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Dynasty 9/11/20

Voice Over: (off-camera) We will never forget the men and women who lost their lives on 9/11. We here at Elite Answers Wrestling extend our unyielding gratitude to the first responders, as well as our deepest condolences to all those who lost family, friends, and loved ones in the unspeakable tragedy.

(There is a moment of silence in remembrance of 9/11.)

(EAW intro plays.)

(As usual, a highlight video of last week’s episode begins to play.)

(Brand Supremacy seemed to be the theme of the night as Showdown and Voltage made their presence felt in the midst of all the amazing Dynasty matches! Khamsin defeated Franko Betoli and Nicholas Granger in triple threat action. The PURE Champion, Dray Fontana, would submit Mason Massacre during their match. After the match, the Voltage Brand Warfare team members would hit the ring and absolutely destroy Massacre. They would end any chance he would have of competing at Territorial Invasion, and as a result, Khamsin is given the call for Dynasty come Territorial Invasion! Territorial Invasion opponents, Nina Bravo and Veena Adams, teamed up against Diamante Delgado and Joy Jackson in what was a winning effort. Veena would tag herself in and take the win from Nina. The EAW Unified Tag Team Champions, The Grand Athletes, defeated Komatsu Ogawa and MITSUBACHI. Macias would pin Ogawa. Chris Elite defeated newcomer Wardell in a hard fought contest. SEBAS would show up and interrupt the match between Andre Walker and Andrea Valentine. He would clothesline both of them and get the match thrown out. Afterwards, Andrea would plant the EAW World Heavyweight Champion, The Visual Prophet, into the mat with ‘Love Haze’. Despite fuckery ensuing, the team of Impact and the EAW Specialists Champion, Sarah Price, managed to defeat Sarah’s stablemates, Harper Lee and Sierra Bradford. Sarah would pin Sierra, much to the disdain of Impact and his fellow Liquid Swordz member, Mr. DEDEDE. The final match of the night saw the Universal Women’s Champion, Serena Bennett, defeat the extremely talented Jalyn Garcia. To end Dynasty, all nine participants for this year’s War Games match met in the ring. To no one’s shock, the segment erupted in a brawl with Sarah having to save her teammates so that Dynasty would stand tall.)

(The video fades out and Dynasty’s theme song is heard blasting through the Performance Center. The socially distanced crowd is hyped as the camera gets a shot of them before cutting to Stew-O, Flannery McCoy, and Jake Mercer.)

Stew-O: Welcome everyone Friday Night Dynasty!!!

Jake Mercer: :blessed: Yes! We are two weeks away from Territorial Invasion and tensions continue to rise! Last week on Voltage, things absolutely exploded in a huge tri-brand brawl featuring War Games participants, Brand Warfare participants, and the two women who are looking to go to war over the Universal Women’s Championship! I absolutely can not wait to see the fallout!

Flannery McCoy: Some good news? We don’t have to wait for long! The Liquid Swordz are kicking us off tonight!

(“Value” by A$AP Ferg begins to play much to the delight of the crowd. Love him or hate him, Mr. DEDEDE gets people hyped up and has the ability to command a crowd like no other. You can’t help but hang on his every word. He’s also pretty kewt.)

Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… PLEASE WELCOME THE LIQUID SWORDZ!!!!

(Mr. DEDEDE and Impact step on the stage and like always, neither man lacks confidence. Both are dressed in ring gear because they’re in action later on tonight against The Grand Athletes.)

Stew-O: It’s no secret that Mr. DEDEDE and Impact have not been getting along with their War Games Captain, Sarah Price. There was a spark of hope for the three at the conclusion of our program last week, but I’m curious to hear Mr. DEDEDE and Impact’s thoughts on what happened on Voltage.

Jake Merecer: :mjlol: Indeed. Just when it seemed like Dynasty would have some kind of psychological advantage over Voltage due to Drake King’s fragile mental state, Malcolm Jones and Darcy May Morgan reeled their teammate back in and all three appear to be on the same page now.

Flannery McCoy: War Games is definitely shaping up to be one hell of a match, guys, and I just really hope that The Liquid Swordz can put their egos aside and work with Sarah to bring the win home for Dynasty.

Stew-O: :wow: The last time Mr. DEDEDE competed in War Games for Dynasty, he did indeed help bring the victory home to the red brand.

(Mr. DEDEDE and Impact are in the ring now and both Hall of Famers have been given microphones. It’s quite the sight to see the two of them standing side by side once again, but it’s a welcome one. Impact all but foreshadowed this just a few months ago, and the two legends look at one another and grin. Mr. DEDEDE rakes a hand through his blonde before he begins to speak.)

Mr. DEDEDE: I have to say it’s been quite the ride so far. No, seriously. It really has. I’m sure you guys couldn’t possibly put yourselves in Imp’s and my shoes and think about what we have been going through since we were announced as part of Dynasty’s War Games team. We are the two greatest Elitists of all time. We live a life of luxury. We shit gold and wipe our asses with hundred bills and never once do we stop and think twice about this. We don’t have too. We worked for our wealth, continue to work for it, and deserve every last bit of it. But apparently, we’re wrong. Apparently, we shouldn’t flaunt our status and live the lives we do. We should be humble and considerate of others, and think about those people who are less fortunate than we are :mjpls:

Impact: Extremely generic flavor of the month whose entire clout stems from the fact that she has a vagina and feeling special because of it energy. I’m just saying.

Mr. DEDEDE: Sarah Price is certainly an anomaly in this business. The vast majority of Elitists would jump at the chance to rub elbows with Impact and myself and live the good life. We went above and beyond to treat this girl to a nice dinner, to show her what it’s like to be a member of our world. We offered to carry her to what would arguably be the biggest win of her career come War Games, pretty much cementing her as the next greatest thing when it comes to women’s wrestling. We all but handed over the keys to the castle, and for whatever reason, it wasn’t good enough.

Impact: The insolent little troglodyte that is Sarah Price spit in the face of our generosity and seems content to do things her way. That’s all fine and good, but when her incompetence ultimately costs us a victory in War Games because she wants to do things her way, there will be repercussions for those actions.

Mr. DEDEDE: By now, everyone knows how I operate. You either fall in line with what Gawd wants, or you suffer the consequences. 🤷‍♂️

Impact: It’s not a hard concept to get but it doesn’t surprise me that a thick-headed, self-absorbed, self-righteous person like Sarah Price doesn’t really grasp what she’s basically been gifted. Now Ryan, you talked about Disney Princess Programming earlier this week…

Mr. DEDEDE: Yes, yes. The respect females dichotomy that all females and some males are spewing these days, nevermind that’s a two-dimensional thought process but I digress. This is not about me getting on my soapbox right now :wow:

Impact: Sarah believes that the olive branch we attempted to extend to her the other week was meant to degrade her and belittle her, and that’s what’s wrong with the thought process of Elitists today. They don’t understand how to accept acts of kindness from their superiors and walk around with an unnecessary chip on their shoulder. They so badly want to be right and refuse to set aside their egos to accept advice or constructive criticism.

Mr. DEDEDE: Absolutely. Now last week on Dynasty, Sarah did step up. Neither Impact nor myself will deny that. It was cool to see a young talent rise to the occasion in the moment.

Impact: Sure, and I know some people are waiting for us to apologize to our teammate for never really giving her a chance when she definitely showed that she has what it takes to make a difference in War Games. Granted, making a glorified mental challenged virgin freeze in his tracks and hide under the ring isn’t exactly showing anyone you have real talent, but it did work. Drake King proved to be the pussy I’ve always thought him to be, and kudos to Sarah for exposing him on national television. So I guess, it’s only fitting to direct this at Sarah now. Sarah. We’re sorry. We never should have doubted your ability to step up to the plate when it mattered the most.

(Mr. DEDEDE and Impact look at one another and then start laughing. They are not the type of men to ever apologize for anything, and they’re not about to start now. However, they do turn serious.)

Mr. DEDEDE: Yeah, nah. We’re not apologizing for having our doubts about the so-called captain of Team Dynasty. It was neat to see her reduce Drake King to a quivering mess of a man, but whatever jubilation the two of us felt towards that was quickly erased on Voltage. Drake bodied Sarah, all but decapitating her, and showing Impact and myself that there is a lot to be desired when it comes to her. That being said, not all hope is lost. The two of us have come to an agreement that she does have some use, despite there being a long way to go towards her development when it comes to being a competent Elitist. We are still willing to work with her and guide her to this win at Territorial Invasion, BUT…

Impact: Yes, there is a but.

Mr. DEDEDE: She’s going to have to come to the realization that she needs to listen to the two of us. It’s clear that the three of us can work together to bring a victory home, but there needs to be give and take on both sides. The Liquid Swordz have already given Sarah the world, she just needs to take it, fall in line, and do what we tell her to do.

(At that moment, “Land of the Innocent” by Feathers begins to play. The crowd erupts for the appearance of the Specialists Champion, Sarah Price, and she has a determined look on her face as she walks down to the ring. She calmly gets into the ring and calls for a spare microphone, and once it’s in her hands, she calls for her music to cut.)

Sarah Price: Retirement home energy is real tonight. I’m really sick of the two of you constantly talking down to me. There is no other way for me to feel when it comes to your so-called generosity because I know your sentiments are not sincere and you are just trying to show everyone just how far away from your superficial and awful world that I am. I have never cared about material things or trinkets. The two women you two have chosen to spend your time with are the type that care about that crap. If you want to take people across town on a private jet or treat them to overpriced dinners at snobby restaurants then go home to your significant others and do those things for them. I can’t be bought and you will never succeed in making me feel like I am less than.

Impact: I see Mary Sue has once again come out on her high horse. Why are yo-

(Sarah immediately cuts Impact off.)

Sarah Price: You’ve had your opportunity to speak. Now, it’s my turn. I was trusted to lead Dynasty to victory at War Games and as I have said on numerous occasions that is a responsibility I take very seriously. I have done my best to try and get along with the two of you, but neither of you will give me a chance. I have proven myself inside the ring so many times and this Specialists Championship is proof of that.

(Sarah holds up her title and smiles, before placing it back across her shoulder.)

Sarah Price: The very woman I defeated for this belt is someone who is going to stand on the opposite side of the ring from me at War Games. Drake might have taken me out on Voltage, but that doesn’t mean he is going to get the last laugh. I know I have what it takes to bring Drake to his knees, kick his head off, and put his shoulders to the mat. I have something neither of you do, and that’s a win over Malcolm Jones. And sure, perhaps you two know Team Showdown better than I do, but that doesn’t mean you don’t need me. In order to win War Games and bring Dynasty the win, we all have to work together. The three of us.

Impact: What you are failing to get through your thick-head is that we are AGREEING to work with you, you dense fucking bitch. I’m not sure how much more we have to dumb our respective vocabularies down in order for you to understand that.

Mr. DEDEDE: We’re just informing you that you are going to do things our way going forward and accept the fact that we are going to make the right decisions for you.

(Sarah folds her arms across her chest and gives both Impact and Mr. DEDEDE a look of pure defiance.)

Sarah Price: So what you’re telling me is that despite the fact I’m Captain, I’m being expected to follow behind you. Not a chance.

Mr. DEDEDE: Well here’s the thing, Sarah. You can consider yourself stripped of the title of ‘captain.’ I’m done being nice and playing bullshit back and forth kid games with you. I have two teenagers at home who fuck around less than you do, but that just goes to show you how people react to true leadership. You have never once had anyone to guide you or show you how to fucking act and respond to people who quite frankly, have the ability to control the narrative whether you like it or not. I know you’ve had some fun going back and forth with Imp and myself, but we’re done with all that. We’re done tolerating your disrespectful attitude towards the two of us, and we are done with listening to your corny jokes. Your insolence and attitude is not going to be tolerated going forward. Do I make myself clear?

Sarah Price: If I refuse?

Mr. DEDEDE: Then you’re off the team.

Sarah Price: Excuse me?? StarrStan personally selected me to lead the te-

Mr. DEDEDE: I don’t give a damn who selected you to be a member of the team. I am the Chairman of Elite Answers Wrestling, and I will forever control the narrative. You have one week to get your act together, get your head on straight, and fall in line BEHIND Impact and myself, or else I’m not just kicking you off the War Games team. I’m straight up firing you and ending your career here in Elite Answers Wrestling. How does that sound?

(Sarah opens her mouth to reply, but no words come out. She is honestly speechless at the moment, and has no idea what to say. Mr. DEDEDE lowers his own microphone and judging from the look in his eyes, he means every single word that he has just said. Impact looks pleased, his dislike of Sarah Price and everything she stands for has never been hidden. “Value” by A$AP Ferg begins to play and Mr. DEDEDE and Impact waste no time leaving the ring. They don’t even give Sarah a second look, keeping their backs turned, as they make their way up the ramp. The camera takes another shot of Sarah, and all the color has drained from her face.)

(Dynasty fades to commercial break.)

(A commercial for “How To Be A Insensitive Bozo” is shown starring Lucas Johnson)

(Dynasty fades to the performance center, where Stephie Love is standing in the middle of the ring.)

Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen… The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!

(‘Cursed’ by Klaxy Beats begins to play, and after a few moments Wardell Withaker slowly begins making his way out to the stage. He slowly looks around at the performance center, analyzing the crowd without showing much expression, before finally beginning to walk down the ramp for his second match in EAW.)

Stephie Love: Introducing first… From Bristol, United Kingdom… Weighing in at 178 pounds…. WAAARRRDEELLLLLLLL WWWIIIIITTTHHAAAKKERR!!!!!

Stew-O: Wardell Withaker, I’ll admit I’m not entirely sure what to think of this man yet. He’s very interesting to say the least, and we do know that he has potential after his bout with Chris Elite, even if he didn’t come out successful in that match. I’m sure Wardell doesn’t want to suffer yet another loss this week, so he’s gonna have to step up his game to avoid facing the same result.

Flannery McCoy: To be fair, Chris Elite is Chris Elite. That was a pretty high level opponent for Wardell to have faced in his debut match, but tonight he’s facing someone I think he’ll actually be ready for. 

Jake Mercer: Wardell reminds me of someone…

Stew-O: A comic book character perhaps? 

Jake Mercer: Nah. I remember seeing someone that looked like him back in the Gotham Wrestling Alliance.

Flannery McCoy: :skip: anyways, let’s just get Wardell’s opponent out here already. 

(‘Chicken Noodle Soup’ by Dreezy hits, and the socially distanced crowd gives Diamente Delgado a mixed reaction as she makes her way out to the stage. She stares down Wardell who is in the ring, before finally making her way down the ramp herself, making her way to the ring.)

Stephie Love: And his opponent… From La Perla, Puerto Rico… Weighing in at 115 pounds….. DIAMENTEEEEEEEE DEELLLLGGAAAAADDOOOOO!!!!!

Stew-O: Both Wardell and Diamente are fairly new to the Dynasty brand and EAW as a whole, and it seems that both Elitists for a bit have struggled to really make a mark in their first few matches and Wardell’s debut one, but hopefully this match can help one of these two Elitists get back on track. 

Flannery McCoy: I’m not going to write Diamente off before this even gets going, but she hasn’t really been too impressive as of late either. She really needs to make a change tonight, otherwise she’s going to lose once again. Wardell had a good performance against Chris Elite, so she needs to be careful. 

Jake Mercer: You’re absolutely right. This is not the El Diamente I remember from the Puerto Rican Wrestling Federation.

(Ding! Ding! Ding!) 

Stew-O: And this match is underway! Diamente immediately goes towards Wardell and begins to lock up, and she manages to get Wardell in a headlock and attempts to tighten the hold- BUT WARDELL SWEEPS HER LEG, DROPPING HER FACE FIRST ONTO THE MAT! Wardell now attempting to lock in a grounded headlock on Diamente, AND THERE’S A HUGE ELBOW SHOT BY WARDELL AS HE HOLDS HER IN THE HEADLOCK! Quick start by these two, and now Diamente manages to push Wardell off of her!

Flannery McCoy: Wardell manages to hit a clothesline, but Diamente ducks under it before attempting to hit Wardell with a german suplex! Wardell hits a back elbow to Diamente’s head to stop it from connecting, BUT DIAMENTE NOW HITS WARDELL WITH A HUGE BICYCLE KICK IN RETURN! I don’t think Wardell expected a move like that so early on, and now Diamente connects with the german suplex, and this time she’s going for the pin to follow it up, looking for a quick win over Wardell!

ONE!

Jake Mercer: Wardell kicks out very fast! It didn’t take very long for him to kick out either, but now Diamente is quick to capitalize as she puts Wardell in a rear chinlock! Wardell is quick to get to his feet and now Diamente transitions into a standing headlock, but Wardell quickly runs into the ropes, forcing Diamente to bounce off of them! WARDELL WITH A SPEAR AS DIAMENTE REBOUNDED OFF OF THE OPPOSITE PAIR OF THE ROPES! WARDELL NOW ON TOP OF DIAMENTE, AND NOW HE LAYS INTO HER WITH MULTIPLE STRIKES TO THE FACE- AND DIAMENTE FINALLY MANAGES TO PUSH HIM OFF!

Stew-O: Diamente gets back to her feet as Wardell goes back towards her- BUT DIAMENTE GRABS WARDELL BY THE LEG AND ATTEMPTS TO LOCK IN AN ANKLE LOCK, BUT WARDELL QUICKLY MANAGES TO KICK HER HANDS OFF OF HIM BEFORE SHE COULD FULLY GET IT IN! Both Elitists once again getting back up- BUT DIAMENTE IMMEDIATELY CHARGES IN AND SENDS WARDELL OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH A CLOTHESLINE! Wardell just fell out to ringside, and now Diamente is following him behind!

Flannery McCoy: Diamente is picking up Wardell, AND SHE ATTEMPTS TO SLAM HIS FACE INTO THE PLEXIGLASS- BUT WARDELL ISN’T HAVING IT AS HE STOPS HIMSELF BEFORE GRABBING DIAMENTE, AND SLAMMING HER FACE INTO IT INSTEAD! Wardell grabbing Diamente from behind now, AND HE THROWS HER INTO THE RING POST! Diamente is in trouble right now as Wardell is just being relentless here! Wardell grabs Diamente once again, and now he attempts to slam her face first into the ring post, BUT DIAMENTE LANDS A KICK TO THE MIDSECTION!

Jake Mercer: Diamente grabs Wardell now, and he’s the one that’s slammed into the ring apron! Diamente rolling Wardell back into the ring, and now she climbs up to the top rope- BUT WARDELL MANAGES TO GET BACK UP AND PUSH HER FEET OUT FROM UNDER HER! Wardell is climbing up top now, and it looks like he’s trying to set up for a superplex, but Diamente now begins punching away at Wardell’s midsection! Wardell has the front facelock in up top- BUT DIAMENTE MANAGES TO PUSH WARDEL OFF THE TOP ROPE! Diamente now getting into position, AND NOW SHE DROPS WARDELL WITH A DIVING- WAIT NO! WARDELL AVOIDED THE DIVING DROPKICK!

Stew-O: AND THERE’S ANOTHER SPEAR!! WARDELL GOES FOR THE COVER THIS TIME, AND THIS ONE MAY ALREADY BE OVER!

ONE! 

TWO-

Stew-O: NO! Diamente manages to get the shoulder up, and this match is still on! Diamente is grabbing onto the ropes and trying to pull herself back to her feet, BUT WARDELL KICKS HER IN THE MIDSECTION, DROPPING HER BACK TO THE MAT! Diamente rolling out to the apron, and now Wardell is trying to pull her back up to her feet- BUT DIAMENTE GRABS WARDELL AND PULLS HIM THROAT FIRST INTO THE TOP ROPE! Diamente now going for a- NO! FOREARM BY WARDELL, AND NOW HE PULLS HER THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE BEFORE LIFTING HER UP, DROPPING HER WITH A SUPLEX!

Flannery McCoy: I don’t think Wardell is finished there! He is rolling back up to his feet, all the while he still has a hold on Diamente! Wardell lifts Diamente up for another suplex- BUT DIAMENTE HITS WARDELL WITH A KNEE TO THE HEAD! Diamante gets back to her feet, AND SHE HITS WARDELL WITH A KI-  NO! WARDELL CATCHES HER FOOT! STEP UP ENZUIGIRI BY DIAMENTE THOUGH! This match has been pretty back and forth, BUT NOW DIAMENTE LOOKS TO END IT AS SHE GOES FOR THE MODIFIED NECKBREAKER-

Jake Mercer: DOESN’T CONNECT! WARDELL PUSHES DIAMENTE OFF OF HIM BEFORE RUNNING THE ROPES, AND THERE IT IS!! TAKE OFF!!!! Wardell just nailed Diamente with the running knee, she’s gotta be out after that one! Wardell pulling her away from the ropes before going for the cover, and I think this is it! Wardell walks away with the win!

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE-

Jake Mercer: DIAMENTE GETS THE SHOULDER UP! Wow! I actually didn’t expect that one, I thought Wardell had it won there!

Stew-O: Well, this match isn’t over yet it looks like, so Wardell needs to make sure Diamente doesn’t find a way to get back into this! Wardell pulling Diamente back up, AND HE PUTS HER IN A STANDING GUILLOTINE CHOKE! DIAMENTE IS STILL HURT FROM THAY RUNNING KNEE, AND NOW WARDELL IS TRYING TO CHOKE HER OUT WITH THE GUILLOTINE CHOKE! At this point he might be successful too, there’s no way Diamente has enough in her to fight out of it after what just happened! This match looks like it’s about to reach it’s closing moments very shortly, I don’t think I see Diamente getting out of this submission right now!

Flannery McCoy: Diamente is desperately trying though! She’s trying to hit Wardell, but the way Wardell

has the submission applied, I don’t think she can really see where she’s hitting! None of her punches are actually connecting, and at this point it’s only a matter of time until she taps out or is forced to pass out! This has been an impressive showing by Wardell, and I think this is about to end in his first win as Diamente looks like she’s beginning to fade! She’s not fighting as much as she was before, it looks like the submission was too much for her! The referee is checking up on her to see if she is still awake, and-

Jake Mercer: MODIFIED NECKBREAKER! DIAMENTE MANAGED TO GRAB WARDELL AND CONNECT WITH THE MODIFIED NECKBREAKER THIS TIME! BOTH ELITISTS ARE DOWN, BUT NOW DIAMENTE PUTS AN ARM OVER WARDELL! IT LOOKS LIKE DIAMENTE HAS MANAGED TO GET OUT THE SUBMISSION, AND NOT ONLY THAT BUT SHE’S FOUND A WAY TO FINISH THE MATCH!

ONE!

TWO!!

THRE-

Jake Mercer: WAIT A MINUTE!! NO WAY, HOW!?!? WARDELL KICKS OUT!!! HOW DID WARDELL KICK OUT!? Look at the look on Diamente’s face, she can’t believe it! Wardell is still somehow in this match!

Stew-O: Diamente now pulling Wardell further from the ropes than before, AND NOW SHE ATTEMPTS TO LOCK IN THE FUJIWARA ARMBAR- BUT WARDELL QUICKLY TURNS AROUND AND HITS DIAMENTE WITH A PUNCH SQUARE IN THE FACE! Diamente rolls off of Wardell, and that gives Wardell the time he needs to make an attempt to get back to his feet! Wardell has been in control for a lot of this match, but right now the tables have turned and it’s Diamente that’s gotten the upper hand!

Flannery McCoy: Wardell has used the turnbuckles to pull himself up, AND DIAMENTE CHARGES TOWARDS HIM- JUST TO RECEIVE A BACK ELBOW! WARDELL CHARGES TOWARDS DIAMENTE, BUT DIAMENTE HITS A SPINNING KICK TO THE MIDSECTION! Diamente now with the irish whip to the ropes, BUT WARDELL RESPONDS WITH A HUGE CLOTHESLINE, TURNING DIAMENTE INSIDE OUT! Wardell backing into the ropes before grabbing onto them to pull himself up, and it looks like he might be setting up for yet another big move! I think we might be approaching the end of this match very soon, things aren’t looking good for Diamente who’s just now starting to get to all fours!

Jake Mercer: GN KICK!!!! WARDELL WITH A HUGE RUNNING PUNT KICK TO THE SIDE OF DIAMENTE’S HEAD, SHE’S GOTTA BE OUT! There’s no way Diamente can continue, the referee needs to just ring the bell now and stop this! 

Stew-O: I don’t think Wardell is finished with Diamente yet though… He is looking down at Diamente who still looks lifeless, and he isn’t even going for the cover! A kick like that should be enough to put an end to this match, what is he thinking!?

Flannery McCoy: I don’t know, but it looks like he’s picking Diamente up while in a front facelock! I think this is gonna put the finishing touches on this match, there’s no way she’ll be able to fight after that punt kick! WAIT, THERE IT IS! WITHAKER BAM!!!! THE FRONT FLIP DDT CONNECTS ONTO DIAMENTE, AND NOW WARDELL LOCKS IN THE VOID!!!  THAT KOJI CLUTCH SUBMISSION IS IN ON DIAMENTE , AND THERE’S NO WAY SHE SHOULD BE ABLE TO LAST AFTER THAT! YEP, THAT’S IT! RING THE BELL, DIAMENTE IS TAPPING!

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

Stephie Love: Here is your winner….. WAAARDDEELLLLL WWIIIIITTTHHAAAKKERRR!!!!!

Stew-O: And that’s it! Wardell Withaker with his first victory in EAW, and what a performance that was by him tonight! I don’t know too much about this guy, but if he keeps this up I do know that he can become a huge threat around here. He may have been unsuccessful in his debut match, but tonight he’s proven that he can be a huge name on Dynasty.

Flannery McCoy: As for Diamente, she’s gonna have to work a bit harder going forward. Tonight didn’t go her way, but she still has time to change things around, hopefully. 

Jake Mercer: Congratulations to Wardell Withaker! I swear, he looks so familiar.. I’mma have to go back and look at the GWA roster one more time.

Flannery McCoy: There’s no way that’s a real place.

(‘Cursed’ begins to play once again, but Wardell Withaker doesn’t bother having his hand raised by the referee, or even celebrating his victory. He simply looks down at Diamente, and shakes his head before slowly exiting the ring, and walking up the ramp, as if he was unimpressed with his opponent tonight. As the camera pans over to an unconscious Diamente still in the middle of the ring, Dynasty begins to fade away from the performance center.)

(A commercial for Self Defense 101 starring Showdown roster member, Ronan Malosi)

(Dynasty’s broadcast transitions to an off-site location where Dynasty’s Brand Warfare Team are positioned in a semi-circle seating arrangement in an office for their next therapy session. The camera takes a moment to pan across the agitated faces of the Brand Warfare Team, taking a moment to hold on Chris Elite and Charlie Marr, who Dr. Parker has forced to sit next to each other.)

Dr. Parker: Thank you gentlemen for joining me for our second session. 😀 Now, my plans for the day are to put the five (5) in a little team building exercise that StarrStan told me I’d be paid extra for.

Chris Elite: :dahell:

Dr. Parker: But nevermind the money! If I can get you all on the same page before the day is over, then I will consider myself a highly accomplished psychotherapist. :wow:

Charlie Marr: Well…if *someone* wasn’t such a hard-headed moron and would just agree that I am THE captain and accept me as his leader…THEN maybe we would be on the same page by now.

Chris Elite: Be a man and start saying names, I’m right next to you, beloved. Why the hell should I accept you as my captain at all? Hell, why should any of us accept you? Why would we want a man who got his manhood taken away from him at Pain for Pride to be captain?

Charlie Marr: Touche, Chris! I see all those promo classes have done wonders for you. You make up a great point, but answer me this: why would we want a man who has barely secured just two meaningless victories this season to be captain? 

