suplex he did onto him earlier in this match!
Joso: (off-mic) So much for me not being able to be better than you, huh, Champ?!
Stew-O: And there’s that signature confidence of Joso coming back into the fray as he has the world heavyweight champion down! He lays in some stomps, keeping the pressure applied on him!
Jake Mercer: Joso is getting a little intense with it now because he presses his foot right across Myles’ throat! He’s choking out the champion! Is this even right!?
Flannery McCoy: Is that a serious question? It’s anything goes! Besides, with the stakes involved and how much a win here can mean a lot for both competitors, it should come as no surprise that they are pulling out all of the stops to try and get the better of one another tonight!
Stew-O: You can Myles kicking and thrashing, flailing underneath the weight of Joso. The King of Elite relents, but that’s only so that he can deliver a harsh stomp onto his stomach! The champion sits up in reaction, feeling the pain burn through his body, but right there is the challenger, who unleashes a wicked thrust kick to the side of the head!
Jake Mercer: Well, I can’t lie—Joso is quickly building up some steam in this match!
Flannery McCoy: As he should, because Myles was getting the better of him. The effects of this contest is starting to show through, but things are far from over, and if Joso truly wants to become a world champion, finally capturing what has eluded him for over a year now, then he’s gonna have to pull out all of the stops!
Stew-O: We’re seeing that come into play as Joso pulls him up and JAMS his shoulder into his gut, sending him into the steel post! Myles grits his teeth, but he doesn’t even get the chance to recover! Joso reels back, and again, he just had that spine collide with that hard, unforgiving part of the ring! Myles crumples down to his knees!
Jake Mercer: He’s kneeling! And Joso runs in—
Flannery McCoy: OH MY GOD! HE JUST KICKED HIM RIGHT IN THE HEAD, CAUSING THE BACK OF IT TO HIT THE STEEL POST!
Stew-O: AND WHAT A SICKENING THUD THAT WAS! MYLES LOOKS LIKE HE COULD BE OUT FROM THAT!
Jake Mercer: IF HE ISN’T, THEN I’LL BE SURPRISED! THAT WAS AMERICAN HISTORY X-CODED!
Flannery McCoy: …*What?*
Jake Mercer: You know! Like how Ed Norton’s character curb stomped the poor bastard, but Joso crashed Myles’ skull into the post? Same vibe!
Stew-O: :jr:
Flannery McCoy: :jr:
Jake Mercer: What!??
Flannery McCoy: You know what? Forget it. God, you can be so cringey.
Stew-O: At any rate, Myles is back in the ring, though it was of no volition of his own. Joso is in and he hooks the leg!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE—
Jake Mercer: Whoa! But Myles has his arm up! This match isn’t over!
Flannery McCoy: And the fans are cheering for that display of resilience stemming from the champion. A couple of them look mildly surprised. Still, given that gnarly kick Joso gave to him, it shouldn’t come as a shock why anyone may have thought that could’ve been enough to seal the deal.
Jake Mercer: Is it though? Myles is as tough as they come. He is literally the hardest to beat Elitist in EAW **TODAY**. It’s going to take *a lot* more to put him down.
Stew-O: Joso will have to dig deep, that’s for sure, but realizing that, he isn’t thrown off guard, not one bit. He collects some strength before grabbing Myles and taking him into the corner. He fires off, lighting him up with punches to the body! Some of that brawling experience is coming into play here as Joso seeks to overwhelm the champion with these attacks!
Jake Mercer: Seems to be getting the job done! Myles is doing his best to block, but some of the shots are still slipping through his defense, continuing to weaken him in the process! The champion is looking vulnerable in this state!
Flannery McCoy: And Joso ends it off with an uppercut! Myles looks weak! Joso takes a few steps back before he leaps forward, coming on in with a forearm—
Stew-O: But Myles sidesteps at the last second, and Joso hits the corner! He spins around, but is met with a series of machine-gun-like chops to the chest! That area of his body is quickly becoming bright red!
