(EAW Intro Plays.)
(We get a shot of EAW’s performance center from outside as the empty streets of Newark, New Jersey are still visible due to the stay at home orders and quarantine caused by the country’s reaction to the covid-19 virus pandemic. We see a recap of last week’s Dynasty that was held in this same building that all shows have been held as brief intercuts about who transpired are shown. Lethal Consequences, W1LH3LM, Korey Gaines, Darcy May Morgan, and the team of Serena Bennett and Kassidy Heart managed to be successful in their matches. We see the show end with a shot of Hollywood SOSA Henderson standing tall while holding the World Heavyweight Championship while staring down the actual champion Drake King.)
(The recap ends as we get a camera cut to the commentary table. Sitting in a black and white suit is Stew-O, to his side in a pair of jeans and a red blouse is Flannery McCoy, and to the other side in a “Pizza Boy” vintage shirt with a blazer over it and his signature manbun is Jake Mercer.)
Stew-O: We are live and back in the EAW Performance Center ready to bring you fans at home all over the world this week’s episode of…FRIDAY NIGHT…DYNASTY!
Flannery McCoy: He’s Stew-O, I’m Flannery McCoy, and this hipster wrestling nerd to our side is the notorious Jake Mercer. We all alright today, guys?
Jake Mercer: Alright? Did you call me Notorious? Like The Notorious B.I.G.? Frank White? Biggie Smalls?
Flannery McCoy: No, no I did not. I’m just trying to be nice to you, please don’t get too caught up in this.
Jake Mercer: Fuck it, I AM NOW…THE NOTORIOUS…J.A.K….um…E!!!
Stew-O: Anyway, last week was an epic showcasing of EAW talent. Lethal Consequences took down HEVEL, W1LH3LM defeated Eddie Terrial, Ronan Malosi fell to Korey Gaines…
Jake Mercer: HOT TAKES! Ronan should have won that one.
Flannery McCoy: Darcy May Morgan made quick work of the disappointing Melissa O’Malley, Xander Payne ruined the Sienna Jade/Impact match by interfering, SOSA Henderson defended his mentor Heart Break Boy, and SOSA and Drake King fell to Kassidy Heart and Serena Bennett in the main event. Oh, let’s not forget Chris Elite and Cage setting themselves up for an epic showdown at Gateway to Glory and a surprise appearance by Fire & Ice as they confronted and challenged Drizzy and Vizzy for their tag belts to start the show off last week!
Stew-O: A surprise appearance indeed!
Jake Mercer: I knew they were coming, I read the dirt sheets, and the script leaked online last weekend.
Flannery McCoy: Shut up, nerd.
Stew-O: We have a great show for the fans at home tonight Ronan Malosi faces HEVEL and Eddie Terrial, Justin Windgate and Andre Walker take on Korey Gaines and Christian DeMarco, Kasey Kaos challenges Chris Elite with Universal Women’s Champion Minerva ring side…
Jake Mercer: *Lotion appears*
Flannery McCoy: Sienna Jade and Darcy May Morgan get it on!
Jake Mercer: *Another lotion bottle appears*
Stew-O: Serena Bennett and Kassidy Heart look to become closer as partners before their showdown with Sienna Jade and Impact.
Jake Mercer: *Third bottle of lotion is placed on the desk as Flannery and Stew pause to stare at Jake*
Flannery McCoy: And a main event match between Impact and World Champion Drake King!
Stew-O: The booking for tonight could rival a FPV or Supershow as we are ready to-
(‘Dark Horses’ by Switchfoot begins to play. The lights flash with burning red and icy blue all over the Performance Center as out walks Raven Roberts in front with Rex McAllister a few steps behind her.)
Stew-O: Back again for the second week in a row, 2020 Grand Rampage winner Rex McAllister and former Universal Women’s Champion Raven Roberts are here!
Flannery McCoy: Fire and Ice are in the building tonight.
Jake Mercer: Somebody say ICE? Hide TLA!
Stew-O: Last week, Fire & Ice interrupted Drizzy and Vizzy in the opening of the show and revealed that the title shot they earned for the Unified Tag Team Championships way back at King of Elite was being set up for Gateway to Glory. Drake King and The Visual Prophet seemed shocked at not only the arrival of Raven and Rex but the challenge being made and seeing as their relationship has been rocky as of late, maybe they are in more trouble than anyone can imagine.
Flannery McCoy: Retaining your championship in EAW is hard enough, now they have two of the best wrestlers alive today coming for them. Rex just was announced as a Hall of Fame inductee and he won the Grand Rampage this season!
Jake Mercer: And Raven Roberts…is FUCKING Raven Roberts! They may have outsmarted and physically dominated SASS in their first title defense…I don’t think they can afford to toy with these two!
(Raven is wearing a leather jacket with a pair of denim jeans and a “Rex Master” shirt underneath the jacket. Rex is in tow wearing a pair of khaki slacks, athletic shoes, and a “The Bird of Prey” Hoodie with his own leather jacket on. Both walk down the ramp and proceed to walk up the steel stairs before entering the ring. Rex and Raven both grab microphones as their theme music fades out.)
Rex McAllister: Hey Raven.
Raven Roberts: Yes, Rex?
Rex McAllister: I have a question.
Raven Roberts: Ask away.
Rex McAllister: Do you think the Friday Night Dynasty fans are getting sick of us coming out here and interrupting their favorite wrestling show?
Raven Roberts: I doubt it, to be honest. I mean, if they could put up with a few months of Drake King and The Visual Prophet ruining the tag team division in EAW, I guess they should be capable of tolerating us talking just a little bit.
Rex McAllister: That’s a great point, Raven. Like, that opener last week…what was that even about?
Raven Roberts: Well, I think The Visual Prophet took a TMZ story about Kim Jong-Un being dead, flew Dennis Rodman, and his tiger all the way to Newark to pay a weird and creepy tribute to The Supreme Leader of North Korea instead of…you know, actually wrestling. It seemed like a big time filler that was highlighted by the former Chicago Bulls power forward and the current King of Elite singing Karaoke and ruining the great song Wiz Khalifa made in tribute to the deceased Paul Walker.
Rex McAllister: Oh, don’t forget his whiny, petulant tag team partner who happens to also be World Heavyweight Champion running out here begging him to stop being a weirdo and to get focused.
Raven Roberts: Oh yeah, Drake King did come out here and practically begged Viz to settle down and focus up. I mean, Drake King claims he’s always right and nobody listens to him and I will speak for the entire world, Rex, and myself when I say that NO…Drake King is rarely right and listening to him is akin to sticking a fork inside a working electrical outlet. HOWEVER!
Rex McAllister: However!?
Raven Roberts: However…Drake King had a good point. I mean, The Visual Prophet and Drake King already have enough on their plates as is. One if the King of Elite and potentially can cash in his crown like I did my Cash in the Vault opportunity and challenge for a World Championship in the near future.
Rex McAllister: Didn’t you beat Viz to win that Cash in the Vault match last year at Pain for Pride?
Raven Roberts: I did, Rex. I did beat him and several others.
Rex McAllister: Just making sure.
Raven Roberts: No, I understand.
Rex McAllister: Oh, don’t forget that Drake King is also the World Heavyweight champion andis the self proclaimed Paragon of EAW. He’s got SOSA Henderson breathing down his neck looking poised to be the one that ends his tyrannical World Championship reign soon enough.
Raven Roberts: Which is possibly seeing as SOSA left Drake titleless at the end of their tag match last week. Thing is, these are two busy men who have all that AND the biggest challenge in their tag team lives right in front of them at Gateway to Glory.
Rex McAllister: They do? What’s this big challenge you speak of, Raven?
Raven Roberts: That challenge is us.
Rex McAllister: Oh yeah. We are challenging Drizzy and Vizzy for their Unified Tag Team titles at Gateway to Glory and I must say…I love our chances! I mean, don’t get me wrong, Drake King and The Visual Prophet aren’t slouches. They are the current World Heavyweight Champions AND King of Elite for crying out loud. We aren’t here to underestimate these gentlemen, are we Raven?
Raven Roberts: Absolutely not. But, we are here to tell them one last time not to underestimate us. Drake and Viz took out Sierra Bradford and Sarah Price and managed to end Heavenly Hell’s incredible reign as champions. That’s splendid and all but they have yet to face a team quite like us. A duo with more chemistry than any other team in EAW. No two people that could be paired together is as insync as you and I, Rex.
Rex McAllister: Indeed. We have waited our turn and earned the right to challenge those two men for their gold and it’s time we-
(‘This is your Life’ by The Dust Brothers and Tyler Durden plays. Out walks in an all black suit, his hair flowing down his shoulders, his head held high, and both his Unified Tag Team Championship and World Heavyweight Championships on his shoulders. Drake stands on stage, staring down at Fire & Ice as smiles arrive on their faces.)
Jake Mercer: WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT KANG IN THE BUILDING!
Stew-O: Looks like Drake King has had just about enough of these two as the only double champ in EAW glares at Raven Roberts and Rex McAllister.
(Drake reveals a microphone from his back pocket as he raises it to his lips as his music fades out.)
Drake King: While some people believe crossover episodes are appealing, I only prefer those types of things in the MCU.
Raven Roberts: Sorry Drake, Rex and I don’t speak comic book nerd.
Rex McAllister: Speak for yourself. I didn’t know Captain Marvel was going to show up tonight! Look at you, got the hair flowing, the belts on both shoulders, the voice deepened and what not. It’s almost as if you think you run this place or something.
Drake King: There is no “and something” about it. I am the Paragon of EAW, I am the World Heavyweight Champion, and I am one half of the Unified Tag Team champions. I DO run things here, this is my show, that is my ring, and you two idiots are wasting MY time. Everybody knows you premature punks decided to get way too eager for your own benefit and challenge The Visual Prophet and myself for our belts at Gateway to Glory INSTEAD of the biggest show of the year; Pain for Pride. Everybody knows you two earned that shot at King of Elite. What everybody might not know but will learn quickly is that you two pathetic peons do not have a shot at taking our titles from us. Need I remind you that Drake King and The Visual Prophet are UNDEFEATED in tag team competition? Must I drill into your stupid skulls the fact that Drake King and The Visual Prophet took down the one tag team nobody else could? Do I have to go into agonizing details on how good The Visual Prophet and I are as a team and how neither of you individually could accomplish what we have accomplished in 2020? I am a World Champ and Unified Tag Champ. NAME THE LAST PERSON TO DO WHAT I’VE DONE IN EAW! Viz is King of Elite and Tag Champ. YOU CAN’T NAME ANOTHER MAN THAT’S DONE THAT AT ALL! You guys come out here to try and disrespect us yet all that has happened is you have reminded fans everywhere just how out of your league Drizzy and Vizzy are.
Raven Roberts: That’s some powerful ranting, Drake. It’d be more effective if it wasn’t just you standing on stage saying it by yourself.
Rex McAllister: So much for unity and peace treaties. You two aren’t on the same page and havent been on the same page since winning those belts months ago. Where is The Visual Prophet at anyway?
Drake King: Look…DON’T WORRY ABOUT HIM! You need to be worried about us both! By myself I could eradicate you two. When he is by my side, you won’t stand a chance against us.
Rex McAllister: I see cracks against the armor.
Raven Roberts: I see them as well.
Drake King: You see nothing and know nothing. I see a dead dinosaur who got lucky at Grand Rampage and I see a bird with no feathers trying to fly too close to the sun that all of this industry rotates around. I have half a mind to walk down this ramp…
(Drake begins walking down the ramp.)
Drake King: Walk up those steel stairs…
(Drake begins slowly walking up the steel stairs.)
Drake King: And kicking both of your-
(A loud sound buzzes over the building. All attention turns to the tron. We see a video begin to play. On the video, we see several large men wearing ski masks and all black gear. We see one with a cell phone recording everything as they maneuver backstage. Suddenly, they turn into a corner where we see a startled Jessica Miller alone after just roaming the halls in the camera lens.)
Jessica Miller: What the heck! WHAT’S GOING ON!? HELP!!! HELP!!!!!
Raven Roberts: What in the world?!
Rex McAllister: Jesus!
Drake King: JESS?!??
(The video skips ahead. We see Jessica Miller now tied up and locked away as she frantically is trying to break free from her restraints. We see the large men surrounding her as the camera recording everything shakes violently before the loud buzzing sound is heard again and the video ends.)
Stew-O: My god, did somebody just kidnap Drake King’s sister?!?
Jake Mercer: IT WAS THE TALIBAN!
Flannery McCoy: Drake King was moments away from confronting Raven and Rex and now he has sprinted full speed from the ring apron straight up the entrance ramp as Rex and Raven are as shocked as all of us at what just happened. My goodness, I hope nothing happens to that girl!
Stew-O: Me too!
(The scene ends as Fire & Ice both look legit concerned at what just happened as the show goes to a brief commercial break.)
(Commercial for EAW’s facemasks, get your favorite elitist themed CDC approved N95 masks at the EAW Shop right now! Proceeds go directly to the pockets of Mr. D– COVID19 research!)
(The Camera fades to Stephie Love in the ring)
Stephie Love: The following triple-threat contest is scheduled for… ONE FALL!!
( The camera then moves away from the broadcasting booth to the stage as ‘Come On’ by Waterproof Blonde plays up as it’s clear who’s music this is. Ronan Malosi makes his way out to the stage with an absolute clear smug look on his face as he struts out with a cocky pip in his step on his way to the ring )
Stephie Love: Introducing first! From Cape Town, South Africa… weighing in at 280 pounds… THE CAPE TOWN CRIPPLER; RONAN MALOSI!!
Jake Mercer: As focused and determined as ever!
Flannery McCoy: Will he score a victory this week or will the streak of disappointment continue?
(“Judas” by Fozzy hits through the empty arena and Hevel comes out looking arrogant and like he doesn’t want to be here. )
Stephie Love: Introducing first from New York, New York weighing in at 210 pounds… HEEEEEEVEL!!!
Flannery McCoy: He’s not any less annoying than last week that one!
Jake Mercer: Oh come on don’t be so hard on him.
Stew-O: Ronan and the third participant will be plenty hard for him. That came out wrong. In the ring through their actions I mean!
( “The News Countdown” by BBC News hits, and Eddie Terial steps out onto the stage, writing in his journal.)
Stephie Love: Annnd their opponent! From New York City! Weighing in at 185lbs!!! THE HEADLINER!!! EDDIE TERIALLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!
( Eddie Terial raises his journal up as the page has the words “THIS JUST IN! Malosi and Hevel SUCKS!” written on it. He then struts down the ramp and towards the ring with a cocky attitude. )
Jake Mercer: That is actually funny!
Flannery McCoy: You call this journalism? Okay it is pretty funny.
( DING! DING! DING! )
Stew-O: AND HERE WE GO!! Terrial and Hevel looking at each other, uneasy about the monstrous adversary in front of them. Someone has to do something! While they are arguing Malosi rocks both of them off their feet with a double clothesline! Hevel grabs at his chest while Ronan Malosi picks up Eddie and pulls him in for a short-arm clothesline that sends him tumbling over! Kicking Eddie over the apron to the outside Malosi turns his attention to Hevel, grabbing him by the hair and raises him to his feet. He was cocking his big fist back to plant it right in Perfection Personified’s pretty face but the Villain cuts him to the chase, taking hold of the brute’s beard with both hands and boom! Big unexpected headbutt that sends both reeling back! Emboldened by his success, Hevel serves Malosi a kick to the gut and headlocks Malosi for a swift DDT! He goes for a quick cover, but Malosi is aware enough to shove Hevel off him and roll to his knees, pissed off at his opponent.
Ronan: Why you little shit stain!
Stew-O: Malosi takes a run at him but Eddie on the outside has tripped the Cape Town Crippler! While Malosi is recovering from his faceplant, the Headliner hurries back onto the apron and slings himself over the top rope…. Managing to catch Hevel by surprise with a springboard crossbody! Hevel did his best to catch him but with his balance compromised, he crashes to the mat with Eddie on top of him! Quick cover, 1, count interrupted by Malosi dive with an elbow strike to the back of Eddie Terrial’s head! The Headliner retreats outside of the ring once more, nursing his cranium. Malosi moves through the ropes to give pursuit! Seeing this, Eddie makes a run for it around the ring, Malosi after him! The Headliner desperately dives under the ring, the Purveyor of Punishment’s face clearly indicating he is about to explain why he has this nickname as he dives in after him!
Jake Mercer: Come on Eddie, this is not the time to play hide and seek!
Flannery McCoy: There seems to be a bit of a struggle under the ringside apron, and a THWAP is heard a split second before Malosi falls back in the clear, holding his head in pain!
Jake Mercer: Ronan Malosi is bleeding from his forehead! How??
Flannery McCoy: You really have to ask?
Stew-O: The Headliner pokes his head back out from under the apron, acting shocked and confused! He stands up, being admonished by the referee but Eddie argues back for his innocence! Defaulting any evidence the ref lets it be known he was gonna keep a close eye on Eddie from here on out, and orders him back in the ring. But when he slides back in he finds himself alone on the mat – Hevel had rolled to the outside and runs up on Malosi, cleaning his clock with a torpedo-like dropkick! Some ruthless aggression is dished out onto Malosi, blows after furious blows, while Eddie is resting against the ropes and enjoying the show. The referee is counting up both men in an attempt to keep control of this matchup, prompting Hevel to heave Malosi onto his feet and throw him back in the ring. Eddie takes this opportunity to start stomping away at the Widowmaker, soon joined by Hevel who smears Malosi’s blood into his eyes to blind him up while applying a headlock onto him.
Jake Mercer: It’s rare to see those two working along. But it’s a small price to pay for keeping Malosi down!
Flannery McCoy: When you aren’t wrong, you aren’t wrong.
