Narrator: The power is in your hands…
(A computer screen is shown which shines a bright fluorescent blue. Lines of code scroll through the screen at the speed of light as the camera then pans out to a holographic display)
To fixate the objective…
(Five holographic displays begin to show. The faces of Kasey Kaos, SOSA Henderson, Ronan Malosi, Lisa Wren, and Melissa O’Malley are shown)
Change the landscape of a match…
(Three figures show up next as a holographic display of the New Breed Championship is shown as it slowly rotates 360 degrees. The figures of Angel de Plata Jr., Gwyn Gilfired, and The New Breed Champion, Justin Windgate. In the background a holographic LEGO Table peers behind them as the figures turn around to face it)
Spark a revolution…
(Two figures show up as now the Championship on display is changed to the Specialist Championship. The figures of Darcy May Morgan and Kensingten Calhoun Astor are shown as behind them is the subtitle that shoes “Last Woman Standing” as holographic numbers slowly count up to 10)
Take things to the next level…
(The figures of Kassidy Heart and NvL appear in view this time. The National Elite Champion is shown on display this time. Both their hands are taped together, submerged in sticky glue, as crystals stick out of their hands as they bleed profusely)
And settle the score…
(The figures of The Visual Prophet and Lethal Consequences are shown in holographic form. Both of them are staring down eachother as they both grasp handcuffs in their hands)
All result it…
(The EAW World Heavyweight Championship is put into clear view as it slowly rotates as its surrounded by the dastardly Dome of Death. All three competitors slowly begin to appear one at a time. TLA slowly appears into view, Osamu next, then-)
(A figure in a hood with a sledgehammer slams the hammer right into the computer along with the holographic projector. He slowly drops the sledgehammer as he slowly pulls off his hood. The dark brown eyes of Drake King stare into the camera as he looks livid as he grasps his World Heavyweight Championship in his hand before he pushes the camera away abruptly cutting the film to black)
(‘Computers’ by Rowdy Rebel then plays up as the crowd in the Jeunesse Arena are bustling with anticipation for the free-per-view. Pyro flashes across the stage in a beautiful array of red and black for a long moment as the crowd continues to cheer for the spectacular array. The camera then after the pyro is done begins to pan over to the commentary desk. Stew-O, Flannery McCoy and a very enthusiastic Jake Mercer are shown as they shine bright smiles to the camera before they begin to speak)
Stew-O: WELCOME… TO RECKLESS WIRING!!!
Flannery McCoy: Yes! The Dynasty free-per-view where the power is in your hands! Although that seems to be a bad idea because given the state of the Voltage fans that watch this show :lupe:.
Jake Mercer: I AM READY STEW ARE YOU READY?!
Jake Mercer: I AM READY FLANNERY ARE YOU READY?!
(Jake’s commentary cuts abruptly as Flannery slaps him square in the face)
Jake Mercer: OW! OK! Well I’m certainly ready, you should’ve seen how many spam bots I got to vote for the matches tonight?! I only use those for “special occasions” and today is the day for that!
Stew-O: Yes… :wtf:. Anyways we have a great set of matches for you tonight! But why continue to talk about it when we can cut to the matches! THE FUTURE IS NOW! Actually that’s a bad idea because in the future by the time this is done at the next Dynasty everyone will probably be in the hospital :lupe:. ANYWAYS LETS GET RIGHT TO THE MATCHES!
(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: This is a FATAL FIVE WAY MATCH AND IT IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(“Earned It” by Chief Keef hits as a red carpet is rolled out to the ring and the crowd boos loudly. Paparazzi is shown on the entrance ramp filming with their phones as they await the arrival.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first residing in Hollywood, California weighing in at 191 pounds he is “HOLLLLLLLLLLLLLYWOOOOOOOD” SOSAAAAAA HEEEEENDERRRRRRRSON!!!!!
(Hollywood Henderson steps out onto the ramp with a beautiful woman on each arm as he makes his way down the ramp. SOSA seems to be loving the attention from the paparazzi and even the negative attention from the fans as he rolls under the bottom rope into the ring.)
Flannery McCoy: We are all very hyped for the return of SOSA Henderson to EAW. He is looking to make a big impact here tonight.
Jake Mercer: He’s a Golden Globe winner Flannery! Besides I am sure that you more than anyone are hyped for SOSA’s return here tonight! Everybody knows that the bitches love SOSA!!!
Flannery McCoy: What did you just call me? :ufdup:
Stew-O: Anyway even if these fans aren’t happy about it it is great to have SOSA Henderson back. He is a former New Breed Champion and is likely set on getting even more gold in 2020. It seems that the gold he won in Hollywood just isn’t enough to satisfy him!
Jake Mercer: If he wants to be satisfied maybe Flannery cou-
Flannery McCoy: :ufdup:
(“Don’t Sweat The Technique” by Eric B and Rakim hits!!!)
Stephie Love: Introducing second from British Columbia, Canada weighing in at 150 pounds she is LISSSSSSSSSSSSSSA WRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREN!!!!
(Lisa Wren makes her way out to the ring with a serious look on her face. She walks directly out to the ring ignoring the world around her and not playing to the crowd. She is not in the mood for shenanigans here tonight.)
Jake Mercer: So… she’s fun.
Flannery McCoy: What? Just because a woman isn’t coming out here and shaking her ass to entertain you you gotta criticise her?
Jake Mercer: I’m just saying she could smile more. I’m so bored!
Flannery McCoy: You won’t be smiling anymore tonight after I get through with you.
Jake Mercer: :whoa:
Stew-O: Lisa Wren is a very serious competitor. She may not be the most entertaining wrestler but that is just because she is so focused on competition.
Jake Mercer: You are right Stew-O. In fact because of Lisa’s suggestion I purchased life insurance to ensure my family is well taken care of if I die because of this coronavirus.
Flannery McCoy: Yes. I am sure it will be the coronavirus that takes you out.
(Marilyn Manson – ‘Cry Little Sister’ blasts across the speakers.)
Stephie Love: Introducing third from London, England weighing in at 130 pounds… she is MISS MAYHEM… KASEY KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!
(The lights dim in the arena as the deranged Kasey Kaos comes out with a big smile on her face and wide eyes. She stretches both arms towards the ring as red and purple smoke blast out from the stage. Kasey strikes a Jesus-esque pose before dropping to her knees and laughing sadistically. She crawls down the ramp scaring away SOSA’s paparazzi as she crawls towards them.)
Jake Mercer: What the hell? She better not come over here. Remember that girl back in ‘99 in Morocco? Yeah I ain’t touching no crazy ones after that!
Stew-O: Kasey Kaos is here in EAW to cause as much mayhem and panic as she possibly can. This is one truly deranged individual and I feel bad for anyone who has to deal with this chaotic woman. I really don’t even know what to expect from her here tonight.
Flannery McCoy: I think we can expect that anyone who gets on her badside is going to feel some serious pain! These fans can’t seem to decide what to think of her. Some are cheering some are booing. Some are just plain freaked out.
(“Thunderstorm” from Ninja Gaiden II: The Dark Sword of Chaos hits to cheers from the crowd.)
Stephie Love: Introducing fourth from The Las Vegas Strip weighing in at 122 pounds she is “The Gladiatrix” MELISSSSSSSSSSSSA O’MALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLEYYYY!!!!
Flannery McCoy: Oh shit what does her shirt say?
(The camera zooms in on Melissa O’Malley’s shirt which reads “Bitches Hate SOSA!”)
Stew-O: Oh shit SOSA isn’t going to like that…
(The crowd bursts into a storm of boos as “Come On” by Waterproof Blonde blasts across the speakers. Ronan Malosi appears at the top of the ramp strutting out onto the stage with a shit eating grin on his face.)
Stephie Love: Introducing last from Cape Town, South Africa weighing in at 280 pounds he is “BAD TAKES” RONAN MALOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSIIiII!!!
Ronan: It’s HOT TAKES! HOT FUCKING TAKES!!!
(Stephie Love is shown grinning mischievously as she leaves the ring and takes her seat at ringside.)
Stephie Love: :mjgrin:
Jake Mercer: At this time we would like to introduce you all to tonight’s Portuguese and Spanish commentary teams who will be helping us call the show here tonight.
(The camera cuts to a large brick wall which has been set up next to Jake Mercer in the commentary area.)
Jake Mercer: Unfortunately we cannot do that as they have built a wall around their desks to keep us Americans out so that we do not infect them with the coronavirus.
Flannery McCoy: Oh. Well that is too bad. Anyway we have wasted enough time. Let’s start this show!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Jake Mercer: We are underway as SOSA Henderson immediately charges in at Melissa O’Malley and backhands the shit out of her!!! Equal rights equal fights!
Flannery McCoy: Wait no! Melissa ducked it! Melissa flies off the ropes and slams into SOSA with a hard forearm sending him flying back against the ropes!!! SOSA bounces back… Melissa tosses him with a Belly to Belly Suplex across the ring! She tackles him down on the ground and locks in a Cross Armbreaker!!!
Ronan Malosi: Ah you look like a woman of culture. Would you perchance like to indulge in a hot take?
Lisa Wren: Excuse me?
Ronan Malosi: You appear to be a fine ass queen if I do say so myself. For my latest hot take I would like to TAKE you as my wife!
Lisa Wren: Oh hell no!
Stew-O: Lisa Wren slaps the shit out of Ronan Malosi!!! But Ronan is laughing! He grabs Lisa around the throat with both hands! Ronan forces Lisa to the ground as he has completely snapped! Ronan is strangling the life out of Lisa!!! She’s not long for this world! She is clawing at his arms and he i-
Jake Mercer: WAIT OFF THE TOP ROPE!!! IT’S KASEY KAOS!!! KASEY KAOS LEAPING OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH A FLYING ELBOW DROP AS SHE LANDS RIGHT ON THE BACK OF RONAN MALOSI!!! Ronan sprawls out across the ring as Kasey leaps onto him and begins to pummel him with her fists right to his skull! Ronan is taking a lot of punishment right now! Ronan shoves Kasey off of him as she falls back onto Melissa O’Malley and SOSA Henderson breaking up her armbar! SOSA immediately slides out of the ring favoring his arm. Kasey turns around and slashes at Melissa with her fingernails! But Melissa ducks and hits a Superkick taking her down as well! NO! Kasey ducks and takes Melissa out with a Roundhouse Kick to the side of the head! AND SOSA GRABS MELISSA’S LEG PULLING HER OUT UNDERNEATH THE BOTTOM ROPE!!! HERE COMES RONAN CHARGING IN!!! BUT KASEY MOVES OUT OF THE WAY!!! RONAN HITS THE ROPES KNOCKING MELISSA UNDERNEATH AS RONAN FALLS BACK… AND LISA WREN!!! Lisa Wren comes charging in with a Flying Crossbody to Ronan as both of them go tumbling over the top rope! Big Ronan comes crashing down on everyone on the outside! Kasey Kaos the only woman left in the ring as she is tearing at her hair with a crazed look in her eyes! What is she going to do here?!?!
Flannery McCoy: Kasey Kaos runs the ropes!!! She leaps and–
Stew-O: TOPE CON HILO!!!! CONNECTS!!! KASEY TAKES OUT EVERYONE IN THE MATCH!!!
Jake Mercer: What a picture perfect Tope con Hilo from Kasey Kaos! It looks like only Lisa Wren survived as she leaped the barricade to hide among the fans.
Spanish Commentators (from behind wall): Tope con Giro!!! Por favor usa la palabra correcta!
Jake Mercer: Quiet you. Kasey Kaos doesn’t look like she’s done just yet! She flips up the ring apron! Oh shit watch out for what she’s gonna do!
Flannery McCoy: Kasey Kaos pulls out a steel chair and tosses it in the ring! She pulls out a kendo stick and throws that in too! Wait what is that? A trash can!? She throws the trash can lid into the ring! SOSA Henderson is back up!
Jake Mercer: But Kasey puts the trash can over his head! Kasey pulls out another kendo stick from under the ring! And she is hitting the trash can over SOSA’s head repeatedly with that kendo stick! I’m not sure if that trash can is protecting him or what but it seems to be effective! SOSA falls back staggering as he can’t see where he is at all! WAIT KASEY WATCH OUT!!! RONAN MALOSI CHARGES IN WITH A BIG BOOT!
Flannery McCoy: KASEY DUCKS IT!!! RONAN CONNECTS WITH THE BIG BOOT TO SOSA HENDERSON WITH FORCE! SOSA AND THE TRASH CAN SENT FLYING BACK RIGHT INTO THE BRICK WALL QUARANTINE HERE AT RINGSIDE!!! RONAN FALLS BACK HOLDING HIS LEG IN PAIN AFTER HIS BOOT CONNECTED WITH THAT TRASH CAN!
Jake Mercer: Lisa Wren now up on our announce table as she looks at SOSA Henderson with wild eyes! Lisa charges across our announce table!!
Stew-O: SPEAR! SPEAR! SPEAR! LISA WREN LEAPS AND SPEARS SOSA HENDERSON RIGHT THROUGH THE BRICK WALL INTO THE SPANISH COMMENTARY TABLE!!!
Flannery McCoy: The Spanish and Portuguese commentators are scattering in a cloud of dust as Lisa and SOSA are completely out here! There is truly no escape from the Spanish commentary table being destroyed during an EAW show you would have thought they would have learned by now.
(The two competitors are laid out as a result of that huge collision as several moments pass)
Jake Mercer: Meanwhile Melissa and Ronan have separated themselves from everyone else and are brawling around the ringside area! I’m not sure what’s going with these two, but Ronan seizes Melissa by the hair and hurls her into the ring steps! Ronan waits for Melissa to get into a sitting position and he rushes forward…. HIS KNEE CONNECTING WITH HER FACE! MELISSA IS CRUSHED AGAINST THE RING STEPS AND THE MIGHT RONAN MALOSI STANDS TALL AND PROUD!
Flannery McCoy: Ronan sees all the carnage caused by the spear and he starts to make his way over, BUT WAIT! THE GLADIATRIX IS BACK UP! HOW IS SHE ON HER FEET, GUYS?! RONA CRUSHED HER! :lupe:!!!!
Stew-O: MELISSA RUNS UP BEHIND RONAN AND LEAPS ON HIS BACK, WRAPPING HER ARMS AROUND HIS NECK!!! SHE IS CHOKING RONAN AND RONAN IS DOING WHATEVER HE CAN TO TRY AND SHAKE HER OFF! RONAN BACKS UP AGAINST THE RING POST AND SLAMS MELISSA INTO IT!
Flannery McCoy: MELISSA HANGS ON!!!!
Jake Mercer: RONAN SLAMS HER BACK AGAINST THE POST AGAIN AND THIS TIME MELISSA IS FORCED TO LET GO! SHE SLUMPS TO THE GROUND AND RONAN SNATCHES HER UP BY THE HAIR! HE SLAMS MELISSA’S FACE OFF THE HARDEST PART OF THE RING! RONAN TAKES MELISSA AND SPIKES HER INTO THE GROUND WITH A DDT!
Stew-O: SOSA HENDERSON IS BACK UP! SOSA slowly getting back up! How the hell did he make it back up before Lisa Wren? Can we get a replay on that?
(A replay of Lisa Wren hitting a Spear on SOSA Henderson through the brick wall is shown. It appears that during the Spear Lisa’s head was in front of SOSA’s body causing her to go head first into the wall before SOSA was driven back first through it into the table.)
Jake Mercer: :damn:
Flannery McCoy: SOSA SEES RONAN COMING TOWARDS HIM!!! ‘STOLE YO BITCH’!!! THE RKO OUTTA NOWHERE CONNECTS WITH RONAN!!!! SOSA JUST TOOK OUT RONAN AFTER RONAN TOOK OUT MELISSA!!!!!
Stew-O: SOSA Henderson pulls up Lisa Wren and tosses her into the ring. SOSA climbs up into the ring and into the ro-
Flannery McCoy: SMALL PACKAGE BY LISA WREN! LISA PULLS SOSA INTO A SURPRISE SMALL PACKAGE AS HE STEPS THROUGH THE ROPES!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: NO! SOSA HENDERSON KICKS OUT!!! SOSA AND LISA IMMEDIATELY BACK UP AS THEY COLLIDE TRADING PUNCHES IN THE RING! SOSA! LISA! SOSA! LISA! SOSA! KASEY! SOSA! LISA! WAIT… KASEY?
Stew-O: Kasey Kaos has something in her hands… what is that??? Kasey hurls it towards the ring!!! The object strikes SOSA right in the side of his face sticking to it. SOSA reaches up and peels it off as the odd white object is covered in blood! My god is that…
Flannery McCoy: Kasey Kaos throws another one at Lisa Wren! But Lisa ducks it! My god Kasey Kaos hurling barbed wire wrapped rolls of toilet paper into the ring! Kasey leaps back into the ring and now springboards over the top rope targeting Lisa Wren!!! SHE GOT HER NO-
Jake Mercer: LISA WREN COUNTERS WITH A DDT IN MIDAIR!!! LISA JUST ABSOLUTELY ANNIHILATING KASEY HERE! THE COVER!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: NO! SOSA HENDERSON BREAKS UP THE PIN! SOSA BREAKS UP THE PIN WITH THE PAID IN FULL!!! DOUBLE CURB STOMP TO THE BACK OF LISA WREN’S HEAD!!!
SOSA Henderson: Ye this bitch gonna learn to love SOSA.
Flannery McCoy: SOSA HENDERSON WITH THE COVER!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…. “HOLLYWOOD” SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSA HENDERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRSONNNN!!!!!!!!!
(“Earned It” by Chief Keef hits as the crowd erupts into boos. The paparazzi that was scared off earlier rushes the ringside area as they film Hollywood Henderson getting his arm raised in victory by the referee.)
Jake Mercer: WHAT A HUGE VICTORY FOR HOLLYWOOD HENDERSON! THIS IS BIGGER THAN HIS GOLDEN GLOBE! THIS IS ALMOST AS BIG AS THE TIME HE WON THE OSCAR FOR BEST PICTURE AS THE LEADING ROLE IN CASABLANCA IN 1943!!! :whew: :whew: :whew:
Flannery McCoy: Well that might not have happened but this sure did. A big win here tonight for SOSA Henderson at Reckless Wiring.
Jake Mercer: So Flannery…
Flannery McCoy: …
Jake Mercer: Do you love SOSA now?
Flannery McCoy: Are you saying I’m a bitch again?
Jake Mercer: :mjgrin:
Stew-O: Congratulations to SOSA Henderson on this hard fought victory here tonight. He has had an up and down journey here in EAW since losing his New Breed Championship back at Pain for Pride, but for the first time since that reign we have seen a motivated SOSA!
Flanner McCoy: Let’s hope that he keeps up these winning ways and doesn’t revert, he has a lot of potential to reach and a focused SOSA would be a great shot in the arm of the Dynasty brand! Also speaking of potential, these young competitors fought their hearts out especially Kasey Kaos, the future is bright!
(The camera cuts to a commercial break.)
(COMMERCIAL: A Reckless Wiring poll is shown with live app voting on screen. Vote now to determine the EAW Elitist you think is most likely to be infected with the coronavirus! Polls will close soon!)
(COMMERCIAL: Tired of fingers and ready to move on to a full affair? Contact the Illionaires to learn more today!!!)
(The camera quickly cuts backstage to the arena garage. An all black Hennessey Venom GT can be seen and heard roaring into the arena. The car comes to a quick, screeching stop)
Stew: Oh wait a second, what’s going on here?
(After a few seconds, the door swings open and out steps Cage. He pauses as the live crowd erupts into cheers. He begins walking, a scowl on his face)
Jake Mercer: OH NO, SOMEONE GET HIM OUT OF HERE… SECURITY!! SOMEONE CALL SECURITY!!
Stew: Remember the threat that Cage made a couple weeks ago on Dynasty, he said that if he didn’t have his answers by then he would be at Reckless Wiring to essentially STOP the event!
Flannery McCoy: And it looks like that threat has turned into a promise! Cage is here… but how exactly is going to stop the show from happening?
Jake Mercer: Great… while the rest of the world has to deal with coronavirus, we have to deal with Cage threatening to cancel our shows!
(Cage shoves the cameraman away as we quickly cut back to the announce team)
Stew: And what must General Manager StarrStan be thinking right now? Starr has spent a lot of time and effort to put this show together, especially during times like these… and now Cage, who has made Starr’s life hell over the past number of weeks is hear to make good on–
(Stew is cut off by the crowd, rising to their feet and swelling eruption of cheers as Cage steps through the curtain and marches down to the ring. A security guard hops the barricade and tries to stop cage, much to the dismay of the crowd)
Flannery McCoy: OH CAGE JUST LEVELED HIM WITH A FOREARM!!
(Cage continues down, snatching a microphone from ringside and rolling into the ring. Rising to his feet he begins quickly pacing around the ring, he raises the microphone up to his mouth and begins speaking)
Cage: Don’t send another one out here because they’ll end up the same as that one. And the same goes for all of you too. *Cage motions towards the security guards near the barricade*
Cage: Well… here I am. I told you Starr, I told you. I told you that if I didn’t have my answers, or at least, leads, credible leads as to who was behind all this, I was going to come to Reckless Wiring and hold the show hostage and well… I don’t have my answers. I don’t even have any leads… IN FACT I haven’t even heard from our General Manager since last week’s Dynasty. Nothing. Complete silence on his part.
Cage: Throughout this whole process Starr, you’ve been difficult, you’ve been reluctant to give me any answers to the questions I’ve had. There’s been a lot of “I don’t knows” and “I’m not sures”, that’s all you ever seem to have. And well, you know where I stand on all of that, I think you do know, I think you are sure. Starr, be honest with me, for once in your goddamn fucking life BE HONEST WITH ME! Even IF you aren’t involved with this in some way, and that’s a gigantic IF, you’re enjoying this. You’re enjoying watching me get screwed over at every turn, you enjoy watching my sanity slowly slip away as I begin to shout out conspiracies… guilty or not you’ve ALWAYS wanted this to happen.
Cage: But not this. You didn’t expect that all of this would lead to right here, me, holding your entire show captive. Just think of all the money you’re going to lose. Everyone here, they’re all going to demand refunds, they were promised a stacked six match card and they haven’t even gotten half of that. Oooh and that main event, that World Heavyweight Championship main event, you know they’re going to be angry for not being able to see that. They’re all going to want their money back… AND ON TOP OF ALL THAT, you’ve already splurged for the arena, the pyro, the everything… and it’s not like you can get any of that back. You brought all of this all upon you–
(The lights are cut off)
Cage: OH NO, OH NO NO!!
(The lights go back on but there’s no one there. Cage stands in the middle of the ring with his fists clenched, ready for a fight)
Stew: CAGE WAS READY FOR IT THIS TIME! HE–
(The lights again go off)
(They go back on)
Jake Mercer: WHAT THE HELL?!
Flannery McCoy: IT’S SHAKER JONES!!
Stew: SHAKER JONES!! AND HE’S TACKLED CAGE INTO THE CORNER, BUT LIKE I SAID, CAGE WAS READY!! AND HE UNLOADS WITH A FEW BLOWS OVER THE BACK OF JONES!! NOW CAGE GETTING HIS KNEES UP AND SENDING THEM INTO THE MID-SECTION OF JONES!! CAGE AND JONES, GOING AROUND THE RING, THROWING BLOWS AT ONE ANOTHER, SHAKER JONES GOES FOR A RIGHT HAND BUT CAGE IS ABLE TO DUCK… NOW KICKING SHAKER IN THE MID-SECTION, HOOKING HIS ARMS, LOOKING FOR THE MERCY RULE!!
Jake Mercer: BUT WAIT…
Flannery McCoy: WHO THE HELL IS THAT?!
