John Helms
(EAW intro plays.)
(As always, a recap of last week’s episode of Sunday Night Voltage is shown: Ms. Extreme comes out to address the match that she has against Holly Arrow for the Universal Women’s Championship in two weeks time. Holly then comes out with Josh, making a statement and saying all Champions are on borrowed time, Ms. Extreme especially. Jay Jerry Johnson and Kirk Redwood then fight in a No Disqualification match for Number One Contendership for the National Elite Championship, where Kirk manages to come out on top. Chris Elite then comes out to reveal his replacement partner for Tag Tournament, who is shown to be the returning Jake Smith who makes a promise that he’s going to help his team to victory. Sebastian Garcia and the debuting Kelin fight in one-on-one action where in the end, it’s Kelin that is victorious in his first match. Captain Charisma then groups what’s left of the Brand Warfare team up and reveals they get to have a match of they’re choosing at any time with any condition they desire. Everyone is left satisfied, while Donovan Duke comes in afterwards and is given his reward for coming out on top in Divide & Conquer, which is a shot at the EAW World Championship. The Woogieman then returns to in-ring action going up against Rebecca Blackwell, in which Rebecca gets the victory. After that Miku Sakai comes out and talks about Mary and how she was eyeing her up and down, saying that she’s going to give Rebecca the first crack at her Specialists Championship, before a brawl unfolds where Rebecca stands tall. Shane Gates then comes out to talk about the bullshit of Kirk Redwood getting a National Elite Championship shot, and how if he doesn’t get one himself he’s going to make sure Kirk doesn’t make it. Minerva then joins the talk, happily giving him a shot without a problem. Josh then stumbles into the set as Holly quickly catches him, Shane threatens the dog leaving Holly creeped out, and while she runs away a brief shot of Lizzie The Doll is seen. Minerva and Lucas Johnson then face off in a match against one another where Minerva stands tall along with Myles. Afterwards Amir Yusuf comes out and gives a New Breed Championship opportunity to Lucas, telling him not to let him down. Rebecca and Mary once again come out and talk about Kensi & Lisa Wren, which leads Kensi and Lisa to interrupt, saying that they’ll face him, but only on home turf, which Marybecca happily accepts. Alex Myers and Ryan Wilson face off against Candice Blair and Danny Tanner in a match that ends in quadruple countout, ruling it a no contest, leaving everyone unhappy to compensate. New Eden then come out, talking about the Jamie attack and how their respective challengers along with the Tag Team Turmoil Tournament will face the same result, New Eden on top. Donovan Duke and Justin Windgate then have a match where in the end, it’s Justin that comes out on top. Then in the main event Drake King and Holly Arrow go up against one another where Drake comes out on top. In the end it’s Ms. Extreme that lays out Holly and makes a huge statement while standing tall surprisingly with Drake to end the recap.)
(’33rd Blakk Glass’ by Sosmula and ZillaKami is then heard blasting through the speakers of the arena as it cuts to the Voltage stage where gold pyro is seen shooting out endlessly to the awe of the crowd. It pans around to the moshpit that we call the EAW Universe in attendance who are jamming along and all in all, are hyped about the show. It then goes to the broadcasting booth from there with Rich Russillo, James Peters, and Persephone.)
Rich Russillo: Damas y caballeros, estamos a dos semanas del espectáculo MÁS DIVERTIDO de la temporada. Le damos la bienvenida esta noche … ¡A LA TENSIÓN DEL DOMINGO POR LA NOCHE!
Persephone: What?
James Peters: He just said welcome to Voltage.
Persephone: Ok.
James Peters: Thank you for joining us tonight as we are here with a star-studded card as per. With our Tag Team Turmoil Tournament finally reaching the semi-finals and finding out tonight who will be facing off at Wicked Games between Donovan Duke and Minerva or Jake Smith and Chris Elite, along with Drake King and Ms. Extreme or Myles and Justin Windgate. It’s one hell of a show and I can’t wait!
Persephone: I can’t wait either… FOR THE SHOW TO FINISH! I just can’t wait until we get to Wicked Games, at least there’s going to be untame violence there. Here? Not so much, it’s disappointing, but what the hell can you do about it? Whatever, let’s just get to the matches or whatever the hell is first honestly.
(The camera then goes from the broadcasting booth to the ring, where it’s set-up to be just as expected, especially considering what’s kicking off the show. The first thing that the viewers at home see is a bright pink LED sign that reads “GETTING CANDID” in vibrant text with a cursive font below it that adds on “WITH CANDICE BLAIR” making it obvious what this is. The staple talkshow is decked out in the usual with candy based items and a super, feminine girly look to it. Before the camera pans to show none other than Candice Blair seated on a fluffy pink couch.)
Candice Blair: HOW ARE WE DOING TONIGHT PUERTO RICO?!?!
(The crowd cheers their heart out as Candice pulls a lollipop from a bucket next to her. She unwraps it and begins to lick it in a teasing fashion, teasing the crowd with a smirk on her face while she acts like she does nothing out of the ordinary.)
Candice Blair: Of course we are here tonight, your favorite talk show, kicking off Sunday Night Voltage, as we should 😌. I’ll admit, it’s been a hot minute :wow:, but we all know exactly why we’re here tonight! Getting the scoop better than Fight Grid can and interviewing the best that Elite Answers Wrestling has to offer! Isn’t that just absolutely splendid?! Now, it’d be real stupid of me not to say this, but for the first time, I’m not the only one hosting this show! Getting Candid has a VERY special guest tonight, someone who will be a co-host along with me for the evening! Soooo… let’s give a warm welcome to DANNY TANNER!!!
(The crowd roars in approval upon hearing the GOAT’s name along with ‘Loser’ by Charles Hamilton beginning to play up. In an instant, Danny Tanner bursts through the backstage curtain and onto the stage with an ecstatic look on his face as he looks around at the crowd who absolutely adores him at the moment. He rubs his hands in anticipation before speed walking down the ramp and towards the ring. He immediately slides into the ring, climbing up to the top rope and hyping up the crowd before he jumps down and begins to make his way towards his seat. Candice holds out her hand for a high five, which Danny responds to, shakingly, with one in response. It isn’t long after that ‘Loser’ fades out and Danny gets comfortable in his respective seat next to Candice.)
Candice Blair: Hiii Danny! Thank you for joining us tonight 😄!
(Danny looks to respond quickly but is stopped as his eyes catch Candice’s. He watches Candice lick the lollipop, and let’s just say he doesn’t take it very well. For a moment he’s stuck in a trance, leaving long and awkward silence for a good moment. But before anything can get out of hand for him, Danny manages to snap himself out of it. He shakes his head before beginning to speak, or atleast, attempting to.)
Danny Tanner: Y-y-y-y-y… y-your… wel… wellllll…. come… I-I-I appre…appreciate! The… the… invi… invi… invi-
Candice Blair: NO PROBLEM! No worries guys, he’s just nervous, it’s his first time hosting something so we gotta cut him some slack. Here, let’s make you feel right at home, take this, it’ll make all the jitters go away!
(Candice takes the lollipop and suggestively sucks it for a long moment, leaving Danny’s mouth completely ajar. She smiles before holding it out to Danny, passing it towards him and for a good moment, he just looks at it. With a shaky hand, he slowly begins to take it and look towards it. He slowly brings it towards him and stares at it, keeping his eyes fixated on it. It’s taking everything in him not to lick it and get some of her saliva in her mouth, because it would look weird, obviously. So for now, he just continues to look at it, while Candice is absolutely oblivious to it and keeps the talk show rolling.)
Candice Blair: I feel like it’s only fitting to talk about what happened last week after me and Danny’s little tag match against the team of Alex Myers and Ryan Wilson. And unfortunately, for obvious reasons, I feel a bit unsatisfied when it comes to how it went down. I will not deny that Alex and Ryan are a bunch of big bitches that I 100% know that me and Danny are better than, They talked a big game and underestimated my partner here and we were intent on making sure that they were shut up and put in their place. But yes, the match ended up being a countout, due to all four of us not being able to make it into the ring. Am I a bit sour about it? Yes, but at the same time, any competent person would know that I could run laps around Ryan and Alex any given day of the week 🍵. So at the end of the day, what can we really do about it? I’m just going to have to keep the ball rolling just like I always have and focus on being the best Candice I can be! How about you, Danny?
(As suspected, the only thing that Candice got in response was complete silence. It’s apparent that Danny didn’t hear him, too busy once again keeping his focus on the lollipop and still debating whether or not he should lick it or not. Candice flutters his eyes at Danny for a moment before shrugging her shoulders nonchalantly and turning towards the camera.)
Candice Blair: Alright, nevermind then! Let me continue my rundown then :wow:. I don’t really know what’s in store for me when it comes to Wicked Games, I know the time is really starting to tick and I’m really anxious to figure that out, because there is absolutely no chance in hell that I’m going to miss out on that Free-Per-View, imagine the costume I could wear 😊. But there is still today and next week to fill in those puzzle pieces for now, I’m not really in a rush. But since my good friend here doesn’t have much to say, I think it’s time we introduce our guests, because what would Getting Candid be if we didn’t have some? Ladies and gentlemen, please give a warm welcome… to ALEX MYERS AND RYAN WILSON!!!
(‘While She Sleeps’ by New World Torture begins to blare through the speakers of the arena, while Alex Myers is seen making their way out to the stage with a very disgruntled look on their face. They stand at the center of the stage, staring a hole into the two people that stand in the ring, while ‘While She Sleeps’ is replaced by ‘The Only Thing They Fear Is You.’ by Mick Gordon. Where the already negative reaction turns to absolutely thunderous boos upon seeing Ryan Wilson make his way out to the ring, with a similarly annoyed look on his face, which makes apparent how they feel about what happened last week. They both make their way down the ramp and towards the ring, Alex jumping up onto the apron and entering into the ring while Ryan makes his way around the ring and snatches a microphone from the timekeeper’s area. They both surround the ring like a pack of wolves for a split second before ‘The Only Thing They Fear Is You’ fades out. Alex and Ryan don’t bother to take a seat, they just stand there, Ryan with his arms crossed and Alex leaning against the ropes. Before Candice can even greet them, Ryan pushes through verbally and begins to speak.)
Ryan Wilson: Do you know what makes me real sick, Candice? Do you have a good clue? It’s a getting a no contest by technicality last week and being invited to a stupid talk show by the same people that were involved in that decision. It makes me real sick, because it feels like you want to rub it in our faces that you narrowly survived our wrath, NARROWLY! It really rubs me a bad way and certifies exactly how I should feel about you. You’re nothing more than a stuck up bitch, and this whole facade of hiding behind this cheerful and joyous personality isn’t going to stand much longer in my eyes Candice, you hear me?!
Alex Myers: Our intentions were to get back on track last week. To comeback from a disappointing loss in the Tag Team Turmoil Tournament and take the next step in our careers, and that was intended to be easy. Admit it Candice, we had you dead to rights. We all know that Ryan and I are 10-times better than you or Danny could ever imagine yourselves to be, and it makes us sick that us beating you both to a pulp like we intended didn’t come to fruition. So to just be content with this countout and move on, I’m sorry Candice, that’s not how we fucking roll. Personally, I’m not so happy, especially considering I lost to HIM!
(Alex points their finger towards Danny, who looks up completely startled, finally breaking his trance. Candice raises an eyebrow, seeming to be ready to fend them off from whatever verbal onslaught they’re going to throw Danny’s way.)
Ryan Wilson: You’re damn right, a loser and a bigger loser should be light work, but unfortunately you had to be persistent despite facing inevitable defeat. We both know that even if you were apparently as good as you said you were, you’d be held down by this anchor-like goofball who probably couldn’t tell you what 2+2 is. He’s BBB level and despite that, you want to fucking tell me that you possess an iota of hope for him?! Tabarnak, I guess you really are as bullshit as we thought you were. It’s embedded in him, written on the walls in bold, red ink, HE’S A LOSER! There is no proving wrong to be had when it comes to it, he’s pathetic, he’s nothing, and he’s going to end up exactly where he belongs if we happen to step into the ring with one another for a second time. In his mother’s basement, though I have an assumption that he’s there regardless.
Alex Myers: He’s a lonely virgin that deserves to be an absolute nobody just like intended. He has no place in EAW but, given the benefit of the doubt, he has the rights to be a relegated enhancement talent. He has NO PLACE near two people like us and I find it real dreadful to have to admit that somehow we’re logistically on an equal plane with someone like HIM! I don’t see why you hold so much fucking faith in him, and I don’t see why you had to so quickly jump at his defense two weeks ago and get yourself involved in this type of bullshit. You need to realize that the only thing this is going to lead you into is nothing but trouble, at our hands. Because just like Ryan said, if the two of us are in the ring with the two of you once again? Then you better believe you probably won’t live to see the end of it. So if you ask me? Back the fuck off, if you know what’s good for you.
Candice Blair: Alright, I’ve heard enough, shut the fuck up. In case you didn’t realize, it’s getting real sickening hearing Danny Tanner slander and it’s not something that I’m going to stand for in the slightest. Seeing as I’m someone that has stood by Danny the most throughout his time here in EAW, I can say for certain that he is better than the both of you ever could be, in more ways than one. He has a heart of gold and a fighting spirit that surpasses many and really, what more could you want out of a person??? He has more of that than you two could ever say you had and that’s why you didn’t get the results that you wanted last week. Not because of some bullshit excuse that allows you to sweep under the rug the truth, but the fact that Danny put up a fight and was just as close to winning as the two of you were. And just because you’re bitter about what happened, doesn’t mean you have to take it out on us. I’m honored to be teaming with Danny, and I’m going to stick by his side regardless and keep doing my thing just like he will. So if you could, maybe YOU TWO should mind your own businesses.
(Danny in response to all of this, just steps back. He doesn’t say much, instead he watches the argument unfold with metaphoric and quite possibly literal hearts in his eyes as Candice swoops in and comes to his defense. Meanwhile, Alex is just standing there, absolutely disgusted.)
Alex Myers: You know, I have a question for you, Candice. What kind of person is Danny if he’s this fucking willing to let another person fight for him. Get the fuck out of here Candice and stay in your own lane, I want to hear from the man himself. I want to know what he has to say for himself instead of hearing from some second hand source. This is bullshit.
(Alex turns their attention towards Danny, who is just standing there looking at the two of them standing before him and Candice. He looks to open his mouth, but before he can do that…)
Ryan Wilson: You know what? You can’t, I get that Alex wants to hear it from you, but I’m going to save you the embarrassment of making a complete fool out of yourself and speak for you when I say this. You’re a fucking pussy and I don’t care if Candice tries to hide it or not behind all that plastic she calls a chest, you deserve NOTHING! ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! You are absolutely pathetic and you deserve the worst, I don’t even know how you even got close to me in the first place and why you didn’t just run away when Alex punched you in your nose and gave you something to remember, because it’s something that you’re very accustomed to doing. If I were you? I’d ask for my release, because clearly this is some real shit that you do not want to get yourself into, little man.
(Ryan looks absolutely furious while he speaks and while Danny tries to speak again…)
Candice Blair: Of course you’re going to interrupt him and try to speak some bullshit acting like it’s some sort of truth. You know, I’d take this real seriously if this wasn’t coming from Ryan Wilson, someone who is filled to the brim with lies and deceit and speaks what’s on his mind purely out of ego. You’re someone who just doesn’t know when to shut up and believe me, it gets you in more trouble than Danny could ever be in. You’re someone that will never genuinely be taken seriously in the eyes of many yet despite that, you’re going to pretend it’s otherwise and act all macho, which is what brings you out here and which is what makes you say the things you say at the moment. So let me speak for YOU this time, stop speaking.
(In response to what Candice has to say, Alex starts to absolutely crack up, backing themselves against a corner and composing themselves for a good moment. Ryan squints his eyes, concealing his anger before absolutely yelling at him. It’s at this point where their tense argument turns to a garble at words that are very hard to pull out seeing as both of them are yelling at one another at the same time. Overall, it’s a hectic situation that looks to blow up at any moment if it continues to get out of hand, all while Danny continues to stand there. He’s at this point where he puts his hands over his ears and begins yelling at the top of his lungs.)
Danny Tanner: SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP!
(Surprisingly, all the talking completely stops. Other than the crowd’s reactions, it’s completely silent from the four individuals that stand in the ring. Danny gets up to his feet and begins to pace around, he has his hands still cupped to his ears and a scrunched up look on his face before composing himself, and looking specifically towards Alex Myers.)
Rich Russillo: DANNY TANNER JUST SWUNG AT ALEX MYERS AND CONNECTED WITH A HUGE RIGHT HAND FIST! A HUGE DISPLAY OF BALLS BEING SHOWN BY DANNY AT THE MOMENT AS HE SEEMS TO HAVE HAD ENOUGH WHEN IT COMES TO THE SITUATION! I HAVE A FEELING THIS ISN’T GOING TO TURN OUT WELL!
(Alex is sent backwards, stumbling into a candy display which tips over and knocks down a vase filled to the brim with skittles. Immediately Danny looks towards the vase, then back at Alex, before lunging towards them with pure adrenaline.)
James Peters: DANNY SNATCHES THE VASE AND EMPTIES IT OFF HIS CONTENTS, BEGINNING TO BASH IT AGAINST THE HEAD OF ALEX RELENTLESSLY! CANDICE BLAIR DOESN’T GIVE RYAN WILSON TIME TO THINK MEANWHILE, LUNGING FORWARD AND DROPPING HIM TO THE GROUND BEFORE BEGINNING TO ABSOLUTELY GO HAM ON HIM WITH PUNCH AFTER PUNCH TOWARDS HIS HEAD! THIS IS CLEARLY GETTING OUT OF HAND! BUT WHAT THE HELL DID WE EXPECT?!
Persephone: You know what I think any of them in the ring should do? I think they should overdose their opposition with some candy in that stupid girly looking set over there, and give them diabetes which overtime begins to slowly kill their body and turn them into a glob of fat and send them to the morgue. Long term victory if you ask me.
Rich Russillo: WELL IT LOOKS LIKE THIS BRAWL ISN’T GOING TO GO ON FOR MUCH LONGER! HERE COMES SECURITY WHO RUSHES OUT OF THE BACKSTAGE AREA AND BEGINS TO PRY THE FOUR OF THEM OFF ONE ANOTHER! THEY’RE ABSOLUTELY UNLOADING ON ONE ANOTHER AND BEATING THE STUFFING OUT OF ALL OF THEM RESPECTFULLY! BUT ALL GOOD THINGS HAVE TO COME TO AN END HERE ON VOLTAGE! THIS BRAWL HAS BEEN HALTED!
???: Hey hey hey! Let’s all calm down right here!
(While security is splitting up the four Elitists, the camera shows Voltage Commissioner: Captain Charisma rushing out to the stage. He has his hand raised in the air and his microphone held in the other, trying to find some resolution to this brawl and calm everyone down, which, for the most part, is what happens. Once Captain Charisma comes out, everyone calms down a bit especially taking into consideration the fact that they have been separated from one another. Security still keeps a good grip on them as Captain Charisma begins to speak.)
Captain Charisma: Look, I understand that the four of you have some unfinished business with another, I think that’s something that we’ve made apparent. And judging from what I’ve just seen, it’s clear that Danny and Alex have a problem with one another more than anyone else, so you know what? Let’s do something about it! At Wicked Games, it’ll be Alex Myers going up against Danny Tanner in one-on-one competition!
(The crowd absolutely roars in approval but in an instant, Captain Charisma calms them down seeing as he’s not done with the announcements just yet.)
Captain Charisma: Now if there’s one thing I don’t want to do? Is leave Candice and Ryan out of the fun seeing as though all of them have a bone to pick with one another, so I think this is an easy decision coming from me. At Wicked Games, it will be Candice Blair facing off against Ryan Wilson as well! I’m sure that makes everyone satisfied, which makes my job done. Puerto Rico, thank you for joining us tonight and I hope you enjoy the show!
(‘Self Help Tape’ by Moses Sumney begins to play up, absolutely leaving the crowd unhinged for two major match announcements for Wicked Games. It pans the camera towards the four competitors being escorted away by security, who all look satisfied at the announcement that Captain Charisma has given. It’s the last shot seen before Voltage ultimately begins to fade out from there, to commercial break.)
(Voltage fades to a promotional ad for Wicked Games, where Candice Blair faces Ryan Wilson.)
(The shot fades to Bella Braxton, inside the ring, prepared to introduce the first match of the night.)
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A SINGLES MATCH AND IT IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
(Crowd repeats; “ONE FALL!”)
(‘New Tank’ by GOATboi Carti begins to play as Jay Jerry Johnson eagerly makes his way onto the stage, the EAW crowd giving him a primarily positive reaction as he cracks his neck and prepares to kick off the action.)
Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST, WRESTLING OUT OF CHICAGO, ILLINOIS!! WEIHING IN AT 198 POOOUUNNDSSS, JAYYYYY ‘THE CHARISAMITCCC ARTISTTTT’ JERRY JOHNSONNNNNNN!!!!
(Crowd cheers as Jay makes his way down the ramp.)
Rich Russillo: Jay Jerry Johnson has been a prominent presence in the lens of EAW’s most promising young lions. He certainly has all the tools to be successful here and his exciting style makes him a must-watch elitist, and it’s wins like this, the ones on Voltage every week, that count. Not even just the wins, but this experience and these opponents will transform him into a star in EAW. He truly does have the tools to do it, so tonight, we’re going to see if he has the resolve to prove to himself that he can do it.
(Jay enters the ring and poses on the ropes, the music then fades as ‘Forever’ by Drake, Kanye West, Eminem and Lil Wayne begins to echo throughout the arena. Kelin’s titantron plays on the screen as he brings all that energetic swagger to the Voltage stage. The fans roar for Kelin as he waves to them and signals for the fans all the way in the outskirts of the crowd.)
Bella Braxton: AND HIS OPPONENT, WRESTLING OUT OF YOAKUM, TEXASSSS!!! WEIGHING IN AT 218 POOUUNNNDSSSS, ‘THE SHOW STEALLLERRRRR’ KELIIIIINNNNNNNN!!!!
(The crowd cheers as Kelin, a big smile on his face, makes his way down to the ring. Dawning a leather jacket and big sunglasses.)
James Peters: The fans certainly love this guy! Not much experience under his belt, but we’re also looking at one of the most pure athletes EAW has. He can do it all and he can do it looking better than everyone else. Kelin has that natural elitist charisma that these fans just love and also that beautiful and technical wrestling style, but he’s gonna have a true test in front of him tonight. A mountain to climb and a man who has more experience than him. Kelin knows that if there was ever a time to make a statement in EAW, it’s right now! He won’t let this slip through his fingers!
(Kelin rolls into the ring and pats Jay on the back, energetically bounding to the second turnbuckle and signaling to the fans. He then takes his jacket off and says he’s ready.)
DING! DING! DING!
James Peters: Here we go! Jay Jerry Johnson and Kelin are kicking off our first action of the night and they both look ready to get back into that win column tonight! Kelin obviously the fresher face in EAW, but both are still out to make a name for themselves and make it known that they’re not in EAW for anything but the toughest challenges! Jay Johnson and Kelin both circle one another, but it’s Kelin who is able to grab his wrists and push him back to the turnbuckles. Jay turns it around and tries to trap Kelin in the corner, but Kelin turns out of it and now keeps hold of Jay’s wrist. Solid technical work from Kelin already!
Rich Russillo: He tries to sling Jay to the other side of the ring with an irish whip, but Jay turns it around and now throws Kelin across the ring! Kelin gets a foot on the bottom rope and jumps to the sedona turnbuckle. Jay charges in after him, but Kelin plants a boot square on the face of Jay, now getting back on his feet and driving a European uppercut into the chin of Jay! Jay Johnbson is stunned as Kelin now bounces off the ropes-
James Peters: Now it’s Jay with a dropkick! A dropkick that lands flush on the face of Kelin, dropping him to the canvas and stunning him momentarily! Kelin trying to get back to his feet- Jay fires a superkick and tries to tag him again! It doesn’t land as Kelin sidesteps him and now shoots off a kick to the body of his own! NO! Jay catches it and fires a back elbow straight to the bridge of Kelin’s nose! That one sounded nasty as Kelin stumbled back! Now Jay Johnson steps back and lunges towards Kelin with a clothesline that sends him barreling out to the floor!
James Peters: Jay Jerry Johnson has the early edge as Kelin is trying to regroup on the outside, but Jay is going to follow him out there! Jay Johnson springs over the top rope and lands on the apron, he wants to fly! He runs across the apron, but Kelin tries to take his legs out from under him! Jay jumps over Kelin’s arm and tries to kick him away, but Kelin catches that boot and yanks Jay OFF THE APRON TO THE FLOOR! GOOD GOD, THE SOUND JOHNSON’S BODY MADE ON THAT FLOOR WAS DISGUSTING AND KELIN ABSOLUTELY DUMPED HIM! WHAT A BRILLIANT COUNTER FROM KELIN!
Rich Russillo: He’s not done yet either! Jay trying to get back to his feet, but Kelin is waiting for him! Jay gets up AND HERE COMES KELIN, SOARING IN WITH A SLINGBLADE THAT SLAPS JAY’S NECK OFF THE FLOOR! ANOTHER NASTY MOVE ON THE OUTSIDE FROM KELIN, WHO IS MAKING THE MOST OF THE TIME SPENT OUTSIDE THE RING! WHAT A MOVE, BUT IT HURT KELIN TOO!
Persephone: Fucking retard. Nearly injured himself just for that move.
James Peters: Kelin trying to roll Jay back inside the ring, but that slingblade has him hurting too! Kelin gets Jay under the bottom rope and goes back in the ring behind him, moving to the corner and now calling for a big move! Kelin waits for Jay to get back to his feet and jumps onto his shoulders- Wait! He was looking for that posionrana, the spiking headscissors ddt, but Jay caught him on the shoulders and still has him up there! Tremendous power from Jay Jerry Johnson! Jay drops Kelin over the top and Kelin lands on his feet, BUT JAY RIPS HIM TO THE CANVAS WITH A SNAP DRAGON SUPLEX!! Kelin’s body folded like an accordion!
Persephone: That’s because he’s built like a gazelle with dreadlocks! Skinny bitch!
Rich Russillo: LOOK AT JAY! HE’S NOT LETTING UP! HE LIFTS KELIN BACK UP AND PLANTS HIM HARD WITH A PEDIGREE! A PEDIGREE THAT DRIVES KELIN’S SKULL INTO THE CANVAS! JAY JERRY JOHNSON HAS TAKEN CONTROL OF THIS MATCH! HE’S ON THE CUSP OF A BIG VICTORY, A MUCH NEEDED VICTORY AND A BIG STATEMENT IN THE EYES OF EAW MATCHMAKERS!
James Peters: JAY JERRY JOHNSON IS HEADING TO THE OUTSIDE, NOW GRABBING THE TOP ROPE AND CALLING FOR A BIG MOVE! HE WANTS TO FLY! KELIN IS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING, JAY JOHNSON FLIES WITH THE 450 ‘MAILMAN’S LANDING’!!!!-
Rich Russillo: NO!! KELIN ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY AND JAY HIT THE CANVAS HARD! NO WATER IN THE POOL!!
Persephone: LMFAO DUMB BITCH! HIGH RISK, NO REWARD!
James Peters: NOW IT’S KELIN WHO HAS THE CHANCE TO PUT THE NAIL IN THE COFFIN! KELIN LIFTS JAY INTO POWERBOMB POSITION AND THEN DUMPS HIM INTO THE TURNBUCKLES WITH A BUCKLE-BOMB!! JAY’S NECK WHIPLASHED OFF THAT TOP TURNBUCKLE AND HE CRUMBLED TO HIS KNEES, KELIN NOW JUMPS ON THE BACK OF JAY WITH A POISONRANA THAT PLANTS HIS HEAD INTO THE MAT!!! THAT POSIONRANA LANDED AND IT PUT JAY OUT COLD! KELIN GOES IN FOR THE COVER, WHAT AN ENDING THIS COULD BE FOR KELIN!!!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-
Rich Russillo: KICKOUT! JAY KICKS OUT! HE POWERS OUT AT THE LAST SECOND AND OH BOY, I THOUGHT KELIN HAD THIS MATCH WON! THIS CROWD DID TOO, THEY’RE FIRMLY BEHIND ‘THE SHOW STEALER’!!!!
