(EAW Logo Buzzes.)
(We open the broadcast with a recap of last week’s events. The show opened with Drake King giving a victory speech following his win at King of Elite where he became the new World Heavyweight Champion. Suddenly, Drake was interrupted by The Visual Prophet who also won big as he became King of the Elite on the same night. Both men had a tense but fun exchange before Viz wanted Drake to prove their friendship and later on in the week, both men challenged Heavenly Hell to a match for their Unified Tag Team Championship. We see a match between Gwyn Gilfried, Nikolas Austin, and Ronan Maloso where Gwyn continued her winning streak as she pinned Austin. Next, newly crowned National Elite champion Kassidy Heart is seen giving an interview before she is berated and then attacked by Nathan Von Liebert backstage and left hurt ahead of her match in the main event. Melissa O’Malley went at it with Lisa Wren that saw the latter picking up the big win. The All Decade couple known as Impact and Sienna Jade are shown berating the fans, management, and various elitist before alluding to them potentially taking a break from EAW with no return in sight. Next, an epic champion vs champion match is shown as Specialist Champ Darcy May Morgan went one on one with New Breed Champ Justin Windgate. Darcy would pull out the win but only after using her Specialist title and cheating. Afterwards, DMM is blindsided and left out cold by Kensington Calhoun-Aster with her belt left right on top of her head.)
(Next, we see a bitter exchange between Osamu Arcichida, Drake King, and TLA where we learn that Drake will be defending his World Heavyweight Championship against both men at Reckless Wiring in a triple threat match. Following this, we see a brutal back and forth match as Nathan Von Liebert would pull off an upset and defeat Lethal Consequences with the DD. Afterwards, a heated rant by Diamond Cage is shown as he berated StarrStan backstage for the public to watch before leaving him gasping for air after choking him. Next, TLA wrestles Angel De Plata Jr and wins with his Burnout finisher as he bounces back from losing his belt at King of Elite. Lastly, we see the show headlining main event match as National Elite champ Kassidy Heart faced off with King of Elite The Visual Prophet. The pair went back and forth before ultimately, Kassidy would submit Viz with her Gawdz Gift submission after Viz was unable to react following the ref’s three count. Before the show could end, out came a raging Lethal Consequences looking forward get revenge on the woman that took his belt but due to Kassidy being wise to his attack, she moved just in time to avoid his assault. Unfortunately for King Viz, he would receive the bashing as LC runs him down and Kassidy escapes unharmed in anyway. We end the recap with Kassidy laughing as LC continues staring her down before we fade out. We return to the live audience as fans are roaring and turning up as Friday Night Dynasty’s intro cuts in and plays. As the intro ends, we get a bit of pyro fired off as Friday Night Dynasty’s theme plays before we get a shot of the commentary trio ringside.)
Stew-O: Welcome everyone! This is Friday Night Dynasty and we are broadcasting live from right here in the Rimrock Auto Center. Dynasty’s home is Billings, Montana and we have an epic edition of FND for the people at home and here tonight!
Flannery McCoy: The coronavirus couldn’t stop this show from hitting the road and bringing the best brand of professional wrestling to our fans, could it?
Jake Mercer: nope! I’ve been washing my hands daily and stocking up on canned fruit and frozen veggies in lieu of our epic new pandemic but even I had to make it here to see some of these fantastic matchups tonight.
Flannery McCoy: You are so heroic for making it here, Mercer.
Jake Mercer: Thanks! I’ve been listening to The Daily podcast and will make my own version of the iconic lotion gif as I repeatedly will be pumping my trusty hand sanitizer and
(Flannery fake sneezes into Jake’s face.)
Flannery McCoy: Excuse me.
Jake Mercer: AAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!
Stew-O: Jake won’t be the only sick thing tonight. A lot of sick matchups including Lethal Consequences vs World Heavyweight Champion Drake King, Gwyn Gilfried and Angel de Plata Jr in a New Breed number one contendership match up, and a main event match between Osamu Arcichida and TLA. Plus much more as-
(‘Another One Bites The Dust’ by Queen blasts out the speakers. Out walks The Visual Prophet bearing an uncharacteristic glare on his face as he is seen with his King of Elite crown on his head, a pair of grey jogging pants, and his own signature EAW T-Shirt. Viz begins trotting to the ring as the fans go nuts.)
Stew-O: King of Elite saw The Visual Prophet reach a new plateau as the man many said couldn’t win “big” matches, won the biggest match of the night and his by defeating Jamie O’Hara and Charlie Marr and becoming this years KING OF THE ELITE. Ever since then, well, he has had a rocky start to his reign as king. Clash of Kingdom saw him dominating Jake Smith before his own taunting led to him losing to Jake in the biggest upset of 2020 so far. Jake Smith gave Vic his first loss of 2020 but it was the loss he suffered last week to Kassidy Heart via his first ever submission loss in EAW.
Flannery McCoy: Don’t forget, Viz then was then attacked accidentally by Lethal Consequences who was aiming for Kassidy Heart but missed her as she ducked out the way.
Jake Mercer: Talk about ending black history month with a black eye.
(The Visual Prophet enters the ring and is handed a microphone. Prophet waves off his music before he begins pacing in the ring as the fans cheer.)
Crowd: KING VIZ!!! KING VIZ!!! KING VIZ!!! KING VIZ!!! KING VIZ!!! KING VIZ!!!
The Visual Prophet: That’s nice, I appreciate the support but to be honest I haven’t felt like a king for a few weeks now. I had this false idea in my head that beating Jamie O’Hara and Charlie Marr at King of Elite would solve everything for me. I’ve been chasing this glory since day one, since the first day I joined EAW. I was screwed out of a chance to even enter the King of Elite tournament a year ago and here I was, back a year later, walking out of the annual extravaganza as King of Elite. I was riding a wave so high that Kelly Slater wanted to surf it with me. Then, I crashed into the jagged rocks known as a motivated Jake Smith. Then, my body washed ashore and I was picked apart by The Mauler Kassidy Heart. I can’t blame either of them, they got me when I wasn’t focused or at my most arrogant and they got two of the biggest wins of their career over the current King of Elite. Jake and Kass should spend the rest of their days bragging and boasting and celebrating this as accomplishments akin to being the first person to walk on the moon or the first dick Sienna Jade swallowed while her cuckold husband sat in the corner in his crusty recliner and made bubblay pour out of his white mamba…
(Viz turns directly to the camera.)
The Visual Prophet: Sorry for the graphic words. But fuck those two and especially fuck Lethal Consequences.
(The crowd gets loud as Viz begins pacing once more.)
The Visual Prophet: You see, I can’t stay too mad at skinny fat Jake and emotionally fragile Kassidy because they did what they had to do and got the best of me in actual matches. What I do have aching my soul is the fact that the old racist beat making klansman Lethal Consequences knocked me square out last week after the match and didn’t show an inkling of remorse or respect for me as King in the aftermath. Here I was, just coming to after being already put out cold by that cum mouth cunt Kass, and I arise to see none other than LC running towards me like a police officer looking for underage girls in Korey Gaines basement. Bam! I’m out cold again from some kind of running elbow or lariat or whatever the hell he hit me with. Next thing I know, I’m backstage with the medical staff having smelling salts waved over my face as they asked me what I remembered. They show me on a monitor what happened, and I pushed my way off the table I was on and began searching for this mustache having rat face nuisance. To my dismay, LC was already long gone and I was left to stew with these thoughts for seven days. Well, I’m done stewing and I’m ready to pop off so…
(Viz leans against the ropes facing the entrance ramp.)
The Visual Prophet: LC you big ol’ geriatric balloon knot sucking son of a bitch…bring your Oakland Unathletic ass down here and face a REAL warrior right now!
Stew-O: Big words from The Visual Prophet!
Jake Mercer: He better not bark up that tree with THE EXTREMIST OF THE DECADE! Bark up that tree and that tree might fall on him harder than it did last week!
(‘Friend vs Friend’ by Company Flow blasts as out steps a laughing Lethal Consequences who is holding a microphone and shaking his head.)
Lethal Consequences: Man. You are a funny lil idiot, man. Out here with your tight ass Fruit of the loom Target sweatpants, hair all girly, not a speck of hair on your face, hollering in front of these people like you want an issue but here’s my issue with your issues. First off, shut up. You are crying and I don’t have enough tissue to give you to wipe up the buckets of water pouring from your face. You gonna make your make up run, son. Numero Uno, you dumb shit eating lil shit, I wasn’t even coming down to the ring last week to acknowledge you. I wasn’t giving a shit about you then and still don’t give one shit about you at this moment either. I was trying to show the bitch that stole my belt something right quick. The cum mouth cunt ducked and you got caught up in the rapture. It is what it is and it’s gonna be what it was. Ain’t no hard feelings from this way, cause I don’t have any feelings towards you. Well, honestly, I always felt like you were a bitch and I don’t feel sorry for inadvertently blasting you in the face last week. But, yeah. I don’t know what the hell you want me to say Jizzy other than suck my dick and get over it.
The Visual Prophet: Get over it?
(LC begins walks down the ramp as Viz starts sarcastically nodding his head.)
Lethal Consequences: :dave: that’s right, bitch.
(Lethal rolls under the bottom rope and gets to his feet as Viz gives him some space.)
Lethal Consequences: Cause I knocked you out clean last week on accident with one strike. You want to make this issue a bigger issue and then I may take issue to you taking an issue with this nonissue and what will ensue is me ensuring your insurance card gets involved after I intentionally injure you, son.
The Visual Prophet: Is that right?
Lethal Consequences: That’s right. Listen, just cause I’m no longer the reigning and defending undisputed universally acclaimed National Extreme elitist champion no mo’, doesn’t mean I still can’t kick your shit in and bury you where you stand. Plus, you on a losing streak of your own and that fancy little tiara on your skull looks pretty easy for me to knock off and stomp on. Your majesty…
The Visual Prophet: You are talking real reckless right now.
Lethal Consequences: I’m talking how I talk and you can either shut the fuck up or-
Stew-O: IKE TURNER SPECIAL! THE SPINNING BACKFIST BY THE VISUALNPROPHET CONNECTS AS HE ROCKS LETHAL CONSEQUENCES AND SENDS HIM DOWN TO ONE KNEE!
Flannery McCoy: Payback is a mother-
Jake Mercer: SHUT YOUR MOUTH! NOT BIG LC! NOT THE EXTREMIST OF THE DECADE! HE ADMITTED HE HIT VIZ BY ACCIDENT BUT THAT LOOKED LIKE THE VISUAL PROPHET JUST COLD CLOCKED HIM ON PURPOSE!
Stew-O: Viz runs to the ropes and begins spinning in the middle of the ring as LC gets to his feet…KISS TO THE HEAD!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: NO!!!! LC DUCKS AND ROLLS RIGHT OUT OF THE RING AS VIZ NARROWLY MISSES HITTING HIM WITH THAT ROLLING ELBOW TO THE FACE! LC is on the outside clutching his jaw after that spinning backfist as Viz stands alone in the ring staring him down.
Stew-O: LC is slowly walking up the entrance ramp as Viz leans down to grab his crown and the microphone.
The Visual Prophet: Where are you going? All that reckless talk almost left you needing that old ass jaw requiring a rewiring. So, since you felt the need to not only avoid apologizing to me and disrespecting me in front of all these little Propheteers…how about you see if you can be the one to keep my little losing streak going, huh? RECKLESS WIRING…Lethal Consequences vs The Visual Prophet. The King of Everything vs a herpes having old bitch! Ye.
Stew-O: What a challenge by King Viz! LC may have not attacked Viz on purpose last week but he will have no choice but to go at it with him at Reckless Wiring!
Flannery McCoy: Talk about a misunderstanding turning into a potential massacre. These men fought before a year ago but seeing them as they are today surely will top their match on Voltage last season!
