(EAW intro plays.)
(The camera opens up to a recap of last week’s Voltage, showing all of last week’s winners before the recap ends. After this, the camera fades over to the Tarraco Arena in Tarragona, Spain, where the final Voltage of the season is being held. The thousands of fans in attendance cheer as the opening pyro shoots from the stage. After this, the camera pans over to Rich Russillo and Persephone, seated at the commentary table.)
Rich Russillo: Ladies and gentlemen… My name is Rich Russillo and with me is Persephone Tsitsipas… Welcome to the FINAL Sunday Night Voltage of season 18!
Persephone: I thought we’d never make it here. These seasons last forever.
Rich Russillo: It’s funny you say that, because I actually can’t believe we’re already here! It feels like the season breezed by us, but with us at the final Voltage of the season, you know what this means?
Persephone: Even less action than usual?
Rich Russillo: No. It means, Pain for Pride is NEXT WEEK!
(Voltage fades towards the stage following Rich and Persephone’s words, and after a moment, ‘Gloria’ by London Symphony Orchestra hits. This causes the fans in attendance to begin cheering as they prepare to see the Universal Women’s Champion, and before long Bea Valentine begins making her way out to the stage, wearing her Championship around her waist while a microphone is seen in her hand. Wasting little time, Bea begins making her way towards the ring.)
Rich Russillo: Bea Valentine is out here, and we’re only a week away from her biggest Universal Women’s Championship defense yet, as she prepares to face off against Ms. Extreme! I have to say, this one has definitely gotten heated over the last few weeks, so I’m interested in seeing how this match goes. Before that though, it looks like Bea Valentine has a few more words for us!
Persephone: I’ve had enough of having to hear Bea Valentine speak. I’d say at least Pain for Pride is happening next week, but then I’ll have to see her wrestle and that’s not much better. Whatever, Bea’s here and she probably isn’t happy after what happened last week after Bea’s match against Candice.
(Bea Valentine makes it down to ringside, and once there she begins walking up the steel steps before finally making her way through the ropes and into the ring. Her entrance music fades out, and she quickly turns towards the crowd before beginning to speak.)
Bea Valentine: HEAR HE! HEAR HE!!! It’d appear that my words have fallen on deaf ears, and it is truly a shame. I did my best to prevent Miss Extreme from being handed a spot in the Pain for Pride main event, but what seems to have gone unnoticed is that I wasn’t just doing this for your sake. I wasn’t just doing this because it’s not fair for someone to return to this company after months, steal someone else’s spot in a match and suddenly gain an opportunity to fight for a World Championship at the biggest show of the year. I was also doing this *for* Miss Extreme, because as unfair as her actions were, they were also completely stupid. What Miss Extreme has yet to realize is what kind of Champion I truly am, but come Pain for Pride she will realize that she never should’ve returned to try and steal a moment at my expense, because when this is over she will still be empty handed.
(The fans cheer, but Bea Valentine quickly continues.)
Bea Valentine: I see her game. Miss Extreme thinks that this moment is guaranteed and that there’s nothing that could get in the way of a Championship victory for her, but she’s wrong. She’s wrong because I’m here, and as long as I am the Universal Women’s Champion I will fight my heart out to make sure I am the greatest Champion possible. That can’t happen if I allow someone to show up out of nowhere and end my reign at the snap of their fingers. If Miss Extreme wants this title she’ll have to rip it out of my cold dead hands, but I warn you, I will be here for a very long time! Miss Extreme will see just what I’m capable of once Pain for Pride comes around, and by the time it’s over she’ll wish she had never even bothered returning-
(‘RED THUNDER’ by Butcher Babies hits just as Bea Valentine was finishing her sentence, causing a loud reaction from the surprised fans in attendance. Bea Valentine turns towards the stage, and she’s not pleased to see Ms. Extreme make her way out to the stage. Ms. Extreme is holding a microphone in her hand though, and she begins to walk down the ramp, quickly making her way down to ringside as Bea Valentine quickly interjects.)
Bea Valentine: What now?? Haven’t you had enough ye-
Ms. Extreme: Do you ever stop talking? Since I returned you’ve been coming out here week after week all for the exact same thing. You don’t want me in the match. You think you’ll win. You’re supposedly going to make me regret even returning, I’ve heard it all already and I’m tired of it.
(Ms. Extreme makes her way onto the apron before entering the ring, and once there she immediately walks up to Bea Valentine, before beginning to speak once more.)
Ms. Extreme: I don’t care if I’m not the ideal Pain for Pride opponent you wanted. I’m not the type of Elitist you could’ve easily used as a stepping stone to get your first win in a Pain for Pride main event and head into the next season as Champion. I ruined your little plans and it’s tearing you apart inside knowing that, but that’s just who I am, Bea. For as long as I’ve been here I’ve had a reputation for giving Elitists trouble, and that especially goes for people like you who are holding exactly what I want. The biggest mistake I’ve made in a very long time is losing sight of the kind of competitor I really am, but when I enter that ring at Pain for Pride, I’m not gonna be doing it as the Camille that was struggling just to make it to these shows. I’m gonna do it as one of the very, very few people on the roster that wouldn’t hesitate to live up to your words, and take that title off your dead body.
(There’s another loud reaction from the fans as the two Elitists stare at each other, and after this, Bea begins to respond.)
Bea Valentine: Yes, well you’re not the only one who feels they’ve been through all of this, already. The difference is, you’ve spoken about trying to push yourself back up and return to your old ways for a very long time now, haven’t you? You want us to believe that this is different because you won the No Way Out match, but Miss Extreme, you didn’t return just for that match. You returned to become World Champion, and you haven’t held a World Championship, or really gold of any kind since 2022. It’s not as easy as it sounds and you should know that better than anyone, and yet here I am. I’m still not only World Champion, but World Champion heading into Pain for Pride when this company is at its most competitive. Do you really believe I’d be willing to let go of that so easily, for you of all people?
Ms. Extreme: I’m not asking you to let anything go. I’m telling you that I’m going to take the Championship from you, because Bea, you’re far from the only person around here willing to die for this. I’ve been in this place for a long time and you’re right, things haven’t always gone my way. In fact, they haven’t been going my way for a while now, but for years I’ve been willing to put my life at risk and put everything on the line in order to come out of this on top. For years I’ve been willing to go through hell just to get the better of my opponents, so don’t think this is any different. Not when a World Championship is on the line. Now more than ever I’m ready to do whatever I have to do, and that includes humiliating the child that comes out every week holding the Championship I once made history with.
Bea Valentine: What history? Where did that history go? I’ll tell you where. It was wiped away, because the days of you holding World Championships and being at the top of this division are over. I’ll admit, you may have been one of the very best this division had to offer at one point. Even now it takes skill to win the No Way Out match, even if it wasn’t fair that your opponents couldn’t have prepared to face you. However, look at the Elitists this company has to offer now. Look at the state of this division in 2025 compared to 2021. There’s a reason that Milli Banks was able to break your record, even with you attempting to stop her yourself. Now you’ll be failing to stop me too, because I am the greatest this division has to offer right now, and I’ll be the Universal Women’s Champion long after Pain for Pride is over!
(This time the fans cheer for Bea Valentine as she has a serious tone in her voice, staring directly at Ms. Extreme. Ms. Extreme doesn’t back down however, as the two Elitists stand face to face. Ms. Extreme slowly raises her microphone, but she takes a moment, looking at Bea’s Universal Women’s Championship before finally beginning to speak.)
Ms. Extreme: When I won that Championship, do you know what I went through? I retained that title in an Extreme Elimination Chamber. I retained it in a scaffold match. I fought my way through anyone and everyone that wanted a shot, up until I couldn’t take anymore and another Hall of Famer in Andrea Valentine was able to beat me. I’m not here to talk down on the state of the division, because I don’t care about anyone else right now but the women standing in this ring. All I know is that I’m capable of doing everything I’ve done back then, and it’s been years since then so what do you think I can do now? You may be right, I haven’t had my way since 2022. You may be right, I’ve constantly been knocked down over and over whenever it comes to winning gold, but you know what that means, don’t you?
(Bea Valentine doesn’t respond, and this gives Ms. Extreme the opportunity to continue, answering her own question.)
Ms. Extreme: It means that right now I not only have nothing to lose, but everything to gain. People throw the saying around a lot, but when you’re a competitor like me it actually means something, and you know why? It’s because when we go out there I’m not gonna be holding back against you. I’m not gonna be sparing you. I’m not gonna give you the chance to screw things up for me. I’m coming for that title and there is nothing that’ll stop me at Pain for Pride. I’m sure you remember how last week went Bea, so you should think twice before you walk into Pain for Pride thinking you’re on top of this. You’re not and you never were, so you can keep telling everyone around here that you’re not worried, but I can see it all over your face. You’re scared, because you know that in just one more week that title is mine.
(Ms. Extreme stares daggers into Bea Valentine, who doesn’t look happy at all with what Ms. Extreme just said. The fans appear to be ecstatic for this encounter between the two Elitists, but Bea Valentine is slowly able to raise her microphone once more, keeping her cool as she begins to speak.)
Bea Valentine: Who do you believe I am? Why would I let my Championship reign end on such an underwhelming note? Why would I let this all go to waste just because you have nothing to lose? Miss Extreme, I may not have “nothing to lose”, but as a former World Champion you should already understand just what it means to have everything to lose. This is the first time I have held a World Championship here, and I accomplished this after a stretch of my career that nearly led to my retirement. I don’t care why you’re here or what you’re expecting out of this. I’m not going to give up just because you think I don’t have it in me to match whatever you’ll be bringing to the table. That’s not what allowed me to defeat Caroline or Nikki Kimura. I decided that I’d be the kind of Champion that finds a way to keep pushing herself forward before I had even won this title, and now’s the time for me to live up to that.
Ms. Extreme: Do I look like Caroline or Nikki Kimura to you? You’ve already retained your Championship multiple times and that’s great, but I’m not here just because of a good performance in a Grand Rampage or because I picked a fight with someone close to you. I’m here because I earned my way to this spot by winning a match that only existed just to find you a challenger. That No Way Out match was the deciding factor for how your Pain for Pride would end and unfortunately Bea, you were left with the worst outcome possible.
(There’s a brief moment where neither Elitist inside of the ring says anything. Bea Valentine slowly raises her microphone, but she says only a few words.)
Bea Valentine: No, I wasn’t. I’ll still be the Universal Women’s Champion when this ends, but you? You’ll be headed right back home, whether it be because you just couldn’t handle taking yet another major defeat…
(Bea Valentine takes a few steps closer to Ms. Extreme, as both Elitists now stand in the center of the ring.)
Bea Valentine: Or because your Eternal Empress left you in no condition to compete.
(The two Elitists stare at each other, until…)
Rich Russillo: AND THERE IT IS!!!! I THINK WE ALL KNEW IT WAS COMING, BUT THINGS HAVE JUST BROKEN OUT INTO A BRAWL AS BOTH WOMEN SEEMINGLY HAD THE SAME IDEA, BOTH THROWING PUNCHES AT EACH OTHER AS THEY ARE QUICKLY ABLE TO TAKE EACH OTHER TO THE MAT, BRAWLING IT OUT UNTIL THEY END UP ROLLING OUT OF THE RING, CONTINUING TO THROW WHATEVER PUNCHES THEY CAN IN THE MEANTIME! THINGS HAVE ONLY CONTINUED TO GET HEATED BETWEEN THESE TWO, AND NOW LOOK!
Persephone: BEA LANDS A KNEE TO THE ADOPTED AVA’S GUT, CAUSING HER TO BACKPEDAL AS IT LOOKS LIKE THEY’RE GOING UP THE RAMP! BEA HEADS UP TO HER, BUT CAMILLE PUNCHES HER IN THE JAW BEFORE GRABBING BEA AND SENDING HER UP THE RAMP! SHE FOLLOWS BEHIND, AND THEY KEEP FIGHTING AS IT LOOKS LIKE THEY’RE BEGINNING TO TAKE THIS ONE TO THE BACK! Does this mean we can move on? I’d like to get this show over with ASAP.
Rich Russillo: No, we need a camera on them!
(The camera cuts to the backstage area, as Ms. Extreme and Bea Valentine have made it out of gorilla position and are now fighting through the hallway, trying to get whatever they can get their hands on to hit each other with. Bea Valentine is able to find a toolbox, and she throws it at Ms. Extreme as Camille stumbles far backwards, having to grab onto a production crate to prevent herself from falling.)
Rich Russillo: Things are getting bad here as Bea approaches Ms. Extreme- BUT CAMILLE LANDS AN ELBOW TO THE MIDSECTION, BEFORE GRABBING THE CHAMPION AND SLAMMING HER FACE INTO THE PRODUCTION CRATE!
Persephone: Camille throws Bea away, and it looks like they’re beginning to slowly make their way over towards where the parking lot is! Ms. Extreme and Bea Valentine have resorted to just using their hands again, just throwing whatever punches they can at each other until finally Camille is able to shove Bea back first into the wall behind her!
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme looks to capitalize, BUT BEA LANDS A KICK TO THE MIDSECTION, BEFORE BEGINNING TO PUNCH AWAY AT MS. EXTREME! THESE TWO CONTINUE TO FIGHT, UNTIL- WOAH!
(Suddenly, a double leg takedown from Ms. Extreme sends both women through the door in the back of the arena, causing the two to end up in the parking lot. They keep fighting as they push themselves up, but it’s at this time that security guards are able to enter the area, pulling Bea and Camille away from each other as they look to resolve the chaos. It seems to work at first, but this does not last.)
Rich Russillo: WAIT A SECOND! MS. EXTREME AND BEA VALENTINE WERE BEING RESTRAINED BY SECURITY, BUT CAMILLE JUST HEADBUTTED ONE OF THE SECURITY GUARDS HOLDING HER BEFORE JUMPING AT BEA VALENTINE, GOING BACK AT HER AS THE TWO WOMEN ONCE AGAIN BEGIN FIGHTING! SOMEHOW SECURITY SHOWING UP HAS ONLY INCREASED THE CHAOS, AS THESE TWO SEEM COMMITTED TO FIGHTING EACH OTHER!
Persephone: They do all realize that there’s moving vehicles around here, right? I admit, it’d be hilarious if one of them got hit.
(Bea Valentine and Ms. Extreme slowly get back up, continuing to struggle with security. During this, Bea actually would notice the vehicles, as a car can be seen driving into the area. During this, the Champion seems to get an idea.)
Rich Russillo: BEA AND MS. EXTREME ARE ABLE TO PUSH THEMSELVES OUT OF THE SECURITY GUARDS’ GRASP ONCE MORE, AND- WAIT WAIT WAIT, WHAT THE HELL????
(As the car drives towards the back of the arena, Bea Valentine shoves Ms. Extreme right into the car.)
Persephone: OH MY GOD! THIS IS EVEN BETTER!!!
(However, Ms. Extreme would not go alone, as she’d hold onto Bea Valentine at the last second, pulling the Champion in as both women are hit by the car. The car immediately stops, and the security guards quickly rush in to check on the two women.)
Rich Russillo: NO, NO WAY! BOTH OF THE WOMEN IN OUR UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH WERE JUST HIT BY A CAR! WE KNOW THINGS HAVE GOTTEN HEATED BETWEEN THESE TWO, BUT WHAT IS GOING ON!? ARE THESE TWO GOING TO BE OKAY!?
Persephone: WHO CARES?? HOPEFULLY NOT!
Rich Russillo: WHAT DOES THIS MEAN FOR THE UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH?? MORE IMPORTANTLY, WHAT DOES THIS MEAN FOR THEIR WELL-BEING?? ARE THEY REALLY GOING TO WALK INTO PAIN FOR PRIDE AND FIGHT AFTER BEING HIT BY A CAR?? I GUESS WE’LL HAVE TO FIND OUT, BUT THESE TWO WOMEN DESPERATELY NEED MEDICAL HELP RIGHT NOW AFTER WHAT WE’VE JUST SEEN!
(The camera pans towards the car, and this is when the driver is finally revealed. In the driver’s seat is none other than Cornelius, and he looks absolutely petrified after what just happened, as he clearly didn’t intend to do this. Members of the medical team rush out to check on Bea Valentine and Ms. Extreme, slowly beginning to fill the area, all while Cornelius is left shaken to his core, unable to even move after seeing the Universal Women’s Champion crash into his car. With this final scene, Voltage begins to fade away from the area.)
(Promotional ad for Pain for Pride, where the 24/7 Battle Royal will take place.)
(The camera cuts to a wide shot of the Tarraco Arena as “Just Close Your Eyes” by Waterproof Blonde blares throughout it, prompting a chorus of boos from fans as Octavia struts her way out onto the stage area, wearing a mischievous smile on her face. Octavia glances around briefly before marching down to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome… OCTAVIA!
Persephone: Oh, brother. What’s she want?
Rich Russillo: I have a few guesses.
Persephone: I don’t really care, but I expect you to share them with us regardless.
Rich Russillo: :kyrie: …Perhaps Octavia is here to get a few words in before Pain for Pride, maybe address our fans in what could be her last appearance as a Voltage elitist for the time being. Everybody knows the draft is coming up shortly after Pain for Pride.
Persephone: Thanks for reminding me. I’ll get to crafting a list for Captain Charisma to read.
Rich Russillo: A list?
Persephone: Yeah, a list of talent not to waste time drafting next year. Don’t worry, Octavia will be on that list… along with Jake Smith.
(Octavia enters the ring, and walks to the right hand side where she sticks her hand through the middle rope, receiving a microphone from the stagehand ringside. Octavia walks to the center as “Just Close Your Eyes” by Waterproof Blonde fades out. The crowd continues to shower her with boos, but Octavia seems quite dismissive of them before beginning to speak.)
Octavia: Voltage fans… you’ll always hold a special place in my heart, because this is where I first got started in Elite Answers Wrestling, and really began to learn the ins and outs of this business. Of course, it’s cutthroat. I should know that, deciding to crush my own sister’s neck at Mistletoe Mayhem in December, and show the world that I’ve arrived. No longer standing in Cleo’s shadows, but stepping out, and creating a legacy that’ll engulf hers. Admittedly, it hasn’t been easy. I’ve suffered hardship. I’ve had to endure losses against Dr. Bethany Blue, then Effy McAvoy, and at Grand Rampage… well, things didn’t go my way there either.
(Octavia’s jaw starts to clench as she visibly grows more agitated with having to relive those moments back in her head, but she quickly snaps herself out of it, returning to a more smug demeanor.)
Octavia: Everyone has gotten their laughs off at my expense. Hell, I’m sure my sister has as well. But I encourage you to keep laughing, because after Pain for Pride… you won’t have that chance anymore. No, because I find myself in the 24/7 Battle Royal.
(Octavia maniacally laughs to herself briefly.)
Octavia: Now, some will see that as a punishment, having to share the spotlight with multiple other people. But I see it as an opportunity. An opportunity to turn my luck around, because I know what the 24/7 Contract has done for other people. Mainly, I know what the 24/7 Contract can do for ME. With it, I can become a Champion, and restore the honor and prestige BACK to my family name. A name that Cleopatra soiled with each time she wheeled herself out here, and-
(Octavia’s head snaps toward the entrance area as “Bad Bitch” by Bebe Rexha.)
Persephone: Oh no. NO, NO, NO- KILL ME NOW!
Rich Russillo: Things are heating up, because here comes Bridget Bridget! Another competitor in the 24/7 Battle Royal, and I imagine she’s taking some umbrage with the comments from Octavia.
Persephone: Seriously, what have I done to deserve such penance?
(Bridget makes her way onto the stage area, being flanked by her own personal cameraman. Bridget stays put with a microphone in hand as “Bad Bitch” slowly fades in the background while Octavia stares daggers at her from the ring, not taking kindly to being interrupted.)
Bridget Bridget: Sorry to interrupt- actually, I take that back. Sorry I didn’t interrupt sooner, because it would’ve saved you lots of time from embarrassing yourself.
(Bridget flashes a cocky smile as she begins sauntering down the ramp.)
Bridget Bridget: I mean, for starters… it’s honestly pathetic this obsession you have with your sister, and the fact you have to keep mentioning her just shows you’ll never truly be out said shadow you yammered on about.
(Bridget walks up the steps, and decides to enter the ring, standing across from an increasingly irritated Octavia.)
Bridget Bridget: And with good reason. Because let’s face it, Octavia, you’re just… not that good. Me, on the other hand, am as equally talented as I am gorgeous! But people think I’m solely a pretty face when that simply isn’t true. Clearly, I have the brains too, given that I’ve managed to create a brand for myself, whether that be on OnlyFans or Twitch. It’s those same brains that are going to carry me to victory at Pain for Pride. Because I hate to break it to you, Octavia, but the 24/7 Battle Royal isn’t yours to win. It’s mine.
(Octavia doesn’t seem shaken by Bridget’s confidence.)
Octavia: First, can I say… wow. It’s a miracle you’re even standing here. Better yet, running your mouth after what Ashlynn Quinn did to you last week.
(Octavia flashes a smug grin towards Bridget, who certainly doesn’t like being reminded as the camera zooms in on her stitches briefly.)
Octavia: But I want you to remember that beating, because I can do ten times worse if you don’t leave my ring. Who the HELL do you think you are, getting to come out here, and insult me like this? Unlike you, my legacy won’t be built from showing off my body to a bunch of internet dweebs. But rather what I can do in this ring, because it far outshines anything you’re capable of.
Bridget Bridget: Really, Octavia? You can do worse than last week? Was that line supposed to scare me? Because it hasn’t, and matter of fact… I’d like to see you try.
(Bridget seems ready for a fight if need be, but Octavia simply shakes her head, despite the crowd showing interest in that prospect.)
Octavia: Bridget, for a girl that was just touting her brains recently, you don’t seem too smart. Because why would I risk injury or worse for… this. Some back-and-forth squabble that ultimately means… nothing. Because it doesn’t take away from the fact I’m winning at Pain for Pride, and there’s nothing you can do about it, even though you’ve convinced yourself there is. However, I’ll give it to you… it’s nice to be confident. To have faith in oneself, because it’s that exact thing that brought me here, and will lead me to success.
Bridget Bridget: How cute. But you’re right, Octavia. This is meaningless, and there are much better uses of time than jaw jacking with you. So, I’ll tell you what… I’m going to head backstage, and start preparing to throw you and plenty of other uggos over the top rope. Meanwhile, we’ll come back to this conversation, and you won’t be able to say I didn’t warn you. Because at Pain for Pride, it’ll be all eyes on m-
(Suddenly, Octavia spins around, and gets double legged by Akari Kiyoko as he slides into the ring.)
Rich Russillo: HEY, WHOA!
(Akari reigns down with right hands as Octavia does her best to cover up with Damien Kutcher sliding in the ring shortly after as Bridget Bridget sees this with wide eyes, and quickly rolls out the ring.)
Persephone: Oh, cmon!
(Bridget taps her head as Damien watches from inside the ring, staring daggers at her.)
Bridget Bridget: (off-mic) Nice try, moron!
(Back inside the ring, Octavia scrambles back to her feet after kicking Akari away, and Akari builds momentum to CLOTHESLINE her up and over the top rope!)
Rich Russillo: THERE GOES OCTAVIA! AND IF THIS WAS THE 24/7 BATTLE ROYAL MATCH, SHE’D BE ELIMINATED RIGHT NOW!
(From behind, Chiyo Gedo runs down the ramp, and grabs Bridget from behind to roll her back inside the ring. Bridget spins around to see who it was, and grows annoyed once getting her answer as she tries to backpedal.)
Bridget Bridget: (off-mic) Not you again!
(Chiyo gets up on the apron, and enters the ring as Bridget continues trying to beg him before backing into both Akari Kiyoko and Damien Kutcher of Showtime!)
Rich Russillo: UH-OH! BRIDGET FINDS HERSELF BETWEEN A ROCK AND A HARD PLACE!
Persephone: YES! KICK HER ASS!
(Bridget slowly turns around to face Showtime, knowing she’s in trouble before attempting to run away. But runs right into a KICK TO THE GUT from Chiyo that drops her down to a knee.)
Persephone: HAHAHA! THIS IS GREAT!
Rich Russillo: NOW, ALL THREE MEN ARE SWARMING HER! CLUBBING DOWN ONTO BRIDGET! SO MUCH FOR AVOIDING CONFLICT! THIS HAS TURNED OUT BAD FOR BOTH BRIDGET AND OCTAVIA!
(Bridget gets beaten down to all fours, and Chiyo stands her up to toss Bridget over the top rope. Chiyo dusts his hands off before turning around into-)
Rich Russillo: KUTCHER! KUTCHER HOISTS CHIYO UP INTO POSITION FOR A SPINEBUSTER AS AKARI RUNS OFF THE ROPES FOR A PEACH DREAM! CLAYMORE KICK BY KIYOKO AS KUTCHER PLANTS CHIYO WITH A DIVINE SPINEBUSTER!
Persephone: Idiot shouldn’t have taken his eyes off the ball.
(Kutcher lifts Chiyo up, and sends him over the top rope next. Quickly, Akari grabs Damien by the wrist, and raises his arm up. Damien seems all smiles at first until Akari releases his arm, and goes to exit the ring- which is where the smile fades as he grabs Akari from behind, and sends him up and over the top rope on the opposite side of the ring.)
Persephone: HA!
Rich Russillo: GUESS YOU NEVER CAN TURN YOUR BACK ON ANYONE IN THE 24/7 BATTLE ROYAL!
(Akari sits up on the outside, surprised by Damien throwing him over the top rope at first as he pounds the floor in frustration for letting his guard down. However, soon after this he gives Damien an understanding look as he nods on the outside.)
Akari Kiyoko: (off-mic) I know, every man for themselves. I got you.
(“Rubber Band Man” by T.I. plays as Kutcher nods to Akari on the outside before rallying the crowd behind him inside the ring, perhaps giving us a sneak preview of what’s to come at Pain for Pride while Akari watches on from the outside as he uses the announce table for assistance in rising back to his feet. Akari understands the assignment at Pain for Pride, and so does Kutcher as the camera fades elsewhere.)
[SCREENBAR – Fighting Spirit 2025]
(The camera returns to ringside, and the ring has been altered for Barbed Wire Massacre. All of the ropes have been replaced with barbed wire, and in the corners of the ring is plywood where the turnbuckles usually are, which is also wrapped with barbed wire. The camera then pans over to Bella Braxton, and with a microphone in her hand she begins to speak.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen… The following contest is THE ELEVENTH BARBED WIRE MASSACRE… And the winner will go on to face Michael Machina for the EAW World Championship at PAIN FOR PRIDE!!!!!!!!
(‘Stop Breathing’ by Playboi Carti hits, and this causes an explosion of boos to come from the crowd. The boos almost completely overpower the music, but before long, Jake Smith begins walking out with a smirk on his face. While he didn’t like having to compete in this kind of match, he looks confident, fully believing that he can once again defeat Adam Lucas. After a moment, he begins walking down the ramp and towards the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first!… From Parts Unknown?… HE IS THE PROCESS, JAAAAAAAAAAKE SMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITH!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Jake Smith is here, and we all know he didn’t want to face Adam again, let alone in Barbed Wire Massacre, but seeing how things have escalated in recent weeks I think he’s ready to get this over with.
Persephone: Well it does have that whole thing about the winner facing Machina. I want to be excited for this because of the stipulation, but I haven’t forgotten what happened last time Jake was in Barbed Wire Massacre.
Rich Russillo: This is a match that should’ve happened a long time ago. These two have crossed paths many times, but whether it’s through a roll up or not, I think it’s safe to say we’ll finally be getting a decisive end to this feud tonight. The winner of this match faces Michael Machina at Pain for Pride, and this nearly became a triple threat thanks to Methuselah, but Captain Charisma intends to keep the main event that he set up.
(‘Everybody Knows (Unstoppable)’ by Royal Deluxe follows, and this receives a mixed reaction. While Adam Lucas is not the fan favorite he once was, the fans seem to have taken his side against Jake Smith, and would prefer to see him be the one that earns the spot in the Pain for Pride main event. Adam Lucas walks out, and he has a focused look on his face, staring directly at Jake Smith. Adam doesn’t waste any time, beginning to walk down the ramp as he is ready to finally end this.)
Bella Braxton: And his opponent!… From New York… Weighing in at 238 pounds… THE NEXT LEVEL, AAADDAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMM LLLLLLUUUUUUUUUUCCCAAAAAAAASSSS!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Adam Lucas time and time again has been screwed over thanks to Jake Smith, whether it be in a Championship match against Jake, in the King of Elite tournament, or even in the triple threat against Machina. Adam wanted to face Jake in a match where none of that was possible, and this is it.
Persephone: He better make it count then. If he loses this too, what excuse can he even make? He just sucks.
Rich Russillo: Well, we’ll have to see what happens. Jake knows what he’s doing inside of the ring, and more often than not he finds a way out of whatever mess he’s in. Whether or not he’ll be able to do it once more tonight, we’ll just have to wait and see.
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Rich Russillo: THE BELL RINGS, AND ADAM LUCAS IMMEDIATELY TAKES JAKE SMITH TO THE MAT WITH A DOUBLE LEG TAKEDOWN!!!!! ADAM LUCAS HAS BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT ARGUABLY ALL SEASON LONG, AND NOW THAT IT’S HERE ADAM IS WASTING NO TIME GOING AFTER JAKE! JAKE DIDN’T EVEN GET TIME TO ACT, AS ADAM IS ALL OVER JAKE JUST PUNCHING AWAY ON THE SAME MAN THAT TIME AND TIME AGAIN HAS FOUND HIS WAY OUT OF MATCHES AGAINST ADAM!
Persephone: I’m SO glad that this is Barbed Wire Massacre! This is like the thousandth time these two have faced each other this season alone, but this time it’s actually gonna be interesting.
Rich Russillo: Jake Smith pushes Adam Lucas off of him as Adam rolls out of the ring, BUT ADAM WASTES NO TIME GOING BACK ON THE OFFENSIVE AS HE GRABS JAKE BY THE LEG, BEFORE DRAGGING JAKE UNDER THE BOTTOM STRING OF BARBED WIRE AS WELL! ADAM SENDS JAKE BACK FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE, AND NOW HE KICKS JAKE IN THE MIDSECTION BEFORE BEGINNING TO POUND AWAY AT HIM WITH PUNCHES TO THE BACK! ADAM DOESN’T STOP, JUST CONTINUING TO BEAT DOWN JAKE AS JAKE SEEMS TO BE IN SOME TROUBLE RIGHT NOW!
Persephone: Jake is able to throw some punches to the ribs though, causing Adam to begin backing up a bit, which gave Jake some space to get back up and hit Adam with a punch to the face.
Rich Russillo: Adam responds with one of his own though, and now it looks like these two are going back and forth as they keep throwing shots at each other! ADAM LUCAS GETS JAKE WITH A PUNCH RIGHT TO THE JAW THOUGH, AND THAT MIGHT’VE DONE SOME SERIOUS DAMAGE!
Persephone: BUT JAKE TAKES ADVANTAGE OF THE FACT THAT THERE’S NO RULES, RAKING ONE OF THE EYES OF ADAM LUCAS!!! I guess that was smart. Adam just stumbled back, and Jake has a stupid looking smirk on his face as he rushes in to capitalize.
Rich Russillo: BUT THAT SMILE IS QUICKLY WIPED OFF HIS FACE, AS ADAM JUST POPPED JAKE UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS BEFORE POWERBOMBING HIM ONTO THE BARRICADE!!!! WE’RE STILL IN THE EARLY STAGES OF THE MATCH, YET ADAM LUCAS MAY HAVE ALREADY CONNECTED WITH ONE OF THE MOST DEVASTATING VARIATIONS OF LEVEL UP YET AS JAKE’S SPINE JUST CONNECTED WITH THE HARDEST PART OF THE RING!!!!
Persephone: That’d probably be enough to end the match, don’t you think?
Rich Russillo: Even for an Elitist as talented as Jake Smith, I think I have to agree. However, it doesn’t look like we’ll be finding out, as Adam hasn’t even looked towards the ring after dragging Jake back up! Instead he walks around the ring with Jake, BEFORE RUNNING IN AND SENDING JAKE CRASHING INTO THE STEPS!!! JAKE IS KNOCKED INTO THE STEPS AS THE TOP HALF IS KNOCKED OVER, AND ADAM WASTES NO TIME CAPITALIZING ON THIS AS HE PULLS JAKE UP AND LIFTS HIM ONTO HIS SHOULDERS, BEFORE POWERBOMBING HIM ONTO THE STEPS!!!!
Persephone: ADAM GRABS JAKE AGAIN, AND NOW HE SENDS HIM CRASHING INTO THE OTHER SET OF STEEL STEPS!! JAKE COLLAPSES INTO A SEATED POSITION AGAINST THE STEPS, AND ADAM LUCAS RUNS IN BEFORE PUNT KICKING JAKE DIRECTLY IN THE FACE!!! ADAM CONNECTS WITH WOKE, AND NOW HE SENDS JAKE BACK INTO THE RING BEFORE BEGINNING TO DIG FOR A WEAPON!
Rich Russillo: Jake can barely even move after everything he’s just taken, and it looks like a bit of blood is coming from his nose after being kicked right in the face like that! Jake is slowly showing signs of life- BUT THOSE SIGNS OF LIFE ARE IMMEDIATELY CUT SHORT AS ADAM LUCAS SLIDES BACK INTO THE RING, BEFORE DROPPING A BARBED WIRE WRAPPED BASEBALL BAT ONTO HIS BACK!! ADAM REPEATEDLY SWINGS THE BAT AGAINST JAKE’S BACK, NOT GIVING JAKE EVEN A MOMENT TO BREATHE AS ADAM HAS HAD HIS FOOT ON THE GAS FROM THE MOMENT THIS MATCH STARTED!
Persephone: It looks like that’s not the only thing Adam brought into the ring either, because there’s a roll of barbed wire right next to the “ropes”.
Rich Russillo: Yeah, and it looks like he’s about to put it to good use! We already saw what he did to Jake back on Voltage recently with barbed wire, but this time around he wraps the barbed wire around Jake’s throat, BEFORE DRAGGING JAKE UP TO HIS FEET, AND USING BOTH HANDS TO PULL THE WIRE BACK AND CHOKE JAKE OUT!! ADAM LUCAS IS STRANGLING HIS OPPONENT WITH BARBED WIRE, AND AFTER EVERYTHING THAT HAS ALREADY BEEN DOING, I DON’T THINK THERE’S ANYTHING JAKE COULD POSSIBLY DO TO FIGHT BACK!! ADAM WANTED TO END JAKE, AND AT THIS POINT HE MIGHT ACCOMPLISH JUST THAT!
Persephone: Jake Smith is slowly trying to grab onto the barbed wire wrapped around his throat- BUT TO MAKE SURE JAKE HAS NO CHANCES OF FIGHTING OUT OF IT, ADAM DROPS DOWN ONTO HIS BACK TO TAKE BOTH ELITISTS DOWN TO THE MAT!
Rich Russillo: BUT THAT TURNS OUT TO BE A MISTAKE, AS JAKE IS ABLE TO KEEP ROLLING BACK AND END UP ON TOP OF ADAM LUCAS, PUSHING HIS SHOULDERS DOWN FOR A PIN!
OOOOOOOOONNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
TTTTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHHRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Persephone: ADAM LUCAS PUSHES JAKE OFF OF HIM, BUT IN THE PROCESS HE LETS GO OF THE BARBED WIRE! Adam realizes this and quickly turns to get back up-
Rich Russillo: ONLY TO GET HIT IN THE FACE BY JAKE’S KNEE, AS JAKE IS ABLE TO USE THE LAST BIT OF STRENGTH HE HAS LEFT TO DROP ADAM LUCAS WITH THE GOD COMPLEX!!!!
Persephone: Wow. I know Adam Lucas is kinda known for finding ways to screw things up, but Jake is only like two steps above being a walking corpse right now. How is this not already over?
Rich Russillo: Say what you want about Jake, but he is an extremely talented wrestler and a Hall of Famer. There’s a reason he has constantly been able to worm his way out of situations and cause so much trouble to members of the Voltage roster, including Adam himself. Jake is very smart inside of the ring, and he used that in-ring IQ to his advantage there. Both Elitists are down on the mat, and with that one move it looks like Jake may have turned this match around, even if by just a little bit.
Persephone: Jake is slowly pulling himself away from Adam while pulling the barbed wire off of his throat, and I’m liking all of the blood I’m starting to see already. It’s a good thing the match somehow isn’t over yet. I need more of that.
Rich Russillo: Jake Smith really might be lucky to still be in this match given everything Adam has done to him. He essentially received two finishing moves in brutal fashion, was kicked in the face, bashed in the back with a barbed wire wrapped baseball bat, and then choked out with barbed wire. Adam Lucas is definitely in better shape right now, but if it wasn’t for that one opening allowing Jake to hit one of his biggest moves, this match would’ve already been over.
Persephone: Adam Lucas is stirring, and he sits up before turning and going back towards Jake-
(*CRACK!*)
Rich Russillo: BUT JAKE SMITH GOT HIS HANDS ON THAT BARBED WIRE BAT, AND AS SOON AS ADAM GRABBED HIM BY THE LEG, JAKE WAS ABLE TO TURN AND SWING THAT BASEBALL BAT RIGHT INTO ADAM’S HEAD!!! I JUST TALKED ABOUT ADAM BEING IN BETTER SHAPE THAN JAKE, BUT IF THERE WAS EVER ANY WAY FOR JAKE TO BEGIN EVENING THE ODDS HERE, I’D SAY HE JUST FOUND IT AS HE JUST CRACKED ADAM’S HEAD OPEN!
Persephone: YES! Jake pushes himself up to both knees, AND HE BEGINS TO REPEATEDLY HIT ADAM IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH THE BAT!!!! I GUESS THINGS REALLY ARE TURNING AROUND, BECAUSE ADAM IS COMPLETELY AT THE MERCY OF JAKE AND THE WEAPON THAT ADAM BROUGHT INTO THIS MATCH IN THE FIRST PLACE!
Rich Russillo: ADAM SLOWLY IS ABLE TO ROLL OUT OF THE RING TO GET AWAY FROM THOSE BASEBALL BAT SHOTS, BUT AFTER EVERYTHING HE JUST SUFFERED FROM, HE CAN’T EVEN REMAIN ON HIS FEET! I don’t even think Adam knows where he is right now! He’s barely conscious, and he has blood pouring from both the side and back of his head!
Persephone: Jake slowly drops down and rolls out of the ring, meanwhile Adam Lucas is taking whatever time he has to try and regain his composure. He must’ve realized how badly he screwed up, since clearly he let his anger get the better of him and gave Jake literally everything he needed to make a difference here. Adam begins to pull himself back to his feet-
(*CRASH!*)
Rich Russillo: BUT JAKE SMASHES A LIGHT TUBE RIGHT OVER THE HEAD OF ADAM LUCAS!!!!
Persephone: Adam falls against the apron, and while Jake still has the end of the light tube in his hand, HE WASTES NO TIME STABBING ADAM WITH THE GLASS!!! ADAM HAD TO QUICKLY RAISE HIS ARM TO STOP JAKE FROM STABBING HIM IN A MORE VITAL SPOT, BUT JAKE PULLS OUT THE GLASS BEFORE BEGINNING TO REPEATEDLY STAB HIM! ADAM FINALLY PUSHES JAKE AWAY-
Rich Russillo: BUT JUST AS ADAM WENT TO MOVE, JAKE SWUNG AT ADAM AND CUT HIS FACE WITH THE BROKEN GLASS!!! ADAM IMMEDIATELY GRABS HIS FACE IN PAIN, BUT JAKE WASTES NO TIME GRABBING HIM BEFORE SENDING ADAM CRASHING FACE FIRST INTO THE RING POST! ADAM DROPS DOWN TO THE MAT, AND NOW JAKE SMITH APPEARS TO BE FIRMLY IN CONTROL OF THE MATCH!
(Jake Smith looks down on Adam Lucas, who is laid out on the mat. Blood is pouring down the face of Adam Lucas, as Jake appears to have cut his forehead just above his nose. Jake has a smirk on his face seeing the blood in between the eyes of Adam, but after a moment, Jake turns his attention to the roll of barbed wire inside of the ring.)
Rich Russillo: Jake Smith just grabbed the barbed wire from inside of the ring, and it looks like he just got an idea. :lupe:
Persephone: Yeah, and if I had to guess, that idea is probably revenge.
Rich Russillo: Jake walks back over towards Adam Lucas with the roll of barbed wire, AND HE BEGINS TO WRAP THE BARBED WIRE AROUND ADAM’S FACE, JUST LIKE ADAM DID TO JAKE WEEKS AGO!!! JAKE HAS WRAPPED ADAM’S HEAD IN BARBED WIRE, AND NOW JAKE DRAGS ADAM UP BEFORE BEGINNING TO REPEATEDLY BASH ADAM’S HEAD INTO THE RING POST!!!!! ADAM’S HEAD IS BEING SENT INTO THE POST AGAIN AND AGAIN, AND IT LOOKS LIKE ADAM IS GETTING A TASTE OF HIS OWN MEDICINE AS HE IS SEEING EXACTLY HOW JAKE FELT FOLLOWING THAT CONTRACT SIGNING!!!!!
Persephone: It was a lot more fun seeing Jake’s head get bashed in, but this works too! Jake keeps smashing Adam’s head into the post, and I can’t even imagine how that must feel with that barbed wire around his head, but it’s definitely fun to watch!
Rich Russillo: Jake grabs Adam, BEFORE PULLING HIM BACKWARDS AND SENDING THE BACK OF HIS HEAD RIGHT INTO OUR TABLE!!!! ADAM DROPS DOWN TO THE FLOOR, AND HE IS JUST LIFELESS RIGHT NOW!!!
Persephone: Jake just walked over, and he’s clearing our table now. I don’t know what he has in mind, but Adam already looks like he’s on the verge of actually dying, so it should be good either way.
Rich Russillo: Jake Smith lifts Adam Lucas up onto our table before grabbing one of the monitors, AND NOW HE SLAMS THE MONITOR ONTO THE BACK OF ADAM’S HEAD!!!! JAKE SMASHED THE MONITOR INTO HIS HEAD FOR A SECOND TIME, AND HE KEEPS GOING! JAKE WITH SHOT AFTER SHOT, AND I DON’T KNOW IF ADAM CAN TAKE MUCH MORE OF THIS!
Persephone: Probably not, but you can only pin people inside of the ring so he’s probably just gonna have to take all of this until Jake is ready to finish this. Jake is getting on top of our table, and now he’s dragging Adam Lucas back up-
Rich Russillo: BUT ADAM LUCAS STILL HAS A BIT OF LIFE LEFT IN HIM AFTER ALL, AND HE JUST KICKED JAKE SMITH BELOW THE BELT!!! ADAM LUCAS JUST LOW BLOWED JAKE SMITH, AND NOW HE LIFTS JAKE UP!!
Persephone: HE JUST POWERSLAMMED JAKE THROUGH OUR TABLE!!!!
Rich Russillo: SOMEHOW ADAM LUCAS WAS ABLE TO GET HIMSELF BACK INTO THIS ONE FOR THAT ONE BRIEF MOMENT, AND IN THAT MOMENT HE DID SOME SERIOUS DAMAGE!! BOTH MEN ARE LAID OUT ON THE GROUND, BUT THIS TIME IT’S ADAM THAT’S HAVING TO SLOWLY PULL THE BARBED WIRE OFF OF HIS HEAD! THESE TWO HAVE BEEN TEARING EACH OTHER APART TONIGHT, AND SOMEHOW IT LOOKS LIKE NEITHER MAN HAS HAD ENOUGH JUST YET!
Persephone: It’s kinda annoying they had to break our table, but at least I get to see all that blood and everything up close. Look at Adam pulling the barbed wire out of his skin!
Rich Russillo: Adam Lucas slowly crawls towards the ring after pulling the barbed wire out of his head, and he digs under the ring before taking out a black bag and… A TABLE! Adam slowly pushes himself up to his knees before sending the bag in, and now Adam slowly lifts the table up before sliding that in as well! Adam Lucas begins to dig under the ring once more after that, and there’s no telling what he could be looking for in a match like this!
Persephone: And that’s my favorite part about it. Anything can happen, and usually it leads to the people involved in the match being pushed to the verge of death. I seriously can’t believe there’s only been eleven of these match-
(*CRACK!*)
Rich Russillo: WELL WHILE YOU WERE SPEAKING JAKE SMITH WAS BEGINNING TO STIR, AND ADAM LUCAS JUST BROUGHT AN END TO THAT AS HE TOOK OUT A CROWBAR BEFORE HITTING JAKE IN THE HEAD WITH IT!
Persephone: Adam begins to drag Jake back up after that, and it looks like he has something really interesting in mind as he just started holding the crowbar upside down. Adam is holding onto Jake by the head before raising the crowbar, AND HE DRIVES THE END OF THE CROWBAR INTO JAKE’S HEAD!!
Rich Russillo: WHAT THE HELL???
Persephone: WHY IS SHE HERE??
Rich Russilo: CAROLINE IS STANDING IN THE CROWD, AND SHE JUST MISTED ADAM LUCAS!!!! DR. BETHANY BLUE WARNED HER NOT TO TRY ANYTHING, BUT WITH HER HAVING BEEN TAKEN OUT BY LIMMY, IT LOOKS LIKE THAT’S NO LONGER A CONCERN AS CAROLINE IS ABLE TO INTERFERE AS SHE PLEASES! ADAM WAS JUST BLINDED THANKS TO THAT MIST, AND THIS MIGHT’VE BEEN EXACTLY WHAT JAKE NEEDED TO GET BACK INTO THIS!
Persephone: Caroline must really hate that family. She doesn’t even gain anything from this, and has still been terrorizing Adam for months now. I can’t say it isn’t funny watching Adam scream in pain thanks to that mist, though.
Rich Russillo: JAKE TAKES FULL ADVANTAGE OF IT TOO, AS HE RUSHES FORWARD BEFORE RAMMING ADAM BACK FIRST INTO THE CORNER OF THE BARRICADE!! Jake was able to save himself there with some assistance from Caroline, and with all the damage these two have taken I think any big shot like that is going to hurt! Jake grabs Adam after that one, and he quickly sends Jake into the ring before taking a moment to catch his breath. I don’t even think this needs to be said, but Jake is definitely feeling the effects of this one.
Persephone: Jake is walking around the ring, and it’s looking like he has a specific weapon he is looking for. I wonder what it could be. If he has to go to a specific side of the ring to find it, it has to be something good, right?
(Jake Smith begins to dig under the ring, and he remains looking for a moment, before finally he pulls his head out. He has a smirk on his bloody face, and he slowly begins to drag an object away from under the ring, which seems to be covered with barbed wire.)
Persephone: …?
Rich Russillo: Jake slides the weapon back into the ring before following behind, and as he returns to his feet, he really has a sick grin on his face right now. I have to admit though, I don’t think I like the look of whatever Jake is holding right now.
(Adam Lucas slowly begins to shake his head, trying to shake off the pain he was feeling following the fight outside of the ring. During this Jake Smith turns the object he was holding around, and this causes loud boos to come from the fans in attendance. Adam Lucas is slowly able to raise his head, but as he does this he ends up staring directly at…)
(A cardboard cutout of Dr. Bethany Blue, wrapped in barbed wire.)
Persephone: :francis:
Rich Russillo: Yeah… I figured something wasn’t right when Jake pulled out a piece of cardboard.
Persephone: Jake just ruins everything, doesn’t he?
Rich Russillo: Jake Smith is clearly playing mind games here as Adam Lucas pushes himself up, and this is a tactic we’ve seen before just back at Road to Redemption towards Michael Machina! Adam Lucas gets back to his feet as he clearly has had enough of the games, AND HE GOES AFTER JAKE-
Persephone: BUT JAKE PULLS THE CUTOUT AWAY, BEFORE HITTING ADAM LUCAS IN THE JAW WITH A SUPERKICK!!! ADAM IS DAZED, AND JAKE DROPS THE CUTOUT IN FRONT OF HIM BEFORE BACKING AWAY!
Rich Russillo: JAKE RUNS BACK IN, AND HE CONNECTS WITH THE CONCUSSION PROTOCOL, DRIVING ADAM LUCAS DIRECTLY INTO THE FACE OF THE DR. BETHANY BLUE CUTOUT AS ADAM’S FACE ONCE AGAIN IS SENT INTO BARBED WIRE!!! JAKE SMITH KNEW WHAT HE WAS DOING, AND IT WORKED AS ADAM LUCAS WAS JUST HIT WITH HIS WIFE’S OWN FINISHING MOVE! JAKE SMITH DROPS DOWN FOR THE COVER, AND IT LOOKS LIKE JAKE SMITH IS HEADED TOWARDS A PAIN FOR PRIDE MAIN EVENT!!!
OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Persephone: BUT ADAM GETS THE SHOULDER UP!!!!
Rich Russillo: JAKE SMITH CAN’T BELIEVE HIS EYES!! HE TURNS TOWARDS THE REFEREE AND IMMEDIATELY BEGINS ARGUING WITH HIM, BUT THE REF CONFIRMS THAT ADAM KICKED OUT! THIS ONE ISN’T OVER YET, AND IN A RAGE JAKE JUST PULLS THAT CARDBOARD CUTOUT OFF OF ADAM’S FACE BEFORE BEGINNING TO TEAR THE CARDBOARD APART!!! SOMEHOW, ADAM LUCAS IS NOT DONE YET!
Persephone: Of course he isn’t. If he let Jake Smith win like that after everything he said about wanting to end Jake, he might as well retire.
Rich Russillo: Jake drops down on top of Adam, AND HE JUST BEGINS TO REPEATEDLY PUNCH AWAY AT ADAM LUCAS!!! JAKE TRIED TO PLAY SIMILAR MINDGAMES TO WHAT HE DID BACK IN THE EXTREME ELIMINATION CHAMBER AND IT WASN’T ENOUGH TO TAKE ADAM DOWN, SO NOW JAKE HAS DECIDED TO LITERALLY TAKE MATTERS INTO HIS OWN HANDS AS HE IS DROPPING FIST AFTER FIST INTO THE FACE OF THE MAN THAT ONCE ENDED HIS ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP REIGN AT PAIN FOR PRIDE!
Persephone: Jake rolls out of the ring before going for another weapon, and he grabs a lead pipe before sliding back in. I’m glad Jake has at least stayed on the offensive after that kick out. The more blood the better, and I’m seeing a lot of it right now.
Rich Russillo: Jake Smith pushes himself back up before walking over to Adam Lucas with the lead pipe, and that smirk that was on his face earlier is completely gone now. Jake looks furious knowing Adam is still in this. He clearly thought he had his ticket to Pain for Pride, but it might not be long before he gets there anyway, AS HE RAISES THE LEAD PIPE BEFORE SWINGING IT DOWN ON ADAM’S HEAD!
Persephone: WHAT? NOOOOO!!!! ADAM CAUGHT THE LEAD PIPE BEFORE HE COULD HAVE HIS HEAD BASHED IN AND HE PULLS JAKE INTO A HEADBUTT! That’s so disappointing, I wanted to see Adam die.
Rich Russillo: Jake stumbles backwards to a knee, AND NOW ADAM IS ABLE TO PUSH HIMSELF UP JUST ENOUGH TO GRAB JAKE AND TAKE HIM TO THE MAT! ADAM GETS ON TOP OF JAKE, GRABBING HIM BY THE HEAD BEFORE DELIVERING A SECOND HEADBUTT!!!
Persephone: ADAM HITS JAKE WITH A THIRD HEADBUTT NOW!
Rich Russillo: A FOURTH, AND AFTER EVERYTHING ADAM WAS JUST HIT WITH, INCLUDING A CURB STOMP, HOW ON EARTH IS ADAM LUCAS DOING THIS!? HAS HE LOST HIS MIND!? ADAM WITH HEADBUTT AFTER HEADBUTT, AND THERE’S A FIFTH ONE!! A SIXTH ONE!!! A SEVENTH!!! ADAM LUCAS KEEPS BASHING HIS OWN HEAD AGAINST THE SKULL OF JAKE SMITH, AND I THINK THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT ADAM HAS BEEN WAITING FOR ALL SEASON LONG!
Persephone: I guess pure hatred will do that to you. ADAM HITS JAKE WITH AN EIGHTH HEADBUTT, AND BY THE TIME HE’S DONE JAKE MIGHT NOT EVEN HAVE A HEAD LEFT!
Rich Russillo: ADAM WITH A NINTH HEADBUTT, AND NOW FINALLY HE DELIVERS ONE LAST HEADBUTT TO HIS OPPONENT, BEFORE GETTING OFF OF JAKE AND COLLAPSING ON THE MAT!! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN AFTER ALL OF THOSE HEADBUTTS, AND NOW BOTH OF THEIR FACES ARE COVERED IN BLOOD AS THIS MATCH HAS BEEN A WAR FROM START TO FINISH SO FAR! We knew how much these two hated each other, and tonight they’re finally taking all that hatred out on each other!
Persephone: After all brain damage Jake might finally become a normal person. Then again, that’s if Adam doesn’t actually kill him here. Seeing all that Adam clearly doesn’t care about anything but destroying Jake right now, and that’s perfect.