Jake Mercer: Hang on, though! Joso manages to block one of the chops before STRIKING WITH ONE OF HIS OWN! LORD, DID YOU HEAR THE SOUND OF THAT!?
Flannery McCoy: I sure did, along with everyone here in Egypt! However, Myles fires back! As does Joso! This is quickly devolving into a chopping match!
Stew-O: There’s a lot of intensity behind their strikes! They continue until Joso changes course, and he’s going to strike Myles with a superkick!
Jake Mercer: FOOT CAUGHT! MYLES SPINS JOSO ALL THE WAY THROUGH AND DECKS HIM RIGHT IN THE FACE!
Flannery McCoy: ENZUIGIRI BY JOSO! MYLES WOBBLES ON HIS FEET–
Stew-O: QUESTION MARK KICK! JOSO DROPS TO ONE KNEE—BUT HE POPS RIGHT BACK UP AND CATCHES HIM WITH A JUMPING KNEE TO THE CHIN!
Jake Mercer: MYLES STAGGERS TO THE ROPES! BUT HE COMES BACK ON THE REBOUND! DISCUS LARIAT—
Flannery McCoy: THESZ PRESS BY JOSO, AND HE WAILS OUT AGAINST MYLES!
Stew-O: MYLES GETS HIT MULTIPLE TIMES, BUT HE’S ABLE TO SHOVE HIM AWAY! BOTH MEN SCRAMBLE TO THEIR FEET!
Jake Mercer: BIG BOOT FROM JOSO! HE CAUGHT MYLES!!
Flannery McCoy: The champion is down once more! However, Joso decides against going for an immediate cover! He slides out of the ring and looks underneath the apron skirt, digging for something! What could he be looking for this time!?
Jake Mercer: Ooooh, boy. He’s grabbing it with both hands. Guess it’s too big.
Jake Mercer: :mjlit:
Stew-O: Can we have an emergency draft where we switch commentators? Please and thank you??
Flannery McCoy: I can’t be bothered anymore. I really cannot.
Jake Mercer: What, it was too good of an opportunity? Alright, fine, let’s get back to the action—especially since Joso is setting up that glass pane against the corner. :lupe: I don’t think I like where this is headed.
Flannery McCoy: Well, it might just be you only, because the fans are getting hyped, anticipating more glass being used and shattered here tonight!
Stew-O: This can quickly become a precarious situation for Myles, or even Joso should the tables unexpectedly turn against him. He’s going to have to attack fast while being careful simultaneously, because if he ends up going through that himself, then his own chances of winning are over. Likewise, the same can be applied to the current, defending champion.
Jake Mercer: Joso grabs Myles, forcing him back up to his feet. He yanks his arm, looking to whip him into that glass… but Myles plants his feet down and shifts his weight, refusing to be moved! Joso looks annoyed, but he steps in, closes the distance, and knees him right in the gut! The champion hunches forward, and Joso take advantage by kneeing him in the side of the head!
Flannery McCoy: This aggression from Joso is building and he’s letting it all out! He goes to whip Myles again—but once again, he stands his ground! Joso decides to pull him in, GOING FOR A SAITO SUPLEX!
Stew-O: MYLES LANDS ON HIS FEET!
Jake Mercer: HE DOES, AND FROM BEHIND, HE LOOKS TO LIFT JOSO UP FOR A GERMAN SUPLEX!
Flannery McCoy: But Joso catches him with a back elbow! Myles let’s go, stumbling backward, and dropping to a knee. He’s looking to get back up—
(***CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH!!!!!!***)
Stew-O: **SUNSET FLIP POWERBOMB INTO THE GLASS PANE BY JOSO!!!**
(The fans in attendance go crazy. However, Myles is writhing within the heap of broken glass. Many pieces have lodged themselves into his back. Blood starts to reflect along with the glass pieces embedded into his skin.)
