(Friday Night Dynasty intro plays. Once that’s done, the broadcast switches over to a live view of The O2 Arena in London, England. The sold-out crowd is shown off before the shot switches over to the commentary team.)
Stew-O: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to another edition of Friday Night Dynasty! I am Stew-O, and with me as always are my colleagues Jake Mercer and Flannery McCoy.
Jake Mercer: Top o’ th’ mornin’ to yah, Schtew! 🎩
Flannery McCoy: ???
Stew-O: Well, first off — it’s not morning. Secondly, that has got to be the worst British accent I have heard yet. :mjlol:
Jake Mercer: Hey, gotta give me some kind of credit, yeah? But I will say, let’s give some credit to the London fans! They always show up and show out for any EAW show that takes place here, and with the show we have tonight, it sure is going to blow the roof off the place!
Flannery McCoy: That is true. Tons of exciting matches and lots of moving pieces happening as we near Super Dynasty and Fighting Spirit! There’s bound to be a lot of opportunities ahead for those who want to make some serious moves heading into Pain for Pride!
(‘When Darkness Falls’ by Killswitch Engage hits. The fans boo as Drake King steps up, wearing a frown, no doubt still ticked off by everything that has happened last week between himself, Cy Henderson and Joso.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome at this time, EAW Hall of Famer and the 2025 Grand Rampage winner… DRAAAAKE KIIIIIIING!
(Drake gets in the ring, not wanting to waste any time. Immediately, he paces back and forth, nothing but frustration evident on his face. ‘When Darkness Falls’ fades, and gathering a moment to collect himself… Drake speaks.)
Drake King: You know, last week was supposed to be simple. I was supposed to walk down that ramp, look Cy Henderson in the eyes, and officially declare that at Pain for Pride, I’m taking the EAW World Heavyweight Championship. But of course, because God forbid anything go right around here, Joso had to stick his nose where it didn’t belong. Joso had to make it about himself. Joso couldn’t accept the fact that he lost, and instead of moving on or, even better, working his way back up to possibly challenge for the title again at a future date… he tries to derail me.
(He shakes his head in disgust before he looks right into the hard cam.)
Drake King: Joso—you had your reign. You had your little moment in the sun. You beat legends. You made your point. Congratulations. But now? Now you’re acting like a brat who can’t handle the fact that your time is over. Instead of bowing out with some dignity, you’re out here throwing temper tantrums because you can’t accept that this season doesn’t end with you standing tall. And it’s, it’s so funny too, because you tried to call me that. You had the nerve to act as if I was in the wrong when we faced off last summer, but… I’m the Grand Rampage winner. I have my legitimate claim for the title. You don’t.
(The crowd boos as Drake scoffs.)
Drake King: But you know what? It’s fine. I see this all for what it truly is. This ain’t about Cy Henderson. This ain’t about the title. It’s about me. It’s about you being petty, because every time you look at me, you’re reminded that you’ll never be better than me.
(Drake’s voice grows colder.)
Drake King: You weren’t robbed. You weren’t screwed. You lost. And you need to get in the back of the line where you belong, because come Pain for Pride, it’s me and Cy Henderson, and there’s not a single thing you can do about it. You have absolutely no say in the matter, so I suggest that you don’t waste your time crying to the general managers or running your mouth off before you can actually stop and think for once, because—
(Suddenly, ‘LIKE WEEZY’ by Playboi Carti hits, causing the fans to go into a frenzy of cheers. Drake purses his lips, agitation becoming even more present—and it only worsens once Joso himself makes his appearance. Already having a microphone, he talks up, and his theme quickly fades.)
Joso: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa… relax, man. Matter of fact? Ain’t no need for you to be uptight, because I actually wanted to come out here and apologize to you directly.
(That… confuses just about everyone. The fans murmur, and even Drake himself looks taken aback. However, Joso gets in the ring, and… there’s no malice to him. Almost like a hint of regret is there. Genuine.)
Joso: … Because you’re right. I did flip out. I hated losing. I gave it my all, and being so close to Pain for Pride, I was sure I could’ve ushered in this new era that I have been cultivating for so long. I mean, you’ve main evented the show multiple times before in your own career, so you can say for yourself how much that matters. Every Elitists here dreams of doing it… and knowing that I was so close yet fell short of being a first-time main eventer myself? It hurt, man. It really did.
(Joso takes a deep breath and exhales, shrugging his shoulders.)
Joso: Maybe I am a brat. Maybe I can’t get over that stinging feeling of a loss… but you know what else, Drake?
(Drake cracks a smirk, loving this.)
Drake King: What?
(Joso sighs. He gets closer… and puts a hand on his shoulder.)
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Joso: … I DON’T GIVE A FUCK WHAT YOUR PUSSY ASS HAS GOT TO SAY!!!
Drake King: :francis: !!!
(Joso gets right up and close to Drake as the fans hoot and holler.)
Joso: I’m staking my claim, too! You really thought I was gonna be content with everything? Huh!? You must take me for a fool still even with all the times you and I have interacted this season. Playing dress up and actin’ like a lil’ bitch in your own right got into your head, Mr. Ok Man, because if you think for a second that I’m the type of person that’s gonna give up? Then you don’t know Joso at all.
Joso: You think you’re entitled to this spot? You think just ‘cause you won Grand Rampage that it’s gonna be smooth sailing to Pain for Pride? Newsflash, bitch—nothing around here comes easy. Not for you. Not for anybody. You better get real comfortable being uncomfortable, because whether you like it or not, you’re gonna have to go through me!
(Drake shoves Joso’s hand off his shoulder and steps back, nostrils flaring.)
Drake King: I don’t care what you think you’re owed! You’re not owed a thing! Not from me, not from this company, and definitely not from the EAW World Heavyweight Championship!
Joso: Aye, and you know what? That’s true! I’m not owed anything, which is exactly why I did what I did last week to garner your attention… cause, you see, Drake? I wanna face you, and if I beat you?
(His voice lowers.)
Joso: I want in on the main event match at Pain for Pride.
(The fans explode. Drake’s eye twitches. It looks like he’s going to pop a blood vessel.)
Drake King: I— what!? A match?? To be in MY main event that I earned!? Are you serious!? You don’t get to just insert yourself in! It doesn’t work like that!
Joso: And like I just said, goofy, I ain’t tryna insert myself into anything. I mean, I could have, but at least I’m being the Elitist that I am and challenging you outright to a match at Fighting Spirit. Besides, why are you so shaken up? Aren’t you the mighty Drake King? Didn’t you say that you felt cheated after our match at Reckless Wiring?
(Drake groans.)
Drake King: Alright, the manipulation isn’t going to work, Joso. I said what I said. I already proved I was right by winning Grand Rampage and vindicating myself from all of the stupid stuff I’ve had to deal with this season. Granted, it may have been fun getting to shut you up myself for the title, but either or was going to work, and since Cy has my attention… guess what? That means you are going to be left with NOTHING.
Joso: Word? I don’t know. Sounds like you’re too scared to put your money where your mouth is. Guess you can’t handle adversity after all. 💔
Drake King: Why would I be scared? I’m a two-time Grand Rampage winner. A hall of famer. I have faced countless adversities and enemies along the way, but I’m still here… and if you keep it up? You won’t be here for much longer.
(Joso snorts.)
Joso: Then prove it.
(Drake scowls. However, as he narrows his eyes at Joso, he knows what needs to be done.)
Drake King: … You know? You are really grating. I don’t like you. You are a self-absorbed, arrogant young man, and it’s clear that loss at Grand Rampage didn’t humble you enough… So you know what? If I have to do it myself properly, then so be it. Fighting Spirit, I am going to not just beat you—I am going to end you, Joso. I’m not giving you the chance to live out some fairytale redemption arc. I’m not letting you make your name off of mine. When I’m done with you, you’ll be lucky to even get booked on the Pain for Pride preshow.
Joso: Cool story, King Dickhead. You better come with that same energy when we step in that ring, ‘cause if you don’t?
(He leans in, lowering his voice to a growl.)
Joso: I’m gonna take everything you think you’re entitled to… and leave you choking on your own pride.
(And the battle lines were officially drawn. The fans explode into cheers. Drake clenches his jaw, visibly restraining himself, fists balled at his sides. Joso just tosses the mic onto the mat, brushing past Drake’s shoulder as he makes his way to the ropes, not once looking back as he smirks.)
Stew-O: WOW! What a segment! Joso laid the challenge out for Drake King, and after much prodding, he accepted! But will this help or harm Joso?
Jake Mercer: Joso is ballsy for sure, but this is a huge risk he is taking. I mean, does he really want the match to have Pain for Pride implications? He can end up embarrassing himself and won’t have a main event!
Flannery McCoy: But the prospect of getting it along with reclaiming the World Heavyweight Championship seems to be well worth the risk for him. He threw his shot in, and at Fighting Spirit, we’ll see if it was worth it!
(The final shot shows Drake King staring daggers into the departing Joso before Dynasty fades to commercials.)
(A commercial plays for White Castle.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Burn in My Light’ by Mercy Drive hits the PA speakers and Kai Rabeaux sways out from the back with a cocky demeanor. He trudges down the ramp, allowing the fans to take a moment to bask in the glory that he brings. Kai takes his time headed into the ring, climbing the middle rope and throwing his arms out forward to pose.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, from New York City, New York, weighing in at 230 pounds, “THE FORERUNNER” KKKKAAAIIIII! RRRAABBBEEAAAUUUXXXXX!!!
Stew-O: Last week, Kai Rabeaux shocked a lot of people when he was able to pick up a win over Vincent Mondrian, despite Mondrian trying to stake claim to Chris Elite’s Interwire Championship. He’s beginning to turn heads here on Dynasty, but there’s one man he has been unable to beat whatsoever.
Flannery McCoy: BRAE is like a big brother to Kai at this point in his career. They’ve faced off two different times prior to this, BRAE won both times. At Grand Rampage, BRAE eliminated Kai as well! If Rabeaux wants to get ahead in his career, he’s going to have to figure out how to take down BRAE, make no mistake about it.
(‘Clash of the Gods [EPIC VERSION]’ by Carameii hits the speakers next and BRAE storms out from the back, prepared for war. He storms down, not entertaining the loud roar of the crowd, but rather focused on Kai Rabeaux who knows how hard he’ll have to work for the win. BRAE enters the ring, taking his robe and throwing it to the side, immediately getting in Kai’s face.)
Stephie Love: His opponent, from Bray County Wicklow, Ireland, weighing in at 215 pounds… he is “SON”, BBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Jake Mercer: Easier said than done, though! How relevant is “third time’s the charm” when BRAE is locked in on defeating Kai, aware of how much effort that he’s going to have to put in just for the chance to leave with the win!
Flannery McCoy: BRAE defeated Saori Aizen in the main event of Dynasty last week. He’s got a lot of momentum on his side right now and I don’t believe that he’ll allow Rabeaux to stop him from growing closer to a higher position here on Dynasty.
(DING DING DING!)
Stew-O: We’re off to a start here as both BRAE and Kai Rabeaux circle around the ring, trying to get a feel for one another. They engage in a tight collar & elbow tie-up, and BRAE swings behind Kai into a waistlock. He tries to hoist him up off of the canvas with ease, but Kai drops back down to his feet! He spins around, grabbing BRAE into a tight side headlock. BRAE grabs Kai by the waist and brings him back to the ropes, sending him of—no! Kai spins just in time, grabbing BRAE into a front facelock! BRAE struggles, trying to hoist him up!
Jake Mercer: And BRAE is intent on throwing Kai over the top rope with a northern lights suplex! But Kai lands back onto his feet and brings BRAE down, rolling with a suplex! He plants BRAE’s shoulders to the canvas, but BRAE immediately with a neck bridge to evade keeping his shoulders on the canvas. Kai is in disbelief at this and he tries to knock BRAE onto his shoulders, but BRAE spins out and grabs Kai by the arm, hooking him into a grounded hammerlock. Kai grits his teeth—but he uses his long limbs to his advantage and plants his foot on the bottom rope.
Referee: (off-mic) You’ve gotta break the hold, BRAE!
Flannery McCoy: BRAE releases Kai, and slowly pulls him up from the canvas, but Kai trips him onto his back! He hooks the ankle of BRAE and tries to flip over into a single leg boston crab, but BRAE sends a boot to the jaw! He sends another one! And Kai tries again, only for BRAE to use both feet this time and kick him away! Kai skids to the canvas and rolls to his feet. Both men are up and Kai swings for BRAE! He catches the arm and twirls Kai around, leaning his head down. He grabs him in a double underhook!
Jake Mercer: He tries to hoist Kai up for a butterfly suplex, but Kai spins out and hooks the arms of BRAE! Kai with a butterfly suplex of his own! He’s learned from his last encounters with BRAE! BRAE rolls over, holding at his back. Kai calls him up and meets him with an european uppercut! BRAE fires back with one of his own! BRAE grabs Kai by the neck for another, but Kai spins out, catching his arms and bringing him down with a backslide! Kai is learning BRAE’s moveset very well, as he desperately flails his legs to try and kick out!
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Stew-O: Quick kick out from BRAE! As he rises, Kai grabs him by the head and tries to lift him for a vertical suplex, but BRAE floats over and grabs the waist! He hoists him up this time with a rear amateur wrestling takedown! Kai gets slammed hard into the canvas and BRAE wrenches in that grounded waistlock. Kai reaches around, struggling back up to his feet. He sits up, but BRAE is still pulling on the ribs of Rabeaux. He slowly rises to his feet, trying his hardest to get out of this. BRAE won’t let go of Kai, but he runs forward!
Flannery McCoy: And Kai drops down right as he makes it to the ropes, sending BRAE flying out the ring through the middle rope! BRAE hits the ground hard, holding at his knee! That was the opening that Kai needed and he rolls out to the floor. BRAE staggers up and Kai kicks him hard in the knee! He turns him around and hooks it up, lifting him up from the floor, and BRINGING HIM DOWN WITH A SHINBREAKER ON THE EDGE OF THE APRON! That’s the hardest part of the ring and he’s left BRAE laid out, writhing in pain! Kai has to be extremely proud of himself right now, he’s finally put an end to the stalemate that this match has had so far!
Jake Mercer: Rabeaux pulls BRAE up and throws him into the ring. He rolls in, taking the leg and throwing repeated boots to his calf! He hooks the leg and slams his leg down on the canvas! BRAE sits up, reaching for his leg in pain. Kai takes it and twirls around the leg, pressing BRAE’s calf against his knee! He’s really digging into the calf of BRAE, trying to do all that he can to give him discomfort! BRAE falls back against the canvas, slapping the mat. Kai continues to pull on the leg, twisting it around. And then Kai rises to his feet, trying for a figure four leglock—
Stew-O: BRAE CAPTURES THE HEAD AND BRINGS HIM DOWN WITH AN INSIDE CRADLE JUST IN TIME!
OOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Flannery McCoy: Kai kicks out immediately! Both men rise, but BRAE kicks him square in the ribs! He tucks his head into his thighs, and despite the pain in his leg, he hoists him up for a POWERBOMB—NO! Spoke too soon, BRAE’s legs give out on him and he drops Kai, who lands on his feet! Kai with a kick to the knee of BRAE! BRAE falls to a knee and Kai turns around, twirling his arm around. He hits off the ropes, taking BRAE out with a lariat, ‘REDLINED!’ NO! BRAE DUCKS UNDER AND HOOKS THE WAIST FOR A GERMAN SUPLEX! But Kai performs a standing switch and tosses BRAE with a GERMAN SUPLEX OF HIS OWN!
Jake Mercer: Rabeaux really is learning right now! He rises to his feet, pumping his fists! BRAE holds the back of his head, slowly rising. Kai hits off the ropes and BRAE is struggling up to his feet! ‘REDLINED!’ THE LARIAT TAKES HIM DOWN THIS TIME! HE TURNED HIM INSIDE OUT! BUT BRAE IS ROLLING AWAY! Kai really wants this win, so he still gets over there in time and hooks the legs for a cover, his back turned to BRAE’s body!
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Stew-O: BRAE GETS HIS FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE! Kai sits up, shaking his head. He should’ve saw that one coming! He allowed him to get close to the ropes! BRAE rolls over, coughing out in pain. He reaches for the knee, trying to get up to his feet. Kai drags him up by the hair and he nails him with a stiff forearm smash! BRAE staggers, but follows with one of his own! Kai meets him with another forearm! And another forearm! BRAE is on wobbly legs, and he can hardly hold on to himself due to the pain that he’s in!
Jake Mercer: Kai tries another kick to the leg, but BRAE reaches down to catch his ankle! He pulls him in for an elbow to the jaw! Rabeaux falls into the turnbuckles! BRAE limps towards him and meets him with an elbow smash, over and over! Kai falls to a seated position and BRAE hits off the turnbuckles, running through the pain! HESITATION DROPKICK! RIGHT TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD! Kai falls over, holding his head in agony! BRAE is up to his feet and he yanks Kai up from the canvas! He lifts him up into a fireman’s carry, and when Kai wakes up, he tries to weigh BRAE down!
Flannery McCoy: But BRAE won’t go down that easily! He marches to the center of the ring, taking him out with a DEATH VALLEY DRIVER! Beautifully executed from BRAE, and just like that, Rabeaux is back in trouble! BRAE rolls over, slapping his knee. He’s trying his damndest to get himself up, but all of that stress towards his knee is starting to get to him! BRAE crawls over to Kai, but he rolls away and over to the apron! Kai takes the ropes, trying to get up … but all he’s done is just leave himself in a great position for BRAE!
Stew-O: He staggers up to his feet and grabs Kai by the nose, making Rabeaux scream out in agony! He wraps his arms around the top rope and raises his fist up! Rabeaux is trying to get free, but we all know what comes next! BRAE winds his arm back and then he starts slamming those fists over his chest! THE TEN BEATS OF BRAE! AND THE CROWD BEGINS CHANTING ALONG!
Crowd: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! OH….
Jake Mercer: BRAE WINDS IT BACK FOR ONE LAST TIME TO THE CHEST!
Crowd: TEEENN—
Flannery McCoy: KAI CATCHES HIS ARM AND SNAPS IT OVER THE TOP ROPE! BRAE falls back, holding at his wrist in agony! Kai is beating BRAE with counter after counter! BRAE holds at his arm, crying out in pain! Kai climbs back on the apron and climbs back up the top rope! But BRAE is struggling up to his feet! Kai perches himself up top, and flies from the top rope! Kai with a rare high risk move, DIVING CROSSBODY!
Stew-O: NO! BRAE CATCHES HIM AND ROLLS THROUGH! He deadlifts him up from the canvas, bringing out something that Kai CAN’T counter this time! FALLAWAY SLAM INTO THE TURNBUCKLES! GOODNESS! The back of Kai’s head bounced off the top turnbuckle! How the hell is Rabeaux gonna be able to evade that! He holds at his head in agony! BRAE staggers up, wobbling on one leg! There’s no cares at all in his head right now! He slaps at the ankle, firing himself up! Kai staggers out of the turnbuckles, trying to bring himself up to his feet. He cries out, slowly pulling himself up…
Jake Mercer: BRAE hits off the ropes quickly! Kai looks up. MORRIGAN—NO! KAI MOVES OUT OF THE WAY AND BRAE GETS HUNG OVER THE TOP ROPE! BRAE’S LEG IS TRAPPED! Kai hits off the turnbuckles with a big smile on his face! He leaps into the ‘HOLLOW POINT!’ FLYING KICK TO THE JAW—NO! BRAE GETS HIS LEG FREE AND TURNS INTO A MASSIVE LARIAT! RABEAUX IS KNOCKED OUT COLD! What a sequence of events, BRAE is fired up right now and the crowd is with him as well! Rabeaux is laid stiff on the canvas, his head up towards the ceiling!