Persephone: Clearly these people don’t mean shit. They can’t win this match for him.
James Peters: HE WON’T NEED THEM TO! HE’S HEADED TO THE CORNER AND CALLING FOR THE FINISH! KELIN WANTS TO PUT AN EXCLAMATION POINT ON THIS PERFORMANCE! HE SLIDES THE KNEEPAD DOWN AND HE’S GONNA GO FOR THAT RUNNING BUSAIKU KNEE STRIKE! HE CHARGES OUT OF THE CORNER- BUT HE’S SIDESTEPPED BY JAY AND NOW JAY JOHNSON LANDS A CLEAN SUPERKICK THAT SHOCKS KELIN! WHAT A COUNTER, RIGHT IN THE KNICK OF TIME TOO!
Rich Russillo: Jay just landed that deadly superkick! NOW JUMPING IN FOR THE ‘PRETTY VISITOR’!! THE CUTTER- No! It doesn’t land as Kelin was just able to shove Jay off and get some space between them! NOW THE TWO RUN TOWARDS ONE ANOTHER AND BOTH TAKE EACH OTHER DOWN SIMULTANEOUSLY WITH TOUGH CLOTHESLINES! STIFF CLOTHESLINES FROM THESE TWO MEN, WHO ARE SO EVENLY MATCHED THAT NEITHER ONE CAN GET THE UPPER HAND FOR LONG!
James Peters: Now both men slowly rise to their feet and come eye to eye! An intense faceoff between these two- It’s Jay Jerry Johnson who throws the first punch! A socking blow that stuns Kelin, who fires back and puts a right hook on the chin of Jay! That one spun his neck around and Jay Johnson stumbled back! He comes back with a clothesline- Kelin ducks under it and now launches Jay halfway across the ring with a strong German suplex! What strength from Kelin, who clearly still has more fight to give!
Rich Russillo: Jay Johnson is starting to fade and Kelin is taking over! Jay is sitting on the canvas, he’s hurting from that suplex, BUT JAY FLIES OFF THE ROPES AND SMACKS A BOTT OFF THE BACK OF JAY’S HEAD WITH A ‘HEAD-KNOCKER’!!! THAT RUNNING SINGLE LEG KICK JUST SENT JAY JOHNSON ROLLING THROUGH THE ROPES AND OUT TO THE FLOOR! KELIN IS TELLING THE CROWD TO GET TO THEIR FEET, HE’S GOT MORE IN MIND! EVERYONE CHEERING KELIN ON, JAY JUST BARELY USING OUR TABLE TO GET BACK UP!
James Peters: KELIN SMACKS THE CANVAS AND POINTS TO THE CROWD! HE BRUSHES HIS FINGERS OFF THE MAT AND BOUNCES OFF THE ROPES, NOW SOARING BETWEEN THEM WITH A SUICIDDDEEEEEEE DIVEEEEEEE!!!!! OH MY WORD, KELIN IS ROLLING RIGHT NOW AND HE’S LEAVING ALL THE CHIPS ON THE TABLE TONIGHT!!!!
Rich Russillo: HE CERTAINLY IS, THROWING JAY BACK UNDER THE ROPES AND TELLING THE CROWD HE’S ABOUT TO FINISH IT! KELIN IS ABOUT TO DO IT, JAY JOHNSON IS IN DEEP TROUBLE!!! KELIN, THAT KNEEPAD STILL PULLED DOWN, RUNS OUT FROM THE CORNER AND GOES FOR THAT CRUSHING KNEE ONCE MORE!
James Peters: JAY LUNGES TOWARDS HIM AND TRANQUILISES HIM WITH A ‘PRETTY VISITOR’! A JUMPING CUTTER THAT SHUT KELIN’S LIGHTS OUT!! OH MY GOD, WHAT ACOUNTER AND NOW JAY JOHNSON, OUT OF NOWHERE, HE’S GONNA STEAL THIS MATCH AND END IT HERE!!! HE GOES IN FOR THE COVER ON KELIN!!
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Rich Russillo: KELIN WITH A FOOT ON THE ROPE! A FOOT ON THE ROPE AND KELIN STAYS ALIVE! THIS CROWD ROARS WITH ENERGY AS JAY THINKS HE’S WON! HE THINKS THIS IS HIS MOMENT, HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT IS HAPPENING! THE REFEREE TELLING JAY JERRY JOHNSON IT’S NOT OVER, HE CAN’T BELIEVE IT! JAY KNOWS THAT IF HE’S GONNA END IT, IT’S GOTTA BE HERE AND NOW! JAY NEEDS TO CAPITALIZE!
James Peters: HE LIFTS KELIN BACK UP AND POSITIONS HIM IN POSITION FOR…WAIT, HE’S GOING FOR THE ‘HORIZON LIMIT BREAK’!!! THAT CANADIAN DESTROYER, WHICH WILL CERTAINLY LIVE UP TO THE NAMESAKE AND DESTROY KELIN’S HOPES! HE GOES FOR THE ‘HORIZON LIMIT BREAK’!!!!-
Rich Russillo: KELIN STAYED ON HIS FEET AS HE POWERS THROUGH IT! HE’S CAUGHT JAY JERRY JOHNSON UPSIDE DOWN, NOW DROPS HIM STRAIGHT ON HIS HEAD!! WHAT A COUNTER FROM KELIN, OH MY GOD!!! NOW KELIN GRABS JAY BY THE BELT, TRYING TO LIFT HIM BACK TO HIS FEET, STEPPING BACK AND SLIDING IN FIOR A KNEE-
James Peters: NO!!! NOW IT’S JAY WITH THE COUNTER!! LIFTING KELIN UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS, SPINNING HIM AROUND IN MID AIR AND DROPPING HIM WITH THE ‘BORDERLANDS’ SLAM!! A NASTY LANDING FOR KELIN, WHO’S IN DEEP WATERS RIGHT NOW AS JAY SOMEHOW TURNS THIS AROUND IN THE DYING SECONDS! JAY HOOKS BOTH ARMS AND LIFTS KELIN INTO THE AIR, ONLY TO BRING HIM CRASHING BACK DOWN WITH THE ‘HEART OF ST. MARY’S DIARY’!!! WHAT A MOVE FROM JAY JOHNSON AS HE FALLS TO THE CANVAS AND THROWS AN ARM OVER KELIN! THIS HAS TO BE IT!!
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DING! DING! DING!
(‘New Tank’ by Twilight’s Newest Vampire begins to play as Jay Jerry Johnson doesn’t move an inch off of Kelin. Both men are exhausted, Jay doesn’t even know what’s happened.)
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, HERE IS YOUR WINNER, JAYYYYYY JERRRYYYY JOHNNNNSOOONNNNNNNN!!!
(The crowd gives a mixed reaction, mostly cheers after that highly competitive match, to Jay Johnson, as he lays against the ropes and has water splashed in his face. Kelin being tended to on the outside of the ring, both men gave it their all tonight.)
Rich Russillo: Wow! Both men truly laid everything they had out on the table tonight and left no question unanswered. No stone was left unturned and they truly showed everyone that they both belong here. These two have the capabilities of tremendous talents and could one day be some of the greats in this company. We saw something special between these two young talents tonight!
James Peters: We certainly did and even in defeat, Kelin has no reason to hang his head. He performed beyond imagination tonight and gave it everything he had. He didn’t let off the gas once and kept Jay on his heels the entire match. I hope he brushes this one off and learns from it because a loss like this is truly not even a loss, it’s just a learning experience. He’s the furthest thing from a loser and this kid is going to be something in EAW.
Persephone: He lost…I’m pretty sure that makes him a loser.
James Peters: Regardless, what an effort on both sides tonight and congratulations to Jay Jerry Johnson, who continues to prove that he’s a star in the making on the yellow brand!
(Voltage fades away from ringside.)
( Voltage fades to the backstage area, and more specifically to the office of the Voltage commissioner, Captain Charisma. Voltage was just underway and so far nothing too dramatic had happened :troll:, and most fans would assume that Captain Charisma was enjoying the calm before the storm. After all, two matches for Wicked Games were announced thanks to the brawl between Alex, Ryan, Candice, and Danny, and so far, the second Voltage exclusive free-per-view of the season was shaping up nicely. Captain Charisma’s desk chair is turned around, so the audience doesn’t know if he’s in the office or not. When the door of the office is opened and the blonde god of a man walks in, everyone’s questions are answered. Captain Charisma stops in his tracks though, because he didn’t leave his chair turned facing the wall. As if on cue, the chair swings around and the smirking face of the EAW World Champion and New Eden member, Drake King, greets Captain Charisma. Drake is dressed to compete later on, and he leans on the desk. )
Drake King: Hi.
Captain Charisma: How did you get in here? I locked the door.
Drake King: I have my ways.
Captain Charisma: :mjpls:
Drake King: Look, I thought about going through the chain of command and actually requesting a meeting, but we both know you would have shot it down, and you and I need to talk.
Captain Charisma: I’m not in the mood for your bullshit, to be frank. Thanks to you and your cohorts, Jamie O’Hara might never step foot in an EAW ring again.
Drake King: So what? Voltage is already a better place without Jamie around. One less greedy person to deal with. Jamie was only here for personal gain, anyway. He wanted more titles. He wanted to statpad. He didn’t even care at what cost either. Pain for Pride almost cost him the ability to hold his son, and instead of learning his lesson from that match, he came to Voltage in search of more gold. It’s disgusting and quite frankly, New Eden did this show a favor. I wish you could see that, but I’ve come to the realization that you and I are never going to see eye to eye.
Captain Charisma: Because your viewpoint is full of delusion and it is led by ego and the main thing you claim to hate the most, which is greed.
Drake King: I’m sorry you feel that way. If only things had gone differently during Stadium Stampede. New Eden could be the driving force behind Voltage right now, showing the world just how great our brand of wrestling is, and cleansing the roster of the filth that dwells on it. I promise you that if we had the chance to show the world what an amazing brand Voltage could be, the world could embrace it. They would demand the change. EAW would have no choice but to outlaw hardcore wrestling and get rid of championships. Tournaments would cease to exist. Everyone would be the main event! No single person would be the face of the Elite. Everyone would be on equal ground because titles, wins, losses, and everything else in between would not matter! We would all go to the ring and compete just because this is what we love to do! You can’t tell me that doesn’t sound amazing. You can’t tell me you wouldn’t want to be part of an EAW that thrives off of pure competition, and just seeing who the better person is on any given night.
( Captain Charisma clearly looks frustrated. He motions for Drake to get up and get away from his desk, and Drake actually obliges. Believe it or not, he didn’t come here to fight with Captain Charisma tonight. Captain Charisma and Drake brush past each other and the Commissioner takes a seat. Drake chooses to remain standing and for several moments, the two men are silent. )
Captain Charisma: This isn’t anything you want to hear, but your views are pretty outdated. People are competitive with one another because they have a reason to be. Everyone wants to be a champion, and there’s nothing wrong with that. It’s not greedy or selfish to want to be the best at something. It’s a good thing that people are willing to push themselves to an extraordinary level in order to do something special. You, of all people, should know that. You are one of the most decorated Elitists currently in EAW, and your career has barely gotten started.
Drake King: Yes, but none of that matters, Captain Charisma, and that’s what you don’t understand. Chasing championships and trying to be the best didn’t get me anywhere I wanted to be. If nothing else, it took me down a dark road that I still dream about from time to time, and that is why I’m so determined to work with Myles and Minerva to change this industry for the better. If these frivolous things didn’t exist, we could all compete just for the heck of it! We could have fun again. Wrestling is supposed to be fun. It’s not supposed to be about how many titles a person can rack up.
Captain Charisma: This is a pointless conversation and I don’t have the energy for it. Just be glad I didn’t suspend New Eden for attacking and shelving Jamie.
( Drake’s expression darkens, and that’s not lost on Captain Charisma. The energy in the room has shifted, and it has put the Hall of Famer on edge. )
Drake King: At this point, suspending us wouldn’t do any good because New Eden won’t be stopped. We want the chance to run Voltage, and we plan to obtain that by any means necessary. If that means we have to continue dismantling your favorites, then we will do just that. The buck didn’t stop at Malcolm and it doesn’t stop at Jamie. There are plenty of people left for us to destroy and if we have to go through every single one of them in order for you to believe we are serious, then so be it.
Captain Charisma: I don’t appreciate you coming to my office and threatening me, and I damn sure don’t appreciate you threatening the rest of the roster. You had your fucking chance at Territorial Invasion and you blew it. You had everything you ever wanted right there for you to take, and New Eden couldn’t get the job done. YOU, Myles, and Minerva FAILED. That is no one’s fault but your own, and NO ONE set you three up to fail. I gave you the chance to have your way, and it didn’t work out. So either fall in line or get the fuck out.
( Drake takes a deep breath, as it is obvious he is doing what he can to control his temper. )
Drake King: I am not here to argue about what went down at Territorial Invasion, because it is clear we both have different opinions on it. I am asking you nicely for another chance to earn the right to control Voltage for a month.
Captain Charisma: No.
Drake King: Why?
Captain Charisma: Because you had your chance. You didn’t capitalize. Case closed.
( Drake violently slams his fist down on Captain Charisma’s desk, causing the Commissioner to look extremely annoyed. )
Captain Charisma: I need you to leave.
Drake King: I just want to know why we can’t have another chance. I don’t get that at all. It makes no sense. What do you really have to lose by allowing Myles, Minerva, and I the opportunity to win Voltage for a month?
Captain Charisma: Why can’t you just focus on what you have going on? All three of you have the tournament to focus on. You have to defend your championship against Donovan Duke next week. Minerva is defending her National Elite Championship next week. Myles is the Cash in the Vault holder. There is literally enough going on right now.
Drake King: HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY WE DON’T CARE ABOUT THAT CRAP!
( Drake’s completely lost control of his temper. He glares at Captain Charisma, who’s had it with him. )
Captain Charisma: Get the fuck out of my office.
Drake King: What if we weren’t in the tournament??
Captain Charisma: GET OUT!
( Drake glares at Captain Charisma one more time before he turns and storms out of the office. He slams the door shut behind him and stands there for a moment, absolutely beside himself. He is clearly pissed off and feeling some type of way, and the wheels in his head are turning. )
???: There he is!
( Minerva and Myles walk into the scene and they look at Drake. Clearly the two of them had been looking for their stablemate, and both can’t help but wonder why Drake King is standing in front of Captain Charisma’s office. )
Myles: Is everything okay?
Minerva: You look angry.
( Drake takes a few extra seconds to calm himself down and he walks away from the door. Myles and Minerva follow him, exchanging looks with one another, and wondering what is going on. )
Myles: Bro? What’s going on?
( The trio stop in front of the catering area and finally Drake turns to look at them. )
Drake King: I had a meeting with Captain Charisma.
Minerva: Wait… what? What do you mean you had a meeting with Captain Charisma? You didn’t tell us about it.
Myles: What could you have possibly had to talk about with Captain Charisma??
( Drake can’t help but give them both a look. )
Drake King: Oh sorry! Silly me. I forgot that we aren’t supposed to keep secrets from one another because we’re a team and all that good stuff.
( Minerva can’t help but roll her icy blue eyes. )
Minerva: You’re still salty Myles didn’t ask for permission to sign a waiver to compete while under duress?
Myles: Babe, don’t. Drake’s made his point. Are you going to tell us about the meeting now or not?
Drake King: Yes. I went to ask Captain Charisma if he would give us another chance to earn the right to run Voltage for a month.
( Minerva’s eyes light up but Myles doesn’t dare get his hopes up. He already knows what Captain Charisma’s answer was. )
Myles: Let me guess. It didn’t go well.
Drake King: It did not.
Minerva: Are you fucking kidding me? What does he have to lose by letting us have another chance at getting control of Voltage?
Drake King: Because he’s afraid we’ll actually get it this time. He told me to focus on my stupid title and the even more stupid tournament, and I was like what if we aren’t even in the tournament? And he just screamed at me to get out.
( Minerva looks disgusted. )
Minerva: Un-fucking-real.
Myles: So what’s our plan? Because I don’t know about you, but I don’t think we should let this go.
Drake King: Believe me, we’re not. Let’s take a walk and I’ll tell you exactly what we’re going to do.
( New Eden fall quiet and make their way out of the catering area. It’s clear that this conversation is going to continue in private and with that, Voltage fades elsewhere. )
[ SCREEN BAR — EARLIER THIS WEEK ]
( The scene opens up to a quiet little cafe in downtown San Juan, Puerto Rico. EAW has rented the place out for a few hours so Sofia Clarke can sit down and conduct a one-on-one interview with the number contender for the EAW Universal Women’s Championship, Holly Arrow. Sofia and Holly are sat at a table, in the far corner. Both women have lattes and half-eaten muffins sitting in front of them, and Holly Arrow wears a smile on her face, despite being brutally attacked by Ms. Extreme to close out Voltage last week. Thankfully for everyone watching, Holly has left Josh back at her hotel, and at least his annoying ‘bork bork’ voice won’t have to be heard for this interview. The two women make small talk for a moment, which isn’t really picked up by the cameras, but after awhile, Sofia decides to get down to business. Sofia makes sure Holly is ready and she signals that the interview is about to begin. )
Sofia Clarke: Set the scene for me, Holly. You are in front of a sold-out crowd in Kuwait, and all that’s left in the ring is yourself and Andrea Valentine. What was going through your mind?
( Holly pauses, allowing herself to think back to that moment, and the smile on her face broadens. )
Holly Arrow: I mean, that’s pretty easy to imagine right? The feeling of doing what you’ll say being fingertips away. Myself being against Andrea was, well, nerve racking even though I knew I was coming out on top. And whilst a plethora of Elitists and fans would call that “overconfidence”, it’s true, I knew I was going to come out on top, and that’s what was going through my mind. I believe that in wrestling, you have to be your own biggest cheerleader. And as that moment happened it wasn’t a “oh gosh, what happens if you don’t win?” or even a “you MUST win!” moment… it was a “you’re going to win, Holly. You’re going to do this.” Type of thing… and hey, it paid off right?
Sofia Clarke: It certainly did! Divide & Conquer is arguably your biggest win to date, and to do it in grand fashion by taking out one of the greatest female Elitists to ever step foot in EAW is extremely impressive. What exactly does this victory mean to you?
Holly Arrow: The victory itself? It means… a lot. And I don’t mean that in the “oh wow, I appreciate it a lot!” kind of way. I had a lot of emotions. I wanted to shout I told you so. I wanted to lie down and rest. I was tired. Elated. And I still am. My back aches after thinking about that week, for more reasons than one, but I still get goosebumps thinking about it. As you said, my biggest win to date. There’s no way I wasn’t going to think of it as that. So to not only beat, but submit Andrea Valentine – someone who is near enough guaranteed to have a noteworthy career by the time it’s over – it just shows who *I* am and what *I’m* willing to do. What does it mean to me? It’s proof that I shouldn’t be doubted anymore.
Sofia Clarke: Did you think that this was going to lead to a Universal Women’s Championship match?
( Holly is humble enough to shake her head. )
Holly Arrow: No. Not at all. I was actually going to be fine with keeping ‘lil kewt Josh because Snotty Midget Jake Smith really doesn’t know how to be responsible with animals. Yet was I glad the match happened? Absolutely. As a matter of fact, maybe I even preferred the idea of a surprise. I’m heading in with the same preparation I did Divide and Conquer; which is simply not expecting it, yet confident in the outcome. Pretty simple. :yeshrug:
Sofia Clarke: This is your first world championship shot. How are you feeling as the match gets closer?
Holly Arrow: You know, any Elitist who would say they’re not nervous ahead of their first World Championship opportunity would be a capper, a liar. Simply saying that to look tough. You process feelings. You process outcomes. You have to make sure the worst one’s don’t happen, and that’s where those nerves come in. People act like nervousness is a weakness, that’s why people don’t admit it, but it’s true – everyone feels it. As do I. I’m nervous, as much as I am prepared.
( Holly’s honesty is refreshing and Sofia gives her a smile. )
Sofia Clarke: Ms. Extreme is one of the deadliest women in EAW history. How do you plan on handling her?
( A little smirk crosses Holly’s face, and she brushes her hair back. Having felt Ms. Extreme’s wrath last week, she now knows exactly what she is dealing with. )
Holly Arrow: I’m not going to discredit Ms. Extreme here, but preparing for something that’s deadly isn’t new to me. With the raw exceptions of two battle royals, every single Free-Per-View match I have had REQUIRED a deadly mindset. Shock Value, Reckless Wiring, Bloodsport. Things that could be deadly that I’ve had to prepare for. So how do I plan on handling her? The same way I planned on handling those other deadly outcomes, with deadly opponents. By being me. By being Holly Arrow. I don’t need a complex plan of how to keep her down, Holly Arrow can do that herself.
Sofia Clarke: Do you legitimately believe that you have a chance at winning this match?
( Holly doesn’t hesitate to answer this question. )
Holly Arrow: I think it’s obvious that I do legitimately believe that I have a “chance” at winning. I think the only surprise answer would be a “no.” If I had said “Nah, I’m probably losing.” If I had done that, you’d be shocked. Yes, I believe I have “a chance” whatever that is supposed to mean. :wow:
Sofia Clarke: Hypothetically speaking, let’s say you do defeat Ms. Extreme to win your very first title here in EAW. How do you plan to add to the growing legacy of the Universal Women’s Championship?
( A thoughtful expression crosses Holly’s face as she takes a moment to think about herself as the face of the EAW women’s division. )
Holly Arrow: By living up to names that held not just this title, but other Women’s Championships in this company. By carrying the title with pride that some can’t. By having a reign that former champions would look at and think “:notbad: that was pretty good.” It’s easy to make the fans believe you had a great run, quite frankly, but to seriously impress and grow the legacy? It’s to bulk it up. Hang up there with the creme del a creme. Because it instantaneously becomes prestigious, the legacy holds more weight. Hell, by breaking the stupid “the Elitist makes the title, the title doesn’t make the Elitist” concept. I can accept that I’m not the biggest factor in EAW *just yet* but the title win certainly won’t be what should put me on the map, it’s what I do with it. Which is hang with the best. Don’t fix what isn’t broken, after all. Don’t need fresh changes, just a great flavor.
( With interview coming to a close, Sofia poses one last question to Holly. )
Sofia Clarke: Do you have any final words for Ms. Extreme?
( Holly lets out a little laugh. )
Holly Arrow: Final words? Simple. Camille, I’m not just going to force myself into walking far, I’m going to run it. Not a lot of people accomplish what I aim to in the *time* that I aim to. But I certainly won’t have to walk across stones for miles just to get that big victory like you did. I certainly won’t need trial and tribulation just to get here. Whether I pin or submit you, I am going to overlap a plethora of female Elitists, even if it’s the hardest thing I do. You spent years scratching and clawing, you spent month after month after month just to even be considered… all I need is three seconds. All I need is one moment. It’ll be written off as overconfidence until it happens, and then, some people will call it an upset. But hey, life happens. Some people just do life better. 💅
Sofia Clarke: :wow: Thank you for your t-
( Sofia abruptly stops because she spies something out of the corner of her eye. Immediately a look of terror crosses her face, which causes Holly to jerk her head in the opposite direction as well. )
Holly Arrow: What the…
( Staring at both women is Lizzie the Doll! She smiles her creepy smile, her attention primarily focused on Holly. Holly obviously feels a little creeped out and both women jump when Lizzie disappears just as quickly as she seemingly appeared. )
Sofia Clarke: You saw that, right?
( All Holly can do is nod. She’s speechless for once, because this is the second time she’s had an encounter so to speak, and she doesn’t know why. She has no clue why Shane Gates’ creepy ass doll is stalking her, and she’s not sure she wants to find out. )
( The scene fades to black. )
(The camera fades back to ringside and Bella Braxton is seen with a microphone.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled FOR!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(‘Nothing Helps’ by ONE OK ROCK blasts through the speakers of the arena to loud cheers from the crowd upon seeing Mary S. Atlas make her way out to the stage with a smile on her face and her arms spread out wide. )
Bella Braxton: Introducing first! From St. Louis, Missouri. Weighing in at 125 pounds! SHE IS THE MOST WANTED… MARY S. ATLAS!!!!!!!!!!!
James Peters: Here comes Mary S. Atlas who last week faced a Legend and Hall of Famer in Cleopatra!
Rich Russillo: The two engaged in a battle that is nothing short of an eye-opener about Mary’s talent for those who doubted her.
Persephone: Y’all remember she tapped out, right?
( ‘Primos’ by The Colons plays over the sound system of the arena as The Main Attraction is making his way to the ring looking cocky as always. )
Bella Braxton: ANNND HER OPPONENT! From Tijuana, Mexico! Weighing in at 225 pounds! SEBASTIAAAAAAN GARR-CI-AAAAAAAAA!!!
James Peters: Here Comes The Real Deal!
Persephone: So he claims.
Rich Russillo: Garcia has not been having a good few weeks recently, tonight will be an opportunity for him to get back on the right track against a strong opponent.
( Ding! Ding! Ding! )
James Peters: And This Match Is Officially Underway!!
Both opponents are circling each other in the center of the ring under the watchful eye of the official. Garcias is looking down on Mary Atlas chuckling- BUT MARY RUSHES AT SEBASTIAN WITH A HURRICANRANA!! DOWN GOES GARCIA AS ATLAS FOLLOWS WITH A LEG LOCK TRYING TO SQUEEZE THE BREATH OUT OF HER ARROGANT OPPONENT!! Garcia is struggling to try to get his head from between Mary’s legs but her grip is too tight! Luckily for the man, his own legs manage to touch the ropes and the official is ordering Atlas to let go!
Rich Russillo: Surely this won’t do any good to Garcias’ masculinity but he doesn’t seem to be bothered as he quickly gets to his feet and is met by Atlas at the center of the ring. Both lock up in a tight clinch and Mary gains the upper hand with a quick knee to the midsection followed by a headlock! Garcias is then whipped into the ropes, Mary tries for a clothesline but Sebastien ducks under her! Bouncing off the ropes he hops over her as she drops to the floor. She gets up and gets Garcias down with a Japanese arm drag takedown! Garcias gets up quickly but he is clipped with a dropkick! He gets up once more but goes down again by an Atlas clothesline! She quickly goes for a cover but Sebastian shoves her off! The official got no time to make the count!
Persephone: Nice sequence, I guess, but Mary should know she needs to do more than that if she wants to take any opponent down!
James Peters: She is surely sending a message to her opponent who is getting up and grunts but smiles as he thinks of his next move but he is stuck in a clinch with Mary but this time he is the one powering over as he gets her in a headlock of his own! He leans down taunting her by kissing her head before throwing in a close fist punch to her forehead! She stumbles backward as he loosens the hold he had! She is holding her head and is taken down with a leg sweep! He drops a leg down to her chest followed by a quick series of elbows right into the heart of the Most Wanted! She clutches her chest wincing in pain as Garcias go to the ropes AND JUMPS! HE SPRINGBOARDS HIMSELF AND GOES DOWN WITH A MOONSAULT!! IT LANDS ON MARY! COVER! NO! ATLAS DOES A GARCIAS AND BREAKS THE COUNT THAT THE OFFICIAL DIDN’T EVEN HAD TIME TO START!
Persephone: Come the fuck on! This is getting ridiculous!
Rich Russillo: Garcia shrugs looking at the official who can’t do anything but tell him to keep on keeping on! Sebastien with a handful of Atlas’ hair as he whips her INTO A CORNER!! He backs off to the center of the ring then charges forward jumping midway and CRUSHES Mary with a crossbody splash! Sebastian props Atlas to her feet and begins to wail at her with single-throw clotheslines! One after the other several shots across the chest before pushing her up to sit on the top turnbuckle and picks her up FOR A BODYSLAM!! DOWN GOES MARY! COVER BY GARCIA!
OOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
James Peters: SHOULDER UP BY ATLAS!
Persephone: Come on!
James Peters: Nice sequence by Sebastian who returns the favor to Mary’s original onslaught but more is needed in order to win a match! Sebastian takes a knee down as he is in a mounted position atop of Mary throwing elbows to her forehead BUT SHE COUNTERS IT WITH AN ARMBAR! SHE IS TWISTING THE ARM HARD BUT GARCIA MANOEUVERS HIMSELF SO AS TO FORCE MARY INTO A PINFALL PREDICAMENT!
OOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! TW-
James Peters: And a kick out by Atlas!