Rich Russillo: Adam Lucas slowly is able to drag himself back to his feet, and at this point that’s impressive given everything that’s happened tonight, including what he just did to himself. Adam grabs Jake and begins to lift him up onto his shoulder, BEFORE RUNNING INTO THE CORNER OF THE RING AND DELIVERING A LAWN DART, SENDING JAKE HEAD FIRST INTO THE BARBED WIRE WRAPPED PLYWOOD THAT REPLACED THE TURNBUCKLES FOR THIS MATCH!!!!!
Persephone: FINALLY! After all this time they’re finally taking advantage of the fact that the ring was altered for this match, and that was great. I almost thought Jake’s head was gonna get crushed to pieces from the impact. Jake collapses onto the bottom “rope”, and now Adam Lucas goes and grabs that lead pipe that Jake brought into the ring.
Rich Russillo: Adam picks it up before walking back over to Jake, AND HE HITS JAKE IN THE MIDSECTION WITH IT, CAUSING JAKE TO SCREAM OUT IN PAIN! ADAM HITS JAKE IN THE RIBS ONCE AGAIN AND JAKE TURNS AROUND TO GRAB ONTO THEM IN PAIN- BUT ADAM TAKES THE OPPORTUNITY TO USE HIS BOOT TO PRESS JAKE’S HEAD AGAINST THE BOTTOM BARBED WIRE ROPE!!! ADAM IS PRESSING JAKE’S HEAD AGAINST THE BARBED WIRE, AND NOW HE STOMPS DOWN ON JAKE’S HEAD!!
Persephone: Jake falls back, and I think Adam is starting to think about what he should do next. He turns and notices that table he brought into the ring ages ago, and now it looks like he’s finally setting it up.
Rich Russillo: That’s not all, either. Adam grabs that bag he also brought in before opening it, AND HE BEGINS TO POUR THUMBTACKS ALL OVER THE TABLE!!! Adam Lucas clearly has something serious in mind right now, and he begins to lift Jake Smith up before heading towards the corner of the ring, and placing him up top! This has already been more of just a fight than any real kind of match, and right now Adam Lucas may be looking to finish this one up as he’s beginning to climb up, knowing that these two are right in front of that table!
Persephone: It’s good to see we’re at a point where Adam doesn’t even care about having to grab onto the barbed wire to climb up. Anyways, Adam punches Jake in the face to make sure he’s still out of it, and it looks like he’s probably about to set up for a superplex into the table. Honestly in most cases this probably wouldn’t be too interesting to me, but Jake being sent into a ton of thumbtacks should be pretty fun to watch. Adam grabs Jake by the arm and hooks it over his neck, AND HE LIFTS HIM FOR THE SUPERPLEX-
Rich Russillo: BUT THERE IS CAROLINE ON THE APRON, HITTING JAKE IN THE BACK WITH THE BARBED WIRE BAT THAT WAS BROUGHT INTO THE MATCH EARLIER, CAUSING ADAM TO TAKE A STEP DOWN TO THE MIDDLE STRING OF BARBED WIRE!! JAKE BEGINS TO REPEATEDLY ELBOW ADAM, AND IT LOOKS LIKE JAKE WAS ABLE TO FIND JUST ENOUGH STRENGTH TO GET BACK INTO THIS ONE THANKS TO CAROLINE ONCE AGAIN GETTING INVOLVED! JAKE NOW, BEGINNING TO GOUGE AT THE EYES OF ADAM LUCAS! ADAM CAN’T EVEN FIGHT BACK AFTER THAT, AND NOW JAKE USES THE OPPORTUNITY TO PULL ADAM IN BEFORE GOING FOR…
Persephone: HELL ABOVE FROM UP TOP!!
Rich Russillo: JAKE SMITH WITH THE FLIPPING PILEDRIVER, TAKING ADAM LUCAS FROM THE TOP ROPE ALL THE WAY THROUGH THE THUMBTACK-COVERED TABLE!!!! JAKE USUALLY DIVES OFF THE TOP ROPE AND DELIVERS THE FLIP PILEDRIVER, BUT INSTEAD JAKE DELIVERED AN AVALANCHE VERSION OF THE MOVE, AS ADAM JUST WENT HEAD FIRST THROUGH THE TABLE AND INTO THOSE THUMBTACKS!!!!!
Persephone: JAKE SMITH SLOWLY TURNS ADAM LUCAS OVER BEFORE ROLLING ON TOP OF HIM FOR THE COVER, AND I GUESS THAT’S IT! FOR SOME REASON, WE HAVE TO SEE JAKE SMITH IN THE MAIN EVENT OF PAIN FOR PRIDE AGAIN!!
OOOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: NO!!! ADAM LUCAS IS STILL ABLE TO KICK OUT!!!!!!
Persephone: :mjlol: Yeah, and this time Jake just looks depressed.
Rich Russillo: Even Caroline looks a bit confused seeing Adam Lucas still in this. Jake slowly pushes himself up to his knees, and he just stares at Adam Lucas. At this point I’m sure he’s beginning to wonder what more he could possibly do to keep Adam down, and I don’t blame him for wondering this. We know the history these two have with each other, and we can’t forget what is on the line here as the winner will challenge for the EAW World Championship at Pain for Pride!
Persephone: I’m actually not sure how Adam is still kicking out, honestly. Maybe he just doesn’t have anything going on in his head, so getting dropped on it didn’t affect him too much.
Rich Russillo: Well whatever the case, this match is still on, and now it’s Jake that’s growing increasingly more frustrated! Jake is still on his knees, but he begins to drag Adam Lucas up by his hair- JUST SO HE CAN SLAP ADAM IN THE FACE!! Jake time and time again has talked about Adam being unable to get the job done, saying that this would end the same way things supposedly always have for Adam, but right now it’s Jake that’s been unable to keep Adam down!
Persephone: That’s probably because Jake is terrible but, I don’t know. Adam is on his knees too thanks to Jake dragging him up, AND HE JUST RESPONDED TO JAKE’S SLAP WITH A PUNCH TO THE FACE!
Rich Russillo: JAKE BEGINS TO FALL BACK, BUT HE’S ABLE TO PUSH HIMSELF BACK UP BEFORE HITTING ADAM WITH A DESPERATE RIGHT HAND, JUST THROWING WHATEVER HE HAS LEFT AT ADAM! NOW IT’S ADAM THAT’S KNOCKED BACK, AND AFTER THAT PILEDRIVER I DON’T KNOW IF HE HAS IT IN HIM TO KEEP GOING BACK AND FORTH LIKE THIS!
Persephone: Jake pushes himself back to his feet, AND HE PULLS ADAM UP BEFORE RUNNING AND SENDING HIM BACK FIRST INTO THE BARBED WIRE PLYWOOD! JAKE STARTS TO PUNCH AWAY AT ADAM WHILE HE’S IN THE CORNER, AND ADAM PROBABLY CAN’T FIGHT BACK AFTER EVERYTHING THAT JUST HAPPENED SO HE BASICALLY HAS NO CHOICE BUT TO TAKE ALL THOSE SHOTS TO THE FACE! Jake starts to repeatedly kick Adam in the midsection, before finally he walks away from him.
Rich Russillo: I don’t think he walked away for no reason, either. Jake went and picked that lead pipe back up, AND JAKE RUNS IN, LOOKING TO HIT ADAM IN THE HEAD WITH THE LEAD PIPE!!!
Persephone: ADAM JUST DUCKED DOWN THOUGH, AND HE LIFTED JAKE OVER THE TOP ROPE!
Rich Russillo: JAKE JUST LANDED HARD ON THE RINGSIDE FLOOR, AND SOMEHOW ADAM LUCAS WAS ABLE TO SAVE HIMSELF! Adam wastes no time rolling out of the ring after that one, and despite the condition he’s in, I think he knows he needs to stay on the offensive if he wants to put Jake down for good!
Persephone: Adam Lucas starts looking under the ring, meanwhile Jake is grabbing onto the steel steps and using them to start pulling himself up. He probably picked the wrong time for that though, BECAUSE ADAM LUCAS TOOK OUT A GLASS PANE, AND HE JUST RAN TOWARDS JAKE BEFORE SMASHING IT AGAINST HIS HEAD!!! The glass pane just shattered on impact. Those shards could’ve hit someone in the crowd just now. That would’ve been funny.
Rich Russillo: Thankfully it doesn’t look like that happened, BUT ADAM GRABS JAKE AND LIFTS HIM UP TOWARDS THE SET OF BARBED WIRE ROPES, AND HE PRESSES JAKE’S THROAT AGAINST THE BOTTOM STRING OF BARBED WIRE!!!! ADAM LUCAS IS CHOKING JAKE SMITH USING THE BARBED WIRE THAT REPLACED THE ROPES, AND THIS IS SIMILAR TO WHAT WE SAW FROM ADAM EARLY ON IN THE MATCH, ONLY THIS TIME THERE’S NOWHERE FOR JAKE TO GO! THESE TWO ARE OUTSIDE OF THE RING SO THE MATCH WON’T END IF JAKE PASSES OUT, BUT IF HE DOES PASS OUT THERE’LL BE NOTHING PREVENTING ADAM FROM ENDING THIS!
Persephone: AND IF HE DOESN’T DO ANYTHING QUICKLY THAT BARBED WIRE IS GONNA KEEP DIGGING INTO HIS SKIN! JAKE KNOWS HE’S IN TROUBLE, AND I’M LOVING EVERY BIT OF IT!
Rich Russillo: JAKE DOESN’T ALLOW HIMSELF TO STAY IN THE CHOKE FOR TOO LONG THOUGH, AS HE SWINGS HIS LEG BACK TO KICK ADAM RIGHT WHERE NO ONE WANTS TO BE KICKED!!! JAKE WITH A LOW BLOW OF HIS OWN AS ADAM LETS GO OF HIM AND BACKS AWAY, AND JAKE GRABS ADAM AND SENDS HIM INTO THE RING, TAKING THE TIME NEEDED TO RECOVER FROM WHAT JUST HAPPENED!
Persephone: Jake Smith goes and grabs the roll of barbed wire that was left by our table from earlier, and he sends that into the ring before Caroline walks over towards him. For once I’m not mad that she’s getting involved in this match. She is making this a bit more entertaining.
Rich Russillo: It looks like she has an idea in mind here, as she just handed something to Jake. It looks like she just gave him…
Persephone: A lighter?
Rich Russillo: Well it’s not as ridiculous as the cutout, but it definitely isn’t what I expect. Jake slowly slides into the ring before walking towards Adam Lucas, and with the lighter in his hand, he clearly doesn’t have good intentions.
Persephone: Adam is getting back up using the barbed wire replacing the ropes- BUT JAKE SETS THE LIGHTER TO ADAM’S BACK, BURNING HIS BACK AND CAUSING HIM TO SCREAM IN PAIN!!!
Rich Russillo: ADAM SCRAMBLES INTO THE CORNER OF THE RING, AND JAKE IMMEDIATELY GOES BACK ON THE OFFENSIVE AS HE RUSHES OVER AND STARTS PUNCHING AWAY AT ADAM! ADAM CLEARLY DIDN’T EXPECT THAT FIRE TO BE SET TO HIS BACK, BUT JAKE IS PULLING OUT ALL THE STOPS RIGHT NOW TO TRY AND GET THIS MATCH OVER WITH! JAKE IS ALL OVER ADAM RIGHT NOW-
Persephone: BUT CLEARLY JAKE DIDN’T DO A GOOD ENOUGH JOB, BECAUSE ADAM JUST TOOK HIM TO THE MAT WITH A DOUBLE LEG TAKEDOWN BEFORE GRABBING THE LIGHTER! JAKE IS TRYING TO FIGHT HIM FOR IT AND PULL IT AWAY FROM ADAM, BUT ADAM HEADBUTTS JAKE ONE MORE TIME, CAUSING JAKE TO LET GO OF THE LIGHTER!!
Rich Russillo: YEAH, AND THANKS TO HIS REACTION AFTER GETTING HEADBUTTED, ADAM WAS ABLE TO GRAB JAKE BEFORE PUTTING THE LIGHTER INSIDE OF HIS MOUTH AND TURNING IT ON!! ADAM LUCAS USES THE LIGHTER INSIDE OF JAKE’S MOUTH, AND JAKE IS SCREAMING IN PAIN AS HIS PLAN WITH THAT LIGHTER CLEARLY BACKFIRED!
Persephone: JAKE IS ABLE TO GET HIS HAND ON ONE OF THE SMALL PIECES OF THE BROKEN TABLE THOUGH, AND HE QUICKLY STABS IT INTO THE SIDE OF ADAM LUCAS, FINALLY FORCING ADAM TO GET OFF OF HIM!!
Rich Russillo: Jake rolls away from Adam, and I can’t even imagine the pain Jake must be feeling right now! This is just too much, but clearly this isn’t going to end until one of these men no longer is able to continue! Jake begins pushing himself back up as Adam does the same, AND JAKE LOOKS FOR A BICYCLE ON ADAM!!
Persephone: ADAM CATCHES THE LEG THOUGH, AND HE PULLS JAKE INTO AN ELBOW TO THE JAW! Jake takes a few steps back, and Adam starts feeling his side where the wooden table piece is still stabbed. It probably hurts him to even move right now, BUT HE PUSHES THROUGH ANYWAY AND RUNS IN, STEPPING OFF THE MIDDLE BARBED WIRE ROPE FOR GENESIS!!
Rich Russillo: BUT HE DOESN’T CONNECT WITH THE SUPERMAN PUNCH, BECAUSE JAKE SMITH JUST HIT ADAM WITH A SUPERKICK RIGHT OUT OF THE AIR!! ADAM LUCAS IS STUNNED AS HE’S BARELY EVEN ON HIS FEET, AND NOW JAKE PULLS ADAM IN BEFORE DROPPING HIM TO THE MAT WITH PROPHETIC!!!!
Persephone: IT CONNECTS! JAKE CONNECTS WITH PROPHETIC… BUT HE DOESN’T GO FOR THE COVER!?
Rich Russillo: Jake is already lifting Adam Lucas back up, and it looks like he has something in mind here as he wants to make sure Adam stays down once and for all! Jake has Adam in position, and I think it’s clear what he’s going for!
Persephone: JAKE JUMPS UP FOR THE STARMAKER!!!
Rich Russillo: BUT IT DOESN’T CONNECT!! JAKE IS SHOVED AWAY BY ADAM, AND NOW JAKE IS FORCED TO QUICKLY ACT AS HE TURNS AROUND AND RUSHES TOWARDS ADAM-
Persephone: ONLY FOR ADAM TO POP JAKE UP, BEFORE DROPPING HIM WITH LEVEL UP ONTO THE REMAINING THUMBTACKS!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: LEVEL UP CONNECTS AND THIS MATCH MIGHT JUST BE OVER-
Persephone: BUT CAROLINE SLIDES INTO THE RING!!! I DON’T THINK SHE’S GONNA LET ADAM WALK OUT OF THIS MATCH WITH A WIN SO EASILY!! SHE HAS THE CROWBAR IN HER HAND, AND SHE RUNS AT ADAM-
Rich Russillo: BUT ADAM POPS CAROLINE UP AS WELL, BEFORE POWERBOMBING HER ON TOP OF JAKE!!! A SECOND LEVEL UP CONNECTS, AND IT LOOKS LIKE ADAM WAS READY FOR CAROLINE TO INTERFERE AS HE WAS FINALLY ABLE TO TAKE HER OUT!!
(Adam Lucas collapses to a knee as Jake Smith is seen lifeless in the ring, and Caroline slowly rolls off of him. Adam breathes heavily as he stares at Jake, knowing that Jake is done, and he finally has the chance to do what he has wanted to all season long.)
(However, Adam doesn’t go for the cover, as he instead turns his attention to one of the weapons still remaining inside of the ring.)
Rich Russillo: Wait, what is Adam doing!? Jake was just hit with Level Up, but instead of going for the cover, Adam picked up the roll of barbed wire! What is he… WHAT THE HELL???
Persephone: ADAM LUCAS JUST WRAPPED THE BARBED WIRE AROUND HIS OWN FIST!?
Rich Russillo: YOU’RE RIGHT, AND NOW HE GOES OVER TO JAKE SMITH BEFORE JUST BEGINNING TO GO TO TOWN ON THE MAN HE HAS BEEN FEUDING WITH ALL YEAR LONG!!! ADAM LUCAS IS TEARING AWAY AT JAKE’S SKIN WITH EVERY PUNCH, AND AFTER THAT LEVEL UP, JAKE CAN BARELY EVEN MOVE, LET ALONE EVEN TRY TO DEFEND HIMSELF FROM THESE PUNCHES!!!
Persephone: ADAM IS REALLY LETTING EVERYTHING OUT RIGHT NOW WITH THESE PUNCHES, AND THANKFULLY THERE’S NOTHING THE REFEREE CAN DO BUT WATCH!!!
Rich Russillo: ADAM GETS BACK UP BEFORE GRABBING JAKE BY THE HAIR, AND HE STARTS PUNCHING HIM IN BACK OF THE HEAD AS WELL TIMES USING THAT BARBED WIRE WRAPPED FIST!! ADAM THROWING PUNCH AFTER PUNCH AS HE IS JUST DESTROYING ADAM WITH HIS OWN HANDS, BEFORE FINALLY HE BEGINS TO SET JAKE UP FOR SOMETHING! Adam has Jake in position for… That’s… Wait, NO WAY!!
Persephone: I don’t think I’ve seen that before. What is he about to do??
Rich Russillo: ONLY THE MOST DANGEROUS MOVE IN HIS ENTIRE ARSENAL, A MOVE WE HAVE NEVER SEEN BEFORE UNTIL NOW!! ADAM LUCAS LIFTS JAKE UP, BEFORE DRIVING HIM HEAD FIRST INTO THE MAT WITH ***THE FINAL RESOLUTION!!!!!!!!!!!***
Persephone: IT CONNECTS, AND JAKE JUST LANDED HEAD FIRST ONTO THOSE THUMBTACKS THIS TIME!!!
Rich Russillo: ADAM LUCAS TURNS JAKE OVER, BEFORE PULLING HIMSELF ON TOP OF HIM FOR THE COVER!!!!! THAT’S IT!!!! BARBED WIRE MASSACRE IS OVER, ADAM LUCAS IS HEADED TO PAIN FOR PRIDE!!!!!!!!!!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen… Here is your winner, MOVING ON TO THE EAW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH AT PAIN FOR PRIDE… AAAADDDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMM LLUUUUUUUUUUUUCCAAAASSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!
(Adam Lucas slowly rolls off of Jake Smith as ‘Everybody Knows (Unstoppable)’ begins to play once more. He, Jake Smith and even Caroline are all laid out, unable to stand after the war they have been through tonight. The fans cheer after the match they just witnessed, and slowly but surely Adam Lucas begins to sit up, struggling because of the wooden table piece still in his side.)
Rich Russillo: WHAT A MATCH THAT WAS BY THESE TWO MEN, AS ADAM LUCAS JUST EARNED THE RIGHT TO FACE MICHAEL MACHINA FOR THE EAW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP AT PAIN FOR PRIDE! This is the kind of match Adam has wanted for so long, and now finally he gets it after taking Jake Smith down once and for all!
Persephone: I’m surprised, that was actually a fun match that didn’t get ruined with a stupid roll up ending like the last Barbed Wire Massacre did.
Rich Russillo: I think it all comes down to the circumstances. This was just a fight through and through, and Jake himself was growing more frustrated as this one went on. By the end of this I don’t think even he wanted to win like that, all while Adam didn’t even go for a cover himself until the very end!
Persephone: Yeah, and now I guess it’s Adam Lucas versus Michael Machina at Pain for Pride.
Rich Russillo: That’s right. CONGRATULATIONS TO ADAM LUCAS-
(Suddenly, ‘Apostle’s Warning’ by Mobb Deep hits, causing an explosion of cheers from the crowd. Adam Lucas slowly is able to push himself up, and once he finally makes it back to his feet, he stares directly at the stage, already understanding who this music belongs to as Michael Machina begins walking out, carrying the EAW World Championship on his shoulder. He walks down the ramp, making it to the ringside area before staring at Adam Lucas.)
Rich Russillo: And here is the EAW World Champion himself, who retained his title against Solomon Stane earlier in the night! Michael Machina looks ready for his first Pain for Pride main event, and he now knows his opponent for it!
Persephone: I don’t care about this match unless it can also be Barbed Wire Massacre.
Rich Russillo: Well that stipulation is usually reserved for the most personal of feuds, which is exactly what we saw tonight. Adam Lucas came out of it as the winner, and despite Methuselah trying to force himself into the main event, Captain Charisma set up his main event and we now know what that main event is. Michael Machina. Adam Lucas. One on one for the EAW World Championship!
(Adam Lucas stares at Michael Machina, through all of the blood and the mist still covering his face. The two men in Voltage’s Pain for Pride main event look focused as they stare at each other, and Michael Machina just raises his World Championship, causing a loud reaction from the crowd. The staredown between the two men continues, and this is the final image as Fighting Spirit comes to an end.)
(Promotional ad for Pain for Pride, where Jake Smith and Caroline face Holly Arrow and Xander Payne.)
(The camera fades in on the backstage area. The crowd begins to cheer as the camera pans to Candice Blair. She’s sitting on a production crate, looking off to the side.)
Candice Blair: If you had told me a few months ago that my path would lead here, to this moment, to this confrontation at Pain for Pride, I would have laughed in your face. I wouldn’t have believed it for a second. The very idea was beyond my wildest imagination. Never, not in a million years, did I envision myself standing across from Selina Reyes, let alone holding her head submerged in the ocean, desperately trying to drown that little snake. Yet, here we are. It’s almost surreal, the way fate has twisted and turned to bring us to this point. With just one week remaining, we are poised to finish what she started, for her to finally face the repercussions of her actions. More importantly, it’s when she’ll realize that she brought all of this upon herself, that her own pride and ego were her undoing. She just had to ruin a good thing, didn’t she? She had to dismantle a perfectly good partnership. Honestly, I had no idea what Pain for Pride was truly going to bring me, what depths of betrayal and fury it would expose.
Candice Blair: Let’s rewind, shall we? Let’s go back to Grand Rampage. There you were, Selina, competing for the Specialists Championship against Brianna Hill. That was an opportunity you earned, an opportunity you deserved. You could have won that match. You could have been the champion, and I, for my part, did everything in my power to help you achieve that. I truly did. Think about it, Selina. Recall how many times during that single match I saved you. How many times did I put myself in harm’s way to protect you? How incredibly close were you to finally, finally, having that moment in the sun you so desperately craved? And it was all because of me. My assistance, my interventions, my unwavering support…they were all aimed at seeing you succeed.
(She now turns towards the camera and shakes her head. She looks disappointedly towards it.)
Candice Blair: After all of that, after everything I did for you, I would have expected the same in return. That’s what a partnership is, isn’t it? It’s a reciprocal agreement, a mutual understanding that you have each other’s backs. I genuinely believed that you wanted me to win the Grand Rampage match. I truly thought you had my back, that you were in my corner as I headed into The No Way Out match. You knew, perhaps better than anyone, how much that opportunity meant to me. You understood that it was my shot, my golden ticket, to securing a Universal Women’s Title match at Pain for Pride. That’s what I should be doing right now. I should be preparing to face Bea Valentine, to challenge for the title I’ve worked my entire career for.
Candice Blair: But that was taken from me. That opportunity, that dream, was torn from my hands before I could even reach for it, before I could even grasp its potential. You attacked me, Selina. You deliberately and maliciously took that from me. And for what reason? I’ve replayed that moment countless times in my mind, trying to understand the motivation behind such a blatant act of sabotage. Was it because you didn’t think I was good enough? Is that it? Do you honestly believe I don’t belong in this industry, that my aspirations are somehow less valid than yours? That is just so pathetic. It is.
Candice Blair: Your actions, Selina, are screams of insecurity disguised as ego. You had to ruin a good thing …a good partnership… all because of your own inflated sense of self. You and your pride and your ego.
(There is an exaggerated look of disgust on the face of Candice Blair.)
Candice Blair: You couldn’t stand the thought of Candice Blair shining, could you? Of me finally having my moment? Especially not someone you perceived as a threat to your own spotlight. That partnership we had, the one I poured my effort into, the one where I genuinely believed we could achieve great things together, you shattered it with your unchecked pride and monumental ego. It’s ironic, isn’t it? You claimed to want success, yet you actively undermined the very person who was helping you achieve it. This isn’t just about a lost opportunity for me, Selina. This is about the fundamental betrayal of trust, the tearing down of a relationship that I valued. You weren’t just an opponent; you were supposed to be an ally. And that makes your treachery sting even more. It’s a personal affront, a calculated move to ensure your own perceived dominance, no matter the cost to others. The repercussions you’re about to face at Pain for Pride aren’t just for taking away my title shot; they’re for shattering that trust…for you being a two-faced cretin.
(She now gets off of the crate and walks towards the camera. Her tone shifts into something far more serious.)
Candice Blair: Now, we are so close…too close to Pain for Pride. This isn’t just another match; it is the consequence of everything you’ve done, everything you’ve taken. This is where you finally deal with the consequences you so carelessly sowed. This is where you finally understand the depth of your mistakes, and how your own self-serving ambition led you down this destructive path. You had a good thing, Selina. You had a chance to build something significant, to achieve true greatness with a partner who believed in you. But you squandered it. You threw it all away for this delusion. Because that is what it is, Selina. A delusion. I mean, seriously this idea that you are better than me. This idea that I don’t belong in the industry despite everything that I have given it for actual years now. Because you know what Selina? I have given this industry every single part of myself. Last week you were talking about how I don’t belong here. How I’m not as good as my sister. Selina, it sounds to me like you are jealous. That is what I’m picking up here. You are jealous that I was given the chance to be in No Way Out and you had no way to Pain for Pride for yourself. Maybe that is what this all boils down for you Selina. I know you have tried to put on this mysterious aura for so long…this idea that you are something more than an entitled child but you are not.
(Candice shakes her head and smirks at the camera.)
Candice Blair: You are a brat.
Candice Blair: You deserve every single bit of what’s coming your way, Selina. And isn’t it just pure, unadulterated luck that our match at Pain for Pride is going to be a No Disqualification bout? See, that means there are absolutely no limits to what I can do to you. There won’t be a referee rushing down to the ring to save you from my wrath. There won’t be a security team forming a protective barrier between us, shielding you from the consequences of your actions. It will just be you and me, with nothing to hold me back. I’m sure, given the way you talk about me, that you think I’m not capable of being hardcore or cruel. You probably envision me as someone who crumbles under pressure, someone who can’t truly embrace the brutality of a no-holds-barred fight.
Candice Blair: But if you knew anything, anything at all, about me, you would understand that I am absolutely not the woman you wanted to betray. You picked the wrong person to underestimate, Selina. In fact, you picked the wrong career to come after. I know you harbor the delusion that you’re going to be the one to finish me, to end my career. I know you crave the ‘clout’ and the notoriety that comes with ‘retiring the Hot Commodity’, but let me disabuse you of that notion right now. You’re not going to be famous; you’re going to live in infamy when I am done with you. Do you understand that, Selina?
Candice Blair: I am going to pour every ounce of my being, every drop of my frustration, and every shred of my anger into this match. All the opportunities you stole from me, all the trust you shattered, all the disrespect you showed – I’m going to make up for all of that and then some. So don’t expect to leave Spain with my head held triumphantly in your hands. Instead, expect to leave it as a stark and painful warning to everyone else in that locker room: Candice Blair makes a much better friend than she does an enemy. You will be the living, breathing testament to that fact. And trust me, Selina, that’s a legacy far more than you deserve.
Candice Blair: But it’s all that you are going to get
(With that, Candice Blair walks out of frame with confidence. The camera fades elsewhere.)
(Sunday Night Voltage returns to show a shot of the Tarraco Arena as the crowd inside the arena bustles in anticipation for what is to come in what has already been a jam-packed show so far. It’s not long before they get exactly what they don’t want, as the unpleasant serenade of ‘Stop Breathing’ by Playboi Carti begins to play through the speakers of the arena and they erupt into a chorus of boos. It’s an inescapable, begrudging feeling, but unfortunately, Jake Smith is in the arena, and he quickly comes into view as he makes his way out from the backstage area and toward the stage. Accompanying him to his right is his Pain For Pride tag team partner, Caroline, who, as always, is looking rather annoyed to be alongside him in his usual irritating presence. Jake smirks as he spreads his arms out, making his way down the ramp and toward the ring as he tries to encourage Caroline to join along.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome… CAROLINE AND JAKE SMITH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: It’s been a hectic past couple of weeks for both Jake and Caroline collectively, managing to get in the crosshairs of Xander Payne and Holly Arrow, both of whom have made it known their disdain for the two of them. Last week, Jake and Caroline got the jump on them, with Caroline misting Xander in the eyes and the two of them taking advantage and beating them down.
Persephone: I genuinely don’t know who to root for in this match. All of them suck. Jake is getting pegged by the blonde. Holly Arrow is still just as irrelevant as when she was last on this brand. Xander Payne. How about they just cancel this match, and we just move on?
(Jake and Caroline both make their way into the ring. Jake spreads his arms out with a smirk on his face as he raises them in the air, encouraging Caroline to do the same, but obviously, she does not do so. ‘Stop Breathing’ then begins to fade out from there as both of them head over and take a microphone from the ringside area. Jake then makes his way toward the center of the ring, taking a moment before beginning to speak.)
Jake Smith: In just one week, we will right a wrong that I should have righted a long time ago. In one week, I rid myself of two chips on my shoulder who have done nothing but be nuisances my entire career. People ask me what my regrets are, if, throughout my legendary, amazing, and stupendous Hall of Fame career, there is anything that I would do over. And if I had to say something (which I wouldn’t, regardless, I’m perfect), I would say that I would’ve murdered Xander Payne in cold blood after our first interaction, and… left Holly Arrow for the streets! Don’t you agree, Caroline???
Caroline: …
Jake Smith: Hello???
Caroline: I’m not here to encourage your nonsense.
Jake Smith: This is not nonsense, what this is… is the truth. This is the reality of this match that I could have prevented a very long time ago. If I had made the right decisions three years earlier, then I would be doing something else way more productive with my time. I would probably be in the main event of Pain For Pride for the third consecutive year (because I’m amazing), I would have been prepping for my third World Championship, continuing to add to a legacy that is unmatched by even the greats of this sport. Safe to say, I could have been amazing, but I blame Holly and Xander for the fact that I am not, and I have to concern myself with a match that was determined the moment that it was made two weeks ago.
Caroline: Except Holly and Xander had no say in that. It was your failures that led you to this point, and you have nobody to blame but yourself.
Jake Smith: Exactly! That’s what they say, but we all know that they’re lying.
Caroline: Lying about you acting like a little bitch? I don’t believe that for a second.
Jake Smith: I have a feeling that wasn’t sarcastic.
Caroline: You would be the places where you want to be if you took your career seriously for a change and pulled your head out of your ass. But it seems like you’re completely incapable of doing that. Something that seemed so simple in concept was blown out of proportion in execution because you simply could not keep your head on straight. If we lose this, not only will I rip out your entrails and hang them in Captain Charisma’s office, but you will be the only person to blame for your misfortunes.
Jake Smith: …
(There’s a moment of awkward silence as Jake stares at Caroline. But after a moment, he just shrugs his shoulders and goes on.)
Jake Smith: Anyway, I’m DONE with this. I’m done with all the talk, all the back and forth, all the acts of cowardice by attacking us and laying us out. I want them out here, in this ring, right now. If they’re going to come out and do the right thing, they’re going to admit that this match is completely out of their scope, and not only forfeit, but retire as well, because they mean absolutely nothing to this company and should not be here any longer.
(Jake lowers his microphone and turns toward the stage as Caroline rolls her eyes. And it’s not long before a voice is heard booming through the speakers, which elicits a positive reaction from the crowd and a groan escaping the mouth of Jake Smith.)
???: There must be some confusion between the four of us, Jake.
(The camera goes over to the stage as Holly Arrow is seen making her way out with a microphone in her hand, Xander Payne following alongside her in the same fashion. Both of them are quite amused by what they’re hearing, not at all intimidated in the slightest by it, and truthfully, why would they be? They take a moment to look at each other in agreement before then beginning to make their way down the ramp and toward the ring.)
Rich Russillo: Well, here comes the opposition, and we know that Holly and Xander have been up in arms with Jake specifically, as he’s been the one causing most of the drama. But we know Caroline is just as dangerous. I think they both understand that, regardless of how little they think of Jake, especially after last week, they have to keep a close eye.
Persephone: I don’t know why they fall for the mist. I don’t know, if I were in that situation, I would just… duck? I don’t know, maybe there’s just a lack of intelligence on the Voltage roster, you don’t have to tell me twice.
(Xander and Holly both stop at the bottom of the ramp, slowly approaching the ring as they climb up onto the apron. As they look at them, Holly then continues with what she has to say toward the two of them.)
Holly Arrow: You’ve been saying that we should be afraid, but I’m struggling to understand what we should be afraid of. Riddle me this, Jake, are you the one that we’re supposed to be intimidated by?
Jake Smith: Absolutely! I’m a scary guy. I’m what potential looks like, I know you’re just shivering thinking about it! Boo! I’m everything you’re not!
Holly Arrow: Well, I just don’t see it. Because, despite how high and mighty you are, you and I both know that if there’s *anyone* who can see through that, it’s me. And you know what? Once upon a time, I might’ve been a fool. When I first met you, I didn’t see the big, bad Jake Smith that everyone else saw; I saw someone who, somewhere in the deep, dark hole where his shriveled-up heart resided, was a good person who just needed the right motivator to get that out of him. I thought I was that for you, and for a moment, ‘The New’ Jake Smith was someone who could create a legacy that you could be proud of. Then you started slipping back into your old ways, then you became this, and everything has changed since then because I no longer believe that you can be redeemed, Jake. You’re going to be sent into the deepest, darkest pits of hell with absolutely nobody to mourn you when you’re gone because nobody loves you. That’s the sad reality that you’re going to have to grow to accept.
Jake Smith: … Well, I already know I’m going to hell.
Holly Arrow: :francis:
Jake Smith: But if anything, the one thing that you showed me was that society accepts the fakest, disingenuous version of yourselves if it caters to them the most. That’s what ‘The New’ Jake Smith was; he wasn’t who I truly was, he was manufactured by the machine to make it seem like that was who I was meant to be. But everyone knows that’s not the case, because as you can see, I’m the purest form of myself, and I’m better than ever. I don’t need to be loved, I don’t need to be cared for, all I need is my success and my riches, and I get that tenfold.
Holly Arrow: Then what does this mean for you?
(Holly eyes Caroline, who is crossing her arms.)
Jake Smith: Her? She’s hot and blonde, what do you want me to say?
Caroline: Both Jake and I know what we can benefit from each other in the ring. I get him to the places where he wants to be, and in turn, I have his soul for the rest of eternity and a personal whipping boy to do whatever I desire.
Jake Smith: Facts.
Caroline: I’ve known for a long time that Jake Smith was incapable of loving a woman without objectifying them, which is why I’m not going to give him the benefit. If you’re going to misconstrue this in any sort of way, understand the type of person I am, I’m not an idiot like you who is going to be fooled by him, I’m better than that.
Jake Smith: Get her!
Caroline: I’m not here for any reason other than my benefit in this company, and Jake can agree that it’s much of the same on my end. Believe me, NO ONE is with Jake Smith because he’s good in bed.
Jake Smith: Yeah- Wait, what?
Caroline: We both know what we’re walking into at Pain For Pride, and that’s beating the two of you and propping ourselves up for the next season so we can wreak havoc and cause chaos exactly like we intend. You’re not going to get in the way of that.
Jake Smith: She’s right about everything except the bad in bed part, that’s a lie.
Xander Payne: You can make fun of Holly all you want, but the fact is that she’s a better person than both of you because she knows who she is. Both of you are conflicted, and the fact that the two of you are teaming together without even wanting to be anywhere near each other tells me a lot already. At some point the negatives begin to outweigh the positives and it’s going to bleed through into next week, we’re going to take advantage of that and we’re going to make sure that we end this season on the high that we truly need more than the two of you, then you can argue amongst yourselves about the aftermath, just know that it won’t involve us.
Caroline: You think we’re ‘confused’? Jake Smith is confused about a lot of things, sure, but I know and you know that he’s never been confused about what he needs to do in order to succeed.
Jake Smith: Okay, seriously, I am not liking the vibe of your comments right now.
Caroline: It’s what’s not only kept him in the game so long but preserved his longevity and allowed him to continue to succeed beyond a Hall of Fame legacy. If anything, I knew where to look, unlike you, where the only person you could turn to is someone who hasn’t achieved anything on her own and is about to end yet another season flat on her back in failure. Those glass houses are only going to protect you for so long, and if you’re not careful, they might just shatter all around you before you know it.
Jake Smith: Boom! Roasted! We’re out of here, dorks!
(Jake turns around and begins to walk off, but as she does, Holly clears her throat.)
Holly Arrow: Hey, Jake.
Jake Smith: What the fuck do you want whore-
(BAM!)
Rich Russillo: OUCH! HOLLY JUST PUNCHED JAKE RIGHT IN THE NOSE, TAKING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! AND BEFORE CAROLINE CAN REACT, XANDER RUSHES FORWARD AND DROPS HER DOWN AS WELL!
Persephone: NO! ALL THAT WEIGHT CRUSHING DOWN ON HER! THAT POOR GIRL ISN’T GOING TO SURVIVE! SOMEONE GET THE FORKLIFT!
(Jake is screaming in exaggerated pain as he clutches his nose, curled up in a fetal position. Meanwhile, both Holly and Xander are stomping down on Caroline, making sure that she’s completely out of the equation before focusing on Jake.)
Rich Russillo: Holly grabs hold of Caroline and brings her up to her feet…
Persephone: TAKING HER DOWN WITH ‘PSIONIC CROSSBOW’! BLOODY SUNDAY SPIKES CAROLINE DOWN AND TAKES HER OUT!
Rich Russillo: It seems like Holly and Xander have had enough of the attacks! And both of them are beating down Caroline right now until she’s not moving, and setting their sights on Jake Smith, who appears to think he has a broken nose right now.
(Xander grabs hold of Jake and brings him back up to his feet.)
Jake Smith: (Off-Mic) *Wait… Time out… I’m not prepared.*
Persephone: ‘PAYNEKILLER’ DROPS JAKE RIGHT DOWN ON HIS HEAD AND KNOCKS HIM OUT COLD!
Rich Russillo: Xander and Holly Arrow stand tall on the go-home episode of Voltage! Is this a preview of what we might see at Pain For Pride next week? I guess we’re just going to have to find out!
(The last shot seen is Holly and Xander standing above a battered Jake and a groggy Caroline, both of them completely wiped by the divide and conquer strategy, before both of them turn around and make their way out of the ring. It’s the very last shot seen before Sunday Night Voltage, then fades into a commercial.)
(Promotional ad for Pain for Pride, where Effy McAvoy defends the New Breed Championship against Ashlynn Quinn and Grace De Luca.)
(The camera returns to Sunday Night Voltage with the ring empty and the fans in a buzz over the excitement of what’s been happening.)
(“Psycho” by That’s Outrageous! hits and the fans give a loud reaction as the camera pans towards the barricade area. Effy McAvoy is seen standing behind the barricade with the New Breed Championship around her waist. She pauses, and Ahren Fournier walks behind her with Jennipurr in his arms. He stops beside his protege and the two make their way towards the ring, making their way over the barricade.
Persephone: All the shit I have to deal with and now I have to worry about a farm animal and a farm animal’s pets.
Rich Russillo: Effy McAvoy has reigned as a dominant holder of the New Breed Champion for the last several months, defeating every challenger she’s had to retain that title. But at Pain for Pride she faces what may prove to be the biggest test of her young career as not one but two hungry challengers looks to take that very title off of her as she steps into a triple threat match against Ashlynn Quinn and Grace De Luca. You have to imagine Ahren has been preparing his named successor for this matchup but only time will tell how those preparations pay off.
(Ahren and Effy walk up the steps and climb through the ropes almost simultaneously. Once in the ring, Ahren gives Jennipurr a nuzzle before reaching a hand out towards the ringside area. He looks at no one, and some stagehands look confused, but Ahren waits there until one of them walks over and places a microphone in his hand.)
Ahren Fournier: (Off Mic) Why so slow, bih?
(Ahren raises the microphone to his mouth which gets a reaction from the crowd, but he just presses on with what he has to say.)
Ahren Fournier: As everyone here knows… I am Ahren Fournier. I am the man rightfully known as the GOAT! And I am an EAW Hall of Famer. I started my career as a model and got into wrestling even without much care for the sport itself. And almost immediately it was obvious I was simply the best thing going. I became EAW Champion and I was the face of the entire company even when I didn’t feel like showing up. When I left, I thought it was for good. I took Jennipurr, AKA the goatiest of all cats, and we lived a luxurious life outside of this place. But now, I’m standing in this ring and I am here to announce to you all that you have the privilege tonight to hear from the one I chose to carry on for me. The one who I give all of my goatiness without having to ever get back into the spandex again.
(Ahren turns and extends his hand towards Effy, holding Jennipurr in the same hand that holds the microphone.)
Ahren Fournier: I give you the Omen! I give you the GOATet! I give you the reigning New Breed Champion! I give you… Effy McAvoy!
(Ahren hands Effy the microphone before stepping out of the ring. Effy looks focused, but a feeling of pride heavily laden on her face.)
Effy McAvoy: Thank you, Ahren. You’re the one who inspired me to get into this, the one I wanted to learn from. And because of the learning I’ve taken from you, I can add something incredible to the lineage of the GOAT! I will enter Pain for Pride next week as the reigning New Breed Champion! Since day one, I have taken on anyone and everyone who has stepped in front of me whether I was champion or not! A lot of people have a lot of different feelings about me, but I only care about one opinion. And because I’ve had that drive and that focus for carrying on this legacy, I showed out and showed that I am everything I have ever claimed to be! I am Ahren’s legacy, and I will carry that and show that as his protege that I am the future of this company. From the New Breed title all the way to the World title, all of this is just the beginning for me.
Effy McAvoy: But before I get ahead of myself, I’m not losing sight of how important next week is to me and to Ahren’s legacy. To be on Pain for Pride, hell to be in EAW alone is something a fraction of a percentage of wrestlers can ever claim to accomplish in their life. And I’m walking into the biggest stage there is as a reigning champion with a reign under my belt that many before me would’ve killed to have. This is more than a feather in my cap. This proves my own capabilities as well as Ahren’s GOATness in a way that can’t be measured! And when I walk out of Pain for Pride with my championship still in tact, I will further cement the legacy of the GOAT and go on to continue this reign and create something unprecedented. Ashlynn and Grace may think they are going to dethrone me. But I’ve said from the start, it never mattered to me who the opponent was. I will put down anyone and everyone who steps up. They are all the same. Pins for me to knock down. So when I—
(“Genie in a Bottle” by Christina Aguilera cuts through the air and drowns out Effy’s words as Grace De Luca walks out onto the stage, cuts still visible from the damage she endured last week. She immediately begins making her way down the ramp on a bee line for the ring.)
Grace De Luca: No no no. You’re not about to sit out here and give some pepper up speech about how inspired you are or whatever. No one wants to hear that. Yuck.
(Grace climbs the steps, a glare at Ahren as she steps through the ropes.)
Grace De Luca: And how dare you sit there and belittle me after what you put me through last week! The audacity! The absolute audacity!
Effy McAvoy: “The Audacity” sounds like the soundtrack to your life, Grace.
Grace De Luca: Enough! You and that dusty faux-beauty queen assaulted me and stripped me in front of the whole world! I won’t have it! You mark my words! The Paradigm of Perfection will have the last laugh! I will take that title from you next week! And there isn’t one person who can stop—
(“Juno” by Sabrina Carpenter cuts Grace off, mirroring how she interrupted Effy. Ashlynn Quinn walks out onto the stage, pausing to smile and wave to her adoring “public” before making her way down to the ring.)
Grace De Luca: What do you want?
Ashlynn Quinn: Well, first of all, I want to address this whole “Dusty” accusation. Because, let’s be real, we saw all you had to offer last week and… meh.
(Grace looks livid as Ashlynn climbs into the ring, pausing to give a twirl and pose to show herself off.)
Ashlynn Quinn: You don’t even have half of what I have to offer. So you can put all that to bed. Mmkay? Besides. You’re on Voltage. This is what we do. If you can’t handle it, you may as well not show up next week, and pray that you don’t end up on Voltage next season because you’ll wash out faster than the cheap coloring in your hair.
(Ashlynn then turns towards Effy, giving all of her attention to the champion.)
Ashlynn Quinn: Now, Effy, it’s sweet how you and your little lamb have this whole father who finally came home with milk/daughter hiding her recent abortion thing going on. But it’s time to stop acting like I don’t matter, like I’m not going to be the one taking that title off of you.
Grace De Luca: EXCUSE ME? Acting like YOU don’t matter? Meanwhile you cut me off? Walk right past me? Talk down to me? Is the pot really calling the kettle a bitch right now?
Effy McAvoy: Yeah… that’s not how that—
Grace De Luca: I DON’T CARE! YOU SAT BACK AND WATCHED WHILE ASHLYNN HUMILIATED ME LAST WEEK, SHEEP-TITS! AND ASHLYNN, WHO IS NOT EVEN A NEW BREED MAY I REMIND YOU, COMMITTED THE ACT! SO AS FAR AS I AM CONCERNED YOU TWO DON’T EVEN GET A SAY ANYMORE! THE COMPANY SHOULD TERMINATE YOUR CONTRACTS FOR DARING TO TRY DAMAGING THEIR MOST VALUABLE ASSET!
Effy McAvoy: Okay. Screw this.
(Effy drops her title to the mat and rushes in.)
Rich Russillo: EFFY MCAVOY WITH A FOREARM RIGHT TO THE FACE OF GARCE DE LUCA! FIRING OFF WITH PUNCHES! EFFY HAS MADE IT CLEAR THAT SHE DOES NOT CARE FOR ALL THE TALKING THAT GRACE AND ASHLYNN HAVE DONE AND JUST WANTS TO BEAT THEM BOTH! NOW SHE IS TAKING THAT CHANCE! GRACE TRYING TO DEFEND HERSELF BUT EFFY IS GETTING THROUGH HER GUARD!
Persephone: GRACE IS SINKING DOWN INTO THE CORNER! AND EFFY IS KEEPING UP THE ATTACK! BUT WAIT!
Rich Russillo: PINK STAR DIAMOND! ASHLYNN TURNS EFFY AROUND AND TURNS HER INSIDE OUT WITH THE CODEBREAKER!
(Ahren looks around on the outside. He doesn’t like what is happening, but also doesn’t want to get his hands dirty with the wrestling and risk dirtying Jennipurr’s pristine fur.)
Rich Russillo: AND NOW ASHLYNN PULLS THE CHAMPION BACK UP! GRABS HER ARM AND TWISTS THROUGH! RED BOTTOMS! THE EAT DEFEAT LEAVES EFFY MOTIONLESS!
Persephone: If the bitch wasn’t out cold before, she is now!
Rich Russillo: Ashlynn Quinn with a statement to the champion ahead of Pain for Pride! She intends to leave as the New Breed Champion! And she believes that—
Persephone: GRACE DE LUCE SMASHES THE CHAMPIONSHIP BELT RIGHT INTO ASHLYNN’S FACE!
Rich Russillo: ASHLYNN IS LAID OUT AND I ALREADY SEE BLOOD! GRACE BUSTED HER OPEN WITH THE TITLE! ASHLYNN AND EFFY ARE BOTH DOWN AND OUT!
(Grace De Luca looks down at the New Breed Championship and then turns to the camera. She holds it up high over her head. She then walks over and drops it next to Effy before leaning over Ashlynn with a smile.)
Grace De Luca: (Off mic) I thought that’s what you did on Voltage? Guess you couldn’t hang.
(“Genie in a Bottle” hits the speakers again as Grace exits the ring, looking back at the mess she left behind. Ashlynn and Effy both just beginning to stir as she smirks back at them and the camera fades.)
(Commercial promoting the Cash in the Vault ladder match.)
[SCREENBAR – King of Elite 2025]
(King of Elite returns to ringside, where a gigantic cell is seen surrounding the ring. The cell for this match is strapped from top to bottom with various explosives.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen… The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!!!!!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!!!!
Bella Braxton: AND IT IS THE CHAIRMAN’S LAIR…. FOR THE EAW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!!!!!!
(‘Praise Gawd’ by Kanye West hits, causing the fans in attendance to begin booing as loud as they can. The camera transitions towards the stage as flames are seen shooting out, and soon after this, out walks Methuselah to the stage. Methuselah has a focused look on his face tonight as he makes his way down the ramp, walking towards the structure he is responsible for as the creator of this stipulation.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first… From The Ether… Weighing in at 17 stone… HE IS THE DEMIURGE, MEEEEEETTHUUUUSEELLAAHHHH!!!!!!
James Peters: Methuselah is on his way to the ring for a match that’s months in the making. After all, this started back at Wicked Games when Methuselah betrayed Michael Machina. Since then, these two have wanted to dismantle each other.
Rich Russillo: Things took a turn at Road to Redemption when Machina would win the EAW World Championship, but now Methuselah had the chance to take that from him in a match of his creation.
(As Methuselah waits inside of the cell, ‘Apostle’s Warning by Mobb Deep hits. The crowd explodes with cheers as Michael Machina walks out, wearing his EAW World Championship around his waist. Machina is staring directly at Methuselah, and there’s a furious look in his eyes after everything these two have done to each other already. Without wasting time, Machina begins making his way to the ring, ready to start the match as soon as possible.)
Bella Braxton: And his opponent… From Brooklyn, New York… Weighing in at 250 pounds… HE IS THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION, THE NEW LEGEND, MIIIICHAAEELLLLL MAAAACCHHIIINNNAAAAAA!!!!!!!
James Peters: The Champion is here, and as you said, Methuselah is the one that made this happen. Even so, Michael Machina has taken this challenge head on. After that stick of dynamite last week though, he should probably be a bit careful.
Rich Russillo: In a match like this, one single stick of dynamite isn’t much of a worry. Things can, and likely will get much worse. Let’s see if Machina can retain his Championship in spite of that.
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
James Peters: AND THIS MATCH IS UNDERWAY, AS BOTH MEN RUSH RIGHT AT EACH OTHER AND BEGIN TRADING PUNCHES IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! THIS MATCH ONLY JUST STARTED AND ALREADY IT HAS TURNED INTO A BRAWL AS BOTH MEN ARE JUST THROWING FOREARMS AT EACH OTHER! WE ALREADY KNEW THESE TWO HAD EXTREME LEVELS OF ANIMOSITY TOWARDS EACH OTHER AFTER EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED, AND NOW IS THE TIME FOR THEM TO FINALLY TAKE ALL OF THEIR HATRED OUT ON EACH OTHER!
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH SWINGS AT MICHAEL MACHINA, BUT MACHINA WAS ABLE TO DUCK UNDER IT BEFORE GRABBING METHUSELAH AND RUSHING INTO THE CORNER, RAMMING METHUSELAH BACK FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLES! METHUSELAH STUMBLES OUT OF THE CORNER, AND NOW MACHINA RUNS THE ROPES!
James Peters: RIGHT INTO A BIG BOOT BY METHUSELAH! MACHINA IS CAUGHT BY THE BOOT AND STUMBLES INTO THE CORNER, AND NOW METHUSELAH BACKS INTO THE FAR CORNER OF THE RING, CLEARLY HAVING SOMETHING IN MIND AS HE RUNS IN TOWARDS THE CHAMPION!
Rich Russillo: RAPTURE!!!!!!
Persephone: IT CONNECTED??? No way! Don’t tell me the one match literally filled with explosives is gonna be the one that actually ends quickly!
James Peters: MICHAEL MACHINA WAS CAUGHT WITH RAPTURE, AND THAT MIGHT’VE JUST KNOCKED HIS LIGHTS OUT EARLY! MICHAEL MACHINA SLOWLY STUMBLES OUT OF THE CORNER, AND METHUSELAH BOUNCES OFF OF THE ROPES, POTENTIALLY LOOKING TO FINISH THIS MATCH UP EARLY AND WALK OUT OF THIS CELL AS THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION! METHUSELAH BOUNCES OFF OF THE OPPOSITE PAIR OF ROPES!
Rich Russillo: ONLY TO COME FACE TO FACE WITH A CHARGING MICHAEL MACHINA, AS THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION JUST TOOK METHUSELAH’S HEAD OFF WITH THE MONEY SHOT!!!!
James Peters: MICHAEL MACHINA JUST RESPONDED TO METHUSELAH’S RAPTURE WITH THE MONEY SHOT, AND WE’RE NOT EVEN FIVE MINUTES INTO THIS MATCH! MICHAEL MACHINA PUSHES HIMSELF UP AS HE SEES METHUSELAH STIRRING, AND IT LOOKS LIKE MACHINA IS FIRED UP! THE CHAMPION HAS METHUSELAH IN HIS SIGHTS, AS HE BEGINS TO LIFT METHUSELAH UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS FOR THE .50 CAL!