Jake Mercer: Yeah that’s… Hey what does th-
Stew-O: Back to the actions! Hevel is talking some loud trash into Malosi’s ear but his bravado is cut short as Eddie Terrial’s kicks are suddenly aimed towards his busy frenemy! Both guys on the floor are having it as Eddie stays on his task mercilessly! The referee steps in and pushes Eddie back, giving the two down opponent a little space to breathe. Hevel rolls outside of the ring, an angry scowl on his face, and while he looks on to Eddie with retribution in his eyes, he opts to grab Malosi’s arm and drag him close to the corner, wrapping his limb around the turnpost! Pulling hard on his arm he gets a long groan of pain from Ronan but before Hevel lets him go, he takes his swing and slams Malosi’s bicep into the unforgiving steel! Malosi clutches his arm to his chest, rolling away from the corner, while Hevel points out at Eddie. “I’m gonna do much worse to you!” Eddie scoffs him off with an invitation and a flex of his pecs. Hevel slides in, both stare at each other, goading each other, faking a go-in, and finally they lock horns! Eddie’s agility prevails and he flips Hevel down his ass over the kettle with a solid armbar! While he is hanging on to Hevel’s arm, Eddie starts dropping knee after knee into Hevel’s ribs, draining his energy and breath while the Villain is doing his best to get out of his predicament, trying to soften the blows with his free arm. Eddie stretches out to re-apply his armbar as painfully as he can, but he doesn’t see Malosi diving in with his full weight! Malosi with the cover, 1! 2! Hevel dives in on top of the pile to stop the count, and all three men are now not so spry and eager, Malosi especially feeling the brunt with his bruised arm and blood trickling down into his eyes. Hevel and Ronan to their feet first, looking at each other, and Hevel throws himself at Malosi for a clinch and Hevel swiftly takes the advantage, twisting Malosi’s bad arm behind his back! He pushes Malosi into the ropes but Ronan grabs the top rope with his good arm, slinging Hevel off him. The Villain tumbles awkwardly back to his feet and cannot dodge the cannonball that is Malosi, crashing down under a vicious Gore! Hevel is grabbing at his midsection in obvious pain,
( Ending )
Stew-O: Malosi notices Hevel leaning against the ropes as he is trying to recover and get to a vertical base. The Crippler smirks and stumbles his way grabbing him by the throat! Arm over shoulder he gets him into a chokeslam OUTSIDE THE ROPES AND ON THE APRON!! Hevel slides and crashes down on the outside floor like a rag doll and WAIT!! LOOK AT EDDIE!! He is going for a rollup!!!
Jake Mercer: COVER!!!
Referee: ONE! TW-
Flannery McCoy: MALOSI SHOVES EDDIE OFF OF HIM!!
Stew-O: Such strength that Terrial actually handed on his feet and looks surprised!! Meanwhile Malosi looks angry as he begins to get up he is on one knee now BUT EDDIE GOES FOR A SUPERKICK!!! MALOSI IS DOWN!! MALOSI IS DOWN!! Eddie looks at the nearest turnbuckle and climbs atop of it! He calls for the Breaking News!! He leaps BUT GETS CAUGHT BY THE SOUVENIR!!!!
Stew-O: RONAN MANAGED TO QUICKLY GET UP AND THROW ALL OF HIMSELF AT EDDIE WHO COULDN’T DO A THING TO COUNTER!
Referee: ONE! TWO!! THREE!!!
( DING! DING! DING! )
( ‘Come On’ by Waterproof Blonde plays up as the referee goes to raise Malosi’s arm and pointing him as victor. )
Stephie Love: Here is your winner… Ronaaan MALOSIIII!!
Stew-O: What A Win By The Crippler!!
Jake Mercer: All Hail The Would-Be King!!! Finally a clean victory!
Flannery McCoy: And well deserved too! He has something to celebrate tonight!! Congratulations.
(A camera approaches Drake King as he rushes through the halls of the EAW performance center, still hunting high and low for his sister, Jessica Miller, who last we checked, was still kidnapped by an unknown assailant. His next stop has been the shower area of the male locker room in the performance center.)
Drake King: JESSICA!
(He nearly tears the door of the locker room off the hinges, and navigates his way to the showers where El Landerson stands–without a towel. :mjlit: )
Drake King: FRICK! (He hurriedly covers his eyes with his hands, allowing El Landerson to quickly grab a towel to wrap around his waist.)
El Landerson: Drake King, World Heavy Champion, don’t you please knock?
Drake King: :skip: Knock?! There was no door–but listen, that’s besides the point! I’m looking for my sister.
El Landerson: :oh: Lady King? Ms. Drake?
Drake King: No, that’s not her name–it’s Jessica. Jessica Miller. You know her. She’s been managing me for a while, Landerson.
El Landerson: Until you let me meet her, I never know her.
Drake King: Okay…well…have you seen a short latin woman with a pixie cut? Dark hair? She was kidnapped earlier, Landerson, would you know anything about it?
El Landerson: Landerson doesn’t hit no woman cause I’m a happily married man and I also have a son which is name is El Jr.
Drake King: That’s great, Landerson, but I’m trying to get some help finding my sister, if you could please give me some answers. :lupe:
El Landerson: EAW WHC act so spoiled I don’t know you not an only child.
Drake King: EL LANDERSON, FOCUS, PLEASE!
El Landerson: I’m searching for a tag team partner. Maybe you can join the BOOM and leave Viz Prophet to become tag champion with me don’t you think it’s a better idea?
Drake King: :snoop: At this rate, I’m never going to find her–Landerson, no, Viz and I hold the Tag Titles right now, it doesn’t work that way.
El Landerson: I’ll prove it let me show you how much better partner I am.
Drake King: Landerson, listen–
El Landerson: Here comes THE BOOM!
(Suddenly, El Landerson rips the towel off from around his waist, rushing past Drake King and out of the locker room area into the halls of the EAW performance center. Drake King is seen grumbling to himself as he continues to search for Jessica in the opposite direction El Landerson ran.)
( Going backstage we see Ronan Malosi celebrating his victory with the company of his manager Silas and a few bottles of Champagne. We hear the pair discuss )
Ronan: You know what? I want more than just Champagne. YOU! Cameraman! Follow me!
( Followed by Silas and the camera pointed on him, the Cape Town Crippler is walking through the empty halls of the Performance Center before he opens up a door and steps inside what is Starr Stan’s office. The General Manager was working on something on the desk he is sitting behind while Malosi moves to stand in front of him. )
StarrStan: Come on in Ronan, what can I do for you?
( There was sarcasm in the tone of Stan’s voice as Ronan takes a swing at his bottle. )
Ronan: What you can do for me is right! See I have something to celebrate tonight, this win I just got signals the end of a losing streak long overdue! So many losses due to different screwjobs and finally, FINALLY I get one in! This feels pretty damn good, even better than the taste of this here bottle of Champagne!
StarrStan: Good to know, congratulations on your victory by the way. You didn’t come to me just to gloat about a single win now did you?
Ronan: No Sir! I haven’t! It’s high time I voice out my complaints regarding the way I’m being treated around here!
StarrStan confused: Do tell?
Ronan: Silas tell him!
( The manager clears his throat as he moves to stand by his protégé’s side. )
Silas: Ronan here doesn’t appreciate the lack of protection he is receiving during his Hot Takes segments. Those are high rated segments of YOUR show mister Stan and you need to better care about your assets especially those who bring in ratings and thus money! The constant interferences during the segments not to mention the run in that costed him the victory against Gaines last week are just aggravating!
Ronan: I’m mad!!
Silas: Yes! Mad!
StarrStan: Anything else?
Ronan: Yes! I should be getting the same push Kasey Kaos is getting right now! After all I am the one that made her a star! Where is my recognition? Where is the reward for my hard work??
StarrStan: Err, her performance during Grand Rampage is what made her a star. But I’ll tell you what, I hear you and so I will give you a chance to show you actually are better than not only Kasey but everybody else. So here is what is going to happen: I am putting you in a match at Gateway to Glory. It’s going to be a ladder match and in that match, you will be facing Eddie Terrial, Hevel, Christian Demarco, Gaines… And Kasey Kaos! So this is your shot at payback against Korey and your chance to try and crush Kasey’s push. Sounds good?
Ronan: Ronan is satisfied. Let us depart Silas, there is preparation and much Champagne to be done!
(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is a tag team match and it is scheduled for one fall!!!
(“Smoke and Drive (Remix)” by Machine Gun Kelly hits)
Stephie Love: Introducing first from Detroit, Michigan weighing in at 225 pounds he is “The Xtreme Classic” JUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSTIN WINDGATE!!!!!!!!
(Justin Windgate comes out to the ring chiefing on a blunt and looking chill.)
Flannery McCoy: Everyone loves Justin. He’s going to kick some ass tonight I can feel it.
Jake Mercer: I doubt that Justin can feel much of anything right now.
(“GATTI” by Pop Smoke, JACKBOYS hits)
Stephie Love: And his tag team partner from New York City, New York weighing in at 185 pounds he is “The Notorious” ANDRRRRRRRRRRRRRRE WALKER!!!
(Andre Walker makes his way out to the ring wearing sunglasses he takes off as he steps into the bright lights of the arena.)
Jake Mercer: But wouldn’t it make more sense for him to leave the sunglasses on?
Flannery McCoy: Don’t question it Jake. Just take it all in how badass he is.
Stew-O: Andre Walker is one of Dynasty’s hottest young talents. I have been very impressed with his work so far.
(Andre Walker is shown carrying Quantum the statue he stole from W1LH3LM last week. He is shown juggling it in the ring with a smirk on his face.)
Jake Mercer: DON’T HURT HIM!
(“Missio – Middle Fingers” hits)
Stephie Love: Introducing their opponents… first from Oklahoma City, Oklahoma weighing in at 170 pounds he is “The Aerial Bastard” KORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREY GAINES!!!
(Korey Gaines comes out to the ring on a skateboard looking like he gives no fucks about his opponents.)
Flannery McCoy: Don’t look at me like that Korey. I know what you want.
Korey Gaines: 🙂
(“Anxiety” by Black Eyed Peas hits)
Stephie Love: And introducing finally from Apple Valley, MN weighing in at 216 pounds he is “The Omega Male” CHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRISTIAN DEMARCO!!!
(Christian DeMarco makes his way down to the ring looking nervous and not making eye contact with any of his opponents.)
Jake Mercer: What a pussy. Is he scared or something?
Flannery McCoy: Calm down Jake and be nice. He has anxiety a serious condition that affects a number of the population. He can’t help it he is a good guy.
Stew-O: It is actually refreshing to see a guy like this as opposed to the usual egomaniacs we have to deal with around here…
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: Leggo. Andre Walker starting things out here against Christian DeMarco. Marco goes after Walker but he just walks away.
Jake Mercer: :mjgrin:
Flannery McCoy: Now Walker turns around and locks up with DeMarco and the struggle begins. The relentless battle between lifeforms within this four sided arena of gladiators in which we all glue our eyes to on weekly basis. That is to say these two men have begun chain wrestling possibly in reference to the chains forced upon their spiritual ancestors within the dark fighting pits of Ancient Rome.
Jake Mercer: :skip:
Stew-O: It’s called an Armdrag Flannery and Andre Walker just hit a picture perfect one right there on Christian DeMarco! DeMarco quickly back up as now he and Walker are staring each other down. Suddenly Walker lunged forward with a back chop… but DeMarco ducks it! He responds with a European Uppercut! Savage! Walker bounces back off the ropes coming towards DeMarco… who catches and spins Walker round and round… into a Backbreaker! It connects! DeMarco taking control of this match here as he stops away at Walker on the ground keeping him down as long as possible.
Jake Mercer: A hard kick to the back of Andre Walker from Christian DeMarco who is really proving why he is the Omega Male out here tonight! DeMarco off the ropes… he falls down with an elbow drop into the back of Walker… and while he is down he throws back his elbow catching Walker in the back of the head! DeMarco not worrying about how he looks here with some odd unconventional type maneuvers that are proving to be strangely effective.
Christian DeMarco: Umm am I doing a good job? I don’t know…
(Christian DeMarco walks over to his corner and tags in Korey Gaines.)
Korey Gaines: :skip:
Christian DeMarco: I did my best. You got this Korey!
Korey Gaines: Bruh! You had this!
Christian DeMarco: Thanks. But I’m sure you will do a lot better.
Korey Gaines: What… Iight whatever I got this man.
Flannery McCoy: Korey Gaines springboarding off the top rope as Andre Walker is getting up… but Walker counters it into a Codebreaker out of nowhere!!! Walker with that comeback!
Stew-O: It looks like Christian DeMarco’s anxiety got the better of him here tonight and things didn’t quite pan out the way Korey Gaines was hoping for. Walker with the quick cover on Gaines!
Referee: ONE!!!!!!!!! TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THRRR-
Flannery McCoy: Kickout by Korey Gaines! Andre Walker immediately retaliates with some vicious shots to the gut of Gaines but Gaines kicks Walker off him. Gaines back up now pulling himself up in the corner… but Walker charges in… Dropkick right into the corner! Down goes Gaines! But Walker immediately goes in for a headlock while he has Gaines down on the mat. Gaines trying to regain his composure here as he adjusts to his new status quo in life having Walker’s arms wrapped around his skull. Gaines slowly back up to his feet on wobbly legs.. Trying to get up out of this headlock… But a quick Snapmare by Walker! Gaines flipped right back down to the mat.
Jake Mercer: This is what exciting wrestling is about. If we had fans here they would be on their feet for this kind of maneuver.
Stew-O: Well it may not be that exciting to watch but it is clearly effective. Korey Gaines just may fade out of this match right here. Even if he somehow breaks free then he just might not be the same. This move is literally taking his head out of the game. But wait! Gaines got his foot on the rope as the referee forces the break! Walker lets go as Gaines pulls himself up in the corner… only to get dropped with a Running Clothesline from Andre Walker!!!
Flannery McCoy: Walker tags in Justin Windgate! He makes his way into the ring… but Gaines trips Windgate as he gets through the ropes! No! Windgate rolls through and lands on his feet! Dropkick connects! Down goes Gaines! Windgate grabs him and tosses him across the ring like a ragdoll… but Gaines adjusts in midair to land on his feet! Gaines runs off the ropes… FLYING CROSSBODY CONNECTS!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THR-
Jake Mercer: Kickout by Windgate! NO! WINDGATE ROLLED THROUGH WITH THE CROSSBODY AND IS NOW PINNING GAINES!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Kickout by Korey Gaines! Both men immediately back up as they hammer away at each other! GAINES! WINDGATE! GAINES! WINDGATE! GAINES! WINDGATE! WINDGATE! WINDGATE! JUSTIN WINDGATE GAINS THE ADVANTAGE ON GAINES! AND TAKES HIM OUT WITH A SUPERKICK! WINDGATE NOW TO THE TOP ROPE!!!
Flannery McCoy: What does he have planned here?!?!?
Jake Mercer: X-FACTOR OFF THE TOP! AND IT CONNECTS!!! THE COVER!!! WHAT A PICTURE PERFECT SHOOTING STAR PRESS!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! THRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: Here are your winners… the team of Justin Windgate and Andre Walker!!!
(Smoke and Drive (Remix) by Machine Gun Kelly hits as Justin Windgate and Andre Walker have their arms raised in victory by the referee.)
Flannery McCoy: What a beautiful move by Justin Windgate! And now Andre Walker bringing QUANTUM into the ring! The audacity! WAIT LOOK OUT!!!
Stew-O: W1LH3LM OFF THE TOP ROPE!!! MOONSAULT OFF THE TOP ONTO JUSTIN WINDGATE!!!
Jake Mercer: Andre Walker drops QUANTUM as he fights off the invading W1LH3LM!!! Andre pummeling this man… BUT A LOW BLOW!!! DOWN GOES ANDRE!!! AND W1LH3LM NOW RECLAIMING QUANTUM!! THIS IS A FEEL GOOD REUNION RIGHT HERE FLANNERY!!!
Flannery McCoy: Justin Windgate back up!!! But W1LH3LM already rolling out of the ring with QUANTUM and he is making his getaway!!!
Jake Mercer: I am glad that true love has prevailed! :blessed:
Stew-O: Well it looks like Justin Windgate and Andre Walker want W1LH3LM to come back to the ring but he doesn’t want none of it!
(Dynasty cuts backstage where a camera follows as Serena Bennett is shown strutting through the corridors of the empty EAW performance center, clearly desperate for a source of viable entertainment. She wears a custom made, short sleeve, dashiki dress which falls right above her knees. She holds a baby blue hand mirror in her left hand, smiling wide as she poses and admires herself from different angles. She’s exceptionally proud of the makeup look she accomplished today, which is obviously much more over the top than normal considering she isn’t scheduled for in-ring competition. She stops in the center of the hallway, taken aback by her own impeccable beauty after catching a glimpse of herself at a particular angle. She gasps and then puts her free hand to her chest.)
Serena Bennett (speaking to the mirror) : Girl, you have done it again. Constantly raising the bar for us all and doing it flawlessly! I’d say I’m surprised, but I know who you are–I’ve seen it up close and personal. Girl, you make me so proud. And I love you.
(Just as Serena blows herself a kiss in the mirror, a single, startling cough is heard in the surrounding backstage area. Serena looks around quickly, disgust reading plainly on her face knowing that the EAW medical team has allowed someone sickly to enter the doors of the performance center. She suddenly freezes, then rolls her eyes as the camera turns to show Kassidy Heart seated at a vanity station with a contour palette in hand, her National Elite Championship resting comfortably next to her. Kassidy sports a cropped, hand-woven, black lace and crochet top coupled with designer, high waisted blue jeans and black stilettos.)
Kassidy Heart: Dramatic much?
Serena Bennett: Bitch, was I even talking to you? Damn.
Kassidy Heart: No, but now that you mention it… (She sighs.) I think we do need to talk at some point.
(Kassidy, after setting her makeup down on the vanity table, stands up with her title over her shoulder and approaches Serena, who jumps backwards in an instant.)
Serena Bennett: Woah woah woah, now, hell, no, six feet means six motherfuckin’ feet, sis, back the fuck up, Caccidy, thank you. I heard that goddamn cough, you better take ya ass back home to the Penthouse, I know DEDEDE got connects, prolly has tests on deck, you not finna get me sick, no ma’am. (She pulls the collar of her dress up to cover her mouth.)
Kassidy Heart (glaring) : I was literally only trying to pull you out of that little trance–you seemed a little…involved. Almost completely unaware of anyone else’s presence but your own, but what else is new?
Serena Bennett: Yeah, you would be, too, if you had a face beat to perfection like this one, beloved. That’s right, Fenty Beauty, get you some. But just so you know, they don’t carry this in the discount stores you be shoppin’ at, tho, so you might be outta luck if you was really tryna get on this level. I know how hard it is for you already, so don’t be too down on yaself. Maybe you’ll get lucky with some last season overstock items on ya next Marshall’s run.
