Brandi Carter
(EAW intro plays.)
(Friday Night Dynasty opens up with the usual intro showcasing many of the top stars on the red brand. Before long, a recap of last week’s show is shown. Once the montage ends, Dynasty comes to a live view of the Pinnacle Bank Arena in Lincoln, Nebraska! It’s a sold-out crowd on the way to Grand Rampage, and that much is clear as the shot transitions from outside the arena to inside of it, showcasing all of the filled seats. It’s complete pandemonium. The EAW faithful give waves and excited cheers towards the cameras as the iconic overhead sweeping shot captures them all in their enthusiastic glory. Soon, the shot switches over to the stage where red and white pyrotechnics go off in a bright, dazzling array. After that goes off, we get a view of Stew-O, Jake Mercer, and Flannery McCoy, ready on standby as always for another edition of Dynasty!)
Stew-O: EAW Universe, thank you for tuning in to another edition of Friday Night Dynasty! I am Stew-O, and of course, I am joined here by my usual partners in crime, Jake Mercer and Flannery McCoy!
Jake Mercer: You already know the deal! Another night of jam-packed action and a lot of interesting developments as we get closer to Grand Rampage! I can hardly wait!
Flannery McCoy: Neither can I! The past few weeks have been interesting to say the least, and now, as we are two weeks away from that crucial show, there is a lot to cover. Speaking of which, we open things up with our world heavyweight champion, who certainly has some things to say as he gets closer to his title defense at Grand Rampage!
(Friday Night Dynasty then transitions away from the commentary booth and toward the stage as ‘Enemy Strike’ by Yuki Hayashi is heard playing through the speakers of the arena. The crowd erupts into a loud reaction as the camera goes over to the World Heavyweight Champion Myles as he is seen making his way out.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome… the EAW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!!!!!!!!!!! MYLES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Last week we saw a heated confrontation between the Champion and the challenger, which ended with them getting wins over Shisui Tategami and Chiyo Gedo in tag team action.
Flannery McCoy: And now Myles is out here tonight and it seems like he has more on his mind, that’s just something that we’ll have to see.
Jake Mercer: He has nothing compared to my GOAT, he can try, but he will fail.
(Myles enters the ring and takes his title before raising it up into the air. He then takes a microphone from the ringside area as ‘Enemy Strike’ begins to come to a close. He takes a moment to soak it all in before speaking.)
Myles: It has certainly been an interesting couple of weeks, hasn’t it?
(The crowd cheers loudly as Myles nods his head, adjusting the World Heavyweight Championship over his shoulder.)
Myles: I think it goes without saying that from Operation: Doomsday to now my trajectory toward the Grand Rampage Marquee Event has taken a complete 180. I did not at all anticipate what was going to be in the plans for me, but that doesn’t mean I’m walking into it unprepared, absolutely not. In fact, I welcome the challenge that has been set forth by Limmy Monaghan, someone who many consider to be the best here on Friday Night Dynasty, and I’m out to prove a point. I’m out to make a statement, that what you may think to be the truth is far from the case. I know that walking into this match, many consider it up in the air. They look at someone like Limmy and they see him as this insurmountable challenge for me, and I honestly would not be very surprised if people were to think that at Grand Rampage we would be seeing a new World Heavyweight Champion, and I understand why. They rewind the tape and they go back to Pain For Pride last Season, they see the last match that we had with Limmy defending the World Heavyweight Championship against me. Even when he wasn’t at his best, injured and hurt, he still managed to get the better of me, and that is something that has been embedded into my brain for the longest time. I’m not going to try and sweep that under the rug and pretend it doesn’t mean anything,m because it does, but what I can also say is that a lot has changed since Pain For Pride as well.
(Myles continues to pace around the ring, pausing for a moment before going on.)
Myles: Contrary to belief, I am not the same person that I was last Season, and even then, I’m not the type of person to make the same mistake twice. You see, shortly after losing the World Heavyweight Championship, Limmy took a step away from Elite Answers Wrestling. He took some time to himself, which I can’t really fault him for considering I did so as well once upon a time. But while he’s been away, sitting dormant and taking his time coming back, I have had no choice but to continue to grow. I have had no choice but to make sure that what happened at Pain For Pride did not define me, and that it was only going to be a matter of time before I got what I wanted. Fast forward, and here I stand with the World Heavyweight Championship that everyone was so adamant about saying I could not reach for. I have been forced to grow stronger in spite of the adversity, and that was not only to prove that I deserve this World Championship by my own merit but to also prepare myself for a situation like this… KNOWING that if and when Limmy Monaghan were to come back it would be straight for this Championship, and I prepared to make sure that I can beat him.
(Myles lowers his microphone for a moment, looking around at the crowd who is electric tonight. He then looks to continue speaking… but that is before ‘Number One’ by Shirō Sagisu & Adam Brown begins to blast through the speakers.)
Jake Mercer: MY GOAT! HE’S HERE!
(The camera goes over to Limmy Monaghan who is seen making his way out to the stage with a calm, collected expression. After looking around he, from there, begins to make his way down the ramp.)
Stew-O: Well it seems like Limmy has heard enough, as he’s coming out here tonight to give his response to all of this.
Flannery McCoy: A topic of discussion has been what happened at Pain For Pride 16 and how Limmy beat Myles there. It seems like Limmy wants to run us through what he thinks about Myles’ perspective on things.
(Limmy then enters the ring as he makes his way over to Myles, eyeing him for a moment before then taking a microphone from the ringside area. ‘Number One’ then begins to come to a close, from there, as Limmy begins to speak.)
Limmy Monaghan: I’ve heard what you have to say, Myles, and I find your ambitions quite admirable. There’s a lot of talk surrounding this match and ultimately a lot of speculation, not just with you, but with me as well. The time that I took off is one part of it, and many people like to believe that maybe it can be looked at as a weakness. But that’s not the case, at least in my mind. See like the times that you referenced before where you took a step back from this company, the reason that I did was to get my head on straight. After losing the World Heavyweight Championship, I can admit that my mind was just a little muddy. I didn’t exactly have myself completely together, and I realized that there wasn’t any point in forcing it, that wouldn’t do anything for my career. The nearly six months that I was gone from Elite Answers Wrestling, not only does not change anything about who I am as a professional wrestler but also reaffirms it and strengthens it. You said many people make me out to be the best on the Friday Night Dynasty roster, and I think that to be the case as well. I have done enough to believe that for certain not just for some egotistical means like others, but for it to be the undeniable truth in the minds of many. Once again, that doesn’t change no matter how much time I take off.
(Limmy continues to eye Myles, as the World Heavyweight Champion is still completely stonefaced listening to what the challenger has to say.)
Limmy Monaghan: So while I appreciate your confidence, I appreciate how you’re not backing down to this at all and even going as far as saying that you’ve prepared for this moment ever since Pain For Pride. But I don’t believe that the result that happened then is going to change now. No matter how much preparation you have, Myles, no matter how much you’re willing to give in order to get the better of me once and for all… I am still better than you. I have been and will continue to be. I said from the very beginning, and you acknowledged it too, that when I came back I was coming for the World Heavyweight Championship and looking to add a second one to my trophy case. Let me tell you one thing, and that is that I did not come this far to lose, that is simply unacceptable. I came here with a purpose, and that purpose is to beat you and I will do it at Grand Rampage.
Myles: I understand as well your confidence heading into this, but what I don’t think you understand is just how much I bring to the table. This entire time you have failed to process in your mind that I am completely different from the last time that we faced. Perhaps that is because it poses a challenge that you haven’t entirely prepared for, I don’t know, but what I do know is that it’s going to require more than just Limmy Monaghan to get this victory. It’s going to take you having to exceed to the next level even above your peak if you want to truly beat the Peak here on Friday Night Dynasty. I didn’t earn my spot at the top for nothing, it means that I am the best bar none and that is no exception no matter how long you have been gone from this company.
Limmy Monaghan: But it does make a difference, Myles, that’s what you fail to understand. Because while you have beaten everyone that this brand has to offer in terms of competition and, yes, it has led you to the World Heavyweight Championship… you have not beaten me yet. You talk about me being unable to prepare for the challenge that is posed against me, maybe that’s the case, but my question to you is are you prepared for the challenge that is standing in front of you? That is what you have failed to answer and that is telling of what is going to happen at Grand Rampage above all else.
Myles: Look, you can say what you want, Limmy, but when the time comes… then we’ll truly see who’s on borrowed time between the two of us.
(The crowd goes to a hush, as Limmy’s brow furrows at this. Myles keeps a straight face, and it isn’t long after before he turns around and begins to make his way out of the ring. ‘Enemy Strike’ once again begins to play up as he makes his way up the ramp and toward the backstage area. Limmy watches as he leaves, letting his words sink in. The last shot seen is Myles taking one last glance at him before exiting to the backstage area as Friday Night Dynasty begins to fade elsewhere.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(“Did You See the Sunshine” by Chogakusei began to play throughout the arena. Emerging slowly from the curtain was Jay Jerry Johnson. He stood on the apron, looking at the crowd of people hyped for this match-up. He puts his hand on his chin and pops his neck. Laser focus in his eyes as he makes his walk to the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! From Bridgeport, Connecticut, weighing 206 pounds, “THE ARTIST”…JAY JERRY JOHNSSSOOOOOONNNNN!
(“FLASH BACK” by AIBECK replaced Jay’s music! AIRI Evergarden emerges with a smile, walking down to the ring with a stride of confidence.)
Stephie Love: Introducing the CHALLENGER! From Chiba, Japan weighing 170 pounds, “THE INFINITY”…AIRI EVERGREEN!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Flannery McCoy: The match is officially underway, and AIRI immediately starts things off quickly! Charging in, trying to take Jay off his feet, but that doesn’t work! Johnson was able to stop her momentum, taking her straight to the ground! Johnson now fires off some elbows to the back of the head, trying to get Evergarden to quickly struggle so that he can move her into the corner. The Artist, bringing her into the corner and delivering a HARD CHOP to her chest! That sounded like it stung- AND FOLLOWING IT UP WITH ANOTHER ONE! Jerry is looking to stand a message that Evergarden will never forget. Not just her but anyone watching this match; he wants everyone to know how real he is. It’s pretty hard to argue against his legitness.
Jake Mercer: I wouldn’t dare argue against what he does in that ring and what he does to people; when Jay is in that ring, he makes sure that his opponent leaves that ring remembering his name — feeling the pain that he inflicted upon them! AIRI has a steep mountain, but she is willing to climb it! Jumping on Jay and attacking away! Firing off shots to the head, trying to turn the match back her way quickly! But it looks like Jay pushes her off, making her stumble back against the ropes! Johnson quickly got to his feet, not letting AIRI get a moment of relaxation! Continuing to attack and punish her! Knees and punches to the stomach! You know that doesn’t feel good!
Stew-O: That has to be an understatement! Those must be excruciating, the way Jay is delivering those punches! Now Jay got her in a headlock, flipping her onto her back and keeping that head squeezed on the ground! Just yanking her head around, almost like he wants to rip it off her shoulders! This isn’t a good spot, but AIRI isn’t going out without a fight! Getting back to her feet slowly with Jay still applying the headlock, she is firing off punches to the side of Jay! Shot after shot! Trying to break that hold before he chokes the life out of her!
Flannery McCoy: AIRI using the ropes to bounce Jay off of her, he comes rebounding back and TAKES HER DOWN WITH A SHOULDER TACKLE! AIRI gets back up but gets caught with an Irish whip by Jay- no wait it’s reversed! Jay bounces off the ropes again but comes back with a LOUD CHOP! He bounces off the ropes again and KICKS AIRI in the jaw! Almost knocking it off her face! Jay quickly dropped down, hooking both legs looking for a pin!
ONE!
…
TWO!!
Jake Mercer: AIRI manages to kick out and Jay is immediately back on her with a side headlock! If I was her, I would have taken that pin cause there is no way I am lasting another minute with Jay at this rate! Everything he does is calculated, it’s calculated and every move is made to completely break you! All Evergarden can do is try to fight to survive and hopefully find a weakness! She seems to be fighting out of the headlock again BUT JAY ONCE AGAIN HIP TOSSES HER IN THE HEADLOCK AND LANDS ON HER BACK! Jay was not going to let her break out easily- BUT IT LOOKS LIKE SHE DID ANYWAY! Head scissors by AIRI but Jay quickly kicks out of it quickly! Both wrestlers are standing, Jay going for a clothesline but AIRI ducks it!
Stew-O: AIRI finally finding her footing in the match! Firing off with forearm strikes, pushing Jay back into the corner! Now stomping him in the midsection! She is quickly gaining momentum, stopping her assault only to avoid being disqualified! AIRI is going to have to continue to be relentless offensive! Get back in there and attack- NOPE! Jay lands an elbow to the bridge of AIRI’s nose! Making her stumble backwards! That was a very hard strike! That might’ve broken her nose!
Flannery McCoy: It doesn’t seem like Jay cares! HITTING AIRI WITH THE “PRETTY VISITOR” JUMPING CUTTER OUT OF NOWHERE! LAYING OUT AIRI! Jay looks unamused, he knows that he has this match firmly in his control! He could end it right now and it looks like that’s what he plans to do! Locking in the Jerry Special ‘99! The Peruvian Necktie! She is trapped! She is trapped with no sign of help from the rope break!
Jake Mercer: This is a very dangerous position! Will Jay make AIRI tap out! Will he…
(TAP! TAP! TAP!)
Stew-0: JUST LIKE THAT AIRI IS TAPPING! AIRI IS TAPPING! The referee is trying to get Jay off of her now! This match is over!
(DING! DING! DING)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner…”THE ARTIST”…JAY JERRY JOHNSSSOOOOOONNNNN!”
Stew-O: I can’t lie to you, that match was completely one sided and it’s kinda a shame we didn’t see more out of Airi Evergarden here tonight! There is always next time for her but tonight, Jay Jerry Johnson sends a message! Anyone who doubts his greatness, pays the price.
Flannery McCoy: Jerry shows that not only does he talk the talk, he walks the walk and tonight he walked that walk all the way to the most dominant match performance we have seen from him in a while.
(Jay continues to celebrate the victory, AIRI rolls out of the ring, sitting down on the outside looking disappointed that she tapped out —AIRI slams her fist on the ground as the scene fades from there.)
(Backstage, Kensingten Calhoun-Astor and Richard Grant can be seen together. Kensingten has on a Caitlin Clark jersey, all smiles as she lets out a content sigh.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Gosh, what a game that was. I am so glad that Caitlin was able to get her revenge over those classless thugs.
Richard Grant: I know, right? I still can’t believe a degenerate school like that has any sort of presence within the collegiate sports league. It’s despicable. What happened to the sanctity of sports?
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: I know, right? What a shame that women’s basketball has grown in prominence thanks to a bunch of victim-seeking, uncouth fools who can get away with everything. It’s an embarrassment. At least all is right in the world now and Caitlin will get her much deserved championship before she heads off to make the WNBA a prosperous, honorable league. 🤩
Richard Grant: Her and Paige are the future, I tell you. Two amazing talents. The sport is in good hands with theirs.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Mhm, and not like that big brat Angel. Honestly, she reminds me a lot of Diamond. Loud, boisterous bullies who think they can do no wrong. Disgusting.
Richard Grant: One and the same, I tell ya. One and the same.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Absolutely. But you know what, Richie? Seeing her get her revenge against those girls sure has been inspiring. It motivates me to fight back against evil and to never give up.
(Cue Kensingten placing a hand on her heart as she sighs, smiling.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: A true, all-American hero she is. Now, not only has she gotten rid of that dirty little debutante, but she’s an idol for so many women such as myself who are looking to work to get their own bit of revenge.
Richard Grant: Is that right?
(They both grin at each other.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Absolutely. Angel is nothing but a loser who has to sit at home and watch someone do her job better than her, just like a certain someone. Hope she gets well soon, though.
(She chuckles.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: But honestly, Richie, this is great. Diamond is out of our hair and we don’t have to deal with an DEI like Tyrone… at least, for another week, that is.
(That’s when she frowns slightly.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Granted, I wish he was gone for much longer, but what can you do? At least with the bit of time left, I can make use of my power and plant some seeds that can overtime help to make this brand blossom.
Richard Grant: Really? And what’s that?
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Weeeeeelll, I don’t want to reveal too much too soon. However, I’m looking to secure a spot for a special someone in the Grand Rampage match, and it’s going to be amazing.
Richard Grant: 👀I suppose the secret applies to me, huh?
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: It does. However, it’s going to deliver, I promise. 😌
Richard Grant: Oh, you ain’t gotta convince me, Kennie. I know with every decision you make it’s going to be a good one.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Well, it’s always good to have your support. But yes, this is going to be amazing. I’m sure the surprise is going to knock off a lot of socks. I can hardly wait!
