(EAW intro plays.)
(As always, the camera opens up to a recap of last week’s Voltage. It opens up with Minerva and Myles at the parking lot, where it turns out that unfortunately, Minerva is not allowed to enter the building thanks to Drake King’s restraining order. In the arena, Leon Dieter calls McCall Everett out for a rematch, and McCall agrees to one for next week. After this Mary S. Atlas defeats Haruka Kashimashi, and Mary calls Madison Kaline out for a match, and Madison agrees to face her at Shock Value. Jay Jerry Johnson calls ARIA and Alex Myers out of the ring to talk down to them about Shock Value, and this leads to a small fight between Alex and Triple J, which ARIA nearly involves herself with, but Triple J rolls out of the ring, leading to a staredown between the three Elitists. After this Cleopatra just waits inside of the ring, until finally Kendra Shamez does make her return to Voltage, accepting Cleopatra’s Shock Value challenge. Next, Diamond Dixon defeats Becca Black thanks to Miku Sakai’s interference. Ms. Extreme then calls Cage out once again living up to her promise, and when Cage does answer, he not only accepts her Shock Value challenge, but he makes the match an Electric Weapons match. After this Lucas Johnson hosts a part for Donovan Duke, and while Donovan doesn’t buy into it, he does spin the Shock Value wheel, making their match a Power Grid Streetfight. Next, Drake King rolls up and defeats Madison Kaline after Madison focused on Andrea Valentine, and the two Reckless Wiring competitors have a brawl. Drake King cuts a promo addressing Xander Payne afterwards, and the two finally agree to have a match, where if Drake loses he has to join Xander. Danny Tanner gives an update on Candice Blair’s larynx injury and cuts a promo backstage, and inside of the ring, Mr. DEDEDE reveals what Electric Wallz is. Hikari Kanno ends up trashing it and responding to Mr. DEDEDE’s attack last week, and when Mr. DEDEDE invites her to try and get payback, Hikari refuses as she has a match up next. Danny and Hikari would defeat Kirk Redwood and Shane Gates, and when Johnny Andrews and Solomon Stane come out to mock the losing team, Kirk and Shane attack and take them out. After this Jake Smith and Jacob Senn spin the Shock Value wheel, and it lands on Shock Collar Match. This leads to a brawl between the two, which abruptly ends as Jacob rolls out of the ring to avoid the Starmaker. Andre Walker defeats Donovan Duke, and Lucas Johnson can be seen watching the match backstage and laughing. After this, all three Elitists in the EAW Championship match at Shock Value say their piece after Ryan’s request to have Chris taken out of the match is ignored, and after a huge brawl, Ryan takes out his opponents and stands tall. The camera cuts to the parking lot, and at the end of the show, Hikari Kanno is seen attacking and electrocuting Mr. DEDEDE.)
(‘33rd Blakk Glass’ by ZilaKami & SosMula, and the camera fades into the T-Mobile Center in Kansas City, Missouri as the thousands of fans in attendance can be seen screaming and cheering. Pyro shoots out of the stage as the camera pans around the arena, before finally the camera cuts to the commentary table, featuring the three usual Voltage commentators.)
James Peters: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the FINAL Voltage before Shock Value! As always I’m James Peters, and with me is Rich Russillo and Persephone Tsitsipas!
Rich Russillo: We’ve got quite the show lined up for you all tonight, and I just can’t wait to see what’s in store!
Persephone: I can. In fact, I’d rather not see any of this at all.
(The camera pans to the opening segment of Voltage where “Bussin” by Nicki Minaj featuring Lil Baby is blasting in the background. We pan inside the ring where the ring has three red velvet love seats with diamonds surrounding it. Next to the middle loveseat, there is a little island that has a mimosa with diamond-looking salt around the rim of the glass. The ropes are encrusted with diamonds, but totally safe to touch. In the middle of the ring is none other than Voltage’s new Elitist and talk show host, Diamond Dixon with a microphone in her hand. Her music dies down as she begins to speak.)
Diamond Dixon: EAW Universe, welcome to the first installment of the soon-to-be hottest talk show in EAW. Welcome to ‘The Diamond District with yours truly, Diamond Dixon!’ I’m the life of the party wherever I go. Whenever I step into the room, everyone turns to take a good look at me, and do you blame them? I look In this talk show, all of you will be in for a treat as you get me uncut, uncensored, and with zero fucks to give and everyone should slowly back away from the stove because the tea I got is too hot the handle. I’ve got the hottest scope and first-hand information about all of your favorite Elitists of yesterday, today, and tomorrow. I’m always looking to get the tea wherever I go and I’ll be doing that with my guests today, but before I get to that? I know that y’all wondering who Diamond Dixon is and I’m glad that you asked.
(Diamond Dixon sits back in her red velvet loveseat which is encrusted with diamonds around the bottom portion of the seat.)
Diamond Dixon: I love any opportunity to talk about myself, so look up on the screen.
(On the titantron, we happen to see her in the gym at Texas State University with her volleyball outfit.)
Diamond Dixon: Now, I went to Texas State University on a full-ride scholarship. The recruiters look at me during my senior year of high school and they were like: “whew, girl, you gotta keep those grades up because you got MASSIVE star potential. You could represent the United States in the Olympics one day” and so I did, I graduated high-school with full honors. I got my fill-ride scholarship for volleyball. Life is unpredictable because I always had this dream to host a tv show or be a radio personality.
(Another picture of Diamond Dixon appears with a headset on, speaking to the listeners. She did experience a bit of radio work during her time at Texas State.)
Diamond Dixon: But, there was always that itch to continue in athletics. There was where EAW came into the picture and that’s when I felt like it was love at first sight. EAW got me from the minute that they opened their mouths. They were able to provide me with a platform to do whatever my heart desires. They gave me a chance to show my creativity and most importantly, they didn’t make me choose one or the other. They were like: “you wanna wrestle and do a talk show? You got it.” Lo and behold, I’m here providing you all with my wonderful presence. 💅🏻😌 Well, now that you got to know me, why don’t we start of ‘The Diamond District’ on the best note possible as we welcome out two women—no— two legends who paved the way for the women like myself.
Diamond Dixon: Introducing first, we got a woman who was one of the first women who arrived on the scene and dominated. Now, this woman totally normalized ruling the women’s division with an iron fist. She was that bitch who carried the Vixens Championship for a YEAR, taking on all challengers as she played a significant role in one of the most dominant stables known to man, Project E.G.O. While people were paying attention to your Jaywalkers and Troy Conways, there was something about this woman that made all the other women envy, but also determined to knock her off her high horse. We got her today, so ladies and gentlemen, please give her a loud “SWERVE” as I introduce you to ‘The Queen of the Nile,’ ‘The Greatest Vixen That Ever Lived’ and the longest-reigning Vixens Champion in history…CLEOPATRA!!!!!
(“Mona Lisa” by Lil Wayne featuring Kendrick Lamar begins to play through the speakers as the EAW Universe gives a standing ovation for the legend. Cleopatra does a little pose on top of the ramp before making her way down the ramp.)
James Peters: The longest-reigning Vixens Champion comes out first as she went to Captain Charisma about a match at Shock Value and she made it clear that she wanted Kendra Shamez as that opponent. I felt like it was an interesting choice.
Rich Russillo: It’s all about #EAW15, James. We are going out this season, putting out some amazing dream matches as well as matches that we didn’t think that we would get in this day and age.
Persephone: Cleopatra has wasted her time in giving us a match that no one fucking asked for. She should have called out Rex because I’ve been away from him for too long.
James Peters: Let the man enjoy his life, Seph.
Persephone: He could be enjoying it with me. 😡
(The camera pans to Cleopatra already inside the ring. Cleopatra gets a microphone from one of the red love seats. Diamond Dixon does a mini bow at the direction of Cleopatra, who puts a huge smile on her face. “Mona Lisa” dies down as Diamond Dixon is more than ready to introduce her next guest.)
Diamond Dixon: Now, before we get this show on the road, I am going to introduce you to my next guest. Now, my next guest is a three-time Vixens Champion, a former Specialists Champion. She was the first woman to participate in a male-dominated Grand Rampage match. She was the first female authority figure for brands such as Dynasty. She was the woman who created the brand, Empire, where it showcased and catapulted women like Kassidy Heart, Minerva, and Andrea Valentine into stardom. She was someone who fought for women to get more opportunities in this company and would not stop until that happened. She’s a businesswoman, mogul, and creative genius, but most importantly, she is ‘The OG’ who has held shit down for more than a decade. Please give a warm welcome to ‘The OG’ herself…KENDRA SHAMEZ!!!!!
(“Pins and Needles” by Deftones begins to play through the speakers as the crowd gives a warm reception to Kendra Shamez, who walks out, oozing confidence. She extends her hands wide, taking in the reception of the crowd, who just loves this woman. She makes her way down the ramp with a smile on her face.)
James Peters: Here is another pioneer in women’s wrestling, Kendra Shamez. She’s the person who invented the Empire brand, which at one point, offered some of the best wrestling on planet Earth.
Rich Russillo: A three-time Vixens Champion, former Specialists Champion, she’s the motherfucking OG and deserves all the respect in the world for what she’s done for women’s wrestling.
Persephone: This bitch is responsible for Raven Roberts being part of the company and stealing Rex McAllister from me.
James Peters: That seems like a personal issue there, Persephone. :lupe:
(The camera pans to Kendra Shamez already inside the ring as she grabs a microphone from her red velvet loveseat. She and Diamond Dixon shake hands with each other before she stares down at Cleopatra, who is standing on the other end of Diamond Dixon. “Needles and Pins” dies down as Diamond Dixon begins things off.)
Diamond Dixon: First off, thank you two for agreeing to be on my show. It’s truly an honor to have two legends who paved the way for women to get the opportunities and recognition that they deserve. Second off, you can cut the tension with a knife between the two of you. Why don’t you elaborate on what y’all feeling right now?
(Diamond Dixon sits down as she grabs her mimosa from the table next to her. She lays back, almost like she’s ready for what is going to be a messy interaction between these two legends.)
Cleopatra: Once again, thank you. Thank you, Kendra, for accepting this match against me because there is no other woman with who I’d rather step into the ring than you. Who could ever imagine a Kendra Shamez/Cleopatra match in 2022? Back in the day, the crowd would get constantly sick of the two of us facing each other every other week. While it wasn’t as bad as the typical Cameron Ella Ava/Heart Break Gal matches, which seemed to happen every week, the four of us held it down. We did well with our small division and I’m glad that we’re getting the proper recognition that we deserve. After a decade, we are all getting our flowers for our contributions in women’s wrestling.
(The crowd applauds Cleopatra with her brief statement. There is no denying that the veterans in this company like Cleopatra, Kendra Shamez, and Cameron Ella Ava have busted their asses off to have people give a fuck about them. While the road was long and stressful, it was worth it, in the end, to watch the new crop of women shining and getting the opportunities that didn’t exist back then.)
Kendra Shamez: I’m glad that we are establishing the things that we agree on, Cleo. One of the things that I wished as a young Kendra Shamez was that EAW can have a division where we’re able to develop our crafts and be seen as the same level as the male Elitists. Back in the day, we were tossed to the side. We constantly struggled to get a fraction of the camera time that our male counterparts had without asking. If you weren’t in the Vixens Championship picture, you were stuck in catering, just waiting for a chance to insert yourself back in the title picture. We were constantly bombarded with “No one cares about the Vixens” and “Piss break” comments whenever our matches happened. We suffered from having a bunch of sexist men who couldn’t bother with airing more than one Vixens match a week because we need to engage viewers to watch the rest of the show.
Cleopatra: “Women aren’t marketable,” “Women don’t sell,” “Women can’t be the face of the company,” “Women will NEVER be able to headline Pain for Pride,” “The Vixens Championship will never be a World Championship.” Oh god, imagine having the opportunity to be a marquee match-up. One of the biggest women’s matches that we’ve ever had at Pain for Pride VI and we can’t headline it because “Johnny Ventura and Liam Catterson is a more appealing headliner. :skip: “
Kendra Shamez: :mjlol: Honestly, it makes me proud that I contributed to getting women out of that route and being seen as more than Vixens, but as wrestlers. It all started with providing us with a brand that allowed women to be showcased and to prove to EAW that women can ring in viewers without relying on men. It continued with getting rid of that Vixens Championship and ushering in a new beginning for women with the Women’s World Championship. It was nothing more than a clean slate and for us to be allowed to be seen as Elitists rather than Vixens. To truly be seen as equals rather than inferior.
Diamond Dixon: Do you think that the Vixens Championship was an example of progressing by taking steps back rather than marching forward?
Kendra Shamez: I was proud to be a Vixen and to pave the way for a lot of the women who are here today, but I’m all about the future. I’m all about with the times. Other promotions were getting rid of their creative names for what women wrestlers were and we needed to follow suit due to EAW getting more recognition with their women’s division. We needed to get with the times and we didn’t need labels, but to be seen on equal footing as our male counterparts.
Cleopatra: I don’t look at the term ‘Vixen’ and feel any less of a wrestler, Kendra. If you were to look up the term, ‘Vixen’ in the dictionary, it can be defined as a “spiritually and fierce woman.”
Kendra Shamez: On another hand, it also sexualizes us rather than focuses in our abilities inside the ring.
Cleopatra: What’s wrong with being sexy?
Kendra Shamez: Nothing, but we are female wrestlers at the end of the day and we don’t want our looks to be focal points when our wrestling should be. It’s 2022 and we should be moving away from the ‘Vixens’ stigma rather than taking us back a decade from a time, when we were constantly looked down on.
Diamond Dixon: Damn, so you’re saying that Cleo isn’t what wrestling should be?
Kendra Shamez: It seems like she’s not seeing things from my perspective.
Cleopatra: That’s where you’re wrong, Kendra. I do see things from your perspective, but it seems like you’re the one that’s being close-minded. There was nothing wrong with the term ‘Vixen,’ but the treatment we went through. I never felt the need to “sit in catering” and wait for the title picture to open up, I made my own opportunities. I carved my own legacy and ran roughshod. I don’t see anything wrong with being a Vixen. I’m proud to be one because it never did me any wrong.
Kendra Shamez: That’s easy for you to say since you held the Vixens Championship hostage for about a year. You didn’t elevate the Vixens Championship or the Vixens division. You only elevated yourself.
Diamond Dixon: Whew, Chile. Are you gonna let her talk to you like that?
Cleopatra: I didn’t need to win the Vixens Championship three times to get recognition. I did that in one reign. I mean, who remembers your three Vixens Championship reigns? Who remembers your reign as Specialists Championship? The only thing I remembered about that reign was you being out shadowed by Cameron Ella Ava. But, we’re supposed to be convinced that you’re the most influential woman?
Kendra Shamez: Must I remind you how that long reign as Vixens Champion ended for you? I mean, where did you go after it ended?
Cleopatra: Might as well had a stint in MMA rather than downgrading yourself as arm candy for House Vendetta. How’s Ares by the way?
Kendra Shamez: How’s Jaywalker?
(At this point, you can cut the tension between the two queens with a blade. These women have not held back with the shots they’ve taken with each other and this is making Diamond Dixon very invested. She is smiling with joy because she knows that she’s getting the scoop and promoing material at the moment.)
Diamond Dixon: Cleo, you saying that you’re more influential than Kendra?
Kendra Shamez: If I didn’t create some sort of impact in women’s wrestling, Cleopatra wouldn’t feel the need to call me out to face her at Shock Value. She’s absolutely ridiculous for wanting this match in the very first place, but since we’re all here, at least, the record can finally get set straight that Kendra Shamez did the most for the Vixens and not Cleopatra.
Cleopatra: No, you did not, Kendra. Let ME set the record straight. I RULED the Vixens Division with an iron fist for a VERY long time. While you were trying and failing at doing something for the Vixens, I was giving them inspiration. I was giving them a standard for them to try to reach and don’t you find it funny how no one has been able to hold a Women’s Championship for as long as me? That’s because the other women will never be ‘The Queen of the Nile.’ The other women will never be able to touch me inside the squared circle nor will they ever have the ability to take everyone’s breath away.
Diamond Dixon: What you got, Kendra? You just gotta let Cleo talk her shit?
Kendra Shamez: That one Vixens Championship reign is what makes Cleopatra relevant. While I was trying to pave the path for women not to rely on men to elevate them, Cleopatra needed an entire group of men to get behind her and portray her as greater than she actually is. If you took Project E.G.O out, then, what makes Cleopatra so special? What makes her so special in 2022? What made Cleopatra so special when she was having her second tenure with being Madison Kaline’s bitch in the Queen’s Court? From the ‘Greatest Vixen to Ever Lived’ to the ‘Greatest Disappointment to Have Ever Lived;’ I’m seen as a legend. You’re seen as someone who can’t hang with the times.
(While Cleopatra looks to respond to the claims, Diamond Dixon stands in the middle, almost like she’s breaking up the potential brawl that these women could have at any moment.)
Diamond Dixon: I am living for this mess, but we gotta turn our focus on Shock Value for the moment. Now, I got the scoop on what an Electric Space Heater Deathmatch is. It was brought to me by Captain Charisma just before Voltage went on the air and we’re all going to find out…RIGHT NOW! I know that y’all wondering what an Electric Space Heater Deathmatch is? Well, let me break it down for everyone and that means you, Cleo, and Kendra. It’s going to be space heaters wrapped in barbed wire that will be placed around this ring. Sounds easy, peasy, but the true unpredictability comes from what the two of you will dish out to the other. I can sense the tension between the two of you, so I’ll be looking forward to the two of you showing this current crop of women how Vixens get down like it’s 2011. :whew: This isn’t going to be the piss break match that y’all are used to from the Vixens.
Cleopatra and Kendra Shamez: :comeagain:
Diamond Dixon: Hey, I’m just saying. People are looking at the two of you, people have been feeling like this match is nothing more than a waste of time. As the two of you won’t be able to survive the brutality that Voltage has been known for in the last couple of years. We have some of the newer crop of talent thinking that you’re taking spots from hardworking Elitists who haven’t been able to get their shot. Honestly, I don’t blame them. Out with the old and flabby, in with the new and Diamond Dixon —
Persephone: CLEOPATRA JUST KICKED DIAMOND DIXON IN THE STOMACH AS KENDRA SHAMEZ DELIVERS A HUGE SIDE-HANDED CHOP TO THE CHEST OF DIAMOND! KENDRA GETS DIAMOND BY THE WRIST BEFORE WHIPPING “H-TOWN HOTTIE” TO THE ROPES!
Rich Russillo: DIAMOND DIXON REBOUNDS OFF THAT ROPES AND CLEOPATRA AND KENDRA SHAMEZ TAKE HER DOWN WITH A GIANT DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE! DIAMOND IS HOLDING HER CHEST IN PAIN! SHE ROLLS HERSELF OUT OF THE RING!
James Peters: The EAW Universe is standing up on their feet, applauding the two women!
(With Diamond Dixon out of the way, Kendra Shamez and Cleopatra begin to stare each other down in an intense manner. The two women exchange some sorts with each other. The two of them don’t lay a hand on each other but stare each other down. What went down was more than enough to sell this match and look forward to these women stealing the entire show at Shock Value.)
(Promotional ad for Cleopatra vs Kendra Shamez in an Electric Space Heater Match at Shock Value.)
(Voltage fades back to ringside, where Bella Braxton is seen with a microphone.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled FOR!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
(“Best Damn Thing” by Avril Lavigne blasts through the speakers to the loud cheers from the audience as McCall Everett makes her way out to the stage with a bright smile on her face, blowing a kiss at the crowd, who’s showing her love and appreciation, before starting to make her way down to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST!! From Enumclaw, Washington!! Weighing in at 107 pounds!! She is “SKATER GURL”!! MCCAAAAAAAAAAAAAALL EEEEEEEEEVEEEEEEEEEREEEEEEEEEETT!!!!!
James Peters: Looking ready like she always does, McCall is looking for a second straight win and she literally picked her opponent this week!
Rich Russillo: Having won her last match against Leon she is looking to make this 2 for 2 but something tells me this one won’t be easy.
Persephone: Hopefully this time she won’t end it with a fucking roll-up.
(“Like a Stone” by Audioslave starts playing as Leon Dieter makes his way to the ring with a calm demeanor on his face as the crowd cheers)
Bella Braxton: AND HER OPPONENT! Making his way to the ring. He is from Dresden, Germany. Weighing in at 213 pounds. He is “THE DAMASCUS BLADE” LEON DIETER!
James Peters: This match is the result of Leon’s open challenge which was answered by the very same opponent who defeated him two weeks prior!
Rich Russillo: Pretty sure Leon wants to get even deep down and this is the perfect opportunity for it!
( Ding! Ding! Ding! )
James Peters: And Here We GO! This match is officially underway! Both competitors meet at the center of the ring, McCall offers a handshake in the interest of fair play and sportsmanship which ends up being shaken by Dieter after he looked at the hand for a short moment. Both engage into a clinch, taken over quickly by McCall who transitions into a headlock which is then reversed by Leon into an armbar forcing Everett to lean forward and hold her shoulder.
Rich Russillo: She skips and flips, hopping before reversing the hold on Dieter who leans against McCall forcing her into the ropes. She pushes him off, he goes to the opposite ropes she hits the deck while he hops over her. She gets up and he tries to take her down with a clothesline, she ducks low! He goes to the ropes and SHE NAILS HIM WITH A DROPKICK!
James Peters: Dieter tries to get back to a vertical base but Everett drives a knee down his spine before going for a leg drop! She stands back up, inviting him to do the same as the skater girl has the early strikes in between the two. Dieter shakes his head before circling his opponent, they cli-NO he drives a knee into her stomach! She leans forward as he then takes her into a headlock and takes her down with a hip toss while keeping her head wise gripped under his armpit!
Rich Russillo: Leon moves to whip McCall into the ropes BUT she reverses it and THROWS HIM OVER THE TOP!! He lands on the apron holding on to the middle ropes right after Everett drove a knee to the gut trying to get him to drop down on the outside floor. She rushes to the opposite ropes what is she do-OH MY LORD SHE LEAPS OVER THE TOP ROPES, OVER DIETER AND DRILLS HIM INTO THE FLOOR WITH A SUNSET FLIP BOOOOOOOOMB!!! The crowd cheers with that bit of offense as Dieter seems to be hurting quite badly! Everett is happy with her offense, looking down on her opponent she hops on the apron waiting or him to get vertical and he does after a bit. His back is turned to her she’s waiting for him, he turns BUT GETS TAKEN DOWN WITH A FLYING CROSSBODY!!
James Peters: The offense is mostly on McCall’s side at the moment, if this keeps up she can take a serious option on the match and perhaps even victory! She gets him up, throwing one or two elbows to the face as Leon is staggering in place, she takes a few steps back sizing him up before running up him
Persephone: Telegraphed!!!
James Peters: SHE WALKED RIGHT INTO A POWERSLAM LEON JUST DROVE HER INTO THE MAT WITH HER OWN MOMENTUM! WHAT A REVERSAL!! This is a great opening for further offense by the man who now hops on the apron looking down on McCall who’s holding her back and is already to a knee heading up. He smirks, diving in KNEES FIRST FOR A METEORAAAAA!!! THE MOVE CONNECTS AND EVERETT GOES DOWN AGAIN JUST AS HARD AS WITH THE POWERSLAM ONLY NOW HAVING TO FEEL LEON’S FULL WEIGHT ON HER!!
Rich Russillo: The fans are enjoying this back and forth between the two early on in this match but the official is already starting to count them both as they are on the outside!
Official: ONE! TWO!!
Rich Russilo: Leon being on his feet already moves to get Everett on her feet by the hair, he throws her against the apron before pushing her inside. He seems to consider going for a cover but opt against it before kicking at McCall and driving an elbow to her heart! She flinches from the pain as Leon is in command he moves her to a vertical base then whips her to a corner he runs right behind her AND CLOTHESLINES HER AGAINST THE CORNER! He throws a few more corner clotheslines to McCall who tries to protect herself and then a perfectly thrown European Uppercut gets her hands to drop to the sides. Dieter hops on the second rope, he holds McCall’s head with a hand, and calls for a 10 punch salute!!
Crowd: ONE! TWO!! THREE!!! FOUR!!!! FIVE!!!!! SIX!!!!!! SEVEN!!!!!!! EIGHT!!!!!!!! NINE!!!!!!!!!
Persephone: Look At McCall!!
James Peters: SHE GRABBED AT LEON AND LIFTED HIM OFF THE ROPES AS HE WAS ABOUT TO STRIKE THE TENTH PUNCH AND TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A POWERBOMB!!! WHAT A COUNTER BY McCALL WHAT AWARENESS ESPECIALLY SINCE SHE WAS GETTING STRUCK THE WAY SHE WAS!! SHE GOES FOR A COVER!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
Persephone: Wut? Just one??
James Peters: Seems so as Leon kicks out of the move almost hitting McCall in the head in the process!
Persephone: DISAPPOINTED!!!
Rich Russillo: You fancy yourself Kevin Sorbo now?
Persephone: If Hercules had been filmed with my Rexy instead of that Sorbo guy I would’ve watched that show a whole lot more.
Rich Russillo: How old was McAllister back in 1995?
James Peters: You can google it later Rich, right now we have a match to comment on and slowly both McCall and Leon are getting up to their feet. Leon, first he moves to ‘help’ Everett up before whipping her to the ropes. She hops on the second rope AND TAKES DOWN DIETER WITH A SPRINGBOARD BULLDOG!! DIETER MIGHT BE SEEING STARS AFTER THIS AS HE HOLDS HIS FACE WHILE HIS OPPONENT GETS TO HER FEET AND GOES TO THE ROPES AS HE GETS UP! McCALL JUMPS! HER ARMS AROUND DIETER’S NECK HE GOES DOWN WITH A TORNADO DDT!!! Everett in command of this match as she moves Leon to his feet and whips him into a corner. She charges at him BUT he stops her with a sudden oblique kick! She stumbles which allows him to TAKE HER FACE FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!!
Rich Russillo: McCall looks stunned as she is to her knees trying to gain her wits back as Dietr grabs at her and GOES FOR A TORNADO DDT OF HIS OWN THIS TIME USING THE ROPES TO SPRINGBOARD HIM TO THE CENTER OF THE RING! HE HOOKS THE LEGS!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Rich Russillo: Dieter denies her the win by kicking out!
Persephone: Closer, but not enough!
Rich Russillo: Indeed! A good string of offensive moves by Leon who showed he could pull off a good Tornado DDT just as well as McCall.