Flannery McCoy: He turns around and staggers to the ropes, looking down at Kai! BRAE yells out! And he bounces off the ropes, FLYING INTO ‘RED DEATH!’ NO! RABEAUX FINDS A WAY TO MOVE! BRAE’S FOREARM GOES RIGHT INTO THE CANVAS! He holds at his arm, trying to shake it off to the best of his ability! BRAE slowly makes his way up, and Rabeaux has already found an alternative! He leaps to the middle rope, flying off! ‘CRYSTAL KINGDOM CUTTER!’ THE SPRINGBOARD CUTTER CONNECTS! AND RABEAUX HOOKS THE LEGS! THIS HAS GOTTA BE IT!
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Stew-O: ONLY FOR BRAE TO KICK OUT! BRAE IS STILL ALIVE! AND THAT’S GOTTA BE HEART CRUSHING FOR KAI RABEAUX THIS LATE IN THE MATCH!
Jake Mercer: I don’t think he’s done just yet, though! Kai has seen the resiliency of BRAE in full effect before, and he’s not going to allow it to hold him back from winning now! Kai slowly staggers up, falling into the turnbuckles. He falls into the turnbuckles, pointing to his exposed elbow. BRAE is still desperately trying to get back up to his feet, reeling from that cutter. Rabeaux points at him, running out! ‘BLADE OF BABYLON!’ THAT RUNNING ELBOW RIGHT TO THE JAW!!!
Stew-O: BRAE COMES BACK TO LIFE! He catches the arm of Kai and twirls underneath him! He hooks the other arm! Now Kai has NOWHERE to go! Rabeaux is trying to shift his arms, doing everything in his power to break free but it’s not enough! TIGER SUPLEX! RIGHT ONTO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD … BUT RABEAUX RISES UP TO HIS FEET AS WELL! BRAE has no idea that Kai is back up to his feet and he slowly rises, trying to call for more energy! BUT KAI GRABS THE WAIST! AND HE THROWS BRAE WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX!
Flannery McCoy: AND THAT BOUNCES BRAE OFF THE BACK OF HIS HEAD! The impact sends him falling into the turnbuckles! He holds the back of his neck with one hand, and he desperately tries to answer Kai by rising back up, using his other hand to climb up, using the ropes. Kai points at him, running full force across the ring! ‘HOLLOW POINT!’ FLYING KICK TO THE JAW! BRAE FALLS FLAT ONTO HIS FACE! RABEAUX HAS ONCE AGAIN CAUGHT BRAE OFF GUARD! He takes the legs and drags him to the center of the ring, rolling him over for the cover!
OOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
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Jake Mercer: ANOTHER KICK OUT FROM BRAE! HOW CLOSE CAN IT GET?! Kai sits up, running his hands across his head! He slaps the mat over and over, FURIOUS!
Kai Rabeaux: (off-mic) Are you kidding me, ref?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!
Referee: (off-mic) I’m sorry Kai, but that was a two count!
Stew-O: Now Rabeaux really has to dig deep! He slowly makes his way up to his feet, looking down at BRAE who is currently lost on his surroundings. He takes him by the hair and throws ar ight hand down to the forehead! BRAE falls over. Kai takes BRAE by the hair and throws another punch to the forehead! BRAE falls to his fours, holding at his head. Kai grabs BRAE by the hair and starts slamming down punches to the head, over and over! BRAE is getting battered across the forehead over and over! Rabeaux is refusing to let go, he’s losing his damn mind!
Jake Mercer: He needs to have some composure, though! BRAE feeds off pain, and right now, the more Kai punches him, the more BRAE is starting to show fire! Kai keeps throwing punches to BRAE’s head, but BRAE is starting to rise from the canvas! Kai is so enraged he doesn’t even realize yet! He throws another punch, but BRAE EATS IT! BRAE is back on his feet right now, pointing to his forehead! Kai starts to realize this, in shock that BRAE is still standing! He throws another punch, and BRAE SHOUTS AT HIM! Kai backs down, realizing that he’s put himself in a poor position!
BRAE: (off-mic) COME ON! KEEP GOING!
Flannery McCoy: I advise against it! But Kai throws another punch! AND BRAE CHOPS HIM IN THE THROAT! Kai nearly buckles, holding at his throat! He coughs out, falling into the turnbuckles! BRAE CHOPS HIM AGAIN! Kai’s eyes widen! BRAE raises his hand and begins to fire up chops to the chest! AND NOW THE MACHINE GUN CHOPS ARE FLOWING! KAI’S CHEST IS BEING DESTROYED BY BRAE RIGHT NOW! HE WON’T STOP WITH THE CHOPS, AND THE REF HAS TO REMIND HIM THAT HE’S AGAINST THE ROPES! BUT BRAE! DOES! NOT! CARE!
Stew-O: BRAE grabs Rabeaux and irish whips him across the ring! He hobbles on one leg, running across the ring with ANOTHER CHOP! Rabeaux falls back against the buckles, his eyes rolling to the back of his head! BRAE raises his hand up and he GOES BACK TO THE CHOPS! MACHINE GUN CHOPS! HE’S BACK TO FIRING UP THE CHEST OF RABEAUX! MORE CHOPS, OVER AND OVER! Kai is writhing in pain! He can’t do anymore, but BRAE isn’t allowing him to get out of the corner at all! Kai tries to cover up, and BRAE CHOPS THE THROAT! Rabeaux nearly falls over, coughing out in agony!
Flannery McCoy: He yanks Rabeaux out of the corner and jams his head into his thighs! BRAE grabs Kai by the waist and lifts him up for a POWERBOMB! CAN HE GET IT THIS TIME—NO! ONCE AGAIN THAT LEG GIVES OUT ON HIM! BRAE WAS FLYING TOO CLOSE TO THE SUN! BUT WAIT! RABEAUX FALLS ONTO HIM, HOOKING THE LEGS DOWN FOR A COVER!!!
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Jake Mercer: RABEAUX GRABS THE MIDDLE ROPE FOR LEVERAGE!
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Stew-O: BRAE STILL KICKS OUT! HE STILL FINDS A WAY BACK INTO THIS MATCH! Rabeaux falls over, holding his head in shock! He can’t complain to the ref, because he’s lucky that the referee didn’t see him grabbing the ropes! BRAE rolls over, holding at his knee in agony! Kai slowly makes his way up to his feet, extremely exasperated right now. That was his chance to take the win, and yet nothing came of it. He staggers against the ropes, waiting for BRAE to rise. What hasn’t he gone for—that must be the question going through Rabeaux’s mind right now!
Flannery McCoy: Now BRAE is beginning to rise to his feet, but his back is turned to Rabeaux! That’s not a good omen for him at all, and a big smile outstretches across Rabeaux’s face because he’s beginning to realize that a major opportunity has just been handed to him on a silver platter! BRAE staggers backwards and Kai comes off the ropes! ‘REDLINED!’ BUT HE SWINGS THAT LARIAT TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD THIS TIME!!! WAIT! BRAE DUCKS UNDER JUST IN TIME! SOMEHOW HE HEARD IT COMING FROM KAI!
Jake Mercer: Rabeaux whiffs it, and skids to his knees as a result! He takes the ropes and quickly rises to his feet, turning back around to BRAE—’MORRIGAN!’ THE BICYCLE KICK LANDS FLUSH RIGHT ON THE JAW! BUT BRAE’S LEGS GIVE OUT ON HIM RIGHT AFTER! KAI IS OUT COLD, BUT BRAE IS HOLDING AT HIS KNEE! HE’S GOTTA BE IN DEEP PAIN RIGHT NOW! RABEAUX IS DOWN THOUGH! BRAE HAS TO MAKE THE COVER! HE CRAWLS OVER … AND HE STRAPS AN ARM OVER RABEAUX’S CHEST! THE REFEREE SLIDES TO THE COUNT!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
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Stew-O: RABEAUX KICKS OUT OF THE MORRIGAN! RABEAUX KICKS OUT! BRAE looks up in absolute SHOCK! After three matches with BRAE, he is beginning to grow accustomed to his moves, he’s beginning to build resilience and pain tolerance that he didn’t have before! This match lives on, and folks, this is only the FIRST match of the night! I can’t believe that these two are pushing themselves to this degree after all that they’ve been through!
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! 👏👏 THIS IS AWESOME! 👏👏 THIS IS AWESOME! 👏👏
Flannery McCoy: The fans may feel that this is awesome—but I’m sure BRAE feels the exact opposite right now! He’s brought the best out of Kai Rabeaux, but at what cost?! Kai refuses to stay down! Kai is still laid out on the canvas, holding at his jaw in agony. BRAE rolls over, limping up to his feet. He nearly falls into the ropes, and you also have to think about the time that BRAE gave him to recover after falling over! His knee is in agony right now, and that’s a weak point courtesy of Rabeaux!
Jake Mercer: Both men begin to pull themselves up from the canvas, and BRAE wastes no time, nailing Rabeaux with a forearm! Rabeaux nearly falls over, but he throws a forearm of his own! BRAE meets him with another forearm, and Rabeaux forearms him back! Both men start trading forearms, left and right! BRAE cracks him! Rabeaux cracks him! Back to BRAE! Back to Rabeaux! I’m starting to lose track! They just keep throwing shots, and they’re getting faster and tougher! Shot after shot, something’s gotta give from these two, it absolutely has to! But neither one will go down, I don’t know what it’ll take!
Stew-O: BRAE starts to smother Rabeaux with these constant forearms to the jaw! Rabeaux falls to the ropes, BUT HE COMES BACK WITH A BOOT TO THE JAW! BRAE STAGGERS, RABEAUX BOUNCES BACK WITH ANOTHER ONE! BRAE FALLS OVER, BUT LEAPS BACK WITH A CAPOEIRA KICK TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD! BRAE holds at his knee, it’s killing him! He made a mistake by using his legs to get himself back in the fray—-but it’s not exactly like he has a lot of options at his disposal right now! Rabeaux is on his fours, trying to shake off the pain. Sweat is just dripping off of Kai’s forehead right now, this is the longest singles match that Rabeaux has competed in thus far!
Flannery McCoy: Kai picks BRAE up from the canvas and throws a clubbing blow to the back of the head, then a forearm to the jaw! But Kai responds back with a forearm! And another forearm! And another! BRAE nearly falls, but he swings back another—THRUST KICK TO THE KNEE FROM BRAE! DOWN GOES BRAE! He holds at his knee, crying out in pain! Rabeaux takes him by the hair and goes for the one move he hasn’t attempted this entire match! He flips him upside down, for the ‘KINGSTONE PILEDRIVER!’
Stew-O: ONLY FOR BRAE TO SLIP BEHIND HIM AND HOOK THE WAIST! GERMAN SUPLEX! RIGHT ON THE BACK OF HIS HEAD! BRAE nods his head profusely! He rises to his feet, pulling Kai up! He jams his head into his thighs and wraps his arms around the waist, lifting him up for a powerbomb—NO! Kai drops back to his feet! He lifts BRAE up for an alabama slam! But BRAE flails his legs and presses down on the neck of Rabeaux, bringing him back down to his feet! A counter that BRAE remembered, as he hoists Kai up for that powerbomb! But Kai slips free, and BRINGS BRAE DOWN WITH A CHOP BLOCK! BRAE FALLS TO HIS KNEES, AND KAI RAISES HIS ARM UP! HE HITS OFF THE TURNBUCKLES!
Jake Mercer: RABEAUX RUNS FORWARD, TAKING HIM OUT WITH THE ‘BLADE OF BABYLON!!!’ WAITTTT! BRAE LEAPS BACK UP TO HIS FEET AND FLIES INTO A LEAPING KNEE STRIKE TO THE JAW! RABEAUX SAW IT COMING AND HE RAISES UP HIS GUARD! HIS FOREARMS DRIVEN RIGHT INTO THE KNEE OF BRAE, AND HE GOES DOWN! Rabeaux quickly pulls BRAE up and flips him upside down! HE SPINS AROUND, FOR THE ‘KINGSTONE PILEDRIVER!!!!’
Flannery McCoy: IT CONNECTS—NO! BRAE SLIPS HIS LEGS DOWN AND BRINGS RABEAUX DOWN WITH A VICTORY ROLLL!! SHOULDERS PRESSED TO THE CANVAS!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
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(DING DING DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner of this match, BRRRRAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(The crowd erupts and BRAE releases Rabeaux, falling back from the pinfall. He rolls over, exhausted. Rabeaux can’t even protest the pinfall—he simply lies there defeated as he hears the bell ring. He was THIS close to defeating BRAE, and this time he wasn’t physically outmatched but rather mentally outmatched! The referee helps BRAE up, taking his arm and raising it up to a huge applause from the crowd.)
Jake Mercer: HE GOT IT! BRAE GOT IT! BRAE LEAVES WITH THE WIN! Despite Kai Rabeaux’s best efforts, looking to finally get the win over BRAE—he learned as much as he possibly could from their past encounters and it STILL wasn’t enough! Kai may have shown that he can hang with BRAE, but it will take a lot of work for him to actually be able to defeat him!
Stew-O: You’ve gotta give credit where credit is due, though. That was a phenomenal opening match. It was almost like a chess match in ways, both men were looking for mistakes made by the other, they were giving adaptations to everything because after three matches with someone, you begin to know them very well! Kai knows BRAE very well now, but I don’t think what he was accounting for is that BRAE knows him well too!
Flannery McCoy: I mean, how often do you see BRAE picking up a victory by leverage pin! That should be a victory for rabeaux in itself. He was able to kick out of the Morrigan, he evaded the Red Death, he forced BRAE to dig into weapons that he never uses—but that won’t be enough for Rabeaux. At the end of the day, he didn’t win, and congratulations to BRAE for adjusting on the fly so efficiently tonight.
(A commercial plays for DoorDash, featuring Milli Banks.)
( The lights go out, a female voice screams “REFUSE!”, then “RESIST!”, and finally “RECLAIM!” as it peppers the arena as suddenly “Refuse/Resist” by Sepultura starts to play throughout the arena. A lone spotlight shines on two women standing back to back as the fans cheer; it is Pandora Paisley and Halsey Neel. The music hits its chorus when both women turn, Pandora screams as Halsey Neel smiles wickedly, they both pose.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome at this time, the EAW Unified Tag Team Champions… Halsey Neel and Pandora Paisley: The British Invasion!
(Both women make their way down to the ring, already having their respective microphones in place. They get in the ring, and the lights return to normal. Both women stand in the middle. The crowd continue to greet the two Englanders warmly, and Halsey and Pandora both soak in the adulation for a bit before they speak.)
Halsey Neel: Oh, what a shame we will be leaving England soon. It was quite refreshing not being surrounded by a bunch of sodding plods who have no respect for people with actual talent.
Pandora Paisley: Absolutely. However, you know what isn’t a shame, Hals? The fact that you and I have been able to dominate just like we said we would.
Halsey Neel: You’re right, Pandora! It’s always a good time whenever the British Invasion wins!
(The fans cheer again, and both women carry on.)
Pandora Paisley: It certainly has, especially with all we have been through. Last season had its ups and downs, but this one? This one was where we got to prove ourselves and show to EVERYONE that we were always meant to be in this spot. But above all of that, this season has been about one thing and one thing only: correction. Righting the wrongs that plagued us last year. Full circle moments. Rewriting the narrative in our favor. And so far? We’ve done exactly that. Every setback, every shortcoming, every loss that haunted us, we’ve buried them, one by one, and by the time we hit Pain for Pride, we’ll be walking in as champions…and walking out the same damn way.
(Halsey steps forward, smirking.)
Halsey Neel: And speaking of correcting things…let’s talk about Fire & Ice. Rex McAllister and Raven Roberts. Cute, really. They’ve spent the whole season trying to prove that they’re still ‘it.’ That they’re still good enough. It’s admirable…in a very sad kind of way. See, they’re desperate to stay relevant. They’re desperate for a win that matters. And now? They’re desperate for these titles.
(Halsey taps the tag title belt over her shoulder as Pandora chuckles.)
Pandora Paisley: And you know what? Part of me loves this, because Raven with her sweet, self-righteous self finally knows what it’s like to feel what we felt. That passive-aggressive little horror wanted to step onto our turf last season and had the gall to take on us. She wanted to sit up there on her high horse and act like Devolution was some cancer to Showdown, like we were villains for daring to carve a path for ourselves. She demeaned us, she belittled us…but look who’s clawing for a lifeline now.
Halsey Neel: Absolutely. Misery loves company, and now, Raven is miserable as can be right along with Rex.
(Halsey’s smirk fades just a bit as she speaks more seriously.)
Halsey Neel: I said earlier in the week how it felt good to see you that way, Raven, and I meant it. You won the battle back then, but guess what? We’re winning the war. We’re still standing, better than ever, and you’re just another name on the growing list we have of Elitists that we’re going to beat. You aren’t going to be taking these championships from us, but you know what will be taken? Is what’s left of you and Rex’s dignity!
(Pandora and Halsey smirk at each other before turning back toward the stage.)
Pandora Paisley: So, if you two really are adamant about having a match against us, why don’t you come down here and say it to our faces, loves?
(Without much delay, ‘I2I’ by Magnolia Park hits. Raven Roberts and Rex McAllister step onto the stage to a big pop. They have matching serious expressions, but there’s a certain fire in their eyes. The two waste no time getting in the ring, and from the get-go there’s a palpable energy in the air.)
(With their theme fading, Raven raises her mic, not flinching whatsoever as she speaks directly to her old foes…)
Raven Roberts: You know, it’s a funny thing, truly. So much time has passed, so much has changed. Yet here you two are—still the same bitter, whiny little bitches you were before.”
(The crowd gasp, with some cheering, and some booing. Halsey and Pandora scowl right at Raven, but before either one can interject, she cuts back in.)
Raven Roberts: Congrats on your little redemption tour, though. Being champs is nice and all. But don’t think for a second that it makes you unstoppable. You’ve grown, I’ll give you that much, but at the end of the day? I still have your number. And you can pretend you’re unbothered, but deep down you know exactly what’s coming. You’re staring down the same end you tried so hard to escape, and there’s no one that knows you two better than me.
(Halsey rolls her eyes while Pandora mocks Raven’s words. However, Rex is next, calm and confident.)
Rex McAllister: When Raven and I decided to come back after everything…we knew it wasn’t gonna be easy. We knew there would be doubters, but we also knew exactly what we’re capable of when we’re locked in. Winning the tag titles again? That was always the plan. We just had to rebuild the right way, and now? Now we’re ready. Kind of like how it took you two some time to figure out for yourselves how to get the ball rolling after Raven humbled you two years ago.
