Matthew Graham
(EAW intro plays.)
(The show starts, as always, with a recap of last week’s Dynasty: A contract signing for the World Heavyweight Championship match at King of Elite is shown between Lethal Consequences and Dray Fontana which ends in LC laying Dray out with a vicious LCR to end it. Donovan Duke gets a satisfying victory over Komatsu Ogawa and sends a message on behalf of Insurgency. After that, Insurgency has an interview backstage that is interrupted by SEBAS, spilling into a brawl in which Adam Lucas and MITSUBACHI join in on. The brawl is split up by Dynasty co-General Manager, StarrStan, who confirms a match between Adam and MITSU versus Maxwell and Donovan at King of Elite, and tells Limmy and SEBAS to save the aggression for their match at King of Elite as well. The Living Highlight and Jonny Airhart get a shocking win over the team of Dray Fontana and SEBAS. Eris LeCava comes out, visibly upset as she confirms that her and Serena have “broken up”. Serena Bennett comes out afterwards relieved that Eris’ fixation with her is finally over, leading into an attack from Eris on Serena, leading to Eris planting a big kiss on her lips while she was down making a statement towards the Universal Women’s Champion. MITSUBACHI and Adam Lucas get a big win over Mike Murphy and Mary S. Atlas as they show their tag-team prowess heading into their match together at King of Elite. Meanwhile backstage, Jonny Airhart tries to cheer up Mary S. Atlas backstage and in a way attempts to woo her which Mary quickly declines. The Fallen Angel gives his explanation as to why he attacked Charlie Marr and what he thinks of him, challenging him to a match at King of Elite to prove himself. Charlie attacks The Fallen Angel from behind and of course, accepts his challenge from there. Charlie Marr gets a big win over one-half of the Unified Tag Team Champions, Harper Lee. With the help of Veena Adams, Andre Walker gets a win over Riley McCray with Mr. DEDEDE also at ringside watching the match as well. Malcolm Jones and Chris Elite go to Disneyland where they mock what The Realm did last week just before they beat up Mickey Mouse. Speaking of Chris Elite, he is the victim of an assault from Insurgency, as Insurgency members kick the shit out of him after Limmy Monaghan decimates him in singles competition. Impact comes out to a podium on stage to the shock of many to offer a EAW contract personally tailored for The Visual Prophet’s needs, and stating that all that’s needed is for Viz’s signature on the dotted line to end this “protest”. Drake King gets a win over Insurgency’s Maxwell surely sending a message to their leader, Jake Smith. Xander Payne is seen backstage before his main event match talking about his future and what the King of Elite has in store for him, which he believes is going to lead to him becoming the World Heavyweight Champion, considering the night’s main event a precursor of such things. Speaking of, with the help of Dray Fontana, Xander Payne gets a massive win over World Heavyweight Champion Lethal Consequences to end the show, and the recap.)
(The camera pans around as pyro blasts out of the stage in a beautiful array to the cheers of the virtual crowd in return. The camera pans around the World 1 Theatre for a bit to show their anticipation on the screens before finally, it transitions to the commentary booth. Stew-O, Flannery McCoy, and Jake Mercer are seen as always as they begin to speak to start the show)
Stew-O: Ladies and gentlemen, you can feel it in the air tonight as we are only two weeks away from the illustrious free-per-view, King of Elite–welcome to FRIDAY NIGHT DYNASTY!!!
Flannery McCoy: Oh, and we have a stacked card for you, especially our main event! A battle of World Champions will be on display tonight as World Heavyweight Champion Lethal Consequences will be going up against none other than the Universal Women’s Champion Serena Bennett. Both competitors tonight are looking to make a statement for sure heading into King of Elite.
Jake Mercer: And of course, we cannot forget the variety of other matches scheduled to take place tonight, including Charlie Marr going up against Xander Payne in what should be a quite frankly, amazing goddamn match! And not only that, but the Unified Tag Team Champions are in action tonight as The Realm go up against Adam Lucas and MITSUBACHI! It’s gonna be lit!
(From the commentary desk, Dynasty’s camera cuts straight to the ring that has been fully arranged for a traditional contract signing. Over a velvety red carpet, at the center of the ring is the familiar clothed conference table paired with a pair of comfortable office chairs. It isn’t very long until “M3tamorphosis” by Playboi Carti ft. Kid Cudi starts to play throughout the World 1 Theatre, much to the dismay of the virtual audience in attendance. Impact steps out onto the stage, the notorious briefcase swinging idly at his side while he makes his way down the ramp, Dynasty’s commentary team offering their insights on the unique situation Impact finds himself involved in.)
Jake Mercer: BUT ENOUGH OF THAT BECAUSE LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WE ARE KICKING THINGS OFF TONIGHT WITH A TRIP DOWN TO–
Stew-O: Don’t do it.
Flannery McCoy: You know he’s going to…
Jake Mercer: –THEEEEE IIIMMMMPAAAACCCCTTTT ZZZZZZOOOONNNEEEE!
Stew-O: Don’t you ever grow tired of that?
Jake Mercer: Literally never.
Flannery McCoy: Well. It’s not like he’s wrong?
Jake Mercer: Thank you!
Flannery McCoy: Like, yes, tonight, we’re indeed being joined by Impact to kick things off tonight, the man who, last week, had invited the Beloved Brother and his client, the Visual Prophet, to sign off on the lucrative contract that Impact is presenting him with!
Stew-O: After weeks, nearly over a MONTH of the Beloved Brother, Dr. Angelo D’angelo, attempting to negotiate with Elite Answers Wrestling to no avail, he was just about ready to pack up all of Viz’s things and take him to another promotion–but those plans may have changed after Impact used his own influence within the company to get Viz the high-priced contract with the even higher list of demands that D’angelo failed to secure for his client!
Jake Mercer: Well, DUH! IT’S IMPACT WE’RE TALKING ‘BOUT, THIS IS WHAT HE DOES! And that’s just the kind of man Impact is! Influential! Generous! Good natured! Passionate! A true businessman, in every sense of the word! Viz would be a FOOL if he were to turn this offer down, I can promise you a deal as good as this one isn’t likely to come around twice in a lifetime!
Flannery McCoy: Well, it’s all up to the Visual Prophet, now. Whether or not he chooses to show up tonight to accept that contract is ENTIRELY up to him! But that still won’t stop Impact from trying to make a spectacle of the entire situation.
(Impact now enters the ring through the middle rope, gripping tightly onto the briefcase we saw last week, smiling widely as he pulls out a conference chair to get comfortable. He unbuttons his suit jacket before taking a seat on the conference chair pointed towards the ramp. After he is seated, he grabs a microphone off the surface of the table, indulging in the forceful negative crowd reception while he waits for “M3tamorphosis” to die down.)
Impact: AND YOU ALL SAID I COULDN’T DO IT! Didn’t believe me! Didn’t even THINK that something like this was even possible! Now look at you, egg on your face, disappointed to find out that once again, I WAS RIGHT! IMPACT’S AUTHORITY IN THIS INDUSTRY KNOWS NO BOUNDS! Get a good look at this, all this shit. Go on ahead, embrace it. Fully. You won’t ever see something like this again, I’m a damn genius, I’m blowing your fucking minds right now, just like I’ve been doing for the past DECADE of my dominance. Tonight is the night where I get to display the height of my influence after weeks, months, years that dredged on while just about every motherfucker I encountered had something to say about me and my lack thereof. That I lost my touch. That I was struggling to stay relevant. That all I did was take up space and hog all the spotlight from the younger generation of talent. That there was no way in hell that Impact had any lasting, pardon the pun, impact in this industry. And yet, here we are. All it took me was a quick phone call, a lil’ shmoozing, and boom: I’m able to give 2020’s World Heavyweight Champion of the year a gift in the form of the priciest, inordinate contract that I’ve ever had the pleasure of negotiating, second only to my own.
(Impact pauses, taking a second to lift his briefcase up off the floor and place it on the table in front of him. He pops open the lid and pulls out a leather portfolio and a pen, placing both items carefully in front of him while moving the now empty briefcase out of the way. He flips the portfolio open and holds it open in front of him so the camera may zoom in on the front page, confirming that in Impact’s possession, he holds the new, unsigned contract between Elite Answers Wrestling and the Visual Prophet. After a moment, he sets the contract down carefully in front of him for more gloating while the virtual audience grows restless.)
Impact: C’mon now, why waste any more time? We know what we’re here to do. I can only imagine just how happy Viz and D’angelo must be to receive this offer. How thankful they must be for this fantastic opportunity. How eager I know they are to extend their gratitude to their savior! And to save ourselves and our dedicated audience some time and effort this week, I went on ahead and forwarded D’angelo an electronic version of the contract for his review. Had to get the ball rolling, ensure that there wasn’t a SINGLE thing missing from that contract out of respect for Viz and his demands, wanted to give him time to make any adjustments he thought might have been necessary before we came to an agreement this evening. Because I’m considerate, I had to make sure that this contract would be worth Viz’s time, and I can assure you that it is. Admittedly, however, I haven’t heard a single word from either one of these men regarding their receptiveness to my gift, but what reason do they have to deny my generousness? Is it pride? Dignity? Self-respect? Stubbornness? How much longer are they going to hold onto this sort of pettiness? I’ve done nothing wrong here! As a matter of fact, I’ve done only right by Viz, but something tells me he’s going to find something to be bitter and angry about regardless of what I’m giving him. That’s what’s been blocking Viz from his own blessings all this time to begin with, that’s what prevented him from getting the damn contract on his own from the jump. Son of a bitch knows damn well he has no chance of stepping foot in this company again if he turns this down, so if he’s smart, and I’m still questioning the validity of that claim, if he knew what was good for him, he’d take it.
(Impact smiles out into the virtual audience as they continue to boo him, eventually turning his attention directly to the stage.)
Impact: This is the moment you’ve been waiting for, isn’t it, Angelo? Helping this Black man reach his full potential, right? Exploiting the white man for every last dime to fill your own pockets? Or are you just THAT damn embarrassed to take a handout from a white man a mere few days before the dawn of Black History Month? Oh, the horror! Are you really willing to let COMPLEXION of all things stop you from taking what it is you want?! From getting what it is you YOURSELF have insisted that Viz deserves?! How much longer are you willing to stand in the way of your own success? I guess we’ll just have to wait and see. So, Viz. The floor is yours. Feel free to join me out here whenever you’re ready–if you aren’t too proud to do so, of course.
(Impact lowers his microphone, watching the stage carefully as he awaits Viz’s arrival.)
Flannery McCoy: Well?! What do we think, bois? Will Viz accept the contract?
Jake Mercer: He’d be a FOOL not to! If Impact is able to negotiate a contract on behalf of Viz, don’t you think he has enough influence to prevent Viz from ever working with EAW again?! He’s usually the one trying to force Elitists out of EAW–this is the first time I think I’ve ever seen Impact working so hard to help an Elitist keep their damn job! They better capitalize on this opportunity!
Stew-O: Jake brings up a pretty good point. If anything, Impact has proven that he’s in direct control of the situation here tonight, and somehow, hangs some sort of heavy influence over the heads of those with decision-making authority, otherwise, how else would he have gotten Viz what he was asking for?
(Seconds continue to pass, and Impact still sits alone at the center of the ring, waiting ever so patiently for the Visual Prophet to join him inside of the arena.)
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(“Don Life” by Big Sean starts to play throughout the PA system of the World 1 Theatre, prompting an immediate and thunderous reaction from the virtual audience in attendance. Even Impact rises to his feet with a smile across his face, lazily applauding as the audience cheers enthusiastically, waiting for Viz to arrive on the stage.)
Flannery McCoy: Well, there’s your answer, ladies and gentlemen! For the first time in 2021, after nearly a MONTH without seeing him on Elite Answers Wrestling programming, the Visual Prophet–
Jake Mercer: …is STILL not here…
(The Beloved Brother, Dr. Angelo D’angelo, slowly walks out onto the stage by his lonesome. He wears one of his iconic dashiki tunics thrown over a pair of black slacks, holding a small, purple velvet draw-string pouch in his hands. He makes his way down the ramp and shrugs around at the virtual screens as the audience’s excited cheers turn into a disappointed chorus of boos.)
Flannery McCoy: This…has got to be a sure sign of something positive, right? Maybe there are a few last minute notes D’angelo needs to go over before Viz comes out here to sign the contract? :lupe:
Stew-O: That…or D’angelo is here to deliver another string of bad news: that Viz won’t be accepting the contract at all, and will be leaving EAW programming for good.
(D’angelo, now in the ring, stands at the end of the table opposite of Impact. Neither man bothers to take a seat, as D’angelo helps himself to the second microphone after pushing the conference chair aside. “Don Life” fades out while Impact is seen scowling with his arms folded over his chest.)
Impact: What the hell is it now, D’angelo? Still not enough? What, he wants a few more holidays? More merch? Headlining another marquee? Or was his pride really still the issue here? What, tell me. What more could that motherfucker POSSIBLY want?!
(D’angelo audibly sighs into his microphone before speaking.)
Dr. Angelo D’angelo: Good evening, Impact. As you can see, I’m not joined by my client here this evening. But, the Visual Prophet sends his regards. And I’d like to extend my sincerest thanks for the unsparing offers outlined within that contract, you really pulled out all the stops. However…I regretfully must inform you that you will NOT be getting an appearance from the Visual Prophet tonight, as he is not in the building…
(The virtual audience begins to boo once more as Impact is seen rolling his eyes.)
Dr. Angelo D’angelo: HOWEVER! However. Do not fret. I come with GREAT news. I will have you all now that Viz…has indeed read the contract you put together, Mr. Jeremiah, in its entirety. He and I both find that the offerings listed within this contract are sufficient, and will fulfill the Visual Prophet’s demands. And I can say with full confidence that no amount of pride is going to stop the Visual Prophet from accepting what Elite Answers Wrestling has agreed to offer him–
(The virtual audience provides an overwhelming positive response as Impact is shown clapping along with them, a pleasantly surprised and satisfied look worn on his face. D’angelo continues.)
Dr. Angelo D’angelo: Now, I can imagine how this might seem a little confusing for you, being that Viz isn’t physically here to sign his contract. But I have here– (He raises the purple velvet bag in his hand.) –the Visual Prophet’s stamp of approval. Just as valid as any other hand-written signature would be. Oh, don’t give me that look. You don’t NEED the Visual Prophet here, not necessarily. You’ll see him when the time is right, Karl, I can assure you of that. But he gave me the authorization to join you out here and finalize the contract on his behalf.
(Impact simply raises his eyebrows. He figures even if the Visual Prophet isn’t here, at least he has agreed to accept the terms and conditions of the contract, and that’s certainly better than nothing at all.)
Impact: I assume since you didn’t have any notes sent back to me for review, you’ll find that the contract was…suitable?
Dr. Angelo D’angelo: Very much so, yes. We weren’t able to identify any conflicts of interest. As you said, it was exactly what Viz had been asking for. Now, if we can proceed with finalizing the paperwork, Karl, I would very much like to wrap this up and not dwell on the awkwardness of this situation for a moment longer than necessary.
(A wide, conniving smile grows across Impact’s face.)
Impact: Oh, please, please! Go right ahead! Don’t let me get in your way for a second longer, D’angelo. You seem to have worked through all the details on your own, so, go for it. Finalize the contract. Sign it. Let’s end this. Once and for all.
(Impact slides the portfolio over to D’angelo’s side of the table. D’angelo grabs hold of it, and flips all the way through to the very last page of the contract where the space for the Visual Prophet’s required signature is left empty. D’angelo carefully unties his purple velvet bag and pulls out a novelty-sized gold stamp with a matching ink pad. With great care, and while Impact watches closely, D’angelo lowers the stamp into the ink, saturating the surface before lifting it up and placing it along the dotted line at the center of the page, the virtual audience roaring with excitement having witnessed D’angelo accept Impact’s contractual offer on the Visual Prophet’s behalf. As D’angelo lifts the stamp from the page, the camera zooms in to show off a beautiful work of calligraphy, drawn in sparkly, purple and gold ink.)
Stew-O: It’s done. He did it. :mjcry:
Jake Mercer: The Visual Prophet will REMAIN a contracted Elitist in EAW for the foreseeable future!!! ALL HAIL IMPACT!
(The audience continues to roar while D’angelo packs away his stamping kit, allowing the ink to dry before closing the portfolio shut. He slides it back over to Impact who smiles devilishly, then extends his arm for a handshake that Impact enthusiastically accepts, but not without a few last words.)
Impact: It’s been a pleasure doing business with you, Dr. Angelo.
Dr. Angelo D’angelo: And you as well, Kar–
Impact: ESPECIALLY since I know neither you nor your client give a fuck to read a contract in its entirety before signing off on one.
(D’angelo quickly pulls his hand away, a worrisome look on what was previously a contented face. The virtual audience reacts with surprise, allowing Impact to laugh for a few moments off-mic before elaborating.)
Impact: It was damn near TOO easy! I’m surprised I got away with that shit. But obviously, I must’ve, since you haven’t said very much about perhaps my FAVORITE clause in the entire contract. That, or maybe your client really doesn’t seem to give a damn about what’s going to be a surefire way to end his mediocre career for good.
Dr. Angelo D’angelo: What the hell are you talking about?!
Impact: You two signed off on that contract without even noticing one of THE most important details in the entire document. You know. His match. At King of Elite. Against none other…than ME!
(The virtual audience goes ballistic just as D’angelo frustratedly throws his hands atop his head, eyes widening with sheer shock and absolute awe, as it seems that Impact’s suspicions are correct: neither D’angelo or the Visual Prophet noticed Impact’s clause within the contract. Impact laughs heartily by himself as he observes the look of horror on D’angelo’s face. Without another word, as the crowd continues to go wild, “M3tamorphosis” picks back up while Impact smiles triumphantly in the face of D’angelo, quickly securing the leather portfolio away in his briefcase before D’angelo gets the chance to rescind the signature. D’angelo, still in disbelief, swallows hard as Impact exits the ring, leaving D’angelo alone to meditate on the grave error he might have just made.)
Flannery McCoy: HOLY SHIT! WHAT A MATCH SET IN STONE FOR KING OF ELITE! I mean, we literally JUST witnessed the Beloved Brother sign off on what is SURE to be one of the biggest matches of the season: Impact versus the Visual Prophet in just TWO WEEKS!
Stew-O: I can hardly believe it myself, Flannery! But leave it to Impact to find a way around the system, tricking Viz to agree to a matchup that I DOUBT Viz is eager to compete in!
Jake Mercer: The animosity between these two always turns out to result in a fantastic showcase of talent in the ring, each and every time we see them in the ring with one another! But this match ESPECIALLY has a unique touch to it, a strong note of acrimony now that Viz knows that he not only has Impact to thank for LIT-RALLY saving his career, but for successfully manipulating the Beloved Brother AND himself! It’s BRILLIANT!
Stew-O: Brilliant as it may be, it’s still every bit as cunning and devious, just as we’ve come to expect from a man like Impact. But that’s not all we have for you, folks! Be sure to stick around for more Friday Night Dynasty, where I’m sure we have plenty more surprises left to go!
(Our final few shots before cutting to commercial break are of Impact walking backwards up the ramp, talking his shit as he usually does while he holds the briefcase high in the air, all while D’angelo bites his fist nervously in the center of the ring before Dynasty’s broadcast transitions.)
(The broadcast transitions to a shot of Mary S. Atlas in a locker room backstage in her wrestling gear with a jacket thrown over it. She’s seen getting prepared for her match, doing stretches just as any responsible Elitist would. Suddenly, the sound of a door opening is heard. Mary ignores the sound, thinking it’s one of her fellow female Elitists doing their thing, but she’s wrong.)
???: So about last week…
(Mary recognizes that voice and instantly stops stretching, turning around to reveal none other than Jonny Airhart. Mary looks annoyed as all hell while Jonny simply looks her up and down, as smug as she is disgusted with his presence.)
Jonny Airhart: Mary, wait, before you say anything–give me another chance to, uh, you know, try this again again. I get it: I approached you at an awful time and probably made a terrible impression. I know now that you were in a bad mood last week because you lost, so I let you do your thing, I gave you your time. But I’m asking you for another chance to try this again, so we can start off on the right foot this time.
(Mary groans but doesn’t respond with anything as Jonny slightly shakes his head)
Jonny Airhart: Imagine the possibilities, Mary. I have things that no other man could have in his lifetime. While the people out there call themselves rich, there’s only one Rich Pretty Boy, and that’s the one making millions–no, BILLIONS of dollars just by walking through these halls. You’re missing out on the opportunity of a lifetime, and I just wanted to let you know that. And maybe even open the door for you to enjoy some of these splendors for yourself.
(Mary continues to ignore Jonny, a frustrated look on her face while she turns to dig through her belongings. She obviously doesn’t want him to keep asking her out, especially when she has a match to prepare for, so she just goes to put tape on her wrists.)
Jonny Airhart: Come on, Mary. You’re missing out, and you know it. I know that I can come on a little strong sometimes, but I just know what I have to offer a woman. Look at me.
(Mary continues getting ready for her match, completely ignoring Jonny. Jonny can’t help but let out a sigh.)
Jonny Airhart: Look, I can soften my approach if you want. How about we go for coffee after the show or something?
Mary S. Atlas: *sigh*
(Mary finishes putting on her wrist tape. She takes a moment to collect her thoughts before turning around and looking Jonny in his eyes.)
Mary S. Atlas: You are really getting on my nerves.
Johnny Airhart: :skip: Because I think you’re attractive and want to take you out on a date?
Mary S. Atlas: Yes because I told you… I. AM. NOT. INTERESTED. IN. YOU. Leave me the fuck alone. Unlike SOME women who sign to EAW, I didn’t come here to get famous or find a boyfriend. I just want to wrestle and work my way up the ladder, and maybe even contend for a championship. Those are my priorities. Do you understand?
Jonny Airhart: Not really… I mean, I’m Jonny Airhart.
Mary S. Atlas: I’m JoNnY aIrHaRt.
Jonny Airhart: Well that was uncalled for.
(Mary rolls her eyes, shoves past Jonny and heads for the door.)
Jonny Airhart: WAIT!
(Against her better judgment, Mary stops and turns back around.)
Mary S. Atlas: What now?
Jonny Airhart: How about Valentine’s Day?
Mary S. Atlas: …
(Mary S. Atlas sighs as she leaves the locker room, as her match is up next, and she’s wasted more than enough time entertaining Jonny.)
Jonny Airhart: Women.
(Jonny shakes his head, clearly at a loss over the fact Mary just rejected him. Dynasty 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!
(“Where’s My Wonderland” by Blood on the Dance Floor blasts across the speakers as Mary S. Atlas makes her way to the ring and she walks all the way around the ring, exploring ringside as if she is using a literal atlas.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first from St. Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 125 pounds, she is “Most Wanted…” MARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRY S. ATLAS!!!!!!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: Mary Atlas is a bonafide badass! I adore this girl! From what I gather, this week, Mary believes that she has intimidated her opponent so badly that he will just be a pathetic little kid she needs to give a spanking to. :wow:
Jake Mercer: I wish she could give a spanking to me.