Rich Russillo: HE DOESN’T GET IT, THOUGH! METHUSELAH WAS ABLE TO DROP AN ELBOW DOWN ON TOP OF MICHAEL MACHINA’S HEAD, CAUSING MACHINA TO LET GO OF METHUSELAH! Methuselah stumbles backwards towards the ropes after landing on his feet, and it looks like he just saved himself from what would’ve been a devastating powerbomb!
Persephone: Yeah, but he’s not in the clear, yet. Michael Machina is still standing somehow, and he charges at Methuselah before-
James Peters: OH MY GOD!
(*BOOM*!)
(Immediately, the fast pace the match started with reaches a screeching halt as smoke begins to fill the ringside area. Michael Machina had rushed in to attack Methuselah, but this only allowed the Chairman to lift Machina over the top rope with a back body drop, sending him directly into one of the explosives this cell has been completely covered with. Michael Machina is seen laid out at ringside, and as Methuselah slowly turns his attention towards the World Champion, he has a sinister smile on his face.)
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL MACHINA WAS JUST SENT CRASHING RIGHT INTO ONE OF THE EXPLOSIVES, AND RIGHT NOW HE LOOKS LIFELESS! These two were throwing their all at each other from the moment the bell rang, taking their best moves and getting back up while they still had enough strength to, but I think all the strength just left the Champion’s body with that explosion. He shouldn’t even be able to continue the match after that, yet we still may only just be getting started!
Persephone: At least they didn’t waste time. That was pretty fun.
James Peters: Methuselah slowly makes his way out to ringside, meanwhile Michael Machina hasn’t moved a muscle. Honestly I think that referee should be checking whether or not Machina is even in any condition to continue, but seeing as Methuselah is the Chairman of this company, I’m sure that ref would rather stay out of the way right now.
Rich Russillo: Methuselah makes his way over towards Michael Machina before slowly dragging him towards the steel steps. I don’t really know what he could possibly have planned here, but Methuselah is the same man who came up with this stipulation in the first place. Knowing his mind, it can’t be anything good.
Persephone: I don’t know what you’re talking about! This is perfect! Methuselah just kicked the top half of the steel steps off so he could pull Michael Machina’s head onto the bottom half, and I’m not gonna lie, I think he’s about to kill Michael Machina.
James Peters: :lupe: You might actually be right. Methuselah raises the top half of the steps while Michael Machina is still laid out. There’s no way! Don’t do this!
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH SLAMS THE STEEL STEPS DOWN ONTO MICHAEL MACHINA’S HEAD, CRUSHING HIS HEAD BETWEEN BOTH HALVES OF THE STEPS!
James Peters: METHUSELAH HAS DESTROYED MICHAEL MACHINA, AND AFTER THIS I DON’T THINK THERE’S ANY WAY HE GETS BACK INTO THIS! BLOOD SLOWLY BEGINS TO POUR OUT OF THE BACK OF MICHAEL MACHINA’S HEAD, AND IF THE REFEREE WASN’T STOPPING THIS MATCH BEFORE, HE DEFINITELY NEEDS TO NOW! Michael Machina knew he was heading into a dangerous match, but I don’t think he could’ve expected things to turn out like this!
Rich Russillo: Methuselah grabs Michael Machina before tying his left arm in between the ropes, and now he digs under the apron before taking out a lead pipe! Methuselah knows that Michael Machina is completely lifeless, but it doesn’t look like he cares. Methuselah doesn’t seem willing to stop until there isn’t the slightest chance of Machina getting back into this, AS HE HITS MACHINA RIGHT IN THE RIBS WITH THE LEAD PIPE! METHUSELAH WITH A SECOND SHOT TO THE RIBS, AND NOW A THIRD! Michael Machina can’t even fight back. At this point this is getting hard to watch, and-
(*CRACK!*)
Persephone: THAT’S what I was waiting for! Methuselah hit Machina right in the head with the lead pipe!
(*CRACK!*)
(*CRACK!*)
(*CRACK!*)
Rich Russillo: Methuselah with even more shots to the head, and now it’s not just the back of the head that blood is pouring from. His head is slowly being covered in it now. This is bad, and it’s only going to get worse if it continues at this rate. They need to just ring the bell.
Persephone: Shut up! We don’t get to see people die around here often! Don’t ruin this for me!
James Peters: Methuselah finally unties Machina’s arm before sending him back into the ring, and Methuselah has just been torturing Michael Machina for a while now. I don’t even know what else to say. He’s been destroying Machina ever since he crashed into that first explosive, and we have to remember, this cell is FILLED with explosives from top to bottom! This type of stipulation wasn’t made for anyone to walk out of in one piece, that’s for sure. Methuselah slides into the ring before slowly dragging Michael Machina into a double underhook, and I think this might be it.
Rich Russillo: Methuselah has Machina in position, TO END THIS MATCH WITH THE MK DRIVER-
James Peters: WAIT A SECOND!!!
Persephone: ?????
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL MACHINA DROPPED TO HIS KNEES BEFORE METHUSELAH COULD HIT THE MK DRIVER, AND HE HITS METHUSELAH WITH A LOW BLOW!!!!
James Peters: WE SAW WHAT METHUSELAH DID TO ADAM LUCAS IN THEIR MATCH RECENTLY! METHUSELAH PROVED HE’S NOT AGAINST UNDERHANDED TACTICS, AND MICHAEL MACHINA JUST TOOK A PAGE OUT OF HIS PLAYBOOK, BUT HOW!? HOW ON EARTH IS MICHAEL MACHINA IN ANY CONDITION TO CONTINUE AFTER EVERYTHING THAT JUST HAPPENED TO HIM!? METHUSELAH FALLS BACK INTO THE ROPES BEFORE BOUNCING OFF, AND MACHINA PUSHES HIMSELF UP, LOOKING TO MAKE THE MOST OF WHATEVER THE HELL HE STILL HAS LEFT!
Rich Russillo: MACHINA POPS METHUSELAH UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS, BEFORE PLANTING HIM ONTO THE MAT WITH THE .50 CAL!!!!!!!!!!!
Persephone: I always knew Michael Machina was an idiot. There’s no way there’s anything inside his head if he survived all those shots to it.
James Peters: “Survived” might be a bit generous, because I think that .50 Cal took literally everything he could possibly muster! Michael Machina fell back after delivering the move, and he hasn’t even made an attempt to move and get to the cover! Michael Machina is clearly worse for wear, but there’s a bright side to the state he’s in, as he just did some serious damage to Methuselah, who we thought was guaranteed to become the EAW World Champion only a few moments ago!
Rich Russillo: Methuselah slowly rolls out onto the apron, and I’d say Michael Machina missed out on a valuable opportunity to pin his opponent, but given the circumstances I don’t think he had enough time to, anyway. Michael Machina is finally starting to move though, and honestly the fact that he’s getting up at all is just insane. I’d say this is why he became the EAW World Champion, but this is genuinely unreal. I’ve never seen anything like this.
Persephone: Somehow Machina managed to get back on his feet after all that, but it looks like he’s thinking about something. That, or all the head shots are getting to him.
James Peters: I think it’s the former. Methuselah was out recovering on the apron for so long that he now has just enough left to slowly roll onto his feet on the apron, using the cell to slowly maintain his balance. Machina has been staring at Methuselah this whole time, and- wait.. What? What is he doing?
Rich Russillo: No, no way. He can’t be serious!
James Peters: MICHAEL MACHINA RUNS THE ROPES AS METHUSELAH IS STANDING AGAINST THE CELL, WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING!?
(*BOOM!*)
James Peters: MICHAEL MACHINA JUST FLEW INTO METHUSELAH WITH A SUICIDE DIVE, RIGHT INTO THE EXPLOSIVES!!!!!! WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS MAN!? WHY WOULD HE DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT RIGHT AFTER EVERYTHING HE JUST EXPERIENCED!?!?
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH IS OUT, AND I BELIEVE THAT RIGHT THERE IS WHY HE DID IT! MICHAEL MACHINA CLEARLY DOESN’T MIND PUTTING HIMSELF AT RISK, AS LONG AS HE’S ABLE TO DRAG METHUSELAH DOWN WITH HIM! THESE TWO ARE CLEARLY AT WAR RIGHT NOW, AND AT THIS POINT I DON’T EVEN KNOW IF EITHER MAN WILL BE WALKING OUT OF THIS ONE!
Persephone: We need more of this. Why aren’t there more matches like this?
James Peters: Well this match itself didn’t even exist before a few weeks ago, and I think we’re seeing exactly why. Michael Machina is slowly using the apron to pull himself up, and it looks like he may have been lucky enough to avoid most of that explosion. Methuselah on the other hand appears to be out, and Michael Machina is using this to his advantage as he slowly drags a steel chair out of the ring.
Rich Russillo: That doesn’t look like a normal chair though, but it looks like it’s good enough as he slowly makes his way over towards Methuselah, RAISING THE CHAIR OVER HIS HEAD BEFORE SLAMMING IT DOWN!
(*BOOM*!)
Persephone: So the chair had explosives strapped to it too. Makes sense.
James Peters: Machina drops the chair which is pretty bent out of shape after that explosion, but I don’t think it’s the chair that took the worst of that as Methuselah was just hit right in the head with it! Michael Machina doesn’t even give Methuselah time to breathe though, as he drags Methuselah up before pulling him towards the cell! Michael Machina slowly lifts Methuselah up, BEFORE THROWING HIM INTO THE EXPLOSIVE CELL WALL WITH A SUPLEX TOSS!!!!
Rich Russillo: NO! IT LOOKS LIKE THAT WAS HIS PLAN, BUT METHUSELAH BARELY SLIPPED OUT OF HIS GRASP! METHUSELAH GRABS MACHINA BEFORE PULLING THE SIDE OF HIS HEAD RIGHT INTO THE RING POST, AND IMMEDIATELY BOTH ELITISTS COLLAPSE AFTER EVERYTHING THEY JUST DID TO EACH OTHER! Methuselah just bought himself some much needed time to recover. He may have some almost superhuman resilience, but these are still explosives we’re dealing with. They’re not gonna be that easy to shake off.
Persephone: The old man is digging under the ring while Machina’s pulling himself back up. Machina slowly makes his way around the corner to catch Methuselah-
James Peters: BUT METHUSELAH TAKES OUT A LADDER, AND HE SENDS IT INTO MACHINA’S MIDSECTION BEFORE USING IT AS A BATTERING RAM, RAMMING MACHINA BACK FIRST AGAINST THE CELL!
(*BOOM!*)
Rich Russillo: This is just getting ridiculous. Michael Machina drops down onto the ringside floor, and he doesn’t look like he has anything left. Methuselah drops the ladder, and it looks like he has a plan in mind as he slowly drags Michael Machina towards the cell, slowly pressing his face against it! Methuselah makes sure to press it right up against one of the explosives still left in this area of the cell, before slowly beginning to back up. If Methuselah is planning to do what I think he is, then what Persephone said earlier might not be an exaggeration. Methuselah is actually going for the kill here!
James Peters: Methuselah has made some distance as Machina’s head is still leaning against the explosives, AND NOW METHUSELAH RUSHES IN, GOING FOR A BIG BOOT TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: OH THANK GOD, MICHAEL MACHINA GOT OUT OF THE WAY! MACHINA WAS BARELY ABLE TO FALL TO HIS SIDE, FORCING METHUSELAH TO STOP HIMSELF JUST BEFORE HE COULD KICK THE EXPLOSIVE!
Persephone: So close… :mjcry:
James Peters: Methuselah quickly goes after Michael Machina as Machina slowly attempts to use the apron to get up- BUT MACHINA DELIVERS A BACK ELBOW TO THE MIDSECTION! Methuselah stumbles back, and both men are already looking sluggish after everything that happened!
Rich Russillo: Michael Machina pushes himself up before grabbing Methuselah, and slamming his face onto the apron! Machina now holding onto Methuselah still as he seems to have other intentions, and-
James Peters: HE TRIED SLAMMING THE BACK OF METHUSELAH’S HEAD INTO THE CELL, BUT METHUSELAH IS ABLE TO GRAB ONTO THE CELL JUST BEFORE HE COULD CONNECT WITH ANY OF THOSE EXPLOSIVES! NOW IT’S METHUSELAH WITH AN ELBOW, ONLY THIS IS DIRECTED RIGHT TO THE FACE OF MACHINA! Michael Machina stumbles back, but Methuselah doesn’t let him go very far before grabbing him, lifting him up for something big!
Rich Russillo: AND THERE IT IS! EGO DEATH DRIVER, RIGHT ONTO THE LADDER THAT WAS LEFT AT RINGSIDE!
Persephone: Yikes, as if things couldn’t get worse for the Champion. These two really haven’t slowed down with tearing each other apart since the match started, and that’s great. They need to keep this up.
James Peters: Well it looks like Methuselah plans to do exactly that. He slowly is able to pull himself back to his feet, and he makes his way over towards where those steps he used and that lead pipe were located. It seems like Methuselah has something in mind, and he knows exactly where it is. Methuselah digs under the ring, and… Uh oh.
Rich Russillo: We’ve seen this before, and now once again we’ll be seeing the Winged Metatron’s Cube make an appearance! This was once used to defeat Jamie, or then-called Yhwach O’Hara one on one, and the next time we saw it was when he took out the EAW World Champion, the same man laid out at ringside right now! This was way back before Road to Redemption, and now after all this time, it looks like history may be repeating itself!
Persephone: Great. We’re gonna be stuck with a 70 year old World Champion now because Michael Machina sucks.
James Peters: Methuselah slowly makes his way back over to where Michael Machina was planted, and while this has been a very back and forth match, it can’t be denied that Machina has suffered some serious damage. It all traces back to what happened early on, and now we may be seeing the final stages of this one as Methuselah has that Winged Metatron’s Cube in his hand, ready to bring this match to an en-
Rich Russillo: BULLET FROM HELL!!!!!!
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Persephone: WHAT JUST HAPPENED???
James Peters: MICHAEL MACHINA JUST SPEARED METHUSELAH THROUGH THE CELL WALL, BREAKING IT DOWN AND SETTING OFF ALL THE EXPLOSIVES ON THAT PART OF THE WALL!!!!!!! MICHAEL MACHINA AND METHUSELAH ARE RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE TIMEKEEPERS AREA, RIGHT ON TOP OF A CELL WALL THAT’S BEEN ALMOST COMPLETELY FRIED BY ALL OF THOSE EXPLOSIVES! MICHAEL MACHINA SLOWLY ROLLS OFF OF METHUSELAH, BUT I DON’T THINK THERE WAS ANY AVOIDING THE EXPLOSION THAT TIME AROUND! BOTH HE AND METHUSELAH FELT THAT ONE!
Rich Russillo: I have to say, this is one terrifying structure. Just that one small part of this giant cell caused eight different explosives to go off. For there to be this many goes to show that Methuselah was completely serious about everything he said. He doesn’t want to give Michael Machina the slightest bit of hope of retaining his Championship, which must be exactly why he brought out the Winged Megatron’s Cube, yet STILL Michael Machina is finding a way to not only fight back, but destroy Methuselah! To say these two are tearing each other apart might be an understatement at this point.
James Peters: Neither man has moved much after that spear, which I can’t say is surprising. This hasn’t been the traditional match, far from it. These two have just been doing whatever they could think of. Whatever they could do to dish out some serious punishment to their opponent. This all has been brewing since Wicked Games, when Methuselah betrayed Michael Machina. This was months in the making, and at this rate there’s no telling exactly who will leave this match as the EAW World Champion! Better yet, there’s no telling if either man will even be in any condition to return to Voltage by the time this is over.
Rich Russillo: Michael Machina is slowly beginning to crawl away from the area, but only so he could finally grab onto the barricade and begin pulling himself up. I think this is far from the first time we’ve thought this, but I have no idea how they’re still moving. It can’t be said enough that this match has taken a serious toll on the Elitists in this match, but with the EAW World Championship on the line, they’re not holding anything back.
Persephone: Exactly, and it’s perfect. It’s too bad that they’re both still in one piece after all that though. I think they need bigger bombs.
James Peters: I don’t think I need to explain why we don’t seeing the condition these two are already in. By the time this one is over they may just be covered in blood and burns, and to be honest I don’t even know HOW this will end. Michael Machina slowly uses the barricade to pull himself up, meanwhile Methuselah hasn’t even moved. It looks like Methuselah’s actions have backfired as the stipulation he created has left him like this! Michael Machina is finally dragging Methuselah to his feet before lifting him up, AND HE JUST THROWS HIM RIGHT INTO THE TIMEKEEPERS AREA, SENDING METHUSELAH CRASHING RIGHT INTO THE RING BELL!
Rich Russillo: It looks like these two are able to get away from all the explosives for a moment, but I’m not so sure that makes Methuselah any safer seeing the position he’s in! He went head first into the bell, and now it looks like Michael Machina has something big in mind! Michael Machina climbs over to where Methuselah is before picking him up, and now he begins climbing up onto the barricade! Michael Machina is being very careful here, AND IT LOOKS LIKE IT WAS FOR GOOD REASON, AS HE CONNECTS WITH A HUGE MOONSAULT FALLAWAY SLAM OFF OF THE BARRICADE, AND RIGHT ONTO THE FALLEN CAGE WALL!
James Peters: MICHAEL MACHINA SLOWLY RETURNS TO HIS FEET, AND IT LOOKS LIKE HE ISN’T DONE JUST YET! HE HAS A FIRED UP LOOK IN HIS EYES AS HE STARES AT METHUSELAH, AND NOW HE PULLS HIM UP BEFORE THROWING HIM- OH MY GOD! MICHAEL MACHINA JUST SENT METHUSELAH FLYING ACROSS OUR TABLE!
Persephone: What’s wrong with him?? He couldn’t have given us a warning before doing that?? I barely got out of the way in time!
Rich Russillo: That was a close one. Michael Machina now dragging Methuselah away from our area, AND HE JUST DELIVERS A KNEE TO THE MIDSECTION! Methuselah isn’t in good shape right now, AND NOW MACHINA LOOKS TO DISH OUT EVEN MORE PUNISHMENT AS HE SENDS HIM INTO THE CELL!
James Peters: METHUSELAH IS ABLE TO GRAB ONTO THE CELL THOUGH, STOPPING HIMSELF IN HIS TRACKS! Methuselah now turning around, AND HE SEES MACHINA RUSHING TOWARDS HIM-
Rich Russillo: BUT METHUSELAH POPS MACHINA UP AND OVER HIS HEAD, CAUSING MACHINA TO HAVE TO LATCH ONTO THE CELL TO AVOID CRASHING INTO IT! MACHINA IS HANGING ONTO THE CELL ABOVE METHUSELAH, AND METHUSELAH QUICKLY USES THE OPPORTUNITY TO QUICKLY GRAB A CHAIR FROM THE TIMEKEEPERS AREA- BEFORE LAUNCHING IT RIGHT AT MACHINA’S BACK!
James Peters: Michael Machina manages to avoid letting go of the cell, but he’s only hanging on with one hand now! Methuselah picks the chair back up, and it looks like he has an idea in mind now as he slowly begins to climb the cell, looking to join Machina! Both men are on the side of the cell right now, and whatever it is Methuselah is planning, saying it’s dangerous is an understatement seeing the position these two are in!
Rich Russillo: Methuselah makes it to Michael Machina- BUT MACHINA IS ABLE TO PUNCH METHUSELAH, TRYING TO KNOCK HIM OFF OF THE CELL! Methuselah doesn’t fall off though, and instead slowly begins climbing higher up! Michael Machina slowly begins climbing up to follow Methuselah, BUT METHUSELAH HITS MACHINA WITH AN ELBOW, STILL HOLDING THE CHAIR IN HIS HAND! Both Elitists are slowly scaling the cell, all while repeatedly hitting each other with whatever they can to try and push each other off! Machina and Methuselah, right now they are more than halfway up the cell!
Persephone: Why is Methuselah still carrying that chair, anyway? Climbing up there while holding it already isn’t easy. Is he *trying* to fall off the cell?
James Peters: Trust me, I don’t think any of us knows just what Methuselah is thinking right now! Michael Machina and Methuselah are close to the top of the cell, AND MACHINA LOOKS FOR ANOTHER PUNCH- BUT METHUSELAH USES THIS AS AN OPPORTUNITY TO GRAB MACHINA BY THE HEAD, SLAMMING HIS FACE AGAINST THE CELL! Doing that caused Machina to nearly fall off entirely, and seeing that he’s stunned, it looks like Methuselah is repositioning himself for something!
Rich Russillo: Methuselah slowly turns himself around, having to be as careful as possible knowing that he has the chair on his arm! Methuselah slowly pulling himself closer to Michael Machina, and… Oh my God. :lupe:
Persephone: We should probably get out of the way…
James Peters: METHUSELAH HOLDS ONTO MICHAEL MACHINA WITH THE CHAIR ACROSS HIS BACK, AS BOTH MEN FALL OFF THE SIDE OF THE CELL AND THROUGH OUR TABLE WITH THE WINGS OF HELL!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: WHAT THE HELL!?!? WHAT WAS METHUSELAH THINKING! HE TOOK A HUGE RISK, AND IN TURN HE MIGHT’VE JUST DESTROYED BOTH MICHAEL MACHINA AND HIMSELF!
Persephone: Wow. So… What now? I think these two are dead. Do we just leave them here?
Rich Russillo: :lupe: That’s a good question. I’m sure the referee has to call for the bell, but what happens to the EAW World Championship? After all this, there can’t be any way Michael Machina is actually in any condition to compete. Will the title have to be vacated-
James Peters: No, I don’t think anything like that is going to happen. Looking at the two of them right now… I think we might be seeing a new Champion.
(The camera gets a close-up of the two Elitists following the Wings of Hell through the commentary table, and thanks to what is shown, boos slowly begin to fill the Soldier Field. While Michael Machina is still laid out and completely lifeless in the remains of the table, Methuselah is beginning to move.)
Persephone: How is the fossil still moving after all that? Shouldn’t his bones basically be dust right now?
James Peters: I don’t think there’s even any point in asking questions at this point. Methuselah has always been almost inhuman, and right now he’s showing it once more as he’s somehow finding his way back to his feet.
Rich Russillo: This is unreal. Methuselah is dragging Michael Machina back into the cell, and it looks like he intends to finally finish this one.
James Peters: Methuselah sends Michael Machina back into the ring before following behind, and with Michael Machina still lifeless, I don’t think there’s any questioning what’s about to happen. Methuselah drags Michael Machina up, and it looks like we’re about to have ourselves a new EAW World Champion.
Rich Russillo: *MK DRIVER!!!!!!*
Persephone: :comeagain:
James Peters: WHAT???
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL MACHINA JUST LIFTED METHUSELAH UP BEFORE HE COULD HIT THE MK DRIVER, ALLOWING THE CHAMPION TO PLANT HIM WITH THE SKULLPIERCER!!!!!!
James Peters: Michael Machina slowly rolls out of the ring just so he could use the apron to stand, and he once again was able to find a way to save his Championship reign after a move that I think we all believed would be the end for him! We already knew Methuselah was abnormally resilient and capable of getting back up no matter what he took, but Michael Machina right now is showing Methuselah that taking that title from him was never gonna be easy!
Rich Russillo: Michael Machina drops down to his knees, and despite being given time to recover, he was still hit with the Wings of Hell from such an unreal height. Michael Machina is still in a bad spot, but it looks like he’s making the most of this time as he begins digging under the ring, seemingly looking for a few weapons to bring into this! It looks like Machina is starting with a table!
Persephone: Not just that. Are there explosives strapped to that table, too?
James Peters: It looks like it! Machina slides the table into the ring before digging under once more, and he takes out a light tube! Michael Machina knows that too much time has passed for him to go for a cover, so it looks like he plans to keep doing damage!
Rich Russillo: Methuselah slowly makes his way over towards the ropes, using them to begin pulling himself back up. Michael Machina makes his way back into the ring in the meantime, AND HE HITS METHUSELAH RIGHT IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH THE LIGHT TUBE, SHATTERING IT ON IMPACT! METHUSELAH STUMBLES INTO THE CORNER, DROPPING DOWN INTO A SEATED POSITION AS MACHINA SLOWLY BEGINS TO BACK UP!
James Peters: Michael Machina sets up that explosive table while Methuselah is out, and I think this right here is exactly what he needed. Michael Machina is taking this much needed time to try and push through what must be grueling pain, and if he keeps this up, he might just be able to retain his Championship after all! Methuselah is slowly using the ropes to pull himself up in the corner, AND NOW MICHAEL MACHINA CHARGES IN, CONNECTING WITH A HUGE RUNNING SHOULDER THRUST! MACHINA BACKS INTO THE FAR CORNER ONCE AGAIN, AND HE RUSHES IN BEFORE DELIVERING A SECOND SHOULDER THRUST!
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL MACHINA RUNS THE ROPES AS METHUSELAH STUMBLES OUT OF THE CORNER, AND HE FLIES AT THE CHAIRMAN WITH A HUGE SHOULDER TACKLE!!!! MICHAEL MACHINA HAS AN INTENSE LOOK ON HIS FACE RIGHT NOW, AND AFTER ALL THIS TIME IT LOOKS LIKE HE’S FOUND THE STRENGTH TO TAKE METHUSELAH DOWN! MICHAEL MACHINA PULLS DOWN THE STRAPS OF HIS SINGLET, PREPARING HIMSELF TO END THIS MATCH ONCE AND FOR ALL!
Persephone: I guess those old bones actually gave out after all. Methuselah hasn’t been able to fight back ever since he got dropped on his head.
James Peters: You’re right, and right now it looks like Methuselah may be on the verge of missing out on the EAW World Championship! He slowly begins stumbling back to his feet, BUT I DON’T THINK HE REALIZES THAT HE’S EXACTLY WHERE MICHAEL MACHINA WANTS HIM!
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH MAKES IT BACK TO HIS FEET, AND NOW MICHAEL MACHINA BURSTS OUT OF THE CORNER!
James Peters: BULLET FROM HELL!!!!
Persephone: Yikes…
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH JUST KICKED MICHAEL MACHINA BELOW THE BELT! METHUSELAH WITH A LOW BLOW, STOPPING MACHINA FROM CONNECTING WITH THE BULLET FROM HELL!!!!
James Peters: MICHAEL MACHINA STUMBLES BACKWARDS TO A KNEE, AND NOW METHUSELAH RUNS THE ROPES AS THE CHAMPION PUSHES HIMSELF BACK UP!
Rich Russillo: SPEEEAAAAARRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!
James Peters: METHUSELAH CONNECTS WITH THE SPEAR, BREAKING MICHAEL MACHINA IN HALF!!!! MICHAEL MACHINA IS DOWN AND OUT, AND METHUSELAH JUST MADE USE OF THE SAME KIND OF MOVE MACHINA USED TO SAVE HIMSELF AT THE START OF THIS!
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH PULLS HIMSELF ON TOP OF MICHAEL MACHINA, AND THERE’S NO QUESTION ABOUT IT! THIS ONE IS OVER, AND WE HAVE A NEW EAW WORLD CHAMPION AS METHUSELAH FINALLY GOES FOR THE FIRST, AND ONLY PINFALL OF THIS MATCH!!!!!!!
OOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Persephone: Are you serious??
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL MACHINA GOT THE SHOULDER UP!?!?
James Peters: THIS IS UNBELIEVABLE!!!! THESE TWO HAVE DONE EVERYTHING THEY POSSIBLY COULD TO EACH OTHER! THEY’VE TORN EACH OTHER APART! THEY CRASHED THROUGH OUR TABLE FROM NEARLY THE TOP OF THIS CELL! THEY’VE BEEN ON THE RECEIVING END OF SO MANY EXPLOSIVES, AND MICHAEL MACHINA WAS JUST HIT WITH METHUSELAH’S SPEAR! ALL OF THIS, AND MICHAEL MACHINA MANAGED TO GET THE SHOULDER UP! THERE’S JUST NO WAY!
Rich Russillo: Methuselah slowly pushes himself back to his feet, and he doesn’t look too pleased to see that Machina is still in this. I can’t even say I blame him, honestly. After everything these two have put each other through, there’s absolutely no reason why Michael Machina should’ve been able to kick out of that. They’ve been brawling nonstop since this one started, to the point where that was the first cover of the match. For Machina to still be in this one is unreal, but it just goes to show that this EAW World Championship is serious business, and this match is so personal that they can’t even allow themselves to lose.
James Peters: Methuselah slowly rolls out of the ring, and it looks like he has his eyes on exactly what he brought into the match earlier, the Winged Metatron’s Cube. Methuselah dropped the weapon when he was hit with that Bullet From Hell through the cell, and it looks like he’s about to try to do what he couldn’t earlier and make sure this one comes to a definitive end. Methuselah makes his way back into the ring, meanwhile Michael Machina looks like he’s done. He’s still feeling the effects of that spear, and that’s not exactly a surprise given everything else he’s been through.
Rich Russillo: Methuselah slowly begins to drag Michael Machina up, and as he pulls Machina to a knee, HE RAISES THE WINGED METATRON’S CUBE, LOOKING TO END THIS ONE WITH A SHOT TO THE HEAD, JUST LIKE HE DID AGAINST JAMIE O’HARA!
James Peters: BUT MICHAEL MACHINA IS ABLE TO THROW A PUNCH TO THE RIBS OF METHUSELAH! METHUSELAH WAS ABLE TO CATCH JAMIE OFF GUARD WITH THAT WEAPON TWO YEARS AGO, BUT METHUSELAH GAVE MACHINA JUST ENOUGH TIME TO FIND THE STRENGTH TO FIGHT BACK, EVEN IF FOR A MOMENT!
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH RESPONDS BY SWINGING AT MACHINA WITH THE WINGED METATRON’S CUBE, BUT MACHINA IS ABLE TO DUCK UNDER BEFORE GRABBING THE END OF THAT BROKEN LIGHT TUBE, STABBING IT INTO METHUSELAH’S THIGH!
Persephone: More blood, sounds good to me. A stab to the leg is the last thing Methuselah of all people needs though, so surprisingly it looks like Michael Machina actually made a smart choice.
James Peters: Methuselah grabs his leg as Machina reaches towards the ropes to pull himself up, BUT METHUSELAH DOESN’T MAKE THINGS THAT EASY FOR MACHINA, AS HE LUNGES IN WITH A KNEE TO THE MIDSECTION! Methuselah stumbles back before pulling that broken light tube out of his leg, but once again Michael Machina was able to force Methuselah to lose the Winged Metatron’s Cube! Michael Machina slowly pulls himself up in the corner, but even after that stab it looks like Methuselah isn’t slowing down too much!
Rich Russillo: BUT MACHINA IS ABLE TO POP METHUSELAH UP FOR A FLAPJACK, CAUSING HIM TO GO FACE FIRST INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! Michael Machina slowly pulls himself out of the corner, and now he sends Methuselah into the ropes-
James Peters: NO HE DOESN’T! METHUSELAH TURNS IT AROUND, BEFORE PULLING MACHINA BACK FOR A LEAPING REVERSE STO! Methuselah pushes himself back up, but that stab to the leg did some damage and I think it’s beginning to show itself. Methuselah doesn’t allow that to get to him, though. He pulls Machina up into a double underhook, BEFORE CONNECTING WITH METH FX! Methuselah pulling himself back to his feet, and he’s holding onto Machina in the meantime, AS HE TRANSITIONS INTO THE METH FX BACKBREAKER! Methuselah now watching as he sees Machina fall down to a knee, and it looks like he has something in mind!
Rich Russillo: You’re right about that, AS HE SHAKES OFF THE PAIN IN HIS LEG, RUNNING TOWARDS THE ROPES AND GOING FOR THE SPRING DEMOLITION-
Persephone: NOPE! MICHAEL MACHINA WAS ABLE TO RUN IN BEHIND METHUSELAH, DUMPING HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE!
James Peters: METHUSELAH LANDS ON THE APRON, THOUGH! Methuselah pulls himself back up after failing to connect with Demolition- BUT WAIT, WAIT A SECOND!
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL MACHINA USES WHATEVER BIT OF STRENGTH HE HAS LEFT TO IMMEDIATELY BEGIN RUNNING THE ROPES, AND- OH MY GOD!
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James Peters: MICHAEL MACHINA WITH A BULLET FROM HELL THROUGH THE ROPES, RIGHT INTO THE EXPLOSIVE CELL!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL MACHINA ONCE AGAIN PUTTING HIS OWN BODY ON THE LINE, ONLY THIS TIME I DON’T THINK THERE’S EVEN ANY QUESTIONING EXACTLY WHO GOT THE WORST OF THAT! METHUSELAH WAS JUST HIT WITH THE SAME MOVE MACHINA HAS USED TO WIN COUNTLESS MATCHES, AND ONCE AGAIN IT HAS FORCED METHUSELAH TO FEEL THE IMPACT OF AN EXPLOSION RIGHT ON HIS BACK!
Persephone: Machina nearly went head first into those explosives twice now, and both times were self inflicted. Ridiculous.
James Peters: The fact that it didn’t go into it is exactly why he did it, though! Michael Machina is the kind of Elitist that’s more than willing to be risky, sometimes more than necessary, but he knows what he’s doing and if you need any further proof, just look at Michael Machina now! He’s pulling himself up, and he’s able to send Methuselah into the ring to finally end this!
Rich Russillo: MACHINA SLIDES INTO THE RING, BUT INSTEAD OF GOING FOR THE COVER HE SENDS METHUSELAH INTO THE COVER WHERE THE EXPLOSIVE TABLE WAS! MACHINA IS MAKING HIS WAY TO THE TOP ROPE, AND HE CLEARLY HAS SOMETHING IN MIND RIGHT NOW!
James Peters: MICHAEL MACHINA IS UP TOP, AND HE JUST GRABS ONTO METHUSELAH, YELLING BEFORE LIFTING HIM UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS! HE’S ALREADY SPEARED METHUSELAH INTO THOSE EXPLOSIVES TWICE! HE’S DONE EVERYTHING ELSE HE COULD THINK OF! WHAT MORE COULD HE HAVE LEFT!?
Rich Russillo: I THINK WE’RE ABOUT TO FIND OUT!
(*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!*)
Persephone: :oh:
James Peters: NO WAY!
Rich Russillo: *MICHAEL MACHINA JUST JUMPED OFF OF THE TOP ROPE, PUTTING METHUSELAH THROUGH THE EXPLOSIVE TABLE WITH THE MIDAS BOMB!!!!!!!!!!!!
James Peters: THAT WAS EVERYTHING MACHINA HAD LEFT! HE’S FINISHED! MICHAEL MACHINA JUST FIRED THE BEST SHOT HE HAD, AND IT HIT HIS TARGET! MICHAEL MACHINA IS ABLE TO BARELY PULL HIMSELF OVER METHUSELAH, AND FINALLY THE CHAMPION IS ABLE TO GO FOR THE COVER!
OOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner… AANNNNDDDDDDDD SSTTILLLLLLL THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION…. MIIIIIIIIIICCHAAAEELLLLLL MAAAAAAAACHHIIINNAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!
(Michael Machina remains on top of Methuselah as ‘Apostle’s Warning’ hits. The crowd explodes with cheers, as happy as possible for the EAW World Champion after such a significant victory. After such a grueling match neither man is able to move for a while though, until slowly Michael Machina rolls off of Methuselah, leaning upwards just enough for the referee to hand him his EAW World Championship. Machina is slowly able to roll out of the ring, allowing him to return to his feet and raise his Championship in the air as the cell door is carefully opened.)
James Peters: WOW. That was just a war from start to finish, to the point where I don’t think either of these men should even be able to stand right now! The fact that they put each other through all this is unreal, but in the end, look who came out on top!
Rich Russillo: Michael Machina was able to retain the EAW World Championship against Methuselah, and that’s as big of a win as you could ever ask for! This is huge for the Champion, especially after everything these two put each other through.
Persephone: Was what Methuselah did really even that bad? Why would anyone trust Methuselah of all people? That was Machina’s fault if you ask me.
James Peters: Well either way, I…
(As Michael Machina slowly steps out of the cell, Methuselah can be seen in the center of the ring, having risen despite all of the injuries he’s sustained. Despite the many officials and medics running down the ramp, Methuselah’s attention is only on one person, that being the EAW World Champion.)
Persephone: What a creep. How is he even able to move after all that, let alone get back up?
James Peters: I don’t know, but either way, only one of these men were able to walk out of this, and his name is Michael Machina.
(As Michael Machina slowly makes his way to the ramp, raising his Championship following his victory, Methuselah glares at the Champion from within the cell. With this final shot, King of Elite fades from ringside.)
(Promotional ad for Pain for Pride, where Methuselah faces Minerva.)
(Voltage has returned from commercial break and for a brief moment, the camera is focusing on the empty arena as there is a lull in between the action. Seconds later, the silence is broken by the sounds of “Kamikaze” by RedHook playing throughout the arena as Daryl Kinkade enters to the sound of loud boos coming from the crowd. Daryl doesn’t care one bit about what they think as he heads to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen! Please welcome to the ring at this time… “THE KINK OF ELITE” DARYL KINKADE!!
Rich Russillo: Here comes Daryl Kinkade heading to the ring and it’s not hard to guess what he is going to talk about considering that at Pain for Pride, he will be one of six competitors fighting for the honor of leaving with the Cash in the Vault briefcase.
Persephone: Oh why in the hell is he here? All he’s going to do is whine and complain! That’s going to give me a headache. Nobody wants to hear him talk, so can’t he just leave?
Rich Russillo: Probably not. But the battle between the six competitors in the ladder match has certainly heated up and I can’t wait to see them battle at Pain for Pride. For right now, let’s
(Daryl reaches ringside and grabs a microphone from Bella Braxton before he slides into the ring. The crowd is still booing him as his entrance music fades off. He rolls his eyes at the sound of the crowd negatively reacting to him, but after that, he pays them no mind as he starts to speak.)
Daryl Kinkade: As we get closer and closer to Pain for Pride, my energy and my focus has been on the Cash in the Vault ladder match. Looking at the competition in the match, it’s almost a forgone conclusion that I am going to win this ladder match. It’s not because I think that I am the most deserving of the briefcase. I mean I am, but that’s not the point. It’s bigger than that, and if you can’t see it, then I’m afraid you must be blind. The point is I have gotten closer and closer to championship glory to the point where I should be EAW World Champion right walking into a Pain for Pride main event match and not that bloody roid rage enthusiast.
Daryl Kinkade: Besides, when you look at my competition, you can barely call any of them “competition” against the likes of me. It is obvious none of these other people in the match can hold a candle to my talent. I’ll rip through all of them with no trouble at all.
Daryl Kinkade: But I will reach my destiny of being World Champion soon enough when I win that Cash in the Vault briefcase and stamp my ticket to becoming a World Champion. It’s important that I win because after I win Cash in the Vault and when Pandora and Halsey keep the Unified Tag Team Championships, The British Invasion will truly be recognized as a force in EAW when we ALLLLLLL have gold around our waist. That is what I promised from the very beginning, and I will do my part to live up to that promise. Just you watch and see.
(Daryl feels proud of himself, but the smirk on his face doesn’t last long as “The End” by Lil Uzi Vert (feat. BABYMETAL) starts playing. Daryl turns and looks up the entrance ramp to see KASAI coming to the ring with a microphone in hand and cheers from the crowd.)
Persephone: If one idiot isn’t bad enough, we have another one coming to the ring. Can’t these discussions be done backstage or on the other side of the world away from me.
Rich Russillo: Well you can’t expect someone like KASAI to let those statements by Daryl go unacknowledged. Especially after Daryl and KASAI were defeated in tag team action last week. She’s probably not very happy with Daryl. She would love nothing more than to win Cash in the Vault so she can be one step closer to getting her next taste of championship gold. Let’s hear what she has to say.
(KASAI enters the ring and gets in Daryl’s face as her music fades off. Daryl doesn’t look amused as KASAI keeps her gaze on Daryl as she begins to speak.)
KASAI: Did I hear you correctly, Daryl? Did you really say that nobody else in this match was competition to you? That you were going to rip through all of us with no trouble at all? Did that hit the nail on the head?
Daryl Kinkade: Well you have the capability of paying attention, so you have that going for you. But yes, bruv. That’s exactly what I said because that is the truth. I am one of the most experienced and most talented people in all of EAW and that briefcase is just destined for me.
KASAI: Well you are destined to get your ass kicked in the ring next week, so I would suggest that you watch your mouth from now until then because you really don’t have a clue.
Daryl Kinkade: Oh I don’t?
KASAI: No, you don’t. Or would have already recognized and acknowledged that I am much more of a threat than you are giving me credit for.
Daryl Kinkade: You? A threat? Sure you are.
KASAI: Don’t you act condescending towards me because you know very well what I am capable of, and beating you around this ring wouldn’t even be half of it. I have been within a fingertip or two this season of winning another title, so I know how capable I am of becoming champion again. Having the Cash in the Vault briefcase will only make my chances that much better.
(After saying this KASAI begins to laugh, clearly favoring her chances of winning Cash in the Vault. Daryl however, doesn’t share the same amusement.
Daryl Kinkade: You think so? How dare you talk to me like that, you bloody crazy person. Just because I saved your butt from Miku Sakai.
KASAI: Don’t go there because I saved your butt from her as well so we are even! One way or another you will recognize–
(KASAI and Daryl are cut off from their arguing by “Lowlife Princess” by BIBI and the crowd immediately starts booing again as Miku Sakai enters the arena with a microphone in hand as she heads to the ring.)
Persephone: Oh GAWD!!! Miku Sakai is here and she has a microphone. Whoever gave her that needs more than just a simple punishment. They need three to five years in prison because nobody wants to hear Miku.
Rich Russillo: Well Miku is the catalyst for a lot of the chaos going on between the six people in this match. This entire season, she has been on a crusade to win more gold. She feels like she has been screwed over time and time again. Will Cash in the Vault be the light at the end of the tunnel?
(Miku slides into the ring and puts herself in the middle of the chaos in the ring as her music fades off.)
Miku Sakai: You two just need to shut the fuck up because I am tired of hearing Daryl bitch. I am tired of hearing KASAI talk in general. You and everybody else in this damn match need to comprehend the fact that I am leaving Pain for Pride as Ms. Cash in the Vault. You fuckers in the ring don’t deserve it. The remaining fuckers in this match don’t deserve it. It’s ME!! Only ME!! Get that through your thick fucking sku—
???: WILL YOU JUST SHUT UP!?!?!
(Miku is not happy somebody has interrupted her. She looks around wondering who in the hell did that before she looks up the ramp and sees Ryan Joseph Wilson coming down the ramp. Not far behind him are the two Dynasty members in this match, Hans Grayson and Kirk Redwood, all three have microphones and all look to have something on their minds.)
Persephone: Ain’t this great? Now the rest of the Cavalcade of Pathetic are coming down to the ring. As if this couldn’t get any worse. Looking at the six competitors, I could count their collective IQs on one hand.
Rich Russillo: Seven?
Persephone: Shut the fuck up.
Rich Russillo: Well I’m not surprised that the rest of the CITV match participants are coming down here because they certainly wanna have their voices heard before Pain for Pride. Quite frankly, I don’t blame them. All of them have microphones, so let’s hear what they have to say.
(Ryan, Hans, and Kirk all enter the ring as they look around at the other competitors in the ring before Ryan begins to speak.)
Ryan Joseph Wilson: I am going to stop you right now, Miku, before you further prove that you are a self-entitled bitch, I am going to cut you off and tell you that you aren’t winning Cash in the Vault.
Miku Sakai: I’m not? Then who? You? The perennial loser who talks like he’s ninety and has done nothing of significance throughout his career except for mooching off of the spotlight of other much better competitors?
Ryan Joseph Wilson: Yes me!! But not because of that bullshit. It’s because I have been looking for another opportunity to bounce back after Fighting Spirit and I think that winning Cash in the Vault would be the biggest and best way that I can think of to do that.
Hans Grayson: While you two are bitching towards each other, I am going to go ahead and put my two cents into this conversation and say that I have been working my ass off the last few years and I would love nothing more than to become World Champion for the first time in my career.
(Daryl rolls his eyes as he gets more and more annoyed with all the people interrupting his mic time.)
Daryl Kinkade: Aww what a sob story and it’s a sob story that is going to continue but you sure as hell aren’t going to win against the likes of me.
Hans Grayson: Of course someone like you would think that because you think you are just one step better than the rest of us, when in reality, he is about six feet behind the rest of us. Daryl Kinkade is just a man who builds up a bravado to cover up his own inadequacies.
Kirk Redwood: You all just need to shut the fuck up and let me talk.
KASAI: I would rather listen to a toilet plunger.
(Kirk looks like he wants to punch KASAI, but he keeps his composure and continues to speak.)
Kirk Redwood: Watch it bitch! Or did you all forget who was the last man standing in the brawl from last week. It sure as hell wan’t any of you fuckers. You all are going to make your claims about who deserves to win and all that shit. Go ahead and keep talking because it isn’t going to do you any good.
Ryan Joseph Wilson: Oh this is gonna be good.
Kirk Redwood: It is. I am going to go full speed ahead and win the Cash in the Vault ladder match because I would love nothing more than to end this season on a positive and meaningful note.
KASAI: Again, there’s me in this match and I am looking to take my career to the next level and this match is going to help me get there.
Miku Sakai: No it won’t. Because it’s going to help me. Listen up, fuckers!! I have already been so fucking close to a World Championship this season and I will NOT be denied again because a bunch of dumbfucks don’t know their place.
Kirk Redwood: How about you stand on a chair and say that to my face because that’s the only thing that you are going to be able to climb.
Miku Sakai: That was stupid. You are starting to sound like Ryan Wilson over there. That is NOT a compliment.
Daryl Kinkade: You all are just being annoying and interrupting my time out here on my own! You wankers need to learn some respect and acknowledge that I am going to be Mr. Cash in the Vault.
Hans Grayson: Not if I have a say in it. That briefcase is coming home with me where it belongs.
Miku Sakai: That isn’t going to happen in a million years. At least you stand a better chance than that ginger hobo Ryan Wilson.
Ryan Joseph Wilson: You don’t have a fucking clue. You know what? That does it!
(Ryan has had enough as he fires a right hand at Miku and takes her down, which leads to KASAI and Daryl throwing fists along with Kirk and Hans. All six competitors are beating the hell out of each other in the middle of the ring.)
Persephone: Wow. This is such a surprise. I sure as hell didn’t see this happening.
Rich Russillo: Very funny, BUT LOOK AT THESE COMPETITORS JUST SWINGING AWAY IN BEATING THE HELL OUT OF EACH OTHER! RIGHT IN THE RING AND THEY ARE ALL JUST ATTACKING EACH OTHER!!
Persephone: Of course that bitch Miku Sakai would be the one to start a fight between a whole group of people. Serves her right for starting shit on our show as she gets a punch in the face.
(Moments later, security guards come out and slide into the ring to break up this fight as the crowd starts to boo even louder.)
Crowd: LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT!
Rich Russillo: I share the same sentiment as the crowd. Let them fight. Let them get some aggression out before Pain for Pride.
Persephone: These killjoy security guards always ruin all the fun before a bloodbath occurs. This sucks!!
(Security is pulling the six competitors apart, but they are all scratching and clawing and trying to get away and continue to beat the hell out of each other.)
Rich Russillo: THESE SIX ARE STILL RIPPING AND TEARING TO TRY AND GET AWAY FROM THESE SECURITY GUARDS TO TRY TO CONTINUE TO FIGHT!! THEY DON’T WANNA WAIT UNTIL PAIN FOR PRIDE TO FIGHT, BUT THEY MIGHT NOT HAVE A CHOICE IN THE MATTER!
Persephone: Good. Let them wait. Because they look very stupid right now. The only way this would get better is if they kill each other and bleed to death with the ladders.
Rich Russillo: Oh this is going to be good. Six competitors representing all three brands. All for the chance to win the Cash in the Vault Briefcase. The Cash in the Vault Ladder Match at Pain for Pride is going to be a nonstop war.
(The final shot shows all six competitors still trying to get at each other while the crowd is still chanting “Let them fight” in the background as the camera shot fades elsewhere.)
(Once again, we fade backstage on Sunday Night Voltage. We find ourselves in a dark room somewhere in the back. Selina Reyes is leaning against a wall. She seems calm, focused.)
Selina Reyes: You want to talk about time, Candice? Let’s talk about it. When I tell you that I have been in this business since 2017, that is not just a casual statement. That is a declaration of commitment, a testament to an unwavering dedication that has spanned eight arduous, relentless years. Eight years. Think about that for a moment. Most people can barely commit to a weekly gym routine for eight weeks, let alone dedicate nearly a decade of their waking existence to a singular, consuming passion. For me, that passion, that obsession, that fundamental driving force has been wrestling. I haven’t just been involved in wrestling; I have been utterly consumed by wrestling for nearly a decade now. It isn’t a hobby; it’s not a fleeting interest or a phase I’m going through. This has been the very fabric of my life, every single breath I’ve taken, every sacrifice I’ve made, every early morning and late night has been in pursuit of mastering this craft. My life is wrestling. My identity is wrestling. For all that time, for what feels like an eternity in the fast-paced world we inhabit, this squared circle, this competitive arena, has been my entire world. It has shaped me, broken me, rebuilt me, and forged me into the competitor you see standing before you today.
(She leans back up off the wall and begins pacing back and forth. She continues to speak as she does, her tone becoming more heated.)
Selina Reyes: So, when the call came, when the opportunity finally presented itself to step into Elite Answers Wrestling, the biggest, most prestigious promotion there is, the mecca of professional wrestling… I didn’t hesitate. There was no internal debate, no moment of doubt. I knew, with every fiber of my being, that I had to do whatever was needed to make an impact. Whatever it took. If it meant pushing boundaries, if it meant making uncomfortable choices, if it meant shedding the skin of a lesser version of myself, then so be it. The magnitude of the stage demanded it. The years of sacrifice demanded it. My very core demanded it. And you know what? That wasn’t something that I was ever concerned with. It wasn’t a burden, it wasn’t a moral dilemma. In fact, it wasn’t something I ever would have hesitated with for even a millisecond. Because that is what truly matters, right? Is making the absolute most out of the time that you are given. Every second, every opportunity, every spotlight needs to be maximized. You either seize the moment or you let it slip through your fingers, fading into obscurity. I came here, to EAW, with a profound, unshakeable self-knowledge that I was not only capable of doing that, but destined to do so. I came here knowing I would turn heads, knowing I would become one of the greatest.
Selina Reyes: There has never, not for a single fleeting moment, been any doubt in my mind that I could scale the mountain here in Elite Answers Wrestling. That mountain isn’t just a metaphor for success; it’s a monumental challenge, a grueling climb, a test of will and skill that few are truly equipped to undertake. But I am. I possess the fortitude, the talent, and the sheer audacity to not just reach the summit, but to plant my flag firmly at its peak. Even now, with everything that has transpired, with the unexpected twists and turns, the fleeting taste of victory and the sting of its loss… I am still not shaken. Not rattled. Not deterred. Even knowing that I came close to capturing the Specialists Championship, I still know, deep in my soul, that I can get my hands on it in the future. That title is not an aspiration; it is a destiny deferred. I am not defeated; I am merely delayed. My path is clear to me now. My will remains completely unbroken.
(She stops dead in her tracks. She then turns towards the camera with a flash of rage on her face.)
Selina Reyes: You see, Candice, this is where the fundamental, irreconcilable difference between you and I becomes painfully clear. I made my point abundantly clear just last week, but perhaps you need it spelled out again. You are not cut from the same cloth that I am. You are not a professional wrestler. You are not forged in the same fires of dedication, sacrifice, and unrelenting ambition that have shaped me. No, Candice, you are, and have always been, a model that has been masquerading as a talent here for as long as you have. A pretty face, a marketable image, perhaps even some superficial charm, but beneath it all, there is no true substance. There is no wrestler.
Selina Reyes: I want you to really think about that for a moment. Take a deep breath, close your eyes if you must, and truly reflect on all that you have accomplished here in EAW. You have been here so much longer than I have. I acknowledge that. I am not delusional. I acknowledge that you possess a certain seniority, a certain level of experience within the confines of this company. But I demand an honest answer, Candice: what have you truly done with it? What enduring legacy have you carved? What unforgettable moments have you created through sheer wrestling prowess, through grit and determination, rather than manufactured hype or opportune timing? The answer, if you’re honest with yourself, is resounding emptiness.
Selina Reyes: I, on the other hand, have faith in myself. A deep-seated, unwavering belief in my own capabilities, my own talent, my own destiny. I have faith that my moment is going to come, even if it did happen at Grand Rampage for a fleeting second and was torn from my hands. That was merely a precursor. A preview of what is to come. My ascent is inevitable. It is written. So, Candice, what you desperately need to understand, and what I intend to burn into your memory, is this: I am never going to regret attacking you. The remorse you seek will never come. The apology you might expect will never be uttered. I am never going to regret stabbing you in the back, because in my eyes, it wasn’t an act of betrayal. It was an act of clarity. It was a surgical strike to expose the superficiality that you embody. You had it coming. Every single bit of it. You stood in the way of someone who deserves to be here, who lives for this, who is genuinely cut from the cloth of a champion. And for that, Candice, you paid the price.
