(EAW intro plays.)
(The camera opens up to Montego Bay in Jamaica. The camera focuses on the beach as the waves are seen crashing on the shoreline.)
Narrator: The time has finally come…
(A number of passerbys are seen on their phones, as the camera focuses in, they’re seen voting for stipulations for matches for tonight’s show.)
Narrator: Tonight, the Elitists of Friday Night Dynasty clash to kick off an explosive 20th season. And the power… is in your hands.
(Shots are shown of various landmarks in Jamaica, before it transitions over to show Dynasty Elitists in action. Firstly showing David Gideon Smith, Hanako Nanami, Winona Hendrickson, and Rei Oboro as their rivalry comes to a head.)
Narrator: Differences are settled…
(Kassidy Heart and Delaney Rhodes are seen in a pull apart brawl, shouting at one another as they try to break free.)
Narrator: Blood will be shed…
(It then goes to Harper Lee and KASAI, as Harper is shown blindsiding KASAI a couple weeks back, backpedaling up the ramp with a smirk on her face while the Empress of Elite looks furious.)
Narrator: Egos will be tested…
(Kirk Redwood is then seen, an angry expression on his face as he glares across the ring at Cy Henderson, who’s leaning against a corner with a smug expression on his face.)
Narrator: The future will be decided…
(The two contendership matches of the night are then highlighted. With Chris Elite and Daryl Kinkade brawling across the arena, while Michael Machina, Brianna Hill, and BRAE are seen in an intense three-way argument with one another.)
Narrator: And Champions will be crowned.
(Anna Wautier is shown raising up her New Breed Championship, as her challengers, Yanni Killebrew, TFK, and AKIZA are all seen watching on. Meanwhile, Saori Aizen is seen raising her Specialists Championship up in the air, before it transitions to Jamie Valdez, cackling as she raises the title herself over the body of the Champion. Lastly, Effy McAvoy is clutching her Interwire Championship with a sadistic look, while Kendall Von smirks, trashtalking her from a distance with a confident expression.)
Narrator: The time has finally come…
(Lastly, King Sulyvahn IV is seen making his surprise debut, confronting Drake King in the ring. It then goes to Drake and his followers restraining Sulyvahn, as he presses the World Heavyweight Championship to his face.)
Narrator: And it starts… NOW!
(The camera then abruptly cuts to a complete black.)
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Narrator: And now… Powerade and DC’s “Lanterns” presents… RECKLESS WIRING!!!!!!!!!!
(The camera transitions over to show Trelawny Stadium in Jamaica as ‘Ackee’ by SadBoi is heard playing through the speakers of the arena. The crowd erupts into thunderous cheers as the camera pans around, showing the electric crowd who is on their feet in excitement. It then goes over as we land on Stew-O, Flannery McCoy, and Jake Mercer!)
Stew-O: The time has finally come, and Dynasty’s first Marquee Event has arrived! We welcome all of you… to RECKLESS WIRING!!!
Flannery McCoy: And what a show we have for you tonight! The only night of the season where the power is in YOUR HANDS! YOU chose the stipulations, and tonight, everything culminates with a bang! This is truly exciting!
Jake Mercer: Oh man, I just can’t wait! My body is ready, I’m feeling the mana course through my veins! But let’s not waste any time! What an opener that we have!
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EAW: The scene pans to ringside, though there is no one ready to immediately announce the match. Stephie Love was still seated ringside, as the camera instead turned to the announcer’s table, where Stew-O, Flannery McCoy, and Jake Mercer were all lined up.
Stew-O: And now we are ready for what might be one of the more unique matches on this star-studded Reckless Wiring card, as this match will not be taking place here at Trelawny Stadium. Rather, it will be taking place just over two kilometers away, right on the water at the Pirate of the Lagoon, and when I say right on the water, I mean exactly that.
Flannery McCoy: I don’t wanna spoil myself just yet, but we have a crew set up on location along with an official to count to three or report a submission, and our contestants should be arriving there very soon. It’s Chris Elite vs. Daryl Kinkade in a Bar Fight to determine the Number One Contender to the Interwire Championship, coming up next!
Jake Mercer: Let’s not waste any more time and send it over to our crew who are on location right now. This match is underway as soon as both Daryl and Chris set foot in the bar!
EAW: The shot pans away, fading out of the ringside set as it transitions to the camera feed. The shot shows Chris Elite and Sterling Luxe getting out of their car, then slowly pans to the establishment they are arriving at. Jutting out from the beach was a short hardwood boardwalk connecting the land to the floating pseudo-barge the bar was built on. The words “Pirate of the Lagoon” stretched out in neon lights on the front of the building, with faint reggae music playing from inside. Multiple other cars had been parked before the boardwalk, as a few dozen bar-goers already gathered within the building. The shot slowly panned back to Chris and Sterling as they stood before the boardwalk, looking out at the building.
Sterling Luxe: It is an absolute travesty that you’re having to settle your dispute with Daryl Kinkade in this of all places rather than through a simple match inside the ring. Those voters were out of their minds picking this dump as the location.
Chris Elite: It doesn’t matter now. Let’s just get this over with.
EAW: Chris shook his head, stepping onto the boardwalk and approaching the entrance, not having a proper door but rather a hanging tarp that needed to be brushed out of the way. The camera that followed in briefly took time to scan the interior of the building, as did Chris and Sterling. Each side of the room was lined up with three tables, filled with locals who ignored the new presence in the bar, focusing on their own rowdy conversations.
EAW: At the furthest corner of the bar, in the top left corner from the entrance, was the bar counter itself, lined with a few stragglers who drank in solitude as a lonely bartender cared for the plenty of bottles behind the counter. However, the center of the ring was where the hallmark of the establishment lay. Surrounded by low wooden planks as guardrails was an open hole to the water below, acting as a window to the open waters the building stood over, with the occasional school of fish swimming by.
Sterling Luxe: Attention! Attention!
EAW: Sterling attempted to yell over the commotion, though he failed to properly get the attention of the bar-goers, who were all focused on their own conversations, paying no mind to Sterling’s yells. He went to speak again—
Chris Elite: LISTEN UP!
EAW: The bar’s lively atmosphere dropped in an instant, immediately followed by the lowering of drinks to tables as the dozens of sets of eyes slowly turned to Chris, scanning the crowd.
Chris Elite: I know that Daryl Kinkade is in here, but I also know that he is a coward, so he’s probably hiding amongst y’all.
Chris Elite: So I’m gonna keep this short and sweet. If you see him, let me know, yell or whatever you gotta do to make your message heard, and then you get the fuck out. Understood?
EAW: He didn’t get a proper response, but the reluctant silence was the acknowledgement he needed. With the silent answer acquired, he walked deeper into the bar, with Sterling close behind, settling at the counter in the back right of the building, taking a seat. As he and Sterling sat, a man rushed over from the other side of the counter.
Bartender: And what could I get for you today?
Sterling Luxe: Is that all you can do? You better say ‘sir’ next time. Do you not know who this is? This is Chris Elite. This is a legend amongst legends. Your favorite elitist’s favorite elitist! Show some reverence when talking to Gawd Given Greatness-
Chris Elite: Enough. Just pour whatever; I won’t be here long.
Bartender: Of course, you can handle something a little strong, right, Mr. Elite?
Sterling Luxe: Can he handle something a little strong? Of course he can! He only knows strong; you can pour whatever overproof rum you’ve got back there, and he could down it in a second! He could go through your entire stock-
Bartender: I get it.
EAW: The bartender turned and retrieved a long clear bottle, showing a translucent rum within, the white words ‘Wray & Nephew’ over a green background. He set the bottle down next to two shot glasses, pouring one and passing it to Chris while holding onto the other. Chris subconsciously grabbed the shot glass and downed it, his face initially recoiling at the aftertaste.
Chris Elite: Overproof is right; this tastes like piss.
EAW: Sterling laughed hard as Chris raised the glass and tossed it behind him carelessly, though he didn’t hear it hit the ground behind him. Instead, he felt a hand reach out and touch his shoulder, grabbing his attention.
Daryl Kinkade: I don’t know about you, bruv; I thought it had a good taste to it.
Chris Elite: …
EAW: # THUD!
EAW: Chris had zero chance to avoid what came next as Daryl reeled his hand back and whipped an unopened bottle of rum against the top of his head, knocking him right out of his seat and onto the ground. The bottle did not break, blunt as possible, as it ricocheted against the skull of Chris. Daryl turned to the crowded bar with a grin on his face, raising his hands with the empty shot glass and bottle of rum in the air.
Daryl Kinkade: That’s your cue, everybody out!
EAW: The crowd didn’t hesitate, bolting out the front door as Daryl turned back to Chris and reached over the counter, retrieving the other shot glass and downing the rum, having a similar recoiled expression as he drank it. As the brawl began in earnest, the voices of the commentators came through the feed, commentating the match from back in the stadium.
Stew-O: And we are underway officially! It took some time, but Daryl Kinkade has begun this bar fight in one jaw-dropping way! That could’ve easily concussed Chris, but he’s not stopping at all, mounting Chris on the bar floor and laying into him with forearms!
Flannery McCoy: We do still have a referee present, but this match is no disqualification! He’s just there to count to three or record a submission, so Daryl and Chris will be free to lay into each other all they want!
EAW: Daryl grabbed the bottle of rum and began to open it, looking down at Chris and attempting to grab at his face.
Daryl Kinkade: It’s an acquired taste, just give it a try!
EAW: He laughed as he began to pour the rum onto his face, drowning him in the bottle’s contents as he thrashed around, eventually managing to kick Daryl away and into the wooden support of the counter, finally getting himself some space!
Jake Mercer: It’s a heated start, and it’s only gonna grow hotter as time goes on! Chris got himself some time to get up, but Daryl is back up and back on the prowl—
EAW: # CRASH!!
Stew-O: A BEER BOTTLE JUST SHATTERED ATOP THE HEAD OF DARYL KINKADE!
EAW: The insight camera crew panned over, showing Daryl standing still amidst the shattered glass and alcohol, wavering as he turned around to find the culprit, Sterling Luxe, holding the broken bottle like a weapon. Daryl took a step towards him, and Sterling immediately dropped the broken bottle, raising his hands in surrender. Unfortunately, Daryl did not accept the surrender, grabbing him by the collar and lifting him up in the air.
Flannery McCoy: BUT CHRIS TAKES ADVANTAGE, BREAKING A WOODEN CHAIR OVER THE BACK OF DARYL AND FORCING HIM TO DROP STERLING! STERLING BACKS AWAY IN TERROR AS CHRIS BACKS UP, AND TACKLES CHRIS RIGHT OVER THE BAR, CRASHING BEHIND IT!
Jake Mercer: It was a rough landing for both of them, but Chris seems the more determined one to get up, crawling off the body of Daryl and pulling himself up with the help of the counter, now turning his attention to the contents behind the bar.
EAW: Chris moved towards the sink, reaching out and pushing the faucet handle, letting the water stream out towards the drain as he swiftly turned around and grabbed Daryl by the hair, pulling him up to his feet.
Stew-O: And Chris beats Daryl silly with a slap, knocking the taste of rum out of his mouth as he reels back and—SENDS DARYL CRASHING HEAD FIRST INTO THE EDGE OF THE SINK! OH AND NOW HE’S GRABBING A RAG FROM THE SIDE-!
EAW: Chris promptly spins Daryl around and leans his head over the sink, below the faucet, as he then smushes the rag against the face of Daryl, pressing it between the flowing water and his mouth and nose, effectively waterboarding him!
Flannery McCoy: OH MY GOD?? THIS IS INHUMANE ALREADY, CHRIS ELITE IS ALREADY TRYING TO KILL DARYL AS THE LATTER IS STARTING TO DROWN, THRASHING LIKE A FISH CAUGHT IN A NET AS CHRIS HOLDS HIM IN PLACE!
EAW: Daryl’s thrashing hands lift and grab each side of Chris’ face, his thumbs prodding upwards and jabbing INTO THE EYES OF CHRIS!
Jake Mercer: AND NOW DARYL IS TRYING TO BLIND CHRIS, BUT HE’S NOT BUDGING! CHRIS ELITE DOUBLES DOWN, FIRST REELING HIS HEAD BACK TO ESCAPE THE OUTSTRETCHED ARMS OF DARYL, THEN PRESSES EVEN HARDER WITH THE RAG! HE’S GOING TO KILL HIM IF THIS PERSISTS! DARYL NEEDS TO TAP OUT QUICK!
Stew-O: THE REFEREE IS PRESENT! HE SHOULD BE GIVING UP ANY SECOND NOW—!!!
Flannery McCoy: LOW BLOW! DARYL SENDS THE TOE OF HIS BOOT RIGHT BETWEEN THE LEGS OF CHRIS AND RIGHT INTO HIS GROIN! CHRIS DROPS THE RAG IMMEDIATELY, FALLING TO HIS KNEES AS HE CLUTCHES HIS GROIN IN AGONY!
EAW: Daryl fell as well, rolling out of the way of the still-flowing water and coughing up a mixture of water and alcohol on the ground, on the verge of throwing up from the experience but able to steel his nerves and carry on.
Jake Mercer: This has been rather unorthodox, to say the least, but it has been incredibly violent as we all expected, and Daryl is back on the offensive as he, oh what the hell…
EAW: Daryl, without a moment’s hesitation, began to rummage through the cabinets behind the bar, before finally coming across what he was looking for…an unholy amount of cans of Coca-Cola.
Stew-O: Well, Daryl has now armed himself with around half a dozen cans of Coca-Cola, and is prepared to use them as ammunition. He reels his arm back and, yep, throws it right against the face of Chris Elite, knocking him back down.
EAW: # PING!
Flannery McCoy: Another can hits him!
EAW: # PING!
Jake Mercer: And he is really firing away with these cans!
EAW: # PING!
EAW: # PING!
EAW: # PING!
Jake Mercer: How many cans of soda does he have back there?!
Stew-O: He retrieves one final can…and throws it into the dome of Chris Elite one last time! That is certainly one way to weaponise the abundance of drinks in this establishment!
EAW: With the ridiculous amount of cans surrounding him, Chris began to try and crawl away, heading for the pool table on his hands and knees as Daryl slowly followed,
Flannery McCoy: Daryl is still spitting out stray drops of water from his waterboarding experience, but he’s got the momentum on his side now, leaning over Chris, who is leaning over the pool table, grabbing him by the hair and lifting him up.
EAW: # CRACK!!!
Jake Mercer: OH MY GOD! CHRIS ELITE JUST SLAMMED AN EIGHT BALL INTO THE SIDE OF DARYL’S HEAD! DARYL STUMBLES BACK, ON JELLY LEGS, AS CHRIS PULLS HIMSELF BACK UP!
Stew-O: AND HE’S GOT A NEW WEAPON FOR HIMSELF: A HARDWOOD POOL CUE, AND HE IS WIELDING IT LIKE A SWORD! HE SWINGS FOR THE FENCES, CONNECTING HARD AGAINST THE SIDE OF DARYL’S TORSO!
Flannery McCoy: THAT ONE HAD TO STING, AND DARYL IS FEELING IT, RETREATING AS CHRIS CONTINUES TO PRESS HIS ADVANTAGE, SWINGING AWAY! DARYL IS BARELY ABLE TO AVOID THE FOLLOW-UP STRIKES!
Jake Mercer: I DON’T KNOW HOW MUCH LONGER DARYL CAN AVOID THESE SWINGS! ANOTHER ONE BARELY MISSES, AND ANOTHER ONE! DARYL IS RUNNING OUT OF REAL ESTATE! CHRIS RAISES THE STICK HIGH AND SWINGS DOWN, AND DARYL ROLLS UNDERNEATH, BEHIND CHRIS! HE SCRAMBLES TO THE TABLE AS CHRIS SPINS AROUND, SWINGING ONCE AGAIN!
Stew-O: AND THIS TIME DARYL HAS A STICK OF HIS OWN! HE GOT HIS OWN POOL CUE, AND NOW THE TWO ARE READY FOR A PROPER DUEL, MEETING EACH OTHER WITH EACH SWING AS THEY PARRY AND CLASH BACK AND FORTH!
EAW: The sounds of smashing wood fill the bar as the two continue to spar, barely keeping their footing as Chris keeps the advantage, pressing Daryl further and further back until Daryl’s back is finally against the protective rail in the center of the bar, keeping him from falling into the open hole in the floor that led to the open sea water below!
Flannery McCoy: CHRIS SWINGS DOWN, AND DARYL MEETS HIM! OH-?! HE GRABS CHRIS’ STICK, AND SENDS A BOOT TO THE GUT OF CHRIS ELITE, FORCING HIM TO RELEASE HIS HOLD OF THE CUE!
Jake Mercer: DARYL SPINS AROUND, FLIPPING THEIR POSITIONS AS HE NOW SWINGS DOWNWARD WITH BOTH CUES!!
Stew-O: BOOT TO THE KNEE BY CHRIS AND DARYL LOSES HIS BALANCE, STUMBLING INTO THE PROTECTIVE RAIL AND DROPPING BOTH STICKS INTO THE WATER BELOW!
Flannery McCoy: AND CHRIS DOESN’T MISS A STEP, GRABBING DARYL BY THE WAIST AND PULLING BACK, DROPPING HIM ON HIS NECK WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX ON THE HARDWOOD FLOOR!
Jake Mercer: Daryl barely rolls up to his feet from the momentum, in a daze as he subconsciously holds the back of his neck! Chris is only continuing to quicken the pace, grabbing the neck of Daryl and marching to the back of the bar, picking up speed with each step…OH MY GOD!!!
EAW: # CRASH!!!
Stew-O: CHRIS ELITE SENDS DARYL’S HEAD THROUGH THE VENDING MACHINE! GLASS JUST FLEW EVERYWHERE AS CHRIS BACKS AWAY, LETTING DARYL’S BODY SLUMP AGAINST THE GROUND!
EAW: Chris stumbles back, taking in labored breaths as the referee immediately rushes past him to check on the condition of Daryl, moving him out of the debris of broken glass in the machine. After a moment of hesitation, Chris pushes the referee back and drops into a cover, flinching as the shards of glass stick into his body.
EAW: ## OOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
EAW: ## TTTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
EAW: ## TTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
EAW: …
Flannery McCoy: DARYL KICKS OUT! WOW. That was mighty close, but he was able to push his shoulder off the floor, much to the annoyance of Chris Elite!
EAW: Chris began picking the pieces of glass out of his skin, reluctantly getting off Daryl. Daryl, of course, was in much worse shape. His face was riddled with tiny pieces of glass sticking into various layers of skin and drenching his face in a crimson mask.
EAW: As Chris got to his feet, he immediately began to scan the building, looking for what to use next before finally settling on something that caught his eye by the entrance…
Jake Mercer: And Chris is starting to undo a rather thickly knotted rope by the door, not sure what he’s planning to do with that, but it can’t be good. Daryl has yet to really even stir, just covered in blood as the referee tries in vain to pick out as many of the shards as possible.
EAW: As the referee continued to try and pick the glass out, he was soon knocked on his ass as Chris pushed past him again, grabbing Daryl by the hair and dragging him upwards, not to a full standing posture but to a pseudo-crawl, pulling him along.
Chris Elite: What’s wrong, Daryl? You were so talkative before, so why have you gone silent on me?
EAW: He laughed to himself, pulling Daryl along before finally pulling him up onto his feet, wrapping the rope around his neck before securing it with both hands.
Stew-O: You don’t think…
Flannery McCoy: OH MY GOD!!!
EAW: Chris ran with Daryl towards the edge of the bar, past the hanging tarp and to the outhanging deck, holding onto the rope around Daryl’s neck as he…
EAW: STOPS! DARYL RAISED HIS BOOT AND KEPT HIMSELF FROM GOING OVER THE EDGE! CHRIS LOOKS TO DOUBLE HIM OVER WITH A KICK TO THE GUT-!
Jake Mercer: THUMB TO THE EYE BY DARYL! CHRIS IS BLINDED, AND DARYL USES THAT TO HIS ADVANTAGE, WRAPPING THE ROPE AROUND HIS ARM AND THEN REMOVING THE END FROM HIS NECK! HE SENDS A LEFT HAND ACROSS THE JAW OF CHRIS, STUNNING HIM!
Stew-O: AND NOW HE WRAPS THE OTHER END OF THE ROPE AROUND THE NECK OF CHRIS! OH MY GOD, HE TAKES UP A RUNNING START-!
Flannery McCoy: AND SENDS CHRIS OVER THE SIDE OF THE RAILING, HANGING HIM FROM THE DECK! OH MY GOD, CHRIS IS HANGING OVER THE SEA BELOW, BARELY KEEPING HIS HANDS BETWEEN THE ROPE AND HIS THROAT, BUT STILL IS BEGINNING TO CHOKE!
Jake Mercer: CHRIS IS THRASHING AROUND WILDLY AS A BLOODIED, ENRAGED DARYL HANGS HIM WITHOUT A SHRED OF MERCY! CHRIS COULD SLIP OUT OF THE ROPE SECURED AROUND HIS NECK, BUT THAT WOULD JUST LEAD TO HIM FALLING INTO THE SEA, AND WHO KNOWS WHAT IS DOWN THERE!
Stew-O: HE’S STARTING TO FADE! HE MIGHT BE GOING UNCONSCIOUS! DARYL’S GRIP IS TIGHTENING EVEN MORE—!!
EAW: # SMASH!!!
EAW: GLASS FLIES EVERYWHERE AS ANOTHER BOTTLE CONNECTS WITH THE HEAD OF DARYL! HE DOESN’T WAVER THIS TIME; INSTEAD HE WHIPS HIS HEAD AROUND, LOCKING EYES WITH STERLING LUXE BEHIND HIM!
Flannery McCoy: DARYL LOOKS BACK AT CHRIS, STILL STRUGGLING FOR AIR…
Jake Mercer: AND LET’S GO OF THE ROPE!!!
Stew-O: OH MY GOD! NO-, WAIT! CHRIS CAN HOLD ONTO THE LEDGE, JUST BARELY AVOIDING DISASTER AND KEEPING HIMSELF DRY FOR NOW, BUT I DON’T THINK DARYL CARES ABOUT THAT RIGHT NOW!
EAW: Daryl turns his attention to Sterling fully, grabbing him by the collar!
Sterling Luxe: Now hold on now! I’m just a bystander, a Good Samaritan! You don’t have to do this!
Flannery McCoy: I don’t think Daryl is listening anymore!
Sterling Luxe: Please! I have money; I got a band back in the car, just let me go get it!
EAW: Daryl began to march towards the ledge overlooking the sea, Sterling being dragged along with him!
Sterling Luxe: PLEASE! I DON’T WANNA DIE! SOMEBODY HELP! CHRIS, HELP ME!!!
Jake Mercer: AND HE TOSSES HIM RIGHT OVER THE RAIL! STERLING JUST WENT FLYING INTO THE SEA!!!
EAW: As graceless as a chicken trying to fly, Sterling Luxe flew right over the head of Chris, who was still trying to hold onto the ledge, crashing into the waves beneath them!
Stew-O: Someone should check on Sterling; there are sharks in these Jamaican waters! At least, I’m pretty sure there are. Regardless, Chris Elite barely managed to keep himself alive there, and has managed to drag himself back up onto the barge, dragging himself back inside!
Flannery McCoy: But a vicious stomp to the back by Daryl stops him in his tracks! Daryl grabs him by the wrist and pulls him up to his feet, now running towards the pool table, leaping up to the top of the table as a makeshift hard spring, bouncing back towards Chris!
Jake Mercer: ‘DKO!’ THE CUTTER CONNECTS, DROPPING CHRIS FACE FIRST INTO THE WOOD FLOOR!
EAW: As the move connects, both men lie against the floor, breathing heavily. Daryl grabbed at his neck, grimacing from the pain while a motionless Chris lay next to him, his face pressed against the wood.
Stew-O: This brutal match is beginning to take its toll on both competitors, but it will be the blood-soaked Daryl Kinkade who rises first, in a daze but sticking to his plan with each step, blinking rapidly to remove the haze from his vision.
Flannery McCoy: Daryl is walking with a bit of a limp, but is making his way through the bar without much issue, looking for something in particular, peeking around the corner and finally finds it…
Jake Mercer: A fishbowl? It’s got a couple of tropical fish in there; not sure what he would want with that, though.
Stew-O: Whatever it is, it cannot be good whatsoever.
EAW: With the bowl in hand, Daryl walked back over to Chris, sending a boot into his midsection to flip him over. He lowered the bowl to the ground and mounted Chris, firing off lefts and rights to the face, leaving Chris to cover up!
Flannery McCoy: Over and over again, the blows fly and subsequently connect, slowly breaking the guard of Chris Elite! Daryl is whacking away at the defense Chris has put up, and he’s beginning to find his opening!
EAW: One final punch crashed against the jaw of Chris, sneaking past his now weakened guard and leaving him with a fully broken guard, his arms at his side. Satisfied, Daryl moved on to his actual plan, placing one hand on the jaw of Chris…
Jake Mercer: And now Daryl is trying to pry open the mouth of Chris Elite?! Is he out of his mind? No wait, oh don’t tell me! He’s planning to pour the contents of that fish bowl into the mouth of Chris Elite!!
Stew-O: :damn:
EAW: As Jake predicted, Daryl was trying to do just that, using one hand to try and force Chris’ mouth open while the other carefully held the fish bowl, preparing to dump it at a moment’s notice. The gap between Chris’ lips got bigger and bigger, before finally—
EAW: # CRUNCH.
Flannery McCoy: CHRIS ELITE BITES DOWN HARD ON THE HAND OF DARYL KINKADE! DARYL LETS OUT THE KIND OF SCREAM THAT WOULD HAUNT YOUR NIGHTMARES, BUT CHRIS DOES NOT LET GO! BLOOD IS SEEPING OUT FROM BOTH THE GUMS OF CHRIS AND THE FRESH WOUND ON DARYL’S HAND WHERE CHRIS’ TEETH PUNCTURED!
Jake Mercer: BUT DARYL STILL HAS THE BOWL IN HIS HAND! HE LIFTS IT UP AND, OH MY GOD!!! HE BRINGS IT DOWN AT CHRIS!
Stew-O: THE BOWL SHATTERS AGAINST THE FACE OF CHRIS ELITE!
EAW: Brought down with as much force as Daryl could muster, the fish bowl crashed against the mouth and nose of Chris, shattering into an uncountable amount of glass shards as water, glass, and, unfortunately, tropical fish, flew in each direction. His jaw’s ironclad grip on Daryl’s hand relented, allowing Daryl to pull back and roll off him, clutching his hand tight. An imprint of Chris’ molars lined his hand, the wound mixing with the shards of glass that sprayed against it, leaving his hand a bloody mess.
EAW: Chris had still gotten the worst of the ordeal, shards of glass lining the inside of his lip and puncturing the skin on his face, with a single tropical fish flopping up and down at the corner of his lip.
Flannery McCoy: A weak Daryl still has the wherewithal to make the cover, placing his arms over the torso of Chris Elite, who has yet to move!
EAW: ## OOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
EAW: ## TTTTTTWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
EAW: ## TTTTTTTTHHHHHHHRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
EAW: …
Jake Mercer: CHRIS ELITE POWERS OUT! HOW DOES HE EVEN KNOW WHERE HE IS RIGHT NOW?!
EAW: As Chris kicked out, he let out a loud, violent cough, spraying out a mixture of water, blood, glass shards, and a single live fish that had fallen into his throat from the bowl.
Stew-O: A truly disgusting sight, but this match will continue. Both men are drenched in blood, water, alcohol, and glass, but it’ll be Daryl, as expected, who begins to rise first, clutching his hand tight to his chest.
Flannery McCoy: Even with so much damage sustained, he’s looking for the next weapon, snatching an empty bottle off a table and breaking it against the side, turning it into a makeshift weapon.
EAW: With his free, still bloodied hand, he grabbed a fistful of Chris’ hair and pulled him along, towards the flight of stairs to the side of the bar. Their labored breaths and the sound of their boots matched as the only remaining noises in the bar as they walked up the stairs, leading to the open roof.
EAW: The roof was empty, having no protective railing as it overlooked the sea to three sides and the boardwalk to the front.
Jake Mercer: That is one long fall for either man as Daryl turns his attention to Chris as soon as both men reach the top, firing off a punch across the dome, sending Chris stumbling!
Stew-O: Both of these men should be evaluated for a concussion after this one. All those blows to the head and glass bottles really start to add up, but it doesn’t seem like Daryl is feeling the effects at this moment, continuing to pursue Chris with a kick to the gut, sending him tumbling!
Flannery McCoy: But he takes the momentum back to his feet, countering with a swift uppercut to the chin of Daryl, sending him back a step, followed by a stiff slap across the face! Daryl is feeling the pressure, and here comes Chris once again!
Jake Mercer: ‘OPEN YA MATA!’ THE KNEE CONNECTS, EVEN AS DARYL TRIED TO BLOCK IT! HE STUMBLES BACKWARD, TO THE EDGE OF THE ROOF! HE’S RUNNING OUT OF ROOM!
Stew-O: CHRIS CHARGES ONE FINAL TIME, RAISING HIS HAND TO KNOCK DARYL OFF!!!
EAW: # STAB!!!
Flannery McCoy: DARYL KINKADE STABS THE BROKEN BOTTLE THROUGH THE PALM OF CHRIS ELITE! THE JAGGED GLASS WENT ALL THE WAY THROUGH AND IS STICKING OUT THE OTHER END!
Jake Mercer: CHRIS FALLS TO HIS KNEES, HOLDING HIS WRIST WITH WIDENED EYES; DARYL STUMBLES AWAY FROM THE EDGE, HAVING BOUGHT HIMSELF SOME TIME!
Stew-O: It’s a huge opening for Daryl now, who picks Chris off the ground and delivers a backhand across the face, sending him stumbling backwards! That broken bottle is still stuck in Chris’ hand as he rolls!
Flannery McCoy: And he follows it up with a forearm, knocking Chris towards the edge now, overlooking the boardwalk that leads to the entrance of the bar! He grabs the head of Chris and places it between his legs, looking to hook each arm! Could he really be thinking of it?! He lifts Chris, in position for ‘Misery Loves Company’…OFF THE ROOF?!
Stew-O: BUT CHRIS IS STILL FIGHTING, SHAKING HIS LEGS AND LANDING ON HIS FEET! DARYL TRIES TO TURN AND COUNTER, BUT GETS MET WITH A BACK ELBOW TO THE NOSE! CHRIS BUYS HIMSELF SOME TIME, AND LOOKS AT HIS HAND! HE REACHES DOWN AND PULLS THE BROKEN BOTTLE OUT OF HIS HAND!!!
Flannery McCoy: BLOOD IS POURING OUT OF THE OPEN WOUND, BUT CHRIS FIGHTS THROUGH THE PAIN! HE SPINS AROUND, RAISING THE BROKEN BOTTLE AND PRESSES IT AGAINST THE FOREHEAD OF DARYL KINKADE!
Jake Mercer: DARYL RAISES HIS HANDS TO TRY AND PUSH IT AWAY, BUT CHRIS HAS ALREADY DONE ENOUGH DAMAGE, RAKING IT ACROSS HIS FOREHEAD AND DRAWING EVEN MORE BLOOD! DARYL FINALLY PUSHES IT AWAY, BACK INTO CHRIS’ GRASP!
Stew-O: AND CHRIS WHIPS IT AGAINST THE SKULL OF DARYL WITH THE BLUNT SIDE!
EAW: The sound reverberated throughout the area as Daryl fell back, stumbling one step, then a second, and a third, before finally…
Flannery McCoy: :damn: :damn: DARYL FALLS OFF THE ROOF AND RIGHT THROUGH ONE OF THE OUTSIDE DINING TABLES ON THE BOARDWALK!!!
EAW: As soon as Daryl fell, the referee rushed down the stairs to check on him as Chris fell to one knee, looking down at the rubble of the broken table where Daryl lay.
Jake Mercer: That has got to be it. Daryl just took what could’ve been a fatal fall off the roof after what has been an absolute bloodbath! This referee may very well call it there without the need for a pinfall.
Stew-O: Chris rises to his feet and moves towards the ledge, and oh my god?? Daryl is showing signs of life?! After that insane fall, his eyes, while still glazed over, are open! Chris looks enraged! He takes a look over his shoulder, then looks back down at Daryl and…
Flannery McCoy: HE TAKES FLIGHT!!! HE LEAPS OFF THE ROOF!!!
Jake Mercer: ‘AIMIN’ FOR THE MOON’ OFF THE ROOF! THE SWANTON 450 SPLASH CONNECTS AS CHRIS LANDS ATOP DARYL, KNOCKING THE RUBBLE AWAY!
Stew-O: THE REFEREE MAKES IT THERE JUST IN TIME TO FIND CHRIS LYING ON TOP OF DARYL AMIDST THE BROKEN TABLE! THE COVER IS MADE!
EAW: ## OOOOONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
EAW: ## TTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
EAW: ## TTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Flannery McCoy: AND THAT IS ALL SHE WROTE! THE MATCH IS OVER, AND THE REFEREE SIGNALS TO THE CAMERA THAT THE THREE COUNT IS COMPLETE!
EAW: A delayed ring of the bell came soon after as the decision had to be shown through the live camera feed back to the ringside crew. The voice of Stephie Love soon spoke up from within the arena.
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER, AND THE NEW NUMBER ONE CONTENDER TO THE INTERWIRE CHAMPIONSHIP…CHRIS ELITEEEEEEE!!!
EAW: The referee immediately moved to try and remove Chris and Daryl from the rubble as more officials arrived on scene with medical assistance to begin tending to the match.
Jake Mercer: In a match which will go down as one of the greatest wastes of good alcohol in all of history, Chris Elite leaves with the well-earned victory! It was gruesome, violent, spectacular, and altogether unforgettable, and a game Daryl Kinkade went the distance, but in the end he came up just short!
EAW: Chris Elite was soon helped up to his feet by two officials, the result confirmed to him before a third figure took over to help him walk. Sterling Luxe, his suit utterly drenched and still coughing up the seawater with each step, had returned down the side of the beach to join his winning client as the view panned elsewhere, bringing this Bar Fight to an end…
(A commercial plays for Territorial Invasion.)
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Stephie Love: The following is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Stephie Love: And it is a SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST MATCH! In this match, anything goes!
(Cassie by Flyleaf begins playing and Winona Hendrickson makes her way out from the back with a big smirk. She trudges down the ramp, tagging multiple fans on her way down. She slides into the ring and climbs the middle rope, posing there. After she drops down, she calls for more fans to bring the energy.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, weighing in at 150 pounds, from Washington, D.C., she is “WONDER WOMAN” … WIIINOONNNNAAA HENNDDRRIIIICCCKSSSOOONNN!!!
(‘Human Nature’ by Michael Jackson hits the speakers afterwards and Hanako Nanami quickly bounces out from the back, full of energy. She tags some fans as she skips down the ramp, sliding into the ring and glancing at her opponent before appeasing the fans.)
Stephie Love: Her opponent, weighing in at 110 pounds, from Kyoto, Japan, she is “PINK VENOM” … HAANNNAAAKKKOOO! NNAANNAAAMMMMIIII!!!
(‘Queen Leech’ by Grim Salvo & Witchouse 40k hits the speakers and Rei Oboro makes her way out from the back, spinning with her arms outstretched. She shuffles down the ramp, staring a hole through every fan with an uncomfortable demeanor. She runs up the steps and swings into the ring, crawling to the bottom rope, slithering to the apron and posing.)
Stephie Love: Introducing next, weighing in at 175 pounds, from Aomori, Japan, she is “THE BEAUTIFUL RAIN” … REIIIII! OOBBBOOORRRROOOOO!!!
(‘Razorface’ by Celldweller hits the PA speakers and David Gideon Smith is the last person to emerge from the back. He doesn’t have much theatrics in comparison to his other three opponents. All that his expression shows tonight is the deep desire to get in the ring and wrestle. As he slides in, though, he steps to the center of the ring and outstretches his hands to display the ‘Black Blade’ signal.)
Stephie Love: Lastly, residing in Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 250 pounds, he is “DGS” DAVID! GIDEON! SMITH!
(DING DING DING!)
Stew-O: Anything goes in this Survival of the Fittest match and that opens the floodgates to what is sure to be a very intense and heated matchup between four names who all have the capability of making a big splash here on Dynasty! All four look at each other, taking a moment to make their first move…
Jake Mercer: And it’s Winona who runs in first, going straight for David Gideon Smith—the biggest man in this match! DGS covers up as Winona starts throwing bombs at him, and he shoves her back! But here comes Hanako with a big dropkick to the chest! He staggers, and then Rei Oboro throws her body into him! DGS falls into the corner, but Oboro then bounces off DGS into a lariat to Nanami!
Flannery McCoy: Oboro doesn’t care about ganging up with the others to take out the biggest person in this match, all she cares about is inflicting violence on her terms! She sends an elbow to Winona, who responds with one of her own! Oboro throws another shot, but this time, DGS comes running in with a shotgun dropkick to both women! They barrel into each other and hit the canvas hard. Someone’s gonna have to step up and stop this guy, otherwise he’s gonna run roughshod for the entire match!