Stew-O: I might agree, Jake, but looking at how fit this woman is, I think that would actually be more painful than sexy.
Jake Mercer: The pain is the sexiest part! :noah:
Flannery McCoy: I see. I will have to remember that next time you need an asswhipping.
Jake Mercer: :whoa: !!!!!!!!!!!!!
(“The Lifestyles of the Rich & Hated” by G Eazy ft. Rick Ross blasts across the speakers before The Living Highlight comes to the ring with bright, blinding flashing lights all over the arena.)
Stephie Love: And her opponent…from Montreal, Quebec, Canada, weighing in at 245 pounds he is “Mr. 541…” THE LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVING HIIIIIIGHLLLLIIIIIGHT!!!
Jake Mercer: This is truly the highlight of my week!
Flannery McCoy: Really?
Jake Mercer: Wait, no, correction, Flan. This is the highlight of my life! :blessed: !!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: TLH is a badass prizefighter and despite what Mary believes, I doubt she has actually intimidated him that much this week. He has definitely stated that Mary is not even on his level–but we will find out for sure which one of the two is right, here tonight on Dynasty!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Flannery McCoy: We are underway as both competitors circle the ring preparing to lock up. The Living Highlight slides around trying to gain an advantage in positioning as he makes odd movements trying to throw Mary Atlas off her guard. But Mary keeps her eyes open and keeps it serious looking on and reaching in trying to lock up with the bigger man. TLH with a lumbering blow from his massive arm but Mary dodges out the way. She grabs his leg, dropping him face first onto the mat with quick agility. Mary tries to climb up behind TLH but he uses his power to throw her off of him and get back up to his feet himself. Mary stares the big guy down knowing defiantly she has much more work to be done. TLH paces around the ring angry that he allowed himself to be taken down so soon in this match.
Stew-O: The circling continues fighting for position until Mary Atlas dodges a Clothesline from the Living Highlight. Atlas grabs TLH from behind getting him into a tight headlock. She then twists and turns it into a Snapmare Takedown dropping him to the mat. She goes for a cover still with the headlock applied but also reaching across to hook the leg!
Referee: ONNNNNNNNN-
Jake Mercer: The Living Highlight kicks out with authority sending Mary S. Atlas high into the air! Both competitors back on their feet as TLH charges in with a Running Big Boot but Mary dodges beneath it. Mary with a Running Clothesline! But TLH ducks under that as well! TLH darts behind Mary grabbing her around the waist and tossing her back with a German Suplex! But Mary lands on her hands and knees! TLH charges in with a Running Knee to the head but Mary dodges that back up to her feet! Both competitors staring each other down as they have avoided just about everything the other has had to offer so far here tonight! Mary charges in at TLH who sidesteps her and kicks her hard in the leg. But Mary regains her footing and charges in at TLH. TLH again side steps Mary and goes around behind her to grab her waist! German Suplex yet again! No! Mary pushes with force to pull herself up to the ropes and grab them to prevent the German! But TLH keeps pulling on her waist! He pulls her off the ropes as they go rolling backwards! But TLH comes out on top in a rolling pinfall combination!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
THRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Flannery McCoy: Kick Out by Mary S. Atlas who was almost pinned there by The Living Highlight! That certainly would have been a highlight for this young man’s career! Both competitors now back up to their feet but Mary takes TLH down with a Snap Suplex. Mary makes her way up to the top rope before taking a daring leap! Missile Dropkick connects! TLH goes flying across the ring as Mary stalks him waiting for him to get up. Instead TLH rolls under the bottom rope and Mary reaches through the ropes to prevent his escape. But he kicks her in the head! TLH backs up on the apron as Mary grabs him… but TLH grabs her by the head and falls off the apron! Mary’s neck comes down over the top rope snapping back painfully as she falls back in the ring. TLH now up to the top rope… Diving Headbutt off the top! It connects! The cover!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Stew-O: Kick out by Mary S. Atlas! I thought that was it for sure! The Living Highlight looking angry now as he stomps away at Mary trying to punish her for the audacity of kicking out.
The Living Highlight: (off-mic) I will make your death the highlight of the night!
Jake Mercer: The Living Highlight getting real ruthless as he stomps down hard on Mary S. Atlas’ face. He then drops down and begins to choke the life out of her! The referee is appalled but you think he will stand in the way of witnessing a highlight such as this? Of course not! TLH now dragging the eyes of Mary across the bottom rope! He is going to give her eyes permanent damage with the scrape scraping he is doing against those ropes! Our ring boys keep it tight!
Flannery McCoy: Aye yo.
Jake Mercer: What no not like that! :whoa:
Stew-O: We are opening an investigation on that ASAP just like The Living Highlight is opening a can of whoop ass on Mary S. Atlas! TLH looking to end things here! The Wig Splitter! That is his favorite finishing move! If he hits this it is over!
Flannery McCoy: But I think we have some company!
(Jonny Airhart is seen as the crowd boos loudly and he jumps up onto the apron and begins to yell over at the two in the ring. The Living Highlight turns to him completely confused as he takes his eyes off of his opponent)
The Living Highlight: (off-mic) What the hell are you doing here?
Jonny Airhart: (off-mic) Focus on your match, dumbass, I’m only here to watch.
Jake Mercer: Mary from behind as it allowed her to grab The Living Highlight and lift her before dropping him down into a German Suplex! Allowing this match to go on just a little bit longer! But I don’t think she likes the person that has come to help at ringside!
Mary S. Atlas: (off-mic) What the hell are you doing here? Did you not hear a word that I said?! LEAVE!
Jonny Airhart: (off-mic) What’s wrong with coming out to support you??
Stew-O: I don’t think Jonny is really helping Mary’s case here! THE LIVING HIGHLIGHT ATTEMPTING TO ROLL MARY UP WITH A SCHOOL BOY FOR THE WIN!
Flannery McCoy: BUT MARY TURNING IT AROUND INTO A PIN OF HER OWN! SMALL PACKAGE!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
THRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner… MARRRRRRY S. AAAATLLLAAAAAASSSSS!!!!
(“Where’s My Wonderland” by Blood on the Dance Floor blasts across the speakers as Mary. S Atlas gets up to her knees and shakes her head while the referee helps her up to her feet and raises her hand in victory.)
Stew-O: She did it! Mary S. Atlas taking advantage of the white knight to score a victory! You go girl!
Jake Mercer! What?!?! This can’t be right! This isn’t a highlight! I need my Highlight of the night!
Flannery McCoy: The highlight here, Jake, is Mary S. Atlas getting the win with help from Jonny Airhart, who seems to be REALLY into her. But how does she feel?
(It isn’t long before Jonny Airhart once again jumps onto the apron and this time, enters the ring. He claps his hands together before offering to raise Mary’s hand in victory which is quickly rejected as Mary reaches out to the timekeeper’s area to take a mic. Not as frustrated as she was before, it appears that an idea has seemed to sprout in her head as Jonny looks onward in dedicated interest at Mary before she speaks.)
Mary S. Atlas: I’ve thought about it for a bit, and fuck it. You asked me if I’m free for Valentine’s Day, right? I presume you’re free that same evening, Jonny?
Jonny Airhart: (Off-Mic) Have you decided to change your mind?
Mary S. Atlas: You could say that. How about on Valentine’s Day…I kick your ass at King of Elite?
(The crowd cheers loudly for Mary’s challenge as Jonny is taken aback for a moment. He takes his own mic as he blinks a few times before responding)
Jonny Airhart: You know, that isn’t what I had in mind… Not even a little bit. But if you want a match, your wish is my command, Mary. You got it.
(For the first time in a bit, a smirk grows on Mary’s face as “Where’s My Wonderland” starts up and she rolls out of the ring. Jonny is still standing inside of the ring, nodding slowly before he, too, makes his exit before Dynasty fades out to commercial break)
(The camera cuts to a commercial featuring Impact performing a Springboard Moonsault to prove to his haters online he still can.)
(Dynasty comes back from commercial break as the camera transitions over to the co-Dynasty General Managers’ office. StarrStan is seen looking at the camera in front of him with a bright smile as he stands in front of his desk. He takes a long moment as the crowd begins to cheer and he begins to speak.)
StarrStan: Good evening, EAW Universe, I hope you’re enjoying the show! I’m here today to talk about the pending situation of the Unified Tag Team Championship match at King of Elite. In a match that should’ve been the Champions, The Realm, defending against the challengers, the winners of the Grand Prix, The Blicky Boyz, we find that the status of the scheduled title defense at King of Elite has now been put into question after the recent injury of Chris Elite. Now, we do not know the current situation of Mr. Elite just yet, but if there is one thing we do know, is that he will be unable to compete at the King of Elite event, but we here on Dynasty wish him a speedy recovery.
(StarrStan sighs for a long moment before he continues to speak. This is not the outcome he expected whatsoever: on such short notice, two weeks from the event, a match was put in Jeopardy, leaving everyone involved in a pickle. But it was clear that no matter what, Malcolm Jones was going to try his hardest to still attempt to capitalize on his shot at the Unified Tag Team Championships. He even went so far as to try and ensure that the match would be contended in a singles match at the event, but it is clear that with one member out of commission, the Blicky Boyz are unable to compete for the titles under any circumstances at the Free-Per-View.)
StarrStan: Now onto what you’ve been waiting for: the future of said match! Contrary to rumors, our plan is still in motion: the Unified Tag Team Championships will STILL be defended at the free-per-view, for the Board of Directors and I have managed to come up with a swift solution to the aforementioned problem with an agreement having been made between myself and Veena, Saturday Night Showdown’s General Manager, Ryan Wilson, and Sunday Night Voltage’s Commissioner Captain Charisma. Here is our decision:
At King of Elite, The Realm will be defending the Unified Tag Team Championships against Showdown’s Chained Fury, Showdown’s Maidens of Malpractice, and Voltage’s IDOL-GUN!
(The crowd cheers loudly for this announcement. If the stakes weren’t high for the Tag Champions before, they are now, with even more challengers stepping up. The reigning champions clearly have a lot more on their plate than they were initially anticipating. It was clearly the most viable option EAW was able to provide to give The Realm sufficient challengers for their belts at the free-per-view. By the looks of things, the decision has been met with an overwhelming positive reception in turn, which brings a smile to the face of the Dynasty co-General Manager as he pauses to let the crowd celebrate the announcement.)
StarrStan: An exciting announcement indeed, and on such short notice! I myself believe that it’ll be an amazing match to behold that you absolutely do not want to miss. If anything, this match only further hypes the event more than it already was! Thank you for your understanding, and continue to enjoy tonight’s show!
(StarrStan crosses his arms as the camera slowly zooms out, still focusing on his beaming smile as Dynasty transitions back to ringside, where Stephie Love stands at the center of the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! And it is a Triple Threat Match!
Crowd: THREE FALLS!
Stephie Love: No.
Crowd: My bad.
(“Slide” by Calvin Harris ft. Frank Ocean, Migos begins to play throughout the PA system of the World 1 Theatre.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 231 pounds, he is “The Top Dollar,” MAXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXWELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!
Jake Mercer: I feel bad for Maxwell. He came to Dynasty thinking it would be a fresh start for him, but it turns out that there are still as many idiots here as anywhere else.
Flannery McCoy: I am telling the GM you insulted his brand!
Jake Mercer: What? I said AS MANY not MORE idiots. It’s not an insult, just FACTS, Flan!
Stew-O: Dynasty Pride. Dygang. Dygang! *throws up gang signs*
(Just as Maxwell settles himself in the ring, “I Fought the Law” by The Clash starts to play, marking the arrival of Maxwell’s competitor for the evening.)
Stephie Love: And his opponent from Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 247 pounds, “You Don’t Fuck With” MIKE MURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPHYYYYYYYY!!!!!
Stew-O: Mike Murphy has arrived to kick the arrogant asses of each and every one of his opponents. I am sure he would love nothing more than to drop these two rich ass motherfuckers.
Jake Mercer: There is nothing wrong with being rich, Stew. The rich are the ones who hold up society and make it function. We should be grateful to them.
Flannery McCoy: Damn listen to this wage slave over here. Maybe Mike Murphy will come after you next.
Jake Mercer: He wouldn’t. He couldn’t. He shouldn’t.
(Mike Murphy positions himself a safe distance from Maxwell in another turnbuckle corner just as his music dies down. A moment passes before “Pretty Boy Swag” by Souja Boy hits, and Jonny Airhart confidently struts out onto the stage.)
Stephie Love: Introducing finally from Atherton, California, weighing in at 205 pounds, he is Dynasty’s “Rich Pretty Boy…” JONNNNNNNNNNNNNYYYYYYYYYY AIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRHART!!!!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: Swag swag swag.
Stew-O: Jonny Airhart is happy because he made his opponents hate him this week. I guess that is an accomplishment?
Flannery McCoy: This guy is basically a troll and the worst part is we can’t even block him like I would if this was social media. Real life sucks. I want out.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: The bell rings and immediately Jonny Airhart charges in with a Running Uppercut right into the gut of Mike Murphy! Murphy keels over in pain as Airhart hooks his arms looking for a Dragon Suplex! Or some sort of similar maneuver. But Murphy powers out and delivers a hard haymaker right to the jaw of Airhart! Airhart drops down to the ground in a thud but pushes himself up on hands and knees clearly not going to take a one hit knockout here tonight! Murphy with a hard kick to the side of Airhart as he forces himself down into a cover! But Maxwell immediately breaks it up stomping down hard on the pinfall before the referee can even begin to count. Maxwell with a Curb Stomp to the back of Mike Murphy’s head and a Running Knee Strike to the side of Airhart’s skull as he goes for the cover on Murphy!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: Kick Out by Mike Murphy! I thought Maxwell just might steal one that quickly in this match! This man never would have shut up about it if he had pulled that off! Wait Jonny Airhart off the ropes with a Running Dropkick into the side of Maxwell!! Airhart scoring a big opportunity there to take advantage of the match! But Murphy pulls himself back up using the ropes. Maxwell up as well behind him and charges in grabbing him from behind… Codebreaker connects! Such force nearly shattering the back of Murphy with that maneuver! Murphy rolls out of the ring in pain from that maneuver as Maxwell mockingly kicks him as he rolls away. Murphy falls to the outside with a thud holding his back and moaning in pain. Meanwhile back in the ring Airhart is squaring up against Maxwell. Airhart pulls himself up in the corner but Maxwell charges in with a Clothesline into the corner! But Airhart ducks and propels Maxwell upwards onto the top turnbuckle but Maxwell lands on the top on his feet! He is like a cat!
Jake Mercer: Maxwell comes off the top rope with a Double Axe Handle!!! But Jonny Airhart with a Spear out of nowhere! SPEAR! SPEAR! SPEAR!
Stew-O: Jonny Airhart taking down Maxwell with an absolutely crushing Spear and bah gawd that man is broken in half! But Jonny ain’t done yet! He finna bust a cap in this foo he step in the hood again! Airhart runs and jumps up properly atop the turnbuckle measuring his opponent with a calculated focus before preparing to take to a higher altitude and deal some severe damage upon the enemy combatant. He leaps off the top… FLYING FOREARM!!! BUT HE WENT AFTER MIKE MURPHY ON THE OUTSIDE INSTEAD! Murphy taken down on the outside as that forearm drove his head right on into the barricade at ringside! Airhart is rolling! Airhart returns to the ring noticing that Maxwell is slowly recovering. The Rich Pretty Boy making his way to the top rope…
Jake Mercer: NO! Maxwell counters the Spear off the top rope with a DDT in midair! Maxwell shutting down Jonny Airhart as he goes in for the cover!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: The kickout before three by Jonny Airhart! Maxwell angrily jerks his opponent up to his feet and then drops him with a Cutter immediately. Maxwell grabs Airhart, bending him with all his strength and then drops him across his knee with a sudden Backbreaker that makes a disgusting cracking noise as he does it. Another cover by Maxwell. Maybe he has it this time!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-
Jake Mercer: Another kickout by Jonny Airhart! He will not die! Wait, hold up! Mike Murphy is in the ring and he looks mad! Murphy with a Running Hip Attack to Maxwell! Murphy picks Maxwell back up and cradles him in his arms before dropping him with a Spinning Reverse DDT! Airhart up now but not for long as Murphy immediately takes out the Rich Pretty Boy with a Roundhouse Kick catching him on the back of the head! Murphy picks up Airhart and drops him again on the back of the head with a Sit Down Powerbomb! Mike Murphy making a comeback now after seemingly being taken out earlier in this match! Never count Murphy out! Bars.
Stew-O: But that’s stopped quickly as Maxwell is back up to his feet and grabs Murphy by the legs as he takes him down to the ground! A last ditch effort by Maxwell to keep his chances alive in this matchup as both him and Murphy are slowly getting back up, Maxwell pulling Murphy in as he takes him down with a Snap DDT! Murphy retreating out of the ring as he rolls out to safety and Maxwell looking to catch up to him, but Jonny from behind with a big Superkick to the back of Maxwell’s head which forces him down to a knee! Jonny grabbing him as he throws him out of the ring sending Maxwell tumbling down to the outside next to Murphy! Both of them are grabbing onto one another for stability as both of them are trading punches back and forth as they lock eyes on one another! But wait! Jonny to the ropes and back as he’s looking to live up to his last name! JONNY WITH A MASSIVE TOPE CON HILO WHICH TAKES MAXWELL AND MIKE MURPHY DOWN!
Flannery McCoy: Jonny now rolling both Maxwell and Murphy back into the ring as he sees an opportunity to go for the pin as he hooks the legs on Murphy first in an attempt! For the win!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEE-
Jake Mercer: But it’s Murphy who gets the shoulders up! Jonny is not happy as he turns around and goes for Maxwell but Maxwell is already rolling to the ropes and looking to get back up to his feet as Jonny is already chasing after him as he grabs him by the head and locks in a Chin Lock! Jonny slowly trying to take him back down to the ground, but Maxwell is fighting back with elbow strikes to his gut as he’s trying to send him back as much as he can! Which allows him to grab Jonny by the head and take him down with a Snapmare! Jonny gets back up as he turns around, but Maxwell with a swift Right Hook which sends Jonny collapsing down to the ground in response!
Stew-O: Mike Murphy now plotting his next attack strategy as Jonny Airhart pulls himself up in the corner. Maxwell pulling himself up using the ropes as he lunges towards Airhart in the corner! The two begin trading strikes back and forth as Murphy looks on in boredom. He suddenly charges both of them and hits a Stinger Splash on both men in the corner to take them down in a combo! Murphy grabs Airhart by the hair and tosses him over the top rope! But he lands on the apron! Airhart with an Enzuigiri over the top rope which hits Murphy across the head and sends him stumbling back! Murphy at the center of the ring as Airhart is looking to fly, Springboard! But Murphy shoves Airhart backwards as he falls out of the ring hitting his head on the barricade at ringside! Wait Maxwell from behind with a School Boy rollup! And he has the tights!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: NO! The referee noticed that Maxwell had the tights and refuses to complete the count! Maxwell is enraged as he confronts the referee.
Maxwell: (off-mic) Do you know who the hell I am?
Flannery McCoy: Maxwell turns around but Mike Murphy is already up!!! PEACE AND QUIET! But Maxwell manages to duck under! Maxwell grabbing Murphy as he sends him towards the ropes and back, with a big Bicycle Knee to the face of Murphy sending him down to a seated position! Maxwell sliding down to the ground in exhaustion but he’s back up to his feet as he’s spreading his arms out ready to take Murphy down for good! This is the chance he needs to capitalize on the victory!
Jake Mercer: But it’s Jonny from ringside who grabs Maxwell by the legs and pulls him out of the ring before he can go for anything else! Jonny saving this match for himself just a few moments as he falls back against the barricade in exhaustion. Maxwell is using the apron to pull himself up to his feet as he turns over to Jonny, but Jonny catches him with a Jawbreaker to send him backward! Maxwell stumbling back as he leans against the apron, but it’s Jonny that runs forward and rams him into the edge of the apron! That had to hurt!
Stew-O: Maxwell grabbing his back in pain as Jonny begins to strike him with rapid fire punches, but Maxwell with an Axe Handle just out of desperation for him to create distance! Jonny shoves away from him but is running towards him, Jonny going for a lariat! But Maxwell ducks under and grabs Jonny’s arms! MONEY-MAKER! RIPCORD ELBOW SMASH! But it’s Jonny that ducks under as he grabs Maxwell and turns him around! RIPCORD LARIAT! JONNY TURNS THE TABLES!
Flannery McCoy: Jonny grabbing Maxwell and rolling him into the ring as he rolls in following him as he’s going for the win! But i think they forgot someone! PEACE AND QUIET CONNECTS! TORNADO KICK ACROSS THE SIDE OF JONNY’S FACE TAKES HIM DOWN AS MURPHY GOES FOR THE PIN!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner… MIIIIIKKKKKEEE MURRRRRRPHYYYYYYYY!!!
(“I Fought the Law” by The Clash hits as Mike Murphy has his arm raised by the referee in victory.)
Flannery McCoy: Mike Murphy proving tonight why you don’t fuck with him!
Jake Mercer: No! Jonny! You can’t be beaten! Not like this! This isn’t right! How else will I learn how to woo a woman?! :noah:
Stew-O: And through hell and back, Maxwell survived this match avoiding defeat directly, but still takes a loss because in EAW and on Dynasty, you either win or you get nada!!!
Flannery McCoy: Stay tuned, well be back with more Friday Night Dynasty after this commercial break!
(The camera cuts to a commercial for Power Book XXX featuring Tariq’s great grandson as he embarks on a life of crime in a futuristic dystopia where androids have taken over the drug trade and human dealers cannot hope to compete with the efficiency in which they move product on these streets.)
(Dynasty fades back in from break and cuts down to the ring. “Bad Guy” by Morrison is pumping through the speakers, and during the break, the beautiful blue-eyed beauty that is Charlie Marr had come to the ring. Instead of making a grand entrance once Dynasty had returned, he had opted to take a more humble route. After all, what he was planning tonight wasn’t about him. He wanted to set the mood, get things ready, and have everything perfect before calling out his King of Elite opponent.)
(Charlie pauses for a moment, and then steps away from his set-up. A table is in the ring, covered with a fancy table cloth, and sitting on the table is a handful of beautifully decorated gifts. At the best of times, Charlie Marr’s generous heart goes undetected, but another layer of this incredible man is the fact that he is the most generous Elitist on the roster. Tonight he has decided to give The Fallen Angel a chance to change his mind. The fans don’t trust this whole set up and as Charlie retrieves a microphone from Stephie Love, who is on the outside of the ring, the fans let him know how they feel about him.)