Rich Russillo: Garcia rolls to the outside needing time to center himself as he shakes the arm Mary was trying to break in two! Sebastian is on the outside his back turned to the ring, Mary is inside of it quickly pondering her options and she suddenly dashes to the ropes bouncing off them giving herself momentum! A BASEBALL SLIDE THAT TURNS INTO THE CUTTER CULTURE!!! A BASEBALL SLIDE FOLLOWED BY A CUTTER!! HAVE YOU EVER SEEN THAT FOLKS??
Crowd: Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!
Rich Russillo: Marie is quick to her feet grabbing Sebastian by the shoulders and rolling him inside the ring. COVER!!
OOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! TTTTWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! THREEEEE-
Persephone: FUCK!
Rich Russillo: I don’t know how he did it BUT GARCIAS KICKED OUT OF THE CUTTER CULTURE!! Even Mary has trouble believing it she is looking at the official, looking to make sure it was a three count but no! The official calls it at two! Mary looks disappointed as she tosses some hair off her face and ponders what her next move will be. She looks around then gives a stiff kick to the side of Garcias’ face to keep him stunned as she gets up. A SUPERKICK BY MARY S. ATLAS FOLLOWED BY A DROPKICK THAT PROJECTS SEBASTIAN AGAINST A CORNER AND SITS ON THE FLOOR WITH HIS BACK AGAINST IT! Mary runs to the opposite corner, she charges to Garcia DRIVING A KNEE TO HIS FACE! She goes back to the opposite corner again with haste! She rushes back towards Garcia AND LEAPS THEN TURN LANDING AGAINST HER OPPONENT WITH THE STINKFACE!!!
Persephone: Garcias will remember that one tomorrow! Having Mary’s skanky ass in his face! Although if he can’t handle being between a woman’s legs…
James Peters: Mary is moving away from Garcias who seems to be in another timezone at the moment seated against the turnbuckles the way he is. Mary looks at him amused before rushing to hi-BRONCO BUSTEEEEEEEEEER!!! The crowd is enjoying the action as Mary moves away from Sebastian who looks even more dazed! She grabs him by the ankle, moving him away from the corner before moving herself up top and on the upper turnbuckle! What will she do? A DIVING HEADBUTT RIGHT THE MONEY! ALL OF HER WEIGHT IS LANDING STRAIGHT ON SEBASTIAN GARCIAS! SHE IS ATTEMPTING A COVER!!
OOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! TTTTWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! THREEEEE-
Rich Russillo: GARCIA KEEPS HIS HOPES OF VICTORY ALIVE! HE KICKED OUT!
Persephone: Sigh…
Rich Russillo: The Most Wanted looks to the skies wondering what does she need to do in order to put that man away! Down to her knees, she is yelling at Garcia to get up, she then backs herself to a corner still cursing and enticing her opponent to get to his feet she is waiting for that for her next move! She charges in! GARCIA LIFTS HER UP WITH A POP-UP TRANSITIONED INT A PUNT KICK!!! HE GOT MARY RIGHT WHERE HE WANTED!! SHE DROPS DOWN TO HER KNEES AND HE CHAINS HIS ATTACK WITH A PENALTY KICK! THAT THING DID A NASTY NUMBER ON ATLAS!
James Peters: She looks to be in trouble as she gets picked up by Sebastian who sets her up for… YES! BRAINBUSTEEEEEEEER!!! HE GOES FOR A COVER! THIS COULD BE IT!
OOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! TTTTWWWWWWWWWOOOO-
James Peters: MARY KICKS OUT! Garcia is rolling his eyes looking unphased at the moment as he gets up and throws a few stiff kicks to Mary’s ribs before FLIPPING HIMSELF OVER WITH A STANDING SHOOTING STAR PRESS! IT LANDS! He gets Mary quickly to a vertical base not giving her any respite as he grabs her sides AND GETS HER THROUGH A GUTWRENCH POWERBOMB!!! ATLAS IS DOWN AND WENT HARD!! Sebastian doesn’t stop his attack, and instead he locks Mary up in a cross-arm breaker! Mary is in trouble but she reaches the ropes! The official warns Garcia he will get disqualified if he sticks with the move but he lets it go as Mary moves to the outside trying to recover! Garcia is not far ahead and standing on the apron A CANNONBALL ON MARY JUST AS SHE WAS TURNING TO FACE HIM! Mary falls on her back as Sebastian gets up and picks her by the shoulders and SLAMS HER IN THE NEARBY BARRICADES!! Folks this has the potential to get ugly as Sebastien whips Mary AGAINST THE APRON facing the barricade!!
Rich Russillo: He is getting booed for his efforts but he doesn’t seem to care about the opinion of the live audience! HE DRIVES his shoulder into Mary before stomping a mudhole in her chest with a feet as she crumbles to the ground under his hits! The official meanwhile is beginning to count the pair this after all is a regular one-on-on match there standard rules applying here! Mary is holding her back in pain as Sebastian is laughing by himself. He goes inside the ring quickly, bounces off the ropes and TOPE CON HILO AGAINST MARY!!! SHE DROPS ON THE FLOOR! GARCIA IN COMMAND NOW HOW LONG WILL MARY LAST??
Rich Russillo: Sebastian now sends Mary back into the ring before following behind, and this can’t be good! Sebastian goes to the ropes springboarding himself INTO THE MIDAS TOU-NO! MARY DUCKED TO HIS SIDE AND SLAMS HIM DOWN WITH A BRUTAL BICYCLE KICK!! WHAT A SMART MOVE BY THE MOST WANTED!!
James Peters: Sebastian is in trouble now as he is struggling to get to his feet! Mary helps him up and whips him hard into a corner! She quickly goes to the opposite side and charges forth FOR NINE MILES!! THE HELLUVAKICK CONNECTS TO THE FACE OF GARCIAS! Atlas grabs said head, she runs to the cen-CUTTER CULTUUUUUUUUUUUUURE!!! RUNNING CUTTER IMMEDIATELY FOLLOWING THE NINE MILES! SEBASTIAN IS DOWN AND IN A WORLD OF TROUBLE NOW! MARY FLIPS HIM ON HIS BACK AND GOES TO THE NEARBY CORNER! HOPPING ATOP OF IT! 1996 AIRLIIIIIIIIINE!!! THE 630 SENTON SQUASHES SEBASTIAN GARCIAS TO THE MAT! THIS IS IT! COVER BY THE MOST WANTED!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
( DING! DING!! DING!!! )
Bella Braxton: Here is your winner… MARRYYYYY S. ATLAS!!!!!
( ‘Nothing Helps’ plays over the sound system as Mary S. Atlas slowly finds her way back to her feet, before getting an arm raised in victory by the official. )
James Peters: What a performance by Mary, who came out on top as tonight’s victor!
Rich Russillo: Congratulations on a hard fought win by Mary! Sebastian has nothing to be ashamed of tonight. He had a good showing but it was not meant to be it seems.
Persephone: Let’s transition to the next segment before I fall asleep!
(As Mary celebrates her victory and Sebastian Garcia rolls out of the ring in pain, the camera fades away from ringside.)
(Voltage fades to a commercial for Spider-Man 2, only on Playstation 5. 2023.)
(Voltage fades back in from commercial break, and the camera opens up to the backstage area, where Sebastian Garcia is seen walking through the hallway, holding his stomach following his match against Mary S. Atlas. Sebastian lost the match, and he doesn’t look to be in the best of moods following the loss. He thought he had what it took to get the job done, but in the end things didn’t go his way, which was obviously going to be pretty disappointing. As Sebastian’s walking though, someone puts their hand on his shoulder to get his attention, and when Sebastian turns around and sees who it is, the crowd begins cheering as loud as humanly possible.)
Sebastian Garcia: …What do you want?
(When the camera pans to the side, the person revealed is none other than the Woogieman. Upon realizing who it is, Sebastian Garcia immediately rolls his eyes as he can’t be bothered to speak to anyone following that loss. Sebastian’s exhausted following such a match, and at this point he just wants to leave, but the Woogieman begins to speak anyway.)
The Woogieman: I watched your match tonight. You may not have won, but you showed promise. You can definitely do good things here if you follow the right path.
Sebastian Garcia: Okay… Thanks, I guess. I don’t know what else I’m supposed to say about that, but I’m not in the mood to talk.
(Sebastian tries to walk off, but the Woogieman grabs Sebastian by the arm before turning him around. At this point Sebastian is visibly annoyed, as he already was looking to leave for the night, but the Woogieman is stopping him.)
The Woogieman: I noticed you’ve been having some bad luck since you got here, and I want to help you. If there’s anyone that could use Woogie’s advice, it’s you.
Sebastian Garcia: And what’s that supposed to mean?
The Woogieman: Well, you haven’t won a single match since joining this company, have you?
(Sebastian looks around almost in disbelief, like he’s expecting someone to pop up and reveal that he’s being pranked. Sebastian finally looks back at Woogieman, and while the crowd is cheering for him, Sebastian doesn’t give a similar reaction.)
Sebastian Garcia: Alright look, I don’t know if this is some kind of joke, but I’m good. I don’t need your help, or anyone else’s. I’ve made that clear already even before tonight. I’ll be perfectly fine on my own. Tonight didn’t go my way, but I’m going to turn things around next time I compete, and when I do that it’ll be because of my own abilities and not because someone else helped me become a better competitor. When I joined this company I said that EAW was smart to sign the most handsome, the most charismatic, and most importantly the most talented superstar to enter the ring. Signing me was one of the smartest decisions this company has ever made, and now it’s up to me to prove that. I can’t prove that if I’m just taking a bunch of advice from you of all people. I entered this company on my own, because that’s all I need to succeed. You’re better off just minding your business, because I don’t need you. I don’t need your help, and I don’t need your advice.
(Sebastian gets ready to just walk away, but as soon as he begins walking, the Woogieman interrupts him as he starts to speak once again.)
The Woogieman: You should listen to someone who has been around. I know how it is. I could help you become a real superstar. You’re not bad but you have a lot more work to do, unless you want to keep losing over and over. If you want to succeed, then take this opportunity to gain some valuable knowledge of this business. I’ve been around for a very long time, and I know what it takes to reach the top. You should give me the opportunity to help you out. You’re talented, but you’re clearly getting ahead of yourself and running into these matches expecting the victory. The result has been the same every single time. You’re too overconfident for your own good, and you have a lot of work to do if you want that confidence to actually pay off when you enter the ring.
(Sebastian hasn’t taken too kindly to the Woogieman, clearly feeling a bit disrespected that the Woogieman believes that he needs advice. Sebastian tries to keep his composure while he continues to speak, but it’s clear that he’s frustrated by the Woogieman’s insistence, especially seeing as the Woogieman approached him directly after his match when he’s already disappointed from the result of it.)
Sebastian Garcia: I think I’m doing perfectly fine for myself. I don’t need you to tell me that I’m being overconfident or arrogant heading into these matches. I know that I’ve been on the losing side of things, and I plan to change that. Why should I even listen to you anyway? Who cares if you’ve been around here for a while, you’re not even in the ring every single week. I can handle myself. I’m not the person you need to be talking to, especially not after what happened out there. I didn’t think that I’d be losing to Mary S. Atlas tonight, but I’m the type of competitor that actually learns from their mistakes and uses them to actually get better. Things haven’t gone my way yet, but they WILL very soon. That’s not just me talking, it’s a promise. I didn’t come to EAW so I could lose each and every single week. I came to this place so I could succeed, just like I’ve been succeeding my entire life up until now. If you want to help someone, why don’t you go find someone else? Maybe someone lacking self respect, because I don’t know why someone that actually cares about themself would take advice from you.
The Woogieman: Why shouldn’t you listen to me? Everyone wants advice from the Woogieman. I know how to turn people into stars, and get them into perfect shape just like me 💪. I don’t make people stars the way you called yourself a star, either. I’m talking about actual stars, with all of the fame and fortune one could dream of.
Sebastian Garcia: Excuse me?
The Woogieman: Some of the biggest names on the planet got to where they are because they listened to my advice and allowed me to show them the way. You’re only making your life harder for yourself by refusing to let me help you, and I don’t know why you’d do that to yourself, but if you want to stop yourself from succeeding, then I won’t stop you. If you want to ignore my advice and continue working on your own that’s completely fine, but if you keep losing like you’ve been doing for the past few weeks, and keep failing to live up to your own promises just like you’ve been doing since you joined the company, then the only person you can blame is yourself.
Sebastian Garcia: Whatever, I don’t care. Like I said, the only person I need around here is myself. I’ve never needed anyone’s advice in life, and even if I did, the last person I’d want help from in anything is the Woogieman.
(Sebastian Garcia finally prepares to walk off, and this time the Woogieman doesn’t stop him, instead shaking his head and just walking in the opposite direction. Only moments later, Sebastian stops himself, beginning to think to himself for a moment, before quickly turning around, charging at Woogieman before attacking him from behind, hitting Woogieman with a forearm to the back of the head, dropping the Woogieman to the ground. The Woogieman slowly tries to pull himself up, and there’s a look of both shock and pain on his face as Sebastian grabs him, sending the Woogieman into the wall.)
(Sebastian Garcia picks the Woogieman up, but the Woogieman immediately begins punching at Sebastian’s stomach. Sebastian hits the Woogieman with a punch to the jaw though, causing the Woogieman to stumble back. The Woogieman begins to fight back as he lands some punches of his own, but Sebastian manages to grab the Woogieman before ramming him back first into the wall. The Woogieman drops down into a seated position, and Sebastian begins to stomp away at the Woogieman.)
(Sebastian continues to stomp away at the Woogieman, until finally a bunch of officials run into the scene to separate the two. They immediately get in between Sebastian and the Woogieman without much issue as Sebastian voluntarily backs away, and as Sebastian looks on satisfied with what he’s done, the officials check on the Woogieman to make sure he’s okay. As Sebastian walks away from the area with a proud smirk on his face, and the officials continue to look after the hurt Woogieman, the camera begins to fade away from the backstage area.)
( Voltage returns and cuts to the ringside area.)
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… PLEASE WELCOME THE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER TO THE NEW BREED CHAMPIONSHIP… LUCAS JOHNSON!
(‘Ready To Die’ by The Notorious B.I.G hits the speakers as Lucas Johnson walks down the ramp seemingly all business. He ignores the fans as he walks down the ramp, and rolls into the ring)
James Peters: The self proclaimed “Emperor of Violence” Lucas Johnson may have come up short last week in his efforts against Minerva, but was given a consolation prize by Amir Yusuf by giving Lucas Johnson a shot at his New Breed Championship at Reasonable Doubt!
Rich Russillo: I wouldn’t call it a “consolation prize” James, as the New Breed Championship is just as important, but it was a nice surprise for Lucas who put up a valiant effort against one of Voltage’s finest.
Persephone: Yeah no, it is a consolation prize, and he didn’t earn anything. Lucas Johnson is forever a failure, and I don’t understand why we continue to employ him. Amir versus Lucas is going to suck ass, and we’re going to be bored out of our minds. What a waste of a match; this company never ceases to amaze me. Can’t wait to watch Lucas Johnson lose for the thousandth time, that’ll be “entertaining”.
James Peters: I don’t know about that, Lucas Johnson is looking as focused as ever, and I think he has a good shot at beating Amir!
Persephone: Shut up.. Just shut the fuck up..
(Lucas Johnson grabs a mic, and stands in the middle of the ring)
Lucas Johnson: A few years back, I proved a lot of people wrong when I won my first New Breed Championship. No one ever thought I could do it, even when I told them that it would happen. Now, as it stands right now I feel as though I’m in a similar position. So when I say my first New Breed Championship, that is intentional. That title, the New Breed Championship means everything to me, and I will do everything in my power to become a 2 time New Breed Champion. I feel like winning that title for the second time will give me the validation that I need, for my career to take off again. It only takes one match, one moment to change the trajectory of one’s career, and I will not let this one slip by. Especially when it’s a title I covet so much, a title that means so much to me. I know the type of athlete I am. Full of promise, one with a ton of potential; but now it’s time to put that promise, and potential and manifest it into something tangible. No longer talking about what I’m capable of, and just showing it to the masses. For I know something has been missing. I have been unable to put all the pieces together since I won the New Breed Championship the first time. Maybe I expected things to come a little bit easier afterward, and I let it get to my head. But I won’t make that mistake anymore; I am going to make sure that Amir Yusuf ends up with one of the shortest New Breed Championship runs the New Breed division has ever had. No more broken promises, and I apologize to Amir that he has to be the sacrifice for my new beginnings, but it’s a sacrifice that I am willing to make.
(‘Elevate’ by DJ Khalil hits, the crowd goes crazy at the familiar music as Amir Yusuf walks out onto the stage with his New Breed Championship on his shoulder and a microphone on his hand, and a smile on his face.)
Amir Yusuf: Lucas I’m happy that me extending an olive branch to you could fill you with such childlike exuberance. This is a confidence in Lucas Johnson that we haven’t seen in quite some time. But with that being said, I still don’t believe you have what it takes to actually rip this title from my clutches. I meant what I said; I am going to bring the New Breed division to new heights after Ryan Wilson did everything in his power in order to try and tear everything apart. Ryan dragged this title into the dirt, and through grime, tarnishing everything that it stood for. Andre Walker did a great job with this title, and has moved onto helping another title. Now, we need someone to put the New Breed Championship back on the map. I can rebuild what Andre started, and rebuild everything that Ryan tore down. The New Breed Championship deserves a long lineage of title holders doing great things. We had a minor bump in the road, but now I have put us back on track. With that, I am taking on everyone and anyone. I want the New Breed Championship to mean something, and I know that in order to do that, I can’t take an L in my first defense against the likes of you.
(Amir makes his way down the ramp, and enters the ring)
Lucas Johnson: Hey Amir, do me a favor and shut up. I don’t really care what your hopes, and your dreams are for the New Breed Championship, it doesn’t concern me at all. You might have these delusions of grandeur, and maybe you need to be knocked down a peg or two. No one cares who you think you are, you haven’t proven anything yet. I wouldn’t be so confident if I were you, because I want to fulfill my own dreams, and they matter a hell of a lot more than whatever you want. However, I do want to let you know that the New Breed Championship will be in good hands once I have a hold of it. This time once I get a hold of that title, I’ll get a title reign that I deserve to have. A title reign that fits someone of my stature, and one that I’ve waited for so long to have. You may think that you were just handing out a title opportunity against your first defense and didn’t give it a second thought, but you might have made the biggest mistake in your life. You saw someone that was seemingly down and out, and that’s just not the case. There is a fire burning inside that not even you could understand. Those people that have been getting title chances before me, when I’ve earned a chance, just one chance, has made me a dangerous man. You might not see it, you might not believe it, but in these waters, I’m a shark, circling his prey.
Amir Yusuf: That’s where you’re wrong Lucas. Though I don’t think you’re going to beat me for this championship, that doesn’t mean that I think of you as lesser than. I can see the frustrations in your eyes, and I know you want to prove to not only me, but everyone that has doubted you that you still have it. That’s why I extended this chance to you; because I know you’ll give me the fight that this title deserves. You won’t take this chance for granted, and will leave it all out in the ring. I don’t pity you, I simply want competition to make this title reign mean something so much more. And although you might think you “deserve” a title reign that you never got before, it’s not going to come at my expense. I’m not losing this belt Lucas, and with that, you’re going to have to wait for what you “deserve” for a little while longer, because at the end of the day; no matter how good of competition you are.. You just don’t stack up to me. I’m not saying this will be an easy match by any means, but at the end of the day; I will always be better than you. Cream rises to the top, and there’s a reason why you’ve settled at the bottom for so long.
(Lucas takes a few steps forward and gets in Amir’s face; and Amir doesn’t back down)
Lucas Johnson: If you think you can make a name for yourself off of me; you’re deeply mistaken. You’re not better than me, you’ve just got more chances that I haven’t had the luxury of having.
(Amir smirks)
Amir Yusuf: Buddy, if I was going to try and make a name off of anyone, it surely wouldn’t be you. I think I would aim a little higher than one of the lowest bars on Voltage. This match is going to be a statement of things to come, and you? Will only just be a number at the end of it, but be proud. Because for the first time in your life, you’re going to be number 1! Take solace in that fact.
(Lucas shoves Amir)
James Peters: Oh my Lucas just shoved Amir! But Amir isn’t backing down as he replies with a big forearm to the face of Lucas Johnson! Lucas goes for the double leg take down, and has now mounted Amir throwing elbows down!
Rich Russillo: But Amir has squirmed out from under him and is now charging at Lucas! LIGHTSWITCH! Lucas just laid out Amir with that Claymore kick! And it doesn’t seem like Amir is getting up any time soon! Lucas is standing over Amir, and is picking up that title. Is this a preview of things to come at Reasonable Doubt?
(Camera fades as Lucas Johnson proudly holds the title that means so much to him, while standing directly over Amir. Voltage fades out)
(Voltage fades to a promotional ad for Reasonable Doubt, where Voltage’s Lucas Johnson faces Amir Yusuf for the New Breed Championship.)
(Voltage fades back to a shot of Bella Braxton inside the ring.)
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, PLEASE WELCOME THE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER FOR THE NATIONAL ELITE TITLE, KIRKKKKK REDWOOOODDDDDD!!!
(‘Bad Man’ Blues Saraceno begins to play as red lighting takes over and Kirk Redwood walks onto the Voltage stage, an agitated look on his face as he stoically makes his way towards the ring, not engaging or acknowledging the fans who give him a mixed reaction.)
James Peters: I know Kirk Redwood is not happy right now! He earned a spot to challenge Minerva last week for the National Elite Championship, a hardfought match and his biggest win to date, but later on Minerva would go to also accept the challenge of Shane Gates and allow him to compete in the match as well. A triple threat match for the National Elite title sounds amazing, but I know Kirk Redwood was looking forward to his singles match for the title!
Rich Russillo: Unfortunately, as the challenger, he just doesn’t call the shots. Minerva is the champion and if she wants to take on all challengers, that’s up to her! She wants to represent New Eden and prove that she can take a more dangerous match and win that too! I love to see this from our National Elite Champion, does it really matter what Kirk Redwood loves?
Persephone: No. Fuck him.
James Peters: Well, he did win his title shot opportunity fair and square, he has a right to be mad that he isn’t getting his solo title match now. A triple threat match drastically reduces his chances of victory and makes the match a lot harder, especially considering he actually qualified for it.
(Kirk enters the ring and is handed a microphone by ringside officials.)
Kirk Redwood: Well, we all saw what happened last week. I fought my way through and earned a title shot that nobody else did. I did exactly what I knew I could and became the number one contender for the National Elite Championship. Something I knew I was capable of from the moment I stepped foot into this company and now, now I’m finally on the verge of becoming a champion in EAW.
(Crowd mostly cheers as Kirk still doesn’t shred a smile.)
Kirk Redwood: I came into this company with all the chips down and nothing handed my way. I wasn’t pampered, I wasn’t billed as the next big thing and I wasn’t given the spotlight for my first performance. I worked for everything I have and I’ve had to build myself back up from a place in my life I never thought I’d escape. A darkness behind me that most of these people couldn’t handle, but here I am now about to fight for the National Elite Championship.
(Crowd now fully cheers for Kirk as he does now wear a bit of a smile.)
Kirk Redwood: But it would be remiss to to acknowledge my victory without also talking about the other two competitors in this match. Not just one, two. This match is apparently now a triple threat match and honestly, I’m not upset that it isn’t a singles match. I could and should be, but it’s just another obstacle to climb in a journey that was never easy, I’m not expecting to start now. I didn’t have a quick and easy path to this point, why should it change before I’ve even gotten to my championship match? The challenge isn’t something I’m worried about and I’m not upset that this match is a triple threat.
Kirk Redwood: It’s just pretty fucking weird that Minerva and Shane Gates are treating this match as if it’s only about them, when I’m the one who fought for my place in it? I mean come on, Shane Gates didn’t do shit to get a place in this match and yet, Minerva was more than happy to act as if I didn’t exist and that this match was just open for another competitor to hop in and compete in. They’re both acting as if this match is just the two of them and that it wasn’t structured around my win.
Kirk Redwood: Minera’s just acting like she doesn’t care about this match and that it’s disposable. Trying to pit Gates and I against each other again and just letting us go at each other. She’s nonchalant right now, but I promise, when it comes time to perform for that National Elite Championship, she’s not going to know what the fuck hit her. She’s expecting a man who won’t be there, who will be there is the man that’s gonna take the National Elite Championship and fulfill the possibility of what he’s become; an incredible elitist-
(‘Swallowing The Rabbit Whole’ by Code Orange begins to play as Shane Gates shamelessly interrupts Kirk Redwood. Gates, microphone in hand, begins to speak.)
Shane Gates: Who? Who is it that you’re talking about? Certainly not yourself. This facade of a broken man that now has come back and rebuilt himself into a noble elitist is indeed a pitiful one. Embrace the fact that you, Kirk, aren’t anything more than that damaged piece of shit you always were, you’re not any better now and to think a championship belt could change things for you is naive.
Kirk Redwood: Naive? It’s naive to think that I’m still that same person and it’s naive to think that because you were GIFTED a spot in this match, you’ll actually do anything with it. That’s been the story of your career, being given chance after chance and never really capitalizing on anything. You keep reinventing yourself and EAW wants to believe Shane Gates is finally gonna be someone who can make something of himself, but you never will. You’ve never really had to overcome and never been strong enough to even try when you’ve had to. But I’m naive?
Shane Gates: Let’s not forget- while you’re spouting off about how I didn’t earn my spot in this match- the last time we were inside the ring together, it didn’t end well for you. If you’re in this match, I’m already good enough to be here because I left you as a carcass to be scraped off the mat and thrown in a bag.
Kirk Redwood: We’re going to see this time who really is the better man and I promise you, when all the chips are on the table, I’m not going to disappoint. I won’t let this slip through my fingers like you have on so many occasions and I’m only getting better. You may have gotten the better of me once, but that’s ancient history as far as I’m concerned because I’m only looking at the now and the now is Kirk Redwood being the next National Elite Champion.
Shane Gates: You’re not going to be the next anything, apart from Shane Gates’ next victim.The next man to be left in my wake as I make my way through fraud fucking men who don’t believe that Shane Gates is here for violence. I’m here for carnage and I’m going to make my way to the top of EAW through blood and tears, just not my own.
James Peters: Speaking of…The Showdown Exclusive Free-Per-View, Reasonable Doubt, is presented by ‘Venom: Let There Be Carnage’.
Persephone: Shut the fuck up.
Shane Gates: So, no, Kirk. You won’t be the new National Elite Champion. You will never step over Shane Gates and you will never be good enough to be this highly-touted elitist you think you already are. You’re nothing and you’re as good as dead when put in the conversation with my name. You’re nothing more than flesh that’s going to be ripped apart and stomped on after I’ve slaughtered both you and Minerva to become the new National Elite Champion.
Kirk Redwood: You can be as edgy and as threatening as you want, but we all know what you’re capable of. You had one hard fought victory over Kirk Redwood, not again. It’s time to even the score, but this time, I’m leaving with the National Elite title and Shane Gates will once more be remembered as a man who was only ever worth a decent-effort. Never taking home the big rewards and never leaving a winner when it really counted. You’re a loser, always have been and always will be. If you think I want a championship belt to make me, you should look in a mirror because it seems as if a title is the only thing that will finally give you some validation in your pathetic life.
(‘Blood, Milk & Sky’ by White Zombie plays Minerva onto the stage, she looks out at the booing crowd and then stares dead at the ring. She has a microphone and begins to talk from the top of the ramp.)
Minerva: It’s not even sad, it’s putred. It’s disgusting. You two are debating as to who is going to beat the fellow man, yet neither of you are even close to my level. And if beating one another is your only determinant of skill in EAW, you don’t deserve to be in this match. I don’t care what you did or didn’t do to earn it, neither of you are fit to even sniff my boots, let alone share the ring with me.
Kirk Redwood: I don’t just plan on beating-
Minerva: You won’t plan on anything. You won’t beat me and no, I wasn’t at all impressed with your victory that earned you the right to challenge me because the man you beat was a far-cry from the woman I was when I first came to EAW, let alone now. You’re comparing dick sizes with Shane fucking Gates of all people, a literal void of success in EAW. A black hole for greatness. A man who is all the things you said he was, and still somehow beat you.