Stew-O: He drags Nanami up and sends a punch to the ribs. Another punch, and Hanako falls against the ropes. DGS winds his arm back and tries to send her over the top, but she drops down with a low bridge! DGS falls over the top rope and Nanami quickly runs off the ropes, looking to capitalize! SHE DOES JUST THAT WITH AN ELBOW SUICIDA!
Jake Mercer: DGS goes down, albeit, temporarily, as he’s already trying to get back up! Hanako sees this and she rolls back in! Hanako runs off the ropes a second time and revs up for yet another elbow suicida — this time she’s caught! DGS holds onto her and rams her back-first into the ring post! Hanako cries out in pain, and DGS throws her aside like she’s nothing.
Flannery McCoy: As he rolls back in, Winona catches him with a baseball slide to the face! He falls back underneath the bottom rope and staggers to the ground, holding his jaw. She rises and turns back to Rei who nails her with a boot to the ribs. Oboro grabs Winona by the head and looks for a suplex, but Winona sends a punch to the abdomen! Another punch! Winona lifts Rei up instead, trying for a suplex of her own…!
Stew-O: No! Oboro floats over! She wraps Winona’s arm around the back of her head and heaves her up for a saito suplex! Winona gets planted hard on the mat, and she looks around with a dazed expression. Rei rises to her feet and she quickly runs off the ropes, wasting no time! She dives into a SENTON! Oboro connects and makes the first cover of the match!
OOONNNNEEEE!!
TW—
Jake Mercer: Kick out by Winona! Rei drags her up and she sends an elbow to the body. Another elbow from Oboro, and she wraps her arms around the waist of Winona, trying to lift her up… Winona stalls it to the best of her ability! Oboro tries again, and Winona spins out, shoving Rei into the turnbuckles! Rei turns back and here comes Winona with a corner lariat! Rei staggers out and Winona runs off the ropes again…
Stew-O: This time, Oboro catches her by the waist and tosses her with a belly to belly suplex! Winona holds at her side in agony! As Rei rises, she turns around to see Hanako climbing the top rope! Hanako dives off the top with a BIG TIME CROSSBODY! Rei goes down hard, and now Winona is left to slowly pull herself up to her feet! Nanami calls her up to her feet!
Flannery McCoy: Spinning thrust kick to the body! Hendrickson hunches over, and Hanako runs off the ropes, swiveling into a sunset flip powerbomb! Shoulders pressed down to the canvas for the cover!
OOOONNNNNEEEEE!!!
TTTWWWWWOO–
Jake Mercer: But Hendrickson gets her shoulder up in time! Hanako rolls over and rises. She waits for Winona and she meets her with a palm strike! Winona is on wobbly legs, as Hanako turns around and quickly runs off the ropes, trying for—NO! DGS YANKS HER OUT OF THE RING! He goes to throw her into the steps, but she slides right in front of them! DGS is insistent as he flies into a knee strike-
Stew-O: DROP TOE HOLD INTO THE STEPS BY NANAMI! GOODNESS! DGS JUST WENT FACE FIRST INTO THEM! Hanako slowly rises, but it’s Winona who’s already running over to the ropes! She takes them and propels herself over! SLINGSHOT PLANCHA ONTO NANAMI! WINONA FLATTENS HER! Winona sees DGS hurting and she forces him up, throwing him into the ring! Winona is the biggest woman in this match, and that’s going to play to her advantage here!
Flannery McCoy: He slowly rises, holding his face in pain. Winona with a big time bicycle kick! DGS is on wobbly legs, and now she squats, trying to lift him up into a fireman’s carry! She’s getting close—but DGS refuses to relent! He sends elbows to the side of the head, and narrowly slips off of her shoulders. With Winona stumbling, he picks his shot!
Jake Mercer: ENZUIGIRI! Right to the back of the head, and Winona falls to her knees! DGS rises to his feet, but he’s not done! He yanks her off of the canvas and sends a chop to the side of the neck! Then, he spins into ‘ERGO SUM!’ THE SPINNING KNIFE EDGE CHOP TO THE NECK BRINGS WINONA RIGHT DOWN TO THE CANVAS! Winona has taken a beating very early in this match, and as DGS hunches over to do more damage…
Stew-O: Here comes Rei with a clubbing blow to the back! DGS staggers, and she throws another! He falls into the ropes, and Rei wraps her arms around his waist, trying for a german suplex! DGS hangs on for dear life, though! He’s holding onto those ropes! But Rei keeps fighting, trying to yank him off! DGS staggers backwards at first, then he runs all the way back, squashing her against the corner behind them! She hits the turnbuckles hard,and DGS slaps her arms down, spinning into an elbow to teh jaw!
Flannery McCoy: Oboro is laid out against the corner, and he lifts her up to the top rope. As DGS slowly climbs the middle rope, Rei starts sending elbows to the throat! She keeps elbowing him! And DGS can’t balance up top! He tries again, but Rei boots him away this time! He’s on wobbly legs, as she leaps off the middle rope! INTO A DIVING DOUBLE KNEE FACEBREAKER! DGS GOES DOWN! SHE MAKES THE COVER!
OOOONNNNNEEEEE!!!
TTTWWWWWOOO—
Jake Mercer: KICK OUT! DGS gets his shoulder up in time, and he rolls over, trying his best to recover. Rei slowly rises to her feet, and she sees Nanami sliding in out of the corner of her eye! Immediately, she swings for her head, but Hanako rolls underneath! She pops back up to her feet and spins into a dropkick to Oboro! Rei falls against the ropes. Hanako rises and throws another one! That one sends Rei over the top rope and straight down to the floor!
Stew-O: DGS is using the ropes to rise, and here comes Hanako with a flying forearm smash! She falls into the turnbuckles! Hanako rises and runs off the turnbuckles, diving into another one! That catches DGS! Hanako runs off once again, and with another—no! DGS throws her face-first into the turnbuckles! Hanako staggers back, and DGS scoops her up onto his shoulders. he marches to the center of the ring, putting her down with a DEATH VALLEY DRIVER!
Flannery McCoy: Nanami holds her back in pain, and DGS rises up to his feet. He’s not done just yet! He drags Hanako up by the hair and he chokes her! He lifts her high up in the air, looking for ‘CAED—’ NO! HANAKO FLOATS BEHIND HIM! She shoves DGS backwards into the ropes….
(WHACK!)
Jake Mercer: MY GOD! A STEEL CHAIR DRIVEN RIGHT INTO THE BACK OF DGS! COURTESY OF REI OBORO, WHO JUST PULLED THAT FROM UNDER THE RING! DGS staggers forward, holding his back in pain! Hanako sees this and she leaps up to the ropes! ‘LOVE DELUXE!’ THE SPRINGBOARD CUTTER CONNECTS! DGS IS DOWN ON THE MAT! AND HANAKO HOOKS THE LEGS!
OOOOOOOONNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Stew-O: WINONA BREAKS THE PIN! Hanako rolls away, holding her back! Rei sees this and she tries to get in with the chair, but Winona runs forward with another basement dropkick, shoving it into her face! Oboro goes down and Winona turns back over to Hanako, who’s rising. Winona swings a boot, but Hanako ducks underneath, and she gets caught up on the top rope!
Flannery McCoy: Thrust kick straight to the jaw from Nanami! Winona is still trapped up there,and then Hanako forces both of her legs over the ropes, then brings her down into a tree of woe position! Winona has nowhere to go, as Hanako makes her way up top! She positions herself, leaping off with a TREE OF WOE DOUBLE FOOT STOMP! HENDRICKSON IS OUT! AND HANAKO ROLLS HER OVER FOR THE COVER!
OOOOOOOONNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Jake Mercer: OBORO LAUNCHES THE CHAIR AT THE SKULL OF NANAMI! WHAT THE HELL?! Rei found a way to eat that dropkick, and she’s still using the chair! She picks it up and now aims for Winona, who is trying to roll away and recover… but instead, steel meets her flesh as Oboro slams it down onto her back! Winona cries out in pain, and Oboro slams it down again!
Stew-O: She takes the chair and sits it down. She pulls Winona up to her feet and wraps her arm around her head. Rei is seeking a brainbuster, but Winona stalls it with all she’s got! Winona starts throwing more punches to the body! Both women are fighting for that suplex lift! Rei refuses to give in and let Winona lift her up! But Winona doesn’t want to take that brainbuster through the chair!
Flannery McCoy: Rei tries again, but Winona grabs the top rope, using it to stall the lift! Rei struggles, and suddenly, Winona SNAPS HER UP! BUT OBORO IS WEIGHING DOWN ON WINONA! SHE’S TRYING TO ADJUST THAT LIFT…. AND BOTH WOMEN GO FLYING OVER THE TOP ROPE! SUICIDE SUPLEX STRAIGHT TO THE FLOOR! BOTH OF THEM ARE HURTING!
Jake Mercer: This may not be what either of them wanted, but now they’re forced to make something out of it! Both women are beginning to rise to their feet… Hendrickson is up first and she nails Oboro with an elbow against the barricade! Rei nearly falls back over, and Winona reaches over for something now!
Stew-O: As she digs it from underneath the ring, Rei might be in trouble because she’s got a DOOR! What the hell?! Oboro attacks Winona from behind as she’s setting it up! Rei throws her into the steps, and takes the door. She slides it into the ring and rolls in. Rei grabs the door and she sets it up against the turnbuckles.
Flannery McCoy: Rei turns around with intentions to capitalize… but DGS FROM OUT OF NOWHERE WITH ‘THE IMPALER’ THROUGH THE DOOR! MY GOD! HE JUST RAN RIGHT THROUGH HER! OBORO HAS TO BE OUT OF IT! AND DGS QUICKLY ROLLS HER OFF OVER TO THE COVER!
OOOOOOOONNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRE—
Jake Mercer: BUT HENDRICKSON AND NANAMI BREAK THE PIN AT THE SAME EXACT TIME! HOW CLOSE OF A CALL WAS THAT?! REI INTENDED ON STEALING THE DOOR FROM HENDRICKSON AND USING IT, BUT INSTEAD, SHE GOES THROUGH IT! NOW WE’RE AT A STANDSTILL!
Stew-O: I’m not sure if Oboro was gonna be able to kick out of that! DGS saw an opening to end this match and he took it in a heartbeat! Unfortunately, that’s the perils of being in a fatal four way! Everyone involved is hurting, but they remain hellbent on taking the win, no matter what!
Flannery McCoy: DGS slowly picks himself up from the canvas and he looks over to the other two, who immediately swarm him with repeated punches and strikes to the head! He covers up and shoves them away, flying in with a kick to Nanami, and then a back elbow to Winona sends her back! DGS quickly runs off the ropes, looking to send them out of the ring, but instead they throw him over!
Jake Mercer: That sends him straight to the floor! Nanami runs the ropes, and it looks like she’s gonna dive on DGS, but instead she handsprings into a back elbow to Winona instead! She takes advantage for herself, and Winona is laid out on the mat. Hanako rises up to her feet and Winona rolls underneath the bottom rope, struggling up. Hanako sees her up on the apron and she leaps to the middle rope, trying for a triangle dropkick—Winona ducks underneath and she lands squarely on her face!
Flannery McCoy: Winona runs over, climbing up to the top rope. She waits for Hanako to rise, and she flies into a DIVING LARIAT! Nanami is out of it, and Winona quickly hooks the legs for the cover. This could be it right here!
OOOOOOOONNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Stew-O: ANOTHER KICKOUT FROM NANAMI! Winona shakes her head, dragging Hanako up to her feet. She turns her around and hooks the waist, but Hanako sends an elbow to the side of the head! She sends another elbow, and then performs a standing switch, shoving Winona face-first into the turnbuckles. Winona hits the turnbuckles hard and Hanako runs in for a shoulder thrust, but Winona moves out of the way and sends Hanako shoulder-first into the ring post! Nanami staggers backwards, and Winona lifts her upside down…
Jake Mercer: But Nanami floats over, grabbing Winona into an inverted facelock! She tries to lift her up, but Winona spins out of it! She hooks the waist of Hanako, and Nanami does her best to try and break free, but it’s no use as Winona tosses her with a GERMAN SUPLEX INTO THE TURNBUCKLES! MY GOD! Hanako falls straight to the canvas, holding at the back of her head in agony! Nanami is laid out on the mat, and Winona struggles up to her feet!
Flannery McCoy: That brings an opening for Oboro, who flattens her with a running crossbody! Winona goes down straight to the mat, and Oboro drags Winona up to her feet! She hooks her head, and she lifts her up, marching around the ring as she slams her down with a suplex in the center of the ring! Hendrickson is down on the canvas, and Oboro isn’t satiated whatsoever. She rolls underneath the bottom rope and digs for something, and she slowly pulls a table out from underneath?!
Stew-O: Oboro shoves the table into the ring, and she slides in. She grabs the table and sets it up in the center of the ring, and sets her focus on dragging Winona up. She places her onto the table, and points up to the top rope. This could be bad for her, but as she goes up there, DGS climbs onto the apron and he clobbers Rei! He enters the ring, and wraps his hand around her throat, choking her!
Flannery McCoy: Rei struggles, doing all that she can to fight free! DGS wraps his arm around her waist and he lifts her up! ‘CAEDOMORPH CLAW’ THROUGH THE TABLE! HE JUST SENT OBORO GOING STRAIGHT THROUGH THE TABLE! MY GOD! OBORO AND WINONA ARE OUT OF IT AT THE SAME TIME! DGS drops down, hooking the legs for the cover!
OOOOOOOONNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRE—
Stew-O: BUT NANAMI DIVES INTO BREAKING UP THE PIN! DGS falls back, holding the back of his head! I don’t even know how Hanako was there to make that break after having the back of her head bounced off the turnbuckles! DGS rolls away, shaking his head. Hanako rises to her feet, and she runs into a corner facewash!
Jake Mercer: DGS leans against the turnbuckles, and Hanako pulls her up. She throws repeated elbows with all she’s got to DGS, who covers up to the best of his ability! Hanako continues to throw those elbows like they’re all she has, and DGS is getting battered time and time again! Hanako keeps going, and DGS falls against the corner! Hanako turns around and quickly runs forward, bouncing off…
Flannery McCoy: But as she tries that shotgun dropkick, DGS propels her up and over the top rope! Hanako barely lands onto the apron, and she sends an enzuigiri to the back of the head! DGS stumbles forward, and Hanako springboards up! She dives into a dropkick to the back of the head! DGS falls flat onto his face, and Nanami struggles. She looks to Hendrickson and Oboro who are simultaneously pulling themselves out of the wreckage, and he focuses on one of those two.
Stew-O: Hanako picks Winona up off of the canvas, tucking her head in. She tries to double underhook the arms, but pure instincts kick in for Hendrickson, who runs Nanami back-first into the turnbuckles, and she back body drops her! Nanami hits the canvas hard, and Winona leans against the corner. Hanako is hurting, and Winona heaves out in pain.
Jake Mercer: She turns around and sees DGS making his way up, and she picks her shot! ‘MACH 3!’ THE PENDULUM LARIAT TO DGS CONNECTS! HE GOES DOWN! AND WINONA QUICKLY HOOKS THE LEGS! THIS MAY BE ENOUGH FOR HER TO WIN THE MATCH!
OOOOOOOONNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRE—
Flannery McCoy: ONLY FOR DGS TO KICK OUT! Winona looks around, and she can’t believe it! DGS rolls over onto his stomach, and Winona slowly rises up to her feet. She pulls DGS up to the canvas and tries to lift him into a fireman’s carry, but DGS stalls the hold. Winona tries again, but DGS won’t let go! Winona tries one last time to pull DGS up to his feet, but he drops down behind her and wraps his arms around her throat. Winona struggles, reaching out for the ropes—
Stew-O: But DGS responds with a sleeper suplex! Winona hits the back of her head hard on the mat! As he rises, Oboro takes one of those broken table pieces and she BASHES HIM IN THE HEAD WITH IT! DGS falls to a knee in complete disbelief, as Rei just beats him over the head repeatedly with that broken table piece! He does everything in his power to cover up, but Oboro is just beating the hell out of him with no remorse!
Jake Mercer: She raises it up one last time, but DGS catches it! Now he’s fighting with her over it—and he yanks it out of her hands! Rei staggers backwards, and as DGS raises it overhead… Rei kicks him straight in the groin! He gasps out in pain as he falls to the mat, and then she takes the sharp edge of that table and jabs it in the forehead of DGS! DGS howls out in agony as she starts STABBING him! DGS covers up, but it’s no use! Rei is stabbing the hell out of him!
Flannery McCoy: Rei tosses it aside, then she winds back! ‘EPIPHANY!’ THE HEADBUTT CONNECTS! DGS GOES DOWN, AND REI COLLAPSES ON TOP OF HIM FOR THE COVER! HE’S OUT OF IT!
OOOOOOOONNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRE—
Stew-O: NANAMI FROM THE TOP ROPE WITH A MOONSAULT!!! WHAT A WAY TO BREAK THE PIN! BUT THIS MATCH CONTINUES ON! AND REI IN PARTICULAR IS HURT! Nanami rolls Oboro over, and she scrambles up to her feet! Hanako sees her chance, and she needs not to waste any time when it comes to capitalizing!
Jake Mercer: She exits to the apron and makes her way up top, slapping the turnbuckles! Rei is still not moving, and she stands all the way up, looking around to all of the fans who have begun to rally behind her! She points down to Oboro and dives off the top rope! ‘CARNATION STORM!’ THE FROG SPLASH CONNECTS! SHE HOOKS THE LEGS OF OBORO! HANAKO NODS HER HEAD PROFUSELY!
OOOOOOOONNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRE—
Flannery McCoy: WHAT?! WINONA FROM OUT OF NOWHERE WITH A TRASH CAN TO BREAK THE PIN! I DIDN’T EVEN SEE HER ROLL OUT OF THE RING! BUT IT DOESN’T MATTER–BECAUSE SHE’S SAVED THIS MATCH FOR THE OTHER THREE! Hanako rolls off of Oboro, grimacing in pain.
Stew-O: Winona sets the trash can up and she drags Hanako up to her feet. She tucks her head in, looking to lift her up… but Hanako fights the lift! Both women are battling, as Winona does everything in her power to try and lift Hanako up! She refuses to relent, sending Winona over the top rope with a back body drop! Hanako staggers forward, but DGS WITH A BOOT TO THE JAW! HANAKO WASN’T EXPECTING TO SEE HIM!
Jake Mercer: HE PULLS HER IN AND LIFTS HER UP, SPINNING HER AROUND! ‘VOID THUNDER’ ONTO THE TRASH CAN! MY GOD! HE MAY HAVE BROKE NANAMI’S BODY IN HALF OVER THAT TRASH CAN! SHE’S HURTING, AND HE QUICKLY YANKS HER UP!
Stew-O: DGS PULLS NANAMI FORWARD… FOR ‘THE BLACK BLADE!’ LARIAT TURNS HER INSIDE OUT, AND DGS WASTES NO TIME IN HOOKING HER LEGS FOR THE COVER! DOES OBORO HAVE ENOUGH IN HER TO BREAK THE PIN!?
OOOOOOOONNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEE!!!
Flannery McCoy: NO! SHE DOESN’T!
(DING DING DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner of the SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST match … DAAAVVIIIDDD!!! GIIDDDEEEOONNNN! SMIIIITTHHHHHH!!!
(David rolls off of Hanako, breathing heavily. He rises to his feet and swipes the blood off of his forehead with his index and middle fingers and looks at it, chuckling. The referee grabs him by the arm and raises it up high in the air. David looks around at all of the wreckage, glad to have made it out the winner.)
Jake Mercer: That’s yet another victory for DGS, who remains to be on a roll here on Dynasty! Being able to defeat these three names, it sets him up for something bigger and greater, and that’s exactly what he needs going forward.
Stew-O: Absolutely. DGS has had his sights set on rising up the ranks, and continuing to string together marquee event victories is certainly the best way to get there.
Flannery McCoy: Nanami, Oboro, and Hendrickson all put up their best fight tonight—and they have nothing to be ashamed of, but DGS wanted the win the most tonight and they’ll have no choice but to recalibrate from there.
(He exits to the apron, dropping down to the floor and making his way up the ramp. DGS walks off on his own two feet, meanwhile the other three are still receiving assistance inside and outside the ring.)
(A commercial plays for the WNBA Playoffs.)
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(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is a GULLYSIDE DEATHMATCH, scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Sweet Dreams’ by Eurythmics blared through the speakers as the crowd did not react in a very positive manner, which is made glaringly apparent with Harper Lee holding the briefcase, emerging from the back & standing at the ramp.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! From Charlotte, North Carolina, weighing in at 114 pounds… 2026 CASH IN THE VAULT HOLDER, HARPERRRRRRR LEE!!!!
Stew-O: Harper Lee is looking to venture into Reckless Wiring with all of the confidence in the world for this, as she has been able to put up a more than sizable outing against any competitor in matches of this caliber, as Pain for Pride proved as much in recent history.
Flannery McCoy: And she will have to take it up against all of the manic pressure that resides within going against one of the most unpredictable competitors in EAW today, which she has proven herself capable of going up against in her own right!
(‘NAKAMURA’ by Lil Uzi Vert can be heard throughout the speakers, as the audience lets their voices be heard once more with the arrival of KASAI. The Empress of Elite takes in the atmosphere while shooting the smirk, equipped with Queenslayer.)
Stephie Love: Introducing her opponent! From Amani, Kagoshima, Japan! Weighing in at 145 pounds… SHE IS THE EMPRESS OF ELITE… KAAAAAAASAI!!!
Stew-O: And here we are, as these two elitists have already been able to frequent one another now &
find themselves on quite the complicated wavelength after once working together, now set to collide!
Jake Mercer: KASAI has proven herself very well as she is the Empress of Elite after all, having been able to eclipse all of the expectations set before her as she looks to garner an immense win against Harper to have her own momentum at a high!
(KASAI—places the Queenslayer within the opening of the steel steps, as she quickly looks under the ring with a manic expression, while Harper tilts her head in visible apprehension.)
Stew-O: What is she…
Flannery McCoy: IS THAT—
Jake Mercer: THAT’S A FREAKIN’ MACHETE!!!! KASAI HOLDS UP THE MACHETE AS HARPER IS WIDE EYED—AND KASAI SLIDES INTO THE RING WITHOUT ANOTHER THOUGHT! THE BELL RINGS!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: AND HARPER LEE IS IMMEDIATELY HIGHTAILING IT OUT OF THE RING! KASAI IS MAKING THE CHASE TOWARD HER WITH THE MACHETE IN HER HAND!!! HARPER IS IN TROUBLE RIGHT NOW!
Flannery McCoy: NOT EVEN A SECOND AFTER THE BELL!!! KASAI IS READY TO KILL!!! Harper rolled out of the ring with a swiftness unlike any other as she looks to rush toward the ramp—BUT KASAI SLIDES OUT OF THE RING & STOPS IN FRONT OF THE END OF THE RAMP! Harper halts her momentum and finds herself stumbling backward!!!!
Jake Mercer: And KASAI is just grinning maniacally!!!! A goddamn machete in her hand while Harper is now retreating away & rushing around the steel steps, with KASAI back on the chase as she’s holding the machete up like she’s a freakin’ Resident Evil ganado!!! Harper is rushing for the timekeeper’s area!!!!
Stew-O: BUT KASAI IS FOLLOWING BEHIND AS HARPER IS TRYING TO REACH FOR BEHIND THE BARRICADE—
Flannery McCoy: TOO LATE!!!!
(SLICE!!!!)
Jake Mercer: DID SHE JUST GET SLICED UP?!?!?!
Stew-O: NO! HARPER RAISED HER BRIEFCASE UP AT THE NICK OF TIME TO STOP THE DOWNWARD SWING OF THE MACHETE!!!! SHE COULD’VE LOST HER HEAD THERE—AND KASAI IS NOW STRUGGLING TO PRY THE MACHETE AWAY!
Flannery McCoy: AS HARPER SLAMS THE HANDLE OF THE MACHETE INTO KASAI’S SKULL!!! KASAI is forced to let go, with Harper taking a deep exhale as she tosses the briefcase aside while the machete is still lodged within it! KASAI has been rattled by the handle struck within her skull as she’s trying to shake it off! Looking to retain her focus and bring it all back in order to get back to the match—
Jake Mercer: AS HARPER DELIVERS A MISSILE DROPKICK—WHICH KNOCKS KASAI INTO THE STEEL STEPS BACK FIRST!!! KASAI is clutching onto her own lower back as she slumps down, with Harper bringing herself up to a knee as she sees that there will be plenty of work to be done here in order to put the Empress down! She evaded getting her own damn life taken by that machete, but if this is the energy that her opponent is bringing, she’ll need to send fire back!
Stew-O: Which I’m sure Harper understands very well! As she’s now looking under the apron while KASAI is trying to crawl, as Harper is taking hold of her highly trusted tool box! She quickly opens up the box, and she’s not wasting time setting it over the apron as she’s able to take hold of a screwdriver! Now she’s treading toward KASAI, not looking to waste any semblance of time for about as long as she can keep her from coming back in this match!
Flannery McCoy: AS SHE STEPS TOWARD KASAI WHILE SHE’S TRYING TO MOTION TOWARD THE BARRICADE & BRING HERSELF UP—AS SHE’S LOOKING TO DRIVE THE SCREWDRIVER INTO HER FROM HERE—
(SPLASH!!!!!)
Jake Mercer: KASAI SNATCHED A BOTTLE OF RUM FROM A FAN & SPLASHED THE ALCOHOL INTO HARPER’S FACE!!!! Harper is immediately taken off guard as she’s now trailing away, stumbling about as she’s trying to clear up her own vision as the alcohol is burning into her eyes!!!! How the hell did they get a bottle of Hampden into the goddamn venue?!?!?
Stew-O: With KASAI now taking a strong, strong… STRONG sip of the rum bottle while raising the bottle highly as the audience reacts strongly! With Harper trying to clear her vision as KASAI didn’t steer her gaze away from her for long—AND MAKES THE SHIFT BACK TOWARD THE CASH IN THE VAULT HOLDER WITH PRECISION!
Flannery McCoy: ’DEADLIGHTS’ PUTS HARPER LEE DOWN WITH AUTHORITY!!! DISCUS PUNCH!!!! KASAI is able to land the punch all the while with the bottle of rum in her hand! And now she’s downing as much of the rum as she humanely can while Harper Lee is still down, clutching onto her own jaw as she’s backing herself up against the barricade!
Jake Mercer: AS KASAI SMASHES THE BOTTOM OF THE BOTTLE OVER THE APRON! THE REST OF THE BOTTLE SHE’S HOLDING IS NOW FRACTURED & RIDDEN WITH SHARP EDGES! KASAI is now motioning over toward Harper with wide eyes, as she’s now pouncing onto Harper—AND HARPER’S EYES GO WIDE!!!!
Stew-O: ’CAUSE KASAI’S CUTTING HARPER UP!!!!
(SLICE! SLICE! SLICE!!!)
Flannery McCoy: OH MY GOD! KASAI IS JUST SLICING AWAY WHILE HARPER IS COVERING UP, PROTECTING HER FACE AS KASAI IS STABBING THE BROKEN BOTTLE AGAINST HER FOREARMS! HER HANDS! ANYTHING TO BREAK THROUGH THE GUARD!
Jake Mercer: AS SHE LOOKS FOR A DOWNWARD SWING—AND HARPER RAISES HER PALM UP TO TAKE THE BRUNT OF THE STAB!!!! Harper yells out as KASAI is trying to drive the broken bottle down toward her face, not having a goddamn care for how her palm is being cut into by the bottle, overpowering Harper Lee to SINK THE GLASS ONTO HER FACE—
Stew-O: HARPER STABS KASAI ACROSS HER HIP WITH THE SCREWDRIVER!!!!! KASAI IMMEDIATELY YELLS OUT AS SHE BACKS HERSELF AWAY FROM HARPER! Harper knew what she was doing using one hand to defend herself, but now she’s prying away the small pieces away from her palm while trying to recover just as quickly from getting herself back into the match completely!
Flannery McCoy: With KASAI now struggling to keep herself mobile, doing all that she can to try & agonizingly pry the screwdriver away from her hip—as she’s able to do so!!! Now tossing the screwdriver off to the canvas while clutching onto the wound within her hip that bleeds continuously, turning toward Harper—
(BASH!!!!)
Jake Mercer: ‘BEFORE BEING STRUCK BY A METAL PAN ACROSS THE SKULL!!!! KASAI IS WIDE EYED AS SHE STAGGERS BACK AGAINST THE APRON!!! Harper snatched that damn pan away from the front row, these fans are just coming in here with damn near anything!!! KASAI is left in the deep waters here while Harper is glaring toward her, and she’s not slowing down for a goddamn thing!
Stew-O: SLAMMING THE COLD METAL ACROSS HER TEMPLE WITHOUT A SECOND THOUGHT!!!! KASAI is in trouble here as Harper is now slamming away AGAIN!!!! AND AGAIN!!!! THE PAN IS INDENTING FROM HOW MUCH FORCE IS BEING PUT INTO THESE STRIKES FROM HARPER LEE! Harper finally lets go of the metal pan, as she’s now looking to drag KASAI up & onto the apron! The glass that KASAI broke over the apron is also still dormant, spread along the apron which seems to serve Harper well!
Flannery McCoy: As Harper is quickly grabbing the tool box—AND SMACKS KASAI ACROSS THE SKULL WITH THE TOOL BOX WITHOUT A SECOND THOUGHT! The contents spill out across the canvas during the swing as now KASAI finds herself dazed with far more crimson beginning to flow from her own skull after the repeated strikes along the skull!!! As Harper drags her over, and she breathes in deeply as she is now LOOKING FOR AN OLYMPIC SLAM ONTO THE APRON—
Jake Mercer: KASAI CLUTCHES ONTO THE ROPE WITH A PALM TO HOLD ON—
(STAB!!!!!)
Stew-O: AND STABS HARPER RIGHT OVER HER SKULL WITH A GLASS SHARD!!!! HARPER IS IMMEDIATELY YELLING OUT AS SHE BACKS AWAY, CLUTCHING ONTO HER OWN SKULL!!! Harper drops to a knee while KASAI is able to keep herself steady, turning back toward her opponent as she’s looking to PUT HER BACK DOWN—
Flannery McCoy: HIGH KICK ACROSS THE TEMPLE!!! HARPER IS ABSOLUTELY DAZED!!! Harper is clutching onto the rope to keep herself steady but that’s all she can even do while KASAI is now recovering quickly enough to know what needs to be done next! KASAI is now reeling Harper back over, and she’s looking to put Harper through the absolute worst of it to come! She’s clutching onto Harper’s waist—AND HOISTING HER UPWARD ONTO THE APRON!!!!
Jake Mercer: GERMAN SUPLEX ONTO THE GLASS RIDDEN APRON!!!!!! HOLY SMOKES!!!! HARPER IMMEDIATELY DROPS FROM THE APRON AND SQUIRMS AROUND ON THE FLOOR IN ABSOLUTELY AGONY! KASAI is now clutching onto her own upper back as well after that suplex took a damn lot out of herself to make happen! The risk that she had to take to inflict greater punishment on Harper!
Stew-O: But KASAI needs to drag Harper Lee back into this ring! She’s trying to do so as quickly as she can, but it’s becoming a bit more of a struggle than she can manage to make get all the better as she’s taking a hold of Harper! And now she’s tossing her back into the ring soon before long! KASAI shifts but—not getting back in just yet!
Flannery McCoy: As she just—took a pack of dominoes????? What in the world would she ever need that for???? KASAI is now rushing back into the ring with the pack while Harper is trying to bring herself back up—WITH KASAI LANDING A STIFF KICK ACROSS HER TEMPLE TO KEEP HER AT BAY! Harper is dormant as KASAI now motions herself over—
Jake Mercer: AND PROCEEDS TO SHOVE THE PACK OF DOMINOES DOWN HER MOUTH AFTER OPENING IT UP!!! HARPER IS STRUGGLING WHILE KASAI IS HOLDING HER MOUTH OPEN!!!! Harper shoved KASAI away, a mouthful of dominoes in her mouth as she’s trying to spit them out before TURNING!
Stew-O: INTO ‘ABDICATION’!!!! FACEBREAKER WHILE THE DOMINOES ARE WITHIN HARPER’S MOUTH!!!! HARPER IMMEDIATELY SPITS OUT THE REST OF THE DOMINOES WHILE HER MOUTH IS NOW FULL OF BLOOD!!! KASAI quickly rolls Harper Lee over, hooking the leg as she’s now looking for the pin to pull through from here!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Referee: THREEEE—
Flannery McCoy: KICK OUT!!! HARPER LEE IS REMAINING IN THIS MATCH!!! KASAI is now bringing herself upward, slowly nodding to herself as the blood is mixing with her face paint, a disturbing visual that leads her to grin from ear to ear as she seems to understand exactly what she wants next!
Jake Mercer: As it seems Harper’s tool box may cause for much greater strife to be thrown her way, as KASAI takes a moment to grab the tool box while Harper is trying to bring herself up—AND SLAMS THE TOOL BOX OVER HER HEAD!!! Harper is left dormant for the time being, as KASAI is now latching onto a glass shard that spilled out from the broken bottle, and it seems she’s got some ideas!
Stew-O: KASAI IS NOW… TEARING AWAY THE RING MAT!!!! WITH THE SHARD!!! NOT GOOD AT ALL!!! KASAI extends the cut along a significant portion of the mat, before now yanking the matting away from the canvas until a full quarter of the ring has been exposed with nothing more than WOOD! This isn’t good! As now KASAI is dragging Harper Lee over & toward the exposed wooden surface!
Flannery McCoy: AS SHE’S TAKING A HOLD OF HER ARM… LOOKING FOR INCREASED INSULT TO INJURY TO POTENTIALLY PUT AN END TO HARPER LEE’S RECKLESS WIRING RIGHT NOW!!!! SHE’S LOOKING FOR ‘SLEEPING ON THE FLOOR’ ONTO THE EXPOSED WOOD!
KASAI: (off-mic) AGH!!!!
Jake Mercer: BOX CUTTER?!?!? INTO KASAI’S FOOT?!?! HARPER JUST STABBED RIGHT ONTO KASAI’S FOOT WITH A BOX CUTTER!!!!
Stew-O: That surely must’ve slipped out of the tool box that Harper smacked KASAI across the skull with!!! Now KASAI is immediately clutching onto her own foot as she lets go of Harper, who’s given more than enough ample time to recover while the Empress of Elite to properly find her footing, the blood made apparent from her own foot as she has no choice but to pry her own boot away!
Flannery McCoy: Giving Harper Lee more than enough time to find herself motioning up to the top turnbuckle—WITH A DIVING SENTON!!! LEADING KASAI TO CRASH BACK FIRST ONTO THE EXPOSED WOOD AS WELL!!!! KASAI IS IN IMMENSE PAIN!!! Harper is clutching onto the leg to make the cover!! This can do it!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Referee: THREEEE—
Jake Mercer: NOT ENOUGH!!! KASAI KICKS OUT!!! HARPER IS SHAKING HER HEAD IN VISIBLE DISMAY! Now she knows that much more will have to be done here!!! As much as she’ll possibly need!!!! KASAI is trying to bring herself back up, all the while Harper is now rushing over to the apron, looking herself away from the ring as she’s dragging KASAI away as well!
Stew-O: Now looking to walk back over to the machete while she still can! It’s lodged deep within her briefcase, but she presses her foot right over the briefcase—AS SHE PULLS THE MACHETE AWAY! Harper is catching her breath as she’s now turning herself toward KASAI while she STILL CAN—
(CRASH!!!!!)
Flannery McCoy: KASAI SPEARS HARPER LEE THROUGH THE BARRICADE!!!! THE BARRICADE COLLAPSES & THEY CRASH THROUGH!!! THE MACHETE FLEW OUT OF HARPER’S GRASP & CLOSER TO THE RINGSIDE AREA!!!!
Jake Mercer: KASAI SAID I’M TAKING YOU WITH ME BEFORE YOU SLICE ME UP WITH THAT THING!!! NOW THEY’RE BOTH STRUGGLING TO GET UP SOONER! Harper is trying to crawl, shaking her own head while KASAI is on the hunt, but she’s limping as she realizes just how much trouble her own foot is giving her in this current moment!
Stew-O: AS KASAI LOOKS TO HOLD ONTO HARPER’S LEG—BUT HARPER PUNTS KASAI ACROSS THE JAW!!! KASAI may have lost a tooth there just now! And now Harper is dragging KASAI over & toward the guard rail, gritting her teeth as she’s able to motion KASAI across to the guard rails, AND I DON’T BELIEVE SHE’S RELENTING BACK FOR A SECOND HERE—
Flannery McCoy: AS SHE’S PLACING KASAI IN A BRIDGING CROSSFACE WITH KASAI TRAPPED BENEATH THE RAILING!!! KASAI’S BACK IS BEING BENT BACKWARD INHUMANELY AS SHE’S IN DEEP TROUBLE!!! HARPER LEE IS REFUSING TO LET GO OF THIS SUBMISSION THAT SHE’S PULLING OUT FROM A NEWFOUND BAG OF TRICKS!