Kassidy Heart: (She rolls her eyes.) Serena, please, don’t make me laugh. You’re the one who knows all about getting your fucking face beaten to perfection, aren’t you? Or do I need to remind you how effortless it was for me to bury your ass at the start of this season? You can save your jokes, you won’t find it very funny when I inevitably make a joke out of you in that ring again sometime in the near future. And for the record, I just finished applying a Fenty concealer and hope to finish this flawless look with that limited edition Gloss Bomb Duo. :wow:
Serena Bennett: Oh, don’t you fuckin’ start with me, bitch, don’t forget that I sure as hell had my way with you before that Championship ever entered the picture–wayment, huh? Fenty Gloss Bombs? Word?! I’m wearing Sweet Mouth right now, look. (She puckers her lips.)
Kassidy Heart: (She smirks.) Very nice shade. I was just considering trying Sweet Mouth, but after seeing it on you, I definitely think I’ll leave that shade alone for now.
Serena Bennett: Thanks–I think? :mjpls:
Kassidy Heart: :whoa: I only meant that you pull it off very well. It doesn’t complement my look tonight very much, and it works much better for your skintone.
Serena Bennett: Oh. Uh. Alright. (She crosses her arms over her chest.) Anyway, what did you wanna talk about?
Kassidy Heart: Truthfully? I wanted to make sure we were on the same page. We didn’t say much after our performance last week. I was very surprised at our in-ring chemistry. Our communication, intuition, everything was on point–
Serena Bennett: As it should be.
Kassidy Heart: But that’s not enough to guarantee us a win against Sienna and Impact next week at Gateway To Glory, two competitors who are very, very different and much more in sync than Drake King and SOSA Henderson ever could be. We have a lot on our hands, and it’s important that we learn to handle it together.
Serena Bennett: You wanna win, don’t you?
Kassidy Heart: (She rolls her eyes.) Obviously.
Serena Bennett: Okay then. So do I. I don’t know about you, but there ain’t a damn thing that’s gonna stop me from securing another W headin’ into Pain for Pride. Show up and show out, you feel me? If anything, I need to make sure that *you’re* gonna do what it takes to defeat your bestie, despite whether or not it’ll make brunch and self-care Sunday awkward the following weekend.
Kassidy Heart: You know me, and you know better than to doubt my drive to succeed. I’m a professional, and I’m treating Sienna and Impact just like any other competitor that steps in-between those ropes with me. I’m going for the win like I always do, and they better know to expect that energy already.
Serena Bennett: Aiight, bet. But I still don’t like ya pasty ass, so don’t get too close, you heard?
Kassidy Heart: Trust, the feeling is mutual. But I’m kind of glad we can come to an agreement on something for once.
Serena Bennett: Yeah, having anything in common witchu is definitely not what I’m used to, but you right. Let’s make it an A1 performance, sis.
(Serena extends her right hand, and Kassidy blinks down at the friendly gesture, contemplating momentarily before accepting the handshake.)
Serena Bennett: Girl, nah. You did it wrong!
Kassidy Heart: :dahell: I performed a handshake *wrong*?
Serena Bennett: I was tryna give you some dap–here, look–
???: AHA! THERE YOU ARE! GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF MY FLAWLESS QUEEN, YOU HOODRAT!
(Serena and Kassidy turn their attention to Sienna Jade, stomping onto the scene in her ring gear with a cropped, vintage REVOLT! Sienna Jade t-shirt over her bralette. She forces herself in front of Kassidy, now standing directly in front of Serena who merely rolls her eyes as Sienna’s yelling echoes throughout the performance center hallway.)
Sienna Jade: Caught in the act! Get away from her! Kassidy Heart doesn’t need your negative influence in her life! I see what you’re doing, you’re trying to teach Kassidy GANG SIGNS in hopes that she gets hurt, aren’t you?! Or even worse–you’re trying to turn her against me and into a little ratchet hoodrat like yourself! You two could never be friends, I don’t care what you’re begging for or trying to offer, this angel doesn’t need anything from you, got that? Kassipoo, what are you doing talking to her?! (She reaches up to fix some flyaways in Kassidy’s hair.) You’re far above mingling with this ghetto EBT queen. C’mon, let’s get you a skim milk latte, you must be losing sleep, the same thing happens to me sometimes after taking Mamba Blanco, too, I can only imagine what that DEDEDick has you going through–
Kassidy Heart: Relax, Sien. Serena and I were just talking about our match next week.
Serena Bennett: Forreal, bitch, calm the fuck down. Ain’t nobody tryna be friends with either one of y’all, fuck I look like? For what it’s worth, Kass approached *me* to talk. Matter fact, we was just coming to an agreement on how good it’s gonna feel once we beat the dog shit out you and your grandpappy in a few more nights. You not fuckin’ with us.
Sienna Jade: Shut your whiny ass up, I didn’t ask you, Teanna. Don’t you have a welfare office to get to? They close early on Fridays, y’know. It stinks over here, anyway, I’m getting the fuck out of here before you have me assaulted or gunned down by some unhinged, savage street bum like yourself. All before I have to tear Darcy May Morgan a new asshole. This is the last thing I need before a match, ugh! Kassidy, let’s go. Let’s leave this trash alone.
(Sienna grabs hold of Kassidy’s arm to pull her in the direction from which she came. Sienna begins walking and attempts to tug Kassidy along with her, but Kassidy hesitates as she locks eyes with Serena who simply shakes her head again.)
Sienna Jade: KASS! I said come on!
(Serena lazily shrugs her shoulders and Kassidy slowly lowers her gaze, the camera following as Kassidy and Sienna turn around and walk together down the performance center aisle as Dynasty fades to commercial break.)
(Commercial for Wendy’s frostys starring Kassidy Heart as she neglects the chocolate one for the vanilla :mjpls: )
(The latest reveal video for the EAW Hall of Fame 2020 airs, showing the newest inductee, Chris Elite)
(We see Minerva sitting at ringside with Jake Mercer, Flannery McCoy, and Stew-O. “Cry Little Sister” By Marilyn Manson hits as Kasey Kaos steps out onto the stage and towards the ring)
Stephie Love: The following contest is set for ONE FALL!! Making her way to the ring.. From London, England!! Weighing in at 130lbw!!! MISS MAYHEM!!! KASEYYYYYYY KAOSSSSSS!!!!
Stew-O: And here’s Kasey Kaos, the number one cont-
Minerva: You don’t need to hype her up Stew. What’s the point when she won’t be the champion after Odyssey anyways?
Stew-O: Well I-
Minerva: Well nothing.
Jake Mercer: It’s crazy to think that someone like yourself gets to compete against a woman that is just as dark as you are. I heard that you two have such dark emotions and intentions that someone shined a light on you in the dark and they still couldn’t find either of you.
Minerva: Was that supposed to be a joke?
Jake Mercer: No, facts.
Minerva: How is it facts about me when I would never even stand in the same room at Kasey Kaos unless it was to kick her teeth in for thinking she stood a chance against me?
(“Invincible” By Pop Smoke hits, as Chris Elite makes his way out onto the stage and heads towards the ring.)
Stephie Love: And her opponent! From Brooklyn, New York!! Weighing in at 210lbs!!! CHRIS!!!! ELITE!!!!!!!
Stew-O: The latest entrant to the EAW Hall of Fame is here! Chris Elite has been everywhere since joining us on Friday nights. National Elite title match, setting up future matches at FPVs, keeping us safe from COVID-19, and now we are just a week away from his match against his rival, Cage!
Flannery McCoy: That should definitely be a great matchup at Gateway to Glory. I can’t wait to see how it all unfolds, but right now his focus needs to be on the dark and twisted Kasey Kaos. She has shown that she is no push over, and I don’t think it will be any different here tonight.
Minerva: I’ll push her over whenever I want..
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: And here we go! Kasey Kaos comes right out of the gates! She charges at Chris Elite with a running clothesline! But Elite ducks underneath the arm as Kaos ends up running past him by the turnbuckles! Chris Elite turns Kasey’s body around and now shoves her back first into the corner! Chris now takes a step towards Kasey and connects with two strong punches before grabbing her arm and whipping her across the ring as she crashes against the turnbuckles at the other end! Chris Elite charges at Kasey!! RUNNING KNEE TO THE ABDOMEN IN THE CORNER BY CHRIS ELITE!! NO!! KASEY MOVES OUT OF THE WAY AS ELITE BASHES HIS KNEE UP AGAINST THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE!! Chris Elite bends over and clutches at his knee in pain.. HEADBUTT!! Kasey Kaos just walked over to Chris Elite and bashed her head into the top of his skull, forcing Chris Elite to instantly hit the canvas!!
Minerva: I’m not impressed..
Flannery McCoy: Chris Elite is slowly back up to his feet. Kasey with the kick to the abdomen! She pulls Chris in!! It looks like she’s going for that snap DDT!! NO!!! It’s reversed by Chris Elite with a back body drop!!! Kasey lands onto the canvas hard!! Kasey slowly making her way up to her feet but once she does, Chris Elite grabs her and pulls her in tight! BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX! IT CONNECTS!!! Kasey is down! Chris Elite walks beside her body now and hits a standing shooting star press!!! Chris Elite with the cover!1
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE TWOOOOOOO-
Jake Mercer: And there’s the kickout by Kasey Kaos!!
Stew-O: Chris Elite quickly back onto the attack as he gets up onto one knee and connects with multiple punches to the head of Kasey Kaos!
Minerva: That’s good. She needed her face rearranged anyways.
Stew-O: And now Chris Elite stands up and walks over to the corner. He climbs up to the top turnbuckle and sets himself up! He leaps!! FROG SPLASH!!! NO!! KASEY BRINGS HER KNEES UP AS CHRIS ELITE’S CHEST GOES RIGHT INTO THEM!!! Chris Elite rolls off to the side of the ring under the bottom rope. He clutches at his chest in pain as Kasey Kasey is slowly working her way up to her feet!
Jake Mercer: Kasey is now up to her feet as she sees Chris Elite at the edge of the ring! Kasey Kaos charges at Chris Elite!! BASEBALL SLIDE DROPKICK BY KASEY KAOS!!! IT SENDS CHRIS ELITE TO THE OUTSIDE AS HE LANDS ONTO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR!
Flannery McCoy: Chris Elite is slowly working his way back up as Kasey Kaos is making her way over to the corner. She climbs up to the top rope as Chris Elite finally makes it up to his feet! DIVING CROSS BODY ONTO CHRIS ELITE ON THE OUTSIDE!!! IT CONNECTS!! WHAT A MOVE BY KASEY KAOS!!
Minerva: Chill out Flannery. Act like you’ve watched a match before. There was nothing special about that move that someone like myself couldn’t handle.
Referee: One.. Two.. Three.. Four…
Stew-O: Kasey Kaos gets to her feet and walks over to the downed Chris Elite and grabs him by the head before bringing him up to his feet. OPEN HAND SLAP TO THE CHEST BY KASEY KAOS!! Her hand just smacked against his chest with so much force! Another! And another! Kasey is backing Chris Elite up with these slaps! Another! And another! Chris Elite now backs up as he is now leaning up against our announce table! Hard right hand to the head by Kasey Kaos! It connects! Kasey Kaos now takes a few steps back. AND NOW SHE CHARGES AT CHRIS ELITE WITH A RUNNING FOREARM TO THE FACE AS HE’S AGAINST OUR ANNOUNCE TABLES!!!
Flannery McCoy: NO!! Chris Elite got his boot up as he catches Kasey Kaos in the face with it! Kasey stumbles back! Chris Elite rubs his chest real quick then charges at his opponent with a running knee to the head!
Jake Mercer: SCOOP SLAM!! KAOS WITH THE PERFECTLY TIMED REVERSAL AS CHRIS ELITE CRACKS HIS BACK AGAINST THE RINGSIDE FLOOR IN FRONT OF US!!
Referee: Five… Six…
(Kasey Kaos is seen looking at Minerva. She licks her lips then smiles before focusing her attention back onto Chris Elite)
Minerva: Who does she think she is trying to get into my head like that?
Stew-O: Kaos now grabs Chris Elite by the head and brings him up to his feet! Another back handed slap by Kasey! That slap forces Chris Elite to turn around and face the ring as his back is now towards Kasey!! AND KASEY KICKS CHRIS IN THE BACK OF THE KNEE!! THAT KNEE BUCKLES AS CHRIS DROPS DOWN TO IT!! Kasey grabs Chris Elite by the head though and gets him to stand up before bashing his head directly into the ring apron in front of him!! Kasey then slides Chris Elite into the ring and goes for the pin!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! THREEEE-
Jake Mercer: And Chris Elite gets his shoulder up! Kasey doesn’t look to happy with that call, but she makes it up to her feet and begins to walk her way over to the corner. Kasey now climbs up to the top turnbuckle and looks down at her opponent. She’s setting herself up! Chris Elite slowly gets back up to his feet. Kasey leaps into the air!! DIVING HURRICANRANA BY KASEY KAOS!!!! NO!! CHRIS ELITE CATCHES KASEY IN MID-AIR!!! SIT-OUT POWERBOMB BY CHRIS ELITE!!!!! KASEY GOT HIT HARD WITH THAT ONE!!
Stew-O: Both competitors are down on the canvas! Chris Elite is the first to make it up to his feet, as Kasey is slowly up to her knees! Chris Elite is now watching his opponent. He’s waiting for the perfect moment to strike!!! Kasey Kaos makes it up to her feet… BOX OFFICE SMASH!!! NO!!! KASEY DODGES THE LEG AND GETS BEHIND CHRIS ELITE!!! SHE HOOKS HIS HEAD AND NECK!! KAOS REIGNS!!! KASEY KAOS HAS THE KAOS REIGNS LOCKED IN AND SHE FALLS DOWN TO THE CANVAS WITH ELITE IN HER ARMS!!! SHE’S APPLYING AS MUCH PRESSURE AS SHE CAN!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: WAIT LOOK! IT’S MINERVA!! SHE JUST GOT UP FROM RINGSIDE WITH US AND STOMPED DOWN ONTO KASEY’S HEAD!!! THIS ONE IS OVER!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner by disqualification… KASEY KAOS!!!!
Jake Mercer: Minerva now grabs Kasey from off of the ground and brings her up to her feet. Minerva with a strong forearm to the face as it sends Kasey into the corner!! And now Minerva walks over to Kasey and begins to unload right and left handed punches!! Kasey is trying to block these punches, but it’s no use! Minerva is connecting with a majority of her shots!! ‘
Stew-O What’s this??? Minerva grabs Kasey by the face and looks her straight in the eyes!! THE DARK!!!! MINERVA JUST SPIT SOME BLACK MIST INTO KASEY’S FACE!! SHE’S BLINDED KASEY!!! Kasey is grabbing at her eyes! Minerva kicks Kasey in the stomach and turns her around! She pulls her into an inverted facelock then turns it into and inverted DDT!!! PARADISE LOST!!! IT CONNECTS!!! Kasey Kaos is down!!
(Minerva rolls under the bottom rope, walks over to the commentary table, grabs her championship, and heads towards the stage)
Flannery McCoy: The rivalry between both Minerva and Kasey Kaos continues grow as we get closer to their title match at Odyssey.
Stew-O: Kasey has been very impressive and looked like she was about too make a former world champion tap out, but Minerva wasn’t having it. She wasn’t going to let her number one contender walk out unharmed.
Flannery McCoy: Look Stew!
(Kasey Kaos is seen getting up to her hand and knees. She looks directly at Minerva who is at the top of the entrance ramp. Kasey then forms a creepy smile on her face as she begins to lick the black mist that was stuck on the outside of her mouth. Minerva looks back with a freaked out look on her face)
Jake Mercer: I don’t think Minerva has ever competed against someone as dark and creepy as herself, but that will all change at Odyssey when she defends her title against Kasey!
(Camera shows Kasey Kaos enjoying the black mist that’s all over her face. She continues to lick her lips, then whipes off some of the black mist from her cheek with her finger, then licks it off. We then see Minerva with a freaked out look on her face.)
(Drake King’s search for Jessica Miller continues as he rushes through the catering area of the EAW performance center, where various EAW Elitists are seen taking a brief dinner/snack break. A camera follows Drake as he belligerently calls out Jessica’s name, knocking over various EAW officials and trainees at the performance center.)
Drake King: :lupe: :lupe: :lupe: Gosh, I really hope she’s okay…
(Drake continues to zig-zag through the catering tables laid out in the center of the room. He moves so fast that he hardly notices SOSA Henderson as he bumps directly into him, causing SOSA to drop the drink that was in his hand. Drake’s boots end up covered in sticky soda from SOSA’s cup.)
SOSA Henderson: Damn, that was the last bit of orange Fanta–oh, Drake????? The fuck is wrong with you, young bull, I should beat ya ass right here and right now for making me spill my soda.
Drake King: Oh, I’ll be more than happy to deliver the beating you’re more than deserving of at Gateway To Glory, my friend–but I don’t have the time. I’m in the middle of looking for my sister, Jessica.
SOSA Henderson: Feisty lil’ white jawn? Bushy eyebrows? No titties, no ass, no body, poor throat game? Hmmm… (He puts a finger on his chin, as if to appear deep in thought.) Nah. I don’t know her.
Drake King: (His gaze narrows.) You haven’t seen her, have you?
SOSA Henderson: Nah, what makes you think so? :mjgrin:
Drake King: Listen to me, SOSA, you’re gonna have much bigger problems than a huge and embarrassing defeat on a free-per-view if you don’t tell me exactly where my sister is right now. If you don’t, then I guarantee you’ll never see a single championship shot in EAW again. And that’s only because I aim to injure you to the point of never competing in a professional wrestling scene in your life.