Dr. Parker: Alright. That’s enough. This is exactly why we are here now, gentlemen, because of statements like those. Don’t you think your teammates are tired of hearing these same arguments over and over again? 

Chris Elite: Imagine how tired I am after having to put up with this bozo week after week. :respek:

Dr. Parker: Now, Chris. There’s no “I” in team! 

Chris Elite: Maybe not, but there’s two “I” in “Chris Elite.” :pacspit:

Dr. Parker: (He smiles sweetly.) The team is made up of more than just the two of you. Don’t you think any one of your partners would make a great captain? You have a former Pure Champ–

(The sound of cracking knuckles fills the room.)

Xander Payne: Don’t. Finish. That sentence. 

Dr. Parker: Hm. Sounds like there might be some residual hostility there, Xander. Tell me how you’re feeling.

Xander Payne: Of course there’s some hostility. I should have never lost my Pure Championship, and that’s a hill I’m willing to die on. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do to win my title back–teaming with these idiots might be at the very bottom of my list, but if I have to do it in hopes of getting another opportunity to take my belt back, then I will.

Charlie Marr: Maybe if you spent as much time in the gym as you do reading a thesaurus, you’d still be champ.

Chris Elite: :mjlol: 

Xander Payne: Oh that’s really funny. Hilarious, Charlie. You’re a genius. You know, it’s funny, there’s something about you that reminds me a heck of a lot of Drake King. Except, everybody’s talking about Drake, and nobody is talking about Charlie Marr. What’s that about?

MITSUBACHI: :skip: And you guys are the veterans in this business? The men I should be learning from, looking up to, taking notes on? How one of you ever made it in the Hall of Fame without ever learning to cooperate is hard to believe. Look at team Voltage, how tight they are. That should be US. They did what they had to do, set their differences aside, and…bonded. For the sake of their brand, for the sake of winning this match! We are so at odds with one another, one of our teammates got taken out and had to be replaced.

Chris Elite: Yes, and who’s the one who was able to bring said replacement on board? That’d be me, thank you very much, not your supposed “captain” who’s failed miserably at keeping his team together. Look bro, Charlie over here doesn’t have the stain that I do in this company. All I had to do was shoot Khamsin a text, ask him to do me a quick favor, and boom, he was jumping at the opportunity to work with Chris Elite.

Khamsin: He’s not lying. All it took was a simple text, and here I am, gifted with an amazing opportunity so early into my career. I’ve been looking for my chance, something to help me stand out. What better way then the Brand Warfare match? If you asked me, I’d tell you that my name should already be well-established, Mason should have never had the opportunity in the first place, I should have been chosen weeks ago. But I digress. By the time Territorial Invasion is over, Khamsin will be a household name. 

(Chris Elite smiles smugly, mostly to himself, and crosses his arms over his chest.)

Chris Elite: See?? I knew I made the right choice. That’s the type of confidence we need in this match, not some “I don’t know if I can do it” type of bozo, shittin’ me. Happy to have you on board, Khamsin.

Dr. Parker: //media.giphy.com/media/kd9BlRovbPOykLBMqX/giphy.gif

Charlie Marr: :krabs:

Dr. Parker: THAT! That right there, there it is! A light in the dark! A step in the right direction!

Chris Elite: :skip: What I do?

Dr. Parker: A compliment! You gave your teammate a compliment! Positive reinforcement! Encouragement! Appreciation for one another! Could have done without the insult to Mason, but baby steps are still progress!

Xander Payne: What on earth are you babbling about?

Dr. Parker: Gentlemen, I think at the heart of the issue lies an overabundance of self-confidence. And while having confidence would be a lot more useful in other circumstances, that overwhelming confidence is ultimately what will serve as the biggest downfall to this team. To give it to you straight…you guys are all a bunch of egomaniacs. I’m sure all five (5) of you–especially you two, Christopher and Charlie–think you don’t need each other. Your self-assurance makes you all believe that you can win this TEAM-BASED MATCH all by yourselves. And that’s the wrong way to see this match! At some point, you guys have to realize this is a match where you need a solid team to rely on. Now, I’m not much of an EAW historian or anything, but you guys all seem like some very capable and talented Elitists who have gotten the job handled on your lonesomes on more than one occasion. Imagine what you guys could do if you were to stick your heads together and cooperate! 

Mitsubachi: :notbad: He makes a great point–

(Suddenly, Komatsu Ogawa bursts through the door to Dr. Parker’s office, much to the confusion of everyone in the room.)

Komatsu Ogawa: Hey guys! Sorry I’m late. I had some personal issues I had to take care of just before our session was scheduled to start–everything’s fine, don’t worry, I hate to be late, but at least I’m here. Fill me in. What have I missed?

(As he explains his absence and asks for an update, he grabs a space chair and squeezes himself in between Mitsubashi and Charlie Marr.)

Team Dynasty & Dr. Parker:  :dahell:

Chris Elite: You’re not even on this team, bozo, fuck are you doing here? More importantly, how did you even find us?!?

Komatsu Ogawa: Simple. Almost too simple, actually. I saw a tweet from MITSUBACHI talking about his next therapy session with the team today, he had his location services turned on, and the GPS led me straight to this location. I’m a huge fan of MITSUBACHI, you know, I know a lot about him, more than you guys ever could, and about a lot of other things, particularly anything related to Japan and Japanese culture–hey, speaking of which. Fugu is the name for a poisonous blowfish. 

Chris Elite: Bro, what the fuck does that have to do with anything?

Komatsu Ogawa: Well…I’m just saying. The great MITSUBACHI already uses murder hornets regularly. I thought it would be a good idea if you guys were to, like, sneak Fugu into the meals of some of your opponents at Territorial Invasion. It would be particularly helpful to you all right now, considering this is the time of year where they are still considered most poisonous. 😄

Charlie Marr: :skip: !!!!! You mind if I ask you what is your obsession with MITSUBACHI?

Komatsu Ogawa: Well, it’s OBVIOUSLY because he’s from Jap–I mean, uh, he’s a great in ring talent. A stone cold killer, he reminds me of my old favorite wrestler in Japan, his name was Kuziki Kawosoki–

Xander Payne: Man, this is why we can never get anywhere. We can never have our head on straight, not even for five minutes. The doctor was finally making a breakthrough, he made a very good point about how we are all a bunch of egomaniacs. You know? We should be more like Komatsu.

Komatsu Ogawa: 😉㊙

Xander Payne: We should be each *other’s* biggest fans. If we could only work together, we would have the opportunity to be stronger than the other two teams compiled of losers like Myles.

Charlie Marr: Lets not forget idiots like TLA and overrated bums like Raven, Harlow, Jake, and–basically that entire Showdown team.

Chris Elite: Exactly. You look at Team Showdown and Team Voltage, I see nothing but some corny ass bozos with zero chance of every winning. Just look at us, man. Look at who we are, what we accomplished on our own. Besides, Territorial Invasion is only, like, two days with a week of promos, we don’t have to speak to one another again after that and can go right back to calling one another bozos and morons and whatever big word Xander will get off thesaurus.

Komatsu Ogawa: Yes! I love it! You guys can be like five great samurais–MITSUBACHI of course being the head samurai, the Kenin leading his team into war! With his inspiration, I’ll be able to channel the spirit of famous Samurai Toyotomi Hideyoshi for my match with The Visual Prophet! 🙏

Dr. Parker: You, my friend, seem like you need your own session one-on-one later, stick around after and I’ll give you my rates–but yes! You’re absolutely correct! You see, guys?! You five (5) put those minds and skills on the same team and those other folks have no chance in hell at winning! Just like Chris said: you only have to last through Territorial Invasion, then you guys can go right back to insulting one another like nothing happened. Or who knows?! Maybe you’ll all be the best of friends afterwards!

Khamsin: I’m okay with this. I don’t hate the idea of working together and to do what we have to in order to make sure we win–and to also ensure the name Khamsin is known around the world.

Xander Payne: It’s true. I can really put myself back on the map with a win like this. I’ll have my title back in no time.

MITSUBACHI: Who knows? Maybe they’ll be something in store for us if we bring home a win to Dynasty.

Chris Elite: Yeah, because we all know Hannah Montana and the Liquid “Why I Oughta” Swords not gonna do shit to bring some respect to this brand. At least ONE of the teams gotta make Dynasty look good. Why not us? And if we get a reward at the end of it, that’s even more motivation to go hard.

(A slightly disgruntled Charlie slowly turns in his seat to face Chris Elite.)

Charlie Marr: Why do *you* care if this brings you an opportunity or not? It’s not like you need any help. You can always just use your Gawd Contract to get in a match you don’t deserve to be in anyway. 

Dr. Parker: Now, now, gentlemen, let’s not get off track–

Chris Elite: See, that’s the problem with you, Charlie. You’re just a jealous dude. I gotta tell you, that isn’t a good look for a grown ass man. Nor is talking right out your neck like that, you don’t even know what you’re talking about. I earned my Gawd Contract, wasn’t just handed to me. I beat one half of that old folks home of a team to get that title. And I almost make it sound like that was hard for me, I mean, shit, I have like three wins over Impact in our last two bouts. Didn’t you just recently lose to Impact? That’s probably why he’s in the War Games match and not you. I don’t wanna step on your toes, Dr. Parker, but allow me to be the therapist for a minute, okay? Your jealousy towards other grown men isn’t going to get you anywhere, Charlie. Your jealousy towards Malcolm Jones got you rocked so hard you pray before bed now, “pray the Lord my soul to keep” headass. Your jealousy towards Impact about which cac can make the most rap references and seem “hip” is what got you smoked again. I’d be damned if I lose to this “Remix.” I don’t care how hard he tries all of sudden, deep down, it’s still that same old delusional and senile cac. Who are you gonna be jealous of next? Drake King for taking the gimmick you’re supposed to be doing and absolutely running away with it? Damn. Grow a pair, you bozo.

Dr. Parker: Chris, please–

Charlie Marr: You know what YOUR problem is, Chris? The fact you think you are so much better than everyone with nothing to show for it. Big deal, you won at Pain for Pride and I didn’t. How far did that get you, huh? Only ONE of us was named captain and the other one is so salty he has to use some corny piece of paper to make himself feel better. That Pain for Pride win didn’t get you into War Games at all. It only got you to be the last option for my team. Face it. You are played out now, Chris, your only claim to fame is that damn Contract where you force yourself into matches just to lose them. You’ve been wasting that Gawd Contract for years now. Can’t win a title, can’t make any moves. What’s the use? The best thing you’ve done with that shit in months is get someone else a title before you even got yourself one, you clown. Shit like this is exactly why you were my last option.

Xander Payne: Funny how the rest of us all seemed to get along just fine. We were on the same page, but for some reason, the two “Main Eventers” can’t put their differences aside for just two weeks. Way to be locker room leaders, guys. For ten minutes, could the both of you just put an end to this manlier man competition and do something good for the rest of the team?

Chris Elite: Beloved, please shut up. You only agreeing to this because you need this win more than anyone else in the match. Think a count-out victory over Jake Smith means something? :skip: Shittin me. But anyways, back to you, Charlie, if I was really your last choice, who else would you have picked? Ogawa? :mjlol: Bro would just play a human punching bag to protect MITSUBACHI.  

Komatsu Ogawa: Hey! That’s not at all true! I’d be spending my time protecting the next crown jewel of this company! MITSUBACHI is a better leader than the two of you combined! He has the honor of a real Japanese man. He doesn’t even NEED to do any talking, he’s a silent killer. 

Dr. Parker: :lupe:

Charlie Marr: Chris, remind me…what is that overused and corny term you use when people are doing exactly what Ogawa is doing right now? Oh, yeah, I remember now. Ogawa.

Komatsu Ogawa: Yes, Charlie?

Charlie Marr: Stop dick eating.

Komatsu Ogawa: :picard:

Charlie Marr: Chris *would* know what a human punching bag would look like, though, considering that’s what you’ve been most of your career until you decided all of a sudden you were “hood.” 

MITSUBACHI: Y’know…Komatsu’s obsession with me might be weird, but I think he has a point. I personally don’t care who’s the leader at this point but this? This is just childish. Look at you two! Bickering back and forth like kids when you should be leading by example. We all have our own reason for wanting to win, our own purposes for being in this matchup: Chris needs to prove he still got it otherwise, he should retire; Charlie wants to see if he can finally win a big match; Xander needs to get back in the pure title picture; and Khamsin and I want nothing more than to establish names for ourselves as newcomers in the company. None of those things will happen if we aren’t on the same page. So get it together.

Khamsin: The way this is looking, you guys are lucky I said yes to this team. We already established that I should have been the obvious option, but I wasn’t going to let my ego get in the way of this opportunity. You guys shouldn’t either.

(Chris Elite and Charlie Marr turn to one another, still a bit heated from their exchange, Dr. Parker watching their body language intently. Slowly, the tension between them dissipates as each man relaxes their defensive stances.)

Chris Elite: You know what? Fine. 

Charlie Marr: Fine what?

Chris Elite: I’ll be the bigger man. There’s a lot more at stake here than just my ego. I am willing to put my differences aside for two weeks in order to make sure we get the victory at Territorial Invasion. If you are.

(Charlie looks down at his feet, nodding slowly as a slight smile grows across his face.)

Charlie Marr: I’ll be an even bigger man, Chris, and name you co-captain. Anything to get this team to win.

(Charlie offers Chris his hand, which he accepts. The two shake on their agreement as Dr. Parker is seen gushing over the union between both men who, up until now, were perfectly incapable of ever seeing eye to eye.)

Komatsu Ogawa: Ah. This reminds me of when the Super Sentai got back together to defeat evil!!! I would ask you both to reconsider the “co-captain” title–I still say the great Mitsubachi would be an AMAZING captain, perhaps you–

Team Dynasty: STFU, DAMN!

Komatsu Ogawa: 😔

Khamsin: Now that we are FINALLY all on the same page here…allow me to remind you all that the only reason I’m on this team now is because one of our own had been taken out by a member of one of the opposing teams. That man just happens to be on Dynasty with us tonight. 

Chris Elite: :oh:

Khamsin: I guarantee he didn’t come alone, and neither did that weirdo historian SKA.

Xander Payne: Are you suggesting we go get revenge for Mason?

Khamsin: I’m not just suggesting it. I insist that we do it. Tonight is the perfect opportunity. Let’s give them a preview of what happens to anyone who crosses Team Dynasty, and just how much danger they’ll be in when the five of us are…on the same page.

Chris Elite: We see em, we get em!

Charlie Marr: Yeah, what he said. :mjgrin: Let’s go show Terry and them a real random act of violence.

Dr. Parker: Wait a moment–violence? :skip: Hold on, gentlemen. Is there something I missed? I didn’t realize that getting you all to work together would result in–oh, I can’t be held responsible for this, can I?! If this comes back to me in any way, any way at all, I’ll–I could lose my license! :lupe: Please gentlemen, do the right thing out there! :noah:

MITSUBACHI: Don’t worry about that, doc. We certainly will.

Charlie Marr: Thank you, Dr. Parker. You did a great thing here tonight–not only for us, but for EAW.

(Chris Elite throws Dr. Parker two VIP tickets to Territorial Invasion just as he and the rest of the team stand up from their seats, making use of Komatsu Ogawa’s location services information to seek out revenge for their fallen comrade, Mason Massacre.)

(Dynasty’s broadcast fades back into the EAW performance center where an elaborate transformation of the arena to a celebratory party has just finished taking place. A stagehand is seen walking over to the announce table, handing all three commentators a pink party hat, a small goodie bag, and a spinning noisemaker.)

Stew-O: :oh: A goodie bag?! I hope there’s Tootsie rolls inside!

Jake Mercer: :skip: What the fresh hell is going on? How old are we?!

Flannery McCoy: As far as I know, the Visual Prophet is scheduled here tonight to pay tribute to…his favorite female Elitist? But he has so many! And what the hell is going on with all the party themed stuff? :lupe:

Stew-O: Well, considering just how determined he was last week to let Andrea Valentine know that he was her biggest fan, I don’t think it will be too hard to guess who this arrangement may be dedicated to tonight.

Flannery McCoy: …hold on, how on earth can hell be “fresh,” Jake?

Jake Mercer: Nobody said hell was on earth, Flannery. :mjpls:

(Flannery lets out a heavy sigh as the camera pans across the ring setup, the viewing audience catches a glimpse of four easels inside of the ring, all covered in purple, velvet cloth, so as to avoid revealing their contents and spoiling the surprise :wow: We can also see pink, gold, and purple balloons tied to each of the four ring posts as well as matching streamers along the plexiglass barrier lining the ramp.)

(“Don Life” By Big Sean feat. Lil Wayne begins to play just as the broadcast feed cuts back to the stage where the Visual Prophet saunters out with the EAW World Heavyweight Champ-yunship held high in the air, sporting a brand new piece of Visual Prophet merchandise over his ring gear, and a party horn in his mouth. The socially distanced audience roars in approval as Viz flounces down the ramp, up the steel steps, onto the apron–taking a few quick moments to pose and blow on the party horn–and into the ring. Once inside of the ring, he reaches into the top of his unitard and grabs a handful of confetti. He then sprinkles it around the entire ring, all while blowing on his party horn and thrusting his hips. Once he’s had enough gyrating, he quickly grabs himself a microphone and positions himself in the center of the ring, surrounded by four easels shrouded in the luxurious velvet cloth. As the music dies down, Viz raises the microphone to his luscious lips, party horn still held between them.)

Visual Prophet: 🥳🥳🥳 Ladies and gentlemen, ze’s and zir’s, and everything in-between…I welcome you all this evening to a CELEBRATION. A TRIBUTE. A COMMEMORATION for the success and career of my FAVORITE Female EAW Elitist of ALL time–oooohgaasflkjad…

(Viz, now beside himself, can hardly control his body’s natural response to thinking about the greatest female wrestler he’s ever known. His eyes roll to the back of his head just as a shiver crawls up his spine, hips gyrating involuntarily. Licking his lips, he takes the necessary steps to recollect his composure and redirect his thoughts before speaking again.)

Visual Prophet: Chris Elite promoing…Chris Elite promoing…aaaaaand, we’re back. Whew. That was a close one. I almost got lost deep in my thoughts after spending too much time focusing on the beautiful work of art we’re gathered here to celebrate this evening. Apologies, friends, but before we get started, allow me to let you all know EXACTLY who we’ve gathered to honor here this evening–

(Viz throws both his WHC title belt and microphone to the ground before tearing his shirt open with a great force–revealing an Andrea Valentine shirt underneath. He tears off the remnants of his Visual Prophet shirt, then pats his Andrea shirt down, smiling at his pecs which he flexes, making Andrea’s beautiful face dance as the camera gets a close up.)

Flannery McCoy: ANDREA! :blessed:

Stew-O: Gee, who could have guessed it?

Jake Mercer: For the life of me, I don’t understand what it is about that woman that gets everyone so riled up. :respek:

(Viz leans down to pick his microphone and champ-yunship back up.)

Visual Prophet: CORRECT! YES! ANDREA VALENTINE! This should come as absolutely NO surprise to anyone! Andrea Valentine is by far the most beautiful, most talented, most celebrated EAW female Elitist OF ALL TIME. And she deserves all of the praise I’ve been giving her lately and MORE, far more than whatever these other grisly bimbos stalking the halls of the EAW locker room. My baby Serena? Pfffffft, can hardly hold a candle to Andrea Valentine, Andrea MADE Serena who she was! Kassidy Heart? Her hair isn’t even the correct shade of blonde, how could she ever measure up to Andrea?! Raven Roberts? That bitch is infertile! Andrea can at LEAST reproduce–I can’t wait for the day I get to live in a world where more of Andrea Valentine’s impeccable genes are being passed through generations. 😍 But still, as in love as I am with the idea of Andrea being the mother of my mulatto, yellow babies, even as impeccable as she is, there is still so much more to be done when it comes to building Andrea into the mother of my future children. It’s gonna happen, I know it. I already seent it. I prophesied it. All I need to do is make sure her self-confidence is where it needs to be in order for her to succeed. I only have your best interests in mind, boo. That’s the whole point of this celebration, after all!

(Viz turns around and approaches the first of the four easels, grabbing hold of the velvet purple cloth which takes a great amount of force for him to pull off. Underneath, he reveals a photo of Andrea Valentine with the EAW Openweight Championship. Viz blows wildly on his party horn as confetti shoots out of the turnbuckle corners.)

Visual Prophet: Oh, Andrea…it’s almost a shame that the Openweight Championship had been retired before you ever received an opportunity to make something of that belt. :ohlawd: But hey! At least you made your mark somehow, right, when YOU lost the title to the unreliable, inconsistent, unstable, uninspired, Next-Up-In-2018-but-could-barely-make-it-out-of-2017, Lars Grier, and put your reign down in the books right next to the VERY first time in EAW History that an Openweight Champion was unable to SUCCESSFULLY retain their belt! Amazing! Incredible! History making, record setting, legendary queen! :whew:

(Viz takes one last admiring look at Andrea holding the Openweight Championship before turning to tear the velvet off of another portrait of Andrea; this time, she’s holding the EAW Specialists Championship. He wipes a fake tear from his eye.)

Visual Prophet: :mjcry: This one hits close to home. I remembered her first reign, vividly–not like I’d have a hard time doing so at all being that it was so short, but I remember when the current Universal Women’s Champion snatched that belt out Andrea’s hands faster than it takes for me to nut all up in that tight ass pussy. A remarkable match. I’m lucky enough to be able to say that I saw it happen, live, with my own two eyes. 👁👁 What’s even MORE remarkable is that I was able to see Andrea Valentine become a two-time Specialists Champion within the same year–only after being outshined by Serena Bennett not once, not twice, but THREE TIMES! :whew:

(Viz turns to his other side, revealing the portrait that’s been concealed under the third sheet of purple velvet: a photo of Andrea Valentine as the EAW Champion.)

Visual Prophet: Mmmm. See, this right here? Ye. This the one. This the championship reign that made Andrea into the bona fide star that she is today–to think that for once, it was a title that made an Elitist and not the other way around. Yet ANOTHER first for our white nubian queen! It must be so hard to feel like the prestige and the history of the championship you’re holding outweighs you entirely, that you aren’t worthy to share the experiences of all the legendary champions that came before you. Couldn’t be me, though. I’m the man that makes the EAW World Heavyweight Champ-yun ship the reputable title it is right now. And that’s why you want it so bad, huh, lovebug? I know you ain’t even a heavyweight, despite that heavily weighted burden you carry over your shoulders that’s got you dragging your feet these days–but weight don’t matter, baby, not to Big Daddy V, I like ‘em all shapes and all sizes. Weight, height, shoe size, skin color, hair color, discharge color, nothing, and I mean NOTHING should EVER stop you from chasing your dreams, Andrea! It’s up to YOU to make YOUR DREAMS of taking my World Heavyweight Title a REALITY! It’s right in front of you, Andrea. Take it. Grab it. Manifest it. I can see it–can’t you?

(Viz maneuvers himself to the last of the four easels, the performance center audience sits on the edges of their socially distanced seats as they await the final reveal, uncertain of what it could possibly be.)



(Viz then rips the velvet covering off of the final easel, the performance center audience reacting wildly as the camera zooms in on a poorly photoshopped portrait of Andrea Valentine holding the EAW World Heavyweight Championship, with Viz shown kneeling at her feet.)

Visual Prophet: :troll: !!!

(Viz begins to blow on his party horn again and more confetti spurts out from the ring posts. He begins to gyrate inside of the ring as celebratory EDM music begins to play throughout the PA system speakers.)

Jake Mercer: :skip: !! What the–that’s–what, you mean to tell me Viz intends on handing his EAW World Heavyweight Championship over to Andrea at Territorial Invasion?! Guise, help me make sense of this.

Flannery McCoy: I wish I could, but I’m just as confused as you are, Jake. What the hell point is Viz trying to make here tonight?

Stew-O: Isn’t it clear, Flan? Disguised as an attempt at “celebrating” and “encouraging” Andrea, Viz is out here trying his damndest to embarrass her and discourage her completely from thinking she has a shot at the World Heavyweight Title.

Jake Mercer: It’s kind of ingenious when you think about it. 🥺

(The EDM music eventually comes to a halt as Viz continues to toss more confetti from his unitard. He eventually calms himself down and raises the microphone back up to his mouth.)

Visual Prophet: That’s right, Andrea! You can be ANYTHING you wanna be, you can accomplish ANYTHING you set your mind to. Don’t you doubt yourself for a second! You want it, you gotta take it! Dream it! MANIFEST IT! Make it happen! All it takes is a push in the right direction! And this is it, right here. Just picture it–matter fact, you don’t have to, I had our GFX Team throw this together for ya. Make it happen: Andrea Valentine, a two-time World Champion, not even a full three months after losing the EAW Championship to Sexy Rexy at Pain for Pride! 🤤 BE THE MANIFEST QUEEN I KNOW YOU ARE, ANDREA! You have the potential! You can do it all! No matter how BLAND you migh–

(Before he can finish his sentence, “Roll With Me” by Charli XCX begins to play throughout the PA system, the socially distanced crowd erupting with cheers as a wide smile forms across Viz’s face. His efforts to contain his excitement fail, as his enthusiasm and admiration for his challenger at Territorial Invasion overwhelms him, the camera catching him as he jumps up and down inside of the ring, causing the easels to bounce around slightly.)

Flannery McCoy: :blessed: It’s about DAMN time she came out here to put an end to Viz’s nonsense. Let’s go, Andrea!

(Andrea appears onstage, slowly walking out in her ring gear. Much to the excitement of the fans, she instantly charges down to the ring, slides beneath the bottom rope, and then stands to her feet, shooting daggers at Viz as he begins to applaud her, blowing his party horn. Just as “Roll With Me” comes to a sudden halt, she begins to tear apart Viz’s celebratory display, first starting by grabbing the portrait of herself holding the EAW Championship, then breaking it half over her knee.)

Stew-O: :damn: ANDREA WASTING LITTLE TO NO TIME HERE! She’s letting Viz know EXACTLY how she feels about his set up by cracking that large canvas in half!

Jake Mercer: What a shame. He went through all this trouble to try and make her feel better–only for her to completely disregard his kindness. :wow: I hope this is the last time Viz goes out of his way to make anyone feel better about themselves!

(Andrea tosses the broken portrait over the ring ropes, then throws the Specialists, Openweight, and World Heavyweight Championship photos out onto the floor as well. Viz then leans back into one of the turnbuckle corners, crossing his legs as he watches onward with an enamored smile. Andrea turns to the balloons tied to the ring posts, grabbing a bundle. She positions a balloon in-between her hands, glaring at Viz.)

Jake Mercer: :damn: COVER YOUR EARS!

(She squeezes the balloon and it bursts with a loud “POP,” as Viz is shown wincing at the sound. She then pops another. And another. And another. Each with another loud and unpleasant “POP” until she finishes the entire bundle. She then turns to grab another bundle, but Viz straightens back up to stop her.)

Visual Prophet: Andrea! ANDREA! Chill out, babe! What got you so riled up!? There’s no need for this, dollface–

(Andrea stomps over to him, snatching the microphone right out of his chiseled, veiny hands.)

Andrea Valentine: Shut the FUCK up, Viz. Seriously. For once in your goddamn career, keep your goddamn mouth closed and get my dick out from between your fucking lips. 