Jake Mercer: I think King Viz is in for a rude awakening because he may have just pissed off an already perturbed Lethal Consequences!
(The scene fades out as LC is on the ramp waving his finger at a posing King Viz.)
(Commercial for Weight Watchers featuring Showdown Elitist Xander Payne. With Weight Watchers, you too could look like the most beautiful person in 2019!)
(‘Come On’ by Waterproof Blonde hits, as the crowd boos. Ronan Malosi steps out onto the stage, then makes his way down to the ring)
Stephie Love: Ladies and Gentlemen!! The following match is a fatal four way that is set for!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
Stephie Love: Introducing first, from Capetown, South Africa!!! Weighing in at 280lbs!!! THE CAPETOWN CRIPPLER!!! RONAN MALOSI!!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: I love a good Ronan Malosi match! This man is strong, fast, athletic, and mean. This man is by far the most experienced competitor in this match.
Stew-O: Malosi lost to Gwyn Gilfried last week in a triple threat match. This week he looks to bounce back and pick up a win!
(‘Tourettes by Nirvana’ hits, as the crowd cheers loudly! Billy makes his way out onto the stage, as he begins to walk down the ramp. Billy high fives young fans and actually stops to take a selfie with one before his tourettes make him twitch and spaz out)
Billy: FUCK SHIT FUCKING SON OF A BITCH SWEAR!!!
(The child’s parent quickly takes the camera from out of their child’s hand as they don’t want their kid to start swearing abruptly like Billy just did)
Jake Mercer: Aw come on, he can’t help it!! If a man has to let out a little Fuck shit fucking son of a bitch swear, then you let him let out his Fuck shit fucking son of a bitch swear!
Stephie Love: Introducing his opponent!! From Athens Lunatic Asylum!!! Weighing 240lbs!!! BILLLLYYYY
Stew-O: Well this is Billy! Billy has tourettes, but he hasn’t let that stop him from making it to Elite Answers Wrestling! Tonight is his debut, and I can’t wait to see what he has to bring!
Billy(Off-Mic, but loud): SHIT!
(‘Thunderstorm’ From Ninja Gaiden II: The Dark Sword of Chaos hits, as the crowd cheers! Melissa O’Malley steps out onto the stage. Melissa walks down the ramp and flexes for the fans, as she enjoys the roar of the crowd)
Stephie Love: And their opponent!! From the Las Vegas Strip!!! Weighing in at 122lbs!!! SHE IS THE MODERN DAY GLADIATOR!!!!!! MESLISSA O’MALLEY!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Melissa hasn’t had the best start as she is still searching for her first victory since debuting. She’s been impressive in all of her matches, but couldn’t seem to pull it out! We’ll see if she can do so here!!!
(‘I Am a Revenant’ by the Distillers hits, as the crowd gives a mixed reaction. Kasey Kaos steps out onto the stage and makes her way down to the ring.)
Stephie: And lastly, but certainly not least!!! The last competitor in this match!! She is from London, England!! Weighing in at 130lbs!!! MISS MAYHEMMM!!!!! KASEY KAOS!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Kasey Kaos is making her in ring debut tonight! She’s facing some tough competition, but she doesn’t seem fazed at all!
Flannery McCoy: I’m excited to see how she does here tonight!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: Here we go! Four hungry competitors, but only one can walk away as the winner here!
Jake Mercer: It has to be Ronan Malosi here. Look at the size advantage that man has against the three other competitors.
Stew-O: Malosi definitely has size and strength on his side, but I wouldn’t count out any of the other three.
Flannery McCoy: All four elitists stand in their respective corners waiting for the first strike.
Stew-O: And there’s Melissa O’Malley!! She charges at Kasey Kaos! Running forearm to the face of Kasey Kaos by Melissa O’Malley!! Kasey Kaos staggers back, but immediately strikes back with forearm of her own that forces O’Malley to take a few steps back! Now it’s Kasey on the attack, as she leaps up!! DROPKICK by Kasey Kaos!!! It connects!
Jake Mercer: And now on the other side of the ring, it’s Ronan Malosi and Billy trading punches! Ronan! Billy! Another from Ronan! Another one from Billy!!! Ronan! Left jab by Billy! That one stuns the giant, as Billy goes for another strong jab! And another!! Billy winds up for a third consecutive jab!! But wait!
Billy(Off-Mic): FUCKITY SHIT FUCK
Jake Mercer: He stops and begins twitching hard for a second!!! Ronan takes advantage and quickly connects with a running high knee that drops Billy straight to the mat!!
Flannery McCoy: Those are the tourettes that Billy has been struggling all of his life with! It is going to be a tough task for him to overcome his tourettes syndrome and win this match!!
Jake Mercer: Don’t give him any excuses Flannery. He knew what he was signing himself into!
Stew-O: Back over to Kasey Kaos and Melissa O’Malley! O’Malley is still down after that dropkick by Kaos earlier. Kasey walks over to her downed opponent!! Elbow drop! It connects! Kasey quickly gets back up to her feet, and connects with another one!!! Those elbow drops are putting a huge toll on Melissa’s torso, making her lose her breath each time Kasey Kaos connects! Kasey Kaos gets back up to her feet, and begins to smile!!
Jake Mercer: Look at that!! Kasey Kaos is enjoying the punishment that she is putting Melissa O’Malley through! Welcome to EAW Kasey!!!
Stew-O: And now Kasey Kaos slaps her right elbow and goes for a third Elbow drop!!!
Flannery McCoy: No!!! Melissa O’Malley rolls out of the way, out of the ring, at ringside, as Kasey Kaos smacks her elbow hard against the mat!!!
Jake Mercer: And here’s the Capetown Crippler, Ronan Malosi at the other end of the ring! He has brought Billy up to his feet, and connects with a punch that lands right in Billy’s abdomen! Billy bends forward, but is quickly nailed in the face by a knee strike from Ronan Malosi that forces him to pop right back up!! Ronan now shoves Billy, as Billy slams up against the turnbuckle, and bounces back due to the force that Ronan used! Ronan grabs Billy on the rebound!!! OVERHEAD BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!!! IT CONNECTS!!!
Stew-O: And now Billy rolls out of the ring! Ronan looks over and sees Kasey Kaos getting up onto her hands and knees on the other side of the ring! Ronan walks over to Kasey, and grabs her by the hair! AND RONAN BIEL TOSSES KASEY KAOS BY THE HAIR AS SHE SLAMS UP AGAINST THE TURNBUCKLE!!! Kasey drops down, as she sits in the corner!!!
Flannery McCoy: That may not be the greatest idea, as Ronan goes over to Kasey Kaos and connects with a powerful penalty kick that lands directly onto her chest!! Kasey screams in pain as that kick was heard from around the entire arena!!
Jake Mercer: You know what Ronan’s best sport was growing up?
Flannery McCoy: I’m pretty sure it was some form of Mixed Martial Arts. He does have a pretty incredible MMA background after all.
Jake Mercer: Nope! Soccer. Or as the locals of South Africa like to call it, fútbol.
Flannery McCoy: I want to believe you, but you’re you..
Jake Mercer: That’s understandable. What if I said his best sport was American Football?
Flannery McCoy: That makes sense too because he’s such a large, strong, and athletic indivi-
Jake Mercer: As a kicker.
Flannery McCoy: :Bronfoh:
Stew-O: Back to the action in the ring!! Ronan now begins to stomp down onto Kasey Kaos in the corner! Stomp! Stomp! Stomp! All of these kicks being right foot stomps, but he quiclly pulls Kaos out of the corner before the referee can begin the count!
Jake Mercer: Ronan now walks Kasey over to the center of the ring, and connects with a powerful kick to her gut that forces her to bend over!! Ronan now pulls Kasey Kaos in and wraps his arms around her gut! He’s going for the GUTWRENCH POWERBOMB!!!
Flannery McCoy: NO LOOK!!! ON THE TOP ROPE!! IT’S MELISSA O’MALLEY!!! Melissa leaps into the air! MISSILE DROPKICK RIGHT INTO THE FACE OF RONAN MALOSI BEFORE HE COULD EVEN LIFT KASEY OFF OF THE GROUND!!!
Stew-O: Ronan drops right down to the mat, as O’Malley quick gets up to her feet and turns around to face the still bent over Kasey Kaos!! DDT!!! DDT BY MELISSA O’MALLEY ONTO KASEY KAOS!!! Melissa O’Malley quickly covers!!
Jake Mercer: But it’s Billy who slides into the ring and leaps onto both Kasey and Melissa to break up the count!!
Flannery McCoy: And Billy gets up to his feet! He begins to twitch again, as his tourettes are definitely active right now! This gives Melissa enough time to get up to her feet! She charges at the twitching Billy, and goes for a SWINGING NECKBREAKER!!!! NO! Billy spins out of it and clasps his right hand onto Melissa O’Malley’s throat!!! Billy lifts Melissa up in the air by the throat!!! CHOKESLAM!!! IT CONNECTS!!!
Stew-O: And look! It’s Ronan Malosi! He’s back up to his feet and charges at Billy! Running big boot by Ronan!! No!! Billy ducks underneath and gets behind! Ronan turns around!! CHOKESLAM!! ANOTHER CHOKESLAM BY BILLY!! THIS TIME ON RONAN MALOSI!!!
Jake Mercer: Billy now walks over to the head of the downed Ronan Malosi. LEG DROP!!! It connects onto the larger opponent!!! Billy quickly gets back up to his feet, and walks over to the downed Melissa O’Malley!!! ANOTHER LEG DROP!!!! THIS ONE CONNECTS AS WELL!!!!! Billy again pops up, and walks over to Kasey Kaos now!! Billy lifts his leg up and is ready for a third leg drop!!!
Billy(Off-Mic): SHIT FUCK FUCKING BITCH SHIT!!!
Stew-O: NO!!! Billy again twitches and spazzes for a second! Those damn tourettes stopped Billy from attempting his leg drop onto Kasey Kaos!! AND WAIT!!! KAOS QUICKLY TAKES ADVANTAGE OF BILLY’S TOURETTES, AND ROLLS HIM UP WITH THE SMALL PACKAGE!!!!
Flannery McCoy: And Billy kicks out!! Incredible!!
Stew-O: Kasey Kaos now makes it up to her feet. Billy slowly gets to his hands and knees! Kasey grabs Billy and brings him up to his feet. She wraps her arms around his head and goes for a running bulldog!! No!! Billy pushes her off, as Kasey rebounds back off the far ropes! BACK BODY DROP BY BILLY!!!
Flannery McCoy: WAIT NO!!! SNAP DDT BY KASEY KAOS!!! BILLY IS DOWN!!!
Stew-O: Kasey Kaos gets back up to her feet!
Jake Mercer: SLEEPING PILL!!!!! RONAN MALOSI JUST CONNECTED WITH HIS RUNNING BIG BOOT!!! Kasey Kaos is knocked out cold!!
Ronan Malosi(Off-mic): BANG!
Stew-O: LOOK IT’S MELISSA O’MALLEY BEHIND RONAN MALOSI!!! Ronan turns around!! GLADIUS KICK!!! The angled Superkick makes Ronan fall to the mat instantly and roll off to the side!! Melissa O’Malley looks around!! It’s Billy!! Billy is up to his feet! He’s using the ring ropes to help him stand up!! Melissa goes over to Billy!!!
Flannery McCoy: Poor Billy…
Billy(Off-Mic): FUCKING SHIT!
Jake Mercer: Melissa O’Malley wraps her arms around Billy’s head, and walks him over to the center of the ring!!! GLORY AND DEATH!!! THE FLOATING DDT CONNECTS!!!! Melissa O’Malley covers!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Thunderstorm’ from Ninja Gaiden II: The Dark Sword of Chaos hits, as the crowd cheers. Melissa O’Malley stands up, as the referee raises her hand.)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner!!! THE MODERN DAY GLADIATOR!!!! MELISSSSSAAAA O’MALLLLEYYYYYY!!!!!!