Charlie Marr: I’ve only been back for a few weeks and already you people are already starting your shit again. You know that this show was missing a vital piece of it while I was gone, and since I’ve been back, the ratings have once again shot up. I know a lot of people take credit for the success of Dynasty, but I became the heart and soul of the brand the second I was drafted last summer. Later on tonight, you will all get a chance to witness why I’m a former EAW World Champion when I expose Xander Payne as an unworthy King of Elite finalist. I hope that after I defeat him tonight, he takes the words I spoke to him earlier this week to heart and checks himself into a weight loss center. Obesity is the leading cause of death here in the United States of America and I would hate to see Xander Payne become yet another statistic.
(Charlie’s voice is full of sincerity and those piercing eyes of his are full of genuine concern for Xander Payne’s health. It’s truly remarkable at how considerate Charlie has become as his career has progressed :wow:)
Charlie Marr: That being said, I want to turn my attention to The Fallen Angel, better known as Mark Edward. Mark, a few weeks ago I offered to help you, which isn’t something that I would do for just anyone. My time is precious and I’m very selective with who I allow into my inner circle. Your story is absolutely tragic and if you fail here in EAW, then there is no third, fourth, or fifth chance for you. This is it for you, and trying to make it here in EAW isn’t easy. Take it from me. I’m a humble man, with pure intentions, and for the longest time I was jerked around and forced to carry the weight of the world on my back. Despite carrying a man who’s not worth naming, and being kind enough to allow someone like Rex McAllister to feel important for a bit, I still found myself getting the short end of the stick. My opponents verbally abused me and tried to break me down. Thankfully, I was mentally strong enough to overcome all of this and find success all by myself. I won the EAW World Championship and have already cemented myself as a future first ballot Hall of Famer. I never had to turn to nefarious vices like you have in the past, and my concern for you is that you will end up falling off the wagon once again if you don’t advance up the ranks here in EAW. I know I accepted your challenge for King of Elite, but I’m out here to gift you a few peace offerings because we all know that if you truly get into the ring with me come King of Elite, things are not going to go well for you. I will beat you bloody and leave you for dead, and that’s not going to help you. I’m afraid that once that happens you’ll go back to your old ways. Please reconsider facing me at the same event I headlined last year, and come out here so we can talk about it.
(“Demi Gods” by Lab Rats & Slim Jim begins to play and the crowd reacts positively as The Fallen Angel walks out onto the stage. He pauses for a moment, brushing his wild hair back off his face, and everyone can tell that he’s not at all impressed by Charlie Marr. The Fallen Angel made his thoughts on Charlie perfectly clear when he stepped up and challenged him to a match last week, and even though it didn’t go over well, he still got what he wanted which was a huge match and opportunity to prove himself. The Fallen Angel makes his way to the ring and takes a microphone before getting inside and coming face to face with Charlie.)
The Fallen Angel: This is a waste of my time and everyone else’s because I’m not going to reconsider. You may have gotten the better of me last week when you attacked me, but ultimately I got what I wanted which was a match against you at King of Elite. I realize that you are a decorated competitor but you have a rather sketchy past, and you aren’t the kind-hearted, pure man that you are making yourself out to be. You can’t erase the awful things you’ve done in your past, and when things start to go south for you on this run, you will once again revert back to the Charlie Marr we’ve all seen in the past and that is nothing more than a greedy, bitter man who has to rely on others to get the job done. It’s only a matter of time before you go crawling back to Veena, or find someone else to attach yourself too, hence the reason you tried to take me under your wing :mjlol:. I’m not the person you should be worried about, Charlie. You need to worry about yourself because old habits sure do die hard, don’t they?
(Charlie narrows his eyes. He doesn’t really appreciate how The Fallen Angel is speaking to him right now. The Fallen Angel gestures at the table.)
The Fallen Angel: Whatever’s in those gift bags isn’t anything that I want. Nothing is going to change my mind. EAW is my second chance at having the career I deserve to have, and I’m not going to squander it. I’ve been training harder than I ever have before because I don’t want to continuously experience the feeling of loss. Losing sucks, and I hate it, but I will NEVER allow myself to fall by the wayside again. I’ve fought the biggest battle of my life and won it, beating addiction and coming to grips with where everything went wrong for me. I’m better for it, and at King of Elite, everyone will see that I’m better than you.
Charlie Marr: Are you sure that you’ve overcome your battle with addiction?
The Fallen Angel: Positive.
(Charlie shrugs and pulls a beautifully wrapped silver and blue package from the table. He extends it to The Fallen Angel, who eyes it suspiciously.)
Charlie Marr: I had a feeling you might take this route, so I’ll be keeping the nice Apple Watch Series 6 I got for you that would help you up your fitness game, which is something you clearly need and that I wanted to help you with, and instead I’ll give you this.
The Fallen Angel: I’m good.
(He refuses to take it, which also doesn’t surprise Charlie, so the bearded beauty goes ahead and unwraps the gift himself. He withdraws a beautifully packaged treasure chest covered in expensive pinstripe fabric. He sits the chest on the table and gives The Fallen Angel one more chance to have the gift.)
Charlie Marr: Go ahead, Mark. It’s yours even if you want to proverbially spit in my face and reject my kindness.
(The Fallen Angel stares at the treasure chest, and of course, curiosity finally gets the better of him. He opens it up and is shocked to find a limited edition of vodka. The Absolut Crystal Pinstripe Black Bottle is pulled out, along with two tumblers made out of crystal.)
The Fallen Angel: You sonofabitch.
Charlie Marr: Really? That’s the thanks I get for gifting you with something that is going to help you numb your pain? Only ten bottles of these particular vodka was ever made, and that cost me a nice little chunk of change to get for you. I figured that if you are going to look a gift horse in the mouth and reject my offer, I may as well go ahead and give you a harsh reminder of what’s waiting for you as you fall down the ladder here in EAW. This business fucking sucks, Mark, and someone like you isn’t cut out for it. You will never amount to anything here in EAW because you don’t have what it fucking takes. Who knows why you were signed to this company. They probably saw a story there to exploit; EAW’s own version of ‘The Wrestler’ if you will. You’re heading right back to the gutter you were taken from when you were signed, so you may as well go ahead and start numbing your pain. Someone like you never really changes, do they Mark? They continue to fail time and time again, and never truly overcome what really got them in this position in the first place. I did really believe I could help you and keep you from going back down that road, but even after I gave you a second chance to reconsider, you still said no. You’re not getting a third, so go ahead and drink up. You know you want to, so go ahead and do it, you big fucking pussy.
(The Fallen Angel is visibly shaking right now, clearly unnerved at having alcohol in his hands once again. He drops the bottle down on the table and takes a step back, desperately wanting to put some distance between himself and something he clearly wants nothing to do with. Like a shark, Charlie seizes the bottle and pops it open, pouring two glasses. He takes one for himself and offers the other The Fallen Angel, who shakes his head.)
Charlie Marr: Bottoms up!
(Charlie goes to take a drink of the vodka but instead he flings it into the face of The Fallen Angel.)
Crowd: :lupe:
(The voices of the Dynasty commentary team cut in as The Fallen Angel tackles Charlie to the mat.)
Flannery McCoy: WHAT A DISGUSTING DISPLAY OF DISRESPECT FROM CHARLIE MARR! THE FALLEN ANGEL HAS TAKEN HIM TO THE MAT AND IS UNLOADING ON HIM RIGHT NOW!
Stew-O: CHARLIE FLINGS THE ROOKIE OFF OF HIM AND SCRAMBLES TO HIS FEET BUT THE FALLEN ANGEL IS UP AS WELL! HE DRIVES CHARLIE INTO THE CORNER AND IS HITTING HIM OVER AND OVER AGAIN WITH RIGHTS AND LEFTS! HE SWITCHES TO STOMPS AND STOMPS CHARLIE DOWN INTO A SITTING POSITION! CHARLIE IS DEFENSELESS AS THE FALLEN ANGEL SLAMS HIS KNEE INTO CHARLIE’S NOSE!
Jake Mercer: HE DRAGS CHARLIE OUT OF THE CORNER AND BRINGS HIM BACK OVER TO THE TABLE! HE SLAMS CHARLIE’S FACE OFF THE TABLE, CLEARS IT OFF, AND THROWS CHARLIE ONTO THE TABLE! THE FALLEN ANGEL IS UP ON THE TABLE AS WELL AND HE HOISTS CHARLIE UP! HE THROWS HIM IN THE AIR AND LEAPS OFF THE TABLE, AND THERE’S THE ‘COLLAPSING STAR’!!! THAT MODIFIED VERSION OF THE RKO JUST PUT CHARLIE MARR THROUGH THE TABLE!
Flannery McCoy: Charlie has a match later on tonight!
Stew-O: I really don’t think The Fallen Angel cares! He grabs the bottle of vodka and he pours the contents out all over Charlie!
(The crowd is beside themselves, cheering on The Fallen Angel. The Fallen Angel lets the bottle drop and “Demi Gods” begins to play once again. The Fallen Angel rolls out of the ring, a blank look on his face, with his hair dripping wet thanks to the vodka that had been thrown on him.)
(Dynasty fades to commercial break.)
(A commercial for deep fakes starring Mr. DEDEDE as we use them to deage him to make him look like he’s back in his 20s, which was around the 1950s for him)
(“Gimme More” by Britney Spears blares through the speakers throughout the arena, as Riley McCray skips out onto the stage as the virtual fans go crazy. She stands at the top of the ramp beaming with delight, before heading down to the ring.)
Stephie Love: Please welcome to the ring “Rad” Riley McCray!
Jake Mercer: Who’s this bitch again?
Flannery McCoy: STOP IT! You know damn well that’s Riley McCoy. She’s been making waves over here on Dynasty, and is looking to be on the rise.
Jake Mercer: Oooh, so she’s the dumb one that got tricked by our Queen Veena Adams last week, got cha.
Flannery McCoy: Shut up, you prick.
Stew-O: It was a very good effort against the New Breed Champion, but she did lose track of her opponent. Let’s see what she has to say about it, while you two stop your bickering. Please and thank you.
(Riley walks up the steps and hops into the ring before making her way over to the time keeper who gives her a microphone.)
Riley McCray: Alright y’all, I’ll be honest, I didn’t expect my time in EAW to be absorbed by one of my own bosses but here we are. Like literally what the fuck did I do to get the watchful eye, and fiery vengeance from Veena Adams? Is she really that jealous of every woman that steps foot in EAW? It’s pathetic. You know, two weeks ago I thought we made a pretty good tag team. We beat the Universal Women’s Champion, and one half of the number 1 contenders to the Tag Team Championship–or, that’s what he used to be, whatever. Was that victory NOT enough to have her put her faith into me? To stop being such a bitch to me? Clearly not, because for some reason, she has to come out and ruin my match against the New Breed Champion Andre Walker. She sure knows how to kill a buzz, doesn’t she? As a matter of fact, a lot of folks here have that in common. Can anyone tell me what the fuck is going on around here? I came to EAW because I love wrestling. I came to EAW because REVOLT! meant so much to me, and this is now the place to prove my worth. I see Kassidy Heart doing big things, I know Sienna Jade, and Raven Roberts have done great things, and I want to carry on that REVOLT! legacy that everyone seems to be forgetting about. Maybe that has something to do with it. I don’t know honestly, because she really has to have one giant broom sized stick up her ass to be so obsessed with me. Clearly I was in the wrong. Clearly I’m the one that has to be the adult, and realize that I need to change something. Right?
Crowd: No! No! No!
Riley McCray: No come on guys! I must have done something to make her so upset to the point of costing me a match against the New Breed Champion. We got off on the wrong foot clearly; and I have to atone for my sins. Veena is the epitome of what Women’s wrestling is about, tearing the same sex down, and making sure they don’t progress past a specific point in their career. While harping on how none of us are any good. While she’s supposed to be just a GM or some shit, she consistently finds her way into matches that shouldn’t even include her. Does she have any business in the ring? But this visionary doesn’t let the fact that she’s completely wrestling inept stop her from getting in the ring and ruining actual active wrestlers’ time in the ring. I wish one day I can be as egotistical, pigheaded, and incredibly moronic as Veena so I, too, can ruin everyone else’s career, and make myself look just as a fool as she does. It’s inspirational really. So as a peace offering Veena, I would like to apologize. I apologize for not understanding why you’re such a useless part of the Dynasty team, as you abuse your power.
(As Riley raises the mic to her mouth to keep talking, “ME” by Taylor Swift plays to a chorus of boos coming from the virtual crowd. She stands at the top of the ramp with an unamused look on her face, microphone held in her hand.)
Veena Adams: Stupid bitch, I have half a mind to fucking fire you right now for speaking out of turn.
Riley McCray: Well, we finally agree on something, Veena: you only have half a mind to work with.
Veena Adams: Ruby, I’ll be honest. You’re just not up to the standards that we put forth for our Dynasty competitors. Perhaps these trash performances were good enough for REVOLT!, but let’s be honest, those were the minor leagues compared to here. There’s a reason everyone from REVOLT! except for, like, 3 died off. And you will be no exception. I am doing EAW and, more specifically, Dynasty a favor by putting a stop to you having any hope for success whatsoever. The only reason you were able to beat Serena Bennett and Chris Elite was because of ME. You had no business even being in that match. I got the pin, I got the win, and you were only a fucking mascot on the apron. And that point was proven last week when you weren’t even able to beat Andre Walker, a match you really didn’t even deserve in the first place. You’re all talk, marginal sizzle, absolutely no steak. You don’t stack up to anyone around here, and the more you try to make you and I a thing, the more pathetic it gets.
Riley McCray: The more I make us a thing? You keep intruding on my career…
Veena Adams: Ripley, shut the fuck up, the grown up is talking. I only get involved because I can’t allow you to embarrass my show. I’m doing what must be done, I can’t stress that enough. I am doing what is necessary so that someone like you doesn’t get this strange idea that you actually belong here, because you don’t. You came out here a few weeks ago complaining that I don’t pay attention to you, and now that I am, you’re still complaining. So what do you want from me, Ripley? What is it that will finally make you happy? Because I know what will make me happy: you being dead. You being far away in a casket being eaten by fucking maggots and not ruining my show. You overvalue yourself to embarrass proportions and it only makes yourself look bad. The fact you think you were revolutionary in REVOLT! is one of the biggest jokes I’ve ever heard. No one even knows who you are. You show up to crickets on Dynasty, and you still think you matter? No one even remembers that REVOLT! was a thing, and even with the ones that were somewhat worth a shit to wrestling, were barely worth anything. And you aren’t even in the category of barely mattering. It baffles my mind how you confused yourself so much. I don’t understand why you’re so confused by my presence when I’m just trying to defend what is mine. Dynasty is MY show, not yours. And if I see something that isn’t up to par with how I envision MY show then, I am going to protect it. If cunts like you didn’t keep showing up and making my show look bad I wouldn’t have to get involved week after week. I’m just defending MY show’s honor, and making sure it’s head and shoulders better than any other show under the EAW umbrella.
Riley McCray: Like I said a few weeks ago, I don’t need to validate myself to you–
Veena Adams: NEWSFLASH, CUNT, YES, YOU ACTUALLY DO. I run this show, I should be the ONLY person that you want to validate yourself to. Are you that fucking retarded you can’t get that through your head? How many times do I have to tell you that this is MY show that you understand that I am the puppet master. I decide who is successful and who is not; and I’m telling you right now you won’t be successful. This isn’t the make believe play time that you’re so used to living in; this is real fucking life, and you aren’t built for it. I did what I had to, and you know what I’ll do it again, and again, and again until you’re off my brand with your entitled cunt ass. You are a nobody, and you always will be. I just love watching you lose, getting what you deserve, and seeing you get knocked down a peg. It’s fucking delicious.
(Riley pauses for a second before responding.)
Riley McCray: Well… If you love watching me lose so badly, why don’t you take your chances and try to defeat me yourself, King of Elite is the perfect stage, wouldn’t you agree?
(The virtual audience cheers in response while Veena scrunches her face in disgust)
Veena Adams: As if I would lower myself to a gutter match with the likes of you. You disrespectful piece of shit. I have no problem with continuing to embarrass YOU week after week, but I refuse to embarrass myself by putting my own reputation on the line by actually being in the ring with you. Real clever, Raxby. You really thought you could make your name off of me huh? Well I’m not one of the horny little boys you take back to the hotel after the show; I don’t need to give you what you want. No, we both know who you are, Rupert, and that is just a waste of roster space. I won’t give you any amount of light to shine over you, because you simply just don’t deserve it. Good try though.
Riley McCray: See, what you say doesn’t add up. You want me to fail, and you think I’m terrible, yet you don’t want to fight me, and you don’t just leave me alone. If I was so bad, and so forgettable why are you so incapable of forgetting me? Seems to me that I live in your head rent free, and you just can’t shake me. See if I was so bad, I wouldn’t even be a thought in your head. I would go out and lose, and you wouldn’t give it any thought. You would let whatever happens happen naturally because it is just a result that’s inevitable, right? But again and again you have to make it a point to try and make me look like a fool. Wouldn’t there be no reason to do that if I was so bad? Couldn’t I do that by myself? You call it protecting your brand, but I think it’s just you protecting yourself. You find yourself to be the center of attention as far as women are concerned, and you hate the fact that someone with actual talent has just strolled on in. You’re terrified that I’m stealing that spotlight, and you want so bad for me to just go away so you can have your spot. I could’ve done the same thing as you when we faced Chris and Serena: just taking advantage of outside interference, but I wasn’t able to because I wasn’t legal in the ring. You were the one that got to take advantage, and you use that against me. So if everything you say is true, and I’m so irrelevant, why not back up what you say? Why not face me and shut me up for good?
Veena Adams: Because it’s a waste of time; no one actually thinks you can win. No one would even watch the match, you’re a ratings blackhole!
Riley McCray: Prove it
(Veena gives Riley a heavy eye roll.)
Veena Adams: You know what, Rapebait? Fine. You have your head shoved up your ass way too far, and this needs to end. I hate that you’re here, I hate that you think you matter; and I know that I can destroy you. You don’t deserve this match, but I really need you to shut the fuck up, and need your confidence to be massacred in front of everyone you love.
(Riley grins)
Riley McCray: So it’s official then?
(Veena makes a face at Riley showing that she thinks Riley is stupid as shit)
Veena Adams: Yes, you dumb cunt, I’m going to kick your irrelevant ass at King of Elite. Congrats on doing something someone will actually watch for a change–but you’ll have me to thank for that, though.
(“ME” by Taylor Swift plays again as Veena yells inaudible words at Riley before walking back off stage. Riley looks around the virtual crowd, and starts celebrating with the audience.)
Stew-O: Well you heard it here folks! Veena Adams vs. Riley McCray was just scheduled to take place at King of Elite!This is destined to be a hard hitting match.
Jake Mercer: This is going to be a bloodbath in more ways than one…
Flannery McCoy: Is that a period joke?
Jake Mercer: No… Maybe…. Yes…
Flannery McCoy: *sigh*
Jake Mercer: Either way, Riley should be careful what she asks for, because she’s probably going to die sharing the ring with a woman like Veena Adams. I guess we will find out come King of Elite.
(A commercial for One Piece is shown where Myles is seen talking to one of the characters, Sanji. Yes, he’s a weeb. Yes, his favorite character is Sanji)
(Dynasty opens up to the arena where we see Limmy Monaghan wearing an Insurgency T-Shirt at commentary. After a moment, “La Guayaba” by Riccie Oriach hits, as the crowd cheers loudly. SEBAS hops out onto the stage and begins to make his way down to the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is set for.. ONE FALL!! Making his way to the ring.. From Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic.. Weighing in at 205lbs.. SEBAS!!!
Stew-O: Here is the number one contender for the EAW PURE Championship, SEBAS!! There weren’t many words said by him regarding this match or you being on commentary, Limmy, but I’m sure he’ll bring us a fight.
Limmy Monaghan: What is there to say when the end result at King of Elite will be him as an example for all of my other future contenders. He failed to win the EAW New Breed Championship twice, and after King of Elite, we can add this PURE title as another one of his failed attempts at championship gold.
(“Demi Gods” by Lab Rats & Slim Jim hits, as The Fallen Angel steps out onto the stage. The crowd continues to cheer heavily as he makes his way down to the ring.)
Stephie Love: And his opponent.. From Detroit, Michigan.. Weighing in at 240lbs.. The Fallen One!! THE FALLEN ANGEL!!!
Stew-O: And here comes The Fallen Angel! One of the top rising stars in EAW today.
Jake Mercer: It might be that Detroit blood, Stew. Think of all of the great talent from Detroit. The Visual Prophet, Terry and Alexis Chambers, Justin Windgate, and now we can add The Fallen Angel to the mix because he’s looking promising as well!
Limmy Monaghan: Those Detroiters don’t have anything on Insurgency, I’ll tell you that..
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: There’s the bell and this one is underway! It seems like SEBAS has most of his attention on you right now Limmy.
Limmy Monaghan: I don’t know why he’s staring at me when he’s got a match to fight. He’s just going to-
Stew-O: AND THE FALLEN ANGEL CONNECTS WITH A REALIGNER TO THE JAW OUT OF NOWHERE THAT STUNS SEBAS!!! THAT SUPERKICK WAS BRUTAL!!
Limmy Monaghan: Exactly what I was about to say.
Flannery McCoy: The Fallen Angel has SEBAS stunned as the number one contender for the PURE Championship leans back against the side ropes. TFA grabs SEBAS by the wrists, and irish whips him over to the other side of the ring!! SEBAS hits the ropes, bounces back.. And TFA with a clothesline!! NO!! SEBAS ducks underneath the arm and continues running to the ropes at the other end! He hits those ropes and rebounds back.. BUT HE RUNS RIGHT INTO A RUNNING CROSSBODY BY TFA!!! Both of these bodies might be broken in half right now!!
Limmy Monaghan: If he’s not broken tonight, he’ll most certainly break at King of Elite.
Jake Mercer: Evan Draco fought my buddy Ricky Balbona back in the Moscow vs USA Wrestling Championships and said the exact same thing.
Flannery McCoy: Evan Draco? Ricky Balbona? Isn’t that just Ivan Drago and Rocky Balboa from Rocky 4?
Jake Mercer: No. That’s a movie. I’m talking about the real thing.
Stew-O: The Fallen Angel has gotten up to his hands and knees. He works up to his feet, as SEBAS is slowly getting up as well. SEBAS now stands, but it’s Fallen Angel that goes for a roundhouse kick!! NO!! SEBAS ducks underneath the leg and manages to connect with a forearm shot to the back of The Fallen Angels head! TFA is still turned around, and that gives SEBAS the opening to connect with a kick right to The Fallen Angels side!! Another one by SEBAS!!! The Fallen Angel turns around.. AND SEBAS GOES FOR ANOTHER SIDE KICK TO THE RIBCAGE!! NO!! The Fallen Angel catches the leg!! And what’s this!?! TFA with an elbow strike down onto the quadricep of SEBAS! SEBAS yelps out in pain, but is then shoved down to the mat by The Fallen Angel! TFA keeps the leg and locks it in with his!! It’s the.. IT’S THE SHARPSHOOTER!!! SHARPSHOOTER LOCKED IN!!!
Limmy Monaghan: There we go.. Make him tap! Make him tap like the bitch that he is..