(Selina Reyes moves in closer to the camera, approaching it with hostility.)
Selina Reyes: The fact of the matter is, you aren’t someone who can bring me to greatness. That is what someone needs in a partner. I need to be alongside an Elitist that has a future. Or someone that even has a past that is impressive. But you have nothing Candice. No, you have spent your career proving people right about you. Every time you go to reach for that brass ring, you always come up just a little bit short. It would be one thing if it wasn’t a pattern that has spread out over so many years. But it is. You are consistent in one way only. Failing. Which is why I had to do what I did. I had to make it perfectly clear to you that we are done. There is no partnership here. There is no Candice Blair standing alongside Selina Reyes as she finally achieves what she could. No. I am going to step through you on my way to getting everything that I want.
Selina Reyes: Since you have no future Candice, since you are never going to be champion or even a quarter of the professional wrestler any of your sisters are…I am going to end your career. That is what is going to happen at Pain for Pride. You are going to lose. Or at least, you were going to lose. But now, it’s a No Disqualification match. Think about what that truly means. The rules are gone. The restraints are off. There is absolutely nothing that can stop me from executing my will upon you. No referee intervention, no rope breaks, no count-outs. Mercy is something that can be thrown out of the window. It’s a luxury I don’t possess, and one you certainly won’t receive. I am going to destroy you, Candice. Every ounce of fight, every shred of hope, every pretense of talent you might cling to will be obliterated. I am going to end your career with my own two hands. I know…you think that my legacy will be losing to you. But no, you are going to be a small, forgettable part of mine. Your greatest achievement will always and forever be…
Selina Reyes: …becoming a stain at the bottom of my boot.
(She walks out of the room as the camera fades elsewhere in the arena.)
(Promotional ad for Pain for Pride, where Selina Reyes and Candice Blair face off in a no disqualifications match.)
[SCREENBAR – Shock Value 2025]
(The camera cuts to Bella Braxton in the ring.)
Bella Braxton: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Bella Braxton: AND IT IS AN ELECTRIC WEAPONS MATCH…. FOR THE UNIVERSALLLLLLL WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
(‘Gloria’ by London Symphony Orchestra can be heard across the speakers as the audience responds loudly for the arrival of Bea Valentine. The Empress of Elite emerges from the back with focus within her gaze, looking toward the crowd with wonder etched across her face as she then takes her glare toward the ring. Bea takes a deep breath as Cornelius was following behind, ‘till Bea gives the nod to him, and he remains standing at the stage as Bea walks down the ramp, ready for her match tonight.)
Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST! THE CHALLENGER! FROM BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTS, WEIGHING IN AT 143 POUNDS… THE EMPRESS OF ELITE, BEAAAAAAA VALENTINEEEEEE!!!
Tyrone Montgomery: An incredible opportunity for Bea Valentine tonight as she is heading into the one-on-one encounter she’s been anticipating for a long time! This is a match that has spent quite some time being kept from happening, but now it’s finally here in the biggest manner possible! Bea is now looking to succeed in making a newfound dream turn into reality!
Rich Russillo: This is certainly everything that can change the trajectory of Bea Valentine’s career overnight!!! She has extensively discussed how far she’s gone and how much she’s grown, as becoming the Empress of Elite has warranted this championship match into becoming true! One more win! One more step and Bea will truly find her eternal joy!!!
Persephone: Blah blah blah blah, I heard weapons and my mind immediately went “yippie! Chaos!” But sure go Bea.
(‘Burn My Dread -Last Battle Reload-‘ by Lotus Juice can be heard throughout the speakers as a nightly blue and white color scheme takes over the lighting of the arena. Soon enough, the audience reacts immensely for the arrival of Universal Women’s Champion, Milli Banks. The champion emerges as she fashions a blue, white and black color scheme alongside headphones as she looks ahead with a wide smile on her face. An ode to Persona 3, Milli nods to the music before looking ahead to the ring, with a focused glare as she proceeds to walk down the ramp while the Universal Women’s Championship shone around her waist.)
Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING HER OPPONENT! FROM BROOKLYN, NEW YORK, WEIGHING IN AT 130 POUNDS… SHE IS THE UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION…. MILLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII BAAAAAAAAANKS!!!
Tyrone Montgomery: And now the longest reigning Universal Women’s Champion has officially arrived!!! With a special presentation this time around as she steps into an increasingly important match in her career, with no mistakes being made that she has been able to retain all of her confidence the longer this reign has continued to remain strong because of her efforts!
Rich Russillo: The pressure is on tonight, and Milli Banks is very familiar with having to work under all of the pressure in the world!! Bea Valentine has got the greatest threat before her, the defending record breaking World Champion as she will need to treat this match as if it’s her very last! This is ELECTRIC WEAPONS, as this is a long anticipated match that’s about to go down!!
Persephone: ENTERTAIN ME! HURRY UP! I NEED IT NOW!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Tyrone Montgomery: HERE WE GO! THE LONG ANTICIPATED UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH IS FINALLY HERE! MILLI BANKS DEFENDS HER TITLE AGAINST THE EMPRESS OF ELITE HERSELF BEA VALENTINE!! This has been a one on one encounter that has been over a year and a half in the making and it’s finally arrived in ELECTRIC WEAPONS FASHION!
Rich Russillo: Milli Banks and Bea Valentine glare down at one another as this has been a match they’ve both been anticipating for quite some time! In mere moments, this is about to turn into the necessary bloodbath they are both willing to undergo in order to call themselves the Universal Women’s Champion! The stage has been set, and the atmosphere across this venue was absolutely electric tonight!! Pun intended.
Persephone: What a way to kill the vibes, moron. QUIT STALLING! TIME FOR BLOOD!
Tyrone Montgomery: NO TIME WASTED AS BOTH WOMEN DON’T WASTE A SECOND SPRAWLING TOWARD ONE ANOTHER AND LETTING THE FOREARMS RING FREE! MILLI RETURNING EACH FOREARM IN FULL WHILE BEA IS MOUNTING THE SAME PRESSURE FORWARD! There’s no chance in tearing these Elitists apart ‘till we see either see a champion retain their gold or the coronation of a new World Champion tonight! It’s all or nothing!!
Rich Russillo: AS MILLI SENDS A BACK ELBOW ACROSS THE TEMPLE BEA! This causes Bea to be taken back and stumble backward against the ropes, holding onto them with a hand as Milli doesn’t seem all too interested in slowing down! The Universal Women’s Champion is now rushing forward and looking to take Bea down WITH A ROUNDHOUSE—
Tyrone Montgomery: BEA DUCKS THE ROUNDHOUSE—AND IMMEDIATELY WRAPS HER ARMS AROUND MILLI BANKS TO NAIL A GERMAN SUPLEX!!! BUT MILLI WITH A SUDDEN ELBOW HALTS THE SUPLEX! Bea is forced to let go as she’s now sent backward into the corner, rocked by the consecutive elbow as she’s now trying to maintain any ground that she can! Milli’s quickly maneuvering up to her feet—WHILE BEA RUSHES FORWARD FOR A SUPERKICK!
Rich Russillo: MILLI SIDE-STEPS and SENDS A KNEE LIFT ACROSS THE JAW OF BEA!! Valentine is staggered briefly as she drops down to a knee, followed by Milli rushing the ropes before allowing herself to rebound and turn the pressure back around on Bea through a SWIFT HURRICANRANA THAT CAUSES BEA TO ROLL OUT OF THE RING! Milli is able to mount herself all of the control that she needs as Bea is now trying to recoup on the outside!
Persephone: Fuckkkkk why are they starting off so slow????? This is life or death, damnit!!
Tyrone Montgomery: Bea’s looking to bring herself upward yet I doubt Banks is allowing any room for Valentine here! Milli makes her way through the ropes and stands on the apron as Bea’s slowly rising herself upward, which opens up newfound opportunity to suppress her challenger much further from here! Milli Banks rushes toward Bea Valentine as she’s seeking out AN IMMENSE METEORA ONTO HER—
( SMACK!!! )
Rich Russillo: ELECTRIFIED STEEL CHAIR IS SMACKED ACROSS MILLI WHILE SHE’S MID-AIR!!! Milli is reeling on the outside floor as Bea must’ve had a hand under the apron and been able to send the strike nailing across Milli with authority! The chair has been imbued with electrical layering that connected across the side of Milli Banks!!! Now Valentine is able to create some room for herself as Milli struggles to find ground, crawling around and reaching for the barricade while she can!
Tyrone Montgomery: BUT AN OVERHEAD SWING OF THE ELECTRIFIED STEEL CHAIR CATCHES MILLI ACROSS HER BACK!!! The jolts immediately induce shock directly into her spine as her expression is telling the entire story right there! Milli is still refusing to keep herself down for even the slightest amount of time, a testament to resilience she has been able to pose countless of times as she’s still trying to call despite the troubles she’s being placed through!
Persephone: BUT THANKFULLY BEA’S PACING FORWARD AND ABOUT TO SWING DOWN ON MILLI—
Rich Russillo: A KICK TO BEA’S KNEE CAUSES HER TO FALL FORWARD and ONTO THE BRUNT OF THE STEEL STEPS! FACE FIRST!! Bea is immediately clutching onto her head while Milli is crawling herself away and back up to her feet, now taking a hold of the electrified steel chair to set it down while Valentine is too groggy to act immediately after!
Tyrone Montgomery: BUT BEA WITH A KNEE ACROSS HER ABDOMEN! And then grabbing a hold of Milli’s head from behind as she SLAMS HER HEAD ONTO THE APRON TO KEEP HER SUPPRESSED!! Bea Valentine is still groggy in her own right but she’s still mustering up the willpower possible to keep herself in the match and maintain control! Milli may have just halted her own momentum just as quickly!
Rich Russillo: As Bea has taken notice of the chair that’s been set up by the champ’ herself, growing a slight grin on her own face as she’s now pulling Milli into position and absolutely looking to send the message as brutally as she’s possibly like to!! Valentine is looking to hoist Milli upward AS SHE’S LOOKING FOR THE POWERBOMB ONTO THE ELECTRIFIED CHAIR—
Tyrone Montgomery: BUT MILLI ELEVATES HERSELF UPWARD and IS ABLE TO HOP OVER BEA and ONTO THE STEPS! Bea quickly turns herself around in wide-eyed fashion to keep her focus on Milli—BUT A BRIEF KICK FROM MILLI ACROSS HER JAW FOLLOWS UP! Valentine is dazed as Milli now sees an opportune moment to make from this staggered Bea Valentine as she LEAPS FORWARD—
Persephone: METEORA SENDS BEA VALENTINE ONTO THE ELECTRIFIED STEEL CHAIR!!! THE CHAIR FOLDS BACKWARD UNDER THE WEIGHT OF BEA AS HER UPPER BACK TOOK THE IMPACT!! This is what I want to fucking see!! Valentine’s groaning out in agony as the shock was sent across her upper body through all of that!!
Rich Russillo: WHICH LEAVES BEA IN A TERRIBLE SPOT FOR SURE! Valentine’s trying to grasp onto her own upper back here as that was enough to truly leave her in the rut! Milli is bringing herself back up as she’s not looking to stay down for long either, scouting under the apron as she’s certain there’s more left to do in order to retain the title tonight!
(Milli scouts under the ring, and a brief grin can be seen plastered on her face as she pulls out a garbage can with an assortment of weaponry.)
Tyrone Montgomery: And it appears Milli has more than enough to dish out a whole new level of pain to Bea tonight!! Banks doesn’t waver for a second with her confidence here as she’s now pulling an ELECTRIFIED BATON from the garbage can! Bea’s completely unaware of where she’s at herself as she’s trying to pull herself back up before Milli could AIM FOR A SWING FROM HERE—
(DING!)
Rich Russillo: THE RING BELL IS SMACKED RIGHT OVER THE SKULL OF MILLI BANKS!! Milli is wide eyed and dazed as she backs herself away, leaning against the ring post as she is rattled immensely from the bell being struck across her skull! Bea’s got an incensed look on her face as she keeps a hold of the ring bell, and—WHAT THE HELL?!?
Persephone: EVEN THE RING BELL IS ELECTRIFIED! IT’S GOT LAYERING OF ELECTRICAL CURRENTS ALL OVER IT! Hope they’ve got a fucking spare laying around somewhere—‘CAUSE BEA’S ABOUT TO SWING AGAIN!!!
(DING!)
(DING!)
(DING!)
(DING!)
Tyrone Montgomery: GOOD GRIEF! THE ELECTRIFIED RING BELL IS BEING SLAMMED OVER MILLI’S BACK OVER and OVER AGAIN!! BEA’S FEROCITY IS UNBOUND AS SHE’S ENSURING MILLI CAN’T FIGHT BACK!!! Banks remains prone on the ringside floor while Valentine is eagerly grabbing a hold of the champion and tossing her back into the ring! Bea doesn’t waste time tossing the trash can into the ring as well to allow for an even greater assortment of weapons to be positioned throughout the canvas!
Rich Russillo: As Bea is able to scavenge herself under a peculiar spot within the apron to be able to take hold of what she’s looking for from here! Valentine is keeping herself diligent on the hunt as I believe she has to be aiming for a weapon specific to her if the assortments of the trash can didn’t justify her attention to return back to the ring!
(Bea’s eyes have not refrained from their state of incense since the match began, as she’s manically smiling while hoisting up her choice of punishment to the immense reaction of the crowd.)
Persephone: HUH??? Already?!??!? What do you mean you’re doing this NOW???
Tyrone Montgomery: IT’S THE JAR OF BEES!!!! Bea Valentine has got the bees once more as she’s not refraining from trying to secure the closest realm of victory as possible for herself! Valentine is now rolling herself back into the ring, and Milli is still reeling from the pressure she faced earlier as Bea has got the jar in her possession and ready for use!
Rich Russillo: As Milli’s looking ahead and taking notice of the jar of bees that Valentine equipped herself with!!! She’s immediately looking to bring herself back up with use of the ropes—BUT BEA’S LETTING THE BEAS RUN FREE DIRECTLY TOWARD MILLI! THE JAR IS OPENED AND AIMED TOWARD THE UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION!
Bea Valentine: (off-mic) PROTECT ME, MY DARLINGS!!!
( SWAT! )
( SWAT! )
( SWAT! )
Persephone: THE FUCK?!?
Tyrone Montgomery: MILLI JUST SWATTED THE BEES AWAY WITH AN ELECTRIFIED WOODEN BOARD! WRAPPED UP IN BARBED WIRE AS WELL! THE BEES ARE ALL SWATTED AWAY IN NUMEROUS SWINGS AS NOT A SINGLE BEE IS ABLE TO STING MILLI! SHE IMMEDIATELY ACTED UPON THE JAR OF BEES AND TOOK HOLD OF THE BOARD AFTER IT SPILLED OUT FROM THE TRASH CAN!
Rich Russillo: BEA IS JUST WIDE-EYED AS SHE WITNESSED MILLI SWAT AWAY ALL OF HER BEES IN A FELL SWOOP! Bea Valentine is left utterly shocked as she’s glaring toward Milli and feeling every bit of rage continue to build within her after witnessing that scene right before her eyes!
Persephone: That was the equivalent of twenty-five 9/11’s for her so I get it.
Milli Banks: (off-mic) You’re gonna have to do A LOT better than that!
Tyrone Montgomery: The confidence is remaining strong within the champion as AN IRATE BEA VALENTINE LOOKS TO SWING WITH HER EMPTY GLASS JAR—BUT MILLI DRIVES THE BRUNT OF THE BOARD INTO VALENTINE’S ABDOMEN!! Bea is clutching onto her own midsection here as Milli quickly tosses the board toward the corner!!! Banks proceeds to nail a SWIFT ROUNDHOUSE KICK to keep Bea at bay, stirring toward the corner as Milli rushes herself to the opposite corner! NOW RUNNING FORWARD TOWARD VALENTINE—
Rich Russillo: WITH A SUNSET FLIP POWERBOMB INTO THE ELECTRIFIED WOODEN BOARD!!! BEA GOT CAUGHT UP IN THE BARBED WIRE AS WELL AS HER HAIR IS STUCK AGAINST THE BOARD DESPITE THE JOLTS COMING THROUGH!!! VALENTINE IS REELING FROM THE PAIN AS SHE’S LEANED BACK AGAINST THE BOARD AND TRYING TO FREE HER OWN HAIR FROM THE BARBED WIRE!
Tyrone Montgomery: BUT MILLI RUSHES FORWARD AND NAILS A RUNNING METEORA INTO THE CORNER!!! BEA IS SENT BACK ONTO THE BOARD FURTHER AS SHE CRUMPLES DOWN ONTO THE CANVAS ENTIRELY! Valentine is being left in the worst way imaginable here as Milli is refusing to slow down, she’s understanding this is all of the control she needs to maintain!
Persephone: ‘Cause this bitch is about to keep our damn Empress over here from ever winning this title!!!
Rich Russillo: AS MILLI RIPS BEA AWAY FROM THE BARBED WIRE OF THE ELECTRIFIED BOARD!! SHE TRAPS VALENTINE RIGHT OVER THE BOARD BEFORE FLIPPING OVER, RIPPING A PIECE OF BARBED WIRE FROM THE BOARD AS WELL TO WRAP THE BARBED WIRE AROUND THE FACE OF BEA VALENTINE!!!
Tyrone Montgomery: BEFORE FLIPPING OVER TO MAINTAIN A BRIDGING FUJIWARA ARMBAR!! WHILE KEEPING THE BARBED WIRE WRAPPED AROUND BEA’S ENTIRE HEAD!!! VALENTINE IS YELLING OUT AS MILLI CAN SNAP HER ARM AT ANY MOMENT WHILE BEA’S STILL SITUATED AGAINST THE ELECTRIFIED BOARD!!! VALENTINE MAY HAVE TO TAP OUT OR SIMPLY GIVE WAY TO MILLI!
Rich Russillo: This isn’t good at all!!!! Bea Valentine is left in the worst place imaginable!!! The challenger is trying to reach around, not allowing for the immense dream to be put to an abrupt stop so soon!!! Not now!!! BUT HER HAND IS HOVERING OVER THE MAT HERE! SHE’S GONNA TAP!
( SMASH!!!! )
Persephone: THE EMPTY JAR OF BEES!!! IT’S SMASHED OVER MILLI’S FACE AFTER BEA WAS ABLE SNATCH IT UP!! IT WASN’T USELESS AFTER ALL!
Tyrone Montgomery: THE GLASS SHATTERED IMMEDIATELY ON IMPACT OVER MILLI’S FACE AS SHE’S FORCED TO LET GO!!! MILLI BANKS IS CLUTCHING ONTO HER OWN FACE AS SHE’S SQUIRMING AROUND THE MAT! Bea gets a hold of her own arm briefly as she’s shaking her own head repeatedly, as we can see all of the desperation etched across her face after the pressure that she was facing at the behest of the Universal Women’s Champion!!
Rich Russillo: As Milli’s sight has been impaired as well!! Banks is trying to keep herself elevated while Valentine’s grasping onto a new weapon to utilize here after Milli Banks is just trying to get her own bearings back in order!!! Finding her sight again after the hell that she’s been met with by the shattering jar—
Tyrone Montgomery: BEA SWINGS FOR THE FREAKIN’ FENCES!!! ELECTRIFIED BATON IS SWUNG RIGHT ACROSS THE TEMPLE OF MILLI BANKS AS SHE’S COLLAPSES TO HER KNEES SOON AFTER!!! THE SHOCK IN ADDITION TO HER BRAIN BEING ABSOLUTELY RATTLED ON IMPACT!!
Persephone: Yeah if her brain isn’t absolute mush after that I’m convinced she’s just superhuman.
Rich Russillo: BUT BEA’S NOT EXACTLY SATISFIED JUST YET! SHE’S BRINGING HERSELF BEHIND MILLI WHILE SHE’S IN THIS CROUCHED STANCE—AND SHE’S PRESSING THE BATON OVER MILLI’S THROAT!! VALENTINE’S GOT THE ELECTRIFIED BATON SENDING THE JOLTS ALL ACROSS HER NECK WHILE CHOKING HER OUT WITH THE BATON!! MILLI’S TRYING TO KEEP THE BATON AWAY BUT BEA’S DESPERATION IS OVERPOWERING MILLI!
Tyrone Montgomery: BUT MILLI’S RETAINING MUCH OF HER WILLPOWER AND SLOWLY PUSHING THE BATON AWAY!!! BEA’S WIDE-EYED AS SHE’S DOING EVERYTHING THAT SHE CAN KEEP MILLI BANKS FROM COMING BACK and SENDING THE OFFENSE AGAINST HER—
Rich Russillo: A MODIFIED NECKBREAKER AS THE ELECTRIFIED BATON DRIVES MILLI AGAINST THE CANVAS AND CAUSES HER TO COUGH UP A STORM!! Milli is hurt!!! She’s grasping onto her own throat here as she can’t help but cough further, and Bea’s eagerly standing herself back up as she picks up the electrified board—AND SLAMS THE BOARD WHERE OVER MILLI!! THE BARBED WIRE IS LATCHED TO MILLI WHILE SHE’S LAID OUT ON THE CANVAS!
Tyrone Montgomery: AS BEA IS NOW MAKING THE CLIMB UP TO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!!! She’s moving as quickly as she possibly can despite the welts and bruising that’s beginning to build throughout her own body as well!!! But she finds a way to take herself up to the top while Milli’s still laid out with the board directly over herself—AND SHE TAKES FLIGHT!!
Rich Russillo: ‘FLIGHT OF THE BUMBLEBEA’!!! FROG SPLASH MANAGES TO GO THROUGH AS BEA LANDS RIGHT ONTO MILLI WITH THE ELECTRIFIED BOARD APPLYING ADDITIONAL IMPACT!!!! BEA EAGERLY SHOVES THE BOARD OFF BEFORE HOOKING THE LEG OF MILLI BANKS!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Referee: THR—
Persephone: Holy fucking shit, she kicked out. Her brain’s not quite mush, she’s got the fucking Compound V. 💔
Tyrone Montgomery: MILLI BANKS DOES KICK OUT!!! Bea Valentine is wide-eyed, shaking her own head as she sees this is STILL not enough to keep Milli down for the count!!! Bea is eagerly finding herself back to form, bringing herself to the trash can as she’s now equipped with AN ELECTRIFIED CHROME STRAP BELT!! Milli’s barely able to bring herself upward, trying to return to a knee but finding ample struggle!
Rich Russillo: As Bea’s wrapping the strap around her knee!! It’s electrified and ready to send Milli in for what could be the last moments of her championship reign!!! Bea is fastening the strap in an immense rush as EVERY movement is erratic!!! SHE’S GOT IT SECURED BEFORE RUSHING FORWARD AND PUTTING MILLI BANKS DOWN WITH THE ELECTRIFIED ‘BEA TRIGGERRRR’—
Tyrone Montgomery: ELECTRIFIED STEEL CHAIR IS THROWN INTO THE SKULL OF BEA VALENTINE!!! MILLI’S WILLPOWER ON FULL DISPLAY AS SHE’S NOT WAVERING FOR LONG! BANKS GRABS A HOLD OF THE TRASH CAN—BEFORE SMASHING THE TRASH CAN RIGHT OVER BEA’S SKULL AS WELL!!! VALENTINE IS DOWN AS MILLI’S QUICKLY WRAPPING BARBED WIRE AROUND THE SKULL OF VALENTINE!
Milli Banks: (off-mic) A crown fit for a squire!!!
Persephone: HOW IS SHE TALKING??? YOU WERE JUST SMACKED ACROSS THE HEAD BY A FULL SPEED ELECTRIC BATON!
Rich Russillo: ‘CAUSE MILLI KNOWS FULL AND WELL WHEN SHE’S IN CONTROL AS SHE’S PLACED A CROWN MADE OUT OF BARBED WIRE OVER BEA’S SKULL—BEFORE RUSHING FORWARD WITH ‘NO FAKE BILLS HERE’ ACROSS THE VERY SKULL OF BEA VALENTINE!!! MILLI KEEPS HERSELF OVER BEA AND HOOKS THE LEG!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Referee: THRE—
Tyrone Montgomery: NO!!!! NOT ENOUGH!!! BEA IS ABLE TO REMAIN IN THE MATCH!!! This battle continues to rage on despite all of the hardship that has been placed on both women tonight!!! Milli’s nodding to herself as she’s seeing this is taking everything—BUT SHE’S MUSTERING UP A GRIN! The confidence continues to ooze from her expression as she’s continuously nodding while dragging Bea by her hair, over to the middle of the ring as she sees what has been loosened from the knee of Bea Valentine!
Rich Russillo: It’s the chrome strap belt that’s layered with electricity all over!!! The shock that can arise from being hit with this would be enough to cause any ordinary human being to be put down!!!
(Milli Banks takes notice of the strap belt, as she takes a strong grip of one end, and begins to pull the strap away from Bea Valentine’s knee while she’s unable to retort back to Milli.)
Bea Valentine: (off-mic) NO.
(Bea grabs a hold of the other end of the strap belt before Milli could snatch the strap away entirely. The blood is trickling down from both of their faces as Milli wipes the crimson mask away from her own eyes while glaring down upon Bea.)
Milli Banks: (off-mic) You knew this was gonna happen, and you also knew I’m *untouchable.*
(Milli poses a confident grin as Bea grimaced in anger, slowly rising to her own two feet as they each wrapped an end of the electrified belt around their knuckles.)
Bea Valentine: (off-mic) I am… the EXCEPTION!!!
(BZZT!!!)
(Bea throws the first punch, nailing Milli across the jaw as she finds herself bleeding from the mouth. The Universal Women’s Champion is stunned for a moment, but nods to herself as she brandishes a slight smirk before glaring toward the challenger.)
(BZZT!!!)
(Milli sends a right hook of her own across the jaw of Bea Valentine, with Bea feeling the jolts sprawl across her jaw as she’s staggered briefly, but shaking her own head as she’s keeping a well imposed glare on Milli Banks.)
(BZZT!!!!)
(Milli’s nailed right across the mouth, dropping to a knee as she spits out blood from her mouth while feeling the same jolts of electricity. But she continues to derive the adrenaline, bringing herself back up as Bea continuously shakes her own head.)
(BZZT!!!!!)
(Bea staggers back into the ropes behind her, as she’s spitting out a tooth after a haymaker from Milli leaves her coughing up blood on her own accord, grasping onto the rope to keep herself standing.)
Persephone: Holy fuck there’s at least been a pint of blood just spilling from their mouths with this exchange, I’m heaven.
Tyrone Montgomery: WHICH IS ABOUT TO END AS MILLI IS YANKING BEA FORWARD AND DIRECTLY INTO A CODEBREAKER!!! BEA HAS BEEN CAUGHT AS SHE’S CLUTCHING ONTO HER OWN MOUTH YET AGAIN!! Milli eagerly yanks an electrified steel chair from under the apron before bringing herself back into frame!!! Bea is hurt as she’s trying to move herself away, rising back up BUT MILLI’S RAISING THE CHAIR!
Rich Russillo: THE ELECTRIFIED STEEL CHAIR ACROSS HER SKULL!!! BEA CRUMPLES DOWN AS MILLI SETS THE CHAIR IN PLACE!! Milli is now dragging Bea over to the chair as she wants ALL of the impact to be sent through from here!! Milli is placing Bea into position as she’s LOOKING FOR THE ‘MONEY MAKER’ INTO THE ELECTRIFIED CHAIR—
Tyrone Montgomery: BEA SQUIRMS FREE AND MILLI TURNS—INTO ANOTHER HARD RIGHT WITH THE ELECTRIC BELT WRAPPED FIST FROM BEA!!! Valentine tosses the belt away as Milli’s groggy!!! Valentine is climbing up to the top turnbuckle as she may be looking for an entirely different variation of what’s closed out MANY of her matches in the past!!! BEA IS READY TO WIN THE CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
Persephone: ‘BEA STING’ FROM THE TOP TURNBUCKLE AND INTO MILLI!
Rich Russillo: MILLI SHOVES THE ROPES IN TIME!!! PUSHING HERSELF FORWARD TO THE ROPES AS BEA DROPS ON THE TURNBUCKLE!!! NOW MILLI MANAGES TO ROLL ONTO THE APRON AND CLIMB UP TO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE AS WELL!!! SHE’S UP AT THE TOP WITH BEA VALENTINE!!
Tyrone Montgomery: AS SHE SENDS AN ELBOW ACROSS THE BACK OF HER NECK!!! BEA’S BEING KEPT AT BAY WITH MILLI NOW LOOKING TO TURN HER AROUND, AND SHE’S GOT BEA VALENTINE IN POSITION!!! THERE’S NO WAY!!! THIS IS IT FOR THE EMPRESS OF ELITE!!!! MILLI’S LOOKING TO LAUNCH OFF—
Rich Russillo: # FOR ‘BANKRUPT’ ALL THE WAY FROM THE TOP!!!
Persephone: WHAT THE HELL?!? BEA’S BITING!!! SHE’S BITING MILLI’S NOSE LIKE HER LIFE DEPENDS ON IT!!! BEA VALENTINE IS A CARNIVORE!!! MILLI’S SCREAMING OUT!!!
Tyrone Montgomery: AS BEA DROPS DOWN TO THE MAT, GINGERLY ON HER FEET BUT REMAINING STRONG AS MILLI’S STILL CLUTCHING HER NOSE!! BEA FORCES MILLI AROUND AND HAS HER POSITIONED FOR THE WORST!!! EXTENDING HER FROM THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!!!
Rich Russillo: **’BEA MY VALENTINE’ INTO THE ELECTRIFIED STEEL CHAIR!!!!!** MILLI IS DOWN!!! THE CHAMPION IS IMMOBILE!!! BEA EAGERLY DRAPES HERSELF OVER MILLI FOR THE UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Persephone: SHE KICKS OUT!!! WHAT THE HELL ARE WE DOING?!?!?
Tyrone Montgomery: MILLI KICKS OUT!!! BEA LOOKS PETRIFIED AS SHE’S UNABLE TO KEEP THE CHAMPION DOWN!!! MILLI BANKS IS STILL ALIVE!!
Rich Russillo: BUT LOOK AT BEA! SHE’S BECOME TRANSFIXED ON THIS ENTIRE MATCH!!! INCENSED TO NO END!
(Bea wipes the blood away from her face, glaring into the unknown as there’s a slight quiver in her heavy breathing, gritting her teeth as the desperation has sunk in further for the Empress of Elite. She resorts to rolling herself further away to the opposite side of the ring, and is out of the ring entirely as she’s looking for a specific weapon.)
Tyrone Montgomery: Valentine is ensuring that she can find the necessary weapon now! All of the weapons we’ve seen thus far have provided immense agony for both Elitists tonight as—
( # VRRRRRRRRR!!! )
Rich Russillo: ??????? What the hell was that?!?!?
( # VRRRRRRRRRR!!!! )
Persephone: Wait a second… I’m familiar with that noise from when I needed to cut up my shrine for Rex…
( # VRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!! )
Tyrone Montgomery: IS THAT…
(Bea Valentine soon raised the weapon high, to the shock of the entire audience.)
Persephone: # THAT’S AN ELECTRIFIED FUCKING CHAINSAW!!!
Rich Russillo: HOW THE HELL DID SHE GET THAT THROUGH TSA!!! SHE’S WIELDING AN ELECTRIFIED CHAINSAW AS SHE ROLLS INTO THE RING WITH IT!!! MILLI NEEDS TO GET OUT OF THERE!!! SHE’S BARELY CONSCIOUS AS IS!
Tyrone Montgomery: BEA’S NOT SHOWING ANY RESTRAINTS!! SHE WANTS TO BECOME UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY!!! VALENTINE’S TREADING TOWARD MILLI BANKS AS IF THIS WERE A HORROR FILM!!
Persephone: TURNING INTO A SNUFF FILM—‘CAUSE THIS CRAZY BITCH IS SWINGING **DOWN ONTO MILLI!!!!!!!**
Rich Russillo: MILLI SAVES HERSELF AT THE NICK OF TIME BY HOLDING THE BOARD UP!!! BEA SLICES THROUGH THE BOARD WITH THE CHAINSAW!!! MILLI IS BACKING HERSELF AWAY BUT SHE’S TRAPPED AGAINST THE CORNER!!!
Tyrone Montgomery: AS BEA’S INCHING CLOSER TOWARD MILLI!!! MILLI IS POSSIBLY FEARING FOR HER OWN LIFE AS VALENTINE’S GOT THE CHAINSAW READY TO CUT RIGHT THROUGH HER!!!
Persephone: THIS IS FUCKING CRAZY! I LOVE IT!!!!
Rich Russillo: ***BEA’S DRIVING THE CHAINSAW DIRECTLY INTO MILLI!!!!***
Tyrone Montgomery: MILLI DRIVES A PIECE OF THE BROKEN CHAIR INTO THE CHAINSAW’S OPENING!!! THE SLIM PIECE MESSES WITH THE GEAR AS MILLI DROPS AWAY FROM BEA—
( # BOOM!!!!!!!!! )
Persephone: THE ELECTRIFIED CHAINSAW FUCKING EXPLODED!!! IT EXPLODED DIRECTLY IN THE FACE OF BEA VALENTINE!! MILLI JAMMED THE GEARS and LEFT BEA SHELL SHOCKED!!!!
Tyrone Montgomery: BEA’S LEFT WIDE-EYED UNABLE TO COMPREHEND THE SHOCK OF THE EXPLOSION DIRECTLY IN FRONT OF HER!!! MILLI DOESN’T WASTE A SECOND OF HER TIME RUSHING OVER, AND PLACING HER IN POSITION AS SHE PROCEEDS TO LEAP UP!!!!
Rich Russillo: **BANKRUPT PLANTS BEA VALENTINE DOWN ONTO THE CANVAS!!!** BEA IS LAID OUT!!! MILLI HOLDS ONTO THE PIN AS HER SHOULDERS ARE DOWN!!! IT’S DONE!!!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
(…)
(…)
Persephone: WHAT THE FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!
Tyrone Montgomery: BEA KICKS OUT!!!! THE EMPRESS OF ELITE JUST KICKED OUT AND RAISED THE SHOULDER!!! MILLI IS WIDE EYED THROUGH THE CRIMSON MASK AS SHE SITS UP AS WELL!!! MILLI IS IN DISBELIEF AFTER EVERYTHING BEA HAS BEEN THROUGH!
Rich Russillo: BEA VALENTINE IS REFUSING TO STAY DOWN!!! SHE NEEDS THE UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP!!! SHE NEEDS THE VERY CHAMPIONSHIP SHE’S BEEN WORKING TOWARD EVER SINCE BURSTING THROUGH THE DOORS OF THE COMPANY!! BUT MILLI BANKS REMAINS IN HER WAY!!!
(Milli slowly rises to her feet, as Bea, somehow, manages to muster up the energy to bring herself up to her knees, vigorously shaking her own head as her refusal to keep herself down has been recognized. Milli looks down upon her, with heavy breaths, blood covering her own face and bruising across her body—still stood upright, grimacing intently as she reels her leg back.)
Tyrone Montgomery: AND A FEROCIOUSLY STIFF KICK ACROSS THE CHEST OF BEA VALENTINE!! Milli Banks is presenting all of the willpower within herself to maintain this stance, powering through all of the pain that lingers from the electric shock and agony that’s been endured!!! BUT BEA WON’T GO DOWN!! SHE’S STILL REMAINING IN THIS POSITION!!
Rich Russillo: AS MILLI SENDS A STIFF KICK SPRAWLING ACROSS THE BACK OF HER NECK!!! THE KICK COULD BE HEARD ALL ACROSS THE ARENA HERE!! Milli isn’t letting up for a single moment here as Bea Valentine is being placed through further.. AND SHE’S NOT GOING DOWN!! I BELIEVE MILLI IS NOW NODDING TO THE DEFIANCE OF BEA VALENTINE!
Tyrone Montgomery: AS SHE TAKES A TIGHT HOLD OF BEA’S HAIR—AND SENDS A STIFF KNEE ACROSS HER TEMPLE!!! AND ANOTHER!!! AND ANOTHER!!!! AND ANOTHER!!!!! MILLI IS TRYING TO CAVE INTO BEA VALENTINE’S SKULL WITH EACH KNEE THAT SHE DELIVERS!!!
Persephone: ‘CAUSE BEA HAS TO BE OUT OF IT BY NOW!!! MILLI IS BREATHING HEAVILY AS SHE’S FEELING THE EXHAUSTION SET IN FROM HERE!! MILLI IS BRIEFLY YELLING OUT TO HOIST BEA UP, AND SHE’S GOT HER LIFTED AS TO MY DISMAY THE BLOODBATH IS ABOUT TO END!!! ***WITH THE ‘MONEY MAKER’!!!***
(…)
( **STAB!!!** )
Rich Russillo: BEA STABS GLASS OVER THE MILLI’S SHOULDER!!! BEA MUST’VE SNAGGED THE SHARD FROM THE BROKEN JAR WHILE SHE WAS DOWN!!! MILLI WEAKLY DROPS DOWN TO HER KNEES, WITH A HAND OVER HER SHOULDER AS THE WOUND IS DEEP!!! BEA’S STILL GOT THE GLASS SHARD!!
(Bea’s eyes spell an enraged expression, as she’s using Milli to pull herself upward to her own feet while Banks remains in this vulnerable state. The wear and tear on both women, yet Valentine maintains her strong grasp of the shard as she raises the glass.)
Bea Valentine: (off-mic) *EMPRESS BY TITLE…. CONSORT… EMPIRE IN THE WAITING… WITH NO GOLD… YOU KNOW WHAT I MUST BE, MILLI BANKS?????????*
( # STAB!!! )
Bea Valentine: (off-mic) ETERNAL!!!!!!!
( # STAB!!! )
Bea Valentine: (off-mic) ***ETERNALLLLL!!!!***
( # STAB!!!! )
Bea Valentine: # (off-mic) EFUCKINGTERNALLLLLL!!!!!!
Persephone: HOLY SHIT!!! SHE’S JUST BEEN STABBING INTO HER SKULL WITH THE GLASS SHARD!!!! THIS IS METAL AS FUCK!!!
Tyrone Montgomery: MILLI’S UNABLE TO RETALIATE!!! BEA VALENTINE IS NOW ABLE TO DROP THE SHARD, AS MILLI’S GUSHING WITH BLOOD!! SHE CAN’T POSSIBLY BE ABLE TO SEE WITH THE AMOUNT OF BLOOD THAT’S STREAMING DOWN FROM HER SKULL! THIS IS HORRIFIC TO WITNESS!!
Rich Russillo: AS NOW BEA IS USING ALL OF HER STRENGTH TO YANK MILLI BANKS UPWARD, AS SHE SLOWLY BUT SURELY TURNS HER AROUND!! MILLI HASN’T MADE ANY SUDDEN MOVEMENTS YET… AS THIS WILL SPELL THE END FOR MILLI BANKS!!!! **A SECOND BEA MY VALENTINE!!**
Tyrone Montgomery: MILLI FINDS THE STRENGTH TO SQUIRM FREE AND SHOVE BEA INTO THE ROPES!!! MILLI DROPS TO A KNEE AS HER VISION IS BLURRED, BUT TAKES NOTICE TO BEA FINDING HER STANCE AGAIN DESPITE THE IMPAIRED STATE SHE’S IN!!! MILLI EAGERLY GRABS THE ELECTRIFIED BATON AS BEA RUSHES TOWARD HER—AND SHE LOOKS TO SWING!!!
Rich Russillo: BEA DUCKS THE SWING!!! SHE QUICKLY GRABS THE SHARD AGAIN AS MILLI TURNS BACK AROUND LOOKING TO STRIKE WHILE SHE CAN—
( # STAB!!!!!! )
Tyrone Montgomery: :damn:
Rich Russillo: :damn:
Persephone: ***STABBED INTO THE FUCKING EYE!!! HER EYE IS GONE!!!!!*** BEA JUST DROVE THE SHARD INTO HER EYE!!!!! MILLI SLUMPS DOWN, INCAPABLE OF MOVING AS BEA RUSHES THE ROPES BEFORE RUNNING BACK TOWARD MILLI BANKS!!!!
Tyrone Montgomery: ‘BEA STINGGGGGGGG!!!!!!’ THE STOMP SENDS MILLI DOWN!!!!! BEA VALENTINE DRAPES RIGHT OVER MILLI!!!!!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Rich Russillo: MILLI BANKS IS COMPLETELY IMMOBILE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Persephone: THIS BITCH IS NOW A CYCLOPS FOR THE REST OF HER LIFE!!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
Tyrone Montgomery: AND NEWWWWWWW!!!!!!
(…)
(…)
(…)
Persephone: NO. NO. NO. NO. NO!!!! NO!!!!!!! NO!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: THE UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION STAYS ALIVE!!!!! MILLI BANKS IS UNKILLABLE!!!! SHE PROBABLY JUST LOST HER EYE, AND STILL REFUSES TO STAY DOWN!!!! WHAT MORE CAN EVEN BE DONE TO PUT HER DOWN!!!
Tyrone Montgomery: BEA’S WIDE EYED, NEARLY DEFEATED AS SHE’S INCAPABLE OF PROCESSING MILLI’S WILLINGNESS TO KEEP THE BATTLE RAGING ON!!! WHAT THE HELL DOES SHE DO NEXT!!
Persephone: This bitch is literally partially handicapped now, what the fuck is she doing still fighting! And now Bea is sliding herself out of the ring!! What the fuck could she be doing now!!! She’s just stowed something away in her boot and these stupid cameras couldn’t catch it!!
Rich Russillo: AS SHE’S BRINGING A METAL POLE INTO THE RING!! THAT CAN ELICIT ELECTRICITY WITH JUST A TOUCH!! SHE ROLLS BACK INTO THE RING! LOOKING TOWARD MILLI BUT SHE HASN’T MOVED!!! BEA NEEDS TO STOP!!! SHE’S ABOUT TO IMPALE MILLI WITH THE POLE!!!!
Tyrone Montgomery: YOU CAN’T STOP HER! BEA VALENTINE **NEEDS** THE UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY!! MILLI MAY HAVE KICKED OUT BY PURE INSTINCT AS SHE’S STILL UNCONSCIOUS!!!
Persephone: HER HAIR AND ALL THAT BLOOD IS COVERING THE FACT THAT SHE DOESN’T HAVE A FUCKING EYE.
Rich Russillo: WHICH WON’T MATTER AT THIS RATE—‘CAUSE BEA’S WILLING TO CATCH THE MURDER CHARGE!!!
Tyrone Montgomery: BEA DRIVES THE METAL POLE DOWN INTO MILLI BANKS!!!!!
(…)
Persephone: SHE MISSED?!?!?
Rich Russillo: NO!!! MILLI MOVED OUT OF THE WAY!!! SHE WAS ABLE TO MOVE!!! MILLI BANKS IS STILL ALIVE IN THIS MATCH!!!
(Milli found the energy to evade the metal pole, as the pole is driven down onto the canvas. Bea is wide-eyed as she looks toward Milli… as Milli wipes away the blood from her face and slicks her own hair back.)
(To reveal her eye is intact, as the puncture of the glass shard can be seen from the cut on the ridge of her nose, just millimeters away from her eye.)
Milli Banks: (off-mic) *you missed, you stupid bitch…*
Tyrone Montgomery: MILLI DIDN’T LOSE AN EYE!!! AND SHE’S REGAINED MUCH OF HER CONSCIOUSNESS IN THAT CRUCIAL TIMEFRAME!! BEA IS TRYING TO PULL THE METAL POLE AWAY FROM THE MAT BUT IT’S STUCK!!! VALENTINE’S DESPERATION IS SHOWN IN FULL YET MILLI’S RETURNED TO HER FEET!!!
Rich Russillo: AS BEA FOCUSES HER ATTENTION ON MILLI BUT IT’S MUCH TOO LATE—
Persephone: SMACKED ACROSS THE FACE BY THE ELECTRIFIED BATON!!!! BEA IS ROCKED AS SHE GROGGILY TURNS AROUND, STAGGERED IN PLACE BY THE SHOCK OF THE BATON!! MILLI TAKES HOLD OF BEA VALENTINE!!!! AFTER EVERYTHING!!!! MILLI BANKS HOISTS BEA UP AND SENDS HER DOWN!!!!
Tyrone Montgomery: ‘MONEY MAKERRRRR’!!!!! THE COVERRRR!!!!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(…)
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
(…)
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(…)
(…)
(………….)
Persephone: WHAT?!?!?!?!? SHE KICKS OUT!!!! BEA IS ALIVE!!!
Rich Russillo: MILLI IS IN SHOCK! BEA STAYS ALIVE!!! HOW ARE THEY DOING THIS??!?? HOW?!?!?
Tyrone Montgomery: THE GRUESOME ELECTRIC WEAPONS BATTLE FOR THE UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP CONTINUES!
(Milli rolls away from Bea, as she finds herself crawling toward the electrified baton. Bea slowly regains her composure, as she crawls toward the electrified 2×4 that’s dormant on the apron. Between them… the electrified chainsaw, which remains placed in the middle of the ring, with a great majority of the chainsaw remaining intact despite the explosion.)
Tyrone Montgomery: MILLI RISES… BEA RISES… A BLOODBATH OF ELECTRIC VIOLENCE THAT HAS BEEN NOTHING MORE THAN A BATTLE… THEY BOTH READY THEMSELVES, HOLDING THEIR RESPECTIVE ELECTRIC WEAPONS FIRMLY AS THIS PERSISTS!!!
Rich Russillo: A STRIKE OF THE BATON ACROSS BEA’S JAW!!! BEA SCREAMS OUT AS THE BLOOD FLIES OFF OF HER FACE and MOUTH! SHE MAINTAINS HER STANCE!!!
Tyrone Montgomery: AS SHE SWINGS THE 2X4 ACROSS MILLI’S TEMPLE AS WELL!!! THE BLOOD’S SPILLING OUT FROM HER SKULL AS MILLI LETS OUT A SCREAM AS WELL!!! BUT SHE’S REMAINING STOOD!
Rich Russillo: AS A STRIKE OF THE BATON NAILS BEA VALENTINE ACROSS THE ABDOMEN!! BEA COUGHS UP A HEAP OF BLOOD!! THIS IS JUST INSANE TO WITNESS!!! BEA’S STILL STANDING ON HER TWO FEET!!
Tyrone Montgomery: AS SHE SENDS A SWING OF THE 2X4 ACROSS THE MIDSECTION OF MILLI BANKS!!! MILLI GROANS OUT IN PAIN, BUT SHE MAINTAINS HERSELF JUST ENOUGH TO REMAIN STANDING WHILE BEA IS SHAKING HER OWN HEAD!!
Rich Russillo: AS THE BATON IS NAILED DIRECTLY ACROSS THE CHEST OF BEA VALENTINE!!! BEA IS ABSOLUTELY SPENT!!! SHE’S NOW LOOKING TO SWING—BUT SHE CAN’T, SHE DROPS DOWN TO A KNEE!!! BEA IS VULNERABLE!!! SHE COULDN’T REMAIN ON HER FEET ANY LONGER!!! THE UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION REMAINS STANDING!
Persephone: MILLI MUST BE FIGHTING THROUGH A SHIT TON RIGHT NOW, BUT SHE GOT BEA TO DROP TO A KNEE!!! IT’S ALL BUT OVER AS VALENTINE’S FACING DOWN WHERE THE CHAINSAW IS!!! MILLI WITH ONE MORE STRIKE TO SEAL HER FATE!!! SHE RAISES THE BATON AND SMASHES DOWN ONTO HER SKULL—
Tyrone Montgomery: BEA WITH A KICK TO THE ABDOMEN!!! MILLI IS VULNERABLE AS VALENTINE EAGERLY GRABS A HOLD OF HER ARMS, TURNING HER RIGHT AROUND THROUGH THE EXCRUCIATING PAIN!!! BEA SCREAMS OUT AS SHE SLAMS MILLI DOWN!!!
Rich Russillo: ***’BEA MY VALENTINE ONTO THE CHAINSAW!!!!*** OH MY GOD!!! BEA WITH THE ARM OVER MILLI BANKS!!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(…)
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
(…)
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Persephone: AGAIN?!??! AGAIN?!??!? SHE’S STILL IN THIS!!!! SHE KICKS OUT!!!
Rich Russillo: BUT BEA SPRINGS HERSELF UP!!! THERE’S NO HOPELESSNESS!!! SHE’S FIRED UP!!!! SHE’S HEADING OVER TO THE CORNER!!!
(Bea Valentine, through all of the punishment and strife she has been dealt to get this far, with one last surge of energy, climbs up to the top…)
Bea Valentine: (off-mic) *I am eternal… I am eternal…*
(Milli slowly rises, trying to find her way back up… the record breaking reign as Universal Women’s Champion, all of the challenge she has been able to surmount with utmost stride… yet, she finds herself refusing to stay down, even at her weakest point of her entire tenure as the champion.)
Bea Valentine: (off-mic) *I AM… ETERNAL… I AM… ETERNAL…*
(Bea finds herself up to the top, exhausted and spent, but riding on every single bit of this energy she has been able to muster to finally realize the dream of a lifetime…)
Bea Valentine: (off-mic) *I…. AM…..* ***ETERNAL!!!!!***
Tyrone Montgomery: # ‘BOSTON BEA PARTYYYYYYYY’!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(As Bea’s ready to leap, Milli tries to bring her gaze upward, with the blood streaming down and causing her vision to blur once more… she uses every bit of her strength to find her way out of this, to continue this reign of a lifetime…)
Rich Russillo: # ONTO THE ELECTRIFIED CHAINSAW!!!!!
(As her strength…)
(Could not return.)
Persephone: ***SHE FUCKING GOT HER!!!!*** BOSTON BEA PARTY ONTO THE ELECTRIFIED CHAINSAW!!! BEA WITH HER LAST BIT OF ENERGY! SHE MAKES THE COVER!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(…)
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
(…)
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(…)
(…)
(………….)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER……. AND NEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION…. THE EMPRESS OF ELITE, BEAAAAAAA VALENTINEEEEEEE!!!!
Tyrone Montgomery: BEA VALENTINE REALIZES A DREAM FINALLY COMING TRUE!!!! WE HAVE A NEW UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION!!! AFTER ALL OF THE HARDSHIP! ALL OF THE TROUBLED TIMES!! THE DIFFICULT SEASON!!! SHE’S DONE IT!!
Rich Russillo: AND SHE ENDS THE LONGEST UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP REIGN IN HISTORY!!! AN INCREDIBLE REIGN FROM MILLI BANKS, AS HER RUN ENDS IN ONE OF THE MOST GRUESOME MATCHES TO EVER BE WITNESSED!!
Persephone: The violence… the horrors… the blood… I miss it already… take me back!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
(‘Gloria’ can be heard emanating across the speakers of the arena. The audience comes unglued with applause after the bell rings. Both women are absolutely spent as there are officials sprawling to the scene to check on both Bea and Milli. Bea Valentine is trying to process the victory as she is in an immense state of shock, gazing upward as she basks in the applause of the crowd.)
Tyrone Montgomery: An incredible moment for Bea, despite being absolutely incapable of standing! Now the referee is looking to retrieve the Universal Women’s Championship!
(The referee does take the title from the timekeeper’s area, as he enters back into the ring, looking to hand the championship to Bea.)
(But Milli snatches the title from the referee while she’s on her knees, also unable to stand. Somehow, able to retain consciousness as she gazed upon the Universal Women’s Championship. Now unbelonging to her, she utilizes the ropes to pull herself upward while Bea is aided to her feet by the referee. Milli Banks looks ahead to Bea Valentine…)
Milli Banks: (off-mic) ……..you got it.
(Milli hands the Universal Women’s Championship off to Bea, as Bea takes the title gently and shakes the hand of the former champion, before Milli rolls herself under the ring with a bittersweet smile, and leaves the ring with aid of an official.)
Persephone: I… fuck, I didn’t think I’d ever feel something again. :mjcry:
Rich Russillo: An immense showing of respect from the longest reigning Universal Women’s Champion, as the Empress of Elite can allow this moment to last however long she wishes. Congratulations, to the NEW Universal Women’s Champion…. Bea Valentine!
(Bea is overcome with emotion, as the tears can be seen while Cornelius makes his way out, able to assist Bea on remaining on her feet as she drapes the title over her own shoulder. Before long, she can sense a figure stepping into the ring as well, as she turns herself around.)
Michael Machina: (off-mic) Our promise kept, champ. So damn proud of you.
(Bea’s excitement cannot be understated as she immediately hugs Michael, with Michael holding her closely before the two exchange a kiss with one another. Michael then keeps an arm around Bea to keep her standing, as Bea proceeds to lift the Universal Women’s Championship high above her own head as the confetti can be heard falling downward to the roar of the crowd. The scene soon fades, with the celebration continuing for the new champion.)
(The camera cuts backstage to Halsey Neel and Pandora Paisley walking to the ring with those Unified Tag Team Championships around their shoulders. The camera tracks them, following from behind as they make their way through Gorilla Position with ‘Refuse/Resist’ by Sepultura beginning to play. Lights go out, and the camera goes around both women as they pose back to back on the stage area before a single spotlight shines down. Pandora screams while Halsey smiles wickedly, and both begin sauntering down the ramp.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome… THE EAW UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS… PANDORA PAISLEY… HALSEY NEEL… THE BRITISH INVASION!