Stew-O: And with that, Melissa O’Malley picks up her first win here in Elite Answers Wrestling.
Flannery McCoy: The first of many! It may have taken a while, but with each match Melissa begins to show why she is the Modern Day Gladiator more and more!!
(Commercial for Coronavirus awareness featuring the Interwire Champion Ms. Extreme and Consuela Rose Ava. Be safe everyone.)
(Dynasty returns from break and cuts to the backstage area where Michael Belfort is standing by. The tenured reporter looks into the camera with a serious look on his face.)
Michael Belfort: Last week on this program, the Specialists Champion, Darcy May Morgan, faced off against the New Breed Champion, Justin Windgate, in a Champion versus Champion showcase. It was a classic match between two incredible competitors, which ended in victory for Darcy. As she was celebrating her victory, Darcy would find herself attacked from behind by the vicious Kensingten Calhoun-Astor. Darcy would eat a left hook straight to the jaw and find herself knocked out. Kensingten would pick up the Specialists Championship and admire it before laying it across Darcy’s face. All week long, the EAW Universe has been waiting for some kind of response from Darcy.
(Belfort flashes the camera a tight smile.)
Michael Belfort: They don’t have to wait any longer. Joining me right now is none other than the Specialists Champion. Please welcome, Darcy May Morgan.
(The camera shot widens to show Darcy standing next to Belfort. She is dressed in fitted designer jeans, an olive green ribbed crop top, and black over the knee stiletto boots. Her dusty blonde hair is down and flowing over her shoulders, and of course, she has the Specialists Championship with her. Darcy has a scowl on her face.)
Darcy May Morgan: The pleasure is all yours because the last thing I want to do right now is address a woman whom I outclassed inside the Specialists Chamber.
Michael Belfort: Kensingten Calhoun-Astor laid you out and basically staked her claim for that championship you carry so proudly at the conclusion of your match against Justin. What do you have to say in regards to her actions last week?
(Darcy rolls her eyes.)
Darcy May Morgan: Kensingten is a coward. If she wanted to prove some kind of point to me, then she should have come at me face to face. I’m a pretty open book, Michael. I welcome any and all to come and just try to take this Specialists Championship from me. Sierra Bradford really thought she was going to be the one, but we see how well that worked out for her despite all the trickery she tried to use. Kensingten claims to be a well educated woman and if she paid any attention to what goes on around here, she would realize that drawing the ire of Darcy May Morgan is something she doesn’t want to do.
Michael Belfort: Do you plan to retaliate against Kensingten?
Darcy May Morgan: What I want from Kensingten at the moment is for her to ‘stake her claim’ to MY championship to my face. I don’t really have a high opinion of her in the first place and I really don’t know why she believes she’s the most deserving person to challenge for this belt. As far as I’m concerned, Kensingten had her chance back at Road to Redemption and got herself eliminated by Joy Cassidy, a woman I tapped out to win the match, not to mention the fact Joy doesn’t even work here anymore. So do you see what I mean when I say I’m just really confused as to why Kensingten believes she’s the best possible challenger for me at this moment.
???: Loooooooorrrrrrdddddddd… look at what the cat drug in!
(Kesingten Calhoun-Astor strolls into the picture looking like a proper lady, in her fancy ring attire, lace gloves, and hat. Her match against Lisa Wren is next, and she is oozing confidence. Kensingten stands on the opposite side of Belfort and looks down her nose at the champion.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Oh Miss Morgan, how do you do?
(Kensingten literally tips her hat towards Darcy.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: I just could not help but overhear your little conversation with Mr. Belfort! After all, the two of you are standing directly in the way of me making my way towards the ring for my cute little match with Miss Wren. Now, I can only assume that you were raised in a barn seeing as how you have no manners whatsoever, but it’s extremely rude for you to mention my name in such a hypocritical manner. I’m not sure why you have your panties in a bunch over the fact I decided to have a little fun at your expense last week, but if you have such an issue you could have just saved us all the time and effort and confronted me to MY sweet little face. You doing this little interview and complaining about the situation isn’t going to solve anything. I think you are just full of sour grapes right now because I made you look like a silly little girl instead of a championship holder.
(A very sweet smile crosses Kensingten’s face as she shrugs one toned, tan shoulder.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: I do apologize for ruffling your feathers of course, but I won’t stand here and lie and say that I wouldn’t do the same thing over again. I would NEVER tell a lie, Miss Morgan! I saw an opportunity to go after something that I wanted, and I certainly got the reaction I wanted.
Darcy May Morgan: You wanted an angry Specialists Champion coming for your head?
(Kensingten lets out a little chuckle.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Now Miss Morgan, unless you plan on putting that pretty little championship on the line, you won’t be coming for me at all! I am an extremely busy woman, maintaining a career, taking care of my sweet little Dixie Rose, and setting the most perfect example for young ladies all across this incredible country to follow. I will not be engaging in any little petty squabble with you. I made my intentions perfectly clear and now the ball is in your court, sweet pea. I assume you will do the right thing Miss Morgan.
(Kensingten winks at Darcy and goes to walk past her, but the champion steps in Kesingten’s path. The look on Darcy’s face is that of a champion’s; a champion who would die to defend her championship and of someone who wasn’t about to let someone’s dirty trick go unpunished.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor (in the most polite voice): If you will excuse me, I will just be on my way.
Darcy May Morgan: No. It doesn’t work that way. You don’t get to dictate what goes on with the Specialists Championship because this is not your belt. You don’t get to demand that I reward you for your cowardice, and act like there won’t be any consequences to what you did to me last week.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: I will say this one more time, Miss Morgan. Please excuse me! I have a match!
(Darcy shoves Kensingten back and that prompts The Steel Magnolia to clutch at her proverbial pearls and snap her fingers. Two security guards rush into the scene and basically force Darcy back, clearing the path for Kensingten to make her way to the entrance area. Kensingten giggles as she walks past the fuming champion, but she does pause.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: As if I would ever engage in a squabble with a piece of trash like you unless that Specialists Championship is on the line.
(Kensingten tosses her perfect blonde curls off her shoulders and disappears around the corner. Darcy shoves one of the security guards back and then glares at the other.)
Darcy May Morgan: If this bitch wants to play games, we can play games.
(A sly smile crosses Darcy’s face and she heads off, which prompts Dynasty to fade back down to the ringside area.)
(Commercial for the new Sonic the Hedgehog movie featuring Showdown’s Harper Lee. She has no idea what she’s supposed to say and only agreed to do the commercial because she’s a big Sonic fan.)
(Dynasty comes back from break and Stephie Love is in the ring, as well as Kensingten Calhoun-Astor.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and Gentlemen!! The following contest is scheduled for!!!
Crowd: One Fall!!
Stephie Love: Already in the ring, weighing in at 143lbs.. She is from Savannah, Georgia!!! THE STEEL MAGNOLIA OF ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING!!!! KENSINGTEN CALHOUN-ASTOR!!!
Stew-O: And here’s Kensingten! Ever since arriving to Dynasty, she has been incredible!
Jake Mercer: You have got that right Stew! Love her or hate her, you can’t deny that she has been pretty impressive!
(‘Don’t Sweat the Technique’ by Eric B and Rakim hits, as the crowd gives a mixed reaction. Lisa Wren step out onto the stage and makes her way down to the ring)
Stephie Love: And her opponent, from British Columbia, Canada!!! Weighing in at 150lbs!!! LISAAAAAAAAA WRENNNNNNNNNN!!!!!
Stew-O: And here is Lisa Wren! Last time we saw her, she picked up a win over Melissa O’Malley in her debut!
Flannery McCoy: Very impressive win by Lisa! She’s hoping to pick up and even bigger win over the more seasoned Kensingten Calhoun-Astor here tonight!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: And here we go! Lisa Wren and Kensingten Calhoun-Astor walk to the center of the ring. The two women go face to face and exchange a few words!
Flannery McCoy: Any idea what they are saying?
Jake Mercer: They’re saying that Jake Mercer is the sexiest SOB on commentary tonight and every night. :smugcena:
Flannery McCoy: Yeah, right…
Jake Mercer: Don’t be upset about the fact that it’s true..
Flannery McCoy: Nothing you say is factual you ugly piece of shit..
Flannery McCoy: Enough chit chat!! KENSINGTEN JUST PALMED LISA’S FACE AND SHOVED HER BACK!!! Whatever they were talking about, they definitely didn’t agree on it!!
Jake Mercer: I guess it wasn’t about me because you simply can’t deny how sexy I am.
Flannery McCoy: :snoop:
Stew-O: And now Kensingten Calhoun-Astor puts her hand up against her forehead, as she forms an L shape with her fingers!! Kensingten is taunting Lisa with the loser sign!!! Kensingten now looks out to the crowd and raises her arms up, as the crowd begins to boo Kensingten!!!
Flannery McCoy: But look!!! Lisa Wren charges at Kensingten Calhoun-Astor with a running forearm! Kensingten Calhoun-Astor drops to one knee. Lisa runs to the ropes! Lisa rebounds off of the ropes, as Kensingten gets up to her feet. LOU THESZ PRESS BY LISA WREN!!! Kensingten just landed straight onto her back with Lisa on top of her!!!
Jake Mercer: And now Lisa Wren begins unloading punches onto her opponent!! Right hand! Left! Right! Left!! Right!!! Lisa gets up to her feet and stands beside Kensingten!!! AND LISA WREN DROPS DOWN WITH AN ELBOW DROP RIGHT ONTO THE CHEST OF KENSINGTEN!!! Kensingten Calhoun-Astor now rolls over and onto her hands and knees, as Lisa backs off for a moment. Lisa quickly kicks Kensingten in the gut, then drops a quick elbow down onto the back of Kensingten’s neck!!! Kensingten falls flat onto the mat!!!
Stew-O: What a sequence of moves by Lisa Wren!! I don’t think she liked the way Kensingten tried to embarrass her earlier on in this match!!
Flannery McCoy: Not at all, and now Lisa grabs Kensingten by the hair, and brings her up to her feet. Lisa now hooks Kensingten’s arm with her own left arm!! Lisa now raises up her right hand, as she makes a fist!!
Stew-O: This doesn’t look to good for Kensingten, as her entire torso is open for an attack by Lisa!!!
Jake Mercer: Lisa looks up at her fist, then back at Kensingten!! AND LISA CONNECTS WITH A POWERFUL RIGHT HANDED HEART PUNCH THAT DROPS KENSINGTEN BACK DOWN TO THE MAT!!!!!
Stew-O: Kensingten just got mauled by those sequences of moves, and that strike to the heart by Lisa may have been the cherry on top of it all!! The way Kensingten dropped like the last rose petal in Beauty and the Beast, it makes me wonder if she can even move!
Jake Mercer: Well she better, because Lisa Wren is going for the pin!!
Stew-O: Kickout by Kensingten Calhoun-Astor!!! Lisa Wren gets off of Kensingten, and sits up beside her! Meanwhile, Kensingten rolls onto her side and clutches at her heart! That strike from earlier is definitely messing with her!!
Flannery McCoy: And now Lisa stand up! Lisa takes a step back, then kicks Kensingten right in the back!! Kensingten screams in pain before Lisa connects with another powerful kick!! Lisa now grabs Kensingten and brings her up to her feet!! Lisa whips Kensingten over to the turnbuckle, as Kensingten crashes hard into the corner!! Lisa now charges at Kensingten!! RUNNING CLOTHESLINE ONTO KENSINGTEN IN THE CORNER!!! IT CONNECTS!!!