Minerva: So, no, I’m not prioritizing you as an opponent, nor am I going to that man inside the ring with you right now because honestly, neither of you seemingly deserve it. All of that hard work to get into this title scene, it’s comparable to the work needed to actually obtain this title, let alone defend it. And one more failed title shot on the resume of Shane Gates surely won’t hurt you any more because how can someone so inevitable, so common and so predictable really hurt you?
(The crowd showers Minerva with a chorus of boos.)
Minerva: Know that neither of you truly have earned or deserve the position you’re now in and it won’t last. It won’t stay this way and you two will dissolve back down the ranks of the undistinguished after New Eden is once more securing a foothold as the most dominant and powerful force in EAW. This match to New Eden and our legacy is about more than you two could even begin to fathom or fight for. We aren’t losing, we aren’t letting two worthless elitists like you gain even a measure of “success” in this company.
Minerva: Because this title and that success, they’re temporary. But New Eden? New Eden is forever.
(Minerva drops the microphone as Gates seethes with anger inside the ring. Kirk Redwood also looks visibly displeased and looks at Gates, then back at Minerva. She walks back up the stage and through the curtain as the shot fades elsewhere.)
(Camera transitions to backstage where we see Voltage Interviewer Sofia Clarke smiling in front of the camera)
Sofia Clarke: Ladies and Gentleman with one of her biggest matches mere moments away, I’m standing here with Rebecca Blackwell and her partner Mary S Atlas, ladies!
(Rebecca and Mary walk into frame grinning, and giving glances toward each other)
Sofia Clarke: Rebecca, this is obviously a huge opportunity for you; the biggest match of your career, and I just would like to know how you’re feeling going into this match? Do you think you’re ready?
Rebecca Blackwell: Since I was a little kid I’ve dreamt of a moment like this. I’ve trained my ass off, made sure that I put myself in the right position so when a chance like this popped up, I’d be more than ready. So to answer your question–
(Loud talking can be heard approaching)
???: Yes! They got my order WRONG! I was literally SHAKING I’m telling you. So.. Long story short we own a coffee shop now, and well.. Everyone that took part in this coffee fiasco is longer a part of our business..
(Cleopatra walks into frame and see’s Rebecca and Mary glaring at her, trying to have an interview and she smiles back at them)
Cleopatra: HBB… Let me call you back…
(Cleo looks back at MaryBecca)
Cleopatra: Sorry about that; did I interrupt something? I am just so sorry because having been a victim of interview interruption myself, I totally feel your pain. I understand how shook to the core you must be, because of my rude actions just now. I know that dear, sweet Rebecca was about to tell the world how she was going to win the Specialists Championship, and while we all know that’s not true, I’m sure her three fans were just dying to know the answer as to how she was going to attempt to do it. Thankfully for me though, I am not one of her three fans, and honestly Rebecca, I don’t see how you win this match. Unfortunately you don’t really have the experience needed to come up big tonight. Just look at your record, it’s less than impressive. And lets not forget about how you’re always looking over your shoulder now that Lisa, and Kensi are out for blood because they desperately want to pay you two back for what happened. So honestly, I don’t know why you would feel confident whatsoever tonight, not looking too good for you. You’re a natural born loser, and have done yourself no favors with your actions.
(Mary steps up to Cleo)
Mary S Atlas: Miku was able to win the Tag Team title within just a few weeks of her career beginning. Why should Rebecca be worried about being inexperienced when Miku doesn’t have all that much either.
???: Tsk tsk tsk.. Do my ears deceive me? That can’t be the sound of irrelevance using my name to crawl out of the dark!
(Miku, holding her Specialists Championship, walks into the scene.)
Miku Sakai: Can you two just never keep my name out of your damn mouths? I’ll tell you why she should be worried about inexperience. She has been nothing more than wasted roster space the entirety of her existence here. No growth, just succubus actions by attaching her name to you Mary. Which was nothing more than a ploy because having you beside her just makes her look moderately competent. Speaking of which slwhore.. You Margaret, don’t think I forgot you sexually assaulting my title with your beady little eyes the other day. It must really annoy you that Rebecca got the title match instead of you. If only you were able to use your words, instead of just leaving subtle hints. It’s the go getters that really succeed aren’t they Mary?
Mary S Atlas: Uh, I’m sorry what? As I recall, Rebecca didn’t ask either..
Miku Sakai: Fuck off, you wannabe know it all! Obviously she didn’t ask either, it was never about her! I was teaching you a lesson, and clearly you learned nothing. OMG you are so upset right now because I chose her instead of you, it’s so embarrassing. Look at your face, I expect the tears to just fall any second now.. So go on, do it! Cry for Mama! I want to see those big old rain drops fall from those eyes!
(Mary shrugs)
Mary S Atlas: I don’t need to cry over something that will happen eventually. Rebecca is uber talented, and deserves the chance to become Specialists Champion. My chance to become Specialists Champion will come, and tonight I’m going to be the loudest one cheering Rebecca along, making sure she wins it!
Miku Sakai: It’s rude to blatantly lie right to someone’s face Mary.. We both know what you just said isn’t true on all accounts.. Rebecca doesn’t really deserve it, she isn’t “uber talented”, and your chance to become Specialists Champion will never come.
Cleopatra: Wait Miku.. Did you catch what she just said? Mary.. You’re actually not going to do a damn thing, because if I have to, I will park myself at ringside to make sure you don’t get involved. Openly talking about giving your partner an unfair advantage? What is this anyway? Lack of confidence in your friend Rebecca? Don’t think she’ll be able to win by herself without you getting involved? I thought you were sure she was going to win? Why do you have to “make sure” she wins?
Miku Sakai: Oh shit! Mary doesn’t believe in Rebecca.. False confidence to be honest, and it is expected.
Rebecca Blackwell: What the hell is your problem Cleo? Why are you completely obsessed with us? This has nothing to do with you.
(Cleo puts her hand to her chest in shock)
Cleopatra: What do you mean? What is MY problem? This has NOTHING to do with me? Are you a fool? This has everything to do with me. You two, you’re the ones that started all this by getting in my face a couple of weeks ago when YOU TWO interrupted ME! So no, I won’t just let it go because then you won’t learn a lesson. Then you would think that it’s ok to behave the way that you do, and can continue to do it without repercussions. So no, I won’t let you interrupt interviews, and cheat to get ahead because you’re not talented enough to actually win on your own. Mary is out here openly admitting that she’s going to try and cheat for you, and now I’m the issue because I won’t allow it to happen? Yeah ok, I won’t let you spin this narrative; you can’t get away with everything you want to little Ms.
Rebecca Blackwell: Alright you’re totally off your rocker.. Once I beat Miku and become the Specialists Champion tonight, and help Mary gets rid of Kensi and Lisa at House of Glass; I want a match with you at Wicked Games.
(Cleo laughs hard, until she looks at Rebecca’s stern look on her face)
Cleo: Oh you’re serious.. Oh, honey, you have no idea what you’re doing… This isn’t something you can just pick up and do. You’re not going up against Mary, you would be going up against me. A legend, a Hall of Famer, not some slapdick that doesn’t know how to wrestle. Do you really want to put yourself through the embarrassment of being exposed by me? You do understand what you just said right? This.. This isn’t even a fair fight? Like at all. This might ruin all your hopes, and dreams for the future. You might not ever be an Elitist after this ever again! But if that’s what you want, knowing full well the implications of your request.. Ok! You’ve made a big mistake, I’ll see you at Wicked Games.
(Cleo walks off, leaving Miku with MaryBecca. Miku turns to Mary)
Miku Sakai: Well, this is awkward. I’ve never been in the company of such unsuccessful humans before.. So uh, anyway; Mary, I guess you can be next in line for a shot at the title or whatever, because I’m damn sure not losing it tonight. Try as you might to cheat in order to get your friend this win.. As you did say before; it won’t matter. Miku Sakai will remain the Specialists Champion, and continue on as the greatest rookie in EAW history! And you two dumb cunts will continue being irrelevant.
Mary S Atlas: Hmm so I guess I was right, and my time to become Specialists Champion is coming after all! You’re already getting proven wrong Miku..
(Miku starts rubbing her temples in annoyance)
Miku Sakai: Mary.. You’re just so.. So stupid, it honestly hurts.
(Miku goes to walk off but stops)
Miku Sakai: Oh wait I forgot one thing..
(Miku flips them both off, before giving out a slight chuckle, and walking off. Mary and Rebecca just roll their eyes, and left very annoyed about what happened)
(Voltage fades to a commercial for ‘The Batman’, in theatres 2022.)
(The camera cuts back to ringside showing the EAW Specialists Championship hanging high above the ring before moving down to Bella Braxton standing in the middle of the ring, ready to announce the next match.
Bella Braxton: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is the special EXPLODING BARBED WIRE LADDER MATCH!!
(The crowd goes wild with cheers after hearing the announcement.)
Bella Braxton: And it is for the ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING SPECIALISTS CHAMPIONSHIP!!
(‘This Still Remains’ by Bloodloss starts playing as Rebecca Blackwell enters the arena to a mixed reaction from the crowd with Mary S. Atlas following closely behind.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first…IS THE CHALLENGER! She is from Camden, London, England. She weighs in at 123 pounds. She is the “Gaijin Goddess’ REBECCA BLACKWELL!
(Rebecca heads to the ring with her gaze solely on the Specialists Championship hanging above the ring.)
James Peters: Here comes the challenger. Rebecca Blackwell is getting an amazing opportunity here tonight. She has a chance to cause what could be considered the upset of the season and win the Specialists Title so early in her young EAW Career.
Rich Russillo: That’s right. Tonight will either be the biggest night in Rebecca’s career or it will be the longest night in her career. This match is very dangerous and can shorten careers in a matter of seconds.
Persephone: I know and I love it! Someone is going to get hurt. You just know it! Let the blood flow and the screams begin! We would get very lucky if they both end up dying.
James Peters: There will be no countouts. There will be no disqualifications. There will be no pinfalls or submissions. The only way to win is to climb a ladder and unhook the belt. The lady who does that will be walking out of here as the Specialists Champion.
(Rebecca enters the ring and takes her corner, not taking her eyes off the Specialists Championship as her theme fades away. Seconds later, “Age-Age Money” by LADYBABY starts to play as the EAW Specialists Champion Miku Sakai comes to the ring to loud boos from the crowd. She is being followed by a few of her simps, but before she heads down the ramp, she slaps them both and sends them away.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing her opponent, she is Fukui, Japan. Weighing in at 110 pounds. She is the reigning and defending EAW SPECIALISTS CHAMPION…MIKU SAKAI!
Rich Russillo: Here comes the Specialists Champion! If there was any doubt about Miku Sakai being a successful singles competitor, I think her winning the title from Dr. Bethany Blue back at Clash of Kingdoms shut up some of the haters. Tonight, she is walking into her specialty and her favorite type of match: a ladder match.
Persephone: I didn’t like the first skank that came to the ring and I don’t like this one either. The only thing that I hope comes from this match is that someone gets hurt quickly and that this match goes a long long time.
James Peters: You might get your wish because look at the weapons around ringside. It wouldn’t be an EAW Exploding Barbed Wire match without the giant wooden planks all around the ring. There’s also ladders all over the place. Some have nothing. Some have just barbed wire and some have both wire and explosives. As it was mentioned, ladder matches are a favorite of the Specialists Champion. Rebecca Blackwell better be careful because Miku Sakai can be dangerous.
(Miku enters the ring and points to the title hanging and tells Rebecca that it’s coming home with her. Miku takes her corner as the referee calls for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
James Peters: Here we go! This match is underway. Miku Sakai defending the Specialists Championship in probably one of the most dangerous matches offered in an Exploding Barbed Wire Ladder match. This match is guaranteed to have blood and it is guaranteed to see someone get some type of injury.
Persephone: Are you being serious right now? This is far from the most dangerous. I think that this match should have been more dangerous. Something where an arm or a leg or a head gets cut off. Oh, how I love the smell of blood on Sunday night. Gets me through the rest of these shithole matches.
Rich Russillo: You are excited for this match, aren’t you?
Persephone: For the sake of blood and injury? Absolutely! For the fact that I have to watch two stupid dumbass bitches in the ring when we could obviously have a statue of my Rexy put in the middle of the ring and we can all stare at for two hours.
James Peters: Rebecca Blackwell seeing where and how she wants to start this match, but it’s Miku Sakai with an immediate cheap shot to the face of Rebecca taking her down. Miku is a huge fan of finding the easy way out of situations like this, but there is no noble way to wrestle a ladder match. The name of the game is to incapacitate your opponent long enough to climb the ladder fast enough to claim the title and end the match.
Rich Russillo: Miku Sakai also need to be careful because Rebecca didn’t come alone. Her tag team partner, Mary S. Atlas is also at ringside. With Mary here, I think Rebecca might have the advantage in this match. Miku might have to have her head on a swivel.
Persephone: Damn, why couldn’t we have tag team partners banned from ringside? I mean you don’t see Hikari Kanno anywhere around here.
Rich Russillo: Well, that’s because Hikari Kanno is injured, Percy. That’s hardly a fair comparison
Persephone: THAT’S NOT THE POINT! These dumb bitches need to realize that you can’t always depend on your tag team partner for stuff like this. While we’re at it, why can’t we have YOU banned from ringside too. This match barely started, and you are already pissing me off.
James Peters: If you two would shut the hell up, we have a title match going on right now! Miku Sakai has the advantage as she brings Rebecca up by the hair and flings her halfway across the ring. Blackwell pulls herself to a sitting position in the closest corner to her AND MIKU SAKAI WITH A DROPKICK TO THE FACE OF REBECCA! Rebecca Blackwell rolls out of the ring and Mary quickly rushes to her side to check on her.
Miku Sakai: (off-mic) What the fuck is this? Afraid to fight your own battles, you dumb cunt?
Rich Russillo: Mary and Miku yelling at each other and Miku didn’t see Rebecca sneak away and she doesn’t see Rebecca coming in the ring from the other side! REBECCA BLACKWELL WITH A STEEL CHAIR TO THE BACK OF MIKU SAKAI! AGAIN AND AGAIN WITH REPEATED SHOTS TO THE BACK!
Persephone: I knew this would happen, damn cheating bitch. Whatever. Since the weapons have already started, with all these ladders, barbed wire, and exploding boards…why in the hell does she need to use a chair? I am not against her using the weapon, but there are stronger weapons that can do more damage, you stupid bitch!
James Peters: Blackwell tosses the chair aside and whips Sakai into the ropes and clobbers her with a clothesline. Rebecca grabs her back up by the neck and hits her with an STO. Sakai down for the moment and Blackwell is sliding back outside the ring. IT HAS BEGUN! REBECCA GRABS ONE OF THE REGULAR LADDERS…
Persephone: BORING!
James Peters: As I was saying, Blackwell grabs a ladder and slides it into the ring. Blackwell sets it up in the ring and starts to climb the ladder. WILL THIS MATCH END THIS QUICKLY?
WHACK!
Rich Russillo: I don’t think so! Miku Sakai using the chair from earlier cracking it against the back of Rebecca and now Miku is ramming the chair into her kidneys and that gets Rebecca to stumble off the ladder. Miku grabs the neck of Blackwell and sends her flying out of the ring with a nice jumping snapmare. This is a rare thing to see from the champion. She doesn’t really go high-risk, but HERE SHE GOES WITH THE SLINGSHOT SENTON TO THE OUTSIDE!
James Peters: MARY S. ATLAS JUST PULLED REBECCA OUT OF THE WAY! MIKU SAKAI CRASHES AND BURNS ON THE OUTSIDE! MARY PAYING DIVIDENDS FOR THE CHALLENGER IN A BIG WAY! They said they were tired of the disrespect, and it looks like they are wanting to gain respect by any means necessary.
Persephone: This is slower than Xander Payne’s metabolism! Get the blood started! NOW!
Rich Russillo: You might get your wish because Rebecca is eyeing one of the barbed wire boards rigged with explosives. Mary helps Rebecca get the board positioned. Now Rebecca brings Miku Sakai to her feet. REBECCA IS GOING TO IRISH WHIP MIKU INTO THE BOARD! IF MIKU IS CAUGHT IN THE EXPLOSION, SHE CAN KISS HER TITLE REIGN GOODBYE. HERE SHE GOES!
James Peters: WHAT THE HELL IS THIS? A FAN JUST JUMPED THE BARRICADE! WHERE THE FUCK IS SECURITY? WAIT! IT LOOKS LIKE IT COULD BE ONE OF MIKU’S SIMPS WHO JUST JUMPED THE BARRICADE! MIKU CRASHED INTO THE POOR SIMP, BUT NEITHER FALL!
Persephone: Guess again. Dumb bitch Rebecca just dropkicked Miku sending the dumbass falling into the barbed wire. HAHAHAHAHA! YES! LISTEN TO THE PATHETIC MORTAL SCREAM! BUT THAT’S NOT ALL! HOLD ON…
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BOOM!
Rich Russillo: HOLY SHIT! THE LADIES BACKED AWAY AS FAST AS POSSIBLE, BUT THE POOR FAN OR SIMP OR WHATEVER TOOK ALL OF THE DAMAGE FROM THE BARBED WIRE AND THE EXPLOSION! HE TOOK THE BULLET FOR MIKU SAKAI SO SHE COULD SURVIVE! HE’S CONVULSING IN HORRIBLE AGONY AND PAIN AS THE EMT’S COME TO TAKE CARE OF THE FIRST VICTIM OF THE NIGHT!
Persephone: Oh, I love it! Look at his back and body covered with blood and burned skin from the point-blank effect of that explosion. He did all that for a woman who wants absolutely nothing to do with him. She will never love him, and he basically died for her. The pain and destruction I just witnessed might make this match bearable and put a smile on my face.
James Peters: If it wasn’t obvious from Persephone’s monologue, Miku Sakai is showing absolutely no concern for the young man who risked his life for her. Miku waves the simp off and Rebecca once again from behind with a lariat to the back of the neck.
Rich Russillo: Rebecca throws Miku back into the ring and now Rebecca grabs a barbed wire ladder and pushes that into the ring. She’s shaking away the sting from her hands due to the barbed wire that is wrapped around the ladder.
Persephone: Well, what do you expect when you blatantly grab barbed wire bare handed? Think smarter and use common sense, you dumb blonde. Now that barbed wire is FINALLY in the ring, how about we see some blood pour from one of you two! Stop wasting my time.
James Peters: Blackwell rolls back into the ring and grabs the ladder once again and this time looks to use it as a weapon. Sakai coming back to her feet! BLACKWELL USING THE LADDER AS A BATTERING RAM BUT SAKAI DUCKS OUT OF THE WAY! BLACKWELL COMING BACK A SECOND TIME AND SAKAI WITH A LOW DROPKICK TO THE KNEE! MIKU GETS OUT OF THE WAY AS BLACKWELL FALLS FORWARD! BLACKWELL FACE FIRST INTO THE LADDER AND INTO THE BARBED WIRE! REBECCA TRIED TO PUT HER ARMS UP TO BLOCK IT BUT SHE STILL GOT SOME WIRE IN THE FACE.
Persephone: The Simp Slut is pulling the bimbo off the ladder and look at that beautiful crimson color. Rebecca’s forearms are bleeding from the block and there’s also a small cut on her forehead. Nice start, but I want more. Exactly what I would say to my Sexy Rexy! Anyways, blonde bimbo shoved into the corner and she eats a clothesline from the other slut.
Rich Russillo: BLACKWELL DOWN AND SAKAI IS NOW GOING FOR THE “EAT MY ASS”. STINKFACE ON THE WAY BUT LOOK AT MARY S. ATLAS POPPING MIKU IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH A KENDO STICK! MARY AGAIN INTERFERING ON BEHALF OF HER TAG TEAM PARTNER! SAKAI HOLDING HER HEAD ONCE AGAIN JAW JACKING WITH MARY ON THE APRON AND THAT IS GIVING REBECCA AMPLE TIME TO RECOVER!
Persephone: When you name a move “Eat My Ass” and your name is not Rex McAllister and I’m not his opponent, you deserve everything you fucking get after that.
James Peters: What the fuck is wrong with you today? NOW LOOK! MIKU SAKAI TURNS AROUND IS PLANTED WITH A SPINEBUSTER RIGHT ON TOP OF THE PLAIN LADDER! GOOD GAWD!! DID YOU SEE MIKU’S NECK SNAP BACK AND HIT THE RUNGS ON IMPACT? MARY S. ATLAS ONCE AGAIN MAKING HER PRESENCE FELT IN THIS MATCH! REBECCA READJUSTS THE LADDER IN PLACE AFTER THE SPINEBUSTER AND NOW SHE IS LOOKING TO TAKE ADVANTAGE BY CLIMBING UP ONCE AGAIN! BUT SHE IS LOOKING AT THE ENTRANCE RAMP! WHAT THE HELL IS REBECCA DOING?
(The camera moves up the ramp to show Cleopatra coming down the ramp with loud cheers from the crowd.)
Rich Russillo: Look at what we got here! Things just got interesting for MaryBecca. HERE COMES CLEOPATRA! Cleopatra will be facing Rebecca Blackwell at Wicked Games, so she must have some interest in this match. Especially since Mary has already made her presence felt numerous in this match already. She might not be Pro-Miku Sakai, but she is out here to be the equalizer and just make sure that Mary keeps her nose out of this match. Cleo is looking to level the playing field.
Persephone: Why? Now the match will go longer! I only want it to go longer if there is blood and guts spewing everywhere. Not because some old has been who is trying to make things all fair. How boring!
Rebecca Blackwell: (off-mic) What the hell are you doing here? This doesn’t concern you!
(Cleopatra just looks at Rebecca with a smile and shrugs.)
James Peters: Either way, Rebecca ignores Cleo and goes back to climbing the ladder, but she might have wasted too much time looking at Cleo because Miku with a forearm to the back of Blackwell and pulls her off the ladder. Sakai positions the barbed ladder on the ring ropes as well as the ladder itself and NOW SAKAI CLIMBS BUT BLACKWELL IS ON THE OTHER SIDE! BOTH LADIES ARE CLOSE TO THE TOP AND ARE JUST SLUGGING EACH OTHER IN THE FACE!
Rich Russillo: BOTH LADIES ON WEAK KNEES AND NOW BOTH WOMEN HAVE A HOLD OF EACH OTHER TRYING TO THROW THE OTHER OFF THE LADDER! NEITHER ONE WILLING TO GIVE AN INCH! NOW BOTH LADIES GO FLYING OFF THE LADDER AND CRASH INTO THE SETUP LADDER! BOTH LADIES LAND CHEST AND FACE FIRST INTO THE BARBED WIRE AS THE LADDER BENDS FROM THE FORCE AND FALLS TO THE RING!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Persephone: It’s about damn time that they start with the violence! Both ladies stuck in barbed wire. Injury obvious and blood guaranteed. That’s how a match should be done in my presence.
(Camera cuts briefly backstage as it shows Kensi and Lisa Wren watching this match very intently.)
Persephone: What is this? Night of the living bitch? There is blood and pain in the ring, so why the hell are we showing these two Dynasty whores on our show? First, it was the women in the match and a tagalong tag team partner. Then it was that old hag, Cleopatra making herself noticed. Now these two bimbos. Damn I hate them all. Why is this match all of a sudden starting to suck? Let’s get back to the blood!
Rich Russillo: Only you think it sucks. This is actually an interesting development because regardless of how this match ends, Mary and Rebecca will have to face Kensi and Lisa Wren in just six nights at House of Glass in the infamous 10,000 Shards match. If Rebecca Blackwell doesn’t win this match, this is going to be a long week for her. I wonder who they want to win the match?
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! * CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* THIS IS AWESOME! * CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP*
James Peters: As long as there is enough of MaryBecca left at House of Glass for them to take apart, I don’t think they care either way. I am also inclined to agree with the crowd here in attendance. This has been an awesome match so far between these two ladies. Neither woman willing to give an inch to the other. Both women managed to get themselves free from the barbed wire. BOTH WOMEN NOW HAVE THE BEGINNINGS OF THE CLASSIC CRIMSON MASK! BOTH ARE NOW BLEEDING FROM HAVING THEIR SKIN SCRAPING AGAINST THE BARBED WIRE AND IT IS STICKING INTO THEIR FLESH!
Rich Russillo: Both women are on spaghetti legs, but they are standing. MIKU SAKAI IS GLARING AT REBECCA! MIKU SAKAI JUST SPAT IN THE FACE OF REBECCA BLACKWELL! WHAT DISRESPECT COMING FROM THE CHAMPION!
Persephone: EWW!! THAT IS DISGUSTING! ESPECIALLY DURING TIMES LIKE THIS!
Rich Russillo: NOW MIKU ADDS INSULT TO INJURY BY FLIPPING OFF THE CHALLENGER! SHE IS LETTING HER KNOW EXACTLY WHAT SHE THINKS OF REBECCA BLACKWELL! REBECCA BLACKWELL RESPONDS WITH A SLAP TO THE FACE OF MIKU SAKAI! SHE GRABS MIKU BY THE ARM AND SHE IS DRAGGING MIKU BACK TO THE LADDER! REBECCA SLIDES HER ARM THROUGH THE RUNGS OF THE LADDER BEFORE SHE WRAPS HER LEGS AROUND MIKU’S ARM AND FALLS BACK!
James Peters: ARMBAR! MODIFIED ARMBAR BY REBECCA BLACKWELL! SHE IS USING THE LADDER TO CAUSE EXTRA DAMAGE TO THE ARM OF MIKU SAKAI! MIKU IS SCREAMING IN PAIN AND REBECCA BLACKWELL IS RELISHING IN THE MOMENT! LISTEN TO REBECCA SCREAM AT MIKU!
Rebecca Blackwell: (off-mic) YOU LIKE THAT, HUH? THIS IS WHAT YOU DESERVE FOR DISRESPECTING US, BITCH!
Rich Russillo: If that armbar stays on any longer, Miku is going to risk of only being able to climb the ladder with only one arm! The champion needs to find a way out and fast. And I think she’s thought of something. MIKU IS KICKING REBECCA! MIKU IS KICKING THROUGH THE RUNGS OF THE LADDER AT THE BACK OF REBECCA’S HEAD TRYING TO GET FREE! REBECCA FINALLY BREAKS THE HOLD AND TUMBLES TO THE MAT! MIKU TRYING TO SHAKE FEELING BACK INTO HER ARM AS SHE HITS THE ROPES AND DELIVERS A BEAUTIFUL RUNNING DROPKICK TO THE FACE OF BLACKWELL!
Persephone: Just climb the ladder already or cause more bloodshed! Now Miku has grabbed a loose piece of the barbed wire from the ladder and is wrapping it around the neck of Rebecca Blackwell! That’s right! Choke the blonde bitch! Look at the blood trickling from her neck as she now scrapes the barbed wire across the forehead. Oh yeah!! There’s the blood mama asked for. I hate these two bitches, but I am loving the blood. It speaks to me!
Rich Russillo: BLACKWELL SCREAMING IN PAIN AS SAKAI REMOVES THE BARBED WIRE! SAKAI HAS HAD ENOUGH OF REBECCA BLACKWELL! SHE’S CALLING BLACKWELL TO HER FEET! BLACKWELL IS UP AND SAKAI IS READY FOR THE DEATH! ASAI DDT ON THE WAY! WAIT! LOOK!
James Peters: MARY HAS ENTERED THE RING ONCE AGAIN! WHY HASN’T THE REFEREE THROWN MARY OUT? MARY S. ATLAS ONCE AGAIN INTERFERING ON HER PARTNER’S BEHALF WITH A SUPERKICK RIGHT TO THE FACE OF MIKU SAKAI! THEY ARE GOING TO PULL OUT ALL THE STOPS TO MAKE SURE THEY BRING THE SPECIALISTS TITLE HOME TO MARYBECCA! MARY IS SO PROUD OF HERSELF AS SHE HOPS OFF THE APRON THINKING THAT SHE HELPED CAUSED THE FATAL BLOW! CLEOPATRA SAW THAT AND SHE DOES NOT LOOK HAPPY! SHE IS RUNNING FULL SPEED TOWARDS MARY! DOUBLE LEG TAKEDOWN AND NOW CLEO AND MARY ARE GETTING IT ON!
Persephone: That old lady and the other half of the blonde bimbo brigade are fighting at ringside as bimbo rakes the eyes of the old lady. Be careful! Her eyes don’t have very many good years left. She might have cataracts or something! Respect your elders because you might unintentionally break their hip!