Jake Mercer: AND WHAT A GNARLY SIGHT THAT IS! MORE BLOOD IS TRICKLING OUT, AND SOME DROP TO THE CANVAS, STAINING IT!
Flannery McCoy: AND LOOK! JOSO TAKES SOME OF THE GLASS FRAGMENTS, TOSSING THEM ONTO THE STEEL CHAIR!
(The crowd watches on in shock, as Joso, adrenaline coursing through his veins, reaches with his bare hands to place the jagged shards of glass onto the chair. He accomplishes what he intended, but of course, his hands are cut up as a result.)
Stew-O: I… I don’t think I have ever seen something like that before. Joso’s hands are bleeding taking the glass up with his raw hands, yet he is moving like he has a second wind to him and lifts Myles up!
Jake Mercer: This is nuts! Absolutely INSANE! Joso takes Myles over to the corner and he climbs up with him! Getting him up, he’s at the top, and he raises him high into the air…!
(The fans all stand, gasping.)
Flannery McCoy: NO WAY! NO WAY IS HE GOING TO TRY AND PULL IT OFF FROM THERE!
Stew-O: HE IS! JOSO HAS MYLES TRAPPED IN THE INVERTED BELLY-TO-BELLY POSITION AND HE LEAPS OFF—
(***CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHH!!!!!!!***)
Jake Mercer: ## ‘CRIMSON PEAK’ DOWN ONTO THE GLASS-RIDDLED CHAIR!!!!’
Flannery McCoy: EVERYONE IN ATTENDANCE ARE LOSING THEIR MINDS!!
(Joso turns Myles over, going for the pin, and a grizzly shot is shown where the glass shards are now embedded into his chest and stomach.)
Stew-O: THIS HAS GOT TO BE IT! COVER! COVER!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Jake Mercer: ## **SHOULDER UP!**
Flannery McCoy: HOLY CRAP! HOW DID MYLES KICK OUT OF THAT ONE!?
(Everyone is in awe at what they witnessed. Meanwhile, Joso’s eyes are wide with a mix of frustration and disbelief. He pounds the mat in anger, blood smearing with each strike. He stumbles to his feet, his legs barely holding up under the weight of the battle, but there’s a fire in his eyes that hasn’t dimmed.)
Stew-O: AN ABSOLUTE SURPRISE, BUT MYLES MAY BE IN SERIOUS TROUBLE HERE AS JOSO IS QUICKLY GETTING A MOVE ON! HE SLIDES OUT OF THE RING, AND HE FINDS SEVERAL MORE GLASS PANES! GLASS TABLES!! AND LIGHT TUBES!!
Jake Mercer: Oh man, he is pulling out all of the stops here! Joso brings everything into the ring, pushing past the pain in order to do so, and he slides back in! He takes hold of one of the light tubes and holds it up! Meanwhile, Myles is barely able to move!
Flannery McCoy: He’s weakly coming to a kneeling position! I don’t even think he’s aware of what is going on!!
Stew-O: But Joso doesn’t care! He takes a swing—
(***CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSHHHH!!!***)
Jake Mercer: AND HE JUST KNOCKED HIM THE FUCK OUT WITH THE LIGHT TUBE CRASHING AGAINST HIS HEAD!
Flannery McCoy: MYLES FALLS DOWN, AND JOSO GOES FOR THE COVER ONCE MORE!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
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Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
(…)
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
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Stew-O: BUT YET, THE CHAMPION PERSISTS!
Jake Mercer: Joso’s frustrations are beginning to boil over! He mounts the champion and hits him repeatedly in the face with punches! Myles can’t defend himself in this instance!
Flannery McCoy: Joso finally gets off him, but that’s only so that he can continue to plot out how to end him! He sets up two of the glass tables and then adds those glass panes on top of them! You can see his blood smearing the surfaces of them!