Stew: IT’S CHRIS ELITE!! CHRIS ELITE RUNNING THROUGH THE CROWD, INTO THE RING… WHERE HE DELIVERS A BOX OFFICE SMASH TO THE BACK OF CAGE’S HEAD!! CAGE COLLAPSES TO THE MAT… MY GOD, WAS IT CHRIS ELITE ALL ALONG?!
Flannery McCoy: WHAT DOES THIS EVEN MEAN?! IS CHRIS ELITE ON DYNASTY NOW?! I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS?!
Jake Mercer: YOU MIGHT HAVE QUESTIONS FLANNERY BUT IT APPEARS CAGE HAS FOUND HIS ANSWERS… STRUGGLING TO GET BACK TO HIS FEET… HE MEETS THE EYES OF CHRIS ELITE… WHO DELIVERS ANOTHER BOX OFFICE SMASH, LAYING CAGE OUT COLD!!
Stew: I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS, NEVER IN MY WILDEST DREAMS WOULD HAVE I EXPECTED CHRIS ELITE TO BE BEHIND ALL OF THIS, HE ISN’T EVEN A MEMBER OF THE DYNASTY ROSTER!!
(Chris Elite pats Shaker Jones on the back as Shaker exits the ring. The camera refocuses in on Chris Elite, standing over Cage, a smirk begins forming on the face of Chris Elite as he looks down, relishing in what he’s just done)
Flannery McCoy: Chris Elite, proud of what he’s just done… but why?! It just doesn’t make sense to me!
Jake Mercer: It doesn’t need to make sense to you, it just n–
Stew: WAIT, GUYS… LOOK!! CAGE, CAGE IS UP!! CAGE… HE DAMN NEAR POPPED TO HIS FEET, STUNNING ELITE!! AND NOW THE TWO ARE GOING AT IT IN THE CENTER OF THE RING, CAGE UNLOADING WITH RIGHTS AND LEFTS TO THE NECK, THE SHOULDER, THE FACE, ANYTHING HE CAN MAKE CONTACT WITH!!
Flannery McCoy: YES, GO CAGE!!
Jake Mercer: WHAT THE HELL IS THIS GUY MADE OF?! HE JUST TOOK TWO BOX OFFICE SMASHES, ONE TO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD AND HE’S ALREADY UP!!
Stew: CAGE HAS FORCED ELITE BACK INTO THE TURNBUCKLE… CONTINUING TO POUND AWAY AT HIM, NOW HERE COMES SECURITY DOWN TO THE RING, SECURITY IN DROVES… AT LEAST TWELVE GUARDS, NOW RUSHING INTO THE RING AND TRYING TO PULL CAGE OFF OF ELITE!! CAGE PUSHES A FEW AWAY, AND NOW MORE BEGIN RUSHING DOWN THE RAMP, THE CROWD FURIOUS, BOOING AS THEY KEEP TRYING TO PULL CAGE AWAY, AND NOW SOME OF THEM ARE TRYING TO PULL ELITE AWAY FROM CAGE, TRYING TO SEPARATE THEM ANY WAY THEY CAN!!
Jake Mercer: CMON GET HIM AWAY FROM THAT MANIAC!!
Stew: THERE MUST BE THREE DOZEN SECURITY GUARDS IN THE RING RIGHT NOW, AND FINALLY THEY’VE BEEN ABLE TO PULL THE TWO MEN APART!! ELITE ON ONE SIDE OF THE RING, CAGE BEING HELD BACK ON THE OPPOSITE SIDE, SEETHING!!… HE LUNGES TOWARDS ELITE AGAIN, THE CROWD EXPLODES… BUT HE’S STOPPED AND PULLED BACK RIGHT BEFORE HE MAKES CONTACT!! NOW FORCING CAGE OUT OF THE RING AND DRAGGING HIM UP THE RAMP!!
(The crowd continues to boo as Cage fights, trying to break free. Chris Elite looks on in the ring, a look of bewilderment on his face. Cage is dragged through the curtain as the camera fades out)
(The camera fades out)
(A recap of the program between Justin Windgate, Angel, and Gwyn plays showing each mens journey to this match including Gwyn winning a #1 contenders match and Angel defeating Justin due to Gwyn’s botched interference, and also the war of words between all of these men leading up to everything.)
(The camera fades in as it pans around the arena to the bustling crowd as they’re clearly excited about what they see in the middle of the ring at the moment. Surrounding the ring is four tables, not just regular tables to say the least no. Each table is wrapped in barbed wire with multiple LEGO pieces glued into the table itself. There are more LEGO Tables seen on the stage as it also seems that there have been LEGOs scattered across the announcers’ table. Jake Mercer is seen building something out of the LEGOs before Flannery McCoy slaps him in the back of the neck forcing him to stop. Jake crosses his arms in a brooding kind of position as Stephie Love is then shown in the middle of the ring as she begins to speak)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is set for…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
Stephie Love: And it is a LEGO TABLE MATCH FOR THE… NEW BREED CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!!!!!!!
(‘Me Muero’ by La 5a Estación plays to cheers as Angel de Plata Jr. makes his way out and onto the stage. He looks around for a moment and takes a glance at the LEGO Tables before looking deadset at the ring. It seems the masked luchador takes his goals very seriously as he makes his way to the ring interacting with fans along the way high fiving them as he makes his long descent down the ramp)
Stephie Love: Introducing first… from Mexico City, Mexico… weighing in at 205 pounds… ANGEL DE PLATA JR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: If we take a recap through Angel’s recent times here in EAW it goes pretty simple. Last week he faced Justin Windgate in a last chance match where if he were to win he’d be able to insert himself into the New Breed Title match at Reckless Wiring. And as it’s very apparent to see with the help of Gwyn Gilfried he managed to get the win over Justin Windgate and insert himself in and give himself another shot at the New Breed Title. And it’s clear he wants to make things right when it comes to free-per-view matches. The last title match he was in was at Road to Redemption against the former National Elite Champion, Lethal Consequences along with Osamu Arcichida where obviously he put a losing effort. Obviously it’s clear he wants things to change more than ever, and that means walking out with the New Breed Championship tonight.
Flannery McCoy: Make no mistake about it the winner of this match is going to have to go through hell and back in order to win the title and Angel is not far from that perception. Those violent tendencies that he holds close to him. Will that bring him to victory? Time’s been against him in the past, but no denying there’s a chance he could possibly turn it around one way or another. Could we see him become the New Breed Champion? Well, only time will find out, all we know is that he’ll kill it like always, can’t wait to see what he has in store for this matchup.
Jake Mercer: Oh c’mon guys. You guys don’t remember the time he won the Taco Bell Fiesta Loco Championship at Classic Mexican Muerto Federation? Why are you guys so uncultured, why is it just me?
(Angel quickly went onto the apron and jumped up onto the top rope raising his hands and spreading them out before jumping off the turnbuckle and to the canvas. He went to his corner and began to warm up quickly housing a smug look behind his mask as ‘Me Muero’ fades out. ‘Hysteria’ by Muse then plays up to loud boos as Gwyn Gilfried makes his way out to the stage. He does the usual as he pops his collar and looks around even taking a glance at a LEGO Table, as his eyes meet it a face of disgust is shown as he shakes his head and breaks his stare and begins to make his way to the ring)
Stephie Love: Next… Bethnal Green, London, England… weighing in at 187 pounds… THE LAST REAL PROFESSIONAL WRESTLER… GWYN GILFRIED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Meanwhile if time serves well Gwyn has held a grudge with Justin Windgate for a long ass time if you remember. Justin Windgate was the one that broke the undefeated streak that he held since his debut against TLA, and that’s left a sour taste in Gwyn’s mouth. He’s stated multiple times or inexplicitly said that Justin does not act as a champion, it seems to me he wants to be the one to be the champion to show Justin how it’s done. He’s coming back and entering this match because he wants his destiny to be back in his hands, and that should only be the case if he comes out the New Breed Champion.
Flannery McCoy: But this seems more than anything that the odds are stacked against him at this very point in time no matter what perception you look at it in. Gwyn is not a fan of these stipulation matches that take away from the pure grit that is professional wrestling. It’s safe to say he plans to win this match by himself without any LEGO Tables in play for him, but the question is will that work out for him? He wants to make sure the ring is as clean as a sheet when the bell rings and he possibly wins the New Breed Champion, but can he bet his life on that happening? If we know Gwyn well we know that he’s done some really remarkable feats though, I wouldn’t be surprised if that happened.
Jake Mercer: I-
Gwyn Gilfried (Off-Mic): Jake Mercer you SHUT YOUR MOUTH! STOP SPREADING THIS FALSE PROPAGANDA ABOUT ME LIKE YOU’RE GOING TO SAY I STARTED A UNDERGROUND SEX TRAFFICKING BUSINESS LIKE FUCKING OPRAH! GO BACK TO BUILDING YOUR STUPID LEGOS!
(Gwyn walks to the ringside area as he walks around as he takes a glance at another LEGO Table. He kicks it to the ground in a fit of rage as he shakes his head, clearly, he’s not a fan of Voltage. He goes onto the apron and enters the ring before spreading his arms out to the boos of the crowd before he pops his collar once more and gives the middle finger to Angel de Plata Jr. as he crosses him and heads to his corner to warm up as ‘Hysteria’ by Muse fades out. ‘Go Off’ by Lil Uzi Vert, Quavo, and Travis Scott then plays up to absolutely booming cheers as Justin Windgate comes out to the stage. He looks very enthusiastic as he has the New Breed Championship wrapped around his waist as he jumps around circling around the stage. He looks pumped and ready for a fight as he begins to make his way to the ring, interacting with the crowd along the way)
Stephie Love: Next… from Detroit, Michigan… weighing in at 225 pounds… HE IS THE NEW BREED CHAMPION… THE NEW BREED CLASSIC… JUSTIN WINDGATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: If we talk about momentum reigns currently in EAW we can talk about Justin Windgate for sure as he holds the New Breed Championship. He’s defeated some of EAW’s rising prospects in terms of defending the New Breed Championship and has shown that even though he’s “old” that he can still hang with the new generation that house this great business. And he’s kept that momentum all into heading into this match, he came into this week with a bang absolutely ripping into these competitors, now let’s see if he can push those words into new limelight.
Flannery McCoy: Of course he can, he’s Justin Windgate, the dude can do anything. We’ve seen him pull off some astounding stuff these past few months since he’s returned to EAW. He’s held his own against the best of the best and in return as held a few golds in the process as seen by his waist. He’s been keeping it up since the start and if someone is going to take away the New Breed Championship from him in this match, you’re going to have to kill him at the end of the day if you want to do so. I’m sure Justin is going to put up one hell of a fight, this is one of the people I’m rooting for in this matchup no doubt about it.
Jake Mercer (Sobbing): Yeah… yeah, he’s good… very good…
(Justin quickly hopped onto the apron as he jumped up to the top rope raising his New Breed Championship in the air before jumping down and circling around the ring raising the New Breed Championship in the air making sure Gwyn Gilfried and Angel de Plata Jr. get a good look of it as he goes to his corner and gives the Ref the title which he raises in the air as ‘Go Off’ fades out and the Ref finally signals for the bell)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: Here we go as this New Breed Title match is officially underway! Justin quickly sliding out of the ring though is he chickening out? Gwyn and Angel looking in confusion as Justin is quickly pulling up the apron. He’s pulling out two bags?! Justin rolling into the ring as what is he doing?! HE’S POURING LEGO PIECES INTO THE RING! IF THIS MATCH WASN’T DANGEROUS ENOUGH LOOK AT THE CIRCUMSTANCES!
Flannery McCoy: Justin isn’t done though as he opens the other bag what is he pulling out? Is that…
Jake Mercer: I-
Stew-O: A LEGO BONG! JUSTIN IS LIGHTING THAT SHIT ALREADY AS SHIT HAS GONE WILD! WHAT A FUCKING LAD! GWYN SAYING FUCK IT AS HE RUNS AT JUSTIN! BUT JUSTIN THROWING THE BONG RIGHT AT HIM! IT DOESN’T BREAK AS IT SEEMS TO BE GLUED SOLID! Angel continuing to run at Justin as Justin is currently distracted with Gwyn! BUT JUSTIN OUT OF NOWHERE WITH A SPEAR TAKING ANGEL RIGHT DOWN AS HIS BACK IS IMPALED WITH LEGOS!
Flannery McCoy: Justin quickly rolling up as Gwyn closes in on him as he pushes himself up into a headstand wrapping his legs around the neck of Gwyn! BUT GWYN WITH RAW STRENGTH SWINGING JUSTIN RIGHT INTO THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE HEADFIRST! Gwyn already kicking the LEGO bits and pieces away from the ring as he’s cleaning the ring clearly, he does not want anything to do with these LEGOs!
Gwyn Gilfried (Off-Mic): Playtimes over kiddies, get this stupid shit out of here. I’ll show you how a real technical wrestler does his dues.
Jake Mercer: Gwyn speaking some bold words as he grabs Angel and throws him out of the ring quickly. Justin stumbling up to his feet as he throws a punch at Gwyn but Gwyn quickly blocks it as he throws a punch right back wasting no time pushing Justin backward with a barrage of punches! Justin trying to fight back as he manages to retreat away and run towards the ropes and back as Gwyn is distracted! BUT GWYN WITH A BIG BOOT OUT OF NOWHERE RIGHT TO THE FACE OF JUSTIN TAKING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND AS HE QUICKLY RETREATS OUT OF THE RING!
Stew-O: Gwyn looking to grab him and pull him back into the ring. BUT LOOK! ANGEL ON THE TOP ROPE AS GWYN TURNS AROUND! CROSSBODY OUT OF NOWHERE TAKING GWYN RIGHT DOWN TO THE GROUND! Angel quickly pulling Gwyn up as Gwyn tries to swing at him! BUT ANGEL QUICKLY KICKS GWYN IN THE GUT AND CONNECTS WITH A DDT TAKING GWYN RIGHT BACK DOWN TO THE GROUND!
Flannery McCoy: Angel quickly kipping back up to his feet as he brings Gwyn up as well as he sends him into an Irish whip. Gwyn pushed into the corner as Angel quickly runs towards him! But Gwyn lifting him up and over as Angel manages to land right onto the apron near the corner! JUSTIN THOUGH! JUSTIN IS BACK IN THIS MATCH! HE’S BRINGING ANGEL INTO A ELECTRIC CHAIR POSITION AS HE POSITIONS HIMSELF! YES!
Jake Mercer: LANDERS- ANGEL GOES RIGHT THROUGH THE LEGO TABLE! Gwyn quickly jumping onto the apron as he runs attempting a penalty kick onto Justin! BUT JUSTIN! HE LEAPS UP AND GRABS GWYN! SPANISH FLY OFF THE APRON AND TO THE FLOOR! GWYN IS DOWN AS JUSTIN GRABS ANGEL AND ROLLS HIM INTO THE RING! JUSTIN LEAPING FORWARD AS HE GOES FOR THE PIN ATTEMPT COULD THIS BE IT ALREADY?!
Stew-O: ANGEL MANAGES TO POWER OUT AT THE NICK OF TIME! Justin shaking his head as he gets up to his feet now. He quickly jumps onto the top rope waiting for Angel to get to his feet. BUT WAIT! GWYN IS ON THE APRON! HE’S TRYING TO PULL JUSTIN DOWN FROM THERE! ANGEL STUMBLES UP TO HIS FEET AS WELL! WAIT WHAT IS ANGEL DOING!
Flannery McCoy: ANGEL THROWING LEGOS RIGHT INTO THE FACE OF JUSTIN! ANGEL GRABBING A HANDFUL OF LEGOS AND USING IT TO HIS ADVANTAGE AS JUSTIN SCREAMING IN PAIN AS HE’S DISTRACTED AS GWYN IS TAKING OPPORTUNITY AS HE QUICKLY GRABS HIM AS HE CLIMBS UP THE TURNBUCKLE! SUPERPLEX OFF THE TOP ROPE AS JUSTIN LANDS BACKFIRST ONTO THE EDGE OF THE APRON! Justin tumbling off the apron in pain as Gwyn quickly pulls himself up using the ropes. ANGEL RUNNING AT GWYN THOUGH AS HE TAKES HIM RIGHT OFF THE APRON AND DOWN TO THE FLOOR!
Jake Mercer: It seems Nacho Libre isn’t done as he quickly rolls out of the ring grabbing one of those beautifully made LEGO Tables that sits at the ringside area. Angel quickly turning around the corner as Justin pulls himself up to his feet along with Gwyn. Angel running at both of them as I think he looks to ram the LEGO Tables right at them! JUSTIN MOVING OUT OF THE WAY AS HE PUSHES GWYN RIGHT INTO ANGEL’S WAY AS GWYN GETS ABSOLUTELY RAN OVER BY ANGEL! Angel getting up realizing Justin barely managed to escaped! JUSTIN WITH A SUPERKICK AS HE TAKES ANGEL RIGHT BACK DOWN TO THE GROUND OUT OF NOWHERE AS ANGEL COLLAPSES DOWN IN PAIN!
Stew-O: Justin quickly retreating away as he manages to grab and pry the LEGO Table away from Angel’s grasp as he’s down on the floor as it’s clear he’s looking to inflict more damage upon the rest of the competitors in this matchup. Justin propping the table back up as he turns around seeing Gwyn pulling himself up. Justin quickly walking over and grabbing Gwyn as he quickly drags him over to the LEGO Table. JUSTIN LIFTING GWYN UP! WAIT! WAIT!
Flannery McCoy: ANGEL DE PLATA JR TACKLING EVERYONE INTO THE LEGO TABLE THATS RIGHT IN FRONT OF THEM! EVERYONE IS DOWN! EVERYONE IS DOWN! Angel has just taken everyone down and sent them crashing and burning as it’s clear that they’re all hurt! Angel is finally the first one to gain some movement as he slowly pulls himself up to his feet. Angel slowly prying Justin out of the carnage as he rolls him into the ring. ANGEL GOING FOR THE PIN ON JUSTIN! THIS MIGHT BE IT!
Jake Mercer: BRITISH DUDE! GWYN BREAKS UP THE PIN JUST BARELY WITH A BURST OF ENERGY AS HE CONNECTS WITH A KNEE DROP! GWYN GOING HAM ON ANGEL AS HE SWINGS STIFF PUNCHES RIGHT TO THE HEAD OF ANGEL! WAIT! HOLY! JUSTIN! HE’S ALIVE! HE QUICKLY RUNS FORWARD AND GRABS GWYN! RUN IT UP! SLICED BREAD #2 CONNECTS RIGHT ONTO GWYN!
Stew-O: Gwyn quickly rolling out of the ring now leaving only Justin and Angel to their own digression. Gwyn slowly retreating up to the ramp as its clear Justin is not going to wait for him to come back after taking a breather as he’s quickly beginning to chase after him! Both Justin and Gwyn are getting close to the stage as Justin quickly picks up the pace! JUSTIN WITH A SUPERKICK RIGHT TO THE JAW OF GWYN TAKING HIM DOWN! GWYN FALLS RIGHT TO THE GROUND BUT HE STILL RETREATS AWAY AS BOTH OF THEM MANAGE TO MAKE IT UP TO THE STAGE!
Flannery McCoy: Both of them are quickly trading punches on one another as it’s clear the impending doom is standing right in front of them as no matter where they go there will be LEGO Tables where they go. Gwyn managing to get the advantage with a stiff combination of forearms attempting to push Justin back even more! Justin feeling overwhelmed but he quickly goes under preventing any other punches from Gwyn to take him down as he grabs him quickly before he can do anything! JUSTIN LIFTING GWYN OVER HIS HEAD AS HE SLAMS HIM DOWN TO THE METAL PLATING! Notice down there at the bottom of the stage the LEGO Tables stationed there as well as I think a lightbulb just went off in Justin’s head-
Jake Mercer: ANGEL! ANGEL BACK IN THIS MATCH AS HE SLAMS A CHAIR RIGHT INTO THE BACK OF JUSTIN! JUSTIN STILL UP BUT GWYN WITH A DROP TOE HOLD AS HE SWITCHES PLACES AND BRINGS HIMSELF UP TO HIS FEET! ANGEL SWINGING THE CHAIR! BUT GWYN MANAGES TO GRAB THE CHAIR BEFORE DANGER CAN HAPPEN AS HE KICKS ANGEL AWAY! Gwyn has ahold of the chair as Angel quickly runs at him before Gwyn can do anything! GWYN DOESNT KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH THE CHAIR! SO HE THROWS IT RIGHT INTO THE FACE OF ANGEL!
Stew-O: Angel stumbles backwards as it’s clear that he’s phased from the attack. Gwyn looking around at the situation he’s in as Angel barely prevents himself from falling off the edge of the stage. Look down at the two LEGO Tables over there stacked up on eachother! WAIT! WAIT! NO DON’T DO IT GWYN! GWYN! NO!
Flannery McCoy: GWYN WITH A SPEAR AS HE TACKLES ANGEL OFF THE STAGE AND GOES CRASHING THROUGH THE TWO STACKED LEGO TABLES!!! HOLY SHIT! THEY’RE DEAD! THEY’RE DEAD! EVERYONES DOWN AS ITS CLEAR NONE OF THEN CAN TAKE ADVANTAGE AND GO FOR THE PIN!
Jake Mercer: WAIT! JUSTIN WINDGATE! JUSTIN PULLING HIMSELF UP SLOWLY AFTER THAT ASSAULT FROM ANGEL AS HE SEES WHAT’S HAPPENED! JUSTIN TAKING THIS TO HIS ADVANTAGE QUICKLY AS HE BEGINS BALANCING HIMSELF ON THE EDGE OF THE STAGE WHAT IN THE WORLD IS HE PLANNING TO DO! OH MY! OH DEAR! X-FACTOR! JUSTIN LEAPING OFF THE STAGE AND CONNECTING WITH A SHOOTING STAR PRESS OFF THE STAGE AND CONNECTING ONTO THE TWO COMPETITORS BELOW!!! JUSTIN IN CLEAR PAIN BUT HE STILL MANAGES TO DRAPE HIMSELF OVER HIS COMPETITORS! PIN ATTEMPT! I DONT EVEN KNOW HOW HE’S STILL ALIVE!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Go Off’ plays up to booming cheers as every man off the stage are still down and out. EAW Medical Personnel are quickly running down to help them and aid them tend to their injuries. Meanwhile the Ref has come down with the New Breed Championship as he helps Justin Windgate up to his feet. Justin is clearly in pain but his eyes light up as he sees the New Breed Championship. He raises the Championship in victory before grabbing his gut in pain and being accessed by the medical team)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner… AND STILL NEW BREED CHAMPION… JUSTIN WINDGATE!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Wow what an absolutely clinic all of these competitors put on in this match. It was clear none of them wanted to give up for a moment because despite every hurdle they had to jump over they kept pushing and at the end of the day managed to give us a damn good match in return! But it’s safe to say despite all of that we’ll still need to check on if their okay or not :lupe:.
Flannery McCoy: And to think this is one of the first few batches of matches that we have in store for you tonight. If you absolutely loved this then it’s clear you havent seen nothing yet. Sit back, relax, grab some popcorn! Reckless Wiring continues after this!
(The last shot is of Justin Windgate sitting on the stage with the New Breed Championship over his shoulder as he pats it for a moment before looking out and raising his hands in the air to the cheers of the crowd as the camera cuts to elsewhere)
(We cut backstage as we see Max A. Million standing firmly as he is clearly next to someone else.)
Max A. Million: Ladies and gentlemen, I am here with a man who has made his long awaited return…a fellow who fought a hard fight earlier and looks to take Friday Night Dynasty to an A-List level…SOSA HENDERSON!