James Peters: Would you be nice! Cleopatra has had all she could stand of Mary S. Atlas interfering in this title match. All it took was once to light Cleo’s fuse and make her mad. She’s had enough of MaryBecca whining and complaining, but Mary has her by the hair and she is dragging Cleo to one of the barbed wire boards at ringside. MARY PICKS HER AND IS GOING TO SLAM HER INTO THE BARBED WIRE! BUT CLEO GETS FREE AND ESCAPES BY SLIDING OFF THE BACK OF MARY! ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE TEMPLE OF MARY DAZES HER LONG ENOUGH FOR CLEO TO BACK UP BEFORE SHE RUNS FULL SPEED AT MARY!
Rich Russillo: I DON’T BELIEVE IT! CLEOPATRA JUST SPEARED MARY S. ATLAS INTO THE BARBED WIRE BOARD! MARY SCREAMING IN HORRIBLE PAIN! CLEOPATRA WENT TO THE LEFT OF THE BOARD SO SHE CAME OUT UNSCATHED, BUT WE CAN’T SAY THE SAME FOR MARY! SHE HAS TAKEN COMPLETELY OUT OF THE EQUATION THANKS TO CLEOPATRA! NOW THE MEDICAL TEAM IS BACK TO CHECK ON MARY! THEY MIGHT AS WELL STAY AT RINGSIDE BECAUSE THIS COULD GET WORSE BEFORE THE BELL RINGS. REBECCA BLACKWELL HAS RECOVERED AND REBECCA BLACKWELL IS PISSED! SHE SHOUTS A FEW THINGS THAT WE REALLY CAN’T REPEAT ON TELEVISION, EVEN IF IT IS VOLTAGE! WILL THIS BE WHAT WE WITNESS AT WICKED GAMES WHEN REBECCA AND CLEO FACE OFF! Right now, Rebecca knows that she needs to keep her head in the game if she wants to win the Specialists Championship tonight.
Persephone: She’s too stupid to accomplish that feat. But this nitwit is setting up a ladder in the corner using the ropes to hold it up. Now she’s dragging Miku McSimpSlut and slamming her on the ladder. Rebecca climbs to the top rope. Damn, could she be any slower? Hurry up and go! Now she jumps! About fucking time!
James Peters: BLACKWELL’S END THROUGH THE LADDER!! ELBOW DROP CONNECTS AND MIKU SAKAI IS NOT MOVING WITH THAT BULLSEYE HIT! ANOTHER LADDER BENT UNDER THE FORCE OF A MOVE! ARE WE ABOUT TO WITNESS THE END OF MIKU SAKAI’S REIGN AS SPECIALISTS CHAMPION? REBECCA SLOW GETTING BACK TO HER FEET BUT SHE SLIDES OUT OF THE RING SEEMINGLY TO GRAB ANOTHER LADDER!
(Rebecca grabs one of the double rigged ladders and carefully slides it in the ring.)
Rich Russillo: MIKU SAKAI IS DOWN AND LOOK AT REBECCA GO! REBECCA NEEDS TO BE CAREFUL! THAT LADDER HAS BOTH BARBED WIRE AND EXPLOSIVES! ONE WRONG MOVE AND BLACKWELL GETS BLOWN SKY HIGH! BUT SHE GRABS THE LADDER CLOSEST TO HER AND SHE IS GOING TO MAKE HER MOVE RIGHT HERE AND RIGHT NOW!
Persephone: Good! Let her get blown up. Nobody has died yet, so I am still not happy. Blonde bimbo has set up the ladder in the middle of the ring and she looks ready to climb.
James Peters: REBECCA CLIMBS UP! HER HAND TOUCHING THE BARBED WIRE, BUT SHE DOESN’T CARE! SHE IS ONLY A FEW RUNGS AWAY FROM A HUGE UPSET! KEEP GOING REBECCA YOU GOT THIS!! REBECCA BLACKWELL IS SO CLOSE! SHE NEEDS TO HURRY!
Rich Russillo: NOT FAST ENOUGH! HERE COMES MIKU SAKAI!! SAKAI IS HURTING BUT SHE IS ALSO MAKING HER WAY UP THE LADDER! LOOK NOW! BOTH WOMEN HAVE MADE IT TO THE TOP OF THE LADDER!! THIS MIGHT BE THE END FOR ONE OF THESE WOMEN! WHO IS GOING TO PULL DOWN THE BELT FIRST?
Persephone: It doesn’t matter to me. I want some explosions and blood and maybe death. If that blonde skank wants to be champion, she can’t rely on her buddy Mary. She’s met her fate with one of the boards at ringside. :mjlol: Stupid blonde pin cushion. About as smart as one too. But both these bitches are throwing forearms and fists at each other hoping to knock the other off the ladder.
James Peters: MIKU! REBECCA! MIKU! REBECCA! MIKU! REBECCA! MIKU! REBECCA! MIKU! REBECCA! REBECCA BLACKWELL GETS THE ADVANTAGE AND MIKU STUMBLES DOWN A RUNG, BUT THE LADDER DOESN’T EXPLODE! REBECCA IS GOING FOR THE BELT! HER HANDS ARE ON THE BELT! THIS MATCH IS OVER! REBECCA SEEMS TO HAVE A LITTLE HESITATION, BUT I WONDER WHY! JUST GO FOR THE BELT!
Rich Russillo: LOOK AT MIKU SAKAI! SHE IS SCREAMING AT REBECCA!
Miku Sakai: (off-mic) Come on, you stupid blonde cunt. You want respect so bad? You want to win so bad? Then unhook the belt!
Rich Russillo: MIKU SAKAI IS ALMOST TAUNTING REBECCA TO GO FOR THE BELT! THERE HAS TO BE A CATCH! EITHER WAY, REBECCA IS STARTING TO UNHOOK THE BELT! WE ARE A FEW SECONDS AWAY FROM HAVING A NEW CHAMPION!
James Peters: REBECCA IS GOING TO SEIZE THE MOMENT AND SOAK IN THE GLORY!! WAIT! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS! FEEL THY WRATH! MIKU JUST CLAWED THE EYES OF REBECCA BLACKWELL! THERE IS A STINGING SENSATION IN THE EYES OF REBECCA BLACKWELL, BUT SHE IS NOT LETTING GO OF THE BELT! NOW MIKU SAKAI JUST GRABBED THE BELT AND CRACKED REBECCA IN THE SKULL WITH THE TITLE BELT! YOU WERE RIGHT, RICH, THERE WAS A CATCH! MORE LIKE AN UNDERHANDED TRICK! BLACKWELL SENT SLIDING DOWN THE LADDER! HER FACE SCRAPING ON THE BARBED WIRE!
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BOOM!
Persephone: YES! YES! OH GAWD YES! That was almost as good as my Wednesday night fantasy about my Rexy and me. The shot from Miku Sakai caused the ladder to explode! Two dead bitches in the middle of the ring. The smoke needs to clear away so I can see the blood and dismembered body parts! Come on, baby!
(The smoke starts to fade away a little, but people can only see the silhouette of one body on the mat.)
Persephone: MOTHER FUCKER! There were supposed to be two dead whores and all I can see is one body. Which bitch died?
(The smoke finally completely clears and the body on the mat happens to be…REBECCA BLACKWELL. The camera moves from Rebecca Blackwell up to the belt and we see Miku Sakai dangling in the air holding onto the Specialists Title belt.)
Rich Russillo: I guess you got your answer BUT LOOK AT MIKU SAKAI! THE LADDER EXPLOSION SHOULD HAVEN TAKEN BOTH WOMEN OUT, BUT MIKU SAKAI MUST HAVE GRABBED THE BELT AT THE VERY LAST SECOND TO SAVE HERSELF AND PREVENT AS MUCH DAMAGE AS POSSIBLE! IT MIGHT NOT HAVE HELPED BECAUSE THE BELT IS SWINGING WILDLY AND TAKING MIKU AROUND WITH IT! MIKU IS DOING WHATEVER SHE CAN TO HOLD ON!
James Peters: THE BELT IS STARTING TO SLOW DOWN AND NOW MIKU SAKAI IS TAKING FULL ADVANTAGE OF THE SITUATION! MIKU SAKAI IS STARTING TO UNHOOK THE BELT! WILL THIS BE ENOUGH!
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James Peters: IT IS! IT WAS ENOUGH! MIKU SUCCESSFULLY UNHOOKED THE BELT AND SHE CRASHES BACK TO THE MAT! MIKU HOLDING THAT BELT CLOSE TO HER CHEST! THIS MATCH IS OVER! MIKU SAKAI SURVIVES AND RETAINS THE SPECIALISTS CHAMPIONSHIP!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(Age-Age Money starts playing again as Miku Sakai is still clutching the Specialists Championship close to her chest as the Medical Team comes in to check on the ladies.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match…AND STILL THE ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING SPECIALISTS CHAMPION…MIKU SAKAI!!
(The crowd is still booing Miku after her victory, but they are applauding the effort these two women gave tonight.)
James Peters: The heart. The fire. And the desire shown by these two women tonight was almost immeasurable. They both wanted this match so badly, but it was the champion Miku Sakai who survived and keeps the title.
Rich Russillo: Rebecca was so close at the very end of this match to winning the whole thing, but the champion used cunning and deceit to turn the tables. I highly doubt that this will be the last time we see Rebecca Blackwell in a championship picture during her time in EAW.
Persephone: I got my blood and I got my explosions. This show can end now.
(Rebecca Blackwell still hasn’t moved, but the medical team is trying to help Miku, but she is telling the “perverted simps” to fuck off. Miku slowly rolls out of the ring and she is slowly making her way up the ramp.)
James Peters: We said at the beginning of this match that injury was almost guaranteed. Miku Sakai might be walking out, but she is walking out very slowly. Then there’s Rebecca Blackwell who looks like she will be wheeled out on a stretcher. We wish Rebecca a quick recovery before MaryBecca’s match at House of Class on Saturday.
Persephone: Dumb Dynasty bitches probably loved watching these bitches blowing up as much as I did, but they all need to go away.
(The final shot is of Miku Sakai holding her title in the air at the top of the entrance ramp as the team is still helping Rebecca as the camera cuts elsewhere.)
(The camera cuts backstage to Molly Waters backstage sitting in a chair ready for her next interview.)
Molly Waters: The action is heating up, especially with Wicked Games on the horizon. But there is still going to be plenty of action going on next week on the last Voltage before Wicked Games. Allow me to introduce the man who will be competing against Drake King next week with the EAW Championship on the line. Ladies and gentleman, Donovan Duke.
(The camera shot widens to show Donovan Duke sitting in a chair next to Molly with a smile on his face.)
Molly Waters: Donovan, thank you so much for taking some time out for this interview.
Donovan Duke: It’s my pleasure, Molly. Thank you so much for having me.
Molly Waters: We are glad to have you with us. Are you ready for this?
Donovan Duke: I certainly am. Fire away.
Molly Waters: Alright. Let’s start off with the first question. What exactly does the EAW championship mean to you?
Donovan Duke: It’s so hard to find words on how to describe the EAW Championship, but I’ll try my best. The EAW Championship is one of the biggest prizes of this company and it’s a dream of every person who dreams of becoming a professional wrestler to hold a World Title in the biggest wrestling promotion in the world. I’m no different. Ever since seeing my older brothers win Championships of their own, I have always dreamed of one day winning a title of my own and being able to wear my own title belt around my waist. The EAW Championship also represents some of the hardest workers in this business. I want to add my name to that list of illustrious Elitists who have held the title. Winning the EAW Championship would mean the world to me and it would show that I have earned my spot and it will shut down the haters once and for all that I do belong in this company.
Molly Waters: I can understand that. Next question. If you win the EAW Championship next week, do you have any goals you’d like to accomplish with the belt itself?
Donovan Duke: With the EAW Championship around my waist, I would love to continue to build my career, continue to take the EAW Championship to new levels, and start my legacy with this first reign as champion. I would also love to be a role model for any aspiring wrestler or young fan that watches Voltage that anything is possible if you follow your dreams, follow your heart, and don’t let people tell you no.
Molly Waters: Now how do you feel about your upcoming opponent Drake King? Not just him, but how do you also feel about all of New Eden?
Donovan Duke: As for Drake and New Eden, I’ve made it widely known that I don’t like them. I don’t like the tactics they use or the propaganda they spread. Then again, Drake King has always had this tendency to be underhanded. He considers himself to be this messiah to change the world and EAW into his and New Eden’s vision. Is anybody really being fooled by this façade? Outside of his wrestling ability, Drake King is a snake. He always has been one and he always will be one. Feelings aside, Drake King is a very tough competitor who knows how to get the job done. There’s a reason why he’s been a champion on so many occasions. This will be one of my toughest matches in my career and I know I need to watch myself against him if I want to walk out of Voltage next week as the new EAW Champion.
Molly Waters: I think we all remember that you’ve faced Drake King before on Voltage. Can you tell us how much has changed about you since your first match against Drake?
Donovan Duke: Anything and everything has changed about me since then. I mean I am still the same mouthy and classy gentleman I have always been, but for everything else, it is almost a complete 180 from the man I was last year. When I faced Drake King last season, I still had it in my mind that flying under the radar was the safest strategy for someone like me. Being timid did not pay off for me. Now that I am a year older and a year wiser, my mindset and game plan going into matches is to not be intimidated by anyone or anything. In terms of my wrestling ability, I have only continued to improve my arsenal and improve my skills each and every time I step into the ring. I’m not sure if Drake remembers, but he got dangerously close to losing to me in that last match we had. Next week, I plan on following through.
Molly Waters: All this season, you have been very determined and very competitive in the ring. Why do you believe you’ll win and become the EAW Champion next week?
Donovan Duke: Even when I’m considered a huge underdog in any given situation, I have this never give up attitude. Poker players are always told that as long as you have a chip in your hand and a seat at the table, you still have a chance to win the tournament. Every time I step into that ring, no matter the situation, I go in and fight my heart out regardless of the opponent. Drake King has been in the ring with many competitors since our last match, so he is not as familiar with me. I’m going to use that along with all the hard work, all the blood, all the sweat, and all the tears to build up to this moment. To this crowning glory. I believe that I have all the capabilities to win the match and win the EAW Championship. Many people before me have tried their hardest to dethrone Drake King. I want to be the man who dethrones Drake and ends his reign of tyranny.
Molly Waters: On the topic of New Eden, does it bother you at all that your partner in the tag turmoil tournament, Minerva, is working alongside Drake in New Eden?
Donovan Duke: I really don’t like it one bit, but these are the cards that were dealt before me, and I am going to use them to my full advantage. I don’t agree with anything that comes out of New Eden’s mouth and I don’t agree with anything of their antics. I’ve told that straight to Minerva’s face. Us working together in this tournament is strictly business. I want this shot at the Tag Team Championships and if it means tolerating someone in New Eden to get it, then so be it. I also know that with this—for lack of a better term—association with someone from New Eden means that I need to have eyes in the back of my head because one wrong move could mean I could end up getting beat down just as bad as Jamie O’Hara did.
Molly Waters: With the Tag Team Turmoil Tournament and the finals being decided tonight, do you see yourself becoming a double champion in the near future?
Donovan Duke: Absolutely. I think I stand a pretty good chance to become a double champion in the near future. As I’ve said before, I am on one of the biggest rolls in EAW today. Sure, there have been a few bumps along the way, but I have been putting forth my best effort and best work ever since Pain for Pride. People are starting to take notice of how big of a threat I can truly be in the ring. The playing cards I use are not only good for poker, but they can sometimes tell accurate fortunes. I truly believe that becoming a double champion is written in the cards for me.
Molly Waters: Last question, Donovan. How do you feel knowing that in just one week, you’ll be competing in the first World Championship match of your career?
Donovan Duke: There are still so many emotions going through my mind right now. I’m still stunned that I was able to get a World Championship match so quickly in my career. It just shows that all my hard work and my dedication to improving my game have paid off very well for me here in EAW. Some people have long careers in this business and never receive a match like this. With this huge opportunity put before me, I am going to make the most out of this chance. I can guarantee that if I haven’t opened up some eyes before, I certainly will next week.
Molly Waters: Alright. That was the last question. Thank you, again, Donovan for joining us and good luck later tonight in your Semifinal match.
Donovan Duke: Thank you. For the luck and the invite. It was a pleasure to be here.
(Donovan stands up and smiles before he courteously shakes Molly’s hand as he walks away to get ready for his match.)
Molly Waters: Drake versus Donovan next week with the EAW Championship on the line next week. Later on tonight, both semifinal matches will take place to determine who will advance to Wicked Games. For now, let’s head back to ringside.
(The camera stays on Molly for a few moments longer before the camera fades elsewhere.)
(Voltage fades back to ringside, where Bella Braxton is seen with a microphone in her hand.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen… The following tag team contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!
Bella Braxton: And it is a tag team turmoil tournament SEMI FINALS MATCH!!!
(The crowd cheers, and for the most part those cheers continue, although becoming more of a mixed reaction as ‘Invincible’ by Pop Smoke hits. Chris Elite begins to walk out to the stage, and he looks completely focused for his upcoming match. Chris reluctantly decides to wait at the stage for his partner as the crowd continues to give both cheers and boos, and the boos become a bit more prominent as ‘Stop Breathing (Alternate Intro)’ by GOATboi Carti hits. Jake Smith begins to make his way out to the stage, and it seems like that’s enough waiting for Chris, who immediately begins walking down towards the ring. Jake follows behind, and he actually looks very focused himself, not paying much attention to either the boos or the cheers coming from the crowd.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first… THE TEAM OF CHRRRIIISSSS EEELLIIIIIIIITTTEEE AND JAAAAAAAKKEE SMIIIIIIIIIITTHH!!!!!!
James Peters: Last week it was announced that Jake Smith would be Chris Elite’s new partner for this tournament, and now this week we have the chance to see just how well they can work together!
Rich Russillo: The Haircare Kings got this. They’ve already worked together in the Brand Warfare match. It’s not like they don’t have experien-
Persephone: No, no no no.
Rich Russillo: What?
Persephone: We are NOT calling them the “Haircare Kings” or whatever dumb name Jake keeps bringing up.
Rich Russillo: :mjcry:
Persephone: Anyways, If it wasn’t already obvious I couldn’t care less what happens tonight, but I’m pretty sure these two should have the advantage since Chris literally handpicked him.
(‘The Outsiders’ by Eric Church hits, and the crowd gives a far more positive reaction as Donovan Duke makes his way out to the stage. He already said everything he needed to about this match, and as he makes his way towards the ring he keeps his eyes focused on his opponents. Donovan doesn’t really bother waiting for his partner, because as ‘Blood, Milk & Sky’ by White Zombie hits, any positive reactions coming from the crowd is turned into extremely loud booing. Minerva walks out dragging her National Elite Championship, and she doesn’t seem bothered much by the reactions. She just makes her way to the ring, and much like Donovan she seems extremely focused on this match. The boos are relentless, and overshadowing the music, but Minerva clearly has only one thing in mind, and that’s this match.)
Bella Braxton; And their opponents… The team of DONOVAANNNN DUUUUUUKEEE… AND THE NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION, MMIIIINNEERRRRVVVAAA!!!!!
James Peters: We saw earlier that Drake King had something in mind when he talked to Minerva and Myles, but I’m not too sure what it is yet. Nonetheless, Minerva’s heading into this match with a partner that she managed to win with already once, despite not exactly being friends with them.
Rich Russillo: That’s right. Minerva and Donovan Duke worked well last week, but this week they’re definitely not gonna have chemistry or anything like that on their side, especially when Donovan will be facing New Eden’s own Drake King soon!
Persephone: Yeah yeah. The shorty’s getting a World title match next week, Minerva still sucks, let’s just get this over with.
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
James Peters: Here we go! Minerva and Chris Elite are starting this match, and this is far from the first time that they’re sharing the ring with each other! These two know each other very well and likely know some of the moves they might use to try and open up the match, which is why they’re circling the ring, waiting to see who’ll strike first! This is definitely the right move, as a good start could easily impact how this match goes, and if they start this match off with the right move it could even bring their team the win!
Rich Russillo: AND NOW BOTH CHRIS AND MINERVA RUN UP TO EACH OTHER QUICKLY LOCKING UP! BOTH ELITISTS STRUGGLE FOR CONTROL, AND I THINK CHRIS HAD THE UPPER HAND FOR A MOMENT BUT MINERVA IS ABLE TO QUICKLY SLIP AROUND BEHIND CHRIS AND GRAB ONTO HIS WAIST, POSSIBLY LOOKING FOR A TAKEDOWN! CHRIS GRABS MINERVA’S ARM AND PULLS HER OFF OF HIM THOUGH, CAUSING MINERVA TO STUMBLE INTO THE CORNER! CHRIS ELITE NOW CHARGES IN, BUT MINERVA DUCKS UNDER CHRIS’ ATTEMPT AT A CLOTHESLINE BEFORE GOING FOR THE DEVIL’S TOUCH TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!
James Peters: BUT CHRIS MANAGED TO DUCK UNDER IT! CHRIS ROLLS BACKWARDS OUT OF THE CORNER NOW, BEFORE JUMPING UP AND HITTING MINERVA WITH A BICYCLE KICK TO THE SIDE OF HER JAW! That was a close call from Chris, as that superkick to the back of the head was part of what Minerva used to finish off Cleopatra back at Battle of Egypt! Minerva’s holding her jaw as she slowly finds her way back up, and Chris Elite grabs her arm before irish whipping her into the ropes! Chris hops over Minerva as she bounces off of the ropes, and delivers an arm drag as Minerva bounces off of the opposite pair!
Rich Russillo: Minerva gets right back up, AND CHRIS JUMPS UP AND LOOKS FOR A CORKSCREW ROUNDHOUSE KICK- BUT MINERVA DUCKS UNDER IT, CAUSING CHRIS TO DROP ON THE MAT! MINERVA QUICKLY RUNS THE ROPES AS CHRIS ELITE ATTEMPTS TO GET BACK UP TO HIS FEET, BUT HE’S MET WITH A HUGE SCISSOR KICK! Chris Elite drops down to the mat, and Minerva turns him over before looking for the first cover of the match!
ONE!
T-
Rich Russillo: CHRIS WITH A STRONG KICKOUT, and this match is far from over!
Persephone: That’s a real shame. Chris Elite is already starting to find his way back up, and that’s just a sign that you haven’t hit him hard enough yet. Come on, he’s bald. Just drop him on his head a few times and it’ll crack open like an egg.
James Peters: Minerva grabs Chris as he’s making his way back to his feet, AND SHE DELIVERS A SUPLEX, BUT SHE DOESN’T STOP AT ONE! Minerva rolls back up while holding onto Chris, AND NOW SHE LIFTS CHRIS UP ONCE MORE, BEFORE DELIVERING A SECOND SUPLEX! MINERVA NOW ROLLING BACK UP ONCE MORE, AND NOW SHE GOES FOR-
Rich Russillo: NO! CHRIS ELITE WITH A PUNCH TO THE MIDSECTION, AND I THINK CHRIS KNOWS JUST HOW DANGEROUS IT IS BEING IN A POSITION LIKE THIS, KNOWING MINERVA COULD POTENTIALLY TRY AND DROP HIM WITH THE ATLAS FALLS! Chris with a second punch to the midsection now, AND MINERVA ATTEMPTS TO LIFT CHRIS UP ANYWAY- BUT CHRIS DELIVERS A KNEE TO THE TOP OF THE HEAD BEFORE JUMPING BACK DOWN TO HIS FEET AND PULLING MINERVA’S HEAD IN BETWEEN HIS LEGS, LIFTING HER UP INTO A POWERBOMB POSITION!
James Peters: BUT NOW IT’S MINERVA LOOKING FOR THE COUNTER, AS SHE BEGINS TO PUNCH AWAY AT CHRIS’ HEAD! MINERVA WITH PUNCH AFTER PUNCH, LOOKING TO AVOID BEING HIT WITH A VERY BIG MOVE EARLY INTO THE MATCH! CHRIS SEEMS TO BE SLIGHTLY LOSING HIS GRASP ON MINERVA AS HE CAN’T DEFEND HIMSELF WHILE HOLDING HER, BUT NOW MINERVA MANAGES TO PUSH HERSELF OVER CHRIS’ HEAD BEFORE DROPPING DOWN AND PULLING CHRIS INTO A SUNSET FLIP PIN!
ONE!
TWO-
James Peters: CHRIS ELITE IS OUT, AND HE IMMEDIATELY ROLLS BACK UP TO HIS FEET BEFORE BACKPEDALING INTO THE ROPES, BOUNCING OFF AND LOOKING FOR A FRONT DROPKICK!
Rich Russillo: MINERVA ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY THOUGH! Both Elitists quickly get back to their feet, BUT MINERVA MANAGES TO LAND A HUGE DISCUS ELBOW SMASH! That caused Chris to stumble a bit, BUT CHRIS TURNS AROUND AND DELIVERS A DISCUS ELBOW OF HIS OWN! Now it’s Minerva stumbling back, and these two must have so much disdain for each other at this point. They definitely could have gone for a tag, but it looks like they’re planning to make sure their opponent is down for the count before they even think about bringing a partner in!
Persephone: I don’t really care about who gets tagged in or whatever. They just need to hurry up and get this over with. I can’t believe we have to deal with two of these stupid “can they co-exist???” matches tonight.
James Peters: MINERVA GOES FOR A RUNNING BOOT, BUT CHRIS ELITE GETS OUT OF THE WAY BEFORE SWEEPING MINERVA’S LEG OUT FROM UNDER HER, TAKING HER TO THE MAT! CHRIS ELITE NOW WITH A STANDING MOONSAULT, AND NOW THERE’S CHRIS ELITE’S FIRST COVER OF THE MATCH!
ONE!
TWO!!
James Peters: And now it’s Minerva kicking out at two! Chris Elite dragging Minerva to his and Jake’s corner, and now there’s the first tag of the match as Jake Smith enters the ring, definitely looking to get some revenge after initially being eliminated from this tournament by Minerva and Donovan Duke while he was teaming with Holly Arrow! If there were any chance for Jake to get revenge, it’s definitely right now, as Chris Elite holds Minerva up, ALLOWING JAKE TO DELIVER A HUGE KICK TO HER MIDSECTION, BEFORE CONTINUING TO ATTACKING THE NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION, WHO JUST DROPPED DOWN TO A KNEE AS CHRS EXITS OUT TO THE APRON!
Persephone: Hopefully Jake doesn’t waste any time and finishes this match up. Then again, it’s Jake. Last time he competed in a big match he got kicked in the head with a flaming boot.
Rich Russillo: WELL I THINK JAKE’S SETTING UP FOR THE ENDING RIGHT AWAY! FAMOUS LAST WORDS- WAIT NO! MINERVA PULLED HERSELF OUT OF JAKE’S FRONT FACELOCK BEFORE TURNING HERSELF AROUND AND GAINING CONTROL! MINERVA NOW PULLING JAKE INTO A SHORT ARM CLO- NO! JAKE SMITH HITS MINERVA WITH A BOOT TO THE FACE, BEFORE PULLING MINERVA RIGHT INTO A FOREARM SMASH!
James Peters: JAKE STILL HAS A HOLD OF MINERVA’S ARM THOUGH, AND NOW HE PULLS HER INTO- Wait! No! Minerva’s not budging! MINERVA MANAGES TO STAND HER GROUND, BEFORE PULLING JAKE INTO A KNEE TO THE MIDSECTION! WHAT A COUNTER BY MINERVA, AND NOW MINERVA GRABS JAKE BEFORE CHARGING INTO THE CORNER- BUT JAKE MANAGES TO TURN IT AROUND AT THE LAST SECOND, AND SENDING MINERVA CRASHING SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE RING POST! Jake’s holding his stomach, and you can tell that Minerva had the upper hand there, but one counter was able to change that and bring Jake right back into this-
*TAG!*
Rich Russillo: DONOVAN DUKE TAGS HIMSELF IN! Jake didn’t notice since he was nearly on the receiving end of what he just did to Minerva, but Minerva was only sent into her own team’s corner! Minerva pulls herself out from in between the turnbuckles, and she looks at Donovan Duke, before looking back at Jake Smith and finally exiting the ring! Donovan Duke now enters the ring as Jake Smith just waits on, and now the two former Insurgency members might be looking to go at it! The two men now circling the ring, BUT DONOVAN DOESN’T GO FOR THE LOCK UP, AND INSTEAD QUICKLY LOOKS FOR THE WAISTLOCK TAKEDOWN!