Persephone: Everything she can do, he can do better? Please.
James Peters: Digressing again you two! McCall is giving just as good a show tonight as Leon does it’s to a point one has to wonder who will come out on top.
Persephone: Doesn’t matter so long as it’s soon so we can move on to something else!
James Peters: Speaking of moving on both opponents are now on their feet throwing haymakers at one another then both dashes to the ropes they run at each other McCALL GETTING THE UPPER HAND WITH A HURRICANRANA!!!! She then whips Leon to a corner once he is back to his feet, she runs to him AND TAKES HIM DOWN WITH THE REVERSE FRANKENSTEINEEER!!! McCall is on the offensive and she is impressed with those moves as she quickly gets Dieter up he is standing there stumbling like a character in Mortal Kombat!
Rich Russillo: WOAH WAIT BACK IN THE RING LEON DIETER TAKES DOWN EVERETT WITH A SPINNING ROUNDHOUSE KICK RIGHT ON THE BUTTON! McCALL IS LAID DOWN LOOKING AT THE CEILING OF T-MOBILE CENTER. Dieter is on his feet once more looking down on McCall who is slow to get up she is on her hands and knees AND HE TAKES HER FLAT DOWN WITH A SWITCHBLADE KICK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! He turns her over and goes for a cover!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Persephone: Damn it.
Rich Russillo: Leon denies McCall a victory by kicking out of the manoeuver! That kick is sure to give her a headache in the morning.
James Peters: Well folks we have to take a short commercial break we’ll be right back Don’t Go Anywhere! Sunday Night Voltage and this match continue right after this!
( An ad for Bet99.net plays out featuring Ryan Wilson followed by a longer bit of advertisement for Shock Value sponsored by Marvel’s Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness in theatres May 4th. )
Persephone: I was hoping this match would be done by the time the ads are over! Fuck!
James Peters: We never know how long a match will last in EAW Persephone this is what makes this business so interesting!
Rich Russillo: In the meantime, both Leon Dieter and McCall Everett are giving quite a show to the live audience and those watching at home who we thank for being with us tonight! Leon on the offensive at the moment as he whips McCall i-no she grabs at his arm as she turns to face him. She quickly lifts a foot her boot goes to Dieter’s face as she drops to the floor INVERTED STOMP FACEBREAKER!! LEON DIDN’T EXPECT THAT ONE!! He’s holding his jaw and is still standing as McCall rolls to her feet then quickly rushes to the ropes she charges forth to Dieter and THROWS HERSELF INTO A FLYING WHEEL KICK THAT TAKES DOWN HER OPPONENT!! Quick thinking offense by the young competitor and she doesn’t seem to be done as she gets up and moves to Leon who is moving to his fee-HE DRIVES HIS LEG UP INTO A HIGH KNEE SURPRISING McCALL!! He quickly chains it up with a DOUBLE KNEE GUTBUSTER WHO SENDS EVERETT TO HER KNEES HOLDING HER STOMACH!
James Peters: She isn’t allowed much respite as Leon pulls her upward and grabs her by the waist THROWING HER OVERHEAD WITH A BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!! Leon is in with some good offensive manoeuvers now being in control of the match that the fans seem to enjoy!
Persephone: I don’t enjoy it!
Rich Russillo: You a fan? You stan for either of those?
Persephone: Pfsha! Please! I stan only for my Rexy we all know that!
James Peters: Leon quickly moves to his opponent kneeling atop of her and throwing some elbows and punches which she counters by reversing the position and being atop of Leon and throwing down with fists and elbows of her own! Both end up getting separated by the official and Leon tries to do a quick one on McCall! She trips Leon who lands into the middle ropes he looks dazed! Is she going to try the Tiger Feint Kick? The 819 if we play the area code thing since we’re Kansas City? She does! She rushes to the ropes and comes back! Holding onto the ropes she spins AND NAILS IT PERFECTLY! DIETER GOES DOWN AND McCALL GOES … To a corner? She hops to the top rope standing on the turnbuckle what is she doing? She waits for her opponent to stand up, he does so with a bit of lag to his movements AND SHE TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A DIVING DROPKICK!! THE MISSILE DROPKICK TAKES DOWN LEON DIETER! EVERETT WITH THE COVER!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Persephone: :francis:
Rich Russillo: Advance French Canadian language display by my colleague Persephone here it just shows you how much she’s bored if she does this. The problem is this match is not boring by no stretch of the imagination! Who will win this match? Will Everett get the Win? Will Leon turn the table and leave Chief city a winner? Leon is now back up to his feet he rushes to McCall who’s against the ropes SHE DUCKS LOW WITH THE ROPES AND DIETER STUMBLES DOWN AND TO THE OUTSIDE!! McCall quickly dashes to the ropes and GOES FOR AN ELBOW SUICIDA NAILING DOWN LEON! She quickly moves him into the ring she’s going for the Sit-out Shiranui!! SHE IS TRYING TO END IT NOW AND HOIST- HIGHWAY TO HELL!!!!
James Peters: THAT CAME OUT OF NOWHERE, AND NOW LEON HEADS UP TOP!! BARBAROSSA SPECIAL!!!! THE COVER BY LEON!!!!
Persephone: About time.
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRREEE!!!!
( DING! DING!! DING!!! )
(“Like a Stone” by Audioslave starts playing as Leon is getting his lead arm raised in victory by the official. McCall Everett rolls out of the ring in pain following the loss.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies And Gentlemen The Winner Of This Bout: LEON DIETER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
James Peters: That’s what I call getting even folks! Leon Dieter picks up the victory!
Rich Russillo: Both did incredibly well, McCall has nothing to be ashamed of but tonight was not meant to be.
(Voltage fades away from ringside as Leon Dieter celebrates his victory.)
(Voltage fades to a promotional ad for Shock Value, where Madison Kaline faces Mary S. Atlas in “Prods & Tasers Oh My!”)
(“O Fortuna” by Carl Orff played out in the speakers as Madison Kaline slowly walked out to the entrance ramp, a small confident grin on her face as the Hall of Famer was greeted by cheers from the crowd.)
James Peters: And here comes Madison Kaline to the ring, she has made sure to make her name known amongst everybody here in EAW, and even though she hasn’t been the most pleasant person about it, the crowd isn’t shy from giving her support.
Rich Russillo: It is because she is still a Hall of Famer after all, she has achieved a lot of accomplishments and it is valiant of her to come back once more to EAW to prove that she hasn’t lost a step, but now, it seems she is here to send a message to her Shock Value opponent, Mary S. Atlas.
(She made her way down the ramp and took a quick turn around in ringside, as she walked through, snatching the ring announcer’s microphone without even asking, before she entered the ring going up the stairs and through the ropes. She stood in the center as the music faded away and Madison’s confident grin slowly started to turn into a confused expression, seemingly deep in her thoughts before she began speaking.)
Madison Kaline: I won’t lie that I definitely have my head in other places. My priorities should lie at Reckless Wiring, for my match for the Universal Women’s Championship, and achieving the title and claiming myself as the best women’s wrestler across the years, causing terror on Andrea’s little world once more and making this all a full-circle moment for me but…there is this one roadblock in the way before we get to that coronation, and it has genuinely made me lose focus on Andrea, I have spent the entire week thinking about my match at Shock Value, and I still can’t wrap my head around the fact someone like Mary thinks it’s truly a good idea to step up and challenge me!
Madison Kaline: I am not really that much of a noble person, everybody here can attest to that, there was that little bit of kindness in my heart to give Mary that chance to fight me at Shock Value and give her the stage for her 15 minutes of fame but thinking deeper about it, today might as well be opposite day, I am feeling more giving than usual so Mary, it is pretty damn noble on my part to give you another chance, but it’s time for you to reconsider your decision and change your mind on this match, because everybody here knows that if we get in that ring together, I will simply embarrass you in front of everyone watching and your stupid friend Becca-
(“Nothing Helps” by ONE OK ROCK interrupts Madison mid-sentence as the crowd cheered as well in response to the music, Mary stepping out to the entrance ramp and shooting a glare at Madison.)
James Peters: It seems Mary isn’t in the best of moods after hearing that.
Rich Russillo: Of course, she and Becca have gone through a tough road together here in Voltage and it is no doubt that Mary must be pretty furious after having her friend be insulted like that.
Persephone: Really Rich??? Tell me more about it.
Rich Russillo: Oh well actually!-
Persephone: I don’t care.
Rich Russillo: :mjcry:
(Her expression was filled completely with anger as she started to slowly walk down the ramp as the music died down and Mary began talking.)
Mary S. Atlas: Don’t you even DARE utter Becca’s name in that tone, she is by miles a better person and even wrestler than you, because at least she wouldn’t back down from a challenge being given to her, you simply walked out here thinking I wouldn’t become angry about trying to cancel the match we two already set upon? You are trying to duck me! You are trying to do that in order to save yourself for your match against Andrea Valentine but really, you can’t back out now, you already accepted my challenge! And after all, who is really going to think you have a chance against Andrea after I humiliate you at Shock Value?
(Finally, Mary reached the ring and didn’t waste any time entering, getting right into Madison’s face and staring right at her in her eyes.)
Mary S. Atlas: Because we both know that it is exactly what is going to happen. After all the time of me and Becca being disrespected, not having my hard work be recognized, I am not letting any more of those things pass, especially not this. I’m going to seize the moment and take this match for myself, because it’s about time I show everyone around here the potential I have. The potential to beat someone like you, and really, it is no wonder you want to back out of facing me, if someone like me beat you in your big comeback conquest…you would run away from EAW just like you did last time.
(Mary lowered the microphone and the two of them stood in silence as a few “Ooooohhh’s” from Mary’s last line could be heard amongst the crowd. Madison stared back at Mary before slowly backing up to get some distance away from her and…she began to let out a few giggles, quickly covering her mouth to not break into laughter before composing herself and immediately raising her voice.)
Madison Kaline: Look at you go Superwoman! Flying right into the pit of danger for all the praise in the world, but how can you even be considered a hero by the public if you haven’t even achieved your cape yet? Sure, this people cheer you on because of how much courage you showed, by challenging me for a match! But…you are still just Mary S. Atlas, you are no Drake King, you are no Donovan Duke, hell, you aren’t even an Andrea Valentine, you are simply a waste of my time. You already had so many chances to prove to the world your potential or whatever, but every time something big is on the line, you crumble from the pressure and you can’t get the job done, it happened at King of Elite, it happened at Wicked Games, it even happened when you wrestled against Cleo…and Shock Value is going to be no exception.
Madison Kaline: For this match is big…for you, not for me. I am already a Hall of Famer and someone who helped pave the way for the women of today, for people like you! I have more than made a name for myself here in EAW and a victory against me would truly put you on the map Mary, but it’s not going to happen. I won’t lose to someone like Mary S. Atlas in any kind of universe, and that fact made me feel that tiny iota of kindness, to give you the chance to back away from this match but since you really insist on keeping it then there is no problem, I will just make an example of you to everybody else and send a message to Andrea.
(Madison lowered her own microphone and a few boos this time could be heard among the crowd because of what Madison said and Mary could only stare in silence, but that anger in her expression still stayed as she calmly responded.)
Mary S. Atlas (off-mic): Are you sure about that?
(Madison calmly gave a nod stepping forward again and staring directly at Mary once more with a lot of confidence this time but before she could even say anything-)
James Peters: MARY STRIKES MADISON IN THE HEAD WITH THE MICROPHONE!
Persephone: Finally, something interesting!
Rich Russillo: Mary couldn’t take anymore of Madison’s insults and she is making her pay, Madison fell down to the mat and Mary is now on top of her, delivering all kinds of strikes and forearms onto Madison’s face but before she can deliver anymore, Madison is able to free her arms and push Mary off of her as she retreats and quickly rolls out of the ring!
James Peters: Mary isn’t going to let her escape so easily! She quickly follows after her to the outside, rolling out of the ring as well and continuing to keep up with the strikes. Madison though starts striking back, throwing her own punches and slaps to make Mary back off as the crowd cheers from the brawl that is spilling out!
Rich Russillo: Mary goes to throw one last punch but Madison is able to catch it just in time! Madison pulls on Mary’s arm and tries to irish whip her and drive her shoulder first into the barricade!
Persephone: But Mary Shit Atlas reverses the irish whip and sends the old hag straight into the barricade instead!
James Peters: Mary falls back slowly towards the ring and she rests on the edge of it trying to catch her breath but she seems to turn her head towards…what’s under the ring? It seems something ended up catching her eye, she grabs the object and pulls it out to reveal-…NO!
Persephone: YES! KILL EACH OTHER!
Rich Russillo: MARY HAS DISCOVERED ONE OF THE CATTLE PRODS UNDER THE RING! Madison Kaline is still a bit winded from the crash she took into the barricade and this is a perfect time for Mary to send her own message! Madison just got up to her feet!
Persephone: COME ON!
James Peters: MARY STARTS STRIKING MADISON WITH THE CATTLE PROD! Each swing of it sends a shock to Madison’s body and she is wincing with every swing of the cattle prod, she is gritting her teeth in pain and laying against the barricade to not fall while Mary doesn’t let up, she goes to swing another time-
Rich Russillo: BUT THE CATTLE PROD GETS STUCK ON MADISON’S JACKET! Madison’s previous shocks were of just 1 or 2 seconds since they were simple swings, but right now the cattle prod got stuck on Madison’s body and she is receiving a long and continuous shock!
James Peters: Mary finally is able to get it unstuck and pulls away as Madison falls into the ground with her convulsing violently from the shock! :lupe:
Persephone: :mjlol2: :mjlol2: :mjlol2:
Rich Russillo: Mary drops the Cattle Prod to the ground and starts backing up to look at what she has done, Mary’s anger has been in full display today with her laying Madison Kaline out like that…wait…SHE ISN’T DONE YET-
James Peters: WELCOME TO MARYLAND!!!
Rich Russillo: Mary drives her knees right into Madison’s face and lays her out once more! Madison is planning to send a message to Andrea when she faces Mary at Shock Value, but it seems today that Mary has sent her own violent and savage message!
Persephone: That was genuinely…the best moment in the whole show, seeing that old hag flop around like a fish was so hilarious!
James Peters: You are really fucked up in the mind you know?
Persephone: And I want Rexy to be with me forever, your point?
James Peters: :wtf:
(“Nothing Helps” by ONE OK ROCK played up once more as paramedics quickly rushed down to ringside to check up on Madison, while Mary stood there in silence with a more calm but focused expression, she isn’t going to throw this opportunity away, no matter what. She then turned around and made her way up the ramp as Voltage faded away to elsewhere.)
(Voltage fades to a commercial for the Batman, in theaters this March.)
(Following a replay of last week’s attack on Mr. DEDEDE at the end of Sunday Night Voltage, the show returns with the crowd coming alive once ‘Red Criminal’ by The Oral Cigarettes begins to play and Hikari Kanno casually makes her way out into view as if the fact everyone just witnessed how she had DEDEDE hooked up to a car battery was something that shouldn’t be surprising.)
Bella Braxton: Please welcome to the ring at this time, Hikari Kanno!
James Peters: I don’t even know where to start with that replay :lupe:
Persephone: I do. The fact that so many people got involved as soon as they did to save DEDEDE was really unfortunate; he deserved to suffer just a little bit longer for making me listen to him go on and on and on these past few weeks when he’s been on the microphone.
Rich Russillo: Clearly, Hikari has plans of stopping nothing short of giving Mr. DEDEDE hell at Shock Value and if anyone thought that she was going to be trapped in there with him, they might want to reconsider the fact that Hikari is going to be capable of some vicious acts herself!
(Hikari has come down the ramp and up the steps to enter the ring, going across it to call for a microphone and berating the ringside staff member for not moving any faster. She kicks at the bottom rope in a threatening manner, seemingly annoyed as well, before turning to get back to the middle of the ring. After a sigh, a devious grin appears on Hikari’s face as she looks out at the crowd.)
Hikari Kanno: I have to say, seeing that back, it’s hard to remember a time that DEDEDE has ever looked better than he did when he was hooked up to those jumper cables, a bloody mess, and not having a fucking clue that something like that was coming. I guess you could say, it was a shock to his system :troll:! But did he not have it coming? No one can honestly say that he didn’t, that what I did wasn’t warranted after the absolute bullshit he’s tried to sling at me and hoping it’ll stick, after the way he’s cowardly tried to put himself above me from the moment he attacked me with no warning or tried to make me look like some timid cunt who wouldn’t fight him just before my match last week. Why would I even bother showing him that much respect when he never even planned on doing the same for me? I know that some people’s first assumptions are gonna be to call me a bitch, spineless, or even scared, all of which is laughable because let me make one thing very perfectly fucking clear: Ryan has only gotten back exactly what he’s given.
(It’s hard to argue against her when DEDEDE first responded with a Spear to Hikari, surprising her when he was originally listed as being scheduled to appear via satellite. He had then tried to bait her into a fight just before her match last week before Hikari would go on to finally get back at him with an attack of her own later on that night to end the show. And judging from the expression on Hikari’s face, even she knows this.)
Hikari Kanno: He’s the dumb fuck who really tried to take the challenge that I put out against him and thought he could look down on me, treat me like I’m just any fucking body. Him trying to dismiss the actual threat I obviously pose and telling me I can be easily replaced is the kind of shit he could get away with saying to Lucas Johnson, to Ryan Wilson because it actually applies to people like them – but for me?! Neither of them would’ve even thought to call out DEDEDE to make the kind of statement that I intend to and there are few in EAW overall who could actually achieve what I’ve set out to do. And now, DEDEDE knows that himself for a fact, that I’ll stop at nothing to get what the fuck I want, what I deserve and I dare anyone on the outside looking in to say that they’re still not convinced. But even then, you all have to understand that DEDEDE got off easy last week when that hardly even qualified as a preview of the shit that’s still to come his way and Shock Value is only going to prove to have been his own personalized hell for him to experience, assuming he’s actually good enough to make it there after what I’ve done to him. I’m taking him the fuck down, bringing the wheels of his pitiful act to a screeching halt, and he’s going to get stretchered the hell out of there regretting the day he stupidly decided to be the dumb fuck who thought he could get away with underestimating Hikari Kanno.
Hikari Kanno: I’m literally one of the fastest rising stars this company has ever had, and what I’ve seen from him in return these last few weeks is the appreciation I get? It’s fucking bullshit and Ryan knows it. He knows damn well that I’m one of the best things that have ever happened to EAW, period, so why shouldn’t I expect to be treated like it? I deserve the big matches, I deserve the opportunities, I deserve all the praise and all the glory – and everyone knows all of that even if they don’t want to outright admit it. I’m not going to let someone like him shit all over me when he’s become someone who’s tried to let nostalgia prop him up in this era, someone who knows that the only way he could try to present himself as a real threat against talent who can actually beat his into the ground is by sneak attack-
(Hikari is cut off by ‘Range Brothers’ by Baby Keem and Kendrick Lamar playing into the T-Mobile Center, and the crowd erupts as Mr. DEDEDE makes his way out after a moment. Hikari seems to be surprised at all that he’s making an appearance, a turn from the first time she wanted a face-to-face encounter with him. While it’s clear from the sight of him that DEDEDE has a number of stitches and bandaging on his forehead, he’s also understandably in no hurry after being electrocuted during last week’s attack.)
Persephone: I’m actually kind of pissed at Hikari, because if he’s still standing after the shit that she did to him last week, how the fuck is she supposed to kill him and make sure he stays down at Shock Value?!
James Peters: I don’t think she was actually trying to kill him-
Persephone: Sounds disappointing :francis:
James Peters: Can I finish? :mjpls: She was clearly just looking to send a message to him and I think it finally came across that she shouldn’t be overlooked or treated like she’s just some random person who just joined the roster who’s called Mr. DEDEDE out; she’s a threat and she knows it.
Rich Russillo: It’s kind of crazy though to imagine she went that far just last week; think of what could’ve happened if all those officials hadn’t shown up when they did. :lupe:
(Mr. DEDEDE comes up the stairs, a microphone in hand, and Hikari appears to be proud of herself as DEDEDE continues to take his time. It seems though, however, that the both of them can be sure that there won’t be any surprise attacks right now as neither of them even looks like they’re taking precautions seeing as how Hikari keeps her distance while DEDEDE gets into the ring unbothered. ‘Range Brothers’ cuts off as DEDEDE stands across from Hikari, the both of them looking at one another and that’s when Hikari speaks up first.)
Hikari Kanno: Oh wow, look at this. You actually bothered to meet me in the ring with a proper arrival this time, but only after I kicked your ass and fucked up your car. Are you sure you want to be out here right now? Looking the way you do after all that couldn’t be how you want the world to see you; you’re far from looking intimidating.
Mr. DEDEDE: Don’t go getting ahead of yourself, what you did last week should’ve only been expected after you’ve been getting bitched on the mic the past couple of weeks. But truthfully, I couldn’t give a shit. It was only a matter of time before Hikari Kanno finally fucking snapped and sought to send a message – not to me, but to everyone else watching – that she wasn’t in over her head and that she could get as nasty and as ruthless Ryan Adams is known to be. Even if it was only just something as cute as attaching me to jumper cables. I think I just find it funny that I actually managed to get under your skin and push you in that direction, when pushing people’s buttons and playing games to get them to act out or respond a certain way is usually IDOL-GUN’s whole objective especially when faced with actual threats. Here you had the whole world thinking that you were the one that I was trying to intimidate, but you finally, FINALLY showed the world who Hikari Kanno really is and I can’t thank you enough for doing the work for me. You’ve proven yourself to be someone who’s looking for confirmation that you still belong here, that you’re still worth the investment, that these people should believe that you’re still as impressive as you were perceived to be against such obviously lesser people like it was something to be proud of. And you knew the best way to do it was by getting yourself a match that no one expected when so many other options were available to you. You knew you had to come after me once you found yourself in a situation where being looked past and not cared for was your future, so you had to use me to make headlines you CLEARLY haven’t been making yourself.
Mr. DEDEDE: I mean, I’m pretty used to it by now. People wanting to try to get one over on me and aiming to make me look weak like I couldn’t possibly be prepared for the shit that I’ve put into place myself, and the motive never changes. It’s all about wanting to cut Gawd at the knees and bringing him to kneel before landing that death blow that’s going to somehow shatter an entire legacy, somehow make the entire world think “less” of me for one reason or another as if I haven’t ever had the entire world despise for some of the shit I’ve done on internationally broadcasted shows. One second I’m a coward that’s not worth the credit I’ve obtained, the next I’m a nostalgia act who needs to be put the fuck down and never glorified ever again, when before all of that I was a huge stepping stone for you until you felt like your ego took a punch before I even said a fucking word – you’ve spent more time trying to figure me out and convince the world that you’d done exactly that. But I know who you are, Hikari, and who you are is-
Hikari Kanno: Who the fuck I am is the bitch who’s going to dispose of you at Shock Value in your little Electric Wallz Match, and you had better start to accept it. You want to try to play last week off as if it was all something you pushed me toward like I’m not in control of my own actions, as if this has all been playing out exactly as you intended like you’re actually God – but that’s just you wanting to come off like you’re actually in control when you know you’re on a course to do nothing more than get brought down. You need to feel like you’re in control and need the rest of the world to think that because if you don’t present all of this that way, you don’t come off as impressive or as big and bad. Instead, you’d just seem like every other overconfident fuck I’ve come across who honestly knows that they’re set to get exposed and is just too upset to admit it publicly because it’s just too much of a blow to their protected ego to accept. You’re going to have no choice but to accept it though, that I was better and that I was worth all that I said I am.
(DEDEDE looks away from Hikari and to the camera, making sure that it catches his unimpressed expression and he clearly couldn’t be more unaffected by her words. In some form or fashion, he’s heard plenty of this before from multiple people, but Hikari doesn’t sound any less sure of herself or any less confident than she has over the past couple of weeks.)
Hikari Kanno: That’s who the world is going to know me as and it’s all going to come at your expense. I would have no hesitation about doing what I did to you in the parking lot a second time and then turning around to do it in the Electric Wallz Match, because there’s not been a thing about you that’s been intimidating. I called for this match for a reason and I’m going to see it through for the victory that I was set on from the moment I decided that you were going to be the opponent I would defeat. I’m not going to let you stand in the way of me accomplishing that and proving to the world that I’m just that fucking good; I might as well have taken own myself out for those few short months because there sure as fuck wasn’t anyone else who could have EVER truly brought me down, and you’re not gonna be the one who does it now. You think you’ve got my number or that you’ve got me with my guard down but I’m the one who brought all of this together, it’s been because of me you’ve been resorting to the shit that you have – and now it’s going to be because of me that the rest of EAW and the world all end up knowing that you’re no one to be concerned with or frightened over. I’m sure it eats away at you already that you’re starting to become “just another win” for talent to get one over on these days, but that’s not going to be something you have to worry about much longer, because I’m gonna be the final nail in your coffin.
Mr. DEDEDE: In a fight that you aren’t even sure you can win? You-
Hikari Kanno: You can fuck right off with that. I know I can win and you aren’t going to say shit that’s going to get me to think or feel otherwise. You might need to tell everyone else that so that maybe they’ll actually be on your side, actually be convinced that you aren’t about to be just another person for me to hold a win over, but I’m not falling for that shit. Honestly, I expected better out of you and it’s fucking disappointing as hell to know that this is the shit I’ve got to deal with; I could’ve chosen to face Ms. Extreme if I wanted to watch someone struggle with knowing that they’re on the verge of becoming nothing but fodder for everyone else and then act desperate to play off what might as well be inevitable. But this match? The more you talk, the more I’ve dealt with you, the more it seems like it’s just going to be a mercy killing once I’m finished with you and I know I’m going to be celebrated for it when Shock Value comes to pass. I’ll practically be a hero for the shit I do to you at Shock Value and then people will know – this company will know – just who exactly the premier alpha female talent really is around here, and it sure as fuck isn’t your whore of a wife.
(While Hikari is smirking, DEDEDE merely rolls his eyes and sighs. His shoulders sagging as he shakes his head, seemingly not at all interested in what Hikari’s had to say.)
Mr. DEDEDE: Is that really the best that you can do? Because there are far too many people to name that will bring up me and Kassidy to use against us with their dying breath, and it’s never going to get the reaction that any of you want. You say you want to stand out, say that you’re not like so many others, but then what do you do? You go for the low-hanging fruit, the common bullshit that scores well with the cunts who wish they had the chance to talk that kind of shit to me while Kassidy’s nowhere in sight and out of immediate reach knowing they don’t have to expect repercussions at her hands, and you show just how fucking plain you really are. But because IDOL-GUN brought in some revenue I’m supposed to treat you differently? What you bitches have made me by the end of the month, I’ve already doubled or tripled well before it’s even over – but thanks for the chump change, I guess. And after Shock Value, it’ll be back to facing off against the chumps you can’t stand to find yourself in the ring with knowing that it’s right where you belong.