Jake Mercer: AND HARPER IS GRITTING HER BLOOD-FILLED TEETH AS SHE’S LOOKING TO MAKE KASAI PASS OUT HERE! The Empress is in some real damn trouble if she can’t get herself out of this submission in time, trapped in the goddamn entrapment of them all for all that it’s worth! Harper may be inching closer to victory—
Harper Lee: (off-mic) AGHHH!!!
Stew-O: STAB!!! AND AGAIN!!! AND AGAIN!!! KASAI WITH DESPERATE STABS OVER HARPER’S HAND WITH THE BOX CUTTER TO MAKE HER LET GO! It appears that KASAI held onto the box cutter after Harper stabbed her directly in the foot with the same weapon! KASAI is now clutching onto her own back, recovering as—she proceeds to receive something from an audience member while Harper is holding onto her own palm!
(Harper is urgently wrapping up her own palm with a roll of bandages that have remained dormant in its own first aid kit within the counter across the stairs, wincing as she is quick to slow down the blood loss before motioning back toward KASAI.)
Flannery McCoy: Harper is now treading toward KASAI, who is also struggling to recover quickly in her own right at the moment.. AS HARPER SNATCHES A PITON FROM THE AUDIENCE WHILE MARCHING TOWARD KASAI—
Jake Mercer: AND SHE LOOKS TO SWING FOR THE DAMN FENCES—
Stew-O: KASAI DUCKS THE SWING—AND FIRES BACK WHILE HARPER IS VULNERABLE!!!!!
(# BOOM!!!!!!)
Jake Mercer: WHAT THE HELL?!?!??
Flannery McCoy: ROUNDHOUSE KICK—WITH FIRECRACKERS THAT EXPLODE IN HARPER’S FACE!!! HARPER IMMEDIATELY CLUTCHES ONTO HER OWN FACE AS SHE’S LEFT STRUGGLING IMMENSELY! WHAT THE HECK DID SHE DO?!?
Stew-O: LOOK AT KASAI’S FOOT!! SHE REMOVED THAT BOOT EARLIER—AND REPLACED IT WITH A SANDAL FROM THE CROWD!!!
Jake Mercer: A FREAKIN’ FIRECRACKER CHANCLA?!?? KASAI MAY JUST BE A WOMAN OF THE PEOPLE TONIGHT! Harper is struggling to even find any kind of decent footing, and KASAI is taking the moment to wrap up her own foot with the bandaging that Harper used, ‘cause if that foot continues to bleed, it’s gonna lead KASAI to losing more blood than she would like!
(As KASAI proceeds to wrap up her own foot with the bandaging, while snatching another bottle of rum from the audience—and for some reason, dousing the cut along her hip with alcohol to mediate the pain, she takes notice to a specific device…)
Stew-O: What is she…. Oh no….
(## A motorcycle.)
Flannery McCoy: What could she possibly be planning?!?!? KASAI takes a chain that’s been left dormant by the barricade, now making her way back over to Harper as—AS SHE’S NOW WRAPPING THE CHAIN AROUND HARPER’S NECK???? HARPER IS SQUIRMING & TRYING TO FREE HERSELF FROM THE CHAIN!
Jake Mercer: BUT SHE REALIZES WHAT’S HAPPENING TOO LATE!!! KASAI IS ABLE TO SINK THE CHAIN AROUND HER NECK, AND NOW SHE’S DRAGGING HARPER OVER TO THE MOTORCYCLE! WHAT COULD SHE POSSIBLY BE TRYING TO DO! DOES SHE EVEN KNOW HOW TO RIDE THAT THING?!?!?
(KASAI soon latches the other end of the chain to the brunt of the motorcycle, as Harper is desperately trying to free herself—‘till her eyes go immediately wide once glancing over to KASAI.)
Harper Lee: (off-mic) W-WHAT ARE YOU…”
(KASAI sits herself on the motorcycle—and, without a second thought, stabs the box cutter into the kill switch to turn on the motorcycle.)
KASAI: (off-mic) Heh…
Jake Mercer: SHE CAN DO THAT??!?!?? HOW DID SHE LEARN THAT??!? HARPER IS QUICKLY GETTING HERSELF UP—
Stew-O: BUT IT’S TOO LATE!!!!! KASAI IS RIDING THE MOTORCYCLE ALONG THE CROWD AS SELECT FANS ARE RUSHING OUT OF THE WAY! HARPER IS BEING DRAGGED ACROSS THE FLOOR, ACROSS THE CROWD AS THE CHAIN IS WRAPPED AROUND HER THROAT!
Flannery McCoy: KASAI IS HAVING THE TIME OF HER LIFE!!! SHE’S DRIVING ACROSS THE CROWD, ALL WHILE HARPER IS HOLDING ON FOR DEAR LIFE WHILE CLUTCHING ONTO THE CHAIN! HOW IS SHE EVEN BREATHING??? HOW IS SHE HOLDING OUT FOR ALL OF HER LIFE RIGHT NOW???
Jake Mercer: KASAI IS A MAD WOMAN!!! SHE’S NOW DRIVING UP TO THE ENTRANCE RAMP, AND NOW RIDING HERSELF ALONG WITH THE TRAPPED HARPER LEE DOWN THE RAMP—
Stew-O: HARPER UNRAVELS THE CHAIN JUST IN TIME! SHE HALTS AT THE MAIN STAGE, COUGHING UP A STORM AFTER MANAGING ESCAPE! KASAI seems to realize this now, seeing that Harper has freed herself as she’s struggling to find any footing right now! The wind taken completely out of her sails as she’s leaned against the stage set up, unable to move too much!
Flannery McCoy: And KASAI is… Oh no…. I THINK SHE’S READY FOR A PROPER KILLING RIGHT ABOUT NOW! SHE’S REVVING UP THE MOTORCYCLE AS SHE’S LOOKING DIRECTLY TOWARD HARPER LEE!
Jake Mercer: AND SHE—HOLY CRAP!!!! SHE’S DRIVING BACK UP THE RAMP & TOWARD HARPER LEE—
Stew-O: # TO CRASH HARPER LEE INTO THE STAGE!!!
(# BOOM!!!!!)
Flannery McCoy: OH MY GOD!!!! ALL OF THE LIGHTS & ELECTRICITY FLICKER AS KASAI CRASHES INTO THE STAGE!!!! I DON’T BELIEVE IT!!!
Jake Mercer: ALL I SEE IS SMOKE!!! CAN’T SEE A DAMN THING! We don’t know what the hell happened to the either of them!!!!
Stew-O: Hold on! The smoke is beginning to clear!
(As the smoke does eventually begin to subside, what’s revealed is made increasingly evident.)
Flannery McCoy: HUH?? HARPER EVADED DISASTER! She dodged out of the way at the nick of time!!! She’s as unscathed as she can possibly be after that collision course could’ve rendered her a goner!
Jake Mercer: Which means KASAI took ALL of the collision with the stage!!!! But where the hell did she go?!? I can’t see her anywhere???
(Eventually, KASAI does manage to crawl her way toward the main stage—a mangled mess, as she is gingerly shoving the debris away while breathing heavily, and Harper takes full notice of her debilitating state.)
Stew-O: AND NOW HARPER IS ACTING UPON HER INSTINCTS! SHE GRABS THE CHAIN—AND WASTES NO TIME LOCKING THE CHAIN AROUND KASAI’S OWN THROAT! SHE’S LOOKING TO RETURN THE FAVOR RIGHT ABOUT NOW!
Flannery McCoy: AS SHE’S DRAGGING HER DOWN THE RAMP! KASAI IS CLUTCHING ONTO THE CHAIN AS SHE’S BEEN CHOKED WHILE HARPER DRAGS KASAI ALONG, NOT LOOKING TO SLOW THE AGONIZING STRAIN OF THE CHAIN!
Jake Mercer: Now able to get back into the ring!!! Forcefully dragging KASAI into the ring by the grip of the chain, as KASAI struggles to find her footing when rising—
Stew-O: AS HARPER CHUCKS THE TOOL BOX INTO KASAI’S FACE!!! KASAI IMMEDIATELY CLUTCHES ONTO HER MOUTH AS HARPER IS NOW DRAGGING KASAI UP TO THE TURNBUCKLE, NOT LETTING THIS MOMENT GO TO WASTE AS SHE HAS HER FOOTING!!! SHE’S GOT HER!
Flannery McCoy: ## ‘DIRTY FIREWORKS’ ONTO THE EXPOSED WOOD!!!!
Jake Mercer: AND SHE GOT ALL OF IT!!! BUT SHE’S YELLING OUT IN PAIN ALL THE SAME AS SHE DRAPES THE ARM OVER KASAI!!! COVER MADE!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Stew-O: KASAI LIFTS THE SHOULDER UP!!! KASAI IS ABLE TO LIFT THE SHOULDER—
Flannery McCoy: THAT HARPER LATCHES ONTO TO TRAP WITHIN HER LEGS— AS SHE REELS THE CHAIN BEHIND KASAI FOR A CHAIN-ASSISTED CROSSFACE!!! THE CHAIN IS REELING BACK AROUND KASAI’S MOUTH!!! HARPER IS SCREAMING OUT FOR HER TO QUIT!!!
Jake Mercer: BUT KASAI IS REFUSING! SHE’S CLAWING AT THE EXPOSED WOOD, TRYING TO FREE HERSELF AND TRY TO MOVE BUT HARPER IS REFUSING TO LET GO!!! KASAI IS DOING EVERYTHING THAT SHE CAN TO BREAK FREE!!!!
Stew-O: BUT SHE’S FADING!!!! HER CLAWING IS SIMMERING DOWN!!! THE OFFICIAL SEES HER FADE!!!!
(# STAB!!!!)
Flannery McCoy: WHAT?!?!? KASAI STABS SHARPENED WOOD INTO HARPER’S WRAPPED UP HAND!!!! HARPER YELLS OUT AS SHE’S NOW IMMEDIATELY CLUTCHING ONTO HER HAND!
Jake Mercer: AND HARPER’S QUICKLY TRYING TO PRY THE SEISMIC SPLINTER OUT OF HER HAND WHILE LOOKING TO RISE BACK UP—
Stew-O: ## WHO PULLED A WEAPON AWAY FROM THE STEEL STEPS BEFORE TURNING BACK TO HARPER!
Flannery McCoy: THE QUEENSLAYER!!! KASAI WHACKS HARPER ACROSS HER UPPER BACK WITH THE WEAPON!!! HARPER CRIES OUT AS NOW KASAI IS REELING HARPER BACK OVER! SHE’S HOISTING HER INTO POSITION WITH THE ARGENTINE RACK!!!
Jake Mercer: ## ‘DEMISE OF THE CROWN’ ONTO THE EXPOSED FREAKIN’ WOOD!!!!!
Stew-O: HARPER IS DOWN!!!! KASAI PAINSTAKINGLY MAINTAINS THE COVER AS THE REFEREE SOON COUNTS AWAY!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Flannery McCoy: HARPER STAYS IN THIS!!! SHE REFUSES TO GIVE IN!!! KASAI IS WIDE-EYED!!! As she’s now steadily rising back up to her feet, and she is now wrapping the chain back around Harper’s neck, locking in place so that they can’t be parted!
Jake Mercer: And now they’re BOTH tethered to the chain that is wrapped around their throats like a dog collar! Harper is trying to tug away—but KASAI REELS HER IN RIGHT INTO A SPINNING PALM STRIKE THAT KNOCKS HARPER DOWN TO A KNEE!
Stew-O: As Harper is left teetering on the brink, with KASAI now taking a stiff hold of the chain, looking to put Harper down with about as much authority as she can possibly manage from here.. REELING HARPER FORWARD WITH A YANK OF THE CHAIN FOR A KNEE STRIKE—
Flannery McCoy: HARPER STOMPS ONTO KASAI’S DAMAGED FOOT!!!! KASAI WINCES & REELS BACK AS SHE DROPS DOWN TO A KNEE! NOW HARPER HAS HER OPPORTUNITY HERE!!! SHE LOOKS FOR THE END TO COME, RUSHING TOWARD KASAI!!!!
Jake Mercer: ## WITH ‘LONELY STAR’!!!!!
Stew-O: ## CHAIN-WRAPPED ‘DEADLIGHTS’ SLUMPS HARPER LEE!!!!
Flannery McCoy: HARPER SLUMPS BACK! HER UPPER BODY SLUMPING OVER THE BOTTOM ROPE!!!! KASAI’S MOMENT TO FINISH OFF THIS MATCH IS HERE! HARPER SLOWLY RISES, NOT ABLE TO STAND FULLY AS KASAI NOW RUSHES AHEAD!!!!
Jake Mercer: # ‘MATRICIDE’!!!!!!
(…)
(…)
(# STAB!!!!!)
Stew-O: OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: # THE MACHETE!!!!!
Jake Mercer: HARPER DRIVES THE MACHETE OVER KASAI’S SHOULDER!!!! KASAI IS STUNNED, UNABLE TO EVEN REGISTER THE MACHETE LODGED OVER HER SHOULDER!
Stew-O: KASAI PLACES HER PALM OVER THE BLADE—AND YANKS THE MACHETE AWAY FROM HER SHOULDER!!! BUT SHE’S ABSOLUTELY LEFT STUNNED!!! SHE’S LEFT IN DISARRAY!
Flannery McCoy: AND HARPER IS MOTIONING BEHIND KASAI, TAKING A HOLD OF HER ARM AS SHE KNOWS THAT SHE HAS NO OTHER CHOICE BUT TO PUT AN END TO THIS MATCH WHILE KASAI CAN’T FIGHT BACK!!!
Jake Mercer: # ‘SLEEPING ON THE FLOOR’ ONTO THE CLAWED UP WOOD!!!!
Stew-O: KASAI IS SLUMPED!!! SHE’S NOT MOVING!!! HARPER LEE YELLS OUT AS SHE DESPERATELY PUSHES KASAI OVER HER SHOULDERS, AND DRAPES HERSELF OVER THE EMPRESS FOR THE COVER!!! IS THIS THE ONE?!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…. 2026 CASH IN THE VAULT HOLDER, HARPERRRRRRR LEE!!!!!
Stew-O: My goodness, now that was a brutal encounter of a Gullyside Deathmatch that certainly tested that moniker to its limits. These two women truly put out an electric warfare against one another after everything they’ve went through!
Flannery McCoy: KASAI proved just as much of how her own tenacity and mayhem could transpire in a match like this, who the genuine hell decides that a motorcycle is utilized in this environment??? She put Harper in the biggest world of trouble!
Jake Mercer: And Harper had to adapt in order to get past this one! KASAI was putting her through the freakin’ works, with Harper coming out of this one with her hand raised after one hell of a war! Although, not too sure these people fancy the victor!
(‘Sweet Dreams’ emanates throughout the speakers as the audience responds loudly in mixed reactions, with Harper Lee barely able to rise to her knees as the referee raises her hand in victory. Harper wipes the blood from her mouth as she holds her indented briefcase closely, with KASAI left dormant against the corner, a slightly bloodied grin of indifference as officials tend to both women with the scene fading from there.)
(A commercial plays for Raising Cane’s.)
(After coming back from commercials, the next match card graphic is shown…)
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(The camera fades to ringside. The ring is shown, as propped up on top of one of the ringposts is a pole, containing the cattle prod for the following contest. After showcasing the cattle prod propped up on the pole, the camera pans over to Stephie Love.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen… The following contest is a CATTLE PROD ON A POLE MATCH, SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
Stephie Love: AND IT IS FOR THE INTERWIRE CHAMPIONSHIP!!
(‘Dangerous Woman’ by Ariana Grande begins to play, and this causes fans in attendance to begin booing. The camera pans towards the stage, and Kendall Von begins walking out to the stage, keeping a composed, confident look on her face to show just how ready she is for the match ahead. She doesn’t pay any mind to the hostile reception, as in her eyes, it is only a matter of time before gold is in her hands.)
Stephie Love: Introducing the challenger!… From the Executive Suite in Manhattan, New York… Weighing in at 138 pounds… KEEENNNNDDDAALLLLLLLL VVVOOOOOOOOONNNNNNN!!!!!!!
Stew-O: The Jewel of Wall Street is here, and an impressive early stage of her run on Dynasty led her to Effy McAvoy. Kendall seems very confident that she’s capable of becoming the Interview Champion tonight, and given the fact that she has a beyond winning record right now, I don’t blame her.
Jake Mercer: That’s true, but she might’ve made a mistake, because of all the things she could do, she attacked THE GOAT! Ahren Fournier and Effy McAvoy both went down on Dynasty, and that might’ve caused things to get even more heated than they already were.
Flannery McCoy: That is true. We know how Effy feels about people attacking Ahren, and we know Kendall’s confidence alone can be a bit off-putting. Effy had grown to be a much more understanding individual overtime, but this match may bring out a side of her we know all too well.
(‘The Reckoning’ by Within Temptation follows, as do loud cheers from the fans in attendance. Kendall Von waits, but the camera pans towards the commentary table. Behind the barricade Effy McAvoy is already seen present, and she has a serious, focused look on her face as she stares at Kendall. She pulls herseld over the barricade, before raising her Interwire Championship towards the crowd, and soon after turning her attention right back towards her opponent.)
Stephie Love: And her opponent!… From Watch Hill, Rhode Island… Weighing in at 125 pounds… SHE IS THE EAW INTERWIRE CHAMPION, EEEEFFFFFFYYYYYYYYY MCAAAAAVVVOOOOOOOYYYYYYY!!!!!
Stew-O: As Flannery said, Effy McAvoy has grown a ton since she first joined this company and that fact is exactly why she is the Interwire Champion. However, Kendall has been trying to push all of her buttons, and we just have to ask which Elitist that actually benefits.
Jake Mercer: Effy said that people who put their hands on Ahren tend to lose, and I mean, is she wrong? She learned from one of the best, and she’s come into her own on top of that. Effy is more than capable of carrying out her threats.
Flannery McCoy: But at the same time, Kendall is undefeated and there’s no telling if this is where that streak ends. I suppose we’ll have to see, as right now, it’s time for this cattle prod on a pole match to begin!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: WE’RE UNDERWAY, AND EFFY MCAVOY IS RIGHT ON KENDALL VON, TACKLING HER WITH A THESZ PRESS!!!! I CAN’T IMAGINE SHE’S TOO THRILLED ABOUT KENDALL GOING AFTER AHREN, AND NOW SHE HAS THE CHANCE TO TAKE THAT ANGER OUT ON KENDALL IN A MATCH WHERE ANYTHING GOES, AND A CATTLE PROD IS PROPPED UP FOR WHOEVER CAN GET THEIR HANDS ON IT!
Jake Mercer: Kendall shoves Effy off of her and rushes back to their feet- BUT EFFY DUCKS THE SWING AND LANDS A KICK TO THE MIDSECTION! SHE GRABS KENDALL AND RUSHES TO THE CORNER, DELIVERING A HAIR PULL TO SEND THE BACK OF KENDALL’S HEAD INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!
Flannery McCoy: Effy’s angry, and Kendall is feeling all of that right now, as she just goes stomping away at her challenger! Those stomps are being directed right towards Kendall’s face, and this has been a rough start, but to be expected when you piss off a competitor like Effy McAvoy!
(Kendall Von sinks into the corner, but Effy is nowhere near satisfied yet. As soon as she sees that Kendall is down she looks upwards, giving a brief glare towards the cattle prod that has been propped up.)
Stew-O: AND EFFY MAKES THE CLIMB!!
Jake Mercer: SHE’S WASTING NO TIME, SHE’S TRYING TO GET THE CATTLE PROD!!
Flannery McCoy: WELL SHE SCALED THE TURNBUCKLES FAST, AND NOW SHE’S REACHING TO GRAB THE CATTLE PROD!!!!
Stew-O: BUT KENDALL GRABS THE LEG!!!
Jake Mercer: IT’S NOT ENOUGH TO STOP EFFY, THOUGH!! SHE’S STILL REACHING THE CATTLE PROD- AND SHE’S ALREADY ABOUT TO PULL IT OFF OF THE POLE!!!!
Flannery McCoy: BUT KENDALL PULLS EFFY’S LEG OUT FROM UNDER HER, CAUSING HER TO GO THROAT FIRST INTO THE TOP ROPE!!!
(Effy tumbles onto the apron, holding onto her throat in pain. Kendall holds onto her jaw for a moment with a cold look with irritation hidden beneath it, but after a brief moment, a smirk creeps onto her face.)
Stew-O: Kendall is heading out to the apron where Effy is, and she wastes no time dragging the Interwire Champion up- BEFORE SLAMMING HER DOWN ONTO THE APRON WITH A POWERBOMB!!!
Jake Mercer: OH NO!! EFFY CRASHES DOWN BACK FIRST ONTO THE APRON, AND SHE JUST FALLS LIFELESSLY ONTO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR! Kendall looks over at the cattle prod, and she just shakes her head. I think after what she just did to Effy moments ago, she wants to guarantee Effy can’t get back up when she goes for it!
Flannery McCoy: Kendall drags Effy back up, BEFORE DRIVING HER BACK FIRST INTO OUR TABLE! Effy drops down to her knees, but Kendall is quick to drag her into a front facelock before turning around! I think Effy might be in a bit more trouble here!
Stew-O: Kendall hooks the arm, BEFORE DELIVERING A SNAP SUPLEX ONTO OUR TABLE!!! EFFY CRASHES ONTO OUR TABLE, AND IT DOESN’T EVEN BREAK! Effy is just sprawled out on our table right now, and the challenger is just having her way right now as Effy’s anger and desire to hurt Kendall may have caused her to be the one in danger!
Jake Mercer: Kendall just has that smirk on her face, knowing that things are working out entirely in her favor right now! This is the downside of going into this match with a chip on your shoulder and some anger in your heart! As soon as that’s exploited the opponent has a serious advantage, and right now Kendall is all over Effy!
Flannery McCoy: Kendall drags Effy off of the table, AND SHE SENDS EFFY HEAD FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE! Effy’s forehead went into the barricade, and she just dropped down to both knees, getting her hand on the barricade as she’s just trying to pull herself up at this point!
Stew-O: Effy is at Kendall’s mercy right now, and Kendall takes this opportunity to take advantage of the relaxed rules that comes with this stipulation, picking up a steel chair from the timekeeper’s area! That cattle prod is without a doubt the most damaging weapon present right now, but some steel is always going to get the job done, especially with what Kendall is planning right now!
Jake Mercer: Effy starts to pull herself to her feet, JUST IN TIME FOR KENDALL TO SMASH THE STEEL CHAIR INTO HER HEAD!
Flannery McCoy: NO!
Stew-O: EFFY WAS ABLE TO CATCH THE CHAIR JUST BEFORE IT COULD HIT HER HEAD, AND SHE KICKS KENDALL IN THE SHIN TO THROW HER OFF- BEFORE SHOVING THE CHAIR RIGHT INTO THE CHALLENGER’S FACE!!!
Jake Mercer: EFFY GRABS KENDALL AS SHE TURNS AROUND IN PAIN- AND EFFY SENDS KENDALL FACE FIRST INTO THE RING POST, CAUSING HER TO STUMBLE AND DROP TO A KNEE! Kendall grabs onto the apron and tries to get back up, BUT EFFY USES THE OPPORTUNITY TO LAND A CHAIR SHOT TO THE BACK! KENDALL SCREAMS IN PAIN AND DROPS TO ALL FOURS- BUT THIS JUST OPENS EFFY UP TO CONNECT WITH A SECOND SHOT TO THE BACK!
Flannery McCoy: Effy slides the chair into the ring before dragging Kendall up, sending her in as well as the action returns to the squared circle! Effy is quick to back into a far corner as Kendal gets to a knee, right above the steel chair! EFFY RUNS IN!
Stew-O: STORYBOOK ENDING ONTO THE CHAIR!!
Jake Mercer: NO!! KENDALL GOT OUT OF THE WAY JUST IN TIME, AND-
CRACK!
Jake Mercer: KENDALL JUST PICKED UP THE CHAIR, THROWING IT AT EFFY’S FACE!!!
Flannery McCoy: Effy was rocked by that one and falls backwards, and Kendall meanwhile stumbles into the corner where the pole is, hanging onto the top rope to keep her balance as things clearly took a bit of a turn since that chair was brought in!
Stew-O: This time it’s Kendall that turns around- AND SHE MAKES A BEELINE TOWARDS THAT CATTLE PROD!!!
Jake Mercer: BUT IT’S NOT BEING BROUGHT INTO THE MATCH JUST YET! Effy forces herself over, diving in and grabbing Kendall’s leg before she could even make it all the way to the top rope! Effy is down on the mat and Kendall is trying to shake her off, but Effy is able to get to a knee, and start pulling herself back while dragging Kendall back down into the ring!
Flannery McCoy: Kendall is brought back down, but she hangs onto the top turnbuckle while Effy continues trying to stop her from getting to the cattle prod! It looks like Kendall may be messing with the turnbuckle pad-
Stew-O: AND IT SEEMS YOU WERE RIGHT! EFFY RIPS KENDALL OUT OF THE CORNER, BUT THE TURNBUCKLE PAD GOES WITH HER! Kendall dropped to a knee, slightly thrown off by getting pulled out of the corner! Effy quickly rushes back up to take advantage as Kendall tosses the turnbuckle pad aside- AND GRABS KENDALL, LOOKING TO SEND HER INTO THE CORNER!
Jake Mercer: BUT KENDALL TURNS IT AROUND, SENDING EFFY HEAD FIRST INTO THE EXPOSED TURNBUCKLE! Effy goes head first into the steel, and if there was any way to leave the Champion dazed, I’d say that was it!
Flannery McCoy: Kendall grabs Effy while she’s still just struggling to keep herself on her feet, AND SHE SLAMS EFFY’S FACE INTO THE EXPOSED TURNBUCKLE A SECOND TIME! Effy drops to a knee momentarily, BUT KENDALL DRAGS HER RIGHT BACK UP, SLAMMING HER FACE INTO THE STEEL A THIRD TIME! Effy is holding onto the top rope to keep herself up, and Kendall just shakes her head, heading into the opposite corner as it seems she’s not too thrilled about Effy’s fight. Still, I don’t know what she’s expecting. She’s the Interwire Champion for a reason, and she’s not going to go down so easily!
Stew-O: Kendall is in the corner opposite of Effy, who has repositioned herself in the corner, trying her best just to hang onto the top rope and keep herself from falling! Kendall now, BREAKS INTO A HANDSPRING! KENDALL TAKING THE OPPORTUNITY TO SHOW OFF A BIT WHILE EFFY IS STILL DAZED, AS SHE GOES FOR THE HANDSPRING BACK ELBOW!!!
Jake Mercer: BUT LOOK, HER CONFIDENCE MIGHT’VE GOTTEN THE BETTER OF HER! EFFY DUCKED THE ELBOW AND GRABBED ONTO HER, AND SHE LIFTS KENDALL BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A BELLY TO BACK SUPLEX ONTO THE EXPOSED TURNBUCKLE!!!
Flannery McCoy: Kendall goes down, immediately rolling out onto the apron as Effy falls back, sitting on the middle rope. Kendall has been very vicious tonight, but Effy has truly come into her own throughout her time in EAW, and if that newfound experience and confidence wasn’t enough, she has absolutely retained that aggression and unpredictability that’s made her such a threat to begin with.
Stew-O: That is true, but right now we are in an interesting position, as both Elitists want to get their hands on that cattle prod, which they know will be the game changer, but neither of them are in any position to go after it as their opponents still have just enough to stop them!
Jake Mercer: Effy drags herself up using the top rope, still holding her head in pain after having it bashed into the exposed turnbuckle. She sees Kendall dragging herself up, and right now I think some of that frustration is starting to creep back in from Kendall attacking Ahren!
Flannery McCoy: Kendall uses the ropes to pull herself up on the apron, BUT AT THE SAME TIME, EFFY TURNS AND STARTS RUNNING THE ROPES!!!
Stew-O: EFFY STEPS OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE, GOING OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH A CLOTHESLINE THAT TAKES KENDALL OFF THE APRON AND SENDS BOTH WOMEN OUT TO RINGSIDE!!!!!
Jake Mercer: WOW!! WHAT WAS THAT!?!? Trust me, it’s not often that I’m lost for words, but I don’t even know how to explain what Effy just did! She could’ve hurt herself or worse, paralyzed herself with that landing, but she took that risk just to make sure she dealt the damage she feels Kendall deserves! I think Kendall hit the back of her head on the ringside floor there, and that might be enough for Effy to say that an insane stunt like that was worth it!
Flannery McCoy: Effy turns and crawls herself towards the ring, digging under it before pulling out a kendo stick! I don’t think it’s as dangerous of a weapon as she’d like right now, but I don’t think she’s in any condition to make the climb towards the cattle prod right now! Only choice she has is to work with what she’s got.
Stew-O: And that she will, as she uses the apron to pull herself up! Kendall is holding the back of her head as she stumbles to her feet- AND EFFY WHACKS HER IN THE MIDSECTION WITH THE KENDO STICK, IMMEDIATELY CAUSING HER TO DOUBLE OVER! EFFY RAISES THE KENDO STICK, AND THERE’S A SHOT TO THE BACK NOW! Kendall starts to stumble away, finding her way past our table and towards the steel steps! Effy is lining Kendall up for another shot, AND SHE GETS IT, CAUSING KENDALL TO STUMBLE TOWARDS THE BARRICADE!
Jake Mercer: Kendall holds her back in pain, and Effy just shakes her head, clearly no love lost between these two as Effy is ready to keep dishing out punishment! Effy lines Kendall up, AND SHE SWINGS FOR THE HEAD-
Flannery McCoy: BUT KENDALL IS ABLE TO DUCK UNDER THAT SHOT! She just managed to get out of the way, and Effy nearly lost that kendo stick to the crowd just now!
Stew-O: Effy quickly turns back to her opponent- AND KENDALL LANDS A KNEE TO THE STOMACH! This time Effy is the one whose back is to the barricade, and I think that knee may have bought Kendall the time that she needed! Both to recover, and to make a move herself!
Jake Mercer: Kendall quickly pulls Effy into a front facelock before backpedaling towards the steel steps, AND DROPPING EFFY HEAD FIRST INTO THE STEEL STEPS WITH A DDT!!!!
Flannery McCoy: Effy is down and out right now, and while Kendall is struggling after all the damage she’s taken, I think this match has gone seriously back and forth as neither competitor has been able to maintain control for too long. Both women are becoming increasingly worse for wear, and that stunt from Effy not too long ago couldn’t have helped that matter whatsoever. Both Elitists are still feeling the effects of that, but fortunately for them, there are no count outs in a match like this.
Stew-O: It seems we may not have to think about that anyway, as Kendall pushes herself up using the steel steps! She immediately holds onto the ring post to keep herself up, before finally she grabs Effy and sends her back into the ring, immediately pulling herself back onto the apron! I think Kendall is done focusing on just wearing Effy down. She sees how much of a threat Effy is now, and it’s time for her to focus on putting her down!
Jake Mercer: That does seem to be the case, as Kendall managed to pull herself to the top rope in the corner nearest to her! Effy is starting to find her way to her feet somehow, but she looks pretty much out of it!
Flannery McCoy: And now is Kendall’s time to strike, AS SHE DIVES IN FOR THE MARKET CRASH!!
Stew-O: EFFY GOT OUT OF THE WAY!! SHE FOUND JUST ENOUGH STRENGTH TO PUSH HERSELF INTO THE CORNER! Kendall lands on her feet, BUT I DON’T THINK THAT WILL HELP HER OUT RIGHT NOW, AS EFFY QUICKLY GRABS HER FROM BEHIND!
Jake Mercer: AND EFFY CONNECTS WITH THE CLIMAX!!!
Flannery McCoy: But I don’t think she got all of it! Her damage and fatigue is clearly catching up to her as Kendall wasn’t taken down, but she is seriously dazed, and still right in Effy’s hands! Effy runs and rebounds off the ropes, TO FINISH HER CHALLENGER OFF WITH PROTECT YA NECK!!
Stew-O: BUT A KICK TO THE SHIN STOPS EFFY AS SHE DROPS TO A KNEE- BEFORE KENDALL DROPS HER WITH ON THE DOTTED LINE!!!!
Jake Mercer: KENDALL COLLAPSES, AND EVEN IF EFFY DIDN’T GET ALL OF THAT KNEE, SHE CLEARLY GOT ENOUGH OF IT! Kendall was able to stay on her feet just long enough to surprise Effy with the buzzsaw kick, but that was all she had!
Flannery McCoy: Both Elitists are giving this match all they have, but you’re seeing the consequences of that as we progress with this match. Effy was dropped head first into those steps ages ago, and we already saw the onslaught Kendall took. It is a wonder how they’re even fighting now, and they haven’t even been able to bring the cattle prod into this!
Stew-O: That weapon is the definition of a game changer, and at this point, it very well could be what decides the winner of this one. Kendall is leaning on the bottom rope, and she reaches out and grabs onto the middle rope, trying to use it to pull herself up. Effy is doing the same closer to the opposite side of the ring, and they’re both fighting just to get back up.
Jake Mercer: They’re both pulling themselves back to their feet, but Effy makes her way along the top rope and towards the turnbuckle in the process. Effy is making an intentional effort to pull herself towards Kendall, while Kendall is just using the time to try and recover after all the damage she’s suffered! I think we’re getting a good look right now at just how different of competitors these two are.
Flannery McCoy: You may actually be right on that front. Kendall is taking the logical route, while Effy is doing everything in her power to make sure she can take Kendall down!
Stew-O: Effy makes her way over to Kendall, AND KENDALL TRIES SWINGING AT HER, BUT EFFY BLOCKS IT BEFORE PULLING KENDALL INTO A HEADBUTT! Kendall was dazed by that, AND NOW EFFY JUST STARTS TO BASH FOREARMS INTO KENDALL’S FACE, KNOWING SHE IS IN NO CONDITION TO FIGHT BACK!
Jake Mercer: Kendall is backed into the corner of the ring as Effy continues laying those forearms in, and it is not looking good for the challenger, as Effy is just unloading! Effy grabs Kendall with both hands, AND SHE DELIVERS A HEADBUTT! A SECOND! A THIRD! Effy delivers repeated headbutts to drop Kendall down to a knee, and this assault isn’t finished yet! Effy probably won’t be satisfied until she knows Kendall won’t be getting back up!
Flannery McCoy: Effy forces herself out of the corner, running into the opposite one as she stops just before the exposed turnbuckle! Effy now running back in-
Stew-O: BUT SHE IS POPPED ONTO THE SHOULDERS OF KENDALL VON, THE LARGER COMPETITOR!!!
Jake Mercer: KENDALL USES THE DIFFERENCE IN SIZE AND POWER TO HER ADVANTAGE, POPPING EFFY ONTO HER SHOULDERS BEFORE RUNNING INTO THE OPPOSITE CORNER… FOR A BUCKLE BOMB INTO THE EXPOSED TURNBUCKLE!!!
Flannery McCoy: EFFY GOES DOWN, AND KENDALL IMMEDIATELY HANGS ONTO THE TOP ROPE, BUT I THINK SHE HAS HER TARGET- AND IT ISN’T EVEN THE CHAMPION!
Stew-O: Oh God, I think you’re right! Kendall knows by now just how tough Effy is, but she also knows nobody can get up from a buckle bomb into pure steel that quickly! Kendall pulls herself into the corner, AND SHE’S MAKING THE CLIMB! TO RETRIEVE THE CATTLE PROD!!
Jake Mercer: Effy isn’t moving! If Kendall grabs that cattle prod it’ll officially be free to use for both competitors, only I don’t think she’ll have any plans of dropping it until Effy is done with and a new Champion is being crowned!
Flannery McCoy: And unfortunately for Effy, I think we’re only moments away from that becoming a reality! Effy is trying her best to push herself up to stop her, but she just can’t do it! She can’t move after going back first into the steel! Kendall got her!
Stew-O: AND KENDALL PULLS THE CATTLE PROD OFF OF THE POLE!!! KENDALL VON GOT THE CATTLE PROD, AND IT IS NOW AVAILABLE FOR USE!!!
Jake Mercer: KENDALL GOT IT!! KENDALL GOT THE CATTLE PROD, AND I THINK IT’S SAFE TO SAY EFFY IS IN MORE THAN A BIT OF TROUBLE!! These two have already spent so long tearing each other apart, and now Kendall managed to get her hands on what is definitely a game changing weapon! I wouldn’t want to be Effy McAvoy right now, that’s for sure!
Flannery McCoy: Effy is still trying to get up as Kendall drops down to the mat- BUT KENDALL DOESN’T EVEN GIVE HER THE CHANCE! SHE JUST STABS THE CATTLE PROD INTO EFFY’S BACK, ACTIVATING IT AND SHOCKING HER!
Stew-O: Effy screams in pain, before beginning to roll towards the ropes. A cattle prod isn’t quite like a taser. It won’t paralyze you as much as it’ll just hurt like hell, but as someone who thankfully has felt neither, I honestly couldn’t tell you which one is worse.