Rich Russillo: British Invasion have their work cut out for them at Pain for Pride. Same goes for any Champion, really. But few have quite the decked stacked against them like both Halsey Neel and Pandora Paisley.
Persephone: Remind me again what their Pain for Pride match is.
Rich Russillo: Right… well, it’s a triple threat tag team match with the two other teams being Elysium and Fire and Ic-
Persephone: That’s enough.
Rich Russillo: Alright.
(The British Invasion enter the ring with Halsey Neel walking over to the right side, sticking her hand through the middle rope, and receiving two microphone from an outside stagehand. Halsey hands one to Pandora Paisley, who gestures for the music to be cut. Shortly after, ‘Refuse/Resist’ by Sepultur fades out, and both women stand in the center. Ready to address the crowd.)
Pandora Paisley: Since shocking the world back at Road to Redemption, we have been saying to anyone who’d listen that we’d be walking into Pain for Pride as Champions!
(Both Pandora and Halsey raise their belts momentarily before placing them back down over their shoulders.)
Halsey Neel: And Champions we are, despite the adversity we’ve had to overcome. It hasn’t been easy for us to get into this position, but it hasn’t been easy for us to stay here either, and cement our place as truly the greatest tag team in Elite Answers Wrestling today.
Pandora Paisley: We’ve had challengers come from all angles, whether that be the newly christened “Showtime!” or Selina Reyes and Candice Blair, whose partnership in hindsight was… built on a deck of cards.
(Both Halsey and Pandora snicker at that line.)
Halsey Neel: Oh yeah, we can’t forget The Hustler Alliance either. Make no mistake, these teams brought it. But there’s been lots of scratching and clawing to get here, so we brought it right back, and proved this fire deep within us burned every bit as much brighter.
(The crowd cheers, having to respect the work British Invasion have put in as Champions.)
Pandora Paisley: But there are two tag teams we’ve been unable to shake. Of course, that being our opponents for Pain for Pride… both Fire and Ice, along with Elysium.
(The crowd cheers, showing their love for both teams.)
Pandora Paisley: I’ll try and stop myself from stating the obvious, because everyone knows about me and Jon. They know there’s no bad blood between Elysium and us actually. After Pain for Pride, I hope things can remain cordial between us. But it simply boils down to these Unified Tag Team Championships over our shoulders. They’re the prize everyone is after, and the very thing we’re fighting so hard to keep.
Halsey Neel: And speaking of fight… Pain for Pride is likely going to be the biggest fight of our careers. Because Halsey and I know how talented Elysium are. They’re one of the best that this division has to offer. Same goes for Rex McAllister and Raven Roberts. I mean, the resumes speak for themselves.
Pandora Paisley: Rex is an EAW Hall of Famer, and Raven likely isn’t far behind. Facing them was the exact proof we needed to our claim of being the best. But… Jon interfered, and left us with more questions than answers that night. We’re we going to beat them, or would Fire and Ice have added on to their already illustrious careers? At Pain for Pride, those questions will be answered.
Halsey Neel: But here’s a spoiler, because it won’t be the latter option! Fire and Ice won’t prove to be better than us, because Halsey and I know that we are better than them! Go ahead, doubt us. But when has that stopped us before from overcoming?
Pandora Paisley: She’s right. We’ve gotten this far, now neither Halsey and I intend to fall just short of the finish line. We are going to carry these titles into Pain for Pride, and better yet, retain them as well.
Halsey Neel: Because losing isn’t an option.
Pandora Paisley: Scratching and clawing has been literal when it comes to us, because we haven’t been afraid to take a few shortcuts to get ahead. To do the things most deem unpopular.
Halsey Neel: In order to retain these, we’ll need that same energy. Because there isn’t a line we won’t cross, there isn’t a person we won’t take out.
Pandora Paisley: Kelton, I love you. But at Pain for Pride, there’ll be no hesitation in doing what we gotta do.
(Halsey and Pandora both give an intense glare into the camera, talking directly to their opponents ahead of Pain for Pride. But one of them actually makes their way out as ‘I2I’ by Magnolia Park draws the Champs attention to the stage area as Rex McAllister and Raven head down to the ring.)
Persephone: Oh, brother…
Rich Russillo: I can understand how this may not be exciting for you, but at least it’s exciting for us who don’t hate Rex! 😅
Persephone: Whatever…
Rich Russillo: It’s good to see Fire and Ice grace us with their presence this evening, especially ahead of Pain for Pride!
(Raven grabs two microphones from off the steel steps, and hands one over to Rex before heading up them. Both competitors entering the ring, and standing face-to-face with The British Invasion across from them as ‘I2I’ fades out in the background.)
Raven Roberts: Rex, Halsey and Pandora mention scratching and clawing their way to get here, which I can respect. Because for the most part, they did. You’ve turned away almost every challenger that has come after that title. However, there is one exception to that, and I think every single one of us knows who that exception is.
Rex McAllister: That’s right. You’ve beaten nearly every challenger, but Fighting Spirit is a different story altogether. If you ask me, neither of you fought your way to get here, but rather lucked into it. Because if it wasn’t for your boyfriend…
(Rex points directly to Pandora.)
Rex McAllister: We’d be standing here as Unified Tag Team Champions.
Pandora Paisley: Oh, you think so?
Rex McAllister: I know so. I’m sure you hate to admit to it, but that match was over before he got involved. We were on track to becoming Champions, and Kelton knowing that is exactly why he got involved instead of trusting you to just finish the match on your own. Those Championships are ours, despite your claims to be the best tag team in the world, that distinction belongs to us.
Raven Roberts: And at Pain for Pride, we’ll make up for it by defeating both teams.
Rex McAllister: And most would see this as a punishment, because of the chaos involved. But it’s actually quite nice for us, because this time were walking into Pain for Pride without any surprises. This time, we know exactly what to expect.
Raven Roberts: And in case ”The British Invasion” aren’t aware, then let me spell it out for you. Because it’s going to be Rex and I reminding the world who we are, and regaining our place at the pinnacle of this tag team division. It was a long time coming, and for what it’s worth you guys did manage to delay our moment, but at Pain for Pride there’s nothing that’ll stop us from walking out as Champions. Meanwhile, you can continue this soap opera shtick with Elysium… just without those Unified Tag Team Championships around your shoulder.
(Pandora and Halsey are unmoved.)
Pandora Paisley: Oi, would you look at that? These two geezers think it’s going to be that easy?
Halsey Neel: You must really go senile with old age.
Rex McAllister: Ha-ha, very funny. I see you’ve got jokes.
Raven Roberts: But why don’t Rex and I decide to make you the punchline?
Pandora Paisley: Well, be my guest.
Halsey Neel: We’ve got no problem embarrassing you one more time ahead of Pain for Pride.
Rex McAllister: You sure you’re able to do that without cheap shots or another team helping you out?
(Both teams begin to argue off-mic with it looking like things may come to blows, but their interrupted with “Mr. Rager” by Kid Cudi, garnering a massive ovation from fans as both teams turn towards the stage area. Jon Kelton and Bronson Daniels begin making their way out side-by-side with mics already in hand. “Mr. Rager” then fades out in the background as they saunter down to the ring.)
Bronson Daniels: I hate to interrupt, especially to barge in with more of the same stuff you’ve heard before. We’ve been going over this for weeks now, and I think we’ve reached a point where everyone is tired of hearing the exact same thing over and over again on a weekly basis. We’ve heard it all before. “Oh, I’m going to win the Tag Titles! No, I’m going to win the Tag Titles!”
Jon Kelton: I mean… we are going to win the Tag Titles.
Bronson Daniels: True. But best of all, we get to relieve ourselves of Fire and Ice as well, who have really been working their way up there in terms of headaches for us. This has been a long time coming, and I think it’s about time we put an end to this.
Rex McAllister: Hey, just returning the favor. We didn’t start this, after all. Had your friend left us alone, we wouldn’t have even had to cross paths at Fighting Spirit.
(Bronson and Kelton both walk their way up the steps, and enter the ring.)
Jon Kelton: You’re right. On some level, maybe Bronson and I do deserve this after what went down at Fighting Spirit. Then again, doesn’t take away from the fact that you’ve been interfering in our matches for a while now. It didn’t stop with that fatal four way, Rex. You kept going. You’ve been taking this further and further, and it’s going to have to stop eventually.
Bronson Daniels: So, that same energy you have towards us… we’re returning right back towards you.
Jon Kelton: At Pain for Pride, Bronson and I are going to dispose of you once and for all, then get to hold those Unified Tag Team Championships above our heads.
(Jon looks toward the Title over Pandora’s shoulder before looking up into the eyes of Pandora herself.)
Jon Kelton: Babe, I heard you loud and clear. Pain for Pride, you’re holding nothing back. Well, neither are we. We want those Championships, and one way or another we’ll leave Pain for Pride holding them.
(Jon and Pandora stare each other in the eyes with a mutual understanding, but also a determination to not waver at Pain for Pride.)
Raven Roberts: It shouldn’t be a big deal to say you’re going to wrestle in a wrestling match instead of make goo goo eyes at each other the whole time. It’s not the first time you’ve faced each other, and as long as you’re both in the same division it probably won’t be the last.
Rex McAllister: It’s exactly why Raven and I have the advantage over both of you, because we aren’t carrying any extra baggage. We aren’t struggling to remain professional, because that’s simply who we are.
Bronson Daniels: Get your jokes out ahead of Pain for Pride, because pretty soon you won’t be afforded that luxury anymore. This isn’t like Grand Rampage. We know what we’re getting ourselves into and we’ve already accepted what we’ll need to do to become Champions.
Jon Kelton: And trust me, we’ll gladly take the two of you out in order to get the job done.
(Fire & Ice start to bicker with Elysium off-mic with British Invasion deciding to interject.)
Pandora Paisley: You’re right, Rex. Neither you or Raven are carrying any emotional baggage heading into Pain for Pride, but you’ve got one thing holding you down.
Halsey Neel: And that’s underestimating us.
(Both Halsey and Pandora raise their championships high before tossing over at Rex and Bronson. Pandora quickly pops Rex in the skull with her microphone, and Halsey does the same thing to Bronson.)
Rich Russillo: UH-OH! ITS BROKEN INTO AN ALL OUT BRAWL BETWEEN BOTH TEAMS!
Persephone: Finally, something good happens.
(Halsey beats Bronson back against the ropes while hitting him repeatedly with that microphone as he tries to cover up. Kelton acts fast, and pulls Halsey away before the two break into a hockey fight.)
Rich Russillo: WHOA! HOCKEY FIGHT HAS BROKEN OUT BETWEEN BOTH KELTON AND HALSEY!
(Rex got dropped to a knee after that microphone shot, and Pandora catches Raven with a back elbow as well.)
Rich Russillo: KELTON! KELTON CATCHES HALSEY WITH A KNEE TO THE GUT, AND SENDS HER INTO BRONSON! WHO SENDS HALSEY UP AND OVER HIS SHOULDER TO THE OUTSIDE!
(Pandora whips Raven into Kelton, who lifts Raven onto his shoulder-)
Rich Russillo: KELTON GETS RAVEN UP- NO! RAVEN SLIPS OUT BEHIND, AND SHOVES KELTON INTO PANDORA! PANDORA’S BOX! PANDORA FLOORED KELTON WITH THAT SPINNING BIG BOOT!
Persephone: HA!
(Bronson appears caught off guard as Pandora shows no remorse before-)
Rich Russillo: BRONSON WENT FOR THE SPINNING ROUNDHOUSE KICK IN RETALIATION ON PANDORA! BUT SHE DUCKS UNDERNEATH CHROME HEARTS. AND BRONSON WANDERS INTO A KICK TO THE GUT BY REX FOR A REX EFFECT! SPIKE DDT!
(Daniels is out as Pandora swings wildly at Raven.)
Rich Russillo: PANDORA WITH A PANDORUM! BUT RAVEN DUCKS UNDER THE RIGHT HOOK, AND SENDS PANDORA INTO REX FOR A JUMPING HIGH KNEE! PANDORA SPINS AROUND ON WOBBLY LEGS, AND REX LIFTS HER UP IN A FIREMANS CARRY WHILE RAVEN CLIMBS TO THE TOP!
Persephone: OH NO! NO, NO, NO-
Rich Russillo: HALSEY! HALSEY SHOVES RAVEN OFF THE TOP ROPE, AND TO THE OUTSIDE! ROBERTS HIT HARD, AND PANDORA DIGS INTO THE EYES OF REX BEFORE SLIPPING OFF HIS SHOULDERS BEHIND HIM! PLANTING REX WITH THE CATASTROPHE! HEADLOCK DRIVER!
Persephone: YES!
(Halsey enters the ring as Rex writhes in pain with the two sharing a hug before picking back up their Tag Titles, and raising them high.)
Rich Russillo: Elysium is down! Fire and Ice is down! Could this be the scene come Pain for Pride?
Persephone; For lack of better options, I hope so.
(‘Refuse/Resist’ by Sepultura plays while the camera highlights the chaos with various competitors writhing in pain both ringside and inside as the camera fades elsewhere.)
(The camera cuts to our commentary table where both Rich Russillo and Persephone are seen. Rich Russillo looks quite serious for what he’s about to discuss. Meanwhile, Persephone’s seen scrolling on her phone at first before begrudgingly putting it down to address the camera as well. Though, couldn’t look more bored out of her mind while doing so.)
Rich Russillo: Ladies and gentlemen, in case you missed it last week… both Limmy Monaghan and Bethany Blue would jeopardize their Pain for Pride chances after what transpired inside of a local hospital at Valencia. I believe Limmy was trying to send a message ahead of Pain for Pride. Next thing you know, this big fight breaks out after an ambush by Bethany Blue where… well, an operating table would get knocked over during the scuffle, which had a patient getting open heart surgery on it.
Persephone: Long story short, both Elitists got arrested, and if it were up to me, I’d have locked them up and thrown away the key.
Rich Russillo: Luckily, EAW was able to make bail for both competitors, and they were released from prison. So, I can proudly state their match at Pain for Pride is still on!
Persephone: Which is okay I guess. At least I know those two will absolutely demolish each other at the big show.
Rich Russillo: True, but that isn’t the only good news I have. Because EAW also reached out to the victim’s family, and were able to resolve things there too with a settlement.
Persephone: Seriously? If you knocked over my relative getting open heart surgery… it’d probably depend on who. But I’d have way more requests than that.
Rich Russillo: Uh… I don’t think we should be getting into this, and for now, be grateful they did reach that agreement! 😅 …speaking of, Molly Waters did reach out shortly afterwards, and got both Limmy and Bethany to agree to an interview. Only caveat being neither could share the same room, or arena for that matter. Not wanting another mishap like last week.
Persephone: So, it’s just going to be a bunch of talking? Boooring.
Rich Russillo: With that said, I’ll be giving the stage over to EAW backstage personality, Molly Waters.
(The camera cuts backstage to Molly Waters in the interview area, smiling as she has an EAW-branded microphone in hand, garnering a positive reaction from fans.)
Molly Waters: Thanks, Rich! As you brought up, it’s been quite the rivalry between both Bethany Blue and Limmy Monaghan, which will come to a head at Pain for Pride. A statement that was uncertain about a week ago where we questioned their status. But I did reach out to both competitors, and managed to schedule an interview with them where they’ll get their aggressions out in a far less harmful way. So, without further ado… please welcome my guests at this time… Limmy Monaghan… and EAW Hardcore Champion… Dr. Bethany Blue.
(The camera cuts to Limmy Monaghan and Dr. Bethany Blue setup for a split screen interview as they’re both in seperate locations. Limmy looks quite stoic, barely expressing much emotion as he stares directly into the camera. Bethany matches that same energy, but clearly has some anger boiling underneath the surface as the EAW Hardcore Championship overs shoulder.)
Molly Waters: First of all, thank you for joining me. I have some questions to ask ahead of Pain for Pride. Really, I’d like to know your thoughts in regards to the man on that operating room table, who you two knocked over.
Limmy Monaghan: It was never my intention to create such a mess out there. No, but it was Bethany that decided she’d attack me in the hallway, and Bethany’s no idiot. She knew the risk when choosing to attack me there of all places. She knew we’d become a danger to both patients and staff, but didn’t care if it meant getting to me-
(Bethany throws her hands up in annoyance/frustration.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: There it is. Once again, Limmy Monaghan can do no wrong. Going as far to blame me for last week’s incident when it was obviously nothing more than an accident. But if we are pointing fingers, then don’t let Limmy himself fool you, because he’s got a pretty strong case as well. I tried to stop him from entering that operating room, because he had no right to be there in the first place. Let’s not forget, Limmy snuck into that branch of the hospital, which you need authorization to enter. Last week, he not only disrespected me, but my profession as well-
Limmy Monaghan: If anything, Bethany, I tried to gain a better understanding of it, so I could know exactly what I’m up against at Pain for Pride. What? Did you expect me to go into the match blind?
Dr. Bethany Blue: No, but I didn’t expect you to go sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong, and helping get me thrown in prison either.
(Limmy and Bethany begin arguing with the two talking over each other, so much so that Molly Waters has to interfere.)
Molly Waters: Okay, I’ll have to ask that you two reel it back. Remember, were still trying to conduct an interview here.
(Reluctantly, both Limmy and Bethany end their trash talk towards each other… for now. Awaiting the next question from Molly Waters.)
Molly Waters: So, what I was going to ask about next was: your mindsets towards almost getting your match cut at Pain for Pride.
Limmy Monaghan: Multiple emotions went through my head at the time. Because I knew that I could not afford to let that happen. I’ve already missed out on so much this season dealing with Xander Payne, and my main goal at the start was regaining World Title status. But because that cannot happen, I’ve set my sights on Bethany, and her championship. One that I’m very familiar with. I know what it takes to be Hardcore Champion, and I know how to keep said Championship as well. Bethany should’ve wished our match got cancelled, because since it didn’t, there went whatever semblance of hope she had left of keeping that title.
(Bethany brushes him with a smug grin.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: No, Limmy. For once, I can agree with you. I was equally as disappointed with the prospect of our match getting cancelled, because it meant not only missing out on Pain for Pride, but missing out on the opportunity to kick your ass as well. Even better, in a Doctor’s Playground match. Something that I came up with myself, and I understand better than anybody. So, I’m questioning where this false bravado comes from. But it’s to be expected at this point, Limmy. Let’s face it, you carry quite the ego. Adopting “The Ace” moniker, and thinking you’d live up to everything Jamie O’Hara was in this company.
(Bethany chuckles to herself.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: How’s that pressure by the way? I’m one for setting high expectations, but what happens when said expectations can’t be reached? When the dust settles at Pain for Pride, and there is no Xander Payne to pin your problems on anymore, but rather yourself?
Limmy Monaghan: Then I’ll gladly accept defeat like a man. But I won’t even entertain that possibility, Bethany, because there isn’t a part of me that thinks I’m going into our match to lose. But you bring up Jamie, and my attempts to be The Ace… well, next week, I have a golden opportunity to prove it. Don’t think I haven’t heard the jokes, but they’re more fuel to my fire if anything. Somehow, people still doubt my claim to being one of, if not, the best this company has to offer when I’ve beaten the best, when I’ve proven myself as a World Champion. Speaking of, your husband challenges for the World Title at Pain for Pride, and recently, I beat him.
(Bethany Blue nods.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: Oh, I remember you pinning him after Jake Smith did the dirty work for you.
Limmy Monaghan: Yeah, well… don’t act like it isn’t something you wouldn’t do either. Besides, if you want to go back, then we can do that, and go back to the time I beat Adam Lucas for that same Championship as well. Because you were there. In fact, you had to hold up the ”X” for him after it was over. A moment that’s clearly lived in your mind for a while now. So, I am getting sick of this narrative you’ve got going on that I should be scared ahead of Pain for Pride, that I should be shaking in my boots at having to face Bethany Blue. No, you should be scared of facing me, because you know first hand exactly what I’m capable of.
Dr. Bethany Blue: Yeah, I do. But you’re aware of what I’m capable of as well. You got a taste of it when I cracked you between the eyes with this right here.
(Bethany points to the Hardcore Championship over her shoulder.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: Limmy, I beat you bloody, and didn’t stop until officials stopped me. But I could’ve done worse with that scalpel, so consider yourself lucky that officials stepped in when they did, and consider yourself lucky the same thing happened in that hospital last week, except it was scissors. I could’ve done some serious damage with those, but once again, it wasn’t Limmy Monaghan saving Limmy Monaghan. You have others to thank for that. Thank the authorities for stepping in when they did, or else our Pain for Pride match could’ve been in jeopardy for other reasons.
(Limmy chuckles in response, unshaken by Bethany’s words.)
Limmy Monaghan: Bethany, at Pain for Pride… there aren’t going to be any officials or officers to step in, and that’s fine. Because I don’t need them to. Nor I don’t want them to. You mention there being no excuses for me, but there’s no excuses for you either. I mean, if you lose, then what does that say? I walked into a match that you created, and beat Dr. Bethany Blue at her own game.
Dr. Bethany Blue: No, no, no- that’s not gonna happen. At Pain for Pride, you’re going to fall victim to me at my own game, because I know the ins and outs of a hospital. I know everything there is to exploit, and fully plan too without a hint of remorse. Limmy, you think one visit makes you equipped for Doctor’s Playground? Well, it doesn’t. No amount of preparation in the world will prepare you. For once, “The Ace” is out of his depth, and I’m the only one that realizes it. Limmy, by the time you do, it’ll be too late.
(Limmy gives an intense stare into the camera, refusing to give into Bethany Blue’s intimidation.)
Molly Waters: Okay, well… before we wrap up, is there anything remaining you two have left to say in what could possibly be your final appearances on the brand for a while going forward?
Dr. Bethany Blue: Nope. I think I’ve about said my piece.
(Bethany seems smug in her demeanor, thinking she’s got the last word on Limmy, who decides to chime in shortly after this.)
Limmy Monaghan: Actually, yes. Bethany…
(Limmy leans forward in his chair, keeping his stare intense, talking directly to Bethany when he says this.)
Limmy Monaghan: We can go back and forth all day. But the bottom line is: when this ends, I will have won the Hardcore Championship for a second time in my career, and at this point, I don’t care how I get there. Even if it means killing you to do it, because I wouldn’t hesitate for a second.
(Limmy removes the microphone from his suit, and walks off with his side of the screen going black after that emphatic message. Bethany sits there to think about it.)
Molly Waters: Bethany, unfortunately, we are out of time. Thank you for joining us-
(Bethany takes off her mic, and storms off camera as well before everything cuts back to Molly Waters, who signs us off.)
Molly Waters: Strong words ahead of Pain for Pride. I can’t wait to see these two go at it in what’ll no doubt be some must-see action!
(The camera fades elsewhere on a shot of Molly smiling backstage.)
(Promotional ad for Pain for Pride, where Dr. Bethany Blue defends the Hardcore Championship against Limmy Monaghan in the Doctor’s Playground.)
[SCREENBAR – Shock Value 2025]
(The camera then goes to the inside of the ring where Bella Braxton is seen standing by with a microphone in hand as she begins to speak.)
Bella Braxton: The following is a ULTIMATE X MATCH!!!
(The camera goes to show four large metal scaffoldings rising up behind the ring posts. Connected to them are electric powerlines, intersecting into an X, right in the middle is a briefcase, with whatever’s inside being a mystery to quite literally everyone.)
(‘Number One’ by Shirō Sagisu & Hazel Fernandes begins to blast through the speakers as there’s an awkward positive reaction after previous events in response to this. The camera goes over to the stage as it’s revealed to be Limmy Monaghan as he makes his way out from the backstage area. With a serious expression, he points his fingers into the sky with pyro erupting out behind him before he then makes his way down the ramp.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first… from Golden Beach, Florida… weighing in at 227 pounds… he is THE ACE OF ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING… LIMMY MONAGHAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Well, as we know, earlier in the night, Limmy Monaghan made an appearance…
Persephone: Don’t make it awkward, he did the right thing. That bitch was yelling too much, she hurt my ears.
Tyrone Montgomery: … Well regardless we still do not have an update for you on Xander and Peyton Payne, but Limmy has to keep his mind focused regardless of what happened in this match as he makes his way down to the ring. He has been keen on his belief that he is winning, and tonight we’re going to see if he lives up to his word.
(‘I Wish A Bitch Would’ by Delilah Bon begins to play up as the crowd reacts loudly for Cameron Ella Ava who is seen strutting out from the backstage area with her arms spread and a confident look on her face.
Bella Braxton: And his opponents, first… from Los Angeles, California… weighing in at 140 pounds… she is THE MATRIARCH… CAMERON ELLA AVA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tyrone Montgomery: As for Cameron Ella Ava it’s been a long road to a World Championship for her since the beginning of the year. While it didn’t exactly go the way that she anticipated, she’s looking to turn it around with whatever mystery opportunity she ends up making her own if she wins this match. No matter who she faces, nothing is going to stop her from doing that.
Persephone: Not moved. If auntie thinks that she’s going to do that, then she’s just going to have to keep dreaming. Plus, in no world do I want to see Cameron Ella Ava as a World Champion again, not on my brand, no thank you.
(‘Somebody Get Me A Doctor’ by Van Halen begins to play through the speakers as the spotlight shines down on a confident Dr. Bethany Blue who begins to make her way out from the backstage area. She takes a scan around, a smirk beginning to form as she spreads her arms out and begins to make her way down the ramp and toward the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Next… from Miami, Florida… weighing in at 125 pounds… DR. BETHANY BLUE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Bethany was one of the first people to stake their claim for this match and she made it known that she doesn’t care what the opportunity is, she is going to do whatever it takes to make it her own and have her moment once and for all. She’s tired of waiting, and Shock Value is her time to step up.
Tyrone Montgomery: It’s going to take a lot to keep someone of her caliber down. Bethany is more determined than ever to win this match tonight in Ontario, and we’re going to have to see how far she’s willing to go in order to cement herself.
(‘The End’ by Lil Uzi Vert ft. BABYMETAL then begins to play up as the crowd roars for KASAI who is seen beginning to make her way out. She has a sinister look on her face as she takes a look around before beginning to make her way down the ramp and toward the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Next… from Amani, Kagoshima, Japan… weighing in at 145 pounds… she is THE HUNTRESS… KASAI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Persephone: Oh brother, here comes this LOSER.
Tyrone Montgomery: Well KASAI has been more than willing to step up to the plate in any given situation and against talent of this caliber, this is absolutely no exception to the rule. She is not backing down, not even for a moment, and who knows, we might just see The Huntress as the winner of the Ultimate X tonight.
Rich Russillo: Except for the fact that she’s going to have someone breathing down her neck…
(‘Praise Gawd’ by Kanye West begins to play through the speakers as fire is seen erupting from the stage, and out of the smoke comes a determined Methuselah as he stares daggers toward the ring. He takes a deep breath before then beginning to make his way down the ramp and toward the ring.)
Bella Braxton: And lastly… from The Ether… weighing in at 17 stone…. he is THE DEMIURGE… METHUSELAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: … In the form of Methuselah, as we know that both of them have had their issues these past couple of weeks leading into this match.
Persephone: Motherfuckers be 50 and their opps be… 20 years old, or something.
Tyrone Montgomery: Well regardless, we know what Methuselah can pull off in a match like this, with the stakes as high as they are. He’s going to be more than willing to lay it on the line as he has done throughout his historic career. Truly a stacked career, this match is anyone’s guess for what is about to go down!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: Here we go! This is the match that we’ve been waiting for! The Ultimate X match! Cameron Ella Ava, Limmy Monaghan, Methuselah, Dr. Bethany Blue, and KASAI, all battling for a mystery opportunity in what could be one of the most dangerous matches of the night! It’s safe to say that we’re going to be in for one hell of a ride!
Persephone: I hope so. I hope there’s bloody murder. I WANT DEATH! WHERE THE FUCK IS THE DEATH ON MY MARQUEE EVENT?!
Tyrone Montgomery: WELL, WE MIGHT SEE IT! AS THIS MATCH IS OFFICIALLY UNDERWAY! KASAI TURNS AROUND AND IS BEGINNING TO SCALE UP THE SCAFFOLDING, BUT METHUSELAH IMMEDIATELY RUSHES HIMSELF OVER TO HER AND GRABS HER BY THE ANKLE BEFORE YANKING HER DOWN! AND NOW HE HAS HER BY THE HEAD AND BEGINS TO CONNECT WITH REPEATED STRIKES! WE KNOW THOSE TWO HAVE HAD ISSUES, AND IT SEEMS LIKE THAT’S ABOUT TO BOIL OVER!
Rich Russillo: MEANWHILE, BETHANY HAS RUSHED FORWARD AND CONNECTED WITH A STRIKE TOWARD THE FACE OF LIMMY TO SEND HIM BACKWARD TOWARD ONE OF THE CORNERS! CAMERON RUSHES TOWARD THE BOTH OF THEM AND GOES FOR A BIG BOOT TO THE BACK OF BETHANY’S HEAD- BUT BETHANY MANAGES TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY AS IT CONNECTS ON LIMMY INSTEAD! Cameron takes a step back and immediately as her eyes on Bethany, AS SHE RUSHES OVER AND TRIES TO CLOTHESLINE HER OVER THE TOP ROPE- BUT BETHANY MANAGES TO GO UNDER AND SEND HER OVER THE TOP ROPE AND OUT OF THE RING INSTEAD!
Tyrone Montgomery: Cameron tumbles down to the outside of the ring and it looks like the fight between KASAI and Methuselah has spilled out to there as well, as KASAI is in retreat making her way around the ring, but Methuselah connects with a hard fist to the back of the head before spinning her around, AND SENDING HER SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE! The former Specialists Champion crumbles over in pain but quickly makes her way back over, AS METHUSELAH MAKES HIS WAY OVER AND GRABS A HOLD OF HER AROUND THE WAIST, ONLY FOR KASAI TO CONNECT WITH AN ELBOW ONTO THE TOP OF HIS HEAD! KASAI THEN TURNS HIM AROUND AS SHE SENDS HIM SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE EDGE OF THE APRON!
Rich Russillo: KASAI takes a moment to stagger back and collapse down as Methuselah drops down to all fours, slowly trying to retreat himself away from the scene before she can do anything else. KASAI makes her way over as she grabs Methuselah and brings him up to his feet-
(BOOM!)
Tyrone Montgomery: WHAT THE HELL?! METHUSELAH JUST STRUCK KASAI WITH SOMETHING THAT JUST EXPLODED ON CONTACT! SHE’S BLINDED AS SHE DROPS TO THE GROUND! WHAT IN THE WORLD JUST HAPPENED?!
Persephone: THAT’S AN EXPLODING BARBED WIRE BASEBALL BAT MOTHERFUCKER! YES! NOW KILL HER! KILL HER!
Rich Russillo: KASAI is covering her eyes as she makes her way back up to her feet, the faintest trickle of blood seen, but it doesn’t seem like Methuselah is done-
(BOOM!)
Tyrone Montgomery: AS HE STRIKES HER AGAINST THE ABDOMEN AND SENDS HER DOWN TO THE GROUND! And immediately he makes his way back up to his feet and back into the ring, looking to scale up the scaffolding and try and get a headstart!
Rich Russillo: Meanwhile, Cameron has a hold of Bethany by the ankle and yanks her out of the ring! Both of them are beginning to trade fists back and forth, realizing that the situation is dire between the two of them! They continue to go at it-
Tyrone Montgomery: BUT THEY DON’T SEE LIMMY MONAGHAN! LIMMY RUSHES OVER AND LEAPS OVER THE TOP ROPE, TAKING BOTH OF THEM DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH A TOPE CON HILO! Limmy just took them both down to the ground and he is immediately up to his feet, and I think he sees that Methuselah is making his way up the scaffolding and onto the powerlines! He’s trying to get the opportunity while nobody’s looking!
(Limmy quickly climbs himself onto the apron, positioning himself as he eyes Methuselah, who is reaching out to grab a hold of the powerlines so he can lift himself to it, but by the looks of things, it looks like it’s too little, too late.)
Rich Russillo: LIMMY WITH A SPRINGBOARD OFF THE ROPES AS HE GRABS METHUSELAH BY THE TOP OF HIS HEAD AND SENDS HIM CRASHING DOWN ONTO THE CANVAS WITH A NECKBREAKER OFF OF THE SCAFFOLDING! METHUSELAH IS TAKEN STRAIGHT DOWN TO GROUND, AND LIMMY HAS JUMPED UP TO HIS FEET! HE’S CLEANING HOUSE RIGHT NOW!
Tyrone Montgomery: KASAI is beginning to rise from the ringside area as Limmy recovers, AND LIMMY RUSHES OVER AS HE LEAPS THROUGH THE ROPES AND GOES FOR A SUICIDE DIVE- BUT THAT DOESN’T WORK OUT AS KASAI CONNECTS WITH A PALM STRIKE STRAIGHT TO THE FACE!
Rich Russillo: Limmy tumbles down onto the apron and KASAI immediately climbs up with him. She grabs him and brings him up to his feet, but before she can do anything, it seems like Limmy is beginning to fight! He begins to send punches straight toward her face, doing what he can to make sure that he’s not sent down to his impending doom right now! But KASAI manages to grab him by the head and drive a knee straight into his abdomen! She then pulls him into a front facelock, BUT BEFORE SHE CAN DO ANYTHING, LIMMY RUNS HER FORWARD AND DRIVES HER SPINE FIRST INTO THE RINGPOST!
Tyrone Montgomery: Limmy takes a step back as KASAI staggers out of the corner, AND THE ACE IS QUICK TO STEP UP AND GO FOR A SUPERKICK- But KASAI manages to push the leg away as she steps forward, CONNECTING WITH A SUPERKICK OF HER OWN! She then grabs hold of Limmy again and sets him up!
Persephone: DROPPING THE MOTHERFUCKER ON HIS HEAD WITH A BRAINBUSTER ON THE APRON! YEAH! IS HE BREATHING?! CHECK IF HE’S BREATHING! I WANT THAT MOTHERFUCKER DEAD!!!
Rich Russillo: KASAI makes her way back up to her feet and climbs up onto the apron, trying her best to enter into the ring as she sees an opportunity right now to make her way up the Ultimate X structure and take advantage-
(CRACK!)
Tyrone Montgomery: BUT BETHANY JUST TOOK A STEEL CHAIR AND CHUCKED IT AGAINST THE SIDE OF THE HEAD OF KASAI SENDING HER TUMBLING BACK DOWN TO THE RINGSIDE AREA! And now she turns herself around and sees Methuselah, who is beginning to make his way back up to his feet, slowly grabbing a hold of the corner while he does so! BUT BETHANY CONNECTS WITH A STRIKE TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! She then grabs hold of him and sends him toward the center of the ring, beginning to make her way up the scaffolding-
Rich Russillo: BUT METHUSELAH CONNECTS WITH A STRIKE TO THE BACK! Bethany is dangling now as she tries to regain her footing, but the Chairman is beginning to make his way up to the turnbuckles and join her up there! He begins to put a foot on the scaffolding as now he’s sending strikes Bethany’s way, trying to get her down from there so that he can go upward himself! But Bethany isn’t going down without a fight! She’s going to make sure that she holds her ground right now as both of them are going back and forth!
Tyrone Montgomery: BUT METHUSELAH MANAGES TO SLAM HER FACE AGAINST THE SCAFFOLDING! Bethany’s head bounces off as she tries her best to keep herself upward, but Methuselah already has a hold of her, AS HE LOOKS TO PUSH OFF AND GO FOR A RUSSIAN LEG SWEEP OFF OF THE SCAFFOLDING AND DOWN TO THE CANVAS!
Rich Russillo: BUT BETHANY MANAGES TO SLIP OUT OF IT BEFORE NAILING HIM WITH AN ELBOW TO THE FACE! He then grabs hold of him!
Persephone: LEAPING UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS AND GOING FOR A FRANKENSTEINER OFF THE SCAFFOLDING! SPIKE HIS HEAD DOWN!
Tyrone Montgomery: BUT METHUSELAH MANAGES TO GRAB A HOLD OF THE ULTIMATE X STRUCTURE TO KEEP HIMSELF UPWARD! Bethany is trying her best to get herself down from there, and Methuselah is still keeping her up, AND HE PUSHES OFF AND GOES FOR AN AVALANCHE ELECTRIC CHAIR DROP-
Rich Russillo: BUT BETHANY JUST REACHED UP AND GRABBED THE POWER LINES OF THE ULTIMATE X STRUCTURE! A SURGE OF ELECTRICITY FORCES METHUSELAH TO LET GO OF BETHANY! BUT DESPITE THAT, BETHANY IS STILL HANGING ON! METHUSELAH IS STUNTED FOR THE MOMENT BUT TURNS AROUND AND TRIES TO REACH OUT FOR BETHANY-
(CRACK!)
Tyrone Montgomery: BUT CAMERON! WHERE DID CAMERON GET THAT ELECTRIC WHIP FROM?! SHE CRACKS IT AGAINST THE BACK OF METHUSELAH AND SENDS HIM DOWNWARD OFF OF THE TOP ROPE! METHUSELAH TURNS AROUND AND TRIES TO STRIKE CAMERON-
Rich Russillo: BUT CAMERON DUCKS UNDER AS SHE IMMEDIATELY PUSHES UP AND CONNECTS WITH THE ‘WONDER WOMAN PUNCH’! THE FOREARM SMASH CONNECTS STRAIGHT TO THE FACE!
Persephone: BUT I DON’T THINK THOSE IDIOTS REALIZE THAT BETHANY IS STARTING TO CLIMB! SHE’S ABOUT TO WIN THIS MATCH BEFORE IT GETS INTERESTING!
(Bethany is grabbing a hold of the powerlines, her hands being sizzled while she does, fighting through the pain as she reaches out and desperately tries to grab a hold of the briefcase at the center. She knows that she doesn’t have much time, not only before the pain gets to her but before someone else does as well.)
Tyrone Montgomery: BETHANY CAN FEEL HERSELF INCHES AWAY AS SHE STRETCHES OUT AND TRIES TO GO FOR IT!
Rich Russillo: WAIT! I DON’T THINK SHE NOTICES THOUGH! LIMMY MONAGHAN HAS CLIMBED UP ONTO THE APRON AND IS POSITIONING HIMSELF! HE’S NOT ON THE CHASE FOR HER, HE’S SETTING HIMSELF UP!
Tyrone Montgomery: AS HE SPRINGBOARDS ONTO THE ROPES AND SOARS THROUGH THE AIR, CONNECTING WITH A DROPKICK STRAIGHT TO THE CHEST OF BETHANY, WHICH SENDS HER DROPPING DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH A DROPKICK! WHAT A MOVE BY LIMMY MONAGHAN AS HE MANAGES TO SAVE THIS MATCH!
Rich Russillo: Limmy is taken down to the ground along with Bethany, and the only person up inside of the ring right now is Cameron Ella Ava! She turns around and makes her way toward one of the corners, and it seems like she is going to take the opportunity to start the climb up to the top of the Ultimate X structure!
Tyrone Montgomery: BUT THAT’S STOPPED AS KASAI MANAGES TO CLIMB UP ONTO THE APRON AND GRAB HER BY THE HEAD, CONNECTING WITH A HOTSHOT TO SEND CAMERON DOWN TO THE CANVAS! KASAI manages to save herself some time but she’s not entering back into the ring, she’s dropping back down to the ringside area as she goes under the ring apron, and it seems like she’s looking for something here!
(KASAI pulls out a weapon and holds it into the air. Her signature ‘Queenslayer’ kendo stick, wrapped in barbed wire, taped up after the many battles that she’s used it in.)
Persephone: What the actual fuck is that?
Rich Russillo: IT’S THE ‘QUEENSLAYER’! AND KASAI IMMEDIATELY ROLLS INTO THE RING AND BEGINS TO GO HAM ON CAMERON! BEATING HER DOWN WITH THE WEAPON REPEATEDLY! CUTS AND BRUISES BEGIN TO SHOW UP AROUND THE BODY AS CAMERON WRITHES IN PAIN! NOT BEING ABLE TO DO ANYTHING!
Tyrone Montgomery: KASAI THEN TAKES THE KENDO STICK BEFORE WRAPPING IT AROUND THE NECK OF CAMERON! BEGINNING TO CHOKE HER OUT! CAMERON IS REACHING OUT AND GASPING FOR AIR, BUT KASAI HAS A VICE GRIP ON HER RIGHT NOW AS SHE’S DOING EVERYTHING TO MAKE SURE THAT SHE’S INCAPACITATED SO SHE CAN TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THIS MOMENT RIGHT HERE! SHE HAS A HOLD OF CAMERON-
Rich Russillo: BUT LIMMY JUST RUSHED IN AND CONNECTED WITH A ‘DIABLE JAMBE’ STRAIGHT TO THE FACE OF KASAI TO DROP HER DOWN TO THE GROUND! BOTH KASAI AND CAMERON ARE DOWN AND THE ACE IS BACK IN THE FOLD!
Tyrone Montgomery: Bethany is beginning to make her way up, and she doesn’t look very happy that Limmy stole the opportunity away from her to win this match! SHE RUSHES FORWARD AND GOES FOR A STRIKE- BUT LIMMY MANAGES TO DUCK UNDER THAT! HE QUICKLY TURNS HIMSELF AROUND AS HE GRABS A HOLD OF HER, BEFORE LIFTING HER INTO THE AIR AND TAKING HER DOWN WITH A SNAP DRAGON SUPLEX!
Rich Russillo: Bethany falls to a seated position as Limmy then makes his way up to his feet, turning around and running the ropes, BEFORE NAILING HER WITH A PENALTY KICK STRAIGHT TO THE CHEST TO DROP HER DOWN TO THE GROUND! Limmy is back up to his feet, and it looks like he’s going to try to win this match-
Persephone: BUT THAT SLIMY FUCK METHUSELAH COMES IN AND GRABS HIM FOR A ‘METH FX’!
Tyrone Montgomery: DOESN’T HAPPEN! THE BUTTERFLY SUPLEX IS COUNTERED AS LIMMY MANAGES TO SLIP OUT OF IT AND GRAB A HOLD OF HIM BY THE HAND AND TAKE HIM DOWN WITH AN ARM DRAG! LIMMY MAKES HIS WAY UP TO HIS FEET AS METHUSELAH RECOVERS AND MAKES HIS WAY TOWARD HIM, GOING FOR A STRIKE- BUT LIMMY DUCKS UNDER AS HE LIFTS HIM ONTO HIS SHOULDERS! STEPPING FORWARD AND CONNECTING WITH A ROLLING FIREMAN’S CARRY!
Rich Russillo: Limmy connects as he falls against one of the corners and immediately begins to jump up to the turnbuckles! And I don’t think he’s done either, as he jumps up onto the scaffolding of the Ultimate X as well, AND HE PUSHES OFF, GOING FOR A MOONSAULT TO FINISH THE COMBO OFF ON METHUSELAH!
(…)
Persephone: SPEAR! MOTHERFUCKER! :mjlol2:
Tyrone Montgomery: LIMMY MONAGHAN GETS FLIPPED INSIDE OUT AS METHUSELAH CATCHES HIM IN AN UPSIDE DOWN POSITION WITH THE SPEAR! LIMMY’S HEAD BOUNCES OFF THE TURNBUCKLE PADDING, AND IT LOOKS LIKE HE’S COMPLETELY OUT OF IT! WHAT A COUNTER BY METHUSELAH RIGHT THERE!
Rich Russillo: It doesn’t look like Methuselah is going to climb up the Ultimate X, instead, it seems like he’s dropping himself out of the ring and going under the apron to see whatever he can conjure up right here to use to his advantage!
Tyrone Montgomery: Well, it looks like he just pulled out a bag…
(Methuselah unzips the Gawdzilla Khan™ Training Duffel Bag and unveils a litany of weapons, violent machinations, and ill intentions. But he specifically grabs something in particular and takes it out.)
Rich Russillo: HE JUST PULLED OUT A 2X4 WITH NAILS STICKING OUT OF IT!
Persephone: :notbad: I’m impressed the old man has some tricks up his sleeve.
Tyrone Montgomery: HE ENTERS INTO THE RING AND IMMEDIATELY TAKES A SWING AT A RECOVERING BETHANY-
Rich Russillo: BUT BETHANY MANAGES TO DUCK UNDER THAT JUST IN TIME! SHE TURNS AROUND AS SHE GOES FOR ‘TJD’! THE SUPERKICK STRAIGHT TO THE JAW OF METHUSELAH TO TAKE HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND!
Tyrone Montgomery: BUT METHUSELAH MANAGES TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY OF THAT JUST IN THE NICK OF TIME! BETHANY TURNS AROUND!
Persephone: AND METHUSELAH SLAMS THE 2X4 AGAINST HER SKULL! BETHANY CRUMBLES DOWN TO THE GROUND AS THE WEAPON IS LODGED IN HER FOREHEAD! NAILS PIERCING INTO HER SKIN AS SHE CRIES IN AGONY! YES! THIS IS GREAT! MORE! MORE! MORE!
Rich Russillo: KASAI NOW HAS A HOLD OF THE ‘QUEENSLAYER’ AGAIN AS SHE GOES FOR A SWING TOWARD THE HEAD OF METHUSELAH- BUT METHUSELAH DUCKS UNDER THAT! HE TURNS AROUND AND RUNS TO THE ROPES AND BACK!
Tyrone Montgomery: LEAPING THROUGH THE AIR AND CUTTING KASAI IN HALF WITH THE SPEAR-
Rich Russillo: SCOUTED! KASAI MANAGES TO LEAPFROG OVER IT JUST IN TIME! METHUSELAH DOES A FORWARD ROLL UP TO A KNEELING POSITION, ONLY FOR KASAI TO SPIN AROUND AND CONNECT WITH A SPINNING HEEL KICK TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD WHICH TAKES HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! KASAI THEN TURNS AROUND AND BEGINS TO MAKE HER WAY UP TO THE TOP ROPE, AND I DON’T THINK SHE’S HEADED UP THERE TO CLIMB THE STRUCTURE!
Tyrone Montgomery: AS SHE PUSHES HERSELF OFF OF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE AND GOES FOR ‘KITSUNE’S BLESSING V2’! THE MOONSAULT STOMP TO METHUSELAH TO CAVE HIS CHEST IN!
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! HE GRABS KASAI BY THE ANKLE AND TAKES HER DOWN TO THE GROUND BEFORE LOCKING IN A CROSSFACE SUBMISSION HOLD!
Tyrone Montgomery: KASAI REALIZES THE SITUATION THAT SHE’S IN RIGHT NOW AS SHE BEGINS TO REACH FOR ANYTHING, DOING WHAT SHE CAN TO ESCAPE! SHE JUST GRABBED A HOLD OF CAMERON’S ELECTRIC WHIP AND IS FIDDLING WITH IT IN HER HANDS TO TRY AND GET METHUSELAH!
Persephone: BUT METHUSELAH SNATCHES IT OUT OF HER HANDS AND POSITIONS HIMSELF! NOW HE’S CHOKING THAT BITCH OUT WITH THE ELECTRIC WHIP! YES!
Rich Russillo: THAT WHIP IS WRAPPED AROUND THE THROAT OF KASAI AS ELECTRICITY SURGES THROUGH, CAUSING HER TO CONVULSE VIOLENTLY AS SHE WAVES HER HANDS AROUND! METHUSELAH CONTINUES TO HAVE A STRONG GRIP ON HER, AND I DON’T THINK HE’S GOING TO LET GO! ESPECIALLY AFTER EVERYTHING THAT THESE TWO HAVE GONE THROUGH-
(…)
Tyrone Montgomery: ‘CONCUSSION PROTOCOL’! DR. BETHANY BLUE IS BACK IN THE FOLD AS SHE LEAPS INTO THE AIR AND SPIKES METHUSELAH’S HEAD DOWN TO THE GROUND MID-SUBMISSION HOLD WITH THE CURB STOMP!
Rich Russillo: Bethany crumbles down to the ground as Methuselah and KASAI are both completely out of it right now! And while she recovers, it seems like Cameron and Limmy are both beginning to trade strikes between each other! Limmy manages to create distance as he connects with a hard knee strike to the abdomen before spinning around and trying to send her through the middle rope and out of the ring- But Cameron manages to turn it around as she sends Limmy through the ropes instead! Cameron then takes a step back as Limmy makes his way back up to his feet, AND SHE GOES FOR A SHOULDER THRUST TO KNOCK HIM OFF THE APRON AND DOWN TO THE RINGSIDE AREA-
Tyrone Montgomery: BUT LIMMY MANAGES TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY OF THAT! Cameron’s head is through the ropes, AS LIMMY TAKES A STEP FORWARD AND CONNECTS WITH A KNEE TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD! Cameron tumbles down onto the apron, and Limmy takes a moment to recover before setting her up, RUSHING FORWARD AND GOING FOR A ‘DIABLE JAMBE’ ON THE APRON!
Rich Russillo: BUT CAMERON MANAGES TO SNATCH HIM WHILE HE’S RUSHING FORWARD! SHE PUSHES OFF AND DROPS HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH AN EXPLODER SUPLEX OFF THE APRON AND ONTO THE RINGSIDE MATTING!
Tyrone Montgomery: Both Cameron and Limmy are splayed out on the ground and out of the equation, and it seems like more of a chance than any for Bethany to once again try to make her way back up the Ultimate X structure! She’s making her way up the scaffolding, and it seems like she’s in the clear! If nobody stops her right now, then she could very well be the winner of this mystery opportunity that is on the line!
Rich Russillo: BUT SHE DOESN’T GET TOO FAR! KASAI JUST RAN UP THE TURNBUCKLE PADDING AND LATCHED ONTO HER BACK! SHE HAS A SLEEPER HOLD LOCKED IN, AND BETHANY IS STUCK! SHE HAS NOWHERE TO GO AND SHE KNOWS THAT SHE’S GOING TO HAVE TO DO SOMETHING OR ELSE KASAI IS GOING TO SEND HER TO HER IMPENDING DOOM!
Tyrone Montgomery: KASAI IS WRENCHING ON THAT NECK! DOING WHATEVER SHE CAN RIGHT NOW TO MAKE SURE THAT BETHANY DOES NOT GET UP ANY FURTHER THAN SHE ALREADY HAS IN THIS MATCH! BUT BETHANY IS A FIGHTER, SHE LETS ONE OF HER HANDS GO FROM THE SCAFFOLDING AND BEGINS TO DRIVE ELBOWS INTO KASAI REPEATEDLY! BOTH OF THEM STRUGGLING FOR CONTROL-
(CRACK!)
Persephone: BUT METHUSELAH JUST CAME IN AND CRACKED THAT ELECTRIC WHIP AGAINST THE BACK OF KASAI! BLEED BITCH!
Rich Russillo: KASAI’S GRIP IS LOOSENED ON BETHANY BUT THAT DOESN’T STOP METHUSELAH GRABS A HOLD OF BOTH OF THEM, AS HE SENDS THEM BOTH DOWN TO THE CANVAS WITH AN EMPHATIC POWERBOMB FROM THE TOP ROPE!
Tyrone Montgomery: THE CHAIRMAN JUST TOOK BOTH OF THEM DOWN AS AN ACT OF REVENGE FOR EARLIER, AND NOW HE’S TURNED AROUND, AND IT LOOKS LIKE HE’S ABOUT TO MAKE HIS WAY UP THE ULTIMATE X STRUCTURE!
Persephone: SERIOUSLY?! CAN THAT OLD FUCK EVEN MAKE IT UP THERE?!
Rich Russillo: IT LOOKS LIKE NOTHING IS STOPPING HIM AS HE HEADS UP THE SCAFFOLDING AND GRABS A HOLD OF THE POWERLINES! YOU CAN SEE THE PAIN ON HIS FACE AS HE DOES SO, BUT HE’S CONTINUING TO PUSH HIMSELF UPWARD AS HE STARTS TO HANG FROM THE STRUCTURE! HE’S MAKING HIS WAY TOWARD THE BRIEFCASE!
Tyrone Montgomery: BUT I DON’T THINK HE SEES THAT CAMERON ELLA AVA HAS QUICKLY SCALED UP BEHIND HIM! CAMERON HAS A HOLD OF THE ANKLE OF METHUSELAH AS SHE SLOWLY BRINGS HERSELF UP ONTO THE POWER LINES! SHE’S TAKING A DIFFERENT APPROACH AND BALANCING HERSELF ON THE TOP OF IT RATHER THAN CRAWL UNDERNEATH IT, BUT I’D ARGUE THAT’S MORE PAIN COMING HER WAY AS SHE HAS LIMITED TIME TO GET METHUSELAH OFF OF THERE!
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH IS TRYING HIS BEST TO KICK HER AWAY, BUT CAMERON IS PERSISTENT, REFUSING TO LET GO EVEN FOR A SECOND! SHE BEGINS TO CRAWL TOWARD HIM AND CONNECTS WITH STRIKES TO HIS FACE! AND METHUSELAH HAS NOTHING THAT HE CAN USE TO HIS ADVANTAGE RIGHT NOW TO BLOCK CAMERON’S ATTACK! BOTH OF THEM ARE ON THE POWER LINES RIGHT NOW!