(The champions look unimpressed as Halsey lifts her mic again.)
Halsey Neel: Aw, how cute. Mr. Vanilla Man can crack jokes now! Guess when you have spent quite some time becoming one yourself, you have more of an opportunity to flesh out your comedic chops. However, do you want to know what the biggest joke of them all is? It’s you two thinking with all of your hearts that you’re going to ride off into the sunset. I mean, I hate to break it to you, but fairytales aren’t real, sweethearts—and they never will be.
Pandora Paisley: You’ll just have to live with failing again. You’ll have to live with knowing that when the pressure was on, when it mattered, neither of you was good enough.
(Raven narrows her eyes.)
Raven Roberts: And there it is: the usual British Invasion arrogance. I get that time has passed since we last faced off, but if I were you, I’d be a lot more careful about how you choose to approach us. After all, I’m the one that has your number. I’ve beaten you before. You may have grown, but that also applies to me and Rex. We’ve been through a lot, and trust me, you can dish out all of the usual crap you like to do, but you are never going to faze us. We’re coming for the gold, and then? We can head into Pain for Pride as the tag team champions.
(Halsey and Pandora glower. Both women walk closer to Raven, and she reciprocates the movement—but Rex puts his arm in front of her. She stops and nods her head. Both tag champions narrow their eyes at him as he speaks.)
Rex McAllister: … And maybe that will be another humbling lesson for you both. One that, this time? You’re not going to be able to rewrite in your favor.
(The tension remains thick. Both teams stare each other down, and the fans are split, with half cheering for the champions, and the other half rooting for the challengers.)
Stew-O: Fighting Spirit is going to be explosive! British Invasion! Fire & Ice! All for the Unified Tag Team Championships! It’s ON!
(The final shot captures both teams before Dynasty fades.)
(A commercial plays for Fighting Spirit.)
(As Dynasty goes back on air, we see none other than Interwire Champion, Chris Elite patrolling the area.)
Chris Elite: Where is your bitchass at, bruh?
(Chris Elite was kind of pissed off, and it was evident why. Following the events from last week that left a taste in his mouth, he was searching for Vincent Mondrian. Chris Elite stopped as he saw a backstage worker.)
Chris Elite: You know where Vincent Mondrian is?
Backstage Worker: No..
Chris Elite: Holy shit you’re useless. Okay then.
(Chris Elite shook his head, as he continued to trot on, before he stopped.)
Chris Elite: Got ‘em.
(Chris Elite would approach Vincent Mondrian who honestly? Was not hidden at all.)
Chris Elite: Hey man, sorry to bother you— except i’m not at all. The fuck was that last week? I let you walk your acne riddled acutane needing assistance pathetic ass out here to try and make a challenge towards me, and act as if you were worthy of challenging me for the Interwire Championship.
(He held it in the face of Vincent upon that cue.)
Chris Elite: But then you said “I’m pussy” and proceeded to hit me across the face in unceremonious fashion. The balls that you have, to accommodate a fest like that. But not only did you do all that, trying to act tough — you know what you proceeded to go out on a limb and do? You fucking lost. You fucking LOST to against New Breed!!
(Chris Elite suddenly began laughing hysterically at the misfortunes of Vincent Mondrian, this entire time Vincent stood there, he was unphased by the pelting of insults from Chris Elite so far..)
Chris Elite: I am sorry dude, I know everyone gotta start somewhere, but how are you gone try to act like you the toughest motherfucker around, then lose like that?
Vincent Mondrian: I find it funny that you have the gall to say something of that feat, being so that I lost to my opponent last week in Kai Rabeaux a promising Elitist to say the less, are you doing some revisionist history of yourself, We can talk and address my flaws, and I’ll even be man enough to admit some of them. But do you even realize what kind of tree you are backing up? Come on Chris, you are having fun, but having fun also comes at the risk of being impressionable and setting yourself up for failure. Do I need to remind you, how it was before you became champion.. losing to every single type of Elitist coming and going? It did not matter if they were New Breed or well established, you just kept beating them everytime you interacted..
(Chris Elite.. was a little offended by that, as he recalled the times before he was Interwire Championship.. but he just tried to ignore it, shaking his head.)
Chris Elite: You can try to bring that and throw it up in my face, but at the very least, I capitalized on the opportunity presented to me. I beat the champion and made that shit at Grand Rampage a triple threat, and lo and behold… guess what? I was able to back up my words, and get the job done. And I did that when it mattered the most.. Meanwhile how about that for you, Vincent? When you had the shot?? It all blew up in your face. You lost that title when the spotlight was on you, I even beat the dude that beat you. So like, come on now Vincent. You ain’t making history and there ain’t no 2x Interwire Champion about it, you’re literally off the dip if you think that you’re about to get that shit done.
(Chris Elite rolled his eyes at the delusional aspects of Vincent Mondrian, but Vincent stood calm in his shell. He wasn’t letting the words affect him..)
Vincent Mondrian: I’ll even confess to you, last week was a sting for me, but I’m fine. I don’t really see what I benefit from backing out of this now, because I am only getting further up the pecking order. I promise to you Chris Elite, that all the crap currently spewing out of your mouth is gonna catch up to you. You can sit here and play pretend and act like the last couple of years haven’t happened, but there is concrete evidence. There is genuine truthfulness about your failures and your blunders. You floundered. And you are only now finally reaping rewards after making drastic change. But let’s be honest, you’re barking more like a little mutt than a big dog that actually secured his spot. But, that is just to be expected.. That’s just the way you have integrated yourself into these things. But this is to be expected when you do nothing but fail, and finally catch a lucky break.
Chris Elite: Yeah, but your chain fake. But you know something, between myself and you Vincent, the best part of it is — you are saying so much of this, talking about 2 Interwire Champion and the historic means, but ain’t it funny how down the list — only two of us were actually able to beat Jay Jerry Johnson? Food for thought that you probably don’t want to hear. But it’s funny, because you want to act like you’re on some sort of demon time, as if you are walking grounds like none other. But you’re just being a cocky little bitch, and you’re gonna cook yourself by means you’ve never faced before. Go ahead and act like this man, because I saw you lose last week, and I have no problem with watching you lose again.
(Chris Elite said, staring directly at Vincent Mondrian..)
Chris Elite: Oh yeah, and speaking of watching you lose again, guess imma go get ready to sit on commentary and make yo trash ass match interesting.
(With that being said Chris Elite walked off, Vincent Mondrian stood there, arms crossed as he shook his head. Dynasty would then fade elsewhere..)
(Dynasty returns from commercial break as ‘Invincible’ by Pop Smoke is playing in the background. Chris Elite is taking his place next to Stew-O on the announcers’ table. The Interwire Championship in front of him is the title holder.)
Stew-O: Welcome back to Friday Night Dynasty as we’re being joined by the Interwire Champion, Chris Elite going into this match! Chris, pleasure to have you here!
Chris Elite: (puts on the headset) Just here to watch a bum embarrass himself. Maybe, we’ll get one less contender for my title here.
(‘Razorface’ by Celldweller begins to play through the speakers. The crowd has a mixed reception for David Gideon Smith, who comes out from the back. He has a stoic look on his face as he surveys his whereabouts. He begins to make his way down the ramp and to the ring.)
Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING MATCH IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!!!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!!
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST…OMAHA, NEBRASKA…WEIGHING IN AT 245 POUNDS…HE IS ‘THE SOVEREIGN’…DAVID GIDEON SMITH!!!!!
Stew-O: Last week, David Gideon Smith fell short in defeating Clayton Golde. It was within the match that we got to see a bit of the well-rounded Elitist that we could expect him to be. This week, he has another opportunity against a submission specialists in Vincent Mondrian!
Flannery McCoy: There’s not a lot to this guy, so the only way we’re beginning to figure him out is within the wrestling ring. That’s what makes him a bit intriguing.
Jake Mercer: It’s obvious who you’re wanting to win this week, Chris.
Chris Elite: DGS better beat his ass. That’s all I’m going to say. Normally, I wouldn’t care about this match, but from what Vincent did last week, I wanna see him get a taste of his own medicine.
(‘Lacrimosa [Epic Remix]’ by Samuel Kim begins to play through the speakers as Vincent Mondrian comes out from the back, clearly focused and determined. He forms a smirk on his face.)
Stephie Love: AND…INTRODUCING HIS OPPONENT…FROM LAREN, NETHERLANDS…WEIGHING IN AT 205 POUNDS…HE IS ‘ZERO’…VINCENT MONDRAIN!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: And, speaking of Vincent Mondrian, he laid you out last week on Dynasty, Chris.
Chris Elite: Must have been the highlight of his entire week. He faces me inside that ring and it all goes down for him. I can’t wait to wipe that smirk on his face.
Flannery McCoy: Vincent Mondrian is a former Interwire Champion. He shouldn’t be underestimated.
Chris Elite: Bro was champion for a cup of coffee, but would you really call it a reign?
Jake Mercer: It’s in the record books. So, it’s a reign.
Chris Elite: I can assure you that it’s going to be longer than that, so everyone can kick back and relax and let me work my magic. But, let’s see if this clown can cook.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Flannery McCoy: The two Elitists go for a collar-and-elbow tie up! For a second, it seems like Vincent Mondrian is able to keep himself still! He even looks to push David Gideon Smith back! But, it seems like David is the one that manages to push Vincent back to the corner! He holds him there for a second before the referee begins his count!
Referee: (off-mic) ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! STEP BACK, DAVID!
Jake Mercer: Slowly, but surely, David Gideon Smith backs away! His hands are up so the referee can see them! Vincent goes right after him, BUT DAVID CONNECTS WITH A FACE PALM DUNK AS THAT TAKES VINCENT DOWN! DAVID GETS DOWN TO HIS KNEES BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A SERIES OF GROUNDED ELBOWS TO THE RIBS OF VNCENT MONDRIAN!
Chris Elite: Bro, is this who am I supposed to be sweating about?
Stew-O: Vincent Mondrian is a former Interwire Champion, Chris. THINGS DON’T LOOK TO BE GOOD FOR HIM AT THE MOMENT AS DAVID GIDEON SMITH TRANSITIONS FROM ELBOW STRIKES TO FOREARMS TO THE BACK OF VINCENT’S SKULL! Then, he picks up Vincent by one of his arms and takes him back down with an arm DDT! Still, we see that Vincent is looking to pick himself up in a crawling position! David waits for Vincent to get himself to a right angle before connecting with a takedown cross armbreaker! But, Vincent manages to back away to one of the ropes and get his bottom foot there! That’s pretty good awareness from Vincent!
Flannery McCoy: David Gideon Smith releases the hold! He wants nothing more than to get a win this week! He backs away as he allows Vincent Mondrian to get himself up to an extent! When he sees his opportunity, he races towards Vincent before knocking him back with a corner back elbow! Vincent collapses to a knee as David gets Vincent from underneath his chin! He pauses for a moment before sending his body forward and connects with a knife-edge chop to the chest of Vincent! This sends Vincent stumbling forward in response, clutching to his chest in pain! But, David manages to grab onto Vincent and pushes him back! He connects with another knife-edge chop to the former Interwire Champion’s chest!
Jake Mercer: That doesn’t seem to be enough for David Gideon Smith, Flann! He pushes Vincent Mondrian back before connecting with a series of rapid knife-edge chops to the chest of Vincent Mondrian! But, after a while, it seems like Vincent is trying to put on a brave face! It seems to have little to no effect! And, these are brutal knife-edge chops, ladies and gentlemen!
Chris Elite: Not going to lie, but I think I saw David’s hand squish the chest of Vincent. Like, almost cave into the chest. I think that bro’s going to need to get that checked after this match. That shit is not normal at all.
Stew-O: Vincent Mondrian throws a forearm to the face of David Gideon Smith! That doesn’t seem to rock David at all! He looks to connect with a forearm of his own! But, Vincent ducks out of the way! He switches positions with David! NOW, IT’S DAVID THAT FINDS HIS BACK AGAINST THE CORNER! VINCENT BEGINS TO CONNECT WITH A SERIES OF FOREARMS TO THE FACE OF DAVID! DAVID IS DOING WHATEVER HE CAN TO BLOCK THESE SHOTS! BUT, VINCENT IS DETERMINED TO NAIL EACH ONE! THEN, HE BEGINS TO STOMP ON THE RIBS OF DAVID! Almost like he’s trying to face David’s ribs against the corner! David collapses to the second turnbuckle! Vincent pulls David into a front headlock position! He begins to connect with some forearms to the back of David’s neck! David begins to go down to one knee! Vincent goes back before connecting with an arm DDT of his own! But, he’s not done there!
Flannery McCoy: Vincent Mondrian straightens David Gideon Smith’s arm to the canvas before delivering a nasty double foot stomp and landing on that arm! Right away, David begins to cry out in pain! That seems to satisfy Vincent a bit as Vincent lays out David’s arm right away before delivering another double foot stomp on that arm again! NOW, IT SEEMS LIKE VINCENT IS TURNING HIS ATTENTION FROM DAVID’S RIGHT ARM TO STOMPING ON HIS HEAD! DAVID IS TRYING TO BLOCK THESE SHOTS TO THE HEAD, BUT VINCENT IS NAILING HIM WITH EACH ONE!
Jake Mercer: Vincent Mondrian connects with a knee drop to the back of David Gideon Smith’s head before going for the first pin fall attempt of the match!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
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Stew-O: David Gideon Smith kicks out! Vincent Mondrian picks up David in a front headlock! He connects with a series of knee strikes to the gut! Then, he connects with a forearm to the neck of the newcomer! Vincent manages to pick up David in a vertical position before taking him back with a vertical suplex! Now, Vincent manages to stretch out David’s arms back and I think that he’s going for the romero special. He gets David into position before tilting back-and-forth and raising him up!
Chris Elite: So far, I’m not impressed with what I’m seeing. Like, I need some excitement. I’m the Interwire Champion. Everyone should be looking to impress me. I need to know that I’m not having my time wasted here. I need something. Something that makes coming out here worth my time. Maybe, I’m not just a rEaL gRaPs kind of guy.
Flannery McCoy: Everyone has their cup of tea, Chris. Personally for me, I think that this has been quite interesting to see. David Gideon Smith is shaking his head and grinding his teeth, trying to fight through the pain! Somehow, he needs to get himself out of this position! It seems like the strength of David might be able to overpower Vincent Mondrian’s! This causes Vincent to take David back down! But, he connects with a giant boot to the back of David’s head! This knocks David forward and face-first against the canvas!
Jake Mercer: Vincent Mondrian is looking at your direction, Chris! He grabs David Gideon Smith and wraps his arms around the waist of David! Vincent has his back turned to one of the corners before throwing David back with a German suplex! David goes crashing to that corner! Vincent manages to take a couple of sets back! I’m not sure what he’s looking to do now, but he charges towards David and connects with a cannonball senton!
Stew-O: NO! DAVID GIDEON SMITH MANAGES TO GET HIMSELF OUT OF THE WAY! THIS CAUSES VINCENT MONDRIAN TO CRASH TO THE TURNBUCKLE AT THE CORNER! NOW, DAVID TAKES ADVANTAGE OF THE OPENING PRESENTED TO HIM AND CONNECTS WITH A BASEMENT DROPKICK TO THE FACE OF VINCENT! He rises back to his feet before getting Vincent back up! He connects with a series of cravate knee strikes to the face of the former Interwire Champion! The last knee strike causes Vincent to stumble back! David follows that up with a rolling heel kick as that sends him back to the ropes!
Flannery McCoy: Vincent Mondrian has one hand on the top rope as he tries to force himself up! David Gideon Smith runs right after him, looking to clothesline him over the top rope! But, Vincent takes him back with an elbow! But, David goes right back after him! But, Vincent manages to get him through the middle rope! His upper half of the body is sticking out on the apron! Vincent exits the ring and pulls David out even more! Vincent connects with a series of cravate knee strikes to the face of David! Vincent is unleashing every sort of frustration with each of those knee strikes!
Jake Mercer: One last knee strike knocks David Gideon Smith back inside the ring! But, Vincent Mondrian drops down from the apron and pulls David by one of his feet! He is looking at the ring post at the corner! Vincent pulls David towards the ring post at the corner! He’s looking to extend one of David’s legs back to smash it against the ring post! But, David manages to kick Vincent away before he could do that! Vincent manages to grab David’s leg again, but David manages to shove Vincent away as he goes back to the barricade!
Stew-O: David Gideon Smith rolls out of the ring to retrieve Vincent Mondrian! He grabs Vincent by the nape of his neck and throws him to the steel steps! DAVID GETS VINCENT IN A POWERBOMB POSITION! HE SLAMS DOWN THE FORMER INTERWIRE CHAMPION ON THE TOP OF THE STEEL STEPS!
Chris Elite: One more time! Come on!
Flannery McCoy: IT SEEMED LIKE HE LISTENED TO YOU, CHRIS! HE LIFTS UP VINCENT MONDRIAN IN A POWERBOMB POSITION BEFORE SLAMMING HIM DOWN ONTO THE STEEL STEPS ONCE MORE! Vincent slides off the steel steps, clutching his back! David gets Vincent and rolls him back into the ring! Shortly after, David rolls himself back inside the ring! He picks up Vincent and I’m not too certain on what exactly he is going to connect with, but it’s not going to look pretty!
Chris Elite: There’s a part of me that wants to feel bad for Vincent, but him being a bozo last week makes it difficult for me to do that. Is David going for another powerbomb or something? 🤨
Jake Mercer: It seems like David Gideon Smith is looking for an elevated liger bomb. He likes to call that move ‘The Eschaton Powerbomb!’
Chris Elite: The Escha-what? :mjlol:
Jake Mercer: It’s like the final event of a divine plan or end of the world.
Chris Elite: What in the Methuselah is that? Bro’s been drinking the same kool-aid as that man or something?
Stew-O: WHATEVER IT IS, IT SEEMS LIKE IT WAS EFFECTIVE AS DAVID GIDEON SMITH SLAMS VINCENT MONDRIAN ON THE MAT! HE HAS HIM THERE FOR THE COVER! IS THIS GOING TO BE IT HERE?!?!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
TTT–
Flannery McCoy: Vincent Mondrian with a kick out! David Gideon Smith is remaining calm, cool and collected as he finds his way back up! He begins to back away from Vincent! He is gesturing for Vincent to get back to his feet! David is more than anxious to hit this next move – which could be the move to end this match! Slowly, Vincent begins to make his way back to his feet as he turns around! David goes right after him with ‘The Black Blade’ – his variation of a lariat!
Jake Mercer: BUT, VINCENT MONDRIAN DROPS DOWN AT THE LAST SECOND! DAVID GIDEON SMITH STOPS HIMSELF ON HIS TRACKS AS HE CONNECTS WITH A CHOPBLOCK TO THE BACK OF DAVID’S KNEE AS THAT TAKES HIM DOWN! VINCENT GETS RIGHT ON TOP OF DAVID AND BEGINS TO BATTER HIM WITH A SERIES OF LEFT AND RIGHT FOREARMS TO THE FACE! VINCENT FOLLOWS THAT UP WITH A SERIES OF ELBOWS! VINCENT UNLEASHING MORE OF THAT FRUSTRATION THAT HE’S BEEN FEELING FOR AGES NOW! SOMETHING THAT YOU WOULD NEED TO WORRY ABOUT, CHRIS!