(The camera pans to showcase SOSA, still wearing his ring gear, as he gives a cocky expression to Max.)
SOSA Henderson: Big facts. Talk to me, Max.
Max A. Million: What a return! Last week, you interrupted the Hot Takes with Ronan Malosi talk show to run down on Lisa Wren, Melissa O’Malley, Kasey Kaos, and Ronan himself. Tonight, you showed everyone just why you were a former New Breed champion and many expect big things from you now that you are back. What do you say to people now that Hollywood has returned to EAW?
SOSA Henderson: I heard the fans begging me to return. How could I not? I was the New Breed Majesty and I brought the fight to every show I was on. Stealing the spotlight from guys who can’t lace my boots TO THIS DAY and stunting on all the hoes in every area code. I took a break, dell back, and found a new lane to conquer. I took Hollywood by storm and became something like a huge deal and big star outside of the ring. Something a lot of these scrubs could never do. Who else could take months off, come back, and beat four of the supposedly upincoming crop of Dynasty elitists?
(SOSA smirks at Max.)
SOSA Henderson: Me. Only me. Y’all can cheer for them and boo me, I don’t give a damn how anybody feels about it. One way or another, y’all all have to pay money to come see me and that’s the bottom line. Here is a Hot Take for you, Max. I’m better than everybody else on Friday Night Dynasty and soon enough all of them will have to kiss Hollywood SOSA’s ring and proclaim the same thing. No doubt about it!
Max A. Million: Is there any goals you have out for yourself now that you are officially back in active competition?
SOSA Henderson: Goals? My goals are as they always were; GOLD! I see a bunch of losers hoarding championship belts and seeing how my last title run was ended by a whorr, I might need to break a few whores to get some gold for myself again. Maybe even take that New Breed championship back and bring it with me to the set for this upcoming Netflix flick I signed for. Shit, if Drake King still has that big gold World Heavyweight Championship, I can take it from him and parade down a few red carpets with it as my date or something. I’m back here in EAW to shake shit up and bring that feeling none of these new blood Dynasty guys and girls can not create. The sky’s the limit for me and everybody can eat shit for speaking Ill about me when I was gone. I’m back to run shit again and nothing’s going to stop me from-
???: Hey, hey, hey!
(Suddenly, over walks a familiar face to the screen.)
Korey Gaines: I couldn’t help but overhear a lot of shouting coming from this direction. Something being about someone running things on Dynasty or something to that affect. Is that right?
SOSA Henderson: What the fuck do you want, you mark?
Korey Gaines: That’s exactly what I want!
SOSA Henderson: Excuse me?!
Korey Gaines: A mark! I want to make my mark and seeing as you are back on Friday Night Dynasty, congrats on your win also, and now that I am the NEWEST SIGNEE TO DYNASTY!
(The crowd roars as Korey smirks at an annoyed SOSA Henderson.)
Korey Gaines: I guess this is as good of a time as any to make that announcement and let you and everyone know that I TOO will be shaking things up here on Friday Night Dynasty from this day forth! I guess we both get a chance to see who really will be the new star for this brand, huh?
(Korey puts his hand in Henderson’s shoulder as SOSA immediately slips away from Gaines.)
SOSA Henderson: My nigga, first off. Don’t ever put your dirty little hands on me. Nobody knows when the last time you washed them but everyone knows with how much time you spend online stalking girls on social media that you clearly have been using them for some not so sanitary things.
Korey Gaines: Look, don’t try to Chris Elite me! My fingers are perfectly clean and I used hand sanitizer before I even came over here. You and me are both starting fresh on Dynasty and I just think it’s funny how you return when I join this show given how rocky and imperfect our careers have been.
SOSA Henderson: Bro, don’t compare my career to mine. I’m a star and you a sucker. I have headlined movies and I have actually won a title here unlike you!
Korey Gaines: Thats true. You did win the New Breed title and had a good run…until Felix Hartley beat your ass and took it from you!
SOSA Henderson: At least I know what success feels like. You only here because you got kicked off the last show stupid enough to sign you and now you back to the bottom where you belong. I shouldn’t even waste my breath talking to you, boy. You should be fetching Hollywood SOSA some water or some food from catering. Matter of fact, why don’t you get my bags for me and take them to my car. Hop on your skateboard and hurry your ass up, Korey!
Korey Gaines: Only skating I’m going to be doing is me skating all over your face and kicking your ass soon enough! I came to say some words and share respect given how we both are looking for fresh starts here. Instead, you decide to show your ass and act like you are so much better than me and everybody else. I would say being in Hollywood has gone to your head but you were an asshole before the Hollywood shit.
SOSA Henderson: Get used to it, bitch.
Korey Gaines: Nah, I’m already used to the mighty and overhyped SOSA Henderson coming and going at the drop of a hat. SOSA Henderson, the guy that got his head caved in by Darkane and fled for California. SOSA Henderson, the punk who can’t take a loss and flees when adversity strikes. SOSA Henderson, a thief slash rapper slash actor slash overrated professional wrestler!
(Korey shoulder bumps SOSA as Henderson turns with disgust in his eyes as Max stands awkwardly by the side looking.)
SOSA Henderson: WHAT THE FUCK YOU LOOKING AT, MAX? I’ll see that bitch ass nigga Gaines real soon! Disrespecting me…disrespecting ME?! Really!?
(SOSA shakes his dreads as he storms off leaving Max alone with his microphone.)
Stew-O: SOSA successful in his return and Korey Gaines setting the tone for his arrival, Friday Night Dynasty definitely just got injected with even more talent tonight!
Flannery McCoy: SOSA is a naturally gifted talent with the tools to be a champion again, but will he put them together this to round?
Jake Mercer: Korey Gaines is no slouch either! Both men have been successful outside of the ring but here on Dynasty all that matters is what you do inside of it. Skateboarding and movies be damned, I NEED TO SEE THESE TWO AT THEIR FULL POTENTIAL!!
(Camera transitions to Stephie Love in the ring)
Stephie Love: The following contest is a LAST WOMAN STANDING MATCH!
(The crowd cheers!)
Stephie Love: …And it is FOR THE EAW SPECIALIST CHAMPIONSHIP! This match is no holds barred! Has no count outs! No disqualifications! And will last until one of the two opponents is unable to get up before the referee’s ten count!
Jake Mercer: This match has been voted by the fans in a vast majority! 60 of the voters wanted this to happen!
Flannery McCoy: Admit it, you wanted bra and panties.
Jake Mercer – I will refrain from any comments regarding this particular match stipulation miss McCoy!
(“Spotlight Saviour” By Iggy Azalea hits, as the crowd boos loudly! Darcy May Morgan steps out onto the stage wearing a pair of shades while holding a pink glitter fan that she waves around in front of her face and holds her championship high above her head with the other hand. She struts down to the ring, foul mouthing her opponent we clearly hear her say she is ready to take a bitch down. )
Stephie Love: Introducing the Champion!! From LONDON, ENGLAND!!! Weighing in at 130lbs!! SHE IS THE EAW SPECIALIST CHAMPION!!!!! THE LEADING LADY!!!! DARCY!!!! MAY!!!!! MORGANNNN!!!!!
Jake Mercer: Ready as always! The Leading Lady is here and good for a fight!
Stephie Love: AAAAND HER OPPONENT! The Challenger! Weighing in at 143 pounds! She is from Savannah, Georgia!!! THE STEEL MAGNOLIA OF ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING!!!! KENSINGTEN CALHOUN-ASTOR!!!
( “Hell on Heels” by Pistol Annies plays over the PA system as Kensingten is making her way towards the ring. She has her eyes locked on the Champion looking at her and nowhere else before she slides through the ropes and move to do a bit of face to face with Darcy May Morgan. )
Jake Mercer: The Challenger is ready to throw down folks!!
Flannery McCoy: She sure is! Will tonight be her night??
( Ding Ding Ding! )
Stew-O: AND HERE WE GO!! SPECIALIST CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH UNDERWAY!!
Jake Mercer: Don’t forget it’s Last Woman Standing!
Stew-O: We all know Jake, both Champion and Challenger are standing tall in their respective corners while the referee asks them to engage but they don’t seem to be in a rush! The Leading Lady goes to the center of the ring first, soon followed by Kensingten as they engage in a clinch! Both struggle fiercely but end up letting each other go and create separation between the two! Both stare at each other for a short while but goes into a clinch once again! Still, no one is taking the upper hand as they break the hold! Kensingten charges forth trying for a tackle but Darcy ducks it, both turn to face each other and Morgan swings a foot for a spinning heel kick also dodged by Calhoun-Aston! The crowd reacts favorably to this action as they engage into the third attempt at a clinch and this time the Champion powers the Challenger into a corner! Kensingten gets rammed by Darcy’s shoulders as she attempts to defend herself by driving some hard elbows into the back of the Dropkick Darling! This allows Calhoun to turn the tables around spinning Morgan into the corner so that she can throw in some punches of her own! The two are brawling each other to the center of a side of the ring before Kensingten moves to a different type of offense and throws some kicks to the shins of Darcy! She follows with an elbow to the jaw then a kick to the midsection! Kensingten is having some momentum here! Grabbing hold of an arm she Irish Whips Darcy towards the ropes but the Champion counters with a reversal throwing Kensingten into the ropes and takes her down with a crossbody! Both women are down and Darcy grabs a handful of Aston’s hair and drives the back of her head many times to the mat! She is rag dolling the Challenger!
Jake Mercer: Aggressive start by both competitors tonight!
Stew-O: Morgan charges at Kensingten who rolls out of the way before going against the ropes and dropkicks the Champion!!
KCA: GET UP!!!!
Stew-O: Listen to that action folks, she is driven right now! Darcy is rolling to the outside of the ring and Calhoun is going for a baseball slide but the Champion saw it and moves the apron cover up to trap the Challenger between it and the ring before wailing in with a flurry of punches striking at the face the throat the neck of her opponent like she is unhinged!! Kensingten is stunned at the moment and Darcy moves around the ring going under it to take one steel chair after the other piling them up she took out at least 5 to 7 of them, each of those legal under Last Woman Standing Rules folks let’s not forget! What does she have in store for her Challenger tonight? She goes back to Kensingten, throwing in a few more punches before maneuvering her towards the pile of chairs but then she grabs her hair and throws her against the steel steps with force!! Astor’s head bounced off the steel and she is on the floor folks! The referee is beginning to count!
Referee: ONE!! TWO!! THREE!!
Stew-O: Darcy is near Kensingten admiring her work so far with a vicious smile on her face!
Referee: FOUR!!! FIVE!!!
Stew-O: Darcy is resting on the guard rail nearby looking down on Kensingten who begins to move to a vertical base. She gets grabbed by the hair again by Darcy who moves to Irish Whip her into the second set of steel steps BUT Calhoun reverses it and this time the Champion eats steel!!! Down goes The Leading Lady! The referee is starting the count again as the Champion is still down but the Challenger is up and moves to grab a hold of her opponent and rams her head again and again into the steps!! She gets a few fists in the back of Darcy’s neck as she then shoves her inside the ring before peeking under the ring to take out A Garbage Can!! She gets the can on her shoulders showing that she is about to take out the trash as she gets on the steps leading into the ring and goes inside, trashcan in tow! Darcy is attempting to dash at Kensingten but she gets blocked as she receives the bottom of the can into her midsection and then stumbles backwards! Kensingten takes advantage by putting the trash can over Darcy’s head blinding her as she falls to her knees!! The Belle then goes on the assault with some shoot style kicks into the can that bends under the force of the kicks!! The fans are counting while the referee is having a keen eye on the action! Kensingten kicks to the front and the back of the can giving Morgan no break before quickly moving to the nearby top turnbuckle AND DRILLS THE CHAMPION DOWN WITH A MISSILE DROPKICK!!! Down goes the Champion as the referee begins his count!!
Referee: ONE!! TWO!! THREE!! FOUR!!
Jake Mercer: Darcy is struggling to get up while Kensingten is watching comfortably in a corner!!
Referee: FIVE!!! SIX!!! SEVEN!!!
Flannery McCoy: DCM is almost up!!
Stew-O: And the referee stops the count at Eight that was getting close! KCM goes at Darcy moving in with some vicious knee strikes to the face sending the Champion to her knees and then on the floor with a kick to the back of the head! What offense by the Southern Belle tonight folks! Darcy is arching in pain while her opponent goes to the outside and under the ring to produce three chairs that she throws into the ring! She goes for a fourth but Darcy grabs hold of it and a struggle ensues! Darcy lets go of the chair first and Kensingten’s momentum projects her against the barricade! Darcy smells an opportunity and goes for a double ax handle BUT SHE GETS CLIPPED BY A HIGH KNEE TO THE FACE BY CALHOUN!!! DOWN GOES THE CHAMPION!! The official begins his count!!
Referee: ONE!! TWO!! THREE!!
Stew-O: Kensingten throws a few more chairs into the ring before giving a few well-placed kicks on Darcy’s back to keep her down before throwing a few more chairs again in the ring there must be close to a dozen of them now in there not forgetting the pile outside the ring! Astor slams Morgan’s face on the apron as she gets up before pushing her in the outside apron both ladies are on it now and Darcy tries to mount an offense by punching at Kensingten’s gut backing her step back but charges right away with some forearms smashes! She backs up and goes for an elbow but Darcy ducks followed by an INVERTED DDT ON THE APRON!! A DDT ON THE MOST UNFORGIVING PART OF THE RING!!
Referee: ONE!! TWO!!
Stew-O: Darcy is now on her feet inside the ring looking at the chairs while her opponent slowly rolls under the ropes and inside the ring as well.
Referee: THREE!! FOUR!!
Stew-O: Darcy begins to pile up the chairs as Kensingten is pulling herself up aided by the ropes before going into a corner but Morgan greets her there with a few punches and then drills her head to the floor with her hands! Darcy moves to climb atop of the turnbuckle but Kensingten goes at her with some elbows but she gets pushed by Darcy! She goes at it again WITH A SPINNING HEEL KICK!! Darcy is in trouble as she gets her hair pulled AND SHE GETS THROWN INTO THE CHAIR PILE BY CALHOUN WITH A SNAPMARE!!! The Champion is holding her back pain in her face as the Contender grabs at her waist from behind BUT DARCY COUNTERS IT INTO A BACK SUPLEX TAKING BOTH OF THEM DOWN!!
Crowd: This Is Awesome!! *Clap Clap ClapClapClap!* This Is Awesome!! *Clap Clap ClapClapClap!* This Is Awesome!! *Clap Clap ClapClapClap!*
Referee: ONE!! TWO!! THREE!! FOUR!! FIVE!!
Stew-O: Darcy gets to her feet first not without efforts while Kensingten is still down but slowly moving upward then both push themselves up with the ropes facing each other as the fans are applauding the effort in this Last Woman Standing match for the Specialist Championship! Will The Leading Lady retain tonight or will her reign be ended by The Steel Magnolia? It’s all on the line tonight folks! Darcy stumbles to her knees while Kensingten moves to face her and throws in some shoot style kicks to the chest of the Champion who dares her opponent into throwing in some more! Calhoun gladly obliges and throws in a series which sends Morgan to her back but she keeps on daring the Challenger to throw in some more and come at her! She gets raised to her feet and Kensingten is going for a spinning forearm smash but Darcy counters by grabbing the arm and taking Kensingten down with a swing blade like manoeuver!!! Both move back up to their feet but Kensingten has her back turned to Darcy who runs in and drills the Challenger down with a bulldog! The Champion seems to have the upper hand now as she raises Astor up to her feet. She hooks her up and SLAMS her down with a Fisherman Neckbreaker bringing Kensingten to her back hard!! The referee begins the count as the Champion is lying by her Challenger’s side watching her viciously like a predator observing a struggling prey!
Stew-O: Referee: ONE!! TWO!! THREE!!
Darcy: GET UP!!
Referee: ONE!! TWO!! THREE!! FOUR!! FIVE!!
Stew-O: Kensingten slowly gets up and her leg gets hooked into another Fisherman Neckbreaker! And then a second in a row! By God she goes for a third for a fourth in total! Each time the move slams hard on Kensingten’s back and Darcy doesn’t seem to be done as she lifts up her opponent again and moves to the ropes and jumps for a Tornado DDT!! Down goes KCA again and the referee gets to counting!!
Referee: ONE!! TWO!! THREE!!!
Stew-O: Darcy watches on looking over Kensingten who is laying flat on the mat!
Referee: FOUR!!!! FIVE!!!!! SIX!!!!!!
Stew-O: The Champ rolls out of the ring leaving the Challenger alone with the official Darcy is going to grab her Championship and goes back into the ring!
Stew-O: Kensingten is getting up and is about to get nailed by the title she covets but she blocks with a Spinning Heel Kick on the belt and to Darcy’s face! Morgan drops down dazed!! Kensingten is recovering in a corner while the referee counts!!
Referee: ONE! TWO!! THREE!!!
Stew-O: Darcy gets to her feet stumbling and Kensingten connects with a spinning back kick bringing Morgan to her knees! Darcy is back down once more and the referee begins the count!
Referee: ONE! TWO!! THREE!!! FOUR!!!! FIVE!!!!! SIX!!!!!!
Stew-O: Darcy is starting to get to her feet with the help of the ropes! Kensingten charges forward going for a tackle but Morgan ducks low forcing her opponent outside of the ring on the apron!! Calhoun keeps from falling down and onto the stack of chairs by holding onto the ropes! The Leading Lady tries to push her opponent off but The Steel Magnolia rams her head into Darcy’s guts! She grabs her from over the top ropes she tries to suplex the Champion into the chairs she is blocked at every attempt she makes! Quickly Darcy brings a knee to the face of KCA and slips outside of the ring and between Kensingten’s legs! She throws a few punches up to her face then grabs the Belle by the hips DRIVING HER INTO THE CHAIRS WITH A POWERBOOOOOMB!!!! The Challenger for the Specialist Championship Just Got Drilled Into The Steel Chairs!! How can she even get up after that move??
Referee: ONE! TWO!! THREE!!! FOUR!!!! FIVE!!!!! SIX!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: She is starting to get up!!
Flannery McCoy: Will she beat the count??
Referee: SEVEN!!!!!!! EIGHT!!!!!!! NINE!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: AND SHE IS BACK UP!! EVEN DARCY CAN’T BELIEVE IT!!! SHE’S HOLDING HER HAIR IN DISBELIEF AND FRUSTRATION!! WHAT WILL SHE HAVE TO DO TO KEEP HER TITLE TONIGHT??
Jake Mercer: How on earth is Kensingten even standing? She can barely keep herself up holding onto the guardrail!!
Flannery McCoy: She shows just how much heart she has! Just how badly she wants the title!!
Stew-O: Darcy grumbles irritated and moves to drag Kensingten up the ramp moving near the stage area under the jumbotron positioning her to try and suplex her opponent down on the floor on the side of the ramp! But Kensingten counters! She tries to go for a suplex but then suddenly steps back AND SUPERKICKS DARCY OFF THE RAMP!! The fall ain’t too bad only a few feet the kick did more damage than the fall and Darcy is slowly trying to move to her feet. Kensingten up on the stage now seems to wait for her opponent to be on a more vertical base. What will she do?
Jake Mercer: She leaps!!
Stew-O: THE HEART OF DIXIE SQUARE INTO THE HEART OF MORGAN!!!! THE SHOOTING STAR KNEE DROP LANDS ONTO DARCY’S CHEST BOTH GOES DOWN AND THE CROWD GOES WILD!!!
Crowd: FIGHT FOREVER!! *Clap Clap ClapClapClap!* FIGHT FOREVER!! *Clap Clap ClapClapClap!* FIGHT FOREVER!! *Clap Clap ClapClapClap!*
Stew-O: Kensingten rests a little against the edge of the ramp while Darcy seems to wonder where she is! Darcy is picked up by Astor who throws her near some transport trunks for ring equipment, setting her up she rears back and throws a Spinning Heel Kick but Darcy ducks it making the leg of Calhoun to hit against the hard crate! She is holding her leg but Darcy is not giving her a chance to recover she drags her near a set of guard rails and lifts her so Kensingten’s legs are on it and she is held by the head WOAH SPINNING NECKBREAKER ON THE FLOOR BY DARCY!!! The referee again does his work while Darcy trash talks her opponent!!
Referee: ONE! TWO!! THREE!!! FOUR!!!! FIVE!!!!! SIX!!!!!! SEVEN!!!!!!! EIGHT!!!!!!!
Stew-O: AND KENSINGTEN IS BARELY UP JUST BEATING THE COUNT!!! Darcy groans in frustration and moves to her opponent who collects her with a spinning back fist!! Darcy stumbles away near a set of ladders while Kensingten moves to try and mount some offence BUT Darcy clips her in the stomach with one of the ladders!! Down to her knees goes KCA who seems to be trying to catch her breath! Darcy is looking around noticing a table and a devilish smirk grows on her lips.
Jake Mercer: Oh no what does she have in mind?
Flannery McCoy: Nothing good for Kensingten that’s for sure!
Darcy moves the table closer to the ladder before setting that upward as well! She moves to Kensingten who rakes her eyes!!! Darcy is blinded and Calhoun is taking advantage by bouncing her head several times on that table! Darcy is reeling! Kensingten is mounting the offense throwing in some forearm smashes as well before laying Darcy on the table! She drills her elbow into the stomach and heart of the Champion making sure she doesn’t get off that table! A few more good strikes for good measure before the Steel Magnolia makes her way up the ladder and screams that she is ending this right now! She stands on top of the ladder and calls for another Heart of Dixie!! SHE GOES FOR IT!!
Jake Mercer: DARCY MOVED!!!!!!!
Stew-O: KENSINGTEN JUST LANDED THROUGH THAT TABLE!!!!!!! SHE WRECKED HERSELF THROUGH THAT TABLE AFTER THE CHAMPION MOVED BARELY OUT OF DODGE!!!!!! THERE GOES THE REFEREE AS CALHOUN IS NOT MOVING!!
Referee: ONE! TWO!! THREE!!! FOUR!!!! FIVE!!!!! SIX!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: SHE IS STILL NOT MOVING!!!
Flannery McCoy: AND DARCY IS ALMOST TO HER FEET!!! SHE IS STRUGGLING HARD!!
Referee: SEVEN!!!!!!! EIGHT!!!!!!! NINE!!!!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: DARCY IS FULLY STANDING!!!
Referee: TEN!!!!!!!!!! RING THE BELL!!!!
( Ding Ding Ding! )
(“Spotlight Saviour” By Iggy Azalea picks back up as Darcy has her hand lifted in victory, she quickly snatches it away to pick up her Specialists Championship as she poses and gloats to the crowd)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner and STILL the EAW Specialist Champion; DARCY… MAY… MOOOORRRRGAAAAAAN!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: Holy Shit What A Match!!
Flannery McCoy: What a battle between two fierce and battle hardened competitors!! In the end the Champion managed to walk away with her title but let’s be serious was it not that she ducked out right on time more than likely Kensington would have emerged as our new Specialist Champion!
(The broadcast feed transitions backstage to the medical bay where Ronan Malosi is currently being attended to by a busty female nurse, who is practically bursting out of her uniform. She brings an ice pack to the back of Ronan’s head, but he continually brushes her hand off of him. She tries to force the ice pack on him to soothe his sore muscles, but he resists.)
Busty Nurse: Ronan, how do you expect to feel any better at all if you won’t let me tend to your sore neck–
Ronan Malosi: GET! OFF! OF! ME! IT’S FAR MORE THAN MY NECK THAT’S SORE RIGHT NOW! That loss was a fluke, an absolute embarrassment! Tonight was my opportunity to prove to the EAW Universe that I am the best of the best, the most underrated Elitist of all time. Those other four tonight have absolutely nothing on me–especially that HoLLyWooD SOSA HeNdErSoN clown–arrogant, ignorant, son of a bitch–I SAID, DON’T TOUCH ME!