Jake Mercer: And now Lisa grabs Kensingten by the arm, and whips her all the way across the ring to the other corner!! Kensingten slams hard against that turnbuckle, as Lisa charges at her once more!! ANOTHER CLOTHESLINE!!! NO!!!! KENSINGTEN GETS HER BOOT UP AND STUNS LISA IN THE FACE!!!! Lisa Wren takes a few steps back as she clutches at her jaw after that brutal kick from Kensingten!!!
Stew-O: Lisa lets go of her jaw, and quickly gets back onto the attack, as she charges back at Kensingten in the corner!! RUNNING BODY SPLASH ONTO KENSINGTEN CALHOUN-ASTOR!!! NO!!! KENSINGTEN GETS OUT OF THE WAY, AS LISA CRASHES FACE FIRST ONTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!!!! And now Kensingten gets from behind Lisa in the corner!! Kensingten connects with a quick forearm to the back of Lisa’s head! Kensingten now grabs Lisa by the head and hair!! AND KENSINGTEN BASHES LISA’S HEAD UP AGAINST THAT TOP TURNBUCKLE!!!
Flannery McCoy: Lisa Wren is leaning up against this corner turnbuckle, as Kensingten takes a step back, and taunts Lisa by flaunting her hair forward with her hands. Kensingten now charges back at Lisa, and connects with a forearm strike that lands directly in the center of Lisa’s back!!! Lisa drops down to one knee against the corner, but Kensingten grabs Lisa’s body!! Kensingten lifts Lisa up and sits her on the top turnbuckle facing away from the ring!!
Stew-O: What does Kensingten have planned here !?!
Flannery McCoy: And now Kensingten steps up onto the middle rope, and hooks Lisa’s arm over her shoulder!!! AND KENSINGTEN CONNECTS WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX FROM THE TURNBUCKLE AS BOTH COMPETITIORS LAND HARD ONTO THE MAT!!!!
Stew-O: That right there was a perfect example of the strength of Kensingten Calhoun-Astor. She catches so many Elitists off guard with her strength!
Jake Mercer: You got that right Stew! Kensingten actually pays top dollar for the best personal training known to man! Her personal trainer has trained the likes of Mike Tyson, Wilt Chamberlain, and Arnold Schwarzenegger.
Flannery McCoy: Source?
Jake Mercer: He’s my uncle.
Flannery McCoy: I should have known you were lying the second you said Arnold Schwarzenegger. :wow:
Stew-O: After that brutal german suplex off the turnbuckle, Kensingten Calhoun-Astor makes it up to her feet first! Lisa Wren has managed to get onto her hands and knees, as she faces away from Kensingten..
Flannery McCoy: Lisa is just trying to find her way up to her feet right now! Kensingten walks over to Lisa and stomps right down on her back!! Lisa falls to the mat instantly! And Kensingten taunts to the crowd!
Stew-O: But look at Lisa! Lisa gets up to her hands and knees! Lisa looks towards Kensingten as both competitors make eye contact!! And Lisa puts her hand on her forehead!! It’s an L!! Lisa is taunting Kensingten back after Kensingten gave her an L at the start of the match!!!
Jake Mercer: Kensingten charges at Lisa, and kicks her directly in the ribs, as Lisa rolls all the way to the side of the ring! Kensingten is furious! She does not like being mocked! She’s the First Lady! There is no way she’s letting this slide!!
Stew-O: Kensingten makes her way over to Lisa and stands right on her neck!!! Kensingten Calhoun-Astor grabs the ropes and uses it for leverage, as the referee begins to count!!!
Referee: One.. Two..
Flannery McCoy: Lisa can barely breathe!! Kensingten is pressing all of her weight and more onto Lisa’s neck!!!
Referee: Three.. Four…
Jake Mercer: And Kensingten Calhoun-Astor steps off of Lisa’s neck! Kensingten with a quick kick onto Lisa’s back! Kensingten now backs up, as a smile appears on her face!! Lisa is in so much pain right now, and Kensingten is enjoying every second of it, as she leans up against the ring ropes and watches Lisa Struggle!!
Stew-O: Lisa grabs onto the bottom rope! She barely has any strength, but manages to get up to one knee! Lisa grabs the middle rope, pulls herself up, and now is on her feet!!
Flannery McCoy: And that smile on Kensingten’s face is now a frown!
Jake Mercer: Kensingten Calhoun-Astor sprints over to Lisa Wren! Kensingten with a running right hook!! No! Lisa ducks it, and pulls the top rope down with her, as Kensingten Calhoun-Astor goes flying over the top rope and down to the ringside floor!!
Stew-O: Lisa Wren gets back up to her feet! She limps her way to the far ropes, she speeds up on the rebound! Kensingten Calhoun-Astor now getting back up to her feet on the outside! CORKSCREW PLANCHA!!! It connects!!! Lisa just did a 360 degree side spin from the ring, into the air, and onto Kensingten Calhoun-Astor!!!! Both competitors down at ringside!!!
Referee: One… Two… Three…
Flannery McCoy: Lisa gets to her hands and knees! Kensingten still down!
Referee: Four… Five… Six..
Stew-O: And Lisa gets up to her feet! Kensingten is still trying to get up, but Lisa quickly stomps down onto Kensingten’s stomach! Kensingten snaps up to a sitting position after that kick!
Referee: Seven… Eight…
Flannery McCoy: And Lisa grabs Kensingten by the head and hair! She gets Kensingten up to her feet, and slides her into the ring!! Lisa follows right after and goes for the pin!!
Stew-O: AND KENSINGTEN KICKS OUT!
Flannery McCoy: Lisa Wren just wants to end this right here! You can see the frustration in her eyes, as she stares down at Kensingten!! Lisa Wren grabs Kensingten by the head and brings her up to her feet! Lisa with a kick to the stomach of Kensingten!! Lisa pulls Kensingten in!! DDT!!!
Stew-O: NO!!! KENSINGTEN CALHOUN-ASTOR POPS HER HEAD OUT BEFORE THEY LANDED! Kensingten-Calhoun Astor rolls both of them over and SOMETHING TO CRY ABOUT!!! THE KIMURA LOCK IS LOCKED IN ON LISA WREN!!!
Jake Mercer: Lisa has nowhere to go! Kensingten is wrenching hard on that arm, as Lisa raises her hand up!! Lisa is hesitating!!! She’s trying to fight it!!
Stew-O: And Lisa Wren taps out!!! Kensingten Calhoun-Astor picks up the victory!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Hell On Heels’ by Pistol Annies hits, as the crowd boos! Kensingten stands up, as the referee raises her hand)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner!!!!! THE STEEL MAGNOLIA OF ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING!!!!! KENSINGTEN CALHOUNNNNNN-ASTORRRRRRRRRR!!!
Jake Mercer: Kensingten hasn’t lost a step. She proved that In this match.
Stew-O: Most definitely! Kensingten has won 3 out of her past 4 matches since arriving to Dynasty! She is on an absolute tear!
Flannery McCoy: You can’t forget the effort by Lisa Wren. Lisa gave us a great fight by standing up to Kensingten. Hopefully she rebounds quick after this this one.
(Commercial for the “Spearmint Rhino” strip club featuring The Visual Prophet and World Heavyweight Champion Drake King. Drake insists on not wanting to be part of this as the Visual Prophet finishes the advertisement on his own.)
(Dynasty returns as Stephie Love is in the ring with a microphone in her hand.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for…
Fans – ONE FALL!!!!
Stephie Love – And it is to determine who will be the number one contender for the New Breed Championship at Reckless Wiring!
(“Me Muero” by La 5a Estación hits, as the crowd erupts into cheers. Angel De Plata Jr makes his way onto the stage and down to the ramp, as he’s seen high fiving young fans. One young fan is wearing an Angel De Plata Jr. mask, as both of them take a selfie together.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, from Mexico City, Mexico!!! Weighing in at 205lbs!!! ANGEL DE PLATA JR!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: An amazing performance despite the loss last week is certainly what allowed him this opportunity this week!
Flannery McCoy: Well deserved but he has a British roadblock in front of him though!
(Hysteria by Muse hits, as the fans boo loudly. Gwyn Gilfried steps out onto the stage, as he ignores all of the booings and gets down to the ring)
Stephie Love: And His Opponent! From Bethnal Green, London, England!! Weighing in at 187lbs!!!! GWYN GILFRIED!!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: It was but a matter of time before a chance like this landed before this man! Will the streak continue tonight?
Flannery McCoy: One way to find out and we are about to in a matter of moments!
( Ding Ding Ding! )
Stew-O: AND HERE WE GO!! Big opportunity for these two athletes tonight they will certainly give it all they have for a chance to face the New Breed Champion! Gwyn and Angel circles each other around the ring before engaging in a tight clinch, both men struggling in their effort to gain the upper hand over the other but neither man wants to give the edge to the other early in the match. The referee ends up breaking that hold seeing as it’s not going anywhere and then both men goes to the ropes! Angel ducks under the clothesline thrown his way by Gwyn and both men turn to face each other but Del Plata swings and connects with an Uppercut!! The punch connects on Gwyn who stumbles he is then welcomed by a swinging lariat and then a dropkick out of nowhere which shoves the Brit into the corner behind him! What explosion by Del Plata what a way to battle and he isn’t wasting any time as he moves to the corner and rapidly stomps a mudhole down with fast and furious kicks that the opponent can only suffer through much to the pleasure of the Billings crowd! Angel continues the assault with a series of chops to the chest of Gwyn after he upped him to his feet! The crowd is wooo’ing as the masked man is chopping!!
Crowd: Wooo!! Woooo!! Woooo!! Woooo!! Woooo!! Woooo!!
Stew-O: Angel suddenly stops and moves to a mounted position on the second set of ropes and grabs hold of Gwyn’s head before he delivers a series of punches! Again the crowd is into this and begins to count!
Jake Mercer: Lookout though!
Flannery McCoy: Gwyn just grabbed hold of Angel’s hips from between his legs!!
Stew-O: AND HE DELIVERS A RUNNING POWERBOMB AS A RESULT!! WHAT A WAY TO GET OUT OF THAT OFFENSIVE SEQUENCE!! Angel looks out for the count but while he could go for the cover Gwyn actually attempts the Ankle Lock! Angel snaps into life and scrambles to the ropes holding onto the bottom one which forces Gwyn to break the hold which he does. He waits shortly behind Angel who is now in a kneeled position and there he goes for a rapid Gedo Clutch a quick firm hold on his opponent as he applies pressure being too close to the ropes it’s easy for Junior to grab on and for the official to order for the rope break. Gwyn gets up and goes for a series of stiff shoot kick to the back of Del Plata! This looks like soccer practice with Junior’s back used as a ball repeatedly beaten by the Brit! Angel is holding his back in pain while Gwyn backs up and calls for his patented PK! The Penalty Kick to the back of Angel’s neck! He drops to the floor.
Jake Mercer: Gwyn with the COVER!!!
Referee: ONNNNEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOO!!!!
Flannery McCoy: And Angel gets a foot on the ropes!! Gwyn really needs to work closer to the center of the ring! The Brit is not wasting any time through this so far fast-paced match he grabs hold of his opponent by the waist as he brings him to his knees and throws himself backward for a hard overhead German suplex! He keeps on holding to Angel and goes for a second German and repeats the manoeuver a third time but he ends in with a bridge! Junior has his shoulders pinned for the-
Jake Mercer: COVER!!!
Flannery McCoy: Angel Lifts A Shoulder Up!!!!
Stew-O: Gwyn quickly grabs hold of Del Plata Jr’s left arm twisting it then rolling both of them on the mat!
Referee: ONNNNEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOO!!!!
Jake Mercer: He Goes For La Magistral Pin!!
Referee: ONNNNEEEEE!!! TW-
Flannery McCoy: Angel Lifts A Shoulder Up AGAIN!!!!