Visual Prophet: :picard:

Andrea Valentine: Much better. Now, forgive the intrusion, Viz. I know I wasn’t necessarily invited out here, but I wasn’t going to miss this. I couldn’t wait another minute longer to see the look on your face once you realize your fucking tomfoolery wasn’t going to affect me the same way it did Drake King, or anyone else for that matter. If you think for one second that you and your freaky little mind games are going to mean a single thing to me moving forward and heading into Territorial Invasion, or that pranks and tricks such as this are going to discourage me at all from doing exactly what the fuck I have to do to take that title from you, then you have another thing coming, Viz. I might be one of the most beloved Elitist in that locker room, the EAW Universe, or even to you if there’s any truth to your claim that I’m your “favorite” Elitist. But you are going to haaaaaattteeeee me after I’m through with you, Vizzy.

(Viz snaps his fingers and a second microphone appears out of thin air and into his hand.)

Visual Prophet: God, I could listen to you all day long. 🤤 Keep going, baby, let me have it! You say I’m not affecting you, Andrea, but look at yourself! You’re giving me exactly what I want! I already accomplished my mission, I already got you riled up, you’re angry, you’re so determined to prove me wrong. And it’s beautiful! The whole wide world has been begging for a highly motivated, highly intimidating version of Andrea Valentine for quite some time now. It’s been too long since we’ve seen her in any capacity. 😔 I’m just so honored that I can be the one to bear the brunt of it all as I use you as a stepping stone–not unlike everybody else on the roster–to continue to make my World Heavyweight Championship the most highly coveted world title in EAW!

Andrea Valentine: Cut the bullshit. The fact that you think that YOU’RE the one making that belt any more prestigious is a ridiculous, baseless claim. You’ve hardly even done anything apart from parade around like a literal cheerleader. Everything about you is a damn joke, Viz. You’re no more than Dynasty’s comic relief at this point. It’s so easy to get caught up in it, you know! But I’m capable of looking beyond that, of looking beyond the smoke and mirrors that make up your entire persona. I don’t see this mystical, magical Visual Prophet. All I see is a man, all I see when I look into your eyes is Jeffery Michael Rogers, a man who I’m slowly growing to despise after all you’ve presented to me. A man who’s going to be terrified once he realizes that I’m no goddamn joke. So, keep it up. Keep on going with the fucking games. When you play stupid games, you win stupid prizes. And the pretty prized you picked out is right here, it’s me, and I’m beyond ready at this point to make you look stupid as all hell come TI.

Visual Prophet: Ugh, yes, step on my neck. 🤤🤤🤤 Fuck me up, Andrea! 

(Andrea rolls her eyes.)

Andrea Valentine: You really just can’t help yourself, huh? Can’t take yourself seriously for more than five minutes, can you? Some people love to play mind games, some people just can’t go without feeling like they need to be in someone’s head in order to figure out what the fuck to do next–but I don’t need any of that to know I’m better than you. I didn’t need it when I was reigning through Voltage as the Specialists Champion, being as successful as I was, and for so many times when I was the EAW World Champion, I only expected and I only wanted for everyone that thought that they could stand in my way at any point to be at their best. And that’s exactly what you’re getting–hell, maybe even more. You’re getting an Andrea Valentine that’s better than she’s ever been. Fuck this “Blandrea” concept everyone and their mother keeps throwing around. Fuck your opinion of me, fuck all of your notions of me, fuck the Andrea Valentine narrative you’re all trying to sell. For some goddamn reason, despite all that I’ve accomplished, I’ve been smothered in criticism week after week, month after month. Even though amidst all the adversity and negative opinions, I’ve NEVER faltered. I’ve never stepped in that ring and held back, I’ve given it my all, time after time. I’m damn good at what I do, Viz, don’t you forget it. You better make sure you go beyond your mind fuckery if you really want to shake and rattle me, I’ve been through far more than you could ever say. This won’t be easy for you, and unfortunately for you, you’re incapable of seeing it any other way, as no more than a game. And you know what? I think I’m ready to fucking play! What I plan on doing to you at Territorial Invasion, Viz, is going to haunt you for the rest of your EAW career. You failing to see me as a legitimate competitor is only making that evidently clear. 

(The passion pouring out of Andrea Valentine as she continues is overwhelming enough to cause her to pause, the socially distanced crowd giving her a cheer to encourage her to continue.)

Andrea Valentine: Win or lose, I’m the woman that’s going to push you beyond your physical, your HUMAN limitations. I’m going to beat the absolute hell out of you, Viz. I’m one of the best this company has got, and there’s no denying that. No feeble attempt at discrediting my historic championship reigns could ever take that away from me. And I’m NOT just talking to you, Viz. This one goes out to the entire locker room, everyone I’ve ever faced or will face, EAW Elitists of the past, present, and future. Just watch and see what happens when you try to fuck with my rise to the very top.

(Without another word, Andrea drops her microphone with a pop, slowly looking Viz up and down as he slowly starts to applaud. Her gaze narrows before she backs away from him and exits the ring, “Roll With Me” picking back up while she makes it a point to keep her eyes directly on him.)

Flannery McCoy: Bois, this is a side of Andrea Valentine I don’t think I’ve EVER seen before. She’s fired up, she’s passionate, and she’s focused. And I’m kinda scared. :lupe:

Stew-O: Just look at Viz in the ring now–I think he’s finally realizing what Andrea said to him, it’s starting to sink in. Trying to troll Andrea in this way isn’t going to have the same effect as he thought it would, after it worked so well on Drake King–perhaps it’s time for him to take a different approach?

Jake Mercer: No matter his approach, Stew, I think Andrea’s message–although long winded and a bit too wordy for my liking–was crystal clear: it doesn’t matter what Viz brings to the table come TI. Andrea is READY for any and everything he has to throw at her!

Flannery McCoy: And that goes for each and every member of the EAW locker room who dare think Andrea is not the threat she’s making herself out to be lately! :wow:

(Andrea is shown motioning for the EAW World Championship around her waist at the top of the ramp. She talks some smack the camera is unable to make out clearly before blowing Viz a kiss and turning to walk backstage. The camera cuts back to Viz, in the center of the ring, dramatically “catching” Andrea’s kiss with a frown before Dynasty’s broadcast fades to commercial.)

(Commercial break featuring an ad for Tootsie Rolls.)

[ SCREEN BAR – EARLIER TODAY ]

(The camera takes a shot of the parking lot of the Performance Center and all seems quiet. Everyone scheduled for Dynasty has arrived, and preparations are being made for tonight’s live episode of the show. It’s a pretty normal scene, or is it? Off in the distance, Showdown Elitist, SKA, is seen walking out of the Performance Center. He is in street clothes and on his cellphone, and he makes his way around the back of the building. The camera tracks his movements, and eventually SKA comes to a stop. There is an unmarked car that SKA is walking towards, and once he comes to a stop in front of it, the door of the car opens.)

SKA: Captain.

(The camera zooms in and the Interwire Champion, Consuela Rose Ava, is seen smiling back at SKA. She moves to the side and the other members of her team follow her out, getting out of various sides of the car. Harlow Reichert and Jake Smith both get out of the backseat, scowling at one another, but seemingly calm. That’s a huge change for the two of them, but with Territorial Invasion on the horizon, and the bad blood between all three Brand Warfare teams erupting into a massive brawl on last week’s Voltage, tensions were high. Raven Roberts gets out of the driver’s side of the vehicle, and she walks around the car to stand beside Consuela.)

Raven Roberts: Have you put eyes on the Voltage team, yet?

(There is a hint of aggravation in Raven’s voice, and rightfully so. During the brawl last week, she found herself tangled up with Minerva once again, and it didn’t go in her favor. The whole situation with Minerva is something that Raven has not been able to move past. She’s tried, but with Minerva now involved in Brand Warfare, everything is being thrown right back in Raven’s face. Everyone on Team Showdown is aware of the situation, and SKA shakes his head.)

SKA: The only person I know that’s here is Terry.

(Everyone turns to look at Consuela. She bites down on her bottom lip and lets out a sigh.)

Consuela Rose Ava: We really haven’t been talking the last couple of days. He is focused on winning tonight and helping lead Voltage to victory at Territorial Invasion and obviously you guys know what I care about, and that’s making sure Showdown reigns supreme. But knowing how Voltage operates, and knowing the egos on that team, there’s no doubt in my mind that they will be here tonight.

Jake Smith: Alright, so here me out…

SKA, Consuela, Raven, and Harlow: NO.

(Jake rolls his eyes, almost like he can’t believe the actual disrespect his team is showing him at the moment.)

Jake Smith: Seriously, you’re not even going to let me speak?

Harlow Reichert: You do enough talking, and very rarely does it make any sense. Your shitty ideas aren’t wanted or needed right now.

Jake Smith: Well your shitty presence isn’t wanted or needed on this team, but here we are.

Consuela Rose Ava: Guys, we’re not doing this tonight. The only thing we need to focus on is making a statement. I’m sick and tired of everyone already counting Showdown out, and tonight we are going to make a statement.

SKA: Exactly. Team Showdown is on the rise. Harlow forced TLA to pass out last week, and tonight I am going to destroy whatever hopes and dreams MITSUBACHI and Terry have. I would love nothing more than to get this win on Dynasty, and believe it or not, this is a little personal for me. I got my start on Dynasty, and they need to understand the type of Elitist they had in me. Winning on this show tonight is huge, and furthermore, proving Showdown’s worth is the ultimate goal.

(Everyone but Raven mumbles their agreement with SKA’s point. She’s been pretty silent for the most part, and her teammates know not to push her right now. For Raven, this is personal. There is a member of another team that she literally wants to end, and after thinking about what happened on Voltage for almost the entire week, she finds herself with an eerie sense of calm.)

Raven Roberts: This is not about brand supremacy for me. Brand warfare doesn’t mean jack shit to me, and it never will. Fuck that, because when have the brands ever shown any loyalty to any of us?

(It’s a fair question that Raven has just proposed, but no one jumps to answer. Every Elitist has their own feelings about how they’ve been treated during their time in EAW; some are just more vocal about it than others, and Raven is one of the vocal ones. After a moment, Raven grits her teeth and shoves her hands in the pocket of her jeans.)

Raven Roberts: Not really surprised no one wants to speak up, but whatever. I’m past the point of giving a shit about the opinions of sheep. I want to get my hands on Minerva, and that’s my goal tonight. I’ve done enough sitting around, dwelling on that situation, and letting it be a disservice to me and my time here. I want to move forward with my career but I want to destroy Minerva as well. What she did to Rex and myself eats me alive, and even though I can’t really expect any of you to understand that aspect of this situation for me, what you four do need to understand is that I’m going into that building tonight with one goal, and one goal only.

(Jake, who’s been looking at his phone this entire time, and barely paying attention, finally looks up.)

Jake Smith: Oh. I didn’t realize this was a team meeting. So yeah, one team. One goal. All that great stuff.

(Harlow snatches Jake’s phone out of his hand, tosses it on the ground, and stomps on it until she’s sure it’s broken. Jake is absolutely beside himself.)

Jake Smith: WHY DID YOU DO THAT YOU DUMB FAT BITCH?!

Harlow Reichert: Because you clearly aren’t paying attention to anything going on, and like always you are being a selfish, self-absorbed piece of shit.

Jake Smith: :skip: Excuse me? You have spent the last month bitching about how you don’t want to be here.

Harlow Reichert: Yes, but last week I agreed to suck it up and put my best foot forward despite the immense amount of disdain I have for you. (Harlow turns to Raven.) While I won’t say I understand where you’re coming from because obviously what happened to you thanks to Minerva has an entirely different and rather personal element. But I do understand the want and need for closure, and I’m definitely starting to understand what it’s like to really despise someone and want to kill them.

Jake Smith: :krabs:

Harlow Reichert: So whatever you wanna do tonight, I’m down. I got my own issues to work out and some aggression to deal with. I may as well unload it on people I’m supposed to want to kill anyway.

Consuela Rose Ava: And you know that I’ll always follow you into battle, Raven. This is about brand supremacy for me, because I was tasked to lead this team to victory, but sometimes there are more important things, and what you’re fighting for is something that is more important.

SKA: I just want to see this team be successful and I want all of us to band together and get the job done, no matter what the job is. If that’s to end another person, then so be it. I’m here for you guys and I’m going to do my best to represent that tonight when I go to the ring and fight MITSUBACHI and Terry. I’ll fight for you, Raven, and I’ll fight for Consuela, Jake, and Harlow.

Jake Smith: Well, I mean, none of you want to hear my idea… so…

Raven Roberts: Oh for fuck’s sake. What is your goddamn idea?

Jake Smith: I’m glad you asked!

(Jake reaches into his pocket and pulls out a grenade.)

Jake Smith: Let’s blow them all the fuck up. :mjgrin:

(The remaining members of the Showdown Brand Warfare team begin to talk at the same time.)

Harlow Reichert: WHERE DID YOU GET THAT?!

Consuela Rose Ava: :whoa: YOU NEED TO PUT THAT AWAY!!!

Raven Roberts: A GRENADE???

SKA: :oh: Well that’s certainly a game changer…

(They all continue to talk amongst themselves, but the sound of a cat meowing suddenly brings the conversation to a halt. Showdown scrambles to hide behind their car, and a few seconds later, they hear footsteps.)

???: (off-camera) JENNIPURR! Don’t go over there. That is disgusting!

(The voice belongs to Ahren Fournier, and it’s obvious, the cat is his beloved Jennipurr. The cat meows again and takes a dainty cat shit right in the view of Team Showdown. After a moment, Ahren appears and he makes a face.)

Ahren Fournier: Well we’re certainly not picking that up.

(He scoops Jennipurr up, and the rest of Team Voltage can be heard talking.)

Terry Chambers: So you’re just going to leave it there?

Ahren Fournier: Why on Earth would I, le GOAT of GOATS, ever touch something like that?

TLA: Yo because most people pick up pet shit.

Ahren Fournier: So you clean up whatever vile messes your mutt leaves behind?

TLA: :whoa: I got poons who do that for me, amigo.

Minerva: Just leave it. Maybe someone will come along and step in it.

Myles: Maybe someone like Xander.

(Minerva can’t help but look at Myles and give him a wink. He almost cracks a smile in response.)

(From their hiding spot, Consuela has taken Raven’s hand and given it a squeeze, and it’s clear that Raven is ready to strike right now. However, they all know that now is not the time. They know they have to wait. Catching Voltage off guard would be great, but they’re not ready for that fight just yet. Jake waves his hands, trying to get their attention, and once they all look at him, he holds up the grenade and points to it.)

Jake Smith: (mouthing) I can pull the pin and throw it right now.

Consuela, Raven, and Harlow: (mouthing) NO.

SKA: :oh: (mouthing) But it would solve some issues…

Consuela, Raven, and Harlow: (mouthing) NO.

Jake Smith: :unamused:

(Team Voltage is continuing their conversation.)

TLA: Yo, you ready for SKA and the murder hornet guy?

Terry Chambers: I’m ready for all of them. I think we all know that absolute fuckery is going down tonight, especially after we had to save the asses of our shit for brains War Games team last week. I plan on beating the absolute shit out of SKA and MITSUBACHI tonight, and cementing the fact that Voltage is the team to beat.

TLA: :wow: That’s why we here, hombre. To watch yo back and beat some ass. Fuckin’ putos don’t know what they gettin’ into.

Ahren Fournier: Ye, something like all dat.

(A dazzling smile spreads across Minerva’s pale face.)

Minerva: I do hope the little bird makes an appearance tonight. Beating up Raven and humiliating her will never NOT be fun for me.

Myles: And you guys know where I stand. Let’s get it done.

(Team Voltage begins to make their way towards the door to get inside the building and once they are out of sight, Team Showdown stands up. Raven’s eyes have turned cold and her fists are clenched at her sides.)

Raven Roberts: She’s done.

(Raven begins to make her way towards another entrance to the Performance Center and one by one the members of Team Showdown follow her. Jake and Harlow are the last to fall in line, and Harlow snatches the grenade from Jake’s hand.)

Jake Smith: HEY! That’s mine.

Harlow Reichert: Not anymore.

(She pulls the pin and tosses it in the dumpster, causing Jake’s eyes to grow wide.)

Jake Smith: :lupe:!!! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE??

(After a moment, it becomes clear that Jake’s grenade is nothing more than a dud.)

Harlow Reichert: This is why no one listens to you.

(Harlow shakes her head and walks off, leaving Jake to ponder why in the world his grenade didn’t explode. He starts towards the dumpster, and then thinks better of it. He doesn’t want to be caught in an explosion just in case the grenade has a delayed reaction. He hurries to catch up with the rest of his team and the scene fades to black.)

(A commercial for a tutorial on how to go onto the top turnbuckle starring Andre Walker. Featuring a stubby, mini version of Xander Payne struggling to climb up to the top rope halfway through)

(Dynasty fades in from commercial break.)

Jake Mercer: Welcome back to the most exciting weekly episodic television show, Friday night Dynasty! What a night it’s already been, and the action counties next! We’ll have a front-row seat to a Brand Warfare Preview Match, between Mitsubachi, SKA, and Terry Chambers! The three brands collide in a blockbuster triple threat, coming up next!

Flannery McCoy: This is gonna be absolute fireworks! 

Jake Mercer: It’s about to slap like a Dababy album! 

Stew-O: Jake, you’re not hip. Please behave like the nice suburban individual you are. 

Jake Mercer: Keep hatin’ my grind homie, my homeboy’s know who I am. The skreets know me brodie. 

Flannery McCoy: Uh….Anyways, let’s get this match started!

Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL! 

(Socially distanced crowd repeats “ONE FALL!”)

Stephie Love: AND IT IS A TRIPLE THREAT BRAND WARFAREEEEE PREVIEW MATCH!!!!

(‘Black Honey’ by Thrice begins to sound throughout the Performance Center as Mitsubachi and Komatsu Ogawa make their way onto the stage.)

Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST, ACCOMPAINED TO THE RING BY KOMATSU OGAWA, WRESTLING OUT OF SOKA, SAITAMA, JAPANNNNNNNN!!! WEIGHING IN AT 187 POOOUUUNNNNDDSSSS, “THEEEE SIILLLENNNNNNTTTT KILLLERRRRRRR” MITTTTTTSSSUUUUUUUUBBBBAAACHHHIIII!!!!!

Jake Mercer: This man will be one of five representing Dynasty’s name in the Brand Warfare bout at Terrirotorial Invasion! To knock off SKA and Terry Chambers in this triple threat will send some much-needed momentum Mitsubachi’s way. Coming up short against The Grand Athletes last week, Mitsubachi and Ogawa are left wondering what’s next for the two of them. For Mitsubachi, it will be representing DFynasty at Territorial Invasion!

(Mitsubachi makes his way into the ring as the sound is replaced by ‘THE NEGATIVE’ by SILENT SEASON as SKA confidently makes his way onto the stage.)

Stephie Love: INTRODUCING HIS OPPONENT, FIRST, WRESTLING OUT OF VANTAA, FINLLLANNNDDDDD!!! WEIGHING IN AT 269 POOOOUUUUNNNDDSSSSS, ‘“THE ELIIIITTTEEEEE ANSSSWWWWEEERRRRRR” SSSSSSKKKKKKKAAAAAAAA!!!!!

Flannery McCoy: The newest addition to Showdown’s roster, SKA is back on the red brand and boy, is he more prepared than ever to get the job done. Constantly bettering himself, SKA has shown immense development with each and every performance. He’ll be one of the three men in this match competing in the Brand Warfare matchup at Territorial Invasion. HE’s never looked sharper and has every tool in his toolbox to get the job done here tonight!

(‘Natural’ by Imagine Dragons reverberates throughout the arena as Terry Chamber’s enormity is seen on stage.)

Stephie Love: AND FINALLY, WEIGHING IN AT 257 POOOOUUUNNDDSSSS!!! WRESTLING OUT OF DETROIT MICHIGAN, TERRRRRYYYYYY “THE BARRRBBBAARRRICCCC CARRRNNNIVVVORRRREEEEEE” CHAMBBBBERRRRSSSSS!!! 

Stew-O: One of the most talented performers on any roster, he’ll be battling two of his upcoming opponents at Terrirotial INvasion here tonight, and you know Terry Chamber is looking to stamp his name on a  hell of a performance before his big match at Territorial Invasion. Terry wasting no time making his way to the ring, he’s looking to get this match started! All three men are ready to perform, let’s get this bout going! 

(DING! DING! DING!) 

Jake Mercer: AND HERE WE GO! All three men representing their respective brands, all going to do whatever necessary to achieve dominance, and gain momentum heading into territorial Invasion. Mitsubachi immediately rolls out of the ring, leaving Chambers and SKA alone in the ring. Terry and SKA square off, jockeying for position. Chambers pressuring SKA into he corner, looking to follow up with a clothesline. SKA avoids it, ducking under the wild lariat of Terry, and exiting the ring, chasing after Mitsubachi! 

Flannery McCoy: He won’t allow Mitsubachi to watch as he and Terry go after one another’s throats. He’s gonna make Mitsubachi fight! Mitsubachi now running from SKA, though he’s dropped by a huge big boot from Terry Chambers! Terry taking Mitsubachi’s head off with that big boot, but Terry’s not done yet! Nailing SKA with a nasty uppercut, then driving him into the barricade! Terry Chambers taking control of this match, representing Voltage in a big way right now! Rolling Mitsubachi back into the ring, Terry looks to unload with a pull-back forearm! He wants to send everyone’s jaw into the nosebleeds! Mitsubachi evades the attack and bounds off the ropes! LOOKING FOR A FLYING KICK TO THE FACE! But Terry caught him! Terry plucks the boot of Mitsubachi out of mid-air, and he’s got him on his shoulders now!

Stew-O: A Samoan drop could be in Mitsubachi’s near future! Mitsubachi fighting his way over the top rope, landing on the apron now. He’s not safe, though!! SKA FLIES BACK INTO THE MATCH WITH A DROPKICK TO THE CHIN OF MITSUBACHI! THAT ONE REALLY SENT HIS TEETH INTO THE FIRST ROW! Now it’s SKA who’s leading the attack, stunning Terry with a forearm to the face! Irish whipping Terry into the corner, following it up with a corkscrew dropkick to the face of Terry now! Chambers drops to the ground as SKA utilizes his ace in the hole, thus far! SKA’s sizing Terry up now, he’s got bad intentions for the barbarian! HE FIRES THE ‘IED’!!!! BUT TERRY AVOIDS THE ATTEMPTED CORNER DROPKICK AT THE VERY LAST SECOND! ROLLING OUT OF HARMS WAY, NOW GERMAN SUPLEXING SKA HALFWAY ACROSS THE RING! WHAT POWER FROM TERRY! 

Jake Mercer: Behind Chambers, look who it is! Mitsubachi back in the mix, spins Terry around and drives a knee into his midsection! Mitsubachi with a brutal knee to the midsection of Terry, now off the ropes again! Terry with a clothesline!!! WAIT, MITSUBACHI FORECASTED THAT ONE, HE HAD IT SCOUTED, NOW OFF THE OTHER SIDE WITH A RUNNING ENZEGUIRI TO THE SKULL OF TERRY CHAMBERS! Mitsubachi with a beautiful kick to Terry Chambers, now the Dynasty star is leading the charge! SKA slides back into the ring shoots a boot at the midsection of Mitsubachi, who catches it, but SKA grabs the neck of Mitsubachi and drags him to the canvas, great defense from SKA! A technical wrestling clinic of a move! Now Mitsubachi with a wild punch, SKA had it scouted, and scoops Mitsubachi up! He’s got him in position! ROLLING FIREMANS CARRY SLAM BURIES MITSUBACHI INTO THE CANVAS! YOU’LL NEED TO PEEL HIS BODY OFF THE CANVAS AFTER THAT ONE!

Flannery McCoy: SKA now with momentum on his side, he knows he needs to capitalize! Ascending to the top rope, SKA’s looking to stamp his name on this brand warfare preview bout! HE’S IN THE NO FLY ZONE, HE’S LOOKING FO SOMETHING VERY BIG! 

Jake Mercer: I DON’T SEEM HIM LOOKING FOR XANDER PAYNE, BUT HE IS LOOKING FOR SOMETHING ALMOST AS BIG! A FROGSPLASH FROM SKA, DROPPING HIS ENORMITY ONTO MITSUBACHI, THAT’S GONNA BE IT! SKA’S INTO THE COVER! 

(ONNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!)

(TTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!)

(THHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!)

Jake Mercer: BUT TERRY CHAMBERS BREAKS IT UP!!! AT THE LAST SECOND, TERRY SAVES THE MATCHUP!! 

Flannery McCoy: Terry Chambers with enough wherewithal to summon the energy to break up that pin, this match continues! SKA looks shocked Terry broke up the pin, but Terry’s only just getting started! Terry Chambers avoids SKA’s punch, off the ropes, A DISCUS CLOTHESLINE TO SKA!!! CUTTING HIS HEAD CLEAN OFF WITH THAT ONE!! NOW HE LIFTS SKA OFF THE CANVAS, LOADING HIM UP, THIS CAN’T BE GOOD FOR SKA!! TERRY CHAMBERS SPINS HIM LIKE A TOP AND DROPS HIM WITH A TILT A WHIRL BACKBREAKER!!! CHAMBERS DUMPING SKA INTO THE CANVAS, WHAT A MOVE! Mitsubachi just barely back onto his feet, hanging onto the turnbuckles, Terry’s got his eyes set on ‘The Silent Killer’! Terry Chambers charges Mitsubachi with a running boot! But Mitsubachi narrowly escapes parel, now he jumps at Terry with a flying elbow! Terry catches him in mid-air, snatching Mitsubachi from the air! NOW TRANSIITIONG TO A POWERBOMB, TERRY’S GOT HIM SET UP!!! A SIT OUT POWEROBM FROM THE SKIES DRIVES MITSUBACHI INTO THE CANVAS!!!! HE’S JUST RATTLED THE SPINE OF MITSUBACHI OFF THE CANVAS WITH THAT POWERBOMB, TERRY IS ON FIRE RIGHT NOW!! 

Stew-O: Mitsubachi rolls out of the ring, wisely, not allowing Terry to cover him after that horrific powerbomb. Chambers heads to the outside, looking to continue painting his mona lisa in this match. Dragging Mitsubachi to his feet, but, wait, what the hell?! Komatsu Ogawa jawing at Terry Chambers, shouting at ‘The Barbaric Carnivore’. Terry looks all but pleased, he’s got his eyes on Ogawa now! Terry moving towards Ogawa, BUT SKA DUMPS HIMSELF OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH A SLIGHSHOT CORKSCREW SPLASH!!! DROPPING TERRY CHAMBERS TO THE FLOOR, WHAT A MOVE FROM SKA! GRYFFINDOR TO THE FACE OF MITSUBACHI CONNECTS!!!! SKA JUST DRILLED HIS KNEE INTO THE FACE OF MITSUBACHI, HE’S TAKEN BACK CONTROL OF THIS MATCH! 

Jake Mercer: But as we’ve said, Stew, the tide’s can change like THAT, in triple threats. Especially in one as high stakes as this! Rolling Mitsubachi back into the ring is SKA, and seating him on the top rope, what the hell is he looking for now! SKA QUITE POSSIBLY HAS ‘FALLEN FROM SANCTUM’ ON HIS MIND!!! THAT ELEVATED CUTTER, HE’S LOOKING TO FINISH MITSUBACHI! MITSUBACHI WITH SHARP EKBOWS TO THE SKULL OF SKA, FORCING HIM TO RELEASE HIS HOLD! Mitsubachi fends him off with a boot to the chest, NOW DIVING OFF THE SECOND ROPE WITH A YAKUZA KICK!!!!  DIVING YAKUZA KICK LANDED FOR MITSUBACHI!!! HE LANDED IT SQUARE ON THE BUTTON, SKA IS DOWN! MITSUBACHI MIGHT TAKE THE CAKE HERE!!! WAIT, TERRY CHAMBERS BACK INTO THE RING, RUSHING UP THE TURNBUCKLES, WHAT THE FUCK??!?! TERRY GRABS AHOLD OF MITSUBACHI AND LAUNCHES HIM OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE WITH A BELLY TO BACK SUPLEXXXXXXXX!!!!!! HOLLLYYYYY HELLLLLLLLL!!!!!