Tyrone Montgomery: CAMERON USES HER FEET TO KICK METHUSELAH IN THE FACE! AND IT LOOKS LIKE METHUSELAH IS LOSING HIS GRIP AS HIS HANDS DRAG AGAINST THE POWER LINES AND FORCES HIM TO LET GO! HE’S DROPPING DOWN!
Rich Russillo: BUT HE MANAGES TO GRAB CAMERON’S ANKLE IN THE PROCESS! HE YANKS HER DOWN, AND CAMERON IS SENT PLUMMETING DOWN FROM THE TOP OF THE ULTIMATE X STRUCTURE DOWN TO THE GROUND! CAMERON IS WRITHING IN PAIN RIGHT NOW AS SHE’S LYING OUT ON THE CANVAS!
Persephone: BUT LOOK! THAT OLD FUCK IS HANGING FROM HIS LEGS ON THE POWERLINES! IT’S PROBABLY ELECTROCUTING HIS FUCKING TESTICLES RIGHT NOW!
Tyrone Montgomery: METHUSELAH IS IN PAIN AS HE TRIES TO STRETCH HIS ARMS AND GRAB A HOLD OF THE BRIEFCASE! BUT HE’S TOO FAR AWAY, AND I KNOW IN HIS MIND HE SURE AS HELL DOESN’T WANT TO TAKE THE FALL RIGHT NOW! HE CRUNCHES HIMSELF UPWARD AND TRIES TO GRAB A HOLD OF THE POWERLINES! AND IT LOOKS LIKE HE’S ABOUT TO REGAIN HIS GRIP ON THE ULTIMATE X!
Rich Russillo: BUT I DON’T THINK HE REALIZES THAT LIMMY MONAGHAN HAS MADE HIS WAY UP ONTO THE SCAFFOLDING OF THE ULTIMATE X STRUCTURE! LIMMY POSITIONS HIMSELF!
Persephone: AS HE PUSHES HIMSELF UP AND GRABS A HOLD OF METHUSELAH, TACKLING HIM AND SENDING HIM PLUMMETING DOWN TO THE CANVAS! BOTH OF THEM ARE LAID OUT ON THE GROUND, AND WE’RE BACK TO SQUARE ONE RIGHT NOW WITH THIS MATCH!
Tyrone Montgomery: What a match this has been so far! Every Elitist in this is trying their best to lay it all on the line for the chance to win the mystery opportunity hanging from this Ultimate X structure here tonight in Ontario!
Persephone: The longer this match goes, the more of a chance that everyone in this match violently dies, this match gets called off, and nobody wins. I’m tempted to stand up from my seat and take matters into my own hands.
Tyrone Montgomery: I don’t think there’s any need for that. :whoa:
Persephone: Nobody asked for your OPINION, Tyrone. God.
Rich Russillo: Well it seems like our first Elitist has begun to show movement, as KASAI is slowly rolling herself under the bottom rope and out of the ring. She slowly began to look under the ring apron and see what she could pull out. There’s a lot under that ring that can be used to her advantage, I have no idea what’s up her sleeve.
Tyrone Montgomery: WELL, FROM WHAT I SEE, THOUGH SHE’S PULLING OUT A TABLE WITH GUSSET PLATES ON TOP OF THEM! SHE’S BEGINNING TO SET IT UP ON THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING, AND JUDGING BY THE EXPRESSION ON HER FACE, IT’S CLEAR THAT SHE’S UP TO NO GOOD!
Persephone: I see where she’s getting at here, Methuselah doesn’t have a good experience with gusset plates. :mjlol:
Rich Russillo: She quickly slides herself into the ring and sees Bethany make her way back up to her feet, but before she can do anything, Bethany makes her way over to her and begins to connect with hard strikes to the abdomen! She knows exactly what KASAI is up to and she’s not going to let her get the better of her here! KASAI manages to connect with a knee to the abdomen though as she knows that she needs to keep her ground here! She then turns around and runs to the ropes and back!
Tyrone Montgomery: BUT BETHANY MANAGES TO LEAP INTO THE AIR AS SHE GOES FOR ‘THE REMEDY’ TO KASAI!
Rich Russillo: BUT KASAI MANAGES TO PUSH HER AWAY JUST IN TIME! SHE TURNS AROUND AND MANAGES TO NAIL A SUPERKICK STRAIGHT TO THE KNEECAP TO DROP BETHANY DOWN TO A KNEELING POSITION, AND SHE RUSHES FORWARD AS SHE GOES FOR A ‘CTE’ ATTEMPT! THE KINSHASA!
Tyrone Montgomery: BUT BETHANY MANAGES TO DUCK UNDER THAT AS KASAI-
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH JUST CAME IN AND STABBED KASAI RIGHT AGAINST THE FACE WITH SOMETHING! WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!
(Methuselah collapses down to a kneeling position, clutching in his hands a now bloodied railroad spike as he slowly begins to push himself up, looking down at KASAi who is covering her face in agony right now.)
Tyrone Montgomery: BETHANY MAKES HER WAY BACK TOWARD HER FEET AND BREAKS INTO A SPRINT TOWARD METHUSELAH HERSELF!
Rich Russillo: BUT METHUSELAH MANAGES TO CONNECT WITH THE ICE PICK TOWARD THE FOREHEAD OF BETHANY TO TAKE HER DOWN TO THE GROUND! METHUSELAH THEN DROPS DOWN AND GRABS A HOLD OF THE HEAD OF BETHANY!
Tyrone Montgomery: AND NOW IS BEGINNING TO DRIVE THAT ICE PICK REPEATEDLY INTO THE FACE OF DR. BETHANY BLUE! BLOOD IS BEGINNING TO GUSH OUT AT A RAPID RATE, AND HE HAS A CRAZED LOOK ON HIS FACE WHILE HE DOES SO! THE CHAIRMAN HAS A FIRM CONTROL OF THIS MATCH, AND THAT’S NOT GOING TO BE GOOD FOR THE REST OF THE PARTICIPANTS IF HE KEEPS THIS UP!
Rich Russillo: WE KNOW HOW METHUSELAH IS IN MATCHES THAT ARE HIGH STAKES LIKE THIS ONE, AND IT’S CLEAR THAT EACH OF THEM IS GOING TO HAVE TO DIG DOWN DEEP IF THEY WANT TO SURVIVE THE RAMPAGE OF GAWD RIGHT NOW! BUT HE FINALLY RELENTS ON BETHANY, WHO IMMEDIATELY DROPS DOWN TO THE GROUND LIKE DEAD WEIGHT, BEFORE RUSHING OVER AS HE GOES TO SEND CAMERON ELLA AVA OVER THE TOP ROPE AND OUT OF THE RING!
Persephone: Cameron’s bitchass lands on the apron, and she knows if she drops her ass is going straight through that gusset plate table, I hope she drops and dies. It would be really funny if you asked me.
Tyrone Montgomery: Well, it doesn’t seem like Cameron wants much of that herself! Methuselah immediately grabbed her by the head and began to send repeated strikes toward her face, but Cameron refused to let go! She’s still hanging on as much as she possibly can right now because she knows that if this hits, then she could very well be out of the equation when it comes to this match! Methuselah reels back and goes for a huge strike- BUT CAMERON MANAGES TO DUCK UNDER THAT AS SHE GOES FOR A SHOULDER THRUST TO THE ABDOMEN OF METHUSELAH-
Rich Russillo: BUT METHUSELAH CONNECTS WITH A HARD KNEE STRAIGHT TO THE FACE THAT LEAVES CAMERON TEETERING TOWARD THAT GUSSET PLATE TABLE! SHE HANGS ON THOUGH, BUT SHE’S STUNNED, AND THIS ALLOWS METHUSELAH TO TURN AROUND AND RUN TOWARD THE ROPES AND BACK!
Tyrone Montgomery: AS HE GOES FOR A SPEAR THROUGH THE ROPES TO SEND CAMERON THROUGH THE GUSSET PLATE TABLE!
(**CRASH!**)
(…)
Persephone: BUT CAMERON MANAGES TO SIDE STEP JUST IN TIME AND SEND METHUSELAH FLYING THROUGH THE ROPES AND INTO THE TABLE HIMSELF! IS HE DEAD?! I DON’T THINK THAT OLD MAN CAN TAKE A FALL LIKE THAT ANYMORE HIS SCOLIOSIS MIGHT BE KICKING HIS ASS RIGHT NOW!
(Methuselah is frozen in pain as his cries of agony are heard echoing through the arena. He slowly rolls himself off of the gusset plates, peeling his skin off of them as blood begins to drip down his back. Cameron can’t help but look down at him sprawled out on the ground, but immediately begins to look upward, as she doesn’t waste any time beginning to start scaling the Ultimate X structure and hopefully getting herself one step closer to victory.)
Rich Russillo: CAMERON IS MAKING HER WAY UP THE SCAFFOLDING AND IT DOESN’T LOOK LIKE ANYTHING IS STOPPING HER FROM WHAT SHE DESIRES RIGHT NOW! SHE GRABS A HOLD OF THE POWER LINES AND BEGINS TO DRAG HERSELF TOWARD THEM AND NOW SHE’S BEGINNING TO CRAWL! FROM WHAT I SEE RIGHT NOW, NOBODY HAS MOVED FROM WHERE THEY ARE!
(Cameron is fighting through the pain right now as the powerlines begin to start sending surges throughout her body. She looks down on the ground to see everyone still completely out of it, and she knows that this match is hers for the taking. It’s only when she looks up…)
(… Does she see Limmy Monaghan, perched on top of the scaffolding of the Ultimate X structure, eyeing her down directly with a serious expression.)
Tyrone Montgomery: LIMMY MONAGHAN LEAPS OFF OF THE SCAFFOLDING AND DRIVES A DOUBLE FOOT STOMP INTO THE CHEST OF CAMERON ELLA AVA! BOTH OF THEM ARE ALMOST IMMEDIATELY SENT PLUMMETING DOWN TO THE GROUND!
Persephone: YES! KILL THAT MOTHERFUCKER! LET’S GO!!!
Rich Russillo: EVERYONE IS DOWN RIGHT NOW! NOBODY IS MOVING! WHAT A MATCH THIS HAS BEEN HERE TONIGHT AT SHOCK VALUE!
(Soon, four Elitists begin to stir up to their feet. KASAI and Bethany eye one another inside of the ring, staring daggers into each other, bloodied and battered. Meanwhile, a hurt Cameron has retreated to the outside of the ring, while Limmy Monaghan, the man who took her out, is across the ringside area from her.)
Tyrone Montgomery: LIMMY JUST RUSHED AT CAMERON AND WENT FOR A ‘DIABLE JAMBE’!
Rich Russillo: BUT CAMERON MANAGES TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY OF THAT! CAMERON SPINS AROUND AND GOES FOR A ‘WONDER WOMAN PUNCH’!
Tyrone Montgomery: BUT LIMMY TAKES THE FOREARM AND SHOVES IT AWAY! CAMERON STAGGERS BACKWARD AS SHE TRIES TO RUSH TOWARD HIM!
Rich Russillo: BUT LIMMY MANAGES TO CONNECT WITH A KNEE TO THE FACE WHICH STAGGERS HER BACKWARD AGAINST THE SCAFFOLDING! SHE KEEPS A HOLD OF IT AS LIMMY RUSHES TOWARD HER-
Tyrone Montgomery: BUT CAMERON MOVES OUT OF THE WAY AS SHE SENDS LIMMY FACE FIRST INTO THE STEEL OF THE SCAFFOLDING! Limmy crumbles down to a heap and Cameron takes advantage of this as she turns him around and lifts him up!
Rich Russillo: GOING FOR ‘NO BODY, NO CRIME’! FIREMAN’S CARRY CUTTER-
Tyrone Montgomery: BUT LIMMY MANAGES TO SLIP OFF AND CONNECT WITH A ‘DIABLE JAMBE’ STRAIGHT TO THE FACE! CAMERON STAGGERS BACK AND FALLS AGAINST THE SCAFFOLDING!
(Limmy staggers back, a serious expression washing over him as he stares a hole into a recovering Cameron.)
Limmy Monaghan: (Off-Mic) It’s just business, Cam.
(BANG!)
Persephone: LIMMY CONNECTS WITH A ‘DIVINE DEPARTURE’! THE SWINGING BACK ELBOW TO THE FACE OF CAMERON SPLATTERS HER FACE AGAINST THE SCAFFOLDING! HER ASS IS DEAD! YES! FINALLY!
Rich Russillo: LIMMY STAGGERS BACK AND DROPS DOWN TO THE GROUND! CAMERON IS A BLOODY MESS BUT LIMMY KNOWS THAT HE NEEDS TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THE SITUATION!
Tyrone Montgomery: MEANWHILE, THE FIGHT IS STILL UNFOLDING IN THE RING! BETHANY TAKES A SWING AT KASAI- BUT KASAI MANAGES TO DUCK UNDER THAT! SHE CONNECTS WITH A HARD KICK TO THE KNEE AS BETHANY HOBBLES OVER, BEFORE SHE FOLLOWS THAT UP WITH A KICK RIGHT TO THE FACE! KASAI THEN TURNS AROUND AND RUNS TO THE ROPES AND BACK, BUT ONLY FOR BETHANY TO BE ABLE TO LEAP INTO THE AIR AND NAIL HER WITH A CALF KICK STRAIGHT TO THE FACE WHICH DROPS HER DOWN TO THE GROUND!
Rich Russillo: BETHANY MAKES HER WAY BACK UP TO HER FEET-
Tyrone Montgomery: SPEAR!
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH JUST CAME OUT OF NOWHERE AND CUT BETHANY IN HALF WITH THE SPEAR!
(An incensed Methuselah is seen rising back up to his feet, bloodied and pissed off. He looks over and eyes a recovering KASAI who doesn’t even realize what is about to happen to her…)
Tyrone Montgomery: KASAI RUSHES OVER TO METHUSELAH-
Rich Russillo: ONLY TO BE MET WITH A SPEAR AS WELL!
Tyrone Montgomery: BETHANY AND KASAI ARE DOWN! LIMMY AND CAMERON ARE ON THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING AND HAVEN’T MOVED SINCE THEIR PLUMMET DOWN TO THE GROUND! METHUSELAH IS ALREADY SCALING UP THE TURNBUCKLES AND ONTO THE SCAFFOLDING! HE HAS THIS MATCH RIGHT IN THE PALM OF HIS HANDS!
Persephone: NO! HOW ARE YOU GOING TO LET THIS GERIATRIC FUCK STEAL THIS MATCH AWAY FROM YOU? YOU’VE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME!
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH HAS SNATCHED A HOLD OF THE POWER LINES! NOBODY HAS MOVED AN INCH SINCE HE TOOK DOWN BOTH KASAI AND BETHANY WITH THE SPEAR! HE’S CRAWLING OVER TO THE BRIEFCASE AND THERE’S NOTHING THAT’S GOING TO STOP HIM FROM GETTING THERE! THIS MATCH IS GAWD’S FOR THE TAKING!
(KASAI has rolled to the ringside area, slowly stirring as she looks up to the structure and sees Methuselah literally inches away from the briefcase. She knows deep down that if she rushes up there, she’s not going to make it in time to stop him.)
(On quick thinking, she heads to the corner barricade, eyeing a beer vendor with an ice box strapped over his neck. She lunges over and grabs the ice box, swiftly snatching it away as she turns around. Inside of the ring, Methuselah is as close as anyone has gotten to the briefcase, trying to reach out every chance that he gets, fighting through the pain and agony, trying to seize his moment. Meanwhile, KASAI rolls into the ring, ice box in hand as water splashes everywhere, and as she begins to wind herself up…)
(She heaves the ice box upward.)
(ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ)
Tyrone Montgomery: OH MY GOD! KASAI HAS JUST DOUSED METHUSELAH IN WATER! IT MAKES CONTACT WITH THE POWERLINES AND THE CHAIRMAN IS BEING VIOLENTLY ELECTROCUTED!
Persephone: SMOKE IS COMING OUT! SPARKS ARE FLYING EVERYWHERE! YES MOTHERFUCKER! DIE! DIE! DIEEEEEEEEEE!
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH IS BEING BURNT TO A CRISP BEFORE THE CURRENT STOPS! HE’S SENT PLUMMETING DOWNWARD TO THE CANVAS AND HE’S OUT IN A SMOLDERING HEAP! KASAI STAGGERS BACK IN SHOCK AFTER WHAT SHE’S JUST SEEN, BUT THAT CERTAINLY JUST DID THE JOB RIGHT THERE! METHUSELAH MIGHT BE-
Persephone: FUCKING DEAD! METHUSELAH IS FUCKING DEAD! DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT?!
(KASAI falls back into the corner, as the crowd is stunned at what they’re seeing in the center of the ring right now. She slowly begins to make her way out of the corner, realizing immediately that she needs to make something out of this…)
(SLICE!)
Tyrone Montgomery: BETHANY JUST POPPED OUT OF NOWHERE AND SLICED KASAI ACROSS HER BODY WITH A SCALPEL!
Rich Russillo: KASAI IS BEGINNING TO BLEED OUT, AND BETHANY IMMEDIATELY FOLLOWS THIS UP!
Tyrone Montgomery: CONNECTING WITH ‘CODE BLUE’! HEART PUNCH DROPS HER DOWN TO THE GROUND! AND NOW BETHANY IS BEGINNING TO MAKE HER WAY UP THE TOP ROPE AND ONTO THE SCAFFOLDING!
Rich Russillo: THERE IS NOBODY THAT HAS MORE OF AN OPPORTUNITY TO WIN THIS RIGHT NOW THAN DR. BETHANY BLUE!
Tyrone Montgomery: BETHANY HAS A HOLD OF THE POWERLINES AS SHE BEGINS TO CRAWL OVER TO THE BRIEFCASE! SHE HAS HER EYES SET ON WINNING THIS MATCH AND PUTTING AN END TO THE CARNAGE COMPLETELY! BUT I DON’T THINK THAT SHE’S ALONE IN THAT ENDEAVOR!
Rich Russillo: BECAUSE LIMMY MONAGHAN HAS REACHED THE POWERLINES AS WELL! BOTH OF THEM ARE ON A CRASH COURSE TOWARD EACH OTHER RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ULTIMATE X STRUCTURE!
Persephone: NO! FUCK! I DON’T LIKE EITHER SCENARIO! GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!
Tyrone Montgomery: Would you have liked any scenario???
Persephone: … Not really, no.
Rich Russillo: BOTH OF THEM FREE ONE OF THEIR HANDS AND BEGIN TO SEND STRIKES TOWARD ONE ANOTHER, TRYING TO LOOSEN THEIR GRIP ON THE STRUCTURE WHILE KEEPING THEMSELVES UP ON THE POWERLINES!
Tyrone Montgomery: BETHANY GOES FOR A STRIKE- BUT LIMMY MANAGES TO BLOCK IT WITH HIS FOREARM AND REEL BACK AS HE GOES FOR A HUGE STRIKE-
Rich Russillo: IT CONNECTS AS BETHANY’S GRIP SLIPS! SHE GOES UPSIDE DOWN ON THE STRUCTURE! TRYING HER BEST TO HOLD ON BY HER LEGS, BUT LIMMY INCHES CLOSER TO THE BRIEFCASE AS HE REACHES OUT! HE HAS A HOLD OF IT AND HE’S TRYING TO UNHOOK IT!
(…)
Tyrone Montgomery: BUT BETHANY JUST GRABBED A HOLD OF THE SCALPEL FROM EARLIER AND JUST TRIED TO STAB IT INTO BACK OF LIMMY MONAGHAN!
Rich Russillo: BUT LIMMY JUST FREED ONE OF HIS HANDS AND SNATCHED THE SCALPEL FROM HER HANDS! HE SWINGS HIMSELF FORWARD-
(Suddenly, the crowd gasps.)
(Bethany freezes as Limmy stabs the scalpel right against the side of her neck.)
Persephone: Oh.
Tyrone Montgomery: BETHANY IS FROZEN AS HER HANDS RELEASE FROM THE POWERLINES! SHE’S HANGING BY HER LEGS AS BLOOD BEGINS TO DRIP FROM HER NECK DOWN TO THE CANVAS! LIMMY IS FROZEN FOR A MOMENT TOO!
Rich Russillo: BUT THAT DOESN’T STOP HIM AS HE REACHES OUT AND GRABS A HOLD OF THE BRIEFCASE!
(…)
(Suddenly, a cry of pain is heard.)
Tyrone Montgomery: BETHANY JUST RIPPED THE SCALPEL OUT OF HER NECK! SHE GRIPS IT IN HER HANDS-
Rich Russillo: DRIVING IT INTO THE SHOULDER OF LIMMY MONAGHAN WITH INTENSITY!
(Bethany releases the grip that she has on Limmy, and while she does…)
(Limmy plummets down to the ground.)
(Bethany, barely conscious, slowly uses the last ounce of energy that she has to crunch upward and reach her arms up.)
(As she unhooks the briefcase.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Somebody Call Me A Doctor’ begins to play through the speakers as Dr. Bethany Blue immediately loses her grip with the briefcase in her hands and falls down to the canvas with a thud. She’s unresponsive as officials quickly rush into the ring and begin to assess the situation at hand. With even the winner completely out of it, it’s clear that the carnage has unfolded and absolutely nobody has survived.)
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER OF THE ULTIMATE X MATCH!!! DR. BETHANY BLUE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Persephone: … Fuck.
Tyrone Montgomery: After the trials and tribulations that came with this match, after all of these Elitists quite literally put themselves through absolute hell to try and get their way here tonight, it was none other than Dr. Bethany Blue who made her way out of the debris with the victory.
Rich Russillo: Now she has a mystery opportunity that will be revealed at a later time, and I think that she is more than happy to relish in the moment tonight once she wakes up. This entire season she has stood on the fact that she is the best competitor on Voltage, and that she will go through anyone to prove that, and tonight, she went out here in Ontario and did just that.
Persephone: I don’t like it.
Tyrone Montgomery: We don’t care! Congratulations to Bethany on her victory!
(Bethany is rolled out of the ring, being checked on continuously as she hasn’t moved an inch since winning the match. Methuselah is being stretchered out while KASAI, Cameron, and a recovering Limmy Monaghan are all seen being checked on. The last shot seen is medics continuing to check on Bethany as Shock Value then begins to fade to elsewhere..)
(Promotional ad for Pain for Pride, where Solomon Stane faces SOSA Henderson.)
(The camera fades back in from the commercial. We find ourselves in a chapel somewhere in New Orleans. Solomon Stane is sitting in one of the pews, looking towards a large cross. Trixie Stane is seated next to him, her hand on his.)
Trixie Stane: Sometimes, things do stray from what was written. His role was unequivocally defined: defending the World Championship against Adam Lucas, thereby solidifying the Children of Sanity’s supremacy in the most public and undeniable fashion. That was the contract. That was the expectation. Instead, we find ourselves in a decidedly suboptimal position. The calculated trajectory has been disrupted, forcing us into a punitive detour. To say I ‘never foresaw’ this would be an understatement; it’s an anomaly that grates against every fiber of my strategic planning. My projections, based on calculated risk and precise execution, anticipated a different outcome entirely – perhaps even being in the ‘Cash in the Vault’ match.
Trixie Stane: But here we are. Reduced to the pragmatic necessity of eliminating a minor infestation. A tiny serpent, indeed. One that, with an almost laughable audacity, slithered into our carefully cultivated garden, sampled the forbidden fruit of our dominion, and then, with equal impertinence, attempted to vanish. This isn’t about vengeance; it’s about re-establishing order. It’s about demonstrating that even the most insignificant breach of our territory will be met with overwhelming, decisive force. This isn’t the grand spectacle we envisioned, but it is a necessary, albeit less profitable, act of corporate sanitation. We settle for the slaying of this serpent not out of desire, but out of necessity. Consider it a recalibration.
Solomon Stane: ‘Do not repay evil with evil or insult with insult. On the contrary, repay evil with blessing, because to this you were called so that you may inherit a blessing’.
Trixie Stane: SOSA Anderson, let’s be unequivocally clear on one fundamental point. My personal involvement in my husband’s professional life has, predictably, attracted its share of… undesirables. People attempting to disrupt, to undermine, to frankly, get a piece of what’s ours. This is an expected, if tiresome, consequence of operating at our level. I’ve dealt with them all before. However, a line has been crossed with Solomon. There’s a distinction between targeting me…a known entity, a public figure in the church and touching a member, any member, of the Children of Sanity. That is a breach of protocol, an act of sheer, unadulterated insolence that will not stand.
Trixie Stane: Solomon, it seems, operates under a rather unique interpretation of Peter 3:9. While some may preach ‘not repaying evil with evil’, Solomon has invested far too much to turn the other cheek. Imagine, if you will, the sheer magnitude of his dedication. He has toiled relentlessly, day and night, pouring his very essence – his blood, sweat, and tears – into the foundation of his church. Envision that commitment, that sacrifice, that absolute unwavering resolve. Every stone, every beam, every single element of that structure is imbued with his life’s work. To threaten that, to touch that, to even consider undermining something so intrinsically built upon such profound personal investment… that is not merely an attack; it is an existential threat. And how we respond to existential threats is always, always proportionate to the perceived damage.
Trixie Stane: You truly misunderstand the gravity of your transgression. To target a common member of the flock? That was a strategic misstep, a blatant disregard for established hierarchy and the unwritten rules of our domain. But to then set your sights on my family—specifically, my sister—that crosses a line you will regret for the remainder of your inconsequential existence. You didn’t just ‘lead her astray’; you actively sought to corrupt, to tarnish, to transform a beautiful young woman into an object for your gratification. You turned her into a sinner, yes, but in the ruthless calculus of power, you made her vulnerable. You used her as a pawn in your pathetic, fading game, a transparent attempt to reassert some semblance of relevance. And frankly, that’s precisely what I’ve come to expect from a washed-up, has-been Elitist like yourself. A pathetic little man, indeed. One who can barely meet my husband’s gaze, let alone stand as an equal.
Trixie Stane: Your reign crumbled for a reason, you cretin. It wasn’t just incompetence; it was a fundamental misunderstanding of how the world truly operates, a world where the strong prevail and the weak are… dealt with. You, a cretin, thought you could meddle with my family. That you could disrupt my carefully constructed order, and walk away unscathed. Let me be unequivocally clear: you are treading on dangerous ground, ground that I meticulously cultivated and control. And for that profound miscalculation, for the audacity to touch what is mine, you will pay a price that far exceeds any fleeting gratification you may have derived from your actions. Because this is perhaps the most personal things can get. You have made an enemy SOSA. An enemy that you should have fucking left alone.
(As she says this, Solomon Stane rises to his feet. He walks towards the altar and places his hand across it. He half-turns back towards the camera.)
Solomon Stane: SOSA, you blind fool, you think you see, but you just stare at shadows! You been livin’ in a dream, ain’t ya? You been livin’ in a goddamn lie! You think you know Solomon Stane? You think you faced me before? That was a ghost, a whisper in the wind, a memory from a time when the world was asleep. Before the ascension. Before I opened my eyes and saw the truth, the raw, bleeding truth of it all. The small victories you’ve had over me don’t matter none now. I am the mountain, SOSA, and I’m still growing. You think you beat me? You think you put me down? That was just the wind, brother, just the wind of my breath as I stirred the pot, as I got ready to show this world what real power looks like.
Solomon Stane: Look at me now, SOSA. Open your eyes and look! Look at the hell I’ve raised! Look at the havoc I’ve left in my wake! This ain’t no game, this ain’t no playground. This is the new world, and I’m the one burnin’ it down to build it back up again. From the ashes, a new truth rises, and you, you’re just dust in the wind, blowin’ away with all the other forgotten things.I walked into this very place a year ago, a different man, yeah. But the spirit, the fire, the truth was always there, simmering. And now? Now it’s a raging inferno! I took that Hardcore Championship, SOSA, not because I wanted it, but because it was mine to take! It was a testament to the chaos, a crown of thorns for a king who walks in shadows.
Solomon Stane: I’ve put down dogs like Methuselah, those old, broken beasts who thought they still had a bite. Decimated little sinners like Caroline, squashed ’em like bugs, barely even a stain on my boot. And those legends? Cameron Ella Ava and Xander Payne? Legends, they call ’em. I call ’em broken toys, shattered idols in a world that needs to be cleansed. I broke ’em, SOSA. I broke their spirits, I broke their bodies, and I watched ’em bleed out in the dirt. And you, you thought these were just games? You thought you could dance around the fire and not get burned? You thought there would be no consequences? No suffering? You thought you could walk through my garden, trample my flowers, and not feel the sting of the thorns? You forced my hand, SOSA. You put my hand around your throat, and now, I ain’t just gonna squeeze, no. I’m gonna savor it. Every last gasp, every last desperate twitch, every last fading flicker of life. I’m gonna watch it all drain away, and I’m gonna smile. Because you brought this on yourself, little man. You opened the door with your actions. Now I’m coming whether you like it or not.
(Solomon Stane places his hands on the altar and closes his eyes.)
Solomon Stane: You see, SOSA, there’s a line you don’t cross. A sacred line, drawn in my own blood and sacrifice. You disrespect my family, and you disrespect the very ground I walk on. And I ain’t gonna take kindly to that, not kindly at all. I will not, and I cannot, abide by it. Because these people, my people, they ain’t just a group. They’re my flesh and blood, even if they ain’t born from the same mother. They’re the ones who saw the truth in me when the world saw a madman. They pulled me from the abyss, as much as I pulled them. We saved each other, SOSA. We saved each other from the damnation of this fake world. I’ve spent too goddamn long with them, seen too much, bled too much. Every single one of them is my family, my spirit, my fire. And you, you went after my real blood. My kin. The ones who share the same spirit, the ones who truly understand the depth of my purpose. So now, I shall shed yours. Slow. Painful. A lesson for all to see.
Solomon Stane: You see, I am not the individual that you want to anger. If that ain’t been perfectly clear over the past year, if the screams ain’t reached your deaf ears, then I apologize. My apologies for not beating it into your skull sooner. But when we meet in that ring, SOSA, that sacred circle where truth is revealed, I’m gonna beat it into your head. Every single, goddamn, bone-shattering truth. You don’t got a goddamn clue what you are in for. You think you’re ready? You think you know the monster you’ve awakened? You ain’t seen nothing yet, SOSA. Nothing at all. And soon, you’ll see it all, right before your eyes go dark forever.
(Solomon Stane looks down at the altar now. There’s a smirk on his face. He is exuding confidence as he thinks about all things he’s going to do to SOSA Anderson.)
Trixie Stane: WHAT T-
(SOSA Henderson comes from behind and hits the Stole Yo Bitch on Solomon. He lays him out right on top of the altar. He then looks down at the barely conscious and bleeding Solomon. He takes his fingers and rubs into his bleeding forearm.)
SOSA Henderson: Amen to that asshole.
(He then draws a cross on Solomon’s chest in blood before walking right past Trixie Stane. She looks horrified as she runs over to Solomon. The camera follows the smiling Henderson as he exits the chapel.)
(Voltage fades to a separate room backstage, where Molly Waters can be seen seated in a chair near the camera. Molly has a smile on her face as the camera fades in, and after a moment she begins to speak.)
Molly Waters: Ladies and gentlemen, at this time please welcome the Hall of Famer who will now be taking on Methuselah at Pain for Pride… Minerva!
(The fans loudly cheer as the camera cuts to a seat across from Molly Waters, where the Hall of Famer is seen seated. Minerva has a smile on her face, and after this Molly continues.)
Molly Waters: Thank you for joining me here tonight. Last week we finally had confirmation that you’d be taking on Methuselah at Pain for Pride, and while for all of us watching that was a very exciting announcement, how does this feel for you?
(Minerva takes a brief moment to think, before beginning to answer Molly’s question.)
Minerva: It’s exactly what I’ve been waiting for. I understand now that Methuselah did all he did for the sake of getting under my skin, but I didn’t join this company for the sake of mind games. I’m here to face those at the very top and defeat them. Methuselah hasn’t had the season he had hoped to, and I’m sure we all know that. Time and time again he’s been defeated, and all of his attempts to capture the EAW World Championship have resulted in failure. I’ve been here long enough to know what he’s capable of though, especially when he’s performing at a stage like Pain for Pride, a show he has never missed in his entire career. I know better than to assume he’d let a show like this go to waste so easily, but that is exactly why I knew I wanted to face him there. I knew this was the time, and now regardless of Methuselah’s games, it looks like I’ll finally be getting that. Needless to say I’m glad, but trust me, I’ll be focused once it’s time to enter the ring.
Molly Waters: Well, with the amazing career you’ve had I have no doubts about that. With that being said I’d like to know exactly what this match means to you.
Minerva: It’s simple. It’s another challenge. A meaningful one. I’ve been here for a long time now, and throughout my time here there’s one thing that’s been consistent, that being that I’m not afraid of competition. When Jamie O’Hara was laying waste to members of the Voltage roster under the name Yhwach, I beat him at his own game and chose to strike first. When I won the Iconic Cup tournament for a second time, I challenged Kassidy Heart ahead of time rather than cashing in on her directly after a match, because I wanted to defeat her straight up with her having no excuses for her defeat. What I’m doing now is no different, because while many may not understand it, I know the importance of always aiming at the top. I know that it’s necessary to keep moving forward, and I may not have had the season I’ve wanted, but that doesn’t mean I need to end the season staying in place.
(Molly nods her head, taking in what Minerva is saying. After this, she begins to speak once more.)
Molly Waters: While we’re on that topic, there’s been a lot of talk between both you and your Pain for Pride opponent about your season. What do you think of the season you’ve had?
(Hearing this question once again causes Minerva to have to think, but she drops the smile that was on her face as she begins to speak.)
Minerva: When the season started, I think it was very clear what I wanted for myself. I wanted to become Champion again. Unfortunately, things did not go that way. Our team lost the War Games match thanks to an interference from Joso, and I spent such a large portion of my season fighting Drake King thanks to that. Yes I’d ultimately defeat him at King of Elite and thanks to this I had earned the opportunity to face Joso for the World Heavyweight Championship, but that didn’t end how I believed it would. It didn’t end with me not just adding more to my own legacy, but to EAW’s. Obviously that is disappointing, and that is putting it lightly. However, it’s only a matter of time before I work my way back to another World Championship. It may not be this season but it’ll be soon, especially after I take Methuselah down at Pain for Pride.
Molly Waters: Thank you for that, Minerva. Now, last week we saw things take a turn regarding your upcoming match with Methuselah, as while the match was confirmed, it happened in surprising fashion. Of course, there is something I’d like to ask regarding what we saw last week. What does a ‘blood oath’ entail?
(After hearing this, the smirk Minerva had on her face returns, and she begins to speak once more.)
Minerva: Last week Methuselah had set conditions for facing me at Pain for Pride. One of them was that we’d do this on his terms. The other was that I signed the contract using my own blood. He expected me to back down, but that’s not who I am. Not only was the contract signed with my blood, but with his as well, and come Pain for Pride he will-
(Before Minerva could finish her sentence, footsteps are heard inside of the room, causing both Minerva and Molly Waters to turn their attention towards it. Suddenly, the camera pans over as a chair is placed down, and Methuselah is seen taking a seat. Molly looks shocked to see Methuselah interrupt the sit-down interview like this, but Minerva is just staring at Methuselah, keeping a focused look on her face as she waits to see exactly why Methuselah is here. Methuselah however looks at Minerva with a calmer look on his face, as there’s clear tension inside of the room. After a moment, Minerva begins to speak.)
Minerva: Do I even need to ask why you’re here?
Methuselah: If that’s your question, I’m sure you already know. Molly Waters asked you a question regarding last week’s events, and what the meaning of this blood oath is, and a question like that should be answered by the one who forced you to spill your own blood to begin with. You didn’t just want any match at Pain for Pride. If you did, you wouldn’t have had any problem entering the 24/7 Battle Royal as other former Champions have in the past, nor would it have been above you to campaign for a match against anyone on your own brand. You targeted me because you know what I bring to this company. You know I’m unlike anyone else and you felt you could benefit from that fact. You had hoped that a match against me would fulfill whatever emptiness you had felt with your most pathetic season yet coming to an end. You sought war, but what you’ll receive is something else entirely. Last week you did not just sign a contract. You signed your death warrant.
(There’s a brief silence, as Molly Waters seems unsure of whether or not she should comment after having her interview interrupted in this fashion. Minerva doesn’t look amused, but Methuselah continues.)
Methuselah: Challenging me to a match at Pain for Pride was not a brave, nor admirable decision. You wanted this match because you needed it. You needed something you could cling to. You desperately searched for something you could use to make yourself feel better for your lack of success throughout the season, and you believed I was the one for the job because you know as well as I do that whatever setbacks I may have faced throughout the season do absolutely nothing to diminish my ability as a competitor. You know that come Pain for Pride, I’m the only opponent that could ever be worth your time, but that’s the problem, Minerva. You’re not worth mine. For all the trouble you went through in order to get this match, you’ll soon be disposed of without any problem. You are going to be dismantled at Pain for Pride, because of all the Elitists you could’ve chosen, you chose me.
(The two Elitists stare at each other, and eventually, Minerva begins to speak once more.)
Minerva: And you think I made that decision without knowing what to expect?
Methuselah: For you to so easily fall for a trick as simple as ignoring you suggests that you did. Is it wrong for me to believe you’re walking into your own funeral knowing that you’ve already let your emotions lead you to failure just a few weeks ago?
Minerva: If this kind of mindset was such a mistake, I don’t think I’d have made it as far as I have. I defeated Jamie O’Hara at Pain for Pride because I chose to strike first. I took the Universal Women’s Championship from your wife because I decided to call my shot and I wasn’t afraid of facing her head on. I didn’t make any mistakes, Methuselah. You laid me out once, but ultimately I got exactly what I wanted. I got my match against you. I have the opportunity I was looking for, and in case you’ve forgotten what happened last week, I made sure I wasn’t the only one here spilling blood. Trust me I know exactly what I’m doing, and it’s ending my season on a high note.
(After a moment, a smirk appears on the face of Methuselah as he just shakes his head.)
Methuselah: Why do you feel that anything you may have experienced in the past is comparable to a match against me at Pain for Pride? You didn’t know what you were getting yourself into when you challenged me, and you certainly don’t now that the match has been made official. The only thing you know is that I’m the one in control of what happens come Pain for Pride. You know that I’m the one who decides how our match will play out. Doing this on our terms doesn’t just mean I give you the match you want. It doesn’t just mean that you’ll have to deal with the fight you asked for. It means that when this ends, it’ll be because I decided it was time. It means that you have no control over what’ll happen at Pain for Pride, and that’s not a threat, nor is it a warning. It’s the truth, and there is absolutely nothing you can do to prevent that from being the truth. This is it for you.
(After saying this, Minerva remains silent for a moment, digesting everything that was said by Methuselah. When she looks back to Methuselah however, it’s with a cold look on her face.)
Minerva: Methuselah, I don’t care if you call yourself Gawd, or the Demiurge, or by any other name. You said Gawd was dead heading towards Grand Rampage, but at Pain for Pride I’ll gladly be the one who does the finishing blow to Ryan Adams. You’re not the first Elitist to try to convince me that I am walking into a trap by facing them, and given the nature of this company I’m sure you won’t be the last. This belief never sticks though, and there’s a reason for that. I don’t need you to be like any opponent I have faced before, because it never mattered the circumstances I faced. It never mattered who I was up against. At times like this I come out on top no matter what I need to do in order to do it, and Pain for Pride will be no different. I want to defeat you Methuselah, and if you think I won’t pull out all the stops and leave you laid out in your own blood once again in order to do it, you don’t know who I am.
Methuselah: I know exactly who you are, and I know what you are. Right now, you’re desperate. You’re desperate because you know that when this match doesn’t end in your favor, you’ll be left with absolutely nothing. You’ll be walking into next season not starting from square one as you did this season, but starting from rock bottom. You need this match and that is why you’re so eager to draw blood. You won’t survive, Minerva. I’m not here to cater to you. I don’t exist for the sake of elevating your career to greater heights. I will crush you next week, and once you’ve been destroyed, you’ll have nowhere left to go. You know your time is coming Minerva, but what you need to understand is that there’s nothing you can do to stop it. You are going to fail, and you’re going to fail miserably. Don’t expect great things from Pain for Pride, because I can guarantee that no matter how hard you try, no matter how desperately you may want this, or even need this, they’re not coming.
Minerva: This is who I have always been, Methuselah. This isn’t just about finding a way to push myself back up following my loss to Joso months ago. I’ve always looked for competition. I’ve always been willing to face those who I feel are worth facing, and you’re no exception to that. I know who you are. I know what you’ve done, you’re not wrong about that. It’d be foolish of me to ignore everything you’ve done because of one bad season, but couldn’t the same be said for your opponent? You’re not speaking to just any Elitist. You’re speaking to someone who has already faced and beaten the best. You’re speaking to the most dangerous person you could’ve possibly faced at Pain for Pride this year, and this isn’t a match you’ll just be able to walk out of unscathed. I already know what I’m getting myself into. I’m not expecting an easy victory, nor do I think you’ll go down without fighting. I’m just expecting to put you down one way or another, and no matter what you throw at me, I am going to find a way to get the job done. That’s who I’ve always been, and that’s not going to change.
(The two Elitists stare at each other as there’s another brief moment of silence. Molly Waters is still seated watching the back and forth between the two, and she turns towards Methuselah, waiting to see what he’s going to say as he begins to speak once more.)
Methuselah: It never changed? Minerva, you choose to keep speaking on the past, reminding me of your encounters against my wife as well as the former Yhwach O’Hara, but when you chose to attack Jamie, you said that you knew your time was coming. You claimed that you did what you did to get ahead of him, and even Jamie seemed to agree. Even when it comes to the Universal Women’s Championship you were merely using your right as the Iconic Cup winner. What I’ve seen from you over the last few weeks wasn’t an Elitist ready for competition. It wasn’t someone ready to take out a looming threat. It was someone starved of attention, praying that someone would notice her. I was always paying attention, but you couldn’t recognize that because you needed me to give you the answer you were looking for. You wouldn’t rest until I caved and accepted your challenge for Pain for Pride, but your actions have gotten you nowhere.
Minerva: They got me to the match I wanted, didn’t they?
Methuselah: Sure, but soon you’ll realize it wasn’t worth it. You’re not the Elitist I had any intentions of facing at Pain for Pride, but by no means will I be allowing you to pick up a victory at my expense. This was never your match. Don’t allow what happened last week to fool you, Minerva. Don’t walk into this match blinded by your own arrogance. You’ve set yourself up for failure, and failure is all you’ll face next week.
(After hearing this, Minerva leans her head forward, staring at Methuselah as she begins to respond.)
Minerva: If you want to defeat me at Pain for Pride you’ll need to kill me, and in case you have not figured it out yet, that’s easier said than done. There’s a reason I’ve made it this far, and I invited you to stand in my way and face me at Pain for Pride, but you won’t be the one to do what nobody else before you has been able to. You’ve already faced more than enough failure this season, but at Pain for Pride you will face your worst one all season long, because I won’t just defeat you. Blood will be spilled at Pain for Pride, and when it happens, you’ll realize exactly why I challenged you. I didn’t do it because I was delusional, or because I was underestimating what you’re capable of at this stage of your career. I did it because no matter what you’re capable of, it’s not going to be enough to take me down.
(Minerva stops speaking after this, staring at Methuselah as she waits to see what he will say. Methuselah takes some time before beginning to speak, only saying one more sentence to Minerva.)
Methuselah: I can’t expect you to understand it now, but in one week you’ll see just how wrong you really are.
(Methuselah stops speaking after that, and the two Elitists stare daggers into each other as both of the competitors in this Pain for Pride match appear to be ready and focused. Molly Waters is seated in between them, unsure of what to think seeing how high tensions have risen after what was supposed to be just a sit-down interview. There’s one more shot of the staredown between Minerva and Methuselah, until finally Voltage fades back to ringside.)
(Promotional ad for Pain for Pride, where the British Invasion defends the Unified Tag Team Championships against Elysium and Fire & Ice.)
[SCREENBAR – Road to Redemption 2024]
(The camera cuts to Bella Braxton standing inside the Extreme Elimination Chamber.)
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS THE EXTREME ELIMINATION CHAMBER MATCH!
Bella Braxton: AND IS FOR THE EAW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!!
(“Apostle’s Warning” by Mobb Deep blares throughout the arena first, receiving a loud reaction from fans in attendance as Michael Machina steps through the curtain, sporting thumbtack timberland boots. Machina hops up and down on the stage area, channeling his intensity, and strikes a pose on the stage. Machina marches down to the chamber, heading up the steps to enter.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first!! Hailing out of Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 240 pounds…HE IS THE MONEYMAKER…MICHAEL MACHINA!!
James Peters: Tonight, Michael Machina enters unfamiliar territory, that being the Extreme Enigma Battle Royal.
Rich Russillo: Each competitor in this match will go through hell. That is guaranteed.
James Peters: But it’s the price they’re willing to pay, so they can end the year off as Champion.
(‘Number One’ by Shirō Sagisu & Hazel Fernandes plays to a positive reaction from the fans. Limmy saunters on the stage area, and Limmy looks around, soaking in the reaction from fans before he walks to the chamber. Limmy looks the dangerous structure up and down before heading up the steps, dragging the PURE Championship along, drawing upon the history various men in the match have with it. The title having been modified, the gems being replaced with thumbtacks.)
Bella Braxton: Residing out of Golden Beach, Florida, weighing in at 227 pounds…HE IS THE ACE OF ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING…LIMMY MONAGHAN!!
Rich Russillo: Limmy has been World Champion before, and tonight, looks to become Champion again.
James Peters: But there are some factors that may stand in his way a bit…
(“It Follows” by Cane Hill plays to a mixed reaction from fans, and Xander Payne walks onto the stage area, carrying a bat with nails, barbed wire, and spikes sticking out of it. Xander goes up the steps, entering the chamber, and points the bat at Limmy before backing into his respective pod.)
Bella Braxton: Hailing out of Toronto, Canada, weighing in at 255 pounds…XANDER PAYNE!!
James Peters: Here’s one. Xander Payne has made it his mission to enact revenge on Limmy.
Rich Russillo: And I don’t doubt what Xander is capable of. Once pushed, he becomes the devil himself.
(Xander’s pod gets closed, and “Praise Gawd” by Kanye West blares throughout the arena to a mixed reaction from fans, some who are actually in the favor of Methuselah, preferring somebody new walk out with the Championship. Methuselah walks through fog, and stops himself on the ramp, striking his signature pose with flames rising in the background, holding a modified cattle prod in hand.)
Bella Braxton: And his opponent!! Residing from The Ether, weighing in at 17 stone…HE IS…METHUSELAH!!
James Peters: Methuselah has been looming over the EAW World Championship all season thus far, but it has managed to elude even The Gawd.
Rich Russillo: But tonight, Methuselah can rectify that. Though, Jake Smith isn’t the only man he should be keeping an eye out for…
(“Kamikaze” by RedHook plays to a negative reaction from fans as Daryl Kinkade makes his way onto the stage. Daryl removes his hood, and poses on the stage before marching his way down to the ring, holding a barbed wire cricket bat.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first! Hailing out of Norwich, England, weighing in at 225 pounds, accompanied to the ring by Halsey Neel and Pandora Paisley, representing The British Invasion…HE IS THE KINK OF ELITE…DARYL KINKADE!!
James Peters: So, all four pods have been taken. It’ll be Daryl Kinkade starting things off against Jake Smith.
Rich Russillo: I do not envy our champion. He’s been placed in a bad spot, starting in the ring.
Persephone: If Jake Smith can somehow make it through that, I give up. His reign of terror is never ending.
(‘Self-Help Tape’ by Moses Sumney plays…)
(And Jake Smith makes his way onto the stage area with a smug expression on his face, receiving a chorus of boos from the fans in attendance. Jake removes the World Championship from around his waist, and raises it high before placing it back on his shoulder. Jake puts his finger up, reminding himself of something, and goes backstage briefly, retrieving his weapon for the EEC. But carries it to the ring with a black tarp over it.)
Bella Braxton: Residing out of Atherton, California, weighing in at 210 pounds…HE IS THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION… THE PROCESS…JAKE SMITH!!
Persephone: Is this guy serious?
James Peters: Jake playing mind games with the commissioner, but now isn’t the time for games… he needs to focus.
Rich Russillo: And I’m curious. What’s under the black tarp? It looks almost… life size.
(‘Self-Help Tape’ fades out in the background, and Jake Smith removes the tarp, revealing his weapon to be… a lifesize cut out of Bea Valentine wrapped in barbed wire.)
(Michael Machina shakes his head, and begins banging on his pod glass in anger. Meanwhile, all Jake can do is laugh as the referee signals for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
James Peters: Well, despite Jake’s odd choice of a “weapon,” the bell has rung, so the Extreme Elimination Chamber is officially underway. Starting things off will be the World Champion, and Daryl Kink-
**CRASH!!**
Rich Russillo: OH MY GOD!
(Both Jake Smith and Daryl Kinkade stop what they’re doing, and turn towards the noise.)
Rich Russillo: NO WAY!
James Peters: MICHAEL MACHINA HAS KICKED OPEN HIS POD!
Rich Russillo: CAN HE DO THAT?!
James Peters: ARE YOU GONNA BE THE ONE TO TELL HIM NO?!
Rich Russillo: GOOD POINT! AND LOOK AT JAKE SMITH! JAKE IS FROZEN WITH FEAR! MICHAEL MACHINA HAS KICKED OPEN THE POD, AND NO DOUBT WANTS TO GET HIS HANDS ON SMITH FOR THAT CARDBOARD CUTOUT OF BEA!
James Peters: JAKE HAS MADE A HUGE MISTAKE, PROVOKING THE BEAST LIKE THIS! MICHAEL MACHINA IS THE LAST MAN YOU WANNA PISS OFF!
(Michael Machina walks through the opening created in his pod, the glass barely hanging on the hinges, and stands on the outside briefly, fuming as he stares a hole into the World Champion, who remains frozen with fear. Jake manages to snap out of it, and looks toward Daryl Kinkade, who backs into the corner, deciding to stay out the way for now, not wanting to wind up in Michael’s path of destruction.)
Daryl Kinkade: (off-mic) He’s all yours, bruv!
Persephone: Jake’s about to shit himself! This is great! :mjlol:
Rich Russillo: AND MICHAEL MACHINA DASHES INTO THE RING, BUT JAKE- JAKE THROWS THAT CARDBOARD CUTOUT IN MIKEY’S PATH!
James Peters: HOWEVER, MICHAEL MACHINA SWATS IT ASIDE, AND CONTINUES TO MARCH AFTER JAKE, WHO HAS LEFT THE RING!
Rich Russillo: WHAT THE- JAKE IS DEMANDING FOR THE CHAMBER DOOR TO BE OPENED! :mjlol:
Persephone: What a pussy!
Rich Russillo: ONLY WAY THAT’LL HAPPEN IF IS SOMEBODY GETS ELIMINATED, WHICH… JAKE MIGHT BE DANGER OF ONCE MICHAEL MACHINA CATCHES UP TO HIM!
James Peters: JAKE REALIZES HE’S WASTING TIME, AND STARTS TO RUN AWAY AS MICHAEL MACHINA EXITS THE RING!
Rich Russillo: RUN, JAKE! RUN!
James Peters: JAKE IS RUNNING AROUND THE RING, BUT MICHAEL MACHINA IS KEEPING PACE, STAYING NOT TOO FAR BEHIND! A PREDATOR HUNTING AFTER HIS PREY!
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL MACHINA SHOULD NOT BE THAT FAST, ESPECIALLY FOR A MAN HIS SIZE!
James Peters: MEANWHILE, IN THE RING, DARYL KINKADE IS LOVING ALL THIS!
Rich Russillo: WHY WOULD HE NOT?! MICHAEL MIGHT JUST KILL JAKE SMITH, AND THAT’D BE ONE COMPETITOR DOWN! ALONG WITH A GUARANTEED NEW CHAMPION!
James Peters: SPEAKING OF- JAKE! JAKE FINALLY GETS CAUGHT BY MACHINA, WHO HOISTS HIM UP FOR A .50 CAL POWERBOMB!!
Rich Russillo: WAIT! JAKE STARTS TO CLIMB UP THE EXTREME ELIMINATION CHAMBER STRUCTURE, HAVING GRABBED HOLD OF IT TO SAVE HIMSELF!
James Peters: MICHAEL TURNS AROUND, QUICKLY GRABBING A HOLD OF JAKE’S ANKLE TO PREVENT HIM FROM CLIMBING UP ANY FURTHER!
Rich Russillo: BUT CANT AS JAKE FIGHTS BACK WITH A BOOT TO HIS FACE! MICHAEL MACHINA STAGGERS BACK, HOWEVER, I THINK THAT ONLY ANGERED THE BIG MAN EVEN MORE!
James Peters: MICHAEL MACHINA IS IRATE, AND BEGINS CLIMBING UP THE STRUCTURE HIMSELF! BUT YOU BETTER HURRY, MICHAEL! BECAUSE JAKE SMITH IS TRYING TO SQUEEZE OUT THROUGH AN OPENING AT THE TOP!