Stew-O: But Gwyn isn’t done! Moving to his back he has posture control over Angel he slips an arm over and under while moving his him at an angle and locking his legs together on Del Plata’s back KIMURA LOCK!! The referee is checking on Angel who we can hear screaming through his mask from the pain! His free arm is shaking he is battling against the desire to give up while the Brit is applying further pressure on the arm of Del Plata Jr!! Angel doesn’t seem like he wants to give up but how impacted will his arm be after if he makes it out?? He moves his legs into a pendulum motion! He will try to pry himself free of the lock and He Does!! What a clever way to manoeuver out of that dangerous predicament he was in but as both men get to their feet we see Angel favoring his arm the damage is there the lock didn’t leave him unscathed surely Gwyn will want to capitalize on that!
Referee: ONNNNEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOO!!!!
Gwyn picks up Angel by the head moving him to a vertical base, grabbing his arms he lifts him up in the air for a double underhood suplex but WOAH!! ANGEL REVERSED IT WITH THE YOSHI TONIC FLIPPING GWYN UPSIDE DOWN AND LANDING ON HIS HEAD!! WHAT A COUNTER!! Gwyn is dazed in the center of the ring and Angel needs to take advantage fast! Moving to his feet he brings his opponent along with him, he sents him up for a powerbomb lifting him up in the air but Gwyn Lands On Angel’s Knees! The Lungblower by Del Plata!! Junior hooks up the legs for the-
Jake Mercer: COVER!!!
Stew-O: Will you let me finish??
Referee: ONNNNEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOO!!!!
Jake Mercer: Maybe
Flannery McCoy: GWYN KICKS OUT!!!
Stew-O: Great opportunity at winning from Junior but his opponent refuses to let him go but will it last? How long before Gwyn gives up under these repeated assaults? Angel quickly moves to a mounted position atop of Gilfried throwing in some punches before getting off the man and move to the ring to deliver a beautiful Arabian Moonsault which connects flawlessly!! He should go for a cover but instead, he moves Gwyn to his feet. Running to the ropes he jumps for a Hurric-NO IT’S AN INVERTED FRANKENSTRINER!!!! GILFRIED GETS DRILLED TO THE MAN AND… Well, say it Jake!!
Jake Mercer: COVER!!!
Flannery McCoy: GWYN REFUSES TO LET THIS ONE GO AND KICKS OUT!!
Stew-O: Angel slaps the mat with a hand frustrated he could taste the victory so close he was to it! Getting up he argues with the official a moment and gets a warning and then turns his attention to the Brit signaling he had enough! Setting the man to his feet he calls for the Craniotomy his Spinning Package Piledriver he props him up but seems to have given too much force into it! Gwyn slips from Angel’s grip and somehow reverses the move WITH THE EUROPEAN CLUTCH! THE BRIDGING O’CONNOR ROLL FOR THE COVER!!!
Jake Mercer: Damn I got caught up by the reversal!
Flannery McCoy: Will it be enough??
Referee: ONNNNEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOO!!!!
Jake Mercer: ANGEL KICKS OUT AGAIN!! ONCE AGAIN!!!!
Flannery McCoy: What resilience from Junior in this match! He shows a lot of heart!!
Stew-O: But heart along is not going to be enough to win him a chance to get his hands on the New Breed Championship at Reckless Wiring! Gwyn looks at his opponent getting annoyed as he moves and sets him up for yet another Half Nelson Suplex with Junior’s head bouncing hard against the mat! Gwyn smells blood in the water and wants to make sure he gets a taste as he nails in a third Suplex! Angel is stirring in the center of the ring and Gwyn signals he wants to finish this before going for the Triangle Lancer!! The Kneeling Step-Over Head-Hold Armbar Choke! The referee is checking Angel who doesn’t respond! HE CALLS FOR THE MATCH!! IT’S OVER!!!!!
( Ding Ding Ding! )
Stephie Love: The winner of this bout by submission and the number one contender for the New Breed Championship: GWYN GILLLLLFRIEEEEEED!!!!
Jake Mercer: What a way to punch his ticket to a title match!!
Flannery McCoy: Great show indeed! Junior did what he could but in the end, seems like his body just gave up on him.
(Gwyn continues celebrating as Dynasty fades to a commercial break.)
(Dynasty returns from commercial break and cuts to Stephie.)
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… PLEASE WELCOME THE NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION… “THE MAULER” KASSIDY HEART!!!
(“Monster” by Kanye West begins to blast across the public address system and the crowd immediately get to their feet. Once Kassidy appears on the stage, they greet her with a mixed reaction. As usual, Kassidy can’t really be fucked by their reaction. She waves her hand in the air, the bright lights in the arena catching her engagement ring and making it sparkle even brighter than it already does. As big as it is, it’s hard to miss, and the arrogant smile on Kassidy’s face is hard to miss as well. Tonight, Kassidy is wearing a pair of Badgley Mischka high-waisted, silver sequined pants, a black, long sleeved Stella MCartney zip-up crop top, and snakeskin Vince Camuto loafers. Her blonde locks are pulled back in a sleek bun and her face is perfectly made up with a bright red lip. Of course, The Mauler has the National Elite Championship with her as she makes her way to the ring.)
Flannery McCoy: Welcome back to Dynasty, and as you can see the National Elite Champion, Kassidy Heart, is making her way to the ring.
Jake Mercer: Last weekend began on a sour note for Kassidy as she found herself the victim of a violent attack at the hands of NvL. NvL would target Kassidy’s head and hit her in the side of it with her championship, before letting Kassidy know that she had something he wanted.
Stew-O: I think it says a lot about Kassidy’s grit and toughness that she was able to walk away from that attack relatively unscathed and put on a hell of a match against the King of Elite later on.
Flannery McCoy: A match that Kassidy would win thanks to her Gawd’s Gift submission. The Visual Prophet wasn’t able to find a way out and as a result Kassidy picked up another bigtime win.
Stew-O: Pretty good weekend for The Mauler.
Jake Mercer: I’ll say! Do you see the size of that rock on her left hand?! Mr. DEDEDE spared no expense in getting that thing made. I heard that it cost him close to a million bucks to have that ring designed, handcrafted, and put together for Kassidy. Apparently our Chairman hand selected every diamond himself!
Flannery McCoy: You know, normally I’d call bullshit on you, Jake, but I actually believe you. There is no doubt that ring cost more than my entire house.
(Kassidy has climbed into the ring now and has taken the microphone from Stephie. Her music is fading out and the crowd has started to quiet down. They know that Kassidy has come out to address what went down last week between herself and NvL.)
Kassidy Heart: As much as I would love to come out here and flash this rock on my hand and gloat about how much it cost and how the people of Billings, Montana could never afford something even half as nice as this… I’m not going to.
(A light scattering of boos can be heard, but most of the fans just seem to be amused.)
Kassidy Heart: Instead, I’m going to directly address that inferior piece of trash Nathan von Leibert and ask him what the fuck he was thinking last week. I get that I’m a marked woman because I’m the National Elite Champion, but that doesn’t give an actual fucking jobber the right to approach me, breath my air, and actually fucking think they can put their hands on me. Like are you kidding me? I’m Kassidy Heart, and I will be damned if someone like Nathan Von Leibert thinks he can do what he did and still manage to walk around untouched and unscathed. I think all of you know by now I am not fucking scared of anyone in this company so if that dumb piece of shit wants to fight, he can come get these hands and get the full experience of what it’s like to step into the ring with the fucking greatest.
(Kassidy can’t help but laugh.)
Kassidy Heart: Imagine being Nathan Von Leibert, an actual fucking nobody, and thinking that you know who the hell Kassidy Heart is. A spoiled brat? Someone who never earned anything? Bitch, what? Trust me, I’m spoiled. Gawd himself has blessed me with all of His riches. More clothing, shoes, and jewelry than I could ever wear. Beautiful homes. Unlimited credit cards. Access to a never ending bank account. I could literally wipe my ass with a wad of hundred dollar bills, toss them in the wastebasket without a second thought, and go about my day knowing I would never miss such a miniscule amount of money when my babycake is a billionaire and I’m the biggest draw in professional wrestling. But actually telling me I had shit handed to me in EAW? Someone really needs to start vetting these fucking idiots before letting them speak to their actual superiors because if NvL did his goddamn homework then he would know how completely off his rocker he sounds.
Kassidy Heart: I never got handed a damn thing here and I think it’s pathetic that this is an argument we all have to continue to have. I can talk for fucking hours about this subject, but I’ll spare you all the details for 435983495th time. What I’m going to instead is call that human dumpster fire of a professional wrestler down to the ring so I can slap the shit out of him and show him why I have EARNED every single thing that I have accomplished.
(Kassidy doesn’t have to wait long before ‘Redshift’ by Audiomachine begins to play. The crowd basically holds their breath as Nathan von Leibert casually strolls onto the stage. He stops in the center and takes a look down the ramp at Kassidy. Kassidy’s green eyes are narrowed in NvL’s direction and it only takes a split second for NvL to decide what to do.)
Flannery McCoy: NVL IS SPRINTING DOWN THE RAMP AND HE SLIDES INTO THE RING! KASSIDY TOSSES THE MICROPHONE AND THE CHAMPIONSHIP TO THE SIDE AND STARTS PUTTING THE BOOTS TO NVL! SHE’S STOMPING AWAY BUT NVL MANAGES TO GRAB HER FOOT AND PULL HER TO THE MAT! THE TWO ARE TANGLED UP, FISTS FLYING, AND ROLLING AROUND THE RING! IT’S NVL WHO FINALLY MANAGES TO GET ON TOP OF KASSIDY BUT THE MAULER CAME TO FIGHT TONIGHT!
Stew-O: NVL CAN’T GET CONTROL OF KASSIDY AND SHE THROWS HIM OFF HER! KASSIDY’S FISTS ARE CONNECTING WITH NVL’S FACE AND I’M PRETTY SURE SHE’S BUSTED HIS NOSE! BLOOD IS TRICKLING FROM NVL’S NOSE AND I THINK THAT’S SOMEHOW STARTED TO TRIGGER THE MAULER BECAUSE KASSIDY’S GOT THAT GLAZED LOOK IN HER EYES! SHE GOES RIGHT FOR THE BLOOD AND SINKS HER TEETH INTO NVL’S NOSE!
Jake Mercer: THE PAIN DOESN’T SEEM TO PHASE NVL BECAUSE HE SNATCHES KASSIDY BY THE HAIR AND PULLS HER OFF HIS FACE! THE MAULER’S MOUTH IS DRIPPING WITH NVL’S BLOOD AND HE TOSSES HER TO THE SIDE! NVL ROLLS OUT OF THE RING AND HITS THE GROUND RIGHT AS KASSIDY REGAINS HER FOOTING! SHE WIPES THE BLOOD FROM HER FACE AND LOOKS DOWN AT HER HAND! SHE WANTS MORE! KASSIDY WANTS MORE! SHE REACHES THROUGH THE ROPES AND GRABS AT NVL!!!!
Flannery McCoy: NVL JUST SMASHED A LIGHTTUBE IN KASSIDY’S FACE! THAT STUNS HER AND ALLOWS HIM TO PULL HER OUT OF THE RING AND ONTO THE GROUND!!! NVL QUICKLY GETS THEM BOTH BACK UP AND NAILS KASSIDY WITH SEVERAL SUCKER PUNCHES TO THE GUT! HE HOOKS HER AROUND THE NECK AND SPIKES HER HEAD INTO THE GROUND WITH A DDT! NVL IS DIGGING UNDER THE RING NOW GUYS!!! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!
(A bloody faced NvL withdraws a series of light tubes that have been bound together to resemble a medieval great sword.)
Jake Mercer: :lupe:!!!!!