Chris Elite: Yeah, yeah, I’ve heard it all before. But, if he could manage to win this match, we’ll see about that.
Stew-O: He grabs onto David Gideon Smith’s leg before applying a rolling knee bar on the newcomer! But, David, with some wonderful awareness, manages to get a hand underneath the bottom rope! But, Vincent Mondrian is not looking to let go of the leg, which causes the referee to begin his count!
Referee: (off-mic) ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! LET GO, VINCENT!
Flannery McCoy: Vincent Mondrian has to release the hold! I think that one of the last things that he wants to happen is getting himself disqualified! He would love to add a win to the column for himself! David looks to try to use the ropes to help get himself back to his feet, but Vincent begins to stomp on the leg of David! He connects with a knee breaker to the canvas as that causes David to clutch his leg in pain!
Jake Mercer: Now, Vincent Mondrian is looking for an ankle lock! Is he looking to make David Gideon Smith submit to an ankle lock?
Chris Elite: Wouldn’t be the first time that happened. But, I’d expect better from a man with a ton of experience and knowledge under his belt.
Stew-O: True. But, David Gideon Smith manages to roll himself through and fling Vincent Mondrian away from him! David tries to get himself to his feet, but Vincent is one step ahead of him and connects with a German suplex to the corner! THEN, HE BACKS AWAY! VINCENT’S EYES ARE STILL AT THE CORNER AS HE CONNECTS WITH A ‘GALICK GUN’ – A YAKUZA KICK TO THE CORNER AS THAT CAUSES DAVID TO STUMBLE FORWARD! VINCENT MANAGES TO PICK HIM UP FOR ‘BIG BANG ATTACK’ – THE SPINEBUSTER TAKES DAVID DOWN!
Flannery McCoy: VINCENT MONDRIAN IS BEGINNING TO FEEL GOOD ABOUT HIMSELF AS HE PICKS UP DAVID GIDEON SMITH FOR ‘VAN GOGH ACENDENCY’ – HIS VARIATION OF THE INVERTED HEADLOCK DROPPED INTO A DDT! DAVID IS SPIKED ON THE TOP OF HIS HEAD! IS THIS GOING TO BE IT??
Chris Elite: Kick out, David! :noah:
OOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Lacrimosa’ begins to play once more as Vincent Mondrian rolls off of David Gideon Smith. Vincent looks to be quite satisfied with the outcome as he has his arm raised in victory.)
Stephie Love: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH…VINCENT MONDRIAN!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: I can’t imagine how good that must feel for Vincent Mondrain to get a victory for himself! Especially, since he made his claim to go after your Interwire Championship, Chris.
Chris Elite: Yeah, but it’s gonna take a lot more to take this title from me.
Stew-O: David Gideon Smith showed some aggression and stood toe-to-toe with Vincent Mondrian in this match up. I would love to see more of this guy because I do believe that there’s a lot more to be seen here! This is going to make him hungry to get that first victory here and if that means more aggression and power, the roster is going to be in some serious trouble!
(The camera pans to David Gideon Smith, clearly unhappy with the result. But, he’ll bounce back and be even stronger.)
Flannery McCoy: Agreed, Stew.
Chris Elite: Oh, now you wanna dickeat? Win one match and now, you think that you got a shot at winning this title?
(The camera fully reveals that Vincent Mondrian is looking at Chris Elite’s direction from inside the ring. Chris begins to get himself up and swing the title back onto his shoulder. The two men seem to be in a battle of words at the moment. It’s unclear what Vincent is saying, but Chris is not taking it lightly.)
Chris Elite: You like to take cheap shots. Why not say that shit to my face? Be a man and say that to my face!
Jake Mercer: It seems like he’s going to take that advice, Chris! Vincent Mondrian exits the ring and he’s going after you! We gotta get out of the way, guys!
Chris Elite: Nah, I got you.
Stew-O: Chris Elite is quickly able to move himself out of the way from the announcers’ table! At the same time as Vincent Mondrian, he begins to throw some rapid punches! Vincent is able to match his level of intensity as the two of them are imploding right at ringside! These two men are looking to knock the other out and it’s Vincent that manages to throw a mean punch that sends him stumbling to the ground!
Vincent Mondrian: (off-mic) I’m going to recollect what’s mine if it’s the last thing that I do –
Flannery McCoy: Chris Elite manages to rise up and swing the Interwire Championship to the face of Vincent Mondrian! This takes Vincent to the ground! The champion just struck down his challenger! Chris looks at his title before raising it up high! He stands over a tall Vincent Mondrain! This week is a better picture for Chris!
Jake Mercer: I don’t think that Vincent Mondrian realizes the situation that he got himself into! But, he will eventually!
(Chris continues to stand tall as Dynasty fades to commercials.)
(A commercial plays for Smuckers Honey, featuring Bea Valentine.)
(Backstage at Dynasty, Kensingten Calhoun-Astor and Richard Grant are standing inside their office, both looking mildly annoyed already. The camera pans to show BRAE, Cosmo Goldworthy, Clayton M. Golde, and Kai Rabeaux all together and immediately, the tension in the room is palpable. Kai glares daggers at BRAE, his body language already defensive, while Cosmo throws a smug smirk toward Clayton, who scoffs and crosses his arms.)
Richard Grant: Alright, alright. Let’s skip the stare downs and the heavy breathing, huh? We didn’t call you four here to watch you throw tantrums or argue amongst yourselves yet again.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Bless your little hearts, but you boys ain’t slick. We know there’s… history. Ain’t none of you hidin’ it too well.
(Kai shifts, clearly biting his tongue while shooting a look at BRAE. Cosmo makes an exaggerated show of looking away from Clayton. Claytonjust shakes his head in disgust,doing his best to remain calm.)
Richard Grant: But guess what? We don’t care about your petty squabbles. We care about opportunity. And right now? Opportunities are gettin’ real scarce.
(Kensingten steps forward, clasping her hands together.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Pain for Pride is right around the corner, boys. But don’t forget—Super Dynasty comes first. Elitists all over this roster are fighting tooth and nail just to secure a spot on either card. And not everyone’s gonna make the cut. Some dreams are gonna get crushed before they even get close.
(The four elitists start murmuring among themselves, the tension bubbling again.)
Cosmo Goldworthy: Obviously I’m a shoe-in compared to some of the… lackluster talent in here.
(He eyes Clayton pointedly. Clayton scoffs.)
Clayton M. Golde: Really? And please, remind me again how someone of your caliber is without a championship? I could’ve sworn you had Effy dead to rights.
Cosmo Goldworthy: Man, shut your goofy, fake Master Yoda ass up!
(Kai cuts in with a sneer.)
Kai Rabeaux: Maybe if some people here spent less time trying to be all intimidating and more time actually doing something of note again, they wouldn’t be afterthoughts.
(He throws a very unsubtle glance toward BRAE, who rolls his eyes.)
BRAE: Funny coming from the guy who needed a welcome mat to trip over just to make a name for himself.
(The bickering rises in volume, but Kensingten claps her hands once, loud and sharp, cutting through the noise.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Alright boys, ENOUGH! We ain’t gonna sit here and watch a bunch of grown men act like children.
Richard Grant: You’re all talented and hungry, but if you keep wasting your time dragging each other down, you’re gonna end up nowhere fast.
(The four settle down, still clearly simmering but listening now. Richard and Kensingten sense the shift and ease themselves.)
Richard Grant: So here’s what’s gonna happen. You want a shot at Pain for Pride? You want to prove you’re not just another face in the crowd? Then you’re gonna have to earn it.
(The four lean in slightly, eyes narrowing with curiosity.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: And you’ll be able to do that real soon as at Super Dynasty, it’s gonna be the four of you: BRAE. Cosmo Goldworthy. Clayton M. Golde. Kai Rabeaux. A fatal four-way match has been made official.
(Richard grins.)
Richard Grant: And the winner? You’ll head to Pain for Pride with an Interwire Championship match, against whoever holds it after Fighting Spirit: Chris Elite or Vincent Mondrian.”
(There’s an instant reaction. BRAE smirks wide, Kai nods with a determined fire in his eyes, Clayton looks like he’s already plotting how he’s gonna win, and Cosmo straightens his vest like he’s already visualizing himself holding gold.)
BRAE: Looks like it’s my time after all.
Cosmo Goldworthy: You’re time? As if! You’re dreaming, man. There’s only one obvious choice for a marquee Interwire title match, and you’re looking at him.
Clayton M. Golde: A bit too soon to be hubristic, don’t you think?
Kai Rabeaux: I agree—for all of you, actually. You’re not on my level. You all had your time to shine and it hasn’t worked, so it may be better for you to quit while you’re ahead.
BRAE: And yet, how many times have I beaten you now? I’m losing count!
Kai Rabeaux: Excuse you!?
(The arguing kicks off again, louder this time, everyone talking over each other.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Guys!
Cosmo Goldworthy: You wanna talk about hubris?? What have YOU done again? At least I earned my title shot and ended up looking like less of a bitch compared to you!
Clayton M. Golde: So, you’re proud of falling short. I would say that’s a step in the right direction, but…
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: GUYS!!
Kai Rabeaux: You insolent fool! You have no right to disrespect me like this when we’re coming up on a year now since you last truly mattered!
BRAE: Then if you can do the same things I have but better, do it. Show it to me… wait, actually, you can’t, because you are absolutely incompetent.
Kai Rabeaux: I’ll show you incompetent…!
(Kensingten throws her hands up in defeat while Richard shakes his head)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Lord have mercy, security!
(Security quickly rushes in, getting between the four men before things can turn into a full-on brawl. The GMs sigh in exasperation as the camera focuses on the chaotic energy between the four elitists. From there, the shot fades back to ringside…)
(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘RUNITUP’ by Tyler The Creator & Teezo Touchdown can be heard blaring throughout the speakers as Cosmo Goldworthy emerges from the back with confidence etched across his expression. He makes his way down the ramp, nodding to himself as he’s prepared for the match to come.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! From Oakland, California, weighing in at 220 pounds, COSMOOOOO GOLDWORTHY!
Stew-O: Cosmo Goldworthy has been certainly proving himself to be an elitist to watch out for as he’s been able to garner far more eyes on himself, as he is now venturing into battle against a very tenured elitist where he seeks out a great win!
Flannery McCoy: This will be the necessary proving point for Cosmo as he steps into the fray once more following a tough defeat at Grand Rampage, now against an elitist who absolutely has become a strong mainstay for Dynasty as a whole, which could mean a sizable deal to garner the win over!
(‘Judas’ by Lady Gaga can be heard throughout the speakers as the crowd reacts with loud adoration for the arrival of Holly Allow. As she emerges from the back, Holly takes a glance at the audience as she nods to herself shortly before walking down the ramp & looking ahead to the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing his opponent! From Liverpool, England, weighing in at 149 pounds… ‘THE SERAPH’, HOLLYYYYYYYY ARROW!!!
Stew-O: Holly Arrow will face off against a competitor she has limited history with, as a momentum boost can be crucial following a tough loss for the Interwire Championship. However, she is focused on the match at hand nonetheless, as Cosmo will be looking to garner momentum as well.
Flannery McCoy: While that much is absolutely true, Holly Arrow has proven time & time again that she can compete at a high level, which Cosmo is limited within. But that’s with good reason, as Goldworthy can continue to mount the experience against an elitist of Holly’s very own caliber.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: And we’re off with another match right here on Dynasty! Holly Arrow & Cosmo Goldworthy look to battle against one another in a contest that should bring quite the sizable momentum for the future ahead, as Pain for Pride is soon to loom itself over the entirety of EAW as we become these crucial weeks away from the event! With the season soon coming to a close, they will each be looking to mount up any opportunity that they possibly can when it comes to heading into the next season with warranted success to their names! No better time to do that than right here in a match of this very nature, as they begin to pace around the ring & focus toward one another soon afterwards.
Flannery McCoy: As they look to target one another with Cosmo moving in—BUT HOLLY DUCKS UNDER, AND COSMO TURNS DIRECTLY INTO AN OPEN PALM STRIKE RIGHT OVER HIS CHEST AS HE’S FEELING EVERY BIT OF THAT! Cosmo backs away for the moment as he is certainly seeing that Holly is intent on bringing as much energy as she can ahead of the latter weeks of this season dawning upon her, understanding that time cannot be wasted from here as she sends another open palm across the chest of Cosmo with absolute authority!
Jake Mercer: As the referee is now beginning to count down with how Cosmo is leaning back against the ropes, being placed through the pressure by Holly early on as Arrow doesn’t relent back from sending a THIRD open palm sprawling across the chest of Cosmo as he’s shaking his own head, trying to resist the struggle that he’s been met with from here! Holly is refusing to let up as she’s now emphasizing forearms that are sprawling across the temple of Cosmo as well! The referee continues to count away as this can go south for Holly if she doesn’t back away right now!
Stew-O: Holly does understand this much as she backs away, keeping her hands lifted upward as the referee gives her the earful that she ignores before moving back toward Cosmo—BUT COSMO WITH A SUDDEN BACK ELBOW ACROSS THE TEMPLE OF HOLLY ARROW!! Holly is rattled by that elbow as Cosmo is now looking to mount as much of the offense as he can, sending another right hook across her jaw as Holly has been thwarted from sending further efforts the way of her opponent, now being backed into the corner here as Cosmo is refusing to let up from here, repeatedly striking away with rights & lefts as the referee is now counting down!
Flannery McCoy: But Cosmo does find the necessity to back away and nods off to the referee, not looking to disparage himself from applying the pressure that he needs to dish out if he wants to find himself in a more advantageous spot in this match while he still can! Holly is remaining in the corner yet Goldworthy is setting his own sights back on Holly Arrow as she’s not looking to stay motionless for long—ALTHOUGH COSMO SOON RUSHES FORWARD & TOWARD HOLLY AS HE LEAPS UPWARD FOR AN ELBOW IN THE CORNER—
Jake Mercer: BUT HOLLY EVADES THE ELBOW! Cosmo crashes into the corner as he finds no one there to apply that offense toward, now clutching onto his side after he met the turnbuckle rather than any elitist to land the elbow onto! Cosmo turns himself toward Holly Arrow from here—AS HOLLY REELS COSMO IN & LAUNCHES HIM OFF WITH AN EXPLODER SUPLEX!! Cosmo lands right onto the mat as he’s clutching onto his own lower back, Holly utilizing all of her strength to ensure that Cosmo isn’t getting up so easily as she now rushes toward the cover from here!
ONEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOO—
Stew-O: KICK-OUT from Cosmo from here! Holly nods to herself as she sees that Cosmo is refusing to stay down for long, and she proceeds to set herself directly behind Cosmo, raining down the forearms directly over Cosmo’s upper back as Goldworthy is in a bad spot right here! Cosmo is trying to keep himself as conscious in this match as he can be but he’s being suppressed by the former Unified Tag Team Champion with everything that he’s possibly got! Holly is now turning Cosmo right around & looking to apply further pressure in the most crucial manner that she can!
Flannery McCoy: AS SHE APPLIES THE GUILLOTINE CHOKE FROM HERE! Holly Arrow has got the guillotine choke locked in as Cosmo is now trying to scramble around, see if there is any feasible way that she can bring herself out of this but it’s looking to become an even greater struggle than he can anticipate from here! Goldworthy is shaking his own head as he’s keeping his lower body elevated from the mat, as the referee is intently watching & inspecting Cosmo to see if he may be looking to give in to the submission or keep on fighting through it!
Jake Mercer: As Cosmo is now looking to fix his positioning while he’s stuck in this submission, lifting himself & Holly upward as he’s finding some ground that he can cover here! Arrow is trying to lock in the choke with much more pressure yet Cosmo is able to bring himself up a proper stance… BEFORE RUSHING DIRECTLY INTO THE CORNER! HOLLY IS SENT INTO THE CORNER AS SHE HAS TO LET GO! Arrow is clutching onto the back of her own neck afterward, with Cosmo finding the wherewithal to bring himself back up while Holly is trying to recover in her own right—
Stew-O: AS COSMO SENDS A SPINNING BACK ELBOW THAT SENDS HOLLY TEETERING BACKWARD INTO THE ROPES!! Arrow is rocked by the spinning back elbow as she’s now dazed, leaning against the ropes before finding the wherewithal to return back toward Cosmo Goldworthy while he’s still trying to recover as with the energy vested within her still—SHE LOOKS TO SWING FORWARD!
Flannery McCoy: ‘TILL SHE’S CAUGHT & DROPPED BY A URANAGE FROM COSMO GOLDWORTHY!! Cosmo quickly resorts to hooking the leg as Holly is down, the referee counts away from here!
ONEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOO—
Jake Mercer: NOT ENOUGH! Holly has more than enough left to keep herself in this match as Cosmo now sits himself back up, shaking his own head as he has to maintain this control while he still can! Cosmo is soon grabbing a hold of Holly’s arm as she shoots the shoulder upward for the kick out—AND TRANSITIONS DIRECTLY INTO THE CROSSFACE SUBMISSION FROM HERE! Cosmo is looking to present his own prowess from a technical standpoint as Holly is now struggling for herself here!
Stew-O: Cosmo is maintaining this submission through all of the efforts that he can deliver upon, as the crossface is a troublesome maneuver to be caught within while unable to see if you can reach those ropes in time!! Holly is shaking her own head vigorously as she’s trying to find all of the ground that she can here, crawling herself toward the ropes & dragging Cosmo’s bodyweight along as well!! But Cosmo is wrenching back with the crossface as Holly is halted from motioning toward those ropes much further!
Flannery McCoy: As Holly’s trying to fend off this pressure as she much as she possibly can, but the crossface has been applied very tightly with how Cosmo is keeping his arms together with his opponent finding greater struggle to get herself out of this submission—AS HOLLY SHIFTS HER BODYWEIGHT TO THE LEFT & LEANS COSMO DOWN ONTO THE MAT! HIS SHOULDERS ARE DOWN AS THE REFEREE SOON COUNTS AWAY!!
ONEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREE—
Jake Mercer: NOT ENOUGH THERE! COSMO STILL KICKS OUT!!! Cosmo shoots upward as Holly is a bit slower when it comes to returning to her feet after being placed through the submission, with Goldworthy now rushing back toward Holly as he’s looking to send her back down with a SWIFT JUMPING KNEE—
Stew-O: BUT HOLLY EVADES THE KNEE—AND CLUTCHES ONTO COSMO IMMEDIATELY AFTERWARD TO SEND HIM CRASHING ONTO THE BACK OF HIS NECK WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX!! Cosmo is immediately clutching the back of his own neck from here, as Holly is slowly returning back up to a proper form with how Cosmo has struggled afterward, trying to find all of his footing here but it’s fleeting at this moment! Goldworthy stands back up as he looks to keep his focus directly placed on Holly—BUT HOLLY WITH A PALM STRIKE DIRECTLY ACROSS THE THROAT OF COSMO!