SOSA Henderson: (He chuckles) Easy, young bull. If I really wanted to kidnap ya hoe lil’ sister, she’d have already been on the corner out front making me some moolah, not tied up somewhere in a cellar or some shit hiding. But fuck her, man, you got bigger problems to worry about than some bitch. If you don’t get your mind right fast, she ain’t gon’ be the only thing you end up losing sight of and losing this month. Where ya championship belts at anyway? Not laying somewhere unattended, with no adult supervision I hope… :mjlit:
Drake King: Calm down, you no good criminal. I should have known better than to even bother asking you for assistance, it’s clear you only have one thing in mind. But I’m going to find Jessica, bring her home safe and sound, and I’m going to be using this motivation to make sure that crooks like you are nowhere to be found in this EAW locker room, let alone to be competing for a World Championship belt. Now, excuse you–
(Drake King bumps directly into SOSA’s shoulder, allowing himself to navigate throughout the rest of the catering area, and eventually, the rest of the backstage area. Our final scene before cutting to commercial is of Drake King hopping over a catering table and running through hallways, slipping briefly due to the soda on his boots.)
(Dynasty fades from the ringside area and cuts backstage where Michael Belfort is standing by.)
Michael Belfort: Next weekend at Gateway to Glory, Darcy May Morgan will once again step into the ring to defend her Specialists Championship against talented rookie, Sarah Price. Joining me right now to talk about that match is the aforementioned champion, Darcy May Morgan.
(The shot widens to show the champ standing beside Belfort. Darcy is dressed in her gear, seeing as her match with Sienna Jade is up next, and she’s got the Specialists Championship strapped securely around her waist. She lowers her sunglasses and makes sure that Belfort can see her roll her eyes.)
Michael Belfort: How are you this evening, Darcy?
Darcy May Morgan: Oh I’m just wonderful and I do believe we’ve already established that Sarah Price isn’t as talented as everyone seems to think she is.
Michael Belfort: I know that a lot of people have gone on record and said that, but just as many have gone on to back Sarah up and label her as a future champion and potential all-time great.
Darcy May Morgan: Yeah, and I really can’t fathom why. Where was this hype for me when I came into the picture? I was more talented than and had a hell of a lot more promise than the quote “Guardian Angel.” I guess Sarah Price just happens to know the right people? I really don’t know. But one thing I’m going to continue to point out is that thus far, Sarah has proven nothing other than the fact she can capitalize on a few lucky breaks here and there. Even a basic bitch can do that, which is exactly what Sarah is. It just blows my mind that people are just gassing this girl up left and right. For what? What has she done here? Every time Sarah Price opens her mouth, I hear the same thing come out. I dOn’T kNoW wHy PeOpLe ThInK i’M sO gReAt. I kNoW i HaVeN’t AcCoMpLiShEd AnYtHiNg. It’s the same repetitive stuff over and over from her, and I’m not sure if I even believe her little Miss Innocent act anymore.
Michael Belfort: You believe Sarah is fake?
Darcy May Morgan: The majority of the bitches in this lockerroom are fake, Michael. Sarah is perhaps the worst of all. I know she tries to deflect the attention she gets and even puts herself down at tines, but you know she secretly loves all of this. Sarah loves having her name on the lips of everyone, and I’m pretty sure she would love to have her lips all over Drake Ki-
???: That’s enough.
(Sarah steps into the picture and the Voltage Elitist gives Darcy a disapproving look.)
Sarah Price: Contrary to what you’re saying or what you even believe, I really don’t know why people are so quick to hype me up. Perhaps they appreciate the fact that I get into the ring and fight with heart and passion, and stay true to myself no matter what people say. It’s crazy, because for as many fans as I have, I have just as many critics as well, and believe me, they have a lot of crap to say. They constantly put me and my effort down.
Darcy May Morgan: That really shouldn’t come as a shock to you. The little run you’ve been on recently has come as a result of quite a few lucky breaks. You didn’t even earn your way into this Specialists Championship match at Gateway to Glory. You were the beneficiary of Bethany being a raging psychopath.
Sarah Price: You think I don’t know that? You don’t think I’m not frustrated by that?
(Darcy just shrugs her shoulders.)
Darcy May Morgan: I really don’t know. You’ve been hailed as a hero and you seem pretty comfortable with the spotlight you are receiving. I think you’re the type of person that will take a win no matter what, and I definitely don’t believe you are frustrated right now.
Sarah Price: Well that just proves that you don’t know who you’re stepping into the ring with, because trust me Darcy, I never once wanted anything to be handed to me here. I wanted to work my way up the ladder and earn my opportunities thanks to my own hard work. I don’t like having a record that is littered with questionable wins. I know that I didn’t earn this Specialists Championship match. I know that you are going to spend the week rubbing it in. I know you are going to think this is your easiest championship defense ever, hence the stupid little ‘lesson’ you tried to give me last week on Voltage. But trust me, Darcy, I’m going to do whatever I can to prove you wrong, and I’m going to win that Specialists Championship.
(Darcy laughs in Sarah’s face, much to Sarah’s chagrin.)
Darcy May Morgan: Listen here, Cinderella. At Gateway to Glory, you’re not going to become a princess. There’s not going to be a fairy godmother around who can wave her wand and turn you into a legitimate wrestler. I showed you on Voltage how to get the job done cleanly, but I can’t make you perform up to my level next weekend.
Sarah Price: You got a win over a Performance Center trainee, who clearly wasn’t ready to make her debut. When she tried to congratulate at the end of the match, you attacked her which was completely uncalled for. There is no way I would ever consider that a clean and decisive victory. Besides, aren’t you the woman who continues to struggle against the Dynasty main eventers? You haven’t defeated Serena Bennett, Kassidy Heart, Drizzy and Vizzy, or anyone who is considered a big name around here.
(Darcy’s amused expression fades and is replaced by a look of utter aggravation. She looks down her nose at Sarah and takes a deep breath.)
Darcy May Morgan: I might not have gotten a victory, but I pushed all those people to their limit and have proved that I’m ready for the big time. You have notable victories, but all with an asterisk beside them. You’re not ready for primetime, and you definitely aren’t ready to be a champion. Tonight I plan to take one of the most accomplished females in EAW today, something you’ll never be by the way, and make short work of her. If you’re still paying attention, you can consider this lesson number two. Watch what I do to Sienna Jade in record time.
(Sarah raises an eyebrow.)
Sarah Price: Seriously?
Darcy May Morgan: Yes. ‘How to defeat an accomplished wrestler cleanly and quickly.’ You’re welcome, Cinderella.
(Darcy tosses her hair and storms off, clearly confident about her chances against Sienna Jade. Sarah watches her go, determination to prove Darcy wrong at Gateway to Glory written across her face.)
(Dynasty fades to commercial break.)
(Commercial break, featuring an ad for The Honey Pot feminine products, starring EAW Elitist Serena Bennett.)
(‘Unfuckwithable” by Deez Nuts hits as Sienna Jade steps out onto the stage and makes her way down to the ring)
Stephie Love: The following contest is set for ONE FALL!!! Making her way to the ring.. From San Diego, California.. Weighing in at 135lbs.. SIENNNNNA JADEEEEEEEEE!!!
Stew-O: And here comes Sienna Jade! At Gateway to Glory, Jade will team up with Impact to take on Serena Bennet and Kassidy Heart.
(“Spotlight Saviour” By Iggy Azalea hits, as Darcy May Morgan steps out onto the stage wearing a pair of black shades. She takes them off, tosses them to the side, then walks down the ramp towards the ring)
Stephie Love: And her opponent!! From London, England!! Weighing in at 130lbs!!! DARCY MAY MORGANNNNNN!!!!!
Stew-O: Darcy May Morgan heads into this match after picking up a quick victory last week. Her dominance as champion has only grown stronger. Will that dominance continue after this Sunday, will the dominance as champion continue?
Flannery McCoy: Who knows, but we still have this match to look forward to first, so lets get into it!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: There’s the bell! Darcy May Morgan and Sienna Jade quickly lock up in the ring, but it’s Jade who gets the first strike after connecting with a strong knee to the abdomen of Darcy May Morgan. Darcy bends over in pain and is quickly met with an elbow to the back of the head and neck by Sienna Jade. Darcy quickly clutches at the back of her neck, but is kicked right in the chest as she pops straight up! Slap to the chest by Sienna Jade! Another! Darcy May Morgan responds with a back handed slap of her own! These women are trading shots right here! Darcy! Sienna! Darcy! Sienna! Sienna! Sienna! Sienna Jade with four consecutive back handed slaps onto Darcy May Morgan. And she follows that fourth back handed slap with another knee into the abdomen then quickly takes Darcy May Morgan with a smooth headlock takedown!!
Jake Mercer: Sienna Jade has the headlock locked in tight right now! She’s squeezing the head and neck of Darcy with tremendous effort! But look! It’s the dropkick darling!! She switches her hips and is now trying to work her way up to her feet! Sienna still has the headlock locked in, but it is quickly loosened after Darcy connects with an elbow into the ribs and upper abdomen! Another elbow shot by Darcy! And another! Darcy May Morgan has broken free!
Flannery McCoy: WAIT NO!! Sienna Jade kicks Darcy in the stomach and pulls her in!! SNAP DDT!!!
Stew-O: NO!!! Darcy May Morgan reverses it by shoving Sienna Jade back against the ring ropes! Jade rebounds back.. SITOUT SPINEBUSTER BY DARCY MAY MORGAN!!! WHAT A TREMENDOUS MOVE BY THE SPECIALIST CHAMPION!! Darcy quickly gets back up to her feet and connects with a knee drop that lands right at the top of Sienna Jade’s head! Jade clutches at her head in pain! Darcy grabs Jade by the hair and slams the back of her head back down against the canvas and goes for the pin!!!
Referee: ONNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! TWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! THREEEEEEEEEEE-
Jake Mercer: Kickout by Sienna jade! Darcy May Morgan gets back up to her feet. She grabs Sienna Jade by the hair and brings her up to her feet as well. She keeps a hold of Sienna’s hair and walks her over to the corner. AND DARCY BASHES SIENNA JADE’S FACE AGAINST THAT TOP TURNBUCKLE!!! She turns Sienna Jade around in the corner and delivers a powerful forearm to the face of Sienna Jade! Darcy May Morgan now grabs Sienna Jade by the arm and whips her hard to the other end of the ring! Sienna Jade bashes back first against the turnbuckle at the other end, and the momentum forces her to stumble back from out of the corner! DON’T DISS DARCY!!! BICYCKLE KNEE STRIKE BY DARCY MAY MORGAN!!!!
Stew-O: NO!!! Sienna Jade dodges it at the last second! She turns around.. FACE ACHE!!! SUPERKICK BY DARCY MAY MORGAN!! NO!!! SIENNA JADE CATCHES DARCY’S LEG!! Sienna holds onto Darcy May Morgan’s leg with her left arm then drives her right elbow right into the quadricep!! Darcy screams in pain as Sienna Jade tosses Darcy’s boot back down to the canvas! Darcy stumbles! Sienna Jade kicks her in the abdomen. SNAP DDT BY SIENNA JADE!!! THIS TIME IT CONNECTS!
Flannery McCoy: Darcy May Morgan clutches at her head as Sienna Jade walks over to her, steps over her, then slaps her across the face! Jade now begins to stomp down onto Darcy May Morgan’s chest! Darcy rolls onto her stomach as Sienna Jade continues to stomp down onto her! Darcy May Morgan fights the pain coming from those stomps and makes it up to her knees! But Sienna Jade quickly stops stomping, takes a step back, then connects with a kick to the side of Darcy May Morgan’s head! Darcy hits the canvas as Sienna Jade covers for the pin!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! TWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-
Jake Mercer: Kickout by the Dropkick Darling!
Flannery McCoy: Sienna Jade quickly rolls off to the side inside of the ring. She looks at Darcy May Morgan with the eyes of a hunter! Darcy slowly working her way back up. Sienna jade now makes her way behind Darcy May Morgan! Darcy is up to her feet! BACK RAKE!!! SIENNA JADE JUST DROVE HER NAILS INTO THE BACK OF DARCY MAY MORGAN!!! Darcy screams in pain as Sienna Jade grabs her by the back of the head and tosses her over the top rope!!
Stew-O: But Darcy May Morgan doesn’t land at ringside! She holds onto the top rope to prevent herself from having a rough landing onto the ringside floor! Sienna Jade sees this as she now charges at Darcy May Morgan with a running clothesline!!! NO!! Darcy May Morgan pulls down on the top rope!! Sienna Jade goes over the top rope!! BUT EVEN SIENNA JADE GRABS A HOLD OF IT AS SHE ONLY ENDS UP ON THE RING APRON AS WELL!! Darcy and Sienna Jade are next to each other on the ring apron! They hold onto the top rope with one hand and use the other to trade punches with one another! Left hook by Jade! Right jab by Darcy! Jade! Darcy! Jade! Jade! Jade! Darcy stumbles back and barely loses her grip on the top rope! Sienna Jade now walks towards Darcy May Morgan! BUT DARCY WITH A FOREARM SHOT TO KEEP SIENNA JADE BACK! Sienna Jade takes a few steps back on the ring apron. She shakes her head as that one definitely rocked her! Sienna Jade now walks towards Darcy May Morgan.. FACE ACHE!!! THIS TIME THE SUPERKICK CONNECTS ONTO SIENNA JADE!!!! JADE INSTANTLY FALLS BACK FIRST AGAINST THE RING APRON!!
Jake Mercer: What a move by the Dropkick Darling!! Darcy May Morgan quickly re-enters the ring.
Darcy May Morgan(Off-Mic): You want to see a fairytale? I’m talking to you Sarah! You want to see why you stand no chance against me. Why you are no different than any of my previous contenders? Hell, your fate is about to be the same as this bitch right here (points at Sienna Jade who is struggling to get to her feet on the ring apron)
Stew-O: Sienna Jade is now up to her feet on the ring apron!! Darcy May Morgan charges at her!! SUICIDE SPEAR!!!! IT CONNECTS!!! BOTH SIENNA JADE AND DARCY MAY MORGAN ARE DOWN AT RINGSIDE!!!!
Flannery McCoy: What an intense match this has been so far!
Jake Mercer: You’ve got that right! These two women are taking it to each other!!
Referee: One… Two… Three…
Darcy May Morgan(Off-Mic): (Standing up from the ground) Did you see that? That’s only a fraction of what is coming your way Sarah. Like all of the women before you, you will understand why I am going to be the longest Specialist Champion in EAW history! You are nothing compared to me! NOTHING!!
Jake Mercer: Darcy May Morgan now grabs Sienna Jade by the head and brings her up to her feet before rolling her into the ring! Darcy follows right after and goes for the pin!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! THREEEEEE-
Stew-O: Kickout by Sienna Jade!
Flannery McCoy: Darcy May Morgan gets back up to her feet. She walks over to the opposite side of the ring, away from Sienna Jade. She’s setting herself up. I believe she wants to go for that Don’t Diss Darcy Knee Strike again.
Stew-O: Wait a second Flannery!! Look! It’s Sarah Price!! She’s running down the entrance ramp!!!
(Sarah Price is seen running down the entrance ramp. Darcy May Morgan sees this and exits the ring and makes her way towards Sarah)
Darcy May Morgan(Off-Mic): What are you doing here?!?
Sarah Price (Off-Mic): Shutting your mouth. That’s what I’m doing here!
Darcy May Morgan(Off-Mic): You think you can do that princess?
Sarah Price (Off-Mic): I know I can. Just like I know that I can beat you! You’re writing me off already when you have no idea how hard I’ve worked for this opportunity. You may have beaten everyone else who stood in your way, but that all changes this Sunday Darcy. If me beaten you is looked at as an upset in your eyes, then be prepared for the most disappointing loss of your career because I’m taking that Specialist Championship and never looking back.
Darcy May Morgan (Off-Mic): In your dreams. Take a hike back to Voltage and stop wasting my time..
(Darcy May Morgan turns around and slides back into the ring.)
Stew-O: SIENNA JADE IS ALREADY BACK UP TO HER FEET!! SHE KICKS DARCY MAY MORGAN IN THE STOMACH AND PULLS HER IN!! RDG!!! BRIDGING FISHERMANS SUPLEX!!!! IT CONNECTS AND SIENNA JADE KEEPS THE LEG HOOKED!!! SARAH PRICE IS ENJOYING THIS AT RINGSIDE!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(Unfuckwithable by Deez Nuts hits. Sienna Jade stands up in the center of the ring and gets her hand raised by the referee)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner.. SIENNA JADE!!!!!!!
Stew-O: What a match by two of the top women in Elite Answers Wrestling. These two fought hard, but it was the conversation between both Darcy and Sarah Price that distracted Darcy enough to give Sienna Jade a huge opening!
Flannery McCoy: And Sienna Jade took advantage of it. That’s for sure.
Stew-O: This makes me wonder how prepared Sarah Price is for this match. She has worked all season to get the opportunity to face the woman that has beaten challenger after challenger. Will Sarah be the one to dethrone the Leading Lady? We’ll find out at Gateway to Glory!
(The screen shows Sienna Jade celebrating her victory, then Sarah Price is seen on the screen looking at Darcy May Morgan. Darcy May Morgan has a pissed off look on her face as she stares directly into the eyes of Sarah Price. The tension between these two can be felt from across the entire arena before the screen fades to black)
(Dynasty cuts to the backstage area where Drake is once again seen frantically searching for his sister. The double champion is in obvious distress, and he literally kicks open a random housekeeping closet. Inside, there’s a janitor and he’s sitting on his cart, phone in hand, with his other hand down pants. The janitor jumps, bangs his head on the ceiling, and lets out a string of expletives that make Drake King temporarily forget his sister is literally missing.)
Drake King: EXCUSE ME?!
Janitor: THE FUCK YOU WANT LITTLE BITCH?? CAN’T YOU SEE I’M BUSY??
Drake King: I…
(Drake shakes his head.)
Drake King: Man.
(The janitor stops fapping as a loud moan is heard from his phone.)
Voice One: SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNNNNNAAAAAAAAAAA YYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!! POUND MY BUSSY! HIT IT HARDER THAN MR. DEDEDE EVER COULD!!!!
(The voice sounds strangely male, and Drake can’t help but blink.)
Voice Two: YES! YES! FUCK YES KASSIGOAT!!!! I’M HITTIN’ THIS SHIT HARDER THAN MY FLABBY DAD BOD SUGAR DADDY IMPACT IS ABLE TO HIT ME!!! CUM FOR ME BITCH!!
(The second voice also sounds male and Drake immediately jerks the phone from the janitor’s hand. A nauseated look crosses the face of ‘The Paragon’ and he slams the janitor’s phone on the ground and stomps on it.)