Flannery McCoy: I don’t think that’s going to be the case Limmy! SEBAS is showing tremendous fight right now!! He’s inching and crawling his way over to the side ropes with The Fallen Angel on his back!! Meanwhile TFA is leaning back so far that he’s nearly going to snap SEBAS in half!!
Stew-O: From the looks of it, SEBAS has stopped his progression to the ropes, as he’s in a whole lot of pain. The Fallen Angel can taste the victory now, as SEBAS is just about to tap! We can see his hand hovering over the mat!! This could be it!!
Limmy Monaghan: I’ll be right back.
Jake Mercer: They never come back after saying that…
(Limmy Monaghan is seen taking his headset off as he steps away from the commentary table and walks over to ringside as he gets a closer look at SEBAS. The EAW PURE Championship rests on his shoulder as he smiles at his future King of Elite Opponent being put through excruciating pain.)
Stew-O: It looks like Limmy is just taunting SEBAS right now! And rubbing it in his face that he’s about to lose in front of the PURE Champion!!
Flannery McCoy: I don’t know about that!! SEBAS is clenching his fists tight!! I think he’s gotten his second wind and he’s ready to break out of this sharpshooter!! SEBAS begins crawling his way!! Inch by inch over to the side ropes!! He’s almost there!! I’m in shock, Limmy Monaghan is in shock, everyones in shock!! SEBAS reaches out.. AND HE GRABS THE ROPES!!
(The camera shows Limmy Monaghan with his hands in his hair, wide eyed, and amazed that SEBAS actually got the rope break.)
Stew-O: The Fallen Angel releases the hold immediately and backs away. Meanwhile, it’s Limmy and SEBAS who stare at one another as they are only a few feet away from each other. SEBAS slowly climbs his way up to his feet using the ropes. SEBAS looks down at the PURE Champion and raises his fists signaling that he’s ready to fight no matter how much pain he goes through.. SEBAS turns around..
Flannery McCoy: COLLAPSING STAR!! DIAMOND CUTTER BY THE FALLEN ANGEL ON THE DISTRACTED SEBAS!!! The Fallen Angel hooks the legs!!
Referee: ONE!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!
THREE!!!!!!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Demi Gods” by Lab Rats & Slim Jim hits as the crowd cheers heavily. The Fallen Angel rises to his feet, gets his hand raised by the referee, then exits out of the ring as he makes his way back up the ramp and towards the back of the stage.)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner.. THE FALLEN ANGEL!!!
Stew-O: Statement victory for The Fallen Angel as he was able to put SEBAS away tonight.
Flannery McCoy: I think SEBAS may have been distracted by having Limmy here on commentary, but even with that said, you can’t deny that The Fallen Angel dominated this match for the most part.
Jake Mercer: Back in the Domination World Class Elite Wrestling Federation of North America back in 1976, they had–
Stew-O: Hold that thought Jake!!
Flannery McCoy: Yeah, hold onto all your thoughts…forever…
Stew-O: Not now, Flannery! It’s Insurgency!! Insurgency is running down the ramp and towards the ring!!
(We see Maxwell, Donovan Duke, and Jake Smith running down the entrance ramp and towards the ring. At ringside, we see Limmy Monaghan stepping into the ring. All of the Insurgency make their way inside of the ring as they approach SEBAS.)
Stew-O: This is not good at all!! Each of these Insurgency members is stomping down onto SEBAS!! Boot after boot, just breaking down the number one contender for Limmy Monaghan’s title!! There is no fight in SEBAS whatsoever, as he looks to already be unconscious!!
Flannery McCoy: Jake, Donovan, and Maxwell all hold SEBAS up as SEBAS is very limp and can barely stand. Limmy Monaghan walks up to SEBAS and wraps his arm around his neck as the other members of Insurgency releases him!! THE CROWNING!! SPIKE SWINGING COMPLETE SHOT!! LIMMY JUST HIT SEBAS WITH THE CROWNING AND NOW SEBAS IS DEFINITELY OUT COLD IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!!
(Jake looks down at SEBAS and shakes his head with a chuckle. He looks up to his fellow Insurgency members as he points to the ringside area)
Jake Smith: (Off-Mic) You know what to do.
(As seemingly a weekly trend, the other three members of Insurgency get chairs as they of course position them under SEBAS with big smirks on their faces. What started it all to begin with at House of Glass, was clearly going to go full circle)
Jake Mercer: CON-CHAIR-TO!
(The members of Insurgency continue to constantly slam the steel chairs down on the head of the lifeless SEBAS making a statement of their own as they did last week. After seemingly being satisfied with their work, Jake stops them. He looks over at Limmy as both of them drop their chairs. Jake and Limmy set SEBAS up as Jake lifts him in the air)
Stew-O: ABSOLUTE DECIMATION! ROUNDHOUSE KICK AND BRAINBUSTER COMBO, ANOTHER ROUND TABLE MOVE BY INSURGENCY!
(Jake immediately sits up and looks at the camera before getting up to his feet with Insurgency The screen shows Insurgency celebrating in the center of the ring. The screen then fades elsewhere.)
(A commercial for Donovan Duke’s Alpha Academy where Xander Payne is seen getting over his phobia of heights and doing 450 splashes)
(The camera pans over to the center of the ring where Stephie Love is standing, ready to do her announcements for the next match.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for..ONE FALL!!
Virtual Crowd: ONE FALL!!
(“The Outsiders” by Eric Church plays throughout the arena and here comes a member of Insurgency in Donavan Duke, who’s mere presence causes the virtual audience to reign down upon him with boos. Donavan Duke doesn’t seem to care as he continues on his stride to the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! Hailing from Stillwater, Oklahoma, weighing in at 215 pounds…HE IS THE “OKLAHOMA GENTLEMAN”…DONOVAN DUKE!!!
Stew-O: Last week, Donavan Duke scored a big victory over Komatsu Ogawa! Undoubtedly sending a message to MITSUBACHI! And speaking of MITSUBACHI, it was him and Adam Lucas that challenged Donavan and Maxwell to a match last week. We have yet to hear an answer regarding said thing-
Jake Mercer: WE KNOW INSURRECTIO- INSURGENCY DOESN’T BACK DOWN FROM ANYONE! This isn’t just A stable in EAW, this is THE stable in EAW. Maxwell, Donavan Duke, Jake Smith, Limmy Monaghan, this thing is packed to the brim with nothing but grade A talent! :montez:
Stew-O: :mjpls: Funny you mention Jake Smith, the leader of Insurgency undoubtedly has to be preparing for his match this Sunday against Drake King and TLA. Drake King being nothing but a thorn in the side of Insurgency.
Jake Mercer: A THORN THAT’S GONNA GET PRICKED OUT!
Flannery McCoy: Is that even the right verbiage?
(Donavan Duke settles in the ring as he awaits the arrival of his opponent this evening, Riley McCray. Doesn’t take long for ‘Gimme More’ by Britney Spears to replace “The Outsiders,” however, and the crowd gives out a mixed reaction for Riley McCray.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! Hailing from Trenton, New Jersey, weighing in at 126 pounds…SHE IS “RAD” RILEY MCCRAY!!
Stew-O: Riley McCray is the exact opposite of Donavan Duke tonight as she stumbled last week in her match with the New Breed Champ, Andre Walker. Riley probably wants nothing more than to make up for that loss this week in a big victory over Duke!
Flannery McCoy: You have to imagine she’s been nothing but laser focus this week, especially since earlier in the night her match with Veena Adams was confirmed to be happening at King of Elite! You have to think that she’s determined to make a statement to the Dynasty General Manager tonight!
Stew-O: Definitely, probably doesn’t wanna give Veena Adams the satisfaction of seeing her fail like she did last week against Andre Walker again. Veena has been nothing but a problem for Riley, and with it all coming to ahead in a one-on-one match in just two weeks, I’m sure she’s looking to be the one standing over her at the free-per-view just like she plans to do tonight.
Flannery McCoy: Yeah, I said before, you don’t wanna make enemies with someone the level of Veena Adams. She has some pull here on Dynasty, can easily spell out even more trouble for Riley in the future.
(Both Riley and Duke eye each other down from separate corners as the referee signals the timekeeper to ring the bell!)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: There’s the bell, BUT RIGHT OUT THE GATE RILEY IS COMING IN STRONG AT DONAVAN DUKE IN THE CORNER! DUKE AVOIDS THE ADVANCES OF RILEY AND SIDESTEPS HER INTO THE CORNER! HUGE KNIFE EDGE CHOP FROM DONOVAN DUKE AND HE ATTEMPTS TO TAKE RILEY DOWN WITH A SUPLEX AFTERWARDS!
Flannery McCoy: RILEY SLIPS OUT OF IT BEHIND DUKE! DONAVAN TURNS AROUND WITH A WILD SWING AT THE HEAD OF RILEY, BUT SHE DUCKS UNDER IT JUST IN TIME! NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX BY RILEY TAKES DUKE DOWN, AND SHE BRIDGES FOR THE PIN!
Referee: ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOO!!
Jake Mercer: YES!! KICKOUT BY DUKE! Donovan definitely got caught off guard early there with Riley, it won’t happen on the Duke’s watch anymore though! DONAVAN LUNGES AT RILEY AFTER REGAINING A VERTICAL BASE, BUT RILEY AVOIDS HIM!
Stew-O: DUKE TURNS AROUND TO ONCE AGAIN GET TAGGED BY RILEY, THIS TIME WITH A SPINNING BACK HEEL KICK! THAT EMPHATIC KICK ALMOST KNOCKED DUKE COMPLETELY OUT THERE! RILEY FOLLOWS UP ON OFFENSIVE WITH A SITOUT JAWBREAKER!
Flannery McCoy: Donavan Duke just stumbled back into the corner! Like we said, Riley was reaccessing her approach and she has just been staying on Donavan Duke! Just bombarding him with offense after offense and more offense! If she keeps this up, she may be walking out with her hand raised in the air tonight! BUT NOW SHE CHARGES OVER AT DUKE! DONAVAN GETS THE BOOT UP ON RILEY!
Stew-O: We talk about catching opponents off guard, I think Duke just caught Riley off guard with that one! After that, DUKE NAILS A HURRICANRANA ON RILEY! McCray is gonna have to retreat herself this time, and Duke remains in hot pursuit of her on the apron! These two going back and forth with punches! A punch thrown by Duke- RILEY DUCKS! BOTH ARMS OF DUKE HOOKED FOR A DRAGON SUPLEX ON THAT APRON!!
Jake Mercer: The innovative Donavan Duke manages to wrap his foot on the inside of the bottom rope! Riley unable to lift him up for the Suplex! Duke finally breaks out, look at that raw strength! AND AN ELBOW DRIVEN BACK INTO THE FACE OF RILEY! Kick the gut of McCray, HUGE DDT TO HER ON THE APRON! Riley goes tumbling over to the floor, while Duke drops down to his feet on the outside!
Flannery McCoy: That one definitely scrambled the brains of Riley McCray, who’s trying to recover on the outside. Duke is like an animal that smells blood in the water at this point and brings her back to her feet- RILEY WITH A FOREARM! RILEY GOES IN FOR MORE BUT DUKE SIDESTEPS HER INTO THE RINGPOST! And you have to imagine that Veena Adams is backstage enjoying every single moment of this.
Stew-O: No doubt about that, but I’m sure she was also worried while watching this at points cause it was looking like Riley had this one in the bag until Duke switched the momentum around. Now Duke is in control, and it looks like he may be close to putting Riley McCray’s lights out. Back in the ring Donavan sends her and he’s gonna set out to do just that!
Jake Mercer: ROYAL FLU- NO! DONAVAN TRIED TO GET HER UP FOR THE MICHINOKU DRIVER, BUT RILEY REIGNED DOWN WITH BACK ELBOWS TO HIS HEAD! DONAVAN DUKE IS EATING THE BLOWS FROM RILEY AND GETS HER UP ANYWAYS, HOWEVER! SHE SLIPS BEHIND DUKE AGAIN! PULLS HIM BACK AND NAILS HIM WITH A ROLLING CUTTER! RILEY SPRINGS FOR THE PIN OVER DUKE! ITS OVER! :mjcry:
Referee: ONNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOO!!
TH-
Jake Mercer: KICK OUT BY DONOVAN DUKE! Never doubted him one bit!
Flannery McCoy: :mjpls: RILEY GOES IN FOR THE RI-BUSTER! DONAVAN DUKE PUSHING HER OFF BEFORE THE IMPACT COULD TAKE PLACE THOUGH! RILEY GETS UP BUT INSTANTLY GLAZED OVER WITH A DEALERS CHOICE FROM DONOVAN DUKE!! THE SPINNING BACKFIST MAY HAVE SPELLED OUT THE BEGINNING OF THE END!
Jake Mercer: ROYAL FLUSH CONNECTS! MICHINOKU DRIVER CONNECTS AND DUKE CAPITALIZES IMMEDIATELY WITH A PIN AFTER!
Referee: ONNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEE!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: HERE’S YOUR WINNER…DONOVAN DUKE!!
(Boos fill the arena again as “The Outsiders” kicks in once more, and a happy Donavan Duke gets his hand raised by the referee.)
Jake Mercer: What did I tell ya?! Donavan Duke would pick up a win, as if he isn’t winning already being in Insurgency!
Stew-O: :wow: Donavan Duke continues his momentum tonight and possibly striking some fear into Adam Lucas and MITSUBACHI just ahead of their match at King of Elite!
Flannery McCoy: Say what you want about the stable, Insurgency is full of competent and talented workers and you can’t underestimate them, I mean, look at what the hell they did earlier in the night with poor SEBAS. :mjcry: And I’ve got a feeling that they’re not done, far from it as King of Elite edges closer, but once again tonight, another statement made.
(Donavan Duke heads up the ramp in celebration as Riley looks on defeated from the ring, Dynasty’s broadcast transitioning elsewhere.)
(Dynasty’s broadcast brings us to the backstage area of the World 1 Theatre where a camera joins the dear head interviewer on Dynasty, Michael Belfort, as he stands against the red Dynasty backdrop while holding a microphone in his hand, his adorable statement bowtie matching perfectly with the interview setup surrounding him. He smiles brightly into the camera just before he announces his guest for the evening.)
Michael Belfort: Ladies and gentlemen: Eris LeCava.
(The virtual audience can be heard bursting into cheers as Eris LeCava rushes into the frame, bombarding Michael with a jumping hug that destabilizes his balance, nearly sending him crashing into the wall. Michael is clearly uncomfortable, but he has no choice but to endure Eris’ embrace as she bursts with glee, gripping his neck securely and making him unable to pull away. In her hands, she also squeezes tightly onto a small Serena Bennett action figure wearing an outfit that is identical to her own: classic blue denim jeans with an off-white t-shirt tied just beneath her bust, accessorized to perfection with a few gold statement pieces of jewelry and a bright red lip. Once she finally pulls away from him, he tucks her hair behind her ears, still smiling enthusiastically while Michael adjusts his suit jacket and bowtie before raising the microphone to his mouth.)
Michael Belfort: Eris, I’m glad you could join me here this evening–
(Eris grabs Michael’s arm with a tremendous amount of force, bringing the microphone down to her mouth so she may interject while almost toppling Michael over for a second time.)
Eris LeCava: Michael, please! The pleasure is ALL mine tonight!
(Michael chuckles nervously just as Eris releases his arm.)
Michael Belfort: As I’m sure you know, Eris, you left the entire EAW Universe absolutely stunned after the attack you initiated on the Universal Women’s Champion, the woman we all thought you greatly admired. Do you think you could tell us a little more about what might have prompted your actions last week?
(Michael lowers the microphone, holding it directly in front of Eris’ mouth. She raises her eyebrows and tucks her arms behind her back while flashing an innocent gaze into the camera lens.)
Eris LeCava: You know, Michael? I can see why you’d ask me a question like that after what I did. But contrary to the way it seems, I had EVERY intention of being sincere last week! It was a really difficult moment for me, and it’s tragic that it turned out the way it did. Deciding to break it off with the love of my life…it is easily one of, if not, THE hardest thing I ever had to do before. And I was hoping that I might be able to lean on Serena for support while I did my best to get us through that distressing moment together. But that wasn’t possible, was it? I was hit with a hard dose of reality last Friday, Michael. Now, I’ve come to know that Serena was NEVER a person I could truly rely on to trust with my heart. And even despite having figured that out, last week, I wanted to let Serena know that I had no hard feelings towards her for all she had put me through the last number of weeks. I wanted NOTHING more than to part amicably as…friends. But obviously…that didn’t quite happen, did it?
(Eris makes a “tsk” sound with her tongue as she shakes her head solemnly. An air of sorrow reads on her face as she turns away from the camera. Her gaze is directed at the ground while she absentmindedly fiddles with the action figure in her hand while speaking.)
Eris LeCava: Our relationship might be over, but my feelings for Serena are still as strong as they’ve ever been! Everything about Serena still gives me LIFE. I mean, do you know who the fuck she IS?! How could I not still be drawn to her, even after all we’ve been through?! I was more motivated than I’ve EVER been knowing I had Serena in my life, knowing that I could learn from her great example, and become the best version of myself by following her guidance and footsteps. But last week…I realized something while I was in the heat of the moment. I acted on my impulses because…well, it just felt like it was the right thing to do! After watching my baby literally turn her back away from me so easily…as if she didn’t care about what I had to say…like I had meant nothing to her…
(Eris’ sorrowful expression shifts, her eyes widening as her small pout grows into a bitter scowl.)
Eris LeCava: Serena acted like what we shared meant NOTHING to her! Treated me like our relationship didn’t MATTER! She took everything I did FOR GRANTED! Week after week, I would put myself out there, make myself COMPLETELY vulnerable to Serena. And for what?! I would have given my entire LIFE to Serena Bennett if it meant putting a smile on her pretty little face! But…that didn’t matter to her. None of it did. I love Serena Bennett, with every fiber of my being. But she’s ungrateful and unappreciative of everything I’ve ever done to try and enhance her life and career in every which way that I could! She wouldn’t even be the Universal Women’s Champion right now if it weren’t for me, you know. But despite loving her to the best of my ability…she cast me aside…as if my existence in her life didn’t benefit her at all…
(She trails off, the last few words to come out of her mouth being no louder than a whisper. She stares blankly into the distance while gently caressing the face of her Serena Bennett action figure with her hand. Michael clears his throat in an attempt to get her attention. He fails and presents his next question.)
Michael Belfort: And speaking of the Universal Women’s Championship, Eris, this past week, there was quite a bit of speculation on whether or not you had any interest in challenging for the title. Some have even begun to guess that your admiration for Serena was a ruse to get closer to her in order to–
(Eris snaps back to reality, her eyebrows furrowing in frustration as she focuses her attention back to Michael.)
Eris LeCava: A RUSE?! Michael, what a horrendous accusation! I’m deeply offended that you would even THINK my love for Serena was ingenuine! You have NO IDEA just how overcome I am with my admiration for Serena! You haven’t the SLIGHTEST clue just how much my own life was impacted when Serena became a part of it! Frankly…I wouldn’t even be here right now if it weren’t for her. And y’know, I think that’s pretty freaking amazing. What’s even MORE amazing is the way I feel right now, even WITHOUT her by my side. I’m on top of the WORLD, Michael! I used to think that relationships like this one had to last forever to be successful. But that’s not true. Now, I base the success of my relationships on just how much I’ve learned about myself and the world around me. On just how much I’ve grown. On whether or not my life was enriched in anyway at all…and Michael, it has been! And I want the whole WORLD to know just how much. My relationship with Serena is probably THE most successful one I’ve EVER had in life, even if it is over now! Because the way I see it, Michael, Serena brought something out of me, awoke a special part inside of me that has allowed me to see clearly what my purpose here in Elite Answers Wrestling is. And it isn’t to be at Serena’s side, Michael, it NEVER was! Nor to stand behind her and simply watch while she fights at the frontlines of the women’s division. I should be a part of all that success, too…even if it means doing it without her…
Michael Belfort: Could you elaborate for me?
Eris LeCava: I thought my life’s mission was to support Serena throughout her EAW career…but now, that’s changed. Now…I know that my purpose is not to uplift or elevate her…it’s to TOPPLE her, Michael! Remove her from that pedestal, stop ANYONE else from EVER glamorizing or idealizing her as much as I have, because clearly, nothing good can come from admiring Serena as much as I did–I mean, do. The whole WORLD needs to know the truth about Serena, Michael. I have to let them know! And I can only think of one way to accomplish that.
Michael Belfort: Wait a minute. Are you saying what I think you’re saying, Eris?
Eris LeCava: See, Michael…before, I was so…infatuated with Serena, I didn’t give her a chance to show me who she really was. I admired her for so long, that I had no idea she could be capable of so…so…so many AWFUL things! But it’s time the EAW Universe gets to really know who their Universal Women’s Champion is, and come to see just how unfit she is to be a champ. If I can’t trust her with my heart, then how the hell could I EVER trust her to remain at the top of this division? Serena’s been putting on this farce for WAY too long. She’s a no good, deceptive liar who tricked me long enough to believe that she was DIFFERENT than the women I’ve worked with in the past. I really thought that she was sincere, genuine, a good freaking person. But she’s as wicked as they come. Guess that’s my fault for not seeing it sooner, huh? I should have known better than to fall for this façade. I’ve seen women like her before run amok and terrorize this industry before, and Michael, the LAST thing I want to do is stand by and wait around when things are only getting worse by the MINUTE! It won’t happen again. Not as long as I can help it. I don’t hate Serena, no. But I certainly hate what she’s done to me, I hate what she reminds me of, and I hate what she represents. She needs to be stopped and stopped VERY freaking soon. And I’m going to be the woman to put an end to this deceptive treachery all together! That’s why, at King of Elite…I’m challenging Serena Bennett for the Universal Wom–
Michael Belfort: :damn: !!!
(Michael Belfort scrambles away from the scene just as Serena makes contact with the back of Eris’ skull, using the Universal Women’s title as her weapon. Eris, quick to bounce back, screams before she rushes after Serena. The virtual audience can be heard roaring with excitement while the camera tries to keep up with Serena and Eris, who have now torn down the red backdrop with their brawling. The brawling continues on the floor, and somehow, Serena manages to pull away from Eris who sits up on the ground, legs tangled in the red cloth that was hanging against the wall.)
Serena Bennett: You finna do WHAT, bitch?!
(Serena lands a shoot kick across the chest of Eris.)
Serena Bennett: Speak up, dickhead!
(Another shoot kick, this time, to the side of Eris’ face.)
Serena Bennett: You said you was ‘bout to do WHAT? To WHO? WHERE?!
(With Eris in perfect position, Serena is able to charge straight at her with Moonlight, the running neckbreaker that plants Eris’ skull on the concrete floor of the World 1 Theatre. Serena quickly turns to grab her Universal Women’s Championship up off the floor, the virtual audience still cheering frantically as they watch Serena dust off her championship before repositioning herself and squatting over Eris’ head, holding her championship so that the buckle drags over Eris’ dazed face.)