Jake Mercer: Effy is grabbing onto the ropes, but she’s in so much pain she can’t even attempt to pull herself up right now! Kendall just casually walks over, BEFORE STABBING EFFY IN THE SIDE, SHOCKING HER AGAIN!! I can see why that cattle prod was strapped to that pole! This is just unreal, I can’t see how Effy is going to turn this around.
Flannery McCoy: At this point in the match? There’s a chance she just can’t, and if that’s the case, we’re looking at our new Interwire Champion.
Stew-O: Effy rolled out to the apron, but Kendall has just been all over her. She drags Effy back up, just enough to pull he head into the ring from over the middle rope, AND NOW SHE SHOCKS EFFY RIGHT IN THE NECK- BEFORE RAISING THE CATTLE PROD AND JUST HITTING THE CHAMPION IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH IT!!!
Jake Mercer: Effy falls into the mat and inadvertently rolls onto her back, and Kendall just looks at Effy with an unimpressed look. It’s been all Kendall since she got that cattle prod, and I think that confidence is starting to flood back in because of that!
Flannery McCoy: Well I can’t fault her for being confident when her opponent literally isn’t able to move! Kendall presses the cattle prod against Effy’s head, AND NOW SHOCKS EFFY AGAIN, BUT SHE DOESN’T REMOVE THE CATTLE PROD!!! SHE JUST KEEPS SHOCKING EFFY, AND EFFY IS SCREAMING IN PAIN BUT THIS TIME SHE HAS NOWHERE TO GO, AS KENDALL’S HOLDING HER IN PLACE!!!!
Stew-O: EFFY IS JUST BEING REPEATEDLY SHOCKED, AND SHE CAN’T EVEN SCREAM ANY MORE WITH THE PAIN SHE’S IN!! Kendall is literally torturing her opponent right now, and we knew that the cattle prod may be the ticket to winning this match, but I didn’t think it’d get this nasty!
Jake Mercer: Kendall finally relents, and look at Effy. She’s done. Kendall knows she has the match won, and she just makes her way to the corner, keeping the cattle prod in her hand as she starts to climb to the top rope! If I had to guess, I think Kendall is ready to put this one away.
Flannery McCoy: It’s a ridiculous task, but it looks like Kendall is actually waiting for Effy to get up, even after all that torture just now.
Stew-O: Effy is trying, though. It looks like it was a struggle just making it back to all fours, but slowly but surely she is starting to push herself back to her feet! The resilience of Effy is admirable, but unfortunately I think this is exactly what Kendall wants!
Jake Mercer: It is, and now Kendall doesn’t have to wait any longer! SHE DIVES FROM THE TOP ROPE!!
Flannery McCoy: # FOR “VON AND ONLY”!!!!!!!
Stew-O: POWERBOMB!!!!!!!! EFFY CAUGHT KENDALL AND POWERBOMBED HER BEFORE SHE COULD DELIVER THE DRAGONRANA!!!!! THAT WAS A MOVE PURELY OUT OF DESPERATION, BUT IT WAS A MOVE THAT GOT THE JOB DONE, AS BOTH KENDALL AND EFFY ARE DOWN, AND SOMEHOW EFFY JUST SAVED HER CHAMPIONSHIP REIGN!!!! That was unbelievable! How was Effy even able to move, let alone pull out a powerbomb!?
Jake Mercer: Well fortunately for her, I think Kendall did most of the work for her! She’s the one that wanted Effy back up, and she dove right onto Effy’s shoulders! That might’ve exhausted everything she had left, but now Kendall isn’t in much better shape herself!
Flannery McCoy: Yeah. Both women are starting to stir- only I think Kendall is just now starting to process that after getting powerbombed, she let go of the cattle prod!
Stew-O: She immediately tries to push herself up- but with all the pain she’s in, she’s straining herself moving that fast! I don’t think she can afford to not try, though! She grabs onto the ropes, using them to pull herself up before she turns around-
Jake Mercer: # AND IS STABBED IN THE STOMACH WITH THE CATTLE PROD, BEFORE BEING SHOCKED BY EFFY!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: EFFY MANAGED TO GET HER HANDS ON THE CATTLE PROD, AND NOW KENDALL IS SUFFERING THE EFFECTS OF IT AS SHE’S JUST BEEN SHOCKED IN THE MIDSECTION!! KENDALL DOUBLES OVER AND STARTS TO DROP TO A KNEE- BUT EFFY DOESN’T GIVE HER A CHANCE TO BREATHE, AS SHE IMMEDIATELY HITS HER IN THE BACK WITH THE CATTLE PROD!
Stew-O: KENDALL SPRINGS BACK UP IN PAIN, AND EFFY HITS HER AGAIN! AND AGAIN! AND AGAIN! EFFY IS TAKING OUT EVERYTHING THAT SHE’S HAD IN HER SINCE THE BELL RANG, AND THIS TIME THERE’S NOT ANYTHING KENDALL CAN DO ABOUT IT AS SHE STUMBLES AND BACKS INTO THE ROPES!
Jake Mercer: EFFY RUSHES IN, AND SHE GOES TO SHOCK KENDALL RIGHT IN THE FOREHEAD LIKE KENDALL DID TO HER-
Flannery McCoy: BUT KENDALL GETS OUT OF THE WAY! SHE KICKS EFFY’S LEG OUT, AND SHE GOES FOR ON THE DOTTED LINE FOR A SECOND TIME!!!
Stew-O: BUT EFFY DUCKS UNDER BEFORE SHOVING HERSELF BACK UP-
Jake Mercer: # AND SHOVING THE CATTLE PROD INSIDE OF KENDALL’S MOUTH, BEFORE TURNING IT ON AND SHOCKING HER!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: KENDALL IS BEING SHOCKED RELENTLESSLY FROM THE INSIDE OF HER MOUTH, AND JUST LIKE WHAT KENDALL DID TO EFFY, EFFY ISN’T LETTING GO!!! KENDALL IS BACKED AGAINST THE ROPES, AND SHE’S JUST BEING FORCED TO SUFFER UNTIL SHE CAN’T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!!!
Stew-O: EFFY KEEPS SHOCKING KENDALL WITH THE CATTLE PROD, UNTIL FINALLY KENDALL DROPS TO HER KNEES!!!
Jake Mercer: Effy rips the cattle prod out, and she doesn’t even give Kendall the chance to breathe! She knows she needs to put her down, AND NOW SHE IMMEDIATELY RUNS THE ROPES!
Flannery McCoy: # BEFORE CONNECTING WITH THE STORYBOOK ENDING!!!!!
Stew-O: SHE TRIED IT EARLIER IN THIS MATCH AND IT DIDN’T WORK, BUT I DON’T THINK THERE WAS ANY AVOIDING IT THIS TIME!!! EFFY MCAVOY WITH A BRUTAL ONSLAUGHT JUST KNOCKED KENDALL VON’S LIGHTS OUT, AND IF THERE WAS ANY WAY TO PUT DOWN A CHALLENGER, I’D SAY THAT WAS IT! EFFY TURNS KENDALL OVER, HOOKING THE LEGS FOR THE COVER!!!!!
OOOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
TTTTTTTHHHHHHRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner… ANNNNDDD STILLLL THE EAW INTERWIRE CHAMPION…. EEEFFFFFFYYYYYYY MCCCAAAAVVVOOOYYYYYYY!!!!!!!
(The crowd explodes with cheers, and ‘The Reckoning’ begins to play once more. Effy McAvoy holds the back of her head for a moment before she rolls off of Kendall Von, and in the meantime the referee retrieves her Interwire Championship for her. Effy looks at Kendall for a moment, before turning and grabbing onto the ropes, struggling as she pulls her way back to her feet.)
Stew-O: That was a wild match from start to finish, so wild that the ending fall was the only pinfall made the entire match! I don’t think that was an intentional choice from either woman. They just knew their opponent wouldn’t stay down, and gave everything they had to change that.
Jake Mercer: We knew that cattle prod would be the game changer, and we saw how true that turned out to be. Kendall was just destroying Effy once she got her hands on it, but one mistake changed that, and arguably cost her the match.
Flannery McCoy: As soon as Effy got her hands on the cattle prod she just unloaded on Kendall, and I think by that point, that wasn’t just getting revenge for what Kendall did to Ahren. She knew it was going to take a lot to finally bring Kendall down, and I think it’s safe to say she brought out what needed to be brought out.
Stew-O: For this to be her first Championship match that was an amazing showing from Kendall Von, who showed incredible potential tonight. This however was Effy McAvoy’s night, as she remains Interwire Champion! Congratulations to Effy McAvoy!
(Effy makes it back to her feet, before having her Championship handed to her by the referee. Her hand is raised, but immediately after she stumbles forward, having to lean against the ropes to remain on her feet. Still, she raises her Championship in the air, bringing about more cheers as the camera begins to fade out.)
(A commercial plays for Old Navy.)
(We have returned and we see the pit style ring where the competitors will be doing battle along with ladders in there as well before showing the hole where the ring will be lowered before cutting to Stephie Love ready to make the introductions for the next match.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is a FOUR WAY MATCH FOR THE ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING NEW BREED CHAMPIONSHIP AND WILL BE CONTESTED IN… THE HOLE!
Crowd: AGOAGAIOGJOIAHGOIHAGOJAIOGAJIGIAJIRAGI!
Stephie Love: Now in this match, the first competitor to climb a ladder and escape The Hole will be VICTORIOUS!
(‘DIVE in LIVE’ by YOLOZ starts playing as the crowd starts cheering for the entrance of the New Breed Champion Anna Wautier enters as she heads to the battlefield.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! From Yokohama, Japan. Weighing 142 pounds. Here is THE REIGNING ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING NEW BREED CHAMPION…”THE THORN PRINCESS” ANNA WAUTIER!
Stew-O: Here comes the champion out first for this very innovative match and what a first title defense for the champion to have in this sudden death environment.
Flannery McCoy: Anna pulled off an amazing victory at Pain for Pride to win the title and now she has to defend the title in a four way match against three very hungry newcomers. She showed she has a lot of fight. She is going to need it in order to survive this match with her title reign intact.
(Anna hands her title to the referee as she enters the battlefield. ‘Steel Haze (Where Truth Meets)’ by Kota Hoshino starts playing as AKIZA enters as she looks to make a statement in the biggest way possible.)
Stephie Love: Introducing the CHALLENGERS! First, from Kanagawa Prefecture, Japan. Weighing 143 pounds. Here is “QUEEN VERMILLION” AKIZA!!
Jake Mercer: From what we have seen from AKIZA, she can be a very dangerous person. She is definitely going to be ready to fight to say the least.
Stew-O: She is a very technically sound and very vicious competitor who could easily walk out as the New Breed Champion. Her opponents better stay out of her grasp or she will knock them out.
(AKIZA enters the pit as “The End” by The Doors starts playing as Yanni Killebrew enters and he just has a look on his face that says he wants to cause pain and agony.)
Stephie Love: From Woodstock, New York! Weighing 220 pounds. Here is “THE BASILISK KING” YANNI KILLEBREW!!
Flannery McCoy: Well here is the newcomer who has the definitive size advantage in this match and it could really benefit him as he has a minimum 55 pound advantage compared to his opponents. His demented streak doesn’t hurt either.
Jake Mercer: Well we have a Queen and Princess in the pit already. Now we have a King. Will the final participant call himself Royalty too? I don’t know, but Yanni could be one match away from calling himself the King of the New Breed Division.
(Yanni also enters the battlefield and looks at Anna and AKIZA as we see colors of Blue and Red flash from the titantron as 3 stars shine from lights onto the entrance ramp. All 3 stars slowly form as one and that lies as the spotlight for ‘Don’t Threaten Me With A Good Time’ by Panic! At The Disco to start playing and TFK to come out from the curtain. He looks ready to go as he heads down to the pit.)
Stephie Love: From Manila, Philippines. Weighing 165 pounds. Here is “THE FILIPINO KNOCKOUT” T! F! K!
Flannery McCoy: Here comes a very popular newcomer to EAW ready to make his MLE debut here tonight at Reckless Wiring. Can you imagine him going back to Manila as the New Breed Champion?
Stew-O: TFK is very energetic and that energy could pull him through to winning the match and leaving the new champion. Four competitors. Three newcomers and very hungry challengers. One determined champion. Who is going to leave with the gold. We are about to find out.
(TFK enters the pit as the referee is standing outside as they present the title to champion and challengers before holding the title up for all to see. The referee motions and the battlefield is lowered into the hole. All four competitors are each in a corner as they hear the referee call for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: Here we go! This match is underway and as you can see, there is no referee in this match because there is really only one rule. Escape and win. So this is a very dangerous sudden death format.
Jake Mercer: All four competitors are being cautious given this environment as a few of them are looking at the ladders ready to possibly grab one at a moment’s notice and make this a very quick match.
Flannery McCoy: Just so the fans at home know, the pit is lowered just enough that– ANNA HAS A LADDER IS SHE IS TRYING TO MAKE A QUICK GETAWAY!
Stew-O: That doesn’t last long as her challengers immediately swarm and start putting the boots to Anna.
Flannery McCoy: Credit for trying and the effort, but that unfortunately was never going to work.
Jake Mercer: The champ has been neutralized for the moment as AKIZA keeps putting the boots to her as Yanni and TFK has broken apart and started fighting each other.
Stew-O: Yanni showing his power early on AS HE BOUNCES TFK’S FACE OF THE SIDE OF THE PIT!!
Jake Mercer: TFK getting a personal meeting with the battlefield AS YANNI CLOBBERS HIM WITH A CLOTHESLINE!
Flannery McCoy: TFK knocked loopy with that shot as we go back to the ladies and AKIZA has Anna in the corner and CHOKING HER WITH HER BOOT! ANNA IS JUST KICKING AND TRYING TO GET FREE AS AKIZA TAKES ADVANTAGE OF THE ENVIRONMENT THEY ARE IN!
Stew-O: There are a couple of referees watching closely just in case anything is needed, but right now, they are here to make sure that they are ready to call a winner and that means their ENTIRE body must be off the ladder on the ground to be considered the winner.
Jake Mercer: NOW ANNA HAS AKIZA’S FOOT! AKIZA IS IN TROUBLE AS ANNA SWEEPS THE OTHER LEG AND TAKES AKIZA DOWN!
Flannery McCoy: She still has hold of AKIZA’s leg as she grabs the other leg AND TURNS HER AROUND INTO A BOSTON CRAB! Interesting choice of move to use in this match.
Stew-O: I mean causing major damage to the back and really causing a struggle to climb the ladder is a nice strategy in my opinion. The more damaged your opposition is, the better your chances are to climb the ladder unopposed.
Flannery McCoy: Anna is leaning back on that submission to cause more pressure onto AKIZA’s back, BUT AKIZA IS TOO STRONG AT THE MOMENT AS SHE PUSHES UP AND ROLLS FORWARD TO GET BACK ONTO HER BACK–
Jake Mercer: AND SHE KICKS OFF ANNA AND SENDS HER STRAIGHT INTO YANNI! Yanni grabs her around the waist AND LIFTS HER UP AND DROPS HER WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX!
Stew-O: Anna was dropped on the back of her head there AS TFK USES THE SIDE OF THE PIT TO HIS ADVANTAGE! HE USES THE CORNER TO GET HIS FEET OFF THE GROUND AND JUMPS TO TAKE YANNI DOWN WITH A MODIFIED HEADSCISSORS!
Jake Mercer: Yanni was taken for the ride and you have to give TFK a lot of credit for using the pit to his advantage as he keeps climbing and is now on the higher platform of the pit.
Flannery McCoy: Remember that he is still too low to climb out without the use of a ladder but there are extra ladders on that platform AS HE PUSHES ONE OFF–
Stew-O: AND IT LANDS RIGHT ON TOP OF YANNI! THAT WAS NOT A GOOD LANDING! YANNI SANDWICHED UNDERNEATH A LADDER AS TFK NOW SEES AKIZA IN HIS SIGHTS!
Jake Mercer: TFK LAUNCHES HIMSELF OFF THE PLATFORM AND GOES FOR AN ELBOW DROP ON AKIZA–
Flannery McCoy: NOBODY HOME AS AKIZA ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY AND TFK ELBOWS NOTHING BUT THE GROUND!
Stew-O: That could have dislocated TFK’s elbow right there or maybe even broke it as he tries to get back to his feet–
Flannery McCoy: BUT IS MET WITH A LARIAT TO THE THROAT! AKIZA OUT FOR BLOOD IN THIS SUDDEN DEATH MATCH!
Jake Mercer: AND AKIZA TURNS INTO A LADDER TO THE FACE BY YANNI! AKIZA TURNED INSIDE OUT AFTER THAT SHOT!
Stew-O: Now Yanni decides to set the ladder up and take a chance to escape The Hole. He also is the tallest person in the match so that could definitely work in his favor as he starts the climb.
Jake Mercer: Right now this looks like easy pickings for Yanni as he could become the New Breed Champion right here–
Flannery McCoy: ANNA IS ON THE LADDER AND SHE CLUBS YANNI IN THE BACK! She has stopped Yanni in his tracks as he is still trying to climb but she keeps throwing forearms to the spine.
Stew-O: Yanni has stopped climbing for the moment as Anna changes position AND WHAT IN THE HELL IS SHE DOING?
Jake Mercer: SHE LOOKS LIKE SHE IS TRYING TO POWERBOMB YANNI OFF THE LADDER! ONE WRONG MOVE AND THEY COULD BOTH BE DONE!
Flannery McCoy: Anna is trying to use the momentum to get Yanni off the ladder AND SHE TRIES FOR IT–
Stew-O: YANNI HANGS ON! Yanni is still on the ladder AND ANNA IS NOT! HER FEET ARE DANGLING OFF THE LADDER! THIS IS VERY DANGEROUS RIGHT HERE!
Flannery McCoy: The only thing keeping her up in the air is the fact that she is still holding onto Yanni at the moment. This could be the end of Anna—
Jake Mercer: SHE FINDS HER FOOTING ON THE LADDER AGAIN! THAT WAS A VERY CLOSE CALL FOR ANNA AS SHE STARTS HITTING YANNI IN THE BACK OF THE KNEECAPS–
Stew-O: TFK WITH A MISSILE DROPKICK FROM THE PLATFORM TO YANNI’S SPINE AND THAT WAS ENOUGH FOR ANNA TO PULL HIM OFF THE LADDER AND HITS A MODIFIED POWERBOMB!!
Jake Mercer: Double team offense by TFK and Anna to stop Yanni from climbing any further, but now all three of them are down and now that leaves AKIZA on her own and we know what she has in mind.
Flannery McCoy: AKIZA sees the ladder still standing as she now decides to make the climb in order to make some history here tonight.
Stew-O: There she goes and she is not wasting a second as she is truckin’ it up the ladder.
Jake Mercer: Everyone else is still down so we could have the New Breed Title change hands tonight.
Flannery McCoy: Everyone?
Stew-O: WAIT A SECOND! TFK! TFK IS UP AND IS ON THE PLATFORM! AKIZA JUST REACHED THE PLATFORM—
Flannery McCoy: TFK WITH A BELL CLAP TO AKIZA! THAT COULD BUST AN EARDRUM!
Jake Mercer: It was effective as AKIZA has stopped her climb and TFK has a chance to bring this match back to square one.
Stew-O: TFK is throwing right hands in AKIZA’s face and she is just not letting go AND SHE COUNTERS WITH A RIGHT HAND OF HER OWN TO STOP TFK!
Jake Mercer: TFK was rocked for a moment before he LAUNCHES HIMSELF OFF THE PLATFORM! HE GRABS AKIZA ON THE WAY DOWN–
Flannery McCoy: MODIFIED SUPER FLATLINER OFF THE LADDER AND AKIZA TURNED AND DRIVEN FACE FIRST ONTO THE GROUND BELOW! THERE HAS TO BE SOMETHING THERE!
Stew-O: These newcomers to Dynasty are risking it all and it is for the chance to leave their first MLE match as the New Breed Champion by dethroning Anna Wautier.
Jake Mercer: Now Yanni is back on his feet AND TFK IS RIGHT THERE WITH A CHOP TO YANNI’S CHEST! Yanni looked like he might have enjoyed it AS HE FIRES A CHOP RIGHT BACK TO TFK!
Flannery McCoy: That could have caused his chest to cave in as Yanni grabs TFK and looks to throw him into the steel siding of the pit AS TFK LATCHES ON AND LEAPS OFF THE WALL AS HE TRIES FOR A DDT–
Stew-O: YANNI CAUGHT HIM! YANNI IS SWINGING TFK AROUND IN A BEARHUG LIKE A RAGDOLL BEFORE DROPPING ACROSS HIS KNEE WITH THE BACKBREAKER!
Flannery McCoy: TFK turned into a pretzel right there and his vital organs might be shifted a little after that bear hug but Yanni is not finished AS HE APPLIES THE FUJIWARA ARMBAR ON TFK!
Jake Mercer: Yanni trying to take away one of TFK’s arms which would really hurt his ability to climb, but he likes to fly and leave his feet. Why not take away a leg?
Stew-O: Yanni seems to be sadistic enough that he would turn all four of them into blobs after breaking their bones. Right now Yanni is just bending that arm AND OH MY GAWD!
Jake Mercer: I DIDN’T THINK TFK COULD BEND THAT WAY! IS HE DOUBLE JOINTED?
Flannery McCoy: I don’t know, but I really don’t want to find out as this is getting a little uncomfortable–-
Stew-O: AKIZA WITH A SAVATE KICK TO YANNI’S FACE! GOOD GRIEF! I THINK I SAW A TOOTH GO FLYING!
Jake Mercer: Looking at Yanni, he might have enjoyed that. But I can’t tell because I don’t even know if that kick had any effect on Yanni. I would say the kick dimmed his lights, but Yanni’s lights might not have been on in the first place.
Flannery McCoy: AKIZA sees that the kick might not have fully done what she wanted it to do, SO SHE FIRES OFF ANOTHER SAVATE KICK TO THE JAW! AGAIN, WITH THE SAME RESULT!
Stew-O: AKIZA decides to try and go to the well one more time AND THIS TIME YANNI CATCHES THE FOOT AND HE IS STARING DAGGERS INTO AKIZA–
(CRASH!)
Flannery McCoy: ANNA WITH A SECOND LADDER CRACKING IT AGAINST THE BACK OF YANNI’S HEAD! IF THERE WERE ANY LIGHTS LEFT ON, THEY AREN’T NOW!
Jake Mercer: A little unintentional double team work by AKIZA and Anna as any hatred or bitterness between the two has been put aside for now due to needing to take out the biggest person in the match for now.
Stew-O: Yanni was down for a few moments AND NOW THE LADIES ARE DOUBLE TEAMING ON HIM! AKIZA AND ANNA ARE JUST PUTTING BOOTS AND FISTS TO THIS VERY DERANGED MAN WHO TOOK TOOK KICKS AND A LADDER TO THE HEAD AND HE IS STILL FUNCTIONING!
Jake Mercer: Yet he is still powering up and getting back to his feet as he SHOVES BOTH LADIES OFF OF HIM!
Flannery McCoy: They both back up AND COME IN WITH MATCHING DROPKICKS BUT THAT JUST TAKES YANNI DOWN TO HIS KNEES!
Stew-O: This Yanni must not be human if he has taken this damage just to make it only down to his knees! That is kind of scary.
Jake Mercer: Yanni is still getting back to his feet AND NOW TFK IS BACK ON HIS FEET AS HE GRABS YANNI BY THE HEAD AND LETS OUT A BATTLE CRY–
Flannery McCoy: He jumps up and leaves his feet BEFORE SPIKING YANNI ON HIS HEAD WITH THE “LODI DDT” That finally puts Yanni down for the time being.
Stew-O: Now we are down a three person contest for the time being AS TFK LEAPS IN THE AIR AND GRABS BOTH AKIZA AND ANNA BY THE HEAD TO TRY FOR A DOUBLE “LODI DDT”!
Flannery McCoy: Anna and Akiza block it as they have TFK in the air AND THEY LAUNCH HIM INTO THE AIR–
Jake Mercer: AND STOMACH FIRST ONTO THE OTHER LADDER! Another ugly landing for TFK as AKIZA brings him back to his feet AND HITS A GERMAN SUPLEX ON THE LADDER!
Stew-O: TFK took most of the damage, but AKIZA didn’t get out unscathed after she clipped the ladder on landing–
Jake Mercer: LOOK AT ANNA! Anna uses the brief moment to go back to the ladder and start making the climb to leave The Hole! She is getting up there with mach speed because this could be her best chance to climb out and retain her title.
Flannery McCoy: AKIZA SEES THIS AND SHE IS GETTING RIGHT UP THERE AS SHE WATCHED HER CHANCE OF WINNING SLOWLY SLIPPING AWAY!
Stew-O: She makes up the distance relatively quickly AND SHE CLOBBER ANNA IN THE BACK OF THE NECK!
Jake Mercer: Anna is throwing repeated boots into AKIZA’s face but she isn’t moving! She is not getting off the ladder. Instead she is climbing further up and Anna is now perched on AKIZA’s shoulders!
Flannery McCoy: Oh good gawd! This is a very dangerous situation going on right now as Anna is in a world of trouble as her life could be flashing before her eyes!
Stew-O: AKIZA is finally able to get Anna’s grip off the ladder as she now has both hands clasped to prevent it happening again—
Flannery McCoy: AKIZA FALLS BACK AND OFF THE LADDER THE LADDER–
Jake Mercer: AKIZA WITH AN ELECTRIC CHAIR! OFF THE LADDER! OH MY GAWD! THAT WAS VERY DANGEROUS! ANNA COULD HAVE BROKEN HER NECK THERE!!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Stew-O: I am inclined to agree with the crowd at the moment because that was a move that had to be seen to be believed. All for the chance at leaving New Breed Champion.
Jake Mercer: All four competitors are down and the Champion might be down and out after the Electric Chair. To be honest, I am surprised that Anna is even still moving right now.
Flannery McCoy: Anna is down. AKIZA is down. Yanni is still down from the beatdown earlier.
Stew-O: Where is TFK?
Jake Mercer: LOOK! HE IS CRAWLING HIS WAY TO THE LADDER! He is spent right now after landing hard on another ladder earlier but this could be his golden opportunity!
Flannery McCoy: TFK needs to make the most of it if he wants to leave his EAW MLE debut with the New Breed Championship.
Stew-O: Listen to this crowd. They are cheering TFK on. This EAW newcomer certainly has a lot of support from the EAW faithful!
Flannery McCoy: HE IS CLIMBING UP THE LADDER AND THE CROWD IS GOING INSANE! COULD THIS BE TFK’S NIGHT?
Jake Mercer: It certainly could be as TFK is beginning the climb out of the hole and possibly to his destiny. COME ON TFK!
Stew-O: TFK is starting to pick up the pace as he is getting so close to escaping. THIS COULD BE IT! TFK COULD BE THE NEW BREED CHAMPION HERE–
(CRASH!)
Jake Mercer: WHAT IN THE HELL WAS THAT?
Flannery McCoy: TFK GOT CLOBBERED IN THE HEAD WITH ANOTHER LADDER ON THE PLATFORM–
Stew-O: IT’S YANNI! YANNI SOMEHOW MANAGED TO CLIMB UP FAST ENOUGH TO STOP TFK FROM GETTING CLOSE TO THE ESCAPE ATTEMPT AND NOW TFK COULD BE OUT ON THAT LADDER RIGHT THERE!
Jake Mercer: Yanni has a very sadistic smile on his face as he still has the ladder in hand AS HE GOES TO HIT TFK AGAIN–
(CRASH!)
Flannery McCoy: TFK TAKES ANOTHER LADDER SHOT TO THE FACE! TFK starts to lose his balance AND HE HAS FALLEN OFF THE LADDER–
Stew-O: WAIT A SECOND!
Flannery McCoy: WHAT?
Jake Mercer: TFK WAS ABLE TO HOOK HIS LEGS WITHIN THE RUNGS TO KEEP HIMSELF FROM FALLING BACK TO THE GROUND!
Stew-O: Unfortunately for TFK, that also means that he is now upside down in the air on a ladder. Now Yanni looks like he is ready to have some fun.
Jake Mercer: That is kind of creepy. But he is still has that ladder in his hands–
(CRASH!)
Flannery McCoy: OH MY GAWD! YANNI WITH ANOTHER SHOT TO TFK’S FACE WITH THE LADDER!
Stew-O: HE ISN’T STOPPING! ONE SHOT AFTER THE OTHER RIGHT TO THE SKULL AND TFK HAS TO BE UNCONSCIOUS RIGHT NOW!
Jake Mercer: YANNI JUST WON’T QUICK AND WE CAN SEE THAT TFK IS BLEEDING PROFUSELY! THAT IS NOT A PRETTY!
Flannery McCoy: The infamous crimson mask has found another victim here tonight at Reckless Wiring. This might be a judgment call by the officials to pull TFK out of this match!
Stew-O: YANNI JUST WON’T QUIT! DAMN IT! THAT IS ENOUGH! STOP THAT! YOU HAVE DONE ENOUGH DAMAGE!
Flannery McCoy: TFK might skip the Emergency Room and go straight to the morgue at this rate… WAIT A SECOND!
Jake Mercer: “SWORD CUTLASS”! AKIZA WITH THE BOOT ELBOW CATCHING YANNI IN THE THROAT WITH THAT ELBOW! THAT DIDN’T LOOK PLEASANT!
Stew-O: Yanni drops to a knee on that platform after that shot but he looks irate right now. Meanwhile TFK is still upside down on that ladder and the referees are letting him stay in the match!
Jake Mercer: WHO MADE THAT RULING?
Flannery McCoy: I am not going to question it, but I think TFK appreciates it because he can still leave as a champion. Right now, he’s a little indisposed, but we do see AKIZA and Yanni on that platform.
Stew-O: That isn’t much less dangerous than that ladder that has been the source of numerous battles in this matchup already and what a fight it has been with the New Breed Title on the line.
Jake Mercer: A lot of damage has been dealt in this match already to all four competitors. One is half dead and bleeding on a ladder.
Flannery McCoy: Two are beating the hell out of each other and the champion could have some deck damage as she is still down on the mat and who knows if she is going to get back in this match.
Stew-O: Right now the main action is between Yanni and AKIZA on that platform right now. One wrong move could take either one… or both of them… out of this match.
Flannery McCoy: These two are probably the two most sadistic people in this match right now and they aren’t fighting on a very big surface right now–
Jake Mercer: YANNI WITH THE “GHOST NOTE”! ELBOW RIGHT TO AKIZA’S HEAD AND AKIZA WAS KNOCKED OFF THE PLATFORM–
Stew-O: LOOK! AKIZA HELD ON TO THE PLATFORM! IT DOESN’T HAVE A GOOD GRIP SO IT IS JUST PURE STRENGTH KEEPING HER HOLDING ON RIGHT NOW!
Jake Mercer: Yanni sees that as an opportunity to cause some damage AS HE PICKS UP THE LADDER AGAIN! OH COME ON!!
Flannery McCoy: Now Yanni might be trying to take AKIZA out of the equation AS HE TRIES TO SMASH AKIZA’S HAND–
Stew-O: SHE GETS IT OUT OF THE WAY SO YANNI TRIES FOR THE OTHER ONE AND SHE ONCE AGAIN AVOIDS CONTACT BY SWITCHING THE HAND SHE IS HANGING ON WITH!
Jake Mercer: Now Yanni has smartened up and decided to ignore her hands and go straight for the head AS HE WINDS BACK TO CLOBBER AKIZA WITH THE LADDER–
Flannery McCoy: TFK!
Stew-O: WHAT THE HELL?
Flannery McCoy: TFK TRYING TO FULLY APPLY “THAT THING CALLED TADHANA”! TFK HAS THE ANKLE LOCK APPLIED BUT CAN’T GET THE GRAPEVINE!
Jake Mercer: Instead, Yanni has pushed himself back on his one foot and TFK HAS PULLED HIM IN! TFK lifts him up into the Fireman’s Carry–
Stew-O: AND DROPS HIM WITH THE “MALAKAS”! DETONATION KICK BY TFK AND THAT CAUGHT YANNI RIGHT ON THE SIDE OF THE HEAD–
Jake Mercer: AND YANNI FALLS RIGHT OFF THE PLATFORM AND HE CRASHES AND BURNS ON THE GROUND BELOW!! THAT WAS UGLY!
Flannery McCoy: Yanni is down and he might be out for the count as we see that AKIZA has found the strength in order to pull herself back on the platform. Meanwhile, TFK’s face looks like a bloody and sweaty mess.
Stew-O: These two are both exhausted, but one of them could be on their way to becoming the New Breed Champion–
Jake Mercer: WAIT A SECOND!
Flannery McCoy: ANNA! ANNA WAUTIER HAS SET UP ANOTHER LADDER AND SHE IS STARTING TO CLIMB OUT OF THE HOLE!
Stew-O: Anna has halted her climb and is now looking at TFK and AKIZA trying to recover. She is looking as AKIZA is starting to get to her feet. Anna has her eyes set on AKIZA–
Flannery McCoy: SHE LEAPS OFF THE LADDER AND HITS AKIZA WITH THE “PARADISE KISS”! GOOD GRIEF WHAT A HEADBUTT!
Jake Mercer: That headbutt had some force behind it considering that she launched herself off the ladder and onto the platform. That could have knocked out AKIZA or at the worst given her some sort of concussion.
Stew-O: Anna was taken out of the equation for a while after being dangerously dropped after that Electric Chair and now she has to see it as her time to do or die.
Jake Mercer: If she doesn’t build up an offense, these could be her final moments as New Breed Champion. I can see that.
Flannery McCoy: AKIZA is barely moving after that headbutt and she goes to bring AKIZA up to her feet to possibly take her out of the equation–
Stew-O: TFK WITH A HANDSPRING LARIAT ON THE PLATFORM CLOBBERING ANNA IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD! VERY IMPRESSIVE ON THAT SMALL AREA!
Jake Mercer: What’s even more interesting is the fact that Anna still had AKIZA in her grasp, so when Anna went down, it’s almost like Anna hit a DDT on AKIZA!
Flannery McCoy: I am not sure if TFK was planning that far ahead or if it was just a lucky case of a two for one special but either way, TFK is the only one standing at the moment.
Stew-O: TFK sees AKIZA down, but Anna is still moving pretty well as he brings Anna back to her feet and hoists her onto his shoulders in another Fireman’s Carry.
Flannery McCoy: TFK IS GOING TO TRY FOR “MALAKAS” ON ANNA! THIS COULD BE ENOUGH TO GET HIM THE TITLE–
Jake Mercer: ANNA IS THROWING ELBOWS INTO THE SIDE OF TFK’S HEAD TO TRY AND GET HERSELF FREE!
Stew-O: She does get herself free to avoid the Detonation Kick as she lands on her feet on the platform as TFK turns around and he is met with forearms shots to the face.
Jake Mercer: But TFK is coming back with forearm shots of his own. He is not going to be giving up that easily.
Flannery McCoy: TFK WITH A KICK TO THE GUT THAT DOUBLES ANNA OVER! TFK has a facelock applied and lifts her up in the air FOR A BRAINBUSTER–
Stew-O: ANNA WITH A KNEE TO GET FREE AND END UP BACK ON THAT PLATFORM! TFK GOES FOR A CLOTHESLINE–
Jake Mercer: Anna ducks and grabs TFK’s wrist AND USES WHATEVER SHE HAS LEFT OF HER STRENGTH TO LIFT TFK UP–
Flannery McCoy: “MODERN TRAGEDY”! THE URANAGE SLAM SENDS TFK RIGHT OFF THE PLATFORM AND RIGHT TO THE GROUND BELOW! THAT WAS AN UGLY LANDING!
Stew-O: TFK was taken out as well as we see Anna going right back onto the ladder and continuing her climb. THIS COULD BE IT RIGHT HERE! ANNA IS ONLY A FEW FEET AWAY FROM ESCAPING THE HOLE AND HAVING A SUCCESSFUL TITLE DEFENSE–
Flannery McCoy: LOOK!
Jake Mercer: AKIZA! AKIZA IS ON THE OTHER LADDER AND RACING TO BEAT ANNA TO THE PUNCH!
Stew-O: AKIZA makes it to the same spot Anna is AND FIRES OFF A KICK TO THE RIBS BEFORE HITTING A KICK TO THE HEAD!
Jake Mercer: That staggers Anna, but she is still holding on as AKIZA is trying everything within her power to get Anna off WITH A PALM STRIKE TO THE NECK!
Flannery McCoy: That almost forces Anna to let go as AKIZA has Anna by the hair to pull her off the ladder–
Stew-O: Anna goes up a few rungs AND SHE LEAVES HER LADDER AND JUMPS ONTO AKIZA’S SHOULDERS AND HITS A MODIFIED “BELLE PAPILLON”!