Stew-O: NVL IS HOLDING UP THAT WEAPON AND HE POINTS IT AT THE CHAMP! NVL RAISES IT IN THE AIR AND BRINGS IT DOWN ON THE BACK OF KASSIDY’S HEAD!
(Kassidy is bleeding from the back of her head now, surrounded by broken glass, and NvL smirks, clearly enjoying the damage he’s done to the National Elite Champion. He bends down and roughly yanks Kassidy’s head back by the hair.)
Nathan von Leibert (Off Mic): That’s two weeks in a row, ‘champ’.
(He chuckles and slams Kassidy’s face into the ground before pushing himself up and wiping the blood from his face. His eyes drift towards the discarded National Elite Championship in the ring and he makes a title motion around his waist. His theme music kicks back up and NvL starts to make his way away from the crime scene.)
Flannery McCoy: …..
Stew-O: NvL is either the bravest man on this roster, or the dumbest.
Jake Mercer: I… yeah. I got nothing. I really don’t recall the last time, if ever, someone has gotten the better of Kassidy Heart twice in a row. This is really going to piss her off.
Flannery McCoy: She’s already sitting back up….
(Kassidy is indeed sitting up and checking the blood on the back of her head. Her hands feel a piece of glass embedded in her skull and she pulls it out herself, which only seems to make the wound worse. Absolute fury has graced the face of The Mauler and she squeezes the broken glass in her hand, not really giving a shit that it’s piercing her palm.)
Stew-O: Are you shocked? The woman took a beating last week and then came out and defeated Viz! She had to be blown up to be taken out of the chamber! There is a reason the Chairman picked her. Kassidy Heart is just different.
(NvL is watching Kassidy on the video tron with a smile on his smile. He doesn’t even bother to turn around.)
Jake Mercer: Well guess what, guys. Nathan von Liebert is different as well and it doesn’t seem like he’s fucking around. He wants the National Elite Championship and seems like he has no issues finding his own dark side in order to retrieve it. If these two face at Reckless Wiring, Gawd knows what kind of match it’s going to end up being.
Flannery McCoy: I’m voting for a standard singles match :wow:!!!!!
Jake Mercer & Stew-O: :wow:!!!!!!
(Dynasty fades to commercial break.)
(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the middle of the ring)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(‘Friend vs. Friend’ by Company Flow plays to loud boos as it’s clear who it is as a smug-looking Lethal Consequences makes his way out to the stage. He looks around embracing the boos as he gives a chuckle and makes his way to the ring methodically taking his time with each step)
Stephie Love: Introducing first… from Oakland, California… weighing in at 230 pounds… THE INEVITABLE… LETHAL CONSEQUENCES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: It’s clear LC has to still set in his stomach the fact that he lost his National Elite Championship. He tried to send a warning to Kassidy Heart last week as he attempted to attack her after her hard-hitting match against The Visual Prophet, yet that backfired. It’s clear it’s still angered LC one way or another.
Flannery McCoy: But it’s safe to say that this match is something of interest in some sort of way for LC. He said throughout this week that he’s giving a “side stare” at the World Heavyweight Championship, could this be the time to when he possibly gets a shot at it? But he’s at the point where he has to put those past grievances aside first before he can do that.
Jake Mercer: OH C’MON GUYS! BE HAPPY! DADDY LC IS COMING IN TO LAY THE SMACKDOWN! YES! HE’S READY TO RECLAIM HIS THRONE AND THAT’LL HAPPEN WHEN HE BEATS HIS OPPONENT… wait who is he facing?
(LC enters the ring slowly as he goes to the top rope spreading his arms out closing his eyes as the crowd boos even more for ‘The Inevitable’ as he jumps off and begins to circle around the ring with a light jog with a cocky look on his face as he’s practically toying with the crowd in his acts before stopping at his corner and readying up as ‘Friend vs. Friend’ fades out. ‘Zero’ by Crown the Empire as the crowd continues to boo as Drake King comes out to the ramp holding his World Heavyweight Championship. He gives a chuckle as he looks around at the rampant crowd that is housed under the Rimrock Auto Center as he shakes his head and makes his way to the ring with an extra leap in each step he makes with enthusiasm)
Stephie Love: And his opponent… from Charlotte, North Carolina… weighing in at 220 pounds… HE IS THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION… THE PARAGON… DRAKE KING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Well it’s safe to say Drake is on cloud nine after the recent turn of events. His ego has seemingly been boosted when it comes to his Reckless Wiring match and if it wasn’t going to get any better, he now has a Unified Tag Team Title shot at Under Siege with The Visual Prophet possibly gaining him a chance to be a double champion?
Flannery McCoy: Well remember the fact that The Visual Prophet is the King of Elite and he’s really been teasing around the fact that he might cash in on Drake and fight for his World Heavyweight Championship, but who knows he might continue to play the act of friend till the end of time one could only question. But now Drake heads to face LC, more confident than ever. Clearly also supported by the fact that not too long ago he beat LC, could we see a repeat?
Jake Mercer: Look, I understand you guys like a little bit of that Vizzy and Drizzy hardcore, bed rocking action I know! But you’re doubting the modern-day Messiah LC! If anything he’s going to show why he deserves that title more than anyone else and I for one welcome our new king if he does happen to win it.
(Drake jumps onto the top rope and raises his World Heavyweight Championship in the air with a smirk on his face as the crowd continues to boo the everloving heck out of him. ‘The Paragon’ claps for the crowd’s attempt at flattering him before looking at LC snickering as he places it back onto his shoulder and pats it before jumping into the ring. He quickly goes up to LC taunting him as LC is clearly not taking that kindly before Drake quickly turns away and raises the World Heavyweight Championship again before heading to his corner as ‘Zero’ fades out and the Ref signals for the bell on this long-awaited match)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: Here we go as this match is officially underway and I can’t wait! LC HEADING RIGHT FOR DRAKE! LC attempting a clothesline but Drake quickly ducking under as he quickly turns LC around and moves back! DRAKE WITH A SUPERKICK! NO! LC managing to duck under quickly as he attempts to slide down and grab Drake’s leg. But Drake quickly turns around as he kicks LC right in the face! LC quickly rolling up to a knee as Drake steps back! SUPERKICK CONNECTS RIGHT ON THE JAW OF LC!
Flannery McCoy: This match is already at full force as Drake has the early advantage just mere minutes into this match. Drake quickly grabbing LC by the arm and pulling him up, sending him into an Irish whip. But LC quickly sliding out of the ring before quickly jumping onto the apron wasting no time trying to get on the offense. But Drake quickly running at LC trying to get a shoulder thrust through the ropes! But LC moves out of the way as Drake leaves himself draping over the ropes! LC WITH A VICIOUS KICK RIGHT TO THE HEAD OF DRAKE!
Jake Mercer: Drake is stunned as he falls flat to the floor as LC slowly enters the ring taking his time as he grabs him by the head and brings him up quickly placing him in a hangman position on the ropes. HANGMAN DDT TAKES DRAKE DOWN TO THE GROUND ONCE MORE! Drake rolling away trying to retreat as fast as he can from LC before he can take advantage at practically any given moment. Drake pulling himself up using the turnbuckle as LC runs towards him! NO! GODDAMMIT! DRAKE WITH A REVERSE STO INTO THE TURNBUCKLE!
Stew-O: LC slowly pulling himself to the ropes but Drake is one step ahead as he quickly drags him to the center of the ring. STANDING MOONSAULT RIGHT TO THE GUT OF LC AS HE SITS UP! Drake getting up to his feet and taking advantage and kicking him right in the back! But LC stiffening up as he slowly gets to his feet! I’m sure Jake is ecstatic right now. LC quickly firing blows right to the head of Drake as he quickly brings him down to a knee. LC throwing Drake through the ropes yet Drake lands on the apron as he kicks LC in the face bringing him back! DRAKE WITH A SPRINGBOARD CLOTHESLINE TAKING HIM DOWN!
Flannery McCoy: LC quickly getting up to the surprise of Drake as he doesn’t realize! LC WITH A DROPKICK TAKING DRAKE DOWN! LC quickly getting up to his feet as he jumps up to the top rope waiting for Drake to slowly get up to his feet. FLYING CROSSBODY TAKES DRAKE DOWN ONCE MORE! Drake can’t seem to catch a break as he gets up. LC WITH A CLOTHESLINE! NO! Drake quickly ducking under as he leaps! DRAKE WITH A PELE KICK! NO! ROWS PEDAL! LC OUT OF NOWHERE WITH THE SWINGING REVERSE STO AS HE QUICKLY GOES FOR A PIN ATTEMPT ON DRAKE!
Jake Mercer: NO! FREAK! DRAKE KICKS OUT! THIS TYRANNY MUST BE STOPPED! Drake slowly sitting up as LC quickly gets up and pulls him up before he can do anything. LC GOING FOR A SUPLEX! But Drake drops his weight forcing LC to bring him back down! LC throwing punches right in his gut trying to get Drake to loosen up. But Drake quickly slamming him to the ground! Drake slamming fist right into his face quickly with no mercy as LC quickly pushes him away. Drake getting up to his feet as he runs towards LC!
Lethal Consequences (Off-Mic): STOP!
Flannery McCoy: ???
Jake Mercer: What does god have to say?
Lethal Consequences (Off-Mic): Ehm… FUCK! SHIT! CUNT! BITCH! ASS! HELL! RETA-
Stew-O: OH! DRAKE WITH A JUMPING CUTTER ENDING HIS MISERY! Drake shaking his head in disappointment of the acts of LC clearly thinking he couldn’t stoop down to such an immature level like Drake supposes it to be. LC in shock as he slowly brings himself up as Drake waits for him! MILLER LITE! NO! LC quickly reverses out of the double underhook facebuster attempt that was sure to take him out of the picture! LC GOING LOW AND ATTEMPTING A NO CAL PUNCH TO DRAKE KING’S FAMILY MAKERS! But Drake quickly pulling him in before he can do it as LC has left himself open for a! MIRRORS EDGE! THE SWINGING REVERSE STO CONNECTS! LC IS DOWN AS DRAKE GOES FOR THE PIN!
Jake Mercer: YES!
Flannery McCoy: LC KICKS OUT RIGHT IN THE NICK OF TIME! HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE! THAT’S ONE OF THE BIGGEST MOVES IN DRAKE’S ARSENAL AND LC KICKED OUT OF IT?! Drake slowly starting to grow in frustration as he brings himself up to his feet slowly and begins to climb to the top rope as LC is still trying to gain his bearings on the canvas. Drake slowly climbing up as he reaches and balances himself on the top turnbuckle! BUT LC GETS UP AND HITS DRAKE RIGHT IN THE GUT SENDING HIM INTO A SITTING POSITION ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! Drake is stunned as LC climbs up and grabs him after hitting him with punches right to the gut. DON’T DO THIS LC! NO! SUPERPLEX TAKES BOTH MEN DOWN!
Jake Mercer: JESUS LIVES! HIS SECOND COMING! Drake rolling around in pain as he grabs his back as LC is slowly flickering his eyes open as he’s already reaching out for the ropes. Both of these men have given their all in this matchup and who knows at this point who might possibly come out with the win! LC grabbing the ropes as he uses them for leverage and leans against it for a moment as Drake slowly crawls to the ropes attempting to grab it to reach up to his feet to try and take down the invincible LC! LC looking ready to strike as Drake stumbles right into him unknowingly! YESSSSSSSSSS! LCR!