Serena Bennett: Nah, don’t even finish your sentence, bitch, I heard you. I heard every last word of it. Couldn’t help myself, tho, couldn’t hold back a moment longer to wait to get my hands on your dusty ass after that bullshit you pulled last week. Out your fuckin’ mind if you think for a minute you ‘bout to get off scot free after all I been puttin’ up with ‘cause I was tryna be a decent human being and not pick on sick and weird ass bitches like yaself. But that’s gone straight out the window, sis, you gave me a real reason, so now I’m MORE than happy to give you what the fuck you lookin’ for in the form of an ass-whoppin’ signed, sealed, and delivered from yours truly. You want a shot at me so bad, then you got it, bitch, I accept.
(With Serena’s acceptance of Eris’ challenge, the virtual audience starts up a series of cheers once again.)
Serena Bennett: You think you ‘bout to take this title off me? Please. I’ll show you EXACTLY why I’m at the top of this division, sis, if you didn’t know already, but sumn tells me you got a pretty good idea. If you really are as big of a fan as you say you are, Eris, you’d know way better than to fuck around and try me, but no problem. Just wish you’d’ve asked nicely. But if you want smoke, don’t worry, I got some for you. You gettin’ something real, real special at King of Elite, you in for a treat. Can’t ever say I never gave you no attention, bitch.
(Without another word, Serena stands straight up and walks off from the scene, leaving Eris stirring on the ground before Dynasty’s broadcast fades to commercial break.)
(A commercial for EAW’s new YouTube channel, DownDownUpUp starring Harper Lee)
(Dynasty returns from commercial and opens up to the World 1 Theater as we prepare for the next contest, with Stephie Love standing in the ring)
Stephie Love: The following contest is set for ONE FALL!!
Crowd: JAKE PAUL!!
Jake Mercer: :wtf:
(Stephie taps the mic.)
Stephie Love: ONE FALL!!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(“Pure Water” By Skepta blast throughout the World 1 Theater as Dray Fontana intensely makes his way through the curtain with all black gear and a black fur cut sleeve jacket and down the ramp as he enters the ring to an adamant display of displeasure from the crowd)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, From Kingston Upon Thames, England, United Kingdom! Weighing in at 200 Pounds!! “The Prince” DRAAAAYYYYYYYY FONTANAAAAAAA!!!!
(“GATTI” by Jackboys & POP SMOKE quickly cuts Pure Water as the excitement level rises of the audience as Andre Walker makes his way, swagger and confidence level through the roof with red attire with gold seams and his New Breed Championship strapped firmly across his waist)
Stephie Love: Introducing his opponent, from From Brooklyn, New York!! Weighing in at 185lbs!! THE CURRENT E! A! W! NEEEEWWW BREEEDDD CHAAAMPIONNN…!!!!! THE NOTORIOUSSSSS……!!!! ANDREEEEE…. WALKERRRRRRRRRR!!!!
(Both men prepare themselves in their respective corners as Andre Walker unstraps the title and hands it to the referee as the referee hands it to the timekeeper and signals for the bell)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: Here we go with some more Dynasty action between two great talents as both men meet for a collar and elbow tie-up! A test of might here at the beginning between the athletes! Dray quickly grabs a hammerlock placing the arm of Andre behind him and he begins working over it! Andre quickly spins out of the hammerlock and snatches onto a waist lock on Dray! Dray using his leg to go inside Andre’s to trip him up! And he quickly holds onto the ankle of Andre Walker as he lands on his back from the trip! Dray looking to apply some sort of submission as he goes for the other leg! But before he can get to it! Andre Walker with a boot to the jaw of Dray! And another boot as he lets go of the leg! Dray holding his jaw momentarily as Andre scrambles up to his feet! DRAY RUNS FOR A CLOTHESLINE! Andre counters catching the arm bringing him down with a deep arm drag! Dray popping up to his feet quickly running at Andre again! But Andre executes another deep arm drag! And this time begins working over the arm and shoulder of Dray with an armbar! Dray slapping the mat out of frustration!
Jake Mercer: Andre Walker applying more pressure as Dray struggles! But begins rising up! Andre trying to maintain his position with the armbar! But Dray using his free hand grabbing Andre Walker by his hair and pulling him in for a headbutt! AND THAT IMMEDIATELY BREAKS THE ARM BAR! Walker doesn’t fall but he’s staggered as Dray grabs him by the arm and sends him off the ropes for an Irish-whip! Walker sent into the ropes from the momentum of Dray as he comes forward INTO A BACK BODY DROP! ANDRE WALKER LANDS ON HIS FEET! Dray Fontana turns around as Andre Walker connects with a spinning kick to the mid-section! Dray Fontana hunched over! As Andre hooks him and could be trying to go for a sunset piledriver! DRAY FIGHTING IT THOUGH! Dray with a double leg takedown on Andre Walker! And he hooks the right leg quickly and applies a single leg Boston crab! SINGLE-LEG BOSTON CRAB APPLIED AS HE PULLS AND REARS BACK ON THE RIGHT LEG OF ANDRE WALKER!! WALKER SHOUTING OUT IN PAIN WITH THE REFEREE IN HIS FACE ASKING HIM IF HE WANTS TO QUIT!
Flannery McCoy: There’s no single ounce of quit in a man who views himself as Notorious! The crowd urging him on! To push! Andre clawing himself to the ropes! Inching himself closer! Dray though notices how close Andre is! And he releases the hold but still maintains control of Andre’s right leg and he applies an ANKLE LOCK!! Ankle lock applied! He transitions from a single leg crab to an ankle lock! And he’s twisting and wrenching on the ankle! Looking like how Starr Stan used to! Intense! Andre Walker shouting in pain and obviously so! This is one of the most deadly holds in professional wrestling! Andre clawing! Still showing no signs of wanting to quit! Andre is clawing! Once again! You have to wonder how much of this technical submission offense his body can continue to withstand! Andre! HE GETS CLOSE ENOUGH TO THE ROPES!! BUT DRAY PULLS HIM BACK! BUT ANDRE PUSHES HIMSELF UP ENOUGH AND SENDS FONTANA OVERHEAD INTO THE ROPES! Fontana catches himself! As Andre gingerly rises! Fontana running at Andre! BUT ANDRE CATCHES HIM FLUSH WITH A JUMPING KNEE TO THE JAW!!! THAT KNOCKS THE MOUTHPIECE OUT OF DRAY FONTANA’S MOUTH!!! OH MY GOD!! Fontana completely out on his feet as Andre hooks him! Front face lock! SHORT BRAINBUSTER DROPPING DRAY FONTANA ON HIS HEAD!!!! BUT ANDRE QUICKLY FAVORS THAT ANKLE! AS HE IS SLOW TO GET TO THE COVER!!! BUT HE GETS THERE!! FULL BODY PRESS!!
Referee: ONNNEEEEEE…….
TWWWWOOOOOOOOOO……..!!
Stew-O: DRAY KICKS OUT!!! Immediately the referee goes over to him to see if he’s still conscious after that vicious knee strike! Meanwhile, Andre Walker immediately favoring that right leg! Which has been a target of focus and alluding back to what you said Flannery, this technical offense of Dray Fontana is more of “if it doesn’t work now, it’ll work as long as the match goes on” and that is what makes him so dangerous of a competitor! Andre gingerly walking over to Dray Fontana who the referee has given the okay is still capable to compete! And Andre Walker grabbing him up to his feet! Andre Walker delivers a forearm smash to the face of Dray Fontana! That immediately wakes Dray up as he comes back with a forearm to the face that turns Andre Walker inside out! BUT ANDRE QUICKLY COMES BACK WITH A PELE KICK!! To the top of the head of Dray Fontana as he collapses to the mat! Andre Walker starts making his way outside of the ring to the apron and begins climbing the nearest turnbuckle! Slowly getting to the top turnbuckle thanks to the early offense of Dray Fontana!
Jake Mercer: Dray Fontana though quickly rising to his feet as Andre Walker gets to the top turnbuckle! Forearm to the face! Dray climbing to the top turnbuckle as well! He hooks Andre Walker! Front facelock!! Both men at the very top!! AND THEY FLY OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE FOR A SUPERPLEX AS BOTH MEN CRASH HARD TO THE CANVAS!!! AND DRAY QUICKLY WITH NO TIME WASTED APPLIES THE CRIPPLER CROSSFACE!!! OH MY!! WHAT ACTION!!!! HE TRAPS THE ARM WITH HIS LEG AND BEGINS PULLING ON THE NECK OF THE NEW BREED CHAMPION!!!! HE’S PULLING BACK AND THE CHAMPION IS IN A STATE OF PANIC AGAIN AS HE’S ONCE AGAIN LOCKED IN A SUBMISSION!!!! Dray Fontana with blood dripping out of his mouth but an intense look willing to break the champion’s neck for a victory here tonight on Dynasty! Andre Walker refusing to quit once again! The will of the champion is being tested here! Andre Walker crawling! Scrambling! But he passes out on the mat!!! The referee quickly over to Andre but he pushes himself back up screaming in agony! Andre Walker had to be tired there! These moves have a tendency to really drag you down to the deepest waters and that is where Dray Fontana is hellbent on taking him! Andre inching to the ropes! Andre HE GRABS THE ROPES!!! AND DRAY FONTANA JUST LETS HIM GO!!! Dray tired himself and rocked! Could potentially be nursing a broken jaw courtesy of the knee of Andre Walker!
Flannery McCoy: Dray rising up to his feet as Andre is down on the mat on all floors! Dray wiping blood from his mouth! BEFORE HE RUNS AND JUMPS DOWN ONTO THE BACK OF ANDRE WALKER!! Just a vicious jumping stomp to the back! Dray ruthlessly targeting the back of the neck of Andre Walker! AS HE BEGINS TO DELIVER VICIOUS FOREARM SMASHES TO THE BACK OF THE NECK OF ANDRE WALKER! REPEATED SHOTS! VIOLENTLY BEING DELIVERED TO THE NECK OF ANDRE WALKER BEFORE THE REFEREE GETS INVOLVED! The violent nature of Dray Fontana is fascinating to watch but horrific to experience! Ask Andre Walker! Dray grabbing Andre Walker up to his feet! BEFORE BEING KNOCKED RIGHT BACK DOWN TO THE CANVAS WITH A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT!!! KNOCKING THE CHAMPION DOWN! The impact of these strikes is insane! Dray grabbing the arm of the New Breed Champion! And begins stomping on his face! Ruthless strikes being delivered! As he continues! With the boots to the face!! Stomps repeatedly to the face of the champion! And then Dray pulls the groggy champion up to his feet and pulls him in! Hooking him by the waist lifting him! AND HE CONNECTS WITH A RUNNING SIT OUT POWERBOMB DRIVING THE CHAMPION RIGHT INTO THE CANVAS!!! AND HE HOLDS ONTO HIM FOR THE COVER!!!
Referee: ONNNNEEEEEEEEEE…..
TWOOOOOOOO!!!!
Stew-O: THE CHAMPION KICKS OUT!!! Andre Walker kicking out! And Dray Fontana immediately on the attack putting the boots to Andre! Before grabbing him up! BUT ANDRE QUICKLY PUSHING HIM OFF!! And he connects with JUMPING ENZIGURI TO DRAY FONTANA AS HE DROPS DOWN TO A KNEE!! Andre rising up! BEFORE HE CONNECTS WITH A BICYCLE KICK TO THE DOWN DRAY FONTANA !!! THE FORCE SENDS HIM OUTSIDE OF THE RING!!! A BAD BREAK BECAUSE THAT COULD OF BEEN AN OPPORTUNITY TO PUT HIM AWAY!!! Andre doesn’t pay it any mind because he’s still winded from the earlier offense in this physical contest! Andre! Noticing Dray Fontana rising up to his feet! ANDRE WALKER!!!! RUNS !!!! TOPE CON HILO OVER THE TOP ROPE CRASHING INTO DRAY FONTANA!! BOTH MEN DOWN ON THE FLOOR!!! AS ANDRE WALKER QUICKLY HOLDS ONTO HIS ANKLE!!! Dray Fontana down on the floor as the referee begins his count!!!
Referee: ONE….
TWOO…..
Jake Mercer: What an idiot, why the hell would you put your body on the line after you’ve been beaten down most of the match by a man who was torturing you! Both men are down on the floor as the referee continues his count! Andre Walker rising! As he tries to enter the ring!
Referee: THREE…
FOUUURRRRR….
FIVEEE…
Flannery McCoy: AND DRAY FONTANA PULLS HIM DOWN BY HIS LEG!! AND BEGINS BEATING THE HELL OUT OF HIM!!! BOTH MEN FIGHTING TRADING BLOWS!!! BEFORE DRAY FONTANA!!
Referee: SIX….
SEVEENNN…
EIGHTTTT
Stew-O: TRIES FOR A BRAINBUSTER ON ANDRE WALKER ON THE OUTSIDE FLOOR!!! ANDRE BRINGING A KNEE DOWN TO THE FACE OF DRAY FONTANA!!! ANDRE NOW LOOKING FOR THE DRE WALKER 3000!!!! BUT DRAY FONTANA COUNTERS IT AND REAPPLIES THE ANKLE LOCK WITH AN INSIDE TRIP!! HE’S TUGGING ONTO THE ANKLE!!!!!
Ref: NINE….
TEN!!
Stew-O: DRAY FONTANA RELEASES THE HOLD AND TRIES TO MAKE IT BACK IN THE RING!!! BUT HE DOESN’T MANAGE TO DO IT!!!! THE MATCH IS OVER!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: The following contest has been ruled a draw due to double count out!
(The audience jeers in disappointment as Dray Fontana begins to get frustrated and argue with the referee as Andre Walker doesn’t look to pleased at all as he’s on the outside gingerly looking confused and disappointed)
Flannery: Dray Fontana lost count while he had the ankle lock applied to Andre Walker and this concluded what was shaping up to be a classic match here on Dynasty, something that definitely requires the phrase “run it back”!
Stew-O: I know the audience and the fans watching around the world wouldn’t mind seeing these two back in the ring competing as highly as they did right tonight! Amplified because nothing was solved tonight!
(As Dray Fontana makes his way back up the ramp, a frustrated and sweaty Andre Walker requests his New Breed Title and a microphone from the timekeeper’s area. He resets at the center of the ring, facing the stage, waiting for Dray to make it all the way backstage. He rests a hand on his hip as he breathes into the microphone, the New Breed Title resting on his shoulder, catching some air before he begins to speak.)
Andre Walker: Now, nevermind what just happened a moment ago, I’d rather shift my focus onto something a little more important. Let me ask you all something about that King of Elite poster. (He huffs off-mic as he starts to pace back and forth.) You’ve seen it, haven’t you? That’s alright, yeah, go on ahead, show it to ‘em. Put it up there! Go ahead, hurry up–
(Andre keeps his attention on the titantron as he continues to egg the production team, waiting for them to flash the King of Elite poster on the titantron. After a moment or two, they follow his command, reminding the viewing audience of the three men who grace the front of the poster, Andre Walker being one of the two men who take up the largest amount of the poster’s surface area.)
Andre Walker: Theeeerrrrrre we go! Look. See that? Not one World Champion. Not one individual who ended up making it to the finals. Despite being a tri-branded Free-Per-View, how much of that poster is home to DYNASTY Elitists, one of those mugs being my own?! From the moment this poster was revealed, we all knew who was going to be the one that’s gonna steal the show, and I’ll be damned if it turns out to be Drake King. Clearly can’t be DEDEDE’s tired ass, so who better than the man who has been working tirelessly week after week against this company’s best since the start of 2021? Exactly. That’s me, for those of you who still ain’t catch on. I am well on my way to growing into the face of this company, that isn’t a secret to anyone. I mean, look at what we saw just a few moments ago. What could any of us really have expected from Dray Fontana? Of course he couldn’t defeat me. Of course he ended up taking more than he could handle when he stepped into the ring with me. This went exactly as I suspected it would, just as it does everytime a young flame tries and fails to burn brightly in the darkness of my shadow. I was counting on a victory, sure. But record goes to show that when Dray Fontana faces big names like mine, he can’t ever get the job done properly due to his consistent in-ring errors. But to hell with winning, ‘cause at the end of the night, I’m always the man still standing tall, so it’s alright. While I know we all have our missteps, while I can acknowledge that we’re all human and make mistakes, right now, there’s no denying the effectiveness of what I do in that ring. When it comes down to it, I’m standing above most everyone in this industry and that’s even with having to try on three separate occasions to get this New Breed Championship when they told me I could never do it. This is just the kind of competitor that I am, resilient. Hard working. Pragmatic. Intelligent. And it’s all that, and more, that has made me the envy of every other Elitist out there today–the EAW Chairman especially.
(The virtual audience in attendance cheers approvingly after Andre’s reference to the EAW chairman, a man whom he almost had another physical altercation with in the middle of his match last week. The week before then, Andre was the victim of a blindsighted assault at the chairman’s hands after Andre offered the chairman a few words of advice in weeks prior. Andre runs a hand over his mouth while he waits for the audience to calm down.)
Andre Walker: See, DEDEDE is trying to sell this narrative that he’s the one around here who’s untouchable, that he’s the man with all the answers, that there ain’t no way a single person in this locker room he could ever learn from. And that’s his biggest mistake, his fatal flaw, right there. But I’m starting to think that DEDEDE knows exactly what I’m made of. He’s just not willing to admit that I’m right, that I’m on my way to being the next best thing for this business and he’s green-eyed with envy because of it. And I get it, believe me. Imagine selling yourself as this all-knowing, ruthless, calculated mastermind and up comes a member of the New Breed division, of all people, to remind you that you just are not as big as you think you are. That you’re just as approachable, just as accessible, and just as conquerable as anyone else, despite how monstrous you think you are. Nah, you don’t scare me, DEDEDE, I’m not like the rest of these guys you think you have a hold over. Especially when I can admit I’m unashamed to have miscalculated a thing or two along the line. Just as I said, everyone is perfectly capable of making mistakes, and that includes me, too: I was foolish enough to think I was safe to turn my back on a snake like you and not expect anything to come of it. I told you last week that I was gonna make you pay for that mistake, ‘cause you, too, misjudged me. And we’re gonna remedy that, you and I, because like I said, your time is coming. Sooooo…seeing as I don’t have a challenger for my New Breed Championship at King of Elite, my calendar’s wide open. And to be perfectly honest with you, I don’t give a damn about whether or not StarrStan or Veena care enough to find me a contender, ‘cause I’m much more interested in teaching this man a lesson about what comes when you make an adversary out of Andre Walker, when you slip up and underestimate my resolve. A title defense can wait. Right now, I’m not worried about this title. I want YOU, DEDEDE.
(The virtual audience breaks out into a roaring cheer, very much enthused by the proposal extended by Andre Walker.)
Andre Walker: That’s if you man enough to take on the challenge, that is. It’s my likeness taking up all that space on that KoE poster, anyway, so why not? Book me. Make the match. You want to beat on me so bad, then you might as well make it count–
(“Value” by A$AP Ferg hits the World 1 Theatre PA system, cutting off Andre Walker as he now leans over the ropes facing the stage. The EAW Chairman, with a microphone already in his hand, waltzes out and settles at the top of the stage. The camera manages to get a close-up of Mr. DEDEDE before he responds to Walker’s request, a shameless grin spread across his face. He remains at the top of the ramp, waiting for “Value” to die out before raising the microphone to his lips.)
Mr. DEDEDE: Those are some bold, bold words, Andre. It’s a shame there isn’t an ounce of substance behind them. You haven’t the slightest idea what you’re talking about, do you? While a fragment of what you told this audience may be true about your competitive spirit, Andre, you forget who it is that makes all of that possible to begin with. You excel in this business because I ALLOW you to. You get to carry around that New Breed Title because I gave you permission to do so. You get this time on-screen because I am merciful and generous and am happy to allow you to serve as a pawn in my game. And for the most part, Andre, I was generous enough to let you exist peacefully within my domain so long as you remain useful, do what you are told, and deliver when you are called upon to do so. But you crossed a line all those weeks ago. You broke a boundary that people of your caliber were never meant to cross by addressing me as if I’m “equal,” completely neglecting to reel yourself in and recall that you are far beneath me. How could I NOT take great offense to that sort of behavior, Andre, that kind of insubordination? You needed to be taught a lesson. End of story.
Andre Walker: Please, DEDEDE, just call it what it is: a classic case of jealousy, you got this silly ass sense of resentment directed towards me for no reason at all, just ‘cause I’m out here prevailing and you can’t do anything right these days. You said it yourself, I thought: you take it personally whenever someone that isn’t you gets praise from this audience, you hate to watch someone get recognition that you claim they don’t deserve. But I’m deserving of all the praise I’m getting and more, this is only the beginning for me, DEDEDE, and it’s clear you won’t rest until you can shut me up for good. Wouldn’t want my head to get any bigger, would you? Wouldn’t be any space for your face beside mine on that poster if it did. But I’m not about to go down that easy. You gonna have to work if you wanna put a dent in my confidence.
(Mr. DEDEDE is shown massaging his chin, listening to each and every word that comes out of Andre’s mouth, the audience backing him fully. He shakes his head with a light chuckle just as he raises the mic back to his mouth.)
Mr. DEDEDE: Are you sure this is what you want, Andre? You really think you could survive a match against the Gawd? Against a physical specimen, a cerebral, infallible, astute work of art like me?
Andre Walker: There you go again, thinking that you’re gonna scare me off with this weird ass metaphorical philosophical tactics as if I’m not perfectly capable of withstanding them. Or dishing them right back at you. What’s going to happen when someone who’s far more capable of navigating through the shitstorm that is the EAW Chairman pulls up and begins to employ your own strategies against you? Exactly. This is about way more than pride, DEDEDE, I’m trying to put an end to this tirade of yours. I know many have tried and failed. But I know as well as anybody that I’m capable of coming out on top and succeeding where others have not. You should be excited to be facing a man like me, DEDEDE. You could use the challenge, what better way to prove that you can withstand the neverending test of time against your body’s capabilities than to compete against the man on Dynasty with the most going for him right now?
Mr. DEDEDE: As if I need to prove myself or my strength against someone like you, Andre. But if this is what you want..if this really is your deepest, darkest desire, then fine. I’ll be happy to fulfill that wish for you. You want a match? Then it’s yours, consider it done.
(The audience roars in approval as the camera gives us an angle of Andre Walker proudly signalling out into the audience, more than ready to take on the chairman in two weeks time.)
Mr. DEDEDE: But…Andre, heed this warning: when I give you the beating you so desperately desire, I want to make sure I leave NOTHING left for you. Nothing for you to latch yourself onto, no glimmer of hope, no resolve, no silver lining. None of that. If I’m going to step into the ring with you, Andre, you better be ready to accept that I am going to tear away EVERYTHING that you are, piece by piece. I’m destroying your self-esteem, your morale, any reason you once had to compete in my ring will be seized, ripped right out of your grubby little hands. Because you couldn’t just sit there comfortably and eat your damn food, you’re insatiable, you always need more. What I give you will never be enough, will it? Now, I have to do what is necessary to remind you what you’re dealing with. To uphold my dominance over you because somewhere along the line, you lost the fundamental level of common sense needed to allow you to see who I am. I’m coming for all that you are, Andre, and I’m going to make sure that there isn’t a damn thing left. And that includes…your New Breed Championship.