(She then clasps her hands together.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Oh, by the way, Richie, do you mind giving a call to an Elitist for me? They’re gonna come and draw their number for the Grand Rampage.
Richard Grant: Sure thing, Kennie. I can do that for you. I’m sure they’ll be real lucky.
(Kensingten snickers.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Oh, they will be.
(Richard goes ahead and walks to the desk, seeing a name scribbled on a sticky note. He lets out a snort before he presses a button on the phone.)
Richard Grant: Yeah, bring him into the office. Kensingten is ready for him.
(The camera pans out as the Grand Rampage tumbler is shown, awaiting the arrival of the aforementioned “lucky elitist.” The door can be heard opening, and Kensingten looks up, putting her phone away to excitedly clap for… Bronson Daniels. Bronson enters the frame, alongside Richard Grant, and Daniels clearly isn’t all smiles like Kensingten is. In fact, he appears a little confused.)
Bronson Daniels: You… wanted to see me?
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: As a matter of fact, I did. Try not to sound so shocked.
Bronson Daniels: Well, it’s not like you and I have had the best relationship.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Oh, Bronson. :mjlol: It’s 2024! You know what that means. New year, new me.
(Bronson raises an eyebrow at this, still skeptical of Kensingten’s intentions.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Sure, you and I got off to a rocky start, but it’s never too late to start over.
Bronson Daniels: Right… so, why am I here exactly?
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: It’s simple! I said that one lucky elitist would get the opportunity of a lifetime, and that’s to pick their number for Grand Rampage. Bronson, you’re the first name that came to mind.
Bronson Daniels: And why is that?
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Isn’t it obvious?
(Kensingen pauses, waiting for Bronson to answer, but he still looks confused.)
Bronson Daniels: Uhh… no.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Bronson, for two seasons straight, you have been the heart and soul of Dynasty! You’ve bled Dynasty’s red through and through! If anybody deserves this opportunity, it’s you, and I’m sure that our fans would agree! Right?
(Kensingten looks out to the crowd, who can be heard cheering, one-hundred percent behind Daniels, and Kensingten’s claims about him, even though they didn’t come off as genuine. Bronson sighs.)
Bronson Daniels: Alright, I’ll bite, Kensingten, but- man, can you back up?
(Richard puts his hands up, and backs away from Daniels, moving next to Kensingten, and whispers in her ear. However, he’s still loud enough to hear.)
Richard Grant: Are you sure about this?
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Yes, I’m sure.
(Bronson shakes his head.)
Bronson Daniels: As I was saying… I’ll bite, but I don’t trust this. Not for one second.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Even after all those nice things I said about you? You still think my intentions are anything but pure?
Bronson Daniels: …yes.
(Kensingten looks a bit sad at this answer from Bronson.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Regardless, I’m happy with my decision, and would like for you to draw your entry number please. All you have to do is roll the tumbler, and pick-
Bronson Daniels: Yes, I’m aware of how it works, Kensingten. Thank you.
(Kensingten puts her hands up.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Jeez. Just trying to help. Best of luck though!
(Bronson rolls his eyes, and starts rolling the tumbler before stopping to pull out a ball, which holds his Grand Rampage entry number. Bronson pops it open, and takes out a piece of paper, proceeding to read it.)
Richard Grant: Don’t leave us waiting. What’d you get?
(Bronson takes a deep breath, annoyed.)
Bronson Daniels: …number one.
(Kensingten and Richard both grimace, feigning shock.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: 😬 Yikes. Talk about bad luck. But if anyone can win from that number, it’s you!
Bronson Daniels: You’re expecting me to believe the two of you had nothing to do with this?
Richard Grant: What? Are you trying to imply that we… rigged the numbers?
Kensingen Calhoun-Astor: Preposterous! We’d never do something like that, and Bronson, you’re sounding real ungrateful for someone that just got the opportunity of a lifetime.
(Bronson stares daggers into both of them briefly.)
Bronson Daniels: Whatever. No matter the number, I’m winning the Grand Rampage match, and regaining my World Heavyweight Championship in the main event of Pain for Pride.
(Bronson storms off, Kensingten and Richard looking on as the camera fades elsewhere.)
(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring, ready to call the next match of the evening.)
Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR… ONE FALL!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
(‘Under The Tree’ by SiM plays out Shisui Tategami, who’s theme transitions into “Geto’s True Identity” by Yoshimasa Terui as he gets to the end of the rampway, continuing his walk to the ring, not waiting for Chiyo. Chiyo doesn’t do the same either for Vincent Mondrian, who marches down the ring to ‘Lacrimosa – Epic Version’ by Samuel Kim after Chiyo’s entrance.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! At a combined weight of 555 pounds…THE TEAM OF SHISUI TATEGAMI, CHIYO GESO, AND VINCENT MONDRIAN!!
(“Out of the Black” by Royal Blood plays out Mig De Decker, who gets to the end of the ramp before ‘Monsters’ by Currents plays out Rory Slate. Rory gets to the end of the ramp as well before ‘Lord Knows’ by Drake (feat. Rick Ross) plays out Cody Maverick to complete the team.)
Stephie Love: And their opponents! At a combined weight of 560 pounds…THE TEAM OF MIG DE DECKER, RORY SLATE, AND CODU MAVERICK!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: WE ARE OFF TO A HOT START AS CODY MAVERICK SLIDES IN THE RING, ATTACKING SHISUI WITH A RIGHT HAND, DROPPING HIM! SHISUI SCRAMBLES BACK TO HIS FEET, AND IS FLOORED WITH ANOTHER RIGHT HAND! AGAIN, SHISUI IS QUICKLY BACK TO HIS FEET, AND CODY IRISH WHIPS HIM TO THE CORNER!
Flnanery McCoy: CODY CHARGES IN TO DELIVER A CORNER CLOTHESLINE! IRISH WHIP TO THE OPPOSITE CORNER, AND CODY CONNECTS WITH ANOTHER CLOTHESLINE, TRANSITIONING TO A RUNNING BULLDOG IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! SHISUI RETURNS TO HIS FEET, FAVORING HIS MOUTH AND NOSE AREA, GETTING CAUGHT WITH A DROPKICK BY MAVERICK!
Jake Mercer: MAVERICK PULLS SHISUI BACK TO HIS FEET, HOLDING THE BACK OF HIS HEAD AS HE TAGS OUT TO MIG DE DECKER!
**TAG!!**
Stew-O: Tag is made! Mig enters the ring, and delivers a KICK TO THE GUT OF SHISUI! From there, Cody leaves the ring as Mig begins going to work! A vicious forearm stuns Shisui for a SNAP SUPLEX in the center of the ring! Mig floats over into the cover!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!
Flannery McCoy: Kickout! Mig pulls Shisui back to his feet- BUT TATEGAMI EXPLODES WITH A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! Mig staggers back into the corner, and Shisui grabs hold of him, directing him to his corner as he tags out to Chiyo Gedo!
**TAG!!**
Stew-O: Chiyo enters the ring, and Shisui lets go of Mig as Gedo rebounds off the ropes for a RIGHT HAND- NO! MIG BLOCKS IT, AND BACKS CHIYO INTO THE CORNER WITH RIGHT HANDS OF HIS OWN! KNIFE EDGE CHOP BY MIG ECHOES THROUGHOUT THE ARENA! AND ITS FOLLOWED UP BY ANOTHER! THEN ANOTHER!
Flannery McCoy: MIG IS LIGHTING THE CHEST OF CHIYO UP BEFORE IRISH WHIPPING HIM HARD TO THE OPPOSITE CORNER! CHIYO COMES STAGGERING OUT, AND WANDERS RIGHT INTO A BACK BODY DROP!
**TAG!!**
Jake Mercer: Mig makes the tag out to Rory! Chiyo scoots back into the corner as Rory closes in- HOWEVER, CHIYO GRABS THE BAND OF HER TRUNKS FOR LEVERAGE, PULLING RORY FACE FIRST INTO THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE!
Stew-O: Chiyo pulls Rory back to her feet, and irish whips her off the ropes for a HIP TOSS! RORY BLOCKS IT, AND COUNTERS WITH A BACKSLIDE!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Stew-O: CHIYO ROLLS THROUGH ALL FOURS! RORY RISES TO HER FEET, BUT CHIYO SINGLE LEGS HER DOWN TO THE CANVAS, DRAGGING RORY BY HER ANKLE TO HIS CORNER!
**TAG!!**
Flannery McCoy: And in comes Vincent Mondrian! Vincent delivers multiple STOMPS to the chest of Slate! Chiyo exits the ring, and Vincent pulls Rory back to her feet, slamming her FACE FIRST off the top turnbuckle! Vincent isn’t done, and follows it up with a STIFF european uppercut! No doubt jacking the jaw of Rory Slate!
Stew-O: Vincent connects with ANOTHER! Rory is desperately trying to shake the cobwebs out of her head, but gets brought to the center of the ring by Mondrian! RORY EXPLODES WITH A KNIFE EDGE CHOP, ATTEMPTING TO BATTLE BACK AGAINST VINCENT AS SHE RUNS OFF THE ROPES!
Flannery McCoy: BUT VINCENT HALTS HER MOMENTUM WITH A RUNNING BACK ELBOW! VINCENT DROPS INTO THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Jake Mercer: Kickout! Vincent lifts Rory to her feet, and backs her into his corner, keeping her pinned there as he tags out to Shisui!
**TAG!!**
Stew-O: Shisui enters the ring, and scores with a KICK TO THE GUT ON A DEFENSELESS SLATE! Shisui directs Rory to the center of the ring, and FLOORS her with a EUROPEAN UPPERCUT!
**TAG!!**
Flannery McCoy: There’s a tag back out to Vincent, who PLANTS Rory with a body slam! VINCENT RUNS OFF THE ROPES TO DELIVER AN ELBOW DROP- BUT RORY AVOIDS IT JUST IN THE NICK OF TIME!
Stew-O: Vincent rises to a knee, favoring that elbow as Rory pulls herself up to a vertical base in the corner! VINCENT RUSHES IN FOR A RUNNING CORNER SPEAR- BUT RORY SIDESTEPS OUT THE WAY AS WELL! VINCENT GOES SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE RINGPOST, AND RORY DROPS TO HER KNEES, CRAWLING TO HER CORNER!
Jake Mercer: RORY’S OFFENSE HAS BEEN NEXT TO NONEXISTENT HERE! SHE NEEDS TO MAKE A TAG!
**TAG!!**
Flannery McCoy: AND SHE DOES! RORY MAKES THE TAG OUT TO MIG DE DECKER! MIG MEETS VINCENT IN THE MIDDLE WITH A KICK TO THE GUT! KNIFE EDGE CHOP BACKS VINCENT UP AGAINST THE ROPES FOR AN IRISH WHIP! VINCENT TURNS IT AROUND THE LAST MINUTE, SENDING MIG TO THE ROPES INSTEAD!
Stew-O: BACK ELBOW ATTEMPT BY VINCENT! SAME ONE HE CAUGHT RORY WITH- BUT MIG DUCKS UNDERNEATH, AND REBOUNDS OFF THE ROPES FOR A SECOND TIME! MIG SLIDES THROUGH THE LEGS OF VINCENT, AND POPS TO HIS FEET BEHIND HIM FOR A ROLLING ELBOW!
Flannery McCoy: THOUGH, VINCENT IS STILL STANDING, ALBEIT BARELY! MIG TRIES WRESTLING HIM DOWN FOR THE BXL STRETCH! THAT LEBELL LOCK! BUT VINCENT DOUBLES OVER INSTEAD, BLOCKING THE ATTEMPT WITH A DEVASTATING FOREARM STRIKE THAT KNOCKS MIG BACK!
Stew-O: VINCENT RUSHES IN- BUT MIG COUNTERS WITH A DROP TOE HOLD! VINCENT HITS THROAT FIRST ACROSS THE MIDDLE ROPE AS HE RISES TO HIS FEET, GASPING FOR AIR, WALKING RIGHT INTO A DEATH JACKET DRIVER! STRAIGHT JACKET BRAINBUSTER BY MIG FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO-
Jake Mercer: BOTH CHIYO AND SHISUI SAVE THE MATCH WITH STOMPS TO DE DECKER! BUT THAT PROMPTS BOTH RORY AND CODY TO ENTER THE RING, EVENING THE ODDS AS THEY BACK BOTH CHIYO AND SHISUI UP AGAINST THE ROPES WITH RIGHTS BEFORE CLOTHESLINING THEM UP AND OVER THE TOP!
Stew-O: CHIYO, SHISUI, AND VINCENT REGROUP ON THE OUTSIDE! BUT LOOK OUT, BECAUSE CODY MAVERICK CLIMBS TO THE TOP ROPE, DIVING ONTO ALL THREE MEN WITH A SPLASH! CODY GRABS HOLD OF VINCENT, AND ROLLS HIM BACK INTO THE RING FOR A COVER BY MIG!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHH-
Flannery McCoy: KICKOUT! MIG MAKES THE TAG OUT TO MAVERICK!
**TAG!!**
Flannery McCoy: CODY ENTERS THE RING, LINING UP MONDRIAN AS HE SLOWLY RETURNS TO HIS FEET! KICK TO THE GUT, AND CODY WANTS THAT SIN CITY STUNNER- BUT VINCENT PUSHES HIM OFF! CODY BOUNCES OFF THE ROPES FOR A REBOUND GERMAN SUPLEX, GETTING DUMPED HIGH ON HIS NECK AND SHOULDERS! VINCENT HOOKS THE LEG FOR A COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Stew-O: CODY GETS THE SHOULDER UP!
**TAG!!**
Stew-O: Vincent locks Cody in a rear chinlock, keeping him still for a KICK TO THE GUT BY SHISUI! Now, Shisui tacks on a rear chinlock of his own, only further wearing down his opponent!
Jake Mercer: Not always the most interesting, but certainly effective.
Flannery McCoy: The crowd are rallying behind Cody, wanting to see him fight out of this hold! Cody fuels off that energy, and slowly powers back to his feet, beginning to loosen Shisui’s grip with repeated back elbows to the midsection! Eventually, Shisui staggers back, favoring his abdomen, and walks right into a RIGHT HAND!
Stew-O: Shisui rolls out underneath the bottom rope, pulling himself up on the apron. CODY CHARGES IN WITH A SHOULDER THRUST, KNOCKING SHISUI OFF THE APRON, AND FACE FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE!
Flannery McCoy: Shisui is on wobbly legs as Cody Maverick rolls to the outside, retrieving Tategami, and slamming him FACE FIRST off the apron before rolling him back inside! Cody slithers in the ring, and hooks the leg for a cover!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHH-
Jake Mercer: NO! SHISUI GETS THE SHOULDER UP! Cody lifts Tategami back to his feet- BUT SHISUI CATCHES CODY OFF GUARD WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK! CODY STUMBLES AROUND BEFORE DROPPING TO A KNEE, CLEARLY GLOSSED OVER AFTER THAT!
**TAG!!**
Stew-O: TAG IS MADE TO CHIYO, WHO QUICKLY CLIMBS TO THE TOP ROPE- BUT CODY GRABS HOLD OF CHIYO ON THE TOP ROPE, AND LAUNCHES HIM OFF!
Flannery McCoy: CHIYO WRITHES IN PAIN, FAVORING HIS BACK, AND CODY DROPS TO THE CANVAS, CRAWLING TOWARD HIS PARTNERS!
**TAG!!**
Flannery McCoy: CHIYO MAKES THE TAG OUT TO SHISUI FIRST, WHO RUSHES IN THE RING, TRYING TO CATCH UP TO CODY-
**TAG!!**
Stew-O: TAG! HES TOO LATE! CODY LEAPED FOR THE TAG OUT TO MIG, WHO ENTERS THE RING! KICK TO THE GUT BY SHISUI, BUT MIG RESPONDS BACK WITH ONE OF HIS OWN! KNIFE EDGE CHOP BY MIG! AND ANOTHER! MIG BACKS SHISUI UP AGAINST THE ROPES WITH CHOPS, AND IRISH WHIPS HIM OFF FOR A KITCHEN SINK!
Flannery McCoy: Shisui sits up, clutching at his abdomen before Mig stands him up for a BACK SUPLEX! COVER IS MADE!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Flannery McCoy: KICKOUT! Mig starts lifting Shisui to his feet- BUT SHISUI EXPLODES WITH A JUMPING HIGH KNEE! AND WITH MIG ON WOBBLY LEGS, SHISUI SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE A CUTTER! IZANAGI CONNECTS, BUT SHISUI DOESNT GO FOR THE COVER! INSTEAD, CRAWLING FOR THE TAG OUT TO CHIYO!
**TAG!!**
Jake Mercer: Mig is trying to shake the cobwebs out of his head, but he is clearly reeling. Chiyo reaches down, grabbing hold of Mig- BUT MIG! MIG COUNTERS WITH THE BXL STRETCH! LEBELL LOCK! MIG HAS THE LEBELL LOCK IN!