Stew-O: CHAMBERS RIPPED MITSUBACHI DOWN FROM THE HEAVENS AND SENT HIM CRASHING STRAIGHT TO HELL!!! ALL THREE MEN ARE DOWN, THE RING HAS BEEN SHAKEN, HELL, JAPAN MIGHT’VE FELT THAT ONE!!! 

Flannery McCoy: IMAGINE HAD TERRY NOT DROPPED HIS WEIGHT, HE WOULDVE COLLAPSED THE SURFACE OF THE EARTH!!! 

(The fans begin to chant “THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!”)

Jake Mercer: I couldn’t agree more, this is awesome! 

Flannery McCoy: All three men are down, Ogawa on the outside urging Mitsubachi to get to his feet, but these three are worn. Slowly beginning to stir, all three men try to fight through the pain! A shot from Terry! Now a shot from Mitsubachi, and he’s hit by SKA! These three just battling at every throat possible for brand dominance, it’s a hockey fight! MITSUBACHI, QUICKLY TO HIS FEET, WITH A DEVASTATING AXE KICK TO THE BACK OF TERRY’S SKULL! SKA NOW WITH THE ‘THIRD EYE BLINDED’ ELBOW, ROCKING MITSUBACHI!!! TERRY WITH A ‘MOMENT OF SILLENNNNCCCCEEE’!!! NOW MITSUBACHI TEARS AT TERRY WITH A BACKSTABBER!!!! HOLY SHIT!!! MITSUBACHI DROPPING CHAMBERS AND IT’S MITSUBACHI WHO APPEARS ON TOP OF THIS MATCH! HE’S SIGNALING FOR THE ‘GTFO’! THAT INVERTED EXPLODER WHICH HAS ENDED MANY DREAMS ON DYNASTY THIS SEASON! WILL HE BE ABLE TO DUMP TERRY ON HIS FACE AND CLAIM GRANDEUR AND GLORY FOR DYNASTY! HE’S GOT AHOLD OF TERRY, BUT TERRY SLIPS OUT TGHE BACK AND HE DROPS MITSUBACHI WITH A SAMOAN DROP!!! NOW CHAMBER’S HAS MITSUBACHI IN THE SIGHTS! HE SPINS HIM AROUND, ‘THE CHAMMMMBBBERRRRSSS OFFFF PAIIIIINNNNNNNNN’!!!!!!! HE NAILED THE ‘CHAMBER OF PAIN’, TERRY’S GONNA TAKE THIS ONE! HE’S GOING FOR THE PIN! 

Stew-O: SKA’S TRYING TO CUT HIM OFF, BUT TERRY MEETS SKA BEFORE HE CAN! A ‘RANDOM ACT OF VIOLENCE’!!!! WAIT, SKA, AVOIDED IT, HE MANAGED TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY, HE ROLLS TERRY OUT OF THE RING, AND COVERS MITSUBACHI!!! SKA IS GONNA STEAL IT!!! 

(ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!)

(TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!)

(THHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!)

Stew-O: TERRY YANKS SKA OUT OF THE RING AT THE LAST MILLISECOND!!! THE MATCH ISN’T OVER!!! TERRY WITH ‘A RANDOM ACT OF VIOLENCE’ TO SKA ON THE OUTSIDE!!!! HE’S TAKEN OUT SKA, NOW HE ROLLS BACK INTO THE RING!! WAIT, MITSUBACHI IS BACK TO HIS FEET, HE FLIES AT TERRY WITH ‘THE DEATH OF A BACHELOR’!!!! NO!!!! TERRY SIDESTEPPED HIM, MITSUBACHI WENT CRASHING INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!!! TERRY NOW WITH THE ‘RANDOM ACT OF VIOOLLLLENNNCCCEEEEEEEE’!!!!! HE JUST KICKED THE LIVING DAYLIGHTS OUT OF MITSUBACHI, HE’S GONNA FINISH THIS MATCH!!! TERRY COVERS MITSUBACHI!!! 

(ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!)

(TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!)

(THRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!)

(DING! DING! DING!)

Flannery McCoy: TERRY DID IT!!!

Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNNNNERRRR, VOLTAGE’S TERRRYYYYYY CHAMMMBBERRRRRSSSS!!

Jake Mercer: What an amazing match that was. Absolute fireworks from start to finish. All three men left it all in the ring, but in the end, only Terry Chambers will leave with a victory! 

Flannery McCoy: None of these men have reason to hang their heads, though Voltage has just attained a major confidence boost ahead of the highly awaited Territorial Invasion!

(Terry Chamber’s hand is raised in victory, as Mitsubachi and Komatsu Ogawa stumble up the ring, SKA lies on the outside, shaking his head in regret.)

Stew-O: Thank you for sticking with us, and Dynasty will return soon!

(Dynasty fades out to commercial break.)

(A commercial is shown for a new cooking show starring Strawberry Steve and The Woogieman, which ends in a impromptu match for the Big Boogie Bhampionship)

(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)

Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!

(“The Invisible Wall” By The GazettE hits to boos from the crowd.)

Stephie Love: Introducing first from Kabukicho, Tokyo, Japan weighing in at 251 pounds he is “The Ungovernable” KOMATSUUUUUUUUUUUUU OGAWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Komatsu Ogawa comes out making sarcastic comments to members of the socially distanced audience. He brushes their responses off with a smirk before entering the ring.)

Stew-O: This may be the biggest match of this young man’s career! I hope that this opportunity is not lost on him.

Flannery McCoy: He claims not to care what anyone thinks about him. That could be a good thing or a very very bad thing.

Jake Mercer: Well I think it’s a good thing! It’s time for the Visual Prophet to fade away into the Cosmos!!!

(‘Don Life’ By Big Sean feat. Lil Wayne hits to cheers from the crowd.)

Stephie Love: And his opponent from Detroit, Michigan weighing in at 265 pounds he is the EAW World Heavyweight Champion!!! THE VISSSSSSSSUALLLLLL PRRRRRROPHHHHETTTT!!!

(The Visual Prophet comes out showing off his title belt as the fans give him a standing ovation on his way to the ring.)

Stew-O: This week The Visual Prophet claimed he is never losing his title. That is going to be a tough claim to back up.

Flannery McCoy: Well the nature of championships is that everyone who has ever had one has also lost one.

Jake Mercer: Hopefully soon! Sick of this shit! We need a good champion around here like Lethal Consequences or something! Maybe I should challenge him.

Flannery McCoy: I think that would be a great idea!!!

(DING! DING! DING!)

Stew-O: We are underway as immediately Komatsu Ogawa locks up with the World Heavyweight Champion The Visual Prophet. But Big Viz uses that impressive strength to shove Komatsu back with authority. Komatsu runs back off the ropes but Viz lifts him up and drops him down hard chest first over the top rope! Viz jumps up on the middle rope to propel himself into the air before falling down onto the neck of Komatsu with a Guillotine Leg Drop. Viz quickly slides into a cover.

Referee: ONEEEEEE!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! THRRRR-

Flannery McCoy: Kickout by Komatsu Ogawa! The Visual Prophet is going to have to work a lot harder than that to put him away. Prophet off the ropes as he connects with a Knee Drop rolling his knee down hard across the face of Ogawa. Prophet now stomping down hard on the chest, face, and neck of Ogawa repeatedly with his boot. Prophet doesn’t even lift the boot the last time instead keeping it down on the neck of Ogawa choking him out. Ogawa is beneath the ropes however upsetting the referee.

Referee: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! Break it up! Break it up! Get the hell off him!

Jake Mercer: The Visual Prophet lets go before the referee can disqualify him giving Komatsu Ogawa a chance to hack, cough, and choke trying to get his breath back. Absolutely disgusting he is coughing like that. I am putting on my mask because this man doesn’t seem to realize we are in a pandemic. Ogawa now rolling under the bottom rope trying to get away from Prophet. But Prophet runs in with a wild Lariato knocking Ogawa off the apron and crashing down hard on the floor. Ogawa may have hit his head on the apron as he fell as well! Let’s get a close up replay!

(A replay shows Komatsu Ogawa’s skull bashing off the apron in slow motion as The Visual Prophet watches the replay on the tron laughing about it.)

Stew-O: The World Heavyweight Champion can be a cruel cruel man sometimes. But that is why he has the gold. The Visual Prophet is shown watching on in the ring doing hip gyrations as he waits for Komatsu Ogawa to pull himself back up and get back into the fight. Ogawa back up on the apron as Prophet grabs him around the neck with his massive arms! He yanks Ogawa up over the top rope back into the ring with force! BUT OGAWA COUNTERS IN MIDAIR TAKING DOWN PROPHET WITH A SPINNING DDT!!! Ogawa out of nowhere with that counter! Prophet is stunned he thought he was in control! Ogawa quickly now running up to the top rope… MOONSAULT OFF THE TOP!!! HE CONNECTS ONTO PROPHET! THE COVER!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEE!!!!! TWOOOOOOO!!!!!!! THRRRRREEEEEEE!!!!

Flannery McCoy: Kickout at the last millisecond by The Visual Prophet! Can you imagine what would happen if Komatsu Ogawa got that upset victory over the World Heavyweight Champion? You would have to imagine he would be in the immediate conversation for a title shot… Ogawa now signalling that he is going back up to the top! He climbs up in reverse… another Moonsault! This could be it! Ogawa goes for it!! NO! Prophet up just in time to hit the ropes and drop Komatsu crotch first on the top rope! Now Prophet with a series of hard clubbing blows to the back of Komatsu! Komatsu falls back with his legs caught up in the turnbuckle as he is now hanging upside down. Prophet raining down kicks on his trapped opponent in the corner. He is not going to allow an upset to happen tonight this close to Territorial Invasion! He is showing Ogawa that this is HIS territory!

Jake Mercer: Wait look! Komatsu Ogawa using some seriously impressive leg strength! He pulls himself back up to the top rope! But The Visual Prophet follows him on up there! He hooks the arm! Super Back Drop from the top rope! Both men come crashing down to the ring as Komatsu is sent flying back all the way into the other corner! Prophet may have hurt himself too on that one! What an impact!

Flannery McCoy: An impact worthy of Y2Impact :wow: but The Visual Prophet is not done yet! He has to make the cover to end this one! Prophet slowly crawls across the ring only to be met with defiant punches from Komatsu Ogawa! Prophet caught off balance but then retaliates with a Chest Chop of his own! Ogawa slaps the shit out of him! Prophet with a thumb to the eye! He grabs Ogawa and brings him in to a hug like position. But this is no bromance. Belly to Belly Suplex connects!!! But Ogawa lands on his feet! He runs up and springboards off the ropes… right into a Baseball Slide targeting the ankles of the Prophet! The Champ goes down! Ogawa runs the ropes… running knee strike catches Prophet as he tries to pull himself back up. Ogawa grabs him and brings him in… what could he be looking for here? Could it be?

Jake Mercer: IT IS! TWISTED EVOLUTION CONNECTS! A BRILLIANTLY EXECUTED SWINGING LEG HOOK SAMOAN DROP!!! KOMATSU OGAWA WITH THE COVER! MASSIVE UPSET! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT WE ARE WITNESSING A MAIN EVENTER BEING BORN! FUTURE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER CONFIRMED!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! THRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Stew-O: Looks like Komatsu Ogawa is going to have to wait a little longer! The Visual Prophet kicks out! And he immediately kips up! The crowd and Komatsu are astonished! He points menacingly at Ogawa as he begins to light him up with powerful strikes! Where is this energy coming from? Prophet grabs Ogawa up over his shoulder… RUNNING POWERSLAM WITH AUTHORITY! Down come the straps on Prophet’s ring gear as he is looking serious! He is looking to end this one right here! Watch out Ogawa! Don’t turn around! But he does despite my warning here at commentary! KISS TO THE HEAD CONNECTS! IT’S OVER! THE CHAMP WITH THE COVER TO PUT OGAWA AWAY!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEE!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! THRRRRREEEEEEE!!!!!

(DING! DING! DING!)

Stephie Love: Here is your winner the World Heavyweight Champion… The VIIIIIISSSSUUUUALLL PRRRRRRRROPHET!!!!

(‘Don Life’ By Big Sean feat. Lil Wayne hits to a standing ovation as The Visual Prophet celebrates showing off his Championship gold to the crowd.)

Stew-O: Well there is no shame in losing to The Man and Komatsu Ogawa gave it his best shot. That is to be respected.

Flannery McCoy: Agreed. The Visual Prophet showing major Mr. DEDEDE energy there with that sudden burst of energy at the end there when all seemed lost!

Jake Mercer: It’s probably steroids Flan. I mean he’s a lot bigger than he used to be. Almost overnight he put on like 100 pounds of muscle mass an-

(The camera cuts to a commercial for the inclusion of Colby Sol in Super Smash Bros tho it seems he was expecting a different kind of smashing.)

(Dynasty’s broadcast transitions to the backstage area of the performance center, inside of StarrStan and Veena’s co-GM office. Currently, StarrStan sits alone on his side of the room, reviewing a few bits of paperwork for the upcoming matches at Territorial Invasion. With a few flicks of his wrist, he signs off on all the matches making them official before beginning work on the annual Dynasty budget report, no doubt curious to see just how much was spent on Crip-A-Cola this quarter. Before he can dive right into his reports, however, there’s a knock at the door.)

StarrStan: Yes? Who is it?

(StarrStan slowly lowers his glasses and sets them atop his desk before folding his hands calmly in front of him. The camera switches angles, giving the performance center audience a clear shot of the EAW New Breed Champion, Bronson Daniels.)

Bronson Daniels: Me and you need to have a little chat, StarrStan.

StarrStan: Mr. Daniels! To what do I owe the pleasure? It has been quite some time…quite some time indeed since you have graced these hallowed halls with your…presence. It’s not too often we get to see many performers…like you around here.

Bronson Daniels: :dahell: 

StarrStan: I mean, erm, uh…performers…with your superb level of talent.

(Bronson Daniels takes a long hit on his blunt before he approaches StarrStan’s desk. He then leans over the desk, blowing big puffs of smoke directly into StarrStan’s face, prompting him to cough. Bronson waits for the smoke to clear before standing up straight, adjusting the New Breed Title belt over his shoulder.)

Bronson Daniels: It’s funny. You almost read my mind, Stan. “Talent” is exactly what I wanna talk to you about tonight. Specifically the way you treat your talent over here on Dynasty.

StarrStan: Bronson, I don’t mean to sound cross here…but the way Veena and I run our show has nothing to do with you. Being that you are a Showdown Elitist, might I suggest you take your concerns up with Ryan Wilson? As much as I am sure you would love to be back on EAW’s flagship brand as opposed to one of the B shows. 😉

Bronson Daniels: Nah, dickhead, it has *everything* to do with you. My issue’s with YOUR management, nobody else’s. I for damn sure don’t see nobody else playing the favorites game as boldly as you are, and I’m calling you out for it.

StarrStan: :picard: Favorites? What are you going on about, Bronson? I am afraid I have no earthly idea what you mean with playing “favorites.” I run a clean ship. A fair environment for all good men and women alike! Here on Dynasty, we strive to give all of our Elitists an equal opportunity to shine and achieve.

Bronson Daniels: Uh huh, yeah iight. I must just be high then, right? Imagining things, then?

StarrStan: :usure:

Bronson Daniels: Matter fact, don’t answer that. :mjgrin: High, yes, sure, fine, I might be–but that doesn’t mean I’m blind or stupid. It’s obvious you were acting in our own self interest when you decided to book me in a match against TWO Dynasty Elitists to defend my New Breed Title against. It ain’t enough that Dynasty has a chokehold of damn near every other cross-branded title–Specialists, Tag Team, Universal Women’s Title–but you done gave your own brand twice as much of a shot at bringing the New Breed title to Dynasty. Just said “fuck it” and threw two of your own men at the title while it was Dynasty’s turn to present a challenger, didn’t consider how that might look to anybody else at all. Thought you was clever, I bet. Didn’t think at all that maybe Voltage would have liked to put a challenger forward, huh? 

StarrStan: Well–

Bronson Daniels: Nah, of course you didn’t. :pacspit: From day one, it’s always been about you, making YOU look good. About making DYNASTY look good. You don’t give a fuck about EAW, or anybody else. Just you and your image. And I don’t like that shit, Stan. At all. You got me all the way fucked up if you think for a second that I was going to sit back and watch you take advantage of a situation like this.

StarrStan: Here I was thinking as acting DYNASTY GENERAL MANAGER that I had the right idea in mind by prioritizing the needs of my DYNASTY talent. What would you suggest I do, Bronson? Given your expertise on what it takes to run a damn show around here, please. Share with me what you think is the best course of action regarding the New Breed Championship and it’s challengers at Territorial Invasion.

Bronson Daniels: Level the damn playing field. Take somebody out and either make it a one-on-one, or throw a Voltage star in there if you need it to be a triple threat that damn bad.

StarrStan: Or, here’s a wild idea: you can get the hell over it.

Bronson Daniels: :skip:

StarrStan: Groundbreaking, I know. 

Bronson Daniels: Man, fuck you. This shit ain’t right and you know it. How are you not seeing this?

StarrStan: Look, Bronson. What I see are two hungry, determined, and skillful competitors in both Andre Walker and SEBAS. Yes, SEBAS had an opportunity to walk away with the title already when he faced you a few weeks ago–but Andre Walker had something to say about that, and charged at an opportunity and took it in his own hands. The same way SEBAS took control of his own fate and demanded another opportunity at the title after Andre’s interference. That’s the kind of assertiveness and self-determination that makes Dynasty Elitists as special as they come–and it’s no wonder you had to end up on another brand, Bronson. 

Bronson Daniels: :mjpls:

StarrStan: SEBAS and Andre, in my eyes, are both more than deserving of a title opportunity at this point in their careers. It wouldn’t be fair for me to choose one over the other when both men have their reasonings at this point. I also thought it would make for a fine match on the TI card–regardless of how “unfair” you think it may be to you. Clearly, this isn’t so much of a “fairness” issue as it is a “Bronson-doesn’t-have-what-it-takes-to-successfully-defend-his-title-in-a-triple-threat-setting” issue. And that, Mr. Daniels, is not at all my problem.

(Bronson slowly nods his head, taking another hit of the blunt as he meditates on StarrStan’s words for a moment.)

Bronson Daniels: You know what? Fuck it. I hear you loud and clear, StarrStan. Forget I said anything. Bronson Daniels ain’t no pussy, I ain’t afraid at all to go up against two Elitists at all, no sir. Throw as many of them as you want at me, matter of fact. It don’t matter at all, ‘cause I am going to SUCCESSFULLY defend this title against both of the loser henchmen you are sending after me with your biased ass booking. I’m a fighting champion, you little shit, and I am going to make Showdown proud. Consider my victory at TI a massive “fuck you” to you, Veena, and this entire shitty ass brand you running over here. 

StarrStan: Now, I don’t know all about that “making Showdown proud” stuff. I mean, really, imagine wanting to fight for a second rate brand like that! Couldn’t be me. :wow: But I’m glad you managed to find the motivation you needed to compete against both SEBAS and Andre at TI, despite how…lazy you’ve always come across, even back when you did work for me.

Bronson Daniels: 🙄 Now, I’m lazy. Man, suck a dick. If I was so goddamn lazy, I’d have never managed to make something of myself despite your shitty leadership and booking last season.  I’ve reached this position after all the hard fucking work I’ve been putting in, day in and day out. I breathed new life into this New Breed division after it hit an all-time low with the kind of challengers and champions its seen the past few years. So many of those motherfuckers lacked originality, so many of them lacked the skill to even fucking cut a decent promo let alone go toe to toe with a man like me in that ring. And Andre and SEBAS? No fucking different if you ask me. I’ll make short work of both of them, take ‘em on both at once, pause, and prove to you why yo’ whole entire weak ass brand is full of nothing less than mediocre scum that’ll never amount to anything. And I’ll just move forward and I’m gonna keep making history, I’ll keep being a goat, I’ll keep working towards that Hall of Fame award, and I’ll keep being a must-see Elitist. I’m officially making it my business to show you up, Stan. And every last worthless New Breed on your mess of a roster.

StarrStan: Well. I guess there’s only one way to know for sure. Best of luck to you, Bronson. Hope you manage to make the best of the situation.

(StarrStan offers Bronson his hand to shake, but Bronson ignores it. Instead, the New Breed Champion scoffs just before taking another hit from his blunt. StarrStan lowers his hand and turns back to his paperwork, marking Bronson’s cue to exit the office, slamming the door behind him as Dynasty fades back to ringside.)

(“It Follows” by Cane Hill hits as Xander Payne makes his way out on the stage. The fans are obviously booing the hell out him.)

Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A TAG TEAM MATCH SET FOR ONE FALL!! INTRODUCING FIRST…FROM TORONTO, ONTARIO, CANADA….WEIGHING IN AT 250 POUNDS…..XXAANNDDEERRR PPAAYNNNEEEEEEE!!!

(Xander waits at the bottom the ramp.)

(Pure silence fills the air as Khamsin then walks out and then the boos begin to fill the air.)

Stephie Love: AND HIS PARTNER…..FROM ALEXANDRIA, EGYPT….WEIGHING IN AT 220 POUNDS…..KKHAAAMMMSSIINNNN!!!!

Stew-O: I do wonder how these guys will get along tonight. You would think it’d be no problem after the therapy session earlier when they seemed united. You know they wanna get the win to get momentum and they don’t wanna let Captain Charlie down. Especially Khamsin, who was just added to the team last week as a replacement for Mason Massacre!

(‘La Guayaba’ by Riccie Oriach hits as SEBAS walks out and is welcomed with overwhelming cheers.)

Stephie Love: AND THEIR OPPONENTS…FIRST FROM THE DOMINICAN REPUBLIC…WEIGHING IN AT 205 POUNDS…..SSEEEBBBAASSSSS!!!!!

( ‘GATTI’ by JACKBOYS, Pop Smoke.hits as Andre Walker walks out to a mixed reaction, he then meets SEBAS at the bottom the the ramp, and the two give glares at one another before entering the ring,)

Stephie Love: AND HIS PARTNER…FROM BROOKLYN, NEW YORK…WEIGHING IN AT 185 POUNDS…..AANNNDDRREEE WAALLKKKEERRRRR!!!!!!

Flannery McCoy: If you wanna see a team implode, I wouldn’t be shocked if it were tonight. These two can’t stand each other and you know them teaming together is grease on the fire heading into their triple threat match, a match Andre protested against after costing SEBAS his shot at the New Breed Title. Who knows, they could be an exciting duo if they can get along as well. 

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

Stew-O: It looks like Khamsin and Andre are gonna start this one off. This should be a unique matchup of almost similar styles. And now both men lock up in the center of the ring! Andre Walker seems to have gotten the upper hand as he has the side headlock locked in, but then Khamsin connects with a snapmare takedown from above taking down Andre and now he has the headlock locked in on a seated Andre Walker!

Flannery McCoy: Andre Walker is trying to get to a vertical base here, and he gets up to a knee before throwing elbow shots to the midsection of Khamsin, and Andre Walker is back to both feet and he runs and pushes Khamsin off of him to the ropes, and Khamsin rebounds off the ropes, Andre leapfrogs high in the air as Khamsin goes underneath the legs and runs the opposite ropes now, and Khamsin runs right into a knee from Andre that flips him forward! Andre Walker then follows that with a leaping knee strike to the head!

Stew-O: Andre Walker then picks up Khamsin and delivers an uppercut to the jaw! Khamsin stumbles backwards and then Andre follows and connects with another uppercut that drives him into his team’s corner.

(TAG!)

Jake Mercer: Andre Walker tag in SEBAS and now Andre holds Khamsin in the corner, and then SEBAS delivers a midsection body blow! Surprisngly, Andre and SEBAS are co-existing well in this matchup. The million dollar question is how long will it last though? 

Stew-O: And now, SEBAS takes a few steps back, and then charges at Khamsin in the corner looking for the high knee–BUT KHAMSIN SIDE STEPS AND SEBAS DRIVES HIS KNEE INTO THE TURNBUCKLE! SEBAS turns around and then Khamsin hooks an arm and a leg…EXPLODER SUPLEX FROM KHAMSIN ON SEBAS! SEBAS is on his knees crawling holding his back in some pain as he makes his way over to Khamsin’s corner…AND THEN KHAMISIN RUNS THE ROPES AND CONNECTS WITH A DROPKICK TO THE BACK OF SEBAS DRVING SEBAS FACE FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLE! 

(TAG!)

Jake Mercer: Here comes fatty now as Khamsin tags him in, and Xander puts SEBAS in an upright position in the corner, and then drives his elbow into the face countless times! Xander Payne now connects with a vicious headbutt before…..CONNECTING WITH A BELLY TO BACK SUPLEX FROM THE CORNER! XANDER PAYNE LOOKS TO KEEP THE MOMENTUM BUILDING NOW AS HE RUNS OFF THE ROPES….AND XANDER PAYNE CONNECTS WITH A RUNNING SENTON! XANDER COVERS SEBAS!

OONNNEEEEE!!!

TTTWWWOOOOO!!!!

Stew-O: And SEBAS kicks out, which causes Xander Payne with urgency to pick up SEBAS off the mat and place him between his legs, I think he’s gonna try going for the Paynekiller….BUT SEBAS SOMEHOW WITH SOME CRAZY STRENGTH DELIVERS A BACK BODY DROP! 

Jake Mercer: He just lifted a whale. :wtf:

Flannery McCoy: SEBAS looks like the wind was taken out of him after the senton Xander hit, as he holds his chest trying to make his way over to Andre Walker in the corner, but Xander crawls after SEBAS and then grabs him by the right foot! SEBAS flips over on to his back and tries to shove away Xander…BUT XANDER HELD ON! Xander now gets to both feet and then grabs the other foot of SEBAS and then hooks both legs….AND THEN XANDER SLINGSHOTS SEBAS INTO THE CORNER FROM THE MAT! 

Stew-O: BUT SEBAS LANDED ON THE SECOND ROPE LIKE SPIDER MAN!! XANDER PAYNE STANDS UP AND THEN SEES SEBAS FLYING RIGHT AT HIM AND SEBAS CONNECTS WITH A SPINNING HURRICANRANA! Xander Payne falls back into the corner, ans then SEBAS charges and drives both of his knees into the chest of Xander in his corner!

(TAG!)

Flannery McCoy: Andre Walker just tagged himself in, and I don’t think SEBAS appreciated that as he felt he had the momentum going his way. Both Andre and SEBAS exchange looks with one another as Andre now goes on the offense against Xander Payne…XANDER PAYNE GRABS THE HEAD OF ANDRE AND SWITCHES PLACES WITH HIM THROWING ANDRE IN THE CORNER! XANDER KNOCKS SEBAS OFF THE APRON NEXT TO HIM BEFORE TURNING HIS ATTENTION BACK TO ANDRE AND THEN CONNECTING WITH A KNIFE EDGE CHOP! ANOTHER KNIFE EDGE CHOP! AND THEN ANOTHER ONE FROM XANDER PAYNE!