Rich Russillo: JAKE GETS HIS UPPER BODY THROUGH-
James Peters: BUT MICHAEL MACHINA GRABS HOLD OF HIM IN TIME, AND DRAGS JAKE OUT THE OPENING BY HIS BELT! NOW, BOTH MEN ARE SIDE BY SIDE ON THAT STRUCTURE! PRECARIOUS POSITIONING!
Rich Russillo: FOR ONCE, JAKE TAKES THE FIGHT TO MICHAEL MACHINA THIS TIME, SLAMMING HIM FACE FIRST OFF THE UNFORGIVING STEEL!
Persephone: Jake has finally grown some balls. Good for him. BUT I WANNA SEE MICHAEL KILL THIS FUCKER!
James Peters: WELL, MICHAEL MACHINA IS RATTLED AFTER BEING SLAMMED FACE FIRST OFF THAT STEEL, AND JAKE BOUNCES HIM OFF IT AGAIN! MICHAEL IS DAZED AT THIS POINT, AND MAY FALL OFF WITH ONE MORE COLLISION LIKE THAT!
Rich Russillo: JAKE GRABS MACHINA’S HEAD, AND TRIES IT FOR A THIRD TIME!
James Peters: BLOCKED! MICHAEL MACHINA BLOCKED IT!
Rich Russillo: AND JUST LIKE THAT, THE CONFIDENCE JAKE WAS STARTING TO REGAIN IS INSTANTLY LOST AS MICHAEL MACHINA SHAKES HIS HEAD, INTENSITY IN HIS EYES! YOUR MOVE, CHAMP! :mjgrin:
James Peters: AND JAKE… STARTS RETREATING ONCE MORE!
Persephone: Oh, cmon!
Rich Russillo: JAKE QUICKLY MAKES HIS WAY OVER TO THE TOP OF MACHINA’S NOW EMPTY POD, AND ATTEMPTS CRAWLING DOWN ON THE OTHER SIDE! BUT MACHINA FINDS HIS WAY ATOP THE POD AS WELL, AND GRABS JAKE BY THE HAIR BEFORE HE CAN GET TOO FAR!
James Peters: OH NO! MICHAEL MACHINA HAS FINALLY GOT HOLD OF JAKE SMITH AGAIN, AND PULLS HIM BACK UP TO THE TOP OF THE POD! DARYL KINKADE IS STILL WATCHING FROM DOWN BELOW, GETTING A GOOD VIEW OF THE ACTION!
Rich Russillo: HONESTLY, DARYL HAS BEEN SMART! STAYING OUT THE WAY, BUT YOU HAVE TO WONDER WHEN HE’LL SEEK TO STRIKE!
James Peters: FOR NOW, HE’S ENJOYING HIMSELF AS MICHAEL MACHINA HAS BROUGHT JAKE BACK TO THE TOP OF THAT POD! MAINTAINING A HANDFUL OF HAIR!
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL MACHINA IS GOING TO MAKE SURE THAT JAKE HAS NOWHERE TO GO!
James Peters: JAKE IS TRYING TO BEG MACHINA OFF, BUT MACHINA ISN’T TRYING TO HEAR IT, AND BOUNCES JAKE FACE FIRST OFF THE GLASS WALL!
**BANG!!**
Rich Russillo: DID YOU HEAR THAT SMACK JAKE’S FACE MADE?!
Persephone: Music to my ears! 😌
James Peters: OH, AND MICHAEL SLAMS HIM FACE FIRST OFF THAT GLASS WALL AGAIN! AND AGAIN! AND AGAIN!
Rich Russillo: AND SOME WILL SAY THAT JAKE SMITH IS GETTING EXACTLY WHAT HE DESERVES!
Persephone: I’m some!
James Peters: AND LOOK INTO THE EYES OF SMITH! JAKE IS OUT ON HIS FEET! THOSE REPEATED SLAMS INTO THE GLASS WALL HAS TAKEN A TOLL ON HIM, AND MICHAEL MAPS OUT HIS NEXT MOVE!
Persephone: It’s never good when he thinks!
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL HOOKS JAKE UP FOR A SUPERPLEX OFF THE POD! BOTH MEN WILL HIT HARD BACK INSIDE THE RING! THAT IS IF IT CONNECTS!
Persephone: See?!
James Peters: JAKE FIGHTS IT OFF! HOLDING HIS WEIGHT DOWN TO BLOCK, AND MICHAEL MACHINA TRIES TO HOIST HIM AGAIN! BUT JAKE BLOCKS IT FOR A SECOND TIME IN A ROW!
Rich Russillo: JAKE THEN BREAKS MACHINA’S GRIP WITH A SHOT TO THE RIB CAGE, AND SENDS HIM SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE GLASS WALL! GETTING AN OUNCE OF REVENGE!
James Peters: MICHAEL MACHINA IS STUNNED AS HE LEANS UP AGAINST IT, AND JAKE GRABS HIS HEAD, SENDING THE BACK OF IT INTO THAT GLASS WALL HARD!
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL SINKS DOWN TO A SEATED POSITION, BUT THAT DOESN’T STOP JAKE FROM CONTINUING TO BANG HIS HEAD OFF THAT WALL AGAIN, AND AGAIN, AND AGAIN!
James Peters: :wow: Of course, the World Champion couldn’t himself…
(Jake stops the onslaught on Machina briefly, and turns his back to him, facing the audience while he stands atop that pod, so he can spread his arms to taunt, soaking in the negative reaction from fans.)
Persephone: :boo:
(Jake then flips the bird with both hands, only amplifying the boos even more, and turns his attention back over to Machina, who remains dazed.)
James Peters: Jake has finally gained some semblance of an upper hand on Machina, but I have to doubt how wise it was to taunt in a crucial moment like this.
Rich Russillo: Trust the process, James.
Persephone: Ugh. Don’t ever say that again.
Rich Russillo: :kyrie: Well, Jake Smith has brought Machina back to his feet, and hooks him up too for a SUPERPLEX OFF THAT CHAMBER POD!
James Peters: BUT MICHAEL MACHINA BLOCKS IT AS WELL, AND MANAGES TO FIGHT BACK WITH A SHOT TO THE RIB CAGE ALSO! MACHINA FOLLOWS IT UP WITH A RIGHT, AND JAKE GOES DOWN TO A KNEE!
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL DELIVERS ANOTHER RIGHT, AND JAKE GOES DOWN TO A BOTH KNEES BEFORE SLITHERING OFF THE POD, AND ONTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! MICHAEL DROPS TO ALL FOURS, AND GRABS HOLD OF JAKE’S HAIR AGAIN, NOT LETTING HIM GO THAT EASILY!
James Peters: BUT JAKE! JAKE HOOKS MACHINA UP FOR A SUPERPLEX FROM OUTTA NOWHERE- AND LOOK AT DARYL! DARYL TOSSES THE CRICKET BAT ASIDE MOMENTARILY, AND CLIMBS UP TO THE MIDDLE ROPE! HOOKING JAKE UP IN AN ELECTRIC CHAIR POSITION AT THE SAME TIME!
Rich Russillo: HEY, NO WAY! YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME-
James Peters: OOH! JAKE SMITH SUPERPLEXES MACHINA OFF THE POD, BUT DARYL ELECTRIC CHAIR DROPS HIM OFF THE TOP ROPE IN THE PROCESS FOR A TOWER OF DOOM!
Rich Russillo: BOTH JAKE AND MACHINA ARE DOWN, AND DARE I SAY, OUT! MEANWHILE, DARYL HAS A DECISION TO MAKE! PIN EITHER MACHINA OR JAKE! WHOS HE GONNA CHOOSE?! BOTH MEN LIE PRONE!
James Peters: … AND DARYL MAKES HIS DECISION! OPTING TO PIN JAKE AFTER SHOOTING THE HALF! THIS CAN GUARANTEE US A NEW CHAMPION!
Persephone: God knows that’s what we need!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHH-
Rich Russillo: KICKOUT! AND DARYL KINKADE IS A BIT ANNOYED, BUT MAINTAINS HIS COMPOSURE, CRAWLING INTO THE COVER ON MACHINA!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
James Peters: SHOULDER UP! MICHAEL MACHINA STAYS ALIVE! IT WON’T BE EASY TO PUT DOWN THAT MOUNTAIN OF A MAN JUST YET!
Rich Russillo: DARYL POUNDS THE MAT IN FRUSTRATION, HAVING BELIEVED HE CHOSE THE OPPORTUNE TIME IN THAT MOMENT!
James Peters: BOTH MACHINA AND JAKE WERE TOO BUSY BEING PREOCCUPIED WITH EACH OTHER, THEY FORGET THE THREAT INSIDE THE RING! THAT BEING DARYL KINKADE!
Rich Russillo: AND DARYL HAS RETRIEVED THAT BARBED WIRE CRICKET BAT!
James Peters: UH-OH, THIS CAN’T BE GOOD! DARYL EYES BOTH MEN UP AS THEY BEGIN TO STIR! JAKE RISES TO ALL FOURS, AND SO DOES MICHAEL MACHINA!
Rich Russillo: ANNNNNNNDDDDDDDDDDD- BAM! JAKE SMITH GETS WHACKED ACROSS THE BACK WITH THAT BAT FIRST, AND WRITHES IN PAIN ON THE CANVAS! MEANWHILE, MICHAEL MACHINA IS LEFT, AND DARYL WHACKS HIM ACROSS THE BACK WITH THAT BAT TOO!
James Peters: Think Machina is regretting leaving his pod early at this moment?
Persephone: It was worth it seeing him beat the shit outta Jake!
Rich Russillo: Something tells me it’s about to get a lot worse for our World Champion!
James Peters: Jake Smith goes to pull himself back with assistance from the ropes, but can only get to his knee before Daryl reaches over with the cricket bat!
Rich Russillo: CORRECTION: A BARBED WIRE CRICKET BAT! AND DARYL REACHES OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH THAT BAT, GRINDING IT ACROSS JAKE SMITH’S FOREHEAD WHILE HE IS HUNG ON THAT MIDDLE ROPE!
James Peters: OH MY GOD, YOU CAN HEAR THE SCREAMS OF AGONY BY JAKE!
Persephone: I know! This is GREAT!
Rich Russillo: NO FIVE COUNT, BUT DARYL DOES GET SHOVED BACK SLIGHTLY BY SMITH! AND JAKE REMAINS ON A KNEE, LEANED UP AGAINST THE MIDDLE ROPE AS BLOOD STARTS TO POUR DOWN HIS FOREHEAD!
(Daryl Kinkade likes what he sees, and sets the cricket bat down in the center, positioning it for something…)
James Peters: Uh-oh, cruel intentions in the mind of Daryl Kinkade, who retrieves Jake, and stands him back up…
Rich Russillo: Daryl positions Jake in front of that cricket bat, and begins to unload with RIGHT HAND AFTER RIGHT HAND! JAKE IS REELING! HE IS BARELY ABLE TO STAND FROM THE REPEATED BLOWS, AND DARYL KINKADE RUNS OFF THE ROPES! BUILDING MOMENTUM FOR A…
James Peters: MONKE FLIP!!
Rich Russillo: DARYL KINKADE JUST SPIKED JAKE HEAD FIRST ONTO THAT BARBED WIRE BAT WITH A FRONT FLIP DDT, AND CRAWLS INTO THE COVER, HOOKING THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEE-
James Peters: NEW CHAMPI- NO! JAKE POPS THE SHOULDER UP!
Rich Russillo: WELL, REGARDLESS OF IF YOU RESPECT THE MAN’S CHARACTER, YOU HAVE TO RESPECT HIS ABILITY INSIDE THAT RING!
James Peters: You’re right, Jake doesn’t NEED to take shortcuts! But he does, which makes it more disheartening. This guy could be a Champion people are proud of, but would rather do things like… fake his own death.
Persephone: Here’s hoping tonight leads to his very real death. 🙏
James Peters: Persephone…
Persephone: What? I’m serious! We need to kill this white boy!
James Peters: :roman:
Rich Russillo: I- moving on…
(Daryl makes it to all fours, contemplating his next move after Jake Smith kicked out. Daryl slides the cricket bat, now stained with Jake’s blood, out the way, and returns to his feet, backing into the opposite corner as Michael Machina starts pulling himself up in the corner. Meanwhile, Jake rolls out underneath the bottom rope, buying himself some time to recover as Daryl turns his focus over to Machina.)
James Peters: Well, Jake Smith has gotten a reprieve… for now at least while Daryl starts to focus his attention on Michael Machina… DARYL CHARGES IN WITH A RUNNING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT IN THE CORNER!
Rich Russillo: NO DOUBT JACKING THE JAW OF MACHINA- WHOA! DARYL SPENT TOO MUCH TIME IN THE CORNER AFTER THAT UPPERCUT, AND MACHINA MAKES HIM PAY FOR IT, GRABBING KINKADE AROUND THE WAIST, AND DEADLIFTING HIM UP OFF THE CANVAS!
James Peters: PANIC IS STARTING TO FORM ON DARYL’S FACE AS MACHINA MAKES HIS WAY TO THE CENTER, KEEPING HIM SUSPENDED OFF THE GROUND IN THAT REAR WAISTLOCK! …AND MICHAEL MACHINA PLANTS HIM WITH A BRIDGING GERMAN SUPLEX!
Rich Russillo: DARYL LANDED HIGH ON HIS NECK AND SHOULDERS! COULD THIS BE IT FOR HIM?!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
James Peters: KICKOUT!
Persephone: Imagine if he actually DID lose to that. :mjlol:
Rich Russillo: Well, Michael Machina is locked in regardless, and starts backing into the corner! Machina has Daryl in his sights!
James Peters: Daryl begins to stir, but I recommend he don’t turn around, because behind him waiting lies a… BULLET… FROM… HELL!
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL MACHINA CHARGES IN- BUT GETS CAUGHT! DARYL CAUGHT HIM WITH A CROSSFACE! “SHUT UP, BRUV” IS IN! CROSSFACE IS APPLIED, AND MACHINA HAS NOWHERE TO GO AS DARYL WRENCHES BACK ON THE HOLD! CENTER OF THE RING!
James Peters: NOW, DARYL WRENCHES EVEN FURTHER BACK ON THE SUBMISSION HOLD, AND MICHAEL MACHINA MAY HAVE NO OTHER CHOICE BUT TO TAP SOON!
Persephone: Wow, I thought it’d have been Jake first!
Rich Russillo: MACHINA RAISES HIS HAND! HE’S THINKING ABOUT IT-
James Peters: BUT DECIDES AGAINST IT AT THE LAST MINUTE!
Rich Russillo: IF ANYTHING, HE’S GOTTEN A SECOND WIND, AND BEGINS POWERING BACK TO HIS FEET!
James Peters: AND LOOK AT DARYL! DARYL CAN’T BELIEVE IT!
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL RISES BACK TO A VERTICAL BASE, MUSCLING DARYL UP IN A FIREMAN’S CARRY POSITION!
James Peters: AND MACHINA MAKES HIS WAY TO THE CORNER, CLIMBING UP TO THE MIDDLE ROPE WITH DARYL ON HIS SHOULDERS! THATS A FULLY GROWN MAN!
Rich Russillo: AND MICHAEL MACHINA IS MAKING IT LOOK EASY- NO, WAIT! DARYL SLITHERS DOWN HIS BACK, AND SUNSET FLIPS ONTO HIS FEET, ATTEMPTING TO PEEL MACHINA OFF THAT MIDDLE ROPE WITH A POWERBOMB!
James Peters: MACHINA IS HANGING ON FOR DEAR LIFE- BUT THE TOP TURNBUCKLE PAD COMES OFF!
Rich Russillo: AND DARYL STARTS WALKING WITH MICHAEL MACHINA UP FOR A POWERBOMB!! WE TALKED ABOUT MACHINA’S POWER, BUT LOOK AT HIS!
James Peters: DARYL KINKADE WITH A WICKED SITOUT POWERBOMB IN THE CENTER, GIVING MACHINA A TASTE OF HIS OWN MEDICINE! KINKADE HOLDS IT FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHH-
Rich Russillo: AND MICHAEL MACHINA EXPLODES OUT THE PINFALL ATTEMPT!
James Peters: Daryl lies back on the canvas, and POUNDS the mat in frustration once again. Daryl is looking for results, and hasn’t been able to find them just yet against either Machina or Smith thus far.
Persephone: Speaking of, is Jake still dow- of course he is.
Rich Russillo: The Champion is still recovering from that Monke Flip on the barbed wire cricket bat.
Persephone: That was hours ago! Be a man!
James Peters: For now, it remains Machina and Kinkade. Daryl approaches Michael, who is slowly stirring back to his feet. Kinkade stands him up, and goes for a right- BUT MACHINA BLOCKS IT, AND FIRES BACK WITH ONE OF HIS OWN!
Rich Russillo: DARYL IS DAZED, AND GETS CAUGHT WITH ANOTHER! THEN ANOTHER! MICHAEL WHIPS HIM OFF THE ROPES- BUT DARYL REVERSES!
James Peters: DARYL SENDS MACHINA TO THE ROPES INSTEAD, AND SLIPS BEHIND HIM AS HE COMES REBOUNDING BACK FOR A SLEEPER HOLD! SLEEPER HOLD APPLIED- BUT MICHAEL MANEUVERS HIMSELF INTO A STANDING SIDE HEADLOCK, AND BOUNCES DARYL OFF THE ROPES TO ESCAPE!
Rich Russillo: KINKADE COMES REBOUNDING BACK, AND MACHINA SLIPS BEHIND HIM FOR A SLEEPER HOLD! EXCEPT KINKADE STEALS A PAGE FROM MACHINA’S BOOK, AND MANEUVERS HIMSELF INTO A STANDING SIDE HEADLOCK, SO HE CAN BOUNCE MACHINA OFF THE ROPES TO ESCAPE- AND JAKE!
James Peters: JAKE SMITH RE-ENTERS THE FRAY, SLIPPING BEHIND MACHINA AS HE GOT BOUNCED OFF THE ROPES BY DARYL FOR A SLEEPER HOLD! NOW, JAKE HAS A SLEEPER HOLD APPLIED AS DARYL STAGGERS INTO THE CORNER!
Rich Russillo: JAKE HOPS ON MACHINA’S BACK, WRAPPING HIS LEGS AROUND THE WAIST TO FURTHER CINCH IN THAT SLEEPER!
James Peters: BUT MACHINA BUILDS MOMENTUM, BACKPEDALING JAKE INTO THE CORNER- COLLIDING WITH DARYL!
Rich Russillo: MACHINA SQUISHES JAKE BETWEEN HIMSELF AND KINKADE, WHO IS NOW STUNNED IN THAT CORNER! BUT JAKE REFUSES TO RELEASE THE SLEEPER HOLD, KEEPING HIS LEGS WRAPPED AROUND MACHINA’S WAIST!
James Peters: MACHINA MOVES OUT THE CORNER SLIGHTLY, AND BACKPEDALS JAKE INTO DARYL AGAIN! STILL, JAKE REFUSES TO LET GO, SO MACHINA DOES IT A THIRD TIME! FINALLY BREAKING THE SUBMISSION HOLD!
Rich Russillo: Michael staggers out the corner, but behind him, BOTH Jake and Daryl fall to seated positions in the same corner!
James Peters: And Michael Machina has a crazy idea in mind once looking back to notice!
Rich Russillo: Machina approaches… and begins to STOMPS A MUDHOLE INTO JAKE, WHO SITS IN FRONT OF KINKADE! MACHINA IS STOMPING A MUDHOLE WITH THOSE THUMBTACK TIMBERLAND BOOTS!
James Peters: CREATING PUNCTURE WOUNDS WHEREVER HE STOMPS, HITTING JAKE’S CHEST, AND HAND AS HE TRIES TO COVER UP HIS HEAD FROM RECEIVING THOSE STOMPS! BUT A FEW ARE SLIPPING PAST THE GUARD!
Rich Russillo: MACHINA FINALLY RELENTS, AND ROLLS JAKE OUT THE WAY, SO HE CAN GET TO DARYL! STOMPING A MUDHOLE INTO HIM AS WELL!
James Peters: MACHINA IMMEDIATELY TARGETS THE HEAD WITH THOSE STOMPS, CONTINUOUSLY BEATING ON DARYL IN THAT CORNER UNTIL HE CURLS INTO A BALL! BUT EVEN THEN, MACHINA KEEPS THE ONSLAUGHT COMING! PUNCTURE WOUNDS FORMING ALL OVER DARYL AS WELL!
Rich Russillo: MACHINA CANT GET TOO CARRIED AWAY, BECAUSE THE COUNTDOWN HAS STARTED!
(Machina starts using the rope for his assistance while pressing his boot down on the side of Daryl’s face. Those thumbtacks digging into his cheeks.)
Crowd: …5!
Crowd: …4!
Crowd: …3!
Crowd: …2!
Crowd: …1!
(**BUZZ!!**)
(Finally, Michael relents on punishing Daryl in the corner, and gets ready to turn his attention towards the next entrant. Michael stands his ground in the center as the light shines on various pods until stopping at one…)
Rich Russillo: Guys… METHUSELAH has been released from his pod!
James Peters: Oh my God, this has combustible written all over it! Methuselah! Michael Machina! I’m ready!
Persephone: Hell, I am too.
James Peters: If there is one man Machina wants to get his hands on other than Jake, it’s him. Methuselah has made a very big enemy out of Machina- hey, what’s Michael doing?
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL JUST GRABBED DARYL KINKADE, AND SENT HIM OUT THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE! NOW, HE HAS HOLD OF SMITH, AND LIFTS HIM UP IN A MILITARY PRESS POSITION!
James Peters: AND LAUNCHES HIM TO THE OUTSIDE AS WELL! JAKE HIT HARD, BUT MACHINA HAS CLEARED THE RING, WANTING IT TO BE JUST HIM AND METHUSELAH!
(Methuselah stands on the outside, a confident grin on his face, especially as he raises up the electric cattle prod, which shoots fire out the tips as opposed to electrodes.)
Rich Russillo: Well, if that was Methuselah’s attempt at striking fear into Machina, I don’t think it worked. Michael is standing his ground! UNARMED!
Michael Machina: (off-mic) What are you waiting for?! Let’s go!
Persephone: This guy has lost his mind.
James Peters: Michael Machina is daring Methuselah to get in the ring, and the Chairman obliges. Both men circle around now- AND METHUSELAH TAKES A JAB WITH THAT CATTLE PROD!
Rich Russillo: BUT MICHAEL MACHINA EVADES IT! METHUSELAH TRIES AGAIN- BUT MICHAEL AVOIDS IT ONCE MORE, AND STARTS TRYING TO WRESTLE IT OUT METHUSELAH’S HAND!
James Peters: MACHINA IS STRUGGLING TO PRY THOSE FINGERS OPEN, AND BLASTS METHUSELAH WITH A BACK ELBOW!
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH STAGGERS BACK, AND MACHINA HAS SUCCESSFULLY RETRIEVED THAT CATTLE PROD FROM OUT HIS HAND! NOW, TURNS AROUND-
James Peters: SPEAR!!
Rich Russillo: NO!!
(Methuselah skids to a seated position on the canvas, having had to halt his momentum fast as Michael Machina held out that cattle prod, and Methuselah almost ran head first into it.)
(Methuselah scoots back into the corner, trying to create space as Michael Machina inches closer and closer with that cattle prod in hand…)
James Peters: Michsel Machina is inching closer… cruel intentions in his mind with that cattle prod…
Rich Russillo: Methuselah is trapped… he’s scooted all the way back in that corner!
James Peters: BUT THE CHAIRMAN HAS AN EXTRA SLIP UP HIS SLEEVE, PULLING MICHAEL MACHINA FACE FIRST INTO THE TOP FIRST INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!
Rich Russillo: AND THE CATTLE PROD GOES FLYING TO THE OUTSIDE!
James Peters: METHUSELAH CAN RETRIEVE IT, BUT DOES HE HAVE THE TIME TO WASTE?!
Rich Russillo; THE CHAIRMAN MAKES A SPLIT SECOND DECISION, AND SCRAMBLES BACK TO HIS FEET, MARCHING TO THE OPPOSITE CORNER, SO HE CAN LINE MACHINA UP FOR A HELLUVA KICK! IF HE CONNECTS WITH THAT RAPTURE, MACHINA MIGHT BE ONE STEP CLOSER TO LIGHTS OUT!
James Peters: METHUSELAH CHARGES IN!
Rich Russillo: BUT GETS INTERCEPTED BY A BULLET FROM HELL!! :damn:
Persephone: :roman:
James Peters: MICHAEL MACHINA CAUGHT METHUSELAH WITH THAT BULLET FROM HELL! BUT HE ISN’T GOING FOR THE COVER!
Rich Russillo: NO, MICHAEL KNOWS THAT’LL ONLY STUN THE CHAIRMAN, AND BACKS INTO THE CORNER, LINING HIM UP FOR ANOTHER!
James Peters: METHUSELAH IS CLUTCHING AT HIS RIBS RIGHT NOW, AND LIKELY HAS NO IDEA WHAT’S BEHIND HIM!
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH SLOWLY RETURNS BACK TO HIS FEET, AND MACHINA CHARGES IN!
James Peters: BULLET FROM- BLOCKED! METHUSELAH BLOCKED IT WITH A PENALTY KICK TO THE FACE! JOLTING MACHINA UPRIGHT!
Rich Russillo: MACHINA SWINGS WILDLY WITH A CLOTHESLINE ATTEMPT, SHRUGGING OFF THAT BOOT, BUT METHUSELAH DUCKS UNDERNEATH, AND BOTH COMPETITORS GO RUNNING OFF OPPOSITE SETS OF ROPES!
James Peters: BULLET FROM HELL!!
Rich Russillo: BUT METHUSELAH WAS THINKING THE SAME THING WITH A SPEAR!
James Peters: BOTH MEN COLLIDE WITH ONE ANOTHER, AND BOTH MEN ARE DOWN!
Rich Russillo: THAT’S RIGHT! MACHINA IS DOWN! METHUSELAH IS DOWN! WHO WILL GET BACK TO THEIR FEET FIRST?!
Persephone: Oh, BROTHER!
James Peters: …Jake Smith has re-entered the ring.
(Jake looks around, seeing both Michael Machina down, and Methuselah down at the same time, knowing their easy pickings.)
Jake Smith: (off-mic) :mjlit:
Persephone: I really hate this guy.
Rich Russillo: Jake is watching as Michael Machina crawls toward the ropes, pulling himself back up slowly. Machina has no idea what’s behind him until he turns around… STARMAKER!
James Peters: JAKE CAUGHT MACHINA WITH THE JUMPING CUTTER, AND MICHAEL APPEARS TO BE DOWN AND OUT!
Rich Russillo: NOW, JAKE TURNS HIS ATTENTION TO METHUSELAH, WHO REMAINS SPRAWLED ON THAT CANVAS FOLLOWING THE HEAD ON COLLISION!
James Peters: JAKE GRABS METHUSELAH BY THE HAIR, AND SITS HIM UP OFF THE CANVAS! JAKE GOES TO RUN OFF THE ROPES, ATTEMPTING TO CONNECT WITH THAT SHINING WIZARD TO THE BACK OF METHUSELAH’S SKULL!
Rich Russillo: BUT DARYL KINKADE FLIES IN OUT OF NOWHERE WITH A SPRINGBOARD FOREARM!
James Peters: DARYL HAS TEMPORARILY NEUTRALIZED JAKE SMITH, AND SETS HIS SIGHTS ON METHUSELAH, PULLING THE CHAIRMAN BACK TO HIS FEET FOR A PUMPHANDLE PILEDRIVER!
Rich Russillo: DARYL PUMPHANDLES METHUSELAH ONTO HIS SHOULDER, BUT METHUSELAH SLIPS OUT THE BACK, COUNTERING BY PLACING DARYL KINKADE IN POSITION FOR A REVERSE DDT!
James Peters: BUT JAKE SMITH TRIES TO RE-ENTER THE FRAY- AND GETS SHUT DOWN BY METHUSELAH WHO CATCHES HIM!
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH CAUGHT SMITH AS HE CAME CHARGING IN, AND PLANTS HIM ONTO DARYL WITH A URANAGE SLAM, REVERSE DDT COMBO! SCORING A TWO FOR ONE!
James Peters: METHUSELAH PULLS DARYL BACK TO HIS FEET, AND HOOKS HIM UP FOR A FUTURE SHOCK DDT! METHUSELAH’S GOING TO SPIKE HIM WITH THE MK DRIVER!!
Rich Russillo: BUT DARYL DRIVES METHUSELAH BACK FIRST INTO THE CORNER, BREAKING THE MOVE!
James Peters: AND DARYL LIFTS HIM TO THE TOP ROPE BEFORE CLIMBING UP TO THERE HIMSELF! DARYL WITH AN AVALANCHE HURRICANRANA!!
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH ROLLS DARYL THROUGH FOR A SUNSET FLIP! LOOKING TO PULL A FAST ONE!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
James Peters: DARYL MANAGES TO KICK OUT! AND BOTH MEN RUSH BACK TO THEIR FEET! DARYL SWINGS WILDLY WITH A CLOTHESLINE- BUT METHUSELAH DUCKS UNDERNEATH IT, AND LANDS A KICK TO THE GUT! DARYL DOUBLES OVER, AND GETS HOOKED UP FOR THAT HELLFIRE IMPLANT DDT!
Rich Russillo: BUT DARYL COUNTERS WITH A SCHOOL BOY!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TW-
James Peters: METHUSELAH KICKS OUT, AND MOVES TO A PRONE POSITION ON THE CANVAS, BUT DARYL QUICKLY GRABS HOLD OF HIS ARM, AND LOCKS IN A BRIDGING FUJIWARA ARMBAR!
Rich Russillo: DARYL CALLS THAT CATCH 22, AND IS TRYING TO TEAR METHUSELAH’S SHOULDER OUT OF ITS SOCKET!
James Peters: BUT DARYL IS EXPOSED, AND JAKE SMITH TAKES FULL ADVANTAGE, SWINGING DOWN ONTO HIS ABDOMEN WITH THAT BARBED WIRE CRICKET BAT!
Persephone: For once, Jake Smith does something good!
Rich Russillo: JAKE CAUGHT DARYL ACROSS THE MIDSECTION WITH THAT BRIDGING FUJIWARA APPLIED, AND BROKE THE HOLD IN THE PROCESS! BUT I DONT THINK JAKE CARES!
(Daryl writhes in pain with his stomach visibly cut up from the barbed wire.)
James Peters: I THINK JAKE HAD NO CONFIDENCE IN METHUSELAH ACTUALLY TAPPING OUT!
Rich Russillo: SPEAKING OF, JAKE PLACES THAT BARBED WIRE CRICKET BAT ONTO METHUSELAH’S BACK, AND KEEPS HIS FOOT PRESSED DOWN ON IT, LETTING THAT BARBED WIRE RIP INTO THE CHAIRMAN’S SKIN AND FLESH!
James Peters: SCREAM BE HEARD, BUT JAKE SMITH IS SMILING WITH DELIGHT!
Rich Russillo: Finally, Jake relents, and notices Michael Machina beginning to stir. Jake grabs hold of that Bea Valentine cut out once more, and leans it up against the corner…
Jake Smith: (off-mic) Let’s go pay Phoebe a little visit.
James Peters: Jake grabs hold of Machina, and GOES TO PRESS HIM FACE FIRST INTO THAT BARBED WIRE CUTOUT!
Jake Smith: (off-mic) Cmon, don’t you want to give her a kiss?!
(Jake continues trying to press Machina face first into the barbed wire as hard as he can.)
Rich Russillo: JAKE WANTS MACHINA TO GIVE BEA A “SMOOCH!” BUT MACHINA BLOCKS IT, AND CONNECTS WITH A SHOT TO JAKE’S BODY! NOW, MACHINA TRIES TO PRESS JAKE FACE FIRST INTO THE BARBED WIRE!
James Peters: JAKE TRIES TO FIGHT IT OFF, BUUUUUUUT-
(Jake’s eyes grows wider with panic and fear as Michael Machina overpowers him, bringing Jake’s face closer to that barbed wire.)
James Peters: OOH! THERE IT IS!
Rich Russillo: MACHINA PUSHES JAKE FIRST INTO THAT BARBED WIRE ON THE CUTOUT, CAUSING SCREAMS OF AGONY FROM JAKE! THIS IS DEFINITELY NOT HOW HE THOUGHT THIS WOULD GO!
James Peters: BUT MACHINA SHOULD BE WEARY BECAUSE THE NEXT POD SHOULD BE EXPECTED TO OPEN VERY SOON!
Rich Russillo: RIGHT NOW, HE’S LOCKED IN ON INFLICTING AS MUCH DAMAGE HE CAN ON JAKE, CONTINUING TO PRESS HIS FACE INTO THAT BARBED WIRE! DIGGING INTO THE CHEEK, AND COMPLETE SIDE OF SMITH’S FACE!
James Peters: BUT THE COUNTDOWN HAS ALREADY BEGUN FOR THE NEXT ENTRANT! MICHAEL MACHINA NEEDS TO FOCUS!
Crowd: …5!
Crowd: …4!
Crowd: …3!
Crowd …2!
Crowd: …1!
(**BUZZ!!**)
(The light hovers over various pods, only Limmy and Xander Payne remaining… Limmy remains his usual self inside the chamber, that being cool, calm, and collected. But Xander Payne is chomping at the bit to get out with that modified baseball bat in hand, designed with nails, barbed wire, and spikes. Finally, the light stops on a specific pod…)
Rich Russillo: XANDER PAYNE HAS BEEN RELEASED FROM HIS POD!
James Peters: AND SIMILAR TO EARLIER, MICHAEL MACHINA IS THE ONLY MAN STANDING! BUT STANDS HIS GROUND INSIDE THE RING!
Rich Russillo: MACHINA IS DARING XANDER TO GET IN!
James Peters: AND- HEY, WHAT THE HELL?!
Rich Russillo: XANDER HAS MADE A BEELINE TOWARD LIMMY’S POD INSTEAD!
Persephone: Uh, moron! The ring is that way!
James Peters: I THINK HE KNOWS THAT, PERSEPHONE! BUT XANDER HAS BECOME SO OBSESSED WITH REVENGE, HE DOESN’T CARE ABOUT THE OTHER COMPETITORS!
Rich Russillo: XANDER IS REPEATEDLY HITTING THAT POD GLASS WITH HIS BASEBALL BAT!
James Peters: XANDER IS DISREGARDING THE RULES ENTIRELY, ATTEMPTING TO GET HIS MAN REGARDLESS!
(Limmy goes down to a knee, dropping his weapon in the process, and puts his forearm up to shield himself from the pod glass, which caves in, almost bonking him on the head.)
Rich Russillo: AND XANDER HAS SUCCESSFULLY BROKEN INTO LIMMY’S POD! XANDER REACHES INSIDE WITH ONE HAND, PULLING LIMMY OUT BY THE HAIR!
James Peters: BUT LIMMY EXPLODES WITH A RIGHT HAND! RIGHT HAND AFTER RIGHT HAND! AND XANDER DROPS THE BAT AS A RESULT! NOW, LIMMY LOOKS TO CAPITALIZE, PICKING THE BAT UP!
Rich Russillo: XANDER IS LEANED UP AGAINST THE POD, AND LIMMY TAKES A SWING WITH THE BAT, GOING FOR THE HEAD!
James Peters: BUT XANDER PAYNE DUCKS UNDERNEATH!
Rich Russillo: Limmy almost left those poor kids without a father!
Persephone: And they’d be better off for it, honestly.
James Peters: WHILE XANDER DUCKED UNDERNEATH THAT BASEBALL BAT SHOT, LIMMY STILL HAS IT IN HAND,AND XANDER TURNS AROUND TO NOTICE!
Rich Russillo: BUT BLASTS LIMMY WITH A KICK TO THE GUT! LIMMY DROPS THE BAT TOO, AND XANDER PULLS HIM IN FOR A POWERBOMB ATTEMPT! LAST SEDATION!
James Peters: NO! LIMMY COUNTERS WITH A BACK BODY DROP ON THE FLOOR! XANDER SITS UP, FAVORING HIS BACK IN PAIN, AND LIMMY GOES TO PICK HIM BACK UP!
Rich Russillo: LIMMY HAS LIFTED XANDER TO HIS FEET- BUT LOOK OUT ABOVE!
James Peters: DARYL KINKADE FROM OUTTA NOWHERE, WIPING BOTH XANDER AND LIMMY OUT WITH A CANNONBALL SENTON OFF THE TOP OF THE POD!
Rich Russillo: WHEN DID HE HAVE TIME TO GET UP THERE??
James Peters: MUSTA BEEN WHEN WE WEREN’T LOOKING!
Persephone: No shit, Captain Obvious!
James Peters: :kyrie:
Rich Russillo: WELL, XANDER AND LIMMY HAVE BEEN WIPED OUT MOMENTARILY! BUT AS DARYL RETURNS TO HIS FEET, THE ACTION HASN’T SLOWED DOWN, BECAUSE BACK INSIDE THE RING-
James Peters: BACK INSIDE THE RING, THE ACTION HASN’T STOPPED EITHER! NO, BECAUSE MICHAEL MACHINA KEEPS PRESSING JAKE’S FACE INTO THE BARBED WIRE ON THAT CUTOUT, EVEN GRINDING JAKE’S FACE ACROSS IT!
Rich Russillo: MACHINA HAS ENOUGH PUNISHING THE CHAMPION, AND DIRECTS HIM TO THE CENTER OF THE RING! MACHINA HOISTS JAKE UP IN A GORILLA PRESS! SIMILAR TO EARLIER, BUT I THINK HE’S GOING FOR THAT SIGNATURE MANEUVER HE CALLS HEATS DESCENT!
James Peters: GORILLA PRESS SLAM- HALTED! JAKE STARTS GOUGING AT MACHINA’S EYE!
Rich Russillo: MACHINA’S STRUGGLING TO KEEP HIM SUSPENDED, AND JAKE SLIPS OUT BEHIND HIM, LANDING ON HIS FEET! BUT MACHINA TURNS AROUND AS JAKE BACKPEDALS INTO THE CORNER, AND CHARGES IN WITH THE BULLET FROM HELL!
James Peters: BUT JAKE SIDESTEPS AT THE LAST MINUTE, SENDING MACHINA SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE RINGPOST!
Persephone: :yikes:
Rich Russillo: BUT METHUSELAH IS BEGINNING TO STIR, AND JAKE TURNS HIS ATTENTION OVER AS MACHINA TUMBLES OUT THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE!
James Peters: METHUSELAH RISES TO A KNEE, AND JAKE GOES FOR A SUPERKICK- BUT HE CATCHES IT!
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH CAUGHT THE BOOT, AND JAKE IS ATTEMPTING TO BEG HIS WAY OUT OF THIS PREDICAMENT AS METHUSELAH RISES TO A VERTICAL BASE! A DEVIOUS GRIN FORMING ON HIS FACE!
James Peters: METHUSELAH THROWS JAKE’S BOOT DOWN, AND JAKE TRIES TO LUNGE AT METHUSELAH- WHO DROPS HIM WITH A CLOTHESLINE! JAKE SCRAMBLES BACK TO HIS FEET, BUT GETS FLOORED WITH ANOTHER CLOTHESLINE!
Rich Russillo: JAKE RUSHES BACK TO HIS FEET, AND METHUSELAH BOUNCES HIM OFF THE ROPES! HOWEVER, JAKE COUNTERS, TURNING THE IRISH WHIP AROUND, AND SENDING METHUSELAH TO THE ROPES INSTEAD!
James Peters: JAKE DUCKS DOWN, PERHAPS SIGNALING FOR A BACK BODY DROP- BUT METHUSELAH SHUTS THAT DOWN WITH A PENALTY KICK TO THE FACE!
Rich Russillo: JAKE JOLTS UPRIGHT, STANDING ON WOBBLY LEGS! BUT SHOOTS FOR A CLOTHESLINE OF HIS OWN- THOUGH, METHUSELAH TRAPS THE ARM! METHUSELAH TRAPS THE ARM, AND TURNS IT INTO A HELLFIRE IMPLANT DDT! JAKE GOT SPIKED, AND METHUSELAH ROLLS HIM OVER, HOOKING THE LEG
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHRRRRRR-
James Peters: JAKE GETS THE SHOULDER UP!
Rich Russillo: AGAIN, YOU DON’T HAVE TO LIKE IT, BUT YOU HAVE TO RESPECT THE CHAMP STAYING IN THIS THING!
Persephone: I don’t gotta respect shit.
James Peters: Well, Methuselah sits up, thinking on what his next move will be to Jake…
Rich Russillo: BUT BACK ON THE OUTSIDE, DARYL KINKADE REGAINS HIS FOOTING AFTER THAT CANNONBALL SENTON FROM THE TOP, DIVING ONTO BOTH XANDER AND LIMMY!
James Peters: DARYL PULLS XANDER BACK UP, AND LEANS HIM UP AGAINST THE STEEL WALL! CONNECTING WITH A KNIFE EDGE CHOP ACROSS THE CHEST!
Rich Russillo: XANDER PUSHES PAST DARYL, TRYING TO CREATE SOME SPACE, BUT DARYL SPINS HIM BACK AROUND, AND NOW BOTH ENGAGE IN A HOCKEY FIGHT! XANDER THROWING RIGHTS, DARYL THROWING THEM AS WELL!
James Peters: BUT XANDER CATCHES HIM WITH A KNEE TO THE GUT, AND GOES TO SEND DARYL FACE FIRST INTO A POD! BUT DARYL COUNTERS, SENDING XANDER FACE FIRST INSTEAD!
Rich Russillo: RIGHT NOW, XANDER CAN BARELY STAND, AND SLOWLY TURNS AROUND, LEANING UP AGAINST THAT POD! DARYL CREATES SOME SPACE, AND RUSHES IN- BUT GETS LAUNCHED OVERHEAD OF XANDER WITH AN ALLEY OOP!
James Peters: ALLEY OOP SENDS DARYL FACE FIRST INTO THE POD! AND XANDER TURNS AROUND, NOTICING LIMMY PULL HIMSELF UP WITH ASSISTANCE FROM THE POD ADJACENT!
Rich Russillo: XANDER RUSHES IN!
**CRASH!!**
Persephone: Ha!
James Peters: WHOA! LIMMY MONAGHAN JUST SIDESTEPPED XANDER, AND XANDER GOES CRASHING THROUGH THE CHAMBER POD, TO THE OUTSIDE!
Rich Russillo: XANDER WAS SO BLINDED BY HIS HATE FOR LIMMY, HE’S WOUND UP MAKING A HUGE MISTAKE!
Persephone: What an idiot!
(Ringside referees swarm Xander, checking up on him as he lies motionless on the outside.)
James Peters: WILL PAYNE EVEN BE ABLE TO CONTINUE AFTER THAT?!
Rich Russillo: I DON’T KNOW, BUT I DO KNOW THAT BACK INSIDE THE RING, METHUSELAH IS LINING JAKE UP FOR A SPEAR! STALKING HIS PREY FROM THE CORNER!
James Peters: JAKE RETURNS BACK TO HIS FEET, AND METHUSELAH RUNS WITH A FULL HEAD OF STEAM! BUT JAKE CONNECTS WITH A SUPERKICK! METHUSELAH RAN RIGHT INTO A SUPERKICK, BUT REMAINS STANDING!
Rich Russillo: JAKE JUMPS UP FOR THE STARMAKER! BUT MID CUTTER ON METHUSELAH, GETS HIS LEGS CAUGHT IN POSITION FOR A POWERBOMB BY THE RETURNING MICHAEL MACHINA!
James Peters: METHUSELAH POPS JAKE UP IN PLACE FOR THE POWERBOMB, AND SMITH FLAILS HIS ARMS AROUND, PANICKING AS HE KNOWS WHAT COMES NEXT! …50 CAL POWERBOMB!!
Rich Russillo: NO! METHUSELAH CATCHES MICHAEL MACHINA WITH A SPEAR INSTEAD! MACHINA WAS DEFENSELESS WITH JAKE UP ON HIS SHOULDERS!
James Peters: AND MACHINA GOES DOWN, DROPPING JAKE IN THE PROCESS!
Rich Russillo: JAKE LANDED ATOP MACHINA’S CHEST, AND QUICKLY RUNS OFF THE ROPES AS METHUSELAH RISES TO A KNEE- SHINING WIZARD! RUNNING GOD COMPLEX TO THE FACE OF METHUSELAH!
James Peters: MACHINA IS DOWN! METHUSELAH IS DOWN! JAKE IS FEELING GOOD ABOUT HIMSELF, BUT CAN’T LOSE FOCUS AS LIMMY SPRINGBOARDS HIMSELF INSIDE THE RING AT JAKE!
Rich Russillo: BUT JAKE DUCKS UNDERNEATH WHATEVER HE HAD PLANNED, AND LIMMY ROLLS THROUGH TO HIS FEET!
James Peters: STARMAK- NO! LIMMY AVOIDS IT WITH A SCHOOL BOY, BUT DOES NOT HOLD THE COVER, AND ROLLS JAKE THROUGH FOR AN OUTER HEAVEN! HOOKING BOTH ARMS FOR THE PEDIGREE!
Rich Russillo: IT CONNECTS! JAKE GOT PLANTED! BUT DON’T TURN AROUND, LIMMY! BECAUSE DARYL KINKADE IS WAITING RIGHT THERE FOR YOU!
James Peters: LIMMY TURNS AROUND, AND EATS A KICK TO THE GUT! DARYL GOES FOR THE CROSS LEGGED FISHERMAN BUSTER THAT HE CALLS A BEAUTIFUL LIE!
Rich Russillo: BUT LIMMY FLOATS OVER THE MOVE, LANDING ON HIS FEET BEHIND HIM, AND SHOVES DARYL TOWARD THE ROPES!
James Peters: BUT DARYL REBOUNDS BACK WITH A HANDSPRING ROUNDHOUSE KICK, AND BOTH COMPETITORS GO DOWN! DARYL IS DOWN, LIMMY IS DOWN, METHUSELAH IS DOWN, MACHINA IS DOWN!
Rich Russillo: AND DON’T FORGET ON THE OUTSIDE, XANDER IS DOWN! XANDER WENT THROUGH THAT CHAMBER POD!
Persephone: Don’t remind me! That was hilarious!
James Peters: WELL, WHO WILL BE THE FIRST COMPETITOR BACK TO THEIR FEET?!
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH! METHUSELAH IS THE FIRST TO STIR, AND RETURNS TO A VERTICAL BASE WITH ASSISTANCE FROM THE ROPES! METHUSELAH STAGGERS OVER TO SMITH, WANTING TO GET HIS HANDS ON THE CHAMPION AFTER THAT GOD COMPLEX CONNECTED!
James Peters: JAKE GETS LIFTED BACK TO HIS FEET BY METHUSELAH- BUT JAKE EXPLODES WITH A SUPERKICK! WAIT, HE SAW THAT METHUSELAH WAS PREPARING TO BLOCK IT, AND SUPER KICKED HIM IN THE KNEE INSTEAD!
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH GOES DOWN TO A KNEEL, AND JAKE HOPS TO THE MIDDLE ROPE, LINING THE CHAIRMAN UP FOR THE PANAMA SUNRISE MANEUVER! JAKE GOES TO LEAP OFF FOR HELL ABOVE-
James Peters: BUT DARYL! DARYL COMES FROM OUTTA NOWHERE, AND SENDS METHUSELAH HEAD FIRST INTO JAKE’S GROIN! THE CHAMPION’S EYES LOOK READY TO BULGE OUT HIS HEAD AS HE SITS DOWN ON THAT TOP TURNBUCKLE!
Rich Russillo: MEANWHILE, DARYL SENDS METHUSELAH OUT THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE, AND SETS HIS SIGHTS BACK ON JAKE! IN THE OPPOSITE CORNER, DARYL SPOTS THAT EXPOSED TURNBUCKLE, WHICH MACHINA ACCIDENTALLY UNDID EARLIER, HANGING ON FOR DEAR LIFE TO AVOID A POWERBOMB FROM DARYL!
James Peters: WELL, DARYL HOISTS JAKE ONTO HIS SHOULDER IN POSITION FOR A SNAKE EYES, AND GOES TO BUILD MOMENTUM TOWARDS THAT CORNER! BUT LIMMY PULLS JAKE OFF DARYL’S SHOULDER, AND KINKADE TURNS AROUND, DUCKING UNDERNEATH A CLOTHESLINE ATTEMPT BY LIMMY!
Rich Russillo: DARYL KEEPS HIS MOMENTUM GOING, BOUNCING OFF THE ROPES- BUT GETS POPPED IN THE AIR BY LIMMY FOR A DEATH VALLEY DRIVER! HE CALLS THAT THE EXCALIBUR, AND DARYL COULD BE EASY PICKINGS IF LIMMY CHOOSES TO PURSUE!
James Peters: BUT NO, LIMMY SPOTS JAKE RISING TO A KNEE WITH ASSISTANCE FROM THE MIDDLE ROPE, AND THE IDEA CLICKS IN PLACE! LIMMY RUNS OFF THE OPPOSITE SET OF ROPES, AND DRILLS INTO JAKE WITH A V-TRIGGER!!
Rich Russillo: DIABLE JAMBLE CONNECTS TO THE SIDE OF SMITH’S SKULL, AND JAKE JUST MELTS DOWN TO THE CANVAS! LIMMY MAY HAVE KNOCKED HIM CLEAN OUT!
James Peters: BUT DOESNT GO FOR THE COVER ON JAKE, AND INSTEAD, MOVES TO THE NEARBY CORNER AS HE SPOTS DARYL KINKADE RETURNING TO HIS FEET! WHAT COULD LIMMY POSSIBLY HAVE PLANNED?!
Rich Russillo: OOH! SHOTGUN DROPKICK BY MONAGHAN! LIMMY SENT DARYL BACK FIRST INTO THAT CORNER WITH A SHOTGUN DROPKICK, AND CLIMBS TO THE TOP ROPE! LIMMY IS PERCHED UP THERE FOR THE…
James Peters: GENKI CANNON!!
Persephone: He missed!
Rich Russillo: DARYL ROLLED OUT THE WAY, BUT LIMMY JUMPED RIGHT INTO A KICK TO THE GUT BY A RECOVERED METHUSELAH! METHUSELAH HOISTS LIMMY UP, AND SPIKES HIM WITH A METH KNELL! BRAINBUSTER DDT!! AND METHUSELAH HOOKS THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHRRRRRRRR-
James Peters: AND LIMMY KICKS OUT! STILL NO ELIMINATIONS IN THE MATCH THUS FAR! BUT METHUSELAH GRABS HOLD OF LIMMY, AND DRAGS HIM INTO THE CORNER, SEATING HIM THERE! METHUSELAH GOES TO RUN OFF THE ROPES FOR POSSIBLY A FACEWASH-
Rich Russillo: BUT JAKE SMITH WHACKS METHUSELAH ACROSS THE FACE WITH THAT BARBED WIRE CRICKET BAT INTRODUCED BY DARYL! METHUSELAH SPINS AROUND, STRUGGLING TO STAND, BUT POSSIBLY RUNNING OFF PURE INSTINCT!
James Peters: JAKE LEAPS UP, AND LANDS A BACKSTABBER ON METHUSELAH! JAKE CRAWLS INTO THE COVER, HOOKING THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Rich Russillo: KICKOUT!
James Peters: METHUSELAH MANAGED TO KICKOUT, AND JAKE IS ANGRY! HE IS IRATE! NOW, DEMANDING FOR METHUSELAH TO GET BACK UP!
Rich Russillo: BUT DARYL KINKADE SHOOTS OUT THE CORNER, AND TILT-A-WHIRLS AROUND JAKE FOR A CROSSFACE! CROSSFACE SUBMISSION HOLD IS APPLIED! WE SAW THIS EARLIER ON MACHINA, BUT WILL JAKE POSSESS THAT SAME WILLPOWER, OR IS HE GONNA TAP OUT??
James Peters: LIMMY GOES TO INTERJECT HIMSELF, BUT METHUSELAH LUNGES FROM OUTTA NOWHERE, AND WRESTLES LIMMY DOWN TO THE GROUND FOR A INFINITI LOCK! METHUSELAH APPLIES THAT OMOPLATA SHOULDER LOCK!
Rich Russillo: THIS IS BAD! THIS IS BAD FOR BOTH LIMMY AND JAKE!
Persephone: Screw Limmy! TAP OUT, JAKE! TAP OUT!
James Peters: LIMMY’S SHOULDER MIGHT EXIT ITS SOCKET SOON! MEANWHILE, DARYL WRENCHES FURTHER BACK ON THAT CROSSFACE! TRYING TO FORCE A TAPOUT!
Rich Russillo: BUT BOTH LIMMY AND JAKE ARE ABLE TO ROLL METHUSELAH AND DARYL ONTO THEIR SHOULDERS FOR A MAKESHIFT COVER!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHRRRRRRRR-
James Peters: KICKOUT! EVERY COMPETITOR SCRAMBLES BACK TO THEIR FEET! BOTH JAKE AND LIMMY STAGGER BACK AGAINST OPPOSITE SETS OF ROPES! METHUSELAH COMES CHARGING AT LIMMY, AND DARYL COMES CHARGING AT JAKE-
Rich Russillo: BUT BOTH GET SENT UP AND OVER THEIR SHOULDERS! DARYL WOUND UP LANDING ON MACHINA WITH A INCIDENTAL CROSSBODY RIGHT AS MACHINA WAS GETTING BACK TO HIS FEET!