Stew-O: GOES TO SHOW HE CAN GET THAT MOVE IN FROM ALMOST ANYWHERE, EVEN WHEN HES ON THE GROUND! MIG IS WRENCHING ON THE HOLD, AND ITS VERY POSSIBLE THAT CHIYO COULD BE ON THE VERGE OF TAPPING OUT!
Flannery McCoy: VINCENT REALIZES THIS, AND ENTERS THE RING! MIG NOTICES MONDRIAN, AND RELEASES THE HOLD! VINCENT ATTEMPTS A CLOTHESLINE- BUT MIG DUCKS UNDERNEATH, AND KNOCKS SHISUI OFF THE APRON WITH A RUNNING FOREARM! MIG TURNS AROUND INTO A DDT!
Stew-O: CODY TRIES TO ENTER THE RING, BUT THE REFEREE BLOCKS HIS PATH, SENDING CODY BACK TO THE APRON!
**TAG!!**
Stew-O: CHIYO GETS THE TAG OUT TO VINCENT, AND MONDRIAN HOOKS THE LEG ON MIG!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Stew-O: SHOULDER UP!
Jake Mercer: Vincent pounds the mat in slight frustration, but stands Mig up, backing him into the corner for a KNIFE EDGE CHOP!
Flannery McCoy: MIG RETURNS FIRE WITH ONE OF HIS OWN! BUT A KNIFE EDGE CHOP KNOCKS MIG BACK INTO THE CORNER! THERES AN IRISH WHIP TO THE OPPOSING CORNER BY VINCENT- BUT IT GETS COUNTERED BY MIG! MIG CHARGES IN-
Stew-O: OOH! MIG RAN RIGHT INTO A BOOT! MIG STAGGERS BACK, AND VINCENT HOPS TO THE MIDDLE ROPE, LEAPING OFF FOR A PANAMA SUNRISE IT APPEARED LIKE! BUT MIG COUNTERED WITH A BACK BODY DROP!
Flannery McCoy: VINCENT TRIED TURNING IT TO A SUNSET FLIP, BUT MIG ROLLS THROUGH TO HIS FEET FOR AN INVERTED CURB STOMP TO THE FACE OF A SEATED VINCENT! MIG DROPS TO HIS KNEES, AND CRAWLS TOWARD HIS CORNER!
**TAG!!**
Stew-O: CODY MAVERICK RUSHES INTO THE RING, AND DROPS VINCENT WITH A CLOTHESLINE! VINCENT IS QUICKLY BACK TO HIS FEET, AND GETS DROPPED WITH ANOTHER CLOTHESLINE! VINCENT IS BACK TO HIS FEET, AND CODY TRIES TO IRISH WHIP HIM OFF THE ROPES!
Flannery McCoy: VINCENT COUNTERS THE IRISH WHIP, SENDING CODY TOWARD THE ROPES INSTEAD! CODY REBOUNDS OFF, DUCKING UNDER A CLOTHESLINE, AND SLIPPING BEHIND HIM FOR A RUSSIAN LEGSWEEP!
Stew-O: CODY POPS TO HIS FEET, AND RUSHES CHIYO WITH A FOREARM, KNOCKING HIM OFF THE APRON, ALONG WITH SHISUI AFTER A RIGHT HAND! CODY TURNS AROUND, AND DELIVERS A KICK TO THE GUT OF VINCENT! SIN CITY STU- NO! VINCENT SHOVES HIM OFF AGAIN!
Flannery McCoy: CODY HANGS ON TO THE ROPES, AND VINCENT CHARGES IN- BUT CODY SENDS HIM AND OVER HIS SHOULDER TO THE OUTSIDE!
Stew-O: CODY STEPS OUT TO THE APRON, AND LEAPS OFF WITH A CLOTHESLINE ONTO VINCENT! CODY ROLLS VINCENT BACK INSIDE THE RING! FROM BEHIND, CHIYO TRIES TO SEND CODY INTO THE BARRICADE- BUT CODY COUNTERS, SENDING CHIYO INSTEAD!
Jake Mercer: CODY SLIDES IN THE RING, AND REACHES DOWN TO GRAB HOLD OF VINCENT UP TO ALL FOURS! BUT AGAIN, FROM BEHIND, SHISUI TRIES TO SEND CODY OUT THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE, BUT CODY COUNTERS, SENDING SHISUI OUT THE RING INSTEAD!
Flannery McCoy: CODY TURNS AROUND TO ATTENPT A CLOTHESLINE ON VINCENT- BUT MONDRIAN COUNTERS WITH A STORM ONE! VAN GOGH ASCENDANCY! VINCENT RISES TO HIS FEET, AND STAGGERS BACK INTO THE COVER, STILL REELING OFF THE PUNISHMENT HES RECEIVED THUS FAR!
**TAG!!**
Stew-O: CHIYO DECIDED TO TAG HIMSELF IN, AND HOOKS THE LEG OF MIG FOR A COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE-
Stew-O: NO! CODY HAD A LITTLE TOO MUCH TIME TO BREATHE, AND MANAGED TO KICKOUT! CHIYO IS IRATE, AND VINCENT SPINS HIM AROUND, ARGUINING WITH GEDO OVER ATTEMPTING TO STEAL HIS PIN!
Flannery McCoy: RORY SHOVES VINCENT INTO CHIYO, AND SPINS VINCENT AROUND FOR KTFO! DOUBLE UNDERHOOK DDT- BUT CHIYO SHOVES RORY INTO SHISUI FOR A BACK SUPLEX UP AND OVER THE TOP ROPE! RORY HIT FACE FIRST ON THE APRON HER WAY DOWN!
Stew-O: SHISUI TURNS AROUND INTO AN MKO KICK! THRUST KICK BY MIG DE DECKER SENDS HIM UP AND OVER THE TOP ROPE!
Flannery McCoy: MIG TURNS AROUND INTO A JUMPING DDT BY CHIYO! FATAL HEAD TRA- NO! MIG LAUNCHES HIM OFF, AND CHIYO LANDS ON HIS FEET- GETTING SPUN AROUND BY CODY FOR A SIN CITY STUNNER! COVER IS MADE!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEE!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: HERES YOUR WINNERSS… THE TEAM OF CODY MAVERICK, MIG DE DECKER, AND RORY SLATE!
(‘Lord Knows’ by Drake (feat. Rick Ross) plays as Cody rises to his feet, having his hand raised in victory, along with Mig. Meanwhile, Rory is on the outside, sat up against the announce table, checking for any teeth that may have gotten knocked out.)
Stew-O: What a win for these three!
Flannery McCoy: And a win during these times are important!
Jake Mercer: Of course, because were on the road to Grand Rampage! But more importantly, Pain for Pride
(The camera fades elsewhere as the team celebrates.)
(A commercial plays for Sunday Night Voltage, with the Harper Lee and Hikari Kanno taking on Charlie Marr and Rex McAllister in a No Holds Barred main event!)
(Friday Night Dynasty returns to a shot of the backstage area of the Pinnacle Bank Arena, where a familiar face is seen. The crowd gives a strong reaction to New Breed Champion Michael Machina, as he is seen preparing for his match against Drake Armstrong in a Champion Versus Champion bout later in the night. He has a determined look on his face, taking a look at his Championship which is propped up on a production crate, before picking it up and making his way out of the scene, that is, at least, until…)
???: Michael Machina! Just the man I was looking for.
(Michael stops in his tracks, an annoyed expression on his face as the camera pans over to Damien Kutcher who is seen making his way into the scene to a loud reaction from the crowd. He has a smirk on his face, completely opposite of how Michael has reacted to his arrival.)
Michael Machina: What the hell are you doing here?
Damien Kutcher: Whoa, whoa, you got too much dip on your chip, buddy. I’m not here to start any conflict… even though I have more than enough of a reason to. I’m just here to see for myself what the Champ is all about. You got a match tonight, don’t you? Against Drake Armstrong? I’m just trying to take a look and see what makes you so good at what you do, at least that is… until I kick your ass at Grand Rampage.
(Surprisingly, Michael doesn’t react negatively to this at all. He instead starts to laugh, putting his hands on his hips as if he can’t believe what Damien is saying right now.)
Damien Kutcher: The fuck you laughing for? Do I need to repeat myself for your dumbass to understand?
Michael Machina: No, no, I just gotta ask… are you serious right now?
Damien Kutcher: Hell yeah I’m serious, I think we established that a long time ago.
(Michael shakes his head, the smile fading from his face as he gets a lot more serious as he continues what he has to say toward Damien.)
Michael Machina: I mean, I’d hope not if you don’t want to get disappointed. Surely you don’t believe that you really have what it takes to beat me for this New Breed Championship, right…? I mean, I think this goes without saying considering my track record, even if we single out my title reign alone. Anyone who has stepped up to me, whether that be from the highest of highs or lowest of lows, has met a Bullet From Hell for their troubles. Each of them thought, in their own right, that they could beat me and usurp The New Breed of Legends. So I have to ask, what really makes you special, Damien? What makes you stand out above the rest? And more importantly, how are you going to be any different than those who have already stepped up to me and lost? What makes you anything other than another name on the long list?
(Damien can’t help but laugh at this himself, tilting his head before, from there, looking to respond to the bold words that Michael spoke toward him.)
Damien Kutcher: Why do I think I’m going to be any different than everyone else? Well, I don’t think there needs to be any explanation to understand why considering we’ve already gone over this multiple times before, but I’ll oblige. Look, I ain’t come into this unmanned, I’ve seen everyone you’ve faced. You’ve been Champion for a long time, and that’s not for no reason, that’s something that I braced myself for from the very beginning. But the one mistake that people seem to make is that they can’t handle the mere prospect of facing someone like Michael Machina, “The New Breed of Legends” as you called yourself. They get easily intimidated by you and your aura, and while I almost became a victim to that, letting the pressure get to me, that ain’t in my DNA. My head is on straight, and quite frankly? Everything that you’re talking about being the best New Breed and whatnot… I’m just not buying it. Look, you can be whoever you want to be, you can be a Moneymaker, you can be a Legend, you can be a God for all I care, but that doesn’t make you unbeatable. You’re as mortal as anyone else on this roster, and the difference between you and I is that while I understand that, you’ve become so bigheaded that it doesn’t even seem to be a factor in your mind. You refuse to believe that the Michael Machina of all people can be defeated, and that’s the biggest weakness that I’ve found out of you.
(Michael looks at Damien with a stern expression on his face, having not moved a muscle despite Damien cutting deep.)
Damien Kutcher: You don’t seem to take every result into consideration, you think that shattering records like becoming the longest reigning New Breed Champion and maintaining the dominance that you’ve had on this roster is all but a foregone conclusion, but the problem I have with it is… it’s not. It’s never a guarantee and you of all people should be able to understand that considering when you first joined this company you had an undefeated streak, but didn’t last, did it? All good things must come to an end and that’s going to happen when I knock you down a peg or two, it’s going to make this all the sweeter considering that you are way too cocky for your own good. I’m going to beat you for the New Breed Championship, and maybe then… there’s going to be a new legend in EAW.
(Damien smirks as he turns around and makes his way out of the scene, with Michael watching on as he does. It isn’t long before he scoffs.)
Michael Machina: (Mumbling) Idiot…
(Before he then turns around and makes his way out of the scene himself. It’s the last shot seen before, from there, Friday Night Dynasty begins to fades to advertisements.)
(A commercial plays for Grand Rampage, with Michael Machina defending the EAW New Breed Championship against Damien Kutcher.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Duel of The Fates | EPIC VERSION’ by Samuel Kim Music starts to sound through the speakers. BRAE walks out to the stage with a stern look on his face. He motions along the symphony that accompanies him to the ring as he walks down the ramp.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, residing in Bray Wicklow County, Ireland, weighing in at 215 lbs… THE IMPERIAL SYMPHONY… BRAEEEEEEEEEEE!
Flannery McCoy: Last week, BRAE defeated three other Elitists. This week, he wants to continue that upwards momentum as he looks to defeat his opponent tonight as well!
(‘il vento d’oro’ by Yugo Kanno replaces BRAE’s theme. MITSU walks out of the backstage with his robe on. He strikes a pose on the ramp before continuing towards the ring.)
Stephie Love: And his opponent, from Soka, Saitama, Japan, weighing in at 187 lbs… THE GOLDEN DOYEN… MITSUUUUUUUUUUUU!
Jake Mercer: MITSU also has a lot to prove. He confronted the Interwire Champion last week. He has to prove to be a worthy challenger.
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: This match is officially underway with MITSU and BRAE starting to circle the ring. Both of them are looking to scout what the competition has to offer for their first bit of offense. THey both move in for a lock-up but BRAE transitions into a wristlock.
Flannery McCoy: MITSU finds himself trapped but throws back elbow towards the head of the Imperial Symphony right behind him. He manages to force BRAE to let go of the hold and transitions into a headlock of his own. BRAE starts to push him towards the ropes however.
Jake Mercer: MITSU is sent bouncing towards the other side of the ring and runs right into a Drop Toe Hold from BRAE! He gets face planted and the Imperial Symphony quickly moves back behind him as he locks in an overhead chickenwing rest hold on the Golden Doyen to make him slow down.
Stew-O: MITSU tries to get one of his feet planted on the floor so he can get some leverage to get out of the hold he’s in. BRAE has it on pretty tightly however. MITSU is struggling to move, but he starts to plant elbow into his side.
Flannery McCoy: But BRAE counters MITSU’s attempt of escaping by suddenly flooring him with an arm wringer and pulling him into a kneeling arm bar sort of move to start working on that arm of MITSU. Maybe he’ll be able to prevent Doyen’s Dominion from hitting hard enough to put him down that way.
Jake Mercer: Whatever the thought may be, he has shown to target that arm so far in this match and MITSU hasn’t exactly found the answers to it. But now with that kneeling arm bar, he pulls on BRAE’s head with his other arm and pulls him into a headbutt!
Stew-O: And now BRAE is forced to let go as he holds his own head as he gets up. MITSU waits for that to happen as he grabs the wrist of the Imperial Symphony and sends him towards the ropes with an Irish Whip!
Flannery McCoy: And BRAE bounces back towards him. MITSU drops down however, trying to trip him up, but BRAE manages to jump over him. MITSU gets back up and leaps over BRAE with a leapfrog to let him get even more momentum. And he aims to make BRAE run into an elbow smash!
Jake Mercer: BRAE is floored by it! The Imperial Symphony collects his senses as he starts to get back to his feet. But MITSU is waiting for that to happen as he grabs BRAE before sending a sharp knee strike to the midsection and backing him towards the ropes!
Stew-O: And once there, he places a second one in the gut area of the Imperial Symphony! He can’t utilize that arm as much as he’d like after it was just damaged a lot so he is using his legs to hurt BRAE instead! A third knee strike landing as well!
Flannery McCoy: And now he grabs BRAE for another Irish Whip, but the Imperial Symphony slaps away his hand from his wrist! He grabs onto his forearm however and drives it into his knee to hurt his arm even more! MITSU stumbles away from him to recover from it!
Jake Mercer: But that won’t be enough as BRAE uses that distraction to grab him from behind and pull him into a Russian Leg Sweep to floor him! After hitting it, BRAE moves over on top of him and starts to nail some right hands to the face of the Golden Doyen!
Stew-O: MITSU pushes BRAE away but the Imperial Symphony isn’t done because while the Golden Doyen tries to come back up, a sharp BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE to the side of the head sends him right back to the floor! And he moves over into the cover trying to end it!
OOONNEEE!
Flannery McCoy: But he only gets to a 1 count with it. MITSU is not staying down after that. Not even close to it. But BRAE did show him that the tide can shift at any moment and it means bad things for the Golden Doyen when it does.
Jake Mercer: BRAE isn’t slowing down in the slightest however. He’s making sure MITSU has no chance to recover at all! He pulls him towards the middle of the ring and locks in a massive Single Leg Boston Crab! He is looking to make that man tap!
Stew-O: MITSU starts to crawl towards the ropes trying to escape the fate of tapping out to BRAE. And he gets there before he can be stopped. His hand is on the ropes but BRAE holds onto the submission hold until the referee counts 4 and forces him to let loose.
Flannery McCoy: BRAE steps back as MITSU pulls himself up to his feet using the ropes. But The Imperial Symphony isn’t going to give him that room for long as he runs back up to the Golden Doyen! But he is sent over the ropes to the apron instead!
Jake Mercer: BRAE manages to catch himself on the apron but MITSU already backed up so he can prepare to strike and sends him down towards the barricade with a massive dropkick across the chest! And now he grabs onto the ropes as BRAE stumbles back towards the ropes… CORKSCREW PLANCHA TO THE OUTSIDE!
Stew-O: AND MITSU ROLLS HIM INTO THE RING! He has his eyes set on that victory as he climbs all the way from the ringside area to the top rope, measuring up BRAE as he is on that top rope… DIVING ELBOW DROP! AND HE HOOKS THE LEG AFTER!