(The virtual audience responds overwhelmingly to DEDEDE’s motion. Before anyone has a chance to question whether or not DEDEDE is even eligible to contend for the title, Andre responds.)
Andre Walker: What, you thought that was gonna deter me? Make me change my mind? Nice try, but I’m not backing out of this. I don’t run from anyone, let alone an envious, impotent, crackpot dud like you who’s done all he can in an attempt to undermine my manhood as much as you have. I’m with all the smoke. You got yourself a match, DEDEDE, make sure you’re ready for what’s about to come your way.
(Andre Walker chucks his microphone up the ramp just as the virtual audience explodes once more into cheers. Andre then jumps atop a turnbuckle corner, basking in the audience reception as “GATTI” picks up, very much satisfied that he was able to secure the match he wanted most at KoE.)
Flannery McCoy: Damn, I don’t know about either one of you, but the Dynasty side of the King of Elite card is REALLY starting to shape up! This is absolutely an UNBELIEVABLE matchup we’re getting in two weeks time!
Stew-O: This may be one of the BIGGEST New Breed Championship matches that we’ve seen scheduled here in the belt’s entire history. Andre Walker is one of EAW’s greatest competitors, it’s clear he’s the standout in the New Breed Division, and this match with DEDEDE is going to be a surefire way for him to prove it!
Jake Mercer: But that won’t be happening! DEDEDE said a few weeks ago that he was going to do all that he can to continue to assert his dominance and remind this ENTIRE company just how powerful he is, and expendable that they are. What better way to do that then take residence in the NEW BREED division?! Talk about your right of passage!
Flannery McCoy: Still more Dynasty to come after this commercial, ladies and gentlemen! Stay tuned!
(Andre jumps down from his turnbuckle and now holds his New Breed Championship high in the air while leaning over the ropes. The camera then cuts to a shot of Mr. DEDEDE, slightly smiling with his arms folded across his chest, watching onward at Andre fervently as a lion would its prey just before Dynasty fades to commercial.)
(A commercial for Taco Bell which is in serious debt after TLA burned down multiple of their establishments)
(Dynasty comes back from commercial break to transition over to the World 1 Theatre. The crowd bustled with anticipation, but that was cut short as ‘Morning Glory’ by Oasis blasted through the speakers to a very negative reception from the crowd, as always. The team of Insurgency makes their way out to the stage with the biggest shiteating grins ever on their faces. The 6 foot god Jake Smith, the PURE Champion Limmy Monaghan, Maxwell, and Donovan Duke all came out to the stage as they all collectively made their way down to the ring, with each of their expressions matching one another in pure joy. They entered into the ring as from there Jake took a mic as ‘Morning Glory’ faded out and from there, Jake waited for the crowd to quiet down before he spoke)
Crowd: SE-BAS! SE-BAS! SE-BAS! SE-BAS! SE-BAS!
Jake Smith: Unfortunately, SEBAS is not in the building tonight. Instead, he’s being transported to the local hospital courtesy of Insurgency. Thank you, we’ll take your applause.
(The crowd continues to boo loudly as Jake closes his eyes and circles around the ring before heading back to the center of his group)
Jake Smith: Truth be told it was bound to happen. That pisspoor performance would’ve made the result of King of Elite far too easy. You people wonder why we attacked him? Why did we do what we did? Because it’s a simple waste of our time. Why would we need to take time out of our day to do simple chores that are not needed. SEBAS is clearly not worthy of the opportunity that we so graciously gave him, we gave him another chance, and he sought to disappoint, how sad. I’m sure you know how our gears work now, people who we deem unfit to breathe the air that we breathe, we get rid of them. That’s exactly what we did to Chris Elite, a EAW Hall of Famer and former World Champion, so easily plucked away by your PURE Champion. Why does it matter if he’s still around if he’s going to give such a horrid performance like he did last week? It’s not worth it. As I’ve said, the main purpose of Insurgency is to give Elite Answers Wrestling proper leaders of the new year, and that would be us. Anyone who makes an attempt to stand in our way and not even put up a goddamn fight, I don’t see a point in them sticking around if they’re going to be nothing more than leeches.
(Jake shakes his head clearly in frustration. The crowd continues to boo them further showing the disconnection between them and the group as he continues to speak)
Jake Smith: But in my opinion, I’ve got to give EAW some credit for what they’ve been doing, and it’s been the right thing. There are certain… non-necessities… in this business that are simply just wastes of space in this company. And let me just say they’ve done a great job just making them lambs to the slaughter to us. It was Chris Elite last week, and now it was SEBAS this week, who else? Who knows, but in hindsight, we’re really only doing what’s best for Elite Answers Wrestling. To keep this hellhole alive just a little bit longer.
Jake Smith: I think the answer is clear at this point, there’s no really denying it from our point of view. And it’s the fact that EAW needs Insurgency, more than ever. Without us, it would only be a matter of time before this whole damn company rots away faster than Ryan Adams to nothing but a shriveled shrub. I hope they continue to comply, giving us the well-deserved TV time that we need to spread the message, and a lesson. A lesson that we hope none of you will forget. So whatever Adam Lucas or MITSUBACHI have in store for us come King of Elite, just know it’s not worth the trouble. We wouldn’t want you walking out the same way Chris Elite and SEBAS did, that would just be a bummer. Consider King of Elite our crown jewel, our moment of prosperity, the start of a true uprising in the form of Insurgency. Thank you.
(Jake drops his mic down on the ground as ‘Morning Glory’ plays up again and the four members of Insurgency make their way out of the ring and headed to the backstage area as from there, Dynasty fades to commercial break)
(A commercial for condoms is shown featuring Chained Fury)
(Dynasty returns from commercial break and Stephe Love is inside the ring, microphone in her hand.)
Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL, AND IT IS A TAG TEAMMMMMMM MATCHHHHH!!!!
(Virtual crowd erupts in cheers, then the sound is replaced by Chris Cornell’s ‘You Know My Name’ as Adam Lucas walks onto the stage.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST, WRESTLING OUT OF NEW YORK, U.S.A!!!!!! WEIGHING IN AT 231 POOOOUUUNNNDSSSSS, ADAMMMMMMMMM ‘THE NEXT LEVELLLLLLLLLL’ LUCCCCAAASSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!
Flannery McCoy: Adam Lucas has been red hot since making his return to EAW, delivering epic performances and solidifying his status once more as one of Dynasty’s brightest competitors active today! In just a few months he had collected victories over the likes of Chris Elite, Andre Walker, and more! And tonight, a victory against the reigning tag team champions could be him in prime position for a shot at those gold straps! We all know Adam Lucas has what it takes, and his partner tonight is a gem also!
(‘Akatsuki’ by Babymetal replaces the sound as MITSUBACHI, a smile on his face, begins the walk onto the Dynasty stage.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING HIS PARTNER, WRESTLING OUT OF SOKA, SAITAMA, JAPAAAANNNNNNNNN!!!! WEIGHING IN AT 187 POOOUUNNDDDSSSSSS, ‘THEEEEEEEE ARTIIISTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT’ MITSUBBBBBBBACHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII’!!!!!
Stew-O: There’s certainly been a shift in this man’s attitude recently, though I think we can all agree it’s for the better. He’s dropped the ruthless and bitter mindset towards his field and is attempting to redeem himself through climbing back through EAW’s ranks. Though his in ring skills and extensive arsenal remain the same, MITSUBACHI was and still is a problem for all of Dynasty’s competitors, tonight, he’ll be exactly that for The Realm. Can the champions weather the storm, or will their challengers derail their momentum heading into King of Elite?
(‘In Over My Head blares throughout the performance center as this virtual crowd cheers loudly for Harper Lee and Sierra Bradford, The Realm, who eagerly rush onto the Dynasty stage.)
Stephie Love: AND THEIR OPPONENTS, WEIGHING IN AT A COMBINED WEIGHT OF 259 POOOUUUNNNDDSSSSSS!!! THEY ARE THE REIGNING ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS OF THE WORLLLLDDDDDDDD, HARPEEERRRRRR LEEEEEEEEEE AND SIERRRRRAAAAAAAA BRADDDFOOOORDDDDDDD, THEEEEEEE REALLLLLLLMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!
Jake Mercer: The best tag team in the world! Harper Lee and Sierra Bradford have made a name for themselves with their fun-loving attitude towards wrestling, and supreme skill at it! They function cohesively like a machine and nobody has been able to knock them off the throne, yet! Tonight, Adam Lucas and MITSUBACHI look to engrave their names as the next challenges for their titles after King of Elite!
Flannery McCoy: They’ll have to defeat a very game Harper Lee and Sierra Bradford, which is easier said than done! These two have solidified themselves as the real deal, and won’t cede defeat to even the best teams in EAW. Say what you want, sure, they’re not former world champions, or cold-blooded killers, but they’re authentic. Authenticity plus dedication breeds success, and it has for them!
(The Realm enters the ring and hands the tag team titles to the ringside officials.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Flannery McCoy: Harper Lee and MITSUBACHI will begin this match as the legal competitors, MITSUBACHI walks towards the center of the ring and…offers a handshake to Harper Lee to begin this match. Harper looks confused as she’s had to deal with the wrath of an unforgiving and dirty MITSUBACHI on occasion, but she throws up her hands and shakes with MITSUBACHI- BUT SHE ROLLS HIM UP, QUICK PACKAGE PIN FROM HARPER LEE!!!!
Referee: OOOONNNE….
TWWWWOO…..
THREEEEE–
Flannery McCoy: MITSUBACHI kicks out!! Harper almost had him within seconds, a clever move from Lee, who smiles at MITSUBACHI and shrugs. MITSUBACHI smiles back at Harper as the two engage in a collar-and-elbow tie up in the center of the ring. MITSUBACHI overpowers Harper Lee and pressures her into the turnbuckles, where Adam Lucas tags MITSUBACHI, and Lucas becomes the legal man. MITSUBACHI still with a hold of Harper Lee, Adam Lucas grabs the other wrist of Harper, THEY PULL HER FACE FIRST INTO A DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE! What a maneuver from MITSUBACHI and Lucas!
Stew-O: Adam Lucas now with wrist control again, dragging Harper to the canvas, locking in a side headlock. Harper Lee is already back on her knees, quickly trying to fight out of this position. She manages to slip out of the grip of Adam Lucas, who stuns her with a forearm! He drives a forearm through the jaw of Harper! Now Adam Lucas off the ropes with a basement dropkick that takes out the knee of Harper Lee! Dropping her to the canvas! What a string of moves from Adam Lucas, who’s now got his eyes on a German suplex! Taking the back of Harper Lee, he’s got her in position, but Harper Lee is holding onto the ropes for safety! Adam Lucas releases the hold, and Harper Lee drives a back elbow into his skull!!
Jake Mercer: Wow! A nice counter elbow by Harper Lee! She shoves Adam Lucas back against the ropes and then takes him face first to the canvas with a drop toe hold! Now quickly off the ropes herself, SHE NAILS A SLIDING DROPKICK TO THE FACE OF ADAM LUCAS!! Harper Lee is back to her feet and she rallies the virtual crowd, feeling the energy of the moment! She hoists Adam Lucas up, wrist control! SHE’S GOING FOR THE RIPCORD KNEE STRIKE! SHE SPINS HIM AROUND AND LAUNCHES THE JUMPING KNEE LIKE A MISSILE! NO! ADAM LUCAS SIDESTEPS HER AND TAKES HER WRIST, PERHAPS HE WANTS TO GIVE HER A TASTE OF HER OWN MEDICINE! Adam now looking for a ripcord knee-Wait, HARPER WITH THE REDSKULL HEADBUTT!!
Stew-O: Harper smacked his teeth with the back of her skull, that one stunned Adam Lucas! Who’s trying to gather himself! Harper Lee is now on the second rope, targeting the hunched over Adam Lucas!!! HARPER LEE WITH AN ELBOW DROP TO THE BODY OF LUCAS, THAT ONE FLATTENED HIM!! SHE PUT HIM DOWN WITH THAT DIVING ELBOW DROP!! Harper Lee now tags in Sierra Bradford, and delivers a snapmare down to the canvas, Adam Lucas is in serious trouble! Sierra Bradford comes off the ropes, BIG BOOT TO THE FACE AS HARPER DELIVERS A DROPKICK TO THE BACK OF THE SKULL! ATTACKS FROM ALL SIDES BY THE REALM!! Sierra Bradford goes for the cover on Adam Lucas!!
Referee: OOOONNNE….
TWWWWOO–
Flannery McCoy: KICKOUT! Adam Lucas shoots his shoulder off the canvas and he’s still in this match! MITSUBACHI is crying out for a tag, stomping on the apron trying to will Adam Lucas towards him, but Sierra Bradford is gonna do everything she can to prevent that! She’s setting up for a fisherman’s suplex, but Adam Lucas is still fighting to get to MITSUBACHI! Sierra Bradford with a clubbing blow to the back, NOW SHE SHOOTS A PELE KICK- NO!! ADAM LUCAS AVOIDED IT, SIERRA LANDED FLAT ON HER FACE! ADAM LUCAS NOW CRAWLING TO HIS CORNER, SIERRA BARELY COMING TO, BUT ADAM LUCAS JUMPS TO MITSUBACHI AND MANAGES MAKE THE TAG!!
Jake Mercer: MITSUBACHI BACK IN THE MATCH, SIERRA BRADFORD MEETS HIM WITH A SHOOT KICK IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! NO, MITSUBACHI EVADES THE KICK, NOW FIRES BACK WITH A CALF KICK OF HIS OWN! SLICING THROUGH THE LEG OF SIERRA BRADFORD! MITSUBACHI WITH A POWERFUL KNEE TO THE MIDSECTION OF SIERRA BRADFORD! MITSUBACHI NOW LAUNCHING HIMSELF OFF THE ROPES-BANG!!! A SUPERKICK FROM SIERRA BRADFORD!! SIERRA KICKS THE JAW OF MITSUBACHI INTO THE NEXT LIFETIME WITH THAT SUPERKICK!
Stew-O: Sierra’s got MITSUBACHI on wobbly legs, she drops him with a Russian leg sweep! SIERRA BRADFORD’S TRYING TO TRANSITION TO AN ANKLE LOCK! SHE’S ABOUT TO LOCK IT IN- NO! Adam Lucas tries to fly with a springboard forearm! HE LAUNCHES HIMSELF THROUGH THE AIR, BUT SIERRA BRADFORD RELEASES THE HOLD AND DUCKS UNDERNEATH THE FLYING ADAM LUCAS! HARPER LEE BACK INTO THE RING NOW, A HURRICANRANA SENDS ADAM LUCAS TUMBLING THROUGH THE ROPES! HARPER LEE NOW RUSHING OFF THE ROPES, FLIES WITH A SUICIDE DIVE DDT!!!!!! SHE PLANTED THE SKULL OF LUCAS ON THE FLOOR WITH A BEAUTIFUL DIVING DDT!! WHAT A MOVE FROM HARPER!
Jake Mercer: Back in the ring now, Sierra goes back to the whale again, but MITSUBACHI is able to roll her up! He doesn’t go for the pin, he gets to his feet and DELIVERS A NASTY ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE BACK OF SIERRA’S HEAD! THAT PUTS SIERRA DOWN TO A KNEE, NOW MITSUBACHI GOES FOR ANOTHER KICK! SWINGING HIS BOOT LIKE A BA, SIERRA GETS UNDER IT, BUT MITSUBACHI COMES AROUND WITH HIS OTHER FOOT AND SHOCKS SIERRA WITH A SPINNING HEEL KICK TO THE CHIN!!! WHAT CLEVER OFFENSE FROM MITSUBACHI!!! Sierra Bradford crawls towards the turnbuckles, but she’s not safe there either! MITSUBACHI puts his boot to the throat of Sierra, he’s going for the vibrating foot! MITSUB- LOOK AT SIERRA! SHE’S LIFTING THE BOOT OF MITSUBACHI UP AS SHE GETS TO HER FEET!
Flannery McCoy: Sierra throws the leg of MITSUBACHI down to the canvas, fires off a shoot kick to his face, then drops MITSUBACHI with a leg sweep! What a combination from Sierra Bradford! Adam Lucas and Harper Lee still on the outside, Harper with a forearm to the face! Now looking for a step up enziguri- But Adam Lucas closes the gap and hoists Harper Lee up! Oh no!!!! ADAM LUCAS CRUSHES THE BACK OF HARPER LEE WITH A SPINEBUSTER ON THE FLOOR!! WHAT A DEVASTATING COUNTER FROM ADAM LUCAS!! ADAM LUCAS ATTEMPTING TO TURN THE TID- A BASEBALL SLIDE DROPKICK FROM SIERRA BRADFORD!!!! HURTLIGN HERSELF THROUGH THE SECOND ROPE WITH A MASSIVE DROPKICK THAT SENT ADAM LUCAS TUMBLING ACROSS THE RINGSIDE AREA!!
Stew-O: Sierra Bradford dragging Lucas back to his feet and launching him shoulder first into the barricade! Now rolling back into the ring- BANG!! MITSUBACHI WITH A MASSIVE RUNNING DROPKICK THAT ROCKED SIERRA BRADFORD! SIERRA TO A KNEE, MITSUBACHI JUMPS AT HER AGAIN AND SLICES HER IN HALF WITH A SINGLE LEG BACKSTABBER! SHE HAD HER SPINE SHAKEN BY THE KNEE OF MITSUBACHI! NO MERCY FROM MITSUBACHI AS HE COMES BACK TOWARDS SIERRA AND DROPS A JUMPING KNEE ONTO THE BACK OF HER NECK! MITSUBACHI USING HIS KNEE AS A CHOPPING BLOCK!
Jake Mercer: HE’S SETTING UP FOR THE TYRANT REVENGE, THIS WILL BE THE END IF HE HITS THIS HUGE KNEE STRIKE!!! HERE HE GOES!!! WAIT, HARPER LEE DRAGS SIERRA BRADFORD BACK TO THE OUTSIDE, SAVING HER FROM CERTAIN DOOM! MITSUBACHI DOESN’T CARE, HE’S GOING TO ATTACK ANYWAY! FLYING OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH A DIVING CROSSBODY, MITSUBACHI TAKES OUT THE REALMMM!!!!! MITSUBACHI HAS BEEN ON FIRE TONIGHT, NOW ADAM LUCAS BACK TO HIS FEET, HE HITS A DISCUS PUNCH TO THE JAW OF SIERRA BRADFORD ON THE OUTSIDE, DROPPING HER TO THE FLOOR!
Flannery McCoy: MITSUBACHI throws Harper Lee back into the ring, calling for Harper to get to her feet! MITSUBACHI smells blood in the water! He wants to finish this match! MITSUBACHI heading up to the second rope, looking for the diving yakuza kick! HERE HE GOES, MITSUBACHI WI- NO! HARPER LEE FLIES UP TO THE SECOND ROPE TO MEET HIM!! HARPER LEE WITH A SUPERPLEX OFF THE SECOND ROPE!! NOW SHE JUMPS BACK TO THE SECOND ROPE AND CRUSHES MITSUBACHI WITH A MOONSAULT!! HARPER LEE’S ON HER OWN, BUT SHE’S STILL FIGHTING!!
Stew-O: ADAM LUCAS IS BACK IN THE RING, GOES FOR ANOTHER BASEMENT DROPKICK ON HARPER LEE! SHE AVOIDS IT, AND NAILS A STANDING DOUBLE FOOT STOMP!!! WOW!! SIERRA BRADFORD ROLLS BACK INTO THE RING, SHE’S STILL THE LEGAL WOMAN! SIERRA BRADFORD HOISTS ADAM LUCAS ONTO HER SHOULDERS, THEY’VE GOT SOMETHING POTENT IN MIND!! HARPER LEE IS CLIMBING UP TO THE TOP ROPE, THEY’RE LOOKING FOR THE SKYBLOCK! ADAM LUCAS WITH PUNCHES TO THE HEAD OF SIERRA, SHE DROPS ADAM LUCAS BACK DOWN TO THE CANVAS, HE RUNS TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE RING AND CHARGES BACK TOWARDS SIERRA!
Jake Mercer: SHE CATCHES HIM WITH A DROP TOE HOLD, NOW LIFTING HIM INTO AN OLYMPIC SLAM!!! THAT ONE RATTLED THE CANVAS!!! ShE GRABS THE WRIST AND ROLLS THROUGH, PICKING HIM UP FROM THE GROUND ONCE MORE, SHE’S GOT HIM ON HER SHOULDERS!!! SHE TRANSITIONS INTO AN ELECTRIC CHAIR POSITION, HARPERS ON THE TOP ROPE! HERE IT COMES!! THE SKYYYYYBLOCKKKKKKK!!!!!!! THAT TOP ROPE NECKBREAKER DROP COMBO FROM THE REALM SENDS LUCAS CRASHING TO THE CANVASSSSSSSSS!!!
Flannery McCoy: WHAT A MOVE, THE REALM ARE GOING TO FINISH THIS RIGHT HERE!!!! SIERRA BRADFORD GOES FOR THE COVER ON ADAM LUCAS!!! FOR THE VICTORY!!!!
Referee: OOOONNNE….
TWWWWOO…..
THREEEEE–
Stew-O: TYRANT REVENGEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! MITSUBACHI WITH A GIANT FLYING KNEE THAT REALIGNS THE JAW OF HARPER LEE AND TOPPLED ONTO THE PILE OF BODIES, BREAKING UP THE PIN!!!! MITSUBACHI NOW RUNS ACROSS THE RING, AND BACK AGAIN WITH A RUNNING YAKUZA KICK TO THE TEETH OF SIERRA BRADFORD!!!! MITSUBACHI, HE’S FEELING THE ENERGY, THIS IS IT!!!! HE’S CALLING FOR THE END, SIERRA BRADFORD DOESN’T KNOW WHAT’S COMING!!!!!!! HERE WE GO!!!! A TYRANT REVENGE SHUTS OUT THE LIGHTS OF SIERRRAAAAAA!!!!! MITSUBACHI WITH A GIANT FLYING KNEE TO THE FACE!!!! THAT’S GOTTA BE ALL SHE WROTE!!! MITSUBACHI DRAPES THE ARM OF ADAM LUCAS OVER SIERRA BRADFORD AS HE FALLS TO THE CANVAS HIMSELF!!!
Referee: OOOONNNE….
TWWWWOO…..
THREEEEEEE!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Flannery McCoy: THAT’S IT!!!! AKKAKDJDOLOAODOPPDPQJ!!!! THE TEAM OF MITSUBACHI AND ADAM LUCAS WIN THIS MATCH AGAINST THE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!!!!