Jake Mercer: THAT REVERSE HURRICANRANA TAKES AKIZA OFF THE LADDER, SPIKES HER HEAD ON A RUNG AND SENDS HER CRASHING BACK DOWN TO THE GROUND–
Flannery McCoy: ANNA HUNG ONTO THE LADDER SO SHE DIDN’T FALL AS WELL! THIS IS HER CHANCE! SHE CONTINUES HER CLIMB OUT OF THE HOLE! SHE IS ONLY A FEW FEET AWAY—
Stew-O: ARMS ARE OUT OF THE HOLE AND SHE USES HER LAST BIT OF STRENGTH TO HOIST HER LEGS OFF THE LADDER AND ONTO THE GROUND ABOVE! ANNA WAUTIER HAS ESCAPED THE HOLE!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘DIVE in LIVE’ starts playing again as Anna is on the ground, completely exhausted after escaping The Hole. She has not moved at all as Stephie Love announces the final decision of the match.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this contest….
Stephie Love: AND STILLLLLLLLLL THE ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING NEW BREED CHAMPION… ANNA WAUTIER!
Stew-O: What a fight! I wasn’t sure what to expect with this match, but we got a very hellacious battle between four very determined competitors ready to risk it all for the sake of the New Breed Champion.
Jake Mercer: Blood, sweat, and broken bodies accurately describes this match. That’s putting it mildly.
Flannery McCoy: The odds weren’t necessarily in Anna’s favor considering the sudden death format, but she was able to pick her moments at the right time and she defied the odds to win the match.
(Anna has barely made it back to her feet as the referee hands her the New Breed Title and raises her arm in victory. She is staggering over to the entrance ramp as they start raising the pit out of The Hole.)
Jake Mercer: As we see the fight pit being raised up, we can already see how tired AKIZA, TFK, and Yanni all are. They took a lot of damage in that match all for the chance to leave as the champion.
Flannery McCoy: What amazing performances from all three competitors tonight. Honestly, any of the four competitors could have left with the titles. If this match is a precursor to anything, the newcomers of Dynasty are competitors you definitely need to watch out for this season.
Stew-O: They fought hard and showed they are going to be forces to reckon with this season, but this match belongs to the Champion. Congratulations once again to Anna Wautier for a successful first title defense.
(The final shot shows AKIZA, TFK, and Yanni all down and exhausted and not moving as referees and the trainers come to check on them as Anna smiles and raises her title in the air after her successful title defense as the camera shot fades elsewhere.)
(The next match card graphic is shown…)
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Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for…
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Stephie Love: And it is… a PIECE OF YOU MATCH!! Ladies and gentlemen… the only way to end this match is by BREAKING AN OPPONENT’S BONE IN THEIR BODY!!
(“Memory” by Mercy Drive started to blast throughout the speakers of the arena! Signaling the arrival of Delaney Rhodes! She came walking out onto the stage with a focused look on her face, ready to take on her opponent tonight!)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! Hailing from SIOUX FALLS, SOUTH DAKOTA!! And weighing in at 118lbs! She is “THE SHARPSHOOTER!!” DELANEYYYY RHODEEESS!!!
Stew-O: Delaney Rhodes is making her Marquee Event debut tonight here on Reckless Wiring, and honestly, what a way to do it! Facing a Hall of Famer is a tough task in itself, but judging by the look on her face, she seems like she’s ready for the task at hand.
Jake Mercer: I can’t imagine what’s going through her mind right now; it’s gotta be insane! But right now, she knows that she needs to focus in. Because if she wants to start her season right, first, she’s going to have to get through The Mauler!
(Delaney made her way down to the ring, finally entering and heading to her corner as “Partition” by Beyoncé began to play through the speakers, with Kassidy Heart walking out onto the stage, a scowl on her face as she was staring a hole straight through Delaney..)
Stephie Love: And her opponent! Hailing from SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA!! And weighing in at 141lbs! She is.. “THE MAULER!!” KASSIDYYYY HEARRRT!!!
Stew-O: And here comes the aforementioned Hall of Famer! Kassidy Heart is looking to start her season off with a win, and we know what the goal is, and that’s one way or another getting herself back into the World Heavyweight Championship picture.
Flannery McCoy: And at the same time, we know that’s something that she’s fully capable of doing! We know how skilled and proficient she is in the ring, and especially considering this match is practically in her environment, this is certainly going to be interesting to see how Kassidy takes this match.
(Kassidy never really broke her gaze away from Delaney even as she had entered the ring now, stepping back into her corner as it was now time for this match to get underway!)
(DING!! DING!! DING!!)
Stew-O: Here we go, ladies and gentlemen! This match is sure to get really messy here! For weeks these two have been at it.. first starting with Delaney accidentally causing a disturbance to Kassidy Heart and well.. Kassidy took it the wrong way! And now it’s led to this moment..
Flannery McCoy: Well, I believe what you mean by “causing a disturbance” is Delaney bumping into Kassidy Heart on just her first day here in EAW. I don’t believe that we’d be in this situation if Delaney had just gone on her way, but now Delaney Rhodes finds herself in a big marquee matchup against Kassidy Heart. She certainly has her work cut out for her here tonight as- OH!! KASSIDY JUST CAUGHT DELANEY IN THE CORNER WITH A BOOT TO THE FACE!! She is stomping down on Delaney now! Starting this match off hot out of the gate!
Jake Mercer: Well, I don’t know if you were what we saw, Flannery, but that’s exactly what Delaney tried to do… it was Kassidy who felt that her pride was being tested and she was being disrespected! But now Kassidy Heart is making sure that Delaney is paying for it now, by stomping a mudhole into Delaney Rhodes!! And she has no intent of stopping, at least at this moment!
Kassidy Heart: (off-mic) You asked for this! Fucking waste of time…
Stew-O: Some words from Kassidy Heart there to Delaney Rhodes. But now Kassidy is exiting the ring! She’s going under the apron and searching for something.. looking to introduce some weaponry early on in this match. Kassidy has just.. PULLED OUT A BARBED WIRE WRAPPED STEEL CHAIR!!
Flannery McCoy: She slides it into the ring. And if you’re Delaney, that is NOT what you want to see right now in these early goings. Kassidy slides back into the ring, but Delaney is there to meet her… SHE IS THROWING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT AFTER UPPERCUT AT KASSIDY HEART!! Trying to get herself back into this fight!
Jake Mercer: But Kassidy shoves Delaney away! Delaney rushes back in at Kassidy Heart with the intention of swinging for a Lariat.. BUT KASSIDY SENDS THE EDGE OF THE BARBED WIRE WRAPPED CHAIR INTO DELANEY’S MIDSECTION!! Delaney hunches over in pain…
(THWACK!!!!)
Stew-O: KASSIDY WITH A CHAIR SHOT TO DELANEY’S BACK!! Delaney crashes to the canvas, squirming around and screaming in pain as she instinctively grabs at her back! Things are starting badly here for Delaney!
Flannery McCoy: We know how vile and vicious Kassidy can be… Delaney is going to have to turn it up if she wants to beat her here tonight! Oh my God! Kassidy is looking to draw first blood! She’s got Delaney’s face pushed down onto the canvas, and now she’s placing the chair on the side of Delaney’s face!! KASSIDY PUSHING AND GRINDING THAT BARBED WIRE ON THE FACE OF DELANEY’S!!!
Jake Mercer: Delaney is kicking and screaming! Trying to push Kassidy off of her! This is vile! We knew it was gonna get this wild.. but not this early! And now.. KASSIDY IS TRYING TO RIP THAT CHAIR OFF OF DELANEY’S FACE!! That’s going to rip the flesh right off..
Stew-O: But Delaney doesn’t allow it! She SENDS A KICK UP INTO KASSIDY’S KNEE! Kassidy falls to a knee, and Delaney rolls away, climbing to her feet as she’s holding her face in her hand… but she has that small opening as Kassidy goes to swing that chair!
Flannery McCoy: Delaney ducks under it! And as Kassidy turns around.. SUPERKICK TO THE CHAIR INTO KASSIDY’S FACE!! Kassidy drops the chair, going tumbling through the ropes and to the floor at ringside! The cameras zoom in.. Delaney already has blood trickling down her face. That doesn’t seem to be stopping Delaney…
Jake Mercer: Delaney looked on at Kassidy as she was starting to climb to her feet! Delaney ran towards the ropes! Sending her FLYING THROUGH THEM!! AND CRASHING INTO KASSIDY HEART WITH A SUICIDE CROSSBODY!! Taking both women down!
Stew-O: But Delaney is the first to her feet, and she’s fired up! Along with the crowd! She grabs Kassidy, rolling her back into the ring.. before Delaney herself stops for a moment.. and she goes under the ring apron! She’s searching… she’s searching… hold on.. Delaney comes up from under the apron! And SHE’S GOT A.. BLACK BAG!!
Flannery McCoy: Delaney holds it up to the crowd’s delight… before rolling into the ring and she scattering and pouring the thumbtacks onto the canvas as Kassidy is making her way to her feet.. Kassidy charges in at Delaney.. but DELANEY THROWS A HANDFUL OF TACKS RIGHT INTO HER FACE!! I think one of those may have just gotten Kassidy in the eye!
Jake Mercer: Delaney is taking advantage of it! She hoists Kassidy up… SNAP OVERHEAD BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX INTO THE THUMBTACKS!! My goodness! Kassidy lands on those tacks, sitting up upon impact and visibly shaking as she’s writhing in pain…
Stew-O: Delaney climbs to her feet… pulling Kassidy up onto her own, before.. KASSIDY JUST GOUGED THE EYE OF DELANEY!! JAMMING THAT THUMB IN THERE!! Delaney screams out in pain!
Flanner McCoy: Jesus! My goodness! Delaney turns away from Kassidy… bad idea! Kassidy grabs hold of Delaney, taking complete advantage of her vulnerability! And she.. PLANTS HER INTO THOSE TACKS WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX!! Delaney arches her back, writhing in pain as she rolls away..
Jake Mercer: But Kassidy isn’t letting her! Kassidy grabs that chair again, before grabbing Delaney’s arm! She SLAMS THAT CHAIR DOWN ONTO DELANEY’S HAND!! Delaney cries out in pain, holding her hand as she’s rolling around in pain… and Kassidy leaves the ring again!
Stew-O: Kassidy Heart goes under the ring once more, before searching, and she’s pulling all kinds of weapons out! Sliding them under the ropes and into the ring! A..4X4 WITH SPIKES ON IT!! Look at the sickening grin on Kassidy Heart’s face! She is quite enjoying this! She slides back into the weapon-filled ring now… and she SLAMS THAT 4X4 into DELANEY’s BACK!! Delaney immediately shoots her head up! Eyes bulging out of her head as she cries out in pain once again!!
Flannery McCoy: Look at this!! Kassidy is pressing her foot down on Delaney’s back! She is taking her time.. peeling those nails out of DELANEY!! Guys.. look at how it’s pulling up the skin along with it! I think I’m gonna be.. sick!!
Jake Mercer: Oh, end the suffering! Just yank it out! Those cries of pain are getting louder by the second! This.. is mad.
Kassidy Heart: (off-mic) Come on, Delaney.. where’s all that talk now!?
Stew-O: Kassidy finally pulled the 4×4 off of Delaney, before throwing it to the side. She exited the ring again! This time, going back under the ring and pulling out a bundle of Light tubes!? And now she’s sliding them into the ring, along with herself. Kassidy Heart is grabbing a chair, and now she’s setting it up in the center of the ring, and now she’s got another one! What does she have planned here?
Flannery McCoy: No clue, but it can’t be good for Delaney. She’s setting it up, and now she’s got those light tubes, setting them up between the standing chairs, pulling Delaney to her feet! She’s got her in a front face lock! What’s she going for here!? Kassidy goes to hoist her up-
Jake Mercer: DELANEY!! SLIPS OUT!! A SUPERKICK TO KASSIDY!! Kassidy charges back in at Delaney… but she SCOOPS HER UP FOR A CROSS-ARM OLYMPIC SLAM THROUGH THE LIGHT TUBES!!! Shards flying everywhere as the women crash through the chairs and bundle of light tubes!
Stew-O: Delaney is pushing herself to her feet; that crimson mask on her face tells the tale of it all! The crazy part about all of this is that there’s no pinfalls! You have to break the other opponent’s bone! And it seems Delaney is going for it early! Grabbing the leg of Kassidy!! DELANEY TURNS HER OVER! APPLYING AN ANKLE LOCK!! She’s got it in tight!!
Flannery McCoy: Trying to snap the ankle of Kassidy!! But Kassidy is refusing! Kassidy finds a way to roll through! Sending Delaney stumbling forward and into the ropes!! But DELANEY COMES BACK WITH A FLYING LARIAT TO KASSIDY!!
Jake Mercer: Delaney wastes no time! She grabs the head of Kassidy’s, and now she’s.. GRINDING HER FACE INTO THOSE SHARDS FROM THE LIGHT TUBES!! THIS IS INSANE!! These two women have no care for one another!! Delaney climbs to her feet and, to add to the final blow.. SHE STOMPS KASSIDY’S HEAD INTO THE SHARDS!!
Stew-O: The camera zooms in on Kassidy, and you can see the blood on her face! Starting to pour from those cuts! This has been absolutely brutal!!
Flannery McCoy: Delaney looks around the ring, searching for a weapon already in the ring, and she… finds a DART!? Delaney picks it up before making her way to Kassidy Heart! As Kassidy was pushing herself to a knee, Delaney grabbed her by the head, forcing her mouth open, before she stuck it inside of Kassidy’s mouth… PIERCING IT THROUGH HER CHEEK FROM THE INSIDE!!
Jake Mercer: Kassidy instinctively shoved Delaney back! Before scrambling towards the ropes! Rolling out onto the apron as she was scurrying to get the dart out of her mouth!
Stew-O: But Delaney isn’t looking to give Kassidy Heart any room at all! She walks over towards the ropes, stepping out onto the apron. Delaney pulls Kassidy to her feet, both women now standing on the apron as Delaney fires a shot at Kassidy!! But Kassidy musters up enough to fire one back. Delaney stumbles back along the apron… BEFORE SHE BEGINS TO TEE OFF OF KASSIDY WITH FOREARM AFTER FOREARM!!
Flannery McCoy: Delaney gets overzealous here as she goes for another one! BUT KASSIDY CUTS HER OFF!! BITING RIGHT INTO THAT SAME WOUND SHE BIT INTO ON DYNASTY!!! Delaney screams out in pain!!
Jake Mercer: Kassidy finally pulls away! Look at the blood… dripping from Kassidy’s mouth, as she’s glaring at Delaney with a snarl on her face! The blood is gushing from that wound on Delaney’s face… but Kassidy doesn’t care!! Murder is the only thing on her mind right now! She hoists Delaney up.. SNAP GERMAN SUPLEX ONTO THE APRON!! The way that Delaney landed on her neck was brutal!!
Stew-O: Yeah.. well this match type in itself is brutal as we have seen already! Kassidy grabs Delaney from off of the apron, and she’s dragging her towards those steel steps!! What’s- what is Kassidy doing!? She’s positioning Delaney’s hand behind those steps… Kassidy turns- OH WAIT! NO NO NO!!
(CLANK!!!)
Flannery McCoy: SHE JUST KICKED THOSE STEPS INTO THE HAND OF DELANEY!! Delaney wails out in pain! Pushing herself to her feet as she’s grabbing at her hand and stumbling towards the announce table… but Kassidy is following suit, stalking Delaney like she is her prey..
Jake Mercer: Kassidy finally grabs hold of Delaney, before.. SLAMMING HER BLOOD-STAINED FACE OFF OF THE COVER OF THE ANNOUNCE TABLE!! AGAIN!! AND AGAIN!! AND AGAIN!! Until finally she allows Delaney’s body to drop to the floor.. is- is she still alive…?
Stew-O: I hope so! Oh no.. Kassidy Heart is pulling Delaney away from the table now.. she’s got that arm, looking to end this match right here and now! She’s methodically bending that arm of Delaney’s, and she’s placing it at an angle as she’s got it propped up now.. before she STOMPS DOWN ON THE ARM!! Delaney grabs at her arm.. rolling away from Kassidy!
Kassidy Heart: (off-mic) Should’ve listened!
Flannery McCoy: Did you not see the way that her arm freaking bent, dude! I don’t believe it was supposed to do that! Kassidy Heart is trailing Delaney like she is a damn serial killer!! Kassidy pulls to her feet, before SENDING HER CRASHING INTO THE RING POST!! Delaney’s head bounces harshly off of the ring post! And she stumbles forward towards the ring.. rolling herself under the ropes and into the ring!
Kassidy Heart: (off-mic) Did you actually think you could walk away?
Jake Mercer: Kassidy rolled into the ring and to her surprise.. there was a screwdriver to her right! She grabbed it before making her way towards Delaney as Delaney was getting to her feet. Kassidy charged in at Delaney!! And…
(STAB!!!)
Stew-O: DELANEY STABBED KASSIDY RIGHT IN THE THIGH WITH A PAIR OF SCISSORS!!
Flannery McCoy: Where the hell did she get scissors from!? What the hell!!? Kassidy groaned out in pain… dropping to a knee as she was beginning to take the scissors out of her thigh!
Delaney Rhodes: (off-mic) Do you ever know when to shut the hell up…!?
(Kassidy clutches at the scissors stabbed into her leg, as she begins to laugh.)
Kassidy Heart: (off-mic) Heh…
(Delaney looks visibly confused at the moment as she pauses.)
Kassidy Heart: (off-mic) Wrong move.
(RIP!!!)
Jake Mercer: KASSIDY RIPS THE SCISSORS OUT AS SHE CHARGES AT DELANEY! DELANEY QUICKLY TRYING TO INTERCEPT WITH “DETOUR!”
Stew-O: BUT THE SPINNING BACK ELBOW DOESN’T CONNECT! Kassidy manages to duck under as she grabs her by the waist, BEFORE LIFTING HER OFF OF THE GROUND AND TAKING HER DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX!
Flannery McCoy: Delaney clutches the back of her head in pain, as Kassidy turns around and runs to the ropes… but before she can do anything, Delaney manages to grab Kassidy as she’s running and intercept her! Spinning around and… APPLYING A FUJIWARA ARMBAR!! PULLING BACK AT THE ARM OF KASSIDY!! THE BEST SHE CAN WITH THAT HURT ARM OF HER OWN!!
Jake Mercer: She is trying to rip Kassidy’s arm out of its socket!! And Kassidy is trying her damnedest to fight back! And get out of this hold! But Delaney is showing no mercy! She wants to take that arm home as a souvenir!! But that arm isn’t allowing Delaney to fully extend Kassidy’s arm.. and that leaves a bit of an open..
(STAB!!)
(STAB!!!)
(STAB!!!)
Stew-O: KASSIDY IS STABBING THAT SCREWDRIVER INTO DELANEY’S SHOULDER!! SHE HAS FOUND A WAY OUT!!
Flannery McCoy: Delaney immediately grabs at that arm, climbing up off of Kassidy!! Kassidy climbs to her feet as well, shaking off her own arm and getting the blood flowing again. But she wasn’t done with Delaney by a long shot! Kassidy began to throw some boxing-style punches at the body of Delaney’s!! Each shot connected, causing Delaney to almost buckle!
Jake Mercer: Kassidy is throwing those shots with some precision! Backing Delaney up and into the corner! Kassidy has Delaney in the corner now! What’s she doing! Kassidy is PLACING SOME THUMBTACKS UNDER HER BOOT! AND SOME SHARDS FROM THE LIGHT TUBES! She takes a step back into the other corner…
Stew-O: Kassidy charges in at Delaney.. boot raised! Going for “THE RAPTURE!!” LOOKING TO CONNECT WITH THAT HELLUVA KICK TO THE FACE OF DELANEY!!
Flannery McCoy: BUT NO!! DELANEY MOVED AT THE LAST SECOND!! Kassidy turns around.. “DEAD END!!!” DELANEY JUST CAUGHT KASSIDY WITH A FLYING ARMBAR!! TAKING HER TO THE CANVAS!!
Flannery McCoy: She’s going to try and break that arm of Kassidy’s again! But Kassidy’s awareness is causing her to slip her hand through the hole of the hold and clasp onto her hands to keep it from fully locking in!! But… DELANEY IS STARTING TO STOMP AT THE CHEST OF KASSIDY’S!! RELENTLESSLY!!
Stew-O: It causes Kassidy’s grip to slip!! And now it’s fully locked in!! Delaney is mere moments away from winning this! Look at the hyperextension on that arm! And this crowd is going wild! They could see Delaney pull off an upset here and now!!
Jake Mercer: But Kassidy once again is starting to fight back! Pushing up and onto her feet!! Kassidy’s free hand reached up towards Delaney’s eyes… SHE STARTED RAKING THE EYES OF DELANEY!! Causing Delaney herself to free Kassidy from the hold! Kassidy rolled off of Delaney… shaking that arm again.
Flannery McCoy: Meanwhile, Delaney may be momentarily blind right now! There’s a smile on Kassidy’s face right now, with her knowing what she did. She rolled over, climbing onto Delaney and mounting her, before she.. DRILLED HER WITH A HUGE HEADBUTT TO THE HEAD! FOLLOWED BY ANOTHER ONE! Looking to further open that wound on Delaney’s head.. absolutely sickening!
Stew-O: Kassidy just slapped Delaney! She may just be toying with her now! Slapping her again, before getting to her feet. Kassidy exits the ring, going under the apron, and this time, she pulls out something else! Kassidy stepped back, a sadistic smile on her face as she held up.. A CATTLE PROD!!
Jake Mercer: Oh no.. Kassidy is rolling back into the ring, marching towards Delaney, who was getting up and onto her own two feet… Kassidy lunged towards Delaney!! But.. DELANEY SIDESTEPPED KASSIDY!! Catching her with a… SUPERKICK TO THE SIDE OF THE FACE!!
Flannery McCoy: She dropped to a knee! But she’s somehow still got that cattle prod in her hand! Kassidy goes for the attack again! But this time.. DELANEY CAUGHT KASSIDY WITH A STEP-UP ENZIGURI TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD!! And Kassidy drops to the canvas! But now Delaney is starting to climb to the top rope! Her back turned towards Kassidy…
Stew-O: Delaney.. leaps off of the ropes!! And into a Moonsault!! Looking to connect with “The SKYWAY!!!”
Jake Mercer: BUT KASSIDY STUCK HER WITH THAT CATTLE PROD AS SHE CAME DOWN!! And Delaney landed straight on the canvas! Grabbing at her midsection and twitching slightly from being got with the cattle prod!!
Flannery McCoy: Kassidy goes to stick Delaney again!! Delaney rolls away from Kassidy, trying to create some separation from herself and Kassidy! Kassidy’s dropped the cattle prod, and she’s looking for the kill here! She rushes at the ropes, before rushing back at Delaney as she’s getting to her feet… hunched over!
Stew-O: CURB STOMP-
Jake Mercer: NO!! DELANEY POPS KASSIDY UP!! CATCHING HER WITH A SUPERKICK!! And Kassidy crumbles down to the canvas!
Flannery McCoy: What a counter out of nowhere! I don’t think any of us saw that coming, but now Delaney is using that time to fully regain her bearings…
Stew-O: These women have not slowed down a bit, trying to just kill one another here tonight! Both women are somehow starting to stagger up onto their feet! Kassidy charges in at Delaney!! LOOKING TO CONNECT WITH A BIG BOO—
Jake Mercer: DELANEY SLIPS IT!! GRABBING UP KASSIDY FOR A T-BONE SUPLEX!! SENDING HER CRASHING TO THE CANVAS!!
Flannery McCoy: Delaney seems to be getting fired up! She climbs back to her feet as Kassidy is doing the same! And KASSIDY SWINGS FOR A LARIAT!! But.. DELANEY SLIPS IT ONCE AGAIN!!
Stew-O: A GERMAN SUPLEX THIS TIME FROM DELANEY! PLANTING KASSIDY INTO THE CANVAS!! Delaney climbs to her feet… she’s searching and looking around for something here! She rolls out of the ring before going under the ring and pulling out a BARBED WIRE COVERED PLATFORM!?
(Delaney pushes it into the ring, before grabbing Kassidy and rolling her under the bottom rope as well.)
Flannery McCoy: Delaney approaches as she brings her back up to her feet, BUT KASSIDY DRIVES A KNEE DIRECTLY INTO HER ABDOMEN! She then grabs her by the head into a front facelock as she sets her up, LIFTING HER INTO A SUPLEX ONTO THE PLATFORM!
Jake Mercer: But Delaney manages to deliver a knee directly to the face, which allows her to slip out and land behind her! She then grabs Kassidy by the hair!
Stew-O: BEFORE SLAMMING HER DOWN ONTO THE BARBED WIRE PLATFORM! KASSIDY IS ALL TANGLED UP!
Flannery McCoy: Delaney is climbing to the top rope!? Oh no… she’s gotta be thinking something crazy here! Wait, wait, wait!! “SKYWAY!!!” DIVING MOONSAULT ONTO KASSIDY ON THE BARBED WIRE PLATFORM!! Oh my goodness!! Talk about throwing caution to the wind!
Stew-O: Both women lie there on the platform, writhing in pain! Delaney has the momentum right now… as much as she’s had all match! But she’s gotta find a way to get Kassidy into a position to break a limb!
Jake Mercer: Delaney is finally starting to pull herself up out of the barbed wire, rolling onto the floor at ringside, in obvious pain. These two have thrown hell at one another! Even now, coming down to a stretch in this match!
Flannery McCoy: Delaney climbs to her feet, realizing that she still has a match to win! She grabs hold of Kassidy, as Kassidy was falling out of the barbed wire platform and to the floor, before rolling her back into the ring… Delaney rolled into the ring afterwards. And she stepped back into the corner… calling Kassidy up onto her feet…
Delaney Rhodes: (off-mic) Come on! Get up!
Stew-O: Kassidy pushed herself up onto her feet… and she did. Delaney rushed in at Kassidy! She leapt up into the air, looking to take Kassidy down with a LEAPING REVERSE ST—
Jake Mercer: KASSIDY PICKED HER OUT OF THE AIR WITH A LARIAT!! Delaney crashed and burned! Maybe she’d taken a little bit too much time getting Kassidy back into the ring, and now that resilience of Kassidy’s is showing! Delaney rolled onto her stomach, clutching at her chest… but Kassidy Heart saw an opening!
Flannery McCoy: Kassidy drops down! And she grabs the arm of Delaney’s! Applying a Fujiwara Armbar!! She’s pulling back on that arm of Delaney’s!! TRYING TO SNAP IT!! MY GOODNESS! WILL SHE GET THE JOB DONE!? RIGHT HERE AND NOW!?
Stew-O: If Delaney doesn’t find a way out of this hold… it could be over for her! Hide your kids’ faces! Cover their eyes! Because this is about to be an ugly sight-
Jake Mercer: WAIT!! DELANEY CAN ROLL KASSIDY THROUGH!! Both women climb up onto their feet! But Kassidy is the faster woman! A BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE TAKES DELANEY’S HEAD CLEAN OFF!! SHUTTING HER DOWN ONCE AGAIN!!
Flannery McCoy: That was right on the mark, that knee landing smack dab on the nose of Delaney’s and sending her crashing to the canvas. Both of these women have been through hell and the cuts and crimson masks to prove such! And I doubt that they will stop at anything, even right now with being as deep as we are in this match! Kassidy turns towards Delaney, who was getting up to a knee…
Stew-O: How in the hell was Delaney still moving!? Kassidy saw this before she reached down, picking up some shards of glass and tacks! What’s she..? SHE IS FORCING DELANEY’S MOUTH OPEN AND FILLING IT WITH THE SHARDS AND TACKS!! That’s… insanity! It’s crazy…
(SMACK!!!!)
Jake Mercer: KASSIDY WITH A SUPERKICK TO THE JAW OF DELANEY!! FOLLOWED BY ANOTHER ONE!! BEFORE DELANEY DROPS DOWN TO THE CANVAS!!!
Flannery McCoy: Kassidy kneels towards Delaney, grabbing a handful of her hair as she’s holding her head up… this is… brutal!
(The camera zoomed in on the blood that was pouring from Delaney’s mouth! From the superkick that Kassidy delivered..)
Kassidy Heart: (off-mic) Get a good look at this! Let this be a reminder.. to NEVER.. EVER disrespect me again!
Stew-O: Those words spoken loud and clear! I don’t think that Kassidy is just looking to beat Delaney here tonight; she’s looking to make a statement and a huge one!! One that says that she will not be disrespected by anyone!! Kassidy takes off running towards the ropes, before rushing back at Delaney…
Jake Mercer: KASSIDY—
Flannery McCoy: NO!! DELANEY MANAGES TO SLIP OUT OF THE WAY!! TO THE SURPRISE OF KASSIDY!! SHE PUSHES KASSIDY INTO THE ROPES!! Kassidy rebounds off of them and into Delaney’s arms!!
Stew-O: SNAP GERMAN SUPLEX INTO A STEEL CHAIR!! Kassidy cries out in pain!! Arching her back as she rolls towards the corner, writhing in pain!!
Jake Mercer: This match has been nothing short of brutal and sadistic and just all-out chaos!! There are no rules, and these women are taking advantage of that! Delaney has been doing everything that she can to keep herself afloat in this match! But Kassidy has been laying it on her!
Stew-O: I’d say that this is Delaney’s welcoming party to EAW! But at this moment, it’s Delaney who has Kassidy Heart lined up!! Delaney rushes into the corner!! And she…..DRILLS KASSIDY WITH A STEP-UP ENZIGURI!! Kassidy comes tumbling out of the corner still on her feet! But she’s dazed!!
Flannery McCoy: Delaney sees the state that Kassidy is in! Delaney.. slowly hoists Kassidy up!! FOR A GERMAN SUPLEX BACK INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!! Kassidy crumbles down onto the canvas upon impact!!
Jake Mercer: Delaney is now looking around the ring, searching for anything she can to put away Kassidy. And she finds a chair!! Delaney wastes no time, and she begins to WRAP THE CHAIR AROUND THE ARM OF KASSIDY HEART!! And she’s grabbing another chair!!
Stew-O: Delaney, with a slight moment of hesitation… she raises the chair high and into the air! She’s about to bring it down onto that arm trapped in the chair!! SHE IS ABOUT TO WIN IT!!
Flannery McCoy: BUT! That slight moment of hesitation caused Kassidy to gain enough wherewithal to KICK DELANEY’S KNEE FROM UP UNDER HER!! Delaney falls onto a knee!! And this gives Kassidy some time to regroup…
Jake Mercer: Kassidy rolled out of the ring.. going under it once more, before she pulled out a staple gun!! She rolled back into the ring while Delaney was still kneeling.. BUT DELANEY HAD SUDDENLY SHOT UP!! SWINGING THAT CHAIR AT KASSIDY’S HEAD!! Kassidy ducked under it!!
(CLICK!!)
Stew-O: KASSIDY STAPLED SHUT THE EYE OF DELANEY!! Delaney cries out in pain!! Grabbing at that eye!! What the hell!? Well.. we’ve seen worse actually.. but this is still insane!
Flannery McCoy: Kassidy doesn’t seem like she’s done! As Delaney turned around, her back was facing Kassidy!!! Kassidy took the opportunity to.. PUNCH A STAPLE INTO THE BACK OF DELANEY’S SHOULDER!!
Jake Mercer: Delaney is quite literally only using one functioning eye right now.. Delaney drops to a knee! And now Kassidy grabs her head from behind.. before…
(CLICK!!!)
(CLICK!!!)
(CLICK!!!)
Kassidy Heart: (off-mic) Shut up bitch…
Stew-O: SHE JUST STAPLED DELANEY’S MOUTH CLOSED!! Oh my GOD!! She’s putting that staple gun to use! And she’s not showing any signs of stopping at all.. this can only get worse from here for Delaney! Kassidy tossed the staple gun away… What’s she about to do now…?
Flannery McCoy: Kassidy is wearing that sadistic grin on her crimson-coated face… oof… that looks scary. She’s pulling Delaney up to her feet, and she’s about- SHE TWISTS AND PULLS THE STAPLE OVER DELANEY’s EYE!! That’s so disgusting !! Delaney is groaning in pain! Kicking her feet as she’s prying at Kassidy’s hands!!! Trying to stop this assault!!
Jake Mercer: She finally yanks it out!! Delaney muffles screams of pain leaving her body as she falls over onto the canvas, holding her eye in an immense amount of pain! But I don’t think that Kassidy is in the least bit done with Delaney at all.. she’s pulling her back up to seated position.
Stew-O: One by one, it looks like she’s going to rip those staples out! And now.. SHE IS DOING THE SAME THING TO THE STAPLE ON HER MOUTH! TWISTING IT METHODICALLY!! Delaney is slapping at the hands of Kassidy as she’s wide-eyed from the pain and shock! But Delaney finally…
Flannery McCoy: Musters up just enough to shove Kassidy off of her!! And rolls away, climbing to her feet! However, Kassidy is still on the chase! Charging in at Delaney but—
Jake Mercer: “DETOUR” CONNECTS AGAIN!! THAT SPINNING BACK ELBOW TO KASSIDY!!
Stew-O: Delaney is taking a moment to now pull the rest of those staples from her own mouth! She tosses them away, turning back towards Kassidy with anger on her face, and she charges in at her! Delaney mounts Kassidy, and she’s RAINING DOWN LEFTS AND RIGHTS ON THE DOWNED KASSIDY HEART!!
Flannery McCoy: BUT KASSIDY WAS ABLE TO TRAP DELANEY IN A TRIANGLE CHOKE!! SHE HAS GOT HER TRAPPED!!
Jake Mercer: But Delaney is trying to fight out of it! Kassidy has got that hand of the trapped arm, and she is.. BITING THE FINGERS OF DELANEY’S!! Delaney is screaming out in pain as she’s flailing her free arm around and stomping her foot against the canvas!!
Stew-O: Kassidy came into this match certainly hungry! Delaney is reaching at the face of Kassidy with her free hand… AND JAMMING HER THUMB RIGHT INTO KASSIDY’S EYE!! Kassidy groaned out in pain, releasing the hold!!
Flannery McCoy: Delaney grabbed hold of Kassidy’s arm! And she pulled it back into a CROSS-ARMBAR!! TRYING TO RIP KASSIDY’S ARM OFF AGAIN!!
Jake Mercer: BUT KASSIDY WASN’T ALLOWING IT!! She locked her hands together, and she rolled both of them over… TRANSITIONING INTO A FUJIWARA ARMBAR!! KASSIDY PULLED BACK AS FAR AS SHE COULD ON THAT ARM!!
Stew-O: But she maybe got a bit overzealous, causing Delaney to roll backwards!! And Kassidy rolled off of her and onto her feet!! Delaney started to get up….
(THUD!!)
Flannery McCoy: “PAINFULLY EVER AFTER!!” KASSIDY JUST CURB STOMPED DELANEY’S HEAD INTO THE CANVAS!!
Jake Mercer: I don’t think that’s enough! Kassidy turns around to see Delaney struggling to push up and into her hands and knees, and this enrages Kassidy!! She bounced off of the ropes again!!
Stew-O: “PAINFULLY EVER AFTER!!” SHE CONNECTS WITH ANOTHER ONE!!
Kassidy Heart: (off-mic) Welp. Guess you’re dead. 🤷♀️
Flannery McCoy: Kassidy is pulling Delaney up onto her feet! She goes to grapple Delaney.. but DELANEY SOMEHOW FINDS THE WHEREWITHAL TO HOIST KASSIDY UP!!! SHE IS LOOKING FOR A BELLY TO BELLY!!
Jake Mercer: BUT NO!! KASSIDY STOPS HER.. APPLYING A KIMURA LOCK!! KASSIDY!! DELANEY IS STRUGGLING! BUT SHE IS STILL FIGHTING BACK AS SHE IS TRYING TO GET TO THE ROPES!!
Stew-O: THE PRELUDE TO “THANK U, NEXT!!” Delaney is trying her damndest to stay afloat!! But Kassidy has worn her down to the canvas, and now KASSIDY APPLIES THE SECOND STEP OF THE FINISHER!! THE FUJIWARA ARMBAR!! PULLING BACK ON THAT ARM!!! But.. Delaney is still somehow relentless in trying to fight out of this hold!!
(KASSIDY BEGINS TO DELIVER THE LAST BLOW OF THE FINISHER!! STOMPING AT THE HEAD OF DELANEY!! SHE IS RELENTLESS AND UNMERCIFUL!!!)
Jake Mercer: It looks like Delaney’s movements are getting more and more sluggish and slowing down!! She may just be out!! Unfortunately, that does NOT stop this match!
(Noticing that she’d knocked Delaney unconscious with those stomps to the head, Kassidy stopped the stomps!! But she kept hold of Delaney’s arm in her grasp! She began to pull and bend back on those fingers methodically!! Just mangling them!! Before…)
(SNAP!!!)
Flannery McCoy: HOLY- THAT WAS ABSOLUTELY BRUTAL! Delaney screams out in pain as.. KASSIDY HAD JUST SNAPPED HER POINTER FINGER!!
Jake Mercer: SHE JUST BROKE IT!!
(DING!! DING!!! DING!!!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner… KASSIDY HEART!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: This match was genuinely chaotic and a massacre… Delaney brought all of the heart and passion that she could to this battle! But in the end, Kassidy proved to be too much!
(Kassidy rose up onto her feet, displaying the scars and blood of going through a war… but she still came out victorious, having her hand raised by the referee as she stared down at Delaney, kicking her away… as the show transitioned…)
(A commercial plays for Ulta.)