Flannery McCoy: Cosmo is clutching onto his throat as Holly doesn’t seem all too intent on wasting any time from here, bringing herself upward & sending repeated forearms across the temple of Cosmo Goldworthy as she’s not looking to hold back any further than what she’s already dished out against her opponent! Cosmo is being rocked time & time again, unable to retort back against Holly Arrow as she’s now able to drag Cosmo back into position as she looks to take full advantage of the moment—
Jake Mercer: AS SHE’S SOON LOOKING FOR ‘ODIN’S LOST EYE’—BUT COSMO SQUIRMS FREE & OVER HOLLY ARROW AS HE IS ABLE TO ROLL HER UP FROM HERE!! HER SHOULDERS ARE DOWN AS COSMO IS KEEPING HER FROM ESCAPING!! THE REFEREE COUNTS AWAY!
ONEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREE—
Stew-O: NO! HOLLY ESCAPES THE PIN!! Cosmo is wide-eyed as he’s looking toward the referee & ensuring that he’s still on this match, as he then proceeds to find his footing again, rising back up to his feet while Holly is quickly bringing herself back up as well—AND SENDS A SWIFT FOREARM ACROSS HIS TEMPLE TO KEEP HIM AT BAY! Cosmo is rocked for a strong moment as Holly is nodding to herself & keeping the pressure going for about as much as she can! Now rushing back toward her with a LARIAT—
Flannery McCoy: JUMPING KNEE STAGGERS HOLLY ARROW WITH AUTHORITY!! Cosmo is able to leave Holly in an immense daze as he’s now looking to take advantage from here, rushing himself toward the ropes & soon leaping upward while Holly is unable to reposition herself more accordingly—AS COSMO NAILS ‘DANCE MACABRE’!!! SPRINGBOARD DDT SPIKES HOLLY INTO THE MAT AS COSMO RUSHES TO HOOK THE LEG FOR THE COVER!!
ONEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEEE—
Stew-O: NOT ENOUGH! HOLLY KICKS OUT!! Cosmo shakes his own head as he’s refusing to see that Holly remains in this match, but he shakes off the disbelief just as quickly as he’s focused on putting an end to this match and walking away from the match as the victor here! Cosmo is now backing himself away & into the corner, laying in wait for Holly to bring herself upward & back up to her feet as Goldworthy is going to make the most out of this opportunity while he can! Holly is stirring before turning toward Cosmo—AS HE AIMS FOR ‘COLDEST WINTER’—
Flannery McCoy: LARIAT FROM HOLLY ARROW TURNS COSMO INSIDE OUT!! Holly soon pulls Cosmo upward in a hurry while her opponent is still dazed & confused—TO SEND HIM CRASHING BACK DOWN WITH ‘MAGNETIC DESCENT’!!! HOLLY WITH THE COVER!!!
ONEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEEE—
Jake Mercer: NOT ENOUGH!! COSMO FINDS THE WILLPOWER TO KICK OUT AS THIS MATCH CONTINUES! Holly is now rising herself back up to her own two feet as she’s looking to make the most out of putting an end to this match! Cosmo is stirring, allowing for Holly to drag Goldworthy in place & AIM FOR ‘PSIONIC CROSSBOW’—
Stew-O: COSMO SQUIRMS FREE & NAILS AN ELBOW ACROSS HER TEMPLE!!! GOLDWORTHY HAS NEWFOUND ENERGY NOW, RUSHING THE ROPES AS HE’S NOW RUNNING BACK TOWARD HOLLY ARROW & SEEKING OUT THE ‘COLDEST WINTER’ ONCE MORE!
Flannery McCoy: ‘VICTORIA’!!! KNEE STRIKE CATCHES COSMO AS HOLLY QUICKLY PULLS GOLDWORTHY DIRECTLY INTO HERSELF! COSMO IS DAZED AFTER BEING NAILED WITH THE KNEE WHEN ARROW HALTED ALL OF HIS MOMENTUM!! ARROW HOISTS HIM UP—
Jake Mercer: AND LANDS ‘PSIONIC CROSSBOW’ FROM HERE!! COSMO IS SPIKED INTO THE MAT AS HOLLY HOOKS THE LEG! THE REFEREE COUNTS AWAY FROM HERE!
ONEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… HOLLYYYYYYY ARROW!!!
Flannery McCoy: And that’s a great win for Holly to score as she’s looking to make the rebound from Grand Rampage! Holly can garner momentum as we are heading into the sprint toward Pain for Pride, with a strong win exemplified through her efforts tonight!
Stew-O: Cosmo Goldworthy absolutely brought as much of a fight as he could in this match, laying it all out there & showing his determination in full—but tonight, he was up against an elitist that knew what it took to get the win here. Congratulations to Holly Arrow!
(‘Judas’ can be heard blaring throughout the speakers as Holly Arrow rises back up to her feet, clutching the back of her neck as the referee raises her hand in victory. Cosmo leans by the ropes, disgruntled with the loss tonight as Holly is able to nod to herself with the scene soon fading.)
(A commercial plays for Super Dynasty.)
(Friday Night Dynasty returns to a shot of The O2 Arena, as the crowd here tonight in London is bustling in anticipation of what is to come in what has already been a jam-packed show. It’s not very long, though, before they get their answer, as an eruption of cheers is heard for ‘The Leaving Song Pt. II’ by AFI, which begins to blast through the speakers. The crowd is on their feet as the camera goes over to the stage to show Hans Grayson, who is seen making his way out from the backstage area. He has a smile on his face as he takes a good look around, spreading his arms out as he then begins to make his way down the ramp and toward the ring.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome… ‘THE FIRE BREATHING DRAGON’… HANS GRAYSON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Well here comes Hans Grayson, who made it known last week that he was looking to participate in the Cash in The Vault match, unfortunately, it seemed like he wasn’t the only person who would be trying to make his mark in the staple Pain For Pride match, as three other people would end up confronting them and trying to make their mark.
Flannery McCoy: Corey Hale, Mia Santoro, Kirk Redwood, along with Hans, would get themselves into a huge argument, leading to Kensingten and Richard having to come out and announce that the four of them would be in qualifying matches for the Cash in The Vault match come Super Dynasty against each other. While they don’t know their opponents just yet, it seems like Hans specifically is eager to make his presence felt as he makes his way out to the ring here tonight with something on his mind.
Jake Mercer: We Graysonites have gone through a lot this season, but we’re looking to end it with a bang as we win the Cash in The Vault! No wannabe is going to be able to stop us from our destiny, Pain For Pride, we’re taking it all!
(Hans makes his way up the steps and onto the apron as he enters through the ropes. He then makes his way over and takes a microphone from the ringside area while ‘The Leaving Song Pt. II’ begins to come to a close. As he makes his way toward the center of the ring, he takes a moment before raising his microphone and beginning to speak.)
Hans Grayson: Needless to say, it’s been a very long journey to get to this point, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t feeling the effects of it. For as much as I’ve won, I have struggled just as hard, and there are times when I’ve had to sit in my lonesome and wonder if I had it in me to make something out of all of this. If I were more than the Interwire Championship, which I walked into the season and spent the entire back half of 2024 defending, if I could rise to the occasion and be something more than what people expected out of me. I’ve had opportunity after opportunity after opportunity, and what have I made of that? I’m not going to lie to you, not very much. But it hasn’t affected my psyche as much as people may think. Despite the failures, despite the struggles, it doesn’t change the fact that I’m still here. I’m still fighting, and most importantly, I still want more out of my career than I’m going to get.
(The crowd cheers loudly as Hans nods his head in agreement, taking a good moment to soak in the atmosphere before continuing with what he has to say.)
Hans Grayson: That’s why I called my shot in the Cash in The Vault match, not just because anyone else was, but because I know that I’m ready for this. I know that I’m going to be just as prepared, if not more than I ever was in my career, and I’m ready to take that next step. Because we know where winning that briefcase gets you, it gets you an opportunity to be closer to a World Championship than ever, and I don’t know about you, but I feel like that’s my destiny. This is everything that I’ve been fighting for my entire career, and I’m not going to let it go just because someone is going to try and get in my way and tell me otherwise; it doesn’t work like that. So if you want to try and take this opportunity away from me, then you better fight for your life, because I’m not pulling my punches, you’re going to see the best Hans Grayson possible, and if you’re not at your best, then you’re simply not going to compare.
(Hans lowers his microphone, but before he can say anything else, ‘Daisy’ by Ashnikko begins to blast through the speakers of the arena as the camera goes over to show Mia Santoro, who is seen storming out from the backstage area and toward the stage. She has a displeased expression on her face as she begins to make her way down the ramp.)
Stew-O: Well, here comes Mia Santoro, and it certainly seems like she thinks that she can best an Elitist like Hans Grayson.
Jake Mercer: Well, she’s going to try, and she’s going to fail! We Graysonites are NOT budging, we’re not moved! Not flinching!
Flannery McCoy: Well we know exactly the type of competitor that Mia Santoro can be, will that equate to a spot in the Cash in The Vault match? Guess we’ll have to find out.
(Mia makes her way up the steps and onto the apron as she enters through the ropes. She heads over and takes a microphone from the ringside area as ‘Daisy’ begins to come to a close. She then approaches Hans as she doesn’t waste any time speaking.)
Mia Santoro: Y’know, Hans, the way you’re talking, it makes it seem like you think you’re better than me. Now I know that I’m better than all the other idiots who think they can step up to this challenge, but I also know for CERTAIN that I’m better than you. It may not seem like that, you have a reason to look down on me as less of an Elitist because of the dry spell that I’ve been having, but that just makes me all the more dangerous, because you have absolutely no idea what I have up my sleeve and that’s going to cost you a spot in the Cash in The Vault.
Hans Grayson: Certainly the confident one, aren’t you? I’m not going to take away from you, I have seen what you’ve been doing these past couple of months and even though it hasn’t equated to much, you’ve put your all out there and you trying to get yourself in this match is proof that you’re trying to turn things around. It’s just a shame that it had to be against me, because I know for sure it’s not going to mean much when there’s just someone who wants this more than you do.
Mia Santoro: You think you want this more than I do? NOBODY wants this more than I do. Nobody is dying for this opportunity as much as I am, and I’d love to see the other foolish, delusional NOBODIES come out and try and tell me otherwise-
(Ultimately, Mia gets what she wants, as ‘Sinister Purpose’ by Creedence Clearwater Revival begins to play through the speakers of the arena, and the crowd gives a loud reaction for Kirk Redwood, who begins to make his way out to the stage. He has a serious expression on his face as he looks toward the ring, taking a deep breath and popping his neck before making his way down the ramp and toward the ring.)
Jake Mercer: Still not moved, still not flinching, Kirk Redwood might be a great competitor but he’s not touching my guy, Hans Grayson!
Stew-O: Well, he’s certainly going to put up a fight, as we’ve seen out of him recently. Kirk has really taken his game up to the next level and exceeded all expectations, and if he gets himself into this Cash in The Vault match, it would certainly get him further in his endeavor.
Flannery McCoy: It’s just a matter of what he makes of this opportunity, and if we know him well enough, we know that he’s going to use this to the absolute fullest, especially considering that time is running out until the end of the season.
(Kirk makes his way up the steps and onto the apron as he enters through the ropes, heading over and taking a microphone from the ringside area while ‘Sinister Purpose’ then begins to come to a close. Turning around and making his way over to the two others, he then begins to speak himself.)
Kirk Redwood: Well, I’m here. Would you like to tell me otherwise?
(Mia looks annoyed as she rolls her eyes.)
Mia Santoro: Of course I would, I know that I’m better than you! I certainly pose a challenge to Hans, and I know that I can size up to him, and if that’s the case, you’re certainly not going to be much of a problem to me, you’re a loser! Nobody cares about you!
Kirk Redwood: You’re biting off more than you can chew. You think that you can make something out of this, but to do that, you have to have something there first, and you certainly don’t. You don’t have what it takes, Mia, and I don’t think you’re able to get that into your head, so allow me to be the one to tell you that upfront before you say something that you’re going to end up regretting.
Mia Santoro: I’m not regretting anything! You can say whatever the hell you want to say, I KNOW that I’m not only going to earn my spot in the Cash in The Vault match, but I also know that I’m going to win as well. It doesn’t matter if it’s against you two or anyone else from Showdown or Voltage, I’m going to get MY moment.
Kirk Redwood: Wait until all that talking catches up to you, Mia. I know that I have what it takes to make it there, and if I have to get past you or if I have to get past Hans to do it, then that’s something that I’m willing to do, just know that it’s not going to spell much good for you if you end up in my way, you’re not going to get close to where you want to be.
Hans Grayson: Bold proclamation for sure.
(Lastly, ‘Rise and Fall’ by Starset then begins to play through the speakers as Corey Hale is seen happily making his way out from the backstage area. He has a big grin on his face as he eyes the competition inside the ring, before he then begins to make his way down the ramp and toward the commotion with a confident expression.)
Stew-O: Well, here comes Corey Hale, and while he’s the least experienced out of everyone in this match, he’s shown why he belongs in this company and, most importantly, that he’s willing to take any opportunity that he feels he deserves.
Jake Mercer: This young man has got it! If there’s anyone who could size up to my guy, Hans Grayson, it’s him, I think that’s for sure. Too bad it doesn’t matter!
Flannery McCoy: Corey has gotten several opportunities this year alone, and he knows that he wants to end his season big, and the only way that he can do that is by getting a spot in the Cash in The Vault and getting closer to a huge dream of his. We’ll see what he’s going to be able to make of this soon.
(Corey makes his way up the steps and onto the apron as he enters the ring. He heads over and takes a microphone as ‘Rise and Fall’ then begins to come to a close. He then turns and approaches the other three with a deep breath, before then raising his microphone as he begins to speak.)
Corey Hale: I see all the competition in the ring, and I can’t help but feel motivated by it. The strength of all of you is not anything to be understated, and I know that entering qualification matches like this, I’m going to be in for one hell of a battle no matter who I face. But I know what I need to do and that is give everything that I have to make sure that I’m in the running for this Cash in The Vault match, and I’m going to try, no matter the competition, to make sure that I get my spot where I deserve.
Kirk Redwood: I don’t think you understand the magnitude of a match like this, kid.
Corey Hale: But I do, and you can doubt me all you want, but I’m going to make sure that even if it’s against you or anyone else, that I earn my way. I’ve gotten opportunities in the past, but what makes this different is the fact that this is a whole other type of landscape, and I have to make this worth it, no matter the cost.
Hans Grayson: I respect that-
Mia Santoro: IN YOUR DREAMS, BITCH!
Corey Hale: Woah! Calm down!
(Mia lunges forward as an argument ensues, but before a brawl can happen like last week, they’re stopped by two people coming out to the stage.)
Richard Grant: Can you hooligans stop it already!
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: We were fortunate that all of you were already out here, but lord! You sure are a feisty bunch! We’re here to announce which four of you will be facing who at Super Dynasty in the Cash in The Vault qualifier matches!
Richard Grant: It’ll be Kirk Redwood facing Corey Hale, and Hans Grayson facing Mia Santoro! Now get out of that darn ring and let’s get this next match underway! God!
(Richard and Kensingten turn around and make their way out of the scene as Kirk stares at Corey, and Hans stares at Mia. Hans and Mia turn around and make their way out, and Kirk begins to prepare inside the ring for the next match. Corey, though, lingers around on the outside of the ring, seemingly wanting to watch what his Super Dynasty opponent has in store for him, as it’s the last shot seen before Friday Night Dynasty fades to a brief commercial break.)
(A commercial is shown for Iron Fist featuring the new actor, Corey Hale.)
(Friday Night Dynasty returns from a brief commercial break as ‘Sinister Purpose’ by Creedence Clearwater Revival is heard playing through the speakers of the arena as Kirk Redwood is seen preparing inside the ring after the last confrontation earlier. Corey Hale is seen at the ringside area as well as he watches intently.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
Stephie Love: Already in the ring… from Boston, Massachusetts… weighing in at 210 pounds… he is ‘UNKILLABLE’… KIRK REDWOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(‘LIKE WEEZY’ by Playboi Carti then begins to play through the speakers of the arena as a serious-looking Joso is seen making his way out from the backstage area. He has a confident expression on his face as he takes a moment before then beginning to make his way toward the ring.)
Stephie Love: And his opponent… from Bronx, New York… weighing in at 206 pounds… he is the ‘STAR PLAYER’… JOSO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: This is Joso’s first match since losing the World Heavyweight Championship at Grand Rampage, and his opponent is not someone to sweat on. Considering that he wants his shot at getting back his title again, it looks like a win tonight is a must.
Flannery McCoy: Well, he knows that Kirk Redwood is someone who is going to give his all to make this his own, but then again, who knows what’s going to happen considering Corey Hale is ringside.
Jake Mercer: Pft, Corey Hale?! Dude can’t even hurt a fly, he’s not even playing a factor in this result, trust me. He’s got too much pride to do that.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: Here we go! This match is underway! Joso and Kirk Redwood are about to go at it while Corey Hale, Kirk’s future opponent at Super Dynasty, is with us at the ringside area. Both of them make their way out of their corners as they engage in a collar and elbow, Joso slips around and goes for a waist lock, but Kirk manages to grab his arm and spin around, turning it into an arm wrench as he presses the back of his knee with his foot, trying to bring him down to a kneeling position and take control of the situation currently!
Flannery McCoy: But Joso manages to get himself up to his feet as he rolls himself forward, spinning around and locking in an arm wrench of his own! But as he does, Kirk manages to twist around, going under and grabbing him by the ankle as he takes him down to the ground face first! Joso rolls onto his back, but Kirk immediately launches forward and locks in a grounded headlock to make sure that he stays in place! Both of them are fighting for control right now, and Kirk is not going to have much longer as Joso is beginning to slowly pull himself back up to his feet, not staying down for too long now!
Jake Mercer: Joso manages to get himself up to his feet as he pushes Kirk against the ropes, sending him toward the opposite side of the ring, before hitting a dropdown, following that up with a leapfrog, AND LEAPING INTO THE AIR AS HE CONNECTS WITH A DROPKICK RIGHT TO THE CHEST OF KIRK REDWOOD! Kirk rolls himself backward as he staggers up to his feet and falls toward the ropes, AND JOSO DOESN’T WASTE ANY TIME RUSHING FORWARD AS HE TRIES TO CLOTHESLINE HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE-
Stew-O: BUT KIRK MANAGES TO PULL THE ROPES DOWN! Joso flies over but manages to land himself on the apron just in time, keeping himself there as Kirk turns around, only to be nailed right against the face by a hard forearm thanks to the former World Heavyweight Champion! Joso then positions himself, AS HE LEAPS UP ONTO THE ROPES AND GOES FOR A SPRINGBOARD CLOTHESLINE ATTEMPT TOWARD KIRK!
Flannery McCoy: BUT KIRK MANAGES TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY OF THAT! HE SNATCHES A HOLD OF HIM BY THE ANKLE AND TAKES HIM DOWN TO THE MAT, BEFORE IMMEDIATELY LOCKING IN A KNEEBAR SUBMISSION! This is not the predicament that Joso wants to find himself in right now as he begins to scratch and claw toward the ropes, not wanting to keep himself locked into this hold for very long! Kirk is trying to keep him in place, just absolutely tearing him apart, but it doesn’t look like he’s going to be able to keep the submission in for very long, as Joso reaches out and manages to grab hold of the bottom rope! He forces the referee to come in and break the two of them apart as Kirk obliges, making his way back up to his feet and taking a few steps back.