OOOOONNNNEEE!
TTTWWWWOOOO!
Flannery McCoy: BRAE kicks out at 2! MITSU doesn’t like that however and he starts to pull him off the ground and put him in that ripcord position! AND HE SPINS BRAE OUT LOOKING TO HIT THAT ‘DOYEN’S DOMINION’! RIPCORD LARIAT ATTEMPT MADE!
Jake Mercer: BRAE JUST BLOCKED THE MOVE BY HEADUTTING THE ARM OF MITSU! HE KNEW IT WAS HURT FROM EARLIER AND TOOK ADVANTAGE! MITSU holds his arm in pain after that massive counter! This is why BRAE is the future of this business! He is just a tougher son of a gun than everyone else!
Stew-O: And now look at this, BRAE takes advantage of the pain and starts to throw those Machine Gun Chops to the chest of MITSU! And the Golden Doyen can’t fight back and gets backed into the ropes! But the chops keep coming until BRAE decides it’s enough!
Flannery McCoy: AND I THINK HE HAS DECIDED! He pulls MITSU through the ropes and starts to hit those clubbing blows to the chest! ‘THE 10 BEATS OF BRAE’! He connects with all of them while the fans are counting them with him! He is going all out right now!
Jake Mercer: And now he is just looking to end it! MITSU stumbles out of the ropes towards the middle of the ring! That is right in position for BRAE TO ATTEMPT TO TAKE HIM DOWN WITH A MASSIVE ‘MORRIGAN’ BOUNCING OFF THE ROPES! AND HE CONNECTS!
Stew-O: NO HE DOESN’T! MITSU SIDE STEPS AND GRABS BRAE AROUND THE WAIST TO PLANT HIM IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX! AND HE HOLDS ONTO THE MOVE!
Flannery McCoy: AND HE IS GOING BACK TO HIS FEET, HE’S GOT HIM IN THAT RIPCORD HOLD! HE CALLS FOR IT! DOYEN’S DOMINION—
Jake Mercer: BRAE manages to get out of it again! BUT MITSU HITS THE REFEREE WITH THE LARIAT INSTEAD! HE TAKES DOWN THE REFEREE!
Stew-O: BRAE tries to move back in BUT MITSU MANAGES TO LIFT HIM UP TO PLANT HIM BACK DOWN WITH A FLAPJACK! MITSU looks at the referee with disappointment… BUT I THINK HE’LL BE MORE DISAPPOINTMENT WHEN HE GETS BACK UP! LOOKS WHO ENTERED THE RING!
Flannery McCoy: THAT’S DRAKE ARMSTRONG! THE INTERWIRE CHAMPION! HE’S GOT THE BELT IN HIS HANDS AND AS MITSU GETS UP AND TURNS TOWARDS HIM HE CRACKS IT OVER HIS HEAD! NOT LIKE THIS!
Jake Mercer: Drake gets out of the ring while BRAE starts to recover! All he sees is MITSU knocked out on the floor! He has no idea what just happened with Drake Armstrong but all he sees is the opportunity to take it all away!
Stew-O: BRAE runs up to MITSU… AND HE LEAPS UP TO HIT THAT ‘RED DEATH’! IT CONNECTS AND HE REMAINS IN THE COVER!
OOOOONNNNEEE!
TTTWWWWOOOO!
TTTTHHHHRREEE!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… BRAE!
Flannery McCoy: All that effort from MITSU was taken away by Drake when he got hit by that championship! This isn’t fair! MITSU doesn’t deserve this!
Jake Mercer: The way I see it; BRAE won again, like I expected! Ruthless S.O.B. and everyone should FEAR him! Especially when he can so effortlessly pick up the win out of thin air!
(The referee raises BRAE’s hand as he gets off MITSU. He holds his arm high as he has a smirk on his face, happy to achieve another victory. Drake smirks from the crowd seeing MITSU lose due to his distraction. The scene fades out as BRAE gets on the ropes, motioning along with his theme song to celebrate the win.)
(A commercial plays for Burger King.)
(Friday Night Dynasty returns to the backstage area of the Pinnacle Bank Arena. It’s there that the camera is fixed in the office of Kensingten Calhoun-Astor and Richard Grant, who are seated next to each other on a couch inside of the room. They seem to be happy about something as they discuss amongst one another.)
Richard Grant: I can’t believe you managed to pull that off, how foolish does one person have to be to let that happen to them?
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Oh, darling, I told you I made some calls. When I wanted a Friday Night Dynasty roster member to be the first person to choose their Grand Rampage entrant, did you honestly believe that I was going to do it for “fun”?
Richard Grant: Of course not, I knew you had a plan, and as soon as we heard that pitiful Tyrone Montgomery was going to be out for the next two weeks, I knew that you were hard at work at something ingenious. Lo and behold, I certainly wasn’t disappointed. But if I may, I would like to ask you a question.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Anything at all.
Richard Grant: Could you not have told me earlier that the entire thing was *rigged*?
(Kensingten gives a small chuckle at this, putting a hand on Richard’s lap.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: I didn’t want anything getting out. If anyone were to overhear like the numerous occasions before, then something like this wouldn’t be able to happen. But the plan went perfectly and unfortunately for Mr. Bronson Daniels, he’s just going to have to live with the result of it. What a shame that truly is.
Richard Grant: You chose Bronson specifically for that, unsurprising. I assume I already know the reason why?
(Kensingten laughs at this as Richard does as well, both of them shaking their heads in unison.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: “The heart and soul of Dynasty”, oh how I had to lie in order to get him comfortable. I’ll admit that he was apprehensive at first, and it did put everything that I had worked for in danger. But ultimately he did fall for it. As soon as he stuck his hand in the cookie jar he faced the consequences, and now he was the first entrant into the Grand Rampage match. I don’t see a world where he wins it.
Richard Grant: There was no possible way he couldn’t have chosen #1, his fate was sealed from the very beginning.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Well…
(Kensingten smirks.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: I did put #2 in there for shits and giggles.
(Richard shakes his head once again with a smile.)
Richard Grant: Oh Kensingten, your brilliance never ceases to amaze me.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Things could not be going better. Finally, our comeuppance… it truly is a satisfying thing.
(Kensingten leans forward and kisses Richard as the camera begins to pan out, with that being the last shot seen before Friday Night Dynasty begins to fade elsewhere.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is a fatal four way match, scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Walking on Sunshine’ by Katrina and The Waves would hit the speakers first to a chorus of boos, as Ronan Malosi would make his way out onto the stage looking very happy tonight, as he would make his way down to the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! From Cape Town, South Africa, weighing in at 250 pounds, RONANNNNNNNNNNNN MALOSIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!
(‘My Way’ by Limp Bizkit hits next as the crowd would begin to cheer loudly, and Ryan Wilson was next to make his way out onto the stage, taking it all in, knowing what he was getting himself into tonight as he made his way down the ramp.)
Stephie Love: Next! From Montréal, Québec, Canada, weighing in at 220 pounds, he is ‘DYNASTY’S WORKHORSE!!!!!’ RYANNNNNNNNNNN WILSONNNNNNNNNNN!
(‘The Leaving Song Pt. Ii’ by AFI would then begin to play as the crowd only continued to cheer louder and louder, and Hans Grayson would then make his way out, taking it all in. He was focused tonight as he made his way down the ramp.)
Stephie Love: From Vancouver, British Columbia, weighing in at 219 pounds, he is ‘FIRE HEART!!!!!!!!!!!!’ HANSSSSSSSSSSSSSS GRAYSONNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!
(Lastly, ‘RED THUNDER’ by Butcher Babies would hit as Ms. Extreme would begin to make her way out with a smirk on her face and ready to win tonight. She made her way down the ramp, looking on at the competition as she entered the ring for war.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: This match is now officially underway! We are only a couple of weeks away from the Grand Rampage marquee event and here tonight, we have four talented Elitists who are going to be competing amongst the Grand Rampage match going up against one another in this preview fatal four way match! It’s Ms. Extreme, Hans Grayson, Ryan Wilson, and Ronan Malosi, and looks like we are going to be wasting no time as all four Elitists began to circle around the ring, keeping their eyes on each other as it looks like Ryan Wilson’s going to step to Malosi-
(But, immediately once Ryan stepped to Ronan, he rolled right out of the ring.)
Flannery McCoy: Uh guys, what the hell is Ronan doing right now? :comeagain:
Jake Mercer: Don’t be too confused about this, Flannery, it’s usual for someone to take some extra time to prepare before getting into competition! Just… not during the match.
(Hans, Ryan, and Extreme were all confused as Ronan Malsoi leaned back against the barricade with a smile on his face, giving them two big thumbs up.)
Ronan Malosi: (off-mic) You got this, guys! Hold it down and show the world what you’re capable of while I prepare just a liiiiittle bit more. I’ll be in there soon, promise!
Stew-O: :francis:
(All three Elitists in the ring gave each other very confusing glares, but their faces told the whole story, plotting something out… before Hans made his way out of one side of the ring while Ronan was walking around, as Ronan suddenly walked into him, his path being blocked because of Hans.)
Ronan Malosi: (off-mic) Oh hey! I guess you’re thinking the same?
Flannery McCoy: I don’t think he’s thinking the same thing.
(Ronan giggled nervously as Hans shook his head. Ronan then turned around and started to make the other around the ringside area, but Ryan Wilson exited the ring next, once again Ronan’s path was blocked as he scratched his head.)
Ronan Malosi: (off-mic) Hello, friend! Uhm, you know it’s kinda crazy because I think I’m ready now! Let’s take it back into the ring, shall we?!
Jake Mercer: This isn’t looking good, Ronan… :noah:
(Ronan motioned for Ryan to follow along even though Ryan did not look pleased. As Ronan rolls back into the ring, he smiles at both Hans and Ryan who entered back into the ring as well. Once he turned around…)
Stew-O: AND MS. EXTREME DROPS RONAN WITH A RIGHT HAND!
Flannery McCoy: Well, I can’t say we didn’t see that coming as Ronan goes down holding his jaw! He rolls back up and gets to his feet, but Hans takes his shot at Ronan with a jab to the face! Ronan is getting ganged up on as he turns right into a forearm by Wilson, and then an uppercut by Grayson! Ronan falls back into the ropes, as Ryan and Hans both grab him by the head… THROWING HIM RIGHT TO MS. EXTREME WHO CATCHES RONAN IN HER GRASP, AND THROWS HIM INTO THE MAT WITH A MASSIVE EXPLODER SUPLEX! RONAN GOES DOWN INTO THE MAT!
Jake Mercer: Come on, there is nothing respectful OR positive about what is happening to Malosi right now! He tries to get back up into a seated position, but Hans Grayson shoots off of the ropes, rebounding hard and he leaps up, slamming right into Ronan with a huge dropkick to the back of the head! This isn’t fair whatsoever! And Ronan scrambles back up to his feet, but stumbles right into Ryan’s grasp now who lifts him around into the air and twists him, SLAMMING HIM DOWN WITH A POWERSLAM! This is assault! This shouldn’t be happening to someone so positive!
Stew-O: And as Ronan slowly gets back up to his feet, he stumbles away, and he falls back into the ropes… as Ms. Extreme runs full speed ahead! AND SHE CLOTHESLINES RONAN RIGHT OUT OF THE RING AND SENDS HIM FLYING BACK DOWN TO THE RINGSIDE MATS! Ronan crumbles and he’s taken out once more! But look at this! Hans comes in from behind and he takes Extreme down from behind with a forearm to the back of the head as she crumbles, but Wilson goes right after Grayson as well, and NOW it’s everyone for themselves in this match!
Flannery McCoy: Ryan and Hans begin throwing jabs after jabs at each other towards the centre of the ring, forearms and uppercuts and right hands, but it looks like Hans is winning the exchange as he manages to overwhelm Ryan into the corner! Hans holds Ryan into the corner, and pushes into him with a shoulder thrust, and then another, and a third! The Fire Heart is truly on fire right now early on, as he takes a couple of steps back, before running back in at Wilson! BUT WILSON GETS HIS FEET UP, KICKING GRAYSON RIGHT INTO THE FACE!
Jake Mercer: Hans is stunned from that kick to the face by Wilson, as he stumbles away and turns around, but Ms. Extreme right back up to her feet and she rushes in towards him, taking him down with a massive clothesline! Hans goes slamming down into the mat by Extreme, but Wilson pushes out of the corner and he runs in at her, only for her to catch him and swing him into the mat with an armdrag! Both Elitists shoot right back up to their feet… but this time it’s Wilson who catches Camille with his own armdrag!
Stew-O: And Ryan Wilson holds onto the arm of Ms. Extreme as he slides up onto his knee, holding onto her arm and wrenching it in as he leaned back, but Hans Grayson shoots forward and he catches Ryan with a forearm to the face forcing him to let go! He lifts Ryan back to his feet, locking the wrist as he irish whips Wilson into the ropes, Grayson doubles over but Ryan stops in his place, catching him with a kick to the face! That forces Hans back up, AND RYAN HOLDS ONTO HIM BEFORE SWINGING HIM AROUND AND CRASHING INTO THE MAT FOR A HUGE NECKBREAKER TO HANS!
Flannery McCoy: Ryan gets right back to his feet, but Ms. Extreme was there to shortly follow him as she got back up as well, and she swung right in at Ryan but Ryan ducks, catching her with a huge uppercut! Camille is dazed as Ryan is quick to grab a hold of her and he reels her in… AND RYAN LOOKS TO END THIS RIGHT HERE WITH THE SMALL PACKAGE DRIVER! RYAN IS GOING FOR THE ‘MIC DROP’ ON MS. EXTREME, BUT RONAN MALOSI RUSHES BACK INTO THE RING AND HE DROPS RYAN WILSON BEFORE HE COULD EVEN CONNECT WITH IT!
Jake Mercer: AND NOW OUR LORD AND SAVIOUR HIMSELF IS BEATING DOWN AND BATTERING RYAN WILSON FROM BEHIND! Wilson can’t even protect himself, as Ronan then grips onto him by the hair and drags him around, and Ryan is trying to fight it but it is no use, AS RONAN SWINGS HIM FULL SPEED AHEAD INTO THE CORNER, SENDING RYAN ARM FIRST INTO THE RINGPOST, AND RYAN WILSON LETS OUT A CRY OF AGONY AS HE FALLS ONTO THE APRON!
(As Ronan Malosi took out Ryan Wilson, the crowd began to rain down on him with boos which caused Ronan to just smile. He spread his arms out as he stood in the centre of the ring, taking it all in as he now found himself in control of this four way.)
Stew-O: You have to admit that throughout his Interwire Championship reign and even after it had included, that Ronan Malosi has been on a roll and he has proven himself in big time matches like these, but Ms. Extreme is back up to her feet and he might have been taunting a bit too much as she turns him back to her and nails a nasty forearm right to the jaw! Ronan tries getting his guard up as Extreme is overwhelming him with those jabs, before she backs away, AND SHOOTS OFF THE ROPES TOWARD HIM!
Flannery McCoy: BUT RONAN DUCKS OUT OF THE WAY! Ronan goes behind as he grabs Extreme by the waist and into a waistlock, lifting her off of the mat as he twists her around and slams her right back down into the mat! Extreme held at her midsection from the fall as the impact had propped her back to her feet, but Ronan captures her once again, reeling her right back in, AS MALOSI SLAMS EXTREME BACK DOWN INTO THE MAT WITH A FLATLINER! Ronan rolls her over and into the cover!
ONEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Jake Mercer: But Hans Grayson jumps back into the fray and he breaks up the cover! Hans manages to keep this fatal four way alive as he grabs Ronan and lifts him back to his feet, but Ronan breaks out of his grasp and goes for a right jab to the face, but Hans ducks under it, AND HE LAUNCHES INTO THE AIR AND HE SENDS RONAN OVER WITH A HURRICANRANA! Ronan slides across the ring as he gets back to his feet and near the ropes, and Hans shoots off, rushing in at him, but Ronan catches him, launching him out of the ring!
Stew-O: Hans Grayson lands on the apron! He holds onto the ropes and he gets back up to his feet, as Ronan swings, but Hans ducks once more, BEFORE LEAPING UP AND CATCHING HIM WITH AN ENZIGURI! Ronan stumbles back as Hans gets his standing again, but he sees Ryan getting back up on the floor, AND HE RUNS FORWARD AND LAUNCHES OFF, CATCHING RYAN WITH A HUGE CANNONBALL AS GRAYSON POPS RIGHT BACK UP TO HIS FEET! HE’S ON A ROLL! Hans jumps back up onto the apron as he sets his focus back to Malosi, and Malosi turns, AND HE SPRINGBOARDS RIGHT ONTO THE ROPES FOR AN ATTACK!