Stephie Love: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS, THE TEAM OF MITSUUUBACHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII AND ADAMMMM LUCCCASSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: What a match, these two teams laid it all out there tonight. They didn’t hold anything back and have absolutely nothing left. We couldn’t have asked for more.Wait, what’s Adam Lucas doing? I think he’s calling for a microphone?….
(Before either man can celebrate, Adam Lucas yells for a microphone, trying to catch his breath, stumbling to the ring side area.)
Adam Lucas: INSURGENCY!!!! You three injured our brother, friend, and teammate, SEBAS! It won’t stand. We promise. ‘
(Adam Lucas catches his breath.)
Adam Lucas: KING OF ELITE! You three against us three. Insurgency against Adam Lucas, MITSUBACHI, and a partner of our choosing! You may be strong when it’s three against one, but let’s see who wins in a fair fight! We’ll see you at King of Elite!
(Adam Lucas throws the mic down and holds MITSUBACHI’s hand high in the air.)
Stew-O: WOW! The challenge thrown down by Adam Lucas, I can’t say I’m not a fan of the idea! What a match that would be, Insurgency against the team of MITSUBACHI, Lucas, and a mystery partner for the two of them? Just wow!
Jake Mercer: I also can’t say that the challenge is unwarranted! Insurgency insisted upon an attack on the friend of these two, and now they want revenge. Nothing spells out classic like a bad blood feud coming to a head!
Flannery McCoy: Either way, if the team that just defeated the tag team champions shows up at King of Elite? It won’t be good for Insurgency!
Jake Mercer: Agreed! Hats off to both Adam Lucas and MITSUBACHI, and The Realm, they delivered an epic bout here tonight!
(A shot of the two teams shaking hands in the ring is shown as the camera fades to black, and a commercial ensues.)
(A commercial for Taylor Swift, that’s all, I love Taylor Swift :wow:)
(Dynasty returns from break and “Monster” is heard fading away. Kassidy Heart is seen getting settled in at the broadcast booth because she has decided to come and watch this match in person. With both of her King of Elite opponents being advertised to appear on Showdown, ‘The Mauler’ wants to make sure she has an equal opportunity to scout the competition.)
Stew-O: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to Dynasty. During the break, we were joined by Kassidy, who unceremoniously tossed Flannery out of her chair and ordered her to the back.
Kassidy Heart: I never liked that cunt from my days on Empire when she was in charge and mismanaged my entire career.
Jake Mercer: So we’re on our bitter bitch shit, I guess :wow:
(Kassidy ignores Jake and “It Follows” by Cane Hill begins to play across the PA system. The virtual audience doesn’t really care for Xander Payne and they let him know as Stephie Love steps to the center of the ring to make the official introductions for this match.)
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR…
Virtual Crowd: ONE FALL!
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST… RESIDING IN ATLANTA, GEORGIA… WEIGHING IN AT 250 POUNDS… HE IS ‘THE PAYNEKILLER’ XANDER PAYNE!
(Xander begins to make his way to the ring full of confidence after beating World Heavyweight Champion, Lethal Consequences, last week.)
Stew-O: Here comes the Dynasty representative, who might very well be the favorite to win the King of Elite tournament. Xander Payne has been on one hell of a roll lately and that was accented with a win over Lethal Consequences last week on Dynasty.
Kassidy Heart: The fact you called that blob the favorite to win the tournament is fucking sickening. The only match that is ever going to favor Xander Payne is a pie eating contest, and you know that. To insult me, practically to my face, and act like I’m not already the King of Elite is something I’m tempted to make you pay for. I don’t give a fuck about how long you’ve been with this company and whether or not you’re the voice of it, disrespect me like that again and I’ll fire you on the spot.
Jake Mercer: :lupe: Well, that being said, Xander has been doing an amazing job lately. After proving his worth last season and showing everyone that he is a future world champion, Xander has finally started to come into his own and become a lot more consistent.
(With Xander in the ring now, his theme music fades out. It’s replaced by “Bad Guy” by Morrison.)
Stephie Love: AND HIS OPPONENT… FROM TOWER HAMLETS, LONDON… WEIGHING IN AT 240 POUNDS… HE IS ‘THE CONSCIENCE OF EAW’ CHARLIE MARR!!!
(The crowd continues to boo, not liking anyone in the ring, as Charlie walks out. He is obviously favoring the beating he took earlier in the night at the hands of The Fallen Angel and he looks pretty pissed off.)
Jake Mercer: Well no doubt, Charlie Marr is in a rather foul mood over what happened earlier tonight when he attempted to extend an olive branch to The Fallen Angel. The Fallen Angel basically spit in his face and put Charlie’s chances of winning tonight in jeopardy.
Kassidy Heart: Are we watching the same show? :skip: The tried to fuck with the man’s sobriety which was hilarious to watch, but poorly executed by Charlie.
Stew-O: Charlie Marr wasn’t extending an olive branch. He had every intention of humiliating The Fallen Angel and it backfired big time on him. If you ask me, he deserved everything he got and I’m sure The Fallen Angel has more in store for him come King of Elite.
(Charlie is in the ring now and he signals that he is ready for this match. Xander sneaks a look over at Kassidy, who is largely ignored during his entrance, but now that it’s showtime, he wants to make sure she’s watching. Kassidy replies by giving him her middle finger.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Kassidy Heart: I’m sure this is about to be boring as fuck.
Stew-O: :wtf: Then why are you out here?
Kassidy Heart: Because I can do whatever the fuck I want. Now shut the hell up unless you’re going to actually call this match.
Jake Mercer: For once I’m not the most polarizing person on the panel :wow:
(There is a bit of an awkward silence, until Stew-O finally clears his clear as the action inside the ring gets underway.)
Stew-O: Our match is underway as our competitors start circling one another. Xander immediately goes for the collar-and-elbow tie-up, but Charlie’s not having it. He side steps Xander and slaps him in the back of the head!
Kassidy Heart: Did you see how his hand just bounced right off Xander’s fat head?
Jake Mercer: :mjlol: Well Xander doesn’t seem too happy about that at all. He shoves Charlie Marr, and Charlie fires back with a nice looking right hand that catches Xander square in the jaw! Xander with a right hand of his own and now these two are slugging it out! Xander gains the advantage and he takes Charlie by the wrist, and whips him into the corner! Xander barrels forward but Charlie moves! Xander misses the big boot and Charlie from behind with a roll-up!
Stew-O: Xander rolls through! Both men are quickly back to their feet and Charlie catches Xander with a chop to the chest! Xander with a chop of his own! Charlie slams his foot into Xander’s stomach and nails him with a huge European uppercut! Xander’s head snaps back and Charlie whips him into the ropes! Xander ducks the lariat, and he comes flying back at Charlie with a lariat of his own! Charlie goes down and Xander drops down for the quick cover!
OOONNNEEE!!!
Jake Mercer: Charlie quickly powers out and Xander helps him up. Xander puts some space between Charlie and himself, and he goes for OVERDOSE!
Stew-O: NO! CHARLIE BLOCKED THE DISCUS PALM STRIKE! Shoot style kicks to the legs now! Charlie is lighting up Xander with those brutal kicks! He shoves Xander to the side, runs the ropes, and comes back at him with a running knee strike! He connects right on Xander’s jaw, grabs him up, and there’s ‘The Headmaster Ritual’!!!
Kassidy Heart: Not gunna be enough, I’m afraid.
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTT-
Jake Mercer: Xander powers out! Charlie jerks Xander up and keeps him grounded by cinching in a headlock. Xander is looking to free himself, but Charlie keeps control. Xander is getting his feet underneath him, though, and he is using his legs to power both men up. Xander catches Charlie with an elbow to the gut, forcing Charlie to break the hold! Xander shoves Charlie away but Charlie comes firing back with a forearm that catches Xander right in the face! Xander staggers back to the ropes and wisely grabs them, forcing the referee to step in and keep Charlie away from him.
Kassidy Heart: Yes, because that’s going to make sure Charlie follows the rules!
Stew-O: Fair point. Charlie backs that right up by shoving the referee to the side and grabbing Xander by the hair. Xander retaliates by raking the face and grabs Charlie by the neck and throws him to the outside of the ring!
Jake Mercer: Xander drops to the ground and Charlie eats a nasty looking right hand to the jaw. Xander drives his knee into Charlie’s gut and stomps him down into a sitting position. Xander backs up around the ring and takes off running, BUT CHARLIE IS UP AND CATCHES XANDER WITH A BIG BOOT! Xander falls back against the ringpost, and Charlie grabs him by the hair, and bounces his face off the hardest part of the ring! Charlie then slams the side of Xander’s head into the ringpost! Xander slumps to the ground and Charlie kicks him right in the face!
Stew-O: Charlie helps him up and he’s peppering Xander with forearms now. The referee is trying to get Charlie to bring the action back into the ring, but we all know that Charlie Marr doesn’t listen to anyone other than himself. He grabs Xander by the arm and throws him into the barricades! Another running start from Charlie and he looks to clothesline Xander over the barricades!
Jake Mercer: NO! Xander with a back body drop and he sends Charlie sprawling onto the unprotected floor! Xander dives towards the ring to break up the three count but he’s back on the outside now. He reaches over the barricades and grabs Charlie by the beard, dragging back up, and throwing a forearm to the side of the head. Xander drapes Charlie stomach first across that damn barricade and he quickly sprints to the ring. Xander is on the apron now and leaps off… FOLDING CHARLIE IN HALF WITH A DIVING LEGDROP!!!
Kassidy Heart: I thought Xander Payne didn’t do aerial moves? :skip:
Jake Mercer: :comeagain: Xander Payne won the Junior Goodwill Games gold medal in platform diving back in 1997.
Kassidy Heart: :wtf: Xander would have been only nine and the Junior Goodwill Games was made up by the Mighty Ducks franchise.
Stew-O: It was literally just a legdrop guys…
Kassidy Heart: Whatever. Xander doesn’t immediately go for the cover. He’s got Charlie up and there’s ‘Riptide’! Package Fallaway Powerbomb connects and Xander goes for the cover!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Kassidy Heart: NOT ENOUGH!
Stew-O: Charlie kicks out and that’s not surprising. He’s a Triple Crown holder and one of the very best we have in this sport. His actions leave a lot to be desired but there’s no denying how difficult it is to keep a man like Charlie Marr down.
Kassidy Heart: Triple Crown. :usure: I hardly think a shared National Elite Championship reign counts…
Jake Mercer: It counts to Charlie :wow:
Kassidy Heart: Could never be so desperate to count something like that :mjlol:
Stew-O: Xander mounts Charlie and there he goes! He is hammering away on the former World Heavyweight Champion! Charlie is quick to shove Xander off though, but Xander dives back towards him looking for another shot to the face! Charlie manages to get his foot up and it connects with Xander’s jaw! He hurries towards the ropes and quickly hauls himself back up as Xander comes barreling towards him! Charlie lifts Xander up and dumps him over the top rope, but Xander lands on the apron! He clubs Charlie in the back of the head and hits him with a shoulder thrust to the kidney area! Charlie stumbles forward and Xander is back into the ring! He grabs Charlie from behind, but Charlie blocks the German suplex attempt! He elbows Xander in the side of the head, and Irish whips him into the corner! Charlie with a running corner clothesline! He follows it up with a jumping knee strike that connects to Xander’s jaw! He grabs Xander by the hair and drags him to the center of the ring where he spikes him with a brutal looking DDT! Charlie with the cover!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Jake Mercer: Xander Payne kicks out!
Kassidy Heart: Charlie quickly scoops up Xander and they’re back to trading blows now. Charlie manages to get the upper-hand here and he takes Xander by the hair and drags him face first across the ring rope! That was a kewt lil move.
Jake Mercer: From the man who has been voted ‘Best Beard’ by People Magazine for the last four years.
Kassidy: :comeagain:
Stew-O: Xander is grabbing his face, but Charlie is quick to use his advantage and he jams his thumb into Xander’s eye. Xander falls back into the corner, and Charlie punches him in the head. Charlie with another right hand that connects on Xander and he follows it up with yet another knee to the stomach. Charlie drags Xander out of the corner and puts him down a snap suplex! He runs the ropes only to come right back at Xander and drop a knee down across the man’s throat! Charlie quickly hooks the leg.
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWW-
Jake Mercer: This match continues on as Xander kicks out agan. Charlie is back to his feet and helps Xander up as well. He hauls him up and drops him throat first across the top ring rope! Xander falls to the mat and rolls to the outside, staying on the apron, but Charlie slips to the outside. He grabs Xander’s legs and gets them in position, before moving the man, and catapulting him throat first into the bottom rope! You know that had to hurt :wow:
Stew-O: Xander rolls back inside the ring, but the damage has been done. He is clutching his throat and Charlie is quick to take advantage! He stomps on Xander’s throat, interchanging them with stomps to the head and face area. Xander covers up but we all know how aggressive Charlie Marr is. Charlie drops a knee down into the sternum area, and he wraps Xander up in a front facelock. The two men grapple for the advantage down on the mat, and it’s Charlie who manages to wrap Xander up in a modified version of the figure four! Xander begins reaching for the ropes almost immediately!
Kassidy Heart: Charlie’s not exactly known to be a submission specialist, and Xander is using his OBVIOUS weight advantage to try and reverse this move. Charlie is hanging on, but Xander continues to squirm around like a piggy.
Jake Mercer: I wouldn’t really say Xander has that much of an advantage over Charlie, with all due respect of course. There’s only a ten pound difference.
Kassidy Heart: :usure:?
Jake Mercer: I’m just going by their billed weights :wow:
Kassidy Heart: Yeah and for the majority of last season, Xander was billed at like 159 pounds.
Stew-O: That is a pretty good point.
Jake Mercer: Well either way you slice it, Xander has finally reversed the figure four! Charlie is the one in pain now and he has no choice but to let it go. Both men start crawling towards opposite corners, and it’s Charlie who is up first! He doesn’t want to let Xander back into this match so he quickly sprints towards the King of Elite finalist! Charlie looking for a running strike, but Xander moves! Charlie collides with the corner, and Xander from behind with a backstabber! Charlie just got broken in half across Xander’s knees, and very quickly Xander gets Charlie in position! SLAUGHTERHOUSE! HE JUST PLANTED CHARLIE WITH A BRAINBUSTER ACROSS THAT TOP TURNBUCKLE!!! XANDER JERKS CHARLIE UP BY THE WRIST AND SENDS HIM FLYING ACROSS THE RING WITH A MASSIVE SAITO SUPLEX!
Stew-O: Xander calls that ‘After Hours’ and it’s an extremely impressive move. He rushes over to Charlie and quickly drops down for the cover!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRREEE-
Kassidy Heart: :oh: Charlie with the kickout. I guess it’s not that impressive of a move if it can’t keep another man down a three count.
Jake Mercer: To his credit, Xander looks a bit shocked by Charlie’s tenacity. Since returning to EAW, Charlie hasn’t shown a bit of ring rust. He has kept himself in top boy shape and is looking to return to the top of the company. It’s been awhile since Charlie has held championship gold and no doubt he wants to get himself back into the world championship conversation.
Stew-O: A win over one of the King of Elite finalists would be the perfect way to go about that but right now Xander does have control of this match. He drags Charlie up to his knees, and strikes him in the head with a solid right hand. Charlie fights back with a shot to the stomach, but Xander replies with a clubbing blow that sends Charlie onto his side. Xander kicks Charlie in the ribs a couple of times before stepping back and now he is looking over here.
Kassidy Heart: Xander’s attention is better served focusing on his opponent. He has no business taking his eyes off of Charlie Marr.
(Xander walks over to the ropes and leans against them, looking down at Kassidy.)
Xander Payne: (off-mic) You smell like rotting silicone and burnt plastic.
Kassidy Heart: Oh brother. 🙄
Jake Mercer: I think you’re right about Xander needing to keep his eyes on Charlie, though. Charlie is back to his feet and he is sneaking up behind Xander! Xander turns around but he’s greeted with a kick to the stomach AND CHARLIE HOOKS THE ARMS! ‘THE QUEEN IS DEAD’! DOUBLE UNDERHOOK DDT CONNECTS! CHARLIE HAS THIS MATCH WON AND GOES FOR THE COVER!!
Stew-O: NO! THE REFEREE IS POINTING OUT THAT XANDER’S FEET ARE UNDER THE ROPES! CHARLIE SLAMS HIS HAND DOWN ON THE MAT AND DRAGS XANDER AWAY FROM THE ROPES! HE COVERS HIM AGAIN AND NOW THE REFEREE GOES TO MAKE THE COUNT!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
Kassidy Heart: XANDER SHOOTS HIS ARM UP AT THE LAST POSSIBLE SECOND! Charlie’s lack of in-ring awareness just cost him a win, and that’s fucking annoying. It’s not like I want to see either man win, because I hate them both, but at the very least Charlie could have at least humbled Xander just a bit.
Stew-O: Charlie looks pretty annoyed as well right now. He knows the ring positioning is what kept him from winning the match just now. He has to go back to work and get his head back together. Charlie helps Xander to his feet and he looks to nail him with a right hand. Xander is able to block the shot, and he catches Charlie in the jaw with a forearm. Charlie tries to whip Xander into the ropes, but Xander plants his feet and looks to make a reversal. Charlie doesn’t budge either, but Xander! XANDER! XANDER WITH A PALM STRIKE! CHARLIE IS OFF BALANCE AND HERE COMES XANDER! XANDER WITH OVERDOSE! THE DISCUS PALM STRIKE!
Jake Mercer: NO! CHARLIE DUCKS AND HE GRABS XANDER AND WHIPS HIM INTO THE ROPES! XANDER DUCKS A LARIAT! CHARLIE WHIRLS AROUND AND HERE COMES XANDER! XANDER LEAPS IN THE AIR AND TAKES CHARLIE DOWN WITH A FLYING CROSS BODY! XANDER GRABS THE LEGS FOR A PIN!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Kassidy Heart: A KICK OUT FROM CHARLIE THIS TIME! Charlie is holding his chest as he rolls away from Xander, but at least the fat fuck is smart enough to know that he’s created an opening for himself. He drives his elbow down in Charlie’s chest and follows that up with a punch straight to the heart! Charlie starts rolling towards the ropes again but Xander is right there to stop him! He grabs Charlie up and pulls him up in the powerbomb position! Survival mode kicks in for Charlie and he hammers away on Xander! Xander loses his grip on Charlie and Charlie looks for a quick DDT! Xander spins out of the way and he grabs Charlie! Xander tries for a stunner, but Charlie pushes him away! Charlie looking for a spinning heel kick, but Xander grabs the leg, spins Charlie around and takes him down with a discus clothesline! Charlie is on his back and there goes Xander! JUMPING SEATED SENTON!
Jake Mercer: DOES NOT CONNECT! CHARLIE MOVED! XANDER LANDED ON HIS BUTT! BOTH MEN MAKE THEIR WAY BACK UP, BUT XANDER SEES THAT CHARLIE IS IN THE CORNER! XANDER WITH A RUNNING START, BUT CHARLIE MOVES! XANDER COLLIDES CHEST FIRST INTO THE CORNER AND CHARLIE QUICKLY NAILS HIM WITH A STEP-UP ENZIGURI! XANDER STUMBLES OUT OF THE CORNER BUT A RUNNING, JUMPING HIGH KNEE CATCHES XANDER IN THE FACE! CHARLIE FOLLOWS WITH A RUNNING FOREARM SMASH! XANDER SLUMPS DOWN INTO A SITTING POSITION AND CHARLIE JUST STRUCK HIM THE TEMPLE WITH A KNEE! CHARLIE DRAGS XANDER OUT OF THE CORNER, PUNCHING HIM IN THE HEAD, AND HE PULLS XANDER UP!!!
Stew-O: THE HEADMASTER RITUAL! THE SPINEBUSTER HAS PLANTED XANDER INTO THE MAT! CHARLIE ELECTS NOT TO GO FOR THE COVER THOUGH! HE IS MAKING HIS WAY TO THE ROPES! CHARLIE DOESN’T GO HIGH RISK VERY OFTEN BUT I THINK HE WANTS TO MAKE A STATEMENT HERE TONIGHT AT XANDER PAYNE’S EXPENSE! CHARLIE IS PERCHED ON THE TOP ROPE AND THERE. HE. GOES! ‘TOUCH THE SKY’!! THE DIVING DOUBLE FOOT STOMP TO XANDER PAYNE!!!
Kassidy Heart: NOT SO FAST! XANDER ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY AND CHARLIE’S KNEE JUST BUCKLED! CHARLIE COMES UP A BIT LIMP AND XANDER HAS PULLED HIMSELF ONTO THE APRON! XANDER IS UP TO HIS FEET AND HE DIVES BETWEEN THE ROPES TO CATCH CHARLIE WITH A SHOULDER TO THE GUT! CHARLIE DOUBLES OVER, LEAVING HIMSELF OPEN TO AN ATTACK AND XANDER GRABS HIM BY THE HEAD AND SNAPS CHARLIE’S THROAT ACROSS THE TOP ROPE! CHARLIE FALLS FLAT ON HIS BACK! XANDER DROPS TO THE GROUND AND HE HAS THAT INJURED LEG! HE SLAMS THE BACK OF CHARLIE’S KNEE INTO THE EDGE OF THE APRON! :yikes:!
Jake Mercer: Xander is definitely pleased with himself and he’s looking right at you, Kassidy. It seems as if Xander wants to let you know that a similar fate is in store for you come King of Elite.
Kassidy Heart: :mjlol: I’m not even going to entertain the thought of Xander Payne being any type of threat to me.
Stew-O: Go ahead and tell him that.
(Xander has made his way over to the broadcast table and has his eyes locked on Kassidy. There’s some history there between the two of them dating back to Grand Rampage 2019.)
Xander Payne: (off-mic) I pinned you once, and I’ll do it again. You know that you’re NOTHING compared to me, you disgusting, nasty slut.
(Once again, Kassidy’s response to Xander is to merely roll her eyes.)
Jake Mercer: XANDER JUST SLAPPED THE HEADSET RIGHT OFF KASSIDY’S HEAD AND FOLLOWED IT UP WITH A SLAP TO HER FACE! KASSIDY LOOKS OUTRAGED RIGHT NOW AND SHE LAUNCHES HERSELF AT XANDER! THE REFEREE BOLTS OUT OF THE RING TO BREAK UP THE FIGHT AS KASSIDY SLAMS HER FIST RIGHT INTO XANDER’S LEFT EYE! THE REFEREE IS ABLE TO SHOVE KASSIDY BACK AND XANDER QUICKLY SLIPS BACK INTO THE RING! CHARLIE IS WAITING THOUGH! CHARLIE WITH A LOW BLOW FROM BEHIND BUT XANDER DOESN’T GO DOWN! CHARLIE LOOKS A BIT SHOCKED RIGHT NOW!
Xander Payne: (off-mic) :mjlol2: I’M WEARING A CUP, BITCH!