(The next match card graphic of the evening is shown…)
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Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A PIRANHA DEATHMATCH! THE FIRST PERSON TO SUBMERGE THEIR OPPONENT IN THE TANK OF PIRANHAS WILL BE THE EAW SPECIALIST CHAMPIONSHIP!
(Inside the ring, one of the corners had a barbed wire board propped up in the corner. But that wasn’t the most important detail, as both sides of the ring had a giant tank full of piranhas.)
(The arena drops into darkness. A long beat of silence then “TEFLON DON” by Future begins to creep through the speakers. A single spotlight snaps on at the top of the ramp. Jamie Valdez stands motionless, head down, hands at her sides soaking in the heat pouring down from every direction.)
Stephie Love: Making her way to the ring, from Laredo, Texas, weighing in at 120 pounds…she is “THE PRODIGY”… JAMIE… VALDEZZZZZ!
(Jamie’s head snaps up. She smirks out at the sea of jeers, spreading her arms wide. She struts down the ramp occasionally pointing into the crowd and mouthing something back at whoever. She slides into the ring under the bottom rope, then climbs a turnbuckle, looking out over the arena. She hops down off the buckle, rolling her neck, eyes locked on the ramp as her music fades.)
(The opening riff of “Let Me Hear” by Fear, and Loathing in Las Vegas explodes through the speakers. Strobe lights flash in rapid bursts as red light floods the stage. Saori Aizen appears at the top of the ramp, standing perfectly still, head tilted slightly, watching the crowd.)
Stephie Love: Making her way to the ring, from Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 130 pounds…She is the Specialist Champion…“THE CONTROL DEVIL”…SAORIIII… AIZENNNN!
(She begins her walk down the ramp, once she reaches ringside she pauses, running a single hand along the barricade as fans recoil, before rolling into the ring. She rises to her feet in the center of the ring, holding the Specialist Championship high over her head with both hands. Saori lowered the title slowly, handing the Championship to the referee as her theme faded out.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
(Saori and Jamie stood in the center of the ring and stared each other down. Neither woman flinched or broke their gaze, almost a sign of weakness if they did. After a moment, Saori smiled and lightly placed a hand on Jamie’s cheek.)
Saori Aizen: (off mic) I’ll try to make this quick, but not painless
Jamie Valdez: (off mic) …
(JAMIE SLAPS SAORI ACROSS THE FACE!)
Jake Mercer: OH! Jamie started things off with a huge slap to the face! Saori was taunting Jamie, and it seemed to have gotten under her skin! I don’t blame her; Saori is known to be quite the bitter pill to swallow for a lot of people!
Flannery McCoy: Sometimes it works out in her favor, and other times she gets slapped in the face; she is quite the polarizing figure, to put it lightly! Jamie and Saori are going back and forth now, trading back blows to the head! It doesn’t seem like either woman will be able to pull through!
Stew-O: It is as equal as it comes; both women are holding their ground! Jamie bounces off the ropes and charges in, trying to knock Saori off her feet with a shoulder tackle! But Saori takes it, still standing and laughing at Jamie’s attempt!
Saori Aizen: (off mic) Come on Jamie, you have got to be strong, we then that-
Jake Mercer: SPIN KICK TO THE MIDSECTION BY JAMIE! FOLLOWED UP BY A HARD KICK TO THE CHEST SENDING SAORI DOWN!
Flannery McCoy: Saori is trying her best to get under Jamie’s skin, but it doesn’t seem to be working! Jamie lifts the Champion, looking for an Irish whip, aiming towards that barbed wire board propped into the corner-
Stew-O: But Saori stops herself right before she can go crashing into it! Mere inches away from disaster right there, but Jamie charging right at her- SAORI MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! BUT JAMIE CAN STOP HERSELF BEFORE SHE CRASHES INTO THE BARBED WIRE! Both women avoided disaster by the skin of their teeth!
Jake Mercer: WELL HERE COMES SAORI! TRYING TO JUMP ONTO JAMIE BUT SHE MANAGES TO PUSH HER OFF! Closing in with a knee to the midsection, incapacitating her, Saori briefly! Now looking to try again and whip the Champion into the barbed wire-
Flannery McCoy: BUT SAORI REVERSES THE IRISH WHIP! DROPPING DOWN AND TRIPPING HER UP! SENDING HER FLYING INTO THE BARBED WIRE BOARD! IT SHATTERS IN HALF, AND VALDEZ IS GETTING CUT UP!
(Saori has a wicked smile as she rolls out of the ring, avoiding the tank of piranhas and grabbing a chair from underneath the ropes. She quickly rolls back into the ring and lifts the chair above her head! Jamie is still stuck with barbed wire cutting into her back!)
(CRACK!)
(CRACK!)
(CRACK!)
(CRACK!)
(CRACK!)
Stew-O: SAORI BREAKING THE STEEL CHAIR OVER THE BACK OF JAMIE’S HEAD! OH GOD SHE IS ALREADY CRACKING HER HEAD OPEN!
(BLAM!)
Jake Mercer: AND THE FINISHING IT OFF BY THROWING THE EDGE CHAIR STRAIGHT INTO HER BUSTED SKULL! JAMIE IS POURING DOWN BLOOD, AND WE ARE JUST GETTING STARTED!
(Saori grabs the hair, picking Jamie to one knee. She clutches at her chin and paints her palms with Jamie’s blood. A crazed look in her eye as she rubs it on her attire.)
Saori Aizen: (off mic) We are going to have so much fun, aren’t we…?
Jamie Valdez: (off mic) …Not if this is the best you got…
(Saori tilts her head, letting go of Jamie’s chin and grabbing the chair. With one quick and heavy swing-)
(BLAM!)
(SAORI BREAKS THE CHAIR OVER THE HEAD OF JAMIE! SENDING HER DOWN TO THE MAT!)
Flannery McCoy: SAORI IS SHOWING NO MERCY AS WE COME TO EXPECT! BREAKING THE CHAIR OVER THE SKULL OF JAMIE VALDEZ!
Stew-O: THAT ISN’T ALL! SAORI GRABBING THAT BROKEN CHAIR SITTING PIECE AND BASHING JAMIE REPEATEDLY OVER THE HEAD WITH IT! JAMIE HAS GOT TO BE CONCUSSED; THERE IS NO WAY SHE IS CONSCIOUS RIGHT NOW!
(Saori tosses the broken chair aside and grabs Jamie by the hair once more, dragging her limp body upright. She turns toward the nearest tank, the piranha already churning the water at the surface, and begins walking Jamie toward it.)
Jake Mercer: Saori is going for it! She’s going to end this match right here and retain that Specialist Championship!
Flannery McCoy: Jamie is barely conscious! She is soaked in her own blood, and Saori has complete control right now!
(But before Saori can get her to the edge! ELBOW TO THE MIDSECTION! Jamie drives a desperate elbow back into Saori’s gut, and Saori’s grip loosens just enough for Jamie to stumble free, dropping to one knee.)
Stew-O: Jamie fighting back! She bought herself some time with that elbow, but she is still not in good shape!
(Saori recovers quickly, completely unbothered. She watches Jamie struggle to get back to her feet with a look of amusement. Jamie finally stands, blood still streaming down her face, and swings a forearm at Saori’s jaw.)
(It landed, but it had no effect.)
Jake Mercer: Jamie with a forearm, but I don’t know if Saori even felt that!
(Saori barely moves. She looks at Jamie for a moment, then slowly tilts her head before firing a forearm back that snaps Jamie’s head sideways and sends her stumbling into the ropes.)
Saori Aizen: (off mic) Is that really all you have? How disappointing.
Flannery McCoy: Saori taunting Jamie while she recovers on the ropes! She is absolutely in Jamie’s head right now!
(Jamie grits her teeth. She pushes herself off the ropes and throws another forearm! It is harder this time, with more behind it! Saori’s head moved slightly more than before but still wasn’t enough to faze her.)
Stew-O: Jamie is trying to find something she has in the tank right now! That one had a lot more on it, but Saori is shrugging it off!
(Saori looks at Jamie for a long moment…THEN SLAPS HER ACROSS THE FACE! BLOOD AND SWEAT SEEN FLYING OFF THE FACE OF JAMIE! Before Jamie can react, Saori drives her knee hard into her stomach, doubling her over completely before Jamie crumples back down to the mat.)
Jake Mercer: Saori just reminded Jamie exactly where they stand right now! Jamie Valdez is hurt and bleeding, and Saori Aizen has barely broken a sweat in this match so far.
Flannery McCoy: This match is going exactly the way Saori wants it to, and Jamie desperately needs to find a way to change that before Saori gets her to one of those tanks.
Stew-O: The question is whether Jamie has anything left to change the tide with! Because right now, Saori looks like she could do this all night, and, knowing Aizen, she just might!
(Saori grabs a fistful of Jamie’s hair and drags her up onto her knees, positioning her upright in the center of the ring. Jamie sways, barely holding herself up, blood still dripping steadily onto the canvas beneath her.)
Jake Mercer: Saori is sitting Jamie upright right now, and folks, I don’t like where this is going!
(Saori retrieves the shattered remains of the barbed wire board from the corner and lays it flat against Jamie’s exposed back, the wire pressing into already-open wounds. Jamie lets out a cry as the barbs bite into her skin.)
Flannery McCoy: She’s got that broken board pressed right against Jamie’s back! That’s fresh barbed wire digging into cuts that are already wide open!
Stew-O: And now Saori’s backing off toward the ropes. I think I know exactly what she’s setting up here! Saori bounces off the far ropes, picking up speed as she comes barreling back across the ring!
Jake Mercer: HERE SHE COMES! DROPKICK! Saori connects with the barbed wire board, driving it hard into Jamie’s spine! Jamie’s whole body convulses!
Flannery McCoy: OH MY GOD, listen to that scream! Those barbs just tore even deeper into her! Jamie is down, and I don’t know how much more of this she can withstand!
Stew-O: Saori is a surgeon out here tonight, and I mean that in the most disturbing way possible! She is enjoying destroying her opponent, and it almost seems like she enjoys destroying Jamie the most!
(Saori pushes herself up, not a hair out of place. She looks down at Jamie’s ruined back with admiration, then bends down and retrieves the broken board once more — this time flipping it over, wire facing down, and laying it directly across Jamie’s chest and face like a blanket.)
Jake Mercer: What is she doing now?! He’s laying the wire face-down right on top of her!
Flannery McCoy: Saori is climbing the turnbuckle! She’s going up top!
(Saori rises to the top rope, staring down at the barbed wire draped across Jamie’s motionless body!)
Stew-O: SAORI LEAPS! DIVING FOOT STOMP CRASHING DOWN ONTO THE BARBED WIRE, DRIVING IT DEEP INTO JAMIE’S FACE AND CHEST! JAMIE ISN’T MOVING! SHE ISN’T MOVING AT ALL!
Jake Mercer: I don’t know how you get up from that! Saori Aizen just turned Jamie Valdez’s back into a war zone, and she is not showing one single ounce of remorse for it!
(Saori rolls off of Jamie slowly, wire still tangled against the fresh wounds she’s carved, and rises to her feet, wiping her hands casually as she looks down at what she’s done. She then turns to the booing crowd, and does a bow.)
Saori Aizen: (off mic) It is nobody’s fault but her own…
(Saori goes back over, crouching down, and reaching for Jamie’s arm to haul her back up. But the moment her fingers close around Jamie’s wrist, Jamie’s eyes snap open!)
Jake Mercer: WAIT A MINUTE! FOREARM SHOT TO THE JAW! JAMIE VALDEZ JUST FOUND THE ENERGY SHE NEEDED! I DON’T KNOW FROM WHERE BUT SHE IS FIGHTING BACK!
Flannery McCoy: Where is this coming from?! She was dead weight thirty seconds ago!
(Saori shakes it off and fires back a forearm of her own! Jamie answers with another! The two women stand toe to toe now, trading strike for strike, blood flying off of Jamie with every exchange, neither one backing down!)
Stew-O: THEY ARE THROWING EVERYTHING THEY HAVE AT EACH OTHER! JAMIE, DESPITE THE DAMAGE SHE HAS TAKEN, IS SHOWING THIS MATCH ISN’T OVER FOR HER!
(Saori gets the better of an exchange, driving her knee up hard into Jamie’s midsection, doubling her over just as she did before.)
Jake Mercer: Knee lift by Saori, right back to that same well that’s worked for her all match! Saori backs off toward the ropes, bouncing off them and charging back in— but as she closes the distance, Jamie is upright and SCOOPS SAORI UP! JAMIE CAUGHT HER! SHE’S GOT SAORI UP, AND SHE IS HEADED STRAIGHT FOR THAT PIRANHA TANK!
Flannery McCoy:: SHE’S GOING TO DUMP HER RIGHT INTO IT—
(But Saori’s hand shoots out, latching onto the top rope in a death grip, halting Jamie dead in her tracks just short of the edge!)
Jake Mercer: SAORI GRABBED THE ROPE! SHE STOPPED HERSELF FROM GOING IN! SHE KNOWS HOW MUCH TROUBLE SHE IS IN!
(Jamie strains, unable to break the grip loose! So instead she pivots, spinning Saori around and driving her down HARD, BODY SLAMMING HER DIRECTLY ONTO THE BROKEN BARBED WIRE BOARD!)
Flannery McCoy: JAMIE COULDN’T GET HER IN THE TANK SO SHE TURNED HER RIGHT INTO THAT WIRE INSTEAD!
Stew-O: SAORI’S BACK JUST MET THAT SAME BOARD SHE’S BEEN USING ALL NIGHT! HOW DOES THAT FEEL, CHAMP?!
Jake Mercer: The tide might just be turning here at ringside, and for the first time all match, it’s Saori Aizen laid out, and it’s Jamie Valdez finding her second wind!
(Saori writhes on top of the shattered wire, wincing as the barbs press into her own back for the first time tonight. Jamie stands over her, blood-soaked and staring down with fire in her eyes. Saori scrambles backward, dragging herself into the corner, using the turnbuckle to try and pull herself up. Jamie doesn’t give her the chance; she snatches up the bent chair frame from the mat.)
Flannery McCoy: Jamie’s got that broken chair frame! Jamie jams the frame flat against Saori’s face, pinning her head to the turnbuckle pad! She’s got it pressed right into her face! Saori is trapped in that corner!
(Jamie backs off several steps, measuring the distance, then charges forward!)
Stew-O: KNEE STRIKE CRASHING THE CHAIR FRAME RIGHT INTO SAORI’S FACE!
Jake Mercer: AND ANOTHER HARD KNEE TO THE FACE FOR GOOD MEASURE! JAMIE IS UNLOADING ON HER NOW!
Flannery McCoy: That chair frame just got driven into Saori’s skull twice over! This is a different Jamie Valdez; she has shifted to a whole other gear!
(Jamie reaches down, hauling the dazed Saori up and hoisting her onto her shoulders in a fireman position, turning toward the ropes and the drop to tank below.)
Stew-O: SHE’S GOT HER UP! IS SHE LOOKING TO DUMP HER OUT OF THIS RING AND INTO THAT TANK?!
Jake Mercer: But Saori fights, throwing her weight and elbows wildly, wriggling free and dropping back down to her feet in the center of the ring!
Flannery McCoy: SAORI SLIPPED OUT OF IT! Both women now squared up in the center ring! Jamie fires first, spinning for a roundhouse kick— but Saori ducks under it, the momentum leaving Jamie wide open!
Stew-O: SAORI’S GOT HER LOCKED UP FOR A GERMAN, RIGHT TOWARD THAT BARBED WIRE—
(Jamie fights the lock, twisting her hips and spinning out of the grip before Saori can bridge back! Jamie spins Saori around, looking to return the favor with a German of her own!)
Jake Mercer: JAMIE SPUN OUT OF IT! SHE’S GOT SAORI NOW—
(But Saori slips the grip at the last second, twisting free and grabbing hold of Jamie from behind, bending her head back and driving her straight into the mat!)
Flannery McCoy: REVERSE DDT! REVERSE DDT RIGHT ONTO THE BARBED WIRE BOARD!
Stew-O: SAORI SPIKES HER HEAD INTO THAT WIRE! Both women are trying to one-up each other, and it’s Saori who comes out on top, leaving Jamie Valdez down and busted open even worse than before!
(Saori rolls off slowly, starting to breathe hard, glancing over at the damaged, bloodied body of Jamie. Saori then rolls out to the ringside once more, sliding two more steel chairs in before climbing back under the ropes.)
Jake Mercer: More chairs?! Hasn’t Jamie had enough steel for one night? Saori drops to a knee beside Jamie’s motionless body, placing one of the chairs flat on her head!
Flannery McCoy: She’s setting one chair right on top of Jamie’s skull! Saori hoists up the second chair high overhead, and brings it crashing down with everything she has!
(CLANG!)
Stew-O: OH MY GOD, THE SOUND OF THAT!
Jake Mercer: SAORI JUST SANDWICHED JAMIE’S HEAD BETWEEN TWO STEEL CHAIRS!
Flannery McCoy: Jamie has to be seeing stars right now, if she’s seeing anything at all!
(Saori tosses the dented chairs aside and drags Jamie up by the arm, hooking her for a powerbomb and hoisting her onto her shoulders. She turns, walking with purpose toward the ropes and the piranha tank waiting below.)
Stew-O: SHE’S GOT HER UP FOR A POWERBOMB, AND SHE IS WALKING HER RIGHT TOWARD THAT TANK!
Jake Mercer: This could be it! This brutal match is finally ending right here and now!
(But just as Saori reaches the ropes, Jamie thrashes violently, wriggling loose and sliding down Saori’s back to her feet! Spinning her around and firing off a forearm strike!)
Flannery McCoy: JAMIE SLIPPED OUT AGAIN! SHE WILL NOT STAY DOWN TONIGHT!
(Saori answers with a strike of her own, snapping Jamie’s head to the side, but rather than fold, Jamie’s whole face twists with fury, and she rears back with a hard kick straight into Saori’s chest, sending her stumbling!)
Stew-O: THAT KICK HAD SOME REAL HEAT BEHIND IT! Jamie is getting angry now, and that might be pushing Jamie to do things we didn’t expect from her as we get into the late stages of this match!
(Saori recovers fast, driving a knee up into Jamie’s gut but Jamie barely bends, absorbing it and staying on her feet, glaring back at the champion!)
Jake Mercer: Saori went right back to that knee, but this time Jamie is standing right through it!
Flannery McCoy: Saori was not expecting that; she didn’t expect Jamie to have this much fight in her! Saori resets and starts unloading with a flurry of hard open-hand slaps! Trying to batter Jamie back down, trying to break whatever has come over her!
Stew-O: SHE’S TEEING OFF NOW! Slap after slap after slap, Saori trying to find that switch that turns Jamie off before this gets any further out of hand!
(Saori rears back and drives a headbutt square into Jamie’s forehead! Jamie’s legs buckle and she drops to one knee, blood smearing between both their faces.)
Jake Mercer: HEADBUTT PUTS JAMIE DOWN TO A KNEE! Saori is looking to slow this comeback down! Saori backs off toward the ropes, bouncing off them and coming back with some speed, leaping into a knee strike aimed right at Jamie’s skull—
Flannery McCoy: JAMIE SHOOTS HER ARMS OUT AND CATCHES THE LEG MID-AIR!
Jamie Valdez: (off mic) AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
Stew-O: LISTEN TO THAT SCREAM! Something has completely taken over Jamie Valdez at this moment! Jamie slams her forearm down into Saori’s trapped knee, making Saori howls out!
Flannery McCoy: JAMIE SWINGING FOR THE FENCES — But Saori ducks under it at the last second, wrapping her arms around Jamie and hoisting her up!
Jake Mercer: SAITO SUPLEX! SAORI DRIVES JAMIE DOWN DIRECTLY ONTO THE STACKED STEEL CHAIRS OH MY GOD, JAMIE’S NECK AND BACK JUST CRASHED DOWN HARD!
Stew-O: That comeback might be over just as fast as it started! This match has favored Saori, but Jamie has refused to stay down for long!
(Saori grabs Jamie’s hair, dragging her limp body toward the edge of the ring, hauling her up and over the piranha tank positioned at ringside. Jamie’s face hovers just above the water, the piranhas already thrashing at the surface.)
Jake Mercer: SAORI IS GOING FOR IT! SHE’S GOING TO DUNK HER HEAD RIGHT INTO THAT TANK!
Flannery McCoy: THOUSANDS OF ETHICALLY HARVESTED PIRANHAS ARE LOOKING TO FEED ON HUMAN FLESH!
(But just as Saori starts to lower her down, Jamie’s hands shoot up, grabbing at Saori’s wrists, fighting with every last bit of strength she has left!)
Stew-O: JAMIE IS FIGHTING IT! SHE IS NOT GOING IN WITHOUT A FIGHT! SHE HAS TO REFUSE!
(The two women struggle, Jamie’s face inches from the water but then, with a sudden burst, Jamie twists the leverage, wrenching Saori’s grip around and driving the champion’s own head down toward the tank instead!)
Jake Mercer: WAIT! SHE’S TURNED IT AROUND ON HER! SAORI GOING HEAD FIRST INTO THAT TANK OF PIRANHAS!
Flannery McCoy: SAORI’S FACE PLUNGES INTO THE WATER AND YOU CAN SEE THE PIRANHAS IMMEDIATELY SWARM!
Stew-O: SAORI IS THRASHING! SHE IS FIGHTING TO GET OUT OF THAT TANK RIGHT NOW! BUT NOTHING SEEMS TO BE WORKING! SHE IS AT JAMIE’S MERCY!
(Saori’s whole body convulses, legs kicking wildly at the mat as she claws at Jamie’s arms, finally wrenching herself free and stumbling back into the ring! Her face comes up out of the water, the champion’s cheek and jawline are torn ragged, flesh stripped away, blood pouring freely down her neck.)
Flannery McCoy: LOOK AT HER FACE! OH MY GOD, THE PIRANHAS JUST STRIPPED AWAY A BIT OF HER FACE!
Jake Mercer: For the first time all match, Saori Aizen looks genuinely rattled! She is holding her bloodied face, she is hurt BAD!
(Saori staggers back against the ropes, one hand pressed to the ruined side of her face, blood streaming between her fingers as she stares across the ring at Jamie who laughs at her.)
Saori Aizen: (off mic) …You find this amusing? YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY?!
(Both women push off the ropes and collide in the center of the ring, unloading strike after stiff strike, blood and sweat flying with every exchange!)
Jake Mercer: THEY ARE JUST THROWING HAMMERS AT EACH OTHER RIGHT NOW! NEITHER ONE WILL BACK DOWN!
Flannery McCoy: This is war in the middle of that ring, back and forth they go! Saori starts to pull ahead in the exchange, her shots landing cleaner, until a hard right hand drops Jamie down to one knee!
Stew-O: SAORI TAKING CONTROL OF THE EXCHANGE! JAMIE IS DOWN TO A KNEE ONCE AGAIN! Saori backs off toward the ropes, bouncing off them, looking to come back with a dropkick—
Jake Mercer: But Jamie snatches a loose chair off the mat and HURLS it, catching Saori in the face mid-charge! SAORI NEVER SAW IT COMING! THAT STOPPED HER DEAD IN HER TRACKS!
(Jamie surges up, grabbing the staggered Saori and hoisting her up, driving her toward the top rope, looking to throw her over the top and down toward the piranha tank below!)
Flannery McCoy: JAMIE’S GOT HER UP AND OVER! SHE IS GOING TO THROW HER RIGHT DOWN INTO THAT TANK!
(But at the last second, Saori’s hand whips out, clamping onto the top rope, managing to land on the apron but is dangerously close to the water!)
Stew-O: SHE SAVED HERSELF RIGHT AT THE LAST SECOND, BUT SHE IS STILL RIGHT OVER THAT TANK! ONE WRONG MOVE AND SHE IS GOING TO LOSE MORE THEN JUST HER FACE!
(Jamie charges back in, looking to finish the job and knock her loose but Saori times it perfectly, grabbing hold of Jamie and yanking her forward, pulling her clean over the top rope!)
Jake Mercer: SAORI PULLED HER OVER WITH HER! BOTH WOMEN ARE OUT ON THE APRON NOW!
Flannery McCoy: They are both in the same predicament on that apron, directly above that tank of piranhas, with one slip deciding everything the outcome of this match!
(The two women begin to strike each other over on the narrow apron, both losing their footing more than once, arms windmilling out over the tank as the crowd gasps with every near-miss!)
Stew-O: OH! SHE ALMOST WENT DOWN THERE! BOTH OF THEM SEEM LIKE EQUALS RIGHT NOW! BOTH HAVE A 50/50 CHANCE OF FALLING INTO THOSE WATERS!
Flannery McCoy: Like I said it only takes one wrong step and this match is over in the most horrific way imaginable, both of them are going to keep finding a way to hang on— BUT IT LOOKS LIKE JAMIE WANTS TO END THINGS! Jamie turned her focus to Saori’s hand gripping around the top rope, hammering down fists onto her fingers, trying to break the grip loose!
Jake Mercer: A SMART STRATEGY! JAMIE MIGHT JUST BE MOMENTS AWAY FROM BEING SPECIALIST CHAMPION!
(Saori winces with every strike, her fingers slipping bit by bit until, in desperation, she reaches out and grabs Jamie by the hair, yanking her head in close!)
Stew-O: SAORI’S GOT A HANDFUL OF HAIR! WHAT IS SHE— WHAT THE HELL?! SAORI LUNGES AND CLAMPS DOWN ON JAMIE’S NOSE WITH HER TEETH!
Flannery McCoy: OH MY GOD! SHE IS BITING HER! SHE IS TRYING TO TEAR HER NOSE CLEAN OFF!
Jake Mercer: SAORI LOOKS LIKE A WILD DOG RIGHT NOW! SHE WILL NOT LET GO OF JAMIE’S NOSE!
(Jamie thrashes, howling in agony, her grip faltering and Saori seizes the opening, by driving a sharp kick up into Jamie’s arm, snapping her hold on the rope loose entirely!)
Flannery McCoy: SHE KICKED THE ARM! SHE BROKE THE GRIP! JAMIE IS FALLING—
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(JAMIE PLUMMETS OFF THE APRON AND CRASHES DOWN INTO THE TANK, THE WATER ERUPTING AS THE PIRANHAS SWARM IMMEDIATELY!)
Stew-O: SHE’S IN THE TANK! JAMIE VALDEZ IS IN WITH THE PIRANHAS!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…AND STILL YOUR SPECIALIST CHAMPION…SAORI AIZEN!
(Jamie thrashes wildly, screaming as the water begins to turn red around her, clawing at the sides of the tank as the fish tear into her!)
Jake Mercer: JAMIE IS BEING EATEN ALIVE RIGHT NOW! THE REFEREES ARE RUSHING OVER RIGHT NOW!
Stew-O: What a brutal match, Saori pushed Jamie to the absolute limit and even with how brutal she was Jamie still managed to withstand it and pushed this match close to the wire!
Flannery McCoy: Jamie Valdez left absolutely everything in this, however it still wasn’t enough to take the Specialist Championship off of Saori Aizen!
(Saori drops down off the apron, blood streaming from the ruined side of her face, she watches medics swarm the tank to pull Jamie free. She just stares, watching Jamie’s body with pieces missing from the piranhas. She smiles, before walking up the ramp holding up her Championship.)
(A commercial plays for Dairy Queen.)
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Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE FOLLOWING… IS A DOOMSDAY CHAMBER OF BLOOD MATCH!
Crowd: WEIURHGWOIHTRGOIWURHTGOIWHR
Stephie Love: The only way to win is by pinfall, submission, or referee stoppage… but only once the opponent is already BLEEDING!
(Ballad of a Prodigal Son by Lincoln Durham begins blaring through the speakers to a titanic reaction as Kirk Redwood emerges from behind the stage curtains, looking intensely focused as he slaps the fighting spirit into himself before glaring across the ramp towards the cage. He storms down towards the squared circle, clenching his taped fists as he does.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST! Hailing from Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 210 pounds… he is THE DOG OF WAR, KIIIIIIIRK! REDWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!
Stew-O: Kirk Redwood has heard the same level of skepticism throughout his entire career, always being degraded, always being told he couldn’t make it to the top! He’s been told he’s aggressive and tough, but never enough to reach the highest echelon; lately, though, he has been fighting against those claims and all who have been making them!
Flannery McCoy: Not JUST fighting, Stew! Kirk has been fighting his entire career, but as of late, he’s been following through on those promises and knocking down the top tier legends of this industry one after another!
Jake Mercer: Tonight, he has the opportunity to continue this streak of momentum, and he gets the chance to do so in this gruesome chamber of blood with razor wire and weapons all around! It won’t be easy, though, because he’s going against one of the most dominant forces in the industry!
(POV by Clipse ft Tyler the Creator began blaring through the speakers to a massive mixed reaction as Cy Henderson sauntered out onto the stage, eyes already narrowed towards Kirk Redwood in the ring. The tension is ripe in the air as Cy throws his cap out to the side before marching down the ramp with a menacing look plastered upon his face.)
Stephie Love: AND HIS OPPONENT! Hailing from New York City, New York, weighing in at 240 pounds… HE IS THE FORCE OF NATURE, CYYYYYYYYY! HEEEEEEEENDERSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!
Stew-O: Here comes the Force of Nature, the legendary Cy Henderson himself, stepping into the Doomsday Chamber of Blood for the second year in a row! Just last year, he faced off against the esoteric chairman of EAW, Methuselah Elevation, in what was a harrowing war!
Flannery McCoy: That gives him the advantage heading into this match, not just having experience in it but already having won a match! He’s looking to trample Kirk Redwood for what he perceived as disrespect!
Jake Mercer: After how Pain for Pride ended for Cy, he clearly hasn’t been in a good mood and with the heated rivalry that has developed with Kirk ever since, we’re about to see it all blow up right here and now inside the chamber!
(Both elitists are now in the ring, staring daggers at each other as the chamber descends around them, with the sound of razor wire grinding against razor wire lining much of the chains of the cage. As soon as the chamber locks down around the ring…)
Stephie Love: THE DOOMSDAY CHAMBER OF BLOOD BEGINS NOW!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: HERE WE GO! CY HENDERSON AND KIRK REDWOOD GO TO WAR INSIDE THE DOOMSDAY CHAMBER OF BLOOD! WITHOUT A MOMENT OF HESITATION, THESE TWO GRIZZLED WARRIORS EXPLODE OUT OF THEIR RESPECTIVE CORNERS, COMING OUT SWINGING AT EACH OTHER!
Flannery McCoy: This match immediately gets out to a heated and violent start as Kirk Redwood opens up by firing off sharp jabs and hooks towards the face of Cy Henderson, looking to bust him wide open as soon as he can!
Jake Mercer: But the ever dominant Force of Nature, Cy Henderson, has an answer for every strike that Kirk Redwood throws his way, returning fire with just as much ferocity!
Stew-O: We’ve seen how the deep-seeded insecurities both of these men have erupted throughout the course of the past month, so this kind of start to the Doomsday Chamber of Blood is only to be expected! Massive brawls that had to be pulled apart by security time and time again, with even poor Michael Belfort becoming collateral damage after the backstage interview the two of them had!
Flannery McCoy: But locked inside that chamber of blood, there’s no Michael Belfort, no security guards, NOTHING in their way, and we know damn well they’re going to take that opportunity for all its worth when they tear each other limb from limb!
Jake Mercer: Kirk lands a STIFF face slap on the Force of Nature, causing him to stagger back a bit and giving the Dog of War an opening to follow up with a heavy leg kick to Cy’s right thigh before firing off a European uppercut to make it a strike trifecta… a strikefecta if you will!
Stew-O: But Cy Henderson managed to jump back just far enough to avoid the European uppercut! Kirk Redwood stumbles as a result of the evaded strike, giving Cy the opening he needed to fire back with a HUGE elbow smash right across the temple, trying to use the edge of the elbow to bust Kirk open!
Flannery McCoy: But still no blood, not quite yet! With gritted teeth, Cy jabs Kirk again and again, trying to pressure him back towards the ropes and one of the sides of the cage, wrapped up in razor wire, which is sure to be able to draw blood the moment it comes into play!
Jake Mercer: But as Cy fires off one more strike, Kirk is able to duck underneath it and daze Cy with a palm strike! Cy is reeling, and then Kirk Redwood actually manages to connect with that European uppercut he attempted earlier, which only serves to stun Cy even further!
Stew-O: AND NOW KIRK TRIES TO TAKE THIS DOWN TO THE GROUND AS HE GRABS FOR BOTH OF CY’S LEGS, AIMING TO BRING HIM DOWN TO THE CANVAS WITH A DOUBLE LEG TAKEDOWN!
Flannery McCoy: BUT CY HENDERSON MANAGED TO WRIGGLE OUT OF IT THE MOMENT KIRK WENT DOWN WITH HIM! They quickly struggle against each other’s attempts to jockey for position on the canvas before Cy comes out on top, literally, by getting into a front mount position on top of the Dog of War!
Jake Mercer: Clubbing blows from the Force of Nature get unleashed before Cy grabs Kirk by the throat and forces him back up to a standing position, pulling him upwards before PLANTING him with authority with a HUGE spinebuster! And he landed right next to one of the weapons in the ring, a steel toolbox! If Cy had hit that spinebuster a few inches to the right, I think Kirk’s spine may have been broken beyond repair!
Stew-O: Cy’s eyes immediately lock onto that toolbox, likely recalling the events of last year’s Doomsday Chamber of Blood match where he faced off against the chairman, Methuselah Elevation, and already we can see the ideas running through his head at the speed of light!
Flannery McCoy: Cy takes a moment to shake off the damage that Kirk has already dealt to him before reaching into the toolbox and taking out a wrench! It looks like he’s aiming to bash Kirk’s skull in and really force that blood to come spewing out!
Jake Mercer: BUT BEFORE CY COULD EVEN THINK ABOUT DOING ANYTHING LIKE THAT, KIRK REDWOOD SPRINGS TO ACTION, SNATCHING THE ANKLES OF CY HENDERSON AND SWEEPING HIM OFF HIS FEET TO COME CRASHING DOWN ONTO THE CANVAS!
Stew-O: Cy Henderson has been disrespecting Kirk Redwood the entire month, but he should know in his heart of hearts that it’ll take a lot more than that to really put down the ever resilient Kirk Redwood for more than just a couple of seconds!
Flannery McCoy: Kirk pries that wrench out of Cy’s hands before tossing it out of harm’s way before latching on a side headlock, compressing the head of Cy Henderson as tightly as he can before he starts peppering the forehead of the Force of Nature with closed-fist punches!
Jake Mercer: Kirk grabs the toolbox itself and it looks like he’s about to try to slam it against Cy’s head, but Cy reaches out with his left hand and blocks the toolbox, grabbing the handle with just as tight a grip as Kirk Redwood!
Stew-O: Both of them are struggling to pry it away from each other, with Kirk trying to keep the headlock applied at the same time and Cy struggling to get better leverage while the headlock is still locked in!
Flannery McCoy: The struggle gives enough time for Cy to start pushing up with his legs, though, forcing himself into a standing position before he rushes forward – forcing Kirk to do the same in order to keep the headlock applied – and leading to both of them crashing into the ropes hard enough for the steel cage to damage both of them!
Jake Mercer: Cy staggers away, finally having been freed from that headlock, but he needs a moment to breathe as he stumbles back into the corner! Meanwhile, Kirk clutches at his head, having taken the worst damage from getting crashed into that cage, and using the ropes as leverage to stay standing!
Stew-O: Still, neither one of the two men have started bleeding quite yet! Cy Henderson grits his teeth, glowering at the reeling Kirk Redwood before rushing over to him and firing off an elbow smash at his rib cage! Kirk Redwood gets hit HARD and staggers back, with Cy following up with another elbow!
Flannery McCoy: Cy takes two steps back BEFORE ATTEMPTING THE CYCLONE LARIAT, SPINNING THROUGH FOR THAT SIGNATURE DISCUS LARIAT– BUT KIRK REDWOOD HAD IT SCOUTED AND MANAGED TO EVADE IT BEFORE IT COULD CONNECT!
Jake Mercer: He slipped right underneath that arm of Cy and got behind him, applying a rear waist lock as he aims to drop the Force of Nature with a German suplex… but Cy is able to break the grip with two back elbows fired off in rapid succession, once again at the same spot on the rib cage that he just targeted before the Cyclone Lariat attempt!
Stew-O: That’s enough for Kirk to release the waist lock and stagger back; even the resilient Dog of War has to be feeling that, and it looks like Cy aims to capitalize on that damage as he takes aim and attempts YET ANOTHER BIG MOVE, LITERALLY, GOING FOR THE BIG BOOT TO POSSIBLY BUST KIRK OPEN!
Flannery McCoy: But once again, Kirk demonstrates superb evasive maneuvering as he ducks and gets behind Cy, this time connecting with a half and half suplex after executing it far faster than the attempted German suplex from earlier, not even giving Cy a second to try to reverse it!
Jake Mercer: Cy Henderson lands hard and Kirk WOULD have an opening to go for a pin… if only Cy Henderson was busted open! The Force of Nature’s skin remains strong, and the rules are the rules!