Flannery McCoy: RONAN MALOSI ABSOLUTELY DECKS HANS! RONAN DROPS HANS WITH THAT RIGHT HAND AS HE CRUMBLES BACK DOWN AND TO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR! That slight mistake from Hans to focus on Ryan for that second gave Ronan just the right amount of time to recover, and he took complete advantage of that as he sends Hans right back down, and Ronan exits out of the ring following suit! He grabs Hans by the head and lifts him up, as Hans Grayson tries fighting him off, BUT RONAN MALOSI SWINGS HIM FULL SPEED AHEAD RIGHT INTO THE STEEL STEPS! OUCH!
Jake Mercer: Hans and Ryan are both in a world of hurt right now, as Ronan rolls back into the ring and he gets back to his feet, focusing his attention back over and onto Ms. Extreme once more, as he begins marching his way towards her, BUT EXTREME REACHES UP AND SHE GRABS RONAN BY THE HEAD, AS SHE PULLS HIM OVER INTO AN INSIDE CRADLE! MS. EXTREME IS LOOKING TO STEAL IT RIGHT HERE!
ONEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Stew-O: Ronan Malosi with the kick out! They both pop back up to their feet as Extreme dashes towards Ronan, but Ronan side steps and he captures her in the process, sending her through the middle rope but she lands on the apron! She quickly gets back up as Ronan takes the breather before turning around… but Ms. Extreme catches him by the head, DROPPING OFF THE APRON AS SHE STUNS RONAN’S THROAT RIGHT ONTO THE TOP ROPE! RONAN CRUMBLES TO THE CANVAS INTO A SEATED POSITION, AND EXTREME GRABS HIM BY HIS FEET, PULLING HIM INTO THE ROPES BEFORE BACKING UP… AND SHE CATCHES HIM ON THE FACE WITH A BICYCLE PUMP KICK! RONAN MALOSI IS DOWN BY EXTREME!
Flannery McCoy: Ms. Extreme is on an absolute roll right now, BUT THAT IS INSTANTLY PUT RIGHT ON HALT AS RYAN WILSON COMES OUT OF NOWHERE WITH A HUGE BIG BOOT TO THE SIDE OF THE FACE OF CAMILLE! Remember these two have large amounts of respect for each other but much like it was two weeks ago, tonight is about business and that has been proven, as Ryan yanks her right back up to his feet, AND HE LOOKS TO SEND HER INTO THE BARRICADE, BUT EXTREME COUNTERS IT, AND RYAN INSTEAD GOES FLYING BACK FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE!
Jake Mercer: Ryan tried to take advantage of the distracted Ms. Extreme and it didn’t do him much wonders as he was the one who gets sent crashing into the barricade instead! Ms. Extreme takes a couple of steps back however as Ryan begins to get back to his feet… AND CAMILLE RUNS FULL SPEED AHEAD RIGHT IN AT RYAN… BUT RYAN CAPTURES HER AND HOISTS HER IN THE AIR, THROWING HER OVER HEAD AS SHE GOES CRASHING INTO THE CROWD! She just planted onto the concrete floor as she gets back up, I’m sure in a world of hurt… BUT HANS GRAYSON COMES OUT OF NOWHERE AS HE JUMPS AT RYAN-
Stew-O: -RYAN DUCKS DOWN AND HANS GOES FLYING OVER THE BARRICADE AS WELL, BUT HE CRASHES ONTO CAMILLE INSTEAD AND THAT MIGHT HAVE SAVED HIS FALL! Ryan looks almost shocked at what just occurred but he needs to refocus because Hans was right back up! He grabs Ryan by the hair and tries dragging him over but Ryan breaks out of it, going to swing at Hans but Hans ducks, and he catches Ryan with a forearm to the jaw, and that forces Ryan Wilson to stumble back, and it looks like Hans Grayson might take advantage of this opening!
Flannery McCoy: AND HE DOES EXACTLY THAT, JUMPING ONTO THE BARRICADE BEFORE HE JUMPS RIGHT BACK INTO THE RINGSIDE AREA, DROPPING ONTO RYAN WILSON WITH A HUGE FOREARM SMASH IN THE PROCESS! This match has been insane! Hans shoots right back up to his feet as the crowd was behind The Fire Heart, and he grabs Ryan, picking him back up to his feet as he sends him back into the ring! Hans jumps up onto the apron, and he scales the top rope with his eyes set back onto Ryan Wilson, looking to capitalise off this moment!
Jake Mercer: But look at this! Ronan Malosi was recovering in the time he was given to himself as he’s back up to his feet, and he rushes towards Hans! The two are fighting it out and holding onto each other and Hans doesn’t know what to do, still standing at the top rope… BUT HE RISKS IT ALL ANYWAYS, AS HE LAUNCHES OFF THE TOP ROPE FOR A HUGE MISSILE DROPKICK… BUT RYAN MOVES OUT OF THE WAY, GRABBING RONAN BY THE WRIST AS HE DRAGS HIM INTO HARM’S WAY INSTEAD! RONAN TOOK FULL IMPACT OF THAT DROPKICK TO THE FACE!
Stew-O: I think Hans Grayson was targeting Ryan Wilson with that but he hit someone nonetheless, as he rolls back up to his feet, but Wilson shoots off of the ropes, AND HE RUSHES TOWARDS HANS, FLOATING AROUND AS HE LOOKS TO SPIKE HIM INTO THE MAT WITH A FLOAT-OVER DDT, BUT HANS HOLDS HIS GROUND! HE DOESN’T GO DOWN AS HE PUSHES RYAN OFF, BEFORE LATCHING ONTO HIM INSTEAD AS HE GOES AROUND IN A TILT-A-WHIRL, PLANTING RYAN HEAD FIRST WITH A SATELLITE DDT! WHAT AN INSANE COUNTER BY GRAYSON!
Flannery McCoy: And Hans pops right back up to his feet as he grabs a hold of Ryan, lifting him up as well and hooking onto him… AS HE PULLS HIM IN RIGHT INTO THE ‘HEAT TWIST!!!!’ THE HAMMERLOCK LARIAT TURNS RYAN WILSON INSIDE OUT, AND HANS GOES CRUMBLING DOWN TO THE CANVAS WITH HIM AS HE DRAPES ONTO HIM FOR THE COVER! AND HANS GRAYSON IS GONNA WIN IT!
ONEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Jake Mercer: RONAN MANAGES TO GET BACK TO HIS FEET AS HE DROPS DOWN ONTO THE COVER TO BREAK IT UP! Ronan saved his chances in this fatal four way preview match by breaking up the pinfall that Hans Grayson had on Ryan Wilson, and you would have to think if Ronan wasn’t there to stop it, if Hans would have won the match right then and there! This match has been fast paced, highly intense and non stop action from the get go, and I don’t think it is really going to reach a conclusion anytime soon with how motivated these four Elitists are.
Stew-O: Ronan pops back up to his feet as Hans starts to get up as well, BUT RONAN GRASPS ONTO HANS, LOOKING TO PULL HIM RIGHT AWAY INTO ‘DEATH-RO,’ LOOKING TO END THIS MATCH BUT HANS DUCKS UNDER! Hans goes quickly behind and manages to counter Ronan’s grasp on his wrist, pulling him into a hammerlock position AS HANS LOOKS TO GO FOR ANOTHER ‘HEAT TWIST,’ THIS TIME ON MALOSI! BUT MALOSI STOPS IT FROM HAPPENING AS HE SWINGS FOR A BACK ELBOW RIGHT TO THE FACE!
Flannery McCoy: Hans was stunned from that elbow by Ronan as he has no other choice but to let go, and he backs away into the ropes, but bounces off of them and he dashes towards Ronan again, BUT RONAN CATCHES HANS BY THE THROAT! HANS TRIES TO FIGHT OUT OF IT, BUT RONAN LIFTS HIM INTO THE AIR, BEFORE DROPPING HIM DOWN WITH A CHOKESLAM BACKBREAKER! Did you just see the way that Hans landed spine first into Malosi’s knee?!
Jake Mercer: Hans is down, and Ronan begins to back into the corner, as he started to get back up to his feet… AND RONAN IS PAYING TRIBUTE TO ANDRE WALKER, THE TAUNT AND EVERYTHING, AS HE RUNS IN FOR THE SPEAR, LOOKING TO SPLIT HANS GRAYSON RIGHT IN HALF WITH ‘HUNGER ON HILLSIDE…’ BUT HANS CATCHES HIM WITH A KICK RIGHT TO THE HEAD! Ronan is dazed, and Hans sees his moment, AS HE LEAPS RIGHT UP INTO THE AIR FOR THE ‘FLAMING PUNCH!’
Stew-O: RONAN MALOSI DUCKS OUT OF THE WAY HOWEVER AND BOUNCES OFF THE ROPES, BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A FLYING RIGHT HAND OF HIS OWN THAT TAKES HANS GRAYSON OUT! THE SUPERMAN PUNCH CONNECTS! Hans Grayson is laid out from this as Ronan quickly drops down and he seizes his moment, hooking the leg and going into the cover! Ronan has this match won!
ONEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Flannery McCoy: MS. EXTREME!!!!! MS. EXTREME IS BACK IN THIS AS SHE BREAKS UP THE PINFALL WITH A HUGE DIVING LEG DROP! WOW!
Jake Mercer: I CAN’T BELIEVE IT! I THOUGHT THAT RONAN MALOSI HAD THIS MATCH WON RIGHT THEN AND THERE, BUT I DON’T THINK MS. EXTREME IS DONE! She scrambles back up to her feet as Ronan Malosi was starting to get back up as well, AND EXTREME CATCHES RONAN WITH A FOREARM! BUT RONAN RESPONDS WITH ONE OF HIS OWN! EXTREME RESPONDS WITH ANOTHER, BUT RONAN GOES FOR A RIGHT HAND, NO! EXTREME DUCKS OUT OF THE WAY AND SHE GOES FOR AN ENZIGURI, BUT RONAN SIDE STEPS AND CAMILLE CRUMBLES DOWN TO THE MAT! And Ronan Malosi captures her!
Stew-O: And Ronan yanks her right back up onto her feet as he grabs her by the throat, pulling her in, AND HE GOES FOR A CHOKESLAM, BUT EXTREME GETS OUT OF IT! And she goes forward, but Ronan twists himself around, and TURNS MS. EXTREME INSIDE OUT WITH A MASSIVE CLOTHESLINE! Extreme goes right back down, but look at this, here comes Ryan Wilson right back into the equation as he shoots forward with a huge thrust kick right to the face! Thrust kick to the face of Ronan and Ronan falls backward while Extreme crawls to the corner!
Flannery McCoy: WHILE RYAN GRABS A HOLD OF RONAN AND HE DRAGS HIM TO THE CENTRE OF THE RING, GOING FOR THE ‘MIC DROP!’ THE MIC DROP IS GOING TO CONNECT… BUT HANS GRAYSON COMES OUT OF NOWHERE AS HE SLINGSHOTS BACK INTO THE APRON AND TAKES RYAN WILSON INSIDE OUT WITH A MASSIVE ‘BURNING SHOT LARIAT!!!!’ Ryan Wilson goes down and Hans Grayson is on fire as he rolls back out onto the apron, and he is sizing Ronan Malosi up… AND HANS GRAYSON SLINGSHOTS BACK INTO THE RING FOR THE ‘BURNING SHOT LARIAT’ TO CONNECT ONTO RONAN MALOSI…
Jake Mercer: HANS GRAYSON FALLS INTO THE RING, ONLY FOR RONAN MALOSIU TO CAPTURE HANS RIGHT IN THE CENTRE OF THE RING! RONAN CAPTURES HANS AND SLINGS HIM OVER INTO THE ‘DEATH-RO!!!!’ THE DEATH-RO CONNECTS!!!
Stew-O: OH MY GOD! BUT AS RONAN WAS DROPPING HANS INTO THE MAT WITH THE ‘DEATH-RO,’ HERE COMES MS. EXTREME WITH ‘HOLY GROUND!!!!!’ HANS GOES DOWN WITH THE ‘DEATH-RO,’ WHILE RONAN MALOSI GOES DOWN INTO THE MAT WITH THE LEAPING DOUBLE FOOT STOMP, ‘HOLY GROUND,’ AND MS. EXTREME CRAWLS OVER AND SHE HOOKS THE LEG FOR THE WIN, SEIZING HER MOMENT, AS RONAN MALOSI ISN’T MOVING!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!
TTHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEE!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER! MS. EXTREMEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(‘RED THUNDER’ hit the speakers once more as Ms. Extreme would roll off of the lifeless body of Ronan Malosi. She got up into a seated position as her arm was raised high into the air by the referee with a smirk on her face, as she got back up to her feet and began to celebrate her victory.)
Stew-O: WHAT A WAR! These four Elitists brought everything into this match tonight, a preview for what is to come at Grand Rampage and in the end, it’s Ms. Extreme who comes out with the victory and the momentum that is needed!
Flannery McCoy: Ronan Malosi, Hans Grayson, and Ryan Wilson all brought everything that they had into this match tonight and there were multiple moments in time where one of them could have very well been the winner but it wasn’t enough. Congratulations to Camille on the huge victory!
(The camera would fade over into a commercial break.)
(A commercial plays for the Grand Rampage match.)
(‘2024’ by Playboi Carti hits, drawing out a mostly positive reception. Joso steps on out, dressed far more casually as he looks around. While majority of the EAW faithful remain on his side, there are a few boos scattered around due to his attack on Jamie O’Hara last week on Voltage. Regardless, Joso presses on and gets in the ring, getting a microphone for himself.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentleman, introducing at this time, the 2024 King of Elite…. JOOOOOOOSOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
Stew-O: Here comes Joso, with an intense wave of momentum he’s been riding on since winning the tournament. It has been nothing but up for the King of Elite, and at this rate, there’s no signs of slowing down. However, will he come across that stop at Grand Rampage when he takes on Jamie O’Hara?
Jake Mercer: I don’t know, it’s a toss up. Jamie is perhaps the undisputed greatest Elitist of all time, but at same time, Joso is him. He’s been a New Era Classic winner, was able to dethrone Andre Walker for the Interwire title, has had multiple memorable performances to his name, and of course, he has the King of Elite mantle to his name. Joso is just damn near unstoppable in his own right, and we have seen him blossom into a bonafide main event talent and future world champion. Jamie is in a league of his own, but if there’s anyone who can beat him… Joso isn’t a far fetched name.
Flannery McCoy: That is true. At the same time though, one has to wonder if he has bitten off more than we can chew. We saw him show up at the last Voltage and attack Jamie after his main event win against Charlie Marr. He came for the Ace’s head, and he didn’t miss that time, but it could prove to come back and haunt him as Jamie isn’t the type to let certain slights like that go unnoticed — or unpunished.
Stew-O: I suppose we shall see what fate has in the cards for Joso in regards to that. However, Joso likely thinks he can escape karma and come out on top at Grand Rampage.
(Soon, Joso’s theme fades. He looks around for a moment, soaking in the atmosphere before he starts to speak.)
Joso: Lincoln, Nebraska! What is going on?!
(Mostly cheers again with a few boos, which he picks up on.)
Joso: Okay, okay, so we got a couple of y’all who aren’t really rocking with me right now. And you know what? I get why. I get why that can be the case. However, if you don’t mind, I’m out here to state my piece and explain why I did what I did last week.
(The crowd quiets down, letting Joso talk.)
Joso: I’ve always been a guy who calls my shot. I’m not the type to wait at the back of the line. If I want something, I get it, and I’m going to do whatever it takes to get my seat at the table. It’s been that way since day one, with me grinding and busting my ass to be in the position that I am in today. If I wasn’t nearly as ambitious or daring, then I wouldn’t have the accomplishments that I do to my name. I wouldn’t be this big star. If I was like all these other Elitists who held their tongues and weren’t ready to cut their teeth in the thick of the competition here, then Joso wouldn’t be Joso. Not everyone may not like me, or even respect everything that I do, but just know that I don’t do the things I do with malice. I just do it ‘cause, at the end of the day, I’m looking to prove myself as the best talent in the company, period. And for me, when I’m stepping up to someone who is highly revered, who has all these accolades and this certain mystique to them, I’m gonna do all that I can to show that I belong in the same conversation as them. When it comes to Jamie, none of this is personal. It’s not that deep. I’m just here to send a message, and that message is that Joso is next in line to get his seat on the throne.
Joso: Now, I’m sure Jamie ain’t gonna buy into that. He’s probably gonna be all up in his feels and act as if I committed a horrible crime against him, but the thing is, anyone can get touched on any given day, especially by me. He’s great, no doubt one of the best if not the best Elitist of all time, but at the same time, I’m not gonna be intimidated by that. Hell nah. I’m gonna shoot my shot, aim for the head and take it, and last week? I did just that. Jamie wants to talk about how I’m not ready to step up to him, but I sure was when I slid on him last Sunday and showed him what’s really up.