(The nurse is once again caught trying to bring the ice pack to Ronan’s neck, but lowers it once Ronan continues to yell at her.)
Busty Nurse: Ain’t SOSA the one who beat you?
Ronan Malosi: And like I said, the ending of that match was a FLUKE! You know, I chalk it up to all those other women, those amateurs in that ring. They did far too sloppy of a job there, I couldn’t get my work done the way I would have normally…like, if it were just me and SOSA in there, it would have been a completely different outcome! They just got in the way.
Busty Nurse: Sure. That’s exactly the reason.
Ronan Malosi: Glad you can agree. And as a matter of fact, I’ll prove it to you. To the entire EAW Universe. I think we have time, don’t we? I’m going back out there–I’m calling out SOSA Henderson and demanding that he and I go one on one to prove once and for all who the better competitor is!
(Ronan jumps up from the examination table, nearly knocking the busty nurse right over, and begins rushing towards the ring.)
Jake Mercer: Is what Ronan is saying actually true?! Can he even do that?! Are we lucky enough to be able to witness the most UNDERRATED Elitist of all TIME in action tonight not only once–but twice?!
Flannery McCoy: Well, whether or not he has the authority to call for a matchup right now, it doesn’t seem like anybody has the heart to stop him.
(The camera feed cuts back to the inside of the arena, where Ronan’s theme music has begun to play throughout the sound system, much to the dismay of fans in attendance.)
Stew-O: Like it or not, Ronan is on his way out here to address the EAW fans in attendance here tonight and potentially bring out SOSA Henderson for some one-on-one action here tonight!
(Ronan finally hops out onto the stage, a look of sheer determination written on his face as he begins to walk down the ramp, ignoring the heckling from the fans at ringside while “Come On” by Waterproof Blondes plays throughout the arena speakers.)
(Ronan marches straight towards the timekeeper’s area and rips a microphone directly out of Stephie Love’s hands. His huffing and puffing into the microphone is heard all throughout the arena as the fans continue to boo him.)
Ronan Malosi: Tonight was supposed to be huge for me. That Fatal-5-Way was my opportunity to finally rewrite the wrongs I’ve made in the past. I’m gonna send you packing like I should have done a long time ago. Just like your ex Serena Bennett did to you when she dropped you flat on her ass. How’s it feel to know that you weren’t even good enough for one of the most mediocre, overrated EAW Elitists of the common era? You’re both one in the same, aren’t you? And saying all those negative things about her or women like Felix Hartley don’t make you look any better. You know how to dip off and hide better than the rest of them. Hell, I’m pretty sure you wrote the book on inconsistency. You never learned to face the music, did you, SOSA? After all this time? After all that talk about how Philly made a man out of you, still always tucking your tail between your legs when the going gets tough.
(Ronan lowers the microphone momentarily, taking a minute to breath and wipe the sweat from his brow.)
Ronan Malosi: What do you say, SOSA? If you think you’re man enough to get the job done without any distractions, without anyone else for you to end up blaming when you fall victim to Ronan Malosi, then get out here right now. Hot take: step into this ring with me, mano y mano, and I promise you’ll get your ass beat. And this time, I’ll beat you down so bad, you’ll be at conventions signing autographs begging for people to remember who you once were!
(Ronan focuses his attention to the stage, pacing back and forth as he awaits the arrival of SOSA Henderson. Several long, drawn out seconds pass, and SOSA is nowhere to be found.)
Ronan Malosi: SOSA Henderson…GET YOUR UGLY ASS OUT HERE!
(The fans begin to stir in anticipation for SOSA’s arrival, hopeful that he’ll be able to silence Ronan once and for all.)
Ronan Malosi: Well, what do you know? GO FIGURE! SOSA Henderson, yet again, running away from adversity! Never taking a chance! Too afraid to take on a challenge! Don’t you care that you’re breaking your mentor’s heart?! To know that Heart Break Boy’s efforts to turn you into a model citizen as opposed to some low-class con artist have gone completely to WASTE! That’s fine, I’m okay with that! I’ve accepted that you’re beneath me, and I’m glad you can see it, too. The only problem here is I have all this pent up aggression–and I still would like to prove myself to the EAW Universe!
Stew-O: Here we go…
Ronan Malosi: If there’s anyone backstage tonight that wants a piece of Ronan Malosi, come and get some! I dare ANY of you! Don’t be shy. And no need to be embarrassed either, it’s perfectly fine that you can’t be as good as me! Come out here and have an example made out of you, let’s give these fans here a great show. They’re dying to see me in action. HOT TAKE! The next person to walk out from behind that curtain is in for a BEATING at the hands of RONAN MALOSI!
(Ronan drops his microphone with a loud pop, motioning to the stage for someone to join him in the ring.)
Stew-O: Well, no appearance from SOSA Henderson tonight, but it sounds like Ronan is opening his invitation to the entire Dynasty locker room…
Jake Mercer: I can’t think of a single person who would be foolish enough to put their career on the line like this. Going up against The Cape Town Crippler, the most UNDERRATED and UNDERAPPRECIATED Elitist in EAW history is a sure fire way to bring your momentum to an immediate halt–SOSA knows better!
Flannery McCoy: :rolling_eyes: Ronan might wanna be careful for what he’s asking for, as we all know there are a lot of talent in that locker room tonight that could easily give Ronan a run for his money.
Jake Mercer: Yeah?! Like who?!
(The fans in the arena continue to murmur and buzz in their seats, waiting even longer this time for someone to join Ronan at ringside.)
(“Surfin’ ft. Pharrel Williams” by Kid Cudi starts to play throughout the speakers of the Jeunesse Arena.)
Jake Mercer: WHAT?! IT ISN’T–NO!
(Immediately after the third drum beat hits the audience, upon recognizing the song, the crowd in the arena jump to their feet and begin to cheer and scream over the music.)
Flannery McCoy: CAN IT BE!?
(As the trumpets begin to blare, Serena Bennett slowly steps out from behind the guerrilla curtain, strutting onto the stage with a wide smile on her face as the fans in the arena continue to cheer. She holds her position at the top of the stage as she looks out into the crowd, visibly overcome with emotion.)
Stew-O: THE INAUGURAL EAW UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION IS HERE TONIGHT IN BRAZIL AFTER A THREE MONTH LONG ABSENCE FROM EAW!
(Serena finally begins her descent down the ramp, extending her arms out to appear as if she were “surfing” down to the ring. As Kid Cudi continues to hum and sing, the fans in the arena start to hum to the music with him, absolutely elated to see Serena Bennett in Brazil tonight.)
Flannery McCoy: The fans in attendance here tonight can’t believe it–and frankly, neither can I! Last we saw Serena, she was at the mercy of Sienna Jade during their #1 Contendership Match, where we were pretty damn sure Serena ended up BLINDED after a brutal assault by Jade!
Stew-O: I can only imagine that Serena is looking to redeem herself after that night, earn her place back in the hearts of the EAW Universe and back at the top of her division! But what does this have to do with Ronan Malosi?
(Serena enters the ring still smiling wide as her music dies down. The fans in the arena continue to sing, however, as they wait for Serena to secure the microphone on the ground that Ronan had dropped. She waits for them to finish their chorus before speaking.)
Serena Bennett: Oh, you feelin’ sturdy, aren’t you, Ronan, baby? I bet I was the last person you expected to see, hm? ‘Specially after you decided to let my name come outcha fuckin’ mouth, like you big and bold or somethin’, huh?
(Ronan is seen and heard off-mic, scolding Serena for interrupting him at a time like this.)
Serena Bennett: Yes, yes, yes, I’m sure whatever you got goin’ on with SOSA Henderson or whoever else is incredibly important–but breaking news, beloved, when Serena demands an audience, she gets one. Nah, unlike you, I don’t need permission. This microphone is mine now. This audience? (She pauses and they cheer.) I got they ears now. So chill out for a moment while I take the time to address these lovely people here, bless up, thank you.
Serena Bennett: WASHPOPPIN’, BRAZIL?!
(The crowd cheers wildly.)
Serena Bennett: What’s good with y’all these days? I wish I had the time to catch up, fill y’all in on what I been doin’ in my time away, tell y’all ‘bout all the ways I’ve revitalized and rejuvenated during my time away from the ring, ‘cause lord knows I ain’t had a vacation since–I don’t even know when, shit. And I hate to tell you ‘cause you did seem hype, Ronan, but I could care less about throwin’ down witchu right now, I got business to take care of. As happy as I would be to beat on your big ol’ hotheaded, angry ass, I’m lookin’ for somebody in particular. You might know her–fake yiddies, about yay high, blonde, reeks of champagne, usually can be found tongue wrestlin’ with her grandpa backstage. Yeah, Sienna Jade! You seen her ‘round lately?
(An annoyed Ronan rolls his eyes and shakes his head.)
Serena Bennett: Hm. Me either. Oh well. It’s real fuckin’ cute of that raggedy bitch to have decided to up and leave once she realized the only woman who she knew damn well was prolly the only bitch who could put a fuckin’ end to her bullshit was taken out of in-ring action sake of what went down at Road to Redemption.
Serena Bennett: She ain’t even here, but I can hear her already. “We told you, Serena!!! You’re just like, Aria! Just like Astraea! We told you so, over and over and over again! We were right all along! Just another statistic, amiright!!!!” Yawn. All of the other very obvious distinctions that set me apart from both of the women I’ve been constantly compared to since my explosive arrival on the EAW scene aside, the biggest difference between me and them is that I keep on comin’ back. No matter what. Despite the various ways these motherfuckers been tryna keep me down and out, as far away as possible from achievin’ the levels of success I’ve always dreamed, I keep comin’ back. Ain’t shit gon’ stop me. I can’t be finished. Not today, not ever.
Serena Bennett: If blindsighted sneak attacks–no pun intended–are really the only thing that bitch got in her arsenal against me, then I think I’ll be alright. That ain’t nothin’ compared to what’s comin’ to her the minute I lay eyes on her, it’s on sight, Sienna. But I’ma sit real pretty and wait right here for whenever her bumass gets back from contracting #TheRona while her and Imp vacation overseas. And if the virus don’t put her away, you can count on me to get the fuckin’ job done. I ain’t been a killer before, Sienna, but you done pushed m–
(Suddenly, Ronan grabs Serena by the shoulder to turn her around. The smile on her face instantly turns to a disgusted glare, absolutely appalled by the audacity of Ronan to put his hands on her.)
Ronan Malosi (off-mic): I WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF SOMETHING, SERENA!
Serena Bennett: (She chuckles.) Oh, my bad, cuz. Here.
(She hands him the microphone.)
Serena Bennett: Wait, wait, don’t let me forget, I got somethin’ else for you too–
Flannery McCoy: SERENA WITH A HEADBUTT, RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES, KNOCKING RONAN MALOSI STRAIGHT TO THE GROUND AND ON HIS BACK! THE FANS HERE HAVE LOST THEIR MINDS! Ronan now grabbing a hold of his forehead where Serena made the impact–
Stew-O: And she’s feeding off the energy of this crowd here tonight! Wasting absolutely no time, she goes straight for it–YES! THE TRAP QUEEN! TRAP QUEEN ON RONAN MALOSI! SHE’S GOT IT LOCKED IN! RONAN IS SCREAMING AT THE VERY TOP OF HIS LUNGS IN AGONY! HE–HE TAPS! HE TAPS OUT! HE TAPS ON SERENA’S ARM! AND SHE YELLS RIGHT BACK IN HIS FACE!
Jake Mercer: AND SERENA WON’T RELEASE THE HOLD! RONAN IS STUCK! WHO KNEW SERENA WAS CAPABLE OF APPLYING THAT MUCH PRESSURE ON A MAN OF RONAN’S SIZE?! HE CAN’T BREAK OUT OF IT!THERE IS NOTHING HE CAN DO HERE BUT TAP! THAT IS A 280 POUND MAN THAT SERENA HAS MADE TAP HERE IN FRONT OF THE CAPACITY CROWD IN RIO DE JANEIRO!
(Serena eventually breaks the hold and stands up to her feet as “Surfin’” begins to play throughout the arena speakers once more.)
(She looks down at Ronan, then down at her hands. She reaches into the side of her boot and pulls out an antibacterial wet wipe to clean off her hands and her shoulder where Ronan grabbed her. After she sanitizes her hands, she drops the wet wipe across Ronan’s pained face, then turns to pose on a turnbuckle as the fans cheer her on.)
Flannery McCoy: Ronan came out here looking for a fight to prove himself, but instead, he became a statement from Serena Bennett here tonight, specifically directed at no other than arch-rival Sienna Jade!
Stew-O: If this means what I think it does, then Serena Bennett is officially back on EAW television!
Jake Mercer: Great…just when things were finally starting to look up around here. We can look forward to some more of Bennett back home on Dynasty. Yippee.
(Reckless Wiring fades back in and the graphic for the next match flashes across the screen.)
(The fans inside the Jeunesse Arena erupt as Stephie steps forward to announce the competitors.)
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
Stephie Love: AND IT’S A HANDCUFF MATCH!!!!
(‘Friend vs. Friend’ by Company Flow begins to blast across the PA system.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST… FROM OAKLAND, CALIFORNIA… WEIGHING IN AT 230 POUNDS… PLEASE WELCOME LETHAL CONSEQUENCES!!!!
(The fans greet the two-time Hall of Famer and former multi-time champion, Lethal Consequences, with a mixed reaction as he steps on stage and begins to make his way to the ring.)
Stew-O: This match is going to be really interesting, guys. Lethal Consequences is about to find himself handcuffed to The Visual Prophet for this match. Viz is the type of man who loves to play games, but he’s proven that he can throw down with the best of them and really take things to the extreme.
Flannery McCoy: And we all know how much LC enjoys extreme match-ups. From what we understand about this handcuff match, there aren’t going to be any restrictions and you can only win by pinfall, submission, or knockout in the middle of the ring. LC looks to regroup tonight and get one step closer to getting himself back in the championship conversation. He’s been chasing the World Heavyweight Championship last season and if he knocks off Viz tonight, the reigning King of Elite, he could stake his claim to getting another championship shot.
Jake Mercer: It was at last year’s Grand Rampage when LC basically had the World Heavyweight Championship won. He had the champion at that time basically out of it but the victory would end up taken away from him when Impact showed up and got involved. Since then, we’ve all watched as LC’s chased the championship and finally turn his energy towards the National EXtreme Championship, which he won back at Territorial Invasion and held until just recently at King of Elite. LC definitely needs this win tonight in order to be able to say he deserves another shot at one of the championships here on Dynasty.
(LC climbs into the ring and after his music fades out, the referee produces a pair of handcuffs that have a long chain attached to them. He attaches one end of the cuffs to LC’s wrists and that’s when “Another One Bites The Dust” by Queen begins to play.)
Stephie Love: AND HIS OPPONENT!!!!
(The crowd erupts as The Visual Prophet in all his splendor steps onto the stage and begins making his way to the ring.)
Stephie Love: FROM DETROIT, MICHIGAN… WEIGHING IN AT 240 POUNDS… HE IS ONE HALF OF THE UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS AND THE 2020 KING OF ELITE… THE VISUAL PROPHET!!!!
Flannery McCoy: It has been an up and down ride for King Viz after winning the 2020 King of Elite tournament. He has suffered losses to Jake Smith and Kassidy Heart, but just last week he went to Under Siege alongside Drake King and knocked off the dominant Heavenly Hell to win the Unified Tag Team Championships!
Stew-O: No doubt The Visual Prophet wants to keep that momentum going and leave here with a victory tonight. He wasn’t too thrilled this week when LC tried to pit him against his own tag team partner, Drake, and Viz made sure to let LC know there would be repercussions for that. I’m not sure if I completely trust Viz and his motives towards Drake, but we can’t deny that they worked very well together last weekend. Whenever Drizzy and Vizzy team up together, it just works, and for now they both seem to be on the same page, with Viz reassuring Drake he’s not coming after the World Heavyweight Championship.
Jake Mercer: Regardless of what title Viz ultimately does end up going after, we can’t deny that this man is a future world champion. This match is going to be a battle from beginning to end, and I can’t wait to see which man comes out on top. In my opinion, both of them have the ability to make EAW great again :blessed:!!!!
(Viz gets into the ring and once his music fades, the referee goes about securing the cuff to Viz’s wrist. He seems perfectly at ease with the situation and even makes a lewd gesture towards Lethal Consequences.)
Lethal Consequences: :dave:
(The referee checks with both men to make sure they’re ready and then signals for the bell.)
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Jake Mercer: I appreciate the fact they put six feet of chain on these handcuffs. It’s so important to practice social distancing at a time like this.
Flannery McCoy: Viz wastes no time shortening the length of the chain and pulling Lethal Consequences close to him! LC wants nothing to do with Viz and he shoves him, but the reigning King of Elite takes the chain and wraps it around LC’s throat, choking him! Viz brings LC down to his knees and forces his shoulders to the mat!
Stew-O: LC is able to get the shoulder back up before the referee can even get into position to count! He works his way back up and begins nailing Viz with a series of elbows to the gut! Viz forced to let up on the choke and LC grabs some of the chain and whips it across Viz’s chest! Viz’s eyes fly open and he is smiling at Lethal Consequences!
The Visual Prophet (Off Mic): Oooooh thank you, Collar John! May I please have another?!
Flannery McCoy: LC drops the chain and slams his fist into Viz’s face! Viz fires back with a right of his own! And they’re exchanging punches right now! Back and forth until it’s Viz who knees LC in the stomach and tosses him into the corner! Viz quickly wraps some of the chain around his forearm and rushes the corner! Forearm smash connects with LC’s kisser! Viz quickly wrapping the chain around his fist now! IKE TURNER SPECIAL! THE SPINNING BACKFIST CONNECTS!!!
Jake Mercer: Did you know that the last time Viz was in prison he had a harem of inmates that were known as ‘The Visual Squires’?
Stew-O: :skip: Since when was Viz in prison?
Jake Mercer: I have it on good authority he was arrested down in Mexico in 2011 for indecent exposure :wow:
Flannery McCoy: :skip: No he wasn’t!
Stew-O: Anyways! Viz has taken LC to the ground with a DDT, but he’s not gone for the cover! Instead he is standing over LC’s body and gyrating his hips instead!
(Viz stops gyrating and flashes his million dollar smile at LC. He places his foot over LC’s mouth and lets out a sassy sigh.)
The Visual Prophet (Off Mic): Kiss it, peasant!
Jake Mercer: LC GRABS VIZ’S ANKLE AND TURNS THIS INTO AN ANKLE LOCK! VIZ IS CRYING OUT AS LC HAS VIZ IN HIS OWN SUBMISSION FINISHER! VIZ FLAILING ABOUT! THE KING OF ELITE IS REACHING FOR THE ROPES!
Flannery McCoy: Viz grabs the ropes and uses his impressive upper body strength to pull himself forward! LC lets go of the ankle lock and Viz immediately rolls out of the ring! He is clutching his ankle and trying to get some feeling back into, but look at LC! He is shortening the chain and that is forcing Viz back to his feet! Viz is back up and here comes LC! BASEBALL SLIDE THROUGH THE ROPES! VIZ IS KNOCKED TO THE GROUND! LC DOUBLES THE CHAIN AND HE BEGINS BEATING VIZ! THE CHAIN IS CONNECTING WITH VIZ’S CHEST!!!
Stew-O: VIZ IS TO HIS KNEES AND IS TRYING TO CRAWL AWAY BUT LETHAL CONSEQUENCES WRAPS THE CHAIN AROUND HIS THROAT AND BEGINS CHOKING HIM! VIZ IS REACHING FOR THE BARRICADES BUT LC ELBOWS VIZ IN THE HEAD OVER AND OVER AGAIN! VIZ IS DEFENSELESS RIGHT NOW AND LC TIGHTENS THE CHAIN! I THINK HE’S GOT THE KING OF ELITE CHOKED OUT AND THIS MATCH HAS BARELY GOTTEN UNDERWAY!
Jake Mercer: LC LETS GO OF THE CHOKE AND HE GRABS VIZ, THROWING HIM INTO THE RING! LC QUICKLY GETS IN AFTER HIM AND GOES FOR THE COVER!!!
Flannery McCoy: VIZ GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!
Stew-O: We all know just how difficult it is to put away a competitor of Viz’s caliber. This young man is one of the best in the business today.
Jake Mercer: You know, while Viz did time he was on the Tijuana State Penitentiary wrestling team? They would train down in the basement of the jail under absolutely horrific conditions such as no air conditioning in the summer and no heat in the winter! The Visual Prophet was once shanked during a training session and forced to cauterize his own wound while wrapping Grande Hermano in a Mexican surfboard style submission!
Flannery McCoy: You know that would basically be impossible right?
Jake Mercer: Our sweet king knows just how to defy to the odds :wow:!!!
Stew-O: Well the King is in trouble right now! LC has dragged him over to the ropes and is currently stomping a mudhole in him! LC tromps on Viz’s ribcage a few more times before placing his foot on Viz’s throat! LC is choking Viz now! This is a handcuff match, which means anything goes, and LC has completely dominated most of this match so far. We know how badly LC wants to get back into the championship picture and he knows that he has to maintain control in this match and wear Viz down if he wants to pick up this victory.
Flannery McCoy: LC kicks Viz out of the ring and drops down alongside him. He whips Viz across the back of the neck with the chain and he starts using it to choke him again! Viz claws at the chain, trying to get it from around his neck, but LC hoists Viz up AND HE SLINGS HIM INTO THE BARRICADE!!! :damn:
Jake Mercer: LC PRESSES HIS FOOT AGAINST THE SIDE OF VIZ’S FACE AND VIZ’S HEAD IS BEING CRUSHED BETWEEN LC’S FOOT AND THE STEEL! LC FINALLY LETS GO BUT HE IS KICKING THE SHIT OUT OF VIZ’S FACE AND HEAD RIGHT NOW! :damn: THE FORMER NATIONAL EXTREME CHAMPION CAME TO PLAY TONIGHT!
Stew-O: LC pulls Viz up by the hair and slams his face off the guardrail! Viz crumbles to the ground and LC snatches a chair from the front row! He folds it up and slams it down across the top of Viz’s head! Viz is down and LC takes the chair and drives it down onto Viz’s throat! The two-time EAW Hall of Famer has the chain wrapped around Viz’s neck once again and he’s dragging him back to the ring!
Flannery McCoy: LC comes to a stop in front of the ring and he pulls Viz to his knees! LC maintains control of the chain and begins driving his knee into Viz’s face! Viz’s nose is busted open and LC sends Viz to the mat with one final knee strike!
Jake Mercer: :lupe: I’m not sure if it’s safe to have bloody matches right now!
Flannery McCoy: :lupe:
Stew-O: LC has Viz by the hair again and he is dragging him to the ring steps! He looks to slam Viz’s face down on the steps but Viz is somehow able to get his arms down! LC jerks Viz up, but Viz catches him with a thumb to the eye out of sheer desperation! That’s blinded LC for the moment and Viz finds some strength to take LC down with a massive lariat!
(Viz drops to his knees and begins unwrapping the chain from around his own neck. He takes a few seconds to gulp in several lungfuls of air and gather his bearings.)
Jake Mercer: Both men return to their feet and it’s LC who charges at Viz! LC LOOKING FOR LARIAT BUT VIZ DUCKS! VIZ WHIRLS AROUND, SNATCHES LC BY THE WAIST, AND THROWS HIM OVER HEAD WITH A RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX!!!!!