Stew-O: Xander Payne runs to the opposite corner, and THEN CHARGES FULL SPEED LIKE A FREIGHT TRAIN TO ANDRE! AND XANDER CONNECTS WITH THE LEAPING SPLASH IN THE CORNER! XANDER FOLLOWS THAT UP NOW WITH A RUNNING BULLDOG IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! COVER FROM XANDER!

OONNNEEE!!!

TTWWWWOOOOOO!!!!

Flannery McCoy: Andre Walker with a kickout! And now Xander Payne picks up Andre and drags him over to his corner as….

(TAG!)

Flannery McCoy: Xander tags back in Khamsin, and then Khamsin hops up to the top rope as Xander picks up Andre Walker in a powerslam position on his shoulder…BUT ANDRE WALKER SLIPS OUT FROM BEHIND XANDER AND SHOVES XANDER AT KHAMSIN CAUSING KHAMSIN TO LOSE HIS BALANCE ON THE TOP ROPE LANDING ON HIS GROIN! DROPKICK TO THE BACK OF XANDER AND XANDER FALLS THROUGH THE SECOND ROPE TO THE OUTSIDE FLOOR! ANDRE WALKER SEES KHAMSIN ON THE TOP ROPE, AND KHAMSIN IS A SITTING DUCK UP THERE! ANDRE WALKER RUNS UP TO THE TOP ROPE AND THEN GETS KHAMSIN IN A SUPERPLEX SPOT! AND THEN ANDRE WALKER CONNECTS WITH A FALCON ARROW FROM THE TOP ROPE! HE HOOKS THE LEG FOR THE COVER!!

OONNNEEEE!!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOOOO!!!!

TTTHHHRRREEEEEEEEE!!!!

Stew-O: KICKOUT FROM KHAMSIN! Now Andre Walker looks up to the top rope and begins his walk over there and begins to ascend u[ the top rope, he looks next to him and catches Xander Payne attempting to push him off, he points as Xander to keep his distance as he turns his attention back to Khamsin inside the ring! ANDRE WALKER NOW GOES FOR THE MOONSAULT! BUT NO! KHAMSIN GOT THE KNEES UP! 

Flannery McCoy: KHAMSIN THEN TRANSITIONS INTO AMATERASU VICE GRIP!!! THE ANACONDA VICE SUBMISSION IS LOCKED IN RIGHT NOW! SEBAS IS TRYING TO YELL AT ANDRE WALKER TO GET OUT OF THIS! BUT I DON’T THINK HE CAN! KHAMSIN APPLIES EVEN MORE PRESSURE ON IT! 

Stew-O: SEBAS TRIES TO GET IN THE RING TO BREAK IT UP, BUT XANDER PAYNE CHARGES AND TAKES HIM OUT….BUT NO! SEBAS PULLS THE ROPES DOWN AND XANDER WENT OVER THE TOP ROPE! SEBAS NOW SPRINGBOARDS FROM THE OUTSIDE AND CONNECTS WITH A FROG SPLASH ON TOP OF KHAMSIN BEFORE ROLLING OUT OF THE RING! 

Flannery McCoy: SEBAS just saved the match for his team, and now SEBAS make sit back over to his corner and then tries to encourage Andre to make it over for the tag, and it seems like Andre is almost there…BUT XANDER PAYNE FROM THE OUTSIDE PULLS OFF SEBAS AND THEN THEY BEGIN TO THROW SHOTS AT ONE ANOTHER! XANDER PAYNE THEN RAMS SEBAS’ HEAD INTO THE STEEL STEPS BEFORE THROWING HIM SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE! KHAMSIN INSIDE THE RING GOES FOR THE SPLASH IN THE CORNER ON ANDRE…BUT ANDRE HAD EYES AT THE BACK OF HIS HEAD AND SIDESTEPS IT!!

Stew-O: ANDRE WALKER KICKS KHAMSIN IN THE MIDSECTION AND GOES FOR THE DRE WALKER 3000!!!! HE HAS HIM BETWEEN THE LEGS AND HE LIFTS HIM UP AND HE HOOKS THE ARMS WITH HIS LEGS–BUT XANDER PAYNE IS BACK IN THE RING AND HITS ANDRE IN THE BACK CAUSING HIM TO DROP KHAMISIN! XANDER RUNS AND GOES BACK TO HIS CORNER, MEANWHILE KHAMSIN, CONNECTS WITH A RIPCORD KNEE STRIKE TO THE HEAD OF ANDRE WALKER! KHAMISIN HAS ANDRE IN POSITION NOW….ALEXANDRIAN GUILLOTINE!!!!!!! HE HIT IT! BUT LOOK! XANDER PAYNE IS BEGGING TO BE TAGGED IN! AND NOW KHAMSIN WALKS OVER. 

(TAG!)

Stew-O: Khamsin tags in Xander Payne, and then Xander climbs up to the top rope and….FROG SPLASH FROM XANDER PAYNE! NICE ELEVATION THERE FROM THE BIG BOY! HE COVERS!

OONNNEEEE!!!!

TTWWWWOOOOO!!!!

THRRREEEEEEE!!!!!

Stew-O: LOOK! SEBAS WAS GONNA SLIDE IN THE RING, BUT DECIDED AGAINST IT LEAVING HIS PARTNER OUT TO DRY!

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

(“It Follows hits as Xander rises to his feet, him and Khamsin’s hands both get raised.)

Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNERS…..KKHAAAMMSSIIIINNNN AND XXAANNDDERRR PAAAYYNNNEEEEE!!!!

Stew-O: You know somewhere, the captain Charlie Marr loved that win for momentum! Khamin and Xander had minimum problems and picked up the win. 

Flannery McCoy: What about SEBAS not breaking up the cover? The two weren’t getting along all match, but damn. I guess the New Breed Title is truly the only thing SEBAS cares about right now!

(The final shot is of Xander and Khamsin celebrating their victory in the ring, while the camera pans to see SEBAS on the stage, with his hands on his waist, showing a look of disappointment in his partner shaking his head.)

(A commercial for hair care products starring a collective coalition of Terry Chambers, SKA, Charlie Marr, and Chris Elite. Which ends in a wild brawl because coincidently, all of them are in the Brand Warfare match)

(Dynasty comes back from commercial break as the camera pans around the Performance Center for a moment. Before long ‘Never Too Late To Dance’ by DREAMERS plays up to loud cheers from the crowd that occupies the place as Sierra Bradford and Harper Lee from The Realm make their way out to the stage. Both accompanied with bright smiles on their faces as they do so as they energetically make their way down the ramp, both equally hyping up the crowd as they do so. Sierra wastes no time sliding into the ring as Harper takes the steps and enters in as well. Both ask for a mic as they head to the center of the ring as ‘Never Too Late To Dance’ fades out and both of them begin to speak)

Harper Lee: You know we’re headed onto that road to Territorial Invasion, it’s clear that both me and Sierra are pumped for the occasion. I mean, we’ve made it known pretty well that we’re very high about our chances when it comes to the Unified Tag Team Championship match that we’re in. I mean if it wasn’t obvious when me and Sarah beat the current Tag Team Champions, The Grand Athletes, I don’t know what’s going to break it to you. I know damn well that we’re going to come out as your new Unified Tag Team Champions, and I don’t think there’s any doubt about that right? We are perfectly capable of doing so and I don’t think there will be any naysayers with a valid opinion out there who will say otherwise. No matter what obstacle is thrown our way, it is nothing, absolutely nothing, that we can’t overcome. I mean I’ve been biding my time for a long time, failure after failure, it reaches to a person right? But this is that moment, to turn that all around, one opportunity is all it takes, and I’m going to make sure to grab it while it’s still there.

Sierra Bradford: The Grand Athletes should be sure about the fact that we’re not going to rest wearily, in fact, they should be the ones to do so. We’re the ones that exploited their flaws from the get-go, we’ve opened their wounds and we’ve shown why they aren’t credible Tag Team Champions, to begin with. This isn’t a Drizzy & Vizzy situation like what happened beforehand, we’re facing a Tag Team who have shown that they need help every step of the way in order to get what they want in this company, yes keyword, want, there’s a marginal difference between a want and a need. We’re pretty confident that we’re going to win, so confident, that I think I feel the need to raise the stakes, don’t you Harper?

Harper Lee: We heard what you both had to say next week, corny, boring, but we listened. You talked about the dragon, you talked about the fact that we both had to get past that in order to reach our dreams. Climbing and reaching new heights, climbing. This is why we propose this, and it’s an offer that we know that you’ll accept in a blink of an eye, I don’t think there’s any thinking when it comes to that. We did a lot of thinking, and we propose that we spice up this Tag Title match a little bit, to what? A flaming ladder match? Yeah, don’t you love the sound of that? We’re just putting it out there right now, we’d be willing to fight you in any means, and either way no matter that, we’d be destined to beat you in more ways than one. Which is why we’re putting it out there, the floor is yours. 

(Harper puts down her mic as both members of The Realm turn to the stage and wait patiently. They wait for The Grand Athletes to show, before finally ‘Princes of The Universe’ by Queen plays up to a mixed reaction. The Grand Athletes, in their ring gear preparing for their first-ever main event tonight, come out with the Unified Tag Team Championships around their shoulder. Mark Macias is seen tilting his head with a smirk on his face as Limmy Monaghan closes his eyes for a moment, slowly nodding in response to what The Realm had to say. ‘Princes of The Universe’ fades out as The Grand Athletes begin to speak)

Limmy Monaghan: AHAH WOO! NOW YOU’RE SPEAKING MY LANGUAGE! Love it, absolutely love it. Now I don’t know about you Mark but pushing away whatever annoying blubber that they had to speak about and whatever the fuck they just said, WOO! SPICY! 

Mark Macias: Now I know we all are usually not on the same page, but that was good. That was really good, not only do we get to knock you both of your high horses, which will be fun just by itself by the way. But we get to do it in style as well? Adding gasoline to the literal flame? I love the sound of it. So I don’t know about you Limmy? But I think I speak for the both of us when we say on behalf of The Unified Tag Team Champions, we accept.

(Both members of The Realm are seen looking at one another with a smirk on their faces as Limmy begins to speak)

Limmy Monaghan: Won’t it just be fun beating you? I keep that story that me and Mark told close to my heart, so to turn that into fruition? Well then don’t mind if we do right? Not only toppling you both down off your castles of dirt like the two roguishly charming dragons did in the story, but doing it at Territorial Invasion too? Well, don’t mind if we do. Rest easy Harper, Sierra, it’ll all be over soon.

(Both members of The Grand Athletes hold their Unified Tag Team Championships high in the air as ‘Princes of The Universe’ kicks in again. Both The Realm and The Grand Athletes stare one another down as that’s the last shot seen before the camera transitions to elsewhere)

(A commercial for Bronson Daniels’ edible brownies, now with dogs! Now including light mode)

(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)

Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!

(“Pure Water” by Skepta hits to boos from the crowd.)

Stephie Love: Introducing first from Kingston Upon Thames, England, United Kingdom weighing in at 200 pounds he is the EAW Pure Champion… he is “The Prince” DRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAY FONTANA!!!!

(Dray Fontana comes out to the ring with a scowl on his face flashing his Unruly x Unrivaled t-shirt on the way to the ring.)

Stew-O: Can you believe that Dray has almost been here a whole year?

Flannery McCoy: Is that all? Seems like much longer with all he has accomplished!

Jake Mercer: No no it is much longer. Come down to my house one night and we can watch his classics in EAW back in the 1960s when Dray became the first British wrestler in EAW history.

Stew-O: Nah I’m good homie.

Flannery McCoy: Never again.

(“Tougher Colder Killer” by EI-P ft. Killer Mike and Despot hits to even more boos from the crowd.)

Stephie Love: And his opponent from Oakland, California weighing in at 230 pounds he is “The Inevitable” LEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEETHAL CONSEQUENCESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Lethal Consequences makes his way to the ring looking pissed off and ready to kick anyone’s ass that crosses his path.)

Stew-O: Lethal Consequences has really been on a roll lately. Ever since Pain for Pride or even maybe before that he has been absolutely unstoppable in the ring.

Flannery McCoy: It’s true he has definitely tapped into that old Lethal Consequences and reminded everyone why he is a Hall of Famer. I wouldn’t be shocked if we see him at the very top of Dynasty this season.

Jake Mercer: It’s all thanks to me! When I made sure he won at Pain for Pride I unlocked his true potential! Just like in my favorite anime! He always had what it took. He just needed someone to believe in him! :blessed:

(DING! DING! DING!)

Stew-O: This should be an intriguing matchup between two intense brawlers. However, obviously the experience edge will go to the Hall of Famer Lethal Consequences. We will see if that plays a factor here tonight! Lethal immediately charges in and begins throwing hard punches to Dray Fontana… and a Missile Dropkick sending Dray to the outside. Lethal tosses Dray right into the steel steps before throwing him face first into the glass barriers at ringside to help our great fans socially distance. Lethal grabs Dray by the hair and goes to throw him back into the ring. He does so but Dray hangs on the ropes on the inside only to get hit with a big Uppercut by Lethal. And now a Headbutt from the hard bald head of Lethal as Dray falls and rolls to the outside once more. Lethal rolls immediately after him shoving him to the ground and stomping a mudhole into his chest before tossing him back into the ring once more. But Dray rolls out the other side trying to get away from Lethal. But Lethal following him an-

Flannery McCoy: Dray Fontana grabs the ankle of Lethal Consequences as he leaves the ring and drops him down hard on his back on the apron! Lethal hits his head as Dray grabs him and throws him hard into the ring steps sending them flying all over ringside. Dray back on the offensive now as he slams Lethal’s head this time into the glass barricade at ringside. Dray climbs back into the ring and calls for the referee to count! Dray wants to win by any means necessary!

Referee: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! TE-

Jake Mercer: But Lethal Consequences makes it back into the ring! But Dray Fontana was waiting for him! UXU DISASTER KICK CONNECTS!!! Dray with the cover!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR-

Stew-O: Kickout by Lethal Consequences! Dray Fontana now raining down punches on his opponent as he has turned the match in his favor. Dray is going in and he is doing it straight brawler style showing why he is the Pure Champion as the referee threatens to disqualify him for using closed fist punches. Dray can’t be contained as Lethal now on the defensive here and seems to be taking some of these blows pretty heavily. Lethal falls backwards into the corner trying to put the referee between himself and Dray!

Flannery McCoy: But Dray Fontana shoves the referee out of the way to get to Lethal Consequences! Hard kick to the gut of Lethal by Dray who picks his opponent back up and knocks him back down with a swift jab right to the gabber. Lethal falls into the corner as Dray follows up on him stomping a mudhole in his ass. Lethal being destroyed here tonight as Dray cockily mocks the Hall of Famer before stomping on him once more. Dray telling Lethal it is his time now! Repeated stomps here by Dray who yells to the crowd that he should be in the Hall of Fame. But Lethal is back up and trading punches with Dray. But Dray grabs Lethal by his slippery bald head and digs his fingernails in! He bashes his opponent’s head in over the top rope! Repeatedly! ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE!

Jake Mercer: The referee now forcing Dray Fontana off of Lethal Consequences here as Lethal staggers into the middle of the ring. Dray with a Snapmare on Lethal before he runs the ropes… Running Dropkick to the back of Lethal’s neck! Lethal snapping forward his neck jerking hard there as Dray shoves him down hard on the back of his head to do further damage. Dray drags Lethal back up and drops him with a Sit Down Piledriver! Dray with the cover!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEE!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! THRRRRREEEEEEEE!!!!!!-

Stew-O: Kickout by Lethal Consequences! I thought Dray Fontana snapped his neck but he is still in this thing! Dray pissed off as he drives his boot down hard into the back of the neck of a sitting Lethal. Lethal shoved with so much force he goes flying out beneath the bottom rope and to the outside. But here comes Dray leaping through the ropes with a Suicide Dive into a Diving Forearm! NO! Big time miss there as Lethal ducks and Dray goes arm first into the glass barrier bouncing off it and crashing to the floor!

Flannery McCoy: Lethal Consequences sees an opening as he tosses Dray Fontana back into the ring and swiftly locks him into a headlock. Lethal grimacing and clenching his teeth almost as tightly as he has that headlock applied and Dray is fading! The referee raises up his arm… it falls! He raises up the arm again! It falls again! Could this be the end of Dray? The referee raises his arm one more time…

Jake Mercer: IT STAYS UP! BAH GAWD DRAY IS STILL IN THIS THING! Dray fighting now! Dray Fontana fighting his way back up to his feet and Lethal Consequences is shook! But Lethal just drops down taking down Dray’s head with him to the mat slamming him head first! Dray with impressive stamina right back up but a kick to the face from Lethal! Dray staggers back as Lethal locks him into a Front Headlock… he twists around! Swinging Neckbreaker connects! Down goes Dray as now Lethal is the one stomping a mudhole into him! Lethal is relentless as he takes out all his pent up aggression on his opponent here tonight. But Lethal holds his neck in pain as he has to stop stomping for a minute due to the trauma he incurred earlier on in the match!

Stew-O: Lethal Consequences takes a break holding his neck as he waits for Dray Fontana to get back up. But Dray with a cheap shot out of nowhere! RAPTURE KILLER OUT OF NOWHERE!

Flannery McCoy: NO! LETHAL CONSEQUENCES DODGED IT! LETHAL SPINS AROUND AND HITS THE LCR! DOWN GOES DRAY! DOWN GOES DRAY! LETHAL WITH THE COVER!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! THRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

(DING! DING! DING!)

Stephie Love: Here is your winner… LEEEEEEETTTTTHHHHALLLL COOOOOOOONSEQUENCES!!!!!

(“Tougher Colder Killer” by EI-P ft. Killer Mike and Despot hits as Lethal Consequences has his arm raised in victory.)

Jake Mercer: He did it! Lethal Consequences defeated the EAW Pure Champion!

Flannery McCoy: That is no small feat props to him whether you like him or not!

Stew-O: Could this mean Dray is on a downward spiral and him dropping the title soon is inevitable? We will see if he can bounce back from this next week on the next episode of Dynastyball Z!

Jake Mercer: :skip:

(The camera cuts to a commercial for the local bodega that the EAW wrestlers frequently visit near the Performance Center. #SupportLocalBusinesses #VivaLaBodega)

(We see Veena backstage in her office talking about Territorial invasion over the phone. Very animated, you can see the passion flowing; showing how much she believes in team Dynasty. We don’t know who she is talking to but we can tell that she considers them a moron) 

Veena: A clean sweep will happen at Territorial invasion, Dynasty will not lose a match I can assure you of that. We have the best talen in all of EAW, we killed the draft; and at Territorial Invasion we will prove just that. Everyone bleeds red, it just takes a real competitor to fight for it.. You know what I mean? … Ok shut up, I don’t actually want you to talk to me, I just need you to listen. Yes, Dynasty sure houses some of the greatest in EAW no.. All of teh greatest in EAW! Dynasty doesn’t miss! Except for… Nina… I don’t know why she exists, like I said we killed it in the draft; but we didn’t hire this bitch. I dont remember Dynasty ordering a Russian bride, but here she is. But as I showed last week, I’m superior to her in every way. She isn’t capable of winning a match that I’m competing in, because I outshine her. I wouldn’t be surprised if she doesn’t win any at all! 

???: Ahem

(Veena had her back turned to the door, and is shocked to hear someone has snuck up behind her) 

Veena: FUCK! 

(Veena grabs at her chest as she’s surprised by the presence of someone)

Veena: What are you a Russian spy? How dare you sneak up on me like that! 

Nina: Nyet, door was open, and I walked through, you has the problems? Lock door. 

Veena: Why are you even here, go away, this is my personal time… 

Nina: Personal time during the show on air? Pathetic. I just come here to confront you, and ask why you must act.. How you Americans say “pettiness”? 

Veena; I don’t know if you have a shit ton of peanut butter in your mouth or what, but I have no idea what you’re saying to me. 

Nina: Of course you don’t, how convenient that you wouldn’t know what I’m saying, when I’m trying to get the bottom lines. I had match won last week, but for some reasons you decide it was time to do the tags, why is this? Perhaps jealous? Perhaps you have some sort of obsession with trying to out do me. I would just like to know why. 

Veena: Listen here bitch, you don’t waltz on in her, and try to ask me anything. I’m your fucking boss you walking sack of sperm, ok? All you are is a cum receptacle, and nothing more. You must realize who the fuck you’re talking to. I am not jealous, I am not obsessed, I am simply doing what is best for Dynasty. The only reason that you were even in that position of winning was because of me in the first place. Do you understand the power I have over you? Do you understand that I make or break your entire career? You just show up to Dynasty and think you have a job because you suck some knob but no. Look Vagnina, you are only here because of me. I allow you to exist in my world, and this utter disrespect makes me think that I made the wrong decision. I don’t like being wrong Nina, and with a snap of my fingers I can right my wrongs in an instant.. Don’t make me. 

NIna: Da da, I thinks the only reason that you took that victory from my grasps was so that you could still have an excuse for me. You know I deserve to be here, you know I deserve, but with you stealing victory from my clutches, you can still have your warped reality. You just want to outdo me, and it’s quite pathetics… Your pettiness shows blatantly and I just wanted to come here and get it straight from the horse mouthes why you always think you need to try and out dos me. It never works, and only makes you seem like cheap skank, just getting what she can because of lack of talent. But as the Americans say, you do you sis… I just wanted you to be aware of how everyone else views you. 

Veena: Hmm cute, is that all you had to say? Because honestly you’re just wasting my time with this bullshit.. 

(Nina puts a finger to her chin in a thinking manner)

Nina: Not quites, Since you wanna be petty and bend the rules in your favors and to make you look goods; how’s about we makes  our match at Territorial Invasion a match where you can’t get away with your American pettiness :flag_ru: 

Veena: I have no idea what you’re talking about, if only you could take the marbles out of your mouth *sigh*

Nina: I’m talking about a flag match you stupid ho.. 

Veena: FINE! I can’t wait to grab the GREATEST flag in the WORLD, and rub it in your stupid illegal foreign face! Does that mean I get to deport you too?!! 

(Nina just smirks, shakes her head and leaves the office. Camera fades to black) 

(‘Roll With Me’ by Charlie XCX hits as Andrea Valentine steps out onto the stage. The crowd cheers her on heavily as she smiles and waves out to them on her way down to the ring)

Stephie Love: The following contest is set for ONE FALL!!! Making her way to the ring.. From Orlando, Florida!!! Weighing in at 110lbs!! ANDREA VALENTINE!!!!!!!

Stew-O: Here’s the number one contender for The World Heavyweight Championship!

Flannery McCoy: Last week her match with Andre Walker was interrupted by SEBAS, but I believe it’s safe to say that Andrea Valentine fought hard through the mental game that The Visual Prophet was playing on her at the commentary table.

Jake Mercer: She did kick the Visual in his Prophets didn’t she? :mjlit:

(‘Me’ by Taylor Swift featuring Brendan Durie hits, as Veena Adams steps out onto the stage to a large amount of boos. Veena brushes off the heat from the crowd as she continues to strut down to the ring)

Stephie Love: And Her opponent! From Greenwich, Connecticut!! Weighing in at 125lbs!!! VEENA ADAMS!!!!

Jake Mercer: I like Veena!

Flannery McCoy: And why is that?

Jake Mercer: The. Way she got the pinfall last week. You can see the hunger in her eyes to win. She probably gets it from her uncle.

Flannery McCoy: She stole that pin..

Jake Mercer: A win is a win. And I can bet money she’ll be able to take out Andrea Valentine tonight.

Flannery. McCoy: I won’t take that bet because anything is possible, but I would like to believe that Veena Adams would enjoy a victory over the number one contender for the world heavyweight championship.

Stew-O: That would be huge for her!! Lets see how she does!

(DING! DING! DING!)

Stew-O: Here we go! This match starts off with both Andrea and Veena circling one another in the center of the ring!! Veena with a quick kick to the side of Andrea’s lower leg!! Another!! Andrea responds with a kick of her own! No! Veena manages to step back and avoids the kick entirely!! Andrea loses her balance from the missed kick.. AND VEENA ADAMS STRIKES HER HARD WITH A RIGHT HOOK TO THE JAW!!!

Jake Mercer: Those MMA style punches are a specialty for Veena! Andrea doesn’t want to find herself getting hit by too many of those!

Stew-O: That’s for sure, but she can’t help it right now as we can clearly see that Veena isn’t letting up! She continues to fire away with right hands that land on Andrea’s shoulder and face! All Andrea can do is try to block these impressive strikes by Veena Adams!

Flannery McCoy: Andrea quickly tries to tie up with Veena to prevent her from throwing anymore punches, but Veena with the quick shove that sends Valentine back first into the corner!! AND VEENA CONTINUES TO STRIKE ANDREA WITH RIGHT HAND PUNCHES!!!!

Stew-O: The referee is quickly getting himself involved now as he is not liking the action in the corner!

One.. Two.. Three.. Four.. Fi-

Jake Mercer: And Veena Adams backs out of the corner with her hands in the air. Veena takes a few steps back.. AND SHE CHARGES AT ANDREA VALENTINE WITH A RUNNING KNEE STRIKE TO THE FACE IN THE CORNER!!!

Flannery McCoy: NO!! Andrea catches Veena in the face with a forearm shot just as Veena was leaping into the air!! Veena falls back onto her feet in the ring as she clutches at her nose in pain!! Veena charges back at Andrea!!!

Stew-O: BUT ANDREA GETS HER BOOTS UP AS VEENA’S FACE RAMS RIGHT INTO THEM!!! The force causes Veena to spin all the way around as she grabs at her face once more in pain!! Veena turns around..

Flannery McCoy: LOOK STEW!! IT’S ANDREA!!

Stew-O: Andrea Valentine has climbed herself up onto the middle rope! She’s staring directly at Veena Adams!! DIVING CROSSBODY BY ANDREA VALENTINE!!!! IT CONNECTS!!!

Jake Mercer: Andrea quickly pops back up to her feet and begins to run towards the far ropes!! Andrea bounces back as Veena Adams just now gets up to her feet! Tilt-A-Whirl Headscissors Takedown by Andrea Valentine connects as it sends Veena flipping in the air before crashing down onto her back in the ring!! Andrea gets back up to her feet quickly as Veena follows right after while clutching at her lower back!! RUNNING LARIAT BY ANDREA VALENTINE!!! Veena hits the canvas hard, but pops right back up to her feet.. AND SHE’S MET BY ANOTHER RUNNING LARIAT BY ANDREA!!!!

Stew-O: It looks like Andrea has taken full control of this match as she is beginning to push the pace right now! Veena Adams slowly working herself up onto her hands and knees. She looks up.. RUNNING METEORA BY ANDREA VALENTINE HITS!!! ANDREA JUST VEENA’S HEAD INTO THE RING WITH HER KNEES!!! Andrea hooks the legs!!

ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!

TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

THHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRR-

Jake Mercer: And there’s the kickout! Andrea quickly gets back up to her feet as she stomps down onto the right arm of Veena Adams! Andrea walks around and stomps down onto Veena’s left arm now!! Andrea put a lot of force into that one right there, but she’s not done as she walks around towards Veena’s lower body!! And Andrea leaps in the air to connect with a Double Footstomp down onto the inside of Veena’s left knee!!! Veena clutches at her knee and yelps in pain!!! Andrea walks around even more.. AND DOUBLE FOOTSTOMPS THE INSIDE OF THE OTHER KNEE!!!

Stew-O: Andrea is doing an absolutely incredible job right now with these strong stomps onto Veena’s body! She goes for another! AND THIS STOMP LANDS DIRECTLY INTO THE STOMACH OF VEENA ADAMS!! Veena is clutching at her abdomen in pain as Andrea reaches down and brings her up to her feet. Andrea with a swift kick to the side of Veena’s leg!! Another one to the other side!!! Andrea follows that up with a kick to the mid-section!! IT CONNECTS!! Andrea now props her boot against the face of Veena Adams! She grabs a hold of her arm.. INVERTED STOMP FACEBREAKER BY ANDREA VALENTINE!!!!!