Persephone: And he gets it. I’d be surprised that it wasn’t more like a neck takedown or something thanks to Jake being so unbelievably short, but it’s not like Donovan Duke’s all that tall himself :mjlol:.
James Peters: Donovan Duke gets Jake in a grounded headlock, and I’m not too surprised that Donovan was able to take control with that takedown after Jake was already suffering from that knee to the stomach! Jake’s in the grounded headlock now though, and he needs to hurry and find a way out of this or else it could severely affect his performance in this match, or worse, cost him the entire thing!
Rich Russillo: Well lucky for Jake he’s able to get his legs around Donovan’s neck and pull him off of him, and now both men quickly get back to their feet, BUT DONOVAN DUKE STAYS ON TOP OF THIS MATCH AS HE JUMPS UP AND HITS JAKE WITH A DROPKICK! Jake is sent rolling towards the ropes, but he’s able to quickly find his way back up to his feet! Donovan Duke now charging in, BUT JAKE MANAGES TO GET A BOOT UP!
James Peters: Donovan Duke stumbles back, AND NOW JAKE CHARGES IN LOOKING FOR A LARIAT, BUT DONOVAN DUCKS UNDER IT BEFORE HITTING JAKE WITH A CHOP ACROSS THE CHEST! I think the entire arena might’ve heard the sound from that chop, even all of the people in the back! Donovan now grabbing Jake before irish whipping him into the ropes, AND NOW DONOVAN CHARGES IN AS SOON AS JAKE REACHES THE PAIR OF ROPES- BUT JAKE MANAGES TO STOP HIMSELF BEFORE PULLING DOWN THE TOP ROPE, CAUSING DONOVAN DUKE TO BE SENT OVER THEM!
Rich Russillo: Donovan Duke stumbles out to ringside, and I don’t think they liked that too much, but Jake couldn’t care less! I’ll give Jake credit where it’s due as for a very long time we’ve gotten used to Jake patting himself on the back and getting ahead of himself before he even has the match won, but right now he seems to be completely focused on this match! Jake now steps out onto the apron as Donovan Duke slowly finds his way up to his feet, and I think Jake has something in mind here, something we don’t see all too often!
Persephone: Whatever. The two midgets need to kill each other already. I’ve had enough.
James Peters: JAKE SMITH JUMPS OFF OF THE APRON, AND HE GOES FOR HELL ABOVE TO THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING- BUT DONOVAN MANAGES TO HOLD ONTO JAKE BEFORE JAKE COULD COMPLETE THE FLIP PILEDRIVER! DONOVAN’S HOLDING ONTO JAKE, BEFORE FINALLY PULLING HIM INTO AN ALABAMA SLAM, DROPPING JAKE BACK FIRST ONTO THE GROUND AT RINGSIDE! DONOVAN QUICKLY SENDS JAKE INTO THE RING, AND I THINK DONOVAN DUKE MIGHT BE LOOKING FOR SOMETHING BIG HIMSELF AS HE MAKES HIS WAY UP TO THE TOP ROPE!
Rich Russillo: Jake Smith is down and out after that Alabama slam, BUT NOW DONOVAN DUKE GOES FOR WHAT MIGHT JUST BE THE FINISHING TOUCHES OF THIS MATCH! STACK THE DECK!!!
Persephone: :mjlol: Nope. Doesn’t connect.
Rich Russillo: :yikes: Jake managed to get the knees up, and Donovan landed right onto them! That’s gotta hurt, regardless of Jake wearing knee pads! Donovan’s entire body came crashing down from the top rope onto his knees, and while Jake can’t capitalize right away, he definitely stopped Donovan from potentially putting this match away, as Donovan is hurting pretty badly right now!
James Peters: Jake Smith slowly finds his way back up to his feet before approaching Donovan Duke, who’s trying to get back up himself, BEFORE PULLING DONOVAN INTO A HEADLOCK, AND DROPPING HIM WITH “IN BLOOM”!!! IN BLOOM CONNECTS, THE HEADLOCK DRIVER SPIKES DONOVAN DUKE’S HEAD INTO THE MAT, AND NOW JAKE SMITH GOES FOR THE COVER! THIS MATCH MIGHT JUST BE OVER RIGHT NOW!
ONE!
TWO!!
THR-
James Peters: DONOVAN DUKE POPS THE SHOULDER UP!! DONOVAN DUKE IS STILL IN THIS MATCH, ALSO SAVING THIS MATCH FOR HIS PARTNER MINERVA! Jake Smith is unsurprisingly shocked to see Donovan get the shoulder up, especially that close to the three count!
Persephone: I blame the referees at this point. They clearly weren’t trained properly if they can’t even count to three without taking forever. COME ON! ONE TWO THREE! IT’S NOT THAT DIFFICULT, WHY IS THIS MATCH STILL GOING!?
Rich Russillo: Jake Smith is pulling Donovan Duke up, and Jake’s not wasting any time trying to put this one to an end! JAKE PULLS DONOVAN INTO A FRONT FACELOCK BEFORE LIFTING THE 24/7 CONTRACT HOLDER UP IN A SUPLEX POSITION, AND NOW THERE’S “MISS MURDER”- WAIT WHAT!?!? NO, IT DOESN’T CONNECT!
James Peters: DONOVAN DUKE MANAGED TO CATCH JAKE’S KNEE BEFORE PULLING JAKE DOWN INTO A CROSSFACE!! DONOVAN DUKE HAS JAKE SMITH IN A CROSSFACE AND THIS MATCH MIGHT BE COMING TO AN END VERY SHORTLY! THE LAST TIME DONOVAN AND JAKE FACED IN TAG TEAM COMPETITION MINERVA AND DONOVAN DEFEATED JAKE AND HOLLY ARROW, AND IT LOOKS LIKE MINERVA AND DONOVAN MIGHT BE ADVANCING IN THIS TOURNAMENT OVER JAKE SMITH ONCE AGAIN, BECAUSE I’M NOT SURE IF JAKE KNOWS WHAT TO DO! THERE’S NO WAY HE ANTICIPATED DONOVAN DUKE HAVING THIS LEFT IN HIM FOLLOWING THAT HEADLOCK DRIVER ONLY MOMENTS AGO!
Rich Russillo: JAKE IS TRYING TO REACH OUT TO THE ROPES, BUT HE’S NOT CLOSE ENOUGH TO THEM!
Persephone: GOOD! Jake might as well just tap out now, we don’t need this match to continue! We still have yet another dumb tag team match after this and I’d prefer to get all of this out of the way as soon as possible!
Rich Russillo: Jake is in a lot of pain right now, and if he can’t get to the ropes then he might just have to tap out! Jake has his hand in a fist, trying to stop himself from tapping, but I’m not too sure how long he’ll be able to hold on! This could be the end of the match, is Jake going to tap!?
James Peters: NO! JAKE MANAGES TO ROLL TO HIS SIDE AND ON TOP OF DONOVAN FOR A PIN!
ONE!
TWO!!
THRE-
James Peters: AND JAKE KICKS OUT, FORCING DONOVAN TO RELEASE THE SUBMISSION! BOTH ELITISTS RUSH BACK TO THEIR FEET- BUT BOTH MINERVA AND CHRIS ELITE TAG THEMSELVES BACK INTO THE MATCH! BOTH ELITISTS ENTER THE RING BEFORE CHARGING AT EACH OTHER, AND MINERVA SWINGS A LARIAT AT CHRIS ELITE, BUT CHRIS DUCKS UNDER IT BEFORE RUNNING THE ROPES!
Rich Russillo: MINERVA GOES FOR ANOTHER CLOTHESLINE BUT CHRIS DUCKS UNDER THAT, BEFORE JUMPING ONTO THE MIDDLE ROPE AND DELIVERING A SPRINGBOARD MOONSAULT, TAKING DOWN THE NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION! CHRIS ELITE GETS BACK UP AS MINERVA FINDS HER WAY BACK UP USING THE ROPES, AND NOW CHRIS ELITE RUNS THE ROPES BEFORE SENDING MINERVA OUT OF THE RING WITH A CLOTHESLINE! MINERVA WAS JUST SENT OUT TO RINGSIDE, BUT CHRIS ISN’T GIVING MINERVA A CHANCE TO BREATHE! CHRIS ELITE RUNS THE ROPES AS MINERVA GETS BACK TO HER FEET, BEFORE DELIVERING A SUICIDE DIVE-
James Peters: NO! MINERVA HITS CHRIS ELITE WITH A HUGE FOREARM BEFORE CHRIS COULD FLY THROUGH THE ROPES, DROPPING CHRIS BACK INSIDE OF THE RING! Minerva now sliding back into the ring as she notices Chris Elite trying to make it back up to his feet, AND SHE HITS HIM WITH THE DEVIL’S TOUCH TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!!! We all know just how devastating that kick to the back of the head can be, and now Chris Elite is out! I don’t know if he has anything left in this match following that, but…. Minerva isn’t going for the cover!
Persephone: :francis:
Rich Russillo: Yeah, and I think it’s because she’s not done yet! Minerva has a grin on her face as she pulls Chris Elite into the front facelock, AND I THINK SHE MIGHT BE SETTING UP FOR ATLAS FALLS- BUT CHRIS ELITE MANAGES TO LAND A PUNCH TO THE MIDSECTION! AND NOW THERE’S ANOTHER PUNCH, FORCING MINERVA TO LET GO OF HIM! Chris holds onto the ropes as he’s still hurting, AND NOW MINERVA CHARGES IN- BEFORE KICKING CHRIS RIGHT IN THE MIDSECTION! THIS HAS BECOME AN ALL OUT FIGHT NOW BETWEEN MINERVA AND CHRIS ELITE, BUT CHRIS IS STILL FEELING THE EFFECTS OF THE DEVIL’S TOUCH!
James Peters: Minerva now gets Chris Elite in the front facelock again, ONLY THIS TIME SHE DELIVERS A HUGE FALCON ARROW, AND THAT CONNECTED! CHRIS ELITE WAS JUST DROPPED WITH THAT FALCON ARROW, AND NOW MINERVA PULLS CHRIS IN FOR THE COVER!
ONE!
TWO!!
T-
James Peters: AND CHRIS ELITE KICKS OUT!! Minerva now pulling Chris Elite towards the corner, and I don’t think she’s too happy that Chris keeps surviving all of these big moves, but now she might be able to get rid of Chris’ resilience! HELLS BELLS!!!
Rich Russillo: CHRIS ELITE ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY!!! CHRIS ELITE AVOIDED THE HELLS BELLS, CAUSING MINERVA TO CRASH ONTO THE MAT! CHRIS PULLS HIMSELF INTO THE CORNER, AND HE’S USING THE TURNBUCKLES TO SLOWLY PULL HIMSELF TO HIS FEET WHILE MINERVA RECOVERS! CHRIS ELITE JUST FOUND HIMSELF A HUGE OPENING, AND I’M NOT SURE WHAT HE’S LOOKING FOR HERE, BUT WHATEVER IT IS MIGHT JUST BE ABLE TO BRING HE AND JAKE SMITH THE VICTORY AFTER THAT DEVASTATING CRASH LANDING FROM MINERVA! MINERVA MAKES IT BACK UP TO HER FEET- AND NOW CHRIS CHARGES IN BEFORE DELIVERING “OPEN YA MATA”!!!
Persephone: AND CHRIS IS ACTUALLY GOING FOR THE COVER, THANK GOD!
ONE!
TWO!!
THRE-
James Peters: BUT MINERVA MANAGES TO GET THE SHOULDER UP!!! THIS MATCH ISN’T ENDING JUST YET, AND THAT’S NOT WHAT CHRIS ELITE WANTS TO HEAR RIGHT NOW! CHRIS CAN’T BELIEVE THAT THIS ISN’T DONE, BUT HE CAN’T LET THAT KICKOUT GET TO HIM IF HE WANTS TO ADVANCE TO THE FINALS! Chris Elite is starting to find his way to the top rope now, although he’s still hurting from the falcon arrow, and this is exactly what he needs to be doing!
Rich Russillo: I don’t know about that! Minerva’s rolled out to the apron just before Chris Elite could even think about diving off of the top rope! Chris is forced to climb back down, and you can hear all of the boos from the crowd! Minerva’s using the ropes to try and pull herself back up as Chris re-enters the ring, BUT CHRIS IMMEDIATELY BEGINS RUNNING THE ROPES AS MINERVA FINDS HER WAY BACK UP- BUT MINERVA INTERCEPTS WHATEVER MOVE CHRIS WAS LOOKING FOR BY SENDING HER SHOULDER INTO HIS MIDSECTION!! MINERVA NOW LOOKING FOR AN ATTACK- BUT CHRIS ELITE RESPONDS WITH A FOREARM!
James Peters: Chris Elite now grabs Minerva, AND IT LOOKS LIKE CHRIS IS LOOKING FOR A SUPLEX BACK INTO THE RING, BUT MINERVA MANAGES TO LAND A KNEE TO THE TOP OF CHRIS’ HEAD BEFORE LANDING ON HER FEET, AND MINERVA BACKPEDALS JUST CLOSE ENOUGH INTO HER CORNER FOR DONOVAN DUKE TO TAG HIMSELF IN! Donovan Duke now heading to the top rope as Chris Elite recovers from that knee to the top of the head, AND DONOVAN DUKE DIVES WITH A HUGE CROSSBODY!!! THE CROSSBODY CONNECTS, AND DONOVAN GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONE!
TWO!!
T-
Persephone: And of course, Chris Elite kicked out. :francis:
Rich Russillo: Donovan Duke doesn’t seem to let that get to him though, as he quickly pulls Chris Elite back up, BEFORE DELIVERING A GERMAN SUPLEX!!! DONOVAN DOESN’T STOP AT ONE THOUGH! DONOVAN GETS BACK TO HIS FEET WHILE HOLDING ONTO CHRIS ELITE, AND DONOVAN CONNECTS WITH A SECOND GERMAN SUPLEX! I KNOW THAT DONOVAN’S BEEN OUT OF THIS MATCH FOR SOME TIME, BUT IT’S AMAZING THAT HE EVEN HAS THIS SORT OF STRENGTH IN HIM! DONOVAN NOW PULLS CHRIS UP, BEFORE GOING FOR HIS THIRD GERMAN SUPLEX IN A ROW!!
James Peters: BUT THIS ONE DOESN’T CONNECT!!! CHRIS MANAGED TO FLIP OUT OF IT AND ONTO HIS FEET, AND NOW IT’S CHRIS THAT PULLS DONOVAN UP ONTO HIS SHOULDER! CHRIS ELITE NOW CHARGING INTO HIS CORNER, AND CHRIS DELIVERS THE 44 BULLDOG!!! THE 44 BULLDOG LAWN DART CONNECTS AND TAKES DOWN DONOVAN DUKE, AND THAT MIGHT BE IT! DONOVAN DUKE’S DOWN AND OUT, AND NOW CHRIS ELITE GOES FOR THE COVER HIMSELF!
ONE!
TWO!!
THRE-
Persephone: But for some reason these idiots just don’t know how to lose, so Donovan Duke got his shoulder up 🙄. I really hate this place sometimes.
James Peters: SOME times? :usure:
Persephone: Shut up.
Rich Russillo: Chris Elite now tags Jake Smith back into this match as Donovan Duke tries to make it back to his own corner, AND JAKE RUNS THE ROPES BEFORE HITTING DONOVAN WITH A KNEE TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD! Jake and Chris haven’t worked too bad as a team, but that might just be because Chris chose Jake as his partner himself :wow:.
Persephone: Well yeah, duh. Did you think Chris was gonna go and purposely team up with someone he’d have a bunch of trouble working with? I get he’s stupid, but come on.
James Peters: Jake Smith is pulling Donovan Duke up now, AND NOW JAKE IS SETTING UP FOR ANOTHER IN BLOOM, BUT DONOVAN DUKE MANAGES TO SLIP OUT OF JAKE’S GRASP BEFORE PULLING JAKE’S LEGS OUT FROM UNDER HIM! DONOVAN DUKE NOW RUNS THE ROPES, BUT JAKE ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY AND MAKES HIS WAY BACK UP TO HIS FEET! DONOVAN TURNS AROUND, AND JAKE GOES FOR AN ENZUIGIRI BUT DONOVAN DUCKS UNDER IT, BEFORE GRABBING JAKE BY THE LEG AND LOCKING IN AN ANKLE LOCK! DONOVAN HAS AN ANKLE LOCK LOCKED IN-
Rich Russillo: BUT NOT FOR LONG! JAKE MANAGES TO TURN HIMSELF AROUND ONTO HIS BACK AND HE KICKS DONOVAN AWAY BEFORE GETTING BACK UP! Donovan quickly charges in, but Jake manages to turn and connect with a back elbow to the side of Jake’s jaw! Donovan Duke stumbles back, BUT JAKE DOESN’T GET TO CAPITALIZE, AS JAKE’S MET WITH A KICK TO THE STOMACH AS SOON AS HE CHARGES TOWARDS DONOVAN! DONOVAN DUKE NOW SENDING JAKE TOWARDS HIS AND MINERVA’S CORNER BEFORE CHARGING IN- BUT JAKE MANAGES TO AVOID A RUNNING CLOTHESLINE BY DONOVAN! JAKE NOW CHARGING TOWARDS DONOVAN, BUT DONOVAN GETS BOTH BOOTS UP AND PUSHES JAKE AWAY! DONOVAN NOW GOING FOR THE TAG-
James Peters: What the hell!?
(Minerva can be seen on the camera slowly shaking her head, which both causes the crowd to boo loudly, and causes Donovan Duke to become extremely confused.)
Donovan Duke: (off-mic) :wtf:? Why-
James Peters: WHAT THE HELL!? MINERVA WITH A HUGE RIGHT HAND TO DONOVAN DUKE, AND NOW MINERVA ENTERS THE RING BEFORE TAKING DONOVAN DUKE DOWN WITH A DOUBLE LEG TAKEDOWN! MINERVA IS ALL OVER DONOVAN DUKE, WHY!?!?
Persephone: :dahell: Did Minerva forget that Donovan’s her partner or something? I mean, this is funny as hell, but still.
Rich Russillo: I don’t know what’s gotten into Minerva, and I don’t think Donovan Duke does either! Minerva now picking Donovan up, AND SHE SENDS HIM INTO THE ROPES BEFORE DELIVERING THE DEVIL’S TOUCH!! MINERVA JUST KICKED HER OWN PARTNER’S HEAD OFF, AND I JUST DON’T GET IT! WHAT ARE WE WATCHING HERE!? MINERVA NOW PULLING DONOVAN DUKE UP, AND SHE LIFTS DONOVAN UP BEFORE DROPPING HIM WITH ATLAS FALLS!!! ATLAS FALLS CONNECTS ON DONOVAN DUKE!!!
James Peters: I still don’t think Minerva is done! Chris and Jake are forced to just watch on as the referee doesn’t even know what to do! Minerva’s lifting Donovan Duke up, and I don’t like this one bit! THE PRINCESS KILLER!!! MINERVA DROPS DONOVAN DUKE’S HEAD ON THE MAT WITH THE PRINCESS KILLER, AND NOW MINERVA ROLLS OUT OF THE RING!
Persephone: :mjlol: Wow.
(With Donovan Duke out, Minerva begins making her way up the ramp and to the back as the crowd boos as loud as possible. Jake Smith and Chris Elite both look at Minerva, and they both look somewhat annoyed that Minerva just took out her own partner, and they won’t even be able to take Minerva out. Nonetheless, Jake turns his attention towards Donovan Duke.)
James Peters: Well it looks like Jake is about to pick up the pieces from Minerva’s attack! JAKE PULLS DONOVAN DUKE UP, AND DONOVAN IS PRETTY MUCH DEFENSELESS AT THIS POINT! STARMAKER!!! THE STARMAKER CONNECTS, AND THAT’S DONOVAN DUKE DOWN AND OUT! JAKE SMITH NOW GOING FOR THE COVER, AND THAT’S GOTTA BE IT!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Bella Braxton: Here are your winners… Advancing to the tag team turmoil tournament finals…. JAAAKKEEEE SMIIIIITHHHH AND CHRRIISSSSS EELIIIIITTTEEE!!!!!!
James Peters: …..
Rich Russillo: What just happened?
James Peters: Minerva just cost herself a spot in the tag team turmoil tournament…. Why?
Persephone: I’m just as confused as you guys, but I’m just glad that this match is over. I couldn’t care less how it happened or who won.
James Peters: Jake Smith and Chris Elite are moving on to the finals of this tournament… But I’m not even sure how THEY feel about what just happened! They clearly had no problem taking the win, but I’m sure they would’ve rather won on their own.
Rich Russillo: We’ve watched New Eden in action long enough to know that they usually do things like this on purpose, but I’m really not understanding what that purpose is. Hopefully we find out sooner rather than later, but for now, congratulations to Chris Elite and Jake Smith, who are now advancing to the finals of this tournament!
(‘Stop Breathing (Alternate Intro)’ hits, and the crowd continues booing as loud as they can, mainly because of what happened to Donovan Duke at the end of the match. Jake Smith gets back to his feet as Chris Elite re-enters the ring, and both of them look a bit confused about what Minerva just did, but they have their hands raised by the referee anyway. The crowd boos away thanks to the betrayal on Donovan, and from there Voltage fades away from ringside, as the last shot shown is Chris and Jake, both looking at one another after successfully working as a team, and coming out of this match with a victory.)
(The camera fades to the backstage area, and the crowd cheers as Sofia Clarke is seen standing in front of the camera with a microphone in her hand. Sofia has a smile on her face, and waits for the crowd to quiet down before beginning to speak.)
Sofia Clarke: Ladies and gentlemen.. Please welcome Justin Windgate!
(The crowd begins cheering extremely loudly as Justin Windgate walks into the scene, but Justin Windgate doesn’t look as happy as he usually would, especially right before competing in a big match like the one he has tonight. Instead, Justin actually looks a bit frustrated.)
Sofia Clarke: Justin, in just a few moments you’ll be competing in the semifinals of the tag team turmoil tournament as you and Myles team up against Drake King and Ms. Extreme. How do you feel heading into this match, knowing that you could be on the verge of becoming a Unified Tag Team Champion?
(Justin takes a few seconds to think, and he finally just shakes his head before beginning to answer.)
Justin Windgate: I knew that this tournament was going to be a challenge as soon as I found out that I’d be teaming up with Myles. It’s not a secret that I don’t like New Eden, and for a long time now I’ve been doing everything in my power to stop them, or at the very least derail them from their goal. Those three want to destroy this place and we saw what they did to Jamie O’Hara. They’ll clearly go to any length just so they could make some statement, but I don’t want to let that impact my success. All three members of New Eden ended up in this tournament, but unfortunately for them one of them ended up teaming with me, and I’m not looking to lose this tournament. I proved that I can work with Myles despite our differences. I proved that I can put differences to the side so we can succeed, just like I did when I teamed up with Chris Elite earlier in the season. I’m someone that can adapt to situations like this and do what’s needed to succeed, and I went into this week fully believing that we could win. I went into this week knowing that if Myles wasn’t going to man up and give people a reason to believe in his own talent beyond New Eden, that I’d be able to carry the weight of our team and take out Ms. Extreme and Drake King. I’m not saying that I lost my confidence heading into this match because I’m not that type of person, and I’m still heading into this match with all intentions of doing to Drake what I failed to back at Bloodsport, but what I am saying is that this probably won’t be the type of match I was expecting it to be. Things aren’t going to be as simple as a normal tag team match. Something’s up, and I have a really bad feeling about it.
Justin Windgate: When this tournament first started, Minerva and Donovan Duke worked together just fine despite Minerva being a member of New Eden. They managed to defeat Jake Smith and Holly Arrow before advancing to the next round, and after hearing what they had to say all week I thought they were planning to defeat Jake and Chris Elite. I’m not at all upset about Minerva being guaranteed to not make it to the finals, but it’s weird that after all of the talking she did this past week, she went and betrayed her own partner. She cost herself the match knowing that the finals could have consisted of two members of New Eden. That doesn’t make any sense, and I don’t think I can take something like this lightly when it’s New Eden we’re talking about. There was obviously a reason behind Minerva’s actions, and I’m not entirely sure what that reason was, but if I had to guess, it’s definitely going to affect my match tonight. Myles and Drake definitely have something planned, because that’s how they are. They’re cowards, and usually do things as a trio. They took out Jamie O’Hara together. They planned to take over Voltage together heading into Territorial Invasion, so I know for a fact that Minerva’s actions had to have been done on purpose.
(The crowd boos after being reminded of Minerva’s attack on Donovan Duke, and Justin Windgate seems to share the same feelings as the crowd.)
Justin Windgate: Donovan didn’t deserve what happened to him tonight. He was forced to team up with a member of New Eden against his will, and now he was screwed out of the tournament by his own partner. The person he was meant to rely on throughout this tournament betrayed him, and that’s unfair. The worst part is that we can’t do anything about that. Donovan’s out of the tournament, and I don’t see him getting a second chance in this the same way Jake Smith was able to. He’s gonna have to sit out of the tournament now for reasons that I’m still not completely sure of. Donovan’s probably just as confused as I am, and this really isn’t how I thought I’d be heading into tonight. I gave Myles a choice earlier in the week when I told him that he could use this match as an opportunity to prove all of the doubters wrong and tell them that he’s in no way the weak link of New Eden, but after what I saw in the last semifinals match, I’m not so sure that Myles has any plans to listen.
Sofia Clarke: So you believe that Myles will attempt something similar against you?
(Justin looks away for a moment as he thinks to himself, and it looks like he’s not entirely sure how to answer the question.)
Justin Windgate: I wish I could give a definitive answer.. But I just can’t. I don’t know what’s going through New Eden’s heads, but what I do know is that if Myles does lay a hand on me, I won’t be going down the same way Donovan Duke did. I’m not letting them just take this opportunity away from me, especially with some stupid attack like what we just saw moments ago. I don’t know exactly what to expect heading into this match, but I do know that I’ll be prepared for anything and everything New Eden might be looking to do to me. I’ve never been Unified Tag Team Champion, and that’s a goal I’d love to accomplish by winning this tournament. I want to do something I’ve never done before and I’m not afraid to do so alongside Myles. I was never afraid of winning those titles with him, and I’m definitely not afraid of whatever plans they have for tonight. If they’re looking to screw themselves over and take themselves out of the tournament, then that’s fine. They can ruin this for themselves, but I’m not letting that impact me or my chances. Like I said, they’re cowards. That’s all those three will ever be, and I don’t know if that attack from Minerva was exclusive to that match or if we’ll be seeing something similar in my own match, but I hate that this is how things had to be.
(Justin grows a less concerned look on his face, and looks back up at Sofia before continuing to speak.)
Justin Windgate: I know that something doesn’t feel right about this. This whole situation sucks, and I have a strong feeling that I’m the next one being marked for execution. If there’s one thing I could promise though, it’s that I’m not the type of Elitist to just roll over and die. Drake knows that very well after our match of the year candidate back at Bloodsport, where Drake couldn’t pin OR submit me. I always bring my one hundred percent and tonight is no different, even if I’ll be heading into a match with some unique circumstances. I don’t know if Myles is on my side tonight. I don’t know if he’ll be working with me tonight the same way he was during round one, but if he doesn’t? That’s just going to be his mistake. If New Eden wants a fight then I’d be happy to give them one. If they don’t, then that’s perfectly fine with me. Regardless of what happens, I’m going to do everything in my power to win tonight and make it to the finals of this tournament, and at this point it doesn’t matter if Myles is on board.
(Justin Windgate finally turns around and begins to leave, and finally the crowd begins to cheer again, agreeing with everything Justin said. The camera pans away from Justin back to Sofia Clarke, who seems to have taken in everything Justin said about his upcoming match tonight. Sofia turns back to the camera, before beginning to speak once again.)
Sofia Clarke: Well, there you have it. Justin Windgate has a big match ahead of him tonight, and it looks like he’s prepared for whatever happens.
(Sofia Clarke stops speaking, And from there the camera begins to fade away from the backstage area.)