Flannery: :lupe:!!!! THE BACK OF LETHAL’S HEAD JUST HIT THE RINGSTEPS AND YOU CAN SEE WHERE IT BUSTED HIM OPEN!!!! LC IS CLUTCHING HIS HEAD AND VIZ SEES THE DAMAGE THAT RELEASE GERMAN DID! VIZ IS ALL OVER LC NOW HAVING GOTTEN HIS SECOND WIND! VIZ IS USING THAT CHAIN TO BEAT LC IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD! THE BLOOD IS POURING LIKE A FAUCET NOW FROM LC’S HEAD!
Stew-O: VIZ TAKES THE BLOOD COVERED CHAIN AND SHOVES IT IN LC’S MOUTH! HE TIGHTENS HIS GRIP AND HE JUST LAUNCHED LC INTO THE CROWD! LC SLAMS INTO A GROUP OF CHAIRS AND THE FANS SCATTER!!!
Jake Mercer: Bruh, we can’t be doing this shit during a worldwide pandemic! 😐
Flannery McCoy: I’m pretty sure several fans have droplets of LC’s blood on them… 😐
(Before the crowd can panic, the videotron flickers on and EAW minority owner and the Board of Directors’ Head Spokesperson, John Conning, is seen.)
John Conning: To the members of the EAW Universe, we know that right now we live in troubling times and that our Elitists sometimes take extreme measures during their matches. We just want to reassure everyone that both The Visual Prophet and Lethal Consequences were screened before coming into the arena tonight, along with the rest of our athletes. Neither man had a fever and both tested negative during a COVID-19 test. Thank you and please feel free to continue enjoying this match.
(Conning then repeats the message in both Spanish and Portugese so everyone can understand.)
(The videotron fades to black and goes back to showing Viz and LC.)
Flannery McCoy: I don’t know whether to laugh or cry about the fact we have to do mid-match disclaimers now.
Jake Mercer: I trust nothing. I’m putting my GawdzillaPro© N95 mask in Saudi Money Green on right now.
Stew-O: Nevertheless, the tides have really turned in this match. Viz is dragging LC up the arena stairs and the fans don’t know how to react right now! LC is basically lifeless right now having lost a ton of blood thanks to the German suplex to the steps! Viz has recovered nicely from getting beaten down earlier in this match.
Flannery McCoy: Viz comes to a stop right above one of the arena’s exit signs and he uses the chain to pull LC towards him! He gets him up and punches him a few times, before slamming his head against LC’s! LC attempts to fire back with a few right hands of his own but they are easily blocked by Viz! Viz slams LC’s face off the railing and he wraps him up in a headlock! Viz is able to muscle Lethal Consequences over the railing and he is just letting him dangle!
Jake Mercer (Muffled Voice): LETHAL CONSEQUENCES IS KICKING AND FLAILING AS VIZ DANGLES HIM OVER THE BALCONY A LA MICHAEL JACKSON AND BLANKET! VIZ LETS GO OF LETHAL CONSEQUENCES AND HE SLAMS INTO THE GR-
Stew-O: NO! VIZ USES THE CHAIN TO KEEP LETHAL CONSEQUENCES FROM HITTING THE GROUND AND HE STARTS TO PULL HIM BACK UP! LETHAL IS AT VIZ’S MERCY RIGHT NOW AND VIZ SEEMS TO BE ENJOYING THIS! HE SWINGS THE CHAIN AND LETHAL CONSEQUENCES IS SLAMMED INTO THE SIDE OF THE EXIT! HE SWINGS AGAIN AND LC IS SLAMMED INTO THE OPPOSITE SIDE! VIZ IS JUST TOYING WITH THIS MAN RIGHT NOW!
Flannery McCoy: VIZ PULLS HAULS LC BACK UP AND GETS HIM BACK OVER THE RAILING! HE PEPPERS LC WITH FOREARMS, TAKES HIM BY THE HAIR, AND HE THROWS HIM DOWN THE STAIRS! LC ROLLS DOWN THE STAIRS AND COMES TO A STOP AND VIZ IS QUICKLY DOWN AFTER HIM! HE STOMPS AWAY ON LC AND PULLS HIM UP, WHIPPING HIM INTO THE BARRICADE! LC SLAMS BACK FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE AND DESPERATELY TRIES TO PULL HIMSELF UP! VIZ COMES FLYING AT HIM AND SENDS HIM OVER THE BARRICADE! LC CRASHES TO THE GROUND!
Jake Mercer (Muffled Voice): VIZ IS KNEELING DOWN AND REACHING THROUGH THE BARS! HE GATHERS UP SOME OF THE CHAIN AND BACKS UP…. RAMMING LC’S HEAD AND FACE RIGHT INTO THE STEEL! :damn:
Stew-O: Viz hops over the barricade and begins whipping LC with the chain! Those lashes are hitting LC right in the middle of his back and this match is slowly breaking down! Viz has taken control and is unleashing everything he has on Lethal Consequences, and right now it just really doesn’t look good for LC. Viz finally stops whipping LC and he pulls him up. He slams his fist into LC’s jaw and drags him back towards the ring! He rolls LC inside and goes for a cover!
Flannery McCoy: LC GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!
Jake Mercer (Muffled Voice): Viz mounts LC and presses the chain against LC’s throat! LC thrashes under Viz, but look at Prophet! He seems to enjoy that! He grinds himself down on LC while choking him and now he returns to his feet! Viz looks to go up top now and he wraps the chain around his fists! He comes off the ropes and nails LC right in the middle of the chest with a double axe handle! Viz hammers LC in the chest until he curls up into a fetal position, and that prompts Viz to drag LC to his feet and throw him into the corner! LC immediately drops to his knees and Viz with a basement style dropkick to LC’s chest! The back of LC’s bloody head connects with the turnbuckles and Viz pulls LC out of the corner and goes for another cover!
Stew-O: LC GETS HIS SHOULDER UP AGAIN!
Flannery McCoy: Annoyance flashes across the face of The Visual Prophet! Surely he knew that LC wasn’t going to go down without a fight, right? Lethal Consequences is a two-time Hall of Famer and one of the best to ever grace the squared circle. Despite the punishment he’s already taken, it’s going to take a lot more than this to fully put him away and knock him out of this match.
Jake Mercer (Muffled Voice): Viz rolls out of the ring and lifts up the skirt of the apron! He is searching for a weapon and pulls out a sledgehammer! 😐 😐 Viz holds the sledgehammer up like it’s some kind of royal scepter BUT LOOK! LC HAS ROLLED OUT OF THE RING ON THE ADJACENT SIDE AND HE USES ALL OF HIS STRENGTH TO JERK ON THE CHAIN! VIZ STUMBLES FORWARD AND SLAMS INTO THE LED RING POST!!!
Stew-O: LC needed that reprieve because who knows what the hell Viz was about to do to him with that sledgehammer. LC wraps the chain around his fist and crawls towards Viz, hitting him in the head with his fist. Viz fires back with a right hand, but LC manages to block it and connect with a shot to the jaw! LC fires off another punch, and takes a handful of hair and knocks Viz’s head into the post! LC has to pause for a second because he’s had a lot of damage done to him, but he is finally back to his feet now. He kicks Viz in the temple before his eyes land on the sledgehammer. Uh-oh.
Jake Mercer: :lupe:
Flannery McCoy: :lupe:
Stew-O: LC snatches up the sledgehammer and he stands over Viz! LC stomps on the back of Viz’s head and he raises the sledgehammer above his head!
Flannery McCoy: VIZ ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY AS THE SLEDGEHAMMER COLLIDES WITH THE GROUND! LC RAISES THE SLEDGEHAMMER UP AGAIN BUT VIZ IS ABLE TO KNOCK LC’S FEET OUT FROM UNDER HIM! VIZ QUICKLY GRABS FOR THE SLEDGEHAMMER AND THE TWO OF THEM ARE BOTH FIGHTING OVER IT! THEY’RE ROLLING AROUND ON THE GROUND AND FINALLY IT’S VIZ WHO TAKES CONTROL OF THE SITUATION! HE MUSCLES THE SLEDGEHAMMER OUT OF LETHAL CONSEQUENCES GRIP AND PINS HIM TO THE GROUND! HE PRESSES THE HANDLE OF THE SLEDGEHAMMER AGAINST LETHAL’S THROAT! LC IS ABLE TO BRING HIS FEET UP AND HOOK THEM ONTO VIZ’S SHOULDERS! HE BRINGS HIM TO THE GROUND AND REACHES FOR THE WEAPON! VIZ QUICKLY SLAMS THE HANDLE OF THE SLEDGEHAMMER INTO LETHAL’S FOREHEAD!
Jake Mercer (Muffled Voice): LC FALLS TO THE SIDE AND VIZ ROLLS TO HIS FEET AND SLAMS THE SLEDGEHAMMER INTO LC’S KIDNEY AREA!!!!!
Stew-O: VIZ GRABS LC AND HOISTS HIM UP… AND HE DROPS HIM ACROSS HIS OWN KNEE BACK FIRST! VIZ TAKES LC INTO HIS ARMS AND HE RUNS HIM TOWARDS THE RING POST! LC’S BACK SLAMS INTO THE POST! VIZ RUNS TOWARDS THE OTHER RING POST AND LC’S BACK IS SLAMMED INTO THAT ONE AS WELL! VIZ IS MAKING THE ROUNDS! LC IS SLAMMED INTO THE THIRD RING POST! VIZ CAREFULLY MOVES AROUND THE RING STEPS AND HE RUNS FULL SPEED…. AND ABSOLUTELY CRUSHES LC AGAINST THE FINAL RINGPOST!!!! VIZ LETS LC DROP AND SMILES BRIGHTLY! HE LOVES THIS, GUYS!
Flannery McCoy: VIZ DRAGS LC OVER TOWARDS THE SLEDGEHAMMER AND HE PULLS LC UP! HE WRAPS THE CHAIN AROUND LC’S EYES AND WRAPS HIM INTO THE DDT POSITION! HE PULLS LC UP AND DROPS HIM ON THE SLEDGEHAMMER!
Jake Mercer (Off Mic): LC’s forehead is busted open now and Viz is quick to use the chain to really dig into that wound and open it up! LC’s face is a crimson mask right now and Viz quickly throws LC into the ring! He gets LC in position for the ‘Prophet Driver’ and he hits the move perfectly! VIZ WITH THE COVER!!!!
Stew-O: NO! LC JUST BARELY GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!
Flannery McCoy: VIZ WRAPS THE CHAIN AROUND HIS HAND AGAIN AND IS POUNDING AWAY AT LC’S FOREHEAD! He’s digging his knuckles into that wound and I’m not really sure how much more LC can take :lupe:! Viz drags LC over to the ropes and drapes him across the middle one! Viz backs up and takes off running… 619! VIZ JUST HIT LC WITH A 619!!!! We know LC frequently uses that move!
Jake Mercer (Muffled Voice): VIZ PULLS LC OFF THE ROPES AND WHIPS HIM ACROSS THE RING! LC COMES FLYING BACK AT VIZ AND VIZ WITH ‘ACID REIGN’!!! :damn:!!!! THE DIAMOND CUTTER CONNECTS ON LETHAL CONSEQUENCES! VIZ JUST USED LC’S RETIRED FINISHER AGAINST HIM!!! VIZ RAISES HIS HANDS IN THE AIR LIKE HE’S WON THE MATCH AND PLACES HIS FOOT ACROSS LETHAL’S CHEST FOR THE COVER!!!!
The Visual Prophet: :dave:!!!!
Stew-O: THIS MIGHT BE IT!!!
Jake Mercer (Muffled Voice): VIZ WINS!!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: NO!!!! LC’S FOOT IS ON THE ROPES! THE REFEREE IS TRYING TO TELL VIZ BUT VIZ ASSUMES HE’S WON!!!
Stew-O: THE REFEREE FINALLY GETS VIZ’S ATTENTION AND HE POINTS TO LC’S FOOT! VIZ IS FURIOUS! THE KING OF ELITE IS SCREAMING AT THE REFEREE NOW! VIZ STORMS OVER TO THE ROPES, GRABS LC’S FOOT, AND NOW HE’S GOT THE VIZ LOCK LOCKED IN! LC IS FIGHTING AGAINST THE ANKLE LOCK BUT VIZ IS HOLDING FIRM! HE THOUGHT HE HAD THE MATCH WON AND NOW HE WANTS TO REALLY PUNISH LETHAL CONSEQUENCES!!!!
Jake Mercer (Muffled Voice): LC HAS FOUGHT HIS WAY TO THE ROPES THOUGH AND HE IS HOLDING FOR DEAR LIFE! VIZ TRIES TO PULL LC OFF THE ROPES BUT LC IS ABLE TO CATCH HIM IN THE KNEE WITH HIS OTHER FOOT! VIZ LOSES HIS GRIP AND LC PULLS HIMSELF OUT OF THE RING! VIZ QUICKLY DARTS TO THE ROPES AND REACHES FOR LC BUT LC WITH THE SLEDGEHAMMER! LC WITH THE SLEDGEHAMMER! HE CRACKS VIZ RIGHT IN THE NOSE WITH IT AND VIZ FALLS BACK! HOLY SHIT! LETHAL CONSEQUENCES REALLY MIGHT HAVE KNOCKED OUT VIZ! LC IS FAVORING HIS ANKLE AS HE LIMPS AROUND THE RING! LC RETRIEVES THE CHAIR THAT WAS USED EARLIER IN THE EVENING AND HE THROWS IT INTO THE RING! LC BACK INSIDE NOW AND SETS THE CHAIR UP! HE TURNS HIS ATTENTION BACK TO VIZ, WHO JUST HIT LC WITH A DESPERATION LOW BLOW! LC IS DOWN ONCE AGAIN!!!
Flannery McCoy: VIZ IS ON SPAGHETTI LEGS HAVING TAKEN THAT SLEDGEHAMMER TO THE FACE BUT HE MANAGES TO GRAB A HOLD OF LC’S BLOOD SOAKED HAIR AND SLAM HIS FACE OFF THE CHAIR! VIZ LEAVES LC ACROSS THE CHAIR AND HE STUMBLES OVER TO THE ROPES!
Stew-O: VIZ IS ABOUT TO TAKE A RISK HERE BUT HE IS LINGERING ON THAT TOP ROPE A LITTLE TOO LONG! LC HAS RAISED HIS HEAD AND SEES WHAT’S ABOUT TO GO DOWN AND HE YANKS ON THE CHAIN!
Jake Mercer (Muffled Voice): VIZ GOES CRASHING INTO THE CHAIR AND FLATTENS IT AND LETHAL CONSEQUENCES QUICKLY THROWS HIMSELF ON TOP OF THE KING!!!!
Stew-O: VIZ. KICKS. OUT!!!!
Flannery McCoy: LC CAN’T BELIEVE VIZ KICKED OUT AND HE IS STARING UP AT THE LIGHTS, WONDERING WHAT IT’S GOING TO TAKE FOR SOMEONE TO WIN THIS MATCH!
(It’s a few seconds before both men start showing signs of life. LC is the first to sit up, followed by Viz.)
Jake Mercer (Muffled Voice): Both of these bloodied and battered men have gotten back to their feet! LC and Viz, both men refusing to stay down in this match!
The Visual Prophet (Off Mic): Bow to your king, bitch!
Lethal Consequences: :dave:!
Stew-O: Collar and elbow tie up and both men start jockeying back and forth for positioning! I have no idea how they have the strength to do this right now especially when you consider how this match has played out so far! There’s been no wrestling! It’s just been a straight up fight! There is no love lost between these two and they really just want to hurt one another!
Flannery McCoy: Right now it’s LC who manages to get Viz back against the ropes! He tries to switch to a choke but Viz is able to catch him with a knee to the stomach and he follows it up with a stiff uppercut to LC’s jaw! Viz takes LC and puts him into the corner, but LC gets his feet up as Viz flies forward! Viz stumbles back and that allows LC to double up the chain and whip Viz across the face with it! Viz drops to his knees, clutching his face, and LC knees him right in that busted nose! LC looks to drop a knee across Viz’s face, but Viz is able to roll out of the way! LC clutches at his knee and Viz is able to roll him into a crucifix style cover!!!!
Jake Mercer (Muffled Voice): LC KICKS OUT!!!!
Stew-O: VIZ JERKS LC UP AND HOOKS HIM FOR A SITOUT POWERBOMB… BUT LC IS ABLE TO FIGHT HIS WAY FREE! ‘NO CAL’!!! LC PUNCHES VIZ RIGHT IN THE BALLS AND VIZ IS DOWN! VIZ IS DOWN! LC QUICKLY KICKS VIZ ONTO HIS BACK AND HE GRABS FOR THE LEGS!!! LC GOING FOR ‘BLACKOUT’!!!!! HE LOCKS IN THE SHARPSHOOTER! LC BRIDGES BACK JUST A BIT AND LOOKS TO HOOK VIZ’S NECK WITH HIS LEFT ARM BUT WAIT! VIZ WITH THE CHAIN! VIZ WITH ONE LAST ATTEMPT TO SAVE HIMSELF AND HE CATCHES LC IN THE FACE WITH THE CHAIN! ‘BLACKOUT IS BROKEN AND VIZ QUICKY UNTANGLES HIMSELF FROM LC!
Flannery McCoy: FRESH BLOOD POURS LC’S FOREHEAD AND VIZ SEES THIS! HE DOESN’T WASTE ANY TIME GOING UP TO THE TOP ROPE! VIZ GETS HIMSELF SET AND HE IS GOING FOR ‘BOW TO THE HEART’!!!! FLYING ELBOW DROP OFF THE ROPE! VIZ HITS THIS AND THE MATCH IS OVER!!!!!!
Jake Mercer (Muffled Voice): LETHAL CONSEQUENCES ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! VIZ’S ELBOW SLAMS INTO THE MAT AND HE MIGHT BE HURT GUYS!!!!
Stew-O: Viz is holding his holding elbow and writhing around on the mat!
Flannery McCoy: I think LC is pretty much done with this match guys! He’s grabbed the referee by the shirt and is demanding he hand over the handcuff key! The referee is refusing and that prompts LC to force the man back into the corner! LC is looking for the key, because he wants to free himself from the chain, but Viz is back up and he pulls up on the chain! LC had the key but it drops as he goes down, grabbing his balls for the second time in this match! Viz rushes over and snatches up the key, shoving it down into his tights! He quickly loops the chain around his forearm and mounts LC, hitting him with loaded forearm shots! The ring is a disgusting mess right now and so is LC’s face! Viz has him by the throat now and he begins slamming the back of LC’s head into the mat!
Jake Mercer (Muffled Voice): LC MANAGES TO GET A GRIP ON VIZ’S THROAT! LC IS CHOKING VIZ! VIZ GRABS AT LC’S ARMS BUT IT’S TO NO AVAIL! LC IS ABLE TO MUSCLE VIZ OFF OF HIM AND GET BACK TO HIS FEET! VIZ IS UP WITH HIM AND LC CATCHES VIZ IN THE GUT WITH A KNEE! HE NAILS VIZ WITH AN UPPERCUT, AND THERE IS A STEP-UP ENZIGURI! VIZ IS DOWN AND LC IS LOOKING AROUND FOR THE HANDCUFF KEY! I DON’T THINK HE KNOWS THAT VIZ TOOK IT!!!!
Flannery McCoy: IF HE TURNS AROUND RIGHT NOW HE WILL SEE THAT VIZ IS DIGGING IN HIS PANTS AND PULLING OUT THE KEY! VIZ QUICKLY UNLOCKS HIS OWN WRIST AND HE FREES HIMSELF! VIZ IS BACK UP AND LC IS JUST NOW TURNING AROUND! VIZ HOLDS UP HIS HANDS AND SHOWS LC THAT HE IS FREE! LC’S FACE IS FULL OF RAGE RIGHT NOW AND HE LOOKS TO SLAM VIZ DOWN INTO THE MAT WITH A CLOTHESLINE BUT VIZ DUCKS! BOTH MEN WHIP AROUND TO FACE ONE ANOTHER AND LC DUCKS AN ‘IKE TURNER SPECIAL’! LC CATCHES VIZ WITH A BIG BOOT TO THE FACE AND THE KEY FLIES UP INTO THE AIR! LC LUNGES FOR IT AND HE IS ABLE TO CATCH IT! HE QUICKLY FREES HIMSELF AS VIZ IS GETTING BACK UP, AND HE RUNS AT VIZ! HE CATCHES VIZ WITH THE CHAIN AND QUICKLY THROWS VIZ INTO THE CORNER! LC IS ALL OVER VIZ NOW AND JUST BEGINS STOMPING A MUDHOLE RIGHT IN HIM!
Stew-O: VIZ IS DOWN IN A SITTING POSITION AND LETHAL CONSEQUENCES TAKES THE CHAIN AND QUICKLY WRAPS IT AROUND VIZ’S NECK! HE DRAGS HIM OUT OF THE CORNER AND POSITIONS HIM RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! LC IS LOOKING FOR THE CHOKE OUT, BUT VIZ ISN’T ABOUT TO LET THE MATCH END THAT WAY! HE MANAGES TO GRAB A HOLD OF LC’S HAIR AND BEGINS HEADBUTTING HIM! LC FINALLY HAS TO LET GO OF THE CHAIN AND VIZ FREES HIMSELF! HE RETURNS TO HIS FEET AND PULLS LC UP WITH HIM! LC WITH KNEES TO THE GUT OF VIZ, BUT VIZ BEGINS BATTERING HIM IN THE HEAD WITH ELBOW AFTER ELBOW! LC FALLS TO THE MAT AND VIZ REACHES DOWN TO PULL HIM UP! VIZ HAS LC BY THE HAIR AND HE PLANTS A KISS ON LC’S FOREH-
Jake Mercer (Muffled Voice): LC PULLS VIZ DOWN INTO A SMALL PACKAGE!
Flannery McCoy: VIZ REVERSES IT!!!! LC’S SHOULDERS ARE DOWN!!!!!
Stew-O: LC WIGGLES FREE, GRABS A HANDFUL OF TIGHTS, AND NOW IT’S VIZ WHO IS BEING PINNED!!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Flannery McCoy: WAIT NO! VIZ JUST KICKED OUT!!!!
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… HERE IS YOUR WINNER… LETHAL CONSEQUENCES!!!!
(‘Friend vs. Friend’ by Company Flow begins to blast across the PA system and the crowd begins to boo for the obvious fuckery filled finished. LC has already rolled out of the ring and he is demanding that the referee join him on the outside and raise his hand in victory.)
Jake Mercer (Muffled Voice): The Visual Prophet is standing inside the ring completely stunned at the turn of events! He kicked out as the referee was calling for the bell, and I’m not really sure if this match should still be going on or not!
Stew-O: Viz believes it should! He is yelling at the referee right now while LC is gloating! Either way you slice it, the referee’s decision is final and Lethal Consequences has just defeated the King of Elite and Unified Tag Team Champion!
Flannery McCoy: What a crazy finish to an absolutely brutal match. LC is making his way back up the ramp knowing that he could have very well have gotten himself back into the title picture. He just scored a huge victory over a man with a guaranteed world championship shot and that’s going to be hard to ignore.
Stew-O: A victory mixed with some controversy, but congratulations to Lethal Consequences nonetheless!
(The camera catches another look at a bloodied and battered, and annoyed Viz inside the ring before switching to LC celebrating on the stage. After a moment, Reckless Wiring fades elsewhere.)