Mr. DEDEDE: You think this is going to be your ticket away from all of that, but after everything that’s been said about what you think you’re owed or deserve, what this really is is you wanting someone to tell you that you’re worth it. For as great you love to make yourself out to be, what you’re seeking is validation for the same motherfuckers that you’ve trashed time and time again no matter where they rank on the ladder because you need their acknowledgment. By demanding this match, you might as well have just said outright that you want daddy Gawd to practically sit you on his lap and pat you on the head telling you that you’ve done a good job, telling you that you really are worth more than what the world’s been convinced of. But the sad fact is that it’s absolutely no coincidence that your even greater desperation for approval is all coming because of your lackluster season so far, off the heels of not seeing the success you did in your bare tag team division. You’re gonna undoubtedly try to prove that you’re full of surprises, that there’s so much more than what we’ve seen out of you already, and try to say I should be concerned about that, but I’m not someone who regularly leaves shit to go unaccounted for – and it takes even more for someone to see their way past that. And what you’re trying to see your way past right now is a pecking order, failing to understand that there’s a reason why you feel so fucking trapped facing off against people who you say often open up the shows or find themselves dropped somewhere at random in the middle of the card for no one to give a shit about: it’s where you belong because that’s where you built yourself up to have thrived at no one else’s convenience but your own.
Mr. DEDEDE: You know the sad fact is that I didn’t need this match, but you sure as fuck did to save your lackluster season and you puffed up your chest enough to try to make it seem like you’re owed any of this. But all you’re owed now is a brutal beating that looks incomparable to any of the shit that you’ve been through, knowing damn well that none of them could ever truly match me and you know just as much that you’re taking one hell of a leap just to say you so much as even got to FINALLY be in the ring against someone like me-
Hikari Kanno: Fuck you, Ryan. I don’t have to listen to any more of this shit. I’ve been hearing it for weeks now and I’m not about to stand here and listen to it again. You might enjoy it, but I’m beyond just standing around while you get off on berating me like I’m not better than all the garbage coming from you.
(Hikari throws her microphone down at DEDEDE’s feet and turns away, starting toward the ropes while DEDEDE laughs as he follows just behind her.)
Mr. DEDEDE: What you’ve been hearing is nothing but the truth, Hikari, and you know it. You can try to walk away from confronting it but you won’t be able to walk away accepting it after Shock-
James Peters: HIKARI TURNS AROUND AND TAKES MR. DEDEDE DOWN WITH A SPEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAR!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: HIKARI JUST TOOK DOWN THE CHAIRMAN!!!!
(Just when it seemed that Hikari was about to take her leave, she whirled right back around to lay DEDEDE out on the mat. While she kneels over him, the raucous crowd watches on in apparent disbelief over the fact that Hikari just put down DEDEDE, once again at a moment when he least expected it and all DEDEDE can do is lay on the mat with his arms wrapped around himself in obvious pain that’s only heightened from last week’s vicious assault at the hands of Hikari. She grabs his microphone from the mat before getting to her feet, standing over DEDEDE.)
Hikari Kanno: The only one who won’t be doing any running from the truth any longer is you, Ryan, and it’s that all you are now – all that you are for me – is nothing but a launching pad for getting what I want, what me, you and everyone else know I have always deserved. And that’s what’ll get proven. See you at Shock Value, cunt.
(Hikari drops her microphone on DEDEDE and takes a moment to raise her head to look out around the crowd. A smirk appears on her face before she walks away, exiting from the ring while ‘Red Criminal’ begins to play.)
James Peters: This Electric Wallz Match is going to be intense and insane; I don’t know if I should be excited or concerned!
Rich Russillo: And that goes for the both of them. They know that neither of them has any reason to hold back, and everyone else knows it just as much. I think we’re in for what could be a gruesome match knowing these two!
Persephone: If by gruesome you mean that one of them or both of them will end up dying, then I’m all for it; the fewer people around here that force me to sit through these boring-ass shows is only for the better :blessed:!!
James Peters: Regardless of who wins, I’m sure that the both of them aren’t going to be leaving from Shock Value the same way that either of them will be going in one way or another.
(Hikari has made her way up to the ramp and to the stage, a slick smirk still residing on her face while Mr. DEDEDE has turned himself over on his side on the mat, looking up the ramp at Hikari with a glare. On Hikari’s smug expression, fully aware of what she’s done and showing not the slightest bit of regret, the scene fades out.)
(Voltage fades to a promotional ad for Shock Value, where Hikari Kanno faces Mr. DEDEDE in Electric Wallz.)
JAY JERRY JOHNSON & ARIA WIN, JJJ ATTACKS ARIA AND ALEX MYERS AFTERWARDS – TBP ASAP
(The camera cuts backstage to Captain Charisma sitting in his office, presumably getting the final touches ready for Shock Value next week. He’s looking at some paperwork when he hears a knock at the door.)
Captain Charisma: Come in.
(Seconds later, the door opens and we see Drake King enter the office and we can hear the crowd loudly booing in the background. Drake has a scowl on his face and it’s obvious he’s in a bad mood. But what else is new?)
Captain Charisma: Have a seat, Drake.
(Drake is obviously annoyed that he is even here to begin with, but he obliges and takes a seat in the chair in front of Captain Charisma’s desk.)
Captain Charisma: Drake, I brought you in here today because you have a choice to make right here and right now.
Drake King: I have no idea what you are talking about. I don’t think there’s any choice to make at all.
Captain Charisma: That’s where you’re wrong. You do have a choice to make.
(Drake gives Captain Charisma a look of confusion…or Drake thinks that the old man is losing it. We aren’t sure.)
Captain Charisma: You see, Drake. From a legal standpoint, you are very well within your rights to have a restraining order against Minerva. But Minerva is also a legally contracted employee of Elite Answers Wrestling and she has the legal right to work in this company.
Drake King: Umm…ok? So what’s your point, or is there even a point to all this?
Captain Charisma: If you will calm your ass down, I’ll tell you what the point is. The point of all this is that something has got to give within this situation. As far as I see it, there are three possible ways that this whole thing can go.
Drake King: I can’t wait to hear this. What exactly are those choices, pray tell?
Captain Charisma: First, you can request a trade to another brand so you don’t have to worry about Minerva. Second, you can ask for your release from Elite Answers Wrestling so you can….
Drake King: Yeah those aren’t going to happen in a million years. I am the Savior of Elite Answer Wrestling and I am needed here on Voltage where things are at their worst. I’m not leaving.
Captain Charisma: Then there’s always the last option.
Drake King: Which is?
Captain Charisma: You drop this silly restraining order against Minerva and let her get back to work.
(Drake gets a look of stunned disbelief on his face after hearing that last option.)
Drake King: Oh no. No no no. Not gonna happen. You can forget it.
Captain Charisma: Honestly, I could give two fucks less about which choice you pick, but I am going to guarantee you something, Drake. No matter what option you choose, Minerva is STAYING on Voltage and she WILL be competing at Shock Value next week.
Drake King: Wait a second! None of the choices really benefit me.
Captain Charisma: That’s your opinion. Sucks to suck, I guess.
(Drake has finally had enough. He is outraged at this whole situation and at Captain Charisma for even considering Drake make a choice.)
Drake King: This is unbelievable, even for you. Why would you even think about offering that kind of ultimatum to someone like me? This is completely unfair. It’s absurd. It’s unthinkable. Don’t you care about how I feel about this whole situation? I already told you that EAW needs me. I can’t just leave this brand to die, and you know that. How in the world can I make EAW a better place if one of my choices is to leave the company? How can I save the company if I have to worry about getting beaten to a pulp by that woman everywhere I go? Are you completely losing it? I’m not leaving the company. I’m NOT leaving Voltage and I’m NOT dropping the restraining order against Minerva. You can forget it. That. Is. Final.
(Captain Charisma is just sitting back and absorbing what Drake has to say while he lets Drake throw his little temper tantrum and get everything out of his system. When Drake finishes his tirade, Captain Charisma takes a deep breath before speaking.)
Captain Charisma: You done?
Drake King: For now.
Captain Charisma: Let me ask you something.
(Drake raises an eyebrow wondering what he could possibly even ask.)
Captain Charisma: Drake….
Drake King: Oh what is it?
Captain Charisma: Am I actually supposed to give a shit about all this or not?
(Drake’s jaw drops and he has a look of shock on his face wondering how this man could have the audacity to say that to him.)
Drake King: Hold on a second. What is that supposed to mean?
Captain Charisma: It means, Drake, that this is all YOUR fault.
Drake King: MY FAULT?!? What do you mean “my fault”?
Captain Charisma: In my opinion, you brought all of this on yourself. You made your bed in regards to the mess you put yourself in and you’re going to have to lie in it at some point. Sooner rather than later. Look at the way you’ve been avoiding Minerva ever since King of Elite. The way you’ve been handling your business truly shows what kind of person you’ve turned out to be. You’ve turned out to be such a spineless and gutless coward!
(After hearing that last remark, Drake is seething angry! He’s trying to do anything he can to not go ballistic on Captain Charisma. Drake is clutching onto the arms of the chair so tight that his knuckles are turning white. Captain Charisma sees that and has a smirk on his face.)
Captain Charisma: Calm down, Drake. I don’t understand why you are getting so angry like that. Your face is starting to turn blood red.
Drake King: Don’t be condescending. You just called me a spineless coward and you wonder why I am getting angry.
(Captain Charisma stands up and looks down at Drake before simply shrugging.)
Captain Charisma: What can I say? Your actions speak much louder than your words.
(Drake has had enough and he throws his hands in the air in frustration. Captain Charisma is doing all he can not to burst out laughing.)
Drake King: Isn’t this all just great? Are you pretty much telling me that I have absolutely no right in taking action to protect myself against a vindictive madwoman who brutally attacked me at King of Elite?
(Captain Charisma just rolls his eyes at all the drama coming from Drake and he just about had enough of all of his bullshit.)
Captain Charisma: For the love of gawd, Drake, set it to music. I’m tired. No! I’m exhausted with all this.
Drake King: Then why are you getting so heated about a little restraining order to protect your star on Voltage?
(Captain Charisma has finally had enough as he pounds his fists into the desk.)
Captain Charisma: THAT’S IT! I’ve put up with your bullshit long enough tonight! I’ve tried my hardest to be diplomatic in getting this whole disaster taken care of with you. What you heard earlier was nowhere close to an ultimatum. Now you’ve got one.
(Drake doesn’t say a word as he can’t take his eyes off Captain Charisma. Both men are now angry. Captain Charisma angry with frustration of how big of a pain Drake is and Drake angry with all the disrespect he has endured recently.)
Captain Charisma: I’m telling you right now that you are going to drop that restraining order against Minerva or you are going to be banned from Shock Value!
Drake King: Banned?!?!? You can’t ban me. I’m competing at Shock Value.
Captain Charisma: Not if you get banned, you won’t. Let me say this again. You drop the restraining order against Minerva or I ban you from Shock Value. That would mean that I would award your match to Xander Payne by default which would mean you would become the newest member of the Payne Association… Brigade… whatever the fuck it’s called this week.
Drake King: How can you do that? That is not what you said in the beginning! You said I could go to another brand.
Captain Charisma: Well now I’ve just changed my mind. Because you’ve reminded me how useless it is to try and use reason with you. You’re stubborn and you’re pigheaded.
Captain Charisma: Are you completely oblivious to the fact that the EAW legal team could undo that dumbass restraining order of yours without breaking a sweat? Not only that, they could have your ass thrown out the door and out of EAW so fast your head would spin. I tried my best to give you the benefit of the doubt. I was hoping to see you do the right thing for once. Of course, I have wasted my time yet again, so this is the way it’s going to have to be.
(Drake takes several deep breaths, trying to calm himself down, but he knows his hands are tied. Captain Charisma has won this one.)
Drake King: …fine.
Captain Charisma: What was that?
Drake King: I said FINE! I will drop the restraining order so that the orange-haired heathen can compete at Shock Value.
(Captain Charisma gives a small knowing smile as Drake quickly realized that he was up the creek without a paddle.)
Drake King: But I promise you that nothing good will come out of this. Mark my words, Captain Charisma. Absolutely NOTHING!
(Captain Charisma rolls his eyes again as he is getting tired of Drake being over dramatic.)
Captain Charisma: Alright. You can go. See you at Shock Value.
(Drake glares at Captain Charisma for a few seconds longer before leaving the office. Once CC hears the door slam, he lets out a sigh of relief and he sits back down at his desk as the scene fades elsewhere.)
(The camera fades to the outside of a fancy beautiful restaurant. The shot lingers before fading into the restaurant where we see Johnny Andrews, Solomon Stane, and Trixie sitting at the table toasting each other. Johnny, and Trixie have wine, while Solomon has decided to go with beer. They are laughing and smiling having a good old time. Johnny notices the camera, and gives a smile before tasting his wine, and putting it down on the table.)
Johnny Andrews: As you can see, we are not at Voltage tonight as scheduled. Aw I know, I know you’re all devastated that you aren’t going to be able to see your favorite Elitists up close and personal. There is a reason that we decided to not show up, and simply put, it just doesn’t feel like we’re welcome, nor is there a reason for us to put our time and energy into that show. Originally we were scheduled to be there in person to pick the stipulation for the match at Shock Value, but seeing as Captain Charisma is an egomaniac that seems to need the spotlight at all times, it has already been chosen, and we have no business to attend to on that show. As devastated as you all are, I cannot stress enough, that you should blame Captain Charisma for all your despair. Captain Charisma seems to have gotten a little overzealous the other day, and decided it himself, so instead, we came here. Now while it would have been fun to see Kirk and Shane react to their death sentence in person, it’s just as well that it went down this way. With the two of us showing up to Voltage, there was a very good possibility that the two of you wouldn’t have even made it to Shock Value. Perhaps it was a tactic strategy from Captain Charisma, as he has no faith in the chances of your win come Shock Value. But hey, it is what it is, we’ll get our hands on you when we’re good and ready. Captain Charisma might’ve dictated what match we participate in under his own will, but that won’t have any effect on the outcome of the match. Either way, we were going to win regardless.
(Johnny looks over in Solomon’s direction and puts out a hand indicating that he is done talking. Johnny then reaches for his wine glass, and continues to sip it down)
Solomon Stane: That’s right. Neither Johnny or I are worried about a stipulation such as Electric Floorz. All that does is make us want to toss the two of you out of the ring, and watch you suffer. And that’s what you would deserve for wasting our time. Actually entertaining the idea that you have a chance in hell to actually win a match against us. It’s just a ridiculous thing to have pop inside your head, but then actually verbalize it? The audacity. The entire world knows that you two are severe underdogs going into Shock Value, and there is no way around that. Don’t get it twisted, I know March Madness is fast approaching, and cinderella stories are in the air. It’s not unheard of for a team that has no business winning, actually doing it against a much better, more talented opponent. But don’t get any ideas, that’s not what this match is going to be. It’s cut and dry, you two are beneath us, and you will remain beneath us. We are out to get something you two already have had, and that’s a shot at the Unified Tag Team Championships. It doesn’t matter if it’s Ice Aces, or the Haircare Kings after Dia Del Diablo, we want our chance.
(Solomon looks over at Trixie and gives her a wink. Trixie giggles, and covers her face a little.)
Johnny Andrews: And that is the motivating factor in us accepting this match in the first place. Staking our claim to being the best team in EAW, not that you really stack up, but to shut you up, it has to be done. After you, we’re going right for the heads of the self-proclaimed greatest tag team of all time, in The High Rollerz. There is no better way for us to stake our claim to those belts than by knocking off former contenders, even if that’s still a bit laughable that you even held that claim even now. Then after we take care of you worthless pieces of shit, we’re following it up with the biggest victory of our tag team careers at Reckless Wiring. Because see we deserve better than you two. We deserve to be in the ring with the so-called best of the best, teams such as the High Rollerz. They might be has-beens, but they have accomplished a lot in this business. The record holders for Unified Tag Team Championships won, and taking them out will mean a hell of a lot more than taking you two out. They actually have prestige to their names, and even though they haven’t been around for years, and it’s probably all for show at this point, it doesn’t matter. At this point, nobody think’s that you have any shot of actually being successful. Us winning this match in the grand scheme of things will do nothing for our career. No one will ever remember that Kirk Redwood, and Shane Gates were actually a team in the first place. It will just be another failed tag team experiment that disappeared with the sands of time.
Solomon Stane: The two of us are on the rise in EAW, meanwhile Shane has been stagnant for yeras, and Kirk Redwood is likely going to suffer the same fate now that he’s got that stench attached to him. Shane Gates will be the anchor tied to your ankles, making you never reach the potential that you seem to think that you have. This is nothing more than a losing battle and we are going to make you suffer come Shock Value. Re-evaluate whether or not the tag team division is for you. Like now, because after Shock Value, you won’t even be able to do that much thinking on your own. But enjoy the few remaining days you have left with hope in your lives because that is going to be taken away from you quite quickly. After our match you will be out of the title picture completely, and forever. The same title picture that you should never have been in, in the first place. But it really doesn’t make a difference in the end since, as usual, you lost as soon as you were given an opportunity to prove yourselves.
Johnny Andrews: We are about to take the tag team division by storm like never before. Going on a rampage against teams that think they have a stranglehold on the division. I just want to know who else thinks they can stop us? There’s a lot of talking heads that seem to think that they’re the be-all, end-all of tag-team wrestling, but it’s simply not the case. Once we make our mark, and firmly insert ourselves into the title picture, we aren’t going to make the same mistakes that you two made, because we’re superior talents. We’re worth far more than you two ever have been, or ever will be. None of this is even debatable. It speaks volumes that we’re already looking forward past you two, or it should anyway.
Solomon Stane: So when it’s all said and done, and you embarrassed yourself yet again at FPV, just remember that we told you so. Not only did we tell you so, but at that point you should reconsider everything just like we said in the beginning. Don’t continue this charade. Don’t act like you have a chance to survive in this world. You two came together out of a punishment, and you tried to make it work. But at the end of the day, putting together to people that couldn’t make it on their own, really doesn’t mean anything. You will disappear, never to be heard from again, and we will go onto be recognized as the best tag team this company has ever seen. We will move onto the High Rollerz, beat them, move onto whoever the Unified Tag Team Champions are, and beat them too. And that’s it.
(Johnny waves goodbye as the waitress comes by with a basket of bread. Trixie takes a piece and tears some off, and feeds it to Solomon. The camera fades to black as they continue to enjoy themselves.)
(Voltage fades back to ringside, and Bella Braxton is shown inside the ring as the camera pans to her)
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A SINGLES MATCH, SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
(The crowd cheers, then “Bad Man” by Blues Saraceno begins to play and the cheers turn to a sour boo. Kirk Redwood and Shane Gates enter at the top of the key and Kirk shows his fists into the camera. A flicker of cheers can be heard through the primarily negative reaction.)
Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST, WRESTLING OUT OF BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTS! WEIGHING IN AT 210 POUNNDSSS, KIRKKKKKK “UNKILLABLE” REDWOOODDDD!!!
Rich Russillo: A man who has been taking Voltage by storm, Kirk Redwood really is as tough as they come! It’s hard to find my cut from his cloth these days and he’s shown that he may still be in the early stages of his career, but he’s still out to achieve greatness and rule this brand. Swangin’ and bangin’ his way to the top of Voltage with Shane Gates by his side.
James Peters: Well, he’s still got a long way to go. This is after all the greatest and most competitive brand in all of EAW, so Kirk Redwood’s going to have to go through hell before even coming close to touching the greats of this brand-
Persephone: He sucks and isn’t ever getting close to the top of any brand. He’s got one of EAW’s biggest fucking losers by his side, he’s doomed.
(“Brave Shine” by Aimer takes over the sound as cheers ensue and the freshly debuted Haruka Kashimashi makes her way onto the stage, enthusiastically waving to the fans and jumping around the stage.)
Persephone: AND HER OPPONENT- A FUCKING LOSER!
Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING HER OPPONENT- WEIGHING IN AT 128 POUNDSSS! WRESTLING OUT OF SAPPORO, HOKKAIDOOOOO!!!! HARUKAAAAAAA KASSHIIMMMASSHHIIIIIIII!!!!
James Peters: This woman made her debut against Mary Atlas last week, she may not have picked up the win, but she still made her mark and showed the world she is a big acquisition for EAW! It’s here where she can mold all this talent and become one of the best in the world, it’s here where she’ll make or break her career as a wrestler! Haruka Kashimashi has another big chance tonight to gain her first win in EAW and start that snowball of momentum that will lead her into her future heading into the end of season 15 of EAW!
(Haruka Kashimashi rolls into the ring and throws her t-shirt to the fans as she bounces around and calls for the match to begin.)
DING! DING! DING!
James Peters: We’re off! Haruka Kashimashi and Kirk Redwood as Shane Gates stands ringside for his partner! Here we go as both competitors race out of the corner and Kirk is able to use his strength to muscle Haruka back and get her into the corner. Kirk tries to unload with hooks to the body, but she blocks them and lands a quick jab of her own to the face of Redwood! Haruka with a sharp jap and then she’s met with a jab from Kirk! These two trading punches in the corner!
Rich Russillo: Kirk with a knee to the midsection- Haruka shakes it off like it’s nothing and headbutts Redwood with force! He’s backed up to the middle of the ring as Haruka storms after him, but Redwood stops her with a mean chop to the chest! A stinging chop to the chest as Kirk now fires another one! Two blistering chops straight to the chest! Now a stiff European uppercut dazes Haruka Kashimashi and she wobbles around the ring! Kirk Redwood bounds off the ropes and-
James Peters: HARUKA WITH A DROPKICK TO THE TEETH! She dropkicked the face of Redwood and he hits the mat with a thud! What athleticism from Haruka as she bounces back up to her feet gets the crowd up with her! She is a fireball of talent and energy, this woman! Now Kirk manages to get back up and Haruka lands her own chop to the chest! A nasty chop from Haruka, giving Kirk a taste of his own medicine and now he goes for a lariat! She ducks under it, sweeping him down to his feet with wonderful technique! NOW LIFTING HER LEG FOR AN AXE KICK-
Persephone: And he rolls out of the way, he saw it coming from a million miles away it was never going to land, dumb bitch!
Rich Russillo: Managing to evade it, he gets back to his feet and lands a nasty hook to the ribs of Haruka, now a right uppercut to her chin that stuns her! Now grabbing her arm and locking her in suplex position! KIRK LIFTS HER UP AND NOW OVER THE ROPE, HE’S GOT HER HOISTED IN THE AIR! NO! HARUKA MANAGED TO GET ONTO THE APRON AND SAVE HERSELF! NOW SNAPPING A KICK OVER THE TOP ROPE AND ROCKING KIRK REDWOOD! WHAT IS SHE THINKING NOW?! WHAT THE-
James Peters: OH MY LORDY!
Rich Russillo: SHE SPRINGS OVER THE TOP ROPE AND TWISTS IN MIDAIR- NOW LAUNCHING OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE WITH A SPRINGBOARD MOONSAULT THAT LEVELS KIRK REDWOOD! WOW! WHAT A DISPLAY FROM HARUKA AS SHE NOW TRIES TO COVER KIRK FOR THE PIN! SHANE GATES CAN’T BELIEVE IT!
ONE!
James Peters: A quick kickout from Kirk! It’ll take much more to keep him down, but she’s rolling right now and Kirk is in trouble! Haruka now to the other side of the ring, she’s charging up for something big- but Kirk Redwood wisely rolls out of the ring. He rolls into the arms of Shane Gates, who tries to assist his partner.
Rich Russillo: This is a smart tactic from Redwood, disrupt this momentum by using his tag team partner and gain some wherewithal back. It doesn’t look like he’ll have much peace out there though! HARUKA KASHIMASHI GOES OFF THE ROPES AND FLIES THROUGH THE OTHER SIDE WITH A SUCIIDE DIVE- BUT GATES SHOVED KIRK OUT OF THE WAY! SHANE GATES PUSHES HIS PARTNER ASIDE AND TAKES THAT BRUTAL DIVE FROM HARUKA!
James Peters: SHE GETS UP AND KIRK REDWOOD SMASHES HER FACE INTO THE RING POST! HARUKA SPILLS TO THE GROUND AS KIRK NOW UNLOADS WITH SHOTS TO HER BODY AND FACE! HE’S UNLEASHING EVERYTHING HE’S GOT AS HE TRIES TO BEAT THE HOLY HELL OUT OF HARUKA ON THE OUTSIDE! KIRK NOW PICKS HER UP AND RUNS HER OVER THE BARRICADE INTO THE TIMEKEEPERS AREA! SHE WENT FLYING TO THE FLOOR AND HIT HARD AS KIRK NOW GOES TO CHECK ON HIS PARTNER!
Rich Russillo: Shane Gates was hit hard, but he’s coming to as he sits against the barricade. He urges Kirk to keep his eye on the ball as Kirk Redwood turns his attention back to Haruka. He approaches the barricade- SHE COMES FROM BEHIND THE BARRICADE, JUMPING ON TOP OF IT, RUNNING OFF OUR TABLE AND LEAPING TOWARDS KIRK REDWOOD!! SHE DOES A SPIRAL TAP OFF OUR TABLE ON THE FLOOR THAT BRINGS KIRK DOWN AS THIS ARENA EXPLODES FOR HARUKA!
(They chant loudly for her as she grabs her back and winces in pain, but nods her head in acknowledgment of her supporters.)
James Peters: ATHLETICISM AND ABILITY LIKE THAT IS GENERATIONAL! WHAT A MOVE! SHE GETS HIM BACK UP AND THROWS HIM BACK INTO THE RING, SLIDING UNDER THE BOTTOM ROPE AND REALIZING THAT NOW IS THE TIME TO TAKE ADVANTAGE! HARUKA GOES FOR AN AXE KICK TO THE MIDSECTION OF THE DOWNED KIRK REDWOOD AND IT LANDS FLUSH AS IT NEARLY CUTS HIM IN HALF! SHE DROPS DOWN FOR THE COVER ON THE INJURED KIRK REDWOOD!
ONNNEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOO!!!!