James Peters: THAT LEAVES ONLY JAKE AND LIMMY LEFT INSIDE THE RING!
Rich Russillo: WAIT, LIMMY TURNS HIS ATTENTION OVER- AND GETS BLASTED WITH A STEEL CHAIR!
James Peters: XANDER HAS RE-ENTERED THROUGH THE BROKEN POD, AND DID NOT COME ALONE, CHUCKING A STEEL CHAIR INTO LIMMY’S FACE!
Persephone: It’s like the opposite of Iron Survivor! He actually got up this time!
Rich Russillo: XANDER CHUCKED THAT STEEL CHAIR INTO LIMMY’S FACE, AND NOW, ENTERS THE RING, LOOKING TO GO TO WORK! XANDER MOUNTS LIMMY, UNLEASHING A FLURRY OF PUNCHES!
James Peters: BUT JAKE PULLS XANDER OFF, WANTING TO GET A PIECE HIMSELF! SMITH MOUNTS LIMMY, UNLOADING WITH RIGHT HANDS AS WELL!
Rich Russillo: XANDER DOESN’T APPEAR HAPPY WITH THAT, AND PULLS JAKE OFF! NOW, BOTH COMPETITORS FIND THEMSELVES STARING EACH OTHER DOWN! BUT JAKE MAKES THE FIRST MOVE, SHOVING XANDER BACK!
James Peters: JAKE GOES TO CONTINUE HIS ONSLAUGHT ON LIMMY, BUT XANDER GRABS HIM BY THE ARM, AND SHORT-ARMS JAKE INTO A POP-UP POWERBOMB! LAST SEDATION ON JAKE, WHO HE SLAMMED ONTO LIMMY’S RIBS!
Rich Russillo: XANDER COULD GO FOR THE COVER RIGHT NOW ON JAKE, BUT DOESNT SEEM TOO INTERESTED IN THAT, DIRECTING HIS ATTENTION SOLELY OVER TO MONAGHAN!
James Peters: XANDER PULLS LIMMY UP, AND SENDS HIM INTO THE ROPES FOR A LAST SEDATION!! BUT LIMMY LEAPS OVERHEAD OF XANDER, LANDING ON HIS FEET BEHIND HIM! XANDER RUSHES TOWARD THE ROPES, AND SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE MIDDLE FOR A STUNNER!
Rich Russillo: BUT HE’S INTERCEPTED OUTTA MID AIR WITH A BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE TO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD! DIABLE JAMBE!!
James Peters: LIMMY PULLS XANDER BACK TO HIS FEET, AND SETS HIM UP FOR THE OUTER HEAVEN! GOING TO HOOK BOTH ARMS- BUT XANDER TWIRLS OUT OF IT, AND BLASTS LIMMY WITH A STEP-UP ENZIGURI!
Persephone: I’m surprised the lard ass can even do that.
Rich Russillo: LIMMY GOES DOWN TO A KNEE, AND XANDER GRABS HIM BY THE WRIST, PULLING LIMMY UP FOR THE SAITO SUPLEX! LIMMY GOT DUMPED HIGH ON HIS NECK AND SHOULDERS!
James Peters: XANDER RUSHES TO A KNEE, GOING TO MAKE A COVER ON LIMMY- BUT MACHINA COMES FROM OUTTA NOWHERE WITH A RUNNING BIG BOOT TO THE SIDE OF XANDER’S FACE! THOSE THUMBTACKS ON THE SOLES NO DOUBT HAVING LEFT A MARK!
Rich Russillo: XANDER ROLLS TO THE OUTSIDE WITH BOTH JAKE AND METHUSELAH! ALL THREE MEN ARE RISING TO THEIR FEET ON THE OUTSIDE!
James Peters: AND MACHINA RETRIEVES LIMMY, HOISTING HIM UP IN A POWERBOMB POSITION, AND LAUNCHING HIM TO THE OUTSIDE ONTO EVERYBODY ELSE! LIMMY BEING USED TO WIPE OUT EACH XANDER, JAKE, AND METHUSELAH!
Rich Russillo: EVERYBODY ELSE, EXCEPT ONE MAN! THAT BEING DARYL KINKADE, WHO JUMPS MICHAEL MACHINA FROM BEHIND! DARYL IS UNLOADING WITH CLUBBING BLOWS, BOMBARDING MACHINA, AND BOUNCES HIM OFF THE ROPES!
James Peters: BUT MACHINA TWISTS THE ARM OF DARYL, AND SHORT ARMS HIM INTO A BRAINBUSTER! SKULLPIERCER IN THE CENTER OF THE RING, AND MACHINA MAKES THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHRRRRRRRR-
Rich Russillo: SHOULDER UP! DARYL KINKADE GETS THE SHOULDER UP, AND ROLLS ONTO HIS BELLY! BUT HE ISN’T SAFE THERE EITHER AS MICHAEL MACHINA GOES TO STRAP HIM INTO THE CAMEL CLUTCH! HE CALLS IT CALLISTO CLUTCH-
James Peters: BUT DARYL KINKADE SLITHERS THROUGH THE LEGS OF MACHINA, SLIPPING BEHIND HIM, AND MACHINA TURNS AROUND INTO A KICK TO THE GUT!! DARYL GRABS MICHAEL IN A FRONT FACELOCK, BUT ON THE OUTSIDE, JAKE USES THE ROPES TO PULL HIMSELF BACK UP!
Rich Russillo: AND GETS SENT RIGHT BACK DOWN AS DARYL KICKS OFF HIS FACE IN PLACE OF THE TOP ROPE FOR A TORNADO DDT ON MACHINA!
James Peters: DARYL MAKES IT TO ALL FOURS, AND TRIED TO COVER MACHINA- BUT THE BIG MAN WISELY ROLLS AWAY TO CREATE A BIT OF SPACE! BUT DARYL RISES TO BOTH KNEES, AND- GOD COMPLEX!
Rich Russillo: JAKE TRIED TO COME FROM BEHIND WITH A GOD COMPLEX AS PAYBACK, BUT DARYL DUCKED UNDERNEATH! AND KINKADE LUNGES AT JAKE, ROLLING HIM ONTO HIS BELLY FOR A CROSSFACE! “SHUT UP, BRUV!” GOING TO BE APPLIED A THIRD TIME IN THIS MATCH!
James Peters: BUT JAKE HAD IT SCOUTED FROM EARLIER, AND QUICKLY ROLLS DARYL ONTO HIS BACK! JAKE RUSHES BACK TO HIS FEET, GOING TO LOCK IN A FIGURE FOUR- BUT DARYL USES HIS FREE LEG TO KICK JAKE FACE FIRST INTO THAT EXPOSED TOP TURNBUCKLE!
Rich Russillo: WAIT! JAKE STOPPED HIMSELF JUST IN TIME, AND TURNS AROUND IN THE CORNER AS DARYL COMES RUSHING IN- BUT JAKE SENDS HIM UP AND OVER HIS SHOULDER! DARYL GOES TO SPRINGBOARD OFF THE TOP ROPE, BUT JAKE SUPERKICKS HIM IN THE ANKLE!
James Peters: AND DARYL GETS CROTCHED ON THE TOP ROPE BEFORE TUMBLING OFF!
Rich Russillo: JAKE HOPS TO THE MIDDLE, AND DIVES OFF FOR THE PANAMA SUNRISE! BUT DARYL COUNTERS WITH A BACK BODY DROP, SITTING ON JAKE’S CHEST, AND HOOKING BOTH LEGS BEHIND HIM!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
James Peters: DIVINE DEPARTURE!!
Rich Russillo: LIMMY CHARGES IN WITH A DIVINE DEPARTURE ON DARYL! THAT SWINGING BACK ELBOW HAD ENOUGH FORCE AND MOMENTUM BEHIND IT TO ROLL DARYL THROUGH TO HIS FEET! AND LIMMY PULLS HIM IN FOR AN OUTER HEAVEN!
(**CRACK!!**)
James Peters: XANDER!
Rich Russillo: XANDER INTERJECTS HIMSELF INTO THE MATCH, USING LIMMY’S OWN WEAPON AGAINST HIM! XANDER CRACKED LIMMY ACROSS THE BACK WITH THAT PURE CHAMPIONSHIP! THOSE THUMBTACKS SCRATCHING HIS BACK!
James Peters: LIMMY RELEASES THE PEDIGREE, DROPPING TO HIS KNEES INSTEAD, AND XANDER ENTERS THE RING! PLACING THE CHAMPIONSHIP DOWN! XANDER PULLS LIMMY IN FOR A POWERBOMB ON THAT PURE CHAMPIONSHIP-
Rich Russillo: BUT LIMMY SLIPS OUT THE FRONT, PLACING XANDER IN POSITION FOR A PEDIGREE! BOTH ARMS ARE HOOKED… OUTER HEAVEN! OUTER HEAVEN ON THE CHAMPIONSHIP! XANDER WENT FACE FIRST INTO THOSE THUMBTACKS!
Persephone: OH MY GOD… THAT POOR CHAMPIONSHIP!
Rich Russillo: :cmon:
James Peters: XANDER IS OUT, AND LIMMY ROLLS HIM OVER FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE!!
Bella Braxton: XANDER PAYNE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
(Xander slowly rolls out underneath the bottom rope, and lies there, barely conscious as the chamber door begins opening for him to exit.)
Persephone: This match just became 400 pounds lighter!
(Limmy makes it to a knee, and watches as Xander Payne is helped to sit up on the steps by officials, who walk Xander to the back with assistance.)
Rich Russillo: Limmy rises back to his feet as Methuselah and Daryl Kinkade pull themselves up in separate corners. LIMMY CHARGES IN WITH A RUNNING FOREARM ON METHUSELAH!
James Peters: THEN KEEPS THE MOMENTUM ROLLING, DASHING TOWARDS DARYL IN THE OPPOSITE CORNER WITH A FOREARM- BUT DARYL DUCKS UNDERNEATH, AND BARRELS TO THE OPPOSITE CORNER WITH A RUNNING FOREARM ON METHUSELAH AS WELL!
Rich Russillo: DARYL TURNS AROUND- BUT GETS CAUGHT WITH ANOTHER SHOTGUN DROPKICK BY LIMMY! THIS TIME, BEING SENT BACK FIRST INTO METHUSELAH IN THE CORNER! DARYL COLLAPSES DOWN TO THE CANVAS, AND METHUSELAH COMES STUMBLING OUT OF THE CORNER!
James Peters: METHUSELAH SWIPES AT LIMMY WITH A RIGHT HOOK- BUT LIMMY DUCKS UNDERNEATH, AND SPIKES METHUSELAH WITH A REVERSE RANA!
Rich Russillo: LIMMY TRIES RETURNING TO HIS FEET- BUT JAKE GOES TO PICK HIM UP HIMSELF! BUT FROM BEHIND, DARYL GRABS JAKE IN A REAR WAISTLOCK, AND LIMMY BLASTS THE WORLD CHAMPION WITH A CLOTHESLINE AS DARYL CONNECTS WITH A BRIDGING GERMAN!
James Peters: BIT OF TEAMWORK FROM BOTH MEN THERE, AND DARYL MIGHT HAVE JAKE BEAT HERE!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHH-
James Peters: JAKE KICKS OUT, BUT LIMMY IMMEDIATELY CRUSHES JAKE WITH A JUMPING DOUBLE FOOT STOMP! KNOCKING THE WIND OUT OF HIS SYSTEM!
Rich Russillo: DARYL CLUTCHES AT HIS ABDOMEN, PULLING HIMSELF UP IN A CORNER! LIMMY PULLS HIMSELF UP IN A CORNER AS WELL! LOOK AROUND! EACH COMPETITOR WAS THINKING THE SAME IDEA! METHUSELAH, JAKE, LIMMY, AND DARYL HAVE ALL USED THE CORNER FOR ASSISTANCE IN GETTING BACK TO THEIR FEET!
James Peters: BUT WHO IS GONNA CAPITALIZE FIRST?!
Rich Russillo: NEITHER OF EACH MAN AS MICHAEL MACHINA ENTERS THE RING, AND RUSHES JAKE WITH A RUNNING CLOTHESLINE IN THE CORNER! MACHINA ISN’T DONE, AND BLASTS LIMMY WITH A RUNNING CLOTHESLINE IN THE CORNER AS WELL!
James Peters: MACHINA HAS BEEN IN THIS MATCH FOR A WHILE, AND IS STILL KEEPING THAT SAME SPEED! CHARGING AT METHUSELAH IN THE CORNER WITH A CLOTHESLINE NOW! AND GOES TO FINISH IT OFF AT DARYL!
Rich Russillo: BUT DARYL GETS THE BOOT UP, STAGGERING MACHINA SLIGHTLY, BUT MAKING HIM ANGRIER IN THE PROCESS!
James Peters: DARYL SHOOTS OUT THE CORNER WITH A CLOTHESLINE, BUT NO EFFECT! THE CLOTHESLINE HAD NO EFFECT ON MACHINA, WHO IS SEEMINGLY GETTING A SECOND WIND!
Rich Russillo: DARYL CAN’T BELIEVE IT, AND MACHINA IS TELLING HIM HE CAN HIT HARDER THAN THAT! BUT FROM BEHIND, METHUSELAH CHARGES INTO MICHAEL WITH A FOREARM TO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD! BUT AGAIN, THAT HAD NO EFFECT!
James Peters: MICHAEL MACHINA HAS MANAGED TO SHRUG OFF YET ANOTHER BLOW! MICHAEL TURNS TO METHUSELAH, BUT GETS DISTRACTED AS JAKE COMES RUSHING IN WITH A BICYCLE KICK TO THE SIDE OF HIS FACE!
Rich Russillo: MACHINA STAGGERED A BIT THERE, BUT STILL SEEMS TO FEEDING OFF THESE ATTACKS! AND LIMMY SHOOTS OUT THE CORNER WITH A DIABLE JAMBE! BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE DROPS MACHINA TO ALL FOURS!
James Peters: MICHAEL CRAWLS TO THE CORNER, AND JAKE SMITH WASTES NO TIME TURNING HIS ATTENTION ELSEWHERE WITH THE BIG MAN FINALLY NEUTRALIZED FOR THE TIME BEING! JAKE WITH A FOREARM TO METHUSELAH!
Rich Russillo: THEN A FOREARM TO LIMMY! BOTH MEN ARE STUNNED, AND JAKE RUNS OFF THE ROPES, BUT EATS A DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE FROM BOTH MONAGHAN AND METHUSELAH!
James Peters: LIMMY SPINS AROUND, AND GETS CAUGHT WITH A KICK TO THE GUT FROM DARYL! DARYL THEN JOLTS LIMMY UPRIGHT WITH A PENALTY KICK, AND CHARGES UP FOR HIS FINAL BLOW-
Rich Russillo: BUT THE COMBO IS INTERRUPTED BY A BIG BOOT FROM METHUSELAH TO THE SIDE OF DARYL’S FACE! DARYL STAGGERS TOWARD THE ROPES, AND SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE MIDDLE WITH A DOUBLE MOONSAULT ONTO BOTH MEN! WIPING OUT METHUSELAH AND LIMMY!
James Peters: DARYL IS FIRED UP- BUT MICHAEL MACHINA IS BACK UP, AND RUSHES TOWARD THE KINK OF ELITE!
Rich Russillo: DARYL GOES FOR A SHOOT KICK TO THE CHEST, BUT MICHAEL SIMPLY RUNS RIGHT PAST IT, BUILDING MOMENTUM FOR A CLOTHESLINE FROM HELL! MICHAEL MACHINA TURNS DARYL INSIDE OUT WITH A MONEY SHOT!
Persephone: Seriously, he needs a new name for that move!
James Peters: MICHAEL POWERS BACK TO HIS FEET, AND WATCHES AS DARYL KINKADE STARTS TO COME TO, RISING TO ALL FOURS AFTER THAT CLOTHESLINE! BUT MICHAEL DEADLIFTS HIM UP, AND LAUNCHES DARYL HALFWAY ACROSS THE RING WITH A RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX!
Rich Russillo: JAKE USES THE ROPES TO PULL HIMSELF BACK TO HIS FEET, UNBEKNOWNST TO WHAT’S BEHIND HIM, THAT BEING MICHAEL MACHINA!
James Peters: MICHAEL PULLS JAKE IN BY THE BAND OF HIS TRUNKS, AND HOOKS HIM UP FOR THE BACK SUPLEX CUTTER!
Rich Russillo: NOW, MIKEY TURNS HIS ATTENTION TO METHUSELAH, WHO TRIES CRAWLING OUT UNDERNEATH THE BOTTOM ROPE- BUT MICHAEL GRABS HOLD OF HIS ANKLE!
James Peters: WAIT! METHUSELAH TURNS AROUND, AND JABS MICHAEL IN THE HEART WITH THAT CATTLE PROD!
Rich Russillo: THAT CATTLE PROD IS SHOOTING OUT FIRE INTO THE SKIN OF MICHAEL MACHINA!!
James Peters: MICHAEL MACHINA STUMBLES BACK, AND METHUSELAH HAS A DEVILISH GRIN ON HIS FACE, KNOWING HIS PLAN JUST WORKED TO PERFECTION! HE HAS MICHAEL MACHINA RIGHT WHERE HE WANTS HIM!
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH WATCHES MICHAEL MACHINA FAVOR THAT BURN ON HIS CHEST, AND HE TURNS AROUND INTO A SPEAR!!
Persephone: That’s it!
James Peters: NO! MICHAEL MACHINA HOPPED UP, PLACING METHUSELAH IN POSITION FOR THE POWERBOMB! MICHAEL MACHINA HOISTS HIM UP- BUT METHUSELAH STILL HAS THAT CATTLE PROD IN HAND! GOING TO BURN MICHAEL MACHINA AGAIN!
Rich Russillo: HE HAS THAT CATTLE PROD RAISED HIGH-
James Peters: BUT-
Rich Russillo: BUT HE’S TOO LATE, BECAUSE MICHAEL MACHINA ALREADY DROPS DOWN WITH THAT .50 CAL POWERBOMB!
James Peters: NO WAY! METHUSELAH HAS GONE LIMP, AND ALL MACHINA HAS TO DO IS MAKE THE COVER!
Rich Russillo: MACHINA IS CRAWLING, THAT BURN SPOT ON HIS CHEST IS SLOWING HIM DOWN, HOWEVER! THINK ABOUT THE VALUABLE TIME BEING WASTED!
James Peters: MACHINA SCOOTS INTO THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
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TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
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THHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEE!!
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Bella Braxton: METHUSELAH HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
(Methuselah rolls out the ring as Michael Machina returns to his feet, gesturing for Methuselah to get out.)
(Methuselah gets assistance from the referee after he sits up on the steps, but once coming to fully, decides to shove them away. Not wanting their help at all, and clearly upset after being pinned by Michael Machina.)
(Michael watches on with a smile on his face, and shakes his head-)
Rich Russillo: STARMAKER!
James Peters: STARMAKER ON MACHINA FROM OUT OF NOWHERE!
Rich Russillo: JAKE TURNED HIM AROUND WHILE HE WAS DISTRACTED, AND IS GOING TO CAPITALIZE! HOOKING THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
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TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
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THHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
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James Peters: THR- NO! WAIT, WHAT?!
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL MACHINA KICKS OUT!
Persephone: YES!
James Peters: JAKE CAN’T BELIEVE IT! MICHAEL MACHINA KICKED OUT!
Rich Russillo: JAKE TRIES TO MAKE SURE THAT WAS ONLY A TWO WITH THE REFEREE, BUT THE REF ASSURES HIM IT WAS!
James Peters: Jake pulls Machina up to a knee, and then SLAPS him across the face!
Jake Smith: (off-mic) Stay down!
(Frustration is clearly starting to show from Jake Smith, who has inadvertently managed to fire up Michael Machina once again.)
Rich Russillo: BUT MACHINA SLAPS JAKE RIGHT BACK! RETURNING THE DISRESPECT!
James Peters: JAKE ATTEMPTS TO MAKE MACHINA PAY FOR IT WITH A CLOTHESLINE- BUT MACHINA DUCKS UNDERNEATH IT, AND RUNS OFF THE ROPES! RIPPING INTO JAKE WITH A BULLET FROM HELL!!
Rich Russillo: NEW CHAMPION GUARANTEED!
James Peters: DARYL! DARYL COMES FROM BEHIND WITH A SCHOOL BOY, ROLLING UP MACHINA!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRR-
Rich Russillo: MACHINA KICKS OUT!
James Peters: BOTH COMPETITORS SCRAMBLE BACK TO THEIR FEET, AND DARYL GETS CAUGHT WITH A KICK TO THE GUT! MACHINA GOES TO LAND YET ANOTHER .50 CAL POWERBOMB!
Rich Russillo: BUT DARYL DROPS TO ALL FOURS, AND SLITHERS OUT BEHIND HIM THROUGH HIS LEGS! DARYL SHOVES MACHINA INTO LIMMY, WHO CONNECTS WITH A RUNNING DIVINE DEPARTURE!
James Peters: LIMMY STAGGERS BACK INTO DARYL, WHO SPINS HIM AROUND FOR THE CROSS LEGGED FISHERMAN BUSTER… AND IT CONNECTS! DARYL PLANTS LIMMY WITH A BEAUTIFUL LIE, AND GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Rich Russillo: KICKOUT! LIMMY BARELY, JUST BARELY GOT THE SHOULDER UP!
James Peters: DARYL CAN’T BELIEVE IT, AND POUNDS THE MAT IN ANGER- BUT QUICKLY REFOCUSES HIMSELF! DARYL KNOWS WHAT IT’LL TAKE, AND LIFTS LIMMY BACK TO HIS FEET!
(Daryl places Limmy between his legs in a powerbomb position, and signals that it’s over.)
Rich Russillo: DARYL BEGINS HOOKING LIMMY UP FOR THE STORMBREAKER! HE’S GOING FOR THE HIDEOUS TRUTH!
Crowd: :damn: !!
James Peters: IF HE HITS THIS, IT’S OVER! DARYL ONLY USES THAT MOVE FOR SPECIAL OCCASIONS LIKE THIS!
Rich Russillo; DARYL GETS LIMMY UP ONTO HIS SHOULDER, BUT LIMMY SLIPS OUT BEHIND HIM, AND LANDS A KICK TO THE GUT! LIMMY HOOKS BOTH ARMS FOR OUTER HEAVEN- BUT DARYL HAS A COUNTER TOO WITH A BACK BODY DROP!
James Peters: BUT LIMMY LANDS ON HIS FEET, AND RUNS OFF THE ROPES BEHIND DARYL, WHO SPINS AROUND- DIVINE DEPARTURE! TURNING DARYL INSIDE OUT!
Rich Russillo: LIMMY CRAWLS INTO THE COVER, HOOKING THE LEG!!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Bella Braxton: DARYL KINKADE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!
(Limmy releases the cover on Daryl, who rolls to the outside as the chamber door opens. Daryl goes to leave-)
James Peters: HEY!
Rich Russillo: XANDER PAYNE WENT TO TAKE THE OPENING TO RE-ENTER THE MATCH WHILE THE DOOR WAS OPEN!
James Peters: LUCKILY, REFEREES ARE THERE TO STOP HIM, BUT HE’S DESPERATELY TRYING TO GET AT LIMMY! WHO DOES NOT APPEAR TO BE SWEATING XANDER, DARING HIM TO ENTER THE RING, THAT IS IF HE CAN!
(The crowd reaction starts to take a drastic turn, now heavy boos can be heard in the background.)
Persephone: BEHIND YOU, IDIOT! BEHIND YOU!
James Peters: DON’T LOOK NOW!
Rich Russillo: LIMMY TURNS AROUND- BUT EATS A STARMAKER!
James Peters: NO! NO!
Rich Russillo: JAKE SMITH HAS CAUGHT SOMEBODY YET AGAIN WITH THAT STARMAKER!
Persephone: GODDAMMIT! THIS FAT FUCK RUINS EVERYTHING!
James Peters: LIMMY WAS MOMENTARILY DISTRACTED BY XANDER FOR A SPLIT SECOND, AND PAID THE PRICE!
(Xander starts to put up a lot less fight now with the officials, a smile starting to form on his face as Jake slithers into the cover.)
James Peters: CMON! DON’T TELL ME THATS IT! NOT LIKE THIS!
Rich Russillo: JAKE ROLLS HIM OVER FOR A COVER!
James Peters: AND XANDER PAYNE MAY HAVE JUST ROYALLY SCREWED LIMMY OVER FROM BECOMING WORLD CHAMPION!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
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TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
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THHHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
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Bella Braxton: LIMMY MONAGHAN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!
(Jake Smith forms a smug expression on his face after releasing the cover on Limmy, who rolls out the ring, and is helped out of the chamber by officials. Meanwhile, Xander Payne stops resisting completely, and gladly backs up the ramp, knowing his work here is done, and Limmy didn’t win the match.)
(But Limmy is filled with anger once realizing what transpired, and tries marching up the ramp to get at Xander, but the referees block his path, keeping the duo separated, despite them wanting to get a piece of each other.)
James Peters: AND THEN THERE WERE TWO!
Rich Russillo: ONCE AGAIN, THE WORLD CHAMPION MAY FIND A WAY! JAKE SMITH MAY BE ENDING 2024 WITH GOLD STILL IN HIS HANDS!
James Peters: …NOT IF MICHAEL MACHINA HAS ANYTHING TO SAY ABOUT IT!
(Jake pulls himself up with assistance from the ropes, watching the ramp area with a smile as Xander and Limmy are ushered to the back. But in the background, a figure can be seen waiting…)
Rich Russillo: CROWD REACTION IS RISING, AND JAKE DOESN’T KNOW WHY! HE DOESN’T KNOW THAT MICHAEL MACHINA IS WAITING FOR HIM IN THE CORNER!
James Peters: DON’T TAKE YOUR EYES OFF THE BALL, BECAUSE JAKE IS ABOUT TO GET A TASTE OF HIS OWN MEDICINE!
Persephone: Turn around, you son of a bitch!
James Peters: …BULLET FROM HELL!!
Rich Russillo: STARMAKER!
James Peters: JAKE COUNTERED THE BULLET FROM HELL WITH A STARMAKER!
Rich Russillo. AND HE COULD GO FOR THE COVER RIGHT NOW, BUT HE…DECIDES AGAINST IT?!
Persephone: Is he stupid?
Rich Russillo: JAKE IS RETRIEVING… that Bea Valentine barbed wire cutout?
James Peters: :comeagain: What’s he doing?
Rich Russillo: Jake is placing the cutout on top of Machina, and straddling it for the cover…
James Peters: You have got to be kidding me…
Rich Russillo: Not like this…
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
James Peters: Machina isn’t moving…
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Persephone: Evil wins again…
THHHHHHHHRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
James Peters: WHAT THE HELL?!
Rich Russillo: MACHINA NOT ONLY KICKS OUT, HE KICKS OUT WITH AUTHORITY, LAUNCHING BOTH JAKE AND THE CUTOUT OFF OF HIM!
James Peters: AND MACHINA POWERS TO A KNEE, INTENSITY COURSING THROUGH HIS VEINS! HOW IS HE DOING THIS?!
Rich Russillo: JAKE IS ASKING HIMSELF THAT SAME QUESTION!
(Jake shakes his head while returning to his feet, unable to believe that Michael Machina is already up to a knee, and worst of all, ready for more. Machina spits blood out of his mouth, and yells at Jake.)
Michael Machina: (off-mic) BRING IT, MOTHERFUCKER!
(Jake angrily nods, taking him up on the challenge.)
James Peters: AND JAKE STARTS HAMMERING MACHINA WITH FOREARMS! FOREARM AFTER FOREARM! TRYING TO BEAT THE FIGHT OUT OF MACHINA!
Rich Russillo: MACHINA IS THE LAST LINE OF DEFENSE FOR JAKE! IF HE MAKES IT THROUGH HIM, THEN HE HAS MADE IT THROUGH POSSIBLY HIS BIGGEST TEST AS WORLD CHAMPION!
James Peters: IMAGINE THE REACTION! BETTER YET, IMAGINE THE BOOS FROM FANS IN ATTENDANCE!
Rich Russillo: JAKE HAS GIVEN MACHINA EVERYTHING HE HAS! DELIVERING FOREARM AFTER FOREARM AFTER FOREARM! BUT MACHINA WONT GO DOWN!
James Peters: INSTEAD, MICHAEL MACHINA POWERS BACK TO HIS FEET!
Rich Russillo: JAKE CAN’T BELIEVE IT, BUT DOESNT STAY AWESTRUCK FOR TOO LONG! GOING TO RUN FULL STEAM AHEAD TOWARD THE ROPES! BUT MACHINA GRABS HIM BY THE BY BAND OF HIS TRUNKS, AND PULLS HIM IN FOR A GERMAN-
James Peters: BUT JAKE! JAKE SLAPS THE HANDS OF MACHINA, AND LEAPS WITH A JUMPING TWISTING ENZIGURI!! MACHINA GOES BACK DOWN TO A KNEE!!
Rich Russillo: HOW DO YOU KEEP DOWN A MAN THAT JUST WON’T STAY DOWN!
(Jake lowers his kneepad, going to deliver the final blow on Machina…)
James Peters: JAKE GOES TO RUN OFF THE ROPES FOR THE GOD COMPLEX! IF THAT SHINING WIZARD CONNECTS, IT MIGHT BE ENOUGH TO END IT!
Rich Russillo: BUT MICHAEL GRABS HIM BY THE TRUNKS AGAIN, ALBEIT FAINTLY! MACHINA BARELY KNOWS WHERE HE IS, AND IS LIKELY RUNNING OFF INSTINCT!
James Peters: BUT JAKE EASILY SWATS HIS HAND AWAY, AND BLASTS HIM WITH A SUPERKICK!
Rich Russillo: THUNDEROUS SUPERKICK, BUT MACHINA STILL WON’T GO DOWN, REMAINING ON A KNEE! JAKE THEN BLASTS HIM WITH ANOTHER SUPERKICK!
James Peters: AND ANOTHER! …THEN ANOTHER!
Persephone: His little dainty kicks aren’t doing a thing!
Rich Russillo: NO, BECAUSE MICHAEL MACHINA REMAINS ON A KNEE, GRITTING THROUGH THE PAIN OF EACH!
James Peters: JAKE SHAKES HIS HEAD, AND RUNS OFF THE ROPES FOR GOD COMPLEX!
Rich Russillo: BUT MICHAEL MACHINA POPS TO HIS FEET IN TIME, AND BOTH COMPETITORS COLLIDE IN THE MIDDLE WITH DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE! BUT NEITHER GO DOWN!
James Peters: MICHAEL STAGGERS BACK, JAKE STAGGERS BACK!
Rich Russillo: BUT BOTH MEN COLLIDE AGAIN, THIS TIME WITH STEREO FOREARMS!
James Peters: STILL, BOTH JAKE AND MACHINA ARE ON THEIR LAST LEGS! BUT REMAIN STANDING! WHO WILL BE THE FIRST TO FALL?!
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL TRIES FOR A FOREARM- AW, CMON!
James Peters: JAKE SMITH JUST KICKED MICHAEL MACHINA BELOW THE BELT!
Rich Russillo: THAT’S ONE WAY TO PUT A MONSTER DOWN!
James Peters: MICHAEL DROPS TO BOTH KNEES, AND JAKE BEGINS LOOKING AROUND FOR SOMETHING!
Rich Russillo: UH-OH! JAKE HAS GOTTEN HIS HANDS ON THAT CATTLE PROD METHUSELAH USED TO BURN A HOLE IN MACHINA’S CHEST!
James Peters: AND MARCHES TOWARD HIM! EVIL INTENTIONS ON THE MIND!
Rich Russillo: BUT MACHINA BOOTS HIM IN THE FOREARM WITH THAT THUMBTACK TIMBERLAND!
James Peters: AND UPS THE ANTE AS JAKE SMITH WANDERS INTO A LOW BLOW!
Rich Russillo: PAYBACK!
James Peters: BUT LOOK AT THE FACE OF SMITH! MACHINA’S BOOT HAS THUMBTACKS IN IT, AND IS STICKING TO JAKE’S… area.
Persephone: Machina has done the world a favor, and made sure this jackass can’t have kids!
Rich Russillo: Can you imagine if Jake and Caroline had a child??
(Though the camera doesn’t catch it, the entire commentary shudders at the horrible thought.)
James Peters: MACHINA GETS HIS BOOT UNSTUCK, AND-
Rich Russillo: MACHINA PULLS JAKE IN FOR A POWERBOMB, BUT NOT THE .50 CAL AS JAKE GETS LAUNCHED INTO THE EXPOSED TURNBUCKLE WITH A BUCKLE BOMB!
James Peters: BUCKLE BOMB BY MACHINA! JAKE COMES STUMBLING OUT-
Rich Russillo: BULLET FROM HELL!!
James Peters: BULLET FROM HELL TEARS JAKE IN HALF, AND MICHAEL MACHINA HOOKS THE LEG FOR A COVER!
Persephone: NEW CHAMPION!!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Rich Russillo: DID HE GET HIM?!
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Persephone: Oh, fuck off!
James Peters: JAKE INCHED THAT SHOULDER UP OFF THE GROUND!
Rich Russillo: YOU COULD SLIDE PAPER BETWEEN THE SPACE OF JAKE’S SHOULDER AND THE RING MAT!
James Peters: JAKE KICKED OUT, DESPERATE TO CLING ONTO THAT WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP, BUT I DON’T KNOW HOW MUCH HE HAS LEFT!
Rich Russillo: EVEN MACHINA MAYBE GAINING A NEWFOUND RESPECT FOR JAKE KICKING OUT!
James Peters: BUT AT THIS POINT, HES LIKELY WONDERING THE SAME! WHAT MORE WILL IT TAKE?!
(The camera cuts to Methuselah, who still hasn’t left the ramp area, leaning against the barricade, favoring his ribs. Michael Machina then stands up, and points to him.)
Michael Machina: (off-mic) Watch this.
(Methuselah looks on angrily, but a little confused as Michael grabs the steel chair introduced earlier.)
James Peters: Guys, what’s… what’s Michael Machina got planned?
Rich Russillo: I don’t know, but this is unlike anything I’ve seen out of his repertoire. He’s climbing to the top rope with that steel chair in hand…
James Peters: Machina actually has a better idea, opting to climb up to the pod instead…
Rich Russillo: I- I genuinely don’t know what to expect here….
(Machina tucks the chair under his arm, causing the crowd reaction to grow louder as they recognize what he’s doing, even Methuselah starts to grow more upset on the outside, putting the pieces together.)
James Peters: Wait a minute! You don’t think-
Rich Russillo: No… no!
James Peters: NOOOOOOOOO-
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL MACHINA WITH METHUSELAH’S WINGS OF HELL ON JAKE SMITH!
James Peters: MACHINA JUST FLEW OFF THAT POD! AND CAME CRASHING DOWN ON THE WORLD CHAMPION WITH THAT DIVING SIDE SLAM!!
(Michael writhes in pain, but is laughing through it at the same time before he scoots into the cover on Jake, laughing at an irate Methuselah…)
Rich Russillo: JAKE HASN’T MOVED! MACHINA MAKES THE COVER!
James Peters: NO WAY! NO WAY!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
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THHHHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Persephone: YES, YES, YES!
Rich Russillo: HE’S DONE IT!
James Peters: MACHINA IS CHAMPION! MACHINA IS CHAMPION!
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(DING! DING!! DING!)
Bella Braxton: HERE’S YOUR WINNER… AND THE NEW WORLD CHAMPION… MICHAEL MACHINA!!
(“Apostle’s Warning” by Mobb Deep plays to a thunderous reaction from fans as Michael Machina rolls off the cover on Jake, and lies on the canvas, looking up at the lights, having been through such a hellacious match.)
James Peters: I- I HAVE NO WORDS! WHAT A MATCH!
Rich Russillo: WHAT A MATCH INDEED! MICHAEL MACHINA IS OUR NEW WORLD CHAMPION!
Persephone: EVIL HAS BEEN FINALLY PUT TO REST! THERE IS A GOD! 🙏
James Peters: THIS IS HUGE!
Rich Russillo: WHO WOULD HAVE EXPECTED THAT WE’D HAVE A NEW WORLD CHAMPION?!
James Peters: I THINK THIS CROWD CAME IN WITH HOPE, BUT JAKE HAS BEEN KNOWN TO GET THROUGH SOME STICKY SITUATIONS!
Rich Russillo: BUT TONIGHT, THERE WAS NOTHING HE COULD DO! MICHAEL MACHINA WAS SIMPLY THE BETTER MAN!
(The referee places the EAW World Championship atop Michael Machina, and confetti starts to fall from the ceiling!)
James Peters: Congratulations, Champ!
Rich Russillo: You have earned it!
James Peters: But where does Machina go from here?! Better yet, where does Jake go from here?!
Rich Russillo: Time will tell. But with the way he won, the World Champion has already drawn the ire of someone.
(The referee helps Michael Machcina back to his feet, and raises his hand high. Once letting go, Machina looks back down at the World Championship, and climbs up the middle rope, posing with it before looking over his shoulder to see Methuselah still on the ramp, staring a hole into him.)
(This isn’t over between these two. Not by a long shot, and Machina shows no fear in the face of incoming danger as the camera fades elsewhere with him continuing to celebrate in the ring as Jake simply lies there. Motionless.)
(Promotional ad for Pain for Pride, where Michael Machina defends the EAW World Championship against Adam Lucas.)
(Voltage returns to ringside for the final time tonight, and the camera fades towards the stage as ‘Everybody Knows (Unstoppable)’ by Royal Deluxe hits. The fans begin booing, but it doesn’t take long for Adam Lucas to make his way out to the stage for the final time before Pain for Pride. Adam still doesn’t look happy after last week’s events, but he is holding a microphone in his hand and begins to walk down the ramp, not paying attention to the reception from the crowd.)
Rich Russillo: Adam Lucas is ready for his EAW World Championship match at Pain for Pride, and I think that look on his face says it all. This is the kind of match he’s been waiting for all season, but this isn’t just a match anymore. This has gotten personal.
Persephone: Which is good, because it’s not like this match was actually interesting. One of them is the biggest choke artist on the Voltage roster and the other’s an idiot. I really don’t know how this ended up our Pain for Pride main event.
Rich Russillo: Because they both earned it. Adam Lucas had to fight for his spot here in Barbed Wire Massacre, while Michael Machina fought his way here through his multiple Championship defenses.
Persephone: Beating Jake Smith, Solomon Stane and a 60 year old man aren’t exactly impressive wins, but whatever. I guess this is it, and after last week, I’m sure these two want to hurt each other.
(Adam Lucas makes his way down to ringside, and climbs up onto the apron before entering the ring. Adam looks down on the mat as he walks towards the center of the ring, taking a moment to think before he finally looks up and begins to speak.)
Adam Lucas: For some reason when the stakes are at their highest, and everything is on the line, my opponents choose to time and time again make the exact same mistake. They try to make this personal. They try to get a reaction out of me, and why? Is it in hopes that I’ll make a mistake? Are you hoping that I’ll cost myself the World Championship I’ve been looking for all season long? Well I hope you got what you wanted, Mike. You got a reaction out of me, but clearly it wasn’t what you thought it’d be, because Voltage didn’t end with you attacking me and being let off the hook. It didn’t end with you standing tall holding your Championship up high. It ended with you being hit in the face with that title, laid out right in the center of the ring and left with blood rushing out of your head.
(Adam slowly begins to pace around the ring, and despite his attempt to maintain a calm tone, there’s clear frustration in his voice as he continues.)
Adam Lucas: Machina, stop trying to mess with me. I know that’s not the kind of Elitist you are. You’re not the guy that’s here to play mind games. You’re not the Elitist that goes out of his way to try and get under his opponent’s skin, so stop trying to be that and make sure that when Pain for Pride comes around you’re at one hundred ten percent, because any less and you’re not just losing your Championship. You’re gonna be humiliated. You’re gonna be torn apart in your first ever Pain for Pride main event, because for some reason you don’t understand that I’m not the kind of Elitist that’s here to be messed with. I’m not the kind of Elitist to feed into the games. You keep bringing my wife into this. You keep trying to push me further and further, and once we get in the ring at Pain for Pride all the games and jokes are going to stop. It’ll be time to fight, and once that happens I won’t need a title to leave you bloody like I did last week. If I have to, I’ll gladly do it with my own hands.
(‘Apostle’s Warning’ hits as soon as Adam Lucas finishes speaking, causing a loud reaction to come from the fans in attendance. Adam Lucas turns towards the stage, and he takes a few steps back, inviting the EAW World Champion to join him inside of the ring.)
Rich Russillo: Adam Lucas said it all just now. He’s willing to destroy Michael Machina at Pain for Pride, and from the looks of it, Michael Machina doesn’t appear to be intimidated by that threat as he’s making his way out!
Persephone: Great… Definitely haven’t seen this for this entire past month already.
(Michael Machina begins to walk out to the stage, carrying his Championship on his shoulder and holding a microphone in his free hand. Michael Machina is staring at Adam Lucas with a serious look on his face, and Adam Lucas waits as Machina begins walking down the ramp and towards the ring. As Machina eventually makes it to ringside he walks up the steel steps, before finally entering the ring. Machina stares at Adam, standing on the opposite side of the ring from him. His entrance music begins to fade out, and the fans are loud seeing the two Pain for Pride opponents stare at each other, both ready for the upcoming match. After a moment, Machina begins to speak.)
Michael Machina: You think I give a fuck about how you feel after these last few weeks? I get you’re the type that hates to admit it when you screw up, but I’m not like you. I didn’t forget how this all started or how we got here. This started with the two of us standing in the ring just like we are now and telling each other that we were gonna be the one leaving Pain for Pride as Champ, but clearly you didn’t like what I had to say. You couldn’t handle hearing what I had to say, so instead of proving your point in the ring just like you’ve been preaching all season you went and got yourself involved in my match. You took a shot, and you remember what you told me after you took the first shot?
(Michael Machina takes a few steps closer, now standing in the center of the ring as he stares at Adam.)
Michael Machina: You said you were after my Championship.
(Adam Lucas doesn’t say anything after this, remaining silent as the Champion continues.)
Michael Machina: You said I should’ve expected my challenger to strike so I could get a look at what’s coming at Pain for Pride. You said that I thought I was safe ‘cause I didn’t like you going and messing up my match, but that’s not who I am. I didn’t get my hands on this Championship by being a bitchh that’ll back down just because my opponents decided to play a bit dirty. If you want to go low then you don’t need to worry about my going lower. I’m just gonna remind you that this is what you asked for, and when this ends and you didn’t even get a fraction of what you asked for you can look back and remind yourself that you brought this all on yourself. I didn’t show you last week to try and get under your skin. I don’t do it for the sake of mindgames. I did it to remind you of exactly what it took to take you down last year, because next week I won’t need any stipulations, I won’t need any gimmicks, I won’t need any weapons. You’re gonna be entering the ring with me at the biggest show of the year, and what your wife put you through in the most personal match of your life’s got nothing on what I’ll do to keep this Championship.
(This causes a loud reaction to come from the fans in attendance, meanwhile Adam Lucas doesn’t appear amused by what’s been said.)
Adam Lucas: Right, so I hope you understand that what I did last week won’t be anything compared to Pain for Pride, either. I don’t care why you did what you did. You went out of your way to not just talk about my match against Bethany. You came out the following week just to shove it in everyone’s face and put the match on screen. You didn’t just want to make a statement. You wanted to humiliate me, and if you really think that’s going to stop me from walking into Pain for Pride and taking that Championship, you don’t have any idea what you’re doing here. You’ve been Champion for a while but this is still your first Pain for Pride main event. This is still your first time in this spot. This is your first opportunity on this stage, and clearly you don’t realize just how important it is making sure something like this doesn’t go to waste. You’re setting yourself up for failure, and you don’t even realize it yet. You’re not ready for-
Michael Machina: I don’t give a shitt if you think I’m not ready. Don’t do this, Adam. Don’t get yourself hurt because you don’t know the difference between someone digging their own grave and someone that’s just not afraid of you. You know me well enough now to know that I’ve spent this entire season shutting people up whenever they thought I couldn’t get the job done. As soon as I made my way to Voltage I steamrolled my way through competition that had seen everything and had done everything. They’re Hall of Famers, they’re legends, they’re former World Champions, Pain for Pride main eventers, supposedly the best in the world yet they didn’t have an answer for Michael Machina. I don’t need to spell this all out for you Adam, because since Road to Redemption I’ve been holding the gold you want and even fighting for it yourself back at Shock Value wasn’t enough for you to take this out my hands. You’ve seen everything I’ve done. You know what I can do, and more importantly you know exactly what happens when an opponent of mine thinks I’m not ready.
(After this, Adam Lucas walks up to Michael Machina, as both competitors in this Championship match stand face to face in the center of the ring.)
Adam Lucas: If you want me to believe you’re ready, show me it. You’re right, I was watching. I saw you win the Extreme Elimination Chamber. I saw you beat Methuselah in his own match, and like you said I was there when you won High Voltage. When you won at Grand Rampage, at Golden Gods and at Fighting Spirit, I was watching. I was watching real closely, so I know that when you did all of that, you did it because you were man enough to go out there and spear them in half. You were man enough to face them head on, and you responded to any of the cheap shots your opponents took with brute force. What you didn’t do is stand out here whining because you had a match ruined. What you didn’t do is play clip after clip of one of the not so great moments of your opponent’s career to try and make them look bad. You just made it your mission to beat the shit out of them, but seeing how last week went, you can’t even do that properly anymore.
(There’s another loud reaction from the crowd, with some boos also heard. Adam Lucas stares at Michael Machina, but Machina doesn’t look impressed by his words as he begins to respond.)
Michael Machina: So that’s it? You think ‘cause things didn’t go my way last week I’m not gonna break you at Pain for Pride the same way I did to everyone else I defended my title against?
Adam Lucas: No, I think you’re not going to do it because you can’t. Not right now. Had anyone else been standing out here right now then sure, maybe this garbage would’ve gotten you what you wanted and you could’ve had your hand raised at Pain for Pride. You could’ve ended your season on a high note and close out Pain for Pride raising your Championship in the air, but you’re not the only one on this brand that’s an outlier. There’s a reason I’m the one that’s here, Mike. Not Jake, not Solomon, not Daryl, not Methuselah nor any of the other people that were after that title this season. It’s me, and it’s me because I made sure there was no choic-
Michael Machina: You think it had to be you here, Adam? I never cared who I was defending my title against at Pain for Pride, because I didn’t get here just by winning one match. I didn’t get here just by beating a guy that took over my entire season. I got here through win after win to the point where I was undeniable, and even AFTER all of that it still wasn’t enough. I still had you all lining up for a shot at me. I still had you all praying for the chance to turn your season around at the last second, and if there’s anyone you should be learning from it’s Methuselah and Solomon, because they thought the same way you did. They thought that there was only one option here. They thought this could only end one way, and they were right. There was only one outcome, but it wasn’t the one either of them expected. It could’ve been Jake in this spot and it wouldn’t have mattered. Methuselah could’ve wormed his way back into the title picture and I wouldn’t care. Anyone on this roster- hell in this entire company could come after my title and I’m making sure it ends the same way, so don’t give me that shit about you forcing your way to this spot, because your climb here won’t mean anything by the time this match is over.
(Adam Lucas and Michael Machina stare at each other as a loud reaction comes from the fans in attendance, loudly cheering after what Machina had to say. There is a staredown between the two for a while, until finally Adam speaks once more.)
Adam Lucas: If I were you I wouldn’t walk into Pain for Pride with that mindset. Not unless you’re just hoping to leave the show empty handed.
Michael Machina: I’m gonna be Champ for a long time, don’t think you’re getting in the way of that.
Adam Lucas: You brought my wife into this. The *last* thing I’m letting you do is walk out of this match as World Champion.
(The two continue to stare at each other, trading a few more words with each other off mic. The staredown continues for a little longer as the fans are still loud for this faceoff between the two Elitists, until finally…)
Rich Russillo: ADAM LUCAS JUST SWUNG AT MICHAEL MACHINA!
Persephone: BUT MACHINA WAS READY! HE BLOCKED IT AND JUST PUNCHED ADAM IN THE FACE!
Rich Russillo: ADAM RESPONDS WITH ONE OF HIS OWN, AND THESE TWO JUST GRAB EACH OTHER BEFORE REPEATEDLY THROWING SHOTS AT EACH OTHER, NOT WASTING ANY MORE TIME! THESE TWO MEN ARE GOING AT IT RIGHT NOW, AND IT LOOKS LIKE WE’RE GETTING ONE MORE FIGHT BEFORE PAIN FOR PRIDE!
Persephone: ADAM LUCAS SHOVES MACHINA BACKWARDS INTO THE ROPES- BEFORE POPPING HIM UP FOR LEVEL UP!
Rich Russillo: NO, IT DOESN’T CONNECT! MACHINA LANDS ON HIS FEET BEHIND ADAM BEFORE RUNNING OFF THE OPPOSITE SET OF ROPES- BUT ADAM IS ABLE TO CONNECT WITH A BIG BOOT TO SEND MACHINA BACKWARDS! MACHINA STUMBLES BACK INTO THE ROPES, AND NOW ADAM RUNS IN BEFORE SENDING BOTH MEN OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH A CLOTHESLINE! BOTH MEN LAND OUT AT RINGSIDE, AND NOW ADAM SITS UP BEFORE GRABBING MACHINA AND PUNCHING HIM IN THE FACE!
Persephone: Machina pushes Adam off of him though before getting back up- AND HE LANDS A KNEE TO THE GUT OF ADAM AS BOTH OF THEM WERE GETTING UP! Machina grabs Adam after that, AND HE THROWS ADAM INTO THE STEEL STEPS!!! ADAM JUST CRASHED INTO THE STEPS- BUT MACHINA GIVES HIM NO TIME TO BREATHE, AS HE PULLS HIM UP AND SENDS HIM BACK FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE! Adam stays there, and I think Machina just got an idea. I didn’t even know it was possible for Machina to think.
Rich Russillo: Well whatever his idea is, it’s clearly a dangerous one! Michael Machina just took off as he runs as fast as he can, beginning to circle the ring-
(*CRASH!*)
Rich Russillo: BEFORE SPEARING ADAM LUCAS THROUGH THE BARRICADE!!!! WHAT A BULLET FROM HELL!!! ADAM LUCAS WAS JUST SPEARED THROUGH THE BARRICADE, AND MICHAEL MACHINA LOOKS FIRED UP AS HE STANDS UP, PUSHING HIMSELF OUT OF THE RUBBLE! MICHAEL MACHINA LOOKS LIKE HE ISN’T FINISHED JUST YET, AS HE DRAGS ADAM OUT OF THE TABLE RUBBLE BEFORE LIFTING HIM UP!
Persephone: Wait, why did he just turn in our direction?
Rich Russillo: Oh no… IT LOOKS LIKE MACHINA HAS MORE DESTRUCTION ON HIS MIND, AS HE JUST RAN TOWARDS OUR TABLE BEFORE THROWING ADAM LUCAS THROUGH IT WITH A POWERBOMB!!!! MICHAEL MACHINA JUST POWERBOMBED ADAM LUCAS THROUGH OUR TABLE RIGHT AFTER SPEARING ADAM THROUGH THE BARRICADE, AND MICHAEL MACHINA TONIGHT HAD JUST DESTROYED HIS PAIN FOR PRIDE CHALLENGER!
(Michael Machina slowly begins to walk away, but as he turns towards Adam Lucas, he second guesses his decision, seemingly coming up with an idea.)
Persephone: Oh, great. It looks like he still isn’t done!
Rich Russillo: I think Adam might just regret some of his words tonight, AS MACHINA LIFTS HIM UP BEFORE SENDING ADAM FACE FIRST INTO THE RING POST! Adam begins to stumble backwards, and I don’t even think he knows where he is right now! He’s barely keeping himself on his feet, BUT THAT APPEARS TO BE ALL MACHINA NEEDS, AS HE ONCE AGAIN BEGINS TO CIRCLE THE RING- LAYING INTO HIS CHALLENGER WITH A SECOND BULLET FROM HELL, TEARING ADAM IN HALF!!!!
Persephone: Are we sure this match is even gonna happen? Maybe Machina broke Adam’s ribs or something.
Rich Russillo: I don’t think Adam would let this match go no matter the condition he’s in, but there’s one thing I can say for sure. After tonight, there should be no doubting whether or not the Champion is ready for this match, because he’s not just ready to win. Right now, by the condition Adam is seemingly in, Machina’s ready to do whatever it takes to leave Pain for Pride as Champion.
(Michael Machina returns to his feet, and the crowd is in shock, as loud as possible after that destructive attack on Adam Lucas. Michael Machina stares at Adam Lucas with an enraged look on his face, while his challenger is laid out on the ringside floor, not moving after everything he’s been hit with. The EAW World Champion looks down at Adam Lucas, with this being Voltage’s final image for the season as Sunday Night Voltage comes to a close.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