Joso: And I know there are some people who think I screwed up. I was out of line. I went against the grain and came right at him. But you know what? It doesn’t matter to me. What matters is the fact that I’m going to do whatever it takes to take down a living icon in this business. I said I was hungry, that I was determined to prove myself against him, and I meant it. I meant every word I said. I wasn’t gonna let him treat me as if I was unworthy of stepping up or that I was in over my head. I said I wanted the best, and that’s what I was gonna get. To me, Jamie is the best. He is the person I absolutely need to defeat to prove that I am not only the future of this business, but the very present. I’m here now. I’m here, ready to lead this brand, this show and this entire promotion on my back, and if I gotta step on some toes along the way in order to get to the front? Then so be it.
(He shrugs.)
Joso: Either way, I don’t regret anything. I don’t think I will, anyways. Last week was just a taste of what’s to come, ‘cause at Grand Rampage? I’m —
(Suddenly, the titantron comes to life with static, drawing everyone’s attention towards it. Joso raises a brow as he looks up at it.)
Stew-O: Whoa, what is this?!
(Soon, the static goes away, and a large pop from the crowd is heard as Jamie O’Hara is seen.)
Jamie O’Hara: Oh, Joso. You poor, poor fool. You really thought you had everything figured out, didn’t you?
(Joso folds his arms, not saying anything.)
Jamie O’Hara: You know, I was just like you once. Young. Hungry. Naive. Perhaps even a bit arrogant. I thought that I could take and take and claim my shot against just about anyone. Considering that my name didn’t immediately jump out at the time, there was a considerable chip on my shoulder. I was determined to do everything and anything in order to make a name for myself, to make my name mean something. And ultimately, I was able to do that. Still, no matter how hungry or determined an individual may be, there are still precautions that must be taken. You must be wise. Careful. Smart. There is nothing wrong with being daring or going after what you want, but you must be cognizant of how you approach things. Hungry can transform into brazenness, and brazzeness often leads to one’s own demise. I have seen that be the case many, many times in my career. Even I have fallen victim to my own hubris. When you aren’t smart, things can go wrong for you, and as it stands now, Joso? That is going to be the case. What you did has garnered you my attention, but it’s not for anything good. No. It makes me all the more determined in my right to cut you down and make you pay for what you’ve done.
(Jamie’s gaze is unrelenting as his eyes seemingly pierce through Joso.)
Jamie O’Hara: I am no stepping stone, Joso. I am not an example to be made of. I am the Ace, and while you did not miss the first time around, it did not put me away for good. Your kill shot was nothing more than a graze, and I always come back from that. So…
(He leans forward, lowering his voice.)
Jamie O’Hara: Let this be an official warning. Don’t make the same mistake twice.
(And just like that, the transmission ends. Joso simply shakes his head, waving the whole thing off.)
Stew-O: Well, that was intense. Jamie O’Hara with some harrowing words towards Joso here, and the King of Elite looks unsure of how to take his message!
Jake Mercer: I got chills down my spine and not the good kind.
Flannery McCoy: I see what you mean. That was—
(CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH!!!)
Stew-O: WAIT! HE’S HERE! JAMIE IS HERE AND HE JUST TOOK DOWN JOSO! A BIT OF PAYBACK FROM LAST WEEK!
Jake Mercer: OH MAN, THE ACE IS HERE, AND HE ISN’T SPARRING ANY MERCY TOWARDS HIM! JOSO IS GETTING ROCKED WITH PUNCHES!
Flannery McCoy: BUT THAT’S NOT ALL! JAMIE COMES AROUND AND HITS A MODIFIED VERSION OF HIS DOUBLE FOOT STOMP!! ‘WELCOMING BACK, O’ SLUMBERING ACE’ TO THE BACK OF JOSO’S HEAD!!!
(Jamie O’Hara grabs Joso and sets him up…)
Stew-O: BANG! ‘HATHAWAY’S DREAMS’!! KAMIGOYE LANDS FLUSH AND JOSO IS OUT!!
(And with Joso down on the mat, Jamie stands over him, crouching down.)
Jamie O’Hara: (off-mic) I’m no one’s litmus test or proving ground.. I am your final stop.
(Jamie snarls before he shoots back up to a standing positon. He then takes his leave, all while Joso tries to recover.)
Stew-O: THE ACE HAS COME BACK FOR BLOOD, AND HE’S GOT IT! THE QUESTION IS, WILL HE BE ABLE TO GET JOSO BACK FULLY AT GRAND RAMPAGE!?
(A commercial plays for Reese’s.)
(The camera returns to the ring where Stephie Love is standing and ready to begin the introductions for the next contest.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, this contest is a special CHAMPION VS. CHAMPION MATCH SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Pride and Arrogance’ by Takeru Kanazaki starts playing as Drake Armstrong enters the arena to loud boos from the crowd. Drake could care less what the crowd thinks with the Interwire Title on his shoulder as he heads to the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first and making his way to the ring. From Scarsdale, New York. Weighing in at 245 pounds. Here is the EAW INTERWIRE CHAMPION! “THE FUTURE” DRAKE ARMSTRONG!!
Jake Mercer: THE ARMSTRONG ERA IS HERE! EVERYBODY GET ON YOUR FEET AND CHEER THIS AMAZING COMPETITOR ON!
Stew-O: You can do that for all of us. But Drake did open some eyes last week when he defeated Bronson Daniels that also included an appearance from Jake Smith.
Flannery McCoy: It doesn’t help him knowing that MITSU is on his heels wanting a title match against Drake, but Drake is dead set against it. Tonight, he is going against a man who he can refuse a match against.
(Drake enters the ring and takes his corner as his entrance music fades off. Drake then reads the referee the riot act about being careful with his title before he hands it to the referee as “Apostle’s Warning” by Mobb Deep as the New Breed Champion Michael Machina enters the arena. He is strictly business here tonight as he heads straight towards the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing his opponent! From Brooklyn, New York. Weighing 240 pounds. Here is the EAW NEW BREED CHAMPION! “THE NEW BREED OF LEGENDS” MICHAEL MACHINA!
Jake Mercer: THE MACHINA ERA OF THE NEW BREED DIVISION IS HERE TOO! OH MY HEART IS TORN! WHY DO THEY HAVE TO BE IN THE SAME MATCH?
Flannery McCoy: If you start crying, you can leave the table. But here comes a man who has dominated the New Breed Division for close to six months as Champion.
Stew-O: Michael Machina will defend his title against Showdown’s Damien Kutcher at Grand Rampage in a rivalry that has been heating up. But tonight he has the Interwire Champion in singles action. Which Champion will leave with in-ring superiority? We are about to find out.
(Michael enters the ring and hands his title to the referee as he takes his corner and his entrance music fades off. The referee quickly checks both competitors before they call for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: Bell has run and we are underway with this Champion vs. Champion match. The Interwire Champion might have to use some of his cunning and deceit in order to match up against one of the biggest powerhouses we have seen in a long time.
Jake Mercer: All I know is that this is going to be the best of the night, the week, and the season. Nobody can tell me differently.
Flannery McCoy: Looks like this battle is about to begin as the two men lock up in the center of the ring. As we expected, Machina is using his power advantage early on as he overpowers and muscles Drake to the ropes.
Stew-O: The referee is right there to make sure that there is a clean break. To the shock of us all, there is a clean break between the two and we go back to the center of the ring to start this all over again.
Flannery McCoy: Drake and Michael tie up once more and once again Michael uses his power to muscle Drake around and this time Drake finds himself in the corner and the referee once again tells them to have a clean break!
Jake Mercer: These two play by the rules so of course it’s going to happen. See it did happen.
Stew-O: NOT FOR LONG AS MACHINA STARTS TACKLING DRAKE IN THE CORNER! Machina is really driving his shoulder into Drake’s midsection and the referee is telling Machina to let Drake out of the corner.
Jake Mercer: Come on Michael! That’s not nice! You both are awesome so there is no need to be doing stuff like this.
Flannery McCoy: The referee reaches four and Machina finally relents on the shoulder tackles on four. Machina grabs Drake by the wrist AND PULLS HIM IN FOR A SHORT ARM CLOTHESLINE!
Stew-O: Drake knocked down and I think the back of his head hit the bottom turnbuckle, so Drake might have just been knocked for a loop. These two have met numerous times in the past, so Drake should have been privy to the relentless style the New Breed Champion has.
Jake Mercer: Doesn’t mean he has to beat the crap out of him like that. I support the Machina Era, but he’s beating up a man whose face is insured for a ton of money.
Flannery McCoy: No wonder so many people want to punch him in the face, but right now it’s the New Breed Champion in control of the Interwire Champion in this match. Drake is holding the back of his head in pain as Machina drags him out of the corner.
Stew-O: Machina has hold of Drake’s leg and tries to turn him over for a Single Leg Boston Crab, BUT DRAKE IS TRYING TO FIGHT FREE FROM IT! DRAKE IMMEDIATELY SCRAMBLES TO THE ROPES BEFORE MACHINA CAN TURN HIM OVER!
Flannery McCoy: Drake immediately gets out on the apron to catch a breather, BUT MACHINA IS RIGHT THERE WITH A KNEE THAT SENDS DRAKE OFF THE APRON AND HITTING THE FLOOR!
Jake Mercer: Machina is making it so hard to stay impartial with stunts like that. You are going to give that billion dollar head a concussion if you are not careful. Don’t be so vicious.
Stew-O: It’s like you don’t know Machina at all. Vicious is his middle name. Right now Drake is using the ring skirt to pull himself back to his feet as Machina gets out on the apron to pull Drake back into the ring–
Jake Mercer: DRAKE WITH A LEG SWEEP TO SEND MACHINA OFF HIS FEET AND CRASHING AGAINST THE RING APRON! DID YOU SEE HIS NECK SNAP BACK? BEAUTIFUL MOVE BY THE RICH AND TALENTED DRAKE ARMSTRONG!
Flannery McCoy: I thought you were trying to be impartial? Be that as it may, Machina did hit his head hard on the landing and that quickly turned the tide in favor of the Interwire Champion.
Stew-O: Drake rolls Michael back into the ring before quickly following suit. Drake drags Michael into the center of the ring before hitting the ropes. Drake rebounds AND HE HITS A LEG DROP ACROSS MACHINA’S THROAT!
Jake Mercer: THERE WE GO! The Interwire Champion and leader of the Armstrong Era is getting ready to go to work. He is just putting the boots to the New Breed Champion. But I can give credit to Michael for fighting to get back to his feet.
Flannery McCoy: Drake is still putting the boots to Machina and he is back on his feet. Drake tries to swing a kick to the ribs, BUT MICHAEL CAUGHT THE KICK!
Stew-O: Drake is bouncing around on one foot AND HE TRIED TO HIT AN ENZUIGIRI, BUT MICHAEL DUCKS THE SHOT! Drake has his back to Machina AND MACHINA PULLS HIM IN!
Flannery McCoy: MACHINA LIFTS UP DRAKE AND TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX! MACHINA DID THAT WITH SO MUCH EASE AS DRAKE WAS THROWN HALFWAY ACROSS THE RING!
Jake Mercer: This young competitor opens eyes every time he steps into the ring to wrestle. I don’t think very many people can match him in the power department. Drake is trying to get back to his feet–
Stew-O: AND MACHINA JUST CLOBBERS HIM WITH ANOTHER POWERFUL CLOTHESLINE! Drake tries again AND MACHINA CLOTHESLINES HIM AGAIN!
Jake Mercer: Poor Drake is trying to get back once again and this time Machina grabs him and whips him to the ropes. Drake rebounds off the ropes AND MICHAEL SMASHES DRAKE IN THE FACE WITH A BIG BOOT!
Flannery McCoy: Drake was knocked for a loop as he bounces back into the ropes. Drake comes back and MACHINA LIFTS HIM UP AND DRIVES HIM DOWN WITH A SPINEBUSTER! DRAKE WAS SPIKED AS MACHINA HOOKS THE LEG FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOO!
TH–
Stew-O: DRAKE POWERS HIS SHOULDER UP AT TWO! Drake still has plenty of energy and intensity in this match as this match continues on. Machina is still in control as he brings Drake back to his feet. Drake manages to break free from Michael–
Jake Mercer: DRAKE WITH A STRAIGHT PUNCH TO THE JAW KNOCKS MICHAEL FOR A LOOP! THAT’S HOW YOU GET BACK IN THE MATCH! Amazing match between two of my favorite competitors on Dynasty.
Flannery McCoy: Drake delivers a boot that doubles Machina over. Drake with the facelock AND HE TAKES MACHINA OVER WITH A SUPLEX! Drake starts to get back into this match as it’s Machina’s turn to get back to his feet as Drake catches him with a forearm.
Stew-O: Drake tries to whip Machina to the ropes, BUT MACHINA REVERSES SENDING DRAKE FOR THE RIDE! Drake hits the ropes before coming back. Machina puts his head down for a back body drop–
Flannery McCoy: DRAKE STOPS IN HIS TRACKS AND GRABS MACHINA’S HEAD AND COUNTERS WITH A SITOUT FACEBUSTER AND THE NEW BREED CHAMPION IS PLANTED AS DRAKE ROLLS HIM OVER AND GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOO!
THH
Jake Mercer: MACHINA KICKS OUT AT TWO! HOLY CRAP DID YOU SEE THAT? MACHINA JUST THREW DRAKE OFF OF HIM AND POOR DRAKE GOES FLYING!
Stew-O: Drake lands on the apron and he did not appreciate that treatment as he gets back to his feet AND HE JUST SLAPS MACHINA IN THE FACE! OH THAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN A MISTAKE!
Jake Mercer: Oh Drake. Oh Drake, you shouldn’t have done that because look at Michael’s eyes! He looks pissed. If I were you, I would head for the hills.
Flannery McCoy: He isn’t doing that BECAUSE HE TRIES TO SLAP MICHAEL AGAIN, BUT MICHAEL GRABS HIS ARM! LOOK AT DRAKE! HE IS TRYING TO REASON WITH MICHAEL! BUT IT’S NOT GONNA WORK–
Stew-O: HE PULLS DRAKE IN AGAIN AND DELIVERS A BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX! Drake is having his world rocked now as he’s back up AND TACKLED TO THE GROUND BY MACHINA! LOOK AT GROUND AND POUND ATTACK BY THE NEW BREED CHAMPION!
Jake Mercer: That’s a million dollar face that Michael is beating up on! Come on, referee! Do your job and get Machina off of poor Drake.
Flannery McCoy: Well, poor Drake has this coming to him after slapping Machina in the face, but the referee is telling Machina to open the fists, which he finally does.
Stew-O: BUT NOW HE HAS HIS HANDS AROUND DRAKE’S THROAT AND LIFTS HIM BACK TO HIS FEET! Michael backs up a little AND JUST THROWS DRAKE ACROSS THE RING! DRAKE LOOKED LIKE A FRISBEE RIGHT THERE!
Flannery McCoy: Drake got thrown into the corner and Drake is getting back to his feet AS MACHINA COMES RUNNING IN AND JUST SHOULDER TACKLES DRAKE BACK INTO THE CORNER!
Jake Mercer: That might be Drake’s one weakness is that he can’t equally match strength with powerhouses like Michael Machina. Look at him just sit Drake on the top turnbuckle like he was a sack of potatoes.
Stew-O: Michael catches Drake before he falls and sits him on the top turnbuckle before following suit, BUT DRAKE STARTS THROWING RIGHT HANDS WHILE MACHINA IS ON THE SECOND ROPE!
Jake Mercer: Drake knows that he is in a mess of trouble if Machina gets on that top rope, BUT HE GETS UP THERE ANYWAY! THIS IS GOING TO BE VERY DANGEROUS! Drake better come up with something quick or this could be a match ender right here.
Flannery McCoy: I give credit to Drake. Machina is no doubt looking for a superplex, but the Interwire Champion is still fighting back to save himself. The danger level is rising now that Drake and Michael are standing on that top turnbuckle–
Stew-O: DRAKE ONCE AGAIN SWEEPS THE LEG OF MACHINA! THIS TIME MICHAEL DROPS AND HAS AN UGLY LANDING ON THAT TOP TURNBUCKLE!
Jake Mercer: That’s gotta hurt. Looks like Michael won’t be able to use his machina for a few days.
Flannery McCoy: I hope he hears that and hits you. Anyways, Drake is still standing on the top turnbuckle AND HE KICKS MACHINA IN THE FACE SENDING HIM FALLING BACK AND GETTING HIMSELF CAUGHT IN THE INFAMOUS TREE OF WOE!
Stew-O: That is exactly the position that Drake wanted Michael in on the turnbuckle. Now Machina is stuck and nowhere to go AS DRAKE JUMPS OFF THE TOP ROPE DRIVES HIS BOOTS RIGHT INTO MACHINA’S CHEST!