Jake Mercer: NO!!! VEENA SHOVES ANDREA VALENTINE BACK!!! Andrea wants to get back on the attack however, as she charges in at Veena Adams with a forearm!!

Stew-O: NO!! Veena Adams ducks down and sweeps Andrea’s right leg up into the air!! And Veena follows up with a single leg takedown that sends Andrea to the canvas!! Veena Adams now transitions down to Andrea’s right ankle.. AND LOCKS IN THE ANKLE LOCK!!! Incredible chain wrestling on display by Veena Adam’s!!

Flannery McCoy: BUT LOOK!! Andrea is kicking her leg as much as she can! She’s trying to kick herself free from Veena’s grip!! Andrea now pups up and hops on her free leg as Veena holds her right leg in her arms!! BUT VEENA QUICKLY TRIPS THE LEG ANDREA IS HOPPING ON AS ANDREA HITS THE CANVAS HARD!! Veena turns Andrea’s body over.. AND LOCKS IN THE SINGLE LEG BOSTON CRAB!!!

Jake Mercer: Andrea Valentine is in tremendous pain right now! She’s struggling as she attempts to reach for the ropes!! She’s extending her arms out as far as she can!!

Flannery McCoy: She can do it! She’s almost there!! Andrea army crawls closer to the ropes!! She extends her arm ou-

Stew-O: AND VEENA ADAMS APPLIES MORE PRESSURE BY STRETCHING ANDREA’S LEG BACK CLOSE TO HER HEAD!!!

Jake Mercer: Wow Andrea is incredibly flexible! Do you think she licks her ass regularly?

Flannery McCoy: Why would she?

Jake Mercer: Gavin Kirkland would..

Stew-O: Andrea is in a lot of pain right now! She’s trying to raise her arm high enough to grab the ropes, but Veena is sitting back and applying so much pressure on her lower back and legs!! Veena is going for the submission here and wants to put this one away!!

Flannery McCoy: BUT ANDREA VALENTINE GRABS THE ROPES!! ANDREA GETS THE ROPE BREAK!!!

Stew-O: But it looks like Veena isn’t letting that stop her as she continues to hold that boston crab!! The referee begins his count!

One.. Two.. Three.. Four.. Fi-

Stew-O: And Veena Adams finally releases that submission hold!

Jake Mercer: Veena rises up to her feet as she looks down at Andrea Valentine who is still holding that bottom rope tightly with her right hand while pressing her left hand against her lower back. Veena quickly reaches down and grabs Andrea Valentine by the head and hair as she brings Valentine up to her feet! Veena with a strong jab! She follows it up with a right hook!! Andrea stumbles on her feet as Veena grabs her by the head and lowers it! AND VEENA JAMS HER KNEE INTO THE FACE OF ANDREA VALENTINE!!

Stew-O: That shot pops Andrea Valentine right back up!! Andrea is standing groggy on her feet then quickly gets shoved into the turnbuckles by Veena Adams!!

Flannery McCoy: Veena Adams has re-gained her momentum as she has taken back control of this match!!

Stew-O: That’s for sure! Veena has Andrea leaned up against the turnbuckles in the corner! She makes her way over to Valentine.. AND DRIVES HER KNEE INTO ANDREA’S STOMACH!! ANOTHER SHOT BY VEENA!!! AND ANOTHER!!!

Jake Mercer: Veena Adams now backs away from Andrea Valentine. She takes a moment before charging back at her with.. A RUNNING KNEE STRIKE TO THE FACE!!! Veena connects perfectly with that shot on Valentine as she grips her by the head!! AND VEENA ADAMS RUNS OUT OF THE CORNER WITH ANDREA’S HEAD AND CONNECTS WITH A MIGHTY BULLDOG IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!!!

Flannery McCoy: Veena Adams gets back up to her feet as she looks down at Andrea Valentine!! Andrea clutches at her head in pain as she slowly works her way up to her hands and knees! Veena Adams squats low as she stares at her opponent!! Andrea stands up.. SPEAR!!!! SPEAR BY VEENA ADAMS!!!!

Stew-O: NO!!! ANDREA VALENTINE LEAPS OVER THE SPEAR AS VEENA ADAMS GOES HEAD FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!!! Veena Adams clutches at her head as she turns around, bent over in pain!!!!

Flannery McCoy: LOVE HAZE!!!! ANDREA VALENTINE JUST RAN THE ROPES AND HIT THE LOVE HAZE OUT OF NOWHERE!!!! Veena is knocked out!! And Andrea goes for the pin!!!

ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

THHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

(DING! DING! DING!)

(‘Roll With Me’ by Charlie XCX hits as the crowd bursts into cheers. Andrea Valentine quickly gets up to her feet and gets her hand raises by the referee)

Stephie Love: Here is your winner!!! ANDREA VALENTINE!!!!!!!!!!

Stew-O: The number one contender for the world heavyweight championship picked up the win, but we can’t discredit the efforts from Veena Adams.

Flannery McCoy: Both women put up a great fight, but Andrea proved why she’s the number one cont-

Stew-O: AND ANDREA JUST STOMPED DOWN ONTO THE BODY OF VEENA ADAMS!!! AGAIN!!! AND AGAIN!!! What is going on!?!?

Jake Mercer: I can’t explain her actions Stew, but I’m loving it!! Andrea with another stomp onto the body of Veena Adams!!! The referee is trying to get Andrea away from Veena, but it’s no use!! Andrea shoves the referee off to the side and continues to stomp down onto Veena’s body!!

Flannery McCoy: And now what!?! Andrea just exited the ring! She’s walking towards us and grabs.. A CHAIR!!! ANDREA VALENTINE GRABS 2 CHAIRS!!!

Stew-O: This isn’t looking to good for Veena Adams right now!! Andrea slides both chairs into the ring then follows in herself!! Andrea quickly picks up one of the chairs and quickly drives it into the abdomen of Veena Adams!!! Veena yelps in pain as Andrea looks down at that second chair! What is she thinking!?!

Jake Mercer: Andrea grabs that second chair and opens it up! She slides Veena’s head through the opening in the folds of the chair!! Andrea now slams the chair closed as Veena’s head and upper body is sandwiched inside!!! Andrea grabs the other chair!! She lifts it up into the air over Veena Adams!!! AND ANDREA DRIVES THE STEEL CHAIR IN-

Stew-O: THREE.. NO FOUR OFFICIALS CHARGE INTO THE RING AND GRAB ANDREA BEFORE SHE CAN DELIVER THAT CHAIR SHOT!!! One of them confiscates the chair as the remaining three are holding Andrea back!!

Flannery McCoy: What do you think is going on with Andrea Valentine, Stew? This is nothing like her!!

Stew-O: I have no idea Flannery, but what I do know is that Andrea had the intentions of really hurting Veena Adams just now!!

(The camera shows Andrea Valentine trying to break free from the referees holding her back. Veena Adams lays on the canvas of the ring still inside the folds of the chair. The scene fades to black)

(A commercial is shown for the live action recreation of the Grand Athletes story that they read over on Dynasty. Starring two cardboard dragons and two men in a wig)

(‘Pure Water’ by Skepta hits as the crowd boos loudly. After a moment, Dray Fontana steps out onto the stage with the EAW PURE Championship resting on his shoulder. The crowd boos even louder at the sight of the prince. Dray does his peek-a-boo taunt to the fans as his response to all of the boos before making his way down the ramp and towards the ring.)

Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen!!! Please welcome the EAW PURE Champion!!! PRINCE DRAY FONTANA!!!!!

Jake Mercer: The Prince is here in the Impact Zone!!!

Flannery McCoy: Why do you insist on calling the performance center that?

Jake Mercer: Because Dynasty is where we will totally not stop the action!!! :mjgrin:

(Dray Fontana steps into the ring and is immediately handed a microphone. Dray circles the inside of the ring for a moment before beginning to speak)

Dray Fontana: For the past few weeks, both Jalyn Garcia and I have been going back and forth about who is more worthy to hold this championship, me or him.. He’s gone on to belittle my The Royalty that is both me and this championship reign that I am currently having. He’s tries to downplay me as if I was just a Joker and not the Prince.. He acts as if I am not truly the king that reigns over the PURE division.. But isn’t it clear to everyone that there is a reason why I hold this belt and not him? It’s because when my name is called and I face a challenge, I slay it like the prince that I am.. I slayed the beast known as Xander Payne and won this championship in a way that only a prince could… But him? Hahaha..

Dray Fontana: Jalyn Garcia couldn’t even put up a respectable effort against Serena Bennett last week. Honestly it was pretty insulting for me to watch because Jalyn Garcia has the nerve to try and tell not just me, but the entire world, that his pathetic self would make for a better PURE Champion.. Really, Jalyn? The effort I saw from you against Serena Bennett was piss poor and pathetic. She did whatever the hell she wanted and made you look like ger little peasant in the ring.. She showed why she’s a current reigning champion and why you will never amount to anything more than that New Breed title victory over Justin Windgate at Grand Rampage. She showed exactly what I will show at Territorial Invasion.. And that’s the fact that you, Jalyn Garcia, are not championship material.. Not while the Prince sits in his throne..

Dray Fontana: I was confident in myself for the past few weeks, but the performance by Jalyn Garcia last week confirms that he isn’t worthy enough to rip this championship away from me. I have nothing to worry about at Territorial Invasion and wouldn’t be surprised if I clinched our match with two early pinfalls. The Prince is Here and he’s going to stay here. And Wildheart will remain what he has always been… A peasant..

(Dray Fontana drops his microphone and climbs up to the top turnbuckle. He takes his PURE championship from off of his shoulder and raises it high in the air as the crowd boos loudly)

Jake Mercer: Dray Fontana is simply just radiating confidence right now. He looks mentally prepared heading into his match against Ja-

Flannery McCoy: ITS JALYN GARCIA!!!

Jake Mercer: That’s what I was going to say..

Flannery McCoy: NO LOOK IT’S JALYN GARCIA IN THE RING!!!

Stew-O: Dray Fontana turns his head and sees Garcia, but Garcia quickly pulls Dray from off of the top turnbuckle!! Dray stumbles on his feet when he lands.. KINGS REGNUM BY JALYN GARCIA!!!! IT CONNECTS AS DRAY FONTANA IS KNOCKED OUT IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!!!!!

Flannery McCoy: What a shot by Jalyn Garcia! This rivalry continues to boil as we get closer to Territorial Invasion!!

(Jalyn Garcia is seen on the screen reaching down as he grabs the EAW PURE Championship from the canvas of the ring. Jalyn then raises the championship high in the air above Dray Fontana’s unconscious body as the crowd cheers heavily. Jalyn points at Dray, then at the belt, then at himself as he mouths off words towards his unconscious opponent. The screen then fades to black)

(A commercial for the new Batman movie starring Mr. DEDEDE & Wardell Withaker)

(Father Stretch My Hands. Pt. 1 by Kanye West hits as Charlie Marr walks out to overwhemling boos. He doesn’t give any shits as he waits for his partner on the stage.)

Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A TAG TEAM MATCH SET FOR ONE FALL….INTRODUCING FIRST…FROM THE UNITED KINGDOM…WEIGHING IN AT 240 POUNDS……CCHHARRRLIIIEE MAARRRR!!!!!

(“Invincible” by Pop Smoke hits as Chris Elite walks on the stage and looks next to him to see Charlie, they both nod as they walk to the ring together.)

Stephie Love: AND HIS PARTNER…FROM BROOKLYN, NEW YORK…WEIGHING IN AT 210 POUNDS….CCHHRRIIISS EELLITTEEEE!!!!!

Stew-O: That was quite the interesting therapy session we saw earlier tonight. I got a feeling these two can put there differences aside and focus on the bigger picture. Only time will tell though, because putting these two on the same team is a recipe for disaster!

(“Player Haters’ Ball by Palisades” hits as Jesse Barlow comes out followed by new tag partner, Korey Gaines. Both of them have determined looks on their faces.)

Stephie Love: AND THEIR OPPONENTS…..AT A COMBINED WEIGHT OF 380 POUNDS……PPARREENNTTAAALL ADDVISSSOORRRYYY!!!!

Jake Mercer: As Chris said, it’s weird having a team named called that and Korey being a member of it.

Stew-O: :wow: Anyways, these two joined forced back at Bloodsport when Korey made the decision to join the cause. And they visit Dynasty tonight to take on two of the best. I can’t wait to see what they can do!

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

Stew-O: And this tag team match has begun! Korey has started out the match now with….it seems Chris and Charlie are having a tough time figuring out who starts the match. Charlie is demanding pointing his finger in Chris’ face to get on the apron…and Chris slowly does just that not taking his eyes off Charlie….AND HERE WE GO!

(TAG!)

Jake Mercer: :mjlol: Chris just tagged himself in. 

Chris Elite: (Off-mic): Nobody points they’re fuckin finger in my face and tells me what to do. NO-FUCKIN-BODY! GET OUTTA THE RING BOZO! 

Flannery McCoy: AND WHILE CHRIS AND CHARLIE WERE ARGUING, KOREY GAINES ROLLS UP CHRIS FROM OUT OF NOWHERE!!

OONNNEEEEE!!!!

TTWWWWOOOOO!!!!!

Stew-O: Chris Elite kicked out, and both men men rise to their feet and Chris goes for the lariat, but Korey ducked it and runs full speed to the ropes, and the Korey springboards off the second rope and connects with an arm drag that sends Chris to the opposite end of the ring! Chris is up standing in the corner, and now Korey takes this chance to run at Chris in the corner, and Korey drives both of his knees into the chest of Chris! Korey then follows that up with a monkey flip from the corner to the center of the ring! BUT CHRIS LANDED ON HIS FEET!

Jake Mercer: Korey stands up and turns around, and Chris then goes for a enzuigiri kick to the side of the head, but Korey manages to duck it and grabs ahold of Chris’ foot on the mat, and then Korey Gaines locks in a half Boston Crab! Korey Gaines has the submission locked in, and Chris is trying tor reach out to his partner, but it doesn’t look like Charlie gives two fucks after the shit Chris just pulled to start the match! Chris begins to drag Korey to the ropes, but then Korey drags Chris back to the center of the ring. Chris turns himself inside out and then counters into a pin! But Korey rolls out of it immediately and stands back to his feet, and he beats Chris back to his feet…AND THEN KOREY GAINES DELIVER A HIGH ELEVATED FOOT STOMP TO THE BACK OF CHRIS’ KNEE! Korey then drags Chris by the arm over to his corner.

(TAG!)

Stew-O: Korey tags in his new partner in crime, Jesse Barlow, and both of them look for a double team move! And Parental Advisory connects with a double suplex on Chris Elite! Korey then hops over the top rope and stands on his corner as Jesse mounts on top of Chris and begins to rain down the haymakers to the face! Jesse Barlow brings Chris up to his feet and has him in a DDT spot, but Chris tries to fight out of it before driving Jesse back into a corner, and the delivering a devastating enziguiri kick to the side of the head! Chris begins to crawl his way over to his corner to tag in the fresh Charlie Marr! Chris is almost there but Jesse is in hot pursuit trying to prevent the tag from occuring. AND JESSE GRABS THE FOOT! Chris then hops on one foot, and then delivers another enziguiri kick to the head stunning Jesse! Chris takes this time and tags in Charlie!

(TAG!)

Flannery McCoy: The fresh Charlie Marr is in and he comes in with a full head of steam, and Charlie delivers a clothesline to Jesse, and then another one! Jesse stands and swings for Charlie’s head, but misses. Jesse turns around and tuns RIGHT INTO HEADMASTER RITUAL! THE SPINEBUSTER CONNECTS AS CHARLIE GOES FOR THE COVER!

OONNNEEEE!!!!!

TTWWWWOOOOO!!!!!

Flannery McCoy: And Korey Gaines breaks up the pinfall! Korey tries to run back to his corner as Charlie tries to go after him, and then Charlie begins to hammer away at Korey Gaines in the corner! Charlie Marr connects with several right hand shots to the face before throwing Korey through the second rope to the outside floor! Charlie then turns around to turn his attention back to Jesse–AND JESSE RUNS AT CHARLIE OUT OF NOWHERE! BUR CHARLIE COUNTERED WITH A BACK BODY DROP OVER THE TOP ROPE! BUT JESSE HELD ON TO THE APRON! Charlie unaware Jesse held on, and he turns around and Jesse connects with a hard forearm to the face! Jesse then pulls back on the top rope and launches himself like a dart and then connects with a leaping forearm taking down Charlie! Jesse the stands up and delivers three straight elevated knee drops to the skull of Charlie! Jesse then drops down for the cover!

OONNNNEEE!!!

TTTWWWWOOOO!!!!

Stew-O: And a kickout from ‘The Lost Disciple’! Jesse then stands up and begins to pick Charlie up by the head, and then Charlie slaps the hands of Jesse away from him, and then Charlie delivers a right hand to the face of Jesse! Forearm from Jesse! Right hand from Charlie! These two are going back and forth now as Jesse then swings at Charlie’s head but Charlie ducks and then pushes Jesse from the backside into the corner, and Charlie now delivers a forearm shot to the back of Jesse’s head! Charlie then places Jesse up to the top rope!

Flannery McCoy: Charlie on the top rope with him, and now he’s going for a back suplex! Jesse is raining down the elbows on top of the head of Charlie, and then Charlie releases his grip, and Jesse begins to throw several back elbow shows to the face of Charlie! Charlie is still balanced on the top rope now, and now Charlie responds back and delivers several stiff shots to the back of the head! AND CHARLIE QUICKLY DELIVERS THE BACK SUPLEX FROM THE TOP ROPE! Charlie may have landed a bit awkwardly right there!

Stew-O: Charlie is near his corner, and….

(TAG!)

Flannery McCoy: CHRIS ELITE TAGGED HIMSELF IN! AND CHRIS ELITE CLIMBS UP TO THE TOP ROPE…..AND HE MEASURES JESSE BARLOW ON THE MAT! AND CHRIS ELITE CONNECTS WITH A 450 SPLASH ON JESSE BARLOW BEFORE HOOKING THE LEG!

OONNNEEEE!!!!

TTWWWWOOOOO!!!!

TTHHHHRRREEEEEE!!!!

Flannery McCoy: Jesse stays alive! And now, Chris Elite stands and begins to set up for perhaps the Box Office Smash, but Charlie is screaming at Chris to tag him in, and Chris shrugs his shoulders in response as Jesse turns around…AND CHRIS ELITE GOES FOR THE BOX OFFICE SMASH!! BUT NO! JESSE BARLOW LIFTS CHRIS HIGH IN A POWERBOMB POSITION–AND THEN JESSE THROWS CHRIS HIGH IN THE AIR AND DRIVES BOTH OF HIS KNEES INTO CHRIS’ BACK AS CHRIS WAS ON THE WAY DOWN! COVER!!

OONNNEEEE!!!!

TTTWWWWWOOOO!!!!

TTTHHHRRREEEEEEE!!!!!

Jake Mercer: Chris Elite with the shoulder up! Now both guys are down in the center of the ring, and Korey Gaines is desperate for the tag into this match as he’s stomping on the apron trying to rally his partner Jesse! Jesse begins to crawl towards the corner, but Chris is trying to stop it, but he’s not quick enough!

(TAG!)

Flannery McCoy: Tag from  Jesse, and Korey Gaines is in, and Gaines connects with a dropkick, and then Gaines connects with another one to the face! Chris stumbles a few feet, and Gaines charges at Chris in the corner, but Chris got his feet up stopping Gaines in his tracks! Chris takes this chance to run off the ropes now, but Gaines sidesteps it and now runs the opposite ropes of Chris and now both men charge at one another–AND CHRIS ELITE CONNECTS WITH A STANDING SPANISH FLY ONTO GAINES! ANOTHER COVER!!

OONNNEEEEE!!!!

TTWWWWWOOOO!!!!

TTHHHHRREEEEEEE!!!!!

Stew-O: KOREY GAINES STAYS ALIVE! And now Chris Elite stands up, and thinks of what to do next, before Charlie Marr once more begins to shout in his direction. Chris doesn’t seem to be paying any attention to him at all.

Charlie Marr: (Off-Mic): Remember earlier? We’re all united now! You must tag me in and trust me!

(TAG!)

Stew-O: Chris Elite slapped the pec of Charlie hard as he could to make the tag official. and Charlie seemed a little taken back by that, before entering the ring, and making his way towards Gaines and grabbing him by the head–KOREY GAINES DROPS CHARLIE TO THE MAT AND HAS THE JACKKNIFE PIN!!

OOONNNNEEEEE!!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOOOO!!!!

TTHHHHHRRREEEEEEE!!!!!

Stew-O: CHARLIE ESCAPES IT! NOW BOTH KOREY AND CHARLIE RACE TO THEIR FEET, AND KOREY RUNS AT CHARLIE–BUT CHARLIE REVERSES AND CONNECTS WITH A HIP TOSS AND NECKBREAKER COMBO! Now it’s Jesse on the apron who is trying to will his partner on in this match! Now Charlie grabs Korey by the head and taunts Jesse from the center of the ring…BUT KOREY IS TRYING TO FIGHT FREE FROM CHARLIE’S GRIP! BUT CHARLIE SPIKES KOREY’S HEAD INTO THE MAT WITH THE FRONT DDT! 

Jake Mercer: Charlie Marr hops on top of Korey and begins to drive his elbow into the nose of him! Now Charlie begins to pick up Korey and look for “The Queen Is Dead!”  He has both of Korey’s arms hooked here….BUT KOREY MANAGES TO TWIST OUT OF IT…SUPERKICK FROM KOREY GAINES!!! HE’S GOT CHARLIE STUNNED HERE AS CHARLIE’S ON SPAGHETTI LEGS! ANOTHER SUPERKICK FROM GAINES AND THAT TAKES CHARLIE DOWN TO THE MAT! KOREY NOW BEGINS TO CRAWL AND TRY MAKING HIS WAY OVER TO JESSE WHO’S DYING TO BE TAGGED IN! AND NOW KOREY REACHES….

Stew-O: WHAT THE?! CHRIS ELITE PULLS JESSE BARLOW DOWN OFF THE APRON! CHRIS ELITE THEN CONNECTS WITH A BOX OFFICE SMASH! CHRIS DROPS JESSE ON THE OUTSIDE, AND NOW KOREY LEFT LOOKING IN HIS EMPTY CORNER! FROM BEHIND!!! CHARLIE MARR RUNS AND CONNECTS WITH A RUNNING FOREARM SHOT TO THE BACK OF KOREY’S HEAD IN THE CORNER! CHARLIE THEN BRINGS KOREY TO THE CENTER OF THE RING AND….”THE QUEEN IS DEAD!!” THE UNDERHOOK DDT CONNECTS IN THE CENTER OF THE RING AS CHARLIE HOOKS THE LEG WITH CHRIS LOOKING ON FROM THE OUTSIDE!

OONNNEEEE!!!!!

TTTTWWWWWOOOOO!!!

TTTHHHRRREEEEE!!!!!!

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

(“Father Stretch My Hands” hits as Charlie gets his hand raised and the referee points at Chris on the outside.)

Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNERS……CCCHHRRRIISSS EELLIITTEEE AND CCHHARRRLLIIEEE MAARRRRR!!!!!

Stew-O: Wow, Charlie and Chris actually worked together in the end…WAIT WHAT?!

Charlie Marr: (Off-mic): Bring Jesse in here!

(Chris Elite then throws Jesse inside the ring and both Charlie and Chris stand above Korey and Jesse, and they both nod at each other before beginning to stomp away on the two of them.)

Stew-O: CHRIS AND CHARLIE LOOKING TO MAKE A STATEMENT! WAIT LOOK!!!!

Flannery McCoy: IT’S TEAM VOLTAGE!!!!! THEY’RE HERE!! Myles, Terry, Minerva, Ahren, and TLA speed towards the ring, and they ambush Charlie and Chris! Chris and Charlie can’t do anything as they’re outnumbered! Terry holds Charlie by the arms as Ahren is throwing countless shots to the head! 

Stew-O: AND HERE COMES THE REST OF TEAM DYNASTY!! KHAMSIN, XANDER PAYNE, AND MITSUBACHI!!! MITSUBACHI RUNS IN AND CLOTHESLINE MYLES OVER THE TOP ROPE! KHAMSIN AND TERRY CHAMBERS BEGIN TO EXCHANGE SHOTS WITH ONE ANOTHER! XANDER PAYNE RUNS AT TLA AND TLA LOOKS LIKE HIS LIFE JUST FLASHED BEFORE HIS VERY EYES SEEING XANDER RUN AT HIM! DYNASTY LOOKS TO HAVE TAKEN CONTROL NOW AS CHARLIE AND XANDER BEGIN TO DOUBLE TEAM TLA WHILE CHRIS IS OVER DOUBLE TEAMING AHREN!

Jake Mercer: NOW THERE’S TEAM SHOWDOWN!! IT’S ALL ALL OUT MESS IN THE RING RIGHT NOW!! 

Stew-O: JAKE SMITH COMES IN AND DELIVERS A KNEE TO THE FACE OF CHARLIE MARR TAKING HIM OUT! KHAMSIN NOW GOES FOR THE CLOTHESLINE ON RAVEN BUT RAVEN DUCKS UNDER AND RUNS TOWARDS THE ROPES AND DELIVERS A “TALON” KICK RIGHT TO THE FACE KNOCKING OUT KHAMSIN! 

Flannery McCoy: SKA RUNS AFTER TERRY CHAMBERS AND HITS HIM FROM BEHIND, NOW SKA BRING HIM TO THE CENTER OF THE RING, BUT TERRY PUSHES SKA OFF HIM AND THE OUT OF NOWHERE CONNECTS WITH THE “RANDOM ACT OF VIOLENCE” CLAYMORE KICK TAKING OUT SKA! CONSUELA IS BATTLING IT OUT WITH CHRIS ELITE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE RING NOW, AND NOW CONSUELA SWINGS AT CHRIS’ HEAD, BUT CHRIS DUCKS THEN CONNECTS WITH A RIPCORD KNEE TO THE FACE OF CONSUELA! 

Stew-O: HARLOW REICHERT BLASTS XANDER PAYNE FROM BEHIND! BUT THEN BEHIND HARLOW IS MYLES! MYLES RAINS DOWN THE SHOTS ON HARLOW, AND NOW BOTH COMPETITORS RUN THE ROPES OPPOSITE OF EACH OTHER…AND HARLOW REICHERT CONNECTS WITH “LES MISERABLES”!!! MYLES IS DOWN NOW! HARLOW REICHERT TURNS AROUND–“BOX OFFICE SMASH” THE SUPERKICK FROM CHRIS ELITE!!

Jake Mercer: Chris turns around….and Chris Elite comes face to face with his former tag team partner, Ahren Fournier. The two of them get in each others faces talking shit. and then both TLA and Jake Smith take their opponents down with superkicks!! Charlie Marr slid away from the chaos, and then he grabs a steel chair and slides it in the ring, BUT RIGHT BEHIND CHARLIE ON THE OUTSIDE IS MINERVA! MINERVA CHARGES AT CHARLIE AND THEN THROWS CHARLIE SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE STEEL STEPS! MINERVA THEN LOOKS NEXT TO HER AND PICKS UP MITSUBACHI….AND THEN MINERVA CONNECTS WITH “ATLAS FALLS”!!!! MINERVA IS CLEANING HOUSE ON THE OUTSIDE!