Jake Mercer: He’s letting Joso get back up to his feet as the Star Player uses the ropes to help himself up, BUT KIRK DOESN’T LET HIM BREATHE FOR LONG AS HE RUSHES FORWARD- ONLY FOR JOSO TO CONNECT WITH A HARD BACK ELBOW TO THE FACE TO FORCE HIM BACKWARD! Joso then turns around as he sets himself up, BEFORE LAUNCHING OFF OF THE ROPES AND TWISTING HIMSELF AROUND-
Stew-O: BUT KIRK MANAGES TO RUN FORWARD AS HE SHOVES JOSO OVER THE TOP ROPE AND OUT OF THE RING! Joso tumbles down to the ringside area and takes a hard fall, and while Kirk could take this time to take a breather, it seems like that’s not something that he’s about to do right now! He’s dropping down and rolling himself out of the ring, grabbing hold of Joso as he brings him up, BEFORE SENDING HIM SHOULDER FIRST RIGHT INTO THE BARRICADE! Joso collides hard, and it doesn’t seem like Kirk is done either, as he then proceeds to turn him around, BEFORE SENDING HIM SPINE FIRST, RIGHT INTO THE EDGE OF THE APRON AS WELL!
Flannery McCoy: Joso is hurt, and Kirk is looking to keep the pressure on as he rolls him back inside the ring! Kirk climbs up onto the apron and enters through the ropes, and it looks like he’s sizing him up for something right now! AS KIRK RUSHES FORWARD AND GOES FOR THE ‘BLITZKRIEG BOP’! THE RUNNING KNEE STRAIGHT TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD TO TAKE JOSO DOWN TO THE GROUND!
Jake Mercer: BUT JOSO MANAGES TO SEE IT COMING AND MOVES OUT OF THE WAY OF IT JUST IN TIME! HE RISES BACK UP TO HIS FEET AS HE LEAPS INTO THE AIR AND CONNECTS WITH A HARD KNEE STRAIGHT TO THE FACE! HE THEN GRABS A HOLD OF HIM AS HE LIFTS HIM INTO THE AIR!
Stew-O: ‘INCOMING SILENCE’! THE BLUE THUNDER BOMB DROPS KIRK DOWN TO THE GROUND AS HE PINS HIS SHOULDERS DOWN TO THE MAT! GOING FOR THE PIN!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRR-
Flannery McCoy: BUT KIRK MANAGES TO KICK OUT JUST IN TIME! Kirk Redwood is still fighting, and we know just how much a win like this would mean for him and his career. Joso is beginning to make his way up to his feet, and he knows that he’s going to have to do something more if he wants to keep his chances intact here.
Jake Mercer: He begins to make his way up to the top turnbuckle, positioning himself as he eyes something big here… BUT BEFORE HE CAN DO ANYTHING, KIRK RUSHES FORWARD AND CONNECTS WITH A HARD FOREARM RIGHT TO THE FACE, WHICH LEAVES HIM ROCKED! Kirk now has an opportunity as he begins to climb up the turnbuckles toward the top rope, connecting with strikes to the face of Joso to make sure that he stays at bay for whatever he has in mind here!
Stew-O: And now he grabs him by the head, AS KIRK MANAGES TO LIFT HIM AND GO FOR A SUPERPLEX- NO! JOSO SHOVES HIM OFF OF THE TOP ROPE AS KIRK IS SENT TUMBLING DOWN TO THE GROUND! He tries to get himself up to his feet, BUT THE ONLY THING THAT HAPPENS IS JOSO MANAGING TO PUSH HIMSELF OFF AND CONNECT WITH A CROSSBODY TO TAKE HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND!
Flannery McCoy: Kirk is dropped right down to the ground, but he manages to get himself back up to his feet. He turns around and approaches Joso, AS HE TRIES TO SWING AT HIM- BUT JOSO MANAGES TO DUCK UNDER IT! He grabs him from behind, BEFORE LIFTING HIM OFF THE GROUND AND DROPPING HIM DOWN ONTO HIS HEAD WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX! Kirk is dropped down again as he tries to roll himself up to a kneeling position, ONLY FOR JOSO TO SPIN HIMSELF AROUND AND CONNECT WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD TO TAKE HIM DOWN! Joso then makes his way back up, AS HE FOLLOWS THAT UP WITH A LEAPING DOUBLE FOOT STOMP TO THE CHEST-
Jake Mercer: BUT KIRK MANAGES TO ROLL HIMSELF OUT OF THE WAY OF THAT AS HE GETS BACK UP TO HIS FEET! Joso turns around, only to be met with a hard chop straight to the chest! This sends Joso backward toward the corner as Kirk sizes him up, BEFORE RUSHING FORWARD AGAIN AND FOLLOWING THAT UP WITH A HARD FOREARM TO THE FACE! He’s not done either, AS HE CONNECTS WITH A SECOND CHOP TO THE CHEST TO TAKE THE AIR OUT OF HIS LUNGS!
Stew-O: Joso slides down to a seated position, and now Kirk is going to make sure that he keeps this going right now, stepping back and making sure that he gets a running start, BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A RUNNING BOOT RIGHT TO THE FACE! Joso is hurt as, instead of lying out on the canvas, he manages to roll out of the ring, creating distance as Kirk makes his way back up, and it doesn’t seem like he’s too keen on pursuing him right now. He’s taking his time and waiting for the right moment!
Flannery McCoy: Joso manages to make his way up to his feet, ONLY FOR KIRK TO RUN FORWARD AND SHOOT THROUGH THE ROPES! HE’S GOING FOR ‘STAR SNIPER’! THE SUICIDE DIVE EUROPEAN UPPERCUT-
Jake Mercer: BUT JOSO MANAGES TO STEP FORWARD AND CONNECT WITH A STRIKE TO THE FACE TO FORCE HIM BACK INTO THE RING! Kirk is hurt as he falls against the ropes, and this allows Joso to make something out of this as he climbs up onto the apron and begins to set him up, BEFORE FLIPPING OVER AND ROLLING HIM INTO A SUNSET FLIP PIN! THE SHOULDERS ARE DOWN! WILL JOSO STEAL THIS?!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRR-
Stew-O: BUT KIRK MANAGES TO KICK OUT! Joso rolls backward and up to his feet while Kirk is in a kneeling position, AND JOSO RUSHES FORWARD AS HE GOES FOR A PENALTY KICK STRAIGHT TO HIS CHEST TO TAKE HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND-
Flannery McCoy: BUT KIRK MANAGES TO ROLL BACKWARD AND GET UP TO HIS FEET! HE THEN GRABS A HOLD OF HIM AS HE SNATCHES HIM BY THE ARM AND PULLS HIM IN! LIFTING HIM UP AND DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH A BACK SUPLEX! THE ‘BASTARDPLEX’ CONNECTS, AND KIRK PROCEEDS TO BRIDGE IT INTO A PIN!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREE-
Jake Mercer: BUT JOSO MANAGES TO KICK HIMSELF OUT OF THAT! He makes his way back up to his feet, stunned but trying his best to fight back, but I don’t think that he realizes Kirk is making his way back up himself, waiting for him and, more importantly, waiting for the right opportunity to make something out of this as he turns around and runs toward the ropes!
Stew-O: LEAPING OFF OF THEM AND GOING FOR THE ‘.50 CAL’! THE SPRINGBOARD SUPERMAN PUNCH RIGHT TO THE FACE OF JOSO!
Flannery McCoy: BUT AS KIRK TURNS AROUND HE’S MET WITH A SUPERKICK TO THE FACE BY JOSO! JOSO CATCHES HIM OUT OF MID AIR AND NOW HE HAS THE OPPORTUNITY TO DO SOMETHING RIGHT HERE! AS HE GRABS KIRK AND MAKES HIS WAY BACK UP TO HIS FEET!
Jake Mercer: AS HE SETS HIM UP AND GOES FOR ‘HEAVEN’S GATE’! THE PACKAGE PILEDRIVER TO DROP HIM RIGHT DOWN TO THE GROUND!
Stew-O: BUT KIRK MANAGES TO REVERSE IT INTO A BACK BODY DROP WHICH COMPLETELY FLATTENS HIM OUT! KIRK STUMBLES FORWARD AND TRIES TO RECOVER BUT QUICKLY TURNS HIMSELF AROUND TO FACE JOSO! HE THEN GRABS A HOLD OF HIM AND LIFTS HIM OFF THE GROUND AS IT LOOKS LIKE HE’S ABOUT TO GO FOR SOMETHING RIGHT HERE!
Flannery McCoy: THIS TIME GOING FOR ‘DOWN TO HELL’! THE RUNNING LEAPING TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER!
Jake Mercer: BUT JOSO MANAGES TO FLIP OVER IT AS HE ROLLS KIRK UP!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Stew-O: BUT KIRK MANAGES TO SHOOT THE SHOULDER UP! THAT DOESN’T HAPPEN! KIRK MANAGES TO GET HIMSELF BACK UP TO HIS FEET!
Flannery McCoy: BUT JOSO KICKS HIM RIGHT IN THE ABDOMEN BEFORE PULLING HIM INTO A FRONT FACELOCK! HE THEN LIFTS HIM OFF THE GROUND AND DROPS HIM INTO THE ‘EXECUTIONER FROM HELL’! THE FRONT SUPLEX INTO A CUTTER CONNECTS AND IT DOESN’T SEEM LIKE JOSO IS DONE!
Jake Mercer: AS HE BRINGS KIRK BACK UP AND LIFTS HIM UP AND BACK DOWN INTO A ‘HEAVEN’S GATE’! THE PACKAGE PILEDRIVER CONNECTS AS JOSO ROLLS HIM OVER AND HOOKS THE LEG! GOING FOR THE PIN!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘LIKE WEEZY’ begins to play through the speakers of the arena as Joso slowly pulls himself off the body of Kirk Redwood and makes his way up to his feet, getting his hand raised by the referee. He has a smirk on his face as he begins to trash-talk the camera, clearly confident in himself and his abilities.)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner… JOSO!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Well, this is certainly one hell of a bounce back for Joso as he makes his way back into the World Heavyweight Championship picture., Beating a competitor like Kirk Redwood is not something to look over, and if I know him, he’s certainly going to be eager to make his mark.
Flannery McCoy: Well, on the otherhand it looks like Corey is impressed by the wrestling that he just watched here tonight, but he knows that he’s going to be stepping into the ring against Kirk Redwood soon, so maybe this was a nice way to look at what he should be looking out for. What matters, though, is that Joso got the win! Congratulations!
(Joso drops down and rolls himself out of the ring while Corey stands up from where he’s seated, applauding the match that he just watched. The last shot seen is Joso raising his hands into the air as Friday Night Dynasty then begins to fade to elsewhere.)
(as Dynasty comes back on the air, we see none other than Flannery McCoy stood in the middle of the ring. She has a microphone at hand..)
Flannery McCoy: Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time to make a massive announcement, the No Way Out match will be happening at Fighting Spirit! And it’s going to have higher stakes than ever, cause it will determine who gets to compete; for the Universal Women’s Championship at Pain For Pride! Women from each brand of Elite Answers Wrestling will all come together, in order to possibly garner the penultimate opportunity! Now with that being said, I want to go and call out the women that will be representing the Dynasty side. Joining Miku Sakai, Candice Blair and KASAI, will be—
(Flannery built up epic suspense in the arena, as she wanted to put things on high gear. The first theme song to hit was none other than…)
(“Vortex by Jinjer sounded throughout the arena.)
Stew-O: OH! And the first woman announced for this match will be none other than Dynasty’s own Daniella Atlas! Daniella had a great year last year, and she has even continued to show that promise well into 2025! It is evident, that she is going to be focused more than ever.
Jake Mercer: Daniella Atlas is one hell of a talented individual, but what it all comes down towards, this No Way Out match is gonna have a plethora of people, to say the very least, It’s all gonna be about luck and fortune.
(Daniella entered the ring as she looked and nodded her head. Excited for the opportunity at bay..)
Flannery McCoy: Daniella, if you don’t mind taking a step in the corner right there, so I can announce the next competitor in the match!
(Daniella obliged, nodding her head. As she stood in the corner.. awaiting to see what the competition would be..)
Flannery McCoy: And next up!
(…. “Let me hear” by fear and loathing in Las Vegas played.)
Stew-O: OH! AND WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT. Someone who has a lot of history with Daniella Atlas already, we witnessed a massive brawl with them here last week, but the fact of the matter is — Daniella and Saori are nearly unable to be separated!
Jake Mercer: I bet Daniella is saying all kinds of things in her head, as you can just go ahead and read that look of disgust on her face. This is furthest from what she could ever want. To have to go back into the ring with Saori Aizen! Just when you thought you were almost rid of her, here she is, prominent in your life again!
(Saori entered the ring now, as she looked at Daniella and was just.. well, it was a natural look of disgust from the both of them. Daniella and Saori weren’t having it with either.. as she stepped across the ring from Daniella, staring at her, so Flannery could announce the final person.)
Flannery McCoy: The field is filling up big, but we have one more competitor to participate in this match!
(Flannery would cue for the final person’s theme song to hit.)
(“Judas” by Lady Gaga played.)
Stew-O: Oh! I like this lineup that we have, Holly Arrow balances it out, as there is some consistent and new history here with all the people involved. I like this, I ultimately do. There is a heap of potential here between all these individuals, and I know that none other than that— Holly Arrow wrestles with a chip on her shoulder, and the shot to win here for her, could be bigger than ever!
Jake Mercer: Here we go, another Holly Arrow opportunity, I will entertain this one, but I can’t see it going any better than the last time, and the time before that, and— you get the point. Holly Arrow blows it, a lot! But, we’ll see.
(Holly made her way into the ring as all 3 women were there now, Flannery stepped away to allow each woman kind of interact with one another. Holly, Daniella and Saori all stared down.. however, Daniella would be the first one to speak.)
Daniella Atlas: You know, it really is wonderful for me to be given this opportunity to stand here right now. I can really go into gear and prove to everyone, what I am capable of! Nothing standing in my way, I can truly show my abilities, well you know.. when I don’t have to be held down by anyone.
(Daniella smirked as it was obvious what she was hinting at, and that ticked Saori off.)
Saori Aizen: Funny how you say that you don’t have to be held back by anyone, really humorous. But you know it’s nice, because now I can focus on rising the ranks, being able to main event Pain For Pride as a rookie, and not have any sympathy for anyone that stood in my way.. It’s going to be nice to ascend into the stratosphere and realize my full potential, long before Daniella and Holly Arrow could even gets their boots truly laced.
Daniella Atlas: Funny cherie you say this, because—
(Holly Arrow would swiftly cut Daniella off almost immediately.)
Holly Arrow: Anyways, it’s my turn to have some words now, I believe that I speak rightfully for everyone in this arena right now, when I go as far to say — no one gives a fuck about the Saori Aizen and Daniella Atlas drama.
Crowd: :blessed:
(The fans cheer as Holly shrugged, Daniella and Saori were a bit offended by that, rolling their eyes.)
Holly Arrow: I don’t want to sound redundant and make the same pleas that I always do. I was close to winning at Grand Rampage, but close isn’t good enough. And at least with this match, it gives me the opportunity to get that final dagger in before Pain For Pride comes. I am ready for Fighting Spirit and what is maybe the last ditch attempt and exactly what I need to light a fire under me.
(Saori Aizen just laughed at the words of Holly Arrow.)
Saori Aizen: “Light a fire”, “need a fire”, I hear this more than anything else in EAW. Constantly Holly Arrow is going to say the same thing, whilst making a false promise. Do you NOT get tired of living up to constant false expectations? How many times can you sit here and disappoint yourself, seriously?
(Saori asked the question as Holly Arrow stood there arms crossed. But then she looked towards Daniella and laughed.)
Holly Arrow: You know one thing that is funny, Saori is talking all this nonsense towards me, about how this hasn’t gone right for me, and how I have continued to deliver the same answer, but Daniella? Isn’t it funny how out of the 3 people standing in this ring; only 1 hasn’t been champion.
Daniella Atlas: (Off Mic) Mon dieu, a correct statement indeed.
(Daniella and Holly both laughed, as you could see the irk in Saori’s face, as she got into the face of Daniella Atlas!)
Saori Aizen: You think this is funny? Do you really think this is a joke, this is how you view it?
Daniella Atlas: I think that, when you’re being a smartass, you deserve to be put in your place. This is exactly what was needed from you. You had to listen and hear it out, for what it was. This sense of suffering will continue to follow you.
Saori Aizen: I cannot shake you off my back, Daniella. You are a rodent that I cannot rid myself of! But I will not allow you to disrespect me again!
Daniella Atlas: I don’t really even have to disrespect you, I just have to let you walk yourself into the trap as it is, cherie. You will never be nothing more than a joke, as long as you continue to live this lifeline.
Saori Aizen: You will not walk over and disrespect me, Daniella. I will show you exactly how it feels to be in my shoes, and how it feels to be forced to deal with you. I promise, that you will suffer in your own solace, and you will realize what enemy that you are to yourself.
Daniella Atlas: Continue to speak louder than you truly actually are, Saori. It will only continue to affect you more and more…
Holly Arrow: Guys.
(Tensions were at a maximum between Saori and Daniella as it seemed as if it were about to get very vicious and psychical right here… BUT WAIT! AS THEY TURNED TOWARDS HOLLY ARROW, SHE JUST CLOTHESLINED THE BOTH OF THEM OUT OF THE RING AS THEY TURNED TO HER!)
Stew-O: HOLLY TAKES CLEAN ADVANTAGE! The arguing from Saori and Daniella, what a great way to capitalize!
Jake Mercer: And look at the two of them, they’re absolutely pissed off! But Holly Arrow, has the biggest smirk on her face. You just know that felt so good for her..
(Daniella and Saori looked on, as Holly stood in the ring smirking with vindication, that was the final shot from there as the scene faded.)
(A commercial plays for the NBA Playoffs.)
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE FOLLOWING MATCH IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Daisy’ by Ashnikko began blaring through the speakers to loud boos by the live audience; Mia Santoro struts out to the center of the stage, completely unbothered by the hostile reception by the crowd and almost seeming to bask in the notoriety with a proud smile on her face. She spreads her arms, taking it all in with an expression that makes it seem like she’s hearing cheers instead of boos; after a moment on the stage, she makes her way down the ramp and towards the squared circle. She passes by Hans Grayson at ringside on the way there, with the two of them making brief eye contact.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST! Hailing from Key West, Florida, weighing in at 115 pounds… she is THE OBSESSION, MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! SSSSSSSSSAAAAAAAAAAAANTOOOOOOOOOOOROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Stew-O: Mia Santoro enters the fray tonight after a victorious episode of Dynasty last week where she managed to pick up a win over one of EAW’s newest New Breeds! With that in mind, she’s walking into this match as confident as ever, even though that confidence often borders on delusional when it comes to her; she never takes accountability for when things go wrong, but when they go right, it’s always because she was that good, right?