(Voltage fades for a promotional ad for Wicked Games, where the team of Jake Smith and Chris Elite faces either Myles and Justin Windgate, or Ms. Extreme and Drake King in the tag team turmoil tournament finals.)
(The camera fades into the ring after the last commercial break as Bella Braxton is seen with a smile on her face ready to announce the next match.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, the following TAG TEAM MATCH is a contest scheduled for…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(‘Cold War’ by Hans Zimmer begins to play up to the thunderous boos of the crowd upon seeing none other than Drake King make his way out to the stage, with the usual annoyed look on his face hearing the crowd’s negative reaction. He drags his EAW World Championship behind him while he looks around for a moment. Before long, ‘Cold War’ is replaced by ‘Zombie’ by Bad Wolves which blasts through the speakers of the arena to the loud cheers of the crowd upon seeing Ms. Extreme make her way out to the stage with the Universal Women’s Championship pridefully raised high with a smirk on her face. She stands at the center of the stage, turning her head and looking towards Drake, with her face turning cold. It isn’t long after that both of them make their way down the ramp and to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first… the team of the EAW WORLD CHAMPION: DRAKE KING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND THE EAW UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION: MS. EXTREME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Well we all saw the latest antics of #Dramille unfold last week, with Drake King managing to get a pinfall victory in the main event against Holly Arrow. The show ended off with Ms. Extreme attacking Holly after the match and with an unusual bear of positivity by Drake in response. If you ask me, they must be warming up to one another :wow:.
James Peters: Well that’s something that we’re just going to have to see for ourselves seeing as though they’re two very stubborn people who want to deny the inevitable relationship at every given point in time. At the end of the day, if they like it or not, though I know they like it, they have to fight till they either win this entire Tag Tournament or get eliminated from it, and even if they do win, imagine if they have to be Unified Tag Team Champions with one another. Either way, it’s #Dramille to the end :blessed: :blessed: :blessed:.
Persephone: Ever since Rex made his untimely exit at the start of Season 15 there was one thing that kept me going and actually made me somewhat motivated to come to my job everyday no matter how much ass the product was and the commentators that I’m forced to sit next to, #Dramille. Imagine if that ends with a loving relationship?! I’M HOOKED!
(Ms. Extreme jumps up onto the apron, looking out at the crowd before she enters into the ring. She takes her Universal Women’s Championship and raises it high in the air, stepping up onto the middle rope and boasting herself with a bright and enthusiastic smile on her face. Meanwhile, Drake is seen making his way up the steel steps and into the ring, chucking the EAW World Championship inside of the ring before he enters in as well. He doesn’t bother entertaining the crowd, instead he makes his way towards his corner and groups up with his partner. Both of them look towards one another as ‘Zombie’ begins to fade out, while they both briefly talk about gameplan.)
(‘High All The Time’ by 50 Cent begins to blast through the speakers of the arena to the absolutely loud cheers of the crowd upon seeing Justin Windgate make his way out to the stage with a smile on his face. He spreads his arms out and hypes the crowd up before focusing on the ring. He takes a deep breath, but before he can make his way down the ramp, ‘High All The Time’ is replaced by ‘Enemy Strike’ by Yuki Hayashi insinuating Myles making his way out to the stage to the loud boos of the crowd. He doesn’t waste any time with stupid theatrics, he just simply shoves through Justin and begins to make his way down the ramp and towards the ring. Justin stares a hole into Myles for a good moment, feeling uneasy before making his way down the ramp and to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: And their opponents, the team of JUSTIN WINDGATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And MR. CASH IN THE VAULT: MYLES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Well I think we know the situation that Justin finds himself in tonight. Earlier in the night Donovan Duke was left for dead by Minerva after what happened in the intense meeting with Drake King and Captain Charisma. I think it’s become clear that Drake’s intentions were to pull New Eden out of the tournament and that was something they put into execution earlier. Justin knows this, we heard from him in the interview earlier, and he has a gut feeling that it’s going to happen to him as well. But he assured everyone, he was ready for such an attack.
James Peters: After everything that we’ve just seen, it makes me wonder exactly how this match is going to turn out? More importantly, how is the victor going to be crowned in the end. Will it be in the same regard as Donovan Duke & Minerva, or possibly, some other bullshit? At this point, who knows, all we can say for certain? Drake King and Myles in this match, causes for some huge trouble to be stirred in the pot like it or not.
Persephone: It was very funny watching Shorty D tossed around and left for dead, leaving Shorty J to pin him. Frankly, I do want to see that tonight, I’m invested, you got me interested for the first time you boring fucks! You better not let me down!
(Justin immediately jumps onto the apron, making his way towards the top rope and posing before pointing finger guns at the camera that’s focused on him with a big smile on his face. He mouths some words before he jumps off the top turnbuckle and onto the apron, circling around and making his way towards his corner while Myles is already there, he didn’t waste much time, just like Drake, he doesn’t really want to take the time out of his day to entertain people who don’t support the cause. From there, ‘Enemy Strike’ begins to fade out while the referee checks on everyone before ringing the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: Here we go, what should be a very interesting main event is officially underway! Ms. Extreme is starting off for her team while Justin Windgate is starting off for his own, I think they both realize that it’s better off that way more than anything else. Both of them are beginning to circle around the ring, approaching one another and looking to engage in a Collar-and-Elbow tie-up to kick off this match!
James Peters: Justin in an instant trying to use his size to his advantage and begin to push Ms. Extreme towards the ropes, but Ms. Extreme saw it coming quickly going behind him and locking in a waist lock! Justin is caught by surprise and forced to fall against the ropes, both of them backed up and being forced to split up by way of rope break thanks to the referee. Ms. Extreme backs up and begins to make her way around the ring once again, which Justin does as well with zero problem in mind. Both of them lock up once again, but it’s Justin that slips behind her and sends her towards the ropes! Ms. Extreme rebounds, BEFORE JUSTIN LEAPS INTO THE AIR AND CONNECTS WITH A DROPKICK TO HER CHEST DROPPING HER DOWN TO THE CANVAS!
Persephone: Bro got pissed he got bitched around by her and did that. :mjlol2:
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme gasping for air for a good moment before getting herself back up to her feet, but Justin already has her by her arm and sends her towards the corner this time with an Irish whip! Ms. Extreme backed up, trying to get out of the corner, BUT BEFORE SHE CAN DO THAT IT’S JUSTIN THAT RUNS FORWARD AND CONNECTS WITH A RUNNING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT TO HER JAW! Justin throwing Ms. Extreme down and towards the center of the ring before jumping up to the middle rope, LEAPING OFF AND LOOKING FOR A MISSILE DROPKICK TOWARDS HER CHEST!
James Peters: But before that can happen, Ms. Extreme manages to side step letting Justin crash and burn! Justin grabbing at his spine as he sits up, BUT IT’S MS. EXTREME THAT RUNS FORWARD AND CONNECTS WITH A RUNNING KNEE STRIKE TOWARDS HIS FACE WHICH DROPS HIM DOWN TO THE MAT! Ms. Extreme isn’t done though, running to the ropes and back, BEFORE LEAPING INTO THE AIR AND DROPPING AN ELBOW DROP DOWN ON HIS CHEST!
Persephone: You have a shitton of moves in your arsenal, and you choose an elbow drop? Now if that isn’t stupidity then honestly, I don’t know what is.
James Peters: :wtf: What’s wrong with her hitting a wrestling move?
Persephone: You wouldn’t understand, simpleton.
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme waiting for Justin to get back up to his feet now, which he begins to do slowly but surely. MS. EXTREME TAKING HIS ARM AS SOON AS HE GETS BACK UP AND DROPS HIM DOWN INTO AN ARM DRAG! Ms. Extreme isn’t done though, PULLING HIM BACK UP BEFORE DROPPING HIM DOWN TO THE MAT WITH A SHORT-ARM CLOTHESLINE FROM THERE! Ms. Extreme keeping the arm of Justin held, pulling him up to a seated position on the canvas, BEFORE RUNNING TO THE ROPES AND BACK AND CONNECTING WITH A BASEMENT DROPKICK TO HIS FACE!
James Peters: Ms. Extreme is on fire at the moment, not willing to let up the momentum she has as she picks Justin up and gets him back to his feet. Sending a knee towards his abdomen forcing him down to a knee, BEFORE RUNNING FORWARD AND LOOKING TO CONNECT WITH A SHINING WIZARD TO THE FACE OF JUSTIN! BUT IT’S JUSTIN THAT MANAGES TO DUCK HIS HEAD UNDER AND GRAB MS. EXTREME BY HER LEGS PULLING HER DOWN TO THE GROUND!
Persephone: Now keep a hold of her legs and start swinging her around the ring, she’s small enough to do so, besides, it’ll be funny.
Rich Russillo: Justin rolling her onto her back before setting her up, LIFTING HER OFF THE GROUND AND DROPPING HER DOWN TO THE CANVAS WITH A BRUTAL POWERBOMB! Justin keeping his hold on her locked in, pinning her shoulders to the mat and going for a quick pin attempt in hopes of finishing this match off early!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWW-
James Peters: But Ms. Extreme quickly kicks out of the pin! If we know the Universal Women’s Champion we know damn well that it’s going to take much more to keep her fiery spirit down. Both of them are quickly getting back up to their feet, WHILE MS. EXTREME GOES FOR A RUNNING FOREARM TOWARDS HIS FACE! But Justin manages to duck under that, SPINNING AROUND AND CONNECTING WITH A SPINNING HEEL KICK TO THE SIDE OF HER FACE DROPPING HER DOWN TO THE CANVAS!
Persephone: How the fuck was he even able to do that? I can’t even lift my leg up that high, I swear some of you are on steroids why the fuck do we not have a wellness policy or something this is a bunch of bullshit.
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme drops down, but stumbles back up to her feet with the last ounce of energy that she has left and begins to run towards Justin full speed ahead! But Justin manages to barely sidestep Ms. Extreme just in time before throwing her towards his corner! Ms. Extreme is backed up trying to recover, BUT IT’S JUSTIN THAT RUNS FORWARD AND CONNECTS WITH A SHOULDER THRUST TO HER ABDOMEN! Ms. Extreme is in a World of hurt while Justin looks towards his partner, Myles. Myles knows exactly what Justin is insinuating and it appears that he’s let out a sigh of annoyance.
TAG!
James Peters: TAG TO MYLES!
Persephone: FINALLY! SOME FUCKING WOMEN’S ACTION!
Rich Russillo: Myles enters right into the ring and wastes zero time beginning to unload on Ms. Extreme with stomps towards her abdomen to weaken her! Ms. Extreme is finding it tough to fend off the attack at the moment and that only worsens as Myles grabs her by her arm before sending her to the ropes with an Irish whip! Ms. Extreme rebounds off of the ropes, BEFORE MYLES LEAPS INTO THE AIR AND TAKES MS. EXTREME DOWN WITH A QUICK AND EASY SHOULDER TACKLE TO DROP HER DOWN!
James Peters: Ms. Extreme is dropped down and before she can even collect herself it’s Myles that grabs her and quickly turns her around, LIFTING HER UP BEFORE DROPPING HER DOWN ON HER HEAD WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX! Myles keeps ahold of her, still slowly bringing her up to her feet, BEFORE DROPPING HER DOWN INTO ANOTHER GERMAN SUPLEX FOR GOOD MEASURE AS WELL!
Persephone: Might as well keep doing that and tell Ms. Extreme to say goodbye to her neck, oh what good comedy that would be amiright?
James Peters: :dahell:
Rich Russillo: Myles is absolutely getting to work right now, making sure that he gets one step closer to getting Ms. Extreme down for good. Myles bringing Ms. Extreme back up, but despite everything that she’s been through so far she’s not giving in, sending forearm strikes towards his face! Myles was definitely taken by surprise when it comes to that, trying to fend off as many as he can but in the end being pushed towards the ropes! Ms. Extreme is still continuing to tee off making sure that she has Myles stunned for good before sending her into an Irish whip! WAITING FOR HIM TO REBOUND BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A BACK ELBOW TO HIS NOSE!
James Peters: Ms. Extreme is getting back into the groove of things as she drops down and quickly locks in a headlock on his head! She manages to keep Myles down on the mat momentarily while he attempts to reach his hands out towards the ropes while he has the chance. He scrunches his eyes, trying everything to escape out swiftly, but the only thing he can really do at the moment is muscle himself out of the hold by bringing him up to his feet. Ms. Extreme is keeping a good grip on him, but we need to remember who has the size advantage in this situation, and that’s obviously Myles and how his strength is a huge asset in this match!
Persephone: Most of that is in his chest by the way in case all of you didn’t know that.
Rich Russillo: Myles managing to get himself up to a vertical base, absolutely unloading on Ms. Extreme now with elbow strikes towards her abdomen! Ms. Extreme trying to keep ahold of him as long as she can, but she’s forced to let go and stumble back! Ms. Extreme runs forward trying to make sure that the advantage she has stays for the time being, BUT MYLES GRABS MS. EXTREME BY HER HAIR AND LAUNCHES HER ACROSS THE RING!
James Peters: Myles beginning to make his way towards the Universal Women’s Champion, BUT MS. EXTREME WITH THE LAST OUNCE OF STRENGTH THAT SHE HAS MANAGES TO GRAB AHOLD OF MYLES AND DROP HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND NARROWLY WITH A BELLY-TO-BELLY SLAM! Both of them are down on the ground as it’s apparent that Ms. Extreme is completely disheveled seeing how long she’s been in this match, but she manages to hold onto the ropes and bring herself up to her feet. She waits for Myles to get up to his feet, BEFORE KICKING HIM IN THE GUT AND GOING FOR A TWIST OF FATE!
Persephone: NOPE!
Rich Russillo: MYLES TURNS AROUND THE SPINNING NECKBREAKER AND SHOVES MS. EXTREME AWAY! Ms. Extreme stumbles forward before quickly turning around in a heartbeat knowing that the situation she’s in isn’t the greatest! BUT MYLES POPS HER UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS BEFORE DROPPING HIM DOWN WITH WRATH OF PANDORA! THE CANADIAN RACK INTO A DDT CONNECTS! BUT MYLES DOESN’T SEEM TO BE GOING FOR A PIN RIGHT NOW!
James Peters: Ms. Extreme is slowly beginning to crawl towards her corner, outstretching her hand and reaching for Drake King to tag him into the match, while Myles begins to rise to his feet and approach her before she can do so-
TAG!
Persephone: :yikes: Here we go with the fucking soap opera drama.
Rich Russillo: BUT JUSTIN WINDGATE TAGS HIMSELF IN! HE KNEW THAT HE DIDN’T WANT MYLES AND DRAKE IN THE SAME RING WITH ONE ANOTHER AND WANTED TO TAKE THAT PRECAUTION BEFORE ANYTHING ELSE!
(Myles looks at Justin in annoyance while Justin simply shrugs his shoulders. He enters into the ring and quickly runs towards Ms. Extreme, wasting zero time clutching onto her legs and attempting to pull her closer towards the center of the ring, but before he can…)
James Peters: JUSTIN TOOK TOO LONG AS MS. EXTREME BARELY MANAGES TO TAKE JUSTIN DOWN WITH A DROP TOE HOLD! Justin grabbing his face while he attempts to get back up to his feet, BUT MS. EXTREME THIS TIME GRABS AHOLD OF HIS LEGS BEFORE TRIPPING HIM ONCE AGAIN! Ms. Extreme now is beginning to crawl for dear life, realizing the situation that she’s in and questioning how much time she might just have before her opponents get the better of her. Ms. Extreme with the last bit of energy that she happens to have, TAKES A HUGE LEAP AND ATTEMPTS TO GO FOR A TAG TO HER PARTNER IN THE CORNER!
TAG!
Persephone: LMAOOOOO LOOK AT WHAT YOU’VE DONE JUSTIN! YOU JUST MANAGED TO LET HER TAG IN DRAKE!
Rich Russillo: Drake entering into the ring, LAUNCHING FORWARD AND CONNECTING WITH A JUMPING KNEE STRIKE TO THE FACE OF JUSTIN DROPPING HIM DOWN TO A KNEE! Drake isn’t done, grabbing him by his hair, BEFORE SLAMMING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! Drake quickly positions himself while he has the chance, STEPPING FORWARD AND DROPPING DOWN ON JUSTIN WITH A BEAUTIFUL STANDING SHOOTING STAR PRESS TAKING THE AIR OUT OF HIS BODY!
James Peters: Drake bringing Justin up with swiftness before popping him up on his shoulders and beginning to set him up, RUNNING HIM TOWARDS THE TURNBUCKLE PADDING AND GOING FOR A BUCKLE BOMB! But before that can happen Justin manages to slip out of it and land behind Drake, JUSTIN GRABBING HIM AND GOING FOR A REVERSE DDT! But it’s Drake that manages to bring his legs up and send a knee to his face! Justin forced to let go of the hold and step back, BEFORE DRAKE RUNS FORWARD AND GRABS HIM BY HIS HEAD BEFORE GOING FOR A SWINGING NECKBREAKER!
Persephone: Why aren’t any of them tired??? :noah: How long is this match going to fucking go on for before it fucking finishes?!
Rich Russillo: But Justin manages to slip through and shove Drake away before he can drop him down on his head! Drake stumbling forward, clutching onto the top rope. BUT IT’S JUSTIN THAT RUNS FORWARD AND SENDS HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH A CLOTHESLINE! Drake is sent down to the ringside area while Justin runs to the ropes and back, LEAPING OVER THE TOP ROPE AND DROPPING DOWN DRAKE WITH A BEAUTIFUL TOPE CON HILO!
James Peters: Justin rolling back into the ring and clutching onto the ropes while Drake stumbles up to his feet, JUSTIN SPRINGING OFF THE ROPES THIS TIME DROPPING HIM DOWN TO THE MAT WITH A SPRINGBOARD FOREARM! Justin grabbing Drake by his head before rolling him back into the ring, Justin jumping up onto the apron and beginning to make his way up to the top rope! BEFORE HE LAUNCHES OFF GOING FOR A CROSSBODY AS SOON AS DRAKE GETS BACK UP TO HIS FEET!
Persephone: Oop, a big mistake by a big idiot, pretty fitting.
Rich Russillo: BUT DRAKE LEAPS UP AND CATCHES HIM IN MID-AIR! ROLLING HIM INTO A SWIFT SMALL PACKAGE PIN TO COUNTER THE AERIAL ATTACK BEFORE IT CAN CONNECT!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
James Peters: BUT JUSTIN GETS THE SHOULDER UP! Both of them are immediately getting back up to their feet, WHILE JUSTIN GRABS HIM BY HIS ARM BEFORE DROPPING HIM DOWN TO THE MAT WITH AN ARM DRAG! Justin grabbing him by his arm and pulling him up to his feet, PULLING DRAKE TOWARDS HIM AND LEAPING INTO THE AIR LOOKING TO DROP HIM DOWN TO THE MAT WITH A FRANKENSTEINER!
Persephone: Did he really expect that to work? Absolutely pathetic…
Rich Russillo: BUT DRAKE KEEPS HIM UP IN THE AIR BEFORE DROPPING HIM DOWN INTO A POWERBOMB! Drake rolling him through, BEFORE SETTING HIM UP AND DROPPING HIM DOWN TO THE MAT WITH ASCENSION! THE PEDIGREE CONNECTS COMPLETELY TAKING JUSTIN OUT WHILE DRAKE ROLLS HIM ONTO HIS BACK AND HOOKS THE LEG FOR ANOTHER PIN!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTTHHHHHHRRRRRE-
James Peters: BUT JUSTIN MANAGES TO FIND THE POWER INSIDE OF HIM TO GET THE SHOULDER UP BEFORE THE THREE COUNT!
Persephone: Unfortunately, James. Justin manages to find the power inside of him to get the shoulder up before the three count… unfortunately.
Rich Russillo: Drake popping up to his feet and grabbing the head of Justin and bringing him up, sending him towards the ropes and back, BEFORE GOING FOR A DROPKICK TO HIS CHEST! But it’s Justin that barely manages to drop down to the ground before it can connect! Drake drops down to his stomach while Justin slowly, but surely, helps himself up to his feet. It’s taking him a bit but ultimately, he’s muscling through it, but Drake is up way before him, stepping forward and sending a kick towards his gut! Drake bringing him up to his feet this time though. Stepping forward and sending a earth shattering European Uppercut, before grabbing him by his head and pulling him in for a knee strike!
James Peters: But despite that, Justin spins around and goes for a gut kick towards the abdomen of Drake out of nowhere! Drake stumbles backwards trying to collect himself, WHILE JUSTIN STEPS FORWARD AND ATTEMPTS TO GO FOR A SIDE KICK TOWARDS HIS CHEST! But Drake ducks under it, SPINNING AROUND AND CONNECTING WITH A DISCUS FOREARM SMASH TO HIS FACE! Justin stumbles back, REELING HIS ARM BACK AND GOING FOR A LARIAT! But it’s Drake that manages to kick the arm away with his boot! Justin stumbling back, BEFORE DRAKE RUNS FORWARD AND TAKES JUSTIN DOWN TO THE MAT WITH A SLING BLADE! Drake falls against the corner, but begins to step forward while Justin gets back up to his feet, GOING FOR A SUPERKICK TO HIS JAW TO DROP HIM DOWN TO THE MAT!
Persephone: Very costly, now look at what you’ve done?! PERFECT TIME TO FINISH THIS MATCH RIGHT YOU MOTHERFUCKERS?!
Rich Russillo: BUT JUSTIN MANAGES TO CATCH DRAKE AGAINST HIS JAW WITH A SUPERKICK OF HIS OWN! Drake stumbles back, but attempts to swing a punch towards the head of Justin! BUT JUSTIN DUCKS UNDER IT AND MANAGES TO DROP DRAKE DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH A MODIFIED RUN IT UP! SLICED BREAD #2 CONNECTS AS JUSTIN POPS UP TO HIS FEET AND FALLS AGAINST THE CORNER!
TAG!
James Peters: Before he… oh lord… before he tags Myles in…
(Myles looks absolutely perplexed, seeing Justin tag him in, especially seeing as though Drake is in this match. Myles blows a strand of hair away from his face before he slowly, possibly begrudgingly, enters into the ring. He looks towards Drake who is slowly beginning to stagger up to his feet, both of their eyes catching one another. There’s a moment of silence, with the crowd murmuring with anticipation to see what happens. There’s no telling what either of them are going to do in this situation, but it’s apparent that they’ve thought this out.)
Persephone: What is this… Kindergarten?! STOP FUCKING ACTING LIKE CHILDREN AND BE MEN FOR ONCE! I HATE VOLTAGE!
TAG!
TAG!
Rich Russillo: TAG TO MS. EXTREME! TAG TO JUSTIN WINDGATE! NEW EDEN ARE CLEARLY NOT HAVING IT RIGHT NOW!
(The crowd roars in disapproval thanks to this act of presumed cowardice in their eyes. Meanwhile, both Justin and Ms. Extreme have very telling reactions plastered on their faces. Ms. Extreme is kind of annoyed at this, especially weighing the fact that Drake is her partner. She scrunches her face for a good moment before beginning to make her way into the ring. Meanwhile Justin? Justin expected this, which is why he tagged out in the first place, he wanted to see what would happen between the two New Eden members. Though despite that, he saw this coming from a mile away thanks to what he watched earlier in the night. So right now? He pays no mind to it, it’s a situation that he can undoubtedly handle, which is why he quickly enters into the ring.)
James Peters: JUSTIN ENTERING INTO THE RING AND REALIZING THE GOAL AT HAND CONNECTING WITH A FOREARM SMASH TOWARDS THE HEAD OF MS. EXTREME BEFORE SHE CAN EVEN ENTER INTO THE RING! Ms. Extreme keeps a hold of the top rope on the apron before she can fall off, but Justin attempts to swing another punch her way! BUT IT’S MS. EXTREME WITH A HOT SHOT DROPPING HERSELF OFF THE APRON!
Persephone: Ms. Extreme should be dead right now, I don’t know why we’re insisting on letting her continue in this match when she looks like she just smoked 50 packs of cigarettes and she has lung problems. Get her out of here so this match can end quicker.
Rich Russillo: Justin stumbles back while Ms. Extreme slides into the ring, CONNECTING WITH A JUMPING CLOTHESLINE TO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD DROPPING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! Justin tries to get up to a knee in some sort of timely manner, BUT IT’S MS. EXTREME THAT MANAGES TO TURN HERSELF AROUND AND SEND A ROUNDHOUSE KICK TOWARDS THE SIDE OF HIS FACE DROPPING HIM DOWN TO THE MAT!
James Peters: Justin grabbing onto the ropes and quickly trying to get back up to his feet, BUT MS. EXTREME TURNS AROUND AND RUNS TO THE ROPES BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A RUNNING KNEE STRIKE TOWARDS THE SIDE OF HIS FACE TAKING HIM DOWN TO THE MAT! Justin instantly crumbles down while Ms. Extreme grabs him by his head before bringing him towards the center of the ring, USING SOME HUGE STRENGTH AND DROPPING HIM DOWN TO THE MAT THIS TIME WITH AN EXPLODER SUPLEX!
Persephone: Or maybe, just maybe, Justin is fucking small.
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme is right back up, yelling at Justin to get back up to her feet. BEFORE SHE RUNS TOWARDS JUSTIN WITH A CODE RED ATTEMPT! SUNSET FLIP BOMB! BUT JUSTIN MANAGES TO COUNTER IT AND TURN IT INTO A MOVE THAT HE CAN SHIFT THE MOMENTUM INTO! AND LEAP INTO THE AIR DROPPING MS. EXTREME WITH A SPANISH FLY!
James Peters: Justin has no time to spare, beginning to climb up to the top rope and position himself! JUSTIN UP ON THE TOP AND GOING FOR X-FACTOR! GOING FOR A SHOOTING STAR PRESS!
Persephone: YOU HAVE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME!!!
Rich Russillo: WAIT! MS. EXTREME WITH THE IOTA OF ENERGY THAT SHE HAS LEFT CLIMBS UP TO THE TOP ROPE BEFORE DROPPING JUSTIN DOWN WITH GLASS CEILING! THE TOP ROPE STUNNER CONNECTS COMPLETELY TAKING OUT JUSTIN WHILE MS. EXTREME ROLLS HIM ONTO HIS BACK AND HOOKS THE LEG FOR A PIN ATTEMPT!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEE-
James Peters: BUT JUSTIN MANAGES TO GET THE SHOULDER UP! NOT YET MS. EXTREME, THIS MATCH CONTINUES ONWARD!
(Ms. Extreme scrunches her face as she tries to get herself back up to her feet. She clutches onto the ropes and shakes her head, slowly dragging herself towards her corner and reaching out her hand, a hand that Drake King happily accepts.)
Persephone: Just kiss already, dammit.
TAG!
Rich Russillo: DRAKE IS TAGGED IN!
James Peters: Drake enters into the ring and looks down at Justin, clearly unhappy at his mere presence, but I don’t think Justin really cares. The matter is no matter what is thrown at him, he’s going to keep fighting regardless and refuse to give in even against the best of the best. Drake grabbing him by his hair and bringing him up to his feet, but before anything can happen Justin manages to shove Drake away!
(Justin is stumbling on his two feet, very dazed and fluttering his eyes every so often to keep consciousness. Drake is clearly slightly enraged in response to this, but before he can do anything, Justin begins to yell towards him.)
Justin Windgate: (Off-Mic) YOU’RE NOT GOING TO TAKE ME DOWN, DRAKE! NOT AGAIN! NOT AGAIN! YOU’RE GOING TO HAVE TO FUCKING KILL ME AND EVEN THEN I’M GOING TO MAKE SURE THAT’S A CHALLENGE FOR YOU.
(Silence.)
Drake King: (Off-Mic) Ok.
Rich Russillo: :lupe:
James Peters: :lupe:
Persephone: :mjlit:
Rich Russillo: DRAKE RUNNING TOWARDS JUSTIN AT FULL SPEED, BUT IT’S JUSTIN THAT MANAGES TO STEP UP AND CONNECT WITH A BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE TO HIS FACE! Justin stumbles forward and goes low, grabbing Drake by his waist and pushing him against an empty corner! And immediately he’s beginning to tee off with punches and forearms to his face, which Drake tries to block to the best of his ability! I don’t even know how long Justin is going to fight for, but it’s clear he’s in for the long haul and is going to wrestle for however long it takes to make sure that Drake stays down for the count.