Stew-O: THE SPINNING ELBOW CONNECTS AS DRAKE COLLAPSES TO THE GROUND! LC STUMBLES TO A SITTING POSITION AS HE TRIES TO REACH OUT TO GO FOR THE PIN! COULD WE POSSIBLY SEE LETHAL CONSEQUENCES GET A WIN OVER THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION RIGHT NOW! IMAGINE WHAT THAT COULD ENTAIL! LC REACHING OUT ONCE MORE IN A EFFORT TO TRY TO GET THE PIN TO END THIS MATCH! HE’S ALMOST THERE-
(‘Another One Bites The Dust’ by Queen plays abruptly to loud cheers as LC looks up in shock. He quickly gets up to his feet and begins to walk over to the ropes leaning against it watching the lavish Visual Prophet walk out. He holds the King of Elite crown in his hand as he breathes into it and wipes it with a smirk on his face. He doesn’t acknowledge LC looking at him in surprise as he quickly looks up with a sarcastic shocked face. He gives a wave to LC then proceeds to wave to everyone else)
Flannery McCoy: I couldn’t be more confused on what just happened… BUT THE VISUAL PROPHET HAS ARRIVED AND COULD HE BE SAVING DRAKE!
(Viz laughs for a little bit trying to stall the moment as LC has not kept his eyes off him. Viz looks in shock before pointing behind LC. LC couldn’t be more confused as slowly, ‘The Paragon’ rises from the ashes)
Jake Mercer: OH MY GAWD! NO! NO! NO!
Stew-O: YES! DRAKE WITH A MILLER LITE! THE DOUBLE UNDERHOOK FACEBUSTER OUT OF NOWHERE CONNECTS AS LC IS STUNNED! HE GOES TO A CRAWLING POSITION AS DRAKE RUNS TO THE ROPES TAKING OPPORTUNITY! FALLEN KINGDOM! FALLEN KINGDOM! IT CONNECTS ON LC AS DRAKE COLLAPSES INTO THE PIN IN EXHAUSTION!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Zero’ plays up now to a slightly mixed reaction as Drake King slowly brings himself up to his knees. The Visual Prophet goes to the timekeeper’s area and takes the World Heavyweight Championship as he rolls it into the ring and heads over to Drake. Viz pauses himself for a moment looking at the championship as Drake’s eyes widen, he then gives a shrug as he hands it to him as Drake looks in part confusion. Viz pulls him up as he raises Drake’s hand in victory, his partner in crime, Drizzy and Vizzy)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner… THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! DRAKE KING!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Drake King with another momentous win as he beats Lethal Consequences for a second time! Both LC and Drake pulled out all the stops in this match in order to win and prove a point but in the end, Drake got the upper hand as the surprise inclusion of The Visual Prophet at the end of the match to take LC by surprise and distract him long enough managed to make sure Drake took the advantage and came out of tonight as the winner.
Flannery McCoy: At this point could we question the relationship between Drizzy and Vizzy even with Viz holding the King of Elite and Drake King the one holding the title? Their friendship is iridescent and that’s been shown, Viz could’ve easily stayed backstage and after picked up the pieces of his fallen comrade. But who knows, EAW has managed to bring us some shock moments and I’m sure we’re not far from Drake King vs The Visual Prophet for the title, but hey I shouldn’t jump to assumptions so early in the game.
Jake Mercer: This is unfair, I can’t process this in my head I can’t fathom in. The Visual Prophet is a sin to society, he took the win from my baby Lethal S. Consequences. I demand a recount and LC be officiated as the real winner of this match! OBJECTION!
Flannery McCoy: :skip:
Jake Mercer: What?!
(LC is in the ring fuming as he stares a hole into Viz. Viz looks away and can easily shrug it off as he helps Drake to the back. Drake looks at Viz with a nod as he raises the World Heavyweight Title again as Viz has a smirk on his face, who knows. The last shot is of Drake King and The Visual Prophet standing side-by-side on the ramp as the camera fades to elsewhere)
(The camera transitions backstage. It slowly pans up to reveal the door of General Manager StarrStan. Flanking the door are two security officers. After a few seconds we can hear footsteps, the eyes of the two men dart to the side as a figure fills up the frame, it’s the back of Cage. Cage raises his right hand and knocks on the door. The muffled voice of StarrStan can be heard from beyond it)
Starr: Come in!
(Cage swings the door open and snickers as the sight is revealed. Inside of Starr’s office stand a dozen tall, broad shouldered security guards. Six on each side of the General Manager. Starr looks at him and offers him a seat)
Starr: Please, sit, sit down.
(Cage takes a good, long look at the security guards. He again lets out a mirthless chuckle and shakes his head before taking his seat)
Starr: I’m very glad you could join me tonight. Before we continue and get to the reason why I invited you here, I would like to start off with an apology.
Starr: I know emotions were running high last week… for… for both of us, of course! I would just like to say I’m sorry for that.
Starr: … Sorry that I was constantly trying to cut you off.
Starr: Sorry that I was yelling at you to calm down.
Starr: Sorry that by doing all of that I was only making you more angry, I didn’t realize that.
Starr: Sorry that I didn’t have the answers that you were looking for.
Starr: Well… I guess the silence is better than last week.
(There’s a very long and awkward pause. Cage stays seated in his seat motionless with a scowl on his face. Starr grows uncomfortable. Sweat begins forming on his brow and his skin becomes flushed. He glances up at his security guards, possibly afraid of what’s about to come. Instead Cage, after what feels like forever finally breaks the silence)
Cage: And now?
Starr: Now what?
Cage: Do you have the answers that I was and still am looking for?
(Starr breathes a sigh of relief as his color starts to return)
Starr: I think I might. I did Cage, I really did feel bad about last week, I know you had questions and I was totally unprepared with the answers. But this week I did some investigating and there are a few things that I can confirm to you.
Starr: Firstly, what happened at King of Elite, it wasn’t just a random mechanical failure. I spoke with or well… had a translated conversation with the technicians that work inside the stadium, and everything was fine on their end, at least I’m pretty sure. My italian isn’t what it once was and their english isn’t great but…
(Starr looks up at Cage who is unamused)
Starr: Just trying to lighten the mood. Cage, I can guarantee you it wasn’t a technical problem.
Cage: So then someone intentionally did it.
Starr: I can’t think of any other rea–
(The lights in Starr’s office cut out making it impossible to see anything)
(A mixture of voices can be heard, unable to tell who’s who or what’s being said. After about a minute of this frenzy, the voices grow quieter until the room is silent. The lights come back on to reveal the carnage. All twelve security guards are laid out across the office, one of them driven through one of the walls. Diamond Cage is motionless on the floor, he’s bleeding profusely from the head. StarrStan however, is untouched. He rises from his seat, a mix of shock and horror on his face. He collapses back into his chair and puts his hands on his head as the camera fades out)
(Commercial break for Olay Regenerist Facial Cleansing Brush featuring a make-up free Kassidy Heart. Talk about a flawless human being :wow:!!!)
(Dynasty returns from break and cuts to Stephie for the final time tonight.)
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
Stephie Love: AND IT’S YOUR MAIN EVENT OF THE EVENING!!!
(“Sensei” by Datsik begins to blast across the sound system and the fans immediately erupt in a chorus of jeers.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST… FROM OSAKA, JAPAN… WEIGHING IN AT 235 POUNDS… HE IS ‘THE ORCHESTRATOR’ OSAMU ARCICHIDA!!!!
(Osamu steps onto the stage and surveys the crowd. After a moment, he begins to make his way down to the ring.)
Stew-O: It was a little over a month ago that Osamu Arcichida took the then World Heavyweight Champion, TLA, to his limit and nearly changed the course of history. In that match, Osamu showed all of us the flashes of brilliance he displayed last season on Voltage before his untimely injury took him out of action.
Jake Mercer: While the title is not on the line tonight because TLA is no longer the champion, the former Japanese Beer Pong Champion of the World has an opportunity to get a huge win tonight. With TLA AND Osamu both stepping into the ring to face off against Drake King at Reckless Wiring, having the momentum will be huge.
Flannery McCoy: I completely agree with you for once, Jake. Whichever man picks up the win tonight will have bragging rights over the other. TLA might have been the better man a month or so ago, but that match could have easily gone the other way. Osamu Arcichida could have won and become the champion, and we’re left to wonder if that had had happened, would Drake King even have that belt right now?
(Osamu gets into the ring and takes his corner. He’s very focused tonight and wants to get the job done. His music fades out and is soon replaced by “Ambitionz az a Ridah” by Tupac. The crowd erupts as TLA walks out, sans the lowrider because he was never really able to get all the snow out of it.)
Stephie Love: AND HIS OPPONENT… RESIDING IN THE POON PALACE DOWN IN MIAMI, FLORIDA… WEIGHING IN AT 210 POUNDS… HE IS ‘LA PANTERA SEXUAL’… TLA!!!
Flannery McCoy: Judging from the way the World Heavyweight Championship match ended at King of Elite, I’m not surprised at all to see TLA stepping up and cashing in his rematch clause right away. He fought Drake to the death back in Rome, and Drake had to resort to absolutely extreme measures in order to win that match.
Jake Mercer: I’ll be honest and admit that I’ve never been the biggest TLA advocate but he did a great job as World Heavyweight Champion. Of course he will want to reclaim the championship right away and end the hopes of both Osamu and TLA at Reckless Wiring.
Stew-O: I’m sure Drake is watching backstage somewhere, scouting the competition. He knows what TLA brings to the table, but I don’t think he can really say the same about Osamu Arcichida. Of course, we don’t know what type of match these men will be competing in because voting has not yet opened, so this thing could end up being a toss up.
Flannery McCoy: Either way, it’s going to be a highly competitive contest and this match should give us a little preview of what’s to come. I’m excited, guys.
(TLA gets into the ring and gets set for the match. His music fades out and the referee calls for the bell!)
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: And our main event is underway!
Jake Mercer: TLA and Osamu charge at one another and TLA immediately ducks a clothesline attempt! He grabs Osamu around the waist, but Osamu elbows him in the head and sends him into the ropes! TLA hooks his arms, and that draws Osamu forward but TLA gets his feet up and sends Osamu back! TLA slips to the outside of the ring, hops on the top rope, and uses it to springboard off and land a crossbody on Osamu! Quick cover!
Flannery McCoy: Quicker kickout! Osamu and TLA are both up now! Collar and elbow tie-up, and it’s Osamu who forces TLA back into the corner! He looks for a forearm, but TLA blocks and nails Osamu with a ‘Very Mexican Uppercut’! Osamu stumbles back and TLA climbs the ropes, jumps off, and brings Osamu down with a double axe-handle smash!
Stew-O: TLA helps Osamu up and nails in the chest with a massive chop! Osamu fires back with a chop of his own, and here they go! Back and forth until TLA switches it up and slams his fist into Osamu’s jaw! Both of our competitors want to win because it will give them a nice advantage going into Reckless Wiring against Drake King for the World Heavyweight Championship. TLA throws Osamu into the ropes and looks for a dropkick! Osamu is able to brush it off, and as TLA is getting up, Osamu with a basement style dropkick! He jerks TLA up and chops him in the chest, which sends TLA back into the corner! TLA goes for another uppercut, but this time Osamu blocks it! Osamu knees TLA in the gut, hooks him, and brings him down with a snap suplex! Standing elbow drop connects right to the heart of the former World Heavyweight Champion!
Flannery McCoy: That’s not all! Osamu is back to his feet and there’s a jumping double foot stomp to TLA’s chest! Now Osamu drops down for the cover!
Jake Mercer: TLA kicks out!
Flannery McCoy: TLA reaches for the ropes and pulls himself up and Osamu comes flying at him… looking for a knee strike! TLA moves out of the way and Osamu crashes into the ropes! TLA rolls Osamu up, but Osamu rolls through! Both men quickly return to their feet and it’s Osamu who grabs TLA! He begins to work over the wrist, but TLA flips forward, which effectively breaks the wristlock! TLA wraps his arms around Osamu’s neck, cinching in that side headlock, and he backs them both against the ropes! Osamu tries to fight out, but it’s TLA who is able to maintain control and force Osamu back into the corner! TLA with a series of shoulder thrusts to the mid-section, and he follows it up with another ‘Very Mexican Uppercut’! TLA with a spinning backfist now, and he grabs Osamu by the hair and drags him to the center of the ring! He drops to a knee and brings Osamu’s face down across it and now he’s going for a cover!