Drake King: TRANSVESTITE JADED HEARTS PARODY PORN?! What the frick is wrong with you, man? How sick can you be?
Janitor: :mjgrin: Erryone’s got a fetish, boy. Don’t think we don’t know about you buying up subscriptions to every blonde Sarah Price lookalike on OnlyFans.
Drake King: WHAT?!
Janitor: Viz shared the photos with all of us :wow:
(Drake clenches his fists and takes a deep breath. He feels his patience slipping and it’s taking everything in him not to ring this pervert’s neck.)
Drake King: I do not subscribe to Sarah Price lookalikes on OnlyFans. I have someone I care alot about and she is the only person I’m interested in. But all of this is beside the point. Have you seen my sister?
Janitor: :oh: Does she have an OnlyFans?
Drake King: :skip:!! NO! She was kidnapped!
Janitor: Ahhh. So she does the roleplay type of porn where they actually try to act. Does she do rape fantasies by any chance? Asking for a friend.
(Drake grabs the janitor by the collar of his coveralls, hauls him off the cart, and slams him against the wall.)
Drake King: MY SISTER IS MISSING! AND I WILL SWEAR RIGHT NOW ON A STACK OF BIBLES THAT I WILL KILL YOU IF YOU DON’T STOP ACTING LIKE A WEIRDO!
Janitor: Ok. Ok. Geeze. OK!
(The janitor grins.)
Janitor: OK! OK! OK!
(Drake switches his grip to one hand and raises his fist up.)
Janitor: ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! I’m sorry! Don’t hit me. Look, is your sister a little five foot something pixie with a lesbian haircut?
Drake King: ….
Janitor: You know? The short, butch boy haircut, except she’s actually cute and kinda little…
Drake King: ….
Janitor: Imma take that as a yes. Yo, I did hear some shit, and it sounded crazy.
Drake King: WELL?!
(Drake loosens his grip on the man and takes a step back.)
Janitor: :mjgrin: If you want me to tell you, it’s gunna cost you.
Drake King: ….
Janitor: You already know nothing worth having comes free, boy.
Drake King: Are you freaking serious right now?
Janitor: Give me ten dollars and I’ll point you in the direction of where your sister has been taken. It didn’t look good.
Drake King: I swear to Go-… NO. Let me stop.
(Drake fishes around in his pocket and pulls out a wad of bills. He doesn’t even bother to count. He just shoves it at the janitor.)
Drake King: Where the heck is my sister??
Janitor: They took her down that hallway and swung a left. She was putting up a hell of a fight. If you follow that hallway, you’ll find yourself in the basement of the Performance Center.
(Drake nods and turns to rush off. The janitor smiles at the money and then finally bends down to retrieve his phone that Drake stepped on.. ONLY FOR DRAKE TO HIT HIM WITH THE GUILLOTINE! The janitor crumbles to the ground and Drake reaches down, retrieving his money and shoving it back into his own pocket.)
Drake King: Loser.
(Drake then takes off in a sprint, as the camera fades out.)
(A promotional ad for the Showdown exclusive event, Odyssey, airs. See Xander Payne take on Impact in a match for the ages! Odyssey comes to you live on free-per-view, May 23rd, 2020!)
(Dynasty reopens and Drake is seen skidding to a stop in front of the basement entrance. He rushes down the stairs as quickly as he can, and is about to belt out his sister’s name, when he hears voices.)
(The camera pans to where Jessica Miller is being untied by The Visual Prophet, and she’s clearly shaken up. Viz frees her hands and her ankles, and then takes his thumb, brushing away a tear that was falling down her cheek.)
The Visual Prophet: What kind of monster could have done this to you?
(Viz stands back up and holds out his hands, and Jessica grips them, allowing Viz to pull her up. She’s visibly shaking and wraps her arms around her slender frame in an attempt to comfort herself.)
Jessica Miller: I don’t know. All I heard and can remember is something about adobehouse…
The Visual Prophet: Wow…
(Jessica sniffles a bit, which prompts Viz to cup her face and brush away another tear. Shockingly enough, Jessica doesn’t pull away. She’s beside herself. Viz wraps an arm around her delicate shoulders and gives her a hug.)
Jessica Miller: You know who did this to me, don’t you?
The Visual Prophet: Unfortunately, anything associated with adobehouse automatically means Lethal Consequences is involved.
(Jessica’s expression crumbles and she buries her face in her hands.)
Jessica Miller: Why won’t he just leave me alone?
The Visual Prophet: Because he’s a very bitter old man. He wants what he can’t have and clearly he’s decided that you’re going to be the substitute for the championship he was unable to win at Grand Rampage.
Jessica Miller: I hate LC. Someone needs to put a stop to him.
(Viz pulls Jessica in front of him and gently lifts her chin with his hand so she can look into his eyes.)
The Visual Prophet: Look, this isn’t going to go unpunished. I promise you that. Vizzy bae loves to have fun and I know I play around a lot, but the second I heard you were kidnapped, I dropped everything. Drake is my partner and my best friend, and I care about him. I was supposed to be out there with him to confront Fire and Ice, but there are some things more important than that, and family is one of them. I know he would have wanted me to find you.
(Viz pauses for a moment, and a brief look of vulnerability flashes in his eyes, which surprises Jessica just a little bit.)
The Visual Prophet: I know you don’t have the greatest opinion of me, and I don’t blame you, because you’re just looking out for your brother, but I promise you I want nothing more than for Drake to be happy.
(Jessica gives a Viz a rather petulant look.)
Jessica Miller: Being a champion is clearly the only thing that makes him happy. He so badly wants to be recognized as the best wrestler in the world, that he doesn’t take time to open his eyes and look at everything else going on around him. I bet he doesn’t even know someone tried to hurt me tonight. He’s probably listening to crappy music like Brockhampton an-
The Visual Prophet: Come on, Jess. You know that Drake doesn’t listen to that group of pedophiles.
(The smallest of smiles forms on Jessica’s lips because she was being petty with that comment. She knows how deep her brother’s hatred for Brockhampton runs.)
Jessica Miller: Fiiiiine. But that doesn’t change the fact my own flesh and blood, my big brother who is supposed to be my protector, is probably getting ready for his match against Impact right now. Drake has changed. He’s clearly not the same person he used to be, and that makes me really sad. Being World Heavyweight Champion has really made his true colors shine through, and that’s not a good thing in his case.
(Jessica bites down on her bottom lip and gazes up at Viz.)
Jessica Miller: Maybe you’re not the one I should have been worried about all this time.
(Viz doesn’t say anything. Instead, he pulls Jessica in and holds her, letting her get her emotions out.)
(The camera cuts to Drake, who’s clearly seen enough. There’s a bit of hurt in his eyes due to his sister thinking the worst about him, and obviously if he were to interrupt now, his presence really wouldn’t be welcome by her. The champion turns and goes, while the camera fades out.)
(Dynasty cuts to an extended recap of last week’s episodes of Showdown and Voltage.)
(The recap fades into a preview for the Voltage exclusive event, Fighting Spirit: Omaha! See Andrea Valentine defend the EAW World Championship against Mr. DEDEDE, as well as a 30-Minute Hardcore Ironman match between Rex McAllister and Cage! Fighting Spirit: Omaha comes to you live on free-per-view May 30th, 2020!)
(Dynasty returns after the break and Drake is seen pacing around the guerilla area. Viz walks up and once he sees Drake, his face breaks into a huge grin.)
The Visual Prophet: Bestie-boo! Thank goodness I finally found you! Jessica is safe :blessed:!!! Isn’t that the best news??
(Drake stops pacing and looks directly at Viz. At first, there is no emotion on his face, but then suddenly that changes. Fire burns in Drake’s eyes and he looks at Viz in an accusatory fashion.)
Drake King: Yes, it’s freaking great especially when I ran all over this Performance Center trying to track her down, only to find you down in the basement rescuing her and not correcting her when she was telling you that I clearly didn’t care enough to come looking for her.
The Visual Prophet: Hold on, now. What matters is Jessica’s safe and right now, the medical staff is checking on her to make sure she wasn’t physically hurt.
(Drake lets out a sigh, because clearly Viz is right about that.)
Drake King: Fair enough, but why didn’t you tell me someone had taken her? You should have come to me right away.
The Visual Prophet: I overheard it when I was in the bathroom and I just dropped everything after that. All that mattered was finding her. I didn’t stop to speak to nobody, I just acted, and if you aren’t happy with that, then maybe you shoulda walked me to the bathroom like I asked you too :mjlit: In these trying times, it never hurts to exercise the buddy system, plus I’ve been using a new lotion. My hands are the softest they’ve ever been.
(Viz takes Drake’s arm and carrasses it a bit, which prompts Drake to angrily jerk away.)
Drake King: The last thing you ever need to do is caress me. The first thing you should have done is come and find me. Jessica is my sister and she is my responsibility, and if anything would have happened to her, then I would never have forgiven myself.
The Visual Prophet: Drake, honey, this situation isn’t about you…
Drake King: ….
The Visual Prophet: Your sister was kidnapped and I found her, saved her, and comforted her when she needed it. That should mean more to you than anything else.
Drake King: Obviously, Jessica being safe is the most important thing, but you still should have gotten me.
(Viz lets out a sigh.)
The Visual Prophet: I get it. You want to be the hero, and all that good stuff. Well here’s the thing, partner. I’m not going to feel bad for doing the right thing. Just be grateful we know where Jessica is now, and that she is safe, and we know it was LC who orchestrated this whole thing. I get that you wanted to be the hero, and I’m sure Jessica will be glad to know you did drop everything and go looking for her. But instead of coming at me and being angry that I cared enough to go looking for her, be grateful. We’re a team, Drake. We’re the Unified Tag Team Champions and we need to show solidarity now more than ever. Fire and Ice are knocking at our doors and that’s a match I’m excited for. This is the last roadblock for Drizzy and Vizzy on their road to Pain for Pride. Focus on your full plate, and I’ll handle LC come Gateway to Glory.
(A stagehand approaches the two and signals to Viz that it’s time for his match against Kensingten Calhoun-Astor.)
The Visual Prophet: Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m about to go tar, feather, and burn a little racist cunt at the stake.
(Viz pushes his three lens sunglasses up on his face, adjusts his half of the Unified Tag Team Championships, and heads for the entrance.)
(Drake King is speechless.)
(Camera pans to the EAW PC as Stephie Love stands in the ring awaiting the next match)
Stephie Love: The following contest is set for one fall!!
(“Hell On Heels” By Pistol Annie’s hits as Kensington-Calhoun Astor makes her entrance down the short entranceway)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, From Savannah, Georgia! Weighing in at 143 Pounds!! KENSINGTONNNNNNN—-CALLLLHOUNNNNNNNN ASTORRRRR…!!!
(“Another One Bites The Dust” By Queen blast throughout the speakers as The Visual Prophet makes his entrance down to the ring with the Unified Tag Team Championship around his waist)
Stephie Love: Introducing her opponent, From Engadine, Michigan! Weighing in at 240 Pounds! One Half of the E! A! W! Unified Tag Team Champions! THHEEEEE VISSSUAAALLLLLL PROPHETTTTTTTTT….!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: As we start off, with a strong collar and elbow tie up! Both competitors jocking for the position but Visual Prophet with a weight advantage over the smaller opponent! Both men testing the waters out, Kensington quickly slaps on a headlock out of the tie-up! She begins tightening her hold on the Visual Prophet! Squeezing down on the headlock! Kensington quickly switches out of the headlock and applies a hammerlock with Visual Prophet’s arm behind him and she begins working over on that arm! Visual Prophet though calm as he spins out of the hammerlock! AND FLOATS OVER WITH AN ARM DRAG! Kensington quickly popping up to her feet and runs at Visual Prophet! BUT VISUAL PROPHET CONNECTS WITH ANOTHER ARM DRAG!!! KENSINGTON AND VISUAL PROPHET RISE UP QUICKLY AND VISUAL PROPHET CONNECTS WITH A BEAUTIFUL STANDING DROPKICK! Kensington rocked after that beautiful dropkick but staggers up to her feet as Visual connects with a BIG OPEN HANDED CHOP TO THE CHEST OF KENSINGTON! Kensington responds with a forearm smash to the face of Visual Prophet! Visual coming back with A BIG EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! Kensington though COMES BACK WITH A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT OF HER OWN!
Jake Mercer: Visual Prophet staggered after that shot but Kensington continues to deliver the offense with a big forearm smash! Kensington grabbing the arm of Visual Prophet and sends him off with an Irish-whip! Visual Prophet coming forward off the whip! Kensington hunches down for but Visual Prophet with a boot to the face! Kensington pops her head upholding her face as Visual Prophet runs! BUT KENSINGTON SIDE-STEPS HIM AND SENDS HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE! Visual Prophet catching himself on the apron and begins making his way to the top turnbuckle! Kensington doesn’t know that Prophet caught himself but Prophet is perched high! Waiting, Kensington finally notices! AND VISUAL PROPHET CONNECTS WITH A DOUBLE AXE HANDLE DROPPING KENSINGTON DOWN TO THE CANVAS! KENSINGTON rising up to her feet, Visual Prophet grabbing her and places er between his legs! He could be setting up for a powerbomb! Kensington blocking though! And she sends Visual Prophet overhead! Visual lands on his feet though! Kensington turns as Visual SWINGS FOR A CLOTHESLINE! Kensington manages to duck and catches Visual Prophet from behind! AND SHE PLANTS HIM ON THE BACK OF HIS NECK WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX! She’s rising with Visual Prophet still in his grasp as she rises up once again with his hands still wrapped around his waist, AND HE PLANTS HIM WITH ANOTHER GERMAN SUPLEX! Visual Prophet still in the grasp of Kensington who is relentless with this hold on him as she rises up once again for the hat trick German suplex! BUT VISUAL THROWS HIS ELBOW BACK INTO THE FACE OF KENSINGTON!! Breaking his grasp! Visual Prophet begins to run off the ropes, BUT KENSINGTON TURNS HIM INSIDE OUT WITH A PALM STRIKE!!! The beautiful move by Kensington as she quickly drops down to the canvas and slaps on a headlock! And she begins working over Visual Prophet trying to wear him down!
Flannery McCoy: She’s punishing Visual Prophet with this more than a means of beating him in this match! She transitions into a chin lock pulling back on the head of Visual Prophet and placing her knee in the back of Visual Prophet! Visual Prophet trying to will himself back into this match and get him back into the offensive but Kensington is punishing him! Visual rising up to his feet with the momentum on his side! He’s up to his feet but the chin lock is still locked in! Visual Prophet, WITH AN ELBOW TO THE MID-SECTION! AND ANOTHER BIG ELBOW! Kensington breaking the hold as Visual Prophet connects with a big right hand over the top to the face of Kensington! And he follows it up with another big right hand! And another big right hand! Kensington knocked into the ropes!
Stew-O: AND VISUAL PROPHET CONNECTS WITH A RUNNING CLOTHESLINE SENDING HER CRASHING TO THE OUTSIDE FLOOR! Visual Prophet making his way to the top turnbuckle as he is waiting for Kensington to get herself up to her feet! Visual Prophet is taking high risk with Kensington on the outside floor but this is the time of the year to take these kinds of risk, Kensington rises up! AND VISUAL PROPHET DIVES WITH A DIVING HIGH CROSSBODY CRASHING INTO KENSINGTON ONTO THE OUTSIDE FLOOR!!! What a move that could of went completely wrong from Visual Prophet as he holds his mid-section as well! Kensington trying to rise up to his feet, Visual Prophet helping him up as he aggressively grabs her up to his feet! And he slams her face into the ring apron! Before sending her back inside the ring! Visual Prophet climbs onto the apron! And he begins making his way to the top turnbuckle again!
Jake Mercer: Kensington scrambling up to her feet! Visual Prophet is perched high looking for more high octane offense! Visual JUMPS! But Kensington CATCHES HIM IN THE AIR WITH A BEAUTIFUL STANDING DROPKICK IN MID-AIR!!! She catches Visual Prophet right in the mid-section! Visual Prophet holding his mid-section as Kensington looks on as the referee checks on Visual Prophet! Kensington aggressively making her way and grabbing Visual Prophet up to his feet though and places him on the corner and begins lifting him. Kensington climbing up to the top as well AND SHE HOOKS VISUAL PROPHET AND DELIVERS THE TOP ROPE SUPERPLEX!!!!! And Kensington now making his way to the top turnbuckle! KENSINGTON perched as Visual Prophet is down! Kensington DIVES FOR THE HEART OF DIXIE!!!! SHOOTING STAR KNEE DROP!!! CRASHING INTO THE MID-SECTION OF THE VISUAL PROPHET!!!! SHE CONNECTS!!! AND SHE LOOKS THE LEG FOR THE FIRST COVER OF THIS MATCH UP!!
Flannery: HE KICKS OUT!!! Visual Prophet keeping himself present in this match, Kensington rising up to her feet as she grabs Visual Prophet up to his feet, AND SHE CONNECTS WITH A BIG FOREARM SMASH! Visual Prophet is woken up by that shot, AS HE CONNECTS WITH A BIG FOREARM TO THE FACE OF HIS OWN!! And KENSINGTON WITH A SLAP TO THE FACE OF VISUAL PROPHET!! AND A BOOT TO THE SIDE OF THE FACE OF VISUAL PROPHET! AND SHE CONNECTS WITH A BACKHAND SLAP TO THE FAC- NO VISUAL BLOCKS! And he CONNECTS WITH SWIFT BODY SHOTS! AND A BIG UPPERCUT! Kensington knocked into the ropes!