James Peters: Drake manages to shove Justin away before anything else can happen, Justin stumbles back, before running towards Drake in hopes of coming back! BUT DRAKE USES THE ROPES TO KICK JUSTIN IN THE FACE! Justin stumbles back, but Drake grabs him by his head, BEFORE SLAMMING HIS FACE AGAINST THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! Justin stumbles back, stirring and trying to keep himself up! BUT IT’S DRAKE THAT TURNS HIM AROUND AND SETS HIM UP, TAKING HIS HEAD OFF WITH A RIPCORD LARIAT!
Persephone: Did I just see a tooth knocked out of Justin’s mouth?! Quick! Let me get it, it’ll make a great addition to my bloodlust shrine.
James Peters: Firstly, what the fuck. Second, that was just spit.
Persephone: Oh.
Rich Russillo: Drake is down on a knee while Justin is completely splayed out on the ground. Lord knows how much these poor Elitists can take but they are so willing to continue this match that we might as well just let them. Besides, I’m sure Captain Charisma is having an absolute field day seeing all of this unfold. Drake grabbing Justin and slowly beginning to bring him up to his feet, but he seems to have a hard time at the moment as Justin nearly collapses down to the mat with his weight getting the better of Drake’s strength.
James Peters: Drake shaking his head and beginning to make his way out of the ring, grabbing Justin by his leg and pulling him out of the ring, giving him more leverage as he keeps ahold of Justin! BEFORE SLAMMING HIM SPINE FIRST AGAINST THE EDGE OF THE APRON! Drake isn’t done as he grabs Justin by his head and sets him up, BEFORE THROWING HIM INTO THE BARRICADE THIS TIME COMPLETELY TAKING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND!
Persephone: Man, you might as well just pin him now to be honest. Poor dude is on life support and you want to continue to bully him. I mean, I totally don’t wouldn’t do that.
James Peters: :mjpls:
Rich Russillo: Drake rolling Justin back into the ring before he enters back in himself, making his way over and grabbing Justin with a disgusted look on his face, it seems he finds himself with the perfect leeway to end this right now! DRAKE GOING FOR OVERHAUL! SWINGING REVERSE STO TO DROP JUSTIN DOWN TO THE GROUND!
James Peters: But Justin manages to avoid that! Justin miraculously keeping himself alive as he runs to the ropes and back while Drake turns around in pure shock, BEFORE JUSTIN LAUNCHES INTO THE AIR AND TAKES DRAKE DOWN TO THE MAT WITH A TORNADO DDT! Drake scrambles up to his feet while Justin begins to circle around the ring, LEAPING INTO THE AIR AND TAKING DRAKE DOWN THIS TIME WITH A BIG HURRICANRANA TO GET HIM BACK ON TOP! HOW IS THIS HAPPENING?!
Persephone: I don’t know, but if you ask me? I blame witchcraft.
Rich Russillo: Justin is beginning to slowly rise up to the top rope, sweat drizzling off of him like he just got out of the shower as he stands perched on the top turnbuckle! LEAPING OFF AND CONNECTING WITH A FROG SPLASH TO COMPLETELY CRUSH DRAKE AND TAKE ALL THE AIR OUT OF HIS BODY! Justin isn’t done though, taking an invisible blunt, BEFORE GOING FOR SMOKE BOMB! ROLLING THUNDER TOWARDS DRAKE!
James Peters: BUT DRAKE MANAGES TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY BEFORE THAT CAN INEVITABLY CONNECT! Justin crashes and burns while Drake grabs him and brings him up to his feet, BEFORE LIFTING HIM OFF THE GROUND AND DROPPING HIM DOWN WITH A BIG FALCON ARROW TO THE CANVAS! Drake now is beginning to make his way onto the apron, looking for something big! DRAKE CLIMBING UP TO THE TOP ROPE AND GOING FOR A PHOENIX SPLASH OFF THE TOP ROPE!
Persephone: Please miss, please miss, please miss, please miss…
Rich Russillo: BUT JUSTIN MANAGES TO CLIMB UP AND GRAB DRAKE! PULLING HIM OFF THE TOP ROPE AND SENDING THEM BOTH CRASHING DOWN TO THE GROUND! Both of them are slowly beginning to rise, Drake taking most of the damage but still managing to muscle out the strength to find some sort of equal ground with Justin. Justin runs towards Drake, but Drake manages to move out of the way! DRAKE WITH A JUMPING KNEE! But Justin manages to duck under that! BUT BOTH OF THEM ONCE AGAIN CONNECT WITH SUPERKICKS TO ONE ANOTHER! THIS TIME AT THE SAME TIME DROPPING THEM BOTH DOWN TO THE GROUND IN PURE EXHAUSTION!
James Peters: Both of them are down on the ground, Drake and Justin are completely out of it but they seem to be slowly showing signs of life regardless. Drake is clutching at the canvas with all his might and focuses on beginning to make his way towards the corner, realizing the danger that he finds himself in right now. And I think we can say the same thing with Justin who is making his way towards Myles as well! BOTH LEAP TOWARDS THEIR RESPECTIVE CORNER!
Persephone: Cue the slow motion, cue the dramatic moment, cue whatever.
TAG!
Rich Russillo: MYLES IS TAGGED IN!
TAG!
James Peters: MS. EXTREME IS TAGGED IN!
Persephone: Told you.
Rich Russillo: Both of them are entering into the ring, with their reinvigorated energy and adrenaline it’s like they’re a bullet shot out of a gun! MYLES ATTEMPTS TO GO FOR A KNEE STRIKE TOWARDS THE FACE OF MS. EXTREME! But Ms. Extreme manages to duck under it and run to the ropes and back, GOING LOW AND CONNECTING WITH A BASEMENT DROPKICK TO THE KNEECAP OF MYLES TAKING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! Myles attempts to get himself back up to a seated position, BUT MS. EXTREME TURNS HERSELF AROUND AS SHE RUNS TO THE ROPES AND LEAPS INTO THE AIR TAKING MYLES DOWN WITH A METEORA TO HIS FACE!
James Peters: Myles grabbing his head while he tries to get up to his feet, but Ms. Extreme wastes zero time stepping forward and sending a forearm shot towards the face of Myles! Myles is sent back momentarily, but quickly responds back with a forearm of his own! Myles is stunned, but he’s showing that he can continue to fight regardless! But that might just be proven wrong with Ms. Extreme stepping forward and sending a knee strike towards his abdomen! Myles stumbles backward, BUT USES THAT MOMENTUM TO RUN FORWARD AND SLIP BEHIND HER BEFORE LIFTING HER OFF THE GROUND AND DROPPING HER DOWN TO THE MAT WITH A BACK SUPLEX!
Persephone: This is just like an anime, where the main character gets the shit beat out of him by the antagonized. He’s all bloody, his shirt is torn and bruised. Yet despite that, his teeth somehow manage to be squeaky clean and he still manages to beat the shit out of the villain regardless and come back with the win. I don’t watch anime, because that’s for weebs… looking at you Myles… but that’s what this whole entire match reminds me of, it’s so fucking annoying and all of you just need to GET THE FUCK OUT SO WE CAN END THE SHOW!
Rich Russillo: Myles is slowly beginning to get himself up, despite the offense being in his favor at the moment, you can tell how tired he is and how much he’s been through in this match. Admittingly, they’ve all been through the wringer, but he’s the perfect example. Myles grabbing Ms. Extreme by her hair before bringing her up to her feet, sending her to the ropes with an Irish whip attempt! BEFORE MYLES RUNS FORWARD AND GOES FOR A KNEE STRIKE THAT IS PRIMED TOWARDS HER FACE! But before that can happen Ms. Extreme manages to slide under the legs of Myles just in time to avoid it!
James Peters: Ms. Extreme manages to quickly get back up to her feet while Myles turns to face her as well. Myles attempts to run towards Ms. Extreme, BUT MS. EXTREME TURNS AROUND AND RUNS TO THE ROPES, SPRINGING OFF OF THEM BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A SPRINGBOARD ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE FACE OF MYLES TO DROP HIM DOWN TO A KNEE! Myles isn’t down for long, managing to get himself back up to his feet, BUT IT’S MS. EXTREME THAT MANAGES TO GRAB MYLES BY HIS HEAD AND RUN HIM FORWARD BEFORE DROPPING HIM DOWN FACE FIRST INTO A BULLDOG!
Persephone: This mean and intimidating man is seriously getting the shit beat out of him by a small girl that probably weighs two-times less than him and is about a third of his size. This is really pathetic, but should I be surprised anymore?! This is the Voltage roster! Behind those masks of ultraviolence lies a bunch of fucking pussies and I don’t know why I anticipate them being anywhere near better than the bar I set as low as possible for them. Let me get fucking real here before overhyping them.
Rich Russillo: Myles grabbing his face in a world of hurt while he clutches the ropes for dear life, BUT MS. EXTREME TURNS ON HER HEELS BEFORE RUNNING TO THE ROPES AND LOOKING TO STOMP DOWN ON HIS FACE! But it’s Myles that manages to move out of the way and push Ms. Extreme against the ropes! MS. EXTREME TURNS AROUND ATTEMPTING TO GO FOR A SPINNING BACK FIST! But Myles manages to duck under that and send a shoulder thrust towards her abdomen! Myles grabbing both of Ms. Extreme’s arms before trapping them both against the ropes! I think we know what he’s going to do now.
James Peters: MYLES RUNNING TO THE OPPOSITE PAIR OF ROPES BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A KNEE STRIKE TO HER FACE! MYLES ISN’T DONE BECAUSE HE ONCE AGAIN RUNS TO THE ROPES AND CONNECTS WITH ANOTHER KNEE STRIKE TO HER FACE! MYLES IS LOOKING TO KEEP THIS GOING AND THIS IS WHAT WE SHOULD EXPECT OUT OF SOMEONE LIKE MYLES AS HE CONNECTS WITH ANOTHER KNEE STRIKE TOWARDS HER FACE! MYLES IS GOING FOR ANOTHER ONE, RUNNING TO THE ROPES AND CONNECTING WITH ANOTHER TO THE FACE OF MS. EXTREME FOR GOOD MEASURE! THE ROPE TRAPPED REPEATED RUNNING KNEE STRIKES CONNECT AS MYLES PULLS MS. EXTREME OFF THE ROPES AND DROPS DOWN, HOOKING THE LEGS AND GOING FOR THE PIN! WILL THIS BE IT?!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!
TTTTTTHHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Persephone: FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT KICKING OUT! HUH?! HAVEN’T YOU ALL ALREADY BEEN THROUGH ENOUGH?! WHAT THE FUCK IS THE POINT OF PUTTING ALL OF YOU THROUGH THIS EVEN MORE?! JUST STOP! NOT BECAUSE THIS IS SOME REAL BULLSHIT! BUT BECAUSE THIS IS ALL JUST FUCKING UNACCEPTABLE! I’VE HAD ENOUGH! GOD! GOD! DAMN!
James Peters: Persephone, please calm down, it’s not that serious.
Persephone: SHUT THE FUCK UP!
James Peters: :will:
Rich Russillo: Myles is slowly crawling towards the ropes, and he just has to be questioning what he has to do to finish this match, but it’s apparent that it’s not going to be as easy as he anticipates it to be. Myles gets back up to his feet and shakes his head, clutching his head in obvious pain but continuing to muster out the strength to push through it. Meanwhile, Ms. Extreme is beginning to get herself up to her feet as well. BUT NOT FOR LONG AS MYLES GRABS HER BY HER HEAD IMMEDIATELY AND BEGINS TO SET HER UP, DROPPING HER DOWN ON HER HEAD WITH A BRUTAL BRAINBUSTER!
James Peters: Ms. Extreme is once again taken down, and I think the only real way she can see herself surviving any longer is rolling out of the ring. Ms. Extreme tumbles down, but still manages to clutch onto the apron for dear life while he has the chance. She is fighting the good fight, but I don’t think she sees Myles exiting on the apron and looking to set her up! MYLES RUNNING TOWARDS HER AND LEAPING OFF THE APRON GOING FOR A RINGSIDE METEORA TO DROP THE UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION!
Persephone: BUT MS. EXTREME MANAGES TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY LIKE A RATIONAL PERSON! You see how easy it would’ve been to just roll out of the ring and attack her from there? Shit like that just doesn’t make sense because here Myles is, sprawled out right in front of me with two bum knees after that wack landing. Make it make sense folks, because some of you are too stupid for your own good and that doesn’t really do you much favors as a result. Think before you do it, kind of like drunk driving, I think.
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme falls against the apron, leaning against it while slamming her hands repeatedly against the apron to fight through all the pain that she’s been through. Myles stumbles up to his feet, BUT MS. EXTREME GRABS HIM BY HIS HEAD BEFORE SHE SLAMS HIM FACE FIRST AGAINST THE EDGE OF THE APRON! That had to hurt Myles while Ms. Extreme grabs him and rolls him back into the ring, while she enters into there as well to follow, making sure to continue the fight inside of the ring.
James Peters: Ms. Extreme falling against the corner, where she sees the only rational thing being she begins to climb up and stand on the middle turnbuckle to get ready for an attack. Myles tries to rise to the best of his ability but it’s clear the toll this match has taken is beginning to slowly get the better of him every chance it gets. MS. EXTREME LEAPING OFF THE TOP ROPE AND GOING FOR A MISSILE DROPKICK TO TAKE MYLES DOWN TO THE GROUND! What a move by Ms. Extreme as she gets right back up and yells at the top of her lungs while hyping the crowd up! How long will these competitors be able to go for?!
Persephone: No, the answer is absolutely not. There’s no time for how long this match is going to take, just no, stop this right now because this is some fucking bullshit.
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme gets Myles right back up before throwing him towards the ropes, MYLES USES THE MOMENTUM TO TRY AND GO FOR A LARIAT! BUT MS. EXTREME DUCKS UNDER AND TURNS AROUND BEFORE TRYING TO GO FOR A LARIAT BACK! Myles absorbs the attack though, stumbling backwards as both of them stare a hole into one another! It’s like this match has just begun all over again!
James Peters: Both of them are wasting no time going after one another, beginning to go off and absolutely tee off one another to no end! MYLES! MS. EXTREME! MYLES! MS. EXTREME! MYLES! MS. EXTREME! MYLES! BUT MS. EXTREME FINALLY STOPS HIM CONNECTING WITH AN UPPERCUT TO HIS JAW! Myles stumbles back while Ms. Extreme runs towards him, BUT MYLES POPS MS. EXTREME UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS, TAKING HER DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH A POWERBOMB! But Myles isn’t done right now! Myles keeping her up in that powerbomb looking to do much more to make sure that somehow Ms. Extreme manages to stay down for good! MYLES SPINNING AROUND AND CONNECTING WITH A SPINNING SIT-OUT POWERBOMB NOW!
Persephone: Look, I’m calling the shots right now. You might as well call me Captain Charisma except I’m more talented, more gorgeous, more intelligent, more skilled, more sound, you know, practically everything I’m just better than Captain Charisma in general I think that’s something we can admit to ourselves. Look, how about Myles or Ms. Extreme lays down for the other and we can just count the pin AND GET THIS SHIT OVER WITH! I’M SICK AND TIRED ALRIGHT! LET’S STOP BAITING ONE ANOTHER AND GET TO THE FUCKING FINISH! GOD FUCKING DAMN! I’M TIRED!
Rich Russillo: MYLES RUNNING TOWARD MS. EXTREME AND GOING FOR A BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE! But it’s Ms. Extreme that moves out of the way and grabs Myles, BEFORE RAMMING HIM INTO THE TURNBUCKLES! Myles bounces out of the corner, not falling against it instead managing to keep himself upwards despite everything. BUT MS. EXTREME RUNS FORWARD AND LEAPS OVER MYLES AND CONNECTS WITH CODE RED! THE SUNSET FLIP BOMB SENDS MYLES INTO THE TURNBUCKLE AND COMPLETELY TAKES HIM OUT FOR THE MOMENT!
James Peters: Myles is down on the ground while Ms. Extreme paces back and forth in the ring. She sees Myles continue to crawl with all of his might and it’s apparent that the one thing that he wants to do, is tag out before Ms. Extreme gets the better of him and somehow manages to stand tall at the end of this exchange between the two of them. But weirdly, it looks like Ms. Extreme is letting him do that. She simply smirks towards Justin while she yells at him to get his ass in the ring, and Justin, despite everything he’s been through, seems happy to oblige.
TAG!
Persephone: CANNABIS IS TAGGED IN!
Rich Russillo: JUSTIN JUMPING OVER THE ROPES AND CONNECTING WITH A SHOTGUN DROPKICK TO THE CHEST OF MS. EXTREME COMPLETELY TAKING HER DOWN TO THE MAT! Ms. Extreme is tumbling down to the ground as Justin wastes zero time absolutely going to town and making sure that this match is finished off for good! Justin popping up Ms. Extreme, LIFTING HER UP INTO THE AIR AND GOING FOR A BACK SUPLEX!
James Peters: But Ms. Extreme manages to flip over it just in time and land behind Justin! Justin is turned around in an instant as Ms. Extreme grabs him by his head and sends him towards the ropes with an Irish whip! But before anything can happen Justin manages to clutch onto the top rope before Ms. Extreme can do anything else! Ms. Extreme sees the issue here, RUNNING FORWARD AND GOING FOR A BOOT TO HIS FACE TO TAKE HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! But Justin manages to pull down the top rope before that can happen and send Ms. Extreme over the top and tumbling down to the ringside area!
Persephone: lol she tripped.
Rich Russillo: In an instant Justin looks towards the top turnbuckle, beginning to scale up there while Ms. Extreme makes an attempt to recollect herself in the process. Ms. Extreme is up as she clutches her head before looking up to see where Justin happens to be at, BUT JUSTIN JUMPS OFF THE TOP AND THIS TIME MANAGES TO TAKE MS. EXTREME DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH A SUCCESSFUL CROSSBODY!
James Peters: Justin grabbing Ms. Extreme by her head and rolling her back into the ring, Justin jumping up and entering into the ring as well before beginning to approach Ms. Extreme! BUT MS. EXTREME WITH AS MUCH ENERGY AS SHE HAS LEFT MANAGES TO LUNGE FORWARD AND CONNECT WITH A CHOP BLOCK TO HER KNEE CAP! Justin clutches at his leg as he stumbles back and is forced to fall against the ropes. Ms. Extreme quickly rolls out of the ring, BEFORE GRABBING JUSTIN BY HIS LEGS AND TRIPPING HIM DOWN TO THE MAT!
Persephone: Also known as the Canadian Trip, which is what Ronan Malosi calls it for some odd reason but he’s weird so it’s nothing out of the ordinary.
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme is right back into the ring as she grabs Justin by his head and brings him back up, SETTING HIM UP BEFORE THROWING HIM INTO THE RINGPOST SHOULDER FIRST! Now it’s Ms. Extreme that collapses down to the ground, clearly out of breath and using that attack as a moment to take a deep breath and collect herself before this match can continue on. It’s apparent that this match has taken a lot out of everyone involved, but the extraordinary part is, everyone continues to have the will to push themselves forward and keep going.
James Peters: Ms. Extreme is back up while Justin slowly begins to rise, Justin trying to fight back with gut shots to her abdomen! But Ms. Extreme connects with an axe handle to the back of Justin’s head stunning him for a good moment! Ms. Extreme continues to drag him towards the center of the ring, BEFORE PULLING HIM IN AND GOING FOR A DDT TO SPIKE HIS HEAD AGAINST THE CANVAS! BUT JUSTIN MANAGES TO TURN IT AROUND AND DROP MS. EXTREME DOWN TO THE MAT WITH A NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX!
Persephone: Guys, it’s just some stupid tag titles that nobody cares about, I don’t know why you guys are really putting your whole body on the line for this. Actually, this is kind of enjoyable, keep deteriorating your body!!!
Rich Russillo: Justin is running off of pure adrenaline now, and the thing is, I don’t know if he has much left! He’s trying to collect himself but it’s apparent the fatigue is getting too much for him to handle at the moment, and Ms. Extreme seems to be hot on his tail as she begins to get herself back up to her feet. Justin stumbling back into the corner, LOOKING TO GET THE TAG TO HIS PARTNER- Oh no…
(In an instant, Myles drops off the apron before Justin’s outstretched hand can reach him. Justin falls against the ropes, squinting his eyes in disbelief for a moment, but quickly snapping out of it. He knows what’s happening, he saw this earlier in the night, and he knows especially that this is a mistake that he cannot make.)
James Peters: JUSTIN TURNING AROUND AND RUNNING TOWARDS DRAKE KNOCKING HIM OFF THE APRON WITH A BACK ELBOW! Myles quickly sliding into the ring and rushing towards Justin, BUT JUSTIN MANAGES TO TAKE HIM DOWN WITH A SLING BLADE BEFORE HE CAN DO ANYTHING! Justin Windgate has been marked for execution, and he’s going to make sure that he does everything in order to make sure that doesn’t happen!
Persephone: No no… it was absolutely amazing when Minerva beat the shit out of Donovan, I’d love this weed junkie to get his ass beat as well and absolutely murked.
Rich Russillo: Drake is slowly beginning to collect himself on the outside while he has the chance, clutching onto the barricade for dear life unknowing of where Justin is. BUT HE HAPPENS TO BE RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM LAUNCHING OFF THE ROPES FROM THE INSIDE AND TAKING DRAKE DOWN WITH A SPRINGBOARD CROSSBODY TO THE OUTSIDE! Justin popping right back up to his feet, turning towards the ring, knowing that Myles isn’t going to stay down for long, and sliding into it-
James Peters: BUT WAIT! DRAKE CLUTCHES ONTO THE LEG OF JUSTIN AND YANKS HIM OUT OF THE RING AND BACK TO THE RINGSIDE AREA! Justin lands flat on the ringside matting like he just belly flopped into a pool while Drake grabs him by his head, AND THROWS HIM TOWARDS THE BARRICADE COMPLETELY DROPPING HIM DOWN TO THE MAT! This is absolutely deplorable behavior by New Eden! The lowest of the low if you ask me!
Persephone: Alright calm down, Batman. It’s apparent that you haven’t seen New Eden before and I’m just going to shut you up before you can continue any further.
Rich Russillo: And here comes Myles who slides out of the ring and approaches Justin, before both him and Drake begin to repeatedly stomp down on the carcass of Justin Windgate! This is exactly the situation that Justin didn’t want to be in, but New Eden seems to have gotten the better of him and now, they’re seeming plan can go into execution. Drake grabbing Justin by his head and bringing him up to his feet, and look at Drake begin to yell down at Justin absolutely relentlessly! Saying if this was what he was so keen on expecting, then maybe he shouldn’t have showed up! Drake with a forearm shot to the head of Justin, TURNING HIM AROUND FOR MYLES TO TOSS HIM IN THE AIR AND ALLOW HIM TO FLOP ON THE GROUND LIKE A LIMP CORPSE!
James Peters: Oh come on! Enough is enough already! I didn’t want to see this happen in the first place no matter how many times it was written on the wall, this doesn’t mean that you don’t have to bruise and batter him more than you need to! New Eden is SICK! But what the hell can you expect by an act orchestrated by Drake King of all people?!
Persephone: Murder.
Rich Russillo: AND TO TOP IT ALL OFF FOR THE EXECUTION OF JUSTIN WINDGATE! THE SECOND COMING CONNECTS! A SIMULTANEOUSLY BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE AND A GUILLOTINE SICK KICK CONNECTS STRAIGHT TOWARDS THE SKULL OF JUSTIN COURTESY OF NEW EDEN! IF THEY WANTED TO FIND A WAY TO GET OUT OF THE TAG TEAM TURMOIL TOURNAMENT, THEN THEY JUST HAPPENED TO GET THEIR MEAL TICKET RIGHT NOW!
(Justin’s forehead is absolutely gushing out blood right now. It’s an outcome that he tried everything to make sure didn’t happen, but it’s a reality that he’s going to have to accept once he finally regains some sort of consciousness. Drake and Myles just stare down at the absolutely battered corpse of Justin before Drake grabs him and rolls him back into the ring.)
(Inside the ring, Ms. Extreme is on one knee after finding it in her to recover. She’s just staring at the left for the dead body of Justin Windgate before looking up at the members of New Eden outside the ring in response. Ms. Extreme squints her eyes in foreseen regret before reluctantly dropping down and pinning Justin’s shoulders to the mat. The referee, having to officiate the earlier tournament match, slides down into a pin to get this over with.)
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Zombie’ once again begins to blare through the speakers of the arena while Ms. Extreme pulls herself off Justin Windgate begrudgingly. She wipes off a bit of the blood that was transferred off of Justin to her before putting her hands on her hips, very annoyed at the moment. Meanwhile outside the ring, Drake King doesn’t waste any time rolling into the ring, looking to celebrate with her as the referee makes his way over with their respective Championships. Drake casually pushes the EAW World Championship away while Ms. Extreme slowly takes her Universal Women’s Championship, before the referee raises both of their hands in the air. The camera then shows Myles who enters into the ring, simply crouching down and looking at the down body of Justin, and scoffing.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, here are your winners… the team of the EAW WORLD CHAMPION: DRAKE KING!!!!!!!!!!! AND THE EAW UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION: MS. EXTREME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
James Peters: Wow, I know this was something that we were supposed to expect, but goddamn… what a gruesome scene that we’ve just witnessed. It was apparent that Drake had a plan and that was put into execution tonight, in hopes of putting up the hypothetical of what if New Eden wasn’t actually fully in the tournament? Which led to Minerva and Donovan’s elimination, and of course, leads us to the now, where Drake and Myles absolutely laid waste to Justin and left him for the taking. Anything to get their way I guess.
Persephone: God it was stupid, but it was also very funny. I enjoy violence and for some reason, that’s just something that we don’t get on these weekly shows, LOOK AT THE MESS OF BLOOD THAT JUSTIN WINDGATE IS RIGHT NOW! You guys better get to checking that guy’s fucking pulse, he might be dead.
Rich Russillo: Well we also know our finals match at Wicked Games for the Tag Team Turmoil Tournament now! It’ll be the team of Jake Smith & Chris Elite going up against Drake King & Ms. Extreme, all of them fighting for the opportunity to get a Unified Tag Team Championship shot! What a thrilling finals match we’ve just had set in stone and an excellent Voltage show as per we’ve had tonight! On behalf of James Peters & Persephone, I’m Rich Russillo… signing out.
(Ms. Extreme immediately snatches her hand away from the referee and begins to take her leave, rolling out of the ring and making her way up the ramp, not really so thrilled after everything that happened in that match. Drake looks confused for a moment while Myles joins his side, Myles looks towards Drake, then towards Ms. Extreme, before shaking his head as that’s presumably the last shot seen before Voltage begins to fade out…)
James Peters: KIDS SEE GHOST! SUPERKICK TO THE JAW OF MS. EXTREME DROPPING HER DOWN TO THE GROUND! HOLLY ARROW IS HERE! AND SHE’S OUT FOR REVENGE!
Persephone: What the… THE SHOW ISN’T OVER YET?! GET HER THE FUCK OUT OF HERE! I WAS THIS CLOSE TO LEAVING THIS WRETCHED PLACE!
(Holly simply looks down at Ms. Extreme with a disgruntled look on her face, annoyed herself thanks to the scenes that unfolded to cap off Voltage last week. She grabs Ms. Extreme by her head, mumbling words that can’t be caught by the camera.)
Rich Russillo: HOLLY LOCKING IN THE ULTRALIGHT BEAM! THE OMOPLATA CROSSFACE IS CINCHED IN AND THAT TRIGGERS A BAFFLED DRAKE TO SLIDE OUT OF THE RING AND DASH UP THE RAMP!
(Drake rushes up to her tag partners rescue in hopes of catching Holly in her tracks, but Holly sees it coming, immediately releasing the hold and retreating away towards the backstage area. Drake looks to continue the chase, but stops in his tracks, realizing that checking on Ms. Extreme is much more important than exacting vengeance 😍. Drake drops down to a knee and begins to check on the Universal Women’s Champion, checking that she’s okay but the combined effects of the attack and the fatigue that she’s been through in the previous match, have her down and out for the moment. While everything is happening, Myles is seen leaning against the ropes, watching the scene unfold while Justin’s bloody body is seen behind him. The chaotic scene is the last shot before Voltage ultimately, begins to fade to black.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