Stew-O: CHARLIE GRABS XANDER BY THE WRIST, BUT XANDER REVERSES THE WHIP! THE REFEREE IS GETTING BACK INTO THE RING NOW AND THERE’S KASSIDY! SHE HAS A CHAIR! SHE DOESN’T NOTICE THAT XANDER REVERSED THE WHIP AND SHE SLAMS THE CHAIR INTO CHARLIE’S BACK!
Kassidy Heart: (off-mic) FUCK!
Jake Mercer: XANDER PAYNE WITH A SMILE ON HIS FACE SLAMS INTO THE ROPES AND SENDS KASSIDY SPRAWLING ONTO THE FLOOR! XANDER GOES BACK TO CHARLIE AND HE LOOKS TO FINISH OFF THIS MATCH! CHARLIE IS FAVORING HIS BACK AND HIS RIGHT LEG! REMEMBER, HE WAS VIOLENTLY ATTACKED AND PUT THROUGH A TABLE BY THE FALLEN ANGEL EARLIER TONIGHT AND THERE’S NOTHING HE CAN DO RIGHT NOW! ‘PAYNEKILLER’!!! THE SPINNING VARIATION OF THE PACKAGE PILEDRIVER LAYS OUT CHARLIE AND XANDER WITH THE COVER!!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Stew-O: KASSIDY DIVES INTO THE RING WITH THE CHAIR TO BREAK UP THE PIN!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Jake Mercer: SHE’S TOO LATE TO STOP THE PIN! XANDER WINS BUT KASSIDY CRACKS THE CHAIR OVER XANDER’S BACK! HE ROLLS OFF CHARLIE AND KASSIDY RAISES THE CHAIR ABOVE HER HEAD AGAIN! THE REFEREE TRIES TO GRAB IT BUT KASSIDY BARES HER TEETH, AND THAT SENDS HIM RUNNING FROM THE RING! KASSIDY SLAMS THE CHAIR DOWN ACROSS XANDER’S MID-SECTION!
Stew-O: NO! HE GRABBED THE CHAIR! XANDER HAS THE CHAIR! THEY’RE FIGHTING OVER THE CHAIR NOW AND IT’S XANDER WHO WRESTLES IT AWAY FROM KASSIDY AND BOOTS HER IN THE STOMACH WITH IT! XANDER LOOKS TO SLAM IT DOWN ON THE BACK OF KASSIDY’S HEAD BUT HERE COMES TLA! :damn:! :damn:! :damn:! I DIDN’T EVEN KNOW HE WAS HERE TONIGHT!!!
Jake Mercer: TLA SNATCHES THE CHAIR FROM XANDER AND TOSSES IT OUT OF THE RING! XANDER WHIRLS AROUND AND TLA WITH A ‘SWAG SHOT’!!! TLA CATCHES XANDER IN THE STOMACH AND THERE IT IS! THE MEXICAN DESTROYER! TLA HAS PUT DOWN XANDER WITH HIS FINISHER!
Stew-O: HE TURNS HIS ATTENTION TO KASSIDY WHO WAS COMING UP FROM BEHIND! TLA BLOCKS A GERMAN SUPLEX ATTEMPT AND REACHES AROUND TO GRAB KASSIDY BY THE HAIR! HE FLIPS HER OVER INTO A SITTING POSITION AND KICKS HER IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD! TLA TAKES KASS AND DRAGS HER TO THE ROPES! HE GETS A RUNNING START AND THERE’S ‘305’!!! THE 619 CONNECTS ON KASSIDY AND HE SCOOPS HER UP, SLAMMING HER DOWN ON TOP OF XANDER!
Jake Mercer: :mjlol: That positioning though! 69! 69! Haaaaaaaaaay!!!!
Stew-O: :mjlol: TLA GOES TO THE TOP ROPE AND HE IS ABOUT TO SEND A HUGE STATEMENT TO HIS KING OF ELITE OPPONENTS! HE TAKES THE SKIES AND FLIES!!! ‘BURNOUT’!!! THE CORKSCREW 360 SENTON HITS THE MARK AND TLA ROLLS OFF KASSIDY AND XANDER, GETTING TO HIS KNEES AND RAISING HIS HANDS IN THE AIR!!!!
(The virtual crowd absolutely erupts into cheers as “Ambitionz az a Ridah” by Tupac begins to blast across the PA system.)
Stew-O: WOW! What an ending to a great match between Xander Payne and Charlie Marr. I think both of us knew that Kassidy and Xander would end up going at it before everything was said and done, but I really had no idea that TLA was even in the building tonight.
Jake Mercer: Me either, but with the stakes this high and that King of Elite crown up for grabs for three first time finalists, it’s anyone’s world championship shot to win at this point. TLA shocked all of us with a surprise visit to Dynasty, humiliated both of his opponents, and no doubt cemented his status as the fan favorite to win.
(TLA gets to his feet and looks down at the damage done to Xander and Kassidy. No doubt, both of them would come looking for his head after this, but as usual, TLA doesn’t give a fuck about of that. He climbs out the ring and pats himself on the back for a job well done as Dynasty fades to a commercial break.)
(A commercial for WandaVision is shown on Disney Plus, apparently everyone likes that show now)
(The camera fades into Stephie Love standing at the center of the ring)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(‘Tougher Colder Killer’ by El-P plays up to boos as Lethal Consequences made his way out to the stage nonchalantly. He had the World Heavyweight Championship around his shoulder as he didn’t waste any time making his way down the ramp and to the ring)
Stephie Love: Introducing first… from Oakland, California… weighing in at 230 pounds… he is the WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION… THE INEVITABLE… LETHAL CONSEQUENCES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Well it was an interesting week for LC last week as after a contract signing with his opponent at King of Elite, Dray Fontana, Dray came out at the end and cost LC his match against Xander! And I know that’s gotta make LC a very unhappy person.
Flannery McCoy: Well with that it probably fuels his drive to make sure that he comes out victorious tonight, considering his opponent is on a higher scale than who it was last week, LC comes out tonight with a motivation and desire to win beyond others because of the title around his shoulder, and I’m sure we’re going to be seeing that tonight.
Jake Mercer: IT’S LC TIME BOYZZZZ! I’M READY FOR ANOTHER HIGH CALIBER 5 STAR ON THE MERCER RATING MATCH WITH NONE OTHER THAN OUR WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! IT’S TIME!
(LC makes his way around the ring before climbing up the steel steps and entering in. He climbs up to the top rope and raises the World Heavyweight Championship in the air before jumping down as he makes his way over to his corner as ‘Tougher Colder Killer’ fades out. ‘Surfin’’ by Kid Cudi plays up to loud cheers as Serena Bennett makes her way to the stage with the Universal Women’s Championship. She poses with her title in hand as she smirks before looking over to the camera as she makes her way down the ramp and to the ring)
Stephie Love: And his opponent… from Compton, California… weighing in at 114 pounds… she is the UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION… SERENA BENNETT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Well I’m sure as you saw earlier in the night this isn’t the first time we’ve seen Serena tonight. Making her Universal Women’s Championship match against Eris LeCava official for King of Elite, she made sure to take Eris down to teach her a lesson and I’m sure that’s going to come back around at some point in time.
Flannery McCoy: No doubt about it but right now Serena has to have her focus elsewhere in our main event tonight as she has a big match against the EAW World Heavyweight Champion that I’m sure she doesn’t want to screw up. Despite the platform she’s on right now which is already high, beating LC would show that she’s possibly one of the best talents on Dynasty, and that wouldn’t be all so much a surprise to me if she does so.
Jake Mercer: I’ll admit, I think Serena has taken this whole Eris thing too far. You see, I had a certain situation like this where I liked this woman-
Stew-O & Flannery McCoy: STOP!
Jake Mercer: :comeagain:
(Serena makes her way around the ring as she jumps up onto the apron and once again poses with her title in hand before she enters into the ring. Circling around before finding herself at the center of the ring as she poses before raising her title one last time and making her way over to her corner as ‘Surfin’’ faded out and the Ref signaled for the bell)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: Here we go as the main event of tonight is underway! Both LC and Serena are immediately heading over to the center of the ring as they lock up into a collar-and-elbow! LC and Serena jockeying for position as LC is beginning to push Serena up against a corner! The Ref coming in as he forces a break as LC is forced to seperate, but he strikes Serena in the face before he does!
Flannery McCoy: Some animosity between the two as both of them are beginning to circle around the ring again, LC making his way back towards the center! BUT SERENA LEAPS INTO THE AIR AND TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A CALF KICK! LC taken by surprise as he’s sent down to the ground and sitting up but is already getting up to a knee, BUT SERENA WITH A KNEE TO HIS FACE TAKING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND IN TRANSITION!
Jake Mercer: LC feeling the effects as he falls down to his back and grabs onto his face. Serena bringing him up now and sending him into another Irish whip to the ropes as LC rebounds back towards her, SERENA GOING FOR A KICK TO THE FACE OF LC! But LC manages to barely duck under, AS HE SWEEPS SERENA’S LEG AND SENDS HER DOWN TO THE GROUND! LC back up to a stable position as Serena brings her head up, BUT LC LEAPS UP INTO THE AIR AND CONNECTS WITH A KNEE DROP TO THE BACK OF HER HEAD TO MAKE SURE SHE STAYS DOWN FOR GOOD MEASURE!
Stew-O: LC bringing Serena’s head up as he cinches in a headlock now forcing Serena to reach out to the ropes for a gasp of air! Serena though quickly realizing an escape route as she plants her feet to the ground and is beginning to get up to her feet in an attempt to slip out of the hold that LC has synched in right now! As she slams a elbow into his gut to force him to let go!
Flannery McCoy: LC letting go as he stumbles backwards towards the ropes, AS SERENA RUNS FORWARD AND GOES FOR A CLOTHESLINE TO SEND HIM OVER! BUT IT’S LC THAT MANAGES TO GRAB HER AND LIFT HER OVER THE TOP ROPE AND SEND HER DOWN TO THE RINGSIDE AREA!
Jake Mercer: Which is what would’ve happened but Serena grabbed onto the top rope just in time! Serena managing to pull himself up as she gets up onto the apron, LC throws a punch! BUT SERENA GRABS HIM BY THE HEAD AND PULLS HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE HIMSELF! Serena rolling back into the ring as LC gets up onto the apron, AS SERENA CONNECTS WITH AN ENZUIGIRI SENDING HIM FLYING OFF THE APRON IN RETURN!
Stew-O: LC tumbles down to the ringside area as he’s rolling away and grabbing onto the barricade attempting to recover now. Serena waiting outside the ring as she’s pacing around taking as much time as she needs to to catch her breath, as LC jumps up onto the apron! AND SERENA RUNS TO THE ROPES AS SHE LEAPS OFF AND ATTEMPTS A SPRINGBOARD DROPKICK TO SEND HIM FLYING OUT!
Flannery McCoy: But LC drops the ropes as Serena meets nothing but air! Serena falling flat down onto her stomach but is rolling over to the center of the ring to create distance just for a moment to get back up to her feet! AS LC RUNS FORWARD AND GOES FOR A FLYING FOREARM SMASH WHICH TAKES SERENA DOWN ONCE MORE!
Jake Mercer: Serena down on the ground but before she can do anything LC is grabbing her head and dragging her up onto her feet, as he sends a knee strike towards her gut! Serena doubling over as now it’s LC throwing Serena to the ropes and back, AS LC GOES FOR A LARIAT TOWARDS THE HEAD OF SERENA TO TAKE HER DOWN!
Stew-O: But Serena manages to duck under it just barely as she runs to the ropes and back now! LC turning around, BUT SERENA WITH A RUNNING DROPKICK TO TAKE LC DOWN TO A SEATED POSITION! Serena keeping it going as she turns around and is running back to the ropes, AND CONNECTS WITH A PENALTY KICK TOWARDS THE FACE OF LC TO TAKE HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! SERENA WITH A PIN ATTEMPT!
Referee: OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO-
Flannery McCoy: BUT LC KICKS OUT BEFORE THREE! Serena slowly getting back up to her feet as LC is following behind her doing the same! As Serena gets up and kicks LC dead in the face! LC forced to stay on a knee as Serena grabs him, AND GRABS HIM BY THE ARM AS SHE SLAMS HIM DOWN WITH A QUICK ARM DRAG! Serena keeping ahold of his arm as she gets back up to her feet, AND DROPS A KNEE DOWN ONTO IT TO FOLLOW UP!
Jake Mercer: Serena making sure to inflict as much damage as possible while she has the chance in this matchup. LC grabbing his arm and rolling over to the bottom rope as fast as he can to grab onto the bottom rope. Serena running to the ropes and back as she comes right towards him, AND GOES FOR A BASEBALL SLIDE!
Stew-O: BUT IT’S LC THAT USES THE MIDDLE ROPE TO PULL HIMSELF UP AND LETS SERENA SLIDE COMPLETELY OUT OF THE RING AND TO THE OUTSIDE! Serena tumbling down in a whole lot of pain at the moment as LC is dropping down out of the ring and grabbing Serena by the head looking to follow up! AS LC THROWS THE UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION INTO THE BARRICADE!
Flannery McCoy: Serena falling down to the ground as LC is grabbing her by the head and dragging her around the ring, AS HE THROWS HER FACE FIRST INTO THE RINGPOST! Serena stumbling away as she manages to keep herself up onto her feet by going forward and grabbing onto the barricade! LC making his way over as he’s grabbing her by the head and now rolling her back into the ring as he follows her back in as well!
Jake Mercer: LC making his way over and grabbing her by the head as he brings her up onto her feet, and pulls her in for another knee strike towards her gut! Serena managing to stay up, as it’s LC who transitions with an axe handle to the back of her head to keep it going! Serena dropping down to her knees as LC pulls her back up, but it’s Serena with a kick to his gut! Serena beginning to fight back now with quick lefts and rights to send LC over to the ropes! LC backed up against the ropes as Serena runs to the opposite side and back, AS SHE SENDS A KNEE STRAIGHT INTO THE GUT OF LETHAL CONSEQUENCES!
Stew-O: LC falling down to the ground as Serena grabs him by the arm and pulls him over to the center of the ring, AS SHE PULLS HIM IN AND TAKES HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH A QUICK LARIAT! Serena transitioning as she grabs LC’s head and locks in a quick chin lock! But LC already has a leg propped as he gets up quickly with all his might and takes Serena down to the ground with a snapmare! LC running to the ropes and back, AS HE GOES FOR A ROLLING WHEEL KICK TO TRANSITION!
Flannery McCoy: BUT SERENA CATCHES HIM WITH CAPTAIN HOOK! BIG UPPERCUT ACROSS THE JAW OF LC TAKES HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND AS SERENA GOES FOR THE PIN!
Referee: OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTTHHHH-
Jake Mercer: BUT LETHAL CONSEQUENCES GETS THE SHOULDER UP!
Stew-O: LC powering out but Serena not questioning it as she’s back up to her feet and falling against the ropes. Serena grabbing onto the turnbuckle now as she’s beginning to climb up to the top rope to gain the momentum in someway shape or form as she ascends up the turnbuckles! LC is still down on the ground still I’m sure completely confused on what just happened as Serena is up top and positions herself! SERENA LEAPING OFF THE TOP ROPE AND GOING FOR A BIG FROG SPLASH THAT WOULD ABSOLUTELY CRUSH THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!
Flannery McCoy: BUT LC GETS THE KNEES UP! Serena launches up out of pure pain as she stumbles up to her feet and turns around! AS LC TRANSITIONS IT INTO DEAD EXECUTIVE! STUNNER DROPS SERENA DOWN TO THE GROUND AS SERENA GOES FOR THE PIN!
Referee: OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRR-
Jake Mercer: BUT NOW IT’S SERENA THAT KICKS OUT OF THE PIN ATTEMPT!
Stew-O: LC with frustration beginning to show as he’s beginning to get back up to his feet and circle around the lifeless body of Serena Bennett at the moment. LC waiting for her to get back up as Serena is slowly beginning to recover just enough to get herself up onto her knee! Chances are she’s trying to get her bearings back not knowing what the World Heavyweight Champion has in store for her!
Flannery McCoy: LC IS GOING FOR LCR! JUDAS EFFECT TO THE BRIDGE OF SERENA’S NOSE THAT COULD QUITE POSSIBLY SECURE HIM THE VICTORY!
Jake Mercer: TRAP QUEEN! ANACONDA VICE IS LOCKED IN TIGHT AS IF THERE’S ONE THING THAT LETHAL CONSEQUENCES DIDN’T EXPECT IS FOR SERENA BENNETT TO TURN IT AROUND LIKE THAT ON A DIME!
Stew-O: Serena with all of her might locking that hold in! Using every ounce of power left in her after kicking out of Dead Executive to make sure that LC taps out right here and now! LC is trying to fight as much as he can but he can only flail a arm in the air in an attempt to escape out of it! But I don’t think he sees any leeway to escape! I think he might just have to tap here! Will we be seeing the end of our main event right now?!
Flannery McCoy: BUT NOW LOOK AT THIS! LC USING HIS FREE HAND TO PUSH SERENA’S HEAD AS HE BEGINS TO SLAM KNEE AFTER KNEE TOWARDS THE BACK OF HER HEAD! SERENA TRYING TO KEEP THE HOLD LOCKED IN AS MUCH AS SHE CAN BUT LC IS CONTINUING TO FIGHT TO FIND A WAY TO GET OUT OF IT! AND HE MANAGES TO FREE HIMSELF FROM THE TRAP QUEEN HOLD!
Jake Mercer: LC immediately taking the time to roll out of the ring because that has had to taken its toll on him as he grabs onto the edge of the apron to keep himself up onto a knee. Serena realizes this as she slowly recovers and is beginning to make her way out onto the apron! This definitely isn’t good as LC gets back up to his feet! SERENA RUNNING FORWARD AND LEAPING OFF OF THE APRON AS SHE GOES FOR A METEORA TO THE OUTSIDE!
Stew-O: BUT LC MANAGES TO EVADE IT AS SERENA CRASHES DOWN AT RINGSIDE TO THE GROUND!
Flannery McCoy: LC rolling himself back into the ring as Serena struggling to recover is looking to follow as she makes her way over and clutches onto the apron! Serena up onto the apron now as LC is up as well and he runs over, AND GOES FOR A FOREARM TO THE FACE OF SERENA TO SEND HER OFF AGAIN! BUT SERENA USES THE ROPES TO CONNECT WITH AN ENZUIGIRI TO THE FACE OF LC! Serena making her way up to the top rope now as LC is struggling to keep himself upward but he turns around to face her!
Jake Mercer: AS SERENA LEAPS OFF OF THE TOP ROPE AND TAKES LC DOWN WITH A METEORA! SERENA GOING FOR THE PIN!
Referee: OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEE-
Stew-O: BUT IT’S LC THAT GETS THE SHOULDER UP! KICKOUT! Serena clearly exasperated as this match continues on and she’s right back up to her feet! LC slowly beginning to recover as well as he’s grabbing onto the bottom rope and pulling himself closer to get himself some form of stability! Serena not happy as she runs towards LC, but LC with a forearm to the face of Serena! Serena stumbling back as LC grabs her by the arm and sends her into an Irish whip! But it’s Serena that grabs onto the ropes before anything is able to happen! LC running forward trying to make sure that the advantage that he has right now isn’t let go, BUT SERENA WITH A BIG KICK TO THE FACE OF LC! LC stumbling back as Serena grabs him by the head and throws him out through the middle rope! Serena bracing herself now as she runs to the ropes and back!
Flannery McCoy: AS SHE LEAPS THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE TO TAKE HIM DOWN WITH A SUICIDE DIVE! Serena on a roll right now as she grabs LC by the head and rolls him back into the ring and looks to follow through because with this momentum this is the chance that she needs to get back into this-
(All of a sudden, Serena is stopped. The camera pans to the ringside floor once more as a hand has reached out from under the ring and grabbed at the leg of Serena. Serena tries to shake her leg free to no use as she attempts to kick downward. It doesn’t take long before in frustration she grabs the arm and completely pulls her out of the ring as it’s revealed to be…)
Jake Mercer: ERIS LECAVA! WHAT IS SHE DOING UNDER THE RING!
(Eris with a sinister look on her face immediately lets go of Serena and backs up against the ring with a smirk. The Ref looks over the ropes and looks over at Serena as the Ref continues to count. Serena is yelling at the Ref to see what just happened but it’s too late as Eris has already retreated back into the ring. Serena in pure frustration looks with even more determination as she knows she has to have a match to continue as she quickly rolls back into the ring…)
Stew-O: LC! DEAD EXECUTIVE! STUNNER ONCE MORE AS SERENA SHOOTS UP! LC TAKING ADVANTAGE OF THAT AS HE RUNS FORWARD!
Flannery McCoy: LCR! JUDAS EFFECT CONNECTS WHICH SENDS SERENA DOWN TO THE GROUND! LC DRAGGING SERENA TO THE CENTER OF THE RING AS HE GOES FOR THE PIN! FOR THE WIN!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Tougher Colder Killer’ plays up as Lethal Consequences is handed his World Heavyweight Championship as he slowly begins to get up to his feet. He’s a bit confused but that doesn’t really matter in his head as he takes his World Championship and raises it high in the air before bringing it down onto his shoulder as he climbs up to the top rope and raises his hands in the air to the boos of the crowd)
(Meanwhile Eris LeCava is seen dusting herself off at ringside as she begins to make her exit. She sees a knocked out Serena in the ring as she gives a sarcastic smile before blowing a kiss as she turns on her heels and skips away from the scene as LC continues his celebration)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner, the WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION… LETHAL CONSEQUENCES!!!!!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: WOO! BIG LC! I KNEW HE’D HAVE IT IN HIM TO GET THIS VICTORY!
Stew-O: But Eris LeCava interfered in the match…
Jake Mercer: I didn’t see a thing. :mjpls:
Flannery McCoy: Well anyways I’m sure LC doesn’t care either. Both of them gave it their all in this main event bout but in the end Eris LeCava had to put her hands on Serena to get revenge on what happened earlier in the night and that’s definitely had its effect because of that, Serena just lost her match against the World Heavyweight Champion!
Stew-O: No doubt about it and I’m sure this is a big statement for LC heading into King of Elite and I’m sure Dray Fontana is watching closely as well to take footnotes for what to expect heading into his first major bout for a World Championship-
Flannery McCoy: WELL HE SURE IS WATCHING! LOOK! FROM BEHIND!
Jake Mercer: THE PARAMOUNT! V-TRIGGER TO THE BACK OF LC’S HEAD! DRAY FONTANA IS HERE!
(Dray immediately takes LC down with swiftness as he looks down at him, slightly shaking his head before grabbing him and dragging him up to his feet, not wasting his time making a statement at his expense)
Stew-O: FONTANA ‘97! DRAY LEAPS INTO THE AIR AND DROPS LC DOWN TO THE GROUND! DRAY STANDS TALL!
(Dray looks down at the World Heavyweight Championship on the ground as he picks it up and looks towards it. Placing it on his shoulder he grabs LC by his head and brings him up slightly. Putting a finger gun on his head, that’s the last shot that’s seen on Dynasty as from there, it fades out to black)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