Stew-O: BUT VISUAL PROPHET KICKS HER IN THE MID-SECTION AS HE COMES FORWARD!!! AND HE LIFTS HER FOR THE POWERBOMB!!! BUT KENSINGTON AS SHE WAS BEING RISEN UP HE BEGINS RAINING DOWN STRIKES ONTO THE HEAD OF VISUAL PROPHET!!! Visual Prophet drops her! KENSINGTON SPINS FOR A DISCUS LARIAT!!!! VISUAL DUCKS!!! KENSINGTON by the ropes AS PROPHET RUNS!!!! CROSSBODY SENDING BOTH COMPETITORS OVER THE TOP ROPE BUT THEY LAND ON THE APRON!! Prophet grabbing KENSINGTON up! Both combatants at a dangerous position on the ring apron! Visual Prophet places Kensington between his legs!! AND HE’S LOOKING FOR A PILEDRIVER!!!! Kensington PUSHES PROPHET AWAY!!! Kensington walking toward Visual Prophet who tries to catch his wind, SUPERKICK!! VISUAL PROPHET CONNECTS WITH A SUPERKICK AS KENSINGTON DROPS DOWN ON TO THE APRON!! PROPHET QUICKLY CLIMBS TO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!!! AND HE LEAPS!!! DIVING LEG DROP AS HE CRASHES INTO THE STERNUM OF KENSINGTON WHO WAS LAYING ON THE RING APRON!!!! BOTH FALL OFF ONTO THE ARENA FLOOR!! WHAT A MOVE BY VISUAL PROPHET!!! THE HARDEST PART OF THE RING PLUS THE IMPACT OF VISUAL PROPHET CRASHING DOWN ONTO YOU!! KENSINGTON MAYBE DEAD TO RIGHTS IN THIS MATCH!!! Both competitors down as the referee are waiting patiently! Wouldn’t be surprised if this match ends in a count-out, but the fans at home sure as hell doesn’t want to see that! The referee is hesitant to start his count! The referee has to do his job though! He begins to count!
Stew: THE REFEREE STARTS HIS COUNT!!! BOTH COMPETITORS HAVEN’T MOVED AT ALL!!!
Stew: VISUAL PROPHET!!! GRABS ONTO THE RING!!! APRON!!!! STRUGGLING THOUGH!!! BUT HE’S PUSHING HIMSELF!!
Referee: FIVEEEEEEE….!!!!! SIXXX!!!!
Stew: AND HE THROWS HIMSELF INSIDE OF THE RING!!! VISUAL PROPHET LAYING INSIDE OF THE RING! KENSINGTON STILL DOWN ON THE OUTSIDE!!
Flannery McCoy: KENSINGTON BEGINNING TO SHOW SIGNS OF LIFE IN THIS CONTEST!!!! SHE HAS TO GET INSIDE THE RING!!
Flannery: SHE’S UP TO HER FEET!!!
Jake: KENSINGTON THROWS HERSELF IN THE RING, BUT Visual Prophet rises up to his feet, AND HE LIFTS KENSINGTON ON HIS SHOULDERS!!! PROPHET DRIVER!!!! VISUAL PROPHET PUSHING THE REFEREE OUT OF HIS WAY AS HE QUICKLY HOPS TO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!!! BOW TO THE HEART!!! DIVING ELBOW DROP CONNECTS!!!!
(“Another one bites the dust” By Queen hits as Visual Prophet is helped up to his feet by the referee and has his hand raised)
Stephie Love: HEEEERREEEEE ISSS YOUR WINNNER…… VISSUAAALLLLLL PROPHEEEEEETTTTTTT…!!!
Stew-O: And the Unified Tag Champ manages to stand tall tonight against Kensington! What a battle put on by these two who will be in their respective matches and momentum is so necessary around this time!
Jake Mercer: She seemed rather aggressive in the ring against Prophet :mjpls:
Flannery: Anyway, congratulations to Visual Prophet!
(One last shot of Prophet celebrating as camera fades elsewhere)
(Dynasty comes back on air to Stephie Love in the ring)
Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!…
(‘Earned It’ by Chief Keef plays throughout the Performance Center as Sosa Henderson slowly strolls on out until he stops at the stage. He takes a look around for a moment, scoping out the empty Performance Center through his dark sunglasses, and then starts toward the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, he hails from Hollywood, California…He weighs in at ONE HUNDRED NINETY ONE POUNDS… He’s ‘THE SEXY MAJESTY’…..SOSA!!!!!!! HENDERSON!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Here’s a man that has not hidden his intentions as we close in on Gateway To Glory. He’s taken exception to the current World Heavyweight Champion, Drake King, and some of the unflattering comments he’s had toward Sosa’s mentor, the legendary Heartbreak Boy! He intends to set the record straight in a little over a week’s time on that.
Flannery McCoy: Yes, and let’s just say a motivated Sosa Henderson is a completely different animal than what most may have become accustomed to, and one that can be as dangerous as the best of them!
Jake Mercer: That may be the case, and I do fear for our Paragon and greatest World Heavyweight Champion of all time, Drake King, because this man is a thug, he’s a thief, and he’s someone who will actually stoop low enough to get what he wants! It’s despicable!
(‘Smells Like Teen Spirit’ by Nirvana replaces ‘Earned It’, and Cage wastes no time in making his way down to the ring, marching down the ramp with a scowl on his face as he and his partner for the night, Sosa Henderson, make eye contact.)
Stephie Love: Introducing his partner for the evening…he hails from Alberta, Canada…He weighs in at TWO HUNDRED THIRTY POUNDS… EAW HALL OF FAMER, ‘EXPLICIT CONTENT’….HE IS…. CAGE!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Things are heating up between Chris Elite and Cage as we get closer to Gateway To Glory. Cage wants Chris Elite’s head, and Chris Elite is doing every little thing possible to make Cage earn his way to their impending match. He got the win two weeks ago against the Visual Prophet, but that’s not enough to quell his issues with Chris.
Flannery McCoy: For Chris Elite it’s about power and it’s about humiliating Cage. Cage called Chris out for using his name as way to leave Showdown and his past failures behind him, but Cage ensures that Chris’s days are numbered.
Jake Mercer: Is this really the thanks he gets for protecting us the Coronaviris? Is this the thanks he gets for making Cage’s name relevant after coming up short yet again as he did at Grand Rampage!!?? Well, it’s Cage’s funeral and Chris is gonna be the one that finally buries Cage’s career once and for all!
(‘Friend vs Friend’ by Company Flow begins to play as the ‘Inevitable’ Lethal Consequences makes his way out from the curtain. He’s wearing his trademark wrestling gear, and showing an arrogance about himself as he taunts on his way down to the ring, clearly full of himself.)
Stephie Love: Introducing their opponent…. hailing from Oakland, California….he weighs in at TWO HUNDRED THIRTY POUNDS… HE’S ‘THE INEVITABLE’….LETHAL!!!!!!!!! CONSEQUENCES!!!!!!!
Stew-O: After getting a win last week on this very show against a promising young rookie in Hevel, LC looking to keep it going this week. He got more attention out of the ring backstage than he did in the ring, however.
Flannery McCoy: Well you could never call it smitten when LC was trying to get Jessica Miller, the sister of Drake King, to come back to his hotel room last week. That was until the Visual Prophet entered the picture, seemingly at first coming to the aid of Jessica by inserting himself into the back and forth only to engage in his own form of conversation with her that had Jessica a bit thrown for a loop.
Jake Mercer: Drake King is a hot commodity in this company, so it’s not really too much of a surprise that his bloodline bares, shall we say valuable assets?
(‘Ambitionz az a Ridah’ by Tupac begins to blare through the speakers of the Jeunesse Arena as the fans rise to a standing position waving their signs that indicate their support for arguably the greatest luchador of all time. Just then from the right rolling out through the curtain is TLA in one of his traditional lowriders. He’s come with the full arsenal today, flanked by his ladies who could be bitches Gloria Tightpussy and Michelle Mcgillislutty, but since we don’t know what goes on when the doors at the palace of poon close and the lights go out, it should be assumed they serve as the greatest support one man needs. They accompany TLA to the ring while he leads Steroid Dawg on a chain.)
Stephie Love: Introducing his partner…hailing from The Poon Palace in Miami, Florida…He weighs in at TWO HUNDRED TEN POUNDS… HE’S LA PANTERA… T!!! L!!! A!!!!!
Stew-O: I really must say that TLA against Kensingten Calhoun-Aster is going to be an interesting bout to say the least, one that was made official a week ago on this very program when TLA arrived on the scene after ICE along with Kensingten, who in their minds believe they’re making Dynasty better again, and unveiled his piece of paper which turned out to be a contract to face Kensingten at Gateway To Glory.
Flannery McCoy: And of course this made Kensingten nearly fly off the handle, incredulous to the idea of having to face TLA. This all started at Grand Rampage with the public service announcement with Kensingten, and it’s all gotten a bit out of hand if I may say so myself.
Jake Mercer: Stop. Just stop right this instant with all this caping for illegal immigration, you should be ashamed of yourselves! This man, TLA, is an illegal immigrant until proven otherwise and last week he literally stepped over the line! Kensingten and ICE will NOT let that man continue living and working among us after Gateway To Glory, I’m putting my 1975 Porsche on it! Great condition too! The BEST!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: And this bout is underway with TLA and Sosa Henderson beginning the match. Both men circle the ring, and now come to a stop. They begin to move in on each other, and now they lock up! And TLA grabs the advantage with an arm lock on Sosa Henderson, but Sosa immediately rolls through, and now seizes the advantage by taking LA Pantera down to the canvas with an arm lock of his own! TLA trying to power through, but Sosa puts some more torque on that arm lock! TLA pushes his way back to a vertical position now, but Sosa still has the arm locked. TLA with a counter! TLA reaches over and around the waist of Sosa Henderson with his free arm and sweeps the leg! Outstanding takedown of Sosa, the current number one contender to the World Heavyweight Championship, by TLA! Sosa is quickly trying to recover, up to a knee now as TLA is waiting and ready.
Flannery McCoy: Now Sosa Henderson is back up and he locks up again with TLA, and this time Sosa grabs the advantage with a hammerlock on TLA! Sosa is bringing TLA down, forcing him to the canvas but still holding the hammerlock, showing us his wrestling ability early on in this matchup. The referee is checking with TLA, and now Sosa reaches over the shoulder of TLA and wrenches back on his other arm! TLA yells out in some obvious pain! I don’t think even TLA anticipated that Sosa Henderson would come out like this! Sosa Henderson pulls TLA over, his shoulders are down!
Ref: ONE!! TWO!!
Jake Mercer: Well wouldn’t that have been embarrassing. TLA almost got shown up by a street thug, but fortunately TLA kicked out just in time shooting back to his feet! And now both men back up, and Sosa enjoying that a little it seems. Both men circle again, and now TLA is looking for a test of strength from Sosa Henderson. Sosa trying to decide if this is very wise, and he was smart enough he’d know it wasn’t! Yeah, it’s confirmed, he’s not that bright. They both lock up in a test of strength, and TLA grabs the advantage by shoving Sosa Henderson toward the corner! The referee separates them almost immediately after the five count, and TLA with his arms up!
Stew-O: So far we’ve had a pretty clean match, both of these men take a lot of pride in their craft. TLA was trained by some of the greatest luchadors this business has ever known, and we all know there’s no shortage of credit that Sosa lends to the legendary Heartbreak Boy for where he’s at today. Both of these men have something to prove as we get closer to Gateway To Glory. Sosa Henderson moves in on TLA, and they both tie up again! This time an arm drag takedown by TLA has Sosa centered on the canvas. TLA immediately wrenches at the forearm of Sosa who’s grounded again! TLA working the arm, muscle and joint manipulation, as Sosa yells out in pain! Both men have kept the pace slow so far, a surprise coming from someone like TLA who likes to quicken the pace!
Flannery McCoy: It’s all dependent on a feel one has for their opponent and the situation, and both men have their own intentions for how they wish to get the job done! Now TLA steps over and grabs the other arm of Sosa Henderson. Both men back to their feet but TLA still has Sosa in his grasp, he has the arms locked and wrenches back on them as Sosa yells out again! But this time Sosa drops down and eacapes from TLA’s grasp and kicks TLA away to distance himself! Sosa shoots back to his feet and manages to land a kick to the midsection of TLA, beating him to the punch! Now Sosa grabs a handful of hair of TLA and takes him to the corner where he smashes the face of TLA into the corner turnbuckle! Sosa now forces TLA all the way into the corner where he starts unloading rights on TLA! Sosa is on fire, but TLA finally avoids one the punches of Sosa Henderson and lands a kick to the midsection of his own, followed by a dropkick that connects to perfection that knocks Sosa back where he hits the corner. Now fast striking combos of fists of fury by TLA! TLA whips Sosa to the ropes but Sosa reverses it and sends TLA to the ropes instead, and a headscissors takedown by Sosa that takes TLA flying across the ring near his corner.
Jake Mercer: TLA is illegal in this country, Sosa is a thief and a thug and should be put away. There’s just so much wrong here, but perhaps someone like LC can correct this mess real quick! ***TAG*** TLA just tagged in Lethal Consequences and he’s already bouncing with an extra pep in step as he lends a smug smile with his chin up while Sosa Henderson looks on while circling the ring, until LC fakes a tie up with Sosa. LC changes his and calls Sosa in, this time he’s sure he wants to tie up-uh, nope. Nope. Nope. Nope. LC was not ready, he pulled back again. You can’t blame a guy. If he’s not ready he’s not ready! Sosa looks annoyed by this, but he sees LC’s game. He points to his corner suddenly toward Cage, and LC shakes his head “no” to this idea by Sosa and I can’t blame him! That’s a terrible idea! Cage is anxious for the tag, but Sosa doesn’t have to make that tag! LC is ready! DAMN!
Stew-O: And there’s a tag! LC backing away and Cage coming right for LC, and LC using the referee as a shield but Cage is still looking for LC’s head! LC ducks under the top rope to protect himself, and now Cage is being ushered back by the referee. Now LC back in as Cage looks on, his eyes following LC as LC taunts Cage! Not so sure this is a very good idea!
LC: You’re looking at a man that should be a World Champion right now, but imma be back on top soon. And YOU’RE a nobody going nowhere! C’mon! I’m not afraid of your psychotic ass!
(Cage gives LC the middle finger to show how he feels about the man. LC’s expression becomes one of shock, and then he gets serious.)
Flannery McCoy: Oh my! That didn’t go over too well! Cage giving LC a piece of his mind, and now Cage goes for LC but LC avoids Cage’s grasp and throws a vicious forearm to the back of the head of Cage knocking him to the ropes! Now an uppercut by LC that connects with the face of Cage! And another! Cage is staggered by those shots! Now LC whips Cage to the ropes and now a back elbow to the head of Cage who was coming back! Standing elbow drop to the heart of Cage, and a quick cover by LC!
Ref: ONE!!!! TWO!!!!
Jake Mercer: Cage with a kick out but LC is quick to recover and bounces off the ropes with a lariat that takes Cage down again, and now a LC grabs Cage into a side headlock. Obviously he’s looking to keep this match at a slow and methodical pace. Cage though already looking to escape as he sends LC to the ropes but LC has not released the headlock on Cage. Now Cage throws some fists to the midsection of LC! Now Cage attempts to free himself again after those fists, and now he’s successful in freeing himself as he sends LC to the ropes! And a shoulder block by Cage, oh no! LC is down! Cage grabs up LC with force and sends him to the ropes again, come on LC! Noooo!!! Back body drop and LC hits the canvas hard! That one smarted, LC felt that one no doubt about it! Let him free Cage, this is not right! Falling headbutt right where-ahhhhhhhh!!! You idiot, you’re not supposed to get him there! LC holding his crown jewels, and a pin by Cage!
Ref: ONE!!! TWO!!!
Stew-O: And a Kickout by LC! Cage didn’t go for the full cover that time, or else the result may have been different! Cage goes to grab LC again, but a thumb to the eye by LC to Cage and LC looking to take advantage as he takes Cage to the corner where TLA is and there’s a tag. ***TAG*** TLA in as Cage begins being taunted by LC! Cage going after LC but LC hurries out through the ropes and Cage doesn’t realize yet that TLA is legal again! Now he does, and Cage goes for a clothesline on TLA but TLA is fresh! He anticipated it, and now more fast striking combos from TLA! Cage tries covering up but it hardly matters, and now TLA let’s up but not for long! TLA Irish whips Cage but it’s Cage who reverses it instead and sends TLA to the ropes, and a diamond cutter by Cage! No! TLA fights out, and a zig zag by TLA on Cage! TLA with the cover!
Ref: ONE!!! TWO!!!
Flannery McCoy: And Sosa Henderson there to break it up, and that was a close call. That could have been it for Cage, and TLA would have bagged himself an upset win over a Hall of Famer. But TLA is now going back to work as he picks up Cage, he may be looking for a bodyslam. However, Cage escapes TLA and lands on his feet and now Cage lands a brutal backhanded slap to the chest of TLA, and TLA winces from that! He felt that one! And another hard and vicious backhand by Cage to the same area, and TLA yelps because of the burning sensation from the connection of that backhand! And another! And another! Now a huge lariat takes TLA down to the canvas! Cage drops down for a cover!
Ref: ONE!!! TW-
Jake Mercer: Good save by LC! LC getting in there in just a nick of time to save the match and again the referee has to stand between the two Hall of Famers as they jaw at each other, but Cage goes back to work on TLA! Cage now throwing some jabs at TLA, one after the other until TLA staggers backwards! Cage goes for the backhanded slap to the chest but TLA finally avoids the contact and now goes for the hurricanrana on Cage! The hurricanrana connects on Cage and TLA follows it up with some mounted punches on TLA before quickly getting back to his feet and bringing Cage up with him! Dropkick by TLA sends Cage staggering back into the ropes but Cage hangs on comes back with a devastating lariat that takes TLA down! CAGE GRABBING TLA UP! HE PULLS HIM IN, HE HAS HIM! HE’S GOING FOR THE MERCY RULE! BUT LETHAL CONSEQUENCES FROM BEHIND BREAKS IT UP! Hey. Hey! Get Sosa Henderson out of there! Do your job referee! What is Sosa doing! OH YES! NO CAL TO CAGE BY LC! THAT CROTCH SHOT HAD TO HURT! TLA LOOKING FOR THE MEXICAN DESTROYER! TLA HAS CAGE UP, BUT SOSA HENDERSON STEPS IN AGAIN! DAMMIT! SUPERKICK BY SOSA AND TLA RELEASES CAGE! Now a thunderous clothesline by Sosa Henderson to TLA that sends La Pantera over the top rope! What about LC!!??
Stew-O: LC enters the ring and grabs Cage and tosses him to the through the ropes to the outside, and now all four men are on the floor battling it out! The referee knows he’s got to maintain some sort of order here. Both legal men are on the outside but on opposite sides of the ring. Sosa Henderson laying into a TLA who’s still trying to shake off the effects of that superkick! Sosa whips TLA into the barricade and TLA crashes to the ground! Sosa stomping the hell out TLA!