Flannery McCoy: “DRAKENOMICS” BY THE INTERWIRE CHAMPION AS MACHINA FLIPS BACK AND HITS THE MAT ON IMPACT! MICHAEL ISN’T MOVING AS DRAKE DRAGS HIM OUT OF THE CORNER AND ROLLS HIM OVER FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEE!
Jake Mercer: MACHINA KICKS OUT AT TWO! DIDN’T I SAY THAT THIS WAS GOING TO BE THE BEST WRESTLING MATCH EVER! THIS HAS BEEN SO AWESOME! I HOPE THESE TWO LEADERS OF THEIR ERA FIGHT FOREVER!
Stew-O: I can agree with you on that point, Jake. This has been a very hotly contested match that either of these competitors can still win. Drake is still not happy that Machina was able to kick out at two.
Jake Mercer: Told you he has matured from his temper tantrums of the past. Instead he is smashing his knees on Machina to keep him down and try to neutralize him. After the beating Machina has taken in this match, even someone of his power starts to lose energy.
Flannery McCoy: Machina is back to his feet, but Drake is the first one on the attack with a facelock trying to hit another suplex on Michael, BUT MICHAEL LIFTS HIM UP AND THROWS HIM OFF!
Stew-O: Drake lands on his feet as Machina hits the ropes. Machina comes back LOOKING FOR A DIVING SHOULDER TACKLE, BUT DRAKE USES IT AGAINST HIM TO LIFT HIM IN THE AIR ENOUGH TO COUNTER WITH A SPINEBUSTER!
Jake Mercer: THAT’S NOT IT, STEW! Machina is down on the mat as Drake quickly rolls him over AND APPLIES THE ANKLE LOCK! SUBMISSION APPLIED IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!
Flannery McCoy: The submission doesn’t stay on for very long as Machina is able to push himself up enough to ROLL FORWARD AND SEND DRAKE FACE FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!
Stew-O: Drake turns around as Micheal gets back to his feet. Drake goes for a right hand, BUT MACHINA CAUGHT HIM! MICHAEL CAUGHT HIS ARM BEFORE GRABBING HOLD OF DRAKE AND LIFTING HIM IN THE AIR!
Flannery McCoy: BEAUTIFUL MILITARY PRESS BY THE NEW BREED CHAMPION AS DRAKE IS BEING HELD IN THE AIR IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! NOW IS HE JUST DOING PRESSES WITH DRAKE!
Jake Mercer: HE IS NOT A WEIGHT BAR! COME ON AND PUT HIM DOWN, MICHAEL! PUT HIM DOWN!
Stew-O: It looks like you got your wish because Machina does put him down AND HE DROPS HIM WITH “HEAT’S DESCENT”! POWERFUL MILITARY PRESS BY MICHAEL MACHINA! DRAKE HIT THE MAT HARD AS HE GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHRRRREEEEEEEE!
Jake Mercer: DRAKE KICKS OUT! OH THAT WAS SO CLOSE, BUT THE ARMSTRONG ERA IS STILL ALIVE IN THIS MATCH! FIGHT FOREVER! I HOPE THEY FIGHT FOREVER!
Flannery McCoy: Machina was close to picking up the win right there as Drake rolls himself over to the ropes and Machina is on his heels. Machina tries to grab Drake and bring him back to his feet–
Stew-O: DRAKE WITH A DROP TOE HOLD SENDS MACHINA THROAT FIRST INTO THE MIDDLE ROPE! I THINK THAT DRAKE ALSO GRABBED A HANDFUL OF TIGHTS AS WELL!
Jake Mercer: A Champ does whatever they have to do in order to win. Now Drake has hold of Machina AND HE HAS TIED HIM UP IN THE ROPES! MACHINA IS TRYING TO KICK FREE, BUT HE IS STUCK!
Flannery McCoy: Look at Drake just having a laugh because Machina is stuck. The referee is over there trying to help Machina get free from the ropes.
Jake Mercer: That’s bias being shown by the referee trying to help him out. That’s not fair.
Stew-O: What in the hell are you talking about? You are losing it! For the love of– WAIT A SECOND! LOOK WHO’S COMING DOWN THE RAMP!
Flannery McCoy: IT’S MITSU! MITSU RUNNING DOWN THE ENTRANCE RAMP AS HE SLIDES INTO THE RING!
Stew-O: MITSU GRABS HOLD OF DRAKE AND PULLS HIM RIGHT INTO “DOYEN’S DOMINION”! WHAT A LARIAT BY MITSU AS DRAKE HITS THE MAT AND MITSU SLIDES OUT OF THE RING AS HE WATCHES THE CHAOS HE CREATED UNFOLD!
Jake Mercer: THAT’S A LOAD OF CRAP! DRAKE WAS KNOCKED FOR A LOOP WITH THE LARIAT AS MACHINA GETS FREE FROM THE ROPES! DRAKE TRYING TO SHAKE THE COBWEBS LOOSE AS HE SLOWLY GETS BACK TO HIS FEET! DRAKE TURNS AROUND AS MACHINA RUNS AT FULL SPEED–
Stew-O: “BULLET FROM HELL”! MACHINA GOT THE SPEAR AND DRAKE MIGHT HAVE JUST BEEN KNOCKED OUT OF HIS BOOTS WITH THE FORCE OF THAT SPEAR! DRAKE IS OUT AND MACHINA DRAGS HIM TO THE CENTER OF THE RING AND GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEE!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Apostle’s Warning” starts playing again as Michael rolls off of Drake. Michael takes a second to catch his breath as Stephie Love announces the final decision of the match.)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner… THE EAW NEW BREED CHAMPION MICHAEL MACHINA!
Stew-O: What a match between two of the hottest stars of EAW today. They showed that the future is gonna be bright for EAW with these two being part of it.
Flannery McCoy: These two brought all they had in this match, but it was Drake tying up Michael in the ropes that proved to be his own undoing.
(The referee hands Michael his title and raises his arm in victory before going back to check on Drake. Michael takes one last look at Drake before leaving the ring. Meanwhile, MITSU is still watching at ringside with a huge smile on his face, knowing that he cost Drake a match.)
Jake Mercer: Yeah, because it gave that backfighter MITSU a chance to come into the ring and make his presence felt at Drake’s expense. I hate it.
Flannery McCoy: MITSU has been trying to get a title match from Drake and this might be one more thing he was trying to do to get Drake’s attention. After that lariat, I think he has it.
Stew-O: It doesn’t take away from the effort that Drake showed in this match, but today was not his day.
(Drake sits up and once again locks eyes with MITSU and Drake’s mood immediately gets worse when he puts everything together.)
Jake Mercer: I hope that MITSU is proud of himself because Drake is pissed off and Drake is going to make sure that MITSU pays for what he did!
Stew-O: That could be the case, but what we can guarantee is that things are only just heating up between Drake and MITSU and the Interwire Championship. Either way, we offer our congratulations once more to Michael Machina for picking up the victory.
(The final shot has MITSU looking at Drake in the ring with a smirk on his face before cutting to Drake who is glaring daggers through MITSU as the camera cuts elsewhere.)
(A commercial plays for the Sims 4.)
(‘Changed It’ by Nicki Minaj featuring Lil Wayne hits. The fans leap up to their feet, cheering loudly. Milli Banks would step on out, wearing a pink suit and skirt ensemble with some glittering jewlery. However, the look on her face was far from a bright one. All that can be seen is a huge frown that couldn’t be hidden. Milli, who usually takes her time to acknowledge the fans, is all business as she storms down the aisle, making her way towards the Dynasty ring.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, introducing at this time, the ‘Supernova’, MIIIIIIIIIILLLLLIIIIIIIIII BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNKS!!!
Stew-O: Well, the look on her face says it all, I think. Quite uncharacteristic, but after what transpired last week, it should come as no surprise that Milli Banks is far from happy.
Jake Mercer: Yeah, no kidding! Shinzo attacked her towards the tail end of her boutlast week in what was a banger of a main event against Joso and costed her the match. Milli warned Shinzo before the match too that he better sit and not intervene, but he didn’t listen.
Flannery McCoy: Safe to say that things are no longer going to be cordial between the two.
(Milli gets inside of the ring and is handed a mic. Once her theme fades, she begins to speak, maintaining a far more serious tone of voice.)
Milli Banks: You know, it’s been a good while since I’ve been pissed off. However, saying that still somehow feels like an understatement.
(She shakes her head and frowns.)
Milli Banks: Last week was supposed to be a spectacle. An amazing, once in a lifetime clash between myself and Joso. We were getting it on and popping. All of y’all were going crazy. He and I were just going all out, and it’s safe to say that towards the end, I was close to winning in that main event. But of course, that never happened. All thanks to a certain someone who thought they could be all cute and get themselves involved when they were better keeping their ass in that little chair that we’re supposed to stay in. And that certain someone? Why, it’s none other than Shinzo Sasaki.
(The crowd boos upon hearing his name.)
Milli Banks: And you know what? I can’t help but shake my head. I had people in my ear telling me I needed to be careful around him. Keep my eye on him. He can’t be trusted. He’s a little shady. I blew it off. I mean, what was there for me to worry about? He’s a rookie. He doesn’t have KAI-ZEN with him anymore. He’s no real threat to me. It would be better for him to actually keep put instead of trying to puff out his chest and, least of all, try to get on my bad side. But man, was I wrong. Before I knew it, he attacked me, and just like that, he ruined things for me. I had to take my first singles loss in eight months thanks to him, in fact. I bet Joso isn’t even all that proud of the win because we spent all week long hyping the match up, looking forward to facing one another, and yet we couldn’t exactly get the fight we wanted. But you know what? I ain’t mad about Joso taking the opportunity. Take the win. It is what it is. It just won’t be happening again, and you know what else is going to occur? Shinzo making me out to be some kind of fool.
Milli Banks: I mean, imagine trying to meddle in my business. Clearly, Shinzo is way too new to this, because if he had any sense, did his homework and all that good stuff like the good rookie he is, then he would know that making an enemy out of me is never good for business. After all, I am the same woman who spent months on end looking for revenge, and I wasn’t going to be content until I got my hands on the person who wronged me. I am one vengeful, determined girlie, and when you try to do all you can to embarrass me? Hurt me? Interfere in my matches and try to lessen my dominance in the ring? I take that sort of thing personally. I’m all about my career and being the best that I can be. Anyone who wants to mess that up for me is liable to get messed up by me. And Shinzo? That means I’m coming straight for you.
Milli Banks: You think you’re big and tough, huh? Wanna get stuff cracking with me? I guess all that talk about fair competition was BS, but you know what? It’s fine. It’s been a good while since I truly popped off on someone, and I know all my Millionaires have been dying for me to get wild again. You gave me all the cause in the world to do that. However, that doesn’t mean it’s a good thing for you. See, baby boy, I was more than content taking up on your challenge for Grand Rampage, but you stepped out of line. Way out of line, in fact. You don’t come around and try to punk an Elitist of my caliber out. I am the one, but not the one, and that means you do not wanna mess with me whatsoever. Still, it’s a little too late for you to backtrack and apologize. As far as I’m concerned, I’m itching to ruin you, ‘cause when you mess with Milli Banks, you are liable to go Bankrupt, and trust me, Shinzo, once I’m through with you? You’re gonna be one broke, dusty son of a bitch.
(She stares into the hard cam.)
Milli Banks: Oh, but I ain’t talking about Grand Rampage. I’m talking about now.
Stew-O: Now? She isn’t about to do what I think she’s going to do, is she?
Jake Mercer: Oh boy, the fireworks are going to pop off here!
Flannery McCoy: We should’ve expected this, honestly. Things are going to get real ugly really fast.
(The crowd cheers, firmly behind Milli. She then turns towards the stage, as if waiting for Shinzo to come out.)
Milli Banks: Since you wanna be all big and bold, how about you get your ass out here and keep the same energy for me? You can attack me from behind, so about you actually step up to me correctly? That way, I can drop you in the middle of this ring.
(The fans cheer for Milli. Eventually, they would transform into boos as ‘Loose Change (instrumental version)’ by The Alchemist hits. Shizo comes on out, looking on into the ring. Milli frowns. He already has a microphone in hand, along with a smirk.)
Stew-O: And here he is! Shinzo Sasaki has made his presence known!
Flannery McCoy: Yeah, but it doesn’t seem like he’s in a hurry. Far from it. Just look at that smug look on his face, too. He’s not threatened by Milli whatsoever.
(With his theme fading off, Shinzo speaks.)
Shinzo Sasaki: Milli, Milli, Milli… must you be so hot-headed?
Milli Banks: Really? Hot-headed? Jeez, I wonder why! Maybe it’s because you stuck your nose in where it didn’t belong? Just a wild guess.
Shinzo Sasaki: Or perhaps it was all a consequence of your own actions and words.
Milli Banks: Excuse me?
Shinzo Sasaki: Come on, Milli. Did you really think you can treat me as any other New Breed here? As some kind of little boy? I do what I please and no one here is going to tell me what I can and can’t do. The funniest part is that it never crossed my mind to attack you up until you had to speak to me in such a degrading manner. I was more than content sitting by ringside and watching the match play out. However, you grew too big headed, and I figured I’d remind you of the person you will be dealing with in a couple of weeks. You have no one to be mad at but yourself because it all could’ve been avoided. However, leave it to you to be arrogant and think that you are the biggest start in your own little constellation, looking down upon me and thinking you can speak to me in any way you saw fit.
(Milli raises a brow.)
Milli Banks: Oh, so you were big mad, huh? Did I hurt your little masculine feelings? Awww. Poor Shinzy-Winzy. I’m sooo sorry that I spoke down to you… even though you haven’t done the things that I have done when I was a rookie.
Shinzo Sasaki: As far as winning a title? Sure. But at least I never fumbled a tournament and actually made it to the finals. That’s one thing I have over you.
Milli Banks: Okay, okay, that was cute. Real cute. And you know what? Hats off to you. Still, imagine trying to use being a finalist as a flex when you couldn’t win the whole thing and become the Cash in the Vault holder.
Shinzo Sasaki: You mean a loss I ultimately was able to avenge through my own merits? How pathetic, even for you. Quick with the lips, but not so much with the brain.
Milli Banks: To you I’m not, but I’m mighty quick when it comes to putting my foot up inside your ass.
Shinzo Sasaki: Really? So what, you want a fight? Please. The whole entire world saw how I embarrassed you already last week. I made you pay for the ignorance and arrogance you displayed towards me. However, you wish to act as if you’re the unwitting victim in all of this. Then again, considering your claim to fame, that’s not at all surprising for the likes of you.
(He walks into the ring, getting a bit closer to Milli who doesn’t back down whatsoever.)
Milli Banks: Really? And what exactly do you mean by that?
Shinzo Sasaki: What I mean is that you’re a professional victim. You can never do no wrong in your opinion. You’re this perfect being and anyone who doesn’t worship the ground you walk in is some hater or an individual who is supposedly intimidated by you. However, that’s not the case with me. I am not intimidated by you, Milli. Especially when you have proven just how fragile and insecure you are. You are a joke, a fool, and I’ve already exposed you for that. However, at Grand Rampage, the whole world will see you for who you truly are on a grand stage, and I will move on to being one step closer to becoming a future champion while everyone will question whether or not you truly have what it takes to be a main event player.
(He grins.)
Shinzo Sasaki: But if I have anything to say about it? You already showed you are incapable of handling the bright spotlight.
(Milli slowly nods her head. However, instead of saying anything–)
Stew-O: OH! MILLI THROWS THE MICROPHONE DIRECTLY AT SHINZO’S FACE AND POUNCES ON HIM! SHINZO GOES DOWN! MILLI STARTS TO WAIL AWAY WITH PUNCHES, AND THE FANS ARE LOVING THIS! A BIT OF REVENGE FOR MILLI HERE!
Jake Mercer: YEAH, BUT IT’S NOT LASTING LONG! SHINZO SHOVES HER AWAY AND ROLLS OUT OF THE RING! HE STAGGERS BACK, CHECKING OUT HIS FACE–
Flannery McCoy: OH MY GOD! SUICIDE DIVE BY MILLI BANKS! SHE KICKS OFF HER HEELS AND STARTS TO STOMP DOWN ON HIM! THIS IS GETTING CRAZY!
Stew-O: SHINZO CRAWLS AWAY, LOOKING TO GATHER SOME DISTANCE, BUT A HEATED MILLI IS IN HOT PURSUIT OF HIM! THEY GET UP TO THE STAGE AND MILLI GRABS HIM– OH, BUT SHE GETS AN ELBOW TO THE GUT FOR HER TROUBLES! SHINZO GRABS HER BY THE HAIR AND SENDS HER FACE-FIRST INTO THE MINITRON! MILLI STAGGERS AS SHE HOLDS ONTO HER FACE!
Jake Mercer: Chaos is unfolding here! Shinzo grabs her and drags her over away from the stage and to the backstage area! He SLAMS her face down onto one of the nearby wooden tables! Then again! And again! Shinzo’s fighting back, and he isn’t holding back! This isn’t looking good for Banks!