Stew-O: Joso heads back over to Myles, who remains battered and down. At this point, Joso may have this match won.
(And Joso thinks the same thing. He’s breathing heavily, standing over Myles who is barely recovering. Grabbing him by the hair, he forces him to kneel.)
Joso: (off-mic) You had so much to say, yet you ain’t got shit to spit at me now, huh? Am I better than Jamie now? Or Methuselah?
(***SMACK!***)
Stew-O: WHOA!
(Joso’s bloodied handprint is on Myles’ cheek after that slap.)
Jake Mercer: Oh man, he just slapped him! And now, Joso takes Myles up, bringing him closer to the glass tables!
Flannery McCoy: Here he goes! He lifts him up!
(But suddenly, a scream is heard.)
(A sharp, blood-curdling scream.)
Stew-O: WAIT! JOSO DROPS MYLES AND—WHAT THE HELL!?
Jake Mercer: HOLY FUCK!! MYLES HAD A PIECE OF THE BROKEN LIGHT TUBE AND STABBED JOSO RIGHT IN THE KNEE WITH IT!!!
Flannery McCoy: THE CHAMPION ISN’T THROUGH!! FAR FROM IT!!! JOSO WAS INTENT ON TRYING TO PROVE A POINT THAT HE MISSED WHEN MYLES TOOK UP THAT PIECE AND HID IT FROM HIS SIGHT!!
Stew-O: BLOOD IS DRIPPING FROM HIS KNEE!! JOSO IS HOBBLING TO THE CORNER!! JOSO IS HURT—
Jake Mercer: SHOTGUN DROPKICK SENDS HIM DOWN INTO A SEATED POSITION, AND MYLES PRETTY MUCH THREW ALL OF HIS WEIGHT BEHIND IT! JOSO SLUMPS DOWN AND TURNS AROUND, DRAPPED INTO THE CORNER!!
Flannery McCoy: AND MYLES HOBBLES IN HIS OWN RIGHT AS HE PICKS UP THE LIGHT TUBES, PLACING THEM ON THE BACK OF JOSO’S HEAD!!
Stew-O: HE TAKES SEVERAL STEPS BACK BEFORE HE COMES IN!
Jake Mercer: ## **‘DRACO METEOR’!!!**
Flannery McCoy: SHARDS OF LIGHT TUBES ARE NOW STUCK ON JOSO’S BACK AND NECK!!!
Stew-O: AND NOW, MYLES IS THE ONE WHO SEEKS TO END THINGS AS DRAGS HIM TO THE CENTER AND PINS!
Jake Mercer: AND THIS MAY BE IT! JOSO’S CHAMPIONSHIP DREAMS ARE GOING TO GO UP IN SMOKE!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(…)
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
(…)
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(…)
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(…)
Referee: KICK OUT!
Jake Mercer: WHAT??? HOW????
Flannery McCoy: I HAVE NO IDEA! HOWEVER, JOSO POWERS OUT OF THAT ONE DESPITE THE IMMENSE PAIN HE IS IN! MYLES ROLLS OVER ONTO HIS BACK, STARING UP AT THE LIGHTS, TRYING TO GATHER HIS BREATH!!
(And as he does, many thoughts race for Myles’ mind. He raises his head up slightly, seeing the blood, cuts, and glass on his body. Despite how endurant and persistent he is, his body was slowly but surely giving out before him.)
(Still, as he steals a look over at the downed King of Elite, he realizes the same could be said for him.)
(It takes a lot out of him. Perhaps even more so than with his match against Jamie O’Hara. However, the world heavyweight champion comes to a stand and does his best to center himself even when he feels like falling. Deep, slow breaths are taken.)
Myles: (off-mic) No, Joso… you aren’t better than them…. you’re not better than me… there is so much for you still to grasp and learn, and with how hot-headed you are, desperate to prove a point, you will *never* get it…
Stew-O: Myles exits the ring, and he carefully gets on his knees so that he can look underneath the ring. He grabs hold of something…
Jake Mercer: … And it’s a ladder! Oh man, I think I have an idea of what he can be trying to cook up with that!