Rich Russillo: A STRONG KICKOUT FROM KIRK, THIS ONE MORE LABORED THAN THE LAST THOUGH! HARUKA HAS TAKEN THE REINS AND SHE KNOWS THIS COULD BE HER MOMENT! THIS COULD BE HER FIRST WIN IN EAW AND WHAT A MOMENT THAT WOULD BE FOR SUCH A SPECIAL COMPETITOR! SHE HEADS TO THE TOP ROPE, QUICKLY ASCENDING THE TURNBUCKLES, WINCING IN PAIN AND BREATHING HEAVILY, BUT STILL GETTING UP THERE! SHE’S IN THE FLIGHT ZONE!
Persephone: SHE BETTER BE CAREFUL A JET DON’T HIT HER UP THERE!
James Peters: WHAT!?
Rich Russillo: HERE SHE GOES-
James Peters: KIRK REDWOOD JUMPS TO THE TOP ROPE, WOW! HE BOX JUMPED ONTO THE TOP ROPE AND IT WOBBLED THE BALANCE OF HARUKA! HE HOOKS THE ARM AND HOISTS HER UP!!! NOW BRINGING HER CRASHING DOWNNNNNNN WITH A THUNDEROUS SUPERPLEX THAT SHOOK THE ENTIRE RING! SHANE GATES JUST BLEW A GASKET WATCHING THAT AS KIRK NOW GETS UP TO HIS FEET!
Persephone: HE FINALLY DOES SOMETHING AND LIFTS HER UP INTO TOMBSTONE POSITION! HE RUNS ACROSS THE RING AND SHAKES THE SKULL AGAINST THE CANVAS WITH A “DOWN TO HELL” TOMBSTONE DRIVER! OH MY GOD, KIRK WITH A HUGE MOVE AS HE NOW DROPS INTO THE COVER! HE’S GOT IT!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!
TWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEE!!!
Rich Russillo: KICKOUT! WOW! A KICKOUT FROM HARUKA AS IT SEEMED LIKE SHE WAS DONE!
(The crowd explodes in cheers as Haruka stil lays still and Kirk throws his hands in the air.)
James Peters: KIRK THOUGHT THAT WAS IT, HE THOUGHT IT WAS OVER!
Persephone: SO DID I! DAMNIT!
Rich Russillo: KIRK THOUGHT HARUKA WAS DONE FOR, BUT SHE’S STILL GOT A DOG IN THIS FIGHT! HE CAN’T BELIEVE IT AND SHANE GATES IS SHOUTING AT THE REFEREE TO RING THE BELL, BUT SHE CERTAINLY KICKED OUT AND THIS MATCH IS STILL ALIVE!
James Peters: BUT FOR HOW LONG?! KIRK SLAMS HIS FISTS TO THE GROUND AND GETS BACK UP TO HIS FEET! HE LIFTS HARUKA BACK UP AND SHE BARELY TEETERS ON HER FEET AS SHE ALMOST FALLS! KIRK SLAPS HER IN THE FACE HARD AS SHE NOW BLINKS HARD AND MANAGES TO COME TO! THE DISRESPECT IS REAL FROM KIRK REDWOOD! HE LEAPS OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE INTO THE MIDDLE OF THE RING WITH THE “.50 CAL” –
Rich Russillo: SHE DRIVES A JUMPING KNEE INTO THE FACE OF THE ONCOMING KIRK REDWOOD! WHAT A COUNTER AS IT STOPS HIM DEAD IN HIS TRACKS AND HE HITS THE GROUND IN A HEAP! SHE SITS HIM UP AND PALM STRIKES HIM RIGHT BACK IN THE FACE, NOW PEELING HIS HEAD BACK UP AND PROPPING HIM IN THE CENTER! HARUKA KASHIMASHI COMES OFF THE ROPES WITH A “SUNKISSED RHODONITE” KICK STRAIGHT TO THE JAW AS KIRK GOES DOWN!
James Peters: OH MY GOD, WHAT A KICK AS SHE SPLATTERS BLOOD OUT KIRK’S MOUTH AND ONTO THE CANVAS! SHE FALLS INTO THE COVER AND COUNTS WITH THE REFEREE!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
THHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Rich Russillo: KICKOUT! OH MY GODAALDODKOWLFDOWMPKDPFJSPOODL!!!!! HOW DID KIRK REDWOOD POWER OUT OF THAT BRUTAL KICK! HARUKA CAN’T BELIEVE IT, SHE’S ASKING THE REFEREE IF IT WAS A 3 COUNT, BUT IT WAS ONLY TWO!
James Peters: THIS CROWD JUST GASPED AND LET OUT A BIG SIGH AS HARUKA FALLS BACK TO THE CANVAS AND CRAWLS TO THE CORNER! WAIT?! SHANE GATES IS ON THE APRON AND HE’S SHOUTING AT HER! GATES SHOUTING AT HARUKA AS A LOOK OF CONFUSION CROSSES HER FACE! THE REFEREE IS TELLING GATES TO GET DOWN AND HARUKA STORMS TOWARDS HIM AS HE DROPS BACK DOWN TO THE FLOOR!
Rich Russillo: GATES TRYING TO PRESERVE HIS PARTNER, BUT NOW HARUKA TURNS HER ATTENTION BACK TO KIRK REDWOOD! HE GETS UP AND SHE TRIES TO THROW HIM BACKWARDS WITH A “SECTION 8.0”- WAIT! KIRK KEEPS HER SUSPENDED IN MID AIR AND DROPS HER WITH A SUSPENDED INVERTED DDT! OH MY GOD, WHAT A COUNTER FOR REDWOOD!
James Peters: REDWOOD LIFTS HER TO HER FEET, OH MY GOD- NO! IT’S KASHIMASHI WHO FIRES A STIFF ELBOW TO THE FACE OF KIRK AND NOW A SUPERKICK! THAT ONE SENT HIM BOUNCING OFF THE ROPES- SLAP! A STIFF SLAP TO THE FACE OF HARUKA AND SHE WOBBLES ACROSS THE RING AS KIRK WAVES HER ON! SHE LUNGES BACK WITH AN UPPERCUT TO HIS CHIN! HE’S ROCKED AND SHE NOW DROPS HIM DEAD IN A BACKSTABBER! OH MY GOD, WHAT A SEQUENCE FROM HARUKA KASHIMASHI!
Rich Russillo: THE CROWD IS CHEERING HER ON, THIS COULD BE HER BIG MOMENT! SHE’S TELLING THEM TO GET OUT OF THEIR SEATS! KIRK REDWOOD IS CLIMBING TO HIS FEET WITH THE TURNBUCKLES, BUT SHE’S WAITING FOR HIM! STALKING HER PREY IS HARUKA, AWAITING THE MOMENT TO STRIKE! SHE’S COILED LIKE A COBRA…A GUN STUN FLATLINES KIRK AS SHE SLAMS HIM FACE DOWN INTO THE CANVAS!
James Peters: SHE ISN’T DONE YET! SHE KNOWS SHE NEEDS AN EXCLAMATION POINT ON THE END OF THIS SEQUENCE TO FINISH THE ULTRA-TOUGH KIRK REDWOOD! SHE CLIMBS TO THE TOP, BARELY GETTING UP THERE, BUT MANAGING TO DO IT SOMEHOW! SHE’S ON TOP OF THE WORLD AND CALLING FOR A FINISHING MANEUVER! SHE GOES FOR THE “PRODIGIOUS LANDING” ON KIRK REDWOOODDDDD!!!!-
Rich Russillo: HE ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY AND IT DOESN’T LAND! SHE HITS THE MAT LIKE CONCRETE AND CLUTCHES AT HER MIDSECTION! OH MY GOD, SHE MISSED BIG TIME AS THIS CROWD COLLECTIVELY GASPED AND NOW HOLDS THEIR BREATH!
James Peters: KIRK LEANS HER UP AGAISNT THE ROPES, HOLDING HER UNTIL SHE CAN STAND ON HER OWN AND JUST BARELY STAYING ON HER FEET! SHE BEGINS TO FALL AND KIRK COMES OFF THE ROPES AT THE SAME TIME WITH A “.50 CAL” RIGHT TO THE FACE THAT SLAMS HARUKA DOWN AND SHE VIOLENTLY SPILLS TO THE GROUND! HE GOES INTO THE COVER, KIRK FOR THE VICTORY!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING! DING! DING!
(The crowd can’t believe it as Kirk rolls off Haruka and “Bad Man” plays.)
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER, KIRKKKKKKK REDWOOODDDDDD!!!
(Shane Gates rolls into the ring to celebrate with Kirk, who smiles and rolls off the body of Haruka Kashimashi.)
Rich Russillo: What a hard fought victory for Kirk, man, he really had survive some hellacious attacks from Haruka to get this one done. In the end, he found the win on his own accord and proved why he is one of the ones to watch on Voltage. He’s ready for the next step of his EAW journey and believes there’s bigger fish to fry.
James Peters: “On his own accord” he barely managed without Gates’ help, but for the most part, he did do it himself, which I commend. You have to feel for Haruka, who may have lost tonight, but still went out there and had a star making performance. She’s got the fans behind her and that’s so crucial for her.
Persephone: All the support in the world can’t get this girl a victory, she’s a loser and doesn’t belong here, it’s that cut and dry.
James Peters: I disagree and she’s got no reason to hang her head, this was a great match and she showed so much heart and skill against someone far more experienced than herself.
(The shot shows Kirk walking up the ramp with his hands in the air, Haruka Kashimashi is shown in the ring one more time before the shot fades elsewhere.)
(Voltage cuts to another Shock Value promotional ad, highlighting the triple threat Electric Eel Deathmatch between Jay Jerry Johnson, ARIA and Alex Myers.)
(“The Outsiders” by Eric Church starts blaring through the speakers, as Donovan along with his National Elite Championship step onto the stage with a despondent face on, before putting a smile on his face, and making his way down to the ring)
Persephone: And here comes the big fucking loser himself! HAHAHA this guy SUUUCCCKKSSS! Mans wins a title and immediately becomes the exact same person he’s always been… TRAASSSSHHH!!
James Peters: He is the National Elite Champion for a reason, and although his title reign hasn’t started the way that he may have wanted it to, but I would bet the farm to say that he’ll turn it around, and make sure this title reign is one to remember!
Rich Russillo: We’ve seen a lot of champions come and go, and the first 2 weeks isn’t the whole picture. I’m sure he’ll fix whatever it is that’s going on, and turn this whole thing around. If I know Donovon Duke, he will do self scouting, because he is not satisfied with what he has done. You just gotta BELIEVE!
Persephone: Will you shut the fuck up? This LOSER was the worst part of that shitty little faction that did NOTHING. And now I’m supposed to believe he’s going to beat somebody because he beat someone using an unfair advantage with a little contract? NOPE! Sorry, but the tea leaves says he’s trash, and he’s trash.
James Peters: Agree to disagree then!
Persephone: Suck a dick
James Peters: No thank you.
(Donovon steps into the ring, and grabs a microphone. He walks back to the middle of the ring, before looking up, and starts talking.)
Donovon Duke: Last week, I had a big opportunity to put things on track, and I came up short. A champion vs. champion match to showcase the champions, and Andre came out on top. It sucks, and I wish it could’ve went differently, but at the end of the day I can’t change anything about it now. I am now 0-2 while holding this National Elite Championship, but that doesn’t define who I am as a competitor, or champion. It’s not exactly the way anyone would start a championship run, but I still have time to turn this thing around. I’m not going to let these losses distract me from what’s important, and that’s defending the title. I can lose every single match, but it won’t matter if I win every single title match that I have. I have a long way to go, and I’m not going to deny that, but I’m perfectly fine with that. I am plan to keep improving, and become to be the best National Elite Champion that I can possibly be. But I can’t do that if I keep losing, sure what really matters is the title defenses, but I’m not going to use that as a crutch. I need to start winning, and I don’t think i can achieve my ultimate goal of being the best National Elite Champion I can be, with those losses mounting up. And there’s a much bigger chance of me losing my very first title defense with no momentum going into it. Me losing the title on the first defense though, is not an option. This isn’t the end of the road, this is only the beginning!
(“Ready To Die” by The Notorious B.I.G. starts playing throughout the arena as Lucas Johnson makes his way to the ring. He has a confident smile on his face, as he gets into the ring)
Lucas Johnson: Oh Donovon. I can’t lie, it’s very nice to see you come out here all mopey. I can see why though, you were shown to be the much more insignificant champion to Andre Walker. How sad, and pathetic this whole title reign has become in such a short amount of time. I can’t help but think that had I been the one to go up against him, I would’ve won, and not made the National Elite Championship look weak as shit. And you can’t blame this loss on me Donovon, no no no, this time you have to take it on the chin, and admit that you were the worse of two champions. While you were losing to Andre Walker, I was backstage, just loving every second of it. You lost because he is the better competitor. Lowkey, I think that National Elite Championship has cursed you, and it’s such a shame. You had so much potential, you had so many people behind you, thinking you could be that guy, but as you have shown, you’re just not that guy pal.
(Donovon just rolls his eyes, and lets out a slight sigh)
Donovon Duke: Yeah? Is that how you feel Lucas? Well, honestly I can’t wait until Shock Value. If there’s one thing I’m looking forward to in that Power Grid Streetfight, it’s getting the chance to shut you up for good. Even though things haven’t gone my way just yet, I dno’t have a doubt in my mind that the National Elite Championship belongs around my waist, and nobody is going to take it away from me. Not now, not any time soon. You have had championship opportunities all throughout your career, and have come up short basically every single time. Basically every champion you could imagine that you went up against, you get put down for the count. Shock Value won’t be any different. You even getting your hopes up is a mistake that you make far too often. Honestly, you trick yourself every single time that every new opportunity is going to be different. That you actually have a chance, but it’s never true. I don’t understand how you can keep this mindset, after disappointment, after disappointment, how can you possibly continue to think that you have any chance?
(Lucas just shakes his head, and smirks)
Lucas Johnson: Just give it a week. You’ll see exactly why I’m so confident going into this match. Nothing good has come your way since winning the National Elite Championship, and if anything, you should be glad that I’m here to take the title off your hands because you’re clearly not ready for this big opportunity. You’re getting blinded by the lights, and the success has come too soon. As soon as that bell rings, I’m going to be all over you. I won’t give you time to think, breath, or carry on whatever ideas of a plan you might have had. I am taking that title off your hands for the good of EAW, and for your own good too. So really, you should be thanking me. It’s just a burden that has had a stranglehold on you since you obtained it. Your career will not get better until this burden is lifted from you. Soon there will be a new National Elite Champion, and when I get my hands on that title, I’ll be a real champoin that doesn’t underachieve, and underdeliver. You fall flat on your face every single week, and come Shock Value, it won’t be any different.
Donovon Duke: Yes, I’m sure you’ve said this to all the champions you’ve faced off against, but after all the losing, the words lose most of its luster. No one has any trust in anything that Lucas Johnson says, and that isn’t because the world is out to get you, it’s because it’s what you’ve shown the world. You choke when it matters most. And I hardly believe that 2 matches are a clear indication as to how my title reign will be. Meanwhile we have a ton more than 2 title matches that we can choose from to see that you won’t actually come through with what you say. Come up with my lies, come up with different ways to make yourself seem presentable, but none of it will work, because at the end of the day, you’re still Lucas Johnson, and losing is in your DNA.
(Lucas Johnson can’t help but to laugh.)
Lucas Johnson: Ok pal, think what you want, but you’ve already shown your true colors. This title reign sucks, and it needs to end. You may think that 2 matches isn’t a clear indication as to what will continue to happen, but I beg to differ. It will be the same, and as that mounting pressure continues to build, and you just can’t take the judgmental eyes beaming down on you; you’ll see a hand outreaching for you to grab hold. You get pulled out of the muck, and you can finally can take a deep breath to see that it’s me. Lucas Johnson, saving you from the pressure of being mediocre, and just flat out awful with that title. Like I said, I’ll take that thank you whenever. You’re headed down the wrong path, and I’m getting you at the exact right time. I guess you could say, your time is up, my time is now. I’ll see you at Shock Value.
(“Ready To Die” By Notorious B.I.G. starts playing as Lucas tosses the mic down, and rolls out of the ring.)
Persephone: Donovon Duke does suck, but to be fair, Lucas Johnson also sucks. It’s going to be a giant suck off at Shock Value! Everyone loves a good suck off huh Rich???
Rich Russillo: W-what are we talking about? The National Elite Championship match? Sounds like you’re talking about another thing entirely. But, no I think this National Elite Championship match will be off the chain homie! I can’t wait for it to get poppin!
Persephone: Mute this man’s mic.
James Peters: It will be an enthralling match for sure! One that will be brutal to watch, but if I know Voltage’s fans, that’s just the way they like it! Stay with us folks, we will be right back with some great Voltage action next!
(Voltage fades to a promotional ad for Shock Value, where Myles faces Chris Elite and Ryan Wilson in a High Voltage match for the EAW Championship.)
(“Head Like a Hole” by Nine Inch Nails hits to a loud mixed reaction as Jacob Senn comes out and makes his way down the ramp, he’s wearing his street clothes and his signature “Punisher” shirt as he enters the ring and is handed a microphone)
James Peters: In just nine days, Jacob Senn will be making his return to an EAW ring for the first time in almost two years. Really almost four years if you don’t count the Santo run!
Rich Russillo: It’s still kinda wild to see, this whole #EAW15 campaign has been very surreal to say the least. A lot of familiar names have returned and polarizing would be an understatement to describe some of the names, none more polarizing than the man that stands before us right now as you can hear from the reaction from the fans.
Persephone: Well no shit not everybody was going to be happy with Mr. SSW. Besides how do you bring back a bunch of former members and not the only one who matters? We wanted Rex not these castoffs!
(“Head Like a Hole” dies down as Jacob Senn stands in the middle of the ring and put the microphone to his face ready to address the rawkus crowd)
Jacob Senn: Last week I was rudely interrupted by Jake Smith before I could truly address the crowd and express myself, but something tells me he’s not dumb enough to make the same mistake twice. So without any further ado, I have A LOT to get off of my chest. First of all, it’s been almost four years since the last time I was able to freely roam these EAW halls and truly be myself and obviously a lot has changed, but in the essence a lot has also stayed the same. A lot of guys in the back even when it was my era, they didn’t respect the legends and those who came before them because they thought it was their time and the legends who would come back were just old relics who can’t hang with them in their era. Now I find myself on the other side of the fence as a legend myself and somebody who has been away for quite some time as a new era has dawned on this company and we have Jake Smith assuming the role of ignorant in over his head modern day star who has no idea what he’s getting himself into by being a disrespectful prick. Let’s just run through my EAW resume for a bit: Rookie of the Year, Comeback of the Year, EAW Hall of Famer, EAW Champion, EAW World Heavyweight Champion, EAW Elite Champion, EAW Unified Tag Team Champion. I’ve clashed at the biggest stage of them all with the likes of Mr. DEDEDE, I’ve defined an era and carried this company on my back and when we stopped seeing eye to eye.. I left in the middle of my PRIME and continued to succeed everywhere else I landed.
(The crowd has a loud mixed reaction to Senn’s declaration)
Jacob Senn: My departure from this company wasn’t pretty and I knew there was a lot that I left on the table and a lot that needed to be rectified so I made it my mission to somehow someway find my way back into this company and fix things even if it meant go incognito and work my way from the bottom up and that is where the idea for Santo Muerte came in. I stood toe to toe with some of the best that modern day EAW had to offer while being suppressed, so imagine what I’m going to be capable of now that I can be my true self? I always heard the rumblings, “this guy who was world champ back then can’t hang with a Drake King or a Andre Walker or a Visual Prophet or a Kassidy Heart etc etc” but when I was Santo I kept up and outperformed the majority of people placed in front of me and that includes Jake Smith. I knew I have a lot left to offer and I knew that Santo was the one chance I had to truly get my foot back in the door and correct the course, but that all came to a screeching halt back at Grand Rampage 2020. I was unmasked against my will, embarrassed and kicked aside like some gutter trash and not the legend that the majority of these fans grew up watching. Tossed to the side, plans derailed, back to no longer being acknowledged in EAW lore despite everything I’ve done in this company. All thanks to one man. There wasn’t a day that went by where that night didn’t replay in my head over and over again and there wasn’t a day that went by where I didn’t think about how satisfying it would be to finally get my hands on Jake Smith and make him pay for what he did… and then a new opportunity finally arised.
(A cold smirk creeps onto Jacob Senn’s face)
Jacob Senn: #EAW15. My phone rang and when I saw a Newark, New Jersey area code I thought it had to be a prank. There was no way that the same company that just spent it’s last four years erasing my whole legacy was actually considering bringing me back for their anniversary season, and not only that but ALSO giving me an opportunity to get back at Jake Smith for the shit that he caused? It was a no-brainer. Just when I thought I was out… they pull me back in. I get a chance to shut up the critics and control my own narrative. I get a chance to show that Jacob Senn is not some relic of the past, but the present and the future of not just this company.. but wherever he damn pleases to go. I move to the beat of my own drum. When I left for Japan I became a damn executive. I took some of the top names in this company alongside me and that includes world champions at the time like Aria Jaxon and others, legends like Brian Daniels, and several other EAW mainstays. Whether people want to admit it or not. I led a freaking revolution that turned this company upside down and paved the way for other alternatives and showed that the wrestlers control their own destiny, not any single company. What happens as a result of that is there are now a bunch of open slots at the top, EAW has no choice but to regroup with newer names and that’s how the likes of a Jake Smith emerges and slips through the cracks and isn’t taught a valuable lesson regarding the history that came before him. Make no mistake about it, if me and my contemporaries never left this company, you and everybody else from this modern era that you want to claim “passed us up” would either be jerking the curtain for us, carrying our bags or still working at bingo halls, and that’s a fact. What you should be doing instead of being a disrespectful little cunt is you should be thanking me for paving the way and opening up a slot for you to comfortably occupy in my absence.. but since you aren’t going to do that and I’m back anyways, there is no longer any use for you here in EAW and I will do everything in my power to knock you back down to where you belong, and that’s under the bottom of my boot.
(Immediately after Senn finishes his sentence, “We’re In Hell” by SycAmour blasts throughout the arena to cheers as Jake Smith emerges through the curtain and storms down the ramp with a very unenthusiastic expression on his face after listening to what Senn had to say.)
Jake Smith: Y’know for a week I had been salivating at the opportunity to get back to Voltage to stand face to face with you for the sole purpose of kicking your rotten teeth down your throat a week ahead of our matchup, but after sitting there in the back and hearing the bullshit you just spewed I honestly feel bad for you more than I feel any anger. Don’t get me wrong I still don’t like you one bit, but for all of the stories I’ve heard about you I never imagined that when I met you– the real you, that you would be exactly like everything people described and then some.
Jacob Senn: Is that right? What revisionist nonsense have you been spoonfed?
Jake Smith: I’m a man who makes judgments based on my own personal experience, and from what I’ve been able to experience you’re every bit of the self-centered delusional egomaniac you’ve been advertised as being over the years. There seems to be no bigger fan of Jacob Senn than Jacob Senn himself. You lead a revolution? :mjlol: How do you lead a rEvOlUtIoN and come sneaking back into the company you tried to stick it to? You’re so self-centered and delusional that you seem to think that after willingly throwing away your whole legacy, that this company still owed it to you to allow you to repair it. You spend your days rubbing elbows with disgraced scum of the earth pieces of shit in other companies and then you come here by night and try to give us this little redemption spiel as if you’re the exception, and some people might buy it and believe you’re this unproblematic legend who did what he had to do for himself and “control his narrative”. But from what I see you’re nothing more than a cautionary tale. A prime example of what NOT to be.
Jacob Senn: Me? A prime example of what not to be? I made this company millions of dollars, I have won world championships, plural. When I was on my fourth year in this company I was putting the final pieces on what became a Hall of Fame resume. You’re approaching your fourth year and you STILL haven’t won a SINGLE world championship, you STILL aren’t taken as seriously as your contemporaries who you’re constantly grouped with such as Drake, Andre, Myles, Xander and even Limmy Monaghan who was once your underling has impressed more this season than you have. You have a lousy tag team championship belt that is on borrowed time and you carry yourself as a joke and that’s why nobody takes you seriously in comparison to those other guys.
Jake Smith: You don’t have to take me seriously. You know who else didn’t take me seriously until it was too late? Tyler Parker, I kicked his ass back at Pain for Pride and he was way better than you were in your prime. You know what other so-called legends ass I kicked who was better than you? Vic Vendetta. You know what other so-called legend I defeated, but did it way better than you did in your forgettable PFP match all those years ago? Lethal Consequences. Oh and you know who ELSE I’ve defeated? This one is really gonna sting…. MR. DEDEDE. It’s kinda my M.O. I’m the guy who all the legends come back to face and take a big fat L to. You geezers come back thinking you could float off of nostalgia and I give you all the reality check regarding the year and era we’re in. The Jake Smith era. That’s why I thought it was funny you mentioned Andre Walker and Xander Payne as having been more successful than me. Even if it were true, which it isn’t, at least we all share one common thing that you don’t and never will. That is the fact that we all beat Mr. DEDEDE in a match and you spent your whole last season in this company as your true self crying over the fact that DEDEDE kicked your ass at Pain for Pride to the point where it made you depressed and you couldn’t win a meaningful match to save your life because of the mental agony it caused you. Plus we weren’t even in our primes yet, you were a Hall of Famer at that point! You call that leaving during your prime? You’ve always been nothing more than an overprotected mental midget who couldn’t handle the slightest bit of adversity and that’s why your career didn’t last in the long run. And hey… maybe you managed to turn your misfortunes around when you went elsewhere but it’s easy to be a big fish in a small pond and me and the rest of the world wasn’t watching any of those companies anyways so we kinda forgot you existed once you were gone from EAW. Plus I was kinda too busy being the best wrestler in the best company in the world to be thinking about Jacob Senn.
Jacob Senn: Shut the fuck up. Your biggest claim to fame is turning two bitches gay. One of whom is way more successful than you at this point as well. She’s also likely going to win a world title while you’re stuck being the glorified midcarder you were always destined to be. You have no idea what it means to lead anything because from the day you walked into this company you have been nothing more than a spineless follower who rides the momentum of others. You rode Drake King’s momentum and watched as he rose up to the ranks, settling to be his trusty sidekick. You rode the momentum of your Insurgency partners two of whom ended up surpassing you in under a season. Now you’re riding the momentum of Chris Elite and using his Hall of Fame pedigree to mask your mediocrity.