Stephie Love: The next contest is scheduled for
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
Stephie Love: AND IS FOR THE NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
(‘Redshift’ by Audiomachine begins to play as the fans begin to boo. Out walks NvL wearing a loosely fitted work shirt with a white tank top underneath. His hands are taped and his face is stern as he stares menacingly at the crowd. NvL snarls before taking his time walking down the ring ramp.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, the challenger! Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 215 pounds…hailing from Richmond, Virginia…THE DEVIL’S RIGHT HAND MAN…NATHAN VOOOOOON LIEEEEEBEEEERT!!!
Stew-O: This is a man that showed the world that he isn’t intimidated by the challenge ahead of him. NvL has four months under his belt in EAW and he has had some high profile matches in the past. A King of Elite semi finals run, a shot at the New Breed contendership, and matches against former National Elite-
Jake Mercer: EXTREME! He was National Extreme champ, Stew!
Stew-O: Yes…a match against Lethal Consequences, one that NvL won, and now sees himself in the biggest match in his career now.
Flannery McCoy: A title shot against the most dominant National ELITE champion who has been known to leave anybody that challenges her a bloody mess.
Jake Mercer: Yea, that is until Nathan showed the world that The Mauler isn’t the only violent split personality running around. Diagnosed with Dissociative Identity Disorder, NvL has revealed his own Alter Ego of sorts that goes by the name Vlad and has a blood lust that may rival the champ’s!
Stew-O: Blood will be a big part of tonight as it usually is in Kassidy Heart matches because tonight the fans voted for these two to wrestle in a Tai Pei Death Match.
Flannery McCoy: A match that involves both competitors wrapping tape on their fists, dipping the tape in glue, and then dipping the taped fists into broken glass before both participants even begin to fight. Imagine how hard NvL punches in a regular match and now think how bad it can and will be in this type of match!
(Nathan rolls into the ring and stands tall as fans continue booing him. His music begins to fade as ‘Monster’ by Kanye West begins to stir the crowd into a frenzy. The crowd pops as our steps Kassidy Heart, standing on the stage with a glare of her own that can be seen peering over a mask that she has over her face.)
Stephie Love: AND ON THEIR WAY TO THE RING…She is making her way from Sydney, Australia…weighing in at 125 pounds…SHE IS THE NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION…THE QUEEN OF ULTRAVIOLENT…’THE MAULER’ KASSSSSSIDY HEEEEEAAART!!!
(Kassidy stands firm with her hands taped, a pair of black denim jeans, her wrestling boots, and an official Kassidy Heart t-shirt as her Hannibal Lecter inspired mask is still over her mouth. She raised the National Elite belt high as fans roar in support of the champ.)
Flannery McCoy: This is Kassidy Heart’s first defense of her National Elite championship. She made history at King of Elite when she beat Lethal Consequences in a brutal fashion and looks to double the brutality in this match chosen by the EAW fans.
Stew-O: She has the bite mask on now but I promise you when it comes off, Nathan Von Liebert will have to be careful because that mouth has humbled many men before her.
Jake Mercer: *lotion*
Stew-O: Her last time defending a championship saw her defeating Kendra Shamez at Battle of Egypt but it also saw her lose her title minutes afterwards when Raven Roberts used her Cash in the Vault opportunity to challenge her and defeat her for the Universal Women’s Championship. This is uncharted territory for Kass and NvL as both look to make history tonight.
Jake Mercer: If they aren’t ready, The Mauler and Vlad both look to decide which one ends up with the National Elite Championship as both competitors are now in the ring.
(The referee is handed a giant bucket as the camera is shown what’s inside.)
Stew-O: There it is, a bucket full of glass as Kassidy stands in her corner with her belt on her shoulder and Nathan stands opposite as he begins to throw shadow punches waiting for the match to begin.
Jake Mercer: A ring hand hands the referee a bottle of gorilla glue as the referee walks towards Nathan Von Liebert first and has him put his fists forward. The Referee pours glue all over his hands and then grabs the bucket of glass and allows NvL to dip his fists into the glass.
Flannery McCoy: NvL reveals his taped fists covered in that broken glass as a smile emerges on his face.
Stew-O: The referee turns to walk towards Kassidy as he puts the bucket down and pours glue all over her hands. The referee goes for the bucket and
Jake Mercer: LOOK! NVL IS CHARGING ALREADY! NVL THROWS THE REFEREE RIGHT OUT THE WAY AS HE NEARLY SPILLS THE BUCKET OF GLASS ON THE MAT! KASSIDY IS IN HER CORNER STUCK AS NATHAN HAS HIS HANDS READY!
Flannery McCoy: RIGHT HOOK!
Stew-O: DUCK BY KASSIDY! LEFT JAB…ANOTHER DUCK BY HEART! WILD HAYMAKER BY NVL…KASSIDY ROLLS UNDER AND AWAY FROM THE CORNER! NVL TURNS AS KASSIDY LEAPS…
Flannery McCoy: P.C.S.! Post Concussion Syndrome Kick! Helluva Kick to Nathan Von Liebert’s face as he flies over the top rope and tumbles to the apron before falling to his feet on the outside! Kassidy almost got ambushed and massacred before the match even started!
Stew-O: Evil is in Nathan’s eyes as he smiles as he rises from the floor back to the apron. Kassidy is huffing and puffing knowing that NvL could have skewered her right there before the fight even officially started! Kassidy steps back and nearly trips as she realizes the bucket of glass is behind her. She turns to see NvL sneering as she bends over
Jake Mercer: *lotion gif*
Stew-O: And she dips her fists into the bucket! Kassidy now has her hands ready as Glass gleams under the lights.
Flannery McCoy: The referee stands as he is chastising Nathan for trying to cheat in a match with no disqualification. NvL gives a middle finger to the referee before entering the ring himself as seeing Kassidy with her hands up ready to fight with him. The referee takes the bucket of glass and hands it to a ring hand who has it outside the ring near the bell keeper as Kassidy and Nathan break back to their corners as the referee finally gets things in order. And…
Stew-O: Finally, the match has officially started! Kassidy rushes to the center of the ring as does Nathan. Hands up on both competitors as the glass sits on both of their taped fists. KICK TOWARDS THE HEAD BY KASS- nothing connects as NvL uses his forearm to parry her strike. LEFT OVERHAND PUNCH…Kassidy steps back and avoids the handful of glass. JAB, JAB, RIGHT HOOK BY KASSIDY…misses everything as Nathan dodges and side steps the barrage!
Flannery McCoy: Kassidy has extensive experience with glass as she went to an epic draw with The Visual Prophet at House of Glass last year in a match that involved 1000 shards of glass. It may not be a thousand shards on both of their hands, but it’s enough to shorten the career of both the champ and her opponent.
Jake Mercer: Nathan isn’t an amateur in this type of match, either. He is a former WCF Hardcore champion who has been on record saying his favorite match type is ⅔ Light Tube Log Cabin match and I’ve personally watched him maim and disfigure many men and women when his Vlad personality takes over.
Stew-O: Right now, it looks like both Nathan and Kassidy are thinking like their less homicidal but normal selves as Kassidy keeps trying to land those precise strikes to no avail. Nathan rushes and goes for a LARIAT…NOTHING…
Flannery McCoy: HEART PUNCH BY KASS! HER FIST JABS NVL RIGHT IN THE CHEST AND IT LOOKS STUCK! NVL GOT CAUGHT AS KASSIDY TRIES TO PULL HER HAND AWAY BUT CAN’T! NATHAN LETS OUT A SCREAM AS THE PAIN IS UNIMAGINABLE! NVL TILTS HIS HEAD HIGH AND LETS OUT A GUTTURAL GRUNT AS KASSIDY PUTS HER FOOT ON HIS STOMACH AND PUSHES HERSELF AWAY, DISLODGING HER GLASS COVERED FIST FROM NATHAN’S CHEST!
Jake Mercer: She just took a chunk of his chest and now he has a bloody puncture wound leaking like a faucet as…
Stew-O: Nathan is in immense pain as he looks at his own wound. Nathan’s screams begin to slowly ease. His heavy breathing is calming as he puts his fingers on his wound. NvL stares at his own blood and is almost relaxing as…a smile emerges on his face.
Nathan Von Liebert: You…piece…of…
Jake Mercer: Nvl smiles as he mouths something to Kassidy. Kassidy steps back and stares intensely as Nathan’s smile becomes wider. The blood, his own blood, has made his eyes widen. Nathan has left the building…
Jake Mercer: VLAD IS HERE!
Flannery McCoy: NATHAN CHARGES AND LARIAT ATTEMPT NUMBER TWO! KASSIDY AVOIDS IT AND RUNS TO THE ROPES! Kassidy charges back as BIG BOOT! BIG BOOT BY NATHAN CATCHES KASSIDY AS SHE WAS RUNNING BACK TO ATTACK AND HEART STAGGERS BACKWARD! Nathan grabs the back of her head…HEADBUTT! NvL connects with a skull on skull headbutt as Kassidy is dazed and confused! NvL grabs the back of her head once more and EUROPEAN UPPERCUT!
Stew-O: Kassidy is forced back into her corner again as NvL has her exactly where he wanted her in the beginning and lines her up. GUT PUNCH BY NVL AS THE GLASS PIERCES THE STOMACH OF KASSIDY! THE SCREAM, WHAT A BLOODY SCREAM BY THE CHAMPION AS NVL IS WINDING UP…ANOTHER GUT PUNCH WITH HIS OPPOSITE HAND AS KASSIDY’S STOMACH IS FEELING EVERY BIT OF THAT GLASS BEING PUSHED RIGHT INTO HER SKIN!
Jake Mercer: This is going to get a lot worse than this and if you are faint at heart, aren’t familiar with Vlad, or are a Kassidy Heart fan…please make peace with your god.
Stew-O: NvL has his fist closed and is teeing off on the champ’s stomach. Kassidy is trying to block but Nathan keeps finding ways to penetrate her guard. Right hook to the stomach, left jab to the gut, over and over as her official merchandise t-shirt is being torn away and her blood begins to fly. NvL takes a step back as Kassidy seems so overwhelmed and NvL charges and LARIAT! CLOTHESLINE LARIAT TO KASSIDY AS SHE IS CRUSHED BETWEEN NATHAN AND THE TURNBUCKLE! Kassidy drops flat on the ground and rolls to the ring apron as Nathan begins pacing in the center of the ring.
Crowd: FUCK YOU VLAD! FUCK YOU VLAD! FUCK YOU VLAD! FUCK YOU VLAD!
Jake Mercer: Like The Impaler, Vlad has impaled those glass fists all into Kassidy’s gut as she is desperately trying to catch her breath on the ring apron. She has her hands holding in her internal organs. Kassidy looks very bad as Nathan turns to continue punishing her.
Flannery McCoy: Nathan is standing in the ring as he pulls Kassidy up off the mat as she remains outside the ring on the apron. Kassidy looks meek as Nathan has her standing and
Jake Mercer: GOD! PUNCH RIGHT TO THE NOSE WITH THOSE TAPED FISTS BY KASSIDY HEART!
Stew-O: Heart has life now! KASSIDY GRABS NATHAN BY THE BACK OF THE HEAD AND LEAPS OFF THE APRON! NECKBREAKER AS SHE PULLS THE BACK OF NATHAN’S HEAD ON THAT TOP ROPE AS HE SPRINGS FORWARD AND LANDS ON HIS KNEES INSIDE THE RING! KASSIDY IS ON THE OUTSIDE FLOOR AS SHE SCRAMBLES TO SLIDE INTO THE RING AND FINDS NATHAN STILL ON HIS KNEES AND STILL NURSING THAT CLOSED FIST TO HIS NOSE!
Flannery McCoy: Blood is pouring from Nathan’s chest and now the bridge of his nose as Kassidy hits the ropes and charges at the kneeling Nathan…SHINING WIZARD! KASSIDY RESPONDS WITH A BRUTAL KNEE TO THE NOSE AGAIN AS NATHAN’S FACE IS CRIMSON FROM THE BLOOD POURING FROM THAT NOSE!
Jake Mercer: Nathan rolls on the mat and is near the ring apron as Kassidy sees him on his back holding his bloody face and she sees an opportunity. Kassidy runs to a nearby turnbuckle, climbs it, and turns to see Nathan none the wiser.
Stew-O: KASSIDY HEART LEAPS OFF THE TURNBUCKLE AND DROPS THAT GLASS COVERED FISTS RIGHT ONTO THE FOREHEAD OF NATHAN AND HER FIST GETS STUCK! KASSIDY HAS HER HAND PRESSED AGAINST HIS FOREHEAD AS NATHAN YELLS LOUDLY FROM THE PAIN!
Flannery McCoy: Nathan pushes Kassidy’s hand off his head and rolls all the way out of the ring. Kassidy is on the mat, looking around at all the blood both she and Nathan have spilled already as Nathan is on the floor mat, desperately pulling one of the shards Kassidy had from his own forehead.
Stew-O: SLOWLY, NATHAN USES HIS RIGHT HAND TO REMOVE THE GLASS AS HE CLOSES HIS EYES AND THE BLOOD FLOWS FROM THE PUNCTURE WOUND!
Flannery McCoy: Inside the ring, Kassidy is on her hands and knees, crawling towards the center of the ring, as she sees her shirt torn and bloody. The blood of her opponent covers her hands as she looks up towards the ceiling.
Kassidy Heart: …
Jake Mercer: She is mouthing something…to herself…I don’t know what’s going on…
Stew-O: Kassidy Hearst’s eyes are closed as Nathan staggers and leans against the barricade outside. Nathan stares, we all stare, as Kassidy Heart RIPS HER SHIRT AWAY! SHE REVEALS A BLACK BRA AS THE STAB WOUNDS OF HER STOMACH ARE EXPOSED! Kassidy opens her eyes and tilts her head, her eyes look dead into the eyes of NvL as she slowly nods.
Kassidy Heart: …You dumb motherfucker…
Flannery McCoy: The Mauler is in the building!
Stew-O: Nathan…Vlad. Kassidy…The Mauler. This bloody affair is about to get worse!
Flannery McCoy: Nathan circles the ring, Kassidy is still on her knees in the center of the ring as Nathan makes his way to the bell keeper. Kassidy stares at Nathan as he looks back.
Jake Mercer: Kassidy is on all four and BANG! BANG! BANG! KASSIDY SLAMS HER OWN HEAD FACE FIRST INTO THE MAT OVER AND OVER AS NATHAN WATCHES! KASSIDY LIFTS HER HEAD AS HER HAIR COVERS HER MENACING GAZE!
Stew-O: Vlad turns, ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE BELL KEEPER AS THE BELL KEEPER GOES FLYING! NATHAN REACHES AND…HE SNATCHES UP THE BUCKET OF GLASS! Kassidy sees this and welcomes him, motioning for him to come into the ring, as she rises from the mat.
Jake Mercer: Nathan takes the bucket of glass, begins to walk up the steel stairs, and Kassidy waits.
The Mauler: …
Flannery McCoy: Nathan enters the ring and brings the bucket with him as Kassidy steps back. Nathan and Kassidy stare at each other, the entire building is hype with intensity!
Crowd: LET’S GO MAULER!!! FUCK YOU VLAD!!! LET’S GO MAULER!!! FUCK YOU VLAD!!! LET’S GO MAULER!!! FUCK YOU VLAD!!!
Jake Mercer: Vlad loves the hate as he POURS THE GLASS RIGHT IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!
Stew-O: Kassidy licks her lips as well as they circle the glass. Nathan throws the bucket
Flannery McCoy: AT KASSIDY! KASSIDY CATCHES THE BUCKET AS NATHAN BIG BOOTS THE BUCKET INTO HER HEAD! Kassidy’s head bounces off the bucket from the force of the kick. Nathan runs across the glass, the sound of the shards crushing her his feet, as he gets behind Kassidy, NVL WRAPS HIS ARMS AROUND THE CHAMP…HE GOES FOR A GERMAN SUPLEX AS HE ANGLES HER TOWARDS THAT GLASS!
Jake Mercer: KASSIDY WRAPS HER LEG AROUND NVL! KASSIDY IS FIGHTING BUT THE STRONGER, BIGGER NATHAN LIFTS HER OFF HER FEET! Kassidy throws a back elbow and gets back to her feet. Nathan lifts her again but another elbow to the side of Nathan’s head gives her one more chance to try to escape. Kassidy goes to run away but
Stew-O: HER HAIR! LIEBERT GRABS KASSIDY BY THE HAIR AND SNATCHES HER BACKWARDS INTO HIS CLUTCHES! GERMAN SUPLEX!
Flannery McCoy: KASSIDY HEART IS GERMAN SUPLEXED INTO THE GLASS BY NATHAN VON LIEBERT! GLASS IMPALES THE MAULER AS SHE SCREECHES IN PAIN! Nathan narrowly avoids the glass himself as he rolls over on to his stomach as Vlad begins to crawl and covers Kass! COVER!
Stew-O: MIRACLE KICK OUT BY KASSIDY! Nathan rolls off the champion as Kassidy sits up and winces as she shows the world her back covered in glass shards.
Flannery McCoy: Flash back to House of Glass indeed as Nathan stands up and stares at his opponent. Nathan squats down and stares at Kassidy who is in insane levels of pain.
Vlad: …who is the dumb one now?
Jake Mercer: VLAD SNATCHES KASSIDY OFF THE MAT, HE THROWS HER HEAD UNDER HIS LEGS, AND HE SWIFTLY LIFTS KASSIDY HEART ONTO HIS SHOULDERS AS KASSIDY IS HELPLESS!
Stew-O: POWERBOMB BY NATHAN DIRECTLY INTO THE GLASS AS KASSIDY’S BODY STABBED BY THE SHARDS AGAIN! KASSIDY HAS BLOOD AND SALIVA FLY OUT OF HER MOUTH AS NOW HER STOMACH AND BACK ARE SHREDDED!
Flannery McCoy: Nathan snarls as he kicks away the glass with his feet and lays on the champ for another cover!
Stew-O: A KICK OUT BY KASSIDY HEART AS NATHAN IS CRAWLING AWAY FROM THE CHAMPION WITH A SHOCK COVERING HIS FACE!
Flannery McCoy: Kassidy is flat on her back still, blood making a pool under her, as she can’t even let out a sound due to how severe the pain is. Nathan is in firm control but it’s clear he’s been primarily focused on torturing the champion and it’s just now clicked that those two pins were the first attempts by either to win the actual match.
Jake Mercer: You get two psychopaths in one ring with glass on their hands, what do you expect? This blood feud can only end when one side has nearly murdered the other side. The National Elite title is going to resemble the National Extreme championship LC tried to rebrand it as.
Stew-O: Nathan stares down at Kassidy Heart as she is flat on her back in the glass. Nathan turns to see a corner turnbuckle not too far away. Nathan slowly trots to the corner, begins scaling the turnbuckle, and stands high above the ring and his opponent.
Jake Mercer: Vlad is about to go flying…NATHAN LEAPS FROM THE CORNER…FLYING HIGH…RAPTURE FROG SPLASH!!!
Flannery McCoy: NO ONE THERE! KASSIDY ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY AT THE LAST POSSIBLE SECOND AS NATHAN VON LIEBERT LANDS FACE FIRST ON THE GROUND! HIS BODY BOUNCES AS DOES THE GLASS AS NATHAN IS NOW COVERED IN GLASS! KASSIDY ROLLS TO HER HANDS AND KNEES, SHE REACHES BEHIND HER, AND PULLS A FEW SHARDS OF GLASS OUT OF HER SPINE AS SHE LOOKS WOOZY FROM THE LOSS OF BLOOD AS NVL IS ON HIS STOMACH TRYING TO PUSH HIMSELF OFF THE MAT!
Stew-O: HEART CRAWLS AND GOES FOR THE PIN AS NATHAN IS ROLL OVER TO HIS BACK!
Stew-O: WHAT A KICK OUT BY LIEBERT AS KASSIDY FLIES OFF AND LANDS AWAY FROM THE BROKEN NATHAN! VLAD, MAULER, KASS NATHAN…I don’t even know who is who anymore!
Flannery McCoy: They are maniacs over everything, Stew. Two maniacs that just can’t stop trying to kill each other over this National Elite championship as
Jake Mercer: The Mauler is slowly getting to her feet, Vlad is slowly getting off the ground. Vlad’s face has glass in it from the botched frog splash attempt as Kassidy is behind the challenger.
Stew-O: CLUBBING BLOW TO THE BACK OF NATHAN’S HEAD BY KASS! KASSIDY GRABS LIEBERT FROM BEHIND! STRAIGHT JACKET GERMAN SUPLEX! KASSIDY HITS NATHAN WITH THE CHANEL N°5’! NVL GETS DROPPED ON THE BACK OF HIS HEAD RIGHT ONTO THAT GLASS AGAIN!
Flannery McCoy: Kassidy has seized control as Nathan rolls on the glass more and more after being planted by Kassidy Heart!
Jake Mercer: Kassidy walks over to Nathan and mounts him. PUNCH! PUNCH! PUNCH AFTER PUNCH RAINS DOWN ON NATHAN AS KASSIDY IS BASHING HIS FACE WITH THOSE GLASS TAPED HANDS! NATHAN IS TRYING TO BLOCK BUT SHE KEEPS GETTING THROUGH HIS BLOCKS! KASSIDY RAISES BOTH HANDS ABOVE HER HEAD AS SHE DRIVES TWO HAMMERFISTS DOWN-
Stew-O: NATHAN GRABS BOTH HER WRISTS AND STOPS HER FROM DRIVING THEM INTO HIS FACE! NATHAN HOLDS KASSIDY’S HANDS AND…VICIOUS HEADBUTT FROM NATHAN AS BLOOD NOW POURS FROM KASSIDY’S FOREHEAD AS WELL! BLOOD IS ALL OVER THEM BOTH AS KASSIDY IS STILL BEING HELD BY NATHAN! NvL HOLDS HER WRISTS AS HE USES ALL HIS MUSCLE TO POWER HER OFF HIS BODY AND ROLL THROUGH GLASS TO HIS FEET!
Flannery McCoy: KASSIDY KIPS UP OFF THE GROUND AS BLOOD RUNS DOWN HER FACE! Nathan rolls to his feet as they both charge once more! Kassidy leaps in the air and goes for it…THE NEIMAN MARCUS OF WRESTLING MOVES CONNECTS AS KASSIDY WRAPS AROUND NVL AND
Stew-O: NO! NVL CATCHES KASSIDY MID TURN AND SCOOPS HER INTO HIS ARMS! KASSIDY IS HELPLESS AS THE STRONGER NATHAN LAUNCHES KASSIDY INTO A GORILLA PRESS! NATHAN SQUATS AND THROWS KASSIDY UP HIGH IN THE AIR!
Flannery McCoy: DD! GORILLA PRESS INTO A HEADSNAPPER OF EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! IT CONNECTS!
Stew-O: KASSIDY IS DOWN! NATHAN IS STANDING GROGGY AS HEART IS FLAT ON HER BACK! NATHAN TURNS AND COLLAPSES ONTO KASSIDY BACK FIRST AS HE GOES FOR THE PIN!
Jake Mercer: NEW CHAMP! NEW CHAMP! NEW
Flannery McCoy: KASSIDY KICKS OUT AND ROLLS ON THE GROUND! CRUCIFIX TO NATHAN AS HE IS ROLLED WITH HER! HEART LOOKS ENRAGED AS SHE MANEUVERS BOTH HER AND NATHAN’S BODY ON THE MAT!
Stew-O: THE NEIMAN MARCUS OF WRESTLING MOVES IS IN! SHE FINESSED HER WAY INTO IT FROM THE GROUND AS NATHAN IS FACE FIRST IN THE REMAINDER OF GLASS ON THE MAT!
Flannery McCoy: KASSIDY HAS HIS ARMS TRAPPED BEHIND HIS BODY AS SHE SCREAMS A GUTTURAL SCREECH AND BEGINS PUMMELLING HIS FACE WITH THOSE GLASS FISTS! OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER AS NATHAN IS FORCED TO FEEL EVERY SINGLE PUNCH!