Flannery McCoy: It’s gotten chaotic. On the other side here Cage has recovered and he’s taking it right to LC as he smashes LC’s face into the steel ring steps! But LC is fighting back, showing he doesn’t go down that easily! He just hit No Cal on Cage again and Cage falls to a knee, but LC is not done! He grabs Cage up and connects with an uppercut to Cage, and now a lariat that sends Cage to the floor! Cage wincing, in some obvious pain. But now the referee steps in and is in LC’s face. He’s trying to bring order back to the match. LC is now heading back toward his corner as is Sosa Henderson after he laid out TLA on the other side! These tag matches with mismatched teams man, I’ll tell you I feel for the referee. But he’s doing the best that he can with four men that aren’t necessarily always apt to following the rules. Both Cage and TLA slowly recovering, but now the referee is in the ring and he begins his count.
Ref: ONE!!!….TWO!!!…. THREE!!!….FOUR!!!….FIVE!!!….
Jake Mercer: Come on you two slackers, get in there and let a real fighter like Lethal Consequences take charge! Come on the referee is at eight! That’s it, Cage and TLA finally managed to get in the ring a nine! Now tag out TLA! Cage? Nevermind. They decide to trade blows instead! Cage Irish whips TLA to the ropes now and TLA is looking for the headscissors! No! Cage blocks it! Nooooo! Cage blocked it and now he drops TLA to the canvas, he’s looking for the sharpshooter! Oh no, he’s got it locked in! Cage is trying to make TLA tap out here! Don’t tap TLA! The referee checking with this illegal immigrant! Here comes LC, thank God, and this prompts Cage to release the submission. Cage with a clubbing shot to the head that sends LC to the canvas, LC is back up and Cage sends him to the corner where Sosa is and Sosa sends a shot right to LC and Cage meets the staggering LC! Cage with a backdrop to LC sending him tumbling to the outside! TLA from behind with a Tiger suplex to Cage! Cage’s shoulders are pinned to the canvas!
Ref: ONE!!! TWO!!! THR-
Stew-O: And Sosa Henderson there to break it up! Now Sosa steps back out on the apron and he’s anxious for a tag as Cage and TLA are making their way to their respective corners to tag in the fresh man. TLA is up and Cage at a knee but both are in position to make a tag, and there’s the tag from both sides! ***TAG*** LC rushes at Sosa but Sosa was ready for it! THE ‘SEXY MAJESTY’ IS ON FIRE! HE JUST STOPPED LC IN HIS TRACKS WITH A HARD RIGHT! AND ANOTHER! NOW THERE’S ONE FOR TLA WHO TRIED TO CATCH SOSA HENDERSON OFF GUARD AS HE TAKES A TUMBLE DOWN TO THE CANVAS! CAGE BACK IN THIS AND HE FORCES TLA INTO THE CORNER AND BEGINS THROWING WILD PUNCHES AND BACKHANDED SLAPS AT LA PANTERA! SOSA WHIPS LC TO THE ROPES AND LC LOOKING FOR A LARIAT BUT IT’S AVOIDED BY SOSA! AND A ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE TWO TIME HALL OF FAMER, LETHAL CONSEQUENCES! LC’S BACK UP! CAGE GOES FOR THE STUNNER ON TLA! STOLE YO BITCH! THE JUMPING CUTTER BY SOSA TO LC! NO! TLA ESCAPES, AS DOES LC BY SHOVING THEIR OPPONENTS AWAY! TLA WITH A KICK TO THE GUT OF CAGE! CARTEL KICK CONNECTS! LC WITH THE ROWS PEDAL! THE SWINGING REVERSE STO BY LC CONNECTS ON SOSA HENDERSON! LC WITH THE COVER ON SOSA! THIS COULD BE IT! LC AND TLA COULD HAVE THE WIN!
Ref: ONE!!!! TWO!!!!
Flannery McCoy: Sosa Henderson shoots an arm up before the referee’s arm could come down for three! Now LC back to his feet and he’s taunting Cage, kind of taking his eye off the ball if you ask me! TLA telling LC to focus back on the match, and now LC talking smack to TLA, his own partner! It’s probably frustration more than anything! LC grabs Sosa Henderson up and slams him back down! LC with a knee drop to the head of Sosa, and now he does a pose even though there is nobody in the stands! Then he begins pounding away at the head of Sosa Henderson!
LC: Who’s the man!? LC’s the man!
Jake Mercer: You tell’em LC! ***TAG*** That’s right, TLA, get in there and do some of the work, LC orders you! ***TAG*** Sosa Henderson tags in Cage who goes right after TLA, but TLA is not backing away! Both are trading blows right now! TLA finally takes the advantage and now whips Cage to the ropes but Cage reverses and sends TLA-NO HE DOESN’T! MURDER.DEATH.KILL! NO! COME ON TLA, DON’T LOSE IT FOR THE GOOD GUYS! CROSSED PATHS! THE CROSS ARMBREAKER BY TLA ON CAGE! CAGE YELLING OUT IN AGONY SHAKING HIS HEAD! GIVE IT UP CAGE! OH NO! COME ON LC GET IN THERE, STOP THAT THUG SOSA! HE JUST RUINED IT! LC AND SOSA HENDERSON NOW TEEING OFF AND FALL THROUGH THE ROPES TO THE FLOOR! TLA IS UP AGAIN AND HE’S CALLING FOR CAGE TO GET BACK TO HIS FEET! COME ON TLA, DO IT FOR LC!
Stew-O: CAGE IS UP! HE TURNS AND TLA IMMEDIATELY GOING FOR THE CARTEL KICK BUT CAGE CATCHES IT! HE PULLS TLA IN! MURDER.DEATH.KILL!! TLA COUNTERS! HE’S LOOKING FOR THE ZIG ZAG, BUT CAGE BLOCKS THIS ATTEMPT! CAGE TRYING FOR THE STUNNER BUT TLA BLOCKS IT BY SHOVING CAGE TO THE ROPES! TLA WITH A KICK TO THE MIDSECTION, CAGE KEELS OVER! TLA PULLS HIM IN! HE’S GOING FOR THE MEXICAN DESTROYER! CAGE BREAKS FREE THOUGH! HEADBUTT BY CAGE! AND ANOTHER HEADBUTT! A WILD CLOTHESLINE BY TLA MISSES! CAGE HAS TLA FROM BEHIND! HE’S LOOKING FOR A GERMAN SUPLEX! AND SHARP ELBOW FROM TLA STAGGERS CAGE BACK! ON THE OUTSIDE SOSA JUST SENT LC CRASHING INTO THE RINGSTEPS! TLA LOOKING FOR THE MEXICAN DESTROYER-STUNNER! STUNNER ON TLA AND CAGE HOOKS THE ARMS OF TLA! HE’S GOT HIM! MERCY RULE!!!! THE PARADIGM SHIFT DDT! CAGE WITH THE COVER!!
Ref: ONE!!! TWO!!! THREE!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Smells Like Teen Spirit’ picks back up as the referee raises the hand of Cage while he points to Sosa Henderson who hangs outside the ring, recognizing them both as the winners. And here comes Chris Elite from the empty stands and hopping over the barricade.)
Stephie Love: Here are your winners…SOSA HENDERSON AND CAGE!!!!
Flannery McCoy: A good win for Cage and Sosa Henderson, but Cage doesn’t really have time to celebrate, because here comes Chris Elite again! Shades of two weeks ago except this time Cage was anticipating it! (Cage’s music cuts) CAGE AND CHRIS ELITE BOTH RUSH RIGHT AT EACH OTHER! CHRIS ELITE WITH THE DOUBLE LEG TAKEDOWN TACKLE OF CAGE! BOTH MEN TRADING SHOTS AS THEY ROLL AROUND IN THE RING! BOTH MEN MAKE THEIR WAY TO THE OUTSIDE AND THE FISTS ARE FLYING FURIOUSLY RIGHT NOW! CHRIS ELITE, THE FRESHER MAN IS GAINING THE ADVANTAGE AS THEY MAKE THEIR WAY OVER THE BARRICADE INTO THE EMPTY SEATS WHERE FANS WOULD USUALLY BE!
Jake Mercer: CHRIS ELITE IS DOING WHAT HE’S GOTTA DO! YOU GOTTA TAKE THE FIGHT TO SOMEONE LIKE CAGE AND THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT CHRIS HAS DONE! HE’S NOT BACKED DOWN, AND AT GATEWAY TO GLORY HE’S GONNA FINALLY PUT THE LONG OVERDUE CAREER OF CAGE! OH MY GOD, THEY’RE FIGHTING NEAR THAT ELECTRIC EQUIPMENT! THEY MIGHT KILL EACH OTHER RIGHT HERE! AHHH!!! GET THAT LUNATIC CAGE! WE’RE GOING TO OUR FINAL COMMERCIAL! WE’LL BE RIGHT BACK!!!
(The last few seconds shows several officials following the brawl between Cage and Chris Elite on the floor trying to break it up before they all disappear behind the curtain as the shot goes black.)
(All is quiet inside the Performance Center as “It Follows” by Cane Hill begins to blast out the speakers. Out steps Xander Payne as he rocks a “Payne-cicle” shirt and a pair of jeans. Xander is rubbing his beard as his stoic facial expression shows how serious he is tonight as he walks down the ramp.)
Stew-O: Xander Payne has made it clear when he first showed up on Dynasty that he was not in the mood for any fun. He wanted to let Kassidy Heart know that her helping and aiding Mr. DEDEDE I’m becoming Answers World Champion in the triple threat match between Ryan Adams, Xander Payne, and Cameron Ella Ava would not go unpunished. In the process, Xander made an enemy with Sienna Jade and the next day made another enemy with her lover Impact. Last week, Impact and Sienna Jade we’re forced to go at it one on one until Payne stepped in and caused a no contest by attacking Impact and Sienna.
Jake Mercer: How many times do Jade and Imp have to have a “if you don’t wrestle each other you’re both fired” match that ends with a no dq somehow?!
Flannery McCoy: I don’t know but I do know Xander Payne and Impact have bad blood brewing with each other now!
(Payne enters the ring and grabs a microphone as his theme music slowly fades all the way out. Xander stands in the ring, shaking his head, as he begins to speak.)
Xander Payne: Tonight, the fans of EAW have an opportunity to witness a match between the overrated Drake King and the overwhelmingly overrated Impact for their main event. But, before we get to watch two men who can’t lace my boots go at it, I have come here once again to say that at Odyssey I take another one of EAW’s creepy, old, relics and humble him in front of the entire world. I had Mr. DEDEDE where I wanted him and was fully prepared to defeat him again but that future was thrown out the window by two FOOLISH SLUTS. One was that barbecued bitch Cameron Ella Ava and the other was that fake tit having hypocrite Kassidy Heart. But, those two and DEDEDE are not my focus right now. My focus is on that ugly fat fuck, retirement dodging geezer Impact.
(Xander begins leaning against the ropes.)
Xander Payne: Impact with his Rice Krispies knees that pop when he walks. His disgusting body with his concave chest that clearly occurred after all those years of steroids in the past finally caught up to him. Let’s not forget his whore of a girlfriend or wife or whatever they are. The things I’ve heard she’s done just to get that man backstage tickets to meet men half his age like Kid Cudi…it’s disturbing to even think about. She did more damage to her knees servicing Scott Mescudi then she has done to them from wrestling. Everytime Impact kisses her, he tastes The Man on the Moon’s dick and that’s not ok.
(Xander shakes his head and begins pacing as he continues on.)
Xander Payne: Two weeks ago, I was on my show, And I was challenging that bed warming bitch Kassidy Heart to face me and suffer the consequences of her actions. She saved her husband because he had no chance of defeating me without help the same way Impact saved her because she had no chance of defeating Chris Elite without his help. Kassidy, Sienna, Ryan Adams, and Impact all clearly are a swinging group of degenerates who have no morals and colluded to make sure Kass and DEDEDE left Grand Rampage with the National Elite and Answers World Championship and I will not stand for this evil existing. Payne for Pride is coming. IT’S FUCKING COMING AND BEFORE IT GETS HERE I PLAN ON ERADICATING ANY AND EVERYONE THAT POSSIBLY CAN SPOIL MY SHOW! That’s right, PFP is my show and it will be all about me regardless of whom I face. But first, I’ve come to let Impact know that at Odyssey his old ass is-
(‘I gave you power’ by Nas intro begins to play as Xander is interrupted. As the song intro fades, ‘Can I Live’ by Jay-Z blasts out the speakers as our walks the cocky Impact smiling ear to ear while wearing his in ring attire.)
Stew-O: Impact is dressed for our main event where he will take on World Heavyweight Champion and Unified Tag Team Champ Drake King…But, I do not believe he thought he would have to deal with Xander Payne before the match even starts!
Flannery McCoy: Impact accepted Xander Payne’s challenge to face him at Odyssey and
Jake Mercer: And let’s not ignore how he accepted it, Flan. Impact first postured as if he didn’t want the match until he attacked Payne with the Evisceration and then accepted the fight. Payne is a Showdown elitist and this IS the Impact Zone here on Dynasty…but Xander seems justified in confronting Impact tonight to me.
(Impact begins to walk down the ramp, revealing a microphone of his own as his music fades out.)
Impact: Old fuck this, fat fuck that, the material gets more and more cliche as the hands of clock rotate around the clocks of time. I’m this I’m that, you can speak these insults into the ether yet the truth will always be right there for all to see. The truth doesn’t discriminate and it doesn’t hide no matter how much you try to cover it up under layers upon layers of fabrication. Literal fabrication and metaphorical.
Xander Payne: Oh yeah?
Impact: Oh yeah. You see, you hide all that fat under the disguise of cut off and Ill fitting clothes and the same Bugle Boy shorts a person attending an Insane Clown Posse concert would wear but it doesn’t hide that cellulite riddled gut or those b cups sitting on your dung beetle built body, Payne.
Xander Payne: You are one to talk, Imp. I weigh ten pounds less than you!
Impact: You weighing less than me is like Sienna Jade ever entertaining any dick besides The White Mamba’s anaconda. It’s unbelievable and nobody buys the jargon you sling, kid. You sound delusional and that’s fine. This is EAW, where delusions are foolish until you actually achieve what you need to in order to justify them. I have won more World Championships in my career than you have won Hot Dog eating contests and judging by that crater size belly button hiding above those elastic waist having JORTS…I’m fair to assume you have won a few of them easily.
Xander Payne: The only thing I care about winning is our match at Odyssey. You and your wife and your wife’s friend and your wife’s friend’s gay husband all are on my hit list and at Odysessy I will cross your name off of it with a pen soaked in your blood!
Impact: I’ve heard better threats from pedophiles, Payne. Literal pedophiles were more creative and disrespectful than that but don’t worry, you will get your chance. You will get the same chance every elitist eventually gets and that’s to see if all this that surrounds me is real. If the MYTH of Impact is true. If the aura, the everlasting glow of greatness that flows around me every second is just make believe. You will know what Lethal Consequences knows, what The Visual Prophet knows, and what Drake King is going to know after tonight. I am the heartbeat of the industry you are so lucky to have found employment in.
Xander Payne: Really? The Heartbeat of the industry? You are the clogged up heart of an industry that’s been on a microwave diet of GAS STATION JUNK FOOD and RICE-A-RONI! You are what’s wrong with this industry and I’m here to eradicate you from the industry and ensure PAYNE FOR PRIDE IS A HUGE SUCCESS! You fat, old fart.
Impact: Once again, you calling anybody fat is the most inconsistent thing i’ve seen in quite some time. You clearly have not seen a mirror in your life because you sir are a tub of lard. I am a god damn sex symbol with a woman by my side that you could never hope to land on your arm.
Xander Payne: You can call me fat and I can call you fat but the difference is you are fat and old and a broken down man, Impact. You are knocking at Death’s door every time you get in the ring and this time I’m the one that’s going to answer the knock and knock you right out at Odyssey. I wanted to make Kassidy Heart humble and beat her worse than Chris Elite did for screwing me over but instead I have to make you the sacrificial lamb for her and her husband’s transgressions. Fuck you and your heart. I hope your heart explodes the next time you pop a Viagra pill in order to have sex with Sienna Jade. That way, right after you’re done doing it, you can leave this earth knowing you managed to disappoint her two more times before finally dying. You are one heart attack away from never having a heart beat again, Impact. You better get past Drake King first before you even think you can stop Xander Payne.
Impact: IF you don’t get your Weight Watchers needing ass out of my ring, I’m going to drag Drake King out of his locker room and pick him up by his ankles and beat the shit of you with him like he was my own personal baseball bat.
(Xander Payne stands in the ring as Impact begins to slide under the ropes and stand before him. Impact and Payne get nose to nose and face to face as neither man wants to budge.)
Stew-O: We just might have our Odyssey match right now!
Flannery McCoy: Payne and Imp are face to face talking reckless with neither man wanting to back down!
(‘This is your Life” by The Dust Brothers and Tyler Durden.Payne and Impact barely break eye contact until they both turn to see Drake King walking out of the curtain in his ring attire with both belts on his shoulders. Payne and Impact return to their own stare off until Payne gets close to his face again and whispers in Impact’s ear.)
Xander Payne off mic: Payne for Pride…bitch…
(Payne then steps back, drops down, and rolls out of the ring. Impact stands alone as he watches Payne begin walking up the ramp as Drake begins descending down it. Both men meet in the middle of the entrance ramp as a confrontational stare down begins between Drake and Xander before both men continue walking to their destinations. Payne walks up the ramp, to the stage, and back through the ring curtain as Drake slowly approaches the actual ring.)
Stephie Love: And our next contest is scheduled for ONE FALL and is tonight’s MAIN EVENT! In the ring currently, from Seattle, Washington…he weighs in at 240 pounds…he is the 9 time WORLD CHAMPION…THE MOST WATCHED CHAMPION IN HISTORY…IMMMMMMPAAAAACT!!!
(Impact stares now at Drake King as he rings side with both the Unified Tag Belt and World Heavyweight Championship now in his hands as he walks up the steel stairs.)