Jake Smith: Comments like that would make me mad or insecure.. if my name was Jacob Senn and not Jacob Smith and I was unsure of myself like you’ve always been. I know what I’m destined to be and I know my timeline may not be the same as some others, but the destination is all the same. That’s with you being in EAW or out of EAW, it doesn’t matter. You’re not a factor here. I know what I’m capable of and if you had never left and actually had some semblance of a legacy that isn’t disgraced, you’d know that the only person who would be jerking curtains would be YOU after I pushed your ass to the back of the line. And it’s funny how you mentioned bingo halls considering that’s where you and the rest of the rejects you left with have been performing at for the last four years.
Jacob Senn: Funny you say that while you’re still young and have *some* value and upside left, even if it’s a smidget. You don’t realize that this company has always thrived on building towards the future and props up youth. Right now, you’re young enough for EAW to see you as worth investing in based on potential but in the long run will that potential truly be met? It’s survival of the fittest and only the strong survive. When you stop being that shiny new toy and a newer generation comes along and renders you old news, will you be good enough to stand on your own two feet and weather that storm in a way that proves you’re an actual star and not just someone who has *potential* to be a star? That has yet to be seen or proven and going against me doesn’t help your future prospects. By the way, once I’m done with you and leave you as nothing more than a shell of the man who walked into the ring prior to the match and this company realizes you aren’t worth the hype and cuts ties with you… don’t come calling me for a contract at any of those so called bingo halls. You better just hope you’re not completely irrelevant by the time #EAW20 rolls along and they throw you a bone.
Jake Smith: I’m not worried. I’m not you so I won’t impulsively throw a carefully curated and overly protected legacy away then sneak back in looking for a chance to make up for the mistake only to fail at that too. My legacy in this company will actually be celebrated and not mocked or ridiculed. That’s because I don’t make mistakes, I just make history. Come Shock Value there won’t be any mistakes on my part when I’m dragging you across that ring and doing what I should have done back in 2020 and that’s finish the job and exile you out of this company for good. I know you like to pride yourself on leading some faux revolution but there is only one Revolution in this company and you’re looking right at him. This will be one Exodus you won’t want to be a part of-
James Peters: WAIT, JACOB SENN JUST SLAMMED HIS MICROPHONE IN JAKE’S FACE! JAKE SMITH DROPS TO THE MAT, AND NOW JACOB TOSSES HIS MIC TO THE SIDE BEFORE GOING DOWN AND BEGINNING TO BEAT THE HELL OUT OF JAKE! JACOB IS PUNCHING AWAY AT HIS SHOCK VALUE OPPONENT, AND WE SAW WHAT HAPPENED LAST WEEK WHERE JAKE MANAGED TO GET THE UPPER HAND, AND I DON’T THINK THAT OR JAKE’S COMMENTS TONIGHT HAVE SIT WELL WITH JACOB SENN!
Rich Russillo: Jake manages to push Jacob off of him as both men quickly get back up, AND JAKE SMITH LOOKS FOR A SUPERKICK, BUT JACOB AVOIDS IT AND RUNS JAKE BACK FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLES, BEGINNING TO STOMP AWAY AT HIS SHOCK VALUE OPPONENT! Jacob Senn’s felt humiliated by Jake’s actions ever since Grand Rampage 2020, and just tonight he’s talked about how Jake has no respect for those that came before him, and now Jacob is taking that anger out on his opponent one week before Shock Value!
James Peters: JAKE LANDS A BOOT TO JACOB’S FACE, CAUSING JACOB TO STUMBLE BACK AS JAKE QUICKLY GETS BACK UP! JACOB RUNS IN AND TRIES TO HIT JACOB WITH A CLOTHESLINE, BUT JAKE DUCKS UNDER IT, AND NOW HE SENDS JACOB OVER THE TOP ROPE AND OUT OF THE RING WITH A CLOTHESLINE OF HIS OWN! Jacob Senn was sent out of the ring with that clothesline, and the fans seem to love what they’re seeing!
Persephone: Meh. They’d be cheering louder if Rexy was here.
Rich Russillo: Jake Smith now making his way out of the ring- BUT JACOB SENN QUICKLY RUSHES BACK UP AND GRABS JAKE’S LEG, PULLING IT OUT FROM UNDER HIM AND DROPPING JAKE BACK FIRST ONTO THE RING APRON! JAKE DROPS DOWN TO THE OUTSIDE, AND NOW JACOB SENN PULLS JAKE UP BEFORE THROWING HIM HEAD FIRST INTO THE STEEL STEPS, KNOCKING OVER THE TOP HALF OF THE STEPS!
(The mixed reaction grows louder as Jacob Senn slowly backs away from Jake Smith, who is slowly trying to pull himself up to his feet.)
James Peters: Oh my God, NO NO NO-
Rich Russillo: JACOB SENN RUNS IN, AND HE DELIVERS THE SHADOW STEP ONTO THE STEEL STEPS!!!! JAKE SMITH WAS JUST CURB STOMPED ONTO THE BOTTOM HALF OF THE STEEL STEPS, JUST ONE WEEK AWAY FROM SHOCK VALUE!!!!
James Peters: Jake Smith has been laid out by Jacob Senn, but this isn’t over! Shock Value is in one week, and honestly I think things are going to get far worse than this!
(“Head Like a Hole” begins to play once again, and Jacob Senn has an evil looking grin on his face as he looks down at Jake Smith. The crowds’ mixed reaction continues, and slowly Jacob Senn begins to make his way up the ramp as he sees that Jake Smith isn’t getting back up. As a few officials head down to tend to Jake after being curb stomped onto the steel steps, Voltage begins to fade away from ringside.)
(Voltage fades to a promotional ad for Shock Value, where Jake Smith and Jacob Senn face off in a Shock Collar Match.)
(The camera cuts back up to Bella Braxton ready to announce the next match.)
Bella Braxton: This next contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
(“Swallowing the Rabbit Whole” by Code Orange starts playing as Shane Gates enters the arena to loud boos from the crowd. Following closely behind him is his tag team partner Kirk Redwood. Both men have completely annoyed looks on their faces as they head to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first! Being accompanied to the ring by Kirk Redwood. He is from Huntington Beach, California. Weighing in at 213 pounds! He is “THE NATURAL BORN KILLER” SHANNNNNE GAAAAATTTES!
James Peters: Shane Gates making his way to the ring for singles action and it should be no surprise at all that Shane isn’t coming to the ring alone. His tag team partner Kirk Redwood is following closely behind and neither man looks to be in a good mood.
Rich Russillo: No shocker there. Kirk and Shane faced Hikari Kanno and Danny Tanner last week in tag team action, but came up short. To make matters worse, they had a run in with their opponents at Shock Value in Solomon Stane and Johnny Andrews. They got the better of that exchange, but I don’t think it did anything to brighten their moods.
Persephone: Four losers in the same ring. One is somehow married…go figure. One has died about six times. One is a boozer. The last one…yeah we’ll skip this one because I know nothing about him except he has a big mouth and no brains to back it up. Should be a damn lobotomy tag match.
James Peters: Wishful thinking, Percy. But tonight is all about making an example and building momentum for the team of Gates and Redwood. Shane Gates will get that started with his opponent tonight.
(Shane enters the ring just glaring out to the crowd as they continue jeering and Kirk takes his place at ringside as Shane’s theme fades off. After those few seconds of silence, “If Ya Smell” By Adam Massacre starts playing throughout the arena. Then the crowd goes absolutely wild when The Woogieman enters the arena and heads to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing his opponent! From Jacksonville, Florida! Weighing in at 260 pounds! He is THE ONE… THE ONLY… THE WOOOOOOOOOOOGIEMAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!
James Peters: Listen to the ovation for the legend himself. The one and only Woogieman is here on Voltage. It’s always a treat when we get to see Woogie in action.
Persephone: What is so damn special about this weirdo? I don’t get it. You’re about to need a cigarette and… WAIT A SECOND?! Are those tears in Bella Braxton’s eyes? Oh for the love of gawd!
Rich Russillo: Come on! It’s The Woogieman. Legendary holder of the Big Bhoogie Bhampionship. He’s a great competitor in the ring and tonight he’s going to remind Shane Gates how good he truly is and how he was to find Bhampionship glory.
(Woogie enters the ring and stands on the corner turnbuckles gives the crowd his traditional eyebrow raise which stirs the crowd into an absolute frenzy. He jumps down and takes his place in the corner as the referee comes to check Woogie.)
Persephone: This is absolutely ridiculous. We should have a spelling bee instead of a wrestling match for these two. They both have the combined IQ of a gumball so it’d be over fast. Let’s get this over with. Call for the bell, ref, and let the torture begin.
Referee: (off-mic) Alright! RING THE BELL!
(DING! DING! DING!)
James Peters: Here we go! This match is underway. Shane Gates against The Woogieman. Woogie tries to go for a lockup, but Shane just throws a forearm right in the face and sends him staggering. Shane is not in the mood to play games. He wants to end this match as quickly as possible.
Rich Russillo: Shane whips Woogie into the ropes and takes him down with a clothesline. Now Shane is just laying boot after boot into the back of The Woogieman. Woogieman is trying to get away, but Shane won’t let up. Shane picks Woogie up against and whips him into the ropes again.
Persephone: Why the hell is the psycho bastard doing stuff like that? Just beat the weirdo down and end the match. Don’t drag it out. Beat him. Pin him. End of story. Seeing a match go longer than necessary absolutely makes me sick. This match has been going on for about one minute and that’s about 45 seconds too long.
James Peters: Anyways, Woogie rebounds off the ropes. Shane goes for a Japanese arm drag, BUT WOOGIE LANDS ON HIS FEET! Woogie turns Shane around and goes for a Belly to Belly suplex, BUT SHANE CLAPS THE EARS OF WOOGIE AND WOOGIE DROPS HIM BACK TO THE MAT!
Rich Russillo: Shane counters with a boot to the midsection and takes Woogie down with a snap suplex. Shane is just giving Woogie a real beat down and not leaving anything to chance in this match. I don’t think you’ll see Shane deviate much from his ground attack. He’s going to want to finish this match as fast as possible.
Persephone: I’ll believe it when I see it. As great as it is to finally have someone listening to me about not doing any of that high flying bullshit, this match is completely pointless. Now let’s get this over with. Is that so much to ask?
James Peters: Woogie makes it outside the ropes and the ref backs Shane off. But Shane pushes the ref away and brings Woogie back in the ring the hard way. Shane pulls Woogie back into a sitting position and HE DELIVERS A STRAIGHT KICK RIGHT IN THE SMALL OF THE BACK OF THE WOOGIEMAN! NOW SHANE DECIDES TO GO FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TW–
Rich Russillo: That was a very nonchalant cover so of course Woogie is going to get the shoulder up with ease. Now Shane is just going to have fun with Woogie. He yanks Woogie by the arm back up to his feet and clotheslines him BUT HE DOESN’T LET GO OF THE ARM! HE PULLS HIM UP AGAIN AND PICKS HIM BACK UP IN THE AIR!
Persephone: Oh for the love of gawd, this is not a toy store. Stop playing with your opponent and end this! It’s the damn Woogieman of all people. Good lord, any loser can beat this idiot in no time flat! Besides, how is the zombie man so strong? Does dying give you a power boost or something? None of this makes sense!
James Peters: LOOK AT THE POWER BEING SHOWN BY SHANE GATES! HE HAS HAD WOOGIE UP THERE FOR A LONG TIME! SHANE GOING FOR A DELAYED VERTICAL SUPLEX, BUT WOOGIE SHIFTS HIS WEIGHT AND GETS FREE! HE LANDS BEHIND SHANE AND PUSHES HIM TO THE ROPES! WOOGIE LOOKING FOR A ROLL UP….
Rich Russillo: But Shane Gates was able to hold onto the ropes to prevent the pin and send Woogie tumbling back. Woogie back up to his feet and he runs back towards Shane at full speed, BUT SHANE COUNTERS WITH A BIG BOOT! SHANE GOT ALL OF IT AND CAUGHT WOOGIEMAN RIGHT IN THE JAW!
Persephone: I really hope that his jaw is broken. Then they wire his jaw shut and forget about it so we never have to hear this dumbass’ voice ever again. Woogie loser looks like a ragdoll. Maybe he’s unconscious. That would be great. Come on, ref! Call this match off.
James Peters: No, Percy. Woogie is still conscious as Shane whips him into the ropes. Shane going for another big boot, BUT WOOGIE DUCKS OUT OF THE WAY AT THE LAST SECOND! WOOGIE HITS THE ROPES ON THE OPPOSITE SIDE AND TAKES SHANE DOWN WITH A SWINGING NECKBREAKER!
Rich Russillo: WOOGIE IS NOW ABLE TO START BUILDING SOME MOMENTUM AND LISTEN TO THE CROWD! THEY ARE GOING ABSOLUTELY CRAZY FOR THIS LEGENDARY COMPETITOR! Shane back to his feet and Woogie takes him back down with that leaping clothesline. Shane up again and Woogie takes him down again with another clothesline.
Persephone: How in the hell is Shane Gates having so much trouble against the Woogieman? This should have been an easy match for him and now he’s getting his ass kicked by The Woogieman. This is as ridiculous as it is stupid. Ref should just end this now on account of all senses being tortured by this match. Now what is that weirdo Woogie doing?
James Peters: Woogie is looking for a fisherman’s suplex. He’s got Shane’s leg hooked and tries to pick him up, but Shane shifts the momentum to prevent it! SHANE COUNTERS WITH A MODIFIED DDT!! WOOGIE GOT SPIKED RIGHT ON THE TOP OF HIS HEAD!! Creative counter from Shane Gates.
Rich Russillo: Shane is doing everything he can to come out on top in this match and show both Solomon Stane and Johnny Andrews that Shock Value will be a living nightmare for both of them.
Persephone: Good grief! Four big losers in one match. How amazing for us. Can’t this match be canceled on account of nobody giving a shit about anybody in that match?
James Peters: Shane looks like he is getting tired of The Woogieman in this match and he picks up and hoists the Woogieman back in the air! GORILLA PRESS BY SHANE GATES! ANOTHER GREAT POWER MOVE BY SHANE GATES!
Rich Russillo: SHANE HOLDS HIM IN THE AIR A LITTLE LONGER BEFORE HE DROPS WOOGIE DOWN TO THE MAT WITH A FORCEFUL SPINEBUSTER! WOOGIE ARCHING HIS BACK IN PAIN AND THIS MIGHT HAVE FINISHED WOOGIE OFF! SHANE GOES FOR THE COVER! WHAT A COCKY COVER FROM SHANE GATES!
ONNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWWWO!!
THHHHHHRRRREEEE-
James Peters: LOOK AT IT! WOOGIE USED THE LAX COVER IN HIS FAVOR! HE COUNTERED SHANE INTO A CRUCIFIX ROLL UP! HOW DID WOOGIE FIND THE ENERGY TO DO THAT? SHANE’S SHOULDERS ARE DOWN!!
ONNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWOOOOO!!
THHHHHRRRREEEE–
Persephone: Zombie guy manages to kick out at the last second. He should have been pinned and beaten right there. Would have served him right for being a cocky dumbass. If you are going to go for the pin, don’t half ass it. Do the job and do it full power so the match can end. Pins like that are always asking for trouble.
Rich Russillo: I would have to agree there. I don’t know what Shane was thinking with that cover. If he’s trying to prove a point to his Shock Value opponents, that is not the way to do it. I think Shane is done with all the playing around and lazy covers now. He’s going to take it to Woogie and make sure that Woogie gets hurt.
James Peters: Both competitors are back up to their feet, but Shane is a little bit quicker and he drops Woogie with a foot in the face. HIS VERSION OF EAT DEFEAT CONNECTS AND WOOGIE BOUNCES HARD OFF THE CANVAS! GATES HITS THE ROPES AND HITS A LEG DROP RIGHT ACROSS THE THROAT OF WOOGIE!
Rich Russillo: WOOGIE HOLDING HIS THROAT IN PAIN AND SHANE IS PROUD OF HIS HANDIWORK THUS FAR! WOOGIE STRUGGLING TO GET TO HIS FEET BUT SHANE BRINGS HIM TO HIS FEET! WOOGIE HAS HIS HEAD DOWN AND THAT CAN’T BE GOOD! SHANE PICKS UP WOOGIE AND DROPS HIM DOWN WITH A POWERBOMB! BUT THAT’S NOT ALL! SHANE KEEPS THE POWERBOMB HOLD AND PICKS WOOGIE BACK UP AND DROPS HIM WITH A SECOND POWERBOMB!!
Persephone: Just drop the weirdo on his neck and end this thing for good. If I have to sit through all this bullshit, the least you can do is take one request from me. If there isn’t going to be any blood in this match, an injury works just as well.
James Peters: Two powerbombs and SHANE PICKS HIM UP AGAIN! WOOGIEMAN BACK UP IN THE AIR AND SHANE DROPS HIM BACK DOWN TO THE MAT WITH A THIRD POWERBOMB! THAT’S THE ACES HIGH FROM SHANE GATES! SHANE STACKS WOOGIE UP FOR THE COVER! WILL THIS MATCH COME UP ACES FOR SHANE GATES?
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEE!!
Rich Russillo: THE WOOGIEMAN KICKS OUT RIGHT BEFORE THE THREE COUNT! SHANE THOUGHT HE HAD THE MATCH WON AND HE DOES NOT LOOK HAPPY THAT WOOGIE IS STILL IN THIS MATCH! SHANE IS NOW JUST POUNDING LEFTS AND RIGHTS INTO THE SKULL OF THE WOOGIEMAN! THE REFEREE ADMONISHES SHANE AND HE THROWS THE WOOGIEMAN INTO THE TURNBUCKLE!
James Peters: SHANE RUNS IN AND GETS MET WITH AN ELBOW TO THE JAW BY WOOGIE! WOOGIE GETS TO THE SECOND ROPE BUT SHANE RECOVERED QUICKLY AND PICKS WOOGIE UP! WOOGIE IS ON SHANE SHOULDERS AND IT LOOKS LIKE A MUSCLE BUSTER! SHANE GOING FOR THE HEARTLESS DEMISE–
Rich Russillo: BUT WOOGIE MANAGES TO GET FREE FROM THE HEARTLESS DEMISE AND TAKES SHANE DOWN WITH AN INVERTED DDT! WHAT A MOVE FROM WOOGIE! HE’S SHOWING THAT HE CAN BRING IT WHEN HE HAS TO! NOW WOOGIE IS IN THE CORNER AND HE WANTS SHANE BACK UP! SHANE NEEDS TO WATCH OUT!
James Peters: Slowly he gets back to his feet. BE CAREFUL SHANE! SLOWLY SHANE TURNS AND HE HAS NO IDEA WHAT’S ABOUT TO HAPPEN! WOOGIE RUNS AT FULL SPEED! AND WOOGIE HITS THE SPEAR! WOOGIE HITS A HUGE SPEAR ON SHANE GATES AND TURNS SHANE INSIDE OUT!
Persephone: I can’t believe it! I can’t believe the Woogieman has managed to last this long. Not only that, he has the big zombie on the ropes. I’m not sure if this is more hilarious or pathetic. If I wanted to watch something like this, I would stay home and watch a shitty movie.
James Peters: SHANE IS REELING FROM THAT SPEAR BUT WOOGIE IS CALLING FOR HIM TO GET BACK TO HIS FEET!! SHANE FINALLY MAKES IT BACK UP AND WOOGIE GRABS HIM! SHANE IS UP AND SHANE IS DOWN!! WOOGIE WITH HIS VERSION OF THE ROCK BOTTOM! HOLY SHIT! WOOGIE HOOKS THE LEG! ARE WE ABOUT TO SEE A MASSIVE VICTORY FOR WOOGIE?
ONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHRRRRREEE–
Rich Russillo: KICK OUT! SHANE GATES MANAGES TO KICK OUT AT VERY THE LAST MOMENT! HOLY CRAP THAT WAS DANGEROUSLY CLOSE! LISTEN TO THE CROWD! THEY THOUGHT THE WOOGIEMAN HAD IT RIGHT THERE! WOOGIEMAN IS LOVED ALL AROUND THE WORLD, BUT YOU WOULD HAVE HAD TO CALL THAT AN UPSET IF WOOGIE WOULD HAVE MANAGED TO BEAT SHANE GATES!
Persephone: Bahahaha! That was great! Shane almost got beaten by the Woogieman. Oh shit! That would have been hilarious to see. As if Shane Gates needs to be knocked down any more pegs.He’s on the bottom one as it is. If he falls any lower, he might as well pack it in and retire.
James Peters: SHANE SITS BACK UP AND GET A LOOK AT THE FACE OF SHANE GATES! THAT ICE COLD GLARE! HE IS DONE PLAYING AROUND! HE IS NOT HAPPY THAT THE WOOGIEMAN WAS ABLE TO GET A TWO COUNT ON HIM! WOOGIE HITS THE ROPES AND LOOKS TO TRY AND TAKE SHANE BACK DOWN! BUT SHANE IS BACK TO HIS FEET AND HE STOPS WOOGIE MAN RIGHT IN HIS TRACKS!
Rich Russillo: SHANE LOCKS IN THE IRON CLAW ACROSS THE HEAD OF WOOGIE! SHANE HOISTS WOOGIEMAN UP IN THE AIR AND PLANTS HIM DOWN HARD! SHANE HITS THE RECKONING! HE GOT ALL OF THE CHOKESLAM AND WILL THE RECKONING BE ENOUGH TO FINISH OFF THE WOOGIEMAN? SHANE HOOKS THE LEGS AND GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHRRRREEEEEEE!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Swallowing the Rabbit Whole” starts playing again as Shane rolls off of The Woogieman as the crowd boos.)
Bella Braxton: Here is your winner…SHANE GATES!
(The referee raises Shane’s arm in victory, but Shane pulls his arm away and pushes the referee away as he exits the ring where Kirk Redwood is waiting.)
James Peters: Great match from both competitors. The Woogieman showed that he can most definitely still bring it in the ring, but after Shane Gates got focused and then lost his temper, it was pretty academic from there.
Persephone: Yeah yeah. Tall zombie guy wins and the world keeps on spinning. Rexy, wherever you are, please save me from this living nightmare.
Rich Russillo: This match just showed that if Shane Gates keeps to the game plan and doesn’t play around, he can be very dangerous as a competitor.
James Peters: Very true statement. This match at Shock Value is going to be a hell of a matchup. Kirk Redwood. Shane Gates. Solomon Stane. Johnny Andrews. Four men and the Electric Floorz Match! They are going to beat the hell out of each other.
(The last scene shows Kirk and Shane standing at the top of the entrance ramp looking at their handiwork as Woogie starts slowing sitting up as the camera cuts elsewhere.)
(Voltage cuts to another promotional ad for Shock Value, advertising Ms. Extreme versus Cage in an Electric Weapons match.)
(The lights dim as “Smells Like Teen Spirit” by Nirvana gets everyone up to their feet and the strobing lights welcome Cage onto the stage.)
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, PLEASE WELCOME, CAGGGGEEEEEEEE!!!
(Cage walks down the ramp with a purpose as the crowd explodes for him in his second appearance since December last year. He rolls into the ring and calls for a ringside official to toss him a microphone.)
Cage: Boy, does it feel good to be fucking back.
(The crowd cheers heavily for Cage as just one line from this legend gets this crowd stirring.)
Cage: Not just back in EAW, but back for the right reason and back for the right fucking matches man. I never wanted to return to entertain the bullshit side of this business or to welcome these fresh faces into the company like some gatekeeping washed up talent who’s trying to ride out a few more miserable years to a Hall of Fame ring. I’m not that guy and it’s been that way since the fucking jump that I wasn’t here to make myself feel better or that I returned to validate any part of my legacy. I’m one of the most recognized faces this whole shit has ever seen and the chirping from elitists who will never even touch the hair on my balls doesn’t mean shit.
(The camera shows Cage walking back and forth, clearly with a lot on his mind and something to get off his chest.)
Cage: I never did this for those reasons and I’m not right now for those fucking reasons, I’m doing it because I love this shit.
(The crowd cheers wildley again.)
Cage: I’m here right now for the same reason I was all those years ago, when I was the one left in pools of blood, glass, and misery every single fucking night. Killing myself week after week- but see…that’s what has me standing in this EAW ring right now. I’m back here because I’ve been given the opportunity to compete against the extreme this company still has to offer and to get back to the roots of what built this company. Of the company I helped build. One built on broken bones and mutilated elitists.
Cage: A company built on the backs of guys like me. The ones cut from a different cloth, the ones who were in this shit because they fucking loved it. Because they became erect at the thought of their blood spilling all over the ring and painting that bright white canvas a dark shade of red. The elitists who had their head smashed into concrete over and over again because it made them want to get up that much more. I really do love and feel grateful for the moments in which EAW returns to its beginning and we bring back what really made us all love this shit in the first place.
(Cage continues to pace, he speeds up as he picks the mic back up.)
Cage: THE HARDCORE SHIT. THE BLEEDING SHIT. THE REAL SHIT.
(The crowd cheers loudly as Cage continues to emphatically shout.)
Cage: The extreme shit…See, last week, I accepted Ms. Extreme’s challenge of a match at Shock Value. That was an easy decision, no real thought required. She wants the same thing that I do; to go out there and see who dies first. To abandon the antics and the fake semantic shit that other elitists seem to prioritize, we’re on the same page as far as that goes and I can’t wait until Shock Value. The world will bear witness to Cage doing what Cage does best. The world will watch as Cage fucks Ms. Extreme up and gets fucked up in the process.
Cage: And sure, we are on the same page as far as what this match means, but Ms. Extreme was out here last week talking about how it’s a “dream” match…Really? Is it a dream match? Or is that just something we’re gonna call it because my name is one half of the equation? That “dream” will quickly turn to the stuff of nightmares once that bell rings and she finds herself trapped in the ring with someone who makes her most violent efforts look like child’s play.
(The crowd quiets down and waits eerily as Cage’s tone turns to a more dark and serious note.)
Cage: This will be anything but a dream for her, this will be a horror match. Something that lives in her nightmares for years to come and sidelines her for months. I’m not just anybody, I’m not just a posterboy for violence, I’m the guy who really brings you to the edge of your life in a fucking wrestling match. I’m the guy who finds comfort in the thought of leaving you bleeding and crying for mercy. So I can make you all one promise tonight, Shock Value will be anything but a dream. Anything but a fucking dream.
(Cage throws the microphone down and rolls out of the ring- before quickly going under the apron and digging around for something. He starts throwing various weapons into the ring, such as baseball bats, chairs, shock collars, razor wire and more. The crowd cheers as Cage fills the ring with an assortment of weapons, ending by throwing a pair of nunchucks into the ring and rolling back in.)