Jake Mercer: THIS IS SHADES OF HOW SHE DEFEATED LC AS NATHAN IS STARTING TO PASS OUT!
Stew-O: WAIT! KASSIDY RELEASES THE HOLD!!!!
Jake Mercer: WHAT!!!??? KASSIDY IS MOUNTING NATHAN ONCE MORE AND CONTINUES PUNCHING HIS FACE OVER AND OVER! ONE PUNCHES TURNS TO TWO AND TWO TURNS TO FIVE! KASSIDY DELIVERS GLASS COVERED FISTS TO NATHAN’S UNPROTECTED FACE SO MANY TIMES I CANNOT COUNT! VLAD IS OUT COLD! NATHAN IS OUT COLD! BLOOD IS FLYING AS HER FISTS CONTINUE TO DRIVE PAIN INTO HIS HEAD!
Kassidy Heart: DIE! DIE! DIE! DIEEEEEE!
Flannery McCoy: KASSIDY ROLLS NATHAN OVER AND HOOKS BOTH LEGS AS NATE LOOKS COMPLETELY OUT OF IT!
Jake Mercer: MY GOD! COVER!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: …This bloody ness finally ends.
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…AND STILL NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION…KASSIDY HEAAAAAART!!!
(‘Monster’ by Kanye West begins to play as the crowd is in a frenzy. The bloody Kassidy finally snaps out of her Mauler persona as she tries to get off the broken Nathan. Kassidy rises as the referee goes to raise her hand.)
Flannery McCoy: This was as disgustingly brutal as we expected. The fans voted for this Tai Pei death match and it may have been one of the most violent ones we have ever seen. From before the opening bell to this very chaotic end, Kassidy Heart survives and has overcome a man with a violent persona on the level of her own.
Jake Mercer: You can’t short change anything, Nathan and “Vlad” were as evil as advertised. The repeated slams to the glass, attacking Kass before the match even started, opening up her abdomen with rose glass fists, even hitting Kassidy with his finisher.
Stew-O: But Heart used her last bit of energy to power out of his last pin attempt and managed to get him in her submission where she wailed on him with all her night. Kassidy then chose to go for the cover versus the submission, maybe to send a message to everyone or
Flannery McCoy: OH GOD, KASSIDY JUST COLLAPSED! BOTH KASSIDY AND NATHAN ARE DOWN AS BLOOD POURS OUT OF THEM BOTH! EMT’S RUSH THE RING SS THE MEDICAL TEAM TENDS TO THEM BOTH!
Jake Mercer: I think I figured out why she went for the pin. I don’t know if Kassidy had enough energy to keep that hold in and was going to pass out due to blood loss herself! Heart went for the cover with her last bit of strength and her passing out right there confirms it to me!
Flannery McCoy: You surely aren’t a doctor but you are making a solid point. Both the challenger and champ are down as they are being helped to their feet and out of the ring as this fan voted match shows you what happens when two very dangerous people are forced into.
Stew-O: Especially with gold on the line!
(We watch as both Nathan and Kassidy are helped out of the ring as the scene finally ends.)
(We come back to the steel cage being referred to as the Dome of Death slowly being lowered until it reaches the ground, completely engulfing the ring all around. The officials who are talking among themselves appear to be talking about the terrifying steel structure.)
(‘Ambitionz az a Ridah’ by Tupac begins to blare through the speakers of the Jeunesse Arena as the fans rise to a standing position waving their signs that indicate their support for arguably the greatest luchador of all time. Just then from the right rolling out through the curtain is TLA in one of his traditional lowriders. He’s come with the full arsenal today, flanked by his ladies who could be bitches Gloria Tightpussy and Michelle Mcgillislutty, but since we don’t know what goes on when the doors at the palace of poon close and the lights go out, it should be assumed they serve as the greatest support one man needs. They accompany TLA to the ring while he leads Steroid Dawg on a chain.)
Stew-O: Here comes the former World Heavyweight Champion, TLA, who will be looking to get his title back tonight! He lost it at King of Elite to Drake King. He’s made no excuses, as one would expect. He’s ready to do what he has to so he can reach that point for a second time in six months!
Flannery McCoy: You get the sense that even with his usual entourage out here that TLA wants to prove something in this match. That he’s a legit all world talent, and that he’s always a threat no matter what his image may be among his peers. To most he was seen as a feel good story when he defeated Impact back at House of Glass, but to others he’s not seen as legit and a win here could shut that talk down immediately!
Jake Mercer: I love TLA, I really do. But I love the future when it’s in someone like Drake King’s hands. What happened at King of Elite was a simple paradigm shift, and plus TLA doesn’t hold any ill will toward Drake which is his first mistake especially after that man took something from him! He needs more fire if he’s going to take that title back, just saying.
(Sensei – Dastik begins replacing ‘Ambitionz’ as Osamu Arcichida makes his way out, and the reaction for his emergence from beyond the curtain is quite a contrast from that of a fanfavorite like TLA, but Osamu hardly acknowledges their existence. He looks on straight ahead at the steel structure that surrounds the ring before making his way toward the intimidating structure.)
Stew-O: Osamu Arcichida has always been a talent to behold when he’s put in this bright of a spotlight, just as he showed in his previous World title match when TLA was still the champ. He put on a show that night and came so close to becoming the World Heavyweight Champion! He’s got that type of talent. He’s of that caliber. Now he just has to prove it.
Flannery McCoy: I would have to agree with you here, Stew. It’s been said in recent weeks about how Osamu didn’t seem to get a fair shake earlier in the season as he was being plugged into different scenarios that maybe didn’t suit him or his abilities, and didn’t shy away from showing his displeasure and certainly management has heard him loud and clear and Osamu has stepped up to the plate big since getting more exposure! He’s got a great opportunity here, and I can’t wait to see what he does with it.
Jake Mercer: Blah blah blah! Why do you two have to fawn over the underdogs so much?? I mean really, where’s the merit to anything you’re saying? Both of the men you tout so highly have both been shown up by the current World Heavyweight Champion on the regular. The future is already set with Drake King! Hey listen, okay. I love Osamu Arcichida and TLA a lot! They’re both capable of bringing a ton of talent and main event quality matches to any match they’re in, when they’re motivated! But when we’re referring to the makeup of this business and it’s overall direction, there is nobody better than World Heavyweight Champion, Drake King at this time! He’s the man, the savior! Drake is my pick!
(Zero’ by Crown the Empire replaces ‘Sensei’ as the booing intensifies in the arena as the World Heavyweight Champion, Drake King, makes his way out. He has the World Heavyweight Championship belt draped over his shoulder and his newly won Unified Tag Team Championship belt that he won along with the current King of Elite the Visual Prophet strapped around his waist. He bobs his head from side to side with a smug expression. He taunts the crowd some while patting his World Heavyweight Championship plate as he starts sauntering to the ring. His expression starts to get serious as he closes in on the Dome of Death cage.)
Stew-O: The World Heavyweight Champion and newly crowned Unified Tag Team Champion, Drake King is here. Of course, in speaking of the Unified Tag Team Championship, it was Drake right along with The Visual Prophet who were able to win the Unified Tag Team Championships at Under Siege dethroning the record setting Constance Blevins and Minerva of Heavenly Hell! It was an amazing accomplishment to say the least, but now King must focus on his two opponents that have more than been a thorn in his side!
Flannery McCoy: Well, he’s more than proved that he belongs in the conversation of the absolute best in the company today. He’s been on such a roll since 2020 begin, it’s hard to bet against him until he actually doesn’t come through, if we’re being honest.
Jake Mercer: We love your honesty, Flannery. That’s exactly what these people at home NEED to hear. Drake King has been at the top of his game, it’s only become more magnified now that he’s the World Heavyweight Champion! And now in his first match defending the World Heavyweight Championship, he’s going to finally show the world what he can do. This is a match that he’s not been in before, this is perfect! This is how your name becomes more prominent even as the champ!
(As the cage door remains open for a moment, the referee awaits instructions. At the top where the opening to the Dome is, the other official standing by is also awaiting instructions, but first Stephie Love.)
Stephie Love: The following triple threat contest is a DOME OF DEATH MATCH…And it’s for the WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
Stephie: The first competitor to escape from the cage will be declared the winner of the match and become the WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!!!
Stephie Love: Introducing first, he’s the challenger…hailing from The Poon Palace in Miami, Florida…He weighs in at two hundred ten pounds… He’s a former World Heavyweight Champion, he’s La Pantera… T!!! L!!! A!!!!!
(TLA turns to the crowd from inside the cage and raises one arm while clenching his fist, much to the crowd’s approval.)
Stephie Love: Introducing his opponent, he’s the challenger…hailing from Osaka, Japan…He weighs in at two hundred thirty five pounds… He’s a former National Elite Champion, he’s The Orchestrator of Violence…OSAMU!!!! ARCICHIDA!!!!
(Osamu Arcichida simply remains in a standing position showing very little emotion beyond his cold hard stare at both of his opponents for the evening as the fans boo.)
Stephie Love: Introducing their opponent, he’s the Champion…He hails from Charlotte, North Carolina…He weighs in at two hundred twenty pounds… He’s known as the Paragon… He’s the current Elite Answers Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion…DRAKE!!!! KING!!!!
(Drake King steps up holding both of his titles up proudly for all to see, and he gets nothing but booed unmercifully by these fans that hate his guts. This does nothing but bring a smug arrogant smile to his face. The official takes the titles of King and leaves out of the side door of the cage, and soon enough the door is padlocked shut. )
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: And we’re now underway, the Dome of Death match. This was the match chosen as the main event match, and I couldn’t be more interested to see how this all plays out! But these men haven’t exactly moved just yet, showing a moment of hesitation. They’ve remained stationary, looking around at each other and the structure that surrounds them, still trying to gauge the situation. Osamu Arcichida seems mesmerized by the structure as he looks at the damage that he must be thinking of doing to both of these men that stand at a distance from him at the moment, but especially the World Heavyweight Champion Drake King. TLA eyes shift from Osamu to Drake. Osamu and Drake now doing the same thing, Drake begins saying something as he looks over in TLAs direction!
Drake King: You were a fluke when you were champ! I’m the one that’s meant to carry this company! (Looks to Osamu and points as he speaks) And you shouldn’t even be here! How many more opportunities do you need to lose to get that through your thick skull!!?? I’m the Paragon here! I’m the savior!
Flannery McCoy: I can’t quite find logic in Drake King’s strategy here. He says he’s a man that always has a plan but I can’t in my right mind understand how talking smack to two men who already want to tear your head clean off your body and put it on a stake helps anything! And just as I say that both Osamu Arcichida and TLA begin closing in on Drake who is already realizing the error of his ways as he has his hands out front looking for them to understand, hoping they know their place in the world if we go by the book of Drake King! Drake maneuvering shifting from side to side but it hardly matters because the gap between him and his hungry opponents has closed considerably here! Drake turns around instinctively to the corner turnbuckle he was standing at and begins to climb up! Drake grips onto the steel of this dome shaped structure! He’s trying to escape already!
Jake Mercer: Not so fast! Both Osamu and TLA reach King before he could start his climb up the cage! Both TLA and Osamu reach out for the cage on each side of Drake King using the ropes to ascend to Drake’s level! Drake now steps off the turnbuckle and has both feet in place to make an attempt to climb out early and win this match!
Stew-O: Now both TLA and Osamu go to work throwing punches at Drake King! The World Heavyweight Champion is already taking heavy blows to the head area! If either man wanted they could have just made it race to the top to see who got out first, speaking of TLA and Osamu, but both of these men clearly have unfinished business with this man that makes it virtually impossible to focus solely on winning the match! They want to tear Drake King apart! Punches continue being thrown, with Drake trying to get some of his own in but he’s clearly outnumbered and there’s no way either Osamu Arcichida or TLA will let this man out alive without a fight and that’s exactly what they’re showing here!
Flannery McCoy: Drake takes a step back down to the turnbuckle. Osamu Arcichida just launched himself at Drake! TAKING FLIGHT!!! FLYING DROPKICK RIGHT INTO THE FACE OF THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! Osamu just barely avoided making contact with the turnbuckle on the way down! Osamu is slowly rising back on his feet as Drake tries to shake the cobwebs after that devastating dropkick by Osamu connected, and now TLA is positioning himself to try something here, what’s he gonna do! TLA turns just as Osamu was back to his feet! FLYING CROSSBODY CONNECTS ONTO OSAMU ARCICHIDA! NOW TLA MOUNTS OSAMU AND BEGINS RAINING DOWN AGGRESSIVE BLOWS TO THE FACE OF OSAMU REPEATEDLY! TLA LOOKS LIKE HE’S BEASTING AND FEASTING RIGHT NOW!
Jake Mercer: Now Drake King moves in on TLA where he begins landing some hard blows to the back of the head and back of TLA! But TLA is still fresh enough to absorb these strikes so far by Drake! Now TLA begins connecting with some blows of his own to the midsection of The Paragon! These blows seem to be felt by Drake! He staggers back some as TLA now back to his feet! TLA aggressively grabs Drake by his hair and begins leading him toward the opposite side of the dome shaped cage! This isn’t looking pretty folks! Damn! Drake’s face just met the turnbuckle! TLA turns Drake around and begins teeing off on him some more in the corner!
Stew-O: But the champ finally ducks an attempt by TLA who falls into the corner! Superkick to the back of the head by Drake to TLA! Now a German suplex! That finally takes the wind out of TLA’s sails! NOW OSAMU HAS DRAKE! DRAKE TRYING TO FLAIL AROUND, TRYING TO ESCAPE…and he does! King lands back on his feet! Osamu turns right into THE GUILLOTINE! THAT SICK KICK BY THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION CONNECTED! OSAMU OUT ON HIS BACK! HE’S STUNNED!
Flannery McCoy: The Champion showing that he’s large and in charge right now! Drake grabs up TLA and begins pounding away on him with huge closed fists to the skull of arguably the greatest luchador this company has ever seen! Now Drake tosses TLA into the hard unforgiving steel! TLA felt that as he landed hard on the canvas! Drake grabs up Osamu who had yet to fully recover connected full-on with that sick kick, and he repeats the same process of tossing Osamu into the steel! Osamu collides hard against the steel and falls down to the canvas!
Jake Mercer: Both TLA and Osamu Arcichida are down nearly side by side of each other, but they’re slowly sitting up and recovering! Drake King backing up and with leverage from the steel sets himself up on the top turnbuckle! TLA and Osamu are in the perfect position, certainly unintended, and now King is set up and ready! ASAI MOONSAULT OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE BY DRAKE KING ONTO BOTH TLA AND OSAMU ARCiCHIDA! And this is why he’s the champion folks! You can disagree with how he goes about getting the things he desires, but nobody can deny how very talented this man is! He’s been in control here for the last several minutes here, and now he just might see his chance! Drake begins trying his hand at climbing up the dome shaped cage again! He starts pulling himself up, but TLA takes notice first and he rushes to grab Drake by his foot! Osamu coming to finally himself, he’s taken quite the damage already and he’s still showing just how resilient he can be!
Stew-O: Drake King trying to escape the grasp of TLA, but he can’t! Now Osamu is back on his feet and he rejoins the fray, and he now grabs a hold of the other foot of Drake King! Both TLA and Osamu use the cage as leverage to pull themselves up to meet Drake King again, and they both grab ahold of the hair of Drake! Now both taking their turns of bashing Drake King’s face right into the cage! TLA grabs Drake by his hair and slams his head into the cage! Now Osamu grabs Drake by the hair and does the same thing! Both men making eye contact with each other, obviously in some sort of one upsmanship with the other as they both keep taking their turns of bashing Drake King’s head into the cage countless times I’ve lost track already, before both grab the hair of Drake King and with one hard crushing connection with the cage one last time Drake King lets go of the cage and falls back down to the canvas! The fans loved every second of that!
Flannery McCoy: But neither man taking any time trying to stake their claim toward championship gold! Osamu eyes the opening at the top of the dome for a brief moment before trying to climb up, but TLA is right there! He goes after Osamu! Both begin throwing punches at each other trying to knock one another off the cage, neither man giving an inch! This is a big match and you can tell that none of these men want to let this one pass them by! Now both men kicking toward the other, their feet meet blocking each other’s attempt to connect! Drake King on the end seems to be worse for wear!
Jake Mercer: Oh my god, our champion, our savior, has been busted open, and bad, at the hairline of his forehead as he tries to recover crawling around on all fours at the moment trying to regather himself, and it doesn’t look pretty at all. TLA moves in closer to Osamu who throws some stiff strikes at the head of TLA but TLA refuses to go down! TLA headbutts Osamu! Now he sends the head of Osamu Arcichida into the steel! NO! It’s blocked by Osamu! Osamu slams TLA’S head into the steel instead! Man the impact of cranium on steel! The human anatomy is not made to take such abuse. It has such an unpleasant sound to it, and now Osamu has a nice firm hold with his free arm wrapped around the back of TLA, what’s he gonna do here?
Stew-O: BOTH MEN PLUMMET BACK DOWN AND CONNECT HARD WITH THE CANVAS! MODIFIED BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX BY OSAMU ARCICHIDA TO TLA! And both men are down! ALL MEN ARE DOWN! The World Heavyweight Champion is still on all fours as he’s crawling to the ropes for support! His opponents are beginning to stir, starting to rise! And now bloody Champion is finally back on his feet! TLA and Osamu on one knee, trying to rise up! And superkick from Drake King to TLA! Another one for Osamu! But it’s blocked! OSAMU BLOCKS KING’S SUPERKICK ATTEMPT TURNS IT AWAY!
Flannery McCoy: ZIG ZAG BY TLA! KING IS STRUGGLING TO RECOVER FROM THAT ATTACK BY TLA! NOW OSAMU HAS DRAKE! HE HAS HIM UP! CLASSIVE AGGRESSIVE CONNECTS! THAT MUSCLE BUSTER WAS SUCCESSFUL THIS TIME! AND DRAKE KING IS OUT! THIS VERY WELL COULD SPELL THE END OF THE TITLE REIGN OF DRAKE KING IN HIS FIRST DEFENSE! He’s getting absolutely decimated by two men who’ve grown to despise him to the fullest!
Jake Mercer: Don’t you dare, Flannery! Don’t you be naive like the rest, this man will find a way I tell you! HE’S GOING TO FIND A WAY TO COME OUT OF THIS STILL YOUR SAVIOR!
Stew-O: TLA now attempting to climb up now, and Osamu takes notice! TLA feels a tug at his foot as he tries to plant it to work his way up, but this time he’s able to kick the hand away and get out of the grasp of Osamu Arcichida! TLA begins to climb, and fans get loud for TLA! They can sense he’s getting closer to taking back his World Heavyweight Championship! But Osamu is in close pursuit! He’s not going to allow his world championship dreams to slip away so easily! They’re both scaling the cage, but TLAs getting closer to the opening at the top with each second that passes! Drake King crimson mask and all now uses the ropes as leverage and starts his way up toward both competitors, giving chase to the man out front which is TLA!
Flannery McCoy: And Drake King is trying to make his way back into this thing. He certainly doesn’t want his reign as World Heavyweight Champion to come to a halt this abruptly! Now Osamu Arcichida has reached TLAs foot! TLA rotates himself around to where he can see his opponents, and now TLA with a hard boot right to the face of Osamu! This staggers The Orchestrator of Violence! There’s nothing scientific about a match like this! It’s all about grit and showing the willingness to whatever it takes to be the man who stands tall at the top of this 20 foot Dome of Death!
Jake Mercer: The Champion Drake King just reached for something in his tights, his back is turned to our cameras so we can’t make out what he’s up to! But it’s Drake, so he definitely has a plan! TLA finally lands the boot to the face of Osamu that sends him landing hard on the canvas! Drake King makes his way up to where he’s at TLA’S level! LOOK AT KING! HE HAS BRASS KNUCKLES ON! HE JUST LANDED A BLOW TO TLA’S MIDSECTION! TLA NEARLY LOSES HIS BREATH! ANOTHER HARD BLOW IS PRECISE AND ON TARGET TO THE MIDSECTION AGAIN! DRAKE DRAPES HIS ARM AROUND THE NECK OF TLA! WAIT A MINUTE! OMG! MIRRORS EDGE! AND DOWN THEY GO! DRAKE RISKING QUITE A BIT EXECUTING THAT SWINGING REVERSE STO TO TLA!
Crowd: HOLYSHIT!!! HOLYSHIT!!! HOLYSHIT!!! HOLYSHIT!!! HOLYSHIT!!! HOLYSHIT!!! HOLYSHIT!!! HOLYSHIT!!! HOLYSHIT!!! HOLYSHIT!!!
Stew-O: Are they dead yet!!??? Jeezus! Osamu Arcichida looks to be the only one showing any sign of life right now, but these men no doubt are going to be battered and bruised up a great deal regardless and will feel this one for days after this! The World Heavyweight Championship on the line, and you get the feeling this could go on another hour or two the way these men are really going after each other! Drake King had every opportunity to work his way to the win and retain his title but with as many times as TLA has kept coming at him in the past perhaps he’s hoping he can take out TLA for good!
Flannery McCoy: Easier said than done, Stew. The former World Heavyweight Champion has been in more Wars with high stakes involved more than Drake or Osamu combined, he knows this could go another hour or two, he understands, and yet he just doesn’t care! TLAs passion should never come into question, he’s got all the heart, and he just might use all that to lead him to a second World Championship! Now TLA stirring as is Drake King, bloody mess and all. King still has those brass knuckles on as TLA holding his midsection where he had just taken major blows from Drake King, still not able to rise under his own power! Osamu Arcichida rising to a vertical base as is Drake King! Both men unknowingly back into each, which instinctively prompts each man to alertly turnaround, and King looks to strike first! He comes at Osamu brass knucks and all, throws a punch with those brass knucks but Osamu ducks the strike by King and lands a picture perfect basement dropkick to the knee of Drake King! King goes down to a knee! Shining wizard now by Osamu that knocks King back! King stumbles back trying to stay on his feet, but Osamu not giving him any room rushes right at him. Stiff uppercuts followed by knife edged chops to the chest of King! Osamu whips Drake King into the ropes but King reverses the momentum and sends Osamu instead! King attempts to use those knucks again, but Osamu has it all scouted and ducks under behind King! Forearm strikes by Osamu! Backstabber! And King is down again! Now Osamu sees those knucks on the knuckles of King and manages to slip them off with a little resistance from King, but to no avail because Osamu is looking for some revenge for King’s attempts and perhaps from all the attacks where King has gotten the jump on him in the weeks leading up to this point!
Jake Mercer: Hey! HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING OSAMU!!?? THIS ISN’T RIGHT! DRAKE KING GETTING BEATEN MERCILESSLY IN THE HEAD WITH THOSE BRASS KNUCKS AS OSAMU HAS HIM MOUNTED! THAT IS YOUR PARAGON! YOUR SAVIOR! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!?? OH THANK GOD! TLA FROM BEHIND TO STOP THIS MESS!! THIS OSAMU ARCICHIDA IS DISGUSTING! HE’S DESPICABLE! THERE’S NO PLACE IN OUR BUSINESS FOR THOSE LOWLY TACTICS! Osamu now turns his attention to TLA and a Cartel kick by TLA misses its mark and now Osamu goes to the midsection and ribcage area with those brass knuckles that Drake King introduced into the match! TLA now definitely favoring his ribs as he drops to his knees holding his midsection! Osamu throws the brass knuckles through the cage and now grabs up TLA and looks for the best northern lights suplex! Don’t let him, oh thank God! TLA reversing the momentum! TLA pushed Osamu away! Fast striking combos coming furiously at Osamu Arcichida! Cartel kick connects this time! Another! It’s caught by Osamu! Enzigiri though by TLA that sends Osamu back into the ropes! TLA has him coming back! MEXICAN DESTROYER! AND OSAMU IS DOWN!