Stephie Love: And his opponent! He comes from Charlotte, North Carolina by way of Brooklyn, New York…he weighs in at 220 pounds…he is the reigning and defending Unified Tag Team Champion AND THE HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORLD…THE PARAGON…DRAAAAAAKE KIIIIINNNNGG!!!!
Stew-O: An epic confrontation between Impact and Xander Payne was ended by the arrival of the one and only Drake King. Tonight started feisty and turned horrific for Drake as he was met with the arrival of the couple challenging him and Viz for their Unified Tag Titles in Fire & Ice.
Flannery McCoy: Then, his sister apparently was apprehended and kidnapped by masked men!
Jake Mercer: It’s been a roller coaster of a show but this is the end as we will see two of EAW’s best go at it in our main event of the evening.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: Here we go as this TERRITORIAL INVASION rematch is underway! Both Drake and Impact are circling around now as they quickly execute the collar-and-elbow tie up! Drake wasting no time pushing Impact into the corner as he lets go and quickly sends him into the corner! Impact is caught off guard as he sees Drake running full force at him, DRAKE WITH A RUNNING FOREARM RIGHT TO HIS HEAD SENDING IMPACT DOWN!
Flannery McCoy: Drake already wasting no time and believe me that’s understandable at this point. Drake quickly bringing Impact up as he throws him out of the ring and runs to the ropes, SUICIDE DIVE- NO! IMPACT PUNCHING DRAKE RIGHT AT HIS HEAD BEFORE HE CAN LEAP LEAVING DRAKE DRAPED OVER THE MIDDLE ROPE!
Jake Mercer: Impact quickly pushing Drake back into the ring as he rolls in himself. Impact quickly pulling him up as Drake is throwing punches right at his head, BUT IMPACT TOSSING HIM INTO THE CORNER! Impact sending shots right to his gut as Drake is feeling them right now, what is he saying though?
Impact (Off-Mic): Awww what’s wrong little buddy, somethings got you down? Keep your head high little trooper and maybe the Girl Scouts will give you your next badge.
Stew-O: OH MY GOD! DRAKE PUNCHING RIGHT INTO THE NOSE OF IMPACT AS DRAKE IS JUST TEEING OFF ON HIM NOW! MULTIPLE PUNCHES TO THE FACE OF IMPACT AS I EVEN THINK I SEE A LITTLE BLOOD FROM THE 9 TIME WORLD CHAMPION! Impact sent down to the ground as Drake quickly brings him up, FALCON ARROW! IMPACT IS TAKEN DOWN TO THE GROUND AS DRAKE QUICKLY GOES FOR THE PIN!
Flannery McCoy: IMPACT KICKS OUT! Drake sits up clearly in frustration in the early going and I’m sure it wasn’t just Impact kicking out. Drake quickly grabbing the head of Impact as he slams fist after fist into it before Impact manages to shove away and gain some distance from The Paragon! Drake quickly running at Impact, BUT IMPACT TRANSITIONS IT INTO A DROP TOE HOLD SENDING DRAKE DOWN TO THE GROUND! WAIT! IS IMPACT TRYING TO GO FOR THE WALLS OF IMPACT EARLY HERE?!
Jake Mercer: IT LOOKS LIKE IMPACT WON’T HAVE THE CHANCE TO DO SO AS DRAKE QUICKLY KICKS HIM RIGHT IN THE FACE SENDING HIM BACK! Drake stumbling away as Impact has the chance as he quickly runs towards him, DRAKE GOING FOR A LARIAT! BUT IMPACT QUICKLY STOPS HIM RIGHT IN HIS TRACKS WITH A VICIOUS HEADBUTT SENDING DRAKE TO A KNEE!
Stew-O: Drake quickly brings Impact up to his feet as he lifts him off the ground and turns to a corner, IS HE ABOUT TO GO FOR A TURNBUCKLE POWERBOMB! BUT IMPACT WITH FIST RIGHT TO THE HEAD OF DRAKE AS DRAKE IS SLOWLY BEING SENT DOWN TO THE GROUND AND FORCED TO LET GO OF HIS GRIP ON IMPACT! Drake letting go as Impact kicks him right in the gut and lifts him off the ground, WHAT THE?! IMPACT WITH A TURNBUCKLE POWERBOMB AS DRAKE LANDS RIGHT ON HIS NECK ON THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE!
Flannery McCoy: You could say adding insult to injury there by Impact. Impact quickly grabbing Drake by the head and bringing him up to his feet, BUT DRAKE SENDING A KNEE RIGHT TO THE GUT OF IMPACT AS HE LEANS OVER! Drake quickly grabbing him as he runs right towards the corner, DRAKE THROWING IMPACT SHOULDER FIRST RIGHT INTO THE RINGPOST AS IMPACT SLOUCHES DOWN TO THE GROUND!
Jake Mercer: Drake quickly bringing Impact up as he lifts him into suplex position, BUT IMPACT WITH A KNEE RIGHT TO THE HEAD AS DRAKE IS FORCED TO BRING HIM BACK DOWN TO THE GROUND! Impact quickly running at Drake once more, BUT DRAKE WITH A SUPERKICK RIGHT TO THE JAW OF IMPACT SENDING HIM DOWN TO A SITTING POSITION! Drake quickly runs to the ropes now as Impact clearly doesn’t know what’s about to hit him, PENALTY KICK-
Stew-O: BUT IMPACT MANAGES TO GRAB HIS LEG AS HE BRINGS HIMSELF BACK UP TO HIS FEET, IMPACT WITH A DRAGON SCREW SENDING DRAKE DOWN TO THE GROUND! Drake quickly rolling out of the ring in retreat now as Impact sees that, what is he doing?! He’s climbing up to the top rope as I don’t think Drake can see it, IMPACT LEAPS! MOONSAULT-
Flannery McCoy: NO! DRAKE MANAGES TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY AS IMPACT LANDS BACKFIRST ONTO THE CORNER OF OUR ANNOUNCERS DESK! DRAKE SEES THAT TOO AS HE QUICKLY ROLLS IMPACT IN AS I’M SURE IMPACT IS IN ALOT OF PAIN! DRAKE GOING FOR THE PIN ONCE MORE, THIS MIGHT BE IT?!
Jake Mercer: MY GOD IMPACT KICKS OUT! Drake shaking his head as he quickly brings Impact up to his knees, BUT IMPACT SLAPPING DRAKE RIGHT ACROSS THE FACE! Impact with disrespect as Drake grabs him! DRAKE SLAMMING FOREARMS RIGHT INTO HIS FACE AS IMPACT IS TRYING TO FIGHT BACK WITH PUNCHES RIGHT TO DRAKE’S GUT! DRAKE STEPPING BACK, SUPERKICK-
Stew-O: BUT IMPACT MANAGES TO GRAB THE LEG AND PUSH IT AWAY IN JUST ENOUGH TIME SO HE’S ABLE TO GET UP TO HIS FEET! DRAKE QUICKLY RUNS AT HIM, BUT IMPACT DUCKS UNDER! IMPACT GOING FOR A KNEE RIGHT TO THE GUT OF DRAKE, BUT DRAKE QUICKLY BACKS UP AFTER IMPACT CONNECTS AND HITS HIM WITH A SPINNING BACKFIST! IMPACT STUMBLES BACK AND GOES FOR A STEP-UP ENZIGURI! BUT DRAKE QUICKLY GRABBING THE LEGS OF IMPACT AND DRAGGING HIM TO THE GROUND, ELBOW DROP RIGHT TO THE BACK OF IMPACT!
Flannery McCoy: DRAKE QUICKLY GOING OUT ONTO THE APRON IS HE ABOUT TO GO FOR A SPRINGBOARD CLOTHESLINE! DRAKE LOOKS TO LEAP- BUT HE DOESN’T! IMPACT SEEMED READY FOR HIM TOO! THIS WAS SHADES OF TERRITORIAL INVASION AS THIS IS HOW THE MATCH TURNED AROUND IN IMPACT’S FAVOR WHEN HE COUNTERED THE SPRINGBOARD CLOTHESLINE INTO EVISCERATION!
Jake Mercer: Impact with a wicked smirk on his face as Drake enters the ring, IMPACT GOING RIGHT FOR HIM AS HE NAILS PUNCHES DOWN ON HIM! DRAKE TRYING TO FIGHT BACK AS HE TAKES IMPACT TO THE GROUND AND BEGINS SLAMMING FIST INTO HIM WITH A VICIOUS GROUND-AND-POUND! Impact trying to quickly fire shots back at the World Heavyweight Championship as Drake quickly brings him up and sends him to the ropes, WAIT WHAT! FIST OF FURY-
Stew-O: NOT! JUST! YET! DRAKE MANAGES TO DUCK UNDER AS HE QUICKLY GRABS HIM! UNTIL DAWN! JUMPING CUTTER ONTO IMPACT TAKES HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! MY GOD DRAKE MIGHT HAVE IT HEAR AS HE GOES FOR THE PIN ONCE MORE, COULD THIS BE THE FINAL NAIL IN THE COFFIN FOR IMPACT?!
Flannery McCoy: IMPACT GRABS THE ROPES! ROPE BREAK CAUSES THIS MATCH TO CONTINUE! DRAKE CAN’T BELIEVE HIS EYES AS HE EXPECTED THE END OF THE MATCH TO BE RIGHT HERE, AND RIGHT NOW! Drake quickly getting up as he’s practically screaming at Impact at this point! Impact slowly pulling himself up, he might not know it but he might just be leading himself to his own demise right here!
Jake Mercer: That does seem to be the case for Impact doesn’t it? Impact on all fours now as Drake rebounds off the ropes, BROKEN DREAM- NO! IMPACT MANAGES TO ROLL OUT OF THE WAY JUST IN TIME BEFORE DRAKE CAN CONNECT AS DRAKE IT ONLY MET WITH AIR IN HIS STOMP! DRAKE QUICKLY TURNS BUT IT’S TOO LATE AS IMPACT ROLLS HIM INTO A SCHOOLBOY!
Stew-O: IMPACT PUSHING AWAY WHICH GIVES HIM ENOUGH TIME AS HE GRABS HIM! FULL NELSON FACEBUSTER! THE HAIL MARY CONNECTS ONTO THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION AS IMPACT GOES FOR THE PIN, THIS MIGHT BE HUGE FOR IMPACT IF THIS GOES THROUGH!
Flannery McCoy: DRAKE POWERS OUT! Impact is absolutely dumbfounded but I don’t think he wants to waste any time questioning it as he quickly boosts himself up and runs towards the ropes and leaps, FLIGHT SIGHTS- NO! DRAKE MANAGES TO GET HIS KNEES UP BEFORE IMPACT CAN CONNECT WITH THE SPRINGBOARD MOONSAULT!
Jake Mercer: IMPACT IS SPRAWLING AROUND IN PAIN AS DRAKE QUICKLY LIFTS HIM OFF THE GROUND, BUCKLE BOMB! DRAKE SLAMS IMPACT INTO THE CORNER AS HE QUICKLY RUNS TO THE ROPES AS IMPACT STUMBLES TO THE CENTER OF THE RING IN CONFUSION, SLINGBLADE TAKES IMPACT DOWN ONCE MORE!
Stew-O: Drake quickly bringing Impact up as he turns him around, RIPCORD KNEE STRIKE- BUT IMPACT QUICKLY DUCKS UNDER AND GRABS HIM FROM BEHIND, BIG GERMAN SUPLEX BY IMPACT AS DRAKE IS SURE TO HAVE LANDED ON HIS NECK! Drake quickly rolling away onto the apron as Impact runs to the ropes, IMPACT WITH A BASEBALL SLIDE SENDING DRAKE TO THE OUTSIDE!
Flannery McCoy: Impact leaving the ring as Drake is up on his feet as he begins to stumble away, retreating just for a moment to catch a breath of fresh air in this matchup which is something that both of these opponents find hard in achieving! Drake leaning against the steel steps as Impact runs right towards him, RUNNING KNEE STRIKE RIGHT TO THE HEAD OF DRAKE-
Jake Mercer: BUT DRAKE MANAGES TO PULL HIMSELF OUT OF THE WAY AS IMPACT’S KNEE IS RAMMED RIGHT INTO THE STEEL STEPS! Impact stumbling off as Drake quickly grabs him and turns him around where he stands, DRAKE THROWS IMPACT NECK FIRST INTO THE STEEL STEPS, IMPACT IS DOWN!
Stew-O: Drake quickly bringing Impact up and rolling him into the ring as he follows him as well. Drake quickly coming at him as he brings him up, BUT IMPACT WITH A KICK RIGHT TO THE GUT OF DRAKE SENDING HIM BACK! Impact quickly running at Drake now, IMPACT WITH A CLOTHESLINE TAKING DRAKE DOWN! IMPACT KEEPING IT RUNNING AS HE LEAPS OFF THE ROPES, FLIGHT SIGHTS-
Flannery McCoy: BUT DRAKE MANAGES TO ROLL OUT OF THE RING BEFORE IMPACT CAN CONNECT! BUT IMPACT WAS READY AS HE RUNS RIGHT TOWARDS DRAKE ON THE OUTSIDE, BASEBALL SLIDE- BUT DRAKE MANAGES TO GRAB THE LEGS OF IMPACT AND PULL HIM OUT OF THE RING! DRAKE GRABS HIM, DRAKE WITH A BACK SUPLEX SLAMMING IMPACT RIGHT ONTO THE CORNER OF THE BARRICADE, IMPACT IS DOWN!
Jake Mercer: Drake quickly grabbing Impact and rolling him into the ring as he quickly climbs up to the top rope, DRAKE WITH A FROG SPLASH- BUT IMPACT MANAGES TO ROLL OUT OF THE WAY! NOBODY HOME FOR DRAKE! IMPACT QUICKLY GRABS HIM AS HE QUICKLY RUNS FORWARD WITH HIM, DRAKE BEING THROWN SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE RINGPOST SENDING DRAKE DOWN TO THE GROUND!
Stew-O: IMPACT QUICKLY THROWING DRAKE TO THE ROPES, IMPACT WITH A DROPKICK TAKING DRAKE DOWN TO THE GROUND! Drake getting up to a sitting position but Impact is one step away from him, IMPACT WITH A STOMP RIGHT TO THE HEAD OF DRAKE SENDING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND ONCE MORE!
Flannery McCoy: Impact quickly bringing Drake up, Drake trying to send kicks and punches right to Impact but Impact seems unphased! IMPACT GRABBING THE FOOT OF DRAKE, IMPACT WITH A DRAGON SCREW! Drake slowly getting up as he doesn’t expect what Impact has in store for him, THE ABSOLUTION! MICHINOKU DRIVER II CONNECTS AS DRAKE IS TAKEN DOWN TO THE GROUND! IMPACT HAS THE OPPORTUNITY IN SIGHT AS HE GOES FOR THE PIN!
Jake Mercer: DRAKE MANAGES TO KICK OUT! IMPACT IS IN ABSOLUTELY IN SHOCK AS HE CAN’T BELIEVE IT! THIS SHOULD’VE BEEN THE END BUT DRAKE MANAGES TO PERSIST! Impact shaking his head as he falls into the corner, Drake is slowly pulling himself up as this is clear with all the talk that he’s been putting up that this is a match that he does not want to lose!
Stew-O: Indeed, Drake stumbling up as Impact quickly runs at him! EVISCERATION- NO! DRAKE MANAGES TO REVERSE OUT OF THE DOUBLE KNEE FACEBREAKER, HOW DOES HE MANAGE TO KEEP IMPACT UP! DRAKE POPPING IMPACT UP AS HE RUNS TO THE CORNER, BUCKLE BOMB!
Flannery McCoy: DRAKE SLAMMING IMPACT INTO THE CORNER! Impact stumbling out as Drake turns him around, PRELUDE TO DESTRUCTION! DOUBLE UNDERHOOK FACEBUSTER CONNECTS ONTO IMPACT! IMPACT IS DOWN ON THE GROUND AS THIS MIGHT BE THE CHANCE FOR DRAKE TO WIN THIS!
Jake Mercer: Drake is readying up as Impact stumbles up to his feet, THE GUILLOTINE! KICK RIGHT TO THE FACE OF IMPACT SENDING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! THIS MIGHT BE THE CHANCE FOR DRAKE TO RIGHT HIS WRONGS JUST THAT FATEFUL YEAR AGO! DRAKE LEAPS FORWARD AND GOES FOR THE PIN, HE MIGHT GET THE WIN OVER IMPACT-
(‘Earned It’ by Chief Keef plays up as Drake looks up in shock as SOSA Henderson makes his way out to the stage. Drake widens his eyes as SOSA holds a mic in his hands with a smirk as Drake pulls himself up and leans towards the ropes as SOSA begins to speak)
SOSA Henderson: Oh Drake, oh Drake… what am I to do with you? Oh well, just consider this a taste of what’s to come at at Gateway to Glory. You on your back, and SOSA Henderson as your HOLLYWOOD WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! For now, might as well look behind you.
Stew-O: DRAKE TURNS AROUND! IMPACT! IMPACT! FIST! OF! FURY! RIGHT HOOK TAKES DRAKE FLAT DOWN TO THE GROUND! SOSA LOOKING ON WITH A SMIRK ON HIS FACE AS IMPACT GOES FOR THE PIN ON DRAKE!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Can I Live’ plays up as Impact sits up with a smirk on his face as he does so. He takes a look at SOSA Henderson with a face of disgust but can’t help but give a shrug as he does so as the Ref helps him up and raises his hand in victory)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner… IMPACT!!!!!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: I cannot believe it, after all Drake King has been through throughout the night so far you’d expect the least he could get was a win, he was so close to doing so too! But SOSA managed to swoop in and cost him that win, and now Impact has that one up on him!
Jake Mercer: Believe me, despite that this was a needed win for Impact. He needed that push up and beating his brands World Champion before heading into Odyssey and facing Xander Payne is exactly the thing he needs to do. Hats off to Impact for this one though, genius!
(Impact rolls out of the ring and begins to walk up the ramp, budging SOSA as he does so as he looks back with disgust again as SOSA mirrors that expression. Drake is seen sitting on the barricade, he’s slicking back his hair as he shakes his head and quickly pulls himself up and speed walks to the backstage area as that’s the last shot seen as the camera fades out)
(EAW logo buzzes.)