Jake Mercer: Osamu is able to get the shoulder up but TLA doesn’t let up. He grabs Osamu in a sleeper! Osamu is pulled into a sitting position and he is trying to work his way out of the hold. TLA hangs on, but Osamu is trying to get his feet underneath him. He uses his leg strength to force them both up and that allows Osamu to throw a series of elbows to TLA’s gut! TLA has to let go of the sleeper and Osamu summons all his strength to bring TLA down with a massive lariat! He jerks TLA up and sends him into the ropes! TLA flies back at Osamu but Osamu scopes him up and lets him fly with a massive back body drop! TLA is down and Osamu immediately goes for the leg!
Stew-O: TLA kicks Osamu away! He knows that Osamu was going for the Osamu Lock! Once Osamu locks in the kneebar the match is pretty much over but TLA is still alive! He rolls to the outside and drops to the ground, but Osamu is quickly down on the floor! He stalks TLA and nails him in the ribcage with a massive kick! He pulls TLA up by the hair and tries to slam his face into the ring apron! TLA blocks, connects with an elbow, and he takes Osamu by the hair and runs him right into the LED ringpost!
Flannery McCoy: TLA takes Osamu and throws him head first into the ring steps! The referee orders TLA to bring the match back into the ring and TLA finally throws Osamu back inside. TLA slips in and begins stomping away on Osamu’s neck and head! Osamu is in a lot of trouble right now! :lupe:
Jake Mercer: TLA drags Osamu over to the ropes and throws him across the middle one! He grabs the ropes and starts stomping on Osamu’s neck and head again! TLA leaps in the air and brings his feet crashing down on Osamu’s back and he’s literally being strangled right now. The referee orders TLA to back off, but TLA runs the ropes! ‘305’ CONNECTS TO OSAMU’S FACE! TLA PULLS OSAMU OUT OF THE ROPES AND HOOKS HIM! HE LIFTS HIM UP IN THE AIR AND TLA IS JUST HOLDING OSAMU IN THAT POSITION!
Stew-O: That’s smart! He is letting all the blood rush to Osamu’s head and TLA DROPS HIM WITH A BRAINBUSTER! TLA FOLLOWS UP WITH A STANDING MOONSAULT AND HE DROPS DOWN FOR THE COVER!
Flannery McCoy: OSAMU GETS THE SHOULDER UP!
Stew-O: TLA takes a deep breath and looks down at Osamu! He switches to a mount position and begins pounding on Osamu! TLA is connecting with those stiff lefts and rights! He rolls off Osamu and pulls him up, sending him into the corner! Osamu hits back first and slumps to the ground! TLA with a running knee right to Osamu’s face! Osamu’s head slams into the turnbuckle and TLA looks amazing right now! He grabs the ropes and begins kneeing Osamu in the face over and over! Osamu looks out of it, and TLA backs off just a bit! He runs forward and connects with a basement style dropkick to Osamu’s face! TLA pulls his opponent from the corner and goes for the cover!
Jake Mercer: NOT YET! OSAMU STILL HAS SOME FIGHT LEFT!
Flannery McCoy: TLA immediately jerks Osamu up by the hair and throws him into the ropes! Osamu hooks his arms around the ropes to save himself, and TLA flies at him! Osamu catches TLA with an elbow, which seems to be a welcome relief for ‘The Orchestrator’. Osamu pushes himself off the ropes and nails TLA with a series of rapid fire knife-edge chops! He backs TLA up against the opposite set of ropes and stiffs him with an uppercut of his own! Osamu grabs TLA by the hair and drives his knee into TLA’s face! He DDTs TLA into the mat and immediately wraps the former champ in a figure four leglock!
Jake Mercer: The referee is asking TLA if he wants to quit, but we all know that there’s no quit in ‘La Pantera Sexual’! TLA is digging deep right now and he is looking to try and reverse this submission! If TLA is able to do that, it would put all that pressure on Osamu! TLA has his body turned, and he is close! We know Osamu doesn’t want to let go because he’s trying to soften the leg up for the ‘Osamu Lock.’
Stew-O: TLA is fighting and he finally gets the hold reversed! Osamu immediately let’s go and he immediately turns around and grabs for the knee! TLA uses his free leg to kick the living hell out of Osamu and that forces Osamu to roll towards the ropes! TLA forces himself up to all fours, and Osamu immediately finds another gear! He flies at TLA and takes him out with an elbow drop to the back of the head! Osamu quickly pulls TLA up… AND THERE IT IS! THE BEST NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX IN THE BUSINESS! OSAMU ARCICHIDA WITH THE COVER!!!!
Flannery McCoy: TLA GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!
Jake Mercer: OSAMU MAINTAINS CONTROL OF THE LEG AND TRANSITIONS INTO A ONE-LEGGED CRAB! OSAMU WRENCHES ALL THE WAY BACK, PUTTING PRESSURE ON TLA’S KNEE AND LOWER BACK! TLA IS REACHING FOR THE ROPES BUT HE’S NOT CLOSE ENOUGH!
Stew-O: THE REFEREE IS CHECKING ON TLA BUT ONCE AGAIN HE IS REFUSING TO GIVE UP! TLA HAS STARTED TO INCH HIS WAY FORWARD AND IS GETTING CLOSER TO THE ROPES! OSAMU IS TRYING TO MAINTAIN CONTROL BUT THIS CROWD IS SOLIDLY BEHIND TLA RIGHT NOW! THEY ARE CHANTING HIS NAME AND URGING HIM ON! TLA IS STRETCHING AS FAR AS HE CAN AND HE FINALLY GETS HIS FINGERS AROUND THE ROPES! THE REFEREE IS ORDERING OSAMU TO LET GO BUT HE DOESN’T WANT TOO!
Referee (Off Mic): ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR… FI-
Flannery McCoy: A frustrated Osamu lets go of the hold and TLA wraps his arms around the ropes and pulls himself to the apron of the ring! That’s smart on TLA’s part because we all know Osamu is going to look to follow up with the ‘Osamu Lock.’
Jake Mercer: Osamu reaches through the ropes and grabs TLA but TLA just raked him across the face!!!
Stew-O: That gives TLA a bit of a break and he pulls himself up to his feet! TLA tests his knee and in doing so allows Osamu to come flying at him! TLA quickly ducks between the ropes and catches TLA with a shoulder to the gut! TLA grips the ropes and leaps over them… SUNSET FLIP POWERBOMB TO OSAMU! TLA WITH THE COVER!
Flannery McCoy: OSAMU KICKS OUT!
Jake Mercer: TLA throws Osamu to the side and is the first man back to his feet! He looks to catch TLA with a kick to the face, but TLA catches the foot! TLA hangs on as he gets back up! Osamu is shaking his head but TLA spins him around and attempts to turn Osamu inside out with a lariat!!!
Stew-O: Osamu is able to duck and he grabs TLA around the waist! He goes for a German suplex BUT TLA MANAGES TO LAND ON HIS FEET! OSAMU IS SHOCKED AND TLA LUNGES AT HIM WITH A SERIES OF STIFF PALM STRIKES!!!! OSAMU COVERS UP BUT TLA WITH SEVERAL PRECISE KICKS TO THE RIBS NOW! OSAMU IS REELING AND TLA GRABS HIM…. LOOKING FOR A ZIG ZAG! OSAMU SHRUGS HIM OFF AND TURNS AROUND AND HE SPITS SILVER MIST IN THE FACE OF LA PA-
Flannery McCoy: TLA DUCKS AND THE MIST HITS THE REFEREE IN THE FACE! THE REFEREE IS BLIND! THE REFEREE IS BLIND!
Jake Mercer: OSAMU TAKES ADVANTAGE OF THE SITUATION AND HE KICKS TLA RIGHT BETWEEN THE LEGS! TLA CRUMBLES TO THE MAT!!!
Stew-O: OSAMU GOES TO THE TOP ROPE AND HE LIES IN WAIT!!!! TLA IS GRIPPING HIS BALLS AS HE GETS TO HIS FEET AND THAT’S WHEN OSAMU TAKES FLIGHT!!! OSAMU WITH A FLYING TOP ROPE DROPKICK!!!!
Flannery McCoy: ‘CARTEL KICK!’ THE PELE KICK KNOCKS OSAMU OUT OF THE AIR!!!!
Jake Mercer: TLA IS BACK IN CONTROL OF THIS MATCH AND HE IS LOOKING TO PUT AN END TO OSAMU ARCICHIDA! HE PULLS ‘THE ORCHESTRATOR’ UP AND PLANTS HIM WITH A NICE LOOKING TIGER SUPLEX! TLA IS CALLING FOR THE END OF THIS MATCH!
Stew-O: TLA IS GOING UP TOP! I THINK HE IS LOOKING TO HIT ‘BURNOUT’! IF TLA HITS THE CORKSCREW 360 SENTON THIS MATCH IS ABSOLUTELY OVER!
Flannery McCoy: HANG ON!!! DRAKE KING JUST RUSHED THE RING AND HE SHOVES TLA OFF THE TURNBUCKLE! TLA HITS THE MAT AND DRAKE SLIDES INTO THE RING! HE’S GOT THE BRANDING IRON AND HE CRACKS IT OVER TLA’S SKULL!
Stew-O: OSAMU IS STIRRING AND DRAKE SEES THIS! HE TAKES THE BRANDING IRON AND NAILS OSAMU RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES WITH THE BLUNT END OF IT! OSAMU IS BUSTED OPEN AND THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION IS STANDING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING LOOKING DOWN AT HIS RECKLESS WIRING OPPONENTS!!!!
Jake Mercer: :lupe:!!!! The referee is finally back into this thing and he looks at Drake! He sees TLA and Osamu down and out, and he is calling for the bell! Drake King just ruined this match for TLA and Osamu!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Flannery McCoy: DRAKE JUST TOOK THE BRANDING IRON TO THE REFEREE! HE HIT HIM RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES TOO! DRAKE IS NOW RIPPING THE SHIRT OFF THE REFEREE AND HE KICKS HIM OVER ON HIS STOMACH! DON’T DO THIS DRAKE! DON’T DO IT!
(Showing absolutely no mercy, Drake slams the burning end of the branding iron into the back of the referee. The referee’s horrific screams fill the arena and security comes rushing to the ring. They grab for the World Heavyweight Champion, but Drake wisely retreats and starts making his way back up the ramp.)
Stew-O: WOOOOOOOOOOOOW! That is not the ending I thought we were going to get tonight. TLA and Osamu Arcichida were in the middle of another classic before Drake King got involved and took them both out!
Flannery McCoy: But can we talk about the unnecessary actions of our World Heavyweight Champion? Medical officials have made their way out and they are checking on the referee. He was just brutally burned with that branding iron, and I’m disgusted by this.
Jake Mercer: Maybe he got in Drake’s way?! I don’t know. Whatever the case is, Drake just sent a message to both TLA and Osamu tonight. The World Heavyweight Champion is determined to walk into Reckless Wiring as the champion and leave as the champion.
(The camera zooms in on Drake’s smirking face as he stands on the stage, branding iron raised in the air. The crowd is booing the h*ll out of him, but The Paragon doesn’t seem to care. Inside the ring, Osamu is sitting up, looking down at the blood on his hand, and TLA has rolled out of the ring. He’s staring a hole in his rival.)
Stew-O: That concludes Dynasty, folks. For Flannery and Jake, I’m Stew-O. Goodnight.
(EAW logo buzzes.)