Stew-O: That exact thought seems to be going through Kirk Redwood’s head as he glares towards the tool box and grabs it, hoisting it over his head as he aims to launch it right at the forehead of the Force of Nature– BUT NO, CY MANAGES TO PREVENT IT AS HE KICKS OUT THE KNEE OF KIRK, BRINGING THE DOG OF WAR DOWN TO A KNEELING POSITION AND FORCING HIM TO DROP THAT TOOL BOX!
Flannery McCoy: It drops right next to Cyclone, though, and he doesn’t hesitate to grab it and IMMEDIATELY try smashing it against the side of Kirk’s head! Thankfully for the Dog of War, he manages to get his arm up to block the attack, but Cy still connects with Kirk’s arm with enough force to pretty much force Kirk into a side roll to be able to withstand the pressure!
Jake Mercer: As Kirk rolls, Cy himself pops back up to a standing position as quickly as he can before rushing forward and connecting with a shoulder block to Kirk! The Dog of War doesn’t go down, but that move does send him stumbling back into the ropes, which Kirk then rebounds off of as he staggers towards Cy!
Stew-O: Kirk ducks underneath an attempted clothesline by Cy before turning around and firing off a haymaker of his own to try to topple the Force of Nature, but this time Cy ducks underneath the attempt and uses that positioning to set up for– URANAGE! THE URANAGE SLAM CONNECTS AND KIRK COMES CRASHING DOWN ONTO THE CANVAS!
Flannery McCoy: Kirk is down, and Cy is on him like a rabid dog looking to extract blood as he fires off 12-6 elbows! The stubborn skin of Kirk isn’t breaking, and with gritted teeth, the Force of Nature looks to turn up the pressure as he drags Kirk by the arm towards the razor wire lining the cage wall!
Jake Mercer: That’s the real danger here, it doesn’t matter how tough a man you are, razor wire doesn’t take that into account when it tears into you! Cy yanks Kirk back up to a standing position but before he can bash the head of the Dog of War into the cage wall, Kirk raises his boot up and pushes it against the wall to prevent his head from slamming into it!
Stew-O: Kirk getting some revenge by firing off some elbows to the ribs of Cy, and turnabout is fair play in that respect! And now Kirk tries pressing Cy’s face against the razor wire, looking to get the advantage in this match, but now Cy is the one desperately holding on for dear life as he pushes against the safer parts of the cage wall with his hands to keep his head away!
Flannery McCoy: Cy is just barely able to create enough leverage to perform a standing switch, getting behind Kirk as quickly as he can before– OH! SNAP DRAGON SUPLEX CONNECTS, BRINGING KIRK CRASHING DOWN AND ROLLING THROUGH TO BE FLATTENED IN A PRONE POSITION!
Jake Mercer: And right next to the prone Kirk Redwood is a classic steel chair! Cy has malicious intent as he reaches for the chair to hoist it up into the air and bring it down HARD across the back of Kirk Redwood! That chairshot echoed in the arena, causing Kirk to roll away in pain!
Stew-O: Cy raises the chair to hit the Dog of War once more, but Kirk manages to kick his knee out and bring him to a kneeling position! That didn’t cause Cy to drop the chair, though, but the brief moment of time it opened up was enough for Kirk… TO SPIT RIGHT IN THE FACE OF THE FORCE OF NATURE!
Flannery McCoy: THE DISRESPECT ON DISPLAY HERE IS INSANE! That not only causes Cy to drop the chair, but it temporarily blinds him as well as he tries to clear the saliva from his eyes, and that’s just the opening that Kirk needs as he makes use of one of the nearby weapons himself… a chain!
Jake Mercer: Just to keep Cy on the backfoot, Kirk arches his arm back before WHIPPING Cy with that chain across the jaw, causing the Force of Nature to fall back before attempting to stagger back up to a standing position!
Stew-O: But Kirk wasn’t looking to take his foot off the pedal here, as he quickly used that time to wrap the chain around his fist, and now he’s looking to REALLY break Cy’s face open as he fires off a chain-wrapped strike!
Flannery McCoy: CY BLOCKS IT WITH HIS FOREARM! But DAMN, you can tell by the look on Cy’s face that even blocking that shot really hurt! Kirk goes for another, but Cy crouches down and hoists Kirk Redwood up and around with Kirk’s own momentum before PLANTING him with a vicious spinebuster that shakes the ring even with the chamber cage!
Jake Mercer: Kirk STILL tries fighting back, but from the front mount position that Cy gets back to, he has far more leverage as he starts prying the chain off of Kirk’s hand aggressively before he has it in his own hands!
Stew-O: He’s not going for any chain-wrapped shots of his own, though, no! He’s looking to take Kirk out entirely so he can get the blood drawn with ease… HE’S CHOKING KIRK OUT WITH THE CHAIN! With both ends of the chain gripped in both of his hands, Cy is pressing the chain across the throat of Kirk Redwood and is looking to make him pass out!
Flannery McCoy: Kirk passing out without bleeding isn’t going to matter as far as a result, but I don’t think Cy cares! If Kirk passes out first and then Cy busts him open while he’s unconscious, that means he’ll still be unconscious after he starts bleeding and Cy would still have the match won!
Jake Mercer: Not the most orthodox approach, but hey, in a match called the Doomsday Chamber of Blood, who really cares about orthodox? Kirk tries pushing back against the chain with both of his hands, but from that position with poor leverage, he’s barely able to get any force applied upwards!
Stew-O: I think he’s starting to fade, it’s definitely not looking good for the Dog of War! Cy even looks to INCREASE the pressure as he leans forward, raising the lower half of his body to improve his own leverage and force being applied downwards onto the throat of Kirk Red–
Flannery McCoy: OH MY GOD! LOW BLOW! CY STARTED LEANING TOO FAR FORWARD INTO THE CHOKE, LIFTING HIS LOWER HALF AS HE DID AND LEAVING IT OPEN TO KIRK LAUNCHING HIS KNEE UP AND CONNECTING WITH THE LOW BLOW!
Jake Mercer: I don’t think this can be classified as a wrestling match anymore… chains, toolboxes, and low blows, this has become an all out WAR where nothing could be considered dirty! Cy rolls off of Kirk as he curls into fetal position due to the pain of the low blow, while Kirk Redwood starts coughing up a storm as soon as the pressure from the chain pressed against his throat gets released!
Stew-O: Neither one of them is in good shape at all, but that’s what a Doomsday Chamber of Blood match will do to you! Both men start crawling as they summon the power they still have left to use to be able to get to the ropes and use them as leverage to get back to a standing position!
Flannery McCoy: Cy Henderson manages to get back to his feet first as Kirk spends some more time on his hands and knees… even just those few moments may be all it takes as Cy Henderson starts staggering towards where Kirk is trying to get up, and you can see in his eyes that he’s looking to annihilate Kirk Redwood entirely! He reaches down and grabs another one of the weapons, a mirror that I think he intends to smash across the face of Kirk to shatter and draw blood from the shards!
Jake Mercer: Cy approaches– OH MY GOD! THAT’S WHAT KIRK WAS DOING! KIRK SNATCHED UP THE WRENCH THAT FELL TO THE CANVAS EARLIER AND JUST HURLED IT POINT BLANK AT CY HENDERSON!
Stew-O: IT CONNECTS WITH THE FOREHEAD OF CY HENDERSON, CAUSING HIM TO FALL OVER LIKE HE JUST GOT SHOT BY A SHOTGUN! AND THE MIRROR ENDED UP SHATTERING UPON IMPACT WITH THE CANVAS AS IT FELL! THE REFEREE LOOKS TO CHECK ON CY HENDERSON AS THE VIDEO CAMERAS ZOOM IN…
Flannery McCoy: BLOOD! THERE’S BLOOD! CY HENDERSON HAS BEEN BUSTED OPEN AND, AS A RESULT, CAN BE PINNED OR SUBMITTED FOR THIS MATCH GOING FORWARD!
Jake Mercer: Masterful work by Kirk Redwood there, and now he’s allowed to try pinning the dominant legend! The same sentiment doesn’t go the other way around, though, because Kirk has not started bleeding quite yet! That shot with the wrench was enough to knock Cy off his feet and back down to the canvas where the blood splattered, and Kirk doesn’t waste his time trying to do anything else as he forces his body to harness adrenaline and scramble over to where the Force of Nature is laid out for a pin attempt!
ONEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Stew-O: NO! CY SOMEHOW MANAGED TO KICK OUT OF THE MANEUVER AND STAY IN THE GAME! I DON’T KNOW HOW HE’S STILL IN THIS AFTER THAT WRENCH SHOT THAT WOULD’VE KNOCKED ANYONE ELSE OUT!
Flannery McCoy: CY HENDERSON IS NO ORDINARY MAN! THAT MAN HAS BEEN A TITAN SINCE DAY ONE AND HE’S SHOWING HE STILL HAS WHAT IT TAKES TO LIVE UP TO HIS REPUTATION!
Jake Mercer: That kickout only seems to have pissed Kirk Redwood off, though, who staggers back up to his own feet and starts measuring Cy Henderson up for something big…! This doesn’t look good for the Force of Nature, no matter how much he’s shown he can handle!
Stew-O: Slowly but surely, Cyclone is able to come to and groggily gets to his hands and knees as he tries to push himself up into a kneeling position… KIRK REDWOOD DOESN’T WAIT AS HE BREAKS INTO A SPRINT, SPEEDING TOWARDS THE BACK OF CY HENDERSON’S HEAD AS HE ATTEMPTS THE BLITZKRIEG BOP!!
Flannery McCoy: LOOK! CY HENDERSON JUST SAW WHAT KIRK WAS ATTEMPTING THROUGH ONE OF THE SHATTERED REMAINS OF THE MIRROR! CY DUCKS, CAUSING KIRK’S BLITZKRIEG BOP TO GO OVER CY’S HEAD!
Jake Mercer: KIRK REDWOOD TRIES REGAINING HIS BALANCE AS HE STUMBLES AFTER TRIPPING OVER THE DUCKING CY HENDERSON! HE COULDN’T HAVE REALIZED THAT THE ATTEMPTED BLITZKRIEG BOP WOULD TURN OUT LIKE THAT!
Stew-O: BUT CY MANAGED TO USE THAT MIRROR AS A WEAPON IN A WAY HE DIDN’T EVEN THINK ABOUT UNTIL THE MOMENT CAME!
Flannery McCoy: Cy Henderson quickly staggers back up and rushes forward to rush towards the back of Kirk Redwood before connecting with a shoulder block! That shoulder block thrusts Kirk Redwood forward before causing him to bounce right off the steel cage!
Jake Mercer: Kirk stumbles back after connecting with the steel cage and turns around– RIGHT INTO CY HENDERSON’S ATTACK! CY HAD A SHARD OF THE BROKEN MIRROR IN HIS HAND AND SLASHED IT ACROSS THE FOREHEAD OF KIRK REDWOOD! THERE’S NO DOUBT ABOUT IT…!
Stew-O: BLOOD HAS BEEN DRAWN FROM THE DOG OF WAR AS WELL! THE PERFECT STORM OF EVENTS BY CY HENDERSON HAS BROUGHT THIS TO AN EVEN GAME WHERE EITHER ELITIST CAN GET PINNED OR SUBMITTED BY THE OTHER! NO MORE HOLDS BARRED!
Flannery McCoy: BUT CY HENDERSON ISN’T DONE YET! KIRK IS REELING AFTER THAT SLASHING ATTACK, BUT HE DOESN’T EVEN GET A SECOND TO RECUPERATE AS HE GETS HOISTED UP INTO THE AIR BY CY HENDERSON…
Jake Mercer: PHANTOM DEATH! PHANTOM DEATH CONNECTS! THE SIGNATURE MICHINOKU DRIVER OF CY HENDERSON DROPPED KIRK REDWOOD RIGHT INTO THE BROKEN SHARDS OF THE MIRROR STREWN ACROSS THE CANVAS!
Stew-O: THAT HAS TO BE IT! CY HENDERSON HOOKS BOTH OF KIRK’S LEGS AND HOOKS THEM AS TIGHTLY AS HE CAN, WHILE THE REFEREE SLIDES IN TO COUNT THE PIN!
ONEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Flannery McCoy: WHAT THE HELL?! SOMEHOW, SOME WAY, KIRK REDWOOD MANAGED TO KICK OUT OF EVEN THAT! Even the unshakeable Cy Henderson is starting to get perplexed at the man he’s in the ring with!
Jake Mercer: One could even go as far as to say that Kirk Redwood is proving to be… say it with me… UNKILLABLE!
Stew-O: But Cy Henderson is setting out to KILL the unkillable, even if it means taking himself down with him! The ruthless Force of Nature goes from perplexed to apoplectic as he immediately changes gears and forcefully turns Kirk Redwood over onto his midsection before crawling over and grabbing his leg… UH OH!
Flannery McCoy: KIRK REDWOOD REALIZES, BUT REALIZES TOO LATE! CY HENDERSON IS APPLYING THE VOID LOCK! THE DREADED FINISHING STF SUBMISSION HOLD IS LOCKED IN AS CY HENDERSON STARTS WRENCHING THE LIFE OUT OF KIRK REDWOOD WITH ALL THE FORCE HE’S ABLE TO MUSTER!
Jake Mercer: KIRK HAS NOWHERE TO GO! IT’S THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! I THINK THIS MIGHT BE CURTAINS FOR THE DOG OF WAR! HE GAVE IT EVERYTHING HE HAD AND PUSHED THE DOMINANT CYCLONE TO HIS LIMIT, BUT I DON’T SEE ANY WAY FOR THIS TO BE RESOLVED!
Stew-O: THE REFEREE IS WATCHING INTENTLY AS HE ASKS IF KIRK WANTS TO GIVE UP, BUT KIRK IS REFUSING THE CALL! THE DOG OF WAR IS STRUGGLING AND FLAILING TO HIS FINAL MOMENT IN THIS MATCH!
Flannery McCoy: But I think it may be it… he’s raising his hand and I think even Kirk Redwood is going to be forced to tap out to the Void Lock!
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Cy Henderson: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!
Jake Mercer: OH MY GOD!
Stew-O: KIRK TAPPED THE CANVAS ONCE… TO GRAB ONE OF THE MIRROR SHARDS! HE JUST STABBED CY HENDERSON’S ARM WITH THE MIRROR SHARD! CY IS TRYING TO HANG ON, BUT KIRK IS FIGHTING FOR HIS LIFE HERE AS HE STABS THE ARM AGAIN… AND ONCE MORE, WHICH CAUSES CY TO LET IT GO!
Flannery McCoy: CHAMBER OF BLOOD IS RIGHT, BECAUSE CY’S ARM IS SPURTING BLOOD ALL OVER! THE BLOOD OF CY HENDERSON AND KIRK REDWOOD IS MIXING ON THE CANVAS AS THESE TWO GLADIATORS RISK LIFE AND LIMB FOR VICTORY TONIGHT!
Jake Mercer: CY HENDERSON CLUTCHES HIS ARM IN IMMENSE PAIN AS HE’S BROUGHT TO A GROANING MESS FROM THE STABBINGS, ALL WHILE KIRK REDWOOD SLOWLY TURNS OVER AS HE’S WRITHING IN PAIN HIMSELF!
Stew-O: BUT KIRK REDWOOD IS ULTIMATELY THE FIRST TO MAKE IT BACK TO HIS FEET… I DON’T THINK EVEN HE HAS BARELY ANYTHING LEFT IN HIM! WHATEVER HE DOES, HE’S GOING TO NEED TO MAKE IT COUNT!
Flannery McCoy: Kirk Redwood measures Cy Henderson up and takes aim, his eyes flitting from the Force of Nature to the nearby cageside before–
Jake Mercer: HE RUSHES OVER AND LEAPS, SPRINGBOARDING OFF THE ROPES AS HE FIRES HIMSELF LIKE A MISSILE TOWARDS THE FORCE OF NATURE!
Stew-O: .50 CAL PUNCH, JUST LIKE HE WARNED–
Flannery McCoy: OH MY GOD!
Jake Mercer: CALAMITY! CALAMITY CONNECTS IN MID-AIR! THE FINISHING GORE OF CY HENDERSON JUST CUT KIRK REDWOOD IN HALF IN THE AIR BEFORE KIRK COULD CONNECT WITH THE .50 CAL PUNCH!
Stew-O: AND THE BACK OF KIRK’S HEAD LANDS RIGHT ON THE STEEL CHAIR THAT CY HAD DROPPED EARLIER IN THE MATCH!
Flannery McCoy: THAT HAS TO BE IT! CY COLLAPSES ON TOP OF KIRK REDWOOD AS THE REFEREE SLIDES IN FOR THE COUNT!
ONEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
(POV by Clipse ft Tyler the Creator began blaring through the speakers once more to a groundshaking reaction… but Cy himself doesn’t react as he remains collapsed on top of Kirk Redwood, completely and entirely spent after the brunt of that gruesome match.)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… THE FORCE OF NATURE, CYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENDERSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!
Stew-O: WHAT A TREMENDOUS BOUT THAT WAS!
Flannery McCoy: Every insecurity and every bit of hatred that these two warriors shared was unleashed in that hellish match, where EVERYTHING was put to the test!
Jake Mercer: Without a doubt, that was a WAR where both men left everything in the ring, but after a whole lot of blood, glass, and agony, Cy Henderson managed to wi– no, SURVIVE the Doomsday Chamber of Blood against Kirk Redwood!
Stew-O: Kirk Redwood truly gave it everything he had, and even as we speak, I don’t think Cy – nor Kirk himself – has any capacity to move! The cage is being lifted as medics rush over to the ring to check on both wrestlers, but at the end of the day, Cy Henderson managed to give that one final percent to pass the finish line!
Flannery McCoy: Congratulations to the Force of Nature!
(The video feed lingers as the cage rises from the ground, leaving Cy and Kirk to be checked up on by the medics before the feed fades to black.)
(A commercial plays for the 30th anniversary of Resident Evil.)
(The next matchcard of the night is shown.)
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(The camera cuts to outside the arena and back to the beach section, where a ring is present. Stephie Love is in the center of it.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest as selected by you is a BEACH BRAWL match, and it is to determine the next number one contender to the EAW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
(‘Apostle’s Warning’ by Mobb Deep blares out. Michael Machina walks down the shortened ramp, a towel draped over his head and rolling his wrists. He is ready to go.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, from Brooklyn, New York! He is the ‘New Legend’, MIIIIIICHAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEL MAAAAACHIIIIIIINAAAAAAAA!!!
Stew-O: Michael Machina, the former World Heavyweight Champion, is looking to get an immediate rematch against Drake King by winning tonight! He’s made it known he never liked how everything unfolded, and he’s intent on beating a man who he believes is unfit to be world champion, especially with the god complex that has heightened.
Jake Mercer: Well, he looks ready to go, so who knows? He might be able to book his ticket as next in line to challenge for the title—even if Drake ends up losing to King Sulyvahn IV tonight.
Flannery McCoy: And we all remember how last year Michael was able to win the title three months after losing the EAW World Championship to Adam Lucas at Pain for Pride 18. If there’s anyone who can go back-to-back in quick snapbacks, it’s him.
(‘Mirtazapine’ by Hayley Williams plays. Brianna Hill walks out, remaining calm in spite of what this match symbolizes for her.)
Stephie Love: Next, from Cancun, Mexico, she is the ‘Butterfly Queen’… BRIIIIIAAAAANNNAAAAAAAA HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILL!!!
Stew-O: Brianna Hill is ready to make an immediate impact on Dynasty! She inserted herself between BRAE and Michael after overhearing both men arguing about who should be next, and she answered them by saying it should be her!
Jake Mercer: Brianna isn’t some fresh-faced rookie anymore; she’s seasoned in the EAW game and she’s ready to make some serious moves. She’s been able to elevate herself with each passing year. Now, season 20 could be the one to see her capitalize on all of her achievements and spread her wings to reach the top of the competition here!
(After her theme fades, ‘Clash of the Gods’ plays. BRAE comes storming out, energized and ready to go.)
Stephie Love: And lastly, residing in Bray County, Wicklow, Ireland, he is “SON”, BRAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEE!!!
Stew-O: The final participant, BRAE has been hailed as someone who can be a world champion very, very soon! Tonight could very much bring him one step closer to achieving that destiny and seizing the throne for himself!
Jake Mercer: All three can really hold domain over Dynasty. It’s going to be exciting to see who ultimately wants it more than the others.
Flannery McCoy: At least we won’t have to wait much longer! They’re in the ring, ready to go, and the referee is about to start the action!
(DING DING DING!)
Stew-O: The bell rings, and the fans are electric here! This triple-threat Beach Brawl has the ultimate stake attached to it, with the winner becoming the number one contender for the EAW World Heavyweight Championship! BRAE, Michael Machina and Brianna Hill are all ready to go, and one of them just so happens to be eager to set the tempo early on as MICHAEL RUSHES BOTH OF THEM, SEEKING FOR A DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE!
Crowd: :damn: !!!
Jake Mercer: WHOA! BOTH BRAE and Brianna were able to narrowly avoid those tree trunk-like arms of his from sending them spiraling into the canvas, and they come back from the ropes, delivering stereo gut kicks to the former EAW World Heavyweight Champion! We know Big Mike has been eager about wanting to face off against Drake King again, but that desire just might end up biting him on the ass if he isn’t careful–BUT THEY’RE NOT EVEN WORKING TOGETHER!? Brianna just decked BRAE in the face with a forearm shot! He staggers back! Now, Hill is looking to latch onto Machina, seeing if she can make the odds more favorable since she is, comparably, the smallest Elitist in this match! Not sure how smart this is considering a bit of teamwork can work…
Flannery McCoy: It could, but things have gotten quite explosive between all three in the lead up to this very show that it doesn’t come as any surprise. It’s every Elitist for themself anyhow; any partial neutrality was bound to be thrown out, and Brianna looks to push Michael up to the ropes—but right behind is BRAE! He’s back in, firing with a forearm of his own to her spine! He snatches her in and lifts her up for a suplex! Beautifully-executed snap, but he can’t even get a cover before Michael whirls him around! He goes for a jab!
Stew-O: Swing and a miss! Another punch is thrown, but BRAE is able to avoid that one, too! Michael shoots in with an uppercut—and BRAE is able to latch on to the wrist! Arm drag snaps him down! Michael pops back up, ONLY FOR BRAE TO BARREL IN WITH A RUNNING UPPERCUT!
Jake Mercer: WHOA! Swift evasion by Michael, who pops up, looking for an elbow drop! NOTHING BUT CANVAS is hit! Just reversal after reversal, and BRAE shoots up before rolling forward, capturing him with an improvised magistral cradle! Quick thinking that only the greatest rival to the New Legend can come up with! Shoulders are down on the mat!
(ONEEEEEEEEEEEE—)
Stew-O: But just as quickly as it is executed, it is just as quickly broken up thanks to Brianna Hill, who comes in with a harsh stomp. She yanks BRAE off, whipping him into the corner. BRAE hops off of the bottom rope and spins, looking to pivot, BUT GETS A STEP-UP KNEE FOR HIS TROUBLES! Wow! Brianna was just a step faster there. Michael is up again, and Brianna hooks her arm around BRAE’s head, running forward! CLOTHESLINE AND BULLDOG COMBINATION! SHE WIPES OUT BOTH MEN!
Jake Mercer: :notbad: Well, she made it a point that she wasn’t going to be a third wheel. She’s had enough of other people overshadowing her, even when she was part of a collective that was meant to elevate her, and now that she’s on Dynasty, she just might be on the verge of making an immediate impact at the expense of a future Hall of Famer and someone who so many of the fans herald as next in line for the world title throne! Still, with her being an Extreme Enigma Memorial winner, former Specialists Champion and runner-up for this past Empress of Elite, anyone who thinks the Butterfly Queen is an underdog here hasn’t been paying attention at all to her body of work!
Flannery McCoy: Three different in-ring accomplishments for three of the four years she’s been competing in EAW. That’s the sort of consistency that no one should sneeze at, and right now, Brianna is looking to keep the consistency up as she climbs to the top rope. Seems like she’s going for a major move already in the early goings on this contest. No wasted movement whatsoever!
Stew-O: You would be correct. Brianna has been steadily creeping towards the higher pecking order of the competition here, and she knows how talent like Michael and BRAE operate. She knows better than to allow them much rest–but it seems like Michael, stubborn as ever, is refusing to truly stay down! He shakes his head, and Brianna stops, spotting this. She adjusts herself, and it seems like he may not be aware that she’s at the top!
Jake Mercer: He isn’t! Brianna takes off, SNIPING HIM IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH A DROPKICK! HUGE move to take him out! She gets back up—WAIT! BRAE! HE’S UP AGAIN, AND HE PULLS HER AWAY! HE TOSSES HER OUT OF THE RING, AND SHE LANDS UNGRACEFULLY ONTO THE SAND!
Flannery McCoy: Well, this is a new side to him! He goes for the pin on Michael!
(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE—)
Stew-O: Only a one-count, but who knew BRAE would be the type to do that? I suppose he was annoyed at the fact Brianna broke up his pin earlier.
Jake Mercer: Ya think so? Eh. Would kinda go against his whole “I-don’t-care-as-long-as-it’s-a-good-fight” vibe, but then again, lingering sentiments about Pain for Pride have made him just that extra bit serious heading into this season. Given what the winner is able to earn too, he isn’t going to be holding anything back.
Flannery McCoy: He wants to be world champion; he said in his promo that he feels like this is going to be the season for him to finally accomplish that goal, and if it means he has to knock down two others in order to get a step closer to that, then he’s going to do so! BRAE takes Michael up and pulls him in, looking to raise him with a suplex… but, Michael isn’t budging! BRAE attempts the lift again, only this time, Michael drops to a knee and SLAMS his fist into his abdomen, forcing him to let go! That was a hard shot, too! BRAE goes staggering into the middle ropes—OH! WHAT WAS THAT?!
Jake Mercer: SAND IN THE EYES, COURTESY OF BRIANNA HILL! BRAE IS FLAILING AROUND LIKE A FISH, AND MICHAEL LOOKS AROUND IN CONFUSION BEFORE HE SEES THE CULPRIT FOR HIMSELF! Yet, Brianna reaches in and drags BRAE out, pushing him into the barricade! The fans cringe at the impact! His lower spine might be toast!
Flannery McCoy: Brianna really is making herself well-known just as promised, and of course, there are no disqualifications and count-outs in a Beach Brawl, so I wouldn’t be surprised if this match takes a nasty turn for the worse. :lupe: BRAE still appears to be blinded by the sand, and Brianna is looking to take advantage of the hampered eyesight as she backs up, gaining some distance…. Now, she charges in, and lifts up her boot—!!
Stew-O: SHE GOES TUMBLING OVER THE BARRICADE! BRAE LIFTED HER UP! THE FANS IN THE FRONT ROW SCRAMBLE AWAY!
(CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASHHH!!!!!!)
Jake Mercer: :damn: !! Well, that ended up backfiring on her! WOW! And here we thought that it was going to be BRAE who got cooked! Guess he was able to sense her coming his way after all!
Stew-O: That, he did. He opens up his eyes but you can see how red they are from irritation. Still, he blinks away the pain and is able to take a bottle of what I believe to be coconut water from a fan! He washes out his eyes with it!
Jake Mercer: :yikes: I dunno, wouldn’t that have all of their spit and germs? He could’ve gone to the sea!
Flannery McCoy: Are you forgetting the sea is salt water? You want him to use that when his eyes are already hurting?
Jake Mercer: Don’t hospitals use salty water?
Flannery McCoy: Saline; that’s formulated specifically so—you know what? What are we even doing with this? Let’s just go back to the match, and especially when Michael Machina has stepped out, yanking the bottle and CRACKING it onto his forehead! BRAE staggers down! :damn:
Stew-O: And that same bottle that was supposed to help ended up being used as a weapon against BRAE. The former Interwire Champion is back to hurting while Machina is looking to gather some serious steam. Pulling him up onto his shoulders, his eyes are set on the steel post! Danger is imminent as Michael runs forward!
(CRACK!)
Jake Mercer: DAMN! BRAE’s entire headtop gets smacked into it! He goes into a slump! However, Michael doesn’t let go of him, not just yet! He stalks towards the apron and TOSSES HIM UP INTO THE AIR! BRAE CRASHES HARD ON HIS FACE TO THAT HARD AREA!! HE—HE MIGHT BE OUT!
Flannery McCoy: Definitely a worrying predicament already in this contest! Michael just weakened him in a huge way! May not be long for him to end this match—OR NOT! BRIANNA JUST FLEW FROM THE BARRICADE TO CATCH HIM WITH A FLYING CROSSBODY!
Stew-O: NO! NO! HE CAUGHT HER! The fans look on in shock, and Brianna is just as stunned! She’s wiggling, squirming, doing whatever she can to escape, but Michael has her completely and SLAMS HER DOWN ONTO THE APRON AS WELL! BRIANNA CRUMPLES WITH AN AGONIZING YELL FOR ALL OF JAMAICA TO HEAR!
Jake Mercer: Well, Michael isn’t fucking around, that’s for sure! This brawl is becoming a nasty one! The referee slides out as Michael makes the pin on Brianna!
(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(TWOOOOOOOO–)
Stew-O: She’s able to lift the shoulder at two; however, she’s still in a compromising position. It’s clear that body slam has taken an immense toll on her, and Michael is, frankly, the least harmed competitor in this match. The two-time world champion is making his dominance known, much like he has throughout his career here, and takes her up, eyeing the bar area of the beach!
Jake Mercer: Welp, some good drinks are about to become unfortunate casualties of this war…
Flannery McCoy: Some of the fans by it are scrambling, not wanting for their drinks to become those! Michael is moving with frightening speed, too! He gets to running, and he TOSSES Brianna UP AND OVER THE BAR COUNTER! THE BARTENDER ALMOST GETS WIPED OUT FROM THAT, AND THEY DON’T APPEAR TO BE AMUSED!
Bartender: Aye! Likkle dutty bwoy, ah wah di BUMBOCLAAT wrong with you!? EH????? Ah fling gyal like rockstone at mi fi wah?!
(Michael doesn’t even match his energy, nor does he yell back, and that somehow is more frightening to the bartender. However, Machina spots a glass, presumably containing pina colada, and takes a swift swig of it before answering.)
Michael Machina: With how shitty your drinks taste, it’s a wonder no one else has decided to toss something at your sorry ass.
Bartender: :kurt:
(Michael walks around the counter and SPITS THE DRINK RIGHT AT BRIANNA’S FACE!)
Stew-O: OH! Brianna flails and screams, the alcohol burning her eyes! Michael Machina is at a new level here! I don’t even think I can recall any other time he’s done anything like this to another competitor!
Flannery McCoy: I think it, again, falls back onto the great displeasure all three of them have felt in the wake of Pain for Pride, and just wanting to make an immediate impact as soon as possible as far as the world title scene here on Dynasty is concerned. Brianna wants to remind everyone she never needed anyone’s help; BRAE wants to realize his own destiny and vindicate both himself and the fans who believed for a while he can win the big one; and for Michael, it has less to do with gaining world title number three and what it would mean for him to get back at Drake King, if he is able to retain tonight against King Sulyvahn IV.
Stew-O: We all certainly remember how volatile his issues with Drake and Cy were. The best outcome to him would be for him to emerge as the winner tonight, but of course, he has to ensure he’s able to finish off Brianna, and he’s poised to do that as Hill crawls to the shelves, staggering up to her feet. Michael looks like an animal ready to pounce!
Jake Mercer: The fans are getting antsy! I think they all know what’s about to come! Brianna turns, completely unaware, as Michael SHOOTS IN FOR THE SPEAR!
(CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSHHHHHHH!)
Stew-O: RIGHT INTO THE LIQUOR SHELVING!!
(CRASH!)
(CRASH!)
(CRASH!)
(CLINK!)
(CLANK!)
Jake Mercer: NOOOOOO!! NOT THE BOOZE!!
Flannery McCoy: Oh, shut up! You have your drink with you, anyways!
Stew-O: The more worrying thought is how some of those bottles crashed on Michael! He’s grimacing! His forehead has been busted open, and no doubt the alcohol is burning that and any other open wounds the fragmented glass may have caused!
Jake Mercer: Lord. Brianna limps over to the sink where she runs some water and splashes her face with it as quickly as she can! Now her eyes are irritated, but at least she’s beginning to recover. Meanwhile, Michael is… man, he is wasted—and not the good kind, either. :lupe: That backfired horrifically!
Flannery McCoy: No kidding. Kind of like how BRAE was able to evade Brianna in spite of his eyes being marred. However, Brianna is the one who got out of harm’s way, and she takes a cocktail shaker, LAUNCHING IT RIGHT ONTO THAT FOREHEAD!!
(CLINK!)
Crowd: # BUMBOOOOCLAAAAAAAT!!!
Jake Mercer: DAMN! She threw that like a friggin’ fastball! That cut has been exacerbated, and Michael slumps to his side! The referee manages to finally catch up with the two, and Brianna covers him, trying to be mindful of the broken glass around!
(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO—)
Jake Mercer: Oh! Kick-out at two—if you can even call it that. Brianna purses her lips, but this match carries on all the same. She’s looking around to see if she can figure out something—WAIT! LOOK OUT, LOOK OUT, LOOK OUT!!!!
Flannery McCoy: WHERE DID HE EVEN COME FROM!???
Stew-O: I HAVE NO IDEA, BUT BRAE JUST WIPED BRIANNA HILL OUT WITH A LEAPING RED DEATH FROM THE BAR COUNTER!!!
Crowd: :damn: !!!!
Stew-O: BRIANNA’S JUST CRASHED RIGHT INTO THE WALL! BRAE THREW EVERYTHING HE HAD INTO THAT UNSUSPECTING BLOW, AND WHAT A WAY FOR HIM TO COME BACK IN THIS MATCH! HE SCRAMBLES OVER AND HOOKS THE LEG! CAN THIS END THE MATCH IN HIS FAVOR!?
(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
(THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE—)
Jake Mercer: NO! SHOULDER UP! I don’t even know HOW she was able to do that! That was an X mark the spot, but Brianna was able to free herself out of the pin!
Flannery McCoy: Yeah, but she’s hurting! Meanwhile, BRAE is hurt in his own right, but he’s getting amped up, adrenaline coursing through his veins! He yanks her up, and he drags her across the sand away from the bar area—and away from Michael who remains barely responsive!
Stew-O: BRAE is deliberately gathering more and more distance, too; taking himself and Brianna far along the coastline so that way, if Michael does end up recovering, he may not be able to make it in time to break anything up!
Jake Mercer: They’re now by the waters, where some people are just trying to have a good time watching the sunset! However, they’re not going to know any peace, because BRAE scoops Brianna up and SLAMS HER DOWN ONTO A SANDCASTLE!!!
Flannery McCoy: That… was an expertly-made one, too. :lupe:
(A sand artist has their hands on their hips, foot tapping angrily against the sand floor. BRAE spots their sharp glare landing on him. He offers a small, albeit sheepish, grin.)
BRAE: Was a lovely structure. At least it had its use.
(The artist curses and mumbles some bloodclaat underneath their breath and storms away, upset.)
Jake Mercer: Welp. First it was the bartender, then it was the sand sculptor. This match sure is becoming an inconvenience to those on the outside looking in, but… this is why the fans voted for this match. 🤷 Anyone who thought this match wasn’t going to be chaotic with a stipulation like that hasn’t been paying attention to what has been going on lately.
Flannery McCoy: An unfortunate truth. Nothing but destruction was ever going to happen here between these three, and right now, BRAE is the one who is amping it up. He looks around for a moment before his gaze lands on a beach towel. He snatches it up and goes back to Brianna, who has since slinked down to the greyhound from the ruins of the sandcastle.
Jake Mercer: She might be the Butterfly Queen, but I don’t think that’s a castle she ever wants to reside in–nor does she want to be slain in this matter! BRAE locks her in a crossface, utilizing the towel in the process! :damn: !!
Stew-O: And there is no wasted movement; no hesitation on his part! This seems less to inflict any serious damage though and more so for him to wear her out!
Jake Mercer: Actually, yeah–that is a good observation. It’s still painful, but Brianna is fighting against the towel rather than being actually choked by it. The more energy she puts out into attempting an escape, the less likely she’s gonna have enough of it reserved for later if she has to escape a pin or submission! BRAE is playing 4D chess here!
Flannery McCoy: Oh, but Brianna is pushing the towel away, enough to afford her some leivity—and she rolls forward, the towel slipping underneath! Hold is broken, and Brianna scrambles, looking to try and apply a crossface of her own onto BRAE! However, he’s not allowing her to get it! He shoves her away! Both competitors scramble up to their feet!
Stew-O: Brianna goes for a tackle, but BRAE blocks it. He throws her up, looking for a suplex—but Brianna lands on her feet! She turns, ONLY TO GET FLOORED WITH A FOREARM! BRAE was able to get the better of her there!
Jake Mercer: He sure did. He isn’t wasting time either now that he has the advantage again! He grabs Brianna by the legs and—WAIT! I THINK HE’S GOING FOR IT! YES! HE’S TRAPPING HER WITH ANOTHER SUBMISSION, AND THIS ONE IS A FAMILIAR ONE! INVERTED CLOVERLEAF!