Stew-O: MEANWHILE, INSIDE THE RING, JAKE SMITH GRABS THE STEEL CHAIR CHARLIE SLID IN! AND HE WHAMS IT OVER THE HEAD OF XANDER PAYNE!!!

Jake Smith: (As he’s slamming the chair on Xander) THIS IS FOR TAKING MY PAIN FOR PRIDE MOMENT YOU ASSHOLE!!

Stew-O: RIGHT BEHIND JAKE IS TERRY CHAMBERS WHO GRABS THE CHAIR FROM BEHIND JAKE AND TOSSES IT ASIDE! HE THROWS JAKE ON HIS SHOULDER AND CONNECTS WITH A T-5!! 

Jake Mercer: BUT NO! CONSUELA JUST SAVED HIM!!! CONSUELA JUST SAVED HER PARTNER FROM HER OWN BOYFRIEND, AND TERRY SEEMS A BIT TAKEN BACK, AND THEN HARLOW REICHERT COMES IN AND TAKES TERRY OUT WITH LES MISERABLES!!!

Stew-O: AHREN WITH THE CHAIR NOW TAKES OUT ALL THREE OF JAKE, HARLOW, AND CONSUELA! HE IS CLEARING HOUSE RIGHT NOW! AHREN SEEMS PROUD OF HIMSELF AS HE TURNS AROUND…AND HE RUNS INTO A “TALON” FROM RAVEN ROBERTS!!!! RAVEN BEGINS TO CHECK ON HER TEAM, AND NOW THERE’S ONLY ONE PERSON LEFT STANDING IN THE TING WITH RAVEN…OH SHITTTTT!!!!

Flannery McCoy: MINERVA! RAVEN AND MINERVA ARE FACE TO FACE RIGHT NOW! DON’T FORGET THE PERSONAL RIVALRY THESE TWO JUST CAME OUT OF, AND ALL THE SHIT MINERVA PUT RAVEN THROUGH PERSONALLY EVEN INVADING HER HOME AND REVEALING THAT DARK SECRET SHE KEPT FROM REX!

Jake Mercer: AND BOTH WOMEN BEGIN TO THROW DOWN AND BOTH OF THEM JUST WANT TO TEAR EACH OTHER APART! SOMETHING HAS COME OVER RAVEN THOUGH….SHE TAKES MINERVA DOWN WITH ANGER AND THEN DRIVES A KNEE INTO HER FACE! RAVEN RUNS THE ROPES AND…..”TALON”!!! THE CLAYMORE KICK ONCE MORE TAKES DOWN MINERVA! You just know that felt good for Raven! 

(Raven takes a look at the carnage all around the ring, and she gives a nod as she goes over to help her fallen Showdown teammates.)

Stew-O: Damn, what a brawl that was. But tonight, it’s Showdown who stands tall thanks in major part to Raven Roberts. 

(A commercial is shown for cage fighting starring Myles as he fights his own kind, Zander Pain The Kangaroo)

(Dynasty opens back up to the inside of the EAW performance center where “Surfin’ [ft. Pharell Williams]” by Kid Cudi has just started to play throughout the PA system, much to the enjoyment of each and every fan in the socially distanced crowd. After the first few drum beats, Serena struts out onto the stage, sporting a retro-style, cropped Jaywalker t-shirt–now available on EAWShop.com–over a pair of black leather leggings worn with grape Jordan 5’s. She raises her Universal Women’s Championship up in the air from her shoulder and begins her procession down the ramp, smiling and cheering along with the fans sitting behind the plexiglass barricade.)

Flannery McCoy: Ladies and gentlemen, according to our Dynasty card for the evening, the FIFTH Ava sister is supposedly making her EAW debut tonight. :krabs: What do you say about the news, gentlemen?

Stew-O: I’ve never heard of there ever being a fifth Ava, Flan, so if you were to ask me, I’d easily assume that this is just some kind of hoax. But…then again, I don’t think I had ever heard of Candice Blair before she debuted, so for all I know, it could be legit. :lupe:

Jake Mercer: Literally the very last thing we need in this industry is another damn Ava. A vasectomy would have done wonders for the industry, imagine how many more opportunities would have opened up for other female Elitists have the Avas not hogged up every damn thing?

(Serena enters the ring and quickly grabs a microphone from the timekeeper’s station. She adjusts her hair and rests her title over her shoulder as she waits for “Surfin’” to die down, pacing back and forth, the performance center audience still enthusiastically singing along as she addresses them.)

Serena Bennett: Wassup errbody, how y’all doin’ in the EAW Performance Center tonight?!

(The socially distanced crowd gives Serena a pop.)

Serena Bennett: That’s good news, I love to hear it, I really do. Nothing but love for the EAW Universe, you feel me?! I really can’t wait for the day that I get to see y’all fill these seats back up, man, when I get to see more loyal EAW fans enjoying themselves and havin’ a chance to be a part of the whole experience with us again. Hard times out here, man, but I guess I’m still grateful we at least get to see SOME of y’all every weekend. Y’all make it all worth it, y’all make calling myself a two-time, two-time Universal Women’s Champion worth it. Without this audience, I’m nothing, regardless of how talented I am in that ring, it wouldn’t mean jack shit without the EAW Universe. That’s exactly why I think it’s so important to be as transparent with y’all as possible, keep it a hunnid at all times. Stay humble–to an extent :mjgrin:–and be thankful for all I got. Appreciate it a lil’ extra ‘cause I know I had to WORK to get to where I’m at. This wasn’t no walk in the park, I couldn’t just snap my damn fingers or shed some tears and expect opportunities to fall right on my lap. Some of these itty bitty bitches can’t relate, tho, my first challenger for MY Universal Women’s Championship included, man. Same goes for just about every bitch in that locker room, pouting their lips and stomping their feet whenever shit don’t go their way so somebody higher up can “here, damn” their annoying asses to shut them the fuck up. That’s exactly the kind of bullshit that got Cam where she’s at. Consuela, too, and guess how Camille got her way? Candice ain’t no different. Her and her fuckin’ sisters my least favorite type of person, bro. And these people been eatin’ that shit up for years, I’ll never understand it, son. Like, there’s really people out here that give a fuck to keep it “CaNdiD” with Candice Blair Ava.

(Serena makes a gagging motion with her finger inserted in her mouth.)

Serena Bennett: Nevermind that it was SERENA who made every other Voltage Elitist so goddamn desperate to start their own talk show segments. :mjpls: The craziest part is how Candice and the Avas really don’t be keepin’ shit candid witchy’all at ALL, bro. It’s all one big scheme, an act, a facade. And I’ma show y’all just how fuckin’ dishonest they been with the EAW Universe right the fuck now. 

(Serena pauses, allowing the socially distanced audience to give a light cheer.)

Serena Bennett: Yes, tonight, y’all been promised another EAW debut. Tonight, y’all finna bear witness to the introduction of the FIFTH Ava sister here tonight–and before you ask, no, it ain’t me in no damn cosplay. :mgrin: Thanks to the hard work of some dedicated investigators, it’s recently come to my attention that there has been an illegitimate Ava out there in the world runnin’ wild–and she has a few choice words for her sisters, so let’s give it up for her! Come on our here, sissy!

(Serena directs her attention to the stage where a young woman has stepped out from behind the curtain, her dark hair cascading down her back as she slowly walks down to the ring, waving out into the unsure crowd as she smiles nervously.)

Jake Mercer: Well…I guess she *looks* like an Ava? 🤔🤔🤔

Stew-O: Oh, really, Jake, c’mon. How hard do you think it is to find some random hispanic brunette lying around?

Flannery McCoy: :hhh:

Stew-O: :whoa: Just saying. I mean, it’s not like the Avas even look alike anyway. This woman could be anybody!

(Eventually, the young woman reaches the ring apron, Serena holding open the bottom rope for her so that she may enter the ring comfortably. Serena hands off her microphone to the girl and then turns to grab another one from the time keeper’s area before positioning herself back at the center of the ring, the fifth “Ava” sister standing close beside her.)

Serena Bennett: What’s ya name, sweetheart? Don’t be shy.

Ava #5: Chloe. Chloe Estrella Fernandez.

(Serena dramatically places a hand on her heart.)

Serena Bennett: She even has a “C” name! :mjcry:

Chloe “Ava”: My father *did* name me, after all.

Serena Bennett: :oh: Your father?? Why don’t you tell me more about him, cuz?

Chloe “Ava”: Yes. My–no, OUR father. Henrique Fernandez. My father was the ideal father figure, in every way imaginable throughout most of my childhood. 

Serena Bennett: Damn, sis, that’s crazy! Good for you, tho. You know ya sisters claim they never really had a good relationship with y’alls papi, right?

Chloe “Ava”: Yes, I saw what dad did to Cameron two years ago. I felt so sorry for her. But…I understood that he did what he felt was right. He acted in the best interests of his own family, his own legacy. In some ways, I like to think that dad turned his back on Cameron for me. That’s partly the reason why they’re so jealous of me, I’m sure.

(Chloe pauses to flip her hair, batting her eyelashes into the camera as the audience begins to murmur to themselves.)

Serena Bennett: Oh damn, this gettin’ juicier than I could’ve ever hoped. Tell me more. Where exactly do you fall on the Ava timeline, mamas?

Chloe “Ava”: My father met my mother on a…erm, excursion of sorts.

Serena Bennett: Hol’ on, excursion?! :mjgrin: Where I do business, that can only mean one thing. Oh, Chloe, don’t tell me! Lemme find out ya mamadukes was the number one Poon at the Poon Palace back in the day!

Chloe “Ava”: She may as well have been. :mjgrin: My daddy got around. But that didn’t ever change the way I looked at him, he took care of me, and my mother. He made sure I was happy. That I had everything I needed. The only thing missing was…the rest of mi familia. :mjcry:

Serena Bennett: :mjcry: :mjcry: :mjcry:

Chloe “Ava”: I was born just before Camille. But I never got to know my sisters. For a long time, they never even knew I existed. My father, he…he wasn’t too honest with the Fernandez-Avas, did not have a huge part in their life at all. But he told me I had sisters. I asked to meet them and he told me things were too “complicated.” I didn’t really understand then, but it’s clear now he just wanted to protect me. I have nothing but love for my father. We went to Father Daughter Dances. He was at my graduation. He gave me away at my wedding. Once I had a child of my own…he gave me an envelope with the names and phone numbers of my step-mother and sisters. I called each of them, one by one. Hoping that I could connect with them, learn some more about my family. But they denied my calls. Ignored my messages. All of them.

Serena Bennett: :wow: That’s unreal to me, bro. You think a family with four sisters as close as those biddies are, they’d be happy to welcome another!

Chloe “Ava”: I guess not. It broke my heart, truly. I had to live the rest of my life knowing that my sisters would never accept me or love me. I’m pretty sure Camille once accused me of trying to take her family’s money, but I would never! All I wanted was a family. A place where I could belong. A place I could call home. You have no idea what it’s like, Serena. 🥺 To be denied by your own flesh and blood! My sisters…those heartless BITCHES left me out to rot! They turned their back on me, on family! I can’t imagine what would EVER bring anyone to act this way! :kellycry:

(Chloe lets out a single cry into the microphone, falling dramatically to her knees and burying her face in her hands. Serena shakes her head disappointedly, kneeling down to comfort Chloe as she cries in Serena’s arms.)

Stew-O: This is unbelievable. I can’t believe Veena and Starr are letting Serena get away with…whatever this is considered.

Jake Mercer: :mjcry: HAVE A HEART, STEW! THIS WOMAN WAS OSTRACIZED BY HER OWN BLOOD FOR NO REASON!

Serena Bennett: This shit disgusting. EAW Universe, let this go to show exactly how goddamn selfish, hateful, and self-absorbed the Ava sisters really are! I can hardly believe what I’m hearing, son. Turned their back on their own family, even after they swear up and down this damn place that Avas gotta stick together and all that bullshit. But poor Chloe never stood a chance, selfish little shits, they don’t care about nobody but themselves, man. Now, you see them bitches for what they really are, the same way I fuckin’ see them. No good, self-centered, inconsiderate dickheads with no interest in ever helpin’ someone get off their feet, no motive to do anything for anyone other than themselves, no reason to exist beyond fulfilling their own selfish desires.

(Serena stands up from the ground, grabbing hold of Chloe’s hands and pulling her up on her feet just before Serena turns to the stage.)

Serena Bennett: I know you listening, Candice, ‘cause ya nosy ass can’t help yourself I’m sure. Be a goddamn woman, get the fuck out here and talk to your sister, bro. Damn. Give this woman the closure she deserves, the closure you and the rest of your bratty ass family denied this poor girl her enti–

(“Diva” by Beyoncé starts to play throughout the PA system, cutting Serena off. The UWC looks onward at the stage with a wide smile across her face, watching as Candice shakes her head and talks her shit as she storms down the ramp.)

Jake Mercer: You know, I can’t imagine just how disappointed Henrique really was once he failed to produce a male heir to the Ava Empire! How many daughters do you need to have before you finally say ENOUGH is ENOUGH?!

Stew-O: :skip: Well besides the point, Jake, as Candice Blair is on her way to the ring right now after having been invited by Serena herself. And she doesn’t look too happy at all.

Flannery McCoy: Well, would you be after having one of your family’s darkest secrets revealed?

Stew-O: That’s if it’s even legit. :mjgrin:

(Candice walks straight to the time keeper’s area, snatching a microphone out of Stephie Love’s lap before she stomps up the steel steps and enters the ring, “Diva” dying down just as she positions herself across from Serena.)

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Candice Blair: What the fuck is this, Serena?

Serena Bennett: Well, bitch? Anything to say for yourself? Anything to say to poor Chloe?

Candice Blair: Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t beat your ass right here and right now. To hell with Territorial Invasion, Serena, you’ve been asking for this for quite some time.

Serena Bennett: Woah woah woah now, sistopher, don’t get ya Hanes in a bunch. This ain’t about you and me right now, no ma’am, I’m out here to give this young woman here a chance at reconnecting with the family who has shunned her for her entire life. Have you no heart? No compassion?!

(Serena gestures towards Chloe, who up until this point, has been silent. Once Serena eggs her on, Chloe begins to cry hysterically once again.)

Chloe “Ava”: YOU IGNORED ME, CANDICE! You guys treated me like some sort of LEPAR for DECADES! I DID NOTHING TO DESERVE THIS TREATMENT! YOUR MY SISTER, AND I LOVE YOU! DO I MEAN NOTHING TO YOU?!?! 

Candice Blair: Bitch, I don’t even fucking know you. 

Serena Bennett: Hol’ on, Chloe, I got this. Candice should know better than to talk to her big sister that way.

Candice Blair: Come on, Serena. We know what this is really about. You got all your own family business spilled out into the open without your consent by Minerva and thinks it best to embarrass someone else. It’s not my fucking fault you come from nothing, that Rashawn came from nothing and ultimately ended up turning into nothing. 

(The audience “oohs” at the mention of Rashawn’s name. Serena is shown biting her lip and narrowing her gaze with an :mjpls: as Candice continues.)

Candice Blair: See that? Not so fun when you can have narratives twisted right back around in your face, huh? Get the fuck over it and leave my family out of this entire mess. Recognize the challenge you have in front of you. Not unlike you in your earliest days, Serena, I am one of the hottest rising stars that this company has ever seen. Is that because of my last name? Maybe, maybe not, but I would be a rising star with or without it, and that’s undeniable. You are not going to make me feel bad for having “Ava” as my last name. Why the fuck should I feel embarassed? You’re so goddamn dedicated to painting this picture that my sisters were handed everything, that they’ve had it easy in this company–like, hello, Cameron was Female Elitist of the Year for four years in a ROW. 

Serena Bennett: :mjlol: Nah, I know you not serious. The division was non-existent back then, bro, when the only other viable option was a either a Lyndivia or one of the handful of bitches that are now blacklisted from the company, then–you know what, nvm. 😀

Candice Blair: 🙄 Since you’re obviously so invested in my sisters’ history, you should be able to realize that they had it more difficult than any of those other women could experience, but apparently, you and a lot of the other people in this company are not ready for that conversation because it diminishes whatever argument that you had left. 

Serena Bennett: Oh, it must have been SOOOOO hard for her back then, right, havin’ to choose between Hurricane Hawk and Dark Demon must’ve really put a number on ol’ girl. Yawn.

Candice Blair: Hi-fucking-larious. Earth to Serena, you’re facing CANDICE at Territorial Invasion, NOT Cameron, not Consuela, not Camille–

Serena Bennett: Bitch, and that’s only ‘cause Camille fears Serena Bennett, no cap. I’m sure the edgy one would be a lot more fun to go up against than your uppity ass, but I work with what I can get.

Candice Blair: At some point, you’re going to have to accept that this isn’t a battle of Serena versus the Avas. At Territorial Invasion, it’s Serena Bennett versus Candice Blair, easily one of the most gifted competitors EAW has ever fucking seen. However you feel about my family will mean NOTHING once that bell rings. And you’re not going to get off easy after slandering my family more the way you’ve already done. To hell with my father. If you paid an ounce of attention, you’d know we go by Ava, our MOTHER’S last name for a reason. It’s her blood that we carry proudly, it’s her name and legacy that’s been carried over and that we’ve brought great success unto.

Serena Bennett: Ye, Carmen’s a wonderful woman, I’m sure, apparently not enough to suppress the daddy issues radiating off of you and every last one of your fucking emotionnally stunted cunt sisters–

**SMACK**

Flannery McCoy: :damn: CANDICE BLAIR AVA HAS HEARD ENOUGH, AND HAS JUST SLAPPED THE TASTE OUT OF SERENA’S MOUTH!

(Serena grabs hold of her cheek, staring onward at Candice in utter disbelief of what she’s just done. The socially distanced crowd is now in an uproar as Candice smirks.)

Jake Mercer: Uh oh…Serena does not look happy about that one–but Candice doesn’t care! Candice is egging Serena on, begging Serena to come at her!

Stew-O: SERENA WITH THE MICROPHONE, TAKING A SHOT STRAIGHT TO THE SKULL OF CANDICE BLAIR! CHLOE DARTS OUT OF THE RING AND OUT OF HARM’S WAY! Candice teeters backwards onto the ropes, and Serena with a clothesline sending Candice over the top rope and outside of the ring, right at the base of the ramp!

Flannery McCoy: And Serena now looking to gain some momentum here, she gets a running start and bounces off the ropes–SOMERSAULT PLANCHA FROM BENNETT OVER THE TOP ROPE AND TO THE OUTSIDE!

Jake Mercer: :damn: :damn: :damn: NO! CANDICE BLAIR COUNTERS IT! CANDICE CAUGHT SERENA WITH A KNEE STRIKE STRAIGHT TO THAT WIDE FOREHEAD! IT’S LIGHTS OUT FOR SERNA AS SHE STANDS ON SPAGHETTI LEGS IN FRONT OF US–CANDY DESTROYER! CANDY DESTROYER FROM CANDICE BLAIR TO SERENA BENNETT, THE BACK OF SERENA’S HEAD BOUNCING OFF THE EDGE OF THAT METAL RAMP JUST OUTSIDE THE RING!

(Candice slides back into the ring and picks up the Universal Women’s Title up from off the canvas. Just as “Diva” starts to play, she positions herself on the top turnbuckle, holding the title up high in the air with a smug smile.)

Flannery McCoy: Well, I don’t know if this is the outcome Serena necessarily expected out of this whole scheme…but one thing’s for certain, and it’s Candice Blair is ready to give Serena the fight of her absolute life! :wow:

Jake Mercer: If Candice keeps her wits about her, we could be looking at a new Universal Women’s Champion in a little more than two weeks time! 

Jake Mercer: Hey. Do you think Carmen and Henrique would be opening to adopting a son? 🥺👉👈

(Before Dynasty fades to commercial, we’re given an angled shot from Serena’s position on the ground, laid out as Candice is seen in the near background standing high above her with the title in the air.)

(Commercial break featuring an ad for AncestryDNA testing kits, starring Chris Elite.)

(Dynasty comes back from its last commercial break of the night to show the ring. Stephie Love is seen with a smile on her face as she stands in the center of the ring before she begins to speak)

Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, THIS is the MAIN EVENT!!! And it is a TAG TEAM MATCH!!! Scheduled for…

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!

(‘I Am A God’ by Kanye West plays up to a mixed reaction as The Liquid Swordz, Mr. DEDEDE and Impact, make their way out to the ring. They’re both dressed in similar colored ring gear as both of them are seemingly cohesive, looking around with smug looks on their faces, taking their time, embracing the limelight that they both have. DEDEDE is seen looking at Impact as Impact turns his head as well. Both of them then turn around to see Sarah Price also reluctantly making her way out a few seconds after. Sarah does not seem to want to be there but is there anyways as she has the Specialists Championship around her shoulder, she has anger on her face clearly because of what happened earlier in the night and it’s clear that she does need to “get her act together” before fate decides what happens. DEDEDE and Impact can simply only scoff in response as they make their way down the ramp and to the ring)

Stephie Love: Introducing first… accompanied by the SPECIALISTS CHAMPION SARAH PRICE!!!!!!!!!! At a combined weight of 458 pounds… THE TEAM OF IMPACT… AND Mr. DEDEDE… THE LIQUID SWORDZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Stew-O: This is definitely a major event tonight as this is the first time that Mr. DEDEDE will be in action since what transpired at Pain For Pride XIII! I’m sure the Chairman wanted nothing more than to shake off the limbs heading into the WarGames match and of course this is what he gets. The Liquid Swordz back in action, and himself off the shelf. But in my opinion, I don’t think it’ll feel like either of them ever left in the first place?!

Flannery McCoy: Definitely but you just have to question the legitimacy of having Sarah Price at ringside. While I don’t, I know that if Sarah does anything her career here in EAW won’t hear the end of it. It’s clear she’s been forced to come out here but the question is, is she going to stay on the “good side” of the other members of her team tonight? I mean hell she was stripped of the title of Team Captain, I don’t know what she plans to do but I know for certain that one wrong move would speak the end of it.

Jake Mercer: ARE YOU DOUBTING THEM?! YOU’RE DOUBTING FORMER WORLD CHAMPION AND EAW CHAIRMAN MR. DEDEDE!? SOMEONE WHO I SAW JUST YESTERDAY WRESTLE A LION AND A BEAR AND THE SAME TIME, AND WON?! OR HOW ABOUT #9REIGNZ IMPACT?! SOMEONE WHO I JUST SAW A FEW DAYS AGO DO A DOUBLE ROTATION MOONSAULT! DO NOT DOUBT THE LIQUID SWORDZ, I SAW SOME ABNORMAL SHIT MAN!

(Both members of The Liquid Swordz make their way around opposite ends of the ring before stepping up onto the steel steps and onto the apron. Impact takes the time to look around at the crowd as DEDEDE is already stepping into the ring. Both of them climb up to opposite ends of the ring and onto the top turnbuckle, and pose for the crowd who give a louder reaction than usual for the both of them, before they jump off and both meet in their corner, talking with one another as ‘I Am A God’ fades out. ‘Princes of The Universe’ by Queen then plays up to mixed reaction mostly consisting of cheers as The Grand Athletes make their way out to the stage with the Unified Tag Team Championship around their waists. They waste no time posing on the stage as Limmy Monaghan points right to the ring and signals at Mark Macias, Mark can’t help but give a nod as that smirk that usually is joined by both of them, is worn off and replaced with a more determined look instead heading into this matchup. They throw their titles onto their shoulders as they make their way down the ramp and to the ring swiftly)

Stephie Love: And their opponents… at a combined weight of 402 pounds… They are THE UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS… THE TEAM OF LIMMY MONAGHAN… AND MARK MACIAS… THE GRAND ATHLETES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Stew-O: Now this is a team with a lot on their plate and a hell of a lot of high expectations heading into Territorial Invasion. Not only is this their first Unified Tag Team Championship defense there has been a lot of doubts surrounding the credibility of this tag team when it comes to if they really deserve the Tag Titles. But I’ve been watching them, and they have really bright futures. And if there’s anyone in this whole place that can carry this Tag Division, it has to be The Grand Athletes.

Flannery McCoy: Definitely and not only that but we have to focus on tonight, this is quite possibly one of the biggest challenges of their whole career. Facing the EAW Chairman AND an EAW Hall of Famer with multiple World Championships under his name, it is clear that they have to take this with intensity. Because of a win like this? Could absolutely skyrocket both of them, which is why I think we see a more focused pair of individuals tonight, and that is the key to their victory.

Jake Mercer: Never forget ‘The Grand Athletes: Live At Wembley ‘86’ not only do I agree with the fact that they’re great Tag Team Champions, such great singers and performers as well. :mjcry:

(The Grand Athletes both make their way around different parts of the ring as they circle around and meet towards one apron as both of them jump up onto it. They stop for a moment before entering into the ring and heading towards the center of it. They take their Unified Tag Team Championships off their shoulders once more and raise it in the air, posing with it before they finally place it down. They hand their titles to the Referee as they head to their corner, already planning and ready for this match as ‘Princes of The Universe’ fades out and once all the competitors of this match are ready, the Ref signals for the bell)

(DING! DING! DING!)

Stew-O: Here we go as our main event is underway! And we have Mr. DEDEDE and Limmy Monaghan starting this matchup as both of them are quickly beginning to circle around the ring not wasting any time doing so, both of them lock-up! Both of them quickly begin to jockey for position as Limmy is the one that quickly locks DEDEDE into a side headlock! Limmy planting his knee down the mat for extra effectiveness right now but it seems DEDEDE is already fighting back in the early stages of this match with the collar-and-elbow! AND IT’S DEDEDE THAT LIFTS LIMMY UP AND DROPS HIM TO THE GROUND, LOCKING IN A HEADLOCK OF HIS OWN!

Flannery McCoy: Limmy struggling to escape out as DEDEDE is locking in the headlock as long as he can. Limmy grabbing at the head of DEDEDE as what could he be thinking, HE ROLLS UP DEDEDE INTO A BACKSLIDE PIN REVERSING THE GROUNDED HEADLOCK! THE REFEREE SLIDES DOWN FOR THE COUNT!

OOONNNEEE-

Jake Mercer: BUT IT’S DEDEDE THAT PUSHES AWAY BEFORE THE REF CAN EVEN GET TO TWO! DEDEDE is up as he’s running right towards Limmy, BUT IT’S LIMMY WITH THE DROP TOE HOLD SENDING DEDEDE TO THE GROUND! Limmy lunging forward, BUT DEDEDE QUICKLY ROLLS HIMSELF BACK UP TO HIS FEET! Limmy running forward now not letting the momentum hinder for a moment, BUT IT’S DEDEDE WITH A BIG BOOT RIGHT TO THE FACE OF LIMMY SENDING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND!

Stew-O: DEDEDE quickly grabbing Limmy and bringing him up to his feet as he quickly grabs him by the arm and sends him towards the ropes, BUT IT’S LIMMY GRABBING THE ROPES BEFORE DEDEDE CAN DO ANYTHING! DEDEDE caught off guard as it’s Limmy quickly running forward, AND CONNECTS WITH A RUNNING GUT KICK SENDING DEDEDE DOWN TO A KNEE! DEDEDE attempting to get up to his feet, BUT LIMMY WITH A DROPKICK RIGHT TO THE BACK OF DEDEDE SENDING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND!

Flannery McCoy: DEDEDE quickly rolling up to his feet as it’s now Limmy running forward, BUT DEDEDE ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY AND THROWS LIMMY INTO THE CORNER! DEDEDE grabbing him by the head, AS HE WASTES NO TIME SLAMMING KNEES RIGHT INTO HIS CHEST TRYING TO WEAKEN HIM! DEDEDE pushing away as Limmy falls right down to a sitting position in the corner, DEDEDE going to the opposite side to the other turnbuckle and quickly running forward! AND HE CONNECTS WITH A KNEE RIGHT TO THE FACE OF LIMMY SLOUCHING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND!