Cage: As a matter of fact, I DON’T THINK ANYONE HERE WANTS TO WAIT UNTIL SHOCK VALUE TO SEE CAGE BACK IN ACTION. ANYBODY BACK THERE IN THAT FUCKING LOCKERROOM WHO WANTS THIS SHIT CAN COME DOWN HERE AND GET IT.
(The crowd is enthralled as Cage awaits another presence. Not long after, “Zombie” by Bad Wolves takes over the sound, but it’s barely heard as the crowd absolutely loses it for Ms. Extreme, who draws a huge smile out of Cage. She can be seen dragging her own trashcan full presumably of weapons down the ramp.)
Rich Russillo: OH BOY, THIS IS NOT GOING TO END WELL!
(Ms. Extreme dumps her weapons into the ring and then is handed a microphone.)
Ms. Extreme: Honestly, Cage, I had a similar idea for tonight, great to see we’re like minded in more than one respect. And I agree, who wants to wait for Shock Value when we can give everyone a preview right now? I was hoping for a precursor to our match anyway, so why don’t we show everyone how it’s going to be right now?
(Cage smiles and brings the microphone to his face.)
BASH!
Rich Russillo: MS. EXTREME JUST SMASHED THE TRASH CAN INTO THE FACE OF CAGE! OH MY GOD! NOW SHE PICKS UP ONE OF THE BATS OFF THE GROUND AND BASHES IT OVER THE BACK OF CAGE! AND AGAIN! NOW CAGE EVADES THE THIRD SWING AND MANAGES TO GRAB A PAIR OF ELECTRIC BRASS KNUCKLES BROUGHT BY MS. EXTREME! HE PUTS THEM ON AND DELIVERS A HELLACIOUS PUNCH TO HER MIDSECTION! OH MY GOD, THESE TWO ARE GOING TO MURDER EACH OTHER!
James Peters: MS. EXTREME STUMBLES BACK, BUT SHE GRABS AN ELECTRIC STEEL FAN BLADE WITH A HANDLE AT THE END AND GOES RIGHT FOR THE NECK OF CAGE! HE AVOIDS IT AND TRIES TO LAND ANOTHER PUNCH WITH THOSE BRASS KNUCKLES! SHE DRAGS CAGE TO THE CORNER AND THEY FALL TO THE MAT! THEY’RE BRAWLING AND BOTH TRYING TO GET THEIR HANDS ON THOSE BRASS KNUCKLES! MS. EXTREME IS ABLE TO RIP THEM OFF AND HURL THEM OUT OF THE RING!
Rich Russillo: CAGE ROLLS BACKWARDS, BUT MS. EXTREME GRABS AN ELECTRIC CHAIR NOW AND SWINGS IT AT HIS FACE! HE DUCKS AND SHE HITS THE TURNBUCKLES AND GETS THE CHAIR WEDGED BETWEEN THE BUCKLES! CAGE DRIVES A FOREARM INTO HER FACE AND NOW GRABS HER BY THE HAIR, HE RUNS HER ACROSS THE RING AND SLAMS HER INTO THAT STEEL CHAIR, FACE FIRSTTTT!!!!
James Peters: OH MY GOD, THESE TWO WEREN’T KIDDING AND NOW CAGE HAS HIS HANDS ON AN ELECTRIC BAT! HE’S GOT THE BAT NOW AS MS. EXTREME TRIES TO GET BACK UP!
Rich Russillo: HE SWINGS IT AND IT MISSES, HE SLAMS IT TO THE FLOOR AS MS. EXTREME TAKES HIM TO THE MAT WITH A DROP TOE HOLD, AND NOW- WAIT, MS. EXTREME GRABS AN…AN ELECTRIC KNIFE??! SHE GRABS AN ELECTRIC KNIFE AND PRESSES IT AGAINST THE THROAT OF CAGE! SHE PUTS THE KNIFE HIGH UP AGAINST HIS NECK! …WHAT IS HE DOING?!?!
James Peters: CAGE IS LAUGHING LIKE THE JOKER WITH A KNIFE TO HIS THROAT!
(The crowd is stunned and starts going bananas as Cage still taunts her. Ms. Extreme can be heard speaking to Cage.)
Ms. Extreme: (off-mic) There’s a knife to your throat…and you haven’t even flinched.
Cage: (off-mic) I’ve never been afraid to bleed.
CRACK!
James Peters: CAGE WITH A HEADBUTT TO MS. EXTREME, WHOSE HEAD IS ALREADY THROBBING FROM THAT CHAIR EARLIER AND THE CONCUSSION SHE SUSTAINED AT KING OF ELITE! SHE ISN’T CLEARED TO COMPETE AND CAGE CRACKS HER HARD WITH A HEADBUTT! HE NOW RIPS THE KNIFE FROM HER HAND AND-
SLICE!
Rich Russillo: HOLY SHIT-
James Peters: OH MY GOD-
Rich Russillo: CAGE SLASHED HER FACE WITH THAT KNIFE AND THE CHEEK OF MS. EXTREME STARTS LEAKING BLOOD! IT ISN’T TOO BAD, BUT CAGE IS JUST MAKING A DAMN POINT- A POINT THAT HE ISN’T AFRAID TO TAKE THIS OVER THE GODDAMN LINE!
James Peters: THERE IS NO LINE!!!!
Rich Russillo: MS. EXTREME IS SHOCKED AS SHE’S ON HER KNEE AND GRABBING HER FACE, CAGE POINTING THE KNIFE STRAIGHT AT HER FACE!
Cage: That’s your fucking preview. I’ll see you at Shock Value sweetheart.
(Cage drops the knife, rolls out of the ring and looks straight up the ramp as he rips off his leather jacket and throws it into the crowd. Boiling with adrenaline and anger, Cage walks to the back as Ms. Extreme is shown in the ring bleeding and grabbing her head.)
(The shot fades elsewhere.)
(Promotional ad for Shock Value, where Becca Black faces Miku Sakai in an Electric Chair Match.)
(‘Age-Age Money’ by LADYBABY hits, as the crowd erupts into boos. After a moment, Miku Sakai steps out onto the stage rocking a red attire. She walks down the ramp as a group of 8 simps can be seen fanboying over their favorite Elitist from the crowd. One of them blows Miku a kiss, but she immediately dodges it because she’s too good for simp kisses. She continues down the entrance ramp and towards the ring with a focused look on her face.)
Bella Braxton: The following contest is set for ONE FALL!! Introducing first… From Fukui, Japan.. Weighing in at 110lbs!! MIKU SAKAI!!!
James Peters: Here comes Miku Sakai who finds herself one week away from an Electric Chair match with Becca Black.
Rich Russillo: Last week, Miku cost Becca a match here on Voltage, and definitely has the momentum on her side. In a match as gruesome as an Electric Chair Match, I think the only way to prepare for it is by making sure you have all of the momentum heading into the match.
Persephone: I just want to see someone electrocuted..
(‘Invincible’ by Pop Smoke hits, as the crowd switches from boos to cheers. Chris Elite steps out onto the stage rocking a blue attire. He’s facing the ground, as the spotlight shines down onto his head and shines to the point where there is a glare coming off of it. Elite then raises his head up and smiles out to the camera before making his way down the entrance ramp and towards the ring.)
Bella Braxton: And her opponent.. From Brooklyn, New York!! Weighing in at 210lbs!! Gawd Given Greatness!! CHRIS ELITE!!!
James Peters: And here comes one of the number one contenders for the EAW World Championship! Chris Elite has had one hell of a season, but to top it off with the world title would be incredible for him.
Rich Russillo: You have got that right! Chris has to go through both Ryan Wilson and Myles to get the title, but we’ve seen what he has had to go through in the past. He’s worked so hard to get to this point, and for him to be right where he is now, I doubt we see him holding back one bit. But first, he has to get through Miku Sakai.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: There’s the bell, and this match is underway! Miku Sakai and Chris Elite both circle around the center of the ring for a moment before tying up!! Elite quickly locks in a standing side headlock, and begins to wrench at the head and neck of Miku Sakai, but before too much damage can be done, Miku responds with a piercing elbow strike that jabs right into the abdomen of Elite!! Elite’s grip on Sakai’s head and neck gets loosened, as Miku goes for another elbow to the midsection!! And another!!
James Peters: Chris Elite releases his grip on Miku Sakai now, as he clutches at his abdomen in pain! Meanwhile, Miku is seen grabbing at the back of her neck.. WAIT LOOK!! IT’S CHRIS ELITE WITH A RUNNING LARIAT ON MIKU SAKAI!!
Rich Russillo: NO!! Miku manages to duck underneath the arm just in time, as Elite goes running towards the ropes behind her!! Chris hits the ropes hard, and rebounds back.. SHOOT KICK TO THE CHEST OF CHRIS ELITE BY MIKU SAKAI!!!
James Peters: NOT QUITE!! Chris Elite with the impressive display of athleticism, as he drops down to his knees, and slides underneath the leg of Miku Sakai to dodge the kick!! Miku does a full 360 degree spin, as Chris Elite pops back up to his feet.. PELE KICK!! THAT’S WHAT CHRIS ELITE CALLS THE HEADSHOT!!!
Persephone: I’m going to need to take a couple shots if I ever want to get through this match..
Rich Russillo: The match just started, Persephone, and already we are seeing fireworks from these two competitors! Miku has just fallen down to a knee after getting hit by that pele kick from Chris a moment ago. She looks pretty shaken up, and Chris Elite is going to take advantage of that, as he grabs her by the head and hair with his left hand, then delivers a chop across the chest that echoes throughout this arena!!
James Peters: Miku Sakai is clutching at her chest right now, as that last chop had to sting! She has gotten back up to a standing position, as Chris Elite stays close by. What is he thinking right here?
Persephone: He’s thinking about putting this one away, as he should!! ONE PUNCH TO THE SIDE OF THE FACE BY CHRIS ELITE!!! NOW ANOTHER THAT CONNECTS ON THE OTHER SIDE!! Miku nearly falls over, but not before Chris Elite delivers a powerful shoot kick across the chest!! NOW A BACKFIST THAT CATCHES MIKU RIGHT ACROSS THE FACE!!! She stumbles back, hits the ropes, and rebound back towards Chris as he goes for.. A LARIAT!!! THAT’S THE FIVE BOROUGH COMBO!!!
Rich Russillo: NO!!! MIKU SAKAI DUCKED UNDERNEATH THE ARM!! She continues running towards the far ropes, as Chris Elite runs into the side ropes in front of him! Both Elitists rebound back towards one another.. AND IT’S MIKU SAKAI WHO CONNECTS WITH A RUNNING DROPKICK THAT BLASTS CHRIS ELITE RIGHT IN THE CHEST!! BOTH ELITISTS ARE DOWN!!
Persephone: PIN HIM DOWN!! FINISH THIS MATCH QUICK SO THAT I CAN LEAVE EARLY TONIGHT!!
James Peters: I think it’s going to take a lot more than that to keep Chris Elite down. I also believe that Miku Sakai is aware of that, because instead of going for the premature pin that you were rooting for, she’s working her way back up to her feet.
Rich Russillo: Yeah, and now that she’s there, she reaches down and grabs Chris Elite by his bald head, and brings him up to his feet! KNEE STRIKE TO THE ABDOMEN BY MIKU SAKAI!! That one knocked the wind out of Chris Elite, as he is now hunched over and clutching at his stomach! Miku now follows that up with a hard elbow strike that drops down onto the back of his head!! Miku Sakai takes a few steps back.. THEN CHARGES RIGHT BACK TOWARDS CHRIS ELITE WITH A RUNNING KNEE STRIKE TO THE HEAD!!! IT CONNECTS, AND CHRIS ELITE FALLS OVER AND DROPS DOWN TO HIS HANDS AND KNEES!!!
James Peters: These are two of Voltage’s top Elitists, and they are showing that here tonight in this back and forth matchup. Miku Sakai wants to keep all of the momentum on her side, so while Chris Elite is down, she begins kicking him over to the corner!
Rich Russillo: These are some petty kicks. She knows he’s hurt.. She knows he’s down.. She knows he can’t defend himself.. And she’s got him crawling towards the corner with every kick she delivers.
Persephone: Chris Elite is now positioned in the corner as he sits up against the bottom turnbuckle. Miku Sakai looks out towards this arena, as a smile begins to emerge on her face..
Rich Russillo: That’s not a good sign.. If Miku Sakai is smiling, you know that something is about to go down and someone is about to get hurt.
James Peters: She walks up to Chris Elite in the corner, turns around, and.. EAT MY ASS!!! STINKFACE BY MIKU SA-
Persephone: NO!!! CHRIS ELITE JUST SLAPPED HER ASS HARD!!! HE JUST SPANKED THE MIKU SAKAI, AND NOW SHE’S FREAKING OUT IN PAIN!! HE JUST LEFT A BRIGHT RED HANDPRINT ON HER RIGHT CHEEK!!!
Rich Russillo: Miku is clutching at her butt as it is definitely stinging, but that gives Chris Elite enough time to get back up to his feet! Elite gets from behind Miku Sakai, as she turns around.. AND CHRIS ELITE LIFTS HER UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS!! He walks Miku over to the center of the ring with her on his shoulders and.. What’s this!?! 44 BULLDOG!!! RUNNING SNAKE EYES INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE BY CHR-
James Peters: FEEL THY WRATH!!! MIKU SAKAI JUST RAKED AT THE EYES OF CHRIS ELITE AS HE WAS CHARGING TOWARDS THE CORNER!! HE WAS NEVER ABLE TO TOSS HER INTO THE TURNBUCKLE, AND SHE MANAGES TO SLIP AWAY FROM BEHIND HIM!!
Rich Russillo: This crowd is booing so loud right now. They know that Miku raked at Elite’s eyes, and that she needed to resort to those cheap tactics yet again tonight! Meanwhile, Chris Elite is blinded, clutching at his eyes, and has no idea where he’s at!
Persephone: If you ask me, he’s lucky, because now he doesn’t have to watch this match..
James Peters: Lucky is a pretty unique way to put it, because now Miku Sakai turns Chris Elite around.. DROPKICK BY SAKAI!!! SHE JUST SENT CHRIS ELITE RIGHT INTO THE CORNER TURNBUCKLES!! He leans against the corner, as Miku pops back up to her feet and charges right at him!! MONKEY FLIP!!! MONKEY FLIP BY MIKU SAKAI CONNECTS, AS CHRIS ELITE LANDS FLAT ON HIS BACK IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!!
Rich Russillo: Miku Sakai rises back up to her feet, and stares down at Chris Elite who is down on the canvas and grabbing at his lower back in pain. Sakai now walks her way over to the side ropes, and makes her way onto the ring apron-
James Peters: LOOK AT WHO IT IS!! AT THE TOP OF THE STAGE!! IT’S BECCA BLACK!!
(The camera shows Becca Black up on the stage, as she begins to make her way down the entrance ramp. The fans pop for the Thunderbolt, and that causes Miku Sakai to take her attention away from Chris Elite and towards Becca. Becca walks down the entrance ramp with a focused look on her face, as Miku Sakai looks disgusted at the fact that Becca Black is out here.)
Persephone: Aw man.. Not another one.. Can we just get this match done and over with already?
James Peters: I don’t think you understand how big this is.. Last week, it was Miku Sakai who cost Becca Black a match against the debuting Diamond Dixon. That match has definitely left a sour taste in Becca’s mouth, and now she’s out here!! But what are her intentions?
(Becca Black is now seen stepping towards the ringside area. Miku Sakai still hasn’t taken her eyes off of Black, and begins mouthing words over to her, telling Black that she better not interfere in this match. However, Becca responds by putting her hands up, and stepping off to the side, signaling that she has no interest in getting involved, and that she’s only there to watch.)
Rich Russillo: Miku Sakai now focuses her attention back onto Chris Elite who has just gotten up to his feet. Miku pulls back on that top rope from the ring apron, and.. SPRINGBOARD FOREARM BY MIKU SAKAI!!!
James Peters: NO!!! CHRIS ELITE CATCHES HER WITH THE DICKEATERY STOPPER ON THE WAY DOWN!!! MIKU JUST DOVE RIGHT INTO THE MIKE TYSON UPPERCUT, AS HER HEAD SNAPPED BACK, AND NOW SHE’S DOWN ON THE CANVAS IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!!! INCREDIBLE COUNTER BY CHRIS ELITE, AND NOW HE’S COVERING HER FOR THE PIN!!!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
THHHHHHHH-
Persephone: KICKOUT BY MIKU!! AW DAMNIT THIS MATCH CONTINUES!!
Rich Russillo: I don’t see why that’s a bad thing bec-
Persephone: Neither Elitist is named Rex.
Rich Russillo: Never mind..
James Peters: Chris Elite nearly had the match won just now, and he sees the position Miku Sakai is in. This is definitely the opening Chris Elite has needed, and now he’s up to his feet. He reaches down and grabs Miku from the ground.. He raises her up, kicks her in the abdomen, and.. SNAP SUPLEX BY CHRIS ELITE!! He hit that one so hard that Miku’s body smacking against the ring could be heard throughout this entire arena!
Persephone: Chris Elite gets back up to his feet, and grabs Miku Sakai once more. What’s this!? He kicks her in the midsection, and pulls her in to a front facelock while propping her left arm behind her back!! FACE VALUE!!! HAMMERLOCK DDT BY CHRIS ELITE!!!
Rich Russillo: NO!! MIKU SAKAI SPINS OUT OF IT.. AND CONNECTS WITH A JUMPING SNAPMARE THAT SENDS CHRIS ELITE INTO A SEATED POSITION IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!!! Miku Sakai works her way back up to her feet, as she stands behind the seated Chris Elite and.. SHE DELIVERS A POWERFUL KICK TO THE CENTER OF CHRIS ELITE’S BACK!! HE LAYS DOWN ON THE MAT, AS HE ARCHES HIS BACK IN PAIN!!! Miku Sakai with the pin attempt!!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
THHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRR-
James Peters: And there’s the kickout by Chris Elite!!!
Rich Russillo: Miku Sakai makes her way back up to her feet. Chris Elite is down, as Miku walks over to the corner. She climbs up onto the top turnbuckle.. And wait!! Look!! It’s Becca Black!!
(Becca Black is seen at ringside walking over to the corner that Miku Sakai is standing on. Becca has her arms crossed, as Miku Sakai looks pissed off at Becca’s presence.)
Miku Sakai: (Off-Mic) WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU EVEN DOING HERE!! GET THE HELL OUT OF MY MATCH!!
Becca Black: (Off-Mic) I’m just here to watch. Don’t mind me.
Miku Sakai: (Off-Mic) DON’T MIND YOU!?! ARE YOU SERIOUS RIGHT NOW!? FIRST, I THOUGHT THE GLARE FROM THE ARENA LIGHTS SHINING DOWN ONTO CHRIS ELITE’S BALD HEAD WAS DISTRACTING ENOUGH, BUT YOUR UGLY AND INSIGNIFICANT ASS IS EVEN WORSE THAN THAT! GET THE HELL OUT!!!
Becca Black: (Off-Mic) I’m just minding my own business.. You should pay attention to your opponent before it’s –
Rich Russillo: AND CHRIS ELITE IS BACK TO HIS FEET!!! HE CHARGES TOWARDS THE CORNER THAT MIKU SAKAI IS STANDING ON, AND LEAPS UP ONTO THE TOP ROPE TO DELIVER A FOREARM STRIKE THAT SENDS HER FALLING FROM THE TOP ROPE AND DOWN TO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR!!! SHE JUST CRASHED DOWN AT FULL FORCE!!!
(Becca Black takes a step towards the downed Miku Sakai, and stares right at her.)
Becca Black: (Off-Mic) Too Late..
(Becca Black then takes a step back and gives Chris Elite some space.)
Rich Russillo: AND FROM THE TOP ROPE!!! 450 SPLASH!!! ALL THE WAY DOWN TO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR ONTO MIKU SAKAI!!! WOW THAT WAS INCREDIBLE!!!
Persephone: The force from that landing had Chris Elite nearly popping back up to his feet. However, he’s still down as that had to hurt him.. Not nearly as much as it hurt Miku, but you don’t drop from that high without feeling the effects right afterwards!
Referee: One.. Two.. Three.. Four.. Five..
James Peters: Chris Elite has just gotten to his hands and knees. He’s clutching at his ribs, but still makes his way up to his feet. Meanwhile, Miku Sakai is struggling to move at all. Chris rolls into the ring, then rolls right back out to restart the count.
Rich Russillo: Chris now grabs Miku Sakai by the head and hair. He brings her up to her feet, then walks her over to the barricade that surrounds ringside, and slams her head up against it!! He then turns her so that she is leaned up against the barricade, and.. CHOP TO THE CHEST!!! ANOTHER!!! AND ANOTHER!! CHRIS ELITE IS LITERALLY DISSECTING MIKU WITH EACH CHOP THAT HE DELIVERS!!
James Peters: And if you look closely, it seems like those chops are putting a smile onto the face of Becca Black out there at Ringside!!
Referee: One.. Two.. Three.. Four…
James Peters: Chris Elite now grabs Miku Sakai by the back of the head and walks her back towards the ring.. BUT THEY AREN’T GOING TO THE RING, AS CHRIS WHIPS MIKU RIGHT INTO THE STEEL STEPS!! SHE EVENTUALLY FINDS HERSELF IN A SEATED POSITION AGAINST THOSE STEEL STEPS, AS CHRIS ELITE TAKES A FEW STEPS BACK!!
Rich Russillo: This can’t be good for Miku Sakai!! Chris Elite charges in.. HAWK EM!!! RUNNING DOUBLE KNEE INTO THE FACE OF MIKU SAKAI SEATED AGAINST THE STEEL STEPS!!!
Persephone: DAMMIT HE MISSED!! MIKU EVADED THE KNEE STRIKE, AND CHRIS ELITE BASHED HIS KNEES UP AGAINST THE STEEL STEPS!!! HE’S CLUTCHING AT HIS KNEES IN PAIN, ROLLING ON THE GROUND HERE AT RINGSIDE!!
Referee: Five.. Six.. Seven…
James Peters: And look at Miku Sakai!! She’s crawling her way over to the side of the ring. She reaches up onto the ring apron, and manages to get herself back into the ring!! Meanwhile, Chris Elite is still down!!
Rich Russillo: Miku Sakai is standing in the center of the ring, while Chris Elite is just no getting to his hands and knees. He’s working his way up, and trying to beat this count!!
Referee: Eight.. Nine..
Rich Russillo: BUT CHRIS ELITE BEATS THE COUNT AND SLIDES RIGHT INTO THE RING!!
James Peters: Elite slowly works his way up to his feet..
Persephone: BUT MIKU SAKAI KICKS TURNS HIM AROUND FROM BEHIND AND KICKS HIM IN THE MIDSECTION!!! She grabs a hold of his head, and walks around so that she is facing the ropes, and his back is towards the center of the ring!! SHE’S GOING FOR THE DEATH NOTE!!!!
Rich Russillo: NO!!! BECCA BLACK HAS GOTTEN HERSELF ONTO THE RING APRON!! MIKU SAKAI RELEASES HER GRIP ON CHRIS ELITE AND BEGINS TO WALK TOWARDS BECCA BLACK!!! HOWEVER, BECCA BLACK DROPS BACK DOWN TO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR, AS MIKU WAS JUST APPROACHING HER!!!
James Peters: BUT FROM BEHIND!!! IT’S CHRIS ELITE WITH A ROLL UP!!! HE PINS MIKU’S SHOULDERS DOWN ONTO THE MAT!!!!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
THHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Invincible’ by Pop Smoke hits, as the crowd erupts into cheers. Chris Elite rises up to his feet, as the referee raises his hand in the air.)
Bella Braxton: Here is your winner.. CHRIS ELITE!!!!
Rich Russillo: What a match between these two Elitists! Obviously, Becca played a part in this victory for Chris, but between him and Miku, he was the one that stayed focused throughout the course of this match.
James Peters: You got that right, Rich! And while Chris Elite is exiting the ring, it doesn’t look like Miku Sakai is too happy about what just went down.. And wait!?! She’s gotten back up to her feet, and exits out of the ring!! She’s charging right at Becca Black!!
Persephone: RUNNING RIGHT HOOK BY MIKU SAKAI!! NOW A LEFT!!! AND ANOTHER RIGHT!!! Becca Black stumbles off to the side, but Miku remains on this attack!! RUNNING LARIAT BY MIKU!!!
James Peters: NO!! BECCA DODGES IT!! Miku then stops in place and turns around.. SPINNING BACKFIST BY BECCA BLACK!!! Miku staggers back.. BUT GETS NAILED BY THE LIGHTS OUT!!! BULLHAMMER ELBOW STRIKE BY BECCA BLACK!!! MIKU SAKAI IS LAID OUT HERE AT RINGSIDE AND THIS CROWD IS LOVING IT!!!!
(Becca Black takes a few steps over to grab an EAW Microphone. She then walks back over to the downed Miku Sakai. Becca crouches down, gets right up against Miku’s face with the microphone in hand, and begins to speak.)
Becca Black: Oh how the tables have turned.. You know Miku, I understand that you wanted Shock Value to turn out as your little redemption arc due to your failures at the last Free-Per-View, but YOU need to understand one thing before you get your hopes up heading into Shock Value.. After you cost me my match against Diamond Dixon last week, I was never going to let you live that down.. You’re not having me play the fool without experiencing the consequences.. As far as I’m concerned, the dirty tricks are done, and one of us is going to get fried in the oh so popular and gruesome ELECTRIC CHAIR!!! It’s not going to be me, and you are going to witness first hand why they call me “The Thunderbolt!” I’m winning, electrifying every cell in your pathetic little body, and you’re going to be humbled for the second FPV in a row.. See you then..
(Becca Black stands back up, and drops the mic right down onto the chest of Miku Sakai, as “All Night by S-X ft. Trippe Red” hits. The crowd erupts into cheers, as Becca Black raises her arms in the air, and the screen fades to black.)
[SCREENBAR: EARLIER IN THE WEEK]
(The first sounds heard is a cheesy theme made for a sitcom which plays in the background while the camera fades in to show various shots of scenery from the beautiful Garden State, more specifically Newark, New Jersey. It shows a plethora of various landmarks from the Northeastern state including the trademark Elite Answers Wrestling Headquarters which glimmers in the evening light. After everything is shown, it then transitions over to shots of a peaceful suburban neighborhood, focusing on a specific house that seems to be lavish and fancy. The camera begins to pan into the house and while it does so, a voiceover alongside clapping audience members are heard.)