Flannery McCoy: No doubt about it. His strength is beginning to waver, but he has enough of it left and he looks to take the ladder into the ring—
Stew-O: ..? But, he doesn’t! He backs up, shaking his head, and glances over at the glass set up in the ring.
Jake Mercer: Now he takes the ladder to the other side outside of the ring and… sets it up there?
Flannery McCoy: :krabs:
Stew-O: Myles may be looking to up the ante here! He slides back into the ring, and he takes hold of Joso, dragging him out to the outside. More and more of the fans come to a stand as everyone watches with anticipation, eager to see how all of this is going to unfold!
(Myles stumbles a bit, but he has enough wherewithal to take Joso along and go up the ladder. He begins to ascend the rungs, each step slower than the last as the damage of the match takes its toll. Gripping the ladder tightly with one hand while maintaining his grip on the King of Elite on the other, the Warlord does not wish for his domain to crumble. And it is clear he is willing to crumble Joso’s body, being, and spirit to keep his throne to himself.)
(Once more, the idea of a worthy successor stepping up to him eludes him.)
Jake Mercer: Yeah, it’s over. Joso had a great run this year. He put up a fantastic performance. But just like with his world title match against Limmy Monaghan last year, it may not be time for Joso to ascend to that next level.
Flannery McCoy: Myles is now at the top of the ladder with Joso on the other side, slouched and tired. The challenger looks to be through! And with that, Myles looks to execute his grand finish, grabbing him!
Stew-O: … No! NO! WAIT! JOSO WITH A PUNCH TO THE RIBS—AND HE STRUCK MYLES WHERE A PART OF THAT SHARD GLASS GOES DEEPER INTO HIS SIDE! PAIN IS EVIDENT AS MYLES WINCES IN AGONY!
Jake Mercer: MORE BLOOD IS GUSHING OUT, AND MYLES ALMOST LOOKS SHOCKED! HOWEVER, HIS FIGHT-OR-FLIGHT IMMEDIATELY KICKS IN, AND HE LEANS JOSO OVER, DRIVING HIS ELBOW DOWN ONTO THE SHARD THAT’S STICKING OUT OF HIS BACK!
Flannery McCoy: THEY’RE CUTTING THEMSELVES UP MORE IN THE PROCESS, BUT THEY DON’T CARE!! BOTH ELITISTS ARE STRIKING EACH OTHER DELIBERATELY TO MAKE EACH SHARD PENETRATE EVEN MORE DEEPLY! THIS IS AS SICK AS IT GETS!
Stew-O: MYLES GRITS HIS TEETH, HIS FACE CONTORED IN PAIN, BUT HE MANAGES TO DRIVE JOSO’S HEAD INTO THE UNFORGIVING STEEL OF THE LADDER! NOW HE’S PEPPERING HIM WITH HEADBUTTS!
Jake Mercer: BOTH MEN ARE A BLOODY MESS! JOSO’S EYES ARE GLAZED, BUT HE’S NOT OUT YET!
Flannery McCoy: JOSO MANAGES TO RETALIATE WITH A WILD PUNCH, LANDING DIRECTLY ON THE GLASS SHARD EMBEDDED IN MYLES’ SIDE, CAUSING MORE BLOOD TO SPURT OUT! BUT MYLES RESPONDS BY GRABBING HIM BY THE HEAD, AND HE’S LOOKING TO THROW HIM OFF!
Stew-O: WAIT! BUT JOSO BLOCKS IT! AND HE PUNCHES HIM RIGHT IN THE FACE!
Jake Mercer: SO TOO DOES MYLES! THEY’RE TEEING OFF ON ONE ANOTHER!!