Stew-O: TLA IS TURNED AROUND NOW! MILLER LITE ON TLA BY DRAKE KING! DRAKE CRUMBLES BACK DOWN TO THE CANVAS BECAUSE HE’S TAKEN SO MUCH ABUSE FROM ALL THE DOUBLE TEAM COMBINATIONS OF BOTH HIS OPPONENTS, AND BEYOND THAT WE’RE APPROACHING ABOUT THE TWENTY MINUTE MARK OF THIS MATCH! BUT HE’S LIKELY JUST BOUGHT HIMSELF SOME TIME HERE!
Jake Mercer: He’s a bloody mess, but he’s still in it! The reality being here that Drake King is better than every generation of elitists to ever grace EAW, so is it really a surprise that he’s still alive! You all want to flush him down the toilet like he’s just this big huge piece of shit, but he’s showing you all why he’s the man in this company! Like him or hate him, there’s no quit in this man! Now all three men are stirring, barely. We got TLA crawling in one direction, Osamu Arcichida crawling in the opposite direction, and Drake King pulling the ropes, using them as leverage to pull himself up! All these men are now grabbing the cage, each looking toward the top!
Stew-O: They’re exhausted, they used so much strength trying to beat the hell out of each other but now exerting all that energy it’s finally caught up to them! Now they just want to reach up, and up, and up until they can reach the top and become the World Heavyweight Champion!
Flannery McCoy: Each man pulling themselves up, all are at about the same level as they continue to climb the cage! Again they’re tired, not able to climb as quickly as they would have were this a bit earlier in the matchup, but in a matter of minutes we could have a definite winner! The crowd is buzzing, and the atmosphere is electric! Each man looks like they’re going to reach the opening at the top at the same time! What happens if they all make it out at the same time!!?? Could there really be a draw in this first ever Dome of Death match here in Elite Answers Wrestling? I can’t fathom that anyone beyond Drake King would accept that decision. TLA the former Champion wants to be able to prove that his first and lone reign as a World Champion wasn’t a fluke, and Osamu Arcichida this is his chance for him to fulfill all the promise he showed back on NEO, and Voltage where he reigned as National Elite Champion once upon a time, and let’s not forget this is Drake King in first defense of what he hopes will be a history making reign! What’s gonna happen here? Things about to get real if one of these competitors falls downward from that high up!
Jake Mercer: I beg to differ, Flannery! Shows what you know. I’m sure TLA would along with Osamu and Drake would climb a tall building if the World Heavyweight Championship was the prize at the top! Each of these men have reached the center of the dome! They’re at the opening! Who’s going to climb out! Now they’re each throwing blows at each other, and they’re connecting! Neither of them are discriminating here, they’re throwing punches wildly at one another! This is crazy! This is chaos! Someone’s going to fall, and someone’s career is going to end and it better not be that of our World Heavyweight Champion! He holds no value if he’s dead for crying out loud! Let the man live a little!
Stew-O: Well, I don’t wanna hazard to guess what’s gonna happen if one, or all, these men were to plummet down into the ring down below! TLA nailing Osamu, and Osamu almost loses his grip! Osamu is dangling, hanging as he has now lost his footing! Osamu Arcichida is literally hanging on by a mere limb! Now Drake…DRAKE HAS IT! HE LITERALLY JUST POPPED HIS HEAD OUT THE TOP OF THE DOME BUT THE REFEREE IS RIGHT THERE! AND HE RULES THAT DRAKE NEEDS TO HAVE HIS WHOLE BODY UP AND OUT OF THE DOME OF DEATH! BUT HE CAN’T BECAUSE TLA IS THERE TOO! OH MY GOODNESS! TLA JUST TOOK QUITE BOOT TO THE FACE, BUT HE’S STILL HANGING ON! HE’S STILL ABLE TO PREVENT DRAKE FROM REACHING TO PULL HIMSELF UP AND OUT OF THE OPENING AT THE TOP OF THE DOME! NOW OSAMU GRABS A HOLD AND GETS A GOOD GRIP AT THE TOP WITH HIS OTHER HAND! SWAG SHOT BY TLA TO DRAKE! SWAG SHOT TO OSAMU! OSAMU LOSES HIS GRIP AND SLIPS! TLA CAUSED OSAMU TO SLIP BUT OSAMU WITH SOME LUCK IS STILL ALIVE! HE’S GOT A HOLD OF THE LEGS OF TLA TO KEEP HIM UP! NOW THEY’RE BOTH HANGING THERE! HOW LONG CAN TLA HOLD ON!!?? THIS IS INSANE!!
Flannery McCoy: YOU COULDN’T DRAW UP A WORSE SCENARIO IN A MATCH LIKE THIS! TLA IS BARELY HANGING ON, AND OSAMU IS HANGING ON WITH HIS ARMS WRAPPED AROUND THE LEGS OF TLA, AND HE’S TRYING TO PREVENT DRAKE KING FROM CLIMBING OUT! DRAKE KING IS TRYING FIGHT OFF TLA SO HE CAN WORK HIS WAY UP THROUGH THE OPENING OF THIS DOME! DRAKE THROWS A KICK AT TLA! IT CONNECTS ON TLA! ANOTHER KICK ATTEMPT BY DRAKE, BUT TLA CATCHES THE ATTEMPT! TLA HOLDING UP WITH ONE ARM WITH OSAMU DRAPED ON HIS LEGS! KING TRIES…HE’S PULLING HIMSELF THROUGH! BUT HE FALLS BACK THROUGH THE WHOLE! DRAKE IS HOLDING ON AT THE OPENING WITH ALL HIS STRENGTH! HE’S NOW HOLDING HIMSELF AND THE WEIGHT OF TWO OTHER MEN UP! THE REFEREE PEEKS HIS HEAD OVER TO SEE DRAKE HANGING ON! THE REFEREE’S EXPRESSION COULDN’T BETTER TELL THE STORY, HE’S INDECISIVE HERE OF WHETHER HE SHOULD LET THIS GO ON, OR CALL IT A MATCH!
Drake King: HEY REF, YOU IDIOT! PULL ME UP! I’M SLIPPING!!
Ref: I CAN’T DO THAT!
Drake King: ARE YOU REALLY TELLING ME YOU CAN’T SAVE ME RIGHT NOW! DAMMIT! I’M YOUR SUPERIOR!! YOU NEED TO SAVE ME! I’M THE FUTURE OF THIS COMPANY, AND IF I DON’T DIE I SWEAR TO GOD YOU WILL WHEN THIS IS OVER!!
Ref: I’VE GOT A JOB TO DO, MR. KING! I’M SORRY!! PLEASE DON’T KILL ME!
Drake King: I’M GONNA MAKE SURE THIS IS THE LAST MATCH YOU EVER WORK OF MINE! GOD I COULD CURSE RIGHT NOW!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
Ref: I THINK I’M DOIN’ ALRIGHT!
Drake King: YOU SUCK!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
Jake Mercer: What the heck is that referee doing? WHY ISN’T HE SAVING OUR PARAGON!!?? I GOTTA GO UP THERE AND SAVE HIM!! I’M COMING DRAKE!! :eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek:
(Gasps come from all the crowd who are witnesses)
Stew-O: What you sit down, Jake! OH MY GOD!!! DRAKE LET GO!!! AND THERE THEY GO!!!
Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!!
(The crowd noise says it all. The scene can hardly be explained. There is now a hole near the center of the ring as the support collapsed upon impact, and there’s no signs of life. An instant replay of the sequence is shown. We see Drake King let go with TLA and Osamu all at once, showing all falling and then colliding in the ring canvas and then the canvas giving out until none of the men are seen.)
Stew-O: AS GOD IS MY WITNESS, THEY’VE GOTTA BE DEAD!!! WE JUST SAW THREE MEN HANGING FROM TWENTY FEET IN THE AIR FALL THROUGH THE RING CANVAS!!! YOU DID NOT HEAR THAT INCORRECTLY FOR FOLKS LISTENING ON THE RADIO! AND I DON’T CARE IF YOU PEOPLE LISTENING TO US ON THE RADIO CAN BELIEVE THAT OR NOT, ALL YOU NEED TO DO IS LISTEN TO THESE RABID FANS IN BRAZIL AT THEIR LOUDEST AFTER WHAT THEY HAVE JUST WITNESSED, WHICH VERY WELL MIGHT’VE BEEN THREE DEATHS IN ABOUT TWO SECONDS!!! THESE PEOPLE LOVE IT, BUT I’M GENUINELY CONCERNED RIGHT NOW!!
(The referee who had the chance to save Drake peeks down to see what everyone else sees is genuinely in shock, and actually feels some sympathy.)
Ref: Damn! I’m gonna get fired! I’m gonna die! I could’ve been the hero! (He slaps his forehead in shame as he utters to himself) Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!
Flannery McCoy: We all are, Stew! These men are fighting for the greatest prize in our sport, but I don’t think anyone believed they’d go this far to get it! We’re talking about being 20 feet suspended in the air for several moments before plummeting straight down to the ground! There’s somewhat of a hush from this crowd now! EMS workers are now being allowed into the Dome of Death, they have the ambulance parked in the aisle way and stretchers are being prepared on the outside. Guys, I don’t truly know what to say. This match could be over just like that. Each of these men have gone back and forth in this bout, taking turns finding the advantage but when it came down to finding their way out they all had the same idea at the same time. Once they got to the top it was a matter of who was going to escape with the win, and it turns out that was never meant to happen at all!
Jake Mercer: I’m literally shook right now. How could this happen? There’s no way there aren’t any lawsuits handed out after this! Welp, I can certainly bet you one thing for sure, and this is the last time we see the Dome of Death match, I’ll tell you that right now! The name of this match should’ve told you all you needed to know, call it predictor if you will! I hope you’re listening, Star Stan!!! This one is on you!!
(Three stretchers are shown in the area where the hole in the ring lies. The first body to pop from the wreckage is Osamu Arcichida, but it’s under his own power much to the crowd’s surprise. We see Viz and Jessica Miller, the sister of Drake King out amongst the many officials just outside the Dome of Death. They both show great concern for the condition of Drake King. Osamu is exhausted but he’s deflecting all attention from the officials as he crawls out of the hole in the ring. TLA pops his head out next, and in a much similar fashion to Osamu Arcichida, he is not wanting much attention which gets applause from the fans. TLA uses the ropes near the corner of the ring where the hole was created by the fall of all three men in the match. Now the crowd reacts from a distance over to the left as Osamu attacks an official and then sends him into the side of the cage.)
Stew-O: Osamu Arcichida just attacked one of our officials, what’s he doing? Those men are just looking out for his well being! And now what?? Osamu just put another official down on the canvas with the CLASSIVE AGGRESSIVE! That devastating muscle buster maneuver! Osamu sees TLA leaving the wreckage and coming right for him! These two men are not done yet! This is crazy! We still got officials and EMS workers here in the ring tending to the fallen Drake King, and this match apparently still goes on! Cartel Kick by TLA misses as Osamu able to avoid the contact! Very Mexican Uppercuts from TLA and these are connecting! But Osamu strikes back with stuff uppercuts of his own followed by knife edged chops to the chest! Irish whip into a short arm clothesline that TLA is able to avoid!
(The battle in the ring continues, and soon enough we see Drake King bloody, depleted, and nearly out of it being ushered out of the hole in the ring. King seems to be barely moving at this point as officials continue to ask him if he can continue. To this King is unresponsive, even in an awake state, which could indicate that he’s possibly concussed.)
Flannery McCoy: We’ve got a match going on in the ring, Drake King is still coming to here. He’s not really responded to the officials! TLA whipped to the corner turnbuckle by Osamu Arcichida, but he anticipated well! BURNOUT!!! THE CORKSCREW 360 SENTON BY TLA! STANDING 420! THE STANDING SHOOTING STAR PRESS BY TLA!!! Now mounted punches by TLA! TLA back to his feet, he turns and he’s met with a superkick from out of nowhere by Drake King!
Jake Mercer: YES!!! Hahahahahahaha!! I don’t know how, but the Paragon lives you guys! He’s really really alive! And he’s looking really angry now as he takes it right to Osamu Arcichida! Shoulder thrusts to the midsection by Drake King to Osamu Arcichida! Now he sits him up on the corner turnbuckle! Osamu is fighting off Drake but Drake is still determined to land his move! NO! WAIT A MINUTE! OSAMU HAS DRAKE! HE CAN’T DO THIS! THIS REALLY WILL KILL DRAKE! HE’S GOT DRAKE DRAPED OVER HIM! HE’S LOOKING FOR THE OSAKA DROP! NO WAY! DON’T DO THIS! OSAMU LEAPS OFF FROM THE TOP TURNBUCKLE BUT HE COLLAPSES TO THE CANVAS INSTEAD!
Stew-O: DRAKE KING WITH PURE INSTINCTS HELD ON TO THE CAGE TO AVOID THAT DEVASTATING OSAKA DROP THAT I HAVE NO DOUBT WOULD HAVE ENDED DRAKE’S NIGHT AND HIS REIGN AS WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! OSAMU TRIES TO RECOVER! TLA FROM BEHIND! HE LIFTS OSAMU UP! VERY MEXICAN DESTROYER TO OSAMU! NO! IT’S COUNTERED! CLASSIVE AGGRESSIVE TO TLA! TLA ESCAPES! CARTEL KICK MISSES BY TLA, OSAMU DUCKS IT! DRAKE KING LEAPS OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! MODIFIED TOP ROPE CON HILO CONNECTS BY DRAKE KING! DOWN GOES TLA AND OSAMU!
Flannery McCoy: The champ back in control of this match, and officials and EMS workers that were present earlier on are now on the outside just in case they are needed! The cage has been shut and padlocked again! The Visual Prophet and Jessica Miller are on the outside as well showing concern for the wounded Champion! Osamu is grabbed up by Drake King, and King is trying to send Osamu into the cage wall! But it’s blocked by Osamu! Now it’s Osamu’s turn! Osamu tosses Drake head first into the cage wall! He does it again and gets the same result! Drake falls to a knee! SWAG SHOT TO DRAKE! Such disrespect! Drake now on trying to recover but TLA crosses the legs of Drake and turns him over into a modified cloverleaf! He calls it the lasso from El Paso! Osamu drops back bending and arching his back while grabbing Drake by the chin! It’s a modified Muta Lock by Osamu Arcichida! Drake King yelling out in obvious pain! The pain has to be excruciating!
Jake Mercer: This is so unfair! Drake has been double teamed more often than not right throughout this matchup! Drake’s pain threshold levels are off the charts though, this man will not give in! He’s giving neither man the satisfaction! Now both TLA and Osamu release their respective submission holds in succession, finally! Drake rolls away from the scene! The damage may have already been done! Where’s Drake going? He just went down that opening in the ring while TLA and Osamu begin slugging it out! But where’d Drake go?
Stew-O: Both TLA and Osamu trading blows back and forth! Both trying to find the opening they need to finally put their opponent away! Clothesline missed by TLA! Irish whip by Osamu that sends TLA to the ropes, but TLA stops his momentum from sending him into the cage wall of this steel structure known as the Dome of Death! This was the match voted as most wanted to see by our fans, and so far we’ve seen a little of everything! This is a first in EAW. The first person to escape out the top of this demonic structure wins. Osamu is attempting a German suplex to TLA but TLA holds on! He’s blocking it! Headbutt by TLA that slightly dazes Osamu but Osamu having none of it as he connects with stiff blows to the back of the head! Now he has TLA! German suplex to TLA! But TLA lands on his feet! CROSSED PATHS! THAT CROSSARMBREAKER OF TLA! OSAMU YELLS OUT IN PAIN! BUT HE DOESN’T GO DOWN! OSAMU SHOWING SOME AMAZING STRENGTH HERE! TLA TRYING TO GET THE ORCHESTRATOR TO THE GROUNDED POSITION WHERE HE CAN REALLY CINCH THIS SUBMISSION MANEUVER IN!
Flannery McCoy: OSAMU SHOWING AMAZING COURAGE HERE AS HE LIFTS THE WEIGHT OF TLA UP! LOOK AT THE STRENGTH! NOW OSAMU GRABS TLA WITH HIS OTHER ARM! HE’S GOT A HOLD ON TLA! WHAT’S HE GONNA DO??? OH MY GOD HE SWINGS TLA WHO STILL HAS THE SUBMISSION HOLD AND HE SENDS TLA INTO THE CAGE WALL! TLA RELEASES THE HOLD! TLA IS DAZED AND THAT’S ALL THE OPENING THAT OSAMU NEEDS! CLASSIVE AGGRESSIVE! THE MUSCLE BUSTER ON TLA!!! AND TLA IS OUT! OSAMU NOW LOOKING UP TO THE OPENING JUST AS HAD AT THE BEGINNING OF THIS CONTEST! AND NOW HE’S SLOWLY BEGINNING HIS CLIMB TOWARD THE HEAVENS TO PERHAPS REACH HIS DESTINY! HE COULD BE MERE MOMENTS AWAY FROM WINNING HIS FIRST WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP IN ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING! CAN HE DO IT!!??
Jake Mercer: This is a horrible night! Osamu helps take Drake King out of the equation, and now he takes out TLA! Not this man, not now! AND THERE HE IS! OH YES!!! THERE IS A GOD, AND HE’S BLESSED US WITH THE MOST INTELLIGENT, RESILIENT, AND RESOURCEFUL MAN ALIVE! IT’S DRAKE, AND HE’S BROUGHT INSURANCE WITH HIM IN THE FORM OF THAT STEEL CHAIR! DRAKE ON HIS FEET!
Stew-O: Drake King is swinging that chair like a madman! He’s completely lost it! And Osamu finally gives into the blows he’s taking from all these chair shots by Drake! Drake’s last desperate attempt to keep his Championship dreams alive just might be his best! Osamu falls to the canvas! Drake places the chair in position and then hurries and grabs up Osamu! He brings the dead limp body of Osamu and positions him right over the steel chair! MIRRORS EDGE!!! THE SWINGING REVERSE STO ON OSAMU ARCICHIDA ON THE CHAIR! NOW TLA STARTING TO RISE, AND NOW A CHAIRSHOT TO THE SKULL FOR HIS TROUBLES! AND ANOTHER ONE! TLA WON’T GO DOWN! DRAKE SWINGS AGAIN BUT TLA DUCKS AND TLA GOES TO ATTACK DRAKE BUT DRAKE STILL HAS THAT CHAIR AND HE DELIVERS A HARD STAB OF THE END OF THAT CHAIR INTO THE GUT OF TLA WHO’D ALREADY ABSORBED SHOTS TO THE SAME AREA FROM BRASS KNUCKLES THAT DRAKE BROUGHT INTO THE MATCH EARLIER ON! TLA KEELED OVER AND DRAKE TAKES ADVANTAGE BRINGING THAT CHAIR DOWN HARD ON THE BACK OF TLA WHO CRUMBLES TO HIS KNEES! THESE FANS IN BRAZIL ARE BOOING THE HELL OUT OF THE LOWLY TACTICS THIS MAN HAS EXACTED ON HIS OPPONENTS! DRAKE WITH ONE LAST CHAIR SHOT TO THE HEAD OF TLA AND THIS ONE MAY HAVE JUST BUSTED HIM OPEN! TLA IS BARELY STIRRING NOW! BUT DRAKE IS NOT DONE!!
Flannery McCoy: Drake placing that chair back on the ring canvas in good position! TLA doesn’t seem to know where he’s at! Oh no! Drake is smiling through that red crimson mask, and now he takes off as he has TLA right where he wants him! FALLEN KINGDOM!!! DRAKE JUST CONNECTED WITH THAT CURB STOMP TO TLA ON THE CHAIR! DRAKE KING FALLS BACK AGAINST THE ROPES MOMENTARILY TRYING TO FIND THE STRENGTH AS HE LOOKS UPWARD TOWARD THE OPENING TO THE DOME! THIS CAGE THAT’S NOT BEEN KIND TO HIM IN THE LEAST! AND NOW DRAKE REACHES UP FOR THE FIRST TIME IN A WHILE AND THIS TIME HE’S ALL ALONE AS HE STARTS HIS CLIMB!
Jake Mercer: I’ll take it from here, Flan. It’s not like you thought we would ever see this moment happening, but I did! I knew Drake would find a way! He’s not the Paragon for no reason! He’s continuing to climb and his opposition is nowhere in sight! Osamu Arcichida is just barely beginning to stir but he’s in no shape to rise up after the abuse his body has taken not to mention the calculated attack of Drake that did a number on him! TLA is stirring, but this is OVER! Drake has now made it to the opening of the Dome of Death! He’s reaching up with one hand, and now the other. He pulls himself up with every last bit of strength that he has! HE’S DONE IT! HE’S DONE! CHAMP RETAINS!
(The referee at the top of the cage signals to the official down below who signals to the time keeper, while we see the Visual Prophet, Drake’s Unified Tag Team Champion partner and Jessica Miller beginning to celebrate.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Zero’ by Crown The Empire starts up again as the crowd continues to rain down jeers at the final result. Drake King rests at the top of the Dome of Death. He doesn’t accept the referee’s acknowledgement or sympathy as he continues to rest his ravaged body as his music continues to play. A quick shot into the ring we see the opening in the ring where Drake, Osamu, and TLA had crash landed several minutes earlier and then shots of both TLA and Osamu Arcichida still down and not able to stand just yet under their own power. The cage door has now been opened. Officials and EMS workers re-enter the Dome of Death now to do their jobs.)
Stephie Love: The winner of the first ever DOME OF DEATH MATCH….AND STILL WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION….DRAKE!!!!! KING!!!!
Stew-O: Through Hell and back he went a few different times during the course of this match, but somehow, someway Drake King has survived and he remains on top of the wrestling world!
Flannery McCoy: He’s making his way down the Dome of Death to meet his cheerleading section who await him at the bottom, all two of them, in the form of The Visual Prophet and Jessica Miller! But I can only imagine this is going to be referred to as the Infamous Done of Death after this! These men put their careers and lives on the line for ultimate prize, and they all look worse for wear to say the least! Drake basically being dragged as he’s barely able to stand, being supported by both Prophet and Miller who stand on each side of Drake slowly helping him to the back! Osamu and TLA gave it all they had, this really could have gone to either one of them just as much as it did for Drake, they pulled out all the stops and placed themselves in position several times to take this moment, but we got to give it up to the champ. He really showed us something we didn’t even think he had.
(The shot shows The Visual Prophet holding all the title belts, who especially looks proud of his tag team partner just beaming with happiness while his sister Jessica Miller shows more concern and sympathy than anything else seeing her brother a ravaged mess.)
Jake Mercer: The first correct assessment you made all night when it came to our Paragon and Savior! Drake King has proven exactly what we all knew, and that’s that he is one of the best! If this match doesn’t show that to you blind ignorant haters out there then I don’t know what would. Take the beating of a life time? He did it, and he smiled. Nearly die a couple of times and still take risks? He did it, and he never even hesitated! Had nothing left in the tank and still willed his way to victory? Consider it done and done! What else could you ask for? That’s why he’s the man on Dynasty! That’s why he’s inevitable, period! There is your winner and still World Heavyweight Champion, Drake King!
(The final shot shows a still bloodied Drake King, exhausted and all, along with Visual Prophet and Jessica Miller still standing at each side holding Drake’s arms in victory as the sound of the jeers continue to reign down.)
(EAW logo buzzes)