Flannery McCoy: All of the struggles she has faced in Elite Answers Wrestling so far haven’t done anything to teach her a lesson; in fact, she’s just gotten worse in the head over time. We’ll see just how much pressure she’ll be able to handle, because between the match tonight and what she has coming up for her at Pain for Pride, Mia Santoro has her work cut out for her! Tonight, she’ll be going up against one of the most dominant women in the professional wrestling industry, not just of this era but of all TIME in the form of the Black Rose, Minerva!
Jake Mercer: Not only that, but she has the Cash in the Vault match that she is looking to dominate and get herself a ticket to world championship glory! We see Hans Grayson at ringside here tonight as he looks to keep an eye on Mia Santoro’s performance; we know that he’s also planning on competing in the Cash in the Vault match himself, so there’s no better use of his time than scouting out the potential competition ahead of time! It’ll be the perfect opportunity for him to see how Mia deals with the pressure, because with the mood Minerva is in after what Drake Armstrong did to her road to Pain for Pride, she’ll be bringing the heat tonight!
(“Blood, Milk & Sky” by White Zombie began blaring through the speakers to deafening cheers as Minerva stormed out onto the center of the stage with a scowl on her face. There’s no joy to her even after her victory at Grand Rampage, just rage that she’s looking to release. Without any theatrics, she marches down the ramp towards the ring.)
Stephie Love: AND HER OPPONENT! Hailing from Bucharest, Romania, weighing in at 122 pounds… she is THE BLACK ROSE, MIIIIIIIIIIINEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRVAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Stew-O: Minerva makes her way to the ring after a successful match at Grand Rampage against the King of Elite, Drake Armstrong! It was a victory we all wanted to see for her, especially after Drake Armstrong’s sudden intrusion into her career costing her the opportunity to compete in the Grand Rampage match; we know just how much Minerva wanted to win that match in order to turn this season around and get a chance to once again make Herstory, but ultimately it wasn’t able to happen.
Flannery McCoy: The King got what was coming to him when Minerva drove his head into the canvas and humiliated him on global programming! With that being said, though, her anger is palpable and nobody can really blame her; even after getting that victory over Drake and bouncing back from Grand Rampage as a result, there still is no direction for her to travel in order to get a world championship opportunity, especially with Drake King, her heated rival, having won the Grand Rampage match and punching his ticket to the main event of Pain for Pride against the new World Heavyweight Champion, Cy Henderson!
Jake Mercer: Mia Santoro has everything to prove tonight and Minerva has all the frustration in the world to release; this is going to be a match where both of these women are going to try to tear each other apart for completely different reasons. Only one of them is going to be able to come out on top, though; who is it going to be? It’s time to find out!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: And the match is underway! Mia Santoro cockily struts out from her corner as she approaches the center of the ring, looking to take all of the spotlight for herself as she believes she not only deserves but already has; Minerva, though, wastes absolutely NO time as she bursts out from her corner like a missile and launches herself towards the Obsession like her life depends on it!
Flannery McCoy: The fury of a scorned Minerva is on full display as she didn’t even give Mia Santoro the opportunity to get her hands up in defense before she wiped Mia Santoro out onto the canvas with a thunderous running clothesline! Mia Santoro quickly scrambles up to her feet, clutching her jaw with a mixture of pain and surprise at the abrupt approach to beginning the match, but Minerva wasn’t done as she just took Mia Santoro down with yet another clothesline!
Jake Mercer: Mia Santoro is taking these heavy blows but still remains fresh as she gets up and staggers back, dazed from Minerva’s blitz of offense, and that leaves her vulnerable as the Black Rose leaps up into the air as she charges at the Obsession and takes her down with a Lou Thesz Press! Now Minerva is on top of Mia Santoro with a mounted position and, with teeth gritted in frustration, begins raining down on her opponent with a flurry of closed fist punches!
Stew-O: Hans Grayson has his hands on the apron as he watches intently at how Mia Santoro is dealing with an enraged Minerva, and to her credit, she has her hands up and is blocking as many of Minerva’s shots as she can! Some of those closed fist punches are still getting through La Desperada’s defenses, though, and you can tell that with all of this offense being directed at her head, Mia is going to have to do something soon unless she wants Minerva to steamroll her tonight!
Flannery McCoy: Do something she does, as Mia Santoro is able to bend her knees enough to get them between her torso and Minerva in the mounted position! That compromises Minerva’s stability and opens her up to some counter offense by Mia Santoro, who extends her legs and launches Minerva overhead with a monkey flip, causing her to land on her back and even the back of her neck!
Jake Mercer: That sudden reversal has Minerva stunned for a few moments as Mia Santoro gets up as quickly as she can, with Minerva following suit! Minerva isn’t deterred, though, as she rushes towards Mia Santoro and looks to keep the pedal to the metal; Mia Santoro, though, is able to sidestep the attempted running clothesline by the Black Rose this time, and she manages to execute a leg sweep as she does so, causing Minerva to plummet to the canvas face-first!
Stew-O: That landing certainly looked rough, and Hans Grayson’s interest is piqued by Mia Santoro’s quick thinking; he watches intently as Mia Santoro looks to reciprocate all of the pressure that Minerva has been putting on her thus far! Minerva has her face clutched as she turns onto her back, reeling from the pain of having fallen with such velocity; Mia Santoro has little sympathy as she makes her way adjacent to Minerva and leaps up into the air!
Flannery McCoy: AND SHE EXECUTES A DOUBLE FOOT STOMP RIGHT TO THE CHEST OF THE BLACK ROSE! Making use of Minerva’s position and executing a move as painful as that gets Mia Santoro some points here as she’s finally managing to turn this match around and deal some significant damage to Minerva, but she needs to keep it up in order to keep the infuriated Black Rose down for the three count!
Jake Mercer: She looks to do exactly that as she runs forward, away from Minerva, and makes it to the ropes before turning around and rebounding off of them! That rebound sends her running back towards Minerva before she falls forward and executes a front roll towards Minerva before leaping up into the air and falling back-first on top of the Black Rose’s midsection! That’s quite the move by La Desperada, executing a rolling thunder senton and continuing the damage she’s dealing to Minerva’s torso!
Stew-O: After landing that senton, she reaches over the body of Minerva and grabs a hold of her leg, hooking it and pressing down on Minerva’s shoulder at the same time as she looks to get a pinfall off of that!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Flannery McCoy: But Minerva emphatically kicks out after the one count! Mia Santoro looks a bit frustrated but doesn’t let that stop her, because right after that kick out, she quickly rolls Minerva back onto her gut and suddenly wraps her arm around the head of the Black Rose; no, wait, she’s got the forearm tucked right up against Minerva’s throat! She’s looking to execute a guillotine choke hold!
Jake Mercer: She does exactly that as she pulls Minerva up to a kneeling position and compresses her throat, locking in that guillotine choke hold and aiming to cut all the oxygen off from Minerva’s brain in order to get the victory by submission instead! Credit to her, for someone who is typically more on the high-flying and striking side, she’s doing whatever she needs to do in order to put Minerva down; against a legend and a dominant hall of famer like her, that’s the approach you need to take!
Stew-O: Minerva is clawing at the arms of Mia Santoro as she looks to force the release, but Mia Santoro is holding on to the hold for dear life! Minerva continues to struggle against the grip before shifting from that kneeling position to get one foot planted on the canvas; after a moment, she manages to get the other one up too, putting Mia’s choke hold into jeopardy!
Flannery McCoy: She reaches down and grabs at the thighs of the Obsession before hoisting her up and hurling her overhead, executing a makeshift Northern lights Suplex in order to not only release herself from the guillotine choke hold but to shift the momentum of this match back to her side! Hans Grayson continues to look on from the sidelines as Minerva begins ruthlessly stomping Mia Santoro out as soon as she landed on the canvas, taking umbrage to Mia getting the upper hand at all!
Jake Mercer: She grabs Mia Santoro by the hair and drags her up to a standing position before giving her a vicious knee smash right to the midsection, getting a measure of payback after that consecutive rolling thunder senton and double foot stomp that she had to endure! After that knee smash, Minerva grabs a hold of both of La Desperada’s arms and applies a double overhook, trapping Mia Santoro right in front of Minerva before– WOW! A FLURRY OF TRAPPED HEADBUTTS FROM MINERVA TO MIA SANTORO! HOW MUCH DAMAGE IS MINERVA DEALING TO HERSELF HERE JUST TO BRING THE HEAD TO MIA SANTORO?!
Stew-O: I don’t think Minerva has her own health in mind here as she seems to be dead-set on making a dominant showing here; that flurry of head butts knocks both of them silly, but Minerva is able to gather herself quicker than Mia Santoro, who is utterly dazed after experiencing such brutal offense. Without any further hesitation, Minerva launches forward a thrust kick to launch Mia Santoro back into the corner!
Flannery McCoy: Minerva runs in the opposite direction, rebounding off of the opposite corner before she sprints right back towards Mia Santoro and connects with a vicious corner clothesline that almost causes the Obsession to crumble into a heap before Minerva holds her up and prevents her from falling!
Jake Mercer: She grabs the wrist of Mia Santoro and drags her out from the corner before executing an Irish whip to send her running towards the ropes! Mia Santoro does exactly that and rebounds off of them, heading right back towards Minerva who catches her on the rebound and plants her right in the center of the ring with a running STO, leaving La Desperada laid out with her back to the canvas!
Stew-O: Minerva looks down at Mia Santoro before glaring up towards the turnbuckles, getting an idea from the glance of the nearby corner! She grabs one arm and one leg of Mia before dragging her back towards the corner, after which Minerva scales the ropes and takes towards the sky! What’s she got planned here?! She’s facing away from Mia Santoro, and I think we’ve seen this before… she leaps up into the air and lands with both of her thighs on the top rope! THAT CAUSES HER TO FLIP BACKWARDS AND EXECUTE A MOONSAULT ONTO MIA SANTORO, THAT’S MINERVA’S SIGNATURE HELL’S BELLS MANEUVER!
Flannery McCoy: BUT WAIT, MIA SANTORO JUST MANAGED TO GET HER KNEES UP IN THE NICK OF TIME! MINERVA DIDN’T SEE IT COMING, AND THOSE KNEES JUST MANAGED TO TURN THAT SIGNATURE MANEUVER OF HERS AGAINST HER, DEALING DAMAGE TO THE SAME AREA THAT MIA SANTORO HAS BEEN TARGETING ALL MATCH LONG!
Jake Mercer: Minerva rolls off of Mia Santoro, clutching at her ribs in pain, while Mia Santoro reaches over and grabs the ropes in order to get some helpful leverage while she tries to stagger up, still reeling from all of the damage that she’s sustained at the hands of Minerva thus far! She leans down, looking angrily at Minerva, and begins yelling at her!
Mia Santoro (off-mic): YOU THINK YOU CAN TAKE THE SPOTLIGHT AWAY FROM ME?! AWAY FROM **ME**?! I DON’T CARE THAT YOU’RE IN THE HALL OF FAME! NOBODY IS BETTER THAN ME!
Stew-O: AND NOW SHE’S HAILING DOWN ON HER WITH OPEN PALM STRIKES TO THE FOREHEAD! MIA SANTORO IS LOOKING TO END THINGS ON HER OWN TERMS AGAINST A LEGEND LIKE MINERVA! WILL SHE BE ABLE TO DO IT?! SHE DRAGS MINERVA UP TO HER FEET AND SLOWLY FORCES HER UP ONTO HER SHOULDERS!
Flannery McCoy: WE’VE SEEN THIS BEFORE FROM MIA SANTORO! SHE’S GOING FOR HER SIGNATURE FORGET ME NOT MANEUVER, STARTING OFF WITH THAT VICIOUS POWERBOMB OF HERS–
Jake Mercer: WAIT, BUT MINERVA MANAGED TO SLIP OUT OF IT OVERHEAD! MIA SANTORO TURNS AROUND AND THRUSTS HER LEG OUT, LOOKING TO ADAPT TO MINERVA’S ESCAPE AND CONNECT WITH A TWO FOR THE ROAD INSTEAD, BUT MINERVA JUST LAUNCHED HERSELF FORWARD AND–
Stew-O: SATAN’S KISS! THE SATAN’S KISS HEADBUTT CONNECTS, KNOCKING MIA SANTORO BACK! LA DESPERADA BEGINS TO FALL OVER, BUT MINERVA GRABS HER WRIST AND PREVENTS HER FALLING, INSTEAD YANKING HER IN AND TUCKING HER HEAD UNDER HER ARM WITH A FRONT FACELOCK!
Flannery McCoy: MINERVA HOISTS HER UP INTO THE AIR WITH A VERTICAL SUPLEX LIFT BEFORE– THERE IT IS! ATLAS FALLS! ATLAS FALLS! SHE TWISTED AROUND AND DROPPED MIA SANTORO RIGHT ON HER HEAD! HANS GRAYSON WATCHES ON AS MINERVA HOOKS BOTH OF MIA SANTORO’S LEGS AND THE REFEREE SLIDES IN FOR THE COUNT!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, YOUR WINNER… THE BLACK ROSE, MIIIIIIINEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRVAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Stew-O: It was an action-packed match between the Obsession and the Black Rose, but ultimately, Minerva was the one to come out on top and continue her victorious streak from Grand Rampage on to the road to Pain for Pride with a win over Mia Santoro! Hans Grayson crosses his arms and takes a step back, taking in what he’s seen up close of his potential future competitor in the Cash in the Vault match!
Flannery McCoy: Credit to Mia Santoro, she brought the heat and managed to have Minerva on the ropes for a while there, but that Satan’s Kiss is able to come out of nowhere and change the tide at any given moment! Minerva is clearly still feeling the damage Mia managed to apply to her, but it wasn’t enough to keep the Black Rose down for the three count!
Jake Mercer: Minerva’s road to Pain for Pride remains as unclear now as it was before, but she’s able to march on with momentum building in her stride as she looks to see what fate has in store for her! Mia Santoro is able to walk away knowing she gave a challenge to the Hall of Famer, and perhaps that will be the type of effort she brings to Cash in the Vault to win the briefcase for herself!
(The video feed continues as Minerva rises to her feet and has her hand raised by the referee in victory, while Mia Santoro is laid out looking in pain after having been dropped on her head. The video feed lingers on Minerva’s triumphant victory before it fades to black.)
(The Friday Night Dynasty video feed shifts backstage, causing the crowd to audibly cheer as Brian Daniels can be seen taping up his wrists in preparation for the upcoming main event tag team match with his former tag team champion and rival, Cy Henderson, against Jay Jerry Johnson and the King of Elite, Drake Armstrong. Those cheers quickly turn to boos, though, as Cy Henderson himself steps into frame, World Heavyweight Championship draped over his shoulder, to confront Brian Daniels, who scowls up at him when he notices his presence.)
Cy Henderson: I am going to keep this short and sweet, because there is no point in trying to buddy up and pretend like things are the way they used to be.
Brian Daniels: That’s one hell of an understatement.
Cy Henderson: Listen. Whether we like it or not, we don’t control the booking in this company. The main event is set in stone, and we’re going to be teaming up with each other one way or another. I don’t know about you, but I don’t care about how much my attitude adjustment hurts your feelings; winning matches is more important to me than reopening wounds that I already took care of through a marquee match.
Brian Daniels: What, are you implying that I don’t care about winning matches? I know that World Heavyweight Championship win must have your head in the clouds and your ego at an all time high, but unlike you, I didn’t need to throw my morals away in order to achieve that level of success. Don’t you dare look down on me, because sooner or later, I’m going to win myself a world championship and redefine this era and this decade just like I’ve done for every decade this company has been alive. It may even be this title.
(Brian Daniels puts his finger on the World Heavyweight Championship before Cy steps back.)
Brian Daniels: And I won’t need to resort to brass knuckles in order to get the job done.
Cy Henderson: Whether you agree with my methods or not is irrelevant; what’s done is done, and none of this talking is going to change the events of Grand Rampage. Focus on what is relevant, which is the match that we’re about to head into. You and I have both been on a roll for months; are you really going to let that all fall apart just because you don’t like me? Let’s put our issues aside, just for one night.
(Brian Daniels grits his teeth silently; the tension in the air could be cut by a knife.)
Cy Henderson: This isn’t unfamiliar territory for us. We dominated the tag team division once before, and if we need to reunite for just one night, I know we can do it again. We need to be cohesive out there, we can’t afford to make mistakes and fail because of some stupid miscommunication. I’m in. Are you?
(Brian Daniels says nothing for a few moments, just glaring at Cy Henderson, before…)
Brian Daniels: Alright. Just for one night. Don’t think this changes anything going forward, though.
Cy Henderson: I have no intention of doing so.
Jay Jerry Johnson: Look at the two old partners trying to get along again.
(Cy and Brian turn to see Jay Jerry Johnson walking down the hall, giving them a slow clap.)
Cy Henderson: Looking to forfeit before we even begin? I don’t blame you.
Jay Jerry Johnson: You’d like that, wouldn’t you? No, I am not here for you, despite what your god complex may lead you to believe; I’m here to talk to your partner.
Brian Daniels: What is it?
Jay Jerry Johnson: I’ve got a problem with you and what happened last week. I’ve heard what you’ve had to say about the new generation of wrestlers in EAW and how you think this era is softer than what you dealt with back in the day; I don’t know who went and made you the gatekeeper of the new era, but it doesn’t matter. You don’t have a say in how things run nowadays, and if you try to impose yourself and get in my way, I won’t let it slide. I had my own business to handle with Drake Armstrong and your presence derailed it.
Brian Daniels: What the hell are you even talking about?! What kind of a story are you making up in that head of yours? Did you try so hard to kill your passion for wrestling during your hiatus that you ended up killing all of your brain cells along with it? I’m not trying to gatekeep a damn thing; I didn’t even know what business you had or didn’t have with Drake Armstrong for that matter. I went out there and confronted him because he threw dirt on my name; it had nothing to do with you or your generation. It’s not my fault that younger elitists like you feel insecure now that people from my era are popping back up and succeeding against your generation just as much as we succeeded before you even stepped foot in a professional wrestling ring.
Brian Daniels: I stepped to Drake Armstrong because I’ve been picking up victory after victory since the day I returned to the squared circle. I stepped to him because, unlike you, I still have PASSION for this industry; the same fire that burned in me in 2009 burns just as bright to this day, and what that means is that I will ALWAYS aim to push the limits of my body and test myself against people that are supposed to be considered the best. Drake Armstrong won the King of Elite tournament and is set to contend for the world championship whenever he feels like; I’ve already made it clear that I plan on fighting for and winning a world championship during this run of mine to show people that the dragon’s scales are just as tough now as they were for my entire career. Why wouldn’t I challenge that narcissistic son of a bitch and show him that calling yourself the ‘Future’ means nothing when the past refuses to stop being the present? Or maybe there’s still a little bit of passion in you, getting yourself mad that I stepped to the King of Elite before you managed to get off your ass and do it yourself?
Jay Jerry Johnson: Putting words into my mouth won’t do you any good, Brian; the entire week, you and your partner have lambasted me for my approach to professional wrestling, but it won’t stop me from doing the job that I set out to do. I already know where I am going to push my career to, and nothing you do or say is going to be able to stop me. Don’t get too comfortable just because I went out there and targeted the King of Elite; at this moment, right after my Interwire Championship reign, I am looking to take down as many big names as I need to in order to get to where I need to be.