(Both Elitists strike each other hard and fast, fists colliding and further brutalizing one another. The fans watch on, seeing how much passion is being poured out as neither Myles nor Joso want to lose.)
(Not when Myles can add to his established legacy.)
(Not when Joso has a budding one of his own.)
(However, after all of the blood spill, the punching, and brawling, only *one* Elitist is able to get the upper hand…)
Flannery McCoy: IT’S JOSO! HE’S GETTING THE BETTER OF MYLES AS HE UNLEASHES A WICKED BACKHAND, CAUSING MYLES TO WOBBLE!
Stew-O: AND JOSO CRACKS HIM ON THE NOSE WITH A HEADBUTT! MYLES IS BLEEDING! JOSO’S FOREHEARD IS SPLIT OPEN FROM THE IMPACT!
Jake Mercer: OH MY GOD!! MYLES’ HEAD FALLS AGAINST JOSO’S SHOULDER! HE’S SLUMPED!
Stew-O: AND THIS COULD *FINALLY* BE IT! THIS IS WHERE JOSO’S DESTINY COULD BE REALIZED!
(Joso takes hold of Myles.)
Joso: (off-mic) … *I told you that I would be Him.*
(And with what little energy he has left, desperately hooks Myles’ arm and swings around, positioning himself atop the ladder once more. The crowd is deafening, realizing Joso is setting up something massive.)
Jake Mercer: NO WAY… IS HE GOING TO GO FOR IT?!
Flannery McCoy: YES! YES, HE IS! FROM ALL THE WAY AT THE TOP, JOSO LIFTS MYLES UP AND LEAPS OFF!
## (CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!)
Crowd: :damn: !!!!
Stew-O: # JOSO JUST SENT MYLES THROUGH THE GLASS WITH ‘HEAVEN’S GATE’!!!
Jake Mercer: **WHAT THE FUCK!!!**
Flannery McCoy: **OH MY GOD!!!**
(From all the way outside on the ladder, careening down into the ring and going through the layers of glass, Myles and Joso were laying within the heap.)
(Joso, having taken as much of his strength from himself as he did to Myles, can only muster throwing his arm over his chest to get the cover.)
Stew-O: AND NOW, THE OFFICIAL COMES IN, BEGINNING TO INITIATE THE COUNT!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(Joso doesn’t move.)
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
(Myles doesn’t move.)
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(The whole world doesn’t move.)
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Crowd: …
Stew-O: …
Jake Mercer: …
Flannery McCoy: …
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘2024’ by Playboi Carti blares out, but it cannot be heard over the sheer explosion of cheers from the fans in Egypt. The Glass Wallz structure is swiftly raised, and many medical personnel swarm to the ring, clearing the debris and helping both men out.)
Stephie Love: Here is YOUR winner….
Stephie Love: …aaaaaaaand **NEW** EAW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION… the 2024 King of Elite, ***JOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO***!!!
Stew-O: JOSO DID IT!!! JOSO WINS!!! JOSO DEFEATED ARGUABLY THE MOST DOMINANT WORLD CHAMPION IN THE HISTORY OF ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING AND FULFILLED HIS DESTINY HERE AT HOUSE OF GLASS!! IT TOOK SO MUCH OUT OF HIM, BUT HE WAS ABLE TO PUSH THROUGH, DEFY EVERYTHING, AND HE DEFEATED A MAN WHO HAS STOOD AT THE TOP, UNCONTESTED AND UNDISPUTED FOR NEARLY A YEAR AS WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!
Jake Mercer: I… I have to give props. Just *wow*! Joso came into this match and threw everything on the line, putting himself well within harm’s way to beat Myles. All week long, Myles wanted to know how Joso could step up to him and be a worthy successor, and he accomplished just that by stepping up in a way no one could have predicted! Joso didn’t just face Myles tonight—he faced the doubts, the odds, and the immense pressure of becoming the next EAW World Heavyweight Champion, and he delivered!