Narrator: The Payne Family is filmed in front of a live studio audience!
(The camera then goes over to show the mailbox at the front of the house that reads in big bold letters “PAYNE” while a car is seen in the background pulling up to the house and slowly coming to a screeching stop. The door then begins to open while a figure is seen, clad in a Claudio Lugli tailor-made red, white, and black suit along with dress boots and a leather glove on one hand. They step out of the driver’s seat and slam the door shut, showing bitterness in their every move. The camera pans up to show a cold mist escaping their mouth in the form of a begrudged sigh, as the figure turns around just enough to reveal themselves to be Drake King. He is clearly unhappy with where he’s at right now and his mere presence is enough to trigger the audience to react with “Ooh” which confuses Drake because he in fact, does not see an audience around him.)
Drake King: What the…
(Drake looks around, before shaking it off, probably just imagining things right now. He makes his way around his car before heading up the steps of the house and towards the front door. Upon approaching it, he lingers there for a moment. He has second thoughts, baffled as to why he’s even made the decision to come here in the first place, before bringing his hand up and hesitantly ringing the doorbell. He waits in silence, contemplating whether or not to leave, before…)
CRASH!
BANG!
BOOM!
???: HISTORIA PUT THAT DOWN! ALDRIN WHAT ARE YOU DOING UP THERE?! QUIET DOWN OUR GUEST IS HERE!
(Drake rolls his eyes in annoyance, but before he can even do anything the door quickly opens. Xander Payne’s wife, Peyton Payne is seen stepping out as the audience cheers loudly for her arrival, leaving Drake confused as he looks around and continues to tick him off. Peyton is disheveled and out of breath while in the background both of her two kids, Historia and Aldrin Payne are seen running back and forth behind her while Drake tilts his head. It’s clear that after everything that’s happened in a few short seconds, he’s comprehending the immense mistake that he’s made coming here tonight.)
Peyton Payne: Drake, glad you were able to join us for dinner tonight!
Drake King: Let’s get one thing straight, I’m not here for dinner, I’m here to figure out whatever in the world Xander wants with me so I can leave. I told him for the last time that I am not joining his Payne… whatever, and I’m not in the mood to talk to him especially when I have no need to. He should be grateful I even considered coming here tonight in the first place.
Peyton Payne: Woah let’s turn it down a notch or two, Xander is just getting ready. He’ll be down in a moment and you two can talk about whatever you want. For now, please come in, it must be freezing cold outside!
Drake King: I’d rather freeze to death than go inside your house. Actually, I think I’d rather leave than go inside your house, thank you very much-
???: Drake! Buddy! Not a minute too soon, come on in!
(Drake’s eyes widen as he dramatically looks towards Xander Payne who is seen making his way down the main stairway with something in his hands. He looks towards Drake with a smile on his face while Drake obviously does not respond with the same cheerfulness.)
Xander Payne: I see you’ve decided to take my offer to join The Payne Institute seriously. So by all means, mi casa, tu casa. We’ll have dinner, then maybe afterward we can play a game or two of Monopoly :wow:.
(A laugh track is heard which causes Drake’s hand to momentarily clench into a fist, but he just ignores it and responds to Xander.)
Drake King: No, I am not playing Monopoly, nor staying after dinner, frankly not even staying during dinner. I just need to know what you want so I can leave.
Xander Payne: Did I not say it in the text?
Drake King: You didn’t say anything in your text you just cryptically sent me an address.
Xander Payne: Oh well… dinner!
(Another laugh track is heard, and at this exact moment Drake knows that he could just turn around and walk away from the house, not needing to worry about whatever circus Xander has in store for him tonight. But he also weighs all the time he wasted traveling here, and maybe if he does this… Xander will finally get off of his back and shut up until Shock Value, not like he hasn’t gotten what he wanted right? Xander holds up what’s in his hand, which is indeed Monopoly, while Drake closes his eyes and takes deep breaths to the confusion of Peyton Payne who is still holding the door open. The audience continues to laugh which doesn’t really help Drake calm down before his eyes flutter open.)
Drake King: :francis:
(Drake walks in while the scene transitions like a generic sitcom with music playing over to Xander, Drake, Peyton, Aldrin, and Historia all sitting at the dinner table. Peyton has just finished handing out food to each person, the children get macaroni and cheese, while the adults get an eight ounce steak with a side of salad and a small bowl of mashed potatoes. Drake is seen poking and prodding at his food, probably such a psychopath that he doesn’t know how to eat like a regular human but that’s just an assumption. Meanwhile Xander and Peyton are casually eating, with Peyton perking her head up and looking at Drake in confusion.)
Peyton Payne: Is there a problem Drake?
Drake King: I really do not want to eat. Do you know what I want though? I want your husband to tell me one thing. Why… am… I… here?
Xander Payne: Gosh Drake, always so quick to business. Please, just eat first and I’ll tell you whatever you want. Aldrin, is everything okay?
Aldrin Payne: Yea… just a little tired… it’s okay daddy…
(Drake slowly presses his fist against the table before quickly cutting a piece of steak and taking a bite of it. Instantly looking up to Xander for his approach from there.)
Drake King: There, is that good enough for you?! Now why am I here?!
Xander Payne: Hey Drake.
Drake King: What…
Xander Payne: You going to eat that?
(Drake closes his eyes and mumbles something to himself while a laugh track is heard once again. He’s probably saying a prayer towards himself hoping that he’ll make it out of this with his sanity. His eyes quickly snap open though.)
Drake King: Can you at least tell me why this stupid audience is laughing at me?
Xander Payne: What audience?
Historia Payne: Daddy is he okay?
Xander Payne: Oh he’s just fine, we all have those moments.
(A thought bubble appears above Xander’s head where it shows him in the bathroom holding a razor in his hands contemplating shaving it after losing the World Heavyweight Championship at House of Glass. We all indeed have those moments. Xander waves the thought bubble away while another laugh track is heard.)
Xander Payne: Anyway, it’s rude of me to keep you waiting, I should tell you why I texted…
Drake King: Thank you.
Xander Payne: Well of course along with reconsidering the Shock Value match so we don’t have to go through the hassle of welcoming a new member in. But also based off the sheer fact that this is indeed a *family* dinner…
Drake King: No… don’t you dare…
Xander Payne: Once you’re a part of The Payne Table… you’re family.
(The audience gives a dramatic “Ooh” while Drake looks at his wits end when it comes to this entire thing. He looks up at Drake again, slowly beginning to rise from his seat as right now the only thing the dinner table is going to get is an angry tangent from the former World Champion.)
Drake King: No… no… NO. I am not a part of this stupid family. I am not a part of this stupid group. Why don’t you understand that I want *nothing* to do with you?! Why not go run off and recruit someone literally anywhere else, why me?! You’ve pestered me for weeks now about something that I have no interest in doing, and the only reason you have even gotten anywhere near close to that is because I let you have the Shock Value match so you would shut up against it. But I can’t even get that apparently, I can’t even get you to shut your mouth. I am so tired of this Xander, everything?! All of this?! It’s stupid! Along with that, you’re only ever going to get one answer out of me… no.
(Drake is breathing heavily while he looks dead at Xander. Xander has his head down while the audience gives a sympathetic “Aww,” clearly he’s hurting right now. He did all of this, putting his heart into every bit of the preparation, all because he wanted to be friends and partners with Drake. To be denied like this, no matter how tough you are, especially considering your profession, it’s going to hurt. Drake, seeing this, isn’t phased. He doesn’t give a d-word about what Xander feels or thinks, his answer is final.)
Drake King: (Muttering) Stop giving sympathy to him… I should be the one getting that instead of being laughed at…
Xander Payne: Drake, can you at least tell me one thing if you can…
Drake King: What?
Xander Payne: Are you… at least going to stay for Monopoly…? You are a Payne Club member after all-
BAM!
(Drake takes his fist and slams it against the dinner table in a fit of rage after everything that he’s had to go through today. With that, poor Aldrin Payne is awoken from his slumber, startled as he tosses the macaroni and cheese that he’s eating in the air. That unfortunate meal of macaroni and cheese, is aimed right for the chest of an irate Drake.)
Xander Payne: MOVE!
Drake King: What-
SPLAT!
(In an instant a shot is seen of Drake King being covered head-to-toe with macaroni and cheese. His face is completely scrunched and his eyes are closer while everyone around him is staring wide-eyed at him. Drake, without even opening his eyes, turns over to Aldrin Payne and clenches his fist.)
Drake King: My… my suit… do you… do… DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THIS COST?!
(Drake shouts as he steps back and grabs his head in pain, he has a roaring migraine after everything that he’s been through right now. He shakes his head before turning around and walking not towards the door but somewhere else.)
Drake King: Excuse me, I need a breath of fresh air…
(Drake slides open the door to the patio and steps onto the platform that overlooks the pool area of the house. He’s disheveled and out of breath, not caring much about the macaroni that’s all over his suit. Meanwhile back inside the house, the only thing the Payne family is focused on is Drake who is pacing back and forth right now. All sense of rationality is lost when it comes to him because if it wasn’t, he’d be getting in his car right now. Oh what a mistake he’s made.)
Historia Payne: Daddy? I think Drake needs a bath!
Xander Payne: Huh- NO! NO DON’T!
SPLASH!
(At the speed of light Historia bursts out of her chair and runs to the patio. Drake, too caught up in her thoughts, doesn’t see the daughter run forward and push him. Drake flies into the air and lands into the pool as a laugh track is heard once again. Drake is submerged in the water before he quickly pops his head up catching a breath while looking around at the situation he’s in and back up at Historia as well.)
Drake King: (Sputtering) Y-YOU! WH-WHAT TH-THE- WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU?!
(Drake is clearly struggling to grasp the situation, reaching out and swimming back towards the platform while Xander could not be more shocked at what’s going on right now. Drake grabs at the edge of the pool and pulls himself up ever so slightly. He’s out of breath, shivering cold, MD now officially over it.)
Xander Payne: Well… I guess you can say that was a slippery situation!
Drake King: Wh-why did you sa-say that?! Wait, wh-why is there music play-playing?! Sto-stop. Why-why is the audience chee-cheering?!
(The camera begins to pan out as the entire Payne family has a laugh while Drake is trying to pull himself out of the pool. If this was a sitcom, it might as well be at this point, this would be the end of it. The camera then goes to show the outside of the house one more time, before Sunday Night Voltage then fades to elsewhere.)
(Voltage fades back to ringside, and the crowd cheers as Bella Braxton is seen with a microphone.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen… The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!
(‘The Only Thing They Fear is YOU’ by Mick Gordon hits, and the crowd immediately begins booing. The boos continue as Ryan Wilson begins to walk out, but as usual, Ryan doesn’t pay them much attention. Ryan has a focused look on his face, and he wastes no time making his way down to the ring, walking down the ramp in preparation for his final match before Shock Value.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first… Residing in Newark, New Jersey…. Weighing in at 220 pounds… RRRYYYYAANNNN WWIIIILLLLSSOONNNN!!!!
James Peters: Ryan Wilson is out here, and honestly I think this is about to be a great match!
Rich Russillo: Well, hopefully. I don’t doubt the talent of either man, but Jacob Senn’s attack on Jake Smith earlier tonight was pretty brutal.
James Peters: That’s true, and we all know Ryan will have no problem capitalizing on it all. This could be a bad night for Jake, but we’re just going to have to wait and see.
(‘We’re In Hell’ by SycAmour hits, and the crowd begins cheering as Jake Smith walks out carrying his Unified Tag Team Championship. Despite the positive reception Jake is not happy, and is clearly not at his one hundred percent thanks to the attack by Jacob Senn earlier in the night. Despite this, Jake continues making his way towards the ring, trying to focus on his upcoming match.)
Bella Braxton: And his opponent… Residing in Atlantic City, New Jersey… Weighing in at 210 pounds… HE IS ONE HALF OF THE UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS, JAAAAAAAAKKE SSMMMIIIIIITTTHHHH!!!!!
James Peters: Here comes Jake, and you can see he’s somehow trying to focus on this match, and if Jake can keep his head in the game, we should have a fantastic main event match!
Rich Russillo: Yeah, and I’m not sure who’ll win this, but once again. Ryan has an advantage.
Persephone: Yeah, one he better capitalize on and end this garbage ASAP.
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
James Peters: Here we go, Jake Smith and Ryan Wilson are going head to head, and now these two Elitists begin circling the ring! Jake knows that he’s not 100 percent after what he went through earlier thanks to Jacob Senn, AND NOW RYAN CHARGES AFTER HIM AS HE LOOKS TO RUN JAKE INTO THE CORNER, BUT JAKE IS ABLE TO JUST BARELY GET OUT OF THE WAY AND AVOID RYAN’S GRASP! Like I said, Jake knows very well that he’s at a disadvantage, and he’s gonna have no choice but to watch out for that as Ryan looks to attack!
Rich Russillo: Both Elitists go circling the ring once again, and now I think Ryan’s realizing that Jake has caught on to his plan! Ryan obviously wanted to send Jake into the corner and immediately start furthering the damage Jacob Senn brought to Jake earlier in the night, but I don’t think that’ll happen now! Both men quickly going to lock up, AND RYAN WILSON LOOKS FOR A KICK TO THE MIDSECTION, BUT JAKE SMITH CATCHES THE FOOT! WAIT, RYAN WILSON WITH A STEP UP ENZUIGIRI- BUT JAKE DUCKS UNDER IT AND CAUSES RYAN TO FALL ONTO THE MAT! JAKE NOW QUICKLY CAPITALIZES BEFORE RYAN CAN GET ALL THE WAY BACK UP, APPLYING A HEADLOCK!
James Peters: That was a really close call! Jacob Senn curb stomped Jake onto the steel steps, and being kicked right in the head would not have felt too good in the condition Jake is currently in! Ryan Wilson makes it back up to his feet, AND NOW RYAN WILSON TRIES TO LIFT JAKE UP FOR A BACK SUPLEX, BUT JAKE MANAGES TO PUNCH RYAN AND JUMP OUT OF HIS GRASP! JAKE NOW DUCKING A CLOTHESLINE ATTEMPT AS HE RUNS THE ROPES- BUT RYAN QUICKLY TURNS AND CONNECTS WITH A BOOT TO THE FACE, WHICH STOPS JAKE IN HIS TRACKS!
Persephone: He sure didn’t see that one coming. I don’t know how Jake didn’t avoid that one. He’s tiny, he should be able to avoid most moves.
Rich Russillo: Ryan Wilson now pulling Jake up, AND I THINK RYAN IS SETTING UP FOR POSSIBLY A SUPLEX- BUT JAKE IMMEDIATELY STARTS PUNCHING RYAN IN THE STOMACH! Jake doing everything he can to make sure Ryan isn’t able to follow through with the suplex or worse, AND NOW IT’S JAKE GRABBING ONTO RYAN, SWINGING HIM AROUND FOR A NECKBREAK- NO! RYAN SPINS AROUND AND PUSHES JAKE OFF OF HIM, SENDING HIM INTO THE ROPES!
James Peters: RYAN WILSON CHARGES IN, BUT JAKE LIFTS HIM UP OVER- WAIT NO! RYAN HOLDS ONTO JAKE- AND IT LOOKS LIKE RYAN TRIED TO DELIVER A DDT TO JAKE SMITH, BUT JAKE WAS ABLE TO PUSH RYAN AWAY FROM HIM! JAKE NOW RUNNING IN, AND JAKE GOES FOR A SUPERKICK, BUT RYAN WILSON DUCKS UNDER IT BEFORE GRABBING JAKE! RYAN WILSON NOW SETTING UP FOR AN EXPLODER SUPLEX- BUT JAKE DELIVERS AN ELBOW TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD, FORCING RYAN TO RELEASE HIM!
Rich Russillo: JAKE SMITH NOW LOOKING FOR A BACKSTABBER- BUT RYAN WILSON GRABS ONTO THE ROPES, FORCING JAKE OFF OF HIM AS JAKE DROPS ONTO THE MAT! Ryan Wilson now quickly running in as Jake sits up, AND RYAN CONNECTS WITH A RUNNING PENALTY KICK! RYAN WILSON NOW WITH THE FIRST COVER OF THE MATCH!
ONE!
TW-
Rich Russillo: JAKE KICKS OUT! I know for sure that Ryan Wilson doesn’t want to lose this match under any circumstances, so I get why he’d go for a pin that early. Better off at least trying.
Persephone: Basically, Ryan knows he sucks and he’s a loser and if he loses to the hurt Shorty J that’ll just make him look like more of a loser right before his title match that he’s 100 percent not winning. Correct?
Rich Russillo: :whoa: I didn’t say all of that!
Persephone: But it’s not wrong-
James Peters: Anyways since the two of you are getting distracted, Ryan Wilson now has Jake Smith in a rear chinlock, and it looks like Ryan is pulling out all the stops to take Jake down tonight! Jake Smith is doing everything he can to stay in this one, even though it’s pretty clear that he’s fighting at a disadvantage tonight!
Rich Russillo: Jake Smith makes it back to his knees, AND NOW RYAN WILSON LOOKS TO LIFT JAKE UP FOR POSSIBLY A REVERSE SUPLEX- BUT JAKE MANAGES TO TWIST HIMSELF AROUND BEFORE DROPPING BACK DOWN TO HIS FEET! Jake now with a quick kick to the midsection, AND NOW THERE’S A SNAP DDT BY ONE HALF OF THE UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS! Ryan Wilson now rolling towards the ropes in a smart move to avoid being pinned, but Jake Smith has found his way back in this one!
James Peters: Ryan Wilson is pulling himself back up on the ring apron, and now Jake is approaching him to try and pull Ryan up- BUT RYAN MANAGES TO CONNECT WITH AN ELBOW STRIKE TO THE JAW! Jake Smith stumbles back, holding his jaw after that forearm, BUT JAKE QUICKLY JUMPS BACK AND HITS RYAN WITH AN ENZUIGIRI! That enzuigiri just dropped Ryan on the apron, and now Jake Smith is making his way out to the apron, seemingly having something in mind!
Persephone: You’d think Jake would know better than to even try going out to the apron again after how he screwed up at King of Elite, or after what JUST happened tonight, but whatever.
Rich Russillo: Jake Smith now pulling Ryan Wilson up, AND JAKE RUNS RYAN BACK FIRST INTO THE RING POST, CAUSING RYAN TO DROP OFF OF THE APRON! It looks like Jake wasn’t planning to stay on the apron for too long, as he now goes down to ringside in pursuit of Ryan! Jake now pulling Ryan up, AND JAKE SMITH SENDS RYAN WILSON INTO THE RING POST, FORCING RYAN’S SHOULDER TO CONNECT WITH IT! Jake looks frustrated, and that’s likely because he’s still thinking about what Jacob Senn did earlier!
James Peters: I get the frustration, but Jake needs to keep his head in this match if he wants to defeat Ryan. Jake now rolling Ryan back into the ring before following behind, AND NOW JAKE GRABS RYAN BEFORE SENDING HIM INTO THE RING POST! Ryan Wilson now falling out of the corner, AND JAKE SMITH GRABS RYAN BEFORE DELIVERING A DRAGON SUPLEX!!! JAKE NOW WITH THE BRIDGING PIN TO POSSIBLY PUT RYAN WILSON AWAY!
ONE!
TWO-
James Peters: NO, RYAN WILSON MANAGES TO KICK OUT BEFORE THREE AND KEEP THIS MATCH ALIVE! Jake Smith is quickly back on the offensive though, knowing that he can’t give Ryan any room to recover! Jake now delivering nasty elbow shots to the back of Ryan’s head, and at this point, I think Ryan might have lost whatever advantage he had at the start of this match!
Rich Russillo: No doubt. Jake entered this match less than a hundred percent, but at this point both of these men might be worse for wear! Jake Smith now pulling Ryan up, AND NOW JAKE LIFTS RYAN UP INTO A SUPLEX POSITION- BUT RYAN LANDS A KNEE TO THE TOP OF JAKE’S HEAD BEFORE DROPPING DOWN TO HIS FEET! Jake now stumbling into the corner, and Ryan Wilson has something in mind!
Persephone: I’d say “this better be good”, but I’m not even gonna get my hopes up with Ryan Wilson.
James Peters: Ryan Wilson now charging in, AND RYAN JUMPS UP ONTO JAKE, BEFORE DELIVERING A MONKEY FLIP THAT SENDS JAKE NEARLY ALL THE WAY TO THE OPPOSITE CORNER! JAKE SMITH NOW SLOWLY USING THE TURNBUCKLES TO PULL HIMSELF BACK UP, BUT RYAN WILSON SEEMS TO HAVE ANOTHER MAJOR MOVE IN MIND AS HE WAITS FOR JAKE TO GET INTO POSITION!
Rich Russillo: HELLUVA KICK!!! RYAN WILSON JUST CHARGED IN AND DELIVERED A NASTY HELLUVA KICK, AND NOW RYAN GRABS JAKE AS HE STUMBLES OUT OF THE CORNER, BEFORE LIFTING HIM UP AND PLANTING HIM ONTO THE MAT WITH A GUTWRENCH SUPLEX! That’s a display of strength that we don’t always see from Ryan, but Ryan is clearly looking to build momentum heading into Shock Value! RYAN WILSON NOW WITH THE COVER TO PUT JAKE SMITH AWAY!
ONE!
TWO!!
Rich Russillo: AND YET JAKE SMITH IS STILL ABLE TO GET THE SHOULDER UP!
Persephone: Of course he is. 🙄
James Peters: Ryan Wilson now slowly sitting back up, and while Jake Smith entered this match a bit hurt thanks to Jacob Senn’s attack, Jake is still no slouch. He’s a phenomenal competitor and it’s always taken a lot to keep him down! Tonight is just no exception, because as you can see, Jake Smith is still in this match! Ryan’s slowly pulling Jake back up though, and I think Ryan is about to look for a move that could turn things around and actually bring this match to an end!
Persephone: Not getting my hopes up.
Rich Russillo: RYAN WILSON LIFTS JAKE UP FOR LE BOMBE BLEU- BUT JAKE IS ABLE TO PUSH HIMSELF OVER RYAN, FLIPPING OVER HIM AND ONTO HIS FEET! RYAN WILSON TURNS AROUND AND LOOKS FOR A LARIAT, BUT JAKE SMITH DUCKS UNDER IT, BEFORE DROPPING RYAN WILSON TO THE MAT WITH A SUPERKICK! JAKE SMITH QUICKLY HANGS ONTO THE ROPES JUST TO KEEP HIMSELF ON HIS FEET, BUT SOMEHOW JAKE HAS ONCE AGAIN AVOIDED A LOSS AS HE DROPPED RYAN TO THE MAT JUST MOMENTS AFTER RYAN ATTEMPTED LE BOMBE BLEU! WHAT A TURN OF EVENTS THANKS TO JAKE!
James Peters: Jake Smith is slowly pulling himself up to the middle rope, and we usually know what Jake is setting up for when he’s up there, but I don’t even think Ryan knows where he is, much less what Jake is thinking about! Ryan just had his head kicked in, and that’s going to take some time to recover from! Unfortunately for him that just means more time for Jake to recover too!
Persephone: … Which just means this match might end up lasting even longer thanks to these two getting chances to catch their breath. Just perfect. :francis:
Rich Russillo: Ryan Wilson is slowly pulling himself up to a knee, AND NOW JAKE SMITH JUMPS OFF OF THE MIDDLE ROPE! HELL ABOVE- NO! RYAN WILSON WITH A BACK BODY DROP TO AVOID THE HELL ABOVE- AND JAKE SMITH WAS ABLE TO LAND ON HIS FEET! JAKE KNEW WHAT WAS COMING AND WAS ABLE TO LAND ON HIS FEET- AND IT LOOKS LIKE RYAN WILSON ANTICIPATED THAT TOO, AS RYAN LIFTS JAKE UP AND SUCCESSFULLY DELIVERS LE BOMBE BLEU!!! LE BOMBE BLEU CONNECTS THIS TIME, AND RYAN HOLDS ONTO JAKE FOR THE PIN TO PUT THIS ONE AWAY!
ONE!
TWO!!
THRE-
James Peters: JAKE KICKS OUT!!! SOMEHOW JAKE SMITH JUST KICKED OUT BEFORE THREE AND RYAN WILSON CAN’T BELIEVE IT!!! RYAN WILSON CAN’T BELIEVE HIS EYES, SOMEHOW JAKE SMITH SURVIVED LE BOMBE BLEU, AND HE’S STILL IN THIS MATCH!
Persephone: I can’t believe it either. Jake’s like a roach. Tiny, disgusting, and for some reason won’t die.
James Peters: Ryan Wilson is asking the referee for confirmation, and that was indeed a two count! This match is still on, and that’s not what Ryan Wilson wanted at all!
Persephone: Can’t say it’s what I wanted either, but clearly we don’t always get what we want.
Rich Russillo: I don’t know if Jake wants this match to continue much either. He may have survived Le Bombe Bleu, but Ryan is still in control! Jake Smith is trying to pull himself back up, BUT RYAN WILSON BEGINS TO VICIOUSLY STOMP AT ONE HALF OF THE UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS! Jake Smith is forced to roll out to the ring apron to protect himself, and that’s just a testament to how brutal this match has become! These two are hitting each other with everything they possibly can!
Persephone: Yeah but it’s all been completely ineffective so it’s not like it means anything.
James Peters: Jake is slowly pulling himself up on the ring apron, AND NOW RYAN WILSON HITS JAKE WITH AN ELBOW STRIKE! Ryan now grabbing Jake by the head before pulling him through the ropes just under the top rope, AND I THINK RYAN IS LOOKING FOR A ROPE HUNG DDT- BUT JAKE SMITH JUST BARELY PUSHES HIMSELF OFF OF THE MIDDLE ROPE, RE-ENTERING THE RING AND RUNNING RYAN ALL THE WAY TO THE OPPOSITE SIDE OF THE RING, SENDING BOTH HIMSELF AND RYAN THROUGH THE OTHER PAIR OF ROPES AND OUT TO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR! JAKE AVOIDED THE DDT, BUT I DON’T KNOW IF IT WAS WORTH IT!
Rich Russillo: I don’t know about you, but I think it was a fair tradeoff! Jake Smith may have been hurt by that fall, but he didn’t take any more damage than Ryan Wilson did! Both of these men are worse for wear, and that’s exactly what Jake needed to protect his chances of leaving Voltage tonight with a victory! Both men are slowly starting to pull themselves back up using the ring apron, AND NOW JAKE SMITH HITS RYAN WILSON WITH A RIGHT HAND!