Stew-O: ‘BRIGID END’!! RIGHT ON THE SAND! BRIANNA IS GRITTING HER TEETH AS YOU CAN IMAGINE THE PAIN COURSING THROUGH HER! THE REFEREE IS KEEPING A STEADY GAZE ON HER, LOOKING FOR ANY SIGNS OF HER LOOKING TO QUIT! HOWEVER, DESPITE THE DISCOMFORT, HILL IS SHAKING HER HEAD NO! SHE’S NOT LOOKING TO LET THIS MATCH END ANYTIME SOON!
Jake Mercer: But BRAE is stubborn! He isn’t letting go! If anything, he’s adjusting his positioning, looking to reinforce the submission… AND HE DOES! :damn: !! How is Brianna going to get out of this!?
Flannery McCoy: I don’t know! She’s screaming, but shaking her head furiously! She’s not verbally submitting… yet… her hand is coming up! This might be too much for her after all!
Jake Mercer: Well, would be no shame on her part! At this point, you have to think about the long haul; about preserving your damn career! Pride comes before the fall!
Stew-O: She’s reaching the hand up–!!
(…)
Stew-O: NO! SHE’S REACHING BACK! SHE’S GOTTEN SOMETHING AND SITS UP–
(SLASH!!!)
Jake Mercer: :damn: !!
Flannery McCoy: A SEASHELL! SHE USED THE SHARP EDGE OF IT TO SLICE BRAE ON THE FOREHEAD! HE LETS GO! HE BRINGS HIS FINGERS UP TO CATCH THE BLOOD THAT’S COMING FROM THE GASH!
Stew-O: What a gnarly sight, but it was effective! BRAE is staggering up, whereas Brianna is trying to gain some distance by crawling backwards. BRAE is almost looking light on his feet!
Jake Mercer: Ugh, look at the blood that’s left behind on the seashell too. :yikes: Who knew something pretty could be dangerous? Brianna’s tossing it aside and looks around, taking her focus to a tree that’s nearby and snaps off one of the branches!
Flannery McCoy: Another weapon in her grasp! She has been creative in that department, and she heads back over to BRAE with it. She raises it!
(SNAP!)
Flannery McCoy: OH! IT CRACKS RIGHT OVER HIS BACK! BRAE GRIMACES AS HE SINKS COMPLETELY ONTO HIS STOMACH! A WELT IS BEGINNING TO FORM HIS SKIN!
Stew-O: Brianna tosses the broken pieces of wood aside, backing up as BRAE is trying to get back up. Yet, he’s only able to get to his knees—AND THAT IS MORE THAN ENOUGH FOR HILL! SHE SHOOTS IN, CLIPPING HIM WITH THE RUNNING ENZUIGIRI! ‘BREAKTHROUGH’ HAS BEEN ABLE TO CONNECT!
Jake Mercer: BRAE TUMBLES ALL THE WAY BACKWARDS! HE’S ON HIS KNEES AGAIN, IF ONLY BECAUSE OF THE IMPACT, AND BRIANNA PUTS HER FOOT ON THE GAS ONE LAST TIME! ‘HITS DIFFERENT’!!
Flannery McCoy: BACK TO BACK MOVES CONNECT! BRIANNA HILL DROPS DOWN FOR THE COVER!
(ONNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(TWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
(THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE…..!)
Stew-O: SHOULDER UP! BRAE IS ABLE TO STILL BE PRESENT FOR THIS MATCH, AND BRIANNA LOOKS ALMOST SHOCKED! CAN’T BLAME HER FOR SUCH A REACTION, BECAUSE WITH NO WASTED MOVEMENT ON HER PART, ONE COULD’VE SWORN THIS MATCH WOULD BE OVER!
Jake Mercer: No kidding! But that goes to show the insane amount of resilience and fortitude BRAE possesses! It…. just may not be an infinite supply because he remains hurt!
Flannery McCoy: He is! Brianna is frustrated but she can see for herself she still has the best chance possible of winning this match! She takes hold of BRAE, leading him up to his feet..!
(Then, those within the surrounding area begin to scream.)
Stew-O: …? Look, right over there!
(Someone is sprinting at full speed at BRAE and Brianna Hill.)
Jake Mercer: HOLY SHIT! DON’T TELL ME, THAT’S—
(CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!)
Flannery McCoy: MICHAEL MACHINA, AND HE JUST BLITZED DOWN BOTH BRIANNA HILL AND BRAE WITH THE ‘BULLET FROM HELL’!!! HE’S BACK IN THIS THING!!
(All three Elitists are sprawled out across the sand, hurt, battered, exhausted and bleeding.)
Stew-O: What a horrific collision that was! Machina came in with all of the speed and force imaginable to take down both Elitists at the same time, yet he’s injured in his own right! He’s unable to capitalize!
Jake Mercer: No, hang on! He’s crawling! He’s going towards Brianna first, too! Hook of the leg!
(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
(THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(…)
(…)
(…)
Stew-O: KICK OUT, BUT BARELY ENOUGH TO HAVE BEEN ON TIME! ONE MILLISECOND SOONER, AND THIS WOULD BE OVER!
Jake Mercer: :damn:
Flannery McCoy: He couldn’t win by pinning her, but he’s turning his attention over to BRAE who has the most damage at this point! He crawls over and hooks his leg!
(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
(THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(…)
(…)
(…)
Stew-O: BUT HE GETS THE SHOULDER UP! NEITHER OF THEM ARE STAYING DOWN IN SPITE OF THE HELLACIOUS SPEAR THEY TOOK! AND MICHAEL FLOPS DOWN ONTO HIS BACK, ABSOLUTELY STUNNED! WHAT MORE IS IT GOING TO TAKE FOR A WINNER TO EMERGE!
Jake Mercer: Well, we called it, didn’t we? It was always going to be a hard-fought battle. It’s taken its toll on everyone, but it looks like Michael is eager to seal the deal for himself. He’s just trying to figure out who he should focus on considering both BRAE and Brianna Hill have been able to hang on in spite of everything that’s happened to them tonight!
Flannery McCoy: Definitely do-or-die time here, and Michael knows that he has to fight through everything if he wishes to walk away from Reckless Wiring with the win. Time is of the essence!
Stew-O: Machina is unsteady, but his hands are able to find support against a nearby rock. Meanwhile, Brianna looks to be moving; BRAE is still sprawled out, barely conscious. I don’t even know if he’s aware of anything currently happening. The bleeding is getting worse as well!
Jake Mercer: Oof, yeah. Nasty, nasty cut. Michael’s got quite the wound on his face too from when Brianna clunked him with the shaker, but at least he’s looking to trudge on. Speaking of—Brianna is up! She almost collapsed back down but she straightens up, and looks to SHOOT IN! ‘HITS DIFFERENT!’
Stew-O: NO! NO! MICHAEL HAS HER UP ON HIS SHOULDERS AND SPINS, LOOKING TO SLAM HER DOWN WITH THE ‘.50 CAL’ POWERBOMB—!!
Flannery McCoy: BRIANNA REVERSED WITH A HURRICANRANA!!
(CRAAAAAAAAACK!!!)
Jake Mercer: AND MICHAEL’S SPINE HIT THE ROCK!!!
Crowd: :damn:
(Fans look away. Some are audibly heard cursing and shrieking in their native Patois. Michael slumps down to the sand, and his back is absolutely blown.)
Stew-O: AN UNFORTUNATE FATE FOR THE TWO-TIME WORLD CHAMPION, BUT FOR A WOMAN WHO IS SEEKING HER FIRST REIGN AS ONE, BRIANNA HILL TURNED THE TABLES TO FAVOR HER!
Jake Mercer: Well, that’s one way to get something off of your back—BUT BRIANNA MAY NOT HAVE A LUCKY BREAK JUST YET! BRAE IS BACK, HAVING HIT HER WITH A FOREARM! HE STAGGERS HER AGAIN WITH AN UPPERCUT!
Flannery McCoy: WAIT! Brianna fires off with a forearm of her own! BRAE wobbles—
(CRACK!)
Flannery McCoy: —AND SLAMS FORWARD WITH A HEADBUTT!
Stew-O: She collapses! BRAE is on shaky ground but he looks down and realizes she’s laid out! He screams and LEAPS INTO THE AIR! ‘RED DEATH!’
Jake Mercer: HITS NOTHING BUT THE SAND!! HE WOBBLES BACK TO HIS KNEES, AND BRIANNA COMES CHARGING IN, LOOKING FOR A KNEE LIFT—NO! HE SHOOTS UP AND TRAPS HER ARMS! FULL NELSON BACKBREAKER!
Flannery McCoy: GOODNESS! No time is being wasted here! Brianna grimaces, but she doesn’t have a chance to recover! BRAE has her up on his shoulders…!
Stew-O: SHE SNAKES OUT OF IT, AND DRIVES HIM DOWN WITH A BACKSTABBER! AN EYE FOR AN EYE RIGHT THERE! BRAE IS ROLLING AROUND IN AGONY AS HILL LOOKS TO REGAIN HER COMPOSURE! THE FANS HERE AT RINGSIDE ARE GOING CRAZY!
Jake Mercer: She might be promoted to a Monarch Butterfly soon, you guys! Brianna shoots in one last time! ‘HITS DIFFERENT’ CONNECTS—
Flannery McCoy: NO!! BRAE ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY—
Stew-O: BUT RIGHT INTO A MONEY SHOT CLOTHESLINE!!
Crowd: :damn: !!!
Jake Mercer: Even Brianna looks shocked! However, she knows better than to stand still some kind of idiot! She hurries, looking to snipe Michael down—
Flannery McCoy: ‘.50 CAL’ POWERBOMB, RIGHT DOWN ONTO BRAE!!! HE ROLLS AWAY WHILE BRIANNA IS LIFELESS, AND MICHAEL COVERS HER!
(ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!)
(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
(THREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
(DING DING DING!)
(Apostle’s Warning blares out. Michael rolls off as the arena captures the decision on the titantron for the fans in the stadium.)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND THE NEW NUMBER ONE CONTENDER FOR THE EAW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP… MIIIICHAAAAAAEEEEEL MAAAACHIIIIINAAAAAAA!
Stew-O: WHAT A MATCH! MICHAEL MACHINA MAY VERY WELL REPEAT WHAT HE DID AROUND THE SAME TIME LAST YEAR AS HE IS NEXT UP FOR CHALLENGING FOR THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE!
Jake Mercer: God damn! He really wasn’t playing around! That shot made its mark, and while Brianna and BRAE brought the fight as you’d expect out of them, Michael takes the win.
Flannery McCoy: If they keep this up, they could have their own chances earned for the title—but tonight? It’s Michael Machina who sealed the deal. Congratulations to him!
(The final shot shows a pained Michael raising his arm in victory before the shot fades.)
(A commercial plays for Kingdom Hearts 4.)
(Reckless Wiring returns, as the final match graphic is seen flashing across the screen, eliciting a thunderous reaction from the crowd as it does.)
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([SCREENBAR: THE ETERNAL ABOVE – HUDSON VALLEY, NEW YORK])
(The sun is setting on New York, Reckless Wiring is almost to a close… but the crescendo is just about to begin.)
(A long, sleek black vehicle is seen pulling up to the front of The Eternal Above, the church where Drake King, the EAW World Heavyweight Champion, resides. As voted by the people, the main event of the show is to take place in his residence. Something that the man exiting the vehicle is more than willing to undertake.)
King Sulyvahn IV: …
(As long as it’s necessary to save this company.)
(There’s a long, rocky path leading up to the church, with an overgrowth of trees surrounding it. Other than very dim lanterns that light the way, with the sun almost completely set, it’s dark and eerie. That doesn’t stop Sulyvahn, though, as he begins to walk up the path, not looking to waste any time as he heads to the church with a purpose.)
(He looks around; he doesn’t know why; he can’t put reason to it… but he feels like there are eyes that are watching him. Ultimately, it’s not something that leaves him unsettled; in fact, it’s something that he expected. Drake’s “followers” have done nothing but ravage him in the lead-up to Reckless Wiring, and with a match practically taking place in the World Heavyweight Champion’s home turf, it’s almost inevitable that he’s walking in with a disadvantage.)
(But truthfully, he wouldn’t have it any other way. He was more than capable of bringing in some backup himself, but he opted against it. If he was going to win this match… it would be at his own hands, not anyone else’s.)
(Unfortunately, Drake King didn’t bear the same ideals.)
(Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of walking, he reached the front door. The church was large, all-encompassing, and the silence that rang throughout the evening sky was something that would unsettle anyone out. But Sulyvahn, without hesitation, made his entrance inside, ready for battle.)
(Creeeeeekkkkk…)
(The door to the church slowly pushes open; it’s almost dead silent. It’s an unusual and unsettling feeling, almost as though there’s a catch waiting for him as soon as he completely walks himself inside.)
(Ultimately, his suspicions are correct.)
???: GET HIM!
(Immediately, Drake’s followers are waiting for him; one grabs Sulyvahn by the wrists and attempts to restrain him, but he manages to break free, delivering an elbow to the face as he turns him around and throws him out of the door. But that makes room for two others, who jump forward and grab hold of him, trying to bring him down to his knees.)
(But Sulyvahn manages to break himself free, kneeing one of them in the gut before turning around and grabbing the other, sending him directly into one of the church pews. Another one comes charging right at him, but Sulyvahn quickly snatches him by the arm, taking him down to the ground with a judo throw!)
(Sulyvahn dusts himself off, already annoyed by how this has started to play out, but at the same time, prepared for this to have happened. He begins to make his way down the aisle, glancing around at the church while he does, but unfortunately for him… no Drake King to be seen.)
King Sulyvahn IV: Absolutely ridiculous…
(Sulyvahn glares as he slowly begins to make his way down the halls of the church; the only sounds heard are his heavy boots as they step on the floor. The church is vast, illuminated only by moonlight bleeding through the stained-glass windows, casting long, twisted shadows across the wooden pews. The air is thick with the smell of incense and old wood, and already Sulyvahn can tell when things are starting back up again.)
(A shadow emerges from a nearby confessional booth, another follower wielding a brass candlestick holder. They quickly charge at Sulyvahn, swinging it directly at his face! But thankfully, Sulyvahn manages to duck under it just in time! He quickly lunges for his hands as he rips the weapon out of it!)
(CRACK!)
(Before striking the follower directly across the face with the candlestick holder to knock him down to the ground! Sulyvahn shakes his head in disappointment, dropping the weapon back down…)
(But before he can even catch his breath, two other followers are seen jumping over the church pews to his right! They immediately try to tackle Sulyvahn down to the ground, scratching and clawing at his clothing like a pack of wild animals! Sulyvahn tries to fend them off, but he’s forced to bend himself down to a knee, briefly taking a moment to come to his senses as he’s once again getting attacked by someone not named Drake King!)
(Sulyvahn manages to muscle himself back up to his feet, as he grabs the first man by the throat and the belt; he manages to lift him high over his head…)
(CRASH!)
(BEFORE SENDING HIM DOWN VIOLENTLY ONTO ONE OF THE PEWS BACKFIRST! The wood splinters due to the sheer impact, and that briefly startles his partner into shock, which allows Sulyvahn to take advantage.)
(He goes for a swing, but the follower quickly lunges at him and wraps his legs around him, locking in a sleeper hold in order to attempt to subdue him! But Sulyvahn manages to throw his weight backward, as he begins to run back!)
(THUD!)
(Before driving him against a stone pillar! The follower’s head bounces off the stone, but he barely manages to keep his grip, which allows Sulyvahn to reset!)
(THUD!)
(AS HE SLAMS HIM INTO THE STONE PILLAR A SECOND TIME TO SEND HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND IN A HEAP!)
(Sulyvahn discards the follower as he looks around, seeing the bodies that lie in his wake, a man on a mission, seemingly the only person in this match to make his presence felt. He clutches his already bruised knuckles, his patience beginning to thin as he looks around, shouting at the top of his lungs.)
King Sulyvahn IV: DRAKEEEEE! SHOW YOURSELF AND STOP HIDING!
(Sulyvahn’s voice echoes through the hallway as, once again, the church plummets into silence…)
???: I see now.
(He turns his head, as a voice echoes through the main area of the church. As his eyes wander downward to the altar, someone is seen seated against the steps.)
Drake King: I understand now why they prop you up as their savior. It’s because you’re just as foolish as them. They expect you to be the one to stop my “carnage,” to finally put an end to all of this that they struggled to prevent. Little did they know they sent someone as unequipped as they are for a battle of this magnitude. Truly, what a shame…
(Sulyvahn chooses to ignore the mocking nature of Drake’s words, making his own statement.)
King Sulyvahn IV: You could at least give me the courtesy of explaining why I’m here.
(Drake chuckles as he stands up, beginning to descend from the altar.)
Drake King: This match… is more than just a match. It is something that I consider… a modern crucifixion.
(Drake glances over at something, Sulyvahn following his eyes.)
Drake King: In order to win this match, one must be physically nailed to the cross.
(He points, showing a massive wooden cross leaning against the apse of the church. A smirk crawls on his face, knowing exactly what this would symbolize to his challengers. Sulyvahn, needless to say, is disgusted by this.)
King Sulyvahn IV: This is blasphemy. And you dare call yourself a God…
Drake King: And who are you to judge…?
(Sulyvahn doesn’t waste his breath on an answer; he immediately lunges right at Drake and cracks him right against the side of the face with a right hook!)
(Drake staggers back, unable to keep himself upright after the sudden attack, and he backs up, trying to create distance between the two of them. But Sulyvahn quickly snatches him by the head, beginning to drive repeated punches against his face! Drake tries his best to fend the attack off, but Sulyvahn is quick to shift as he snatches him by the collar, turning him around and throwing him down the altar steps!)
(Drake stumbles as he lands against a baptismal font, barely holding himself up as Sulyvahn quickly approaches him, only for Drake to grab him and drive his abdomen directly into the stone exterior of the font! He then grabs him by the back of the neck, looking to slam his face down against the edge! But Sulyvahn holds his hands out; he nails him with an elbow to the chest…)
(THUD!)
(Before SLAMMING Drake’s head against the baptismal font, sending him down to the ground! A small cut appears on the side of his head, and with that, gradual annoyance begins to build up.)
(Drake opts to continue his crawl, trying to escape from Sulyvahn even for a moment so that he can get his bearings about him. He reaches one of the stands, using it to stabilize himself, while Sulyvahn glares at him, not letting him out of his sight, not even for a moment.)
King Sulyvahn IV: Not so talkative now, are you?
(WHACK!)
(But Drake manages to get a wooden book from the podium and SMASH it against the face of Sulyvahn to send him down to the ground!)
Drake King: SHUT UP!
(Sulyvahn drops down to a knee, blood flying out of his mouth as he tries to come to his senses… only for Drake to smash the book against his face again! The Champion stumbles forward due to the sheer impact as he drops down the book, a look of pure rage on his face as he does everything that he can to compose himself.)
(But before he can do anything else, Drake King rushes forward as he nails him with a running knee directly to the face to take him completely down to the ground! Immediately as he rises back up, a condescending glare is cast down upon Sulyvahn.)
Drake King: You shouldn’t have gotten this far…
(Drake swiftly delivers a kick to the chest of Sulyvahn, taking him down to the ground.)
Drake King: But this corrupt company…
(Sulyvahn tries to rise back up, only for Drake to connect with another kick!)
Drake King: Corrupt management…
(Drake kicks Sulyvahn again, continuing to try and keep him down.)
Drake King: I will NOT let them win-
(But as Drake tries to go for another kick, Sulyvahn manages to grab a hold of him by the ankle! He trips him down to the ground, which allows him to rise back up to his feet himself!)
(Sulyvahn begins to connect with repeated strikes against the face of Drake King! He does everything that he can to fight back now, as he grabs him by the head… SLAMMING HIS FACE DOWN AGAINST THE CHURCH PEW!)
(Drake’s head bounces off as Sulyvahn grabs hold of him by the waist, running him forward as he tries to tackle him down to the ground! But Drake manages to plant his feet down to the ground, before using his momentum to swing Sulyvahn around as he sends him tumbling back down to the floor!)
(Drake wipes the blood from his mouth with a look of disdain on his face, as he grabs a hold of Sulyvahn and begins to drag him back down the aisle of the church, back toward the front entrance. He brings him back up, as Sulyvahn tries to fend him off with strikes to the midsection, but Drake delivers a hard knee to the abdomen to double him over!)
(He then grabs hold of him and lifts him up onto his shoulders…)
(THUD!)
(BEFORE DRIVING HIM DOWN WITH A POWERBOMB ONTO THE FLOOR OF THE FOYER! Sulyvahn gives a cry of pain, but Drake isn’t done…)
(He maintains a hold of the legs as he lifts him back up, resetting and bringing him back onto his shoulders in a Powerbomb position, before running him forward…)
(# CRASH!)
(AS SULYVAHN IS SENT THROUGH THE WOODEN DOOR WITH A MASSIVE BUCKLE BOMB!)
(As Sulyvahn tumbles outside, rain is pouring down at a profuse rate. Thunder strikes in the background, as Drake quickly approaches and delivers a swift kick to the abdomen to send him back down to the ground.)
Drake King: You will pay for what you’ve done…
(Sulyvahn tries to rise back up to his feet, just for Drake to follow that up with yet another kick to take him down to the ground.)
Drake King: You will be the example for everyone who chooses to make the mistake of defying me…
(Drake snatches him by the hair, beginning to drag him back into the church.)
Drake King: YOU WILL BE THEIR MARTYR!
(He throws him down against the steps of the altar, blood and water dripping down from Sulyvahn’s face as he wipes himself, trying to clear his vision, but as he does, a boot is delivered directly to the chest by Drake to force him down!)
(Drake makes a signal, and almost immediately more of his followers begin to come out of the shadows. They grab hold of Sulyvahn almost immediately and restrain him, as Drake starts to shout.)
Drake King: PUT HIM ON THE CROSS! FINISH THIS NOW!
(The followers grab Sulyvahn and lift him off of the ground, beginning to suspend him upright against the wooden cross. Drake takes the hammer and a nail as he approaches…)
King Sulyvahn IV: NO!
(Sulyvahn kicks one of the followers in the face, shaking one of his hands free as he uses it to connect with a strike to free his other hand. Drake tries to charge at him, but Sulyvahn grabs one of his followers, throwing him directly at Drake as he’s knocked down to the ground!)
(The gash on Sulyvahn’s face begins to cover him with blood as he acts off pure adrenaline, pushing everybody off of him as he continues to fend off the herd. He looks behind him to see the wooden cross, and that only enrages him further; he refuses to let Drake get the better of him…)
(If he wants to rid the world of this heathen, he’s going to have to drag himself into the mud to do it.)
(Two more followers charge at Sulyvahn, trying to protect Drake as he’s scrambled, but Sulyvahn refuses to allow it! He takes one of them down with a swing directly to the face! As the other tries to attack him, Sulyvahn grabs a hold of him by the arm, locking him into a standing Kimura Lock!)
(POP!)
(BEFORE DISLOCATING HIS ARM OUT OF HIS SOCKET! The follower drops down to the ground in pain as Sulyvahn continues to send strikes to each of them that follow up! Drake staggers up, watching in anger; there is no world where he expected Sulyvahn to put up this much of a fight, especially not at this stage.)
(He refuses to let this be the night that he fails.)
(Sulyvahn grabs another follower, delivering a back elbow directly to the face, before running him forward and sending him back through the shattered door of the church! One more charges at him, and Sulyvahn snatches him, running him forward!)
(THUD!)
(As he SLAMS him against the stone wall, taking him down to the ground! Sulyvahn falls against it, taking a moment to compose himself, but he knows that the fight has only just begun.)
(Drake scrambles backward, grabbing hold of anything that he can find right now in order to help him out. His hand wraps around a jagged shard of wood that ripped off the door when he threw Sulyvahn through it, taking it into his hands as he quickly charged at him with the weapon in hand! LOOKING TO IMPALE HIM!)
(But Sulyvahn manages to see it as he sidesteps right in the nick of time! The shard grazes his shirt and cuts him right across the ribcage, but his fate could’ve been a whole lot worse. Drake tries his best to swing it again, but Sulyvahn steps back, and he continues to backpedal, realizing that the Champion is swinging wildly!)
(But his momentum is stopped as one swing manages to catch him across the face, scratching into his cheek as he falters for a lingering moment. Drake then lifts the shard up as he tries to drive it into Sulyvahn!)
King Sulyvahn IV: AGH!!!
(But Sulyvahn doesn’t have a choice as he quickly brings his forearm up to block it! The shard drives into his arm, and as Drake lets go!)
(POW!)
(Sulyvahn BACKHANDS him with the shard lodged into his arm! Drake is scratched across the face as he’s sent downward onto a nearby church pew. Sulyvahn gritting his teeth as he manages to rip the shard out of his arm, tossing it down to the ground before approaching Drake once more.)
(Drake, realizing that he’s against the fence right now, takes a wild swing at Sulyvahn! But thankfully, Sulyvahn manages to grab a hold of him, pulling him in as he sets him up!)
(# THUD!)
(BEFORE HE TAKES HIM DOWN ONTO THE STONE FLOOR WITH SATURATE!)
(Drake is completely taken out, as his blood splatters across the floor, almost unconscious at this point. Sulyvahn slowly rises back up to his knees, a tired expression on his face having gone through the wringer to get to this point. All it could take, in a hypothetical sense, is one final stretch…)
(As his eyes wander upward and look at the wooden cross that’s reserved for one of them.)
(He’s definitely going to make sure that it’s not him.)
(Sulyvahn exhales as he grabs Drake by the hair and begins to lift his limp body up. He slowly begins to drag him down the hall and up the altar, having his eyes completely set on the cross as he looks to finally put an end to this match once and for all. And considering how close he is, that is increasingly becoming a possibility.)
(Sulyvahn pushes Drake against the cross. The Champion tries to use his boot to force him away, but Sulyvahn takes the hammer into his hands!)
(CRACK!)
(AS HE SLAMS IT AGAINST THE FACE OF DRAKE KING! Blood splatters across the wooden base of the cross, and Sulyvahn decides that he’s not satisfied with that either…)
(CRACK!)
(AS HE CONNECTS WITH ANOTHER HAMMER SHOT DIRECTLY TO THE FACE!)
(Drake is barely conscious, almost unable to keep himself upward, but Sulyvahn keeps him up as he presses one of his hands against the cross. As he grabs a nail, he begins to burrow it deep into his palm.)
(Drake screams in pain as blood starts to drip down his hand, Sulyvahn taking the hammer as he raises it up…)
(WHACK!)
(NAILING HIS LEFT HAND TO THE CROSS!)
(Drake nearly passes out due to the pain, but Sulyvahn knows that this journey isn’t over yet.)
King Sulyvahn IV: This brings me no satisfaction, Drake…
(Sulyvahn takes Drake’s right hand, pressing it against the other side of the cross.)
King Sulyvahn IV: But if this is what it’s going to take to rip this company from your wretched hands… then so be it.
(Sulyvahn takes another nail, as he presses it against Drake’s right hand, lifting the hammer up…)
(…)
(ONLY FOR DRAKE TO CONNECT WITH A LOW BLOW TO STOP SULYVAHN!)
(Sulyvahn stumbles down the steps of the altar, collapsing down to the ground, as Drake nearly falls limp against the base of the cross. As he begins to come to his senses, he realizes the precarious position that he’s been put in right now, nearly crucified in his own church…)
(And he’s incensed.)
(He tries to pry himself off, but Sulyvahn has nailed his left hand to the cross, and it’s a deep one. He uses his right hand to try and pry it away, but he realizes that he doesn’t have a choice…)
(Drake closes his eyes, calming himself down and silencing the rest of the world… as he exhales.)
(# RIP!)
(# AS HE RIPS HIS HAND OFF OF THE NAIL!)
(Drake yells in pain as he clutches his hand, blood starting to gush out, as he tries to find anything that he possibly can to suppress the pain. But at the same time, he realizes that the more time he gives Sulyvahn to recover, the more that this is going to slip out of his hands.)
(He tries to walk forward, but almost immediately he collapses back down. His vision starts to blur as he looks around, coming to the realization that the profuse amount of blood that he’s losing is definitely not helping his situation right now.)
Drake King: -# No… no….
(Drake shakes his head rapidly, refusing to believe that his body is failing him, not now. He stands up, and he begins to crawl away, realizing that Sulyvahn is beginning to recover, and that he needs to make his escape.)
King Sulyvahn IV: -# We’re not done…
(Sulyvahn slowly begins to rise, clutching his midsection in pain as he glares at Drake, realizing that he’s beginning to make his escape.)
King Sulyvahn IV: … Not until I say we are.
(Drake stumbles toward a spiral stone staircase, as he begins to make his way up the steps, beginning to ascend upward in The Eternal Above. As he does, he turns around, realizing that Sulyvahn has begun to make his way toward him, a man on a mission.)
(Drake tries to send a strike toward his head, but Sulyvahn blocks it. He slams his injured hand against the stone wall, causing him to cry in pain as he falls backward! Sulyvahn then grabs him by the hair, beginning to drag him up the steps, before SLAMMING his head against the wall to send him crumbling back down to the ground!)
(Sulyvahn then takes him as they reach the next floor, throwing him down to the ground as Drake slides across the floor in a heap. He rises back up, as he looks downward, realizing that the two of them are on the next floor of the church, the gallery area.)
King Sulyvahn IV: GET UP!
(Drake gasps for air as he tries to make his way back up, glaring at Sulyvahn.)
King Sulyvahn IV: ARE YOU GOING TO SIT THERE LIKE A LITTLE BITCH OR ARE YOU GOING TO FIGHT?!
(Drake manages to muster a look of disgust on his face as he spits blood on the floor.)
Drake King: I’ve had enough of you…
(Sulyvahn rushes forward and goes to deliver a kick against his face, but Drake manages to grab the leg just in time! He shoves it away, allowing himself to get back up to his feet, before delivering a straight punch right to the side of his head!)
(Drake then grabs him by the waist, running him forward as he drives him directly into the railing of the gallery! He then goes under, grabbing him by the ankles as he tries to lift him over the railing! But before he can do that, Sulyvahn begins to drive elbows repeatedly against the back of his neck, forcing his grip to loosen and stopping him from plummeting down to the ground!)
(Sulyvahn gives a battle cry as he rushes forward, tackling Drake over one of the pews as he locks him into a side headlock, beginning to drive repeated punches against his face! Drake begins a swollen, bloody mess as he tries to fight back against the attack, but he refuses to die.)
(With his left hand gushing blood, he digs his right thumb into the eye of Sulyvahn, gouging him and forcing him to stagger back and stop the attack!)
(Drake goes for a LARIAT directly to the head of Sulyvahn! But he manages to come to his senses just in time! He slips behind him and goes for a German Suplex to take him down to the ground!)
(CRACK!)
(But Drake manages to run backward, as he DRIVES Sulyvahn spinefirst against the hard stone railing! Sulyvahn is forced to let go, clutching his spine in pain as he tries to stagger away, but Drake grabs a hold of him, using his forearm to press against his throat, as he puts all of his weight into the choke, teetering him over the railing!)
(The drop beneath Sulyvahn is easily twenty feet, straight down onto the edge of the church pews underneath! Drake continues to scream as he tries to force him over, but Sulyvahn continues to fight back! He uses his upper body strength to crunch upward!)
(But he opts to instead take the gamble, and potentially take him down with him.)
(In a heartbeat, he wraps his arm around Drake’s, AS HE USES DRAKE’S MOMENTUM TO FLIP HIM OVER HIS HEAD AND SEND HIM OVER THE RAILING!)
(Drake’s ribcage SLAMS against the railing, and for a moment, it’s almost as if he’s in suspended motion, his eyes widening as he realizes that he’s about to fall off the balcony!)
(…)
(But in an act of desperation, he throws his hand over, his mangled left hand managing to catch the inner lip of the stone railing! He slides off the edge, his feet dangling in the air, as he looks down, realizing exactly where he’s going to go if he lets go right now!)
(Meanwhile, Sulyvahn manages to climb back over to safety, landing on the ground as he groans in pain, rolling to his side as his eyes lock onto Drake, who is trying his best to get a proper grip on the railing, but his hand continues to slip as he struggles to maintain. He reaches out his right hand to try and grab on…)
(But Sulyvahn manages to use his fingers to pry it off, as he nearly slips! The challenger rises back up, a deadly serious expression on his face as he looks down.)
(Sulyvahn takes his foot, pressing it against the injured hand of Drake as he continues to hang from the edge of the balcony.)
Drake King: AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
King Sulyvahn IV: YOUR REIGN IS OVER!
(Sulyvahn digs his heel into his hand, Drake feeling his fingers beginning to slip as they grow numb.)
King Sulyvahn IV: IT ENDS TONIGHT!
(Sulyvahn lifts his foot up, Drake digging his nails into the wood as he looks up…)
King Sulyvahn IV: THIS IS YOUR PENANCE!
(Before he DRIVES his foot down onto the hand of Drake King one final time!)
(…)
(# CRASH!)
(Before Sulyvahn can deliver the killing blow… *something SMASHES against the back of his head.)
(A large thurible shatters into a million pieces as Sulyvahn collapses, blood beginning to pool out of the back of his head as he lies on the ground. Drake, barely able to hold up, glances his eyes upward.)
Minister Boveri: So help me God if this false King wins this match.
(Drake winces as he uses his right hand, managing to reach out and grab hold of the ledge as he pulls himself back up. Minister Boveri steps aside, allowing Drake to turn around as he glares directly at Sulyvahn.)
Drake King: *You failed… you lost…
(Drake snatches Sulyvahn by the hair, beginning to drag him up. Sulyvahn does everything that he can to fight back, loosely throwing punches into his chest, but unfortunately, it’s to no effect…)
Drake King: I wish I could say I was surprised…
(Sulyvahn grunts, trying to fight, but he’s too weakened and stunned at the moment. He murmurs something under his breath, something that Drake can barely hear him say.)
King Sulyvahn IV: -# (Murmering) False God…
(Drake has heard enough, as he drives his knee directly into the abdomen of Sulyvahn…)
(…)
(BEFORE THROWING HIM OFF THE BALCONY!)
(# THUD!)
(Sulyvahn lands hard against the wooden floor of the church, nearly creating a dent where he landed. For a moment after the impact, everything is eerily quiet.)
Drake King: …
(Drake, due to pure exhaustion and agonizing pain, collapses down to a knee as he glares down at Sulyvahn, his eyes not leaving him. There’s a moment, just a small one… where he believes this match is done.)
(… but not just yet.)
(Sulyvahn’s hand grips the floor, seemingly as if it were some sort of death rattle; he begins to come to his senses as he slowly crawls. Drake is almost shocked by this, fully expecting him to be out of it, but it seems somehow that Sulyvahn refuses to quit; he refuses to give.)
(And for Drake, this is unacceptable.)
(With almost an eerie amount of calm, he rises up to his feet, beginning to make his way down the steps of the gallery as he leaves a trail of blood behind, his injured hand continuing to bear an open gash. He approaches Sulyvahn, who is practically defenseless at this point.)
(THUD!)
(AS HE LEAPS INTO THE AIR AND CONNECTS WITH A JUDGMENT DAY TO DRIVE HIM BACK TO THE FLOOR!)
(Drake nearly falls over due to the impact of the move. He stumbles forward as he catches himself against one of the pews. Immediately as he does, he looks around to see his followers begin to come out of the shadows.)
(No words need to be exchanged; some surround Drake as they weep the injury that he’s sustained; the others take Sulyvahn and lift him to his final resting place.)
(The followers lift Sulyvahn up onto the cross, holding him there, as Drake takes the hammer into his strong hand, beginning to approach him.)
(WHACK!)
(As he drives the nail into his left hand. Sulyvahn gives a cry of pain, unable to fight back, and as blood continues to drip down and his followers hold up his right hand.)
(WHACK!)
(Drake finishes the job.)
(Gong… gong… gong…)
(The church bells sound… and they signal the end of the match.)
(Drake drops down to a kneeling position, as his followers surround him, mourning the injuries that he sustained in this match. He clutches his hand in pain, as it continues to bleed out, but he refuses any sort of medical help… he allows it to happen. After a moment, under shaky breath, he manages to close his eyes, looking up to the sky with a straight expression on his face.)
(Almost remorseless after what he’s done.)
(Sulyvahn is seen hanging from the cross, blood slowly pouring down from every cut that has been opened up from what was, without a doubt, a hellacious match. A lone light begins to shine down from one of the stained glass windows, moonlight, as the rainy clouds begin to subside, allowing for light to come in and shine down on the scene inside The Eternal Above that has taken place.)
(Drake rises up to a vertical base, finally managing to bring his hands down to his side as his followers begin to scatter, allowing him room. As he does, he begins to make his way down the steps of the altar, slowly walking up the aisle in almost an undead-like manner, injured and battered, yet he knows that his mission is complete; he knows that despite what it took to get there…)
(He was victorious.)
(The camera then begins to fade to a complete black, signaling the end of Reckless Wiring.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