Jake Mercer: Limmy is stunned as DEDEDE grabs him by the arm and sends Limmy to the corner now…

TAG!

Stew-O: AND IT’S IMPACT THAT’S TAGGED IN! Impact entering into the ring as both of them Irish whip Limmy to the ropes and back, DOUBLE FOREARM SENDS LIMMY DOWN TO THE GROUND! The Liquid Swordz has all control so far as it’s Impact that quickly mounts him, AS HE BEGINS TO SLAM PUNCHES RIGHT INTO HIS FACE WITH A LOU THESZ PRESS! Limmy trying to block as many as he can before the Ref is quickly splitting both of them up! Impact is back up to his feet and quickly circling around Limmy like a shark as he’s also back up as well.

Flannery McCoy: Impact quickly running forward, but it’s Limmy moving out of the way and grabbing Impact and throwing him to the ropes! LIMMY WITH A KNEE LIFT TO IMPACT SENDING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! Impact sitting up now, BUT LIMMY CRACKS A KICK RIGHT ACROSS HIS BACK FORCING HIM BACK DOWN TO THE GROUND!

Jake Mercer: Limmy quickly grabbing Impact by the head and bringing him up to his feet and to the corner as Mark Macias is now reaching out for the tag!

TAG!

Stew-O: AND IT’S MARK MACIAS IN THIS MATCH! Limmy holding Impact up in the corner as Mark readies himself in the ring, AND CONNECTS WITH A STIFF OPEN PALM CHOP RIGHT TO HIS CHEST! Impact stumbling towards the center of the ring as Mark quickly moves forward and grabs him, AND DROPS HIM DOWN WITH A RUSSIAN LEG SWEEP! Impact quickly sitting up as Mark reels back a kick, AND KICKS HIM RIGHT IN THE CHEST! BUT IT’S IMPACT THAT QUICKLY GRABS MARK’S LEG AND BRINGS HIM UP, AND DROPS HIM BACK DOWN WITH A DRAGON SCREW!

Flannery McCoy: Mark keeping ahold of Impact’s leg as he looks to do something, BUT IMPACT USING HIS OTHER LEG TO KICK MARK RIGHT IN THE FACE ALLOWING HIM TO GET UP TO HIS FEET! Mark quickly running right at Impact as he’s getting up, BUT IMPACT GRABS MARK’S HAND AND SENDS HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH AN ARM DRAG! Impact keeping ahold of Mark’s arm, AS HE DROPS DOWN ONTO IT WITH A LEG DROP!

Jake Mercer: Mark slowly getting up as he’s up to a knee right now, BUT IMPACT CATCHES HIM WITH A STIFF KICK RIGHT TO HIS FACE! Mark keeping ground though still able to recover as he’s back up to his feet, Impact running forward! BUT MARK MOVES OUT OF THE WAY AS HE GRABS IMPACT AND THROWS HIM OUT OF THE RING AND ONTO THE APRON! MARK THROWING A FOREARM AT IMPACT! BUT IT’S IMPACT THAT BLOCKS THE FOREARM AND SENDS ONE OF HIS OWN BACK AT MARK SENDING HIM BACKWARDS! Impact is still on the apron as he leaps off of it looking for something big while Mark is stunned!

Stew-O: BUT IT’S MARK RECOVERING AND KICKING THE TOP ROPE CAUSING IMPACT TO STUMBLE DOWN TO THE GROUND ON THE INSIDE OF THE RING! 

Flannery McCoy: Impact getting up to his feet now, BUT IT’S MARK THAT QUICKLY GRABS IMPACT! IMPALER DDT! MARK TAKING ADVANTAGE AND PLANTING IMPACT DOWN WITH THE REVOLUTION DDT AS HE QUICKLY HOOKS THE LEGS! THE REF GOING FOR THE COUNT!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!

Jake Mercer: BUT IT’S IMPACT THAT POWERS OUT OF THE PIN ATTEMPT! Mark looking angered but he’s trying to not let it phase him it seems as he’s quickly bringing Impact back up to his feet. Mark bringing Impact to his corner as it seems Limmy is quite ready for the tag as Mark throws him into the corner, imagine what happens if The Grand Athletes can execute whatever they have planned! MARK GOING FOR THE TAG!

Stew-O: WAIT! IMPACT SHOVING MARK AWAY AND ELBOWING LIMMY RIGHT IN THE FACE PREVENTING THE TAG QUICKLY! Mark quickly running forward as it’s clear Impact is beginning to come to his senses, BUT IMPACT QUICKLY DROPS HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH AN ATOMIC DROP! Impact collapsing down to the ground as it just makes it more apparent that he needs to get the tag in to Mr. DEDEDE before The Grand Athletes begin to capitalize! Impact beginning to crawl as Mark is beginning to stir as well as Limmy is up onto the apron just begging for the tag! Both of them so close to the corner, both teams are going to tag! WHO’S GOING TO MAKE IT?!

TAG!

TAG!

Flannery McCoy: AND IT’S LIMMY MONAGHAN AND MR. DEDEDE WHO ARE TAGGED IN! Both of them entering in and running at one another, BUT IT’S DEDEDE WHO TAKES THE FIRST BLOW WITH A JUMPING CLOTHESLINE RIGHT TOWARDS LIMMY! Limmy quickly getting up to his feet as DEDEDE is already up, BUT HE QUICKLY GRABS LIMMY AND TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A SWINGING NECKBREAKER! Limmy still managing to fight through it as he’s slowly beginning to get up to his feet, BUT IT’S DEDEDE! DEMOLITION!

Jake Mercer: BUT IT’S LIMMY THAT PUSHES AWAY FROM THE JUMPING CUTTER AND QUICKLY ROLLS OUT OF THE RING! Limmy circling around the ring trying to get a breather as it’s DEDEDE waiting in the ring like a predator stalking his prey. But now Limmy quickly jumping onto the apron as DEDEDE quickly runs right towards him, LIMMY QUICKLY LAUNCHING THROUGH THE ROPES GOING FOR THE SLINGSHOT SPEAR! BUT IT’S DEDEDE THAT QUICKLY GRABS HIM! OH MY!

Stew-O: IMPALER! IMPALER DDT PLANTING LIMMY DOWN TO THE GROUND AS HE’S OUT! DEDEDE QUICKLY ROLLING LIMMY OVER AND GOING FOR THE PIN!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!

TTTTTHHHHHR-

Flannery McCoy: BUT LIMMY POWERS OUT OF THE IMPALER! DEDEDE slowly getting up to his feet now, taking his time as he’s falling into the corner. We know damn well what he can look to go for and I’ll be one to say that it will not be nice! Limmy slowly getting up to his feet now as he clearly does not know what’s coming for him as DEDEDE is just waiting, preying upon him! THIS IS NOT GOING TO BE GOOD! DEDEDE BURSTING OUT OF THE CORNER! SPEAR!

Jake Mercer: HOW?! HOW?! SUNDOWNER! LIMMY WITH THE BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE RIGHT TO THE HEAD OF MR. DEDEDE BEFORE HE COULD CONNECT WITH THE SPEAR! DEDEDE IS DOWN AS LIMMY IS WASTING NO TIME FLIPPING HIM OVER AND GOING FOR THE PIN! PERFECT COUNTER! BUT WILL IT WORK OUT FOR HIM?!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!

TTTTTTHHHHHHRRRRRRR-

Stew-O: DEDEDE POWERS OUT! HE GOT THE SHOULDER UP! THIS MAIN EVENT MATCH IS STILL GOING ON!

Flannery McCoy: Limmy slamming the mat in frustration but he knows this isn’t the end all be all of this situation as he’s quickly back up to his feet now, as he’s just waiting for DEDEDE to get up as well! DEDEDE slowly rising up in a world of hurt at the moment as he’s up, LIMMY IS RIGHT BEHIND HIM AS HE RUNS FORWARD! URAVITY! BUT IT’S DEDEDE THAT DROPS HIS HEAD DOWN AS LIMMY LUNGES FORWARD! NOW IT’S DEDEDE BEHIND LIMMY, AS HE ROLLS HIM UP INTO A SCHOOLBOY!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOO-

Jake Mercer: BUT LIMMY QUICKLY KICKS OUT AS BOTH OF THEM ARE BACK UP TO THEIR FEET! JUMPING FOREARM SMASH RIGHT TO LIMMY! Limmy quickly back up to his feet though, BUT DEDEDE WITH ANOTHER ONE IN RETURN SENDING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! Limmy still managing to stagger up to his feet as he plants his knee onto the ground, BUT DEDEDE CATCHES HIM WITH A REVERSE ROUNDHOUSE KICK OUT OF NOWHERE SENDING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND!

Stew-O: Now it’s The Liquid Swordz with the momentum as it seems to be all DEDEDE at the moment here as Limmy is having trouble finding some higher ground at the moment. Limmy still pushing through though as he gets back up to his feet, DEDEDE GOING FOR A SPINNING BACK FIST TO TAKE HIM BACK DOWN TO THE GROUND! BUT LIMMY QUICKLY DUCKS UNDER! DEDEDE SWINGS AND MISSES AS LIMMY GRABS HIM FROM BEHIND AND SLIPS THROUGH, REVERSE STO SENDS DEDEDE DOWN TO THE GROUND!

Flannery McCoy: Limmy continuing to hold his own as he’s slowly getting back up to his feet as DEDEDE is trying to recover as fast as he can as well. Limmy grabbing DEDEDE and sending him to the corner now as he’s reaching out for the tag to Mark Macias!

TAG!

Jake Mercer: AND IT’S MARK THAT’S TAGGED IN FOR THE GRAND ATHLETES! Mark quickly grabbing DEDEDE and bringing him to the center of the ring, DROP TOE HOLD! AND A MOONSAULT BY LIMMY TAKING DEDEDE DOWN! Limmy knew that DEDEDE had the offense and wasted no time pushing him away to tag in his tag partner to get a fresh slate in this matchup! And that’s exactly what he did.

Stew-O: DEDEDE crawling back up, BUT IT’S MARK RUNNING FORWARD AND SLAMMING A KICK RIGHT TO HIS CHEST FORCING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! AND MARK IS JUST TEEING OFF WITH STOMPS RAINING DOWN ON MR. DEDEDE! He knows damn well that the best plan of offense is to keep him down on the ground and I think that he’s trying to do exactly that right now! DEDEDE grabbing the ropes in an attempt to get up to his feet but Mark is right on it, BUT DEDEDE STOPS HIM DEAD IN HIS TRACKS SENDING A BACK ELBOW RIGHT TO HIS GUT! Mark stumbling backward as this is giving DEDEDE enough time to swiftly get up to his feet, DEDEDE WITH A SCOOP SLAM SENDING MARK DOWN TO THE GROUND! DEDEDE wasting no time running to the ropes and back with Mark down, DEDEDE WITH A CORKSCREW ELBOW DROP RIGHT TO THE CHEST OF MARK!

Flannery McCoy: Mark quickly rolling away in pain as he grabs the ropes trying to quickly scramble up to his feet before DEDEDE can do anything else. He’s making his way to a corner as he leans back in it but it seems to be a precarious position as DEDEDE is quickly running forward, RAPTURE! BUT MARK BARELY MOVES OUT OF THE WAY BEFORE THE HELLUVA KICK DECAPITATES HIM! DEDEDE quickly turning around but Mark is the one running right towards him, AWESOME CLOTHESLINE AS MARK FALLS ONTO THE APRON! Mark quickly climbing up to the top rope as DEDEDE is trying to recover and get back up to his feet, BUT MARK QUICKLY SENDS HIM BACK DOWN WITH A DOUBLE DIVING AXE HANDLE! 

Jake Mercer: Mark quickly grabbing DEDEDE and sending him to the ropes, SNAPMARE! Mark running to the ropes and back, BIG BOOT! BUT IT’S DEDEDE THAT ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY AND QUICKLY GRABS THE LEG OF MARK, SWEEPING IT DOWN TO THE GROUND! DEDEDE taking advantage as he grabs Mark and brings him up to his feet, BUTTERFLY EFFECT! DOUBLE UNDERHOOK BACKBREAKER TAKES MARK DOWN TO THE GROUND AS DEDEDE ROLLS HIM ONTO HIS BACK AND GOES FOR THE PIN!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!

TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRR-

Stew-O: BUT IT’S MARK MACIAS THAT POWERS OUT OF THE PIN ATTEMPT! DEDEDE taking the opportunity to grab Mark by the head and bringing him over to his corner as Impact is just reaching out, waiting for that tag to enter back into that match as it seems like DEDEDE is going to give it to him!

TAG!

Flannery McCoy: AND IMPACT IS IN THE MATCHUP! Both members of The Liquid Swordz are grabbing Mark and sending him to the ropes, DOUBLE SPINNING WHEEL KICK RIGHT TO THE HEAD OF MARK SENDS HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! And it’s just a matter of Impact picking up the pieces now as he brings Mark up and sends him to the ropes once more, IMPACT WITH A DROPKICK! But Mark using that momentum to fall into the ropes but he’s on wobbly legs at the moment as Impact is the one that’s quickly running at him, CLOTHESLINE SENDS MARK OVER THE TOP ROPE AND ONTO THE APRON! This doesn’t look to be a good position as Impact is running to the right of him, SPRINGBOARD DROPKICK RIGHT TO MARK SENDING HIM TO THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING!

Jake Mercer: Mark stumbling up using the apron as it’s Impact that’s quickly rolling out of the ring and grabbing him by the head, AND HE THROWS MARK INTO THE RING POST! BUT MARK QUICKLY PUTS HIS HAND OUT BEFORE THE RINGPOST CONNECTS WITH HIS FACE AS HE SLIPS THROUGH, AND SLAMS IMPACT’S FACE INTO THE RINGPOST INSTEAD! Impact crumbling down to the ground as Mark is taking his chance to roll into the ring and take a breather here as he’s making his way to his corner, seemingly ready to tag in Limmy after all the damage he’s taken in this match. Impact is beginning to stir up to his feet now as I think he realizes the position he’s in right now!

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Stew-O: LIMMY MONAGHAN IS BACK INTO THIS MATCH! LIMMY ENTERING IN AS HE RUNS TO THE ROPES AND BACK HEADING RIGHT TOWARDS IMPACT, SUICIDE DIVE RIGHT TO HIM SENDING HIM BACKWARDS!

(Limmy gets hyped up to the sound of the crowd in the Performance Center before eyeing Sarah Price. It is clear that she’s been unamused this whole match and has been keeping a low profile, but Limmy can only give a shrug as he keeps the offense going on Impact)

Flannery McCoy: Limmy rolling Impact into the ring as he jumps onto the apron and up onto the top rope as Impact is back up to his feet, BUT IT’S LIMMY OUT OF NOWHERE LEAPING OFF THE TOP ROPE AND TAKING IMPACT DOWN WITH A CROSSBODY! Limmy wasting no time getting back up to his feet as Impact is doing the same, BUT LIMMY QUICKLY TAKING IMPACT BACK DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH A SLING BLADE AS THE GRAND ATHLETES QUICKLY TURN THE TABLES IN THIS MATCHUP!

Jake Mercer: Impact still trying to get up as he’s up onto a knee as Limmy is up as well, LIMMY GOING FOR A BASEMENT DROPKICK! BUT IT’S IMPACT THAT MOVES OUT OF THE WAY BEFORE IT CAN CONNECT! But Limmy had a backup as he positions himself, STANDING MOONSAULT! BUT IT’S IMPACT THAT QUICKLY GETS THE KNEES UP BEFORE IT CAN CONNECT LEAVING LIMMY IN A WORLD OF HURT! Limmy bounces up in pain as he’s grabbing his gut as it seems Impact is the quicker one up to his feet, AS HE BRINGS HIM UP AND TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER SWIFTLY!

Stew-O: Limmy rolling around in pain now as it’s Impact that quickly runs to the ropes and back as he leaps off the ropes, FLIGHT SIGHTS! BUT LIMMY MOVES OUT OF THE WAY OF THE SPRINGBOARD MOONSAULT! Impact quickly up to his feet but it looks like Limmy was ready for him here, ARMOR BREAKER! SUPERKICK RIGHT TO THE JAW OF IMPACT SENDS HIM COLLAPSING DOWN TO THE GROUND! AND IT’S LIMMY THAT DROPS DOWN AND HOOKS THE LEG! COULD THIS BE IT?!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!

TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRE-

Flannery McCoy: BUT IT’S IMPACT THAT POWERS OUT OF THE SUPERKICK! Limmy shaking his head as I think he knows what he has to do next with the offense in his corner. Limmy quickly making his way to an empty corner as he begins to climb up to the middle turnbuckle, Impact is absolutely lifeless in the center of the ring as I think we know what he might be going for here! FUCKIN’ RIP MATE!

Jake Mercer: BUT IT’S DEDEDE THAT RUNS TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE APRON AND THROWS LIMMY OFF THE TOP ROPE BEFORE HE CAN CONNECT WITH HIS FINISHER! DEDEDE MIGHT’VE POSSIBLY SAVED THE LIQUID SWORDZ CHANCES IN THIS MATCH!

Stew-O: This is giving Impact enough time to slowly begin to recover as Limmy is getting up as well, the desperation is clearly starting to kick in for the both of them! LIMMY QUICKLY RUNNING FORWARD WITH A BURST OF ENERGY! SUNDOWNER! BUT IT’S IMPACT THAT MOVES OUT OF THE WAY OF THE BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE USING THE MOMENTS THAT LIMMY WAS DOWN TO HIS ADVANTAGE AS IMPACT IS RUNNING FORWARD NOW! AND LOCKS IN MILLENNIAL INCARCERATION!

Flannery McCoy: THE COBRA CLUTCH IS LOCKED IN AS LIMMY IS STRUGGLING WITH HIS LIFE TO ESCAPE OUT OF IT! IMPACT WRENCHING AT THE HOLD TRYING TO GET LIMMY TO EITHER TAP OR SNAP AT THIS POINT AS IT SEEMS THAT LIMMY IS TRYING TO FIND A WAY TO ESCAPE! BUT I DON’T THINK HE CAN SEE THAT AS THE LIGHTS ARE SLOWLY BEGINNING TO FADE! COULD THIS BE THE END OF THE MATCH RIGHT HERE?!

Jake Mercer: LIMMY HAS MANAGED TO KEEP HIMSELF UPRIGHT AS HE SEEMS TO BE FIGHTING EVEN MORE! HE’S MANAGED TO PUSH IMPACT INTO THE CORNER! BUT HE WAS READY FOR IT! IT’S THE GRAND ATHLETES CORNER AS HE’S PUSHED IMPACT RIGHT UP AGAINST IT! MARK MACIAS REACHING FOR THE TAG!

TAG!

Stew-O: AND MARK HAS TAGGED HIMSELF IN! Impact letting go of the hold to focus on Mark, BUT IT’S TOO LATE AS MARK RUNS IN WITH ANOTHER AWESOME CLOTHESLINE AS HE FALLS ONTO THE APRON! Impact quickly turning around, BUT MARK DROPS HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH A APRON HOTSHOT!

Flannery McCoy: Mark quickly rolling back into the ring as he runs to the ropes and back as Impact meets in the center of the ring, RUNNING LARIAT! BUT IT’S IMPACT DUCKING UNDER! Impact is the one running to the ropes trying to turn this around on Mark, BUT MARK OUT OF NOWHERE MANAGING TO DROP IMPACT DOWN TO THE GROUND USING THE MOMENTUM TO CONNECT WITH THE FLAPJACK!

Jake Mercer: Mark quickly bringing him back up to his feet, BUT IT SEEMS IMPACT IS FIGHTING BACK WITH A BARRAGE OF RIGHTS AND LEFTS RIGHT TO THE HEAD OF MARK! BUT MARK SENDS A KICK RIGHT TO HIS GUT! Impact leaning against the ropes as Mark is wasting no time quickly running right at him, BUT IMPACT QUICKLY KICKING HIM IN THE GUT AND GRABBING HIM! AND DROPS MARK DOWN NECK-FIRST WITH A POWERBOMB! Impact keeping him in that powerbomb position as he isn’t done, ANOTHER POWERBOMB CONNECTS!

Stew-O: Mark trying to fight through it but it’s Impact that’s already grabbing him and pulling him up onto his feet, BUT MARK WITH A KICK RIGHT TO THE GUT! BUT IT’S IMPACT THAT RETALIATES WITH A STIFF EUROPEAN UPPERCUT RIGHT TO HIS JAW! IMPACT RESPONDS WITH A KICK TO THE FACE! BUT MARK RESPONDS WITH ONE BACK! IMPACT GOING FOR A SPINNING BACK FIST! BUT MARK IS DUCKING UNDER, NECKBREAKER! BUT IMPACT SLIPS OUT AND SHOVES MARK AWAY! Impact quickly turning Mark around, STEP-UP ENZIGURI RIGHT TO THE HEAD OF MARK SENDING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! But Impact isn’t done as he quickly leaps over Mark and to the ropes, FLIGHT SLIGHTS!

Flannery McCoy: BUT MARK MOVES OUT OF THE WAY BEFORE THE SPRINGBOARD MOONSAULT CONNECTS! Impact falling into the corner now as he’s clearly out of breath! BUT IT SEEMS MARK IS ALREADY SO CLOSE TO THE TAG AS HE’S DRAGGING HIMSELF OVER NOT WASTING ANY TIME AS LIMMY SEEMS POISED TO STRIKE!  THEY BOTH REALIZE THAT IF THEY DON’T GET THIS TAG THIS MIGHT BE THE END OF THE MATCH IN WHICH THE LIQUID SWORDZ CAN EASILY PICK THEM OFF! BOTH MEMBERS OF THE GRAND ATHLETES ARE REACHING!

TAG!

TAG!

Jake Mercer: LIMMY IS IN! LIMMY QUICKLY RUNS IN AS IMPACT IS TRYING TO GET BACK TO HIS SENSES! SUNDOWNER TO THE CORNER! BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE RIGHT TO THE HEAD OF IMPACT AS LIMMY IS QUICKLY GRABBING HIM! THIS IS THE GRAND ATHLETES’ OPPORTUNITY TO GET THE BIGGEST WIN OF THEIR CAREERS SO FAR AS LIMMY IS BRINGING HIM TO THE CENTER OF THE RING! HOWITZERS IMPACT! 

Stew-O: END OF HEARTACHE DROPS IMPACT DOWN TO THE GROUND AS LIMMY IS WASTING NO TIME JUMPING FORWARD AND GOING FOR THE PIN! I DON’T THINK HE’S GOING TO KICK OUT! WE’RE GOING TO SEE A WINNER!




Flannery McCoy: WHAT?! THE REF ISN’T COUNTING! LIMMY IS IN SHOCK AS THE REF IS POINTING OVER TO THEIR CORNER! NO! MR. DEDEDE IS PRIMED AND READY AS HE WAS WAITING FOR THAT MOMENT! DON’T TELL ME THAT HE WAS THE ONE THAT WAS TAGGED IN! THIS WAS ALL A PART OF THE PLAN!

Jake Mercer: SPEAR! SPEAR OUT OF NOWHERE DROPS LIMMY DOWN TO THE GROUND AS MARK SEES THIS AND QUICKLY ENTERS INTO THE RING TRYING TO TAKE DOWN DEDEDE BEFORE ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN!

Stew-O: EVISCERATION! DOUBLE KNEE FACEBREAKER TO MARK OUT OF NOWHERE BY IMPACT! IMPACT WITH A BURST OF ENERGY AS BOTH HIM AND MARK COLLAPSE DOWN TO THE GROUND! LEAVING MR. DEDEDE ALL TO HIMSELF AS HE QUICKLY HOOKS THE LEG, GOING FOR THE PIN ON LIMMY!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!

TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

(DING! DING! DING!)

(‘I Am A God’ plays up as Mr. DEDEDE gets right up to his feet after the pin, closing his eyes for a moment and looking up into the air with a smirk as the crowd showers The Liquid Swordz with a lukewarm reaction as before long DEDEDE helps Impact back up to his feet. Both of them look at one another with a smirk as they force the Ref to lift their hands up in victory. They both turn their heads and look to Sarah Price on the outside of the ring who’s still there. She’s leaning against the barricade as she clearly has nothing to say or react to and just simply gives a nod in response as The Liquid Swordz continue to celebrate around the ring)

Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen here are your winners, the team of IMPACT!!!!!!!!!! And MR. DEDEDE!!!!!!!!!! THE LIQUID SWORDZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Flannery McCoy: What a match that we’ve just bared witness to tonight! An excellent main event as despite the disadvantages that The Grand Athletes had in their corner, they still managed to push forward and do what they did best and showed why they had the Unified Tag Team Championships in the first place! It was definitely a tough battle for both teams but in the end, it was The Liquid Swordz who used one another’s smarts to make sure that they secured the win for their team.

Jake Mercer: Both teams have shown their mettle heading into Territorial Invasion and win-or-loss they definitely have made themselves known. But tonight it is 2/3ths of the Dynasty WarGames team that comes out victorious tonight, and that is The Liquid Swordz!

(Mr. DEDEDE and Impact begin to leave the ring as The Grand Athletes are seen on the outside, until…)

Stew-O: WAIT! IN THE CROWD! IT’S TEAM SHOWDOWN! JACK RIPLEY, XAVIER WILLIAMS, AND JUSTIN WINDGATE ARE HERE ON DYNASTY AS THEY QUICKLY ENTER THROUGH THE CROWD AND PAST THE BARRICADE! AND I DON’T THINK THEY’RE HERE TO CONGRATULATE THE LIQUID SWORDZ ON THEIR VICTORY!

(Sarah Price sees the situation at hand and slides into the ring as both DEDEDE and Impact stand square in the center yelling at them to bring it. But before long Sarah brushes past both of them and stands in front of her other two teammates, instigating the fact that she’s Team Captain in this scenario for Team Dynasty)

Flannery McCoy: THEY LOOK READY TO BRAWL, BUT I DON’T THINK IT’S DONE YET! OPPOSITE SIDE OF THE CROWD, TEAM VOLTAGE! MALCOLM JONES, A VERY FEARLESS DRAKE KING, AND DARCY MAY MORGAN HAVE ARRIVED AS WELL! AND I THINK THEY’RE HERE TO JOIN IN ON THE BRAWL! ALL 3 WARGAMES TEAMS ARE ABOUT TO GO AT IT!

(Both Team Voltage and Team Showdown begin to close in on Team Dynasty in the middle of the ring. Before finally both teams rush forward)

Jake Mercer: WAIT! MR. DEDEDE AND IMPACT HAVE RETREATED OUT OF THE RING! SARAH IS IN SHOCK AS BOTH TEAM SHOWDOWN AND TEAM VOLTAGE HAVE SLID IN AND JOINED IN ON THE CARNAGE! DEDEDE AND IMPACT HAVE JUST LEFT THEIR TEAMMATE OUT TO DRY IN THIS BRAWL! AND WE DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT’S HAPPENING IN THE RING!

(Sarah seems to be enveloped in between the two teams as the brawl commences, each of them going after one another with absolutely no remorse. The camera then pans over to Mr. DEDEDE and Impact, both of them looking on with smirks on the entrance ramp as they watch the action conspire in the ring. That is the last shot seen as the camera fades away)

(EAW logo buzzes.)

Written by Matthew Graham

Most Valuable Elitist #239

Showdown 9/12/20