James Peters: YEAH, BUT RYAN IS ABLE TO HIT JAKE WITH A RIGHT HAND IN RETURN, AND NOW RYAN GRABS JAKE BEFORE SLAMMING HIS FACE ONTO THE RING APRON! Ryan Wilson now grabbing Jake, AND RYAN LIFTS JAKE UP INTO A SUPLEX POSITION, BEFORE DROPPING JAKE ONTO THE RING APRON WITH AN X-PLEX! IMPRESSIVE MOVE BY RYAN WILSON, AND THAT DID ALL THE DAMAGE HE NEEDED TO! Ryan now pushing Jake back under the bottom rope and into the ring, but he doesn’t follow directly behind!
Persephone: Yeah. Instead he’s going to the top rope for some reason. Since when does Ryan Wilson dive?
Rich Russillo: Ryan Wilson isn’t known for his diving maneuvers, but he is someone that can be unpredictable inside of the ring, and it looks like right now we’re about to see proof of that! Jake Smith is in the middle of the ring laid out, AND NOW RYAN WILSON DIVES IN, LOOKING FOR A FROG SPLASH!!!! AND IT CONNECTS- WAIT! WAIT A SECOND!!
James Peters: JAKE SMITH GOT THE KNEES UP, FORCING RYAN WILSON TO ROLL OFF OF HIM IN PAIN! JAKE SMITH GOT THE KNEES UP JUST BEFORE RYAN COULD LAND ON HIM WITH THE FROG SPLASH, AND I CAN’T EVEN IMAGINE THE PAIN RYAN IS IN RIGHT NOW!
Rich Russillo: I don’t WANT to imagine it! Ryan Wilson’s in a world of pain, and that is exactly what Jake Smith needed in order to pull himself back into this match! Jake Smith is slowly pulling himself up as Ryan Wilson tries to get to his knees, and it looks like Jake is about to take advantage of the situation Ryan is in right now! JAKE SMITH CHARGES IN, SO LONG AND GOODNIGHT!!! SO LONG AND GOODNIGHT CONNECTS TO RYAN WILSON, AND NOW JAKE SMITH COLLAPSES ONTO RYAN FOR THE COVER!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE-
James Peters: AND YET STILL, SOMEHOW, SOMEWAY, THIS MATCH IS STILL ON!
Persephone: WHY WON’T THEY DIE!?!?
James Peters: Ryan Wilson managed to throw the shoulder up just before the referee could reach three, and this is exactly why Ryan is in the EAW World Championship picture! This is an incredible display of talent by both Ryan and Jake, and an incredible main event that we’re being able to witness tonight! This has been such a good match, and it still is not over!
Persephone: GOOD??? IN WHAT WORLD!?!? THIS MATCH SUCKS, WHEN WILL IT END!?!?
Rich Russillo: Jake Smith slowly sits back up, and instead of going to the referee, I think Jake is just weighing his options here. He has to be wondering what more it’ll take to put Ryan away after all they’ve done in this match, and honestly I don’t blame Jake one bit for being confused, or surprised, or frustrated, or however he’s feeling right now! This is an insane match after what Jake already went through earlier tonight, and it’s so impressive seeing these two deliver like this!
James Peters: Jake Smith slowly gets back up to his feet, and now he’s slowly starting to drag Ryan Wilson back up! Jake is clearly setting up for something major here, but I’d be lying if I said I could tell you exactly what! Jake is pulling Ryan back from behind- WAIT A SECOND, SCRATCH THAT! I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT JAKE IS LOOKING FOR, AND IF THIS CONNECTS THEN WE MIGHT AS WELL FORGET EVERYTHING ELSE WE’VE SAID, BECAUSE THIS MATCH IS ABOUT TO COME TO AN END AFTER ALL! JAKE SMITH HOOKS RYAN BACK, AND NOW HE SPINS AROUND FOR THE STARMAKER-
Rich Russillo: REVERSE DDT!!!! HOW!?!? HOW DID RYAN WILSON JUST MANAGE A COUNTER LIKE THAT!!!??? JAKE SMITH WAS LOOKING FOR THE STARMAKER, AND AT THE LAST SECOND RYAN STOPPED HIMSELF AND DELIVERED A REVERSE DDT INSTEAD, DROPPING JAKE ONTO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD! These are two extremely smart Elitists when it comes to their abilities inside of the ring, and we’re seeing that right now as Ryan Wilson finds an incredible way out of the Starmaker! This match was so close to ending, and Ryan stopped that!
Persephone: PLEASE stop reminding me that these two keep coming close to ending this garbage.
Rich Russillo: Sorry. :lupe:
James Peters: :skip: Why would you apologize- actually nevermind. Jake Smith was just laid out by Ryan Wilson, but Ryan is not really in any condition to capitalize as just a few moments ago he was hit with “So Long and Goodnight”. Ryan couldn’t even make it to the cover fast enough for it to matter, so now he’s taking the time to pull himself to the ropes, likely looking to use them to pull himself to his feet! This has been a very violent match, and I’m really impressed by what these two have brought to the ring!
Rich Russillo: Ryan Wilson now finally pulling himself to his feet, but it looks like Jake Smith is slowly starting to find his back up as well! Both men back to their feet, AND NOW RYAN WILSON CHARGES IN LOOKING FOR THE STANDARD VARIATION OF THE SUPERMAN PUNCH- BUT JAKE SMITH DUCKS UNDER IT! JAKE NOW ATTEMPTING A PELE KICK, BUT RYAN AVOIDS IT BEFORE GRABBING JAKE BY THE LEG! I THINK RYAN MIGHT BE SETTING UP FOR AN ANKLE LOCK- BUT JAKE KICKS HIM AWAY BEFORE THAT COULD HAPPEN! JUST LIKE THAT, THESE TWO ARE GETTING RIGHT BACK AT IT!
James Peters: JAKE QUICKLY GETS BACK TO HIS FEET, AND NOW RYAN WILSON LOOKS FOR A LARIAT! JAKE MANAGES TO AVOID THE LARIAT ATTEMPT, AND NOW JAKE TAKES RYAN WILSON DOWN WITH AN ARM DRAG! Ryan Wilson rushing back to his feet, AND NOW JAKE SMITH LOOKS FOR A BICYCLE KICK- BUT RYAN WILSON CATCHES JAKE’S BOOT! RYAN NOW SPINS JAKE AROUND, AND THERE’S A KICK TO THE MIDSECTION! RYAN NOW LOOKING FOR THE MIC DROP- BUT JAKE SMITH QUICKLY BEGINS PUNCHING AWAY AT THE MIDSECTION, AND THIS CAUSES RYAN TO BACK AWAY FROM HIM!
Rich Russillo: SUPERKICK!!!! SUPERKICK BY JAKE SMITH, AND NOW-
(‘Head Like a Hole’ by Nine Inch Nails hits, and the crowd immediately explodes into a loud and mixed reaction as Jacob Senn begins to make his way down the ramp. Jake Smith can’t believe what he’s seeing, and is immediately pissed off upon seeing Jacob’s appearance.)
James Peters: Oh no! It looks like Jacob Senn is looking to catch a close up view of this match, and that’s not at all what’s needed for Jake right now! Jake needs to keep himself focused on this match, or else-
Rich Russillo: SCHOOL BOY BY RYAN WILSON!!! RYAN WILSON IS GONNA STEAL IT!!
ONE!
TWO-
Rich Russillo: JAKE SMITH KICKS OUT, BUT NOW RYAN WILSON GRABS JAKE AND LIFTS HIM UP INTO A POWERBOMB POSITION- JUST FOR JAKE TO HIT A STRONG ELBOW AND JUMP OUT OF IT! JAKE NOW RUNNING OFF THE ROPES- BUT RYAN CONNECTS WITH A BOOT TO THE FACE! RYAN WILSON NOW GRABBING JAKE IN A FRONT FACELOCK, AND NOW RYAN LIFTS JAKE UP BEFORE DELIVERING A FALCON ARROW!!! THE FALCON ARROW CONNECTS, AND NOW THERE’S ANOTHER COVER!!!
ONE!
TWO!!
THRE-
James Peters: AND JAKE SMITH IS ABLE TO KICK OUT JUST BEFORE THREE!!! Jake is still in this match, but he’s at a heavy disadvantage! Jacob Senn is out here, and there’s just no way Jake is going to be able to keep his head in the game like this! Jacob Senn is trying to set Jake up for failure!
Rich Russillo: That, or Jacob just wants front row seats! Either way Jake is in some trouble, and I don’t know how he’s going to get out of this one the way things are going right now! Ryan Wilson is pulling himself up now, and-
(‘Invincible’ by Pop Smoke hits, and an annoyed Chris Elite begins to make his way down the ramp as the crowd begins to cheer. Chris makes his way down to ringside, on the opposite side of the ring from Jacob Senn. Senn and Elite do make eye contact for a moment, knowing that they’re on opposite sides of this match.)
James Peters: It looks like Jake Smith won’t have to be alone after all! Chris Elite is out here to make things even, and I don’t think Jacob Senn OR Ryan Wilson like that very much!
Rich Russillo: Ryan Wilson is arguing with Chris Elite, but I don’t think that’s the smartest thing for him to do right now!
Ryan Wilson: (off-mic) WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!? GET OUT OF HERE!
(Ryan Wilson continues shouting at Chris Elite, and in the meantime, Jake Smith slowly begins to make his way back up.)
James Peters: BACKSTABBER!!! JAKE SMITH CONNECTS WITH A BACKSTABBER, AND NOW IT’S HIM GOING FOR THE COVER!!!
ONE!
TWO!!
TH-
James Peters: JUST FOR RYAN WILSON TO SOMEHOW FIND A WAY TO KICK OUT!!! Somehow Ryan Wilson didn’t fall victim to that distraction and found a way to keep his chances of winning alive!
(Jake is clearly frustrated by this point, and it’s not even fully because of Ryan kicking out, but more so because of Jacob Senn’s appearance at ringside during this match.)
Rich Russillo: Jake is slowly waiting for Ryan Wilson to sit up, and Jake looks pissed! Obviously things have heat up between himself and Jacob Senn, and now Jacob is here to try and make things worse! JAKE NOW RUNNING THE ROPES ON THE OPPOSITE SIDE OF THE RING FROM JACOB, AND HE GOES FOR SO LONG AND GOODNIGHT- BUT RYAN DUCKS UNDER IT! JAKE HAS TO BOUNCE OFF OF THE OPPOSITE PAIR TO STOP HIMSELF- BUT NOW JACOB TAKES THE OPPORTUNITY TO PULL DOWN THE MIDDLE ROPE, FORCING JAKE TO FALL OUT OF THE RING AND OUT TO RINGSIDE!!!
Persephone: :wtf: HE JUST ATTACKED HIM! DQ!!! DQ!!!!! RING THE BELL!!!!! RING IT!!!!
James Peters: It didn’t count as a DQ because Jacob didn’t put his hands on Jake! The referee is yelling at Jacob Senn though- AND IT LOOKS LIKE NOW THAT MIGHT NOT MATTER, BECAUSE JAKE SMITH JUST TACKLED JACOB SENN WITH A DOUBLE LEG TAKEDOWN AND NOW JAKE IS LAYING INTO HIM, PUNCHING AND ELBOWING AWAY AT HIS SHOCK VALUE OPPONENT, LOOKING TO GET PAYBACK FOR THAT ATTACK EARLIER!
Rich Russillo: JACOB SENN PUSHES JAKE OFF OF HIM BEFORE QUICKLY GETTING BACK TO HIS FEET, AND NOW JACOB RUNS JAKE INTO THE BARRICADE AT THE ENTRANCE RAMP! WHAT JACOB DID A MOMENT AGO MIGHT NOT HAVE COUNTED AS A DQ, BUT THAT CERTAINLY DID! THE REFEREE HAS NO OTHER CHOICE BUT TO CALL THIS ONE OFF, AND IT LOOKS LIKE THAT’S IT FOR THIS ONE!
Persephone: THANK GOD! THANK THE LORD! THANK REX MCALLISTER! FINALLY THIS IS OVER!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
James Peters: JAKE SMITH AND JACOB SENN ARE GOING BACK AND FORTH ON THE RAMP, AND THIS MATCH HAS COME TO AN ABRUPT END THANKS TO THE BRAWL BETWEEN THESE TWO! THINGS HAVE HEAT UP SO MUCH IN SUCH A SHORT AMOUNT OF TIME, BUT THEN AGAIN, THIS WAS TWO YEARS IN THE MAKING! THIS IS WHAT JACOB SENN WAS WAITING FOR ALL THIS TIME!
Rich Russillo: WAIT! CHRIS ELITE IS ABOUT TO-
(Chris Elite makes his way from ringside to go help, but he’s grabbed by the arm by Ryan Wilson from inside of the ring.)
Ryan Wilson: (off-mic) What’s wrong with you two!? Couldn’t just wait until we were done!? What, you were looking for “payback” or something-
James Peters: OH, CHRIS ELITE WITH A RIGHT HAND TO RYAN WILSON!!!
(Ryan Wilson falls back as Chris Elite turns back towards the ramp. Unfortunately for Chris, Jake and Jacob’s brawl has already made it to the top of the stage, and the two are making their way to the backstage area, continuing to trade punches.)
James Peters: That brawl is continuing, meanwhile Chris Elite doesn’t look too happy!
(Chris begins to circle the ring, shaking his head as he looks at Ryan Wilson.)
Rich Russillo: Why would he be happy after all that went down tonight?
(‘Enemy Strike’ by Yuki Hayashi hits as Ryan Wilson and Chris Elite look over to the stage, and the crowd gets on their feet, beginning to cheer as Myles steps out to the stage with his EAW Championship, as well as a microphone in his hand. Myles looks around at the crowd for a second, but it’s pretty clear from the look on his face that Myles is actually not in the best mood, which is likely because of what happened last week. Myles is visibly annoyed, and doesn’t waste much time walking down to the ring.)
James Peters: The EAW World Champion is making his way down to the ring just moments after the chaos we just witnessed in our main event, and it looks like he has something to get off his chest!
Rich Russillo: That’s right. Last week Ryan Wilson made a major claim for becoming EAW Champion after managing to take out both Chris Elite and Myles, and if it wasn’t already obvious, Myles isn’t in too much of a good mood.
Persephone: Nobody’s ever in a good mood around here. That’s kinda what happens when the show sucks on a weekly basis.
(Ryan Wilson doesn’t look too happy after having his match called off, meanwhile Chris Elite goes over to the timekeepers area himself to grab a microphone, knowing what’s about to happen.)
Myles: You know what? I’ve had a week to sit back and think about what happened last time I was out here, and I’m impressed. I’m impressed, because Ryan Wilson actually managed to make a statement. Ryan you’ve been trying to convince the world that you have what it takes to win the EAW World Championship. You’re trying to get everyone to believe that you have what it takes to defeat Chris Elite, and that you have what it takes to defeat me. You want everyone to believe that you CAN win the High Voltage match, and when you saw that Chris and I didn’t share those beliefs, and that we didn’t see you as the same major threat you believe you are, you did whatever you could to prove us wrong. You attacked me, and things escalated to a brawl and in the end, Ryan Wilson of all people was the last man standing. You got what you wanted. You got the opportunity to prove that you can at least be a major player in this match, and you know what? Good for you. Great job, Ryan! You took us out, you knocked us unconscious, and in just one week’s time, all of that is going to go right out of the window as I beat the shit out of you and remind you that even at your best day you’re not capable of defeating me.
(The crowd cheers as Ryan Wilson just stares at Myles in frustration, and Myles makes his way into the ring.)
Myles: I can’t blame you for doing what you did. I can’t blame you for wanting to send a message, but if both you and Chris Elite are going to walk into Shock Value with your heads held high, confidence through the roof, prepared to add another major accomplishment to your resumes at my expense, then it’s my job to bring you down to Earth by doing what I do best. I know what that High Voltage match is going to be like. The three of us are about to go through hell in a week’s time, but I don’t think you understand that I’m perfectly fine with that. You can attack me and you can get your time to shine, but when it matters most I’m going to do what I need to do. I’m going to make sure that I have my hand held high, and this goes to you too, Chris, because I haven’t forgotten a word you said.
(Myles stares at Chris Elite as he says this, but Chris doesn’t look too bothered by him.)
Myles: I know what you expect this match to be. You think that this is your time to become double Champion. You think that this is where you become World Champion again, and it’s not. This isn’t your time, and it’s not Ryan’s time. Don’t bother hoping for a new World Champion at Shock Value, because when I enter that High Voltage match, I’ll only have one goal in mind, and that’s to make sure I am the last man standing.
(Ryan slowly walks over to the end of the ring and speaks towards the timekeepers area. One of the staff members walks over to Ryan, handing him a microphone.)
Ryan Wilson: Myles, I think you’re forgetting a really, really big part in all of this. You and Chris Elite? You’ve done nothing but underestimate me, overlook me and my abilities, and ignore the type of damage I can do in a match like High Voltage. That little fight last week was self inflicted, and what happens at Shock Value will also be self inflicted, because for SOME reason, neither of you can accept the fact that the biggest threat in this match is NOT the man that had to use his stupid Gawd Contract to put himself in this match, NOT you, but me. The biggest threat in this match is the man that willingly put himself through hell just to get here. The biggest threat in this match is the man who was actually able to raise that Championship up as the show was coming to a close. That’s right, I, RYAN JOSEPH WILSON, AM THE NEXT EAW WORLD CHAMPION!
(Myles just shakes his head in annoyance.)
Myles: Ryan, can you give me one reason why I shouldn’t just lay you out right now and shut you the fuck up?
Ryan Wilson: You can do whatever you want, Myles. You *do* remember what happened last week. That wasn’t just a fluke. I’m the man that’s going to take that title, so if you want to let your emotions and anger take over now you can feel free to, but that’s not going to change the fact that at Shock Value, this title reign of yours is going to come to an end. You had a pretty good thing going! New Eden finally fell apart, as we all predicted, you defeated Drake King and finally sent him out of the Championship picture… But that’s about as far as this title reign is going to go, because I don’t plan to leave Shock Value empty handed. Giving you two a reminder of what I’m capable of was just the start.
(Ryan walks up to Myles, and points at the EAW Championship.)
Ryan Wilson: I’m not just a main event player, Myles. I’m the man that’ll be taking that title at Shock Value, and by the biggest show of the year, I’ll be the man in the main event-
Chris Elite: There’s just no fucking way you actually believe any of that.
(The crowd cheers, and Chris Elite makes his way up the ring apron, before stepping into the ring.)
Chris Elite: Honestly I don’t know why I even entertain any of this. End of the day I couldn’t give a shit if I used the Gawd Contract to enter the match, I couldn’t give a shit when my last World Championship reign was, I don’t even care about my King of Elite loss at this point, because Shock Value is one week away and I’m already tired of hearing your voice. All I care about is entering that High Voltage match, because..
(Chris turns to Myles.)
Chris Elite: You’re completely right. I do think this is my time to become a double Champion. I do think this is where I add another World Championship to my resume, and I’m not about to let you or Ryan get in the way of me finally reaching the top again. This little run at the top is over Myles, and good for you finally getting a taste of what being World Champ is like, but this is it. If you wanted this title reign to continue you shouldn’t have agreed to facing me again, because I’m not leaving without that title..
(Chris Elite turns back to Ryan Wilson.)
Chris Elite: And unlike you I can back up the shit I say. Regardless of why I entered the match, I can at least say that I’m good enough to compete in matches like this. I can say that I’m a World Championship level competitor. I can say that I actually have a shot at dethroning Myles, but you? You’re not winning shit. You were always fighting an uphill battle competing in a match like this, and now that I’m in the picture? You might as well go back home, and just watch Shock Value from there. That way it’ll save you the embarrassment, and you won’t have to be there in person when I’m the one holding up that title.
(Ryan stops for a second, and he chuckles a bit,)
Ryan Wilson: Really? YOU? You’re gonna win the title? These days you can’t even win a match on your own merit. You’ve gone all 2022 talking about how well you’ve done and your record in singles matches, but these days every single match you have seems to be tainted with some sort of interference. You know, like Shock Value will be full of since it won’t be a one on one. It’ll be a triple threat, where anything can happen. I wish I could believe you Chris, and take your words seriously, but it’s kinda hard to do that these days.
(Chris Elite looks at Ryan for a second, and just rolls his eyes before starting to speak again.)
Chris Elite: You know what? Fuck it, you’re right. I actually am fucking tired of all these interferences screwing up my matches, so how about this? Since you care so much about my Gawd Contract and can’t help but worry about it every five seconds, you’re gonna love this.
(Ryan looks at Chris with a bit of confusion, and Chris just turns towards the crowd.)
Chris Elite: Going forward, consider all interferences on Voltage BANNED.
James Peters: WHAT???
Rich Russillo: ALL INTERFERENCES ARE BANNED???
Persephone: :mjlol: Okay.
(Myles actually looks a bit surprised, as does Ryan Wilson, and Chris Elite just turns around towards the two.)
Chris Elite: There. Happy now? No more dumbass interferences ruining shit.
(There’s a bit of a silence, besides the crowd who don’t even know what to think after that announcement, and it’s all because of the surprise coming from Chris Elite.)
Chris Elite: Now, going forward there won’t be any excuses. Just wins and losses. At Shock Value I plan to get one of my biggest wins yet, and after that I don’t wanna hear any bitching about the Gawd Contract, or me not originally being here, because at the end of the day, I’m going to win. I’m going to be the better competitor, and there won’t be any excuses.
(Chris Elite walks up to Myles.)
Chris Elite: Enjoy your reign while it lasts, ‘cause time is running out.
Myles: Really? That was a nice little stunt you just pulled, but it’s not like interferences would’ve meant anything come Shock Value, anyway. I knew what I was really signing myself up for from the very beginning, and I don’t know about you Chris since your experience with triple threats hasn’t been too great this year, but I’m actually ready for this. I’m prepared and I was always prepared, because fighting is what I do. It’s always been my thing, and I don’t care what you’re here for or why you’re here. We agreed on making this match a triple threat, but clearly you had the wrong idea all this time. You’re not taking this.
(Myles turns away from Chris and walks up to Ryan Wilson.)
Myles: And you? Well I only have one thing to-
James Peters: OH! MYLES JUST TOSSED HIS MICROPHONE OUT THE RING AND HEADBUTTED RYAN WILSON! RYAN JUST DROPPED TO THE MAT AND NOW MYLES TURNS TOWARDS CHRIS ELITE!
Rich Russillo: MYLES JUST GOT SOME PAYBACK ON RYAN, AND NOW IT LOOKS LIKE WE ONCE AGAIN HAVE A BRAWL UNDERWAY AS CHRIS ELITE AND MYLES BEGIN TRADING LEFTS AND RIGHTS! MYLES AND CHRIS ARE GOING BACK AND FORTH, AND THIS ISN’T HOW I EXPECTED TO CLOSE OUT VOLTAGE, BUT I DON’T THINK ANY OF THESE MEN CARE!
James Peters: RYAN WILSON JUST PULLED MYLES OFF OF CHRIS, AND NOW RYAN GOES AFTER CHRIS ELITE WITH A FOREARM STRIKE, SENDING CHRIS TO A KNEE! Ryan Wilson now turning towards Myles, AND RYAN WILSON GOES FOR A SUPERMAN PUNCH!
Rich Russillo: NOT THIS TIME! MYLES DUCKS UNDER IT BEFORE RUNNING THE ROPES, AND NOW MYLES DELIVERS A CLOTHESLINE, WAIT NO! RYAN WILSON DUCKS UNDER IT-
James Peters: AND CHRIS ELITE CHARGES IN BEFORE SENDING ALL THREE ELITISTS OVER THE TOP ROPE!!! CHRIS WENT FOR A CLOTHESLINE ON BOTH RYAN AND MYLES, AND ENDED UP TAKING HIMSELF OUT OF THE RING IN THE PROCESS! ALL THREE MEN ARE OUT AT RINGSIDE, BUT IT LOOKS LIKE THEY’RE NOT TAKING TOO LONG TO GET BACK UP TO THEIR FEET!
Rich Russillo: CHRIS ELITE GRABS MYLES, AND NOW CHRIS RUNS MYLES INTO THE BARRICADE! Chris now grabbing Ryan, BUT RYAN LANDS A PUNCH TO THE MIDSECTION! CHRIS ELITE NOW WITH A FOREARM, BUT RYAN HITS CHRIS WITH A FOREARM OF HIS OWN IN RETURN!
James Peters: MYLES NOW WITH A KICK TO RYAN, AND NOW MYLES AND RYAN ARE GOING BACK AND FORTH, AND CHRIS HITS MYLES WITH ANOTHER FOREARM, BUT MYLES GRABS CHRIS BEFORE SENDING HIM INTO THE RING POST!
Rich Russillo: RYAN TRIES TO RESPOND BY CATCHING MYLES WITH AN ATTACK FROM BEHIND, BUT MYLES CATCHES RYAN WITH A BACK ELBOW! Chris Elite is still on his feet though, AND HE HITS MYLES WITH A KNEE TO THE MIDSECTION- BUT THIS ONLY ALLOWS RYAN TO CHARGE IN AND HIT CHRIS WITH A BOOT TO THE FACE, CAUSING CHRIS TO STUMBLE TOWARDS THE BARRICADE!
James Peters: RYAN LOOKS TO CHARGE BACK IN, BUT CHRIS ELITE LANDS A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! CHRIS NOW GRABBING RYAN, AND CHRIS THROWS HIM AT MYLES- WHO KNOCKS RYAN AWAY WITH AN ELBOW BEFORE RUNNING AT CHRIS!
(As the three Elitists continue to fight, security guards and officials begin to run down the ramp.)
James Peters: It looks like security was prepared this time after what went down last week, as all of these officials are here to break up the fight!
Rich Russillo: These three clearly want to hurt each other, and unfortunately for these fans, they won’t be able to do any further damage until Shock Value.
James Peters: Well as this fight is being broken up, I suppose now is the time to tell you all that this is all we have for you all tonight! This was a fantastic show, but what we have planned for Shock Value is even better! Stay tuned, because you won’t want to miss this one! As always I’m James Peters, and with me is Rich Russillo and Persephone Tsitsipas, goodnight!
(The crowd boos as tons of officials pull Chris Elite, Myles and Ryan Wilson away from each other. The three men try to get to each other, but the officials are able to slowly pull the three up the ramp and to the back as Voltage comes to a close.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