Flannery McCoy: Oh God… Milli looks a little bit loopy! Shinzo grabs her and… oh no! I think he’s setting her up for that same move that took her out last week! Shinzo pulls her in and lifts her up–
Stew-O: –BUT MILLI IS FIGHTING BACK! MILLI BANKS MANAGES TO GET BACK DOWN ON HER FEET AND CATCHES HIM WITH A THRUST KICK TO THE GUT! AND MILLI NOW GRABS SHINZO, SETTING HIM UP FOR THAT SALIDA DEL SOL!
Jake Mercer: BUT SHINZO SHOVES HER AWAY! AND LOOK! SECURITY HAS SCURRIED ON IN, GETTING IN BETWEEN THESE TWO! THEY’RE BREAKING THEM APART! MY GOD, WHAT A SCENE WE’RE WITNESSING!
(Shinzo and Milli are being restrained as order is being restored. With the chaotic scene dying down, Dynasty cuts to commercial break.)
(A commercial plays for Grand Rampage, where Shinzo Sasaki takes on Milli Banks.)
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… THE FOLLOWING IS YOUR MAAAIN EVENT OF THE EVENING, AND IT IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLL!!!
(“My War” by Shinsei Kamattechan began blaring through the speakers as a loud and somewhat mixed reaction began emanating from the crowd, though veering largely towards the side of cheers. ‘The Fallen’ Bronson Daniels burst out of the stage corners, looking equal parts furious and focused as he seemed to have tunnel vision for the ring; he stormed down the ramp and slid under the bottom rope, seemingly avoiding any unnecessary theatrics as he looked to begin the match against Jake Smith as quickly as the referee would allow.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST! Hailing from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 190 pounds… HE IS ‘THE FALLEN’… BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRONSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON! DAAAAAAAAAANIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELS!
Jake Mercer: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! SCREW THIS GUY!
Flannery McCoy: Calm down, will you? Bronson has been through a tough time as of late, but following his attack against Jake Smith and during the leadup to his match with Drake Armstrong, it looks as though Bronson has come to terms with what has happened in his own way. That seems to have resulted in Bronson fully accepting his hatred for Jake Smith, as well as hating anybody at all.
Stew-O: Many would call that hatred justified; just last week, Jake Smith interfered in Bronson’s match against Drake Armstrong, leading to Drake achieving a singles victory over Bronson and bringing his undefeated singles streak to, in Bronson’s own words, an anticlimactic end.
Flannery McCoy: It’s not just that match, though, it’s the fact that Bronson feels Jake Smith is to blame for what happened at Operation: Doomsday, King of Elite, and even Road to Redemption back in December! He feels as though he HAS to put Jake down before he can move on with his aspirations, and that’s the reason he entered the Grand Rampage: to get rid of Jake Smith!
Jake Mercer: Has he considered that maybe he just isn’t as good as he thinks he is?! Blaming my fellow Jake for his failures, so pathetic! Maybe he should focus on getting better himself!
Flannery McCoy: You’re incorrigible.
(‘Stop Breathing (Burn In My Light Intro)’ by Playboi Carti began playing throughout Pinnacle Bank Arena as the crowd began booing and jeering towards the stage; ‘The Process’ Jake Smith stepped out from behind the curtains with a smug grin on his face. He ended up narrowing his eyes and scowling as he locked eyes with Bronson, who looked equally ready to tear Jake apart. Jake made his way down the ramp and stepped into the squared circle, making his way into his corner as he waited for the bell.)
Stephie Love: AND HIS OPPONENT! Hailing from Atherton, California, weighing in at 210 pounds… HE IS ‘THE PROCESS’… JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE! SMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITH!
Jake Mercer: YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!
Flannery McCoy: Enough already! As has been made apparent, Jake and Bronson’s careers as of late have been incredibly intertwined, with both of them being top contenders for the World Heavyweight Championship held by Myles; however, as we mentioned before, neither man managed to take the gold away from him.
Stew-O: The enmity between these two men has been festering for quite some time, and just as Jake attacked Bronson last week to cost him the match against Drake Armstrong, Bronson also attacked Jake the week before when they both declared their entry into the Grand Rampage match! The main event of the evening tonight is certainly a Grand Rampage preview, because not only is it showcasing two of the best prospects to win the match, but it’s also showcasing what will likely happen the moment these two end up in the ring together during the match. Bronson said he’s more focused on ending Jake’s dreams than the victory itself, and I think he means it!
Jake Mercer: As if scum like Bronson Daniels is capable of ending my fellow Jake’s dreams! I’d like to see him try. Just you watch; tonight, Jake is going to show the world not just THAT he’s better than Bronson, but that he’s FAR better!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: The main event is underway- AND THESE MEN AREN’T WASTING ANY TIME AT ALL! THEY SPRINT OUT OF THEIR CORNERS AND IMMEDIATELY START THROWING HAYMAKERS! LEFT, RIGHT, LEFT, RIGHT, THEY’RE THINKING OF NOTHING BUT BEATING EACH OTHER INTO UNCONSCIOUSNESS!
Flannery McCoy: But it looks like Bronson is getting the upper hand to start off, speeding up his strikes to stagger Jake and prevent him from retaliating! A jab, a hook, a back elbow, a gut kick, AND A DROPKICK TO KNOCK JAKE OFF HIS FEET! The crowd looks to be enjoying a beatdown that many consider to be well deserved, and Bronson looks to agree as he begins stomping Jake out with an almost scary amount of anger!
Jake Mercer: DON’T TOUCH HIM!
Stew-O: It’s a wrestling match, what did you think was going to happen? After a climactic leaping foot stomp, Bronson takes a moment to catch his breath before backing away- although, I don’t think it’s because he’s changed his mind about Jake. He looks to be measuring Jake up for something big!
Jake Mercer: Jake staggers to a kneel as he starts to get up- AND BRONSON RUSHES FORWARD, DOING A FRONT FLIP IN THE AIR AS HE EXECUTES THE ROLLING AXE KICK! BUT MY FELLOW JAKE DODGES OUT OF THE WAY, CAUSING BRONSON TO CRASH DOWN WITH ALL THAT BUILT UP ACCELERATION!
Flannery McCoy: Jake looks to be fighting between a smirk and a pained expression after enduring all those stomps, but the Process shows no signs of being remotely out of it! He laughs at Bronson who clutches his lower back after that rough landing; OH, and a slap by Jake Smith to his downed opponent! The disrespect!
Stew-O: AND BRONSON WITH A SLAP OF HIS OWN! That one sounded particularly loud, I heard an echo on it! Before Bronson can regain control, though, Jake hits a superkick to the head of his kneeling opponent, knocking him onto his back! And with Bronson on the ground, Jake runs and hits the ropes, running back towards Bronson before hitting a baseball slide dropkick right to the ribs of his rival!
Flannery McCoy: I felt the impact on that one, and Bronson did too as he turned onto his stomach in pain, trying to stagger back up to his feet quickly! He finally does make it to his hands and knees, but Jake is right there, capturing him with a waist lock and throwing him back with a German Suplex… and he bridges it!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Jake Mercer: A quick kick out by Bronson, but Jake doesn’t look phased by it. In fact, I think he’s happy that he gets to show off how much better he is for a longer period of time! Jake grabs Bronson by the hair and forces him into the corner, where he unleashes a vicious knife-edge chop! Followed up by a punch, very much in the same style that Bronson does! I think this is mockery, and nobody deserves it more than Bronson!
Flannery McCoy: Disrespect aside, this barrage of chops and punches looks to be lighting Bronson up! Jake ends the flurry before he gets gassed, choosing to switch it up by grabbing Bronson by the head and leading him up against the ropes! With a quick strike to the face, he grabs the Fallen’s wrist and Irish Whips him across the ring, leading him to rebound off the opposite side’s ropes and come running back!
Stew-O: Jake looks ready for Bronson as he returns, and Jake ducks down below to catch him with the back body drop! Bronson gets sent FLYING up into the air- BUT HE LANDS ON HIS FEET AND KEEPS RUNNING! LOOK AT THAT CONTROL!
Jake Mercer: Bronson rebounds yet again and Jake Smith turns around, realizing the move didn’t work as there was no loud thud, and he swings for Bronson’s head! BRONSON DUCKS, AND LAUNCHES HIS RIGHT LEG UP AS HE DOES SO! SCORPION KICK!
Flannery McCoy: That incredible dodge-kick combo looks to have knocked Jake Smith into a daze as he staggers back in a vulnerable position! Bronson winds up his arm and A CHOP, straight into a PUNCH, then he snapmares Jake down! We’ve seen this before… A DROPK- NO, JAKE ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY, LETTING BRONSON FALL TO THE GROUND!
Stew-O: Jake gets to his feet, staggering a bit as he does so, and Bronson rises up as well! I think Bronson was looking to kick Jake’s head off with that dropkick had it landed! Bronson rushes forward towards Jake, turning around at the last second to unleash a running back elbow, but Jake ducks underneath and locks on a waist lock yet again!
Jake Mercer: My fellow Jake looks to circle back with another German Suplex! BUT NO, Bronson sandbags it, the fiend! He slides backwards under Jake’s legs and yanks them back, forcing Jake to fall on his face!
Flannery McCoy: Bronson gets up and leaps up into the air, plummeting down with a double footstomp to the back of the prone Jake Smith before jumping off and looking down at him; a sadistic smile comes across his face. I think he’s been waiting for the opportunity to do this to Jake Smith, and he’s relishing every moment he gets to do it!
Stew-O: The Fallen grabs the head of Jake Smith and tucks it between his legs before hoisting him up onto his shoulders in a classic powerbomb position! He starts to come crashing down in a sit-out powerbomb, BUT JAKE LUNGES HIMSELF FORWARD, FLIPPING BEHIND BRONSON AND DRAGGING HIM THROUGH FOR A PILEDRIVER! THAT WAS A MODIFIED ‘HELL ABOVE’, AND JAKE GOES FOR THE PIN OFF OF IT AS QUICKLY AS HE CAN!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Jake Mercer: DAMN! HE KICKED OUT! Stay down, Bronson, nobody likes you!
Flannery McCoy: That’s disputable, but Bronson managed to stay in and Jake seems to be getting more and more frustrated as Bronson refuses to be pinned! The Process slithers over him and looks to follow up on his momentum by applying a crossface to his opponent, and now Bronson seems to be in trouble!
Stew-O: Despite kicking out, there’s no doubt that the modified Hell Above did considerable damage to Bronson’s head, and now that head is being wrenched back with vicious aggression by the deadly Jake Smith! Bronson is doing everything he can to either force Jake off of him or to make his way to the nearby rope; it looks like Jake has no intention of letting go, though!
Jake Mercer: HANG ON FELLOW JAKE, YOU’VE GOT THIS! KEEP HIM LOCKED!
Flannery McCoy: Bronson’s flailing is inching him closer and closer… THERE! He managed to get his foot on the bottom rope, and the referee is calling for Jake to release the hold, but he doesn’t seem to want to! The referee is counting him down… and Jake finally lets go at the threat of disqualification!
Stew-O: The damage has been done, though!
Jake Mercer: He didn’t break any rules, did he? If he did, the match would’ve been over by the ref’s call! You’re just jealous that Jake is smart enough to get everything out of a maneuver.
Flannery McCoy: Bronson’s clutching his head in pain as he tries to recuperate before slowly staggering to his hands and knees, but Jake Smith is watching him like a hawk, waiting to take advantage as he crouches in the corner and measures Bronson up! The Fallen finally gets to a full kneel, and Jake Smith rushes forward! KAIOKEN!
Stew-O: NO! BRONSON QUICKLY DUCKS, LEADING THE KAIOKEN TO GO FLYING OVERHEAD! JAKE LANDS IN FRONT OF HIM IN A KNEEL! THE MATCH JUST FLASHED BEFORE BRONSON’S EYES! Adrenaline seems to start coursing through Bronson’s veins as he quickly staggers up and leaps up, unleashing a meteora on the kneeling Jake Smith from behind and causing him to crash down to the mat!
Jake Mercer: Hang in there! Bronson yanks Jake Smith towards the center of the ring after turning him over onto his back, and then he rises to his feet and riles up the crowd by putting his arms up in the air! What is this horrific monster planning to do to the Process?!
Flannery McCoy: Bronson leaps up into the air, BACKFLIPPING AS HE DOES, AND LANDS ON JAKE WITH A LOUD THUD! FLYING BRONSONS! FLYING BRONSONS! THIS TIME, BRONSON IS THE ONE WHO HOOKS THE LEG!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Jake Mercer: AHAHAHAHAHA! A KICK OUT! OF COURSE THERE WAS A KICK OUT! A burning anger seems to fill Bronson’s face as his hatred for Jake Smith continues to boil over in this cathartic match! Can you believe how jealous he is?!
Stew-O: I don’t think that’s jealousy, Jake, moreso that he sees him as the source of all his problems that just won’t go away. But Bronson’s eyes narrow as he grabs a hold of Jake Smith and looks to get rid of the issue once and for all! With one arm underhooked, he tries to lift Jake up for the Savage Mode gutbuster, but Jake is sandbagging it, knowing Bronson well enough to know what was being attempted!
Flannery McCoy: Practically snarling in frustration, Bronson shoves Jake Smith forward- OH, MICKEY I KNOCKED YOUR HEAD OFF! BUT JAKE SMITH ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! BRONSON TURNS AROUND TO FACE JAKE AGAIN, BUT HE GETS MET WITH A VICIOUS SUPERKICK BY THE PROCESS!
Jake Mercer: THAT’S WHAT IT’S ALL ABOUT! TRUST THE PROCESS! And BOOM, a European Uppercut by Jake Smith! And ANOTHER for good measure! Jake is really feeling himself right now as he grabs Bronson’s head and shoves it under his arm in a front facelock, before throwing his arm overhead and lifting Bronson up in a vertical suplex hold! BUT HE DROPS STRAIGHT DOWN WITH A BRAINBUSTER!
Stew-O: Jake unleashes a smug laugh after doing so, I think this may spell the beginning of the end for Bronson! With the Fallen laid out in a supine position, Jake grabs his head, this time in an inverted facelock, and forces him up to his feet with the hold attached! Is he about to unleash–
Flannery McCoy: HE IS! HE SPINS THROUGH, GOING FOR THE PROPHETIC ROLLING CUTTER! BUT BRONSON STAYS ON HIS FEET AND REVERSES THE HOLD TO LOCK THE INVERTED FACELOCK ON JAKE! THE PROPHETIC ROLLING CUTTER UNLEASHES AGAIN AND IT LANDS, BUT IT WAS EXECUTED BY BRONSON ONTO JAKE!
Jake Mercer: The impact sends Jake rolling just out of arm’s reach of Bronson, and Bronson crawls forward to grab Jake’s leg and hook it!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THR-
Stew-O: But Jake Smith kicks out yet again in an impressive showing of resilience! Both men are surely exhausted by now, but the heated enmity of this grudge keeps them going in spite of it! It’s Bronson that stirs first and begins to stagger up, with Jake following afterwards; Bronson steps behind Jake as the latter finally makes it to his feet, and Bronson leaps up onto Jake’s shoulders from behind! I believe he’s going for a Frankensteiner!
Jake Mercer: But the Process clutches Bronson’s legs and keeps him up there! Bronson starts to lose balance from the failed Frankensteiner attempt, leading Jake to take the opportunity to spin Jake around and have him on his shoulders from the front! HE GOES FOR A POWERBOMB!
Flannery McCoy: BUT BRONSON FLIPS OVERHEAD JUST AS JAKE HAD DONE PRIOR! NO HELL ABOVE THIS TIME, HE GOES FOR A VICTORY ROLL! CAN HE GET IT?!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Jake Mercer: He kicked out! JAKE DID KICK OUT!
Stew-O: He kicked out a moment too late, the ref’s hand already hit the mat for the third time! This match is over!
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNNER… BRONSOOOOOOOO-
Flannery McCoy: OH! JAKE SMITH DID NOT TAKE KINDLY TO THE LOSS, AS HE’S STARTED BRUTALLY ASSAULTING BRONSON, WHO LET HIS GUARD DOWN AFTER THE BELL RANG! SOMEONE STOP THIS!
Stew-O: Jake Smith forces Bronson to a kneel… KAIOKEN! HE HITS KAIOKEN ON BRONSON, DESPITE THE MATCH HAVING ALREADY ENDED! AND NOW HE’S STOMPING OUT THE UNCONSCIOUS BODY OF THE FALLEN! THIS IS MADNESS!
(Jake Smith ended the attack and just stood over Bronson with an infuriated expression on his face as security started to rush out and clear the ring. Friday Night Dynasty came to an ominous ending as the video feed faded to black with Jake Smith standing over the laid out body of the Fallen.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