Flannery McCoy: Joso has not only fulfilled his destiny as King of Elite but has now captured the biggest prize in our industry! This is the culmination of the past year of hard work, resilience, and undeniable passion for this sport. He could’ve cashed in his opportunity a lot sooner, but he decided he wanted to forge himself through the fire, taking on many Elitists so that he was prepared for this very moment right here. The journey was long, and far from easy, but he finally stands at the very top, and in the end, playing the long game worked to his advantage!
Stew-O: And he did so by defeating Myles, one of the greatest of all time. No excuses. No shortcuts. He has given Myles his first, decisive loss in singles action in God knows how long. He put him down when people were beginning to wonder if he bit off more than he could chew.
Jake Mercer: I was one of those people myself. I thought he got overzealous when he cost Myles and New Eden the War Games match. Yet, somehow, there ended up being a method to his madness after all, and the brash, daring kid from the Bronx can now lay claim to being not just a King, but a world champion as well!
Flannery McCoy: Still, Myles never made it easy. My God, he didn’t. He really took Joso to task here and made him *earn* this win. That’s just a testament to him being a world champion’s world champion’s, and an Elitist’s Elitist. He is the pinnacle, the standard, the *peak*, and while his own near-record-breaking reign met its end tonight, ’s clear that Myles still embodies the spirit of a true champion. Even in defeat, he remains one of the most respected, determined, and skilled competitors we’ve ever seen in Elite Answers Wrestling. He fought with everything he had and pushed Joso to his absolute limits.
Stew-O: Absolutely, Flannery. Tonight was a battle of wills, and Joso showed that he could hang with the best of the best. This win wasn’t just about capturing the World Heavyweight Championship; it was about proving that he belongs among the elite of the Elitists.
(Joso has to be helped out by three people to come to a stand. The referee walks over with the world heavyweight championship, and it glistens within the spotlight as it is handed over to its new holder. Joso takes it, and some emotion takes over him, realizing that the same title he fought for a year ago but lost it was now in his possession.)
(Pushing past the pain, from the glass in his skin and body, to his bleeding knee, and his hurt right arm, he raises the championship up high triumphantly.)
(Meanwhile, Myles is rolled out of the ring by the medical team. Two stretchers are brought out for both Elitists as it is clear they are in rough physical shape. Myles comes to as he is placed upon one of them. However, as the camera focuses on his bloodied face, he isn’t upset.)
Myles: (off-mic) *…just makes it all worthwhile, Joso. Please. Make good on everything you have been able to achieve tonight…*
(It’s all he can muster out before he weakens, and his eyes close, passing out from the pain. He’s taken away, and as for Joso, he also begins to feel a bit faint. He’s assisted out, but not before turning back one last time to the crowd, lifting the EAW World Heavyweight Championship above his head. The fans erupt into a thunderous ovation, acknowledging the war they’ve just witnessed and the heart both Elitists displayed.)
(As Joso is placed onto the stretcher, he clutches the championship tightly, not wanting to let go even for a moment. The medical staff, ensuring his safety, proceed to wheel him up the ramp, but Joso reaches out with his left arm, signaling to the fans.)
Crowd: YOU DESERVE IT! YOU DESERVE IT! YOU DESERVE IT!
Stew-O: Those chants say it all. Joso’s journey to this moment has been long, painful, and arduous, but it was all worth it. He truly deserves this moment. What a show House of Glass has been!
(Joso fights back tears as he looks around the arena, taking in every second of this monumental moment. The confetti continues to rain down, mixing with the blood on his face, creating an unforgettable visual of victory through adversity. He holds the championship close to his chest, knowing that the journey ahead will be even tougher. But in this moment, he’s ready to embrace it, and lead the charge for the new era under his vision.)
(The final shot shows Joso smiling through the pain before the show fades to black, ending the live broadcast of Dynasty’s *House of Glass*.)