(Jay Jerry Johnson pointed in the direction of Cy Henderson and Brian Daniels after he spoke that line; they looked at each other and back at him.)
Jay Jerry Johnson: Fortune would have it that two big names have been lined up by management for me to take out this week and get me started on that journey. Considering where I want that journey to end up, it is fortuitous that you, Cyclone, are one of the two wrestlers that I’ll be facing in that ring tonight.
(Jay Jerry Johnson’s eye gazed upon the World Heavyweight Championship; Cy Henderson noticed this and suddenly burst out into a brief fit of laughter.)
Cy Henderson: Where do you think you’re looking, exactly, Jay? Are you being serious? This has to be a rib, right? You can’t surely believe that you deserve to breathe the same air as me after losing the Interwire Championship and dealing with that loss the way you did, let alone even consider fighting for the World Heavyweight Championship, right?
Jay Jerry Johnson: You heard me loud and clear. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m not the type to joke around about this kind of thing. You can laugh about it all you want, but it’s going to seem a lot more serious when our match ends and you don’t hear your own theme song playing through the speakers. When that happens, we’ll see where that ego ends up disappearing. See you out there.
(Having said those parting words, Jay Jerry Johnson walked in between Cy Henderson and Brian Daniels, making his way down the hall backstage towards the gorilla position in preparation for the main event. Cy and Brian watched the former Interwire Championship walk off before side-eyeing each other, still not fully on board despite having a common enemy for the night. The Friday Night Dynasty feed faded back to the arena.)
(A commercial plays for Sinners, featuring Chris Elite and Joso.)
(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following main event contest is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Mayoi Uta [Song of the Lost Star]’ by MyGO!!! can be heard throughout the speakers as Jay Jerry Johnson emerges from the back with focus etched across his own face. Soon, ‘Pride & Arrogance’ by Takeru Kanazaki can be heard across the speakers as the most polarizing reception can be heard throughout the arena tonight. Drake Armstrong emerges from the back with a cocky expression plastered on his face.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! THE TEAM OF JAY JERRY JOHNSON, AND KING OF ELITE, DRAKE ARMSTRONG!!!
Stew-O: Will certainly be an immense main event tonight as we have four very battle tested elitists looking to enter with as much momentum ahead of Pain for Pride as possible, and this will be crucial for each of them to earn a victory as well.
Flannery McCoy: Absolutely, this is a main event where you have former champions in abundance that are truly looking to garner as much for themselves as possible in the way of a smooth end to this season. Tonight, they can prove as much.
(‘Dragonborn’ by Jeremy Soule can be heard blaring throughout the speakers as the audience reacts loudly. Brian Daniels emerges from the back with a smile on his face, gazing outward to the crowd. Soon, ‘Saint Pablo’ by Kanye West can be heard blaring throughout the speakers as the crowd roars with the arrival of Cy Henderson. The World Heavyweight Championship gives Daniels a condescending glance, with the title around his waist.)
Stephie Love: Introducing their opponents! THE TEAM OF BRIAN DANIELS, AND WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, CY HENDERSON!!!
Stew-O: And we see the arrival of two elitists who are substantiated through their storied history & more recently, the strife that has been brewing through their recent involvements. This will be quite the clash amongst these teams of differing wavelengths.
Jake Mercer: Can’t undermine that for a single second, this will have to be a main event where clashing heads need to work together & come to an agreement on exactly how they set forth in making the most out of this opportunity to set themselves apart as competitors, in a crucial match.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: And we’re off! The main event of Dynasty has arrived as the World Heavyweight Champion Cy Henderson & Brian Daniels are teaming up to take on King of Elite Drake Armstrong & Jay Jerry Johnson! This should be a terrific main event tonight as these four elitists have been able to call themselves absolute mainstays within this season, and this match brings upon a crucial atmosphere where every single victory will be beneficial toward the lead up into Pain for Pride! Jay Jerry Johnson & Brian Daniels proceed to begin this match for themselves as they look to initiate what should be an emphatic battle for as these two elitists could not be any more matched!
Flannery McCoy: As they are pacing around the mat in a steady rhythm here—but we are quick to the action as Brian is immediately reaching around & clutching onto the leg, looking to take Jay down into a crouched stance as Johnson is struggling to find his ground! Jay shakes his own head as he’s got his arms wrapped around Brian’s neck & applies a brief guillotine choke on Brian to keep suppressed! But his hands cannot interlock as Daniels’ clutch around his leg is causing Johnson to not employ as much of a strengthened grip as he would like in this scenario!
Jake Mercer: As Brian’s able to motion his leg around Jay’s own footing to cause this opponent to fall forward—AND APPLY A SUDDEN HEEL HOOK IN THE PROCESS! Jay is caught in a bad way here as he’s now shaking his own head vigorously, refusing to allow this heel hook to settle in & provide all of the agony that it can muster here as Brian Daniels is trying to provide as much pressure over this leg of the former Interwire Champion as he possibly can! Now Jay is keeping himself sitting up, as he is refusing to allow Brian to garner further pressure on that heel hook as he’s doing everything that he can to keep himself in this!
Stew-O: As Jay Jerry Johnson is able to turn himself & Brian Daniels right around—BEFORE SITTING HIMSELF UPWARD WITH DANIELS’ LEGS TOGETHER TO APPLY THE SHARPSHOOTER! Daniels is now being placed under the ringer here as Jay is looking to apply as much pressure as he can possibly muster through his own submission hold here! Brian is shaking his own head vigorously as he’s refusing to keep himself from giving in to this submission, but Jay is applying this with as much as he possibly can through all of the hardship that he’s bringing to the former World Champion here!
Flannery McCoy: As Daniels’ has got a hold of the ankle of Jay Jerry Johnson! He’s grasping onto the leg of Jay & now turning himself back & inward from where Jay is positioned—TO YANK HIM INTO A TRIANGLE CHOKE!! An emphatic maneuver from Brian Daniels as Jay has now been caught within this choke & trying to keep himself elevated from the ring to the very best of his own efforts as Daniels is refusing to let go! The submission is causing the referee to inspect Jay closely but he’s refusing to give in, as he’s now dragging himself over toward his own corner while Brian Daniels is maintaining this submission with as much pressure as he can—but Jay is at the corner!
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Jake Mercer: Drake Armstrong is able to tag himself into the match as the legal competitor for his own team! Brian is keeping hold of the triangle choke while Jay is still locked in this submission—‘TILL DRAKE DROPS A KNEE RIGHT ONTO THE NOSE OF BRIAN DANIELS! Brian immediately lets go of the submission as Jay rolls himself out of the ring and to the apron to recover, while Daniels is clutching his own nose as he’s trying to bring himself upward using the ropes! But Drake is wailing in the clobbering strikes over the upper back of Daniels as he’s ensuring that he can be suppressed as much as possible!
Stew-O: As Drake continues to apply as much pressure as possible, refusing to slow down with this attack as he’s sending strike after strike, shaking his own head as he’s now yanking Brian’s upper body over the middle rope & sending repeated knees across the upper back of Brian Daniels as the referee is counting down without avail! Armstrong proceeds to keep his knee pressing against the back of Brian’s neck as the referee is counting away, not allowing any room for Daniels to retort in any possible way at the moment as Armstrong has been able to take full advantage!
Flannery McCoy: And Armstrong is just enjoying himself at the moment as he finally backs away from Daniels, with the referee scolding Drake from here as he’s refusing to give him any second of attention as well! Brian is motioning himself over & away from Armstrong while clutching onto the ropes, as Armstrong redirects his focus toward Daniels & charges toward him as he’s seeking out a CLOTHESLINE TO PUT HIM BACK DOWN—
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Jake Mercer: AS A SUDDEN RIGHT FROM CY CATCHES DRAKE ACROSS HIS JAW!! Drake is immediately clutching onto his own jaw as Henderson is now stepping into the ring after tagging himself into this match! Brian rolls out of the ring & looks to recover as Armstrong is vigorously shaking his head while focusing back on Cy Henderson, rushing toward him with a swing as Henderson ducks under & rushes past Armstrong, with Drake turning himself back around in a hurry from here—
Stew-O: AS A SHOULDER BLOCK STOPS DRAKE ARMSTRONG RIGHT IN HIS TRACKS! Now Armstrong is trying to scramble back up to his feet as he retreats toward the corner, shaking his head repeatedly as Cy has been able to keep a great deal of control in this match from here while Armstrong is looking to recover! As Cy doesn’t waste time rushing forward & sending an elbow smash sprawling toward Drake Armstrong to keep the King of Elite from retaliating! The repeated strikes are following along as the referee is now counting down on Cy!
Flannery McCoy: Cy backs away from Drake as the referee keeps his eye on the World Heavyweight Champion, but Cy pays no mind to him as he’s trying to maintain all of his control that he possibly can as he’s now rushing back toward Drake Armstrong & looking to continue mounting as much of his offense as he possibly can from here, running back to his opponent as he’s looking for a RUNNING ELBOW SMASH ONCE MORE—
Jake Mercer: BIG BOOT FROM DRAKE ARMSTRONG CATCHES CY ACROSS HIS TEMPLE! Cy is rocked as he’s caught staggering from the boot, dropping to a knee as Armstrong is now rushing back toward Henderson & looking to keep him from mounting any greater offense than he would as he’s looking for a fierce lariat from here to send the World Heavyweight Champion DOWN—
Stew-O: BUT CY HENDERSON WITH A SUDDEN URANAGE SLAM THAT IS ABLE TO TAKE DRAKE ARMSTRONG DOWN ONTO THE CANVAS!! Armstrong is laid out flat on the mat as Cy Henderson drops himself down to the downed Armstrong, hooking his leg as the referee soon counts away from here!
ONEEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TH—
Flannery McCoy: ARMSTRONG KICKS OUT! Cy is sitting up as he’s got a small smirk on his face, nodding to himself as Armstrong is now bringing himself back up, as Henderson sees that Drake is able to get back to his feet as he’s got a hold of him here, and he winds up a FIERCE ELBOW that sends Armstrong staggering back into the ropes, dazed by the elbow as Cy briefly is turned away afterward to recollect himself & adjust his jaw a bit after the boot he was nailed with earlier!
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Jake Mercer: AS CY RUSHED FORWARD & CLOTHESLINES DRAKE ARMSTRONG OVER THE TOP ROPE! Armstrong collapses onto the ringside floor as Cy has just sent him spiralling down onto the outside of the ring—BUT JAY SPRAWLS TOWARD CY WITH A RUNNING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT IMMEDIATELY AFTER STEPPING INTO THE RING TO FOLLOW THE TAG! Cy is taken down with authority as Jay is able to bring himself into this match & bring control back to the team, with Cy trying to sit himself up quickly!
Stew-O: BUT JOHNSON SENDS A STIFF KICK ACROSS THE BACK OF CY TO KEEP HIM SUPPRESSED! Cy feels every bit of that kick as he’s being kept in this seated position, unable to retaliate as he’s being brought to a very crucial position in this match where Jay can just mount as much offense as he would like to! Jay doesn’t slow down as ANOTHER KICK IS SENT ACROSS HIS BACK! Henderson is feeling these kicks as they are very punishing for the champion, but Jay is looking to keep this moving with a SWITCHBLADE KICK—
Flannery McCoy: CY CATCHES HIS FOOT! Jay is teetering on one leg as Henderson is bringing himself upward & looking to take advantage by lifting Jay upward & over his own shoulders!! Henderson is looking to rush toward the corner for the BUCKLE BOMB—BUT JAY IS ABLE TO ADJUST HIS STANCE & FLIP OVER WITH CY AS HE PULLS HIM INTO A SUNSET FLIP PINFALL RIGHT HERE!! CY’S SHOULDERS ARE DOWN ON THE MAT!
ONEEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TH—
Jake Mercer: BUT CY POWERS OUT! Jay cannot maintain the pin as Johnson is returning to his feet, with Henderson quickly trying to rush himself toward the corner as Jay is not looking to waste any more time, keeping his gaze set on Cy Henderson as he’s now rushing himself back toward Cy while he’s prone to further attack, LOOKING TO KEEP HIM DOWN AS HE AIMS FOR A DROPKICK INTO THE CORNER!
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Stew-O: AS CY EVADES THE DROPKICK BY ROLLING AWAY & UNDER THE ROPES—BUT JAY STOPS HIMSELF!! Johnson has the wherewithal to halt his momentum before connecting any further as he’s backing himself away—ONLY FOR DANIELS TO LAUNCH TOWARD JOHNSON WITH A MISSILE DROPKICK! Jay is dropped by the dropkick from Brian as he’s now rolling himself backward & into a position most vulnerable for him! Brian is moving back up, pacing toward Daniels as he’s nodding to himself vigorously in response!
Flannery McCoy: WITH A KICK SENT SPRAWLING ACROSS THE CHEST OF JAY JERRY JOHNSON! AND ANOTHER! AND ANOTHER! Jay is being brought through the ringer here as Daniels is refusing to slow himself down at any rate from here, with Johnson being placed through the pressure as each kick is striking across his chest & keeping him at bay! Daniels doesn’t let up as he’s now backing himself away for just a moment, to aim for a KICK ACROSS THE SKULL OF JAY—
Jake Mercer: BUT JAY DUCKS UNDER—AND GRABS ONTO BRIAN’S ANKLE TO APPLY THE ANKLE LOCK! Brian is shaking his own head as Jay is able to apply the ankle lock, wrenching the ankle back as much as he can as he’s down on a knee, keeping this applied while Daniels is keeping himself elevated with his elbows, not allowing Jay the room to make this submission all the more worse from here as he’s trying to maintain as much of an advantage as he can! Daniels is refusing to give in as he’s—
Stew-O: SOON FLIPPING HIMSELF OVER & SENDING JAY FORWARD INTO THE ROPES NECK-FIRST! Jay is coughing up a storm as Brian is now rushing those ropes while Jay is left staggered by the sudden reversal of Brian Daniels while Daniels is rushing back toward Jay—AS THE RUNNING LEG LARIAT CONNECTS!!! Brian rushes to the cover and hooks the leg from there, referee counts!
ONEEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TH—
Flannery McCoy: NO! JAY IS ABLE TO SHOOT THE SHOULDER UP—BUT DANIELS QUICKLY GRABS THE ARM & TRANSITIONS INTO A FUJIWARA ARMBAR FROM HERE! Jay is shaking his own head as he’s keeping himself stable enough to remain in the match, refusing to give in as Daniels is doing everything that he can to ensure Jay can’t escape from this submission here!
Jake Mercer: AS ARMSTRONG STEPS IN & STOMPS DOWN ONTO BRIAN DANIELS!!! Armstrong is repeatedly stomping down onto Brian Daniels as he’s looking to maintain this pressure while the referee is counting away! Armstrong is now dragging Daryl over to the corner, and he’s shifting himself back through the ropes & onto the apron as Jay has been able to tag himself back into this match from here!
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Stew-O: Drake Armstrong is now the legal competitor in this match once more, as Brian is struggling to find himself from ground after Armstrong was applying heavy fire against Daniels while returning back to him! Drake is looking to drag Brian Daniels upward, and he doesn’t seem to be all too keen on slowing down from here as he’s now got Brian Daniels hoisted accordingly, looking to make the most out of this opportunity right here as he’s now GOT HIM—
Flannery McCoy: IN THE ‘BOURGEOIS BITE’! ABDOMINAL STRETCH IS APPLIED AS BRIAN DANIELS IS NOW STRUGGLING TO FIND THE GROUND THAT HE NEEDS! Brian is continuing to shake his own head as he’s refusing to give in, the referee is trying to inspect Daniels closely as there can be any trace of the submission taking its toll on Brian Daniels as Armstrong continues to apply all of the pressure in the world!
Jake Mercer: BUT DANIELS IS ABLE TO SHIFT HIS WEIGHT & TOSS ARMSTRONG OVERHEAD AS DRAKE ROLLS FORWARD!! Daniels is clutching onto his side as he soon staggers back into the corner, with Armstrong shaking off the sudden reversal that Daniels muster up as he’s keeping himself steady in this match & soon on the attack—
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Stew-O: AS DRAKE RUSHES FORWARD—BUT A BIG BOOT FROM CY CATCHES ARMSTRONG ACROSS HIS OWN JAW!! Drake is clutching onto his jaw as he’s shaking his head vigorously, with Cy stepping back into the fray as he’s looking to make the most out of the vulnerable state that he has now left Drake Armstrong within while laying in wait… as he then RUSHES HIMSELF TOWARD DRAKE & SEEKS OUT A POTENTIAL END—
Flannery McCoy: ‘CYCLONE LARIAT’!!! DRAKE IS DOWN! CY HOOKS THE LEG FOR THE COVER FROM HERE, THE REFEREE SLIDES HIMSELF TO THE COUNT!
ONEEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEEE—
Jake Mercer: NOT ENOUGH! NOW CY IS EMERGING BACK UP TO HIS FEET, AS HE BACKS INTO THE CORNER, LOOKING TO MAKE THE MOST OUT OF THIS FURTHER! ARMSTRONG IS STIRRING TO HIS FEET, AS CY MAY BE LOOKING FOR ‘CALAMITY’—
Stew-O: BUT DRAKE EVADES—AND CY STOPS HIMSELF IN FRONT OF BRIAN DANIELS!! BUT BRIAN IS WIDE-EYED, AS NOW CY IS BICKERING TOWARD BRIAN AFTER ALMOST LANDING THE CALAMITY!! THEY’RE COMING TO BLOWS VERBALLY HERE!
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Flannery McCoy: AS DRAKE LOOKS TO SWING—BUT CY DUCKS UNDER & ARMSTRONG IS ABOUT TO BE NAILED BY ‘CAUSTIC ECHO’—
Jake Mercer: THAT HITS CY!!! DRAKE DUCKS & CY IS NAILED BY THE ROUNDHOUSE KICK AS BRIAN IS WIDE-EYED—BUT ARMSTRONG TOSSES DANIELS OUT OF THE RING! JAY TAGGED INTO THE MATCH AS HE’S NOW ROLLING CY HENDERSON INTO A PIN FROM HERE!!!
ONEEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Stew-O: ARMSTRONG IS HOLDING JAY’S FEET DOWN TO KEEP THE PIN STRENGTHENED!!!
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Stephie Love: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS… JAY JERRY JOHNSON & DRAKE ARMSTRONG!!!
Flannery McCoy: Jay Jerry Johnson pins the World Heavyweight Champion!!! Drake with the assist to ensure that the pin is maintained further, yet Johnson now has that pin to hoist over Cy Henderson as the unlikely duo is able to pick up the win!
Jake Mercer: Cy & Brian represented an untimely duo in their own right with the history they have shared recently, and now this comes to blows after a sudden disagreement leads into the advantage taken by the opposite team!
Stew-O: Congratulations to Jay Jerry Johnson & Drake Armstrong, as we thank you for tuning in to Dynasty! See you next week!
(‘Mayoi Uta’ can be heard blaring throughout the speakers as Jay & Drake soon emerge upward in the ring, with their hands raised by the referee in victory. Brian is disappointed with the defeat as Cy leans by the apron, being handed his title in lingering frustration as the scene soon fades from there.)
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